Rin's P.O.V

Every night that stupid black fur ball of a cat comes to my window. Len is his name. He considers himself as my half feline friend but I think not. He is always on me about leaving the comfort of my master's house to journey out in the wild. But why would I do that? Aren't there monsters out there? Like, dogs and bears? They would kill me!

Yes, I too am half cat, but also remember, half human. So at least I can use my brain for humanly causes. Unfortunately I think Len fell and hit his head hard enough to disable that ability. That is how unbelievably ignorant he is, through my eyes. Then again, so are all wild street cats. Their lives are simple and useless, eat, sleep, and kill themselves, unlike that of my indoor life. Inside, I get to do anything and rarely get a scratch along my soft, pure skin. That is only the basics of our differences.

Tonight though was the full moon. I always wanted to see it but for some reason it was never in the sky. Only the stars with their light filled the black endless night. Did the moon just not like me or something? I waited for my nuisance of a friend at the window sill as I did every night. And soon enough he arrived, but this time, with more wounds than usual.

The boy's skin was stained red up his left arm. His one black ear was torn and his, what were usually blue eyes, seemed pale.

"Len!" I shouted in surprise and worry. Just because I didn't take him as particular favorite doesn't mean I don't feel sympathy for him. Anyone's pain is never something to ignore.

"Hey yo Rin!" he replied rather cheerfully.

"What on Earth happened to you?" I shouted as if angry.

"N-nothing. I was in a quarrel that's all," he whispered. His eyes avoided my gaze.

"Nothing? Blood is not nothing Len!" I yelled. "Here."

I handed him a towel and sighed. He repaid me with one of his cheeky nervous smiles as he rubbed the white fabric along his cut. I watched him intently. Every other stroke the towel was hesitant. It annoyed the heck out of me.

"Let me do it!" I shouted at him in irritation. I snatched the towel from his grasp licked it, and dabbed the bleeding cut with its tip. Len seemed to relax and he stopped squirming around which made it easier to clean his wound.

Next I dampened the towels tip with Hydrogen Peroxide that my master had lying on the table beside me and placed it against his arm. Len hissed, wincing at the slightest touch of the sizzling chemical. Once I hit a deep part he jolted his arm causing me to stop.

"It's going to hurt Len, but it will help, I promise," I whispered in a soothing tone.

Len's P.O.V

Rin was the reason I came to the window. Of course yes, I wanted to take her with me on the wonderful adventures of a cat's life but really, I just wanted to be with her. She was perfect, pampered; she needed a good whiff of the great outdoors. Sadly though, every night I visit her she refused to venture beyond her walls of protection. Most of all, she wanted didn't want to leave her master, Gumi. I never had a master, they are mean humans, and ones who want to punish you whenever you fail to obey their every command or simply when they feel like it.

No, not me. I'm not a sucker to their world! I am a free half cat! Not some dress up toy for toddlers half my size! That was one of my differences from Rin. She loved to be dressed in cute clothes, I mean look at her! She wears a bow for crying out loud! I dress in easy to impress attire, more like poker shirts and cigarette stained vests. Girls seem to love it, all except Rin.

I visit Rin every night. And I know that she likes it. She always has that faint look in her eye, comfort, passion, deep down I bet she thinks of me as strong, a protector. But then why wouldn't she be with me outside her house?

I wanted to find out. So I got into a fight. A big fight, with another cat named Honne Dell. Boy was I a fool. I practically sacrificed 2/3 of me and had the rest to cower in fear. His cigarette that was propped in his mouth stained my shirt with ash. His fists made direct blows to my face but the worst was my arm. My left arm was slashed down its side from his pocket knife. How? I don't really remember, I blacked out and awoke several hours later before heading to Rin's house.

She scowled at me. It was a cute look with so much pure emotion I couldn't help but blush. Even though her poker face was strong, I was still able to sense that worried look in her. Her eyes twinkled when filling with tears and if I wasn't mistaking I at least noticed one in drop in those blue topazes. It made me feel as if butterflies were dancing in my stomach. I wanted to lean in and kiss her, but reality instead I was cut off of my thoughts.

"What on Earth happened to you?" she shouted in anger.

I looked down at my feet. How was I going to tell her I got into a major fight that almost killed me?

"N-nothing…" I whispered. "I was in a quarrel that's all…"

"Nothing? Blood isn't nothing Len!" She yelled.

The tone in her voice caught my attention and I couldn't help but to look at her, straight at those melting blue pools of hidden secrets.

"Here," she sighed as she threw a towel at me.

I was in a trance for a while before I felt the towels ruff fabric irritate my exposed skin. I lifted the towel and rubbed it on my arm. My hands trembled will each careful stroke. I was nervous, sweating with embarrassment. I wanted to show her that I was really fine, but I just can't lie to her! I felt horrible and I wanted the comfort, I just didn't want to admit it, so I stayed quiet.

Every so often the towel slipped through my fingers. I was hardly paying attention to the throbbing ache in my arm. I was focusing on the beautiful girl before me. My heart began to pound as if usually did whenever I was with her. Closer… closer…. Her body was coming toward me…

"Let me do it" she shouted in irritation. I watched her snatch the towel away, clueless as to what she had said. I continued to watch her clean the towel and ever so gently she placed it on my arm. The feeling was nice, calming. Instantly I relaxed. Rin looked beside her. She brought back the towel with its pointed tip dripping in what looked like water.

Oh was I horribly wrong.

I hissed at the pain that coursed through me. The scent of this unknown liquid made my nose cringed. Wincing, I lost control of my burning limb. Accidently my arm twitched enough to jolt her out of concentration. She looked at me with surprise.

"It going to hurt Len, but it will help. I promise," she said soothingly.

I felt a stomach wrenching sickness in the pit of my stomach. My body flamed in heat. Truly she cares… truly she loves me. I can tell, cause I love her too.