Pre-note: Yes, this is SUPPOSED to be a Miharu fic.. but the list won't 
let me post with my other address (miharu@niders.com) so I gotta post 
now with this crappy hotmail account. PLEASE do not send any mail for me 
to this hotmail address, it most likely won't be seen. Thanks..  
*grumble grumble*

Sagara Productions Presents:
Yet another Miharu fanfic... 

Red Letter Day - A Gundam Wing fanfiction
Part Two

Note: There are bound to be a few spoilers in this work.. be warned. 
If you haven't seen much of the series, or none at all and you don't 
want things utterly ruined for you, don't continue. All I need is 
more e-mail from you yahoos that don't take the spoiler warnings 
seriously. But continue if you wish.. and please enjoy. Dozo.. ^_^

Inspired by, and dedicated to, one angel who is quite dear to my heart. 

"All I want is what you want
I'm always waiting for a red letter day
Like Christmas morning when you're a kid
Admit you love me and you always did
Baby I'm hoping for that red letter day today "

Red Letter Day - Pet Shop Boys

---

   "Noin. I have arrived." 

   That voice. His voice always did run shivers up and down her spine. 
Being 
a military woman that is required to hide emotion, the familiar feeling 
of 
going gelatinous from the waist down was easily supressed for Noin. The 
head 
swimming, the quickening of one's pulse, the amplification of the 
beating of 
one's heart.. piece of cake.

   One thing that Noin had not given thought to was getting up from a 
sitting 
position too quickly. It was just a good thing that Zechs was right 
there to 
catch her before she hit the highly polished communications deck floor.

---

   The eyes fluttered open to meet a blurry visage of Zechs's metal 
helmet 
mask, with his straight, long, incredibly light blonde hair pouring out 
of the
 back and sides.  "Mil..?"

    "Noin, it's me. Zechs.", he said, cutting Noin off. "Are you 
alright?"

     Noin blinked and shook her vision clear. "Un.. I should be fine in 
a 
moment. I'm sorry for not being able to hold my stature. I must be 
getting 
soft.", she said. 

    "Nothing of the sort, Noin. Perhaps you have just been having 
trouble 
getting adjusted to your new surroundings. It's understandable.", Zechs 
said 
as he helped her up, as he tried not to make it evident that he saw her 
almost indetectable blush.

    "Un. I'm glad you got here safely, Zechs. We were getting a bit 
worried 
about you." 

     Zechs looked about the room. They were completely alone. "We?" Noin 
seemed to suddenly notice as well. 

    "Where did everyone go? They were supposed to come back after lunch. 
I 
didn't even notice that they didn't...", she trailed off as she checked 
the 
security monitors that scanned about the ship. "Oh no..."

---

    "I hope she doesn't catch on soon."
    "Oh man.. this is so fun!"
    "Shut up, you... you'll give us away!"
    "I don't think this is such a good idea.. I mean, Lt. Noin is really 
scary when she's angry.."
    "Yeah, but she's such a babe..."
    "I can't believe that she's in love with that.."
    "..'Bottle-Blond' Merquise.."
    "... Yeah, but what are ya gonna do? None of us could ever stand up 
to 
Zechs Merquise."
    ".. You've seen how he handles that demon, Tallgeese.."
    " Yeah.. but it's so unfair.. They're not together, but they are."
    "It's not like she would even bring up the subject of dating to 
him.."
    "Well, that's why we're here... to give our beloved Lt. Noin the 
opportunity and the courage to stake her claim on her man.. Oi, Masuda, 
was 
that your 'anti-anxiety' pills that 'soothed' her?"
    "Damn straight.. if this was for anything else, I would have asked 
for 
half your wallet in return."
    "I don't know, can you split half of next to nothing? Ah ha ha ha 
hah!"
    "Oh here we go! He's hovering over her, and Lt. Noin's opened her 
eyes. 
Kiss her! Come on!"
    "Yeah! Kiss her, longhair!" "Kiss her, Zechs!" "I can't bear to 
look." 
    "Come on, mask boy!"
    "Dammit.. they're just talking. How fun is that?"
    "If she was my chick, I would have proposed to her by now."
    "YOU GUYS!!!!!!!!"
    "Oh crap! She's spotted us! What now?"
    "YOU GUYS HAD BETTER GET BACK HERE NOW!!!!"
    "That answers your question."
    "I knew this was a bad idea...."
    "Does that mean I lost the bet?"
    "I think I'll collect on that next to nothing now.."

---

   The three sheepishly walked back into the control deck to face a 
non-plussed if not shocked Zechs, and a very interesting jumble of 
emotions 
called Noin. 

   "WHAAS THE BIG IDEA, GUYS??!!", Noin slurred out quite loudly. 

   "I'm not gonna tell her."
   "It wasn't my idea."
   "I think I'll get the lieutenant some coffee... black. Definitely 
black."

[ end part two ]
 
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Author's notes:

Alright, yay to my attempt at adding some comic relief. I don't know 
exactly 
where this story is heading (I'm sure you're just as clueless to this as 
I 
am. It's okay. We'll do this together or something strange like that.) 
I'll 
just follow my nose, as one popular cereal entity would say. 
I'm doing this in tiny installments.. mostly because I have the 
attention span 
of a gnat with ADD on crack. So, I do hope to churn out some more of 
this in 
the future.. maybe one a week or something like that.. but readers of 
the 
Misato Chronicles know that I'm not one to be trusted with release 
dates. ^^;
I actually followed up to part one, so maybe I'll be serious (feh.) with 
this 
series.. stranger things have happened.
Welcome to the new look of the former "Katsuragi Misato" fanfics. 
Hopefully my 
works are a little polished up now, more refined, and definitely more 
inspired. 
I just hope that I can get back into the swing of things and start 
putting out 
some real series. One can hope.  ^_^

Comments, confessions of love, challenges to a duel? Send them here: 
miharu@niders.com
My old website, with my old works is here: http://www.csnsys.com/yuna/
On the other hand, when they all get re-written, and when I do new 
works, they 
will be here (aka Sagara Productions): http://niders.com/sagara/

And for you people on the FFML that STILL haven't gotten in touch with 
me lately, 
you definitely know who you are *cough* *cough* (PM Productions).. and I 
know 
where you live.. and I'm really good with a spork, so you had better 
watch it.. 
bwahahaha or something.. ^^;

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