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G-SeedDestiny: TMOS Act 2-1

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Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Seed/Destiny and Romeo x Juliet nope.

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Act 2-1: Pursuit</i>

The market place in Aube was always a busy place – before and after Patrick Zala had started to reign over it. Today was no different, except for the fact two cloaked figures were running through the busy streets, guards screaming from behind.

“Stop… Stop right there!”

A guard had shouted, as a few of his companions had to stop to catch their breaths. He growled under his breath – stupid commoners and their speedy-ness. The cloaked figure – or how every one deemed him, the ‘Strike Rouge’ glanced back slightly, before turning to the young boy who ran beside him.

“There still coming after us, let’s split up.”
“Yeah! Good luck, Seth!”

The pair split up at the next intersection, which didn’t surprise the guards so much – as they split up into their own groups and went after each of the commoners.

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“Please come again!”
“Thank you very much.”

Along the path that the Strike Rouge had taken, his amber eyes locked with a pink haired girl, who was giving a vender money for the groceries she had bought. His eyes widen, as he realized who this girl was.

“L-Lacus!”

The said girl had turned to where she heard her voice being projected from, her eyes widening surprise at who it was. She took a slight step back, before opening her mouth.

“Wh-What are you doing?”
“N-No time! L-Let’s go!”

The Strike Rouge answered quickly, grabbing the pale arm of Lacus, and got her to run with him. Lacus wasn’t quite happy with this, but after she heard the shouting of the guards, she knew that Seth was doing something reckless… again.

They turned into a dark alley, which both knew very well with playing games when they were younger. The Strike Rouge halted, and turned on his heel, allowing Lacus to continue running up the stairs, while he distracted with the guards. After a brief encounter with the guards, and knocking a few back, the Strike Rouge was on his way again, as he went to catch up with Lacus.

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Not that far away from the alley way, but yet many stories higher, was an outdoor café for nobles to talk and take a break for a while. At one of the tables, two young men were seated, drinking their tea while watching the city of Aube. The one seated on the right had lengthy navy blue hair, and striking emerald eyes – he was easily recognized as Athrun Zala, the son of Patrick Zala, the Duke and Ruler of Aube. The other had spiky, brown hair, and soft amethyst eyes, and was also recognized as Kira Yamato, close friend of Athrun’s, and the son of the mayor of Aube.

Athrun’s eyes wondered down to an abandoned bridge, just to find two people running from a group of guards. Kira blinked as he placed his cup of tea down, while staring inquisitively over at Athrun.

“Is something the matter, Athrun?”
“That guy down there… He’s being chased.”

Athrun replied simply, pointing down to the chase scene that was faraway from the two nobles. His friend followed his gaze, raising a brow, before he sighed, and went back to his tea. Athrun glanced back over at Kira, curious at how easy he brushed off the not-so-everyday scene.

“It’s just some commoners causing some havoc…”
“… I’ll give him a helping hand.”

The Duke’s son stood up quickly, and headed off to the side where two pegasi stood, waiting for their owners to finish with tea. Kira blinked in surprised, as he watched his friend mount the light blue and white Pegasus.

“N-Now just wait a moment Athrun!”
“Hurry up, Kira!”

Kira sighed quietly, as he went to mount his own Pegasus – now he would never get to finish his nice, afternoon tea.

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The Strike Rouge and Lacus continued running down the beaten, worn out path, until two guards showed up, cutting them off from a chance at escape. The Strike Rouge groaned in annoyance, hand wrapping around the handle of his rapier.

“Take the stairs on the right; I’ll handle with these guys.”

He said, receiving a nod from the woman, as she rushed down the stairs, while he battled against the two guards. The blades and spear heads clashed against one another, and the guard was able to push the Strike Rouge back, with a triumphant grin, that was until he got a boot to the face.

The Strike Rouge wasted no time in disposing the other one who was gawking in surprise, before he dashed off in the direction Lacus went – just to see her standing there, staring down in horror. He went to her side quickly, about to run across, until he realized that there was no more of the bridge other than the abyss far below.

“Damnit, this isn’t good…”

He muttered to himself, turning in the direction he just came from, about to rush forward, until he felt the rock that was holding him up collapse. His amber eyes filled with terror – expecting this to be the end. He heard a ‘whoosh’ sound, and saw something fly through the air, and head towards himself.

“Hold on! G-Grab my hand!”

The Strike Rouge couldn’t take a quick look at whoever was calling out to him, but outstretched his hand, and felt it being grabbed by another. He felt himself being slowed down now, and finally got a look at whoever saved him. It was a young man and his own Pegasus… A noble…

“Your arm is more slender than I expected…”

The noble observed, smiling slightly. The Strike Rouge glared up at him, he didn’t want the help of this noble.

“Let go of me!”
“And why would I do that?”

Athrun asked, raising a brow, before he hauled the person he saved up onto his Pegasus, and commanded it to go up to where the person was originally standing. The Pegasus did what his master told him too with a grunt, and Athrun saw Kira on his own Pegasus, helping what he assumed to be, the person who was sitting in front of him companion onto his own Pegasus. They were ready in few seconds, and the two Pegasi flew away, while the guards stood dumbfounded at the dead end.

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“I didn’t need your help you know.”
“What’s with the attitude? Especially after I took the trouble into saving you…”
“Trouble?!? Tch, arrogant as usual, you nobles are all the same.”

They were in a slum-ish area of Aube now, the last place where guards would look for the Strike Rouge. Athrun and the infamous Strike Rouge were in a conflict, while Kira and the Strike Rouge’s companion were quietly talking to each other.

“What? Hey before you judge—”
“If it was some one you wanted to rescue, it should’ve been that girl from earlier!”

The Strike Rouge retorted, before turning his back on Athrun, ‘hmphing’ but silently cheering on victory. Lacus noticed the Strike Rouge starting to go away, and she went after him, bowing slightly to Athrun and Kira for her gratitude. The Strike Rouge stole a glance back.

“You have my thanks.”

He muttered, before bounding away, Lacus following right behind him. Athrun and Kira just watched the two disappear in the shadows, the latter hopping back onto his Pegasus. Athrun just sighed, twitching slightly at the attitude that was given to him.

“Who was that guy any way…?”
“Come on Athrun, let’s go back.”
“… Yeah.”

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“Hey! Seth! Are you alright?”

The young boy from earlier hopped from ruin to ruin, before landing on the slum ground beside the Strike Rouge and Lacus. The Strike Rouge sighed quietly, removing his hat and the face mask, as short, blonde hair was finally released from being condemned in the hat all day.

“My… You shouldn’t be so reckless, Seth.”

Lacus had scolded lightly, sighing. Seth furrowed his brows, before retorting against Lacus’ own comment.

“But I couldn’t just sit there and watch that girl be taken away!”
“You know you aren’t supposed to bring suspicion on you!”

She reminded, making Seth sighing in agreement. Lacus smiled, before she turned around, and started down the path to the main street, the young boy following beside her. Seth reluctantly followed a pout on his face – as the trio headed home.

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After going through many back alleys and different corridors, they made through the back entrance of a Theatre, where a play was currently going on – but not many people there to watch it. A man sat in the top seats that are usually reserved for extremely high class nobles – as he sighed in frustration.

“Why doesn’t any one realize the brilliance of my plays?”
“Because Willy’s plays are too complicated to follow?”
“I agree.”

Seth and the young boy intruded on Willy’s frustrations, as he glared back at them.

“Don’t talk as if you know every thing!”

He yelled at them, while the two just gave a wry grin. Lacus sighed, while smiling over at Willy.

“Forgive us for intruding on your play William…”
“Well… maybe just this once because of all your sweet faces…”

Willy playful grinned, as he observed Seth’s face.

“My, he’s grown up to be a fine young man.”

He glowered down at the other boy, grinning still.

“Your not quite there yet, Shinn.”
“Hey what’s that suppose to mean?”

Shinn glared back at Willy, who also glared back in response, while Seth just shook his head. Lacus smiled at the little quarrel, before she went near the back of the area, pulling on a lever as a door slid open.

“Let’s go up.”

Home, they were finally back at home.

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“Seth! Shinn! How many times have I told you not to go out and wreak havoc?”

A man’s voice bellowed in the shelter of the Theatre, a man standing there, glowering down the said people. Seth rubbed the back of his head innocently, while Shinn just grinned slightly.

“B-But come on Grandpa, I mean, Seth was so cool –”
“Enough of that, Shinn! You know you two are causing—”
“But Grandpa…”

Shinn whined, before the man got annoyed, and started to yell at the young boy. This was like a distraction, as Seth ran up the stairs to his and Lacus’ room.

“I’m not done with you! Seth get back down here!”

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“You worried me today… I still can’t believe how reckless you can get… If it weren’t for those noblemen then you wouldn’t be here…”
“I can’t believe that guy.”

Seth had huffed, removing his Strike Rouge cloak off as he went upstairs to change into something else. Lacus sighed; she wondered why he got so over worked up about nothing. She headed upstairs after she was done pinning her hair up; just to find Seth sitting in front of a dresser, staring at his reflection.

“… I can’t help but feel nostalgic about all of this… It feels as if I was rescued and rode on a Pegasus like that a long time ago… Yet I can’t remember…”
“… You’ll understand on your sixteenth birthday.”

Seth smiled slightly, as he felt Lacus’ warm hands wrap around his fore head, and pull something out of his hair. She removed her hands, and blonde hair showered down to her shoulders – and the ‘him’ turned into a ‘her’.

“Which is tomorrow… Lacus.”
“… So it is, Cagalli.”
Wewt, act 2-1 x)

I know, this story isn't getting much publicity - but it's alright, I'm starting to love it, so as long as I love it, I'll probably continue writing it xD

(Unless I get extremely lazy)

Any ways, yeah, I made Antonio Shinn - just for :iconchippeh-chan:

Hehe. x)

Any ways, Athrun and Cagalli's first encounter - which is well.

xP You know.

I'll go and sulk in the corner now until they release episode 7 in sub xD

-rolls-

[AsuCaga coming up later]
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