SUMMARY: Cagalli is reluctantly forced into engagement with Athrun Zala, by her father Rau Le Creuset, to forge an alliance between the the two most powerful families of the Zaft. The two aren't allowed to meet till the wedding, but unexpected circumstances mean the wedding doesn't go as planned. Rau Le Creuset is using his so called daughter to create this alliance and between the two masterminds both political and strategic, whom have dark intentions masked behind the war for peace...
AthrunXCagalli OF COURSE!
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Gundam Seed- Fan Fic
What Are We Really Fighting For?
Chapter 1- The Reluctant Engagement
"I will not be subjected to this father!" cried an angry blonde with large amber eyes, pleading with the cruel man on front of her.
"You shall do as you're told child!" Rau Le Creuset stated impatiently, his eyes glaring at her sternly, indicating this was non-debatable.
"But?- this isn't fair-!" she started defiantly, trying to reason with him.
"You shall marry Commander Athrun Zala- ensuring the full allegiance of his family with ours. Zala is the key to the end of this war and you need to prove your loyalty to he mission. You are 16- plenty old enough to marry... Cagalli... You have an obligation to honor the engagement as does Zala, so you must not disrespect them. We need Athrun Zala as he is the only one whom can destroy the strike. His father is Chairman Patrick Zala and we need him to sway the high council to reasoning. You will do this and then we shall be one step closer to freeing ourselves from the Naturals" And eliminating them, he said in his head.
'Surely you don't want to be responsible for letting the war continue- prolonging our suffering?" He continued sternly, trying not to sound merciless to his only daughter- but trying to get her to see reason.
Her eyes widened in hurt, "Of course not- it's just..."
She sighed feeling somehow shamed and noted there, as always was no affection in his cold voice. Her brows furled in frustration and fear.
"I consent... When will the wedding be?" she asked, defeated; closing her eyes, forcing herself to show no fear.
"The wedding shall take place in seven days. You are not allowed to meet Zala before the wedding, as if rumor of the engagement reaches the 'enemy', they would undoubtedly try and stop the marriage by any means necessary", Rau Le Creuset said emotionlessly and cool.
Cagalli's eyes widened in horror as she gasped, "So soon?!"
"Yes. Commander Athrun Zala is honorable and you must attend to his every need. I suggest you get ready as they will not be kept waiting for you. Have i made myself clear?" He said with his cold, demanding voice.
She swallowed painfully before nodding glumly, "Yes, sir."
I will not disgrace myself by crying in front of him! she thought desperately, holding back her tears. I must not cry!
She didn't dare look up at him in those icy Grey eyes behind that white mask, but strode away almost running as she tried to escape the room.
"I will not cry!"
"WHAT!?" cried an adolescent boy with kind emerald eyes and moonlit sapphire blue hair.
His eyes were furious and his mouth was slightly agape in tremendous outrage.
"You are to wed Rau Le Creuset's daughter Ms Cagalli", repeated Chairman Patrick Zala his voice commanding (not unlike Rau Le Creuset, save that Rau Le Creuset knew when to act gentle- Zala didn't know how to be).
"I refuse to marry-!" Athrun started furiously; secretly wondering what he had done to deserve this punishment.
"-The proposal is not yours to refuse god dammit! Athrun it is your duty as a Commander of the Specialist Zaft Forces to accept the fate of marriage for the sake of allegiance
! We need Rau Le Creuset to help us destroy those worthless naturals and you are not going to throw away our only chance to gain the upper hand! You hear!?"
Athrun's anger slowly started to ebb away and his brow furled in frustration whilst he curled his fist into balls tightly. So much relies on this marriage...? I must do it for Zaft! I must do it for the people who died trying to stop this war! I must do it for the PLANTZ!
"I understand... Chairman Zala sir!" he replied, saluting to his superior, before striding to the door.
His hand was about to type the security code into the pad by the door, but he hesitated and sighed.
"When is the wedding?" he asked anxiously, closing his eyes waiting for the undoubtedly bad news.
"In a weeks time. The ceremony is to be held at Zala Manor (they rarely live their as they board with the military), so you will be sent back a day early to inform the staff that what needs to be done in preparation for the wedding", the Chairman said indifferently, obviously it seemed he did not care to come to the wedding, Athrun thought bitterly.
"...When do i get to meet the girl...?" he sighed resignedly, still facing the door.
"Not till the wedding- Rau Le Creuset's orders."
"Great... So I'll be marrying a complete stranger..." Athrun muttered bitterly under his breath, not surprised that he couldn't meet her beforehand.
He slowly considered how old she would be; though he had heard she was not yet nineteen like himself, so he decided he didn't want to know how ridiculously young she probably was. He sighed as he finally left the chairman's office.
"Athrun you are to tell no one."
He merely nodded in confirmation as he wandered back to his room, deep in thought. He finally flopped down on his bed in exhaustion. It has been a long day...
"Cagali...?" he said thoughtfully to himself and noticing the feisty name "She sounds like a handful", he chuckled slightly, smirking to himself.
He fell asleep having no idea just how right he was.
She huffed angrily, hot tears rolling down her cheeks. She then softened her expression to vulnerability; not one often shown. She was scared... What if-? What if he tries to take advantage of me...? I would be dishonoring our union by refusing or... well... being myself...
She brushed her hand roughly through her hair in frustration. She scowled at her predicament.
"If Athrun Zala thinks i am going to become a girly girl in pink frilly dresses and flowers in my hair, then he has another thing comming!"
Her expression lightened a bit merely to one of vengeful amusement, her eyes glinting mischievously in the moonlight. She closed her eyes as she slowly lay on her bed closing her eyes tiredly.
Then she smirked to herself in satisfaction- Zala is just going to have to deal with who i am. Ha! And from what Ive heard he's got his work cut out for him.
Athrun's eyes snapped open with the sound of the blearing alarm. The base lights were flashing red and Patric Zala's voice rang over the speakers, echoing off the metallic walls.
"All hands to battle stations on level three alert. Commander Athrun Zala and his team are to report to the briefing room immediately."
Athrun jumped out of his bed and put on his slick red Zaft uniform. He folded his collar perfectly straight and yet he took merely a second, his rank of commander on his collar. He sighed and spared a glance at the picture of his mother on his bedside cabinet, before he rushed out the door, unlocking it with his military I.D. Number.
He stepped out of his room and heard the clearer sound from the Gottfrieds from the obvious battle outside. He strode calmly to the briefing room to be informed on the situation.
"Athrun- Commander Zala, Sir- What's going on?" came a hurried voice as a good natured green haired boy came up beside him.
"I'm not sure, Nicol. I guess the Naturals have finally caught up with us."
"..." Nicol merely, followed Athrun solemnly.
Nicol sighed, he hated war, but he needed to protect the PLANTS in case of de ja vue- history repeating itself. He knew many beloved friends and family who perished that unforgiving day PLANTS was attacked; Athrun's mother being one of them...
"What is it Nicol..?" Athrun asked sympathetically, knowing all too well what Nicol thought of war.
"Huh-? Oh... Nothing..." Nicol replied tensely, snapping out of his thoughts. "Ha, I wonder if Dearka will be on time for once?" he piped up laughing, changing the subject.
Athrun noticed this but said nothing; Nicol was one of his best friends and would tell him what was troubling him in due time... one of my best friends... one of them...
"Depends if he's got Yzak on his case or not", he said smirking slightly, as the door to the briefing room opened to admit them. They stepped in, instantly spotting Yzak already before Chairman Zala impatiently, standing at attention; saluting his superrior.
Athrun smirked as he looked around; no Dearka in sight.
"Chairman Zala, sir", Athrun addressed his father standing at attention in line with Yzak, saluting his superrior.
Nicol followed suit and not long after he stood at attention at his place in line, Dearka strode in smirking at Yzak, whilst following suit as Nicol. Yzak merely shook his head impatiently in disapproval.
Chairman Zala glared sternly at Dearaka in impatience before starting the debriefing, his cold eyes rather focused on Athrun.
"The Natural's are on our trail and are firing at the rear. It is crucial that we get our mobile suits out first. Athrun, take the Aegis and head them off at the rear. Intercept them before they reach the Vesalius. Nicol, go into stealth mode in the Blitz and sneak up on their thrusters. Take as many out as you can before detection, then rendezvous with Aegis for back up. Yzak, take the Duel and attack the Natural ship directly head on, get rid of their communications. Dearka, cover Yzak in the Buster and disable the Godfrieds so he can get a clear shot.
'This is an unknown Earth Alliance ship called the Archangel. Don't give them a chance to show any tactics."
He dismissed them and they left for the hanger. They rushed off and seated themselves in their mobile suits cockpits and then activated them.
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