The Martians
The Martians Return To Earth
"Noin! You're back, from Mars that is..." Une stops and looks carefully at Noin, her black eye and hunched shoulders. "You've been in a fight." She stated.
"Yes, I won. I won, didn't I? Zechs, bastard bastard, still didn't want to come back. I - Yes well, I've had enough. Mars has sucked enough life out of us, I won't let it destroy him altogether." Noin slumps onto a chair. "I won't let him die alone and still hating himself."
"You brought him back to Earth to save him, then."
"It was the only thing I could do. I was going mad seeing him slowly wither into the shell of something that resembles the old Zechs."
"What happened, Noin?" Une sat down beside her, as Noin started laughing, bitterly, yet after a few seconds it turned into geniune amusement.
"I'll tell you later. Maybe." Noin sighs. "Does dinner sound good? I haven't had anything but slush for too long." Noin smiles, "You still cook? What with your salary and job, I would - "
"Mariemaia needs a home cooked meal, every once in a while at least. But I'm certainly no June Cleaver."
"You still look good in pearls, Une. Mariemaia, hmm, she'll be nearly a teenager now. I'll see you at seven then? Zechs will come, he's needs contact and you two can battle it out like old times..."
"I'd like that.