This short (very short) story is a fanfiction for The Blue Rose by Cavedwellers on fictionpress. I love the character Kiaan because his strange hatred for cats has always fascinated me. Please keep in mind when you read this that I am a big cat person and I feel kind of bad for what I did to them. Oh well, enjoy!

They were closing in on him and he had never been more unprepared for anything in his life.

At the academy you learn to deal with all sorts of things. He had slain thousands of hunters who crumbling lifelessly before him as he continued on without feeling. He had watched people die numerous times, seen people crack and go mad under pressure, he had even seen one of his own guard mates turn traitorous on him. But none of that could prepare him for what he was facing right now.

Cats; at least twenty of them, their fluffy tails and lean bodies wriggling in excitement. Why cats got like this when there were around him had always baffled and irritated him. He had absolutely no need for these beasts and yet they were all attracted to him. Most people would love to have a cat purring in their lap for whatever reason. The thought was enough to make Kiaan sick and the fur-covered demons moved ever closer to Kiaan who was huddled in the back alley behind the coffee shop where Tressin worked.

He unavoidably took a closer look as one of them latched on to his shoe. He noticed that almost all of them looked homeless. They were scrawny and malnourished from what Kiaan guess must be days between feeding. Perhaps just taking scraps from people stupid enough to keep their species going, or rummaging through trash bins in search of day old scraps of meat.

The cat in question appeared to be a tabby, it was all printed except on the tip of it's nose, ears and paws which were dirt covered kind of white. The tabby glared up into Kiaan's eyes with a look that conveyed an intense love. They stared at each other for a few seconds before the cat rubbed his face affectionately against his boots and let out a soft mew. Kiaan drew back his foot and kicked the tabby cat, sending it flying across the ally as it let out a high picked caterwaul. This was war and there was no way he was going to let a mangy, flea-bitten cat rub against his new boots. No. Fucking. Way.

They cats grew closer still, pinning him to a wall as he tried to think of what to do. One fluffy cat in particular was attempting to get his attention. It was an extremely fuzzy white cat with a tail that had to be at least the length of it's entire body, if not more. It rubbed against his leg purred so intensely that it's body was shaking and twitching to the point where it was almost knocked of it's feet.

Cats must be the stupidest creature that ever was. It obviously did not notice or not care what had happened to his furry tabby comrade. It didn't realize that it would have the same fate if it didn't back away soon, very soon. He looked into the beady, yellowing eyes of the thing he hated most in the world and felt burning liquid anger rise up in his chest. The cats merely kept moving closer to him as more of them latched onto him in various places some purring, some salivating copiously as if he were catnip. This would not continue.

Rearing back and arching his body Kiaan yelled at them "I am not your catnip!" before pulling out his soul weapon and preparing for bloodshed.

Yup, Kiaan really hates cats. Just for fun not meant to be taken too seriously. It pretty OOC but funny none the less so I decided to put it up. Reviews are always appreciated.