Meow (Casey/Zeke) PG

[moit_fics]

Title: Meow
Author: moit
Summary: Casey and Zeke are neko-chan (cat boys). Hilarity ensues.
Rating: PG (due to Zeke's dirty mouth)
Pairing: Casey/Zeke
Genre: Fluff, schmoop, comedy
Warnings: Yaoi/Slash, neko-chan
Word Count: 416
Author's Note: This is for i_o_r_h_a_e_l. The fic is based on her absolutely adorable neko!Casey/neko!Zeke icon.



When Zeke came to, the first thing he realized was that his nose was twitching uncontrollably. He reached up and felt . . . whiskers? Running his hands over his face and head, he realized there were also furry ears sticking out of his head. His regular ears were still there, but he'd also developed a set of . . . cat ears?

Before he could have a proper freak-out, Casey suddenly bounded over him, rubbing his own wiskered nose against Zeke's.

"Tell me this is a dream," Zeke groaned.

"Nope." Casey smiled wildly, showing off the gap between his front teeth. "You're a neko-chan, now."

Zeke struggled to control the anger welling inside him. "What the fuck is a neko-chan?"

"It's Japanese for cat-boy," Casey answered with a giggle.

"Okay, that's fucking fantastic," Zeke said, pushing Casey off him to sit up. "But the joke's over. Get this shit off me." He yanked at the whiskers, but cried out in pain when they wouldn't come loose. "What did you use, superglue?"

Casey giggled again. "No, silly, they're attached!"

Zeke stood up. His tail was swishing angrily behind him. Casey was wearing the same getup, apparently. Whiskers, ears, and a tail. Only Casey managed to make it look sorta . . . cute.

"I know you like it," Casey said, stepping close enough to press himself against Zeke's body. His tail wrapped around one of Zeke's legs, pulling him closer. Begrudgingly, Zeke allowed Casey to pull him down for a kiss.

*

Zeke woke up with a start.

He checked his face and his head. No ears. No whiskers.

Beside him, Casey was sleeping soundly. He ran a gentle hand over Casey's face, too, just to make sure. He was neko-free, too.

Zeke let out a sigh of relief.

But as he snuggled back into Casey's body, he felt something furry against his cheek and his stomach drooped. Hesitantly, he opened his eyes.

With a rush of relief, he saw that it was only the black and white kitten Casey had dragged home, Bandit. He was using their pillows as a soft bed for the night.

Bandit cracked open one blue eye, regarding Zeke.

"You're a sneaky bastard," Zeke whispered, scratching Bandit behind the ears.

"Babe? Everything okay?" Casey asked, sliding an arm around Zeke's middle.

"Just a nightmare, Case. Go back to sleep."

With Bandit on his pillow and Casey at his back, Zeke fell back to sleep, his dreams free and clear of cats and Casey-chan.