Chapter Five

Duo laid back on his sofa in silence, the only light provided for him came from the city lights. His dashing face looked bored as he continued to flip his cell phone open and close.

The day proved to be dull, he decided to take Trowa's warning of not showing up in front of Heero or Rei. He didn't even call.

After Trowa left early in the morning Duo came straight to his apartment to just think. What exactly was he doing with Rei?

His face suddenly broke into a smirk; he wondered if she saw what made the front page? It was quite hilarious. The reporter made it like he and Minako Aino have been secret lovers for years.

His cell phone started blinking blue lights, Duo flipped it open and brought it to his ears. Before he could even say hello a rush of apologies flew from the opposite line.

"I am so sorry! There's a front-page article about us. I'm very sorry. I hope your girlfriend wasn't too mad."

Minako's melodic voice was filled with genuine concern; it was long time since he heard something other than scorning or disapproval from the other line.

"Its okay, but I really do wish you'd informed me before I got mobbed by angry fans and desperate reporters in the morning. I couldn't go out today at all."

"I wish I could've but I didn't have any privacy since this morning, my manger was extremely pissed."

" I bet he forbid you to see me again."

Duo felt disappointment rush through him at the thought. Minako Aino was such a cheerful and friendly person; despite her fame she was so ordinary. He wanted to get to know this woman more; there was something about her he was attracted to.

He heard a soft laughter and automatically smiled.

"Something like that, but I kind a of dozed off so I'm sure its okay if we talk like this for awhile."

Then it dawned to Duo what he wanted to talk to Minako about.

Do you think I love my girlfriend?

If you say you love her than you didn't love her. If you say you don't love her than you loved her.

"That was an interesting response to my question last night."

"I thought it made sense. Everything has a beginning and an end."

"Strange, I thought you were the type to believe in everlasting love."

"Maybe, but I think for you there's always an end."

The comfortable smile on Duo's face disappeared and he readjusted the cell phone from his hand. There's always an end for Duo Maxwell? This conclusion came from a woman who knew him for less than two days. What accuracy was there? Who was to say he didn't believe in everlasting love?

"Do you now?"

"Yes, if you love your girlfriend now then there was a point you didn't. If you don't love your girlfriend now then there was a point you did."

"Which one is it then?"

"That's something I don't know only you do."

Strangely this reminded him of what Trowa would always ask him. Asking him if he loved Rei, like people's feelings were supposed to be set in black and white.

"So I'm supposed to know the answer?"

"It's your heart; no one knows it better than you."

"Do you know the story of Wizard of Oz?"

"Out of topic but yeah, it's a classic tale."

"I'm the tin man. I have no heart, I can't feel, and I'm empty."

Ami said that to him about two years ago. Kind and timid Ami got extremely angry with him, screaming all sorts of curses and insults at him. If it was from anyone else he would have laughed at it and forgotten it a long time ago.

But it was from Ami, Ami his friend who always forgave and tried to understand. Except that Ami was also Rei's friend and that day Rei was physically attacked by one of Duo's women.

"No, as long as you're loved and love back your heart should be warm."

Minako's voiced sounded hurt and in pain, he came to the assumption she was sensitive to other people's feelings.

"When did you decide that I'm loved and I love someone?"

He was really curious but there was no reply from Minako. Duo took the silence as Minako's lie to try and make him feel better. How would she know if he was loved and loving back?

"If I say I loved her then I didn't love her, if I say I don't love her then I loved her? Can love really be categorized that easily? Good night."
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Ami pulled a rogue strand of her blue hair behind her ear, as she glanced around the large ballroom she felt more nervous than before. The Peacecraft family really out did themselves with the interior of the room. Classical and fancy it was like a picture out of a movie.

Ami looked at her gown again, she was wearing the dress she chose for Milliardo's 'mystery woman'. Ami quite frankly wasn't planning to wear it, though it may seem rude, but her assistant had a way with words.

Now, Ami was secretly glad for wearing the gown. Everyone was so handsome and beautiful, if she didn't worse the gown she would've felt even more out of place.

"You're looking exquisite tonight Ami."

Ami shoulders jumped up as Milliardo's husky voice tickled her ears.

"I'm a daisy in a garden of roses Mister Milliardo. The only reason no one is mocking me is because of you."

"Then I will feel grateful that I am some use to you."

There was that striking smile of his that almost seemed arrogant, it never ceased to make her feel uneasy.

"Your actions like these only make me feel uncomfortable."

Milliardo elegantly raised an eyebrow, and his intense blue eyes forced Ami to maintain eye contact.

"Or does it feel uncomfortable because you picture someone else saying my words and doing my actions."

"I apologize if I never came out straightforwardly about my feelings Mister Milliardo..."

"That's enough Ami; I don't need to hear what I already know. Excuse me I must make my rounds with my guests."

That was an attack and it nearly hurt her. She did feel bad if his actions only continued on because she had misled him.

As her deep-sea eyes followed Milliardo mingling with his other guests for a split second, Ami wondered why Milliardo was so interested in her. She was so preoccupied with her thoughts she didn't noticed two pairs of eyes on her.
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"Fascinating, how those two look good together in a subtle way."

"I wouldn't know."

They watched the fair blue haired woman slowly moving towards the fruit punch area, which happened to be located at the corner.

Relena detached her eyes from Ami and glanced at Heero who already turned away and was looking around the ballroom. She wondered if Heero was concerned about his friend being alone and feeling like an intruder.

After all, Ami Mizuno didn't blend well with in place like these and with the kind of people here, regardless of how beautiful she looked and what a terrific person she was. People here were rich and successful or held futures paved in gold. Vanity and greed coloured these people, and Relena believed Ami Mizuno was a clean pure person.

Heero took a sip of his drink and glimpsed towards where Ami was. Relena was too quick to miss this act.

"My brother isn't a bad person Heero; you can give Ami your blessing."

"Whether Ami likes him or not has not been confirmed, though it's none of my business."

"Ami is your friend I believe you should show some interest."

"She can take care of herself."

Relena indistinctly frowned, then what reason did he have for being so against her brother? And if he really didn't care about Ami, whether it was because she was a friend or something else, he didn't completely disregard Ami.

"Do you think Ami's too good for my brother?"

Relena raised an eyebrow and felt a balance of shock and amusement enclosed her features.

"No answer? I'm hurt."

"Mister Peacecraft has women hanging off him."

Relena thought that maybe that was going a little too far. She knew women did the silliest and most pathetic thing to get her brother's attention but Milliardo was too classy to allow women to 'hang' off him.

A small smile rose to her face as she pictured her brother trying to act all cool headed with women clinging onto him. How many people would take him seriously then?

"Yet he shows no interest in any of them."

"He still does not clearly reject them but give them false hope."

Relena thought Heero was a little more talkative tonight, she was curious if it was Ami or her brother that caused him to speak so much.

"Because women who get hurt from love never recover."

Relena inhaled the bittersweet aroma of her drink before sipping the liquid through her lips. She knew Heero may not understand it but a woman's heart was more fragile than a china doll.

"Infatuation cannot be called love."

"Why not? Just because infatuation is something that lasts only for a while and the person is only into the physical attributions? Then the same goes for love. If like and love are connect do we not like something because of their beauty? Then does that not mean we loved their looks before we loved them?"

Taking her eyes off Heero for a moment she caught her brother's eyes from across the ballroom. He motioned with his hand for her to come towards where he was. Before Relena would excuse herself Heero struck a question that both confused and amused Heero's existence.

"Is love not beautiful?"

"Do you think it's beautiful?"

Milliardo was looking more impatient and was continuously waving his hand towards her. She placed her glass down on the table she was standing next to and prepared to leave, as she received no reply from Heero.

"I learned to take certain silence as a no. Excuse me."

As Relena took a step forward she paused and stood near Heero's ear.

"Not all infatuations are love but all love is infatuations."
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Trowa's eyes didn't leave Rei's face; he was desperate to know if she knew anything about his feelings. Slowly her surprised expression made a transition into thrill.

"Really? Who is it?"

He maintained his calm interior preparing himself mentally and emotionally for his confession. Closing his eyes for brief moment he took a deep intake of oxygen. Exposing his green orbs he saw himself in her deep violet eyes. Trowa wondered how he managed to hide his feelings for all these years.

Before he could form his lips into words Rei's cell phone started to ring. Looking annoyed she checked the caller id and he was quick enough to catch the slight joy in her eye.

Giving Trowa a quick look of apology, Rei took steps backwards and answered her call.

"You have some guts calling me, Duo Maxwell."

Though Rei spoke in an annoyed and dangerous tone her expression looked relax and almost in bliss.

She started to walk further away from him falling into a deep conversation with Duo. He wondered if Duo was psychic, what killer timing the braided man had.

For the third time Duo Maxwell was able to stop Trowa's near confession to Rei.
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"Anything interesting happen today?"

Duo's voice was mischievous and Rei could almost see the smirk on his devilishly handsome face. She wished she were there next to him so she could slap it off.

"You should know. How could I miss the huge picture of the 'IT' girl and a paparazzi picture featuring my loving boyfriend with this woman? It literally was posted everywhere."

Rei bit her lips gently to keep her temper in check she didn't want to blow up right now. She'll throw a fit in private without Duo in hearing distance.

"Well?"

Rei stopped her pacing; she could either play it cool or be straightforward. She was in no mood to play around, hence the latter sounded more pleasing.

"Did you fuck her?"

From the other line she heard a mock gasp and her lips twisted into a cynical smirk. Placing her index finger randomly in the pile of papers, Rei tossed the papers that lay before her index finger. Right before her laid an information sheet and a couple of pictures taken by other photographers of Minako Aino.

How funny it would be to serve a woman that her lover screwed as a client. If Duo's answer was a 'yes', Rei was prepared to mess up Minako Aino's career forever.

Yet if his answer was a 'no', Rei didn't think that would reassure her. When Duo didn't screw a woman on the first night they would last at least a week.

Scanning through Minako's file Rei scrunched it into a paper ball.

"Does it matter?"

His tone was set in amusement nothing very different from their usual conversations. However today there were hints of cruelty and coldness.

"I should hope so, after all you are my boyfriend."

Rei shivered as Duo's icy chuckle entered her ears and she gripped her cell phone tighter. There was something wrong with Duo something obviously displeased him today.

Dropping the paper ball in her other hand Rei pounded it on it with her feet until it was flat enough to be one with the floor. She had a feeling Duo's bad mood had to do with Minako Aino.

"Would you be jealous if I did?"

"You tell me."

Silence came between them; Rei's heart started beating a little faster as she waited for his answer. The demand wasn't that important but if Duo chose to answer that reply mattered.

"Do I have that much control over your life? To tell you how to feel."

He left her speechless and feeling a little pathetic as he hung up on her. A small smirk played on her lips, was this how he felt whenever she just hung up the phone on him without a goodbye.

Placing her cell phone back into her pocket Rei turned around and saw Trowa across the studio, just the way she left him.

A stab of guilt hit her hard watching him just stand there, not even moving, just waiting for her to finish talking to Duo.

Quickly walking towards him she flashed him a small smile.

"I can't believe he had the nerve to call."

Rei did feel bad, but she never apologized and didn't say 'sorry' to anyone, especially when it was serious. Duo always teased her about that. So giving Trowa a smile but her best way of apologizing.

"You were about to say."

Trowa's eyes on no account ever looked lively it was always just there, but when he told her that he was in love his eyes looked bright and lively. Now it looked the way it usually did.

Looking down on the floor for a moment he looked as if he was debating in his head. Rei looked away from for a time, she couldn't get Duo out of her head and what he said.

"You don't know her. She's a regular at the restaurant."

Rei returned her gaze back at Trowa, his shoulders were slumped a bit. It wasn't the pose of someone telling about the one they love. His eyes were downcast as if he refused to make eye contact with her.

Rei wondered if maybe it was a one sided love and if Trowa even talked to her.

"She has a boyfriend. She's very much in love with him and though I never seen him I'm sure he loves her."

She never saw Trowa's eyes look so sad before, a weak tiny smile on his face, Trowa looked in pain. It was the first time Trowa showed interest in the opposite sex. She found it unfortunate that it was one sided. But she couldn't let Trowa give up hope.

"Don't worry about her boyfriend Trowa! So what if she's already in love with someone? There's no crime in pursing someone that's not even legally taken."

Rei's face was set in determination, maybe those two people really did love each other but to her, her friend's feeling matter the most. Even if it would tear apart a happy couple she wanted Trowa to have that love.

"Don't give up Trowa. Stay by her side and opportunity will bound to come up. No couple in this world doesn't fight, you just need to be there when things get rough for her."

Trowa smiled at her for her encouraging words but Rei wasn't sure if it helped him. For what she could tell, Trowa looked even more upset.
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Ami crossed her arms and moved her eyes, taking in the little details of all the guests. They were all beautiful people, for the eighth time she wished she didn't come. For the majority of the night she stayed in her little corner, some people came to talk to her but once they found out she wasn't someone big they politely excused themselves.

Ami's eyes paused at the person she's been secretly looking at all night, Heero Yuy. She seen him early at the party but couldn't get the nerve to go talk to him, especially when most of his time was spent with Relena Peacecraft.

Ami released a sigh from her lips and leaned against the wall. She couldn't wait until the night was over.

Having nothing to do she continued to watch these people beautiful people associating with each other and passing by her. It was then she caught two well-known gorgeous women walking towards her, Miranda Alpert and Cassia Wilcox, close cousins of Relena and Milliardo.

"Who are you?"

Ami was glad it was Miranda Alpert that spoke to her first, compared to Cassia Wilcox, Miranda was known to be an angel. She couldn't help but marvel at Miranda's literally red hair. It was the signature colour of the Alpert family; they were known to be volatile red heads.

"I'm Ami Mizuno."

"I think I might've heard of her, some simple clothes designer. I heard a lot of them buy from there."

Ami felt Cassia's cold blue eyes inspect her from head to toe with an obvious look of disapproval on her face. Cassia's words weren't harsh but the way she spoke them and the look she gave froze a person's soul.

"Looks like they're making it quite easy for anyone to be on the guest list."

"It might make their image look good in the eyes of a columnist. You know, invite a poor nobody to show they care about those on the bottom of the society ladder."

Ami knew she should probably bit her tongue and ignore them. Yet it was hard to resist the urge to argue back at them. She was standing right there as they talked like she didn't exist at all.

Ami was aware she would regret talking back.

"Just because someone isn't as rich as you doesn't make him or her a poor nobody."

Miranda's expression remained a poker face; the only hint of surprise at Ami's outburst was that the tip of her lips were twitching. Cassia on the other hand was another case, her eyebrow rose to its highest and her eyes narrowed into a snake's eye. Though the smile Cassia wore moments ago was arrogant and fake it wasn't intimidating as the scowl that suddenly appeared.

"You do know what kind of a party this is. Why would you be here unless for a sympathetic vote?"

"Maybe she has a relationship going on with Milliardo? That gown, Milliardo bought it for you?"

Ami wasn't sure but she felt more than two pairs of eyes on her now and heard a few whispers. The last thing she needed was a crowd forming.

"He bough you a gown; it clearly means you're an object of his generosity or one of his toys."

"I don't appreciate you making assumptions Miss Wilcox. Mister Milliardo is not the kind of a person and neither am I."

A burst of laughter escaped from Miranda's thin lips and Ami stood her ground as the red headed woman step closer to her.

"Are you trying to say, Milliardo gave you that as a gift. And he expects nothing in return? Is that how you seduce rich men, using naivety and innocence?"

"Who can blame you? Milliardo's handsome, has a promising future, comes from a rich family, most likely to inherit the business and he happens to be interested in you. Who wouldn't take that as their ticket to happiness?"

Ami wanted to scream that she wasn't like that. They had no right to make theories about her just because they were filthy rich. But Ami couldn't find her voice; this was what she hated about herself. When she got extremely mad her voice would vanish and she couldn't say anything back.

It made her feel weak and pathetic. Maybe more than she usually felt.

"Anyone but Ami."

Her eyes grew wide when her ears ringed with his voice. Ami didn't expect him to come to her aid, after all he believed in fighting your own fights. As she glanced at him she took this as a chance to inspect her surroundings, the crowd seemed to be bigger.

"If it isn't Relena's boy toy. Back from the trip Milliardo sent you on?"

Miranda's words were filled with bitter resentment and Ami wondered when Heero felt them.

"Ami don't hand around trash."

He didn't acknowledge whether he heard Miranda or not and in her face irritation was definitely noticeable.

"Didn't know she was a friend of yours Yuy. And if you're going to tell her to not hang around trash she shouldn't be your friend anymore."

"I think you're calling the wrong person trash."

As Ami opened her mouth Cassia's glare relocated from Heero to Ami. Her scowl seemed to be mocking her now like she was a heroine from a thriller unsuspecting of what laid ahead.

"How well do you know your friend Miss Mizuno?"

Ami didn't get the chance to reply as Heero decided he knew the answer better than her.

"Well enough. Ami I don't want to see you talking to them again."

"And who the hell are you to give such a command?"

Ami was curious as to who Heero had a more dislike to, from the way his eyes narrowed at Miranda, he seemed to prefer the cold cruel Barbie to the redheaded devil in disguise.

"I'm watching out for her."

"Dislike of her association with us or afraid of the connection she's having with Peacecraft and their relatives?"

"Evidently its my dislike of the two spoiled rich girls, who make money off by being a daddy's little girl, partying around and dating rich people for their place in your little society club."

It seemed as if the whole ballroom was listening to this conversation, it was quiet enough to hear a mouse cough.

If looks could kill Miranda and Heero would've killed each other long ago. Ami wasn't sure but she saw the tip of Miranda's lips twitch into a smile.

"Yuy you have no idea the kind of hole you're digging for yourself. Don't think Relena's always going to be protecting you."

"No one's protecting me."

"Let's go Miranda. We're starting to draw attention."

Cassia didn't even spare Ami or Heero a second look and coolly walked pass. Miranda took a step before pausing to give both Heero and Ami a secretive smile.

"Thank you for this charming conversation Ami, Yuy."

Once the two walked away the crowd scattered, ignoring everything that just happened. Releasing a sigh of relief, Ami turned to face Heero with a small smile on her lips. Without giving her a chance to speak he brushed past her, leaving her with one question.

"Why did you come here Ami?"

For the ninth time she wished she didn't come.
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"Why didn't you help her?"

Relena silently came up behind Milliardo and she asked in a smooth voice, but to Milliardo it was demanding plus a little threatening. He was watching Ami throughout the whole party even when he was with other guests, it wasn't hard to sport her the blue wallflower stood out among crowds.

He knew chaos was heading Ami's way when he saw Cassia and Miranda but he chose to watch the whole scene unfold before him. Just like Relena did, except Relena was also watching to see what he would do.

His actions disappointed her and Heero's actions didn't please her.

"She doesn't want my help."

As soon as the words left his mouth, he almost laughed at the glare his sister was sending him. To her, Milliardo was some sort of a dog who would do anything to please Ami Mizuno. His amused face filled up with a smirk, this would teach her to underestimate others.

"You lost the chance to save her to Heero. Don't you think she's going to fall deeper for him and contempt you for inviting her here?"

Relena's sharp narrowed eyes glowered at Milliardo like he grew an extra head. It wasn't like he didn't take the chance that Ami's feelings for Heero would deepen but he found the result worth it.

"Maybe. I wanted to see if Heero Yuy could really save Ami Mizuno. I was curious to see what he could do for Ami."

Relena's eyes softened and the sea of green swarmed over with curiosity. Milliardo was reminded how much he and Relena had in common. It wasn't a fact he liked a lot, for he didn't believe he was a trusting person.

"Your conclusion?"

Milliardo pursed his lips into a tight frown, which raised the young woman's eyebrow. She suspected hesitation and if Milliardo held information on her now, he knew she wouldn't push him but would make sure he'll regret the choice of doing so.

"He doesn't know how to save her and there's nothing he can do. He just killed Ami's confidence. He made her feel weak and pathetic, like she truly was nobody. Ami doesn't need someone fighting for her, she needs someone supporting her and standing behind her."

Relena slowly started to nod her head; her thumb crept up to her lips as she gently bit on it. It was an old habit she had when she started calculating.

"But Heero just took charge. He even talked for her."

"He should know Miranda and Cassia's temper. They're not going to make things easy for Ami from now on."

A light amused chuckle escaped her lips; she sympathetically shook her head as waves of her hair bounced. Milliardo noticed that a few males near by were mesmerized by this action.

"Looks like Heero just dug Ami her grave."

Relena slide her heels to the side and looking over Milliardo's shoulder, Ami came into view from across the ballroom floor.

"She's standing by herself again, aren't you going to go to her? She looks awfully lonely."

Even with a smile on her face Relena's tone was serious. After the commotion that Miranda and Cassia made not much people even glanced at Ami. Not even a silent hello or a smile went by her; Relena didn't think it was fair. She also thought all these people were cowards who feared people with more green papers.

"No, I think she wants to be alone now."

"Well excuse me; I have my guest to entertain."

If her brother didn't feel like comforting Ami then she wouldn't force him to. Whatever happens to his love life wasn't any of her business. Relena turned her heels her gaze already wondering around the room in a search. Before she could take a step Milliardo roughly grabbed her arm.

"Relena, don't do or say anything that I wouldn't."

Relena coolly looked into Milliardo's eyes and without a face change she pulled her arm softly but determinedly out of his grasp.

"I'm not like you."

Without sparing her brother a second glance she walked away while his eyes tagged her. She went into the secluded balcony that now held two visitors.

"We're more similar than you would like to believe."
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"Thought I'll find you here. You made quite an impression on some of the guests."

Standing only half a meter away from Heero, Relena leaned forward on the railing. She looked up at the sky blanketed with darkness and not even a moon or stars to keep it company. The night breeze brushed past her attempting to mess up her perfectly done hair.

"I apologize if I made too much of a fuss."

"You apologize for making a fuss but not for your actions?"

"Ami is my friend."

Relena changed her positions in order to have clear view of Heero's face. She knew it was impossible to read him but Relena was proud of her ability to detect hints of emotions.

"Didn't you think Ami was strong enough to handle the situation herself?"

Milliardo told her that Heero could never save Ami but Relena was more cautious than her older sibling. She had to know the reason and cause of Heero's action. Regardless of the fact he probably killed Ami's confidence he tried to protect her.

"Ami is not a fighter. She loses the ability to speak when angered."

Relena pursed her cherry lips tightly and glanced into the blood red liquid in her glass cup. She twirled it playfully trying to think of a conclusion for what he just said. Her lips twitched into a light smile and she looked up from her cup.

"You know her well yet you lack faith in her."

"Its not about faith its about facts."

Relena's ocean green eyes gazed into Heero's solid blue eyes; if Relena didn't know any better she would've claimed Heero's eyes looked defensive.

"I must admit though I was a bit jealous. I never had anyone stand up for me, my whole entire family including the relatives believes in fighting your own fight. So I'm used to either losing or winning by myself, I was never brought up as a team player."

She paused when she felt Heero's eyes focusing on her. Looking away from Heero, Relena's eyes traveled into the ballroom in a quick search. She saw her brother talking with a few business partners of their fathers; she also noticed how his gaze shifted towards Ami once in awhile. Milliardo was proving himself to be quite the pawn of infatuation.

"I think the closest thing I got from being supported was from my brother. Though it never seemed so genuine."

Leaning forward into the railings once again, she closed her eyes feeling tired. She wasn't sure if Heero's eyes were still on her, her body was restless and the amount of alcohol she consumed didn't help.

"Perhaps I had too much to drink, there's this funny story I want to tell you that I never told anyone."

Before she could continue Heero opened his mouth, his stand seemed ready to avoid anything thrown his way.

"It might be best if I leave."

Relena didn't give Heero a chance to take a step, she felt vulnerable whenever she drank alcohol and would prefer to seem weak in front of Heero Yuy than anyone else.

"No, if not you I'll probably tell someone else, I'll prefer if it was you."

She waited for Heero to resume his previous pose, leaning against the wall arms crossed. His expression hinting nothing but that he didn't care about anything.

"It was a nice sunny day, a girl convinced her brother to play tea party with her. They ran out of cookies so they both went inside the kitchen to get some more. As they stepped into the house they heard arguing from their parents.

"A woman's name came up and major screaming followed it. That's when they both realized; they didn't have the same mother. The girl didn't believe it would change much but her brother changed. He became quieter and more competitive. His genuine love for his sister one day seemed like forced affection to her.

"We learned to act friendly and close in the eyes of public. While inside we have a relationship that could never place us on the same side."

By now Relena was clutching her hand into a tight fist and her serene ocean green eyes were burning wildly. Heero's face revealed nothing but she knew he was surprised. Whether why she was telling him the family secret or by this very fact she wasn't sure.

"You must understand this Heero, this is a family secret you can't tell anyone. After all, its still a secret that I'm after Peacecraft Corps."
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Author's Note: Its been so long that QuickEdit seems different from the last time I used it. Do you know that feeling, you know where you want to go but don't know how to get there? That's how I feel about this little story of mine. I have the ending set and everything but what happens in the middle is proving quite difficult. But I am determined to finish this...one day. Like I said, this chapter is mostly dedicated to the Relena/Heero/Ami/Milliardo square. I really want to develop them,in my opinion these four have a more messed up relationship than the pentagon relationship.Hope you enjoyed this chapter am I will try to bring the next chapter sooner than this.