Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Kitten ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

Ok, before I start this story, a few words. I don't own anything except for the ideas that are my own. I've read quite a few stories about male pregnancy, sires and breeders, nekos and all that stuff. I hope none of the other authors feels offended that I use the general idea and create a story of my own. For the plot I was inspired by some scans of a GW doujinshi, including nekos, but of course altered. I just write what I think would be fun. If any of my stories is similar to another one, it is not intentional. I DO NOT COPY FROM OTHERS!

 

The pairings … well I'll try one I find very intriguing, I've only read one story with this pairing, and I was hooked. Why only one? Because I couldn't find anymore with them. So, who do you think it is? I wonder if you can guess.

 

Last warning: This is NC-17, there will be sex, there will be male pregnancy, there might be NCS mentioned or described (I'm not sure about that part, but the story is not written down yet). And most of all it is YAOI, which means love between men. So turn around if you have something against any of these things, there are loads of other fics in the internet.

 

The rest have fun and review!

 

Kitten:

Prologue

 

He was in so much trouble right now. How could that have happened to him? After all it hadn't been the first time he had been chased by a bunch of nekos in heat. His tail twitched irritated by the mere thought of it. The area where he lived was full of those bastards who jumped everything in sight.

 

But usually the blue eyed neko could outrun them easily, using all the secret alleys and shortcuts he knew so well. But today was full moon, which meant that most of the dominant nekos were not only in heat, but close to desperate for a fuck. Something the quick little neko sure wasn't, especially with those brutes. He hadn't even gotten his first heat, and normally underage nekos were left alone. But the area he lived in hosed some quiet perverted specimen, outcasts.

 

So today had not only been full moon, with a bunch of brain-dead, overly muscled and completely drunk wanna be dominant nekos after him and other nekos of submissive nature, they had also gathered and hunted as a group, which was not quite a natural thing to do. So this was what civilisation did to nekos. It made complete lunatics out of at least some of them.

 

And Heero's only chance had been the flight, and running he did. But somehow along the way he had left his familiar territory and encountered more and more unknown streets and crossings. And since some of his pursuers just wouldn't give up he had to continue hastily, without being able to memorize where he was going.

 

He could at least guess that he was on the opposite end of the city, after all the buildings were the complete opposite to what he was used to. Large parks, beautifully tended gardens, elegant mansions. And he had the inkling that if the police caught him here, he would be in deep shit. They did not tend to believe street trash like him.

 

He blew some of the untameable chocolate coloured bangs out of his face and tried to at least search for the general direction he had come from. He had dropped dead between some bushes, his lungs burning in their need for air. But his head was spinning, his stomach was aching and his throat was way to dry. He hadn't eaten for days, and now he payed the price. But it was better than being caught. Way better.

 

He slowly crawled out of the bushes and headed towards some of the villas, knowing that there would be guards patrolling in the park, sooner or later. Maybe he could take a nap on some of the private grounds. Weren't those rich bastards on a holiday somewhere around the world most of the time anyway? Maybe there was some place where he wouldn't be found that easily. Maybe a place with some handy trashcans and low security.

 

Yeah, right. But what was there to loose?

 

Finally he found a dark and uninhabited looking house, with no cars in the driveway. Sure there was a closed garage, but most of the houses had a extremely expensive looking car in the driveway anyways. To show what they've got. The trash cans were empty as well, so there was probably someone on a holiday right now.

 

Exhaustion taking over, the malnourished neko could only drop beneath some bushed on top of some quite soft moss. Undetectable from the outside … except from one window of the house itself, but the youth was too exhausted to notice anymore. Darkness came upon him as soon as he lay his head down, unaware of the car pulling closer.