Chapter 4

Cat Caught Your Tongue? Chapter 4

By Sai Kaitou X

Misaki x Saruhiko

Rated M for sex and swearing

You have been warned.

Misaki was currently having a small dillema. He really didn’t want to go crawling back to his friends for help since his outburst, but his searching for answers was going nowhere fast.

“I bet if Saru was his usual self, he’d tell me that it’s no surprise that I can’t do this by myself, especially since I can’t even understand basic maths…”

Looking over at Saruhiko, he couldn’t help but miss his snarky comments, and how much of an ass he could be.

Said blue was currently licking the back of his hand in a cat like manner, before rubbing it over his ears.

“That was actually…kind of cute” he thought blushing.

Misaki shook his head. Now’s not the time to be thinking like that!

Grabbing the cat eared male by the hand, he made a beeline for the door. He was going to get Saruhiko back to normal, even if it meant swallowing his pride.

While they were rushing down the street hand in hand, a pair of bright gold eyes was watching them in the distance. Things were turning out not like she had expected.

The red felt a slight chill run down his spine.

Must be the wind or something” he thought to himself.

Eventually, they arrived at bar Homra, not before having to drag Saruhiko away from a few passing mice, but they made it nonetheless.

Izumo looked over at the two men at the door, not surprised to see they hadn’t gotten very far.

“Well, look what the cat dragged in?” he said smirking.

“Haha. Very funny” Misaki replied. “Look, I want to say…that I’m sorry for the way I behaved. I could really use your help to find whoever did this to him…even if it means calling the blues”

It was really hard for Misaki to have to say this. He really didn’t want to let Saruhiko go.

“It’s okay, we don’t have to” repled Izumo.

The red looked up in surprise.

“Seriously?”

“Yes seriously. We’ve had a few visits from Scepter 4 already, asking if they’ve seen him drop by here. They were wondering why he hadn’t turned up for work, or helped Munakata with his “karaoke night”?”

“I think Saru dodged a huge bullet there…”

“Also, we got a tip from one of our customers. Apparently he recalled seeing a blue arguing with a young girl from across the street. He was going on about how these government puppets have no shame and whatnot”.

Misaki piped up at hearing this.

“A young girl?! What did she look like?!” he asked eagerly.

Izumo lit himself a cigarette before replying.

“Apparently, she had dark hair and gold eyes. He also mentioned something about cosplay”.

Misaki smiled, pumping his fist in enthusiam.

“Yes! Finally we have a lead! If only we knew where to find her…”

It was then that Kamamoto and Anna walked through the door.

Seeing the pair, Kamamoto smiled. “Hey! Did you guys hear the good news? I’m guessing you did by the look on your face, Yata”.

Misaki nodded, smiling happily.

“Finally! One step closer to having his Saru back to nor-…”

His joyfulness flatlined when he felt a hand pawing at his crotch.

Saruhiko was currently between his legs, fumbling with the clasp on Misaki’s belt, ears twitching in frustration.

The rest of the bar was silent in confusion, before one of them dared to speak up.

“Um..why is Saruhiko trying to steal your belt?” inquired Anna.

Kamamoto quickly covered her eyes.

Misaki was so embarrassed he could barely speak. Raising his first, he bopped Saruhiko on the head, hearing a defiant “nya!” in response.

He began fixing his belt “What have I told you about doing that in public?! Stupid cat monkey!”

Saruhiko pouted, holding his sore head.

Izumo gave a small cough.

“If you don’t mind me asking, what exactly was that all about? Guessing by what you just said, this has happened more than once?”

Misaki blushed bright red.

“Oh dear God…Do I really have to explain this to my comrades?! Though the bar is basically empty besides from us, so it’s not like the rest of the gang will know…If they learn to keep their mouths shut”.

Heaving a sigh, the red sat down, ready to explain. Saruhiko scampered to sit by his side.

“Um, Kamamoto, you may want to take Anna out of the room for this”.

Understanding what Misaki meant, Kamamoto led her into the other room. Anna questioned him why she had to leave, but he just explained that it’s personal.

Misaki fiddled with his thumbs, not quite sure how to put things into words.

“Well, you see… Saruhiko, in this form, gets energy from…doing that” he tried to explain.

Izumo tried his best to hold back a laugh.

“So by that you mean sex?” he inquired.

The blush on the red’s face increased tenfold.

“Sort of, he gets his energy from my s…se…”

The bartender was about to crack. This was just way too surreal!

“You mean he gets energy from your semen?” he asked straightforwardly

Misaki was surely about to die from embarrassment!

“Y-yes… Pretty much. Though I’m not sure why”.

Izumo looked up in thought.

“Well, it could all be part of his transformation. And if it keeps him healthy, then you’ll just have to be the good owner that you are and keeping feeding him. In fact, you may want to start now”.

Misaki looked confused, embarrassment still clear on his face.

“Why’s that?” he asked

“Because Saruhiko is trying to undo your belt again” he replied laughing.

Misaki’s face went pale before adding…

“Fuck!”.

Chapter 5

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