This is my first cross over I'd love C&C but please don't flame me for it to bad ok? Well then let's get it on!

 When Anja woke up she felt a slight weight on her legs and looked down to find Wufei curled around them. "Wufei?" She murmured sleepily. "Wufei."

 Finally the boy opened his eyes and looked up at the sleep tossed girl. "I. . ."

 Anja smiled drowsily and patted the bed beside her, "Come on and get under the covers ai shuru, It's chilly."

 The boy stared at her in amazement, "You aren't going to kick me out?" He asked.

 She smiled and yawned, "uh uh. Daijoubu." Then cuddled up to him as he settled in beside her, "You feel right. Like Kuro and Shura. You are honorable and you are adorable when you have your hair down."

 He sighed happily and threw his arms around her as they both drifted back to sleep. As he slipped into dreams he could feel Shura and Kuronue's arms enfold
him and Anja and he smiled it did feel right.
 

 The next morning Kurama went to wake up his sister and a loud yell roused all of the others, everybody stumbled into the hall in various stages of dress or lack of.

 "What?" Trowa Gasped, "What is it?"

 Kurama glared at the four Gundam Pilots and growled, "What is he doing in there with my sister!"

 They stared in shock, "Wu-man?!" Duo chuckled.

 "Go ‘way." Anja moaned, "‘s to early."

 An affirmative grunt came from one of the three boys.

 The group in the hall were frozen in shock.
 

 Kurama walked in and pulled the blankets from the bed. "Anja!"

 "WH~AT!" She moaned.

 "What is Wufei doing in your bed?!"

 "Anou. . . Oh is that it?"

 "Yes that's it. What is he doing in there?"

 "Sleeping in here." She mumbled the curled down between the warm bodies
again.

 Duo couldn't help but chuckle.

 "Anja!"

 "Kurama!" She mimicked his tone.

 He stood waiting for a real answer and Anja did what any normal teenager would do when her brother wouldn't leave her room. She took a deep breath and hollered.  "MUKURO! KURAMA WON'T GET OUTTA MY ROOM!"

 Mukuro called an Oni to escort the seething Youko out and Duo and Quatre
both started to laugh. Trowa smiled and even Heero seamed amused.

 Kurama frowned, green eyes flashing before he left the amused pilots to
laugh.
 
 

 Anja smiled and curled up into Wufei's warmth and kissed him lightly,
"Ohayo, ai shuru."

 He smiled, "Ohayo."

 Shura jumped at the new voice, "Wufei?"

 Anja smiled when Kuronue did the same. "He is cute ne?"

 Kuro smiled and licked the Chinese boy's ear, "He shares our soul."

 Wufei arched into the contact and Shura smiled and kissed his lips.

 Anja smoothed his hair and hugged him close, "Don't worry Wu. You aren't alone anymore. Hai?"

 "Hai." He sighed and leaned back against her.

 She kissed his nape and looked up at the other two once he slept again. "You
accept him? Love him?"

 They nodded and Anja smiled as they cuddled up next to her. "Ai shiteru."
She smiled to all of them.
 
 

 Duo walked beside Heero as they entered the dinning room where breakfast
was served. "Could you believe that man?! Wu-man in a four some relationship?
He's like a whole different person around Anja. I haven't heard him rant and rave
about justice since we got here!"

 Heero nodded.

 "What do you think will happen?" Duo asked, "Is it love?"

 Quatre and Trowa joined them then and Quatre answered, "Anja does not
seem like the type of person to do something like that if it wasn't love."

 Trowa nodded, "I agree."

 "So Wu-man's in love."

 "I think it's sweet." Quatre smiled dreamily and leaned against Trowa.

 They entered the room and Duo drooled at the banquet before them. The Chibiera was already eating. "Wow!"

 "Come." Mukuro said, "Eat."

 The four gladly complied and were still stuffing their plates and faces when
Anja, Shura, Kuro, and Wufei joined them. The boys were clad only in Boxers and
Anja wore a pair of boxers that hung loosely on her slender hips and one of Wufei's T-shirts. They all sat at the table. Or rather the boys sat, Anja perched on her chair.

 "Anja, please don't do that." Kurama asked her.

 "Do what?"

 "Chairs are for your rear, not your feet." Yuusuke elaborated.

 Anja frowned in frustration but sat down.

 "So Wu-man, what's new?" Duo snickered and Wufei blushed.

 "Don't tease our Wu." Anja smiled and kissed his neck wetly. "That's my job ne Koi?"

 A thick stream of red gushed out of Wufei's nose and he grabbed a napkin to
stop the blood then ran to the bathroom.

 Anja laughed and snatched up a crescent roll, once again perching on her
chair.

 Kurama started to scold her but Mukuro shook her head and smiled, "She
knows what is appropriate and what is not here. As long as she hasn't got those god
awful boots on, she's allowed to perch."

 "I like my boots!"

 This brought laughter bubbling from all around the table.

 "Anja would you like to help choose music for the ball?" Mukuro asked much
to the Tantai's horror.

 "Yeah!" Anja exclaimed happily. The boys groaned.

 After breakfast Mukuro went to work out some of the plans for the party.
Kurama had roped the others into helping with decorations and so all her guys
were decorating the ball room while the others got the hallways. Anja was fiddling
with the sound system and playing all sorts of music. She was still wearing the T-
shirt and boxers.

 She threw in one disk called Cherry Poppin' Daddies and laughed when Zoot
suit riot came on. She grabbed Kuro from where he balanced on a ladder and
grinned, "Dance with me!"

 He couldn't resist. The Youko grabbed Shura and Shura grabbed Wufei as
Anja led them out to the center floor. Kuro and Shura danced and laughed but
Wufei just stood.

 Anja smiled at him, "Dance with me."

 "I don't know the moves."

 "I'll teach you, come on." She pulled his hand. "For me?"

 "all right."
 
 

 Kuwabara was hanging a garland over the ballroom door when he stopped
and motioned for the others to come take a look.

 The Gundam team nearly face faulted! Wufei was dancing with Anja and
Shura and Kuronue, changing partners and actually. . . was he?. . . he was smiling!
Really smiling!
 
 

 Anja laughed as Wufei tossed her into the air at the songs end and caught her
in a hug. Their lips met and she moaned, melting into his embrace.

 Laughter from the doorway broke the spell and she turned to see Mukuro
trying to shoo everyone back to work.

 "Anja, I. . . I really. . ."

 "Shh." She smiled and kissed him again, "You don't have to say anything
right now."

 Mukuro came in smiling and nodded, "I definitely want that song played!"

 "What kind of songs are the bands playing?" Anja asked.

 "All Makai and Reikai so break out that CD collection of yours and give us
some Ningenkai ok?"

 Anja grinned, "Don't hafta ask me twice!"
 

 Mukuro nodded and left.

 Anja got back to work but more than once she felt Wufei's eyes on her; Or
Shura's or Kuronue's. She would glance up and wink, or smile. And her heart
would fell hot. She loved the three of them so much. She couldn't wait for the party!
 
 

 The costumes were given to them the next night right before the party and
Anja took great pride in handing them out since she had helped design them. They
were mostly represented in the elaborate masks each had.

 All of the boys had tight trousers which can up over their abdomens and
billowy sleeved silk shirts. Quatre's had brownish gold pants with a golden shirt and a golden mask that looked made of desert sand and wind. Trowa's was white pants and a muti colored, diamond patterned shirt with a comedy/tragedy harlequin
mask. The two boys wondered at how she had guessed so accurately.

 Duo got black trousers, a black silk shirt with a white collar like a
clergyman's and a skeletal faced mask with a cross oozing black blood carved into
it's forehead. Heero looked at his and quickly hid it away again. "Anja can I talk to
you."

 Anja walked out of the room with him and he slammed the door. Then held
up his black pants, and the shirt, one side white, one side kelly green the mask over the green side of the shirt was blank faced and neutral but over the white side it was
crying. "Yes?"

 "What do you mean by this?!"

 "Outside and in." Anja said unafraid. "Here." She motioned the green side of
the shirt. "The soldier. But here." She motioned the white side, "The innocent boy
who is still inside."

 He looked at her stiffly, "And I'm supposed to wear this?!"

 Anja looked down sadly. "I'm sorry."

 "No, it isn't. . . I mean. . ." Damn she was too much like Duo for his own good! "arg! Fine I'll wear it!"

 Anja jumped up and hugged him, "Thank you!" Then ran to give the others
theirs.

 Yuusuke and Kuwabara, having seen Anja's taste before on some of their club hoping outings, had designed their own, but she gave Kurama white trousers, a silver shirt and a fox mask and Hiei Black and black of course, with a black dragon mask the only thing not black was the single silver tear at the corner of it's eye. "Well?" Anja asked.

 Kurama and Hiei both smiled, "They're beautiful."

 She smiled and hugged her brothers, "You'll look so good in them! I don't
know what I'm wearing, Shura, Kuro, and Wu are designing mine."

 "Hn, knowing them it will be tight." Kurama sighed, "If it's even there at
all."

 "Niisan!" Anja sounded appalled but gave him a big grin. "Now I need to
give the guys theirs ok?"

 Kurama nodded and laughed as she ran out.
 
 

 "Shura?" Anja called into the darkened room. "Kuro? Wufei?"

 Shura crept up behind her and clamped his hands over her eyes. "Shh."

 She saw the lights go on through his fingers then he pulled his hands away,
"Surprise!" They all shouted.

 Anja was almost afraid to touch it! It was so beautiful!  The dress was floor
length and long sleeved. It was made of clinging, nearly clear silk that darkened
to white only to hide her extremities from view in would fit her almost like moon mist flowing around her skin. Over the whole thing was a hand stitched spider web design in faint, pearl white thread. The back dipped all the way to the small of her back and a bat design was etched in the webbing over her smooth slopping bottom. It was slit up both sides to mid hip and would move seductively over her skin as she put it on.  The sleeves were without the web design and fell wider as the went lower over her arms, like a sorcerers tunic. They had even had a decorative hip case made for her new blade and a dress sheath for her sword.  "Ohhh!" She breathed in awe as she spun around to show it. "It's beautiful!"

 She handed them theirs and smiled Thinking of how they would look dressed in them. Shura's was purple tights with a deeper purple tunic that was embroidered with silver. His mask was pure silver and smiling wickedly.

 Kuronue's was black, the whole thing. The shirt was sleeveless with a high, wide and starched collar and the trousers high like the others. His regular ties were wrapped over his arms. His mask was an ebony half mask; fitting under his beloved hat and only covering his eyes and half his nose.

 Finally Wufei's was gray trousers that came high as the others but his tied
closed instead of buttons. The shirt was billowy black silk which hung open,
revealing his tight abdomen. A yellow sash that would float around him as he walked, tied as a belt around his waist and his mask was a dragons but only the top half, also ending halfway down his nose.

 "You like them?"

 Wufei smoothed his hand over the creation and looked at Anja with sparking
eyes, "I love it." He hesitated a moment then kissed her with all of the passion that had been building in his young body.
 Shura and Kuronue smiled as the two fell back onto the bed together. Anja pressed up into Wufei's kiss and he pressed down into hers.

 Kuronue moved between her legs and divested her of her pants with ease, and slipped his hands gently into her underwear to strip it from her, then he kissed her shoulder as Wufei undid her shirt, kissing every inch of skin he exposed. Shura stripped quickly and sat behind her, pulling her onto his naked lap and biting the soft cord of her shoulder. Anja moaned.

 Shura was already hard as he watched the other two rid themselves of their clothing. He reached around to finger Anja's warmth, she was so moist, so ready for them! He teased her a little and she arched into his touch, her face radiant in her ecstasy.  Kuronue slid to mount her lap and sheathed himself in her right as Shura penetrated the tight muscled ring of her buttocks. She moaned as they found a rhythm and started to rock with it, each able to feel the others erections moving inside her. Wufei, not to be undone, knelt over Anja and kisses her soundly, she gasped into his lips before he pulled back. Anja groaned at the loss, her head reeling when he slid himself between her lips.
 Anja suckled him hard, she licked and nipped at him, gasping in pleasure at the rhythms of the other two inside her, but her lips on him were unsure. Wufei wasn't, what she was doing to him was exquisite torture! They all rode the waves of their desire and love until the peaked and crested, flowing into a world where it was only them and love and peaceful bliss.
 Shura and Kuronue exploded inside of her, their seed thrilling her as she swallowed Wufei's shaft deep into her throat. He bucked into her and came and she swallowed every precious drop with pleasure, he tasted so good! She kissed each of them so they could share his wonderful taste and then slipped with them into post- sexual bliss.

 As they came back to reality, they hugged each other between the sheets, fighting off the waves of emptiness and hollowness that followed leaving their lovers warmth. They closed their eyes and smiled. Anja stroked Wufei's hair and Kuronue kissed her shoulders and neck. Shura rested his head on her stomach.

 Yuusuke walked in and his eyes went wide as saucers, "I. . . uh. . . you. . . the party. . ."

 Kuronue nodded, "If you'd let us get dressed. . .?"

 "Oh! Yeah! Che! Anou. . . sorry!" He shut the door and Shura jumped up to lock it.

 Anja smiled widely, "lets go get this party started!" She laughed and dressed quickly, leading them to Mukuro's reception line.
 
 

 Mukuro gasped in delight when Anja made her entrance and stood in line by
Hiei to receive the guests.

 The man passing looked at Anja in shock. "Mukuro! Where did you find her? She is quite enchanting!"

 Anja smiled and blushed and Mukuro laughed, "Anja this is Raiden. Demi-
God of thunder."

 "Ohayo Raiden-sama." Anja smiled.

 "Ohayo, and call me Raiden." He nodded.

 "She is Hiei's sister." Mukuro told them all.

 When everyone was inside, Anja left the line to join her fellows. They all greeted her with a kiss and Kurama glowered at her which meant Yuusuke had squealed on them.

 "Do you want some punch?" Shura asked.

 "‘s probably spiked." Kuronue said quickly. Maybe to quickly.

 "Kuro, what did you do?" Anja asked.

 Just then a large beanstalk grew from the punch bowl and a chibi Duo hurried up it followed by a chibi Heero. Chibi Duo was screaming, "It wasn't me! It wasn't me!"

 A vine swept out and grabbed chibi Duo, pulling him back into the large bowl and a thoroughly soaked and full sized Duo climbed out drunkenly, "You have GOT to try that punch!" Then he collapsed into Heero's arms.

 Anja chuckled, "Now that's what I call spiked!"

 Wufei grinned at their play and fingered the Youko's tail pensively.

 Kuronue looked down at him in surprise and the Chinese boy gifted him with a wicked smile.

 "Dance with me?" Wufei asked.

 Kuronue nodded and they moved onto the floor.

 Shura faced Anja, "May I have the honor?"

 She laughed and took his hand.

 The couples danced close, hugging each other tightly as the room faded and left just them. After one dance they switched partners then switched again. Each time though, it felt so perfectly right.

 Midway through the party Mukuro stood aside and called everyone to her. "Everyone, Everyone please! May I have your attention?"

 The noise stopped.

 "Anja, come here child."

 Anja left Kuronue's arms and walked up to Mukuro's side then looked at her in question.

 "I would like to thank you all for coming. You all know why you are here but
the guest of honor hasn't been told yet." Mukuro smiled and Anja scanned the
crowed wondering who it was.

 The people all smiled knowingly.

 "Anja."

 "Hai Mukuro-sama." She turned to the woman who had taught her.

 "This party is in honor of my new and legal daughter."

 "Who?" Anja felt a bit envious of the one who would be able to call Mukuro
but was determined not to make her feel bad.

 Mukuro smiled and the guests laughed, "You." The lady laughed.

 "M. . . me?!" Anja gasped in shock, "You. . . you really want me?!"

 She smiled and nodded, "Hai."

 Anja felt tears streaming down her face and she flung herself into her
kaasan's arms sobbing with joy. "Hai! Oh Hai kassan!"

 Everyone clapped and Anja refused to let go. Mukuro smiled and smoothed
her hair. "I love you my girl."

 "I love you kaasan."

 "Well this is touching." A cold voice drawled.

 Anja froze and jumped to fighting stance, "Yomi." She growled, "Get out."

 "I have come to pay homage to our new Makai lady." He said smoothly. He
clapped his hands and Kuronue, who had been watching Anja, fell to a blast of Yomi's deadly Ki.

 "KURO!! IIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE" Anja ran to his side and cradled him close, not caring that his crimson blood was soaking into her white dress. "Kuronue!" She felt for his song and grasped it tight, trying to mend but it was too faint to far away to fix. "Iie! Iie. No. Kuro!" She sobbed over the body in her arms, "Kuronue no." Her enraged eyes sought Yomi out, "You killed him!" She screeched with tears flowing down her face, "Bastard! Kisama! You killed my fox!"
 

 Yomi grinned and pushed the barb home, "No. You killed him. When you
attacked me you sealed his fate."

 "Monster!" Anja drew her sword and leapt at him nimbly but Shura blocked her way. His knife cutting her arm to the bone. "S. . . Shura ai shuru. Doshite?"

 "He is my father." The prince bowed his head, "I can't let you hurt him no matter what you mean to me."

 Anja felt her blood boil. It filled her vision and coated the room in a red haze.
Bloody tears fell out of her eyes and her chest heaved as she looked back at where
her childhood friend and lover lay, Cold. Dead. "You." She faced Shura with regret,
"You will never forgive me for this then." She shot out with one of her spells and
Shura fell into slumber and collapsed on the floor.

 As Yomi watched his son fall Anja dove between the boys legs and stabbed up
from between Yomi's thighs to pierce up all the way into his heart with her sword. She withdrew it and plunged it strait through his chest as she slashed at his ears, nose and mouth with her hand blade, "My brother took just your sight.  I wont stop where Youko Kurama's man did." His face was marred beyond recognition and she slashed his throat and wrists. "You killed my Youko!" She twisted the sword in his heart then pulled it out to pierce his gut and twist there. No doubt she would have cut him to tiny pieces if Kurama and Hiei hadn't pulled her off of him. She sliced down one more time and took off his head, "That was for my mother and my lover and myself." She spat on the body, "Kisama!"

 "He's dead Anja." Hiei calmed her, "He's dead."

 She moved brokenly to Kuronue and held him close.

 "Anja." He coughed blood and turned glassy eyes to watch her.

 "Kuronue I. . ."

 "Shhh, I know." He smiled, "I'll. . .  find you again. . . hai?"

 "Hai Kuro. H. . . hai."

 "Ai shiteru." He gasped and coughed again, then the light left his eyes.

 "KURONUE!" Anja cried and pulled him closer. Her tears fell in rivers down her face and onto the fox's body, "Oh no. No please my fox, don't. . ."

 Wufei knelt by her and took her into his arms, "He is gone Anja."

 "NO!"

 "Come on, we need to get that arm stitched up." Wufei started to ease her off
of the floor.

 "Kuro. Sleep sweet." She prayed for the last time, "Sleep sweet koibito."
 
 

 Shura struggled into consciousness, the last thing he remembered was the look
of hurt and pain in Anja's eyes before. . . he turned and saw Yomi's bloodied corpse,
"Father? Father!"

The prince struggled up, "You killed him! Bitch!" he charged Anja but Wufei
caught him before he could reach her. Time moved in slow motion as they fought.
Shura had more power but Wufei wouldn't back down finally the guards subdued
the young prince and China man fell to his knees in pain. He noticed Anja passed out from blood loss and made it to her side just before darkness claimed him. His last thought before he fell was, I will not lose her too.
 
 

 Mukuro couldn't move, Yomi's spell had stopped them all where they stood.
It wasn't until Anja had killed him that the spell had fallen and even then it had left
all in the room groggy.  She cried out as Anja and Wufei fell and rushed to her.
Wufei's pilot friends were already there and Kurama, Hiei, Yuusuke, and Kuwabara
stood over the two. Her little Chibiera, Canon, flitted around the two making worried noises and trying to wake them up.

  Heero knelt down beside them, "Damage: Anja; laceration of the right
forearm; stitches.  Damage: Wufei; laceration of left thigh, chest, and right shoulder; stitches. Twisted ankle, bruised ribs number 5 and 7 broken rib number 6; bandages. minor concussion."

 Canon gave Heero the finger and glared at him.

 Mukuro looked coolly at the boy who went over their injuries so nonchalantly
but then moved to tend to Anja and Wufei. They got the supplies they needed and
stitched and bandaged the two then Kuwabara picked Wufei up and Heero picked
up Anja.

 Lady Mukuro sighed brokenly, "Take them to her room. Make them
comfortable." She turned to the guards holding Shura. Escort him and his fathers
corpse out of my territory and young Shura. Stay out for a long while. I will find it
very hard if not impossible to forgive you this trespass."

 The guards did as told.

 "Kurama, can you give Kuronue a proper Youko burial? You may use my private graveyard."

 "Yes but I think Anja would want to be there." He offered picking up the
corpse of his friend.

 "She has already said good bye. He isn't there."

 Kurama nodded and took Kuronue to bury him. A tear fell from his eye as
for the second time he gave up his best friend.

 The Youko pulled his friends hat from his head and cut off the most of his hair, wrapping one of his arm wraps around it. "I will give these to Anja for you. I know you would like that." He bit his lip as tears rolled faster down his cheek and closed his friends eyes, knowing they wouldn't open again. "Good bye Kuronue."

 Mukuro looked at the guests who were all staring at the pool of blood and entrails that had once been Yomi. Mukuro frowned and scanned the group, "The party is over." She said firmly.
 
 

 Hiei blurred from tree to tree following Shura and the guards. Finally he
leapt down and in four strokes claimed his prize. Shura screeched in rage when he
saw his fathers chest skinned, but the youkai was gone.

 The little fire demon stretched Yomi's hide and cleaned it as if it were an
animals then placed it in a fur stretching frame to dry it. Anja's bat still gleamed
from it's face. Even in death Yomi would know shame. Hiei swore it. For his Imouto-chan. For Anja.

~tbc~