Chapter 3
Working Title: She's Having His Baby
Author: Chibihentaichan
Rating: T (and should stay that way.)
Fandom: Gundam Wing
Summary: The news had been speaking all morning about the Peacecraft baby, but who could the father be?
Notes: Takes place five years after the series, so pretty spoileriffic. This is all thanks to maji_nekochan and the promt she left. So, sweetie, this is all for you!
Part 1
Part 2
Quatre stood at the door of the front parlor, watching Wufei with a disapproving look. Keeping his eyes on the car outside, where Duo was sitting with Relena, Wufei said, “He isn’t yelling at her.” It was neither a question nor a statement, just words.
“He isn’t mad,” Quatre replied.
“No?” Wufei dropped the curtains and walked over to a chair. “He shouldn’t be. It wasn’t her fault.”
“That’s arguable,” Quatre murmured as he walked into the room. “It’s no one’s fault. It’s nature.”
“Nature.” Wufei snorted.
“Babies are a natural part of life,” Quatre stated standing in front of the chair Wufei was sitting in. “It’s the actions that surround them that are honorable or dishonorable.”
Wufei looked up and said, “Pardon?”
“It’s cowardly to not take responsibility for your actions.”
“I am planning…”
“This first thing you should have done,” Quatre interrupted, “the morning after was find her and make sure she knew you wanted to be in her bed. I thought you were more honorable than that.”
“She made it very clear that she regretted being with me.”
“She was under the impression you didn’t remember at all.”
“I wasn’t that drunk! And, if I was, I’m certain waking in her bed wasn’t going to be an indicator. I was very much naked and the sheets smelled of…fornication.” He nearly whispered the last word.
“Sex, Wufei. You had it, you can say it.”
“I know what it’s called, but that wasn’t the point. I should have been able to deduce what happened when I awoke, unless you, like she, seems to think I’m stupid.”
“We aren’t speaking about me, Wufei. This is Relena.”
“Well she wasn’t thinking very clearly at that point.”
“How so?”
“She was drunk! She was drunk and I took advantage of her. There, are you happy? That child she is carrying was created dishonorably. I’ll bet she even thinks that Yuy is the father.”
“No,” Quatre stated taking the seat across from Wufei. “She doesn’t think Heero is the father.” He allowed Wufei to stew before adding. “And she wasn’t drunk.”
Wufei looked as if he had swallowed a spider. “She wasn’t?” Quatre shook his head. Wufei took a moment to process that again. “Honestly?”
“Do I have a reason to lie to you?”
“Your own sick perverted fun.” Quatre gave him a withering look and Wufei admits, “none at all.” He falls silent again, digesting the revelation. “Then why did you…?” Quatre held up his hand.
“You needed it.” Quatre folded his hand in his laps and watched Wufei. The silence was more telling than their conversation. It was a calm, and Quatre was reluctant to break it. “But there is something you still need to do my friend.”
“I’m already planning on marrying her, Winner.”
“Not that,” Quatre said shaking his head. “There had been no question in my mind about that.”
“Marquise.”
“What about Zechs.”
“I need to tell him. He thinks Duo is the father, although I suppose that he might think you are at this moment.”
“That might be a good. I happened to like my balls when they are.”
“And you don’t think I do?” Wufei snapped Quatre didn’t reply, trying to stifle a chuckle, which make look constipated and amused. “What?”
“Thank you for being concerned about my balls, Wufei. I’m certain Trowa appreciates it.”
“I wasn’t…” Wufei started, then stalled and glared at Quatre. “That wasn’t what I meant and you know it”
Quatre, chuckled. “It’s fun to tease you sometimes.” Taking a deep breath he sobered up and added. “I agree that you need to tell Zechs, but there is something else.”
“And what would that be?” Wufei sounded like he had aged ten years during their conversation, even to himself.
“Do you love her?” Wufei looked shocked but didn’t say anything. “If you’re going to venture into this you may need to figure that out.”
The flabbergasted silence prevailed as Wufei though about the question. It was a conundrum. He knew he was attracted to her. He admired her, but love. Marriages weren’t really build on love. He had been married before without love and every time he questioned that fact he had been told to give it time.
His parents’ marriage had been arranged and they had been content in it. While hadn’t been happy with is late wife, he was certain that he could have been content if they had time. Perhaps a part of him had loved Meiran. She had been strong and determined, but she was young. Youth provided many follies, such as pride and anger. Meiran had hidden behind those.
Relena possessed many of the same things he had admired about his late wife, but she was older and had very different vices. The things he felt for Relena could become love, but it felt dishonest to answer Quatre’s question with an affirmative. From the look on Quatre’s face he wasn’t going to get away with not answering the question.
Just as Wufei opens his mouth, hoping to provide an answer that will suit the other man, when the parlor doors burst open and through it limps Zechs shouting “Winner, what did you do with my sister?!” Behind him, Trowa shrugged at his boyfriend with an amused smile.
Quatre doesn’t move, just smiled sardonically and replied. “I think she might still be out in my car with Duo.”
Zech’s puffed up. “So Maxwell is the father.”
“Did I say that?” Quatre stands. “I just said that she was talking with Duo. That doesn’t imply anything except that they are friends and having a conversation.”
“So you are the father?” Zechs looked mad enough to chew up Quatre like used gum.
Quatre scoffs. “I’m gay and much as I would like to have children, the thought of sex with a woman is unappealing.”
Trowa, reclining against the door frame, saw Heero perk up out of the corner of his eye. This was always a sure fire indicator that Duo was near, and if Duo was coming then it would stand to reason that Relena was also. He missed Zechs’ next accusation but Quatre was saying something about it being ridiculous as Trowa pushed off the door and started down the hall.
Relena and Duo were coming down the hallway, speaking in hushed tones, and looking very much like Duo was dragging the girl. Zechs was yelling something about everyone being gay, which wasn’t an understatement. It seemed only Duo and Wufei had any interest in girls.
The exclamation made Relena jump, and it seemed as if the woman who could face down the entire earth sphere senate didn’t even want to see her irate brother either, and Trowa had to deal with Zechs the last forty-five minutes. He had better be getting sex for that. Seeing Duo needed help to keep Relena going in the right direction, Trowa mustered up all the sarcastic ire he could, he said, “You little bitch,” he watched as her eyes got wide so he smiled, “trying to steal my man away from me.”
She looked shocked for a moment, and then laughed. “I don’t think I could.”
Trowa smiled again and was about and was about to reply as Heero swooped in and grabbed Relena, walking into the room and talking in hushed tones. Trowa shrugged and turned to Duo who was looking at him incredulously.
“You are so weird,” Duo said.
Trowa didn’t reply, just felled in step with Duo as he walked into the study. They entered the room to see Wufei stand from his chair and walk over to where Quatre and Zechs were arguing, a determined look on his face. Duo moved to stop Wufei, but Trowa grabbed his shoulder.
Wufei stood before Zechs, looked the taller man in the eyes, and stated, “Marquise, the child is mine.” The room stilled and watched as Zechs looked Wufei in the eyes, searching for something. Seeing what he was looking for, Zechs solemnly nodded, then pulled back his fist and punched Wufei in the nose.
Author: Chibihentaichan
Rating: T (and should stay that way.)
Fandom: Gundam Wing
Summary: The news had been speaking all morning about the Peacecraft baby, but who could the father be?
Notes: Takes place five years after the series, so pretty spoileriffic. This is all thanks to maji_nekochan and the promt she left. So, sweetie, this is all for you!
Part 1
Part 2
Quatre stood at the door of the front parlor, watching Wufei with a disapproving look. Keeping his eyes on the car outside, where Duo was sitting with Relena, Wufei said, “He isn’t yelling at her.” It was neither a question nor a statement, just words.
“He isn’t mad,” Quatre replied.
“No?” Wufei dropped the curtains and walked over to a chair. “He shouldn’t be. It wasn’t her fault.”
“That’s arguable,” Quatre murmured as he walked into the room. “It’s no one’s fault. It’s nature.”
“Nature.” Wufei snorted.
“Babies are a natural part of life,” Quatre stated standing in front of the chair Wufei was sitting in. “It’s the actions that surround them that are honorable or dishonorable.”
Wufei looked up and said, “Pardon?”
“It’s cowardly to not take responsibility for your actions.”
“I am planning…”
“This first thing you should have done,” Quatre interrupted, “the morning after was find her and make sure she knew you wanted to be in her bed. I thought you were more honorable than that.”
“She made it very clear that she regretted being with me.”
“She was under the impression you didn’t remember at all.”
“I wasn’t that drunk! And, if I was, I’m certain waking in her bed wasn’t going to be an indicator. I was very much naked and the sheets smelled of…fornication.” He nearly whispered the last word.
“Sex, Wufei. You had it, you can say it.”
“I know what it’s called, but that wasn’t the point. I should have been able to deduce what happened when I awoke, unless you, like she, seems to think I’m stupid.”
“We aren’t speaking about me, Wufei. This is Relena.”
“Well she wasn’t thinking very clearly at that point.”
“How so?”
“She was drunk! She was drunk and I took advantage of her. There, are you happy? That child she is carrying was created dishonorably. I’ll bet she even thinks that Yuy is the father.”
“No,” Quatre stated taking the seat across from Wufei. “She doesn’t think Heero is the father.” He allowed Wufei to stew before adding. “And she wasn’t drunk.”
Wufei looked as if he had swallowed a spider. “She wasn’t?” Quatre shook his head. Wufei took a moment to process that again. “Honestly?”
“Do I have a reason to lie to you?”
“Your own sick perverted fun.” Quatre gave him a withering look and Wufei admits, “none at all.” He falls silent again, digesting the revelation. “Then why did you…?” Quatre held up his hand.
“You needed it.” Quatre folded his hand in his laps and watched Wufei. The silence was more telling than their conversation. It was a calm, and Quatre was reluctant to break it. “But there is something you still need to do my friend.”
“I’m already planning on marrying her, Winner.”
“Not that,” Quatre said shaking his head. “There had been no question in my mind about that.”
“Marquise.”
“What about Zechs.”
“I need to tell him. He thinks Duo is the father, although I suppose that he might think you are at this moment.”
“That might be a good. I happened to like my balls when they are.”
“And you don’t think I do?” Wufei snapped Quatre didn’t reply, trying to stifle a chuckle, which make look constipated and amused. “What?”
“Thank you for being concerned about my balls, Wufei. I’m certain Trowa appreciates it.”
“I wasn’t…” Wufei started, then stalled and glared at Quatre. “That wasn’t what I meant and you know it”
Quatre, chuckled. “It’s fun to tease you sometimes.” Taking a deep breath he sobered up and added. “I agree that you need to tell Zechs, but there is something else.”
“And what would that be?” Wufei sounded like he had aged ten years during their conversation, even to himself.
“Do you love her?” Wufei looked shocked but didn’t say anything. “If you’re going to venture into this you may need to figure that out.”
The flabbergasted silence prevailed as Wufei though about the question. It was a conundrum. He knew he was attracted to her. He admired her, but love. Marriages weren’t really build on love. He had been married before without love and every time he questioned that fact he had been told to give it time.
His parents’ marriage had been arranged and they had been content in it. While hadn’t been happy with is late wife, he was certain that he could have been content if they had time. Perhaps a part of him had loved Meiran. She had been strong and determined, but she was young. Youth provided many follies, such as pride and anger. Meiran had hidden behind those.
Relena possessed many of the same things he had admired about his late wife, but she was older and had very different vices. The things he felt for Relena could become love, but it felt dishonest to answer Quatre’s question with an affirmative. From the look on Quatre’s face he wasn’t going to get away with not answering the question.
Just as Wufei opens his mouth, hoping to provide an answer that will suit the other man, when the parlor doors burst open and through it limps Zechs shouting “Winner, what did you do with my sister?!” Behind him, Trowa shrugged at his boyfriend with an amused smile.
Quatre doesn’t move, just smiled sardonically and replied. “I think she might still be out in my car with Duo.”
Zech’s puffed up. “So Maxwell is the father.”
“Did I say that?” Quatre stands. “I just said that she was talking with Duo. That doesn’t imply anything except that they are friends and having a conversation.”
“So you are the father?” Zechs looked mad enough to chew up Quatre like used gum.
Quatre scoffs. “I’m gay and much as I would like to have children, the thought of sex with a woman is unappealing.”
Trowa, reclining against the door frame, saw Heero perk up out of the corner of his eye. This was always a sure fire indicator that Duo was near, and if Duo was coming then it would stand to reason that Relena was also. He missed Zechs’ next accusation but Quatre was saying something about it being ridiculous as Trowa pushed off the door and started down the hall.
Relena and Duo were coming down the hallway, speaking in hushed tones, and looking very much like Duo was dragging the girl. Zechs was yelling something about everyone being gay, which wasn’t an understatement. It seemed only Duo and Wufei had any interest in girls.
The exclamation made Relena jump, and it seemed as if the woman who could face down the entire earth sphere senate didn’t even want to see her irate brother either, and Trowa had to deal with Zechs the last forty-five minutes. He had better be getting sex for that. Seeing Duo needed help to keep Relena going in the right direction, Trowa mustered up all the sarcastic ire he could, he said, “You little bitch,” he watched as her eyes got wide so he smiled, “trying to steal my man away from me.”
She looked shocked for a moment, and then laughed. “I don’t think I could.”
Trowa smiled again and was about and was about to reply as Heero swooped in and grabbed Relena, walking into the room and talking in hushed tones. Trowa shrugged and turned to Duo who was looking at him incredulously.
“You are so weird,” Duo said.
Trowa didn’t reply, just felled in step with Duo as he walked into the study. They entered the room to see Wufei stand from his chair and walk over to where Quatre and Zechs were arguing, a determined look on his face. Duo moved to stop Wufei, but Trowa grabbed his shoulder.
Wufei stood before Zechs, looked the taller man in the eyes, and stated, “Marquise, the child is mine.” The room stilled and watched as Zechs looked Wufei in the eyes, searching for something. Seeing what he was looking for, Zechs solemnly nodded, then pulled back his fist and punched Wufei in the nose.