Quatre heard his father explaining to some Chinese guy how much he wanted the colony. "Buying a colony how senseless could his father get?" Quatre assumed he was bored because that was when he did stupid things, like ride the bus, or wander into the red-light district… He was deep in his thoughts when he noticed a young boy doing Kata. He stopped and stared at the sheer beauty of his style; it was almost like dancing. He was too distracted to notice that his father was gone.

It was as Quatre reached the door that the boy stopped and wiped sweat from his forehead. "A dojo is no place for a woman." This boy with slick black hair addressed Quatre as if he were nothing, which is something Quatre wasn't used to.

"I'm a guy!" Quatre half yelled.

This other boy reached for his glasses. "Pink is not a man's colour." Retrieving his glasses he put them on, and let down his hair peering disdainfully at Quatre "Oh, so you are a guy, a very girlie guy, but you are a guy." Moving to the other side of the dojo he continued the conversation. "I am Wu Fei Chang, you may call me Wu Fei."

"Hi, Wu Fei! I am Quatre Raberba Winner! Can you teach me that?"

Wu Fei thought for a second, "oh…you're a rich kid… Teach you what… Oh. No."

Quatre pouted.

Wu Fei rolled his eyes, "Martial Arts are an art style, go read a book instead."

Quatre hated it all the kids his age hated him, no one was nice to him and he was nice to everyone! The only person who had been nice to him was that boy Trowa, he lived in L3 and his father had limited him to 2 flights a month it wasn't fair. Even though he was nice to everyone, even though he had money, no one wanted to be his friend.

"Stop standing there like an Onna and help me clean up."

Quatre picked up a pile of Kendo swords and followed Wu Fei into a storage room. Quatre dropped them into the box Wu Fei pointed to and started to leave. Just as he reached the door Wu Fei threw a white belt at him, "This is for you, Onna, have a nice trip back to L4,"

Quatre was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Wu Fei smiled, "Your father doesn't have enough money or heart to tempt Master. Goodbye Onna." Wu Fei then head off to what Quatre assumed was his home.

Quatre sat on the steps of the dojo and ran the belt over in his hands waiting for his father's return. After five minutes he got bored with the belt and put it in his backpack. He took out a comic book and started to read.

R&R! thx so much for reading!

Rei signing out.