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A/N: I hope you enjoyed the teaser chapter and I hope it enticed ya'll in to reading more . . . I hope thatz the case, so yeah! Please enjoy!

Starz.

Chapter One.

As the Auburn haired teenage girl appeared in the room, she smirked down upon the main that lay sprawled sulkily on his bed,

"Good morning!" She chorused, a huge smile plastered on her face,

"Ugh!" He groaned,

"Oh, c'mon daddy! Today's the day!" She huffed, marching to his side of the bed, pulling him to his feet, patting him on the head gently, "I'm gonna take Buddy over to Hilde's, k?" She asked, cocking her head to one side, placing a slender hand on a well curved hip,

"Ok, I'll be all ready when you come back." He nodded and gave her a soft kiss on the forehead,

"Oh daddy! I'm not a little kid anymore! Stop doing that!" She fussed, swotting at him indignantly.

He grinned and shrugged, patting her on the head. She glowered at him before turning and bouncing out the room,

"C'mon Buddy! Time to go see Hilde!" She called as she ran through the house.

Duo smiled and disappeared off into his adjoining bathroom. She was just a regular ball of energy, she always had been a handful, no wonder he'd never wanted any other children after her . . . or maybe it was because he had only loved one woman . . . and she'd passed away. It hadn't been true love, he'd known that all along . . . but, it had been close. As close as the American pessimist believed he would ever get.



As the pair departed the shuttle, arriving on L4 they headed strait to customs. The officer took his daughter's passport, examining the picture very carefully,

"Thank you Miss Maxwell." He said, handing it back to her with a wink.

She wrinkled her nose; taking the small book from him and moving to the side so her father could under go the same procedure. He snatched the passport from the man, glaring evilly, no one looked at his 15 year old daughter like that! How dare he!

As they wondered towards the main door, suitcases and all they spotted a chauffer, holding up a white sign with their names on,

"Mr Maxwell?" He asked as they approached, "And, Miss Maxwell?"

"Yup! That be us!" Duo beamed,

"Please follow me, I have been asked to escort you to Master Winner's estate."

"Alrighty how is Quatre, anyway?"

"Master Winner is doing perfectly fine . . ."

"That's great!" Duo smiled warmly, "So my favourite little blonde friend is good . . . I wonder how everyone else is."

At the thought of the others, his stomach churned. Heero. He glanced down at the short teen by his side and grinned,

"You'll like Quatre, Paige! He's about the same height as you, shorty!" He chuckled,

"NOT FUNNY DAD!" She growled, pushing him gently.

He wrapped his arms protectively around her as they walked to the car doors, grinning slightly as he held his only daughter in his arms, the only person so far not to fall under the dreaded Maxwell curse. She was his little ray of hope, and no one was going to take her away until they were BOTH ready!

As they pulled up outside the huge mansion, Quatre was standing at the door, waiting eagerly. Duo wasn't even completely out of the car before Quatre was wrapped around him, sobbing into his chest,

"It's been too long Duo!" He cried into the tall American.

Paige stepped out of the car on the other side and rose an eyebrow,

"You go dad!" She teased,

"Oi! Enough!" He scolded, wagging his finger at his daughter,

"Oh . . . hello!" Quatre cooed, "Are you Paige?"

"Yes . . ."

"I HAVN'T SEEN YOU SINCE YOU WERE JUST A BABY!" He screeched, running forwards and crushing her with a hug,

"Ouch . . . dad . . . dy . . . HELP!" She squealed, flapping her arms madly.

Duo folded his arms, leaning back, a small chuckle escaping his lips as he watched the small blonde cuddle his daughter affectionately,

"My! You certainly have grown! Growing into your beauty daily, I see!" Quatre exclaimed, resulting in the auburn teen to blush madly at the compliment, "Well, c'mon! I'll have Rashid show you to your rooms! Oh! I'm so excited!"

"Who else is here, Q?" Duo asked, wrapping an arm around the small blonde's shoulders,

"No one, you're the first to arrive . . . well, except for myself and Trowa of course!"

"Oh . . . I see . . . still goin' strong, huh?" Duo winked as he nudged the smaller man,

"Well . . ." He turned a deep crimson, "You could say that . . . yes, I suppose."

A little while later, Paige stepped out of her room, donning a crisp new outfit, showing off her figure perfectly. Beige jeans and a jacket to match with a light blue off the shoulder top and corded ankle boots to match. A beige baker boy hat and small bag made out of the same material as the boots complete the outfit. She swung the bag absent-mindedly as she walked down the vast staircase, following the sounds of voices, thick yet strait Auburn hair swung around her fame as she hopped from the bottom step to the foyer floor. She whirled around and headed towards the increasingly loudening voices,

"Man, how long was I up there?" She murmured as she entered the room where the party was well under way, "Typical girl!" She thought as she wove within the group of people in search for her braided father,

"There you are! C'mon! I want you to meet Wufei!" Duo exclaimed, grabbing his daughters wrist and tugging her into a small group where a tall, dark man, a small man, similar in appearance and a blonde woman stood, each holding glasses of some sort of alcoholic beverage, "Hey Wu-man! I found her!" Duo chuckled, "This is my daughter, Paige!"

Paige smiled weakly and nodded slightly,

"It's a pleasure to meet you."

The tall man smirked, bowing his head slightly, the other pair did the same thing, their drinks splashing in a circular motion within their crystal glasses,

"Hello Paige." He smiled,

"Paige, this is my co-pilot from the war, Chang Wufei."

"Hello Mr Wufei." She said,

"This is my wife, Sally and my son, Yan." He said, motioning to the others, who bowed once again.

Paige smiled and nodded,

"Hello."

"Greetings, Miss Maxwell." Sally smirked, "I figured you were Duo's when you walked into the room." She said with a slight nod,

"WUFEI! SALLY! DUO!" Someone called from the other side of the room, the three adults moving away from the two teens,

"Hmmmm, a Maxwell, huh?" Yan spoke for the first time, "From what I hear, your father is a good man."

Paige nodded,

"Yes, he is. I hear the same about yours, also."

Yan simply nodded, turning to the door, sneering slightly,

"Oh dear." He sighed,

"What?"

"Miss Relena and her son are here."

"Who's Relena?"

"You don't know?"

"Not off the top of my head . . ." Paige thought for a minute or so, "Miss Relena . . . Hmmmm . . ."

Yan rolled his eyes,

"She's very annoying, just . . . trust me!"

"OH DUO! WUFEI! ARE THEY YOUR KIDS?" The high pitch squeal made both teens turn, eyes widening, "OH SALLY! HE IS HANDSOME!"

"Run." Yan said and darted off into the depths of the room. Paige, unfortunately, was not so fast and soon found herself wrapped up in Relena's tight embrace, blonde hair encircling around them both,

"Eep!" She whimpered against the strong woman's frame, "Please let me go . . ."

"Relena . . ." Duo soothed, "Please let my daughter go."

"Oh, but she's SO cute! She cooed, "How old is she? 10?"

"I'M 15!" Paige snapped, releasing herself from Relena's grip, "And, I don't appreciate being called 'cute', thank you very much!"

Relena scowled,

"Oh Duo! She's just like YOU!" She continued, clasping her hands together under her chin,

"Uh . . . yeah . . ." Duo huffed, rolling his eyes,

"Uh . . . I'm gonna go to the bathroom . . ." Paige said, backing away cautiously,

"Ok sweetie!" Relena called, "When you come back you can meet my son! David!"

"Uh . . . no, that's ok." Paige muttered under her breath, exiting the room at a steady pace.

She wondered down a seemingly endless corridor, looking in every room, but still not finding the bathroom. She sighed in defeat, realizing that she was lost,

"Great! Now what!?" She huffed, leaning back against a locked door. Suddenly, the lock turned and the door was pulled open.

Paige lay, sprawled on her back, staring up at the accused figure, who had an eyebrow raised,

"Can I help you?"

"I was looking for the bathroom!" She snapped, "Thanks!"

"No problem." He said in a monotone, reaching down to help her to her feet,

"Thanks. The names Paige."

"Heero."

"Well, thank you Heero . . ." She said and entered the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

Upon returning back to the party, Paige scanned the room for Relena, but not seeing the crazed blonde anywhere in her sights she darted towards her father, who was standing talking to the dark haired man from earlier,

"Heero, I think his name was." She thought as she approached, placing a hand on her fathers arm, "Heya daddy!" She said, "Look! I escaped Relena, unharmed!"

Heero blinked at the young girl that had approached his former partner,

"D . . . daddy?" He stammered,

"Heh, yeah Heero! Didn't I ever tell ya that I got a daughter?" Duo chuckled, nervously,

"Hmmm, I never figured you as the family-type." Heero said with a sadden smirk, "So . . . who's the lucky lady, Duo?"

"Her name was Chloe, but she passed away when Paige here, was just a baby."

"Oh . . ." Heero trailed off, a glance of a chance rearing into view, "I'm sorry to hear that."

"Eh." Duo shrugged, dismissing it, "Hey, uh, Paige?"

"Yeah dad?"

"Didn't you wanna go speak to Yan, about something?"

"Yan? Huh? Why?"

"Paige . . . remember our talk about understanding hints?"

"Huh? Oh . . . yes . . . Yan . . . great idea . . . later . . . Mr . . .?"

"Yuy."

"Buh bye Mr Yuy!" She called over her shoulder and sauntered off into the crowd,

"Very subtle." Heero commented as the auburn teen bounded off energetically. He leant back with his arms folded,

"What can I say? Teenagers . . . pft! They just don't get tha . . ."

"Duo . . ." Heero broke in, shaking his head slightly,

"Heero . . ." Duo teased, jabbing the Japanese man lightly in the ribs for fun,

"You haven't changed one bit."

"I can see that . . . well, you sorta have!" He shrugged, scratching his head with a single index finger, "I mean, well, you still wear black, but at least it's not spandex!" He sighed, motioning towards Heero's outfit which consisted of a pair of black jeans and a black dress shirt,

"Hmmmm, what else?"

"Well, you seem more willing to talk?"

". . . yes . . ." Heero stated calmly.

Duo swallowed. This was going to be a LONG week's vacation.

- - - To be continued . . .

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