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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: Milliardo Notes: Challenge 70. Baby Series 2 #218. Takes place just after Ripe For Harvest
Fertile Imagination So Pagan was sending Yuy and Chang to gather him in, was he? What did Pagan think he was, a bundle of wheat to be gathered for the harvest? Shaking his head he grinned and ghosted through the darkness. It was stygian gloom in the passage and he could feel the brush of cobwebs over his face and hands. The webs assured him the passageway had not been discovered. //It is possible Pagan does not know about this one. The Alliance Governor was a paranoid bastard. If not for my curiosity I would not have known about this one, but the dimensions in the dressing room was that little bit off. I had to investigate. The old man will not be amused when he learns of it.// He had not fully explored the passage since discovering it soon after moving into the palace, but he suspected it was designed to permit the Governor to spy on his subordinates and visiting dignitaries. A succession of peepholes gave good views of various rooms in the accommodation wing and too many of them offered views of bedrooms. The old Governor, he was sure, was a pervert. He had been silently counting and keeping a measured pace and on reaching one hundred he stopped, feeling for a catch on the wall to his left. This door opened out into an empty bedroom just down the hall from Relena’s suite. It would give him the perfect opportunity to slip out of the secret passage and begin to roam the halls. When his hunters found him he wanted to be well away from the passage. He was not about to volunteer information on how he escaped his watch dogs. Let Pagan puzzle it out for himself. For as long as possible he wanted to have at least one secret that would benefit him. He grinned. Were this some romance novel he would have a mistress in this bedroom and they would use the passage for their midnight assignations. //Probably exactly what the old letch used it for.// He mused. The vision of a lithe dark-haired form, slender and seductive lying on pale sheets, filled his mind. He shied away from it, unwilling to further pursue it. Lucrezia might have looked lovely in such a position but so would Chang. For a moment he considered the possibility of long chestnut hair sweeping over pale shoulders and blanched at the hot flush picturing the two entwined forms sent through him. //Stop that.// Disgusted with himself and his overly fertile imagination he slipped into the bedroom and ensured the secret door was firmly closed behind him. He even went so far as to turn the bedside lamp on and check there was no telltale signs he had entered the room through the wall. When satisfied he slipped into the sitting room and from there out into the hall. End
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