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Accepted

"Well, I don't know about you, but I’m starvin'!" Duo said as he and his friends were about to leave for the dinner before prom. He wore a shiny purple suit and tie (he looks like one of those guys on SNL) and Hilde wearing the same color dress in velvet.

"Why do I have to wear a dress?!" she groaned, pulling and tugging at it.

Trowa looked out the window while Heero and Relena were making out. Heero wore a classic black and white tux and she wore a brilliant pink ball room gown.. Wufei and Trowa were both dateless, but didn't want to bail out on their friends. Sally came down with the stomach flu the day before prom and couldn't make it. Trowa was just too shy to ask!

Trowa heard something, like glass breaking. He saw a person break a few car windows with a hammer. "Stop the car!" he shouted.

"Trowa, what is it?" Quatre asked, leaning over.

Trowa bolted out of the car and the person dropped the hammer and ran off.

"He's seen me," Midii told herself. "I can't get caught here!" she wish she had gone to school like other kids. She wish she never became a spy.

Trowa was hot on her heels, "You, stop!"

Midii dared not look back. She kept running. She gasped when she felt Trowa's arms encircle her waist as he flung himself at her, pinning her down. His black slacks and silky green shirt somehow didn't get as dirty as some would have thought.

"Hey, watch it!" Midii snapped.

"Who are you, what are you doing?" Trowa demanded.

"She's just a girl, Trowa!" Quatre shouted as he came up behind her.

"You didn’t see it," Trowa told him, "she broke some windows, somebody could've gotten hurt!"

Hilde looked the girl over, but her face was to the ground. She had a feeling she didn’t want to get seen. "who are you? What're you doing her"

"I can't tell you who I am, but I’m only doing my job!"

"What are you, a car salesman?" Duo cracked.

Trowa turned the girl around and gasped when he saw her, "Midii?"

Everyone exchanged glances. "Who?"

Midii saw Trowa's eyes, those same forest green eyes she always loved looking at. She played innocent, "how do you know my name?"

"Did you come here to give me another transmitter, Middi Une?" he demanded harshly. "Just what do you think you're doing?!"

"I was looking for something."

"Maybe you should kill her," Heero said.

Relena gave her date a slight punch on the shoulder, "the war is over, Heero!"

Quatre noticed that the girl was troubled. He took a step forward, "Trowa, she's crying!"

"What's the matter?" Trowa asked, calming down. He felt bad for yelling at her. "Why are you still a spy? Couldn't you get someone to help support your father and…"

"My father's dead," she hissed through her tears.

"Your brothers?"

"I couldn’t take care of them anymore," she mumbled, "so they placed them in foster care."

Trowa turned to his friends, "go on without me."

"Are you sure?" Quatre asked.

"Yes, just go."

"She could come with us," Dorothy offered, she wore a green satin dress that matched Quatre's suit. "I think I might have a dress that could fit her."

"I told you were a kind person, Dorothy," Quatre said.

"Well, look at her," Dorothy said, "she looked the way I did when I thought I was alone in the world." Dorothy walked to her side, "I bet you don’t' have much friends, do you?"

Midii shook her head, "my family was all I had and now they're gone."

"Well, you can group with us," Hilde offered.

"I don't want to intrude…"

"Hey, there's always room for one more!" Duo said enthusiastically.

"Could you give us a minute?" Trowa asked his friends.

"Sure, we'll wait in the car for you." Quatre said. He and the others left Trowa alone with Midii.

Midii tucked a strand of blond hair behind her ear and looked away. She wore black leggings, black tennis shoes and a purple midriff. For a girl who was through a lot, she's sure toughened up. She looked strong enough to pilot a mobile suit. "Nice friends."

Trowa came to her, "Midii, I thought you were dead."

"Believe me, there were times where I thought I'd be better off that way."

He turned her face to his and looked in her eyes. "I never forgot you." He cupped her face and kissed her forehead.

"I thought of you everyday," she whispered, then found herself in his arms. She never thought this moment would come to her. "I missed you No-name."

"My name's Trowa," he said as he stroke her hair and pushed her against him. He's always wanted to hold her, it felt so good holding someone.

She slid her arms around his neck, closed her eyes, when she opened them, she found herself on the dance floor with him. She had decided to go up on their offer. Dorothy lent her a black dress with a white bow in the back. Hilde and Relena did her hair and makeup. Midii just couldn’t believe she was in his arms. This was something she's dreamed of. She looked at Trowa's eyes again. She could look in his eyes forever and ever.

Trowa decided to show some guts and leaned forward and kissed her. She mumbled in surprise, but tightened her arms around his neck. Trowa bent down while he kissed her, being all passionate about it, as if he was holding the kiss in his mouth for years. Which he was.

The kiss left Midii shocked, she smiled at Trowa. She heard his friends talk about the act he just did.

"Wow, Trowa," Duo said in surprise, "I didn't know you had it in you!"

Trowa turned to him, "neither did I."

Midii pressed her cheek against his chest. She finally felt accepted.


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