A/N: Being completely honest, I never thought I'd write a Gundam Seed fanfic like this. It just seemed like it would be good. And hopefully it is. :)
What Really Happened on the Dominion
"Are you done yet?"
(In this fic, the Dominion is equipped with a device that will create gravity so there's no floating around. It's not really for everyone's convenience, more mine. :)
Natarle muttered angrily to herself as she stood in the shower, letting the water run over her tired body. She couldn't believe this! Sure, she was without a doubt flattered to be the Captain of the Dominion, but sharing a room with Director Azrael? He was a monster! Each of their Gundam pilots got their own rooms…
Natarle sighed. "I can't believe I'm complaining like this. It's pathetic, really…"
At least she'd gotten the shower first after they'd ceased fighting for the day. But Azrael was furious…
"No! I wanna go in the shower first! I feel greasy!" He cried like a spoiled child.
Although it was demeaning to say she did anyway: "Ladies first, Director. You're not a lady, are you?"
He just stared at her, shocked that she had the gall to say that to his face. "How dare you talk to me like that!" He shouted, finally finding his voice.
Not even bothering to answer him, Natarle left the bridge. She couldn't help but feel slightly annoyed. "Damn the idiot to hell that thought of putting just one shower on this ship…"
"Hold it, woman!" Azrael called behind her.
She groaned inwardly. "Director Azrael, I'll be quick, I swear."
"Uh, I don't think so," he hissed.
"Uh, I think so," she replied, not even bothering to turn and look at him. She just kept on walking.
But he wasn't going to give up so easily. "You're so frustrating! I always have my way! And it's not going to be any different today!"
This time she stopped. "Good lord… all this over who gets to go in the shower first… unbelievable…"
"Well, if you really think it's stupid then let me go in the shower first," he said with a smirk.
She looked at him. "I'll be quick, Director."
"Just what I- wait… WHAT!" Azrael cried. Natarle stepped into their room (stop laughing…) and grabbed a towel. Before he even had time to complain to her again, she'd bolted for the shower, securing the door behind her.
"Ha ha, not today, Director," she thought with a smirk.
"Dammit woman! You better listen to me! Open this door right now!" Azrael screamed outside, pounding on the locked door.
Unable to help it, she let out a little giggle. "Spoiled little brat."
He continued to pound on the door. "You can't do this to me! I'm higher up than you!"
Natarle rolled her eyes. She'd at least give him points for determination. A regular, decent human being would have given up by now. But she knew without a doubt if his spoiled determination would keep up like this, he was sure to drive her crazy.
Stripping down, she stepped into the shower stall, pulled the curtain back and turned the water on. The second the first few droplets of water hit her body and the floor, she heard him scream with rage. "Frustrating, frustrating woman!"
Natarle laughed out loud and she was almost positive he heard it. After about a minute, the pounding had ceased completely and she was sure he'd given up.
And that's where we came in. Beginning to shampoo her hair, she reflected on all the negative things about being the captain of the Dominion. Their pilots were insane… Azrael was a demented, spoiled freak… and the one that takes the cake… she had to share a room with that demented, spoiled freak. Lovely…
"I can't live like this. That man's insane," she thought, unaware that her shower time had now surpassed ten minutes. She continued to stand there, completely lost in thought while the water continued to run. It sure would have been better to stay on the Archangel. Murrue was so kind… much easier to talk to and reason with than Azrael… speaking of which…
Outside the door, the demented, spoiled freak was really actually still at it. This just didn't sit well with him- considering what type of person he is. Cursing her angrily, Azrael tirelessly punched codes into the panel on the door. It was enraging enough that that woman had talked to him like that and now this! He couldn't remember the damn password!
Finally losing it, he furiously punched the panel on the door. To his shock and amazement, the door slid open. "Well," he muttered to himself, "that was weird…"
Natarle, who was just in the process of washing the rest of the shampoo out of her hair was shocked when the curtain was suddenly thrown open. Her jaw dropped and she covered her chest, turning beat red. There were just no words for the situation- she was speechless with embarrassment. But Azrael did in fact have something to say…
"Are you done yet!" He shouted, hardly caring that she was completely naked before him.
She was still speechless, but what came from her lips was completely automatic… "YOU GOD DAMN PERVERT! GET THE HELL OUT!"
That scream of ANGRY words was so loud that he was sure everyone on board had heard it. This time he was the one speechless. In his determination to get the shower first, he's kinda forgotten to think about the… STATE people are in while in the shower. He'd just gained two more words to add to the way Natarle described him: Pervert and IDIOT.
Wanting to get out of the awkward situation, he ran from the room, the door sliding closed behind him.
"Reckless determination is dangerous." He heard a voice from down the hall. Looking, he saw Shani walking towards him.
"Well, I-!" Azrael stopped. Uh… was there anything he really could say?
Shani just continued on his way not bothering to stop. However, he did have this to say: "Smooth, really smooth."
Azrael trembled with anger. "How dare you mock me you dumb little brat!" But he was already out of view and all that could be heard was an amused laugh- along with Natarle's foul language from the shower.
Needless to say, whenever Natarle wanted the shower first from that point on, Azrael NEVER EVER complained.
A/N: Well, that's it. My first bash at writing about the crew of the Dominion. Please be kind to me with your reviews- it really was a first try. As for the next chapter... it shall be called, "Where is the Love?" Hopefully it's even better:)