A:N/ I don't own Gundam Wing although I wish I did. Well this story is very interesting and I hope that you all enjoy it. Please be gentle. If your going to flame me...send me sparks...^_^() heh heh....*runs away*






Make-Up Maid
By: AznxAngel



It was a beautiful friday morning. The fields were dripping with gold from the sun, and all of the grassy hilltops swayed gently against the breeze. Sitting on top of one of the many hills was a small but modest house. The tranquil home wasn't as quiet inside as it seemed on the outside.
"RELENA!!! You're going to be late for school!" A tall young man in his late twenties shouted at the bottom of the stair case. He spun angrily back towards the doorway leading to the kitchen. He poured out a small cup of orange juice and set in on the neatly set table. "Relena don't make me repeat myself! Hurry up and get your little Dorlain ass in here now!"
"Millardo I really wish that you should stop using that kind of language," Relena walked into the kitchen with a pair of jeans and pink t-shirt. She grabbed the white zip up sweater and pulled it over herself. Relena calmly picked up a piece of toast from table and headed back out of the kitchen.
"You'd better run for the bus!" Millardo shouted as she picked up her books and shut the door. "Crazy girl," he said shaking his hair. Millardo turned the kitchen lights out and sat on the couch to read the morning newspaper when the phone began to shrill. Sighing, he stood and picked up the reciever.
"Hello?"
"It's been a while Zechs," a low tone spoke.
"That's not my name anymore. What do you want from me?"
"Don't talk like we haven't spoken to each other before. This happens time and time again Zechs," the man on the other line emphasized the name with much fevor that it elicted a deep growl in the back of Millardo's throat.
"I don't have the cash."
"Well then Zechs, I hope that your sister can handle her work because she's going to have to pay for your debt if you can't. I'll be there in the afternoon when she comes home from school."
*Click*
Millardo slammed the phone back on the hanger and took in deep ragged breathes. He leaned heavily on the oak night stand that stood in the hallway. The small table began to shake as he became more fustrated witht the situation.


Relena stretched her arms as she finished taking her final notes on the novel she read for English. She pulled together all of her muddled papers and piled them in her manilla folder and packed them tightly in her navy blue back pack. She waved a goodbye to the librarian who smiled brightly, who lifted her hand ever so slightly. She opened the front doors and leaped onto the steps and descened in twos. She smiled as she saw her fellow students walking around on school grounds. Relena had become a senior that year. A senior in high school that had a rough background. Her parents had died 3 years into her life and then she was left with her older bother. Millardo had been caught up in the illegal activities in a gang. He had finally gotten himself loose and yet he was in debut of money.
She kept a steady pace as she wandered outside the gates of the school and wandered onto the dirt road to her house. Passing by sherbert colored houses always warmed her heart. They seemed so happy and bright thoughout all the seasons of the year. She was glad to have them there. She had finally reached her small house and saw a strange motorcycle parked in the driveway. She squinted her eyes as she heard strange noises emitting from the house. Her concious was nagging her and she had a funny feeling in her gut. As she drew near the door she drew her books closer to her chest. BANG! That was it. She heard that and bolted through the door. What she saw scared her. Millardo was kneeling on the floor with a fresh trickle of blood streaming down from his lips to his chin. Relena gasped and dropped her books falling to the floow to crawl to her brother as she managed to wipe most of the blood off of his face.
"Millardo speak to me, MILLARDO WHAT HAPPENED?!" Relena said as her tears flooded from her eyes blurring her vision. Out of the awkward silence someone clapped their hands in the shadows. She turned around to meet steel blue eyes that had venom seeping from them.
"What did you do to my brother, Trieze!?" She glared at him letting all of her past fears and pains resurface to show on her face. There was panic and fear in every breath she drew into her lungs. A moment of silence had passed between them. Trieze smirked and threw down before her a sheet of paper and a pen.
"It's a contract saying that all of your earnings for this whole year will be immediately paid to me. If you don't them you serve me."
"What are you talking about?! Make some sense!" Relena shouted as her eyes just began to clear, drowing in tears again. She looked down at the paper and wanted to gag. It read she would serve for a woman name Lady Une. As a maid. Cooking, cleaning, laundering, gardening, and doing all else you could imagine.
"You're going to sell me into a house?" she said outraged.
"You're brother is too weak to do anything. I'm sure that you can compromise. I can garantee you the job, but you'll be working there for the whole year. The first paycheck you get will belong to me. All others that follow until the end of this year will be mine too. Like so you will work your brother's debts away." Trieze said laughing.
Relena looked at the sinister man and then to her unconcious brother. She dropped her head and slumped her shoulders as she picked up the pen.
"Sign your life away," Trieze mocked. Relena signed the paper and immediately spat on it.
"Here it is asshole."