Cursed Kitty

Cursed Kitty
chapter one
by,
caribou lou
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I sat on the counter, my tail wrapped around my feet as I watched him move in and out of the bathroom. His silver hair was tied into a low ponytail that hung down the middle of his back. He continued to huff, his breath blowing his shaggy bangs out of his face. Finally he stopped, an agitated look on his face. His amber eyes looked over at me, the corners of his mouth twitching up in a soft smile. I had noticed he never smiled like that for anyone but me. It was a small secret smile that he used solely for me when he was distressed. Reaching out he attempted to scratch me behind the ears, but as always I evaded his claws, mustering up what I hoped looked like a glare. He laughed and shook his head.
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"You and I are a lot alike ya know? Kagome always tried petting my ears and I just would never let her," he frowned, eyes glancing over at the bathtub, "a bath would probably help." he set out adjusting the water and filling the tub full of steamy water. I walked in a circle a few times before settling down, tail wrapped around my whole body and head resting on my paws. I was really getting the hang of this cat thing. Sit here and look cute while doing nothing but be lazy and eat. Maybe that stupid witch did me a favor huh? I closed my eyes with a content sigh, my ears twitching as I listened to him shuffle around the bathroom.
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I heard his zipper then a soft thud, and suddenly I couldn't help myself. My eyes shot open, but I quickly put a paw over my face, but it had been to late. The image of his perfect body would forever be etched in my mind. His sun kissed skin stretched tight over a washboard abdomen, the feather light trail of silver hair leading lower to...
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I swear I'd be blushing if I could, and suddenly I hated the witch all over again. His masculine sigh caught my attention, followed by the swish of water. I peaked from under my paw to see him emerged halfway in the water, his hand dangling over the edge of the tub, head back and eyes closed in the picture of perfection. He twiddled his fingers, peeking out at me from under his eyelashes. When he caught me watching he closed his eyes again, a faint smile on his face as he twiddled his fingers again.
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Oh I get it, he thinks my curiosity is going to get me and he's going to get to pet me when I go over to inspect. Silly hanyou. Though...his skin does look inviting, and I'll never get to feel it on my own skin, so why not let him get one little pet? What could it hurt? I continued eying his hand, very aware of him peaking at me again. I have to act the part don't I? This is the life of a cat; sleep, eat, pee and get lots of attention. I'm only going over there because I don't want him to suspect anything, yes that's the only reason I'm going over.
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I made my descent from the counter to the toilet seat then hit the floor, stumbling a little. Stupid four legs. My tail twitched in annoyance and I sauntered over there wondering if I looked sexy at all. Usually when I was planning on joining someone in the bath I tried to look sultry and what not, but did cats ever look sexy? Sighing again I paused a foot away from his hand, fingers still wiggling. Boy did he look silly. I tilted my head to the side, sniffing at his hand, then sneezed. I still wasn't used to the stronger sense of smell, or the night vision or the tail or the four legs, hell I still wasn't used to anything. But I wasn't suppose to be getting used to it darn it! I was going to get out of this body, I wasn't permanently furry, just temporarily.
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Suddenly I stiffened as I felt it. Just the tips of his fingers scratching at the top of my head. To my embarrassment I felt a rumble start in my chest, and soon it was an all out purr. It was as if my body had a mind of it's own as I rubbed my head against his hand, begging for more. What was wrong with me! I told myself I wouldn't be so pathetic. Ugh I hated myself right now. But I couldn't seem to stop, and his low chuckle sent my heart racing. And suddenly he picked me up, and deposited me on his chest. I shot the water a warning glare as it attempted to lap at my tail. I twitched it and wrapped it around my body again, nestling in for a nice nap on his rippling pectorals. Yeah I was going to be able to sleep here, not.
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"See? It's not so bad right?" he muttered rubbing behind my ears again. That damn purr started up once more, but at least I controlled myself from head raping his hand again, "I wish you could tell me where you got that from." I looked up at him, his amber eyes boring down into my brilliant green ones. The jewel, that had to be what he was talking about again. How can a little cat like myself explain to him a stupid witch cursed me into this body because her husband fell in love with me and the jewel keeps the spell in place and anyone who tries to remove it risks being purified? That's right, you don't.
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OK so maybe I should start at the beginning. My name is Whisper but so far all this man calls me is "kitty kitty". I'm suppose to be a 20 year old witch's' apprentice, an apprentice to the very witch who cursed me. You see, I had been living with Akira since I was ten and I basically worshiped her. She was everything I wanted to be, the most powerful witch of the east, no I'm not quoting the wizard of oz, she really is the most powerful witch on the whole east coast of the united states. Oh and did I mention she was my aunt? Yeah, it gets real twisted.
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I was working in her garden one day, when her husband, my uncle mind you, came up to me. He propositioned me, talking about how I've been a consenting adult for the past two years and I've done nothing but send him mixed signals. I was confused at that point, but then he went and tried to kiss me! Gross! So in defense I went all girly on him and slapped him. He was enraged but didn't do anything to me, only warned me that messing with him was the wrong thing to do. I paid no attention to it, but stayed away from him for the next few days. I excused myself early from dinner, left the room complaining of a migraine every time he entered. After two weeks had passed I thought it had all blown over, that he had a momentary lapse of insanity, until my aunt called me downstairs into the "witching room", she named it not me.
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Akira accused me of seducing her husband away from her. Called me a filthy, ungrateful whore for trying to sleep with my own uncle. She wouldn't listen to me, said I was nothing but a liar who took advantage of her when she took me in after my mother died. My uncle had told her I had come to him, begging him to take me into his bed. I was appalled that he would lie to her like that, but when I told her what had really happened she just started muttering in Japanese. I could tell it was some kind of spell, but since I wasn't fluent in Japanese I had no idea what she was going to do to me.
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The next thing I knew I woke up somewhere in Japan with four legs, a tail and furry. It was horrible, I had no idea where I was and all my extra sensitive sense were throwing me into a whirl wind of confusion. I couldn't do much more then sit for the first day, wallowing in self pity. How could my own aunt do that to me? Someone who had helped raise me, and then took on role as my own mother, believed her shady husband over me? He wasn't even good looking! It was about a week before this silver haired God found me, and that's when I realized what was holding this stupid spell in place. The Shikon no Tama was strapped around my neck as a collar, when he attempted to remove it from my neck it had nearly purified the poor half demon.
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He took me home that night, looking very troubled. I think my behavior put him off even more, I wouldn't allow him to touch me. I wasn't a common house pet, I was a person and I would be damned if I was going to allow him to poke and prod at me as if I had no self respect.
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And now here I am faking sleep on his chest while he pets my head, never say never is what I say. Ha. He sighed, his breath tickling my ears. They twitched in protest and I shot him a dirty look, he only shrugged in apology.
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"Kagome used to protect that you know, she helped me complete the jewel once when she shattered it, there was this big thing with her falling down a well and coming from the future," ok I'm beginning to rethink this petting thing, this man was nuts, "one day when it was completed and I had decided what to do with it, she had disappeared down that well and never returned," he gave a harsh bark of laughter and startled me, "I later found out from Miroku that she left because she knew I was going to wish to be a full demon, that she couldn't see me that way, so she left." My ears drooped.
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His voice was so sad. He hadn't been to happy since he found me but this was ten times worse. Who ever this Kagome was I didn't like her.
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"I burned it," ears perked up again, pesky ears, "that jewel, that was my decision, I burned the stupid thing that caused everyone so much trouble. So I'm very concerned about why you have it around your neck now." Can't help ya there buddy. My aunt's always had it since I was little. He scratched under my chin, oh man that felt good. I started to purr again and he gave me another smile, a happier one this time. "I still haven't named you." Whisper, no need to give me a new name, "maybe I'll just call you kitty," oh real original, "I'll think of something, like evasive or something like that." I like Kitty better. "We'll have to go see my brother, maybe he'll know why the jewel is still here. Just stay hidden for awhile, he's a real dog." I liked that lopsided smile.