September 18, 2000
Rating: Mature audience only, please...
Pairings: 1+2+5, 3+4, 6+9, S+11
Warnings: Yaoi and Yuri themes. Sappy in some parts. Angst in other areas. Strong language at unexpected turns. Pregola--pregnant g-boys! Major confusion! Out of control characters... I think that pretty much covers it! ^_^;;
Feedback: C&C is always welcomed and adored.
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters belong to Bandai, Sunrise and Sotsu Agency and are only being used for non-profit entertainment purposes. References to printed texts, films, sitcoms, musical pieces, and/or other fanfictions don't belong to me either.
Notes: "Oh Baby, Baby" is in approximately 203 AC, placing the boys at ~23-24 years of age.
The G-boys and Jake have returned to Earth and split up. Jake, Duo, and Wufei are heading home while Heero, Trowa, and Quatre pay a little visit to Preventer Head Quarters.
Wufei felt a tension that had been present for the last two days slowly melt away as they sleek black car pulled through the two cast iron gates that marked the entrance to Quatre's estate. He was home. *They* were home...
"I'm sorry. I will not allow it."
"I'm afraid you don't understand that you have no choice in the matter."
"I will not release you from this facility!"
"I am releasing myself."
"Try and be reasonable! You're not even fully healed, yet!"
"I have survived with worse. I will survive--"
~ The door had slid open ~
"Wufei, we will be leaving in thirty minutes."
"Understood. Thank you, Heero."
"No! I refuse to give me permission! He can't leave yet!"
~ Cold blue eyes and determined onyx depths had focused on the woman ~
"You seem to forget, Doctor, that we have duties back on Earth."
"Well, that's fine. You can go, but Wufei must stay."
"I'm sorry, Doctor, but as a Preventer Agent, his presence is required as well."
"Pr-pr-Preventer? But... you can't possible work as a Preventer in the condition you are in now. Wufei! Think! Why would you want to harm the baby like that! Think about what the re-entry force will be like! You could hurt the baby--"
"Pregnant women exit and re-enter the Earth's atmosphere without mishap up until the third trimester, Doctor Jackson. I am sure I will be fine, as well."
"But what about the baby! You'll need constant care for--"
"I have already secured a prenatal care physician, Doctor. And I am sure the head of the Preventer Medical Unit will be in contact with you soon as well."
"A Preventer? Here?"
"Why, Doctor, I'm surprised you seem so distressed. After all, you've had five Preventers in your midst for over a week now."
Wufei shook his head, trying to clear the cobwebs from his mind. He didn't know what Heero had meant by his words, and he didn't understand why Hiroshima Jackson had seemed so upset by them. Both gnawed on his mind, giving him a terrible headache. Combine that to the ever-present burning and over-all soreness of his midsection and body...
Wufei sighed as the large white mansion came into sight and softly shook the sleeping man in his arms. "Duo," he whispered lightly. "Duo, wake up. We're home." Another wave of relief rushed over him. "Duo..."
"M'm awake, I'm awake," the braided man mumbled, pushing away from him, two fists scrubbing his violet eyes that prevented him from seeing the wince of the Chinese man. Duo blinked, looking out past him, out in the window. "We're home already?" he asked, surprised.
"Aa, baka," Wufei answered, moving to push a renegade strand of chestnut hair behind the other's ear. "You fell asleep almost as instantly as Jake did."
Speaking of the L2 boy brought Duo's attention around to where the said-young man was knocked out against the opposite door. "I suppose we should wake him up, too..."
"Not to worry, Masters Duo, Wufei," Rashid said calmly from the front seat as he pulled the car to a stop at the steps. "We will bring the young master to the room prepared for him."
"Thank you, Rashid," Wufei said, the weariness not completely hidden from his voice.
"And you," Rashid asked, knowing full well the proud Chinese man would refuse, but making the offer available anyway. "May we assist you, also, to your rooms, Master Wufei?"
Wufei smiled. "No. Thank you, Rashid. I will make my own way," Wufei answered as the door beside him was pulled open before he could open it for himself. A Manganac soldier beamed down at them.
"Good morning, Master Wufei! Master Duo!" the middle age man boomed. "How are you today? It's good to have you back! Master Duo! You won't believe what me and some of the others found while you were away! I think you'll really like to see it!"
"Junk?" Duo cried excitedly, pushing past Wufei in his hurry to get out of the car.
"No! Even better!" the other man was saying as he led the braided-wonder away.
Wufei rested for a moment, smiling softly as he watched his love bounce away, the excitement oozing from the young man with every swish of his braided rope of hair. And then, taking a breath, Wufei pushed himself out of the car.
"Master Wufei," a deep, gentle voice said from behind him as he leaned back against the car for support, staring up at the 25 steps that led to the front door.
Wufei turned around and looked at Rashid, noticing the older man had already reclaimed Jake from the back seat and was cradling the teen like he was some over-sized toddler. "Yes, Rashid?" he asked, smiling at the image.
"Master Heero instructed me that you were not to over task yourself," Rashid began, his tone not condescending, but respectful. "And I gave him my word that I would see to it."
"I understand, Rashid," Wufei answered, smiling, shaking his head softly. And then he gave a little laugh. "Heero worries too much."
"Maybe so," Rashid allowed. "But I have never seen him worry needlessly."
Wufei laughed. "Very well, Rashid, I give. What would you suggest, hm?"
Rashid smiled and nodded his head. In a matter of seconds a golf-cart was pulling to a stop in front of Wufei. The young Manganac soldier behind the wheel lowered his shades and smiled up at Wufei.
"Can I offer you a lift?"
Wufei continued to smile, shaking his head, but he climbed aboard.
"Where to?" the soldier asked as the golf cart jumped to life and scooted away.
Lady Une swallowed the ball of fear and worry that had taken lodge in her throat the minute the three boys had walked into her office. Three, not five. That's what had worried her. Seldom did these boys work as anything less than a team--even when only one or two were required. And the team was of five, not three. So what, then, would... why were the other two not here?
"Did something... happen... up there?" She asked slowly, her eyes moving from one boy to the other. "To Wufei or Duo?"
She saw the look Quatre and Trowa shot one another. Saw the stiffness in Heero's posture, saw it slowly leak away into a tightly held acceptance of sorts. There wasn't a person in that room who didn't know the bond, the relationship between the five men--that's why she had felt safe including them in this meeting. But they all knew that... that... Duo and Wufei... and Heero... If something had happened to one or both of them...
"Ah, you could say that," Quatre edged, shooting a look over his shoulder to Heero.
The Japanese man sighed and dropped his arms, turning to face the others--Une, Sally, Zechs and Noin. "Wufei's pregnant," he said simply.
They must have looked like idiots, staring like they most obviously were. Une wasn't sure who started, or how, but suddenly they were all talking.
"Pregnant?"
"I hate to be the one to point this out to you, but Wufei's a guy..."
"Unless he had a full sex-change while you guys were away..."
"What do you mean pregnant? Oh, now *this* I have to see!"
"Yes, pregnant, as in having a baby."
"But how? Why? Where? When?"
"What could positively have possessed him to... to... "
"Wait a minute! How's it even possible--"
"To... to... "
"What drugs was he on?"
"SHUT UP!"
Silence.
"Heero," Lady Une began, her hands folded, placed primly upon the desk. "Please explain what you mean by 'Wufei's pregnant'."
"Exactly what I said," Heero answered calmly, leaning his hips back against the long table.
"But... how?" she asked finally, staring at him confused.
"It's all in the file I just gave you," Quatre spoke up. "The research conducted by the Behenna Satellite--or, at least, the research I approved--dealt with genetic manipulation of the same sex cells such that they would produce a new genetic code."
"What?" Zechs stared at him like the young man had just recited the periodic table in full.
"Create a child from parents of the same sex," Sally said softly.
Quatre nodded. "Yes, exactly." He turned to look at Une. "I'm sure you will find the report I just gave you very much different from the one you gave Heero."
"I'm sure," Une murmured.
"I haven't looked at those files yet," Heero spoke up. "But I'm sure you'll find documentation on the procedure near the end there."
"So, wait, if Wufei's the... the mother of this baby..." Zechs was smiling. "Then who's the father?"
If looks could kill... Well, Heero would have killed everyone in that room way before now.
"Heero and Duo are both the father," Quatre continued. "It's another procedure discussed in the files."
"If what you are suggesting is true, Lady," Trowa spoke up finally. "Then the majority of the people on the Behenna Satellite are unaware of its existence."
Attention turned to the quiet young man. He remained relaxed along the back of Quatre's chair.
"I see," Lady Une said finally, nodding. "Is there... anything else?" They were silent. "What was your impression of the satellite?" she asked, looking at first Heero--who wasn't looking at anybody--and then Trowa. It was the later who answered.
"Normal. Nothing out of place, nor is anything so perfect as to raise alarm," Trowa said evenly. "The people don't act like they have something to hide because as far as they know, they don't."
********** End of "Oh Baby, Baby" Part Seventeen **********
Andrea Readwolf
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