His Sweet Kitten

Meeting him

Rose's p.o.v

The rain started to pour as I attempted to keep dry under a bush of white roses. My fur bristled as the cold drops of rain fell on my dirt stained coat. My stomach growled in hunger. When was the last time I had something to eat?

I cursed myself for leaving the underworld, but I couldn't stay there. The years of torment and agony was too much for me and contracts were the only way out most of the time except the occasional rogue, who decided to go off in search of better things, such as myself. Instead, I was starving, made no contracts, homeless, and alone.

I mewed in frustration at my stupidity and plopped into the dirt. I couldn't even attain a human body without either a contract or a reason to have one. I couldn't even turn into my true form, without a reason to. I was a middle class demon after all.

"my, my what are you doing here little kitten?"

I looked up and there stood a tall, raven haired man, in a butler's uniform, his crimson eyes staring down at my helpless form.

a demon. There's no doubt about it.

I watched as he bent down to pick me up, but I put my guard up. I arched my back up and hissed at him.

The man paused for a moment before smiling gently.

"it's ok kitten, you don't have to worry. I won't hurt you."

He extends his hand out again. I stare at him. Does he not know I'm a demon? He would have killed me if he did, right?

His hand wrapped around my tiny form and he carried me into the mansion. We eventually arrived at what I presumed was his room.

"Now that we're inside let's run you a bath shall we?"

The next thing I know I was placed in a tub of water and was washed from head to tail. The dirt that was stuck to my fur began to wash off revealing my ghostly coat. I purred in delight as the smell of lavender and cotton filled my senses.

"My, my, what a lovely coat you have here," the man said as he began to dry me off with a towel. I stared up at him with my aquamarine eyes.

Does he know?

Once I was dry, he picked me up once again and started playing with my paws.

"ah, you're pads are so soft to the touch and they're like small, pink lillies," I then felt my nails extend instinctively.

"It appears you may need a trim, kitten." He places me on the bed before laying down beside me. "but let's wait until tommorow."

I felt the black covers over my head and I watched as he changed into his pajamas before crawling into bed himself.

"Good night, Rose." He says before turning out the light.

I meowed in relief.

He doesn't know, I will just have to keep it that way then.

And that is when my new life began.