DISCLAIMER: I do not own any character from Naruto OR FullMetal Alchemist. If I did,why in the hell would I be on here instead of cranking out manga "special editions" of this stuff?! Also,Kinta Morinojasii and her ways,belongings,and past DO belong to me,and if you use them without permission I WILL fuckin' hunt you down,spam you,report you,and make your life generally HELL,understand?! However,I am generally a very laid-back person and as long as you send me a little message or something to notify(ask) me for use of my characters I am going to say "go ahead". Also,when using my characters, please put some sort of note attached that the charrie is mine,that way people who have befriended me don't assume you're stealing and flame your ass with the black fires of hell,mmm'kay?
What The Hell Do You Mean,"Special Cats"?!
Kinta Morinojasii,a young woman of twenty four,was a remarkable woman. She was known,in particular,for her incredible connection with animals. Thus,she was the woman one went to if one had a particularly unmanageable pet. No matter what kind of pet it was,she could seemingly connect to them on some primal level that brought them under control almost immediately. She didn't LOOK like the most amazing thing to hit the world of pet ownership since the dog and horse whisperers were exposed as frauds- in fact,she looked rather plain. She had long,light brown hair,dull green eyes,a typically peach complexion,and was about 6 feet tall. She dressed in washed-out looking jeans(that had quite a few rips in them) and a baggy t-shirt,also dully colored,and her most interesting feature of clothing -her boots- were mostly hidden beneath the loose-fitting jeans. The only part you could see were the bottom of the laces,held in place by silver studs,and the heavily scarred black leather that was pointed at the toe,strongly attached to the inch-thick soles with half-inch deep treads. One might wonder exactly why someone in the business of mere pet sitting would prefer to wear boots clearly used for fast movement and possibly combat,but whenever the subject was brought up,Kinta only smiled mysteriously and replied,"They're mementos from an old friend that used to be a soldier." Anyone who knew her knew it for a damn lie,but no matter what they tried,they never got the true answer out of her.
Now,Kinta was an easygoing person,and she could never say no to an animal in need. So it happened,when a stranger knocked,shoved a box into her hands,and ran,she did not place the box outside,toss it,or otherwise discard it. She looked inside,and what she found nearly killed her then and there. Kittens. And a good number of 'em,too. The hell?! Why would someone abandon these little defenseless creatures?! With a low growl directed towards the man who dumped these little balls of fuzz,she gently set the box on her couch and started to examine the baby cats,one by one. The first was the largest kitten she'd ever seen,with incredibly bright blue fur. It opened it's mouth to let out a mewl,and she also saw the most sharklike teeth she'd ever seen in ANY cat,and she put it on the couch cushion with surprising gentleness. Ignoring it's beady black gaze,she reached in for the next one. This little thing was brindled with brown and maroon,and it's eyes were...almost reversed,with white pupil and black everything else. Raising her eyebrow,she picked up the next after setting the brindle close to the first kitten. The right half of this kitten was striped white,it's left black,and it had bright yellow eyes. She frowned,concerned. These kittens were like nothing she'd ever seen before...the next had odd bright orange fur,with quite a lot of gray markings on it's face,with two triangle under it's mouth and three dots on either side of it's nose,and t's eyes were ringed layers of orange. Continuing to extract them from the box,she became more and more curious. This one here had fur that sparkled bright silver and purple eyes,and seemed to glare angrily as she lifted it out of the box and looked it over.
Next came a kitten with entirely ink-black fur,with eyes of beautiful bright crimson,then one with black fur but a strange orange swirl design over it's face. Following was a sandy-colored kit with bright blue-green eyes and scruff of rough-looking fur sticking up behind it's ears,and lastly a cat with...red fur,one part over it's chest particularly dark colored. She eyed them all,lined up as they were along her couch cushions,each standing straight as possible,almost like they knew they were being evaluated cryptically. After a bit of trying to figure things out,she sighed. "Damn me for a fool,I just can't say no! Especially not with eyes like those staring me down," she muttered,eyeing the red-eyed cat. She rocked back on her heels, then sighed again. "Okay,listen up. Y'all get to live with me until further notice. None of you got tags,so I will name you myself as I- Oh hell! Now what does that ijit want?!" Angrily,she picked up her cell phone,which was the source of the noise that had interrupted her. "Yeah? Wha- HELL NO!! Shit,I'm not takin' care of Greed for that little amount!! Huh? But I-no,no,no,I can't take him for any less than- Damn it,Dante! Grrr...drop him off tomorrow mornin',and you'd BETTER have the cash with ya. What? Envy and Wrath too?! Gah,fine!" Snapping the phone shut,she scowled at it for a second,then slid her gaze back to the cats,still standing at sharp attention like soldiers,now with their ears directed towards her curiously. After a second her gaze softened,and she gave a quiet chuckle. "Y'know,y'all remind me of a group from one of my favorite tv shows...actually...it's almost like you're copies of them in kitten form."
She gently ran the pads of her fingers over the head of the blue one,a half-smile tilting the corner of her mouth. "You're gonna be named after them,as long as you're kitty clones. You,little blue,are Kisame. Complete with shark teeth. And your partner," she ran the index finger of her other hand along the edge of the red-eyed cat's cheekbone,"the infamous Uchiha Itachi,red-eyed and dangerous as hell. As for you," she moved the hand that had been on Kisame to the reverse-eyed kitten, "you're Kakuzu,brown-haired and brindled with stitches all over,and obsessed with anything of value. Your partner is the Jashinist High Priest," she stroked the silver cat's back gently, "Hidan. Blondie,I knew you the second I saw them eyes,Deidara the explosionist. And you,lucky bastard," she ruffled the sticking-up ruff at the back of it's neck while stretching her other hand to the red-furred cat, "get Sasori the puppet master for a partner. You,Tobi," she tapped the forehead of the cat with an orange swirl on it's face, "meanwhile get to be the partner of cannibalistic Zetsu." She rubbed under the chin of the half-white half-black cat as she said "Zetsu",and she stared at the last cat with stern eyes. "And you,little Orange,can stop giving me the glare of death. I know you well,Pein,leader of the Akatsuki. All those piercing marks in your fur are unmistakable,even if I didn't recognize your eyes." The cat still glared,and Kinta glared right back. Hearing a knock,she frowned,eyes leaving the cat and looking at the door questioningly. "The hell? Nobody visits me this late on my day off..."
She got to her feet and opened the door,only to find nobody there. Raising an eyebrow,she looked from side to side,and though she didn't see anyone,she did see the note that had been pinned to her door with a knife. How fuckin' original,she grumbled mentally,the coward. Well,it's a decent knife,she observed as she wrenched it out of the door,I think I'll keep it.She read over the note,eyes moving quickly from line to line,before her lip curled up to bare her teeth in an almost animalistic sneer,her overly large and sharp canine teeth apparent from the way her lips drew back over them. "They're yours now,you know the drill,keep 'em and love 'em like ya always do,but be careful- they're special cats. What the fuck does the bitch mean,"special cats"?!" Meanwhile,unknown to her,all nine cats -each of them abnormally intelligent- had been listening to every word.
Silva:(bows) Well,I'm takin' a shot at this. I got a pretty good idea of what I'm gonna do with it,but I'm checkin ta see if anyone else is interested. Also,I'm still lookin' fer a good beta. I plan on continuing this,once I decide exactly HOW people from animes have been transported to our world and forced into kitten's bodies...and I am up for suggestions on that,by the way. Oh,damn! I gave somthin' from the next part away!! If yer clever 'nough to figger out what it is,I'll find a way to have ya make an appearance in the story! Oh,and all this down 'ere? It's the best was I can figger to type how my accent sounds,so no,all the apostrophes an' words with misplaced letters are NOT mistakes,they're intentional. 'Kay?