A/N Don't own Gundam Wing. Leave now if you don't like yaoi. Please review, be nice, though and don't cuss at me or be rude because I can and will be rude back Remember...I am the authress! Also, I don't know if this really will turn out to be a rated R fic, but I'm rating it that just in case. When I've finished it I'll change my rating if it doesn't seem to be rated appropriately, but I'm pretty sure it will be R in the end.
Prologue
Duo sighed and fidgeted nervously at Heero's door. He could almost hear the fellow pilot typing away on his trusted laptop inside the room. He was considering the possibility of simply leaving when Heero's voice filtered out to him.
"What do you want, Duo?" his lover's voice growled. Duo took one last deep breath and entered the room.
When he entered the room he was that he had been right about Heero's location. He was sitting at his desk, laptop plugged in, with his back to the door. When Duo didn't make any noise for a minute, Heero grunted expectantly. Duo swallowed his fear and began to speak warily
"You remember the other week," he said hesitantly, "you know, when you got drunk?"
"When you got me drunk," Heero corrected.
"Well, that night," Duo went on, not paying attention to Heero's conviction. "You know we...fucked...and I said that we might be suprised at the outcome of the night? Well..." Duo sighed. He didn't want to know how Heero would take the next bit, but he knew he needed to say it. "I was right. I'm pregnant."
Heero stopped typing. Duo's heart seemed to stop as he waited for Heero to react.
elsewhere
Quatre and Trowa sat pensive in the doctor's office. The white coated Ph.D. they had come to see came over and sat in front of them.
"You realize this is only an experiment," he said almost apologetically. "We're very glad to have participants in this furthermost of science, but we don't want you to get your hope too high that it will work."
"It's all right, doctor Harn," Quatre said reassuringly. "We understand the risks, and are willing to accept the fact that we may not be capable of childbirth yet, but we want to at least try."
Doctor Harn shook his head. Gay couples could really get interesting.
"Heero! Can I have some more of that passion fruit? Or how about some papaya?" Duo bounced along beside his lover in the grocery store as best he could being nine months pregnant. he pulled off the female look almost as well as Quatre did. He and Trowa had been so happy when they conceived. Duo had thought it was great, but Heero wasn't so sure about either of the pregnancies. He continued to reflect darkly on this as he ignored Duo's whines. As he wheeled their cart through the check out he casually removed items from Duo's grasp and placed them back in their places, despite Duo's protests.
As they started for the car Duo stopped. He didn't make any noise for a minute, worrying Heero almost out of his mind. Duo? QUIET!?! It had to be something serious. Duo looked at him bewildered. "I think my water just broke," he said. Heero put the groceries in the car casually. "Duo," he said as he pulled bags out of the cart and replanted them in the trunk, "you're a man. You don't HAVE water." Duo batted at him and waddled to the passenger seat. "You know what I mean, damn you," he bit out sourly. Heero continued to move in an unhurried pace. He slipped into the driver seat, and turned the car toward the hospital.
Heero and Duo arrived to find Quatre and Trowa in their delivery room. The doctor turned to them and smiled. "My name is Doctor Harn," he said cheerfully. "Quatre here said you two would prefer a room together." Duo nodded happily. "Sure, Doc!" he beamed. As he settled into his chair he noticed a tray with a scalpel and various other tools of evil. Suddenly Duo caught on. He was doing this Cesarean, and so was Quatre. He was slightly relieved; the thought of pushing something that large out of him was obscene. He pondered on this some more as Harn ushered Heero and Trowa out of the operation room and returned to inject the two birthing pilots with pain killers. Duo thought for a second of mentioning the fact that he was allergic to...And was unconscious before he ever finished the thought.
Hours had passed as Heero and Trowa waited. Heero had discovered Wufei lurking in the lobby; Trowa had explained that he had driven him and Quatre down. When doctor Harn came in, the three pilots all sensed that something was wrong. The doctor turned to Trowa and nodded. "Quatre and your son are fine," he said reassuringly. He turned to Heero and sighed. "And Yui," he said sadly, "your daughter is doing well, but..." he shook his head. "I'm sorry, Duo had a bad reaction to the sedatives we gave him. That happens sometimes when you work with pilots who won't give you any of their real information," he sighed heavily and slumped over. "Duo died in operation."
Heero kept his composure as did his fellow pilots, or more specifically, Wufei, as they entered the room where Duo's corpse lay. he seemed so peaceful and innocent. Heero knew that look from the few times he had seen him in dreamless sleep. He couldn't believe that Duo wasn't just sleeping. Wufei voiced what all of them thought; "ironic that a pilot would be killed in birth, when war could never touch him." Heero agreed mentally as he left the room to retrieve his off spring.
"I'm coming, Cass," Heero trudged down the hall. two weeks since Duo passed away and left him this little bundle of screams and she still hadn't shut up. Every couple minutes she was screaming again. the doctor's didn't know what it was; no one did. He opened the door to her room to be greeted by the ever familiar shrieks. "What's wrong this time, Cass?" he picked her up out of her bassinet and began to walk around the room with her to calm her. he made a silent prayer that Duo was here to help, for the millionth time.
no one saw the red light, or heard the screams that issued from it as the dark figure stepped forward. It's eyes burned steely as the shackles of hell fell from it's wrists and formed a pile of cinders on the floor. Long hair swept round in a thick cord as the waves of heat permeated by the portal it had just emerged from pushed it up on hot air pockets. "I'm home," it hissed.
Heero started. Cass had been crying loud enough to wake the dead only a second earlier, and then suddenly she had stopped. He looked down and saw her sleeping peacefully, a small smile hinting on her lips. Heero stood for a moment to be sure she was actually asleep. When she didn't stir he placed her gently in her cradle and headed for his own room quietly. he opened the door and stopped, his hand going unconsciously for his gun. there was someone in his bed. the figure rolled over and looked at him, face all too familiar framed in the moonlight entering through the window. "Hey, Hee-chan," it thrummed, "miss me?" Heero gasped. "Duo."
In the morning Quatre was working on some cleaning in the basement when he saw the pentegram sealed into the concrete. he shook his head. Some things were better left unasked. He headed upstairs to the main floor when he saw Duo walk by holding Cass with Heero close at hand. He paused for a minute. Some things were definitely best left unasked.
A/N REVIEW!!!! And I have no idea what birthing is actually like, so it's not accurate
Prologue
Duo sighed and fidgeted nervously at Heero's door. He could almost hear the fellow pilot typing away on his trusted laptop inside the room. He was considering the possibility of simply leaving when Heero's voice filtered out to him.
"What do you want, Duo?" his lover's voice growled. Duo took one last deep breath and entered the room.
When he entered the room he was that he had been right about Heero's location. He was sitting at his desk, laptop plugged in, with his back to the door. When Duo didn't make any noise for a minute, Heero grunted expectantly. Duo swallowed his fear and began to speak warily
"You remember the other week," he said hesitantly, "you know, when you got drunk?"
"When you got me drunk," Heero corrected.
"Well, that night," Duo went on, not paying attention to Heero's conviction. "You know we...fucked...and I said that we might be suprised at the outcome of the night? Well..." Duo sighed. He didn't want to know how Heero would take the next bit, but he knew he needed to say it. "I was right. I'm pregnant."
Heero stopped typing. Duo's heart seemed to stop as he waited for Heero to react.
elsewhere
Quatre and Trowa sat pensive in the doctor's office. The white coated Ph.D. they had come to see came over and sat in front of them.
"You realize this is only an experiment," he said almost apologetically. "We're very glad to have participants in this furthermost of science, but we don't want you to get your hope too high that it will work."
"It's all right, doctor Harn," Quatre said reassuringly. "We understand the risks, and are willing to accept the fact that we may not be capable of childbirth yet, but we want to at least try."
Doctor Harn shook his head. Gay couples could really get interesting.
"Heero! Can I have some more of that passion fruit? Or how about some papaya?" Duo bounced along beside his lover in the grocery store as best he could being nine months pregnant. he pulled off the female look almost as well as Quatre did. He and Trowa had been so happy when they conceived. Duo had thought it was great, but Heero wasn't so sure about either of the pregnancies. He continued to reflect darkly on this as he ignored Duo's whines. As he wheeled their cart through the check out he casually removed items from Duo's grasp and placed them back in their places, despite Duo's protests.
As they started for the car Duo stopped. He didn't make any noise for a minute, worrying Heero almost out of his mind. Duo? QUIET!?! It had to be something serious. Duo looked at him bewildered. "I think my water just broke," he said. Heero put the groceries in the car casually. "Duo," he said as he pulled bags out of the cart and replanted them in the trunk, "you're a man. You don't HAVE water." Duo batted at him and waddled to the passenger seat. "You know what I mean, damn you," he bit out sourly. Heero continued to move in an unhurried pace. He slipped into the driver seat, and turned the car toward the hospital.
Heero and Duo arrived to find Quatre and Trowa in their delivery room. The doctor turned to them and smiled. "My name is Doctor Harn," he said cheerfully. "Quatre here said you two would prefer a room together." Duo nodded happily. "Sure, Doc!" he beamed. As he settled into his chair he noticed a tray with a scalpel and various other tools of evil. Suddenly Duo caught on. He was doing this Cesarean, and so was Quatre. He was slightly relieved; the thought of pushing something that large out of him was obscene. He pondered on this some more as Harn ushered Heero and Trowa out of the operation room and returned to inject the two birthing pilots with pain killers. Duo thought for a second of mentioning the fact that he was allergic to...And was unconscious before he ever finished the thought.
Hours had passed as Heero and Trowa waited. Heero had discovered Wufei lurking in the lobby; Trowa had explained that he had driven him and Quatre down. When doctor Harn came in, the three pilots all sensed that something was wrong. The doctor turned to Trowa and nodded. "Quatre and your son are fine," he said reassuringly. He turned to Heero and sighed. "And Yui," he said sadly, "your daughter is doing well, but..." he shook his head. "I'm sorry, Duo had a bad reaction to the sedatives we gave him. That happens sometimes when you work with pilots who won't give you any of their real information," he sighed heavily and slumped over. "Duo died in operation."
Heero kept his composure as did his fellow pilots, or more specifically, Wufei, as they entered the room where Duo's corpse lay. he seemed so peaceful and innocent. Heero knew that look from the few times he had seen him in dreamless sleep. He couldn't believe that Duo wasn't just sleeping. Wufei voiced what all of them thought; "ironic that a pilot would be killed in birth, when war could never touch him." Heero agreed mentally as he left the room to retrieve his off spring.
"I'm coming, Cass," Heero trudged down the hall. two weeks since Duo passed away and left him this little bundle of screams and she still hadn't shut up. Every couple minutes she was screaming again. the doctor's didn't know what it was; no one did. He opened the door to her room to be greeted by the ever familiar shrieks. "What's wrong this time, Cass?" he picked her up out of her bassinet and began to walk around the room with her to calm her. he made a silent prayer that Duo was here to help, for the millionth time.
no one saw the red light, or heard the screams that issued from it as the dark figure stepped forward. It's eyes burned steely as the shackles of hell fell from it's wrists and formed a pile of cinders on the floor. Long hair swept round in a thick cord as the waves of heat permeated by the portal it had just emerged from pushed it up on hot air pockets. "I'm home," it hissed.
Heero started. Cass had been crying loud enough to wake the dead only a second earlier, and then suddenly she had stopped. He looked down and saw her sleeping peacefully, a small smile hinting on her lips. Heero stood for a moment to be sure she was actually asleep. When she didn't stir he placed her gently in her cradle and headed for his own room quietly. he opened the door and stopped, his hand going unconsciously for his gun. there was someone in his bed. the figure rolled over and looked at him, face all too familiar framed in the moonlight entering through the window. "Hey, Hee-chan," it thrummed, "miss me?" Heero gasped. "Duo."
In the morning Quatre was working on some cleaning in the basement when he saw the pentegram sealed into the concrete. he shook his head. Some things were better left unasked. He headed upstairs to the main floor when he saw Duo walk by holding Cass with Heero close at hand. He paused for a minute. Some things were definitely best left unasked.
A/N REVIEW!!!! And I have no idea what birthing is actually like, so it's not accurate