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"Baby Series 1"Written By: Karina
Pairing: Wu Fei Notes: Challenge 12 . #37 in the Baby Series. Takes place a few minutes after Play The Game. Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine. Thanks to Dulin for her work as beta.
Colours and Flavours //Black and White. One the absence of all colour and the other all colours combined. The colours of a chessboard, the Yin and Yang and the colours that rule my life. Red ruled my life once. Blood I spilled freely without thought for the lives of those who died. Red. A terrible colour but also the colour of passion and the colour of anger. White has been likened to purity and black to the depths of the most evil darkness. // Slender fingers threaded through palest gold and silver. //I don't know what to do. She is right. You are royalty and it has ruled you from the moment of birth.// Long ago his family had carried the bloodline of Emperors. He might have been born royalty in another time but that was past. He had not been born to be King nor even a Prince. That accident of birth left him free to choose his own way in life. //It has governed you from your birth but you never allowed it to rule every aspect of you. If you had, where did Zechs Merquise come from? No … You did. Milliardo Peacecraft should have been a pacifist King but he became something else. Zechs was integral to that. Something as yet not understood. Do I understand ?// He traced the full curve of the man’s bottom lip. If he only dared … What would he taste like? A colour or a flavour of something rich and deep with undertones of excellence, herbs and spices to set the tastebuds tingling and desiring more? Would he taste like the cool and mysterious darkness or would he taste of the hot bright light? Colours. Flavours. Textures making up life. Black and white. // I have a problem. I can not permit them to assign me elsewhere. I don’t trust anyone to see you safe and though I know what it is I want, I must also consider what it is that you want. Your needs. The two are not necessarily the same.// Gentle hands once competent on the controls of a killing machine smoothed over high cheekbones, caressed the firm jaw, skimmed over a broad chest. /It’s too early for me to speak of what I hope to gain. There is too much hurt in you. Too much loss. You loved Kushrenada even as you hated him in those last days. One day I will learn what it was that made of lovers enemies. I could never contend with what your woman gave you in Stephan but I don’t seek to rival a dead woman … or a dead man. You have loved and lost repeatedly and you would not consider it expedient to love a third time. I understand. All within the public eye. I am patient and this will be a long game we shall play. I will not run from this game. I need to play with skill and care to protect the King. I’ll play as a Master must.//
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