Haru arrived at home out of breath and more than slightly embarrassed. Why does he hate me already? It must be because I'm a first year. I shouldn't have been so up front.
She took off her shoes leaving them by the door, and headed off to the kitchen to make herself something to eat.
Yuki Souma turned to Kyou, "What was that all about? She saw you as a cat?"
Kyou's temper flared, he knew Yuki was only trying to get a rise out of him but he was already angry about being so stupid in the first place, "She wasn't watching where she was going, okay?"
"I can't believe you're so stupid, you could have had to have her memory erased!" Yuki sighed, "It's a miracle she didn't figure it out."
You're telling me... she even heard me swearing at the top of my lungs. It was so weird though, she acted like it was completely normal to hear a cat talking. Maybe she is just that out of it... Kyou looked fondly over at Tooru.
"Kyou?" Yuki said in mock concern, "Are you not feeling well? Or do I need to insult you again to make it through your thick skull?"
"Alright already! At least she thought I was cute, I'm sure if she saw a rat running around she'd try and squash you with a broom! She'd be shrieking at the sight of you."
"Oh, and I suppose you're one to talk about people screaming when they saw you transform?"
"That's it!" Yuki reeled backward, trying to dodge Kyou's fist. He touched his hand to his mouth and looked up, wide eyed.
"You... you hit me."
Kyou looked just as surprised and stood starting at his own fist. "I... I guess... I did..." Quickly the orange haired boy gained his composure and spat back at Yuki, "It serves you right, too, you damn rat! Never talk like that, ever!"
Tooru, who was used to their incessant fighting had not been bothered much by it. But the punch had thrown her completely off guard. She had stood there gaping for a brief moment before realising what had just happened. "Oh my gosh, Yuki, are you okay?"
Suddenly Kyou felt guilty, although inside he could not help but feel a great sense of triumph. For the first time in his life he had hit Yuki. And he enjoyed it. Still, making Tooru worry about Yuki sent mixed emotions throughout his body. He hated making Tooru upset and it made his stomach turn, he cared about her deeply, but seeing her worry about Yuki instead of him made his stomach knot in a different way - a selfish way.
Haru was getting ready for bed, her homework was done. Mostly done. Somewhat done. Not really at all. Oh well, I'll still pass... I think.
Haru climbed into bed, but as she lay down she heard a very familiar "oomph!"
"Muta! What are you doing here?"
After a grunt or two, the gigantic white cat crawled out from under the girl. "I was just coming by because it's going to rain. I hate the smell of wet fur."
"Okay Muta, but just for tonight. Besides, you kinda need a bath anyway."
"Oh, and no cuddling, I don't do that thing."
"Of course." Haru turned off the light and snuggled under the covers, trying her hardest to stay on the bed she was now sharing with a feline three times the normal size for a domestic cat.
The rain began to fall, and slowly but surely it progressed into a great thunderstorm. Soon enough Haru awoke to the feeling of a cold cat's nose pushing against her arm. She pretended she was still sleeping but to herself she was smiling. So Muta was afraid of thunder. She fell back to sleep with a round, furry, slightly stinky cat curled up under her arm.