AN: These things are addictive... And they are in no chronological order whatsoever. Yesterday's was probably set during or very close to during the events of Kingdom Hearts and today's is Pre-Kingdom Hearts. Oh, and a disclaimer since I forgot it yesterday.

Disclaimer: The characters and settings of Kingdom Hearts do not reside among my possessions. They belong to their rightful owners of Square and Disney.

Homeless

There were six of them. Six little squirming, crying, annoying balls of fur. And she just had to bring them back to the hotel room they shared despite the very clear "No Pets Allowed" signs posted throughout the hallway.

"Squall, aren't they just the cutest things?" Yuffie cooed as she picked up the most rambunctious of the litter, an orange and white one she had been calling Peaches.

"No," he stated rather bluntly as he tried to walk across the room without stepping on any tails. He didn't succeed and the loud wail that reached his ears was only rivaled by the screeching of a thirteen year old ninja as she berated him.

"Watch where you're going! You could have squished one of them!" She immediately put Peaches down and picked up the squalling kitten to which she began to babytalk. "You poor wittle precious angel baby. Did mean ol' Squall step on hims tail? Yesh, he did. Poor babykins."

Luckily, Squall was able to tune both her and the mewing kittens out while he stared out the window at the rain pounding down onto the streets. It had just been an hour ago when she had brought the box of kittens in from the rain, both her and her precious bundle soaked to the bone. Someone had apparently abandoned them in the streets and they quickly found themselves to be homeless.

He sighed and looked at his feet where a tiny black and white kitten, the smallest of the litter, rubbed against his leg. Homeless. It was only six years since they had been homeless, Hollow Bastion overrun by the Heartless. And now these kittens were homeless.

Bending over, Squall gently lifted the kitten to his face and stared into it's eyes, only to have a very loud, very kittenlike purr answer his unspoken query. He looked back over his shoulder and glanced at the young girl virtually covered in fur-covered balls before silently agreeing with the kitten in his hand.

Yeah... you aren't really homeless as long as you have someone who cares for you.