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Lady Une and Treize sent out their invitations, not giving away much, and not inviting too many people. Only a month has passed since they found their way to each other, but no one knows of Treize’s survival; and both he and Lady think it is for the best. Besides, it would ruin the surprise. “Zechs, come check this out,” Noin called from the kitchen. “Lady Une is having a formal get together, and she would like us to be the maid of honor and you the best man.” “What type of party is that? She’s getting married, yeah, I think she’s finally lost what sanity she had left.” Lucrezia smacked her husband with the invitation, and he took it from her, and began reading: To my beloved friends: I have decided to have a small reunion with a few friends, and you two are the first on my list. I have a few rather odd requests to make. Noin, I would like you to be my maid of honor and Zechs, you will be the best man. Don’t ask questions just humor me! The reunion will commence this Saturday . . . “Hmm.” Zechs inquired thoughtfully. “I wonder what her motives are . . .?” “She has a surprise waiting, that’s all! I think it’ll be great, we haven’t seen her in a month or two, it’s about time we visit our old friend. Besides, it’ll be fun being on the other side of a wedding. You know, not at the alter stuttering your lovely little head off.” Noin added playfully. “I can’t help it that I was in front of the most beautiful woman on Earth (and space, for that matter) and I was at a loss for words.” He retorted. Noin laughed, “The minister was feeding you the words, all you had to do was repeat them.” And the happy couple went about their argument, reminiscing about their wedding and wondering what Lady Une had up her sleeve. “Let’s see,” Mariemaie said as she studied the guest list, “The invitations have been sent to Catherine Bloom, Dorothy Catalonia, Duo Maxwell, Heero Yuy. Hilde Schbeiker, Lucrezia Noin Merquise, Quatre Rah...Rah...” “Raberba” Treize enunciated for his daughter. “Oh yeah, I remember him. Quatre Raberba Winner, Relena Peacecraft/Darlian, she’s going by Darlian now, right?” “Yes, Marie.” Lady said. “Does that mean she doesn’t like her brother, Zechs?” “No, it means that she recognizes her adoptive parents, the ones who raised her when she was too little to remember her own parents.” Lady replied, trying to prompt the girl to finish the list. “Besides, Zechs has two names, too, and he loves Relena very much. It doesn’t effect their sibling relationship. It’s just a name, Mariemaie.” “But still...” her parents looked at her impatiently. “Oh, nevermind. Let’s see . . .Sally Po, Trowa Barton, Wufei Chang, and Zechs Merquise slash Milliardo Peacecraft. You know, Dad, even though you insist on calling him Milliardo, Mom says he prefers Zechs, something about the war.” “Ah,” said Treize, “Old habits die hard.” Meanwhile, on the Colonies, the Gundam pilots and their female friends received similar invitations. These invitations read thus: My beloveds, We have gone through so much together, and I would like to repay all of you with a reunion. I ask that you all bring dates, for the evening is quite formal and has many surprises awaiting each of you . . . “Well,” Quatre said to Dorothy, “Since we are both expected to be there with dates, would you mind being mine?” Dorothy began giggling uncontrollably before replying with a yes. Elsewhere, the other four Gundam pilots were having similar discussions with certain ladies that were invited to Lady Une’s gathering . . . *** “Heero, Relena; how are you?” Quatre said to the couple; Dorothy amiably clinging to his arm. “Hi Trowa and Cathy.” Dorothy said. Joining the group were Duo and Hilde. “Hey ya guys, what’s up! Long time no see!” The three pairs talked about their new lives until Duo finally asked, “Where’s Wufei?” Noone had a clue. “I bet Sally is trying to drag him out as we speak.” Relena ventured. “More power to her. I doubt he’ll show.” Heero mumbled. “I got twenty bucks says he’ll show.” Duo offered to Heero. “You’re on.” “Where’s the hostess to this bash anyway?” Duo asked. “Duh, it’s a wedding.” Hilde said. “I still don’t believe that you are standing in front of me right now.” Zechs said. “Well, believe it old friend. Now, will you hand me that other cufflink?” Zechs handed it to him. “you wouldn’t happen to have any Brandy around here or anything?” “In the cupboard on you left. Glasses are in the next one on the right.” Zechs took a bottle of Goldschlager and reached for a glass. Looking at the glass for a moment, he puts it back down and drinks straight from the bottle. Treize sighed loudly. “Milliardo, please try not to become too obliterated before Lady and I exchange vows.” “Lady, what do you mean by calling us all together? Are you really going through with this?” Lucrezia laughed. “Yes, Noin, I have finally found Him!” Lady Une exclaimed. She was admiring her dress from her mirror, it was quite an extravagant white dress, unlike any Lucrezia had ever seen before. It seems she has finally moved on. Lucrezia thought with affection and compassion. “You look so beautiful, Lady.” “Thank you. And thank you for doing this with me.” Lady said to her dear friend as she stepped towards the door. “Always, Lady, always. I just wish you’d tell me who ‘He’ is!!!” “I will, in time; be patient.” “Well, do I know him?” “You most certainly do.” |