Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. I do own Hikaru, Triton, Solo, Meilan, James, Millardo, and all of my other original characters.
Genre: Romance/ Drama
Rating: PG-13 (to be on the safe side in case of language, violence, etc.)
Warning: YAOI, SHONEN-AI, BOY/BOY PAIRINGS! M-preg.
Pairings: 1/3, 2/4/5, Zechs/ Noin, Hikaru/ Solo, Triton/ James, Meilan/ Millardo.
Notes: Takes place fifteen years after Endless Waltz. The children of the Gundam pilots are the same characters from Harry Potter and the Angels of War but nothing from that story is crossing over to this one.
Hi all! See, I posted two chapters in a row!
Meeting You
Chapter Three: Reunion
Hi! It's Hikaru here! As you can tell I just went out on a date with Solo so my sugar levels are WAY above normal! Hee hee hee. Oh, thank you Triton. Big bro here just slapped me. I'm sober again and down from my sugar high. Anyway, it's been a week since the 'Big Top Incident' as Solo likes to call it. I've gone back to see Trowa three times this week, I take Triton with me since he loves lions too.
It was weird. The first time Trowa and Triton met, Catherine (that's Trowa's older sister by the way) nearly had a heart attack. Catherine has Trowa's face but her eyes are blue instead of green. Her curly hair is shoulder length and a light red, almost brown. She is very nice but she has a strange fetish for serving us soup and clucking at us like a mother hen for being skinny.
I know I shouldn't trust them, as of they're strangers but they're actually not. Apparently Trowa is Uncle Quatre's best friend and that one Gundam pilot we never met. Uncle Quat told us all about it when we dropped the three off home. (Millardo was the first to get home being the closest to the circus). When he heard what happened Uncle Quat gave a laugh and said, "that sounds like Trowa. He's been my best friend for years. He was the pilot of the Gundam Heavyarms during the war."
Uncle Quatre is around five feet five with wide Aquamarine eyes that glow with warmth. His face is angelic and coupled with his pale blonde hair he looks like all the stereotypes of angels. When we told him this he said something about Tou-san fitting the role better than he does. But I'm regressing again... sorry...
"Tadaima!" Triton and I call as we enter the house. Tadaima means I'm home. We went to visit Trowa after school. He says that he doesn't mind us hanging around because than Catherine fusses over us instead of him. He also likes the fact that the lions, which apparently like him the best out of all of the other circus performers, get along with us.
"Okaeri." Tou-san's voice floats out from the kitchen. Okaeri means welcome home. We enter said kitchen, after taking off our shoes, to find our dad stirring something in a pot on the stove. He's home early today, that's good. Lady Une had really been making him bust ass lately. "You two are home late."
"Oh, we were at the circus." Triton remarks. We put our stuff down in our rooms and than wash hands before coming down to help with dinner. It is almost six o' clock after all, and a Friday night to boot.
"The circus huh?" Tou-san asks with an amused smile. "You're not thinking about running away are you?"
"Nah, Catherine can't cook as good as you can." Tou-san's smile drops off and he stops stirring the pot.
"Ca-therine?" He asks slowly not moving. I see Triton frown as he looks up form where he was getting out lettuce for a salad. I poke my head out of the cupboard where I've been looking for the bag of rice.
"Yeah, she's one of the acrobats at the circus." I answer slowly. "She and her younger brother have an act..." I trail off. Tou-san has a really weird look on his face.
"Younger brother..." Tou-san trails off.
"Yeah..." Triton remarks as he and I trade looks. "His name is Trowa Barton. Uncle Quatre said that he was the other Gundam pilot." Tou-san drops the spoon he was holding and it hits the ground staining the white tiles with the chili that was clinging to it. I move to clean it up as Tou- san has frozen.
"Tou-san?" I ask cautiously. Is he okay? His face looks as white as a sheet and his eyes look really, really big. Like he just saw a ghost. Scratch that... like he just heard a ghost.
"Trowa... Barton..." Okay... my father is really starting to scare me now. "You saw Trowa Barton."
"Well... yeah..." Triton trails off and looks worriedly at Tou-san. He does look as if he is going to faint. Both Tri and I move behind him just in case he goes under. "He lets us pet the lions after school." Now, for normal parents telling them that you go to hang out with big deadly cats that could rip you apart is a big nono. Actually... for us that's the case too... Wow... Tou-san must really be out of it if he didn't even care.
"Trowa..." Tou-san looks like he's going to collapse so I gently lead him to a chair. There you go, just stay conscious while Triton gets you a glass of water. Yes, Triton, you know, your oldest son. (Grr...) I move to turn off the chili before it burns as Triton hands our dad a glass of water.
Okay, he's calming down. The only thing we have to worry about now is if he goes Perfect Soldier on us. He does that when he gets shocked. Uncle Duo told us that after sobbing hysterically after finding out he was pregnant with us he went Perfect Soldier for three entire months. He snapped out of it the first time Triton and I kicked, so says Uncle Duo.
Tou-san takes a calming deep breath before standing up and going back to cooking, acting as if nothing had ever happened. "How was school?" He asks. Tri and I trade looks before coming to the agreement that we won't say a damned thing about the change in topic.
"It was fine." Triton answers and we go back to preparing dinner.
Hey, it's Triton again. Half way through dinner the phone rang. Tou-san got up to get it and it was Uncle Duo. He then did something extremely rare. He started to yell. Here's the conversation. (Thank God for vidphones.)
"Heero Yuy." Tou-san answered.
"Hiya Hee-chan!" That would be Uncle Duo.
"Maxwell..." I can feel his eyes narrowing dangerously.
"Oh, Quat wanted to know if you were still up for going on a picnic with the boys tomorrow." That braided uncle of mine remarks. Uncle Duo is tall at 5'10. His hair is chestnut brown and falls to his thighs in a single braid. His face is heart-shaped and his eyes are wide and an earnest violet. His attitude is more like Solo's than anyone else's.
"Of course." Tou-san answers. But he sounds pissed... not good. "Maxwell?" He hasn't called Uncle Duo by his first name. Not a good sign for our uncle. Not a good sign at all.
"Yes Ro?" Okay, he sounds nervous.
"Why didn't you tell me he was here?" Our father asks. He says it softly, coldly, deadly. I thank all the gods and goddesses above that I have never been on the receiving end of that tone.
"Um..." nervous chuckling by Uncle Duo. "Who are you talking about?"
"Who am I talking about?" Tou-san parroted his words back. I think Hikaru and I should start grabbing the sand bags and build a safe little fort now. We both seek refuge under the table. I think the nuke weapons are about to fall and their wave of devastation can reach even here.
"Well, yeah, you haven't said his name yet." Uncle Duo's rambling. He's waiting for the war to be declared also.
"I'M TALKING ABOUT TROWA YOU BASTARD!!!" Hang on to your sweeties and kiss your asses good bye. The bombs are beginning to fly now. Hikaru and I try to decide whether we should move to a more safe location and risk being seen or stay under the table.
"Oh, um... that he..." Uncle Duo eeps, I think he's hiding outside of the screen now.
"Don't you dare hide from me Duo Maxwell." You know, that is the first time I have heard my father hiss... what the hell am I DOING?! Talking about hissing when Hikaru and I should be trying to find a nuclear fall out shelter. I grab onto said younger brother's arm and pull him out from under the table. We move to a more secure location... behind the couch.
"Yuy, maybe you should take a few calming breaths." I see Uncle Duo has called for reinforcements. Uncle Wufei.
"Shut it Chang." Tou-san snaps angrily. "You didn't tell me either." Ouch, Uncle Wufei has been hit. I can feel him wince from all the way behind the couch. Hey look! It's my Gameboy Advanced! I wondered what happened to that! Oh right, off subject.
"Heero. Be reasonable." They brought in the big guns. Uncle Quatre.
"BE REASONABLE?!" Wow, he roared. "You didn't fucking tell me he was coming!" Ouch, he never swears in front of Hikaru and I. Especially not in English or another language we understand.
"That's because I told them not to." Trowa's voice says. So he's at the Winner mansion?
"Trowa." Tou-san says. Damn. He went Perfect Soldier on us.
"Heero." Trowa answers. Well, at least he seems unscathed by the wrath of the almighty Heero Yuy. "Where are Hikaru and Triton."
"Finding their lost items behind the couch." Tou-san answers. I can feel the heat rising to my face as Hikaru blushes also. Oh well, better safe than sorry I always say. I'd rather be a live chicken than a dead lion.
"How have you been Heero?" Trowa asks.
"Fine." Tou-san answers. He's on to one-word answers. Yup, the soldier strikes again.
"Married?" Trowa asks.
"Single." Tou-san spits out.
"Than who..." Trowa stops himself.
"Heero you have to tell them." Uncle Quat pipes up. Hikaru and I come out from behind the couch and peek around the corner to see the phone. It looks like Uncle Quat is hiding behind his much taller best friend with Uncle Duo hiding behind him. With those six words the fight goes out of my father. He never gives up. This is scary. Hikaru quickly pushes a chair under him as his legs collapse and the two of us stand behind him.
"Not over the phone." Tou-san whispers.
"Than come over here." Quatre answers. "You don't have to say why. You just have to tell them the facts."
"We're coming." Tou-san says and cuts the line short. He takes in a deep breath before saying in the deadest tone I have ever heard him use, "finish your dinner and than we are going over to your Uncles' house." Silently Karu and I go to finish dinner.
It's Hikaru here. We are just being shown into the living room of the Winner Mansion. It was a silent dinner, clean up, and car ride and now we're here. We reach the living room and silently take seats on the floor by Tou-san, who sits on the couch. Trowa is sitting on another couch across from our father while Uncle Duo, Uncle Quatre, and Uncle Wufei sit in various chairs.
Solo, James, and Meilan are with Aunty Iria (Uncle Quatre's older sister) tonight and aren't here. It's dead silent. Finally Uncle Quatre clears his throat. "Heero, you better tell them." Tou-san sighs and runs a hand through his unruly dark brown hair. He flops tiredly back into the couch and starts to speak. He sounds like he's reading mission reports instead of something that could potentially flip our lives on their heads.
"Do you remember when we sent the Gundams into the sun?" Tou-san asks Trowa, his blue eyes never leaving his face.
"...Yes..." The tall man finally remarks cautiously.
"Do you remember that night?" Tou-san asks again.
"...Yes." Trowa answers. Tou-san looks down. "What about that night? I thought you would have forgotten about it by now." Our father lets out a harsh laugh at that comment.
"I could never forget about that night." Tou-san remarks bitterly, yet with a soft look in his eyes as if he is treasuring a gift. He runs his fingers through both my hair and Triton's.
"Why?" Trowa asks softy. And then our father said the one sentence that would change my life, and my brother's, forever.
"Because that is the night you got me pregnant."
And there it is! I was actually going to have it come out differently but the story ran away with me. Oh well. I know it's short again but that was such a perfect place to leave off... The next one will be longer! I promise! I left you all a cliffhanger as a parting gift! Please Review! Flames are welcome!
Genre: Romance/ Drama
Rating: PG-13 (to be on the safe side in case of language, violence, etc.)
Warning: YAOI, SHONEN-AI, BOY/BOY PAIRINGS! M-preg.
Pairings: 1/3, 2/4/5, Zechs/ Noin, Hikaru/ Solo, Triton/ James, Meilan/ Millardo.
Notes: Takes place fifteen years after Endless Waltz. The children of the Gundam pilots are the same characters from Harry Potter and the Angels of War but nothing from that story is crossing over to this one.
Hi all! See, I posted two chapters in a row!
Meeting You
Chapter Three: Reunion
Hi! It's Hikaru here! As you can tell I just went out on a date with Solo so my sugar levels are WAY above normal! Hee hee hee. Oh, thank you Triton. Big bro here just slapped me. I'm sober again and down from my sugar high. Anyway, it's been a week since the 'Big Top Incident' as Solo likes to call it. I've gone back to see Trowa three times this week, I take Triton with me since he loves lions too.
It was weird. The first time Trowa and Triton met, Catherine (that's Trowa's older sister by the way) nearly had a heart attack. Catherine has Trowa's face but her eyes are blue instead of green. Her curly hair is shoulder length and a light red, almost brown. She is very nice but she has a strange fetish for serving us soup and clucking at us like a mother hen for being skinny.
I know I shouldn't trust them, as of they're strangers but they're actually not. Apparently Trowa is Uncle Quatre's best friend and that one Gundam pilot we never met. Uncle Quat told us all about it when we dropped the three off home. (Millardo was the first to get home being the closest to the circus). When he heard what happened Uncle Quat gave a laugh and said, "that sounds like Trowa. He's been my best friend for years. He was the pilot of the Gundam Heavyarms during the war."
Uncle Quatre is around five feet five with wide Aquamarine eyes that glow with warmth. His face is angelic and coupled with his pale blonde hair he looks like all the stereotypes of angels. When we told him this he said something about Tou-san fitting the role better than he does. But I'm regressing again... sorry...
"Tadaima!" Triton and I call as we enter the house. Tadaima means I'm home. We went to visit Trowa after school. He says that he doesn't mind us hanging around because than Catherine fusses over us instead of him. He also likes the fact that the lions, which apparently like him the best out of all of the other circus performers, get along with us.
"Okaeri." Tou-san's voice floats out from the kitchen. Okaeri means welcome home. We enter said kitchen, after taking off our shoes, to find our dad stirring something in a pot on the stove. He's home early today, that's good. Lady Une had really been making him bust ass lately. "You two are home late."
"Oh, we were at the circus." Triton remarks. We put our stuff down in our rooms and than wash hands before coming down to help with dinner. It is almost six o' clock after all, and a Friday night to boot.
"The circus huh?" Tou-san asks with an amused smile. "You're not thinking about running away are you?"
"Nah, Catherine can't cook as good as you can." Tou-san's smile drops off and he stops stirring the pot.
"Ca-therine?" He asks slowly not moving. I see Triton frown as he looks up form where he was getting out lettuce for a salad. I poke my head out of the cupboard where I've been looking for the bag of rice.
"Yeah, she's one of the acrobats at the circus." I answer slowly. "She and her younger brother have an act..." I trail off. Tou-san has a really weird look on his face.
"Younger brother..." Tou-san trails off.
"Yeah..." Triton remarks as he and I trade looks. "His name is Trowa Barton. Uncle Quatre said that he was the other Gundam pilot." Tou-san drops the spoon he was holding and it hits the ground staining the white tiles with the chili that was clinging to it. I move to clean it up as Tou- san has frozen.
"Tou-san?" I ask cautiously. Is he okay? His face looks as white as a sheet and his eyes look really, really big. Like he just saw a ghost. Scratch that... like he just heard a ghost.
"Trowa... Barton..." Okay... my father is really starting to scare me now. "You saw Trowa Barton."
"Well... yeah..." Triton trails off and looks worriedly at Tou-san. He does look as if he is going to faint. Both Tri and I move behind him just in case he goes under. "He lets us pet the lions after school." Now, for normal parents telling them that you go to hang out with big deadly cats that could rip you apart is a big nono. Actually... for us that's the case too... Wow... Tou-san must really be out of it if he didn't even care.
"Trowa..." Tou-san looks like he's going to collapse so I gently lead him to a chair. There you go, just stay conscious while Triton gets you a glass of water. Yes, Triton, you know, your oldest son. (Grr...) I move to turn off the chili before it burns as Triton hands our dad a glass of water.
Okay, he's calming down. The only thing we have to worry about now is if he goes Perfect Soldier on us. He does that when he gets shocked. Uncle Duo told us that after sobbing hysterically after finding out he was pregnant with us he went Perfect Soldier for three entire months. He snapped out of it the first time Triton and I kicked, so says Uncle Duo.
Tou-san takes a calming deep breath before standing up and going back to cooking, acting as if nothing had ever happened. "How was school?" He asks. Tri and I trade looks before coming to the agreement that we won't say a damned thing about the change in topic.
"It was fine." Triton answers and we go back to preparing dinner.
Hey, it's Triton again. Half way through dinner the phone rang. Tou-san got up to get it and it was Uncle Duo. He then did something extremely rare. He started to yell. Here's the conversation. (Thank God for vidphones.)
"Heero Yuy." Tou-san answered.
"Hiya Hee-chan!" That would be Uncle Duo.
"Maxwell..." I can feel his eyes narrowing dangerously.
"Oh, Quat wanted to know if you were still up for going on a picnic with the boys tomorrow." That braided uncle of mine remarks. Uncle Duo is tall at 5'10. His hair is chestnut brown and falls to his thighs in a single braid. His face is heart-shaped and his eyes are wide and an earnest violet. His attitude is more like Solo's than anyone else's.
"Of course." Tou-san answers. But he sounds pissed... not good. "Maxwell?" He hasn't called Uncle Duo by his first name. Not a good sign for our uncle. Not a good sign at all.
"Yes Ro?" Okay, he sounds nervous.
"Why didn't you tell me he was here?" Our father asks. He says it softly, coldly, deadly. I thank all the gods and goddesses above that I have never been on the receiving end of that tone.
"Um..." nervous chuckling by Uncle Duo. "Who are you talking about?"
"Who am I talking about?" Tou-san parroted his words back. I think Hikaru and I should start grabbing the sand bags and build a safe little fort now. We both seek refuge under the table. I think the nuke weapons are about to fall and their wave of devastation can reach even here.
"Well, yeah, you haven't said his name yet." Uncle Duo's rambling. He's waiting for the war to be declared also.
"I'M TALKING ABOUT TROWA YOU BASTARD!!!" Hang on to your sweeties and kiss your asses good bye. The bombs are beginning to fly now. Hikaru and I try to decide whether we should move to a more safe location and risk being seen or stay under the table.
"Oh, um... that he..." Uncle Duo eeps, I think he's hiding outside of the screen now.
"Don't you dare hide from me Duo Maxwell." You know, that is the first time I have heard my father hiss... what the hell am I DOING?! Talking about hissing when Hikaru and I should be trying to find a nuclear fall out shelter. I grab onto said younger brother's arm and pull him out from under the table. We move to a more secure location... behind the couch.
"Yuy, maybe you should take a few calming breaths." I see Uncle Duo has called for reinforcements. Uncle Wufei.
"Shut it Chang." Tou-san snaps angrily. "You didn't tell me either." Ouch, Uncle Wufei has been hit. I can feel him wince from all the way behind the couch. Hey look! It's my Gameboy Advanced! I wondered what happened to that! Oh right, off subject.
"Heero. Be reasonable." They brought in the big guns. Uncle Quatre.
"BE REASONABLE?!" Wow, he roared. "You didn't fucking tell me he was coming!" Ouch, he never swears in front of Hikaru and I. Especially not in English or another language we understand.
"That's because I told them not to." Trowa's voice says. So he's at the Winner mansion?
"Trowa." Tou-san says. Damn. He went Perfect Soldier on us.
"Heero." Trowa answers. Well, at least he seems unscathed by the wrath of the almighty Heero Yuy. "Where are Hikaru and Triton."
"Finding their lost items behind the couch." Tou-san answers. I can feel the heat rising to my face as Hikaru blushes also. Oh well, better safe than sorry I always say. I'd rather be a live chicken than a dead lion.
"How have you been Heero?" Trowa asks.
"Fine." Tou-san answers. He's on to one-word answers. Yup, the soldier strikes again.
"Married?" Trowa asks.
"Single." Tou-san spits out.
"Than who..." Trowa stops himself.
"Heero you have to tell them." Uncle Quat pipes up. Hikaru and I come out from behind the couch and peek around the corner to see the phone. It looks like Uncle Quat is hiding behind his much taller best friend with Uncle Duo hiding behind him. With those six words the fight goes out of my father. He never gives up. This is scary. Hikaru quickly pushes a chair under him as his legs collapse and the two of us stand behind him.
"Not over the phone." Tou-san whispers.
"Than come over here." Quatre answers. "You don't have to say why. You just have to tell them the facts."
"We're coming." Tou-san says and cuts the line short. He takes in a deep breath before saying in the deadest tone I have ever heard him use, "finish your dinner and than we are going over to your Uncles' house." Silently Karu and I go to finish dinner.
It's Hikaru here. We are just being shown into the living room of the Winner Mansion. It was a silent dinner, clean up, and car ride and now we're here. We reach the living room and silently take seats on the floor by Tou-san, who sits on the couch. Trowa is sitting on another couch across from our father while Uncle Duo, Uncle Quatre, and Uncle Wufei sit in various chairs.
Solo, James, and Meilan are with Aunty Iria (Uncle Quatre's older sister) tonight and aren't here. It's dead silent. Finally Uncle Quatre clears his throat. "Heero, you better tell them." Tou-san sighs and runs a hand through his unruly dark brown hair. He flops tiredly back into the couch and starts to speak. He sounds like he's reading mission reports instead of something that could potentially flip our lives on their heads.
"Do you remember when we sent the Gundams into the sun?" Tou-san asks Trowa, his blue eyes never leaving his face.
"...Yes..." The tall man finally remarks cautiously.
"Do you remember that night?" Tou-san asks again.
"...Yes." Trowa answers. Tou-san looks down. "What about that night? I thought you would have forgotten about it by now." Our father lets out a harsh laugh at that comment.
"I could never forget about that night." Tou-san remarks bitterly, yet with a soft look in his eyes as if he is treasuring a gift. He runs his fingers through both my hair and Triton's.
"Why?" Trowa asks softy. And then our father said the one sentence that would change my life, and my brother's, forever.
"Because that is the night you got me pregnant."
And there it is! I was actually going to have it come out differently but the story ran away with me. Oh well. I know it's short again but that was such a perfect place to leave off... The next one will be longer! I promise! I left you all a cliffhanger as a parting gift! Please Review! Flames are welcome!