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"Baby Series 1"Written By: Karina
Pairing: 13x6, 6x9 Notes: Challenge 13 . #39 in the Baby Series. Takes place immediately after Mirage. 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.
There Is A Time For Us Shuffled steps in the hard baked earth beneath the burning sun. Shuffle forward, always moving, never pausing. To pause would mean to stop and to stop would mean … "Death." the cultured voice was gentle. "It is not your time, Milliardo. You cannot come with so much still undone." "I’m tired. So tired." The heat of the desert burned into his throat, taking the moisture and robbing him of coherent speech. "Milliardo, you were never a coward nor would you take the easy way. Will you now refuse the challenge and leave your son to face the wolves?" "Duo … has Stephan. Treize … I think … I will … be sick …" "You are sick. How else do you see Lucrezia or myself?" "Feel you … at night … Want you …" "In time, My Warrior. For now there is a child prey to the forces of politics in the same manner as another little boy I knew long ago. Will you leave him to face that future alone?" "Tired. Lu?" "She watches Stephan and Duo. We wait for you to come to us, but that time is not now." "Could be. Want you. Never … the right … time." "We never had a chance, did we, Milliardo? There was never any time for us … but there will be." "Want … now." "No, my love. Not now. Later when there is no one to remind us of the needs of others, of the price of Peace and the schedules of war. There will be a time for us, but it is not now." "Feel … so … alone." "There are those who would fill those needs … If you would permit them to become close to you. … Fingertips gently caressed a sunburned cheek. "If you would permit them to love you." "Die … if love … me." "You need the spring shower, not this barren desolation that is the drought of your life. Live again, Milliardo. They are threatening all that we fought for. In the midst of the home of pacifism there is a thriving pestilence. You need to cut out the decay and bring life back to your people. You need to find that spring that will conquer the drought with a simple trickle of water." "Don’t understand." "You will. You are never alone and you are always loved." Cool lips brushed his burning neck, at once a memory of times past and a promise of things to come. "There is a time for everything, even our love. We need to have patience. Escape the drought and let loose the rain. Let yourself live. He is there, waiting for you to trust him. He will be there for you. Find the richness that is love, Milliardo, for yourself and for the land of your fathers." "Treize? Don’t … leave." Warm body, both hot and cold pressed against his back. "Look. Clouds on the horizon. You need to find the sun shower, remember? Find the rain in the drought, the shelter in the storm, the dam in the flood. He’s there."
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