Wufei stiffened and spun around so fast he almost fell, ". . . Anja.”

 The scared boy sobbed happily and threw his arms around Wufei.

 “I should have seen it!” Wufei said against his lover's lips. “Loam for Earth, Sigh for wind, Mar is Spanish for sea, water, and
Shi for death.”

 Shura/Mar took down the elaborate braids that had been hiding his horns.

 Kuronue/Sigh kissed his neck with a gentle suction that had always driven him mad.

 “Father wanted you to figure it out first.” Koenma smiled.

 “Enma?”

 “A and S class aren't allowed to leave the Makai, remember? As Tantai we have a little more freedom but seducing a ningen is not allowed.”

 Anja/Loam nodded, “So you had to want us before we could tell you who we were.”

 “But you're a man! And the scar. . . ! and Kuronue your skin. . .”

 “The rocky skin thing is normal for Chimera.” Anja smiled, “It happens during a large threat to their life. Sort of organic armor. He got it when I got this scar.”

 “Think of it as demonic puberty.” Shura chuckled.

 Kuronue grimaced, “I’d rather have rocks than pimples and grease.”

 “And that other friend, your face and forearm . . . you were burned protecting our departure, weren't you.”

 Anja smiled, “I would do no less than my all.”

 “But you're a male!”

 Koenma explained for them, “He had a run in with a very obnoxious plant.”

 “A plant?!”

 He nodded, “of a very unique gena, they produce and feed of certain hormones and as a result their prey undergoes. . . some
changes.”

 “But how did it. . .”

 She. . . he. . . Anja blushed and nibbled his lip.

 “Well. . . it's a nymphomaniac species.” Koenma muttered.

 The Chinese boy's eyes widened, “Tell me I didn't hear that.”

 Anja grinned wryly, “I hear it was really great sex though.”

 The Chinese boy choked on his water.

 “Fei! You ok?” Kuronue and Shura both tended him while Anja fell into a fit of laughter.      Koenma cleared his throat, “There is, though, a slight problem.”

 “Aa?”

 The laughter faded from the three lovers’ eyes and they all huddled close as Koenma explained. “You see, during the war they
were captured by OZ. . .”

 “You were in the war?!” Wufei turned to his lovers in shock.

 “Not. . . re~ally.”

 “What do you mean ‘not re~ally?”

 Koenma looked at Anja for consent, when he nodded the young God returned to Wufei, “They worked over the Oz basses
that your Gundams targeted, making sure that none of you were killed and that the base defenses were at minimum when you
attacked.”

 “You. . . protected us?”

 Anja nodded and looked away, “But we got caught.”

 Koenma continued, “During the penetration of one of the space bases Treize Kushrenada himself captured the three of them.
He had their minds tampered with like lab rats, trying to find out how their powers work.” worried eyes sought out the three
who now set huddled close together on the bottom bunk. “When he couldn't find a way to use them, he set up an artificial
nero-net to combat their own.”

 “Nero. . .”

 “Their memories of who they were before this century are frozen inside their heads. That is why they have the new names and
that is why they didn't know you right away.”

 “But they remembered me! Anja knew how she. . . he. . .  got burned!”

 Koenma nodded, “The net is weakening but the flood of past memories could destroy them when it breaks loose.”

 Wufei hugged his beloved lovers protectively. “No!”

 Six arms wrapped tightly around Wufei and they all cuddled close, afraid to be alone.

 “How do we stop this?”

 The young god looked into the dark eyes of their lost love. “Oz must have a way, if they did it they can undo it.”

 “But we destroyed Oz!”

 “Then I don't know.”

 “There has to be a way. . . Zechs! Maybe he knows! Or the scientists!”

 “Wufei I am the god of death!” Koenma sighed, “I have talked to everyone. Albert Einstein to Kushrenada himself. No one
has any clue on how to stop this.”

 “Heero can hack into. . .”

 Anja stopped him, “I've hacked into every data file and net simulax code there is out there and didn't find anything. You know
I'm as good as Heero when it comes to that stuff. It isn't there. The procedure was experimental at best. Treize had no right to
test on living subjects but because we are of demon blood he didn't see what he did as bad.”

 “What if we helped you to remember bit by bit. If it didn't come as such a shock then maybe it wouldn't be such an overload!”

 Koenma nodded, “That's what I've been doing, but it can only help so much. It's like learning about a war from history books
vs fighting in it. The shock will still be harsh.”

 “What other choice do we have?”

 Koenma bowed his head, “We wait and when the crisis point comes, we help them as best we can.”

  Wufei looked at his lovers with determination in his eyes. “I will not fail you.”

  They nodded all at once and then Loam smiled, “Well I guess we don't need four beds now ne?”

 “Hentai.” Sigh accused softly.

 “Only for you lovers.”

 With that all five of them slid beneath the blankets of the bottom right bunk, a queen sized. And went to sleep surrounded by
love and hope.
 
 

 The next morning Duo ran in with his usual rampant glee, “Wakey wakey Wu. . . HOLY SHIT!”

 The group on the bed shifted slightly and all hid their faces from the light.
 

 Duo ran for Heero, “Heero! Heero! You aren't gonna believe where Wufei is!”

 “His room baka.”

 “Yeah but guess ‘where’!”

 The soldier growled his impatience but stood and walked to Wufei's open door, “What are you. . .” He looked again, “. . .”

 “See!”

 Trowa and Quatre walked up behind them. Quatre gasped in shock. Trowa just looked a moment then shrugged, “That was
quick.”

 All of them turned to stare at the usually silent pilot.

 “Turn off the fucking light.” Mar mumbled grumpily.

 “Language.” Loam yawned.

 “Morning.” Sigh yawned back.

 Wufei sat up amidst the pile of bodies and blinked his eyes a couple times to wake himself up, “Who forgot to lock the door?”

 “You.” The other four answered in unison.

 He fell back on top of his lovers and snorted, “Injustice.”

 “What time is it?” Koenma looked for the clock, “Oh Enma-sama! Father's gonna kill me!”

 “Koenma?!?” The four Gundam pilots couldn't believe what they were seeing!

 “Anou. . . Ohayo.” He muttered quickly and slipped his robes back on, “Damn, Damn, Damn, Damn, Damn!”

 Loam grunted again, “Language!”

 “I'm sorry koi.” He said in a rush and kissed his lovers each upon the lips with equal speed, “I hafta go.”

 “See you tonight koibito.” Loam smiled then looked toward the clock, “Holy shit!”

 “Language.” The other three mimicked.

 “Ha ha. Look at the time.”

 A rush ensued, “Loam that's my underwear. . . can I borrow it. . . . . . . . . Wu-koi those aren't your pants. . . has anyone seen my shirt? What the hell is it doing there!?!. . . language!. . . sure, uhuh. . . . can I borrow your socks?. . . what happened to
yours?. . . Oh. . . I didn't need to know that. . . Where is my hair tie?. . . Sigh! Give that back!. . . Wait wait wait! My shoes
are on the wrong feet. . . .  Damn!. . . Ouch!. . . Language! This isn't my jacket. . . where. . . oh Hell. . . Mar! . . . Coming. . .
where's my book bag?. . .  Where you left it. . . where did I leave it?. . . where you always leave it. . . Where is that?. . . With
all of our book bags. . . where. . . I’ll get it!”

 The Gundam pilots watched with bemused expressions. When the four of them finally were ready they poured out into the hall
and ran to their first class.

 “Anou. . .” Duo started.

 “We'll talk to them at lunch time.”

 “Okie doke.”
 
 

 Wufei ran through the hall with his newly found lovers, nearly sliding into their first class. Martial Arts.

 The teacher looked up at the four of them who were tangled up with each other after their rough entrance and grinned, “And
that is how ‘not’ to fall.”

 Loam rolled his eyes, “Yeah no shit. Wu-man could you move your foot?”

 “That's not his foot.” Mar snickered.

 “Get off’a me!” One giant heave sent the other three rolling away and Loam sat up and fixed his hair, “Better.”

 The whole class was staring at them.

 Sigh looked up as he dusted himself off, “What?”

 Finally the teacher addressed Wufei, “You're pilot 005 aren't you. The Gundam pilot.”

 “Hai.”

 “Wow!” A beautiful young girl smiled and offered her hand in greeting, “It's an honor sir!”

 Loam, Sigh, and Mar watched Wufei take the offered hand with muted growls that sent the rest of the class inching away.

 “Behave.” The Chinese pilot ordered his lovers into silence.

 The teacher took this all in stride and once again got Wufei's attention, “You are my TA for this class ne?”

 “Hai.” He nodded.

 “And these are the fallen if I'm not mistaken.”

 Wufei looked at his three lovers, “The who?”

 Loam blushed and Mar whistled and looked away. Sigh looked up guiltily, “We. . . ah. . . it's sort of a title they gave us here.”

 “The fallen?”

 One of the boys in the class snorted disgustedly, “Yeah, damn freaks fallen out of God's light.”

 Loam gave a little hiccup and before anyone could react, He and Sigh were sprawled out on the ground laughing. Mar and
Wufei watched with amused grins on their faces.

 “What's so funny?!” The boy insisted.

 “Fallen. . .” Loam gasped through his laughter.

 Sigh tried to complete the thought, “. . . from God. . .” He couldn't do it, the laughter drowned out the words.

 Wufei looked at Mar and Mar looked at Wufei, both of them now grinning like idiots.

 “So what's funny about it?!”

 “Funny you should mention Gods.” Mar grinned.

 Wufei shook his head and lifted the giggling boys from the floor, “Get up, you are in class. Act like it.”

 Loam gave him a ‘look’ and he remembered what Anja used to do to him in the dark stadium seats of their old class rooms.

 “Don't even think it.” He growled.

 Sigh snickered again.

 The poor professor was trying to understand what the four were talking about, “You know each other?”

 Wufei nodded, “The . . . fallen, saved my hide more times than I’d like to remind them of. They were. . . are my partners and
protectors.”

 The boy who had spoken against them straightened in shock, “THEY were PILOTS?!”

 “No.” Loam smiled.

 Sigh shook his head, “No mobile suits.”

 Mar nodded, “We don't like guns.”

 The others all sweatdropped.

 Wufei was the one who got class going, “And in this class you'll learn how to fight without them as well.”

 “Way to go Wu!” Loam cheered.

 Sigh and Mar both slapped their hands over their lover's mouth.

 After class a couple of the students were whispering. They walked up to Wufei and the fallen who were laughing over
something Loam had done. “Mr. Chang?”

 “Hai?”

 “Anou. . . we were just wondering. . . we saw how you were holding back a lot, and. . . well. . .”

 “You want a demonstration.”

 “Hai! That is, if you don't mind.”

 He nodded and turned to the group, “Loam?”

 “Anytime Wu-chan.”

 The Sloe eyes narrowed in mock offense and Loam grinned and struck a stance, “Ready when you are Wu.”

 “NOW!” Mar yelled and both of them jumped in, trying to obey the first law of the fight which is ‘attack first’. Loam was
slightly faster and Wufei jumped at a 45 degree angel pushing his arm away and kicking up with his foot. Loam easily blocked
the kick and kicked in himself. Both were careful to follow the second law of the fight which says ‘never retreat.’

 A swift set of kicks followed Wufei's dodging but neither left the other an opening. Finally, after a shower of punches, jabs and kicks, Loam caught hold of Wufei's shirt, dug a foot into his abdomen and fell back, kicking him over his head and rolling until
he was on top.

 “TIME!” Sigh called and they walked to where Wufei lay flattened underneath Loam who was currently kicking his feat and
chomping his gum playfully, “Ne Wu-chan, was it good for you?” He purred.

 Wufei smiled and kicked out, “Kisama! Get off me!”

 Loam landed with a slight yelp of pain. “Ooh you're gonna pay fer that!” He drawled out in English, jumping at his lover with a
playful growl. He ended up on top again and this time took full advantage of his position.

 Wufei moaned beneath her then froze at the sound of someone clearing their throat. It was the next group of students and the
teacher. “Anou. . .” He coughed suddenly and glared up at Loam.

 “Ne, wu-chan. . . you swallowed my gum.” He pouted.

 “KISAMA!!!!”

 The scared boy ran from the room, followed closely by a raging China man and their two lovers.

 “This seams familiar.” Mar shouted to Sigh as they rushed to save their lover from his own mess.

 “Feels right!” Sigh hollered back.

 “Yeah.” Mar smiled, “Right.”
 
 

 Duo stood up when he saw Loam slam into the cafeteria, “Loam!”

 The russet haired boy waved and dove quickly toward them, diving under the table cloth with a quick, “hide me!”

 Duo looked up at Heero who shrugged then to the door where Wufei stood. The braided pilot grinned, “Oi Wu-man! Come
sit with us!” He grinned.

 Wufei grumbled and stalked to their table, “Have you seen Loam?”

 “Nope.” Duo smiled, “Come on, sit.”

 Wufei paused then nodded and sat down, they were joined soon by Mar and Sigh.

 “So what did he do?”

 Sigh started snickering and Duo blushed, “I don't wanna know. Really!”

 Heero spoke then, “What is going on Wufei? I thought you were heart broken over Anja how could you just jump into their
bed without a second thought to her?”

 “My thoughts are always on her Heero.”

 “Then explain yourself!”

 “Look at Mar. Not the braids or the clothing, look at his face. Who does he remind you of?”

 Duo froze, “That man! The one from Anja's scrap book! The one she. . . who. . . oh my God! Yomi?!”

 Wufei arched an eyebrow and sighed, “Duo, who was Yomi's clone?”

 “Shura wasn't he. . . Shura? Is that you?”

 “Had to hide my horns somehow.” Mar winked.

 “But. . .” Duo turned to Sigh, “K. . . Kuronue?”

 “In the flesh. . . well, sort of.” Sigh smiled.

 “Then Loam is. . . but he's a. . . HE!”

 “Long story.” Sigh smiled.

 “Tell it!” Duo grinned and hugged Heero close, “I knew she wasn't gone for good! I knew it!”

 “Duo.” Heero warned, “You are cutting of my circulation.”

 “Oh! Heh, sorry.”
 
 

 Under the table Loam sat pouting, gazing at the jean clad legs of his two demon lovers and the white baggy pants of his
Chinese godling. //Duo Maxwell lightning will strike you!// He growled silently and sat back to wait out his lovers, then an idea
came to him. //Yosh!//
 
 

 Heero frowned when suddenly all three boys across from him jumped and sat strait up in their seats.  “Hn?”

 Their faces went bright red and Wufei quickly squelched a nose bleed and a groan at the same time.

 Duo quirked an eyebrow, “What's up Wu-man?”

 “A. . . anja is under the table. . . isn't he.”

 The braided boy froze for a moment then fell over onto Heero's lap laughing, “He isn't!”

 “He damn well is.” Mar hissed, “Oh Gods.”

 Heero, who had just realized what was going on under the table, choked on his lunch and backed away slightly.

 Duo was laughing so hard that if he had been anyone other than Duo, he might have drawn some attention to them. Being Duo
though, the whole student body was used to it by now. “I. . . I soooooo wish I had a camera!”

 Wufei went even more red in the face. “Anja!” He growled downward, “get your mouth off of m. . . ohhhhh!”

 Trowa and Quatre choose that time to walk up. The blond looked at his red team mate and turned to Duo, “What's wrong
with them?”

 Duo pointed under the table and snickered, “Anja is. . .”

 “Anja's back!?” Quatre lifter the table cloth before Duo could get out a warning and then dropped it with a blush, “Ah. . . I. .
.”

 Trowa looked at Wufei's flushed face and promptly slapped a hand over his mouth as he began to groan out his orgasm. The
other pilots did the same for the two demon's and soon Loam emerged from under the table, licking the cum of his two demon
lover's from his fingers, a thin trail down his chin was all that remained of Wufei's.

 Sigh licked the white substance from the smiling boy's face and Mar lapped it from his hair like a mother cat would clean a
kitten. “Mmm.”

 Wufei's four friends watched in amusement. The gender had changed and the body was scared, but there was no denying that
this was their Anja.

~owari~