Duo opened his door quetly, trying not to rattle his Marti Gras beads too much. The small door was almost drooping from the weight of the hundreds of colorful plastic spheres hanging on hooks and pins. It was two o'clock in the morning and Duo had a deal to keep. He grabbed his leather trench coat and Heero's gun that he had stolen, this was precious cargo, he wouldn't take any chances.
He had made a deal with an old friend of his who had been arrested several times. This time, he was running from the law, having stolen a valuble cat. Duo was taking and hiding the cat, so his friend could run in peace. It seemed fool-proof, but then again, his friend was a fool.
Duo's long brown hair blew in the October wind. It was unbraided, instead twisting and knotting itself. The abandoned docks weren't far off, just two blocks. He tridged on, trying not to step on the dried leaves.
The docks appeared finally and the shadow of a black car blended with the shadowed wood. Tremai waited patiently with a rope in his hand, leaning against the driver's door. Duo waved half-heartedly.
*A cat, how tough could this be?* Duo smirked. He was not happy about this, especially the part that he had to be awake to pick up the cat. Tremai walked up to Duo and lit a cigeratte.
"Be careful, this ain't no house cat."
"I know, I know, three billion doller cat..."
"That ain't all...Just listen up." Duo nodded and leaned closer, "What eva you do, don't let it trick ya. It's dangerous and could kill ya. I don't want another of us dead, got it?" They shook hands and Tremai gave Duo the rope, then whistled low.
Duo's eyes grew as the giant cat padded out from behind the car. It was a black panther, it's silky fur gleemed in the moonlight. But there was something not right about it. It looked at Tremai, who pointed at the rope in Duo's hand. Duo could swear he saw the cat smirk at him. It gave one last look at it's former owner and moved to Duo's side.
It followed Duo home and quietly entered the house.
*The guys are gonna kill me!* He led it up to the spare bedroom, at which it sneared and shook it's head. It backed out of the room, as if repulsed by it. Duo looked at it angrily, allowing it to snarl back. He sighed and dropped the rope, marching off to his room.
He shut the door and rubbed his eyes, flipping on the light. As he turned, he caught a glimpse of something moving, dashing under his bed. He stuck his head under, with no result. It was empty.
*Idiot, now you're gettin paranoid!*
With that done, he climbed on his bed and pulled the string that fell from his light. The room fell into darkness and he fell asleep with dreams of cats and cops.
He had made a deal with an old friend of his who had been arrested several times. This time, he was running from the law, having stolen a valuble cat. Duo was taking and hiding the cat, so his friend could run in peace. It seemed fool-proof, but then again, his friend was a fool.
Duo's long brown hair blew in the October wind. It was unbraided, instead twisting and knotting itself. The abandoned docks weren't far off, just two blocks. He tridged on, trying not to step on the dried leaves.
The docks appeared finally and the shadow of a black car blended with the shadowed wood. Tremai waited patiently with a rope in his hand, leaning against the driver's door. Duo waved half-heartedly.
*A cat, how tough could this be?* Duo smirked. He was not happy about this, especially the part that he had to be awake to pick up the cat. Tremai walked up to Duo and lit a cigeratte.
"Be careful, this ain't no house cat."
"I know, I know, three billion doller cat..."
"That ain't all...Just listen up." Duo nodded and leaned closer, "What eva you do, don't let it trick ya. It's dangerous and could kill ya. I don't want another of us dead, got it?" They shook hands and Tremai gave Duo the rope, then whistled low.
Duo's eyes grew as the giant cat padded out from behind the car. It was a black panther, it's silky fur gleemed in the moonlight. But there was something not right about it. It looked at Tremai, who pointed at the rope in Duo's hand. Duo could swear he saw the cat smirk at him. It gave one last look at it's former owner and moved to Duo's side.
It followed Duo home and quietly entered the house.
*The guys are gonna kill me!* He led it up to the spare bedroom, at which it sneared and shook it's head. It backed out of the room, as if repulsed by it. Duo looked at it angrily, allowing it to snarl back. He sighed and dropped the rope, marching off to his room.
He shut the door and rubbed his eyes, flipping on the light. As he turned, he caught a glimpse of something moving, dashing under his bed. He stuck his head under, with no result. It was empty.
*Idiot, now you're gettin paranoid!*
With that done, he climbed on his bed and pulled the string that fell from his light. The room fell into darkness and he fell asleep with dreams of cats and cops.