DISCLAIMER: I do not own Gundam Wing or the characters in it.
I am sorry for the great delay in my updates. I was temporarily banned from updating. But now that that is fixed, I shall continue. Yeah!
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They glared at each other for a good five minutes after arriving back at the apartment from work that day. Upon arrival they were unsure how to deal with dinner purposes.
Heero did not know weather Hilde could cook or not. Or even if it was of any quality for that manner. Sure, Duo ate her food. But Duo ate anything that looked edible. Weather it was or not. While he had learned to cook from Dr. J. (who would have thought J was a good cook?)
Hilde glared back at him for what it was worth. He obviously didn't know how good of a cook she was. Duo never complained about her food. In fact he always complimented on it. She had her mother to thank for that. Her mother had taught her everything about cooking from a very young age.
When she moved in, she noticed several cooking utensils, herbs, spices, seasonings, and a few cookbooks as well, shockingly enough. Who would of thought that he knew how to cook? But most of these things looked like they had not been used in years. Only collecting dust. She would put them to use.
While glaring at her, he used his peripheral vision to glare at everything else while he was at it. During the time that she had been here the past few weeks, his apartment had become hers.
Photo's and pictures about the room. Some of them surprisingly had him in them. A vase with flowers in it on the dining table. The smell of incense wafted through the apartment. Anyone who might have come regularly to the apartment would now never recognize it as his own. Thankfully, people didn't come regularly.
"Unless you plan on cooking yourself, I suggest you move aside!" She said dangerously. Just because she let Duo get away with what he wanted to didn't mean she would let this guy. This was his fault now anyway.
"Hn!" He said defiantly and continued to glare back at her. Translation: "You took over the rest of the apartment! The kitchen is mine!" With they way she was going, he was half surprised but still thankful that she had not touched his bedroom. The other two guest rooms in the apartment however, (though he wouldn't admit it verbally or any other way) looked a lot better.
"Are you going to cook diner? No? I thought not. Now shove off so I can fix us something to eat." She pushed him out of the way. Which surprisingly enough, he let her do.
Heero sighed and glared at her. He had two thoughts running through his head right then. One was how the hell Duo had survived living with this woman for five years. And two, if she was really as good of a cook as she let on. Sure, he could cook, but he was rarely in the mood too.
Keeping his emotions in check, he stalked out of the kitchen back to his bedroom. Closing the door so she would not here him, he growled in annoyance. It wouldn't be long before she won the title for the person to annoy him the most. Former champion Duo Maxwell.
He could smell the food all over the apartment. Making his stomach growl. Damn her and her cooking. He stormed out of the bedroom and back into the kitchen with the ready to eat food.
Hilde smiled as Heero came back walking into the kitchen. She knew no one could resist her cooking. She spooned some of her (self dubbed) famous casserole onto two plates and sat them down on the table. He sat down and waited for her to be seated before he began eating.
Sitting down, she began eating. Enjoying her own food as much as the next person would. Numerous people, friends and acquaintances, told her that her food was exquisite. And this casserole was her best. She wondered if she could catch the perfect soldier off guard again. Perhaps see him smile again?
Her hopes were diminished as she watched him eat without any reaction form him what so ever. Her annoyance at this man steadily grew as it was earlier that day. He was eating like a machine! Did he even taste the food? After she had worked so hard on it in hopes of getting some kind of positive reaction from him!
He ate his food silently. Not that he would let his emotions betray him, but he did decide the food to be of good quality. He ignored her glare as he finished the food on his plate. Waiting patiently for her to finish her own. Once done, he got up and placed the dirty dishes in the dishwasher.
Hilde gritted her teeth. Her annoyance was drifting away. Being replaced with that of horror. She had never NOT gotten a comment on her cooking before. Was her cooking that bad that he refused to say anything? Her anger flared again. Or was the bastard too unemotional to know how to express gratitude for a good cooked meal?
She couldn't take it anymore. She had to ask. Though truthfully, she wasn't expecting an answer from him. "So, how is my cooking?" She said as dryly as she could manage. Not wanting to show that it mattered to her.
Heero stopped just on his way out of the kitchen when she asked him the question. The food was good yes. But he had to think of a good compliment for it. "Hn." He said before leaving the kitchen.
Unsure was she, if she should be angry with him for not saying anything. Or pleased at having gotten any kind of statement from him at all. Even if it was only a grunt.
Heero and Hilde both walked into the living room and both reached for the remote at the same time. They glared at one another.
"There is a documentary on the way I intend on watching." Heero stated emotionless. But not picking up the remote. It almost looked like an old western stand off.
"You don't need to watch a documentary on it. You were there. There is a good romance comedy I want to watch. Sleepless in Seattle." She stated defiantly. Refusing to back down.
"Do you enjoy reminding yourself of the ruined love life you have?" He asked bluntly. Looking to get under her skin.
"Do you enjoy reminding yourself of the blood filled reality you live in?" Hilde turned around the stalked into the bathroom. Slamming the door behind her.
Heero felt his left eye twitch. He could here her in the bathroom sobbing. Calmly walking to the bathroom door, he opened it, thankful that it was unl0ocked. He wouldn't want to have to break down his own door.
She was sitting on the toilet crying. All this for a movie? No. He knew better than that. Duo. This was his fault. Duo's fault for leaving her broken like this. Duo's fault for getting them drunk.
Meanwhile, he himself had not done anything to try and help her either. "I'm sorry." He forced the words out of his mouth. Not used to saying those words.
Hilde looked up at him with hatred in her eyes. Tears running down her face. Making Heero wonder just what he had done wrong now to make the woman angry. "It doesn't matter if you're sorry or not! Its still you fault!" She screamed at him and buried her face in her arms.
"What's my fault?"
She looked down at her feet and mumbled something not quite audible to him.
"What?" He asked again. Feeling his own patience begin to wear out.
"I said I'm PREGNANT!" She screamed in tangled sobs and collapsed to the floor on her knees. What would she do now? Duo was gone from her now. What would she do now?
Heero's eyes went wide. And I mean really wide. That was the farthest thing from his mind right then. He had not even considered that possibility. And now he knew why she was so angry with him.
Which brought another question to his mind. "Whose is it?"
"Its yours." She answered automatically. The question not even seeming to cross her mind for a second.
"How can you be sure?"
"Because Duo and I never took that chance. Duo. . .he said. . .he told me he didn't want children." She started crying again. This time she wasn't sure if it was because she had lost Duo, or out of happiness. She was finally going to have a child. And what a price it was.
Heero looked dumbstruck. Which was a rare thing in Heero's case as he stood in the doorway. Cautiously and awkwardly he walked in the room and say down on the floor next to her. Not knowing exactly the proper way to comfort somebody, he patted her shoulder lightly.
She turned to him and hugged his fiercely. Crying into his shirt. Heero was confused. Wasn't she angry with him just a moment ago?
I am sorry for the great delay in my updates. I was temporarily banned from updating. But now that that is fixed, I shall continue. Yeah!
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They glared at each other for a good five minutes after arriving back at the apartment from work that day. Upon arrival they were unsure how to deal with dinner purposes.
Heero did not know weather Hilde could cook or not. Or even if it was of any quality for that manner. Sure, Duo ate her food. But Duo ate anything that looked edible. Weather it was or not. While he had learned to cook from Dr. J. (who would have thought J was a good cook?)
Hilde glared back at him for what it was worth. He obviously didn't know how good of a cook she was. Duo never complained about her food. In fact he always complimented on it. She had her mother to thank for that. Her mother had taught her everything about cooking from a very young age.
When she moved in, she noticed several cooking utensils, herbs, spices, seasonings, and a few cookbooks as well, shockingly enough. Who would of thought that he knew how to cook? But most of these things looked like they had not been used in years. Only collecting dust. She would put them to use.
While glaring at her, he used his peripheral vision to glare at everything else while he was at it. During the time that she had been here the past few weeks, his apartment had become hers.
Photo's and pictures about the room. Some of them surprisingly had him in them. A vase with flowers in it on the dining table. The smell of incense wafted through the apartment. Anyone who might have come regularly to the apartment would now never recognize it as his own. Thankfully, people didn't come regularly.
"Unless you plan on cooking yourself, I suggest you move aside!" She said dangerously. Just because she let Duo get away with what he wanted to didn't mean she would let this guy. This was his fault now anyway.
"Hn!" He said defiantly and continued to glare back at her. Translation: "You took over the rest of the apartment! The kitchen is mine!" With they way she was going, he was half surprised but still thankful that she had not touched his bedroom. The other two guest rooms in the apartment however, (though he wouldn't admit it verbally or any other way) looked a lot better.
"Are you going to cook diner? No? I thought not. Now shove off so I can fix us something to eat." She pushed him out of the way. Which surprisingly enough, he let her do.
Heero sighed and glared at her. He had two thoughts running through his head right then. One was how the hell Duo had survived living with this woman for five years. And two, if she was really as good of a cook as she let on. Sure, he could cook, but he was rarely in the mood too.
Keeping his emotions in check, he stalked out of the kitchen back to his bedroom. Closing the door so she would not here him, he growled in annoyance. It wouldn't be long before she won the title for the person to annoy him the most. Former champion Duo Maxwell.
He could smell the food all over the apartment. Making his stomach growl. Damn her and her cooking. He stormed out of the bedroom and back into the kitchen with the ready to eat food.
Hilde smiled as Heero came back walking into the kitchen. She knew no one could resist her cooking. She spooned some of her (self dubbed) famous casserole onto two plates and sat them down on the table. He sat down and waited for her to be seated before he began eating.
Sitting down, she began eating. Enjoying her own food as much as the next person would. Numerous people, friends and acquaintances, told her that her food was exquisite. And this casserole was her best. She wondered if she could catch the perfect soldier off guard again. Perhaps see him smile again?
Her hopes were diminished as she watched him eat without any reaction form him what so ever. Her annoyance at this man steadily grew as it was earlier that day. He was eating like a machine! Did he even taste the food? After she had worked so hard on it in hopes of getting some kind of positive reaction from him!
He ate his food silently. Not that he would let his emotions betray him, but he did decide the food to be of good quality. He ignored her glare as he finished the food on his plate. Waiting patiently for her to finish her own. Once done, he got up and placed the dirty dishes in the dishwasher.
Hilde gritted her teeth. Her annoyance was drifting away. Being replaced with that of horror. She had never NOT gotten a comment on her cooking before. Was her cooking that bad that he refused to say anything? Her anger flared again. Or was the bastard too unemotional to know how to express gratitude for a good cooked meal?
She couldn't take it anymore. She had to ask. Though truthfully, she wasn't expecting an answer from him. "So, how is my cooking?" She said as dryly as she could manage. Not wanting to show that it mattered to her.
Heero stopped just on his way out of the kitchen when she asked him the question. The food was good yes. But he had to think of a good compliment for it. "Hn." He said before leaving the kitchen.
Unsure was she, if she should be angry with him for not saying anything. Or pleased at having gotten any kind of statement from him at all. Even if it was only a grunt.
Heero and Hilde both walked into the living room and both reached for the remote at the same time. They glared at one another.
"There is a documentary on the way I intend on watching." Heero stated emotionless. But not picking up the remote. It almost looked like an old western stand off.
"You don't need to watch a documentary on it. You were there. There is a good romance comedy I want to watch. Sleepless in Seattle." She stated defiantly. Refusing to back down.
"Do you enjoy reminding yourself of the ruined love life you have?" He asked bluntly. Looking to get under her skin.
"Do you enjoy reminding yourself of the blood filled reality you live in?" Hilde turned around the stalked into the bathroom. Slamming the door behind her.
Heero felt his left eye twitch. He could here her in the bathroom sobbing. Calmly walking to the bathroom door, he opened it, thankful that it was unl0ocked. He wouldn't want to have to break down his own door.
She was sitting on the toilet crying. All this for a movie? No. He knew better than that. Duo. This was his fault. Duo's fault for leaving her broken like this. Duo's fault for getting them drunk.
Meanwhile, he himself had not done anything to try and help her either. "I'm sorry." He forced the words out of his mouth. Not used to saying those words.
Hilde looked up at him with hatred in her eyes. Tears running down her face. Making Heero wonder just what he had done wrong now to make the woman angry. "It doesn't matter if you're sorry or not! Its still you fault!" She screamed at him and buried her face in her arms.
"What's my fault?"
She looked down at her feet and mumbled something not quite audible to him.
"What?" He asked again. Feeling his own patience begin to wear out.
"I said I'm PREGNANT!" She screamed in tangled sobs and collapsed to the floor on her knees. What would she do now? Duo was gone from her now. What would she do now?
Heero's eyes went wide. And I mean really wide. That was the farthest thing from his mind right then. He had not even considered that possibility. And now he knew why she was so angry with him.
Which brought another question to his mind. "Whose is it?"
"Its yours." She answered automatically. The question not even seeming to cross her mind for a second.
"How can you be sure?"
"Because Duo and I never took that chance. Duo. . .he said. . .he told me he didn't want children." She started crying again. This time she wasn't sure if it was because she had lost Duo, or out of happiness. She was finally going to have a child. And what a price it was.
Heero looked dumbstruck. Which was a rare thing in Heero's case as he stood in the doorway. Cautiously and awkwardly he walked in the room and say down on the floor next to her. Not knowing exactly the proper way to comfort somebody, he patted her shoulder lightly.
She turned to him and hugged his fiercely. Crying into his shirt. Heero was confused. Wasn't she angry with him just a moment ago?