Domesticating Duo
Part Three: At The Mall
Duo woke up early the next day, heading to the computer to find
information that said it was okay to have sex while pregnant. When
Heero finally woke up, he pointed at the screen victoriously. "See!
It's okay to have sex up until your third trimester!"
Heero frowned. "Is that what you've been doing all morning? I can't
believe you."
And with that he huffed into the bathroom, and promptly started to make
all manner of noises related to morning sickness. Duo stared at the
closed door, resigning himself to the fact that he would not be getting
any tonight, and started to get dressed. They had a wedding to register
for, after all.
* * *
"Oh! These are so cute!" Heero held up a one-piece baby coverall, in
pastel blue with little pink feet and pink baby polar bears all over it.
Duo winced, hoping it was just hormones picking out that outfit. He
held up another outfit, looking suspiciously like his old priest's
outfit, only with footsies. "How about this one?"
"Too depressing."
Duo sighed, following Heero as he made his way across the baby store.
Heero had decided to stop by for supplies before they headed to Crate
and Barrel, and Duo already had an armful of things the other boy had
picked out. "Heero, aren't these the kind of things you're supposed to
get during your baby shower?"
"Baby shower?" Heero turned around and pouted.
"Yeah. Aren't you having one?"
"Well…" Duo watched on in dismay as Heero's eyes started to tear up.
God, it was like watching a train wreck in slow motion. "…no one's
really…throwing me one, I…don't have many friends."
And then the waterworks started. Duo pulled the sobbing, hormonal boy
closer to him, stroking Heero's hair gently as he glared at the
on-looking shoppers. "Shhh, I'm sure some one will throw you a baby
shower."
"Who? No one likes me!"
"Heero, who doesn't like you? I bet one of the guys is planning you a
shower right now."
"Honti ni?"
"Honto ni."
He sniffled. "Okay."
"Let's go register now, okay?"
* * *
Heero waved at Duo through the glass window with his registry gun
scanner, smiling happily. Duo waved back as he slid a quarter into the
pay phone, dialing for Quatre's mansion.
"Hi, can you get me Wufei? Yeah."
After a moment the Chinese boy's voice came over the phone, gruff with
sleep. "Hello?"
"Hey, Chang, I need you to do me a favor."
"Why should I do anything for you, Maxwell?"
"Think of it as a favor to Heero. It'll make him really happy."
"Fine, fine, what is it?"
"I need some one to throw him a baby shower."
"Nani?! Ask some one else!"
"Wufei, who am I going to ask?"
"What about Relena?"
"Are you kidding? Do you remember what happened with Relena? Heero
absolutely hates her! Anyway, you're kind of like a girl, with that
long hair and shit-"
"Maxwell!"
"Okay,well,thanks,man,makesureit'sreadybythetimewegethomeIwantittobeasurprise!Gottago!"
Duo quickly hung up the phone, regaining his breath.
"Finished!"
Duo turned around, surprised to find Heero glomped onto his arm. "Did
you get everything you want, baby?"
Heero nodded happily as Duo smiled, repeating his new mantra through
his head. Happy wife, happy life.