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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 + Heero Notes: Challenge 169. Baby Series 3 #280. Takes place a few minutes following Basic Birds and Bees. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
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Odd Goings On "I know the palace is relatively new, but has anyone heard anyone say anything about… well… odd goings on?" "It's a palace, Maxwell, it is full of `odd goings on'," Yuy deadpanned. "Chambermaids being where chambermaids should not be, when they should not be," Wu Fei murmured, recalling more than one or two encounters during his nightly wanderings. "Not just the maids." Duo sipped his coffee. "Security has enough on visiting dignitaries to keep the divorce courts busy for a few years." Yuy stretched slowly, welcoming the pull on tightening muscles. "There is enough moaning and groaning in some hallways at night to give rise to rumours the place is haunted." "It is haunted," Duo muttered. "Some nights it almost scares shit out of me." Crystal blue eyes flicked up to engage in a mutual round of around the table uneasy stares. Milliardo refrained from commenting, though his fingers clenched a little tighter around the mug of hot chocolate, his third for the session. Yuy appeared more settled, though he was far from amused at the idea of engaging in socialising lessons, particularly as Milliardo had not been forthcoming with the identity of the instructor. Personally, Milliardo could not wait to see Yuy's reaction. Everything that could be done to sort out that little problem had been done for the evening, and they had gradually fallen into a comfortable silence, listening to the creaks and groans of the old house speaking to them. He was becoming familiar with the chorus of sounds and whilst the house was centuries older than the palace in Sanc and had seen plenty of `living in', this place was kinder in its atmosphere than the palace they called home. "Don't be ridiculous. There is no such thing as ghosts." Ah, was Yuy really that oblivious? Had he isolated himself so far that he was unaware of the… but that was unfair. His had not been a conventional up bringing and science had played a strong role in Yuy's formative years. Milliardo doubted Dr J had had any time for tales of the supernatural and things that went `bump' in the night. No, Yuy would not have found his entertainments in tales of ghosts and stories of the supernatural. Even living in Sanc with its restless, wandering ghosts might not be able to penetrate all of that conditioning. There were some nights Milliardo would have been glad of that particular innocence. Maxwell shuddered, a delicate but visible shudder that trembled the braid lying over his shoulder. "There sure as you shit are." Wu Fei winced. "Duo!" "Ridiculous." The braid slid over the broad shoulder with a whisper of sound "Can't believe you haven't come across any. Lucky bastard." "I am not disturbed by illusionary remnants of the past. Memories are often mistaken for ghosts; stories becoming confused by time, distance and embellished imaginations. Dr. J warned me about remembering and allowing regret to disturb me." ~ * ~ |
