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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: Trowa + Wu Fei Notes: Challenge 39. Baby Series 2 #84. Takes
place immediately after The Bigger Picture.
Dark Rivers Dark eyes blazed at the tall man leaning against the wall. “What do you mean? I can be nothing more than an aide, a liaison between the King and parliament. You do nothing but make excuses for your precious Quatre and the fuck up he makes of other people's lives. His life is so wonderful he cannot see the hell he puts other people through while he works for his Perfect World.” Trowa shifted his weight leaning onto his right shoulder as he studied the smaller man. “You’ve got it bad, Chang. You know little of Quatre so don’t judge what you don’t understand.” “I understand what he has shown me and that is more than I care to know. For a man I once considered my friend I have reason to curse the ground he walks on.” “Prickly blind bastard. Quatre has called himself every kind of asshole you could possibly imagine for what he did to Milliardo. I know it had to be done and I’m not a political creature. I’m learning, though.” “From a Master. I grew up in a court filled with political intrigue. I loathed it then just as I do now. I knew as a child it was the death of any life of my own choosing and while the setting is different the result is the same. I thought I had escaped the life the Elders had cast for me.” “You are no longer the heir to the Dragon Clan of L5.” “Different time, different place, different circumstances but the same influences exclude me from my fondest desires, particularly my freedom to choose a life mate. You have not explained your words.” “I’m getting there. I should not need to explain but you appear to enjoy wallowing in self-pity. I was naïve, a mercenary and a terrorist who followed orders and never asked why. We should not have survived the war but we did and since then I have learned a great deal. Quatre built a bridge over the river of shit that filled my life and returned to me my lost humanity. Catherine put more than a few stones in that bridge but she still snarls at him for the war, even after all this time and he tolerates it. Not everyone sees the bigger picture in the world around us.” “We all have our rivers filled with dark and foul waters reaching out to drag us down into ruin. Not all of us are fortunate enough to escape the flood.” “Stop looking at the smaller picture, Chang Wu Fei and start looking at the larger portrait. You cannot paint a portrait on a canvas an inch wide showing the many facets of Milliardo Peacecraft. You need a canvas as large as the room for that.” “Metaphors. Must you use metaphors all the time?” Trowa blinked. “Fine. Your head is so far up your arse you can’t see for the shit in your eyes.”
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