DISCLAIMER: I do not own Gundam Wing or the characters in it or anything of
that sort. This story is coming along slowly. Thank you for being patient.
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Hilde's eyes darted nervously from the clock on the wall to the door. Awaiting her parent's arrival. Crap. She didn't even know how long they intended to stay. It could be two days, it could be two weeks. God forbid. All she knew was that this was not going to be easy. Mr. Emotionless sitting over there without a worry in the world.
It just so happens that Mr. Emotionless was not emotionless at all. He just covered them really, really well. Sitting on the couch, he watched Hilde as she scurried about the room waiting for her family's arrival. But enough about her. It was hard enough worrying about one future addition to his non-existent family without worrying about his future non-existent in- laws.
He looked at the coffee table next to him. A book sitting on it that Hilde had placed there to make it seem as if this had all been planned out. "How to be a good Parent." The real question was, how on earth had Duo survived so long living with this woman?
The doorbell rang and Hilde ran to the door to answer it. Heero got up also and stood next to her as she opened the door. A woman stepped in, looking like an older version of Hilde with longer hair down to her shoulder. She embraced her daughter in a hug when she saw him standing behind her.
Releasing her daughter, she approached him. Heero put out his hand looking to exchange greeting with her. When he was met unexpected with his own hug. She released him and looked at him happily. "Its nice to finally meet you Mr. Yuy. My future son in law!"
"Its nice to meet you as well, Mrs. Schbeiker. But call me Heero." He had to work to put a little emotion into the words. But the greeting was genuine. He told Hilde that he would not abandon her. And he wouldn't. Even if it meant. . .expressing emotion.
"Only if you call me by m first name, Hilda." She smiled at him and turned her attention back to her daughter. "He's so nice and polite! And so handsome! You got yourself a keeper Hilde!"
Heero didn't have time to reflect on that when someone else walked though the door. A large burly man with a close beard walked in the door. Obviously her father. He hugged Hilde and picked her up off the floor in a hug. "Hilde! Will you forgive a stubborn old man?"
"Always Dad. Always." She hugged her father back, tears running down her face in happiness. He set her back on the ground gentler than he had picked her up.
Releasing his daughter from the hug, he noticed Heero standing behind her and his gaze hardened. Not so much glaring at staring. A piecing gaze that Heero often got from Millardo. He felt the sudden urge to step back a bit, but held his ground.
Mr. Schbeiker walked towards him. His gaze unwavering. He kept his eyes level with his. Pushing his arm out for him to shake it, Heero retuned the gesture. The shook his hand firmly. The man applied pressure to it and Heero applied pressure as well. Matching his grip with his own.
"Firm grip. I like that. Says a lot about you, Mr. Yuy." The man's eyes softened ever so slightly as he immediately smirked at him.
"Likewise, sir." Heero nodded his head in agreement. The man turned out to be exactly what Hilde had described him to be. And Heero could only think that they would both get along very well on a normal basis. He went out the door and came back in a moment later heaving a bunch of luggage. Most of which he handed to Heero. Who took them without complaint.
"I was worried, Hilde! Thank goodness I was wrong!" He smiled at his daughter and pointed a thumb in his direction. Making Heero wonder what he was referring too.
"What do you mean, sir?" He asked the old man who in turned grinned at him. Making Heero even more confused.
"Well, you see. My daughter used to go out will all the goof ball kind of people. Bunch of longhaired hippies. No respect. No responsibility." He looked back at his daughter again. "Glad to see she finally made the right choice in a man."
Heero immediately paled slightly at the thought of Duo. Both he and Hilde having the same thoughts run through their head. "used to" and "finally." He had to keep in mind that He and Hilde were supposed to be lovers.
"Heero!" Hilde motioned him over toward her and the door as four young men stepped in, each a bag in hand. "These are my four older brothers." Each of them looked to be a few years older than him and each a younger version of Mr. Schbeiker. "Jason, John, Jeremiah, and Jesse." She pointed to each of them in turn.
As they walked though, he shook their hands in turn. The oldest looking one stopped and looked at him after he shook his hand. "If you ever hurt her, I'll kill you." The young man glared at him with all seriousness.
Heero couldn't help but smirk at the young man. Finding it oh so funny. Even if he would never laugh. That was usually his line to people.
More people began to file in the door. Greeted by Hilde each in turn. She paled slightly as she felt someone glare at her. Knowing that glare all to well, she paled slightly. Evidently, she forgot to tell Heero just how many family members would be arriving. For Heero, this was going to be a very long night. And the beginning of a very long holiday.
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Hilde's eyes darted nervously from the clock on the wall to the door. Awaiting her parent's arrival. Crap. She didn't even know how long they intended to stay. It could be two days, it could be two weeks. God forbid. All she knew was that this was not going to be easy. Mr. Emotionless sitting over there without a worry in the world.
It just so happens that Mr. Emotionless was not emotionless at all. He just covered them really, really well. Sitting on the couch, he watched Hilde as she scurried about the room waiting for her family's arrival. But enough about her. It was hard enough worrying about one future addition to his non-existent family without worrying about his future non-existent in- laws.
He looked at the coffee table next to him. A book sitting on it that Hilde had placed there to make it seem as if this had all been planned out. "How to be a good Parent." The real question was, how on earth had Duo survived so long living with this woman?
The doorbell rang and Hilde ran to the door to answer it. Heero got up also and stood next to her as she opened the door. A woman stepped in, looking like an older version of Hilde with longer hair down to her shoulder. She embraced her daughter in a hug when she saw him standing behind her.
Releasing her daughter, she approached him. Heero put out his hand looking to exchange greeting with her. When he was met unexpected with his own hug. She released him and looked at him happily. "Its nice to finally meet you Mr. Yuy. My future son in law!"
"Its nice to meet you as well, Mrs. Schbeiker. But call me Heero." He had to work to put a little emotion into the words. But the greeting was genuine. He told Hilde that he would not abandon her. And he wouldn't. Even if it meant. . .expressing emotion.
"Only if you call me by m first name, Hilda." She smiled at him and turned her attention back to her daughter. "He's so nice and polite! And so handsome! You got yourself a keeper Hilde!"
Heero didn't have time to reflect on that when someone else walked though the door. A large burly man with a close beard walked in the door. Obviously her father. He hugged Hilde and picked her up off the floor in a hug. "Hilde! Will you forgive a stubborn old man?"
"Always Dad. Always." She hugged her father back, tears running down her face in happiness. He set her back on the ground gentler than he had picked her up.
Releasing his daughter from the hug, he noticed Heero standing behind her and his gaze hardened. Not so much glaring at staring. A piecing gaze that Heero often got from Millardo. He felt the sudden urge to step back a bit, but held his ground.
Mr. Schbeiker walked towards him. His gaze unwavering. He kept his eyes level with his. Pushing his arm out for him to shake it, Heero retuned the gesture. The shook his hand firmly. The man applied pressure to it and Heero applied pressure as well. Matching his grip with his own.
"Firm grip. I like that. Says a lot about you, Mr. Yuy." The man's eyes softened ever so slightly as he immediately smirked at him.
"Likewise, sir." Heero nodded his head in agreement. The man turned out to be exactly what Hilde had described him to be. And Heero could only think that they would both get along very well on a normal basis. He went out the door and came back in a moment later heaving a bunch of luggage. Most of which he handed to Heero. Who took them without complaint.
"I was worried, Hilde! Thank goodness I was wrong!" He smiled at his daughter and pointed a thumb in his direction. Making Heero wonder what he was referring too.
"What do you mean, sir?" He asked the old man who in turned grinned at him. Making Heero even more confused.
"Well, you see. My daughter used to go out will all the goof ball kind of people. Bunch of longhaired hippies. No respect. No responsibility." He looked back at his daughter again. "Glad to see she finally made the right choice in a man."
Heero immediately paled slightly at the thought of Duo. Both he and Hilde having the same thoughts run through their head. "used to" and "finally." He had to keep in mind that He and Hilde were supposed to be lovers.
"Heero!" Hilde motioned him over toward her and the door as four young men stepped in, each a bag in hand. "These are my four older brothers." Each of them looked to be a few years older than him and each a younger version of Mr. Schbeiker. "Jason, John, Jeremiah, and Jesse." She pointed to each of them in turn.
As they walked though, he shook their hands in turn. The oldest looking one stopped and looked at him after he shook his hand. "If you ever hurt her, I'll kill you." The young man glared at him with all seriousness.
Heero couldn't help but smirk at the young man. Finding it oh so funny. Even if he would never laugh. That was usually his line to people.
More people began to file in the door. Greeted by Hilde each in turn. She paled slightly as she felt someone glare at her. Knowing that glare all to well, she paled slightly. Evidently, she forgot to tell Heero just how many family members would be arriving. For Heero, this was going to be a very long night. And the beginning of a very long holiday.