AN: See, I'm back. You knew I wouldn't leave ya hangin'. Right? *cricket chirps* Ah well. And I got more reviews, yay! Reviews make me a very, very happy author type person, the more I get the more I know you like it and that helps inspire me get off my ass and get to typing. I have a procrastination problem *looks down shamefully*
****** = change in point of view
~*~*~* = time lapse
"Be true to the thought of the moment and avoid distraction"-Samurai Lapin
The cat's tail lashed with anticipation as her ivory teeth whipped though the night sky. Bijou's eyes were tightly shut as she waited for her death to come and prayed for it to be quick. I came to Paris looking for the ways of my old life..but it now seems that only death awaited me. As the cat's fangs came falling down, she could feel a rumbling through out it's body…the cat was purring. But the rumbling suddenly stopped and the pressure on Bijou's chest suddenly vanished. The sound of purring was now replaced with a loud screech of anger as Bijou quickly sat up and made a mad dash for under the porch of the Café di Musica. She's barely made under as the flashing green eyes met her own once again and jumped back just before the claws could dig into her. The cats screeched another battle cry and started to attempt to crawl under he porch, it's emerald eyes flashing with annoyance and anger. Suddenly a shadow crashed into the cats and a flash of something bright glinted in the moonlight and scent somewhat familiar to Bijou drifted toward her nose.
The cat gave a yelp of pain and leaped back into the light of a streetlamp. The cat was middle-aged, probably about five years or so with a slim figure and fine amber fur with stripes of deep brown stripes along her back and tail that now lashed furiously. She had a small cut on her left cheek, still fresh and still bleeding a bit and a gash on her right flank was now soaking the pavement with her blood, as it had just been inflicted. The cat had just been attacked, explaining how the paw had come off her chest and the rage filled screeches bijou had been hearing. The shadowy figure that had crashed into the cat now stood in front of Bijou at about her size with bright eyes. She backed away a bit as the figure poked his head under the porch *hiff hiff* They both sniffed each other and Bijou's eyes widened in recognition of what was before her: a hamster..but not any hamster and her heart began to beat even faster than it already was "Are you-" she began but her voice was drowned out by a outraged cry. The cat crouched snarling in mauish, the language of cats. The figure turned away from the white hamster and glared back at the feline. The hamster did not really understand the cat's language, as she didn't know his, but they both knew the Common Speech of movement and smell shared by all animals and he knew a challenge when he heard it. The cat flatted her ears even further so that it was near impossible to see them anymore and hissed in the Common "Who dares to attack?! What vermin dares to strike the race of the mau?! Come out you coward and face me so I may rip out your throat and send you back to the pit where you belong! Come out into the light you sniveling coward! Or does your kind so cowardly that it fears the light itself? Face me!" The hamster turned from Bijou and raced up the porch and leapt into the plain view of the streetlamp's light. He was a rather fine looking ham-ham with a healthy golden pelt shining dully in the pale streetlights with a black mask of fur covering his face leading to a thin strip of black fur that slid down to his tail like a trickle of oil. His whiskers were long and bristled with anger and his eyes were of the most unusual sort: a deep violet that now blazed like the pits of raging fires from the depths of Hell as he stared at his adversary. In his paws he held a brass handled steel sword that was twice the length he was and was tipped with cat blood. Emerald and violet eyes locked and neither made a sound staring at each other in a standoff, both frilled with a searing fury for the other. "A coward am I? I'll make you hack up those words like one of your putrid hairballs cat."
The cats lashed her tail once again "Better to hack up hairballs than to be fed your vile lies street rat" she growled back. "I shall make you rue the day you interrupted the hunt of the fiercest free cat in France!" "Glad to see you retain the famous feline humility" responded the hamster sarcastically. "Now then" he said with an air of confidence "Are you done spouting threats or are you going to actually going to do something worth paying attention to? If not, I'll forget going home and take my nap right here." A hiss sounded as the cat took a vicious swipe at him. The hamster dodged the attack and landed a few inches away "So you're finally ready for a scuffle eh kitty? Well that suits me fine!" He rushed at his enemy, his sword whistling as it sailed through the night air. It struck the ground, making a few sparks fly as she leapt away from the blow, then was almost instantly behind him, claws bared. Bijou's eyes widened as she saw the cat's claws rake deep across the hamster's shoulder, forcing ruby blood to slide down his back and the cats grinned in triumph. He stumbled a bit as he winced at both the blow and the fact that he'd made two mistakes a fighter should never make: he made the same exact assault twice and he'd given the cat a chance to predict his move and he silently cursed at his error. Another fluke like that and he'd have been sliced to ribbons. Well not again. "I hope you enjoyed your small win kitty, because it'll be your last!" "Don't flatter yourself. I wouldn't waste my true skills on a impudent mouse like you" " Well I should hope not, that would be insulting being as how you can't even get my species right" "Enough talk! Let's finish this" she said as she rushed at him once more "Gladly" He raced toward the attack and as he spotted the razor claws tear at him again, he grinned to himself I knew it, stupid cat he dove under the paw and under her driving his blade into her soft vulnerable stomach. The cat leapt back and screeched loudly, her face twisted in a mask of pain. "Damn you" she growled softly. The crouched on the sidewalk, panting heavily. That was no mere scratch like the last attacks. That one left a large gash in her stomach, something like that, along with the fact that she'd wasted most of her energy already with what had just happened and her nightly run. That hamster was still going strong despite his wound. He had the advantage, she was in serious trouble and he knew it. Look at that arrogant smirk on his face. Disgusting sewer rat, vile rodents plaguing the world with their..their..filth. Just you wait smart guy. She shakily rose to her feet raising her long tail for balance glancing back at the hamster staring and waiting to see if she would run or foolishly keep going. She jumped to a trash can, then to the roof of Café di Musica and made her way to the ally and to her human's home. As she stood on the roof's ledge she turned to the hamster with flattened ears "Don't think this is over vermin! This isn't over, not yet! I'll tear open your throat and feast on your blood! You and that albino lab rat! I'll kill you both and drive all your kind to the depths of Hell! You hear me?!" and with that she was gone.
The golden and ebony hamster sat on the city sidewalk panting heavily holding on to the stem of a nearby flower. He turned to Bijou. "You all right Bijou?" The white ham-ham blushed slightly and came slowly to him *ticky ticky* "Are….are you who I think you are?" "I'll gladly be whomever you wish for me to be if that's what you want but it would be a waste since I am who you think I am." Bijou gave a small smirk, yes, it could only be him. Only he lacked the sense to waste time on confusing questions "Machiavelli, you haven't changed one bit." "Would you have preferred Da Vinci? (AN: inside joke…stupid history class) And I told you Bijou, call me Mac." Bijou smiled at her old companion, now she knew at least one ham-ham from her life in Paris still remained. "So Bijou" said Mac "I thought you'd moved to Japan, what happened?" "I came back. For ze holidays with Maria to visit her uncle. I am zo glad to be back in Paris. I missed her lights and glamour, mere, pere. Mac shifted a bit closer to the white hamster "Did you- miss me?" "Don't be silly Machiavelli, of course I missed you" she said leaning beside him and giving him a very small hug so as to mind his wound. "Heh. Thanks Bijou. Where were you headed?" "I was on my way to see the family when well..you know." Well you'd better hurry, it's only a few minutes to sunrise. I know, I'll escort you!" He lept to his feat, then fell back down again "Shouldn't have gotten up so fast…." Bijou giggled and stood holding out her paw "I think you've done more than enough Mac. Come on, we'll escort each other, deal?" Her friend smiled as she helped him to his feat "Deal Bijou. Now let's go"