~(F/N) POV~
I sighed. "Geez…why does it have to be so cold here in the winter…?" I turned to my side, and looked at the small cat. "I wish you could talk sometimes…" I picked the small tabby up, and pulled him close to me, keeping him warm. I continued walking, occasionally giggling because my furry companion's whiskers grazed against my skin when he moved. "Haha! You shouldn't be moving around too much (P/N)!" The cat refused to listen, until he finally found a good place to nestle, on my shoulders. "Honestly…" I giggled a little more, wondering why he didn't just stay inside of my jacket. Sure, my jacket is thin…but it's better than nothing…
I occasionally gazed at the food stands that lined the streets. Just looking at them made me hungry. "…grumble…growl…" I patted my stomach and sighed. 'I know tummy, I know…' I looked up at the sky, wishing that the snow would stop falling. Of course it didn't, and I muttered to myself before continuing.
Before long, though, I was feeling weak hunger and thirst. It had been days since I had been given scraps from a kind bakery owner…but I gave the little I received to (P/N) so that he wouldn't be hungry. This poor guy…he has been through much worse than me….and…at least his life has meant something… I glanced over to my shoulder, and observed the small feline as he slept rather peacefully…considering the conditions we were in… I felt bad…bad that I couldn't give this little one a life he deserved to have. 'I wish…that you could have found a better place.' I thought back to the night I first found him. He was smaller then, and much weaker. I vividly remember the large hole he had in his stomach, no doubt the work of a stray dog, and cringed. I hated the sight of blood…but that day was different. I knew that I had to help this little one…for if I didn't, I would regret it for the rest of my life….'not that that would be long anyways…' I thought.
"O-Oops! I-I'm so sorry!" I didn't realize where I was going. I was too caught up in my thoughts that I had actually bumped into someone. "It's fine my Lady, are you al…" I looked up to the stranger, first seeing his hand, but then moved upward to his face. I couldn't help the slight blush that painted my cheeks as he stood there, looking at me in shock and…something else…but I couldn't find the words for what it was… I took his hand, breaking him from his trance, and helped myself up. He seemed to regain his composer once I was standing, and bowed slightly. "Forgive me, my Lady, my name is Sebastian Michaelis…" I brushed the bits of snow that had stuck on my pants, before turning back to him. "I'm (F/N), (F/N) (L/N). And no! It was my fault! I-I wasn't paying attention…" He chuckled slightly, and I blushed more. "Still have your head in the clouds…" I could hear him whisper, but couldn't make out all that he said. "A-Anyways…I should get going…" To my surprise, he grabbed my arm. "You don't…remember me?" I faced him with a raised brow. "I'm sorry, but we've never met before. This is my first time in England…" What I said apparently bewildered him. "…..Really?" "Yes…now I'm sorry…but we must get going…" "We?" I nodded, and pulled up the small hood on my jacket that had fallen just moments before I fell. I pointed to the (P/N), and looked at him, surprised that he hadn't woken up from the fall.
When I turned back, Sebastian was absolutely ogling (P/N). "Y-You like cats?" He asked. I nodded slowly. "Doesn't everyone? They're just too cute! Though…I wish I could be a better owner…" Sebastian had scooped (P/N) up into his arms, and motioned for me to follow. "W-Wait a…! We can't…" Sebastian stopped immediately and turned to face me. "It's alright, my Lady, I know a place for you to rest tonight…" "H-How did you know?" He motioned to my clothes. "It's pretty obvious that you have not been home in…a while…" I felt embarrassment enshroud me. "Y-Yeah…but please don't feel the need to pity me…I can…take care of….my…self…" I felt my legs give out, but everything after that was a blur. Before I knew it, I had blacked out.
~Sebastian's POV~
I turned immediately when I heard a faint "thump" behind me. I saw (F/N) fall to the ground. At first, I was surprised, but then I shifted the tabby onto my shoulders, before kneeling down to lift her into my arms. 'She's so light…' I looked over her face, and the image of Her came into my mind. I thought about the possibility, but quickly shook my head. "No….She died many years ago…" But I couldn't help staring at the face of a person I knew so long ago….a person I loved…