Just like Magic

Chapter 2- I have a what!

Heero rolled over the next morning with a headache worthy of an award. He cracked open an eye and closed them a second later. The throbbing in his head was almost unbearable; it felt like someone was shoving an axe into the back of his brain every time he moved.

"Arrrrg! I hate hangovers! I wish it would just go away!" he groaned while burying his face in the pillows.

"Done!" a voice squealed followed by a small snap.

No later than he heard it, the inflated feeling in his head disappeared and he felt perfectly normal again. Heero sat up in his bed and looked around, he could swear he heard someone else here in his house.

"Who's here? Don't hide!" Heero yelled at the door sitting up on his knees. As soon as those words left his mouth a small cloud of purple dust appeared in his room. Coughing, Heero swung his hand around his face trying to get it out of his eyes. "What the hell?"

Standing in the middle of his floor was a tall, brunette boy with what looked like a belly shirt and low riding pants with more golden bracelets than he could count and more bells than a church.

"Who….no, what the hell are you?" Heero asked looking at Trowa in disbelief.

Trowa's faced dropped slightly. "You don't remember me master?"

"M-master? What the hell is going on!"

Sighing, Trowa walked over to Heero's bed and sat down on the edge of it and crossed his legs looking at the ceiling. "Well, you came home last night and got really drunk, but you opened my bottle and set me free! It was kinda odd in the first place how I even ended up in a beer bottle anyway…"

Heero didn't even know what to say. "you…came out of a bottle….?"

The brunette genie nodded enthusiastically causing all of the tiny bells to jingle. "Well of course silly! That's where all genies come from!"

Heero's jaw felt like it dropped to the floor, when in reality he had fallen from his bed and onto the floor.

"Master!" Trowa jumped down from the bed and kneeled down next to Heero and sat him up brushing down his hair and all the dust from his clothes. Heero turned his head to the side and looked into Trowa's bright green eyes.

"You….are….a genie? Like a real one? I get three wishes type of genie?"

Trowa nodded and giggled. "Just the same! Cept…don't tell anyone, but I am going to give you five…well four now, since you wished your hangover away. But," he placed his finger over Heero's lips. "You can't tell anyone about that, or I will get in trouble."

Heero nodded. "Not a word, I promise…" Smiling and satisfied, Trowa pulled his hand away and set them on his knees.

"So do you know what else you want?"

Scratching his head, Heero looked to the side. "Erm, well no not exactly. Is there some time limit on how long you are around?"

Trowa stood up giggling. He twirled around once and clapped his hands. "Nope! I will be around until your wishes are all gone!"

Heero blinked and stood up, noticing that he was shorter than the green eyed genie. "Oh, well that's good then…" he rubbed the back of his head. "What's your name anyway?"

"Trowa"

"Trowa?"

"Yes, Trowa"

Heero laughed. "Well, that's a fitting name for a genie I suppose."

Trowa turned and walked over to the doorway and turned around again making the bells jingle and the braclets clack together. "You hungry? I can make you some breakfast."

"Sure, I'll take some breakfast…but I want to take a shower and get cleaned up first…before you snap your fingers or whatever and make it." Heero looked over at Trowa as he put his fingers to his mouth and pouted.

"I was wondering if I could try to make it…you know, in your kitchen, just for you!"

Heero blinked and shrugged. "Well, sure if you really want to, go ahead knock yourself out."

Trowa clapped and ran out of the room jingling the entire way to the kitchen, squealing and giggling at all the things in Heero's kitchen. He never knew such a small thing like cooking could make someone so excited. But then again, he had been in that bottle for god knows how long, so that might have had something to do with it. Shaking his head, Heero walked over into the bathroom and pulled off his bar smelling clothes and stepped into the shower and turned it on, letting the hot water relax his stressed body. Meanwhile, out in the kitchen Trowa managed to scrounge up a cookbook from the depths of Heero's pantry and was busing himself trying to figure out eggs and pancakes.

"Breakfast has to be perfect for master Heero!" he drug his finger along the lines in the cookbook and stopped at a chapter labeled 'The Perfect Breakfast' grinning happily he flipped to that page and started reading.

"Ok it says here I need…four eggs, beaten and cooked. That sounds easy!" he snapped his fingers once and four eggs appeared on the counter, another snap and a blender appeared next to the eggs. Trowa cracked the eggs and put them in the blender. "Ok, so just beat them." He turned it on, forgetting the lid and watched with mild humor as the egg went flying all over Heero's kitchen. "Oops…ok, no problem, I'll just clean that up later;" he snapped his fingers and four more eggs appeared on the counter, again he cracked them and placed the lid over the blender before beating them. Turning back to the book he read some more.

"Place eggs in a hot pan with butter and cook until slightly wet. No problem!" snaps his fingers and sets the already hot pan with butter on the stove and pours the egg mix on the pan. "Ok, now pancakes!" He flipped to the next page and skimmed through it.

"I need flour, eggs beaten, sugar, salt, pancake mix…" he snapped his fingers and all the items lined the counter. Clapping his hands together he mixed all the items together in a giant bowl. He looked down at the mix which looked like it was hiding rocks, and he looked at the book, "Well, it says it is supposed to be lumpy!" Smiling he snapped his fingers again and set the second hot pan next to the first and started blobbing the mix on the pan. After doing that he mixed the eggs around and ran back to the book to look it over again.

"Flip pancakes when bubbly. Ok I can do that." Running back over to the stove he snapped and grabbed the spatula floating and flipped over the pancakes and smiled at the black side. "Good! Nice and cooked!" he walked back over to the eggs and frowned at them. "The book said a little runny…but they could be raw! And then they would hurt master Heero…I'll let them cook a little longer." Trowa snapped his fingers and set the plate on the counter and placed the burnt pancakes on it and plopped some more batter on the pan. Walking back over to the eggs he nodded at the steaming mass and poured them onto the plate. Trowa finally finished all the pancakes, some burnt and others not fully cooked, he took the plate and set it on the table with some forks and waited patiently for Heero to get out of his shower.

Heero smiled as he toweled off his hair and pulled on a fresh pair of boxers and a clean white shirt. After tossing the towel into the corner of his room he walked out into the kitchen scrunching his face at the smell of burnt pancakes and eggs.

"What is all that on my walls?" Heero asked noticing the runny yellow substance running down the wall.

"Oh, that's just some egg, I can take care of that!" he snapped his fingers and the kitchen was clean once again. "Here sit! I made you breakfast!" he pulled out the chair and motioned for Heero to sit. He did so and looked down at the plate and back up at Trowa.

"Do you have any syrup?"

"No problem!" he snapped his fingers and set the syrup on the table. "Hurry, eat it and tell me what you think!"

Heero smiled nervously and poured some syrup on the plate and cut into the pancakes dipping it in the syrup and slowly put it in his mouth. He swallowed and coughed to stop himself from gagging. He looked over at Trowa who was staring at him with hopeful eyes. "It's….it's good" he forced a smile and turned back to the plate. Trowa clapped his hands happily and sat across from Heero smiling.

"Hurry and finish! You have to show me around here!"

Heero slowly swallowed another forkful. "My house?"

"No silly! The city and your work!"

"My work?"

"Of course! I don't want to get lost trying to find you!"

"Trying to find me?"

"Yeah! I mean, I am going to be here until you finish your wishes. Don't worry, I wont do anything bad!" Trowa argued

Heero stuffed another forkful in his mouth. "Well no, I didn't say you were going to, it's just…it would be weird seeing someone like you walking around. You don't exactly look…normal."

A giggle escaped Trowa's lips. "Don't worry silly. No one else can see me unless I make it so they can!"

"Oh,"

"Yep! So no need to worry about that! I'll be good I promise master Heero!" he smiled and cleared the table with a snap. Heero wiped his face and held back a gag and blushed at Trowa's use of the phrase 'Master Heero'

"Please, just call me Heero ok?"

Trowa nodded. "Of course! Now hurry and get dressed so you can show me around!"

Heero nodded and got up from the table and walked into his room rubbing his face. He had mixed feelings about his new Genie…some part of him wanted to just spit out the four wishes and be done…while another wanted to take his time and makes sure they were all worth it…and yet another wanted to just wait it out as long as possible so the cheerful man would stay around. Something about him attracted Heero, he was good looking, but his happy personality defiantly countered Heero's negative mood and made him feel better. Shaking his head he pulled out a fresh shirt from his closet, he was not going to fall for another man. Nope…never.

((OMIGODWTFBBQ! I think it is a miracle…. I thought I would never think of something for this fic…BUT I DID! Be proud of me…I am trying very hard ToT Love me?))