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A/N: ONE PART OF A BOOK I'LL BE RELEASING TOMORROW! TITLE IS NEKO NEKO! WHOLE BOOK IS DEDICATED TO LAVENDECHERRY, WHOSE BIRTHDAY IS COMING TOMORROW!! GREET HER OR I'LL FEED YOU CHERRIES THE SIZE OF YOUR LEFT ASS CHEEK >:)
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THE SOUNDS OF his surroundings magnify impossibly. He can hear water dripping in a sewer canal. The breaths of swaying grass in a nearby park as wind rustles the green blades. The flutter of a bobbing black wire from an electrical post.
When you grab his arm, the hairs on the back of his neck rise before you even touch him. He can hear the rustle of your clothes on an amplified level. The sound of your lashes fluttering as you blink once, twice. The breath you take before you speak.
"Yuji? What are those things on your head?"
Huh?
He runs a hand through his hair. His fingers curl around a soft triangle of fur. He flinches.
"What the hell—"
"What the hell is that thing on your ass?" you gasp, pointing at his glorious gluteus maximus. A long, winding pink tail curls from his behind. Yuji flinches away from it in surprise and tries to bat it away with a scream, but it only follows him, attached to his buttocks.
"Get it off me, get it off!" he yells, and when you do grab it with one of your hands he does not relax but instead tenses to sharp rigidity. Whatever nerves run through that... thing on his behind are more sensitive than a butterfly's wings.
Your hand runs along the length of his tail. A sharp intake of breath barely meets what Yuji needs to keep calm. An enigmatic brand of pleasure makes him shiver as your hand wraps around the pink tail. Then it burns into a stinging brand of agony as you try to wrench the tail from his ass.
He screams again, loud enough to draw the attention of passerby strolling through the streets. They blink at his tail and his ears and only turn away with baffled and horrified expressions alike.
"(Y/N), stop it! Stop pulling, it hurts! OW!" He swats your hand away, quicker than he should be. He bounces backward on his feet and takes on an unusual defensive stance. Hands raised like he has claws for nails. His spine is arched. It makes him look like an odd feline.
"Yuji! (Y/N)! What is going on here?"
You and Yuji snap your heads in the direction of the new voice. Ijichi stands by the door to a school-owned car. He looks absolutely mortified.
"I have no fucking idea," you and Yuji answer at the same time. Ijichi leans against the car. Takes a deep breath. He looks two seconds away from jumping in front of the nearest car to run himself over.
