Luna
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in this story they belong respectfully to Haruichi Furudate.
Warning: Themes of shounen-ai/yaoi/homosexual relationships and whatever, you know all that good stuff, fluffy and also some mild OOC-ness… and timeskip's… If any of this bothers you then you have the option of not reading.
A/N: I'm kind of playing with something along the lines of Marley and Me but also, I got a notification a week ago about my local animal shelter giving discounts for adopting cats because they are just swamped with them and need to find homes for them to make room for more. I would have loved to go on over and adopt one but I already have two little devil kitties of my own )': I just thought I'd use these feels to write a story and this is what I came up with. Oh! And if you haven't seen it, I recommend watching Kimi to Boku! It's about an aspiring manga artist who finds a kitten and their lives together. Well, there's another thing to add to my list of inspirations (:
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Tsukishima Kei didn't know how to feel when he came home from class to find a tiny black kitten rolling around on its back in the living room. It was a scrawny looking thing, but its dark coat was smooth and shiny and since it was wearing a pink collar around its neck, he guessed it was safe to assume that it wasn't a stray taken in from the streets. Or at least he was hoping it wasn't.
Turning to glare accusingly at the only other person living in the apartment with him, Tsukishima gritted his teeth, irritated. The accused, Kuroo Tetsurou, peeked at him from the hall leading to their kitchen, grinning widely and obviously not feeling any amount of guilt for the decision he made without the blonde's consent. Of course, that only seemed to make Tsukishima's already sour mood go even further south and it took an unnecessary amount of control for him not to march up to his boyfriend and sock him in the gut.
"Last time I checked, we never discussed having a cat, did we?" He growled softly.
"No, we didn't but this kiddo desperately needed a place to call home and being the good people that we are, I knew you wouldn't mind so I brought her home." Kuroo said, finally coming out from his sorry excuse of a hiding place. He then kneeled down to scoop the tiny feline into his hands, lifting her up and presenting her in front of his fuming boyfriend. "Her name is Luna by the way, fitting right? Like Sailor Moon's magical cat!" He added, wiggling his brows.
"Tetsurou..." Tsukishima only ever addressed him by his first name when he was being serious, now being a perfect example. "Did you even bother talking to the landlady about this?" He asked, pinching the bridge of his nose with an exasperated sigh.
"Of course I did." He grinned. "Who exactly do you take me for?"
"An idiot..."
"Well that's not very nice." The older male frowned but he was quick to bounce back when he felt Luna begin to squirm and meow in protest. "Here, you hold her." He said, pushing the kitten into the blonde's chest.
"What? Hey!" Tsukishima protested but once Kuroo began to step back, he panicked, fearful that the kitten would fall. Scrambling, he just barely managed to place his palm under the feline's rear, the other moving around to press it close to his body. Relief washing over him, he looked up at Kuroo again, glaring hard. "Are you insane? I could have dropped her!"
"Yeah, I know but you didn't." He pointed out and that left Tsukishima sputtering. "To make up for bringing her home all of a sudden, I'm preparing dinner so play with her while I cook. It's your favorite!"
"Excuse me?" Tsukishima choked out. "If you honestly think cooking dinner tonight is going to compensate for adopting this cat without my permission, you've got another thing coming." He said; glaring holes into Kuroo's back.
Luna, cradled in her new owner's arms, slowly glanced up at the new face. He was rather angry looking, nothing like the other man who brought her to this new place but from the way he held her close, she could tell he wouldn't do her any harm. Hearing him sigh above her, she felt them begin to move somewhere, the couch it seemed. Once he sat down with a huff, dropped his bag next to his feet and placed her down on his lap, she rolled back and forth on the flesh covered surface, spreading her limbs out wide. She then meowed, thankfully gaining his attention and began to purr when his fingers reached down to scratch at her chin.
"Still should have talked to me about it first." He muttered, still clearly displeased by the new addition to their apartment but it wasn't as strongly displayed now that he was indulging Luna and moving onto scratching behind her ears.
When dinner was finally laid out, Tsukishima could see just how hard Kuroo had been working to prepare it. He could only assume the older male had rushed straight home after adopting the little runt to do this and even though he was still peeved, Kuroo was at least being somewhat considerate of his feelings. If only a little of course.
Towards the corner of the room, Luna scarfed down on her own meal, enjoying it immensely. It was so much tastier than the food she was given at the shelter, not that there was much too really complain about. Food was food, but at the moment, the food she was being served tonight tasted like heaven. She could get used to this she thought.
"So, why did you adopt Luna without telling me?" Tsukishima asked after dinner as they began cleaning the dishes at the kitchen sink.
Scrubbing a bowl with the rougher side of his sponge, Kuroo frowned lightly. "Kenma told me the other day that the shelter was running out of room to house their cats. I wasn't lying when I said Luna desperately needed a home you know." He began to explain. "So I went in, just to check it out and she seemed to take a liking to me so I couldn't resist bringing her home. Also, black cats tend to be unpopular and if she stayed for too long, I was concerned that they would put her down."
Hearing those words, Tsukishima began to feel guilty. He hated how Kuroo knew how to play him like a harp sometimes. Just as he began to sink deep into his thoughts, the sound of the little bell jingling on Luna's collar snapped him out of his semi contemplative state. Feeling a strange pawing at the hem of his pants, Tsukishima found himself looking down at the little kitten, intrigued by its interest in him. When he looked back at Kuroo again, he was slightly put off by the pout the older male wore and rolled his eyes at the way his bottom lip began to tremble.
"You do know I'm not going to clean up after her, right?" Tsukishima commented, taking the bowl from Kuroo suddenly, he began to rinse it off.
It was official, he'd lost the war.
From those words alone, Kuroo tried very hard not to grin triumphantly. He knew the blond would say yes in the end—he always did. "Yeah, I know that. I've resigned myself to accepting that fate."
"I will not clean her litter box either or give her baths." He added, making a grab for their eating utensils next. "That will be all your responsibility."
"Yes, yes your highness." Kuroo replied happily and when the couple finished cleaning the last of the dishes, leaving them on the rack to dry; he surprised the blond when he caught him by the wrist and pulled him into a hug. "Thank you." He said, kissing his cheek.
Tsukishima grumbled at the other's sudden display of affection but he didn't reject it. Instead, he sighed, his long arms reaching around to hug the older male back. "You're welcome." He replied but no sooner did he say that, he gave Kuroo's ear a good pinch. "However, the next time you pull a stunt like this without telling me, I'll make sure you regret it."
"Ahh! I hope you mean in terms of volleyball, right? Because killing me would be considered illegal, Tsukki." He winced.
"No, there are no future plans to kill you because if I did, there'd be no one to take care of Luna." The blond said, pointing down at the feline next to their feet.
As the couple continued to bicker, taking their conversation to the bedroom, Luna trailed after them, squeezing herself through the gap of the door before it was closed behind her. While Tsukishima began pulling out his school books, Kuroo grabbed a towel that was hanging off the back of a nearby chair—all the while still taking about this and that. They were an interesting pair, she thought, taking one last moment to glance at them pressing their lips together before she ran off to explore the new room.
A/N: Chapter 1 is completed (: If no one comes around to bother me about hanging out, I can probably get the second chapter out in the next few days. No promises though, although I can verify that each chapter will be short if not a little more than this. It's not going to be a very long story, just something for me to play with.