Kira's Change of Heart
By: Scarlett Skylar (Formerly Blood Scarlet Dark)
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Seed.
When they finally arrived at the Zala Estate Kira was completely exhausted. Athrun offered to help Kira get inside the house but he said no. "I need to do it on my own, I can't always rely on you to help me."
Athrun sighed but accepted Kira's answer, Nicol handed Kira the crutches; and they both stayed out of Kira's way, allowing him to do it on his own.
Kira managed to get to the steps on his own but it was a struggle, eventually he accepted Athrun's hand on one side and Nicol on the other to help him the rest of the way. Lenore was standing at the top of the steps with a knowing smile, "Silly boys." She said softly, taking the bags from Athrun's shoulder.
"Thanks," Athrun said looking at his mom with a fond smile.
"Dinner will be ready soon, go wash up boys." She said pointing down the hall towards the closest wash room. Kira shook the other two off and walked that way while Athrun and Nicol went to other ones that were upstairs.
I set the crutches that the doctors insisted I use, to the side. What a pain in the ass. I don't need them. It's not that bad. I splashed some cold water against my face, and it helped to wake me up. I closed my eyes for a moment faces flashed past my closed eye lids. Mir, Tolle, the lieutenant, the captain, the combat commander. I blinked violently to try and get the pictures out of my head. "Fuck! What am I doing?!" I shook my head to try and get the thoughts out of my head, with no such luck.
"Kira? You alright son?" the familiar deep voice of Patrick Zala came from behind me, sounding truly concerned.
"'m fine." I mumbled through my hands, which were now pressed to my face, my head bowed over the sink.
I felt a large warm hand on my shoulder and I looked up into the mirror, and saw the Patrick was directly behind me and he had closed the door, and he looked very worried. "Kira, I've known you since you were just a baby. You're my only son's best friend. You're like a son to me. I know you've been through hell and back. If you need to talk, I'm here. Or if you want an outside opinion just say so, and I'll get you set up with someone, okay?"
I nodded, "I'll keep it in mind."
"I mean it, Kira. You need anything, say the word." I gave him a weak smile and he let go, "Dinner's ready. Come on." I pushed myself off of the counter and stood, a bit shaky. Patrick helped me to get settled back with my crutches, and he led me to the dining room.
"Kira! There you are dear, I was beginning to get worried!" I looked up to see Auntie standing at the doors that separated the kitchen and dining room.
"Sorry Auntie, you shouldn't worry so much though." I told her softly, I could feel the start of a blush forming and I quickly took the open seat next to Nicol, which put me across from Athrun. He frowned a bit but didn't say anything.
Nicol started up a conversation quickly after that and when we were all immersed into the conversation there was suddenly a click and a flash. We looked up startled to see Lenore with a camera in her hand and a huge smile.
"That was too great a chance to not take a picture. Kira, Nicol, would you boys like a copy?" Nicol nodded without a word.
"Kira?" She asked looking at me, and I smiled. "Of course Auntie. All the pictures I have are very old, I need one of you and Uncle Pat too." Patrick smiled and nodded, "We'll just have to get a good one taken then, won't we dear?" He directed to his wife, and she looked completely ecstatic. I think I missed something.
Dinner was served just then, and it was a mostly quiet affair. In what seemed like the blink of an eye, Auntie was serving desert, which was a large slice of yellow cake and chocolate icing, with strawberries lining the top.
"This looks great mom!" Athrun said fondly. I remembered fond afternoons going to Athrun's house and making this cake from scratch with Athrun and Auntie, and I was pretty sure she had more than one picture of us covered in cake ingredients, grinning like fools while we "helped her".
We all ate the amazing cake while showering Lenore with complements and when we were all done, Lenore took our plates and kissed Athrun on the head before shooing us out so she could clean up.
I was surprised but didn't comment, and Patrick led us into what seemed to be a sitting room where he helped me get comfortable on a large reclining chair, and I was handed a cup of strong black coffee.
~End Kira POV~
Athrun watched closely as his dad helped Kira into settling, while he and Nicol got their own coffee and settled on one of the couches. When Kira shooed Patrick away, Athrun couldn't help but frown and worry a bit about Kira's almost obsessive need to do things on his own.
When Patrick settled on the lounge next to Kira with his own coffee, they all fell into a comfortable silence for a while.
"Kira, what do you plan to do now?" Patrick asked, turning towards Kira with a determined look on his face. Kira seemed to be taken totally by surprise.
There was a long silence as Kira seemed to contemplate his answer. "I really don't know. My family, my friends, they're in Orb. Except Mir and Tolle…" A deep frown crossed his features then and Patrick was concerned. Who're Mir and Tolle? "But at the same time, I want this war to end…" Kira trailed off and Athrun had a horrified expression, Kira never noticed because he was staring into his coffee cup.
"Kira, I don't want you to feel any pressure to join the military. Yes, if that's what you want to do I won't stop you. But please, remember, while it is an option no one can or will make you join. I don't want you to think we expect it of you just because we're close and I'm on the council."
"I know. Don't fuss." Kira said softly.
Athrun spaced out, planning on what he was going to do, he didn't want Kira anywhere near the military. If I have to tie him to a chair and lock him up here to keep him out of the war, I will. No one is going to hurt Kira again. Never again.
The conversation drifted from topic to topic until it was well into the night, and Kira excused himself to bed. Athrun watched him go with a sad look.
"Tomorrow I want you to make sure he calls his parents. I'm sure they're worried sick."
"I bet. For all they know, he died on Heliopolis." Nicol said quietly. Athrun closed his eyes and the memories from Heliopolis started flashing across his closed lids.
"I'm worried dad." Athrun whispered. Patrick nodded in agreement but Nicol looked confused.
"Kira's only military related training was from the prep school when we were young. As far as I know, he has had nothing to do with anything that had to do with military. Not knowingly at least. Kira's a pacifist. He hates anything to do with war or any kind of violence. I know he's furious with me just for joining. The fact that Kira had to kill people, I don't imagine he's handling it well, Nicol."
Nicol was nodding with a somber look. "I realize how hard that must be. I doubt that it helps that he is aware that his best friend has also killed, in the name of ZAFT in a war he sees as pointless."
The three sat in silence for a long time before Athrun and Nicol both excused themselves to bed and Patrick went to his study to see if he could find out any information about Kira that he could, so they could make him more comfortable in his stay.
End Chapter 6.
Sorry it's a bit shorter than I wanted, but with any luck you'll have another chapter soon. I'm starting on it now.