"So, I've finally found you. I hope you are ready to see me again." Inside one of the many Winner mansions Quatre, Trowa, Heero, and Duo were waiting for Wufei to get back with the groceries that they had made him go and buy when the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it," Duo said as he ran for the door.

"He probably thinks it's Wufei," Trowa said. Heero snorted in agreement from behind his laptop.

Duo opened the door without bothering with the peephole. "Hey man. Where have you been. I'm st...Oops. Sorry. I thought you were someone else. May I help you?" he askes the slightly unkempt Chinese woman on the doorstep. Duo also noticed that she wore the exact same outfit as Wufei except that the surcoat and pants were midnight blue and the tank top was white.

"That is quite all right," the very skinny Chinese woman said as she bowed."Yes, you may be able to help me. I am Looking for someone and was wondering if you have seen him, His name is Chang Wufei," she finished and bowed again.

"Your looking for Wufei?" asked Quatre from behind Duo. "What do you want with him?"

"I must ask him a question that only he can answer. I take it that you know Chang Wufei?"

"We all do," answered Quatre. "Please come in. Ah, what are we to call you?" he asked as he led her into the kitchen, Duo following close behind.

Her eyes widened at this question. "Please forgive my rudeness," she said with another bow. "My name is Chang Meiran. I am Wufei's wife."

All around the kitchen the reactions were priceless. Heero stopped typing on his laptop and turned to stare, Trowa spewed tea and his visible eye widened, Quatre had to sit doun, and Duo couldn't find his voice and looked like a fish out of water.

Meiran raised an eyebrow. "What?"

Heero was the first to recover. "how do we know you are really his wife? After all, Meiran is suppose to be dead. I'm going to ask you some questions to see if you are telling the truth."

Meiran appeared to be unfazed. "Go ahead."

"Name?" "Cang Meiran."

"Date of birth ?"

"One seventy-nineAC."

"Blood type?"

"A+." "What does Wufei call you?"

"You mean besidesMeiran?"

"Yes."

Nataku."

The other three pilots glanced at each other after her answer, but Meiran didn't notice. She was totaly fixed on Heero and the questions he fired at her.

"In a sword fight, would you win or would Wufei?"

"I would."

"Why?"

"Because I have been trained to fight ever since I was able to walk and hold up a dagger. He was raised as a scholar while I was raised as a warrior."

"Do you have any brothers or sisters?"

"I had a twin sister."

"What do you mean had?"

"She is dead. She died in my favorite field of flowers from a gun shot to the heart. She died because someone thought that she was me. They knew that I would fight to defend L5, and that I would kill anyone who threatened my colony."

"Who killed your sister?"

"Romafeller or OZ. Whichever group was in charge then."

"Why didn't you go back to the colony after you were through fighting Romafeller's mobile suits?"

"My mobile suit was badly damaged and I didn't have enough power to get back to L5, so I drifted in space until the wreckage was picked up by the enemy. I wish I had been dead when they found me, or at least unconscious, then I wouldn't have known what they intended to do to me."

"What did they do?"

Meiran glared at Heero. "You don't want to know," she said in a voice that brooked no argument.

Heero raised an eyebrow at that and was about to say something when Trowa shook his head.