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"Baby Series 3"Written By: Karina Rating: PG Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine. Pairing: Wu Fei + Milliardo Notes: Challenge 118. Baby Series 3 #124. Takes
place shortly after Bleed For You. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
this fic.
Broken Men It was quiet standing in the snow. Although muffled by the great coat, he could still hear, feel, the faint beating of a strong heart. They might have been the only people on Earth, standing in the snow softened ruin marking a time of terror. "Do you know that remembering my colony die is like watching a silent movie? There was no sound. You say that the snow screamed… in space no one can hear you scream." A ragged breath from Milliardo, heard and felt through the medium of his arms encircling the powerful chest. He knew Milliardo would feel the shudder of his own body. It was not an easy thing for him to recall, the destruction of his home. He hungered to be able to point the finger of blame at someone; the Alliance, Oz, Romefeller… anyone other than those who actually destroyed all he had grown up with. It was a yearning he could never satisfy. "I told them I would fix things, I would make it better. They waited until I left the colony… What did they put me in Nataku for if they did not trust me; if they did not believe in me? I was not the pilot of choice, I know that, but I…" His fingers bunched in the lapels of the great coat and he pressed his forehead against the man's spine. It was an anchor for him, a stable point in the universe where, in the darkness of space, a fireball bloomed, huge, massive, expanding out further and further and always silent. "They did it to themselves and I still do no know why. It is a frightening thing to watch, the destruction of all that means everything to you. They threw away hundreds of years of history and for what? Life is change, or it is no life at all. I don't understand why." "We are quite the pair. Our dreams are full of the endings. I hear the screams of the dying and it is the screams of the snow I find the hardest to understand. You watched Armageddon in the darkness and the cold; in a silence so profound that it would be harder to deal with than hearing them scream. We are broken men, Chang Wu Fei." The low rumble of Milliardo's voice vibrated beneath his cheek, felt through the contact of their bodies. "We are the few who remember the dark time with clarity. We do not shrug our shoulders and say it was a long time ago; move on. We remember in order to build something better from the shattered foundations we forever see burning before us. We never quite understand why others don't see the world as we do. No matter how much we hunger for understanding from them, it is not there." "We are the tragedy they watch from a distance." Milliardo's sigh was profound. "Because it is safe to have that distance." ~ * ~ |
