-Two Years Later-

I stumbled into a very familiar town, but I couldn't place why it was familiar. I was weak, I probably couldn't survive much longer. I have been captured and resold many times and I've escaped each time. Each person who had bought me seemed worst than the last.

I sat in an alley. My legs were sore from walking. I felt sleepy. I closed my eyes, deciding to take a quick nap.

...

Alfred was walking to work. It was bright and sunny and birds were chirping high in the trees. It wasn't to hot or to cold. He sighed and glanced in an alley as he passed it. He stopped when he saw who was leaning against the wall. It was Kiku. He walked in the alley and kneeled beside him.

"Kiku?" he asked, not really believing he was right there. Kiku didn't move. Alfred noticed he was quite pale. Knowing he couldn't leave him him there, he picked him up. He was shocked at how light he was. He continued his way to work.

...

"Who the hell is that?" Arthur asked when Alfred walked in. He walked over to the couch and laid him down.

"His name is Kiku," Alfred said as he felt Kiku's forehead. He was burning up. Arthur walked over.

"Why the hell did you bring him here? Are those cat ears on his head?"

"Yes and I brought him here because I saw him in an alley," he said. He knew he couldn't leave him, but more importantly, he wouldn't leave him no matter what. It had been two years since he last saw him and he was going to make sure they didn't get separated again.

Arthur sighed and rubbed the back of his head.

"Well I don't have a problem with him being here, just don't let him distract you from work."

"Okay."

...

When Alfred got home later that day, he laid Kiku down in his bed and put a wet rag on his head. Kiku was breathing roughly and Alfred was really worried. He walked over to his closet and pulled out some clothes Kiku could change into when he woke up. He walked over and sat on the bed, noticing the scars all over Kiku's body.

"They weren't gentle were they?"

He reached over and rubbed Kiku's cheek. Kiku stirred a bit, then he opened his eyes. He looked at Alfred with unfocused eyes.

"Alfred? W-Where am I?" Kiku asked in a hoarse voice. Alfred smiled at him.

"My house. You don't have to worry anymore, you're safe."

Kiku tried to sit up, but Alfred kept him down. "Don't sit up, you need to rest."

Kiku just nodded and closed his eyes again. He had a headache and his body was burning up.

"Alfred?" Kiku opened his eyes and looked back at Alfred.

"Yes?"

"Am I really safe here? How do I know if I can trust you?" Kiku asked and Alfred gave him a sad smile.

"Don't worry Kiku. I'm a hero and heroes don't hurt people," Alfred said softly and Kiku just nodded, deciding he would believe him.