Disclaimer: All characters of Naruto are not mine.
Pairing: SasuXNaru
This is a Mature fanfiction, thank-you!
Chapter Two:
Sasuke wasn't moved much by horror movies, the occasional gore he witnessed on TV, or even those commercials with those stupid sad animals… although he managed to always change the channel when they came on. But this cat terrified him, the fact that he was in charge of a living thing, even if was only until he could locate its owner in their apartment complex, made him wary. What did cats eat? He had attempted to give it a plate of eggs, had thrown a few pretzels at it in passing, but the feline seemed mostly disinterested. All it did was sniff the offending food, then lick its paw, or do something else that he found utterly useless.
As he gazed lifelessly at the small television set in front of him, he realized he wished it could talk, like that dog that said 'I love you' on the internet. Instead all the damn thing did was meow to him. It would flick its tail, strut back and forth in front of his vision so that the tip dragged at the very bottom of the screen of his TV. Knowing that would make him look down, those freakishly large eyes would lock on his, causing it to wail. He knew that it was normal for a cat to meow, that wasn't what annoyed him. It was the meow itself; it was the single wimpiest thing that had ever graced his ears via an animal in his entire life. It was as if the tabby just couldn't get the full syllable out, it was quiet and breathy, a pathetic whine. He desired that it would just speak up, or speak English, so he could know what the hell it wanted.
It was his day off, he had already had the lost cat for one night, but despite the awkward thing shuffling about his apartment, he felt in no real rush to try and get it home. To sum it up, he was fucking lazy, and he was smoking, something he found much more important some than missing cat. He was perfectly happy wasting away his day by watching a marathon of Criminal Minds. He often liked to amuse himself with the thought that he could be an actor, or in the very least, he thought that if any of these situations ever happened to him, he would know who the bad guy was right away. In the back of his mind he knew he was wrong, but it still didn't stop him from blowing smoke out of his nose as he called everyone in the episode an idiot. The bad guy was getting away, Doctor Reed. Move your skinny ass legs and grab your gun…
Scratching his right ankle with his big toe, he sunk further into the cushions, the action nearly making him choke on his own cigarette smoke. He tried to play it off as cool, even though the only one there besides him was the cat. Maybe slumping this much was bad your health. With his age he naturally felt old, although for the most part it was mental. He figured it was just life; his body didn't work as well as it had when he was twenty. It wasn't like he had completely deteriorated, he was just… slowly working his way to it. A barely audible mewl drew his attention away from his self centered thoughts. The feline was happy to have his focus, having tangled itself up in the black shoelaces of his sneakers. Gnawing on the middle of it, the cat slowly rolled onto its back, exposing a fluffy belly. Sasuke felt something in him turn it into a disgusting mush, okay. That was cute.
The next hour Sasuke spent doing something he would never admit to. Completely unlacing one of his shoes, he dragged the dark laces across the carpet of the living room, the dirty tiles of his kitchen, and even over the top of his couch. Seeing a furry face peeking around corners and stalking fake prey was something he never thought he would take delight in. By two o'clock they were exhausted, he'd return to the couch with his new friend in tow, who he let settle on his chest. His fingers found the perfect place behind the cat's ear, its purring turn out to be very therapeutic.
Maybe he didn't have to return it after all…
He rather liked the name William, or even Henry. Those were strong, strapping names. Although he had to admit they were very…. white, something he wasn't.
Eh. Whatever.
A good companion like this deserved a powerful name, perhaps….. Artemis if it was a girl, Zeus if a boy. It was kind of the colour of lightning…
Throughout his careless musings, he had failed to hear the repeated knocking on his door. Instead the sound had become a steady lullaby, his lips becoming heavy. It wasn't until whoever was doing it started really pounding that he realized what it was. Tucking the feline underneath his arm so that it wouldn't run out, Sasuke got to his feet with a long and very drawn out a sigh, he threw the door open.
"KITTY!"
….
That was a terrible name for a cat.
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