Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Neko ❯ Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Duo woke to cursing. She blinked and struggled to her feet, sluggish with coming out of a deep sleep. She woke immedently when she put her leg on the ground. Blinking more and cursing Dekim, she assessed the situation. That brown cat she had met was standing in front of her with a defensive position. He was low on the ground with his tail lashing wildly. She fell back when it slapped her in the face. His ears were flat on his skull and he struck a claw at the hand trying to come under the couch.

Duo recognised the man's voice as the hand retreated with angry red lines on it.

"Damn it Noin! You handle that hell cat of yours!"

"Hey! Heero's not a hell cat!" it was that female that had trapped Duo in the house. A large blue eye appeared as Noin knelt on the ground and started to coo. "Come on Heero, let me see the pretty kitty. I just want to help her. That's a boy…"

The cat named Heero lashed at Noin's face. She only barely retreated in time. Duo swore she heard the cat in front of her chuckle. With one last effort, she pulled herself to her feet and moved closer to Heero.

"There you are! Come on out kitty," Noin said cooing some more. "Miss Noin just wants to look at you…."

"She's not coming out Noin," Zechs said amused from the background. Nion turned and glared evilly over her shoulder.

"Shut up or you're sleeping on the couch!" she turned back to then two cats and frowned. "Tell Hilde to get my dart gun."

"It that really necessary?"

"With Heero? Are you kidding? I'll need two ready."

Duo suddenly felt this was going to be very bad. Heero back up into her and started. He turned back and pierced her with a calm blue gaze. "Oh, you're awake."

"Really?" she whispered sarcastically. "What are the dart guns? I know what guns are and I don't like `em!"

"A dart gun is going to knock us out," Heero said calmly. "It might be wise to give up now. They can make you very sluggish when you wake up."

"Hell no," Duo growled. "I'm going out with a fight!"

Heero looked back again, relaxed and mildly amused. "I don't think you are goin anywhere on that leg. Just give up, She won't hurt you."

"I don't trust humans," Duo growled and looked at him like he was crazy. "Never have never will."

"It's too late," Heero said calmly again as he peered out from under the couch. "She has the dart gun."

As soon as the words left his mouth, he fell over. Duo back up a step surprised when she felt a prick on her shoulder and she suddenly felt very dizzy.

A time later, she felt a sharp pain in her head as light pierce through her eyes. she growled and tried to roll over but her leg wasn't co-operating. She was instantly on high alert. She looked back to her injured limb. From hip to claw, it was encased in a hard, white thing. Duo quickly reached over and tried to rip it off but her front claws only scratched dulled on the surface. Panicking now, she looked at her claws. They had been cut, making the points flat and dull.

"It's best not to over react," a calm voice said from beside her. Duo had been so engrossed with the horrendous contraption on her leg that she was startled. She was in a cage with thin metal bars. Beside her but with a healthy gap between cages, was a large grey cat. She had deep grey stripes lining her snowy grey coat. She had deep green eyes and a very neat face.

"Who are you?" Duo asked suspiciously. Was this cat working for the human?

"My name's Trowa," the cat said softly. "And you are?"

"Duo," she answered shortly. "Why am I here? Why are you here? Where's Heero? Where' that human-"

"One question please," the cat smiled, faintly amused. "You are here because you have broken your leg. I am here because I am just getting back from where my Mistress sent me to meet the mate she has chosen for me. Heero is back in his room before he could wake up. And my Mistress is having lunch and waiting for you."

"Oh," Duo said, her questions suddenly answered. "Um where am I?"

"You are in the infirmary. If you are on good behaviour, Mistress might move you cage into our wing of the house to heal up."

"Your wing?"

"I suppose Heero did not explain to you what this place is," Trowa said, a small smile lighting her face. "This is a cattery. Our Mistress breeds and raises show cats of many breeds. Since she does not wish for crossbreeds, she separated the male cats from the female cats. Our wing is the female wing." Trowa sighed. "As a result of her decisions, my mate is in the male room."

"I thought you said you were getting back from your mate…"

"That mate my Mistress has chosen for me," Trowa corrected easily. "I am the only Pixiebob breed in this house, there are no males of my breed. My mate is a Persian cat. I was sent to another Pixiebob male where I have conceived a litter to further my Mistress."

"You- you let a human choose you mate?" Duo stuttered. She glared. "I want out of here! I have to leave, this isn't right! I want to go-"

The door opened and it cut Duo off in mid-rant.