The awakening

Cold…no, freezing. That´s how he felt from his knees to his feet and all over his back, strangely enough the front from his knees up was warm and…heavy? Despite his aching bruised body, he stubbornly lifted his arms just to identify what it was that provided him with warmth when everything else was worryingly cold.

For a moment, he could swear it was a small breathing body snuggled against him with its legs tangled between his but… What where the probabilities? Last thing he remembered one of those stupid racial bullies, with his equally dumb friends, surrounded him after seeing on him his way back home, from a late job in his parent´s agency, and then dragged him to the emptiest black alley to "teach him how real British people deal with dirty monsters like him".

Opting to confirm his improbable theory of sharing sleeping quarters with another human being that tiny and comfortable, he opened his eyes to, indeed, find a small female figure curled, just like a cat, on his chest, smooth legs intertwined with his and as scantily clad as he felt…*What?!* Still not believing, he blinked several times before coming to the conclusion that yes, somehow he passed from lying in a cold dark alley, wet and bruised, to scantily clothed in a dried place with a warm female body pressed against him. Okay, maybe it wasn´t a developed female body but still.

As thoughts drifted, one after the other in his head, the boy couldn´t help but take in the sight of the girl cozily sleeping on his chest, sucking what warmth his body provided. Her long wild tresses were a pale blonde that looked dirty with grease, her lashes were long contrasting with her surprisingly delicate and flawless white skin, her lips were ripe and rosy and her nose was a little bottom like thing, over all she had feminine factions that definitely put her in the cute spectrum. If it weren´t for her unhealthily thin body, her paleness, and her dirty state he would easily say that she was the prettiest girl he had ever seen.

*So…then again what am I doing here?* He thought, swiftly looking at his plain surroundings comprised of an old wooden floor, four walls painted a dull too washed away color to determine with one of them sporting a small hole possibly connecting to another room, one window blocked by wooden planks, two locked doors and sparse furniture covered in dust.

Almost like hearing his unvoiced question, the lightest, prettiest grey eyes he had ever seen, with a tint of silver, opened looking straight to his dark grey blue tinted eyes with sharpness and intelligence misplaced in someone so young and, just by that fact, for an instance he felt like they were alike, like a sense of comradeship wouldn´t be amiss if it was established.

In a trance like state, the boy saw as the little girl unfurled herself moving away from him and, with no reservation whatsoever and a feline like grace, sat down making the blanket that covered her slip down her back, completely exposing her thin body only dressed in panties. Not quite used to this kind of behavior from any member of the female population, he watched spellbound as she stood up with the same grace, took some clothes put askew over a damaged coffee table and threw him his missing clothes, instinctively catching them in spite of his aching body.

-There, they should be dried by now- Like that; her soft melodic voice in a flat and bored tone cut like a knife the weird stupor in which this strange morning put him in. Thus, returning his normal thinking process along his sensible personality. This change clear in his now collected face but missed by his uninterested companion.

- Where am I? - His voice came out dried and gruffer than usual as the question slipped his lips while he diligently put on his stiff jeans and shirt, only occasionally taking his intense eyes off the, unusual, human being clothing herself in ripped fabrics that, upon further inspection, were used as improvised bandages for his nasty head injury.

- In the abandoned building near the alley where I found you. You were in quite a pinch- Her answer was direct and flat just like the first time she talked and, if he were his reserved and a little grumpy usual self he would have probably left it like that, muttering a soft "well, thanks for the save" and getting out of that place so he could go home, take a shower, put on some clean clothes and treat his wounds until he was recovered enough to get payback for this episode but…something kept him there and the same something compelled him to know more about his pygmy savior, to not let her go just yet.

-My name is Cain, what is yours? - The question left his lips in a dried and raspy way, all due to his raw throat, but he chose to be indifferent to his own discomfort as long as he could satiate his curiosity regarding this interesting blonde, at least a little… as long as he could find a reason for this unexplainable pull he felt towards this being.

The out of place and, judging by the bad boy looks, also out of character question garnered the desired effect, turning the entirely dressed female´s attention back to him. Cautious and slightly curious grey eyes fixing on him, a blonde eyebrow rising regally, Cain felt a little embarrassed at his not-subtle-at-all information digging, unconsciously shifting a little in his place, but, recognizing the glint of amusement sparkling in her eyes, he couldn't bring himself to regret it.

-Setsuka- She replied; a little smirk adorning her features until the loud growl from her stomach wiped it away mere seconds later. Reminded of her need to eat, she introduced her right hand in her pocket reaching for her treat to momentarily freeze at the contact. A hint of comprehension and rage flashed through her face, subsequently, turning into a fake expression of happiness that would be convincing if the vein of her forehead weren´t pulsing in anger.

No sight of the previously uninterested air, her fisted hand took out the mushy, unappealing white mass from her pocket and, closing the distance with rapid steps, forced it upon his hand, the impact of the squishy substance hitting full force his already mistreated pink palm making him flinch from the pain and the surprise.

-And you owe me a dinner and new clothes- she finished with saccharine venom, blonde mane of hair moving wildly around her before she swiftly turned around and her silhouette disappeared through the door, leaving behind a whiplashed male who, astonished, slowly looked at the thing in his hand. Her words bounced in his head, his mind working full power to understand their meaning and discover their relation to what was in his possession until he, correctly, concluded that the slimy disgusting thing was, in fact, food that got ruined by the water…when she came out of her shelter to save him.

If he felt bad before, because of the state her clothes were in, currently he felt like a mountain decided to sit on him; he was so indebted to her. Without dropping his "present" he allowed himself to look, in a shiny piece of broken glass nearby, at the bandaged done to his head, seriously appreciating the neat and careful work. Interestingly enough, apart from the guilt of ruining both her meal and her clothes, he felt a small warmth at the thought that the exotic girl had gone beyond and above caring for him, not even knowing who he was or regarding her own health or meal.

No one had ever done something like that for him and, no matter how angry she became at her meal´s state, he was honestly glad that now he could have an excuse to see her again and get to know her. There was no way he was going to disregard a debt, an opportunity to enjoy her feisty personality and a possibility to figure out the strange pull he felt ever since he laid his eyes on her.

Determination settled, Cain departed from the abandoned building striding confidently to his home despite the multiple bruises adorning his black clothed body. First things first, he needed to recover and deal with the bastards that decided to let him rot under the rain like garbage. He stopped a second to look back at the building, a barely noticeable smile on his lips.

*I will come back*

AN: Sup? For those who already read the first chapter I invite you to check it again, since I added some things and corrected others, nothing really big but still more fitting.