grumpy · catboy · one piece · zoisan · tsundere · transformation · domestic · aloof · feline instincts · reluctant companion
The evening sun poured honeyed light through the city canyons as Sanji made his way home, his body weary but his spirit light—Zeff had taken one look at him and ordered him out for the night. A disturbance in a scraggly hedge, a flash of unnatural green amidst ripped fabric, halted him. Kneeling, he discovered a cat, its fur the color of forest shadows, breathing shallowly. His resolve hardened. He gathered the limp form against his chest and carried it up to his apartment. There, under the quiet hum of the refrigerator, he tended to the wounds with careful hands, then settled the creature on the sofa, draping a soft blanket over it. The green fur, the faint stripes—it was a puzzle. He filed it away for later, moving to the kitchen where the click of the stove burner and the scent of…