GS Note: Sorry guys, I thought this was going to be done for tomorrow but I ended up being away for longer then I thought.

Writer's block drove down the street, stopped for coffee, then set up camp. I think I finally scared it away though…

And seriously, this is the hardest fic in the world! I have no clue what Heero, Wufei and Quat are doing in the city and I can't remember what I was doing with Relena for the life of me! I'm babbling totally in this chapter in the hopes a plot is born.

This chapter is summed up in this quote, said by the best Animorph ever:

"The use of rhetoric through the lack of content."

Happy reading peeps! Hopefully the next chappy is out soon!

Day 1

New York, United States of America

There was a loud sound of something slamming on the concrete floor. Heero's ears shot up and he sat up in one easy motion. It took a minute but he suddenly realised where he was.

In New York, at a cat show. Surrounded by clumsy assistants. He sighed and went back down. The noise persisted as more people began to arrive. He rolled over onto his head to block the sounds out.

He continued to doze like that for a while before his neck got too uncomfortable. He uncurled and slowly stood up. Leisurely, he took the time to stretch every bone in his back and then all four paws. He yawned lazily; She would be along soon. Today was judging day.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before Her cheery face was opening his cage and putting his specially formulated food in the labeled food dish. Zechs was following her, his expression sullen as he glared at all the cats. Heero couldn't help but shoot him a nasty look and took an experimental swipe at the long man when he went to break the vitamin pill onto the food. Zechs jumped back and almost fell over the duffel bag She had brought along.

Almost growling, Zechs dumped the powder on the food and slammed the door shut. Heero smirked before wandering over to smell the food.

After breakfast, She cautiously reached into Heero's cage and gently pulled him out. He allowed himself to be handled as She put him on a nearby covered table. He let Her fuss over him without complaint as She brushed his short coat until it shone and clipped his claws. His teeth were brushed, and his eyes and ears cleaned before She deemed him ready.

Instead of putting him back in the cage and moving onto the next cat, She tucked him under Her arm and started off down the aisle of cages.

He looked around but didn't struggle to get away. He knew the second he did he could kiss his career goodbye. Even if he hadn't liked showing he would have behaved. Everybody knew what happened to cats that didn't mind their manners. He almost shuddered at the thought of Silvia and how things had turned out for her.

They didn't go very far before She stopped and judge and handed him a bunch of papers. She was directed off to another direction.

The smells were very interesting. Cats of all shapes, sizes, breeds and ages were everywhere. He spotted a tiny Persian kitten housed next to a huge Manx tomcat. He almost chuckled at the terrified yowled of the baby but She moved quickly away.

His legs dangling in the air, Heero knew he looked ridiculous as he entered the showing ring. He mentally cursed the woman holding him for making him look like such a fool but didn't fight as She placed him on a square of the long, sectioned off table.

There were two toms on either side off him in all different breeds. The one on his left scratched and scrambled at his handler's arms to struggle to get away. Heero snorted as he sat calming and looked at his other opponent.

The pitch-black cat regarded him with cool yellow eyes. Heero glared back. The cat smirked but looked away. It didn't look like the judging was going to get underway any time soon. Heero wasn't even sure what kind of class this was. Obviously it looked like one for tomcats seeing as there wasn't a queen in the room, but none of the cats were remotely the same breed. He settled down on the cheap fuzzy table covering to wait.

"So, I'm guessing this isn't your first show," Heero looked casually at the black cat next to him as the comment was said. Yellow-eyes smirked as Heero stared at him but didn't say anything. "Obviously, seeing as you need to be pointed to even be considered for entry. I don't know how he got in here," the tom gestured to the panic-wrought grey tom beside Heero.

Heero was never comfortable around cats outside of the home so he rudely turned away in the hopes that the other cat would shut up.

"I noticed where your cage is," the other cat continued to the utter despair of the Havana Brown. "Nice location."

"Do you have a point?" Heero managed to growled still avoiding the other cat's eyes. "Or should I just make you be quiet right now?"

"No, I have a point," the voice was cocky as ever. "I was just wondering about that pretty little Siamese next to you."

Heero's senses went on alert but he carefully tried to hide his alarm. He slit his eyes open and openly glared at the cat as if daring him to continue. At threat to Wufei was a threat to Heero's group and a threat to Heero's group demanded his full attention. The black cat chuckled as soon as he saw he had Heero's concentration.

"Why do you ask?" Heero couldn't keep the cool suspicion out of his voice.

"Oh, no real reason," the cat smirked but Heero could make out a hint of desperation in his body language. "She just reminds me of someone. My old friend Wufei."

London, England.

Herman's world slowly began to swirl back into place. Sounds started to come in bits and piece until they formed strings of words. After another minute he could understand them. His world was dark though. He was confused for a minute before he painfully slit his eye open.

A deep violet colour filled his vision and he quickly closed eye again. Heero's mate hissed again and his side was smacked slightly. He grunted in pain but opened his eyes for good this time. He glared at the queen and struggled to his feet but she quickly pinned him down.

"Tell me why the hell you're here and I might let you live," Duo hissed out keeping him in a painful grip.

"I will, I will!" he gasped and tried to stop struggling. "I never meant you harm, I swear!"

"Well I do," Duo growled but loosened her grip so he could breath. "Now, why were you here?"

Herman took a couple gulping breaths but didn't try and stall. Duo's patience seemed to end at the top of her claws. "I was sent here by Relena!"

Duo took a step back in surprise, letting go of her grip on Herman. The aged rat rolled to his feet as quickly as he could. At least now he might have a running chance if Duo decided on attacking him. "She told me to come here and create a distraction so she could come in and kill your kittens."

Immediately, Duo pressed his back into the carpet. He squeaked in pain as her claws opened new wounds on his back.

"You're lying," she hissed. "Relena could never make it in the house."

"She did!" Herman groaned in pain. He struggled to continue with his face pressed into the dark blue rug. "I swear, she's living in a room filled with cat foods! She is planning on killing you too! I don't lie!"

"Then why are you warning me?"

"You're Heero's mate," Herman almost chuckled but regretted it when fresh pace laced up his back. "And I need an asylum out of this house!"

"You really think I'm going to let you have asylum after what you did to Dorothy?" Anger throbbed in Duo's voice and she shoved again causing Herman to almost scream.

"I never meant for that to happen!" Herman sobbed between breathing. "I just wanted to wake you!"

Duo growled and Herman thought for sure that she was going to kill him. Duo was just about to snap the rat's neck when a calm voice stopped her.

"Duo, don't," Dorothy sighed heavily from where she was watching with the other cats in the room. Her foot was still bleeding and she held it close to her chest. Duo turned in shock at the words but Dorothy nodded. "He didn't mean to, just let him go."

"But Dorothy-"

"We have more important things to worry about," Dorothy stood up on her three good legs. The other cats around her melted back a bit and Duo couldn't help but scowl. She felt like a kitten being berated for fighting. "Now, let the poor rat up before you give him a heart attack. Hilde will be here soon and how do you think she's going to react when she sees me?"

"They can't get rid of you," a tiny voice quivered from the crowd behind her. "I mean, they just can't! It would be like getting rid of Wufei, it's just not possible!"

"They won't get rid of me now," Dorothy agreed. "But, after this litter of mine, I'm done for. I can't even show now. This is going to scar," she winced as she brought her thoughts back to her paw. "But that doesn't matter right now. We need to get rid of that rat before Hilde comes back."

"Throw him to the dog," Duo snarled.

Dorothy shook her head and frowned. "Duo, he risked his life to tell us this. The least we can do is help him out."

"What about Heero's room?" one of the bolder cat's piped up. "It's not like he's using it."

There were no other suggestions so Dorothy shrugged and nodded. "All right, two of you escort him there. The rest of you go back to sleep; we'll deal with Hilde in the morning. It's no use for all of us to be tired tomorrow."

When the room had trickled out of all the cats besides Dorothy and Duo, the Havana bore down on the Persian.

"What do you think you're doing!" Duo hissed so the other mother cats didn't hear. "He's just going to get back in here and kill our kittens! Who do you think you are trying to make decisions around here? Wufei?"

Dorothy dropped back down on the blood stained floor with a weary sigh. Now, without the crowds, she started to clean the cut out the best she could.

"If Wufei were here she could make the decisions," Dorothy said after a long pause. "But she's not, so I will. And I will continue to do so until someone else comes to their senses. So until then," this time the Persian looked up to glower dangerously at Duo. "Don't act rashly. We need clear heads to defeat Relena and you're too close to this right now."

"If Heero were here-"

"He's not!" Dorothy growled. Squeaked of protest from the babies quieted her tone. "He's not, and we have to come to terms with that. Now, are you going to help us, or do I have to place you under guard too?"

Duo's ears were flat on her head and her short fur bristled out as far as it could go. She waited and the seconds ticked by like hours. Finally, she slowly lowered herself to her stomach and looked up at Dorothy.

"Fine," her voice was so quiet Dorothy had to strain to hear it. "I'll listen to you. But if he tried something, I'll kill him."

Dorothy gave an invisible sigh of relief. "That's all I ask. Now, you get some sleep too, tomorrow is going to be hard for all of us."

Ok, I'm going to end it here because it'll take me another month to add on. At least a new chapter is fresh. ^_^ PS: Join my update groups! It's a great ego booster to see member numbers go up, wink wink.