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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 + Pagan Notes: Challenge 93. Baby Series 3 #42. Takes place shortly after Worth A Medal. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
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Intense Blue All the blissful content he had been luxuriating in had been destroyed by a simple summons from Hunter and all he could think of now was that it did not take much to turn intense blue to simmering violet. The most infuriating thing about it was that there was not even a visible threat they could strike back against. The threat was nothing more than an innocuous glass of mineral water and lemon juice. That was all that was required to turn what had been amusement and satisfaction with the course of the evening to banked violet fire. //How dare they!// His own dark gaze must reflect something of that same sombre and seriously pissed fire. Someone would pay. Why did it happen just as he was coming to terms with the idea of it being a possibility for him to actually pay court to the King? When he was finally looking at his life with more than wishful thoughts of what he would ideally like and concerning himself with making daydreams into something more than fantasy? Why did someone attempt to take Milliardo from him? From them. He was not alone in this, he must remember that. Maxwell was involved and he was not taking the news well. Who dared to poison Milliardo? Though they had not, as yet, identified the additive, the fact someone had succeeded in doctoring the King’s drink revealed a serious breach in security. It should not be able to happen. He was seething no less than Duo, and from the fire in the old man’s eyes, Pagan had decided someone would pay with their life for this affront to Sanc. All thoughts of winning the King to his wooing had faded in a rush of anger sparked by Pagan’s briefing. As much as he would like to hunt, Wu Fei wanted more to ensure Milliardo was alive and not suffering the effects of whatever had been secreted in the drink. Duo would be as divided as he between wanting to hunt and wanting to assure himself immediately of the King’s continuing health. Given Heero was already on the job of hunting down the perpetrators and identifying the poison, he supposed he should not feel guilt about hastening his butt out of the Grand Hall and finding the King in his suite. “Someone’s going to fucking pay for this.” Dark eyes sought out blue and Wu Fei winced. It appeared he was a little more cool headed than Duo at this stage of the proceedings. There were definitely signs of Shinigami lurking just below the surface, and he would not give out much hope for the survival for any suspect unfortunate enough to be brought to Duo’s attention. “Keep the King under observation. I have requested a physician to monitor his condition and I will keep you informed of events.” ~ * ~ |
