Lady Une reached into the mailbox and pulled out a big stack of various sized envelopes. After closing the mailbox she thumbed through them to find any mail that was for Treize. Just a way for her to suck up by delivering Treize’s mail to him. "Let’s see…junk, junk, bill, junk, bill,…I don’t even know what this is, junk, bill, junk…"

Lady Une spotted a small, rose pink envelope addressed to Treize with little flowers on it. She ran into his large mansion nearly crashing into one of his servants. Delivering such an important looking letter would defiantly get the commander’s gratitude.

Treize was in the middle of polishing one of his hunting guns when he saw Une racing into the room. "Lady Une what is it?"

"A letter for you sir."

"Me? Hmm, wonder who it’s from?"

The proud general handed him the envelope. Treize looked at the return address. "Never heard of it."

Treize curiously opened the envelope. Inside was a letter written on hot pink paper. "My, my, whoever sent this must really like the color pink."

Treize unfolded the letter and began to read it. "Well, well, well. I didn’t know Wufei had a sister."

Une frowned now knowing that the person who sent it was related to that madman. "He seems to be full of surprises sir."

"Well it seems she has invited me to have a drink with her. That would be most interesting to get to have a chat with that kawaii young man’s sister."

"Sir. You really think you should? That boy is definitely insane. Who knows what his sister is like. And what do you mean kawaii?!"

"I already explained that to you."

"You never say that you think I’m kawaii," she mumbled, "instead you chose to like a murderous, blood thirsty, mentally deranged boy!"

"Pardon?"

"Oh nothing Mr. Treize."

"Lady Une is there something bothering you?"

"No, it’s just that really want to go…to a bar…with that crazy boy’s sister?"

"Now I find that very inconsiderate and rude for you to say Lady Une. We don’t even know this young lady. I’m sure it wouldn’t hurt to give her a chance."

Treize stood up and set the letter on the table beside him. "And I will accept her invitation."

Une shrugged and looked at the commander who just decided his death wish. "Whatever you say sir."

Trowa and Quatre were watching one of those mushy love drama movies. Heero was in the room with them typing on his laptop trying to ignore the nauseating flick. Wufei came downstairs from his room and looked around. Duo wasn’t there. "Where did Maxwell go?" he asked.

"I don’t know," said Heero but, there was a slight jealous tone in his voice.

Heero had obviously known that Duo had gone to find Zechs. Being as nosey as Duo is, and ask if him if knew about Wufei’s little crush. Trowa looked at Wufei suspiciously. "You seem to want to know a lot abut what Duo’s doing."

Wufei smiled innocently as if he knew nothing. "Just curious."

Quatre tugged on the sleeve of Trowa’s sweater. "This the best part!" he squealed.

Heero gagged and pretended it was a cough. Wufei sat at the couch next to his, pulled out a book, and began to read it. "Now all I do is wait," he though to himself.

Quatre snuggled up close to Trowa. "Oh Trowa isn’t it romantic?"

Trowa smiled. "I’m not sure angel. I think you’re a way better kisser."

"That and more I bet," Heero joked and made another fake cough. Duo came in the room with an angry look on his face. He stomped pass the two lovebirds who were glued to the TV set and faced Wufei. Wufei smirked and flipped a page in his book. The condition of Duo’s face made Heero stop typing. "Duo…is…that a black eye?" he asked.

"And also a bloody lip," added Wufei.

Duo wiped the blood trickling from his mouth and snarled. "You…lied to me…"

"Oh…did I?"

Duo growled. "Fine! Don’t tell me! I don’t care anyway!"

And with that he marched up the stairs. There was a slur of cursing followed by a door slam. Trowa and Quatre stared at Wufei. "What was all that about?" asked Quatre.

"Oh…nothing," he responded."

Quatre shrugged and went back to watching the movie with his beloved Trowa. Heero eyed Wufei and gave him a bad look. "I don’t know what you two were talking about but don’t you ever play a trick on him like that again."

"I won’t."

Wufei knew Duo would never bring the topic back up after being humiliated. And he would probably forget anyway. But now he had to forget about that. It was time for part two of his little operation.

"Damn-it! This dress doesn’t fit!"

Wufei tugged at the waistband of the sleeveless white dress he was wearing and managed to make it a little more loose fitting. It was still way too small for him. He looked at his refection in the mirror and sighed. "Oh Nataku. What the hell am I doing?!"

Wufei put his hair down and looked at the make up that he had borrowed from Sally. She wasn’t the best person to get that kind of stuff from. But she was the only person he could trust and be assured of her not telling about his little secret.

Wufei spun out the tube of colored lip-gloss and groaned. Acting as the supposed sister of himself was going to be hard. But it was the only way he could think of to get a chance to have a conversation with Treize without blowing it by threatening him severely.

When he had the all make up on he again looked up at him self in the mirror and sighed. "I can’t believe I’m doing this. Lowering myself to the level of being a woman is…is…dang-it! I must like Treize a lot to force myself to do this!"

After grabbing his high heals he opened the window and jumped down. It was really the only way to get out of the house without getting noticed by one of the other pilots. When he had landed on the ground, put his shoes on, and ran off only to trip every five steps.

Treize waited patiently at the bar table. He had been sitting there for the past half ‘n hour before the time stated to the letter. "Well…Lady Une did say girls like to be fashionably late."

Just then a loud voice could be heard coming towards the bar. "Ow! Crap! Son of a…Damn-it!"

A medium height Chinese girl with shoulder length black hair marched into the bar pushing anyone who was in her way. Trieze gazed at her with awe. The girl (or boy) looked simply lovely but her attitude didn’t seem to be so. She sat down next to him a nodded. "Hey! I mean…hi!"

"How do you do?" Treize replied. "You must be Wufei’s sister."

"That is me."

Treize smiled. "I’m surprised. You look a lot like him."

Wufei went on the defense. "Is that a insult or a complement? Because if it is I’ll…get…very…u-p-s-e-t."

Wufei found himself blushing. "Oh well…ADORABLE?!"

Treize found himself bursting with amused laughter. "That’s exactly the same response I got from Lady Une."

Wufei’s face turned sour apple green. "Her…I can’t stand that female. Argh she makes me sick. Well pretty much I can’t stand any onnas but…"

"Ma’am are you all right? Asked Treize with deep worry.

Wufei went back to normal colors. "I’m fine. Just…peachy. And…don’t call me ma’am. My name is uh…uh…Nataku. Yeah that’s it! My name’s Nataku!"

That little name maneuver made him fell more like a baka than ever. Treize still didn’t seem to notice. "Ok then, Nataku it is. Gomen if I disturbed you with that sudden out burst. I’m sure you look up to Wufei as more than that."

"Yeah but at least that means you somewhat honor him."

Treize looked at her (I mean him) as if hurt. "By all due respect I honor and respect him greatly. It’s just that…"

"It’s just that what?" she asked.

"He looks just so kawaii when he fights. Wufei tries just so hard to take me down. And when I win he comes after me like an eager hunting dog to try and kill me again. That little cutty-pie just simply brightens my life."

Treize had that sparkly look in his eye that made Wufei freak. "Treize I seriously doubt that I…I mean my brother would like being called kawaii. In fact I bet he would have a sword to be jammed down your throat."

Wufei covered his mouth shocked by his own words. "Opps (how foolish I’m still acting too much like myself)."

"I see. Well I still think of him as a passionate fighter."

Nataku cocked her head. "You think so?"

"Absolutely. In all my years of fighting MS pilots he has been the one that has left me the most spellbound by his abilities."

Wufei blushed again then pinched himself to stop. Treize chuckled. "Well Nataku I’m guessing you’re tired of hearing my fondness in your brother. Please do tell me about yourself."

"About me? (Oh boy…). Let’s see about me…"

A couple of guys walked towards the table. One had brown hair tied back into a ponytail wearing street clothes. The other was a blonde in all baggy clothes. "Hey there babe!" one of them called out.

Wufei mumbled something under his breath. The two men stood behind him and started making catcalls. Wufei chewed on his napkin. He was feeling the sudden urge to kill. "What ya doing with mister fancy pants?"

"Fancy pants!" Wufei repeated that pathetic insult in his mind. "How dishonorable can you get?"

Treize stood up from the table. "Gentlemen I do believe you’re bothering the young lady."

"What’s it to you," one of them snapped.

"It’s none of your business."

Treize smiled and pushed in his chair. "Then I’ll make it mine."

The blonde cracked his knuckles. "You wanna fight?"

Treize made a bowing gesture. "Gentlemen this is a public building. I don’t believe it’s necessary to battle."

The blonde shrugged. "By all means."

His call was a bluff and he threw his fist foreword. Wufei immediately stood up and grabbed it. "You heard him," he hissed, "no fight, got it?"

"Babe stay out of this. This is man’s business."

Wufei grinned. "Man’s business hmm?"

Wufei jabbed the street boy in the stomach and watched as he took several steps back. The other one took a step foreword. Wufei made a motion for him to stop. "Hold it!"

The gangster stared at her with confusion. Wufei tore knee high slits into his dress. Then made another gesture for him to come foreword. The gangster made a failed attempt to punch him. Wufei easily evaded the attack. "Ha, too slow!"

The gangster threw another punch. Wufei leapt over his head and landed behind him. "Too slow again."

The street boy pulled out a gun and aimed at Wufei’s head. Wufei twitched. The street boy smiled. "Try avoiding this one."

Geez I have to be stopped by a gun?! This is…this is injustice!! And I was just having fun!

Quiet you! Want do you think? That I’m going to have him shoot you?

Hai.

Yeah right like I would do that. You haven’t even gotten to have a kissing scene with Treize yet…

Oh yeah right…A WHAT?!"