There was once a girl named Relena. She always had to have things her way, and what she wanted, she *got,* even if it did not seem to anyone she was doing anything malicious. Though she was like this, everyone thought she was perfect because of the cloud of false sweetness she had surrounded herself in. She had her own little clique at school, with her little followers that fawned over her. Parents who bought her everything, and loved their perfect little 'princess' who was their only child.

There was only one very small group who saw past he sugar sweet charade. A group of boys the same age as Relena, who were in the same school as her. These boys were, to put it mildly, avoided, by everyone. They were a team, and they were fighters. Since they had had lived there, the kids of the city never had to worry about bully's or gangs of any kind, since the group would 'deal' with any 'problems,' which usually mean someone visiting the emergency room.

There were four of them, and they were so radically different it was a wonder they were so
close. Their leader, Heero Yuy, who, with his cobalt blue eyes, and expressionless face, froze anyone and everyone who didn't get out of his way fast enough. Then there was Quatre Winner, a rich kid gone bad. This blonde who was never seen without his bandana or leather jacket, could easily snap you in two with his bare hands, but usually declined from getting into anything, having a distaste for stupid people who were 'cruising for a bruising.' Next was Trowa Barton, Winner's silent partner. This tall and graceful boy, of which you could only see one half of his face, the other being continually covered by his unique bangs, was very protective and deadly. Anyone who messed with Winner got a lesson in manners, usually in the form of having it beaten into them. Finally there was Wufei Chang, the Chinese dragon. This proud boy, with obsidian hair and eyes, had a fierce sense of justice and honor. Anything that caused injustice or dishonor was quickly and efficiently dealt with.

There was only one person who didn't have enough smarts to stay away from them. Relena. Relena had an infatuation with Heero, and had somehow gotten the idea that they were 'soul mates' stuck in her head. No matter how much Heero ignored her, or was mean to her, it just didn't penertrate her pink and fuzzy clouded mind that he was *not* into her. In fact, in all honestly, Heero preferred boys to girls anyway.

Even though her followers loved and adored her, they still had a little bit of brain power in those fluff filled brains of theirs, and were smart enough to stay away when Relena went to visit them. This was going to be one of *those* days.

Relena was all on her own, and she was a trifle bit nervous. She had never gone to see Heero when all of his friends were there, it was usually when he and Wufei were alone that she visited, the petit Arab who was so well bred, and the silent Latino always put her on edge, though Wufei was not that much better, with the contemptuous sneer he always wore when she was around.

As she walked across the deserted lot on the outskirts of town, where the group usually met, she called out, "Oh Heeeeeeroooooo!"

Without turning to face her, Heero replied curtly with a mental sigh, "Go away Relena"

As always, this did not deter her, she crossed the final few feet between them, and latched onto Heeros arm, "Oh Heero! It took me forever to find you, why weren't you in town? And of all the places you *could* be, why on *earth* did you choose this dirty place? Do you know that I ruined my shoes walking across that mud? And my car will have to be washed now-"

Excuse me Miss. Relena, but did you know that you are invading Heero's personal space? That is very rude, and unlady-like, you know," Quatre interrupted her ramblings with a superior look, "And I thought you were a well bred lady, my mistake."

Unlatching herself from Heero's arm, Relena was struck speechless at this attack from Quatre, "I ...um .....well, I .......what do you know?" she sputtered finally.

Unlike you, I *remember* my etiquette classes," he replied huffily, waving his hand in an offhand manner, then turning it to examine his nails.

Turning to get some support from Heero, she was faced with his smirking features, "But ......but, you're mine!"

No I'm not Relena, now leave" was the cold reply

"Onna! Even you should know that was a dismissal," looking at her pointedly, Wufei continued, "You should not stay when you're not welcome."

Turning a full 360 degrees looking for some support, and finding nothing but contempt filled smirks, Relena burst into tears and took off across the rough terrain, the cruel chuckles of the boy's echoing in her mind. //Damn them.... I will have retribution......!//

============End Part One============