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Dearly Departed
Chapter 2
Heero awoke slowly the next morning. Still groggy, he
blinked and yawned several time, struggling towards awareness.
‘Man, what a strange dream…’ He yawned agains and
stretched. He closed his eyes.
‘But, that panther thing sure was cute! If I could only
meet a girl or boy like that… even the fur was kinda attractive, actually.’ He
put his hand down on the bed and hit something, soft, fuzzy, and thin. His eyes
shot open.
‘What the-?!’ He picked up what he had touched.
‘A… tail? Iie! It can’t be!’ He unconsciously stroked the
fur of the tail.
“Prrrr.” Heero’s eyes widened as he spotted a very content
Duo curled up right next to him.
‘It…was…real?’ Heero nearly flew out of bed. Duo opened his
eyes slowly and sat up. He made a cat-like stretch and yawned widely, showing
off his fangs. Heero shakily reached out and placed his hand on the cat’s head,
fingering the ears. Duo looked up at him timidly.
‘Yeah, definitely real.’
“Myew?” Duo put a paw on Heero’s lap and stared at him. He
breathed sharply.
“You sure are a cute one, aren’t you?” Heero murmured. Duo
smiled at him brightly and his tail wagged behind him.
“Can you understand me?” Duo nodded and his ears twitched.
Heero smirked. He tugged at the silk garment the cat boy was wearing.
“Well, I suppose the first thing we should do is get you
some clothes, you are part human, after all. I have to go to work today
anyway.” Duo looked at him sadly. Heero smiled and patted him on the head.
“Don’t worry, it’s just for a few hours. Can you stand?”
Duo nodded and hopped out of bed, his tail trailing behind him as he followed
Heero to the kitchen.
Heero took out three raw steaks, some hamburger meat and a
rack of ribs.
“This is all I have to feed you with for now,” he
explained. He took out two bowls. He put a steak and half of the meat in one
bowl and the ribs and rest of the hamburger in another. He put one of the bowls
in the refrigerator.
“You can have this bowl for breakfast, the one in the
refrigerator is your lunch, I’ll buy you some dinner after work. Do you know
how to open the door?” Duo shook his head as he sat on the floor.
“You put your hand, er, paw, on this handle here, grip it,
and pull.” Duo mrowed in understanding. Duo smiled all the way as Heero gave
him a tour of his apartment and waved as he left for work.
Heero sat at his desk, not thinking of work at all.
‘I wonder if Duo is ok. I’m not sure what would happen if I
didn’t feed him three times a day. I wonder if I gave him enough food… what
should I buy him for dinner tonight…’ A hand waved in front of his face.
“You ok?” Trowa Barton, Heero’s best friend and the one who
had referred the pet shop to him, asked.
‘I’ll have to get him a gift basket or something.’
“Hai, I guess.”
“You look a lot better than yesterday.”
“Yeah, actually, I haven’t thought about the funeral since
I left the pet shop yesterday.” Trowa grinned.
“So, what did you get?”
“A kitten.”
“A kitten, eh? I always figured you as a dog person. So,
what does it look like?”
“He has black fur with lots of chestnut. A gorgeous, rare
shade of violet for eye color and is small for his species. HE has the cutest
meow and is intelligent for a cat.” Trowa smiled widely.
“Aa. That’s what Quatre was like when I bought him.” Heero
rolled his eyes.
“I can’t believe you named your dog after your boyfriend!”
Trowa shrugged.
“Their personalities are so much alike; one could say they
were the same.” Heero glanced at him.
“That’s an odd thing for you to say.” Trowa just shrugged
again.
“Can I come over to see him?” Heero shook his head.
“He’s a very rare species, I’m not supposed to let anyone
see him.” Trowa nodded.
“Yeah, that’s how it was with Quatre, that’s why I don’t
bring the dog outside.”
“I have to buy him pet stuff after work. Any suggestions?’
Trowa thought for a moment.
“A plush.” Heero raised an eyebrow.
“A plush?” Trowa nodded.
“Lots of pet owners get plush’s for their pets. I got a
camel for Q-chan.” Heero smirked.
‘Hm. I bet Duo-chan would like a stuffed animal. It would
help him not to be so lonely when I go off to work.’
“Arigato,” Heero thanked Trowa for his advice.
“Tadaima!” Heero called as he opened and closed his
apartment door. He blinked as he saw Duo sitting in a crouch near the door,
obviously waiting for him. As soon as he saw Heero, he smiled brightly and
pounced. Heero cried out as he was thrown to the ground and Duo wrapped himself
around him. Heero’s face turned bright red. Duo was, after all, barely covered.
“D-Duo!” Duo looked up at him, innocently. After a few
minutes, Heero was finally able to dislodge his pet. He picked up the bags he
had brought.
“I bought you something.” Duo’s ears perked up, he pawed at
the bag and gnawed on the rope handles. Heero laughed and knelt down next to
him.
“There is food in
there, though I doubt the bag itself is very nutritious.” Heero took the bags
to the kitchen. He put the bag on the table and Duo leaned onto the wooden
structure, his tail swishing back and forth in anticipation. Heero smiled.
‘He looks like a five year old on Christmas morning, cute!’
Heero took out the large packs of steaks, chicken, and lamb chops and put them
in the freezer.
“I’ve ordered some fried chicken for you. Can you eat
potatoes?” The kitten nodded eagerly. That was when Heero saw the empty laundry
basket.
“What the- that was full this morning.” Heero walked into
his bedroom and gasped. There were his clothes, neatly folded and clean on his
bed. He touched one pile lightly. They were softer and fluffier than normal. He
looked down, shocked, at Duo who had followed him.
“Did you do this?” Duo nodded and pointed to the TV, which
Heero had forgotten to turn off that morning.
“You saw them do it on TV?” Duo nodded enthusiastically
again. Heero knelt down and scratched Duo’s head.
“Prrrr,” Duo rubbed his head against Heero’s leg. Heero
smirked.
“Thank you.” Duo smiled his brightest smile at Heero.
“Myew.”
‘Intelligent indeed. He did the laundry better than I do!’
“Do you know how to read?” Duo ‘mrow’ed in the affirmative.
Heero gazed at him in surprise.
“You do? Who taught you? The pet store owner?” Duo shook
his head.
“Your last owner?” Duo looked devastatingly sad at the
comment. He nodded for a third time, his face downcast.
“Duo, what happened to your last owner?” Duo butted his
head into Heero’s chest and pointed to him.
‘Me?’ Heero thought, ‘what could I have to do with his last
owner?’ The, it dawned on him.
“You mean my parents? He died like them?” Duo nodded, since
it was the only way he could think of communicating.
“Duo… how do you know that about my parents?” Duo pointed
to Heero’s eyes then to his own teary ones.
“You could see in my eyes that I was sad?” Duo flung
himself into Heero’s arms. Heero stroked his hair, ignoring the wetness on his
shirt from Duo’s tears.
“So, you’re sad, too? At least I’ve got friends to comfort
me. You’re all alone…” Duo shook his head, looking up and poked Heero in the
stomach.
“Me? I’m your friend?” Duo gripped Heero’s tanktop. Heero
took that as a yes and smiled.
“Will you be alright?” He asked. Duo flashed him the V
sign. Heero laughed.
“Did you see that on TV as well?” Duo grinned.
“C’mon, Du-chan, the fried chicken should be here any
second.”
The two of them ate in a comfortable silence. Duo cleaned
every single last shred of meat off of the chicken bones and gnawed on them
making Heero laugh. When they were done, they cleared the table. Heero quickly
learned that, though he could stand upright like a human, Duo was pretty shaky
on two legs; he needed more practice and was more comfortable on all fours.
Because of this, he licked the dishes clean instead of washing them at the
sink. Heero raised an eyebrow at him.
“Aren’t you full?” Duo gave him a look that said: are you
kidding? You can never have too much
food! Heero smirked. After they finished the dishes, they went to the living
room. Heero handed Duo, who was sitting on the couch, the other bag he had
gotten. The bag contained a gift and Duo’s clothes. Duo poked at them in
confusion.
“They’re clothing. You wear them, like mine. I’ll show you
how tomorrow.” Then, Duo got to the gift. He pulled out a plush bat, about the
size of a towel dispenser, with shiny blue beads for eyes and made with velvet.
“It’s for you,” Heero smiled. Duo hugged the stuffed
creature to his chest. The next thing Heero knew, Duo was licking his cheek.
Heero turned bright red.
‘He’s kissing me! Must not think hentai thoughts! He’s a
cat, an animal for crying out loud!’
Despite his thoughts, Heero unconsciously wrapped his arm around his ktten. Duo
chirped in happiness. That night, the two of them once again retired to the
same bed, Duo still hugging his plush and curled up against his owner.
End of Chapter 2
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