Being a Demi-Human was good, being a stray was better, but belonging to Marco was the best.


Demi-Humans: Humans, a little bit smaller than the average human. ' Gifted ' with animal features, thus differing slightly from the norm. Possesing, for example, cat ears instead of human ones. Having a tail, small claws, a good eyesight, slit pupils, a bit of fur here and there. Great difference in behaviour and character compared to the normal humans.

That's how Demi-Humans are explained officially in the dictionary, but he thought that it was a little bit exagerated. It was just that Demi-Humans were treated differently, and that's why most of them ended up taking on partly animalic behaviour. Life was easier when you behaved like it was expacted from you, Ace knew.

He stared out of the window, staring into the rain. It was a grey day outside, with no sun, many clouds and wind and above all, the damn rain plastering against the glass. Ace groaned, bored out of his mind. He really hated rain. He hated the cold, and the wet and he hated to have to stay at some place. He was a stray, for god's sake. A thug! He lived his live free of restrictions, with dealing, fighting and stealing. And really, he was fine that way. He hated rules, so being a stray was good. It kept him occupied, it never got him bored. Every day was an adventure and to Ace there were no disadvantages, for he liked it that way.

His cat ears flickered around as he was thinking about what to do with his day in this house. This quite big house. He groaned and curled up on himself, liking the little bit of fur on the back of his hand. Being has cat half human was great. He had the best reflexes and people loved cat Demi-Humans, so nobody took a serious hatred to him when he stole. He just had to look cute and everything would be forgotten. At least most of the time. Ace hand went to his stomach and the bandages around his middle half, covering a good part of it.

Of cause, there also were some people that hated Demo-Humans in general, and Ace had made enemies out of uncountable ones of that sort. That he was still alive was a miracle on its own, after he had been shot three times. He didn't remember what happened after that. The only thing his foggy mind could catch in his bloodloss induced haze, was the smell and the voice. The man had called himself Marco, and he had taken Ace with him. Bundled the Demi-Human up in his jacked, picked him up and left. The next thing Ace knew, he woke up in a big comfy bed, alone in this big house, bandaged up and food was standing on the nightstand. Everything here smelled like the man called Marco.

It's been a week since then. Ace was still here, surprisingly. He hadn't seen Marco once in all the time. Sometimes two man came here. One looking like a woman, called Izo, who would look after his wound and one called thatch, who brought him food. Ace refused to talk to them, only hissed when they tried to pet him. Izo was only allowed after he had made a good point of his bullet wounds being infected and how bad that could end for him. But they only stayed so long until Ace obviously couldn't take it anymore. They never pushed him too far. As soon as they noticed he was getting stressed, they smiled and said their goodbye for the day.

Ace rolled on his other side and cuddled into the blanked beneath him, nose pressed into the pillow that smelled like his saviour. It wasn't long until he fell asleep.

He awoke to low murmuring voices a warm hand petting his ears. He shot to awareness in seconds, head flinging up to hiss at whoever dared to touch him. He was met with gentle blue eyes and stopped to stare right at the stranger in front of him, not bothering to take in the rest around him. Not that he was awake, he knew it were Izo and Thatch that were here and whose voices he had heard. He stared at the man in front of him. He was older than Ace and had a wise, knowing glint in his blue eyes. A blonde tuft at the top of his head was the only hair there, and it reminded him of a pineapple. Ace ears flicked towards the man and he sniffed the male. The scent was familiar to him, because it was everywhere in this house and it was the smell Ace had come to long for. The smell of his saviour. This man was Marco, Ace understood, and he purred and smiled at him, bumping his head into Marcos still lifted hand to get him to continue his petting.

Izo and Thatch pouted. " How unfair. How come he lets you pet him when he see's you for the first time, when it's us that has taken care of him for the whole week." Thatch huffed and Izo nodded. Marco just chuckled and pet the Demi-Human next to him, watching how the young freckled male slowly relaxed once more.

" That's because you guys are obnixious." Ace suddenly said, stretching and lying down again, just that this time he placed his head in Marcos lap. The blonde didn't stop his ministrations, but Thatch and Izo were startled and sulky.

" What a mean cat." Izo puffed his cheeks slightly, Thatch just continued pouting.

" You're Marco. You were the one who saved me." Ace said, turning on his back to look up at the older male. Marco smiled and brushed through the black hair.

" Yes. You can go once you're healed, if you want to, yoi." he nodded. Ace smile faltered a little bit, and surprisingly Marco noticed. As if to beg for forgiveness he started to caress Ace's cat ears, making him purr. " Or... if, by some chance, you are tired of living as a stray... you could always just stay here with me, yoi." Marco continued. Ace looked up at him and smiled brightly.

" Am I getting a collar?" he asked and Marco chuckled.

" Only if you tell me your name, yoi."

" 's Ace. I like being a stray but I guess you wouldn't be so bad as an owner." he grinned.


Several month later on a day that resembled this, it would be pouring rain outside and grey clouds would hide the sky, but Ace wouldn't care this time. He would be lying next to Marco, purring lowly and draw circles on Marcos naked chest, and Marco would smile half asleep and pull Ace nearer to his chest, and there would be only one thought in Ace's sleepy mind:

Being a Demi-Human was good, being a stray was better, but belonging to Marco was the best.


Edit:

I Added a little explanation for the Demi-Humans on a readers suggestion.

Flowersinchains has drawn a picture of Ace as a Demi-Human on DeviantArt. Look it up, it's cute x3