Is There Anyone?
A Tugger/Misto Fanfic
Chapter 1: When Walls Fall Down
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It was morning, the sun hadn't been up more than a few hours, and already the events that had unfolded were flowing in a hushed whisper all throughout the junkyard. Many cats came to see, crawling over the piles of discarded human trash. The kittens were kept away, as this was considered an "adult situation". To which they mewed and growled in protest, but all knew there was no use arguing. What some could see meant little. To Tugger, it meant everything.
Bombalurina and Munkustrap stood confronting the large Tomcat, both their eyes narrowed in anger. Tugger stood unmoving before them, his expression equally angry. Behind him, a frightened Mistoffelees lay on the ground, his eyes darting between the three angry cats.
Mistoffelees laughed as he and Tugger darted through the junkyard, chasing each other. Tugger was fast, but Mistoffelees was clever. He knew shortcuts, and sometimes before Tugger could turn around he had cut through an opening and was already out in front of him again.
Tugger smiled. It wasn't many of the other Toms who would play games with him like this. Mostly because they were all jealous of the females attraction to him. Which Tugger did enjoy. The race continued.
"Slow down!" Tugger called. He turned in a circle, searching for Mistoffelees, "Where did you go?"
"Aw." Mistoffelees appeared behind a broken car fender, "Is the great Rum Tum Tugger feeling defeated?" Misto sat with a smug smile, pausing to scratch his ears, "Hand over your trophy now bad boy, because I am just getting---oof!"
Mistoffelees grunted as Tugger leapt on him from above. The two Toms tumbled together in the dirt, until coming to a stop with Tugger's paws perched heavily on Misto's chest. Tugger's eyes burned, they were wicked. "Your heart is pounding." Tugger said.
"Exhilaration." Misto replied.
Misto sat up, pushing Tugger back with his paw. He felt a deep rumbling in Tugger's chest when he placed his paw there. His dark eyes fell on his friend. "Did you just…? Are you purring?"
Tugger said nothing, instead purring louder and leaning down so he was nose to nose with Mistoffelees. Misto didn't quite know what to make of this, a million thoughts were racing through his mind. Tugger loved to toy with everyone..that's all he was doing. Right?
"Can you feel it Misto?" Tugger spoke softly, "Feel it. Don't fight it."
Mistoffelees could feel his breathing quicken, Tugger's purring, the heat of the morning sun was suddenly becoming unbearable, and then…he certainly lost all sense of direction. For he leaned forward and kissed the witty Rum Tum Tugger, full on the lips. To which Tugger delightlfully returned.
Tugger fell upon Mistoffelees chest, their lips never parting. His paw came up to caress Misto's soft fur, his claws ever so slightly grazing him. Mistoffelees turned, flipping Tugger onto his back. Tugger's eyes widened. "Dominant? Are we?" He teased.
Mistoffelees laughed, and continued kissing Tugger.
If either one of them knew what was going on, they didn't much seem to notice, or care? A hush seemed to fall over the junkyard. Until Bombalurina appeared on top of a trash heap.
"Tugger." Munkustrap spoke, "How could you?"
Tugger knew cats were silently watching from all over the junkyard. He could feel their eyes on him.
"Tell us what we saw Tugger." Bombalurina said, her voice low and serious.
Tugger looked over his shoulder at Misto, who was getting up from the ground and dusting himself off. He looked at Tugger, his heart still racing. Tugger turned back to his confronters.
"Tugger." Bombalurina spoke again, her voice trembling ever so slightly. "Tell us what we saw was wrong Tugger. Tell me I'm wrong."
Tugger looked again to Mistoffelees. He stood still, not saying a word, his head down.
"You're wrong." Tugger finally said. "You didn't see anything."
Mistoffelees looked up in shock. Tugger's voice was so empty, so cold. Only moments before he had been kissing the big Tom, feeling his heart pound, the unmistakable smile on his lips, and now Tugger stood before him denying it all. For who? For them? Misto pushed past Tugger, darting away from the others and ran off, not looking back.
Tugger looked down. It hurt him seeing Mistoffelees run off like that. He knew what he felt. What Misto felt too. But here before his brother and everyone else, he let his pride get the best of him.
"That's what I thought." Munkustrap said.
He turned and left Tugger standing there in the hot morning sun. Bombalurina followed, her eyes lay pitiful on Tugger when she looked at him. Other cats talked among themselves in rumors. And Tugger went to hide somewhere.
His games always had a way of getting out of hand. Someone always ended up getting hurt.