A/N: You guys are probably really confused with the name of this chapter (Cheeto) but I swear by the end of this chapter it will make since.

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It had been two weeks since the incident and Clara had moved in with John. Big step in their relationship, but a step John was eager to take. He loved Clara and most definitely didn't want to loose her again. Clara was slightly shocked when he had asked her, but pleased all the same. Lately they had been getting very serious. It thrilled John to have Clara move in and he loved seeing her each morning next to him--even if her hair was usually a mess, but it was cute to him.

But with John now working more than usual with new second semester first year classes, Clara was growing increasingly more lonely while he was away. She'd spend the afternoon watching films or studying her notes while he taught first years simple English.

It was a Thursday afternoon when Clara began not wanting John to leave. "Ughhh...John, do you really have to go?" Clara groaned, still in her pajama pants and black tank top from the night before. It was probably around noon and John was about to go teach his second class of the day.

John was dressed in his usual black suit jacket with red satin inside, black button up, pants to match, and loafers. "Of course I have to go, dear." he chuckled, pulling her towards him and holding her to his chest. Clara groaned in response and wrapped her short arms around his waist, her head only reaching his chest. "I'm sorry, I'll be back soon, I promise." he said before kissing her briefly and trying to pull away. "Clara, you have to let go." John flailed his arms beside him.

"No. My John." she whined like a toddler--a smirk on her face--grasping around his waist like a vise-grip. "My John!"

John laughed and kissed her again, this time longer. Her arms untightened subconciously around him as she melted into his kiss and he managed to slip out of her grasp. "I love you!" he called, grabbing his bag and running out the door.

Clara groaned and laughed, "I love you, too!" she shouted, hopping he heard her.

"I know!" she heard from outside before hearing his car start up and drive away. Clara laughed at him.

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John taught his first year class that day with hardly any problems, except the fact that he missed Clara immensely. Every now and then he would stutter from thinking of Clara instead of English and have to start his sentence completely over. "Alright, class. Remember to turn in your Shakespearean Era essay tomorrow and have a nice day. Class dismissed!" John let his students go and went over behind his desk and began packing up his things, being very ready to go home to his Clara.

John walked out of his class, locked the door and walked out of the building. He had to walk quite a ways today since some hot-shot History teacher took his parking place with his new red Porsche. John crossed the parking lot to the other side and before he could reach his car he heard a soft mew behind him. John looked around suspiciously before continuing his scroll to his car. But he heard it again. "M'row." he heard before turning around and seeing a fluffy, orange haired kitten sitting in front of him. The kitten let out a soft mew again and seemed to almost smile at John.

The kitten walked closer to John and playfully put its paws on his pants, stretching, before sitting once again. "Awe, hello little kitty. Where did you come from?" John put down his bag beside him and bent his knees to be closer to the kitten. The kitten let out another mew and hopped into Johns arms unexpectedly. "Oh hello there." John smiled and scratched the kitten between the ears. The orange kitten purred in his arms and closed its eyes in contentment. "You wanna go home with me? You don't seem to have a collar..." John examined the kitten before deciding it would be okay to take the kitten into his care. He picked up his bag with the kitten sitting on his shoulder obediently. "Let's go home, little guy."

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The ride home was uneventful except that the kitten was slightly scared. It must've never rode in a car before.

John parked his car outside his flat and took the kitten into his arms. Walking towards the door, he was slightly anxious to show Clara his unexpected gift to her. John opened the door, expecting for Clara to hop into his arms and hug him until he told her to let go. But unfortunately, Clara must've been asleep in her and John's room. John snickered to himself and snuck into his room, only to find Clara laying in his bed with her legs tucked behind her and hair messily placed across her face.

John scratched the kitten between the ears again before whispering to it, "Go get Clara, little guy." He placed the kitten on their bed and it looked back at him, blinking, and continued to slowly crawl to Clara and rub its soft body against her nose.

Clara giggled as if it tickled and turned to the other side of the bed in her sleep. John fought back a laugh. The kitten crawled over her hips and licked her nose before letting out a cute, soft, "M'row." Clara's eyes opened slowly and she saw the kitten licking its paws absentmindedly.

"Oh, well...hello." Clara giggled and sat up, taking the little orange fluff ball in her hands. She held the kitten up to her face and rubbed noses with it. Clara sat the kitten on her lap and it curled up before quickly falling asleep. Clara looked at John, "Where'd he come from?"

John laughed and sat on the side of the bed. "I found him while I was walking to my car. I thought you'd like him." he said, grinning.

Clara giggled and petted the kitten all the way down its spine. "I love him." John pouted like a child. "And I love you, dork." she said with a snicker. "He's so cute!" Clara held him in her hands again and snuggled him.

"Can you tell what gender it is?" John asked.

Clara paused before turning it over on its back and surveying its private area. "Definitely a boy."

"Oh cool. We can name him!" John said excitedly.

Clara was surprised John was so excited about the kitten. Honestly, she was shocked he even liked the kitten. "Cheeto? Because he's orange like a Cheeto?" Clara suggested.

"I like it! Cheeto it is!" John smiled before taking the kitten from Clara's hands and kissing its nose. "He can keep you company while I'm teaching." he said with a grin.

Clara gasped excitedly, "Yes!"

John leaned over to kiss Clara softly. "You're very cute when your excited."

Clara giggled and wrapped her arms around Johns neck, pulling his forehead to hers. "I love you, you know?"

"I know." John said back. Clara glared at him playfully. "I love you, too, dear." Clara smiled and kissed his nose. The kitten rubbed itself against Clara's arm and demanded her attention with a soft mew.

Clara smiled a dimple-filled smile and kissed Cheeto's nose. It mewed happily as the two of them petted his spine.

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A/N: The name of the chapter makes sense now, right? :33

Hope you all liked the chapter and sorry it took so long (I had a horrible case of writers block). Anyway, I'm hoping to finish this story in the next ten or less chapters. I really don't know how I'm gonna end it so could you please comment ideas for me? I know I want them to get engaged and I will write a sequel but I dunno how to get there :/

Okay, love you all and have a wonderful day/night!