To finish off this demented series, I have decided to bring back from the death, the great, super sleek elegant Treize Khushrenada. I hope you've enjoyed reading this as much as I've enjoyed writing it!

7. Treize needs to go on paternity leave:

Treize had been thrilled when he found out about his daughter Mariemeia. They all thought him dead but, in the best Hollywood style, he had somehow survived and had managed to come back to Earth, discover that he had a offspring and, ultimately, marry the woman of his life: Lady Une.

Naturally, now he no longer called her Lady Une and, Lady Une herself did not call him Mr Treize either.

Just a few months after their wedding, Lady Une learnt she was with child. Treize was overjoyed about this.

Little he knew that, in a few weeks, he would no longer feel so happy.

Une's peculiar personality was well known by everyone though her mental stability had improved a lot since the end of the wars. Unfortunately, it is also well known that expecting women had pretty heavy mood swings, and, of course, Une was no exception to that.

Unfortunately for Treize, her mood swings were a bit more dramatic than those of the other more normal women and Treize, despite being an expert diplomat, found himself totally clueless in front of such behaviour.

He still remembered shivering, the first of the many sleepless nights that were to come. The night that his lovely wife had her first craving:

"YOU! Wake up!" he heard his 'lovely' wife calling him.

"What's the matter, sweetie?" said Treize desperately trying to sound kind and willing to please although he was very sleepy and it annoyed him to death the fact of being awaken in the middle of the night.

"I WANT some pickles," said Une simply and squarely.

"What? Now? Baby, it's three am…why don't you go back to sleep?" tried saying Treize surprised.

"YOU'RE SUCH A BASTARD!" shouted Une and then she started crying.

'Oh geez…what have I done?' thought Treize.

"Ok…I will get you the pickles, is just that I am pretty tired, I really need some sleep," said getting up and putting an arm on his wife's shoulders.

Then, with no previous warning, his wife got up and said, well, shouted actually:

"'I NEED SOME SLEEP', 'I AM PRETTY TIRED', 'ME, ME, ME, AND ALWAYS ME!', THAT IS THE STORY OF OUR RELATIONSHIP! I ALWAYS GIVE, YOU ALWAYS GET! I WAS THE ONE HAVING TO MOURN YOU THINKING YOU WERE DEAD, I WAS THE ONE HAVING TO SUFFER FROM YOUR LOSS, I WAS THE ONE LOOKING AFTER YOUR SPOILT LITTLE BRAT OF A DAUGHTER AFTER I RESCUED HER. I'VE SPENT YEARS TAKING CARE OF YOU, FILLING YOUR BATHS AND YOUR WINE GLASSES AND DOING AND BEHAVING EXACTLY THE WAY YOU TOLD ME TO…NOW, I AM PREGNANT WITH YOUR CHILD AND I WILL BE THE ONE SUFFERING THE PAINS OF CHILDBIRTH. ALL I AM ASKING IN RETURN IS FOR YOU TO GET ME SOME PICKLES AND YOU HUGE BASTARD TELL ME THAT YOU ARE TIRED!! FUCK YOU!"

With this Une turned around to face the window.

Treize was terrified. His mind raced trying desperately to find something to say or do that would calm her down but he just couldn't find the right words.

Finally, he said:

"Une, I don't think its good for the baby if you get so emotional…".

Une turned around and, breathing in to get some air, started shouting again:

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU? A BLOODY DOCTOR? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU KNOW ABOUT WHAT IS GOOD FOR ME OR NOT? YOU'RE NOT PREGNANT…I JUST WANT SOME BLOODY PICKLES, BUT I SEE THAT, AS USUAL, I'LL HAVE TO DO IT MYSELF!!"

Then she started leaving for the room. Treize followed her.

"Une…please, I'm sorry, is just that I think it is quite bizarre that you ask for some pickles at this time of the night…it surprised me…that's all…" said Treize once they got to their kitchen.

Une ignored him. She got her pickles and without even looking at him, left the kitchen and headed back to the bedroom.

Treize waited only for two or three seconds making a huge mistake. As soon as he started walking back to the bedroom himself he heard the bedroom's door being shut and locked.

"Une? Baby, why are you locking yourself in the bedroom?" asked a very startled Treize.

"YOU DON'T EXPECT ME TO LET YOU SLEEP HERE NOW, DO YOU? GOOD NIGHT, AND CONSIDER YOURSELF LUCKY I DON'T KICK YOU OUT OF THE HOUSE…" he heard her shouting through the door.

Then he heard her getting in bed not leaving room for negotiation. Treize stood there not knowing what to do till he heard some noise behind him. He then turned around to face his daughter.

"Daddy, what's wrong? Why is Une shouting?" asked the now ten years old.

"Mariemeia, would you promise something to your daddy?" asked Treize.

"Sure…" replied the girl.

"When you grow up and become an incredibly beautiful woman, please don't be like her," asked Treize, almost begging.

"Ok," replied Mariemeia not fully understanding.

"Good girl, now let's get you in bed," said Treize.

After tucking his daughter back in bed, he went to the living room to settle himself on the settee for the first of many sleepless nights.

THE END

Ok Guys, this is the end of it. Now, I would like to thank, again, everyone for the great reviews you've left. You're great people!

Now, I will get back to work on the sequel of "Once is Enough"…