The Tokyo Kitty Shop~

The Eye Of The Dragon~

~ A wicked messenger falleth into mischief: but a faithful ambassador is health.~ Proverbs 13:17

I've got a three day weekend cuz of Memorial Day and I'm not able to write for Dragon's Last Tear yet (I'll do that tomorrow) so we're gonna write about a entirely different dragon! 😏

I don't know how in the world motorcycles work so if I get anything even slightly wrong— pls correct me😞

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p.s. this chapter is freakin 4000+ words long...

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【Ｋｅｎ　Ｒｙｕｇｕｊｉ】

Naoto looked up from pushing a bag of cat food  on the shelf at the sound of the bell before going back to what he was doing when he heard (Y/N). "Hey, Naoto? You here?"

"Yes, just a moment. I'll be right with you!"

"Okie dokie." (Y/N) responds, stuffing her hands into her jacket as she walked further into the store, fixing her beanie securely over her head. Since the wild rain storm last night, the next day seemed to have gotten a little colder— not that she minded but she wished her bike hadn't broken down.

Taking the local bus was a nightmare, it was way too crowded for her tastes, sweaty men and strong perfumed women with loud, whiny  kids got on her nerves.

A startled hiss from below her shook (Y/N) out of her thoughts, and she looked down with wide eyes at a blonde cat glaring up at her with his teeth bared and fur spiked.

From what she remembered form the brochures, this one was a Savannah, one of the largest among the domestic cat breeds. He had the traditional spotted coat but what caught her attention was the strange shape of a dragon winding around his ear and little farther down his neck.

Another, but harsher hiss pushed (Y/N) out of her stupor and she noticed her was curling her tail closed around his body as if it was hurt— his sharp dark eyes burning into hers with great warning.

"Oh, crap...!" Stupidly, as she was lost in her brain, she stepped on his tail and that the one of the worst things you could do to offend a freaking cat. "I'm so sorry, are you okay?"

Obviously, the cat said nothing but watched as (Y/N) down and looked at him then to his curled tail in concern; "I'm sorry, bud, I didn't mean to." She slowly offered her hand to him in a truce, silently hoping that he wouldn't choose violence as the cat skeptically snipped at her hand.

Pleasedon'tbitemepleasedon'tbitemepleasedon'tbitemepleasedon'tbiteme—

There was a grunt and sudden fur under her hand o̷n̷c̷e̷ ̷a̷g̷a̷i̷n̷ snapped her out of her brain panic and (Y/N) noticeably relaxed as she softly rubbed between his pointed ears, this continued for a few more seconds before he deemed it was enough rubs before moving away from her hand and saunting away towards one of the play pens.

"I see you and Draken were getting along."

"Heh," (Y/N) chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of her neck as she stood up, a slightly guilty grin on her face. "I wouldn't say 'getting along', I accidentally stepped on his tail."