Hey there, I'm back sorry for the very late update on this story, I swear I'm working on this one and Blood Roses and I have a few more ideas. And thank everyone that has read and reviewed any of my stories. It means a whole lot to me, and makes me keep writing. Anyways read and review please? Thank you.
-Lustfulkitten.
Alfred kept his eyes closed as the wind blew, and rain pelted the ground. A few people walked up and down the sidewalks, some held umbrellas, others had their hood up, and then there was the humans that just didn't care.
Alfred had been a sleep for a little while, when the wind shifted and the rain blew under the dumpster he was in, and a clap of thunder roared overhead. His blue eyes popped open and hissed softly, curling back further under the dumpster.
That was until he heard footsteps very close the dumpster he was under. He flicked his tail as the feet stopped right in front of the dumpster. He winced and hissed softly as the person threw something into the dumpster.
The human must have heard the noise he made, because he squatted down and looked under, and looking right at Alfred. He didn't know what to do. Should he stay still after all the man couldn't touch him if he stayed back? Or could he run as fast as he can?
But the wind and wind made him decide to stay curled up under the dumpster. The man spoke, "Shh, Come here kitty." His voice had a strange accent, very different the American accents he always heard, after all he did live in New York.
He man opened his arms, smiling. "I've been meaning to get a pet. And, I have a love for cats; I swear I won't hurt you. I'll take you to my house; it's warm, and dry. You'll be safe. Come."
For some reason the man's words and the accent, made Alfred stand slowly on shaky weak legs, and slowly walked up to the man. He had a scared look in his eyes, and his body shook. "Oh, goodness, you're so thin. I'll have to change that, da?"
Alfred understood the man enough to know what he was saying. He slowly walked closer, enchanted by the thought of food, and warmth. In all truth Alfred did want to be a house cat, well fed and token care of. He loved the idea of curling up against his owner, and sleeping as he or she petted him.
Maybe this man would do that. Slowly he eased forward until he was close enough for the man to stroke his fur softly. Alfred purred softly, and the man slowly leaned down and picked him up.
The man held Alfred tightly against him, and smiled. Alfred continued to shiver violently. The man quickly opened his jacket and pulled the kitten against himself, wrapping the jacket around him. At way the kitten wouldn't get wet, and the wind couldn't reach him as much.
He looked up at the man who held him, he looked nice enough. But you can't always judge a book by its cover.
"How about I take you home, and give you a warm bowl of milk and I come back out to the store and pick up some cat food and other things I'll need to care for you." Alfred looked up at him and meowed.
"Good idea, da?" he asked, looking at the kitten as he hurried to his home. He finally got to his huge house. And held Alfred with one arm and unlocked the door with the other, and pulled it open.
He walked inside and closed the door behind himself, shutting out the wind and rain. The house was warm and dry. Ivan sat Alfred down on the floor, looking at him. "I'm going to go get a towel, and some hot milk. Don't go anywhere." He warned, walking off.
Alfred looked around the room, it was huge, but of course it was the first time he'd ever been in a house before. But it was quit amazing. There was a huge couch in the living room, along with an armchair a coffee table a large flat screen TV. In a vase on the coffee table was a vase with sunflowers in it. There was also a set of stairs that seemed kind of threatening. He looked off to the other side and saw a door that he guessed led to some other room.
He then turned his attention to his wet fur and began to lick himself to make his puffed up fur lay down a bit more then it was. He looked up when he heard foot steps and saw the same man walk back into the room, and smiled down at him as he walked by and into the unknown room Alfred had been looking at just a few seconds before.
He hurried after the man and slipped through right before the door shut back with a 'click' sound that made Alfred jump slightly and turn to glare at the door. He turned back toward the man and walked closer to watch him take something out of a square box looking thing. He guessed that was what humans stored their food in.
He watched him poor milk into a bowl and walk over the anther square box, and opened it. He sat the bowl down inside of it and pushed a few buttons then he turned away, and looked down at Alfred.
"Goodness, you should be careful, I could have stepped on you, come now." He walked back to the door he'd just entered through, Alfred followed close behind, staring up at his new owner.
He walked back down the hall he'd just came from, as Alfred stopped and sat down in the living room. A few seconds he came back with a towel and walked over to sit down on the couch. "Here kitty," He said, pointing to the floor in front of him. Alfred quickly figured out what he wanted and walked over to him, sit down and meowed.
The man smiled and leaned down, dropping the towel over Alfred's head. Then he picked Alfred up still and sat him in his own lap. He started to rub Alfred's fur dry carefully. Alfred couldn't help but purr.
The man smiled down at him, but looked up when he heard a ding. He sat Alfred down on the catch still wrapped in the warm towel. Alfred guessed the nice human hand heated the towel to help warm him. How considerate! He watched him walk to the kitchen, and then came back a few seconds later carrying the bowl Alfred had seem him holding before.
He walked over sat the bowl down in front of Alfred on the couch, smiling as he spoke. "Please don't spill any of it on my couch; I'll be back in a moment." Alfred watched him walk away and then lowered his head to lap at the warm milk. It was so good! And with the warm milk and the warm blanket he was finally warming up.
He lapped at the milk, watching where his new owner had disappeared, and waiting for him to return. He had almost finished his milk when the man walked back into the room. Alfred's ears perked up and he looked up at the man.
He'd changed clothes, and his hair was wet. Did he go back outside in the rain? Or maybe he'd taken a shower. Was that what it was called? He guessed so. He knew some human speech, but he wasn't sure about everything. But, that scarf that the man wore was still on. Was he cold? Or did that scarf mean something to him that he wanted to protect it?
Alfred didn't worry about that anymore and looked up at him as he walked over. He lifted the bowl off the couch and went back to the kitchen. After a few seconds he came back and sat down beside Alfred and lifted him onto his lap.
"Hmm, what should I call you?" Alfred looked up at him, and purred. He knew humans gave their pets new names, different then the one their mother's gave them. Alfred didn't mind, he didn't even like his name that much.
"How about Sunflower? You're yellowish like one, and you're eyes look like the bright blue sky." He smiled at the cat in his lap. "Sound alright to you?" Alfred just rubbed against the hand Ivan was using to pet him with.
Alfred looked up at Ivan, As Ivan sighed. "I have to back out and get the stuff to care for you," he stood up, "You behave yourself, and I'll be back here in a little while, don't get into anything. I would hate to have to take you to the pound or put you back out in the rain."
Alfred meowed softly and curled up into the still slightly warm towel, looking up at Ivan. "Good, kitty, I'll be back soon, behave." He warned again, grabbing his coat and keys and heading back into the weather again.
Alfred watched him, and hissed softly flicking his tail. But he remained laying still and curled up falling into a light sleep, in the warmth of the towel.
A little while later he was awoken by the door opening and closing. He opened his eyes and looked up at Ivan and meowed happily, seeing his new owner return safe, wet but safe.
He was carrying some things. He walked over and dropped them a little bit away from the door with a smile directed at his new kitten. Looked like his new little sunflower had listened and more then likely hadn't even moved from the place on the couch, he was even still wrapped in the towel.
For a stray, his new cat was awfully well behaved. But he wasn't complaining. It was a very good thing, less training and yelling. I'd worried about how that cat would deal, but he seemed to be doing well enough in his new home.
"How about you and I go to sleep and worry about everything else in the morning?" Alfred looked up at him and meowed. Ivan laughed and walked over picking up the kitten and walking up the stairs, which Alfred had thought looked treating earlier.
He walked into a room with a large bed in the center of the room. There was a wardrobe off to the side and a chest of drawers on the other side of the room. In the front of the room, in front of the bed was a TV stand with another huge fate screen TV on it.
Ivan was rather well off, but he was all alone with it all unless his sisters paid him a visit which the last time he'd saw them was a long time ago. That's why he needed a pet, and Alfred was perfect.
He sat the cat down on the large bed, and Alfred walked up to the head of the bed and curled up on one of the pillows and watched Ivan as he changed for bed, and took his scarf off and folded it up, placing it on the nightstand beside his bed.
He walked over turned the light off and returned to the bed, and laid down, yawing. He looked up at Alfred and smiled at him, as Alfred curled up with his tail laying over his noise.
Ivan closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep, not worried about what the kitten would do while he slept. He trusted his new little sunflower.
Alfred opened one eyes to look at Ivan and gave a content purr, finally Alfred had found somewhere he belonged. He felt welcomed here, and he didn't have to fight and scrounge for food now.
This life as a lap cat wouldn't be so bad after all….
That's done, I hope you like it, and please review, I will love you forever!
-Lustfulkitten.