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Gah, that took too long! Hahaha.
So, I'm SUPERLY NOT HAPPY WITH THIS CHAPTERR, their becomming rather painful to write. Hopefully the next wont be so hard. lol.
For the chairman's name, sorry. I have NO clue as to how to spell that, and i got something different every time i looked for it...
SO I MADE IT UP.
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Chapter 4: Called You

The hallway was…grander, I suppose…than I had expected it to be. My eyes kept looking at things around the hall that I swear I didn't tell them to. In fact, I didn't have control over much of what I did in this current worried state of mind. Kira was walking beside me, wearing what I would have to say is something between civilian and formal clothing.

He looked almost scared from what I could see in my peripheral vision, his eyes roaming over to me every two seconds. Finding all of my will power, I manage not to look at him- instead, looking towards the floor. I'm not even sure why I'm so determined not to look at Kira…I guess I just think that it would make the mess in my mind worse or something. It probably would too, he would just worry over me if he was to see what I was thinking (and he would somehow see that for sure, he has super powers I swear).

A door looms ahead of me and I take a deep breath to steady myself. This is it; don't make yourself look like an idiot. Both of us pause in front of the door, before Kira is brave enough to open it for me.

"Oh! Shit-face is here!" Yzak is staring at me, Dearka looming behind him. It's been so long since I last saw them, but yet nothing has changed, physically at least. Dearka, however, looks a bit sad or shy or something (I decide to wait until later to ask about that). Yzak on the other hand, is beaming.

"like a little kid on Christmas..." I can't help but mumble to myself as I note his expression. "Something special going on here Jule?"

He laughs and hugs me. Yeah, I know. HUGS ME. I think I just mentally pissed myself.

"I beat you!" the smile on his face grows (If possible).

"beat me? What?" I raise an eyebrow and almost smirk.

Yzak, since we were in school, had always tried to win at everything. Personally, I could care less who 'won' in this constant battle for greatness, but he seemed to have made it his life's goal. Unfortunately, he always ended up coming in second, no matter what. Marks in school, chess, ranks, who got the girl first, you name it; he was always one step behind the best- me.

Yzak nodded energetically from his new position of only a foot away "I'm getting more than you!"

"Sex." Dearka's voice joins in and we both turn to him, half stunned.

"What?" Both of us answer him at the same time.

"Where?" Kira mumbles sarcastically from the door, half laughing at our stupidity. "I'm gone to sit down Athrun. See ya after the…Yeah. See ya." He waves a bit before turning and closing the door on his way out. No sooner had he done this than our attention was back on Dearka, who was grinning.

"Sex." He repeated "intercourse, the act of mat-" He was cut off by Yzak."Ya, jackass, we know what the fuck sex is. Why the hell did you say it?"

"Well, you said to Athrun that, and I quote, your 'getting more'" he put air-quotes around the last two words. "And that could mean sex. Not awards."

The platinum blond was already in the process of running his hand down his face.
"Dearka… that was the most…mot…immature thing you could have ever said at that moment. Save it for the hotel would you, were in an important place here."

I couldn't help but to laugh. Me, being sick minded and all, took that as to save the sex for the hotel that they were staying in. I got a hard smack from Yzak for that; he must have been thinking the same thing. I couldn't help but wonder why his mind went to that too. Ow, he hit on the bit too. Good aim, if only he knew.

A man, in uniform came into the room via another door than Kira and I had used, telling us to get ready to go and briefly explaining how we were to stand as we received our awards (and the various other shits). He then proceeded to escort us out. I was slightly surprised at the amount of people in the room. We were on sort of a low stage and we stood in kind of a diagonal line on one side, saluting a new chairman that was taking over for dad. This was the first time I saw him for some reason, and I almost debated over his gender for a moment. Gilbert Durandall (the chairman) silently told us to be at ease and I dropped my hand. The ceremony had begun.

--Time Jump--

"Your turn." Yzak's words were slightly slurred and a bit of amber liquid sloshed out of his glass as he sloppily placed it onto the table.

"Right…" The game we were paying was 'Called You Out', something I think we created one day. Each person has a glass of alcohol, and we take turns going around the circle asking 'truth' questions. Usually dirty. If you answered the truth, you were safe. But, you could lie about it. If someone says 'I call you out' when you lie, you have to admit it, tell the real truth, and drink. But if you're telling the truth and they call it, they drink. Get it? It sounds stupid, but it's a conversation starter for sure, and we call each other out even if we know it's a truth sometimes; just for kicks (And hey, anything is fun when your drunk!)

Dearka turns to me then, staring into my eyes in a sort of creepy way that one can only do while drunk. "Zala…" I raise an eyebrow "Ever kiss…A boy?"

The question stuns me slightly and my half drunk mind goes into a frenzy. Thank god Kira didn't come back to Yzak and Dearka's hotel room with us. He would probably either blush like mad or hit me if I lied or something (He really can't hold his alcohol well, so I can only assume that he would do something stupid). The room swam in front of me as I tried to concentrate on the answer that I should say. Okay, I know I can do this, just a simple 'no' will do.

"Nope." Shit, that took too long, didn't it?

"CALLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!" Yzak flails a little bit and hits the floor with one hand as if it were a buzzer on some game show. "I….." He seems to loose emphasis for a moment, but it comes back and his eyes re-focus. "…….Call!!" Fuck, he's wasted.

"Why?" Dearka is almost giggling at Yzak now and his enthusiastic movements. "He said no; I believe that. He's straight. Don't you remember how many girls he stole from you back in the good old days?"

"Three." I add in my defense. Dearka is now my best friend for coming to my rescue. I was sure I was going to die there for a moment.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no …no." Yzak shakes his head a bit too violently it seems, because he falls over so that he is lying on the bed. "God, Ass-ran. 'member that time? Huh? That time?"

What time was this? I close my eyes and try to think if he ever saw Kira and I by accident or...- My thoughts cut out as I come to what he's thinking of. Unfortunately, he says it out loud before I can even glare at him for remembering.

"Ya know, that time, when I gave you that booze and you were, like, druuuuuuuuunk!!" He makes hand gestures that remind me a bit of Jack Sparrow. "You kissed meeeeee."

How did I know he would turn that around? He forced himself on me. Not the other way around. But unfortunately, I didn't even attempt to reject him or stop him or anything. What? I was feeling lonely as hell! And he was there, and kissing me, and shirtless, and…NO! I swore that I would never think of that again!

I quickly try and erase that night from my head (yet again) and look up to see Dearka glancing, stunned, between the two of us.

"Dude. Ew…" He takes a swing from his glass for no reason (probably to forget what he just heard), and I do the same. Yzak just laughs, what an ass. Ah well, at least he doesn't know that he's not the only guy I've kissed.

Suddenly, Dearka wobbles. I'm expecting him to pass out and fall right off the bed, so (by reflex) I try and make sure he doesn't end up falling. There's just one thing I forgot- my glass is still in my hand. The contents of it end up o my jacket. Dearka sits up, smiles at me broadly and pats my shoulder, also forgetting about the glass in his hand- which also ends up on my uniform.

My mind is a little foggy, as is my vision at this point, but I can see him getting closer to me. One thought- 'oh shit, he's going to rape me.'.

"Silly us!" Dearka giggles a little "Lets see now…" He undoes the snaps and the zippers of my uniform jacket and takes it off of me. My mind is pretty much not working, so I don't bother trying to stop him.

Its only until he's giggling like a school girl and has a finger pointed at my neck and shoulder do I realize my mistake. I have one of those plain shirts under my jacket as always, but the collar of it still reveals the wonderful mark that Kira so generously left on my flesh.

"so, who was it Mr. Athrun Zala? Hmm? A lover that we didn't get told about?" Dearka's words are laced with his giggles. I try to get a grip on the spinney place that I like to call my mind, try to get out the words 'No one that you know' or even just 'no' if that's too hard. Okay, I can do this….

"K-……" shit shit shit shit. Fuck. I'm screwed.

"Cagalli?! Aw, lucky man! I heard she was good in bed! The rumor true then?" This time it was Yzak's turn to be my best friend. I now love how 'K' and 'C' have the same sound. Love, love, love…love……..love………………………love…

The darkness closes in on me quickly, and I can only half feel myself as I hit the floor, but I'm still semi-conscious. Someone picks me up and lays me on a bed. Kira? No, he's not here… Yzak, it's that idiot. Oh well, the bed he puts me on is comfy. Happily, I close my eyes and drift into a sort of drunken sleep. There were a few close calls tonight, but thank god for drunken friends, they probably won't even ask in the morning.

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