Disclaimer: I own nothing of Gundam 00.

A/N: This fanfic is sort of lighthearted and is more about the lives of the characters rather than the action with the Gundams; though there will be serious/fighting moments. Also this fanfic contains spoilers from season one, season two, and maybe even accidentally from the movie. Be warned.

All the Little Details

Chapter One: Werewolves

"Every generation needs a new revolution" –Thomas Jefferson

Maddox sat across from his older brother, Kyran, at a round table; he picked nervously at the fried potatoes on his tray, dragging them across a large mound of ketchup. Chewing silently on his food, Kyran observed his brother merely arching an eyebrow in mute curiosity.

"This is bad," Maddox moaned, his childish tone increasing in pitch. His chocolate-brown orbs widened in dread. Still Kyran remained wordless, simply gazing impassively at Maddox. The young boy clutched at his dark hair and finally exclaimed, "Something's wrong with Christina!"

This caught Kyran's attention. "What do you mean?" he grumbled deeply in a thunderous tenor.

"Haven't you noticed?" squeaked Maddon. "She's…"

"Christina is what?"

Maddox gaped up at Kyran, feeling large tears well up in his eyes at the thought of something awful happening to his older sister. "She's been really mean to me! Something is wrong, I just know it!"

Swallowing, Kyran inquired, "How has she been mean?" He knew his younger sister of three years was somewhat of a drama queen and had an easily ignitable temper, but Maddox seemed genuinely terrified.

"She won't stop yelling at me!" Maddox wiped an eye with the back of his hand, jutting out a lower lip. "And I really had to go and she hogged up the bathroom forever."

Considering what Maddox had just said, Kyran stated, "It's mostly likely that time of the month." He shrugged and reached out for a glass of water, placing it to his lips. Maddox let out a shrill scream startling Kyran, who jerked spilling his drink all over his lap. A muscle above his eye twitched.

Pushing himself out from his seat, Maddox hopped down now fully engulfed by hysteria. "That time of the month!" Quickly he turned on the balls of his feet and darted from the room yelling at the top of his lungs. "Dad! Dad! It's that time of the month! Christina's a werewolf!"

Kyran couldn't help but feel that Maddox had completely missed his point.

-ooo-

"Good job sweetie!" Mileina declared beaming affectionately at her daughter. "I think we can call it a night." The pair stood before Gundam Dynames, black smears tainting their pallid flesh. In a recent test run the machine had been damaged by an oncoming asteroid, the piloting meister had failed to notice its presence too caught up in his mirth. Lyra nodded setting a grease smeared tool aside; silently she began to pick up the other instruments that lie on the floor surrounding her and put them back in their proper storage containers.

"Mother, where can I store this?" inquired Lyra, violet eyes narrowed in frustrated confusion.

"Right here," her mother responded with a giggle, patting the top of a bin. "Would you mind telling Neil that Dynames is all fixed dear? I know Lyle was pretty upset with him that it was damaged."

Pausing in her work Lyra mentally groaned but nodded, not wanting to refuse her mother. "Yes, once I'm finished cleaning up I will go inform him."

"Excellent!" Mileina kissed the top of her daughter's cranium. "Sleep tight baby, I'll see you in the morning."

"Goodnight," Lyra said flashing her mother a small smile. As soon as her mother's back had faded from view and she was completely alone in the vicinity, the adolescent let out a long, irritated growl and slammed a drawer shut, the contents within rattling with the brute force.

Dusting a few particles off of her ebony jacket, she made her way out with a storm cloud brewing above her head. After a long day of fixing up his Gundam, which had been injured due to his stupidity, now she had to actually talk with him face to face. Her footsteps echoed off of the white walls within the corridor, the sound betraying her presence. As she neared the door that led to his room, Lyra slowed her pace preferring to delay the meeting as much as possible. But it was a futile attempt as the door suddenly swung open revealing a bright-faced young man, whose arms were wide open as though expecting an embrace.

"Yo, Lyra!" he called, green eyes glittering with delight. "What's up?"

Folding her arms across her chest she retorted, "Dynames has been fixed, thanks to my mother and I. Next time try not to show your idiocy on the field."

The grin plastered on his mouth twitched but endured, though his expression had faintly softened into apologetic humiliation. He scratched at the back of his brunette head. "Yeah, sorry about that, I got a little excited."

She merely rolled her eyes in annoyance. Neil bit his lip but continued his merry charade. "Dad was pretty pissed but you and your mother really are mechanical geniuses, so there was never anything to worry about."

"You stupid moron!" she spat icily. "So it doesn't matter to you that we wasted our entire day on your Gundam?"

Neil's mouth formed into an O. "That's not what I meant!"

Lyra's hands clenched into tight fists but a child's cries cut off her next statement. She arched an eyebrow in shock as Maddox came running down the hall, calling out for his dad.

Neil held up a large hand. "Hey buddy…" But his greeting went unanswered as Maddox was too caught up in his state of panic and continued to sprint, turning the corner with great haste. Neil and Lyra faced one another with equally astonished visages.

"Do you…?"

"No," she said sharply turning to leave, having recovered from the abrupt appearance of Maddox.

"Hey wait!" Neil called out to her retreating form; Lyra paused listening with her back to him. "Don't you wanna talk or something? I have strawberry milk!"

Lyra peered over her shoulder and gazed at him quizzically before giving a shake of her head and continuing on, leaving a disappointed Neil behind.

-ooo-

"DAD!" screeched Maddox, gagging as his throat began to grow sore with his strenuous screams. Large droplets of moisture streamed down his ruddy cheeks and his breathing came in shaky gasps. His legs would not slow until the familiar stony-faced man, known as his father, popped into his view.

"Maddox?" Setsuna questioned stepping toward his son, staring curiously at his back. Maddox wheeled around on his toes, startled when his father appeared behind him, but was greatly relieved and flung his body at the older man. Setsuna was at a loss for words.

"Dad it's terrible!" he sobbed into his father's white tunic, unable to hold back.

"What is it?" Running a hand through Maddox's thick, black locks Setsuna patiently waited for his son to answer.

"Christina…"

Growing rigid at the mention of his only daughter, Setsuna demanded, "What about your sister?"

"It's…it's…" stammered Maddox having difficulty completing his sentence. Setsuna inhaled sharply but remained silent, mentally encouraging his son to continue. It took a few minutes for Maddox to calm himself but eventually he spoke up once more. "It's that time of the month!"

Setsuna felt his eyes widen as shock crept across his face, a rare happening. His mouth opened but for a split second only air came out.

"Dad! Do you know what that means?"

"Yes, Maddox I do. Do you know what it means?" he asked genuinely curious as to whether or not his son understood what it meant.

"Ye..ye..yes. But what are we gonna do? There's no stopping it. It's just gonna come!"

"Well…" muttered Setsuna feeling a bit flustered at the topic. "There are…implements used to take care of such things."

"What kind of implements?" Maddox sniffed, severely mispronouncing the words in his despair.

"Who told you this?" interrupted his father in a hasty attempt to change the subject. His eyes narrowed in vague anticipation.

"Kyran," whimpered Maddox. "Dad, what about Christina?"

"Maddox," Setsuna sighed placing a hand on his son's shoulder. "Do not worry. This is a natural occurrence for all women." In the back of his mind he made a note to have a discussion with Fedlt, his wife, about having a more thorough discussion of the human anatomy with their youngest child.

"What?" Maddox looked up at his father in bewilderment.

"It is normal for women to experience these monthly…" Setsuna couldn't think of the proper word.

"So…" Maddox began slowly. "Mom's a werewolf too?"

-ooo-

Jayne Katagiri twisted a lock of straight, chestnut-brown hair about her finger; a devilish smirk spreading across her mouth which increased in size the more Izaak spoke. Noticing this, Izaak gulped and pulled uncomfortably at his collar. "Jayne…why are you looking at me like that?"

"Because Mr. Aeon," she stated darkly licking her lips, "your situation amuses me, but don't worry, you made the right choice in coming to me for aid."

Something in the back of his mind told Izaak that this wasn't necessarily true. "So then what should I do?"

Jayne twisted in her seat pondering his question; the two were alone in a secluded room near the back of the Ptolemy. "Well tell her of course!" she chirped stabbing a finger in the air.

"No, no, no, no!" Izaak spluttered waving his hands in front of him in a frantic matter, spittle flying from his tongue. "I could never do that! She'll flip me down harder than a pancake!"

Jayne arched an eyebrow. "A pancake, really?"

Izaak rubbed his stomach, pouting lightly. "What? I'm hungry."

"Well how about I tell her for you then?" At this exclamation Jayne shot out of her seat, laughing and started to prance toward the door, arm stretched out about to grasp the knob. Tears soared out from the corners of Izaak's grey eyes in an unrelenting steam.

"You can't do that!"

"And why not? Because she'll pin you as the coward you truly are?"

"Yes!" wailed Izaak leaning forward in his seat, his love pressing heavily upon his heart. Jayne examined her friend and sighed, shrugging her shoulders and returning to her seat.

"Well you've got to do something…"

"Like what?"

"I have an idea."

A/N: So just to clarify relations these are the characters we have so far:

Setsuna and Fedlt's children; Kyran, Christina, and Maddox.

Then there is Lyle Dylandy's son, Neil.

Mileina's daughter is Lyra (her father will be revealed in the next chapter)

Billy Katagiri and Miss Sumeragi have a daughter named Jayne.

And lastly Lasse Aeon has a son named Izaak with an OC named Valeda.

There will be a few more characters that will come into the picture but that's who we have for the moment. :)