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  • A Home of Our Own

    By : Kugatsu
    Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male
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    Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
  • Chapter List
    • 1-Protect
    • 2-Change
    • 3-Family
    • 4-FFFC: Freedom for Feline Companions
    • 5-Wrongfully Accused
    • 6-I like Mice
    • 7-Move so Fast
    • 8-Side Tracks
    • 9-I'm with You
    • 10-It's Time
    • 11-Split
    • 12-In Sight
    • 13-Revealed
    • 14-Undercover Ops
    • 15-Going Going
    • 16-Story Time
    • 17-Long Night Today
    • 18-I'll do What I want
    • 19-New Day
    • 20-Heart *a real Chapter!*
    • 21-What Can You Do?
    • 22-This Night
    • 23-Just to Be Close to You
    • 24-I Break Things
    • 25-Neko. Mimi.
    • 26-Wow. You Smell Good.
    • 27-Wham Bam
    • 28-Hey, Honda's in this One
    • 29-Home Sweet Home
    • 30-Leaving Me?
    • 31-Questions Questions
    • 32-Oh Seto
    • 33-Listening
    • 34-Together Now
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  • A Home of Our Own

    Summary: A series of separate Neko Fics that will culminate into a longer story about love, loyalty, and belonging. Kimi ga Iru AU
    Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. If I did…*begins to laugh evilly*
    Warning: Sadness
    Author’s Note: There was a very long note here and I received an interesting response to it by email. Do not judge, if you do not want to be judged is what I personally believe, but I would like to thank the author of the email, you know who you are, for some of the information in the email. Things will be changed, however, I still believe any rude comments such as the one I received via review, was unnecessary. I have my email address available for those type of things specifically. Do enjoy the story. That is all.

    To new readers of my fics, I hate to say this, but you actually have to read ALL my other fics to understand anything. Seriously. I’m trying to save you the trouble of being confused so here’s the order: Kimi ga Iru, You Can Do That, Tegami, With You, Heart of Gold, White Sweethearts, Flyte Time, and Summer Time Magic which does a brief cross over with Still


    FFFC: Freedom for Feline Companions

    “And down this hallway –”

    Marik growled and slammed Shadi into a wall, startling the man. “Where is Malik!?”

    “He –he’s in the hospital wing, we’re getting there!”

    “We’re going there now. Understand?”

    Shadi nodded and Marik released him. The Egyptian man led the very agitated Neko to the hospital wing where Marik proceeded to follow Malik’s scent to the large room marked “ER”.

    He let out a snarl and started down all the doctors and nurses to no real affect. The lead doctor, a brunette woman, pulled down her mask and sighed.

    “Don’t do that.”

    “What are you doing to him!?” he said, claws out.

    “Trying to fix the damage…” the woman could see how agitated he was and waxed sympathetic. “You can stay with him if you’d like.”

    Marik went over to the table and squatted down. Malik didn’t smell right. He smelled like chemicals and pain and tears. He nuzzled the boy’s face and kissed a limp paw.

    //Kitten? Kitten can you hear me? //

    He got no response and merely stayed there, his forehead pressed to Malik’s his tail waving nervously as the doctor’s continued their work.

    **

    Shadi left the hospital wing and returned to his sister’s room to find the woman already awake. He went over to her bad and sat down.

    “Are you well?”

    Ishizu nodded. “Marik’s intent was not to kill, only to stun.”

    “The others in the lab were barely sparred. The police and the FFFC moved in quickly and we rounded up a lot of evidence. It was clearly an illegal lab.”

    “I know. I’m amazed my cover was never blown…so many of our agents –”

    “Do not think of it Sister…” Shadi pointed to the tv. “What are you watching?”

    “The news. It’s always so terrible, even the normal animals are abused. Just today they removed twenty-six cats from an old woman’s home and there was a huge case of Neko abuse today.”

    “Hm.”

    “Do you remember prize breeder and shower Mai Kujaku? Her remains were found in her own home along with the dead body of that ‘Bandit’ Keith fellow as well as three dead Nekos, all starved and beaten.”

    “How horrible! What about Mai’s Egyptian Tri-colors? Were those the –”

    “No. Just some common breed Nekos…there were no trace of those three. Do you remember the news when that kitten she had won best in show in his first show? To think we had Mister Motou foster that kitten and now…”

    Shadi shook his head. “Do you remember that British Alabaster case? We tried to get Akefia for so many years and…”

    Ishizu shook her head. “Let’s not talk of it anymore. At least today, we have a victory. We saved over thirteen kittens today from a life of isolation and experimentation.”

    They nodded and watched the news in silent companionship. Ishizu patted her brother’s hand.

    “Where is Marik?”

    “With his mate.”

    Ishizu laughed. “They are not Mates. Besides, Malik is much too young. They are as brothers, best friends.” She smiled at her brother, pushing his shoulder. “How you project your aspirations onto others!”

    Shadi laughed softly and took off his head wrapping, revealing a bald pate. “It...is my aspiration yes…”

    “You don’t have to sit here with me. I know you would much rather go see your ‘friend.”

    Shadi turned crimson and looked away. “Sister, I assure you that we are sticking to the terms of –”

    “Shadi.” Came a deep voice from the door.

    The man turned, smiling shyly, still an interesting shade of red. “Rishid. Hello. I was checking on my sister.”

    The man nodded. “I hope you are well Ishizu?”

    The woman took on an aloof look and turned back to the tv. “As well as can be expected Rishid. Don’t you have work to do?”

    The man grinned. “I do. I was hoping Shadi would like to come with me to get the new arrivals calmed and into bed.”

    Shadi jumped up. “Yes, I would.”

    Ishizu turned off the television. “I will have another nap. See you in the morning Brother.”

    Shadi left the room with Rishid, talking animatedly about the new group they had rescued.

    “They are all very exotic breeds that I’ve never seen before! I hope we can either get them good guardians or set up as Free Nekos under the new system…”

    He talked on but Rishid wasn’t too interested. As they turned down a deserted hall, he took his chance.

    Pinning Shadi to a wall, he kissed the man feverishly, pinning his wrists to either side of him. As he withdrew, he took a breath.

    “I haven’t seen you in so long…”

    Shadi tried to catch his breath and took back his wrists, pushing against Rishid’s chest as the man leaned into him again. They kissed again passionately, this time, Shadi breaking away.

    “We cannot do this. Can you not wait six months? Please Rishid, if my sister were to catch us…”

    “She will not…” the man rumbled. “I have waited since the first day I saw you here, bandaging strays. How can I wait?”

    Shadi shook his head, smiling and pushed Rishid back gently. “We must get the new arrivals to bed.”

    The man walked away and Rishid followed, muttering, “How I wish to get you to bed…”

    ****

    Marik had been adamant about not leaving Malik’s side, going so far as to scratch one of the nurses. He now leaned over the boy, stroking cheek and moving his hair out of his face.

    “Kitten…”

    He had no idea what they were going to do. The doctors said three to six months for recovery. How was Malik going to deal with the pain that long?

    An idea occurred to him and he got up and gently turned the boy over on his stomach. He ghosted his clawed hand over Malik’s back and tucked the Millennium Rod toy close to Malik.

    Wake up soon…

    He glanced at the clock then and stretched out on the floor beside the bed. He’d have a quick nap then get up to watch Malik again.


    ****

    Ishizu pulled down the hem of her skirt as she crossed her legs, taking one more look at her clip board before the proposal began. She could already tell Mr. Kaiba was in a mood from the way he kept checking his watch and looking out of the floor to ceiling windows.

    “Can we hurry this up? I have to get back to my real job. You know? The one that makes money?”

    The woman sighed, closing golden eyes. “Yes, but does running the world’s most lucrative game company get you a tax write off like funding the FFFC does? I think not.” She motioned to a nervous looking Neko standing behind her.

    “She’s here today as apart of her socialization process. I believe you’ve read Anzu’s case file?”

    Kaiba waved a hand dismissively and Ishizu began.

    “The two Nekos, the Egyptian Goldens, have quite a power ability. It’s a form of telekinesis that extends not only to animals, but other Nekos and humans. I believe if we successfully recruit them to the FFFC, we can do even more good, not to mention save you some money when it comes to field agents.”

    Kaiba smoothed his tie and looked the woman in the face. “And how will you go about recruiting them? From what I’ve read, this Marik is quite aggressive and isn’t it true that the little one has already killed someone?”

    “All accidents, I assure you. I’ve known them both since they were kittens. I can guarantee you that they will not only be assets to our team, but manageable.”

    “I don’t want a scandal on my hands if they lose it and kill someone. I can deal with it, but I don’t want to have to –Don’t touch that!” he barked.

    Anzu jumped away from a covered bird cage, alarmed. The tall, brown haired Neko’s ears drooped and she began to cry. Ishizu stood up and hugged her.

    “It’s okay Anzu…it’s fine…He isn’t going to hit you.” She glared at Kaiba and the man nearly turned away in his large leather chair. “Why don’t you go wait for me in the lobby? Remember? They have the toys out there you like, hm?”

    The girl nodded and wandered out, sniffling.

    “I told you she was abused! You can’t go yelling like that!”

    Kaiba got up and went to the cage. “I could care less…Kisara is precious, too precious to leave to some flighty Neko.” He lifted the covering gently and peered inside. There was slim, ice blue colored reptile perched on a bar. It had large blue eyes and delicate wings coming from its back.

    “I recall that was one of the few times you actually came out into the field with us…”

    “I only do this so Mokuba will stop bringing home every starved and beaten animal he sees…” he reached through the bars with a finger and the small reptile prilled and nuzzled the finger. He smiled and withdrew, putting the sheet back down.

    “What’s the recovery time on the small one?”

    “Around four months.”

    The man went back to his desk and gathered his things. “Get it done Ishtar.”

    “Yes Sir.” Ishizu got up, gave a brief bow, then left the room, collecting Anzu as she danced on a weight activated cat dancer. The woman was amazed. It looked more like one of those DDR games than a cat toy, but then again, this was why Kaiba ran the biggest and most lucrative pet toy business.

    **

    Marik dried Malik’s tears after he sat the boy back on the bed. It hurt the boy to do everything and it was hurting him in turn. He offered the boy a small bowl of strawberry crème, saddened when he turned it down.

    “It hurts Marik…make it go away…”

    The spike haired blond put the bowl down and stoked Malik’s face. “It’ll take time Kitten, but you’re strong, I know it…”

    “It hurts…” he wailed, beginning to cry again and laying on his stomach.

    Marik closed his eyes and gripped Malik’s paw. //Let’s concentrate on the healing…only the healing…okay? //

    “’Kay…” the boy sobbed, sniffling and regaining composure.

    Marik leaned down and laid beside the boy, pressing their foreheads together. Malik purred and closed his eyes. They stayed like this for sometime, not even noticing the nurse that came in to check Malik’s machines.


    Malik opened his eyes, feeling much better. A glance at the window far away told him it was sundown and he squeezed Marik’s hand.

    He really did feel better and he knew it was because of Marik. The boy was asleep and a single probe of the mind told him it was an exhausted sleep, a healing sleep. He scooted closer and licked his friend’s forehead, purring.

    I love you Marik…

    ****Two Months Later****



    Marik laughed and swatted Malik’s tail away as the boy sat with his back to Marik on the bed. The staff at the Center decided that since the boys insisted on being together all the time and that there were no double hospital beds, that they would simply give the boys their own room and teach Marik how to change bandages and do what needed to be done to make sure Malik healed properly.

    The Egyptian Golden slowly peeled the bandage off Malik’s back. “Aw! It’s smells!”

    “Mmmm! Raw flesh!”

    They both laughed and Marik took a medical wipe, laughing when Malik screamed comically.

    “You dope, you know it doesn’t hurt!”

    Malik nodded. “It’s almost healed, I know…”

    Marik nodded absently and looked at the developing scars. “It’s hieroglyphs…and they tell a story about some Pharaoh…”

    “Well isn’t that nice! At least I always have a book with me now!”

    Marik pressed gingerly and looked for any still healing wounds. He found none and noticed that the only problem was that everything was a little discolored and nasty because of bruising and a bit of mucus drainage. He took care of all of that and figured Malik would just need to go outside in the sun after this to get his color back.

    “Is it okay? You aren’t saying anything?”

    “It’s fine. I give it a few more weeks…does it hurt to move anymore?”

    “Not really…I can run and stuff…but I can’t do back flips and stuff like I used to…”

    “And you don’t need to do that.” They both turned, smiling.

    “Ishizu!” the chorused.

    The woman came and looked at Malik’s back. “It’s looking better…lighter bandages?”

    Marik nodded. “That’s what I’ve been doing…”

    “Well, I guess it’s just in time! Summer’s here! There’s a pool and things outside.”

    “Where?!” Malik chirped. “What’s a pool!?”

    Marik laughed and finished the bandages. “It’s a big…fountain…like…in the garden…or like…a big, clean puddle!”

    The injured Neko had only been allowed in the Center’s gardens. Other than that he was under strict instruction to limit his activity and to stay inside.

    Malik turned, too fast and hissed in pain. Marik kissed his forehead and licked his ear. “Watch it…”

    Malik nodded slowly and looked at Ishizu. “I want to go!”

    “After you’ve healed…”

    The woman sat on a nearby chair and looked around the room. It was nearly identical to their old one, save for the enormous pile of blankets and things on the floor in the corner.

    “What’s that for?”

    “Malik can’t always climb up to the top bunk. He sleeps over there for naps or with me…”

    “Ah…” Ishizu nodded and opened a portfolio. “Guess what boys? I’ve got a proposal for you!”

    Marik laughed. “Gee Ishizu, I’m flattered, but I’m only seventeen and…I don’t think Nekos and Humans can marry.”

    The woman laughed. “No, it’s not that, and if legislation pulls through, Nekos will be able to marry soon…” she read over some papers then looked up at them, Malik playing “Catch the Tail” with Marik’s tail.

    “It’s about…your abilities and working for the FFFC.”

    Marik frowned immediately. “No. I’m sick of being used and I don’t want to be owned by anyone!”

    She sighed. “This isn’t about ownership or being used, but I can tell by your face that you don’t even want to talk about it anymore so…”

    She got up and set the portfolio on the desk. “Read it yourself and tell me if you smell a rat. I’ll fix it or trash it or whatever you want…but…I have to tell you, if you agree…you all could live with me and be my real little brothers.”

    Malik perked up. “I want to be real! I mean, your brother!”

    Marik growled and Malik looked at him, ears dropping. “What? Marik?”

    Ishizu came over and stroked both of their heads, earning a purr from Malik and a subdued growl from Marik. She left then and the elder Neko pushed the younger away.

    “Ow! Marik!”

    “You traitor! So you want to be with her is that it?” He got up and started to pace the room. “I’ll have you know if it weren’t for me you wouldn’t even exist!”

    Malik didn’t understand what was going on and stood up. “Marik? Marik what’s wrong? I didn’t mean it like that! I thought you liked Ishizu too?”

    “Don’t you get it?! They just want to use us!”

    The boy went over and grabbed the portfolio. “But Marik, I’m sure if we just read it –”

    He didn’t know where the rage came from, but Marik struck, hard and fast. The portfolio hit the ground and Malik hit the wall, his wrist connecting awkwardly with the side of the dresser.

    They both heard the snap and Malik sniffed. “I just wanna live in a real house…”

    Marik came over. “Oh, oh Kitten I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

    “It hurts!” he said, beginning to cry. Marik scooped him up and ran for the hospital wing, cursing himself for hurting someone so close to him. After this, he’d do whatever Malik wanted.

    After hurried explanations and having Malik’s wrist put in a cast, the elder Neko stewarded the boy around on his back, playing jokes on anyone who happened to be in their path.

    They came down the hall, about to continue on when they saw Shadi and Rishid together. Malik was about to laugh, but Marik clamped a hand over his mouth and let the boy slid down. They both crouched around the corner and watched.

    //What are they doing? //

    //Kissing! //

    Malik was puzzled and wiggled his tail around, bringing the soft crème colored appendage to his hands. //People kiss that way? They’re trying to eat each other! //

    Marik grinned and they watched on.

    Shadi pulled back from Rishid’s passionate kiss, panting and trying to stop his hands from straying lower. “Rishid! No!” he whispered harshly. “We cannot!”

    “It’s been two months since I kissed you last…”

    Shadi was about to speak when he got another kiss instead. He leaned into it, gripping Rishid’s work shirt. “I –I know but we cannot! My –”

    “We could easily go to an empty store room and –”

    The bronze skinned man placed Rishid’s hands on his chest. “No! If my sister were to catch us she would never allow us to be together because you’ll be seen as unable to keep commitments!”

    “But Shadi I ”

    “How do you think I feel?” the man said, staring into his eyes. “I don’t jump you in the halls!”

    “But you want to right?”

    Shadi laughed and didn’t resist as their lips met again. They were so engrossed, they didn’t notice who had shown up. Neither did Marik and Malik who received swats to the tail.

    “OW!” they cried out.

    Shadi paled and pushed Rishid away, the man grabbing his hands and holding fast.

    “Si –sister! We –we weren’t doing anything –I –He –Please do not count this against Rishid! I instigated this encounter!”

    The woman folded her arms and stared Rishid down. “Don’t you have inventory of supplies to do?”

    Rishid let go of Shadi’s hands reluctantly and bowed. “Yes Ma’am.” He walked off in the opposite direction, winking at Shadi before he left.

    She looked down at Marik and Malik. “You two are awful. Get back to your rooms!”

    “Yes Sister!” they snickered, running off down another hall.

    Shadi gave his sister a smile and Ishizu shook her head, walking away. He slumped down the hall and sighed.

    **

    Malik laughed as Marik tickled him on the bed, kicking away and burrowing under the pile of blankets in the corner. Marik came over and poked his head inside.

    “Boo!”

    Malik laughed and kissed Marik on the mouth, causing the other boy to laugh.

    “Are you okay Kitten?”

    “Yes.” Malik sat up and Marik sat down on the floor, amused how Malik’s ears looked under the covers.

    “Do you really want to do whatever’s in that portfolio?”

    Malik shrugged. “If we still get to be together and with Ishizu. Yes.”

    Marik sighed and climbed in the blankets, holding the boy. “Then I guess we can read it at least…”

    The younger boy purred and licked Marik’s neck and cheek, beginning to groom him. Marik did the same, nuzzling Malik’s cast.

    “Sorry…”

    Malik shrugged and slipped his tongue into Marik’s mouth. The elder Neko’s ears perked up, but let Malik do whatever. When he was done, Malik pulled back, giggling.

    “That feels funny!”

    “Feels kinda good too!” Marik laughed and continued to groom the kitten. “We’ll read the papers later and make a decision, okay?”

    Malik nodded, leaning up. “Let’s do the kiss thing again!”

    Marik laughed. “Okay.”

    He let Malik kiss him, deciding that it did feel good and pushing his tongue inside the younger boy’s mouth. Tongue’s swirled and explored, only stopping as they heard their door open.

    “Boys?”

    Both popped up out of the covers. “Yes?!”

    “Lunch!”

    “Kick ass!” Marik said, jumping up.

    Malik got up and leapt on Marik’s back. “Let’s go horsey!”

    Marik laughed and Ishizu shook her head. “You boys…”


    Later, Malik dipped his claw in some ink and signed the bottom of the paper. “We get money if we do this?”

    Ishizu nodded. “Um hm. And you get to live with me and Shadi!”

    Marik rolled his eyes. “Oh boy! The Mouse Man!”

    Ishizu giggled. “Don’t call him that! You scare him all the time! What’s he supposed to do?”

    “Grow a set?” Malik asked, still signing carefully.

    Marik crowed laughter and Ishizu covered her giggling mouth. It would definitely be an adventure having these two in her house.

    Marik signed next, much quicker, and handed the papers back to Ishizu. “So…when do we move?”

    “Once Malik’s healed all the way. These papers will be processed quick so maybe I can have you guys outta here sooner!”

    “Woot!”

    They looked at Malik and he shrugged. “I heard it off tv!”

    Ishizu smiled. “At least you’re watching it instead of destroying it…”

    ****

    Marik smiled as Malik jumped on his new bed, bright blue cast still on his wrist. He looked at Ishizu.

    “Sure it isn’t too high? And aren’t all the Neko toys a bit much?”

    “Well, I could always make you two share a room and give all those free toys back to Kaiba and turn this back into an office.”

    Marik gave her a look and she laughed.

    “I wouldn’t do that to you. Besides, he already having fun.”

    Malik was jumping and swinging off the bed’s posts, claw marks not even showing on the special wood finish.

    Marik laughed again and followed Ishizu to his own room. He smiled as he saw it.

    It had a low bed and was decorated in warm reds, browns, and whites. He went over and flopped on the bed.

    “Damn this is soft…awww” He began to purr and rub his back against the material. Ishizu didn’t resist and went over to scratch Marik’s exposed belly. He laughed, but purred more.

    “This is your room now!”

    The boy looked up and around. He had his own tv and bookshelf and games and everything.

    “This is so kick ass…”

    “I’m glad you think so, because it’s your home now.”

    Marik sat up, fingers playing at the golden collar on his neck. It said his name and where he lived on the back. He smiled and looked at Ishizu.

    ‘Thanks…you know? For…stuff.”

    She nodded and handed him a box. “This is for you as well.”

    Marik opened the box, shredding the ribbon and packaging in one swipe. He opened the lid and gasped. Inside was a gold plated version of his old toy, the Millennium Rod.

    “Ishizu! This is…”

    “The real deal. Welcome home Marik.” She hugged him and left, the Neko watching her close his door.

    He sat there for a second in silence, looking at the toy.

    Thank you for everything…

    ****Flash Forward Four Years****


    Malik tossed off his shirt and walked over to his dresser, jumping as Marik came in.

    “MARIK!”

    “What? It’s not like I haven’t seen it!”

    The blond Neko sniffed and quickly put on a new shirt. “I don’t like it when you pop up like that…”

    Marik shrugged. “Ever since I killed those five guys you’ve been jumpy. What’s up?”

    Malik shrugged and snapped his collar on. “Don’t worry about it. You’re lucky Kaiba made that go away…”

    He felt arms wrap around his waist and lips on his neck. “What’s the matter? Why’d you put your shirt back on so quick?”

    “Marik stop…” he whispered. “Look, don’t worry about it. I’ve just been having nightmares again.”

    “Why didn’t you tell me?” the Neko growled lecherously. “You know you can come sleep with me.”

    Malik shrugged him away. “Yes, don’t I know it.” He turned around and flicked Marik’s ear. “We got a lead on the Alabaster case.”

    “Not this crap again. We tried that two years ago! Remember you got dropped off a building?”

    Malik shrugged. “I should’ve tried talking to him.”

    “Sure. How do we know this Bakura really exists?”

    “Because he’s been spotted again. He was in the park playing by himself.”

    Marik quirked an eyebrow. “Playing? Bakura’s a cold blooded thief.”

    Malik shrugged and smacked Marik’s hands from under his shirt. “They said he was playing and chasing butterflies.” He whined and smacked Marik’s hands away from his tail.

    “Stop!”

    “God, it’s not like you’re a human virgin, come on.”

    Malik gave a yowl and pushed Marik away, turning to brush his hair. “I should have never kissed you…ever!”

    Marik grinned and got the Millennium Rod out of his jacket, spinning it in one hand. “Whatever.”

    “And I’m still a kitten!” he wagged his finger in the mirror at Marik. “Bad Kitty!”

    “Rawr!” the Neko said, laughing.

    Their cell phones rang and Marik picked up. “What?...No…Malik…So?...No…okay…OKAY!...” He hung up the phone and frowned. “Ishizu wants us to remember to pick up milk.”

    Malik laughed and put on some jewelry, sliding a golden ring into his exposed belly. He winked at Marik, the elder Neko jumping up and coming to suckle his neck again.

    “Let’s go Big Brother.”

    “God, don’t say that. Now I feel like a pervert.”

    Malik laughed and tugged his tail away from Marik’s roaming hands. “I want to find Bakura!”

    “Why?”

    Marik followed the kitten as he bounced down the stairs. “What’s this Bakura got that I don’t?”

    “Thieves are sexy!” he purred, tossing Marik his keys. “Ooo! Let’s get ice cream!”

    “Wow, you go zero to Ditz in sixty seconds!”

    Malik laughed and locked the door to the house, sliding his keys in his pocket and smacking Marik’s hands off his ass.

    “You know Marik, one day, we’ll have a home of our own!”

    Marik got on his bike and smirked. “Yeah? With kittens of our own?”

    Malik rolled his eyes and got on. “Don’t forget the milk.”



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    *EFC: Experimental Feline Companion FFFC: Freedom for Feline Companions
    *This took so long because I had originally written an update right after the last one, but it got erased before I could save! So, it took me a few days to get my inspiration back! Now, everything is up to speed and the following chapters will begin to mesh everything together.
    *I’d like to thank Wicabeth for the inspiration for this fic!
    *Schwarzwald loves ya’ll!
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