Hello everyone. MTkurbs here. This is my first fan fiction that I have ever done so please feel free to R&R and critique my writing. Hope you enjoy!

Prologue:

A cat...

I'm stuck in this big, messed up situation because of a cat.

Stupid cat shouldn't have been out in the rain in the first place. I swear that sometimes I'm too nice for my own good! Harumph is what I say to myself whenever that happens. If you want to know what sticky situation I got myself into, then, by all means go ahead and read on. Just a warning though, the further you read, the more complicated the situation gets. At least for me it does. Oh, another warning is that the story that is about to be told doesn't rocket off right away, so it might take a while to actually get into the situation. So just a heads up. Oh, one more thing. Something that I learned about myself is that I am REALLY, REALLY, REALLY starting to DISLIKE cats.

Story:

Okay. Here's how it all starts. I was running to school because I woke up late that morning and in the process of me freaking out, swearing, cussing, you know, the usual. I had forgotten to grab an umbrella but did manage to snag a piece of toast. So fear not my dear readers! I did eat breakfast even though it was a lousy one! Ahem. Now back to the story of me running 'cuz i was late for school.

Quickly approaching the school gates, I was about to run inside when all of a sudden I heard a noise. Looking around, I saw a cat. Totally forgetting about my 'cool' facade, I rushed towards it only to stop abruptly and almost fall on my tush. Now you must wonder why I stopped. Well, you see, it was a cat. Yeah it was definitly a cat. The freaky thing though, is that the cat's fur was blue. Yup. You read correctly. The cat was blue and it wasn't from being cold and shaking its little heinie off. That was its natural color, but in all honesty to me, it looked like it was thrown into a tub of blue dye. Its fur color was seriously unrealistic.

The cat must've heard me approaching because its eyes shot open to reveal bright, alert, yellow golden eyes. I slowly knelt down and offered the back of my hand to the cat to smell. Yeeeaaahhhh. That was something I was seriously going to regret later. Not because it bit me, 'cuz it didn't. It did something much worse. It rubbed its cheek against me hand and started to purr. Don't worry, that's not what I considered bad. I took my jacket off and started to gently dry the cat off. Quickly flashing a glance at my phone, I saw that it was 7:55. Crap. Class started at 8:00 sharp and I was planning to change into dry clothes. Problem. I dawdle and therefore, five minutes wouldn't be enough time for me.

Well, then at least I should go to class. I let out a sigh and left my jacket on top of the cat. Standing up, I darted into the school building. Now comes the part where it's worse than getting bit by the cat because instead, the cat followed me into the school building all the way to my classroom! If you don't think that's bad, then here comes the next 'fun' part. What's worse than having a blue cat with yellow eyes follow you into the classroom is when it decides that sitting on top of your desk is more fun than sitting on the floor. Oh, I also forgot to mention that the cat was still wet meaning that when it sat down, it would leave a lovely, wet, imprint of its butt on my desk once it chose to get up! Just perfect, right? What every person wants to deal with first thing in class! Yay.

My situation with the cat got even better when it decided that laying down on my desk was more comfortable than sitting. I swear, one more move and I was gunna kill that cat! It raised its head and looked me straight in the eyes as if it were daring me to pick it up and lift it off of my desk. Glaring back, I accepted its challenge and smirked. My chance to kill this stinkin cat! Finally! After all, I was starting to regret helping this blue fur ball.

Slipping my arms under the cat's stomach, I, being the nice person that I am, gently pulled up, expecting the cat to come with me.

It didn't budge.

I tried again, this time, yanking the cat up.

Nothing!

What the heck?! I tried yanking the cat up again, this time, it may have moved about half a centimeter! If I were up for wishful thinking then I would claim that it moved a centimeter, but sadly, I was not in the mood to think wishful thoughts. I was going to glare at the cat when the teacher came in saying "time for class to start." Ugh. I'm soooooo dead if he sees the stupid cat. Think Amu, think!

Oh yeah! I'm so sorry! I totally forgot to introduce myself! My name is Hinamori Amu and I am 16 years old. I have a younger sister named Ami and am a sophomore at Sakura High School. Right now I am dealing with a stubborn cat that weighs more than me, but doesn't look like a walking balloon like most heavy, fat, overweight cats do which is really weird.

Once again, I glare down at the cat. Stupid fur ball isn't even fazed by it. I see a flash of silver and quickly reach for it to see what it is. It's a name tag that says the cat's name is Yoru and that it is a male. I sigh. 'Cuz that is just sooooo much help. I look to see if I can find the owner's phone number or even their address. C'mon! Right now I am willing to do anything to get rid of this annoying cat! If I could lift it up, I would gladly drop kick it back to its owner's house for Pete's sake! Sadly, it doesn't have either so drop kicking is out of the question. Darn.

"Everyone, please sit down!" Says the teacher in exasperation. I was about to do just that when someone knocks into my shoulder. Hard. Turing to glare at the person responsible for most likely giving me a bruise, my honey golden eyes clash with bright amethyst eyes. I immediately recognized who those eyes belonged to. My best friend, Hoshina Utau, who has long, beautiful, silky blond hair. The moment our eyes met, we start to burst out laugh. "Guys" the teacher says, pinching the bridge of his nose, clearly annoyed with us.

"What?" We both say feigning innocence.

"You both know exactly what I'm talking about" replies the teacher as he shoots us a glare.

Before either of us could retaliate, a green, yes, green cat darts into the class room and jumps up onto my friend, Utau's desk. I rub my shoulder and give a small flinch. Yup definitely gunna have a bruise. Seeing me flinch in pain, she says sorry with a guilty look on her face. I tell her its fine and give her a reassuring smile. She smiles back at me. I look at the cat that's on top her desk and can't help but giggle as she tries to pick up the cat with no avail.

When she stops the cat looks up at her as if to say 'that's all you got?' Utau just responds by glaring. The classroom door is flung open by a boy with brown hair and green eyes. He's out of breath and has a look of panic upon his face. He walks in and the teacher, Mr. Huesworth welcomes him with a look of annoyance. His usual 'welcome in' look. "Mr. Souma" says the teacher, "I believe you are in the wrong classroom." The boy just gives him a questioning look. "If I remember correctly, you are in room 2C. Right now you are room 2A."

"So?" Says the boy.

"Uh-oh" mutters Utau under her breath. "Probably shouldn't have done that."

He's dead is what I think as I see our teacher turn bright red as he tries to hold back his anger. With a trembling hand, he points to the hallway and manages to choke out "get. Out. Of. The. Classroom. Right. Now." The boy just smiles at Mr. Huesworth, unaffected by his anger.

" Don't worry sir, I will leave, I just have to quickly get something from this classroom." Turning to the students he says "did anyone see a green cat run into the classroom?" I swear that all the girls in the class except for Utau and I swooned when he turned and started to speak. "Yup" says Utau as she turns and points a finger at the cat sitting on top of her desk. A look of relief flashes across his face. Without warning he walked straight up to Utau and enveloped her in this huge bear hug. She let out a yelp of surprise when he did this.

Letting her go, he shook her hand up and down as he repeatedly said "thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou" really fast. Utau just bobbed her head silently. "Oi, Kukai! Did you find your cat?" a deep voice asked cutting off the boy, Kukai's constant stream of thank yous to her. He let her hand go and she quickly shuffled closer to me. Turning around to face the source of the voice he said "yeah. I also found you cat Ikuto."

"Seriously?!" The mysterious voice asked in disbelief along with a hint of hope.

"Mmhmm" replies Kukai.

"'Kay I'm coming in."