Gundam SEED Fan Fiction ❯ The Heart Never Forgets ❯ Tainted/Blame ( Chapter 2 )
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By: irishdragon 
Mwu has a nightmare about his time as Neo.
Anime/Manga: Gundam SEED Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.28.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.7K | Visits: 297 | Status: Work In Progress
Mwu has a nightmare about his time as Neo.
Anime/Manga: Gundam SEED Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.28.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.7K | Visits: 297 | Status: Work In Progress
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I’ve had the idea for this chapter since I finished watching GSD and from various forums. It’s on the angsty side, and it is a lemon near the end, so if that bothers you, don't read, okay.
Read and review, and I hope you enjoy.
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Chapter 3: Tainted
It was cold, a white blanket of freshly-fallen snow covering the frozen ground. New flakes began to fall from the grey sky. The blonde man felt as though he was floating above it all, above the mayhem that was occurring below him. His mouth gaped in horror as the events played out below him.
A gigantic black mobile suit was obliterating everything in its path. ZAFT forces were no match for the monster. Its barrage of missles and powerful lasers destroying anything that dared cross its path. The massive machine did not discriminate between military or civilian targets. Buildings and their occupants were annihilated, as if they never existed. Innocents were shot down as they attempted to escape the carnage as the X1 Destroy continued its murderous rampage. He could hear their screams, their cries for help as they were obliterated in an instant by the Destroy’s arsenal of lethal weapons.
The man’s blue eyes widened as he realized where he was. This is Berlin. This is where....where..., his mind began to race, his hands visibly shaking. His mind thought back to the order that bastard Djibril had given him-to “take care of Eurasia.” Mwu remembered being angry about it. He didn’t want to go through with it. It was something he would do. My father and Rau. His eyes widened. Am I becoming like them? His attention was soon diverted from his thoughts, as his eyes caught a glimpse of something else.
There was another machine there as well. A purple mobile suit. Mwu immediately recognized it as his old suit-his Windam. He watched, horrified as it fought against those attempting to stop the giant monster from continuing its assault on the city. No!.....What was I doing? Why...., his mind attempted to make sense of what was happening beneath him. Stellar....I was trying to protect Stellar, he remembered. Stellar....I was the one who put her in that. It was my fault she.....it was my fault all of them......what have I done? It’s my fault those cities were...., Mwu’s strong body shook as he felt tears begin to sting his blue eyes as he continued to observe the destruction. Then he saw them. His hands. Mwu screamed in agony as he held his trembling, bloody hands up to his scarred face, his eyes widened at the sight of the crimson fluid that stained them. No!.....No.....I......
Mwu bolted straight up in the bed, his entire body shaking. His knuckles where white from the strong grip his hands had on the bed sheets, his breathing erratic and heavy. The blonde male could feel his heart pounding inside his muscular chest. Where? His cerulean eyes slowly opened, taking in the darkness that had enveloped the bedroom. I....it.....it was a dream, realization hit the scarred man as he glanced to his right and saw her. Murrue, he watched her as she slept, his breathing and heartbeat beginning to return to their normal rates.
She looks so peaceful, so innocent, he closed his eyes. So pure, he realized, not like me. She...I..don’t..., Mwu could feel tears begin to roll down his cheeks as his body began to shake again. He buried his face in his hands, as he quietly cried.
Murrue’s marigold eyes flitted open suddenly as she began to stir underneath the pale blue sheets. What’s...., she panicked, reaching over to where he should be, her hand falling gently to the mattress. A soft sound jolted her out of her thoughts as she turned her head and saw him. Was he...? “Mwu?” She whispered, slowly sitting up in the bed, a worried expression on her face.
Mwu just sat there, his face still buried in his hands, his body trembling.
“Mwu, honey, what’s wrong?” Murrue began to gently caress the bare skin of his shoulder. Did he have another nightmare? She thought as she watched his breakdown. It had been just three weeks since the end of the war, and several nights Murure found herself awoken by the nightmares her lover had been experiencing. It broke her heart to listen to what had happened to him, what he had been forced to do. Those nights she just held him until he fell back asleep, whispering comforting words into his ear. But this time is worse, she continued stroking his shoulder and back with her warm fingers. “Mwu, are you okay?”
The blonde man turned his head around to face her, his body still shaking. In the pale moonlight, Murrue could see the tears that were staining his cheeks and the sorrow that was written all over his face. “I.....it....another........,” Mwu stammered between choked sobs, placing his hands on her shoulders, burying his face in her auburn locks. “It’s.......all.....my.. fault...they....all......died..,” was all he could get out.
Murrue wrapped her arms around him, continuing to lovingly caress his shoulders and back . “Mwu.......,” she held him closer to her bare skin as he continued to cry, her heart breaking at what she had just heard. “It’s not your fault, honey. It’s not your fault,” the brunette consoled her lover. “You didn’t want to go along with it. It wasn’t your idea,” she began to run her fingers through his soft blonde hair.
Mwu looked up at her, his eyes bloodshot. “But....I.....did. I.....did......go....along with it,” he muttered, his voice still choked and shaky. “I should’ve stopped him....I shouldn’t have.....,” he couldn’t continue.
“Oh, Mwu....,” Murrue’s eyes began to water. “There wasn’t anything you could’ve done. Even if you had killed him, another man would’ve just continued his plans. Mwu, honey, please don’t blame yourself.”
“I......don’t...deserve.......you, 221; Mwu shook as his azure orbs gazed into her topaz ones, searching for any hints hatred or fear, but finding none. “I’ve...done...so...many....,” he sobbed. “You shouldn’t.....be....with....me.....I’m.....,” he was suddenly cut off.
“No, Mwu, please don’t say that,” Murrue began to weep as tears began to slide off her pale cheeks. “I love you Mwu,” she stammered, trying to hold back her sobs. “You saved my life and the lives of countless others,” she reminded him. “You helped save Orb just a few weeks ago,” she looked up at him as she caressed his lips with her fingers. Her mouth were soon covering his, as they met in an intense, yet brief exchange. This had taken Mwu by suprise, but he soon found himself lost in her kiss.
“I........I.......love you too, Murrue,” Mwu whispered in her ear, his breath tickling her neck, sending shivers down her spine. “Thanks for putting up with me,” he smiled down at her as he encircled her with his strong arms, causing Murrue to gasp at the contact of his skin against hers.
“Mwu.......,” she moaned as she felt his teeth scrape gently across the sensitive skin of her neck and his hands begin to explore the curves of her supple body. Love and passion began to overtake the newly-reunited couple, both of them seeking comfort in each other’s arms in the waning hours of the darkness.
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Hints of dawn began to peek through the window, illuminating the spacious bedroom in the colors of the early morning sunrise, a cool ocean breeze gently blowing, offering much needed relief from the already stifling heat. A brunette woman began to softly stir underneath the crisp pale blue sheet that was covering her. She slowly opened her marigold orbs, her blurry vision becoming clearer as she blinked the sleep in them away. Her eyes made their way to the small black box siting on the night stand next to the bed.
Damn, 6:30 already? Murrue cursed to herself as her mind registered the time the bright red numbers shining from the small object. She reached a slender arm out from underneath the sheets, turning the alarm clock off before it sounded its offending noise. He needs his rest..., she reminded herself, glancing over at him, her mind going back to the events of the previous evening.
The auburn haired woman had found herself awoken by another one of Mwu’s nightmares. Ever since they had arrived back in Orb just three weeks ago, Mwu’s sleep had been plagued by nightmares of his deeds as Neo. But this one was different, she reminded herself, remembering waking up to the choked sobs of her lover. Her heart broke at what she had seen and heard, and she could only hold him and whisper soothing words in his ear as his emotions poured out.
They had spent the rest of the early morning hours wrapped up in each other’s arms, their bodies united and moving as one, the thought causing a mild blush to creep onto Murrue’s pale skin. She sighed as she took another glance at the glowing red digits of the alarm clock, a frown forming on her pink lips.
Ugh, time to get up, she slowly rolled out of bed, making her way to the shower to get ready for work. The past couple of weeks she had been overseeing the repairs and upgrades made to the Archangel, as well as helping out with the peace talks. Mwu still had a couple of weeks off. She had asked Cagalli to give him some extra time to readjust to normal life. Mwu protested at first, but she could tell he was grateful to have some time to recover from the hard life he had led the past two years.
Murrue tilted her head back into the warm stream of water, her mind still going over what had happened last night. Why did he have to......a sudden realization hit her. Hard. She gasped, the thought hitting her like a ton of bricks. “It’s because of me...I.....I.......,” tears began to well up in the corner of her tawny orbs, her lithe body beginning to shake as the steaming hot water poured down on her.
I.....I couldn’t even handle the Dominion.........he....that....happened.....because.....because...of my incompetence...., salty tears rolled down her pale cheeks, mixing with the warm water from the shower. Damnit, this is all my fault....., her shoulders heaved as her choked sobs were drowned out by the noise of the flowing water. He went through that all because I couldn’t defeat the Dominion sooner, he got those scars because of me......., she leaned against the tiled wall of the shower, steadying herself as she cried to herself.
What if.....if.....does....he blame me? Her mind began racing, worst case scenarios running rampant through her muddled mind. Does he hate me for it? The dark haired woman asked herself, the answer to the question to painful to even consider. I wouldn’t blame him if he did..., she dropped her head, staring down at the beige tile of the shower floor.
Murrue managed to finish her shower, her cries eventually subsiding. She hastily put her Orb military uniform on, rushing out of the bathroom as she realized that she must be running late for work, her eyes puffy and red from crying. She glanced over at the bed, her topaz eyes fixated on the sleeping man. Did he really......., she shook her head. She didn’t know if she wanted an answer to that. What would I do if......., no I can’t deal with that right now, she told herself, shaking her head. She quickly made her exit from the bedroom, grabbing her car keys on the way out of the house as she began to make her way to work, using the long drive to work to clear her head, as she rolled down the car window to help get rid of the puffiness and redness of her eyes.
The brunette woman attempted to bury herself in work, trying to push the painful thoughts out of her head. She spent the day assisting the senior officers in the progress of the peace talks, as well as with the reorganization of the Orb military. The final peace treaty was not yet written, and there were still a lot of details left to iron out. Murrue found that the morning passed by quickly. Maybe too quickly, she considered, turning her head to glance out of a window, listening to one of Kira’s ideas for the treaty. She thought she caught the young Coordinator giving her a worried look, but she was far too distracted to notice for sure.
Soon after that the group of officers and politicians broke for lunch, giving them a break from the monotony of the discussions. Murrue began to make her way out of the conference room. She had left the house in such a hurry, that she hadn’t had time to eat breakfast, and despite her uneasy mood, she had to admit that she was hungry. She started to walk over to the cafeteria to grab a bit to eat for lunch, but stopped suddenly when she heard her name being called.
“Hey, Murrue! Wait up...,” Kira ran to catch up with her. “Do you want to go get something to eat?” The young general smiled at her, noticing the worried look written all over her face.
“Huh? Oh, um, sure...,” the older woman faked a smile as best she could, attempting to hide her sadness and confusion, as the two officers began walking towards the cafeteria.
Kira knew she was hiding something. He had seen that phony smile way too many times, but he was surprised to see it this time. But, there shouldn’t be any reason for that now, right?
“Murrue, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” the teen pilot looked across the table at the brunette as she slowly ate her lunch.
“I’m fine, Kira, really I am,” she flashed another fake smile as she prepared to eat another bite of her food.
“No. No you’re not. I can tell. Please, Murrue tell me what’s wrong. Or do you want me to call Mwu?”
“No, Kira, no, please....,” Murrue’s voice trailed off, as she looked down, tears threatening to well up in her marigold orbs again. “I...he had another nightmare last night, Kira,” she attempted to explain. She saw Kira look down, the sadness evident on his face, for he understood exactly what Mwu was going through.
“It was about his time as Neo,” she went on to tell Kira about what he had told her, her voice barely holding at the last bit she told him “It’s all my fault, Kira. It’s my fault he had to go through all that.....,” tears began rolling down her pale cheeks again. “Does he blame me?” she raised her head up to look at her younger friend, eyes wide with fear.
“Murure....you should know it’s not your fault,” Kira reached across the table to place his hand on her shoulder. “And I know he doesn’t blame you.”
“But I....the Dominion. If I had just been able to defeat it earlier, none of this would’ve happened. And because of my incompetence he had to go through all that.....,” Murrue softly cried again, burying her face in her delicate hands.
“That wasn’t your fault, Murrue, not at all,” Kira attempted to comfort his distraught friend. “Please don’t blame yourself. I’m sure Mwu wouldn’t want you to.”
“Really?” She looked up at the chocolate haired pilot, her face tear-stained, her eyes bloodshot, her crying beginning to cease.
“Yes,” Kira smiled at her, hopeful that he had been able to help his friend after all that she had done for him when he was feeling down. “All better?”
Murrue could only nod, feeling somewhat relieved after talking it over with Kira. “Should I....ask him?”
“If you think it will make you feel better, but I’m positive he’ll tell you the same thing. Oh, I almost forgot. Lacus wants to know if you and Mwu want to go out to eat tonight after work?”
“What about the orphans?”
“My mother and Reverend Malchio said they would watch them tonight,” Kira replied. “Said we deserved a night out once in a while,” he chuckled.
“Oh, well then, sounds nice. What time?” Murrue smiled, this time genuinely.
“Is 7:00 okay? That new Italian place near the beach sound good?”
“Yeah, that’s fine. We’ll see you there. Thanks, Kira, for everything.” The two friends started to head back to the conference room to finish out their work day.
Oh, I better call Mwu and tell him to be ready then. He’s probably been painting the walls again. Murrue reached into her purse to take out her cell phone and tell Mwu that he needed to be ready to go by the time she got home.
The rest of the day passed by rather slowly. Murrue found herself bored, but she still couldn’t stop thinking about what had been bothering her earlier. She decided that she needed to know the truth, no matter how painful it was. She would ask him when she got home.
She soon found herself at the front door of their house, her heart racing. What if Kira is wrong...I don’t know what I would do. But I have to know. She attempted to steady her shaking hands, as she slowly pulled the front door open. Stepping into the house, she looked around for Mwu. She had called to tell him to be ready. Where is he? The answer to her question came in the form of the loud noise of the shower running. She glanced at her watch. Still have a couple of hours.
Her pulse still rapid, she debated within her mind whether or not to tell him now. Or should I wait until after dinner? She made her decision, making her way to their bedroom. She needed to know now. Before she even noticed what she was doing, she began peeling her clothes off. Gently opening the bathroom door, she stepped into the steamy room, slipping into the shower as quietly as she possibly could.
Murrue found herself standing behind him, her eyes mesmerized by the sight of water running down his muscular form. A mild blush formed on her cheeks as other thoughts began to play in her already muddled mind. Her body ached to touch him, to feel his skin against hers. She tried to shake those feelings off, remembering that she had vowed to find out the answer to her question. She attempted to gather as much courage as she possibly could before continuing. “Mwu?” She barely managed to get his name out, her voice nearly leaving her.
The blonde man nearly jumped, startled at her sudden presence. He spun around quickly on his heels to face her, his face lighting up with a huge grin as he looked at her, his azure eyes starting to travel further down her svelte body. “Hey beautiful, surprised to see you in here,” the tall man leaned over to kiss her, but found himself unsuccessful, as she turned her head away, a worried expression painted on her delicate face.
“Mwu...I....I need to ask you something,” she managed to tell the surprised man, unable to look into his handsome, scarred face. Instead she focused her eyes on the tiled wall of the shower.
One look at the frightened expression on her face told Mwu immediately that something was wrong. “Murrue, sweetheart, what’s wrong?” He placed both of his strong hands on her shoulders, turning her so that she was now facing him, his blue eyes staring into her marigold ones. He could feel her pulse racing, and her body trembling beneath his touch.
The auburn haired female took a deep breath, attempting to calm her racing body and mind. “Mwu, do you...do...you.....blame me...for......for...what...you had to go through,” she stammered, beginning to cry all over again.
“What?” Mwu couldn’t believe what he had just heard. Was she......was she blaming herself for last night? “Of course not, Murrue. None of it was your fault. None of it,” he immediately wrapped her up in his strong arms as she buried her face against his shoulder, sobbing uncontrollably.
“But...but....I couldn’t.....even...handle.......the....the....Dominion,” she managed to spurt out between sobs. “I...you.......should.......hate....me.....it’s all my fault.......”
“Murrue, I could never hate you,” he gently stroked her chocolate hair, holding her tightly until her weeping began to subside, warm water pouring down on them. “I love you, Murrue. I love you with every fiber of my being. I don’t blame you at all for what happened to me. Please, Murrue, honey, don’t blame yourself,” he smiled down at her, as he wiped the tears out of her tawny eyes. “Okay?”
The brunette looked up at him, gazing into his face, full of sincerity and love. She slowly nodded her head, wrapping her arms around him, pulling him even closer than before. Murrue couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, the tension in her body releasing. She soon found that her previous thoughts had returned with a vengeance as she felt his wet, warm skin against hers. She could feel the heat rising to her cheeks. A slight smirk played on her lips as she noticed he was having similar thoughts as well. She encircled her arms around his neck, pulling his head down, their lips meeting in an unrestrained, passionate kiss.
After the two lovers broke for air, Mwu began to trail kisses over her cheeks and down the sensitive skin of her neck. A smirk adorned his lips as she gasped at the sensations he was stirring within her, causing her to press her body harder against his. She giggled as he playfully tugged at her earlobe. He soon brought his moth back to hers in a passionate exchange, his hands beginning to explore the sleek curves of her lithe body.
“Mwu....,” the dark haired female breathed huskily as his wet fingers slid over the slippery skin of her chest, electricity pulsating throughout her body as his hands gently kneaded the soft flesh, causing her to dig her nails into his back, leaving tiny crescent shaped marks, her hips beginning to move slowly against his.
She couldn’t help but smile as he moaned uncontrollably into her mouth as her hips slowly ground against his suffering arousal. “You like?” She breathed into his ear, continuing with her attention.
“Ah...Murrue.....I....,” he managed to get out, his azure eyes shut tightly in pleasure as her wet body moved against his. Needing to regain control, he spun her around in his arms so that he was holding her from behind. “Your turn,” he growled lustily into her ear, the warm water still raining down upon them. He began to trail his hands further down her svelte body, smirking devilishly as he slowly and lightly raked his fingers along her womanhood. “You like,” the blonde playfully mocked her.
“Yes........,” she gasped, throwing her head back against his shoulder, nearly passing out from pure pleasure as his fingertips gently caressed the sensitive skin, gently massaging the swollen bud.
Murrue could feel her legs beginning to turn weak from the attention he was showering on her, her breathing becoming jagged as she raked her fingernails up and down his back. She soon found it impossible to control her body’s movements as the climax pulsated throughout her body, her lover’s name loudly on her lips.
Her body still shaking slightly, she turned around in his arms so she was once again facing him, her cheeks flushed pink, her marigold eyes glazed over. Her breathing was still heavy as she stood up on the tips of her toes, bringing her mouth against his. “Mwu....please.....,” breaking for air, she looked up pleadingly into his ocean blue eyes. She needed him inside her, to feel her body moving with his.
“As you wish,” Mwu smiled down at her, desire burning brightly in his eyes. He hoisted her up against the wall as she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. Mwu closed his eyes, gasping as he felt her warmth and tightness envelop him. He slowly ground his hips against hers, breathless moans and gasps escaping from their lips. He wanted her to enjoy this as much as he was.
“Ah.....Mwu........don’t stop.........,” Murrue stammered, she could feel herself losing control of her breathing again, her body beginning to shake as she moved with him.
Sensing she was near her climax, Mwu continued his slow movements, gasping as he felt her inner muscles tense around him. He found the nerve-tingling sensations impossible to fight, his body releasing the tension deep inside her as the lovers cried out to each other, water cascading down upon them.
“All better now?” Mwu smiled down at her, gently setting the brown haired woman back down on the shower floor, gently caressing her delicate face with his fingertips.
“Yes,” she sighed contentedly, resting her head on his shoulder. “Thank you,” she lifted her head up, placing a light kiss on his lips. “Now we need to get ready. We don’t want to be late meeting Kira and Lacus, do we?” She stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around herself.
“Aw...but,” the blonde male pouted.
“Oh you,” Murrue smirked playfully. “Now let’s go get ready,” she grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the shower.
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“ ;Come on, Mwu, we’re late,” Murrue plafully reminded him as they got out of their blue car in the parking lot of the Italian restaurant they were going to meet Kira and Lacus for dinner.
Kira couldn’t help but smile when he saw the smile Murrue was wearing as she and Mwu walked into the restaurant hand in hand. “I told you so,” he whispered in her ear as the couple greeted each other.
“I know,” Murrue smiled. “I know.”
A/N: Well, I hoped you all enjoyed that.
Please read and review.
I’ve had the idea for this chapter since I finished watching GSD and from various forums. It’s on the angsty side, and it is a lemon near the end, so if that bothers you, don't read, okay.
Read and review, and I hope you enjoy.
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Chapter 3: Tainted
It was cold, a white blanket of freshly-fallen snow covering the frozen ground. New flakes began to fall from the grey sky. The blonde man felt as though he was floating above it all, above the mayhem that was occurring below him. His mouth gaped in horror as the events played out below him.
A gigantic black mobile suit was obliterating everything in its path. ZAFT forces were no match for the monster. Its barrage of missles and powerful lasers destroying anything that dared cross its path. The massive machine did not discriminate between military or civilian targets. Buildings and their occupants were annihilated, as if they never existed. Innocents were shot down as they attempted to escape the carnage as the X1 Destroy continued its murderous rampage. He could hear their screams, their cries for help as they were obliterated in an instant by the Destroy’s arsenal of lethal weapons.
The man’s blue eyes widened as he realized where he was. This is Berlin. This is where....where..., his mind began to race, his hands visibly shaking. His mind thought back to the order that bastard Djibril had given him-to “take care of Eurasia.” Mwu remembered being angry about it. He didn’t want to go through with it. It was something he would do. My father and Rau. His eyes widened. Am I becoming like them? His attention was soon diverted from his thoughts, as his eyes caught a glimpse of something else.
There was another machine there as well. A purple mobile suit. Mwu immediately recognized it as his old suit-his Windam. He watched, horrified as it fought against those attempting to stop the giant monster from continuing its assault on the city. No!.....What was I doing? Why...., his mind attempted to make sense of what was happening beneath him. Stellar....I was trying to protect Stellar, he remembered. Stellar....I was the one who put her in that. It was my fault she.....it was my fault all of them......what have I done? It’s my fault those cities were...., Mwu’s strong body shook as he felt tears begin to sting his blue eyes as he continued to observe the destruction. Then he saw them. His hands. Mwu screamed in agony as he held his trembling, bloody hands up to his scarred face, his eyes widened at the sight of the crimson fluid that stained them. No!.....No.....I......
Mwu bolted straight up in the bed, his entire body shaking. His knuckles where white from the strong grip his hands had on the bed sheets, his breathing erratic and heavy. The blonde male could feel his heart pounding inside his muscular chest. Where? His cerulean eyes slowly opened, taking in the darkness that had enveloped the bedroom. I....it.....it was a dream, realization hit the scarred man as he glanced to his right and saw her. Murrue, he watched her as she slept, his breathing and heartbeat beginning to return to their normal rates.
She looks so peaceful, so innocent, he closed his eyes. So pure, he realized, not like me. She...I..don’t..., Mwu could feel tears begin to roll down his cheeks as his body began to shake again. He buried his face in his hands, as he quietly cried.
Murrue’s marigold eyes flitted open suddenly as she began to stir underneath the pale blue sheets. What’s...., she panicked, reaching over to where he should be, her hand falling gently to the mattress. A soft sound jolted her out of her thoughts as she turned her head and saw him. Was he...? “Mwu?” She whispered, slowly sitting up in the bed, a worried expression on her face.
Mwu just sat there, his face still buried in his hands, his body trembling.
“Mwu, honey, what’s wrong?” Murrue began to gently caress the bare skin of his shoulder. Did he have another nightmare? She thought as she watched his breakdown. It had been just three weeks since the end of the war, and several nights Murure found herself awoken by the nightmares her lover had been experiencing. It broke her heart to listen to what had happened to him, what he had been forced to do. Those nights she just held him until he fell back asleep, whispering comforting words into his ear. But this time is worse, she continued stroking his shoulder and back with her warm fingers. “Mwu, are you okay?”
The blonde man turned his head around to face her, his body still shaking. In the pale moonlight, Murrue could see the tears that were staining his cheeks and the sorrow that was written all over his face. “I.....it....another........,” Mwu stammered between choked sobs, placing his hands on her shoulders, burying his face in her auburn locks. “It’s.......all.....my.. fault...they....all......died..,” was all he could get out.
Murrue wrapped her arms around him, continuing to lovingly caress his shoulders and back . “Mwu.......,” she held him closer to her bare skin as he continued to cry, her heart breaking at what she had just heard. “It’s not your fault, honey. It’s not your fault,” the brunette consoled her lover. “You didn’t want to go along with it. It wasn’t your idea,” she began to run her fingers through his soft blonde hair.
Mwu looked up at her, his eyes bloodshot. “But....I.....did. I.....did......go....along with it,” he muttered, his voice still choked and shaky. “I should’ve stopped him....I shouldn’t have.....,” he couldn’t continue.
“Oh, Mwu....,” Murrue’s eyes began to water. “There wasn’t anything you could’ve done. Even if you had killed him, another man would’ve just continued his plans. Mwu, honey, please don’t blame yourself.”
“I......don’t...deserve.......you, 221; Mwu shook as his azure orbs gazed into her topaz ones, searching for any hints hatred or fear, but finding none. “I’ve...done...so...many....,” he sobbed. “You shouldn’t.....be....with....me.....I’m.....,” he was suddenly cut off.
“No, Mwu, please don’t say that,” Murrue began to weep as tears began to slide off her pale cheeks. “I love you Mwu,” she stammered, trying to hold back her sobs. “You saved my life and the lives of countless others,” she reminded him. “You helped save Orb just a few weeks ago,” she looked up at him as she caressed his lips with her fingers. Her mouth were soon covering his, as they met in an intense, yet brief exchange. This had taken Mwu by suprise, but he soon found himself lost in her kiss.
“I........I.......love you too, Murrue,” Mwu whispered in her ear, his breath tickling her neck, sending shivers down her spine. “Thanks for putting up with me,” he smiled down at her as he encircled her with his strong arms, causing Murrue to gasp at the contact of his skin against hers.
“Mwu.......,” she moaned as she felt his teeth scrape gently across the sensitive skin of her neck and his hands begin to explore the curves of her supple body. Love and passion began to overtake the newly-reunited couple, both of them seeking comfort in each other’s arms in the waning hours of the darkness.
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Hints of dawn began to peek through the window, illuminating the spacious bedroom in the colors of the early morning sunrise, a cool ocean breeze gently blowing, offering much needed relief from the already stifling heat. A brunette woman began to softly stir underneath the crisp pale blue sheet that was covering her. She slowly opened her marigold orbs, her blurry vision becoming clearer as she blinked the sleep in them away. Her eyes made their way to the small black box siting on the night stand next to the bed.
Damn, 6:30 already? Murrue cursed to herself as her mind registered the time the bright red numbers shining from the small object. She reached a slender arm out from underneath the sheets, turning the alarm clock off before it sounded its offending noise. He needs his rest..., she reminded herself, glancing over at him, her mind going back to the events of the previous evening.
The auburn haired woman had found herself awoken by another one of Mwu’s nightmares. Ever since they had arrived back in Orb just three weeks ago, Mwu’s sleep had been plagued by nightmares of his deeds as Neo. But this one was different, she reminded herself, remembering waking up to the choked sobs of her lover. Her heart broke at what she had seen and heard, and she could only hold him and whisper soothing words in his ear as his emotions poured out.
They had spent the rest of the early morning hours wrapped up in each other’s arms, their bodies united and moving as one, the thought causing a mild blush to creep onto Murrue’s pale skin. She sighed as she took another glance at the glowing red digits of the alarm clock, a frown forming on her pink lips.
Ugh, time to get up, she slowly rolled out of bed, making her way to the shower to get ready for work. The past couple of weeks she had been overseeing the repairs and upgrades made to the Archangel, as well as helping out with the peace talks. Mwu still had a couple of weeks off. She had asked Cagalli to give him some extra time to readjust to normal life. Mwu protested at first, but she could tell he was grateful to have some time to recover from the hard life he had led the past two years.
Murrue tilted her head back into the warm stream of water, her mind still going over what had happened last night. Why did he have to......a sudden realization hit her. Hard. She gasped, the thought hitting her like a ton of bricks. “It’s because of me...I.....I.......,” tears began to well up in the corner of her tawny orbs, her lithe body beginning to shake as the steaming hot water poured down on her.
I.....I couldn’t even handle the Dominion.........he....that....happened.....because.....because...of my incompetence...., salty tears rolled down her pale cheeks, mixing with the warm water from the shower. Damnit, this is all my fault....., her shoulders heaved as her choked sobs were drowned out by the noise of the flowing water. He went through that all because I couldn’t defeat the Dominion sooner, he got those scars because of me......., she leaned against the tiled wall of the shower, steadying herself as she cried to herself.
What if.....if.....does....he blame me? Her mind began racing, worst case scenarios running rampant through her muddled mind. Does he hate me for it? The dark haired woman asked herself, the answer to the question to painful to even consider. I wouldn’t blame him if he did..., she dropped her head, staring down at the beige tile of the shower floor.
Murrue managed to finish her shower, her cries eventually subsiding. She hastily put her Orb military uniform on, rushing out of the bathroom as she realized that she must be running late for work, her eyes puffy and red from crying. She glanced over at the bed, her topaz eyes fixated on the sleeping man. Did he really......., she shook her head. She didn’t know if she wanted an answer to that. What would I do if......., no I can’t deal with that right now, she told herself, shaking her head. She quickly made her exit from the bedroom, grabbing her car keys on the way out of the house as she began to make her way to work, using the long drive to work to clear her head, as she rolled down the car window to help get rid of the puffiness and redness of her eyes.
The brunette woman attempted to bury herself in work, trying to push the painful thoughts out of her head. She spent the day assisting the senior officers in the progress of the peace talks, as well as with the reorganization of the Orb military. The final peace treaty was not yet written, and there were still a lot of details left to iron out. Murrue found that the morning passed by quickly. Maybe too quickly, she considered, turning her head to glance out of a window, listening to one of Kira’s ideas for the treaty. She thought she caught the young Coordinator giving her a worried look, but she was far too distracted to notice for sure.
Soon after that the group of officers and politicians broke for lunch, giving them a break from the monotony of the discussions. Murrue began to make her way out of the conference room. She had left the house in such a hurry, that she hadn’t had time to eat breakfast, and despite her uneasy mood, she had to admit that she was hungry. She started to walk over to the cafeteria to grab a bit to eat for lunch, but stopped suddenly when she heard her name being called.
“Hey, Murrue! Wait up...,” Kira ran to catch up with her. “Do you want to go get something to eat?” The young general smiled at her, noticing the worried look written all over her face.
“Huh? Oh, um, sure...,” the older woman faked a smile as best she could, attempting to hide her sadness and confusion, as the two officers began walking towards the cafeteria.
Kira knew she was hiding something. He had seen that phony smile way too many times, but he was surprised to see it this time. But, there shouldn’t be any reason for that now, right?
“Murrue, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” the teen pilot looked across the table at the brunette as she slowly ate her lunch.
“I’m fine, Kira, really I am,” she flashed another fake smile as she prepared to eat another bite of her food.
“No. No you’re not. I can tell. Please, Murrue tell me what’s wrong. Or do you want me to call Mwu?”
“No, Kira, no, please....,” Murrue’s voice trailed off, as she looked down, tears threatening to well up in her marigold orbs again. “I...he had another nightmare last night, Kira,” she attempted to explain. She saw Kira look down, the sadness evident on his face, for he understood exactly what Mwu was going through.
“It was about his time as Neo,” she went on to tell Kira about what he had told her, her voice barely holding at the last bit she told him “It’s all my fault, Kira. It’s my fault he had to go through all that.....,” tears began rolling down her pale cheeks again. “Does he blame me?” she raised her head up to look at her younger friend, eyes wide with fear.
“Murure....you should know it’s not your fault,” Kira reached across the table to place his hand on her shoulder. “And I know he doesn’t blame you.”
“But I....the Dominion. If I had just been able to defeat it earlier, none of this would’ve happened. And because of my incompetence he had to go through all that.....,” Murrue softly cried again, burying her face in her delicate hands.
“That wasn’t your fault, Murrue, not at all,” Kira attempted to comfort his distraught friend. “Please don’t blame yourself. I’m sure Mwu wouldn’t want you to.”
“Really?” She looked up at the chocolate haired pilot, her face tear-stained, her eyes bloodshot, her crying beginning to cease.
“Yes,” Kira smiled at her, hopeful that he had been able to help his friend after all that she had done for him when he was feeling down. “All better?”
Murrue could only nod, feeling somewhat relieved after talking it over with Kira. “Should I....ask him?”
“If you think it will make you feel better, but I’m positive he’ll tell you the same thing. Oh, I almost forgot. Lacus wants to know if you and Mwu want to go out to eat tonight after work?”
“What about the orphans?”
“My mother and Reverend Malchio said they would watch them tonight,” Kira replied. “Said we deserved a night out once in a while,” he chuckled.
“Oh, well then, sounds nice. What time?” Murrue smiled, this time genuinely.
“Is 7:00 okay? That new Italian place near the beach sound good?”
“Yeah, that’s fine. We’ll see you there. Thanks, Kira, for everything.” The two friends started to head back to the conference room to finish out their work day.
Oh, I better call Mwu and tell him to be ready then. He’s probably been painting the walls again. Murrue reached into her purse to take out her cell phone and tell Mwu that he needed to be ready to go by the time she got home.
The rest of the day passed by rather slowly. Murrue found herself bored, but she still couldn’t stop thinking about what had been bothering her earlier. She decided that she needed to know the truth, no matter how painful it was. She would ask him when she got home.
She soon found herself at the front door of their house, her heart racing. What if Kira is wrong...I don’t know what I would do. But I have to know. She attempted to steady her shaking hands, as she slowly pulled the front door open. Stepping into the house, she looked around for Mwu. She had called to tell him to be ready. Where is he? The answer to her question came in the form of the loud noise of the shower running. She glanced at her watch. Still have a couple of hours.
Her pulse still rapid, she debated within her mind whether or not to tell him now. Or should I wait until after dinner? She made her decision, making her way to their bedroom. She needed to know now. Before she even noticed what she was doing, she began peeling her clothes off. Gently opening the bathroom door, she stepped into the steamy room, slipping into the shower as quietly as she possibly could.
Murrue found herself standing behind him, her eyes mesmerized by the sight of water running down his muscular form. A mild blush formed on her cheeks as other thoughts began to play in her already muddled mind. Her body ached to touch him, to feel his skin against hers. She tried to shake those feelings off, remembering that she had vowed to find out the answer to her question. She attempted to gather as much courage as she possibly could before continuing. “Mwu?” She barely managed to get his name out, her voice nearly leaving her.
The blonde man nearly jumped, startled at her sudden presence. He spun around quickly on his heels to face her, his face lighting up with a huge grin as he looked at her, his azure eyes starting to travel further down her svelte body. “Hey beautiful, surprised to see you in here,” the tall man leaned over to kiss her, but found himself unsuccessful, as she turned her head away, a worried expression painted on her delicate face.
“Mwu...I....I need to ask you something,” she managed to tell the surprised man, unable to look into his handsome, scarred face. Instead she focused her eyes on the tiled wall of the shower.
One look at the frightened expression on her face told Mwu immediately that something was wrong. “Murrue, sweetheart, what’s wrong?” He placed both of his strong hands on her shoulders, turning her so that she was now facing him, his blue eyes staring into her marigold ones. He could feel her pulse racing, and her body trembling beneath his touch.
The auburn haired female took a deep breath, attempting to calm her racing body and mind. “Mwu, do you...do...you.....blame me...for......for...what...you had to go through,” she stammered, beginning to cry all over again.
“What?” Mwu couldn’t believe what he had just heard. Was she......was she blaming herself for last night? “Of course not, Murrue. None of it was your fault. None of it,” he immediately wrapped her up in his strong arms as she buried her face against his shoulder, sobbing uncontrollably.
“But...but....I couldn’t.....even...handle.......the....the....Dominion,” she managed to spurt out between sobs. “I...you.......should.......hate....me.....it’s all my fault.......”
“Murrue, I could never hate you,” he gently stroked her chocolate hair, holding her tightly until her weeping began to subside, warm water pouring down on them. “I love you, Murrue. I love you with every fiber of my being. I don’t blame you at all for what happened to me. Please, Murrue, honey, don’t blame yourself,” he smiled down at her, as he wiped the tears out of her tawny eyes. “Okay?”
The brunette looked up at him, gazing into his face, full of sincerity and love. She slowly nodded her head, wrapping her arms around him, pulling him even closer than before. Murrue couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, the tension in her body releasing. She soon found that her previous thoughts had returned with a vengeance as she felt his wet, warm skin against hers. She could feel the heat rising to her cheeks. A slight smirk played on her lips as she noticed he was having similar thoughts as well. She encircled her arms around his neck, pulling his head down, their lips meeting in an unrestrained, passionate kiss.
After the two lovers broke for air, Mwu began to trail kisses over her cheeks and down the sensitive skin of her neck. A smirk adorned his lips as she gasped at the sensations he was stirring within her, causing her to press her body harder against his. She giggled as he playfully tugged at her earlobe. He soon brought his moth back to hers in a passionate exchange, his hands beginning to explore the sleek curves of her lithe body.
“Mwu....,” the dark haired female breathed huskily as his wet fingers slid over the slippery skin of her chest, electricity pulsating throughout her body as his hands gently kneaded the soft flesh, causing her to dig her nails into his back, leaving tiny crescent shaped marks, her hips beginning to move slowly against his.
She couldn’t help but smile as he moaned uncontrollably into her mouth as her hips slowly ground against his suffering arousal. “You like?” She breathed into his ear, continuing with her attention.
“Ah...Murrue.....I....,” he managed to get out, his azure eyes shut tightly in pleasure as her wet body moved against his. Needing to regain control, he spun her around in his arms so that he was holding her from behind. “Your turn,” he growled lustily into her ear, the warm water still raining down upon them. He began to trail his hands further down her svelte body, smirking devilishly as he slowly and lightly raked his fingers along her womanhood. “You like,” the blonde playfully mocked her.
“Yes........,” she gasped, throwing her head back against his shoulder, nearly passing out from pure pleasure as his fingertips gently caressed the sensitive skin, gently massaging the swollen bud.
Murrue could feel her legs beginning to turn weak from the attention he was showering on her, her breathing becoming jagged as she raked her fingernails up and down his back. She soon found it impossible to control her body’s movements as the climax pulsated throughout her body, her lover’s name loudly on her lips.
Her body still shaking slightly, she turned around in his arms so she was once again facing him, her cheeks flushed pink, her marigold eyes glazed over. Her breathing was still heavy as she stood up on the tips of her toes, bringing her mouth against his. “Mwu....please.....,” breaking for air, she looked up pleadingly into his ocean blue eyes. She needed him inside her, to feel her body moving with his.
“As you wish,” Mwu smiled down at her, desire burning brightly in his eyes. He hoisted her up against the wall as she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. Mwu closed his eyes, gasping as he felt her warmth and tightness envelop him. He slowly ground his hips against hers, breathless moans and gasps escaping from their lips. He wanted her to enjoy this as much as he was.
“Ah.....Mwu........don’t stop.........,” Murrue stammered, she could feel herself losing control of her breathing again, her body beginning to shake as she moved with him.
Sensing she was near her climax, Mwu continued his slow movements, gasping as he felt her inner muscles tense around him. He found the nerve-tingling sensations impossible to fight, his body releasing the tension deep inside her as the lovers cried out to each other, water cascading down upon them.
“All better now?” Mwu smiled down at her, gently setting the brown haired woman back down on the shower floor, gently caressing her delicate face with his fingertips.
“Yes,” she sighed contentedly, resting her head on his shoulder. “Thank you,” she lifted her head up, placing a light kiss on his lips. “Now we need to get ready. We don’t want to be late meeting Kira and Lacus, do we?” She stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around herself.
“Aw...but,” the blonde male pouted.
“Oh you,” Murrue smirked playfully. “Now let’s go get ready,” she grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the shower.
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“ ;Come on, Mwu, we’re late,” Murrue plafully reminded him as they got out of their blue car in the parking lot of the Italian restaurant they were going to meet Kira and Lacus for dinner.
Kira couldn’t help but smile when he saw the smile Murrue was wearing as she and Mwu walked into the restaurant hand in hand. “I told you so,” he whispered in her ear as the couple greeted each other.
“I know,” Murrue smiled. “I know.”
A/N: Well, I hoped you all enjoyed that.
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