AN: Hi everyone! I am back with some more work! This story is actually a little something I came up with quickly to make sure I'm not forgotten while I work on other projects! Enjoy! This follows the 'A Child of No God' line and will probably be the second to last story in that particular series. Additional chapters will be posted as I finish writing them. Please Read and Review.I claim no ownership to Gundam Seed or its characters.
A small boat surged through the waters and beat against the waves that lapped mercilessly upon it. The sun was seen just rising over the ocean in the distance surrounded by a collage of colors. A young man stood at the helm and offered guidance to the boat in reaching the destination. His chocolate brown hair flapped around against the gusts of wind that burst past him, the cold of the night still upon them. With his vibrant violet eyes he identified the house on the mainland that was to be his destination that day, a house he had not visited in many months now. It was a house that had answers to questions he wished he did not have.
With her elbows resting upon her lap and hands clasped together, a pink-haired beauty gazed at her favorite pilot with eyes as deep and blue as the very ocean itself. The same wind that thrust itself against Kira would only lightly waft through her hair allowing it to flow gently at her side. Her gaze was one of pure love though her heart-shaped face was more solemn. Lacus didn't want Kira to return to the mainland again so soon. She didn't want him to get involved yet again.
"Kira, are you sure this is what you want to do? We don't have to go back, not yet. It's not too late to turn around." Her voice was barely heard over the roar of the motor.
Kira diverted his eyes away from his journey and fell upon his pink-haired destination, the one whom he would always end up with. The same eyes that normally held so much conflict and confusion now lay barren to emotion. "Lacus, I have to. This feeling, it just won't leave me be. Something's happening, I know it. Something bad. But I am glad you decided to come with me. I'm not sure I could have made it this far without you."
Lacus smiled deeply at him. Kira always had a knack for making her feel more special than any amount of fans or servants she had in the past ever could. She didn't want Kira to come out back to the mainland but if he must, she was going to accompany him. Lacus grasped that no matter how much she hated the idea, it needed to be done.
The past week something had been slowly eating away at her young love. His responses began to gradually dull as Kira slowly lost interest in the world. It tore apart her little heart every time she now found him sitting alone again at the beach whenever he found a free moment to himself. Just like back when his mind was still plagued, back before they had shared their first…kiss.
The boat ride continued without conversation. Their ears were overworked, straining to hear the harsh sounds of seagulls over the anger of the surf and the fury within the engine. Land was now in sight, and on a dock stood a lone figure waving his one good hand towards the couple, a scar down his eye revealing his true identity.
"Ahoy! Kira! Kira! Over here!" yelled the former general as if Kira was about to miss the dock altogether. The boat slowed and settled down at the dock behind the house that would offer them shelter for the next few nights while the passengers quickly made their way onto land.
Kira shock the hand of the man who was once his enemy but now his welcome party while Lacus curtsied, careful not to wrinkle her dress. It was one Kira said he particularly liked.
"My my Princess. You are looking as lovely as ever" His words were not insincere. A new glow emanated from her face, one that was not present the last time they visited. He would have to ask what caused such a change. "I trust Kira has been treating you well?"
Lacus covered her mouth as she giggled. "Of course Commander Bartfeldt. Kira has been a perfect gentleman." She did not add that it was her who had acted a little unladylike as a blush rushed to her face.
The General faced Kira and was about to tease him for being stuck on an island with someone so beautiful and had yet to make a move when he noticed something strange on the young man's face. It was a smile. 'It looks like our little Kira has done some growing since last we met. I bet our little princess here had something to do with it. Good. That kid deserves more than his fair share of happiness.'
Bartfeldt picked up Lacus' bag on her behalf while Kira lugged his own up the many stairs that led to the mansion which was situated at the edge of a cliff. It would have been a large and lovely home, fitting for any family were it not so empty. The warmth and comfort found at the orphanage would not intrude upon the sadness and mourning of this domicile. But hidden, almost overwhelmed by the hurt trapped within the house was yet another feeling. One of fond memories of those no longer with us.
The trip to the mainland had been difficult for many reasons as old memories resurfaced to his mind. "Bartfeldt, where is Captain Ramius? I thought she would have met us at the docks."
The General hesitated before speaking. "She…she had to go into town. Don't worry; I'm sure she will be back before you have to leave." He didn't want to tell Kira that Captain Ramius found it too painful to be near the young pilot again, to near to the life she helped destroy, too near to the one HE thought of as a little brother.
"Oh, I see." Kira's voice shared a mixture of disappointment and relief. While Kira wished to see the one who had taken care of him like an older sister onboard the Archangel, he feared to see the pain of loss still trapped within her eyes. He was scared to confront a woman in such sorrow and could only imagine how the past year had treated her. At least he still had the one he loved, he had Lacus. Where he ever to lose her only the world would hear of his fury.
The three war-heroes found themselves sitting in a large open living room, a picture of Mwu and Aisha off to the side. Kira's eyes were drawn towards them and caused his hands to tremble. One had died to protect the friends Kira could not, the other he killed as nothing more than mere collateral damage to war. Their deaths served as a constant reminder to Kira that when his strength and resolve were needed the most, he had failed.
Lacus quickly took note of his reactions and cupped the side of his face with one hand and brought it back to her welcoming smile as her other hand grasped his own. She read the thank you upon his mouth and signaled towards the two cups of coffee placed before them.
His eyes lingered on the unruly steam that crashed into one another as they tried to dart in every direction as they escaped their black liquid of a prison. He waited silently until Lacus took his cup and brought it towards her glossy pink lips. She took a small sip and made a strange face before heading off towards the kitchen only to return a few moments later cup in hand, after altering the contents sufficiently.
Lacus took her seat next to Kira and took yet another sip of the warm drink, this time satisfied with its taste. With a nod she handed the mug over to Kira who only now partook of the drink.
Andrew Bartfeldt could only watch in amusement and annoyance as someone else had dared to tamper with his creations, but he would remain quite. He didn't want to return to being rivals with the man who sat across from him yet again. Though now that everyone has finally settled down, it was time to get back to business.
"I take it you will be wanting to meet with your old friend today?" Kira nodded in response
"I see. Well luckily he is back in town. I have arranged for you to meet him. However I'm afraid Lacus will have to remain here at the house. She would be recognized far too quickly." Bartfeldt was right, if the two were to retain their privacy from the world Lacus could not venture far. The world had never seen the face of the infamous pilot of Freedom as most knew him to be dead.
"I appreciate everything you have done for us. Are you sure there is nothing more you can tell us right now?" Kira struggled to keep his eyes from wandering back to the picture of the woman he killed in the desert over a year ago next to the picture of the man he felt his brother. He didn't have to deal with visual reminders back at the orphanage. How he wished he could return there soon, but there was a mission to accomplish.
Bartfeldt shook his head. "Truthfully kid, you would be better off hearing it from Athrun. He's got all the details." The rest was heard only in his mind. 'And frankly kid, I don't want to be the one to give you the news.'
A soft voice returned to the conversation. "Is there a place Kira can rest for a few moments before he leaves? I don't want him to be too strained before rushing into such a situation." The concern in her words was unwavering.
"Actually that reminds me of something." Bartfeldt obviously felt uncomfortable asking the rest of that question. "Err, will you be needing two rooms or uh…one?"
He found his answer as Lacus blushed and tried to bury her nose within Kira's arm who was careful not to drop any of the hot liquid upon her. His face now visibly red, the general stood up and made his way towards the stairs to find a suitable room. While the news was startling he would make no assumptions about how far their relationship progressed. Being a veteran soldier himself he could already guess with great accuracy Kira's need for comfort in times of sleep.
"However I am afraid there is no time to relax. You will have to leave right away for the café. Athrun was unable to tell me exactly when he could arrive there so you will have to hang tight for a bit kid. Unlike you, he has to go incognito. Don't worry, I'll stay back and make sure Lacus is fine. I'll try and join you once Murrue returns."
Kira merely nodded, unwilling to argue a man who was so many years his senior, but often acted much younger. Lacus on the other hand had her doubts about being separated from Kira as he ventured back into his country, back into Orb. "It's alright Lacus. Ill be fine. Athrun will be there with me and you know there s no way he would let anything happen to me if it meant facing your wrath."
Her cheeks pinkened further as she laced her hands around Kira's neck and quickly kissed him on the cheek. "Just come back soon. See if you can steal away Athrun for a quick visit too." Her life on the island was as perfect as she could imagine, though she still sometimes missed her old friends.
"I'll do my best. I best be off. Don't worry. I will return to you soon." Kira stood up and placed his cup back down upon coffee table. He looked over at the general with a slight weariness weighing down upon his face which fought the determination to seek answers that now sprung forth.
He left the mansion and found his way outside to discover a preset car awaiting him to take him into the city. His steps slowed as he came closer and close to the vehicle. Kira had not imagined his first trip back into the city would become so difficult. He had not imagined the demons that lay buried in his mind would threaten him again so harshly again.
Ok thats all for now. I realize it is not the greatest I have done yet but i will try harder with the coming chapters. I am also working on more of an epic medievil timed Gundam Seed Piece. Don't ask me how, but i somehow connected GSD to the whole King Arthur thing (something about whats right over might) and was inspired for a knight based fic. That shoujld be coming out soon. Anyways, as always please Read and Review. All comments are welcome. Don't be too harsh! I have been working on too many stories at once! (on like 5 different storylines right now including an ongoing fmp one)