Why My Ship Is Always Rare?

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• The Freak Circus

- the heat🔞 pierrot, harlequin, jester, ticket taker

- how they like sex

- the cat circus 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6

The playground at night is completely different from usual. There's no laughter of simple joy from the children or the sparkle of liveliness; only creepy silence and the flickering moonlight.

It was the same route you use every day to get back home after your extra class. Since your parent are too busy with their life to pick you up, you walk down the same path every night.

This quiet playground always creeps you out a little, causing you to rushes walk past it every time. But today something unusual happens.

You saw a girl, sitting alone on a swing. Doing nothing but staring at the night sky.

Strage…what a kid doing here after the sun already down?

You approached her slowly, but before you could greet her, the girl whirled around towards you. (You thought you heard something cracked.)

“What do you want human?”

Human?

Her voice was low, almost sound like a hiss.

She had long, flowing purple hair, sharp, piercing eyes that sparkled like fireworks in the night sky, and skin as pale as porcelain.

But there’s a huge bruise on her cheek, her clothes was more like a rag than a proper wearing. Her hand gripping on the swing chain tightly, very suspicious of your intentions.

“Why are you sitting here alone in the dark? Shouldn’t you be home for dinner?”

You ask what you’re wondering about the most. Head tilted a little, completely ignored the little horn on the girl’s head.

Those were probably a head band! Like that alien antenna one you have at home.

“It’s non of your business, leave me alone!”

“What are those bruises on your cheek? Is someone bully you?” You, ignoring the unwelcome word from the girl and sit on the swing beside her. Pointing on the girl cheek.

“Hmp! This is normal…I only let them did it because I still need a roof over my head and my family…”

The last part of the sentence was so quiet you almost didn’t hear it. A roof over head? Is that some sort of idiom thing your teacher talked about? You don’t know what’s that means. So you’re just gonna ignore that.

The girl cups her swollen cheek with her hand (why is her finger nail look so sharp?) that look really painful although she acts as if doesn’t.

That reminded you that you have something that could help with that.

You searching for something then says ‘Aha!’ and held it out of your backpack. A box of cat paw pattern bandaid.

“I don’t know how to first aid but you can take this!”

“That thing was too small to even cover my—sigh. If I take it will you leave me alone?” The girl sighed heavily when seeing you insist on giving him a bandaid.

At least this might come in handy later.

“Maybe?”

He sighed again and held out his hand, allowing you to place the box of plasters on it, and then put it in his pants pocket.

“…”

“Shouldn’t you be home by now, human?”

This time the purple hair kid opens her mouth first. It was surprising even for himself. Why did he start a conversation with this annoying human now? This is weird…

“Well, I suppose that’s what it should have been for other kid…But even if I arrived home late…my parent won’t even notice.”

You feels a little bitter thinking about this fact before realizing something. “Hey! you still didn’t answer my question! Why all you here all alone anyway?”

“Do I have to tell you?” He spoke with a sigh of weariness.

“Yup!”

“…star.” The purple hair kid muttered.

“What?”

“Stargazing. There’s this one interesting I read in a book, but I couldn’t see it at…my house.”

“You came here to look at the sky? What a coincidence!”

“What do you mean coincidence?” The purple hair kid looking at you with confusion.

“I’m also like urrr stargasing here too! I mean this place was kinda scary at night…but if you have a flashlight it’s another story!”

“It’s stargazing not stargasing. You’re saying it wrong.” The kid corrected your word.

“Yeah that! Star…um…whatever that is. This is a nice place for looking at star!”

“Hmm. Didn’t you just say you afraid of this place when it’s dark? Your word confusing me, don’t your parent teach you how to speak properly?” The purple hair kid cross arm and scoffed.

“Well…how do I put it? I mean yes, I’m scared of dark place. But if you want to look at the sky I think dark place like this is the best.”

“How so?” The purple hair kid raised his eyebrow expecting you to explain it in scientific way like one of his friend like telling. But in your poor way of speaking of course.

“Because there’s lots of beautiful things in the dark.”

“…”

“Look, I’m both scares and fond of the dark. Same reason I like stay up late, the night time when everyone is asleep the world got so…quiet. I can see the light better, I can hear my thoughts better…feels like I belong to this world for once.”

“…”

“The star too, my science teacher said they’re always up there— but because the sun shines too bright. We can’t see them in day time.”

“But when it’s getting dark at night, the star finally can shine. The more darker the sky the more clear you could see them clearly.”

“…but night time is for monster. They’re living in the dark, aren’t you afraid of them?”

“Then I bet because they were beautiful! that’s why they hide themselves in the dark. Like all those stars!”

“…”

“You…won’t be saying that if you ever met one…Monsters are big and hideous, they eat human meat to calm their hunger. They have sharp claw and teeth for tearing their prey, eyes that glow in the dark and horn as a symbol of demons.…”

“Every human hate monsters.” He hissed.

“Are monsters really that bad?”

“What?” The purple hair kid stunned.

“There are plenty of animal that are big and eat human, like bear or tiger! And horn? Those are just bone that peeking out of skull right? like goat! Goat aren’t evil, they just like bumping people with their horns. Judging someone because they are different than us is bad, you know?”

“You don’t understand…it’s not the same—”

“Do you know some human eat human meat?”

“…!”

“Apparently they’re called cannibalism. Those are much more terrifying than monsters in my opinion. Because they are also a human. Feast on human flesh by their own choice.”

“Not because of survival reasons, not because of forced— but by their own will.”

“Got eaten by monsters or other animals…that’s what they do to survive. But got eaten by your own kind just because they want to? You wouldn’t believe how scared I was the time I learned about it.”

“How was that even possible…?” The purple hair kid seems confused, there’s a hint of discomfort on his expression.

“My classmate Frank was missing school more than a week without explanation. Teacher tried to reach out to his family, so they coming to his house hoping for to talk with his parent but when they arrived…they smelling something rotten.”

“…”

“They knock on the door but nobody answered. The car was still in the garage…in fact, the front door wasn’t even locked.”

“So the teacher opens it…and guess what they found? Corpses.”

“After some investigation, the truth was revealed that Frank’s father was…going crazy after Frank’s mother died not so long ago. The father cut the mother into pieces and cook the meat. He’s forced Frank to eat it and when he’s refuses…his father shot him with a gun.”

“…”

“Then the father eat that meat and hang himself. Before that he’s wrote a letter to confess his crime, but there’s not any part of it that said he’s regretting what he does.”

“Monsters kill because of hunger. But some human kill just for funny reasons.”

“So yeah… if I have to choose between a monster and a human. I will definitely choose a monsters.”

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GASP!!!

You pants, woke up soaking in cold sweat. Body shaking by the horror of what you just telling that kid. What is it? Frank? You have a classmate name Frank when you were a kid?

Wait…a kid? Purple…hair?

It was a dream…? Why did it feel so real? You…you didn’t remember any of that happened when you were a kid.

It was probably just a weird dream…right?

You try not to think about it much and go back to sleep. You need to get up early tomorrow so you can’t waste more bed time.

Luckily, your tired body was tired so it was easy to go back to sleep.

The moonlight streamed through your bedroom window, forming a shape that resembled a human shadow. No…it was different. It has horns and glowing purple eyes. Something inhuman that thrives in the dark.

The mysterious shadow moved closer to you as you slept again in bed. It spread its hands, revealing sharp claws. The shadow towering your figure before recoiling as you moved and groaned.

Clouds gradually obscured the moon plunging its light away, and in the darkness that remained you, in your semi-conscious state, heard a strangely familiar voice saying something to you before completely gone unconscious.

Good night my friend…

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Note: oops, dropped some mystery. Who could that be~ *giggle* I swear this fic doesn’t have heavy plot, only some teeny tiny sad stuff in the past…but story will end happily I promise! Also, some of you might have already noticed that the story doesn’t follow the canon at all. So yes, this fic considers as AU fic.

And about the cast’s past will be slowly revealing later…not gonna focus on the heavy part much of course. Enjoy guessing what happened for now!

Oh and for the reader of the Heat series, Ticket Taker’s chapter was already finished. You could check it out in my master list, TFC master list was at the bottom of my pin post.

You have been disturbed by two cat about 2 weeks and a half now. Rather than have to stop a cat fight almost every evening, your life was still the same.

Wake up, go to work, eat, playing with your furry friends then sleep— this routine repeats.

Nothing was new, not that you have seeking for it either, because you are pretty much comfortable with your current life style (except your job). However, changing is something that will happen in your life once a while. It’s a natural thing.

Today someone move in next to you. Or in other words: new neighbor.

The street you’re living in was one of the oldest neighborhood in this town. Most of the building was quite old, a lot of young people were moving out to big city instead of this small ordinary town. Causes many houses were left empty. Like this one next to you.

This house was much bigger than yours and was left empty even before you moved in to this street. The ‘for sells’ sign was hanging on the front yard as long as you could remember, now was gone.

Seems like they renovated it too, those gray bricks and deep blue roofs look really nice.

Although you wonder how could they finish it in just one night without making any loud noise?

Some people may be excited about new neighbors and openly approach them. But you're not that kind of person.

You're a low-energy corporate employee who's too tired from your job to strike up a friendly conversation with your new neighbor. Talking with people is too tiresome after a long day of dealing with paperwork. Unless they’re a cat, that would be a different situation.

But that’s not gonna happen.

However, you didn’t expect them to be the one starting the conversation either.

“Good evening, my new neighbor.”

“Gah!”

You shriek at the sudden voice coming from nowhere, keys falling off your hand. Feeling like your soul about to slipped out the land of the living. Then you saw a man standing on the other side of your fence behind the rose bush. His presence was almost unnoticeable at first like if he was a ghost.

You didn’t remember there’s a rose bushes on other of the fence…are those being planted newly last night too?

“Ah, sorry for…unintentionally spooked you. New neighbor. My name is Bil. As you can see…I had moves to your next door.”

A man in a formal blue suit spoke, hand folded behind his back, good looking, neat haircut and a nice business smile on his face. He looked like one of those CEO in the novel who always plan some sort of dark scheme behind the curtain and have shady background.

“No it’s fine. My name is ____, nice to meet you Mister Bil.”

Slowed down your breathing and put your guard down. Feels a little embarrassed of the sound you make a seconds ago. You walking closer to the fence to your new neighbor, you mean— it would be rude if you standing too far from people who want to talk to you right? Especially when they’re making the first move by starting a conversation with you who look like zombie after arriving to your house.

“Nice to meet you too ____. Please just called me Bil, you don’t need to be too formal.”

“Alright, if you say so. I think I’ll go back to my house now, sorry for not be able to chatting with you Bil. I’m really tired today.”

“That’s fine. I apologized for disturbing your time ____.”

“Pfft. It’s nothing! Anyway, welcome to the neighborhood.”

You cut the conversation and go straight to unlock your door, interacting with others was not your alley from the start. Having to talks to new people after tiring day making its worse.

Plus. You find him inexplicably creepy.

“…”

After you disappear behind the door, two more people joined the blue suit man. Bil looked at the house on the other side with eyebrows slightly raised, not because of surprise but with curiosity.

“I guess they are the reason Pierrot insists on choosing this neighborhood.”

“Hah! I told you that clown falling in love with a human. Even pretending to be a house cat.” The green shirt man with curly black hair grinned.

“Huhum…but aren’t there’s a glimpse of your scent on them too, Harlequin?”

The tall man in red hoodie wearing a blue glasses speaks, half of his face was covered by a black mask.

“I just leave it to pissed off Pierrot.”

The green shirt man shrugged his shoulders, wide grin on his face. He could even imagine a face that white cat will be making when he’s smelled his scent on that human. Funny reactions.

“Is that so?”

Still weird for Harlequin to leave that much scents on that human. Hmm interesting.

The mask man thinks to himself.

“As long as they are not a nosy person, it will be fine. However, we must beware of others as well.” The man in the blue suit walk away from the fence to go back inside his new house.

No, ‘their’ new house.

“We should kept our heads low until those government agents step out of this town.”

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You had learned a few days later that Bil lives with other 4 members.

Not that he told you or anything, but you overheard it from other neighbor at the grocery store. Someone who saw them while they hopped on the car heading somewhere— from what you eavesdropped; all of them are seeming intimidating.

You never met the any one of them aside from Bil, probably because you usually arrive home late and don’t come out of your house often.

Whatever, it’s not like you want to get to know them. What matters is your boy Cosmo coming to your house everyday now. You doubt if he lives nearby but you didn’t paid much attention to that.

“Meow! Meow~ mrmrrrr!” The white cat calling you from the gate as soon as he senses you.

Cosmo rubbing his head on your leg as you unlocking your door. You swear he’s got more extra and clingy every time you meet.

“Aw you miss me Cosmo?”

“Purrr!” Cosmo purrs as an answer.

“Meow~” another cat slip its liquids body through your door. Yup, it’s Felix.

“Oh no, I won’t let you chewing on my paper today. Stay away from my bag now. Bad boy!”

“Mrrrrrrrrr.” Felix dragging his voice in regretting tone for getting caught.

He slowly back away from your bag but you both know he will try sneak to chew your paper again. You little bastard.

“I was wondering if you guys live around here. You two came every day, don’t you have some cat business to care of?”

“Mawww~”

“I’ll take that as a no then.” You laugh at how talkative these cat are. It’s like you really having a conversation with them, only a language barrier apart. Is there an invention that could translate cat language?

“Do you know that I have new neighbor now? I already talk to one of them, his name is Bil. He’s freaked me out a bit but he’s a good guy I think?”

You felt Cosmo flinch in your arms out of a sudden. “What’s wrong? Did I touch you too harsh?”

“Meoww” Cosmo then flipped his face belly up to you and nuzzling your hand. You guessed he’s just malfunctioning(?) a bit.

What are they called? Brain cells aren’t responding?

Pierrot has no idea why Ticket Taker talked to you. He could only hope it’s nothing more than a normal conversation.

He hopes ‘they’ didn’t target you.

The black cat sticks around.

You are not sure what its intention was but you have some assumptions.

Mainly was to annoyed Cosmo by every way it could, which got the white cat every time. Another reason was probably free treats— that it steal from Cosmo, aside from what you already given the black cat. It is clear that the little gremlin only stays to piss off Cosmo. Their relationship was similar to Tom and Jerry’s in your opinion. Except that they’re both cat.

Sometimes it reminds you of a general sibling dynamic. One annoying younger sibling and one annoyed older sibling.

You wonder if they’re related but it’s not like you could asking them about it anyway.

Same as Cosmo, you did gave the black cat a name. After some thought you decided to call the black cat Felix; which means fortune. Inspired from a lucky clover because the little devil got the same shade of green in their eyes.

Felix had a different vibe from Cosmo.

He’s not clingy or docile, but wasn’t a trouble maker either. He’s love committing silly crimes (like lying on Cosmo or stealing his food) and making proud face when he succeeds annoys Cosmo. He doesn’t let you touch him except doing it himself to piss off the white cat (again)

But repeated doing something too often could be boring. So you became the new victim of Felix’s rage baiting instead.

He’s knocking your pot plant, trying to steal your food, tear up tissues all over the place and sit on your laptop as you tried to work. Typical cat crime that you don’t really bothered by. But Felix has finds his way to disturb you anyway.

That crime is…chewing your paper documents.

Not just bite—CHEWING. First he’s sink his tiny sharp teeth on your paper, next step is ripped it off and start chewing while making ‘nom nom’ sound. Then shamelessly spits out the evidence on the floor.

Nom nom…

Yup, he’s up to it again.

“Please Felix, at this state my printer will run out of ink before I could turn in these papers.”

And as always, the black cat didn’t care. When he’s finishing his daily routine(?) Felix just yawns and sleeping on Cosmo’s bed. You sigh, clicking your laptop to order 2 more copies of your work. This time you’ll let him chewing on the decoy document as he please— and you will keep the real one in your bag.

Luckily, the plan works out well. Felix gave you a smug look, not knowing you have another copy.

It’s only you and the black gremlin today since your adorable big boy seems to busy with his cat activity(?) you have no idea what it is. From coming to your house everyday to once a 2-3 days. Each time he’s come, Cosmo will cuddle you like crazy, cling to you like a magnet and iron. He cried as if he wants to apologize for not being able to come to your house as often as he wanted to— feeling so guilty he brought you some cash.

Cash as in; a hundred dollar bill that you have no Idea where he finds it.

And when you refuse to take it, Cosmo start crying a dramatic hurting sound and rolling his body against you like those concubine in Chinese drama begging for love. He only stop when you accept the cash. Which you decide to make it a cat money for buying your furry friends food, toys and treats.

Is this what those people who train crow to bring them money in exchange for nuts feel? Such phenomenon experiences.

Anyway what’s strange is that Felix is with you. Normally this little devil would only came to your house just for one specific reason; annoyed the white cat. Which means he doesn’t show up when Cosmo wasn’t at your place. Maybe he just wanted to chill inside an air conditioner room? You can’t come up with a possible reason for this.

You look at the lazy black cat that sleeps comfortably on Cosmo’s bed. Maybe you should buy a new bed for this evil fur ball too— you don’t want another cat fight that almost ruined your couch after all.

“Hey, Felix.”

“Mrr?”

“Are you and Cosmo are from the same litter or just some sort of street bond?”

“…”

“I mean a female cat can carried babies from different father’s at the same time right?”

“…”

“Why did I talking to a cat…of course you can’t answer me—”

“No. We’re not.”

“—— what?”

You froze at the sound of the mysterious voice. Your eyes darted in every direction, yet no one was there—only the hum of the air conditioner and the dialogue from a TV drama.

Maybe it’s a sound from the TV?

“Meow~”

“Ah, sorry Felix. I was too loud huh? It’s okay, go back to sleep.”

There’s only two of you here…so it must have been the TV. Right, it must be the TV.

It’s only a silly imagination from working too much, you guessed.

After the Italian restaurant incident, the police seemed to be working harder. Of course, that's to be expected, with the mafia so close by, yet nobody knew about them for years.

According to rumors you’ve heard at work, it seemed like some government officials were handling the case undercover. This had made people behave more cautious. Not even a single car dared to break the traffic laws this morning.

It felt like the trouble no one can see starting to get bigger. But none of that was your problem, so you didn’t pay much attention to the news.

Whatever happened, you still got a life to live. Even if it was just an ordinary boring one.

But lately something special came to your life, or you could say— someone special.

“Good morning Cosmo.”

“Meoww~”

Purrr purr purr.

The white stray cat you found in an alley was now ‘Cosmo.’ Since the little one keeps coming to your house almost everyday, you decided to at least give him a name.

At first you thought it might be a bad idea because you don’t want to get attached, but the cat was too cute to be without a name. So you came up with one that relates to star, because you could not think of a more suitable name other than shining bright rock on the sky.

Well…maybe you did get a little attached.

Cosmo came to your house almost every day, this clever boy knows when you be coming back from work and knows that you’re staying home all day on the weekends. He is really clever. Maybe you thought about the word clever too often but can’t they blame you? Cosmo is a very clever cat.

It’s been 2 weeks since you got a regular guest coming to your house. You are now having a cat bed and pet bowls lying in your living room, all for a cat that you’re definitely not going to adopt. This idea was still solid(?)

You slide the tall glass door of your living room opened to let Cosmo in. The boy rubbed his body against your legs as a greeting like usual, you leans down to scoops him up and kiss his forehead.

You sat on the sofa searching for any interesting show the platform has. It’s now became a routine to watching tv with Cosmo on the weekends. Watching good shows while stroking cat fur was your new favorite activity, having a fur friend in your life really light up everything. You guessed those cat lovers are not wrong about it.

Now when you already choose a show to watch. It’s time for a movie snacks; which of course, Cosmo also has one too.

“Tada! I got this fish from the morning market. I guarantee it’s fresh, chewy and tasty!”

A streamed cod was placed on the cat bowl. You spend time cooking this longer than your own food, you were proud it turned out great even it’s just a streamed fish.

“Mrrr?”

Cosmo blinked at the empty bowl as if there’s never a fish there, which makes you so confused.

“Wait— where did the fish go?!”

Panic a little because the fish you cooked for your little boy mystery disappeared. The white cat then suddenly arched his ears when he smelled a familiar scent. Cosmo hissed into the empty corner of the living room sofa.

Or a should be empty corner.

“Meow~”

And guess who’s there? Another cat. Or to be more specific, a black cat with green eyes.

It stood up and stretched, strutting around Cosmo nonchalantly, unconcerned by the threats. It was smaller and more agile than the white cat, a deep grin playing on its face, revealing two fangs.

It was hard to describe the expression: it looked cunning and mischievous, the kind of cat that would knock a glass over for fun. And it seemed to be just like how it looked.

The black cat knows that it was not welcome by Cosmo. But it completely ignored that and jumped up to stand on your shoulder with incredible agility and lightness. Start rubbing its face into your hair and using the tail to brush against your neck. All while looking down at the white cat with a devilish smile.

Judging by how close(?) these two are. You had assumed that— “So you guys are friends huh?”

“Meow!”

“Meow~”

Cosmo let out a protest sound, seemingly terrified of your word. While the black cat made a long wicked cheerful sound. Like it only agreed to what you said just to pissed off Cosmo.

Pierrot growls at the black cat. This jerk must have followed him here quietly all along— and now even leaving a scent on his dear too!

Feels like standing between a war, you decide to ignore the cat on your shoulder and bring out another fish for Cosmo.

“How about we watching the show peacefully together? Don’t have unnecessary fight okay?”

Seeing that you showed no particular reaction—and having sufficiently provoked the large cat to its satisfaction, the black cat appeared to lose interest in you. It leaped from your shoulder onto the sofa, leaning comfortably against a pillow. No hesitation or the fear of humans. Simply just lies there without worry.

No. It doesn’t trust you, it’s more of that the black cat doesn’t believe you could harm it.

Doesn’t care if it making trouble…pissing others off for fun, do whatever it wants.

You guessed that green shade in its eyes does suit the black cat well.

After all, green is the color of a brat.

Another tired day after work having you come home in a not very good emotion. Fortunately for you, tomorrow was Saturday so you don’t have to go to work.

Weekend, a short period of happiness of an office worker like you. You don’t know who invented the concept of working 5 days a week, but what you know is you want to straggle them with a kitchen knife. You want them to go to the same pit as that French guy who invented homework. Or maybe bonk that fish head for crawling out of water and evolving to live on land.

Look at the dinosaur, they smart enough to be dump so they don’t have to stuck in a minimalist room with white light ass that boost your productivity in unhealthy ways all day.

Why didn’t you were born as a horseshoe crab? That ass creature didn’t even bother evolving and they still thrive. Life was so unfair.

After complaining to your heart's content, your legs finally carried you home. It's a little sad to think you'll be spending your Friday night at home instead of going out again, but the introvert inside you said this is for the best— you will end up regret going out anyway.

And that’s introvert in you speak fact. So home sweet home it is.

Before you could use the key to unlock the door, a certain sound of animal catch your attention.

“Meow~”

“Oh hi!”

The same cat from yesterday approached you. Could it be that they could really understand you? Or maybe just looking for another free meal.

Yup. That’s sounds more reasonable.

You reaching toward the cat and instead of hesitating like yesterday— the cat leans its head against your palm, nuzzling it then purr. You felt the urge to scream of cuteness aggression again but afraid the cat might scare of you, you trying your best not to play with them too harsh. Cat was known for avoiding intimacy with stranger after all.

“My, we got closer didn’t we? Please wait here for a moment, I’ll go change and buy you some food.”

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A quick trip to the nearest minimart for two can of cat food and a paper bowl for water only took you 7 minutes. When you’re arriving back to your house, you found the cat sit on your welcome doormat, like a kid waiting for their desserts. Such polite and adorable.

“Here you go cutie, enjoy.”

The food was placed on the floor. The cat bent down to sniff it briefly before eating; he didn't look as famished as he had yesterday. It was at that moment that you noticed the bloodstains on its body seemed to have vanished.

“Did you clean yourself before meeting me? I mean you does look less messy…” but still grimy.

You seems to lost in your thoughts a little as the cat already finished eating and rubs its body back and forth against your leg. Trying to caught your attention. “Hmmmm”

“Mrrr?” The cat look at the human who suddenly grabbed it. Feels like something bad about to happened by instinct.

“It’s decided. Let’s bath you!”

“Meow?!”

Scene cut to your bathroom, where you sitting in the bathtub— clothes all wet for letting the big cat cling to you while washing its fur.

“Meow.”

“I know you don’t like it but this is for your own good sweetie.”

“Meow.”

“Yes, yes. Only just a few more minute I swear, please be patient.”

“Meoww.”

“Alright it’s done, let’s dry you up so you won’t be cold.”

You gently towel-dry the cat using the towel you had set aside for your furry guests. It seems to be cold, even though you used warm water to clean it—though, you suppose it’s only natural for an animal covered head-to-toe in fur to dislike water, isn't it?

You picked up the expensive hair dryer—one of the few luxury items in the house and turned on the warm air.

“It will be a little noisy don’t be afraid okay? Yeah, that’s right. Good boy!” You said to the cat who despite shaking from the cold, he sit still and timidly on the table waiting for you to do your stuff. What a clever cat.

Yup, you also discovered that the cat is male while cleaning him. He did look so shy and embarrassed when you unintentionally grabbed his balls (gently of course) but hey, you already apologized and that part needs to be cleaned as well.

“Don’t worry kitty You’ll be dried in no time!”

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20 minutes passed and the grooming session was over.

You were quite proud of the results too! Seeing this (not that) little boy’s fur shining and silky. He’s even more adorable than before.

Hand patting on the fluffy white fur while the cat rubbing his face against your neck, is it his way to say thank you? You need to learn more cat language.

But then you have realized something…

White…fur?

“Your fur was not grey?”

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“M-meow~”

The cat used his paws to cover his face, as if he embarrassed of his fur changing color because of dirt. Are you hallucinating or he’s having a red face?

“Aw it’s okay cutie, even you’re dirty you’re still very handsome!”

You scooped the cat up as if cradling an infant—and, if memory serves, this should be the correct way to hold a cat.

You let the boy rubbing himself to you. He let out a lot of purring sound while doing it as well, so you guess he was comfortable.

“I wonder if you were lost, little one. You didn’t run away from your home didn’t you?”

As you rubbed his soft belly, it seemed he being fed too well to be on the street. You thought that maybe he might be a lost cat. And he’s also look cute enough to be a show cat in your opinion. Did you unknowingly lured someone’s cat with tuna?

You quickly opening your social media looks for a post announcing a lost cat that looks similar the boy in your arms. But instead, found nothing except the news of a murder at an Italian restaurant.

Remember that the restaurant is not too far from the company where you work. You clicked to read the news out of curiosity.

‘On the afternoon of five days ago, a mysterious group of people broke into an Italian restaurant in the city square. This is actually a front for a well-known criminal that the police have been tracking down for a long time. All of the dead were confirmed to be members of the mafia family. As for the mysterious group of people who caused the incident, it is believed that they were enemies who had conflicts with each other. The police are still investigating this matter—’

“Woah those guy are actually a mafia!? I remember eating at that restaurant for quite sometime because their pizza was great…”

“Mew?”

The boy cat on your lap tilted his head, curious of what was you talking about. You laugh at the cute expression and taking the photo of it too.

“Nothing cutie, it’s just my favorite restaurant was actually run by some mafia…sigh. Their pizza was really great, you know? Why can’t people just do a normal legal business these days.”

You sigh in regret, another good restaurant has disappeared. The world is really unpredictable and getting harder to live in every day.

What’s next? The little cat you're been playing with was actually a muscular man in disguise?

“Mrrrrm meow~”

The cat stretches on your lap stares at you with its big, adorable orange orbs he has— made you shook your head laughing at your own thoughts.

How could it even be possible?

Friday evening passed peacefully. You were still smiling as you stroked the purring cat's fur, while neither of you aware that you were being watched by a pair of eyes outside the window.

Snake-like green eyes stared at the happy scene in the house with interest. A shadow with several tentacle-like appendages swept through the air before it slowly disappeared.

Lost in the darkness before someone could see it.

‘Meow~’

A voice filled with wicked joy echoed throughout the dark corners. Suddenly the white cat in the house get up from the comfort of your lap as if he heard a familiar voice.

“Kitty? Are you okay?” You asked.

“Meow…”

It was a moonless night. You’re tired from working and being yell by your boss all day. Dragging your heavy body out of the train and go straight to your home, if you have to interact with more human today you might actually become a dust like vampire burning by sunlight.

Cooperate job could be soul sucking sometimes but in this economy, can you even choose? Just have a stable job was good enough, as long as the salary was acceptable it’s fine.

But it still doesn’t make you any less tired tho.

Oh you wish you had some emotional support like others. Someone or something to wait for you at home that not your bills.

Maybe god has heard your prayers or pity you, so he sent you a surprise.

‘Meow’

A faint, tiny cry—so soft you nearly missed it—drifted from a nearby alleyway.

Intrigued, you craned your neck to peer into the dark passage, only to be met by a pair of glowing, orange-yellow eyes staring right back. You decided to switch on your phone's flashlight to illuminate the source, and just as you had expected—it was a cat.

It possesses fur that appears coarse and unkempt. You notice faint traces of red amidst its coat, leading you to assume that it may be injured; what is certain, however, is that it looks extremely weak. It fixes its gaze upon you, appearing poised to flee yet lacking the strength to do so—managing only to arch its back in a wary posture. This reveals to you that it is a rather large cat, though it appears somewhat thin.

Before you could even ask yourself if it was hungry, you noticed a scattering of fishbones lying near the cat—with fruit flies buzzing over them, too. Judging by the rummaged-through trash bag nearby, the fish likely came from there.

Oh hell no.

You walked as fast as you can to the nearest minimart then purchased two cans of cat food. Ripped the lid off and placed it on the ground, slowly pushing it near the cat.

You shifted back to give the cat some space. It stared back and forth between you and the can of food, hesitating for a full minute, before finally lowering its head and eating ravenously. Once the first can was empty, you picked up another opened can, placed it in front of the cat, and poured water from your bottle into the empty can. Watching the hungry cat eats the second can until it finished.

As the cat bent down to drink, it seemed to realize it was being watched, turning its gaze back toward you—this time with curiosity. You tentatively extended your hand; the cat recoiled slightly but eventually stretched out its neck to sniff your hand. You remained still, allowing the cat to familiarize itself with your scent, letting it know that you were a friend not foes.

“You’re new around here don’t you? I have never seen you before.”

You didn’t remember seeing any cat around here before, this cat might be roaming too far from its area and stumped upon this district, or it might be abandoned by some jerk.

You hope it’s not the second case.

Seeing that the cat no longer shied away from your touch, you began to stroke its fur gently. The cat flinched slightly but allowed you to handle it without unsheathing its claws, slowly succumbing to the sensation of your touch until, finally, it began to purr.

You let out a soft chuckle felt like your inner mind being healed by this little creature. Well, not that little judging by the size but it still smaller than you anyway.

You use this as an opportunity to look for any wounds the cat might have. Looking closely the blood doesn’t come from the cat, maybe they did hunt bird or mice to eat and end up straining their fur in the process.

Well it’s a good thing it did not hurts anywhere.

You continued stroking the cat as if addicted—and it seemed to cooperate more readily, having realized that you posed no threat. Its big, round eyes gazed up at you, looking so incredibly adorable that you felt an urge to simply scream to vent your overwhelming cuteness aggression.

Is this what people who have cat experience everyday? Now, you starting to understand why cat lover often gets crazy over their cat.

You would love to play with the cat more, but it’s getting late. It won’t be safe for you to stay out here longer and alone. Plus you still got work tomorrow.

“Welp, I guess we have to say goodbye.”

You retreat your hand from the soft cheek of the cat…not so willingly.

“Meow?” The cat lets out a sound, as if wondering why you’ve stopped playing with it.

You sigh; you don’t want this moment to end either, but your body is screaming for your beloved bed—and if you don’t get to sleep soon, you definitely won’t make it to work on time.

“I’m sorry little one. I have to go back home now, stay out of the road and beware of bad people okay?”

“Meow.”

The cat answered with a short meow that made you smile. As if it understands what you’re saying.

“I live not far away from here, if you go down this block and turn left at a flower shop there will be a blue house with a black roof, that was my house. If you ever want to play with me you could go there.” The cat tilts its head as you yaps.

“Who am I kidding talking to a cat…anyway see you around kitty.”

You wave at the cat as goodbye then turning back to your route.

Shortly after you walked away, a car pulled up and parked at the entrance to the alley. Its headlights cast a beam upon a small cat, which regarded the vehicle with a rather unfriendly gaze.

The cat's shadow—cast by the light—took on a bizarre shape; it was so massive and terrifying that it bore not the slightest resemblance to the shadow of a cat.

The door was opened along with teasing voices.

“Looking more rough than usual aren’t you? Pierrot.”

The darkness looming in the alley slowly turning into a human shape-like shadow. However the horns other features on the body was certainly not human.

The ‘cat’ looked at the new person with annoyed expression before move to sit in the front seat. Closing the door. “Of course, I do. Since you decided to leave me behind on purpose for days.”

“It can’t be helped. Those government dog was so stubborn these days. It’s really getting annoying.”

The green eyes man shrugged his shoulders as he explained, doesn’t seemed really bothered to care about it actually.

“What about you? Something interesting happened?”

“…I’m not telling you anything.”

“Fine, keep it to yourself. I have wayy more interesting life than you anyway.”

“Can you just shut up?”

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Note: *open another story while trying to figure out the old one*

As you could see…I did have some trouble writing the heat TT chapter, so it will took a while to write his chapter because I also got exams this week. But I’ll try to finish it as soon as I can so be patient!