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Not Some Stray (Kawaiikitten and me)

He smiled softly giving her a nice rub between the ears before going to take a quic shower. After he'd rinsed off he put on some cloths fit for work. "I'll be back late Kitty," he told her. "Don' answer the doo for anyone alright, and try not to use the stove," he said, he wasn't too sure how well she could do things.

(hmmm wha shuld hapen next?)
 
"Mmhmm." She replied, sitting at his table and licking at her hands. "See you." Once he was gone, she slunk back to his bed and curled up.

(Maybe his girlfriend comes over?)
 
Work was rather boring, more so then usual. He was eager to get back home to see her again. He felt like a kid who just got a pet and couldn;t wait to get back home and play some more. "It's a very good computer ma'am," he said, speaking to a customer. He looked at his watch many times before he was finally off.
 
There was an interesting and rather delicious smell coming from his apartment, which was unusual because he had told Kitty not to touch the stove... and it did smell good. Opening the door, there was a meal already set out for him on his table. The small box that was Kitty's cat bed was shoved into a corner in the dining area and she was there, in cat form again, ears pinned back and tail lashing angrily.

There was no wonder. There was a woman sitting at his table, a face he'd easily recognise as his ex-girlfriend Diana. The blonde woman smiled at him as he walked in. "How was work, Zak? I though you'd be hungry when you got back, I hope you don't mind me making you something." She said sweetly.
 
Zak was a bit surprised to smell food coming form his apartment as he opened the door. He hoped Kitty had not done anything and gotten hurt, but he was even more surprised to see who was their. His ex was sitting at the table, looking well beautiful as always. However they'd broken up anout a month ago because well, she was a rather high maintinence sort of girl, and he just wasn't to thrilled for it. "Diana...what are you doing here?" for some reason he remembered a friend of his telling him to change the locks on the door, but he never thought he'd have to.
 
"Can a girl come over to see the guy she likes and make him feel good after a hard day of work?" She pouted, fluttering her eyelashes at him. "I made Pasta Alfredo for you." A well manicured hand gestured to his plate.
 
He wanted to say that it wasn't so strange, if the girl was not an ex and just came over without letting him know, or at least giving a guy a chance to reject the proposal. She had even made his favorite dish, though he was still wondering as to why she was really hear. "Thanks," he said, unsure what else to really say.
 
She smiled at him. "It's been a while since I've seen you. I was thinking maybe you'd like to go to the movies with me... or we could rent one and stay in. Cuddle up." She suggested. So that was what she wanted. She wanted him back and was acting like there had never been a break-up.

Kitty got up from her box, trotting over to the table and winding around Zak's ankles, glaring at Diana angrily as if to say 'He's mine!'
 
"Well Diana....I am not sure if this is a good time," he went to gently scratch Kitty behind the ear."I have work early tomorrow...and well," he wanted to ask her if she even realized they had broken up or not. Though he doubted anything would get through to her, after all this was why they had split up in the first place.
 
"Then tomorrow night. I'll pick up some movies on my way over!" She beamed at him. Her eyes glanced down to the ginger cat leaning towards Zak's hand. "I didn't know you got a cat. Cute little thing..." She reached to try pet Kitty, who immediately hissed and swiped at the woman's hand.
"Ouch! She scratched me!"
 
He picked her up, though she felt like she would leap out of his hand. "I guess she just...isn't used to you...are you alright?" he asked. He guessed even the cat knew when he didn't want certian company. In truth he was even glad she'd done it. maybe it would keep her away.
 
"What a nasty creature!" Diana said, clutching her scratched hand. "I hope she'll be out of the room when I come over tomorrow!" She started to get up, picking up her bag. She made to give Zak a kiss or hug but Kitty growled and hissed at her again as she came near, making the woman back off.
"Stupid cat." Diana huffed, starting to leave.
 
"Alright...tomorrow then," he said before realizing just how stupid of a move that was. He shut and locked the door behind her and sighed. "Thanks Kitty...I owe you big time," he said glad to have been able to dodge the bullet this time. "I take it your not very fond of her either though."
 
The cat growled in agreement, her tail lashing, only to nuzzle up against him with a purr. Jumping off his lap, she stretched and let him have his food as she vanished into his living room.
 
Not wanting to waste the meal, he deceided to eat. Though he did give it a smell and made sure it hadn't been laced with anything. Diana wasn't that crazy, but then again he could not be so sure. "Wonder how long it would take to change the locks."
 
"Anything to keep her out." Sighed a familiar, sultry voice from his living room. "Urgh, I could just smell the chemicals all over her... so much of that paint stuff human females use on their faces. Yuck. Reminded me of some prissy, pampered Persian cats I used to know with the way she just walked around like she owned the place."
 
Her voice was much more pleasing to listen to then Diana's. He finished his meal putting th plate in the sink to wash off. "So...you've been a house cat before now then Kitty?" he aked, coming into the living room to once more see her in her more human form. If Diana had seen she would have flipped out, not only because he would have found another girl, but because she was so much more beautiful.
 
Kitty flashed her sparkling white teeth at him in a smile as he walked into the room, stretched out on the couch. "Oh yes, a couple of times. The first was the place I was born but I left that as soon as I became an adult. Then there was one more house after that. Very luxurious, very rich people... but I got bored with them and their prissy, pampered pets... I didn't want to be one of them. So I left there too and I've been on the streets until you picked me up." She purred, shifting and patting a part of the couch for him to sit on.
 
He came over to her, sitting down where she implied. “I see…so you know a bit about people it seems,” he said. He had not expected her to have been so well rounded when it came to owners, and he wondered if she did the same for them as she had done for him the night before. “How old are you Kitty?” he asked her, he would guess maybe four years old, cat years of course.
 
Kitty rested her head on his lap once he had sat down, purring softly. "Hmm... I'm not sure... I don't really keep track of the days." She shrugged, nuzzling his thigh.
 
"Hmmm.." he thought about it, but didn;t ponder for very long. He gently pet her, stroking her gently.
 
She closed her eyes, purring happily as his hand stroked along her body. "Mmrrmm..." She smiled, twitching her tail and nuzzling a little closer to his crotch.
 
This made him a little aroused, as she nuzzled against his crotch he could feel his body begin to tingle and react slightly. "Seems Kitty wants to do something..." he said, playing dumb for the time being, even though it was obvious he was enjoying this.
 
"Kitty wants to play with you." She purred, looking up at him and nuzzling him again, a slender hand moving to undo his pants. She licked her lips in anticipation, eyes flicking between his face and his crotch.
 
"Well then....I don't want to kep my Kitty waiting," he said seeing how she eyed him and then his member. His hand ran along her back, gently rubbing her backside. Diana had nothing on his sexy little kitten, and he would have loved for her to find out about this, but then again knowing how crazy of a bitch she could be, that might not be the best idea.
 
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