The Depth of Obliviscence
Chibi Tsuki
Disclaimer: Before ANY of those who wish take chances to charge me go on reading, I have one sentence for you, I DON'T own Gundam Wing or their characters, they belong to their respective owners, however, I do own this little story.
Author's Notes: Hehehe, how about a BIG one? I'm sure most of you would be pleased to see that I've included a LONG chapter instead of having 3 short ones. It took me some time to write it all up though and I didn't know what to put as the chapter heading. Oh and there's a little incidents where Zechs is a little not himself... but that doesn't last long so don't kill me for making him sound... we... you just go on reading ok?

Chapter 14
Sometime Soon…

Approaching the reception, he looked sideways and back to the front, reassuring himself that he was in the right place. The room was fairly dim except where the receptionist sat, going through files, too busy to notice him standing there. Scanning the objects on the bench, he spotted a golden plate inscribed with names and at the top was the word Preventers. Somehow, words just slipped out of his mouth. "Excuse me miss. Would I be able to talk to Lady Une?"

Milliardo stop acting so nervous! Your face is drooling with nervousness.

"Do you have an appointment with her? She's fairly busy at the moment," the woman questioned in disturbance, merely looking up at him through her glasses. She gripped her ballpoint pen firmly and steadily whilst flicking through an exercise book scribbled with words and tables.
"No but tell her that Milliardo Peacecraft wants a word with her." His mouth was tight and he didn't seem to have any intention to smile the least bit. Briskly, she glared at him with frightening eyes. The young prince frowned at the middle-aged woman and gulped. "Please?"
Without a reply, she dropped her pen onto a notepad and picked up the cord phone with her right hand, pressing three digits. "Hello? Ms Une? A young gentleman by the name of Milliardo Peacecraft wants to quick chat with you."

Ms Une? Noin would have laughed at that.

Silently he laughed and tried to stop his emotions from sinking out of the many layers of skin. "Go in," the lady muttered, dropping the phone back to its stand. She gave him a brief glare and resumed working. Like a timid mouse, he ventured into the short corridor and slowly walked down, avoiding any worker that scurrying in and out of rooms. Perfect, just perfect. He had forgotten to ask the cranky old lady for instructions. He had been uncertain, uncertain of whether the things he was doing were right or wrong. Whether they will affect him or others. His pride just seemed to have floated away, leaving a young man with changing attitudes. Sometimes he was positive and reassuring. Sometimes he was not.

Noin, please guide my soul right and tell me I'm doing just fine.

Closing his eyes for a second, he felt a spirit fly through is skin and into his mind. It was an imagery of a twelve year old Noin, smiling in a carefree way, laughing as she bounded in the meadows. She wore a navy dress made out of the finest velvet with frills and tips of white. On her head was a straw hat with a massive blue bow on the side, fluttering like the wind as she ran. Standing several feet away was a young couple, smiling at the young girl. He recognised them as his parents, his pacifist father and loving mother. They seemed to be enjoying the scenery and chuckling softly among themselves.
Sitting under a tree was a young brown-haired teenager, staring at him, dressed in a floppy mattered shirt and brown britches. Contented. He was content, happy and smiling at him like the young duke he used to now. Except this time he looked nothing like Duke Treize Kushrenada, but in fact a young farmer boy. No he was not the enemy but his best friend from their childhood.
Suddenly, the raven-haired girl walked towards him until she was only half a metre away. A sweet smile was implanted on her face as she looked up at him without hesitation. She lifted up her right hand, passing him a single flower. It wasn't any ordinary flower, but a young and petite white rose, not yet fully bloomed. He could only stare down at her, blinking several times.
She spoke softly, "Zechs, be the youth I once knew. Not as the cadet, not as the soldier, not as the commander but the boy that shared the peaceful times with me the memory of floating in space the first time we met and let your dreams guide you to happiness."
For once in the imagery, Milliardo felt his muscles lighten as the tightened form of his mouth turned into a friendly smile. His hand reached out for the flower stem, touching the drops of dew. "I promise you Noin, I will."

"Mr Milliardo?"
Suddenly the imagery faded into the horizon, but he felt warmth in his mind and heart.
"Mr Milliardo?"
Flickering open his eyelids, he opened them, spotting Lady Une standing diagonally away from him, a hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry Lady Une, I just lost track of where I was going and…"
"It's alright, and please follow me into my office and take a seat," she muttered politely, taking lead.
"Thank you." He only walked two steps before turning into a massive room with glass windows that looked onto the city below. Quietly, he took a seat by the impressive mahogany desk by the window as the young woman sat on the other side in a leather armchair. "It's good to see you well."
"Yes, it's been a while."
"I want to be part of your organisation and a Preventer."
"Why we would be delighted."
"With the code name Wind."

AC197, February…

"Noin, wait up!" Sally yelled, rushing out of their recently bought apartment door, rushing into the elevator before the doors closed on her. Noticing her chum darting in, Lucretzia quickly pressed the 'doors open' button a couple of times, managing to change the machinery's first orders. She tumbled inside and breathed deeply. Luckily for her, she was wearing jeans. "I thought we were going shopping together." The twenty year old growled, clutching onto the metal bar and lifting herself up whilst shooting a glare at Lucretzia.
Beside her, Lucretzia shook her head and muttered, "Well you didn't seem to be coming so I just decided to continue on without you." But ending up chuckling silently.
"Hmpf Noin, I think I like you better the way you were before we came over to L4. You're becoming yourself again," Sally joked, grinning as she received a soft punch in the arm.
"Did you remember to lock the door during the rush?" The former Lieutenant questioned. She leaned against the wall of the lift, her hands in her trouser pockets.
"Yeah, this time I remembered. I'm so glad we're off today. I'm pretty sick of nightshifts."
"Well I quite like teaching, although some of the senior high students tend to be pretty rebellious on occasions."
"The boys are only rebellious because you're a gorgeous female teacher. That reminds me, why don't you keep your hair grow?" Abruptly, the lift came to a stop as the two exited out of the building's main entrance, still in the conversation.
Lucretzia gave a sigh. "I like it short. I've had it short since I was ten and a half. That was when I joined the Academy." They headed towards the closet bus stop that stood about half a block away from their apartment building.
"That's great, you're remembering more. So do you remember Milliardo Peacecraft or Zechs Merquise?" Sally took a glimpse at her friend's expression. It was not quite placid but not quite grim. It usually meant that she was thinking.
"No but I do remember…" She grinned slightly with Sally beside her, hoping that she'd continue. "That… Wufei'scomingtostaytomorrowandyouhaven'tpreparedanything." Hastily, she spoke, but it was clear enough for Sally to catch onto. The Chinese mixed was instantly alert of what she had just heard and jerked herself around to chase after the darting delft blue-haired woman.

"Follow my dreams? I don't understand Noin," Milliardo muttered to the framed photo, sitting comfortably on the couch. "My dreams haven't been telling me anything. They're all images of you in the meadow and sometimes of us being together." He started sulking again for a few minutes until he placed down the photo and dozed off, unpleasantly tired from a hard day's work. But he loved dozing off, that's when Noin visited him.
Again a dream arrived, a moment when he and Noin sat down by the hillside late on an autumn day. The couple huddled closer as a slight chill swept across the sky, but they continued to enjoy sun descend behind the horizon, noting the extreme colours that spayed across the evening sky. It felt so realistic that Milliardo himself felt the warmth from Noin's body. He had and arm draped across her shoulder nonchalantly and his left hand supporting his weight by leaning on the grass.
"What time is it Zechs?" Noin muttered her eyes not leaving the bright orange sun.
Milliardo tilted him head down to look at the watch on his right hand. He observed it, the design and golden plates before glancing at the date and time. "It's nearly seven. Ah… The sun's always beautiful on afternoons, especially now since it's September."
"197…" Noin whispered, smiling to herself, he could see her from beneath his bangs. He held her closer towards him and rested his chin on her head softly, half-afraid to hurt his angel.

Suddenly, a loud beeping sound broke to silence, waking the young prince from his slumber. "Hell," he cursed aloud, groggily rubbing his eyes and sliding his feet off the temporary bed. Timers were the troublemakers. He had set off two timers to wake him up when his pie was ready in the oven. Last time he had ignored the single timer's warning and left the pie to heat until it turned a dark, dark brown. Dark enough to be considered black. Unfortunately he spent an hour scraping the tray of the disgusting muck. But this time he regretted it, it was worth washing trays than waking up in such a romantic stage of a dream.

Did that dream convey an obvious message? Or was it like the others, just hidden and hard to explain?

"Noin! Can you grab the clothes off the clothes line please?" Sally shouted across the apartment, demanding more than pleading.

I think I should suggest payment fees.

"But I'm already vacuuming the carpet," Lucretzia Noin protested, raising her voice over the vacuum cleaner. She had vacuumed three quarters of the areas needing cleaning. There were weekly vacuuming already and usually it was fairly clean but this time Sally insisted for it to be cleaned again, albeit it was done only two days ago.
Sally hesitated, pausing from chopping the cucumber for a split second before instructing Noin to take down the clothes first. Wufei was going to arrive at six thirty and she had exactly forty minutes left to prepare. Even Quatre was invited for dinner.
Expertly, the young woman folded the clothes with swift motions. When she had finished, she left a bundle on Sally's bed and placed hers away. Without a word, she continued using the vacuum cleaner. "Can I help you any further?" Noin half-heartedly offered. Drowsily she looked up at her flat mate, yawning several times.
"I should be fine. The rice will be ready in twenty minutes and Wufei's favourite dish just needs a tinge bit more flavour. Go take a nap, they won't be here for half an hour," Sally smiled. She was less jittery but Noin was too exhausted to notice and ended up flopping onto her bed, falling asleep immediately.

She saw herself in her dream, floating in the empty air. The room was not exactly pitch black but she could feel the presence of another inside wherever she was. All she was doing was floating and relaxing, giving her tensed muscles a break from exercise and schoolwork. Messaging her temples softly with both of her index and middle fingers, she smiled. This was her favourite place to be during the Academy, being in the dark room where she could think of space. It was the gravity room and inside was another harmless character who kept to himself like she did. The dream seemed so real that Noin even believed it to be part of her early cadet days. Maybe it was true, for the time being it would be considered part of her memories until she could confirm it.

At the sound of the doorbell, she heaved herself off her bed and ran into the bathroom, straightening up her hair and quickly washing her face, knowing that Sally would be instantly at the door.
"At last you opened the door. Took your time wo… Sally." Wufei looked at her, starting with the odd greeting.
"Wufei, do you mind greeting me with a different attitude next time?" Sally growled, noticing how he grew within the five months they were separated for.
"Where's Noin?"
"In the bathroom."
"Oh… I missed you Sally," he smiled, changing his attitude instantly, embracing his girlfriend abruptly without her knowing he intended to.
"Change of attitude just because Noin's not viewing this?" she smirked, looking at the blonde hair gentleman approaching their front door, lowering his head at the sight. "Hello Quatre, it's a pleasure seeing you."
"Quatre?" Wufei muttered, giving a startled look, quickly cutting the hug and turning to his comrade. His face turned red a little, embarrassed by being caught.
"Hi Sally, hi Wufei," Quatre uttered timidly, unsure if the situation was right to anything. Casually Noin walked towards the visitors, greeting them before leading them into the lounge room.
"Please feel free and take a seat." She guided them into the area by the balcony and gestured for them to sit down. "Dinner is nearly ready." Sally had already popped into the kitchen to bring out the dishes. The cutlery and plates were already neatly arranged in place.
"So Wufei," Quatre muttered, breaking the silence between the two comrades, "how long are you staying in L4?"
Looking up, the Chinese tried to lighten up. "Around a week or two."
They didn't seem to have much to discuss, especially since the two never really spoke much, except when they discussed battle plans during the wars.

"Come on guys, get yourself over here and eat," Noin advised, poking her head around the corner. She was in a delightful mode and it was obvious especially since she kept grinning. The young woman seemed to have changed a lot, the last time they saw her was nearly five months ago.
"She seems to be herself again," Wufei commented, widening his eyes in surprise. They wandered into the kitchen, catching the whiff of their dinner. Quickly the two ex-pilots sat down at the oval shaped table, readying themselves by filling their plates with quite a few spoonfuls of rice. "Quatre, you must try the Soya-sauce and honey chicken. It is really good."
Quatre sniffed it, absorbing the smell before getting accustomed to its taste. "Smells great. " He reached his fork towards the dish, halting just before he touched the piece of meat. "Excuse my manners. May we start?" He glanced up at the two women, smiling eagerly.
"Let's feast," Sally grinned, taking a seat next to Wufei and Noin.

Gingerly she unlocked the letterbox hatch and lifted up the small door, revealing a bundle of letters. Noin reached inside, taking them out. A habit of hers was to flip through the letters and search for her own. She murmured, "Sally, Sally, Ms Po, Ms S Po. Uh-huh, Lucretzia Noin." She looked at it, comparatively, this letter was much bigger than the others, about two centimetres thick. Locking her letterbox again, she pulled the key out and headed for the elevator. On the back of the envelope was Hilde Schbeiker. They kept in contact by letter and email. Although letters were preferable since they kept sending each other photos and fascinating magazine clips.

Patience Lu.

This time they seemed to be photos. The young teacher just couldn't wait to open it. As she entered the house, Noin dumped the other letters onto the table and relaxed herself on the sofa before opening the envelope with a letter knife. She made sure it didn't rip to badly as she sliced the paper and gently placed the metal object onto the coffee table. Wrapped up in paper was a small bundle of photos, just as she suspected and put them next to her, reading the letter aloud first.

"Dear Lu,
I've included some photos of our recent vacation and as you can see Duo has made quite a fool of himself. We visited earth and went back to Germany. Although I wasn't born there, it was interesting to see the ancient buildings and artifacts."

I'm glad you're having a great time Hilde.

She continued reading part of it silently. Hilde was talking about Germany and New York most of the time.
"Relena is planning another reunion sometime this year. She's taking a short break sometime in July, which means it'll be sometime around then. This time I think we're going to L3 and visit Trowa and Catherine and so she and Heero will take the shuttle back to the Colonies then. I think her brother is coming too. You know Relena, she can basically convince 'anyone'." A small smile grew on her face. "There are also photos from last time, two for you and Sally. As for the others, I've sent them all a copy already so they should receive it soon." Noin picked up the pile and pulled out the photos, noticing the group photo on the top. Admiring it for a while before continuing with the letter. "So how's teaching lately? Have you been busy? Wait a second, I forgot you're on a week leave since there are camps, right? Lucky. You've got school holidays during July? Well if you don't then you MUST MUST MUST ask for leave.
"Send me a letter when you have time because right now it's best to enjoy your spare time while you're at it and if you don't then you shall face the consequences. I know you, you're a workaholic… Or can be a workaholic. Well take care, Love from Hilde." Noin laughed softly and flicked through the photos, noticing Duo's quirky movements and poses. "It seems like you two had a great time and I won't miss the reunion, not for a single thing."

AC197, June…

Milliardo double clicked the email icon with his mouse, waiting eagerly for new mail from Relena. In the stuffy office, he left his papers in piles on the ground, they were all finished but he just hadn't had time to put them into piles. Slowly, the screen came up. He searched for the name Relena Dorlain on the column, skipping the junk mail until he reached his sister's name. Why Relena Dorlain? She had decided to carry on her foster father's name, reverting her surname from Peacecraft to Dorlain.
He quickly tapped the mouse twice, continuing to wait for computer to finish its loading. "At last," he murmured, scanning his eyes down at the message. "Dear Milliardo, the reunion will be on the fifth of July, giving us approximately two weeks. I've already booked tickets to L3 for you, Heero and me for the fourth. We'll meet you at the spaceport at three pm sharp because our shuttle leaves at five.
"Haven't you received the photo yet? Hilde's sent them four months ago and everyone's received them already. But once you get it you'll be so surprised." Milliardo chuckled, straightening his face immediately as a novice Preventer knocked on his door gently. "Come in." He turned the monitor slightly to his left, in case she saw what he was doing when he wasn't meant to.
The young brunette walked into the room, her red high heels squishing into the carpet floor. It was so obvious the heel was too long. "Mr Milliardo, there was a letter sent to you from someone called Hilde Shhbiker," she grunted in disgust but continued trying to impress the handsome Preventer. Usually no one called him 'Mr Milliardo'. Almost everyone referred him as Preventer Wind.
"Thank you, you may leave," he snatched the letter out of her hands, not rudely but quickly.
He waited for the woman to head out of the door before he began opening it, hearing her mumble, "Always eager to read letters from other girls but never realising the pretty ones are in front of his eyes." Milliardo rolled his eyes.

When will those people ever learn that they're not suitable to be a Preventer?

Inside the envelope was a photo, stuck with a post-it note over the top. It was just a short note from Hilde explaining about the gathering. Once he peeled it off, he directed his eyes to the young woman he loved and cared for. "Ah, Relena you look so much like Mother." Scanning the photo, he saw the ex-pilots before taking a look at the girls. Beside Relena were two raven-haired look alike, one which he noticed as Duo's girlfriend and the other as… Noin? "Noin?" he muttered, a bit startled. "So I wasn't dreaming? I really saw Noin in the shopping centre in L2!" Pushing back his chair into the wall, Milliardo stood up and whooped, whistling and waving his arms about, his noise carrying through the non-soundproof walls. Luckily, he didn't have glass walls.
A fast, hard knock sounded through into his room as he quickly remembered of his surroundings and walked over to the door, turning the knob slowly.
"Wind, are you alright?" Lady Une implored, looking at him suspiciously.
"I'm sorry Anne, I just got news that Noin is still alive. Please do come in and let me show you the photo," he grinned, ushering the brown-haired woman into the room, leaving a crevice in the doorway as he partially closed the door.
Suddenly, Anne spotted the raven-haired woman and smiled in delight, "Lieutenant Noin's alive. I'm so glad." The two stopped there, mystified. For the following five minutes, they wouldn't even know whether a storm had risen in their office or not.

Noin, I understand your words.

For the following week, Milliardo could not sleep. In a single week he would be able to see Noin, his heroine, the blossom he grew up with. He had already gone out and bought a gift for her, needless to say, he had it beautifully wrapped in red tissue paper with a golden ribbon tied gingerly around it. The head or Preventers had given him two weeks leave. Fourteen days to spend with the ravishing raven-haired woman.

Wait a second, it only gives me ten days… Two for travelling…


Like a toddler who'd just learnt to run, Milliardo Peacecraft was bouncing around in his apartment, too happy to notice that he had received two times the amount of paperwork. Of course he didn't notice, he didn't even finish half of the normal amount.

Slowly stepping outside onto the balcony, she gazed down onto the city below her. It was young, new and a child compared to Earth. Peace surrounded it like the stars floating in the sky. Only a twenty-one year old, her life was still long. But the war happened so fast; will fate be so cruel as to guide her to a silenced life?
No it wasn't silenced, it was complex but by the way she handled it made everything seem simple. The others had released the notch of memories ages ago, but she still felt something missing. Perhaps she was just thinking too much about it. She shook her head gently and let the thoughts fade into the back of her mind.
Redirecting her attention onto Sally, Noin called out for her, "Ready Sally?" As she walked back into the room, she locked the glass doors behind her.
"Yeah!" The dark blonde replied, hauling a suitcase. They gathered their jackets and made their way out of the apartment. Tonight would be the night for them to arrive at L3. "Quatre's meeting us downstairs."
"Great, free transportation," Noin giggled.

Waiting at the shuttle port, Duo paced around impatiently, thinking of something to lure himself out of boredom. Hilde raised her eyebrows and sighed. "Come on Duo, stop pacing around, you're making me fell dizzy."
"I'm so bored and they're still not here." The braided boy whined, stopping next to German girlfriend. "They're so late…"
"They're not late, we're just early. They should be here in a few minutes." She doubted that what she was just said was going to be true. The shuttle from L4 was due to arrive in ten minutes.
"Why the glum looks?"
"Sally! At last!" Duo grinned, walking over to the trio. "Hey Quatre, nice seeing ya Noin." Softly he patted Quatre on the back and led them out of the building towards the car park.
"Slow down Duo, they're tagging along luggage. Why don't you help Sally and Noin? You've the only free-handed 'man' around here," the younger of the three women said. She said it as an order, not as a request.
"Man, why do I always have to do the hard work?"
"It's not hard…"
"I know Hilde. It's not hard, it's just that I'm lazy, right?"
"Well since you know then you shouldn't complain."
Noin looked slightly surprised. But her expression turned into a sly grin. "We've been doing some training haven't we?"
"Sure have."

Taking deep breaths, the platinum blonde man clenched his fists together, trying to stay seated. Quite a few ambassadors were travelling with them in the semi-private shuttle and he wasn't preparing to make a fool out of himself in front of them. Semi-private shuttles had better service and were more spacious. They were never booked to the full though.
Next to him sat his sister then Heero and after, Anne Une. Silently, Relena placed her delicate hand onto her brother, holding it there while he gazed outside into the stars and planets. He had never seen the universe this way before, he'd never truly enjoyed the scene and beauty. This was his first time and at this point he understood why Noin loved space.
"Milliardo?" No reply… "Milliardo?" Relena started shaking her brother's had with a little more energy, but still he didn't turn or utter a single word. "Milliardo?" She glanced at his reflection on the window, he was staring outside, occasionally blinking once or twice.
"What's with your brother?" Heero casually asked, cocking his head sideways a bit.
Relena pulled her hand up to her face and giggled and reached over to Heero's ear, whispering, "I think he's daydreaming again." The perfect soldier lifted the corner of his mouth slightly.
"I heard that," the prince growled softly.

"Trowa," Quatre greeted, walking towards his circus friend. "Long time no see."
The taller boy smiled. "Cathy. They're here." He took a glance at the tent before looking back. "Follow me." Leading them into the huge and colourful tent, Trowa stopped in the dressing room, where the other two ex-pilots squished inside while the women stood outside, waiting for introductions. "Meet my sister Cathy. Cathy, these are my friends…"
"I remember you two pilots at Sally, she helped save us when we were captured," the curly-haired redhead exclaimed.
Noin took a glimpse outside to see who was approaching before calling out the single traveller's name.
"Wufei," Sally grinned at her spouse, nudging him gently as he stood beside her. "Took your time getting here." He had grown slightly taller during the time, he was basically half a head taller than she was the last time they saw each other. The Chinese smiled and stealthily wrapped his arm around Sally's waist.
Catherine took a quick glance at her brother and whispered something in his ear.
"Yeah, they're a couple," Trowa gave a meek smile before receiving a deserving punch from Wufei.
"You've grown into an old softie Wufi," Duo teased. He narrowly missed a deadly punch from the Chinese by sliding forward. Being the most energetic out of all the pilots, Duo stuck his tongue out and quickly dived behind his girlfriend again.
With a menacing glare, Wufei titled his head up and smirked. "Talk about weak. A man having to hide behind a woman just to avoid being hit." The room was filled with joyous laughter.
Suggesting that they'd better make their way to the picnic area, Catherine retrieved her baskets of food, throwing them into the boys' hands without saying so.

"When are the others coming?" Duo whined impatiently, his chin resting on the back of the chair. "I'm starving Hilde, do we 'have' to wait?"
She rolled her eyes and looked down at the 'lump', giving him a sharp look. "Duo of course we 'have' to wait. We've only been here for half an hour and you're complaining already," Hilde snapped. Leaving Duo to sulk, she grabbed a cup and joined the others.
"Hey I checked out the hotel we're staying in," Sally uttered, starting a new topic.
Noin grinned and gave her friend a smart question, "Do you mean you checked in or checked out?" The other two giggled beside them.
"Anyway it has a spa, a heated indoor swimming pool and sauna."
"Sauna?" Hilde gasped. "Great!" Suspiciously, she looked up at Sally and Noin. "We're staying at a four star motel and it has all that?"
"Why not? What were you expecting?"
"Well I didn't really go on vacations when I was a child."
"Neither did we."
"Oh…"
Suddenly, a figure walked up to them and grabbed Hilde by the waist, the young girl sending out a sharp scream. "Oh Hilde, stop that noise."
"Relena?" With her right hand blocking off the sun, the younger raven-haired girl to her right, noticing two braids dangling by the person's head.
"I haven't seen either of you for a long time."
"Didn't have to scare me like that." From out of nowhere, another hand grasped her by the waist, causing another scream to fill the air, 'again'. "Who was that this time!" she jerked herself around, noticing a familiar face right in front of her, their noses nearly touching. "Duo!"
"Gotcha this time, didn't I?" Duo grinned mischievously, pulling himself up straight and casually placing his arm on Hilde's shoulder. Just as the girl shifted slightly, he felt himself crashing to the ground, bumping his forehead on the grassy flooring. "Ow… What was that for?"
By the time Duo had recollected himself, the others were already gathering around, laughing amusingly.
Noin tried to stop laughing because her stomach muscles started aching from the spontaneous actions. Abruptly, she felt two warmish hands covering over her eyes. They were a bit rough and not to mention, big.
"Guess who," a voice said teasingly. It was a man's voice, deep yet tingling with brightness.
"Heero?" Noin muttered, knowing that she hadn't seen Heero around and he would be arriving with Relena.
"Nope."

None of the pilot's voices are THAT low.

From what it seemed, the whole group's attention was focussed on Noin and her surprise friend. "Er… I have… wait, you're Relena's brother, right?" Maybe she outsmarted him this time, she didn't totally lack knowledge. She felt the hands loosen from her face, seeing the multicoloured sky up above her.
"Haven't seen you for a long time," Milliardo turned her body around, looking deeply into her eyes.
"When WAS the last time we saw each other?" Noin muttered confusingly, gazing at the ground, trying to remember.
"Lieutenant Noin," Anne's voice sounded through her ears.
"Huh? Relena, can you give me a quick introduction?"
Shocked, Anne and Milliardo stared at Noin with their eyes wide, their jaws dropping, their bodies slightly limp.

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Muwahahaha, I give thee another cliffhanger! But it's worth it since the final chapter is on it's way. And are you ok Duo? I hope you don't have a bruise on that head of yours. And no I'm not trying to make Hilde seem like a meanie poo, it's just that Duo can be pretty lazy. Ja, ne!