Warnings: OMG THERES SPOILERS! WATCH OUT!.. and shonen-ai, LxLight.

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They arrived a few painful minutes later. Well, they were painful for Light.

And for some reason, it was even more painful looking at the kittens carefree lives and cuteness. But soon he began to feel calm, and a sort of happiness washed over him. Maybe it was the sight of so many fluffy feline faces in one place?

Light stared on at the small fluffy kittens in playpens with a bemused look. He couldnt believe how happy they looked all caged up. They lived so carefree, their only real worry was whether they got their favourite milk or not. Light thought of what it would be like if the world was like that.

But his train of thought was destroyed by a shriek.

Misa bashed into Lights side, a ball of energy.

"Light! Light! Look!!" she shouted, jabbing a finger at a particularly small cage off to the side. She pushed his back in the direction of the cage and soon he stood beside an old lady looking down into it.

"He.Is.So.Cuuuute!" she said with another squeal. "Dontcha think, Light-kun?"

Light looked curiously at the little kitten.

A skinny little thing who looked like he hadnt eaten much in awhile, and looked like sortof like a castaway.

He was a charcoal colour with bizzarly spikey fur. It seemed to jut out in several places on the kittens head. The small kitten also had a light grey tipped tail, and one oddly shaped white spot on its right thigh.

'Whats so special about this one? It looks dirty and unwanted..' he thought in his head. Light frowned a little at the last thought, and felt a small amount of sympathy for it.

Light took his pointer finger and trailed it along the kittens back. Its fur was very soft, albeit a little messy.

The charcoal kitten immediatly looked up with wide, black eyes. Its ears perked up at the sight of Lights face, and it expectantly mewed at him. Light quirked a brow in thought, then decided it wanted to be picked up.

He gently put his hand under the kittens stomach and scooped it up. He held it up with both hands and studied it.

The kitten clawed the air trying to find something solid to hold onto. Light quickly pressed the little body up to his chest and its claws dug into his skin. He winced a little, but it didnt hurt much. As soon as the kitten contacted Lights chest, he felt an immediate connection.

"He is a cute one, isnt he?" a voice suddenly asked him. He looked to his right and found out it was the old woman standing beside him. Light nodded slowly.

"He is..quite interesting. To say the least."

The little kitty nuzzled his thin face against Lights chin and mewed at him again. The old woman chuckled.

"He likes you, son!"

"Yea, but I have no idea if I can even afford him." Light replied, disappointment peeking into his voice. "Hes pretty expensive."

He sighed and handed the kitten to the old lady, who asked if she could hold him now. She petted and patted him affectionatly, and the kitty responded in delight. But when Light started to walk away, he mewed in sorrow.

The old woman looked down at the kitten, then at Lights disappearing form. The young man infront of her looked downright depressed he didnt get the ball of spikey fur.

"Son, wait!" she called out. Light glanced over his shoulder, and took a few steps forward. The old woman shuffled her way across the linolium floors and soon stood infront of him.

"Well, you just look so sad. Here,you take him." she shoved the kitten into Lights arms. "I'll even pay some of the price for you. I just dont want you leaving here all sad-faced like you are now!"

"I..." Light stared into the old woman eyes in disbelief. But he couldnt hold back a small smile that formed at the corners of his lips. She really would that for him?

He considered refusing the offer, but the intense look the other was giving him made him cave.

"Alright.Thank you very much."

The lady smiled and they walked up to the counter, Light grabbing Misa's arm in the process.