WARNING- Cats and Birds is a mob AU fanfiction of the Arcana game, and is not meant for young audiences and is not meant to offend anyone. Some writing choices were made so characters are out of their canon way of acting and thinking. Please do not be offended by character choices made by the authors and content creators, this story was made for fun and in the way we wanted it to be. The story was not hijacked by any of the authors to make any ships or characters overshadow any other. All content contained in this story has been agreed upon and accepted by all parties in it’s creation.
TW- Cats and Birds contains scenes that may not be suitable with some readers, including themes of violence, smoking/drug use, sex, cursing and various other strong themes. Special warnings for scenes will be posted with chapters. Proceed with caution and Reader’s discretion is advised.
5
The barks didn't seem to stop until dawn, when Rose stirred next to him, smiling against his skin “mmm I love waking up next to you…. All mine…” She whispered. She hadn't heard him that night.
Julian was OUT, once the barking stopped his mind cleared and SHE left his mind. He snored softly in his sleep. His mind thankful to finally have rest for the night.
Rose giggled and got up, throwing on one of his shirts and went downstairs to grab coffee. She looked happier after that night, her men smiling at the sight of her peace, even teasing her a little bit in good nature.
Julian finally left Rose’s room in the afternoon, groggy. But he still knew what he had to do. With Rose’s lighter in hand he shuffled back to his room in a tired stupor. He grabbed the magazine and went outside. It was time to put an end to this.
Rose wandered the halls, holding a coffee for Julian “Ilya? Honey are you awake?” She looked around, glancing in his room “Darling, I have coffee.”
Jumping at the sound of her voice Julian dropped the magazine and kicked it under his bed. Hoping Rose didn’t notice. “Ah! Rose!!...Coffee?? Yes! Thank you.”
She cocked an eyebrow and walked in “Sorry did i interrupt something?” She saw her lighter and smirked “Are you smoking a blunt without me again?” she handed him the coffee cup.
“No! I was just…..erm...burning...some evidence! From an earlier mission!” He wove his lie quickly, sweat rolling down his eyepatch. “I..i should’ve asked to borrow it.”
Rose kissed his cheek and smiled “I don't remember bringing evidence home. I must've missed it.” She looked around the room and giggled “You really need to clean in here.” She bent down to grab a dirty shirt by the bed.
“Ah haha…..yeah…” he scratched his neck, “Well...you know me…”
“Gods even under the bed is gross.” She groaned “Old papers, clothes, books, geeze Ilya maybe you need to spend a day with a broom.” She laughed and stood, pecking his lips
“You’re absolutely right! I’ll get right on it!!” He gave a nervous laugh, kneeling down. She was right….it was a bit of a pigsty from this angle.
“Make sure you bring my lighter back to me later.” She chuckled “I'll be out for a bit at a meeting.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled “Maybe later we can clean this room and have some fun?”
“Absolutely!” He smirked, his eyes darting underneath his bed. She hadn’t seen it...thank god.
“Also, throw away those magazines under the bed. I think they're old porn mags.” She pecked his cheek and headed out.
As soon as she left he let out a sigh of relief, reaching under the bed to grab the magazine. “I suppose it's time to say goodbye.”
He left the room and went out into the lot, gasoline in hand. Julian took a deep breath and started the fire, pouring a bit of the gas into an empty pot. He held the magazine out with shaking hands, and for the first time in years he opened it to the dog eared article.
There she was
And in the corner, in gold sharpie. Her autograph.
Ilya ran his thumb over her signature, looking over at the blazing pot. His mind said yes, but his heart said no.
Plume stepped out the door, pulling on a jacket. He noticed ilya and cocked an eyebrow, chuckling “What are you doing out here jules?” He began to walk over
Julian yelped and on instinct he tore her signed picture from the booklet and threw the rest in the fire, shoving the glossy paper into his pocket. “Just….destroying evidence from an earlier mission.”
“You know we do that off sight.” He sighed and shrugged “Oh Well. Anyway I'm heading out, So are the boys. It’s a free day today.”
“Ah, how lucky you are. I’m going to spend my day cleaning..my room.” He gestured towards the flaming pot, “as you can see..I’m well off.”
“Just don't burn everything okay?” Plume teased, giving him a nod as he left.
Once the fire was out Julian picked up his mess and returned to his room. He fell onto his bed and pulled out the now wrinkled picture from his pocket. Anger boiled in his blood as he stared into the eyes he used to love.
“WHY ARE YOU PLAGUING ME IN THIS WAY!??!!?” He shouted at the paper, shaking it above his head. “ WHY CAN’T I LET YOU GO!?!?! MY STAR!!! YOU ARE A BITCH YOU KNOW THAT?! IT’S NOT ENOUGH THAT I WAS SHOT FOR YOU BUT YOUR GHOST HAS TO HAUNT ME AS I AM MOVED ON AND WELL IN ANOTHER RELATIONSHIP?!?!”
Tears fell from his eyes as he threw the photo, it drifted into a corner and he buried his face into his pillow until he cried himself to sleep.
