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Starz.

Chapter2.

It was day two when Paige awoke in the fresh, warm, soft bed covered with expensive silks and satin. She let her self relax, drowning in the sea of exquisite pillows that supported her small frame. Her room was huge, to say the least, and she felt a little out of place, clothes and make-up strewn everywhere already though made it slightly more comforting.

A sudden knock at the door awoke her from her thoughts of cleanliness and organisation,

"Miss Maxwell?" Called a servant, "Breakfast will be served in 10 minutes."

"Ok. Thank you very much!" She called back and slowly, but surely peeled off the covers before staggering towards her bathroom.

As Breakfast was being served, Paige trudged down stairs in baggy black jeans and a black t-shirt,

"Heh, she really IS Duo's daughter, I was worried for a while, with those bright colours, but . . ." Wufei snickered as she sat in a free chair,

"Huh . . .?" He murmured, looking up through scruffy bangs, "What time is it, again?"

"8am, and good morning sleepy head!" Quatre giggled softly, "Where's your father? Do you know?"

Paige shook he head whilst stifling a yawn,

"Man, why am I SO tired? I guess I had a long day, huh?" She thought and noticed that opposite her sat Yan, "Good morning Yan." She said, straining yet another yawn,

"Good morning Miss Maxwell."

"Y'know, y'can just call me Paige, k?" She said, waving a single hand in the air showing that politeness was not required,

"Very well, Miss Paige."

Paige giggled,

"Just Paige, ok?"

"Alright." He nodded slightly, "Ho did you sleep . . ." He hesitated, "Paige."

"Uhm, alright, although, I'm kinda tired."

"You look it. Perhaps you should retire after breakfast."

"Oh no Paige! You can't do that!" Quatre broke in.

Paige gave him a stunned look,

"He was listening? Strange little man . . ." She shrugged it off, "Why not?" She finally replied,

"Well, we're all going off out to the beach, well, when Duo gets up and you just CAN'T miss out!"

"No, I guess I can't . . ." She sighed slightly, leaning her face in her hand and closing her eyes,

"Heya kiddo! Sleep good?" Chorused a familiar voice,

"Good morning dad, yeah, I did, but I'm still tired!" She murmured, "And besides, that wasn't even appropriate grammar!"

"Yeah, I know . . . but . . ." He shrugged, his smile beaming with its usual charm, "Besides, since when does MY 15 year old daughter start lecturing me the proper way of speaking English, besides I'm AMAERICAN, not English."

Paige sighed, rolling her eyes; her father COULD and WAS a pain in the backside 24 hours a day. She knew all to well that these kind of statements did not show her fathers true potential or intelligence, they just got him the attention he craved from others,

"Stop acting up, Duo." Heero said coolly from opposite him,

"Hello to you too!" He chuckled with a slight wink, causing the stoic Japanese man to blush frantically. Paige raised an eyebrow,

"Note to self, do background check on past of Heero Yuy and relationship with father. There's gotta be more to it than friendship! Ask Quatre . . . or Trowa . . . Mmmm . . . Trowa . . ." The auburn haired girl went off into a fantasy about the uni-banged former pilot.

She couldn't believe it! Here was a guy that was tall, old enough to be her father and a clown by profession? Yet, she had the hugest crush on him since she had set eyes on him yesterday,

"So, beach once we've eaten?" Quatre asked,

"Sure!" Duo chirped and nudged Paige, "That'll be TONS of fun, huh kiddo?"

"Yeah . . . sure dad . . ." She murmured, still not back from her fantasies quite yet,

"Whatch'ya thinkin' 'bout?" Duo prised,

"Does it matter?" She asked, nudging him playfully,

"A boy?" He whispered low so that the chattering group couldn't hear,

"DADDY!" She exclaimed, hushed, "That's none of your business!"

"Yes it is!"

"Nuh uh!"

"Who is it? Yan?"

"What? No!"

"Trowa?" He winked,

"WHAT? How did you, uh, I mean . . . shit . . ."

"Heh . . . knew it . . ."

"Dad, please don't embarrass me! What if someone hears you? I mean, you're not exactly KNOWN for being the quietest person alive, now, are you?"

Duo looked slightly offended, but grinned, brushing off the comment,

"No worries, besides, I have TONS of practise!"

"You're very nosy, you realise this, right?" She huffed, turning to Yan and striking up a conversation with him.

Duo sighed slightly and let a small shrug follow,

"Hey, Maxwell!" Wufei broke his short train of thought, "Are you gonna finish that?" He teased.

Suddenly, the five former Gundam pilots started laughing whilst the remaining, family and friends exchanged worried and confused looks,

"Uh . . . ok, did I miss something?" Noin whispered to Zechs who sat beside her. He shrugged, shaking his head, letting long white strands of perfect hair fall into his pale face,

"What's going on? I can't see what's so funny." Yan stated bluntly,

"Beats me!" Paige sighed, moving her spoon around idly in her bowl of soggy cereal,

"Don't worry guys, it's just a joke!" Duo reassured,

"Yes, so nice of you to fill us in!" Sally replied quickly yet smoothly,

"Long story, honey, tell you 'bout it later." Wufei said, placing an arm loosely on the back of his wife's chair.

Duo tilted his head to one side, returning back to his thought. They all really had changed.

For a start, well, Quatre hadn't really changed much on the outside. He was still pretty short for his age, blonde with huge turquoise eyes and a smile to melt a heart of stone. He was, however a tad bit bouncier than previous years where their paths had crossed. Obviously, his past, not quite as rough as the others, bit still pretty bad had made him mature, although . . . as Duo watched him with Trowa, he knew that he had everything he needed.

Now Trowa on the other hand had most definitely changed! He smiled! He grinned! Heck, he even laughed now! Quatre had done a great job in breaking down those walls of resistance. He actually seemed to have a personality now, and although he had scars that would never, ever heal, he seemed to be learning, slowly, but still learning that life had more to offer than just pain.

Wufei had changed a lot as well. He was nice to him! The Chinese recluse had NEVER been nice to him! In fact, the only time he had ever popped his head out of his room was to insult him, and now, here he was acting as if they had been the best of friends all along. Duo sighed, not something he had expected of Mr Chang Wufei, but, he had to admit, he was actually a pretty reasonable guy and catching up with him was thrilling, to say the least. He had had a great life in the preventers with Sally and once their son, Yan, had been born, they'd settled down a little more, although, still working field jobs. Speaking of Yan, he was the spitting image of Wufei when he had seen him last. Deep, dark eyes accompanied by short hair slicked back into a single, short ponytail. He even followed his father's example, an interest in the ladies. Duo sniggered at this comment. Wufei had HATED women, what were the odds that he would be the only one to turn out strait? Well . . . Duo knew for a fact that he wasn't 100% strait, closer to 20% and he couldn't speak for Heero, but he was pretty sure and as for Quatre and Trowa . . . pft! That didn't even need saying. But, Yan, oh no, Yan was most definitely interested in women,

"Heh, thinks I don't see him sneaking peeks at her . . . tut tut tut . . . was I that bad when I was his age?" He thought, glancing at the Chinese teen trying hard to force down a smile as Paige giggled away.

Duo smirked slightly, shaking his head,

"What are you shaking your head for?" Heero scowled, eyebrows drawn together.

Ah, Heero. Duo suddenly remembered the Japanese object of his lust and former boyfriend. He had changed a lot, but definitely for the better. He was sociable and not so desperate to get things done and out of the way so he could go and type away on his laptop,

"I bet he didn't even bring his laptop!" He thought, leaning his face in his palm to listen in on Relena and Quatre discussing the days plans.

"Well?" Heero asked as he dropped down in the sand beside Duo,

"Well what?" He asked, frowning. It had been the first words that he had spoken since they had arrived at the beach and he didn't even comprehend,

"What were you shaking your head for? At the table? During breakfast?"

"Man! And my daughter calls ME nosy!?"

"So . . .?"

"Well, if you must know, it was because of Yan."

"Oh, I see you noticed him watching her too, huh?"

"Of course. She's my responsibility and I have to look out for her! It's my job as a father!" He paused, "What's your excuse?"

"Well, uh, as your former . . . yeah, it's my responsibility to make sure that those close to you stay safe."

"Oh, I see." Duo grinned and turned his head back to the sea where three teens chased one another, Paige being the centre of attention from the two boys, "Hmmmm."

"You don't like David, huh?"

"Nope! How'd you guess?"

"Oh, c'mon! Relena's son? You don't even like Relena!"

"Good point. What's her story, anyways? I didn't see a man on her arm, nor a ring on her finger!"

"There never was one." Heero stated calmly,

"Huh?"

"One night stand, Duo, you should try it sometime!"

"Heh, used to, all the time." He chuckled, "How'd you know this?"

"I couldn't seem to separate myself from her after the war!"

"Oh great!" Duo scoffed, "So, you stay in contact with her, but not me, huh?"

"You were hard to find!" Heero lied,

"Uh, Heero! I was on L2! Where else would I go?"

A silence fell between the pair. Heero had struck and nerve and suddenly, Duo stood,

"I'm gonna go speak to 'fei!" He muttered and sauntered off.

Heero huffed, throwing a handful of sand down onto the beach,

"Now, now, now! You should learn to control that temper of yours! Mr Yuy!"

"Duo?!" Heero looked up and smirked, "I know . . ."

Duo dropped down beside him, leaning his face close, a small smile on his lips,

"Would I be to forward, if I said that I'd missed you in all those years?"

"Not at all." Heero shook his head, "What about, if I said the same?"

Duo shook his head very slowly, chestnut bangs falling into his eyes whilst still leaning his face closer to Heero's,

"Perhaps we should . . ." Duo licked his lips,

"Talk?" Heero murmured, pressing his forehead to the loud American,

"Uh . . . huh . . . over dinner . . .?" Duo whispered,

"HEY DAD!" Came a cry that neared,

"Damn, damn DAMN!" Duo muttered through gritted teeth, pulling back from Heero, "Yeah sweetie?"

"Do you have any lotion?" She asked after a pause, giving the former pilots that lay before her a wary look,

"No . . . I don't . . ." Duo sighed,

"Great! Now I'm gonna burn!" She huffed,

"Why don't you try Quatre? He's so pale he probably carries some with him wherever he goes!" Heero stated calmly,

"Hmmm, valid point! Thanks Heero!" She said before running off,

"Yup. Just like you." Heero said, flicking Duo on the nose.

- - - To be continued . . .

Wow, I got this chapter out a LOT faster than the last, huh? I hope ya liked it and a nice juicy flashback chappie comin' up for ya next, please keep readin'!