Title: Lasting Beat-02

Author: Griffin Maxwell

Fandom: Gundam Wing

Pairing: 1x2x3x4, 4xOMF (Original male furry)

Rating: Pg-13 for now

Summery: After the war the pilots settle down into a loving 4-way relationship. But a few months after everyone is settled, Quatre receives a gift in the form of a human/cat crossbreed.

Warnings: Furries, four-ways, yaoi, ownership

Disclaimer: Only the original characters belong to me. No shit.

Dedication: Lindsey, for bringing me to the GLSEN Conference. And Anthony Rapp for not getting mad when I got sharpie on him.

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Quatre knocked on the closed door.

"Come in."

He found Trowa sitting at his computer typing up what Quatre assumed was a report for the Perventers. He went up behind him and wrapped his arms around the older boy's shoulder.

"Yes, love?"

"I need your help."

Trowa finished typing and turned, pulling his smallest lover into his lap. "What for?"

"Well….you're a cat person…" Quatre recited what had happened downstairs.

"So, they gave you a half-breed?" Trowa asked when he was done.

"Yeah, and the thing is scared out of his mind. I figured if you can tame lions, this shouldn't be a problem."

Quatre led Trowa downstairs. They found Alex sitting on one of many chairs in the room. When he saw them come in he stood and bowed.

"He has not moved, sir."

"Thank you, Alex. You are dismissed."

The boy bowed again and left.

"Where is it?"

"Under there," Quatre said, pointing to the red couch.

Trowa lay on his stomach in front of the couch. He looked under and saw a flash of light in the blue eyes. "Hey, there," he said softly. He reached a hand out and let the half-breed sniff it. "It's okay, you're safe now." Trowa watched as the creature carefully licked at the fingers. "There we god. Do you want to come out?" There was a small mew. "No? How about some food? Would you like some tuna and warm milk?" The Neko purred a little. Trowa turned to Quatre. "You want to get it?"

Quatre nodded. "I'll be back in a few minutes."

Trowa stayed on the floor with the cat until Quatre came back with two bowls. He placed them in front of the couch before backing up.

The Neko slowly poked it's head out and sniffed the air. Satisfied, he pulled his whole body out and started eating the tuna.

"He's beautiful," Trowa whispered to Quatre.

"Do you know why it's so skittish."

Trowa studied him for a minute. "I'd say abused, but I can't be sure."

"Can you grab that controller on the table?"

The creature's head shot up and whimpered.

"What does it do?" Trowa asked, seeing the animal's reaction.

"It shocks him. I don't know if it can be dismantled without it going off."

Trowa went over and looked at the controller. He took a screwdriver and took off the back. "Yeah, this will take some work to deactivate, but I'm pretty sure I can do it."

The cat crouched and looked up with fear in his eyes.

"It's okay. I'm going to be careful so it doesn't hurt you."

Two blue eyes watched as Trowa worked carefully and the cat whimpered every time he moved a wire. He finally clipped a few of them.

"All done," Trowa announced. The Neko slowly stood up on all fours and crawled over to the teen. He sniffed at the nearest leg before curling around it, getting his sent on Trowa. A soft purr came from him. Trowa lowed a hand to pet the Neko's ears. He knelt down next to him. "can I take a look at the collar?" he asked softly. The Neko stretched out his neck to allow better access. "There's a lock on it. We'll need Draco to pick it." The cat placed his paws on Trowa's shoulders and rubbed his sent glands around the burnet's neck.

"Hey, Quatre. Didn't you mention something about him being able to speak?"

"That's what those guys said, at least."

"Can we hear you're name, kitty?" The Neko glanced back at Quatre. "Don't worry. Quatre would never hurt you."

"Yukito…" the cat mewed. Quatre gasped and the Neko buried his nose in Trowa's shoulder.

"I'm sorry," Quatre said. "I didn't mean to scare you. You're voice….It's beautiful…I want you to talk more, is that okay?" The Neko peaked over Trowa's shoulder. "You don't have to now. But you won't get in trouble for it."

"Yukito, will you let Quatre pet you?" Trowa asked gently. Yukito mewed a little. "Quatre."

Quatre approached them carefully. He lightly ran a hand down the white back, surprised at how soft it was. "It's like silk!" he exclaimed quietly. Yokito's back stretched, silently asking Quatre not to stop.

"See, he won't hurt you. No one will hurt you anymore."

Yukito lifted his head and licked Trowa's cheek.

"Trowa, you can have him; he likes you must better," Quatre said, trying not to sound sad.

"No, he's yours. I'll help you gain his trust, though."

Quatre smiled. He leaved over the cat and kissed Trowa. "Thank you."

End Chapter Two