Disclaimer: I don't own anything besides Calliope Wilson and Tempest Hurricane. The other girls own themselves and their gundams.

A/N-Alright listen, this here is what I like to call a "Chapter 1" I sucks at prologues anyway . . . This story . . . basically . . . There's not much Gundam action because It's MY world, and the stupid war thing is over, and everyone's still really good friends. But the Gundams are still used a bit for small missions. Me and my buddies, my girls, well, we're gundam pilots too, so nyah! And by a stroke of luck, we end up living with the G-boys. So, if you go into a jealous RAGE at the very mention of your favorite bishie with someone else, now we be a good time to turn around…Or you could do What I do, and use the little pairings thing so every time you see that name, you can picture your own. (wowzers!) So this is NON-yaoi. And it's AU, OBVIOUSLY. Don't be writing me telling me how wrong it is from the series . . .I don't care. The couples go 01/TA, 02/KV, 03/JB, 04/CW, 05/RH. So, yeah, enjoy!

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Callie Wilson sighed as she tossed the newspaper onto the table. "Anything new?"
Raven shook her head. "No new missions, if that's what you mean, but we've decided we're going to move!" she exclaimed.
Callie's eyes popped open. "What?!"
Takara flipped open the laptop, brought up an e-mail and said, "We got orders that we, as in US personally, have to find a new home. We've been here too long and certain members of our household have made it quite obvious we live here."
The three looked over to Jessica and Katie who were fighting over the newspaper. Raven cleared her throat and two looked up.
"What?" they asked at the same time.
Callie, Takara, and Raven started laughing.
Callie grabbed the newspaper and started looking at it. "If we have to move we better get started looking." She scanned the want ads for a few moments. "Aha!" she exclaimed, pointing to a small ad.
Katie leaned over her shoulder. "What luck! These people have 6 rooms for rent. It must be a mansion. Hmm . . . what else do we need to know? 'Females interested in becoming boarders must not be averse to living with five males.' Whoever wrote this seems like they're trying to keep idiots from living with them."
Callie nodded and seemingly going into a daze, said, "I know. I wonder how old these 5 males are . . . and if they're cute."
The other four looked at her strangely, not for even saying something like that, but because she seemed to read their minds.
Jessica shook her head. "How much is the rent?" she asked.
"Fifty, apiece," Katie replied, looking down at the paper.
Callie stood up. "I'll call them. What's the name? Qwaaa-traaay? Qwatray Winner? All right." She started walking over to the phone.

MEANWHILE

"I still don't think it was a good idea, just putting out our phone number like that," Heero said, glancing over the newspaper.
Quatre sighed. "I thought it was a good idea. It will give us more of a normal appearance."
"How? By having 11 people living in a mansion? By having people walking around possibly discovering our secrets?" Heero shook his head. This wasn't a very good idea.
Duo walked in. "Are the babes here yet?" he asked.
"Duo, the ad just ran for the first time today, and we don't know if they're going to be girls or not," Quatre said, with a hint of duh-ness.
From behind the newpaper you could hear Heero mutter, "Baka." Suddenly the phone rang.
"I'll get it," Quatre stated, and walked to the living room phone. He picked it up.
"Hello?"
A voice from the other end replied, "Yes, May I speak to. . . uh. . . Qwatray Winner?"
He chuckled at the mispronunciation of his name. "It's pronounced Caht-truh"
"Oh. . . "
"And this is he. Can I help you, Miss- uh, Miss- ?"
She laughed. "I'm sorry, Quatre, My name's Calliope Wilson, but you can just call me Callie. No Miss or anything, just Callie. Um, I'd like to rent out five rooms, if possible."
Quatre's jaw nearly fell off his face. "Five? Five of the rooms?" He blinked, shook his head and grabbed a pen and notepad near the phone. "Can I have the names of the individuals who will staying?" There was silence for a few seconds.
"Uh, Yes, sorry about that, one of my roommates was talking to me. Well, there's me, Calliope "Callie" Wilson, and my roommates Katarina "Katie" Velasquez, Raven Hayward, Jessica Bailey, and Takara Arashi. We don't know how long we're staying . . . but can we pay 6 months advance?"
There had been a click from somewhere, and it was obvious another receiver had been picked up somewhere.
"Duo," Quatre started. "Get off the line."
Duo groaned and said, "But I just wanted to see if it was a girl, and if she sounded cute."
Quatre put a sterner tone into his voice. "Off the line . . . "
"Damnit, you're no fun," Duo said, hanging up.
Quatre laughed. "Well, that's Duo Maxwell, someone you'll be living with, if you even want to anymore."
Callie laughed as well. "Of course we do! As a matter of fact, I think I have a friend like him. One of the ones that's moving in."
"Oh no, two Duos in one house? That's not good." Quatre smiled when he heard her laugh. He was enjoying this, having a girl to talk to and joke and laugh with. He couldn't wait for them to move in.
"I'm more worried about two Katies. Um, anyways about the 6 month advance payment . . .?"
Quatre was silent for a second. "The what? Oh, oh yes, um, you do realize that's around $1,500, right?"
"Of course!"
"Well, then I don't see any problems. You can move in whenever you're ready. The rooms are all already furnished with a bed, couch, desk, computer, complete with internet, an entertainment center, a walk-in closet, and anything you can imagine, so all you really need is clothes and personal items. And with your advance payment, if you don't like it here and leave early, we'll give you back everything that hasn't been needed."
"I'm sure that won't be necessary. We'll be there tomorrow afternoon to move in around 3:00," She said.
"We await with bated breath," Quatre replied.
They said goodbye and hung up. "Calliope," he thought to himself. "Callie. What a pretty name." He shook his head and walked into the kitchen, where Wufei and Trowa had joined Heero and Duo.
"Well, we have five new boarders! And yes, Duo, they're girls," he said, looking at the braided pilot.
Wufei muttered something inaudible, and it's probably better left that way.
"But," Quatre started, "our house is messy. The girls are coming at 3:00 tomorrow, and by then I expect this house to be spotless . . ."

AT THE GIRLS' HOUSE

"We await with bated breath," Callie repeated and smiled. Quatre was defiantly a sophisticated person. She turned around and walked to the kitchen to her roommates.
"We have a new place to live!" she exclaimed.
"When do we move in?" Takara asked.
"Yeah," added Katie, "in a couple of weeks?"
Callie shook her head. "Tomorrow!" The girl sounded genuinely excited.
"Tomorrow?" Jessica asked, her jaw nearly dropping.
Callie nodded. "Around 3:00 PM."
"Pardon me for saying so, Callie, but how can we move an entire house's worth of furniture in a day?" Jessica inquired, with more confusion.
Raven pushed down on the counter with her arms, lifted herself up to sit upon it, and said, "Well, think about it, they don't need any living room or kitchen furniture, they've probably already been living there for a while. And you know, some places already have bedrooms furnished."
Callie nodded again and added, "Yeah, Quatre said the rooms were furnished, we just needed to bring clothes and 'personal items' as Quatre called them."
Katie looked around the living room and gave Callie a questioning look. "What about all our furniture?"
Takara looked over at the furniture as well. "Can't Orlando and his crew take care of everything, Callie?"
Orlando was Callie's brother. He was 6 years older then her and they had become really close after the collapse of their father's financial empire. When Callie was 11 and Orlando was 17, a stigma from their uncle and his family caused their father's business to collapse. She was a proper girl, and knew all the proper etiquette, but this business failure had caused her to sink into a depression. Orlando saved her from it by being the best big brother he could be. He was the reason Callie had become a Gundam Pilot. He had been working where they were developing Storm Chaser, which would eventually become Tempest Hurricane. When they mentioned they were looking for female pilots as well, Orlando mentioned Callie's interest in flying, and before she knew it, she was trained, and she was a Gundam Pilot. Callie shook her head, waking up from the flashback in her mind.
"Yeah, I'll call him later," she replied. "But let's get packing now, so we can tie up any loose ends with plenty of time to spare." The other four girls looked at each other before shrugging and walking off to their respective rooms.

AT THE WINNER MANSION

The boys were working hard, cleaning up the house to be spotless for the girls. Quatre held out an apron. "Wufei, just put it on!"
Wufei looked at it disapprovingly. "It's pink."
Quatre sighed with exasperation. "It's not a fashion statement, Wufei, it's to keep your clothes from getting dirty."
Wufei looked at him still. "It's PINK."
"Would you prefer blue?" Quatre asked obviously ticked. He ripped off his own blue apron and threw it at Wufei, and walked off, putting on the pink apron. He muttered, "You'd think I asked him to put on a tutu and dance Swan Lake."
Wufei put on the blue apron and went along cleaning up the kitchen. Quatre could hear him say, "Why are we doing this, anyways? This is women's work." Quatre rolled his eyes before walking out into the living room when Duo was vacuuming.
"Hey Quatre," he asked. "Why can't we just get your servants or maids to do this?"
Quatre stopped, turned to him, and smiled, "Because Duo, I think having 11 people in the house will be stressful on them enough without having the clean the entire house from top to bottom."
Duo nodded and Quatre walked up the stairs, where Heero was cleaning the windows, and polishing all the wood furniture in the hallway. Quatre nodded approvingly at the job Heero had done with the tall windows before walking down the hallway.
He turned his head to look inside the giant bathroom, where Trowa was cleaning and scrubbing every crack. There were two other bathrooms exactly like it on the second story.
Quatre walked into the blue room, as they called it. Each of the 6 rooms was decorated differently, in different colors. He was in the Blue room, with its sky blue walls and dark blue beddings. He liked it best of all of them. He thought about the other rooms. The red, the green, the maroon, the yellow and Duo's personal favorite, the black.
He looked out the window for a moment when the phone suddenly rang. He picked it up. "Hello?"
A female voice replied, "Hello! I'm interested in a room!"
Quatre blinked. "Um, yes, the name?"
"Heather Tsouki."
"All right," Quatre started, "when can we expect you to move in?"
"A week."
"Thank you, any questions?"
"No."
"Okay, Thank you again, I have to finish cleaning for the 5 girls who are showing up tomorrow. Goodbye." With that he hung up.
Heather raised an eyebrow after the click. "5 girls? Could it be. . .?" she wondered aloud, before putting the phone down. "We shall see."

AT THE GIRLS' HOUSE

"He sounds really cool, Callie, but you know, you've only talked to him once on the phone. Get to know him before you go start liking him," Raven said.
Callie had told Raven about Quatre. "I know, Raven. I'm not stupid."
"Okay, Okay, no need to get defensive."
Raven and Callie were in the room they shared, packing all of their clothes and personal items into all the suitcases they could. Callie was up to 5, while Raven was working on 6.
In another room, Katie and Takara were packing as well, discussing what the new house was going to be like, especially with 5 guys at least.
"We each get out own room!" Katie exclaimed, then added, "Like Jessica."
Takara put another shirt in the suitcase. "Why does she have her own room, Katie?"
Katie shrugged then giggled, "Maybe she snores!"
This brought both of them into fits of giggles.
Jessica sat in her room, carefully organizing all her clothes and things.
They brought their suitcases downstairs after carefully picking out clothes for the next day. Callie called her brother and set everything up. He would take them an their suitcases to the house, and go with them to make sure everything checked out. Then his crew would come and take all the furniture to storage.
Callie walked out onto the balcony to watch the sunset. "Who knows what the future will hold for us now. I'm about to begin my new life."

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Well, there's the first chapter! I hope you enjoyed it…and YES, I'm going somewhere…It may not seem like it, but I am. Anyways, Stay tuned for the next chapter of Sticks and Stones. Oh, about the title. Why is it called Sticks and Stones? To tell you the truth, I don't know. I was listening to my New Found Glory CD, and It just felt so completely wrong, it was right. Anyways! R&R, please!