FYI: Though this is a Gundam Wing/Sailor Moon Fan Fic, none of the sailor scouts will be in this story. I know what you're probably thinking: WTF? But my point in saying this is that ALL the scouts are represented through the main character. She has the looks and beauty of Usagi and Minako, the spunkiness (AN: is that a word?) of Makoto, the temper of Rei, the elegance of Michiru, etc...

FUN FACT TIME!!! Did you know that Quatre means four in French?

Please enjoy...and feel free to leave comments, as they are always appreciated.

The Celestial Being

An Original Work By: Erica A.

Edited By: The Dancing Llamas

Produced By: The Prancing Llamas

Ok I've had my giggle and I'm done! On with the story:

Chapter One: Divine

Her gown held tight to her torso and pooled around her as she sat in the garden, by the pond, with her legs to her side. Her flawless blonde hair cascaded around her face and fell into curls past her shoulders. Just by looking at her, one would think she was a divine Goddess, the most beautiful of all Goddesses in the heavens, who had perhaps come down to bless the Earth. Her servant girl kneeled next to her, umbrella positioned over the princess' head to protect her from the sun's heat. She could hear the quick steps of Mrs. Pierce as she approached, along with slower, heavier steps not far behind.

Mrs. Pierce rounded the corner of bushes and bowed gracefully, like she had done it since she was born, before entering within five feet of her. The gentleman behind Mrs. Pierce didn't bother to show his respect, and stepped into the garden. The princess heaved a small sigh of reluctance, stood with the grace and swiftness of a samurai, and turned to meet her Captain of the Guards, the one guard who was specifically assigned to protect her. Because of the retaliation against her father, Treize Khushrenada, her father thought it best to, in her opinion, ruin her privacy.

Her servant girl stood up with her, and stood on the tips of her toes to shade the princess from the sun. She looked Mrs. Pierce over. She was a stout woman, with a pointy nose, and sagging skin from her old age. Her fading copper-brown hair was pulled into a bun, but strands were escaping from the tie and now framed her face.

Mrs. Pierce nervously fondled her apron before speaking, "My Lady, your Captain of the Guards has arrived."

He analyzed her straight shoulders, perfect posture, and delicate yet strong features on her face. Undoubtedly features of an aristocrat. She was beautiful, beyond compare, but nothing he couldn't handle. Before being given this assignment, he was told a story about this girl. It is said that Treize's honored soldiers are allowed to come to an annual ball called the Winner's Circle at one of Treize's many mansions. They are told that they can have any prize they want, as a reward for their efforts. Naturally, as soon as they see Treize's daughter they ask for her hand in marriage. Treize, being a vain and proud man, always declines. Rumor has it that this girl has never even felt human flesh other than her own. No one is allowed to touch her. It is said that Treize fears any contact with "riffraff" will ruin his daughter's beauty. A soldier once asked to dance with her, became aggressive because of his drunkenness, and Treize had his hands cut off.

She stared back at him with her fiery green eyes into his deep blue ones. His messy brown hair, mostly covered by his soldier's cap, framed his face and sharp features. He was undoubtedly strong and a good soldier. He had to be, in order to gain the position of protecting Treize's one and only beloved daughter.

He spoke, "My name is Heero Yui. It's a pleasure." He performed a small bow.

She took a few steps forward, and the servant girl followed quickly behind, almost stumbling. She gave him another look up and down, then turned imperiously, and went back to her spot by the pond. She caressed a nearby Lily, appreciating it's beauty.

Mrs. Pierce gave Heero a nervous look. He nodded and knew what she meant by it. This princess did not want him there. Who would want a stranger following them all day, crowding their space, anyway? Mrs. Pierce bustled away, holding her apron as she went.

Heero stood to the side of the pond and watched her out of the corner of his eye. Tiara Khushrenada...her name whispered across his mind. She resembled an angel as she sat, playing with the flowers planted for her by the gardeners. There seemed to be something supernatural about her. He was warned that her beauty was a spell all men would succumb to if they stared too long. She lifted her eyes to meet his, in warning of his stare. He cast his eyes to the ground and thought of Relena. Relena? Where did that come from... he wondered.

His eyes scanned the gardens, and the mansion by the sea not too far away. It was a beautiful place. He did not mind staying there for a while.