~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Perfect WeaponChapter Two: Sweat SurrenderBy Loyce~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Relena threw her bedroom door back into the frame. But eve...
"Trowa, I need a quick answer." Duo was in a good mood, Trowa was sure to help him!"Eleven." Except that Trowa was busy, never mind that it looked lik...
Three Wishes for Disaster.Rated: GHumorNarrative from Heero's PoVYou would probably think having not one but two genies was a good thing.You never met...
How does one cure boredom? It is one of those eternal questions, it ranks right up there with why socks go missing in the laundry and why stupid/corru...
“Heero...”“Yes?”“I realize when I ask you to do things, they tend to turn out, differently then what I had in mind. It's to be expected, I mean differ...
"Heero, this has been a pretty good day so far hasn't it?" "hm." "I mean, no one has tried to kidnap me, no one has blown anything up. No politicians ...
a/n: story is dedicated to blackrose, thus the choice of drink that is mentioned. The sun, is an evil and irritating thing. Well, not normally, but at...
a/n quasi sequel to Three Dreaded Words. Merry Christmas everyone. It was early in the day, one offending light of sun was interrupting her peaceful s...
Relena was the president, who could courageously negotiated with anyone. She was fearless and determined, and did not back down to anyone. There was n...