My Last Name

By Neph Champion and Ammie Hawk

Disclaimer: We don't own any of this! If anything, our muse, Duo owns us for we are at his tender mercies.

Summary: A few years after the Eve Wars, a hit comes up on the FRA database for two of the former Gundam pilots. Not your usual family arrangements. Yaoi, Mpreg, language, mentions of abuse.

Ammie: Okay, so this is the first joint fic we've decided to post. The story is already finished... it just needs to be edited. I am trying to get to it, but Real Life does interrupt so I can't promise regular updates... Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

Neph: We had a lot of fun writing this, we hope that you enjoy it as much as we enjoyed writing it.

Chapter 1: Family Ties

Quatre Raberba Winner sat at his desk in the Preventers London branch, looking over the results of the DNA test in front of him again. This couldn't be possible. But there it was in black and white, glaring up at him.

"Trowa!" he hoped the other was in the area, otherwise he'd have to go hunting for him.

"What is it, love?" the unibanged former pilot stuck his head into the blonde's office, looking worried.

"T-this is impossible..." Quatre shoved the papers in his lover's face. "We know he's dead."

Trowa took the papers and held them back so he could actually read them. However, the further he went down the page, the more his eyes widened in disbelief.

"How?" he shook his head slightly.

"I don't know!" the blonde ran his hand through his hair in frustration, it didn't make any sense. "Lily was killed four years ago and the house was destroyed, no one would've been able to survive that!"

"We need to speak with Lady Une," Trowa went over and put a soothing hand on his lover's shoulder.

Quatre nodded, pushing to his feet, "Something's not right here."

"We'll figure it out," the former Heavyarms pilot said, turning and walking with the blonde out the door.

They made their way through the building to Lady Une's office which was located on the top floor. No one dared disturb the pair of them as they made their way up through the floors, they were too high ranking. This didn't stop people from gawking at them though. Seeing any of the former Gundam pilots was a treat, seeing more than one was something to behold.

Lady Anne Une was sitting at her desk, going over the weekly budget reports, unaware of the turmoil brewing within the very building. Her head shot up when she heard a series of sharp taps on her door. Who would be bothering her now? Without calling in first?

"Enter," she frowned.

Trowa and Quatre walked in to the office and sat down in the chairs across from her, the small blonde slipping the paper in his hands across her desk. With a raised brow, she picked it up and began reading through it. It seemed to be a standard letter from the Family Reconstruction Act branch.

"What seems to be the problem, gentlemen?" she quirked a brow, this shouldn't be on her desk.

"It says that the child in question is our son," Quatre took a deep calming breath.

"And that is a problem, why?" she looked at them both for a moment. "Other than the obvious of course."

"Our son is dead," Trowa explained quietly.

"How is it that you even have a son?" she scoffed.

"We forgot to use protection," the blonde offered, blushing brilliantly.

She gave them a disbelieving look. "Men cannot have children," she deadpanned.

"There are special cases," the unibanged teen sighed. "We, myself and Quatre, happen to fall within those guidelines."

"I see," she shook her head, not really understanding but not willing to argue with the two boys. "And why do you believe that he is dead?"

"I gave birth to him in the middle of the Eve Wars," Quatre explained. "I had to leave him with one of my sisters and her husband. They were both killed a little over a year later."

"When we went to see what happened during a lull in our missions," Trowa shook his head, "we found the house completely destroyed."

"I see," she nodded, still trying to wrap her head around the new information, not even sure if she believed it. "If you want, I can have the child brought in for further testing."

"Yes, please," the blonde gave her a hopeful look which she couldn't have denied even if she wanted to.

"I'll send a pair of agents to retrieve him immediately," she rubbed her temples, she was getting a headache.

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Duo Maxwell, former Gundam pilot turned Preventer agent, looked from the houses to the address on the sheet of paper in his hands. They all looked the fucking same!

"How the hell are we going to find this place?" he turned to look at his partner, who was driving.

"Look at the numbers on the boxes," his partner, Wufei Chang, rolled his eyes.

The braided agent pouted as he looked out the window and began scanning the boxes, "The numbers are..."

He stopped short as they heard yelling coming from across the street. Both turned and saw a fat whale of a man who was shaking, what looked like, a small bundle of rags next to one of the houses. Duo, who's hearing was honed better than his partner's due to his upbringing on the streets, heard the unmistakable sound of something in distress. He threw his door open and was out of the vehicle before the other agent had a chance to stop.

He sprinted over to the man and removed the bundle from his reach, knocking him to the ground as he did so. As he picked it up, he realized it wasn't rags as he had already suspected, but nor was it an animal, it was a child! He cradled the chibi to his chest with one arm as he pulled his gun and leveled it at the man who was red faced with rage.

"05!" he called for his partner.

"02, that was unnecessary force," Wufei frowned, not seeing the child in the braided man's arms.

Duo pulled the rags away from the child's face, showing the former Shenlong pilot just why he felt that type of force was necessary. "Arrest that pig," Shinigami hissed, coming to the foreground. "He doesn't even deserve the title of man."

"That's a child?" Wufei stared in incredulous disbelief.

"Ya think?" amethyst eyes narrowed into a glare. "Now get that piece of filth out of here before I shoot him. I'll walk the street looking for the other house."

The Chinese agent nodded, pulling a set of cuffs off his belt, "Sir, you are under arrest."

Duo carried his precious cargo around to the front of the house, the child didn't need to see what happened to that swine. "It's okay, kiddo," he cooed. "I've got ya. Nothing's gonna hurt you ever again."

The child whimpered once more before finally opening his eyes and looking up at Duo.

"Huh?" the braided man smiled, flicking the bangs away from the chibi's face. "You got eyes like Tro-man's."

When he finally reached the front of the house, he saw a horse-faced woman standing on the porch looking around to see what was going on. Duo frowned, she didn't seem at all worried that he, a complete stranger, had the child in his arms at all. His eyes landed on the house number, well it seemed this was the place they were looking for.

"Madam," he cleared his throat, "might I have a word?"

"Of course, officer," she simpered, until her eyes landed on the bundle in his arms. "What did he do now?"

"Nothing," amethyst orbs narrowed dangerously. "I found him being beaten."

"That unnatural freak deserves everything he gets," she sniffed indignantly. "Now if you'll put him down, he has chores to do."

"Really?" he scoffed. "I'm afraid that I can't do that, lady. There are some tests that need to be done, as such, he will be coming with me and my partner." He held the chibi closer to his chest, not trusting this woman.

"Fine, take him away then," she waved him off dismissively. "I always knew he'd be taken to a lab and experimented on. He's always been an unnatural freak. He's like my freak of a brother in that regard."

Duo blinked, that was news to him, "Who's your brother?"

"It doesn't matter who my brother is," she glared nastily. "Just take the freak and go."

"Oh yes it does," Duo snarled. "Tell me!" Shinigami was close under the surface and he was having a difficult time keeping him in check.

At that moment, Wufei rounded the house, with the tub of lard at gunpoint. The woman shrieked and rushed to the man's side.

"Will you answer now, Lady?" the braided man smirked evilly.

"What have you done to my husband?" she threw her arms around the pig that dared call himself a man.

"He is under arrest for child abuse," Duo told her with no small amount of sadistic pleasure.

"Preposterous," she shook her head emphatically. "We did nothing wrong!"

"The condition of this child says differently, Lady," the former Deathscythe pilot snarled, before he turned to his partner. "Place her under arrest as well."

Wufei nodded, reaching for his extra pair of cuffs.

"Noooo," she shrieked, taking off in the direction of the house. "My baby! I can't leave my baby!"

Duo pulled out his cellphone and hit speed dial seven, "We need backup!"

"Take the kid," Wufei tossed the keys to his partner, who caught them deftly. "I'll deal with these idiots, till back up arrives.

The former Deathscythe pilot nodded. He made his way over to the car and placed the little chibi in the back, where a child seat had already been put in for this occasion.

"Hey kiddo, we're getting out of here, okay?" he ruffled the raven locks.

Those startling green eyes opened again and looked at him in confusion, "What about Aunt Tuney?"

"She's coming later," he smiled sadly.

The chibi nodded, his eyes filled with fear. Duo jumped in the driver's seat and drove away. He couldn't stand to look into those haunted eyes, that look did not belong on a child, especially one that young.

"We need to get you taken care of first, kiddo," he explained as he started the engine.