It was raining the day I met this boy. I was the only remaining kitten in a litter that had been abandoned earlier that day. Still, those few hours felt like an eternity to me. When you're little and alone, time seems to crawls along a lot slower than it probably would for people. I wasn't always alone, mind you. My brothers and sisters had been in the box with me, but I didn't fit in with them. You see, most kittens have beautiful blue eyes, which everyone adores… but not me. Me, I was cursed with these ugly amethyst ones. My siblings seemed almost afraid of me, and they were glad when their owners came and picked them up. They were happy to get away from an ugly kitten like myself.

As for the humans, well, they weren't all that happy with the fact that I had these strange eyes, either. They made comments about me, staring with disgust and shaking their heads. I couldn't understand their words at all, but I knew the looks in their eyes. They had no love for me. Back to the time. You see, I'm sure the day would have seemed a little shorter and a little more pleasant if it hadn't started raining.

I watched the people walking by my box in the alley, and for some reason, all of the people passing by took out big things that looked like mushrooms and held them up over their heads. I think they were called umbrellas. Whatever they were, I soon found out what they were used for. Without any warming, a cold drop of water fell from nowhere and hit my already cold nose. When I looked up, more drops fell down on me. It started out slow, but then the things called raindrops were falling down on me roughly and without mercy.

I made my little mewing sounds and ran about in a circle in my box, desperate to find a dry place. To my misfortune, there were no dry areas, and soon, I just settled for sitting in the middle of the box, crying out my little calls. I was wet, I was alone, and I was unwanted. I knew I would not last; maybe I was not meant to live in that world. In the middle of my contemplation, I suddenly noticed that I felt no more rain falling down upon me. I looked up and I saw an equally wet figure leaning over me. It was hard to see him, because his sandy blonde hair was covering his face, and hi clothes were dark and dripping onto me. I stared up at him for a long time, and he looked down at me. I had ugly purple eyes, and he had green ones…sad, lonely, green eyes. He was lonely, too. He was like me; alone, sad, but I saw that there was a gentleness to him, the longer I stared.

This human was different than the others, and I knew from right then that I liked him. He would be my human. Finally, after an eternity of silence, I mewed happily at him and rolled onto my back, trying to make myself look cute, if it were even possible. The fact that I had dark brown fur and that I was soaking wet probably didn't help. The boy then shook his head and knelt down by me. Sticking his hand into my box, I happily bounced about and nuzzled his hand. Still, he didn't react to me at first. He just kept his hand still and shaky, but when I licked it and nuzzled him, he reacted just a little and patted my little head. It felt nice, being shown affection, but all good things eventually come to an end.

"What a pathetic, dumb thing you are…"

I couldn't understand what he was saying, but I hope it was a lot of good stuff.

"You're wet and alone… without a friend in the world… all alone, and left out in the rain… We're so much alike… but I have no room in my heart for another one like me."

I was really sad when he started to pull his hand away from me. The warmth I had felt was leaving, and I knew…I was losing my human. Just as he started to stand, I mewed and grabbed onto his sleeve. He almost seemed surprised and looked down at me again. I called to him, now able to see the sorrow etched into his features. He needed me, just as I needed him. We needed eachother; and I wanted to be with him. He was, after all, my human. Finally, he sighed.

"Idiot cat…"

He picked me up, and we left my box, heading for another; one, which I would now call home. I had a place, a reason to live, and a human who was just like me.