A/N: Hey guys! I'd like to thank everyone who's been reading this story and it's reviewers! Beautiful Innocence, XxMeli J NightlyxX,and shortslover911! You three rock! I'm about to move into my new house, lol, it's all mine! XD Anyway, so things are about to get hectic with this new semester starting and all. I hope you all like this chapter and also, the mother of the boy is not a Gundam Wing character. She is a different character that I created before you all get crazy ideas when you all see the boy. Once again, thank you so much and enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing!
My Memory of Her: Daddy Heero
Heero was sitting on the edge of his bed with his arms crossed and feet flat on the floor. He had woken up before his alarm and was waiting for it to ring so he could shut if off and start getting ready for work. After shutting off the alarm, he got up and turned on the light in his room and started pulling out some clothes from his closet. He tossed a pair of pants, a white button down shirt, socks, and clean underwear on his bed. He went back to collect his underwear as he made his way to his bathroom, but as he passed the doorway, he looked into the living room and sure enough saw Duo sprawled out on the couch and tangled in the comforter. Heero shook his head and walked over to his bathroom and started running the water so that it would be warm. He looked at himself in the mirror and thought that he defiantly needed to shave. He hadn't shaved since Thursday and now he had a lot more than just five o'clock shadow. He quickly stripped off his boxers and hopped in the shower.
Heero was now dressed and went to the living room and nudged Duo to try and wake him. Duo shot up and butted heads with Heero. Heero stumbled back with his hand on his now throbbing head and resisted the powerful urge to swear. Duo of course fell back on the couch and fell asleep as if nothing had had happened.
"Damn it, it's too early for this," said Heero aloud as he went to the kitchen, with a hand on his head, but saw the time on the stove. He'd be better off going out already and picking up breakfast and a cup of coffee and be at work a bit early to start off the day since he would be taking the afternoon and the following day off.
He went back to his room and got his keys and cell phone from his nightstand and checked his cell phone. No missed calls. He placed it in his front pant pocket. Before he left his room though, he took the gold ring that sat on his nightstand and placed it on his ring finger. He looked around to check that everything was off. The only things that were still on were the fans in his bedroom, the living room, and Michael's room. He looked into his room before he left and hoped he would like it. Heero, now had all the lights turned off and had placed an egg timer right next to Duo's ear that would ring in about seven to ten minutes, give or take the half ass effort he put into setting the timer.
Duo ran through the halls of offices and cubicles taking sharp turns every now and then, while also shoving some people into walls and almost knocked down a couple of piles of papers that some people were carrying across the office. Duo finally arrived at his destination out of breath and looking right at Heero, who kept his head down working, ignoring his brother's dramatic entrance.
"Why. Didn't you. Wake. Me. Up," said Duo between breathes.
"I did, but you gave me a head butt and went back to bed," said Heero as he continued to work on some paper work not looking up at the panting Duo.
"Are you serious?" asked Duo slightly shocked but mostly amused.
"Yeah, I'm sure I have the bruise to prove it."
Duo put his hand on his head and put pressure to see if he had a bruise and sure enough, near his forehead he squinted from the pain and chuckled at the thought of him head butting his brother. He wished it were caught on tape. Before Heero could say anything, Duo felt someone tapping his shoulder. He turned around to see an average height woman with short hair that was a bit spiked up on the top.
"Hey sir!" said Duo with an enthusiastic salute and a serious face.
"Cut it Maxwell and get to work. Yuy, you're going to be off for the afternoon, right?" she said as she peaked into his office to see his head face down on his desk.
"Yes, and tomorrow. Do you need me to take any paper work home?" asked Heero finally looking up from his desk.
"No, no, forget that, you have other matters to worry about. Maxwell get out!" she said while grabbing Duo's collar and forcibly removing him from his brother's office.
"Rape!" yelled Duo jokingly down the hall as he flailed around.
"Shut up Maxwell, it's not rape if you like it," she said loud enough to compete with Duo's office clown antics while still hauling him back to his own office.
"Oh you know me all too well," he said with a sly grin on his face, "harder, pull me harder!" He couldn't take it anymore and started laughing but was cut short as she let go of his collar and he fell on the floor at the corner of his office.
"Now, sit boy. And do your work," she reached in her pocket and tossed him a Jolly Rancher before walking away.
"What a bitch," he mumbled under his breathe with a pout as he unwrapped the candy and put the purple candy in his mouth and played with it for a little while before getting to work.
Heero checked his watch. It was almost one. He worked during his lunch hour to get as much work as possible done, but Duo stopped by and gave him a Snack Wrap from McDonald's so that he would have something to help keep his appetite at bay. Sighing, Heero knew that this particular file was getting him nowhere, so he closed the file on his desk and on his computer. He put the file away in his file cabinet, and let the drawer close as he checked around to make sure he wasn't forgetting anything. Nope, he had all that he needed, and with perfect timing as usual, Duo was at his door.
"Ready to go?" asked Duo while leaning on Heero's doorway.
"I'm about to head out. I hope I can get there before he does," said Heero as he stood right in front of Duo.
Duo smiled and stepped out of the way, "We can celebrate when I get out if you want," said Duo as he patted Heero's back.
"We'll see, I don't know if he'll be up to it tonight, but I do want to get together with Quatre and Dorothy too."
"Aww… Why not me?" asked Duo now hurt.
"Because you're living with us. We're going to see you," said Heero as he walked out of his office and down the hallway.
"Oh, that's true. Sorry, I forgot!" yelled Duo down the hallway with a hand scratching the back of his head with a smile as he watched his brother turn the corner with a small wave and his jacket hung over his shoulder.
Heero walked in the crowded airport and passed by lots of loud people who were either oblivious that there are other people that might want some silence or are lost and were hysterical about being lost in an airport. He scanned heads left and right, those that were shorter than he of course, in hopes of being able to find his son somewhere, but alas, he probably wasn't even at the gate yet. Checking his watch, and upset that he took longer than he expected, he quickened his pace and successfully made his way out of the large groups of people without a single one slowing him down.
Gate thirteen. This was his gate. He stood near the seats closest to the entrance of the gate and crossed his arms and waited and saw the plane taxi in to the gate area. His heart began racing. He told himself that there was nothing to be nervous about, he's your son, he's still going to love you, and he was only gone for a week so that he'd have enough time to get the house perfect for him, he said that he understood, plus he saw it as a vacation. He'd never gotten nervous for anything in his life. Well, except for when he'd go and spend time with her and when it came to Michael.
Although in thought, he'd never let his eyes leave the gate exit and rarely blinked for fear of not seeing the boy. Sure enough, there was a flight attendant walking out of the exit holding the hand of a little boy. Nope, not his son. A few seconds later, a boy with red hair, light complexion, and familiar blue eyes caught his attention. Hero stood up and walked forward and noticed that the flight attendant that was walking behind Michael didn't look too happy. Heero went to him and picked him up and held the boy close. He really missed him, much more than he thought he did. Being a parent changed him, he figured.
"Excuse me sir. I tried escorting him but he said that he wouldn't hold my hand so we settled for me just following him out," said the flight attendant in an annoyed tone as she stood giving Heero attitude with her pose.
"He's been raised not to talk to strangers much less if they look suspicious and if they want to touch him," said Heero coldly as he walked away with his boy in his arms leaving the woman shocked.
"Thanks daddy, she didn't believe me," said the boy in Heero's ear with his arms still wrapped around his father's neck and sitting on his arm.
"It's okay, I'm here."
He picked up his head from his father's shoulders and smiled. There was no way Heero could ever not smile at his boy. He returned the gesture with a small smile. The boy was happy that he was back with his father again but nearly jumped out his father's arms at the sound of loud buzzing alarm. Heero's grip got stronger to keep the boy from falling out and to let him know he was safe.
"It's the alarm to let us know your luggage is here, that's all," said Heero softly to his spooked son.
"Oh, okay," said the boy as he put his head back on Heero's shoulders to hide his embarrassment.
Heero adjusted the boy on his arm, and leaned over slightly to get off Michael's luggage bags from the conveyer belt. He then put Michael down and got two luggage bags in one hand and one in the other. He then went down on one knee.
"Michael, get on my back."
"Like, when Uncle Duo gives me a piggy-back ride?" asked Michael quietly in Heero's ear with excitement evident in his voice.
"Yes, just like that."
Michael put his feet around Heero's waist and wrapped his arms around his neck.
"This okay daddy?" asked Michael making sure that he wasn't hurting Heero while trying to get a good grip so that he wouldn't fall.
"Yeah, that's fine. Ready to go?" asked Heero tightening his grip on the luggage bags and tensing his leg muscles to be able to pick up all that was on him at one time.
"I'm hungry daddy, can we get food?" asked Michael while hearing his stomach growl and blushing from embarrassment.
"What are you in the mood for?" asked Heero as he stood up and starting walking out of the airport and mentally cursing himself for over packing for Michael's trip to see Relena. He was no better than a mother hen. He mentally sighed at that thought, what was he turning into?
"McDonalds!" cheered Michael as he smiled at being so high in the air but turned red again from saying McDonald's louder than what he intended to. He didn't look down as Heero walked on though, just through the side of Heero's head because if he looked down he'd get scared and dizzy.
"Sounds good," said Heero. His boy was back and with him and now they could start their new lives together as father and son with a new home and in a different city.
Once at their truck, Heero hoisted up Michael's luggage on the bed and walked around to the passenger's side of the truck, opened the door, and turned around.
"Alright Michael, now sit in the truck."
Michael let go and slid on to the truck's seat and looked up at Heero with those big blue eyes. Heero turned around to face Michael, and leaned over to buckle him up. Heero closed Michael's door, went over to his side, got in the truck and drove off to the nearest McDonald's that he knew of.
"So where's Uncle Duo?" asked Michael in between chewing his McNuggets and French fries while his feet swung back and forth and his hair blowing around from the air coming from the truck's air vents.
"He's at work right now, but he'll be home soon," said Heero as he looked over at Michael.
"Daddy, where's our home?"
"You'll see soon. It's a surprise," said Heero, eyes back on the road and turning to the street on which they now live on.
"Oh, okay," said Michael in thought wondering if the apartment was nice looking and if the people there would not stare at him like at their old apartment, where ladies would look at him and then his dad and whisper something; although he didn't know what they were saying, it didn't look like it was something nice. Not quite sure what to expect, he placed his last nugget in his mouth and chewed contently at it's fried deliciousness.
Heero pulled up to their house and placed the truck in park and said, "We're here."
Michael took a quick sip of his HiC Orange soda and unbuckled his seat belt and opened the truck's door.
"Be careful getting down," said Heero as he unbuckled himself and watched Michael carefully before getting down himself. He didn't want to let the boy out of his sight.
Michael hung on to the chair and slid down to the pavement of the driveway and was surprised to see a house; a real house, not an apartment complex.
"Wow daddy! It's a house!" said Michael excitedly.
Heero smiled at his son's excitement, and had the luggage with him and made his way to the front door with Michael following him closely as he looked around at his new surroundings.
Heero unlocked the front door, and let Michael in. Heero placed the luggage bags on the floor and turned on the lights and watched as Michael's cheerful personality changed to a stoic one. He was a complicated boy, he was very happy and cheerful if he knew you, but if he didn't, he'd become defensive to make sure that it was safe to be himself and then slowly but surely, he'd come out of his shell. Something Heero could relate to. But every time he smiled and laughed he couldn't help but see her in him. It hurt, just a little, but it was a pain he could live with.
Michael seemed to relax a bit more that he looked around and saw the place, well, except for his room.
"Daddy, where's my room?" asked Michael still looking around with a serious look on his face and eyes.
"It's down the hallway to your left and it's the door right there," said Heero as he pointed straight down the hallway.
"Oh," said Michael as he made his way down the hallway and into his room.
Heero waited in silence to see if he had liked his room, but upon hearing no noise, not even rustling, he made his way down the hallway and saw that the door was open. Heero walked in and saw Michael fast asleep with his all of his clothes still on. Heero went over to him and untied his shoes, tossed them on the floor, took off his pants, and socks, and placed them too on the floor. Feeling that the room was cool and not cold, Heero let Michael sleep on top of the covers. He turned off the lights and walked out of Michael's room, leaving the door open, and felt glad that he liked his room, or else he wouldn't have fallen asleep so soon on it. Feeling a bit tired himself; Heero sat on the couch, and fell asleep.