I've never done a Zechs & Noin fic before, but my sweetie Kevin really thought this song was fitting, so Kev, this is for you. It takes place when Zechs and Noin were at the Victoria Academy, maybe age 16 or so, a couple of years before the series. We all know that she's hopelessly in love with him, and this is mostly from her POV before they really get to know each other.
Disclaimer: I don't own any GW characters or the song "He Doesn't See Me."
When Lucrezia walked into the lighted ballroom, the dancing had already begun. She hadn't meant to be late, but the zipper on her ball gown had gotten stuck and it had taken forever to fix it. Several of her fellow students were already whirling to a lively waltz as she made her way through the tables, shifting her shoulders uncomfortably in her dress. Noin didn't really care for parties or fancy clothes; she preferred the casual fatigues that they wore everyday for training. All the same, though, she was here and she would do her best to enjoy herself. Standing at the edge of the dance floor she took in the dozens of happy people smiling and swaying to the music. There was one person in particular that she was looking for. She had followed him around the school, just longing to be near him. She had no idea if he had ever noticed her outside of the classroom. He was a talented pilot, but so was she, and certainly he knew who she was. But we he ever see her as anything other than the person right behind him in class ranking?
The thing that drew her to him was the air of mystery that surrounded him. And there was no question that he was handsome, with the long blond hair that flowed down his back. Even behind the mask he wore, there was something unmistakably regal about Zechs Marquise. Lucrezia's searching eyes found him finally. He was dancing with a tall, slender dark-haired girl in the class a year ahead of them. Zechs and his partner drew nearer and nearer to her, and Noin couldn't take her eyes off of them. They danced past her, Zechs never glancing up. Lucrezia's eyes continued to follow him silently.
When he passes me by, he's a ray of light
Like the first drop of sun from the sky.
And I know he's a king, who deserves a queen.
But I'm not a queen.
And he doesn't see me.
She watched him release the girl he'd been dancing with, only to be quickly approached by yet another beauty. As Noin watched Zechs lead this new girl onto the floor, she wondered if she would ever have the courage to say more than a few words to him. She always felt so clumsy and awkward around him. Zechs moved fluidly and deftly in time to the music. 'Just to be near him,' Noin thought, 'is all I would ever ask for.'
When he dances, he moves me to a smile
and I see everything near him shine.
There's a grace in his way that I can't contain
I haven't that grace
Oh I haven't that grace.
The second waltz ended and Zechs bowed to the girl before walking away. He made his way to a group of friends near the refreshment tables, moving nearer and nearer to where Noin stood. She heard his silky voice utter a few words to his companions as he stopped not five feet away from her, letting his friends move on ahead of him. He seemed to be regarding the golden light of the hall, the ribbons and decorations, all the musicians and suits. Noin watched him out of the corner of her eye. He was beautiful. No other word could come to mind. She held her breath, looking down at the dress she was wearing. The silk was already wrinkled from her tugging on it, and she hadn't been able to do anything with her hair. Standing next to him, she had never felt so unattractive. Yet he was so close. This was the perfect opportunity to say something to him, but she was frozen. She wanted to run from the room.
And the closer he gets I can't help but hide
So ashamed of my body and voice
There are boundaries we pass in spite of the war
But our own we can't seem to cross.
He was still there, she noted. He'd been standing there for quite some time, and Lucrezia felt that it was now or never. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves, smoothed her wrinkled dress and began to walk towards him.
There are things we can change
If we just choose to fight.
But the walls of injustice are high.
She was just about to say "Hello," when a blur of purple rushed in front of her. She watched silently as a beautiful red headed girl asked Zechs to dance not two steps away from her. He accepted politely and escorted her to the floor as Noin looked on; again he had been so close to her, and again she had missed her chance.
When he passes me by he's a ray of light
Like the first drop of sun from the sky.
And I know he's a king who deserves a queen.
Someone other than me.
So different from me.
Noin felt a tear work its way down her cheek. She glanced one last time at his graceful, dancing figure, and left the room. 'Why would he want someone like me when he has his choice of the prettiest girls in the school?' she thought.
He doesn't see me...
When the music stopped, Zechs bowed to the red haired girl and walked back across the floor. He'd been standing near Lucrezia Noin for the longest time trying to find the nerve to ask her to dance with him. She was different from the other women he knew. He admired her competence and piloting skills, but there was something else. He respected her, he realized, and there were precious few people in this world that earned his respect. She was genuine and not vain, though she was very attractive. He knew she admired him, but unbeknownst to her, he admired her as well. Zechs scanned the room for Noin and sadly realized that she was nowhere to be found. Hoping that she would return he headed back to the party. He had seen her - he had...
The End
I know it's just a bit sad - Please Review and let me know if you liked it!
Love, Stella.
AN: This song is another one off of Sarah Brightman's La Luna album. It was written by Goldman & Romannelli, and translated by Read, Ingebrigsten, Marazzi & Adams. Just wanted to give credit where credit was due!
Disclaimer: I don't own any GW characters or the song "He Doesn't See Me."
When Lucrezia walked into the lighted ballroom, the dancing had already begun. She hadn't meant to be late, but the zipper on her ball gown had gotten stuck and it had taken forever to fix it. Several of her fellow students were already whirling to a lively waltz as she made her way through the tables, shifting her shoulders uncomfortably in her dress. Noin didn't really care for parties or fancy clothes; she preferred the casual fatigues that they wore everyday for training. All the same, though, she was here and she would do her best to enjoy herself. Standing at the edge of the dance floor she took in the dozens of happy people smiling and swaying to the music. There was one person in particular that she was looking for. She had followed him around the school, just longing to be near him. She had no idea if he had ever noticed her outside of the classroom. He was a talented pilot, but so was she, and certainly he knew who she was. But we he ever see her as anything other than the person right behind him in class ranking?
The thing that drew her to him was the air of mystery that surrounded him. And there was no question that he was handsome, with the long blond hair that flowed down his back. Even behind the mask he wore, there was something unmistakably regal about Zechs Marquise. Lucrezia's searching eyes found him finally. He was dancing with a tall, slender dark-haired girl in the class a year ahead of them. Zechs and his partner drew nearer and nearer to her, and Noin couldn't take her eyes off of them. They danced past her, Zechs never glancing up. Lucrezia's eyes continued to follow him silently.
When he passes me by, he's a ray of light
Like the first drop of sun from the sky.
And I know he's a king, who deserves a queen.
But I'm not a queen.
And he doesn't see me.
She watched him release the girl he'd been dancing with, only to be quickly approached by yet another beauty. As Noin watched Zechs lead this new girl onto the floor, she wondered if she would ever have the courage to say more than a few words to him. She always felt so clumsy and awkward around him. Zechs moved fluidly and deftly in time to the music. 'Just to be near him,' Noin thought, 'is all I would ever ask for.'
When he dances, he moves me to a smile
and I see everything near him shine.
There's a grace in his way that I can't contain
I haven't that grace
Oh I haven't that grace.
The second waltz ended and Zechs bowed to the girl before walking away. He made his way to a group of friends near the refreshment tables, moving nearer and nearer to where Noin stood. She heard his silky voice utter a few words to his companions as he stopped not five feet away from her, letting his friends move on ahead of him. He seemed to be regarding the golden light of the hall, the ribbons and decorations, all the musicians and suits. Noin watched him out of the corner of her eye. He was beautiful. No other word could come to mind. She held her breath, looking down at the dress she was wearing. The silk was already wrinkled from her tugging on it, and she hadn't been able to do anything with her hair. Standing next to him, she had never felt so unattractive. Yet he was so close. This was the perfect opportunity to say something to him, but she was frozen. She wanted to run from the room.
And the closer he gets I can't help but hide
So ashamed of my body and voice
There are boundaries we pass in spite of the war
But our own we can't seem to cross.
He was still there, she noted. He'd been standing there for quite some time, and Lucrezia felt that it was now or never. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves, smoothed her wrinkled dress and began to walk towards him.
There are things we can change
If we just choose to fight.
But the walls of injustice are high.
She was just about to say "Hello," when a blur of purple rushed in front of her. She watched silently as a beautiful red headed girl asked Zechs to dance not two steps away from her. He accepted politely and escorted her to the floor as Noin looked on; again he had been so close to her, and again she had missed her chance.
When he passes me by he's a ray of light
Like the first drop of sun from the sky.
And I know he's a king who deserves a queen.
Someone other than me.
So different from me.
Noin felt a tear work its way down her cheek. She glanced one last time at his graceful, dancing figure, and left the room. 'Why would he want someone like me when he has his choice of the prettiest girls in the school?' she thought.
He doesn't see me...
When the music stopped, Zechs bowed to the red haired girl and walked back across the floor. He'd been standing near Lucrezia Noin for the longest time trying to find the nerve to ask her to dance with him. She was different from the other women he knew. He admired her competence and piloting skills, but there was something else. He respected her, he realized, and there were precious few people in this world that earned his respect. She was genuine and not vain, though she was very attractive. He knew she admired him, but unbeknownst to her, he admired her as well. Zechs scanned the room for Noin and sadly realized that she was nowhere to be found. Hoping that she would return he headed back to the party. He had seen her - he had...
The End
I know it's just a bit sad - Please Review and let me know if you liked it!
Love, Stella.
AN: This song is another one off of Sarah Brightman's La Luna album. It was written by Goldman & Romannelli, and translated by Read, Ingebrigsten, Marazzi & Adams. Just wanted to give credit where credit was due!
