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What is a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell sweet.

-William Shakespeare

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Lucy scrunched up her face as she felt something licking her nose repeatedly. She tossed and turned away from it, but the licking continued no matter how much she moved. Taking no more she reluctantly peeked and eye open to see who was trying so desperately to wake her up.

Lick. Meow.

Her eyes widen in familiarization. Staring back at her, with night-black eyes, was the same blue cat from last night.

"You…" her voice came out scratchy. She slowly sat up because of the throbbing pain in her head and looked around. She's in her bed, in her room and its morning. The only thing telling her that last night wasn't a dream – scratch that – a nightmare, was the cat. And maybe this head ache… Ugh! She held her head, feeling a cloth wrapped over a swollen bump, probably from when her head was shoved to the wall.

What time is it? She turned to the nightstand beside her where her alarm clock sat; strange how it didn't blare off this morning and she had the time set every day. It was 9:57A.M.

Crap! I was supposed to be to work an hour ago. I'm going to have to call Levy.

Flinging the sheets off her, she noticed she had on a white T-shirt with no pants on so her underwear was slightly showing. "Who-? When did I-? How did I get in this?!" She began contemplating. Maybe her mystery savior changed her? She blushed at the thought of him seeing her partially exposed body. She had to find out who that pink-haired guy was.

Getting out of bed Lucy walked down the stairs to the living room, silently being followed by the cat, and picked up the cordless phone to dial Levy's number. Let's just hope she has her phone on – She holds the phone to her ear.

Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!

She was ready to hang up when, "Hello?" Levy's voice came out on the other line.

"Hey Levy-chan, its Lucy. I thought you'd never pickup"

"Lu-chan!" she gasped. "Where are you? Are you okay? Why haven't you come in for work yet? Did you oversleep or are you not feeling well?" she threw all these questions at her.

"Calm down, I'm alright. I just… fell and hit my head on the bathroom floor" she lied.

"Oh god – did you put an ice pack on your head?! Are you experiencing any symptoms of concussion? You are laying down, right? Did you- ?

"LEVY!" Lucy cut her off. What is this, 20 questions? They were getting out of control, but Lucy was somewhat happy. When Levy was deeply concerned about her well being, she had a… 'Unique' way of showing she cared. "For the second time, I'm alright. I'm just not feeling well enough to come to work. I would've called sooner but I had to take my time getting out the bathroom because of this huge migraine I have." she explained. She felt bad for partially telling the truth, but HEY! – at least she wasn't lying about hitting her head or about the headache.

"Oh, okay. I'll let Mira know you won't make it in for today, or the weekend for that matter"

"Thanks Levy-chan. I owe you one"

"Of course you do. Really! You had me worried sick"

"Sorry" Lucy smiled apologetically, but of course Levy couldn't see it. She was now in the kitchen pouring herself a glass of water as she listened to her best friend/co-worker continues her lecture.

"Muah~! When I heard about that serial rapist being found around your area late last night, I panicked. I thought he might've got to you on your walk home."

Lucy's eyes widen and she nearly choked on the water she was swallowing. "W – What?!"

"Yeah, it was on the news this morning. Apparently he was found lying in an alley – nearly beaten to death, but not only that, he was also one of your neighbors. That weird guy just down the street, Mr. Colman…"

Her hand gripped the glass tightly, almost shattering it. What's going on? She remembers some bits of what happened, but how he ended up in a place like that was beyond her. The more she thought about it, the more confused to would get. "Did you hear me?"

"Uh… what?"

"I asked if you needed me to bring you anything when I go on my lunch break"

"No, I'll be fine"

"Okay. Call you later Lu-chan"

"Yeah, bye"

Beep.

Sigh. Okay Lucy, I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation for all of this. If I find THAT guy I'm sure he'll answer my questions.

Meow. She turns to the kitten sitting on the counter. "Almost forgot about you" she picks it up. Noticing the dirt on his fur she frowns. "You need a bath" she looks down at herself. "And so do I, apparently"

She walks out the kitchen with him in her arms – wait. How do I know if he's not a 'she'? she ponders while looking at the cat…

She'll find out in the tub.

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Lucy leans over the kitchen counter, moving her cereal around the bowl with a spoon while the cat drinks up some milk out of a small bowl on the floor. It took nearly an hour in the bathroom and it usually takes her 20 minutes. Who would've thought such a small adorable kitten could turn into a life threatening monster when near water. She's surprised she came out in one piece; the way he was swinging his sharp claws around. At least he got cleaned thoroughly – oh! And turns out the kitten's a boy, so I should start thinking of a name for him.

"Hmm, how about Blue..? No. Milk? Yeah, no." She looks down at the feline, who was too preoccupied with his milk to pay attention to her. He looks like a Jared. Maybe a Kevin? Jeez! Coming up with a name for a pet is harder than it sounds, and none of them even suite him. Sighing, she looks back at her bowl. She watches as the strawberries in her cereal slowly change the color of the milk from a smooth white to a soft pink.

Pink…

Without her consent her lips curve into a sweet smile. Pink is one of her favorite colors but that wasn't the reason for her smile. No. It reminded her of a certain pink-haired guy. She couldn't stop thinking about him and this slightly worried her. She doesn't know anything about the man and she already seems fond of him. What if he's a pervert? But, when I checked my body for any weird marks in the bathroom mirror I found none. Maybe I'm just being paranoid. The guy was thoughtful enough to not only save her, but also take her inside and treat her wound. She thought deeply.

In most romance novels she's read, it starts off with an 'unexpected encounter' between the protagonist and their future love interest. Then they're 'fated to meet up again' and they end up together over time. Sure, they go through some obstacles in their relationship, but to Lucy, they're to test the bond between the two lovers. If they really love each other, then they'll make it through and have a happy end, ne? Oh, I'm thinking too much about this! She shakes her head, blushing madly.

"But if this encounter did mean something then I would be…"

What word could she use to describe how she'd feel?

Meow. The cat had finally finished the milk and was now licking the remaining fluid from its top lip.

Would she feel indifferent? Yeah right… of course not. Everyone wants to love and be loved, especially her, so of course she'd be interested. Surprised? Yes, but not the word she's looking for. Suddenly, her eyes widen. Smiling brightly she slams her fist in the palm of her hand and shouts, "Happy!"

Meow?

"Every time I think about THAT guy, I start feeling happy. And since I found you the same night I, uh…'met' him, I'll name you Happy"

I'm a genius! Lucy realizes something and hangs her head down in a depressing manner. She's becoming crazy. Talking to a cat. Really!? Am I that lonely? This cat isn't going to answer back to me or anything. He can't even understand my language.

Meow.

Or maybe he can. She feels the bump on her head and decides to get an ice pack for it, like Levy told her to do. She opens the freezer and realizes something very important.

The HELL is my steak?!

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I know this chapter is boring as hell, but please bear with me. The next chapter is very promising. PLEASE give me favs and follows… and also reviews. You know those buttons look to irresistible to not click them. Until next time.

Chapter three: DISGUISE