Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Gundam Wing characters. Damn. However any characters you see in there eg Kirsten Cholate who do not appear in Gundam Wing or Endless Waltz are mine and if stolen you are copywriting as they are MY property. Thankyou ^-^

And sorry if I offended anyone when I mentioned the September 11 Terrorist attacks in the 1st chapter.


 Pairings include: Rx2, Ocx3, and Dx4, so far

The Secret Diary of… WHOM?

Deary Diary,                                                                                         Day Three

GUESS WHAT!?!?!?! Tomorrow Quatre, Dorothy, Trowa, my best friend and I are going to an amusement park. Now this just isn't ANY amusement park this is THE amusement park. That's right. We're going to Scaberdarb's Skimphole. Weird name huh? Well to my understanding, skimp can mean time and Scaberdarb is the founding member and owner's name and well… a hole is a place… I think that that basically explains the name don't you think? So it could be called Scaberdarb's Time Place but Scaberdarb's Skimphole sounds better… I think…

Any who, let's start at the beginning… that happens to start sometime this morning… well any who I was helping my other best friend Lucreziea Noin (yes the girlfriend of the incredible sexy Milliardo Peacecraft) move in with her boyfriend. They had FINALLY decided to share a flat. I don't know HOW long we've been trying to get them to do this but they have FINALLY got their act together and done it. ^-^ And it looks SO cool too. It's a place overlooking much of the city in one of those really good buildings with all of those high-tech gizmos and gadgets that fill up the house. It's sort of like a penthouse… Any who the place has a swimming pool on the ground level, with the reception area also located on that level… then from the second level to about the fourteenth there are small places a bit like a cross between a good hotel room and a flat. Then on the fifteenth level there is the penthouse. Yep, Lucreziea and Milliardo get the WHOLE floor to themselves… Not a very high building is it you say? Well on the 16th floor is the gym – yep, the WHOLE floor, just for a gym… it's a pretty good one actually. I'm getting a membership later…

Any who so I was helping them move into this AMAZING HOME WHICH I WAS SO JEALOUS OF AND WAS ABOUT TO EXPLODE BECAUSE OF IT… when… my mobile rang. It's this cute sexy little Prussian blue coloured phone with gold lining… man is it just me or do I get distracted easily? Any who, my mobile rang and I nearly leaped out of my skin when it did, I mean, I'd forgotten that I even had it with me… it's a good thing that I don't drop things when I'm surprised – I just hold them tighter and squeeze them to death – because I was holding a box of those china cutlery and plates that you use on VERY special occasions when it rang. So placing the box of china-wear down VERY carefully in the kitchen I raced past the dining table, hallway and into the living room to the couch where I'd dumped my bag when I'd first come in. Having to place fingers in both ears to quite unsuccessfully block out some of the sound of 'Never Had a Dream Come True' that my phone was blaring like a fog horn does to other ships. When, I tripped over the edge of the coffee table landing flat on my face beside the couch… brilliant. So without further ado I picked up my still blaring mobile and pressed the 'Accept Call' button – FINALLY ending the rendition of 'Never Had a Dream Come True' and lifting my sore face up off the carpet I answered and being the calm, cool, considerate person that I was feeling after having my ears blown off and my face flattened answered the phone with 'What the hell do you fricken want?'

There was a LONG pause at the other end, and then. 'Girl is this a bad time?' Nobody and I MEAN NOBODY calls me 'girl' when they pic up the phone except Trowa's twin.

'Ah, Cath, is this you? Sorry, but, I just fell flat on face after a fight with the coffee table.' Yeah, real intelligent answer – rates along side those of stupefied stares, garbled grunts and mute-yet-moving mouth-actions.

'Yeah, hello gurl, this is me. Life should be-

'Ah, Cath? Did you call just to sing that song in my ear again * cough * badly * cough* or was there a purpose in mind behind this call?' Oh yes I'm feeling very nice today – a, tell me what you want and get off the line response – ni-ice.

'You sure this isn't a bad time?' Breathe girl, just breathe I was telling myself… wonder why I was so moody? Well… let's just say it's THAT time of the month…

'Not Cath, this is just my moody season…' Let us see what she responds with.

'Oh… so...' the tone was deceptively innocent…but… I did NOT come down in the last shower so I was able to – barely I might add Cath's good at it – pick it up. 'You wouldn't be up to going to Scaberdarb's Skimphole then would you?'

I just about exploded. I'm surprised that Cath isn't permanently deaf in whatever ear she holds the phone to after I screamed my 'I would so absolutely love to' response. Before dancing around the apartment eliciting strange looks from the other two residents currently located on this floor (Lucreziea and Milliardo remember? THEY"RE still here…). Well… what was I supposed to do? Jump up onto the roof and sing 'That's the Way I Like It?' Any who, moving on from my progressively weirder and weirder psychotic state… So… details down and permission granted from over-protective parents I… was going to…. SCABERDARD'S SKIMPHOLE TOMORROW!!!

O-my-god!!! I could barely believe it after hanging up the phone… I don't know HOW I'm gonna sleep tonight… actually probably won't sleep at all… probably be too damn excited… and I'm not now you say? OF COURSE I AM!!!!! Nevertheless, … when it's tomorrow… IT'LL ONLY BE A COUPLE HOURS / MINUTES TILL I'M THERE!!!!!

I was sooo far into la-la land that Lucy (Lucreziea Noin) had to slap me on the upside of the head to bring me back to reality… AND SHE HITS HARD!!!!! Well… I guess being as athletic as she is and working out with Milliardo all the time really pays off… actually… I wonder how much working out she actually does with Milliardo… wonder if it's 'perving out' or maybe even… MAKING OUT time that she spends with him if you catch my drift!!!! Hehehe… bad dirty mind BAD DIRY MIND!!!

So, after pulling myself off the floor and placing the mobile back with the rest of my belongings the three of us continued to furnish Milliardo's and Lucy's new apartment. It is GORGEOUS!!! I am SO jealous… oh well… they DO deserve it… the only thing that confused my about the whole thing after we finished around noon was that they had furnished 2 extra bedrooms… one I could understand … you know for guests and things but TWO!?!?! I asked them if they were sleeping in different rooms and they just laughed and exchanged a secretive glance – of course after convincing me that yes they were sharing a room – the master bedroom if I must know… OKAY OKAY just because I can be REALLY nosy… oh yeah, one of the other bedrooms was a guest room they said, and before my mind caught up with me my mobile rang again.

Eyebrow raised, I followed the sound of 'Never Had a Dream Come True' to the living room (newly completely finished) to where my stuff was and picked up my phone. Thank the Lord I had had the commonsense to turn the sound down earlier after that last call from Cath.

What I couldn't guess was why someone else would be ringing me… it's not like I was needed anywhere else and I HAD already finished my homework… no… don't look at me like I'm stark crazy I had…so… curiosity aroused I made my way to the couch and bent to pick up the loudly blaring phone, brushing a few way-ward strands of hair back as I did so… 'Hello…?' was all I managed to get in before a voice quite akin to a smugly purring cat who has just downed a couple of birds questioned 'would you like to come to lunch with me?' There was only ONE person I knew who could sound that much like a cat and get away with it… 'Doro-chan? That you?'

'Yess.' The voice purred – I would just HAVE to find out what this little kitty had been eating – at the other end of the line 'So… , has the offer been accepted my assiduous civil servant?'

Nobody is allowed to sound like that and make a backhanded compliment sound that good in one go… ooohh… was my jealousy factor getting a major workout today or what? Any who… , wonder why Doro-chan's sounding THAT smug… well… if I got… then I can find out… can you hear that little conniving part working as well? Hehe… 'Ya, Doro-chan I'd love to go… where and when… my duties are done for the day.'

'Tokimo's in half an hour…' she paused waiting patiently for me to clumsily grab a pen and piece a paper and write it down. 'Got it?' She asked in response to the scratching of pen on paper.

'Got it… Tokimo's, in half an hour… k then… see you at 1:30pm.'

'Sayonara.' And with that she hung up the phone. So inquisitiveness animated, a quick good bye to Lucy and Milliardo and a grumpy taxi driver later I was at Tokimo's. At first glance it seemed Doro-chan had yet to arrive so I coerced a nearby waiter into the task of finding me a table and sat around to wait. Half way through my 3rd soda pop I saw a distinctive blond ambling through the doors of the restaurant, brown-haired boyfriend in tow. I don't think I've ever moved so fast as I grabbed a menu and stuck it up in front of my face – it took a second for me to realise that reading a menu upside down is a bit more suspicious than just plain staring so, turning it round I watched the couple over the top of the lamination.

Laughing and cajoling each other the two proceeded to steal the attention of all contained within the restaurant until a point at which I though 'screw this' and dropped the menu – freeing up the eyesight of both my eyes – all to better to see them with and watched unhindered.

I felt my hands tightening into white-knuckled fists of rage, eyes narrowing into tiny slits that would make even the most agro of dragons proud – I probably just about looked like one too – all I was missing was the fire and smoke – ahh… no… sorry got that… I was pissed. That little witch of a bitch had stolen MY boy… little whore I'm gonna… thankfully for the powder-puff princess my sinister thoughts of slaughter her slashed by none other than the VERY later indeed Doro-chan.

'Hey girl… loosen up will ya… look I know that you wanted Duo but lifes a bitch and then you die' here she shrugged 'deal with it.'

I looked up to her, face white with wrath 'You wouldn't be saying that if the little snake slithered in and wrapped her slimy hands around Quatre.' That must have been like a slap in the face for Dorothy as she turned from Princess-Praiser to Death-and-Demise Determiner in a matter of 0.1 seconds flat. Even I was impressed. But then Dorothy did something that caused me gape in stupefied wonder … or shock even now I can't tell which… as she bounded over to the now-kissing-couple and tapped the She-Deevil on the shoulder. 'Hey Relena I just wanted to tell you before I like forgot that I saw this like TOTALLY awesome like sale on in the shoe-store down town you know like the one where you got those like TOTALLY FABULOUS pink shoes from!' I paled in complexion until I resembled something akin to a white that even a ghost would be proud of. As I watched, rapidly loosing my appetite as Dorothy proceeded to tell Relena and her boyfriend all about this sale she'd seen. As soon as she'd finished Relena and her beau were out of the restaurant so fast you couldn't see them for the dust. And then Dorothy turned around and bowed 'Thankyou, thankyou, no autographs please.' And made her way back over to me as the whole store applauded. I mean just because Relena was dating DUO didn't mean that they had to flaunt they're… ah… togetherness all over town.

As I had this internal debate a women looking in her mid-twenties walked over to the insanely grinning Dorothy and placed a hand on her shoulder. 'Ah… I RUN that store you were talking about and we aren't having a sale for another month and a half at least… what where you….'

Dorothy looked at the lady and smiled, smoothing out the playful evilness in it 'I'm sorry but I just HAD to do SOMETHING about that… well… you saw…' and with that she took her seat aside me.

I looked at the Cheshire cat smile adorning her face and sighed in relief as I realised that she had only found an innocent way of shooing the She-Deevil out of the store before I blew my brains and launched an attack at her. I gave her an appreciative smile to which she nodded and asked 'Shall we order?'

The rest of the meal passed by in relative tameness… the discussing of boys, boyfriends, clothes, boys, the food, friends, school, boyfriends etc… until I realised that the reason for the out of the blue luncheon had not yet come to surface. 'Ah, Doro-chan, didn't you have a reason for inviting me when you rang an hour or two ago? You know, when we agreed to meet for lunch?'

She looked at me from under the scariest pair of grey eyebrows you've ever seen. No offence intended but they look like a pair of aged cockroaches that crawled onto her face one night and forgot to get off the next morning… either that or died there… so any who while I was deciding whether or not her eyebrows where actually alive or not she prepared to delve into her stores of knowledge and gossip for the latest information that for some reason she had decided only I was to be worthy of. I was so involved in watching her eyebrows I missed her answer. 'Hm?'

Dorothy just rolled her eyes. 'You really should pay attention more often… I said that Casey Jay is saying that one of the Fabulous Four (authors note: the Fabulous Four consist of the four hottest guys in school: Duo, Trowa, Quatre and Wufei) are CHEATING on their girlfriend.' THAT got my attention. My head snapped up and I looked at Dorothy, concern clearly written all over my face. 'If the sorry bastard whose doing that is yo-' I never got to finish my sentence as she waved her hand dismissively. 'It's not Quatre, I mean seriously, no offence but he wouldn't touch a fly let alone CHEAT on me.' I nodded in understanding, yes Quatre would never do something like THAT he was exactly as Dorothy stated – as docile as a lamb. I thought this over as we ordered a round of coffees. It wasn't Quatre – Dorothy would know – and it COULDN"T be Wufei… at least I don't think it could be him anyway… I mean… we don't even know if he dates and you've gotta have one of THOSE before you can cheat on them. That just left Trowa and… DUO!!! My eyes snapped up to snaffle Dorothy's attention. My question clear she just nodded. I felt my eyes grow to impossible sizes to resemble saucers that an invasion of aliens could've called home to. It was then that Dorothy brought out the reason she was telling me this. 'Casey Jay thinks he's dating you.'

My nerves, frayed from too much excitement today, couldn't handle the overload of frustration and I promptly burst into tears. Arms wrapped around me and soft words were said in a vain attempt to stem the flow of my tears and the mounting levels of my escalating anger. It grew to heights untameable and from there, to a maelstrom of fury and spite. It was far too much for a day that started far too good. I ran. Ran out the restaurant doors and past streets and alleys that blurred together with unsurmountable deluges of tears.

I arrived at my favourite park. Lover's Landing if I remember correctly was it's original name. Long before wars and golden ages, tales of magic and kings, before the Colonies and Mars, when it was just Earth and the stars beyond, that were always just out of reach. Like my sanity was at the moment in time. It seemed to stand still for a moment, for a moment I just watched, tear-mottled face, large quivering blue eyes revelling in the beauty that was ever-present in Earth-bound nature. It's originality and wonder. But for a moment time stood still and not a moment longer.

I turned to see a car, speeding down towards me, and in the dark… wait DARK? How long had I been here? … The car wasn't stopping to wait for my speculations to be decided and continued its unbidden assault towards me. The ramifications of the situation hit home a little to late. And, as I turned to scream, shutting my eyes against this nightmare. I felt it. It slammed into my side, knocking feet and breath from me. I felt the cool concrete beneath me and vaguely thought that the way the car hit felt weird. Almost like an angel's arms had closed around me… throwing me unto safety. I opened my eyes to find myself sitting on freezing cement, the car long since screaming away into the night… but… what had happened? I've no knowledge of if I'll ever find the meaning of what occurred in that instance. But, I knew what was about to happen. And I know what didn't. And for my tired brain, that is enough for the night. So, exhausted and with many a thought to ponder I began the long journey home.

Upon arrival I was fussed over until I just about screamed and collapsed into bed. Now, with a lot more to think about than just a trip to Skaberdarb's Skimphole. Lot's more.

Girl With a Seraph, Signing Off Next time on The Secret Diary of… WHOM? (Hehe… not really a secret who it is anymore is it if you've been reading it carefully *shrugs* or not so… doesn't require much brain power) the trip to Skaberdarb's Skimphole. The author of this diary has a lot more to think about than just keeping up appearances. And it looks to be a long day when another confrontation with Relena surfaces – post her hearing about things from Casey Jay. It looks to be interesting on the next instalment of The Secret Diary of… WHOM?

Interesting chapter ne? The next one and this. Please review. ^-^ Next chapter will be up on *looks at calendar* the 27th of April. BYE!!!!!