A/N: Once again, please check out Mistolover101's story :) Thanks to Victoriadancer2014 for being so sweet about this story. Bit of a filler but crucial! Some Seelniu for you all. Again, I own nothing but him and the plot! Slight mention of violence, but fluff!

Naturally, moments after Macavity had left, the Jellicles cancelled the ball. Props were put back into their boxes, muscles cooled, and hearts sunk. The Gumbie cat's den was frequented by the many injured toms, and they were treated and dispatched without much interest.

The Gumbie cat's heart felt as though it was going to break. She'd seen her child, but he'd been more than heartbreaking. They'd broken her poor Mungojerrie's heart completely, and were now seen as the monsters he had to protect his sister from. Not to mention- Alonzo had stuck a knife in him! That was not going to help redeem the Jellicles, at all. Her poor baby was hurt..

The fact Rumpleteazer hadn't shown up worried her even more. Had she grown? Was she okay? Was she in danger from this Seelniu? Oh, the stories she'd heard.. A ruthless killer. No compassion. Surely Mungojerrie wouldn't let him hurt her..

She yearned for her two any mother, she wanted to protect her kids. Deep down, she felt anger at Alonzo for hurting 'Jerrie (Skimble had gone to voice his own anger) and she dreaded the thought of both of her twins being in danger.

Sighing sadly, Jenny crossed over to a small shelf in her den, which practically groaned under the weight of tons and tons of objects. Her spotted and striped paw found a soft, ratty blanket- the blanket that had lined her kittens' bed.

"My poor babies.. Will they ever come home?"

There was nothing more terrifying than waking up with somebody unknown beside you. Expect, perhaps, waking up wrapped in somebody's arms. Somebody renowned for murder. Someone unreachable, but.. So damn hot.

Those thoughts raced through Rumpleteazer's sleep clouded mind as she jolted out of unconsciousness. Seelniu's arms were still wrapped around her, but they'd moved from being sat up against the wall to stretched out on her bed. Crap. What had they done?

The calico queen frantically glanced down at the sleeping tom, before remembering the events of the day before. 'Jerrie, seriously injured. Hurt by their own tribe.. No. Their ex-tribe. Seelniu had stayed up all night with her, while she cried into his fur. Upon closer inspection, Rumpleteazer realized with some guilt that his fur was still slightly damp.

'Ya realleh shoul' ge' away from 'im..' 'Teazer's mind warned her, as she stared down at the sleeping tom. His paw was on the small of her back, his free arm limp from where she'd moved it off her. His muscles were prominent in the early morning light, and rippled and relaxed every time he moved. That fur was beautiful.. Lustrous black, almost shining in the light. His jaw was strong, and his cheekbones prominent, with slightly unkempt, jet black headfur. He really was gorgeous- and he'd been so sweet to her. No tom had every been like that with her- plus, he made her laugh. That was extremely rare. He'd be so perfect if he had a heart.

Sighing slightly, 'Teazer lifted her head, deciding it would be best to get back to her own bed. When her gaze met Seelniu and the other toms' bunks, she twigged. Oh. She was already in it. She'd have to wake the sleeping tom if she wanted to move, and she didn't really have the heart to.

Sleep won out over logic, and the calico queen fell back asleep. Her head rested on the black tom's chest, purring quietly as his arm almost instantly wrapped around her back. The raven tom chuckled lowly, taking a lungful of her sweet, floral scent before joining her in the realms of unconsciousness.

A tiny black kitten was running for his life, diminutive paws pounding on the pavement in sync with his frightened little heart. Angry screams and shouts melded into a horrific, terrifying medley as the kitten ran, soft whimpers escaping his lips. The cats behind him continued to gain, their yells and screams getting louder and louder as they achieved more distance on the kit.

The dark kitten really was small. He'd been born outside of London, to a loving mother and an overbearing father. From a young age, the kitten was exposed to violence, abuse, and anger- as opposed to cuddles, kisses, and snuggling. Guaranteed, he recieved snippets of love from his mother, at a young age.. Yet as she grew older, his father managed to beat it out of her. Instead of being a fully doting parent, his mother would sadly watch from the sidelines as her mate dragged their kitten up, sending him out into drug dens for him, thieving on the streets.. You name it, and the kit had done it before he was even a teen.

Still, his love for his mother never wavered. When she'd been taken away with her father, he'd stowed away and followed, excited to begin a new life in London. Maybe he could finally drop having to do these crimes? He didn't want to have to do them to gain his father's approval, and he was so close to growing up, maturing, and kicking a life of crime to the curb.

That, however, was scuppered. Within weeks of the family arriving in London, his mother fell ill. Deadly ill. Her face was almost constantly ashen, and only improved when her young kit managed to rob some medicine from the cats on the other side of town. Macavity, the Mystery cat had a huge, terrifying army- with enough medicine to keep them alive for a long time. So, the kit had taken it to help her. Yet this time.. He'd been caught.

The kitten whined as he whipped around a corner, his small body pressed in to the wall as he heard the thundering of feet run past. Instead of following him round the corner, they ran right past, easing the worry in his heart.

"Mother.." He murmured, padding down the alleyway to the crates of boxes that made his home. As usual, his mother was lying in acorner- his father stood, back turned, in the opposite corner.

"Mother," The black kitten whined, quickly running over to her. Unlike normal, the black queen didn't turn her head in response to him. And when he leaned in to hug her.. She was cold. The thud that should sound from within her chest lay still.

She was dead.

"Mother! No, please no-" The black kitten whimpered, reaching out to place a paw on his mother's face. It came back bloodstained.. She'd been killed.

"Papa?"

The tabby in the corner turned, a slow, malicious smile on his face as he advanced towards the tiny kit.

"My son. Oh, how you were growing soft.. I have to eradicate that. You have potential, you could be a contender.. After all, your name means strength, no?" He smirked, a dark look in his eyes as the kit prepared to take a jump at his father.

"You killed mama?"

"I did."

Like a flash, the small kit jumped to a few crates above his father's head, his weight impacting them and sending them down in a cascade. His father was down within moments, his mangy body trapped under the heavy, heavy wood.

"I'm sorry, papa, I didn't mean to hurt you.. But mama.."

Hours later, and the kitten was jolted awake by a strong, vice like grip on the back of his neck. Blinking, he snapped himself to consciousness as he felt himself being lifted by the scruff of his neck. To stare directly into the cold, yellow eyes of the Hidden Paw.

"If it isn't the kit that's been taking medicine, morning noon and night," Macavity leered, staring first at the whimpering kitten, then at the cold bodies of the cats he assumed to be his parents.

"I see you eradicated your family tree.. How clever.."

"I didn't mean to hurt-"

"Spare it, kitten. You know, I've always said cats turn out better when you start them young. All my kits have been little pathetic runts, but I do believe I could get you to such a high standard.. Not even a teen and already a cold blooded killer," He smirked, as the small kitten began to cry.

"I told you, I didn't mean to.. And I didn't kill my mama.."

"Spare it, kid. You'll find that everyone will prefer the fact you're a killer. That, and I don't believe you anyway," The Mystery Cat smirked, yanking the kitten off the box he'd been on and to the floor.

"Come with me. I'll make sure you become the best criminal you can be. That, and I'm sparing your life for robbing me. You should be thankful. Got a name, kit?"

The tiny black kitten sniffled as he followed the red cat, taking a last glance at his parents before stifling the sob in his throat. If he had to act touch to stay alive, then he would. Taking a deep breath, the raven kit replied,

"My name is Seelniu, sir. It means strength."

Seelniu awoke with a start, sweat dripping madly down his forehead. The nightmare, again. His chest fell and rose quickly, as he slowly realized he was in the barracks, not in the alleyway. He was in his barrack- with Rumpleteazer in his arms. And she was awake.

"H-hey, kotyonok.." Seelniu stuttered, pulling himself up as the calico queen stared up at him in concern. She was beautiful. He thought that his years at the Hideout had wiped out his ability to care for any other cat.. But clearly, it hadn't.

"Seelniu? Wha's wron'?" 'Teazer asked, her voice slightly worried as she studied his facial expression. The black tom shook his head slightly, his dark gaze staring at anything but her worried, chocolate eyes.

"Don't worry, kravisaya.. I am fine."

'Teazer sighed slightly, placing her paws on his cheeks. The black tom sighed heavily, taking her paws in his and lightly stroking the fur on them. She smiled slightly but didn't let her gaze waver.

"Seelnyah. Cmon. Tell moi."

Seelniu pulled a face, before giving in. He couldn't resist that beautiful chocolate gaze.

"Alright. Well, here we go.."

Night had fallen by the time Seelniu had finished his tale. The calico queen hadn't spoken the entire time, and was in a state of surprise. For once, she didn't know what to say.. Normally, she'd question everything, but something in her heart told her that it was true. Plus.. He wasn't a murderer. She'd got him completely wrong, and she felt so sorry for him. What a sweetheart..

"So that is me.." Seelniu added to break the silence, his head drooping slightly. He felt relieved that he'd told her.. But what if she preferred the cold, ruthless killer?

"Seelnyah.." The calico queen sighed, tipping his chin up so he met her eyes. He was relieved to see that they were warm and inviting, as opposed to disapproving and angry.

"Ya poor tom.. Oi'm so glad ya told moi. Ya ave realleh put yaself in a good light. Oi'm sorreh for believin tha' stories," She smiled, her heart lifting slightly. Oh, if only he liked her- she really believed that they could work, now that she knew the truth about him..

Seelniu had never felt so excited. His heart was full of joy, and apprehension, as he searched for an answer to her previous statement. She understood. Macavity had been wrong- cats didn't always prefer criminals.

Unable to find an answer, he wrapped his arms around her in a hug, which she fully returned, her chin resting on his shoulder.

"Thank you. I am very glad I told you. I did not think you would like me.." Seelniu sighed.

"O' course. Thank ya for tellin' moi, Oi'll keep it secret.."

"Thankyou very much, kravisaya. And of course I told you, you're perfect."

Oops. He'd gone and put his foot in it. Unbeknownst to him, 'Teazer's breath hitched in her throat as she pulled back from the hug, an excited look on her face as Seelniu met her eyes.

His apology didn't even come out- he didn't regret telling her. He hadn't known her long, but this queen was.. Amazing. Beautiful. She made him realize he could feel some emotion. And now here they were. Seelniu's paws resting on the sides of her waist, her forehead resting on his. She was so close. She didn't look like she was about to kill him, she looked.. Happy. Well, he hoped she wasn't going to kill him.

That in mind, the black tom tilted his face to the side as he leant in to brush his lips against hers, his heart pounding as he felt her return his kiss. God, she hadn't hurt him- did this mean she liked him, too? Purring, Seelniu continued to kiss the calico queen, her arms snaking around his neck as he wrapped his around her waist.

'Teazer was purring herself- he'd actually kissed her. She was sat in Seelniu's lap, returning a kiss he'd instigated. Her first kiss..

Gasping slightly, the calico queen broke the kiss for air, resting her forehead on his as he stroked her headfur.

"Milaya moya.. Would you like to watch the stars? They make lovely patterns on a clear night."

"Perfect.." 'Teazer nodded, giggling slightly as the black tom scooped her up into his arms, jumping through the open window and out onto the rooftop. The stars were indeed beautiful- bright, and glittering like they never had done before. And for once- Rumpleteazer looked away from the Jellicle moon, fully focusing on enjoying this night with Seelniu. Oh, how she could get used to this.

A/N: NAW. I loved this ^_^ I hope you like his story, it took ages! Please review!

Milaya moya: My love

Kravisaya: Beautiful

Kotyonok: Kitten