In a way, this story reminds me both of Chi's Sweet Home/New Address and even Oliver and company. xD
I decided I wanted to change something in the story, but let's see if you can pick it up :D
Dedicated to: My annoying little 'dobe' FoxyLeon. Love you girl!
Inspired by: The small stories we make together through texts.
Summary: And he desperately wanted to be a real boy. AU.
Disclaimer: IDNON.
Author: CiiCiinREX.
NekoMimi Ai!
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iii. The Art of Persuasion
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Sakura was worried for the remainder of the walk home, which consisted of fairly windy weather and trembles in her midsection—mostly because of the dark kit's purrs and shivers.
Such a strange night, she thought. Dashing to hide from the rain after a short session of reading manga in her local library, she never predicted herself to nearly trip over a battered box when she turned sharply on the corner of the sidewalk.
And she definitely didn't expect to see him.
She blinked once. She saw a drenched black kitten with the fur on his cheeks drooping, staring at the floor with solemn eyes. She blinked twice. The animal was replaced with a boy no taller than just a little bit below her kneecaps, his long bangs sticking to his pale cheeks as his wide eyes slid to her shocked expression. He mewled, the sound akin to that of a cat's, and baby fangs showed themselves behind tiny lips.
A blue shirt adorned his small body with white shorts that stuck to his thin legs, leading down to the strange sandals he wore. She blinked again, this time along with rubbing her eyes, but he continued to stare at her with the same, pleading gaze.
Such a strange creature.
She bit the inside of her cheek to hold in a cheery smile. The moment she found the little animal—or should she say chibi-neko?—sitting in a wet puddle of its own defeat, she felt sympathy for the kitten. He had been soaked to the bone, the uniquely spiky hair atop his head drooping down sadly as he peered at her with emotionless eyes. At least she thought of it that way until he mewed softly, slight desperation passing through his orbs. And he was all alone, the people around him ignoring his cries for help.
(Perhaps it was a lost child?
No, no that wasn't right...
But... cats weren't little people...)
It was love at first sight, and for the both of them.
However, after setting the box in a safer position and rushing back home, she never expected to hear the same panicked cries and see the same, skinny kitten curled up in the middle of the streets in fright. She had planned to visit the same area first thing the next morning, but apparently it wasn't necessary anymore.
Seeing him with all his walls torn down with sheer fear and desperation leaking through his façade tugged at her heartstrings. She couldn't just leave him alone!
With this thought in mind, she briskly bounded up the stairs with newfound determination.
Of course, there was a reason why she hadn't swooped him up and taken him in the first place. Her landlady was a stubborn, feisty woman who could almost spit fire when provoked with even the slightest amount of contempt. And, just her luck, she seemed to have a dislike towards pets—cats especially.
"Destructive creatures!" She would fume. "If they don't have a scratching post, they go for the furniture and walls! Going around the place like the world is their litterbox!"
Sakura pursed her lips when the neko in her sweater shifted at her change in pace. She swallowed thickly as she made her way to open the front door of the complex.
Looks like she was going to have to step up her game.
"Sakura!"
She sighed. "Here goes nothing."
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Confusing, yes?
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