Hello everyone! This is my first GSD fanfic, so I hope you will like it! Also, sorry for not updating any of my other fanfics (well, I did updated Doll not too long ago) and I know I promised a new CCS fanfic, but I want to leave the poll open for a little bit more before I start concentrating on the one you will choose==]]

I really wanted to try writing a GSD fanfic for some time now, and finally this idea came to my mind! I promise it's gonna be a good one!

**please read A/N at the end of the chapter=p**

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam SEED/Gundam SEED Destiny or any of its characters (sadly). I do own the plot, though.

Full Genres: Romance, Mystery, Friendship, Drama, Adventure and something in-between Sci-Fi, Supernatural and Fantasy (still trying to decide which of those…)

Full Summery: When a mysterious stranger arrives at the Academy City of Orb, the City of Peace, where both Naturals and Coordinators exist side by side, things are bound to get complicated.

Will Lacus and her friends manage to unravel Kira's past? Will Kira find the thing he is looking for and so his own peace in a world tainted by blood?

Enjoy~

Song of The Soulless

Chapter one- The Stranger

The sun was setting in the cloudless sky, painting it with majestic, beautiful colors. The wind was blowing mercilessly, rising the sand from the deserted plains and into the lone traveler's eyes.

Fortunately, he was already accustomed to almost all kinds of acclimate after years of traveling all over the three known continents, and so was accordingly dressed in a thick, dark cloak with a high collar which came up to just under his nose, a pair of goggles and two piece of cloths- a thin one covering his mouth and nose, and another wrapped around his head. His only visible belonging was a worn-out brown bag.

He walked over a dune and stopped, letting out a breath of relief.

"Finally," he whispered, "I found it."

XOXO

"Lacus, hey Lacus!" a feminine voice called irritably as its owner ran to catch up to a certain pink-haired, grey-blue-eyed beauty.

Said girl stopped walking and blinked as she saw her best friend standing beside her, her hands on her hips. "Oh! Sorry, Mir, I was day-dreaming," Lacus apologized with a smile that instantly lighted-up her beautiful eyes.

Mir sighed in defeat. "Mind telling me what exactly you were thinking about that you weren't listening to anything I said?" she asked playfully. "It won't happen to be a certain blue-haired boy now, will it?" she teased.

"No, actually. And one would think you would already let it into your stubborn head that the two of us are just friends." She sighed.

"But your parents wanted the two of you to marry," Mir pointed out- as she always did when the subject came up.

And the answer she received was no different than countless of times before. "That was a long time ago. The two of us never thought about each other as more than friends, as I already said."

"Shame. He is hot." Mir gave up, and the two of them resumed walking.

"Speaking of hot, what is going on between you and Dearka?" Lacus asked softly. Mir froze for a second, but managed a half-smile.

"Nothing. I mean, I'm not stupid- I know he would like us to be more than friends, but… I can't." Lacus put a comforting hand on her friend's shoulder, not saying anything for a long moment. "It will be okay, Mir."

"I hope so."

The two girls looked up at the darkening sky; tomorrow they will attend their first day at Archangel Academy- an Academy for both regular human, also called Naturals, and those with certain abilities, also called Voice-Coordinators.

The Academy City of Orb was the first place to establish such educational facilities, in attempt to bring an end to many years of hate and war, which reached their peak with the tragedy of the Bloody Valentine five years ago.

Lacus and her father were always strong supporters of peace, and together with other leading figures of both Naturals and Coordinators, managed to bring upon a peace treaty and the foundation of Orb- the City of Peace, where the first co-ed education system was founded.

As the two friends took their daily evening-walk down the wide, clean and well-lighted streets of the city, they noticed a commotion close to the city gates.

Curious, the two girls decided to check what was all the gathering-around about.

"I see Athrun and the others," Lacus pointed, and the two hurried to join their friends to ask what was all this about.

"Hey, guys, what's going on?" Miriallia asked as the two reached the group.

Their friends shot them a glance but remained quiet. It was the dark brown-haired, purple-eyed Shiho who answered eventually. "Hey, guys. Apparently, there is someone asking permission to enter the city, even though the gates are already closed for the night."

The two girls made nodded in understanding and turned to watch the screen that showed the scenery just outside the city, on which a cloaked figure was displayed.

"Look, I'm not anyone suspicious! And there is a storm coming up! I would really prefer not spending the night out here," they heard a young male voice through the speakers. "Will it help if I show my face? I promise I'm not anyone… dangerous," the way he said the last word made some of the people to fidget slightly, as if a forbidding feeling came over them.

"Look, kid, we have orders not to allow anyone entrance after sunset." One of the gate keepers said.

The boy- or was he a young man? It was hard telling without seeing his face- sighed.

"Seriously, I didn't want it to come to that," he removed the pieces of cloths from around his head and face, and pulled his collar down, then his goggles. "My name is Kira. I came to speak with Uzumi Nara Athha about his daughter. Now, if you won't let me in, I will have to resort to other means," his voice was surprisingly kind, almost cheerful, despite the obvious threat.

Beside Lacus, Miriallia gasped. "Kira? Kira Yamato!" she called suddenly, running up toward the screen and the gates.

The boy looked up right at the screen, and the look in his expressionless lavender eyes mesmerized the people watching.

"Miriallia Haw? Is that you?" he didn't really sound surprised, Lacus mused, but rather… sad.

"Hey, Mir. Long time no see, huh? You sure haven't changed." He watched her through the screen on his side of the gates.

"I-I thought you… is Tolle-? Let him in!" she cried frantically, obviously confused and not in control.

The people around looked at her strangely until Lacus, who was too shocked at first than to act, came forward and put a restraining hand on the other girl's shoulder.

"Open the gates." She ordered the gates keepers.

"B-But Miss Lacus-!" they stuttered. They knew who she was, of course- everyone knew the Songstress of Peace- and she held high position and authority in the city, even without her father's name.

"Do it!" this time her voice held a hint of power in it- the power which could send people against their loved ones or calm down the worst of enemies.

The gates keepers saluted respectably and obeyed.

Lacus didn't forced them to obey her- she was, after all, one of the leading voices opposing the abuse of the Coordinators' power- but she used just enough to enchant it and remind the people who exactly she was.

The gates opened, and everyone watched silently as the lone figure stepped into the city.

"My, My, what a warm welcome," he mused loudly, clearly amused with the progressing of events.

The next moment he was tackled by a teary Miriallia. He barely managed to keep his balance and support both their weight as she clung to him as if for dear life.

"You're alive! You're alive…" she repeated hysterically in his ears over and over. In the dead silence, even her frantic whispers could be heard.

His blank expression softened somewhat as he hugged her back and patted her head affectionately. "I thought… I will never see you again," she said as she pulled away slightly, her eyes red but dry, and examined him.

"Yeah… so did I." he said in a soft voice that only she could hear. "I was ready for that, but…" he trailed, absorbed in his own painful memories, before wearing that blank expression again and turning to Lacus who, like the rest of the crowd, was watching the exchange curiously.

"Thank you miss. You spared me the need to... use some less pleasant ways to get in," he smiled with no malice, kindly. His behavior was so strange- so different from his forbidding words- that the pink-haired girl barely managed to suppress a shudder.

"It's my role to make sure peace is kept," she offered with a slight bow of her head, keeping a straight face.

He looked at her curiously, titling his head to one side as if to get a better look at her, before he smiled again- a smile that didn't reach his fascinating lavender eyes.

"Oh well, I sure caused quite a commotion. Sorry 'bout that. If only I hadn't met some… hindrances… on my way, all of this could be avoided. My apologizes, Songstress." His manner, though polite, was somewhat dismissive in nature as he turned from her and took Mir's hand. "Well then, off we go. Mir, would you mind showing me around before I go to speak with the old man?" ignoring all the stares, he nonchalantly led Mir away from the crowd, stopping only to wink at Lacus as the two passed her.

Mir shot her friends an apologetic glance as they passed them, but allowed the young stranger to lead her away.

Athrun put a hand on raging Dearka's shoulder to calm him down.

"Well," he said quietly as the group gathered while the rest of the crowd scattered to relay the gossip about the new arrival to the rest of the city, "that was something. We will have to catch Mir later for a long talk. In the meantime, am I the only one who thinks he heard the name 'Kira Yamato' before?" he asked calmly; it was never in his demeanor to get overworked easily.

His silver-haired, hotheaded friend snorted. "He is just a show-off!" Yzak Joule grimaced. "Who cares who he is!"

"We, obviously, you blockhead! Mir is our friend, and she is somehow involved with this 'show-off' as you so poetically described him." Shiho shot back heatedly.

And I thought Yzak was the hotheaded one… another girl of their group- Meyrin Hawk- mused to herself.

"Guys, enough!" Athrun burst into their argument. "We will just have to wait till tomorrow after the opening ceremony. Once its end and we all will be at the Academy, we will be able to talk to her. Besides, the others would want to hear about this as well," he added at a second thought, as not all of their close group's members were present. He turned to Lacus who seemed to be deep in thoughts. Once she noticed his attention, she nodded her agreement.

"Seeing as Mir living with me at the moment, I will try talk to her tonight as well. I will let you all know if something comes up." She said. "See you guys tomorrow." She bid them farewell and hurried to her home where she lived with Mir at the time (her father was away from Orb for some peace talks).

After she left, Athrun watched his friends for a moment, trying to figure out what was this strange feeling he had about that Kira Yamato person; Dearka was quiet, Yzak and Shiho kept bickering in whispers, and Meyrin, like himself, watched their little group with a frown.

She looked up at him and gave a half-smile, "Well, what a way to close the day. I have a feeling it's gonna be an eventful year."

Eventful somehow sounds like an understatement…


And cut! Hehe, I know the chapter is short, but it was the most fitting place to stop…

Anyway, if you want me to continue, please review and tell me so! (I already wrote the next chapter).

By the way, if anyone noticed/wondered why Kira called Lacus 'Songstress' even though he (apparently) doesn't know her, then one of the reasons is that he heard her using some of her Vice-Controlling abilities (again, ONE of the reasons…)

See ya guys! Luv you!

**Evermore**