Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation or Alice in Wonderland.
"Eeeeri."
Yuki looked up from the leather bound book he was reading at the sound of that cat, up from his place beneath cherry blossom tree. He pushed the glasses back up on his nose.
"Hmmm…Eiri."
He looked up at the cat lounging in the tree, ear and tail twitching, a broad smile over its face.
"Come to annoy me with your vanishing act again?"
"Now, why must you be that way?"
"What way is that?" He got up, dusting his pants off and straightening his blue shirt.
"You're being stubborn again…But it's all up to you….which way you want to go…here…there…forward…back…Back is not preferable cause it's kind of hard to do." He did a funny laugh and pointed each direction. "Then there's diagonal... up... and of course down."
The floor opened up two feet away.
Yuki regarded the cat with a bored look, walking away from the strange hole that had just opened up in the earth.
He was not amused—yet again.
The cat rolled onto his side stretching out his legs clothed in black slacks with purple socks showing. He was clothed in that ridiculous purple sweater of his that had black fur making lines across it with matching tail and ears, ears that twitched through the platinum blonde hair.
He smiled at the novelist.
Oh, and the black fedora we mustn't forget that. It was perched so jauntily backwards so as not to crush his tender purple ears.
Gods, he had no fashion sense as far as cats went. The most badly dressed cat in all of Japan.
"Leave me the hell alone…" He muttered, walking away. "And cut that shit out. That voodoo shit you do is creepy….and stop popping up out of nowhere."
" Popping….your ears that seem to deafen of sound, a head that keeps spinning round, the world that stops….for nothing but music and symphonies…"
Yuki looked irked, a tick twitching in his cheek.
"WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN?"
"Mean…should anything mean anything…?"
He rolled onto his back, fur collar brushing his ear while his hat magically and creepily stayed on. He laughed with his aqua-marine colored eyes watching the disturbed novelist, his grin widening once more.
"DROP DEAD!"
He stalked off leaving the cat to only smile at this.
"Dead…no…but perhaps I should drop off. See you soon, Eiri." He called to the retreating back, disappearing under the shade of blossoms till only the faint white of his fake smile was all that was left.
"I hate cats." Yuki muttered.
A/N: Yeah, great idea..huh…I had it when I was doing a nonsensical role play.