Well here I am again, writing another chapter of this story. This was the first fan fiction I ever came up with, so it has a special place in my heart. Yet it seems not to be impressing people in general. That won't stop me though. I like my story and feel like sharing it, even if nobody wants to read it.

Here is where we enter into the original Gundam Wing plot, more or less. Since my story is basically told from Milena's POV, you won't see everything from the show; but I promise there will be some recognizable events.

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Lady Amira

Chapter 6

Treize strode forward, tilted her chin up, and kissed her soundly. He pulled back a moment later, smiling.

"Welcome home." He said to her.

Milena, too stunned to speak was suddenly angry. How dare he take such liberties with her! Worse, her body had responded to the kiss; likely because of what she had heard earlier in Lucy's room.

The sound of her palm hitting his cheek was loud in the otherwise quiet room. Treize raised an eyebrow, fingering his rapidly reddening cheek. Milena stepped back, hand covering her mouth; both from the shock of his kiss and horror at how she had slapped him. It was not proper behavior for a lady; but kissing her like that out of the blue hadn't been proper either.

Struggling to keep her voice from shaking Milena said, "I'm sorry Treize; it was a gut reaction. I didn't intend to hurt you, but you shouldn't have done that."

Treize nodded. "You're right, and I apologize. I was just happy to see you; having gone seven years without hearing a word from you." He said the last comment with a pointed look at her.

Milena sighed, "I know, and I'm sorry about that, but I was in danger at the time and couldn't contact you."

Treize gestured for her to sit in the settee by the fireplace as he sat in the chair next to it. "And now you're back and it's safe, apparently. Care to tell me the rest?"

Milena sat, crossing her legs. She sighed again. "It's a long story, Treize."

He smiled. "I surmised as much, but I've been waiting seven years for an explanation and I will not wait any longer."

Before she could reply, there was a knock at the door. Treize quickly rose to his feet, grabbed a silk robe from the wardrobe, tossed it to Milena, who put it on, and then opened the door. Sebastian came in bearing a tray with a teapot, tea cups, and a plate of scones. He bowed to Treize and Milena before quietly backing out and closing the door behind him.

Treize poured the tea and offered her a scone before taking a seat next to her. "Start at the beginning. How did you survive the attack on the palace?"

Milena sipped her tea and sighed. She took a deep breath and began. She told him everything from her father's death to the day she escaped from the Stanton estate. When she came to the part about living in the colonies, she had to lie. She told him what probably would have been the truth if she hadn't met Heero. When she finished, Treize had an odd look on his face; a cross between pride, surprise, and outrage.

"You knew that your uncle and cousin were the cause of the attack, and you still ran away without letting me protect you?" he asked angrily. "Why would you do that Milena? My father could have given you protection from them. You didn't need to go way to the colonies; and then he found you there anyway." He ran a hand through his hair. "You're going to be the death of me, Mina."

Milena frowned. "I hadn't realized that you were so worried about me all this time."

"You asked me to help you escape to the colonies, told me you were in danger, and then disappeared from my life for seven years without once sending word. I didn't even know if you were alive; how did you expect me to feel?" he demanded, shaking her. "I gave you what you asked for in exchange for an explanation. Now I have it, and I'm not satisfied with it."

Milena pulled away from him and stood up. "Well excuse me, Mr. High and Mighty! I'm sorry that the hell I went through has your pants in a bunch!" She furiously paced the room, muttering to herself.

"You speak Japanese?" Treize asked her in a tone that was both surprised and impressed.

Milena glanced at him. "I speak seven languages; what's your point? Did you think I didn't continue my education while I was in hiding?"

Treize shrugged. "I hadn't given it much thought. The important thing is that you're safe now. You'll stay here, where I can protect you. And you'll work on your manners. Your speech is appalling for a princess."

Milena snorted. 'Yep, still arrogant and high handed.' She thought to herself. To him she replied, "Is it? That may have something to do with the fact that I haven't been a princess for a long time." She swept him a mocking but flawlessly elegant curtsy. "I haven't forgotten my manners, your grace. It was simply necessary to adopt another form of speech while in hiding; so that nobody could guess I was high born."

"What's that?" Treize asked her.

Milena glanced down to see the chain of her necklace swinging free. She unhooked it and took the ring off, handing it to Treize. He took it, frowning. After inspecting it his eyes widened fractionally.

"You wore this around your neck the whole time?" he asked softly.

Milena flushed at his tone of voice and the heated look he was giving her. "Yeah, well I didn't want to hear your bitching if I lost it. I promised you I would bring it back, didn't I?"

Treize smiled. "Yes you did. It's getting late; why don't you get some rest. We can talk more tomorrow." He leaned toward her, raising his eyebrow in question.

Milena blushed, but offered her cheek, which he kissed softly before leaving her room. After he left she touched her cheek, which seemed to be burning where he had kissed it. She shook herself. 'That's stupid; I don't even like him.' She firmly told herself as she shed her robe and got into bed. She drifted to sleep thinking of him.

The next day Treize joined her in the parlor after breakfast, dressed in a military uniform. She raised her eyebrows at that.

"Are you surprised that I joined the military?"

Milena shook her head. "Not really; a lot of noblemen become officers. It is a bit unusual for you to do so, since you are the sole heir to Luxembourg—unless you're not. Do you have children?"

Treize gaped at her. "Of course not. That's part of what I want to talk to you about." At her raised eyebrow Treize flushed slightly. "Not children; something else." He clarified. He knelt before her, taking her left hand and sliding a diamond ring onto her ring finger.

Milena gasped and yanked her hand away. "What the hell is this?"

Treize frowned. "Milena, we've been betrothed since you were born; I'm just making it official." It'll have to wait until this war is over, but we've already been waiting 19 years; what's a little longer?"

Milena was outraged. "I won't marry you just because our fathers wanted us to. I don't even like you! Don't get me wrong, I appreciate everything you've done for me; I just don't want to marry you. We can be friends, I suppose."

Friends? He had loved this headstrong girl since he was ten and she five. She had boldly told him off for trying to ride her horse; calling him a pompous boy. He had been intrigued by her. Then came the attack on the Peacecrafts and he didn't see her until she was twelve and he was seventeen.

She had been a very pretty child then, but that was nothing compared to the vision standing before him now. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and she was courageous, headstrong, sweet, and outgoing. Those were qualities he loved about her. She thought only to be friends? Perhaps she would change her mind if he wooed her properly…

Milena was startled when Treize took her hand, caressing gently. "At least give me the chance to court you properly, Mina. I deserve that much at least, for waiting this long."

Milena sighed. He wanted to play it that way? Fine; it's not like he'd win her in the end anyway.

"If you insist." She told him sullenly.

He flashed her a heart stopping smile and kissed her hand. "I have official business to attend to today, but you're welcome to settle in. If you need to go anywhere, Sebastian can drive you. Anything you buy can go on my tab."

Milena sputtered. "That won't be necessary Treize. I can—"

"You'll be needing some new clothes." He told her, indicating her camouflage cargo pants and black tank top.

Milena glared at him. "I've dressed like this for a long time, Treize, and I like it. It's not like anyone knows who I am. Besides, I've got about a dozen aliases that I can use; not to mention the fact that I know five styles of martial arts and can shoot like nobody's business."

Treize sighed. "I will permit it when you are here, but when I take you out you need to dress properly. I need to go now, or I'll be late."

Later that morning, Milena sat in Athena's cockpit and hit a few buttons. Instructions began scrolling down the screen. OZ is transporting twenty Leo suits to the Franklin military base tonight; at twenty-two hundred hours. Your mission is to destroy the suits and any witnesses. A set of coordinates followed the orders.

"Roger that mission." She powered the screen off and climbed down. Easy enough; the problem would be making her excuses to Treize. Maybe living with him would be harder than she had first thought.

She pondered that as she drove into town to meet with Mr. Hansen, her father's solicitor. She knew Dr. J would order her to kill Treize if he knew of their connection. She pulled up to the prestigious bank and took a deep breath. Her life was getting far more complicated than she had intended.

Twenty minutes later she was done and headed back to Luxembourg. If Treize insisted she buy clothes on him, she'd oblige him. She spent the afternoon shopping and went to lunch, and then headed back to the manor. Sebastian frowned when she walked in, arms laden with boxes and shopping bags.

"Your highness, where have you been? I was worried when I couldn't find you. Shall I help with your things?"

"Yes, please do, Bastian. I was just out shopping like Treize said I should. I simply went on my own."

After he helped her to her room he chastised her, "That's why I am here, your highness. You shouldn't go off on your own like that."

Milena sighed. "I've been on my own for a long time, Bastian. I promise I'm fine; I'm not made out of glass. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a lot of things to put away." Sebastian bowed and left her to put away all her purchases.

At dinner that night, Milena told Treize of her shopping excursion and it made him smile.

"I knew it would please you. Whether or not you've been treated according to your station for the last several years, you're a woman, and women love to shop."

Milena sighed at that sexist comment. Yes, he was completely arrogant. She'd have to get past that, it seemed. After dinner was finished Treize took her hand and led her outside. They walked around his gardens, chatting quietly. He sat down on a bench, pulling her down beside him. They watched as the sun set, throwing the sky into an array of beautiful colors.

Treize tilted her chin up until she met his eyes. "I missed you more than you know, Mina. I'm happy you're back here with me."

Milena smiled. "I honestly thought you didn't even like me when we were growing up. You were always so arrogant and bossy; it drove me nuts."

He chuckled. "I didn't want you to know that I was enchanted by you. I had my pride, you know."

Milena raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? And where's your pride now?"

Treize transferred his hand from her chin to the back of her head, pulling her toward him slowly; giving her every chance to deny him. Milena's breath caught; ordinarily she would say this was moving too fast, but she had known Treize her whole life, and no matter how much she may want to deny it she had wanted him to kiss her again.

When his lips met hers, she made a sound between a sigh and a moan, winding her arms around his neck. Treize suppressed a smile at her reaction. She had been so adamant about how she didn't like him, but her reaction to his kiss was telling him otherwise. He gently caressed her shoulders, trailing his hands down her arms; making her shiver.

A few minutes later their kiss was interrupted by Sebastian. "Begging your pardon, my lord, your highness."

Treize growled, "This had better be good!"

Sebastian cleared his throat. "Lieutenant Zechs is calling for you sir; he says it's urgent, and he needs to see you right away. I have the car ready and waiting."

Treize sighed and kissed her lightly. "I'm so sorry Mina. We'll continue this another night."

Milena shook herself after he left. 'What the hell was I thinking? This is getting in the way of the mission; it has to stop now, before I get in too deep.' She sighed as she made her way back into the manor. She nearly ran into Sebastian on his way to the front door.

"Please excuse me, your highness. I need to take his lordship to meet with the lieutenant. If you should need anything, the other servants will assist you."

This was so perfect! It couldn't have gone better if she had planned it. She rushed to Lucy's room. The girl was reading on her bed, and looked up as Milena entered. "What is it, your highness?"

"Lucy, I have a mission. Do me a favor and cover for me with Treize. He's gone at the moment, but he may get back before me."

Lucy nodded. "Of course I will. Be careful."

Milena smiled as she ran to her room to retrieve the keys to her car. Treize had given her the car that she had borrowed to go shopping; to come and go as she pleased—provided she let someone know where she was going. She wasn't going to let him dictate to her like that. When all was said and done, she was still his princess—outranking him in authority.

When she arrived in the hangar beneath the palace, she quickly braided her hair and opened the case where she kept her wigs. After her disaster in the colonies with Kaito, she had added a few male aliases to her arsenal. If anyone should see her when she was on a mission, they would perceive her as a young man with brown hair and gray eyes. She applied the fake eyebrows and tightly bound her breasts with a length of cloth. After putting on jeans, a t-shirt, and her army boots, she surveyed herself in the mirror. At first glance she looked like a young man with a slightly feminine face. That suited her just fine. She had practiced moderating her voice for several years so that she could pass for a boy if she had to speak.

Milena climbed into Athena's cockpit and switched her on. She had estimated that it would take her an hour and a half to reach her destination while flying. She would have to use the cloaking device as well, so she wouldn't be caught. Half an hour later, her com device beeped; she was receiving a call. Damn, who knew which frequency she used?

"Long time no see." Said a flat but familiar voice. She couldn't help but grin.

"Heero! I've missed you. Don't tell me you're on this mission as well?"

"Would I be here if I wasn't?" Came the monotonous reply.

She snorted. "Oh, please; I can handle twenty Leos. They're not even going to be piloted."

"Orders are orders, Milena; you know that."

"Cocky bastard." She retorted playfully. Heero didn't reply, but she could practically see him smirking. He never truly smiled, but that smirk of his was annoying. She picked up speed, wanting to get there before him, to show him that she was capable of handling this herself.

By the time he did join her, she had already destroyed a third of the OZ base. She swung her beam saber, wiping out another four of the Leos that the soldiers had been frantically trying to load into a truck.

"It's about time, Heero; where have you been? You're missing all the fun!" All she got for a reply was a grunt as he whipped out his beam cannon, wiping out the rest of the Leos.

"Showoff." She muttered under her breath. There was nothing left but the burning base, so Milena flew Athena to a hill about a mile away, knowing Heero would follow her. When he got out of his gundam Milena tackled him, throwing her arms around him in a fierce hug.

"I feel like it's been ages since I last saw you; what have you been up to, besides kicking OZ's ass?"

Heero shrugged. "I enrolled as a student at St. Gabriel's Institute. Blending in and all that. What about you?"

"Well, I have this hiding place that nobody but my family knew about. It's big enough to hide Athena, so it's the perfect hideout. Do you think Dr. J would be pissed if he knew we were meeting like this?"

Heero shrugged again. "As long as we complete our missions, he's got nothing to complain about."

Just then, they both heard their consuls beeping. Milena pecked Heero on the cheek. "There comes another mission. Stay safe Heero; I hope we see each other soon."

Flushing, Heero nodded and headed for his own gundam. Milena smiled as she closed the cockpit hatch. She loved Heero like a little brother; and treated him like one, even though he was embarrassed by her affection. She flipped her screen on.

OZ mobile suit factory located in northeastern Eurasia: destroy the factory and all mobile suits.

With one last look at Heero, Milena sped away, heading for home. That mission could wait a couple days. When she got back to the manor, she went straight to Lucy's room, knocking softly. Lucy opened the door; she looked exhausted as she gestured for Milena to enter.

Milena studied her. "Lucy, did you sleep?"

The girl shook her head. "I couldn't; I was worried about you."

Milena sighed. "If you're not going to sleep when I go out on missions, you won't be getting much sleep at all. Don't worry about me—I'm well trained. Did Treize come back after his meeting with that lieutenant?"

Lucy shook her head. "No; he and Sebastian have yet to return."

Milena nodded." Okay, thanks Lucy. Get some sleep." She went to her own room, showered, brushed her teeth, and fell into bed. She was asleep almost instantly.

"Mina, wake up; I have a surprise for you."

Milena groaned and rolled over, burrowing deeper beneath her covers. She heard Treize sigh in exasperation.

"Really Mina, you're acting childish. I promise you're going to love the surprise. Get up, or I'll make you get up."

"You can't make me do anything." Milena mumbled sleepily. "I'm your princess; and as such-"

She shrieked because he pulled all her covers off. She was just thankful that she had been lying on her belly. She never thought Treize would ever enter her room uninvited. She should have known better—he was an arrogant ass.

Treize's mouth was dry. He swallowed, cursing his instant hard on. Why the hell was she naked? Did she always sleep that way? Damn, she had the most beautiful backside he'd ever seen—and those legs! He was tempted to keep her here, in bed. He could too—she had responded to his kiss. If he were to seduce her and make love to her right now, he was confident she would let him. He pictured her with those glorious legs around his waist as he pounded into her. His cock throbbed at the idea, but he willed the thought away. Now was not the time for that.

Milena swiftly rolled to the opposite side of the bed, grabbed her nightgown, and pulled it on. She glared at Treize as she headed to the bathroom. She emerged a few minutes later, hair combed and teeth brushed. She went to the wardrobe and pulled out the pink silk robe, knotting the belt.

Turning to Treize she snapped. "Enjoy that little show did you?"

"Oh yes, very much." He said softly, smirking at her startled look.

Milena swallowed. His eyes were like blue liquid fire they burned so intensely. With one look this man melted her. How was that? She didn't even like him, but she was now imagining him naked, which pissed her off to no end.

Desperate to change the subject she asked, "So, you were saying something about a surprise, am I right?"

He smiled at her. "Yes, I was; before I was distracted by the sight of your delectable backside." He chuckled when she blushed. "Come; there's someone here to see you."

Curious, Milena followed him downstairs to the blue sitting room. A man stood looking out the window-a man with long blond hair. Milena's breath caught in her throat. It couldn't be…

"Milliardo?" she whispered.

The man turned to face her. He was a striking young man-broad shoulders, high cheek bones, a nose identical to hers, and brilliant blue eyes that were regarding her intently. He was beautiful, in a masculine sense. He appraised her as well—they had been apart for thirteen years, so it was only natural.

"Milena, it's wonderful to see you." He murmured. His voice was deep and husky.

Bursting into tears, Milena launched herself at him, hugging him tight. Bewildered, Milliardo looked to Treize as he put his arms around his sister. Treize shrugged and left, closing the door behind him to give the twins some privacy.

Well there you have it—a family reunion. Isn't that sweet? I wonder what it will be like when she meets Relena. Oh I can't' wait! We're getting into the fun part of the story.

I would like to take this opportunity to apologize for my horrendous fight scene. I'm much better with sex scenes than fight scenes, but I will try my best. Speaking of sex scenes, it looks like things are heating up between Milena and Treize. Can you feel the tension? I think perhaps they may have a citrusy encounter next chapter. We shall see.

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Lady Amira