A/N: Here's chapter 7. Hope you will like it.

Summary: Dearka has gone missing on one of his mission. Miriallia has found out about these 3 months later, when Kira and Lacus come to Orb. How will Miriallia handle this news? Who is this blond hair man that looks exactly like him and also has the same surname as Dearka does? And why is Miriallia's name on the top five, must killed, list?

Main Paring: Dearka X Miriallia.

Disclaimers: I do not own Gundam Seed or Seed Destiny.

Chapter 7

"I wonder how is Dearka doing right now", Kisato asked. Lowe nodded while typing away.

"I hope he's not doing anything indecent since he's staying with a girl". Lowe nodded again. She was pissed off from the lack of responds she's getting her partner. "Are you even listening Lowe? Lowe!"

"Dearka will be fine staying with her", Lowe said. "Besides, Kira and Athrun will be visiting them often to check on his condition". He then looks at the blond woman angrily. "Also, do you think you could keep up with your duty when you are free?"

Kisato gave him an innocent plus puzzled look.

"Please don't give me the innocent look here Kisato", Lowe said angrily. "You have been neglecting to do the ship's status report for a while now. Also, have you finished with the ship's supply yet? I hope you didn't buy anything from the market area with the supply money again".

"I didn't buy anything else besides the ships supply anymore. Besides, there's nothing unique or special in the Australian Market", Kisato said. Her hand was covering her nose and mouth when she said, "It's just filled with dried out sea creatures".

Lowe laughed at her gesture. "Don't they have hardened sea urchin for sale at the market?" he said. "I remember I saw them the last time we came to this port".

"There are not in the season yet brick-head", Kisato said, as she leaned next to where Lowe is working. "Man how I wish Dearka is with us right now. I would be able to torture him a bit with some of chores on the ship".

The brunette sweat drops. "You are always thinking of taking an advantage of Dearka, don't you Kisato".

"I never thought about it before Lowe", she said, making an innocent puppy dog face.

Lowe just shook his head at her gesture. "Have you finished with your other duties yet?" he asked. "I'm sure you don't want to face the Professor's wrath when she comes back with your things undone".

Kisato trembles remembering what happen the last time. She quickly dashed out of the control room to begin her duties before the Professor and Liam comes back.

Lowe sighs at his girlfriend's behavior.

Since the ReHOME left the Orb's military port three days ago, they began their sail towards the southern sea. Here they have received a client's delivery from the Victoria sea port to the Military Bay in the Mexico City. They were about to decline the offer until they saw the price their client offers. In a group decision, they have decided to accept this offer before going back to space.

Lowe sighs in relief when he finally got some peace into finishing his work. He received an e-mail from his private line when he was about to send the data to Glenn, the ship's holographic commander slash main computer. He was puzzled when he saw the sender was from Orb but when he read the written content.

Lowe Gear,

I need your help in finding out some information about the Fable Ultramarine flower. From what I have known, that flower had been extinct long time ago. But it seems that someone has gotten hold of that dangerous flower and produced a poisonous gas. We would really appreciate it if you and your crew could lend a helping hand and help us gather information on who might have the possession of the Poppy flower. Please reply via our personal line as soon as you can.

Kira Yamato.

"The Fable Ultramarine!?" Lowe said. He slump back on the backrest of his chair. A smile can be seen on his face when he leave the backrest and began typing his reply.

I'll see what I can scoop up from the fellows out there. I cannot guarantee to get any useful information that you might have already gotten but I'll see what I can do about it.

Tell Dearka that Kisato is missing him over here and give my best regards to both Miriallia and Dearka.

Lowe Gear.

He pressed on the send button once he's done and followed with his report about the ship's status. He placed the main computer on a standby mode before he left the control room and onto the front deck on the ship.

Lowe looks at the blue sky and saw seagulls happily about as the sea breeze cools him down from the hot sun. He rests his arms on the metal railing while looking at the busy city before him.

He smiled and said, "I wonder what Dearka is doing right now? I hope he's not giving Miriallia any trouble at all".

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"ACHOO!" Dearka rubbed him nose from his sneeze.

"Are you coming down with a cold Dearka?" Miriallia asked, as she pulled a tissue from the tissue box and hand it to Dearka, who is now driving.

Dearka took the tissue from his passenger and wipe his nose with it. "Not really Ms. Miriallia. My nose is just itchy that's all", he said.

Or maybe someone is talking behind my back, he thought and laughed in an annoyed tone inside his mind. He placed the tissue into the mini-bin. "So, where is this coffee shop that you were saying just now Ms. Miriallia?"

"Didn't I tell you to call me Miri?" Miriallia pouted and crossed her arms. "You make me sound like I'm older than you when it's the other way around".

"Mi-Mi-" Dearka stagger on as he tried his best to call her name and he was also trying not to blush as well.

Miriallia saw the blush on his face and began to laugh. "I'm just messing with you Dearka", she said in between her laughs. "You should have seen the look on your face". Dearka was dumbfounded but he too joined in her laughter.

But I really hope that one day you would be able to call my name like you used to Dearka, she thought.

Dearka noticed that Miriallia was in deep thought when he looked at her through the side of his eyes. "Ms. Miriallia? Ms. Miriallia the coffee shop…"

Dearka broke her chain of thought and she smiled sheepishly. "Oh, I'm so sorry! Take a right turn after the traffic lights then into the…"

Dearka continue his drive towards the coffee shop as he follows the brunette's directions. They has finally reached the 'Tungsten-Mungsten's Coffee Café that was located at the end of the street. Dearka and Miriallia disembarked from the car and went into the café and began ordering their lunch as a waiter came over to take their orders.

"I wonder what meal I should take today", Miriallia asked as she looks up from her menu. "What do you think Dearka?"

Dearka look up at her with a puzzled look when he heard what she just asked. He seems to recall those words from his past memories and the next thing he knows, he was seeing some images.

"I wonder what I should take for today's meal?" the orange hair teen asked. He was dressed in a red ZAFT soldier uniform and has a cheeky smile on his face when he speaks. He looks at Dearka and asked, "What do you think Dearka?"

The two of them were waiting in a queue – waiting to get their meal – in the cafeteria of the Vesalius. He looked up at the menu and saw two different set of meals. He began to think for a while then he look back at his orange hair friend.

"I think I'm going to get Set A", he answered. "They have my favorite dish on today. What about you …"

The teen looks at him with a trouble look on his face. "I don't know. Both of them have my favorite dish in them. It's really hard to choose. What do you think Yzak?" he asked Yzak, who was standing in front of him.

"What differences does it make?" Yzak answered with a scowl on his face. "I don't care which meal it is as long as it can fulfill my hunger".

"Cheh! You are no fun at all", he said. The boy was still having a trouble look on his face until an idea popped up. He looks at Dearka with an interesting look. "Dearka, why don't we both take different meal and we share it together?"

"And have my favorite dish taken away by you? No thank you!" Dearka answered.

The orange hair teen began to cling on his arm. "Ah! Come on Dearka. Aren't we best buds?" he begged. "Come on Dearka, please!"

"Dearka, Dearka?" Dearka was brought back to reality when he heard the brunette called his name. She had a worried look on her face. "Are you recalling some of your past memories again?" she asked.

Dearka look zoned out but he smile and gave her a reassuring look that he's feeling better now. "So what meal are you going to take?" he asked as he tried to change the subject. "I know why don't we have both of the meals and share them together? Both of them have your favorite dish in them".

Miriallia smile. "All right! Then I'll have a cup of…"

"A cup of orange juice for this young lady and I'll have a cup of decaf", Dearka said and gave his menu back to the waiter. "That's about it, thank you!"

The waiter bow and took their menu and orders away.

Miriallia pouted, "Why did you order an orange juice for me? I was going to order their famous cappuccino".

Dearka was surprised to see her pout like a five-year-old. "You have just recovered from your fever Miriallia-san", he sighs. "It's the best for you to consume more vitamins and minerals to build up your immune system. You are running late on one of your photo collections, aren't you?" The brunette's shocking look confirmed his answer. "So, when is the dateline for your final hand in?"

"The official date is not confirmed yet but I think its somewhere around this month", she answered. "Do you think you can give me a hand Dearka?"

"I am helping you by keeping you healthy and active so that the people that care about you wouldn't worry too much", he said.

Miriallia pouted again and said, "That's not much of a help".

She sighs when the waiter brought them their drinks. Miriallia thanked him and stir her orange juice as she continues to brainstorm for more ideas. Keeping you healthy and active so that the people that care about you wouldn't worry too much, she thought with a smile. And that's when an idea struck her. "The people that care about you and the people you care about. That's it!" she exclaimed suddenly.

Dearka was shocked and choked from his hot drink. He looks at the brunette and saw that she was filled with excitement. "Ms. Miriallia, are you feeling alright?" he asked.

"Alright? I'm feeling pumped up right now and it's all thanks to you Dearka", she said with a smile. He was confused by her words. "Thanks to you, I've finally found my next theme for the collections", she said. "I'm sorry but can be postponed our outing today Dearka? I really wanted to discuss this with my manager".

Even though he was look forwards to their outing together but after seeing how excited she is about her work he was happy for her. Dearka quickly replaced his disappointment with a smile. He nodded as his answered and she thanked him.

Both of them enjoy their lunch with some light conversation. Dearka took this chance and told Miriallia about him helping out at the Morgenroete faculty and training facilities. Miriallia was surprised at first but after Dearka explain his reason for accepting the offer, which is a way for him to earn his living and trying to recover part of his memories; she smiled and accepted his decision. He also promised her that he would be back for dinner, since he's the one that makes them.

Dearka drove Miriallia back to her manager's company after their lunch out. He stops by the entrance for her to get off. "Will you be back for dinner today Ms. Miriallia?" he asked before she close the door.

Miriallia turned around and said, "Of course! I wanted to finished the draft idea and present it to her as soon as I can. Will you give me a hand with the draft Dearka?"

"If it would lighten my living loan then I comply with her majesty's command", he said and did a half bow. Both of them enjoyed a laugh at his cheesy line. "That line is cheesy, isn't it?" Miriallia nodded. "I better be off then before the security drives me out. I'll see you tonight then. Be careful while you drive at night Ms. Miriallia".

The brunette nodded. "You too be careful at where you are driving". Both of them said their goodbyes and Dearka drove his car back onto the highway.

Dearka took a short detour by the supermarket for his hunt for the raw material that he's going to use for his dinner tonight. He smiled when he saw his load and went to pay at the cashier and leave the supermarket.

"Man, I couldn't believe that they actually have the famous 'Organ Farm' beef steak. And it was on the half-price sales list. Tonight is going to be a feast for sure", he said with a grin. "I wonder would this look like I'm trying to celebrate something. Ms. Miriallia never likes this sort of things and I'm sure she would be asking me a lot of stuff tonight when she comes home. I better keep the receipt just in case". Dearka found the receipt and kept it in his wallet for a safe keeping.

Dearka was really happy and proud of his hunt today until he heard a familiar melody. "What is this … melody?" he asked as he looks around for the source of the melody.

He felt nostalgic yet anxious as he kept on looking for the source. He wanted to find this melody but he does not know why. He came to a stop when he found the source of the melody; it was from a musical instrument shop.

"Can I help you with anything sir?" the shop owner asked.

The shop owner surprised Dearka when he heard his voice. He looks at the shop owner with a puzzled look and said, "Um, can I know what the name of this melody is called, the one that your shop is playing."

"Ah! This melody's name is called 'Theme of Friendship'. It is one of the five themes of Nicol Amalfi's personal collection", the shop owner said. "Do you want to listen it sir?"

"Eh! Sure, if it's not too much of a trouble", he said.

"Not at all sir! Please come this way", the shop owner said. He directed Dearka to the music studio and told him to have a seat while he gets everything set up. The shop owned pressed the play button and left the room once he's done. "Please enjoy".

Dearka's body began to relax as he listens to the melodies and slowly, he began to see images from his past again.

"What pleasant melodies", Dearka said as he shut his eyes as he enjoys the melodies.

"Ah! … is truly a prodigy in music", the orange hair teen said. "The 'theme of spring' signifies the day me all met and our beginning in our military career during the spring. New beginnings, new bonds, everything had been filled with a brand new scent. I think that's what it means".

The first melody ends and … looks at them with a smile. "This is just the first piece. I hope you all will listen to all of them till the end", he said.

"Of course!" Athrun said.

"Hey, what are best buds for. Besides, we are the first one to listen to your newest work", Dearka said with a sly smile. "Too bad the grump didn't come though".

"Who cares about that grouch anyway?" the orange hair teen said. "He really should have set his pride aside. He is really missing this big time".

The green hair teen laughs. "I think I'll give him a copy when it's published", he said. "Shall I continue now? Hope there no more interruption". He looks at both Dearka and the orange hair teen.

"We promised no more interruption. Right Dearka?" the orange hair teen asked and looks at Dearka and he nodded.

The green hair teen smiled and continues with his playing. The next theme was called the 'Theme of Rain'. None of them could put it into words of their emotions when they listened to the piece. Dearka swallowed a lump in his throat as his friend continues with his next piece on the piano to be played, the 'Theme of Separation'. Dearka do not know why but it seems that this melody signifies their separation in the future. Tears began to wield up at the corner of his eyes.

Athrun gave him a piece of tissue to wipe away his tears. Dearka mouth a thank you to not disturbed the pianist and took the tissue from his friend's hand.

The fourth piece was fairly simple. The 'Theme of Friendship'. The song brought back all the memories of the past several years of their life. Dearka blinked furiously was his tears threatened to spill again. His emotions were whelming up inside of him as he felt things that he'd never thought he would.

The green hair teen placed the final piece on the piano to be played. Dearka and his friends sat there quietly listening to the melody, the unspoken message that the pianist wanted to tell them. Then, one by one, Dearka's tears silently fell from his violet eyes. He didn't sob or weep, but allowed the tears to fall freely as his heart finally heard the unspoken messages. Truly, the piece was the Theme of Tears.

The pianist took a deep breath and look at his comrades and he was surprised to see that a few of them were crying. "I guess my music has been brought through", he joked.

All of them laughed and some of them still have tears in their eyes as they exit the room.

The images stop when Dearka heard the beeping sound from the hi-fi player. He opened his eyes and felt that his face was wet with his tears. It seems that he did cry while he was listening to the track CD. He quickly wipes his tears dry and left the room.

The shop owner saw Dearka came out. "So what do you think sir about the CD?" he asked.

"I'll have one of the track CD please", Dearka said.

"Thank you for the purchase sir", the shop owner said. "Please wait by the counter while I get it packed up for you".

Dearka nodded and left the shop owner to do his job. He sat by the counter near the cashier and wait for his purchase. The name of the pianist sound familiar to him.

"Nicol Amalfi", he whispered.

== Continue in chapter 8 ==

A/N: Wow, two flashbacks in one day and no headache at all. I guess Dearka is getting better when he's staying with Miriallia. I wonder will he remember who the people is in his flashback, and what will he do when he found out about their death? If you want to know as much as I do, please stay tune and wait for the next chapter. Please, please review and tell me what you think of this chapter. I'm desperately calling in reviews! Anyway, hope you like this chapter. I'll try to update as soon as I can when my server is not down.