Cats Have 9 Lives Chapter 9
Oh, by the way, there's one chapter left. Yeah.
Anyway, let the story begin!
CHAPTER START!
Neko was on her way to visit Orihime when, right outside the captive's door, she noticed a large gaping hole. I see Grimmjow came to visit, the 99th Arrancar thought to herself, wondering exactly what his IQ was.
It was then that she stepped in to find… no one; just the room which was trashed, and… all of the furniture that she assembled, ripped and torn. If she still had her heart, it would have hurt.
Neko felt as if she was experiencing some sort of phantom pain.
Stepping quietly out the door, wondering where her kind friend was, Neko heard the laughter of two more Arrancars: Loly and Menoly.
How she detested those bullies.
"I can't believe Master Grimmjow actually took that bitch hostage!" Loly cackled.
"It'll be nice to see her realize her place," Menoly laughed in return. "I hope he beats her more than we did!" Neko's eyes widened, and hairs on the back of her neck bristled as she realized that the two Números were chatting idly about the ill fate of Neko's only friend.
Blind fury settled in the pit of the girl's stomach. Her dislike for the two petty Arrancars was beginning to morph into hate.
But it wasn't the time for that… Neko wasn't ready to depart from Las Noches. Besides, she still had plenty of chores left to do.
She mopped the kitchen floors, keeping her eyes firmly shut, trying not to focus on the simmering, burning hate.
It was then that she heard the sound of a small explosion. Shrugging, the girl went back to her manual labor, her mind now too curious about the blast to think about the inhumanly cruel Números.
With the disappearance of Lady Orihime, thanks to Grimmjow, Neko gleaned from Loly's and Menoly's conversation, Neko guessed it was him who was making the racket.
Neko smirked at the guess, knowing that she was probably right. It was then that she heard the shrieking blare of the emergency meeting alarms.
While all the other Arrancars merely ignored the call, Neko zipped off to prepare the tea that she would inevitably have to serve.
Such was life.
Ten cups of steaming tea on the tray she was carrying, Neko quietly tip-toed through the already started meeting. She noticed that each and every Espada, even Aizen, was glowing…
Neko, in her endless obliviousness, tried to dispel the gloomy mood by doing what she thought was something funny: "Hey, everyone!"
The Espada turned to the girl, confused.
"So… uh," Neko realized that no good puns were coming to her…Oh well, might as well take the plunge… "Raise your hand if you're straight!" Neko held her own hand high, while the Espada and captain Aizen merely stared in confusion.
"Ah, I see…" Neko muttered, nodding. "You know? That explains so much; I mean, now I get why master Granz just looks so darned—"
Boom.
Crash.
Splatter.
The room that was once the Espada's meeting place was in shambles, the chairs overturned, the table a heap of ashes.
Mysteriously, there was one charred Neko-sized spot that every attack seemed to have been aimed at.
Number of Lives Left: 0
Wow, only one chapter left! I can't believe it's almost DONE… Wow. xD