Hye~ Mozuchii here is new to this fandom! Since, I'm slow when it comes to anime stuffs. Anyway, I apologize if there's OOC or anything. PS, Kuroko and Akashi here is nekomimi, meaning they're like half-cats and half-humans but they're considered pets nevertheless. So, they wear clothes too. Okay?

PPS, since they're like nekomimis and all, their heights are slightly smaller than usual. . . And yes, even Murasaki. Let's just imagine them having the body of eight-year old children with cat ears. Heh heh. But they're not children! I mean, cats only lived for seven or eight years long! Duh! Uh. . . I guess.

And without any further babblings, enjoy!

That Cat, Mischief

Part I

Hello there, my Master called me Kuroko Tetsuya. I am a nekomimi, and am still in a very young age for cats. I have blue hair and eyes; that kind of blue you would always gaze overhead – I think people regarded it as a sky? – But that's not really important right now.

Anyway, this story isn't supposed to be about me.

Since Master, Kagami-kun, always seemed to be furious about blank expression; he was always trying his best to cheer me up. . . Although, Master did say my blue eyes would sparkle upon seeing vanilla milkshake, instead of the usual catfood that seemed to be disgusting for me to eat. And that wasn't all; last month, Master came home from school with another nekomimi trailing from behind. Akashi Seijuurou; he was slightly taller than me, and he was a person of winter – icy cold with a dark mien – complete with his short, bright red hair and multi-coloured eyes.

Those eyes. . . The orbs of crimson and gold that dwelled perfectly with a demanding smile contorted on his lips. . . Those eyes, that smile, that demeanor was enough to make me cower in fear back then.

Of course, at first he was a bit cruel towards me. Akashi would steal – Oh, to be honest, the red-head didn't really stole my food. Just command me to give it to him, or worst. . . F-force me to eat th-that yucky t-tuna. . .

I always hated it when he did that, but when I tried to scratch him, he would always threatened me with words that would make me admit defeat. Akashi-kun is so cruel.

Though. . .

Eventually, I started to open up with him. You see, Master wasn't always home. Sometimes, Kagami-kun would come home by night time, so it was just Akashi and I. Therefore, we would spend time – or rather I tried – together for most. We would take afternoon naps, strolling at the park, and meet up with other nekomimi such as Aomine-kun, a somewhat lazy but cool person. . . Er, nekomimi, who has dark blue tufts for hair and eyes of darker shades than mine. The cat ears that appeared on his head were black, and they twitched a lot when he's annoyed towards another cat-like human, namely Kise Ryouta. He was energetic, and there were times when he could get petulant. Still, he's good looking, bearing the features that consisted of sunshine-like locks and eyes rippled gold. And then, there's Murasakibara-kun. We catagorized him in the childish team too, although he wasn't whiny like Kise. Otherwise, the purplette was a mixture of Aomine and Kise – lazy and childish – and Oh! He likes to eat a lot, and are very protective about his treats. Nonetheless, each and every masters of us loved us dearly; Aomine has Momoi Satsuki, Kise has Kasamatsu and Murasakibara-kun belongs to Himuro Tatsuya. He was totally spoiled by that guy. Though, don't we all?

Anyway, what I'm trying to say is that how possessive Akashi could be as time flew. Whenever I would talk to Aomine-kun, or how the annoying Kise would startled me with his painful hugs, or Murasakibara would gave little of his treats to me; there would be moments when Akashi would take actions. Well, not in an angry way where normally us, nekomimis, would hiss and threaten to scratch. . . No. . . Akashi was different. Instead of doing any of that futile attempts, he'd done it in a rather easy way instead. I guess humans called it a natural personality – his demeanor, I mean. The way he would glare at Kise or Aomine, and gave them this creepy smile. Truthfully, it was awfully scary for me too.

But there were times when I totally appreciated him for doing that.

You see, across the street lived a stray breed whom we called Haizaki. He was mean and ruthless, every mimis were afraid of him, including me. Foremost, he would bully Kise a lot since Kise was a replacement towards him. Still, there were times when he would confront me too. . . And there was this one time when Akashi had saved me.

#1

It was a great day, with the lemon-yellow sunshine hung above the vast of emptiness like a locket, and the breeze was warm for today. As usual, I took a short walk, heading towards the town to get free treats from each kind people. As I steadily strolled, feet hitting against concrete, my white cat ears perked against the sound of heavy footsteps trailing from behind.

Is it Akashi. . .? I thought his footsteps were lighter than these –, my thought was disrupted when a husky voice roughly spoke my name. I reeled backwards as my head whipped to meet the fury Haizaki.

"Ah. . .", I was speechless. He was taller than me, so it was easy to tower over me, blocking my chance of escape. Haizaki's predatory grey eyes pierced towards mine like knives, and I felt like shrinking just by the glower. Silently whimpering, my feet and tail, which had its fur rose until it became a long, fluffy appendage, were frozen in place, and I was hopeless to do anything. My eyes shut immediately, grimacing, and waiting for any sort of attacks –

. . . When a hand suddenly shoved me to the back, and seconds after, I was gawking towards a certain red-head's back. Neither I realized, my hands crawled to the hems of his shirt and clung to him, Akashi. That moment, all I could think was how nice he was; and all grudges I had previously dissipated. I sworn that time I could feel my cheeks flushed a shade of crimson, if not for the heat that crept towards the skin.

In a protective way, Akashi blocked me with his arms. I couldn't see them, but I knew and I felt the way the heterochromia pools hardened with a gaze of malice, stronger than the grey-haired breed. With a snarl, he pulled my wrist and wrapped an arm around my waist, tightening his grip as though claiming me as a prize – "Tetsuya is mine, I won't let you touch him." – was what he told Haizaki. B-but, what did he meant by that? I belonged to Kagami-kun!

"Tch."

That was all I heard, before the heavy footsteps descended from my ears. Suddenly, I heard the overly familiar voice I knew too well; "Tetsuya, you can open your eyes now."

Oh, when did I ever closed them in the first place?

Slowly, I opened my orbs, revealing the colours of sapphire. I saw the red-head smiled at me; not that usual creepy smile, but the smile that adorned his face was comforting. . . Wh-why am I feeling so hot suddenly?!

"Uh. . . Th-thanks, Akashi-kun. . .", said I, in a very low voice that it was almost inaudible to the other's ears.

Again, he smiled. "Seijuurou."

"Hm?"

"I prefer you to call me Seijuurou," it was an order, nevertheless. However, this time, I'm eager to follow.

"Okay, Seijuurou-kun."

And I swore, our bonds had gotten closer from that day.

#2

"No. . . I don't want."

"Tetsuya, it's bad for your health if you only fill up your stomach with that drink," the red-head sighed for like the hundredth times.

Still, I shook my head and refused to part my lips to even shove that piece of junk into my mouth. That. . . That thing was much more horrible than to starve to death!

Black ears drooped, not because of sadness, but merely Akashi was unsatisfied. Behind, long, black appendage twirled and curled in a furious speed, indicating of his bad mood. On his face, a scowl dawned the soft features, complete with a firm glower. It made me stiffened, but I kept with my stubborness, holding the tiniest hope of escaping.

"Tetsuya. . .", my name drawled from his tongue, causing me to shiver, "Eat."

With my hands, I reeled away from the malicious person. "N-no. . ." Akashi huffed, his eyes closed with brows twisted in a manner that screamed anger. Suddenly, he lifted his chin high, the hetero pools gleamed. He picked up the food, and spat sternly; "Guess I don't have a choice. . ."

Frightened, I shut my eyes closed and squirmed, my ears twitched. That was when I felt two hands grasped my wrists tightly, pinning my back against cold linoleum, and then. . . And then. . .

Something soft touched my lips.

Never in my life had I been that surprised. Akashi was kissing me! How I knew that? Well, by the time our lips locked, blue eyes cracked open widely. Then, I felt his tongue probing against my lips, asking for entrance. To scared to disobey, I complied to his request. By the time I parted my lips, he shoved the food down to my throat. Via French kiss.

Akashi-kun is truly evil!

For a moment, I gagged by the horrible taste. But his tongue kept on pushing he food into me, I had no choice but to swallow them. My face twisted into a grimace. In order to keep me relax, Akashi coaxed my tongue with his own. Seconds later, I found myself relaxed and felt the kiss was somehow comforting and good. Therefore, I tried leaning onto him, deepening our touch on the lips. I think I could see his ears perked in delight, the previous tongue-lashing forgotten; and our tails tangled like bundle of ropes. Our tongues twirled, dancing in soundless songs. Akashi smiled towards the kiss, humming as he did so. When the need of air became unbearable, we parted – just to continue our bittersweet session – Again. I was drowning into the taste of Akashi; he tasted like. . . Well, he tasted like Akashi. It was hard to describe it, the only thing I knew though, it was sweet. Sweet like the moments we're currently sharing. Between sucking and lips locking, I moaned throughout the way without a care. With that, he continued to drone, enjoying how the tongues did the job by themselves. His hands traveled beneath the garments I wore, fingers lightly touching my stomach, chest and neck – creating butterflies that started to pool inside my belly. Soon, I followed him, doing the similar action.

Minutes after, we parted for real, our chests rose and flattened as we gathered our breathes.

"My, Tetsuya tasted like vanilla." – he smirked, receiving a deep blush from me – "Must be the milkshake you always drink, hn?"

"Mmm. . .", was all I managed to respond, cat ears dropped from exhaustion. To add my unpleased expression, I pouted.

And he just ignored me!

After that, he let me go. My fingers ghosted over my own lips, no longer did I received anything for now. But the scent and the taste still lingered in my thoughts, enough to just make me blush like a tomato, once again.

#3

Four months.

It had been four months since Akashi started living with us. Slowly, our relationship started to go smoothly. Despite his king-like mien, the red-head was really nice, if not for his demands towards me finishing my own food. Though, there were times when Akashi get really annoying. Especially since we sleep together. I don't mind the cuddles. He provided me warmth, and I liked that. But what irritated me foremost, was when he bit my cat ears.

. . . Yes, those pair of white, furry tufts that appeared on top of the cherubic head.

Whenever he thought I was asleep, or truthfully I was; he would drag his tongue to meet my twitching ear, licking one of the pair, or used his canines to lightly nibbling on it. Honestly, it doesn't hurt. But it tickled. I could never sleep properly if it was like that.

And oh, it's currently night too! Guess I'll just have to show you how it works. . .

. . .

Ever since Akashi came to my life, Master thought it was good for us to share rooms. So apparently, I'm stuck with Akashi every day and night.

I always abhor night time.

By then, I was already asleep. After ten minutes flat of scratching the quilt and sheets, plus the tosses and turns, my mind instantly shut down and I was starting to dream about vanilla milkshakes. . .–

My ears piqued when the bed dipped, the soft case creaked a slight noise, and a pair of strong arms wrapped themselves around my waist. Feeling the inviting warmth once more, I scooted my body closer to the familiar nekomimi, purring as I did so. That reaction of mine must hit something against him – soon – Akashi snarled in a low, barely soundful growl. Without warning, he latched his teeth on one of my white appendage. Then, he started his usual work.

This time, I wasn't frustrated. It was a feeling akin to fear. The ticklish sensation afflicted upon me – currently – it didn't felt as execrable as I always thought! Still, it's a queer feeling. In spite of Akashi's heat, I felt myself going cold.

"Nnghh. . . Nyahh. . .", I whimpered. Seriously, I was trying to speak, but none came out.

I. . . I d-don't know. B-but. . . ah. . I felt. . . . felt so weird!

However, it's not that bad either!

The cold I felt previously dissipated. Rather, it was replaced by an uncomfortable heat that pooled inside my body. Just so suddenly, I felt the need to. . . to release something. Even though, the other nekomimi was still nibbling on my precious ears!

"Unnn. . . Sei-k. . kun. . ?"

It stopped. The nibbling, I mean.

In an instant, I looked up just to see his face – red and gold softened, clashing against my cerulean's – he purred silently, but as he did so, the heat increased.

"Ahh. . ."

"Tetsuya?"

"Sei-kun. . It's t-too hot," I complained unwillingly. Without noticing, I slid both of my arms around his neck, bringing him closer to my face. Soon enough, our lips ghosted for each other. I was inviting him for a kiss, but he didn't comply. Instead, he asked with a smug smirk; "Tetsuya, are you in a heat?"

H-heat? What's that? Is it some sort of a disease?

Rather than responding, I shrugged.

For a moment, I thought he would be mad if I didn't answer his questions. But he only kept the pompous smile that somewhat irked me. But because the heat was frustrating, I can only do nothing.

Calmly, he leaned against me, his lips latched on one ear, once more. "Well, you're lucky that I simply know what to do." – a pause – "So, follow only my lead, okay?"

I nodded, my mind fogged with endless concerns and confusions.

Later, I found my wrists pinned on top of my head, my skin pressed against the soft mattress. It started with a chaste kiss; just a press on the lips, before Akashi started devouring me. He let the pink muscle entered my mouth, and it began to explore every part of my cavities. I tried to follow him, my tongue itself meet the sharp canines located in the front line of perfect teeth. Droning, my body relaxed upon contact. However, the kiss did not obscure my condition after all.

It just kept on getting worst!

Without a care of my surroundings, I did not pay any heed to the fingers that pulled my shorts, nor do the touches he gave me as Akashi's hands traveled south. When one hand reached my. . . Ehem. . . cock. . . Accidentally, my mouth released a startled gasp, followed by a chuckle from the other neko-human breed.

"Nnngh, Sei-kun. . .", I grumbled through a weak voice. My body felt so tired, yet I want more. So, instead of waiting for Akashi to do the work, I pulled him for another open-mouthed kiss.

Whilst our bodies and minds in euphoria, both of us failed to notice the thump-thump-thump sounds from outside. Nor do we pay any heed to the countless knocks from Master. But as the door bulged open, and Master stepped right in front of the doorstep, did we scampered away from our previous positions – and a shaky yelp came from my lips as I dove into the comfort of the duvet.

Much to our despair, Kagami-kun roared angrily, "Idiots! If you're in mating session, don't do it on bed!" – What does mating session meant?!

Right after, he left; leaving me with utter confusion, and for Akashi, a downright pissed expression obviously dawned his face. He was not pleased with the sudden disruption.

"Grrrr – I shall punish him tomorrow. . .", I heard him mumbled in dissatisfaction, as he dove into the quilt beside my spot.

Attempting to soothing his anger, I cuddled closer to him, purring, "There's no need, Sei-kun. Let's just sleep for now."

To be honest, the sudden hotness had subsided and dissapear at the moment Master entered the room. Hmm. . . I wonder why? Is it because of the panic feeling?

Ignoring the thoughts, I wrapped my arms around the red-head's neck, and huddled closer. I began to hum a song that I always listen when Master turned on his radio, or MTV channel. Slowly, he began to drift into a deep slumber whilst I lull a song unbeknownst to my knowledge.

Minutes later, the two room filled with silence with an exception of our breathings. Though, barely audible, I heard Akashi muttered through his breathe – "Sorry."

A smile I couldn't help reached my lips. Shaking my head, I hugged him tighter and chuckled for the rarest moment.

"You're so troublesome, Sei-kun."

Though, to admit – we both are just similar in that term.

#4

Sometimes, before Master left for school; he would turn on the TV for us to watch. Except that, Akashi-kun didn't really watch TV – so I did.

The box-like object marveled me for a lot of reasons. Firstly, they would show these really amazing pictures that can move and has sounds – that was where I sought music so that I can sing for Akashi-kun. And then, there are these moving pictures where Master, or precisely, all humans called it movies. Most of the times, Master would watch really violent and gory stuffs. I truly despised that, and often will I scurried off to the bedroom and hid under the sheets out of fear.

But what was truly fantastic, was the movies where two people showed affections towards each other. There were a lot of tales regarding to that; Some were sad – I think their love is forbidden or something; Some were funny – how at first, they would start with a not-so-good relationships, just like Akashi-kun and I; Some were. . . Sort of matured, but i watched them nonetheless.

In those movies, kissing scenes were normal. Often did I see, a scene after confession; their foreheads met and their lips touched into those blissful kiss. At times, I wondered if I could do that to Akashi-kun too.

But we're not entirely humans. . . That's the problem. B-but it is surely okay to try, right?

So, one day, I truly did.

The skies were grey, and currently releasing their own droplets of water. The pour came down like bullets, and they felt uneasy when it came upon skin. We, cats, felt slimy and slippery, and ugh – I just truly hate water!

And so do Akashi.

Unfortunately, during the sudden weather, we were outside. Therefore, when the rain had began, we rushed to return home.

Problem was, our home located in the next city. We had traveled to far, much to our despair.

So, run we did. Until we reached to a place where it had the metallic thing called roof. As we halted from the asphalt, we curled beside the window-shops. Out of a sudden, I remembered a scene from the TV – where a girl and a boy was running around in the middle of the rain and they laughed happily – though in our terms, we were scared.

Still, I smiled towards the thought. Being sharp-eyed, the red-head questioned my delighted expression.

"Did something happened that makes you so happy, Tetsuya?"

I shook my head. "Nothing much."

"Seriously, those movies are influencing you, Tetsuya."

With hands clasped onto my mouth, I released a laugh. "Does Sei-kun wants to join me next time?"

"I rather not."

The rain began to get harsher by any minute. Soon, the weather became a blizzard of water. In spite of staying beneath protection, the bits of rain still pierced our skin. Without realization, my head leaned towards his shoulder, my cat ears grazed his neck and I could feel his body tensed upon the furry impact. I purred for affection, the tail behind me wagging and twirling in anticipation.

"Sei-kun. . .?"

"Hmm?"

"Is it when humans show affection to each other, they said I Love You to the ones they love, right?", I blinked throughout the eager question.

The red-haired breed scrunched his eyebrows, wondering for a second. "I suppose. . ."

Smiling, I leaned closer for a peck and whispered in his ear; "Sei-kun, I love you."

When I looked at him – for the first time – the red-head marred a beet red blush on his face. Red and gold hues avoided my blue gaze, and above, his eyebrows twitched. Akashi pursed his lips, before muttering; "You're such a troublesome one, Tetsuya." He whipped his face, multi-coloured orbs clashed in admiration and affection with my sparkling azure. One finger lifted my chin, I cocked my head in confusion, before –

He swiftly pulled me into a kiss. It was just a lean onto the lips, yet it felt so dreamy. One second, two seconds, and three – he released the finger that held my head high, a smug grin adorned his face.

"Shouldn't Sei-kun said I love you to me, too?", I asked in a daze.

Instead of a response, he clutched my tail – resulting a scream from my throat – and pulled me into another peck.

"How about that?"

Without even trying to, a smile tilted on my lips. My arms threshed and met his neck, clinging onto him dearly.

"It's not enough, but it's acceptable. . ."

He pompously smirked. "How about I make up for it at home?"

Ears and tail twitched, and I simpered, "Apology accepted."

To be honest, Akashi-kun, you were more than enough for me. . .

END

Cookie-chan : Eueueueu, sorry for the lack of smut! Err, I have stated in my profile that I'm not ready to write smut, don't I? But still, this is close to rated M. . . Or I just put it teen-rated. . . Bwahh! I don't care!

Kuroko : Mozu-kun, you're just lazy.

Cookie-chan : Ahahahah, yes, yes I am. So, shut up! You should obey the author here!

Akashi : *throwing gazillions of scissors* No, I'm the one who you should obey.

Cookie-chan : Shut up! *dodges like a nin-nin-ninja and throws table professionally like Shizu-chan* (preferences of DRRR here)

Kuroko : *sighs* Just. . . Review, okay? *disappear into thin air just because he has lack of presence so entirely he doesn't disappear*

Kise : If you want my version with Aominecchi, you should review! Oh, and maybe a bunny version of us too, Mozucchi!

Cookie-chan : Yeah, and it's filled with the words 'sniffing' and 'carrots', so no.

Kise : Awww!