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"Baby Series 1"Written By: Karina Rating: PG Pairing: Zechs + Wu Fei Notes: Challenge 2. Set around about AC 200 and within a week of Comfort and a few minutes after Wet. Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine.
The Mechanics of the Problem. "I really am sorry, Wu Fei." The sound of running water alone disturbed the quiet. "I finally reached Helen." Zechs called through the door. The water continued to run. "She said she would return. In around three hours. He should sleep for most of that." The water cut off and he heard the shower door bang closed and winced. He had always imagined Chang to be vocal and this silent treatment was disturbing. So was the silence from his son. "I ... found a sweat shirt. It will be a bit big but it's better than nothing." The shirt in question was clutched in his good hand and he leaned heavily against the wall, cursing the pain in his back and leg. Chang had glared at the infant in his hands in silence and then stalked from the room, the baby still in his grasp and Zechs had panicked, forcing himself off the couch. After hobbling around the ground floor and failing to find either Preventer Agent or infant he had tackled the stairs. The sound of running water had drawn him to his bedroom where he had tried again to call the nurse. "Is he alright?" he tried again. "I'm really sorry." The bathroom door banged open to reveal a very naked Chang Wu Fei glaring at him. "I need sweatpants. Where are they?" It took Zechs a precious moment to drag his eyes up from the sleek muscled body to meet fiery onyx eyes. "Well?" impatient. "Draw. Third drawer." a whisper accompanied by a scowl and wave at the tallboy across the room. "Where..?" "Laundry hamper." Chang muttered as he strode in all his naked glory past Zechs. Zechs hobbled into the bathroom to find the baby nestled amid a clean towel. To his relief the child was quite obviously breathing and further investigation revealed him to be freshly washed and happily sucking his fist. "Marquise." "I'm sorry. I'm sorry he wet on you." "An inconvenience, nothing more. That is for me to wear, I presume." Zechs glanced at the material in his hand and grunted, thrusting his hand to Chang who stood in sweatpants, the legs rolled around his ankles. Wu Fei scowled at the infant. "I will demonstrate how it should be done. It is unacceptable that he should lie in a wet bed because you do not have the necessary skill." One white brow shot up. "You do?" "It is not a difficult skill to master." "I think the tabs are faulty." Zechs offered in his own defence. Chang moved past picked up the baby and stalked from the room. Zechs hobbled after, following Wu Fei into the nursery. He found lotion, powder and a disposable nappy and settled to watch as Chang studied the mechanics of the problem. Wu Fei worked in silence, competent hands working on the infant and with a satisfied grunt he lifted the child. "There." triumphant he glared at Zechs. Who smirked as his son wriggled and the nappy drooped to his ankles. End
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