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"You've Got What?"Written By: Yanagi Disclaimer:I do not own or hold any rights to [Gundam Wing]. Those rights belong to [Bandai, Sunrise, and the Sotsu Agency]. These fan fictions were written for fun, not profit. However, this story does belong to me. Please don’t snitch it. Rating: R Warnings: none Pairings: none Summary: A cop, a dog, some Gundam Pilots "You've Got What?" The officer paused in hefting his heavy, struggling German Shepherd over the fence when a voice said, “I really wouldn't do that officer.” Officer Samms turned to see a tall young man with a long bang over one green eye. “Son, I wouldn't interfere, if I was you. I'm in hot pursuit.” The young man shrugged. “Your loss. It's just that, if someone went over my fence, they're still in the yard. Simba and Sheba don't like trespassers much. But they do like dog.” He eyed the dog, who was now seriously struggling to be put down. The dog happily back on terra firma, the officer turned to address the speaker. “Name.” Officer Samms decided to do it by the book. If the home owner didn't want them on the property, they'd better have a good excuse or interference in pursuit was a viable charge. “Trowa Barton. Come with me. It's a lot easier to get into the back yard through the house. I'll let you in to collect your perp.” He turned and walked away, glancing over his shoulder as he walked. Officer Samms decided to follow him rather than argue. He gave his information to dispatch. Mr. Barton held the door open for the officer then pointed. “Heero will hold your dog, if you like.” “I'll take him with me.” Samms wasn't about to leave Romel, his dog was his best friend and backup after all. The next person who spoke had vivid violet eyes and a mocking smirk. “Ok, dude, if you want your dog turned into kitty chow, help yourself.” The fact that he was dressed in Preventers day uniform made an impression. “Oh? And why is that?” He waited while his dispatcher spoke in his ear, telling him that their perp had not exited the property and that it was surrounded. He should proceed with extreme caution. She also told him that there was at least one Preventer living in the house. “Ok. Who's a Preventer?” He winced slightly as the long-haired, violet eyed one held up a hand. The one named Heero also held up his hand. “I see. Well, can I count on you for backup or are you some sort of bean counter?” He got a shrug and a wave of a hand that he took to
mean 'carry on'. “Fine. I'll leave Romel here, if that's alright.
Since you say it “Don't worry about it.” Again that odd smirk. “Shinigami is on the job.” “What ever. Let's go collect that guy before he jumps the fence or something.” Barton just chuckled then said, “I doubt he'll
get out of that tree in the middle of the yard. The cats have got
him treed ... or they've Samms sighed, “I don't think a couple of cats will bother this guy. So ... lets go. OK?”Heero just rolled astonishingly blue eyes and said he'd stay with Romel. Samms knew the young man was snickering at him but couldn't figure out why. He told Romel to 'Stay!' and turned away. Barton opened the sliding glass doors, turned on the back yard lights and pointed. “There's your perp. Wait until I call the cats before you go for him.” Samms expected a 'Here, Kitty, Kitty.' what he got was a shrill whistle. The two heads that appeared over the short wall at the center of the garden made him gulp. There was a sunken garden surrounding the tree and the two great cats had been lounging there, hidden by the 20 inch drop. The lions eased to their feet and looked from Barton to the tree and back. They seemed reluctant to leave their watch. Barton walked out and patted them, murmuring in their ears. Samms sighed, then just said, “Ok, thanks for keeping your ... pets from eating my dog, but ... you do know that you need permits and papers for them. And I'm a bit doubtful..” He trailed off as a pile of papers was waved in his face. “Never mind.” He took a breath then said a bit wearily. “Can I have my perp now? Please?” Barton looked up in the tree then said, “Come down.” A voice floated down from somewhere in the tree, “No, not a chance in hell. Not until those man eaters are gone.” a pale face poked out of the leaves. “And that long haired guy is a sadist.” A rather mad cackle from beside him made Samms jump. “And I learned from the best.” Samms just rubbed his suddenly aching head and demanded, “Will you get him down from there so I can arrest him properly? And, no, I'm not climbing a damn tree. You're all years younger than me. You do it. Please? And what the hell is your name anyway?” “Oh, sorry. Duo Maxwell.” He continued in mock bitterness, “And I'm always the poor shlub who has to climb trees and shit.” Barton shrugged. “Well, would you rather handle the cats?” “Hell no. They lick me. Yuck.” So Maxwell climbed the tree and dragged the perp out. Samms dragged the boy to his feet and started dragging him to the sliding doors while he complained, “Damn it. Why the hell is it always me? Lions...that's bad. Then not one, not two but three Gundam Pilots? Life is just so not fair.” Samms controlled his flinch with grim determination and got his perp into the car. He called Romel who ran happily to his place in the passenger seat. He looked back to see the three young men laughing their asses off while one lion licked Maxwells hand. The whole thing was the joke of the division and allowed
Samms bragging rights for years. ~ * ~ |
