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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 + Chocolate Notes: Challenge 110. Baby Series 3 #99. Takes
place at approximately the same time as Pagan. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
this fic.
Sinfully Wonderful It was no good, she could not sleep. Was insomnia a Peacecraft trait? Looking at the clock Relena sighed. It was not an hour since she had last looked and it seemed to her that hours had gone by. She would be a zombie by noon. //Did I make the wrong decision?// Was that what was keeping her awake? Had she made the wrong choice in refusing the position offered by the President? It was a life changing moment, one that might ruin her political career… not that she really thought she would mind becoming just Relena Darlian, although that would not happen. She could not be Relena Darlian, not since the day she had manoeuvred her brother so he could not refuse the crown. On that day she had trapped herself as neatly as she trapped Milliardo. It was only fair to acknowledge their common shared bond, that of the Peacecraft bloodline and name. She was irrevocably Princess Relena. If she released herself from the title then she would have to release him from the weight of the crown. Sanc's needs came first. What one Peacecraft could do, two should make lighter work. They needed to work together and he had provided her with a means to do just that. To still continue her political aspirations, but to serve Sanc as well. Peace Ambassador was a traditional title with a serious set of responsibilities attached. Milliardo had made it possible for Heero to pay court to her. They would not be able to be together all of the time, but she knew such would have been bad for their relationship. They needed to have a certain distance and still have the proximity to enjoy a courtship. Milliardo had made it possible for them to at least try. With a deep sigh Relena stared at the locked cupboard across from her bed. It was there, the means to quiet her mind. It was in there, she made certain it was every morning, even as she told herself she must not touch. It was a fatal attraction, like a drug addiction. It was dangerous in large quantities and she could never content herself with just the one piece. Once she started she had such a hard time stopping. It was wrong to give in to the urge, but she found herself at the cupboard, the small delicate key in hand and the doors swinging open. It was in her hand, all dark and fancy designs and promising nirvana… //Just one piece.// Sinfully wonderful… It soothed her, made her feel good and quieted the cacophony of thought that kept her awake. Maybe two pieces? Sitting on her bed, the evidence before her of her weakness, Relena sighed. She felt calm and relaxed and she really could enjoy a doze. She would have to be up soon, but she felt she could sleep now. Blue eyes looked down at the empty box and she sighed. "I just know I'm going to gets zits." ~ * ~ |
