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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: Duo + Wu Fei, Milliardo + Stephen Notes: Challenge 103. Baby Series 3 #78. Takes
place a few minutes after Duo's Priorities. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
this fic.
Tied To The Land First thing was first, of course. They needed to return Milliardo and Stephen safely, preferably with no one the wiser for their little sojourn. The sun was dipping toward the horizon and the heat of the day was cooling with the advent of a rising breeze. After Sanc's chill wind this was remarkably pleasant, however it brought with it the reminder of time passing. Neither Duo nor Wu Fei wanted to disturb Milliardo. He sat beneath the old olive tree with Stephen sleeping, curled protectively in his arms. It was debatable if the King was awake, his head was lowered and long bangs shielded his face. Duo made his way to Wu Fei who was seemingly absorbed in studying the architecture of the church and as he approached Wu Fei turned, smiling in greeting. "Time to go, yes?" "I think its time we made a move." To Duo's delight Chang stepped inside his personal space and slipped his arms around his waist, feathering a kiss across his lips in the process. "Do not die on me, Maxwell. I find… I have lost enough. I want to live… with you and with them. I do not wish to mourn as he does." "Hey, first priority is teach him to live again. It's just going to take a little time. He got over Treize and moved on; it just took him a while. Some people need more time than others and he's worth waiting for, don't you agree?" "He looks so… not quite broken but…" Duo glanced at the figure seated beneath the tree's twisted old limbs. "I don't think he's breaking, Wu Fei, I think he's gathering strength for what is to come. Winter in Sanc does not allow him to find a solitary place where he can be undisturbed and do a bit of thinking. Soul searching, even. He's doing more than saying goodbye to Lucrezia, I think. He's drawing strength from the survivor he's leaning against and preparing to use that strength to turn things around." Wu Fei studied Duo with quiet contemplation, noting the deepening blush at his silence from Duo revealing so much of his thoughts. Maxwell had never really struck him as the philosophical sort, but what he said seemed to fit so well with the stillness of the King. "How old do you think the tree is?" "A few hundred years from what I was told. It's seen a lot of things and survived it all." "In Sanc, according to legend, the Kings were once nature priests, bound to the earth and the cycles of the sun and moon. They claim the Peacecrafts are tied to the land, and by nature make the land their first priority. If the land thrives, the people thrive." "I've heard that. If you needed a symbol of survival it would have to be that old tree, and I guess Milliardo, Sanc's Druid King," Duo grinned, "would understand the language of a survivor, being one himself." ~ * ~ |
