Lonely Desire | By : Petya Category: Gundam (all others) > General Views: 12076 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own the Gundam series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Pairings: Athrun x Kira, Dearka x Yzak
Disclaimer: I don't own anything of Gundam SEED. :( I am
just borrowing the characters and the universe.
Warnings: NC-17. This fanfic contains male/male
relationship(s). This one contains violence, confussion
and death (well kind of).
Comments: Now I have two editors, they read the chapters
and correct my mistakes – thanks to Dem & Mat. This chapter however
had not yet been edited completely, because I wanted to post it ASAP. I know it
took me really long to update but this chapter is even longer than the
previous. If I continue like this my last chapter would be the something like
15 pages. I considered cutting it into two parts, but it just didn’t make sense
and seemed incomplete, so I kept it as it is. So, thanks for your patience and
here is chapter TEN. I’ll add the corrections as soon as my editors are ready
with them.
EDIT: 22.10.2005 This is the edited
version, courtesy of Mat.
Chapter
TEN
Anger,
Madness and Nightmares
Once Athrun had trusted his beloved in the capable hands of
Erica Simmons and was told that he would have to wait outside, he grabbed Yzak’s hand and not muttering even a single word, dragged
him out of the hospital to the underground car-park.
Once there
without any warning he clenched his hands in fists and tried to punch the
platinum-haired boy. Yzak avoided it but he knew that
in such a state, when he needed to channel out his anger, the emerald-eyed man
in front of him was capable to go for a kill and with their training they would
end pinned to beds in a room somewhere next to Kira’s.
He tried to reason with his friend before it became too late. He was grateful
that the other had not gone berserk or there would have been no other option
but to fight and that would have been a fight to death, or close.
“Athrun, please! I know how you feel.
I understand your pain and fear, but it’s not the moment to lose your common
sense!” Yzak tried to talk to his friend but the boy
in front of him seemed unable to think reasonably. His attacks were becoming
more and more aggressive and the blue-eyed Coordinator feared that soon he
won’t be able to simply dodge or block and will have to fight back, and if that
border was crossed there would be no stopping until one or the two of them were
incapable of moving.
“How could
you do this to Kira? I thought you had long gone past
the hatred you felt for him during the war. He thought you were his friend. And
you did this to him!”
Each sentence
was accompanied by a punch or a kick. The things were definitely getting out of
control. Yzak felt low for having to use such phrases
but he had to stop this madness. “Do you think Kira
would have approved of your current actions? Kira,
who hated war and violence more than everything? He, who dreamed of peace and
mutual understanding?”
Those words
seemed to reach Athrun’s mind and he slowly lowered
his hands and stood still. It was almost frightening to see how his determined
and enraged just a second ago face went pale and his whole body became limp as
if Athrun’s legs couldn’t bear the weight of it. It
was as if life itself was draining out of him. He seemed broken down.
The
blue-haired boy looked at his friend and almost lifelessly asked “Why? Why did
this happen to him? He is so kind and tender and considerate.”
Yzak wanted to embrace his friend to offer support but he
didn’t know how the other react would and besides he felt that one touch could
break the boy to thousand pieces. So he just stood there.
“Why did you
do it? I don’t understand…”
“I thought I
could help…” The older Coordinator felt guilt he never suspected he was capable
of feeling. “See, I knew of your love towards him and I had my reasons to think
he might love you back.”
“You knew… God, was I that obvious… I suppose I was… This should have
been a nice laugh between you and Dearka…” Athrun sounded so self-depreciative that his friend winced.
This was not the boy he knew.
“No, it’s not
like this. I saw you…, two days ago, in Kira’s
bedroom… holding his pillow, touching the pictures. It was only then that I
realized your feelings. I know what it is to love and to think that the object
of your affection doesn’t respond to your feelings, so when I noticed that Kira seemed to feel for you, I thought that some loosening
up would do the job and you’ll find each other. I never meant it to turn out
like this. I thought I had checked all possible side-effects.” Yzak’s fist flew towards a wall and hit it hard. His
knuckles bruised but he didn’t care. It was his fault his friend was here in
that hospital fighting for his life. “It’s my fault. God, if I could reverse
time I’d never do that.”
Athrun wanted to continue to blame everything on Yzak, it was so much easier like that, but he couldn’t. He
saw that the other boy suffered as much as he did and besides anger required
too much energy which he didn’t have right now. He just shook his head and
headed back for the elevators to return to the floor where Kira
was. The others should have already arrived and they probably wondered where he
and Yzak had been. And most importantly – maybe there
would be some news on his beloved’s condition.
Yzak followed silently.
“Where were
you?” Cagalli’s voice was the first thing that met
him as he turned in the corridor that led to Kira’s
room. “Don’t you care about my brother?”
Athrun didn’t feel like minding the feelings of the others right
that moment, so he snapped back “Shut up! Don’t shout in here!”
The Natural
blinked wondering if Athrun was aware that he was
also shouting and everyone else looked at him in shock.
“I know we
all are worried but, that’s the more why we should support one another and not
argue.” Lacus tried to ease the tension. “It’s Kira
we have to concentrate on, not our anger or pain. Besides, don’t forget that we
are in a hospital and we should keep silence.”
Both Athrun and Cagalli lowered their
heads in recognition of their guilt.
The minutes
started to drag as they awaited some news.
Kira-kun was in hibernation and she had no idea
how were she or the medical team supposed to act.
Erica Simmons
wondered how was she to explain Kira’s condition to
the 5 worried youths that waited for her in the corridor when she herself
didn’t quite understand it.
It would have
been much easier if there was a reason she could point to and say that it was
the cause for the hibernation. Any reason would have been good. One can fight
against the known, but there was no way to jump in the dark and risk worsening
the state of the boy, especially since it seemed that his body accepted it as
normal. And what disturbed her even more was that really contradictive
combination between hibernation and SEED-mode.
While the
former caused slowing of all processes in the organism, the latter was known to
raise the awareness of all senses, and senses in that particular case were not
even operational. It was as if everything within Kira-kun
had mobilized itself and had concentrated on some internal process that she was
unable to locate and in order to ensure maximal success in dealing with
whatever it was dealing with, the subconscious had turned off the brain cortex
and even lowered to the absolute minimum everything that could stand in its
way.
With one last
glance to the monitoring machines that registered her patient’s condition, she
headed for the door to face the youngsters and to try to ease their worries.
The door of Kira’s room opened and Erica Simmons went to the group of
friends. They all turned to her, their faces full of hope. She however looked
at two of them.
“Yzak-kun, Athrun-kun, may I talk
to you two first?”
The boys
nodded and the others looked at them with surprise. Cagalli
opened her mouth to protest, but Lacus’ hand flew to her shoulder and stopped
her.
When they
were out of hearing Erica Simmons faced the boys and started “Neither of you
has anything to do with your friend’s condition.”
The boys
looked at each other then at her waiting for her to continue. She noticed that
they stood away from the other as if an invisible wall was keeping them apart.
Obviously Yzak’s confession had created a rift
between them. She hoped that her words will help them find the way back to each
other.
“Athrun-kun, Kira’s physical state
doesn’t show any wounds or internal ruptures, only minor bruises that are normal in such cases, so the sexual intercourse you
shared had not in any way induced his discomfort.” The boy she talked to eased
a bit but she saw his fists clenching at the words ‘minor bruises’, so she
added a mental note to discuss with him the risks and physiology of the
male/male coitus.
“Yzak-kun, just as I suspected, the drug you used didn’t
have any negative effect on your younger friend as well. First of all, the T1/2[1]
of the Pentoxin is less than 3 hours, so if the drug
was the cause of the fever you described, its symptoms would have had
manifested themselves when he and Athrun-kun woke up
the first time in the early morning. Second, none of the tests we performed
showed any indications of anti-bodies against the drug, which means that there
was no reaction by the immune system that might have
lead to the fever.” Erica Simmons paused for a second then continued with the
bad news. ”This however is the good part of the news. The bad is that try as we
might, so far we cannot determine what the cause is of the state Kira-kun is currently in.”
Yzak’s guilt diminished but the fact that no one knew what
was wrong with Kira worried him further. He looked at
Athrun hoping that the boy would forgive him now, but
the other Coordinator seemed deep in thought. He wanted to talk to him, to
clear things up, but obviously that would have to wait.
“Maybe we
should return to the others and I’ll explain more about Kira-kun’s
condition. I am afraid that Cagalli-san might jump on
us anytime soon.”
They went
back to the three other youths and Erica Simmons went on to explain what they
knew of her patient’s state and how would they treat him.
“Kira Yamato is in a state of hibernation.” She explained
what that meant exactly. “The tests we performed so far don’t show any reason
for his condition. The only thing that differs from the norm is the level of
some hormones. However we believe that it is more probable that this had
occurred as a result of what caused the hibernation and is not the reason for
it itself. We estimated that Kira-kun’s metabolic
rate is about a quarter of the normal, so through the IV we will be giving him
the corresponding amount of nutrients, minerals and water. I want to warn you
in advance that he is connected to a lot of monitoring machines. Don’t get
frightened, that is to ensure max control of what is going on and to gather
information.”
“Hmm,
Erica-san, do you think he would hear us if talked to him. Would it help or
mess with his recovery?” Lacus wondered “Maybe we will wake him up if we talk
to him and tell him how important he is to us and how much we miss him. I could
even sing quietly his favourite songs.”
“I wish I
could tell you for certain but as I told you we are faced with something that
has not been described till now, so we can only presume. I think however, that
if you talk to him silently, that won’t hurt him. But if you notice him
reacting to something you say or do, try to remember what it was, since it is
possible that the cause of his discomfort is shock or stress. The fact is that
if there are no physiological reasons for his condition, then the reasons might
be psychological. Come on, I’ll let you all stay with him for a little, but
then I’ll allow no more than two at a time.”
Athrun entered the room where Kira
was and gasped in horror. He had seen Gundam cockpits
and battleships bridges with less buttons and lamps. The boy in front of him
was so fragile and pale between the white sheets and there were so many tubes
and cables that connected him to the big and frightening machines that presided
over the space that he looked like some alien. He came closer to the bed and
carefully took his beloved’s hand between his two. He turned to Erica Simmons
for help. “I thought you said you were only feeding and giving him water, why
are there so many…” he lost words, so he just waved a hand towards everything
around him “… of those… stuck in Kira? Is there more
than you tell us? Is he going to be all right?”
The doctor
sighed. “Athrun-kun, we are infusing nutrients and
solutions but if you think reasonably you would remember that in his current
state your friend can’t use the rest-room, so we had to have this done via
tubes and machines. And the monitoring system need actual contact to the body
to be able to register the processes within and it will alarm us if his
condition alters even slightly so that we could react. You should know that in
other cases all of them would have been beeping and flashing, since normally
such vital signs would have indicated threat to life. We altered the software
to adapt it to Kira-kun’s specific condition.”
The
blue-haired boy nodded in comprehension. He understood, but still found it
offending to see his loved one attached to the installations. He looked so
small and lost between the electronic monsters.
Cagalli went on the other side of the bed and bent over her
brother carefully removing his fringe from his forehead and planted a soft kiss
there. “Wake up, Kira, don’t give us the fright.
Please… wake up…” Her soft voice was so untypical for the tomb-boy that she
was. A single tear streamed down her cheek and she embraced Lacus looking for
support. The two girls held each other and cried helplessly.
Dearka and Yzak stood at Kira’s legs and stared at his pale and calm face. They
wanted to do something. They were used to acting, but this time they had to
wait. They had seen so many friends die during the war, but they had never
thought that they might lose someone in the times of peace.
Everyone
remained silent watching their friend but Erica Simmons urged them to exit the
room. Athrun didn’t move from his place beside Kira’s bed. “I am not leaving him here alone.” His voice
left no room for argument.
“Ok” said the
doctor, but I’ll ask the others to leave and return later or just stay outside.
If you go home, you have my word that I will call you if your friend’s
condition changes. They nodded and headed for the door leaving the green-eyed
boy alone with his beloved.
Athrun scanned the room and noticed a small stool. He took
it and sat beside the bed reaching for Kira’s hand
again. He needed to touch his skin. It was so cold and foreign, it felt so
different from… was it only a few hours since they shared that beautiful moment
together? The blue-haired Coordinator bent his head and his forehead rested on
the bed next to his lover’s shoulder.
Minutes
started to roll by. They turned into hours. Athrun
talked to Kira pouring his heart in his words, hoping
that each phrase might be the one that would stir his friend’s mind and wake
him up. He talked about his love, then about the guilt that plagued him during
the war after each encounter between him and his childhood friend. He explained
the confusion and denial he had gone through before he faced his feelings and
admitted to himself that he was in love with a boy… with his oldest and closest
friend… with Kira and how terrible it had been that
this had happened only after the fateful self-destruct of Aegis which he had
thought caused Kira’s death. How afraid he had been
to believe in Lacus’ word that his beloved is alive and what immense joy he
felt whan he saw Freedom’s movements at the battle at
ORB since he recognized the style of his adversary and closest friend. Then he
jumped to describe what had happened with him in the years they had been
separated including all kinds of stupid situations he had put himself in at the
Academy.
He would only
stop his tirade when one doctor or another entered to check Kira’s
condition. Cagalli, Lacus, Yzak
and Dearka stopped by but they felt out of place and
quickly left.
Athrun often checked his watch and unconsciously counted
the minutes and hours since he had discovered his beloved was sick.
Erica Simmons
felt helpless. None of her knowledge was of use. She had hoped that the
hormones held the key to Kira-kun’s condition, but
now, only 8 hours after the first tests that had revealed the abnormal concentrations
everything had returned to normal, or as normal as it could be since the boy
was in hibernation. It proved to be a dead-end and she had no other clues to
follow. Obviously the hormones played some role during the phase of adaptation
at the beginning of the hibernation but through what mechanisms she could only
guess. The boy was still in SEED-mode. She had never heard of someone remaining
that long in SEED. Maybe the cortex was shut off to prevent sensorial overload…
If only she knew… This was like a ball of threads but when she thought she had
found a loose-end and pulled it to undo the mess she ended up with a short
thread completely disconnected to the others…
She entered
her patient’s room and saw that Athrun Zala had fallen asleep his hands holding one of his
beloved’s and his head on the bed.
She went out
and gave an order for another bed to be moved in the room, since she was aware
that the blue-haired boy wouldn’t leave the hospital even at gunpoint. The she
shook him to wake him up and asked him to lie in the bed. He thanked her but
didn’t move and wouldn’t let go of the other boy’s hand. She gave up and just
told him that the bed is for him.
Days passed
and each one made the 5 young men and women lose hope that they will see their
friend open his eyes and smile at them. Athrun spent
every single minute by his beloved’s side. He wouldn’t sleep or eat normally
and it was starting to show. There were dark shades around his eyes. He was
getting passive and unconcerned with anything that didn’t revolve around Kira. He wouldn’t talk to anyone and when the others came
to visit Kira he behaved as if there was no one
around him. The other 4 youths were starting to get worried that he might break
down.
“He will wear
himself to complete exhaustion.” It was the morning of the fifth day of Kira’s sleep and the four of them – Cagalli,
Lacus, Yzak and Dearka –
were sitting in the cafeteria at the ground level of the hospital and commented
on Athrun’s condition. The phrase came from Cagalli. “He’s been in that room for almost 5 full days. He doesn’t even go home or leave to take
a stroll. If we don’t force
some food down his throat he won’t even remember to eat. He is deprived of
sleep, his voice is starting to go husk as a result of the constant talking and
his aggression towards everyone is so not like him. I am getting really
worried.”
“It’s because
he feels guilt, I think” Yzak’s words drew attention
to him. He had been quiet for the last days and had stayed away from Athrun, but the girls didn’t know the reason for that. It
was surprising that he took the initiative and they listened to what he had to
say. “He wanted to reveal his feelings to Kira and
just as he was about to do it this happened. He can’t stop himself from
wondering if that message he wrote that evening had anything to do with his
beloved’s condition.”
The
platinum-haired boy paused and sipped from his tea then stood up and said “I’ll
go up, I need to talk to him. I’ll try to force him to
come to his senses.” With this he turned and headed for the exit of the
cafeteria.
Dearka followed him took his hand and squeezed it slightly,
offering his support and said in a low voice. “Knock him down if you have to.
He needs a good shaking to get out of the depression that he had drowned in. I
am afraid that if he is still in this condition and the worst happens to Kira he might do something stupid.” Then he returned to the
girls and Yzak took off to see Athrun.
*dream
sequence*
He stared
at the maze. He knew that Kira was in there waiting
for him to save him. He didn’t hesitate to enter and started to move between
the hedges. The strange plants were extremely high. When he looked up he didn’t
see their tops instead he saw the walls on both his sides meet high above. It
didn’t matter. All that mattered was that in the center of the maze Kira awaited him and he wouldn’t disappoint him. He chose a
turn and went ahead.
He was
like Theseus but he had no thread to help him find
the way back. And he knew – he didn’t know how – that it wouldn’t have helped him
even if he had it. He felt the walls move and rearrange once he turned every
corner. So he just
continued walking. He didn’t think in which direction he had to go, he knew
that reaching the center was the easier part. The hardships would begin once he
headed back.
He walked
and walked. He had no real idea how time worked in this place, so he didn’t
know how long he had been walking but he felt his legs hurting then they
started to go numb, yet he didn’t stop. He knew that if he stopped he would not
be able to reach his goal, so he put one foot in front of the other and forced his aching
body to endure each step. And then the next turn led him to a wide open space
that didn’t seem to be able to fit in the maze, not that anything here made
sense.
And there,
under a beautiful blooming tree was a crystal coffin reflecting the light that
seemed to come from everywhere and in the same time from nowhere in particular.
The reflected and diffracted rays exploded in a stunning rainbow that took his
breath away. All his tiredness left him. Athrun felt
that if he lifted his hands he would float like a bird. An overwhelming feeling
of extreme happiness and joy filled his whole being and he knew it was because
of the person that was inside of the crystal bed.
He approached
it and looked inside. There he was. His Kira.
His Sleeping Beauty. He took off the lid and bent to
kiss the soft rose lips that haunted his dreams. He placed a tender kiss on
them and then lifted his head in expectation.
Nothing
happened. He bent again and took the fragile figure in his hands then cradled
it to his chest. Kira was light as a feather. The
beloved face was relaxed and glowed healthy and pretty. He held his precious
load tighter and turned to enter the confusing maze once again.
But as soon
as he stepped away from the tree a wind appeared and started to blow in his
face with such ferocity that he couldn’t advance even a millimeter. The light
changed. The soft sunlight got replaced by storm clouds that were so low that
he could touch them if he stretched his hands up.
The
blossoms of the tree flew in the air and where they touched his skin they left
wounds as if their petals were sharp thin blades. The cuts weren’t deep and
didn’t hurt a lot but he felt his blood dripping, He tried to protect Kira from harm but he couldn’t. No matter what he did and
how he turned the blossoms were everywhere and they went through the soft
perfect skin and each cut they inflicted caused him pain.
He didn’t
fear for himself, but he was terrified that something might hurt Kira. If the brunet’s wounds made him hurt, did that mean
that Athrun’s inflicted pain on the brunet?
He drew
the boy closer and tried to slice through the wind. His advance seemed
insignificant but he could see that the entrance of the maze was getting
closer.
Then he
reached it! A long and heavy exhale released the breath he was not aware that
he had held.
It was
easier to walk now and he started to go trough the confusing corridors. And
then the next one led him to another open space. This time it was a graveyard.
He tried to turn and go back but there was a dead-end. He had no choice but to
cross between the tombstones.
Athrun fixed his gaze on the single entrance of
the maze on the other side of the long row of marble stones and started to walk
down the isle between them not looking to his sides. But as soon as he passed
the first grave a voice called his name.
“Athrun, dear, won’t you greet your mother?”
Athrun’s froze and he turned around to see his
mother sitting on a grave and the inscription read “Lenore Zala”
“Leave
that and come to me. It’s been so long.” The blue-haired boy was in shock. The
rational side of his brain knew his mother was dead, but his longing heart
craved for the warm embrace of the tender hands. He took a step towards her but
just before he reached her she pulled away and demanded “You leave that.”
Athrun’s arms instinctively held Kira’s body closer and tighter. He took a hesitant step
back. Then another. The beautiful face of his mother
crooked in an expression of threat and evilness. Her hands that were now
adorned with long and frightening claws reached for Kira
and the blue-haired boy started to run.
But he
couldn’t advance much. Now there were people sitting on every grave. Most faces
were unfamiliar, but he felt that those faces belonged to the ones he had
killed during the war. He was taken aback by the enormous amount of them. Had
he killed that many people? Then behind each of those unfamiliar men and women appeared
other ghosts and he somehow knew those were the relatives left without a
father, brother, son, mother, husband, beloved… His head started to spin.
He tried
to run but those he knew formed a circle around him and no matter which side he
turned he faced a person he had killed or for whose death he somehow felt
responsible.
There was Nicol and Athrun could read the
accusation in the brow eyes ‘I died because of you’.
Tolle was also present holding his head in his
hands as red blood erupted from his open neck…
Then he
faced Rusty…, Miguel…, Mwu La Flaga…,
Uzumi Nara Athha…, Siegel Clyne…, Raw Le Creuset…
His former
Captain watched him with his blue eyes and Athrun
felt them as if they bore a hole through his skull.
They all started
talking at the same time…
“…Would
you make the impossible possible, kid…?”
“…Where’s
the peace? There’s my daughter? Why have you left her for this…?”
“…Is this
the world you dream of, Athrun Zala…?”
“…You
should kill him or you’ll end dead…”[2]
Athrun closed his eyes in a vain attempt to shut
off the voices but they wouldn’t stop. He couldn’t close his ears because that
meant letting go of Kira and he knew that that was
exactly what the ghosts wanted… He started walking, unaware in which direction.
It didn’t matter as long as it led him away from the voices and their owners…
But then
the next voice made him open his eyes wide … It was his father’s…
“You have
been a disappointment. You chose that instead of the future of your kind…” Patric Zala’s voice seemed to
preside over everything. He raised his hand and the gun in it pointed to Kira.
If he was
the target Athrun would have been less afraid. But it
was Kira his father was aiming at…
He tried
to turn around and break through the circle of ghosts but now every one of held
a pointed gun. And then all of them shot at the same time.
Athrun closed his eyes awaiting the pain and his
imminent death, but felt nothing. He opened them again
and saw that only Kira was bleeding. Blood was coming
out of his body from countless wounds… He knelt and carefully put him on the
ground to treat his injuries, but the moment the body came in contact with the
ground it dissolved…
“Kira! KI~RAAA~~!”
Then he
appeared again, this time among the ghosts…
Athrun lost his mind. He had nothing more to live
for. Now that his Kira was gone, his heart was dead
too…
He reached
and grabbed his father shaking him vigorously, shouting “It is your fault! It
is all your fault! Give him back. You killed him!”
*end of dream
sequence*
Yzak heard strange noises as he approached Kira’s room and ran for it. As he opened the door and what
he saw stupefied him. Athrun was holding Kira by the shoulders and was shaking him with all his
might. The needles of the IV’s had slipped out of the brunet’s veins and drops
of blood and infusions flew around with each shake. The blue-eyed Coordinator
went to his friends and tried to pull Athrun away
from Kira, but the boy’s grip was iron. Left with no
choice he moved beside his enraged friend and hit him in
the abdomen taking his breath away and thus
succeeding to free the sick boy.
Athrun bent forward to relax his bruised muscles but his
gaze locked on Yzak with hatred and feroucity. “You too! You want to
kill him too! I won’t forgive you!”
Only now did
the platinum-haired youth notice his friend’s eyes – those of a madman. They
were glazed and fixed on something that was not in this world. He had lost it.
Obviously his mind had left him. Yzak lifted his hand
and before the other boy could react he slapped him hard across the face, then
again.
Athrun’s mind cleared and realization struck him as he saw
the blood running down Kira’s arms and staining the
sheets. What had he done? What if he had killed the person he loved the most? He
turned to Yzak and the wall that had kept them at bay
ever since Kira’s sudden illness crushed down. Tears
of fright and worry gathered in the green eyes but before they spilled the
machines monitoring his beloved’s condition went off beeping and flashing
scaring both boys.
Seconds later
a medical team led by Erica Simmons rushed in the room and started to check
what had caused the alarm. A nurse hurdled the two stressed youths out of the
room in the corridor where they were to wait for information on their friend’s
condition. Yzak seeing that Athrun
was incapable to think, all his mind occupied with inside the room, took out
his mobile phone and informed the other four what had just happened.
Dearka, Lacus and Cagalli came
running only minutes later their faces etched with hope that they will finally
see Kira open his eyes and yet some fear they what
they dreaded was also a possibility.
The minutes
felt like years, the sounds and shouts that were heard from the room made them
jump nervously. They looked at each other looking for support and comfort.
Was this the
end of their nightmare or was it the beginning of a new one?
A/N [1] T1/2 –
half-life – the time required for the amount of drug to decrease by one half. Also used in nuclear physics for radioactive materials.
[2] – I think it is obvious who
says which phrase, but just in case, the lines belong to Mwu,
Uzumi, Clyne and Raw in
that order.
I know there’s a lot of Athrun lately and Kira’s a little
neglected, but once he wakes up, he will take the spotlight and there will be
chapters that will revolve only around him.
@AsuKira:
Do you really expect me to answer. You’ll find out shortly. Hack, why dragging
it, yes, those ARE symptoms that have something to do with the pregnancy, but
not exactly. I will include a long explanation through Erica Simmons when she
breaks the news to Kira. I hope you won’t get bored
by her lecture.
@Yami
Jay: Now they say curiousity killed the cat. ;-)
The answer is just a line above ^_^.
@Kimi:
Thaks, I’ll try, but I feel that this chapter became
a little hectic.
@rdavymac: Kira
won’t get away without morning sickness but I’ll see about the mood swings. He
will be having enough problems with his pregnancy as I have it in my mind. He
will probably be really grateful for that little mercy on my side. And I do
have it all well explained (well~, I think so), but considering the fact that Kira doesn’t know of his uterus he will be shocked at the
very least by the news.
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