(I don't own gundam wing or its characters and they belong to their rightful owners)

For centuries, the samurai have served their masters unquestionably.

They have lived by their code of honor truthfully, and faithfully.

Not only that, they died living by them.

And continue to do so...

...even when their kind are no longer needed...

A young woman no more than seventeen years of age wearing a purple-red dress with a long skirt that extended to her ankles stood on the deck of a wooden ship which her captain called "S.S. Deathsythe." She had blues eyes whose color was as amazing as the ocean it self. Her honey blonde hair hung to the bottom of her back. It was unbraided and untied, a way which she liked. And her face was perhaps the most breathtaking feature about her. It was as beautiful as the doves of peace. She had been staring at the sky sometime now. Her time of privacy however was interrupted. As usual.

"Hey Relena! How long are going to stare at the sky like that?" asked a young man in black shirt and trousers and was around the same age she was. He had a long three foot braid and a cheerful face with large eyes full of energetic purple. As he asked, her seemingly ever serious face was on.

"Mr. Maxwell" she said plainly. "It is rude to address me in such a way. It is inappropriate. You are too address me as Ms. Darlian. I hope my words are clear enough" she continued. This wasn't the first time that this boy had called her "Relena". Ever since she had boarded this ship a few months ago, he had been calling her that. Though she did not show it, it was annoying her. But only to a small degree.

"C'mon, we've been mates for a while now right? There's no need for formalities. I think that makes us mates huh?" he said smiling. Mates? The boy thought that they were mates? How could he think such an inappropriate thing? Having a mate outside of marriage was a forbidden thing, at least to her beliefs. How was the boy even raised? He needed to be reformed indeed she thought.

"Mr. Maxwell, I was not brought up like you. Please address me as I wish" she said with the same tone she had just used. With that, she left the deck and head toward her room. "I wish to be alone now. Please let me be" she said to him as she walked.

Duo Maxwell sighed as he saw her left. Though it didn't annoy him, he would prefer that she just called him Duo rather than "Mr. Maxwell", even if he did have to call Relena what she always asked him to do. He also couldn't help but be fascinated by her looks. He had never seen a more beautiful girl. Ever since he agreed to take her to Japan for her so-called "missionary" thing not once had she even seemed human to him. He offered her to enjoy fishing, the fun way of turning sea water into fresh water, and building things out of simple parts, whatever you could find. She refused all of those activities. He didn't know why, but she just did like it was in her nature. Well, he did have to admit that he wasn't a wonderful womanizer or anything, but he hoped that she and he could talk to each other at least. Even with all those fun activities (which themselves got boring after endless, continuous doing) it was boring at sea. With another sigh, he turned to the sea as Relena did and across the ocean was a sight for sore eyes! He had to go get Relena so that she may see it too.

Relena laid down on her bed just staring like she did earlier before being interrupted, but this time she stared at nothing. At the same time, she reflected on the things that made her come on this journey.

Thank God! The civil war had ended! News spread like the wind here. Outside the Bostonian mansion, the people cheered unlimitedly. Relena, who was only a young girl at the time was also very happy. She was happy that the war ended. It meant that daddy was going to come home soon. Last time he was here, he had told her and her mother that when he came home he would quit the army to come and live with them forever and ever. Once more, and always once more she would be in his arms again. Her mother too was excited as she was.

Rushing over to her happily, she asked: "Relena! The war is over now. Do you know what that means?" she said while smiling. "Yes! Daddy's going to come home and stay with us forever and ever!" Relena replied as happily. The mother embraced her young daughter lovingly and Relena returned it with just as much power. "Relena, when your father gets here I want you to be on your best behavior" she continued while smiling.

There was suddenly energetic knocking on the door and Relena got up from her bed. She had been thinking just now. Duo was always looking for some excuse to do something. Perhaps out of boredom she supposed. "Mr. Maxwell, I asked not to be disturbed" she said as he continued to knock. "Yeah, I know, but you've gotta see this!" he insisted. Sighing, Relena agreed in her mind, but didn't say out loud.

He led the way to the back to the deck. Duo pointed over in a direction and across the seas, Relena could definitely see something of interest. There was land. More so, there was also a city. She could see pagodas, and other types of buildings she never saw before! Though she was anxious to start exploring the city, she hid the way she felt.

Gojira waited silently on the treetop in the rural areas outside Kyoto. He was waiting for a chance to mug someone and he had an exported hand gun to do the job. He didn't train much with however because he did not want to waste the few amounts of ammunition he had. Patience was all he needed.

After waiting a few hours sitting on the tree, he saw a figure walking up in his direction. Excellent. Now was his chance. He jumped down to the ground with the musket in hand. The figure before him looked like a ronin or samurai. He was a young man who had a sword in a holster strange blue eyes and brown hair that hung in long bangs over his face. Samurai were no longer had places in this world. The Meiji had abolished the title of samurai. But he didn't care what the guy was doing. Just his valuables.

"Alright sucka! Hands up! Freeze!" Gojira ordered the ronin, using his musket as a threat. But the young man did not move. "You deaf?! I said freeze!" Still, the young man did not move. Finally looking up to the thug in front of him, the ronin gave him a plain serious face. "Leave me alone" he said to Gojira. But Gojira did not listen. No more warnings for him he thought. After all, what can he do with a sword when he had a gun? He quickly aimed his gun and fired. "Bang!" In a flash, the man unsheathed his sword. The round that came out of the musket hit the sword which the young man used to shield himself as well as to deflect. It backfired and Gojira collapsed to the ground with a bullet stained head. The ronin continued on his journey, wherever it would take him.