Part 9 - Heero's Day Out
After Colony 212
12th of June
Heero waited until Milliard's car was out of his sight before turning his attention back to his flowers, smiling slightly when he thought of his son and the blond haired boy together. Maybe someday... He shook his head to banish the thought. No, it was still too early to think about that. Both of them were still young and still had some growing up to do.
He hadn't worked for more than half an hour when the sound of small
steps approaching caught his attention. He turned toward the sound and
saw Gillian and Wing running toward him. "What's up, Gillian?"
The little girl smiled upon seeing him. "I don't want to be left
"I won't do that again." Heero reassured the girl, "I'm sorry I left
you alone that day." To tell the truth, it was Solo, who had left
the girl, together with Duo and Milliard. The two boys and one adult had gotten their share of his wrath when they had returned home
and found Gillian crying alone, an empty cookie container next to her.
Gillian was his favorite amongst all of his friends' children after all. He gathered the girl into his arms and stood up. "And you're not
alone. Wing is with you, isn't he?"
"Yes, but..." The girl pouted, "Why did you have to marry uncle Duo?
You should have married me."
Heero chuckled at her whining. It had been her habit to whine about his
marrying Duo at least once when she visited him. There was nothing new
about that. "Someday, you will find a better person to marry."
"I have got Solo." Gillian beamed and Heero just smiled. He couldn't
tell the future and there was always a possibility that he would have this girl as his daughter in law. There were so many possibilities. It was up to the children to decide their future.
"Will Solo return home soon?," Gillian asked hopefully.
"I'm afraid not, Gillian."
The girl looked crestfallen but it was gone within seconds as she
beamed again. "It's okay, I think you have better taste than Solo
Heero raised an eyebrow in question.
Gillian suddenly looked shy and Heero was sure he saw her cheeks
redden. "You have to help me choose a present for Ramsey's birthday."
"Oh? When is his birthday?"
Gillian frowned, "It's on the... twent… twenty first of June!," The girl smiled proudly at her ability to recall the date,"That's what Midii said when I asked her."
"This month? It's nine days from now then."
"Nine?" Gillian's eyes were wide as she held up ten of her fingers.
Heero pushed her left pinky finger to curl gently then tapped the
remaining fingers while saying, "One, two, three, four, five, six,
seven, eight, nine."
"Nine!" Gillian beamed in satisfaction then looked at him. "So will
Heero smiled, "Of course. Let me get changed and we will go to the mall in the city to find something for him. How does that sound?"
Gillian squealed and hugged his neck tightly. "Perfect!"
The Japanese boy felt her warmth and innocent happiness sweep past
him. He liked to be with children. They were honest in their feelings
and gave their love unconditionally. Gillian, though demanding, was a
very lovely and innocent child. And God help anyone who tried to ruin
her innocence. They would have the deadly Gundam pilots at their
Heero went upstairs to get changed. He shed his work clothes and put
on the clothes Duo had bought specially for him. At five months of his
pregnancy, his usual clothes couldn't conceal his stomach well enough,
so Duo had ordered special clothes made for him to wear if he went out
of the house. He put on the grayish blue long shirt and white loose
pants, and then a long Mexican style white coat. When Duo first showed the clothes to him, he almost refused, thinking how silly he would look
in them, however it was better than having to disguise himself as a
pregnant woman. So Heero accepted the clothes and found out he liked
how smooth they felt against him and how they didn't restrain his movements or put pressure on his stomach. It also concealed his stomach well enough that anyone who looked at him would only look at a young boy with quite a strange style for clothes. Not that his clothes were really out of style. The advanced era had him at an advantage because people hardly cared what others wore anyway.
After leaving a note for Duo, he went down and put on his boots, which
Duo also had tailored for him so he could just put his feet in without
having to tie or tighten any straps on them. He smiled slightly as he
realized how attentive Duo was to his needs. Maybe he would allow Duo
to vent his horniness later that night.
"Ready to go?" He raised his hand to the girl who was playing with
Gillian laughed happily as she clasped Heero's hand, "Let's go!!!"
As he and Gillian went around the mall, Heero remembered the first day
he had gone out three months ago, the same day Gillian was left alone
in the house.
Clothed in Solo's cut off jeans and shirt, Heero strolled around the
city. His hair was longer than he usually wore it, but it was still
shorter than Solo's. Thankfully the baseball cap he wore backwards hid the true length of his hair, convincing his guard that he
was his son and let him out of the house easily.
He looked right and left, comparing the city as it was, to the one in his memory. He still recognized some famous shops and places but many
things had changed. He had to learn the new way to ride the public
transport, advanced technology used to pay for his purchases, and so on. As he walked through rows of market stands, Heero contemplated his new life.
He didn't want to fool himself by believing that his husband was still
the same Duo he was before he was frozen. The years had changed Duo. He had grown into a man who was full of confidence and knew what he wanted. This Duo was less cheerful but more passionate, less selfish but more arrogant, and less vigorous but hornier. Heero rolled his eyes at his last reflection. It looked like years of celibacy had taken its toll. His husband pounced him every chance he got or was able to. It warmed his heart though, that Duo was aroused just by looking at him: just like Duo in the past when there were only the two of them.
Duo had said that he was still the same Duo but older and wiser. That
might be true, but Heero could see a big difference between Duo in the past and the current Duo. This current Duo, his husband, was too damn protective. Duo might mean well, but he didn't like being treated like he was a fragile doll. He had recovered completely and was now as strong as he was before. He could take care of himself.
However, Heero knew that Duo's protectiveness was extreme because Duo
was afraid of losing him again. What he didn't know was how to
reassure Duo that he wouldn't lose Heero. There was nothing he wanted
more than to be with Duo, and Solo and also their soon to be born
daughter. Heero smiled and caressed his flat stomach. This time, he
would not miss every single moment of his daughter's life.
He had missed many moments of Solo's life. It pained him to see his
son was suddenly a teenager while he hadn't even managed to touch his
baby. He had to accept that his son had grown up without him, that he
was almost as old as him now, and that he could never be a father
figure for his son. Heero knew it was Duo that Solo looked up to. Though the boy accepted and respected him as his other parent, even went as far as to call him 'Mum', Solo would always see Duo as the adult he could depend on while he saw Heero as his friend rather than his parent. It was okay though, there was no perfectly happy ending and
Heero admitted that he knew very little about being a parent. He would
have to learn to be one with his daughter and maybe someday, his son
would see him as a parent as well.
An enraged shout snapped him from his thoughts. Heero looked around and
saw Meiran and Midii on the pavement across the street, defending
their bags from being taken by two big boys. Even in this era,
bullying was still happening. Heero crossed the thankfully empty
street and stepped between the girls and the boys. "Let go of their
"Solo!" The girls shouted in relief.
The boy, who was pulling Midii's bag, glared at him. "Fuck off, this is
none of your business."
Well, he was never a peacemaker so Heero resorted to his usual way.
When the boys ran away with black and blue eyes and few fractured ribs
five minutes later, Heero wondered if he had overdone it with them. He
sometimes forgot how strong he was compared to others.
"I know you're quiet strong but I don't know you were THAT strong,
Solo." Meiran spoke up, "If I wasn't afraid they would take
my bag and run once I let it go, I would have kicked their asses."
Heero turned around and saw the black haired girl eye him in awe while
Midii was looking at him in confusion.
"Solo," Midi frowned, "When did your eyes..." She faltered then
gasped, looking him up and down in recognition.
"What's up, Midii? Something wrong with Solo?" Meiran looked at her
then at him. "His eyes? What's wrong with Solo's eyes?" The girl
looked at Heero's face and gasped, "Since when your eyes are blue,
Heero decided to stop and buy violet contact lenses sometime later.
This disguise worked well for others save the ones who were close to
Solo. He sighed, "I'm not Solo."
"Heero?!!" Both girls squeaked, eyes wide.
Heero nodded and turned his cap to right position, showing the length
of his hair. He wondered why Solo liked wearing the cap in the opposite direction like that. He liked the usual way better.
"You are really like twins." Midii said in awe after getting over her
"You really would have fooled us if not for your blue eyes." Meiran grinned. "What are you doing here? Where are Uncle Duo and Solo?"
"I am just taking a walk." Heero shrugged, "Solo is at home,
pretending to be me so the guard doesn't suspect anything."
"Solo is pretending to be you? How can he hide his hair?" Midii asked.
Heero told him about his straw hat.
Meiran grinned widely, "I would like a picture of him in your clothes
and the hat! In the garden, nonetheless! Ooo, this is good for
blackmail. C'mon, Midii let's take the camera and get his picture!"
"No," Heero stopped the girls, "You'll ruin my disguise."
Meiran pouted, "But..."
"No." Heero said firmly. "Your picture will alert Duo. I still want to
use this disguise for the future."
"Why didi you disguise yourself, Heero? You also mentioned something about a guard,"
"Duo is too damn protective." Heero replied, not willing to give
The girls seemed to understand though. They threw a look at each other
then smiled at him.
"Same thing with our parents." Meiran snorted.
"We'll help you with your walk around the city," Midii announced
cheerfully. "What do you plan to do now?"
Heero tilted his head. "Don't you two have something else to do?"
"No" came two simultaneous if not too innocent replies.
Heero raised an eyebrow, but let it go. Having tour guides would help
him understand the city a lot faster. "Fine, first thing I want to buy are some violet contact lenses."
"To perfect your disguise right?" Meiran said excitedly. "I just know
the right place to buy them. Let's go."
Heero let himself be dragged off by the two cheerful girls, listening to their chatter and wondering whether his daughter would be as noisy as them.
He bought the contact lenses, which he wore immediately and a wig that
resembled Solo's hair. He suspected the girls were having fun while
helping him tying his fake hair into Solo's usual style. Finished with
the disguise, they dragged him to a fast food restaurant for a snack.
Heero ordered and omelet and rice and chewed contentedly while the girls fussed about food, calories, and weight.
Trouble found them a few steps after they left the restaurant in a
form of two beaten boys blocking their way with the help of five
bigger and older boys plus a baseball bat in each hand. Other people
who headed their way quickly avoided them or changed their
direction, obviously not wanting to get involved. The tallest boy who
seemed to be their leader stepped forward.
"It's Darius," Midii whispered to Heero, "He is in the same grade as
Solo. He is jealous of Solo's popularity and often causes trouble
just to get to Solo."
Heero frowned, not liking what Darius did to his son. He stayed silent
though as Darius opened his mouth and spoke, "So it's you Maxwell. I
never knew you were that low, beating kids younger than you. You will
regret what you have done to my friends!"
"It's their own fault, trying to grab our bags! Not that it surprises
you. I bet you are the one who ordered them to steal our bags." Meiran
snapped. Wufei's daughter had her father's spirit and fire.
"Shut your mouth, Chang." Darius barked.
"You're just jealous because Solo is better than you in every thing."
Meiran barked back.
That was obviously a sore point for Darius. The tall boy's face turned
purple in anger. "How dare you!!"
As Darius swung his baseball bat toward Meiran, Heero moved. A little
bullying was still pardonable but swinging baseball bat with every
intention to hurt was the same as killing. These kids evidently needed
to be taught lesson.
Of course these kids were nothing compared to the soldiers he once fought with. A few minutes later all of them were sprawled on the ground, writhing in pain.
"Wow," Meiran looked at the sprawling boys then at Heero in awe.
"Father once said you were strong. I never thought you were THIS strong!"
Heero just shrugged and approached Darius who was curled in fetal
position, holding his bruised stomach. He spat when he saw Heero,
"Damn you, Maxwell!"
Heero looked at him, face betraying none of his emotions. When Darius
looked away, he spoke calmly. "You're too blind with your anger to see
your own potential."
Not waiting for a response from the boy, Heero walked away. The girls
followed him quickly. However they only managed to walk a few steps
before a car screeched stop beside them.
"Uh oh.." Midii and Meiran spoke softly as the car's driver stepped
Heero sighed and wondered morosely when he would be able to have a peaceful walk around the city again. Judging from the storm in his husband's eyes, it wouldn't happen in near future and looking at the guilty expression from the car's passengers, his disguise had been totally blown. He frowned in annoyance; he really had to have a talk with his husband about his freedom.
His mind shoved his memories away as Heero felt a presence near him.
His eyes flew around to locate Gillian first then he focused on his
other senses to determine the presence. It was a training he had
learned early in his soldier years that he could do it as easy as
breathing. Within a split second, he knew the presence wasn't
dangerous and relaxed as the presence approached him. From the smell
and the way the presence walked, Heero knew who it was.
A pair of arms slipped around his waist from behind and soft breath
brushed against his right ear. "Tell me that you know it is me." Duo
murmured and kissed his right cheek.
"I know it's you." Heero leaned against his husband. "Why are you
"I read your note and decided to come here to accompany my lovely
husband." Duo grinned and kissed him on the lips. "Did you really know
it was me behind you?" Duo asked when they parted a few seconds later.
Heero turned around and glared at his husband threateningly. "Duo."
"Okay, I believe you." Duo hugged him. "Sorry, I'm still worried."
Heero nodded slightly. He understood Duo's fear for his safety and
sometimes he too felt the fear for both Duo and Solo. However it
wouldn't do him any good to keep his loved ones inside a nuclear proof
basement just because of his fears. Feeling they would attract
attentions if they didn't part soon, Heero took a step back and looked
at his husband. Duo obviously had changed from his work clothes
before going out to find him. The older man was wearing blue jeans and a dark green long coat unbuttoned. Under the coat, Duo was
wearing a grey shirt with the two top buttons unfastened, revealing his
smooth upper chest and the two lowest buttons unfastened revealing
his navel. Together with black boots that were almost identical in style to his own grey ones, Heero swallowed at the open sensuality Duo projected.
He looked up and saw Duo was looking down at him with obvious hunger
in his violet eyes. Heero forgot how much Duo liked to see him in
these clothes. The last time he wore the clothes, he had to cancel his
plan to go out since Duo wouldn't even let him out of the bed. From the
look Duo was giving him now, Heero knew he had to distract the older
man if he wanted to stay in the mall as long as he planned to.
Gillian, his angel, saved him from having to do that right on time.
The little girl ran toward him, a teddy bear clutched in her hands.
"Heero, how about this one? Will Ramsey like it?"
Heero looked at the pink teddy bear, ignoring his husband muttering
something about Peacecraft and pink. "The bear is perfect, but I think
Ramsey would like his teddy bear in another color."
Gillian frowned, "I think pink is quite good..." Her eyes lightened up
then, "I know! I will find a green teddy bear, just like Ramsey's
eyes!" And off she went, back toward the plushy toys section. Heero
watched her disappear between two high shelves before turning back
toward his husband. It was a good time to ask the question that had
made him curious for three months. "I still remember your face when
you found me in the city three months ago. Do you remember that day?"
Duo snorted and shook his head slightly, telling Heero he realized
Heero's attempt to distract him, but going along with nevertheless.
"How could I forget? You scared the shit out of me!"
"I thought you were going to yell at me when you stormed out of the
"But I didn't."
"You didn't," Heero nodded, "but you wanted to."
"Yes, I wanted to."
"What stopped you?"
Duo crossed his arms in front of his chest. "That big bully boy was
charging toward you with his baseball bat."
"Darius? Well he was stupid to attack me a second time, but I
disarmed him easily. What stopped you after that?"
"It was sight of you handling Darius easily that made me realize I
should have trusted you instead of confining you inside our house."
Duo looked a bit sheepish. "I realized you are as strong as you were
when we were still in war. I trusted you then, I should have trusted
Heero nodded. "I'm glad you realized it on time. If you have yelled at
me at then... "
"Oh?" Duo raised an eyebrow challengingly.
"I would have had you sleeping in the couch till I had Helen."
Duo's eyes went wide then back to normal in relief. "I am glad
that I came to my senses or my moody spouse would
have left me suffering the cold nights on the couch."
Heero glared at his husband. "I'm not moody and it would do you good
to suffer a little on the couch. You're impossibly horny for an old
"Old, you say?" The thirty one year old man regarded his spouse with a
wicked gleam from his violet eyes. He leaned his head back slightly,
exposing his slender neck and took a relaxed stance with his two hands
rested on his hips, showing off his prime body. Heero drank in the sight of his husband from head to toe. The firm chest, flat stomach,
slender but strong legs encased in black boots… the bare upper chest
and navel also made Duo even sexier.
"You think I'm old?" His eyes shone their mischievous gleam that told
Heero he would pay for the 'old' comment once he got Heero in their
house, in their room, in their bed to be precise.
"Heero! Look what I found!"
Heero thanked all the Gods above for Gillian's interference. He
quickly turned toward the girl and smiled as she held up a different
teddy bear to him. This one had dark chocolate fur and was quite big,
almost half the size of Gillian. He could see what made Gillian think it was a perfect gift for Ramsey though. The bear's eyes were as green as Trowa's or Ramsey's in this case. "You have chosen well, Gillian.
Ramsey will be happy to have this bear."
"Yes, it is a perfect gift for Ramsey." Duo spoke up next to him.
"Let's pay for the bear and I will drop you home so your father and
mother can see the gift you have chosen for Ramsey."
"Thank you, Uncle Duo!" Gillian beamed.
Heero gulped as his husband threw him a look that clearly said that
they would continue their conversation once Gillian was returned to
her parents. He knew he would pay for the 'old' comment, but he was
smiling in anticipation as he followed his husband and Gillian out of
the store. Duo forgot one thing. Other than moodiness, five months
into pregnancy also brought horniness.
Heero couldn't wait till they get home.
"Tell me I'm young."
"You are young young YOUNG!"
Solo sighed and put his pillow over his head to drown out his
parents' voices. Of course he didn't forget to turn on the voice
recorder. It would be a nice payback for disturbing his sleep. After
hearing the recorded voices, he was sure he would get a peaceful sleep
for as long as his embarrassed Mum would likely have his Dad sleep on
the couch before his Dad managed to whine and beg for his place in the