A/N Yay! Chappie 2! I own Cass and Toby and nothing else.
1 year old
Heero woke up to the sound of a screaming child. He rolled over and looked to Duo, but his lover hadn't even budged at the cries. He sighed and moved for the door; grabbing his robe he headed to his daughters room to calm her vocal chords.
Duo smiled slightly as his lover left. He loved 'Sleeping Heavy'.
In the solitude of the darkness shrouding Cassandra's room, Heero dropped all guise. He hurried to her cradle and lifted her gently into his arms. He fished out a pre-prepared bottle of formula from the cupboard over her bed and softly pressed it to her lips. She immediately quieted and took the proffered food up greedily. Heero smiled down at her. "Cass," he cooed. An awkward sound on his grating voice. Cass made slight acknowledgment in her infantile way around the intense suckling she was doing. Heero bent over and kissed her lightly on her forehead, and began to softly hum to her under his breath.
Duo had snuck out after Heero had left and followed him to their daughter's room. He watched as Heero coddled and cooed over her, completely enchanted by the little thing. Duo smiled to himself as he caught the faint strains of the song Heero was singing. It went like this:
Golden slumber kiss your eyes,
Smiles await you when you rise.
Sleep,
pretty baby,
Do not cry,
And I'll sing you a lullaby.
Care you know not,
Therefore sleep,
While I o'er you watch do keep.
Sleep,
pretty darling,
Do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby.
Duo smiled. Hee-chan really was a wonderful father.
Quatre stood over his son's crib. Trowa was standing beside him, rubbing his shoulders. "He has your eyes," Trowa whispered. Quatre smiled at him lovingly, then turned his gaze back to the sleeping baby. "No, they're yours," he replied. 'The hair was from me." He was meaning it as a joke, but it was true. The infant had light blonde hair that had a slightly mussed look to it, almost identical to Quatre's, with a hint of Trowa's hair movement.
Quatre sighed contentedly and leaned down to brush his fingers through the child's hair. "Beautiful dreamer," Quatre began to sing, "wake unto me.'
Trowa hummed along as he continued to sing.
"Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee."
Quatre picked up his baby and began to walk around the room. Trowa smiled and watched him from beside the crib. Quatre was definitely suited to being a mother. Suddenly they heard Cass begin to cry from the other end of the hall. both of them started; she had her mother's lung capacity. Toby awoke and began to make concerned little noises. His beautiful blue-green eyes had a definite look of worry in them. Trowa noted this with interest, as did Quatre, thought his lover also seemed concerned for their fellow pilots' baby. The soft patter of feet and the soon after cease of the cries told them someone had gone to take care of the little girl. Quatre turned to Trowa, and smiled slightly. "Heero," he said knowingly.
He had been suprised that the 'Perfect Soldier' was so smitten over a baby at first, but soon came to appreciate the love Heero had for her as genuine and deep. He was a suprisingly good parent. And so was Duo. If it weren't for the fact that Heero was in Cass's room instantly when she cried, Duo wouldn't leave her side for a second. They were both extremely protective of her as well. Not that he and Trowa weren't as bad off when it came to Toby. they didn't know what they would do if anything happened to him. Quatre sighed. What are we going to do if a mission come through?
Wufei tried to sleep, but it was no use. Every time he started to drift off, that child would begin to scream. Just like her mother. Can't give me a moments peace. How unjust. almost as soon as she had started, though, Cass was quiet again. Wufei let his mind go. He knew it was Heero who had ceased her racket. it was always him--when he could get there before Duo, that was. those two were wonderful parents and pilots, as were Quatre and Trowa. He was glad that their child didn't make so much noise, though. Of course a male child would be more placed than an onna. Even if it were a miniature one . As his thoughts slid off into deeper abyss, he began to float into the realms of sleep. this time, no child's tears awoke him.
A/N So how'd you like!? Review lotses, k? Luv ya all!
Golden Slumbers, I don't know who it's by.
1 year old
Heero woke up to the sound of a screaming child. He rolled over and looked to Duo, but his lover hadn't even budged at the cries. He sighed and moved for the door; grabbing his robe he headed to his daughters room to calm her vocal chords.
Duo smiled slightly as his lover left. He loved 'Sleeping Heavy'.
In the solitude of the darkness shrouding Cassandra's room, Heero dropped all guise. He hurried to her cradle and lifted her gently into his arms. He fished out a pre-prepared bottle of formula from the cupboard over her bed and softly pressed it to her lips. She immediately quieted and took the proffered food up greedily. Heero smiled down at her. "Cass," he cooed. An awkward sound on his grating voice. Cass made slight acknowledgment in her infantile way around the intense suckling she was doing. Heero bent over and kissed her lightly on her forehead, and began to softly hum to her under his breath.
Duo had snuck out after Heero had left and followed him to their daughter's room. He watched as Heero coddled and cooed over her, completely enchanted by the little thing. Duo smiled to himself as he caught the faint strains of the song Heero was singing. It went like this:
Golden slumber kiss your eyes,
Smiles await you when you rise.
Sleep,
pretty baby,
Do not cry,
And I'll sing you a lullaby.
Care you know not,
Therefore sleep,
While I o'er you watch do keep.
Sleep,
pretty darling,
Do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby.
Duo smiled. Hee-chan really was a wonderful father.
Quatre stood over his son's crib. Trowa was standing beside him, rubbing his shoulders. "He has your eyes," Trowa whispered. Quatre smiled at him lovingly, then turned his gaze back to the sleeping baby. "No, they're yours," he replied. 'The hair was from me." He was meaning it as a joke, but it was true. The infant had light blonde hair that had a slightly mussed look to it, almost identical to Quatre's, with a hint of Trowa's hair movement.
Quatre sighed contentedly and leaned down to brush his fingers through the child's hair. "Beautiful dreamer," Quatre began to sing, "wake unto me.'
Trowa hummed along as he continued to sing.
"Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee."
Quatre picked up his baby and began to walk around the room. Trowa smiled and watched him from beside the crib. Quatre was definitely suited to being a mother. Suddenly they heard Cass begin to cry from the other end of the hall. both of them started; she had her mother's lung capacity. Toby awoke and began to make concerned little noises. His beautiful blue-green eyes had a definite look of worry in them. Trowa noted this with interest, as did Quatre, thought his lover also seemed concerned for their fellow pilots' baby. The soft patter of feet and the soon after cease of the cries told them someone had gone to take care of the little girl. Quatre turned to Trowa, and smiled slightly. "Heero," he said knowingly.
He had been suprised that the 'Perfect Soldier' was so smitten over a baby at first, but soon came to appreciate the love Heero had for her as genuine and deep. He was a suprisingly good parent. And so was Duo. If it weren't for the fact that Heero was in Cass's room instantly when she cried, Duo wouldn't leave her side for a second. They were both extremely protective of her as well. Not that he and Trowa weren't as bad off when it came to Toby. they didn't know what they would do if anything happened to him. Quatre sighed. What are we going to do if a mission come through?
Wufei tried to sleep, but it was no use. Every time he started to drift off, that child would begin to scream. Just like her mother. Can't give me a moments peace. How unjust. almost as soon as she had started, though, Cass was quiet again. Wufei let his mind go. He knew it was Heero who had ceased her racket. it was always him--when he could get there before Duo, that was. those two were wonderful parents and pilots, as were Quatre and Trowa. He was glad that their child didn't make so much noise, though. Of course a male child would be more placed than an onna. Even if it were a miniature one . As his thoughts slid off into deeper abyss, he began to float into the realms of sleep. this time, no child's tears awoke him.
A/N So how'd you like!? Review lotses, k? Luv ya all!
Golden Slumbers, I don't know who it's by.