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"Baby Series 2"Written By: Karina
Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing or the
Characters from the series but the baby is mine. Pairing: Duo Notes: Challenge 74. Baby Series 2 #234. Takes
place a few seconds after Not Good enough and Falling.
Heads Up Stephen was crying. Other than the toddler screaming he could hear nothing above the thunder of his heart and the blood coursing through over heated veins. How many seconds had passed since the intruders had entered the nursery? Too many, he answered himself. He was lagging behind and he had to make up ground. By throwing himself through the door he might take down an intruder before anyone could react. There was no time to be graceful. A few more steps. If he could see past his sweat-soaked bangs it would be easier. His hair was plastered to his face, his clothing sticking to him. He could drink a lake dry and still look for water. The door was partially open and he would use that to best effect. Lunging he threw himself through the door, one foot came down on something that rolled beneath it and someone bellowed in pain. With a startled yelp he flailed his arms for balance, but momentum could not be denied and he came down hard, hearing a whooff of air from someone buried beneath him. He could only gape like a fish, inhaling hair, bodies heaving beneath him as someone tried to extricate themselves from the pile. He glimpsed midnight black hair and heard swearing in Japanese, the voice unmistakably Heero’s. Gasping air into tortured lungs he planted both hands on the floor, floundering as he encountered flesh on his first two attempts before heaving himself up to gain a better view. Silver hair pooled across the floor. Unmistakable. The dark hair he was spitting from his mouth belonged to Chang, who was moaning low, coughing and choking. Chang’s body heaved and Yuy’s head appeared from beneath his arm, blue eyes blazing. Sucking air into his lungs, dazed as he was, Duo had the presence of mind to grin. “Oops.” “Get off, baka!” His instinct screamed to check out the room first. Shaking the sweaty hair from his face he peered into the moonlighted nursery. The toddler crouched at the railing of the cot, screaming his lungs out. A dark shape on the floor to one side of the cot, unmoving… did a section of wall move or was it shadows cast by the moon? Did he hear a woman laughing? “Get… off!” Yuy heaved under them, and Duo earned a new respect for the weight the man could bench press. Chang tried to uncurl, to roll and Yuy collapsed onto Milliardo with an oomph. The King, for his part, appeared dazed, almost unconscious, and a light bulb went off in Duo’s mind. “Yo, Chang.” He began frantically searching his pockets. “Heads up.” Dark eyes lifted, dazed before focusing on Duo, following the line of his arm ... A precious few seconds passed and suddenly Chang lunged, burying Yuy, fastening his mouth on Milliardo’s. “Hot stuff!” Duo crowed, dangling a crushed sprig of mistletoe over the pair.
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