His kitten slave
Chapter I
Ikuto walked up to the grocery store.
He walked in with his same old bored look in his eyes.
This was the store that was closest to his house, so he always went there when there was something he needed. And because of that the people in the store knew him.
They never spoke to him, but he was a regular.
Ikuto walked up to the cold shelves with milk and took out one pack.
It felt cold on his fingers, but he didn't notice it.
Utau was on a tour at the moment, it had been two months since Ikuto and Utau had met.
Ikuto thought for himself that Utau must miss him.
He walked up to the cookie shelf and picked out a pack of chocolate chip cookies, he wanted to send them to her to make her happy.
When he walked up to the employ in the cash register she was shocked.
She had seen Ikuto many times but never seen him buy any sweets; the closest to sweets she had ever seen him buy was cream.
Since it was rude to stare at the customers like she currently did she just looked down and started doing her job.
The silence was awkward.
- How are you today?, she said, trying to be nice.
After she had said those words the silence came back.
She got a bit upset, because he was just ignoring her.
Ikuto just paid and walked out of the store.
Ikuto headed out the door, and started walking towards his house again, which was just a couple of hundred meters away. But then suddenly he heard a couch.
He usually wouldn't care, but he turned around to see what it was.
No one was behind him or in front of him... So where could it have come from?
Then he looked into a backstreet. In the darkness he spotted a bit of hair.
He felt rude if he walked right to the person in the darkness.
But still.. He did it.
He took one slow step into the backstreet.
The creature in the darkness moved, and so did Ikuto.
Ikuto knew this might be pointless so he was about to turn around and back into the street, when he felt something touching his leg slowly.
He looked down and saw a girl; she was leaning carefully to his leg.
A little smile was sneaking into Ikuto's face.
- Have you ran away from home?, Ikuto said to the girl leaning to his leg.
She shook her head still leaning to his leg.
- Then why are you on the street?
He looked down at her.
- I.. Im.. homeless…
She looked down shamefully.
Ikuto wasn't used to this feeling, he felt sorry for her, but even thought he did he wanted to take advantage of it.. He just couldn't help it, it was a part of his personality.
- Do you want to live in my house?
The girl looked up at him, she looked shocked.