Daddy's Little Girl
by Baby Blu 47
AN: TEARJERKER ALERT!
SDA (STANDARD DICLAIMER APPLIES!)
Chapter 4: Uncle Heero?
Heero's eyes shifted nervously from the angered former Shinigami to 'his' daughter. Was she still his daughter. She had adapted Duo's hairstyle.
"Yes. He's your...erm.." The look of heated fire was gone from Duo's face as he fumbled for a response. His pleading violet eyes made Heero jump to logical thinking.
"I'm your uncle." He said. Duo seemed to let air out of his chest lightly.
"Uncle? Dad?" Nevada raised an eyebrow, backing up away from the two men.
"Yeah. He's your Uncle sweety. Uncle Heero." Duo's anger seemed to be rising again as he rolled the name on his tongue like dirt.
"How come we have no pictures of you? How come I've never heard of you?" Nevada asked, cocking her head. SHe turned her direction on her father, nervousness coursing through his body.
"I don't know. I visited you when you were three." Heero said hoping the reply would be enough.
"How come you were fighting?" Nevada asked again. Her blue eyes started blazing.
"We were playing kiddo. No harm in that. We play around all the time. Don't we Hee- chan." Heero watched Duo's face blaze as if in fire.
"Dad. I'm not some stupid little 7 year old. I know you guys were fighting. Why?" Nevada crossed her arms this time a large amount of resentment showing for both of them.
"We had a slight disagreement a long time ago. There, ya happy? Now go into the house. Uncle Heero won't be staying." Duo turned to look at the young girl. His violet eyes tried so very hard not to give away his lie. Soon, she would find out, If not by Heero or him, then Hilde.
Heero tried to hide his longing for the girl. He had just saved her from rape and she doesn't even know that she is his own flesh and blood. A strong Peacraft, a Proud Yuy. Not a Maxwell..Never.
Nevada's steely glare surprised her fathers. Duo set his lips into a thin line and put his fists on his hips. Her glare cleared like a storm yielding to sunlight. She smiled.
"Why go in the house is Uncey Heero isn't staying? I want to spend some time with him!" Nevada walked over to Heero grabbing his leather-covered arm and pulling him towards the house.
"Nevada!" Duo called. She smirked.
"He's a guest right? Why not lead him inside?" As Nevada led Heero away her smile turned to a distasteful frown.
"Not one word to my parent's about what happened in the park, got it?" She turned to him, a feigned smile plastered to her features.
"Scouts honour." He answered in a monotone voice.
"Sheesh. For a guy who plays a lot, You sure sound bored." Nevada opened the door for him. Heero hesitantly looked in the house wondering in duo had the guts to come and throw him down the steps.
"Go in. The floors not going to swallow you up. Dad, You coming?" Duo nodded his head in solemn defeat. He tossed his bangs out of the way catching a glimpse of the clouding sky. Just another outlook on his ever curving life.
by Baby Blu 47
AN: TEARJERKER ALERT!
SDA (STANDARD DICLAIMER APPLIES!)
Chapter 4: Uncle Heero?
Heero's eyes shifted nervously from the angered former Shinigami to 'his' daughter. Was she still his daughter. She had adapted Duo's hairstyle.
"Yes. He's your...erm.." The look of heated fire was gone from Duo's face as he fumbled for a response. His pleading violet eyes made Heero jump to logical thinking.
"I'm your uncle." He said. Duo seemed to let air out of his chest lightly.
"Uncle? Dad?" Nevada raised an eyebrow, backing up away from the two men.
"Yeah. He's your Uncle sweety. Uncle Heero." Duo's anger seemed to be rising again as he rolled the name on his tongue like dirt.
"How come we have no pictures of you? How come I've never heard of you?" Nevada asked, cocking her head. SHe turned her direction on her father, nervousness coursing through his body.
"I don't know. I visited you when you were three." Heero said hoping the reply would be enough.
"How come you were fighting?" Nevada asked again. Her blue eyes started blazing.
"We were playing kiddo. No harm in that. We play around all the time. Don't we Hee- chan." Heero watched Duo's face blaze as if in fire.
"Dad. I'm not some stupid little 7 year old. I know you guys were fighting. Why?" Nevada crossed her arms this time a large amount of resentment showing for both of them.
"We had a slight disagreement a long time ago. There, ya happy? Now go into the house. Uncle Heero won't be staying." Duo turned to look at the young girl. His violet eyes tried so very hard not to give away his lie. Soon, she would find out, If not by Heero or him, then Hilde.
Heero tried to hide his longing for the girl. He had just saved her from rape and she doesn't even know that she is his own flesh and blood. A strong Peacraft, a Proud Yuy. Not a Maxwell..Never.
Nevada's steely glare surprised her fathers. Duo set his lips into a thin line and put his fists on his hips. Her glare cleared like a storm yielding to sunlight. She smiled.
"Why go in the house is Uncey Heero isn't staying? I want to spend some time with him!" Nevada walked over to Heero grabbing his leather-covered arm and pulling him towards the house.
"Nevada!" Duo called. She smirked.
"He's a guest right? Why not lead him inside?" As Nevada led Heero away her smile turned to a distasteful frown.
"Not one word to my parent's about what happened in the park, got it?" She turned to him, a feigned smile plastered to her features.
"Scouts honour." He answered in a monotone voice.
"Sheesh. For a guy who plays a lot, You sure sound bored." Nevada opened the door for him. Heero hesitantly looked in the house wondering in duo had the guts to come and throw him down the steps.
"Go in. The floors not going to swallow you up. Dad, You coming?" Duo nodded his head in solemn defeat. He tossed his bangs out of the way catching a glimpse of the clouding sky. Just another outlook on his ever curving life.