by Rainbow Fright » Wed Jul 16, 2003 9:31 pm
On one of the benches sat a black wicker basket festooned with lace of the same color and gauzy dark purple bows with little glass skully beads dangling from them. Macabre yet somehow *sickeningly* cute, it matched the figure sitting next to it, that of a petite nekojin garbed in a black corset and full black taffeta skirt, two-toned hair done up in flouncy pigtails. One would think that this was a woman, but one would be dead wrong. Yuzuki Hakuei was male, and cousin to the ever-bitchy Rainbow Fright at that.
He really didn't matter at the moment though. What *did* was the fact that the lid of the basket was inching open bit by bit, and a pair of big, round emerald eyes peered out of the darkness within, followed by a little pink nose and two fluffy black paws. The lid creaked up a little further and the head of a longhaired feline was now fully visible, fur completely black in color save for two splotches of white above his eyes. Encircling his throat was a dark purple collar with little spikes and a kittybell dangling off it, a smaller version of that which both Yuzuki and his cousin wore.
Toshiya glanced over at Yuzuki, finding him completely occupied by *something* that he was reading, and oblivious to the actions of his pampered little kitty. Perfect. Time to get out and have some FUN. It was comfortable in the basket considering that this spoiled feline had a nice, thick blanket to lay down on in there, but he didn't feel like sleeping all day. Not when there was mischief to be made, trees to climb, people to coerce into petting him via his all-encompassing wainess! Oh yes. Maybe a treat or two to be begged too. The wai was a powerful weapon, and he'd learned to use it to get everything he could possibly want out of the various people he came in contact with. Totchi was a manipulative kitty, yes indeed.
He'd be gone and back again before the overpretty flirt who fed and pet him even noticed he'd left. Thus with a kitty version of a grin, the cat leapt out of the basket, landing easily on all fours. He was a CAT, after all. Grace and agility came naturally to him. Not like some drooling, ungainly canine who tripped over their own four paws. Ugh, stupid things. He was *so* glad he hadn't been born one. Tail held high and trotting along at a jaunty pace, bell jingling merrily, Totchi took off across the grass, a black spot amid the green.