Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Garou ❯ discontinuation notice ( Chapter 36 )

As you can see in the summary, I have decided to discontinue this story. It really isn't a secret that I was having more and more trouble with it. And then I went to read the parts I had written in advance years ago, and... I smiled at Duo's jokes, I still liked some of the plot twists, I could easily see what needed fixing to bring it up to my current standards... And nothing. There was no drive to rewrite the existing bits, no drive to add anything to bridge the huge gaps in the narrative. Nothing.

 

This story is dead. It's been dead for a while. Time to admit it out loud.

 

If you want to read a summary of what would have happened in the next chapters, the link is :

http://reiyel.livejournal.com/9055.html

 

Also, here are two crack-ficlets I wrote a while ago and never got around to posting anywhere. They use the Garou-verse G-boys, but there isn't really a place in the timeline for them.

 

This one was written for Sailor Seraphim.

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"No, really, he's my dog." Duo grinned, grabbing a solid handful of Heero's ruff, pulled him against his leg, and hoped very hard that the sheriff wouldn't ask to see his papers.

 

"...Well... That's a fucking huge dog, boy."

 

Duo grinned some more, and petted Heero's back, which was level with his waist. "Eh, yeah. He's a good boy though. Aren't you a good boy?"

 

Heero gave him a long, unimpressed look, and after a second, added a thoroughly underwhelming wag of his tail. Duo ruffled the longer tufts of fur along his back innocently.

 

"There a collar under all that fur, kid?" the sheriff asked, frowning in a way that implied that there better be one.

 

"Well, there was supposed to be one at some point, but damned if I can find it again." Duo dug his fingers straight down to demonstrate; they disappeared in the messy mass almost up to his palm.

 

"Hah! Maybe it's time for a good trim." The man stepped forward, cautiously gave out his hand to the beast, palm up. Duo worried, for a moment -- but Heero didn't miss the opening, stretching his neck to sniff at his fingers politely. The American bit the inside of his cheek to refrain from laughing. It figured that he'd be more polite as a wolf than as a human.

 

"So you don't keep him on a leash, eh."

 

Duo winced and scratched his hair, giving the sheriff a guilty smile. "Well... I figure there are woods all around, so it's all right to let him run a bit. It isn't as if I can keep up. Maybe if I had rollers..."

 

The man relaxed enough to chuckle. "You'd end up flat on your face. He's got the instinct to pull?"

 

"Not really."

 

"Huh, not a Husky, then, or not a lot. With his blue eyes, though..."

 

"Heh. We got him a little by accident, found him on a pier, so we don't even know what the mother was. He's a mystery dog."

 

Heero snorted. Duo patted his side. Yes, yes, stop the bullshit, hurry up and let's go, he got it. But if he cut the chatter short, the sheriff would be suspicious.

 

"He comes when you call?"

 

"Oh yeah. He's very obedient. He sits and gives his paw and plays dead and all that, too. He plays dead real well." From the corner of his eye, Duo saw Heero give him a long, suspicious look. He was pretty sure it meant something along the lines of, 'don't you fucking dare demonstrate.' Duo was feeling merciful -- that and he didn't trust Heero to do it right, or not to get his revenge later -- so he didn't. "Dad said a huge dog like this better be very obedient, or else he wouldn't keep it." ... Well, he could have said it, at least.

 

"Your dad's a wise man." The sheriff scratched Heero's head. Heero's eyelid twitched. Duo felt the muscles of his back tense under his hand, and dug his fingers along the wolf's spine as a warning.

 

"You chain him up at night, I hope? Because if he wanders a bit, we've got a few farmers with itchy trigger fingers around the area."

 

"He sleeps in my room."

 

The man grinned. "A huge thing like that, in your room? Hope he doesn't sleep in your bed, too."

 

"Hah! No, his fat ass would break the frame."

 

Heero snorted and gave him a baleful look. Duo scritched him behind the ears again.

 

"No wandering, then? Good. It would be a shame to see him get shot."

 

"Oh, it wouldn't be the first time," Duo muttered. The sheriff arched an eyebrow at him. Oops. "It was a while ago. He, err. Scared someone. They thought he was gonna bite that girl, but he was just... saying hello. The bullets just grazed him, though."

 

"I see. Still, we've got good shots around here, and they wouldn't like him around their prize bitches. He still whole?"

 

Duo bit the inside of his cheek. Hard. "Er. Yeah." Snerk.

 

"You should see about getting him neutered, then."

 

Heero's ears flattened on his skull. Duo tried very, very hard not to laugh. "Oh no! I've got lots of friends and they all want him to stud for them. Who wouldn't want giant puppies, really?"

 

The man laughed with him. "Indeed. Alright, son, you can get going, but you better keep him on a leash if you go anywhere near people."

 

"Will do, sir! Come on, stud, let's go. Heel! Yeah, that's a good boy..."

 

Heero obediently kept close to Duo's side until they were well out of sight of the man.

 

Then Duo called him "stud" again.

 

When they arrived to the campsite, Heero's fur was tangled and full of mud and brambles, but not as bad, by far, as Duo's clothes and braid.

 

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For bunnybuttox (animeprincess)

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Quatre sighed irritably, picked up another folder to look for the details he needed to complete a form, and frowned when the folder was tugged out of his hands. "Duo. Give that back."

 

"You've been at it for five hours, give it a rest."

 

"The forms won't fill themselves on their own. Duo..."

 

"Either of us could do it, you don't need to. So take a moment to breathe, alright?"

 

Quatre actually growled. "No. Duo--"

 

Duo decided to pull out his secret weapon. "I've got a present for you. Catch!"

 

Sighing again in annoyance, Quatre caught the little sachet and tugged it open.

 

Duo grinned, and stepped behind him to pull the blond and his chair away from the desk. "Tell me if it works? Hilde wasn't sure."

 

Quatre was frozen.

 

"... Q?"

 

Duo leaned over his shoulder, and gaped at the darkening tear tracks under his eyes. There were spots appearing all over his neck and arms -- presumably under the short-sleeved shirt, but Duo wasn't checking, and his skin was taking on a faint golden sheen as downy fur started growing.

 

"...Uh. Quat?"

 

Quatre turned his head to look at him, then giggled, and batted at his braid. Duo winced. "Wow. Heh. It works. Bit too well, too. Here, gimme the package..."

 

He tugged on it. Quatre yowled in protest and batted it out of his hand, shredding the paper. Swearing, Duo reached out for it to try to catch it before everything spilled on the floor.

 

"Nyow!! Gimme!!"

 

"OhFUCK!!" Duo started running, dodging behind the desk as Quatre pounced. "Quatre, get a hold on yourself! You know how to resist drugs, you..."

 

Quatre had paused to roll on the floor, stretching voluptuously and kneading the carpet. Ooookay.

 

"Uh. Quat?"

 

The blond batted at a few sheets of paper sticking out. Oh, crap, if he messed it up he'd be so cross afterwards. Duo leaned over the desk to pull the papers away.

 

Quatre's eyes opened in full, blue-green irises way too large and too intelligent. Duo had the clear feeling that he was a particularly stupid mouse who had just taken the particularly obvious bait.

 

Quatre sprung, uncoiling, hand closing around Duo's collar to send him flying over the desk. A second later he was horizontal, breath knocked out of him, with a purring blond boy kneading his chest as he rubbed happily against the bits of catnip that had somehow ended up all over him.

 

"...Ow."

 

Duo could barely breathe, he had little bits of green things all over, he was going to have bruises the size of a soccer ball and Quatre was using his blunt claws to knead him. He started laughing, and reached up to pet the blissed-out cheetah.

 

+

 

Trowa found them in a pile on the floor, Duo's hair and clothes in disarray, Quatre sprawled comfortably on him and purring with a disturbingly blissful look on his face, cheetah spots still dark on his skin.

 

"Tro... get him off me..."

 

Trowa's eyes went to the bits of plants all over the place. He arched an eyebrow.

 

"Come on, Tro, please..."

 

Trowa knelt on the floor, gathered Quatre in his arms and lifted him off the floor. The blond was boneless; it wasn't that easy. "Pick up the catnip; I'll put him to bed."

 

Duo sat up, wincing. "Thanks, man."

 

"You're lucky he didn't make more of a mess," Trowa commented as he stepped toward the door, with Quatre purring and batting at his bangs sleepily.

 

Duo grinned and started picking up the catnip. "Yeah, but at least it was funny."

 

"One of these days, your funny will kill you."

 

"Nah. I'm not that suicidal with the risks I take."

 

Trowa didn't seem convinced, but Quatre was yawning, so he left. Duo started humming.

 

+

 

"Hey, Wufei?"

 

"What?"

 

"Catch."

 

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And that's it. Thanks to everyone who ever read this fic and liked it, and thanks a lot for the support and the fanart and the recs and everything else. I'm sorry I couldn't save this fic.

 

Please don't ask for me to give someone else the permission to continue it. I do not have ownership on the "character A is secretly a werewolf" plotline; if you really liked the idea, you are free to write your own version, even one that starts somewhat similarly to mine. But all the little details and plot twists that made Garou unique were mine, and it would bug me to see someone else just take what I worked so long to imagine, and just keep going onto foundations I laid. I know how Garou ends (there's a link in my profile, as I said) and while it might not fit with what other people expected or imagined, I would take badly to someone claiming "this is the way the story goes from here."

 

I know this is fanfiction and I would never dream of forbidding someone else to write fanfic for my fanfic (even though I'm not sure why anyone would still want to; this fic is so old now) But if for some reason someone wants to write drabbles or one-shots or what-ifs in the Garou universe, I would really appreciate being contacted first. (I might want to read it. :p)