-1The Surrogate

By: Dark Nuriko

Title: The Surrogate

Author: Dark Nuriko

Category: Gundam Wing

Genre: Romance/Humor

Pairings: 2x1, 3x4(talked about)

Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, Duo Language, pregnancy, un-natural family lives, POV.

Rating: M to NC-17(only on un-edited versions)

Disclaimer: Gundam Wing belongs to people who are not me. I do not write for money. I write purely for fun.

Summary: Duo and Heero have been together for years. Now, at the age of 25, both boys want the next step that most couples take after marriage. They begin to want a child. Yet two men can't make a child. So, they turn to the one woman they trusted, and give her a proposition she couldn't refuse. Yet can two gay men and the woman carrying their future child really get along?

Prologue: A.C 205; L1 Colony:

I yawned, stretching in the large, king-size bed and slowly cracked opened my eyes. The curtains were drawn over the windows and I couldn't help but smile at my husband's thoughtfulness. Heero had never gotten out of being serious and quiet, but he showed me in so many small ways just how much he loved me. Slowly sitting up, the blanket slipped down from around my chest to pool around my waist, my long chestnut locks resting around my body like an extra blanket.

"Morning," Heero said softly, walking into the room with a tray of coffee and bagels. I smiled at him as I looked over his well built body. A pair of blue jeans was the only thing hiding that tempting and gloriously delicious body from my gaze. I know that the reason he was bringing me breakfast in bed was because of what was going to happen later this morning.

"Mornin'," I called back, a bright look crossing my face. He smiled back at me, before reaching the bed and leaning over to press a soft, chaste kiss to my lips. I enjoyed the sweetness of it and smiled at him as he pulled back. "Breakfast in bed? Thank-you so much. I feel special this morning."

Heero sighed and reached up with his left hand, placing it on his cheek. A sliver of light caught the pale, average silver band that rested on his ring finger. I smiled as it winked at me in the light and I raised my own left hand to take a hold of his. A matching silver band rested on my own left hand, on the ring finger. We had been together for years, in fact, since we had met back during the wars of A.C 195. Back then, we had both been fifteen and were two of five Gundam pilots that had been sent to Earth. We were the saviors of the wars. Heero, alone, had brought about the end of not just one, but two major wars that had faced the colonies and Earth.

He had been the pilot of the Gundam known as Wing Zero. He had a skill and ability that seemed way beyond what a normal boy of fifteen should have. Of course, all of us pilots were talented. It was just that each one of us boys had a specific area of expertise. His was combat. Mine was demolitions and sneak attacks. While his Gundam was built for combat, mine was built for stealth. By A.C. 198, we had stopped two wars and destroyed our Gundams. This was all done before we had turned eighteen. What a difference five teenagers can do, huh?

Well, at least that was what a lot of people thought. Then we made a difference; brought the end of the wars. Then people took notice and were grateful to us. Lady Une and Noin had turned and created the Preventers, which was an elite team that was created to keep war from breaking out so bad. All five of us pilots joined up, all at different times. Wufei was the first to join, having been friends with Sally Po, who was the doctor for them. Trowa and Quatre soon followed. Once Heero was certain Relena didn't need a bodyguard, he joined up. Not too long after that, I fell into the group as well.

After three more years together, as partners, Heero and I had began dating. Another year after that, Trowa and Quatre became the first legally married same sex couple. One more year from that time and Heero and I tied the knot. Now, we've been married for two years and I have to admit that I couldn't be happier.

"I made your favorite. Bagels, slightly toasted, with cream cheese," he murmured in a deep voice, even as I reached out to trail a hand over his cheek and along his throat.

"Thanks, Hee-chan. I feel loved." He flushed softly at those words, showing that he still, after all this time, had trouble with hearing that word. Love wasn't easy for Heero. But he loved me unconditionally.

"Hn," he answered, before moving to sit beside me, taking the glass of orange juice that he always had in the morning. I couldn't help but laugh at that, reaching for half of my bagel. As I munched on it, I leaned close to Heero, enjoying the closeness.

"So, are you ready for today, Hee-chan? I know they need to test both of us… but I'm certain you have nothing to worry about it."

"Neither do you."

I smiled. "I know, Hee-chan. I'm not worried either. We just need to make certain that things are all good and then we can move on to step two."

Heero smiled back at me, leaning close to kiss me softly. I enjoyed the sweet, soft brush of our lips, before pulling back and moving to finish my breakfast. Once I was done, which we did in silence, I turned to climb out of the bed, as naked as the day I was born. Heero's hot gaze swept over me, but he controlled himself, remaining on the bed where he was. I could tell it was taking every ounce of control he had and I was a little sad that he had to control himself at all.

I padded into the shower and wash up. I even undid my braid and washed my hair. Once I was done, I stepped out of the shower and took up two different towels. I wrapped my hair up in one and my body in the other. I put deodorant on and a little bit of a soft, vanilla scented cologne before coming out of the bathroom and going back into the bathroom. I went to the dresser and pulled out a pair of black silk boxers. Pulling them on, I dropped my towel and then bent to pick it up. I dropped it in the laundry basket before heading into he closet and pulling out something black to wear. For today, it was black jeans and a charcoal black tank top.

Heero was already dressed in blue jeans and his favorite dark green tank top. I smiled at him through the mirror's reflection and began brushing out my hair. He came over and took the brush, as I had hoped he would. He slowly brushed out the long, chestnut locks and then began to carefully separate it into three equal strands. Once that was done, he started to plate it into the long braid I usually wore my hair in. With that done, Heero caressed his hands over my back, before lightly cupping my ass through the jeans. It was over before I could really enjoy it, and then his hands were back down at his sides.

Once we were fully dressed, socks on our feet, we walked together toward the door. We paused long enough to pull on our shoes before sharing a light kiss and heading out the door. We went down the elevator of our twelve story apartment building into the basement garage. Once there, we walked over to Heero ice blue SUV and got in, Heero behind the wheel and myself in the passenger seat. We drove in silence, which was normal for when we were nervous.

Arriving at the hospital, we headed in as one. We spoke with the nurse and were taken into different rooms. Inside was all manner of items to help a man get off. Our sperm counts were being tested today, so that Heero would be able to attempt artificially inseminating a woman who would act as a surrogate so that we could have a child. After all, two men can't have a child, so we looked into alternative ways. Either having our child created in an artificial womb, like Quatre's sisters were made, or by artificially inseminating a woman.

Thinking about everything I wanted to do to Heero, I easily managed to get off into the little cup and sending my little soldiers off to be tested. Waiting for Heero out in the waiting room, and then our results, I found myself thinking about a little child that looked like Heero. He was a rather handsome young man. I was looking forward to a mini version of him.

After another few minutes, Heero came out as well, a slight red tint to his cheeks. It was obvious he had to think of some pretty heavy stuff before he could find his release. We had agreed that sex before this, wouldn't have been wise. So we had refrained. It's been one of the toughest mornings of my life. He came over and instead of sitting beside me, he curled up into my lap. At twenty-five, he was just a bit shorter than me. Being an American, I had grown a few more inches. Heero, being asian, hadn't gotten much taller and now he was the shorter of the both of us. That suited me just fine, because I loved holding him. I loved being there for him. Even now, I was able to be there for him, just holding him, and that meant the world to me.

Half an hour later, the doctor came out, a serious expression on his face. Heero moved off my lap and I instantly missed the close contact. Yet I slowly, casually got onto my feet and moved over beside him. I gave the doctor a soft grin. "Hey Doc… why so serious?"

"Mr. Maxwell-Yuy, both of you, I wanted to have better news for you. Seeing as you are such bright and special young men. Yet I'm afraid Heero won't be able to be a donate. His sperm count is too low and there isn't enough actually living to be able to give us even a ten percent chance."

Heero's eyes widened just slightly, his throat moving in a deep swallow. He then looked at me and I could see the pain no one else would be able to read that seemed to shimmer in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Duo. I-I didn't mean to fail you." I smiled at him, waving off his words.

"Don't sweat it, Hee-chan. I'm certain there's still something we can do," I said, looking to the doctor. He nodded, giving us a smile.

"Actually, there is something you can do," the doctor said, agreeing with me.

"What?" Heero asked, wanting to know what his options were.

"You can have Duo be the donor. His count was really high and his swimmers many and rather strong and active."

My eyes must have widened and my jaw hit the floor. I could hear Heero's small laugh and his words seemed to make me feel even more shock.

"Well, now we really know why you're so over active. You're little swimmers are just fueling the rest of you," Heero murmured, much to the doctors amusement. I still was trying to get over the whole idea. I mean, I trusted the woman we had chosen for our surrogate more than I did most people. But… I had expected Heero to be the one to have to be the donor. N-now… a part of me was about to go someplace I had never expected any of myself to go.

"Hey Heero, Duo, how did the tests go?" a low, womanly voice asked. I looked over to see none other than Relena Peacecraft-Dorlin, our surrogate.

"Seems Duo will be the one donating," Heero said, with a small gleam in his eyes. He really was beginning to enjoy this. Relena and I meet gazes, both of us surprised as all hell. It seemed… that a part of myself… was going where I never expected. A part of myself, was going into Relena.