And there we go, we have finally reached Chapter 100 and not only that we have also reached a million words. I want to thank you all for reading all those chapters and all those words. I appreciate your support. Now have a merry Christmas and a happy new year.
Chapter 100
Lacus, alongside her dear husband, were in their room together. Kira was at present sitting by the desk in there, attentively working on and putting the finishing touches, on the last couple of Haros he in his absent-minded state of mind had disassembled as a way to keep himself distracted after the Requiem's incomprehensible destruction of those six colonies and the death of over a million innocent people.
Mr. Blue, along with Mr. Yellow, were very much looking like their old noisy little selves now. And as Kira turned Mr. Yellow on. The happy little robot bounced up and down on a desk, a couple of times, then rolled around a bit while loudly crying out his name, before hastily leaping off the table, landing over on his and Lacus' bed, where most of the other Haros were thankfully laying quietly.
"That's all of them Lacus, now your entire army of Haros are all as good as new," Kira softly reassured her, as he turned the chair around, looking down at his dear precious wife, who was at present crawling around on the floor, carefully and delicately building a massive card house. From what Kira could tell, she had used almost four whole deck of cards and judging from the fifth deck laying not far beside her, Lacus was far from done with this project.
Turning towards her husband for no more than a second, Lacus even with the intense look of concentration on her face send him an adoring smile and look.
"Thanks, Kira, I much appreciate that. It's nice knowing, that all my little friends, are back to how they are supposed to be. Now please do be quiet for a bit, this is delicate work," Lacus told him, as she wriggled around a bit on the floor, to get into a better position, to place the next two playing cards in her hands, on top of the already impressive structure, which she practically did without breathing, once the cards were where she wanted them to be, the young pink-haired lady pulled back a bit, to get a better look at the delicate house she had spent such a long time constructing, as she picked up two more cards, tilting her head a bit to the side, Lacus let out a light thoughtful sound, as she with the tip of her tongue sticking out of her mouth placed them, where they needed to go.
Saying nothing whatsoever, Kira was honestly perfectly content staying put right where he was, watching Lacus' concentrated completely focused expression, as she moved slowly from side to side, obviously trying to make up her mind about where precisely the next cards should go. Finally, she grabbed a pair from the deck and ever so carefully placed them near the right upper corner, a small spot that beforehand seemed to be pretty rickety, but with always skilled hands she managed to place them there without too much trouble.
Humming softly in satisfaction, Lacus squirmed around to the other side of the house, then picked up a single playing cards that had the queen of diamonds on it, which she placed with great cautious on top of the two newest cards and two others that were standing in a triangle position.
"Hm, I'm so impressed by how big and tall this card house is, Lacus. How tall are you planning on making it?" Kira asked curiously asked.
Smiling somewhat gleefully up at him, Lacus wriggled around a bit more on the floor. "Mmm, I honestly have no idea Kira, but definitely tall. But even more specifically, I want to make it as sturdy as it can possibly. I do not want this house toppling over anytime soon. If it can remain standing until the very next time, the Archangel gets on the move, that would be great".
Considering, wondering for a moment if that was actually possible with him, Lacus, and their robotic friends, living in there, opening his mouth Kira was just about to give his beloved a reply, when he unintentionally took notice of something about the slightly awkward position, Lacus was at present, currently sitting in.
"Umm, Lacus?".
"Mmm, yes Kira, what is it?" The young wife asked, glancing up at him with a sweet look, that turned to wonder when she took notice of the way he kept on averting his eyes.
Not at all certain, what precisely was the best way to tell his dear wife, what the exact issue was, Kira swallowed a bit nervously. "Umm, well you see Lacus honey, when you are sitting in that position, I can see your panties. Cute panda bear, by the way, I did not know you had any underwear like that," Kira apologetically stated.
Immediately upon hear Kira say those words to her, Lacus felt an intense rush of embarrassment race through her, as her cheeks turned completely red. Briskly, the girl readjusted her short blue skirt, while glaring sourly up at her husband. Even when considering the massive amount of cosplaying, combine with all the other pleasurable stuff Kira and her had done, during their sweet precious alone time together. Him catching a glimpse of her panties was not really all that embarrassing for Lacus, no, it was more the fact that he had caught her wearing such childish, immature underwear, his idiotic comment about the cartoon panda bear on them really didn't help much. But these panties, and matching bra with them, were just so soft and comfortable to wear.
"Kira honey," she called out to him in an overly sweet tone of voice, that obviously send a bit of a shiver through her sweet dumb hubby.
"Yes, Lacus dear,".
"You are stupid and mean,".
Slowly and awkwardly, Kira rubbed the back of his neck. "Umm, yeah, I get that Lacus, sorry, I hope I can make it up to you somehow,".
"Dates,"
"What? Please, you have to elaborate a bit on that Lacus," Kira requested softly.
"Once, my sweet Kira, all this terrible, meaningless fighting is brought to an end. I want to go out every weekend for the foreseeable future. I want to go out for a long romantic dinner just the two of us, with live candles and slow dancing, I want to go out to the movies and watch everything we missed during our time away, I want to go out to an amusement park and spent a whole day playing around and having fun like a couple of crazy little kids. Not only that, but I want to go out on a long romantic walks on the beach and eat fresh watermelon and ice cream with you. And that's just the begging Kira, there are so-SO many other things, I wish to do together with you, my love," Lacus told her dear husband in a deep affectionate tone of voice.
"What about karaoke too? I have some prior knowledge about how truly magnificent your singing voice is, Mrs. Lacus Yamato".
"Mmm, that does sounds like a ton of fun too, Mr. Kira Yamato, I'll give you, your own private concert and dance show, I'll sing for you however long you want my love," Lacus said, still a that happy affectionate look in her bright blue eyes.
"Great, looking forward to it honey, I can hardly wait," Kira immediately said back, struggling intense with the deep nagging temptation to get up from his seat and go kiss his beloved wife, right then and there. The only reason why he didn't, was because Kira was relatively certain that approaching Lacus at this point would result in him accidentally knocking over the massive card house, and thereby be right back in the dog house, and he had just gotten out of that place, by fixing up all the messed up Haros.
So in the end Kira settled changing his position on the chair as he kept on staring down into Lacus' beautiful sparkling blue eyes, which were filled with so much intense affection and sheer love, and even though she kept on ever so slowly tilting her head from side to side, Lacus was looking right back into his likewise loving purple eyes.
"I love you, Lacus, more than I could ever possibly describe".
"Mm, I love you too, Kira," Lacus softly hummed, then as she blew him a short kiss, she picked up another couple of cards that she carefully placed on the most optimal spot, smiling in pure satisfaction when she saw the resulted, afterward she again shared a long affectionate look with Kira.
The overall contented married couple, kept on playfully flirting in silence like that, for a good long while, sharing long meaningful looks filled with so much sincere passionate blowing kisses at one another, and whenever Lacus squirmed around on the floor, and got in close, Kira would ever so gently stroke her leg with one of his feet, which made her giggle a bit as hurried pushed his ticklish foot away, telling him to be, a good boy now and behave, even though judging from her playful flirtatious expression Lacus was very much expecting him to do it again, so they could keep up their frisky little game.
"Theh-heh, Kira, you mean bully you..." Lacus giggle softly, once more pushing his mischievous foot away from her shin, as it got perilously close to her right knee, then glare a bit sourly at him. Which was quickly replaced by yet another joyful giggle of delight, as he again made the attempt to stroke her leg like that, the girl only managed to shake him off by throwing the empty playing cardholder at him, then swiftly move out of range.
Unfortunately, much to both of the married couple's immense frustration and annoyance, their sweet flirtatious activities, were brought to an abrupt highly unwelcomed end by the sound of someone knocking loudly on the door, and a familiar voice calling out to the two of them.
"Lacus, Kira, are you awake in there? It's almost noon, rise and shine, ohh Pink Princess and her valiant brave knight, you are needed up on the 'castle's' bridge" Dearka called out to them through the metal door, only to immediately get interrupted by Mayu's likewise familiar voice.
"That's not the correct way to wake them up if they are still asleep. Let me show you how it's done, big bro, Dearka! Open up in there, this is the police, we have reliable information that there are some criminal activities going on in there. So open the door! Or we will break it down!" The girl shouted, pounding loudly on the door.
"The police really? That's a bad setting for this, Mayu. No, it's Sherlock Holmes, and his friend and colleague, Dr Watson. We very much believe that professor Moriarty has been spotted around here, we are searching for him!" Dearka hastily cut in. Obviously, judging from the amused tone of voice he was using, very much enjoying spending time with and being all silly with his little sister like this.
"Who is who?" Mayu quickly asked.
"I don't know, take your pick, Mayu."
"Fine-fine, I'll be Dr Watson, even though I am relatively certain that you are not cleave enough to be Sherlock Holmes, big bro".
"Ouuch, ohh that's so-so painful Mayu, that hurt me right in the good old feelings, how can you be so cruel to your beloved, big brother?" Dearka asked, while again knocking on the door.
"Easy enough, I've for one knows that he got a thick skin that can take a bit of playful teasing!" Mayu said back.
Having at this point been listening quietly to their loud bantering, Lacus and Kira sighed simultaneously. "Hm, Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson they say, I for one, very much believes that the people out there are lying to us. That we are dealing with a couple of ingenious imposters, who are trying to trick us in someway or another. Should we ignore them, Lacus honey, and pretend that we are not here?" Kira asked, as he and Lacus listened to the fake 'Sherlock and Dr Watson' loudly discuss, if the two of them might have left the Archangel at some point.
"Ohh, believe me, Kira, that is SO very tempting. But, considering that our insincere 'Mr. Holmes', out there, said earlier something about us being needed up on the 'castle's' bridge', which I assume, is actually the Archangel's bridge. I do not think it would be a wise move on our part to ignore him or 'Dr Watson'. But if we have any incriminating evidence in here, we better make certain to hide them away somewhere, where they cannot be so easily found," Lacus thoughtfully advised her husband, picking up her innocent looking red nightgown from the floor, which she quickly shoved into a drawer underneath their bed. Not that the gown was really all that incriminating, she was simply fooling around and having fun with this whole thing.
Deciding against mentioning to Lacus that, that nightgown really haven't been all that incriminating. Kira let out another deep sigh. "Guess you are right Lacus dear, let's let them in here, before they go find their vision of Inspector Lestrade,".
"Ohh, we cannot have that now, my dear sweet, Kira. If the fake Sherlock and Watson out there goes and get Scotland Yard involved in this, there is no telling what lunacy could be revealed. I am simply WAY too young and pretty, to end up down in the brig, for who knows how many years, I want to see the sun again," Lacus cried out all dramatically like, but still grinning like crazy.
Chuckling in sincere amusement from his wife's exaggerate theatrical behavior. If Lacus ever desired to take the stage as an actor instead of a songstress, she most definitely had the skills for it. For just the briefest of moments, Kira wondered how Lacus would do, in a play like Romeo and Juliet, he felt absolutely certain, that she would look oh so stunning and beautiful, as Juliet, and be more than amazing in that role. But since she was putting on quite the villainess performance right now, Kira could not deny that he was a bit curious about how precisely Lacus would do in the role as the villain in a theater play, knowing her, she would just roll with it and have a load of fun.
Clearing his throat slightly. "Heh, you know Lacus the way you phrase that just now makes it sound like you really are professor Moriarty," Kira stated with an amused smirk.
Staring intensely into his purple affectionate eyes for a short moment, the grin on Lacus' face grow even deeper. "Mm-hmm, I've got not many, but a few steamy little secrets, that even you do not know about, my love. Like, for example, what my next cosplay costume is going to look like. I cannot wait for you to see it, Kira, it's so going to knock your socks off,".
"While I admit that I am very much looking forward to seeing what you have come up with this time, Lacus, you are always so beautiful and sexy in those costumes. As for your other little secrets, no offense honey, I seriously doubt that you being Sherlock Holmes' arch nemesis, is actually one of them. You are way too, sweet, and lovely for that role," Kira told her in a playful flirtatious tone of voice.
While this was, of course, far from the first time Kira and called her sexy and beautiful, those words, combined with that generally passionate and sincere look in his always warm purple eyes, still served to make an intense blush appear on Lacus face.
"Oh, you, precious sweet talk you. You do realize, Kira, that such sweet words are getting you everywhere? If it was not because of our noisy guests outside, I would have dragged you to our bed already, so we could spend some pleasant alone time there, kissing and making out," the girl embarrassingly admitted, while giving her husband's leg a small shove.
Following those deeply affectionate words, the happy wife and husband were shrouded by a calm, peaceful mist, that were sole reserved for the both of them. Neither of them moved, as they stared with intense longing and love into each other's eyes, which was all they really needed to show and convey how much they cherished one another.
Unfortunately the adoring couple, were once more so rudely interrupted and pulled out of their own special little world, by the sound of either, 'Dr Watson or Sherlock Holmes', pounding loudly on the door, then calling out to them again.
"Lacus, Kira, you home!?" Dearka's voice asked.
Again, simultaneously a pair of long-drawn-out sighs, left the content married couple. "You know, Kira, those two really are a couple of major party poopers and spoilsports,".
Nodding ever so slowly. "Yeah, I agree with you, Lacus. But even so, we do love and care about them anyway, they do make things so much easier for the both of us," Kira stated deeply and thoughtfully, thinking about the unbelievable amount of help and support, Dearka, his second-best friend had provided, since they all got involved in this war. Kira could of course so very easily remembered how he, in the original Freedom, had been fighting alongside Dearka's special colored blue Murasame. The two of them really had been kicking their fair share of ass, during all of this craziness. And Mayu, their sweet, playful, always mischievous Mayu, was such a massive joy and delight to be spending time with; to play a friendly board game or video game with, or simply talking with.
"That they most certainly do, Kira. Now I for one, do believe they have been patient, and we have kept them waiting long enough. The door is open, you couple of weirdos! Just get in here already!" Lacus happily called out to the 'detective and doctor' outside.
Immediately upon getting the go ahead, the door slide open, Mayu, followed shortly by Dearka, barged into the room. "Kira, Lacus, it's about high time you answered. We have been searching and looking all over the Archangel for youguys! We were, actually, starting to think, you might have left the ship, to go on one of your dates, or something else nice and sweet like that," Mayu loudly called out to them. Taking a long, thorough look around the married couple's room or bridal suite, as she at times liked to call it; for any signs of what precisely the two of them had been doing in there, for all of this time. Yet judging from the state of the room, it all seemed pretty mild and innocent, they had evidently not been up to any sort of wild hanky-panky in there, before she and big brother Dearka had showed up to find them.
"The entire Archangel? That's quite the massive exaggeration if I've ever heard one, Mayu. Pretty much all we basically did was take a quick peek inside the mess hall for them, then when we went past the hot springs we called out and asked if they were in there, following that we head straight here," Dearka stated thoughtfully.
Turning her head, Mayu glare up at him for a second, then let out a deep sigh. "You know, 'Sheeerloock' you are not reeally living up to the whole genius detective thing, you are letting the Sherlock name down,".
"Oh, my apology, Watson, I thought we were done with that bit, when we gained accessed to their room. Ohh, by the way Lacus, weirdos? Where do you get off calling us that? We are not weird at all, just kind of odd at times," Dearka said with a playful smirk.
Rolling her bright blue eyes a single time. "Fine, fine, I am so very sorry for the mispronunciation you oddball," Lacus apologize, only for her face to soften considerably a second later. "So, how do you feel, Dearka?".
"Umm, I am not too overly thrilled about the word oddball either, Lacus, it's kind of insulting too in away. But, I guess it's better than weirdo," the Yami piloted answered, still grinning like an idiot.
"Dearka, you know what I mean," Lacus said, with a light hint of a frown on her forehead.
Letting out a deep sigh. "I would be lying through my teeth if I said I was perfectly alright, Lacus, I am still feeling pretty down in the dumps over what happened to my old man, my father. But, I am getting better thanks to Miriallia and Mayu, those two are doing an excellent job of keeping my stupid mind distracted. But you know as strange as it might sound, what is bothering me most of all right now, is that I cannon even remember the last friendly thing I said to him, or he said to me. Why the hell is that so damn important to me?," Dearka said with a far away gaze in his purple eyes.
Pushing herself up from the floor, ignoring the bit of cracking sounds her legs made from sitting in the same position for such a long time, Lacus moved over and wrapped her arms around Dearka in a consoling almost motherly manner.
"I understand that so well, Dearka, I really do. There are moments and conversations, I had with my own father, and my mother for that matter, which I so sincerely wish, that I could remember with better details," Lacus said, ever so gently stroking her friend's back.
It was then that Kira in a quiet tone of voice decide to chime somewhat reluctantly in to their conversation. "Umm, you know Lacus-honey. And you too of course Dearka, I at times feel the exact same way about Asagi and Tolle. And not just that, I do so sincerely wish I could have spent just a little more time simply hanging out and having all sort of fun with the both of them, there are so many more things I feel like I would have liked to say to them".
"Yeeeah, haa, I am totally with you there, Kira. There are also some stuff, I would have liked to have said to Yzak, Juri, Rusty, and so many other good people, if I had, had the chance. We, really, have lost a lot of great people, during both this war and the last," Dearka quietly stated, staring absentmindedly off into space.
Having silently been listening to the three of them all this time, Mayu let out a deep incoherent sound, that was a bit of a combination of a choked breath and a whimper, the girl with an immense sadness in her dark purple eyes started talking.
"Yo-you, neehh, three knows that when I'm listening to you, I fee-feel so sorry for you. But as strange as it might sou-sound, I admit that I am also feeling a little jealous in away, I do not even remember what my mama and papa looks like or even if that's what I've used to call them. And-and then there are those nehh other times, when I wonder what precisely their voices sounded like. Not only that I-I after he came so close to killing big brother Kira, I am downright terrified and a nervous wreck over trying to remember this Shinn, the-hhhu-the person who is supposed to be my only living relative," Mayu sobbed and weeped in pure sadness and distress.
Ever so slowly, Lacus broke the consoling embrace she had been giving Dearka, stepping over, she gently wrapped her arms around Mayu, tightly holding the sad, loudly weeping child, who strongly pressed her tear filled face into Lacus' chest, softly the always caring Lacus rubbed and stroke her sister's back.
"We are so sorry, sweetie. It was never mine, Kira, or Dearka's intention to make you feel like that. And even though you do not remember them, I am absolutely certain, that your mama and papa loved and cherished you more than anything else," Lacus softly told her dear little sister, placing an affectionate kiss on the girl's forehead.
Sobbing long and deeply, Mayu pulled back ever so slightly, looking up into Lacus' blue, always caring eyes.
"Y-you, really think so, big sis? You really think they loved me?".
"Of course they did, sweetie, that I have no doubt about whatsoever. You are such a special, loving child, Mayu, who are brightens up whatever room she is in. How could your mama and papa not have loved you? I for one loves you, my dear little sister. And I know for a fact that Kira loves you, and so does your mother Murrue, along with everyone else here on board the Archangel, even your so-called grandpas who you do nothing but cause trouble for, you little mischief-maker cares about you,"
Again, a deep sob ran through Mayu's tiny body. "Aw shucks, big sis, you are-are making me blush. Thannk you-thank you, I am so-so, happy that I've got the three of you, along with my other siblings and mom, and-and that Mu fellow," the girl sobbed, pressing her face even more deeply into Lacus' chest.
Mu fellow, huh? Instantly, upon hearing Mayu refer to Mu by that of all things, Lacus felt a chuckle of mild amusement leaving her lips. Reaching slowly up, she ever so gently stroked and patted the top of the child's tiny head.
"Tee-hee, so Mayu, you are still incapable of figuring out what precisely you want to call, good old Mu. Is that really such a dilemma for you, dear?".
Backing away a bit, but not breaking the warm embrace, Mayu looked straight up into Lacus' always caring blue eyes, as she nodded vaguely a single time, just as another intense sob ran through her tiny body, which resulted in her once more pressing her face tightly into Lacus' chest, seeking as much comfort, warm, and support as she could possibly receive.
"It is! Ohh, you have no idea how major of a dilemma it is, Lacus. I have been thinking so hard about it, for such a long time now. I've considering straight up calling him, uncle, or big bro. But thoose, seems so weird and wrong, and grandpa does not really fit the big nincompoop either. So for now at least, I am totally out of ideas," the girl said through a long-drawn-out sob, as she felt even more tears run down her face.
Mulling over the girl's agonizing words for only a brief moment, Lacus again ran her hand through the girl's short brown hair. "Well, there is no need for you to stress over it, sweetie. Even though, if I am honest, I do have one certain suggestion to what you could call him. Knowing the big softie, I'm absolutely sure that he would be over the moon if you actually started calling him father or dad,".
Again, a long sniffling sound left Mayu's small body. "I've-I've, consider that sis. And even though, I do re-reeeally do want to be supportive of his and mom's relationship. It's soo obvious, from the way I've caught mom looking at Mu, that she is still very much in-love with, him. But still, I'm just not ready to start calling him any of those things yet. I think, I need a bit more time,".
Nodding slowly in understanding and placing another gentle kiss, on top of the weeping girl's head.
"You just take all the time in the world Mayu dear, I am beyond certain that both your mother, and Mu will understand that," Lacus reassured the child.
Having up to this point, quietly observed the tender embrace between the young and older sister, Dearka with just the slightest hint of a smile on his face, finally turned his head and looked over at Kira, then started talking to him in a light whisper which neither girl could hear.
"You know Kira, when the time comes, when our Mayu is ready to call Mu either father or dad, I really do hope I am somewhere close by to see it. Seeing Mu's reaction to that would just be golden," Dearka said, as he glanced up at the ceiling for a long quiet moment, grinning slightly at the thought of Mu's totally bewildered and shocked reaction to hearing Mayu suddenly call him either father or dad.
"Yeah, that definitely is going to be quite the interesting and unique sight to see, it's pretty rare, that we get to see Mu being generally surprised, by anything. By the way, Dearka, if you do not mind me asking, what exactly did you and Mayu, come here for?" The Freedom pilot quietly asked, while moving his purple gaze away from his dear wife and sister, glancing over at his second-best friend, who was clearly somewhat lost in his own thoughts.
Immediately upon hearing Kira ask him that question, Dearka snapped out of his brief daydream. "Oh, right, that. Guess it slipped my mind, and I forget all about it for a moment, and it is pretty important too. You see Kira, at 12 o'clock noon, ZAFT is going to make some sort of statement to the entire world about the destruction of those six colonies, hit by the Requiem laser, and the following battle at Daedalus. Knowing our 'good buddy' the Chairman, he is probably also going to spout some sort of nonsense about how great and divine he and ZAFT is, and what's going to happen next. So you see, the others, especially Murrue and Athrun, felt like we should all listen in on this,".
Sighing loudly in sheer irritation and rolling his eyes a single time. "Ohh goody, I cannot even begin to describe how much I am looking forward to hearing what sort of shitty, worthless nonsense the Chairman has to tell us now. I'm suuuure, that it is going to be such a delight," Kira hissed, his voice filled with an unbelievable amount of sarcasm.
"Mm, no offense Kira, good old buddy of mine. But I am sensing a great amount of mockery and sarcasm, just emanating from you. I think you are lying through your teeth, when you said that you are looking forward to hearing the Chairman's speech. But I, for one, kinda feel like you are being a bit unfair here, Kira. You have no idea how much blood, sweat and tears, Durandal has put onto this grand new speech of his. If he realized that you, of all people, do not even want to listen to his bullshit, he is going to be so-SO, unbelievable disappointed!" Dearka said, acting all horrified and shocked by his friend's discourteous behavior.
Raising a skeptical eyebrow at those words, Kira let out a light, amused chuckle. "Hate to burst your bubble Dearka Elsman, but you do realize that you really shouldn't be speaking too loudly about me being sarcastic here, it's practically dripping off you. You are kinda like one of those noisy cartoon heroes, who just piles on the bad jokes, even during the most dire situations,".
"While I stroongly disagree with you about my jokes being bad. I guess if I at least get my own sweet awesome looking superhero costume, I could take it as a compliment, but not a big one. As for me being all sarcastic, I cannot help that, Kira. I am soo sick and tired of the fact, that every damn time, I turn on the TV, I have listened to either the Chairman spurting his mindless, idiotic bullshit, or Meer Campbell singing her shitty ass visions of Lacus' songs. I don't know about the rest of you, but I am relieved that she seems to have completely disappeared from the main media, after Lacus tore her a new one," Dearka said, with a grin, having already made it clear to them all how utterly much he had enjoyed watching Campbell squirm, as Lacus had revealed to the entire world that she was a fake.
"I do not approve that sort of language, Dearka. I most definitely did not tear Meer Campbell, a new one, like you so colorfully phrased it. I just went and told the entire world, that she was a no good impostor that was lying to them all using my appearance, which is something I cannot help but take personal, especially after ZAFT almost killed my sweet Kira. So everything to screw with Durandal's plan, he and Campbell deserves all the criticism they are getting right now," Lacus said with a deep frown on her forehead, as she finally broke hers and Mayu's tender embrace.
Sheepishly scratching the back of his neck, Dearka truly did consider for a brief moment keeping his trap shut, but this was simply too good to past up.
"Umm, you know Lacus, the way you phrase that, was kinda like the very definition of tearing someone a new one. I am actually relatively certain that if one were to look it up in the dictionary, that phrase of yours would be right there, front and center," the Yami pilot said with a deep playful smirk on his lips.
Not too pleased about that remark, Lacus glared silently at Dearka for a long, slightly tense moment, yet it was only when the pink-haired woman heard a light chuckle from Kira that she regained her baring and voice.
"Just shut up Dearka, you too Kira," Lacus growled displeased to the two bumbling idiots.
"Yes Ma'am,".
"Yes dear," the two men said simultaneously, which instantly served to make Mayu let out a loud whipping sound, while at the same time making a certain motion with her right hand.
"Jeez, it's crazy how whipped the two of you are. It's amazing neither of you have turned into whipped cream a long time ago," the small girl told them with a mischievous smirk on her face, that showed how immensely the girl was enjoying pointing this out, to her two older brothers, as she slowly moved her purple gaze back and forth between the two of them, to see their reaction to her words.
Opening and closing his mouth a few times, Kira struggled a bit to come up with a somewhat decent response to Mayu's accusation. "I'm not that whipped, Mayu. You are-are sort of making it sound like I am completely underneath Lacus' foot, I really do believe that the two of us have a pretty decent give and take relationship," Kira stated glancing over at his dear wife, who slowly nodded in agreement.
Lacus truly and wholeheartedly did agree with her husband about this, the two of them had a sincerely loving, highly respectful relationship. While there were of course those times, when she would ask Kira to do or help out with something, it was never in away anyone would consider overly bossy, so she really didn't think Kira was that overly whipped, or under Lacus' foot as he had put it.
Yet before Lacus had a chance to come up with away to voice that to the girl, she was cut off by Dearka's voice. "I am sort of whipped, but not by Lacus, it's more, my sweet Miriallia, that has the honor of that. But part of me kinda enjoys it in away, is that weird?".
Glancing silently over at each other for a few awkward seconds. Neither one of the married couple, had the faintest idea about how precisely they were supposed to answer that outright preposterous question. Yet finally, Lacus reached the point where the profound awkwardness became too much for her to bear, which lead her to give Kira a sharp nod towards Dearka, as a sign for him to hurry up and give the oddball, some sort of reply to the question.
Biting his lower lips, Kira forced his slightly dry lips apart. "Um, it's-it's fine, just fine Dearka, as long as Miriallia and you are both content and happy with your current relationship, it's perfectly alright,".
The overall weirded out Kira had barely finished giving that reply, when Dearka suddenly bursted out laughing. "Hah-hah-hah! Oh man, you guys crack me up! You do know that I am just messing with you!? You should have seen your faces, your freaked out expressions were just golden. I am not going to forget that, anytime soon! I really do wish I had a camera on hand here so I could show Miriallia and the others your expressions! You two should know by now, Miriallia and I have a normal, respectful and loving relationship, there is no sort of whipping at all between us... even though I am still feeling kinda confused about, the whole left thing she mentioned not that long ago," the pilot of the Yami said. Whispering the last part under his breath, so it was impossible for the married couple, and Mayu, to actually hear him. Dearka knew that if it was not because of his father's sudden untimely death, he would have been thinking a lot more about the whole left thing.
Rolling her eyes and letting out a deep sigh, Lacus sent Dearka a slightly displeased glare. "Hilarious Dearka, a million laughs right there. Mm, but I guess I should have figured by now, that you could be up to some sort of weird peculiar monkey business. With Kira and I, having lived together with you and Miriallia, for about two years, I should have known by now that you guy's relationship is perfectly normal and loving. Mhff, I cannot beliieeeve that I actually fell for that," the frowning Lacus stated, as she glanced over at her husband.
Of course, easily able to sense Lacus' vaguely piercing blue gaze. Kira, with a slight hint of annoyance on his face, shrugged ever so faintly. The fact that the overall goofball, that was Dearka Elsman, had so easily been able to pull the wool over both his and Lacus' eyes, was quite frustrating and so annoying. Like Lacus had so correctly stated, they had lived with the guy, for two years, they really should have been able to see through Dearka's mischievous' tricks and lies. But no, both Lacus, and he had fully believed it when he had claimed he was whipped by Miriallia, one of the sweetest and most caring individuals they knew.
"Yeah, that really was freaking hilarious, Dearka. Lacus and I are going to make you pay for that, just you wait and see," Kira said with a wicked smirk on his lips.
Only to immediately get cut off by Lacus. "No, we are not Kira. We are so not getting into an all out prank war, with Dearka, at a time like this. We got plenty of other concerns, without you two childish dimwits causing trouble all around the Archangel, and not just you guys, knowing Athrun and Mu they will not hesitate to get involved in something like that. So let's leave the pranks and childish mayhem, to our resident troublemaker, Mayu Ramius," the young wife said, brushing a bit of her long pink hair away from her eyes, part of her honestly feeling sort of guilty about so maliciously ruining Kira, and Dearka's second prank war, the last one had happened about a year ago, back in their home, and had last a couple of tense weeks, much to the dread of everyone around them, yet the two childish friends had, clearly had, had a ton of fun with it. And at this point, it was so glaringly obvious that they could both really use something to take their minds off the much more deadly, and bloody war happening all around them. But having them playing pranks on each other here on board the Archangel would so very quickly get on everybody else's nerves, and Andrew Waltfeld, who had been the one responsible for stopping their last crazy prank war, was not around to do so now.
Absent-mindedly rubbing the back of his neck a few seconds, Kira let out a deep breath, as smiled a bit awkwardly at his dear wife. "Way to spoil the fun and games, Lacus,".
"Yeah!" Dearka immediately agreed, as strange as it might sound he had sort of been looking forward, to see what precisely Kira could have come up with to get even with him for the whole Miriallia whipping quip, he was sure that it was going to be fun as hell, but apparently that had to wait for some other, better time.
Yet before either men could say or complain anymore about that, Mayu's soft, calm voice cut them off. "Not to interrupt, but don't you guys think it is about time we get moving it's almost 12 o'clock,".
Turning her head, Lacus took a quick glance over at the tiny digital clock standing on the table. "Ohh, you are right absolutely, sweetheart. I'm sure the others are starting to wonder where exactly we are. So let's hurry up and get out of here, already".
Instantaneously, like he had just been waiting for Lacus his owner to say those exact words. A certain pink individual, who up until now had been laying silently on the comfy double bed, sprang to life, with a loud happy shout, that could be heard far and wide. Leaping out of the bed, Mr. Pink started bouncing cheerfully around the room, shouting continuously as he did so.
"Lacus! Hello! Hello! Go-Go! Bye-bye! Lacus! Lacus! Kira! Hello!" The little robot cried out, bouncing around worse than a crazy energetic super hamster on coffee, trapped inside a pinball machine.
Yet as the cheerful Mr. Pink did that, Lacus called out after him, trying unsuccessfully to grab him. "Ohh no, please calm down Mr. Pink, before you accidentally knock over my house of car...!" Lacus did however not get the chance to finished that sentence, when the pink Haro, in his noisy thrilled excitement, hit the middle part of her otherwise impressive card house, which resulted in it all tumbling over, in a not so impressive pile of cards, that laid spread out all over the floor.
"Ohh no, no! This was supposed to be my masterpiece! My biggest house yet!" Lacus cried out in mild despair, as she swiftly, yet gracefully leaped up onto hers and Kira's big comfy bed, snatching Mr. Pink, just as he hit the ceiling and was about to continue on his cheerful journey around the room, looking sternly at him, like a mother who was about to scold her naughty ill-behave child, as he kept on making a bit of happy noise while basking around with the small round wings on the top of his head.
"Mr. Pink, you-you, small naughty thing, you. Look at the mess you made, in here. I spent so looong building this magnificent card house, it was going to be so grand, and majestic, worthy of a king and queen, once it was finally finished. But because, Pinky dear, it's so difficult for you to stay still, whenever you think Kira and I are going somewhere, without you, it is completely ruined now..." Lacus told her tiny robot friend, that even though it was not really programmed into him, still had the common decency to at least look a little guilty, for his actions and apologize in his usual overly chipper tone of voice.
Taking a hasten glance, around at the mess, their smallest pink crewmate had caused, Mayu let out a small impressed whistle. "Oh, good lord, what a chaotic mess. I am sort of relieved, that I am not the one who has to pick it all up, it quite frankly seems like such a bothersome hassle,".
Following Mayu's example, Lacus similarly took a quick glance around the chaotic messy room, which ended with her letting out a long weary sigh, there were heaps of playing cards everywhere the eye could see.
"Ugh, you got a point there, Mayu sweetie. But it's not just picking them all up, and shoving them down into a random box that is the big issue here. Since I've use four different looking set of playing cards, on this little project, I need to sort through them all, and put them in proper order again, otherwise they cannot really be used to played with. I would so hate for Miliaria to get accused of cheating, the next time she beats either Dearka, or someone else in poker, because there are more than four aces or kings in the deck. I am sure she would be quite annoyed with me, if that happened. Umm, I really do wish a certain kind-hearted individual, would speak up and volunteer to lean me a helping hand with this little bothersome dilemma of mine," the pink-haired girl said, turning her head and glancing over at Kira, with an intense puppy dog look in her loving bright blue eyes.
But, to Lacus' slight displeasure and frustration. Kira, hastily turned away and pretend he was busy with something else. However, as far as Lacus could tell from his bit of anxious squirming, he easily sensed her piercing gaze, which served to make him quickly reach out and pick up the nearby Mr Navy, acting and pretending like he was thoroughly examining every single part of her second favorite Haro, paying practical attention to his cute neatly drawn on mustache.
"Ohh please, Kira? I'll do everything for you if you help me sort through all of these cards, I really don't want to do that on my own, it's going to be so incredibly boring and tedious. I want someone to keep me company while doing that," Lacus sweetly informed him.
Keeping his hold on Mr. Navy, Kira ever so slowly turned his attention towards Lacus, looking straight into her pleading eyes, that in someway almost seemed to be sparking with pure expectation, she was definitely anticipating a positive response to this little request of hers.
"Everything? Really Lacus?".
It took a second, but once the realization of how easily, her kind innocent offer could be misinterpreted, Lacus instantly felt a deep intense blush run across her cheeks, as she stuttered slightly, it was times such as these that the young woman honestly felt like, Kira was perhaps hanging out with the mischievous Dearka and Mu, a bit too much.
"Kira, you-you! Umm, you know very well that I meant nothing sexual or lewd you big loggerhead, think of something normal to ask," she hastily demanded, Lacus really didn't want Kira to ask for anything that could be considered naughty in any sort of way. The young wife, could so very easily imagine, Kira coming up with a couple of naughty suggestions for a new cosplay costume. Like perhaps a sexy revealing maid outfit, with a pair of fluffy adorable cat ears, to top things off. And while there in truth was a small bashful part of her, that kinda, sort of, like that idea. Lacus had no desire, whatsoever, for Kira to ask for something such as that, with Mayu and Dearka listening in.
It would just be so embarrassing.
Yet to Lacus' immense thrill, and mischievous delight. One single glance at the thoughtful expression, on Kira's sweet, handsome face, were all the young woman needed to tell that he was obviously struggling to come up with something to ask for as payback, which meant that there were a high chance, that she might very well be able to goat her beloved husband into helping pick up her mess, without her needing to give him any sort of reward afterward.
"Half a minute left, Kira."
"Huh, what do you mean, Lacus?" Kira asked in mild confusion.
Smirking gleefully at him, Lacus tilted her head slightly to the side. "That is how much time you have to make up your mind about what you want, my love,".
Cursing softly under his breath for a second, Kira's purple eyes flickered rapidly around the chamber, until they just so happened to find their way to the bearded, more quiet, down to earth Haro, who he was still, holding onto. Even as Kira started at the tiny round robot. All Mr. Navy did was joyously call out his name followed by a few cheerful weird noises, then bask around with his small round wings, for a bit.
"Fine, I know what I want, Lacus. I want to paint a neat little mustache on one of your other Haros," Kira suggested, hoping that would be enough to get Lacus to pick up after herself.
Recoiling back in pretend horror at that proposal, Lacus simply started at Kira like he had just miraculous sprouted a second head. However, after only a couple of brief, slightly tense seconds, the girl took a quick glance around at the piles of different playing cards spread all over the room, she really did not feel like going through the tedious hassle of picking up all of these cards herself. So if sacrificing one of her dear Haros for the help, it was a sacrifice she was with a bit of a heavy heart willing to make.
"Fiiiiine, you mean bully, you can paint a mustache on one of my sweet little, Haros," she agreed with a completely unreadable expression on her face and blank look in her blue eyes, which made it outright impossible to tell, what she was actually thinking at that very moment.
Immediately upon hearing his beloved wife's response, to this proposal of his', Kira silently opened and close his mouth a few time. He knew better than anyone, just how unbelievable important each and every Haro was to Lacus, there were times, when she would almost treat the happy noisy little robots, like they were her actual children.
"Ah, come on, Lacus, I wasn't actually going to do that. I know how much you love and cherish all of your Haros. The only reason why I even made that silly suggestion, was because I was hoping it would get me out of helping you pick up all those cards," Kira quickly said, glancing away from Lacus with a slightly guilty look in his eyes.
Reaching out, Lacus placed a hand on Kira's left cheek, stroking it gently for the briefest of moments, before slowly turning his head back towards her, looking straight into his purple eyes.
"Well, I did buuuster. We got ourselves a binding verbal agreement here that cannot be broken under any circumstances. However, it goes without saying that you better do it properly, no screw-ups here. No matter what Haro you end up painting this mustache of yours on, he still has to look all cute and adorable afterward. And no Mr Pink, he is simply perfect the way he is," Lacus said in a self-assured tone of voice that made it perfect clear that she would not budge at all on that statement.
Taking a glance away from Lacus' joyous blue eyes and down at the pink robot, in her left hand. "Um, I admit that I have some mixed feeling about that Lacus honey, while I do of course care about, Mr. Pink, in my own way. It just that whenever he wakes us up at three or four a clock in the middle of the night, perfect, is not really the word I would use to describe him. I would go more with noisy and annoying, if I have to be completely honest," Kira softly told her.
Frowning in slight disapproval at that statement, Lacus send her husband a sour, faintly displeased look. "I guess it's truth that the little sweetie has done that, on rare occasions, Kira. But simply put, the only reason why he does that is because he feels lonely and craves attention, and you would not deny him that, would you?".
"No, of course I would never do that, Lacus. But you do realize that him actually wanting attention at such a late hour, is something that can easily be programmed out of him, it's something Athrun has inserted into him, either by mistake, or on purpose. Knowing him, it's likely on purpose, he can at times have a bit of a twitched sense of humor. I had the exact same issue, with Birdy when he first gave him to me," Kira said, remembering the first time his little green robot friend had woken him up in the middle of the night. Birdy had been jumping playfully around on top of him, to be more specifically on his face. Fortunately, it had not been hard getting the bird to go back into sleep mood. Following that, the next morning Kira had taken a thorough look at Birdy's programming, only to find out that it had been set to wake him up every night for the foreseeable future, and not overly keen on that, Kira had removed that from his programming without changing anything else.
"Well even though that might very well be the case Kira, we are not under any circumstances changing the little dear's personality. Just look at him, at his cute face, how can you even suggest such a thing?" Lacus asked, while holding Mr. Pink, mere inches from Kira's face.
Staring silently into the pink Haro's small round eyes for only the briefest of moments, Kira reached slowly up, gently pushing Lacus' hand, and the robot away. "Alright, I got it Lacus, no doing anything too, Mr. Pink. So if you do not want me to paint on him, can I request the yellow one then? I always liked that one, I would always find him sleeping so peacefully in different corners of our home, or on a shelf somewhere. I even found him in our umbrella stand, at one point. So I think he would look great with a little mustache of his own,".
Narrowing her blue slightly eyes, Lacus considered that suggestion for a couple of seconds, before rapidly shaking her head back and forth a few times, which made her long pink hair fly around a bit.
"No, no, not my precious Mr Yellow. He is so, adorable, cute, and shiny just the way he is, Kira," Lacus stated firmly, her eyes wandering quickly around the room for the yellow Haro, finding him sleeping on top of one of Kira's shoes. Finding it quite gratifying to see the little guy like that, a happy smile ran across Lacus' lips, as she once again turned her attention back towards Kira, who was quick to come up with his next suggestion.
"What about the orange one then?".
"Mm no, denied, that is not an option that works for me either, Kira. You see, I got, Mr. Orange, on the exact same day, I got, Mr. Yellow. So the two of them are practically twin brothers, in a bizarre way. It would be so cruel, to change either of their appearances," the pink-haired girl rationally explained to her husband, finding it slightly disappointing that she saw no trace of, Mr. Orange anywhere in there. Perhaps, he was hanging out down in the hanger. He very much seemed to like being down there, with Murdoch, and all the other orange dressed, mechanics, hopefully they did not mind him being there.
Sighing a bit, Kira glanced over at the Haros laying on his and Lacus huge comfy bed. "What about the light blue one?".
"No, I always liked his color scheme, I would be such a shame to change that in any sort of way,".
"I see, Lacus. So what about the black colored one, then? If I use a very small brush, and a bit of white paint, I might be able to make it look like he is wearing a tiny neat tuxedo with a tie," Kira suggested next, a part of him starting to get a sneaking suspicion that Lacus was going to say no to whatever Haro he suggested, she did however seem to be giving this idea quite a bit of thought and consideration.
Finally, after a couple of long seconds, Lacus let out a loud squeal of pure delight and happiness. "Uh-ho-ohh! That really does sound so amazingly cute and absolutely adorable. I'm sure that would suit my precious little Mr. Blacky so well. But, and I say this in the sweeeeetest way I possibly can, Kira, so please don't take it personally, but I do not believe that you have the artistic skills, to actually pull that off. I've seen your attempts to paint, like that sunset last time, it looked so weird and awkward,".
"Ugh ouch, that's sort of painful, Lacus. But I see your point, even though I really don't think that painting was that bad, I just spilled a bit of purple paint on the sun, then hurriedly tried to erase it, but that just made it look even worse. Perhaps, once this crazy war is finally over and things calms down, I should take a few art lessons;" Kira thoughtfully stated, his mind wandering back to the painting he had made before the sunset, that had been a nice huge fruit basket, yet for some reason or another, the apples had ended up looking practically weird.
"I still don't understand why exactly you needed purple paint for a sunset painting, but never mind that. I hate to break it to you, Kira, dear. But it's going to take more than a few art lessons, I won't say that your painting is as bad as Athrun'ssinging, but it comes in as a pretty close second or third," Lacus softly told him, as she reached out and affectionately stroked his cheek for a brief instant.
Enjoying Lacus' gentle touch, for the brief moment it lasted, Kira leaned in towards her hand, wondering ever so slightly how she kept the skin on her hand so soft and smooth, yet that was instantly replaced by a bit of disappointment, when she pulled her hand away again. Letting out a deep breath, Kira broke their little moment of tender silence.
"Ouch, again Lacus, anyhow if you do not want the tuxedo on him. What about a little white triangle mustache just below his eyes? In my humble opinion that would suit him pretty well too,".
"Hmm, no, that does not really sound ideal to me either, Kira. If you were to actually paint a triangle there of all places on my, Mr. Blacky, it would probably end up looking a lot more like a tiny cute nose, instead of an actual mustache, and the deal we made my sweet hubby, was for you to paint a mustache on a Haro, not a nose,".
Finding it impossible to keep another sigh from leaving him, Kira slowly rolled his eyes a single time. "Ahh come on already Lacus, you do realize that not all of your Haros are down here on the Archangel, you did leave quite a lot of them, in our room up on the Eternal. Like Mr. Emerald, and Mr. Brown, I can always paint on one of them once you get them back,".
"I'll consider it, Kira. But, I do think we are going with Mr. Blacky at this point, but no triangle mustache. Please put in a bit more thought on what you want to paint on him," Lacus told Kira in a gentle tone of voice, as she wondered for a moment where Mr. Blacky even was. Perhaps, down in the laundry room, or the mess hall, he did seem to like those places.
"You got it Lacus it's a promise, I'll do my best to come up with just the right idea for his little mustache, it's going to be absolutely adorable, you just wait and see," Kira said back, with a great deal of enthusiasm in his voice.
"Thanks Kira, I appreciate that so much more than you know,".
And so with the happy married couple still debating back and forth about Mr. Blacky, and what precisely his upcoming little beard was going to look like, they finally left their room, followed shortly by the quite Mayu and Dearka.
Lacking a few steps behind the debating couple, Mayu leaned in towards Dearka, whispering quietly to him. "You know big bro, I think this is the first time, I have ever seen these two have something that even remotely resembles an argument, they always get along so incredibly well. The two really do make quite the excellent couple,".
"Heh, yeah now that you mention it, Mayu. I don't think I've ever seen our resident, happy married couple, ever have a serious argument. I hate to admit it, but the slightly twisted, sadist part of my nutty personality, do kinda want to see the two of them go at it, at least just once. Not only that, but I've wonder what precisely it would take to really get them into an argument. Mm, perhaps it has to be something along the lines of what new costume Lacus should get, for their naughty cosplaying," the Yami pilot said with a cheeky smirk on his lips.
Turning her head, Mayu send her older brother a highly skeptical, are you serious look, her purple eyes narrowing in disbelief, which Dearka's only response to was shrugging his broad shoulders ever so slightly, while attempting unsuccessful to look as sweet and innocent, as a small ill-behaved child, who had just been caught, with his hand in the cookie jar, yet that however only served to intensify the disapproval look Mayu was sending him.
"Oh good Lord, you really do have your fair share of immensely weird inexplicable issues, don't you, big bro?" The girl asked.
"Em, Mayu sweetie, I am not entirely sure that weird or inexplicable, are the precise words I would use to describe it, they seem kinda insulting in away. But yeeeah, I do have a few 'minor' personal issues, but then again don't we all? We are pretty much like the Fairy Tail Guild on this 'happy' little ship of ours. The only major difference is, that we do not beat each other up constantly," Dearka said, hoping that the day would soon come where all they had to worry about was what precise was going to happen in the next chapter or episode of a good series they were either reading or watching, he was really starting to miss those calm peaceful days.
"And we can't use magic, even though I would SO love to be able to use lightning magic. That would be so totally sweet and awesome!" The girl said in an overly excited tone of voice, throwing her right hand forward like she was about to cast some highly destructive spell.
"That sounds so incredibly dangerous. I am not entirely sure how exactly I feel about you of all people, Mayu, gallivanting around the place with something like lightning magic. Can't you find a sort of magic that is a little less hazardous to everyone's health? Like, for example, ice magic or summoning magic," the Yami pilot suggested, fully realizing that those types of magic, could be just as destructive as the lightning magic.
"Oh, nice! I can definitely see myself using ice magic to beat the crap out of my enemies, I think I would be a very proficient, using that. As for the summoning magic, that's quite frankly not really my cup of tea, it is not nearly destructive enough," the girl said with a smirk. Obviously, already coming up with an immense amount of ideas about how to use the ice magic, against her many imagery enemies.
Silently observing the girl's mischievous face for a brief moment, Dearka raised his left eyebrow in curious wonder. "Does the magic really have to be destructive by nature, before you are satisfied with it, Mayu? What if you get something a bit less harmful to your surroundings, like healing magic or levitation magic?".
"Mmm, the levitation magic, is definitely something I can so very easily imagine being useful during battle, throwing stuff around is always funny as hell. As for the healing magic, that is just seems so unremarkable and tedious. I need something with a lot more action, so I think I'll stick with the ice magic, if I do that, perhaps I can even get Glaceon as my helpful little familiar," Mayu said, wondering how long it would take to make a wizard costume for Halloween, or maybe just run around in for fun.
"Glaceon? Ahh, Maayu, now you are just mixing things up on purpose! I thought we were having a serious discussion about magic here, then you go and throw Glaceon into the mix, if you want some sort of familiar, at least pick something from the same story, everything else is just bizarre and confusing," Dearka said, simply choosing to ignore the laughter he heard from Lacus and Kira, who were so very obviously listening in on their engrossing conversation.
"Oh, cry me a river. I guess you simply have to learn to live with being all confused, big bro. Glaceon is the one I like and want as my shiny, kick-ass familiar! Heh, can you imagine it? With both he and I, utilizing ice magic to the highest degree, we will be kicking so much ass all over the magical world, I might even start up my own powerful wizard guild," Mayu told her three older siblings, with a look of immense enjoyment on her small face, she was clearly about to disappear completely into this elaborated fantasy world of hers.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Dearka, thoughtfully, rubbed the back of his neck for a long second. "Ahh, that seem a bit far-fetched if you ask me, Mayu honey. You have barely acquired ice magic, and now already, you are acting like you are a complete master of the craft. Don't you think you should slow it down just a teeny-tiny bit, and learn how to actually wield it properly, so you don't harm yourself or someone else?".
"Nooope, not at all," the self-assured girl immediately answered with not even the slightest hint hesitation, as she confidently fisted bump her tiny chest.
"But speaking of powerful magic, what sort of magic do you fancy yourself using, big bro?" Mayu curiously asked him.
Having sort of expect her to ask him that question, Dearka was quick to give Mayu a response; "Oh, most definitely fire magic, Mayu. From what I have seen of those who uses that type of magic, it seems so incredibly effective, especially during battle. You can throw fireballs around, and it's quite useful as a defense means too, since it prevents a great deal of your more close combat oriented opponents, from getting anywhere near you".
It was at that point, Lacus decide to chime in to their conversation. "But ain't that kinda of hypocritical of you, Dearka? Did you not just criticize Mayu for wanting the destructive type of magic?".
"Well yeah, I guess did, Lacus. But you see, the major difference between the two of us, is that I am a mature, responsible adult. So, I of course know how to use that type of destructive magic responsibly," Dearka boasted in a loud, prideful tone of voice.
"Ugh, there is so much wrong with that statement that I don't even know where to start, Dearka. Responsibly, most definitely, you have shown that quite a few times. But mature, really? I don't remember ever seeing you behave mature before. Is that one of those little things you have been doing in absolute secrecy, when you and Miriallia are all alone together in your room?," Kira asked, genuinely curious about what sort of answer he was going to get from Dearka.
Grimacing and glaring somewhat sourly at Kira. "Ohh, jeez, just because an individual has the tendency to occasionally behave a bit immature and silly, he is instantly branded for life. Heeeh, guess that's just one of those small undeserved crosses, I have to bear. Even through, I think it's sort of unfair, since I have occasionally caught Mu acting even more immature, then me. And the old man is so much older, so he should definitely know better," Dearka said, almost busting out in laughter himself, once he heard the girls and Kira chuckle softly in amusement at that remark, they all of course knew full well how much Mu despised being referred to as old man.
However, before, he, Kira or the girls could say or do anything else, their conversation was brought to an abrupt end, by the sound of Athrun's loud voice calling out to them.
"There you guys are. The ZAFT broadcast is about to start, so hurry it up, guys. I have a nagging suspicion that we do not want to miss out on this, even though I am relatively certain, that whatever worthless bullshit that is about to be enriched upon us now, is going to make all of us feel sick to our stomach afterward, and curse the Chairman's very existence," Athrun growled out, glancing up at the light gray ceiling for a brief moment, wondering how the hell he could ever have believed Durandal's words in the first place, and worked voluntarily for that awful manipulative man.
"Hah, way to look on the bright side Athrun, old buddy. Hell, you never know perhaps the evil son of a bitch, is simply going to deliver the happy message, that the war is at long last finally over and done with, and we can all go back to living our mundane, but preferably peaceful lives," Dearka said, his voice just dripping with sarcasm.
Glancing over at the former Buster pilot, Athrun rolled his eyes a single time. "Maybe, you should go lie down Dearka, you seem to be delusional here, and losing touch with reality,".
"Uhm, truth be, I sort of do wish I was delusional and that it was a viable option for me to just go lie down on my comfy bed, and take in the scent of Miriallia's shampoo on our pillows. But... I think I better man up, and watch this idiotic broadcast of his, together with the rest of you. Even though I am quite frankly so sick and tired of listening to Durandal. I am reaching the point where I rather listen to a boring five-hour-long Italian opera, then the Chairman for five minute," Dearka said, which served to make a bit of laughter leave the others.
"I think each of us understand that feeling so well, Dearka. But with the way things are now, it's simply not possible for us to ignore anything that man says. The more information we are able to gather about his plan, the better our chances are of stopping that awful man," Lacus told her blond haired friend, squeezing her husband's hand so incredibly hard that it had likely to hurt a bit, but despite that, Kira didn't really show much of a reaction to it, he simply ran his thumb gently over the soft skin on Lacus' small hand.
Sighing loudly and deeply. "Oh man-oh man, yeah, point taken, Lacus. So let's just hurry the hell up and get this shit show over with. That way I can go thoroughly wash out my ears afterward, to get the sound of his stupid voice out of them again," Dearka growled displeased.
Arriving at their destination mere moments later, the five of them hurried entered the bridge, where they saw the entire bridge already present and accounted for, along with Meyrin who was sitting a bit fidgety in the seat beside Arnold, Mu who was standing with crossed arms beside Murrue's chair, and finally Kazuma, who with an open can of soda in his hand, was leaning against the wall near the door.
And even though Murrue did briefly spin her seat around to look at them, she did not say anything at all, she just nodded a single time in approval at their presence, before she once more turned her attention back towards the main screen. That flickered a bit, just as a certain individual appeared on it. Yet, much to all of their surprise and disbelief, it was not Durandal's ugly mug that appear on the screen, but a familiar blond haired woman instead.
"Ahh, what the freaking hell is going on, now? Where is the evil son of a bitch?!" Kazuma loudly cried out, all the rest of them presence up there sharing his sentiment. Yet before ace Murasame pilot could complain or do anything else, Meyrin shushed at him a bit from her seat, telling him to please be quiet and that they would all talk about it afterward.
"Greetings everyone. As you all might very well know, my name is Neu Kazaefsky, and at present I am a proud member of the PLANT's Supreme Council. I do of course realize that you were all expecting our Chairman Durandal to be the one speaking today. But he is currently occupied elsewhere with highly important work that will undoubtedly benefit us all greatly, Naturals and Coordinators alike. So I will be the one speaking in his place today," Neu composedly told them all.
To be continued.