『 Kitten 』• Chuuya x reader

『 1 』Lost Until Found

You turned the corner onto a new street, one you had never been on before. Your right hand held tightly onto your left arm, covering a wound in hopes it would stop the bleeding. But it was clear it wasn't doing much as you kept having to fight the feeling trying to take you over everytime you got lightheaded.

You weren't sure where you were at this point, you just knew you were away from whatever had attacked you. Or whoever, you didn't have time to really get a good look.

Your gaze snapped upwards in front of you, your body freezing when your hear a noise, followed by a couple voices. You immediately felt yourself transform out of panic, taking the form of the animal you found the least threatening to people, a small kitten. Plus, the fact that you had more specifically transformed into a black kitten, you hoped you'd be able to hide in the shadows until whoever they were passed by you.

That was the case, or so it seemed.

Two kids started to walk by you, one with short brown hair and the other with short ginger-colored hair. One of them passed you, and you started to relax, until the other stopped right beside you. You saw his eyes glance down towards you before looking back at his friend.

"Chuuya." He called.

The other boy stopped and turned around, glaring into the darkness with confusion.

"What?" Chuuya huffed.

The brown haired boy pointed down at you.

'shit.' 

Chuuya walked over to you, bending down to try and get a better view. 

"Blood?" He asked. "What about it?"

You were confused. Did they not see you?

The ginger haired boy reached his hand out unknowingly, reaching for the blood on the ground but ending up accidentally brushing up against fur instead. His hand snapped back to his side in surprise and a little bit a disgust, unsure of what he just touched.

"There's something there." He told the other boy.

He leaned down next to him, reaching out and picking you up.

"Oh, it's just a kitten." He stated, the other boy relaxing his shoulders at the realization it was something almost harmless.

"It's injured, that must be where the blood came from."

"Come on, Dazai, just leave it, we need to get back." Chuuya reminded him.

"No, I think I'll take it with us." He said with a smile, standing up with you curled up in his arms.

Chuuya huffed at Dazai. "Fine, whatever you want." He said reluctantly, standing up beside his friend.

Dazai leaned over slightly to him. Chuuya rolled his eyes, bringing a hand up to stroke the fur between your ears.

Dazai smiled before continuing to walk on, Chuuya following close behind him.

Your only fear now was when they were gonna realize you're not actually a real cat. And what would they do when they found out. Yeah, they seemed like just kids your age, but there was something about them that seemed... different. These weren't normal kids, they were like you. You could sense it.

As they walked, you glanced around at your surroundings. Some things you felt like you recognized, but then you would walk a little further or turn a corner and it's like it's a whole new place.

You let your eyes close, your head resting against the arm that was keeping you safe. Dazai smiled. He glanced over at Chuuya who rolled his eyes.

 "It's just a cat." He said.