Summary: Chris finds a girl on the streets and takes her home with her. Can he help break the wall she has set around her heart? pre-Alice 19th
Rating: K+ for now, may rise
Pairing: Eventual ChrisxOC
Disclaimer: Alice 19th belongs to Yuu Watase. I do not own it. I write purely to entertain. However, I do own all unrecognizable characters.


Prologue
It was a cool Saturday night in April. It was a bit breezy, enough so that most people felt no desire to go out. In fact, the streets were empty except for a small boy. He seemed to be about 11 years old. By looking at his clothes one could tell he is rich. However, he walked with a slight limp as if his leg had been permanently damaged.

Chris sat down on a bench underneath a dim streetlight. He had been walking for so long that his leg had begun to ache. The accident had completely shredded the muscle. Only his father's money and influence had prevented the need for his leg to be amputated. However, for all of his father's knowledge, he remained ignorant of the true nature of some of the people around him.

"Why does father keep seeing that woman?" Chris sighed. "Any fool could tell that she only is after his fortune. He's so blind."

From an alley nearby, a sound echoed. The echo was distorted the point that the sound was undistinguishable. Chris stood up slowly, unsure of whether to ignore it and go home or investigate. 'I should go home. Stewart will be looking for me.'

He turned and started to walk to his mansion. 'It's only a few blocks away. I'm sure my leg will be fine.' However, he heard the sound again, more clearly this time. It sounded like a person crying. After a moment's hesitation, he shook his head. 'I will regret this one day.' Being very careful of where he was walking, Chris entered the alleyway.

Crouched by the alley wall, was a girl. Chris could only figure that much because of the long, brown hair that hid her face. Tattered, dirty clothes hung from her body. She was crying softly, from what he had no idea. Whatever it was, it seemed apparent that the girl had not heard Chris enter the alley. He approached her slowly. After all, he didn't know that this girl wasn't going to turn around and attack him. Even when he was standing only a meter or so away, the girl didn't take notice of him. She was preoccupied with the fingers clutching her side. Dripping from between her fingers was…

"Blood! Oh my God!" Chris held his hand to the girl's side and concentrated on the wound there. "Jiva!"

The wound knit itself together, leaving bloody clothes as the only evidence that it ever existed. Blue eyes looked at him in shock before the girl slowly stood up, leaning heavily on the wall. "Thank you." she mumbled.

"Don't worry about it." Chris smiled. "Do you want me to take you home?"

"No!" she screamed. She backed away, hitting a box and falling to the ground. "No." she repeated, quieter this time.

Chris sighed. There was obviously something wrong with her but this was a bad place to probe into it. "Fine. At least let me take you to my house so you can rest."

She thought about it for a moment. She could go with him and not know what to expect or stay where she was, hungry and cold. While neither option appealed to her, one was clearly better than the other. "Okay." Chris helped her to the bench.

Once she was settle and resting, Chris pulled out his phone, punching in some numbers. "Hello Stewart…Yes, I'm fine…My leg hurts a bit but it will be okay…. Listen. Come pick me up at the corner of Main St. and Westchester Ave. Also, have the maids prepare a guest room…I'll explain everything later."

Two minutes later, a small car pulled up in front of the two small figures on the bench. Stewart stepped out and quickly helped Chris carry the girl onto the backseat. He looked at the girl. She looked so peaceful fast asleep; Chris couldn't bring herself to wake her up.


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