Disclaimer, I own nothing
Genre: PWP
Pairings: 6(1x2x1) 13(3x4x3) 9(rxdxr) misc.
Rating: 18
Warnings: Chibi nekos, lemon, lime, some squick, may be considered Shota. Yaoi, yuri, het
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Of Kitty Cats and Gundam Pilots
Zechs was awoken by the sound of screeching guitars and opened his eyes to stare into a pair of brilliantly blue ones and jumped back across the bed a clear foot because Heero had been almost pressed against his face and had scared him. “Duo,” he shouted pulling on his robe, “turn that racket down.”
Instead of obeying Duo just looked at him from beside the stereo and began to wail along.
As he put the coffee on to boil he pulled down the pack of advil with the surety that he was going to need them today. “Duo,” he shouted again, “it's six thirty in the morning, turn it down.”
He picked up the vibrating phone and held it to his ear. “what?” He asked it, “I can't hear you, hold on, let me leave the apartment.”
Zechs gave Duo a dirty look as he made his way to the glass doors unto the patio and then tried again, “what is it, Treize? It's really early and Duo has considered today heavy metal appreciation day. If this is about me skipping work yesterday you find a short notice babysitter.” There was a brief pause in which he watched Heero lie on his back and bat his plushie in the air with his feet, much like a kitten with a ball of wool. “Is he okay?” There was another pause as Zechs chewed on his lips, “no that won't be a problem? Where's Une?” Then he laughed, “ran off to Barge why am I unsurprised?” He paused again, “no just drop him off on your way to the doctors, I'll take them all to the park, make sure you bring a hat, Duo's funny about sharing.” He nodded as he listened, “I'll tell them, wish Quatre my best?” He was silent a minute longer, “I'm sure even if it is self inflicted that it is no fun having a chess piece stuck up your nose.” There was another pause, “A queen, how did it fit?” He was quiet again as Treize answered him, “okay, I'll get my tribe dressed and fed, banish Metallica back into their dark hole and see you in half an hour.” There was another pause, “only at half six in the morning.” Then he hung up.
Opening the door he looked at the two of them, “guess what, kiddos,” he said, “because Quatre has stuck a chess piece up his nose Trowa is coming to play with us today, so I want the two of you on your best behaviour, okay.” Duo's answering smile was naughty and promised mischief. Heero on the other hand looked positively angelic, catching his plushie and sitting up. “now, lets get the two of you washed, dressed, fed and caffeinated.”
Trowa stood with Treize at the door where he had Quatre in his arms whimpering. He looked at the other two nekos who were dressed in matching dungarees and looked at his own shorts and smock and then at Treize again. Where Duo and Heero were wearing sturdy white sneakers and he was wearing black shoes with a strap across the arch of his foot. Where they were wearing little baseball caps he was wearing a bucket hat. He looked at Treize again, and then at the other two nekos where they were playing with Gundam action figures, and started wailing.
Zechs came out with a tray with two glasses of cold milk on it and then looked at Trowa where he was screaming and Treize was trying to calm him. “What is that neko wearing?” He asked. “No wonder he's screaming.”
“it's what the woman in the shop recommended.” Treize said trying to appease both the neko in his arms and the one at his feet.
“For kindergarten.” Zechs said, “who did you send? Trent?” He put the tray down, “come on, Kiddo,” he said offering his hand to Trowa, “lets get you some play clothes, you look like Heero's will fit you, though I'm not sure about shoes.” Trowa stopped squalling instantly and giving Treize a rather dirty look followed Zechs into the bedroom.
Heero and Duo appraised the intruder into their lair with a matching pair of smirks and Treize's blood ran cold at the sight.
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