All The Kisses

a/n: I do not own Gundam Wing. This is the last chapter. I want to thank all of you for reading this series of drabbles and ficlets. I am grateful for each and every one of you, my readers and reviewers. This fic has been somewhat of a challenge. I never knew what kisses to leave in, and which to take out…and I never knew when to stop. Last chapter was going to be the last chapter, but I decided to round it out with this one, and I hope you enjoy. Thank you.

Chapter Twenty – The Kiss of a New Life

"She's so beautiful Heero!" I exclaimed as I looked at the face of our daughter. Our lovely little adopted baby girl. She's Japanese, with black hair, chocolate brown eyes and porcelain skin.

"What do you want to name her?" he asked as he stroked her soft head.

"Helena Daikane Maxwell-Yuy," I told him. He looked at me a little strangely, "Hey, I thought about Trio, okay? But it was too close to Trowa, you know?"

"Helena? Okay," Heero shrugged, "Daikane means 'great warrior', did you know that?"

"You caught me. I did some research," I admitted. I got the impression he did not care much what her name was going to be, our little adopted daughter was in for a treat having Heero as one father and me as the other. Heero did not even have to ask about the name Helena. Helen was the name of the woman who first taught me to braid this mass of hair, and I just put my own spin on her name. A tribute if there ever was one, to the only mother figure I had ever known. Daikane was the only name I could find that would represent Heero's Japanese heritage and represent how I feel as well. We were two formerly great warriors, and this little girl would be just as great as we ever were, even if it was for a different reason.

Helena was a little girl that had been signed away for adoption as soon as she was born. We had been on the list and they had called us as soon as she was born. I had fallen in love instantly. Heero was still amazed that this was happening. She was napping in her little hospital bassinet, and we would get to take her home later today. We already had a nursery set up, for when they did call us with a baby, and Helena would fit in fine with the yellows and greens we had chosen. We had moved into a bigger house shortly after the wedding, and the three bedrooms insured we had enough room for us, a child, and our dog.

I looked at Heero with all my love in my eyes, "We are so lucky. We were not even expected to survive the wars. And look at us now, married with a kid. Did you ever think…?"

"No, I didn't. I thought peace would ruin us. I did not think we could survive it. But I think we worked our way through it, and I think we made it through because we were together," Heero hugged me to him. I looked up at him and pecked him lightly on the lips.

"And there is nothing I appreciate more than having you," I told him.

I was given a great gift all those years ago. Heero Yuy showed up on my doorstep and nothing was ever the same after that. And now we were a family, and the future looked bright. I leaned down and kissed Helena's downy head and she cooed in her sleep.

I am a lucky man.

A lucky, lucky man.

The End