Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or Sailor Moon…::sigh::

Editors: Thank you! Again! Lol … ::sigh:: I'm kind of depressed … hmm … well anyhow. Thanks to Lady Artemis, Usagi Asia Maxwell, and Autumn Hime.

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Okay, breath Hiiro, breath, he instructed himself as Usagi walked into Quatre's room, intending to inform the others of their little bet. Breathing didn't help. Nothing helped get rid of the highly uneasy feeling, the same type of feeling that he experienced every time a mission was going awry. He believed it was termed worry?

Striding not so confidently into the orange-themed room, he saw what he had never thought would happen before the earth became extinct – a meek Duo. If that wasn't enough to walk back out of the room in a daze, the next sight decided it – Wufei and Trowa appeared to be cowering from the genially chatting blonde pilot. He walked out of the room, muttering oddities under his breath. But that didn't stop him from eavesdropping.

He heard a quiet, "Are you sure about this?" from Quatre followed by a, "Well, I believe I have the equipment."

Hmmm … so Usagi was going to use Sandrock this time? He pressed his ear to the door again before instantly jerking back as Quatre … roared? Okay … he didn't have time to process the thought before Duo ran, screaming his head off, past him and down the hall. Usagi walked calmly out, followed by Quatre carrying a rectangular box.

At his questioning look, Usagi tranquilly said, "Duo commented that Quatre's matchmaking schemes were all useless."

The obvious answer came to mind – "Oh."

"We can do this in the den, if you want, Hiiro," she continued lightly, nodding at the box in Quatre's hands.

He looked at her incredulously. "You want to do a Gundam battle in Quatre's den?" And Quatre is okay with this? he had wanted to add, but she was giggling at him.

"Idiot, this is a battle of wits," she teased lightly.

He felt his eyes narrow and saw her shrink back slightly from the fire that was undoubtedly burning in them. "You made me worry for this?" he growled out.

She gulped and chuckled nervously.

"Uh, why don't we get started?" Quatre interrupted quickly.

"What game?"

"Chess."

"Do you even know how to play chess?" This time, he had to admit, he had gone too far. Funny, he had never had a big mouth before.

"Very funny, Hiiro Yui. Mark my words, I'm getting rid of that sense of humor of yours when I get the chance!" In one month, her mind added softly.

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Relena heaved a sigh as she sat down. Who was this girl that Hiiro seemed to be confused and oddly infatuated with? A pang of bitterness and what jealousy was described to be shot through her. She … was jealous? Of the girl? Obviously Quatre had already filled her in about the whole writer of the manga story but … was it true she was only written about by some girl maybe even younger than she was? Was her life predetermined or soon to be by this girl? Was there no purpose for her anymore?

Her honey strands of hair whirled around as she shook her head quickly. She mustn't let these unproven theories get to her. The girl could simply by lying after all. But … she seemed so genuine too. Relena sighed again. She was arguing with herself again – one of the first signs of insanity.

What did he think of her now? She had known the girl, ah, Usagi, had been around the corner and purposely adjusted to the new piece of information. Originally, she was simply going to talk to the person she had fallen in love at first sight with … but in the end, she confessed her feelings. The conversation had went a little something like this:

"Hiiro! Boy am I glad to have found you!"

He had turned around and looked defiantly into her eyes as she tried to refrain from giggling.

"I really have no idea how to find my way around this mansion of Quatre's! It took forever to understand the Paris, Hong Kong, Milan, and Calcutta ones … this is too much!"

"Hn."

"So how are you?"

"Fine."

"Hiiro … do you hate me?"

He had stuttered a bit at this question. "No."

"Do you like Usagi more?"

"I don't know." This answer had came out easily and instantly.

"Hiiro … ever since I met you on that beach … Hiiro … I love you! I love you despite your lack of emotions and cool exterior! In fact, that's what I love about you! You're … you're a dream come true!"

"Are you forcing me into this relationship?"

"N-no! I simply … I'll make you fall in love with me!" she had blurted out and quickly pressed her lips to his. When she had pulled away, he remained unmoved, stiff and unrelenting.

A long silence had followed as she bowed her head in embarrassment before his quiet voice intoned, "It's almost time for lunch. I know the way to the dining room."

Did he hate her? She knew she wouldn't be able to stand it if he did. And if that admirer of hers who stated that the stars were shining more brightly because of her was true … well, maybe earth could live with the stars being a little dimmer.

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"Um, so." She cleared her throat uncomfortably. "Can anybody teach me how to play chess?"

"Usagi!" Quatre scolded. "You called the terms and you didn't even know how to play chess?!"

"Well it had to be as fair as I could make it … I mean, unless Hiiro would like to engage in a painting contest … which is my forte."

"Trivia maybe?" Trowa suggested.

Usagi shrugged. Hiiro nodded his consent.

"I'll go get some questions ready," Quatre jumped up quickly and shot a meaningful look to the other three of his comrades. "Why don't you guys show me some places where I can get them?"

Trowa and Wufei both nodded, but Duo, being his usual clueless self cheerfully said, "I'm sure you two won't need me!"

"Yes we will," Wufei hinted.

"No it's okay!" had been the cheerful response.

"Yes we will!" Quatre growled.

Duo blinked confusedly. Trowa had been the one to administer the proper action – he tugged Duo by the ear out of the room, motioning for the other two to follow him.

Hiiro raised an eyebrow towards the only other person in the room. Usagi shrugged.

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She had heard about the contest and didn't know what to think … or rather what to do. What to do? Hiiro didn't seem likely to return her feelings … until she makes him fall in love with her. Perhaps she should go watch the contest? Perhaps not? Or administer eeny meeny minie moe? Relena flopped down onto her bed in annoyance.

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An awkward silence had followed after the four more talkative presences in the room left. Usagi shifted uncomfortably.

"So, uh, how's Relena?"

"Fine." The stoic answer echoed sullenly in the room.

She sighed in annoyance. He obviously wasn't going to give her any more information, and she was more than a little curious about the outcome of their last conversation. How did Hiiro truly feel about what Relena had confessed and then done?

His voice shattered her train of thought this time. "What had led you to call this challenge?"

"I, uh … do you find pleasure in making me uncomfortable, or are you just dense?" she ranted, pushing her chair back and standing up angrily.

"You created me. Answer it yourself."

She was speechless. "I'm sorry," she mumbled and sat back down slowly. "I … I think I'm in love with you Hiiro."

Nothing greeted her confession except her mind's dull rambling consisting of, "Think, Usagi? Think? You must be dense if you truly only think you're in love with him!"

"Don't worry about it, Hiiro," she finally murmured. "Just think about it, if you will. You don't have to let it affect your actions and words."

"Got them!" Duo cried happily as he skipped into the room, but even he could feel the depression of the ambiance. "What's up?" he questioned quietly as he slowed to a stop.

The odangoed girl sitting opposite of Hiiro shook her head slowly and put on a smile. "Nothing, Duo. Let's start, shall we?"

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Hiiro's map would undoubtedly be much more effective had she been able to read it. Damn it! She's lost again. What is up with her life?

Turning the map at an angle, she sighed and tried to decode it. What were those little blue squiggles? And the red triangles? It looked like the drawing of some kindergartner, for goodness sake! Lord have mercy…

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"Do you honestly believe this is a fair contest?" Trowa questioned doubtfully. Hiiro was full of facts, random or not due to that keen mind of his, trained and exercised hourly by Dr. J. Usagi … umm … she's an artist.

"I resent that! I'll have you know that I led my school's trivia team to victory!"

"If you're sure…"

"Of course I am!" she snapped, glaring at him.

"Okay then. First person to reach ten points. Each question is a point. If one person doesn't know, the other will have a shot at the point. Here we go … Hiiro, you first," Quatre instructed rapidly.

Duo unfolded a sheet of paper and blinked bemusedly at the question. "What famous woman said, 'I have always had a dread of becoming a passenger in life'?"

The answer came rapidly. "Queen Margret the second of Denmark."

"Good luck, Usagi," Duo whispered to the blonde before she pegged him with a glare. "I knew that too!" she exclaimed indignantly.

"Has anybody wondered why these questions are all related to Usagi's world and Hiiro still knows the answers?"

All eyes turned to the girl in the room. "Don't worry! I got rid of all the complications!"

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Dining room 1A? Dining room 1B? Is there is a dining room 2B?! Boy was she ever lost. Relena banged her head against the wall. How was she going to find them? A random thought flitted through her mind – ow…

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"Who was Annie Edson Taylor?" Duo fired the next question towards Usagi.

"One October twenty-fourth of 1901, she began a famous stunt tradition by going over Niagara Falls in a wooden barrel. After tumbling 175 feet Taylor emerges from her leather harness and cushion-lined barrel shaken but unhurt."

The braided boy let go of a low whistle as Quatre stared, mouth hanging.

"Hiiro, this famous Chinese philosopher believed in the usefulness of nothingness. For example, a house is useless without windows or a door. Who is he?"

"Lao Tzu, founder of Taoism."

"Oh brother…"

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Okay, so the ending place was a little odd, but I'm tired. Again. -_- High school seems to be a major jump from middle school … but I'm told that I'm lucky I'm not a Junior yet. Lol. -_-

Note the twist from chess? It wasn't planned. ^_~ Anyhow, review, please!