Title: Room for the Past
For: killermuff
Fandom: Gundam Wing
Characters: Heero, Duo and Relena
Rating: G-PG (for things implied)
Request: Write a fic that shows how you think that Heero would "be" if the child (you choose the gender) had a chestnut braid, purplish eyes, and acted like Duo. You can set it during or after the OAV/EW. I hope you enjoy this fic.

Heero ignored the pair that was sharing the room with him. Their chatter was light and a bout of laughter would be issued by one or the other. At each laugh, he would freeze for the part of a second before continuing to type as if nothing had happened. No one appeared to notice these slight hitches in his typing, so he continued to try to ignore the scene behind him. It was only when a thump was heard behind him along with the laughing pair that finally caused him to turn around.

The sight that greeted him was Relena laying on her back holding her sides with her arms, laughing hysterically. The other part of the laughing pair could be seen collapsed on the floor. Tears of either mirth or pain from his fall, pooling in the corner of his eyes. His body was curled up in a fetal position as he too continued to laugh.

"Just what is so funny?" Heero asked, turning a stern eye to them both.

A quick glance was shared between the two before their giggles were renewed into full gales of laughter, encouraging him to start to glare at them. When they managed to get themselves under control, Duo rolled his body so that he could look up at Heero. A full mouthed smile and dancing violet eyes greeted him. Heero's gaze quickly danced away.

A slightly smug grin on Relena's face greeted him instead. He kept his harsh stare focused on her cornflower colored eyes.

"Oh, don't be that way," Relena let out in a huff, her smile fading into a pout. "This little trip is supposed to be fun. And Duo and I were having fun, weren't we, Duo?"

"Yeah, lighten up a little," Duo teased, while examining the other boy's face, trying to keep the tone light. He had noticed the flicker of something akin to pain that had flashed through his old teammate's eyes. "We were only talking about your finer points."

The cobalt gaze turned slowly to the boy, who was still situated on the floor. The eye contact that got established between the two was quickly broken, as Heero tore his gaze away. Duo's brows knit together a little as he took in the boy on the chair. Relena watched the brief interchange with a bit of worry.

"I hardly see why that would cause such an uproar," Heero said steadily.

"It was nothing," Duo replied as he wrapped his hand around one of Heero's. Duo had manuevered himself to sitting on the floor next to the chair. One hand raised to hold one callused hand.

"Anyway, I'm here now," Duo whispered just loud enough for Heero to hear him.

It was only then that Heero's body seemed to relax, though no one could ever say when he'd become so tense. Duo turned his own violet gaze up to the other boy and was met with the cobalt blue he was used to. Their gazes stared unflinchingly at the other, neither wanting to break contact. Any trace of the emotion that had been so prevalent during their war torn days was now gone. Duo smiled genuinely up at Heero. All was once more right in his world.

"Oh, get a room you two," Relena scrunched her face up in mock-disgust.

"We did," Duo replied. He looked over to the girl on the bed and waggled his eyebrows at her.

"I knew I should have gotten my own hotel room," She groaned.