Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. I do own all of my own characters so don't steal them okay?

Warnings: Shonen-ai, maybe shojo-ai, m-preg.

Thank you to: fallenhope, TKM, Clarobell, Chikiopox, Yasei Raiden, unknown, DaughterofDeath, YaoiCyberCat, Mara202, and HeeroMyHeero.

Okay, you guys really have to tell me if you want me to use Triton and Hikaru. You also have to tell me if you want me to use Solo, James, and Meilan. Thank you to those who answered, but I can't stall anymore. I need your answers for the next chapter so please review and tell me okay? As it stands:

Use Hikaru and Triton: 2 for, 1 undecided

Use Solo, James, and Meilan: 2 for, 1 undecided

Oh, about the adding Duo in on the fun. Maybe in my next story. I'm sorry but it would be a little awkward to make him in a threesome with Trowa and Heero with this story line. He will be in a threesome, just not with those two. Well, here's the next chapter!

A Little Secret

Chapter Three: A Reunion of an Interesting Sort

"Heero Yuy, will you marry me?" Heero gaped at Trowa, one hand straying to his stomach. Finally his face took on a soft quality and a small smile spread across his face. "Hai." He answered softly. Trowa smiled and slipped the ring on Heero's right ring finger before kissing him.

"I love you." Trowa murmured when they separated.

"I love you too." Heero murmured back as he stretched his neck up and captured Trowa's lips. When they finally separated Trowa began to make dinner, toast for Heero since he still couldn't hold anything down. Heero watched Trowa cook, his head supported on his hand.

"Is the smell bothering you?" Trowa asked in concern, turning to face his fiancé.

"No, it's fine." Heero answered calmly, he looked like he was in deep thought. Trowa gave a small smile and turned back to where he was making himself a grilled cheese sandwich. Finally Heero asked the question that had been bothering him. "How long have you been planning this?"

"To be honest, since the first day I saw you when you self destructed in Wing." Trowa answered back. Heero raised an eyebrow at him and he continued. "That's actually why I saved you. I thought you were beautiful so I picked you up in Heavyarms."

Heero started to laugh at that and Trowa soon joined him. Heero shook his head. "You were actually planning on marrying me in the middle of a war?"

"Hey, you need something to fight for." The tall clown answered as he placed Heero's plate in front of him and grabbed his own before sitting back down. His small love smiled and shook his head in a manner that clearly said, 'you're pathetic you know that?'

"Seriously." Heero said and Trowa looked up.

"I am, but if you mean when did I get the nerve to plan on buying the ring... right after the Mariemaia incident..." The tall clown blushed. "I guess you could say I've been saving up for awhile." Heero tilted his head with a soft look in his eyes.

"Hn." He said. This particular 'hn' meant 'I really, really love you.' Trowa's face then formed the expression that clearly stated. 'You're worth it.'

"We are going to have to tell Quatre, Duo, and Wufei eventually." Trowa remarked.

"I know..." Heero trailed off. He began to break his toast into small pieces before popping them into his mouth. "But I don't think we should tell them... everything... at one time. The shock will give Duo a heart attack."

"Not to mention what would happen to poor Wufei. He'd get off light with just a heart attack." Trowa added. The Japanese teen nodded in agreement. "What time do you get out of class tomorrow?"

"Ten, but you don't get off work till one." Heero answered.

"Hm..." The tall Latino thought as he finished up his dinner. "Well, we both have Sunday open. We can always call them then."

"Yes." Heero replied. He then shifted in an uncomfortable way. "Um... can we have the wedding after the baby is born, or before I start to show? You know how Relena is, she'll invite someone to go with her and I don't want to have to explain how I managed to gain forty pounds in only my stomach area." His lover laughed at the image and nodded.

"All right. I'm sure five minutes after we tell Quatre he'll start planning the whole thing." Trowa remarked.

"You're counting on that fact aren't you?" The small pilot asked.

"Of course." Trowa said with a shrug. Heero shook his head as the two began to clean up. They both then stood looking down at the large pile of books.

"...Well, we can always start at the top and work our way down..." Heero suggested.

"The next time you get pregnant we are not getting more books." Trowa muttered.

"Next time?" Heero asked, turning to face Trowa. One hand was resting on his flat stomach. "What do you mean next time?"

"Just being prepared incase in the future we do decide to have another child." Trowa said with a shrug. Heero nodded and grabbed the stack of books and the two moved to sit on the couch. Well... Trowa was sitting on the couch and Heero was lying with his head in his lover's lap.

"I love you." Heero whispered.

"I love you too." Trowa murmured. He put a hand on Heero's stomach and gently rubbed it before opening to the first page and began to read it out loud. Let's just say that by the time they finished chapter one both boys were blushing bright red and planning the death of a certain blonde doctor.


"Good Morning Heero." Molly greeted the next day.

"Morning Molly." Heero answered with a small smile. He was wearing a white long-sleeved button up collard shirt, despite the hot weather. As pale and tired as Heero looked from his morning sickness there was still a certain radiance to him that morning.

"What did the doctor say?" Molly asked in concern, twirling a black curl around one finger.

"That I can return to work and school." Heero answered with a half smile. "I just have to take it easy for a little while."

"What did I tell you?" Molly said with a smile. Heero smirked back and walked in the back to put his bag away and to grab an apron.

An hour later Heero was taking the order of the men from the day before. The man who flirted with him was wearing a gray tank top showing off his muscles and tattoo of a red heart with an arrow through it. It seems that though he had been rejected it just made the beefy man more determined to win a date with the beautiful Heero.

"Hey beautiful." The man said with a wink. Heero controlled the strong impulses to roll his eyes and to punch the man, or better yet roll his eyes while punching the man. All three were attributed to his upbringing and his hormones.

"Good morning." Heero answered back. "May I take your order?"

"Yeah, I'll take your number." The man said in a flirtatious tone. He licked his lips. "I'll even give you a big tip." I'll give you a tip. Shut that mouth of yours before I kick your ass out the window. Heero thought to himself. He swiftly counted to ten in French, Japanese, English, German, Chinese, and Spanish before breathing out deeply.

"I'm sorry but I am taken. What would you like to order?" Heero asked.

"I won't tell if you won't..." The man suggested. Heero gave out a frustrated sigh.

"I'm not interested. Now would you like to order some food?" Heero asked, his voice falling into a monotone.

"If you'll agree to go on one date with me." The man bribed.

"Come on Archie, leave 'em alone. He's not interested." One of his friends commented.

"Shut it Richie, can't you see I'm working?" Archie snapped before turning back to Heero. Will not snap. will not snap, willnotsnapwillnotsnapwillnotsnapwillnot-

"Excuse me." Heero said in a choked up voice. His frustration had made him feel like crying again. He quickly fled from the table and walked into the bathroom to wash his face and calm down. Once he got himself back under control he exited and went back to take their orders.

Thankfully Archie had left to go find him and wasn't at the table. "May I take your order?" Heero sighed out.

"Sure. The banana pancakes please." One man said.

"And, I'll have blueberry waffles." The other said. He gave Heero a sympathetic look. "Don't mind Arch, he just doesn't take no for an answer." Heero shot him a half smile and nodded.

"Will that be all?" Both men nodded. "Thank you, your meals will be here shortly." He quickly walked into the kitchen as he saw Archie come back to his friends.

"Hard morning H?" The cook asked. All of the staff liked the quiet young man. He may not be very social, and didn't smile that often; but he was always willing to help others. He would help with any menial task whether it be to run to the florist three blocks down to pick up a bouquet of red roses for the person's wife. To picking up every single penny if the donation jar got knocked over and adding a few cents, even it meant walking to his other job.

"Yeah." Heero answered as he put the order on the turnstile and leaned against the counter for a bit. "Do you need me to pick up anything for you today Jerry?"

"Nah, I got it covered. But thanks for the offer." Jerry answered as he flipped a pancake. "How many people asked for your phone number?"

"Twelve including a married man, his wife, and a nun." Heero answered back with a sigh as Jerry chuckled and shook his head in amusement.

"How was the doctor's appointment?"

"It was okay." Heero answered. "I had a couple blood tests done but other than that it was fine."

"That's good. How're things with your boy?" Jerry asked. Like at his other work place everyone at Molly's dinner knew that Heero and Trowa were dating. The few who didn't agree with that relationship didn't say a thing not wanting to risk their jobs. Heero's lips twitched up in the corner and Jerry laughed. "That good huh?"

"Hn." Heero answered. "I better go back to work. I'll see you later Jer."

"See ya." Jerry answered as he handed Heero a plate of food for him to deliver to one of the tables.


"Heero, Trowa's here." Molly called. Heero looked up from where he was setting down a woman's plate of eggs, bacon, and hash brown. He frowned seeing the said Latino walking in. He turned to the woman.

"Do you need anything else?" The woman shook her head, gazing at him in obvious interest. "Okay, have a nice meal." He walked over to his lover and tilted his head to the side.
"Tro? What are you doing up so early?" He asked in concern. "Is everything okay?" His lover smiled and nodded.

"Just thought I'd stop bye and get breakfast before class." Trowa answered.

"On the other side of the city?" Heero raised a brow. Trowa just shrugged as Heero handed him a menu and seated him at an empty table. "I'll be back to take your order in a second."

"Okay." The tall Latino looked down at his menu. His head whipped up as he saw that a man was talking to Heero and that his little love was getting very upset.

"I told you sir. I am not interested. I'm already taken." Heero was saying. He looked really distressed and Trowa knew that if he weren't at work he would have already punched the man out.

Rage flowed through his body as the man continued to force himself upon his fiancé. He stood up in a swift and graceful motion, his face back to its old emotionless mask. He stalked over to his lover looking for the world like an angry lion that wanted to rip out the throat of the thing that entered its territory. His eyes narrowed to green slits as he saw the man caress Heero's stomach and Heero flinch away.

"Is there a problem here?" He asked in a cold and dangerous voice. Heero shot him a grateful look and he nodded once before turning back to Archie.

"There wasn't until you showed up." Archie said, turning to face Trowa. They were the same height but Trowa looked a lot thinner.

"It looks to me like you were harassing this waiter." Trowa tilted his head in Heero's direction.

"Then you saw wrong. Right babe?" Archie asked Heero. He didn't wait for an answer. "So why don't you just get to steppin and mind your own business." Trowa grabbed the man by the front of his dark gray tank top and lifted him off his feet. A great feat considering that the man looked to be two times his size.

"Listen you asshole. This is my business. If you touch my boyfriend again than I will make death seem like a blessing to you." Trowa hissed before letting the man go to fall onto his butt. He turned to face Heero. "Are you okay baby?" Heero nodded and his eyes widened as Archie made to lunge at Trowa.

Of course, Trowa was expecting that. He kicked the man quite hard in the groin without turning around. "Are you sure?" The tall Latino asked without changing expressions. Heero nodded again, one hand straying to his stomach where his unborn child lay within the flat surface.

"Yeah. My shift is over now." He remarked. Trowa nodded and turned to Molly who had watched the whole thing with raised brows.

"I'm not sorry for hitting him but I apologize that I didn't drag him outside of your restaurant Molly." Trowa said.

"That's... all right..." Molly trailed off. "Just take him outside next time okay, Trowa?" The tall clown gave a half smile and nodded and turned as Heero came back from putting his apron away and grabbing his bag.

"I'll walk you to work Heero." Trowa remarked. Heero rolled his eyes and snorted but followed his fiancé out the door anyway. Both boys waved to Molly as they went. She laughed at their antics.

"That's still on the other side of the city Trowa." Heero was saying.

"True. But I want to be the one to knock out the next person who hits on you like that." Trowa said. The bell rang as the door shut behind the two.


"Hey Hee-kun." Hillary greeted her friend as he walked into class many hours later. "Did you and Tro get it on last night or something."

"What would make you say that?" Heero asked with a raised brow as he took his seat and grabbed his notebook from his bag and started copying the notes from the day before. (He didn't really need them as he had learned this stuff when he was four but for the sake of looks he recopied the notes.)

"You are totally glowing." Hillary answered.

"Glowing?" Heero asked without looking up from his notes.

"Yes, glowing. You look like you got la- Holy freaking Hell!" Hillary gasped. Heero looked up with a raised brow. Hillary grabbed his right hand and pulled it forward, scrutinizing the golden band around his ring finger. "You're engaged?!" She nearly shrieked. Heero looked around to see everyone staring at them.

"Shh." Heero hissed, glaring at the students until they turned around again. Then he gave a smile as if he couldn't contain it. "Yes, I'm engaged." he added.

"Did he propose? When was this? Where did it happen? Why didn't you call me? When's the wedding?" Hillary asked.

"Yes, he proposed. Yesterday, at home, I was busy, and we don't know yet." Heero answered. "Now stop asking me questions. Professor Lanchet is here."


"Crawling in my skin. These wounds they will not heal." Duo Maxwell sang as he walked towards the living room. "Fear is how I fall. Confusing what is real." His wide violet eyes glowed in cheerfulness out of a handsome heart-shaped face. His mouth was in it's normal devil-may-care grin and his long chestnut braid bounced and twitched like the tail of a cat by his thighs. He was dressed all in black with black slacks and his normal black priest's shirt.

The vidphone rang as he passed by so he answered it. "Hello, this is the Winner, Maxwell, and Chang residence. If you are looking to buy a pizza you have the wrong number."

"Well, then it's good I'm not buying a pizza." A familiar voice said.

"Trowa my man! How are ya doin?" Duo asked with a grin as he saw his old war buddy.

"I am doing fine. Listen, I have to tell you guys something. Is Quatre and Wufei there?" Trowa asked.

"Sure, let me go get 'em. Be right back." Duo answered and walked off to find his significant others in the giant Winner mansion. After getting lost a few times and taking a few wrong turns he managed to find both of the boys he was searching for. They were in a very heated make out session and Duo smirked.

He snuck up on them, using the stealth he was known for. He stopped right behind the couch his two lovers were flopped down on and sucked in a deep breath of air. "BOOOM!" He yelled. Both boys were so startled that they fell off the couch and onto the hard wood floor.

"Duo!" Chang Wufei snapped after he and Quatre untangled themselves. His tilted onyx eyes were promising death out of his handsome rounded face. His small mouth was pursed. Wufei's hair was a shiny ebony color and cut shoulder length but he always wore it in a tight ponytail at the back of his neck.

"That was uncalled for Duo." Quatre said with a small frown on his angelic face as he rubbed his head where he had hit it when he landed. His wide Aquamarine eyes were narrowed slightly and his mouth was also pursed into an unhappy line. Added with his soft pale blonde hair Quatre looked like all of the clichés of an angel, albeit an angry one.

"Sorry, but the opportunity presented itself." Duo said with a smirk. "Anyway, Trowa's on the phone. He says he has to tell us something."

"Trowa?" Quatre asked tilting his head. "It must be something important than."

"Right, but I don't remember how to get to the phone. I think it was by the kitchen." Duo remarked. Quatre laughed and grabbed onto both of his lovers before leading them back in the direction the braided boy had come from. "Hi Trowa, how are you doing?"

"I'm fine." Trowa answered. "How are you guys doing?"

"Great, until this braided baka interrupted." Wufei muttered and Trowa laughed and shook his head in admonishment.

"So what did you want to tell us?" Quatre asked. Trowa blushed slightly but he looked happy enough.

"Let me guess... you have a boyfriend!" Duo teased.

"Close, but not quite." Trowa answered. That got the attention of his friends and they stared raptly at him.

"Well then what is it?" Wufei finally broke in.

"I'm getting married." Trowa answered.

There you go! Sorry for not updating in a long time but school started and I have been totally swamped with homework. Oh well... Please don't forget to tell me if you want Hikaru, Triton, Solo, Meilan, and James. Please Review! Flames are welcome!