A/N: I Don't Own Gundam Wing.

Icon has been changed as mentioned in the past sorry for the confusion for anyone! I also want to let past readers know I have revised all the chapters to this story. I felt like it really needed it. Thanks so much for visiting!


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Hilde tapped her porcelain egg against the pew in front of her, an Osterei aus Porzellan.

The hand painted gold lacing on top and pastel bouquet with its whispery leaves had retained their hues despite her constant stroking fingers. One of the few things she inherited from her father, a testament to his origin and hers.

Not many people liked to think about their past, especially here in the castaway district of the city. But Hilde couldn't help it, and she didn't mind it much either. Memories weren't something you could run away from.

'Better to know than forget,' she looked up at the mounted cross in front of her. Christ looking at her with unreadable eyes.

The church creaked and ground from the wind but the silence quickly snuggled back to Hilde, it was a Monday after all. Not even little old women sprung up on this day and that's the way she liked it. She no longer relished the presence of numerous people.

Besides befriending anyone would only be trouble for her and a possible death sentence for the other.

She stood and pulled her beanie over her ears. Swiping the egg back in her jacket in exchange for a cigarette and a lighter. Her lips held the cigarette in place as she attempted to light the damn thing but to no avail. She sighed and put the lighter away.

"Now you know better than to do that in a church now don't ya Miss Hilde?"

Her eye twitched and she looked up to see the pastor's son standing above the little steps leading to the alter. A jubilant smile plastered on his face.

She contemplated that his ever present grin must have been seared on before he was born. Yet he was tolerable, at an arms distance.

"It's obviously not lit," she stepped out of the pews, regarding him with disinterest.

"Just trying to keep you healthy sweetheart," he chuckled.

She snorted, "If that's your plan than why don't you try to charm other people into this church Maxwell?" Hilde started leaning towards the exit.

"Now babe we both know those folks outside don't come to the Lord the easy way. What makes you think I can do anything about that?"

Hilde smirked, "Well for one you're still here."

He shrugged, "Nothing wrong with helping my old man out."

"Whatever you say," she strolled to the entrance pulling out her silver encrusted lighter again.

"No smoking!" he called after her.

"Shut up," she tossed back.


A/N: So I decided I needed to practice more and making one-shots has helped a lot. My goal is to write a page and then say as much as I can within that page. Practice makes perfect after all! And for those who don't know tomorrow is Relena's Birthday! April 7th which will officially make Gundam Wing 20 years old!

Which leads me to my second announcement, fellow fanfic writer Lady-Rinoa14 and I have started a writers challenge titled Endless Reflection in honor of Gundam Wing's 20th birthday! Our theme has already been decided and can be found by visiting our tumblr and twitter accounts which I will add both to my profile page.

The 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place winners will receive art commissions covered by me from artist I have worked with on Deviantart.

If anyone is interested or needs more details please PM me or Lady-Rinoa14.

Thanks everyone and have a great day!