Disclaimer: I own only this possibility for Kaito's future.
Due to encouragement, the plotbunnies jumped on my head.
And I think I like drabbles.
Kaito really wasn't sure why this possibility had never occurred to him before. You'd think that when you knew the jewel you were looking for was magic that you might take into account that it might not be the only one.
But really, who would have expected something so gaudy looking to actually be magical?
Or that spilling milk on it would activate it?
As he morosely contemplated his new fur, tail curled gracefully around his paws, he consoled himself with the thought that at least he was white.
And who knew? This might take care of the fish phobia.