Disclaimer: *sigh* I hate writing these things but to prevent from my ass getting sued I'll pretend I do. Ronin Warriors or Pokemon don't belong to me. They're the property of the people that made them.

That little brat is dead meat.
I've put up with him for as long as I could but now I can't take it anymore! I gave him 3 strikes but he used them all up. Let me tell you what lead to today's events. I woke up this morning and made my way down the stairs towards breakfast when I was attacked by that vermin. He jumped on my back and proceeded to play "Horsey" with me. Strike 1. Dammit I'm not a horsey or a taxi! All I want is some FOOD! If I could've sighed I would have. I sulked into the kitchen and disposed of my load. Receiving a pat on the head from Ryo, I walked over to my bowl and started eating. Just as my meal was getting good, Yulie, or Satan's Seed as I like to call him, started yanking on my tail. Grrrrrrrr! That's Strike 2. What made it even worse was that I hadn't even finished my breakfast yet! Reluctantly, I followed him outside where I was forced to run around and play Hide and Seek for hours. I had missed lunch because of him.

I walked in the house to find Ryo and the other guys missing so I decided to find Mia. She was coming down the stairs in another one of her hideous outfits. I swear that girl gets dressed in the dark. But what do I know? I give her my best hungry kitty look. "I'm sorry boy but I have to get to an appointment". It'll only take you a minute to give me some kibble or something bitch. I should've let those Warlords kill you and that brat long ago. Meanwhile, somewhere in the Dynasty all 3 Warlords sneeze. Then she proceeds to tell me to watch Yulie while she's gone. Someone kill me now! After being subjected to some kind of Pokemon show for hours, I had had enough. I walked outside to escape the horror. I shuddered at the very thought of that show. Still starving, I lay down and watched some birds play in the grass. Is it my imagination or did that pigeon just turn into chicken? I must be slowly losing my mind. I got up and was immediately assaulted by the blast from the water hose. "You stink Whiteblaze! It's time for a bath boy!" Yulie exclaimed. Strike 3. If it's one thing I hate, it's baths! You're kibble kid. Growling, I stalked towards Yulie with a hungry look in my eyes. "H-Hey Whiteblaze! I was only kidding! Whiteblaze! NOOOOOO-AHHHHHH!!!!"

A while later everyone came home while I was lounging in the living room near the fireplace. I heard Mia and the others calling for Yulie. MWAHAHAHAHA! If only they knew. Feeling something in my throat, I hacked up one of Yulie's shoes. Oops...better get rid of the evidence! I grabbed the shoe and ran outside to bury it. After burying it deep in the woods, I heard someone approaching. I turned around and saw Rowen leaning against a tree smirking at me. "You ate him didn't you boy?" I gave him my best kitty smirk. He walked over and scratched me behind the ears. "Good boy Whiteblaze." No problem Blue. Just make sure there's an extra T-Bone on my plate in the morning.

A/N: *giggle* Ain't I evil? Yulie REALLY annoys the HELL outta me so I was inspired to write this fic after watching the Samurai Troopers OAV's. Hope ya liked it!