Social Status
Chapter 1
"Well, I'm stuffed!" Hilde said as she wiped her mouth with the napkin.
Relena looked at her watch. "Seems like Milliardo and Noin aren't back yet," She looked at Hilde. "Wanna sleepover and watch some movies?" She grinned.
"Sure!" Hilde enthusiastically said. "We've gotta watch..." She ticked them off her fingers. "She's all that, Clueless, Simply Irresistable, Cruel Intentions, The Sixth Sense, All My Home or something, and I can't think of anything else. OH WAIT! Music of My Heart!"
Relena laughed. "Hilde, we're gonna be up all night if we watched The Sixth Sense,"
"Hmm...you're right! Then cut that from the list...all the others are fine with me!" Hilde said.
"Alright, I'll get Peygan to drop us off at the video store and we can rent them there!" Relena said.
"Yes! I'm so happy!" Hilde said as she got up the same time as Relena did.
"Peygan!" Both of them shouted.
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"Hmm..." Trowa said as he thought about which chess piece to move. Quatre had invited him over and now that they had dinner, they were playing a game of chess. Quatre had won one round and so had Trowa. Trowa moved his piece. "Checkmate!"
Quatre quickly looked at the positions of his pieces and then looked back at Trowa's. He quickly moved his King out of the way. "Uncheckmate!" (AN: Sorry! I don't really know all the terms to chess! But I only played this once so bear with me! -_-;;)
"Da**!" Trowa muttered as he looked at his pieces again trying to think up of a way to check Quatre's King. Quatre was his best friend. They had met when their parents were both at a business meeting. His family wasn't as rich or well-known as the Winners but they were rich and well-known. He moved his pawn up two.
Quatre caught it.
Trowa swore again.
"Master Quatre, it's time for dinner," A man said from the door.
"Thanks Rashid, I'll be right there," Quatre replied.
Trowa got up.
"Well, time for dinner, let's go," Quatre said.
Silence.
"You know, I was about to beat you in that game..." Trowa said.
Quatre smiled then chuckled.
Trowa...ever so slightly...EVER so slightly...let his lips curved EVER so slightly.
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Milliardo and Noin finally arrived at the front door as the maids helped them off with their coats.
"Where's Relena?" Milliardo asked. He wanted to tell Relena the ecstatic news.
"She's probably in her room," Noin answered.
"Actually, Miss Relena and Miss Hilde went out to rent a few video's," A maid said.
"Thank you," Milliardo said. He then turned to Noin. "I can't wait to tell her the great news!"
Noin smiled. She still wasn't sure of the whole thing but her guts told her it was gonna turn out alright.
"Sarah Michelle Gellar must be your favorite actress...you've got Cruel Intentions and Simply Irresistable," A voice said.
"Nah, I like her but she's not my favorite, I just like the movies," Another voice replied.
Relena and Hilde came through the doors each holding a bag containing video's.
"Relena!" Milliardo said as he quickly went over and embraced her.
"Oh hey! How was your evening guys?" Relena asked.
"Oh it was great! But I have to tell you something! It's best if you sat down! You might get too excited. And I want you Hilde to hear it too!" Milliardo said grinning.
Relena giggled. "I'm pretty sure I can handle anything that good!"
Milliardo pushed her onto a seat. "Um, could we have some tea prepared?" he called.
Noin sat down in the loveseat as Milliardo took the seat next to her. Hilde put the bag down and sat by Relena.
"And once the tea is served, we'll tell you the news!" Milliardo said.
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Quatre sipped his tea. Trowa was sitting in another one of the seats. His parents had come home practically bursting with happiness. And now they had sat both him and Trowa down wanting to spread their joy. He sat his cup back on the tea dish. "So mother, father, what are you trying to tell me that's so exciting?"
"Well son, since you're twenty years old, we figure you should finally settle down," Mr. Winner began.
Quatre's face took on a surprised look. "And..." He was afraid to ask where this was going.
"We think you should get married..." Mrs. Winner said.
"To Relena Peacecraft!" Mr. Winner finished.
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"To Quatre Raberba Winner!" Milliardo finished.
Relena dropped her tea cup to the floor with a clatter.
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Quatre hands shook so much that the tea was getting splashed all over him. "But..."
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"I don't even know him!!!!!!!" Relena screamed.
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"I don't even know her!!!!!!!!" Quatre yelled. It was unlikely of him since he usually spoke in soft tones.
"This is gonna be bad," Trowa muttered.
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"I am never gonna trust my instincts again!" Noin muttered to herself.
"Noin? You were in this?" Relena shrieked.
Milliardo was puzzled. He thought she'd be happy. "What's wrong? Aren't you happy?"
Relena faced him. Her face with unshed tears. "How can I be happy to spend the rest of my life...to have kids...to have a FAMILY with someone I never met much less what he looks like! How can you..."
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"Do this?! I can't believe this! You have just planned out the next few years of my life!" Quatre said face to face with his father.
"Quatre! Do not take that tone with me!!" Mr. Winner said.
"Um...I think I'll go now..." Trowa said.
"STAY!" Both Winner males yelled.
Trowa sat straight back down.
"I can't believe this! What is to..." Quatre said.
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"Accomplish from this?! Tell me what is there to accomplish from this!" Relena yelled.
Hilde was very uncomfortable.
"Relena! This is for the sake of your own good!" Milliardo argued.
"Hilde, you might want to stay. I'll call your parents that you're here," Noin said. "They'll want to come over."
It was Hilde's turn to put on a puzzled face. "Why would they..."
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"Want to come over?" Trowa asked.
"You'll see," Mrs. Winner said.
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Flashback...
"Well, I believe we should get down to business! First of all, I think we both want this for the sake of our own child's and sister's good," Mr. Winner began.
"Yes, and what a fine match your Relena is for our boy," Mrs. Winner complimented.
"No, no! It is your son Quatre that is good for Relena!" Milliardo said.
"Why hello! Long time no see!" A voice said from the table nest to theirs. Milliardo, Noin, Mr. Winner, and Mrs. Winner all looked that way.
"Oh! Hello Mr. and Mrs Barton! Hello Mr. and Mrs. Schbeiker!" Milliardo said standing up and shakings with each of them. Mr. Winner did the same.
"So what brings you here to this restaurant?" Mr. Winner asked.
"Actually, you wouldn't believe it," Mr. Barton said laughing. "And how about you?"
"You wouldn't believe us either!" Mr. Winner said as he laughed.
"Oh do tell!" Mr. Schbeiker said.
At the same time, Milliardo said, "Oh do tell!"
"Well, we here because we are planning out our children's and sister's marriage, they tend to grow up so fast don't you think so?" Mr. Schbeiker.
"Ahh yes! We are here for the same thing!" Mr. Winner said.
"You're kidding me!" Milliardo said. He motioned towards their table. "Why don't you join us? As the old saying goes...great minds think alike..."
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"YOU DID..." Hilde started after her parents had arrived and told her of their plans.
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"WHAT?!" Trowa's voice was unusually loud.
"Trowa! It's not polite to shout!" Mr. Barton said.
Quatre turned his attention back to his father. "Do you realize you have just..."
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"Ruined my damn life?!" Relena said.
"Relena! It's not polite to cuss!" Milliardo said.
Noin and Mrs. Schebeiker were watching the males argue with the males. Both were thinking, 'I should've never listened to my concious.'
"THIS IS SO DAMN SCREWED UP!" Both girls shouted at their brother/father.
"Watch your mouth!" Both men screamed back.
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"Father! Do you realize what you have done?!" Quatre and Trowa asked at the same time. Except Trowa used 'Dad'.
"Yes, we have done this for your sake and the...!" Both father's began.
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"Family!" Milliardo and Mr. Schbeiker said at once.
"Family?! Milliardo! How could my arranged marriage do any good for this family?!" Relena said to Milliardo. While on the other hand...
"Family?! Dad! What does an arranged marriage have to do with the family?!" Hilde said.
Milliardo and Mr. Schbeiker were getting fed up. 'They're still young, that's why they don't understand,"
"I haven't even met this damn Trowa Barton and now I'm his fiancee?!" Hilde shot.
"Young lady! You better watch that mouth of yours!" Mr. Schbeiker said.
"Milliardo! How can you expect me to marry somebody I've never met?!" Relena yelled.
"He's good for you!!!" Milliardo yelled back.
Hilde and her dad were having the same conversations.
"YOU MEAN HIS DAMN SOCIAL...!" Both girls said at once knowing full on.
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"STATUS!" Quatre and Trowa cried at once.
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Four males, three fathers, one father figure, two on one side of the town, two on the other, all shouted at the same time, "WATCH YOUR MOUTH!!!!!!!!"
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Trowa's fist was clenching and unclenching by his sides. Quatre kept on running his hand through his hair.
"It isn't about social status!" Mr. Winner said.
"Yes it is! Peacecraft is the only other one that's just like us!" Quatre stated.
"What does this girl even look like?! You want me to marry her because her family is well-known just like ours!" Trowa said to his father.
Both fathers paced then stopped infront of their sons.
"You will do as we say fit!" Mr. Barton said.
"And what we say fit is good for you!"
"OH...!" Trowa and Quatre said.
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"LIKE HELL!" Both girls screamed.
"You will do as we say! That is understood! Now I don't want to hear anymore of this matter!" Milliardo said.
"This is for your sake!" Mr. Schebeiker said.
Relena growled then turned around and stomped back up to her room. Hilde did the same thing and followed Relena.
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Quatre gritted his teeth, turned his back and practically stomped the whole way up.
Trowa clenched and unclenched his fists then stomped up with Quatre.
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Four angry people, two stomping to their rooms, two stomping to their friend rooms, two guys on one side of the town, and the two girls on the other side, did a thing that the parents and parent figures were sure that the people on the other side of the town could hear.
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~*BOOOOMMMMMMMM*~ Went Quatre's door.
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~*BOOOOMMMMMMMM*~ Went Relena's door.
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Milliardo and Mr. Schbeiker turned and faced each other at the same time. "I'm terribly sorry for the way my daughter/sister acted," Both said at the same time.
Both looked at each other and let out a short laugh.
"You should stay over tonight, seems like your daughter might be doing the same," Milliardo said.
"Yes, I think that would be wise," Mr. Schbeiker replied.
"I'll get the maids to set up our guestroom," Milliardo said.
"You know, I have one little question..." Mr. Scbeiker began.
Milliardo had the same.
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Four men, two on one side of the town, and two on the other, suddenly turned to their wives. And asked the question. "How come you didn't help us?!"
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Four wives, all drinking tea with sugar, two one one side of the town and two on the other all shrugged and replied. "I knew this was bad from the start,"
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"I can't believe that they would do this to us," Hilde said as she and Relena laid on Relena's bed both on different ends.
"Yeah...and can you believe they actually thought we'd like it?" Relena replied.
"And the worst thing is, you know they're gonna make us..." Hilde said.
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"Marry these girls," Trowa said.
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"Marry these guys," Relena finished for Hilde.
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"And the only way to get out of this mess is either for them to disown us," Quatre said.
"Which is unlikely,"
"Or..." Quatre said.
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"We run away," Relena said.
Hilde's eyes suddenly lighted up. She then turned to Relena. "Do you know..."
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"What I'm thinking?" Trowa said.
Quatre nodded.
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Relena suddenly grinned.
"Alright,we better get out before dawn and after this house goes to sleep," Hilde began.
Relena nodded as she and Hilde got to work.
Okay, I think that'll be the limits for chapter 1! ^_^ I hope you all liked it! Chapter 2 will be coming up shortly! The thing is...there's a bad case of the 'Writer's Block Flu' going around and if it doesn't get me, then you can expect the next one up quite soon! Until then, ja ne! ^_^
Angel Relena