A.N.: Hi, Kiray Himawari! It's great to hear from you again! And actually, I'm basing Tyson's behavior on my newest kitten Yoru, who ironically happens to be a black cat. I hope it will help to make it feel natural.

Me: Yoru! Tell the disclaimer!

Yoru: Meow! Meow! Meoooooowwww!

Me: I'll translate that! "She doesn't own Beyblade or anything for that matter!" Hey! That's so mean! (pouting)

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'He is cute.' Thought the cold russian boy. What an unexpected gift. He was sure to murder Tala later.

The small kitty was starting to get uneasy on his embrace and quickly scrambled away. Kai watched the little thing stop to look at everything with curiosity. When he disappeared from his eye sight the teen went in pursue of his friends.

The three Russians had taken refuge behind the couch in the living room.

"Explain!"

The red eyed man stood in front of his compatriots, his demonic glare daring them to speak. Bryan laughed nervously.

"Dude… Chill a bit."

All three shrunk as the glare increased.

"Come on… We can't bear to watch you do this to yourself! In this cold house, always by yourself!"

"You're only human! Can't live alone forever!"

For a moment, Kai considered spearing them. After all, they were only concerned about him. And above that…

"It's kinda obvious you like those things! I mean… Who has underwear with cat pictures?"

And Kai snapped!

(30 minutes later)

Three much abused teens were laying in the floor. Kai had made sure they were mauled just enough to let them survive. Good intentions were still present after all. And he really liked the cat so…

He didn't dare ask how they knew what his underwear looked like, but the Russian made a mental note to destroy, as soon as possible, all the incrimination stuff. He severely hoped they didn't know about the rest.

When the boys regained conscious he made sure to throw them out as gracefully as possible.

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Meanwhile, there was someone that was having a blast! This was the biggest place Tyson had ever seen!

Everything smelled different. Everything looked weird. It was awesome. But of course… the kitten didn't know what that meant yet.

Tyson made sure nothing was left unexplored. Like those weird tall things that had a lot of strange stuff in equal spaces. Maybe he could climb them later.

And that big fluffy thing that had very comfortable seats. And they were good for the claws too!

In that part of the house were other unnamed objects but he felt no appeal in them. He strolled a bit over the hallways, passing his own personal objects. He had become acquaintance with them in the trip from the store. He remembered seeing them there.

Up ahead was another strange place. It was colder in there. The floor was different. It felt cold and slippery under his paws. There were some wood objects that were very tall and balanced on top of sticks. In here things smelled better. The small fur ball was getting hungry so he decided to leave his exploration for another day and went to find someone to feed him.

Smelling the air he quickly picked up the scent of that man that had held him when he first arrived. It had been so long since he had been held and petted. He wondered if he ever had. He liked that man.

Returning to the hallways he began his search. He noticed how nice the place was. It was very well lit. Even being a cat, he didn't like the dark. And it was very quiet. Not silent, but quiet. He hated loud noises but he couldn't stand silence.

When the scent grew stronger he almost cheered but suddenly loud noises issued from the place ahead. He didn't know what they were but it didn't sound good. Quickly he found a large cabinet and hid underneath. Whatever it was, it wouldn't get him!

A lit bit later, the noises stopped but Tyson remained still under the heavy furniture. The man that had held him soon left the room in front and other three people, he vaguely remembered seeing earlier that day, followed him. They passed his great hiding spot and kept walking away. He listened until he couldn't hear their voices anymore.

He was feeling very tired now. It had been a very exciting day. He was near drifting off when he heard what seemed like his name. But what really perked him up was the sound and smell of food.

"Tyson!"

The Russian had been looking for his new house companion for a few minutes already. It was a big house and he could easily get lost, hurt or break something. He decided to try and bait him out. He had seen a food plate in one of the boxes. The sound of the small grains from the dry food echoed in the large house. Kai frowned. It did sound empty. He had never noticed before.

His thoughts were cut short when a navy-blue fur ball crawled from under a cabinet. He watched Tyson make a run for the food without hesitation. The small cat was eating like there was no tomorrow.

Mesmerized by how soft his fur looked, the Russian reached with his hand to feel it. It felt like soft silk. The cat tensed a bit when he felt his meal being disturbed, but soon relaxed when he felt sure that the boy wasn't going to steal his food. Soon he was purring in content at both attentions. Life was great when you had a good meal and a wonderful back rub, the kitty mused.

Kai rubbed him for a bit, listening to the loud purring before turning to the boxes. He started unpacking the toys and the bed. He decided to leave them in the hallway for the moment. He could move them later if he felt inspired.

The Russian had just decided to take the litter box to another room when he almost tripped. Looking down he immediately discovered the culprit. Tyson was done eating his meal but he was still hungry! He tried to tell Kai, he wanted some more.

Every time the Russian tried to walk, there was a kitten in the middle of his feet meowing like he was possessed. Sighing, the teen gave in and poured him some food more in hopes of being left alone. When Tyson calmed down he was finally able to transport the box to the downstairs bathroom.

Seeing that the kitten was still happily chowing down his food he turned off the lights before heading upstairs to his room. It had been an exhausting day!

When the lights went off the cat tensed, meal forgotten. So much for a well-lit house.

The scared creature mused on what to do. He considered returning to his hiding place but had forgotten where it was. His sensitive hears picked up sounds from upstairs. He recognized the man's voice. Without thinking twice he ran in the sound's direction. All the rooms he had seen earlier looked different. Scary shadows hovered everywhere. He walked faster hoping to reach his destination quickly.

But the unhappy discoveries continued. When Tyson reached the stairs he realized that it was going to be hell climbing. There were just too many of them and every step was so tall Tyson felt like crying. He didn't because after all, he couldn't.

New sounds gave him the courage to begin the tremendous climb, and after many breaks filled with scared meows, Tyson finally reached the peak. That part of the house was still unknown for him. For a while he felt lost, no longer he could hear that person's sounds. He tried to call for that person, but sadly remembered he didn't know his name. Feeling defeated he started crying the best a cat could.

Kai was in his bed, very close to drifting off when a loud sad meow woke him. He sat on the bed trying to understand why the cat had followed him upstairs. It was quite the stun for such a small kitten. Even for him, those stairs were hard to climb due to some misunderstanding with measurements when it was constructed.

Once more, Tyson's hears picked up the sounds he had been following. Somewhere on his right something creaked. Blindly, he ran in that direction only to be stopped once more. A giant wooden double door stood teasingly between him and what he wanted. Tired, scared and angry, the small fur ball was having none of that right now! His small claws dug in the ancient wood again and again. No one was stopping him now! That person was on the other side right? Just a bit more! He tried calling the man again. Even if he didn't know his name he could still catch his attention!

Minute after minute passed and the door didn't budge. But Tyson felt that he was almost there. He wasn't the least bit surprised when it retreated back to offer him a good look from the room ahead. Victory!

Sleepy, the russian had given up trying to ignore the scratch in his door and decided to let the noisy cat inside. When he opened the door he was surprised to see Tyson walk in like he owned the world. The kitty gave a long look at everything before turning to Kai and rub on his feet. Tired, the teen only shooed him before flopping back on bed. Naturally, the navy-blue ball followed him, almost drowning in the mountain of blankets and covers. Moved by the distressed meows from the constantly sinking cat, Kai quickly pulled him under the covers with him.

The cold russian prepared himself to punish him if he tried to disturb his sleep again but he had no more reasons to fear. The kitty was feeling warm and safe now, so he felt asleep quickly after pawing the mattress and snuggling close to Kai, who soon followed him.

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'Odd.' Was Kai's only thought next morning. Everything was normal, he got up to make himself some breakfast and feed Tyson, and was currently eating his toast. While watching his new cat drag his plate all the way from the hallway to the kitchen only to eat with him. There was nothing really unusual about him and yet there was something that Kai couldn't really put his finger on. When finished eating he put his plate way before turning to pick Tyson's. He found no kitty or plate. He discovered them both in the hallway. Kai noticed that Tyson seemed very proud of himself. Yeah… There was something there, but not quite there!

Strolling upstairs to dress, he had to go get breakfast first because had been impatient to leave that morning, Kai quickly choose a dark t-shirt and some loose jeans. Had it not been the weekend, no one would have caught him wearing anything not his finest attires.

On the way back downstairs he caught Tyson in the middle of his staircase climb. The kitten happily followed him down, stumbling a bit after each monstrous step, and dedicated the rest of that morning to trail Kai like a baby goose would do to his mother. The Russian eyed him with curiosity every time Tyson stopped to watch him on his daily tasks. He would look so cute! His ears standing up very straight, tail occasionally twitching in the tip, his eyes very open following Kai's every move and that look of intent focus made him look so adorable! Kai mentally shook himself. He was a cat. There was no way he would look focused! That would be weird!

Still shaking himself a bit, Kai walked to the hallway to see if he had missed anything the night before. He mused on where to put the traveling box when he found it. 'It can always go to the attic…' On his search he came across the instruction manual.

"Why would a cat need an instruction manual?"

Tyson's opportune meow made him laugh a bit before picking his pace and walk to the living room. He sit down in the couch eyeing the volume with suspicion. Its cover was in white leather with big golden letters and a golden design of a cat. Kai frowned at the mushy smell, like it had been decades closed.

"Ah! No, Tyson!"

The small kitten had followed Kai on top of the couch and was now sharpening his claws in the leather seats. When Kai yelled he stopped and looked back at him confusion. He wasn't sure what was wrong but that person didn't look very happy. Was he unhappy with Tyson? Experimentally, he tried digging his claws in the seat again.

"No! Bad, Tyson!"

Yep, he was upset with Tyson. To tell the man that he understood, Tyson lied down while looking him in the eye. The Russian felt confused at his kitten's behavior and yet not so much. It disturbed him, that look of understanding in the fur ball's eyes.

Uncomfortably, the teen wiggled in his seat jumping in surprise when the TV suddenly went on. Pulling the remote from under himself, Kai groaned in frustration. He knew well who the probable culprits were for letting things in a mess. He would definitely need to teach his dear friends how to respect his house.

Tyson was completely awe-struck. What was that? So many colors and sounds! It looked so fun!

Kai was eyeing the small cat observing an annoying kids show in complete ecstasy. The way the cat could make himself express human emotions was a bit freaky. Slowly, not to call the kitty's attention to himself, Kai opened the book in search for some useful information.

The index had lots of topics, most of them with absolutely no interest. 'Eating Habits', 'Sleeping Disorders', 'Common Diseases', 'Heat Season' and 'Comportment Development'. Kai read in his mind the most interesting ones. But he decided to be a good boy and read first 'Mandatory Introduction'. God, he didn't like being told what to do. Giving, Tyson a quick glance through the corner of the eye, Kai begun reading.

'So, you have acquired a, most commonly known as, Forever Kitty! Congrats! But you know, your little hairy friend is going to need lots of attention from you. And lots of patience. Forever Kitty is a special cat whose only objective in life is being like a human being. Yes, a human being! So don't feel confused if one day your cute cat refuses to eat his cat food. After all… you don't eat it. And don't forget to be extra careful around him! He's like a super absorbing sponge! He will copy your habits and the ones from who he spends the most time with. Don't feel reluctant to try and teach him. He will love to learn from you! You can even (…)'

Kai had had enough. This could only be a joke! Cats trying to be humans!

Sighing, he let himself slump deeper in the couch, closing his eyes. Opening them again, he was greeted by a confused Tyson. Could a cat really understand what he was saying?

"Come here, Tyson."

The navy-blue ball quickly strolled into Kai's lap and waited for more orders. Kai run his fingers through his hair, feeling very tired all over the sudden. So, maybe the cat was intelligent. Opening his legs in a most ungraceful manner, Kai let Tyson get comfortable in the middle. He winced a bit when the kitty pawed him, but soon Tyson was resting happily between Kai's thighs, his head near the crotch. His eyes landed on Kai in almost an accusation, and Kai immediately compelled. The kitty instantly began purring when Kai's hand gently rubbed him behind the ear.

Kai sighed. Tyson was cute. He looked like a normal cat most of the times. Was it really that freaky that he seemed to be attentively watching the TV? Yeah. A bit. But Kai couldn't help liking his new companion. Mentally cursing Tala, and the gang, for dragging him into this, Kai begun his search for a decent channel he and Tyson would both like.

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A.N.: It's fun writing in an animal perspective. Everything looks different in their eyes.