I realized I needed this disclaimer so I'll just make it short and sweet. I am not the creator of the characters in this story, just the story itself

Lasting Impression:Part 3

Last we checked, our heroine has just built up the nerve to dance with a guy by the name of Zechs Marquis. Just as the night seemed to be at its best, Lucretia and her partner bump into someone that is not unfamiliar to Lucretia.

Une has her hand in the air to hit Noin.

"This is only the first night of the semester and I already have to deal with a Freshman."

With those words Une brought her hand down towards Lucretia's face. All she could do was raise her arms in defense. The sound of the hit came. After a brief instant, Lucretia realized that she had not been hit. That is when she lowered her arms and noticed Zechs standing in front of her. The bright red mark on his face gave way to the fact that he had taken the hit for her.

"I don't believe it. You actually took that hit-" Noin was cut off by Une.

"It seems I have two to deal with."

Une raised her hand again and Zechs didn't move a muscle. Une was about to swing for the second time when her hand was caught in mid air.

"Cease this childish spectcale at once!"

"Mr. Trieze! How do you expect me to set an example for these Freshman?"

"And what example is that? That whenever an Earth Alliance Officer is angered, they resort to violence?

"But....."

"But nothing! I won't allow you to disgrace out senior class by giving in to such petty emotions as anger and arrogance! Now put your hand down. Or shall I be forced to put it down?"

By now rest of the students on the dance floor had come to a stop. A crowd had formed in around the four people. Just as Trieze had ordered, Une slowly but surely put her hand down. After doing so, Trieze shifted his view to the young man.

"I admire your bravery young man. To face a senior in order to stand up for a lady you barely know. Tell me, what are your names?"

"The lady is named Lucretia Noin. My name is Zechs Marquis."

"And why did you inerfere in the matter at hand? It didn't seem to involve you."

"I didn't see any reason for them to be fighting. I hate to see people fight without a good reason. By the way, I didn't get your names."

Noin stepped into the conversation.

"I would like to know the name of the woman who is out to get me."

"You little-"

"Her name is Une. Despite the current situation, she is quite the tactical genius. The second highest ranking senior. Don't underestimate her. And my name is Trieze Kushrenada."

Une cut in.

"The number one senior here. Give him his due respect by calling him Mr-"

"Trieze will be fine." It was then that Trieze looked around the ballroom and noticed that the all the people had focused on them.

"It would seem that we have stolen the show with out little altercation. Shall we get back to dancing. And the end of the night I want you two to wait here, I want to talk to you."

On those words everyone went back to dancing. However Zechs and Lucretia were so surprised they quit dancing and took a seat at one of the tables.

"I don't believe it. One of the top seniors in the class wants to talk to me. I wonder what for?"

"Probably to scold us for disrespecting a senior. Although Trieze seems nice, I don't like that Une girl."

"I could tell. Between the my hatred of mindless violence and the fact that I got slapped, do you mind telling me why Une wanted to fight you?"

"I think I owe you that much. You see when I ran away from you a little while ago..."

While Lucretia let's Zech's in on her story. Trieze and Une are still on the dance floor

"You want what?"

"You heard me. I want to make him my subordinate. He's was brave enough to stand up for a lady he barely knows, which meant standing up to a senior. And he was even calm enough to talk to us without being intmidated, unlike the other Freshman around here."

"But Mr.Trieze, I though I was-"

"No you are not. You are my second in command. There is a difference. While I am sure you would succeed on the battlefield, you are too valuable to me to lose. I need someone I can trust to send into battle while knowing that my best interests are being represented properly."

"Very well. But what do you need the girl for?"

"You and I were in the same position that they are in now. Zechs will need someone at his side that he can trust just I have you. Lucretia will fill this role. I'll bet even now they are talking just like we are."

"I should have known this was the real reason you came tonight. To find a successor. So I suppose you will guide his Academy training even though we will be in the Earth's Sphrere Alliance by next term."

"Precisely."

The rest of the night passed on with no incidents. Zechs and Lucretia met up with Trieze and Une as planned. Lucretia started the dialoge.

"You wanted to talk to us?"

"Yes I did. It seems to me that you two are the brightest of the incoming class. We would like to take you two on as our own. By that we mean we'll help you out a little as you go along. Extra prelvilages, more vaction...the like."

Zechs added in.

"Higher difficulty?"

"Of course. With great power comes great responsibility."

Trieze extends his hand.

"A deal then?"

Zechs accepts his hand.

"Then I suppose we have deal."

Zechs and Trieze look at Lucretia and Une.

Zechs asks, "Aren't we mature enough to let that childish argument go?"

Trieze adds in. "Yes, we are all going to be working together from now on."

The pair looked at each other. Since their partners got into the deal it looked like they didn't have much choice.

Lucretia spoke first. "I suppose we can get along." She extended her hand.

Une reluctantly took her hand. "Very well."

Trieze looks at his two new associates.

"It appears that this is the beginning of a great year."

End

Author's Word: Well there you have it, my first fanfic. Jeers? Cheers? Yes, No, Maybe so? Well whatever you think about it please R/R it. Who knows, if I get enough encouragement I may write some follow-up stories. I just wish I had known about Episode Zero before I wrote this. Now I'm off to ponder what to write next.