Purrfect Professor

Yo, Yoruichi-sama on the scene. Professional feline and entrepreneur of all things yarn. Ask before petting and/or scratching. The Iwakiri faculty is not responsible for any and all scars sustained from claws and teeth. You have been warned. Now-- let's try and have some fun. || Cats are connoisseurs of comfort, and like women will do as they please. Men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea. || Affiliated with NaruBleach RP Centre.

[textsfromhuecomundo]

(405): i can’t believe you were mixing vodka with green tea last night and enjoying it.

(1-405): i should bottle and sell it. my slogan could be “green tea vodka. antioxidating while intoxicating. your liver will thank you.”

[paramedichanataro]

[Stretches out, choosing this particular student's uniform as a scratching post] "Try and hold still, Hanataro-kun."

Hanataro widened his eyes and stared at the black cat. “W-where did you come from?” He jumped a little when he noticed the intention of the cat. “W-what are you doing there? The uniform is new and clean!”

[flashingprincess]

The cleanliness was of the uniform was of no real importance-- even dirty it would act as a good scratching post. Still, the felines hesitated long enough to fix the student with a stare.

"What else do you suggest I use?" The carpet seemed far more expensive, and the curtains so easily shredded.

[prodigyitachi]

It was not a greeting Aiko received very well, needless to say.

The normally tranquil cream-coloured cat hissed at the other- before proceeding to turn and pad off quite haughtily, her head held high. It was unusual to see her behave in such a manner.

And in light of recent events, witnessing this brought a strange sense of deja vu to the elder Uchiha. …

Best not to dwell on it.

He gestured for their guest to follow him into the kitchen. 

"I’m afraid Aiko is the least of our problems," he said with a touch of humour in his voice. He could think of one other who would not be pleased to meet this newcomer.

"We have water, we have milk…" Of course. "… Although I’m not certain if that’s acceptable for you. Aiko isn’t able to stomach it, really." As do most cats. That being said, Itachi wasn’t even sure if this one was genuinely one as well. Was it a transformation technique? He did not know enough about their world to make a concrete conclusion.

[flashingprincess]

Padding along behind him, the poor feline foe bested and no doubt retreating to some warm corner of the house, Yoruichi vowed to give it a good scratch later. Behind the ear, not as a declaration of war.

The beverages lined up, it took a moment to weigh the choices. "There's another special pet in your life? Aren't you the popular one. I'll just have some water." Milk would go straight to her thighs. Hopping up on the table, she made note of where all the cutlery was stored. Knives especially. It never hurt to be ready around a ninja. Even the warm, cat-loving kind.

"However, do you mind putting it in a glass for me? No offense to Aiko, but I'm a much too sophisticated feline to drink from a bowl."

[ulquiora]

[flashingprincess]

"Heeeey you." Isshin poked annoyingly at the familiar feline woman. "Now you're stuck here like the rest of us."

Watching the finger with a quirked eyebrow, she snatched it out of the air and grinned mischievously.

"Hands off, doc. You should be thanking me for livening up this place.”

[dr-kurosaki-isshin]

Isshin groaned. He needed Urahara to help wrangle this woman, for he knew that he would only wind up getting into trouble with her. He snorted. “Oi, leave my wimpy off spring alone.”

And he sighed. “Listen Yoruichi, I actually ave no clue as to what people do for fun around here. People fight sometimes, oh and there is a bar or something I do believe. You could totally check one of those out.” He deadpanned for a moment. “And having any patient at all is a bad thing.”

[flashingprincess]

"He's the one who's always looking for trouble. You should be thankful I'm there to look after his naive ass. It can't be helped-- I'm like a beautiful, overprotective aunt." Most aunts didn't have baths with their nephews, but he was a growing teenager. "I'm allowed to take a shot or seven at him."

That sounded like a suggestion if ever she'd heard one. "Alright, alright, if you're gonna twist my arm then I guess I'll go drinking with you. What's that, you'll pay for it, too? I'm flattered, Isshin." With a wink, she hooked her prey's arm in her own and pulled him along.

[nejinojuukenpo-blog]

itself. {event!Open}

Neji watched the unknown person drive his fist into Hinata’s gut and felt rage well inside him. “Fight, Hinata,” he said, letting the honorific fall in hopes it would shock her into acting. “Fight dammit, you’re better than him.”

Hinata didn’t fight, instead she looked up just as a leg came up and caught her across the ribs -

Lee’s body hit the wall with a sickening crack. Neji struggled to stand and get to him - get between him and the attacker, but he couldn’t. “Get up, Lee. Get up.” His voice was raw from yelling at the chuunin, though he never seemed to hear. This time, at least, he looked up -

Hanabi’s face was covered in dirt and forming bruises, her eyes swimming with tears. Which made no sense, Hanabi didn’t cry, and she certainly didn’t lose. “Hanabi you must get up,” Neji called across the arena, “you-“

"Neji-nii," finally, “why?” What? "why are-"

"you doing this?" Tenten was struggling to her feet as she spoke, blood dripping from her nose. "Neji, why?"

I’m not doing anything Neji tried to say. I can’t even move.

But he was moving, his fist, laced with chakra, driving toward her heart. Neji tried to pull back, to stop, but it was like he wasn’t in control. Like a puppet. A tool.

Tenten didn’t even try to dodge the hit, falling the ground, limp and lifeless-

his blue eyes stared wide, tan already bleaching as life fled his body. Naruto’s blond hair even seemed to shine less.

"Weak," Neji heard the words in his voice, from his body, and felt a chill. "Pathetic losers, all of you."

No. Neji tried to break through whatever was taking over his body, I’m not that person anymore. Get out get out get-

and like that he was. Out, and staring up at…himself. A harder him. Eyes cold, face impassive and freckled with blood. “Stop crying. You’re the strongest. You proved it.”

I’m not crying, he almost said, and then realized that was a lie.

Another tear hit the ground as not-Him started to laugh.

No.

[flashingprincess]

The chill that crept into her bones once night approached was not the sort easily countered by another layer blankets. Likewise, it was unlikely that her cat form would be of much use. Settling down for the night, a haphazard and wary sleep eventually drawing closer..

..the dream was not her own? Jerking alert, she was please to have slept in something a little less revealing than she might have in the summer. The pyjamas were certainly a poor make for combat, but at the very least they wouldn't slow her down too much. Now to make sense of the scene.

As brief a time as she had spent at Iwakiri, Yoruichi was aware of two critical pieces of information: firstly, there existed a world other than her own, where Shinobi gathered and waged war. Secondly, the Headmaster was a devious little tyrant, capable of extraordinary abilities. To subject his students to something like this, however? It may not have been the plush behind the boy's tears, but unless there was a certain Hogyoku-crazed madman nearby, the results spoke for themselves.

"Need a hand?" she asked, and then teasted, "who's your ugly friend?" keeping her distance from the pair. The situation spoke for itself.. but if she was reading it right, maybe it was better that she not put herself between them. The Headmaster wasn't the sanest fella, but didn't make him evil. After all, some of the greater men she knew bordered on the edge of insanity.

In any case, Yoruichi had a duty of care nowadays. A teacher looking after students-- this school was turning her into a proper lady. "Kick his ass!" she suggested, grin splitting. This place was foreign and her best guess, bleak on it's brightest day. Better give everything a shot before ruling anything out. "You should have some idea of his weaknesses, right?"

[textsfromhuecomundo]

(920): I’m at home, drinking with my cat. While this is an enjoyable lifestyle, other options are preferable.

[flashingprincess]

         "--I barely go to class, how do my students have so much work to mark?"

[shiho-breaker]

[shintenshin-archive]

"DID YOU JUST SPEAK?!?!" Ino gasped dramatically, yelping as if she had been bitten.

“WHAAA! I thought he was an ordinary cat!”

This day was so bizarre. And of course, Itachi always attracted the most bizarre of creatures. Like herself.

[flashingprincess]

An amusing young lady. A little bit on the dramatic side, but it came with her youth. Wasn't Orihime easily excitable, too? 

"I could stick to just meowing, but I'm afraid you'd have a terrible time trying to decipher my meaning," she teased. Poor girl-- she'd make for a remarkable amount of fun. "Doesn't your world have talking animals?"

[arc-blade-blog]

[flashingprincess]

I'm sorry. You're just a very pretty kitty >u<

"You should see me on a good day."

[flashingprincess]

*pets the kitty * A*///

"Without even buying me dinner?"

[girlintroubles]

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[flashingprincess]

shintenshin replied to your post:Another cat? Aiish. How many does Itachi want?! [Rolls eyes and dramatically stares at the heavens]

Ino sighed, petting Yoruichi begrudgingly. Rule number one of being an elegant girlfriend was to accept her boyfriend’s pets. “You’re nice enough… but no cockblocking!”

The poor girl, feeling threatened by a cat. "I don't think I'm his type," she mused allowed. "Nor is he mine." His sort would much rather an old book in favour of a young girl. More the pity to them.

"Perhaps there are other 'cats' I can persuade to give the two of you some time alone?"

[flashingprincess]

"Heeeey you." Isshin poked annoyingly at the familiar feline woman. "Now you're stuck here like the rest of us."

Watching the finger with a quirked eyebrow, she snatched it out of the air and grinned mischievously.

"Hands off, doc. You should be thanking me for livening up this place.”

[dr-kurosaki-isshin]

Isshin laughed. “Livening up? I’m sure that that’s not the right phrase but I know for a fact that I’m going to be getting more patients with you around, Yoruichi.” He smirked. “Besides, this place was plenty lively before you showed up, now it’s just gonna be hectic.”

[flashingprincess]

"Whinge, whine, whinge! I can see where Ichigo picked up the habit," she countered. Although having only been here a short time, Yoruichi wasn't spotting the lively countenance among staff and students that Isshin boasted of.

"One or two extra patients isn't necessarily a bad thing. Keeps business good, pays the bills-- all that human routine. Hey, here's an idea! Show me what passes for fun around here."

[prodigyitachi]

"True enough." Noting the cat’s contentment, he complied once more. Its ability to speak failed to spark any signs of surprise from the elder Uchiha- this was not the first time he had encountered a talking feline. Two of Nekobaa’s sprang to mind.

"Although it is necessary at times. Are you certain you wouldn’t like any refreshment?"

At this, his own cat emerged from the kitchen, eyes wide and curious as it studied the newcomer. Was this stranger supposed to be part of their family too?

[flashingprincess]

"That all depends on what you have on tap, I suppose. Don't you know that cats are notoriously fussy creatures?" Altering her attention to the newcomer, Yoruichi pushed off the Shinobi's hand with a single paw. More often than not cats could be terribly jealous creatures, too. It would be shame to make a poor first impression.

Protracted claws, it was a clear enough message for even the simplest of house cats. You can have your human back when I'm done with him. "My, my, I'm already fighting for your attention."