Judging from Asami's office and his arrogant demeanour, Akihito shouldn't be that surprised to find that the 'car' Kirishima mentioned was actually a limousine. He did seem like the rich, pretentious sort. The seats were incredibly comfortable leather and the ride so smooth that Akihito didn't even realise they were already moving until he saw lights passing by the window. Asami had thankfully put him down once the door had been shut behind them but there wasn't really much to explore. Seriously, who gets chauffeured around in a limo? Must be ridiculously expensive. Damn if the seats weren't comfy though and there was enough room that Asami was comfortably stretched out across one of the seats. Those golden eyes followed him as he peered around. He was too small to be able to see out of the window if he went any closer so he turned back to the large cat studying him. Why was Asami taking him home with him? He still wasn't about to give in and shift back to a human. Although he was starting to get very curious about the mysterious man. He was the first shifter he had met on his own and the first shifter that wasn't a house cat.

It mustn't have been very far to Asami's house because they hadn't been observing each other for very long when he felt the car slow to a stop and a knock sounded against the raised divider. Asami leaned forward, mouth opening to show a glimpse of large, white teeth and Akihito hissed at him, fur standing on end when he realised he was going to pick him up again. Unfortunately his fearsome display didn't deter the man and he found himself being picked up by the scruff of his neck yet again. The door to the limo opened a few seconds later and Asami gracefully leapt out and made his way into a very extravagant foyer. Akihito felt a blow to his pride when he saw the staff watching them. He didn't need more people to see him being treated like a naughty little kitten. He felt another blow when the concierge smiled and whispered 'cute' before bowing them to the elevator.

Apparently Asami apartment was the topmost floor of the 40 floor building. Penthouse huh. He found himself less than surprised. The building itself was a far cry from his rundown apartment building. It turned out that Asami's apartment took up the whole floor and was lushly yet tastefully decorated. One of Asami's subordinates had followed them up and placed a cloth bag with something inside it on a chair in the living room before giving a polite bow and seeing himself out. He was finally put down and that damn tongue leapt out to swipe across where he was just being held, no doubt ruffling his fur further. He didn't have time to protest the treatment as Asami was walking past him towards the table and suddenly he was shifting back into his human form. Akihito was greeted with a view of a well-defined back tapering down to some very firm looking butt cheeks-

Akihito immediately buried his nose into the carpet and put his paws over his eyes in embarrassment. Oh. My. God. He was naked. Asami was naked and just walking around as though it was nothing. Of course, you didn't keep your clothes on when you shifted. Akihito himself knew that; if he shifted back right now he would also be naked. But to be so blasé about it? Did the man just forget or did he just not care? Maybe if Akihito had such a well build figure he would be more inclined to show it off but as it was he wanted to sink through the floor in embarrassment. He was just rather glad that he was unable to blush in this form, the last thing he needed was yet another reason for people to call him cute. He was still attempting to become one with the carpet when a laugh interrupted him.

"A shy one, are we?" He could hear Asami approached and found himself being scooped up into his arms. He wasn't shy. He just didn't go parading around naked in front of others and preferred if people would do him the same curtesy. Especially very attractive people who made his stomach flutter in a very peculiar and unwelcome way. He was still resolutely keeping his eyes closed when he heard the dreaded tinker. No! No way. Not again! He eyes flew open and he started to struggle. Unfortunately Asami was able to keep him held in his grip and fastened the collar back on. He held him up to eye level and smirked.

"I can't have you shifting back in the night and attempting an escape now can I?" Pissed off with the grooming and carrying and that goddamn smirk Akihito hissed right in his face, sharp little claws flashing out to try and land a hit across his nose. Let the man have a mark on that handsome face, maybe it would wipe that smirk off. The bell tinkled as he struck, fuelling the irrational anger further. Asami quickly leaned back and Akihito just narrowly missed. He could feel his hackles rising and his fur puffing up. He hissed again. Asami raised his eyebrows.

"What's gotten into you, little wildcat?"

What's gotten into him? What did he think! He had been treating him like his little kitten all day! He wasn't some plaything. And that stupid, stupid collar. He glared into the curious golden eyes.

"You hate it that much?" Akihito snorted. "Unfortunately for you it is as adorable as it is useful and until you decide to drop that stubborn attitude and talk to me, you are going to have to put up with it." He pulled him against his bare chest and gently stroked his head. He felt all the sudden anger drain out of him and he let himself go limp. "Or perhaps you are just tired and grumpy. It was a pretty big day for a little kitty like yourself." Akihito didn't have the energy to respond. Maybe Asami was right, curse him. The collar still rubbed him the wrong way but that burst of anger had left him feeling drained. He vaguely realised that he had only napped very briefly today and he found if he spent any amount of time in his cat form, he needed regular naps to be able to maintain his energy levels. He gave a small sigh and buried his nose into the crook of Asami's arm. He felt gentle fingers brush across his back and then they were walking through the apartment. He found himself being placed down on a rather cold surface and glanced around. They were in a large bathroom that Akihito was pretty sure could almost fit his whole apartment into.

"Just a few minutes for a quick shower and then we can go to bed." Akihito gave a small nod and the man moved away to turn on the shower. Akihito squeaked and spun around. Naked. Right. He was faced with the very naked reflection in the mirror. He stumbled as he tried to find somewhere to look that didn't have Asami's muscled form and overbalanced, tumbling into the sink. He blinked at the white ceiling. Maybe he should just stay here, the view was much safer. It wasn't long before he heard the water switch off and a damped haired Asami came into view.

"What are you doing in there?"

Akihito meowed at him.

"Are you really that embarrassed?"

Thank god he couldn't see his blush. He meowed again and tried to look cute as possible when he was flopped on his back in a sink. It seemed like it might have worked as Asami didn't say anything else although he did give him a rather knowing smirk. Akihito peeked out of the sink to find Asami had wrapped a towel around his waist. He let out a small sigh of relief. He was soon picked up and carried into what must have been Asami's room. A huge bed dominated the room and Akihito was placed down on the edge. Asami disappeared only to return a few minutes later without his towel but his phone in hand. Akihito finally got the full frontal view that he had been trying to avoid all night and felt his heart stutter. The man was ripped. He looked like he could have stepped right out of a magazine. Akihito sat staring until the deep rumbling baritone voice jolted him back to the present.

"Like what you see?" He could hear the amusement and satisfaction in his voice. Akihito's eye's dropped a little lower and he squeaked and buried himself into the fluffy covers. He was huge. The rumbling chuckle only added to his embarrassment. He felt the bed dip beside him and then he was being nudged over onto his side by a large wet nose. Asami had shifted back into his panther form. That explained why he was ignoring getting clothes. Akihito let himself be coaxed over into the middle of the bed and found himself being tucked under Asami's chin with one of his large paws up against his back. He slowly began to relax. It was warm. So very warm. He could feel the deep, even breaths of Asami and he let it lull him to sleep.

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Akihito woke up slowly, infused with warmth. It was like he was curled up on a cloud, he was so comfortable. He felt something shift against him. Oh right, he wasn't at his apartment. He had been captured away by Asami. Akihito curled up tighter into a ball, refusing to wake up just yet. He just wanted to stay awhile like this, warm and comfortable with no questions or concerns. Asami moved again and this time Akihito felt a hand stroke across his back. Oh, that was nice. It was even better when he kept going, slow even strokes and Akihito dozed for a little, a soft purr escaping unnoticed.

They were disturbed a little while later by the sound of Asami's phone going off. He heard the man grumble and reach out and fumble around for it. Akihito uncurled himself and stretched, relishing in satisfaction when his back cracked. His stretch was ruined when fingers sneaked out and tickled across his stomach. He yowled in protest and swatted at the fingers but they had already darted away. That bastard! It was completely ruined. He wouldn't be able to get rid of the need to stretch now, wouldn't be able to satisfy it. He looked over to Asami grinning at him before he rolled off the bed. Akihito gave an experiment stretch. Nope, he couldn't shake the unsatisfied need to stretch feeling that was only ever caused by an interrupted stretch. Bastard will pay. Asami was dressing into a mirror of the suit from yesterday. He had his pants on and threw a tie on the bed before shrugging into a shirt. Akihito stalked over to inspect the tie, a plan forming in his mind for some retribution. He was rather surprised to discover is was covered in butterflies. It was tasteful and rather subdued but still butterflies? He gave Asami an amused glance, he would never have picked it. Before the golden eyed man could question, Akihito snatched the tie and leapt off the bed and dashed out the door. He nearly crashed into the wall opposite the doorway and suddenly realised that once again he hadn't thought things through. He had no idea where he was going. He veered to the side and tripped on the tie, tumbling head over heels. He managed to right himself, nearly tripping again before he dashed forward and found himself in the living room that he saw last night. He kept running and wiggled under a couch. He heard Asami walk into the room.

"Here kitty, kitty. Naughty little kitty stealing my favourite tie."

Favourite? Akihito snickered. Butterflies.

"How about we do a trade," Akihito perked up. "I'll feed you breakfast for the return of my tie."

He was pretty sure that Asami would feed him breakfast anyway. At least, he hoped he would but… His stomach rumbled right on queue. He wasn't about to risk it, food would always trump logic with him, his ultimate weakness. He crept to the edge of the couch but didn't come out straight away.

"I'll even let you pick what we're having."

Akihito wiggled out and trotted up to Asami, dropping the tie at his feet. He looked up expectantly. Food please. Asami snorted and stooped to pick up the tie, holding it up for inspection.

"You didn't drool on it did you?" Akihito huffed in indignation. Jerk. Seemingly satisfied with the condition of the tie Asami threaded it on with quick, precise movements that spoke of a lot of practise. He didn't even need to check it in the mirror to have it sitting perfectly. Tie set, Asami scooped Akihito up and ruffled his ears.

"Now seeing as you are being stubborn about shifting, I suppose we have to play 20 questions to figure out what you want."

Akihito just meowed at him enthusiastically.

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Wonderfully satisfied and full of energy after a forced food nap, he had eaten far too much for his little belly in this form and practically passed out, Akihito had ditched Asami's boring office and gone in search for something a little more exciting. Unfortunately it had proven a rather difficult task. Maybe Asami was hoping to bore him into shifting. So he had taken to following Kirishima around. The man hadn't questioned him although he did periodically shoot him unreadable glances. It turns out Glasses hated the bell as much as Akihito and had disposed of the offending article much to his relief. Akihito had now dubbed Kirishima his favourite person of the year and Asami was slowly becoming he-who-will-not-be-named.

Akihito was sitting on the bench in the office's rather kitted out kitchen watching Kirishima whip up an incredible smelling feast for a late lunch for himself and Asami. Akihito was hoping that he might be included because it honestly was a drool worthy aroma already. He had pulled out the puppy eyes right away and while Kirishima initially seemed immune, he kept glancing over and it seemed as though his resistance was crumbling. He was soon rewarded with a small piece of high grade seafood cut off and placed in front of him. He chirped at Kirishima in thanks. The rest of the seafood was being transferred to other dishes but Akihito delightfully scoffed down his morsel. It was hot enough that he almost burnt his tongue but it was so worth the risk. As far as Akihito was concerned it was five star quality. Definitely person of the year. He was fed little pieces as Kirishima continued cooking and soon he was belly up and blissed out with another food coma threatening. He would be tempted to stay in kitten form and hang out just for the food if it wasn't for the golden eyed bastard. He might actually end up fat at this rate.

Akihito was just starting to doze off into dreamland when a loud clunk jolted him back to the present. He looked up at Kirishima who was looking rather alarmed. The was an awful tearing sound followed by another clunk and Akihito was shocked as he was sudden drenched by ice cold water and he yowled, desperately trying to scrabble away but slipping under the deluge. The freezing water just kept coming and there was enough streaming out and with enough force that he was unable to escape. He was rescued by an equally drenched Kirishima and he removed them from the downpour. The water was quickly flooding the floor and it looked as though the fancy sink tap had given way and torn off causing the sudden catastrophe. People were rushing around the kitchen and lunch room but Kirishima and Akihito just stood there, drenched and commiserating the loss of lunch. He watched as the amazing food all got washed away onto the floor. Someone finally shut off the water mains, stopping the downpour and the receptionist approached with two fluffy towels.

Kirishima walked over to a free table and sat Akihito down before accepting one of the towels. Akihito felt like a drowned rat and tried to shake the water out of legs one at a time. The attempt was rather in vain as water still dripped onto the table. The commotion was great enough that even Asami had been drawn out of his lair and he approached looking rather amused. He took the second towel from the secretary and Akihito found himself encased in the soft folds then picked up in Asami's arms. The towel was covering his face and he popped his head out.

"Take as long as you need Kirishima, we can pick things back up later." Asami gently rubbed Akihito's sodden ears. "And you, can you ever stay out of mischief little kitty?" Akihito gave a pitiful meow and buried his face back into the towel. All that wondrous high grade seafood cooked to perfection, wasted when it could have found a home in his belly. Life was so unfair.

AN: Just more pointless fluff. Also Asami's tie appreciation moment. It's cannon too, well, I don't know if it's his favourite but he's wearing it in 90% of the panels where he has a tie on. I'm not too sure if it's quite as obvious in the online scanlations of the manga as sometimes his tie is not filled in depending on how polished that chapter is but I have the 7 translated novels that are fully polished and it's the one he's seen in most! It's also the one Aki steals in that extra cross over story haha