I know this one of the most cliché story plots around but you have to agree Kiba as a cat is very amusing only because he's a dog person and hates cats! This is a KibaOC story so if you hate the pairing just leave. I don't own the Naruto characters I only own my OC.

Introduction

"A cat?" Her wide eyes blinked a few times staring down at a chocolate brown coloured kitten sitting before her with a rather disgruntled look on his or her face. She couldn't look away; the look was an amusing one. She checked every direction before moving down to pick up the cat, who made a swat at her.

"Hey, that's not very nice!" She mumbled retracting her hand from his outdrawn nails. Once again, she made a grab, this time by the scruff rendering it almost immobile before gently resting it in her arms, smoothly running her hands behind its ears, earning a content purr.

The brunette girl didn't speak again enjoying the softness of the kittens fur against her finger tips, she hadn't been expecting to find a kitten on her way home from school but was she glad she did, this kitten would make a wonderful addition to her lonely apartment.

Earlier that day

The sky outside was blue, no cloud had dared disturb the serene image, the leaves once green from the summers beginning had now begun to shrivel and become bright reds, the end of summer and the beginning of autumn. The students inside weren't too keen on what was happening outside, no, they were more preoccupied on getting out and home to relax – some would do their work; others would plant themselves in front of their tv and computers, while others would stay after classes for clubs. There was nothing out of place, a completely normal school day.

Kiba trampled down the hallways moving through the clutter of freshman who huddled in groups, fear was evident, they were in a new place, new faces, and they were fresh meat. He let out a scoff opening his locker door and shoving his book bag inside, a heavy burden that wrecked his posture and made his muscles ache. A group of grade nine's stared at the tall male, they had yet been touched by the effects of puberty, their voices cracked and their bodies still resembled that of children.

"Can I help you?" He broke the silence of the group who scurried away from the angry looking teen. But, who could blame him he couldn't bring his beloved Akamaru to school, it was against the rules – but he was regarded as a rule break. Nonetheless his mother had made sure to keep him in school and the massive dog at home, garnering a very discontent and angry Kiba.

"Bro, you don't have to permanently traumatize them. Not yet at least," Naruto snickered slapping a hand on his back.

Naruto was the school's most well known senior; probably second in comparison to Sasuke, whatever the case he was known because of his pranks and rebellious antics. In all fairness, he had slowly quieted down and began to get to work hoping to get a scholarship to any college. He had hired the help of one of the school's best tutors, Hinata. A shame that she was much help when he was around her but they bother gained something from the other, Naruto grew some smart and Hinata was learning to conquer her bashful nature.

"You don't have them whispering nonsense about you." Kiba slammed his locker door closed and leaned against it with his arms crossed.

"Come on! Everyone's always talking nonsense about me!"

The Inuzuka rolled his eyes in a disregard fashion, kicking off the wall and strolling down the hall toward first period with Naruto following along with his wide grin.

"Say, you're Hinata's friend, right?"

"Stupid question, you know I am."

"Yes, right! What does she like in terms of gifts?" What an odd question to pose, his feral eyes widened with a questionable look before narrowing.

"Why?"

"Well you see, she's been helping me so much and I just wanted to thank her" with every word he spoke his cheeks darkened.

"Okay?" He knew better then what his friend was letting on but didn't press it because one, it wasn't his business no matter how curious he was, two, he really didn't want to speaking about a girl who he closely regarded as a sister in that sort of light. "Well, if I remember correctly she loves the basic girl stuff, has a sweet spot for cinnamon rolls."

Kiba shrugged his shoulders scratching the back of his neck in an awkward manner, he honestly never thought about asking what Hinata liked he simply just chose something and gave it to her, he knew even if she didn't like it she would accept the gift with gratitude because she wasn't someone who would decline it.

"Thanks, I think that helps?" Naruto snickered uncomfortably entering the classroom, walking down the isle and into his seat near the back. Kiba took the one to his right.

The two didn't say much after that, the classroom filled with the regular students, no one seemed in much of a hurry because their teacher was the one who was always late.

There wasn't much Kiba complained about in his life, he had been raised by his mother and sister, both outstanding women, but one thing he resented the most was his father. His blood boiled every time he thought about the man who abandoned his family, he hated the fact that he looked like him, hated the possibility that one day he could become like him. He closed his eyes, turning his head to the scenery outside, he was certain of one thing and he would try very hard to make sure it never happened and that was to become like his father.

So the time came, the bell rang and the students piled out of the school talking to one another. It was nice to feel the warmth of the afternoon sun caress his face; he was surrounded by his friends. He could hear Shikamaru complain that Ino was forcing him to walk her home but he knew well enough that even though he was deeming it troublesome he enjoyed the blonde's company. Naruto had already made a beeline to the library where Hinata would be waiting for their study session with a white pastry box in hand. It was a usual day in his opinion until he noticed something out of place, a man he recognized from his early childhood, leaning against a red corvette.

"Hey son, long time."

Kiba's blood ran cold, staring at the man as a frown crossed his features. "Son? You don't have the right to call me your son."

"What are you talking about? I'm your father."

"My father? I don't have one!" His voice rose causing those around to stop, Shikamaru eyed the seen as Ino stood at his side in confusion.

"Don't do this here, Kiba." The man's voice lowered, glaring at his younger counterpart. "Let's get in the car and talk about this somewhere else."

"Like hell I am" he gave a sickening chuckle weaving around him and onto the sidewalk. He didn't want to deal with this now, not yet, he wasn't ready.

"Don't walk away from me."

"I have every right to, you did the same thing."

That comment didn't bode well with the older man, he grabbed Kiba by the shoulder and that was his ultimate mistake. Kiba cringed at the feel of his hand grip onto his beige school cardigan he could feel the tense muscles of his hand against his shoulder. The brunette spun around with his fist up, connecting it with his father's jaw, a sickening crack was heard.

"Don't you ever come near me or mom or Hana again!"

Kiba didn't look back at the man who was on the floor holding his jaw. No, he didn't ever want to see him again so he ran, ran away from the scene and from his past, never forgive the man who left his family. He remembered nothing after that. When he came too he was staring up at a girl he recognized from his school, Rei Miharu. He had no idea why she called him a cat or why she was so big or why she was so damn strong or why the hell it felt so good when she rubbed his ears. All he knew something wasn't right when she didn't seem to know who he was and why she was taking him to her home.

"You're quite the funny kitty." She teased letting him down when they reached, what he assumed, her home.

'Stop calling me a cat!' But all that he heard escape his mouth was "Meow". 'The hell?'

"Finally, you speak!" Her smile broadened shuffling through the cupboard for a small bowl and filling it with water. "Here, you must be thirsty."

Rei sat down at the kitchen table watching as the kitten looked down at the bowl, horrified.

'How am I a cat?! HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?!' The fur on his back rose letting out a screech of terror throughout the apartment. This had to be a dream, a nightmare! There was no possible way for someone to be turned into a cat, science had never advanced to that point and he would know if he had been a test dummy.

"Hey, hey! What's wrong?"

Kiba found himself once more on her lap being stroked in a soothing manner, why was he finding her touch so pleasurable?

"We need a name for you…" she finally mumbled bringing him up to her eye level. From where he was he could see her face clearly, he admitted she was pretty with the long, dark eyelashes that accentuated her brown eyes. "Any suggestions?"

She knew he wouldn't be able to really give her any ideas but it would be nice if he could. In truth he reminded her a lot of someone from school but she couldn't put her finger on it.

Kiba scampered out of her hands and onto the table, how was he going to tell her his name? He pranced around the table and across to the bowl of water, taking another look and finally a drink. His name was Kiba; the true meaning of his name was 'fang' so how was he to get it across? Cat's had fangs.

Rei watched in silence seeing his every actions before he settled in front of her letting out a yawn, however he didn't close his mouth, his tail swished back and forth behind him and she stared on.

"Something in your mouth?" She tilted her head to the side, bringing out her finger and that's when he bit her – not hard but enough to get her attention.

"You have some sharp teeth there, kitten." He meowed getting up from his seated position, tail swishing faster. "Sharp? Is that what you want your name to be?"

He bit her once more, "Ow, stop that!"

"Teeth?" Again, he sank his one fang down on her. "You have some nasty fangs on you."

He meowed once more, pressing his head into her hand. "Fang?"

He didn't respond, expressionless – was she stupid?

"Kiba?"

'That's it!' He pressed his hand closer finally settling down and looking up at her with his sharp eyes.

"Odd, you want to be named after one of my classmates" she didn't read much into it, instead she smiled brightly down at him petting him affectionately. It was a bonus for her because she had found the young Inuzuka to her liking – attracted to him if you'd like but that was a secret for her owns self and no one else.

"Kiba it is then."

I do hope you enjoyed the first chapter, please leave your comments on what you think I should improve on, please refrain from harsh comments or criticisms.