Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own Gundam Wings or Harry Potter. That would be Sunrise inc and JK Rowling.
AN: Wow. (Stares at screen with teary eyes)
Two chapters and 24 reviews. I feel loved:D
Some of your questions will be answered in this chapter, and more will be explained as the story continues.
I'm not sure if I will pair Harry with anyone yet. There is one pairing I'm quite partial to so if I do pair him with anyone... well... all I'll say is that it will be slash.
Pairing so far: 1x2
Chapter 3 - Raimei
Strange cat
Duo opened his eyes and glared bleary eyed at the offending sunlight that streamed in through the double windows. He rolled over and tried to escape the bright light by burrowing down under the blankets.
It wasn't working.
With a sigh Duo hesitantly re-emerged from the blessed darkness of the blankets and, feeling the still warm sheets beside him, he smiled as he remembered the previous night with Heero. He was happy that Heero was back, safe and sound. After almost three years of loving the oblivious fool it was a great feeling knowing he loved Duo just as much as Duo loved him.
But despite the fact that both he and Heero were home and that they had been given some days off from the Preventers, they didn't have to go back to work until next Wednesday; Duo felt as if something was out of place. Something was wrong, or he had forgotten something. But what was it? Duos brow furrowed as he thought about what it was that he could have forgotten. His mission had been a success. He had adopted Raimei at the animal shelter and they had gone home. Heero had come home. They'd had dinner and then they had gone to bed. Duo smiled dreamily as he again thought about the previous night with Heero. He frowned and shook his head, trying to clear it because damn it all! He was getting sidetracked again. But who could blame him really?
Frowning again he tried to figure out what he had forgotten to do. He knew he had forgotten something last night. Something he was supposed to do. Something with Heero and he was supposed to have done it the night before. His eyes widened when he remembered, he hadn't told Heero about Raimei.
He launched himself from the bed and collided with the bedroom door before wrenching it open. Hoping that Heero hadn't killed the poor cat, Duo sprinted out of the bedroom in search for the black kitten and his sometime triggerhappy boyfriend. Eh, scratch that, Heero was always triggerhappy, and especially in the morning before he had had his coffee. It was a miracle he hadn't shot Relena yet.
Frantically Duo crashed into the living room and, thankfully not seeing a mutilated carcass of the small cat, although if Heero had killed the cat he would most probably have cleaned away the mess already, Duo thought absentmindedly. Shaking his head he hurried towards the kitchen from where he could smell coffee and knew Heero would be there.
Coming to a stop in the doorway he stared at the sight that greeted him. Heero sat by the table, calmly sipping at a cup of coffee and opposite him, on the other side of the table, sat Raimei. A slightly pissed of looking Raimei.
They where eyeing each other. Heero wore his usual emotionless mask, sitting relaxed in his chair and sipping his coffee, though Duo could see a trace of some kind of emotion he couldn't place just yet. Raimei on the other hand sat stiffly at the edge of the table; it almost looked like the small cat was glaring at the stoic teen. The tip of his tail, which looked a bit ruffled, thumped repeatedly against the table in an annoyed fashion.
Duo took a few more steps into the kitchen, drawing the attention of both the Japanese ex-pilot and the black cat to him. He suddenly found himself pinned by two very similar pair of eyes. One, the Prussian blue of the man he loved, and the other the intense emerald green of the dark kitten. He distractedly wondered about how a cat could have the same intensity in its eyes as an ex gundam pilot, ex teenage terrorist had.
"So…" Heero began evenly. "I take it this is the surprise you told me about yesterday?" He briefly glanced over at the miffed cat. Duo grinned sheepishly and scratched the back of his head a bit.
"Yeah" he said as he walked over and kissed his love softly in greeting. "I kinda forgot telling you about him after you got home. I named him Raimei, I found him at an animal shelter in London…" his voice trailed of as he looked over at the black cat. Raimei was positively glaring at them both now, emerald eyes flashing with emotion. "Why's he looking so pissed though?" Duo asked, looking down at Heero. He had a suspicion that Heero somehow had something to do with Raimei's bad mood.
Heero actually looked slightly guilty at Duo's question and to Duo's surprise he mumbled something Duo didn't quite heard. Something had definitely happened earlier since Heero never mumbled.
He watched in silent amusement as Raimei hissed at Heero, his tail picking up speed, thumping furiously against the table. He raised one eyebrow in a silent question at Heero. Heero glowered at him for a moment before relenting.
"I accidentally stepped on his tail when I got out from the bathroom this morning. I didn't notice him sitting on the floor." Heero sighed as Duo started laughing; he just knew Duo would never let him live this down.
---- Flashback. ----
Heero turned of the shower and stepped out into the steamy black and white bathroom. Quickly drying himself of he dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans and a light blue shirt. He caught himself just before he hid the gun in the back of his pants.
After he and Duo had gotten together Duo had established some ground rules. One was that Heero had to sleep at least five hours a night no matter what he was working on at the moment. Otherwise Heero could and would stay up and work all night only to go directly to the PHQ in the morning and then repeat it all the next night. It would be too easy for him to slip back into his 'Perfect Soldier' routine that J had trained him too.
Another rule set by Duo, and the one he just remembered, was that Heero wasn't supposed to wear his gun if he had a day of and there weren't a valid reason for it. This rule was perhaps the hardest for Heero to follow, but he knew that Duo only wanted to help him get past all that 'Perfect Soldier' crap; so he tried.
He opened the door, still thinking about Duo and how Duo always tried to help him, and stepped out. With a sigh he placed the gun in a drawer in the hallway before he walked towards the kitchen. When he passed the door to his and Duos bedroom he let his eyes linger on the door still thinking about all the things Duo put up with concerning Heero, he sometimes couldn't understand how Duo could be so patient and understanding.
That was why he didn't notice the black shape that padded across the floor just in front of him. Not until the next step he took that is.
He registered the soft fur and the distinct shape of a slender tail under his right foot right about the same time as he heard a furious growling kind of sound and then stinging pain in the ankle of said foot.
With a muffled curse, mindful of Duo who was still asleep, he leapt back, staring down on the floor. A black kitten stared back up at him, its emerald eyes flashing. It hissed at him, turned around sharply and marched inside the kitchen where it settled on the counter, nursing its abused tail.
Heero remained in the hallway for a moment. Trying to wrap his mind around what had just happened.
There was a cat in his and Duos apartment. Why was there a cat in their apartment? And said cat had bitten him in his ankle. Well, that one was perhaps not really that strange, considering he had stepped on its tail, but the problem still remained. There was a cat in their apartment.
It was then he remembered Duo mentioning a surprise yesterday. In a very un-Heero like manner he groaned in exasperation. No one was there to see his little laps in character after all so it didn't matter. Tiredly he rubbed his forehead.
Duo had gotten a cat.
---- End Flashback. ----
Duo was laughing so hard he had to grab hold of the end of the table to hold himself up. Heero frowned at him and Raimei hissed, both not amused by Duo's reaction.
He knew he shouldn't laugh like this since it obviously only served to make Raimei even more upset, and Duo was sure Heero didn't appreciate it either. Slowly Duo managed to get his laughter under control. His violet eyes glittered in amusement but he forcefully kept himself from commenting. Knowing it would be a lot more fun to use this to jibe at Heero when he least expected it. All in good fun of course.
Heero glanced at Duo warily; a bit apprehensive since the expected comment didn't come.
Raimei silently fumed for a moment before he burst out in a series of agitated mewls, growls and hisses. Duo and Heero both stared surprised at the small cat. If they didn't know better both would think they where being yelled at by the dark kitten. But that couldn't be right. Could it?
After a good five minutes of incensed mewls and the likes and apparently satisfied, Raimei finished of his rant with a thunderous scowl. Considering him being a cat and that he shouldn't be able to scowl at all, it was quite impressive.
Raimei turned around on the table, leapt of and stalked out of the kitchen in the direction of the living room.
Duo and Heero looked at each other, both confused.
"That cat is definitely not normal." Duo murmured to himself, staring at the spot where Raimei had just sat a moment ago. Heero arched an eyebrow in a silent question. With a shrug Duo settled by the table and proceeded to tell Heero about how he had come to adopt the strange dark kitten.
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He sat by the window, staring out over a strange city that he had never been to before. His tail, his poor poor tail, was swishing wildly from said to side, indicating his foul mood.
If he choose to be rational about what had happened this morning he would acknowledge the fact that it wasn't Heero's fault; he had been in the way and should have moved. But his feline instincts where getting the better of him at the moment. And since he was feeling highly insulted on his poor abused tails behalf, he settled to fuming silently in righteous anger for a moment.
With an audible sigh his form slumped, ears lowering in a miserable manner he stared out over the city with dull green eyes.
This was such a mess. How was he supposed to get out of this one?
At the animal shelter he had tried over and over again to sneak out, to escape the small house. Every time he had been caught and put back into that blasted cage. Then Duo had come. He had felt the magic in Duo right away and he had hoped to be able to somehow communicate with him, try to get Duo to help him. That was the only reason he had agreed and not been aggressive when Duo had adopted him. Harry thought that maybe Duo could help him. Duo was the first "magical" person he had come across since he escaped from Tom "Moldypants" Riddle and his merry band of corpse munchers.
Sadly Duo wasn't aware of the wizarding world or his own innate abilities. And Harry didn't have any means to communicate with him easily. How was he supposed to know that Duo didn't have a connection with his magic? It hadn't taken him long to figure out that Duo had a basic ability to use magic but not the connection needed. Heero was the same. Both had an innate ability but since the connection between earth and them hadn't formed then they where little more than squibs.
When Duo and he had left the Shelter he had been ecstatic. Finally he was able to escape that place, he would be able to find someone to help him change back. And then he had been stuffed inside a travelling box for eight damn hours. And here he was, in the United States of Bloody America! When Duo had asked if he wanted to come with him home Harry hadn't thought it involved crossing a bloody ocean to get there!
He was so screwed. This was bad! Bad, bad, bad, BAD!
Not only was he stuck in this blasted form, he was about thirty-five hundred miles from the people who possibly could help him! He had no idea of where to go or where the American Wizarding Society usually congregated, like in Diagonally in London. The only way to get help seemed to be through Duo and Heero. Harry wasn't particularly eager to try and convince the two that he wasn't a cat but in fact another human being. And how exactly was he supposed to accomplish that? Using pantomime?
With a frustrated growl (he choose to think of it as a growl anyway; it sounded more like cute hum than anything else) he jumped back down on the floor again. He jumped up in a plush chair and curled up on the seat. A good sulk right about now sounded good to him.
The only good thing about his situation was that he was too far away from Tommy-boy to be able to receive any kind of visions from the snake bastard. Joy. Now all that was left was those blasted nightmares.
He sighed again.
This really was a huge mess.
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