Last chapter...
HAA, that's a lie.
I got a few ideas for a few new chapters!
This shit is going to get epic!;
And sexytime is a go!

I must apologize now if my updates aren't daily...
I originally planned this story to be five chapters long,
And I pretty much had this entire story written out already...
So the newer chapters may take a few days to get out...
I'll try to finish them quickly though!
And if I don't get like, one chapter up every 3-4 days, then I give you all permission to textually abuse me as much as you want!

Reviews:

Mettlei- Yep, there's so much more Tala can do with Kai... and nope, this isn't the last chapter! MORE SMEXYTIME!

coolperson- Update ^~^

'Guest'- That little relation thing was like, a quick edited thing I decided to put in there... good no?;)

Kiray Himawari- b-bu-but if you kill dem, then they won't be all cutesy? DX and indeed, poor one who touches Kai's fur that isn't Tala... *WINKWINK*

Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade, Kai, Tala nor do I Bryan, Spencer or Ian.
Warnings: grammatical errors, spelling mistakes, no sexytime.

I wake up to the sensation of paws kneading at my collarbone and whiskers tickling my cheek. Yawning, I open my eyes to meet a pair of familiar amethyst ones framed by a face of blue fur. Kai meows at me and kneads my skin some more before leaping off of the bed, padding to the bedroom door. After giving myself a minute to wake up, I slide off of the bed, retrieve my boxers, and pluck him off of the carpet. He squeaks up at me and paws at my face, then lapses into deep purrs as he hugs my hand to his chest with his little fluffy paws.

"Nocturnal much?" I joke when I see the sky outside my window is dark and dotted with tiny stars. "If you're hungry, you can go get your own food."

With a flash of blinding violet light, my arms are full of a much larger weight, and this one kisses me. "You're no fun. And you didn't have any problem letting me preen myself in the mirror while you changed the sheets. Oh, you do make an excellent little pillow, though. I needed sleep like that."

Rolling my eyes at him, I drop him down on the bed and head to my closet. He mewls at me and rolls in the sheets, clearly more interested in being a cat than trying to find clothes to wear. After a few minutes, I settle on a black t-shirt and basketball shorts, the only clothes I own to fit his little lithe body. He is about six inches shorter than I am, but shirts and shorts fit most people, and it's the best I can do for him right now.

"Come on, angel. You need to get dressed if you want me to help you find food. And we need to talk about a living situation that works for both of us," I say.

"Thank you for the clothes," he mumbles as he gets dressed, "but what is there to talk about? I want to be with you no matter where we are. If you want to be with me in Los Angeles, I'll help you move. And then we can have a litter of kittens of our own."

My eyebrows lift at the thought of the term: 'little kittens', but I know what he is saying. "I think I'd like some little furballs running all over the place. Especially with your eyes. Infact, I love the idea of our own little kittens running a muck of this place, and I love the idea even more because I know they will have your beautiful eyes."

He blushes before a mewl escapes his ruby red lips and he crawls across the bed to nuzzle his face into my belly. Chuckling, I step back and help him off of the bed, letting him rub his face all over mine before leading him out of the room. Bryan, who must have come home late from work, is sitting on the couch when we step out into the hallway; he winks at me and waves what appears to be a genuine hello to Kai. With a happy squeak, Kai bounds over to give him a hug, then rushes back to me and takes my hand in both of his, staring intently at my fingers before he leans forward and pecks each tip, nibbling every so often and then lapping at one of my digits and nuzzling his face into my palm and then repeating the process all over again.

"You finally picked a winner, bro. I even dig the ears and the tail," Bryan informs me with a grin, his deep green eyes twinkling with a hint of playfulness.

Ian's voice calls out from the kitchen. "Is he going to be staying with us? Because if he is, I want him to get a job and pay rent like the rest of us. We have enough on our plates with four people living here."

Kai snickers and climbs onto my back, his short legs wrapping tight around my waist. When I carry him into the kitchen, both Ian and Spencer lift their heads from the breakfast they're preparing at the stove. Spencer lifts one heavily ringed hand to wave to the happily purring kitty cat boy on my back. Instead of waving back, Kai mewls at him and earns a startled look that makes me smile widely down at my bare feet.

"He's staying," I tell Ian, not missing the way my shorter best friend's eyes light up with confusion and disbelief. "I can't let him go now. He's staying with me."

All I get in response is shocked silence and soft purrs.

This kitten is mine, and god help anyone who thinks otherwise.

Lalalalalala, sorry this update is a little later than the other ones,
Sixth form is taking a toll on my life again!

I'll try get the next few chapters up as soon as I've written them!

Now- off I go to see my boyfee.
My man-candy.
My bestest friend.
He is all three of those rolled into one...
Ahh, aren't relationships great?:3

R&R, I'd really appreciate it!
It's not a crime to share criticism!
Or nice things for that matter...

Au revoir;3