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A/N: This is just the start of an idea that I had. Please read, ENJOY, review and tell me if I should continue it or not. Happy reading! Please check my profile for the web addy.
I used to be an only child and a happy and content one at that too. I don't know why my mother had to go and ruin it all for me. She just sat me down one day after dinner and started this weird conversation about getting me a sibling.
"A sibling?"
"Yes a brother or sister?"
"Why are you pregnant?"
Mom shuffled a little closer to me and put her hand on top of mine. This was something she did whenever she got nervous.
"Heero. Your father and I.we've been trying to get you a sibling for a very long time now but we can't. I'm." she paused and swallowed. "The doctor said that I was sterile and I couldn't have anymore children so we've decided to adopt."
Adopt. The word circled my head like a fly that wouldn't go away. Instead of giving me a blood sibling my parents wanted to adopt one. No, not wanted to but had no other choice but to. Then the news really hit me. I was going to have a sibling like all my other friends. Milliardo had a younger sister called Relena, Wufei had a younger sister called Merian, Trowa had an older sister named Catherine and Quatre had 29 sisters in total. And here was mom giving me a choice.I definately wanted a brother.
"Heero are you ok?"
"Yea. I'm fine mom.can I have a younger brother?" I asked.
Mom smiled. "Sure you can. Your father and I are going to the orphanage tomorrow. You'll get to meet your new brother after school."
I lifted my head as Father Maxwell followed by two well-dressed adults walked towards me. The two looked like they were a nice family.but Solo always told me that looks could be deceiving and I trust him. Several families have come to take decided to adopt him but they've always sent him back after the 30-day trial period. Me? I've never been taken away. Apparently, I was only a baby at the time; Father Maxwell had found me outside the orphanage door on Christmas day. Sad isn't it? I guess I'm destined to be unwanted. I told Father Maxwell that. He told me that it wasn't true and that a family would come for me one day and true to his word here was a family.
Father Maxwell stepped forward. "Was this the boy you saw?" he asked.
The man nodded.
"He's so cute! And what interesting eyes." Commented the lady. "He's got lovely hair as well, though he needs a haircut. He's perfect I'm sure Heero would love to have him as a younger brother."
"Don't you dare touch the hair!" I found myself saying.
"His name is Duo Maxwell. He was found outside the orphanage as a baby so he has taken my last name." Explained Father patiently. "And I wouldn't touch the hair if I were you. He's quite attached to it for some strange reason. Really I wouldn't."
The lady gave me a sorrowful expression, like she knew what I had gone through as a child and then crouched down so that she was at eye level with me.
"Hello Duo."
I calmed down a little and spoke
"Hi."
"Would you like to come home with us.you can come back if you don't like living with us you know?
I eyed her warily and nodded.
The man turned to Father Maxwell.
"The boy doesn't talk very much." He commented.
Father Maxwell chuckled. "Oh he talks alright! He can give you quite an earful when given the opportunity."
I smiled at him. Yep! Father knew me the best. I could talk quite a lot if I wanted to but right now I didn't have much to say.
"Duo would you like to go home with this family?" asked Father Maxwell. "They have expressed an interest in you and would like to take you in as their own son."
I looked at the man then to the woman. I couldn't see the harm in going to live with them.and I could always come back if I didn't like it. Gripping my braid tightly I nodded my head slowly.
"Ok." I said in a small voice.
And so began my life at the Yuy's.
He was short. I knew that seven year olds were short but he was really, really short. The first time I saw him I thought he was a girl. He had hair down to his butt, almost four times longer than Hilde's. But mother had promised me a brother and here he was.on a trial period of thirty days.
"Who's he?"
"He's your older brother. His name is Heero." Explained father.
"Oh.hi Hero! I'm Duo. I've never had a family before and I've never had an older brother before, well maybe except for Solo. But he wasn't my real brother. He was just a really close friend like a brother. How old are you? I'm seven."
I looked at my parents and gave them a questioning look. They looked at each other like loving couples do, and shrugged. I turned my attention back towards Duo who was still going. Man, did this kid ever shut up?
"I don't have a birthday. But Father Maxwell said I could choose one. I picked Halloween. Isn't that cool? When's your birthday? I hope its on Halloween too."
"Duo." interrupted my mom. "Would you like to see your new room?"
The kid's eyes widened. "I have a room? My very own room? Wow that's so great. I've never had my own room.what about Hero? Does he have his own room? When I was in the orphanage I had to share."
Oh brother.there he goes again. I watched my new younger brother as my mother showed him around the house. He would go into sudden outbursts of 'Oooo's', 'Ahhh's' and 'I never had/seen one of those before. He seemed really pleased at the idea of living with us.
'So, what do you think?" my father asked me. "Kinda cute eh? He's never had any parents."
I looked up at my father. "He's alright, he talks an awful lot though and he called me Hero." I paused. "And I'm surprised that mom hasn't taken him to the hairdresser's yet."
My father looked down at me. "Don't touch his hair." He said sternly. "Apparently he is very attached to it. He got upset when your mother hinted at getting it cut."
I nodded and went back to observing my younger brother. It was then that I realized how very lucky I had been to have parents who cared for me so much.
A/N: This is just the start of an idea that I had. Please read, ENJOY, review and tell me if I should continue it or not. Happy reading! Please check my profile for the web addy.
I used to be an only child and a happy and content one at that too. I don't know why my mother had to go and ruin it all for me. She just sat me down one day after dinner and started this weird conversation about getting me a sibling.
"A sibling?"
"Yes a brother or sister?"
"Why are you pregnant?"
Mom shuffled a little closer to me and put her hand on top of mine. This was something she did whenever she got nervous.
"Heero. Your father and I.we've been trying to get you a sibling for a very long time now but we can't. I'm." she paused and swallowed. "The doctor said that I was sterile and I couldn't have anymore children so we've decided to adopt."
Adopt. The word circled my head like a fly that wouldn't go away. Instead of giving me a blood sibling my parents wanted to adopt one. No, not wanted to but had no other choice but to. Then the news really hit me. I was going to have a sibling like all my other friends. Milliardo had a younger sister called Relena, Wufei had a younger sister called Merian, Trowa had an older sister named Catherine and Quatre had 29 sisters in total. And here was mom giving me a choice.I definately wanted a brother.
"Heero are you ok?"
"Yea. I'm fine mom.can I have a younger brother?" I asked.
Mom smiled. "Sure you can. Your father and I are going to the orphanage tomorrow. You'll get to meet your new brother after school."
I lifted my head as Father Maxwell followed by two well-dressed adults walked towards me. The two looked like they were a nice family.but Solo always told me that looks could be deceiving and I trust him. Several families have come to take decided to adopt him but they've always sent him back after the 30-day trial period. Me? I've never been taken away. Apparently, I was only a baby at the time; Father Maxwell had found me outside the orphanage door on Christmas day. Sad isn't it? I guess I'm destined to be unwanted. I told Father Maxwell that. He told me that it wasn't true and that a family would come for me one day and true to his word here was a family.
Father Maxwell stepped forward. "Was this the boy you saw?" he asked.
The man nodded.
"He's so cute! And what interesting eyes." Commented the lady. "He's got lovely hair as well, though he needs a haircut. He's perfect I'm sure Heero would love to have him as a younger brother."
"Don't you dare touch the hair!" I found myself saying.
"His name is Duo Maxwell. He was found outside the orphanage as a baby so he has taken my last name." Explained Father patiently. "And I wouldn't touch the hair if I were you. He's quite attached to it for some strange reason. Really I wouldn't."
The lady gave me a sorrowful expression, like she knew what I had gone through as a child and then crouched down so that she was at eye level with me.
"Hello Duo."
I calmed down a little and spoke
"Hi."
"Would you like to come home with us.you can come back if you don't like living with us you know?
I eyed her warily and nodded.
The man turned to Father Maxwell.
"The boy doesn't talk very much." He commented.
Father Maxwell chuckled. "Oh he talks alright! He can give you quite an earful when given the opportunity."
I smiled at him. Yep! Father knew me the best. I could talk quite a lot if I wanted to but right now I didn't have much to say.
"Duo would you like to go home with this family?" asked Father Maxwell. "They have expressed an interest in you and would like to take you in as their own son."
I looked at the man then to the woman. I couldn't see the harm in going to live with them.and I could always come back if I didn't like it. Gripping my braid tightly I nodded my head slowly.
"Ok." I said in a small voice.
And so began my life at the Yuy's.
He was short. I knew that seven year olds were short but he was really, really short. The first time I saw him I thought he was a girl. He had hair down to his butt, almost four times longer than Hilde's. But mother had promised me a brother and here he was.on a trial period of thirty days.
"Who's he?"
"He's your older brother. His name is Heero." Explained father.
"Oh.hi Hero! I'm Duo. I've never had a family before and I've never had an older brother before, well maybe except for Solo. But he wasn't my real brother. He was just a really close friend like a brother. How old are you? I'm seven."
I looked at my parents and gave them a questioning look. They looked at each other like loving couples do, and shrugged. I turned my attention back towards Duo who was still going. Man, did this kid ever shut up?
"I don't have a birthday. But Father Maxwell said I could choose one. I picked Halloween. Isn't that cool? When's your birthday? I hope its on Halloween too."
"Duo." interrupted my mom. "Would you like to see your new room?"
The kid's eyes widened. "I have a room? My very own room? Wow that's so great. I've never had my own room.what about Hero? Does he have his own room? When I was in the orphanage I had to share."
Oh brother.there he goes again. I watched my new younger brother as my mother showed him around the house. He would go into sudden outbursts of 'Oooo's', 'Ahhh's' and 'I never had/seen one of those before. He seemed really pleased at the idea of living with us.
'So, what do you think?" my father asked me. "Kinda cute eh? He's never had any parents."
I looked up at my father. "He's alright, he talks an awful lot though and he called me Hero." I paused. "And I'm surprised that mom hasn't taken him to the hairdresser's yet."
My father looked down at me. "Don't touch his hair." He said sternly. "Apparently he is very attached to it. He got upset when your mother hinted at getting it cut."
I nodded and went back to observing my younger brother. It was then that I realized how very lucky I had been to have parents who cared for me so much.