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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: Relena + Heero Notes: Challenge 136. Baby Series 3 #180. Takes
place at approximately the same time as Obsession. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
this fic.
Kiss Me "Heero?" "Hn." Relena watched him, his attention focused on his work and she could not subdue the wicked smile; but what did it matter if there were guards in attendance? Everyone knew she adored him; she was head over heels in love with him to the point where she heard the whispers of `unhealthy admiration' and `obsession'. Yes! She was indeed obsessed. She adored those dreamy blue eyes and she ached to run her fingers through that uncontrollable mop of hair. She had tasted him now and there was no way in hell she was going to agree to marry anyone other than her Heero. "Heero?" "Hn?" She had come a long way and grown a great deal since he had first told her he would kill her. If they talked obsession she could give them that… and she would, if parliament did not back down and allow her to pick the right man for her. Those pompous idiots she had been expected to be gracious to over Christmas had come very near to ruining the season for her. There was a wealth of depth to be found in her Heero and it would take a lifetime of exploration to discover it. How did they think those shallow men with handsome faces and twisted views on life and duty could contest with Heero's honesty? "Heero?" "Hn?" Again with the `hn?'. She was being ignored? Hmm… Thank goodness Milliardo had been understanding and included Heero in her courtship. The instances when they had been together had been wonderful and had gotten her through the various balls, dinners and planned activities. However had her brother managed to stay sane with those blatant throne hunters on his tail? She thought she had had it bad, but those women…! Women in pursuit of a desired male could be frightening indeed. Some of them appeared to have absolutely no shame. Rather like a certain young girl who had, thankfully, grown up a great deal in the intervening years. There was just a tad difference between herself at the age of fifteen and these women in their mid to late twenties however. A Queen had to be more than a pretty face and charming smile. "Heero?" If he valued his hide he would not… "Hn." She was well aware of the guards watching her and she smirked at them with a devilish smile, winking. "Kiss me, Heero?" "Hn." Relena swatted a hand quickly and smartly across the back of Heero's head, full lips pursed and blue eyes stormy as she glared at him. Behind her the guards' snickers fell into the silence of bated breath. Surely no one had had the audacity to slap the former Gundam pilot and expect to walk away unscathed? "What?!" Blue eyes blinked at her, astonishment almost comical in its innocence. "What was that for?!" Relena hardened her glare for a long moment, eyeballing Heero with serious intent to cause physical harm if he got it wrong this time around.
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