Hey Guys! I'm losing interest in this story 'cause Duo has now lost his appeal to me. I'M SO ASHAMED!!!!! OH WELL! Anyhoo, this SHOULD be the last chappie! Maybe...

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Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon OR fuckin Gundam Wing! THAT'S RIGHT LAWYERS! SCREW YOU! ::flips the bird at the lawyers and runs away in terror as they chase her with their BREIFCASES OF DOOM!::

A New Assassin

Amy stared at the mansion before.

"..."

"You should leave now, sis."

Amy tuurned to Usagi.

"Thanks kid. Be nice to Heero."

Usagi smiled.

"Of course, Sis, of course."

Unknowingly to them the guys were watching....

"Why would she leave?" Duo asked sadly.

"I don't know," Quatre complied, "But she must have her reasons."

"I have a feeling we'll see her soon." Wufei answered.

"At last she gave us our cures."Trowa answered.

All the guys grabbed their potions and drank them.

"Sleepy..." muttered Duo.

They all fell asleep.

A couple of years later, Usagi had been living with the guys and became Heero's girlfriend. Amy would come visit in secret to see her baby sister. Over the years, she had traveled time and space and had many adventures. From becoming a sorceress to a ballet dancer to a seishi, Amy had done it all. She was still a dancer though. But her heart still ached for all the secret missions she had done with Gundam pilots.

She would sparring with Wufei.

She would miss playing music with Quatre.

She miss Trowa and quiet silence they had shared staring at the stars.

She would Heero and making explosive objects with him.

And Duo....

She would always miss Duo with a painful passion.

*6 years later*

"Well, here it is."

Amy stared at the building before her.

It was Takatase's School for Boys.

She was invited to be their first girl.

"Great. I'm a guinea pig."

She walked into the great building and her eyes widened in awe as she stared at how big it was.

"It bigger than Quatre's mansion!"

Amy looked different now.

Her hair had turned into a beautiful silver, but not from age, it was merely hereditary. Her figure was better than before and she had no wedding ring on finger. Only a Turkish puzzle ring rested on her ring fing. (AN: Look up "Turkish wedding rings". I have one. SO COOL!) She wore a long- sleeved flannel shirt with jeans and a sneakers.

Her eyes....

Was her most eccentric feature.

They were golden brown with beautiful purple flecks.

She turned a corner...

And thought she had glimpsed a long brown braid.



Owari