9/20/01
Shinigami's, Engel.
"Hey..!"
Duo tried putting on a happy face but the others stared back. Quatre seemed confused more then the others. "Duo.." Quatre stepped forward spreading his arms. "Woah! Woah! I'm dirty!" Duo quickly stood up, stopping Quatre, "We worried about you so much. Where have you been?"
"With.. my... son.. Heheh.."
"Your SON?!"
Rang the choir in unison. Duo smiled nervously as he excused himself to go wash himself. "Did he marry and wanted a peaceful life?" Quatre looked back concerned written across his brow. "And we ruined it by showing up?" Trowa said as he looked over his shoulder seeing Duo return with a rag. "So.. What's up?"
Duo tucked the damp rag inside his back pocket. He strolled over to his son and lifted him out from the play-pen. "Let's go inside!" Duo smiled, he hasn't seem to be all that different. He led them inside as they all looked around, it was clean with statues and pictures and furniture.
"Who does your cleaning?"
Trowa asked, running his finger across the table then studying his fingertip for dirt. "I do." The others nearly had massive heart attacks, "You?! What about your wife?" Quatre blurted out. Duo stared with a blank face, confusion set in his eyes, before he bursted out laughing.
"I'm not married! Hahahahaha! I can clean, ok? I cook too."
Duo seated himself on the couch with the baby in his lap. "If you're not married.. How'd you get him?" Wufei sat across from Duo pointing at the child. "He's my son, that's all you need to know." Duo smiled, never taking his eyes away from the baby. "What's his name?" Quatre asked with a amazed smile.
"Engel.. Its Angel in German.. I'm the God of Death, and he's my little Angel.."
Duo gently squeezed the baby up against his chest. "What's his mother's name?" Wufei asked, sensing the whereabouts of the mother wasn't an easy subject with Duo. "Hey! How about I make ya' some tea! I got good Herbal crap.. Some of it tastes like shit, but hey, it make ya' relaxed or hyper."
Duo stood up and handed Engel to Quatre, before walking quickly into the kitchen. "Oh my, he's heavier then I thought.." Quatre looked back at Trowa, he smirked and held out his arms. "Let me hold him now."
Soon they were all taking turns, even Wufei. "Hey, how come he isn't smiling?" Quatre asked, "HEERO! YOU BROKE IT!?" Wufei shouted, "I did not!.. He's.. making grunts.."
A few silent moments and all of them stood frozen, "That.. smell....." Heero held out Engel as far as he could. "Duo! Take it away!" Duo was setting the last cups on to the tray when he poked his head up, from the kitchen was viewable to see in the living room.
"What happened?"
"He stinks!!" Heero snapped back as Duo just looked down fixing the drinks, "Oh, yea he's a stinky bug all right.. Here's tea and coffee."
Duo set the tray down on the oval smooth polish coffee table and took the baby away from the perfect soldier. "And to think.. Heero Yuy, pilot of a Gundam would be so tense about a dirty diaper, tsk tsk.."
Duo walked into the bedroom, leaving Trowa and Quatre to snicker while Heero sat, stone set but his face showed he was annoyed and embarrassed by Duo's remark.
-End.
Spazmastic: O_o Its true! Some men just can't handle a dirty diaper or drool! LOL. I'm surprised, I really thought no one would care so much for this story.. / Because i've seen other stories of the pilots raising kids. But thanks so much for reading this! ^-^
Shinigami's, Engel.
"Hey..!"
Duo tried putting on a happy face but the others stared back. Quatre seemed confused more then the others. "Duo.." Quatre stepped forward spreading his arms. "Woah! Woah! I'm dirty!" Duo quickly stood up, stopping Quatre, "We worried about you so much. Where have you been?"
"With.. my... son.. Heheh.."
"Your SON?!"
Rang the choir in unison. Duo smiled nervously as he excused himself to go wash himself. "Did he marry and wanted a peaceful life?" Quatre looked back concerned written across his brow. "And we ruined it by showing up?" Trowa said as he looked over his shoulder seeing Duo return with a rag. "So.. What's up?"
Duo tucked the damp rag inside his back pocket. He strolled over to his son and lifted him out from the play-pen. "Let's go inside!" Duo smiled, he hasn't seem to be all that different. He led them inside as they all looked around, it was clean with statues and pictures and furniture.
"Who does your cleaning?"
Trowa asked, running his finger across the table then studying his fingertip for dirt. "I do." The others nearly had massive heart attacks, "You?! What about your wife?" Quatre blurted out. Duo stared with a blank face, confusion set in his eyes, before he bursted out laughing.
"I'm not married! Hahahahaha! I can clean, ok? I cook too."
Duo seated himself on the couch with the baby in his lap. "If you're not married.. How'd you get him?" Wufei sat across from Duo pointing at the child. "He's my son, that's all you need to know." Duo smiled, never taking his eyes away from the baby. "What's his name?" Quatre asked with a amazed smile.
"Engel.. Its Angel in German.. I'm the God of Death, and he's my little Angel.."
Duo gently squeezed the baby up against his chest. "What's his mother's name?" Wufei asked, sensing the whereabouts of the mother wasn't an easy subject with Duo. "Hey! How about I make ya' some tea! I got good Herbal crap.. Some of it tastes like shit, but hey, it make ya' relaxed or hyper."
Duo stood up and handed Engel to Quatre, before walking quickly into the kitchen. "Oh my, he's heavier then I thought.." Quatre looked back at Trowa, he smirked and held out his arms. "Let me hold him now."
Soon they were all taking turns, even Wufei. "Hey, how come he isn't smiling?" Quatre asked, "HEERO! YOU BROKE IT!?" Wufei shouted, "I did not!.. He's.. making grunts.."
A few silent moments and all of them stood frozen, "That.. smell....." Heero held out Engel as far as he could. "Duo! Take it away!" Duo was setting the last cups on to the tray when he poked his head up, from the kitchen was viewable to see in the living room.
"What happened?"
"He stinks!!" Heero snapped back as Duo just looked down fixing the drinks, "Oh, yea he's a stinky bug all right.. Here's tea and coffee."
Duo set the tray down on the oval smooth polish coffee table and took the baby away from the perfect soldier. "And to think.. Heero Yuy, pilot of a Gundam would be so tense about a dirty diaper, tsk tsk.."
Duo walked into the bedroom, leaving Trowa and Quatre to snicker while Heero sat, stone set but his face showed he was annoyed and embarrassed by Duo's remark.
-End.
Spazmastic: O_o Its true! Some men just can't handle a dirty diaper or drool! LOL. I'm surprised, I really thought no one would care so much for this story.. / Because i've seen other stories of the pilots raising kids. But thanks so much for reading this! ^-^