"There's nothing to, uh... to, uh... aw, what's the word I'm lookin for...?
Do."
Brian, Family Guy.
(Just something I got a kick out of.)
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Disclaimer: ... *Nanaki holds up two fingers... then starts to wave her arms around frantically, making weird facial expressions*
Yasuo: uh... two words... first word... is, uh... hmmm... uh... waves? coral? monkies? amoebas? uh... toast? money? water? fire? *anime sweatdrops*
Nanashi: *blinks*
Nanaki: *pretends to tie something up*
Yasuo: uh... bow! uh, tie? lasso? um, noose...? knot?
Nanaki: *nods*
Yasuo: Knot...? Oh, NOT!
Nanaki: *points at a clock, madly*
Yasuo: uh... minutes? Seconds? time!? *claps* Oh, hour!? Hours!
Nanaki: ^_^ *nods, clapping in delight*
Yasuo: NOT OURS!!! all of it, most likely...
Nanashi: ............. *anime sweatdrops* that's one way to do it...
Warnings: *Yasuo grins* and here I thought I was bad at Charades... *blinks* oh, warnings! Right... ahem, shounen-ai... and mild language, but that's about it.
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Mr. Taylor was watching the news. Looking bored. Why he watched the news was beyond him. It just got him worrying. Then Tristan's father saw something red once again walk past the door. So, the man glanced over, seeing Tristan's new cat. Akai, wasn't it?
The red kitten was pacing back and forth, in front of the small entrance. Actually pacing.
"Hey, what's wrong, little guy?"
Akai looked at him. For a second. Then went back to pacing. Waiting.
Mr. Taylor leaned over, tilting his head. "You miss Tristan, already? It's only been a half an hour."
The kitten looked at him, again. Then up at the clock. Akai sat there for a second. Then just went back to pacing, looking a little impatient.
"Here, kitty, kitty, kitty... Tristan'll be home soon... you have to wait." Then Mr. Taylor anime sweatdropped, as the kitten glared at him. Okay, the kitten didn't like being told what to do, apparently.
~~~***~~~
Kaiba sighed, as he sat down, staring intently at the door. Until an old saying went through his head.
"A watched pot never boils." Or in this case, "a watched door never has anyone come in."
Kaiba shook his head, and started pacing again. He was silently cursing that dog. That damn, evil no-good mongrel for taking his Tristan away.
Then Kaiba paused, realizing what he just considered Tristan.
His.
Thankful for his fur, Kaiba ducked his head, blushing darkly.
He looked up at the clock again. Thirty-five minutes now. Time went slow when you were waiting for someone. He was no longer as nervous as he was earlier. The TV's noise drowning out the thunder. But the TV was only playing the news.
Really depressing stuff. Kaiba scowled. How could people watch the news? All the news was good for was getting you good and depressed. And turning you into a worrier.
"And, now we'll take a look at the stockmarket..." the newswoman said, cheerfully.
Kaiba's ears perked up. He finally walked away from the door, looking up at the TV. He smiled inwardly seeing his corporation's stock appear on the screen.
Alright, his stock was up. Even with his absence.
~~~***~~~
Mr. Taylor anime sweatdropped, as Akai was now watching TV. The impatient kitten who was waiting for Tristan was now staring intently at the TV, his tail twitching a bit. At the stockmarket no less.
"Uhhh... buying, or selling, kitty?" he asked dryly.
The kitten shot him a look. Then went back to watching the TV.
After a few more moments of the stock market, the man yawned. "Well, that's boring..." he said, then changed the channel.
Only to get another glare from the kitten. Then Akai glanced at the TV, again. The Matrix was on. Well, what were the odds of that?
Mr. Taylor heard alot about this movie. Everyone had some pretty interesting things to say about it. So he decided to try and watch it for a bit.
And it looked like Akai had no objections.
~~~***~~~
"Wow..." Kaiba thought, staring at the graphics.
It wasn't the movie he was watching. It was the special effects. Half the time he was wondering how some scenes were managed like that. And the other half he was pondering about the technology that was used.
Technology had always fascinated him.
"I wonder if I can do that...?" Kaiba thought, watching the Neo character get some weird plug get inserted into the socket on the back of his head.
Hm, it was a possibility. With the right equipment, and some time, Kaiba was pretty sure he could pull off something like that.
Even better virtual reality than what he originally created.
Then the front foor opened. Kaiba perked up, and walked over to the door, peering around the corner. Then stared, as the brunette he was waiting for, was removing his coat, hanging it on a hook. His shirt clinging to him like a second skin.
Blankey standing next to him. She shook herself off, drenching Tristan even moreso. Tristan aimed a casual glare at this dog, who barked, almost innocently.
"You're lucky I let Akai get away with that, Blankey... and you're also lucky I've a softspot for animals..." he said, dryly. Then he looked towards the door, down at the bottom of the doorframe.
"Oh, hey Akai..." he said, shortly. Then blinked, as his kitten glared at him. And he turned and walked away.
Tristan blinked, again. Strange. It was almost like Akai was angry with him. Just for leaving? Tristan removed his shoes, and walked after the kitten. Who was now sitting in front of the TV, watching The Matrix.
Tristan glanced at his dad, "when did you start watching The Matrix?"
"Well, you kids kept raving about it... I want to see what the big deal is..."
"Mom won't let you in the room, huh?"
Tristan grinned, while his dad glared at him, half-heartedly. Then the younger man flopped down in the easychair.
"Tristan! You're getting the chair wet!"
"It's just rain, dad..."
"Is it wet?"
Tristan blinked, "huh?"
"Is it wet?"
"Uh... yeah?"
"Then it's getting the chair wet!
Tristan pursed his lips for a moment, then smiled, wryly. "Go to bed, dad... you have work tomorrow, remember?"
Mr. Taylor sighed, "fine, fine... but you're drying that chair off tomorrow..." he said, sternly. Tristan did a mock salute.
"Yessir... it'll be dry by morning... scout's honor..."
"Good." With that, the older man tossed the remote control to his son, and started for the stairs.
Tristan smiled as he caught the remote, then sat it aside. The brunette glanced at Akai. Who was staring very hard at the TV. Wow, it was like Akai was really, actually angry at him.
Tristan slid off the chair, crawling up to Akai, laying beside the kitten. "Hey... what's up?"
The kitten looked away, almost peevishly. Tristan raised an eyebrow.
"You're angry?"
The kitten continued to stare the other way.
Tristan pursed his lips, then shrugged. "Whatever I did, I'm sorry... mom step on your tail or something? Dad drop something on you? What?" he asked, confused.
Then kitten still avoided eyecontact with the brunette.
With a sigh, Tristan pulled himself to the other side of Akai, only to have the kitten look the other way. Tristan anime sweatdropped.
Yep. No way was this kitten average.
"Akai..."
Still no response. With a small roll of his eyes, Tristan brought his arm around the kitten, pulling him close, nuzzling the kitten, playfully.
Akai struggled to get out of the affectionate grasp. Then went still in defeat. It was kinda nice. Tristan smiled, stroking the kitten's chin with his finger.
"Forgive me?"
Akai aimed a small glare at him, then nuzzled Tristan in return. The brunette chuckled.
"I'll take that as a 'yes'."
~~~***~~~
Well, that was unexpected way to ask for forgiveness. Kaiba had blushed considerably, but it had felt really nice, so forgiveness seemed to be the only option.
"... Never leave me..." Kaiba thought, as he nuzzled the brunette. That lonely feeling only seemed stronger now that it returned while Kaiba wasn't lonely.
Then the CEO-turned-kitten anime sweatdropped. Tristan was soaking wet!
Kaiba then jumped out of his arms, shaking himself off, as well as he could. He wasn't as wet as after his bath, but he still hated the feeling of his fur clinging together, and weighing him down. Tristan blinked, then he grinned, rather devillishly.
"Oh... little Akai still hates water, hm?"
Kaiba blinked, then was grabbed by the brunette again.
"Hey!" the kitten thought in alarm. Then struggled, as he was hugged firmly, getting more damp in the process. Kaiba was torn between two choices. Stay in the warm embrace. Or get soaked.
Kaiba went with the latter, and struggled to get free. Unfortunately he was firmly in Tristan's arms, so Kaiba sighed in defeat, and accepted the warm, if not a little damp, hug.
Kaiba then looked up the brunette. No glaring, just a simple look. The CEO's heart picked up a bit. Everything felt right, as he gazed up at Tristan. It felt right to be in this place, in these arms. He felt like he belonged.
Tristan blinked, as the kitten stared at him, rather oddly. Tilting his head, Tristan lightly petted Akai's head.
"Anything wrong?" he asked, gently.
"No... not a thing," Kaiba thought.
Then Blankey walked over, panting. She wanted to play, too. So she licked the new kitten in the face. Kaiba's eyes widened in horror as the pink slobbery tongue just got him soaking in canine saliva, again! He hissed, and unsheathing his claws, swiped at the dog.
"DON'T DO THAT!" he shouted mentally at Blankey.
Tristan laughed, as his kitten glared at the dog, who trotted away, panting with triumph.
After a small yawn, Tristan examined his shirt. Still pretty wet. Not as cold as it used to be though. All of his clothes was still pretty damp. A warm kinda damp. A little uncomfortable.
So Tristan go to his feet, stretching. Then he reached for the remote, switching the TV off, then he walked to the doors, locking them. And then he started for the kitchen, turning the lights off. Blankey and Akai following him. Once at the stairs, Tristan picked up the red-haired kitten, since he learned his lesson, and carried Akai to his room.
Blankey following.
Once Tristan sat Kaiba on the bed, gently, the CEO-turned-kitten walked up to the pillow, curling up into a tight ball, his tail reaching his face.
Tristan smiled, faintly. "Cute..." he commented. The kitten opened one deep blue eye, watching him for a second. Then the eye closed again, sleepily. "Well, as much as I'd like to go to sleep right away, I need a shower."
Akai suddenly sat up, wide awake, watching Tristan almost intently. Tristan anime sweatdropped.
What was this kitten?
"Heh, uh... Blankey watch the little hentai, alright?" he muttered to the dog, cocking a thumb at the strangely perverted cat.
Akai dropped his head down, almost sheepishly. Blankey walked to the bed, and curled up on the rug beside the bed, watching the red-haired kitten intently. Earning a glare from the feline, in the process.
Tristan grinned, but nodded his approval and left, heading for the bathroom.
~~~***~~~
"I'm not hentai..." Kaiba thought, as he paced back and forth. Then he stopped, and sat down, tilting his head, thoughtfully. "Am I?"
Okay, maybe a bit.
Being this small with the human amount of hormones, that had to be the reason his mind was a little more... perverted, than when he was his normal species. It was the only explanation Kaiba could come up with. New size, same amount of hormones. Yes, that had to be it.
Kaiba yawned, then curled up on the bed, sleepily. Too tired. How did it go? Cats had to have eighteen hours of sleep, or so.
"Easily taken care of..." Kaiba thought, his eyes closing, slowly.
Then he was licked in the face, again!
Kaiba's eyes shot open, staring into the panting mouth of Blankey! Seeing that huge lolled out pink tongue, and feeling dog slobber on his face hit the very last of Kaiba's nerves.
"Alright! That's it, mutt!" Kaiba hissed.
Blankey seemed to catch onto the rage that the CEO-turned-kitten was emitting. She turned tail and flew from the room. Kaiba jumped off the bed, tumbling a bit, and started after the canine.
"GET BACK HERE!"
~~~***~~~
Tristan blinked, as he shut off the water, hearing barking, meowing, hissing, growling. And the occasional yelp and yowl.
Pulling on some sweatpants, and a t-shirt, Tristan unlocked the bathroom door, and headed towards the noise. He figured Blankey and Akai weren't in the 'friends' department, yet.
"Blankey... leave Akai..." Tristan anime sweatdropped, "alone?"
Blankey was standing on the coffeetable, while Akai was standing on the floor, leaping for the dog. All twenty claws unsheathed, and every single red strand of fur was on end, in pure anger. Blankey was whimpering, Akai hissing and growling at her, swinging his claws at her as he jumped.
The brunette scratched the back of his neck, staring at the scene.
With a shake of his head, he walked closer, scooping up his kitten in mid- jump; then he grabbed Blankey's collar.
"Down..." he said, firmly.
Blankey seemed to be satisfied that the insane cat was with her master now, so she obeyed. But made sure to stay at a safe distance from the kitten who seemed to have a problem with anger management.
Akai was swinging his claws at the dog, still growling and hissing.
Tristan anime sweatdropped again, "hey, settle down..."
Akai stopped, then slowly looked up at Tristan. Only to be looked at, with an eyebrow raised in question. Then the kitten ducked his head, almost in embarrassment.
Tristan laughed, and sat down on the couch's arm, lightly petting Blankey. "Told you to leave him alone..." he scolded the dog, affectionately. Then he glanced at the kitten in his arm, smiling warmly, "he's not average... too fiesty to be scared of a dog bigger than he is."
Akai continued to keep his head down. Blankey seemed a little indifferent, as she went back to inspecting the kitten. Then got a vicious glare, a paw raised, all claws out in the open, in a very threatening manner.
Pursing his lips, Tristan placed a hand on the kitten's paw, lowering the 'deadly weapon'. Then he smiled as he stood up.
"Right... well, I guess a shower wouldn't be a good idea... so, sleep, I guess."
Akai nodded. So they started back for Tristan's room.
He then sat the kitten on his bed, and pulled off his t-shirt. Then glanced at the kitten, just in case. He smiled faintly in amusement, as Akai was trying to occupy himself with a piece of thread from the blanket.
Tristan tossed the t-shirt aside, and crawled on the bed, laying beside the kitten. "You're still a hentai, Akai..." he teased.
Akai glared at him, then looked embarrassed and turned back to the thread.
"Don't worry... very few perverts can be cute at the same time..." he assured the cat, as he petted him, affectionately.
The compliment seemed to make the teasing more bearable, as Akai nuzzled Tristan's chin, purring softly. Tristan smiled.
~~~***~~~
It was quiet. Tristan just petting Kaiba, the room dimly lit with the warm glow of the lamp on the desk. And Blankey was sitting on the floor, staring at her master, and the angry kitten. a little curiously.
Kaiba glared at her. "Touch me, mutt, and I will make you regret it..." he thought. She was panting, almost looking amused. Which of course irritated Kaiba to no end.
Then he was pulled close, back into the warm embrace of the brunette. Kaiba instantly grew relaxed, that familiar scent, the warm body, the strong heartbeat. His eyes grew heavy. The whole relaxing thing only got easier with Tristan's assistance.
"G' night, Akai..." Tristan murmured, softly.
Kaiba mewed softly in response. Then smiled inwardly as he was pulled closer.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Nanaki: le drool!!! TO BE IN KAIBA'S SHOES!!!
Yasuo: ... Kaiba's not wearing shoes...
Nanaki: *anime sweatdrops* you know what I mean...
Yasuo: ... pervert...
Nanaki: *drools somemore* JUST IMAGINE A HALF-NAKED TRISTAN! AND GETTING TO LAY IN HIS ARMS!!! *squeals, then faints*
Yasuo: *looks down at Nanaki* ......... you're a weird one...
Nanashi: *blushing* ummm, right... I embarrass easily... and sorry for the long wait... had things to take care of... *bows in apology*
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Disclaimer: ... *Nanaki holds up two fingers... then starts to wave her arms around frantically, making weird facial expressions*
Yasuo: uh... two words... first word... is, uh... hmmm... uh... waves? coral? monkies? amoebas? uh... toast? money? water? fire? *anime sweatdrops*
Nanashi: *blinks*
Nanaki: *pretends to tie something up*
Yasuo: uh... bow! uh, tie? lasso? um, noose...? knot?
Nanaki: *nods*
Yasuo: Knot...? Oh, NOT!
Nanaki: *points at a clock, madly*
Yasuo: uh... minutes? Seconds? time!? *claps* Oh, hour!? Hours!
Nanaki: ^_^ *nods, clapping in delight*
Yasuo: NOT OURS!!! all of it, most likely...
Nanashi: ............. *anime sweatdrops* that's one way to do it...
Warnings: *Yasuo grins* and here I thought I was bad at Charades... *blinks* oh, warnings! Right... ahem, shounen-ai... and mild language, but that's about it.
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Mr. Taylor was watching the news. Looking bored. Why he watched the news was beyond him. It just got him worrying. Then Tristan's father saw something red once again walk past the door. So, the man glanced over, seeing Tristan's new cat. Akai, wasn't it?
The red kitten was pacing back and forth, in front of the small entrance. Actually pacing.
"Hey, what's wrong, little guy?"
Akai looked at him. For a second. Then went back to pacing. Waiting.
Mr. Taylor leaned over, tilting his head. "You miss Tristan, already? It's only been a half an hour."
The kitten looked at him, again. Then up at the clock. Akai sat there for a second. Then just went back to pacing, looking a little impatient.
"Here, kitty, kitty, kitty... Tristan'll be home soon... you have to wait." Then Mr. Taylor anime sweatdropped, as the kitten glared at him. Okay, the kitten didn't like being told what to do, apparently.
~~~***~~~
Kaiba sighed, as he sat down, staring intently at the door. Until an old saying went through his head.
"A watched pot never boils." Or in this case, "a watched door never has anyone come in."
Kaiba shook his head, and started pacing again. He was silently cursing that dog. That damn, evil no-good mongrel for taking his Tristan away.
Then Kaiba paused, realizing what he just considered Tristan.
His.
Thankful for his fur, Kaiba ducked his head, blushing darkly.
He looked up at the clock again. Thirty-five minutes now. Time went slow when you were waiting for someone. He was no longer as nervous as he was earlier. The TV's noise drowning out the thunder. But the TV was only playing the news.
Really depressing stuff. Kaiba scowled. How could people watch the news? All the news was good for was getting you good and depressed. And turning you into a worrier.
"And, now we'll take a look at the stockmarket..." the newswoman said, cheerfully.
Kaiba's ears perked up. He finally walked away from the door, looking up at the TV. He smiled inwardly seeing his corporation's stock appear on the screen.
Alright, his stock was up. Even with his absence.
~~~***~~~
Mr. Taylor anime sweatdropped, as Akai was now watching TV. The impatient kitten who was waiting for Tristan was now staring intently at the TV, his tail twitching a bit. At the stockmarket no less.
"Uhhh... buying, or selling, kitty?" he asked dryly.
The kitten shot him a look. Then went back to watching the TV.
After a few more moments of the stock market, the man yawned. "Well, that's boring..." he said, then changed the channel.
Only to get another glare from the kitten. Then Akai glanced at the TV, again. The Matrix was on. Well, what were the odds of that?
Mr. Taylor heard alot about this movie. Everyone had some pretty interesting things to say about it. So he decided to try and watch it for a bit.
And it looked like Akai had no objections.
~~~***~~~
"Wow..." Kaiba thought, staring at the graphics.
It wasn't the movie he was watching. It was the special effects. Half the time he was wondering how some scenes were managed like that. And the other half he was pondering about the technology that was used.
Technology had always fascinated him.
"I wonder if I can do that...?" Kaiba thought, watching the Neo character get some weird plug get inserted into the socket on the back of his head.
Hm, it was a possibility. With the right equipment, and some time, Kaiba was pretty sure he could pull off something like that.
Even better virtual reality than what he originally created.
Then the front foor opened. Kaiba perked up, and walked over to the door, peering around the corner. Then stared, as the brunette he was waiting for, was removing his coat, hanging it on a hook. His shirt clinging to him like a second skin.
Blankey standing next to him. She shook herself off, drenching Tristan even moreso. Tristan aimed a casual glare at this dog, who barked, almost innocently.
"You're lucky I let Akai get away with that, Blankey... and you're also lucky I've a softspot for animals..." he said, dryly. Then he looked towards the door, down at the bottom of the doorframe.
"Oh, hey Akai..." he said, shortly. Then blinked, as his kitten glared at him. And he turned and walked away.
Tristan blinked, again. Strange. It was almost like Akai was angry with him. Just for leaving? Tristan removed his shoes, and walked after the kitten. Who was now sitting in front of the TV, watching The Matrix.
Tristan glanced at his dad, "when did you start watching The Matrix?"
"Well, you kids kept raving about it... I want to see what the big deal is..."
"Mom won't let you in the room, huh?"
Tristan grinned, while his dad glared at him, half-heartedly. Then the younger man flopped down in the easychair.
"Tristan! You're getting the chair wet!"
"It's just rain, dad..."
"Is it wet?"
Tristan blinked, "huh?"
"Is it wet?"
"Uh... yeah?"
"Then it's getting the chair wet!
Tristan pursed his lips for a moment, then smiled, wryly. "Go to bed, dad... you have work tomorrow, remember?"
Mr. Taylor sighed, "fine, fine... but you're drying that chair off tomorrow..." he said, sternly. Tristan did a mock salute.
"Yessir... it'll be dry by morning... scout's honor..."
"Good." With that, the older man tossed the remote control to his son, and started for the stairs.
Tristan smiled as he caught the remote, then sat it aside. The brunette glanced at Akai. Who was staring very hard at the TV. Wow, it was like Akai was really, actually angry at him.
Tristan slid off the chair, crawling up to Akai, laying beside the kitten. "Hey... what's up?"
The kitten looked away, almost peevishly. Tristan raised an eyebrow.
"You're angry?"
The kitten continued to stare the other way.
Tristan pursed his lips, then shrugged. "Whatever I did, I'm sorry... mom step on your tail or something? Dad drop something on you? What?" he asked, confused.
Then kitten still avoided eyecontact with the brunette.
With a sigh, Tristan pulled himself to the other side of Akai, only to have the kitten look the other way. Tristan anime sweatdropped.
Yep. No way was this kitten average.
"Akai..."
Still no response. With a small roll of his eyes, Tristan brought his arm around the kitten, pulling him close, nuzzling the kitten, playfully.
Akai struggled to get out of the affectionate grasp. Then went still in defeat. It was kinda nice. Tristan smiled, stroking the kitten's chin with his finger.
"Forgive me?"
Akai aimed a small glare at him, then nuzzled Tristan in return. The brunette chuckled.
"I'll take that as a 'yes'."
~~~***~~~
Well, that was unexpected way to ask for forgiveness. Kaiba had blushed considerably, but it had felt really nice, so forgiveness seemed to be the only option.
"... Never leave me..." Kaiba thought, as he nuzzled the brunette. That lonely feeling only seemed stronger now that it returned while Kaiba wasn't lonely.
Then the CEO-turned-kitten anime sweatdropped. Tristan was soaking wet!
Kaiba then jumped out of his arms, shaking himself off, as well as he could. He wasn't as wet as after his bath, but he still hated the feeling of his fur clinging together, and weighing him down. Tristan blinked, then he grinned, rather devillishly.
"Oh... little Akai still hates water, hm?"
Kaiba blinked, then was grabbed by the brunette again.
"Hey!" the kitten thought in alarm. Then struggled, as he was hugged firmly, getting more damp in the process. Kaiba was torn between two choices. Stay in the warm embrace. Or get soaked.
Kaiba went with the latter, and struggled to get free. Unfortunately he was firmly in Tristan's arms, so Kaiba sighed in defeat, and accepted the warm, if not a little damp, hug.
Kaiba then looked up the brunette. No glaring, just a simple look. The CEO's heart picked up a bit. Everything felt right, as he gazed up at Tristan. It felt right to be in this place, in these arms. He felt like he belonged.
Tristan blinked, as the kitten stared at him, rather oddly. Tilting his head, Tristan lightly petted Akai's head.
"Anything wrong?" he asked, gently.
"No... not a thing," Kaiba thought.
Then Blankey walked over, panting. She wanted to play, too. So she licked the new kitten in the face. Kaiba's eyes widened in horror as the pink slobbery tongue just got him soaking in canine saliva, again! He hissed, and unsheathing his claws, swiped at the dog.
"DON'T DO THAT!" he shouted mentally at Blankey.
Tristan laughed, as his kitten glared at the dog, who trotted away, panting with triumph.
After a small yawn, Tristan examined his shirt. Still pretty wet. Not as cold as it used to be though. All of his clothes was still pretty damp. A warm kinda damp. A little uncomfortable.
So Tristan go to his feet, stretching. Then he reached for the remote, switching the TV off, then he walked to the doors, locking them. And then he started for the kitchen, turning the lights off. Blankey and Akai following him. Once at the stairs, Tristan picked up the red-haired kitten, since he learned his lesson, and carried Akai to his room.
Blankey following.
Once Tristan sat Kaiba on the bed, gently, the CEO-turned-kitten walked up to the pillow, curling up into a tight ball, his tail reaching his face.
Tristan smiled, faintly. "Cute..." he commented. The kitten opened one deep blue eye, watching him for a second. Then the eye closed again, sleepily. "Well, as much as I'd like to go to sleep right away, I need a shower."
Akai suddenly sat up, wide awake, watching Tristan almost intently. Tristan anime sweatdropped.
What was this kitten?
"Heh, uh... Blankey watch the little hentai, alright?" he muttered to the dog, cocking a thumb at the strangely perverted cat.
Akai dropped his head down, almost sheepishly. Blankey walked to the bed, and curled up on the rug beside the bed, watching the red-haired kitten intently. Earning a glare from the feline, in the process.
Tristan grinned, but nodded his approval and left, heading for the bathroom.
~~~***~~~
"I'm not hentai..." Kaiba thought, as he paced back and forth. Then he stopped, and sat down, tilting his head, thoughtfully. "Am I?"
Okay, maybe a bit.
Being this small with the human amount of hormones, that had to be the reason his mind was a little more... perverted, than when he was his normal species. It was the only explanation Kaiba could come up with. New size, same amount of hormones. Yes, that had to be it.
Kaiba yawned, then curled up on the bed, sleepily. Too tired. How did it go? Cats had to have eighteen hours of sleep, or so.
"Easily taken care of..." Kaiba thought, his eyes closing, slowly.
Then he was licked in the face, again!
Kaiba's eyes shot open, staring into the panting mouth of Blankey! Seeing that huge lolled out pink tongue, and feeling dog slobber on his face hit the very last of Kaiba's nerves.
"Alright! That's it, mutt!" Kaiba hissed.
Blankey seemed to catch onto the rage that the CEO-turned-kitten was emitting. She turned tail and flew from the room. Kaiba jumped off the bed, tumbling a bit, and started after the canine.
"GET BACK HERE!"
~~~***~~~
Tristan blinked, as he shut off the water, hearing barking, meowing, hissing, growling. And the occasional yelp and yowl.
Pulling on some sweatpants, and a t-shirt, Tristan unlocked the bathroom door, and headed towards the noise. He figured Blankey and Akai weren't in the 'friends' department, yet.
"Blankey... leave Akai..." Tristan anime sweatdropped, "alone?"
Blankey was standing on the coffeetable, while Akai was standing on the floor, leaping for the dog. All twenty claws unsheathed, and every single red strand of fur was on end, in pure anger. Blankey was whimpering, Akai hissing and growling at her, swinging his claws at her as he jumped.
The brunette scratched the back of his neck, staring at the scene.
With a shake of his head, he walked closer, scooping up his kitten in mid- jump; then he grabbed Blankey's collar.
"Down..." he said, firmly.
Blankey seemed to be satisfied that the insane cat was with her master now, so she obeyed. But made sure to stay at a safe distance from the kitten who seemed to have a problem with anger management.
Akai was swinging his claws at the dog, still growling and hissing.
Tristan anime sweatdropped again, "hey, settle down..."
Akai stopped, then slowly looked up at Tristan. Only to be looked at, with an eyebrow raised in question. Then the kitten ducked his head, almost in embarrassment.
Tristan laughed, and sat down on the couch's arm, lightly petting Blankey. "Told you to leave him alone..." he scolded the dog, affectionately. Then he glanced at the kitten in his arm, smiling warmly, "he's not average... too fiesty to be scared of a dog bigger than he is."
Akai continued to keep his head down. Blankey seemed a little indifferent, as she went back to inspecting the kitten. Then got a vicious glare, a paw raised, all claws out in the open, in a very threatening manner.
Pursing his lips, Tristan placed a hand on the kitten's paw, lowering the 'deadly weapon'. Then he smiled as he stood up.
"Right... well, I guess a shower wouldn't be a good idea... so, sleep, I guess."
Akai nodded. So they started back for Tristan's room.
He then sat the kitten on his bed, and pulled off his t-shirt. Then glanced at the kitten, just in case. He smiled faintly in amusement, as Akai was trying to occupy himself with a piece of thread from the blanket.
Tristan tossed the t-shirt aside, and crawled on the bed, laying beside the kitten. "You're still a hentai, Akai..." he teased.
Akai glared at him, then looked embarrassed and turned back to the thread.
"Don't worry... very few perverts can be cute at the same time..." he assured the cat, as he petted him, affectionately.
The compliment seemed to make the teasing more bearable, as Akai nuzzled Tristan's chin, purring softly. Tristan smiled.
~~~***~~~
It was quiet. Tristan just petting Kaiba, the room dimly lit with the warm glow of the lamp on the desk. And Blankey was sitting on the floor, staring at her master, and the angry kitten. a little curiously.
Kaiba glared at her. "Touch me, mutt, and I will make you regret it..." he thought. She was panting, almost looking amused. Which of course irritated Kaiba to no end.
Then he was pulled close, back into the warm embrace of the brunette. Kaiba instantly grew relaxed, that familiar scent, the warm body, the strong heartbeat. His eyes grew heavy. The whole relaxing thing only got easier with Tristan's assistance.
"G' night, Akai..." Tristan murmured, softly.
Kaiba mewed softly in response. Then smiled inwardly as he was pulled closer.
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Nanaki: le drool!!! TO BE IN KAIBA'S SHOES!!!
Yasuo: ... Kaiba's not wearing shoes...
Nanaki: *anime sweatdrops* you know what I mean...
Yasuo: ... pervert...
Nanaki: *drools somemore* JUST IMAGINE A HALF-NAKED TRISTAN! AND GETTING TO LAY IN HIS ARMS!!! *squeals, then faints*
Yasuo: *looks down at Nanaki* ......... you're a weird one...
Nanashi: *blushing* ummm, right... I embarrass easily... and sorry for the long wait... had things to take care of... *bows in apology*