Hojo wanted to kill the animal.

He knew it was taunting him. Knew it. First it had escaped from the lab, which he had tightened up after Specimen C and the new attempt at the Chaos project had found their way out. Then it had shown up in the background of the news reports, following the trail of destruction left by Sephiroth, his true success, and those people who were following him. It had climbed up the reporter’s suit one time and meowed at the camera.

Hojo was going to dissect the thing when he got it again.

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He liked this dark-haired human, he decided. Well, the kinda human. He smelled different, of heat and blood and the sneezy making metal. And he smelled of predator, one who was good at eating small cats like himself.

But he was really good at catching small tasty animals. And didn’t yell when the brightly colored fishes in those shallow pools got eaten as well.

He really liked this human-thing. They were following the same call, heading for the voice that tugged at them, and he purred. He had seen the calling human before. The caller was nice, using the long sharp thing to catch fish for him as well. So well trained.

So now they hunted, though he didn’t know why the human-thing with flower eyes wanted to find the calling human. Maybe he wanted easy to catch fish as well.

It didn’t matter. Human-thing gave good scratches with his claws, and that meant everything was good in the world. Now to find calling human and get more fishes and scritches. More humans to follow his will.

So much better than the smelly cold place and the human thing that smelled like old rice and sourness. And who didn't give scritches. He would have to get his humans and human-things to deal with the sour man.



*sighs* [insanejournal.com profile] pegunicent, this is all your fault. Itachi/Zack? *begs*
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