A/N: I'm considering getting a new pet. That's my only excuse, really. You know I don't own anything.

Kadaj wasn't entirely sure why he didn't believe in Karma – or hadn't, rather. Yazoo had been into all that spiritual stuff, and Loz- well, Loz was Loz. But apart from listening to Mother and niisama, it wasn't something he'd ever given thought to.

Reincarnation bit the big one alright. At least he wasn't a toad or something really gross, but this – this was kind of humiliating. Gods, did he want to kill that cat every time it looked at him.

"That one?" His gaoler was saying doubtfully, and he made himself listen. "He's got a temper, miss – I was actually thinking of giving him to one of the snakes…"

Why, oh why couldn't he have been a snake? He thought of Souba longingly, then flinched as someone tapped the glass. "But like, check out his colouring! I'll never see that again; yeah, I'm like, totally sure."

A gloved hand reached in and tried to grab him, so he turned around and bit viciously, only to be shaken off, landing against the back wall dazedly. "Dammit! You see, ma'am? You can't trust the bugger."

"I'm still sure." He was shoved in a small cramped box, and called his captors a few choice curses they probably wouldn't understand. Peons. He wondered idly what Yazoo was doing now.

One near-death experience (read as car ride) later, he was dumped in a small cage with sawdust on the floor and a tray of food. There was even a yellow exercise wheel.

Kadaj squeaked in frustration and put his nose through the bars, in biting range if the girl decided to get too close. He was pretty sure that Mother would have never allowed her best, if not favourite, son to be reincarnated as a hamster.