Serena had never ridden in a limo before. Infact, she only saw them on TV shows. But in TV shows they usually had a small fridge or extremely huge speakers... this one had, well, flowers. It's not that she hated flowers; she was just a little disappointed. She twirled some of her golden hair in between her fingers and sighed as she watched the scenery through the tinted window. It had been a rough day for her. She tried to convince the doctor that she would be fine to go off by herself but nooooooooo she had to go home with this over polite aristocrat. Serena mentally slapped herself. This Quatre boy was nice; she didn't mean to think anything like that of him.
"Miss Serena are you all right?" Quatre asked with concern in his voice.
"I'm fine Quatre just a little... confused," she stated. "What's happening makes no sense to me whatsoever. I know I lived in Tokyo, I know I have a family there along with friends and..."
"Serena?" She looked at him with tears threatening to fall. It hurt so much; she didn't understand why he had to die. "I'm going to everything in my power to find the man who killed your boyfriend," he assured her.
"Thank you Quatre," she said. She attempted to smile.
"Master Quatre we're here," the driver said.
"Thank you, Rashid. Serena, I hope you'll find our stay with us comfortable. But you might want to watch out for my sisters... They'll start to smother you when they see you."
"I've never had sisters before," she stated almost happily.
"Believe me," he said, "you're going to wish you hadn't." She raised an eyebrow at him. "Don't get me wrong! I love all of my sisters. Every one of them! It's just getting dressed up as a girl doesn't make it very easy on me. They'll all love you, I promise."
"You're acting as if I am part of the family," she said in monotone.
"...I'm sorry Miss Serena. I know you want to wait till we find out about your family. I apologize." Quatre said.
She smiled at him. "I'm sorry if it sounded like I was angry at you. It's just really confusing. I just want to find my parents and get home."
"I completely understand."
"Thank you for everything Quatre. Especially for putting up with me!" She gave him genuine 'Serena' smile. "I hope that we can become good friends!"
"Me too. Speaking of friends, I have one staying at my house right now. His name is Trowa Barton and he's my best friend," he said as the car came to a stop. He opened the door held it for Serena. "He doesn't talk a lot, but he's still nice to be around."
She got out and started walking up the steps of his house, er, mansion with Quatre at her side. She had never felt so small before in her life. "You sure you live here?"
Quatre laughed. "I'm positive I live here. Along with many other twice this size. Come on, I'll have my servants make a room for you. After that we can have supper. Excuse me, ma'am but can you take Serena here to a guest room?" he asked one of the maids.
"Yes Master Quatre. Come this was Mistress Serena," she said and took her to an upstairs room.
"Quatre!" he turned around to see who was calling him. He smiled.
"Relena, what are you doing here?" He walked up to her and hugged her.
"I was in the area for a conference and someone told me you were staying here so I stopped by," she said.
Trowa walked out of the library and leaned on the wall. "Hey Quatre. Mind telling us what happened with Heero?"
"It's kind of long," Quatre stated as he sat down on the couch. Relena took a seat beside him and Trowa was in a large chair to the right of the couch. "Heero found a girl out in the woods with a bullet wound in her stomach." Relena gasped and put her hands over her mouth. "Yeah, I know. Well any way, he took her to the hospital and then called me up. You see the computer couldn't find any information on her or her family from fingerprints or DNA tests. If nothing shows up, I've agreed to adopt her as a sister."
"What does she say about her family?" Trowa asked.
"...She thinks she lives in Tokyo, Japan. She remembers distinctly that her boyfriend was shot to death so the doctors think that she might have a mental block of her past, a forced amnesia if you will. She might have read about Tokyo before, and then forced herself to 'remember' it."
"That's so sad," Relena said. "Maybe pacifism hasn't been truly achieved."
"What is going to happen to the girl?" Trowa asked.
"I'm going to enroll her into St. Gabriel's with the rest of us. There's nothing else I can think of other then help her get on with her life."
"Heero?"
"He's here. I believe he's in the workout room," Quatre stated.
"I'm going to go find-"
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGG!" Quatre and Trowa pulled out their guns as they ran towards the scream. When Quatre realized it came from Serena's room, he sprinted full speed with Trowa right behind him. Unfortunately, Trowa was concerned to see what was wrong he didn't see Quatre skid to a stop and ran right into him. From the floor, the two ex-pilots watched as a rather embarrassing scene unraveled.
"YOU PERVERT!" Serena screamed as she hit Heero repeatedly over the head with her fists. "I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU!"
"Um, Ms Serena?"
"Quatre!" Serena whined. "He, he, he-"
"It was an accident," he said.
"YOU HENTAI!" she screamed and resumed beating him over the head.
"What exactly did Heero do?" Trowa asked.
She started to pout and pointed at Heero. "He walked in on my room while I was changing into the clothes your maid gave me!!"
Heero scowled. "That's why you lock the door."
"THAT'S WHY YOU KNOCK!" she screamed. Even Heero had to wince at its pitch.
"Ms Serena, I'll have a talk with Heero. Why don't you change into those clothes now?" Quatre suggested. "Then we can have something to eat."
Serena immediately perked up at the mention of food. "Thank you Quatre! I think I will!! Oh, and it's just Serena," she said and smiled.
"All right Serena. I'll see you in a bit," Quatre said. After she closed the door to her room, he addressed Heero. "You realized you just walked into my sister's room while she was dressing.
Heero threw his hands up. "I'm sorry! I thought she might be sleeping or something so I didn't want to wake her up by knocking. I just wanted to make sure that she was..."
Quatre smiled. "You were making sure that she was all right?"
"Hn."
Serena threw the door open and skipped over to Quatre. "I'm ready! Gosh I'm starved I don't think I've eaten in three whole hours!"
He smiled. "We're having Italian tonight, I hope you don't mind."
"WOO HOO!"
'What an odd person,' Heero thought as he followed the group. 'Hn.'
"Can I speak to you for a sec?" Heero asked Quatre. "Sure. Trowa, would you show everyone to the dinning room.
"Quatre, her wound is completely gone," Heero said.
"What? How would you know- oh," he said and blushed. "Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"What do you want me to do about it?"
"Nothing. I just thought it would be important to inform you of it. I'll do something about it."
"Don't hurt her Heero," Quatre said.
"Hn," he grunted and walked to the dinning room.
AN: GW/SM's not mine but the story is yadda yadda yadda.
"Miss Serena are you all right?" Quatre asked with concern in his voice.
"I'm fine Quatre just a little... confused," she stated. "What's happening makes no sense to me whatsoever. I know I lived in Tokyo, I know I have a family there along with friends and..."
"Serena?" She looked at him with tears threatening to fall. It hurt so much; she didn't understand why he had to die. "I'm going to everything in my power to find the man who killed your boyfriend," he assured her.
"Thank you Quatre," she said. She attempted to smile.
"Master Quatre we're here," the driver said.
"Thank you, Rashid. Serena, I hope you'll find our stay with us comfortable. But you might want to watch out for my sisters... They'll start to smother you when they see you."
"I've never had sisters before," she stated almost happily.
"Believe me," he said, "you're going to wish you hadn't." She raised an eyebrow at him. "Don't get me wrong! I love all of my sisters. Every one of them! It's just getting dressed up as a girl doesn't make it very easy on me. They'll all love you, I promise."
"You're acting as if I am part of the family," she said in monotone.
"...I'm sorry Miss Serena. I know you want to wait till we find out about your family. I apologize." Quatre said.
She smiled at him. "I'm sorry if it sounded like I was angry at you. It's just really confusing. I just want to find my parents and get home."
"I completely understand."
"Thank you for everything Quatre. Especially for putting up with me!" She gave him genuine 'Serena' smile. "I hope that we can become good friends!"
"Me too. Speaking of friends, I have one staying at my house right now. His name is Trowa Barton and he's my best friend," he said as the car came to a stop. He opened the door held it for Serena. "He doesn't talk a lot, but he's still nice to be around."
She got out and started walking up the steps of his house, er, mansion with Quatre at her side. She had never felt so small before in her life. "You sure you live here?"
Quatre laughed. "I'm positive I live here. Along with many other twice this size. Come on, I'll have my servants make a room for you. After that we can have supper. Excuse me, ma'am but can you take Serena here to a guest room?" he asked one of the maids.
"Yes Master Quatre. Come this was Mistress Serena," she said and took her to an upstairs room.
"Quatre!" he turned around to see who was calling him. He smiled.
"Relena, what are you doing here?" He walked up to her and hugged her.
"I was in the area for a conference and someone told me you were staying here so I stopped by," she said.
Trowa walked out of the library and leaned on the wall. "Hey Quatre. Mind telling us what happened with Heero?"
"It's kind of long," Quatre stated as he sat down on the couch. Relena took a seat beside him and Trowa was in a large chair to the right of the couch. "Heero found a girl out in the woods with a bullet wound in her stomach." Relena gasped and put her hands over her mouth. "Yeah, I know. Well any way, he took her to the hospital and then called me up. You see the computer couldn't find any information on her or her family from fingerprints or DNA tests. If nothing shows up, I've agreed to adopt her as a sister."
"What does she say about her family?" Trowa asked.
"...She thinks she lives in Tokyo, Japan. She remembers distinctly that her boyfriend was shot to death so the doctors think that she might have a mental block of her past, a forced amnesia if you will. She might have read about Tokyo before, and then forced herself to 'remember' it."
"That's so sad," Relena said. "Maybe pacifism hasn't been truly achieved."
"What is going to happen to the girl?" Trowa asked.
"I'm going to enroll her into St. Gabriel's with the rest of us. There's nothing else I can think of other then help her get on with her life."
"Heero?"
"He's here. I believe he's in the workout room," Quatre stated.
"I'm going to go find-"
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGG!" Quatre and Trowa pulled out their guns as they ran towards the scream. When Quatre realized it came from Serena's room, he sprinted full speed with Trowa right behind him. Unfortunately, Trowa was concerned to see what was wrong he didn't see Quatre skid to a stop and ran right into him. From the floor, the two ex-pilots watched as a rather embarrassing scene unraveled.
"YOU PERVERT!" Serena screamed as she hit Heero repeatedly over the head with her fists. "I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU!"
"Um, Ms Serena?"
"Quatre!" Serena whined. "He, he, he-"
"It was an accident," he said.
"YOU HENTAI!" she screamed and resumed beating him over the head.
"What exactly did Heero do?" Trowa asked.
She started to pout and pointed at Heero. "He walked in on my room while I was changing into the clothes your maid gave me!!"
Heero scowled. "That's why you lock the door."
"THAT'S WHY YOU KNOCK!" she screamed. Even Heero had to wince at its pitch.
"Ms Serena, I'll have a talk with Heero. Why don't you change into those clothes now?" Quatre suggested. "Then we can have something to eat."
Serena immediately perked up at the mention of food. "Thank you Quatre! I think I will!! Oh, and it's just Serena," she said and smiled.
"All right Serena. I'll see you in a bit," Quatre said. After she closed the door to her room, he addressed Heero. "You realized you just walked into my sister's room while she was dressing.
Heero threw his hands up. "I'm sorry! I thought she might be sleeping or something so I didn't want to wake her up by knocking. I just wanted to make sure that she was..."
Quatre smiled. "You were making sure that she was all right?"
"Hn."
Serena threw the door open and skipped over to Quatre. "I'm ready! Gosh I'm starved I don't think I've eaten in three whole hours!"
He smiled. "We're having Italian tonight, I hope you don't mind."
"WOO HOO!"
'What an odd person,' Heero thought as he followed the group. 'Hn.'
"Can I speak to you for a sec?" Heero asked Quatre. "Sure. Trowa, would you show everyone to the dinning room.
"Quatre, her wound is completely gone," Heero said.
"What? How would you know- oh," he said and blushed. "Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"What do you want me to do about it?"
"Nothing. I just thought it would be important to inform you of it. I'll do something about it."
"Don't hurt her Heero," Quatre said.
"Hn," he grunted and walked to the dinning room.
AN: GW/SM's not mine but the story is yadda yadda yadda.
