Twenty minutes later Zechs and Noin sat at the kitchen table laughing. Zechs could act like royalty all he wanted any other time, but give him a pair of chopsticks and tell him to eat, all ellegance goes out the window. Shadow contently sat under Zechs' chair, waiting for the noodles and meat his master dropped on the floor. Only one out of five peices of food actually made it to Zechs' mouth.
"One more peice of pork down my shirt, and I'm getting a fork," Zechs laughed. Noin smiled and lifted another clump of rice to her mouth. Many meals shared with Sally and Wufei had taught her to successfully eat with chopsticks. Zechs gave her a challenging glance and lifted some rice to his own lips. At the last moment the phone rang, causing Zechs to drop the rice onto his lap. They laughed again as Zechs reached for the near by phone.
"Hello?" Zechs answered the phone.
"Didn't you get my message?" The female voice on the other end of the line asked.
"I got it. Clarice, I agree that we need to talk." Zechs tried to sound serious, but failing.
"What's going on over there?" Clarice demanded.
"I'm eating dinner. Why do you want to know," Zechs asked. He noticed a smile had grown on Noin's face. Zechs knew her intentions and shook his head, silently begging her to stop. Noin didn't. She slid her chair closer to Zechs'. Noin unbuttoned Zehcs' shirt and slid it off his broad shoulders. A few chunks of pork were balenced on the edge of his pants and against his skin, and some noodles stuck to his chest. Zechs tried to swat her away, but Noin took Zechs' free hand in hers, and her chopsticks in the other. She picked a peice of pork off of Zechs' skin and fed it to him. He tried to resist, but it was useless.
"Are you there?" Clarice yelled.
"Yesh, am ething," Zechs said with his mouth full.
"Are you alone?" Clarice asked suspiciously. She talked rather loud and even Noin could hear her. Zechs reached over and set the phone to speaker.
Once again Noin got the evil look in her violet eyes and surprised Zechs. She leaned over and licked some of the sweet and sour sauce off his chest that had splattered there when he dropped the pork.
Zechs moaned in pleasure, forgetting that Clarice could hear him. He didn't realize the trap he had been lured into until it was too late.
"Give me more of your sweet and sour pork, Zechs! I want more!" Noin called out in an all-too-dirty way.
"You... I can't believe you!" Clarice shouted. Zechs looked confused.
"What? Clarice? What did I do?" Zechs asked. There was no response. Clarice had hung up on Zechs. He glared at Noin and threw a peice of pork at her. She ran for cover behind the couch, still being pelted with meat.
"Oh, Zechs, your sweet and sour pork... You're overwhelming me with it!" she called in the same tone as before. Zechs laughed and ran toward the couch. She tackled him and they both rolled around on the floor for awhile.
"One more peice of pork down my shirt, and I'm getting a fork," Zechs laughed. Noin smiled and lifted another clump of rice to her mouth. Many meals shared with Sally and Wufei had taught her to successfully eat with chopsticks. Zechs gave her a challenging glance and lifted some rice to his own lips. At the last moment the phone rang, causing Zechs to drop the rice onto his lap. They laughed again as Zechs reached for the near by phone.
"Hello?" Zechs answered the phone.
"Didn't you get my message?" The female voice on the other end of the line asked.
"I got it. Clarice, I agree that we need to talk." Zechs tried to sound serious, but failing.
"What's going on over there?" Clarice demanded.
"I'm eating dinner. Why do you want to know," Zechs asked. He noticed a smile had grown on Noin's face. Zechs knew her intentions and shook his head, silently begging her to stop. Noin didn't. She slid her chair closer to Zechs'. Noin unbuttoned Zehcs' shirt and slid it off his broad shoulders. A few chunks of pork were balenced on the edge of his pants and against his skin, and some noodles stuck to his chest. Zechs tried to swat her away, but Noin took Zechs' free hand in hers, and her chopsticks in the other. She picked a peice of pork off of Zechs' skin and fed it to him. He tried to resist, but it was useless.
"Are you there?" Clarice yelled.
"Yesh, am ething," Zechs said with his mouth full.
"Are you alone?" Clarice asked suspiciously. She talked rather loud and even Noin could hear her. Zechs reached over and set the phone to speaker.
Once again Noin got the evil look in her violet eyes and surprised Zechs. She leaned over and licked some of the sweet and sour sauce off his chest that had splattered there when he dropped the pork.
Zechs moaned in pleasure, forgetting that Clarice could hear him. He didn't realize the trap he had been lured into until it was too late.
"Give me more of your sweet and sour pork, Zechs! I want more!" Noin called out in an all-too-dirty way.
"You... I can't believe you!" Clarice shouted. Zechs looked confused.
"What? Clarice? What did I do?" Zechs asked. There was no response. Clarice had hung up on Zechs. He glared at Noin and threw a peice of pork at her. She ran for cover behind the couch, still being pelted with meat.
"Oh, Zechs, your sweet and sour pork... You're overwhelming me with it!" she called in the same tone as before. Zechs laughed and ran toward the couch. She tackled him and they both rolled around on the floor for awhile.
