Cats Have 9 Lives Chapter 4
Author's note: …Can I have some reviews? They're like food and water to writers. I'm on the verge the verge of review starvation. T_T… At least I like writing this story, so it doesn't matter, right?
CHAPTER 4, START!
Neko was stuck with the duty of checking on those whiny Privaron Espada. She'd drawn the short straw at that morning's servant's meeting. The worst part? She was the only one there.
"Now, I believe I take that path to Chocolate (pronounced Cho-cô-la-tay)," She muttered to herself, nicknaming the Privaron Espada with the heavy Spanish accent.
She walked on before soon hearing shouting from far behind her.
"And we swear to come back here alive!" came a rough voice filled with confidence.
…Huh? She then remembered that there were supposed to be intruders somewhere around that area.
…Aw, hell.
Neko scurried ever faster over to Chocolat-ay (Also known as Dordonii Alessandro Del Socacchio), down into the dark depths of one of the tall hallways. I wonder how much it would take to renovate this place? She thought as she neared Chocolat-ay's quarters.
_I AM PAGE BREAK, HEAR ME ROAR!_
"Heya, Chocolat-ay!" yelled a smiling Arrancar.
"Hola niña, it's been a while," called the Privaron with a smirk.
"It has indeed, friend!" Neko agreed.
"We really have some catching up to do, huh?" Chocolat-ay asked.
"Yeah, we do! So, how are you? Tip-top shape to guard Las Noches, I presume?"
"I am! I've also been developing some new yoga poses, and—"
"'Kay, bye." She had what she needed to know.
Next up, Mister Kelly!
Shortly after that, on her way to seeing the next whining Privaron Espada, Neko heard ominous screaming and the clashing of metal.
This check-up's gonna be a quick one then.
_I AM PAGE BREAK, HEAR ME ROAR!_
"Heya, Jim!" Neko called. "How are you—"
"For the last time, I'm not Jim Kelly."
"Alright, alright. So anyway, how are you and your fro?" Neko yelled toward Gantenbainne Mosqueda, the Privaron.
"Fine. Now get out."
"Sounds great! Bye." She left the star studded seventies movie star alone.
You know what? I'm just gonna skip the next one.
So, Neko was done, and was considering what she'd have for lunch when…
"Hey kid, what are you doing here?" asked a spiky orange-haired teen.
"I'm doing plenty of things: I'm standing, breathing, digesting last night's dinner, check—"
"No, I mean, this place is dangerous. I'm already pretty beat up, and I've only fought one guy."
"Oh, that sucks," Neko muttered, thinking that she had seen that face somewhere before, "here, have some of this; it should help!" Neko was holding out a vial of green liquid that always helped heal her wounds from battles—especially those darned paper cuts.
"Oh. Thanks, kid," the man said, before he downed the liquid.
"I know it only helps with the weak stuff, like bruises, but it takes the edge off, right?" Neko asked, feeling benevolent.
"Yeah! Thanks, kid."
"Oh, no problem. So, I've never seen you before. Whatcha doin' here, in Privaron land?"
"Nel can answer that!" called a tiny young girl who leapt out from behind the teen.
"Itsugo's looking for his friend!" she shouted, looking admiringly up at the teen.
"I see. Very noble of you, mister Itsugo." Neko commended.
"Wait, that's not actually my name, it's—"
"Well, I have to continue with my job. Bye, hope you find your friend!" Neko waved as she walked (backwards) away, leaving the teen to wonder just what a kid like her was doing in Las Noches.
She then got a nice mouthful of floor.
Note to self: don't walk backwards.
Well, at least Neko could tell her buddy Wonderweiss that she'd helped a stranger. She already knew what he would say: "Wondahweiss… Wonnaweiss!"
She was so proud.
It was then that she spotted the tenth Espada. "Why, hello, master Riyalgo!" she greeted with a smile. I wonder how he fits through our doors, she idly thought.
"Hn," he replied, passing her by. But Neko wasn't satisfied with that—she had to tell him of her competence!
"Guess what happened today, sir!" Neko tried.
Yammy started walking faster. "I helped heal someone today! He even said thank you! He was this nice orange-haired teen with—"
This got Yammy's attention. He swiveled his hulking frame around to face the lowly 99th, a menacing scowl plastered to his face.
"Orange?" he asked.
"Yes sir!" Neko nodded, grinning. So this was someone Master Yammy knew! She just knew she'd be rewarded.
"Was he wearing lots of black?" Yammy's scowl deepened.
"Mmhmm!" Neko beamed.
"Was he saying that he was looking for a friend?" Yammy's voice began to sound rough and menacing.
Too bad Neko didn't notice.
"Yeah! How'd you know?" Neko was nearly sparkling with pride.
"That's the enemy."
Oh. Neko almost visibly deflated, paling and slumping her shoulders.
"So… that means I'm… in trouble?"
Yammy smirked sadistically.
Crunch.
Number of Lives Left: 5
I kinda feel bad about writing that one. Oh well. Don't worry, the next one will be better. So, please (PLLLEEEEEEEAAAAAAAASE!) review! (DX)