AN: Okay so.

This is loosely based on Hellcat by Amelita from AO3 (with permission!) and is an excuse purely for kitty fluff. I've been really sick with the flu so for anyone waiting for Feel My Heart Beat's chapter 14 Punishment, unfortunately you will have to wait a little longer because I'm still sick (I've had the worst flu omg) and not really in the right mind set to tackle anything heavier than ridiculous fluff right now.

Honestly there is just fluff ahead, purring and grooms and Aki makes the cutest little kittycat. Warnings for OOC Asami. Rating for safety in case of future chapters.

Akihito ducked through the crowd and slipped into the alley next to the large building he was scoping out. There was supposed to be one of the dirty Diet members he was investigating leaving soon and Akihito was going to tail him. He had been trying to try down this politician for a while and he has proven to be very elusive but Akihito was confident that even if he couldn't tail him, he would be able to get close enough to get some hints as to where they might be going or why he was here in the first place. He ducked behind a rubbish bin and pulled out his tiny camera. It was designed for inconspicuous photos taken while hidden in sleeves but it suited him perfectly. Carefully making sure that there was no one watching, Akihito took a deep breath and focused. His perception shifted and everything seemed to get bigger as he shrunk down, limbs changing shape. His vision went dark as his t-shirt swallowed him in its depths and he had to wriggle around until he was able to pop his head out of one of the sleeves. He glanced around again, ears twitching but no one had entered the alley after him. Perfect. He stretched, re-familiarising himself with his current form. Akihito was one of the few werecats or shifters that weren't quite human but not quite cat and instead could shape shift between the two. His cat form was tiny, barely bigger than a kitten and he was an unusual pale ginger colour that he kept even in his human form. The colouring was so pale that in his human form, people thought he had dyed his hair white unless the light was strong enough to pick up the faint ginger hints. While his tiny form irked Akihito somewhat, it was incredibly handy for getting into tight spots and snapping the best pictures to expose shady dealings by various corrupt officials. It was also great for wooing school girls into feeding him from some of their delicious bentos, he had long since perfected the puppy dog eyes.

Akihito quickly located his little camera and pushed up the strap he had attached to it and slipped it over his head so that it sat around his neck like a collar. He had found that most people just assumed it was a collar and didn't look too closely at the camera that sat against his chest and it was loose enough that he could slip it on and off quickly so that it could be lined up and photos quickly snapped off before he jetted back to safety. He pushed his clothes and shoes back up against the wall and rubbish bin, hopefully no one would notice them before he got back. He left everything of importance at home except his camera and a few yen for the bus to get there and back. He even had a little hidey hole for his apartment key outside the building. He had learned his lesson about not taking his wallet with him after he had been delayed getting back to his things after a stake out in his kitten form went longer than expected and he discovered that he had been robbed, the wallet and shoes missing and his clothes strewn about.

Camera in place around his neck, Akihito cautiously made his way to the entrance of the alley and poked his head out, looking around to make sure that no one was paying attention still before he focused on the front door of the building where his target should be appearing from soon. He crept forward, keeping to the wall and hiding himself in the shadows as much as possible. Thankfully he didn't have to wait long before the figure he was looking for emerged with his entourage. A suited figured with glasses seemed to be thanking him and seeing him out of the building but soon they were parting ways and Akihito stalked forward, intent on following them. He had only gone a few steps when something grabbed him around the middle and sudden his feet weren't on the ground anymore and he was being lifted up until he found himself face to face to with the glasses guy. Oh shit. He was close enough that he would clearly be able to see the camera around his neck for what it was and Akihito found himself staring back, completely frozen in shock. Why had he picked him up? Did they not like strays near their building? He had been scoping out this office for the past few days in his kitten form and no one had looked at him twice before now. Thankfully he had wiped the camera's memory card that morning so that right now it was empty in case he decided to take a look.

The man stared for a moment more before slipping off the camera from around his neck and tucking him firmly against his chest, grip tight enough that he wouldn't be able to wriggle away but not so tight as to hurt before entering the building. What the hell was he doing? Was he going to call animal control or did he think he would make a cute new pet? A thousand possibilities ran through Akihito's head but they were all shattered as glasses walked them into an elevator and selected the top floor. It didn't make sense, what was going on? He tried in vain to wriggle out of his arms but like he had thought, it was too tight for him to escape. He would just have to sit tight and bide his time, looks like he might lose the camera though. Damn, he didn't have the money to get another one anytime soon, they weren't cheap unfortunately. He was torn from his thoughts as the elevator dinged to signal the top floor, it had been a straight ride up with no stops. Akihito could feel himself tensing up as they made their way through what appeared to be a fairly ordinary office, except that none of the people they passed battled an eye at the fact that glasses was carrying a kitten, until they stood in front of a heavy looking wooden door. His knock sounded foreboding in Akihito's mind and they were given entrance immediately. The first thing he noticed upon entrance into the office was just how much space there was and it was decorated with plush, expensive furnishings and artwork. His attention was snapped to man in front of him when he was set down on the solid wooden desk that dominated the room. He was greeted with amused golden eyes that captivated Akihito immediately. He sat frozen, staring at the man, completely unable to even think, let alone move with those eyes boring into him.

"Asami-sama, this is the one from the reports. He had this camera hooked around his neck, it looked something like a collar from a distance. He seemed to be intent on tailing our guest from earlier."

Shitshitshitshitshit. How did they know? The golden eyed man leaned down closer and smirked at him.

"Hello little shifter."

Akihito's eyes flew wide. They knew? How…?

"Surprised?" The smirk grew wider and Akihito was vaguely aware that the glasses guy had stepped back from the desk and was talking quietly into his phone but his attention was focused on the rather intimidating person in front of him. "Real little kitties don't behave as you were doing, although I was unsure at first because you are the smallest shifter I have ever come across." Akihito puffed up indignantly earning himself a chuckle. "You're surprisingly cute." Akihito stood up and puffed up his fur as much as possible and snarled at the man who actually laughed at the attempt. "As I said, very cute. Now, my organisation has an interest in shifters and I would very much like to speak with you."

Akihito sat still and stared at him. An interest in shifters? What kind of interest? He was not keen on sticking around to find out. The last thing he wanted was to end up in a lab somewhere as a science experiment.

"Excuse the interruption sir, but they have found some clothes in the alley outside the building but there no personal identification."

Akihito breathed a sigh of relief. They had no way to tell who he was, if he managed to escape then they wouldn't be able to come after him. He just had to hold out until he could find some way to wriggle out of their clutches. Hopefully like most people they would underestimate the small spaces he could squeeze into and that would be his ticket to freedom.

"So little shifter, if you would shift back to human form, I would like to speak with you."

He smirked back at the golden eyed man, Asami wasn't it? He wasn't going to get anything out of him. Asami's eye's glittered with amusement.

"A stubborn one hmm? Kirishima, we are going to be having a little guest until he decides to cooperate. He's very small, make sure he can't slip away. He seems like a stubborn one so we'll need to make sure he has somewhere to sleep tonight as I doubt he'll cooperate today. He doesn't leave this floor."

We'll see about that. Akihito grinned at Asami as best as he could in his cat form. Game on. The man leaned back in his chair and raised an eyebrow at Akihito.

"Well, seeing as how you are determined to play cat, there's a cat bed and scratching post in the corner." The golden eyes flicked to the side and Akihito could see there was indeed a very plush looking cat bed that he hadn't noticed earlier, although he couldn't see the scratching post. He looked back to the man who was smirking again. "I have work to do so if you would be so kind as to vacate my desk." Akihito glared before stalking to the edge of the desk and peering over the side. It was surprisingly high up. He hesitated at the edge and the deep voice spoke out from behind him; "Did you need a hand getting down little kitty?" He could hear the amusement in the voice. Jerk. Akihito turned back to shoot him a glare before facing the slightly daunting jump. He set his feet apart, felt his muscles bunch up in anticipation of the jump and with a little wiggle of his tail he made the leap landing on all fours on the plush carpet. He stalked off in the direction of the cat bed although he had no intentions of behaving.

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Akihito wasn't sure how long it had been but he had fully explored the office, locating the scratching post mentioned earlier tucked in discreetly beside the bookcase. He had had time to ponder on exactly why this Asami's office was equipped with such things but he could only assume that they must have shifters around often so hopefully that meant they weren't planning on selling him to a lab. Unless of course it was lull him into a false sense of security. He would have to be on his guard just in case. Akihito was bored and starting to get hungry. Asami had been ignoring him since he jumped off the desk, continuing with whatever paperwork he was doing and the glasses guy, Kirishima, had departed, unfortunately closing the door after him and effectively trapping him in here. There was a very tempting napping spot at the floor to ceiling windows behind Asami were the sun was currently streaming in but he didn't want to risk it. He glanced around before his gaze settled on the bookshelf. He was small which was both an advantage and disadvantage but he might be able to negate some of the disadvantage if he could gain a little height.

With a bit of manoeuvring and scrabbling, he was able to scale the bookcase and was perched at the top, surveying the office with satisfaction. No one would be able to sneak up on him if he was up here. Movement from Asami's desk caught his eye. He was tapping his pen against the desk and the metal of it caught the light with the movement. Akihito was mesmerised and felt his cat instincts take over. He crept closer to the edge of the bookcase and crouched down, ready to pounce. Suddenly he was leaping through the air and tumbled into the pen, tearing it out of Asami's hand and rolling across the desk, attacking it. He rolled to a stop on his back, pen gripped in all four paws and sharp little teeth biting down at it. The pen was suddenly being pulled out of his grasp and he attacked whatever it was that was stopping his conquest. He grabbed the offending appendage between his front paws, back paws kicking out at it and sharp little teeth biting. A booming laugh froze him in place and suddenly Akihito came back to his senses. He blinked and looked at what he was attacking. A hand? He glanced to the side to see Asami grinning, resting his chin on his hand, elbow on the desk and the other arm led to the hand in front of Akihito. Oh my god. He was chewing on Asami's fingers, held captive by Akihito's front paws and his back paws had been kicking up at his palm. Akihito yelped and bolted off the desk, barely landing on all fours before streaking under the couch to hide in embarrassment. His hasty departure was followed by the rumbling laugh of the golden eyed man. Akihito resolved to spend the afternoon hiding out under the couch in shame. At least he would be able to nap here without interruption.

He was drawn out sometime later by a delicious sent, tempting him out to brave the office once again. Asami was still sitting at his desk, apparently still pouring over some documents but Akihito watched as he raised a fork with something very tasty looking to absently take a bite. He felt his stomach rumble. Hopefully he hadn't been forgotten about. He walked up to the desk and stared at it. The only times he had gotten up there was by help or jumping down onto it. He didn't think he was big enough to make the jump and honestly he wasn't about to make more of a fool out of himself. He trotted around the desk until he reached the chair and very shiny black shoes topped by some expensive looking suit pants. Stealing himself, Akihito extended out his claws on one of his front paws and carefully tugged on the pants. He looked up as Asami turned to look down at him.

"You've decided to come out now, have you?" Akihito gave him his best puppy eyes, the smell just got better as he got closer and he was sure he was starting to drool. "Let me guess, hungry?" He reached out and scooped him up by the middle and to Akihito's surprise sat him on his lap rather than the desk. He tensed, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable at the close proximity. He blinked as the hand returned and stopped in front of his face holding out a small morsel. It was some very exquisite looking fish, high grade and perfectly cooked by the look of it. He looked up into the golden eyes. He wanted to feed him by hand? The man just raised an eyebrow at him but didn't move otherwise. Akihito looked back at the fish offered. He wasn't sure what the deal was with eating out of his fingers but he felt his stomach growl and all resistance crumbled. He leaned forward and very carefully took the fish, trying to avoid touching the man's fingers. He let out a small rumbling purr at the taste, the equivalent of a human groan. It was the most amazing fish he had ever had. The outside was perfectly cooked with a hint of rawness in the middle that appealed to his feline side. There was a soft chuckle and another piece was offered up.

"Like it?" Akihito didn't dignify that with a reply just enthusiastically took the next piece. It wasn't long before he had forgotten about being cautious of Asami and was licking the juices off his fingers after claiming the little pieces of fish. Stomach finally full and eyes threatening to slip shut, Akihito stretched and idly contemplated jumping down and seeking out the cat bed. His though process was interrupted when a large, warm hand ran across his back before gently scratching behind his ears. Oh, that's the spot. It was in just the right place and Akihito couldn't help the purr that started up in the back of his throat before he settled down and his eyes slipped shut.

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He slowly came awake to gentle stroking across his full little belly and he gave a lazy stretch, becoming aware that he was on his back, paws in the air. The gentle pats felt so damn good and his whole body was vibrating with the force of the rumbling purr he was emitting to show his pleasure. His paws twitched and he blinked his eyes open to look around. An office? Wait. He tensed, purring suddenly halting and looked up at amused golden eyes in horror. Asami was the one rubbing his stomach. He tried to scramble away but was stopped by the same hand that was previously doing wondrous things to belly.

"It's too late for that little kitty, you've already shown me your cute side." He held Akihito up so they were looking each other in the eyes. "I have some more work to do but if you're good I'll play with you later." He scowled at Asami. As if. He put his paw out, carefully keeping his claws retracted, it wouldn't do to piss the man off, and batted at his nose in what he hoped was a small show of defiance. The small smile he earned in response wasn't the reaction he had been hoping for. "Ah, I didn't think so. You're just a little trouble maker aren't you?"

They were interrupted when the door to the office opened and Kirishima entered with a small package in hand.

"Asami-sama I have the package that you ordered." Akihito found himself sitting back on the man's lap while he accepted the package and quickly opened it. He watched curiously, wanting to see what it could be. He heard the soft tinkering of a bell and a hint of pink. What on earth…? The last of the packaging fell away to reveal a little pink leather collar with a small silver bell and a big pink ribbon tied in a bow on the back.

Oh hell no.