Part One

"I hate you," she hissed as she glared up at him.

"You’ve been saying those words since you learned how to speak," he replied as he tugged on her blond ponytail.

"And I mean every word of them," she snapped as she yanked her hair out of his grasp. "You’re the devil incarnate."

"Well, when you’re the son of Death, one might think that, ice princess," Chris Maxwell said as he rolled his eyes.

Victoria stomped her foot angrily. "I told you not to call me that!" she said furiously.

"But you are. You’re as cold as the ice in Antarctica, except when you’re fighting with me, then you get as hot as the sands in Arabia during the summer. But I tend to think I just make you hot and it makes you mad as a hornet. Especially when I kiss you," he smirked as he tugged on her hair again.

She felt color flood her face as she saw his smirk. She dug her nails into her palms. "You’re deluding yourself. I wouldn’t get hot for you if you paid me a billion credits. And I hate it when you kissed me," she snorted. "You’re not even my type," she said loftily as she stuck her nose up in the air.

Chris smirk turned wicked. "But what makes you think you’re even my type?" he asked as he leaned down to her level. He stared into her Prussian blue eyes. "I just might be kissing you because you’re the next available woman."

Victoria sucked in her breath at his insult. Her eyes narrowed as she gave his braid a sharp yank. "Jackass," she hissed as she turned on her heel.

He watched her walking away with his eyes watering. That yank had hurt. He went after her in a few long strides and caught her in his arms. He carried her kicking and screaming as he dumped her into the pool. "Remember what I did to you a few weeks ago. I could always sabotage your room again," he said before he walked over to the picnic table. His youngest brother and sister were looking at him. "What?"

"You know what," said David with a grin. "Do you have a death wish or something?" he asked.

Chris shrugged. "Maybe. I like a little danger," he replied as he sat down.

"That’s BS and you know it," said Randy as she pointed her knife at him. "She’s just the only woman that hasn’t fallen prey to the legendary Maxwell charm and it grates on you," she said pointedly.

"Not everyone falls for it. Certainly not any of the girls that I grew up with," Chris said as he looked over his shoulder at the other daughters of the other former Gundam pilots. "They know me too well," he said as he took a bite out of his corn on the cob.

"True, but it hasn’t stopped you from flirting with all of them," Randy pointed out.

"The Maxwell charm has its uses," Chris said knowingly as his eyes focused their attention on the deck where the adults were. He saw his mother lean over the railing, checking on them like a mother was wont to do. He saw his dad come up behind her and put his arms around her waist. He couldn’t make out what was being said, but his mother’s expression turned indignant before his dad leaned closer to her and kissed her. "See," he said.

Randy and David rolled their eyes. They were used to seeing their parent’s displays of affection. It happened quite often.

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Victoria had come to the surface sputtering. She was seething now. She was insulted and mad. She pushed her wet hair out of her eyes and honed in on Chris. "You’re so dead Maxwell," she said as she climbed out of the pool.

Chris looked over his shoulder and saw her climbing out of the pool. He had to admit she was one of the sexiest, most beautiful women that he had ever clapped eyes on. Her sapphire blue bikini brought out her eyes and showed off her small curvy figure. He smirked as she made her way towards him. He turned around and leaned against the table. "Did you want something babe?" he asked trying not to laugh.

She was so angry she could hardly speak. So instead she reached behind him and poured the pitcher of ice water on his head. "Baka," she ground out between clenched teeth. She wanted to strangle him, but at the same time, she found herself wanting to kiss him soundly.

His eyes went wide as icy water dripped off the end of his nose. She was walking away from him with her head held high. He could hear his brother and sister laughing behind him. "So she wants to play, I’m always game," he said as he got up and started following her. He reached her in a few long strides and grabbed her around her waist. "And where do you think you’re going?" he asked as he picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder.

"Put me down!" Victoria shrieked as she pounded on his back with her fists.

By this time, all the kids had turned their attention to what was going on. They watched avidly as Chris carried a yelling Victoria.

Chris spotted an empty cooler, still filled with melting ice. He could feel every thump of her fists as he walked over to it. "You asked for it," he said as he dropped her into the cooler.

She let out a scream as she hit the ice. Ice cubes sloshed over her breasts. She glared up at Chris, who was grinning broadly. She grabbed his braid and yanked on it rather hard. "You jackass!"

The others burst into gales of laughter.

He winced as she yanked on his hair. He couldn’t get her to let go. Her fingers had a tight grasp on it. "Let go ice princess!"

"Right, cold day in hell!" Victoria snapped as she struggled to get out of the cooler, using Chris’s braid as leverage. Ice slid down her legs as she looked up at him.

Pain shot up his scalp. Chris grasped her wrists and began prying her fingers off. Every tug felt like she was ripping hair from his scalp. "Bitch, let go!" he growled as his grip tightened on her wrists.

"Make me!" she shot back, the pressure of his hands increasing. It didn’t bother her in the least.

Duo and Heero were looking down on them. "I suppose we have to separate our children," Duo said as he began walking down the steps.

"We should. Wouldn’t want my daughter to kill your son," Heero replied dryly as he followed Duo.

The more that he pulled the tighter her grip became. He felt like choking her and kissing her senseless at the same time. "Victoria, let go!"

"No!" she shouted furiously. Her grip tightened even more.

"All right you two," said Duo as he began to detangle her fingers from his son’s hair.

Heero pulled his daughter away as her fingers were finally loosened enough from Chris’s hair. "You two are going to kill each other someday if you keep this up," he said as looked down at his daughter.

"That’s the whole idea," Victoria retorted as she glared at Chris.

"You wish," Chris snorted as he glared back at her.

Duo and Heero sighed. Their two oldest had been at it since they could walk and talk. Chris would antagonize Victoria, who would then retaliate in kind. And as they had gotten older, it had only gotten worse. They pulled them in opposite directions.

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"What did I tell you about annoying her?" Duo asked his son as he pushed him towards the table. "And I thought you two called a truce."

"Not to piss her off," Chris sighed as he rubbed his sore scalp. "But I can’t help it. I get some strange amount of pleasure in making her mad," he admitted. "And the truce thing, well that was to not include the others anymore. Between the two of us, hell no. She needs to be taught a lesson and I’m the one teaching the lesson."

Duo rolled his eyes again. He looked over at Victoria. She was almost an exact image of her mother, except for the Prussian blue eyes. He looked back at his son, who was watching her. There was that unholy light that had entered his eyes and a lazy smile was curving his lips. Duo knew that look. It was one that Heero had said that he had when he would look at Hilde. "Chris and Victoria? They would kill each other first. But then again, Chris is crazy enough to go after a woman that would kill him. Sounds like me."

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Heero pulled his daughter along with him as he walked back up the steps to the deck. "You only encourage him to do things like that, sweetheart," he said as she sat down on the loveseat. "And I thought that there was a truce?" he asked.

"That devil doesn’t need any encouragement!" Victoria said hotly as she crossed her arms. "And I certainly wouldn’t back down from any challenge that Maxwell throws me! And that truce, dad, out the window!" she snapped as she gestured towards Chris and Duo. "I always give as good as I get!" "And I’ll get him back for that insult about those kisses."

Heero raked his hands through his hair with exasperation. He took a glance over at Chris. He was so much like Duo it wasn't even funny. And he was reminded that Duo and Hilde had fought like cats and dogs before they were married. Much like his daughter and Chris did. He looked down at his daughter. She wasn't glaring at Chris anymore. She was just watching him. "Victoria and Chris? No way. My daughter would kill him first, but then again, Chris reminds me of Duo when he was that age. He would do stuff for the hell of it and enjoy it. And look what happened with Duo and Hilde. He married her, eventually. But even that was after he got her pregnant." He looked over at his daughter again. She was looking in the opposite direction. He looked over at Chris, who was staring at her. That smirk that the Maxwells were known for was on his lips. "If he’s thinking what I think he’s thinking, I might have to kill him. Bad enough he kissed her twice."

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Victoria turned her head away. She didn’t want Chris to know that she had been staring at him. She would admit, grudgingly, that he was extremely handsome. And that she liked him because he wasn't afraid of her father or her. She felt some heat come to her cheeks when she thought of the two times he kissed her. They had been meant to be insults, but yet they thrilled her. "Stop it! Do you know what you’re saying? Yes. He’s a damn good kisser and he makes your knees get all weak and rubbery. Shut up! No. And if you really wanted to admit something, you would say that you’re hot for him. That the sight of his bare chest makes your palms sweat and the way that sexy braid of his swings when he walks. And especially those eyes of his that you could drown in. And that you wouldn’t mind hopping into bed with him if he asked. NO! That’s bull and you know it! Go away!" She gritted her teeth as she argued with herself. "I don’t want him. I don’t," she said under her breath. "Liar, liar, pants on fire! Will you just go away! Sorry, here to stay until you admit what you know is true. Oh and what’s that? That you’re hot for him and that you want him so bad sometimes that you can’t think straight. Go to hell! I’m made of stronger stuff then that! I’m a Yuy! What does that prove? It just means you’ve earned the nickname, ice princess. And that you can kick most people’s butts if you have to. Will you just go away! Sorry, princess, I’m here to stay! Shit!" She balled her hands into fists. "Well I won’t give in. I won’t," she said as she glanced back at Chris out of the corner of her eye.

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Chris went and sat under a tree in next to the pool. He looked up at Victoria. She looked flushed and mad at herself. He kept his eyes trained on her. He knew that his father knew he was up to something. His dad wasn't stupid. "Because he pulled the same things with mom. That’s what Aunt Relena told me." He sighed and raked his hands through his damp bangs. He grinned again when he thought of when she poured the water on his head. She had looked angry enough to kill. And she looked even more beautiful that way. Her face was bright with color, her hair plastered to her neck and shoulders, and they way that her breasts had heaved angrily as she yowled at him She was very much like a cat. A lot of hissing and spitting added with sharp claws. He wondered what she would be like when she wasn't tearing into him. "Wouldn’t mind seeing her purr like a kitten. Whoa, where did that thought come from? You know where it came from. You like her. No you more then like her. She turns you on. Stop it! Don’t deny it Maxwell, you know you want her in bed. Those two kisses you gave her should’ve told you that! They were insults! You meant them as insults, but you didn’t count on her lips being soft and warm like that. Will you go away? No. Dammit." He ground the heel of his hands in his eyes. That was his problem. He knew he wanted her, he didn’t want to admit that he did. She was everything that he wanted and more. But he could imagine what Heero would do to him, if he knew he was entertaining prurient thoughts about his daughter. He would flat out kill him. "But then again, that still wouldn’t stop you. You’re a Maxwell after all." He chuckled. "Yup, I’m one of those all right," he said to himself as he continued to watch Victoria from afar.

Part Two

It would be a few days before Victoria and Chris would clash again. Her heeled sandals clicked on the tiled floor as she sat down in the pew that her family usually sat in at the church. She could see the Maxwells already there, sitting across the aisle. She turned her nose up at Chris when she spotted him looking at her. "I will ignore him," she said as she smoothed her light floral skirt over her knees.

Chris looked over at her. He tugged absently at his blue silk tie. He hated wearing the damn thing, but his mother insisted that he, his father, and his brothers wear one. He knew his dad hated them more then he did. She was ignoring him, or attempting to. He could see her looking back over at him out of the corner of her eye. He smirked knowingly.

She saw him smirking. She gritted her teeth. "Switch with me," she whispered to Veronica.

"Why?" Veronica asked as she glanced up at her sister.

"Because," Victoria hissed back.

Veronica leaned forwards a little. She saw Chris looking at Victoria. "Oh is that why?" she drawled quietly. "You know he is kind of cute."

"Shut up," Victoria growled at her sister as a slight blush came to her cheeks.

A smile crossed Veronica’s face. "I think I’ll stay here since the service is starting," she said as she looked forwards.

"Brat," Victoria muttered under her breath. She could still see Chris looking over at her.

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Chris was enjoying the dirty looks that she was sending his way. He smiled more broadly at her. He felt an elbow in his ribs. He turned to look at his mother. "What?" he whispered.

"You know what," Hilde replied as she looked up at her son. "Stop whatever you’re doing and pay attention," she whispered back.

"Yes mom," he sighed resignedly as he snuck another look over at Victoria. He tugged on his tie again. He felt his mother’s hand come up and pull his hand away from his tie.

She pulled his hand down until it was resting on the space between them. Hilde glanced back up at her son. She was amazed on how much he looked like Duo. She glanced the other direction at him.

Duo’s finger tugged at his tie. He still hated wearing these things. He felt eyes on him. His eyes went to Hilde’s. Her brow was arched at him. He lowered his fingers away from the tie.

Hilde raised her eyes heavenwards. "Men."

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Even though his mother had reprimanded him, Chris stole glances over at Victoria. She looked pretty in that light pink sweater and floral skirt, but unlike his sister whose skirt was an inch or two above her knee; her skirt went down to mid calf. "Stop looking at her like that! Like what? Like you want to kiss her. Am not! That’s BS and you know it! Go away!" The arguments in his head were only getting worse. He sighed as the service finally ended. He walked out into the aisle and came up against Victoria.

"Excuse you," Victoria snapped up at him

"Of course, bloodthirsty wenches first," he whispered to her as he stepped back and gave her a mocking bow.

"Jerk," she muttered back as she brushed past him.

Chris followed her out of the church. "You’re supposed to refrain from name calling while in there," he said as he grasped her arm and turned her to face him.

"You started it by calling me a bloodthirsty wench. I have every right to call you a name that you so rightly deserve," Victoria snapped at him. She yanked her arm away.

"I thought I was a jackass in your eyes," Chris said with a wide grin.

"You are, but I couldn’t very well say that to you in church!" she growled at him.

He leaned down even closer to her face. "How unfortunate for you," he whispered as he chucked her under the chin.

Victoria blinked a few times with his face being that close to hers. She could see her reflection in the cobalt depths. "Screw you," she hissed.

Chris dared to press his nose against hers. "Tsk, tsk, Victoria. We were just in church."

She bit her tongue. She wanted to strike him, but she couldn’t with all these people around. She knew their families wouldn’t care. "And how fortunate for you that I can’t kill you in public," she said in a deceptively sweet tone as one of the heads of state walked by them.

"And I could always kiss you to stop you," he countered smoothly. "What are you doing? That’s a good question, what am I doing? Flirting and enjoying it. Why are you doing it? I have absolutely no idea."

A blush ran up her cheeks, encompassing her whole face. "You…you…you…" Victoria sputtered indignantly. "You should just kiss him to shut him up. What! Hell no! It would certainly shock him. And its not like you wouldn’t enjoy it. Stop it!"

"You look so nice in pink ice princess," Chris chuckled and leaned away from her. "I’ll see you at dinner tonight," he said as he turned and walked away. He smiled as he walked over to the black Suburban, where most of his family was waiting.

"Do you have a death wish?" Jonathon asked as he finally took his gray tie off.

"Only with her," Chris replied as he took his tie off as well. "She makes it too easy."

"I don’t think Heero liked that," Hilde pointed out as she leaned against Duo.

"I didn’t kiss her, didn’t really touch her. Just made her mad," Chris said as he looked over his shoulder at Heero. He was glaring in his direction.

"He didn’t think so," said Randy as she walked up, accompanied by Miles. His hand was resting on her shoulder.

"I don’t think any father would like any guy touching their daughter," Duo said pointedly as he looked at Miles. "Especially when they know what is going through that guys head."

Miles whipped his hand off Randy’s shoulder. "See you later," he said as he dashed off.

"And I guess they’re also meant to scare off guys too," Randy said wryly as she watched Miles run off.

"Well I’m not doing anything to her that I wouldn’t normally do," said Chris with a shrug.

"Just pissing her off," David said with a laugh.

"Come on, your mom and sister have to start making dinner for tonight," said Duo as he opened the passenger side door. He helped Hilde in.

"And what about you mister," said Hilde as she looked at him. "What will you be doing?" she asked pointedly.

"I guess I’ll help," Duo said quickly.

"That’s what I thought," answered Hilde as she closed the door.

Duo breathed out a sigh of relief. He looked over at his kids, who were holding back their laughter. "Go on, laugh and get in," he grumbled.

Randy smiled and wrapped her arms around her dad’s waist. "Don’t worry dad, it’s always better to be safe then sorry."

Duo smoothed his hand over her midnight hair. ‘I know, go on get in."

"Dad, what would you do if Miles kissed me?" Randy asked as she looked up at him.

"Break his legs," Duo replied as he looked at her.

"That’s what I thought you might say," Randy said as she got into the car.

Duo rolled his eyes. "Kids," he said as he got in as well and drove off.

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Victoria was still fuming when she walked over to where her father and mother were waiting. "Dad, give me your gun that I know you’re carrying?"

"Why?" asked Heero as he looked at her.

"Because, I’m going to kill Chris with it," she replied flatly as she crossed her arms.

"You’re carrying a gun?" Relena asked as she looked at him. "I thought I told you, not to church."

"Habit," Heero replied as he pressed a kiss on top of his wife’s hair. He looked back at his daughter. "What did he do this time?" he asked.

"You would kill him if I told you and I want to be the one to kill him," Victoria replied hotly.

"You’re just bent out of shape because he said he’d kiss you to keep you from killing him," Veronica replied as she walked over and smirked at her sister.

"How did you hear?" Victoria sputtered at her younger sister.

"Easy, I was walking not ten feet behind you and when you stopped, so did I," Veronica said cheekily.

"Kiss you?" was all Heero got.

"Dad, breathe," said Veronica as she noted her father’s face beginning to turn red.

Heero took a deep breath to calm himself. "And you shouldn’t give him reason to say things like that Vicky," he said. His eyes stared into hers.

Victoria returned her father’s look. "I’ll do whatever I have to," she snorted as she looked over at Chris and his family.

Heero looked over too and glared at the oldest Maxwell son. "This is starting to get out of hand. It won’t take much more. They are so much like Duo and Hilde. Both stubborn. They’ll fight whatever feelings they do have. I don’t know if I even like the idea of my daughter and the oldest Maxwell. But he better not do anything like his father did with his mother before they were married or I might have to deprive Duo of a son."

Victoria flounced to the car and slammed the door. She sat in the back with her arms crossed. "Damn you Maxwell. What are you damning him for? You know why! Oh do I? For getting under your skin that’s what! Not like you would mind. What’s that supposed to mean? You know what it means! Not what you’re thinking! Of course, it’s exactly what I’m thinking! Go away! You’re thinking what it would be like to really kiss him and lose yourself in it! Will you stop it! Nope, and don’t deny it! The thought of him kissing you would make you weak! Argh! Just go away! Go back to where you came from!" She growled silently in frustration. Her mind had been waging a war with itself for the past few weeks. And as time went on, her resolve was beginning to weaken just a little. "I would rather die first then admit anything! How typical of a Yuy to contemplate death before admitting anything! Coward! Are not! Could have fooled me!" Her manicured nails dug into her palms. She would fight it. She wasn’t going to give in. Ever.

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Chris lay in the hammock stretched between two of the trees in the backyard. He was staring up into the endless blue sky. He didn’t notice the approach of his sister until she gave it a push.

"Hey braid boy," Randy said as she leaned over him. "Dinner is almost ready and the others will be arriving soon."

He looked up at his sister. "Is that so brat," he replied as he took in what she was wearing. "You’re really going to attract Miles attention in that. Are you sure trying to get him killed? You know how dad feels about you and dating," he said as he closed his eyes.

She smoothed her hands over her bright red tank top with cutoff shorts. "I know. That’s the entire point. If Miles really wants me, he’ll keep on braving dad’s nasty looks and death threats," she said as she turned on her bare heel and went back inside the house.

"Hell hath no fury like an angry God of Death," Chris said under his breath as he thought of his dad’s temper. And with Randy being the only girl and the baby, the protective streak in his dad came out full force. "Miles is going to have a hell of a time getting to her. He already has two marks against him. He’s three years older then her and he chases anything in a skirt. And dad is going to have a hard time in making sure that Randy doesn’t do anything she’s not supposed to."

"Oh Chris, your favorite girl is here," Randy yelled as she stuck her head out the kitchen door.

He raised his head to look at her. "You’re point being?" he asked.

"You know," she replied knowingly as she ducked back into the kitchen with her parents.

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Victoria walked out on the deck off of the Maxwell’s family room. She spotted Chris lying in the hammock. A nasty little thought entered her mind. She walked down the steps and onto the soft green grass. She looked over him. His eyes were closed. Her hands closed around the edge of the hammock and began to pull it up. A hand shot out to grab her wrist.

"I don’t think so princess," Chris said as he looked up at her.

She growled and tried anyway. "Go to hell!" she snapped. Unfortunately it didn’t work out as she planned.

He yanked her forwards as the hammock tipped over, sending them both to the ground. With him on top. "This is new," he said as he leaned up on his elbows to look down at her.

Victoria clenched her teeth. She felt his weight pressing down on hers. "Get off me!" Her cheeks flared with color.

Chris noticed. "This makes you nervous doesn’t it?" he asked as a smirk crossed his face. "I’ll say it’s one of the better positions I’ve seen you in."

Her face flared with even more color. "You lecher! Get off of me!" she said as she tried to move. She couldn’t. His weight was keeping her from moving.

He noticed that too. Every part of him noticed. "And if I don’t?" he countered smoothly, keeping himself as calm as possible.

"I’ll punch you hard enough to make you see stars," Victoria replied hotly as she glared up at him.

"Not if I kiss you first," Chris said with a wicked smile.

Her eyes went wide. "Don’t even try it," she warned as she put her hands against his chest.

He did anyway. He kissed her. He felt her fingers curl into the front of his black shirt. "Stop this now Maxwell! Stop what? Kissing her! Do you have a death wish or something? If Heero comes out and sees this, he’ll kill you! Point taken, but I like kissing her! Are you crazy! Crazy like all the Maxwells!"

As soon as his lips touched hers, the fight went out of her. She didn’t know why, but she didn’t want to leave the warmth of his arms holding her against him and the feel of his lips moving over hers. Granted that she hadn’t been kissed all that often, this kiss was making up for the lack of thereof. "What are you doing! Its called enjoying it! Stop it! Really don’t want to. I kind of like it! WHAT! I like it a lot, so go away." She moved her lips against his, getting hopelessly lost. She willingly parted her lips under his.

Chris felt her weakening. And what he had intended as an insult became something else entirely when she parted her soft lips under his. He slipped his tongue into her mouth, stroking gently. "You’re signing your death warrant! Yeah, yeah." He blocked out his mind and concentrated on kissing her. She was spice with a touch of innocence. He liked it. He liked it a lot.

Victoria was in a haze. She never felt like this. Her body was on fire. She shifted her leg, resting her sandaled foot on his calf. "So this is what it means to really be kissed."

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Randy came out on the deck, putting the bowl of corn on the cob on the table. Her eyes fell on the couple, lying on the grass, completely oblivious of what was going on around them. Her mouth dropped open and she clapped her hand over her mouth. She ran back inside. "You two have to see this," she said as she pulled Jonathon and David out with her. She pointed to the grass.

Jonathon bit his lip to keep back the laughter.

David shoved his fist against his mouth to hold back his.

"What are you guys…" Duo trailed off when he got an eyeful of what his kids were staring at and trying not to laugh. Chris was kissing the daylights out of Victoria. And it didn’t look like it would be stopping anytime soon. He stepped down off the deck and walked over to them. He knew if Heero caught them, his son would be lucky to escape with his life intact. He reached down and tugged on Chris’s braid.

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Chris felt tugging. He lifted his lips from Victoria’s and looked up. He saw his dad looking down at them with raised brows. Realization on what he had been doing hit him. "Shit," he said as he pushed away from her.

Victoria’s face flooded with color when she saw Duo looking down on her. She sat up and scooted away from Chris. She wiped the back of her hand across her lips. "Dammit!" she hissed at herself. She looked back up at Chris. "You…you…" she sputtered as she scrambled up and away from him. "So rationality finally returned! Shut up! You were kissing Chris! No shit! Baka girl! Stupid, stupid, stupid! Stop saying that! You were KISSING CHRIS! I know that! You’re a…Don’t say it. I already know it!" And without really thinking of her actions. She hauled off and punched him in the jaw. "That's for kissing me! And if you try it again, I’ll shoot you!" she snapped as she ran past the three Maxwells on the deck into the house.

He rubbed his jaw where she had hit him. "Damn, she packs quite a wallop," he muttered. He heard his dad clear his throat. He bit his lip and looked up. "Yeah dad?"

"You would have been dead if it hadn’t been me," Duo replied shortly as he looked down at his son. "You were lucky," he said as he offered his hand to Chris.

Chris grasped his dad’s hand and stood up. "Guess I was."

"What were you thinking?" Duo asked as they walked up to the deck.

"If I knew dad, I would tell you. But I don’t. I was supposed to be proving a point, but that kind of went out the window," Chris replied as he scratched the back of his head.

"Well next time, don’t do it out on the lawn where you’d be caught. And pray that Heero never finds out," Duo sighed as he clapped his son on his shoulder.

"Well if it was Miles kissing Randy like that, what would you’ve done?" Chris asked as he turned to look at his dad.

Duo gritted his teeth. "Miles wouldn’t be living. So keep that in mind when you think of kissing Heero’s daughter," he warned as he went back inside the house.

"That was quite a show Chris," Jonathon snickered.

"Yeah, quite a show," David laughed as he leaned against the deck railing.

Chris glared at his two brothers. "Either of you say anything about this, I’ll kill you both slowly," he growled.

"Well you should think of that before making out on the lawn," Randy giggled as she tossed her ponytail over her shoulder.

Chris turned his eyes to his little sister. "And if you say anything, I’ll make you very sorry," he warned.

Randy stuck her tongue out at him before flouncing back into the house.

Chris fell into the deck chair and raked his hands through his bangs. "I’m in deep shit, if Heero finds out."

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Dinner seemed to progress smoothly enough. Victoria and Chris weren’t even looking at each other. And Randy couldn’t help but notice and start in on Victoria. "You know Vicky, you look so nice in pink," she said casually as she tore a strip of chicken off the drumstick with her fingers.

Victoria’s face went red. "Shut up brat!" she hissed from across the table.

"Well you do. You wear it better then I could of course," Randy said as she gave Victoria a wicked grin.

"You wonder why," Victoria snapped back. "You would look better with a scarlet letter."

It was Randy’s turn to flush with color. "At least I don’t make out in public," she hissed back.

"Randy," Chris said in a low voice.

Victoria caught the look her father sent her. "You little bitch," she growled at Randy.

"Sucks when a Maxwell is right, doesn’t it, ice princess," Randy said sweetly.

Victoria picked her glass of water up and tossed it in Randy’s face. "Go to hell!"

Randy’s eyes narrowed as water dripped off the tip of her nose. She picked up her glass and threw it in Victoria’s face.

That made Victoria snap. She pushed back her chair and went around the table.

Randy stood up as well.

"Here we go again," Miles said as he turned around to watch.

Victoria grabbed a hold of Randy’s ponytail and yanked hard.

Randy elbowed Victoria in the ribs.

And Victoria balled up her fist to punch Randy, when she felt someone’s tight grip on her wrist. She looked up into Chris’ s eyes.

"Don’t hit my sister," Chris snapped at her.

"Why shouldn’t I, the little brat deserves it!" she growled.

"She’s my sister and I’ll deal with her. Not you," he growled back. "So I suggest ice princess that you go back to your side of the table and stay there," he stressed as he stood between her and his sister.

Victoria punched him instead. "I HATE YOU!" she yelled into his face.

"Good for you," Chris yelled back rubbing his jaw, where she managed to punch him for the second time. He picked her up and carried the kicking and screaming Victoria to the pool, dumping her in.

Duo’s head fell into his hands. "This is not good," he groaned.

Chris turned to look over at Randy. "If I were you, I would start running," he threatened.

Randy paled a little.

"You’re not going to do anything to your sister," Duo warned in a low voice. "I’ll talk to her later."

Chris glared at his sister, but turned his attention to an angry Victoria. "You don’t go after my sister. You go through me first," he hissed.

"Then you better curb your sister’s wayward tongue," Victoria shot back, seething with anger. "But I can always deal with you," she said as she gave him a push, making him fall into the pool. "Touch me again and you’ll wish you hadn’t," she said as she stalked off.

Chris surfaced and watched her leave. "Damn woman."

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Heero watched his daughter come back up to the deck. She looked mad enough to kill. "Are you all right?" he asked as he shot a look over at Chris, climbing out of the pool.

"I’m fine," Victoria replied tightly. "Just wet," she said as she looked over at Chris.

Heero smoothed some of Victoria’s wet hair off her face. "Go on inside with your mother and Hilde and get cleaned up some," he said as he gently pushed her in the direction of the kitchen.

"Come on dear," said Relena as she grasped onto her daughter’s arm and pulled her along with her. She had seen that look in Victoria’s eyes. She had seen that look in Heero’s before. It made it look like hell froze over.

Hilde went and grabbed a towel from the linen closet and went back downstairs to the kitchen, where Victoria was with Relena. She had seen the looks that had passed between Chris and her. It made the atmosphere chill considerably. And the warning tone in Duo’s voice when Chris had threatened Randy. "Here you go," she said as she handed Victoria the towel.

"Thank you," Victoria said as she wiped her face with it. She looked up at Hilde. One could see where Randy got her looks and brains. Personality wise, was Duo Maxwell through and through.

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The rest of the evening, Chris spent the time in the lawn chair, far away from everyone.

Victoria sat inside on the couch, wrapped in a blanket as Hilde dried her clothes.

Randy got reprimanded by Duo and went to lay in the hammock and sulk.

Duo felt like he was going to go crazy with what was going on.

Heero was mad that Chris tossed his daughter in the pool.

And Hilde and Relena were apprehensive on what was going on between their two children.

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Chris stared out across the landscape. He could see clear to the other side of the cliff from where his house stood. "You’re an idiot! You don’t have to tell me that! Sure I do, that's what I’m here for. Great, this just makes everything so much better. Heero wants to kill you and so does Victoria. Shouldn’t have kissed her then. Will you stop that? I know that! You do? Yes, I do. I may do fool stunts like that, but I’m not that stupid. So you say. And what’s that supposed to mean? Admit it. You really like Victoria. And being an ass isn’t going to help you. Help me with what? Winning her over and making her yours. Fat chance. Oh, but on the contrary, the idea doesn’t sound all that bad. Especially if you’re in love with her." He snorted. "Right. Victoria and me. We would kill each other first."

Victoria closed her eyes and tilted her head back against the couch. "You should have remembered how clannish the Maxwells are. So? Randy was being a bitch. You just couldn’t keep your temper in check? No. But Randy was right about you looking nice in pink. Hey, whose side are you on! Just pointing out the obvious. You like Chris and you’re fighting it. I don’t…If you finish that thought; I’ll hit you. That's funny, I can’t hit myself without looking nuts. But if you would admit the way you felt when he kissed you, you wouldn’t feel so bad. You like him a lot more then you think you do. Is that so? It is. You’re probably in love with him and you just don’t want to acknowledge that." "Hardly, I couldn’t be in love with him," she muttered under her breath. But she couldn’t ignore that thought that she just might either.

Part Three

"That nuts!" Veronica said as she laid across the rug in the Maxwell's family room.

"Well don't you see that everything is going to blow up in their faces!" Randy exclaimed as she dug her fingers into the bowl of popcorn sitting on the floor between them. "That's why we have to push things along some."

"Randy, what are you up too?" asked David as he reached over her head to snag some popcorn.

Randy gave him a wicked smile. "Want to hear what I think we should do?"

"All right, what exactly is going on in your devious little Maxwell mind?" Dominic asked as he looked down at her from the couch.

"I say we lock them in a room and force them to admit their feelings for each other," Randy replied with a laugh. "Isn't that what my parents did to yours?"

Dominic chuckled and ran his hand through his unruly hair, very much like his father's. "Yeah, but they hadn't tried to kill each other or at least my mom didn't try to kill my dad. Unlike Vic and Chris, they really want to kill each other."

"All you have to do is light a fuse between them and BOOM! Just sit back and watch the results," Jonathon said as he snatched the remote from David. "It would be worth all the trouble because they're on the verge of reinstating another war."

"I say we do it," Randy said as she sat up. "All we need to do is find a place to lock them in and how to get them there so they won't suspect," she said as she thoughtfully tapped her nails against her lips. "Hmmm."

"I got it!" Veronica said as she sat up too. "Chloroform them and take them to the Hotel de Sol! They have bars on the windows that even a Maxwell or Yuy couldn't find their way out of! And we can put the locks on the doors that you used to lock us in our bedrooms," she said excitedly.

"That's a great idea!" Randy said as she fell back on the rug. "But when?"

Dominic stared at his sister. "You've been hanging around Randy too much. All her bad habits are rubbing off on you."

"Nah, that's just the Yuy coming out in me," Veronica said with a sardonic smile that would match their father's.

"How about tomorrow?" Jonathon asked as he grabbed the bowl of popcorn. "We can have Randy flirt with the concierge and get them to give us a room for the night."

"And only the best for our brother," David suggested as a gleam came into his eyes. "Make sure it's the best suite they have. Better yet, make sure it's the honeymoon suite!"

The three Maxwells and the two Yuys burst into laughter, which brought Duo from the study. He observed the five of them, laughing hysterically. "And what are you guys up too?" he asked.

"Nothing dad," Randy giggled before she grabbed a pillow and stuffed it over her face to muffle them.

Duo raised a brow and eyed his two sons, who gave him their mother's angelic smile. "Now I know you guys are up to something."

"Don't worry dad, its not illegal," Jonathon snickered as he looked over at David.

"That's what worries me," Duo sighed as he turned on his heel and left the room, shaking his head and muttering about the crazy kids.

"So tomorrow it is," Randy said as she put her hand in the middle.

"Tomorrow," the others said in unison as they placed their hands on top of hers.

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"God, I didn't realize she weighed this much!" Dominic muttered as he carried his sister over his shoulder into the hotel room and dropped her onto the bed.

"She doesn't weigh that much," Veronica said a she followed her brother into the room, carrying a bag filled with a few things. She set it down on the dresser and pulled out a change of clothes, a CD, and a box of condoms.

"Man, I swear this is the last time I do something like this," David mumbled as he and Jonathon carried in Chris. They put him on the bed next to Victoria.

"Trust me, it will all be worth it," Randy said as she took out a change of clothes for Chris and put them next to Victoria's on the dresser.

"I can't believe we're actually setting up our own brother," Jonathon said as he looked at Chris, whose arm was draping across Victoria's stomach. He glanced at the contents on the dresser. He raised his eyes to Randy's. "Do you really think that they're going to…"

"Have sex," Randy said as she walked around the bed regarding the couple. "Of course I do. I mean if you look at their body language, they're practically dying to get it on," she pointed out.

"And how would you know that?" Jonathon asked as he raised a brow at his sister.

"Not in the way you're thinking," Randy replied as her ponytail swished across her back. "Look at mom and dad. That's all you need to do."

David nodded. "That's true. Look at them and wonder why there's only four of us," he answered wryly.

Veronica looked at her watch. "You know, we better hurry up. We only used enough chloroform to knock them out for three hours and the second hour is starting and you two still have to set the door," she said glancing at the Maxwell brothers.

"Come on, let's get to work," said David as he and Jonathon began to work on the door. A half-hour later the door was set. "Finished," David announced as he dusted off his hands.

"Good, now let's get going," said Dominic as he looked over his shoulder at his sister. That sardonic Yuy smirk crossed his lips. "This could be interesting."

"Got that right," Randy said as she looked back at the sleeping couple. "Enjoy you two," she said grinning wickedly and hanging the NOT TO DISTURB sign on the brass knob. She leaned against the door and began to laugh.

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Victoria rolled against something, extremely warm and very well muscled. Her hand slid over toned flesh. Her eyes popped open. "That can't be right." She turned her head. "AHHHHHHHHHHH!"  She snatched her hand away and promptly fell out of the bed.

Chris heard a yell and his eyes opened abruptly. "Who the hell is yelling at the top of their lungs?" he growled as he sat up. His eyes fell on the woman looking up at him from the floor. "SHIT!" he yelled as he stared at Victoria. "What the hell are you doing here?" he sputtered.

"I could ask you the same thing!" she snapped back. She resolutely kept her eyes off of his bare chest. She stood and backed away, until she came up against a wall.

He kept his eyes off her too. He looked around. "Have any idea why we're in a hotel room?" he asked.

"If I knew, I would tell you baka!" Victoria hissed as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Will not look at him, will not look at him." She took a deep breath and glanced around the room herself. Her eyes wisely avoided the rather large bed that Chris was still sitting on and fell on the dresser. She walked over to it and looked at the contents. Her face flamed with color when they landed on a box. She let out a gasp of air.

Chris turned his eyes to her when he heard her gasp. "What?" he asked as he got up and walked over to her.

She snatched the box up and hid it behind her back as she turned. She hadn't realized that he had been that close to her. "N…N…Nothing," she stuttered. Her face was still flaming.

He could see color flooding her face by the minute. He looked at her arms behind her back. "What's that?" he asked as he looked down at her.

Victoria made the effort to take a deep breath. She could feel the warmth of his skin. Her breasts were almost touching his bare chest. She shook her head wildly.  "It's nothing! Really!" she said in a rush, but she couldn't move with him leaning over her a little.

Chris looked into her eyes. He could hear her breathing rapidly. He could smell the scent of the raspberry shampoo that she used as she shook her head, sending her golden hair tumbling about her shoulders. "What are you hiding behind your back Victoria?" he asked again. If anything her face got even redder. "This is making me curious," he stated as he slid his hands behind her, trying to get a hold of whatever she was hiding.

She tightened her grip on the box as she felt his hands close over hers. She shook her head again. "Chris let go," she said breathlessly as her body came into complete contact with his.

His fingers pried hers apart and grasped what she had been hiding. He pulled his hand from behind her and looked at the box. His mouth went dry and his eyes sprang to hers with an audible click. He dropped the box on the floor and backed up a few feet. "Uh…ummm," was all he could say. He felt some color rise to his cheeks as he looked over at her.

Victoria swallowed hard. "Happy?" she snapped as her face got even redder. She could see the color flooding his face. She could feel the knobs of the dresser pushing into her back. "You asked for it."

"I asked for it! What's that supposed to mean?" Chris shot back as he stared at her. "She looks cute in that. Stop it Maxwell. Stop what? You know what and you better get those thoughts out of your head this minute! Ummm… Well aren't you articulate! Shut up!" He closed his eyes, blocking her out in that white tank top and yellow striped boxers.

"You figure it out baka!" she gritted out. She walked over to the door and tried to unlock it. Nothing. "Oh no, please tell me it isn't what I think it is," she moaned under her breath as she yanked on the door again.

"Let me see," he said as he came over. He tried the door as well. He stared at it for a moment. "Shit! When I get my hands on them, I'm going to wring each and every one of their necks!" he growled.

"Wait in line braid boy, your siblings are mine first," Victoria bit out as she turned to give him a death glare worthy of her father at him.

Chris glared right back. "Oh and since when did you get to kill my siblings?"

"Since now!" she pointed out angrily. "This is all your fault! You Maxwells are all alike! You're all the spawn of the devil!"

"Oh yeah! And when did Yuys become innocent little angels?" he bit out as he towered over her.

"I hate you!" Victoria fumed as she poked him hard in the chest.

"The feeling is likewise ice princess!" Chris ground out with clenched teeth as he stared into her face.

"Stop calling me that you jackass!" she yelled at him.

"Make me!" he yelled back.

Just then the stereo started to play and a song came resounding across the room. They both froze when they heard the lyrics.