Marimeia's Crush - Babysitting
By West Wind
Disclaimer: I have no claim to any of the GW characters. Only thing that is mine is the story line and any non GW characters.
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Marimeia was exhausted after practice but she had promised Relena that she would baby-sit for her while Trowa, Relena and Heero went to a Preventer dinner. She entered the house and was greeted by Trowa as he came down the stairs fastening his sleeve cuffs.
"You look tired," he observed.
"Long day," she replied
"There is some of Heero's famous lasagna left over in the frig if your hungry."
"Sounds good. I think I will go help myself," she said as she headed to the kitchen.
In the kitchen she found Relena putting dinner in front of her daughter.
"Hi, Marimeia," greeted Relena. "I thought you might be hungry and heated up some lasagna for you."
"Thanks," she replied as she retrieved the plate of food. "Shouldn't you be getting ready?"
"I just had to get Christine her dinner."
"I'll watch her. You go get ready. You don't want to be late."
"Thanks," offered Relena as she headed to her room to get ready.
Marimeia quietly ate her meal while watching Chrisy attempt to use the fork to pick up the food. Marimeia was lost in a state of tiredness when Heero entered the kitchen from his apartment on the back of the house.
"Evening," he said.
"Oh, Heero, hi. Great lasagna," she commented.
He mumbled his thanks. She watched him stalk out of the room and admired how good he looked dressed up and his cute butt. She smiled as he left.
"Wouldn't he die if he knew I was thinking such thoughts about him," she mused.
She was cleaning Chrisy up when the trio was ready to leave. She saw them off. Trowa practically carrying Relena out the door as she keep thinking of things she felt Marimeia needed to know. One would think Relena had never left her children with a baby-sitter before. She and Christine waved good-bye as they pulled out the drive.
"Come play," cheerfully demanded Christine.
The two and a half year old wore Marimeia out, while the five month old played in his crib only wanting fed and changed to keep him content. Marimeia had given up on getting Chrisy to bed, she was too excited about having a baby-sitter and refused to go until mom and dad got home. She finally got her charge to sit down on the couch with her and watch a cartoon movie. Before thirty minutes was up, Christine was fast asleep. Marimeia checked on Nathan in his carrier. He was out as well. She let out a sigh of exhaustion before setting back down on the couch to watch the movie. Within minutes her eyelids began to droop as sleep overtook her.
It was close to midnight when the adults returned. Relena entered the family room to find the children and baby-sitter sleeping soundly. Trowa stepped up behind her.
"You get Christine, and I will get Nathan," she whispered to her spouse.
He nodded his agreement and went to pick up his daughter.
"Daddy?" questioned a sleepy child.
"Go back to sleep, my darling," Trowa cooed as he cradled her in his arms.
Relena tried to gently wake Marimeia before picking up her son, but it was no use. As Relena and Trowa started up the stairs with their children, they passed Heero.
"Heero, would you put Marimeia in the spare bedroom? I will call Lady Une and let her know she is staying here for the night."
Heero nodded his acceptance of the mission and went to complete it. He scooped the girl up in his arms and carried her to the room. Memories of days when the young lady in his arms had been a girl surfaced in his mind. He could not count the number of times he had carried her to bed when she would stay the night. She and Relena would fall asleep watching something, and he would wake Relena to send her to bed and carry Marimeia to her room. It had been a few years since he last had to perform the simple task. He looked down at the child in his arms with a hint of love in his eyes, but had to admit she was not a child any more. She was quickly becoming a young woman and would soon be on her own.
Marimeia began to surface from her sleep and registered she was being carried. She half smiled.
"Just like the old days," she thought.
She had always loved it when Heero had carried her to bed. In her early teens she would fake being asleep just so she could feel his arms around her. She looked back on it as a hopeless ploy of a enamored youth.
She inhaled the cologne he was wearing, and knew it was the one she had given him last Christmas. Heero placed her in the bed and covered her up.
"Thanks, Heero," she muttered before stifling a yawn.
"Any time," he replied before giving her a fatherly kiss on the forehead. "Sleep well."
As she drifted back to sleep she wished that kiss had been planted a little lower on her face.
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