|Chapter Ten|

Makoto felt as if the worst day of her life was just beginning while she sat outside Milliardo's office, waiting for Heero to exit the room. The truth was going to need to come out and now Makoto was faced with not only disgracing herself but Milliardo as well. He would look like a fool to be engaged to someone that was already married. What confused Makoto the most was how this was legal. Although Heero showed the documents, she knew them to all be fakes and the paper work not truly filed. Trowa exited the room and looked at Makoto painfully.

"Heero refuses to answer any questions unless you are present," said Trowa. Slowly moving to her feet, Makoto followed Trowa into the room before taking the empty chair next to Heero. Milliardo stared at the two, a strange feeling moving over him when he saw the gaze Heero gave Makoto.

"Mr. Yuy, please explain how you met the current Mrs. Yuy in Vegas," started Milliardo, watching Makoto swallowing hard while her eyes stayed on the floor.

"I was looking for someone to act as my wife for the pilot reunion that recently passed a few months back. Ms. Kino was the only prosecutable looking woman in the room that I took a gamble on. Seeing as how she was already intoxicated, it was simple to pull a trick of 'would you like to model' or 'act in a movie scene'. Agreeing, I talked Ms. Kino into the part posed at a wedding chapel. In the morning, when she awake hung over and confused, the game came into play that we were married and would talk it over brunch. I managed to swindle my way into making her believe it true with the certificate, ring, and supporting documental evidence," explained Heero, watching Milliardo look curiously between the two.

"How long did this acting last?" continued Milliardo.

"Until Trowa arrived," replied Heero. Milliardo thought over what question he would ask next but wondered who to ask it to.

"Why did it end when Trowa arrived?" asked Milliardo, eying Trowa for a moment.

"I suspected they knew each other and found out that evening during a 'secret' night meeting who exactly Makoto was and the obligations she needed to fulfill, which was your engagement," replied Heero. Milliardo knew Heero had no reason to lie as his gaze set in on the defeated Makoto. A worry moved through Milliardo as he stared at Makoto's hand relaxed against her stomach. Was the child really his? Would Makoto have lied? A doubt lingered but he knew it had to be asked.

"Makoto," he said in a softer tone, watching her gaze creep up to meet him as if she was aware of the question. Before he could ask, he watched her lips part in a sigh. "What else are you hiding?"

"I found out I was pregnant a month after our engagement," answered Makoto emotionlessly while she watched the cold features begin to set in. "I decided to do what I possibly could to make you believe it was yours, even to the extent of paying my physician to hide the truth. I did what I could to make sure this engagement would not be called off after it was made official, even if it meant hiding Heero."

Trowa felt the guilt bubble as he pushed out a sigh, knowing it was his turn to confess even if it meant losing his job.

"I pushed Makoto into lying about her pregnancy by giving her two options: abortion or seducing," said Trowa, finding Milliardo's surprised gaze. The room went silent as all eyes were cast in different directions to avoid each other. Milliardo was unsure what he should do, seeing as how the truth was finally before him. But, did either Makoto or Heero have feelings for each other? That was a problem that came to mind when he saw Heero's eyes begin to glow at the announcement that the child was his. They had been intimate, Milliardo couldn't deny that, and he couldn't deny separating them. They had both played roles in make sure he was happy, even to the point of never letting one see their rightful child. Letting out a sigh, Milliardo knew he had to do the right thing.

"I wish you a happy and healthy family," said Milliardo, catching the shocked glance from Makoto as she sat baffled. "I understand and would have done the same if I was in your position Makoto. But, I also cannot separate two people that are in love, such as yourselves. I will have your luggage deliver to Heero's apartment, since I am sure you both have a lot of catching up to do."

Makoto was still baffled as she stared a Milliardo, a sad smile pushing to her lips.

"What about you?" asked Makoto, feeling worried for Milliardo's well-being. Milliardo just grinned as he helped Makoto up from the chair.

"I will be fine, it's just not my time yet," replied Milliardo as he felt Makoto press a warm hug against his chest. He didn't doubt her feelings had been real, loving him and spending time in his arms. But when it would come between him or Heero, he knew Heero would always win.

"Thank you, very much," said Makoto softly, her voice on the verge of tears as she leaned up to give him a kiss on the cheek. Once out the door, Heero pulled Makoto into his arms as he gave her a passionate kiss. He still couldn't believe how the event transpired or that their marriage certificate was real. Taking Makoto back to his apartment, Heero showed her how much he had missed her over the few months while he kept his head close to her stomach. Makoto felt a giggle move through her as Heero kept the kisses coming to her stomach.

"You're growing awfully big but don't seem to be gaining the weight," said Heero, watching Makoto gaze at him lovingly.

"Twins tend to do that," she replied softly. Heero gaped at the notion, looking around his one bedroom apartment to try and figure where to put the cribs.

"I think I'm going to need to expand," suggested Heero as Makoto let out a laugh.

"So I am going to leave Tokyo behind?" she asked teasingly as Heero smiled up.

"It hasn't crossed your mind? Or you don't trust Duo around kids?" asked Heero, only to get another laugh.

"I already sold my apartment while in space and upgrading shouldn't be a problem since my new recipe is bringing in a substantial amount," said Makoto. Heero leaned up to kiss Makoto once more as a sigh escaped. "What?"

"Admit it Makoto, you love me," said Heero in a husky voice as he brushed a few strands of hair away. A smile pulled up while she pretended to think about it only for a black velvet box to be set on her chest. Pulling it open, Makoto almost dropped it when she noticed it was the same ring from before she had worn the whole time she was 'married' to him before. Sliding it back on, a tingle moved down her spine while she gazed down at his wondering eyed. "Admit it, you love me."

Feeling the trailing kisses, Makoto let out a happy sign.

"I surrender Heero, I love you."

AN: I understand that it may be strange for authors to rewrite an entire fic but I find myself more pleased with the changes I made. Although there was a sequel, I have deleted it since there is no longer any use. Thank you for the patience, and I will slowly continue going through my old plethora of fiction to revamp before release any new fiction for the time being.