A/N: I am sorry that I haven't updated anything, but I've been on a very big lag. I am currently working on the next chapter for, "His Butler, A Father?" and a YuyaXYukito fanfic as well. This is a small "drabble"/one shot I did for my friend on tumblr, and I just decided to put it up on here!
It's not too well written but I hope you enjoy! I am a huge fan of Yuya Matsushita and I am devoted and in love, 'nuff said! Please R&R~ If not about this, perhaps your thoughts on my upcoming Yuya MatsushitaXYukito Nishii 3
Thank you!
"Good job today, Matsushita-san." Yuya gave a bow back to the director, sweat trailing down his forehead. The ends of his short brown hair were sticking to the back of his neck. He gave his thanks and appreciation to the whole crew, and began to make his way out to the hall of the studio.
He had just finished shooting part of the dance for an upcoming music video. He sighed, removing the hat from his head, running his hands through the sweaty hair. "I need a shower when I get home…" He contemplated, biting his lower lip as he stretched. The white v- neck he wore was stuck against his skin and moved with each movement.
As he looked down the hall, he noticed a small black blob running across the hall. He stared at it with curiosity, and squinted as best he could to make out the figure. He saw what looked like a long tail moving before it disappeared behind the wall. Yuya, feeling a tad adventurous, and following his "demon butler" instincts decided to follow the moving cat. He checked around him first, making sure no one was around. When he made sure he was alone, he started to walk to where he saw the cat last.
"Neko…neko…"Yuya whispered, looking around the corridor he saw the cat run down. He heard a small mewl and followed it, getting down on his knees. His perked butt was up in the hair, perfectly shaped by his dark skinny jeans. He heard another mewl and looked up to see the cat perched up on a box.
It was curled in a ball but stared at him with its green eyes. Its coat was soft and black, a patch of white on its chest. "There you are…" A smile made its way to Yuya's flawless face. He stood and picked the cat up in his arms, small mewls coming from the dark cat. He pet its head, purrs following. "Ah, such beautiful fur."
Yuya froze after a moment, realizing he had reverted to his old days of Sebastian Michaelis. He looked at the cat and set it back down unsure of what to do next.
"Uh, Yuya-kun…." The manger stared at Yuya and the cat he held in his arms. He held it close to his chest and gave what looked like a puppy dog face. "I'm sorry Yuya-kun, but you can't keep the cat."
"Nya?"