Hey guys! This is a short chapter, I apologize, but there's more coming soon! Thank you cookies499, Cinderfire16, and deltagirl74 for your reviews! I hope this chapter sheds a little light on some of your questions. Age is not an important aspect in this story, because nekos are all generally young, small, and childlike. Alice is young and naive, and her character will progress as the story does. R&R!

It had been three weeks since I had been adopted by Jasper. I learned many things about my savior, and he had learned many things about me.

Jasper was twenty years old. He attends California State and is in the top percentage of his class. He's lived on the estate we live on now since he was born. It was his parents estate, but they passed away when he was young. His father was a soldier in the army, and had the title of Major Whitlock. Jasper adopted that title to keep his father's memory alive, even though he wasn't even drafted. No one ever asked. Chives was his godfather as well as his butler. When his parents died, Chives took custody of Jasper and vowed to take care of him and the estate. Jasper had a fiance, Maria, but she had a drinking problem and they broke up when she wouldn't get help. He was always lonely, so he adopted me as a friend, to keep him company. He likes classic rock like The Scorpions and Aerosmith.

I didn't have as much personal background to share. I didn't know how old I was. Neko growth is much different than human growth. Age is nothing but a number and we have the mental capacity of a child until we mature completely. We get to be about three feet tall due to the genes we were created with. That was all part of the idea to make nekos inferior to the human species. I was smaller than most, and my growth seemed to top off at two foot nine. I was a pure bred neko, which meant that I was created from two neko, not the breeding of a neko and a human. That was a good thing. Jasper learned that I didn't remember anything about my parents or if I had any brothers or sisters. He learned that I didn't like heights or thunderstorms. I loved to be close. I got sad when he left me at home to go to school. Sometimes I cried at night. Most of all, Jasper learned that I loved him.

When Jasper had to go to school he left me in the hands of Chives. He was nice. He made me snacks and played with whatever toys or games I wanted. He said I was easy to like. I liked him too, but not as much as Jasper.

He was at school often, and sometimes when he got home he would brush past me and hurry to his room to do book work or online tests. I would wait patiently in another room, playing with my toys or watching the television. Hours later I'd hear Jasper's footprints rushing down the hall and he would scoop me up in his arms, kiss my head and apologize for being so busy. I didn't mind.

Sometimes on the weekends, we would lay in bed together for hours. He would brush my hair or stroke my ears and I would nuzzle up against his chest and purr into his neck. He told me how much he loved me.

My bruises had faded away and I was finally strong enough to stand again. Jasper would take me on walks with him and held me hand to make sure I wouldn't fall.

One morning we were walking in the park and a mean boy through a rock at me. Jasper picked me up and yelled something at the boy, and we hurried home after that. I asked him why the boy threw the rock at me and he said, "Alice, some people just can't behave themselves." I didn't understand.

Another instance we were at the supermarket and a woman with an apron told Jasper that I wasn't allowed in the store. She made him leave because he wouldn't send me outside. After that he told me, "I'll be damned if I ever go back to that store again." I still didn't understand.

Eventually Jasper couldn't take me anywhere. I didn't understand why until he said, "It's too dangerous. There are too many people that want to hurt you out there, and I can't let that happen." My Jasper loved me. But I was sad.

"It's time to wake up, Alice." Jasper's voice sounded in my feline ear and it twitched involuntarily. I stretched my arms out as far as they would go and rolled onto my back, looking at him with a scrunched up nose and furrowed brows. Mornings were never my favorite.

"Come on, girl. Breakfast is ready." Jasper placed his hand on my exposed stomach and rubbed it back and forth quickly. I purred and closed my eyes again. After a few light pats he got up and put on one of his old band t-shirts, changing and running his fingers through his hair. I was still sprawled out on the bed, waving my tail back and forth with amusement.

"What's that look for?" He smiled at me, approaching the bedside again and staring down at me. My ears flattened playfully and I let out a squeal as he began to tickle my sides, making me squirm around until I was nearly falling off the bed.

"I'm up! I'm up!" I squeaked, giggling and rolling back and forth until I slid down off the bed with a soft thump. The carpet was plush and soft, so it didn't hurt.

"Come on." He said again, a similar smile on his face. He offered me his hand, which I took graciously, and we went downstairs together.

Breakfast was grand and delicious, and I ate as much as my stomach could hold before setting down my fork and wiping my face. Jasper was shuffling around with papers at the table, obviously getting ready to head out for school. I was used to his schedule by now, but I still got lonely without him.

"Chives is going down to visit his brother out of town." He began to explain, sliding papers into folders. "He won't be back until tomorrow. I'm taking the Porsche, and I'll be back after my classes." I listened to him talk, biting my bottom lip. "Will you be okay here alone for a little while?"

He stared at me expectantly and I nodded my head, climbing down from the chair and sitting on the ground at his feet. I wasn't going to hopelessly cling to him; I knew he had things to do.

"Good girl." He reached down to pat my head and got up, stuffing his bag full of folders and heading for the door. I trailed behind slowly, pausing next to him at the door. "There's snacks in the cuboard, the remote is on the coffee table, keep all the doors locked-" He kneeled down and kissed my cheek lightly. "I know you'll be good."

"Bye, Jasper." I hugged him before he stood up again, watching him disappear out the door and close it firmly. For a few seconds I stood there, and then plopped down on the ground and frowned. I knew he would be home in a few hours, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to be different today.

I spent the morning watching the children's channel and dozing on the sofa. Television didn't interest me but often times it was the only thing to keep sound in the house and that comforted me when Jasper was away. I didn't like to be alone.

When I got bored of that I sat on the floor and flipped through the magazines on the coffee table. I couldn't read what they said but I liked looking at the pictures of the girls in pretty dresses.

Once I had gone through all the magazines I shuffled to the play room. It used to be a spare den but Jasper insisted I have somewhere to play without making a mess of the whole house. So Chives filled up the room with brand new toys, and even my own little couch with the Disney princesses on it.

I sat on my princess couch and curled my tail around my legs. It had seemed like hours since my Jasper left. I was lonely and without Chives the house was even more lonesome.

I decided that I would play with my dollhouse to keep my mind busy. The dollhouse across the room was as tall as I was, with twenty different rooms and all the furniture and accessories I could imagine. A lot of the time I would redecorate it again and again before even picking up the dolls to play with them.

The truth was, I was jealous of the dolls. They were human girls, not nekos like me. They didn't have cat ears or a long tail and they could reach all the high shelves in the kitchen. I hated them.

Before I realized it, the room had gotten dark. I looked out the window and noticed that the sun had gone down and the moon was out. There was a small light on in the corner of the play room but it only gave off a faint glow.

Night had already fallen and my Jasper wasn't home yet. I was worried, abandoning my dollhouse and walking out into the dark hallway. There were hardly any lights on in the house so I made my way blindly into the living room, standing by the front door. It was still locked.

An involuntary whimper escaped my mouth. What if Jasper wasn't coming home? What if he abandoned me? What if the bad men came to take me back to the mill? That unsettling feeling returned to my gut. What if something bad had happened to Jasper?

I found my way back to the sofa and climbed up into it, curling up against the arm. He would come back for me. I know he would.

Did something bad happen to Jasper? Is Alice going to get herself into trouble trying to find him? Is Chives having fun with his brother Cilantro? Find out in the next installment of Lucky Cat!

Preview: Chapter 3

I wasn't going to have time to make it to the knife block. I had to think fast, because the men were coming around the corner. The only thing I could do was act on my animalistic instinct. I had to protect my territory.