BAKARA!
Sephiroth was walking down the street, his gang of goggling girls all staring at him as he made his early morning rounds. The sky was just beginning to lighten but it had become a well known thing that Sephiroth took a long walk completely through New Mideel at dawn. He found it soothing to have the streets to himself, though the echo of his footsteps hurt somewhere in his soul. The deep forest surrounding Mideel was in full blow summer and birds were just beginning to wake for the day, their joyous peeps breaking the silence.
A different sound broke the silence then, a loud barking coming down the street at full tilt. Sephiroth lifted his eyes from the street, seeing a dog chasing something small and very afraid. Sephiroth watched as the little grey streak passed him then the large dog. The streak darted under some stairs, the only hiding place the tiny kitten could find, but it wasn't good enough, for the dog was scrambling under the stairs to get at the kitten. Sephiroth made his way over, grabbing the dog by the scruff of the neck and pulling it away, holding it at arm's length as he reached under the stairs and deftly snatched up the spitting and hissing kitten. He got bitten viciously for his effort, but he kept hold of the kitten, pulling it out and stuffing it into his coat, turning loose the dog.
The stupid canine scrabbled at the stairs, barking and trying to get the kitten it thought was still there but Sephiroth held the squirming bundle against his chest as he carried it back to the hospital. He stepped inside, closing the door behind him. Layla was sitting at the desk at that time, reading a romance novel. Hearing the door close, she looked up.
"Joseph! What happened to your hand?!" she gasped, getting to her feet as Sephiroth reached into his coat with his injured hand and brought out the kitten.
"Dog was chasing it," Sephiroth said shortly, plopping it on the desk.
Layla almost swooned, "Its so adorable!" she bubbled, reaching out to pet the kitten but the grey furred little beast hissed.
Sephiroth stared at the kitten, watching it as it collected its dignity, but hissed at anyone that came near it. He finally recognized its behavior as his own. The kitten stayed on the desk, fearful of any touch, lest it be a harmful one, but it still tried to look strong and self sufficient. "-Joseph!" Layla interrupted his thoughts.
Blinking, he looked at her. "I asked if you were going to keep it," Layla repeated.
Sephiroth pondered for a long moment, remembering the doctor's words and how much the kitten reminded him of himself. "Yes," he answered finally.
Layla smiled brightly, "That's so sweet of you!" Sephiroth felt disgusted. Reaching over, he picked up the kitten again and went into the other room. His hand was already healed, he simply washed the blood off after setting the kitten on a bed. Going over, he sat on the bed as well, leaving the kitten at the foot of the bed. Sephiroth stared off into space, his fingers occasionally twitching where he had his hand on the bed beside his thigh.
He pulled his hand away from a sharp pricking on his fingers but found tiny paws trying to drag his hand back to be chewed on by a grey face with large multi-colored eyes set just below bat-like ears. Sephiroth twitched his hand somewhat and found that that was what had attracted the kitten's attention. The kitten attacked him over and over as he moved his hand around on the bed and under the covers, wiggling his fingers. After only a few moment, he found himself smiling with true amusement at the tiny non-intelligent creature's antics.
Sephiroth was walking down the street, his gang of goggling girls all staring at him as he made his early morning rounds. The sky was just beginning to lighten but it had become a well known thing that Sephiroth took a long walk completely through New Mideel at dawn. He found it soothing to have the streets to himself, though the echo of his footsteps hurt somewhere in his soul. The deep forest surrounding Mideel was in full blow summer and birds were just beginning to wake for the day, their joyous peeps breaking the silence.
A different sound broke the silence then, a loud barking coming down the street at full tilt. Sephiroth lifted his eyes from the street, seeing a dog chasing something small and very afraid. Sephiroth watched as the little grey streak passed him then the large dog. The streak darted under some stairs, the only hiding place the tiny kitten could find, but it wasn't good enough, for the dog was scrambling under the stairs to get at the kitten. Sephiroth made his way over, grabbing the dog by the scruff of the neck and pulling it away, holding it at arm's length as he reached under the stairs and deftly snatched up the spitting and hissing kitten. He got bitten viciously for his effort, but he kept hold of the kitten, pulling it out and stuffing it into his coat, turning loose the dog.
The stupid canine scrabbled at the stairs, barking and trying to get the kitten it thought was still there but Sephiroth held the squirming bundle against his chest as he carried it back to the hospital. He stepped inside, closing the door behind him. Layla was sitting at the desk at that time, reading a romance novel. Hearing the door close, she looked up.
"Joseph! What happened to your hand?!" she gasped, getting to her feet as Sephiroth reached into his coat with his injured hand and brought out the kitten.
"Dog was chasing it," Sephiroth said shortly, plopping it on the desk.
Layla almost swooned, "Its so adorable!" she bubbled, reaching out to pet the kitten but the grey furred little beast hissed.
Sephiroth stared at the kitten, watching it as it collected its dignity, but hissed at anyone that came near it. He finally recognized its behavior as his own. The kitten stayed on the desk, fearful of any touch, lest it be a harmful one, but it still tried to look strong and self sufficient. "-Joseph!" Layla interrupted his thoughts.
Blinking, he looked at her. "I asked if you were going to keep it," Layla repeated.
Sephiroth pondered for a long moment, remembering the doctor's words and how much the kitten reminded him of himself. "Yes," he answered finally.
Layla smiled brightly, "That's so sweet of you!" Sephiroth felt disgusted. Reaching over, he picked up the kitten again and went into the other room. His hand was already healed, he simply washed the blood off after setting the kitten on a bed. Going over, he sat on the bed as well, leaving the kitten at the foot of the bed. Sephiroth stared off into space, his fingers occasionally twitching where he had his hand on the bed beside his thigh.
He pulled his hand away from a sharp pricking on his fingers but found tiny paws trying to drag his hand back to be chewed on by a grey face with large multi-colored eyes set just below bat-like ears. Sephiroth twitched his hand somewhat and found that that was what had attracted the kitten's attention. The kitten attacked him over and over as he moved his hand around on the bed and under the covers, wiggling his fingers. After only a few moment, he found himself smiling with true amusement at the tiny non-intelligent creature's antics.
