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"From the Shadows"Written By: Honor Disclaimers: The boys are not mine (curses!) however all the other characters are, and the story, and the idea, and my evil muse. You can have my evil muse. Pairings: 4x5 Spoilers: Nope Warnings: AU, soooo AU, maybe a hint of OOC, violence,
lemon, language, political scheming and fantasy elements. Oh, and
unicorns. ^_^ Rating: R Archived: Gundam Wing Diaries Betas: Velvet and Caitilin *emphasized* =thought= ::mental communication: :
" From the Shadows " Epilogue Children are unpredictable. You never know what inconsistency
they're going to catch you in next."
They'd had Renee for over a year now. The local orphanage had contacted the Hearken—through Duo, naturally—and reported that they had a four year old girl with magical abilities and couldn't the government do something about her? Quatre had responded to the request…and brought home Renee with a hopeful look on his face. Wufei had taken a long look at the little girl in his husband's arms. With her glossy black hair, big blue eyes and heart-shaped face, she made quite the pretty picture—then she had smiled at him, a crooked, endearing smile, and Wufei couldn't begin to dredge up any protests. If he'd possessed any idea how much energy and natural curiosity a four year old had, he might have protested. Renee was five now, and Wufei already had three grey hairs. Quatre wanted to adopt more children—Wufei wanted to see if he could survive raising this one first. Another ten minutes of fruitless searching, and finally he spotted them—and another grey hair sprouted on the spot. Renee was in a tree, legs happily swinging back and forth, a half-devoured apple in her hand. She was laughing up at Duo (who was on the branch above her) and not frozen with fear as she should have been, considering that she was precariously perched fifteen feet above the ground. Wufei did not want to startle his daughter off her perch. Trying not to draw attention to himself, he quickly strode over to the tree in Chaelane's garden. He was still a few feet away when Renee noticed him. She started bouncing in excitement, the branch moving wildly under her weight. Another grey hair promptly added to his collection, and he aged about five years from sheer terror. "Daddy!" Tossing the apple aside, she swung off the branch and started scampering down the tree. Wufei sprinted the rest of the distance, hovering anxiously under the tree with his heart in his throat, ready to catch her if she fell. She didn't, just moved with quick agility until the last branch. From there she used the branch like a springboard, launching herself into the air and at Wufei without an ounce of doubt in her that she might not be caught. "Hello, Daddy!" Wufei caught her tightly into his arms, whispering a mental thanks to the gods for giving him good reflexes so he wouldn't drop impatient little girls. "Renee, how many times do I have to tell you to not climb things?" Didn't children possess any survival instincts whatsoever? She was constantly climbing things—dangerously high things, like roof tops, and shelves…and trees. "But Duo was with me." Wufei gave Duo a hard glare. Duo smiled sheepishly back, lifting his hands in a helpless gesture. "Renee, I don't want you climbing things at all." She blinked innocent blue eyes. "But Papa climbs things with me." Ah, this was Quatre's fault. Wufei made a mental promise to Have Words with his husband later. "Your father and I will talk about that." At length. "It's time for your lesson." Wufei was beginning to bless Renee's magic lessons with Wyrack. The sorcerer knew how to deal with five year old girls and how to keep them out of mischief. Those lessons gave both of her fathers a much needed break. ::Wufei, do you know where Renee is?:: ::I have her.:: Pointedly he added, ::She was in a tree with Duo. Apparently she thinks it's alright to climb things as long as she is with someone. You wouldn't know where she got that idea, would you?:: ::Ah, well. I did tell her not to do that without me…:: ::She shouldn't be doing it at all.:: "Daddy, are you talking with Papa?" Distracted, he shifted her to one hip and started carrying her back into the palace. "Yes." "Are you arguing?" Renee had become an expert at guessing when her fathers were speaking telepathically, and if the conversation was a good one or not. "Over your love of heights, yes." "Does that mean that there'll be lots of noise in your room tonight?" For a moment it just didn't register that his daughter was asking about make-up sex—when it did he went painfully red. "Don't worry about it." Maybe Quatre knew some way to sound-proof the room… Quatre had apparently eavesdropped on the conversation because he sensually purred, ::Yes, husband, will there be?:: ::One more word out of you and you won't even be in the room tonight.:: ::If I've been bad, you can always spank me.:: Wufei flushed and shifted a little uncomfortably. "Daddy, why are you all red in the face?" Wufei groaned. Why did he have the feeling that he wasn't going to win any arguments today? But Duo was never baby-sitting again, that he was sure of. ~*~*~*~*~ OWARI The last note for Caitilin: You are NOT getting a spanking
lemon. I have a hard enough time writing lemons, and I’m not
letting this story sit on the computer for another month while I struggle
to write one.
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