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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: Milliardo Notes: Challenge 136. Baby Series 3 #181. Takes
place after Obsession. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
this fic.
Adoration He was not Treize to incite an almost fanatical following. The only person who had ever pursued him had been Noin, and a poor return she had for her adoration. He had loved Treize fiercely, passionately, but their feelings had been constrained and controlled. In their positions, intending what they had intended, there had been no way they could have indulged. With the exception of that one night. The night they had permitted themselves to set aside the needs of a world at war and know what might have been… had they been anyone other than Treize Khushrenada and Zechs Marquise. One night in which to worship the other, escaping harsh reality and living the dream… Treize was gone in fire and the chill of space. Noin was gone too, and love her as he had it was not the adoration she had held for him. He had brought her nothing but pain and ultimately death. What was he to do about the two pursuing him through the palace? This was just a game, this run through the halls and rooms of the palace, but that other pursuit… that was no game. They were young, vitally alive and they deserved so much more. Whatever possessed them to try attracting him? It had started with Chang following Lucrezia's death. He had not been blind to the attention. It was more than Stephen drawing Chang into his presence but he had turned a blind eye, grateful for the company. Then Maxwell, who was burning a torch rather brightly for Chang. Maxwell adored him, prickly as the dragon could be. He had even managed to get under the dragon's skin and they were taking the first steps along the road to a relationship… so why did they both insist on paying him attention that detracted from the bond they were supposed to be forming with each other? Idiocy. He had loved Treize and lost him, and he had loved Noin… and lost her. There had been few friends since the fall of Sanc and they were now dead. Walker died at the hands of Winner, who now helped rebuild Sanc from the ashes of occupation. Ironic really. Otto… Otto had liberated Sanc at the cost of his life. Sanc owed Otto and who other than he knew, or cared, about the identity of the man who had taken down the fortifications at New Port City? What had possessed Otto to take the Tallgeese and push it to the extreme, bursting his heart? There had been few he called friend. Walker and Otto had been friends, not just fellow soldiers. Walker had been younger, but Otto was years his elder. Why he had let them past his defences to the point he named them as friends he did not know, but he had. Treize, Noin, Walker, Otto… dead. If Maxwell and Chang persisted… he already called them friends and that was dangerous. Those who befriended him and those who loved him… died.
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