A/N: Sorry Avelon, I know you didn't want me to do Zechs. Don't worry, it's not good enough to make you cry. I didn't even think I could find a reason for Zechs to ever want to commit suicide; I mean, it's Zechs! So I had to stretch, but hopefully it at least fits his and Noin's character this way.
Noin smiled at the sight of the sun playing with the long, lacy curtains of the cabin bedroom she was sharing with Zechs. It cast frothy shadows across the floor, and gave her glimpses of the cliffs that over looked the ocean.
Still smiling she turned over to run her hands through her love's beautiful blonde hair. Her face turned quickly into a frown when she discovered he wasn't there. She sighed and sat up. The night before had been too perfect, she hoped this didn't mean he was becoming irritable again.
It was hard to be mad at him, considering what he'd gone through. It was just so unfair, she told herself for the thousandth time. Forcing the gundam pilots and Zechs to sign documents stating they'd never fly again to assure the safety of the colonies. It was just so unfair!
Quatre almost had had a heart attack after hearing the knews, knowing it was largely his breakdown in Epyon when he almost destroyed a colony that had brought upon the public's want for such an agreement.
Zechs had seemed hit worst however, when he found out he'd never be able to fly in space or even in most planet-side aircraft. He'd had shouting fits of rage, stormy silences, threatened to steal a gundam, and generally not taken the news well. She had never known how much flying meant to him until his gift had been taken away.
Yet last night a peace had come over him, something she'd worried he'd never reach again. It had been so perfect, he better not have ruined it by following through with his threat to steal an aircraft.
When she pushed on the bed to get off she heard a crackle of paper and looked around the bed curiously until she found a note addressed to her.
Noin-
I apologize for leaving. I loved you and hate to leave you. But I can't live a life where I've left space. They've taken away my ability to fly, and I'm not a ground dweller. Without my wings, I plummet to earth, broken and meaningless. Earth feels too strange; the gravity, the weight of it all. The weight crushes me, I'm afraid. Sometimes my heart still flies, Noin, when I'm with you. I would not have lasted so long on earth if not for that. Please have my body burned to ashes, and scattered across space, so they at least can dwell in the beauty of space forever. Tell Heero Yuy he gained my respect, tell my sister she has changed the world for the better, and thank you for teaching my heart to fly.
Zechs
Noin's head was spinning by the time she finished. She looked out her window to the cliff's dropoff to the ocean, and understood immediately how he'd killed himself. She wiped uselessly at the tears that were falling now. "Oh God." For a moment it seemed as if the world had crashed around her, that the earth's weight would crush her as well.
Then she sat up. Years of military training took over and she straightened her posture and strained to stop crying. Afterall, a fellow soldier's last requests had to be carried out. His last words would be told to Releena and Heero, and his body would have to be found to be cremated.
"Then I'll take the time to mourn." Noin promised herself. "Besides," She added, feeling herself tear up again, "At least this way he got to fly one last time."