"How? You don't look it, nor act it."
I closed my eyes and focused for a few seconds. A distinct pop sounded through the room, the smoke that had appeared cleared. I opened my eyes to see Gaara staring at the top of my head. Reaching my hand up, I tug on one of my orange and white cat ears. The velvety fur slid over my finger tips. His lips twitched a little but turned in to a small smirk when my tail of orange with a frosting white tip swatted him on the shoulder.
" See? I hide my apperance because it freaks people out a bit and it seems like I don't act like a Neko is because there has been nothing to provoke it."
Gaara nodded his head in understanding, his eyes never leaving my tail as it swished slowly back and forth. He met my gaze for a second before returning back to my tail. I smiled brightly and held it still, the very tip curled in on it self.
"Go ahead. You know you wanna, I don't mind."
Gaara's hand reached out and grasped the upper end. His thumb gently rubbing the velvety hair in his hand, fascinated. His other hand held onto the tip, forcing it straight. Gaara's fingers massaged my tail as he bent it and petted it. A little smile formed on my lips, relaxation swept over me.
Abruptly, his hands left my tail, his fingers hooking onto the belt loop of my shorts. He pulled me across the floor. Releasing me when I was closer, only to pick me up under my arms and set me between his legs sideways. My face flushed red and I ducked my head down, my ears folding flat.
His hands reached up and lightly gripped the tips of my ears. He glanced down at me briefly before returning his gaze to my ears, pulling them straight. His nails scratched while the pad of his thumb rubbed the inside in circles.
A hum vibrated deep in my throat, my eyes crossing and rilling upwards before shutting. Unintentionally, I moved my head. My nose ending up pressed up against the side of his neck. His fingers paused, breathing halted. Most likely shocked by my actions. I whimpered softly and he hesitantly continues to scratch my ears. My hands clenched the front of his robes, a deep rumble escaping and making my chest shake softly. What I was doing must have clicked because his fingers dug in deeper, moving to the base of my ears. My tail coiling around the top of his knee.
The clock ticked, minutes whizzing by, maybe hours. My limbs grow heavy and a blanket of darkness slowly drapes its sticky self over me. I surrendered myself to it, but not before wrapping my arms around the space heater in front of me and snuggling in deeper.
I came to to feel my tail being pulled on. Groaning, I blindly swatted away what was touching me before rolling over. The persistent tugging kept up, pulling harder now. In retaliation, I aimed a kick towards the unknown victim. My feet made a connection and from the sound, sent the person flying. A loud thump followed, then a hiss of pain.
"Damn, Kitty got claws."
My eyes shoot open and I search the room. Kankuro was leaning against the opposite wall, rubbing the back of his head.
"I told you to leave her alone. Look what happens when you don't listen."
Looking to my left I spot Gaara hunched over a mound of paper work, scribbling away.
"Ya, well, I didn't think she'd kick me away. Ouch."Kankuro responded.
"Your an idiot. You should know not to mess with a girl when she's sleeping."
A new voice chimed in. She stood leaning against the door jam, pigtails trapping her blonde hair into four sections. Bangs draped across her forehead. She wore a black sleeveless dress and a gray chest plate over top. A fan bout four feet tall strapped to her back. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes before curling back up into a ball on the couch someone had placed me on. A wide yawn escaped my lips.
"Good night." I whispered, rubbing my head against the cushion, settling in.
"Oh, no you don't." I was suddenly lifted into the air by my waist. "You've been asleep most of you time here. I've got things I want to ask you!"
Kankuro must have made his way over while I was looking at the girl in the door because now he held me like I was an infant. My legs dangled freely, no where near the ground. I looked him in the eye, narrowing my own. My tail lashed wildly back and forth, a growl starting low in my chest. A smirk made its way to his lips.
"Come now, don't be like that. I just wanna play with you."He teased. I barred my teeth at him.
"Let. Me. Go." I hissed.
"Why?" He questioned. "Kitty afraid of heights?"
"Kankuro." Gaara mumbled, eyes still locked onto the paper in front of him. "Quit harassing her."
"Nah. I don't wanna. She's cute when she's pissed."He snickered.
I hissed at him and swiped a hand at him, connecting with his cheek. Claw marks left behind, red, angry and dripping blood. He blinked. Slowly, a crooked smile filled his face. He pulled me to him, my arms pinned to my chest and my face smushed into the crook of his neck.
"Play nice, Kitty." He chuckled into my hair.
A shiver ran up my spine, making my tail fluff out. My cheeks held a dusting of pink. I wriggled around in his grip, trying to get loose.
"Ah, ah, ahhhh! Not so fast. Hey, Gaara. Mind is I play with her for a while?" One of his hands traveled down my back, slowly grazing over my butt before gripping the base of my tail. My face flushed deep red. I opened my mouth and hissed before clamping my teeth down hard on his neck.
"YEEEOUCH!"Yelled Kankuro. He released me and gave me a shove. I fell to the floor hard and scrambled across the room, towards Gaara's desk.
