Summary: Mistake. Mistake. Mistake! They really shouldn't have done that because Athrun is now bent on revenge.

A/N: I really didn't mean to write this; this story just formed into words. We can blame cottongreentea for this (Of course, not really blame heh. I'm just kidding) as the review enabled a chain reaction of plotting to occur.

Warning: This is a one shot drabble-thing that is much like an extra scene from my other AU Unity (Unity is shounen-ai! So if you're not a fan of that, don't read it and don't say I didn't warn you.)

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam SEED/Destiny.

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Dirty Revenge

Reclined in the sofa, feet crossed and rested on top of the coffee table, Athrun Zala took his time to twiddle with the different dials on the transmission communicator. His expression was one of pure satisfaction as he received the transmission coming from the two tiny mics he planted on Shinn Asuka and Kira Yamato.

Privacy be damned, in his mind, they deserved this…revenge. His pride can only take so many pranks before it was trampled.

He leaned further into the cushions and listened to the conversation taking place in the city somewhere.

"No more enabling, Shinn."

There were several mewls heard in the background.

"Hey, I only suggested the prank; you didn't have to agree," came the petulant reply.

"Well…I guess it's a bit late pointing fingers."

"Damn right you are."

"Maybe we should have been a bit suspicious when Athrun volunteered to do the laundry."

An angry snort. "Not we. It was your turn to do the laundry...I can't believe you didn't suspect him of foul play when he volunteered!"

"But I trust him! What I can't believe is that he would do something this…dirty." He could hear Kira sigh. "Stop glaring at me Shinn. I'm not purposefully making ironic jokes."

"Whatever. It's your fault for not questioning him when he took out an unlabeled container and poured all those unknown chemicals into the washer, reassuring us that it was a 'new formula'."

The mewling in the background became louder.

"You were there too."

"You were nearer to him at the time."

"But you still could have asked even if I didn't."

"And you should've asked him when it became obvious I wasn't going to."

There was a lengthy pause before it was interrupted by a long sigh. "…I can't believe he actually spiked the washing detergent with catnip."

Several caterwauls could be heard through the transmission.

"When I find him, I'm going to force him into my catnip-smelling clothes and kick him out of the apartment," vowed the angry voice.

"That is…If both you and I can manage to get to the apartment without all these cats trailing after us."

"Well I - Hey! What the hell-!"

Kira's voice wavered. "...This is so...wrong."

"You're telling me. Shit!" There were several angry snarls and curses.

"Shinn...I think she's...'attacking' my leg."

"Don't look at me! I'm a bit preoccupi-!" Shinn's yelp was cut off.

"Ehhh...Shinn...Are you alright?"

"Kira. Get this cat off my head now."

"-I can't. Hands are full! They're clinging to my sleeves."

"Nyyarrrgh! Stupid cats!" came the roar. "I'm running for it!"

"Wait up!"

For awhile, all Athrun could hear was the angry roar of traffic and the steady intake of breath. Soon, however, the background noise receded...They seemed to have stopped running.

"...Have we-" A loud pant interrupted the sentence. "-lost-them?"

"Yeah..."

Athrun could hear both Kira and Shinn sigh in unison.

"…We really shouldn't have put that spider in his coffee mug."

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Spyrit