Zechs unlocked his apartment door and walked in. A soft mewing and something rubbing against his leg greeted him home. Noin turned on the lights and walked further into the room.
"I didn't know you had a cat, Zechs." Noin said, taking her turn to be greeted by Zechs' small grey cat.
"Yeah, he was my birthday present last year. His name is Shadow," Zechs told her as he walked through his living room. His answering machine was blinking, and the number one flashed on the screen. Zechs hit the button and a sad, dull, maybe even angry female voice spoke.
"Hey... Look... I was hoping to catch you, but I guess you aren't home. We really need to talk. This problem isn't going to fix itself. Call me."
The sober emotions Zechs was wearing in the car had returned. Noin watched him out of the corner of her eye. He walked into the kitchen and began to cook dinner. Zechs was banging pots and pans around in the kitchen, but there was definatly something lacking in his actions.
"Zechs, sweetie, what's wrong?" Noin asked, joining him in the kitchen. She looked at him. Zechs' eyes looked angry, but his face said he was sad. Noin put her arms around his waist and gave Zechs a hug.
"It's nothing," Zechs said. His voice was also sad.
"Who was that message from?" Noin asked, not wanting to pry into his life, just help him be happy.
"Her? That's my girlfriend. Well, soon to be ex-girlfriend. Her name is Clarice," Zechs reluctantly told Noin. She tried to remember Clarice. They had met at one of Relena's parties. Zechs only introduced Clarice as a friend, but that was awhile ago. Noin took Clarice as being shallow, and not-too-bright, and that was after half a night of "intelligent" converstation.
"Oh, honey, Clarice was never right for you," Noin said softly. Zechs smiled and nodded.
"I guess you're right. I really don't feel like cooking. Do you just want take-out?" Zechs asked, looking down at his friend.
"Fine, but order Chinese," Noin said, letting Zechs out of her loose grasp.
"Why?" Zechs simply asked.
"You look so funny trying to eat with chopsticks," Noin laughed. To her surprise, Zechs laughed too.
"I didn't know you had a cat, Zechs." Noin said, taking her turn to be greeted by Zechs' small grey cat.
"Yeah, he was my birthday present last year. His name is Shadow," Zechs told her as he walked through his living room. His answering machine was blinking, and the number one flashed on the screen. Zechs hit the button and a sad, dull, maybe even angry female voice spoke.
"Hey... Look... I was hoping to catch you, but I guess you aren't home. We really need to talk. This problem isn't going to fix itself. Call me."
The sober emotions Zechs was wearing in the car had returned. Noin watched him out of the corner of her eye. He walked into the kitchen and began to cook dinner. Zechs was banging pots and pans around in the kitchen, but there was definatly something lacking in his actions.
"Zechs, sweetie, what's wrong?" Noin asked, joining him in the kitchen. She looked at him. Zechs' eyes looked angry, but his face said he was sad. Noin put her arms around his waist and gave Zechs a hug.
"It's nothing," Zechs said. His voice was also sad.
"Who was that message from?" Noin asked, not wanting to pry into his life, just help him be happy.
"Her? That's my girlfriend. Well, soon to be ex-girlfriend. Her name is Clarice," Zechs reluctantly told Noin. She tried to remember Clarice. They had met at one of Relena's parties. Zechs only introduced Clarice as a friend, but that was awhile ago. Noin took Clarice as being shallow, and not-too-bright, and that was after half a night of "intelligent" converstation.
"Oh, honey, Clarice was never right for you," Noin said softly. Zechs smiled and nodded.
"I guess you're right. I really don't feel like cooking. Do you just want take-out?" Zechs asked, looking down at his friend.
"Fine, but order Chinese," Noin said, letting Zechs out of her loose grasp.
"Why?" Zechs simply asked.
"You look so funny trying to eat with chopsticks," Noin laughed. To her surprise, Zechs laughed too.
