Umehito Nekozawa's New Kittens
They were so wonderful, with their adorable quirks, sly grins, and oh-so tantilizing adoration. Most importantly, however, they were obediant. If he said left, they went left; jump and they would jump; come and they would be there at his sides, so long as he kept them satisfied with promises of games and prizes. He had stolen them fair and square. He wasn't quite sure how long it would last, but he would take all the time he could get. With the brilliance the three of them were able to produce, nothing was impossible.
On his left, the ploting devil. Hitachiin Hikaru always came up with some of the most interesting plans he had ever heard of. Hearing them in that persuading whisper was only a secret bonus. On his right, the convincing demon. Hitachiin Kaoru would explain things more in detail in his own light and unforgivably sweet tone of voice. There was just no denying the two when they asked nicely.
He had trouble denying them at all, but when they really wanted approval, they would let him know. They would speak to him in hushed voices, with half-lidded eyes, with anything that would please their master of darkness. The tricks the two played to get whatever they wanted whenever they wanted it was something he was utterly proud and quite fond of.
It must have been a very special day when he entered the Black Magic Club. They were almost instantly attatched to either of his arms and sitting him in a large, plush chair of crushed red velvet. One laced his arms around his shoulders while the other sat on his knees next to the chair and delicately laid his head in his lap. He was a bit startled by the sudden attack, but quickly relaxed and looked at them both in turn. Carefully, just so gently, his ear was whispered into. Hot breath trickled down his neck as the words were whimpered. The head in his lap was perfectly echoing the other voice needingly.
The combination attack was too much and he gave in without even hearing what the request or question was. A quick two or three "Yes's" and he could just feel the malicious grins. His ear was nipped in thanks and his stomach was kissed in appreciation and the two released him and hurried off cheerfully. He stayed for a few moments, regaining his compsure, before standing and following after them. He might as well see what they were up to if anything.
Once he entered the Cauldron Room, he was taken aback. In his cauldron, filled now with soft lavender bubbles and bubbling-warm water, were Hitachiin Hikaru and Kaoru. A short flashback made him sink to his knees in humiliation. The question... The whole reason they asked so nicely... They wanted to use the cauldron as a hot tub. Umehito Nekozawa had a way to go before he could completely train his new kittens. He only hoped they wouldn't train him first.