“I’m sorry Bear. I never meant for you to get hurt.” Sighing deeply, I slumped against the brick wall, Bear in my arms. His soft breathing was my only focus. Oblivious to the silent and curious crowd gathering around us, I slipped one arm from under Bear and, leaning my head back against the wall, pushed back my hood and raked a finger through my hair, revealing my face.

Astonished gasps echoed down the narrow alleyway. Snapping out of my trance, I turned my head in the direction of the noise. “Y-you’re Noah.” A voice spoke up. Unable to speak I simply nodded. “That explains why you’re so graceful we you kill.” Shocked by the voice I heard, I looked down and saw Bear’s hazel eyes looking straight at me. “Bear!” I cried, previously sure I’d lost him. Not caring about the audience I lent down and placed my lips on his, earning chuckles and numerous sound affects from the onlookers. “I love you, Bear.” “I love you, Noah.” Our lips met again as the crowd cheered and, eventually, began to melt away.