Kyo sauntered down the street. Since Shingo was away that day, he had to get his own yakisoba bread. So, he braved the summer heat in his biker jacket and went looking for a convenience store.
After a few blocks, Kyo found his destination. Before he could cross the parking lot, something grabbed his leg and bit .
"What the hell?!" Kyo looked down to find a gray and white tabby cat attacking him, though its biting and scratching did little against his jeans.
Just as suddenly as it started attacking him, the cat leapt away and ran into an alley.
Kyo gave chase. "Get back here!"
When he rounded the corner, he was not prepared for what he saw.
"Heheheh… Good work, Zarathustra."
"Meow."
Iori Yagami knelt by the cat, feeding her a tube cat treat.
Kyo stood frozen, processing the scene. After a while, Iori took notice of him.
"Well well well, what a coincidence running into you here." Iori grinned smugly.
"I- you-," Kyo struggled to find the words, "did you train your cat to attack me?!"
Iori huffed. "Ridiculous. What an inane suggestion."
"Meow." Zarathustra agreed.
Iori scooped up the cat and held her in the crook of his arm, much like how rich women carried their glamorized pups. "I would kill you where you stand if I did not have to take Zarathustra home. Next time, you won't be so lucky."
"Meow."
Iori turned on his heel and walked away, leaving Kyo alone in his utter confusion.
