For Shinn, whom I secretly love and adore~
“Athrun! What the hell are you doing?! We received the order to sortie almost an hour ago!”
If looks could kill, Athrun Zala would be dead dead dead. The thought changed Shinn Askuka’s menacing glare to one of happy glee. It wasn’t that he really wanted Athrun to die…but maaaaaybe just a little pain and suffering wouldn’t be too bad.
“The order was cancelled. If you would stop screaming in my ear for more than five minutes, maybe you would have heard the order, Shinn.” Green eyes flashed a glance of anger back at the unruly pilot. “Be quiet and follow me.”
Shinn rolled his eyes. “Yes Commander, No Commander, Three Bags Full Commander.” He was back in grumpy mode, his red eyes flashing.
He was quiet until they reached the hangar, Destiny and Legend towering overhead. His eyes immediately brightened, until Athrun walked up to Destiny and started to make his way up to the cockpit.
“Hey! What are you doing?! That’s my Gundam!” He raced forward, only to stop when Athrun holds a finger to his lips.
“Happy Birthday, Shinn.”
A soft whoosh of air, the creak of gears turning…then Shinn’s eyes widened with a touch of shock. “That’s…”
There, lying trussed amidst heaps of bright festive red ribbon, lay one Kira Yamato, former pilot of Freedom…naked, glaring, and with the dried remains of tears on his cheeks.