L2's Child
by Nix Winter
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or Naruto
The story so far...
After war, Duo had become the sheriff of L2. He's tracking the left of embryos from a war time lab – that turn out to have been created from Heero.. Clones of Heero Yuy. Betrayed by his partner, he is captured by the thieves and used experimentally to prove that they have the ability to impregnate anyone.
He is released, but has no memories of who he is... He just knows that he loves a man with blue eyes and that he doesn't want to lose his baby.
His friends surround him with support. Heero moves in with him. Without warning though, Duo has collapsed and is now in a coma. His mind has gone into Naruto's world, leaving Heero to guard his body, while Duo tries to find a way back to his memories and the truth of Heero's love.
Chapter 14
Light flickered, golden, deep reds, pushing back at shadows over a delicate face. Lips parted with soft breath, a faint sigh, and as the patient shifted, dark silky bangs moved with him, clinging to his nose, then slipping off.
Tsunade moved the long bangs, brushing them away from his face. Her jutsu surrounded the visitor, wove into his chakra, supporting him – and his child. He was obviously not from their world. Foreign substances, impossible metals and chemical traces laced his blood, physical being. Deep in his being, a world far different than their own had nurtured and fed him his whole life. Sometimes his being felt more like a spirit state than physical being, but she couldn't be sure.
"Who are you, my friend," she asked. "Why have you come to us?"
Sakura slipped into the treatment room, carrying a small stone bowl, the scent of herbs swirling around it. "Lady Tsunade," she whispered.
Tsunade motioned for her to come closer. "Both of them are doing better. We much keep up the protective barrier. If that gets strong enough, he may wake again."
Sakura settled on her knees, more curious than obedient apprentice. "What are we protecting him from?"
"Um," Tsunade said, taking the bowl and slowly pouring it into the narrow little moat that ran around where their guest lay. As soon as the herbal mixture completed the circuit a deep blue light flared like northern lights for a moment, before settling back down around the guest. "He is not from this world. He is only half here in our world. I believe," Tsunade said softly, "That he is afraid to bring his child into the world he has come from."
"It must be an awful world," Sakura half whispered, candle light flickering over her face, making her eyes look large.
"He has a lot of scars," Tsunade pointed out, "Not the least of which is there on his abdomen where the child was likely implanted into him. I doubt it was something he selected."
"They why would he care about saving it's life?"
"Love is an inconvenient wind," Tsunade said, fingers brushing over her own palm, as if that could bring back choices she'd given away long ago. "Sometimes it blows us to the shore or away from it, but the power of it is never something one can will into being."
"Can we save him," Sakura asked.
The guest frowned, a frown that soon turned into a growl, teeth bared. His back arched, fingers clawing a the floor. Even with the swell of pregnancy, he was a hard, lean, whip of a man, a ninja from some strange metal village.
Sakura frowned. Her mind named him Stranger from the Village of Metal in the Land of Night.
"Heero," Trowa said firmly, hard lined as when he'd chosen a mission and there was no mercy to be found. "The tumor is the cause of this coma. The doctors agree that if it is removed, Duo's health will improve. We need to save his life."
Heero kept his touch very light, caressing Duo's hand tenderly, even though his own emotions were at a nightmare boil. "He wants to keep the baby. That was important to him."
"It's not a baby," Trowa pointed out. Strain colored Trowa's voice and Heero looked up, worried for his friend. "It's nothing. It's only a tumor. Something that was forced on him. Duo is our first concern. The memory issues, and now this, he must be under a huge amount of strain, Heero."
Heero reached out his hand to Trowa. It was a shaky gesture, unsure, instinctive. It made Heero's stomach flop, this reaching out to Trowa, but if Duo could push past the limits of the past, so could Heero and he won't leave his friend in pain. "I trust him."
Trowa stood, body relaxed, arms at his sides, eyes watching Heero as if he too had fallen into some horrible abyss of insane behavior. Then, slowly, as if he were mimicking Heero, or some other echo of human behavior, but not as smooth and completely a lie as if he were under cover, Trowa reached out to take Heero's hand. Hands clasped over each other's wrists, Trowa nodded, accepting, understanding. "Quatre..."
Trowa tensed. Dispassionately, Heero looked down at his own hand to see the tranquilizer dart. They were warriors, law breakers, and Heero smirked, disassociating the effect of the dart. Quatre had always done what he thought was right, even if it wasn't legal. The break of disassociation sparkled and settled into Heero as he pulled the dart free and took a defensive stance in front of Duo's bed. "I promised to protect him and his child."
"He can have another child," Quatre said, reasonable, just slightly patronizing. "We might even be able to save this child. Trust me Heero. You have no reason not to trust me."
There wasn't. Quatre was the smart one. "He's okay! He's just sleeping, working through some things, please." Heero held out both arms, pleading with Quatre to understand his irrational faith in Duo, even when Duo didn't know who he was any more.
"It will be okay, Heero," Quatre said, advancing with a couple of orderlies and other medical personnel behind him. "We need to take care of Duo. We can make things right, but we need to get things under control."
"No," Heero said, grasping at straws. The control that had held them all their lives, driving them to war, stalking them in peace – the inevitability of all their lives, grundge, sorrow, guilt. "Duo's finding a new path."
The tranquilizer shook Heero, but he met Quatre's eyes, forcing a direct confrontation, removing any candy coating. "Let him find his own way."
"No." Quatre, grim faced, determined. "I'm not going to let him lay there and die for some squalid pool of cells. Life is cheap. I'll buy him a couple of new ones. Duo is not replaceable."
"Duo is not," Heero said, bracing himself against the bed, determined to protect Duo's choices, the way Duo had said he wanted, even if he didn't understand. "Duo can chose."
As Quatre's hand reached for him and Heero knew he didn't have enough strength left, a blue light flowed over him. A woman's hands glided down his arms, strong, calloused hands that matched his pose, became his bones. Heero stood a little straighter, tears running down his cheeks. "I am Tsunade of the Legendary Sanin and I protect these boys."
Quatre swore. "Heero! It's possible that the mental disease disabling Duo is affecting you too now! It could be contagious."
"You don't look like a medical nin to me," Heero/Tsunade said reproachfully. "You look like a little diamyo with all the best intentions."
"Who are you? How are you projecting into this room," Quatre growled. "I warn you! I will do anything I need to protect my family!"
"No need to worry," Tsunade/Heero said. "I bet you they can find their way before you figure out how to stop them."
Heero crumpled to the floor, but the blue life fell like a curtain around them both, draping over both Heero and Duo like a protective barrier.
"What is that," Quatre growled.
"I don't know," one of the doctors said, testing it. "Sweep the place for tech! It's some kind of force field. "
"Find a way in!"
Heero opened his eyes. It had only been a blink, but he found himself laying on a wood floor, the scent of herbs and burning candles filling the air. "Duo!"
He sat up and reached for Duo's hand. Duo drew a quick breath and his eyes blinked open, dark violet in the candlelight room. "Heero?"
"I'm here. Are you okay? Are you injured?"
"Naw," Duo said smiling. "I'm okay. Where are we?"
"You tell me," Heero whispered, looking up at the women smiling at him.
"Welcome to Konoha, boys," Tsunade said, grinning.