Okay, I was just on a roll today, so I decided to start a new story. Its adapted from a you tube music video I saw, the song was called Bittersweet by Apocalyptica. It was such a beautiful song and video, I just had to write a fan fiction for it. Its great, here's the link if you want to watch is about my favorite pairings of all time.

I think I'm going to be sick from eating too many sugar cookies. Yay, the randomness of me is back.

Chapter 1

Two toms sat atop the junk pile, silently scoping out the she-kittens that would be coming of age this year. The full moon would be high tonight; they were all busy grooming each other and fussing over what they looked like. To the two toms watching with admiring smirks, they were all beautiful.

The watchers were two cats so unlike, one would never guess that they were best friends. The first was tall and lean, a good sized tomcat, bigger than most. His shoulders were broad, as was his chest, and his coat was a mottled mix of brown and white. His watchful amber eyes surveyed the young queens with a look that was not unlike a hungry wolf watching a herd of young lambs.

The second cat was smaller and slighter, black with a white chest. He watched with small brown eyes, less interested than his friend. His white tipped tail flicked lazily from side to side.

"Will you take one this year, Plato?" asked the smaller cat, his quick eyes darting to his friend.

"Mmm…" the larger tom replied. "I might." He lowered his head to his paws, never taking his eyes off the kittens.

"Which do you have your eyes on?" asked his friend, sitting up to smooth down a patch of unruly fur on his chest.

Plato smirked, nodding his head at a white kitten who was practicing her dance steps.

"That one." he replied, flicking his tail anxiously. The black cat raised his eyebrows as he caught sight of his friend's choice.

"Aye, that's Victoria." he murmured. "She's a pretty one, she is. We used to be good friends as kittens."

"Victoria…" Plato breathed, as though he had never heard a word so beautiful. Finally, his eyes left the white kitten and focused on his friend.

"And who does the great Mr. Mistoffelees have in mind?" he grinned, nudging the black tom, who chuckled.

"No one's caught my eye yet," he admitted. "Ah well, it's only my first year since my coming of age. I'm in no hurry." He flicked his white whiskers thoughtfully. "No use choosing for the sake of choosing." He gazed down at Plato, who was staring ahead at Victoria with the most serious expression.

"You, however, have gone three years a full grown, and mate-less," he teased. "It's this year or never, my friend." With that, the magical tom leapt down off of his perch and sauntered into the clearing.

At the sight of a full grown tom, the young queens seemed to clump into small, tight nit groups. They stared out at him with curious, innocent eyes, giggling and whispering to each other in excitement.

"Hey Misto!" the black tom turned to see Victoria approach him with a couple of her friends, who half hid behind her, smiling shyly at him. Victoria's eyes, however, were confident and bright. "It's been a long time." She smiled affectionately at him.

"You've grown," Mistoffelees surveyed, looking her over. "Almost as tall as me now." The white cat laughed.

"Thank you," she purred. "I've missed you."

"I have as well." the tom replied, flicking his whiskers happily. One of her friends seemed to nudge her.

"Oh, this is Electra," she giggled. "And Jemima." Both she-cats smiled nervously as they were introduced.

"Nice to meet you," Misto greeted charmingly. They nodded and then giggled to each other.

"Well, it was nice seeing you again, Misto," Victoria grinned. "I'll see you tonight!"

The black tom was about to reply when he felt somebody lean against his shoulder.

"Hello there miss," Plato's deep voice greeted. "You must be Victoria."

The white kitten blushed suddenly, and nodded.

"Aye," she replied shyly. "That's me."

"This is Plato." Misto introduced, smiling at Victoria's reaction to the mottled tom.

"Nice to meet you, Plato." the white kitten smiled.

"You as well," the mottled tom replied, smiling handsomely down at her. "You're coming of age tonight, am I right?"

"Yes," Victoria replied. If possible, she blushed even brighter then before. Misto noticed she was playing with her tail quite nervously.

"Then I'll have my eye on you." Plato mused jokingly, and he winked.

As the two toms padded away, the three she-kittens collapsed into nervous giggles.

"You've got her in your paw, my friend." Misto chuckled at him. Plato only grinned.

Victoria's POV

"You are the luckiest kitten in the whole world!" Jemima squealed. Electra had wandered off to another group of kittens, leaving the two friends to obsess over what had just occurred. "Two toms talked to you today, and both were right good looking as well!"

"Don't be silly," Victoria replied, although she couldn't help but smile. "I'm not lucky enough to have your lovely voice. I'm sure that will definitely win over some of the toms." Jemima smiled thankfully at her friend.

"Besides," Victoria went on. "Misto and I were practically littermates. He was my best friend when we were younger." Jemima sighed.

"Oh, poo." she sniffed. "You're giving me no satisfaction." She eyed her friend. "What about the tall one? Plato?"

Victoria smiled and blushed, remembering his flirting with her.

"Maybe…" she trailed off, her eyes glazing over. Jemima smiled dreamily.

"He's perfect," she sighed. "Tall, handsome, muscular, charming, and not to mention, older. I would have fainted had he winked at me!" Victoria laughed, coming out of her trance.

"You're silly," she replied. Suddenly, she gasped. "Look!" she nodded to the sky, excitement in her blue eyes. "The sun's going down!"

Indeed, the sky had taken on a beautiful pink color, and the sun was beginning to sink down below the treetops.

The two kittens squealed and dashed out of the clearing to join the others before the Jellicle ball began.

Aww, the little kittens are all so cute : Not to mention Plato, he's my favorite ;) Yes, I've got a thing for him, plus Munkustrap too. They're spicy.

I'm tired. Review!