I originally thought of this idea with Relena and Heero. But it involved major Relena bashing and…I don't really hate her much anymore. A year ago…I wanted to hurt Heero for not hurting her. But I'm over it…besides; I thought it'd be hilarious with Noin and Zechs. If there are few 6x9 fics out there, there are even fewer 6x9 comedies. If you know of a good one, tell me!! I love comedy!
Disclaimer: *sigh* I don't own Gundam Wing. But I do own a nifty chibi Duo pin (that I paid too much for…)!
My Best Friends Wedding: Gundam Wing Style!
"Noin, it's so great to hear your voice again. It's been a long time and I apologize for not having kept in touch for the last month. It's been busy as hell on Mars. But I just got back to Earth this morning and really wanted for us to catch up. I also have some big news. Sit down, okay? Noin…I'm getting married. She's wonderful, Noin, I can't wait for you to meet her. I don't know if Duo told you, but everyone's meeting at Relena's place day after tomorrow. The thing is, I wanted to see you first. Please call me back as soon as you get this, I'm at the Hilton."
And that was how my life fell apart in exactly 29 seconds.
Zechs was getting married. A year gone from my life and he comes back to get married. I should have sat down.
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I walked uncertainly into the restaurant, sure that I wouldn't be able to recognize him. I scanned the place, and began panicking when I didn't see him. What if he looked completely different? What if he cut his hair? That thought was enough to make me want to leave, run away and forget this was happening. I was still in shock over it.
And then I saw him. He was still exactly the same, long platinum hair with those bangs that were always covering those piercing ice blue eyes. I drew in my breath as I saw him stand, taking in his tall frame, strong chest, slim waist and hips, and long legs. He was just as I remembered him. I caught his eyes and he smiled. It had been too long since I had seen that smile. I rushed toward him and he and swooped my into his arms, crushing me in his embrace.
"Noin, I've missed you so much," he said. I shakily wrapped my arms around him, genuinely afraid for my ribs. He let me go and turned back to the table. There sat a pretty girl with soft light brown hair and a timid smile. Her green eyes sparkled as she came forward and hugged me gently. "Lucrezia Noin, meet Sabra Osmond."
"I've been looking forward to meeting you, Lucrezia. I can call you Lucrezia, right? I mean, Milliardo calls you Noin, but I hardly think that's appropriate. But then, you two go way back. He talks about you endlessly, by the way."
Her voice was soft and didn't carry very far and I found myself straining to hear her. She had a whole… innocence about her that I never would have expected from Zechs. Or maybe he was looking for the polar opposite of me. The thought hit me like a truck. Ouch.
"Noin, are you okay? You look pale," Zechs' voice was laden with concern. I clumsily nodded my head and let him escort me to a chair.
The waiter appeared shortly. I glumly ordered the special without even bothering to ask what it was. Zechs had fettuccini alfredo while Sabra ordered a garden salad. She did most of the talking, describing space and all that sappy stuff about the peace of the stars. I remembered spouting the same mess the first time I went up, though I swore it didn't sound so corny when I said it. I noticed Zechs watching me out of the corner of his eye throughout the whole meal. The few times I met his gaze, I saw unease and worry etched onto his face. I figured he was waiting for my reaction to his fiancée. All I could manage was a weak smile. I guess I was a little down. How could I not be? Here I was, having dinner with my best friend and his fiancée. Well, that would seem harmless, unless I threw in the fact that I was hopelessly in love with my best friend, who didn't seem to have a clue. That, or he didn't care. I let that thought run through my mind a few times, torturing myself as I gulped down my wine.
"Oh my, Lucrezia, I sure hope you can hold your liquor! I can't have more than a glass of the stuff. Milli will tell you that I get all weird and giggly…I don't know, I don't remember when that happens, but he never tells me if I do anything embarrassing, isn't that sweet of him…" Did I mention that she did most of the talking? Yeah, and… 'Milli'? Sabra stopped her chatter for a moment and took a tiny bite of her salad. I briefly wondered if she was just being prissy or taking so little so she could get right back to talking. I wasn't going to wait to find out.
"So Zechs," I said, trying to sound casual. But with Zechs' bangs falling over his face as he ate, I couldn't be sure if I was succeeding. "When's the big day?" I asked, digging into the special, which turned out to be lasagna. He seemed surprised by my question, hesitating before answering.
"Well, it's two weeks from Saturday." It was all I could do to keep from choking on my food in shock. Two weeks?! I took a drink and cleared my throat. I had to stay calm. I also had to fight the overwhelming urge to smack him around a bit and yell at him to wake the hell up. What was he thinking?
I looked at him quizzically. "That's kind of short notice, don't you think?" I shouldn't have said that. His eyes left mine and stared down at the table. He was closing himself off; I hated when he did that.
Sabra didn't even notice and picked up right where she left off.
I glared at Zechs for a few moments, hoping he'd notice and snap out of it. No such luck, he remained silent for the rest of the meal. The comment had been completely innocent, well, mostly innocent, though it came out a little more condescending and overcritical than I had intended. I wriggled uncomfortably in my seat and pushed my half-eaten dish away, not longer famished. Putting on a mask of fake interest, I pretended to listen to the rest of Sabra's never ending tale of space and shuttles and whatever else she was talking about. I was too busy watching as she nudged at Zechs with her elbow as she spoke, coaxing one of those rare smiles out of him.
That did it. I had to break them up. And I had two weeks to do it.
