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"The Tie That Bonds "Written By: Emerald Pillow Warnings: Yaoi; Lemon; Angst; Language; Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. You could
try to sue me, but all I have worth taking is a cat that looks like
Trowa, but acts like Duo. And I will fight for that cat. Rating: NC 17 Pairings: 1x3x1
The Tie That Bonds Chapter 1 It was a dreamless sleep, which was unusual. It would
have continued had not the door bell rang. At first, Heero turned
over, not wanting to get up, but it rang again. Displeased, he threw
off the covers and pulled on his jeans. He glanced at the clock to
find that it was four in the morning. He had just fallen asleep at
three and he would have to be at work at six. He looked over at Sheba,
their Doberman, and wondered why she wasn't barking. The doorbell
rang again, bringing him to push out of bed. At this time, he heard
Trowa stir and start to get up, but he told his lover to go back to
sleep. There were no objections. By time Heero reached the front door,
the ringing stopped. Still he opened the door and found no one. The
street was completely silent aside from the sound of the falling rain.
Soft cooing noises brought his attention to the porch.
There was a small basket that shook slightly. Curious, he kneeled
for a better look. He pushed aside the blankets to find a note and
the face of a slumbering baby. He looked around again, wondering if
this was some sort of joke. Part of him was waiting for Duo to spring
from nowhere and snap a picture of his surprised expression. Since
Duo's visits to this Colony were rare, he liked to pull pranks on
both Trowa and Heero as often as he could before he left. However,
this did not happen. Not knowing what else to do, Heero picked up the basket
and carried it inside. Sitting the basket on the coffee table, he
took the note and sat on the couch to read it; still half expecting
it to say: "Ha! Ha! You've been had. . .Duo Maxwell.". .
.but that wasn't the case either. Instead the note read as follows:
Please take care of little Amelia for she is of great
importance to the future. I do not have time to fullyexplain, but
if harm comes to her, then all is lost. I know that if anyone can
protect my beloved daughter, it is the two of you. After all, who
better to protect than Gundam pilots? I will return as soon as I can
to reclaim Amelia. You will know who I am when I return by the locket
around my daughter's neck. I beg you, protect the future by protecting
my daughter. By this time, Sheba had wondered down stairs into the
living room and was sitting attentively at Heero's side. The Japanese
boy studied the handwriting that was unfamiliar to him; though he
guessed that it was a female that wrote it. He stared at the child,
then the note again. Setting the note on the table, he headed up to
the bedroom where Trowa was still sleeping. "Trowa, wake up." He sat on the bed next to
his partner and lightly shook the lean frame. "I thought your limit was three on work nights?"
Heero rolled his eyes and wondered who's mind was more in the gutter
when it came to sex: Trowa or Duo. "No. Trowa, we have a baby." The Latin laid
on his back and stared into the colbat eyes. "What?" "Someone left a baby on our porch." "Is this another of Duo's pranks?" "I don't think so, this is real." Trowa reluctantly
got out of bed and pulled on his pants. He followed Heero into the
living room to find Sheba sniffing at the basket in curiosity. Pulling
the dog away, he stared at the child in disbelief. "Who would leave their kid with us?" Heero
handed over the note for Trowa to read. The emerald eyes widen in
surprise with each line as he read in silence. "Still think it's a joke?" "No." The taller boy looked down at the baby
again and noticed the heart shaped locket around her neck. "Maybe we should call Catherine." "What? Why?" "It's not like part of our training was child care.
Keeping her means that we're going to have to find someone who can
care for her properly." "I'm sure we can handle it." "Caring for a kid is a lot more difficult than
it sounds." "I know that, that's why there's books, shows,
and on line chats." "We both work all day." "I'll transfer to the night shift. They've been
bugging me to any ways." "Why don't you want to call Catherine?" "Why do you?" "Because she done a great job with you." Trowa
glared at his lover. "She's also a woman and more in tune with
babies." "She's also a circus star. Besides, the note says
that we should protect her." "You just don't want Catherine over." "Fine, I don't want Catherine over. I finally got
away from her fondling over me. I think we can handle this. . .and
if we do need help, we can ask Wu Fei, Duo, or even Hilde; not to
mention Mrs. Hackman next door." "Well, in that case, why don't we ask Relena?"
It was Heero's turn to narrow his eyes. "Exactly how I feel about
Catherine." "So you really think we can do this on our own?"
"Why not? We didn't know anything about Mobile
Suits when we were thrown into cockpits, but we made out all right
with that." There was a skeptical look in Heero's eyes. "We
can learn Heero. . .that's all I'm saying. You're just worried that
you're going to get attached." "No, I'm afraid this kid is going to turn out as
messed up as we are." ~ * ~ Chapter
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