A/N:

Thank you to all the encouraging and supportive reviews! I would never have gotten through my ordeal without your reviews! Thank you! :)

OK, as some of you already know from my last update (Last chapter), my sister was hurt really badly in a bus accident and was sent straight to hospital. Of course, this dishevelled me to pieces and the whole family had been very worried and shocked at the time. Good news is the hospital believed she was well enough to let her leave and to take some rest at home. She has made a full recovery and is acting as her old annoying, chatting and, sometimes, embarrassing little sister......that I love and would never change.

I would like to give you all a huge hug (But I can't cause I can't literally give you a hug) as way to say thank you for all the supportive reviews and wishes you sent in for my sister. My sister read them and told me to say this to you all: "Thank you so much. And, don't you think my brother is weird? I do" And, then she laughed. *Sigh* Something's will never change. :)

Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've just been really stressed over my college exams that I've been furiously study over for the past few weeks or so. Good news is that I have only one more Exam to do and because I have finished my other exams, I get time off college which means more free time, which means free time to write up my fanfiction stories! Yay! :)

If you don't know already, I have also updated my "Alvin And The Chipmunks 2: The Chipettes" fanfiction story! That's right; Chapter 16 is now up! After you read this chapter, go over and read the new chapter. Don't forget to leave a review! Sorry this update is a little late!

I guess that's it. Err.......nope, I've got nothing else to say.

Disclaimer: I do not own Alvin Seville, Simon Seville, Theodore Seville, Brittany Miller, Jeanette Miller, Eleanor Miller, David Seville, Miss Miller, Principal Milliken or any of the character in this story (Unless they are created by myself which I will say here) These characters belong to Ross Bagdasarian Jr.

Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes!

To All Minors: Do not read this if you are under the age of thirteen years of age!

Enjoy! :)


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I've been roaming around always lookin down at all I see.
Painted faces fill the places I can't reach.
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody
Someone like you

Lyrics taken from the song "Use Somebody" by Kings Of Leon

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A hooded Alvin and a boy with blonde hair that stuck out in odd angles and ends (Almost like Alvin's), with a red t-shirt that, literally, covered the small boy's stubby little legs, opened the door and entered the, now, packed and noisy, front of the store, no-one noticing the odd pair of people, chipmunk and boy, reappear into view. The customers of the store were just too busy to notice anything that was going on around them.

Alvin, now noticing that the store was packed and that no-less than thirty minutes ago, the store had hardly any customers in the store, looked around the room for a possible reason why. He saw big banners with huge words written on them: "LAST DAY SALE! (EVERYTHING MUST GO!)" were hung up all around the room. Alvin took another look at the banners and, looking at the banners a second time, he realised the banners were made out of metal and the words were enticed on a LCD screen that moved across the screen. But Alvin looked on the right side of the store and the banners were made out of a cloth. He then looked back to the left of the store and saw the metal banners. Weird......

Not knowing where the sudden sale had come from and, not really, curious enough to wonder why and how, Alvin and the small boy made their way other to a quiet corner of the room where the shelves were empty. Though Alvin could have sworn that these shelves were packed full with TV screens a minute ago. Alvin tried to assure himself that it was to the doing of the spontaneous sale; people had just brought all the merchandise from this aisle, is all. When both chipmunk and boy was sure the coast was clear, they spoke:

"I just-" They both said at the exact same time. The boy giggle and Alvin forced a smile. They tried again.

"I think we-" But, again, the same result happened; they both said the same word in perfect sychenisation. The boy was laughing by now, but Alvin didn't feel like laughing at all.

"OK," Alvin said, trying to sound serious at the matter. "Enough of this......childish behaviour," The little boy stopped laughing in an instant and a surprised expression was now placed on his face. Though Alvin was more surprised than the little boy; he couldn't believe he said something that sounded something that his smarter brother would say, Simon Seville.

And at the mere remembrance of his own brother's name, Alvin clenched his fists, tightly. He closed his eyes, not daring to cry in front of the little boy that stood in front of him. Why did it hurt so much? Why did Alvin have to feel this way? Why didn't he just forget about his brother and move on?

"Because you care about him......" a small voice in the back of his head, answered, quietly to him. Though Alvin disagreed to this statement.

Why should I care?, Alvin replied back to himself. He said himself that he doesn't want to see me again. I think he's made his point.

Anger and fear should not stand in the way of the ones you love, the answer replied, calmly and wisely. Alvin thought this statement over in his head for a while. He soon stopped and came to a conclusion.....the voice was right and Alvin was stunned. It wasn't the fact that the voice was right that shocked Alvin so much.....it was the fact that something so......wise, came from him, himself, Alvin Seville.

It almost sounded something like S- Alvin stopped himself from blurting out the name that caused so much pain to his heart; he just couldn't say that name anymore. He just didn't want to face it. He knew why he didn't want to say it and though, he knew deep down what his wise and thoughtful voice said, he didn't want to actually admit it.

Just say it and be done with it, the small voice egged Alvin on.

No, Alvin answered. I will not and you won't make me! Alvin finished stubbornly.

No-one can make you do that, Alvin, the voice said in that same calm and wise voice. Only you can do that. Only you can make it over the first hurdle; no-on else will jump it for you.....And the voice disappeared back into the dark regions of Alvin's brain.

Again, Alvin pounded on the wise things the little voice had just said. He still couldn't believe the voice had belonged to himself. He still thought the voice belonged to Si--. Alvin stopped, clenched his fists tighter, and tighten his eyes. But Alvin just couldn't stop the sudden river that escaped from his eyelids.

"Mister....." The small calm and worried voice, scarred Alvin a bit. Alvin opened his eyes and saw the worried expression on the boy's small face. Alvin tried to look away.

"I meant what I said," The boy continued to say in that worried voice as he came closer to Alvin and entwined his own fingers in between Alvin's claws. "I want to help you" The boy kissed Alvin's paw, affectionately. Though what he was feeling was probably the kindest and warmest gesture (and feeling) Alvin had ever received while being in this new decade, Alvin couldn't help but to doubt the boy's action and intentions. Alvin didn't know the boy; he hadn't a clue who he was. Why would a small boy want to help him, Alvin Seville? It just didn't make sense to Alvin.

"How do I know you won't abandon me?" Alvin asked in a harsh voice, still not looking at the small boy, tears sparkle around his closed eyes. "Abandon me, like my friends did?"

At this question, the boy wore a frown on his face. He didn't know how to reply.....but he did know what to do next. He walked away from Alvin's side and started to climb the empty shelves to the right of where Alvin stood. Alvin could sense that the boy was not standing anywhere around him. Alvin opened his eyes, and searched around the aisle, spotting any sign of the boy.

"Kid?" Alvin shouted, still glancing around the aisle. "Where did you go to, kid?" Alvin continued to look but found nothing of the boy; he started to panic.

"Alright, kid. This isn't funny anymore!" Alvin said in a rising panicky voice. "Come to me right now!"

"You have to catch me, first!" Came a familiar voice from high up above on the shelve. Alvin gasped as he saw the little boy had climbed to the tallest shelve in the aisle. Alvin's heart started to beat very fast as he hoped the boy wouldn't attempt to do anything stupid. He, of course, was wrong; the boy jumped.

In a flash, Alvin dived onto the floor, in front of the shelve where the kid landed in the safe arms of Alvin Seville. Alvin sighed and relieved, happy that the boy hadn't crashed into little pieces. Alvin's expression, however was soon replaced by an angry one, as he looked down at the smiling face of the boy.

"Why in the heck did you do that for?" Alvin asked, surprisingly to himself, concern and anger clearly in his tone. What were these strange feeling he was experiencing? Was he actually worried about the boy? Concerned, that didn't sound like Alvin at all...

"When I was falling, you was there to catch me," The boy said, happily but serious as well. "You was alone, and you wanted to save me from my own death," The boy placed a hand on the starry eyed face of Alvin Seville. "And I will do the same for you" The boy hugged Alvin. "I won't leave you."

At this, Alvin's heart filled with happiness. Happiness he hadn't felt in a long, long time; a really long time. It felt wonderful, marvellous, spectacular, over the moon on a rocket, he felt. He wished the feeling would never fade away into nothiness; that it would stay with him for all time. But feelings have their expiry date; they come and go. New ones come and old ones are replaced by said new ones. Feelings were like friends; some will stay, some will go. But they won't stay with you forever, as Alvin had learnt so harshly. The happiness was soon replaced by the same feeling he hated and loathed so much; doubt.....

Alvin pulled away from the boy's hug and looked straight into his golden eyes of innocence.

"Kid, I-" But what Alvin was about to say to the kid was never known....

"Junior!" Came a loud angry voice from the side of the entrance to the aisle. Alvin and the little boy looked in the directing that the voice had come from. A man with black wavy hair and black cold eyes stood at the entrance of the aisle. It was the little boy's father. "Where have you been!?"

At the sight of his father, the little boy hid behind Alvin's legs, whimpering a bit. Alvin didn't understand the boy's actions. When Alvin had first meet the little boy's father (Though he wasn't introduced), Alvin believed the man to be a push other as the little boy had persuaded his father to let Alvin go in the back of the store. But the man in front of him seemed a lot different than the man he had first seen. But then Alvin remembered the boy's urgentcy to leave the back of the room or he would be grounded by his father. Alvin could now see why he wanted to leave the back of the store in time....

"Hey!" The cold black eyed man exclaimed. "I'm talking to you, Junior!" The man had started to walk forward towards Alvin and the boy. Alvin looked down at the boy and saw the terrified look in his eyes that could melt even the meanest and grouchiest people's hearts.

Alvin didn't know what it was. Whether it was the way the man was ordering his son or the fact that Alvin couldn't stand the look in the boy's eyes, Alvin didn't know. All he knew was that he wanted to protect the boy, no matter what. He erected his back and stood in a defensive stand, his arms out covering the boy behind him.

"Mister," the man said when he reached Alvin. "Please stand aside,"

"No," Alvin said, denying access to the little boy, cowering behind him. "I think I'm just goanna stand right here." The black haired man, however, did not take to kindly to this reply.

"Sir, that is my son that is hiding behind you and I think it would be wise of you to hand him to me!" The man had his hand out in a gesture.

"And I think it would be wise of you not to get in my way," Alvin said in a threatening tone. "Your son is talking to me at the moment and I think you should let him finish talking to me," Alvin thought this would be enough to scare the man, but, boy was he wrong. Apparently, he was dealing with a man that did not respond to threats.

"Actually, boy," the man said in a rather husky and harsh voice, the change clearly heard. "I think you should be the one who should not get in my way," This man made the threats.

Alvin was afraid. He still didn't know why he didn't just step aside and leave the store. He could be out finding his family and friends right now than to stand around a protect some kid he hardly knew!......but this kid was special, something told Alvin. This wasn't some kid, this was a kid who needed him and Alvin needed him in return. It was strength that had made Alvin stay where he stood, it was anger that made him glare at the man, it was love?.....that kept him standing.

"I'm in your way now," Alvin replied in a dark voice. "So, what are you goanna do about it?" At this point, the man turned around to leave. Alvin sighed, relieved he was free. But when Alvin heard a cry of "NO!" from the little boy, he knew he was wrong. In a blink of the eye, Alvin was on the floor. His nose hurt, badly. The man stood over the chipmunk with a clenched fist that had made contact against Alvin's nose, mere seconds ago. He leaned over Alvin, grabbed him by his coat and said, in a dark tone:

"Don't mess with me, chipmunk," he threatened. "Cause the next time you do, you legs will be the next thing that will be broken." He let go of Alvin, turned to his son and grabbed him by the arm and pulled him away from the aisle. Before Alvin got up, he saw a terrified look on the boy's face that was looking other his shoulder and looking at Alvin. The boy and the man were gone.

Alvin wondered why no-one had seen what had happened. He looked around the store and remembered that the customers were too busy buying TV's from the sale. A minute later, the little boy's father returned and had grabbed Alvin by the arm and had dragged Alvin out onto the street.

"I am kicking you out of the store because of the following reasons..." The man said in an almost business type of voice, so unlike the voice he used seconds ago. "You weren't to the back of my store and out would not allow me to talk to my son. I am not in the wrong here, sir; you are. Don't ever return to this store again. If you do, I will have no option but to phone the police." And with that the door to the store closed.

Alvin was now sure than ever that he had to stay by the boy's side. He could sense something was wrong, but he didn't know what; he just knew he was trouble and was suffering. But what? He, Alvin, was too in the same bout as Alvin. Both needed the help from one another. Both needed something rely on.

It's like the calm and wise voice said, Alvin thought as he looked on into the store at the terrified little boy. "Anger and fear should not stand in the way of the ones you love....."

And Alvin agreed, completely.

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Sorry, but I think this is my favourite (and best) chapter I have written so far!

It really didn't come out how I expected it to come out but, I like this result much better than my initial idea, anyway. OK, the main reason why like this chapter is that i tried to put some poetry into this chapter (Can you spot where?) and I tried to put in how I felt about certain things. Now, the little boy's dad was one of the things that came out differently than expected, but I like this "New" dad better. It will add a lot of depth to the story.

OK, so you may be wondering "Where the hell are Simon, Theodore, Eleanor, Jeanette, Brittany and Dave?" Right? Don't worry; Alvin is getting closer and closer to meeting them soon. Just you watch!

OK, that's it for this update! Remember to leave a review! :)

Thank you!