Author's note: okies me back with the next chapter. sorry it took so long, my internet stopped working and I lost the progress I made with this chp so I had to start over again, well it's here anyway so hope you enjoy!

to reviewers:

Hikaru-chan-4ever: thanks for the birthday wishes and GabZ seemed positive it's Yuriy so I'll call him that.

Mistress-of-eternal-Darkness: lol you're really nasty minded but so am I well... sometimes... btw, getting Tala sprayed...hehe that's a good idea!

Kuja's Kittiekat: I hate doctors too! Sorry I took so long!

sea-tiger170: GabZ seemed positive it's Yuriy, so it'll be Yuriy.

GabZ: Interesting about the cats eyes...well Tala can read even if he is a cat! Well, i guess you learn something everyday neh? hehe, I'd prefer nightvision as well.

Kammyh: thanks for the birthday wishes today was my friends b-day one month from mine! damn, having your b-day on the 13th is the best - espcially one a friday! lol.

Disclaimer: I do not own beyblade

When The KittyKat ComesA Calling Chapter Five: Yuriy

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Dropping myself on my bed I burry my face in the strawberry scented pillows. I use strawberry scented shampoo and the scent fills my bed. Taking in the smell I turn my head to the right side feeling the whiskers of the feline rubbing his face on my neck asking to for attention. I obliged sitting up and running my hand down his back feeling the long scar trailing up to the beginning of his tail. I wonder how he got that scar? Lying back down the small weight of my cat shift till it's lying by the side of my right leg. I guess not being hungry anymore he wants to take a catnap?

After his check up, the veterinarian instructed I go to the pet shop across the street. I had bought him a food bowl and water dish, food, litter, a small bed like-pillow-thingy, a scratching post so he wouldn't kill my furniture…and a name book! I still have to think up a name for him!

Anyway, returning home I arranged his room next to mine. Bryan suggested earlier that he should go in the basement but I just can't do that. What if he gets lonely? Or starts to cry? And I heard from a couple of people at that pet shop that their cats scratch under the door when locked up in a room. (A/N my cat does that every single morning pleading to be let out. When I tell him to shut up he starts scratching under the door!)

So putting his food bowl and water dish, litter, bed and scratching post in the spare room next to mine, he quickly ate to his fill and same with the water.

Refilling the bowls I left him to do his business, which I was surprised he even knew how, I mean he was a stray cat; I didn't think he would know. Well he did and then I went to my room hoping to get some shuteye, but I just have to think up a name for him.

Sitting back up again I reach my hand out for the book I had bought. Flipping through the pages no name interests me. Curious blue eyes looked me over and seemed to roll his eyes at me.

If you wanted a name you should have just asked.

He got up from where he lay and took the book in his mouth running out of the room.

"Hey You-Meow! Get back here! I was rea-MEOW-ding that!" I ran after him following him down the stairs and cornering him in the kitchen corner.

Just say it!

"Hey, I was rea-Meow! -ding that," a muffled meow escaped his mouth as he meowed when I said, "I was reading that."

"Um? This is where a name would be useful," I sigh sarcastically to myself.

"Um? You? -Meow! I was rea-Meow! Huh?" he meows whenever I say you, and reading.

"Um? Cat? Nothing. No meow or anything, not even when I'm talking right now. You? -Meow! Ok why "you?"-Meow!" I reach forwards and he jumped onto the counter a scurrying off and running back up stairs.

"You? Ree?" walking back up the stairs I find him sitting on the book. Oh-no. you're not gonna do what I think you're gonna do. Taking another step forward he stands back up lifting his right leg over the book in a urinating position.

"Stop! I paid for that! And I need it to give you-Meow! Uhg? A name?" I stated not moving from my spot afraid he would urinate on that 10-dollar book.

"Hmfp. You? -Meow! And ree? -Meow! You-ree? -MEOW! Wha? Oh! You mean Yuriy!" he nodded approvingly while getting off the book walking up to me rubbing himself against my legs. Well I guess I know what to call you now. Smiling while picking up, Yuriy, I notice something that seemed to show in his eyes. He studied my crimson ones while I studied his.

"Hey, since when did your eyes have a golden lining?" he gave a shocked looked at me and jumped off of my grasp and scampered down the hall into the washroom. Following him to the washroom I found him studying his eyes.

No! You said that it would happen in three months! It's only been two! Damn! I have to find…

Author's note: ok me leave it there, not exactly sure what happens next but hey! I'm working on it! So review it helps me get the energy to write! Seriously. So please hit that review button!