Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Christmas Gifts ❯ Merry Christmas! ( Chapter 5 )

Disclaimer: I don't own GW (wish I did).

Pairings: Ones that we start off with: 2x1, 3x4 (4 being female), and implications of 13x5.

Warnings: A little more angst, perhaps some cussing, I'm not too sure right now. Just read and find out!

 

 

 

Christmas Gifts Chapter 5: Merry Christmas!

 

Walking upto the box on his doorstep, Duo bent down and read the tag which was, 'To: Duo Maxwell, From: Trowa Barton.' /Why do I have the feeling that he got me the same thing I got him? /

/Don't tell me Trieze sold one to Duo, / the green-eyed boy thought as he had walked towards his. He recognized the handwriting, and quickly brought the box inside, with a bit of effort of course. /Okay, don't panic, simply call Trieze, and see if he had sold one to him. Don't assume, this may be something else. /

Before he was able to grab his phone, however, it rang. So picking it up, he asked, "Hello? Who is this?"

"Hey, Trowa. Um, did you happen to buy something from this new pet store, owned by this weird guy named Trieze," he heard his brother ask on the other side.

"Yes, and did you buy something from that same pet store," Trowa then replied.

"Yeah. Is it really one of those mutated cats?"

"Yes it is Duo, and I'm assuming you got me one as well?"

"Yep. Man, that guy really got us didn't he? Now we'll both have weird looking cats walking around our houses."

"I wouldn't say their weird looking," the green-eyed boy stated, wondering why his older sibling said that.

"You've seen one of these before? What do they look like? What makes them so special," Duo asked casually.

"You mean you didn't see Wufei," he then asked, a little surprised.

"That kid behind the counter? Yeah, I saw him. What does he have to do with this," the braded boy asked, confused.

"Duo, he is one of the mutated cats Trieze created, and that is exactly what we got each other."

"What?!? You mean these cats are human beings!?"

"Basically, only they have cat ears, tail, sharp teeth and claws, like a cat."

"Oh my God! How can that guy sell them off as pets! That should be illegal!!"

"Well, as he explains to everyone, he has a liscense that allows him to do this."

"I...I can't believe this. It would explain some of the questions though."

"Didn't you see Wufei's cat-ears on top of his head?"

"No, he had on a large coat and hat, so I couldn't tell," Duo replied. /So, Trieze hid Wufei's ears and tail? Well that isn't good salesmenship. I'll have to discuss this with him later, / Trowa began to calculate, but was interrupted when his brother asked, "What did you put down for me?"

/Oh shit. Should I tell him that I put someone exactly like Heero? What about my part in all of this? Will he be disgusted with me, / Trowa then thought, dread quickly growing in his mind. Taking a deep breath, he said as calmly as possible, "Listen, before I tell you that, let me explain something. I helped Trieze in creating these, cat-people. I provided DNA from wild cat's in the zoo, as well as from dead bodies in the morgue."

"Trowa..." was the shocked response he was given.

"I know, it was a stupid thing to do, but he's one of my friends, and the idea of it sounded good at first, but now I don't know," he then responded, his voice starting to shake. The last thing he wanted was to be rejected by his brother, so he then stated, "Please don't hate me."

"Aw, Trowa, I don't hate you. I'm just...shocked. Though why I don't know, because you've always been weird," Duo then said, trying to cheer his brother up. His younger sibling was so sensitive right now, which was a rarity. Last time he was like this, they were little kids.

"Now are you ready to answer my question," he then asked.

"I'm not too sure about that, because you might be a little mad at me," the green-eyed boy replied.

"Why would I be mad? It's not like you...you got access to Heero's body didn't you?"

"Also Zechs', but that was before their funeral."

"Uh-huh. So my cat-person is going to look like Heero? Thanks," Duo said a little sarcastic, but he wasn't completely upset.

"I'm sorry Duo, I didn't think it would upset you, until today," Trowa explained.

"Nah, I understand, you didn't mean to hurt me. Well, I need to get some sleep, so talk to you later," the braded boy concluded, and then said, "Good night."

"Good night Duo." With that said, both hung up, and supposedly headed off to bed.

/I can't believe this fucking thing will look like the one guy I ever really...liked in that way. Oh face it, you loved him! Now I'm left with some weird ass copy of him! God! What did that man tell my brother to cause him to do this, / the braded boy began to think. Having placed the crate in the middle of his living room, Duo grew tired of staring at it, and headed to his room to attempt sleep. Yet as he left, a soft blue light seemed to float in through the window, and went inside of his gift.

All ready in his own bed, Trowa began to wonder, /He's really upset, isn't he? Yeah, he'll probably return Heero before opening up the crate. Gah, why did I call it Heero? It's not him! No one can replace my friend! No one can replace my brother's love! These things can't replace anyone...not even him. /

It was then that certain images of a blonde boy filled his mind, and he felt even more lonely knowing that he's made everyone, including himself, miserable. On the contrary, for Quatre wasn't sad, just confused.

Finally at his own home, he looked out to the stars, and tried to figure out who Trowa was with at the funeral. He also wanted to know why Relena had yelled at him. The green-eyed boy was so benign.

"Master Quatre, it is late, you should be going to bed," a man named Rashid announced. He was one of forty personal guards that protected the young Arab, and not wanting to upset his friend, the blonde responded with, "Okay, I was just looking to the stars before doing so."

"Did you see the shooting star?" Shaking his head, the blonde then asked, "You think another may fall? If so, can I stay up longer?"

"No Master Quatre, you must sleep now," the much taller of the two ordered, and followed behind a pouting blonde.

Christmas couldn't come any sooner for all of those anxious to open their presents. As for those who didn't really want to open their gifts, the holiday came all too quickly. Within his living room, Duo thought he'd send the crate back to the pet store, but something told him not to. That perhaps what was inside, was really worth opening.

"Okay, one look, but that's it," he told himself, and went to retrieve a hammer to remove the nails. It took him just about an hour to do so, and he began to think it wasn't worth all this trouble. But he had all ready started, and couldn't leave it unfinished. Removing the last nail, the braded boy sighed in relief, and waited a few more moments before lifting the top.

Once he did, he found that curled up inside, was practically an exact duplicate of Heero. Only the cat ears and tail made a difference; that and it was naked. It also appeared to be in a deep sleep. Cautiously reaching out with his hand, Duo couldn't help but touch the creature's face.

Instantly upon contact, the eyes opened, and pulling his hand away, the braded boy stared in wonder, as familiar looking eyes stared right back into his. The Prussian blue orbs looked at him confused, and somewhat sad. Then with a long blink, they were completely serene.

Meanwhile, Trowa was looking to his box, which all ready had the nails removed. His sorrow from the night before seemed to go away, as his curiousity grew. Now he really wished he had asked Duo what he got him. Would it be male? Female? Did it look like Quatre? Was it even blonde?

Finally lifting off the lid, he found his cat-girl to indeed look very similar to Quatre, except for the boobs and lack of a certain appendige. Then he remembered his comment to Trieze. /He did a wonderful job. She's so beautiful, / he thought, gently touching her face. This in turn awoke her from her doze, and she proved to have the same eyes as the blonde boy.

Sitting up, with her white ears perked up, she smiled at him, and unable to resist, he kissed her. It was a soft, sweet kiss. Tail raising, she lifted her small hands to touch his face. Yet he grasped them before she could do so. Looking into her eyes, he smiled at the happy expression he was given, and lifted her up into his arms.

Proceeding to his room upstairs, he planned to enjoy his gift. All the while, Duo was rummaging through his closet, trying to find something for his pet to wear. He had all ready ordered the cat-boy to put on a pair of boxers and socks.

"Master Duo," the blue-eyed boy asked.

"It's just Duo," he then replied.

"Duo, am I to have a name?" There was one name he wanted to give him, that would suit him, but he was afraid to say it. He was afraid to own a pet named that. It would be unfair to leave him nameless though, or to give him any other title.

"Heero. You're name will be Heero," he finally responded, and found a pair of jeans, and an old green tank-top. /Why I have this I don't know, / he then thought as he handed the items of clothing to the cat-boy.

Looking at the pants he was given, Heero had to make a hole in them so his brown tail would fit. After dressing, he then asked, "Is there anything else you'd like me to do?"

"Uh...I'm not sure," Duo replied honestly. What was one to do with a pet like him? Watch movies? Converse? Have them clean his house or maybe...no. Sex with him would be out of the question!

/Wait a minute, why would they be made to be so human-like if not to do that? Yeah, when I first saw Trieze he came out in just a robe! Was he and his pet...? No, I can't assume that! I'll simply call Trowa, and make sure, / he pondered in his mind, keeping quiet for a while.

Feeling he had said or done something wrong, Heero went upto his owner, and licked his cheek. Startled to say the least, the braded boy demanded, "What the hell was that for?"

"I was trying to apologize," the cat-boy responded. Maybe sex was the wrong route his owner. Then what should he do? Remembering what little of the house he had seen, which was quite dirty, he decided on a plan of action.

"I will clean house." With that, he left the room and set off towards the kitchen. Leaving behind a very confused Duo.

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Okay, hope you guys are enjoying this so far, and isn't it confusing? Two Quatre's are in this! I wander what would happen if Trowa was ever to meet him again, hm? Just a little hint for you guys. Anyway, I'm off to write the next chapter!