Pairing: MisakixUsagi
Summary: AU. Misaki is a stray cat who has been taking care of himself his entire life. But one day he falls for a lonely man, and he wishes he could stand on his own two feet and propose the question of love. But can he survive the human world?
Authors Note: This is for fun, excuse my poor grammar and horrible sentences :D. This is a Christmas for my friend, so I hope you like it! I don't have a beta or anything plus I don't have the time to proofread, so I'm really sorry! If you want to help me with my grammar I'm forever grateful!
Rating: T for now. Rating will go up.
There was no doubt that there was going to be raining later that day.
The grey clouds had already covered the sun and Misaki hated the rain. Rain makes him wet, and when he is wet his chocolate brown fur would stick to his skin and then he gets cold. And you have no idea how hard it is to find something or someone warm when it's freezing outside.
Well scratch 'someone' off the list, because no one would ever want a dirty, stray cat as a pet.
If he was lucky, he could a find an empty paper box and hide underneath it. He used to sleep in a shoebox outside of a drugstore, but one day his box got soaked wet and he couldn't find a new one. Plus the owner of the drugstore , Takahiro, would always pay attention to him. Sometimes he gave Misaki some of his leftovers and he would scratch his ears perfectly until the green eyed kitten would purr his heart out.
But one day there was no more drugstore guy.
Misaki would wait patiently outside of the drugstore, but no one would ever show up. He waited for days but the drugstore was always empty.
A few days later, some big, dirty dogs showed up and told Misaki to 'get away from here, or I'll bite your head off'. He immediately ran away with his tails in between his legs. He had never been this scared his entire life.
And now all he does I wander the streets, wondering if someone will ever have the heart to take him home.
He spotted a tiny pet store across the street. It was pretty neat on the outside and there was a sign saying 'puppies for sale' on the window. Maybe, if he waited long enough someone would take care of him?
He had almost made it to the pet store, but a red, shiny foreign car blocked his sight. A man with silver hair and lavender eyes stepped out of the car. Most of his hair covered his face, but you could see the dark bags under his eyes. And it looked like it must have been weeks since the last time he shaved. Ignoring the cat (that he almost killed, thankyouverymuch! ) He reached for the cigarettes in his pocket, not bothering with closing the door.
When the man was lost in his own thoughts while smoking, Misaki did something he never thought he would. He jumped inside of the car and hid underneath the seat. It was much warmer than those wet box outside, and the man did not have to know that there was a stray cat in his car, right?
There was a bag in the seat next to him. Maybe if he hid in that one, he could sneak into that mans house. He seemed fairly rich, and he must have a big condo or something.
As soon as he was in the bag, he dozed off.
He woke up when he heard the sound of a door slam open, revealing a angry, soaked wet red haired woman. Her hair was messy and her makeup was literally smudged all over her face. Misaki twitched his ears as he stuck his head of the bag, but as soon as the angry woman noticed the tiny cat, her facial expression changed immediately. She ran over to the bag with a big smile on her. She held Misaki is her cold hands, saying silly things like "You are sooo cute~! And, "I want to take you home~!". The way she held him in her hands, literally bouncing him up and down as she was having a fangirl attack was really uncomfortable.
But it's been so long since he had felt the touch of human hands on his fur that he didn't mind.
She calmed down after a while, and Misaki was lying on her lap, satisfied with the warmth of her hands stroking his soft fur.
The comfortable silence didn't last long when the man from before suddenly grabbed Misaki and ran to the door.
"No pets in my house" He groaned while placing a hand on the doorknob.
"What are you saying? He is yours, isn't he?" She yelled from behind him with a confused look on her face.
But the man did not stop and the older woman had to grab his arm.
"Don't." She said.
He opened his mouth, but the red-haired woman spoke before he could;
"Let's just talk about this."
His name was Akihiko.
For the first time in his life he wanted to say that name out loud.
Even though he never smiled, or stopped smoking those damn cigarettes, Misaki would get this odd feeling inside whenever the man looked at him. It was only short glances, but a simple flash of those lavender eyes would make his tiny heart beat faster.
The two adults talked for what seemed like hours, sometimes they were shouting; sometimes the author would just sit there smoking his cigarettes with a blank look on his face.
And god, the smell of those cigarettes was horrible, and Misaki would make a tiny noise in the back of his throath every time the author grabbed a 'cancer' stick.
So, finally both of them agreed. Akihiko would take care of Misaki until they found a home for the little kitten. Akihiko was clearly not happy with this, and decided to not pay attention to him. Misaki would sometimes fake a purr and lay down next to Akihiko on the couch, but without hesitation the older man would close his laptop and go upstairs leaving the heartbroken kitten all alone.
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