A Series of Unfortunate Events
Chapter 3
foureyesfreak27
Summary: Post-GSD. In which a bachelor's party was destined to go downhill from the start…
Disclaimer: I do not own GS/GSD.
Character(s): Kira Yamato, Athrun Zala, Dearka Elsman, Yzak Joule, and Shinn Asuka.
Warning: This chapter has not been fully proofread yet. Please excuse any grammatical errors.
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October Seven, October City PLANTs
The Hut, Billiard, Bar and Lounge
Yesterday; 1852 hours
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"How in the world did Dearka managed to persuade Yzak into drinking?" Athrun wondered out loud in amazement. His eyes cannot believe what they were seeing. The said silver-head was chugging down the umpteenth glass of beer—he had lost track of count after his sixth glass—and was surprisingly still holding against this blonde friend.
"Is it even legal to be drunk at this time?" Shinn asked, curiously. The youngest one in the group seldom drinks out at night, hence, his lack of knowledge about pubs and bars. He had wisely decided to keep it on the down low proclaimed to be the designated sober ally in the group. The Destiny pilot figured that out of the five of them, he would most likely be the one who would survive the night with his memories still intact by tomorrow.
The Ultimate Coordinator shook his head in disagreement. "I'm not worried about Dearka. I'm more worried about Yzak. From the looks of it, he has very low tolerant of alcohol." Kira professed, looking quite worried for their silver-haired companion. Both Athrun and Shinn nodded in agreement.
The three men were sitting on the farthest side of the bar peacefully slipping their drinks as they witnessed the crowd hovering around their other two male companions across the bar. They shrewdly decided to opt out of the drinking match and discreetly watch from afar, witnessing their prideful fair-headed friend go head to head with the barely sober blonde Coordinator.
"Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!" The energetic crowd encouraged chantingly as they boisterously laughed at the two men binging their drinks.
The silver-haired sloppily grabbed hold of another full glass and raised it up. "Imp gnot gonna rose to vou, Elshman," Yzak slurry vowed, determinedly. By the looks of it, their silver-haired companion was about to pass out any minute now. But his shirr will to prevail had his body stubbornly complied with his wish. His flushed face and hazy eyes were telltales of his drunken state, and it was still and wonder to his friend how he could still manage to keep up with the enigmatic blonde.
Dearka chuckled humorously. "Well, there, buddy! I'm surprised you're holding it off for this long," the blonde Captain confessed, smirking his trademark smirk. He chugged down a glass of beer and slammed the glass back down, wiping his mouth with the back of his dominant hand. "But sorry, Yzak. I'm going to win this battle." Unlike Yzak, Dearka has a very high tolerant of alcohol. Amongst the company, the blonde frequent the bars on weekends with the other members of the Joule Squadron to celebrate their survival of another long torturous week they'd withstand under Yzak's command. It was a no brainer that Dearka has the confident to win and his three other very sober companions had to agree with his bold statement.
"I believe this is Dearka's ploy to loosen up Yzak," Athrun muttered observingly as he frowned. A smart tactics for Dearka's part but he honestly pitied the poor silver-haired for falling for the trick.
Kira frowned at the possible reason. "That's not nice." Although they may be Coordinators, they are still human. Although the liver, a human's viable organ, can hold so much liquor intake by its owner, it's not something that can be taken advantage of regardless of genetic makeup.
"Should we stop them, Commander?" Shinn suggested. Although he may find it a bit amusing, seeing the 'Slave Driving Demon' quite drunk, he couldn't bear to see the prideful man fall pitifully from drinking excessively. Oh, how'd he pay to see the looks on the Joule Team faces if they see their demonic commander in this state, it's almost comical.
Kira had long given up on correcting his subordinate about addressing him so formally. He merely shook his head once again. "No, I believe if we intervene, Yzak is just going to go berserk on us."
"I value my life too much to let it die in the hands of a drunken Yzak," Athrun jokingly added, taking another sip of his beer.
Shinn sighed out loud. "How did they end up like this anyways?"
"A bar?" Kira parroted as he followed shortly behind the blonde. Everyone else was dutifully following the blonde's leadership as they walked through the busy street of town in October Seven.
"Yes, a bar," Dearka repeated, chuckling at his bewildered expression.
"Why a bar? And this early in the evening?" Athrun warily inquired. He wasn't liking where things were heading. Drinking this early in the evening had already set his siren blaring as a warning in the back of his head.
The silver-head snorted. "For once, I agree with Zala," Yzak piped next to the blue-haired, glaring at the blonde. "Drinking this early defeats the whole purpose of having your definition of 'fun' Elsman."
"Relax, just a few sip to get the energy flowing inside you dead bodies," Dearka assured them with a wink, sending the rest of his companions to a sudden quick stop before continuing on forth.
"I don't usually drink, Captain," muttered the youngest one in the group. Dearka looked at the boy beside him and slung an arm around his neck. A hand knuckled the youngster in the head in which the latter protested with squatting his arm to pry off the blonde's hold.
"Aw, don't you worry buddy, you're gonna thank me later." Shinn only responded with skeptical look but nonetheless he choose to stay silent.
"This is so stupid," Yzak finally remarked angrily. "Are you planning to get us drunk before anything actually happen?"
Dearka quirked a brow towards Yzak. "Someone is impatient."
"I am not impatient!" Yzak roared in protest, following a shade of tint on his face from his heated frustration.
"And angry," he added tauntingly.
"This is stupid, I should've gone home," the silver-haired muttered, turning away from the rest of the company to start walking the opposite direction.
Dearka sighed as he inwardly shrugged his shoulders. "Well then I guess you're a chicken."
The Joule heir froze mid-way. He slowly turned his head to glare darkly at the culprit who insulted him, emitting an ominous aura in which his other companions frighteningly stepped away as the said silver-haired closed his distance from the blonde. "What…did you call me, Elsman?"
"You heard me, Yzak. A C-H-I-C-K-E-N," the Elsman heir repeated tauntingly, smirking at the expression his friend was sending him.
Athrun, Kira, and Shinn did not known whether or not their blonde friend sane enough to warrant off his own death wish. A look of horror surfaced on their faces as the Yzak's mood visibly darkened.
"Hey, Dearka, quit it," Athrun wisely advised him, sending a disapproving look at his blonde friend. Although he finds the blonde rather childish in serious situations, he's certainly pushing Yzak's button.
Dearka paid no heed to Athrun's warning and continued his taunt to the silver-haired. "It doesn't matter. If he's gone, he can't challenge me to a drinking battle."
"A drinking battle?" Shinn echoed in confusion.
The blonde solemnly nodded. "You see, two weeks ago, I took the good ole commander to this bar and we somehow ended up in a drinking battle. And of course, I won. Yzak's is just a sore loser. Man, I was hoping that he'd challenge me again," Dearka playfully sighed in resignation as he cast a knowing look towards the now seething silver-haired.
Yzak stalked closer in front of Dearka and pointed an accusing finger at him. "You! Fine! I challenge you to a drinking battle! If I win—and mark my word I will beat you until you cry your losing ass to the pit of hell—you will be demoted to a desk job for a week!"
The good captain shrugged indifferently, unfazed by the possible consequence of the outcome. "Fine by me, I'd rather be behind the desk than being slave driven by you."
Yzak clicked his tongue in irritation, annoyed that his threat was quickly being dismissed by the idiotic blonde. "Alright then, I will ship you off to Gibraltar Base instead and station you there for a full month and you will be waved from having any vacations," Yzak triumphantly smirked as he fold his arms. With this, he sure will be shaken up. This means no more romantic sappy dates with his Natural girlfriend for a month.
"You wouldn't," Dearka dared, narrowing his eyes as the threat had finally dawned to him.
"Oh, I would," he darkly replied with unrecognizable mischief gleaming in his eyes.
Kira looked back from one Coordinator to the other. "Uh, guys?" he hesitantly called. But the two friends were engrossed with their conversation that they paid no attention to their other three companions.
"It's on, buddy," the blonde challenged, shaking his friend's hand, sealing their agreement. "If I win, I have a week paid leave and you cannot call me back under no circumstances unless it's a state of emergency."
"Fine," Yzak spat. "Deal."
All of the sudden, Yzak turn his dark glare to one of the three ignored companion, noticeably at Athrun. "You, too, Zala!"
Athrun looked confused. "Me?" he parroted.
"Yes you, you dimwit! You're doing this, too! I won't forget the humiliation that you put me through the last time!"
Kira glanced at his best friend in puzzlement. "What does he mean by that?"
Athrun sighed, reminiscing the vague memory of last month's event. Oh, that. In all honestly, he truly had forgotten about it. "Ah, he meant that time."
"What happened last time?" Shinn piped with interest. It was rare to see the said blue-haired looking quite troubled.
"He was visiting Orb with Dearka last month. And Dearka had this grand plan of making Yzak challenge me into a drinking match," he explained to the third party, grimacing at the memory of the outcome.
"You won," Kira stated, venturing the obvious. The hostility in Yzak's demand was not unfathomed by the brown-haired Coordinator.
Athrun reluctantly nodded as he idly scratched a mild itch on his nape. "Yes, I did. Now I'm beginning to regret it since I'm being dragged into this mess."
"If I win, Zala, you will bow down to me! Acknowledge me that I'm better than you!" Yzak roared with determination, pointing an accusing index finger at the blue-haired.
"Um, I'd rather not," the blue-haired muttered in disdain, dismissing the one-sided rivalry.
"You have no say in this, Zala! Come on, Dearka! We're going in!" Yzak heatedly demanded as he stomped inside the pub.
"Alright! Let's get this party started!" The blonde cheered excitedly as he trailed behind the heated silver-haired.
Kira blinked owlishly at the departed men. "Anou, Athrun, I believe Yzak was serious."
The blue-haired Admiral sighed. "You don't say?"
"Why aren't you with them, Athrun?" Shinn inquired, nodding towards the rowdy crowd who was getting obnoxiously louder by the minute.
The Orb Admiral shook his head. "I gave up after halfway through my third glass. Plus, from the looks of it, they were too engross to notice I left."
Ever since they've met at the Academy, Yzak had self-professed himself as Athrun's rival—which was more of a one-sided one—and in everything from graduation ranking to eating a boxful of marshmallows had been a competition for his silver-haired friend. Athrun wisely learned to keep his mouth shut and simply continued to participate in whatever schemes Yzak would make him do. It was rather a tiresome thing to keep up lately as they got older.
A loud celebration was heard from the crowd and the three friends sharply turned their attentions to them.
"Whoo hoo! I won! Take that, Yzak!" Dearka exclaimed in celebration, raising his glass in the air as he stood up from his seat in victory.
A chorus of cheers erupted from the crowd as they congratulate the blonde from his accomplishment. The flushed blonde nodded his head. "Thank you, thank you!" He mocked a few lowly bows to his audience and proceeded to finish his last glass at hand.
"Where is Yzak?" Kira cogitated apprehensively. He instantly got up from his seat and made his way to the rowdy group, pushing people to the side as he tried to find his way towards his unseen blonde friend. Athrun and Shinn hotly trailed behind him.
"Yzak!" Kira gasped. He found the silver-haired commander whose face was flushed red with his head beat on top of the table. From the looks of it, the Joule heir had clearly passed out from the binge drinking. "Shinn! Help me get Yzak up!" His subordinate's underling instinct kicked in and quickly complied for he immediately grabbed the silver-haired by the arms and slung it over his shoulder. With the help of Kira, he haply hauled the fainted man out of the bar. Athrun made it his unofficial job to get hold of his blonde friend who was victoriously celebrating his achievement.
"Dearka!" Athrun hissed sharply. "Get down from there!"
The blonde was too immerse with his current activity—which was tap dancing on top of the table, a hidden skill that Athrun was unaware the blonde possessed —and was enticed by the clamorous horde around him. The blonde happily complied with all the attention that he was receiving and continued on.
"Dearka!" The blue-haired hissed once more in urgent but no response came from the blonde. "That's it, we're getting out of here!" He grabbed the mildly intoxicated blonde by the arm, causing him to lose his balance, and dragged him from the group.
"Aw, c'mon Athrun! It was getting to the good part," he pouted, whiningly.
"Thanks to you, Yzak is practically half dead, we're getting out," Athrun finalized, glaring at the barely drunk blonde who just rolled his eyes.
"Aw, but it was his fault!" he protested.
"I don't care whose fault it was, we are done here!"
"Fine, but we're off to our next stop!" he announced in an ungodly cheer, escaping from Athrun's clutch.
The Orb Admiral sighed in frustration and shook his head, praying that their next destination it wasn't another bar as he reluctantly trailed behind the troublesome blonde.
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Australis Colony, Mars
Outside the Wrecked ZAFT Shuttle
Present Day; 0614 hours, (approx. 13 hours until the wedding)
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"You know, your ship is currently being hunted by the Martian Armed Force." Lowe stated as a matter of factually. The former had helped the four Coordinators escaped from their wrecked ship. The Martian weather was quite different from what they've experienced in PLANTs and in Earth, especially the gravity. The group wisely followed the Natural back to his jeep knowing that their only hope and transpiration in getting out this deserted area was from the latter's aid.
"What do you mean by that?" Kira incredulously asked out loud. The Martian Armed Force? How in the world did they managed to tangle themselves with the Mars Military?
"You do realize that your guys trespassed this area without authority?" It was more of a statement rather than a question. Lowe looked at the Coordinators with a quirked brow, waiting for any explanation.
The Coordinators blinked. That's right, they've trespassed to a neutral nation. Considering how none of them had any close acquaintances in the Martian Council or any high ranking officials for that matters, it will cause a hefty dilemma. Especially since they're soldiers.
Now how are they supposed to explain their situation to the Martian's leader? Like they'll believe the true story of how four drunken high ranking officials of the ZAFT and Orb Military Forces just happened to stole a ship and crash landed in their territory without any recollection of their journey. Sure, that'll boot them off to jail and be demoted of their ranks in their respective military.
"So what should we do?" Kira inquired worriedly. If this means some diplomatic chaos then he'll definitely feel guilty of putting Lacus in a difficult position.
"No worries, Kira. I'm sure if we go to the Martian Council, we can sort it out. The Supreme Leader is a Coordinator after all," Lowe reminded them.
"Right," he muttered at the reminder.
"In the meantime, do you guys have anywhere to go? Like any friends you can crash?"
"Well considering we've crash landed, we aren't quite welcome here, Natural," Yzak remarked flatly.
"I see. Well why don't you guys rest over at my place? I'm sure you all must be famished. And I do have some painkillers for your headaches." He examined the hangovers individuals behind him once more and winced. "And I believe you'll be needing to shower since you guys have paint all over you. And some new clothes."
Kira gave his Natural friend a grateful smile. "We appreciate your hospitality, Lowe."
"I'm glad to help," the rusty-haired friend grinned cheekily. "I just wonder how in the world did you guys managed to crash in Mars of all places."
"Oh, crap," Athrun muttered out of the blue, mentally slapping himself.
"What is it, Athrun?" Dearka queried, looking at the blue-haired Coordinator who stopped trailing behind them.
"I remembered."
"Remembered what?" Kira prompted with interest.
"How we got that stupid ship to end up here. And if my memory served me correctly, I believe we sort of shipped Shinn somewhere on Earth…"
"Explain, Zala," Yzak commanded in a condescending tone. Athrun didn't have the energy in fighting back, instead he just nodded and continued to explain his reminiscent of their escapade.
"Well… I don't exactly remembered how we got the shuttles, all I remembered was how we got shot down...from what I can recall…"
"Haha! I can't believe we did it! We actually stole the shuttle!" Dearka bawled out in disbelief.
A drunken Athrun wobbled his way towards Kira who was carelessly piloting the ship. "You 'kay, Kira?" Athrun sloppily asked his friend, patting him on the shoulder.
An intoxicated Kira stole a glance next to him. His incomprehensively vision was blurring his best friend's image before him. "Athrun! Hi! I'm fine! You see! I'm driving!" He said in an ungodly cheering voice.
"Where's Asuka?" Yzak hazily wondered out loud.
"Oh, Shinn? I shipped him off to somewhere with the other shuttle." Dearka explained, smirking at the memory of practically throwing the young soldier inside the shuttle alone.
The intoxicated silver-haired commander slowly nodded, not quite comprehending the information. "To where?"
"Somewhere on Earth. He told me to surprise him so I activated the autopilot for the shuttle to ship his drunken self somewhere fun!" Dearka slurred happily.
"Say where are we heading anyways?" Athrun inquired as he sloppily sat himself to the seat next to Kira.
The Ultimate Coordinator glanced at the GPS. "Hmm, I dunno, but right now this ship was supposedly heading towards…Mars?"
"Alright! Head over there buddy! I've never been to Mars before!"
Kira saluted the blonde with a tipsy grin. "You got it, Dearka!"
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Everyone went silent.
"…S-o, what happened after that?" Kira cajoled, breaking the quiet atmosphere.
"Um, well, I believe we were chased by the Martians soon after," Athrun sheepishly confessed.
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"This is the Martian Armed Force! ZAFT Air Shuttle ZT713 we implore you to halt all combats and quickly disembark from your ship! If you fail to comply with our wish, we will utilize our force!"
"Go! Go! Go!"
"Ahahaha! Eat that, motherfucka!"
"How the hell did we do that?"
"I dunno, but this is fun!"
"I repeat, ZAFT Air Shuttle ZT713, you have trespassed into an unauthorized Australis Colony territory. Please stop all activity and disembark your ship this immediately!"
"What did he say?"
"Something about territory."
"I dunno but keep dodging, buddy!"
"Kira, drive properly damn it!"
"Once again, halt your action and cooperate with us ZAFT Air Shuttle ZT713! We are not afraid to utilize our weapons against you!"
"Hey! I think they said to keep going? Something about weapons and stuff?"
"Whoa, nice move there, Kira!"
"Who are they and why are they after us?"
"Is this part of your plan, Dearka?"
"I dunno, but this is one hell of a ride!"
"This is your last chance! I repeat, this is your last chance to surrender ZAFT Air Shuttle ZT713! Or else we will use force against you!"
"Goddamn it, leave us alone!"
"Who the hell are they anyways?"
"Too slow idiots!"
Boom!
"Aw, shit, did they just took a shot at us?"
"What the hell is their problem?!"
"Stop hovering over me, damn it!"
Boom!
"Tch! They're shooting at us! Holy crap!"
"Damn Elsman! Stop shouting in my ear!"
"They missed!"
"No, you idiot, they hit the raft!"
"Whoa, look at that hole."
Boom!
"Shit, did they just shot the engine?"
"Zala, get off of me!"
"I'm losing control guys!"
"Hey watch out for that mountain!"
"Stop distracting me!"
"Ow, that was my foot, you dumbass!"
"You stop shoving!"
"Hey, quit that!"
"Guys, stop distracting me!"
"Kira, WATCH OUT!"
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Athrun glanced at his friend after telling his story. The three Coordinators stared at the blue-haired flabbergasted at what they just heard.
"Holy shit," was all Dearka could say as he blinked owlishly. "Are you serious?" His voice laced with disbelief.
"Did we really just had a fleet of Martian Armed Force tailing us?" Yzak muttered to himself in a clipped tone.
"Oh, wow," Lowe managed to say after hearing the story. "That's one hell of a story, man."
"So, what do we do now?" Kira coyly asked. He felt like kicking himself. He still couldn't believe that that event actually happened. Somehow, the guilty conscience within him was eating him up. He now vaguely recalled yesterday's fiasco.
"Well now we should head over to my place and get you clean up." Lowe gulped as he anxiously scratched the back of his nape, dreading to say the next step. "And then we'll visit the Martian Council to justify your actions."
The four Coordinators merely nodded in agreement for they too were speechless and mutely followed the Natural inside his vehicle.
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Shortly after the boys cleaned up, Lowe had left along with Kira and Athrun to sort out the mess that they were in, leaving Dearka and Yzak at his place. Kira adamantly asserted Yzak that he should be the one who negotiate with the Martian Council and explain to their leader what happened since the whole fiasco was about him. Athrun tagged along since he was part of the Orb Military and wanted to assure them that Orb was by no means starting anything with the Martians. Yzak insisted on coming with but Kira somehow managed to convince his silver-haired friend to rest for he was the one who suffered the most from excessive drinking amongst the four of them.
"I can feel you staring at me, Dearka," Yzak muttered darkly, his eyes never leaving the book that he found on top of the coffee table that caught his interest earlier.
Dearka blinked, snapping out of his bold gawking at Yzak's right side appearance. "Ah, was I staring at you again? Sorry, buddy. It's just…wow. I'm awed by your boldness. I would have never thought that you'd be the type to get piercings, Yzak."
This was why he wanted to come with, Yzak bitterly thought to himself. If he were to go with the others earlier, he wouldn't be stuck alone with the troublesome blonde who irked the living crap out of him right this moment.
Something inside the silver-haired snapped. He glared menacingly at the blonde beside him. He knew that sooner or later he'd snap at his friend but right the said blonde pushed his button way too far. "You…you…THIS IS ALL YOUR GODDAMN FAULT!"
The tanned blonde's eyes widen and inched away from the enraged Coordinator. "My fault? How is you getting an ear pierced my fault?" He echoed incredulously.
After being friends with the Joule heir for as long as he could remember, Dearka should be immune to Yzak's pugnacious behavior, especially when angered. But when being accused on something he didn't commit—or have any recollection of doing—he can't help but to retaliate defensively.
"I vaguely recall anything last night, let alone agreeing to get piercings!" He cantankerously seethed, pointing at the revolting objects on his ear. "This! Why would I get these stupid things on my ear?! There's only one person to blame here and it is you!"
Dearka furrowed his brows in annoyed. "Now wait just a minute, Yzak. Just because I planned this out, does not mean that your mistakes are my fault."
Before the group left, Kira wisely advised Dearka to not mention the red tattoo that was presently on Yzak's face. They believed that if it were to be brought up or even mentioned, the silver-haired would go berserk and kill them all. Dearka wholeheartedly agree, for he valued his life and would not face the wrath of his commanding officer. Athrun, Kira, and Dearka all agreed to bring it up once they arrive to PLANTs safely. Judging by how the silver-haired react to his newly piercings, he was not thrilled let alone amused by the newly additions to his body. And to be quite frank, the Joule heir was oblivious that he bore a tattoo on his face and his three companions would like to keep it that way for a temporary duration before they go home. Besides, ignorance is a bliss.
"This was all your stupid idea. I can't believe we're stuck in this situation," Yzak bitterly remarked.
"Hey now, I may be the reasoned behind us being drunk, but it was not my plan for us to somehow wind up in Mars," the blonde retorted, slightly getting angered by the accusation.
Yzak prompted stood up, his book was long forgotten as it slipped down to the floor. He clenched his fist as the boiling anger escalated faster inside. It was already too late for his body worked faster than what his mind could processed. "Bastard!" He launched a fast punch onto the blonde's face. Dearka may be a Coordinator, but being caught off guard and let alone fighting against another Coordinator made it virtually impossible to dodge the attack.
"Son of a bitch! What was that for?!" Dearka screeched in mixture of anger and disbelief. He cupped his newly bruised eye as he glared at the blonde with his good one.
"Oh shut the hell up, would you? You deserve it!"
Within a millisecond, the blonde retaliated and with his genetically enhanced speed he fist a hand and knuckled punch the silver-hair on his right eye.
"Goddamn it, Elsman?! What the hell?!"
"That's for punching me in the face, you asshole! Did you ever think that I already don't feel like shit right now?! Hell, one of us went AWOL for all I know and thanks to this crap, Kira and Athrun had to diplomatically reason with the Martian Council to justify this all! I'm sorry! There I said it! I'm sorry for putting us in this stupid situation! I suck at leadership! There! I admit it! But if you for one second think that I'm not liable for my actions then think again! I'm a goddamn soldier just like you and I am not stupid to not know if it's not my fault so cut the crap!"
As much as Yzak hates to admit, he was rendered speechless by the bold sincere concession that Dearka had said. For as long as he's been friends with the blonde, he had always been the jester of the squad. He would always remind calm, joke in the ungodly awkward situations, and remain apathetic towards duties as a captain. Seldom did he ever lose his temper and composure and right now was one of the rare moments he's witnessing Dearka's vulnerability. He recalled a memory of a time when his blonde friend had been dangerously calm when a Coordinator had attacked his Natural girlfriend out on the street. Although the war was long over, the hatred between the Naturals and the Coordinators was still seldom lingering in the world. Fortunately, the police force had made it just in time to stop the blonde from beating up the Coordinator to plump and the fact that he was in a civilian attire was a bonus since he was off duty as a ZAFT soldier. Yzak had ordered the blonde to be on a week period leave to allow him to spend time with his traumatized girlfriend. It was the first time Yzak had seen the vulnerability the blonde had possessed regarding his loved one.
A long pause fell between the two friends as they gathered their composure together.
"Next time you tried to intentionally get me drunk, warned me beforehand," Yzak said, breaking the silence. A subtle form of his apology to his blonde friend. As much as he was a hot-tempered person, he was thoroughly stubborn and that includes a trait of hating to admit when being wrong.
Dearka understood the ambiguity of the statement for he had been with the silver-haired for as long as he could remember. It was a sorry excuse of an apology but an apology nonetheless, especially since it was coming from the silver-had. It was an unspoken compromise that the silver-head was willing to make. A cheekily grin grew on Dearka's lips. "Will do, buddy. Oh, and Yzak?"
"Hn," the silver-head deadpanned.
"You punch like a girl."
Within a blink of an eye, the blonde was pugnaciously pummeled down on his back. The blonde quickly nursed his injured jaw after yelping out loud as he was caught off guard.
Yzak smirked in satisfaction. "Not much of a girlish punch was that now, huh?"
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"Thank goodness they understood," Kira sighed in relief. "I thought that they were going to retaliate thinking that ZAFT had attack them."
Lowe nodded in agreement. "It's a good thing that majority of the Martians are Coordinators. They wanted to know why a ZAFT ship would enter their premises without any authorization. Unfortunately for you, they've contacted and informed ZAFT Military Headquarters about this."
Kira winced at the reminder. "Yes, I'm well aware. I just hope that the Martian Council rectify their claims and inform the Headquarters that they shouldn't be alarmed."
"I'm sure they did. After all, you did explained to them that this was not a military activity," Athrun added in.
The three of them were heading back to Lowe's apartment after an hour of consulting with the Martian Council assuring them that it was neither a terrorist attack nor a ZAFT attack. It was quite a long justification of both Athrun, who was an Orb Admiral, and Kira, who was a ZAFT Commander, but nevertheless with Lowe Guele as their witness, they were able to leave without another fuss.
"What happened to the both of you?" Athrun asked, looking bewildered at the two friends who were sitting on the couches nursing from what it looks like bruises on their faces with ice packs. Dearka was aimlessly flipping through channels while Yzak was lounging the other couch preoccupying himself with a book.
"Nothing," they both simultaneously remarked, looking quite grim.
"It was all a misunderstanding," Dearka added, wincing in pain as he sit up from his slouching form.
"That led to us having black eyes," Yzak seethed in irritation, putting aside his book.
Athrun and Kira gave quizzical looks to one another. "How did this happened?" Kira asked.
"A mildly misunderstanding on my part which led to something physical," the blonde explained with an inwardly shrug. "So how did it go?"
"It went well. They grant us a temporary stay until we are able to get out soon. Which we are considering that my wedding is today," Kira flatly answered with a sigh.
"Well we'll make it," Yzak adamantly assured the soft brown-head. "Just let me nurse my bruised eye first then we can get the hell out of this unpleasant place."
The only Natural snickered. "Don't worry about your eye, besides, I'm sure people will be distracted by something else on your face."
"You're picking a fight, Natural?" Yzak darkly asked, glaring at the rusty-haired.
Immediately, Lowe quickly shook his head in disagreement. "No, no not at all! But you got to admit, that thing looks so cool," he said in awed, eyeing the meticulous work of art on the silver-haired Coordinator's face.
"If you're referring to these stupid piercings, then no. I find it not amusing, the only reason why I haven't taken them off is because they hurt like hell." Yzak deadpanned in irksome, irritated that the shiny things were freely dangling down his ear weighting it heavier than it's ever been.
"Not those, silly. I'm talking about the tattoo!"
Yzak froze. "What? What tattoo?" Icy blue eyes glared menacingly at the friendly Natural.
"You know, that tattoo there, it looks cool on you man! No one will even care if you have a black eye since that thing is on your face!" Lowe complimented, giving the silver-haired man a thumbs up oblivious that the man in question was unaware of the taboo ink that was plastered knowingly on his face.
The three other Coordinators froze in place. Oh, dear god, they forgot to mention to Lowe to not to point out the stupid tattoo to Yzak.
"Where exactly is this tattoo that you're referring to located?"
"Um, uh, you know, the one on your face?" Lowe replied unsurely. He failed to see the others behind Yzak frantically making hand gestures tell him to stop whatever he was saying.
Too late.
The Joule heir picked up the subtle hint and his mood quickly darkened. "Do you happen to have a mirror?" Yzak coolly asked.
Athrun, Dearka, and Kira wasn't so sure if they should be afraid about the silver-haired tone of voice. He was rather calm after being informed that there lied a tattoo on his face. It was…unsettling. Unbeknownst to them, it was a prelude of a storm, most notably from a certain silver-haired.
The rusty-haired Natural blinked. "Uh, yeah, over there." He pointed towards a long vertical mirror that was hang behind a door.
"Um, Yzak, I don't think it's wise…" Kira began.
"Yeah, buddy, there's no tattoo," Dearka forced a laugh.
"Right, Yzak don't bother," Athrun added.
The silver-haired paid no heed to his friends and quickly made his way towards the mirror to seek the truth.
"What…?" Yzak began, looking stunned at the reflection before him.
"I-I'm sure we could do something about it!"
"Y-Yeah! Once we go back, we can have it remove in no time!"
"Y-Yes! So please don't worry about it, Yzak!"
"Plus I got a tattoo myself on my back!" Athrun added in hopes to ease the silver-haired.
"…WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!" He roared in disgust. All three Coordinators along with their Natural friend flinched by the loud voice.
"A TATTOO? A GODDAMN TATTOO? WHOSE BRIGHT IDEA WAS IT TO PUT A DRAGON TATTOO ON MY FACE?!" He fumed angrily.
"Is he always this loud?" Lowe whispered to Kira in awed. How one lone man could projected such loud booming voice would be a wonder to him.
"Well, only when provoked," he answered with a nervous smile.
"Easy now, buddy, we did say that we don't know what exactly happened," Dearka calmly reminded the boiling commander.
"I think he's going to burst," Athrun noted nervously.
"GRAH! DAMN YOU, YOU STUPID DEARKA ELSMAN! I WILL MAKE YOU PAY YOU BASTARD!"
And with that, the Joule heir blindly charged at the blonde in which the latter hid behind the Natural who was rendered in shock. Kira and Athrun once again grabbed hold of their angry friend as they tried to reason with him without inflicting any more damages.
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"Are there any early available shuttles that deports to PLANTs?" Kira asked his Natural friend. The sooner they can get out of here, the better. It was enough that they had to hold back Yzak from killing the blonde. They need to return home. ASAP.
Lowe shook his head sympathetically. "Sorry, Kira. There's practically no shuttles available to go that far right now."
"How about any of the ZAFT bases back on Earth?" Yzak suggested, frowning.
"I'm pretty sure civilians here in Mars don't go visit the ZAFT bases for vacation," Dearka pointed out, rolling his eyes. His friend simply shot a glare at him.
"Well then how about Orb?" Athrun suggested, pondering on the possible thought as he idly rubbed his chin.
"Orb?" Both Kira and Lowe echoed simultaneously, looking at the blue-haired in astonishment.
"Yeah, Orb. Or any neutral countries like the Kingdom of Scandinavia or Equatorial Union? Better yet, the Oceania Union? Since both Naturals and Coordinators live in most of those areas together, I'm sure the Martians have diplomacy with them."
Lowe pondered at the information and nodded in agreement. "That's true."
"Why Orb?" Dearka queried.
"You're forgetting that I am an Admiral of the Orb Union. I'm sure they'll provide us with a shuttle to PLANTs."
The blonde nodded in agreement. "True."
"Well I'll see what I can do, trips are pretty pricey from here to Earth," Lowe said, scratching the back of his head in deep thought wondering how in the world he's going to manage this all.
"You can tab it under my name," Kira added, smiling reassuringly.
Lowe happily grinned. "I'll make arrangements immediately, but I won't guarantee you anything."
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Quintilis Three, Quintilis City PLANTs
Pleasure Island
Yesterday, 1948 hours
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"Why in the world are we going into another bar?" Athrun groaned in chagrin.
Dearka laughed at the expense of Athrun's dismay. "Relax, Athrun. A colleague recommended this place to me."
"What's so special about this place?" Shinn asked, eyeballing the name of the bar with skepticism.
Dearka winked. "You'll find out once we're there."
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"This is not a bar! This is practically a strip club!" Kira exclaimed in disbelief. He had to grab hold of the drunk silver-haired with his other arm since he'd almost dropped him from his momentarily awestruck moment.
The place was crawling with night owls as they danced heatedly on the dance floor. A tint of red shade made its way to Kira's face as he noticed many of the present females' state of dress.
"It's not a strip club, Kira," Dearka assured the brown-haired, folding his arms.
"Then pray tell me, what do you call a place where women who are practically half naked dancing around and serving drinks to men?" Athrun flatly asked, slightly blushing as a female boldly winked at him as she passed by.
"A club," Dearka empathetically answered, shrugging indifferently. "That just so happened to have half-naked girls serving drinks and dancing around."
"Dearka, maybe we should go someplace quieter. Yzak seems like he needs to cool off." Kira wisely suggested, giving his drunk friend a worried look.
"Uh, Commander, I believe Commander Joule is saying something," Shinn said, furrowing his worry brows together.
"Yzak, hey, are you okay?" Kira asked the half drunken man who was nodding his head.
"Let me go," the silver-haired mumbled grumpily whilst his eyes were still closed.
"Yzak," Kira called, looking at his friend with concern.
His friend grunted. "That damn Dearka, I wanna rematch!" Yzak shouted angrily.
"A what?!" Athrun, Kira, and Shinn yelled out simultaneously, eyes bulging out of their sockets.
"I challenged you, Dearka Elsman to a rematch!" The Joule heir slurred bitterly. "This time, I will prevail!"
The Elsman heir burst into a fit of laughter. "Haha! That's the spirit, Yzak!" Dearka cheerfully exclaimed, encouraging the rest with a hand gesture. "Now let's go! I'm surprised that Yzak out of all people would be excited about this than you guys."
"It's because you got him drunk," Athrun deadpanned, giving the blonde a glare, but nonetheless trailed behind the blonde as he led them to an unoccupied table.
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"Well, I guess I win. Again," Dearka announced as he placed his last shot down.
"How the hell are you still sober?" Athrun asked, appalled as he looked at the blonde in wonder. He was well aware the blonde was a heavy drinker, hence his ability to tolerate alcohol so much, but even though he's a Coordinator, shouldn't he still have a limit?
The tanned blonde shrugged as he sly smirked. He propped his chin over his hand as he idly rest his arm against the table. He looked at the blue-head with half lidded eyes. "What can I say? I'm too amazing. Although I might be starting to feel tipsy."
"Well hello there, gorgeous," a sultry voice greeted.
Dearka turned to see a very pretty redhead standing before him. He slowly slouched back at his seat and flashed his trademark smirk at the lady. "And hello to you, too, beautiful."
"You alone?"
"Nope, got my boys with me tonight!" He pointed at his gawking companions—minus Yzak who ran to vomit the alcohol out of his system in the restroom—who were looking at the curvy pretty redhead lady in question with appreciation. "How about you, babe?"
"I'm alone." She knowingly winked. "But I guess not anymore. Considering that there's a gentlemen who should be escorting me to the dance floor."
Dearka raised a brow at her coyly and flirtatious pickup line. "Don't mind if I do." He got up and raised a hand for the redhead to grab hold of. The woman giggled. "I'm Sara."
"And I'm Mr. Wonderful. Later boys!" He bid he rest a goodbye with a wave as he made his way to the dance floor.
"How the hell did he managed to get a babe like her within a second?" Kira wondered out loud in appalled, still gawking at the retreated forms. Shinn didn't say anything for he too was bewitched by the redhead beauty.
Athrun inwardly shrugged as he grabbed an unfinished shot from Yzak's vacant place and chugged the cool liquor down his throat. "It's 'the Dearka Charm', or so I was told before."
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"So, how about we get to know each other personally over at my place?" The redhead, Sara, boldly offered after about fifteen minutes into the dancing.
Dearka shook his head. "Sorry babe, no can do."
The redhead frowned. "Why not? Don't tell me you're already spoken for."
"As a matter of fact, I am. I'm in a happily monogamous relationship with my beautiful girl. Sorry, but if we were to meet in my younger days, I'd total go for you." He winked at the frowning redhead.
She pouted. "Bummer, all the good ones are taken."
Dearka laughed whole heartedly. "How about I make it up to you? You see, I have a few buddies back in my squad who's single and who would love to meet you."
Her eyes widen in surprise. "Oh really? So you're a soldier?"
"Captain, my dear, not just any regular soldier," he corrected her with a wink. "How about we take a picture together so I can send it to my boys back in at the base? I'm pretty sure that the single ones are willing to go for you." He offered, waggling his phone in front suggestively.
The woman inwardly shrugged. "Sure, why not?"
After a few suggestive shots, the blonde quickly sent the pictures to his latest contacts and mischievously smiled. "Awesome, in about a minute, your phone will be exploded with text messages."
"Aren't you a charmer? Well, thanks hotshot, and here's my number, be sure to give this to your boys." She sighed dreamingly.
The blonde cheekily grinned. "Will do, beautiful."
"You know, you're a pretty nice guy. Your girlfriend must be one lucky girl," she genuinely complimented.
"No, I'm the lucky man to have someone like her," he corrected, smiling. He waved a goodbye as he left her on the dance floor looking quite surprised.
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"Uh, Kira?"
"Yes, Athrun?"
"You okay?"
"No, not, really. You?"
"No, not really, too. How about you, Shinn?"
"I am really not feeling comfortable right now."
The three boys were cornered in the middle of the semi-circle lounge table as they look nervously at women who were giving them predatorily gazes.
"Aw, look at them! They're so shy!" A purple haired woman cooed dreamingly.
"I want the cutie at the end!" The brunette boldly claimed, smiling at Athrun who visibly shuddered.
"Why are you guys so far away from us? Come here!" One of them, the short orange-haired, grabbed the nearest one in front of her who unfortunately had to be the greenhorn, Shinn. "There, isn't that better?" She asked, tugging the raven-haired closer to her.
"Uh…no?"
The green-haired woman let out a sultry laugh, swatting a hand at the boy's arm. "My, aren't you a funny one!"
"Um, I appreciate the offer," Kira began uncomfortably, looking warily at the purple-haired who just targeted him, "but I don't think—"
His protest was promptly cut off as the purple-haired woman pulled him off the seat and dragged him to the dance floor. The brown-haired Coordinator looked quite shock, too speechless to say anything. "H-Hey!"
"Loosen up! Let's dance!"
Athrun glanced at his best friend who was reluctantly dragged away in the inevitable impediment. "Kira—"
"Oh don't worry about him, he'll be fine with May!" the brunette lazily half-interested assured the blue-head Coordinator. "Come with me! Let's go dancing, too!"
"H-Hold on!" His protest was a deaf ear to the girl. As a Coordinator, he could easily shake her off but for sure he's not dealing with an ordinary woman but rather a woman who's a Coordinator just like him, which explains the strong grip she has on his arm as he winced in pain.
He stole a glance back at Shinn who was struggling to keep away from orange-head, who was forcibly trying to engulf him in a hug. The raven-haired gave Athrun a pleading look in which Athrun could only return the same expression back to him.
Athrun's guts tells him that this was not going to end well at all for any of them.
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Australis Colony, Mars
Lowe's Apartment
Present Day, 0901 hours, (approx. 10 until the wedding)
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"And now for the news from PLANTs…"
"Turn that television up, would you?" Yzak requested as he took a bite off his toast.
The boys were currently eating their breakfast, courtesy of Kira's cooking abilities and Lowe's hospitality, as they were waiting for their Natural friend to comeback with news regarding their trip to Earth.
Dearka grabbed the nearby remote and raised the volume, also curious about what was going on in PLANTs besides the biggest event of the year, Kira's wedding.
"…Last night in Maius City, five unidentified men caused a rather havoc scene at the Shuttle Terminal…"
"Holy shit," Dearka muttered in awed.
Athrun gaped wide open. "They actually displayed pictures?"
Kira look stunned as his eyes were zeroed in at the pictures displayed on the screen. "Was that really me?"
"…These men were later identified as high ranking officials of the ZAFT Forces and the Orb Military. We believe they were identified as followed; Commander Yzak Joule of ZAFT, Captain Dearka Elsman of ZAFT, Commander Kira Yamato of ZAFT, Lieutenant Shinn Asuka of ZAFT, and finally Admiral Athrun Zala of Orb…"
The screen then switched to displaying five pictures of the identified men. The soldiers stared at the television screen in disbelief.
"Are those…" The blue-haired began.
"Freaking mugshots of us?!" Yzak incredulously screeched, starling everyone as he jumped out of his seat.
"We interviewed an eyewitness that was present at the scene, here is what he had to say."
"I cannot believe what I was seeing! They were clearly drunk! Some of us were really quite shocked. They came barging in the terminal claiming to want to go to Earth…"
"Turn to another goddamn channel, Dearka!"
"What? Why? In case you've forgotten, none of us really recalled what happened last night," Dearka pointed out. "I want to know what happened."
"—my friends saw them outside a bar in Quintilis City! Honestly, I was surprised when hearing that they were kicked out—"
"Currently, these high ranking officials have not been seen after they stole two space shuttles from Maius City last night. Authorities are still figuring out where the two stolen shuttles have launched off to…"
"Breaking News, Miss Lacus Clyne is about to make a press conference regarding the incident…"
"Miss Clyne! What do you think about this—"
"Today is your wedding day—"
"Did Commander Kira Yamato ran off to escape the wedding—"
"Miss Clyne, what do you think about these brawls—"
"Is the wedding still on—"
"Everyone, I apologize for the confusion. But I assure you, the wedding will go on today. I believe our high ranking officials were having a bit too much fun last night. My fiancé, Commander Kira Yamato, had his stag party last night with his comrades. I will take full responsibilities of the damages that were caused from their escapades. I sincerely apologize if they actions had alarmed many of you. I assure you that they were not in the right state of mind…"
"Oh, shoot me now," Kira muttered in humiliation as he covered his face in shame.
"I guess we really need to go back as soon as we can," Dearka mumbled to himself.
"Hey everyone!" A familiar voice boomed followed by the sound of a shutting door behind.
"In the living room!" Athrun called out.
Lowe entered the room with gleam in his eyes as if he'd hit the jackpot. "You guys are in luck."
Kira furrowed his brows together in wonder. "Why is that?"
"Boom!" The rusty-haired Natural presented four papers in front of them. "Your tickets home."
Dearka was the first one to get over his initial shock. His eyes widen in disbelief and relief. "Are you serious?"
The friendly Natural nodded and grinned. "Yup, four tickets to go to Orb. Last ones, too."
Kira went over to embrace the Natural in a brotherly hug. "Gosh Lowe, I really don't know how to repay you."
The friendly Natural waved a dismissive hand and he softly pushed aside the Ultimate Coordinator. "Nah, don't worry about it. I'm just glad to help."
"Why don't you come to the wedding?" Kira suggested. It was the least he could offer the good man after having to help them the whole time they're in this unfamiliar place anyways.
Lowe blinked owlishly in shock. "Are you serious?"
Dearka slung a friendly arm around the Natural. "Yeah! Come with us! You've done so much for us anyways."
"Plus, you've helped sort out the problem with the Martian Armed Forces and the Council, we can't thank you enough," Athrun added with a grateful smile.
"Well I'll be honored to go once I'm done with my work over here," the rusty-haired Natural amiably grinned at his new and old friends. "Your flight leaves in about forty minutes so you guys should prepare."
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Australis Colony, Mars
Shuttle Terminal
Present Day, 0943 hours, (approx. less than 10 until the wedding)
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"Well, at least something went right." Athrun brightly pointed out. He and the rest were boarding the shuttle that will soon take them to their destination. They were making their ways to their designated seats in the back.
"The sooner we get to Orb, the sooner we can get a search team to look for Shinn." Kira said. He was rather feeling quite guilty about abandoning his subordinate. He was the one who invited him so he believed it was his responsibility to look after the red-eyed soldier. "I really feel bad about leaving him alone somewhere."
"Relax, you're forgetting that the kid is a Red Coat Elite. We soldiers are trained to survive in any type of situations." Dearka reminded the worry commander from behind.
Kira solemnly nodded, but still couldn't lift the unease feeling he has lingering inside. "You're right. I sometimes forget that we're soldiers when we're not wearing our uniforms."
The Coordinators located their seats and quickly settled down, Kira sitting next to Athrun while Dearka and Yzak sat behind the two.
"The gravity in this planet is so unpleasant," Yzak dryly commented as he settled himself in his seat.
"Well it's a good thing that we're heading to Earth. At least their gravity is better," his blonde seatmate remarked.
The buzzing sound of the announcer went off. "Good morning, ladies and gentlemen this is your captain, Rey Colt, speaking. We would like to welcome you on board this Air Shuttle Flight GH240 to Buenos Aires, United States of South America—"
Four Coordinators looked stunned as they look at one another.
"…Did he just said what I think he just said?"
"…Buenos Aires…?"
"No, that can't be right. This shuttle is heading to Orb…right?"
"—Flight duration is around two and a half hours to Buenos Aires, United States of South America and we are expecting a fairly smooth flight today.—"
"O-kay, maybe he did say Buenos Aires."
"Goddamn it! There it is again! He said Buenos Aires as in the damn capital of the USSA! Why are we not going to Orb?! What kind of rip off is this?!"
"Didn't that Junk Guild dude said that this shuttle was heading to Orb?"
"He did, but maybe we accidently entered the wrong shuttle."
"—Once again we thank you for choosing to fly with us today and we hope you enjoy your flight."
"Excuse me, miss!" Kira called out. Perhaps they must've entered the wrong shuttle. It's best to tell someone before they take off. A red-haired stewardess caught his attention and immediately made her way towards the group.
"How can I help you gentlemen today?" She kindly offered with a smile, hovering over the seat.
"Did that senseless captain say that this stupid shuttle was heading to the goddamn USSA?!" The silver-haired barked in anger before Kira could answer.
The stewardess visibly flinched at the tone of voice. Clearly she was not anticipating to be yelled at by one of the gentlemen. Kira lightly glared at Yzak for the outburst.
"Ah, ignore him, miss. He tends to get really aggravated especially when we're about to take off." Athrun explained with a dismissive hand gesture.
"I am not—"A hand promptly stopped any more verbal harassment from the Joule heir.
"Yeah, you see our friend here gets very bad motion sickness so do excuse his rudeness." The blonde awkwardly laughed, tightening his hold on his silver-haired friend.
"Ump!" The silver-haired muffled, struggling to get loose from the tight grip. He dangerously glared at the blonde who was holding him down.
"Oh, o-kay then, would he like an airsickness bag?" the stewardess hesitantly offered, glancing questionably at the red face silver-haired in question.
"Ah, thanks alright. He'll be fine soon. But getting back on topic, I believe my friends and I are in the wrong shuttle, miss." The brown-haired Coordinator explained furrowing his brows anxiously.
"Hmm, that's unusual. We don't normally allow passengers without a boarding ticket to the shuttles. It's highly irregular for some occurrences like this to happen. May I see your ticket, sir?"
Kira reached for his ticket inside his pocket and handed to the woman. The woman graciously accepted the ticket and examined the piece of paper.
"Well according to the ticket here, you are in the correct shuttle, sir." The stewardess calmly retorted.
"What? That can't be possible! We purchased the tickets going to Orb, not the USSA!" Dearka protested in frustration. Clearly nothing was going as planned and everything was taking the wrong turn by the minute.
"This is what the ticket says, sir." The stewardess showed Kira his ticket and pointed at the reference. In fine bolded words, the statement was loud and clear;
Flight from Australis Colony, Mars to Buenos Aires, United States of South America
Kira blinked owlishly, staring at the piece of paper before him. Athrun looked beside Kira's shoulder while Yzak and Dearka hovered behind his seat to see with the latter releasing the silver-haired from his hold. "You've got to be kidding me," Dearka mumbled under his breath.
The Joule heir gritted his teeth in anger, attempting to keep his anger at bay but with no vail.
"We need to get out of here," Athrun muttered, annoyed by their futile attempt in getting out of the red planet.
"I'm afraid you cannot do that, sirs," the stewardess said, sympathetically. "The hatch is already closed and this shuttle is about to take off in less than two minutes so I suggest you gentlemen buckle in your seatbelts."
Yzak took deep breathes before glaring ahead, in which the poor stewardess just so happened to be in his line of vision and went pale. "Oh, that Natural is so dead."
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"Achoo!" Lowe loudly sneezed, rubbing his nose with a finger.
"You okay there buddy? You're not getting sick aren't you?" His friend asked, worried. The Natural and the rest of the Junk Guild in Mars were salvaging some parts from the ZAFT shuttle that Kira and his friends were in.
"Nah, maybe someone was talking about me," Lowe jokingly remarked, chuckling. As a Natural, he prided himself for almost never getting sick. It's too troublesome to deal with recovering if you're on your own anyways.
His comrade laughed wholeheartedly. "Sure, who would talk about you anyways?"
"Hey, by the way Lowe did you managed to get the tickets for us?" Another junk guild member asked.
"Tickets? Tickets for what?" Lowe wondered as he placed a totalled object inside a bag.
"You know, to go to USSA? Unlike you, we don't pilot any Gundams. We needed those tickets to meet up with some Junk Guild members over there," his comrade reminded him, half smiling.
"Oh! Right here they are." The rusty-haired dug inside his back pocket to grab the purchased tickets.
"Thanks!" He graciously took the tickets. After examining the tickets for a minute, the man frowned. "Um, Lowe?"
"What's up?"
"How come these tickets said 'United Emirates of Orb'?"
"What?"
"Yeah, here, have a look." The man gave the tickets back to Lowe in which the latter looked at the perplexing tickets with a confused look.
His eyes quickly scanned the paper and frowned. "Aw, crap." Now he realized why he had sneezed earlier. He mentally kicked himself.
"What's wrong, Lowe?"
"I think…I just gave them the wrong tickets."
"Give who what wrong tickets?" The man echoed with a quizzical look.
The Natural groaned in dismay, feeling the chills going down his spine and shivered involuntarily. "That silver-haired Coordinator is going to kill me."
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A/N: Wow, I can't believe I wrote a chapter this long. Again, I wasn't so sure about this chapter. My eyes and fingers were hurting by the time I started on this author's note. I like barely edit this so again, please excuse my crap-ola grammar for I shall edit them when I have the time. I hoped you guys like this chapter! Hehe, yeah I shipped them off to South America, sue me. I wanted them to experience more adventures on Earth, considering that they've done the wackiest things back in PLANTs. Next chapter I'll write how Yzak and Athrun got their tattoos and of course how our favorite commander got his shiny piercings! And, of course, how they managed to steal two shuttles from Maius City, how they got painted on, and how Shinn got separated from the rest :D Oh! And the scene where they're in the club, I'll expand it more in the next chapter, too!
Just to make it clear, I have no idea if the places I mentioned actually existed in the PLANTs colonies, they're purely from my imagination. Especially with the Mars Colony. I have no idea if they have a military force let alone a Council.
I wanted the boys to go to an underrated territory like the USSA, since from what I've read, they are a nation without any armed forces and were quite bullied by the Atlantic Federation for sometimes.
And about Yzak and Dearka fighting. I've always seen how Yzak would insult Dearka on numerous occasions and Dearka would be the friend who would tease and try to calm him down. But I believe everyone has their breaking point when they're accused of something they didn't commit. Although Dearka has quite the patience when dealing with Yzak, he's still human so he's bound to be fed up once in a while.
In addition, this story isn't going to have many chapters. Hence, the length of every chapter I've written so far. This story is supposedly like a one-shot series. So I believe this story is going to be finish in let's say, three more chapters? Maybe four or five I don't know but what I know is that this story is not going to be more than ten chapters.
Ah, I'm rambling again! Sorry! But anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please let me know what you think by reviewing! Until next time!
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Blackberrymint- Haha aww, I'm glad you liked it! I might possibly write a one-shot about their adventure. I honestly have no idea what the girls could have done in one night! Thanks for the suggestions! I really like the second idea you've suggested! Be on the lookout of it next chapter! And I used part of your idea from your first suggestion! Wait till you see how they react!
Lenora Jime- LOL! Honestly, I made it up within a minute! I'd figure although the boys were attending a Military Academy, they must've done something fun and wild since after all they do have Dearka in their group ;D I'm glad you like Yzak's side story! I had so much fun writing it! I've been thinking about writing a short story about those two as soon as soon as I'm done with this story!
Fhkes- Haha! Don't worry about Shinn! I can assure you even though that boy tends to do rash things, he's incapable of killing himself in the wilderness (Did I spoil it?).
Maria-Reynne- Aw! Thank you! Haha we'll see :D Knowing Kira, he'll put aside his priority (wedding) and place finding Shinn as his main one instead. Their biggest mission right now is to find a way to go home (after finding Shinn) and make it in time for the wedding. Who knows, maybe or maybe not they'll make it or even show up? ;D I haven't really think about making any chapters regarding the girls' party. I might possibly write one later in the future.
GreenFire- Aw thank you so much! Haha I'm planning on writing a short story about those two soon :D I'm glad you like the story so far!
Tinylittlerobots- Haha yes! Yzak's a demon! I'd figure Shinn would respect Kira a lot since Kira was the one who encouraged Shinn to join him at the end of GSD. :D Dearka is by far my favorite character to write! Yes, I agree with you, Sai and Kuzzey are underrated. At first, I was about to add them to the story but then I realized that I don't really know how they would react to situations like these T.T So I'd figure since they're probably busy with their careers back on Earth, they would most likely turn down the invite. But not to worry! They'll be at the wedding (if there's still a wedding ;P) I'm teasing you aren't I?
Guest- Thanks for reviewing! I will try my best in finishing this soon! :D