As I mentioned... a little something to say THANK YOU GUYS ^^ for 400 favorites ^^ This time, a different take of Accidental Neko.

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Black clouds unleashed their fury upon the streets beneath them, the water splashing up from the dirt-strewn streets and covered the boots of the unlucky passer-byers caught in the storm, their ears too filled with the sound of pattering rain to notice the quiet yowling of a dirty white kitten.

The tiny cat sat in the overturned cardboard box, the garbage can next to him creating loud sounds as the rain pattered off it and reeking foul odors that wafted to his sensitive nose. Wrapping his tail tighter around his lithe body, careful to avoid the pain in his leg while the white ears drooped miserably as the animal tried to call to a passer-byer for a moniker of sympathy.

This sucks, the tiny cat thought miserably, I'm cold, I'm hungry, and I'm wet… I just wanna go back to normal!

Another meow passed his lips as he cried out for someone to throw him a morsel, his body shivering as he tried to adapt to the fur over his slim body and the tail that he now curled around himself, his memories torturing him with his regrets.

"Oi! Moyashi!"

White hair turned to look at the elder towering over him, his own silver eyes glaring as the cobalt ones did.

"What do you want, BaKanda!"

"I'm just wondering why Cross has you telling everyone you've got a trip planned when you're only heading into the red light district."

"You ever been there?" the younger asked as he stuffed his clothes into his duffle, "it is a trip!"

"You'll be safe, won't you Allen buddy?" the redhead asked with a goofy grin on his face, his body lounged back in the long couch.

"Nothing's happened to me yet Lavi," Allen grinned as he shoved his duffle to the front hall, his sleeping bag following suit.

"Yet," Kanda muttered, Allen feeling the vein in his forehead twitch.

"Aw Yuu~" Lavi crooned, "ya see Allen, he does care about you!"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" the other roared, "why would Igive a damn about a wimpy little beansprout anyway!"

"Feeling's mutual," the younger grumbled, "who'd care about you! You never care about anything but yourself!"

"I am not selfish!" Kanda snapped, "and at least I'm not the idiot who's bringing a sleeping bag to a hotel!"

"You ever been in those rooms?! I wouldn't trust the mattress even if they burned it!"

"Then don't stay there!" the elder told him smartly, the silver eyes boring holes in the side of his head.

"Gee, why didn't I think of that!?" Allen retorted smartly, his hand on the doorknob, "right, bye Lavi! Piss off Kanda!"

Any retort was silenced by the slamming door, the white hair stomping down the path in a huff of fury.

This was nothing new, him running off to a seedy bar in the red light district to gamble the week away. Thanks to summer days, he now had the time to do so without the fear of missing school. As expected, his friends were against it, though none were as vocal or as vehement as the fearsome Kanda Yuu was. He constantly expressed his distain and disgust at the younger's 'profession', among other things.

If it wasn't his height, it was his scars, or his hair or his grades or something that Kanda found lower than him and sought to degrade Allen; each insult Allen fought back with equal anger and frustration.

The pale lips curled downward slightly, his shoulders sagging slightly.

The worst part of the insults and attacks from the elder weren't that they came almost on a daily basis since their youth, but that Allen, despite the hatred and anger directed at him, had felt his passion develop something stronger in him.

Kanda was always strong, stubborn, and skilled. His tongue was known to be as sharp as his sword, and Allen had been on the brunt end of both of them from time to time. By all accounts, after the fights they had had, the abuse both physically and verbally they had inflicted on each other, Allen should hate the elder.

And yet…

After every encounter, the two would be found in close proximity to the other. No matter how much Kanda stated he hated the other's face and company, he was constantly in it. And no often how much Allen expressed his anger, he would sit by the elder when they had a moment's peace.

His bag thumped as it was shoved into the car's trunk, his movements hastened by Cross' yelling, his minds still concerned with the idea that he might actually be in love with Kanda Yuu.

The thoughts consumed him night and day, even as he managed to slip his cards from his sleeve to his fingers, his face unreadable as he held up his cards, the backs facing the woman across from him, her face heavily made-up and her body squeezed into something that should've only been worn by someone half her age.

"Royal Straight Flush!" the boy announced proudly, a collective groan emitting from half the crowd while the other half cheered, Allen distinctly hearing Cross' cheering as he grabbed his money. "Don't bet on me!" Allen hissed quietly, his silver eyes flickering to the elder and away from the woman who looked ready to burst a vein in her head as her losses piled around her.

"You cheat!" the woman shrieked, her red-painted nail thrust towards him, "you filthy cheat!"

"Shut up and give me his wins!" Cross interrupted, his body leaning over Allen's head as he gestured for the money.

"I owe him nothing! You cheated me!" the woman screeched, "you little rat!"

"You've got no proof!" Cross surprisingly jumped to Allen's defence, though it might've had something to do with their affiliation and the fact that the younger was winning money for him, "and what 'cha gonna do about it, ya harpie!?"

She seemed to grow even more angered at the words, her body trembling in fury.

"I won't pay," the woman told him defiantly, "and you," her finger pointed to Allen, "you better give me back my money or you'll regret it!"

"You've got nothing left!" the redhead goaded her, "pay up and move on for the next sucker!"

Allen watched as she tried to make a scene, here body pulled away while other clamoured for her seat hoping to be the next to try and win the large stack of money Allen was accumulating.

"YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS YOU LITTLE RAT!"

Perhaps it was the constant threats from the elder, Cross, or a mixture of the two, but the screeching woman had little to no effect on him, his mind shaking loose of the thoughts as he focused on the incoming man.

The night went smoother as he found Cross' debts dwindle more and more, his week looking brighter as he hoped that he might be able to afford a decent dinner for the night. That was, until he looked around at Cross.

"OI!" Allen snapped, his hand reaching to grab the front of the elder's shirt, "I'm over here winning this money for you! The least you could do is be grateful!"

"I am!" the man snapped, his arm slung around a blonde bombshell, "she's just appreciating it too!"

"HEY-"

"Get back here and play, boy!" his opponent shouted, Allen groaning as he turned to glance back at him.

"Give me a minute!" he smiled weakly, his glare returned to full force at his Guardian, "do not spend any more money, got it!?"

"Oh ho," Cross ginned maliciously, "well aren't you being a big man," this time, it was Cross that leaned over the younger, "what are you gonna do, big man?"

"J-J-Just stop spending money till I've got it, okay?" Allen faltered slightly, the elder standing with a huff.

"Then hurry up and win it," his guardian grumbled, "we can't be kept waiting, boy."

Sighing in exasperation, Allen returned to his table, his mouth swallowing a large swig of his drink before he sought to continue with his winning spree.

At least, that was the plan, until he felt quite peculiar.

It was no more than half an hour when his stomach felt queasy. Sweat began to drip from his forehead and down his back, his opponents becoming eager as they thought it meant his fault was showing.

Excusing himself and his arm around the middle of his stomach, Allen all but ran towards the back of the club, his hand to the brick wall as he prepared to retch. Knees splashing in the puddle, the young man whimpered slightly, his head feeling as though Kanda's katana had cleaved it.

"Ow…"

The cold water did nothing to soothe his inexplicable pain, his face smeared with dirt and grime as he landed hard, his body curling in on itself as he twitched in agony.

"A-aa-AAGH!"

His scream pierced the quiet streets, his body thrashing and feeling as though his muscles and bones were tortured beyond their physical limits. Though the pain became dulling and less noticeable, his body still shivered in the aftermath, no matter how quickly the pain receded.

"THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR CHEATING ME!"

The scream was triumphant, the pair of heels accompanying it oddly familiar. Flashing his silver eyes open, the head weakly glanced up to the woman, her yellow grin triumphant and her hand reaching to grab him, not that she hand the strength to pick him up…

At least, she shouldn't have.

His shock was almost too much for him as he was hoisted into the air, his eyes meeting the elder woman's, her smirk contorting into a disgusting fury.

"You're supposed to be a rat!" she screamed her hand shaking the younger by the scruff of his neck, the vibrations sent through his slim build and long tail.

TAIL!?

The fear had resurgence as he looked towards his legs, now very slender and covered in white fur, a pristine white tail hanging between his legs attached to his slim body, also covered in a beautiful white coat. Though he had no mirror or reflection to look upon, Allen seemed to know intrinsically that he had the ears to go with the body, his whiskers twitching along with his ears as the keenness of his nose became apparent.

"Told you not to mess with me!" the woman goaded, seemingly satisfied despite her error, "surprised, kitty?"

Allen now looked up at her, his body involuntarily curling into itself, his tail to his stomach and his ears flat against his head.

"Oh well," she sighed, "no matter, you look better like this," her hands adjusted to clutch the cat, "I'd rather walk around with a cat anyhow-OW!"

Finally, after too long in his shock, the young man, now a kitten, began to fight back. Instinctively, his claws flicked out and sunk into her wrinkled skin, the fur on the back of his neck standing up as he hissed vehemently, his fangs reaching to chomp into the flesh of her hand.

"Stupid-BRAT!"

It was with surprising effort that she managed to shake off the cat, her hand throwing him as far as she could which, unfortunately for the cat, was a brick wall at the other end of the alleyway where he hit, hard.

The boxes beneath him crumpled and rattled as he slid to the cement, his side slamming into the ground. Winded and dizzy, the animal lay in pain, his body trying to get a handle on how it functioned, especially when he was in pain.

"You can stay out here and DIE!" she shrieked, Allen pulling his weary body to see her shove his clothes into the garbage can before she stomped away like a child.

For two days Allen was left to the elements, the force at which he landed and she had thrown him had resulted in what he thought was a bruised ribcage, his body wincing every time he moved. Desperately, the creature searched through the streets as he tried to get to Cross, all attempts thwarted by people screaming and trying to shoo him away, often with a swift kick. Much to Allen's dismay, he just wanted this torture to end.

Ears flattened against the pattering rain as it seemed to increase above him, the cardboard box above him seeming to cave in on him, the dark stain increasing before it dripped. A drop touched his nose, his body shaking as he sneezed before he yowled loudly, his four paws running from the torrent of water that poured down around him as the box disintegrated.

Shivering madly, Allen searched for his next shelter, the approaching footsteps worrying him as he recalled the swift kicks sent his way when he went to the milling people.

"Hey there," a voice called softly, the rain bouncing off the umbrella above his head, "come here."

Wincing in pain, the small cat pulled his slim body from underneath the dumpster, his eyes widening at the sight of the stubborn and arrogant Kanda Yuu.

Ahem... so... how'd you like it? Too rushed? Lemme know, reviews please!

And don't worry, other updates are coming, but computer anxiety is not fun but should have an answer by today... hopefully...