Disclaimer: Nope. Still don't own 'em. But I'll let you know if I ever do.
Warnings: 5xH pairing, yaoi pairings, yuri pairings (Catherine and Dorothy drop by! Yay! ^__^), sillyness, pregnant lady.
"Miracles will happen as we speak…" – Seal.Miracles – A Someone Else's Star Story – Chapter Two
~ Cherry Blossom ~
Hilde woke to faint rays of sunlight warming her face. Slowly she opened her eyes and blinked, vaguely confused but extremely well rested.
'Hmm…I smell bacon, maybe 'Fei's making breakfast.'
A lazy smile crawled across her face and then disappeared once she realized the implications of that thought.
'Wait a minute…breakfast! I must have slept through the night! Why didn't anyone wake me up, dammit? Now I'm going to seem like an ungrateful host or something.'
Hilde growled softly and rolled over on her side, swinging her legs to the very edge of the bed in an attempt to gain some leverage to help her get up. Her hugely rounded belly wasn't helping matters and her back ached with the attempt. She ended up flopping around helplessly for a few minutes.
"This is ridiculous," Hilde sighed, grasping the side of the bed and dragging her self sideways in a slow crawl.
A muffled laugh greeted her ears. Unable to see who it was from her position, Hilde scowled and called out, "I know I look like an idiot! So get your ass over here and help me before I fall out of this damn bed!"
The soft pad of footsteps against thick carpet grew closer and Hilde found herself looking at a pair of long legs swathed in black slacks.
'Hmm…not bad,' Hilde thought, licking her lips. And then the figure crouched down, totally ruining the view. Now Hilde's eyes connected with a pair of brightly shining dark orbs, sparkling with concealed laughter.
"Do you require some assistance, wife?"
"Shaddup and give me a hand will ya?" Hilde muttered, glaring at her husband.
Wufei held out his hand and grasped Hilde's arm, slipping another hand around her back to support her weight. Then he pulled forward gently, successfully bringing Hilde to a standing position. Once she was securely on her feet Hilde shoved Wufei away, whacking him hard in the shoulder.
"Oww…" Wufei said, rubbing his shoulder indignantly. "What was that for?"
"For laughing at me! And for not waking me up! I thought you were going to get me when it was time to put the star on the tree? You broke your promise!" Hilde said, pouting.
Wufei smirked and picked up the shawl lying on the bedpost, draping it carefully over Hilde's shoulders.
"But I didn't, airen. We have yet to put the star on the tree. You were sleeping so peacefully nobody wanted to wake you, so we decided to put off decorating until the morning."
"…Oh," Hilde said, feeling a bit foolish. "I'm sorry 'Fei, I didn't mean to snap at you. It's just hormones."
"I know," Wufei said, leading Hilde out of the room. "Believe me, I know."
"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?"
"Er…nothing, dear."
"Thought so."
Hilde's stomach took that moment to growl loudly. Blushing, Hilde placed a hand over her swelled abdomen.
"Hungry?" Wufei guessed.
"Yeah, and little nameless is too. What is that heavenly smell?"
"Breakfast. Heero's commandeering mission: omelet. He's got everybody helping."
Hilde's eyes grew wide with alarm.
"Even Quatre?"
Wufei snickered and patted Hilde's hand, consolingly. "Don't worry. Heero's restricted him to chopping vegetables. I'm sure this won't be a repeat of last time."
Hilde sighed in relief and smiled at him. "It's not that I don't trust Quatre. He was only trying to help. But I don't think the kitchen could survive a repeat performance of his chicken caccitore."
Wufei chuckled as they entered the kitchen. "I don't think Trowa's eyebrows could survive another round either."
"What was that?" Trowa asked, pausing in his separating of eggshells to look up at the entering couple.
"Nothing," Wufei said, shaking his head.
Trowa shrugged and went back to cracking eggs, keeping an eye on his blond lover who was beside him, chopping peppers very carefully, an intense look of concentration on his face.
On the other side of the room Duo was pouring huge glasses of orange juice and singing along to the radio playing in the background. Sometimes dancing over to the stove to give his boyfriend a pinch in the butt. Heero paying no attention to him, keeping his focus on creating the perfect omelet, brandishing the spatula like a weapon.
Hilde giggled at the sight and Duo bounced up to her, grinning widely.
"It's about time you got up Hilde! I would've had to eat your omelet if you'd slept in any longer," he exclaimed.
Wufei snorted and tugged gently on the braid slung half-hazardly over the energetic Shinigami's shoulder.
"You say that like you would have minded."
Duo pretended to be hurt for a few moments before breaking into an excited smile and placing a hand to Hilde's stomach.
"And how's little nameless this morning? Still alive in there?"
"Alive and kicking," Hilde replied, grimacing as the baby inside her gave a fair demonstration of Tai Bo. "And probably hungry."
"Well then by all means, sit down and eat. We're almost done here."
"Ouch!"
All heads turned to the source of the cry where Quatre stood, his finger in his mouth. Instantly Trowa was at his side, pulling at the hand.
"Let me see," he said, grabbing a clean cloth from the cupboard to wrap the injured finger in.
"Tro~wa," Quatre protested, trying to take back his hand, "It's not that bad. Only a little cut."
But Trowa refused to listen to him, bringing the boy over to the sink to rinse off the bloody finger. Quatre sighed and allowed his boyfriend to fuss over him, slightly enjoying the attention.
Hilde waddled over to the counter where the kitchen first-aid kit was kept and took out some band-aids, handing them over to Trowa who took one and tenderly wrapped it around the small cut, kissing the bandaged finger.
Quatre blushed a cute red shade and rolled his eyes. "Honestly Trowa, you can be so silly sometimes."
"And you should be more careful," Trowa admonished. "Were you trying to cut your finger off?"
"Tro~wa! It wasn't my fault, the knife slipped!"
Trowa turned to Heero who was still flipping over the omelet.
"Next time," he said, "we only let him set the table."
"Ryoukai."
"Heeeeeeeey!" Quatre pouted, crossing his arms over his chest in indignation.
Hilde laughed and sat down in one of the chairs that surrounded the large kitchen table, sighing as the weight was taken off her swollen feet.
"Well I hope you won't need me for anything. Once I sit down, I'm not getting up anytime soon," she declared.
"Nope," Duo chirped. "We're finished. Here Hee-chan, slide the first one onto this plate and I'll get some more."
Heero placed one finished omelet onto the china plate Duo was holding out and accepted the next batch of eggs from Trowa. Duo skipped over to the table and put the plate before Hilde.
"Eat up, before it gets cold," he said, winking.
"Right." Hilde said, picking up her fork and digging in with the enthusiasm only shared by pregnant women and teenaged boys.
The others watched in something like shock.
"Wow, Hil!" Duo exclaimed in awe. "I didn't know you could eat that much so fast! We should enter you in a contest or something!"
Hilde glared at him over her forkful of egg.
"Shufft uptff."
Wufei sighed and took the next plate handed out by Heero. He was just about to sit down next to his wife when the doorbell rang once. And then twice. And then fifteen times in rapid succession.
"Who the hell is that?" Wufei grumbled, placing the plate on the table and walked out to the front hallway, peeking through the small peephole in the door. All he could see was a solid block of something shiny and red. 'What the…'
"Who is it?" he yelled through the door.
"It's Santa Claus, you moron. Just open the damn door Chang before I stick you with a meat fork," an irritated voice replied.
"I can see your manners have not changed much over the years, Dorothy." Wufei said as he swung open the door.
A tall shapely form hidden beneath a pile of brightly wrapped gifts walked forward into the room, her lover following close behind with a few of the smaller bags and a small smirk on her face.
"Hello Wufei," she said.
"Catherine," Wufei bowed his head politely in greeting.
"Yeah, yeah. Enough with the pleasantries. Tell me where I can put these presents before I permanently injure my back," Dorothy snapped, staggering a bit under the weight.
Wufei stepped forward and held out his arms. "Well if you like," he offered, "I could take some…"
"Oh would you? Thanks!" Dorothy said, dumping the entire load in Wufei's arms. The Chinese man tipped forward and struggled to keep himself upright.
"Such a doll," Catherine exclaimed, reaching over to pinch one of Wufei's cheeks. He blushed bright red and sputtered a bit, incoherently. "No wonder Hilde snatched you up."
"Where is everybody?" Dorothy asked, hanging up her coat and taking Catherine's as well.
"K-Kitchen…" Wufei managed to rasp as he stumbled towards one of the bedrooms to get rid of the presents.
"C'mon then, let's go say hello to everyone," Dorothy said, taking Catherine's hand and walking with her towards the kitchen area, blowing a kiss to Wufei over her shoulder.
Wufei growled and was about to say something along the lines off "injustice" when he lost his grip on the presents and they tumbled down to the floor with a loud crash. Wufei looked at the mess and bit his lip.
"I hope none of those were breakable…"
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
In the kitchen, Hilde had just devoured her second omelet when the two unexpected guests walked in. Even Heero's eyebrows raised in surprise when Dorothy snatched a green pepper from his skillet and popped it in her mouth.
"Oooh! Hot hot HOT!!"
Quatre quickly got her some water while Duo hid his giggles.
"Dorothy! Catherine! I thought you guys were spending your Christmas vacation in Hawaii?" Hilde said, struggling to stand up only to be stopped by Catherine's hand on her shoulder.
"We were. And Dorothy sulked time because there were no Christmas trees."
"I do not sulk." Dorothy said, sticking out her wounded tongue and crossing her arms over her chest.
"Oh? Then what's that you're doing now?"
"This is pouting, not sulking. And you'd better watch it before I start whining. So how you doin' Hilde? You're as big as a house, when are you going to drop that kid anyway?"
"I swear Dor you have absolutely no tact."
"Tact? What's that, I've never heard of it?"
"Obviously."
Hilde chuckled and shook her head. Some things would never change. She had to admit that it would be nice if everybody could make it to Christmas this year. Zechs and Noin were already planning to fly in on Christmas Eve and Relena was taking time off from her busy schedule to Arrive early Christmas morning. In fact, now that Dorothy and Catherine were here there was only one person missing…
"Hey! Where's Rashid?"
"Yeah," Catherine said, looking around the room. "Where is that funky old Maguanac anyway? Didn't you bring him with you, Quatre?"
The small Arabian looked suddenly panicked as he attempted to explain why his tall guardian had not accompanied him.
"Well you see, er…it's not that he didn't want to come, it's just, uh…well…"
Trowa put a hand on Quatre's shoulder and gave a small smile.
"What's he's trying to say is—"
"You guys drive Rashid nuts!"
Everybody turned to glare at Duo.
"What? 's truth."
Dorothy gave a wicked smile. "Hmm…I guess we can't really blame him. After what we did to his clothes…"
"Don't forget that weird haircut we gave him while he was asleep!" Catherine added.
Duo laughed. "And what about the time you guys accidentally burnt his eyebrows off while he was trying to make flambe."
"Join the club." Trowa said dryly while Quatre hid his face in his hands.
"Isn't anybody ever going to forget about that?" he wailed.
"Nope," Trowa replied, ruffling the smaller boy's hair affectionately.
Hilde smiled at the couple and rubbed a hand over her stomach. A sharp kick from inside made her gasp with surprise.
"Oh!"
Instantly Wufei was by her side, checking her breathing, feeling her forehead and generally being a nuisance.
"Are you in pain? Do you need to lay down? Should I call Sally? Are you feeling tired at all?"
Hilde rolled her eyes and smacked her husband lightly on the shoulder.
"Would you give it a rest already? Geez, she was just kicking."
"He."
"She."
"He."
"She."
Catherine and Dorothy shared a glance and then Catherine ran off to get her camera.
"This is a Kodak moment," she declared, snapping a picture of the arguing parents-to-be. "They're just so cute!"
"Who's going to kill who first?"
"I've got twenty bucks on Hilde."
"You're on."
"Hey guys!" Duo yelled, interrupting the fight. "Are we going to put the star on this tree or what?"
"Yeah!" Hilde said, moving to get up.
"Oh no you don't. You're staying right in that chair."
Hilde glared at Wufei venomously.
"And how am I supposed to get to the living room if I'm confined to this chair, dear husband?" she asked.
Wufei smirked.
"Heero? Would you mind?"
The stoic boy reluctantly put down the spatula and came over to where Hilde was sitting, easily lifting the chair and bringing it into the living room, with Hilde still in it.
"…."
Duo flung his arms around his boyfriend.
"Isn't he just so damn useful?"
"Hn."
To Be Continued…
