Author: Merula
Pairings: 1x2
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Yaoi, Sap
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing is not mine.
A drabble. Inspired by... well... some recent events. *grin*
Drabble 38
When Heero stalked in the door, I sank a little bit more under the covers. Hospital linens do not make a good shield, especially not against former gundam pilots bent on mayhem, but I was going to try.
It was too late to pretend to be asleep, so I gave him a little wave over the top of the blankets and braced myself. "Hey."
He dropped into the chair beside the bed and yanked the covers back down past my chin. "Duo-"
"I know, I know-" I interrupted. "But it was an accident-"
"Is that what you're calling it? It seemed more like attempted murder to me."
"Morty didn't mean it- he was just excited-"
"He's not supposed to be outside," Heero reminded me. "Not unless he's on a leash. Don't you remember what happened to Mrs. Hill's dog?"
"Hey, that dog started it! And besides- he's fine now- the limp isn't even noticeable!"
Heero rubbed the bridge of his nose and sighed. "Duo, we have to admit it- that cat of yours is too much for us. I mean, I know you like the breed, but they are part wild after all and-"
"Morty is young. He's like a little kid- he'll be calmer when he's older!"
"Even if that's true- and I doubt it- are we even going to survive his teenage years?"
"Heero-"
"No. Duo- look around you! You are in the emergency ward! Injured because of that demon you call a cat!"
"It wasn't his fault! He followed me out to the shed. He was lonely! It's not his fault that I didn't see him- and really, we should have gotten rid of that pitchfork years ago!"
"How many stitches?"
Oh, I knew this tactic. "Only six- I've gotten injured worse playing basketball with you and the guys." I shifted a little and leaned forward. "No big deal."
"You aren't going to be sitting comfortably for a week."
"Well, that's no different than the time you decided to try that one weird position-"
"Duo, quit trying to sidetrack this conversation."
I glared at him. "Quit trying to convince me to give up the cat."
"Are you willing to compromise?"
I frowned at him. "Compromise how?"
"If Muerte-"
"Morty."
"Duo, the cat was named Death for a reason."
"Morty."
"Fine. If Morty causes one more accident- to anything- you, me, Mrs. Hill's dog, the sofa- whatever, then he has to go back to the shelter."
"How is this a compromise?"
"I'm not sending him back now?"
"I'll accept it on one condition."
"Really? What's that?"
"We get him a friend. He's bored, he needs companionship-"
"You want another of those things?"
"Hey, the book said they need friends!"
"Like what? A tiger?"
"Be serious! Look, we get him a friend- maybe a female-"
Heero put his head down on the edge of the bed and groaned. "We get him a female and we'll have kittens-"
"We can't! He's fixed, the lady at the shelter said so!"
"She also said he was a mellow and well behaved cat. How do we know she didn't lie about the being fixed part too?"
"She didn't lie! She said he'd be a mellow and well behaved cat in the right environment!"
A sigh. "You aren't going to give on this, are you?"
"No," I said, and threaded my fingers through his hair. "Please Heero? Give him another chance? I don't want to send him back to that place-"
He looked up at me and sighed. "All right. All right. Morty can stay. We'll get him a friend. But if you end up in here because of him again- he'll have to go to someplace that can deal with him."
"It wasn't really his fault."
"I know. But-"
When Heero looked like that it was time to give in."Okay, okay. Deal."
"Really?"
"Sure. I do understand, Heero. I just don't want to send him back to the shelter."
"We wouldn't have to do that."
"Really?" I gave him a suspicious look. "Where would you send him?"
Heero smiled. "Trowa. He was saying the other day how much he missed his lions..."
OWARI
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