Author's Notes: I actually wrote a rough draft of this towards the end of freshman year. I dunno, just thought it was about time to give a new story a try. Besides, it's about a KITTY!!! (bwee hee hee....) Everybody loves kitties..... It is fairly short, so I guess you could consider it a prologue if you wanted. There are humorous elements to this story, but I would probably consider it more of a drama than anything. Heeeeey, I can write drama....you don't believe me? I'll leave it up to you guys to decide. I love reviews!!! I LOVE EM!!!! SEND ME REVIEWS!!!

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Rock's Kitten

Chapter one


Rock? Rock? C'mon hun...it's time to get up...

At first Rock thought it might be his mother. But of course, anything is possible at 5:30 in the morning, that time in which a mind isn't quite asleep but isn't quite awake. But sooner or later, consciousness is regained and memory comes back, something that Rock hated.

He groaned and rolled over to his side to see Enmy, moving quickly around his room, picking up scattered clothes and putting them in a laundry basket. She's amazing. 5:30 in the morning and already she's as alive as ever. Something like this deserves recognition, Rock always thought. But poor woman, she gets none. She tries so hard but no one seems to notice her. Rock noticed, though. He would be the one to always remember her birthday, or to give her mothers day cards, for after sickness and a surgery, she was not able to have any children of her own. Someone with such a burden to carry, she sure doesn't show it.

Did you hear me? She wasn't even looking at him. She was still busy with her work. It's time to get up.

Rock lifted himself from under the covers and sat on the edge of the bed, feet dangling above the floor. You don't need to do that, he said, as he searched desperately for something in a drawer next to his night stand.

she straightened herself out and patted the wrinkles out of her dress. You forget it's my job.

Rock, finding the sunglasses he was looking for, put them on and headed into the bathroom.

Goodness boy, Enmy called after him. 5:30 in the morning and already you're wearing those things. Why, the sun isn't even up yet!

Rock took a look out the tiny window in the bathroom, the Metropolis bridge scarcely in his view. It's coming up, he called out. It was true. Though it was dark, the sky was quickly beginning to glow around the horizon. It would be one of those days. One of those beautiful days. A day where the sun is so bright it reaches through even when your eyes are closed. A day where the brightness and warmth makes everyone happy, makes everyone smile. It wasn't fair.

Enmy just rolled her eyes and shook her head, her neatly tied up hair staying perfectly in a bun, as she headed over to the window over Rock's bed and threw up the blinds. It will be a beautiful day.

Rock just stared at his reflection for a moment, thinking about what to do first to get ready. He liked the way the sunglasses looked on him. It made him look...bad. Angry. It made him look cold. And he liked it. His eyes were so big and blue, showed so much emotion, so soft. Even when he was angry his eyes would never show it. So beautiful. So disgusting. Rock lifted the side of his mouth in a smirk as he looked at himself, his shoulders moving up and down as he let out a little laugh. Look at him. Just look at him.

Her voice had a slight hint of concern in it, but he could tell she was still moving around. And stopped. Rock took in a sharp breath, I'm ready, I'm ready.... The door to the bathroom opened slightly and Rock's hand slid out holding his underwear and T-shirt. Enmy grabbed them and tossed them in the basket. Now why would you want to hide those pretty eyes? Her voice was teasing, but non the less, filled with truth.

Rock rushed over to the shower and turned it on. Just like a mother to say something like that. Enmy just chuckled outside the door, There's a clean uniform in your closet...

I'm wearing them in the shower!

Enmy frowned at this remark but continued out the door. Oh, honestly... And with that, she was gone.

Rock stepped into the shower and stood under the hot water, sunglasses and all.