Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing, as much as I want to. I'm just borrowing them. I'm not making money.

AN: Hello fellow writers and readers! Here is yet another story..and this time, Relena is a part of it...I know...u see? I do like her! so, it's somewhat clumsy here, as I establish the plot..but will get better, I promise!!! Now, read on and I need some ideas...those areas which are indicated in the story...PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!


~*~*~*~* are flashbacks
'blah blah' are thoughts

Devious Angel
Chapter 1: Newcomer



Relena Peacecraft stepped into her new home. It was a mansion that her father had just bought in Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island. She sighed. Yet again, her father was sending her to observe an area for his business. The famous businessman had business in many major cities, such as New York, Toronto, Vancouver, London, and Ukraine. Now, he wanted to promote his business into smaller areas, such as the maritime islands. Relena was to spend a year in Charlottetown, and here she was. She looked around the front hall. The expensive decorations were obviously done by famous interior designers. Again, she wished her father would let her design her own house, as designing was one of her hobbies. She was good at it, but that didn't change her father's mind. His words rang in her head.



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"I don't want you fooling around with the mansions Relena. Once business is established, many guests with reside there for short periods. I need professionals."

She had protested to no avail. "Father, aren't I professional enough? I can design anything! Don't you believe in me and my work?"

"Of course I do Relena. But, I want to be sure that you don't mess up. Your styles do not necessarily suit a house either. You are better at designing clothes. I've noticed that you cut up and fixed up the new dress I bought you. I thought it was supposed to be up to your knees, but it's much too short now. I had the housekeeper throw them out."

"Father!"

'You know you aren't to wear such things. End of discussion Relena, I'm very busy. You just aren't allowed to design the houses. I will allow you to design your room as long as I see your plans for it first."

"Yes Father…" 'But Father…those were for Anna, not me…not that you would care…'



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She sat down on the couch in the living room. It was a nice place, as usual, but she wished she could spice it up a little. It was much too formal, but that was what her father wanted.

"Miss. Relena?"

Relena looked up to see the man that always traveled with her, Pagan. He was a friendly man, in his fifties, and was almost like a second father to her, as her own was much too busy with his business. Despite her protests though, the man insisted on calling her Miss Relena, not just Relena.

"Yes Pagan?"

"Your father is on the phone for you."

"Thank you." She said with a sigh. Plastering a smile on her face, she walked over to the videophone and switched on the hold button.

"Good afternoon, Father."

"Afternoon Relena. How is Charlottetown?"

"It's beautiful Father. The air here is quite clean. I feel refreshed despite the many hours of travel."

"That's good. And the house?"

"It's beautiful as usual."

"If you want Relena, you can send me your new designs for your room once you have them."

"Really Father?"

"Yes Relena. You are to start school on Monday after this weekend, and I've already spoken to the principal. He is ready to welcome you to Princeton's Academy."

"All right, Father."

"Well, I have to head to another meeting. Relena, you are to call me back once and week all right?"

"I know."

"Have fun then."

With that, the phone call ended. She sighed. May as well take these two days to settle in and take a look at her uniform, as well as the area.



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"Class, you have a new classmate here, Relena Peacecraft." Relena's homeroom teacher, Miss. Turner introduced with a small smile. Relena nodded.

"I'm pleased to meet you, fellow classmates. I hope we can become friends." She said. There were no replies, and Relena silently followed the teacher's direction to a seat near the back of the classroom. She slid into her seat, as the girl next to her looked her up and down.

"You're beautiful." She said bluntly. Relena blushed.

"Thank you."

"My name is Noin. Lucrezia Noin."

"Relena Peacecraft." She nodded, taking the extended hand.

"Welcome to this side of town Relena. Call me Noin." Noin said in a soft voice as she turned her attention back to class. Relena frowned for a moment.

This side of town?



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As the first two weeks past, Relena became friends with Noin to learn that she was part of a small gang. This gang consisted of another classmate, Zechs Merquise, Alex Timbers, and Mueller Simmons. (A.N.: Alex and Mueller, o.k? I didn't know their last names…so…) She spent time with them, as they were her only friends. She didn't know that others never approached her any more than being acquaintances due to the fact she was with this gang.

"We're known around as The Rose. (A.N.: Gang names someone?) The head of the group is Treize Kushrenada, and he doesn't go to this school. He owns the club down the main street. People tell us as a part of this group because we've got chokers." Noin said as she pointed out her choker. It was navy blue and in the center dangled a small pendant of a heart. She pulled out another similar choker.

"In time, if we find you suitable, you too, will become a part of the gang." She said, before slipping the choker into her pocket again. Relena didn't know what to say. Did she want to join the gang? Not THE gang, but any gang at all?

"What's so special about you guys?" She asked. Noin looked at Zechs, her boyfriend, who nodded for her to explain.

"There are two sides to this town. We're in the east side. The neighborhood is supposedly ruled by us, the teenagers that is. As mentioned we're known as Earth's Angels. The town is small here, so everyone knows us. We also have rivals on the other side of this town. They're 5 of them, and are known to do bad things. Their side of town is not as rich, and they all go to a school named Echo Collegiate. We know them as Devils, but on their side of town, they're called G-Angels. They have chokers too, with a cross on them. They also wear leather jackets."

Relena quietly took this into contemplation. She was to be accepted into The Rose, someday. She winced to herself. What a corny name.

To these people, she was a polite student, a rich girl, like much of the others students. But she was also creative. The G-Angels sounded interesting. But would they accept her? She wouldn't know. But she was going to find out.













Saori: I didn't quite know how to establish this plot..but..here it is..somewhat...clumsy..so..bear with me, it will get better, I promise! PLEASE REVIEW AND GIVE ME IDEAS!!!!!