Poor Harper

Title: Poor Harper

Author: Squrlie Jack (Me)

Authour e-mail: ItsSadYouSuck(At yahoo dot com)

Archive: Please do, just let me know, thanks!

Category: Andromeda

Genre: Romance/ Humor/ Drama/ Angst

Ratting: PG-13 for now ratting will go up later.

Warning: Slash m/m, hent f/m, femdom, AU, OoC

Main Paring: Tyr/ Harper

Other Parings: one sided Trance/ Harper

Summary: Trance is acting weirder then normal, and wont levee Harper alone, but Harper's not receptive to her at all. Luckily for him Tyr's around. Main paring TyrHarper one sided TranceHarper

Chapter: Chapter 02

Disclaimer: I own none of the character, blah, blah, blah, pleas don't sew me!

Poor Harper

A/N: This has not been betaed, sorry. Pleases read and review thank you! Also this story takes place when Tyr was still around and Trance was still purple. This was originally only going to be a two part-er but is going to end up being three.

And special thanks to the one person who reviewed, thank you Anna may!

- Chapter 02 -

Tyr watched slightly shocked as Harper ran by a towel hanging loosely around his hips, before scurrying up a later into a duct. Moments latter Trance came out with blood dripping down her chin and not just her own, Harpers as well the Nietzschean noted with disgust and anger, she looked extremely angry. "Where did he go?" She demanded to know her tail twitching behind her agitatedly.

"What did you do to him?" Tyr asked growling at her.

"Nothing!" She practically shrieked glaring back, Tyr just gave her a look that clearly said 'yeah right.' The purple skinned alien was about to retort when a beep sounded indicating that the Andromeda was there. They glared at each other one last time before stalking off to prepare for docking.

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"Where's Harper?" Beka asked as she noticed that her spikie haired mechanic was missing,

"Hiding." Tyr answered as he walked passed the blonde haired women, ignoring her questioning look.

"Hiding why would Harper be hiding?" The caption of the Maru asked Trance only to be ignored. "What is with you I understand Tyr ignoring me, but what's wrong with you?" Beka asked agitatedly, Trance just flipped her tail and headed for her quarters. "Fine maybe Harper will tell me something." The human said to herself before stalking off into the Maru to fin the mud foot.

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"So how was your trip Tyr?" Dylan asked cheerier then normal. The Nietzschean merely growled before stalking away from the caption. The brunet ignored the reaction he got from the dark skinned man seeing how it was normal.

"Well hello Trance how was the trip?" He asked again, as the purple skinned women headed his way, only to recive the same reaction he had gotten from the Neitzchean. "Not good then." Dylan said to himself before continuing towards the docking bay. "I wonder where Harper is?" He wondered aloud.

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"Harper! Harper come out and stop hiding." Beka yelled as she walked through her ship in search of said human. She was becoming quite aggravated after having spent the last ten minutes searching for him, knowing the mud-foot as well as she did it could take hours.

"Beka, why are you yelling?" Dylan asked approaching the space raised human.

"Because Harper is hiding." She stated exasperatedly.

"Why?" Dylan asked slightly confused, not that it was uncommon for the blonde to hide.

"How the hell am I supposed to know." Beka said glaring at him.

Harper sighed as Dylan and Beka began to argue, there was no way he was coming out now.

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Harper awoke to the pleasant aroma of food, trying to move his head he found there was a crick in it, most likely from falling a sleep in a tunnel. He worked his neck, getting the crick out he began to make his way out of the tunnel his stomach letting out a low rumble.

Tyr smirked as the human came out of the tunnel and stopped dead in his tracks. The Neitzchean held up a plate of food in offering which Harper hesitantly took. Harper sat on the bed and began scarfing down the food, Tyr simply watched only slightly disgusted. "So what brings you here?" Harper asked adjusting his towel slightly.

"I got sick of Beka and the good caption fighting so I came to bring you out of hiding." Tyr answered only giving half his reason, he had just admitted the other to himself there was no way he was telling the blonde yet.

"Oh…" Harper trailed off slightly disappointed with the answer. "Thanks." He said holding up the now empty plat in indication. Tyr only nodded his head staring at the human before him. "What!" Harper said slightly aggravated at being under such an intense stare.

"What did she do?" Tyr asked truly curious.

"Who?" The blonde mechanic asked cocking his head to the side.

"Trance." The Neitzchean growled out agitatedly.

"Oh." Harper said blushing hotly. "She kissed me."

"And you ran." Tyr asked in surprise.

"Well…" Harper trailed off mumbling.

"What was that?" Tyr asked unable to hear the blonde, even with his superior hearing.

"Isaidshedidn'task,Idon'tlikewomenandshewouldn'tletmebreath." The blonde said all in one breath.

"All right repeat that, make breaks, and take a breath." Tyr said abnormal patient with the small man, though honestly it had been happening a lot lately.

"Fine." Harper said still blushing with a pout on his lips. "She didn't ask… I don't like women… And she wouldn't let me breath." He said slowly.

"Interesting." Tyr said as he took in this new information he thought circling around 'I don't like women' "Then why do you flirt with them?" The dark skinned man asked raising an eye brow in question.

"Who?" Harper asked confused.

"Women." Tyr stated slightly agitated.

"Duno, just do more out of habit, and its always good to be considered cute and harmless by the enemy." Harper answered the last part more to himself then the older man. Tyr was impressed that the small human would use such a Neitzchean sort of tactic to stay alive, not that any self respecting Neitchean would be considered cute and harmless, but the same principals. Tyr was about to say something when he sniffed the air, and then the door slammed open.

"Ah there you are." The purple skinned women said as she walked in stalking towards the human who squeaked and backed up.

"Uh, hi Tranc, you alright?" Harper asked as he backed up on the bed into the wall looking very much like a cornered mouse right before the cat pounces.

"Oh all be alright soon enough." She said leering as she crawled towards him on the bed her violet tail twitching. She was about to touch him when her tail was yanked and there was a hand on the back of her neck, and then she was thrown to the other end of the room. Trance's head hit the wall but she wasn't knocked unconscious she just couldn't find enough will to move at the moment.

Harper stared at the Neitchean in pure shock and amazement as he pulled the violet alien away from him. Tyr shock his head as the human did little more then stare at him, before picking up the blonde mechanic bridal style. Harper was to stunned to have protested even if he wanted to, as he was carried from the ship.

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Harper was placed on Tyr's bed none to gently but ignored it as he looked around. It was a rather large room, with a large spacious bed covered in very soft black blankets, pillows and sheets. A crossed the room from the bed was a coffee table with a game of chess, half played surrounding a large black leather couch and chair, the walls were done in a dark blue, and the floors were a soft plush black. There were two doors other then the door they had entered through, which consisted of a bathroom and closet both of which were closed.

"Why did you bring me to your room?" Harper asked petting the silky soft blankets beneath him.

"So she can't get to you." Tyr pointed out.

"Uh… oh" Harper said surprised.

"Move over." Tyr said nudging him over lightly, before stripping off his chain mail shirt and toeing off his boots, he laid down on the bed next to the small human. "Go to sleep." Tyr commanded turning off the lights, and closed his eyes. Harper sighed, and curling up in a ball he attempted to do as the Neitchean had told him.

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