Readjustment
Hilde sat at her kitchen table, drumming her fingers on the surface. The doorbell rang and the petite German girl nearly leapt out of her chair.
"Calm down, Hilda! What's got you so jumpy?" Hilde's sister, Rosalin Sphbiker, said as she walked out of the spare bedroom the small apartment.
"Sorry, Ros," Hilde said.
Rosalin opened the front door, letting in Hilde's two brothers, Trant and Richt. Of the four Sphbiker children, Hilde was the youngest. Trant and Rosalin were twins and two years older than Hilde. That made Richt, twenty-one years old, the eldest Sphbiker.
Rosalin, Trant, and Richt joined Hilde at the table. Richt put his arm around his uneasy sister, and gave her an encouragin smile.
"What's go you so 'bunny hopping', Hilde?" Richt asked. 'Bunny hopping' was teh Sphbiker term for restlessness, and Hilde was definately 'bunny hopping'.
"Well, Ri," Hilde told him, "I'm expecting a phone call."
"Normally I just camp out by the TV when some one's gonna call," Trant put in.
"That's becasue you are lazy, and have no life," Rosalin scolded her twin. Rosalin was not famous, but was one of the most well know names in the L2 colony. She was a major politican in the Colonial Delegation, the group of senators that decided on the laws and legislature of the colonies.
"So, who is this person?" Richt asked. Richt Sphbiker was also fairly well known in the L2 colony, but his name brought fear to the criminals and low lives of the area. He was the chief of police on the colony, and the fiercest, meanest head of the force that the colony had ever known.
"He's... He's a guy," Hilde stammered, "A guy that I... That I love."
"But normally when Duo calls, you aren't so jumpy," Trant said. Unlike Hilde the former soldier, or Richt the police officer, or Rosalin the politician, Trant had no life ambitions or goals, and barely had a job. Trant Sphbiker made his living by appraising old comics, toys, and trading cards.
"Trant, Ros, Ri," Hilde took a deep breath," I guess I should tell you. Duo and I split up.
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"Get off the phone, Relena," Zechs shouted, "You've been on the phone with Heero all day!"
"Use the other line," Relena shouted back, "I am in the middle of a very important call!"
"Relena! There is no other line!" Zechs yelled.
"Anyway, Heero," Relena said loudly into the phone, "Which ribbon should I wear in my hair when I go to bed tonight?"
Zechs sighed and sat in one of the office chairs, waiting for his sister to get off the phone. After five minutes, Zechs was wiping the scuff marks and smudges off his boots. One hour had passed, and Zechs was busying himself by counting the floor tiles.
It was now seven thirty at night. Relena finally hung up the phone. Zechs was sleeping in the soft leather chair. Relena smirked as she tipped over the chair that her brother was sleeping in. Then she laughed at the sight of Zechs Merquise sprawled across the floor.
"What?" Zechs groaned.
"The phone's free," Relena said sweetly as she skipped out of the room.
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The phone suddenly rang, surprising Hilde. Rosalin, who was closest, picked up the phone.
"Hello?" Said a low, masculine voice.
"Oh," Rosalin cooed at the sound of the man's voice. She obviously liked it, "Can I help you?"
"I'm looking for Miss Hilde Sphbiker," The voice said.
"Oh," Rosalin put one hand over the reciever and called her sister, "Hey Hilda! There's an incredibly sexy sounding man on the phone for you!"
Hilde took the phone from her sister and smiled. The phone call she had been waiting for all week had finally come in. Last week end, at Heero's birthday party, Hilde had discussed the idea of dating like a "normal couple" with Zechs. He said that he'd think about it, and call her with a response when he had one.
"Hello? This is Hilde Sphbiker," Hilde said, a little nervous.
"Good evening, Hilde. It's Zechs," he said. He sounded even more nervous than she was.
"I know. Have you thought about it yet?" Hilde's nervous feeling gave way to eagerness.
"What is today?" Zechs asked.
"Thursday," Hilde responded, confused.
"Thank you. I've had four days to consider this. Hilde, would you... Would you be my... Girlfriend?" Zechs sounded very nervous now. Hilde's heart began to beat faster. She knew her answer, but she couldn't speak. It was the sound of Zechs' shallow uneven breathing that brought Hilde back to reality.
"Zechs," Hilde managed to say, "Yes."
Her response was no louder than a whisper, but he heard it. And he enjoyed hearing it. Both were silent for long moments of time, neither knew what to say next. Zechs broke the silence first.
"I'm not much of a phone person. I'm sorry," Zechs apologized.
"It's alright, Zechs," Hilde said.
"How about this, I take you out to dinner and we get to know each other better then." Zechs suggested.
"Oh, Zechs! That sounds wonderful!" Hilde said happily.
"Alright. I'll call you before I leave to pick you up. I've got to go now," Zechs told her.
"Okay. I love you, Zechs," Hilde said.
"I love you too, Hilde." Zechs said back.
"Good bye, Zechs," Hilde sighed.
"Good night, my angel," Zechs said softly.
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Zechs let out a deep sigh as he entered his bed room. Despite his nap earlier this afternoon, he was still tired. And even though he was tired, Zechs knew he couldn't sleep yet.
The prince lit a few of the candles in his room, knelt down, and said his evening prayers. After all that, Zechs walked out on to his balcony and leaned against the waist high stone wall.
"Father..." Zechs said outloud, "You always used to say that a man should go to bed with a full stomach, not a full mind. I've tried follow all of your teaching, even the ones that seem trival."
Zechs looked to his right and saw the lights in his sister's room go out. He let out another deep sigh and continued his converstaition.
"You know, Father, Hilde will be my first real girlfriend. She will give me my first real kiss. She is my first real love. I must admit, Father, I am a little overwhelmed. I know, I'm twenty-one years old and I've to be properly kissed by a woman," Zechs blushed. Even though he was alone physically, spirtually he was in the presence of his father, King Peacecraft.
"I guess, Father, this is just one of those things I must solve on my own," Zechs said. He bowed his head and walked back inside.
The End
Hilde sat at her kitchen table, drumming her fingers on the surface. The doorbell rang and the petite German girl nearly leapt out of her chair.
"Calm down, Hilda! What's got you so jumpy?" Hilde's sister, Rosalin Sphbiker, said as she walked out of the spare bedroom the small apartment.
"Sorry, Ros," Hilde said.
Rosalin opened the front door, letting in Hilde's two brothers, Trant and Richt. Of the four Sphbiker children, Hilde was the youngest. Trant and Rosalin were twins and two years older than Hilde. That made Richt, twenty-one years old, the eldest Sphbiker.
Rosalin, Trant, and Richt joined Hilde at the table. Richt put his arm around his uneasy sister, and gave her an encouragin smile.
"What's go you so 'bunny hopping', Hilde?" Richt asked. 'Bunny hopping' was teh Sphbiker term for restlessness, and Hilde was definately 'bunny hopping'.
"Well, Ri," Hilde told him, "I'm expecting a phone call."
"Normally I just camp out by the TV when some one's gonna call," Trant put in.
"That's becasue you are lazy, and have no life," Rosalin scolded her twin. Rosalin was not famous, but was one of the most well know names in the L2 colony. She was a major politican in the Colonial Delegation, the group of senators that decided on the laws and legislature of the colonies.
"So, who is this person?" Richt asked. Richt Sphbiker was also fairly well known in the L2 colony, but his name brought fear to the criminals and low lives of the area. He was the chief of police on the colony, and the fiercest, meanest head of the force that the colony had ever known.
"He's... He's a guy," Hilde stammered, "A guy that I... That I love."
"But normally when Duo calls, you aren't so jumpy," Trant said. Unlike Hilde the former soldier, or Richt the police officer, or Rosalin the politician, Trant had no life ambitions or goals, and barely had a job. Trant Sphbiker made his living by appraising old comics, toys, and trading cards.
"Trant, Ros, Ri," Hilde took a deep breath," I guess I should tell you. Duo and I split up.
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"Get off the phone, Relena," Zechs shouted, "You've been on the phone with Heero all day!"
"Use the other line," Relena shouted back, "I am in the middle of a very important call!"
"Relena! There is no other line!" Zechs yelled.
"Anyway, Heero," Relena said loudly into the phone, "Which ribbon should I wear in my hair when I go to bed tonight?"
Zechs sighed and sat in one of the office chairs, waiting for his sister to get off the phone. After five minutes, Zechs was wiping the scuff marks and smudges off his boots. One hour had passed, and Zechs was busying himself by counting the floor tiles.
It was now seven thirty at night. Relena finally hung up the phone. Zechs was sleeping in the soft leather chair. Relena smirked as she tipped over the chair that her brother was sleeping in. Then she laughed at the sight of Zechs Merquise sprawled across the floor.
"What?" Zechs groaned.
"The phone's free," Relena said sweetly as she skipped out of the room.
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The phone suddenly rang, surprising Hilde. Rosalin, who was closest, picked up the phone.
"Hello?" Said a low, masculine voice.
"Oh," Rosalin cooed at the sound of the man's voice. She obviously liked it, "Can I help you?"
"I'm looking for Miss Hilde Sphbiker," The voice said.
"Oh," Rosalin put one hand over the reciever and called her sister, "Hey Hilda! There's an incredibly sexy sounding man on the phone for you!"
Hilde took the phone from her sister and smiled. The phone call she had been waiting for all week had finally come in. Last week end, at Heero's birthday party, Hilde had discussed the idea of dating like a "normal couple" with Zechs. He said that he'd think about it, and call her with a response when he had one.
"Hello? This is Hilde Sphbiker," Hilde said, a little nervous.
"Good evening, Hilde. It's Zechs," he said. He sounded even more nervous than she was.
"I know. Have you thought about it yet?" Hilde's nervous feeling gave way to eagerness.
"What is today?" Zechs asked.
"Thursday," Hilde responded, confused.
"Thank you. I've had four days to consider this. Hilde, would you... Would you be my... Girlfriend?" Zechs sounded very nervous now. Hilde's heart began to beat faster. She knew her answer, but she couldn't speak. It was the sound of Zechs' shallow uneven breathing that brought Hilde back to reality.
"Zechs," Hilde managed to say, "Yes."
Her response was no louder than a whisper, but he heard it. And he enjoyed hearing it. Both were silent for long moments of time, neither knew what to say next. Zechs broke the silence first.
"I'm not much of a phone person. I'm sorry," Zechs apologized.
"It's alright, Zechs," Hilde said.
"How about this, I take you out to dinner and we get to know each other better then." Zechs suggested.
"Oh, Zechs! That sounds wonderful!" Hilde said happily.
"Alright. I'll call you before I leave to pick you up. I've got to go now," Zechs told her.
"Okay. I love you, Zechs," Hilde said.
"I love you too, Hilde." Zechs said back.
"Good bye, Zechs," Hilde sighed.
"Good night, my angel," Zechs said softly.
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Zechs let out a deep sigh as he entered his bed room. Despite his nap earlier this afternoon, he was still tired. And even though he was tired, Zechs knew he couldn't sleep yet.
The prince lit a few of the candles in his room, knelt down, and said his evening prayers. After all that, Zechs walked out on to his balcony and leaned against the waist high stone wall.
"Father..." Zechs said outloud, "You always used to say that a man should go to bed with a full stomach, not a full mind. I've tried follow all of your teaching, even the ones that seem trival."
Zechs looked to his right and saw the lights in his sister's room go out. He let out another deep sigh and continued his converstaition.
"You know, Father, Hilde will be my first real girlfriend. She will give me my first real kiss. She is my first real love. I must admit, Father, I am a little overwhelmed. I know, I'm twenty-one years old and I've to be properly kissed by a woman," Zechs blushed. Even though he was alone physically, spirtually he was in the presence of his father, King Peacecraft.
"I guess, Father, this is just one of those things I must solve on my own," Zechs said. He bowed his head and walked back inside.
The End