A/n: two chappies typed in one day. Wow, I think my fingers are going to fall off. Oh, well, the things current boredom and an imminent time crunch can make a person do. Yes, I know I'm evil for the ending of said previous chappie. : ) Anywho, on with the chappie!!!!!!!! Sorry it took so long to post, by the by. My brother broke our comp.

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The next morning, Noin awoke with a strong pair of arms wrapped around her waist and a contented smile curving her lips. With her back to Zechs front, she remembered oh so clearly the previous evening. (*authoress pops into story to acknowledge that she's freely taunting you*) However, her craving for caffeine pushed her away from the cozy environment in which she found herself with a laugh. She slipped out of bed, found her robe and headed off for the kitchen. Over the past few days she had realized tat she wasn't much of a coffee person, but instead chose to get her morning jolt from tea. Apparently, most of the blame for this habit came from a named Quatre, an eccentric aristocrat and pilot she had met during the wars. Now 20 years old, he lived with his husband, Trowa.

The teapot whistled, interrupting Noins train of thought. As Noin got up to get it, a light hand of her shoulder stopped her. Zechs moved past her and removed the teapot form the burner before turning around and leisurely scanning his eyes over her body. His long platinum hair fell over his back in a silken mantel, his bare chest was lightly tanned, and his unsnapped jeans rode low on his lean hips. He stalked over to where Noin was perched and pulled her off her stool.

"Good morning love."

His spoken greeting was echoed by the touch of his lips to hers. With a soft moan that was eagerly swallowed by Zechs mouth, Noin wrapped her arms around his waist and fit her body to his. Zechs slid his hands from Noins shoulders, one going around her back to pull her closer yet, the other going to the knot on her belt. Muttering curses at the double knot, he parted the robe and gently palmed Noins breast. His lips replaced his hand, causing Noin to groan. Even as he continues his gentle administrations, he gathered Noin into his arms and carried her into their bedroom.

Laying her gently on the bed, Zechs knelt next to her and parted the robe all the way. His fiery blue eyes traveled the length of her body, followed by his hands, then his lips. When Noin tried to reach for him, he grabbed her hands and pulled them over her head, shackling them there with one hand.

"It's my turn this time."

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The next week passed in an idol existence, lazing on the beach, picnics on a nearby cliff, and foosball games by the dozen.

"Ha ha, I beat you again!" Noin chanted her "I won, you lost" mantra at Zechs.

"Honestly, love, just because I lose every game doesn't mean you get to rub it in my face."

"You're just pathetic!"

"10 to 4 is not pathetic. It's……….oh, alright, it's pathetic. At his rate I'll never win my promised victory prize."

"Maybe I'll let you steal a kiss later anyway. Maybe."

As Zechs laughed at Noins antics, he walked over to the couch. He spread his long, graceful frame along the cushions and beckoned for his lover to join him. With a crocked smile, she sent a him long, considering look. At the puppy dog eyes Zechs sent her, Noin laughed and began to walk over to the couch.

Midway across the room she paused, a puzzled look coming across her face. She felt dizzy and began to watch the edges of her vision black out. Everything seemed surreal. She braced herself on a nearby chair against the dizziness that assaulted her from every direction. The blackness was threatening to overrun everything and she didn't notice Zechs kneeling next to her, a worried expression on his face. The next thing she knew, she was "waking up" on the floor, braced on her hands and knees, her whole body ridged.

"Noin, Luc, are you alright? Please, Love, answer me!"

"Zechs,….I remember."

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A/n: I know, evil cliffhangers. And this one's not even the most evil yet. Just wait chappie 9. Muhwahahahahaa. Ahem. *looks around innocently* I didn't do that. That wasn't me. I swear! Anywho, the little "fainting" fit Noin has is actually a description of what happens to me when I stand up to quickly and have head rushes. It's an extremely creepy feeling, and I don't feel I described it adequately. Oh, well, I tried. Oh, and, Noins wedding ring is based off of my class ring. It's a very pretty design.

Onward to the thankies I owe all you kind reviewers.

Chibi Noin: see, I posted!!!!!!!! No kill me! More is coming eventually, I promise.

V.m.m.: I'm glad to see someone taking my threats seriously. Emailing me to review was an ingenuous idea, I must confess.

Highwaywoman: This one was for you! Two cliff hangers in one! But see, there an evilly genius plan to the cliff bangers…… they make peeps review! *authoress cackles, then looks around innocently* what, it wasn't me! I swear! It was…um…uh…Aurore! *the French exchange student glares at the Authoress then goes back to her novel*  

Dami: I am pleased to see that Morgana, one of my evil plot bunnies, brings you joy! Give her a good home or else! *Authoress pets Morganas long, floppy ears absent mindedly as she continues to write* and goggogogogogogogogogod, I posted. : )

Oh, and a post script here, but any 1x2 fans may want to check out a friend of mines fics. Her name is Sakirin. I recommend the fic Day in the Woods. Zechs clothes are stolen by an irate authoress. Thehehehe. And for now, I must leave you, but not without two of the most sacred words ever uttered. Wild Turkey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!