Aisubeki Neko, Nani!
"Some Lessons are learned through experinces. Some are learned from caring friends."
This story is dedicated to my late friend Liz who died from the abuse and my grandmother Mary.
Humor is emotional chaos remembered in tranquility.
Chapter Two- Nani! Kyo!
I told you that I will start at the beginning. But what is the beginning? When I was born? My first mishape? Or when I first noticed the power? Maybe when I first met my little Aisubeki Kyo. Well you see. Kyo told me he was once human, but at age five he was cursed to be a cat. His parents didn't know how to react and they kick the poor kitten out of the house. My dear orange cat. Kyo.
I was walking to the market when I saw the starving cat. At first I ignored it. But the poor thing was still in the alley when I came back. It was a bright orange color. It sounded as if it was moaning in pain and hunger. "Here little kitty." I called out softly. It came closer to me. It rubbed against my hand in the alley, looking and begging for some of the food in my bags. I felt like I couldn't just leave it there so I put it in my purse to take home. Akito was going to have a fit but I didn't care. I love cats and I couldn't just leave the poor thing there.
When I got home I put the orange cat in my room and quickly put the dishes away. Akito is very ill and was sleeping in his room and my mother was at work. My dear kind mother, can you forgive me for all I've done? I guess this is very confusing. It is confusing for me. Maybe you can make sence of all this? Maybe your right next to me right now cheering me up? But then again your someone I made up. We probly will never met or see each other. I proply will never know your name. But you know mine.
I had dinner ready for Akito and took it up to him. I had to hand feed him, he was that ill today. He had a glare in his eyes like he knew I had that orange cat in my room who was feeding on milk on this very second. My hands were shaking as I fed my step-father. "Tohru, did you do something?" He demanded. I studdered "N-no." and got up to leave and do the dishes. he glared at me as I left. I was lucky that he was sick. Not that I'd wish sickness on anyone!
I cleaned up the house and went to my room. I gave the cat a pice of meat and a pice of apple from my dinner. I petted the cat, it siften from my touch but slowly relaxed. "I hope I can keep you. You'll be my only friend. But what to call you?" I thought out loud to the cat but mostly to myself. Then it talked. "Call me Kyo." I blinked and looked at it. "Did you just talked?" It rolled it's eyes. "Ya, I talk. Look, thanks." All I remember about that month was that I talked to Kyo and learned about him and that Akito was sick. But after that.
"You Bitch!" Akito yelled and slapped my face. "How dare you hid a filthy cat in your room!" He yanged my hair. I never wanted to hate anyone. But I hated him every time he hit me. My mom helped clean up my bruses and convince Akito to let me keep Kyo. But my mom didn't yell at him for hitting me. I didn't blame her. He was rich and kept good care of us.
Funny had better be sad somewhere. -Jerry Lewis
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