Wufei woke up to the sun blinding him. He groaned and looked over at his roommate. Duo was still snoring away, his arm thrown over his face as his long braid snaked down to the floor. It was Saturday, the day after the others had arrived and he was already plotting Maxwell's death. Granted, he always did that when forced to share a room with the other but Heero had glared at him when he had pointed out that the two were partners. It was obvious the anti social pilot just wanted some time with out the constant chattering. Wufei fell into his daily routine, getting dressed and wandering off to the shower. He didn't have to tip toe around the other because Duo could sleep through a hurricane. He finally made it to his favorite spot on campus. It was an isolated courtyard that was dedicated to the patron saint her self, St. Crystabel. Her statue was situated at the back with beautiful deep crimson roses crawling up her legs. Two large trees also provided shade for the statue with a pink quartz path running up to her. On either side were healthy lawns of deepest green grass. It was behind the west classrooms so he was confident none of the students really noticed him this early in the morning and he had never seen anyone there. It was coming on towards winter so the roses were withering away with the encroaching cold. He frowned slightly, noticing there was actually a lot written at the base of the statue he had stared at occasionally.

"St. Crystabel Peacecraft, A leader in dark times," was all that was written there. He blinked a couple of times, he had forgotten that St. Crystabel was apart of the Peacecrafts, the once ruling family of the now destroyed Sanq Kingdom. He then turned and made it back to his dorm, too deep in thought to practice his meditations for the day. When he got back, Duo was already gone, probably off the showers. He sat down on his bed and grabbed his laptop off his desk.

"Hey Wu-man, what's up?" Duo greeted as he walked in, a towel dangerously low on his slim hips with another wrapped around his head. Wufei shrugged, not really paying attention to the other.

"Alright, what gives? What are you so engrossed in?" Duo scampered onto Wufei's bed to lean in, forcing his way in to see the screen.

"St. Crystabel?" Duo murmured, pulling the computer towards him to look closer.

"She was a Peacecraft, died a while back, she had lived during the wars over the first colonies. She had created a sanctuary for certain people so they would continue on learning and growing in an ever more chaotic time. She also established a lot of the curriculum for the schools on the colonies. She was a very influential and idealistic teacher," Wufei summarized as Duo scanned through the website.

"She seems pretty cool, why so interested?" Duo looked up at the other. Wufei's dark chocolate eyes met his before hurriedly returning to the screen. Duo wanted to frown at that but let it go, it seemed like Wufei never liked social contact of any kind and that included eye contact.

"As gundam pilots against the Oz Corporation, don't you think it's a little odd that we would be sent to a school built by the kingdom the Earth Sphere Alliance destroyed?" Wufei pointed out.

"It's not like we're working for the Alliance either. Look, don't worry about it, let's just enjoy this place while we're here. No worrying about food or cleaning or anything," Duo grinned up at the asian who didn't respond physically at all.

"I'm going out," he instead grunted and got up, putting his laptop back on his desk and walking out. Duo sat staring at his closed door before shrugging and hoping up to get dressed.

Monday Classes

"Psst, Wuffie," Duo leaned forward. Wufei stiffened in annoyance, glaring down on his notes.

"What," He finally growled back.

"A few of the others are going out tonight, they'll be able to sponsor us through the gates. What do you say? We'll be fitting in with the rest of the population," Duo argued, Wufei had the unexplainable urge to blow a raspberry but instead he just rolled his eyes and nodded. Duo would have pestered him until he said yes but the strange part was Wufei actually had the desire to 'fit in' with these people, to gain back what he had lost as soon as the others had arrived. Duo blinked in surprise at Wufei's back then grinned over at the guy next to him and nodded. Soon class was over and Duo and Wufei were back in their room.

"Are the others going?" Wufei asked as he changed into his usual blue tank top and white pants.

"Nope, they could only sponsor two extra people and you're not wearing that are you?" Duo asked.

"Why not?" Wufei said before turning around, he froze. Duo was definitely not wearing his usual outfit. The shorter brunette had tight black jeans on but that is where the normal Duo outfit stopped. He had on a black silk shirt left open over black fishnet with numerous multi colored plastic bracelets down both his delicate wrists. His neck displayed a thick black collar with a heavy metal ring attached to it along with long chains dripping off his jeans and a studded wide black belt to make his slim waist look even slimmer. He smirked at the shocked expression on Wufei's face then turned to get his makeup bag, deliberately bending over so he could get a good look at his backside.

"I'm not going," Wufei blurted out. Duo pouted turning around to give him his best puppy dog eyes.

"Come on, you said you would," Duo whined, Wufei rolled his eyes then shook his head again.

"Why do you have to dress like that? Where are they going?" Wufei chose his words carefully so he wouldn't encourage the other into thinking that he was actually interested in going.

"We're going to this club, it's a school favorite, they don't care if you're a minor because they pay off the cops. Oh and it's a dance club," Duo explained. "Don't you have anything a little more…cute?" Duo asked, Wufei slowly raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms.

"I'll take that as a no," Duo murmured, turning to rummage through his clothes.

"I am not wearing your clothes," Wufei ground out.

"Oh stop it, you're going and you're going to look good going. Look, take this as an opportunity to learn something new about people and society and social interaction," Duo said as he rummaged deeper. Finally he came up with the perfect outfit and thrust it all at Wufei.

"Put all that on while I do my makeup," Duo sat down at his desk and opened up his small bag. Wufei sighed and dropped the pile of black and red clothing on his bed then started to change.

"Wonderful!" Duo exclaimed as he turned around, his eyes fully lined in black and red streaks in his bangs. He had also braided his hair with black and red strips of cloth. Wufei felt uncomfortable and he thought he looked worse. Duo was grinning and couldn't help himself. He had given Wufei his black t-shirt with black and red straps wrapped around the torso and ran down the sleeves with numerous silver buckles. Then baggy black jean shorts with the same red and black straps hanging off them with a wide dark red studded belt around the waist. Duo then pulled out a brush, letting Wufei's silk black hair hang loose to soften up his harsh features. He then picked up his black eyeliner.

"No, I'm not going that far," Wufei growled dangerously, Duo shrugged, knowing he was already pushing his luck.

"Come on, we have five minutes to meet them at their car," Duo said, jumping up and bounding out of the door with Wufei trailing behind, an uncertain look in his eye. He was mentally wondering if he had suddenly gone insane with letting Duo talk him into all of this. At least the boots were tough looking, he mused, they had small spikes running down the sides and were black with black laces, steel toe and heavy black soles. Duo's shoes were simple black high top tennis shoes with little white skull and cross bones on them.

Soon they were walking up to the club. Wufei was a little less self conscious once he saw that the rest were dressed similarly. There were three males and two females. Jordan and Sam were brothers while Jenna was their cousin. Mason and Lorie were together but weren't related to the others.

"So how come it takes so long for the school pass to go through?" Wufei finally asked, turning to Jenna who was really short with dyed short black hair.

"You didn't tip them. Money talks in this school, if you give a little extra, they give you what you want, no questions asked. Lady Corrina would rather not have the pass at all but she's got to have it to keep up appearances. It's surprising how much control she actually does have over the students. Most Principals of rich schools only appear to have control," Jenna explained, Wufei nodded. He looked up at the sign above the simple black double doors. Saint was all that was there spelled out in metal. She then gestured for him to enter, the others had already disappeared inside.

TBC

Sorry about the cliffie…but this is coming out pretty fast so don't worry, I'll update soon!