Author: Tira Yuy
Edited by: Scarlot Diablo and Bryony
Genres: Comedy, Romance, and Sap-Fluff~~~~~~~~~~~Chapter
Five~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As Trev stopped flopping around on the bed he tried to catch his
breath. Looking over to his left he saw that the brown dog had fallen
asleep with his paw still covering his eyes.
"We were acting silly, huh boy?" he asked as he hopped off of the bed
and petted him on the head.
The dog did not stir from his deep sleep. Hearing nothing but the
dog's breathingTrev looked around the room for Relena. She was
curled up into a ball on the far right side of the bed.
Grabbing the end of the quilt that he had been laying on just a
moment before, Trev pulled it up and over Relena's sleeping form.
'Just like Sleeping Beauty,' he thought as he looked into her smooth
and calm face. Trev stared at her for a few more minutes and then
looked around the room.
The room was well furnished with the huge bed, a night stand on
either side of the bed, and in a corner was a round table surrounded
by three cushioned chairs. 'This place is two times bigger than the
apartment,' Trev thought as he compared the well kept room to the
condemned building he and Ona lived in with Millie. 'This place even
smells better.'
Spotting a door being held open by a pair of high-heels he smiled,
and looked over to where Relena's bare feet peeked from under the
quilt. 'Good, that means I can take mine off!' Sitting down on the
floor Trev pulled off his old shoes that hurt his feet more then they
protected them.
Taking his shoes to the door with the plan to put his beside the
carelessly tossed off high-heels, he saw what was inside.
"WOW!" he exclaimed in admiration of the large hot-tub that rested
in the middle of the bathroom.
"Heero... This is a meaningless battle!" Hearing Relena's words Trev
looked over his shoulder.
She was sleeping soundly, but was moving around under the quilt.
"Brownie!"Trev said in a loud whisper.
The brown dog woke up and let out a bark.
"Shhhh!"Trev put a finger to his lips but could not help smiling with
pride that he had gotten the dog's name right on the first
guess. "Snuggle with her," he commanded.
Soundlessly, Brownie jumped from the floor and onto the bed, lying
down beside Relena.
Relena mumbled something and then wrapped an arm around the dog and
snuggled up with him.
When Relena did not make another stir, Trev looked back at the hot
tub.
'Too bad Ona's not here, she would already know how to make this
thing work.' With a smile, Trev shut the bathroom door.
----------------------------
"Excuse me! Sir, little girl!" a female voice shouted out at Trowa
and Ona.
Turning around, Ona saw that it belonged to an elderly lady who was
holding an orange cat.
"Is this your kitten?" the woman asked of Ona.
"Yes!" Ona shouted as she ran to the lady and took Ally from her.
Smiling, the woman let out a sigh as Ona buried her face into the
cat's soft fur. "The poor thing ran into my room scared to death
while he was trying to hide from a dog."
Ona felt Trowa put his hand on her shoulder as he spoke softly into
her ear, "Tell her thank you."
"Thank you Ma'am!" Ona said, giving her brightest smile before giving
Ally another kiss.
"You should wash him before kissing his dirty fur," the woman said
with a bit of a cringe.
"She, Ally is a she," Ona said, trying to politely correct the
woman.
"Nooo, this cat is male. He's been fixed but still very much a boy
cat," the woman responded, shaking her graying brown hair.
Holding the orange cat at arm's length Ona looked him up and down
with a wrinkled up nose. "Are you really a boy?"
Sensing Trowa's gaze on her, Ona heard him ask, "What would be wrong
with him being a boy?"
Looking over her should with a look of half despair and half "are you
kidding me?" Ona replied, "Have you ever heard of a boy named Ally?!"
Struggling to keep from chuckling at the comical mixture of Ona's
facial _expression and the way she asked her question, Trowa focused
on the cat. He did not look happy with the way he was being held.
"Why don't you hold him closer to you?"
Looking back at the cat Ona said "Sorry" and pulled the dirty furball
to her chest for a hug.
The cat's green eyes looked at Trowa as though this new placement in
Ona'sarm's was his fault.
Looking away from the pitiful cat, Trowa thanked the woman one last
time and then led Ona, her arms still holding her cat, to the
lobby. "We better find Trev and Miss Relena."
"Okay. Do you know the name of any famous runners?" Ona asked.
Thinking the question over in his head Trowa then shook his head
no. "Nope, but I do know of at least one race car driver. Why?"
Ona's heart-shaped face shone with pride, "Did you see the way he
outran that dog?"
Edited by: Scarlot Diablo and Bryony
Genres: Comedy, Romance, and Sap-Fluff~~~~~~~~~~~Chapter
Five~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As Trev stopped flopping around on the bed he tried to catch his
breath. Looking over to his left he saw that the brown dog had fallen
asleep with his paw still covering his eyes.
"We were acting silly, huh boy?" he asked as he hopped off of the bed
and petted him on the head.
The dog did not stir from his deep sleep. Hearing nothing but the
dog's breathingTrev looked around the room for Relena. She was
curled up into a ball on the far right side of the bed.
Grabbing the end of the quilt that he had been laying on just a
moment before, Trev pulled it up and over Relena's sleeping form.
'Just like Sleeping Beauty,' he thought as he looked into her smooth
and calm face. Trev stared at her for a few more minutes and then
looked around the room.
The room was well furnished with the huge bed, a night stand on
either side of the bed, and in a corner was a round table surrounded
by three cushioned chairs. 'This place is two times bigger than the
apartment,' Trev thought as he compared the well kept room to the
condemned building he and Ona lived in with Millie. 'This place even
smells better.'
Spotting a door being held open by a pair of high-heels he smiled,
and looked over to where Relena's bare feet peeked from under the
quilt. 'Good, that means I can take mine off!' Sitting down on the
floor Trev pulled off his old shoes that hurt his feet more then they
protected them.
Taking his shoes to the door with the plan to put his beside the
carelessly tossed off high-heels, he saw what was inside.
"WOW!" he exclaimed in admiration of the large hot-tub that rested
in the middle of the bathroom.
"Heero... This is a meaningless battle!" Hearing Relena's words Trev
looked over his shoulder.
She was sleeping soundly, but was moving around under the quilt.
"Brownie!"Trev said in a loud whisper.
The brown dog woke up and let out a bark.
"Shhhh!"Trev put a finger to his lips but could not help smiling with
pride that he had gotten the dog's name right on the first
guess. "Snuggle with her," he commanded.
Soundlessly, Brownie jumped from the floor and onto the bed, lying
down beside Relena.
Relena mumbled something and then wrapped an arm around the dog and
snuggled up with him.
When Relena did not make another stir, Trev looked back at the hot
tub.
'Too bad Ona's not here, she would already know how to make this
thing work.' With a smile, Trev shut the bathroom door.
----------------------------
"Excuse me! Sir, little girl!" a female voice shouted out at Trowa
and Ona.
Turning around, Ona saw that it belonged to an elderly lady who was
holding an orange cat.
"Is this your kitten?" the woman asked of Ona.
"Yes!" Ona shouted as she ran to the lady and took Ally from her.
Smiling, the woman let out a sigh as Ona buried her face into the
cat's soft fur. "The poor thing ran into my room scared to death
while he was trying to hide from a dog."
Ona felt Trowa put his hand on her shoulder as he spoke softly into
her ear, "Tell her thank you."
"Thank you Ma'am!" Ona said, giving her brightest smile before giving
Ally another kiss.
"You should wash him before kissing his dirty fur," the woman said
with a bit of a cringe.
"She, Ally is a she," Ona said, trying to politely correct the
woman.
"Nooo, this cat is male. He's been fixed but still very much a boy
cat," the woman responded, shaking her graying brown hair.
Holding the orange cat at arm's length Ona looked him up and down
with a wrinkled up nose. "Are you really a boy?"
Sensing Trowa's gaze on her, Ona heard him ask, "What would be wrong
with him being a boy?"
Looking over her should with a look of half despair and half "are you
kidding me?" Ona replied, "Have you ever heard of a boy named Ally?!"
Struggling to keep from chuckling at the comical mixture of Ona's
facial _expression and the way she asked her question, Trowa focused
on the cat. He did not look happy with the way he was being held.
"Why don't you hold him closer to you?"
Looking back at the cat Ona said "Sorry" and pulled the dirty furball
to her chest for a hug.
The cat's green eyes looked at Trowa as though this new placement in
Ona'sarm's was his fault.
Looking away from the pitiful cat, Trowa thanked the woman one last
time and then led Ona, her arms still holding her cat, to the
lobby. "We better find Trev and Miss Relena."
"Okay. Do you know the name of any famous runners?" Ona asked.
Thinking the question over in his head Trowa then shook his head
no. "Nope, but I do know of at least one race car driver. Why?"
Ona's heart-shaped face shone with pride, "Did you see the way he
outran that dog?"