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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: Relena + Milliardo Notes: Challenge 105. Baby Series 3 #82. Takes
place approximately two hours following Waypoints. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
this fic.
More Precious Than Gold "Milliardo? Can I come in?" "Always, sister." Relena decided he looked tired but at peace. Pagan had informed her of his return and she had allowed time to settle Stephen before arriving at his door. "You should be in bed, Relena." "So should you. Are you alright?" He had showered and changed into a heavy winter nightrobe of deep burgundy trimmed with gold braid. It set off the paleness of his hair and the firelight from the hearth lent his skin a deeper golden hue. "I'm well enough. Why are you awake at this hour?" "I just wanted to be sure you were alright when you retuned. Pagan covered your absence so thoroughly it was hours before I realized you were missing." "I should have been here." "Nonsense, you were exactly where you should have been, doing exactly what it was you needed to be doing. You required the day for yourself, Milliardo. Just you and Stephen. I know I have not been fair to you, pushing you onto the throne as…" His finger pressed to her lips, effectively silencing her and his hair shimmered gold, far darker than its usual pale mass, a lock slipping over his shoulder as he bent his head, pressing his lips to her forehead. "Done is done, Relena. We can never go back to what was. We have to look toward the future, taking lessons from the past where we need. Change has to come and we simply have to move with the times." "You never wanted to be King." "I was born to be who and what I am. That may not be who I think I am and it has nothing to do with what I deserve or desire. It simply is the need of the hour, the need of the day and the pause before change gives us direction." "You were wasting your life, but we should have given you more time to adjust to Noin's death. You needed to mourn her." "I have never stopped mourning her, or Treize, but I can't live in the past any more than you can. I need to move on and let the dead lie, and remember what we had. One should never forget but treasure the memories; they are more precious than gold. I have to live and having people who care for me give me a timely push is more of a blessing than curse." "So we haven't driven you to distraction yet?" "I am afraid not. It seems it takes a lot to have me howling in despair." "Ah. Well, I suggest you get some sleep. We have to be up in around four hours." "I've asked Pagan to take care of that. I think I can sleep tonight and I'd like to get at least five hours in." Relena arched an eyebrow. "Five hours? Why brother, you will have people think you are a lay-a-bed!" Milliardo smirked. "You had best take a good seven hours, sister dearest." "Why?" "Beauty sleep." ~ * ~ |
