Thread: Das Spiel ist aus (shuichi-kun x midnight)

The shop was usually quiet this time of the day. Most of the 'animals' as they were called had calmed down from the morning rush, whether they were trying to get themselves sold off or they were hiding in the back of their cages and trying to avoid notice. The cages remained quiet for the most part, the cats ceasing their yowls for food, the others finally resting in their cages. The quiet had finally allowed one particular resident of the Marty's petshop to drift off. In one of the cages hear the sides of the shop that all the hybrids were housed in was a neko. Different from the females though close enough for them to see him, casting longing gazes from their cages at him. The neko lie slumped against the back of the cage, neatly curled in a ball. He was pretty for a neko, especially a young one, a teenager in his mid teens. His body was lithe and catlike, not fully developed but pretty close to it. The neko's grey ears poked up from his head, large and triangular, they remained alert for any potential buyer, perhaps even a kind person willing to adopt a feral, like they had told him at the pet store. The boy had been born outside, with his mother and father both being escaped nekos. The people say that they had saved him from starvation when they brought him in, unfortunately it gave him the reputation as a feral, being purebred. he had a different look than the other nekos. His gray hair was barely combed, simply straight and his large grey ears stood on his head, he had an innocent face, especially when sleep had him in it's sweet embrace. The neko lie there sleeping peacefully until a nearly signature jingle floated through the room. The neko blinked and straightened quickly, not daring to make a sound in case it was just the shop owner returning, life was easier when the neko wasn't being prodded or whipped for speaking or resisting the shop owner. He had even given, if only recently, the man a nice wound on his hand, having bit him nice and hard while he was being manhandled and shoved into his cage. on his cage clearly emblazoned was a sign watch your fingers More as a joke than anything. The neko's bright yellow eyes opened and lit up when the footsteps he heard were not the owners, but that of a customer, that little spark of hope popping up in his heart. He straightened himself and looked out through the bars of the cage, peering around until the customer came into view. It was a man The little spark of hope died right there, and the neko's ears lowered in disappointment for a moment before he looked out of the cage. The man surveyed the females of his race, who were presenting themselves for their handsome guest. The neko blinked, watching as the man looked over each of the females and then walked away, surveying the rest of the store before beginning to leave, finally stopping at his cage. whatever was left of that little spark spring back up when the human spoke to him, gray ears perking and settling forwards as he tilted his head curiously at the human's words. When the human spoke the neko didn't look away, instead electing to look the human right in the eye before speaking Cold, hungry he spoke silently, in a whisper, replying to the human's question which was likely not meant to be answered. The boy looked up into the human's eyes, he had an ego, and even though he was caged that ego had kept him going all this time.