Kuroshitsuji Kitties
A/N: I decided that since there are so many Akatsuki-kitties, why can't there be Black Butler-kitties?
Disclaimer: I don't own Black Butler, but if I did, Undertaker would be the star of the entire series.
"What. The. Hell?" I said as I got off the floor. Looking around to see what the damage was, I found a box of kittens.
You see what had happened is that my cousin and I had gotten in a fight because I insulted Jacob Black from the Twilight series. I mean it can't even be called a fight really, I'm the stronger of us, but when she gets mad, she gets mad!
Anyway, she punched me out the window; thank God we were on the first floor. Now back to what was happening.
Seeing the kitties, I stared for a moment. Snapping out of my stupor, I yelled for Shae to get her Twilight obsessed self to the back yard. "Fine, hold on non-believer!" She snapped back. She had been calling me a non-believer since I told her that Bella could have gotten someone better than Edward.
Not to say I don't call her non-believer either, she doesn't believe that Sebastian and Ciel make a cute couple. That earned her about two-hours of my explaining, in detail mind you, the point of yoai; it was hilarious to see her face when I showed her the fan-art.
Man, I just keep getting side tracked don't I? Anyway, when she walked out she saw why I called her out. The cats looked like half the cast of Black Butler, seriously, one looked like Grell, another William, it was an Otaku's dream.
"Dude, their so cute!" She exclaimed. I snorted, "Of course their cute, idiot; they look like half the cast of Black Butler!"
She looked at me with a blank expression on her face, which usually meant she thought I was obsessing again. Flipping her off, I picked up the silver kitten. Looking the kitten in the eyes, I felt an instant connection.
"Yo, Shaedrian, I keeping the cats and this one is mine indefinitely." I said with no room for argument.
Shrugging, she picked up the pale-brown one. The same thing that happened with me happened with her; she had an instant connection to the cat.
"Yo, Recila, I keeping this one, and naming him…William? Yep, you look like a William." She said to herself. She was seriously starting to freak me out, I thought I was the weird one, she was freaking dancing around the room! I don't mean twirling, no she was twerking…And I feel ashamed to say that it wasn't that bad… I really do…
"Okay… Please stop it with the twerking! Bro, you are not Miley Cyrus!" "I shrieked at her.
Sorry, again, for the wait on all my other stories. As a "thank you", I decided to post one of my older stories from a year or two ago.