AN: I just needed me some fluff okay.

That's all it is, cute, needy, kitty-Aki-burrito fluff.

Asami was surprised to get some reports from his subordinates that his little wildcat had holed up in the penthouse early this morning and no one had heard a peep from him since. Akihito had apparently stopped by a local chemist and then supermarket before making one of the guards drive him to the penthouse. Asami's curiosity had been piqued, Akihito would normally hiss and grumble at being driven around, much preferring to ride on his scooter. The guards had reported that he seemed a little pale and was almost suspiciously quiet but each of Asami's messages had been met with silence but he had his suspicions.

Thankfully, he was able to finish early the day and was now nearly home. He was eager to know what had sparked Akihito's impromptu visit. He carried his briefcase from the limousine and up the elevator, his special key card ensuring no extra stops on the trip to the 40th floor. He let himself into the penthouse and discarded his briefcase along with his leather gloves and jacket. There was the faint sound of the TV coming from the other room and the air was surprisingly warm. The days were still fairly cold right now and the nights had a definite chill. Akihito must have turned the heating on and up.

He walked into the lounge room and was greeted by an Akihito shaped lump on the couch, the only thing he could see from this angle was a tuft of pale hair and two soft little ears sticking out from the blankets. Akihito was completely rolled up in the blankets like a human sized sushi roll and as he walked further into the room, only a little more hair became visible. After a moment, Asami recognised those as the blankets that were, as of this morning, the ones on his bed. The TV was barely more than a quiet hum in the background and Asami caught sight of a medicine box and a large pile of tissues beside the couch.

Things began to slot into place, confirming his suspicions.

Asami moved the tissues aside with his socked foot and sat on the edge of the couch, carefully to avoid sitting on his little wildcat. He noticed with amusement that Akihito had also high jacked his pillow, no doubt for the comforting scent, same as why he had grabbed his blankets of the bed rather than a fresh set from the cupboard.

There was wriggling from the blankets and a face popped out, big eyes blinking sleepily in the bright light. Akihito's face was flushed, brow slightly sweating and his pale shoulders were bare, exposing the pale skin to Asami's gaze.

"Are you naked under there, Akihito?" Asami couldn't hold back the amusement from his voice. His lover had obviously spent the day sulking on his couch, watching bad day time TV and napping. But if he was naked under those blankets, then no wonder he had to turn up the heat.

Akihito opened his mouth as though to reply, his ears flicking back in obvious irritation, but he was cut off by a violent sneeze and suddenly disappeared. A small, plaintive meow could be heard, muffled by the blankets.

"Ah." Asami chuckled as understanding arrived.

He pulled back the blankets and pulled his woeful kitten into his arms. Akihito snuggled closer, for once not protesting the treatment. Asami gently scratched behind his ears and a few minutes later he suddenly had his hands full with a much larger cat-boy. After taking a few moments to admire the long, lean lines of his athletic form, Asami transferred a reluctant Akihito back into the blankets and rolled up his naked form even more securely. He then pulled him further down the couch so that he could sit at one end with Akihito's head in his lap, fingers carefully scratching his head and behind his twitching cat ears. His attentions were met with a soft purr. Akihito drifted back off to sleep and Asami contented himself with catching up on a movie he had thought might be interesting.

It was a few hours later when Akihito finally re-emerged from his sushi roll state and actually spoke for the first time that day.

"So what's for dinner?"

Asami couldn't quite smother the snort of amusement. Of course his first thought would be food. Akihito sat up, blankets loosely wrapped around his shoulders and head cocked to the side in a very feline gesture. His sleek little tail snuck out from the covers and whipped around slowly, showing Akihito's impatience and interest. The ears twitched and swivelled around, taking in the different sounds.

"I can order in if you would like."

Akihito perked right up at that, tail shooting around almost wagging like a dog, ears standing straight on end with excitement.

"Sushi!"

"As you wish." Asami pulled out his phone and fired off a quick message to order the food. One of his subordinates would pick up their usual expensive sushi platter for dinner, the restaurant already had his credit card details on file courtesy of Akihito's vivacious love of their gourmet sushi. It had proven to be an excellent bargaining and placating tool more than once. "I'm surprised you came here for the day, I could have had Kasaya-sensei visit your apartment if you had wanted."

Akihito shook his head and crawled closer before draping himself over the older man's lap. When Asami didn't immediately move to pet his lover, Akihito actually pouted at him and his tail reached up to bat at his hand in annoyance. Asami ran his hand through the pale golden locks and started to gentle massage his scalp, earning a delicious groan followed by a rumbling purr.

"I'm feeling crap but it's not like I need a doctor or anything. It was my day off already so I figured I would just come and crash on your comfy couch and watch decent paid TV on your subscription. And I don't have to cook dinner." Asami chuckled and Akihito pouted a little again. "Hey, you always tell me I can come over whenever."

"So I do. You could always move in."

It was Akihito's turn to snort. "Nah, it's nice to not always be under your thumb."

"You spend more time here or out with me than you do at your apartment." Asami pointed out. Akihito's tail sneaked up to bat at his arm when his fingers stopped moving. "You're spoilt."

Akihito grinned, his decidedly sharp teeth gleaming in the light. "Yeah and if I lived with you, I wouldn't get to be spoiled every time I came over anymore."

"Normally you protest being treated like this."

"I feel like crap, gimme a break for a day."

The doorbell rang, interrupting any further conversation and Asami went to stand up but was stopped when Akihito transformed into his kitten form. His lover leapt up onto his shoulder and draped himself across his neck, obviously intending to be carried around while Asami received the delivery. It seemed as though the normally prickly male got very needy and very spoilt when he was not feeling well. The businessman stood and made his way to the door where he was surprised to see Kirishima playing the delivery person. The man gave a little bow in greeting and handed over the box of sushi. Akihito shifted on his shoulder and Asami felt his soft ears brush against his cheek as he leaned down in interest to inspect the box.

"Asami-sama, please forgive the interruption but I just received a call from one of your clubs and have a few things I would like to iron out tonight if possible. It should only take fifteen minutes of your time."

Asami stepped back and waved him inside. He had left early today, he could grant his secretary a little leeway with surprise events. No doubt if he didn't, the poor man would be up until late trying to sort it out himself. It could be difficult to get some of the clubs to agree to anything without Asami's own stamp of approval.

Akihito slid even further forward and Asami's hand shot out to capture the kitten around his soft belly as he slid off him entirely. There was a small 'oof' and then a huff. Akihito ignored the hand around his middle and instead reached out his paws to try and bat at the sushi box. Someone was clearly eager for some comfort food.

"Did he stress shift again, sir?"

Asami looked up at Kirishima's words before looking back down at his lover, still very much acting like the troublesome kitten he appeared to be.

"No, he just wasn't feeling well. I believe he shifted so he didn't have to walk anywhere but could get to the sushi faster than he could if he stayed on the couch."

He caught Kirishima actually rolling his eyes before they moved in to the lounge. Asami sat back on the couch and Kirishima took one of the plush chairs before pulling out some documents to cover the table. Asami could see his eyebrow twitch at the mess of tissues and boxes littered around and hid a small smile. His focus was drawn back to his lover when a grumpy yowl caught his attention and he looked down to find Akihito desperately trying to wriggle free from his grip. He set the sushi down on the table to the side of the documents and picked up some of the raw fish set to the side, separate to the sushi. He dangled the fish in front of the kitten and watched in amusement as his ears twitched forward to attention and he wriggled his whole body as though he was going to pounce. He brought the fish forward and Akihito happily snatched it out from between his fingers and scoffed it down with a happy groan.

Asami went through the documents with Kirishima while alternately hand feeding his little kitten and sampling some of the excellent sushi himself. Akihito would be excited to learn that there was plenty left for him for lunch tomorrow too. The young man in question had flopped back against Asami and was stretched out across his lap, round belly up and paws stretched up in food induced bliss. The rumbling purr of content was loud enough to drown out the soft sounds of the TV and his entire tiny body shook with the force of it.

It was nice getting to treat him like this, normally Akihito would bluster and act all defiant, refusing to be spoilt unless his guard was down. Food was about the only thing that Asami was able to spoil him with without having to force it on the young man. He noticed even Kirishima was hiding a smile as he packed up his documents and left with a polite bow. It was interesting how quickly the little rascal had won over everyone in the office with his adorable form and spunky attitude.

Akihito sat up, moving slowly as though sleepy and transformed in his lap, stopping at his half way form like earlier, with his twitching ears and flicking tail. He draped himself over Asami's lap, legs spread at an obscene angle to have a thigh on either side of Asami's. He pressed his face into the crook of his neck and looped his arms loosely around his neck. Asami was once again reminded just how small his lover was in this form. Asami himself didn't change his height until he fully shifted but Akihito must be barely 5 feet when he was like this. He was completely dwarfed by his older lover but it meant that he could comfortably curl up in his arms without any awkward limbs. Asami never would have thought he would end up with a size kink but Akihito had proven him wrong. He felt a little ungentlemanly for his body's immediate response to Akihito like this while he was sick but then again, he was rubbing his naked body against him.

"Carry me?" The voice was heavy with sleep and he snuggled even closer.

Asami reached over and pulled the large blankets around Akihito's bare shoulders. "It's still early, why don't you nap there and I'll carry you to bed later."

"'Kay."

He wrapped his arms around the small form and Akihito's breathing evened out almost immediately. Asami settled back, content to enjoy the quiet, cuddly and open Akihito for a few more hours yet. No doubt he would go back to his usual hissy, wilful self in the next few days.