Well, you fell right into my arms
And fit into my puzzle
So we made love in a quickly
Parked European car
Couldn't read all the fine print
What's written in the stars
I don't care as long as you are
Funky at heart (Studio Killers – Funky At Heart)

Day

I was confused; was June making passes at me or was she just playing around? But I was certain of two facts; she was available and I wanted to make her mine. I was so happy when she called me out on this date, it was a surprise that I was even able to act normal. Not to mention the way she came dressed, didn't help calm the butterflies in my stomach or the urge to kiss her. Not to mention something just felt familiar, felt right, when she was next to me; like she was meant to be there. Maybe she was, I felt like I had lost something major when I woke up with a gap in my memory. As time went on, the weight of the loss became heavier and heavier along with the loneliness in my heart. Even though I had Eden, it still felt like someone really important was missing from the picture. I came up with the theory that I had found love during that forgotten time, I even asked Eden once if he had any idea as to wither it was true or not. He first looked at me like he had been caught doing something horrible and then he regained his composure. He never answered with words but his reaction told me all I needed to know, I was going down the right track.

"So where exactly are we going?" I inquired after we had left the dinner and been walking for some time.

"To my place." That is was all she said, nice, short, and sweet. I was so shocked that she was able to just say those words as if it meant nothing. So was that her idea of "fun"?

I swallowed the lump in my throat and prayed to God that she would answer my next question the way I wanted her to, "So why are we going to your place?"

She stopped walking and looked at me, "Are you seriously asking that question, I am pretty sure that you know the answer to that question," my heart fell at her words and she continued, "We are going there so I can get a change of clothes since there is no way in hell that I would able to do what I have planned with something so constructing." God answered my prayer; she wasn't inviting me to sleep "over" having just met, she was just getting a change of clothes.

Not only was she not one of those girls that you pick up at a bar, she didn't even let me enter her apartment, at first that is. She made my wait by the front door as she changed, so I was prepared to wait a long time since women take forever when getting changed or ready for anything. I leaned against her door as I sat on the floor. I situated myself so I was comfortable and then I felt the door open, I ended up falling and hitting my head on the floor with a thud. I groaned and clutched my head so it wouldn't shatter into a million pieces as the pain laced it way around my skull and penetrated my brain. I looked up to find June just looking at me; at first she stood absolutely still then she started to shake slightly until it turned into a full convulsion as she laughed. Her laugh was absolutely carefree and light as a feather but reflected content; it made me crack a smile as the pain started to subside.

June crouched down so her face was above mine; she smiled at me and said something in the sexiest voice I had ever heard. It was teasing but sounded concerned at the same time, like she cared; "Are you okay love?"

"Love?" I raised my eyebrows.

Then her cheeks became tinted with pink, "It was a just an expression that was said Confederate Nations of Africa. I am not saying that you are my love love, now I don't mean that in a negative way. I mean you could be if you wanted to, not that I am saying you don't but I mean that it doesn't mean anything major …," her voice started to get smaller and smaller until it resembled a mumble, it was incredible cute the way she sounded like a high school girl.

"Uh-huh." I said to urge her to continue but she stopped and looked me dead in the eyes.

"You need to meet Midnight."

"Who?"

She didn't listen to me but instead started to call Midnight, and then when she got up and hulled me up as well I saw Midnight. I could see why she received that name, Midnight was a cat that had glossy jet-black fur with deep purple eyes; and was staring right at me as I entered her domain. She regarded me with a flick of her tail before rubbing herself lovingly against June's leg.

"Midnight, we have a guest. Say hi." June said as she scooped up the cat and held it to her chest. Midnight looked my way for a brief second, as if that would suffice, before she rubbed her head against June's chest and started to purr. For some reason I could just tell that would be as far as Midnight would show me attention but with June, however, she wouldn't stop cuddling with June.

"I thought cats were solitaire creatures and didn't really show affection like a dog." I said bitterly, wait was I getting jealous of a cat?

"I thought so as well, but Midnight is an exception. I guess it is because I am her savior in a way. One day I was heading to the apartment that had been provided for me by Russia when I went to the Middle East. I heard these teenagers laughing and a cat meowing, that was Midnight; I feel in love the moment our eyes meet. It was like we had established a connection, but then I saw the pure misery and cry for help showing in her eyes. Those wang bai dans were throwing stones at the poor thing; I couldn't leave her alone so I chased the kids away after beating them to a pulp, I even threw my shoe at the back of one of their heads to make them fall. I took care of her and brought her back with me, I was planning on giving her to a family that wanted a pet because I already had a dog. But when I got back that old mutt kicked the bucket before I could say goodbye." June stopped talking for a second cause her voice had started to break down. A tear streamed down her face and I started to move so I could comfort her but the cat beat me to it. Midnight licked the tear from June's cheek and then she put her paw on June's other cheek and licked June on the corner of her mouth. June rubbed Midnight's head and pressed her head into Midnight's neck.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you talk about something so hurtful."

June looked up and smiled, "It is fine; it wasn't your fault but mine. I was the one who decided to say something; no one forced me, so you don't need to apologize." June put the cat down and walked over to a kitchen. Midnight followed June to the kitchen so I did as well; when in Rome do as the Romans do.

June took out a huge pot and proceeded to retrieve ingredients out of the fridge, I was only able to see meat and some noodles before June shooed me out of the kitchen along with Midnight. I looked at the cat as she looked at me, "Just me and you huh." I said while extending my hand to stroke her head but she hissed at me and walked away. Great, now what to do; I got up and dusted off the nonexistent dirt from my pants. I started to explore the common room; there was the basic furniture but nothing seemed personal. It looked as if someone had just moved in and hadn't bothered to decorate it. Then I spotted something on the glass shelves that was attached to the wall, it was a whole bunch of photos in picture frames.

Many seemed to be from when June was abroad; one had a background of a pub as a group of people were drinking and having fun, I spotted June instantly, she was mid-laugh and a guy who had his arm around her was laughing as well. Then another picture had June along with someone that looked similar to the Elector; they were at the beach and June was in a black two piece swimsuit and had on a pair of sunglasses. The boy with her was in the sand with nothing but his head sticking out in front of a sand mermaid. June crouched next to the head in the sand and seemed to be putting more sand onto the sand mermaid. There were tons of pictures with June and some of her friends doing crazing stuff but the thing that really caught my attention was a picture of a younger June along with a boy that had the same features as her. He was dressed in a uniform and June had her arms wrapped around his neck as he held her. The man was smiling as June planted a kiss on his cheek; I wanted to look at the picture closer because this man seemed familiar. So I picked it up and held it closer to my eyes and then I heard a voice behind, "That's my brother, his name was Metias."

She surprised me so much that I dropped the picture frame and fumbled to catch before it reached the ground, not wanting to take chances I set the photo back to its place. "Oh, where is he now?"

June looked up at the ceiling and then looked back at me, "Mmm, in a grave I suppose; and hopefully on heaven."

"What is wrong with me, I keep making you talk about things that are awkward."

"Don't worry, it happened like ten years ago; the grieving period passed and sure it still hurts to know he is missing. But I know that he is watching over me along with our father and mother," she then pushed me to the dining table and gestured to the bowl of soup in front of me, "Bon appétit."

She told me to dig in and so I did, and man was it good, but in the middle of me shoving the deliciousness into my mouth I noticed June was just watching me eat but not doing so herself. Instead of asking another question, in fear that it would cause her to unearth some other pain, I just continued to eat. Once I finished June yelled goodbye to Midnight as she ushered me out the door, then she whispered in my ear, "Now the fun begins."