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"Baby Series 2"Written By: Karina Rating: PG Pairing: Heero + Duo + Wu Fei + Zechs Notes: Challenge 26. Baby Series 2 #29. Takes place a few minutes after Forgiven. 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.
Of Survival “They say the war is over and we should move on. Can’t they see it’s not that simple?” Heero carefully untangled knots in long pale hair. “Yeah. You can tell who fought for what they believed in. It’s too easy to say how wrong it was for people to fight but what did they do to bring about peace? Hey, I don’t think anyone should have been fighting but there’s a difference between sitting on the sidelines spouting doggerel and sitting in the hot seat taking the flack. Know what I’m saying? Mind your feet.” Duo positioned the brick between himself and Zechs and passed the poker to Wu Fei. “They make nothing of the sacrifices, sweeping the floor and hiding the dirt and nobility alike beneath carpets fashioned of pretty words.” Chang reached to hook the second brick. “It’s good to know you guys understand what it was to live through the war.” Duo appreciated the warmth the first brick added to their tent. “To wonder what to do with the life you suddenly have.” Heero flipped the blanket aside and Chang positioned the brick between himself and Zechs and Heero flipped the blanket back enclosing them in a rude tent. Duo held open a gap facing the fire admitting heat into their cocoon. “It’s good I survived the war and all but I never expected to. Can’t say I particularly had anything to look forward to. No career or future mapped out.” Duo continued. “I never thought about survival, just the mission.” Heero sighed. “Seems every time I turned around you were blowing yourself up or in the middle of a battle with ten to one odds against you.” Duo grinned to soften his words and placed his chilled feet close to the brick. Wu Fei reached from their nest to turn the three pairs of boxers and black briefs and the socks laid out before the fire. Soon they would be able to salve modesty though no one seemed concerned about their state of undress. “Strange really. I could have killed you when we first met, you could have killed me later on. We could have died together any number of times. We considered Zechs our enemy and now work for him. We’re holed up in a run down cabin in a blizzard with a palace somewhere out there where we could be toasty warm and sipping hot chocolate.” //Zechs. To my shame I thought of him as an enemy when I thought of him at all. I have made myself his friend hoping for more. The reverse of enemy is ally or friend. What is the reverse of friend discounting enemy through which we have already passed. Lover? …// Chang shook his head, disgusted. //Word games. I want more. Something as profound as his regard for Kushrenada. No pale imitation of his Lover. Duo? Never my enemy though I considered him a fool and that was wrong. Friend, yes, and rival? Perhaps.// End |
