Me: Fanfictioncom was broken for a little while, so I gave up typing for a bit.
Captain: (Shakes head)
Me: Shut up!
(Silence)
Me: Oh yeah... You never really... ANYWAY! I know it's a pathetic excuse but I had to write A LOT of essays... In fact... I should be typing one on child abuse right now, so be happy I've taken the time to type this up for you!! Anyway. I still updated rather quickly. Sex will be in next one, possibly. Yeah. Probs.
SchrÖDINGER: You see my name right there? Ja!? You know vhy it ist like that? Because vhen Vanessa wrote ze part about ze Dok yelling at me she had to get a special O for my name in capital mit special umlaut!!! So everytime after that part vith ze Dok yelling took like.... vone extra minute! Vhich is a lot when you add it all up!
Me: YESSS!!! I GIVE U LOVE, MY VIEWERS!!! _
AND PLEASE TELL ME IF U DO NOT LIKE THIS STORY PROGRESSING IN THE CAPTAIN'S MIND FRAME. I HONESTLY LIKE IT MORE IN HIS VIEW POINT, BUT IF MAJORITY WANT IT TO GO BACK TO SCHRÖDINGER PLEASE DO TELL!
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The Captain awoke, alarm blaring. The colors of his room seemed faded and grey. The color of depression being the only one that seemed to remain. He ignored the agitating beeps and got up, not bothering to shut off the bloody thing. The pitch and velocity of the beeps intensified as the Captain dressed. With each speck of noise the anger raised within him. By the time his clothes were in place he could stand the sound no longer. Filled with rage and angst he spun around, pulling the gun from his waist and triggering the bullets. The alarm ceased it's jangle as it flew threw the air, wires and bolts flying in all directions. It landed with a crash on the floor, where the Captain ceased his bullets and began violently kicking the annoying little robot. I. FUCKING. GET. IT!!! He screamed within his mind, not allowing the figurative zipper upon his mouth to become undone.
The last 2 weeks had been a living Hell for him, seeing Schrödinger within the halls or at a meeting were the only things keeping him sane, but even these minuscule moments of joy helped only scarcely. For every time he saw his kitten, the child would look away, pain shooting up into those enlarged rose eyes. The Captain let out a frustrated sigh, his throat trembling ever so slightly as he did so. Suße Katze! He thought, eyes dreamily glazing over. Why can't I hold you within my arms?! Feel that little heart pulse ever faster as I pull you to my lips, and wake in the night to see those adorable eyes jut back and forth beneath their lids. I want to see those little ears twitch with muse and wisp against my skin. The Captain gave out a shudder and felt himself harden as he thought of the boys lips. The way they could cradle his shaft so delicately, giving up the most satisfying of orgasms. That rough tongue rubbing itself up and down his length, lightly coating it with saliva. And the purring! That marvelous purring that came from deep within the boys throat, the goal that the Captain had always attempted to reach. Thrusting himself further and further down into the warmth of his neck in an attempt to feel more and more of that wonderful vibration. And when he came, the way Schrödinger would lap up his seed made him want to start all over again. The Captain felt the tip of his penis drip with longing, the semen wetting his briefs. Oh yes, he wanted it. All of it. Those red lips, those adorable ears, that little puckered hole. But he did not simply want the sex, but the friendship and love as well. He looked down, a slight stain having been made on the front of his coat, he went to change.
Hans sat in the large office, he was the first person there. Wunderbar, He thought, rolling his eyes, Mehr zeit zür mir selbst!* He sat for a few moments before the doors flew open, and in stepped Schrödinger. His usual cocky smile was not worn, instead the young boy had deep blue lines beneath his sunken eyes, full of defeat as his head hung low. Schrödinger scanned the room for a moment before noticing the Captain. He stood in shock, eying the Captain as he did so, pain rising in his face. Then he let out a small "Hmph." and shook his head as if to clear his thoughts. Tilting his nose into the air, Schrödinger strutted across the room into the Major's seat, where he curled himself into a ball. Oh my kitten. If only I could tell you... but then we would never see one another. The Captain opened his mouth in an attempt to at least say hello, but was rudely interrupted by the opening of a door. "Guten Morgen!" Rang the Major, usual grin upon face. He was closely followed by Dok and Rip Van, who seemed just about as bright and cheery as he. "Let's get right to vork, Ja? I vant See Löwe 3 (THAT'S RIGHT, I SAID 3!!!!) to vork out perfectly...." He gave a small chuckle as he saw Schrödinger lying within his throne. "Und just vat exactly are you doing, Schrödinger?" Schrödinger gave out a forced giggle and removed himself from the seat, gently rubbing against the Majors legs as he did so. The Major chuckled. "Ja, ja, Schrödinger." He laughed, rubbing the mop of sunshine between the cats ears. Schrödinger released a slick smile and began to purr. The Captain jaw dropped, his mouth forming a perfect o. Was he really seeing this? Had is kitten slipped threw his fingers into hands of the Major? He felt like he was going to be sick.
*Wonderful, more time to myself.
A bit after the meeting had started, Schrödinger stood from his place on the floor. He tipped his body forward, falling into the Majors lap, wrapping either leg around the Majors waist. "Mmmm, pet me Major!" He purred, nuzzling into the Majors neck as he did so. "SCHRÖDINGER!!!" Came the Doktor's outraged reply. "Show some respect! Remove yourself at vonce!" Schrödinger giggled and winked, turning his head to face the Dok. "He doesn't seem to mind..." He purred, playfully batting at the Majors coat. "Vhy von't you let me plllllaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyy?" Dok's face became a deep red as he opened his mouth to release his fury. "Now, now, Dok..." Came the Majors reply, skitching Schrödinger's head as he did so. "You did make him part cat, maybe that ist vhy. Let him have his fun! It's not hurting anyvone!" As the Major finished his sentence, the catboy within his lap turned to see the Captain. "No." He mewed, "It ist not."
Hans packed his items as the others left the meeting room. 3 and a half hours later the meeting was over, 3 and a half hours of having to watch his boy nuzzle his boss. What kind of sick play was this? He placed his manual within his pocket and prepared to head to afternoon meal. "Really?" He heard a voice giggle, "Are you really that stupid?" Hans spun to see Rip Van standing against the far wall. Her body leaned against the sill of the wall, head shaking back and forth with amusement. The Captain tilted his head to the side, unaware of what she was speaking. "Listen..." She began, taking a step forward as she did so, "I may not alvays be nice to Schrödinger, but I love him like a little brother. It ist obvious to see that you love him as vell... Though not so much as a little brother... He told me vat happened, und all I have to say ist that you are being dumb." Hans lifted an eyebrow, Van Winkle laughed. "Really?" She cried, enjoying every moment of his stupidity. "You really have no idea? Let me ask you something, Captain.... Are you happy?" The Captain's eyebrows ruffled and he stood, angrily staring at Rip Van. She gave yet another small giggle, "That ist vat I thought. Tell me, vould you be happier vith your life now... having Schrödinger believe you hate him..." She tilted her head to the side, "Or having to face vatever consequences you get vrom ze Major, but knowing that ze boy ist avare of your love?"
The Captains face softened. How could he have been so stupid?! Of course! He was only thinking of physical pleasure. The ability to view his kitten, having completely forgotten of what really mattered, inner love. Now he was like a child staring into a toy store, it was more taunting then ever because he could not have what he wanted. Would it not be better for him to be allowed to play with his toy for awhile but then have it taken away? And that way the toy would at least see that he loved it! Rip Van let out yet another giggle. "Ciao." She said, waving as she walked from the room.
The Captain busily worked within his room, humming Schrödinger's lullaby as he did so. He looked in the mirror, checking his reflection to make sure he looked absolutely wonderful. His coat had been ironed, his body washed, and dabbed with cologne. The stubble had been razored from his face and now all that remained was the smooth creamy skin beneath. He gave a deep sigh as he placed his hat atop his head and headed towards Schrödinger's room. The little kitten wouldn't be sad for long, not too long at all.
He reached the cats room and peered in, trying to be as quiet as possible. He saw his kitten sitting atop his bed, a bear in each hand. The Captain smiled, He still plays with his bears? Wie Suß! The Cats back snapped straight and his ears gave a small wiggle. His torso turned, hatred and sorrow filling his eyes as he did so. "I vas not playing! I vas..." the cat attempted to think of something, failed, and snapped back, "Vat does it matter to you, anyvay?! Vat are you doing here? I don't vant you vithin my room..." Even as he said this, the Captain could here his voice dripping with lies, no matter the tone. He walked over to the side of the bed and placed a loving hand onto the boys shoulder. "Don't touch me!" He spat, jerking himself away. The Captain lowered his eyes to the boy, reaching out his hand as an offering of love. The cat snorted, "Ich bin net schwul!* I said not to touch me!" The Captain gave a deep sigh, depression fluttering into his heart like a flock of birds. "Ze Major told me vat ist going on!" The Captain tilted his head, having thought the truth would put the boy at ease. Schrödinger hatefully glared for a moment, then lowered his gaze and whispered. "He told me of how you do the same things vith me that you do vith Blitz..." The Captain did a double take as he heard this news. WHAT THE FUCK?! His mind screamed, Blitz!? What the hell has that man been telling this boy!? A shudder ran down his back as his mind took a mental picture of just how that would look. He violently jerked Schrödinger from the bed and into his arms. "Let go of me!!" He yelled, squirming to escape the grasp. Hans pulled him close to his torso, placing the boys head upon his chest. "Schrödinger. I vould never hurt you like zat." Schrödinger pulled himself back just enough and spat, hitting the Captain directly on the nose. "Vhy vould ze Major lie to me?" He growled, "Und even if he did, you only vant me for ze sex! Vhy else vould you kick me out right after? Du schei-" The Captain pulled his kitten in close, locking his lips to his for a moment, then he pulled back. "I vanted to protect you... Und I didn't kick you out after ve had sex. Ve hadn't made love that day..." He whispered within his ear. "I vanted to make sure zat you vere vith me... Ze Major..." He thought for a moment, trying to figure out how to place his words, "He vants to take take you avay vrom me.... So vhen he sees us together he gets angry..."
*I'm not gay!
The Captain felt Schrödinger cease his squirming beneath him. "Kaptain... Ist das wirklich wahr?"* He whispered, voice cracking ever so slightly. The Captain gave a strict nod and loosened his grip around the warrant officer. He swayed his body gently, cradling the boy within his arms. The ears flatten against the blond mop of hair as the body went limp. The Captain gave a small chuckle, realizing that this was probably the first time in 2 weeks the boy had slept. He gently lifted the lower half Schrödinger's body to match with his top and placed the boy onto the sheets. He then moved the blankets to cover the small body that lay deep within the mattress. "Schlaf schön, mein Schatz."* He whispered, gently placing his lips against the flat surface of Schrödinger's forehead. He turned to sneak from the room, the ears that were pressed against the mop of hair perked a bit as he did so. "Captain," The hearse voice whispered, "Please don't leave me again..." The Captain stood for a moment, then gave another strict nod and went to lay next to the boy. The boy gave a small cough and moved his body into the crease of the Captain's shape. His body went limp once more, his breath became even and his eyes jutted back and forth beneath their lids.
*Captain... Is that really true?
*Sleep well, my dear.
The Captain watched the boy sleep, thoughts racing through his mind. Oh child, what will I do? Our problems are far from over. In fact, they have just begun. We have just unleashed Hell onto ourselves. There will be a war of the attackers. The powerful versus the strong. The kitten gave a small mew as his dreams progressed, a small smile trinkling onto his flushed face. The Captain smiled, But for now, rest. For now, we have won, even if only for a night, we are together. Together and happy, and if I could choose to be anywhere else on this Earth, in this galaxy, in this existence, I would not leave your side.