Part 1

She doubted very much that she was the picture her mother had made her out to be. For a woman who prided herself on being in the latest fashion, having the latest haircut, and looking not a day over twenty-five it had to be a huge blow to her ego that her only daughter was the exact opposite.

Ariel Huntington was artistic, and unreachable on many levels. Mainly due to the fact that she was seen as a piece of luggage for as long as she could remember by her mother. Felicia Hart had one thing on her mind for the past sixteen years and that was to marry someone richer than the last person she married. Staying true to this concept was the fact that she now had five former husbands and was now married to number six. Marrying at eighteen to her high school sweetheart who was only a kid like herself and only staying married to him long enough to have Ariel and find someone better. She regretted it years later when Raydon Huntington became a wealthy lawyer and opened his now very influential law firm. That was over and done with, for Felicia had hit the jackpot in her latest marriage to a multi-billionaire named Raberba Winner.

Raberba had twenty daughters and a son from his previous marriage and now saw fit to marry a Barbie doll, so to speak. Though he was in his late fifties and Felicia was thirty-four made no difference when love of money was at stake. The things that Ariel didn't understand about her newest stepfather was his family loyalty, his open heartedness, and his ability to shut her mother up with a look something she had only learned how to do in the past two years. Having so many daughters of his own, she reasoned, that having one more girl in the house was not a problem because he had probably heard and seen every possible problem by having so many different daughters. So when she arrived, a day before her sophomore year of high school was to begin, wearing her normal attire he didn't even bat an eye while her mother practically fainted on sight at what she was wearing.

In her normal fashion for the past year and a half, she was in all black. Black jeans, a cropped black tank top with a mesh black long sleeved shirt over it that came to mid-hip. She would guess it was her hair and makeup that would have really set her Bloomingdale's shopping mom off the bend. Her honey-blond hair, naturally lightened in areas by the sun was streaked with black, and her eye makeup was entirely black from her eyeliner, mascara, to her midnight black eye shadow, which was heavy darkened. Add black lipstick and a piercing in her nose and you got the package. It wasn't overly done and she could barely pass as 'Goth', so she didn't see the need to change what she was familiar with. Along with her was her pet wolf, a present from her dad when she was twelve, that had been orphaned and was her protector that was also black with ice-blue eyes and her pet raven that was in a two-foot high wire cage.

Raberba did what she had never expected from any man she knew besides her dad to do and that was to hug her and welcome her into the family. Felicia placed a false smile on her lips and gently kissed her cheek whispering into her ear she would 'discuss' the attire Ariel was inappropriately in later.

Meeting the rest of the living there family had been easier. Quatre was Raberba's only son and was kind, like his dad. His five sisters all talked to Ariel like she was one of them and the only person giving her glares during dinner besides her mother was Quatre's girlfriend, Dorothy Catalonia. Ariel knew Dorothy's type, had been raised about the little debutants all her life and knew all about their vindictiveness. The girl's violet eyes flashed whenever Quatre made a simple polite conversation starter.

Ariel had decided that night to retire early to bed, being taken to her room by Raberba who told her she could decorate it anyway she wanted to once she was back from school on weekends and holidays. The new school she was going to was a boarding school that only allowed its students to leave it on Friday afternoons until Sunday nights if they were going home. During vacations you could stay there or go home. She thanked him for the spacious room and pulled her comforter out of one of her boxes, it was made of silk on the top and cotton on the bottom that kept her cool and warm during the night and went to sleep on her strange new bed.

~

Down the hall from Ariel was Quatre's room. Dorothy was pacing in the room, her feet moving over the Persian carpet without a sound as he lay against the headboard reading. Her hair followed her as she did spur of the moment turns and she growled at Quatre.

"Does your father actually think we are going to accept that…freak into our circle?" she demanded, pausing at the end of his bed.

Quatre set the book on the nightstand and sat up.

"Ariel is part of the family now, Dorothy. She will be treated as such." He simply replied.

"She is not even like us, rather like some gutter rat. How is she going to pass off as a student of St. Augustine Academy? They don't exactly let anyone into the school, you know." She said evilly.

"Father already got her enrolled, before he and Felicia got married. Her uniforms and all the extra school attire were sent here two days ago. She is going to our school, Dorothy."

"Why? I don't understand, I mean her mother is passing pretty in a fake way but the girl is not even pretty. With all the makeup and those clothes, she looks like a slut."

Quatre frowned.

"That's not true and you know it. Beside a little area of her stomach all of her was covered and she doesn't act like a tramp."

"What about her being pretty?" Dorothy asked, noticing he hadn't said anything about that.

"She's a sister now, how would I know if she is attractive or not?"

"You are male, first, Quat, darling. So tell me?"

He shrugged.

"I guess she's pretty."

"See! I knew it! All you men think alike, you just see her tits and her looks and think nothing more."

"Like you don't?" Quatre smiled as she crawled on the bed to him, lying beside him, "I don't exactly here you complaining about your attributes, Dorothy, nor those of those girl friends of yours."

Dorothy glared at him.

"We are not talking about me. We are talking about that freak down the hall."

"If you are that determined to dislike her, what am I going to do or say to make you change your mind?"

Dorothy's face lit up. She leaned over him and licked her lips.

"You always know what to do to sooth my temper, Quat. I do so hope I don't have to remind you."

"Maybe a little? You know it has been," he looked at the clock, "all of two hours since we've fooled around."

"Fooled around? How charming, Quat," she said kissing him and then lightly biting his lip, "when I thought I fucked you."

"Or I fucked you?"

She grinned as he caught on with her game, her hands moving down his body to his pants, feeling the bulge in them and licking his ear as she whispered.

"Is this for me, darling, or that tramp?"

Quatre sucked in his breath as she opened his pants and began to pull them down, all the time straddling his hips and rubbing her center against him.

"Who do you think?"

Dorothy got his pants off, tossing them off the bed and itched her way down to his current focus, kissing and nibbling her way down until she licked around the prize.

"I think you'd screw her if you had the chance," she whispered, taking his penis deep inside her mouth and swirling her tongue around it as one of her hands kneaded his balls, "I saw you sporting this since the minute you saw her." She finished with as she removed her mouth from him altogether.

"Jealous?" He asked, as she brought his hands inside her underwear, beneath her sundress, so his fingers could feel how ready for him she was.

"Hardly," she said with a moan as his fingers moved into her, first two then three of them massaging her inner passage while his thumb flicked her nub of pleasure, "I doubt that little virgin of yours even knows what to do to you in bed."

He momentarily stopped his fingers as she opened her closed violet eyes and looked into his patient blue ones.

"So that is what intrigues you and is bringing out the cat, you know she's a virgin." He stated.

"Virgin's hold no appeal for me, I rather have someone in bed who knows what they are doing."

Dorothy shifted on his fingers trying to get him to return to his earlier ministrations, he felt this and removed them totally as she groaned at her loss.

"You want her, why did I see it? You and those trolls you play with love to deal with virgins."

Dorothy frowned at his words.

"Treize and Zechs are not trolls, Quatre. They are two of your best friends."

"Best friends that use virgins to play their little sex orgy games."

"Quat," she pouted, "she is going to be a target. She has virgin written all over her sweet little body."

"And here you were just calling her a tramp not five minutes ago?"

Dorothy leaned forward so her still covered breasts could rub against his opened shirt and naked chest, as she adjusted her hips so the lips of her sex rubbed against the head of his dick.

"That was because I thought you wanted her," she tormented, "so please just fuck me and I promise to be good."

Quatre grabbed her hips, stilling her motions.

"She is a sister now, Dorothy. Remember that." He stated and lifted her body to impale her on his dick and they both sighed with welcome.

The sex game had begun as Dorothy rocked on his dick and tongue fucked him as well, thinking all the time what it was going to be like to have that little virgin around and not want to screw her.

Part Two

Ariel stood at the bottom of a flight of stairs; staring up at the most intimidating building she had ever seen. The school or rather St. Augustine Academy, sat on over forty private acres of land five miles from the closest home or building. It was set near a small cliff that led to the beach and ocean, for sailing and water sports. The building looked like some medieval castle from a horror movie rather than a school.

Gray-stoned, with a main building that held all the classrooms it had a west and east wing along with a bell tower at the top of the main building. Three-stories high, the first floor of the entire thing was the main rooms for dinning, common areas, and also classrooms. The second floor on the east and west wings where the dorms for the students. West was for the girls and east for the boys. The third floor had the teacher's rooms, the dean's family compartments, and the other people that kept up the school and surrounding area. Over a hundred teachers, professors, and the dean lived at the school, while there were thirteen hundred students, each with their own private bedroom. Stain-glass windows, a huge parking area, private tennis and basketball courts, outdoor and indoor pool, exercise gym, and largest stage auditorium. It was the most exclusive school she had ever attended and she had been to some good ones.

Raberba had apologized that morning for not being able to show her around the school or get her introduced to the Dean. He handed her three keys on a black key chain, and when she lifted an eyebrow he explained that the three keys were for her dorm room, the key to the house, and the key to her car outside. Felicia only sighed as Ariel went outside to see a pitch-black mustang convertible. Quatre had left early that morning with Dorothy in tow so she was given instructions to how to get to the school. Her dorm boxes were loaded into the trunk and she hugged Raberba thanking him. As she nodded to Felicia she saw Raberba shake his head at her coldness towards her only child before taking off in her new car.

So here she was holding a box in her arms and looking up at the school. Her black-lensed sunglasses, slid down her nose to let her see the exact colors of the school and she watched kids passing her, eyeing her and her outfit. She had been told her could wear an accessories she wanted with her basic school uniform of a plaid gray, blue, and white skirt that came just below her knees with a button down long sleeved shirt and jacket with the school's insignia on the breast pocket and both shoulder sleeves. Her hair was up in a loose bun with two black chop sticks holding it together, her black streaks were left out of her bun to dangle around her head. She had on her dark makeup with little black crosses dangling from her ears and a spiked black collar at her throat, thinking not to over do it on the first day she only wore one collar unlike the three she usually sported. On her feet were just below knee high leather boots, which were her favorite pair of shoes.
She was a drastic contrast to the wholesome good looks and clean features of all the kids she had seen pass her.

Used to strange looks, she ignored them and walked up the stairs, adjusting the box weight to open the door with her free hand and move in the door before it shut behind her. She glanced at the mahogany panel wood walls and marble flooring of the place. A grand staircase led up to the second floor landing, separating into the west and east wing and then another flight of stairs it continued to the third story landing. The hallway was filled with people and she took a guess that she should go to the right to the Dean's office before heading up to her room; she still had five more boxes and two suitcases to carry up the stairs. Noticing a huge line at the end of the hall where the Dean's office was, she decided against going there right then and unpacking first.

Up the stairs and she looked down at the top of the box where she had set a map of where her room was out of the six hundred and fifty rooms that were in the west wing alone. Five different corridors had the rooms separated into and she had to find her corridor and her room. She walked around girls standing in the hallway, or sitting in the hallway. She caught the sideway glances she received and she didn't pay attention as to who she ran into.

"Damn, I'm sorry." Ariel said as she ran into a light brown haired girl with her back to Ariel.

The girl turned around, grabbing the books that fell on the floor out of her arms as she did and then stood to look at Ariel. Ariel expected to see hostility and dismissal in the eyes of the other girl, as she did in all the other girls but saw nothing but openness.

"Probably my fault for being so slow," the girl said with a smile, "My name is Relena Dorlain."

Ariel smiled back.

"Ariel Huntington…..What isn't Dorlain the name of the Dean?"

"My father. We tried to keep it a secret but when your father is Dean it's kind of hard to keep anything a secret."

"I can imagine."

Relena glanced at the box and noticed Ariel's weighted down state.

"You need help?"

"Only with directions," she nodded to the paper on the box, "I need to find corridor three room 445."

"That's right next to mine," Relena announced, "come on I'll show you."

Ariel nodded and followed Relena around another hallway and down a couple of steps to the door with 445, in brass numbers. Relena took Ariel's key chain and unlocked it, opening the door so Ariel could set the box down. She took a look around and Relena noticed it looked just like hers and everyone else's. A full twin bed; built into the wall dresser, bookshelf, desk and closet; and that was about it. Everything else of furniture you would want you had to get yourself. Because Ariel had a corner room of the west wing, that over looked the beach she had a window seat.

"You get a private bathroom, because of being a corner room as well. Not many of us get our own bathroom. I have one and I think there are only forty-eight more like that. The rest have a bathroom between every four rooms, so four girls share one bathroom."

"You don't see me complaining."

"You want me to help you get the rest of your stuff up?"

"I have to go see the Dean by lunch time so if you want we can meet here and go get the rest at one if you want?"

"Sure. You have your schedule?"

"Yeah," Ariel took it out of the jacket pocket, "not a single hard class."

"Psychology, Trigonometry, Government, two Art classes, Drama, Music, and A.P. Medieval Literature. You call that not hard?" Relena stated with a lift of her eyebrow.

"I'm used to having full class schedule, besides it keeps me busy and focused."

"I'm all for full education but doesn't this crowd your time?"

"You telling someone about crowding time? Come on, Lena, you have no spare time and you have only six classes this semester." An amused female voice came from outside the door.

Both Relena and Ariel looked to see a blue-black haired girl with a grinning face looking at the two of them.

"At least she isn't taking tons of sports like you are, even though you hate them."

"Hilde, it's rude to interrupted other people's conversations."

"You guys were on a pause," Hilde stated coming in, "besides I had to meet the 'Black clad girl' everyone is talking about," Hilde looked at Ariel with a mischievous look on her face, "you wouldn't be her, by chance, would you?"

Ariel laughed and glanced over her outfit.

"Unless you know some other girl walking around that looks exactly like me, then yes."

"Good. Can't have enough individuals around this Children of the Corn prison we're in."

Relena sighed at Hilde's dramatics.

"As you can tell, you'll be seeing Hilde in your Drama class. An aspirating actress."

"But don't tell my parents that, they expect me to marry a doctor and become hostess to his colleagues."

"Not date an lead singer to a high school outlawed band and become the lead in every school play like you have been since elementary school?" Relena said with fake shock.

"How true and boring would life be if I did what my parents wanted," Hilde shivered, "just the thought gives me the creeps. By the way, name is Hilde Schbeiker."

"Ariel Huntington."

Hilde's face showed interest.

"You wouldn't be Quatre Winner's new stepsister, would you?"

"As far as right now I am."

Relena glanced at Hilde.

"Quatre talked to Duo and Duo told me, okay? I am not repeating gossip." Hilde defended from Relena's scowl.

"Why don't I show Ariel around why you go charm Daddy Dean into a good mood so he doesn't give us the 'Welcome to St. Augustine, the next years will be the best years of your life' speech. Duo said it was a snooze and a half last year."

Relena gently shoved Hilde in the arm and smiled at Ariel.

"See you at one, Ariel."

"Later, Relena."

As Relena left, Hilde took Ariel by the arm and led her out to show her around campus.

~

Dorothy was sitting in the courtyard, talking to the four hottest and top popular senior girls on campus. She listened to Midii Une talk about her summer in Venice while Cathrine Bloom, Sally Po, and Lucrezia Noin talked to her about it. All were very pretty to beautiful in looks and that was why every guy panted after the four and as Dorothy was part of the Inners, she was also pant worthy.

"Well, look at who is hanging around the Freak." Dorothy commented as she watched Hilde Schbeiker, a candidate for Inners this year since she was a sophomore was walking with Ariel.

"Who is that?" Cathrine asked, taking off her rose tinted glasses.

"Ariel Huntington, Quatre Winner's new stepsister."

All four of them looked at Dorothy.

"You're joking right? Since when does the Winner's allow something like that into their family?" Noin asked.

"Since now. Her mother has been married five times before and Raberba Winner is number six."

"Six times? She is a fortune hunter." Midii stated.

"Right and just look who she is using to get fortunes now." Dorothy snidely commented.

"Not much luck if she is using her." Sally said pointing at Ariel.

Dorothy inwardly grinned. If those four got the slightest knowledge that the little virgin was indeed a virgin she would never get to have her before they could. In a school of thirteen hundred of wealthy blue bloods getting a virgin was a prize, since most of them used sex as a game from the day adolescence started. All four of them had a partner or lover right then but that wouldn't stop them from picking off a virgin, to have or to give to the top senior boys at the school. What a waste that one would be to be wasted, Dorothy thought.

~

The next day was just another day of adjusting to another school. She talked with Hilde, who was in her art classes and Drama, which were her favorites, and found out they had a lot in common. In music, she found a group of boys removed from the others, sitting in the back of the auditorium. Hilde only waved to one with a long braid of rich brown hair and a mischievous facial expression.

"Since you are new to this, I will work with you on anything you don't understand, Miss Huntington."

"Oh, I doubt she'll need help, Mr. O'Neil." Hilde assured the teacher, who was uncertain of Ariel.

"Why is that, Miss Schbeiker?"

"I've heard her sing, and she's extremely good."

"Yeah, right." Came a remark behind Hilde and Ariel saw the boy with the long braided hair.

"Ariel happened to be in several vocal talent competitions and won. Plus she had her own band although middle school, Duo."

"That doesn't mean anything, Hilde," Duo Maxwell told her, "she could just be telling you stories."

The two other boys with Duo, a dark brown short haired boy with glacial blue eyes and a black haired black eyed boy only stood behind him without a word.

"Everyone knows the only band around here is GW." One of the classmates said.

"If the Freak is so good why doesn't she prove it?" another asked.

Hilde glanced at Ariel, who winked at her. She tossed off her outer jacket and jumped onto the stage. She looked down at the class of thirty or so.

"What do you want me to sing?" Ariel dared, looking straight at Duo.

"Here," Hilde tossed a tape at the guy closest to the stereo system, off the stage, "play the background to this."

The group waited until the music started and recognized it as the artist Pink and the song was You Make Me Sick. Something that Hilde thought was humorous and laughed under her breath.

"Sing the chorus at the time the music for it comes up." Duo dared.

"No prob," Ariel said, "Tell me when you are ready for a little competition, Miss Diva."

The group snickered as Duo's face got a little red.

The music got to the point and Ariel started to move, her movements timed to the music and her voice came out, low and sultry as Pink's was in the song.

"You make me sick,
I want you and I'm hatin' it
Got me lit like a candlestick
Get too hot when you touch the tip, I'm feelin' it and I gotta getta grip
And it's drivin me crazy baby don't you quit
Can't get enough of it
You got me going again
Baby, you got me goin again
You make me sick."

At her voice and the music Hilde moved and grinned, knowing the she had blown Duo away. As lead singer to GW, his reputation for being the rival of anyone was called into check.

"Looks, like you got a rival, eh, Maxwell." Came Wu fei Chang's monotone comment.

Heero only nodded to Ariel as she came off stage and her face lit up as she recognized the tall brown haired boy standing in the entrance of the auditorium. As he got closer she jumped off stage and hugged him. Quatre looked at them with questions clear in his clear blue eyes.

"Nice of you and Mr. Winner to join us, Mr. Barton." Mr. O'Neil commented, he went ignored by the group and gave up teaching at that point for the day.

"Trowa, it is so good to see you." Ariel said pulling back in his hug.

"Still the sultry seductress, eh, my Dark Angel?"

"Had to do something with my life and to keep from sheer boredom."

Ariel looked into Quatre's eyes and something in it made her heart skip a beat. She shook it off as nerves at seeing Trowa after three years.

"Did she or did she not blow you away, Duo? Come on, fess up." Hilde tormented as Duo glared at her.

"She's not bad, Hilde."

Ariel took the time to turn around and Trowa laugh as he saw the famous attitude of Ariel Huntington.

"Not bad? Should I kiss your feet at such praise from Duo Maxwell? I mean, when I haven't even had a chance to judge if you are as good as they say that I should even have bothered with a petty contest."

Even Heero covered a laugh with a cough, as Duo's face was so stricken at what could only be a hit across the face for the celebrated male singer. It was a huge ego crusher that everyone agreed he needed every now and then.

"Tonight we are playing at a club in town and maybe you can judge for yourself." Duo dared, recovering.

"Glad to. See you around, Maxwell."

Ariel took that time to make an exit as the end of class bell rang and Hilde followed her howling with laughter.

Duo and the other three boys glanced at Trowa.

"Since when have you known Ariel Huntington?" Duo asked, grabbing his backpack as they walked down the aisle out of the auditorium.

"Since three years ago, when her mom was married to husband number five, I would think since Felicia obviously is now married to Quat's dad. Ariel and I went to school together, lived next door to one another."

"Has she always worn black?" Quatre asked.

"No. When her mother dumped her on her dad after that marriage ended when I knew her for a year and a half, she started to. Raydon Huntington's her dad, real nice guy that bought the house so she didn't have to move again. He is a lot like your dad, Quat, really into being involved with his kid's life. If Ariel had had only Felicia raising her you would be assured that she would not be who she is."

"What a Freak?" Duo asked, wondering.

"Ariel's not a freak, Duo. Anymore than you are cause of you obsession with your braid."

"Hey you leave my baby out of this." Duo said with a pout that got smiles from two of the others and for the time being ended the conversation as they hurried to their next classes.

~

Treize Khushrenada and Zechs Marquise sat in the back of their A.P. Medieval Literature class. Treize's eye kept coming to land on the back of the head of Ariel Huntington. She moved and acted unself-consciously. He had yet to pick the other girl to bring into the group by that night and from what he had seen of her the past day on campus she was turning into a power all her own. Her willfulness, outspoken ways, and own dress code left her an enigma at the school. Quatre had yet to lay claim or forbid anything for the girl, something a sibling in the Inners had a right to do for their sibling, but she was marriage not blood so he doubted that it would matter if Quatre did object. He had Dorothy. Treize had seen Ariel Huntington blow off every guy that came her way when some had come right out and asked to sleep with her. He would bet she would be wild in bed, if her passionate personality had told him anything.

"You keep staring at her." Zechs said with a small smile.

"So?"

"I think Dorothy wants that one."

"How do you know?"

"She practically gets wet whenever her name is brought into a conversation. Quatre also has feelings for her and they are anything but brotherly."

"Winner won't touch her, she's family. You are imagining that but Dorothy? She could."

"How about you let her do the tonight?"

"Think she will leave it intact?"

"Persuade her."

"How about you?"

"I have Hilde. Keeping control of her mouth is more than enough for me. You picked that Dorlain girl, right?"

"Yeah. Something about doing the Dean's daughter."

Zechs smirked.

"Is the band still playing tonight?"

"As far as I know."

They turned their attention back to class.

~

Quatre couldn't figure out what was wrong with him. The last night he had been unable to sleep and just thinking about amusing himself with Dorothy was a turn off. His mind kept landing on Ariel. She gave off the air of unavailable to every guy who looked at her and she had talked to him during the lunch but somehow he couldn't get her out of his head. She was a sister, how crying out loud. He had twenty of them, it wasn't like he didn't know how to act around them but Ariel had his undivided his attention, physical and mental the minute she opened his family's house door.

It wasn't because of how she dressed or acted. He knew now it was because of Felicia. Ariel was just unreachable about certain things and getting inside her head was one of them. He just wished he had taken Dorothy's advised and slept with Ariel maybe that would get him to sleep.

~

Hilde was sure that Duo was going to be all ready to do battle at the club that night and so was going to give the guys something to drool over when she got Ariel on stage. Since Relena and Ariel were already in Ariel's room having been fixing it up, she got the outfit she was sure would make Ariel hot and not the Freak everyone was coming to call her. Relena was going reluctantly to support Ariel.

"The first day of actual school for you and you get challenged by Duo Maxwell into a competition at a club. Life always this interesting for you, Ariel?"

"Nah, this is a slow day and it isn't over yet." Ariel teased the conservative girl.

"And just to make sure it goes out with a bang, wear this." Hilde said pulling the outfit out of one of the bags she had brought into the room.

The outfit was something Ariel had never wore, mostly due to the fact that she wasn't really into showing off skin. Relena looked just the same as Ariel did about the outfit. It was black leather pants, that had crisscross sides that showed off the outside and inside of her legs. Along with the pants was matching black leather crisscross right between the breasts top with spaghetti shoulder straps. Showing most of her navel and upper body skin. Along with it was four inch heeled ankle boots.

"There is no way I am wearing that. It is going to be so tight, how am I supposed to sing?"

"It isn't really tight, just looks that way. And you can leave your hair in the bun, it'll look awesome, trust me."

Ariel and Relena shook their heads.

"Ah, come on guys. Everyone at clubs dresses differently then they would normally. Plus I got Relena and me outfits to help you blend better."

Out of the other bag was a pair of red leather pants and blue leather mid-thigh and thick shoulder strapped dress.

"Relena gets the simple pants," Hilde said, knowing getting Relena into leather was going to be tough and so pants were a start, "while I wear the dress. That way we are both in leather too."

"Big help you are, Hil, you get to wear them hidden behind the small club table while I am on stage in this."

"Stop complaining and wait until you see what the boys look like." Hilde said.

"Where did you get this? Break into a farm and kidnap the cows?" Relena asked.

"Just wear it."

Relena put on the pants, as Hilde pulled out a red sweater from her closet next door to go with it while she slipped into the dress and Ariel put on the pants and top. Hilde's grin at what Ariel finished looking like made her uncomfortable.

"With the darkened eyes and black in the hair, everyone is going to love you."

"Are you sure about this?"

"Positive. Now let's get going."

Ariel tossed Hilde her keys; Hilde's face asked the question.

"My car, or rather the car Raberba gave me is outside. You drive, I don't feel comfortable driving in this."

~

The club was outside the nearest two to the school, twenty miles away. The bouncer saw them and whistled at the three. Ariel rolled her eyes as Relena flushed and Hilde winked at him. Inside it was dark and smoky. The stage was lit up while the bar area was filled and the over hang had people leaning over above watching everyone below.

Off stage, Quatre's breath caught in his throat at the sight of Ariel. The leather clung to every curve she had and made her look irresistible. Trowa was behind him and leaned to see Ariel, a secret smile on his face as she saw Quatre and her face took on a light. He knew that she and Quatre were perfect for one another. The Golden Boy and Dark Angel.

Duo saw the two and then Ariel with Hilde and Relena.

"Damn but she does clean up good, doesn't she?" Duo said appreciatively.

Quatre turned and glared at him.

"Hilde," Duo continued, "if I weren't with Heero I would be sorely tempted."

Trowa chuckled and whispered into Quatre's ear.

"Thought he was talking about Ariel, didn't you?"

"No."

"Liar."

"Tempted? Just who is tempting you, Duo?" came the always-icy tone of Heero Yuy.

"No one, Heero love." Duo lied, and whistled innocently.

They moved back into the off stage to wait their turn.

~

Ariel got to a small table and pulled out one of the stool chairs, as Relena and Hilde followed suit. Out of the corner of her eye, Ariel spotted Dorothy with the four girls she had seen her with earlier. All girls were in eye-catching outfits and she shrugged at Hilde's saying from earlier.

"So, are you going to go tell Duo you are ready to do battle?" Hilde asked.

"In that outfit, he's already lost." A voice drawled making the three turn to see a dark blond boy and a white-blond standing together.

The force of their sex appeal didn't go unnoticed by any of the three, as both Hilde and Relena's faces turned slightly red as the two appraised them. As Ariel saw the darker blond look her over, she moved off the stool.

"I need to go find Duo." She announced, dismissing the two guys and walking to the stage.

Treize's eyes never left her figure until she disappeared behind the stage door.

~

Dorothy sat in the corner with the other girls and saw that the guys that were the most sought after on campus, next to the guys in GW were surrounding their quarry. Dorothy knew the two virgins didn't stand a chance against two professional womanizers like them. Zechs and Treize were the best the school had ever had in the Inners, being the leaders since their sophomore year something that had never happened. Being chosen to be their virgins was a privilege even if you didn't know it before hand. Her violet eyes caught Treize's dark blue ones and he nodded to the retreating figure, her eyes took on a glow. She got what she wanted.

"So I take it that Treize is going to let you have that one?" Midii asked, sipping on her rum and coke.

"Why he wants the freak is beyond me," Cathrine told the two, "she isn't very attractive."

"Are you nuts? That girl oozes sex appeal from her head to toe," Sally told her.

"That's a change from this afternoon, Sal. Didn't you say that using Ariel Huntington to catch men was a waste?" Noin commented.

"You didn't see her on stage singing and blowing everyone away. The girl is sultry sex incarnated."

"Which would explain Treize's fascination with her, wouldn't it?"

"Fascination nothing. She is a challenge; she's been blowing off guys all day. She only shows the littlest interest in them in general and she actually hugged Trowa Barton, seems their old friends." Sally continued.

"Her and Trowa?" Dorothy questioned.

"Not like that I don't think, he acted really brotherly towards her. Even Quatre saw it."

"Does she know about Trowa and Quat?" Dorothy asked.

"Don't know. It's not like it's public knowledge, them both being the only heirs to huge fortunes."

"Everyone knows about Duo and Heero." Cathrine pointed out.

"Who wouldn't? Those two are constantly all over each other."

All Dorothy knew was by midnight was she going to have Ariel Huntington all to herself and that kept her smiling the rest of the night.

~

The GW came on stage, Ariel having talked to Duo who was sulking that the club manager had agreed to let her sing. She smiled smugly as Trowa wrapped an arm about her waist and pulled her back into him, causing Quatre to hide his anger.

"Who would disagree not to when she looks this good?"

"That's for the vote of confidence, Tro but it's been a while since I've had a stage presence."

"You showed enough at school." Heero firmly told her and then they went on stage.

"You don't have to do it if you don't want to, Ariel." Quatre told her.

"That's okay, Quat. It will feel good to take down Duo a peg or two. He's a little too cocky for me."

Quatre smiled and she hugged him.

"Don't worry, I can handle this."

He nodded and went on stage. She sat out with the audience noticing the two guys from earlier had not moved.

"You left before we could introduce ourselves."

"I'm sure I didn't miss much then, right?" came her reply.

Hilde looked at the stage, as Relena seemed all of a sudden to find her glass interesting.

"I'm Zechs Marquise and this is Treize Khushrenada." The white-blond told Ariel.

"How nice for you, excuse me I am needed on stage."

She walked to the stage, blowing them off again as the band's number ended.

"Are you sure you want her?" Zechs asked quietly.

"Even more so."

Again when she had been on stage the world seemed hers and she sung from her heart. At the end of the song, she only smiled at the cheers and whistles she received. Exhausted she got in the car, noticing that Hilde had yet to follow her and Relena out.

"Where is she?"

Again Treize showed up, this time with Dorothy near him.

"Zechs offered to take her home, so she's going with him."

Relena raised an eyebrow but Ariel shrugged too exhausted from the long day to worry about it. As the two took off in Ariel's car, Treize looked at Midii and Dorothy.

"You two ready?"

"Always."

~

It was just before midnight when Ariel's door opened again after she locked it for the night. A black clad figure entered her room, closing and locking the door again. The figure stopped in mid stride to Ariel's bed when it noticed how Ariel was on it. Obviously the day had taken more out of her than she had realized since the girl was only half covered by her comforter, her hair loose against the pillow from the bun it was usually in. The figure moved closer, making sure the young girl was asleep before pulling back the silk comforter to reveal her body. A little escape of breath left the figure. Ariel had indeed been really tired. Her pants were on the floor at the end of her bed, so her body half was clad only in the thong that Hilde had convinced her into earlier. The top was gone as well, leaving Ariel in a strapless black bra. Her skin was slightly pink from sleep and her breath was even. She looked delectable.

The figure pulled back the black hood and Dorothy Catalonia stood there, with a Cheshire cat grin on her face at the prize. She removed the gloves she wore and knelt at the end of the bed, ever so gently pulling Ariel closer to her so that her legs bent at the knees off the bed and Dorothy was between them. Blowing on her hands to make sure they were warm, she moved her hands over Ariel's skin, coming to rest on the thongs straps and pulling them down and off, marveling at the virgin as she did so. Ariel's body was flushed yet again but not from sleep, Dorothy could see the workings of the beetle dust that Treize had laced in her and Relena's drinks. It was a sexual simulate that worked well on virgins to make their bodies respond to the slightest touch. She couldn't wait to see what affect it had on Ariel.

She moved a single finger up from her navel to her chest and down her arms, bringing it back down to Ariel's sex and leaned forward, moving her right hand into the area. The lips of Ariel's sex were just the slightest bit wet; Dorothy gently blew on the golden curls before using her tongue to run along the slit. She separated the lips and saw the clit nestled and the small portion of liquid falling out of Ariel's sex. She again ran her tongue into her sex, using her tongue to circle her clit before moving forward and inserting it inside of Ariel. The smallest moan left Ariel's lips and a grin appeared on Dorothy's lips. She circled and twisted her tongue inside the virgin, using her vast knowledge to pleasure her and get her to respond. Ariel's breath was catching and her hips moved ever so slowly to Dorothy's tongue. Dorothy licked the creamy liquid she found inside Ariel and swallowed it. Sighing over and over Ariel was slowly responding and as Dorothy removed her tongue a groan sounded in the room. She inserted two of her fingers into the hole, moving deeper and deeper until they were in as far as they could go and rubbed the barrier of her virginity. She moved her fingers in and out, slowly then faster as Ariel's breath picked up and her hips moved in the rhythm of Dorothy's fingers. Suddenly Ariel's sex tightened on Dorothy's fingers so that it was like she could feel the waves of pleasure as they rode over Ariel's body, it seemed that Ariel's body was drinking in the sensations making Dorothy wet herself. Ariel's breathing slowly went back to normal and Dorothy took her fingers out and licked the liquid off of them. It was almost as good as having the girl awake and next time, she would.

Next door, Relena was getting a treatment of her own. Midii had also gotten into the girl's room around midnight and was thoroughly enjoying the fact that Relena was so passionate. The girl had collapsed on her bed, the forgotten leather pants and sweater on the floor, along with both articles of under clothes. Relena was naked before Midii even walked in the room. Upon seeing the younger girl, her job got that much easier. On her way to the bed, she saw a candle still burning and snuffed it out with her fingers removing it from the dresser it sat on. She kicked off her own pants and tossed her top off leaving her in underwear and a silk bra. Relena was in deep sleep and so she moved onto her, whispering in her ear.

"Just think of this as a very good dream and stay asleep." She whispered before kissing her on the lips and moving down her body, kissing her navel and finally the top of her sex. She moved her fingers in and found Relena wet. Satisfied with that, she moved them deeper until they butted up against her virgin barrier. She removed the fingers and pressed them against Relena's lips. She then used her other hand to take the candle and insert it inside the sleeping girl whose hips moved as if to get the candle just where she needed the wax most. Midii smiled and leaned over Relena, kissing her lips and then opening her mouth and inserting her tongue in stroking Relena's till it began to twist and play inside Midii's mouth. All the while her hand was moving the candle in and out, sometimes till it disappeared inside her and when Relena screamed her release, Midii grounded it into the smaller girl causing Relena to come again. Midii swallowed her screams and moved forward until her own sex was in line with Relena's now tutored mouth.

"Just pretend this is a juicy plum and swallow every drop of juice you find." She whispered suggestively.

Relena's subconscious took over, her hands coming to hold on either side on Midii's hips as her tongue found the liquid and began to suck at it. Licking and swallowing all of it again and again, causing Midii's sex to produce more, as Relena licked Midii's head was tossed back as she bit her lip to keep the screams of pleasure from escaping into the still silent night. When Relena's tongue went in deeper, Midii's body racked with pleasure and pulled away, kissing the lips that had pleasured her so well.

"Now sleep well, virgin Relena. The next two weeks are going to be an eye opener."

She gathered her clothes, putting them on and left the room. She noticed that Dorothy leaned against Ariel's door with a smirk on her face.

"So?"

"She is better than I hoped. I didn't use my full reign over her but it was good."

"Her friend is very talented, I think Treize is going to be pleased at how well she picks upon things."

"Too bad we can't keep them to ourselves."

Midii sighed, "Yeah, too bad."

Part Three

The morning after the night at the club, both Ariel and Relena woke up feeling strange and disoriented. It was like they had the strangest dream that seemed so real but couldn't remember a thing about it other than it was intense emotionally and physically. Ariel shrugged it off as exhaustion from the day before but Relena wasn't so sure. She woke up feeling odd with the weirdest taste on her tongue, not unpleasant but not something she recognized either. After a week and a half of serious studying they didn't give the dreams they each had another thought, too caught up in school.

Treize could sense that after that night both Dorothy and Midii were taken with the girl he had sent them to. Midii would secretly seek out Relena to talk to and Dorothy was more determined to have Ariel again more than ever. The rules be damned, she thought. At that moment, the twelve elite members of the Inners sat at a table in the private common room removed from all the other ones talking.

"So at the masquerade tonight it will be done." Treize told them.

"Don't you think what you're going to do is a little old fashioned, Khushrenada?" Wu fei asked, sitting next to Sally.

"Old fashioned? It's lots of fun, Wu-man. They did it to us last year." Duo told him.

"Exactly. And none of these girls even fit the descriptions we did." Trowa added.

"I understand the Dean's daughter," Heero said coldly, "but why the blabber mouth Hilde?"

"You're just afraid that she'll take Duo away, Heero." Dorothy told him cattily.

"Go screw yourself, Catalonia."

"This is tradition, that's why we do it. That should be enough for any of you." Zechs announced.

"Tradition? Is that why Treize picked two girls? I thought that was greed." Noin remarked, getting a glare from Zechs.

"Two girls?" Quatre asked, sensing that this was practically hidden from him the way everyone avoided his eye contact.

"Seems you're not the only contender for Miss Huntington, Quat." Dorothy sweetly said.

"You didn't put a claim on her, Quatre. You know the rules." Treize stated and Trowa grabbed Quatre's arm as he got to his feet.

"Ariel is not one of us. You don't have any right to bring her into this."

"She has potential."

"That's it? She has potential? Not that maybe she doesn't need to be brought into this for your guys sick little perversions."

At that, the room was silenced. Treize lifted an eyebrow at the enraged blond.

"I didn't see our sick perversions making you so upset before, Quatre. With your relationship with Trowa last year and now you're off and on again system with Dorothy. In a way, Ariel is your sister, which makes her off limits to you anyway so why not let her have a real man in her life?" Treize told him.

"My past has nothing to do with this."

"You made her one of us, Quatre, the minute you and your family got her into this school. You know there are exactly six hundred and fifty males and six hundred and fifty females for a reason, right?"

"I know the rules, Treize. For reasons even this school is unaware of expect for the people that went here."

"Right. That's what makes us, the wealthiest out of the entire school the ones that are looked up to. We set the standards. We introduce virgins into this because they are the ones that become us, the elite. We have the power over everyone and we use it as we see fit. That has been rules for two hundred and we don't amend them for out of line boys. So I suggest you back off, Quatre cause you don't want this to become a war."

"Don't threaten me, Treize."

Trowa shook his head and watched Quatre leave the room.

"You better get that boy of yours in check, Trowa. I would hate for something unfortunate to happen to him." Treize said in a low voice.

Trowa only glared at him before going after Quatre.

~

Ariel was rewriting her newest song, thinking of lyrics that went with the beat she created on her keyboard the night before. She sat under a huge oak tree on the quad her hair in a high ponytail and wearing a black cat suit with a light blue suede vest. Her headphones from her c.d. player were in her ears as she saw a shadow blocking out her light. Looking up she saw Hilde, who had a huge grin on her face. Ariel leaned to her right, turning off her player and pulling off the headphones.

"You will never guess who got an invite to the Inners Masquerade tonight and has two envelopes in her hands for you and Lena."

"What Masquerade? What are the Inners? What language are you speaking?" Ariel asked with a laugh.

Hilde rolled her eyes and sat next to Ariel.

"Hello, have you been hiding under a rock for two weeks you don't know what I'm talking about," Hilde said in disbelief, "the Inners just happen to be the in of the In Crowd. They consist of our buddies at the club plus those girls you saw that day and the two guys we met at the club along with over a hundred other people. Even your stepbrother is one of them."

"Quat? How would he be in something like that?"

"They are the most sought after people on campus. The ones we hang out with just happen to be members of the elite Twelve, the leaders of the pack. They have power over everyone and everything at this school. Haven't you noticed that none of the band get in trouble for being late or for messing around when the rest of us get extra work and severe punishments for doing what they do? Man, you and Relena must have your heads in the ground. When I told her about it she asked the same questions."

"Not everyone's first priority in life is to be in the In Crowd." Ariel said.

"It's called the Inners, and you are going with me to the party tonight if I have to burn every single one of your textbooks."

"This wouldn't happen to do with the fact that you have spent every waking moment with that Zechs Marquise would it?"

Hilde blushed slightly before grinning.

"Come on, Rie. Say you'll come with me? I promise it will be the best time you ever had."

"If it will get you to stop begging, I'll go. But Hil, I have nothing to wear and I am not exactly the most socially accepted person at this school."

Hilde's face actually looked shocked.

"Man, you have had your head in the ground! Haven't you noticed that not one person has called you Freak after the first day? Or that all the guys on this campus pant after you? You are the newest hottest thing on campus, Rie. After the night at the club not one person has said a single bad thing about you. I'm surprised that you haven't been brought into the group already."

"Well, I haven't and it doesn't seem like something I'd be interested in."

"Okay, but could you at least pretend to be a normal teenage girl and want to go to a place filled with hot guys with me, please? I asked Zechs for the two invites so that you and Lena could help me be more comfortable there."

"Please, Hilde. You are comfortable anywhere."

"You said you'd go and you will. I already have the perfect outfits for you and Lena."

"Do you always shop without us?"

"Hey, gotta be prepared for anything."

"And how long have you had these outfits?"

Hilde grinned, "Two weeks."

Ariel shook her head as Hilde laughed.

~

Later that night, Relena and Ariel looked at one another and then at Hilde wondering why they let her talk them into these things. They stood in front of Hilde's room full-length mirror as she finished their outfits. The blue-black haired girl was already dressed in a leopard costume, a skin tight leopard print full body suit with a elaborate mask that was just an eye mask but was made with brown fake fur and fit the outfit to make Hilde look like a leopard. The outfits that she had picked out for Relena and Ariel were more detailed.

Relena was in a eighteen century southern belle dress of dark blue and light blue, off the shoulders, and reminded all three girls of Scarlett O'Hara's country party dress in the movie Gone With the Wind, except Scarlett's had been white with green and Relena's was dark blue with light blue. Her hair was piled high and a small velvet choker was at her throat. Since the dress was so tight with a corset, Hilde thought that Relena should go without underwear since the dress covered everything fully. Relena didn't have a mask that was held in place, like Hilde's put one attached to a small silver handle that you held in your hand or attached to your wrist with a silver ribbon, it was made light blue silk with silver beads all over it.

Ariel's outfit was that of a gypsy. A long dark purple skirt that came to mid-calf, with a gold belt that was low of the hips and dangling from the belt were gold coins and sheer brightly colored scarves. The top was a short sleeved vest that came to just below her breast, hugging them in place, with a single secure button holding the two sides of the vest together right between her breasts, it was also a dark purple with lots of gold thread work on it. Her hair was let loose falling down her shoulders to just a couple inches past them and a bright gold scarf was tied in her hair as a head band, on her feet were gold slippers. Her mask was also gold in color and lightly pinched her nose to stay in place.

"We look fabulous!" Hilde announced excitedly.

Relena and Ariel only sighed as they followed the hyper dark haired girl out of the room to the waiting car.

~

Hilde drove her Explorer, cause it had enough room to fit Relena's skirts in it. She also knew how to get to where the party was being held, which was at Treize's house. A brightly lit drive brought them up to a massive columned white house with two stories and lots of lights in the place, people passing by the windows or standing outside on the huge porch.

"Come on, girls, it's now or never."

Ariel helped Relena get out without stepping all over the dresses material. She cursed Hilde under her breath for giving her a death trap costume to wear.

"It's either be covered like that, with only your shoulders showing or have most of your body revealed in this thing." Ariel told her, gesturing to her own costume.

"At least you can talk without stepping on your costume."

"Take little steps and follow me, girls." Hilde told the two, who reluctantly followed her to the steps and up the columned porch were people they saw from school were joking around.

As the two girls passed, males looked over the two. Relena quickly put her mask on her face to hide her embarrassment.

"At least these things are good for something."

"Hilde said it was part of the fun of not knowing who was who behind the masks."

They entered into the house, were a flight of stairs led down into a huge ballroom where everyone was. A classical band was on a small platform and the chaperons, including Relena's father stood off to the side observing.

"Oh, no. My father is here."

"So? Isn't he the one who you told me said you needed to get more social activities into your calendar?"

"If you insist on being accurate." Relena replied.

Hilde grabbed their hands and led them to where all these people were dancing. Masks everywhere the three girls couldn't recognize anyone. Suddenly Hilde waved to someone and the two saw it was Zechs in a white suit and an upper half facemask.

"Good of you girls to make it," he said, looking at Hilde, "come and meet the others."

Hilde smiled gleefully and took his offered arm while the other two had no choice but to follow.

~

Treize noticed the minute his two prizes walked in the door of his house. The belle and the gypsy, somehow the costumes fit each girl perfectly. He signaled across the room to where Zechs was, already smiling at having spotted his leopard, and was walking them over to where he stood with Midii, Dorothy, and Noin.

"Hilde, Relena, Ariel, I believe you know, Treize," Zechs introduced, "and these ladies are Midii Une, Dorothy Catalonia, and Lucrezia Noin."

"Ariel and I have already met." Dorothy purred.

"Unfortunately."

Treize hid a smile from Ariel's comment. His eyes turned to see Relena's discomfort at being here and saw his opportunity. Zechs noticed his friend's eyes drifting to Relena and moved Hilde out of the way so he had a direct path.

"Would you care to dance, Relena?"

"Me? I don't know…I don't want to fall in this.."

"Go on, Lena. I'm sure you'll be just fine." Hilde told the other girl encouragingly.

Relena turned to see Ariel smile.

"Go ahead. I'll just bury my head in the sand and pretend I wouldn't like to be anywhere else when I would." Ariel said lowly.

Relena laughed and took Treize's arm.

"Pretend some for me, will you?" Relena whispered before going onto the dance floor.

Zechs spoke into Hilde's ear, causing the other girl to blush deeply and nod. She then looked at Ariel standing alone, covering her face with a hand as she yawned.

"I'm going to go with Zechs for awhile, you don't mind?"

"Mind? No, go ahead."

"Thanks, Rie."

Ariel watched the dark haired girl follow Zechs out of the ballroom and up the stairs with his hand firmly on the middle of her back. Noin had left the small group along with Midii and Dorothy who were currently dancing, leaving Ariel, alone which suited her just fine.

~

On the dance floor, Treize who was a master at dancing was sweeping Relena off her feet. He twirled her around the ballroom and when she caught her foot on her skirts again he easily righted her dancing.

"Thanks," Relena softly said.

"You are a very graceful dancer, Relena. Makes a man wonder what else your graceful at." Treize whispered in her ear, causing an unexpected shiver to run down her spine.

He felt her instant responds to his slight innuendo comment and knew it wouldn't take much to get the young girl exactly where he wanted her.

"Isn't that your father?" he asked innocently, at the Dean who was watching the pair.

"Yes."

"Does he always keep such a close eye on you?" Treize wondered.

Relena sighed, "Usually. I'm his only child and so he sees me as something fragile, to be guarded at all times."

Treize knew this situation was going to work well for him. Not only could he have this innocent young miss but he could have her right under her own father's very nose. That prospect made him smile genuinely. He brought her body closer to his as the music slowed and the group of dancers became close, so the Dean had to really strain his eyes to catch what his daughter was doing with Treize. Treize leaned his body closer to hers, causing her breath to catch as she felt his arousal straining against his pants. His voice became low and seductive as he whispered into her ear.

"Do you always do what your father wants? Does he make you want to be a good girl?"

Relena swallowed and hoarsely whispered, "No, he makes me angry. I hate being treated like a doll."

"Wouldn't you like to get away with something right under his nose?"

"Like what?"

"Like this."

With that, Treize turned his back so that the only thing the Dean saw was Treize's back as his petite daughter disappeared from sight. Treize took his head from her neck, lightly kissing it and moved to brush his lips against hers. The crowd around them due to the slow music made the two seem to disappear. Relena softened her lips as his kiss became demanding and his tongue moved from his mouth, lightly passing over her lips and into her mouth causing her to give a startled muffled moan. He licked and roped her tongue into playing this game until she was fully cooperating and returning his tongue kiss with her own. He pulled back so slightly and licked the outside of her lips with the tip of his tongue making her give a little moan. As he was doing this, his hands that were hidden from anyone's view were moving to her skirt, pulling it so that the part were it buttoned was visible and he undid it so that skirt was now still connected to the corset but in two pieces. His hands drifted into the parting in the skirt to find her legs naked and upon moving upward found that her virgin territory was unprotected by underwear. A small cry escaped her lips at the feel of his hands on such a private area, which his mouth covered and swallowed the sound. One of his fingers parted her sex and slid into it, gently massaging the outer until it moved deeper and deeper inside until she began to move her hips. He still her finger and moved another one in, using a slow rhythm of the music to stimulate her until he felt all the wetness flooding her sex.

"Would you like to do something better, Relena?" he asked softly.

Her mind wasn't focused on anything but the movement of his fingers inside of her. When he stopped, her eyes opened and he saw the lust in the pools of her eyes. He took on of her hands on his waist and moved it downward, pressing it against his hard on until her eyes filled with shock and he used her hand to unbutton the pants until his own engorged organ came out into her hands. She gently circled it and he bit back a hiss of pleasure. He moved her again, his hands moving into the part of her dress and jerked her against him so that her sex rubbed against his moistening it with the wetness she had and he slowly shifted his hips, picking her up just a little and smoothly entered her virgin channel. Relena's mind refocused on what this guy, with the power to forget that she was in the middle of a crowded room with her father just fifty feet away, was doing to her. He used his hands on her butt to move her so that he moved in and out of her channel, her breaths coming closer together as a wave of pleasure was building and tightening inside her. With a swift kiss on her lips, he brought her down again breaking her barrier and filling the emptiness she never knew with a fullness and pleasure. He smiled down at the look of rapture on her face as he became to speed up, jerking her to him again and again until she wrapped a naked leg around one of his pant covered ones and brought him to thrust as far as he could go inside her and pleasure shot through them as he poured into the young girl who moaned into his mouth as she came again and again at the amount of pleasure that racked over her. Slowly her eyes opened and she moved her leg back into the fold of her skirts, realizing she had just made love in the middle of a crowded room and her father had watched but not actually seen anything. Treize ran a hand over her sex, finding her clit and rubbing it until like a cat she purred and clutched at his shirt as pleasure built up again and then he pulled back his hand and making sure her eyes watched him licked his fingers, while his other hand put her skirts back to the rightful position. Relena saw him lick his fingers and felt herself get wet just thinking about what he had done to her.

"And that, my dear non virgin, is just a drop in the ocean of what I can give you." He whispered into her ear and taking her arm led her to where her father stood, as the song ended.

As Treize was returning Relena to her father, gently kissing the outside of her hand and nodding to the Dean, Relena noticed that both Ariel and Hilde were not in the ballroom.

~

Hilde was in a world of immense pleasure starting with between her legs and working its way up to her neck and lips. A dark head was bent over her labia of feelings, causing the raven-haired girl to moan and twist. Unfortunately for her, her hands were tied to the bedposts by the leather belt she had been wearing earlier, making her unable to touch the person she so desperately wanted to.

The dark head was enjoying her responses immensely, having never done anything like this before. Once seeing the girl he became intrigued against his better judgment and that fact that he was in a relationship with a person he truly loved. His attraction to this girl, her body taunt with ecstasy from his ministrations, was something not either of them could hold back on. God, he thought, earlier in the week he saw her in an outfit that made his head spin he almost picked her up right there on the spot and taken her straight to his room. His kinky side had been brought out and he thought it would be much more interesting if she wasn't able to touch him, when he saw from her struggling hands and fierce eyes that she wanted that more than anything. Having all this pleasure on your body and unable to have a real outlet was getting to her and it was making him horny as hell. His hands and mouth continued, while he just the leather bracelet that had been on one of her wrists to slowly run up and down her soaked clit, rubbing against her button of pleasure so that she screamed as an orgasm rolled over her body, her third of the night.

"If you don't do something, when I get my hands free I am going to do something drastic." Hilde said between clenched teeth.

A pair of mischievous eyes looked over the top of her legs.

"Oh, like what?"

"Come here and I'll tell you."

Duo Maxwell's eyes lit up and he climbed up her body moving his long braid as a texture and torment over her body as he did so, causing the girl to moan. As his lips were even with hers, she lifted herself as best she could with her wrists tied and bit his shoulder, causing Duo to wince but enjoy that she was so tormented by what he was doing to her that she couldn't hold it in. She gently licked the angry mark on his shoulder as if to apologize and then moved up his neck, sucking on the side near his ear to leave a mark that was sure to be there for a couple of days. Duo bent his head back, letting her do it enjoying it even if he had never let his lover mark his body in anyway, too afraid he would have to explain his marks and have no explanation especially when he was on stage. With her it was different, exotic and intoxicating all in one and he couldn't bring himself to deny her anything.

"Please untie my hands, Duo," she whispered into his ear, licking it.

"Sorry, Hilde, but this is my torture to you."

She snipped at his ear and he gently pushed her back against the guest bedroom bed. He moved forward till her eyes rested on the object she wanted so desperately in her. He moved his hand down to it, running a hand up and down it as he watched her watching his motions. She licked her lips in anticipation and he knelt, placing his knees into the bed on either side of her head. His pleasure staff dangled in front of her lips until Duo grabbed the wooden railing bed frame in front of him and slowly lowered his organ so her lips caught the end of it in her mouth and licked the tip, almost instantly causing Duo to lose balance but regain it as she brought his penis deeper into the warm cavern of her mouth, swirling her tongue around it and with the very edges of her teeth ever so lightly drug them across his entire length with sent Duo over the edge, pulling out of her, ranking the leather from her wrists and moved so that his dick was in perfect alignment with her entrance, her arms came up and grabbed at his arms as he thrust inside, with one sure stroke taking her virginity and taking her to the stars. He thrust in and out, causing her to moan and pant at his speed and growled at him to go faster until he did just that and sent them both into oblivion. They collapsed with him on top of her.

Five minutes later, Duo heard her even breathing as she had fallen into a deep sleep. A huge smug grin spread over his face as he saw her satisfied and content with her nakedness on the bed. He pulled on his clothes and headed to the door, after pulling a blanket over her. He saw the two people he could thank for letting him get her out of his system.

"I take it your done?" Zechs asked the smug faced Duo.

"Yep," Duo said as he winked to him, "wore her out."

Noin stood behind Zechs, starting laughing softly and a Duo's eyes met those of an icy-blue.

"This was a one time thing, Duo. I don't want to ever catch you around that girl again." Heero Yuy told his lover.

Duo nodded, gently kissing his lips and skipping down the hall. Zechs lifted an eyebrow at Heero; having thought the serious boy would have knocked Duo down for doing what he just did.

"I rather set it up than find him cheating on me behind my back," Heero said, "sharing him this once was a one time deal. Make sure she knows that."

Zechs watched the retreating figure and Noin opened the door to the humid room, smelling of the intense sexual play that had just gone on in there.

"Why'd you give her virginity to Duo?" Noin asked.

"He wanted it more than I did. Plus it was a one nighter and both with have a pleasant memory."

"So what are you going to do with her now?"

"What else? Take her home."

Noin's eyes lifted to those of her lover's and found peace in them. He wasn't so cold hearted about this as he made himself seem. She doubted he ever intended to have sex with the hyper Hilde, use her like that and for that she found herself respecting him more for it.

~

Ariel was not in a cheerful mood. After watching Relena on the dance floor for a minute and seeing Hilde disappear upstairs, saw the French doors to the outside open and headed that way. On the terrace, with a flight of stairs on either side of it that led down to the manicured lawns, statues of ancient gods, and in the distance hidden by trees was a glass gazebo. The night air was chilly on her arms and so decided it would be much better if she wanted to get away to be in shelter, so going down the stairs, she headed to the gazebo stepping on the granite stone pathway and seeing the nocturnal flowers blooming so giving off a glow due to the moonlight raining down on the entire area. She came up closer to the dark gazebo, glancing inside to make sure it had no occupants and entered it. She rubbed her arms to ward off the chill that was becoming warmer as the gazebo seemed to somehow be at least ten degrees warmer than the outside was. It was glass from the top and the walls; only a large white bench sat on the opposite side of where the doorway she stood in was.

She sat on it, quietly watching and listening to the slight sounds of the night. Crickets, blowing wind, and the tease of the music coming from over three hundred feet in the ballroom of the house. She relaxed, taking her mask off and setting it next to her, leaning back in the bench sideways so her whole body was on the bench and her eyes drooped. Her eyes had just shut as a shadow came into the gazebo, closing the glass door and being unheard by the tired girl due to well-oiled door hinges and the soundless footsteps.

As the shadow stood over the girl, a resolve was reached and it leaned forward gently touching her face with the back of its hand. Her eyes flickered and she opened her eyes to only see the figure over her. It wasn't evil and dark, just slightly dangerous due to her being so removed from hearing distance. She didn't think to scream, why she didn't even she didn't understand only accepting what she instinctly knew this figure in the shadows of the night wanted and deep down she wanted to.

The hand moved from her face, running to her neck and down to where her vest was buttoned, with a movement of fingers buttoned it and pulled the material away from her breasts. Ariel bit her lip as the hand circled the nipple of her left breast, the thumb on the hand moving over the nub until it turned jewel hard and a shadow of a smile came over the figure's face. It leaned forward and blew on the other identical nipple on her other breast causing it too to turn hard and ache as a tongue came out and licked the nubs and blowing over them to contradict the sensations. The figure's lips came forward and took the breast into its mouth, gently outlining the nipple with the tip of the tongue and sucking on it, while one hand massaged the other neglected breast. Ariel's hand flew to the figure's wrist on her breast but with the unoccupied hand took her hand and placed it away. It then came up to trail down her navel and touch the outline of her skirt and the belt. The mouth moved from her breast to the other, making her give a soft moan which it moved swiftly to swallow the sound and then move down the exposed flesh of her navel to play with the outline of the skirt. Ariel was laying full length on the bench; her vest exposing her breasts while the figure knelt beside the bench and paid homage to her body. As Ariel twisted at the feelings of the skirt and the tongue, one hand lifted her hips up while the other dragged her skirt, belt and underwear down her hips and then off her legs to place it all on the floor, Ariel felt the figure move and a finger part the folds of her sex, blowing the pubic airs and causing her to squirm and the mask that she had next to her, fell onto the floor. Again she was moved and had her back against the bench instead of lying down as the figure entered two fingers into her dark channel, making her breath come slowly and her eyes close. The fingers felt the pulsing of her sex, the wanting and waiting. The sticky fluid of her want in liquid form, flooding its fingers, it was tight, heated and the figure couldn't wait to be inside. Ariel was far gone with the sensations forced on her and the figure stood, taking one of her protesting hands and making her feel the want it had for her. She knew what was to come and almost protested as a mouth descended on her and swallowed her sexy moans as the fingers continued to play in her, and then they were gone, replaced by something bigger and filled her, stretching her insides to accommodate this new presence. The figure moved her again into a laying down position and came to be on the bench as well the object deep inside her, moving slowly and gently so as not to hurt letting her get used to its presence inside her until her hips shifted unconsciously seeking more and it took her mouth as it deepened into her, with a sure thrust passed and broke through her virginity. A slight cry came from her lips to be replaced with pants and moans of pleasure as the thrusts came again. Long entries and slow withdrawals, making her seek out the shoulders and her fingers dug into them as she felt something building inside her. The figure put his hands on her legs, making them go around its hips and thrust that much deeper into her, making her sob out loud at the exquisite sensations that exploded and filled her. At that moment she heard a low moan come from the figure as it pumped its pleasure into the girl beneath, and she leaned forward, kissing the lips that had just sounded. As the pleasure died down, she felt back exhausted and the last thing she remembered was getting a soft kiss on her lips.


Quatre Winner pulled out of Ariel, leaning forward and kissing her slightly reddened lips from his kisses. He wondered how this was going to change everything knowing how she responded to his slightest touch. He picked up her clothes off the floor, adjusting her body to put them back on her, buttoning her vest, and placing her forgotten shoes from the door back on her feet. He leaned down, as his clothes were readjusted and picked her up into his arms. A flash of gold caught his eye and bending to his side, so as not to disturb Ariel, he picked up her mask placing it in his cape with was part of his pirate costume. With that he carried her back to the house, seeing Relena come onto the terrace just as he stood at the foot of the stairs with his sleeping stepsister.

"Is she alright?" Relena asked, picking up her skirts just high enough to walk down the stairs without tripping.

"She's just tired," Quatre told her, "where's your car? I'll put her in it."

"Let me go find Hilde and I'll take you to it."

Quatre nodded, moving Ariel more comfortably in her arms and wishing she would wake up and know it was he who just took her virginity. Not some shadowed figure in the dark, like he knew she thought thanks to the mass of black of the gazebo's insides. Maybe it was better she slept through this because who knew who he was going to explain it to her.

Relena came down again followed by Zechs holding a sleeping Hilde.

"Seems everyone got tired." Zechs stated as he saw Ariel in Quatre's arms.

"Seems like." Quatre brought her closer to his body as if to protect her.

Relena only nodded to them and took them to Hilde's car, guessing she was the one this time to drive.

Part Four

Ariel stood in art class, her smock on while she dipped her brush into white paint and added it to the coast painting she was doing. Her smock was splattered with dots and so was her shirt and shoes. The art professor said she had talent but she lacked emotion in her paintings. Ariel sighed, using the back of her hand to brush away sweat on her forehead at the hot and stuffiness of the art department. She yawned, not covering her mouth in time that her art professor caught it.

"I see that my art teachings is boring our Miss Huntington." Professor Johnson said out loud to the class, most of whom agreed with Ariel so only smiled.

"It's not that, Professor. I guess I am just a little tired."

"Then I suggest, as I do all of you, you spend this Friday night sleeping instead of partying."

A bunch of them groaned at the thought and Ariel put her hand in front of another yawn, shaking her head to clear the fuzziness she felt and thanked the maker when the bell rang. She pulled off her smock and noticing all the paint on her dark sweater, pulled it off as well leaving her in a black t-shirt with the Cheshire cat on it and black snakeskin printed pants. She grabbed her backpack and stuffed her stretch book in it. She walked out into the hall and almost collided into Quatre, who saw her out of the corner of his eye and caught her by the shoulders to keep her from running into him.

"Oh, god, I'm sorry, Quat. Guess I didn't watch where I was going."

"No need to apologize, Ariel," concern entered his clear blue eyes, "you look exhausted. Haven't you been to bed yet?"

"Actually I haven't slept that much in a week. Studying so that I can pass all those tests before we go on a week of Thanksgiving vacation. I'll catch up on my sleep then."

"Just do me a favor and don't over do it, okay?"

She smiled and nodded, as she saw Hilde waving to at the other end of the hall. She started walking backwards, so she still faced Quatre.

"I'll see you tomorrow night, right?"

Quatre got a confused look and suddenly remembered.

"Right. I'll be there at sound check."

"Great. Bye, Quat."

She turned facing forward and got Hilde giving her a weird look. Quatre nodded to the other girl and went around the corner to the stairs that led to the second floor.

"Alright, Hil, explain that look you just gave." Ariel said, walking with the dark haired girl to the outside, where Ariel shivered and took her sweater from her arm and pulled it over her head.

"What look?" Hilde said innocently and they joined Relena, Duo, and Trowa sitting at one of the lone picnic tables painted a light gray.

"Don't give me that, Hil. You aren't innocent."

"Don't I know it," Duo commented making Hilde glare at him.

Ignoring Duo, Hilde sat between Duo and Relena while Ariel sit next to Trowa.

"What look was Hilde giving you, Rie?" Duo asked, questioning his singing rival calling her by the name that Hilde had given her.

"When I was talking to Quat, she gave me this 'Something Kinky is going on' Look."

Hilde laughed at Ariel's description of her look.

"So you say that did you? Well, you have to admit that you and Quat are perfect for each other and he's a hottie."

"He's also my STEPBROTHER," Ariel stressed.

"So? It's not like he's blood or something and the boy definitely had possibilities in the bedroom department I mean with Dorothy having been his lover and all." Duo added.

"This coming from a devoted fudgepacker." Ariel said sarcastically.

Duo only lifted his middle finger at her comment.

"If I thought it would help you get over Heero, I might," Ariel teased, "all a guy needs to get over his boy to boy tendencies is one exceptionally good bout in bed with a girl and he'll get over it."

Trowa coughed into his fist as Duo and Hilde's faces turned bright red. Relena and Ariel's face showed complete shock.

"You two…?" Relena asked, amazed.

"Geez, I thought if Kill-First-Forget-About-Questions-Heero found out you doing something like that you would be one guy without a vital body part."

"Thanks so much for that commentary, Rie but as you can see I'm in one piece as is all my body parts." Duo hissed at her.

Hilde only giggled as he shifted in his seat due to the talk about that part of his body.

"For which the world can be very thankful." Hilde stated lowly.

"Please, just the thought," Ariel said with a fake shiver.

Hilde picked up her empty can and threw it at Ariel, landing on her arm as the bunch of them laughed. Trowa now knew Ariel's opinion of same sex, but knew she was okay with it and wondered if Quat had told her about him and Quat. He knew something was up with the both of them. Ariel was exhausted and working herself into deeper exhaustion the past week, right after the party. Quat was distant and absent minded. Every since he had taken Ariel to her room after the party after 'hiding' her asleep. Trowa knew the both of them and that Ariel saw Quat as her stepbrother only, as she had all her other stepsiblings when her mother had married their fathers. This time it was different because he knew she was seriously attracted to Quat, even if she didn't yet realize it. What a mess, Trowa thought.

~

Ariel was almost dead on her feet after the group split up because of it being Friday night and all. Relena had made some excuse about going to visit someone, which both Hilde and Ariel knew the person she was visiting was Treize. The both of them were shocked the leader of the Inners had taken Relena's virginity, but more so that he had done it in the crowded ballroom. Coming in around midnight, Trowa spotted Ariel sitting in one of common rooms with her music notebook in her lap and her face free of makeup, as she was in a very un-Ariel outfit of a three times too big gray sweatshirt with Harvard across it in black letters and a pair of matching sweatpants, her hair in a loose ponytail bun. Her hair was still wet from the shower she obviously had taken.

"Why are you still up?" he asked, sitting next to her on the couch.

"I couldn't sleep. What are you doing back, it's only.." she glanced at her wristwatch and her eyes widened, "midnight. I thought it was ten."

His eyes checked over the bags under her eyes and shook his head.

"You are going to bed."

"I told you I can't sleep."

Trowa grabbed her arm and pulled her over his shoulder, leaning and turning off the table lamp. He headed up the stairs, as Ariel cursed at him only making him smile. He came down the corridor he knew she lived at and then taking a hand and grabbing her hand took the key and unlocked the last door. He left it open and pulled her comforter from the made bed and dropped her in it, taking her notebook and placing it on the table. He pulled the covers over her.

"Go to sleep, Ariel."

He realized his words were lost on the black streaked blond, as she was fast asleep. He headed out the door closing it as he looked up his green eyes met Quatre's.

"You and I are going to have a talk." Trowa told him simply.

~

Ariel woke up wondering how she got in her bed, then remember Trowa putting her there. She rubbed at her eyes with her hand and glanced at her bedside table clock.

"It's noon!" she yelled amazed she had slept for twelve hours straight. She yanked the covers away from her legs and headed to her bathroom, noticing how much better she looked than she had three days. Turning on the water, determined to take another shower and wake up completely realizing she had to be a sound check in an hour and when she got out, pulled her robe on as she put on her makeup and pulled her hair half up and the rest left down, reapplying the black in it the night before it was fine. She ran in her room to find Relena and Hilde going over her clothes.

"How…Nevermind. Did you pick out my outfit?" she asked, going to her dresser and pulling on underwear and a strapless bra, her robe covered back to her friends.

"Good, you're wearing a strapless. I got you a new outfit yesterday," Hilde said with a grin, "with Duo and Heero. Duo was all for it."

"I bet he was. What is it?"

Relena sucked in a breath as Hilde lifted the two pieces of vinyl material out of the black bag.

"You wear this," Hilde said referring to the black vinyl top that was a mid-drift that covered her chest and had a piece of vinyl in a circle that went over her head, "with this."

Hilde pulled the shortest shorts up to view that had a zipper that went all the way to the crotch, with a pair of calf-vinyl boots.

"No freakin way am I wearing that. It looks like a hooker outfit, like I should be on street corner."

"Ah come on it's not that bad." Hilde argued as Relena nodded that it was.

"You two have no adventure in your souls."

"No. No way, no how, not if I had nothing else in this world to wear."

~

A hour later, Ariel clutched at her mid-thigh black coat to keep her outfit from being seen. Relena had been no help at getting Hilde to back off with the whole vinyl outfit. Ariel scowled at Hilde for making her wear it, keeping her clothes from her until she had no time and that was the only thing picked out. She stood on stage giving music instructions to the band she would be working with, since GW was not performing that night. She got off the stage, yanking her coat closer to her and went to the bar.

"Can someone get me a bottle of water?" she called, and then since the two bartenders were off talking to the band, she climbed on the stool, moving onto the counter and grabbed one of the bottles off the shelf, that was almost out of reach.

She was leaning so far over she was going to fall over, she felt hand grab her waist and move her back over to the right side of the bar. She moved her long hair out of her eyes and saw Quatre holding her.

"Thanks," she nodded to the two bartenders just noticing what she had done coming, "always coming when the hard part is over."

"You're going to break your neck." Quatre scolded her.

She narrowed her eyes at him as she edged her way to the edge.

"I can take care of myself, Quatre Winner."

Just as she was saying that, her foot on the stool shifted and she pitched forward into Quatre's arms. Her gray eyes caught his as he let her down, her body sliding down his until her crotch was in line with his and they could feel each other's attraction and response to being this close to one another. Her hands were on his muscular shoulders and she felt her hands close tighter on his shoulders unconsciously, before realizing what she was doing and pulled away. Quatre's whole body protested at being apart from hers and he willed himself to be in control. Ariel kept her eyes down and went past him to the backstage door disappearing inside.

~

The club officially opened two hours later and Ariel had been telling her to forget what happened with Quatre and concentrate on her music. She was going to sing one of her own songs and wondered if it was right to sing it in front of all those people. She wrote it or rather had been writing it for the past week since that night at the party. She shook off her misgivings and went out onto the stage.

~

In the crowd, everyone had shown up. Quatre sat uncertain of what had happened with Ariel and him only knowing he had to tell her about the other night since his talk with Trowa about her and not sleeping. He didn't want to be the cause of her making herself ill over something both of them wanted unconsciously. His being her stepbrother had first made him keep his feelings to himself, you didn't sleep with your stepsister no matter how attractive she was. Then he was just fooling himself, and like what Dorothy had told him that day he had met Ariel, he wanted her from the time he saw her.

Relena and Hilde had gone backstage and encouraged Ariel then come back so they could tell everyone she was going on. Duo was waiting for her to fall on her face but that was only what he would say to her face, inside he admitted how good she was. Heero was there because she was a friend to all of them. Wu fei and Sally were at the bar, showing up late due to 'car trouble'. Treize sat next to Relena, his fingers playing over her body as Hilde sat with Zechs and Noin.

Ariel came on stage and Quatre almost had a heart attack for what she was wearing was so revealing he knew it was Hilde's fault. Ariel was heart stopping beautiful and sexy as hell. He saw the guys in the club whistling and Trowa only shook his head at Quatre as if he knew Quatre wanted to pound all of them into the ground, a very un-Quatre thing.

Ariel got to the speaker and spoke.

"I wrote this song myself. I hope you like it," she turned and signaled to the band.

"Under a lover's sky
Gonna be with you
And no-ones gonna be around
If you think that you won't fall
Well just wait until, til the sun goes down
Underneath the Starlight, Starlight
There's a magic feeling so right
It will steal your heart tonight

You can try to resist
Try to hide from my kiss
But you know, but you know that you
Can't fight the moonlight
Deep in the dark
You'll surrender your heart
Don't you know, Don't you know that you
Can't fight the moonlight
No, you cannot fight it
It's gonna get to your heart

There's no escape from love
Once the gentle breeze weaves its spell upon your heart
No matter what you think
It won't be long til you're in my arms
Underneath the Starlight, Starlight
We'll be lost in a rhythm so right
Feel it steal your heart tonight

You can try to resist
Try to hide from my kiss
But you know, but you know that you
Can't fight the moonlight
Deep in the dark
You'll surrender your heart
Don't you know, don't you know that you
Can't fight the moonlight
No, you cannot fight it

No matter what you do
The night is gonna get you
Can't fight it, don't try it
You're never gonna win
'Coz underneath the Starlight, Starlight
There's a magical feeling so right
It will steal your heart tonight

You can try to resist
Try to hide from my kiss
But you know, but you know that you
Can't fight the moonlight
Deep in the dark
You'll surrender your heart
Don't you know, Don't you know that you
Can't fight the moonlight
No, you can not fight it."

Her song ended and the stage faded to black. Loud cheers, clapping, and whistles were heard, that on the darkened stage she grinned.

~

She went down the stage stairs and greeted everyone who praised her for the song. She smiled at them. Trowa hugged her and her eyes met Quatre's. He was impressed but even more so because that song was what happened to her that night. Ariel felt a tap on her shoulder as the band started up again.

"Would you like to dance?" a guy asked.

Ariel's eyes took from Quatre's and she turned and nodded.

Quatre watched the two of them jealously. Trowa only smiled.

"Are you going to sit there and glare daggers or ask her to dance?"

"Shut up, Trowa." Quatre told his best friend and got up heading to where he last saw Ariel dancing.

Duo, Relena, Hilde, and Trowa grinned as they saw Quatre going to Ariel.

"Think they'll end up together?" Relena asked.

"Of course. It's the Prince and his Princess." Hilde told her.

"More like the Golden Boy and his Dark Angel." Trowa corrected them as he saw Quatre cut in on the guy and maneuver Ariel away from everyone.

~

Quatre tapped on the guy who was dancing with Ariel's shoulder and the guy took the hint from the serious expression on his face. Ariel opened her mouth to say something to Quatre but his narrowed expression made her close her mouth.

"Wise choice, Ariel." Quatre told her, taking her arm lightly but firmly and maneuvered her to a secluded area of the dance floor where all views were blocked by tall wooden beams and Quatre's back.

Her back was put against the wall and he took up the area so she could only see and be surrounded by him.

"Interesting song you sang." He told her, his right hand absently rubbed her hair in between two of his fingers.

"Glad you liked it, can we now go back on the dance floor?" she asked, her hand against his pale blue shirt covered chest.

"No, cause we have some things to discuss."

"Can't we do it later? I would like to dance."

"Later," he told her, making her face grow angered, "do you know I know what you were talking about in your lyrics?"

Ariel's face softened and she shook her head.

"You can't. It was just a song, it has no real meaning."

"No? Then it isn't about the night at the party, where you made love to someone in the gazebo?"

Ariel glanced up into his face to see he was telling the truth about what he knew.

"How could you…..It wasn't real. It was all in my imagination." She told him.

"Are you trying to convince me or you? Cause if you're trying to convince me then sorry, you can't."

"Oh, really? And why not?" she demanded, trying to get in view so someone could see she wanted away from him.

His hand came next to her head on the wall as he bent forward and his lips brushed hers as he told her.

"Cause you can't erase something by wishing it away. Especially if I was there too, Ariel."

She took a step back, only realizing she was already against the wall.

"You? It was you?"

"Yes."

"Why, Quat? You're my stepbrother, we aren't supposed to do those kind of things to one another." She told him fiercely.

"Why? Cause we aren't supposed to, we are taught not to, even if that's the one thing in the world we want most?"

"You can want me all you want, Quat, that's not going to change anything. We are still related by marriage and nothing can happen between us until we aren't anymore."

"Something already happened, Ariel. And it's going to keep happening until you realize that it isn't a bad thing. We are supposed to want one another, it's natural."

"Not for me it isn't."

"So you have forgotten that night, huh?" he dared her to say yes in his voice.

"Yes, now if you'll just move I will be happy to find Dorothy or someone else for you to molest, okay?"

Quatre's face took on a very determined smile.

"I don't want Dorothy or someone else, Ariel, I want you."

"Well, I don't.." she said only to be cut off as one of his knees came up right between her legs and pinned her against the wall making her equal in his height.

"Yes, you do."

He leaned in and kissed her, seducing her mouth and mind into corroperating with his. Her hand was still against his chest, still pushing as if to get away and he grabbed it with one of his free hands holding it in place. He continued to kiss her, licking her lips and sliding his tongue between her own causing her to moan in want. His other hand made it's way to those scandalous pair of shorts that showed off all of her legs, barely covering her butt cheeks and the zipper was where it should be. He slowly slid it down, past her naval, and all the way till it was wide open and he could feel the heat and want coming from her sex. His hand cupped her sex, drawling one of her sexy moans from the back of her throat that she made the night they made love, and he swallowed the sound not wanting anyone to disturb them. He inserted a finger causing her to release his tongue she was teasing with her own and close her eyes at the feeling. Her hips moved causing her to move on his upper leg and he saw drops of her lubrication spot his khaki pants. That she was practically riding his leg with one of his fingers placed in her was making his head spin. The shorts she wore were more of an enticement that an inhibition to what he wanted and since the zipper stopped at the lower part of her butt cheeks he could do anything he wanted to her right then and there. His finger came out, making her moan is dismay and he brought it up to her face.

"Open your eyes, Ariel."

She slowly opened her darkened by passion gray eyes to see his soaked finger.

"You don't want me?" he asked.

She only glared at him before he kissed her again and used his other hand to unzip his hands; she glanced down and looked at him.

"Quat."

"Yes, right here. Where all these guys would love to be doing the same thing I am going to do to you. Where we could be seen by everyone but aren't. I am doing to put this in you and make you orgasm, Ariel. That's all there is to it."

He kissed her again tongue kissing her to swallow any sound as he used that hand that released his pants to hold her in place as he brought his knee down and at the same time sit her on the thing she needed inside her. Her moan of welcoming echoed in his mouth, as he bent his knees and used both his hands to hold her while he thrust up into her heat, the center of her world at that moment, causing her to spasm again and again as he quickened his pace and sent her over the edge her juices flooding over him as he looked her in the eye and let go of his control and came into her. Both their bodies were filled with pleasure and as he filled her with cum she came again, holding onto his shoulder and kissing him harder until the pleasure died down and she realized she wanted that feeling of him inside her again and again. That's what she had been wanting and missing this past week. She wanted and needed Quatre so much, that as he lifted her away she immediately felt the loss and clutched his shirt tightly.

"It's okay, Ariel. I'm not going anywhere." He told her amused.

She glared at him, kissing him on the mouth again as he used his hand to zip her back up and set her on her own two feet. She wanted to scream and yell at him for being so calm about this when she felt drained and missing him already.

"You are the picture of a ravished female."

"And you look every inch the satisfied male, Quat." She hissed at him.

"So do you want to hang around or go somewhere?"

She looked at him like he was crazy. She couldn't hang around everyone now with what just happened and she couldn't just go off with him.

"I ….."

He kept her against the wall, silenting her with a drugging kiss centering all her thoughts on him again.

"I'll take you to the dorm, shut you in my room and promise to please you the rest of the night."

Ariel grinned at the thought.

"Okay."

Part Five

Treize woke up in his silk-sheeted bed from the morning after Ariel's concert. He wondered if Quatre realized he had just declared war by making such a claim on his property. Next to him was the luscious Relena Dorlain, an excellent student who was truly uninhibited once her modesty was over come. He had her practically everywhere and he knew she enjoyed every single time; she was a real sensual being that he was tempted to keep her. Three times in on Friday, he had found her in the hall with either that loudmouth Hilde or with the Princess of Darkness that he had only to stand next to her and she would get wet excuse herself and follow him into the nearest empty room and fuck him right then and there. He wondered where she got this part of her nature from since it wasn't the boring as hell Dean, which Dorothy had recently told him was about as unimaginative in bed as he was in real life.

Dorothy would screw a light bulb if it could get her something, her obsession with Winner was going to get her in trouble but she was useful at being manipulative. She lusted after both Winner and Ariel, which made her predictable in her actions towards to the two. It was the old concept of if I can't have them then no one would. In this it would serve him well in getting Ariel Huntington into his bed. These thoughts ran through his head as he stroked Relena's stomach, using his pinky to draw circles on it.

How he was going to approach Ariel was the question. She only got along with the band members and didn't like him or Zechs. That much was obvious but those things could be overcome, she was his property and that was the end of story. Her sleeping with Quatre only signed an open war declaration with Winner, her virginity would have been nice to take but having her at all was worth it. Making her his slave was going to be something he would enjoy.

He had Relena because he could; that she was the Dean's daughter made it the exciting part. He detested the man and anyway to get back at him for putting him on probation and almost ruining his chances at Yale. He had his reasons for wanting Ariel. She was temptation, innocence, talent, and beauty. Plus she was the heiress to the Huntington Empire and two of her other ex-stepfathers' money bins, something he had investigated. She would be the perfect mate to someone with his background, not the daughter of a Dean at a private high school. The added bonus was getting the final score settled between him and Quatre Winner. His glaze moved over Relena, his fingers following down to her light brown curls that hid her nub and began waking her up, determined to keep her as long as he could.

~

The minute Ariel woke up, Quatre felt it. Her entire body tensed and he knew she was feeling guilt in what they had done. He could honestly say that he had the slightest bit of guilt but because she felt it. They had done nothing wrong, only societies rules said they might have.

She had been uninhibited and passionate throughout the entire night. Surprising him to no end and when she had finally given in to exhaustion he laid there watching her headrest on his chest as she slept, with one arm flung on his stomach. He could feel for uncomfortable she was getting and made no move to keep her where she was as she slowly pulled away, using the sheet to cover her nakedness.

"If you want me to apologize for last night, I won't." Quatre told her quietly.

"I didn't expect you too. It's just different in daylight," she said, feeling a blush flood her cheeks and cursed herself for being so affected by him, "I never…."

The entire episode, the whole night, her incredible behavior, was unbelievable.

Quatre only looked over her the smoky gray eyes, the gentle grace of her shapely mouth, he found himself enchanted by her all over again. He tried to tell himself that this was wrong, that he shouldn't have taken her virginity in the first place and he wouldn't be in this predicament now. She was unsure of herself, although she was a wildcat in bed, and that made him contemplate why he had done it. Besides the fact that he wanted her without reason or restraint as last night had clearly demonstrated, he had done it in a way to protect her. She was in danger of becoming one of the tramps of the school if Treize got his hands on her, something Treize had done to at least twelve girls that Quatre knew of. Using them and turning them loose in the school, he had done it to Dorothy and see how well she turned out. He was doing it to Relena, which he was going to see stopped because if Relena got hurt in this he was sure that she would, Ariel would confront Treize and that was the last thing she needed to do. It would give Treize leverage over Ariel and make her take Relena's place in his bed. If he had to keep Ariel permanently in his bed, something he had no problem with, he was not going to let that happen. Treize would destroy Ariel's personality and will in a short time leaving her with no self-esteem so she would seek it out by sleeping with others. He had seen it and it wasn't pretty.

His eyes rested on her again and knew prudence was slipping out the door without so much as a backwards glance while hot blood started pulsing through his veins, irresponsibly. His body was beginning to respond despite his determination not to think about her like that again today. God, why did she have to be so beautiful? Then his focus drifted onto dangerous ground. She was so warm and soft….and enticing….sensual. He tried briefly to order his libido under control and failed.

Ariel found herself unable to resist the penetrating attraction of those clear blue eyes, primitive in their need and so suggestive she found herself responding to it as if her soul was crying out to his. Then Ariel felt Quatre's newly aroused body stir and come to life against where her hip still touched him, and an answering heat, radiated throughout her body. Quatre felt her tremble at the response to him and drew her into the circle of his arms, very gently, so she could stop him if she wished. His muscles tensed as their bodies touched, but she didn't move.

The intimacy of expert fingertips tracing a delicate pattern down her spine was letting all Ariel's objections go straight out the window. Quatre was holding her so close she could feel the pounding of his heartbeat.

"We shouldn't do this." She said, her voice was breathy.

"No, we shouldn't," he agreed, his eyes caressing her face, coming to fall on her pink tempting lips and in defiance of what was right, that he could not stop himself from what he was about to do. Lowering his golden head to kiss those full lips.

Ariel tried to pull away but it was already too late. She felt the sudden springing surge of his body and her senses reeled beyond caution, reminded of all she had discovered in the long night hours. Strong hands slid down to her hips and crushed her tightly into his hardness. And when his mouth crushed down recklessly over hers, she no longer cared if this was right or wrong. Quatre's lips and tongue greedily took hers renewing the taste of her. While their mouths clung and tongues intertwined, his hands lingered over her curves sparing no area from his caresses. Instantly Ariel felt all the memories of last night come back to her, all Quatre had taught her of audacious, delectable passion between two people. Before the kiss was over, she let him know without speaking that what he wanted, he could have.

~

Over an hour later, Ariel drifted into consciousness after falling asleep after the latest mutual satisfaction was taken care of. Quatre was deep asleep, his breathing even. His eyes were closed and she couldn't stop herself from pushing a way a piece of gold hair from his forehead. She sighed and blinked as she saw that is was almost seven, people would be moving around in about a half an hour and she needed to get back to her dorm room. She pulled the covers back, thanking the heavens that her clothes were right next to the bed and quickly put the vinyl outfit back on along with her coat. She picked her boots up but didn't put them on, in case the sound they made on the floor would wake Quatre. She walked to the door and closed it behind her as she exited it. She leaned against the door for a second, her mind still not accepting what she had done the past night. And this morning, she thought. She looked to make sure there wasn't anyone in the hall and went to her room in the opposite wing.

Dorothy was coming down the flight of stairs from the third floor where she had spent a very acrobatic night with her English professor. For a guy in his forties he was amazingly agile in bed, she thought with a smile. As she stopped on the stairs, she saw Ariel come out of the east wing, from the first corridor. Dorothy's eyes narrowed at the younger girl who was wearing what she had been last night. The only guy Ariel knew in that corridor was Quatre.

"That little slut." Dorothy said aloud but Ariel was too busy heading back to her room to notice her on the stairs.

A sudden smile came over Dorothy's angered features.

"I wonder if Ariel knows about Quatre and Trowa."

~

Hilde was lying on the beach, soaking in the sun in shorts and a bikini top when she got shadowed. She dropped her sunglasses forward onto her nose to stare up at Ariel.

"You know, when someone is laying on the beach in this type of outfit it is nice when people keep their shadows out of that person's light." Hilde stated, as she pushed her sunglasses back in place as Ariel sat on the sand.

"Sorry, Hil." Came Ariel's reply.

"Alright, now I know something's up. You are never this emotionless to me." Hilde told the blond, sitting up on her elbows.

"You saw what happened last night, right?"

Hilde's face broke into a suggestive grin.

"I take it that you found common ground in that club's corner."

The plain innuendo only made Ariel's serious expression firmer.

"Okay, so something happened and you didn't like it?"

"It's not like that," Ariel started, "or maybe it is…God, I am so confused. I mean, I liked it,….really liked it," Hilde smirked at that as Ariel looked out over the ocean, "it's the whole stepbrother thing and I don't know. Maybe it's just me. Is it a bad thing to enjoy something so much it makes you feel ripped in two when you're away from that person? I'd never had to deal with this if Quatre hadn't made a move."

Hilde whistled at that comment.

"So now you're blaming him for making you realize you have feelings for him? Sounds a little petty to me, Rie."

"I'm not blaming him," Ariel frustrated said, and then growled, "I don't know what I mean anymore. Even talking about it is driving me crazy."

Hilde laughed and this caused Ariel to glance at her.

"It sounds to me, kiddo, like you're in love and fighting it tooth and nail."

"In love? I can't be in love. I don't believe in that whole thing."

"No? Well, it obviously got its hooks into you real good. Not that I am surprised, Quat is a hottie and one of the greatest guys I know. You need to relax before you give yourself a mental breakdown, the Dark Angel can't go all postal about this it's not part of her character."

"Well, she's making an exception. Besides, being the labeled Dark Angel is hard at times."

"Then how about Princess of Darkness, or the Moonlight Temptress?"

Ariel rolled her eyes.

"Those are the names people are calling you now. Pretty good change from Freak."

"I rather just be called Ariel, thanks."

"Should have thought about that before going on stage and making your extremely hot voice heard so every guy is dreaming about you, not good dreams but long, passionate, wet.."

Ariel leaned over and threw sand at Hilde, landing on her stomach.

"That's enough of describing guy's wet dreams, okay?" then as her mood lightened, Ariel added teasing, "so does the Male Diva, dream about me or you?"

"Very funny, Rie."

"So are you going to tell me what is going on or what?" Ariel asked.

"Sorry, I don't have a clue to what you are asking."

"Bull. When I was making my way back to my room I passed yours and very," Ariel coughed, "shall we say loud almost release sounding scream was coming from your very room."

"Since you now know what that sounds like," Hilde said, "the only thing I can tell you is that my and Duo's one nighter has turned into a two nighter."

"You are asking for trouble, you know that right? Heero is going to kill you both and not even I can stop him."

"Well, like you said taking the right female with a guy that is purely same sex oriented can do wonders."

"I'll bet."

~

Zechs and Noin were in the middle of a very heated discussion at that same time, in the empty boat dock as they prepared to go sailing for the day. Noin bent over the edge of the sailboat, untying the knot to release it from the dock when she felt Zechs arm make its way to her stomach pulling her back into him to feel his muscular chest barely hidden by the white opened shirt he wore with light colored jeans. She turned her head and kissed him full on the mouth before moving out of his arms to go to the wheel.

"You know, keep making promises like that and we might just be spending the day below deck." She told him as he continued moving around the boat preparing to go into the vastness of the ocean.

"Like that isn't exactly what you want."

"Of course not," she mocked, "I would much rather stay in the sun and become red like a lobster."

"Then why'd you come?" he asked, coming to sit next to her standing position.

"To keep you company, I'm kind of attached to you if you haven't noticed."

"Noticed? No, can't say I have."

The sailboat passed by where Ariel and Hilde were on the beach and Noin waved to them before they passed by.

"Do you think Treize will leave Ariel alone?" Noin asked.

"Not a chance."

"Even with having the Dean's daughter?"

"She is just a diversion as far as he is concerned, to wait until the main event."

"It's disgusting the way he keeps using all those girls," Noin shivered, "it's almost like he is out for some sort of revenge against the female population or something."

"He had his reasons. The one about Relena is about her father, Dorothy was about her wanting him and practically stocking him until he had her, and those others were because he could."

"He took Emily Willis, the most innocent girl in our class and turned her into the school slut. Her boyfriend found her screwing his best friend and sister at the same time. Her parents had to move to an entire different country to escape the scandal she made, putting her in some all girls school in Europe. He did it because she was his therapists daughter and they were over charging him," Noin recorded at his defense of Treize, "I realize he's your best friend, Zechs, but Treize is plain scary at times."

"Noin, he just does what he feels he has to."

"How can you say that? After all he's done you still defend him?" Noin's face had pure disgust at the thought of Treize, "I can barely stomach being around him, he's made Relena into his person sex slave and plans to take Ariel from Quatre to prove he can."

"Quatre took the only person Treize truly loved and turned her against him."

"What would you have him do? Quatre wasn't in love with her, but she loved him. Their families set up the entire arrangement between the two. Treize got angry that her family accepted Quatre but not him because he supposedly loved her, when I doubt he even knows what love is. He raped her, destroying the sweet person she was, getting her pregnant until she committed suicide to escape what had happened. He knows that Quatre is in love with Ariel that he has let someone truly in since that happened something that not even Trowa could do, and wants Ariel to destroy Quatre. It's that simple and you defend a person who would do that? Destroying people's lives in his little game?"

Zechs only looked at her, until they both realized that this argument was futile. He was Treize's only true friend and not even her love of Zechs could make him see what a horrible person Treize truly was.

~

Quatre was sitting in the library of the school when he felt a tap on his shoulder to look into Treize's hard eyes. Quatre was instantly on guard around the older boy.

"We need to talk, Winner."

"Unfortunately, I have nothing to say to you," Quatre said gathering his books before standing, "wait, I do have something to say. Stay the hell away from Ariel."

"Then you will be most interested in what I have to say," Treize said and nodded to the library doors that led out onto the courtyard, "but we need to do it in more private area."

Quatre only followed him because of Ariel. If he touched her, laid one hand on her, he would regret it.

Out on the courtyard, Treize waited until he made sure no one was coming or going. Quatre stood leaning against one of the stone pillars, his book bag at his feet.

"Just what do you want, Khushrenada?"

"Something you have, that happens to belong to me," Treize started, "when we became Inners, there was a code. One of a few but simple enough for anyone to understand. That once one of us made a claim, only they were allowed to touch that claim. You crossed me when you took Ariel, Winner."

"Ariel isn't a possession or have you forgotten that? So caught up in your game that you forgot that little fact?"

"She most certainly is, during this time period when we are introducing her into the Inners only the person with the claim can be around that person as much or often as they like. In or out of the bedroom, if they want. She still has a month left until she is a full Inner and during that month I suggest you back off, Winner. These rules were set for a reason and everyone else will be on my side in this."

"You can take your fucking rules and choke on them."

"Be careful of what you do. You wouldn't want to loose Ariel the same way you lost Marian."

Quatre stood straight up, still a couple of inches shorter than Treize but the anger in his eyes made him an equal to the older boy.

"I didn't lose Marian, you killed her. Just like you did all those other girls, who haven't the strength to end their existence even though their lives are over the minute you touch them. You turn them into sluts, into someone's play things before cutting them off, sending them out without self-esteem so they have to get it the way you showed them and how they think they should, by screwing people. Who it is doesn't matter all that matters is that they feel something, like they did when they were with you. The same thing you are doing to Relena and you would do to Ariel, if she let you which she won't because out of all the girls you went after she is the first one to honestly look at you and see you for what you are."

"Oh? And does she know about your little deep end of the ocean after Marian, how you practically fucked anything walking? Or about you're little relationship with her friend, Trowa Barton. Does she know the true you, Quatre? How dangerous you are and if memory serves, you were likened to me at one time for the things you did."

"That was a long time ago."

"Two years isn't that long. You still have that instinct in you to have anything you want when you want it. Would Ariel survive you doing those things to her? Or would she find solace with another?"

"That's what you want. To bring all these memories back so Ariel might leave me and go to you."

"She still might. Like you said, she might see me for who I really am but once she gets a close look into who you really are, I doubt she'll be hanging around long. Some of those things you did, not many people could forgive."

"I made my amends, I don't plan to live my life in the past, like some people I know."

"Just remember what I said, Winner."

~

Treize watched Quatre leave and knew it was only a matter of time before he had Ariel and Quatre Winner was gone. He knew that Quatre felt guilt over Marian's death and done things to get rid of his guilt. His ignoring her had driven her into Treize's arms but she hated him, had always and when he made love to her she had cried out her love for Quatre. That she was using him to fill in for Quatre had driven him to what he did. But now he had Quatre just where he wanted him, with one word he would have Ariel anyway he liked now that he knew at this moment Dorothy was telling his Princess all about Quatre and Trowa's love affair, adding parts that it was still going on. Treize was smiling as he went from the courtyard up the stairs the back way and coming to be inside the Dean's office. The Dean was gone to conferences for the rest of the day and what better use for the office than to fuck his daughter right there.

Treize waited, knowing like the ice cream man knew that even if it was sinful the people would come to it and like a moth to a flame Relena entered the Dean's office. He saw her reflected in the window as she entered in her school uniform having been told in the note left by her 'Father' that he needed her to go to a meeting with him at the school board. He wanted to have her in that prissy little school uniform that drove him nuts every time he saw her in it. He sat in the Dean's large leather chair with a high back so she couldn't see who was sitting in it. He saw her biting her lip in nervousness and as he turned the chair around he saw the shock displayed clearly on her face. The door was closed behind her, so the two of them were alone in the large room. The small secretary's desk outside the door had a control on it to lock the main entrance to the Dean's office area, and pressing the keypad in front of him, it locked that outer door.

"What are you doing here? My father said to meet him here to go to the school board."

"I am afraid that he can't make it, seems he left early this morning and will be gone the rest of the day."

"So, it was you who sent the note?"

"Smart girl."

He saw her eyes fill with confusion and fear, the fear radiated from getting caught by someone walking in. Even though it was a Sunday it could happen but she didn't know about the outer door locking system and so the whole excitement was still hidden within her at the possibility.

"We have to get out of here. Ms. Mable might come in to do some work and she might tell Father."

Relena came around to his side of the desk, using a hand to pull on his but he only pulled back until her breasts, covered in the pristine white cotton blouse with the white bra underneath were directly in front of his mouth.

"But she's not." He whispered, his breath against one of her nipples, which hardened instantly at the slight movement.

He brought her whole body to him with his hand still with hers, standing up and backing the leather chair away, pulling her in front of him, her butt even with the desk's top. Her increased breath and faster movements of her chest made him realize how aroused she already was. He released her hand, using both in stead to sit her on the desk top, at the same time inching her skirt forward from her knees to her thighs and higher until he saw something unexpected.

"No underwear?" he exclaimed softly against her slightly parted lips as one hand ran over her soaked clit.

"No," she gasped.

"How convenient."

He let his hands play with the outsides of her sex, not going in so much as an inch as he teased and tormented her. His lips moved from her mouth to her material covered chest, unbuttoning it with his other hand until he saw her front clasp bra. He undid it to let them burst out of confinement and his mouth covered one, sucking on it as her right hand came to clasp his head to her breast moaning in pleasure. Her left hand came between her legs moving his to show him what she wanted him to do and as he entered her with two of his fingers, she came quick and lingeringly. His eyes met hers as he realized how badly she was up to this, moving his hand from her sex to his pants, unzipping them. Jerking the now uncomfortable material down along with his own underwear he moved closer to her legs as they wrapped around his waist and entered her. His mouth left the one breast, circling the nipple of the other as he pumped in and out of her slick channel until he wanted deeper and she was whimpering her need. He drew himself onto the desk, knocking over a pencil holder and the lamp as he thrust deeper into her, stretching his arms to grab the sides of the desk by her head and using that as leverage got the depth he sought. He came before her, the feel of his semen inside her making her come yet again until the last bit of pleasure died and he began again to arouse her intent on using this desk for as long as they needed.

~

Ariel had headed back from the beach around one, splitting with Hilde as she went to change so the two of them could head to town to do take in a movie to get their minds off things. She dusted her legs free of sand from her black shorts with silver strips on the outside leg of them. Her black tank top was added to it as a last minute thing even though it had only gotten her hotter on the beach from the sun. She passed by the quad until she saw Dorothy sitting under a tree with Midii. Her voice carried a little too conveniently as Ariel was walking by, dropping Ariel's name into what she was saying that made the blond look.

"And just what are you saying about me this time?"

"Do you realize you must be the most clueless person here?"

"And why is that?" Ariel asked folding her arms.

"That you can't see that what you and Quatre did last night isn't going to stop him from being with Trowa."

"What are you talking about?"

"You mean you didn't know about those two?" Midii asked, with fake amazement.

"What about them?"

"That they are lovers, of course. They have been for two years. You didn't know?"

Ariel couldn't be more shocked and made sure her emotionless mask was on to keep from showing it.

"Are they? That's nice," she swallowed her urge to scream, "well, I have to be going. See you around."

Dorothy watched the girl walk away and Midii looked at the confident girl.

"Your sure she heard you, looks like she doesn't care."

"Oh, she cares," a evil smile came to Dorothy's lips, "she cares a lot."

~

Ariel ran the rest of the way as soon as she entered the building. She knew people stared after her but didn't care. She was going to Trowa. She ran down the boys' hall and ignored the cat calls to her as she saw Trowa's room door opened and both Hilde and Duo in there with him.

"Oh, good, Rie, I was coming to get you," Hilde started and stopped talking as Ariel's eyes took on the anger she felt. Duo's hand touched her arm to still her talking as Trowa saw Ariel looking at him like she hated him.

"Tell me it isn't true. Now."

"Wow, Ariel, what is it?" Trowa said moving towards her.

As his arms came out to touch her, she jerked back.

"Don't touch me," her voice filled with anger but barely above a whisper, "just tell me. It isn't true right? You both wouldn't look straight at me all this time and lie to me, would you?"

"If I knew what you were talking about…"

She saw Duo and Hilde just as confused as Trowa's green eyes betrayed.

"That you…..and Quatre….are lovers. That you two are still…."

Duo's whistle echoed the silent room and Trowa's instant chilling glare silenced him as Duo started moving towards the door, dragging a shocked Hilde behind him. Only when the door shut did Trowa talk.

"I don't know who told you but I won't lie," he said looking straight into her pained gray eyes, "Quatre and I at one time were lovers. He was in pain and I was there for him. It ended over a year and a half ago, when we both were still sophomores."

"And now?"

"We haven't been anything but best friends since," Trowa's eyes softened, "I would never hurt you like that. Would never let you two come to where you are if I still even thought about him like that."

Ariel still looked unconvinced. He knew from the way she doubted it that somehow the person who had told her made it seem true.

"You know me, Ariel. You have for years."

"I knew you, Trowa. A lot can happen to a person in a couple of years."

"I know. But, Ariel, whoever told you made it seem like we are but we aren't. Ask anyone who knew. Only a few did," as he said it Trowa thought about who knew, "…Dorothy, that little…She told you didn't she?"

Ariel nodded, as Trowa seemed to want to strangle the air between his two clenched hands.

"No, Ariel. Quatre is one of my best friends; you are one of my best friends. I would never ever do that to either of you."

"I know, somehow I knew but everything and the level of understanding between you two it was making sense that I was feeling stupid for not seeing it."

"Only because it is over. We do understand each other better than most people but no not like that, not anymore."

Ariel came forward until Trowa's arms wrapped around her emotionally drained body and he laid his head on top of hers.

"Been one long emotional day, hasn't it?"

"From the time I woke up this morning."

Part Six

Quatre wondered around campus after Treize's talk with him. He knew that if he did back off on Ariel, Treize would see it as an open opportunity to get Ariel, and even knowing how everyone in the group might agree with Treize there was no way he was letting this turn into another Marian situation.

Marian was someone he tried not to think about. She was a part of his past, and what had happened so not something he liked to dwell on. Treize knew this and that's why he brought it up. In any light, it was the two of them who had ended her life as sure as they had hung her from her ceiling that night. The only thing he wondered was why she had thought that was the only way out. He hadn't loved her, knew her since they were toddlers to feel more than brotherly affection for her but he would never had turned his back on her. Treize had seen to it that she felt guilt about it until she committed suicide. Her parents to this day refused to talk about her due to the scandal. That was something that brought the selfishness out in people, if you made a scandal and it connected to them. It was stupid and Quatre had told her parents that one night when he was drunk.

Treize had gone off the deep end when she died, as did Quatre for a while. He became so closed off, sleeping with someone just to do it and rarely remember it in the morning. He drank so much that only Trowa could drag him out of it and that's when their relationship had deepened for a time. Trowa was his closest friend, his confident and some one he trusted above all else. He knew he needed to talk to him first thing about this before Treize made his move.

He made his way to his room, dropping off his stuff and then knocked on Trowa's door. When he didn't answer, Quatre turned the knob and stood frozen on the spot. He could make out two figures on Trowa's bed. Trowa, who had nothing on his chest and a sheet pulled up to his stomach and resting next to him, with Trowa's arm around her waist was Ariel. Her hair down and tousled, wearing one of Trowa's shirts. He didn't know who he was angrier at while he stood there. Then a forbidden thought came into his head.

Maybe this was a good thing, he thought, since it was obvious that Treize would stop at nothing to get Ariel if she belonged to him. But if Ariel was with someone else it would protect her from Treize. As much as those thoughts hurt him like a knife twisting into his gut, he didn't say a word slowly backing up and reclosing the door. The image of the two of them burning into his retinas of his eyes. Wondering how he was going to get through this, when the girl he loved was with his best friend.

~

Ariel woke up realizing how tired she had been when she glanced at Trowa's clock and it was already seven. She had to get to her own room and bed before she fell asleep again. She gently shook Trowa's arm so his green eyes opened to regard her.

"I'm going to go to my room before I use you as a heater again and fall asleep." She told him.

He grinned and nodded.

"Go ahead. I'll make sure to talk to Quat tomorrow about this, okay?"

"Thanks for everything."

She stood gathering her clothes to go to the bathroom to change as his words stopped her.

"Go ahead and just wear the shirt, you're too tired to change and then rechange when you get to your room. Just put your shorts on and you should be fine."

"But what if the fashion police stop me and I get caught in a color other than black? Think of the scandal, what will people say?" she said teasing.

"That being around Quat is reforming your wardrobe."

She laughed and pulled her shorts over her hips and underwear that she was wearing. She smoothed out the material as much as she could from the wrinkles it had gotten while she slept and leaned over the bed to kiss his cheek.

"You're a great friend, you know that?"

"So are you, Ariel. Now go to your room." He ordered gently.

"See you tomorrow," she said, and then yawned.

She closed his bedroom door and walked back to her room, not noticing that Quatre was standing in his own doorway watching her leave with his eyes full of sadness.

~

Hilde was banging on her door on Monday morning, opening it without being asked in as Relena followed the dark haired girl. Ariel was finishing dressing in her school uniform and both girls looked at her.

"So where were you or did you forget we had plans yesterday?" Hilde asked.

"Sorry. Trowa and I got caught up in our conversation before I fell asleep in one of his shirts until seven. Then he told me to go to my room and straight to bed."

"Well, you look a hundred percent better. What was that whole thing about?"

"Just a bunch of past things I learned about. Hey, Lena, do you mind if I meet you for lunch on the quad today? I have to finish my art project today so it will be graded in time for vacation this week."

"Go ahead."

Ariel grabbed her book bag and headed to class along with her two friends.

~

Dorothy was pleased with what she had done, causing Ariel to question both Quatre and Trowa. It was better than she thought. She could have been more direct with it but adding Midii into it was more convincing making the girl really look like a fool. As they sat on the quad. It was littered with people, not really over crowded due to a lot of people studying for the tests that came before Thanksgiving vacation.

She was sitting with Midii, Cathy, and Sally. For some reason Noin had been avoiding them and staying away from any of the Inners. Dorothy saw Hilde and Relena sitting on one of the four-chaired tables, as Ariel came across the quad. She didn't have a frown or even a hint of sadness around her and that made Dorothy narrow her eyes.

"I thought you said she was going to be all melancholy." Cathy said unimpressed.

"She should be, damn it, what happened?"

"Could that be it?" Sally asked, pointing to Ariel playfully pushing Trowa, who had come to that group along with Duo and Heero.

"Damn Trowa, he would be the one to ruin all my plans that fucking meddler."

Dorothy stood up on the blanket the four were sitting on and walked over to them only to stop in mid-stride as she saw Quatre, who looked like he was about to end the third world war. A pleased grin came across her face as she headed back to the blanket.

"So? What are you going to do?"

"Let's just say I think my plan is working perfectly."

~

Ariel had just ducked under Trowa's arm as he went to tackle the book from her so she would join them in eating lunch, not studying. She ran directly into Quatre, as her face was turned to look behind her and Trowa stopped five feet behind her.

"Quat! Where have you been?" she asked, breathless from running.

"Around, obviously but not around too much I see to keep you from sleeping around." His voice was deep calm and cold.

"What? Quat, what are you talking about?"

"Don't try to back your way out of this one, Ariel, since I saw you."

"Saw me?"

"You really must be completely stupid if you think I am going to fall for that innocent act like you don't know perfectly well what I am talking about."

As Quatre spoke his voice carried to their friends and to where Dorothy and those girls sat but not beyond that since it was a little loud for anyone else to hear.

"Quat, I don't know what you're getting at…."

"That's right, Trowa, you don't. Must be nice to live in a land of denial, never thought I'd see my best friend sleeping with my stepsister behind my back." Quatre announced.

"What makes you think me and Ariel are sleeping together?"

"Seeing it with my own eyes. Entering your room to find you with no clothes on and her in one of your shirts."

Ariel backed up from him.

"So you are basing all of your accusations on what you think you saw?"

"I didn't think I saw anything, I saw it. It's nice to know that I realized what was going on before I looked like a complete idiot."

Duo, Hilde, Relena, and Heero watched the display of accusations being played out. Hilde looked at Duo, touching his arm.

"Isn't that the other night when she got told about him and Trowa?" she whispered.

"I don't think he knows that."

Quatre looked over Trowa and Ariel like they were beneath him and behind him on the blanket was Dorothy listening and smugly adoring every minute of the scene.

"So you think I slept with Trowa?"

"Do I have to keep repeating myself? Then again how can I forget how people of your class are?"

Ariel's attitude changed in an instant at that comment. Going from concerned to equally mad. Trowa had a hand on her shoulder, supporting her.

"People of my class? What the hell is that supposed to mean? Wait, don't answer that. I wouldn't want you to lower yourself to answering a question my a mere peasant compared to the great Quatre Winner," she started and then with a fake smile, "well, if is over then it's over. So I don't see how my sleeping with Trowa is any of your business anymore, Winner. I mean, since you found him so sexy before I don't see what your big surprise is about it."

Quatre had to hide his reaction to that. He didn't know she knew about him and Trowa.

"That's right, I know. Seems a little odd that you didn't tell me before but that's to be expected from self-centered money-grubbing asshole like yourself, right? How stupid of me to think that you were different that any of the other guys I've known. All you care about is getting your rocks off. How typical."

"Well, he only did it because of the game. Don't take it personal, Ariel." Came Dorothy's sugar sweet reply as her stood now behind Quat, an hand on his shoulder and her head resting on it.

"Game….." Ariel said.

"That's right, sweetheart. You were just part of a game, where you are the little fish and us the big bad sharks. You didn't think you became popular for real, did you?" Dorothy paused looking at Ariel directly, "Oh, you did. How sweet."

Relena and Hilde couldn't believe what they had just heard.

"You and those two cunt friends of yours have been in this game from day one. Being used like little toys. You could have been one of us, Ariel, been an elite Inner. Controlling everything but you had to go and get involved with Quatre here when he is off limits since you are Treize's property. I bet you didn't know that either, did you? He's been so well using that airhead Dean's daughter biding his time till he slept with you. How ironic is that? Oh, and Zechs isn't the hard ass you all think he is. He arranged the whole Duo and Hilde attraction thing," Dorothy looked over at Heero, "which has been going on before and after you thought you stopped it, Heero. So, Ariel, consider yourself lucky that you found out now, cause just imagine what scandal you could have created had you kept this up."

"Thank you," Ariel said in a low voice.

"For what?"

"For saving me from turning into a another one of you."

Dorothy moved to claw at Ariel when a hand grabbed a hold of Dorothy's wrist and jerked her from attacking Ariel. Noin looked into Dorothy's frightened violet eyes.

"Consider yourself an outcast, Dorothy and if you even come near any of us again, that includes Relena, Ariel, or Hilde, let's just say I wouldn't want to be in your shoes. Cause when Treize finds out what you did, you are going to wish you had kept that gapping whole in your mouth shut."

Zechs stood right behind Noin, supporting her as Dorothy jerked back her wrist rubbing it and looked at Quatre.

"Quatre?"

"Don't. You made your bed, Dorothy, have fun sleeping in it alone."

Ariel looked at Dorothy, who glared back at the gray-eyed girl.

"This is all your fault. You destroyed everything."

"No, Dorothy, you did."

~

Ariel had stood on the spot for only a minute after Dorothy had run to the school. Trowa moved her back protectively into his arms from the pain in Quatre's eyes mixed with regret and anger.

"How could you think that?" was all she whispered at him before shutting her eyes from letting him see the tears welling up in them.

She turned in Trowa's arms and told him she wanted to leave. Trowa saw how much it was taking her not to break down right then and there, and led her back to the school.

"If you ever come near her again, I swear you'll regret it." Trowa told his best friend, walking back to the school.

Relena was reeling at the words she had heard, at being used like that without feeling, which she knew now that Treize had felt nothing for her. Hilde was in much the same condition, moving away from Duo and her eyes searching for answers from Noin and Zechs. Heero was ignoring Duo, who stood defeated.

~

It seemed like forever that the group began to speak to each other again. The rest of the week was absorbed into studying and getting their semi-finals done before vacation started Friday afternoon. Ariel spent her time in her room, locking the door for complete solitude. She didn't want to understand what was going on. All she wanted to do was shut it out. She couldn't bring herself to even talk to Relena and Hilde, feeling somehow all of this mess was her fault.

She was in the middle of her Trig class, on Friday when she was tapped on the shoulder. She looked to see her teacher hand her a note from the office. She grabbed her bag, dropping her finished test on the desk. She left and walked to the Dean's office and entered it to see Felicia standing in it.

"Come in, Miss Huntington," the Dean started, his face looking to Ariel and then to her mother.

"What's going on?"

"Ariel, honey," Felicia started, "Raberba and I are getting a divorce."

Ariel couldn't be more shocked if she had told her daughter she was pregnant.

"You're divorcing Raberba?"

"Actually he's divorcing me," Felicia said with a blush looking sweetly at the Dean, "so I am afraid that you are going to have to stop going here and go to live with your Father."

"You were barely married two months, Mother. What did you do this time?"

"Ariel! I will not have that kind of disrespect show to me, young lady."

"You have to earn respect, Mother. It's not just given to you. So what did you do? Sleep with another guy like last time? Or maybe max out his credit cards? What? I am sick of being handled like baggage to you, that you can just send me on my marry way when it suits you. I want answers and I want them now."

The Dean coughed, looking very uncomfortable.

"I apologize for my daughter's behavior," Felicia said, standing and grabbing Ariel's upper arm hard, "If you will excuse us. I will have one of the servants get Ariel's things from her room."

"Of course."

Ariel jerked her arm away as soon as they were outside the Dean's office heading to the main entrance.

"You little brat, I don't know why I put up with you and especially after what Dorothy told me today you and Quatre," Felicia looked coldly at her only child, "you little tramp. Couldn't wait till you were at least married to sleep around? And with your stepbrother of all people? You are a walking scandal and I will not have it anymore."

"Rather I act like you and fuck every guy who has a bigger bank account than the last? Marrying them for their money? You make me sick, Mother, and believe me when I say it suits me just fine not to have to live with you anymore. I much rather live with Dad, who is a normal human being."

Felicia gasped and pulled back her hand, slapping Ariel across the face full on. It caused Ariel's head to move and when she looked back, through her hair that had fallen into her face her mouth was cut from the ring on Felicia's hand and her cheek was already bruising from the force of the impact.

"Does that make you happy? That you caused me to hit you?"

"No one held a gun to your head, Mother. Please be adult enough to take responsibility for your actions." Ariel said through her teeth.

"Yes, it is a very good idea that you go back to your Father. Maybe he will be able to make a lady out of you."

The main door opened and Raberba stood there looking from Ariel's face to Felicia.

"I suggest Madame, that you let go of that child this instant before someone feels the need to press charges." Raberba told his soon to be ex-wife.

"You are no legal right over Ariel." She told him.

Out of the limo below came a man in dark sunglasses, in a tailor black suit and dark blond hair.

"No, but I do." Came Raydon Huntington's voice.

~

Two girls passed Quatre in the hall as he went to his next class.

"Did you hear about Ariel Huntington?"

"That singer? No, what about her?"

"Seems her mother came to get her, she's being divorced by Mr. Winner and she openly slapped Ariel right in the hall. A couple of teachers saw her, and then when the main door opened her dad and Mr. Winner were there to take her away. Ariel looked like she was in a lot of pain."

"How sad. So she and Quatre aren't stepsiblings anymore?"

"Soon they won't be. And she was so cool, my older sister says when she sang in the club the entire club listened like they were in trance or something."

"I heard that she was going to be one of the Inners."

Quatre stood on the spot, watching people pass him. His vision suddenly seemed to be obscured by someone and he saw Trowa.

"Ariel is going to be living with her dad. She's leaving tomorrow."

"So? What do you want me to do about it?"

Trowa's teeth clenched.

"Tell her, you moron. You are in love with her and she's in love with you."

"No. She doesn't belong with me."

"I know why you pulled that little act in the quad. Treize threw a fit when Dorothy told the girls. The Dean walked in on Treize and Dorothy talking about what was going on and expelled them both. Heero and Duo aren't a couple anymore, Duo is with Hilde and Heero is spending a lot of time with Relena. Everything is fixed. You know I didn't sleep with Ariel, she's like my kid sister."

"Even if I went to her, she hates me."

"She doesn't hate you, Quat. She's just really confused. You did it, so go fix it."

Quatre just nodded and left the school. He drove his jaguar as fast as he could, barely turning off the engine before he was out of it and running into the house. He found Ariel in the library with his father and the man that had to be her own father.

"Quatre?" Ariel asked.

"God, Ariel can you forgive me? I was so jealous and I wanted to protect you from Treize and it got out of hand. I am so sorry I put you through that, I love you Ariel."

She was standing as he stood right in front of her telling her all this barely letting her have time to respond to any of it when her father cleared his throat.

"I take it this is your son, Raberba?"

"That's him."

"Seems like a nice enough kid. Now what is this about a situation you put Ariel through?" Raydon asked Quatre.

"It's along story, Dad. Is it okay if we leave the room for a little bit? We have some things we need to discuss."

Both the men looked at one another and then at the two kids nodding.

Ariel took Quatre by the hand and led him out of the room and outside on the manicured grass, moving them out of the library's window sight before stopping them.

"Okay, here," she said coming to stand, "you know that was quite some show you pulled in there."

"It wasn't a show, Ariel."

"You do realize that you are skipping school and will probably be in serious trouble when you go back?"

"And that matters? Geez, Ariel I just poured my heart out to you in front of both our dad's and you are telling me about what trouble I am in cause I'm skipping school?"

"Just making sure you were listening," she leaned forward putting her arms around his neck, "because Quatre Raberba Winner, if you ever make me feel as lost as I did when you told me all of those things in the quad again I will personally see to it that your body will never be found," she gently kissed his lips before backing out of his arms, "did you realize how heartbroken you left me when you told me those things? Then to have Dorothy tell me it was just a game you were playing? To know how used I felt? As if my wanting you all the time wasn't bad enough, then you being my stepbrother wasn't giving me a complex already I hear that you were going some game with me. I wanted to die."

Quatre winced at her choice of words.

"I swear I will never do that to you ever again. I saw you in bed with Trowa and lost it. I thought I was protecting you by thinking it was alright because if you were with Trowa you'd be safe from Treize. But really I was protecting myself and hurting you," he paused as she watched emotions play over his features, "Treize and I had both cared for a girl our sophmore year. She was a family friend and our parents kind of arranged for us to be married when we graduated. You see, she was in love with me and Treize was in love with her. I loved her but more like the love of a good friend than someone you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. Treize used her and she used him, to make me jealous until she ended up getting pregnant. She didn't tell anyone and Treize was not exactly thrilled about being a father at sixteen. She hung herself in her room one night leaving a note apologizing for what she did. I never felt so guilty in all my life. All she wanted was for me to love her and I couldn't. Not the way she wanted. I was in a very bad place in my life for a while until Trowa helped me out and of it and our relationship deepened for a short period. I never wanted to cause someone or myself that kind of pain again and then I met you," he smiled at her, "and all my great planning went out the window. I love you so much, Ariel, I would never want to hurt you."

"I know you wouldn't. I understand, really Quatre. I love you, too."

"Just as long as you understand that now that you've said those words you can't take them back. I am never letting you out of my sight again."

"Promise?"

"I swear. I love you."

"I love you, too."

Epilogue

It was graduation day for all the Seniors of St. Augustine Academy. The entire student body was there in one form or another, either as a graduate since the school only had 10th, 11th, and 12th grade. In the first ten rows of the auditorium sat the graduates, while five rows back was where the parents, friends, fellow students, and others could sit to watch the ceremony. The band was off in its open area that was part of the band; it was a smaller stage area on the right wall of the auditorium. Three girls sat as close as they could to where their significant others sat in the tenth row.

Not a single one of the three sophomores girls could believe what they had been through that past year. All the lies, lust, and scandal that had happened. It hadn't broken a single one of them, only brought them closer. The situation of who they were in love with had changed a little.

After Dorothy had made it known all about the game and what the Inners had actually done, using the girls in a game she ran into the school. Ran right into Treize who had heard the verbal battle from his room's window that over looked the quad. He had grabbed Dorothy's arm and led her to an empty room right next to the Dean's office, since most people were at lunch and yelled at her. Every single thing they had done or said was yelled at the other until the Dean came out of his office and heard it all. The new Inners knew that because of what Treize had done to Relena had caused the Dean to not only expel the wealthy teen, deny him graduation, and put in his record all about his previous activities so that if he got picked to go to a good college it would be there for anyone to see. The Dean had also had conferences with both Treize and Dorothy's parents. Both sets had been scandalized by what their child had done, that last thing the group had heard Dorothy was in a mental institution working on all her issues. Treize was supposedly in southern Europe being closely watched by his parents.

Not a single one of them truly missed either troublemaker. Zechs had finally seen what Treize was when Noin had confessed that one night Treize had raped her, done it because he would have leverage over Zechs without him ever knowing it. Noin was so embarrassed and ashamed to tell Zechs that when he had learned it, he went to Treize's house and broken two ribs and Treize's nose. He then finally told Noin how much he loved her. She was now in a state of contentment.

Midii was on her own now, no longer the lackey for Treize and seemed to be holding her own. She had run for Prom Queen and won, was now dating the high school quarterback. Cathy was caring on as an Inner, with her own little click that was more interested in fashion than playing with people. Trowa had admitted that Cathy and he had been seeing each other for quite some time, behind closed doors of course. Sally Po had gotten Wufei to admit his feelings and constantly teased him about it, but he took it well. Something no one thought to see. Another thing no one thought to see was the break up of Heero and Duo. Dorothy confessing that Duo and Hilde were sleeping together hadn't been the crusher she thought it would be. Heero had admitted that he and Duo were no longer as close as they had been for some while and that Hilde just brought it out in the open. The Inners had also seen the other side of the cold Heero Yuy when he had become close to Relena, who was so devastated that she had let Treize use her like that. Heero had over time become her anchor and had helped her realize that love was a major part in making love, not just having sex. Duo and Hilde were an official couple and it was normal to hear them yelling at each other at any time and then pass by one or the other's room and hear the signs of making up.

So as the Dean came on stage and started announcing the graduates; the whistles, calls, and shouts to the people graduated echoed over the music. When it got to each girl's guy the calls were ten times as loud and Duo winked at Hilde while on stage.

The ceremony carried on and Ariel felt a tap on her shoulder as she saw her Dad and Raberba sitting behind her.

"Are you happy, sweetheart?" Her dad asked.

"Extremely."

~

After the ceremony everyone ended up going to the club. It was an open night since the graduates littered the place. Quatre put his arm around Ariel's shoulder, as she laid back on it in her chair. Relena had convinced Heero that dancing was not unmanly and had gotten him on the dance floor, having seen Sally use the same excuse to get Wufei on the dance floor. Trowa sat with Cathy listening to the music as she nibbled on his ear lobe. Zechs and Noin were in a heated discussion on colleges at the bar while Hilde and Duo were on the stage being the D.J's.

"So have you decided where you are going to go to college, Quat?" Trowa asked, as he whispered into Cathy's ear and she grinned at him sitting straight.

"No he hasn't. You would swear that he wasn't excited at all about going." Ariel told Trowa, as she looked up to see Quat give her a look.

"Probably because he's going to be away from you."

"Afraid I'll find someone else?" Ariel teased, and pretended to consider it, "you know you are starting to make it seem like a good idea. I mean I could start looking now rather than wait until next semester."

Quatre glared at Trowa, who was smiling.

"You are some help, Tro."

"Just doing my part in your relationship."

"Truthfully, Quat, I am not that interested in looking for another guy. I mean I'd have to train him to my likes and not likes, and that just takes a long time. It's a very draining process. One I am not sure I want to start again."

"Oh, really? That's not what you said last night." Quatre told her and she elbowed him in the ribs.

"Is your mind always in the gutter?"

"Since that's where yours lives, yes."

Hilde came up on that comment and nodded her head, taking her drink that still sat on it and sipped on it.

"That is so true. You wouldn't guess the things that Ariel talks about…."

"Hilde, does your boyfriend know you have a serious death wish?"

"Yep. Tells me that about twice a day as a matter of fact. Since he constantly refers to himself as the God of Death, it doesn't scare me that much anymore. I couldn't imagine a better way to die."

Everyone at the table laughed at her comment, as she took her drink and headed back to the stage to give it to Duo.

"So I guess the only couple we need to worry about is Lena and Heero then?" Ariel asked, as she saw Relena practically seducing Heero on the dance floor until he grabbed her wondering hand and with a nod to everyone at the table made a path straight to the exit, "then again, maybe not."

"I think we all are going to be just fine." Quatre told her, kissing her lips.

"Just as long as those college girls remember that you are taken."

"You'll just have to visit campus often."

"You better believe it. Just think of all the fresh college male meat they have left around, makes a girl dizzy at the thought."

"Funny, Rie." Quatre told her.

"I thought so," she paused, "I do love you, you know."

"Is that what you call it? Here I thought…" Quatre stopped talking as she rolled her eyes, "I love you, too."

"See, you knew just what I wanted to hear."

"Anytime, Ariel."

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The song used in this fic is:
Can't Fight The Moonlight sung by LeAnn Rimes
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The Angel of The Night