A/N: Ok, this is my first attempt at an EL Tigre fic. Well, so much for loner time, huh? Seriously, no one leaves me alone! I am so sorry about the POV mix up in my first post. That is the type of accident that happens when you stay up late editing your story. Name of this story: courtesy of Taylor Swift's song, Forever and Always.

Disclaimer: I own as much of El Tigre as a Hobo owns a house. Therefore, I own absolutely nothing.

Frida sat in the corner of a damp, dark alley way, somewhere in the middle of Miracle City.

Everywhere around her she saw people bustling around the busy streets. She could be an empathetic person when she wanted to be. She almost felt their angst, their purpose as they quickly strode around the city, so full of life. The kind of life that she longed for.

But all her other feelings were pushed away by the pain cursing through her veins, hitting her heart hard.

She had felt feverish all afternoon. The people around her, noticing her pale colour and rising temperature, had offered her painkillers constantly. Yet, she refused them all. What she had couldn't be helped by medicine. She was suffering from emotional sickness and that required a healing of its own.

Her sombre trail of thought was interrupted by another presence in the lonely alley way. She raised her head, to find her haven empty. She shook her head at her silliness. Of course no one would even register her sobbing form, while they got on with their busy lives.

Yet, she still couldn't bring herself to look away. She heard some rustling behind two garbage bins in the corner.

A small black and white kitten appeared. Frida was a sucker for cats and this one seemed just so cute, with its small, black, crescent moon shaped patch under its nose. Then, she noticed something just below that. It was a moustache, but not just any moustache.

"Raul?" There was a flash of black as Raul ripped himself off the kitten. The tiny creature howled in pain as it ran out of the alley and turned into the main street.

She eyed Raul curiously. "What are you doing here?"

The black hairs that were Raul sculpted themselves into a hand, which she gratefully took and pulled her off the cold, stone floor into a standing position. She watched as his body formed a pair of legs walking on the spot, an arrow pointing to her and finally the same hand that pulled her up. The helping hand.

"You want to help me?" she asked, her voice echoing her disbelief.

Raul simply made a nodding gesture. Suddenly, two hairy black hands had wrapped themselves around her, pulling her into a tight hug. A few minutes later, he pulled away and curved into a question mark. She felt a surge of trust for this fun loving moustache, so, she let it all out.

"It's Manny! He came to me this morning and he's so happy! And he tells me how he's taking her out to dinner at el restaurante del amor, tonight!"

She felt fresh salty tears fall as a hand patted me on the back. She was now almost back to violent sobs. Raul pointed to hrt again, then created a love heart and stretched into a pair of claws, ending in a question mark.

"Do I l-love him?" He nodded. "I… Yeah, I guess I do…" She looked back up to see a light bulb shape spring into the air. "You have an idea?"

Raul imitated a tick. His body twisted and turned as she watched his plan unfold

"So," She began reciting back his plan. "You want to spy on their date, to see how it's going?" There was another nod.

She thought about it some more. It would be better than staying here and moping. "Ok, Raul. Lead on."

She followed the black mass out of her safe haven, towards what may be the biggest mistake of her life.

A/N: Well, not exactly my best work. Oh well, we'll see what you guys think. This chapter is dedicated to the sweet kitty, Luna. I based the kitty cat character on her. Complete with the crescent moon under the nose.

-Love- volante296