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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 + Duo Notes: Challenge 89. Baby Series 3 #32. Takes
place after Move On. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
this fic.
No Leading, No Following “They may have their own ideas of what will happen.” Wu Fei rubbed absently at his cheek. “I am well aware of that. Some of the names on the list suggest I will not have an easy time of settling the Clan to a change as large as the one I envision. A good ruler must take into account the will of the people, though his interpretation of their needs may not be as they desire.” “Milliardo certainly is aware of what is going on around him, not that he’s bending as far as some want him to.” “Nor should he. He is no puppet and they are beginning to see this. We may need to watch him more closely as it becomes more apparent he has his own ideals for Sanc. There are certain members of parliament, and a few survivors of the nobility, who believe Sanc should be heading in a different direction.” “What do you think he will do about them?” “Watch and wait as long as he can before initiating a confrontation. Before then he will attempt to persuade them individually and privately to see the benefits of his ambition and as he is a fair man, he will look at their designs for the future.” “He does seem to want to give everyone a hearing, doesn’t he?” “A King who will not listen may as well stand upon the battlements of his castle and proclaim to the world he is a despot; a dictator with only his own best interests at heart. I will need to listen to those who come and prove to them the good points of becoming a part of Sanc. I must point out to them the disadvantages of being a people apart.” “Sanc is a long way from being Chinese.” “Indeed it is, but we must somehow blend the two cultures into something acceptable to both. The Clan needs a place to belong, not merely a refuge; an itinerate nowhere on the road to something better. That something better must be shaped and moulded from hard work to be worth anything at all. “Nothing worth having is free, eh? Wu Fei nodded. “If one is not willing to work for something, it is not worth having.” Duo tilted his head as the strains of a waltz began. After a moment he stood, holding out a hand. “Earlier I said I promised myself a dance with you. Will you dance with me, Chang Wu Fei?” Wu Fei tilted his head back and to one side, listening to the strains of the waltz. It was very different to the music he had grown up with as a child. The traditional music of his clan was far from the flowing waltz and he was not of a mind to be led in the dance as one would a flirtatious onna. “No leading, no following.” Duo murmured. “That I can do.” ~ * ~ |
