Boy as Cat
chapter 5
The Sun
Tomorro was the day. The day he would just slip out of the girls, Hitomis, life and back into his new reality.
He had during the last couple of days, come to the conclusion that he had to lurn to accept himself as a cat and
somehow lurn to live a tolerable life as one.
He would NEVER give up on looking for a cure for this curse he was under. But he would and had to lurn to accept reality and
the fact that the chanses of geting back his human life where slim at best.
He was lying on the windowsill with one paw of the edge. The day was warm and damp in a way that sucked all his energy right out of
him.
He looked out the window and up at the cloudy sky. It wasen't a sunny day, just a warm one.
How can it be this hot and clammy when it's not evan midday yet?
Tired eyes sweapt over the room he was in. Was there nothing in this flat that could eas his suffering?
He was looking at the water bowl. How many times had he staired at it this morning? He'd lost count.
It was filled with luke warm water. He diden't evan need to tast it to know.
It wasen't evan new for today, it was the same water that had been put there two days ago.
When the Hitomi girl remembered to fill the water bowl, you had to drink as much as you could right then and ther.
Who know when she would remember the next time?
One lurned to drink stale water but what he would have given for some nice freash ice tea. The kind that you made yourself, or
if you came from Van's background, your cook made. It was darker then the powder version and had a much richer tast. Harsher, yes.
But it made the taist more complet.
Van smiled happily. He could nearly hear the ice cracking as it floted in the glas of ice tea in his mind.
This was no good. Now he was imagening things and having strange fantasies about ice.
Hitomi had left about half an hour ago, after a phone call from her working place. Something urgent it seamed, that only she would
handle. She had frowned while talking and then gone in and changed into the coolest (as in not warm) clouthing she
would find. Nearly everything white and nothing tight. She had raidiated irritation on being forced out of her relativly cool
flat during some of the warmest hour of the day.
Van fealt sorry for who ever it was that was at falt for this. Heads would role, as they say.
Jumping down and walking over the room fealt like a living hell. Why did cats have so much fur and why couldn't he
just get it all shaven of? There was cat hairs all over the place, but it just did'nt fall of fast enuf.
In the bathroom he jumped up into the sink. With his head he forced the handle up so that the water started to pore.
God, he was in paradice! The cold water crashed into him and in seconds he was no longer warm. His mind fealt like was climbing back into
his mind again. He could think again!
Time to shut of the water again. He was freazing. Jumping out of the sink he put his paw down on the handle and the water stoped.
So, what would he do the remaning hours of the day? He was bored out of his mind. He had been so for days.
He shock himself a bit to try to get some of the water of his body.
He was allready getting warm again and with the warmth came being tired.
Being a cat made you lazy. He had gotten use to this over the last couple of days. As a cat, he was only really interested in
moving if he was hungry or interested in something. Fealt like he was 14 again. Sleep, eat, complane, sleep, eat, eat, "hang out", eat, sleep.
That was like any of his usual days since he moved in with Hitomi. He could see no diffrens between now and when he was a young teen.
He had walked over into HItomi's bedroom. It was a nice room and the coolest in the house. Strainge that he hadn't notest that
urlier. He padded over to the bed and jumped up into the big, soft, bed.
Stretching once he lay down and fell to sleep.
It was not until quite late that evning that Hitomi finaly came home. It had been a day of pure hell at work.
Some idiot had done something wrong, then tryed to fix it. They way he had "fixed" it had made it seam that the thing that was
broken was working and this had given the result that the problem had multiplied for everytime that it came in contact with
the things around it. Giving a nightmare that only she could fix. She was the only one that understod the hole process and
could therefor see and find the error, fix it, then trace all the multiple extra errors and do the same to them.
The only thing she wanted now was sleep. Lots and lots of it.
She pulled of her shose with her feet and left them there, beside the door.
She diden't bother putting on the lights in her bedroom. Lettign the door stay open, enuf light came in from the corridore so
that she could move around without any problems.
The cute litle cat that she liked to call "Sweety", was lying on her bed, fast asleep.
She changed into a big white T-shirt that stopped halfway up her thigh. It was cooler then what she usually wore.
Slipping into bed, she was careful not to wake the cat. It looked so cute where it lay. The bandidge on the paw would have to be changed
again. It had nealy fallen of and you could see the cut under it. Still red but on it's way to get completly healed.
There was something he had to do. Something importent. But what?
His mind was still all mushy from sleep and he really did'nt whant to wake up. It was so nice and warm where he was lying.
His muscles where hurting. But that was just him turning into a cat. He could allready feel body growing. This happend every night, so it
couldn't be that. What was it?
As his braine stared to register the intense pain and his body whent into a light spasm, he remembered. Hitomi! Where was Hitomi? He should have
woken up hours ago and be hiding by now.
He could feel someone move away from him on the bed and scream.
"Well that answers my question about where Hitomi was..." Was the last ting that whent true his mind befor he stopped thinking all togheter and
just focuse on the pain.
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Well, that was long... I usually do the chapters about 800 words but this chapter is 1185 words! So that one person that's
been begging me to do longer chapters got her will on this one. Happy?
The reason why I don't do longer chapters is because of the writing stile I do. It takes more time to write like this then to
write the way most people write fics that I read. I'm not saying that mine's better, mind you. Just that it takes more time.
To be completly honest with you, I don't know how to write any other way then this. I write stories in swedish the same as in english.
I might be a bit faster when writing swedish, so if you whant the chapters any longer or faster then this, you will have to lurn swedish and I'll write the rest of
them in swedish for you ;)
I have a the moment a cold. It is preventing me to sleep and it's the real reason why I decided to write this chapter in the dead of
night. Due to lack of sleep and the inability to hear and speak proporly, this chapter probably has grammer and spelling that
would give my dear old english teacher a heart attack. I'm at the moment to tired to run a spell check in word so you guys
will just have to live with it.
I have allready had chicken nudle soupe and lots of fluids, tea with milk and hunny, you name it. If anyone els has any great cures
for colds, pleas mail them to me at avihenda@yahoo.com I'm getting a bit desperate.
Well, that's all from me. I'm going to try to get some sleep now.
chapter 5
The Sun
Tomorro was the day. The day he would just slip out of the girls, Hitomis, life and back into his new reality.
He had during the last couple of days, come to the conclusion that he had to lurn to accept himself as a cat and
somehow lurn to live a tolerable life as one.
He would NEVER give up on looking for a cure for this curse he was under. But he would and had to lurn to accept reality and
the fact that the chanses of geting back his human life where slim at best.
He was lying on the windowsill with one paw of the edge. The day was warm and damp in a way that sucked all his energy right out of
him.
He looked out the window and up at the cloudy sky. It wasen't a sunny day, just a warm one.
How can it be this hot and clammy when it's not evan midday yet?
Tired eyes sweapt over the room he was in. Was there nothing in this flat that could eas his suffering?
He was looking at the water bowl. How many times had he staired at it this morning? He'd lost count.
It was filled with luke warm water. He diden't evan need to tast it to know.
It wasen't evan new for today, it was the same water that had been put there two days ago.
When the Hitomi girl remembered to fill the water bowl, you had to drink as much as you could right then and ther.
Who know when she would remember the next time?
One lurned to drink stale water but what he would have given for some nice freash ice tea. The kind that you made yourself, or
if you came from Van's background, your cook made. It was darker then the powder version and had a much richer tast. Harsher, yes.
But it made the taist more complet.
Van smiled happily. He could nearly hear the ice cracking as it floted in the glas of ice tea in his mind.
This was no good. Now he was imagening things and having strange fantasies about ice.
Hitomi had left about half an hour ago, after a phone call from her working place. Something urgent it seamed, that only she would
handle. She had frowned while talking and then gone in and changed into the coolest (as in not warm) clouthing she
would find. Nearly everything white and nothing tight. She had raidiated irritation on being forced out of her relativly cool
flat during some of the warmest hour of the day.
Van fealt sorry for who ever it was that was at falt for this. Heads would role, as they say.
Jumping down and walking over the room fealt like a living hell. Why did cats have so much fur and why couldn't he
just get it all shaven of? There was cat hairs all over the place, but it just did'nt fall of fast enuf.
In the bathroom he jumped up into the sink. With his head he forced the handle up so that the water started to pore.
God, he was in paradice! The cold water crashed into him and in seconds he was no longer warm. His mind fealt like was climbing back into
his mind again. He could think again!
Time to shut of the water again. He was freazing. Jumping out of the sink he put his paw down on the handle and the water stoped.
So, what would he do the remaning hours of the day? He was bored out of his mind. He had been so for days.
He shock himself a bit to try to get some of the water of his body.
He was allready getting warm again and with the warmth came being tired.
Being a cat made you lazy. He had gotten use to this over the last couple of days. As a cat, he was only really interested in
moving if he was hungry or interested in something. Fealt like he was 14 again. Sleep, eat, complane, sleep, eat, eat, "hang out", eat, sleep.
That was like any of his usual days since he moved in with Hitomi. He could see no diffrens between now and when he was a young teen.
He had walked over into HItomi's bedroom. It was a nice room and the coolest in the house. Strainge that he hadn't notest that
urlier. He padded over to the bed and jumped up into the big, soft, bed.
Stretching once he lay down and fell to sleep.
It was not until quite late that evning that Hitomi finaly came home. It had been a day of pure hell at work.
Some idiot had done something wrong, then tryed to fix it. They way he had "fixed" it had made it seam that the thing that was
broken was working and this had given the result that the problem had multiplied for everytime that it came in contact with
the things around it. Giving a nightmare that only she could fix. She was the only one that understod the hole process and
could therefor see and find the error, fix it, then trace all the multiple extra errors and do the same to them.
The only thing she wanted now was sleep. Lots and lots of it.
She pulled of her shose with her feet and left them there, beside the door.
She diden't bother putting on the lights in her bedroom. Lettign the door stay open, enuf light came in from the corridore so
that she could move around without any problems.
The cute litle cat that she liked to call "Sweety", was lying on her bed, fast asleep.
She changed into a big white T-shirt that stopped halfway up her thigh. It was cooler then what she usually wore.
Slipping into bed, she was careful not to wake the cat. It looked so cute where it lay. The bandidge on the paw would have to be changed
again. It had nealy fallen of and you could see the cut under it. Still red but on it's way to get completly healed.
There was something he had to do. Something importent. But what?
His mind was still all mushy from sleep and he really did'nt whant to wake up. It was so nice and warm where he was lying.
His muscles where hurting. But that was just him turning into a cat. He could allready feel body growing. This happend every night, so it
couldn't be that. What was it?
As his braine stared to register the intense pain and his body whent into a light spasm, he remembered. Hitomi! Where was Hitomi? He should have
woken up hours ago and be hiding by now.
He could feel someone move away from him on the bed and scream.
"Well that answers my question about where Hitomi was..." Was the last ting that whent true his mind befor he stopped thinking all togheter and
just focuse on the pain.
------ @ -------- @ --------
Well, that was long... I usually do the chapters about 800 words but this chapter is 1185 words! So that one person that's
been begging me to do longer chapters got her will on this one. Happy?
The reason why I don't do longer chapters is because of the writing stile I do. It takes more time to write like this then to
write the way most people write fics that I read. I'm not saying that mine's better, mind you. Just that it takes more time.
To be completly honest with you, I don't know how to write any other way then this. I write stories in swedish the same as in english.
I might be a bit faster when writing swedish, so if you whant the chapters any longer or faster then this, you will have to lurn swedish and I'll write the rest of
them in swedish for you ;)
I have a the moment a cold. It is preventing me to sleep and it's the real reason why I decided to write this chapter in the dead of
night. Due to lack of sleep and the inability to hear and speak proporly, this chapter probably has grammer and spelling that
would give my dear old english teacher a heart attack. I'm at the moment to tired to run a spell check in word so you guys
will just have to live with it.
I have allready had chicken nudle soupe and lots of fluids, tea with milk and hunny, you name it. If anyone els has any great cures
for colds, pleas mail them to me at avihenda@yahoo.com I'm getting a bit desperate.
Well, that's all from me. I'm going to try to get some sleep now.