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*sigh* I don't know why ... don't ask ... but I seem to always make Austria the bad guy when it comes to Lovi ... oh well ...

Well~ here's want all of you loving, patient readers have been waiting for~ btw, you know who are, but you guessed right lmao XD

NekoRoma

Chapter Five: Make The Choice

When night fell, Lovino tried to make amends with his bastard of a human, and cleaned his face like before. Antonio seemed to forgive his Lovino quickly and cuddled him. Lovino growled about being held in the man's arms and finally managed to squeeze free.

There was still something he had to do. He opened Antonio's bedroom door and slipped into the living room. The cat made his way to the window and looked over the awful colored curtains. His claws ached to be dug into the fabric. To tear it up and leave it looking like ribbons. He licked his lips and began shredding the curtains.

He wasn't doing it for fun, nor was he doing it because he wanted to sharpen his claws. No, his claws were sharp enough already. He was doing this to spite Roderich. That man would not get away with insulting him and making Antonio mad at Lovino.

His claws sunk into the fabric and it shredded easily beneath them, like butter under a hot knife. Lovino purred happily, tearing into the curtains, shredding the edges into nothing but the threads they were before curtains. When finished, the cat sat back and cleaned his claws, happily looking at his work. It was a beautiful sight.

Lovino marched back to the bedroom and closed the door and jumped onto the bed. He dreamed of happy things that night.

He walked with Antonio into the kitchen and happily sat down on his bed while Antonio made himself some coffee. Lovino wanted to see the look on Antonio's face when he noticed the curtains. He wanted him to know that he didn't like Roderich. That he wasn't just being himself. He just didn't like the man.

Antonio sipped the coffee and turned. Coffee was spit all over the place, "Lovi! What did you do?" the set down the coffee and walked over to touched the shredded curtains. Lovino stuck his head up in the air and walked under the couch.

The human sighed and ignored the mess, "I told Roddy it was useless to fix them up … but he's going to be so mad when he gets here …"

Sure enough, the Austrian was beyond angry seeing the curtains torn up. It was one thing when Antonio left his curtains shredded, but these belonged to Roderich.

"I want you to get rid of that creature! It's a menace to both you and everyone you're friends with!"

Lovino felt his heart skip a beat. He didn't want to leave. He didn't want to be gotten rid of again. Antonio surely wouldn't abandon him … right?

"Roderich, please be reasonable, he's just a kitten … he'll learn …"

"No, Antonio, he's a full grown cat now and he should know better. You're too easy on him and now he'll never learn. He tears up your things and attacks visitors. He isn't even clean because he won't take baths. Antonio, you've got to think about your well being." Lovino growled from under the couch, "You said you loved me … you said you'd do anything for me … well, if you want me to move in with you, like you asked me, then he has to go … it's him or me, Antonio …"

Antonio looked hurt, but he nodded. Neither said a thing as Roderich left earlier than planned. The Spaniard sat down on the couch and let his head fall into his hands. Lovino crawled out from under the couch and stood up on his hind legs to rest his front paws on Antonio's knees. He licked the man's hand and the man rubbed his head.

"I'm sorry, Lovino …" the man rubbed his kitty's head softly, "I'm so sorry …"

Antonio ate dinner quietly that night and pulled out the phone book. Lovino watched from his bed as Antonio flipped through the pages of the phone book, tears welling up in his eyes. He grabbed the phone from it's cradle on the wall and dialed the number he had found.

"Yes, is this South City Animal Shelter?" Lovino's heart froze and his blood ran cold. Antonio was really going to get rid of him? He growled, glaring at the man, "Okay, cool … um … I have a cat I might not be able to keep …" he paused for a moment, "I have a roommate moving in who's allergic." lies, Lovino thought, "Yeah, so if I gave the cat to you guys … he'd get a really good home, right?" he paused, "Oh … he'd have to be adopted first? Um … well … his behavior? He's nice to me, but skittish around strangers." Antonio looked at Lovino, whom was laying in his bed, angrily glaring at Antonio.

"Um, when can I bring him in? Tomorrow?" Antonio's voice seemed constricted, "You open at noon? Okay … I'll bring him by … thank you so much …" he stuck the phone back in its cradle and put the phone book away.

"Lovi … I'm so sorry … I'm so tired of being alone … I have a chance to make this finally work between Roderich and I …" the cat hissed and back up against the wall.

Antonio knelt in front of the pillow, reaching out to Lovino. The cat hissed and growled, his hackles raising and his ears flattening.

"It's like you know … you know what's going to happen … I'm so sorry … I really am. You're the best pet I've ever had …" he stood up and sadly walked to his room. Lovino's heart was racing and ached horribly. He thought Antonio would keep him forever! He thought the man would be different than that German bastard who owned him before!

He jumped onto the window sill and looked up at the night sky. Was he really that undesirable to everyone? I bet if Antonio had gotten Feliciano instead, Roderich would have been happy.

The cat growled angrily and spotted a bright, sparkling star. Hadn't he seen on TV that if you wish on a star a huge blue fairy will come to you to grant your wish?

He tilted his head. He wasn't a puppet, nor did he have one, but maybe he could at least try the stupid wishing thing. As if it would work anyway …

'I wish … I wish Antonio won't fucking give me away …' he meowed sadly. Even if the man decided to keep him, he was never going to trust him again. He hated the man now. To think he had actually loved him.

The cat jumped down to his bed and closed his eyes. He mind as well enjoy his last night before he was sent to the animal shelter. Surely no one would adopt him and he'd end up dying in that place.

He had a very strange dream that night, about becoming a lion, a blue lion with wings and magic. A weird British accent echoed through his head, muttering words he didn't understand and he felt intense pain in the dream. He remembered a strange voice yelling out in pain, tears and fire, but he didn't feel the pain, he didn't feel the fire, those tears … they weren't his. So then, who screamed in pain like that? Who was it engulfed in the flames? It all made Lovino shudder.

His eyes broke open and was breathing heavily. His body felt sore and Lovino was soaking wet … he sat up and his head was throbbing. He shook his head and felt wisps of hair tickle his nose. He looked up and felt long dark auburn hair laying across his head.

He raised his paw to bat at it, but was shocked … he didn't have paws anymore …

"Ah!" he yelped, falling back into the wall, hitting his head. Why the hell did he have human hands? Lovino's eyes continued to explore this new body of his. Long olive colored legs, covered only by a short pair of those boxer things Antonio like to wear. His stomach and chest were covered by a thin night shirt. He lips his lips and noticed he still had his tail …

Lovino's new hands flew to the top of his head and found he still had feline ears, rather than those round things humans called ears. What exactly happened to him? Did that stupid wishing stuff really work?

He shook his head and figured he was still dreaming, either way, he was thirsty. Lovino growled to himself, trying to figure out how to work a human body, which was extremely different than his feline one. Though … he found walking on the hands and knees was helpful, and as close to his normal as possible.

He lowered his head to the bowl and tried lapping up the milk, but it wasn't working. Lovino was getting frustrated with this body quickly. The … human-cat … thing … was still trying to lap up the milk, and had not noticed Antonio groggily walking into the kitchen to make some coffee.

Lovino's head snapped up and he smiled slightly. Antonio mixed the cream into his coffee, stirred and lifted it to his lips. He turned and spotted the man on his hands and knees, milk dripping down his chin.

Coffee went everywhere, once again, including the stranger in his home.

Lovino yelped and jumped back, stumbling over his cat bed again, "Damn it!" he yelled out. His eyes widened. That was the strange voice from his dream. It was … his voice? That was his pain and his tears?

He could speak now? At least … like a human?

"Um … wh-who are you? And … h-how did y-you get into my a-apartment?" Antonio set the coffee down and slowly reached for the phone, "I can give you money or … stuff … just … leave or I'll call the police!"

Lovino glared at the man, "Stupid bastard!" he yelled. His voice was so unusual, something that would definitely take some getting used to.

Antonio watched the man shakily stand up on his legs and stumble across the room to the couch, where he sat down and rubbed at his headache. He was really hating being human, or at least … part human.

The Spaniard looked around, slightly worried, "Lovi … where's my cat? What did you do with my cat?"

Lovino winced, having never been referred to as his cat before. He looked away, "You didn't want that cat," what was this strange accent he'd been given? "I heard you were going to give him away, bastard!"

Antonio frowned, "How did you … ?" he shook his head, "Listen, um … sir … I don't know who you are and a certainly don't want any trouble … I just want you to leave …"

"Of course you do! You never fucking liked me, did you? Always wanted me gone …" his tail twitched, and his ears flattened against his head.

"H-how do you do that?" the man stared at the ears, not even hearing the words Lovino spoke, "I've never seen such realistic fake animal ears before …"

"Fake!" Lovino growled, "They're real, jerk!"

Antonio was taken aback, but didn't press the issue, "Sorry … um … do you have a name? A home? Can I call someone for you?"

Lovino growled, "I had a home, but my bastard human decided Roderich was more important than me!"

The Spaniard stopped dead in his tracks on his way to the phone. He slowly turned to meet the hazel eyes of the stranger. A little curl bounced in the same spot at Lovino's and the ears … the tail … his knowledge of everything …

"Lovi?"

Ohhh~! Lovi has become ... a human ... thing~! lol He's a neko now~!

How will Antonio possibly teach his cat to be human?

~Lady Pyrien

ps,i doubt it will get high this chapter, but reviewer 45 gets a oneshot~! Reviewer 30's is in the making now~!