Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy, or a kitten, I wish I did but I don't.

A/N Hello my wonderful readers! Have I mentioned lately how awesome you guys all are? To think 20 days ago we were all living peaceful lives, ah well, what is normal but a setting on a washing machine? To celebrate the 1/5 of the way mark, I got you all a kitten! Enjoy!

Hojo sighed he'd received a very odd box this morning, he'd taken it inside naturally, he liked to see what he was throwing out. The box had holes, poor fool who made the box should be fired for mismanagement, however when he got it inside and set it down it started to purr. He had seen many things in his life, half-baked theses, a Turk who deserved to be shot, a rebellious son and his friends, but he had never seen a box purr before.

He pulled back the flaps seeing a small fuzzy kitten sitting there, it was a light grey color with big green eyes. It had a bushy tail, with thin little whiskers around a tiny pink nose; one ear was sort of flopped over in a very cute way. It mewed again softly looking up at Hojo before climbing out of the box. The scientist watched it for a moment realizing it was a female; it started rubbing his leg looking up at him sweetly.

"Now then…" he studied the feline for a moment, "you may be useful in my next experiment."

He made a move to pick the cat up but she leaped away hissing, she didn't look it but she was smart. Smart enough to realize this man was not to be trusted. She arched her back glaring at him. He adjusted his glasses studying that rebellious face; this cat bore an uncanny resemblance to his son in more ways then one.

He smirked withdrawing a syringe from his coat, "fortunately I know how to deal with your type." Moving forward he started to reach for the cat again.

With her feline reflexes she dodged the syringe swatting it out of his hand with one clawed paw. After it had rolled safely away she launched at Hojo's face claws slashing at him full on. They sank into his face; he stood up screeching all the while, before she slid down his face where she started to claw into his neck. She dug her hind claws into his chest before digging the front ones into his neck.

He staggered back, "Mommy help me!" Stumbling around he smacked into the bookcase, it toppled over onto him. The cat darted lithely out of the way, once the dust settled she walked over to his unconscious body and extended her claws returning to using his face for a scratching post. Finally her claws sunk into his eyes and she gave a sharp tug, however those things were harder then she thought to pull out and the force sent her running up the next wall's tapestry. The force sent a wobbly vase toppling onto Hojo's head, finally the head trauma sent Hojo into cardiac arrest.

The cat mewed again and leaped off her perch walking out the door. She continued to wander down the hall; a man with black spiky hair came walking down the hall, combat boots clunking all the way. He stooped down picking her up; she rubbed under his chin affectionately. She licked his cross-shaped scar purring, he tickled her under the chin.

"Hey there Seph, what're you doing wandering out here?" Zack Fair asked his cat curiously, "you know they'll make me give you up if they catch you wandering around out here." She mewed an apology, he smiled as she nuzzled him gently, "aww I forgive you, he has a tendency to wander off too."