A Funny Reunion

Summary: It's been ten years sense the teens of Gundam Seed High have graduated and now the head of a major company is throwing a large party. What will happen when the now adults meet each other again?

Pairings: not telling!

Discalimer: Don't own nothing worth anything. So I probably do not own Gundam Seed. Sorry.

Chapter One

Invitation

Mirillia studied the board in front of her. She had been the director of fashion and cosmetics at this company for over five years now and she certainly knew what to look for in a new design. She sighed. It all looked bad to her.

"Charles! This will not do! I hate these colors! They don't clash right! We need to find a new look for these lovely ladies. My products don't do them justice! Get me Miss Wellington!" she called.

The tall green haired man nodded and pushed his glasses up his nose.

"Of course Miss Haww. Would you like some more coffee?"

"No. I'm fine. Oh! And get me Miss Henry on the phone. My models are too skinny. They can't be dying on me. Hurry up!"

He hurried out of the office and the tall brunette sat down and scratched her head. She looked at the many letters on her desk and pulled out one particular. It was small and had a seal that she immediately recognized. Her heart skipped a beat as she opened the letter and read it.

Mirillia Haww

It's been ages since we last spoke. I wanted to let you know that I am having a small party for everyone in our… let's say, "group" and I was hoping you'd come. Everyone will be there I am sure. RSVP at this number 555-7980

Thanks again.

Love,

Tolle Koenig

She quickly picked up the phone and called the number.

"Hello. Mr. Koenig's office." Came a female's voice.

"Yes, I am Mirillia Haww and I was making sure that I could RSVP for a party from Mr. Koenig."

"Yes ma'am. The times and date is on a the back of the invitation. Thank you for calling."
With that the phone went dead. Well… that was that. Now back to work. Mirillia smiled. Tolle… it had been so long…

Dearka Elthman slowly opened a envelope that was sitting on his desk. He read it and grabbed the phone on his wall.

"Hello? Yes… I am Dearka Elthman calling into say I will be going to the party for Mr. Tolle… Yes, yes, thank you. Yes… Goodbye."

He hung up and looked at the invite. This was different. The last time he spoke to Tolle was when they were at graduation and he had nearly punched the stupid dork for nearly telling Mirillia something Dearka didn't want her knowing.

That was the last day the entire "crew" had seen each other before heading home and off to college.

Dearka planted himself in front of his desk again and tried to remember what he had been doing. Oh yeah! His next painting. He need to get it ready. Then he got an idea. He'd set aside his current project and do something else. The buyer could wait for another day.

So he got working…

Yzak nearly threw the paper away when he read it. Then he decided to just go ahead and accept. Dearka would be there… that was a plus. But then again… she'd be there too. He dialed the number and got a busy secretary and quickly told his name and said goodbye.

He hung up and looked out the window of his office. He was now twenty-eight and everything was different. He needed to move on. He sighed and got back to his work. Now where was the rest of those files from Africa?

Athrun Zala read the letter twice, laughing a little. Man! This was great. He could finally see everyone after ten long years. Most of that time he had been working to become a doctor and had recently started his own practice and he need a small vacation. He dialed the number and answered a question and hung up smiling.

This is going to be good. Seeing everyone… Cagalli… he wondered suddenly how'd she had been…

Cagalli ripped the seal of the envelope and read quickly. She had to deliver some more packages to the major and this was her busiest time of day. She stopped and slowly re-read the paper and smiling. This was great. She called the number and just like the woman on the phone kept the talk brief. She too was a secretary and knew that phone calls were meant to be short and to the point. She smiled and hung up the phone and quickly called the mayor's office.

"Hello?"

"Mr. Mayor, I am taking a short vacation next week to go to my old home town."

"Okay. Get all your work done by then."

"Yes, sir."
With that the phone was hung up on both lines and she got back to her torturous work.

Kira Yamto slowly opened the letter and read. Yup. It was his old buddy. Great! He called and the arraignments were made. He called his supervisor and got leave for a few days. This was great. He'd be able to see his old friends from high school and get away from his grunting work as a trigonometry teacher for a day or so. This was good indeed. He then began his next class as the day continued.

Lacus Clyne opened the letter like all her other fan mail, half heartedly. But when she read the inside she squealed in delight and called her manager.

"Yeah, I'm going to this party. No, I won't be going to a concert before hand. You know I can't miss a party! Yes, we'll just have to tell the villagers that it was postponed a day. Okay. Bye."

She sighed happily after closing her cell and hurrying to get ready to leave to see her old friends.

"So… everyone called. That'll be eleven plus myself and the La Flagas. That'll be fourteen Kim." Tolle said, reading the list.

"Yes Mr. Tolle."

"Good. I want this to be a very special night… when everyone who made me the famous man I am today will be there to see me and how I am doing…."

He laughed and went back to work.

AN: So? How is it? Good so far? Hope so. Please Review if you can. Thanks.

Mika out!