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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 + Duo + Wu Fei Notes: Challenge 142. Baby Series 3 #200. Takes place after Encore.
Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
this fic.
Time Honoured Tradition He could hear Chang coming closer, the sound of his feet quick, sharp echoes in the foyer. The man could run, Milliardo had to give him that, and it was something he would remember for future Runs. Speed at the moment would be Duo's best friend. Focusing his attention on the task at hand, Milliardo gently eased his fingers around Duo's head, feeling for any sign of further injury. The way Duo had flipped off the banister and landed heavily on the highly polished floor, sliding a good distance from the staircase before he had stopped, left Milliardo with the fear there might be further injuries other than the most obvious problem. There was the very real possibility he would find more than a few bumps and bruises. "Nnnmmm." "Duo?" A blue/violet orb peered at him from amidst the mess of chestnut bangs and he leaned closer, smoothing back the hair gently. He looked pale, to say the least. "A medic is on the way. Does it hurt anywhere other than your crotch?" If it did not now, then it would by morning. He had taken his fair share of tumbles from the Khushrenada banisters in the past, though only once had he been unfortunate enough to sustain more than bruises and bumps… and once was more than enough to crush the `family jewels' and enforce the lesson. He knew quite well what Duo was going through! "Can you move your fingers and toes?" "Mmmphhh." At least the groan was not that high squeak this time, the sound dropping quite noticeably in register though there was a telling ragged edge to it. He would be incapable of speech for a while. "I've sent Chang for an icepack from the kitchen. He'll be here shortly." He continued with his careful examination, running his hands gently over the younger man's neck and then shoulders and arms… Pausing briefly and frowning as Chang performed a controlled skid across the foyer's highly polished floor, until the carpet forced him to perform a delicate little jump and controlled stop. "What happened?" "Nnnmph." Milliardo glanced down and in that wide eye turned up to him there was a clear, pleading message. It was a pity there was not much he could do about avoiding the subject. Chang would know exactly what had happened as soon as the medic arrived… and he needed that packet of peas and where it was about to be placed would be a dead giveaway to the observant Mr. Chang Wu Fei. "He'll find out anyway, Duo. Wu Fei, the peas if you please?" Chang crouched beside Duo, looking more than a little concerned, offering the plastic bag to Milliardo who carefully ran his hands across the top most of Duo's legs where he curled into himself, looking for any indication of an injury. After deciding he could feel nothing that might need to be treated, he grasped Duo's knee and lifted as gently as he could, Duo offering a long, low moan in reaction. Milliardo slipped the peas up between his legs and gently pulled a hand away, curling the peas over the much abused `crown jewels' before replacing Duo's hand. A moment more and he had both hands cupped over the peas at the cost of a ragged breath or two from Duo. "How did he…?" Chang reared back onto his heels, staring in surprise at Duo before looking to Milliardo for answers. "If you like, Wu Fei, at a later date I can offer an encore performance, without the rather dramatic end… When Pagan is not around, of course. He'll probably have a few things to say about it, but there are no rules in the Run… Well, very few at least, and it has been a time honoured tradition to use the stairs in any number of ways. I'll not have him ban a banister ride just because of one unfortunate incident." Wu Fei turned to the stairs and his head tilted back and up, dark eyes following the steep course of the spiral as it rose fully through three floors of the mansion. His eyes came back down to rest on the sizeable, ornately carved orb and he hunched reflexively over his own nether regions. "Oh. Whatever possessed you to try that?" "It was only from one floor up and it was a minor miscalculation… with rather spectacular results." Duo ignored Wu Fei's question and Milliardo's reply in favour of grasping the peas and holding them close, a shuddering breath rippling through him. "I think it might be of benefit to everyone who participates in the Run if we offer a few basic lessons in survival in a grand house. Banister riding 101 might be a good place to start." Milliardo could not quite disguise the snicker. "No more encore performance of the wrong way to go about it might go a long way to having Pagan's ruffled feathers restored to order." Chang watched as Milliardo completed his examination, carefully feeling for obvious injuries and then settling back on his heels, absently brushing stray, escaped tendrils of white blonde hair from his face. "I think you may have dislocated your left shoulder. Does it hurt, Duo?" "Mmmph." A faint nod accompanied the whimpered
confirmation, it was clear Duo was still focused on that other, greater
hurt.
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