Despite the title of this story, this is as far from reality as it can get. After all, this deals with the mix of the Gundam and Sailor Moon timeline not to mention deals with time travel.

Reality Bites

Disclaimer: I don't own any characters mentioned in this story

She drummed her fingers over the counter, silently and discreetly watching the group of guys who were sitting around one of the tables. She had seen them a couple of time before and from further 'research' which happened to be a question-answer session with Motoki and 'gossip central' a.k.a. Minako, she found out their names. Especially HIS name.

What is it with her and dark-haired men anyway? Although she had to admit, this latest crush of hers has a different hairstyle than Mamoru's short hair. He had much longer hair and he had it braided. The thought of her ex-boyfriend however, made her scrunch up her face. 'The little weasel.' She fumed silently, taking an exceptionally large bite out of her cake. Motoki and Makoto, who had been watching her raised their eyebrows at the sudden change of mood.

"What's up, Usagi-chan?" Makoto asked. Usagi gulped down the large bite and shook her head, before banging her fist on the counter.

"I hate men!" She exclaimed, before slipping back into her usual brooding mood. Makoto let out a sigh. The blonde has been like that for over two months now. Ever since Usagi found out that her ex-boyfriend had been cheating on her, she's been the newest and most dangerous addition to the natural hazard list.

Motoki, on the other hand, looked nervously around the arcade. Most of the guys there were looking at the blonde now...Scratch that, most of the guys there were looking at the blonde with disappointment now. After all, she had caught attention of most of the male customers there.

"Usagi, you broke up with the ass two months ago, shouldn't you forget about him?" Makoto asked.

"Not until I get my revenge." Growled Usagi, taking the last bite out of her cake.

"Then why don't you?"

"I promised Rei I wouldn't." Usage replied with a sigh. Makoto shook her head.

"She's not the boss in you. Why not have a little payback?" Usagi sat in silence for a moment, thinking it through.

"Yeah. I can hit him over the head with a mallet before he goes to his class... or maybe I can get onee-san to run him over with her car...No, why not just drop the whole continent of Asia on his head and see whether his ego survives it!" The blonde would have rambled on, except for the fact that she was (miraculously) out of breath. Makoto took a sip of her tea, looked at her friend and said,

"Dream on, Usagi-chan."

Usagi let out an exasperated sigh and let her head fall onto the counter with a loud bang. All of the customers, including the boys Usagi were looking at (save one) winced at the sound. All thinking that had to hurt.

"Reality bites." The blonde said, voice muffled. Makoto patted her head and sipped at her tea.

The loud bang of head hitting the counter caused him to look at her direction. He had noticed her from before, caught her glancing to the table he sat at a few times. But that was after he found out that she goes to the same school as Quatre. Most likely she was looking at the blond than at anyone else at the table. He nearly snorted at the thought of anyone being interested in him. Other than Meiran, he really had no interest in women.

But this blonde one sure caught his attention all of a sudden. Perhaps it was because at times, her blue eyes matched his own. It wasn't the color but the sadness hidden within the pool of happiness at the surface. Too bad really that she seems to hate men. Maybe it was karma in his part. He nearly laughed at the thought. Among his fellow pilots, he's infamous for his lectures on women being weak and never could stand being near one for too long.

"Mako-chan, I'll see you later, OK?" The blonde said, slipping off the stool.

"Where are you going?" 'Mako-chan' asked the blonde, Usagi, he thinks she's called.

"I've got to go to my...art class." Usagi said. He frowned for a moment, finding something odd in the way she said it. It seemed almost as if she's not telling the truth.

"OK then, see you at the temple."

"Later, Mako-chan." And the blonde goddess walked out of the arcade, causing all of the male to turn their heads and watch her leave.

He shook his head at all the attention she was getting, but then again he couldn't really blame those guys. She's absolutely beautiful.

He turned his head and looked at his friends and nearly face vaulted to the floor as he looked at Duo, who looked as if he was on cloud nine. Quatre was sipping at his empty glass of coke and even Trowa seemed distracted...for Trowa. It was Heero that was left unaffected, he was listening to something on his discman and reading some book. A funny sight really, but at least it was better than having him point a gun at Duo or any other dangerous object for that matter...That was his job.

An evil grin spread across his face as he looked at the brown haired braided pilot sitting across from him, who was still much out of it. He swung his leg and kicked the other pilot hard on the shin. He had expected Duo's high-pitched cry of pain, but found instead that the other pilot didn't even flinch.

He gave up after repeating the action a few times, but still Duo seem to be either heavily sedated or still staring at the table of girls across the room. He sighed and shook his head, looking at the ceiling as he thought of the blonde once more.

He'd really like to get to know her, but was that even possible for him? After all, he IS a pilot...Correction, ex-pilot, but a pilot nonetheless. These days none of the girls really go for pilots especially not Gundam pilots. Although many of them would comment on how 'cute' or 'hot' they are, but the idea of dating one of them...Only the real attention seekers would do it.

Not one girl has ever taken an interest in any of them because of who they are inside and not because of their profession and what they've done in the past. Well, that's not really the case with Heero.

Would an ordinary 16 year old girl really be interested in someone like him? He had seen so many things in his young age, he was only 17, he still had a lifetime ahead of him. And he would like for it, very much, to be spent with someone by his side. He had always left that place for Meiran, but he knows better than to wait for a ghost, someone who will never appear in his life again.

He shook his head, swallowing his bitter laugh. Instead he looked back at the table, his friends now talking on some new Preventers story. 'Reality bites.' He thought, quoting the blonde.

"You're late Usagi." The dark haired girl chided, but she was smiling.

"I know, sorry." Usagi said, rather breathless. It still amazes her how this girl can be her teacher. Her waist-length dark hair was always tied up to a ponytail whenever she had lessons. But she was like two different people when teaching and when not. When she teaches, her eyes would turn into a darker, determined shade of hazel. Although when she's at home or around town, she acts so gentle and graceful...most of the times.

"That's all right, Usagi." She said with a chuckle. Though like always, the vision of grace was disrupted by the presence of the young boy. The short, spiky haired boy appeared from behind her, scowling.

"When are we going to start busu?" He demanded. Usagi shook her head, half-disgusted and half-amused by the boy's rude manners. A smack across the head was what he received as an answer.

"Not busu, Yahiko-chan. My name is Kaoru but I remind you that since it's lesson time, you must call me sensei." Usagi giggled as Yahiko and Kaoru began to bicker as usual. She find it so amusing to watch the two, they can go on for hours. A soft sigh made her turn her head.

The red haired man, short in stature watched the scene while shaking his head. "That's the 10th time today." He said softly. There was something that makes Usagi admire him. Maybe it was his purple eyes that would turn amber at times, but that's only if there are any trouble. The trouble comes mostly from the men of the town that would come and try to bother Kaoru.

There was no denying it, Kamiya Kaoru is attractive and eyed by many men, especially those at the dojo in the other town. But Usagi knew from the first day she saw Kaoru and Kenshin together that Kaoru cares for him very much. Why not indeed, as he helped her through the hardest times of her life, just after her father died. Running the dojo wasn't easy, especially because the main teacher is a girl.

Kaoru is 17, just a year older than Usagi and yet she's already managing on her own. She admired the two of them, both caring very much for each other and would do anything to protect the other from harm. She would find herself grow jealous at times, but only because she wanted that comfort as well. After all, they were two of her favorite persons.

"Kaoru-sensei, shouldn't we begin the lesson now and ignore Yahiko-chan?" Usagi suggested, hiding her grin as Yahiko's face grew red. The young boy never seem to be too confident with her arrival at the dojo.

She had stumbled upon the place by accident, because she had to get away one day. But after she got to know Kaoru, Kenshin, Yahiko and Sanosuke, she finally decided to learn some martial arts herself there. When she first started, Yahiko couldn't concentrate much which caused Kaoru to throw a fit at the young boy. It was actually funny to see.

Sanosuke is the other teacher at the dojo...if you can even call him one. He used to be a troublemaker apparently, before he met Kenshin. Then the two became friends and Sano offered to help out at the dojo. Sano's trademark however, comes in the form of his unusual hair style. His nickname "Chicken head" fits his hair style perfectly.

"You're right, Usagi. Come on Yahiko-chan." Kaoru said, winking at Usagi. The two girls laughed as the young boy tried his best (and failed) not to blush and shout at them at the same time. Sitting at the sides was Kenshin, looking away as not to smile and Sano, who had come in and laughed his head off.

"Thanks Kaoru, I'll see you next week then." Usagi said with a wave. Kaoru frowned.

"Aren't you coming on Saturday, Usagi?" She asked the blonde, even Yahiko stopped from his 1000 swings of his bokken to listen.

"Iie, gomen ne. I have to be with my friends, they're starting to get worried about me." Usagi said. Sano however, snorted at her answer.

"You've been taking lessons for two months now and they just noticed?" He asked. Usagi smiled and sighed.

"I'm not asking you to understand them, as they don't understand me, but they've saved my life more than one occasion. I owe them the assurance that I'm all right." Usagi replied softly, the nodded her head and began to walk away. Sano shook his head, watching her go.

"Let her be, Sano. It seems to me that she's having some problems in her life right now." Kaoru said.

"That's an understatement."

"She told me about her ex-boyfriend and how she hated being dependent on her friends. I think she's been through a lot, we should let her be." Kaoru said, watching as Usagi took a left turn and her form couldn't be seen any more.

"There's one thing that's odd though." Kenshin said thoughtfully.

"What is that Kenshin?"

"She comes here two up to three times a week and always walks up here. The next town to here is two miles and no one has ever heard of a Tsukino Usagi before." Kenshin said.

"You asked around for her?" Sano asked, Kenshin nodded.

"Maybe she wasn't from that town, maybe from another." Yahiko suggested, but it was Sano who shook his head.

"The other towns are too far away, she would have to come by horse or such. But surely people would notice horses coming more than once a week and no one has ever seen them."

"Are you saying we can't trust her?" Kaoru asked.

"We can. She's not dangerous at all, I can sense that." Kenshin said.

"But then-" Yahiko didn't finish his sentence.

"I did find a family called Tsukino in the village however, but there was no one name Usagi. When I described her, people seem to believe she's this woman from Kyoto who has been said to have helped a lot of people."

"But she can't have come from Kyoto!" Exclaimed Kaoru.

"Well, the woman's name isn't Usagi anyway." Sano said. Kenshin looked at him, half-surprised.

"How do you know?" He asked, while Sano grinned.

"I asked around too. The woman in Kyoto had a foreign name anyway."

"What was it?"

"Serenity."

Not too far away from the Kamiyakashin dojo, Usagi had gone into a thick forest, her usual stop. She looked around as to make sure no one had followed her. After knowing for sure all was clear, she took the key out of her pocket. She grinned as she looked at it.

It was awfully nice of Pluto to lend it to her for the time being. But after all, with the senshi acting as they are... No one really understands her. The irony of this, of course, was that the only place she could find people to understand her was in the past.

She goes there through the gates, making sure all was clear first before she steps through the time stream. Pluto taught her a thing or two. In her past life, she had been living there, well not in Edo exactly...

She lived in Kyoto and she lead a quiet life there without a bother from anyone. Of course, the Meiji Restoration did leave her family impoverished, so she wasn't born into wealth, but they had somehow managed to get back on their feet and lived. That was all they needed really, to keep on living and not to have all the treasures of the world. She learnt that lesson then and had kept that teaching with her at all times.

If there was peace in the world, she will be satisfied, that is all she needs.

"Tadaima." She said, as she closed the front door. The silence of the house greeted her and she let out a soft sigh. Why did she have to torture herself like this?

She walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge. After rummaging around, she finally decided on some rice and a few other things. She wasn't even sure what she took out, as long as it's edible. She dumped her food on a plate and walked to the living room.

She sat down and switched the television on as she looked at her plate of...stuff. Couldn't be bothered to heat the food up, she swallowed the food on her plate in one gulp. She winced slightly, not really knowing what she ate. But there was hardly any food in the fridge that she had no choice.

"Should've gone for the ramen." She said to herself as she focused on the television instead. Not long afterwards, the front door opened.

"Imouto?"

"Living room." She replied, her eyes never leaving the television screen. A moment later, a tall woman with short blonde hair walked in the room. She was wearing a black biker jacket, white shirt and black pants. She held her helmet in one hand and her keys in the other.

"Have you eaten?" She asked, running her fingers through her short hair. Usagi nodded silently, only looking up once and looking back at the television.

"Honestly, you should ask Mako to cook you some real food, instead of eating what's leftover in the fridge." Haruka said, pointing at the empty plate on the table. Usagi shrugged and Haruka sat down beside her, eyes filled with concern.

"Down time again?" She asked.

"I don't know." Usagi muttered, half-ignoring her.

"Imouto, it's been a month, you should move on." Silence. "I know it's hard to break up with your boyfriend and then lose your family in a short while, but you have to get through this."

After a long silence, the short-haired blonde let out a sigh in defeat and got off the couch. She began walking to the kitchen, muttering something under her breath. Usagi looked up and her eyes flashed with guilt.

If it hadn't been for Haruka, she wouldn't have made it. It was by sheer luck that she found Haruka is really her older sister, just a year ago. Their parents had died when they were young and Usagi was adopted by the Tsukino family while still a baby and Haruka was given to the Tenou family, who had been a close friend of their parents'.

But happiness doesn't last forever as she found out, the hard way. She didn't even know why she had let her parents and Shingo go to that stupid reunion anyway. But it had been important for her father and she had been reluctant to go. If she only had come, maybe she wouldn't have been left alone. Maybe not truly alone, but she felt she's alone.

Mako was the only one who treated her the same and unlike the others. Mina, Rei and Ami treated her as if she was ready to break down and cry at any second in front of them all. They never mention the word parents or anything that might remind her of her parents and Shingo. They had been careless once and mentioned Shingo's old school once and apologized about a thousand times to her. It drove her insane. Luckily for her, Mako came to the rescue by changing the subject.

She knows her friends mean well but she also knows that they were much too different to begin with. With Mako and Mina, she can act herself at least, although Mina sometimes acts too cautious with her words, but otherwise she's a great company.

Maybe the reason why Mako can be so understanding is because she's an orphan too. At that thought, she nearly laughed. She had been an orphan since the beginning, except that she hadn't known she was adopted until her fifteenth birthday.

But even before that day, she had always thought something wasn't right. She had never seen a picture of her mother carrying her out of the hospital. The earliest of her childhood pictures had been taken when she was 14 months and she knew her parents had taken a billion pictures of Shingo when he was just a day old.

Then the whole truth came out when she confronted her parents about it. It hadn't been a total shock, but she did rush to her room at the revelation. She just needed time to think, to figure out who she really is.

"Imouto, daijoubu ka?" Haruka asked. Usagi snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Haruka, who had sat down next to her. She eyed the plate filled with chocolate bars, leftover from a frozen TV dinner from last night and even some fruit and vegetables.

She giggled and shook her head. "Maybe you should think about doing the groceries some time soon, onee-san." Usagi said.

"Hey, it's because of your sweet tooth that I have to eat these chocolate bars, hime." Haruka said. Usagi quieted down for a moment. One thing about Haruka that will never change is the constant use of the title 'hime', despite their blood relation.

"You and your hime." Usagi muttered, grabbing the remote control just as Haruka reached for it.

"Hey!" The Outer senshi cried. Usagi stuck out her tongue in reply.

"For calling me 'hime', I get the remote control for tonight."

"But there's a F1 race on channel 3!" Complained Haruka.

"I don't care, there's a Three Lights special on channel 2."

"What? You'd rather watch those idiots than watch an F1 race?"

"Let me see..." Usagi said, pretending to think it over. "Yes."

And the two ensued in a battle for the remote controls with Usagi's laughter and Haruka's shouts filling the once silent house.

"Hey Wu-man, can I borrow your notes?" Wufei growled and turned to snap at the American.

"No, you can't borrow my notes, Maxwell! And don't call me Wu-man!" He shouted. Trowa looked up from his book to shake his head at the two. While Heero continued on typing away at his laptop.

Quatre was the only one out of the five pilots that was transferred to a different high school. And a lucky one too, because he's in Usagi's school. Wufei shook his head, trying to get the blonde out of his head.

None of them was used to the fact that they weren't Gundam pilots anymore. Or that instead of joining Preventers, they were forced to go to school instead. To Wufei, that was humiliation beyond belief. To Duo, it was a "drag" as the American put it, complaining about the amount of work they would have to do. Trowa had no real distinctive reaction to it, but they could see that he would rather go back to the circus than join this clown show. Heero didn't voice his opinion, but his death glare at Dr. J and his constant mutterings of "Omae o korosu" made certain that he wasn't a happy camper either.

"Come on, Wu-man! I have to pass English or Une-san will kill me!" Whined Duo. It didn't take long for the Chinese pilot to take his katana out of its sheath. And it took an even shorter time for the American to get a head start from Wufei.

"Maxwell, get your ass back here!" He shouted, while swinging his katana wildly. The two didn't even know that they were running out of the house and into the street.

"Should we go after them?" Asked Quatre.

"Hn." grunted Heero.

"........." um....said....Trowa.

"Well, if you guys really think so." Quatre said with a sigh.

Duo didn't even know when or how he collided into the girl, but he did. He opened his mouth, ready to apologize when a cold shade of blue eyes flashed with sudden anger at him. Duo Maxwell found himself looking at a glaring goddess in front of him.

Long, cascading rivers of golden hair tumbled down and the pool of now icy cold blue was glaring at him with such anger that he thought he'd freeze on the spot. She pushed herself to her feet, dusting her clothing from dust.

"Baka deshi." She muttered angrily, before picking up her bag that had been thrown a couple of feet away due to the impact.

"Gomen ne, I was trying to save myself." He said, apologizing. She looked up at him, anger gone from her eyes, this time replaced by curiosity.

"Save yourself from what?" She asked. Suddenly, he gulped, completely forgetting about the crazed katana-wielding pilot. He turned around quickly, only to nearly faint to the ground when he saw the picture of the Chinese dragon heading his way at top speed. Suddenly he did what all his instinct was screaming for him to do.

He hid behind the girl.

She looked in amazement at the dark brown haired braided man and another man with braided hair, but this time jet black, holding what appears to be a katana. Being a near-expert in combat skills as well as kendo, she quickly dodge the oncoming blow. With lightning quick swiftness, she kicked her foot in the air, connecting with the handle of the katana. The sound of the metal clattering on the asphalt ground rang in the ears of the three.

She nearly gasped as she realized who the man was. It was the man at the arcade, the one she had been staring at for nearly half an hour. Luckily she quickly hid her surprised and eyed the two men.

"I can see why you're trying to save yourself." She said with amusement to Duo. The ex-pilot grinned and hopped to his feet.

"Duo Maxwell." He said, extending his hand. Usagi smirked and shook his hand.

"Usagi Tsukino." She said, before turning to Wufei. "And you?"

Wufei folded his arms to his chest, temporarily and miraculously, forgetting his precious katana. "Wufei Chang." He replied defiantly. She ignored the attitude, too many had she heard guys talking like that. She was never intimidated by any of them. Actually, once you hang around someone like Sano, you tend to feel less and less intimated by other men. Sanosuke and Kenshin can be a deadly combination when combating others together. They make a great team.

"I'm curious to why you two are running around like madmen around Tokyo," she paused, eyeing Wufei's fallen katana. "But I'm afraid to ask." She finished, her tone light and teasing, even flirtatious. That caused Wufei's hair to stand on end (not literally). There was something about that girl that made her intimidating, in a way. But what can be so intimidating from a girl so small and so...innocent?

"What's an onna like you doing here anyway?"

"Well it's not illegal, last time I checked." She replied smoothly. There was a distinctive snort of laughter coming from Duo and she turned around to grin at the braided one, even offering a wink. Not knowing of course, that even a wink can boost Duo's ego by 150%. Wufei growled but didn't say anything. Instead he picked up his katana and turn to glare at Duo.

"Let's go." He barked at the American. "Heero will kill YOU for being late."

"Nani? Why always me? He never tries to kill you, Wu-man!" Protested Duo.

"That's because Heero has no problems with me. And don't call me Wu-man!" Shouted Wufei. Duo grinned.

"Sure...Wu-man." At that he turned to Usagi and flashed her his typical Duo Maxwell grin. "See you around, gorgeous." He drawled as he ran off, ahead of Wufei. But the usually woman-hating Chinese looked at Usagi with a different glow in his eyes.

"See you." He managed to mutter before rushing off, after Duo. Usagi blinked in amazement, before smiling brightly. Whoever this Wufei Chang might be...she's very interested in finding out more about him.

"Why are you looking so chipper today?" Asked Haruka. Usagi grinned, deliberately not replying to the question as she snatched the remote control from the older blonde's grasp and switched to a different channel.

"Hey! I was watching that!" Haruka protested, scowling at the younger blonde. "Since you have the remote, the least you can do is answer the question."

"Just met someone today." Usagi replied happily. Haruka raised an eyebrow.

"Who might this someone be?" Asked Haruka with suspicion.

"Just some guy," Before Usagi could continue, her onee-san practically jumped at her sentence.

"A guy! Imouto, you do realize what you're putting yourself into? Think of the heartbreak! Think of the potential danger this guy could become!" She exclaimed. Usagi rolled her eyes, disbelieving that Haruka had yet gone into her protective onee-san mode.

"Honestly! It's not as if I'm going to go off and ask him out or anything!" She said.

"But you can't deny on the potential of that, can you?"

Usagi grinned. "True."

"Aha! See? You shouldn't do this to yourself, imouto! Guys are evil! They will ruin your life and take all your money and leave you alone, poor and desolated!"

"Gee guys seem so frightening. What are their use in the world? Lets eradicate them all." Usagi said dryly. Haruka growled at her.

"You know what I mean."

"Yes I do. Too well I'm afraid. Which is exactly why I'm going to IGNORE that warning." Usagi said, despite Haruka's protests. But she ignored Haruka's rants and focused on the television instead. Finally, exasperated, Haruka gave up the attempt.

He didn't know how he found himself in the park, but Wufei wasn't in the mood for that. He sat down on an empty bench, watching people walk by. It was another sunny day and apparently, the park seem to call the presence of all sorts of people. Most of them families and couples. He let out a sound that seem to be mixed of a growl and a snort and looked away.

Imagine his surprise when he saw the blonde he saw yesterday. Usagi.

He frowned, after assessing the scene. She seems to be in a heated argument with one dark-haired man. He looked about 20-21 years old. 'What would Usagi be doing with that guy?' Sounds of the argument drifted towards him, causing him to narrow his eyes.

"-come near me again! How many times do I have to tell you that?" Usagi shouted. The dark haired man narrowed his eyes dangerously, seizing her arm.

"Don't play with me, Usagi." He growled. "I don't know what you want but you can't get rid of me that easily. Not even your freak of a sister can keep me away." Usagi's eyes sparked with anger.

"Leave Haruka out of this! And get the hell away from me! You and I are over! Why don't you go back to your little slut, Mamoru?" Usagi shouted, wrenching her arm out of his grasp.

'So the bastard's called Mamoru. How ironic.' Wufei thought, standing up all of a sudden. After all, Mamoru doesn't seem to be ready to leave Usagi alone just yet.

"YOU, listen here you little bitch," He began, hand raised, ready to strike Usagi. Wufei's eyes widened and he began to stride over. But before he could reach them, Usagi had gotten a hold of Mamoru's arm and the next second...

*WHAM!*

One very dazed looking Mamoru was lying on his back on the ground, looking up to one scowling Usagi. Luckily she was wearing pants. Wouldn't want him to look up her skirt after all.

"Listen, Mamoru-san," She said his name in disgust, "Keep away from me and my family and friends. You no longer have any business with us. And if you don't pay any heed to my warning, you'll definitely know how far I've come since we met." She snarled, then turned her heels and began to walk away.

Not even a few strides away, she stopped suddenly. She had just spotted Wufei. Her cheeks colored slightly and she dropped her head. Embarrassed that he had to witness her argument with Mamoru. But he surprised her with what he said,

"Daijoubu ka?" Her head snapped up, eyes widening at the question. But seeing his serious face, she nodded slowly.

"Daijoubu." There was a pause. "What are you doing here?" She asked softly. He shrugged in reply.

"Just around." He then pointed at Mamoru, who was on his way out of the park, nursing his injuries. "Looks like you've been a little busy."

"Ex-boyfriend. He won't leave me alone." She explained.

"Aa, the one you were talking about in the arcade, correct?" She looked at him in shock.

"How did you know?"

"Well, I was there with my friends. In fact, I come there everyday." He told her.

"No, I know you always go there. But how come you heard it? You usually sit far away from the counter." Usagi said. Wufei nearly blushed at what she said. The little revelation that she knew he comes to the arcade everyday and that she knew where he usually sat with his friends, it made him...happy.

But he managed to mask his true feelings and snorted. "Baka onna, that's because you talk too loud, that's what." He said.

She shook her head. "How do you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Be nice in one second and be a complete asshole in the next?" She asked.

"It's my nature." He muttered, knowing he blew it. But to his surprise, she grinned.

"I guess that's what makes you so interesting ne? To me anyway." She said.

By now, he definitely can feel his cheeks starting to burn. He couldn't help it and he wanted to curse himself for his weakness. He's able to withstand battles that nearly cost him his life and one little comment by one weak girl...well, not so weak, made him as weak as Winner.

Either she was color blind or she was purposely ignoring it, she didn't make a comment about his blush and instead said, "You know, even though you seem to hate women, there's something about you that makes girls go crazy, you know that?" And with that last comment, she waved at him and walked away, trying to hide a grin.

So how was it? Hopefully it's OK, but I'm just starting out anyway. It's not "The Missing Soldier", that's for sure. But I love Usagi/Wufei pairings as much as I love Usagi/Heero ones. So please, please, please review! I want to know what you think.