The muse may hate me for this...

[thirteenth_brat]

Who: Kitty!Roxas, Tifa, Cloud
What: Squeesh
Where: Seventh Heaven
When: Late Saturday/Early Sunday (ie, Midnight when the curse breaks)
Status: Ongoing



Roxas wasn't wasn't sure exactly why he was wandering the town in the middle of the night, but he was. He was restless and he didn't know why, but wandering the town was probably not a good idea, especially not after nearly getting ripped apart by a pack of Imps, though that hadn't been in town. Still, he was wandering.

For reasons he couldn't figure out, his wanderings took him to Seventh Heaven. Well, maybe this was a good thing. He was a bit hungry but he couldn't carry any munny with him in this form. However, he might be able to pass himself off as a lovable stray and get a snack. With that thought in mind, and the hope that Tifa wouldn't realize it was him, he slipped inside. Of course, on a Saturday, it would be busy as hell. Maybe he wouldn't have to worry about Tifa recognizing him.

Silently, he hopped up onto an empty bar stool and just sat there, looking around. Where was Tifa anyway?

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[preminumheart.livejournal.com]

Tifa turned at his voice, still petting the kitten in apology for picking him up so suddenly. "Know what?" She asked, her mouth curving into another smile at his distraction by the kitten.

"He was sitting on the bar stool when I found him." she explained.

[thirteenth_brat]

Roxas was really not amused. What had that one website called this? Marshmallow Hell? Even though he couldn't blush, per se, his face felt hot and he just felt odd in general. It bugged him and he really wanted to go hide somewhere. And as if it wasn't bad enough, now Cloud was here.

Actually, Roxas really did feel odd and he was starting to think it wasn't just his discomfort at being pinned against the barkeep's notable assets. But what else could it be? Sure, he was cursed into feline form at the moment but... but... maybe...

He had a second to mutter "Oh hell..." under his breath before the magic of the curse quite suddenly let him go. The next few seconds were fuzzy at best and ended with him still held to Tifa's chest. Only now, he was human again and... well... considering that the curse had left him as a cat sitting in the middle of a pile of clothes... and those clothes were in his room now...

Was it possible to die from embarrassment and if so, was he about to find out the hard way?

[preminumheart.livejournal.com]

She hadn't quite paid attention to the first few seconds of squirming, although she gripped slightly tighter so the kitten wouldn't fall out of her arms. With all the magic she had been exposed to over the years, Tifa paused when she felt the slight tingle of magic in the air.

There was almost a audible popping sound and suddenly the kitten in her arms was a face getting quite smooshed into her chest. There was a pause, and she resisted the urge to pound the boy through the wall before letting go of him. Without a word, she unbuttoned her apron skirt and dropped it in his lap for at least a bit of coverage.

[not-asoldier.livejournal.com]

The gentle smile was wiped off of Cloud's face in a flash and replaced with one of pure confusion. Cloud had seen a lot of wierd things in his life, but somehow this took the cake. Appearently being a kitty was Roxas's curse. Okay then.

He opened his mouth to say something, but the words just didn't come. A few snickers here and there did though, but he was trying to kept himself from bursting out in to laughter. This was just too ridiculous.

[thirteenth_brat]

Right about now, Roxas wanted a rock to crawl under or something. Having been turned into a cat had been bad enough. Having the curse break while he was squished against the busty barmaid in the middle of her bar on a busy night threatened his sanity.

He hadn't missed Cloud's desperate attempts not to laugh, but he really couldn't hang around to comment. For one thing, he was naked and for another, Tifa was probably about ready to kill him. Still blushing furiously, he grabbed the apron to make sure he didn't lose it and made a dash for the back room. By the gods, if those stupid Refugees found out about this, he'd never hear the end of it.

[preminumheart.livejournal.com]

Her mouth twitched, wanting to scold Cloud for laughing (abet muffled) even though she herself could help but wanting to giggle as well. If not for the utter strangeness of this situation, the expression Roxas made after returning to his human form.

Once he had fled to the back room did she left herself chuckle softly, before casting out a eye onto the crowds. Everyone seemed busy doing whatever they came here for and from what she could see, no one had noticed their slight laughter. Making sure everyone was still content for the moment, she slipped into the back room to deal with this a bit more.... privately.

[not-asoldier.livejournal.com]

Cloud just silently followed Tifa into the back room, relieved that there hadn't been a huge scene in here. Rather than sticking around, Cloud dissapeared into the apartment that was connected to the bar. However, moments later, he reamerged holding a set of clothes.

"Here," He said, shoving them at Roxas, he couldn't have the boy running around the town naked.

[thirteenth_brat]

Roxas hadn't really expected to be alone for long. He just hadn't wanted to stay out in the bar long enough for any of the customers to notice him. He didn't pay Cloud any mind at first... until the man shoved the clothes at him.

Well, that was a nicer gesture than he was expecting. He took the clothes without comment and dressed quickly. Black wasn't exactly his favorite color in clothing, but for some odd reason it looked good on him. Not that that even mattered at the moment. He was reasonably certain Tifa was angry with him and he doubted he was getting away without talking to her...

[preminumheart.livejournal.com]

Tifa waited until after the guys were finished to reappear, arms crossed. "And what have we learned from this Roxas?" she scolded gently, a mock frown appearing on her face.

It held for a few seconds before she couldn't hold back the giggle any longer and relaxed. "I'm not really angry." She said. "It's more like surprised." Her face broke out into a grin and she smirked the slightest. "Besides. You make an adorable kitten."

[not-asoldier.livejournal.com]

Why did Tifa have to go and say that? It was everything Cloud could to not to start laughing again. Cloud wasn't in the mood for a Keyblade upside the head, or anything like that.

So he turned his back to Roxas, and started staring at the ceiling like it was the most intresting thing ever.

[thirteenth_brat]

Roxas wasn't sure if he should be relieved or annoyed that not only was she not angry with him, but she was teasing him. He was still blushing a bit and really, she could've fooled him. He'd thought she was going to bash his head in initially.

"Just... uh... don't tell any of the Refugees," he said, trying not to sound like he was begging. It was hard when he actually was begging, but hopefully he managed... or at least Cloud and Tifa would be kind enough not to let him know they'd noticed, "I'll never hear the end of it if they find out... You might not either, come to think of it."

He didn't miss Cloud's sudden interest in the ceiling after Tifa's comments. There was no doubt that the blond emo bastard was trying not to laugh, but Roxas held his tongue on that for now. Tifa may not have been angry with him over the cat thing, but her tolerance probably didn't cover a random brawl in the back room of the bar and he really didn't want to find out the hard way if she was capable of kicking his ass. Maybe at the coliseum some time, but not here and not now...

[preminumheart.livejournal.com]

Tifa's lips twitched again, trying to suppress her giggling again. And Cloud wasn't helping at all with his ceiling watching. Which actually reminded her that it needed a new paint job. That crack in the corner was really beginning to bother her.

"I won't" She promised. However, just because she promised didn't mean she'd might not mention it to Aerith who might just innocently pass it off to any one else and suddenly everyone would know anyway - but she wasn't quite that mean. Yet.

[thirteenth_brat]

Between Tifa fighting with giggles and Cloud staring intently at the ceiling, Roxas was pretty sure that this really couldn't get worse. Well, okay, there was always a possibility that it could get worse.

"Please don't... It might prompt someone to go looking for fan fiction of us..." He shuddered at that thought... and hitched up his borrowed pants before they could drop. If he really wanted anything right now, it was to get back to his room and into his own clothes.