Authors note. This Is my yaoi etc story. I made it so that it was longer time passed after the war. Making the guys about ten years older.

Warnings: Yaoi, Het, sap, angst 2+6, OC+6 (more couples in future chapters)

Fallen Angel

AC 205

Night had fallen and a single man was standing on the edge of a cliff. Not to surrender to the fall but to only find the perfect place to look up to the sky and see what he missed.

The moonlight was astounding; he could not refuse from its glow. It made him a bit more alive as he had been dead for so long. The moon smiled at him, making his hair glow like silvery droplets of icy water. He could stay here and stand in its beam for the rest of the night, but he had places to go. But now he just wanted to feel the moon's embrace. He was back in the Earth, no more less than in Sank Kingdom.

The man was tall; his body muscular and skin colored like purest honey. His long silver colored hair waving in the wind. If a total stranger would see him now, he would be thought to be an angel.

Milliardo Peacecraft smiled and turned around walking away from the cliff.

He passed awaiting figure only to smile at her.

¨We'd better leave now. We have a banquet to go to. ¨Milliardo said quietly to the woman.

¨Sure, what ever you say, boss. ¨

The woman followed silently. It was not her place to say anything, yet. Her long hair swung lightly as she walked behind the man. She opened the door of the black SUV to the man and then climbed to the driver's seat and drove off.

Milliardo smiled in the backseat of the car trying to relax. Eriana was probably the only person who understood him. Their relationship was purely platonic with still intensively deep friendship.

They had actually met in a bar in Mars. He had gotten there to just get a drink to rewind after a boring day of annoying meetings and she had been there to hang out with her friends. Somehow during the evening they had ended up in the same table and discussing the transport costs those huge carriers tried to pull.

They had immediately realized that they would become friends. Just friends. Somehow to Milliardo it had felt like he had known her his entire life. Now she was working for him as his personal secretary who would basically deal everything and anything that would somehow have anything to do with him. She did her job with remarkably accuracy and detail.

Eriana was a slender but still somewhat strong woman, with long black brownish hair cut just like his. Her eyes were green with a hint of brown in them. She was the same age as he. Her cultural background was somewhat hazy to Milliardo. She had born in North Europe but her accent being American. She had lived in China but yet been married to a Sankian. They both regarded themselves Sankian even they did not live there.

¨So was I included to the invitation or should I just wait? I mean you really never said anything, but made me dress this stupid gown anyway.¨ she smiled as she looked to the rearview mirror to look at her boss.

¨You are included Eriana, I don't want to see my sister and the rest of them alone. You are my only support. And I must say you look very nice in that dress.¨

¨Why, thank you, sir. You know Mill, they will think that we are together, you know? Not that I don't think you aren't an attractive man Mill, but we ARE just friends, besides you are gay.

Milliardo smiled. Eriana said things just the way they were.

¨I know. I will make sure that there will be no wrong assumptions. Who knows, maybe this banquet will change our love lives. I have a feeling that something will happen.¨

¨When did you started to worry about my love life Mill?¨

¨When I saw you with Eric¨

¨Ah, my former brother-in-law. I really did not know he was in Mars. He is an ass. You know that he is a bastard. He just thinks it is his obligation to his deceased little brother that he should be with me. I hate him. And I hated Jonathan too. Let's make sure that at least you might find someone that intrigues your mind, shall we leave at that? ¨

¨Allright,¨

Soon they found themselves in front of the newly build royal mansion of Sank kingdom.

They entered to the ball room and walked towards Relena. Relena stood gracefully and handed her hand towards her brother.

¨Milliardo I am so happy that you took this invitation. I have missed you my brother. I am happy that you are home. You do remember Trowa Barton and Duo Maxwell?. They are my bodyguards.¨ Relena smiled at Milliardo and nodded towards the two young men who stood close by her. The men smiled at Relena and nodded their greetings to the former Prince of Sank.

¨Thank you for your invitation, sister dear. And I want you to meet my secretary Eriana Winters. And before you even think of anything Relena. She is only my friend and my employee, nothing more.

¨Ohm, well then. I was only hoping that you might have changed your preferences. Pleasure to meet you Miss Winters¨

¨Thank you. Pleasure to meet you as well Your Highness.¨ Eriana bowed.

Eriana smiled while she drifted away to the garden of the mansion. Her boss was doing just fine. He had gotten along nicely with his sister, solving the issues that were between them. She was not sure what the young Queen had in mind, but Eriana was quite sure that it had something to do with diplomacy. She laughed a little. Sure it was quite obvious to her that her boss had just gotten intrigued but that long braided young guy that had been standing next to the queen. A Gundam pilot if she had heard correctly. She knew quite well the taste of her boss when it came to men. It was her job to know everything. And she did. She knew what he had done in the war. Milliardo had been quite open to her about things. She had never accused him of anything, just listening him so he could get some of the anguish away. That's what friends are for, to listen and support, giving advices and helping one another to survive.

Milliardo could not help himself. He had just looked once in those violet eyes and had fallen. That young man with long chestnut colored hair that was braided had left him want more.

/Duo Maxwell, you have grown in to a beautiful man./ Milliardo thought. /This will be interesting./