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Chapter List
- 1-Stranded
- 1
Summary: What
if it was Kira, not Cagalli, who had been shot down and stranded on
that island with Athrun? This is where
I get to play the �what if� game.

Disclaimer:
Gundam Seed belongs to Bandai, Sunrise, and whoever else has a hand in
the gundam pie. I own nothing, and
profit off of nothing.

Warnings:
This is NC-17, for a basic PWP lemon, Athrun/Kira, of course. Um, though a little bit of plot did
sneak in when I wasn�t looking, (okay, a lot of plot, but it all leads to the
lemon). I guess I can�t do PWP. Yaoi, obviously, and probably some spoilers
up to episode 24, the episode that I happen to be bastardizing.

Author�s Notes: Keep
in mind that when I wrote this I only had fan subs to work with, and at the
time there was a lot of confusion over how to spell certain character�s names
(For example, Athrun was Asrun, Asran, etc).
Considering Gundam Seed is licensed in the U.S. now, I�ve tried to fix
them into the sanctioned spelling, but it�s possible I�ve missed
something. If so I apologize.

// thoughts //

Stranded

By Green Lady

Kira shifted his backpack; the weight of the emergency
rations a comforting burden. It
reminded him that his luck could have been worse. After all, he had almost lost the emergency pack to the ocean
when he had exited his downed fighter jet.
Only swift Coordinator reflexes had saved it from being swept out to
sea.

He absently blew a piece of hair out his eyes and trudged
onward, studying his surroundings as he passed through them. Kira had to admit that they were
pretty. Though he wished that his first
experience on a tropical island had been through some sort of vacation, not
because of getting shot down. Kira
grimaced as he remembered exactly what had led up to his current situation.

The battle between ZAFT�s underwater forces and Strike had
been surprisingly swift. Kira had
chopped through them and returned to the Archangel, only to find that Fraga and
Kagari were still out fighting the airborne forces. Without the ability to fly, Strike hadn�t been able to follow, so
against the Captain�s orders, Kira had taken a fighter jet. He had helped Fraga and his Sky-grasper
clean up some Dinns, than went after Cagalli.

Good thing, too.

She had found an enemy cargo ship and fired upon it. But they had fired back. Kira was just in time to take the shot meant
for her, and it blew out one of his main engines. Kagari hadn�t had time to follow and make sure he was okay, as
another Dinn had closed in.

Kira just hoped she was all right.

He had managed to make a rough landing on one of the tiny
islands to the west of the battle.
Unfortunately, all the radio channels were jammed so he knew that the
Archangel wasn�t going to get his distress signal. With the fighter damaged beyond Kira�s ability to fix without any
extra parts, he had no choice but to remain on the island until the airwaves
cleared. Not the best scenario, but he
should be okay as long as the Archangel didn�t forget about him.

Kira wasn�t letting himself think about the other things
that could happen without him there to protect the ship.

He crested the rise of another embankment. For a second he glimpsed bright blue sea,
the other side of the island, and then a figure in a red and white flight suit
walked into view.

Kira dove to the ground, flattening himself to the
dirt. // A ZAFT soldier! //

Breathing hard, he remained motionless for nearly a full
minute. Had he been seen? The enemy had only been in view for a
second; Kira hadn�t even gotten a good look at him. There was no way he could have spotted Kira, right? Finally, he lifted his head again and
cautiously peeked over the small cliff.

The stretch of beach was empty.

// Shit, // Kira thought, // has he left already?
// His stomach tightened with anxiety.

A small furtive scuffing sound echoed from behind him. // I was seen. He circled behind me! //
Without thinking twice, Kira exploded into action. He launched his body forward and rolled down
the cliff he had just been peering over.
Bullets pinged into the ground where he had just been lying. Kira tried to control his roll down the
hill, his hand sweeping up a large stone as he fell. The slope ended about ten feet from the sand, the steep diagonal
breaking off into a sheer vertical drop.
He used his feet to push himself from the hill just before it got too
steep. Looking up, he saw a blurred
figure beginning to point a gun down at him.
He pulled back his arm and threw the stone he had collected.

It struck the enemy�s gun about the same time Kira hit the
ground.

With all the breath knocked out of him, all he could do was
follow the path of the weapon as it arced through the air and fell down to
impact with the sand about twenty feet from where he was lying. Violent eyes flickered back up in sudden
panic as a new thought occurred. //What
if he has a back up weapon?//

The figure was gone from the hill.

With a quiet curse, Kira painfully hauled himself to his
hands and knees and began to crawl toward the gun. He had never fired one before and didn�t plan to now. But he had to get it before the other
soldier did.

A shadow fell over him and Kira reacted, rolling to the side
and throwing up a cloud of fine-grained sand behind him. He scrambled to his feet, slipping slightly
on the loose ground. He turned to face
his enemy.

And gasped.

�Athrun!�

The other boy stared, a startled look crossing his handsome
features. �Kira!�

Both pilots were frozen, gaping at each other in shock.

Athrun felt a terrible sense of dread in the pit
of his stomach as the shock faded, and he was struck with a memory. Facing Kira across a small expanse of
airless space, and their last conversation. // "Then it can't be helped, the next
time we face each other in battle I'll shoot you." //

// "... And I'll do the same."//

His eyes briefly flickered toward the gun, than he launched
himself at it.

Kira saw the intent a split second before the action. �Athrun!� He moved too, and they collided mere inches
from the weapon. They grappled, and for
a moment Kira was reminded of their past together, when they had sparred for
fun, training themselves for the future.

But, he remembered as he suddenly felt cold steel bite
against his neck, this wasn�t that time.
Athrun
had him on his stomach, arms twisted behind his back, with a knife pressed to
his throat. For a second, Kira thought
that he was actually going to do it. He
tensed in anticipation, waiting for more force to be applied to the blade. His throat was about to be slit by his best
friend.

But it never came.

Instead there was a low spoken command in his ear. �Get up.�

Keenly aware of the knife against his neck, Kira got
carefully to his feet, though not cautiously enough because the blade lightly
nicked his throat. He could feel a
small trickle of blood ooze down.

�Move.� Athrun
walked Kira several feet forward, until the gun, partly buried in sand, was
right next to the ZAFT soldier�s foot.
With one deft move, Athrun hooked the toe of
his boot underneath the firearm and flipped it upward. He smoothly caught it in his free hand, not
once lessoning the pressure of the knife on Kira�s throat.

There was tension in Athrun�s body. Kira could feel it in the arm around his
shoulders and the chest pressed against his back. He hesitated for a minute, and then seemed to come to a decision,
as he took the knife away and stepped back a couple of feet. Kira heard the safety of the gun click off
behind him. He stiffened, holding his
breath in sudden fear.

�Start walking.�

Kira risked a look over his shoulder, and their eyes met,
unhappy violet to determined green.
�Which way?� He asked
hesitantly.

�Right.� Athrun
gestured slightly with the gun. �Down
the beach.�

He complied, and it wasn�t long before something came into
view. It was the Aegris. Kira stared up at the stolen machine, not
even realizing he had stopped until Athrun jammed the gun into
his back. He took the hint and
continued to the foot of the mobile suit, where Athrun stopped him and bent
to rummage through a pile of supplies.
His gun hand never wavered.

Athrun pulled out a handful of blue cords. �Sit on the ground and put your hands behind
your back,� he commanded tersely.

Kira remained frozen as Athrun stalked back to
him. For a second he considered
resisting. His chances weren�t going to
be good if he let himself be tied up.
But Athrun was no Natural, his reflexes were just as
good as Kira�s and by now he probably had more training. There weren�t really any options.

He sat down and put his hands behind his back.

Athrun wasted no time in tying Kira�s wrists and ankles
together. The blue cord was tight, but
not painfully so. �What are you
planning on doing with me? Kira finally
asked.

�I�m taking you with me.
It�s time you go where you belong.�
Athrun straightened up and holstered his gun. �Where did you hide Strike, Kira?�

�It�s not here.�

Green eyes grew cold.
�So you�re still letting yourself be manipulated by them?�

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�It�s not like that!�

�Oh really?� He
snorted in disbelief. �My superiors at
Plant will go easier on youwe bwe bring back the mobilet.

�Strike isn�t here, Athrun!
I got shot down in an aircraft!�

�Why were you flying that . . .� Athrun looked at him sharply.
�It was you who shot down my carrier.�
It wasn�t a question.

Kira blinked, than realized that he was talking about
Kagari. �No, that wasn�t me!�

The other boy studied him piercingly for a moment, than
finally shrugged. �I guess it doesn�t
really matter. You�re still my
prisoner.�

Kira flinched.
�Don�t . . .� he swallowed nervously, too unsure to go on.

�Don�t what? Take
you where you belong? It�s time to come
home, Kira. With me.�

The violet-eyed boy tried to curl into a protective ball,
but was hampered by the restraints.
When he spoke, his voice was soft.
�Home? Home was Heliopolis,
until you people destroyed it.�

Athrun glared. �You
people? They�re your people Kira! Damn it, you�re a Coordinator! You�re so stupid; stop being so na�ve. Stop
letting them control you!� He took a
step forward, hands clenched and trembling at his sides, staring down at the
bound boy at his feet. Kira flinched
again, expecting a kick to the ribs. He
squeezed his eyes shut.

The angry boy noticed the protective posture and
paused. With a visible effort, Athrun
got himself back under control.
Deliberately he relaxed his fists and took a deep breath. �I�m going to try and get Aegis�s
communications system to work.� The boy
on the ground did not meet his eyes. He
hesitated for a second. �Don�t try
anything,� he added finally.

Kira listened to Athrun�s footsteps as he walked away. // As if I could try anything, // he
thought sardonically, flexing his fingers as much as possible within the
rope. He shifted listlessly on the
sand, than rolled over to face the Aegis.

He watched the open hatch of the cockpit carefully for
nearly thirty minutes, looking away whenever Athrun glanced out to check on
him. He was overwhelmed with a hot,
aching despair. So this is what they
had come to. This is what war had done
to them both. Kira wasn�t stupid, no
matter what Athrun said. He wouldn�t be
facing a welcome with the other Coordinators.
And with him gone, the Archangel was vulnerable. His friends were in danger. Frey, Milly, Tohru, Kazui, Kagari, and even
Sai, though they weren�t on the best of terms right now.

So lost in despair was he that he didn�t even feel the first
drops of rain. It wasn�t until the
water was falling down in sheets that he looked up at the sky. The dark clouds were angry and swollen,
rolling unrelentingly across the heavens.
Kira shut his eyes, feeling the heavy drops pelt his face and soak his
clothing. He heard the sound of cursing
and blinked the water out of his eyes.
Athrun was standing over him, looming like a dark cloud himself.

�It�s a squall!� He
shouted over the wind. �Damn, this
isn�t going to help the reception. We
need to get under cover!�

He pulled Kira up, and they began to make their slow,
careful way to shelter.

Kira stared into the flickering flames, trying to shift
closer to the small fire, made awkward by his bound hands and feet. He shivered violently, and glanced longingly
at his soaked clothes hung on the makeshift clothesline on the other side of
the small cave. He felt exposed even
under the light emergency blanket Athrun had provided him with.

His violet eyes flickered up as he heard footsteps. Athrun ducked back into their small shelter,
shaking water from his dark blue hair.
�It doesn�t look like it�s going to let up any time soon. The rain will probably last through the
night. We�re not going anywhere until
morning.� He glanced at Kira�s
shivering form with concern. �Are you
still cold?�

The other boy nodded slightly, then looked up at his
captor. �What about you? You�re nearly as wet as I am.� It was true; Athrun�s lips were beginning to
develop a definite blue tinge.

�I�ll be fine,� he said, than began to unzip his flight suit,
peeling the wet material back from his skin.

Kira blushed and looked away, realizing that he was
undressing. He listened to the rustle
of clothing, and then glanced around the sandy cavern with some concern. He heard the other boy settle close to the
fire, and glanced up furtively. Athrun
was holding his hands out to the flames, pale skin glowing in the flickering
light. His blue hair had turned indigo. �A-Athrun?�
He said nervously, glancing down again quickly. He felt more than heard when he had the
other boy�s attention. �Is this the
only blanket?�

If Kira had looked up he would have seen Athrun shrug. �Emergency packs usually only come with
enough supplies for one person.�

Kira shifted uncomfortably under the cloth in question. �Why don�t you take it?�

�Don�t be stupid, you�re freezing.�

The other boy swallowed nervously. �We, um, well, we could share it?� His voice ended on a questioning note, and Kira kept his eyes
firmly on the ground. �I mean, there�s
no reason for you to die of hypothermia just because I�m here.�

There was silence from the other side of the fireplace, and
Kira found himself holding his breath.
Then, there was a slight sound of movement, and he felt the blanket
being lifted slightly as Athrun crawled underneath it behind Kira. He left an inch or two between them, but
Kira could still feel his shivers vibrating through the cloth now covering them
both.

Or maybe they were his own shivers. At this point it was quite honestly hard to
tell.

They lay that way, both tense, for several minutes, but the
heat didn�t seem to want to eddy in the space separating them. Finally, Kira heard Athrun make a soft sound
of annoyance. �This is stupid,� he
muttered, and shifted forward to close the distance between them.

Wet flesh settled against wet flesh, and both boys lay
tensely, waiting for the other to object.

Neither said anything.

Kira was intensely aware of the chest pressed against his
back and the warm breath tickling the nape of his neck. His bound hands rested against Athrun�s
lightly defined stomach. He stared out
into the night, eyes moving beyond the orange pool of light that stopped just
at the edge of the cave. The dark was blacker
because of the contrast. Gradually,
Kira felt himself relaxing, lulled by the constant pattering of rain blending
with the quiet exhalations of air made near his ear.

Warmth was finally settling beneath the blanket, trapped
beneath their nude bodies. Both boys
had stopped shivering now, and they just lay, quiet and still.

�I talked with Lux.�
Athrun murmured, voice hushed, as if he didn�t want to interrupt the
drumming of the rain. Kira didn�t say
anything, but his head shifted slightly in a listening gesturing. �She told me that you still had Tori.�

�Yes,� Kira agreed softly.

�Why?�

�Why what? Why do I
still have Tori?� Athrun nodded against
the back of Kira�s head. �In>�I guess . . .
well, why wouldn�t I? Tori�s my friend,
and . . . you gave him to me.�

�He�s a mechanical bird.
He doesn�t have feelings, Tori can�t be your friend.�

The other boy was silent for a minute, and Athrun buried his
face in the back of Kira�s neck, waiting.
�But Athrun,� he repeated, �you gave him to me. Why did you do it if not for that?�

�Because, I guess because I couldn�t be there.�

Kira smiled slightly.
�Then you left Tori so that he could be my friend. He, well, I suppose he holds your
feelings. He doesn�t need his own.�

Athrun breathed quietly against his neck, then impulsively
reached between them and held Kira�s bound hands in his own. �Well now you have me again.�

Violet eyes stared into the dark. �Like this? As a
prisoner? Athrun, are you really going
to hand me over to ZAFT?�

�There�s no other choice Kira. You�ll see. You were being
manipulated by the Naturals. I�ll make
them understand that.� Kira laughed
slightly, a harsh, bitter noise eerily similar to a sob. Athrun moved his arms around the other boy,
cradling him. �It will be okay. I swear it.
I�ll protect you.�

The bound boy was silent, but he relaxed back into Athrun�s
chest and let himself be held.

They lay in silence for a while, and Kira was beginning to
get drowsy when Athrun spoke. �Kira, do
you remember, when we were little, that time in the park, under the cherry
blossoms?�

Kira opened his eyes wide and wet his lips. �Yeah . . . how could I forget? You were my first kiss.�

�And you were mine.�
Athrun�s face was hot, and he rubbed it gently through Kira�s soft
hair. �I thought, some day, we�d be
together again.� He hesitated for a
minute, and then brushed his mouth across the nape of his friend�s neck.

Kira swallowed compulsively, feeling the butterfly-soft
brush of lips. �Athrun. I . . . Athrun.�

�I�ll protect you Kira.
I swear it.� He kissed his neck
again, and hid his face back into the other boy�s dark hair.

For a moment, Kira let himself be held, staring out into the
darkness beyond the reach of their campfire; violet eyes contemplative and
sad. Suddenly, he began to wiggle.

Immediately, Athrun let him go, moving back slightly to give
Kira some space. But he wasn�t trying
to get away; instead he awkwardly rolled over until they were face to
face. They were so close that to Kira�s
eyes Asuran�s face was just two points of green swimming in a blurry blob of
pale color. �I missed you,� he murmured
simply. �Why did you do it?�

Athrun felt the gentle puff of the words on his mouth. �Do what?�

�Agree to
fight. You told me once that you hated
war.�

�I-I do.� Athrun
took a breath, green eyes focusing far away.
�But sometimes, there isn�t any choice.
You can�t help but get swept along by forces bigger than you. War is such a force.� His eyes re-focused on his friend�s
face. �Isn�t that what happened to you,
Kira?�

Kira thought back to everything that had led up to this
point. The attack on Heliopolis had
happened so fast; he had just reacted, to everything. He had done what he thought he had to do. �Yeah, I guess it is. But, Athrun, we�re not at war now. There�s only the two of us here. We�re free, at least for now.�

Athrun had a strange expression on his face. �Are we?�

�Yeah,� Kira whispered, leaning forward almost
imperceptibly, �you can�t fight a war with just two people.�

�That�s true,� Athrun breathed quietly, and then he moved
the necessary centimeter and caught Kira�s lips in a hesitant kiss.

It was awkward at first, what with Kira�s bound hands
restricting his movement. But then
Athrun opened his mouth and ran his tongue along his bottom lip, and Kira opened
his mouth to let him in.

And it wasn�t so strange anymore. It just was.

Athrun pressed closer, loving the groan he got from Kira
when he rubbed up against him. Their
tongues battled fiercely, and their hips jerked against each other
helplessly. The brown-haired boy let
out a frustrated whimper when his secured ankles wouldn�t let him get
closer. Asuran pushed him on his back
suddenly, moving to climb after him when he heard a grunt of pain. �Ouch!�

Asuran looked down as Kira shifted uncomfortably within the
restraints. �This is awkward,� he said,
trying to get his full weight off of his uncomfortably twisted hands and
arms.

Asuran pulled away several inches, blinking slightly glazed
green eyes. He wet his lips, and then
asked hesitantly, �you won�t try and run?�

Kira studied him intently, violet eyes strangely
unreadable. For a second, the gaze made
Athrun almost uncomfortable, but then the other boy shook his head. �No, I won�t run. I�ll come with you.�

Athrun blew out a breath he hadn�t even realized he�d been
holding. He untangled himself from the
other boy, and moved to his pile of sopping clothing. He rummaged around briefly, than came out with the knife. The sharp edge gleamed in the
firelight. He cut the ropes around
Kira�s ankles, but then hesitated when it came to his wrists. He sliced one key knot off, and then pulled
Kira�s arms in front of him and re-tied them.
He met his eyes almost guiltily.
�I�m sorry, it�s just . . .�

Kira shrugged and nodded, eyes reflecting nothing but
firelight. �I know,� he whispered, and
lifted his arms to circle behind Athrun�s head. Nothing else needed to be said.

They kissed again, a desperate interlocking of lips, than
Athrun moved on to Kira�s neck. He
tilted his head back for better access.

Athrun slipped out of the circle of Kira�s bound arms and
trailed kisses downward until he reached a dusky nipple. He blew gently on it and then planted a firm
kiss, feeling the little nub of flesh hardening against his lips. He flicked his tongue out, and then moved
over to the other one in order to give it the same careful treatment.

Kira�s breathing had hoarsened, and he watched wide-eyed as
Athrun continued his path down his body; across his chest and over his stomach,
stopping to lave his navel with attention.
Then he moved further, down between the junction of his hips, and Kira
looked down and met his eyes. They
stared at each other for a tense couple of seconds, then a small smirk pulled
at Athrun�s lips and he took the other boy�s hard shaft into his mouth.

Kira gasped and tossed his head back, smacking it against
the thankfully cushioning layer of sand on the ground. His eyes squeezed shut involuntarily and his
hands came to a rest on Athrun�s head.
The rope around his wrists did nothing to stop fingers from winding
tightly through blue hair.

Athrun glanced up at the long, clean lines of Kira�s body,
gratified by his response. He assumed
that it meant he was doing something right.
Athrun had never done this for anyone before, had never wanted to. But this was Kira. His best friend growing up, and the person he had been in love
with since their moms had introduced them to each other. Even after all that had happened, with war
and fickle fate trying to drive a wedge between them, Athrun still wanted Kira
with him.

He wasn�t experienced enough to take it all in his mouth, so
he made up the difference with his hand, grasping the erect organ with his
fist. It wasn�t too long before he
managed a nice, continuous up-and-down motion.
He was a Coordinator after all; he could learn anything. He tasted pre-come, and stopped momentarily
to rub the head curiouwithwith his hand.
His fingers came away wet, and with one quick glance at the closed eyes
of the boy he was pleasuring, he moved the lubricated hand behind Kira�s
balls. Athrun rubbed the puckered
entrance gently, and looked up to see Kira�s eyes fly open in surprise. Before the other boy could protest he
swallowed him again and at the same time pushed his finger carefully inside.

Kira let out a funny little squeak, but didn�t protest, and
seconds later was arching into Athrun�s touch as the other boy hit something
that felt very right. He arched
slightly as Athrun added a second finger, but was kept distracted and pliant by
those other ministrations.

By now Kira�s entire body was shivering, overwhelmed by the
sensations coursing through his body.
He felt hot, like his body was entering through earth�s atmosphere in
Strike all over again. But this wasn�t nearly
as painful. Sensing that Kira was
getting close, Athrun sped up his pace.

To Kira the feeling was almost unbearable, almost too much,
too intense. His eyes suddenly flew
open blindly and he arched into Athrun�s touch, coming violently into his mouth
with a surprised cry.

Athrun drew away with his own surprised sound, coughing and
gagging. He spit out the salty liquid,
but had the presence of mind to catch most of it in his hand because he would
need it for what came next.

Kira lay limply beneath him, still breathing harshly in the
after effects of his orgasm. He blinked
blankly at the rock ceiling; feeling like his brain cells had been reduced to
mush. He heard Athrun shifting around,
and blinked again when he felt his legs being lifted. He looked down to meet the other boy�s clear green eyes. �Kira, can I . . .� Athrun trailed off, but a nudge from his
still very hard shaft made his meaning apparent.

Violet eyes widened, and Kira swallowed, suddenly nodding
fiercely. �Just do it Athrun, please.�

�Are you sure?�

�Yes, I wouldn�t have said so if I wasn�t!� Despite the fierce words he was clearly
nervous. Slight tremors shook his body
almost imperceptibly. But Athrun
decided to take his words at face value anyway. He positioned himself carefully and then as slowly as possible
began pushing in. There was a sudden
silence. Athrun was gritting his teeth
to keep himself from slamming in and Kira�s breath had left him at the first
breach of his body. Finally, Athrun was
fully seated and he made himself stop all movement in order to give his friend
time to adjust.

Kira was breathing harshly again, though it wasn�t as bad as
he had been expecting. It did hurt, but
he had felt worse pain before. Athrun
was kissing his neck softly, obviously hoping to get him to relax, and it was
working. Gradually the slow burn of
entrance begun to fade away, and Kira was left with this strange feeling of
fullness. He could feel Athrun
trembling in his eagerness to move, and he turned his head in order to catch
his friend�s lips with his own. He
kissed him quickly, needing that little extra bit of reassurance.

�Are you okay?�
Athrun asked, in a strained whisper against his mouth. He nodded slightly, and rubbed his cheek
against his friend�s.

Athrun moved his hips a little, pulling out about half way
and then carefully moving back in. He
kissed Kira on the mouth again and then repeated the action. Soon he was moving steadily.

Kira lifted his still bound arms and moved them over Athrun�s
head so he could hold the other boy. It
wasn�t so uncomfortable anymore and he shifted restlessly underneath Athrun�s
thrusts. It felt like something . . .

Suddenly Athrun jerked his hips in a harder and deeper
motion and Kira cried out in pleasure.
He had felt the same thing with Athrun�s fingers, and he wanted that
feeling again.

Soon he was meeting Athrun�s thrusts and they moved
together, firelight flickering caressingly over their entwined bodies. Kira�s renewed erection brushed against
Athrun�s bunching stomach muscles and he let out an excited cry. �Athrun!�

They jerked together frantically, desperate in their moment
together, as if both sensing that nothing was ever going to be this easy
again. Athrun moved his hand between
their bodies and began stroking Kira in time with their frantic thrusts.

Finally Kira�s body stiffened for the second time that night
and he erupted between them. The orgasm
made his body tighten around Athrun, and the other boy sobbed out his name as
the action caused him to reach his own comion.ion.

They collapsed together in sudden exhaustion, Athrun lying
limply on top of Kira, bodies still joined.
The brown-haired boy didn�t mind the weight. Instead he found it oddly reassuring. It meant that they were still together.

After all, it couldn�t last.

An undetermined amount of time later Athrun pulled out and
snuggled beside Kira, arms sliding possessively around him. He moved his head back so that he could meet
violet eyes. �Kira I . . .�

�Shh. I know Athrun,
it will be okay.� He interrupted
quietly, eyes sad at the lie. �Let�s go
to sleep.�

Athrun�s eyes studied him, a sliver of fear swimming through
their green depths as they looked at him.
But the unformed thought never reached his consciousness, and soon they
were entwined in sleep.

When the sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon,
Kira untangled himself stealthily from the possessive grasp and took Athr
kn
knife in order to cut the rope around his hands. For a second he stared at the cut rope and contemplated bringing
the other boy with him. But with the
way the crew of the Archangel had treated Lux Klein, a civilian, chances were
that Athrun would be much worse off. He
let the pieces of blue cord fall to the sand.

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Kira moved slowly, and every time Athrun shifted in sleep he
would freeze and stare at the other boy tensely. But, perhaps knowing he was safe in his friend�s company, Athrun
didn�t wake up. Kira headed out to the beach
and his downed jet, leaving Athrun and the Aegris behind.

Before the sun was fully up, a rescue vessel from the
Archangel spotted Kira.

They were enemies once again.
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