Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, I merely write Fan Fiction about it

Authors Note: Well I've totally revamped this story being as I was fourteen when I started writing it, and of course now I'm more mature and have much better writing abilities. I'm not sure if anyone really reads too much Gundam Wing Fan Fiction anymore and that I'm not just wasting my time, hopefully not.

Chapter 1: The New Girl

Somewhere on Earth

A slim figure sat at a lap top, their fingers moving deftly over the keys. The faint glow from the screen illuminated the room in a soft light. A bed sat in the left corner of the room below a window, and to the left of the bed a small bedside table with a lamp. On the right a small door leading to the bathroom was slightly ajar, blood soaked bandages loitered the floor, the red essence pooling by the shower stall. The figure kept typing until suddenly a picture popped up onto the screen. The figure paused and hit the enter key on the laptop.

"Mission accepted."

Earth: Sanc Kingdom, 8:30 am

Relena Yuy sipped at a hot cup of coffee she held in her right hand in the huge kitchen of the Sanc Palace. Sitting down on one of the stools around the island in the middle of the kitchen, she blew lightly on the steaming cup and set it down gently. Looking around the small space she spotted the latest catalogue she had received in the mail and slid it in front of her. Reaching into her pocket she pulled out a slim ballpoint pen and twisted the cap off. She licked her finger and flipped the page in her catalog, looking around and marking things here and there with a pen. Heero Yuy rounded the corner into the kitchen and smiled at his wife as he reached for the coffeepot by the microwave. Relena looked up and smiled back at him, happy to have some company.

"Did you drop off Reina?" Relena asked her husband with mild curiosity. She had been wondering why there was a lack of mayhem so early this morning. Relena was used to the ravings of her teenage daughter whether it was about school, friends or the latter, boys. Heero nodded a slight upturn at the corner of his mouth. He sat down at the table with Relena and added the finishing touches to his energy drink.

"Natalie and Nikki are going to pick her up after school and look after her. They'll be at Duo's and Hilde's for a few hours." Relena nodded her head and returned to looking at her catalogue. Heero sipped his coffee quietly, enjoying the peace and quite the mansion had to offer this early in the morning. He looked down at his wristwatch and sighed heavily rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"Well we better go, you have a lot of meetings today Relena." Heero pushed back from the table and stood. He walked over to Relena at the opposite end of the table, stood behind her and rubbed her shoulders in a circular motion trying to coax a reaction out of her. Relena's head lolled back as she revealed in the touch of Heero's skillful hands as he worked out the kinks in her shoulders. It was only Monday and she was already dreading the piles of paperwork and treaties that she knew were waiting for her to sift through. She gazed up at him, trying to convey her feeling of dread. Heero smirked and pulled Relena up from the chair, dragging her to the waiting car outside.

Madnug High School

Nikki sat at her desk in class 3-4. She rested her chin on the palm of her hand, tapping her fingers impatiently on the desk, boredom evident in her sagging features. Her long raven black hair cascaded around her shoulders, her green eyes narrowed as she eyed the clock above the doorway. She slumped in her chair slightly and glanced around the room taking into account the rest of the seniors lounging about. She involuntarily sighed and rubbed her temples with the pads of her fingertips. 'Where is she…?'

"Nikki!" A girl with short brown hair cropped in feathery layers beamed as she spotted her disgruntled friend. Her lithe form moved from the doorway, her hazel eyes trying to apologize for her tardiness. Nikki looked up and waved at Natalie, a mischievous grin replaced her look of boredom from before. Natalie walked over and sat down on the desk in front of Nikki crossing her legs, waiting for Nikki to begin her explanation for wanting to arrive at homeroom early.

"Did you hear?" Nikki asked, her excitement rolling off of her in waves. Natalie raised a slim eyebrow and shook her head not understanding what the raven haired girl was talking about.

"Hear about what?" Natalie asked, curiosity dancing in her eyes.

"We're getting a new student today from the L1 colony. No one really knows who she is. The rumor is that she's not the talkative type." Natalie shook her head. It was just like Nikki to believe rumors and involve herself in meaningless high school gossip. As if life wasn't anymore complicated for a new student, the poor girl probably didn't need Nikki spreading rumors that would cause eyes to stare at her from every direction.

"No, I didn't hear anything about that. Who is it?" She asked, trying to indulge Nikki without trying to pry into the girls head from another person's perspective.

"Her name is-" Nikki began but was cut off as their homeroom teacher bustled into the classroom carrying a stack of papers almost as big as the poor woman. She was short with long brown hair that reached the small of her back. She walked to her desk at the front of the classroom and plopped the papers down, wiping her forehead from the slight perspiration that clung to her skin.

"Class, take your seats please." Mrs. Nakashima called out in her gentle voice. Natalie yawned and slid off of the desk and sat down in the cold metal chair. The others followed suite and sat down quietly talking amongst themselves, waiting for another day to begin in the confines of hell as some would describe it. Nikki stretched her arms over the back of the chair and then laid her head on the desk once her muscles felt stretched enough. Mrs. Nakashima took her position in front of the class at a small podium in front of the chalkboard and shuffled some papers. Pulling a pair of reading glasses from the pocket of her skirt she began reading out loud, her eyes peering at the page over her half moon spectacles.

"First off I would like to let everyone know that we have a new student." Mrs. Nakashima lifted her gaze from the paper and addressed the class. Almost instantly the class was buzzing, the rumor was true! Students turned to look around the room, searching for an unfamiliar face. Mrs. Nakashima held her hand up and waited for the murmur of voices to stop before she turned to the open door on her left. She smiled gently at something in the doorway and motioned with her hand to come closer.

"Aika, you can come in now dear. Class I would like you to meet Ms. Aika Orez, a transfer student from the colonies." Mrs. Nakashima smiled as Aika walked into the room. All eyes turned to the girl as she stood at the front of the room waiting for further instruction from the teacher. She had knee length platinum blonde hair that was simply parted down the middle. Her Prussian blue eyes stared at the unfamiliar faces. She was gorgeous for lack of a better word to describe the unnatural beauty that she was. Her tan skin looked flushed from the sunlight peeking through the windows. She wore a white blouse with a red bow in the front, covered by a navy blue blazer with the school emblem on the shoulder. A pleated blue skirt adorned the lower half of her body that barley came down to the middle of her thighs. She wore a pair of loose socks, a fashion highly popular in Japan with her black heels.

"Miss. Orez, why don't you tell us a little about yourself?" Aika turned her head to glare at the teacher and turned back to the class, obviously annoyed with the request.

"Hello, my name is Aika Orez, I'm 17 years old. I moved away from the L1 colony one month ago." Mrs. Nakashima bowed slightly and motioned for her to take a seat at one of the empty desks in the room. Aika bowed and walked gracefully to a seat in the back of the classroom, comfortable that no one could stare at her in the back. After making announcements about lunch, sports, and clubs Mrs. Nakashima took attendance to make sure that everyone was present. At Madnug High it was nearly impossible to skip classes without someone finding out, you would have to thank the advanced AI technology that the school used to keep tabs on the students. Most protested about student rights but in the eyes of the Principal those "rights" were considered privileges to the students.

The faint thrum of the school bell rang in the distance from the steeple at the top of the roof, signaling the beginning of first period. The students got up from their desks and filed out of homeroom, some occasionally stealing a glance at Aika as she stood up to talk to Mrs. Nakashima about her class schedule briefly. Nikki and Natalie stood up together and walked out of the room over to their lockers.

"Let's go meet up with Rikku, Andrea, and Elise." Natalie suggested as they finished grabbing their books and binders from their small cramped lockers. Nikki nodded her head absentmindedly as she flipped through her book skimming over a page about economics.

"I'm glad we have gym first period with them, we get to hang out and talk." Natalie exclaimed happy to be able to talk to their friends. Nikki looked up from her book and nodded grinning, ecstatic to share the news about the new student. Natalie shook her head knowing the ulterior motive. She shook her head in faint disappoint before changing the subject.

"You know we have a chapter five test today in economics, right?" Natalie eyed Nikki warily. Nikki looked at Natalie with a sad smile.

"I know, I just figured I'd review a little so I don't totally fail the test. Anything is better than getting a zero; I really don't want to have to sit through one of my dad's lectures again as he points out the finer things in my education that I tend to be missing." Natalie laughed and patted Nikki on the head like a child.

"You are totally screwed sweetie." Nikki dropped her head in defeat.

"I know…" Natalie laughed and they continued walking down the crowded hallway to the gym at the other side of the west wing.

A figure watched from the shadows eyeing the two figures that weaved throughout the crowd. They pushed themselves from the wall and followed after.

"Two down, three to go."