Dedicated to: My annoying little 'dobe' FoxyLeon. Love you girl!

Inspired by: The small stories we make together through texts.

Summary: And he desperately wanted to be a real boy. AU.

Disclaimer: IDNON.

Author: CiiCiinREX.

NekoMimi Ai!

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i. Love at First Sight!

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She found him on the corner of her street soaked next to a withering, empty box that sagged under the torrents of the weather. On its side lay a neon pink paper that claimed: "Kittens; free!" scribbled in black marker threatening to fly off with the wind at any given moment.

He was shivering, and his dark, unruly hair stuck to his skinny throat. He peered up at her with sadly glimmering onyx pools that pulled her in the moment she averted her eyes and stared back.

"You poor thing," She murmured, immediately tugging on her sweater to make some extra cloth to cover him—even if it were a temporary luxury. The kitten boy instantly leaned towards her, whimpering so softly it was almost inaudible. He seemed to be delighted, she liked to think, that he was being offered a chance for heat and shelter from the rain. His eyes flickered up at her before he made slow steps in her direction, mewling in gratitude as he leapt up inside of her sweater.

She smiled as she felt him curl up where her middle sweater pocket should be, trembling.

She wanted to stay, but she knew she needed to be home in ten minutes or herlandlord was going to kill her. With this in mind, she gently coddled him higher inside of her thick layer of clothing, feeling him violently shiver between her coat and her thin shirt. She didn't mind the fact the liquid was seeping into her stomach.

She dried him as best as she could once she ran under cover in a nearby store, rustling her sweater and acting as if the edge were a towel before adjusting the box on its side, creating a makeshift home.

"Here you go," She whispered, coaxing the kitten out. Hesitantly, he did so, scanning the area when he felt her hands grip his sides. The next moment, he found himself inside the box he was abandoned in, where his brothers and sisters were taken from him.

He narrowed his eyes to see better but could only see the girl's tattered converse as she stood up. He yowled desperately the second they stepped away from him. The one human that had shown him genuine kindness he could tolerate, that he craved. Blinking, he tried to get the best view he could with the sagging flap of the box obstructing his view. The rain didn't make it much easier; the heavy pouring caused an illusion of a fog.

"Mrrow!"

No answer.

"MROOW!"

He bolted out of the box despite his hate for the rain, chasing after the form of the girl that was already crossing the street.

Don't leave me alone.

And without another thought, he bolted into the middle of the street, puddles splashing around his numb fingers.

TBC…

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It probably doesn't make any sense right now. I'll try to clarify as best as I can.

Sasuke is a neko-chibi, would be the best way to put it. However, people see him the same as a cat. So when I describe him and his actions, he would be acting like a chibi with cat ears and a tail and all that but with clothes (xD) but people see him as a cat?

Idk, the best way to understand him would be to read that doujinshi of neko-Sasuke and his owner being Naruto. If anyone knows what I'm talking about, isn't it cute? xD You can find it on youtube.

i. End.