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Out of spicy foods: So I've not been here the past two weeks, I got distracted by my many other blogs. But! Tomorrow is Neko's birthday, so I totally plan to be here. So you all can spoil her and put up with her constant raving.

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Kらくがき by たろう

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                  'Neko is strong. She is brave. And she has a family who loves her.'

{/Just because one person yelled at her, did not make her a bad cat. It did not make her a bad girl, either. And why was she so surprised? Yata yelled all the time. Frankly, it didn't make it hurt any less when he did it. It was still a frightening thing to be yelled at, and not yelled to. She just had to tell herself it was okay. That he wasn't mad at her per-say, and even if he was, why did it matter? Neko was Neko. She was a strong independent cat, who only needed Shiro in her life. Yata was a grumpy Red who sometimes fed her.

And he always protected Anna.

Neko could be nice for her favorite little Strain. But, this was something that was uncommon for her. An apology. Was Yata truly sorry? That's the feeling Neko was getting from him. He wasn't a bad guy, he was just...short and angry! That short moment of clarity was enough to make Neko smile again.}

|☂| ➙ "Yata-san is forgiven! Thank you for apologizing!"

{/Always show appreciation when kindnesses are given. Dang Kuroh and his stupid lessons. Still, bounding right back up to the vanguard, she gives a small, affectionate nuzzle to the side of his face.}

"——— ?!"

He has the shock on his face simply because of the fact that she thought he was wrong. Not because she shouted back at him for yelling. Where had his vow gone not to yell at girls? Had he really been so sucked up in his own world of being right that he had broken his own concept of how he treated women? It didn’t sink into him until that moment that, even if someone annoyed him and that someone was a girl, he needed to act better than how he was acting.

Terrible. No, Yata wasn’t pitying himself, but it was apparent on his face that he had acted poor. And for someone as brash as him and as dense as him to figure this out, you would think it’s truly a miracle. It had taken him long, bu the fact of the matter was that he had actually managed to let it sink in at a given point. How mean could he act to others? It was different in HOMRA. They were all like him. It was communication. This was different.

The entire aura of them is choking and Yata hates feeling bad for things. This is why he tries to avoid topics such as this, getting unnecessary amounts of anger for ridiculous matters. This was due to his own antics, due to the fact that he had been the absolute definition of an idiot. No. He refused to pity himself because that just made him feel ridiculous and, once again, he disliked feeling that way.

"….Sorry," he apologizes, something that is genuine from him.

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         {/Neko herself had no actual shame. The comments people made about how 'indecent' she was, flew right over her head half the time. Generally it was only when it actually hindered what she wanted that she would comply. Such as her need to take a nap on this boy. Him yelling because she was naked was just absolutely terrible. Although at the same time, they were going to a store, right? Stores meant food! While he was busy looking for clothes, Neko could get them food!

         With a quick nod, she latched on to him. Her arms around his shoulders, pressed up against his back so he was almost carrying her in that sense. She could walk, yes. She'd probably even get there faster than he could if she wanted to. But, if he was going to be taking care of her for the day, why not go the whole nine yards?}

|☂| ➙ "Neko's name is Neko, but whats yours?"

          His hand lingered on the collar of his jacket for a moment, head turning to the side. For all his sexual remarks about girls and their ’ hot bodies, ’ he was still a decent human being who would never take advantage of someone and treat them respectably. Had the girl—Neko, he had easily gathered—not been naked, he probably would have made jokes that would possibly get him killed by certain friends he had, but even with the small jabs, that was all they were. Yosuke was harmless, even if he wasn’t a virgin.

          " Come on, l—let’s get going then. " He had to hurry and get some clothes on this girl, otherwise what little reputation he had would be ruined. There was always the option of just leaving her alone, telling her that he wanted nothing to do with her, but that would not be right. Standing carefully, Yosuke started to gesture to the side.

          There was a back way to Junes that he used all the time. He could let her hang out in the back while he went in to grab her some clothes; it sounded like a good plan to him.

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|☂| ➙ "I punish him good for being so mean!"

         {/And by punish, she means making it difficult for him in general. Drawing on his face, stealing the food he's cooking, refusing to wear clothes. Frankly, those were all of Neko's normal habits. But Kuroh seemed to especially dislike them. Which basically enticed her to do more of those habits.}

|☂| ➙ "But, he is Silver, like me and Shiro. So, I'm nice sometimes."

          Unfortunately for Neko, Takehiko’s sight of what the hat was to her was limited at “sentimental object”. It was a simply a difference in the sort of attitudes they each held, and how they perceived different things in the world.

          “The Black Dog…he seems like a nice enough person. Even though we weren’t really seeing eye-to-eye when I saw him more than ever before, I could tell that he’s got a good heart.”

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|☂| ➙ "Mackerel!"

{/Despite him saying not to make a fuss, that's exactly what Neko did. Tuna was very much okay, but why couldn't they have Neko's favorite for dinner? Did Kuroh want her to suffer like this? Did he want to see her beg? Like a dog? If that was the case, he was about to be in for a world of disappointment. Not even that stupid cleaning robot was enough to distract Neko from her endeavors of trying to get what she wanted. Kuroh had to share!

Or, give her something to buy her silence and compliance! Which she'll just take gladly, without his permission. If he's going to decide dinner without her permission, she's going to take a snack to tide herself over without his permission.

Without missing a beat, Neko takes one of the cut up pieces of Tuna from him, and quickly retreats to her place on Shiro's bed.}

|☂| ➙ "Mine! This is mine now since you're so mean!"

[ ♟ ] — Frying pan in hand, repeating the recipe in his head over and over again as he proceeded in the preparation of that day’s meal. Yatogami Kuroh was strictly following the instructions of that kind mind who kindly shared his culinary knowledge with him when he was still looking for Shiro under Ichigen’s instructions, that he wasn’t entirely pleased when Neko came intro what he called ‘his territory’. The dark haired youth had stated both to not get in his way when he was working there.

❝Isn’t it a little too late to be saying that?❞ Kuroh knew that the strain had quite the appetite, and she really liked his cooking, but still knowing she held some respect towards him for that, she could be quite problematic when hungry. ❝We’ll not be eating mackerel tonight, so don’t make a fuss. Today’s dinner will be tuna croquettes, fried shrimps and curry.❞

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|☂| ➙ "With Kuroh. Neko doesn't want to wear them today."

{/She deserves a day off! Neko had been wearing clothes for over a week straight. And unlike the blues, she had to change them on a regular basis. How did normal people need so many clothes? They were pointless and irritating as everything. They were hard to move in, and always itched in some places, especially on the back of the neck, or on the side. Who would want those things?

And more importantly, why did it matter to the Blue Lady? She got to wear her clothes, and Neko got to go without! There should be no issue!}

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;; ♙. fortitudine. Seri’s impulses got the better of her— being a woman, she was more attached to her treatment, everything people saw about her. She rose to her position as a lieutenant regardless of her gender, something she was quite proud of; she still kept feminine on days off, taking great care as to her appearance. And… she felt it was her personal duty to serve as a role model for women, perhaps. To allow her own success to inspire. She felt it was necessary for her to watch over other females— which, obviously, included helping those she thought rather… scantily clad… to cover up.

" Where are your clothes? "

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|☂| ➙ "No more being sorry! You have to be here more often!"

{/Despite how much she was pouting, she was indeed happy. She hadn't let go of him yet, and even gave him nuzzles.}

opalinya said: “Shiro is late! So so late! You’ve been gone way too long, and I don’t like it!”

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|☂| ➙ "Myaaa--!"

{/Again with this stupid thing! He placed it on her shoulders, and she just gave a low hiss of annoyance. Why were clothes such a big deal? All they did was get in the way! And his smelled like sweat! With a small pout on her face, the cat couldn't do much protesting. Not if she wanted a warm place to sleep on for the day. And food. And more pets. This guy was a keeper. He was now Neko's too.

He didn't have the same privilege as Shiro, but he would have his notions taken into consideration. And it was just a jacket for right now, right? Taking a moment and slipping it on her arms, and doing her best to button it up as much as possible, it only went up so far. As well as only covering so much.}

|☂| ➙ "Neko is ready! Food! And then naps!"

        What the hell was he thinking? Wasn’t this any guy’s dream to have some naked girl in their lap? Not that Yosuke wasn’t enjoying this—because a part of him really was—but at the same time, he also had no idea how to handle the situation. When Teddie presented himself in the nude when they first found out that he grew a body under his bear costume, it had not been that much of a big deal.

        Goosebumps rose on his flesh at the what was supposed to be an affectionate gesture, flinching away. Turning his head away, hand shielding his view, Yosuke swallowed dryly. ” I—It’s fine, I can go ahead and buy you some. Don’t worry! ” Abruptly, he placed her hands on her shoulders to steady her so she did not fall when he suddenly rose to her feet.

         Removing his school uniform jacket, he draped it over her shoulders. ” Just wear this for now, o—okay? “

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|☂| ➙ "--Yata is wrong! And he shouldn't yell at Neko!" 

{/What did she do to deserve this? She wasn't playing around, or anything of the sort. She was giving an earnest effort in explaining the concept to him, and he was yelling at her for it. Why was he being so mean to her? Not even Kuroh was this mean, when he disagreed with something Neko said or did. And Shiro never yelled at her. He might yell to get her attention if she's too far from him, but even then it was always filled with worry, or with kindness.

She didn't care for this hostility from him. It made her feel small. Like what she said didn't matter, or that it was always wrong. Neko always thought getting in people's space was a sign of caring, and a sign of affection. Friends, family, things of that nature! And she herself had no personal issue with him, but did this mean he had one with her?

Thinking about things like this always made her feel bad, she didn't care for this feeling. But at the same time, she knew she had to be strong. Stronger than that feeling. Or at least convince herself that she was. Fake it to make it. Besides, she still is hungry. She wants those spicy rice crackers. But....if he wants her to stay at a distance. She can. Then once she gets what she wants, she doesn't have to stay near him!}

|☂| ➙ "........I want a bunch of them."

"What do you think smothering means!?" Yata exclaims, getting a little frustrated in that moment. He looks at her with genuine curiosity as she begins to exclaim in frustration her definition of smothering. It sounds more caring than what Yata had learned the word to mean. He squints at her, tilting his head down after she finishes speaking.

"Maybe in your world it means that, but smothering also means to overwhelm someone. Get in their space," Yata says. He knows he’s being a little mean, but he was merely frustrated by her confusion towards the task at hand.

And, actually, his guilt towards being rude to girls crawls up his spine and taps him gently on the shoulder. It’s a reminder that he should probably stop this before it got out of hand, before he became beyond angry with her. Even if he was irritated with her, he preferred that not to happen. He didn’t like being mean to girls after all… A sigh comes from him and he shakes his head, looking towards the bar, “Come on, let’s just go get you those rice crackers, okay?”

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|☂| ➙ "Mrow?"

{/That's what he was shouting about? Honestly. He wasn't as bad as the red clan, maybe Yata. But then he was more like Kuroh too. Although he wasn't shouting about how indecent it was. Hm. He has yet to be classified as of right now. Plus, he was still holding her! He didn't push her away! Which meant of course he wasn't a bad guy in the slightest.

Bumping his chin with her nose, she gave a small hum of content. Sure, she could put on clothes. She'd need help of course, but at the same time she didn't bring any. So she couldn't! Neko wins again!}

|☂| ➙ "--I don't have any! They're at home! I woke up before Kuroh could dress Neko in them, so I don't have to wear them!"

         Panic washed over him for more than one reason. How does someone like him handle a naked girl in his lap? More importantly, how does one handle said naked girl yelling and complaining at him? Hands hovered over her form for a moment, though they alternated from covering his eyes and trying to hover over her comfortingly.

        ” S—S—Sorry, sorry! I didn’t mean—I-I—I, um, c—can you put on some clothes? ” He was stumbling over his words, cheeks as red as a tomato and his heart racing over a hundred miles per hour.  

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|☂| ➙ "Neko did ask nicely.."

{/However, the wings did interest her a lot. She wanted wings too! But, she was a cat. But a cat that the ability to change not only her, but other's perception of reality as well? She could grow wings if she wanted to. And mixed with her gravity manipulation, who's to say she can't fly? Wings however, would be a bit much. But simply taking a huge jump up, and staying up there? Not so hard. 

Okay, that was a lie, it was very hard. But if she just kept straight, she'd be fine! Or laying down. On her tummy, and making sure she was off the ground safely.}

|☂| ➙ "I can do it too! See?"

     ”Hm— I think I’m done for now.”

                       He chuckled, flapping his wings a couple of times for good measure; or rather to show off a bit. He did so love to show off whenever he could— Even in front of complete strangers. The little boy had been raised with notion that he was absolutely perfect, so he saw no reason to be ashamed of a bit of show boating.

                                           ”Maybe if you ask me nicely.”

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|☂| ➙ "Like Shiro! I found Shiro, so he's mine! And I'm his!"

{/There was no other answer or option she'd accept for this. Besides, Shiro never once complained about it either. But now that Neko thought about it, she'd be asked to include Kuroh as well. And frankly, with as much as he does for them, he's earned it.}

|☂| ➙ "Kuroh too! He's mine too! And that hat is family then! If it lets you see someone you can't see anymore, its family too!"

{/Like Shiro's parasol. Didn't she understand how important it was to Neko in the time being of his absence? It...had the same feeling to her. And that parasol always gave off a comforting feeling, and it had his scent. It would never be anywhere near the real thing, but something was always better than nothing.}

          “Yeah, I mean the Red Clan. They’re my family, and always will be.” At least she hoped so. "When I thought I didn’t have one, I found them. …or they found me, one of those." Family were the people that accepted and loved you. The people that took care of you, and the people that you could go to when you were in trouble. "The hat isn’t family, but it has a memory. It lets me somebody I can’t see anymore."

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|☂| ➙ "I wasn't smothering you!"

{/He didn't understand! How could he not understand? Wasn't he older? Wasn't he supposed to know more? Or were the humans really...that ignorant of things like that? Another shake of her messy head, and she begins in an attempt to explain! She had to clear this up for him!}

|☂| ➙ "Smothering is when you're too sick, or not being fed enough, so your mommy or daddy or big sibling will cuddle you and smother you in love so you don't feel it! That way they can make you better!"

{/On top of driving the attention away from the ailment, it could also be used to help people. Give them a believable enough lie, and soon it will become the truth. Like when Neko got injured. She believed that kisses would make them better. Which is why Shiro and Kuroh had to give any little nicks and cuts kisses. And she did the same. With her tongue. But the sentiment was still the same!}

"Yeah, smothering."

He doesn’t really understand why it’s a hard thing to understand, the word has been used before by others. Yata was sure the other had heard it before, or at least was smart enough to know what it meant. She didn’t have stupidity written all over her, maybe just a little bit of childish nature. Although, really, Yata didn’t really have any right to call her out on his childishness, he could be a bit ridiculous sometimes too.

And then she denies that she was ever smothering him, something that makes his face scrunch up in confusion. Did she mistake the meaning of the word? Because she was definitely smothering him by getting in his face just moments ago.

"What? You were getting in my face and you were nuzzling at my neck! That’s definitely smothering…"

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Out of spicy foods: Sometimes I think about Shiro/Adolf more than I really should.

Like.....did he not have clansmen because he couldn't share his immortality with them and didn't want to risk being alone and having to face that despair of watching them grow old and die?

Or because he could share his immortality, and felt that it would be a hard thing for them to handle. Especially if they still had ties to family, etc. Plus, he wouldn't want to give it to the wrong person.

I mean, either way, its got to be a thing that weighs heavily on him. And I have always been wondering what they could gain from being his clansmen, like the abilities the aura gives them. Like, the Wiki says they presumably only get Gravity Manipulation. But that doesn't exclude the immortality, and doesn't include it either. Huffs. Now I really wanna know.