Summary: Basically, this is just going to be a short mini-series about different events in Heero and Relena?s life when they try to raise their child (or maybe children). I don?t want to give away too much so I?ll just say this. The prologue is a poem that I wrote and I thought it?d be the best way to kick-off the introduction for my fic. Please don?t be hatin? and some feedback would be great. Then I?ll know if I should continue this thing or not. Thanks again and enjoy!
Heero and Relena?s Advice on Parenting
Prologue
Once upon a time, there was a boy and girl,
stuck in the endless bucket of time.
He was a soldier and she was a princess,
both an unlikely find.
Riding gigantic pieces of metal was his passion,
Hers was speeches of peace building.
Though they both were total opposites,
They were aware of the connections they were making.
One day, the boy rescues the girl,
Just like any other love trip.
Brings her back to safety,
And ruins a falling ship.
The finale of war has finally come,
To an end and might we say,
That the hero and the princess both said their goodbyes,
and went their separate ways.
Not much longer did the girl get kidnapped and a war started brewing,
?Again.
But she knew she could always count on her knight in shinning armor.
And bring it all to an end.
Life went on and the seasons passed.
Days had gone into months.
Would she ever see her hero again?
His friends decided to give him the nickname Dunce.
But leaving her was the hardest thing.
He could have gone to hell and back twice.
But a yearning in his heart held him back.
So he decided to roll the dice.
Their life was new and hard.
Well duh, it wasn?t meant to be a simple.
So a little practice and a little time,
Helped him get to the proposal.
Their wedding took place on a bright, sunny June.
Everyone gathered by the bay.
Family and friends, brothers and sisters,
We are gathered here today?
After some years now,
The happy couple found what they were searching for.
A home, sex, each other,
But it wouldn?t hurt to add one more.
So it came to their attention one day,
After she took her third trip to the can.
He was soon seen running through the door shouting,
?Oh God damn!?
Eight months and twenty-eight days later,
He awoke with a fright.
His wife was heaving and breathing.
She couldn?t stay still all night.
A huge commotion started,
As he ran downstairs and fled to the door,
She rolled out of bed,
And fell on the floor.
He jumped in the car,
And drove out of sight.
Looking over at the passenger seat,
He finally realized that he forgot his wife.
Taking a sharp turn around the corner,
He sped on home and back up the stairs.
Hollering his apologies, he picked her up and went back to the car,
Trying to ignore her cold hearted flares.
They finally got to the hospital,
And her into a chair.
They sped her down to the delivery rooms,
Without a moment to spare.
?Breath in. Breath out.?
Was what the doctor said.
But she really wasn?t in the mood.
She wanted to kill her husband instead.
?I hate you!?
She screamed.
?Don?t ever touch me again!?
He was almost sure that this would be his sexuality end.
But after the long hours of labor,
And the long hours of screaming,
Out popped a girl.
The very one they?d been dreaming.
When all was fixed,
and all was dried,
He held his baby daughter,
And almost cried.
It was another Kodak moment,
To add to the Yuy?s family album.
One more member to add.
No problem.
Friends and family came in the next day,
To see the new bundle of joy.
The room was just filled with,
Cards, balloons and toys.
?What did you name her??
One with sharp eyebrows asked.
The newly profound parents just stared and said,
?We haven?t really thought about that.?
From left to right,
A heated discussion soon took place.
Common names, odd names.
From Octavia to Grace.
On and on it went.
As the mother held her child close to her breast,
When it soon hit her.
She knew which name would be best.
?Mia.? , she said.
And the room went quiet.
The father stood up,
And noted that he liked it.
The name wasn?t really heard of much.
But it had a special ring.
He smiled at the sleeping baby.
Yes, Mia was great. It was better than anything.
So from that day forward,
The parents couldn?t be anything else but glad.
They had a home, still thinking about the sex,
But they defiantly had a family to add.
They were finally complete,
And were looking forward to the years that they would spend together.
If only then knew what was in store,
And what they needed to do to get there.
And so our story begins,
And just in time.
What will happen next?
I?ll give you hint?
An infant and politicians together to dine.
?..Holy crap?..
AN: Eh?it sounds like something from the Night Before Christmas. Hoped ya?ll enjoyed it though. Thanks again for reading!
(sorry for being so ignorant...i thought the prologue is just the first chapter...or whatever...i didn't really think that it's suppose to be a poem..) 