~*~ Zechs' London Apartment ~*~

~*~ 6:45 PM ~*~

Zechs heard the front door open and shut as he finished getting dressed, pulling on his red shirt. He quickly pulled on his shoes and tucked them under his black pants. As he walked into the main room he saw his sister circling his black leather couch and chair. Relena was glaring at the black carpeting and the red painted walls.

"Brother! You have good taste in furniture, and you managed, some how, to match up a color scheme, but Zechs," Relena cried, "Aren't you going overboard?"

Zechs looked around at his apartment. He pulled a book off the shelf and set it on the black coffee table. He continued into the kitchen, another black and red room, and pulled a turkey out of the oven.

"Relena, if you want to be a bother, you are doing a fantastic job," Zechs said, preparing more food, "If you want to help, you can make some tea."

Relena filled up the teakettle with water as her brother began to set the dishes on the black marble table. The girl realized that the table had been set for three.

"Brother, who is joining us? I thought you said this was a family affair," Relena asked.

"It is," Zechs replied.

"I hardly consider Ms. Noin to be family Zechs," Relena scolded him.

"I know. It's not Lu that's coming."

"Oh, then who is it? Zechs? Zechs!"

She looked over at her brother. He was still setting the table, but smiling. Zechs realized Relena was watching him and he quickly tried to kill the smile with no luck. He walked over to the coffee table and picked up his book, a photo album. The tall man began to leaf through it. Zechs came across a picture, a group of children. The oldest one was ten, with gold-brown hair and forked eyebrows. Next to him were a boy and girl, both six years of age, him with white blonde hair; hers a dark red-brown. Also were two younger girls, one with long blonde hair and another set of forked eyebrows, and the other, not much younger, with honey colored hair. The
photo looked very old.

"Here, Relena. Look at this," Zechs said, showing the picture to his sister.

"Who are they? Is one of them me? " his sister asked impatiently.

"Yes, Relena. It is Treize, Dorothy, you, Trey, and myself," he answered, pointing to people as he named them.

"I was so adorable as a baby! " Relena called out.

"Yeah, I wonder what happened," Zechs said, closing the book.