Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ I'm In Love With A Bad Boy! ❯ Chapter 6

A/N: Hey! I just had some inspiration for this story! I went to see Khalique yesterday and boy has he grown! Now that I can remember how a one year old acts, I can make this story more convincing!

 

I haven't seen my reviews yet but I do remember some of the people that review the most often: Bombayoni (Hey chick! Don't let the kids drive you crazy!), D_K joy (Looking forward to you updating your work!), PATTY40 (Hope you like it so far), Rose Fury (Helllllloooooo!!! *grin*)……

 

If I forgot anyone, I'm sorry. I'll be sure to thank you the next chap.

 

Heero POV

 

Getting Odin into something suitable was harder than I thought it would be. I would put him down and go through an old box of baby clothes Nana kept for me and when I turn back, he'd be almost off the bed.

 

No matter how frustrating it got, I still had to chuckle at his effort. He would grunt and poke his bottom lip out in a pout as I put him back in place then laugh and swat at my hand when I boxed the glossy flesh with my pointer finger.

 

That's when I noticed he had teeth. Two up top and two at the bottom. More looked like they were coming through as well. I made a mental note to buy him a teething ring by tomorrow.

 

I found a pair of shorts and a blue and white striped shirt for him to wear. Like me, he was a small baby and could fit the clothes perfectly. I stood him up and began to straighten the clothes on him. They were a little faded but would have to do for the moment.

 

“Are you ready to see, fey?” I asked him.

 

“Huh?” Odin cocked his head at me. The movement sent him tumbling over on his side. I laughed outright at him as he gained his balance again on the bed. He glared at me before climbing clumsily back to his feet. Yeah, that was my son alright.

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Duo's POV

 

Its funny how you can be wide awake when you have absolutely nothing to look forward to for the moment then when something comes up, you're dead tired. Well, that's what I was going through right now. My mind was running at a thousand miles per hour and my eyelids were closing just as fast.

 

You couldn't blame me though. I had been up since eleven and it was going on six now. I yawned as quietly as I could without waking the kids and flopped back on the couch. That proved to be my undoing. I swear, I closed my eyes for a minute and the next thing I know, I can smell maple syrup and someone's tugging at my braid.

 

I crack an eye and stare at the sticky bundle of energy. He had a pale bronze complexion with wide slightly slanted pale blue eyes, almost sky blue. His golden brown hair reminded me of Heero's as it was tossed messily on his head.

 

I smile despite the fact that the toddler's sticky chubby hands were grasping my plait. He was jumping up and down and grunting as his feet came back in contact with the floor. I yawn and stretch my limbs.

 

“Where do you belong, little guy?” I said groggily.

 

“Fey, fey, fey,” I smile and look at him as he repeats the mantra. Was he calling me fey? I sit up and wince at the knots nestled between my shoulder blades and spine. Never again will this coach be used for anything other than watching television and making out with the occasional heart throb. Duo has spoken!

 

“Okay,” I tell the boy. I carefully pry his hands from around my hair and winced at the sticky strings of syrup that came from his hands to the rope. “where's da-da?”

 

“Da-da-da-da-da-da-da”

 

Damn, this kid was adorable. He couldn't be more than a year old by the way he could only pronounce simple words.

 

“Odin?” Helen comes running into the living room with Solo. They have syrup around their mouths as well. “Come on, your bath is ready.”

 

“What did I tell you about eating the syrup?” I asked the two. Somehow they managed to look innocently at me.

 

“Not to unwess, we have something to go with it. (1)” Solo answers. I ruffle his hair and give him a `that's correct' look. “We had fwench stix.” I watched him try hard to pronounce the words correctly.

 

“And where did you get them?”

 

“From Heero, Daddy.” Helen said.

 

I frown. “And where is he?”

 

“Running the bath water for Odin.” She points to the sticky kid in front of me. I get up and make my way to the bathroom. What I saw in the doorway set my face as well as my nether regions ablaze.

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Heero's POV

 

When we got to Duo's house, I found that he was asleep in the living room on the couch. I frowned at the possible dangers he had put himself into with there not being a door to keep anyone out. I put Odin on the ground and toted the bag of food in the kitchen.

With Odin, I couldn't ride my motorcycle so I walked. I wasn't long and we ended up gong to McDonald's.

 

“Heero?”

 

I turned around and looked down to see Helen and Solo standing behind me. How'd they learn to be so quiet?

 

“Hey,” I crouched down at them and pressed a finger to my lips. “Your dad is sleep, okay. I bought you some food.” I gestured to the big brown bag with the big yellow `M'. “I bought some French sticks with syrup. Leave a sandwich for your dad.” I suddenly started to second guess the choice of food when the kid's eyes lit up and both began to grin at the mention of syrup.

 

Needless to say, I, along with all three kids, was covered in syrup by time the meal was over. Seeing that Duo was still sound asleep, I took it upon myself to run their individual baths starting with Odin being that he was the messiest. While I was in there, I decided to wash the stickiness from my arms and collarbone. This called for me to remove my shirt.

 

It took about five minutes for each of my arms to come clean. Then it was time for my chest. That's when I felt a presence in the doorway. I turned expecting it to be one of the kids. Instead, I saw Duo who was staring at me with an unreadable look in his eyes.

 

I swallowed nervously. “Hello, Duo.”

 

 

TBC……

 

A/N: How do you like? *grin* Did I leave it off at a wrong point? Maybe I should do a lemon. Oh, wait, the kids. Now that's a challenge…….