Heero's Baby

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How could this happen to me? . . . No I know how, J. He fucked me up again. This time so badly that I'm. . I'm . .Shit I'm shaking. Heero thought. He wrapped his arms around himself to try and stop his body from shaking. It was no good, the minute tremors coursed through every muscle.

Then there's him . . . Fuck what will he say, what will he think! He's going to leave I know it! Any chance I had of him being with me just went down the tube. Heero paused in his internal berating long enough to reposition his arms, letting go of himself and buring his face in his hands.

He had felt something on his face as his vision blured. He had no idea that it was tears. He was crying, an act so unfamiliar to him that he ignored the sting in his eyes and the tingle of tears rolling down his cheek. He had never cried before. He had never been allowed to during the war. But now he was allowed and the tears came without him even trying to stop them.

"God," he paused as he took in a shuddering breath, "what will he do. . ." He mumbled into his hands.

Duo turned around at the sound of the ragged breath to check on Heero. His heart ached at the state he saw his best friend in. The braided young man turned to face Wufei, tugging gently on Wufei's shirt, he motioned the China man to pull over. Wufei looked in the rearview mirror as he pulled over and took in Heero's condition.

Duo climbed over the seat and sat next to Heero, wrapping his arms around the distraught boy. He pulled Heero to him. Tucking Heero's head under his chin, he let his best friend bury his face against his chest. While Duo occupied himself with Heero, Wufei got out of the drivers seat and came around to the back and got back in.

Like Duo, Wufei wasted no time in trying to calm his friend. Putting a gental hand onto the trembling body before him, he began to rub soothing circles to try and get the man before him to calm down. It seemed to work as the tremors became more minute.

"Heero, come on, it will be alright. We promises, it will be ok. Things like this always work out." Duo cooed as he began to slowly rock side to side with Heero still pressed firmly to his chest.

"Heero, I know that it is hard but please tell us what is wrong-." Wufei started to ask gently before he was cut off.

"DAMN IT, Wufei! What do you think is wrong! I'm freakin pregnant because I was screwed over by a half-crocked old man!" Heero yelled as his head shot up from Duo's arms, revealing wet cheeks and red eyes. "And to top it all off, any chance I had with him is now down the shitter because I surely doubt that he would want to be with me now!" Heero continued just as venimently.

Heero paused taking a deep broken breath, he relaxed back into Duo's hold before apologizing, "Gomen Wufei, I shouldn't have snapped."

"Heero," Wufei paused, a small supportive smile coming to his lips, "It's alright, but it doesn't help us much if you don't tell us everything that is bothering you. We want to help, but you need to fill somethings in for us. Who is this 'he' you refer to?"

"Zechs" Heero whispered.

"Who?" Duo and Wufei asked in unison, their heads coming up quickly to look at one another.

"Zechs!" Heero burst again, "Zech is the 'he' I refer to!" He took a moment to swallow before he began again, calmer this time. "I've been trying to get the nerve to ask him out since we went out that night." His eyes were red rimmed, and blood shot. His face moist and showing the fresh trails of his tears as the began to fall again. "He's. . .He's. . " Heero buried his face back into Duo's chest.

"He's what Heero?" Duo prodded gently

"He's the . . . .Father." Heero whispered so softly into Dou's damp shirt that Wufei had to ask again, just to be sure.

"I'm sorry Heero, I couldn't hear you." Wufei said gently. Heero turned his head from Duo's chest, not looking at either of them, his whisper just loud enough to give no question to what he said.

"Zech is the father of my baby."

Wufei could have fainted. Frankly he wanted to, but this was not the time. He decided to let Duo comfort their friend while he composed himself.

Duo only tightened his grip to hold Heero in a hug as he began to rock side to side again. He brought one hand up and began to pet down Heero's hair, doing his best to calm his friend. Heero continued to cry silently. The tears trickling down his cheecks to be absorbed by Duo's shirt. Once Wufei had himself composed enough, he reached forward and pulled both men to him. Holding them both to his own chest, he rocked with Duo. Keeping a warm, loving hold on both.

"We only did it once. When we came back from that club,we were drunk and. . . ." Heero confessed quietly. " Afterwards, when he was asleep, I snuck back to my room. I was afraid to stay. I was afraid what he would say when he was sober. I just didn't want to get hurt, to let myself think that our drunken fling could become more." He paused, taking a deep breath that slowly became ragged as he sobbed. "I didn't want to become attached to someone I could lose easily."

Heero was taking this really hard, and he had all the right to. He was afraid, for the first time, he was really afraid and that made it even worse.

"Listen Heero, you have to tell him." Duo paused when Heero's head shot up, nearly hitting Wufei in the jaw. "I know your scared but you have too. Zechs is really the only one who can truly help you through this, him being the father and all." Duo said softly as he brushed Heero's moist bangs from his eyes. Heero only gave a slight nod. Duo was right, he did need to let Zechs know.

"Don't tell Quatre and Trowa-" Heero started to say before a giant of a yawn interupted, "I want to tell Zechs first." Yet again a yawn stopped him from finishing his sentence.

"Don't worry, that too will be up to you and Zech, once you tell him. But, just so you know, Fei and I will be right behind you the entire time, k?" Duo gave Heero one of his cheerful smiles before petting his hair down again, giving the normaly stotic man a light, supportive kiss on the forehead.

"Let's get you home before you fall asleep in the car." Wufei said as he gave both of the men in his arms a final warm hug.

Before Duo let go, he held Heero in front of him rubbing Heero's shoulders. He looked him sraight in the eye and smiled one of his real smiles, not one of the many fake ones he would pull during the war. It was at that point that Heero knew that no matter what happened at least Duo would always be there. Would always be his best friend.

Wufei got out again and went to the drivers seat, starting the car once again. The rest of the dirve home was uneventfule. Heero falling asleep agenst Duo's sholder. The braided man had decided to remain in the back with Heero for just in case purposes. Wufei didn't mind, Heero needed the suport and if he hadn't been the one driving, he would have been back there on Heero's other side.

Duo and Wufei where both at a lost when the reached home again. Neither wanted to wake Heero, he had cried himself into exhaustion. So they did the next best thing. Wufei went inside and came out with an all to eager to help Zechs. The platnum blond had no trubble reaching into the car and lifting his sleeping comrade out. Zechs took Heero straight to his room and laid him down on the bed, watching as the former pilot curled into a fetal ball as soon as he was laid down. Zech gave a soft chuckle at this before he picked up the light fleece blanket from the foot of the bed and covered the younger man up.

Heero was surprised to find it close to dinner time when he finally woke up. This was both good and bad. Good in the sense that everyone would be home by now, bad in the fact that everyone being home meant that Zech was too. He needed to tell that perfect angel of his soon-to-be fatherhood. It was after that thought that he realized what role he would have in his childs life. Mother. . . He gave a deep groan. Well, he would blow that bridge to hell when he got to it. (A/N He he, can't you see it now? Mommy Heero! hehe!) Right now he needed to take care of buisness.

He went down stairs and straight to the large sitting room where he knew he would at least find Quatre or Trowa. And find them he did, playing their instruments together as usual. Wufei was there also, sitting in a over stuffed chair reading one of his old novels, listing contently to Trowa and Quatre as they played. Duo was sitting happily on the floor infront of his lover, using the chair as a back support between Wufie's legs. Heero noticed that he was engrossed playing a game on his Game-Boy to really notice anything else.

Heero cleared his throat before speaking in a hushed whisper from the doorway, "Does any of you know where I can find Zechs at this time?" Quatre gently stopped playing and turned to look at Heero.

"I believe he is in the rose garden, Heero." Quatre answered cheerfully before a slight shadow of worry came to his face, his space heart reaching out to Heero and only finding unease, a slight bit of sadness, and worry. All overshadowing a bright inner happiness.

"What did Sally say, when you saw her?" The young blond asked, figuring Heero's state to be do to whatever was found out at the appointment.

"Stomach flu." Heero replied curtly, not turing to face Quatre as he walked away.

Just as Quatre had said, Heero found Zechs sitting on one of the several stone benches that were scatered along the paths in the rose garden. His head was tilted back so as to face the sun's warmth, just like the beautiful roses around him. Zechs hair cascaded down his back in platinum waves, the sun making it shine. The reflection of the sun gave him a bright halo, making him seem even more the angel in prayer. Heero watched him. The stronge fragrance of all the fresh roses making the moment even more perfect, and how he loathed to ruin it.

He's so beautiful. . . I can't do this, but I have to! Heero thought, steeling his resolve as he walked over to the bench holding his stomach in a protective manner.

"Zechs, I have something to tell you. It's very important." Heero spoke quietly, hoping to not break the magic that had woven it's web around the garden and Zechs. He had stopped just behind Zechs and the bench.

Zechs had startled somewhat at the softly spoken word. He had thought he was alone, enjoying the warm sun and fragrent roses. He simply turned his head and peered at Heero through half open eyes. The blond smiled softly at the slight gasp he hear Heero take at seeing the mistakenly sultry look he had given the boy. No, not a boy anymore, he doubted that Heero had every truly been a 'boy'. He was truly a man.

"Heero you startled me." Zechs said as sat up straight, a gental smile on his lips as he scooted over and patted the free space on the bench. Heero hesitated slightly at the signal to sit before giving in and sitting next to the tall blond. Turning so that he faced Heero giving him his full and undivided attention, the small smile never faultering. It was the one that appeared every time he was near Heero.

"What is it that you wish to tell me?" Zechs asked smoothly.

Heero took a deep bearth trying to calm his shaky nervousness. This, however, was not lost to Zechs' hawk like eyes. It worried him that something was able to get to his house mate to the point that he sat shaking infront of him. Zechs took the offered time of silence to take a closer look at Heero. It was unnerving to find the ex-pilot's eyes slightly puffy and red, cheeks just slightly blotchy from tears shed earlier. When Heero began to speak again, he made sure to listen to every word closely.

"Zechs, I'm pregnant." Heero said bluntly, looking Zechs straight in the eye. After voicing his confession, Heero shot his glance to the ground and when he finally brought it up again, he found Zechs was wide-eyed and opened mouth. A remarkable impression of a fish, was the thought that made a quick pass through his head before vanishing.

"H. . How, Heero?" Zechs finally managed.

"Apparently I was J's ginnie pig for the nex experiment. Apparently it was a sucesses." Heero said quetly. It was so hard for him to stay composed right now.

"You mean you were the first test subject for the womb implants?" Heero looked up sharply.

"How did you know what it was?"

"There's been media over it for about the past month. A docter J-something came up with it, it's become very popular for gay couples and women who are beran." Zech paused going over what had just been said.

"But I don't understand Heero, why are you telling me this first? I know you haven't been up long enough to tell the others. And if you had, I probly would have heard little Quatre exclaming about it." Zechs watched as Heero dropped his gaze back to the ground. Zech reached a decievingly delicate hand forward, cupping under Heero's chin and making him look him in the eye.

"What aren't you telling me Heero?" Zechs asked, seriously worried about the young man.

It was now or never. He had to tell Zechs, there was no way around it. And he was a good man. . . .

"Your the father. ." Heero whispered. The look on Zechs face was enough to make him want to cry, and in his current state, it was hell to keep the tears in check.

Gods I don't have the strength for his reaction when he comes to. Heero thought to himself as he moved swiftly and bolted away, leaving a stunned Zechs sitting in the garden with his hand in the air.

He made it too his room without incident. Quatre has called out worriedly as he had ran past the sitting room. Heero knew that the torent of emotion he had to be giving out was more than likely setting off the small arabs' empathy like nothing before. He moved to the bed all the sudden quite tired. He curled back under the light blanket, silent tears moving slowly down his cheeks as he laid there curled up. It was only a matter of moments before his stressed body relaxed into sleep.

Zechs sat out in the garden in his state of shock for who knows how long, before jumping up and rushing into the house. He searched for Heero before making his way to sitting room, where every one was worriedly discussing if Heero was alright over relaxing tea. It was mainly Quatre trying to get Duo or Wufei to tell him what was wrong with their former leader. All in all it wasn't working.

"Heero. . . help. . . where. . .tell me. . . please?" Zechs said in intervals still not completely over the shock. He was in such a mess right now.

"He went to his room Zechs, before. . ." Wufei was not able to finish his sentence to Zechs before the man had already left to find his child's barer. Wufei only shook his head before being bombarded with even more questions from Quatre before Trowa was able to calm his 'Little One' down.

When Zechs got to Heero's room, he took hold of the door handle as he gave a light knock. When no answer came he knocked again, still no answer. Taking a deep bearth to calm himself, Zechs opened the door and stepped in without invatation.

"Heero, we REALLY need to talk some more." Zechs said quietly as he sat on the edge of the bed, setting a hand lightly on Heero's shoulder. Heero's eyes snapped open as he lunged off the bed and stood on the other side of the room. He wrapped his arms around his abdomen protectively, a feral growl coming from deep in his throught as he scowled at Zechs.

"Heero, calm down, we need to talk, we need to work some things out.I have so many questions for you." Zechs spoke camly as he stood up. He never took his eyes from Heero's. Keeping his arms out to his sides and his palms facing out, he slowly arproached Heero. He wasn't stupid. He knew that at that particular moment Heero was nothing more than a wild animal.

Zechs berated himself for startling Heero awake. You just didn't do that to Heero, it would always throw him into a mode where he was running on nothing but pure instinct. And right now that instinct was saying that Zech was the threat and that he needed to protect his child and him.

Zechs continued to slowly move closer to Heero til he was close enough to gently take one of Heero's hands from his protective hold around his stomach. Gently stroking the appendage he was able to get, Zechs worked on getting the man before him to calm down before the stress caused him to miscarry. He kept both hands on Heero's one, slowly getting him to calm down and fully wake. He was relieved to see Heero relax.

Heero blinked sleepily as he allowed the tall blond to keep his hand held gently in one of his own, while the blond's, now free, arm came and encircled around his lower back. He let the taller man lead his tired body back to the bed where he was sat down and allowed to wake before the long conversation that was to come.

Trio here, I hope you all are enjoying the rewrite so far. I was really disappointed with how short chaptered and poorly writen the story had first been. I hope you all can forgive me! Oh and every one has to thank Kime! She has been the one who has taken on the painstaking task of being my Beta!

Trust me everyone, Kime knows how poor a speller I am and I know that everyone has got to be bowin and kissing your feet for taking that job on!

Later my loverlys! till next chap!