Weiß Kreuz does not belong to me. However, this story does and so do all events that occur. In fact, I DO own Neko-Aya. Get off my back, Johnny Cochran. I am eebil and po'. Y'ain't getting' any money from this doof. D

Ooh yeah. *cracks knuckles* Time for some mischief! Catboys, anyone? ^^

I'd appreciate some feedback and future ideas. After all, I am a crack- fiend who cannot write for cheese-sticks, and I'm depending on you geniuses to help me!

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The Adventures of Neko-Aya

~*~Prologue~*~

Aya sat up in his bed in the back of the flower shop. He wiped his eyes and closed the curtain above his bed. how he hated morning sunlight. It was all bright and.happy. Turning his head to his bedside table, he realized it was only 9:30 am. Aya emitted another almost silent yawn and shifted to his feet, wobbling to the bathroom in his half-asleep state. He was NOT a morning person.

"Why do I feel so. small.? Aya muttered to himself in his usual monotone voice. He stopped in front of the bathroom door and looked around the room, seeing that things seemed higher up- either that or he seemed a bit shorter than usual. Maybe he was just slouching. He shrugged off the thought and yawned once more. From the kitchen, he could smell Ken cooking some bacon and many other soon-to-be-destroyed food by-products.

Shrugging again, he walked into the bathroom and turned on the faint overhead light. Hm. a shower sounds good. He slipped off the only thing he was wearing, boxers, revealing his nice tight ass. Oh, and what a fine ass it was.

"Hey you. Shut up." Hey, I'm the narrator, I can say whatever I want! ". Whatever."

He proceeded to balance out the water temperature and realized his hands were extremely small, and extremely cute, I might add. He paused and blinked, lifting his paws up to view, getting a better look. Aya hopped over to the mirror and gasped.

"I have whiskers!" He slipped out a shriek. He pulled on one, seeing that they were anything but glue-ons or one of Ken's childish nighttime pranks. What the.?

Growling in confusion, he noticed pointed fuzzy ears at the top of his head. In the background of his reflection, a long, happy tail wiggled.

".." He stood for a good few minutes, waiting to wake up from this dream. Suddenly he gasped with horror.

"I. I'm a CAT!!!"



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Aya: I hate you, why are you always picking on me?

Jessi: Because you're cute.

Aya: Why am I always the focus of your shenanigans?!

Jessi: Because you're cute.

Aya: WHY DID I HAVE TO BE A CAT?! Why not a wolf or tiger.

Jessi: Or giraffe?

Aya: Or giraffe.

Jessi: Cats are cute, that's why.

Aya: And you're the devil.

Ken: Aww.I like it! Pet the kitty. ^_______^ *pulls on Aya's fuzzy ears*

Aya: Die.