A/N: Day eleven, and today's theme is; Each person has a spirit animal that can lead them to their soulmate. Should be fun ^-^

Stupid Cat

"Kenma, don't you want the catnip?" Hinata waved the ball of aforementioned cat bait back and forth in front of the spotted black and gold cat in front of him, frowning in annoyance. The stupid cat had been under this house for the past thirty minutes, and no matter what Hinata tried to get him out, nothing worked. He knew the animal couldn't stay under there forever, considering it was his spirit animal and was forced to be no more than a few feet away from him at all times, but still, how long did the damn thing plan to stay under there?

"Kenmaaaa, come on!" he whined, sitting back on his heels and waving the catnip in front of the cat's nose insistently. "Yummy, yummy catnip. Don't you want it, boy?"

The cat ignored him, sitting back and scratching at its left ear, studying him with intelligent amber eyes. Hinata let out a loud, exasperated groan and fell back on his side in the dirt, tossing the catnip to the side. They'd been walking to the park on a sunny summer morning when all of a sudden, Kenma's ears perked up, and he sprinted under the porch of a nearby house with no warning. Luckily, Hinata had had some catnip on him—the stupid cat made a habit of misbehaving, so he tended to carry it with him everywhere—but even that hadn't worked this time.

Rolling onto his back, Hinata stared up at the sun with a miserable expression. "Kenmmaaa, pleeeaassssse," he begged, closing his eyes and scrunching his face up with an annoyed sigh. "It's hot and I want to go home already." He opened one eye to shoot a traitorous look at the lounging cat. "I bet you're nice and comfy there in the shade, you little jerk."

He pushed himself, propping his elbow on one knee and watching Kenma with a glare. "When I get my hands on you, you're gonna get it, you little—" Without warning, something swooped down from above and dive-bombed Hinata's head. He screeched and covered his arms as it flapped around him, cawing. "What the heck! A bird?!"

Hinata pushed himself to his feet, backing against a wall and swatting at the bird, who kept swooping down at him with its claws. His owner's danger seemed to finally drive Kenma into action, and he leaped out from under the house and skittered up Hinata's arm to rest on his shoulder, hissing, and swatted at the bird. Hinata watched the thing flutter around, panting, wincing as he noticed that his hands and face were covered in small cuts from the bird's beak and claws. Where had it come from, anyway?

He gave a small cry as the bird—a crow, Hinata thought—dove again, though Kenma managed to scare it off once again. But the bird didn't seem to be giving up and continued circling them like a vulture, dark eyes studying them with a scary level of intelligence. Right as it was diving again and Hinata was covering his face to avoid further damage, a voice called out of nowhere: "Oi, you stupid bird, what the hell are you doing?!"

Hinata's head whipped around to see a tall dark-haired boy standing a few feet away. As he watched, the boy held out an arm, and the crow flew to it, landing on the crook of his elbow with a caw. The boy looked up at him, and Hinata flinched away from his dark blue gaze, a feeling of intimidation creeping over him. He pushed himself away from the wall, Kenma still on his shoulder, as the boy moved closer. "Sorry about that. I don't know what got into him. He's never done anything like that before."

"It's okay." Hinata winced, holding up a hand to see blood sliding down between his ring and middle finger. "Ow..."

"Oh, he clawed you?" The boy shot a glare at the bird, boxing it on the back and earning a caw of protest and a fluttering of wings in return. "You stupid piece of poultry. Worst spirit animal ever." Shaking the crow off, which retreated to the low-hanging branch of a nearby tree, he reached into his pocket, searching for something. Hinata watched as he produced a bandage, ripping it open and grabbing Hinata's hand, spreading his finger apart gently.

"Here." He spread the bandage carefully across the cut, pressing it down at both ends and pulling away, crumpling up the wrapper and sticking it back in his pocket. "Sorry that he did that to you. Dumb bird's got anger issues today, I guess."

"It's fine," Hinata said with a light laugh. "My cat's the same way, for some reason. Thanks for the band-aid!" He pressed the corners of the bandage down with a smile as Kenma nuzzled him under the chin, causing him to laugh and nudge him away. The cat jumped to the ground and looked up at the boy curiously, prowling over to him on light feet and rubbing up against his legs.

The boy bent down to pet him, glancing up at Hinata. "I'm Kageyama Tobio, by the way. And that nuisance of a crow over there is Kuroo."

"I'm Hinata Shōyō, and that's Kenma. Nice to meet you!" Hinata knelt beside Kageyama, stroking Kenma behind the ears, and glanced up at Kageyama with a smile. "So why did your bird attack me? Do I look like a stray french fry or something?"

Kageyama laughed, scratching a purring Kenma under the chin. "No. I don't know why he did that. Maybe he likes you or something."

"That's certainly an odd way to show it," Hinata chuckled. He and Kageyama stared at each for a moment, smiling. Eventually, Kageyama pushed himself to a standing position, adjusting a bag that was draped over his shoulder. "I should probably get going. Kuroo!" At his name, the crow took off from the branch to seat himself on Kageyama's left shoulder. "I'll see you around, Hinata," Kageyama said with a wave.

Hinata beamed. "Okay! Bye!" He waved, intending to turn around, but Kenma sprinted past him, taking a flying leap and landing on Kageyama's back, clawing his way into the boy's bag and burrowing deep inside it. Kageyama raised an arm to look down at the cat with a raised eyebrow as Hinata blushed. "Kenma! Get out of there!" He ran to Kageyama's side and glared at the cat scoldingly. "I mean it, Kenma! Get out of there right now!"

The ginger let out a frustrated growl as the cat ignored him, burrowing deeper into the bowels of the bag with a contented purr. "I'm sorry about this, Kageyama! He's being really bad today for some reason."

Kageyama waved a hand dismissively. "It's fine. After all, earlier, Kuroo did the same—" Suddenly, the bird, as if spurred into action by his name, took flight, circling Hinata and landing on top of his head, causing the boy to let out a panicked squeak. "U-uh, K-K-Kageyama? H-he's on— he's o-on my h-h-head. W-what do I d-do?"

"Kuroo, what the hell's gotten into you today?! What is it about him that—" Kageyama paused. His eyes slowly shifted from Kuroo—who was still perched on a terrified Hinata's head—down to Kenma, who was looking up at him with narrowed amber eyes, buried happily in his bag, and finally at Hinata himself, who was sweating nervously, brown eyes pointed upwards, as if trying to catch a glimpse of the crow making a nest out of his hair.

"Oi, Hinata." He glanced up at him sharply, eyes narrowed in determination. "I know we just met, but come home with me, okay?"

Hinata blinked. "Um... what?" Before he could comprehend what was happening, Kageyama had scooped him up under his arm and started towing him down the street like a stuffed animal. "Ah, Kageyama, what the heck?! Put me dooowwwwn! Kenma, help me!"

Kenma opened one eye to blink up at Hinata before closing it again and settling back down in Kageyama's bag. "AHHH, KENMA, YOU WORTHLESS FELINE! Kageyammmmaaaa, you nutcase, put me down!" Hinata's protests slowly grew quieter and quieter until he was left pouting silently. "This sucks. Kidnapped and attacked by a crow in the same day? Kenma, you're the worst cat ever."

A/N: I kind of want to do a continuation of this tbh XD It was so fun to write, especially Kageyama scooping Hinata up like a sack of flower and just walking off with him at the end, no questions asked :p That boy knows what's up. Anyway, hope you guys liked this chapter. It was probably my favorite one to write so far XD