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the dream seemed so nice I never wanted it to end but then it did I looked at my mate he was still there laying there sleeping he then woke up and looked and smiled at me with his cute smile his fox face looking at me,

"Hello enjoying your sleep?"

He was still the same old mate friendly and cute as well as sexy

"Yeah thanks these clouds are so soft I hope there all like this in heaven"

I said starting to stroke him on his side which he loved

"I'm afraid they are and this is only a dream for your not dead but you will be soon if you don't wake up"

He said as he hugged me and I looked at him his lovely green eyes looking at me,

"So this isn't heaven? Then where am I then?"

He looked at me and told me this was that place you go before heaven or hell the place was white and wonderful,

"But how? I can't be dead as I wasn't that cold"

I said looking down seeing myself lying on the grave of him not moving much

"yes but your gym friend saved you after you left he noticed you going into the graveyard from his window he then saw you go to his grave and tidy it up,

"He also saw you in the graveyard hardly wearing anything he has broken in and taken you to home"

My mate said as I looked and there what he had said happened I was there in couch's bed he was looking after me he never left me only going to get some food some soup always checking on me I looked on

"He does care for me?"

I said looking at my mate as we watched like it was a TV show

"Yes he was a great lover and carer until the biter end"

He said to me it took me a moment to think who he meant

"Oh misses rhino"

I looked and there she was too! Walking towards us

"So he's treating you like he did with me in the last few years? Of my life"

She smiled and told me to look after him when I go back which is what started to happen I was falling towards my body I then landed in the bed softly.

I woke up groaned and shivered wrapping the blanket over me as I was cold.

"Oh thank gods your okay"

He looked at me handing me something hot to drink

"Yeah I'm fine"

I said and he handed me some warm soup which I drank it to regain my body heat,

"I meat your wife while I was dead ish she was very nice"

I said drinking the soup enjoying the taste not caring if it was fat free or a cheap one

"What did she say?"

He asked me holding my arm I looked back though my mind it was a blank but I'd forgotten

"Dam you what did she say?"

I tried to remember but it was not there almost like an out of body experience

"I don't know I'm sorry Steve"

I cried he wanted to know and I'd forgotten he then hugged me his big powerful arms around me, I felt safe I stopped crying I then remembered

"She just said that you where a great lover, even to the end and to look after yourself"

He started to cry in my arms or part hug

"She, she said that?"

I nodded and he held me more I held him and we had a cry we both missed our mates our once soul mates who were now not with us.

I was now feeling much better after a few hours of wonderful eating and being looked after I felt like I did when I was sick my mate would look after me but now it was couch not my mate couch then came in

"You alright dear?"

I smiled as I watched some telly now fully rested and a little surprised he had said the word dear,

"Yeah great thanks these soups are great"

I sighed and drank the last of my warm soup, I then thought about him and me how would we get on? Would we be happy? Would we be kind to each other or would it just end in tears? I didn't know so I didn't ask.

The morning came and I went home it was nice to be at home again all the wonderful smells and I just had to dust and hover I hadn't for the past two days.

I got out my tools of the trade duster with rainbow colours green hover that has more suck then the best selling hover polish for the wood and polish for the other objects in my house.

I then popped in a cassette it was just some band I liked from my childhood Queen I think is there name I'd lost the case years ago.

I then put my apron on and started to hover it was simple enough start at the bedroom and make my way over to the front door after that clean the bedroom with dusting or polishing I then started to polish the wooden top on my table getting all the shine up to my standard then polish the other bits of none wood in my home and changing the cassette over to side two.

After all of that was done I looked and did some washing it hadn't been done for about a week I washed everything then tumbled dried stuff then placed some stuff out to dry I then tried out my weight lifting kit another basic item that had been brought over as well as the gloves and the grown for boxing.

The dumb bells were great I used them after looking up how use them properly not just picking them up and then putting them down there was a routine.

I did this for about an hour while still listening to cassette the telly was turned off there is some great butts on telly that can get you distracted from work or doing the right move as I trained my door went I skipped over dumb bells and opened the door,

"Hello Ian? Where here to drop the rest of the gym stuff off"

Someone said behind a big box on a wheeled item

"Oh wonderful just place it err over there"

I pointed out my finger nails all muddy from cleaning the graves from last night the furs came in placed five boxes down then left after I'd signed for it then looked at the boxes oh goody I love a task.

I got dressed into some old clothes and started to unpack the weight lifting stuff I looked by looking at the box first up was the weights I'd used in the gym but on a smaller scale.

I put every bit out and then looked at the instructions they were very hard to follow but follow them I did.

I only needed an Allen key size 7 and a big flat head screw driver to get some parts to fit into place but enough about my boss I giggled at this.

After a good few hours of which my cassette player was very happy to stop from playing about 8 cassettes none stop the weights I'd used in the gym where up and ready to use.

I parked my butt on the seat and put on 100kg the lowest other then zero I lifted them up high I was then getting more into it but I stopped why? My favourite TV show was on.

I watched it and then looked at the time, it was late I'd taken all day just to put one item up and there was still 2 boxes left.

I un-plugged everything and then pushed the weight thing out of the way so if there was a fire I could get out with out running into it or hitting myself on the head if I had to crawl it fitting nicely into a corner.

I then jumped into my bed it was cold but after a few seconds it was warm and nice I murred as my head hit the pillow I then yawned and went to sleep.

In the morning I was woken up by my alarm clock I should turn that off or set it for later not 9 in the morning I got out of bed still in my boxers looked at myself in my upright mirror my belly was gone or was flatter which the outline of something like a 2 pack or 4 pack I looked on the scales in the bathroom I had gained 10 pounds and was looking more trim I then fixed breakfast I made something out of my normal toast and tea.

I made full English it was good I was hungry and needed this I then started on the two other boxes that was going to be hard the other one was the bag I had to hang that up the other was the boxer that moved when you put a program into it.

I put on yesterday's clothes and that was something I wouldn't do I was a clean person yesterday's clothes aren't to be worn.

I then noticed I hadn't shaved I liked that it made me look tough not the kind that will kick your teeth in like the bikers but the kind that would punch you for looking at my guy or in some case girl.

The bag was heavy but I got it hung up after a few times of it falling on top of me the other boxer which was just a cut out of some bad guy that was very basic by the time that was all set up it was lunch time.

That's when I looked in the fridge for food to find nothing I had to go shopping as I'd not been.

I got dressed into some clean clothes then grabbed my wallet and then grabbed my re-usable bags and went shopping.

it was busy I looked and went to my normal stores first I went to all my fancy shops to look for nice gay things then I went to the music store to see what was on sale as yes they still had cassettes the last store I think.

Then after that stop for a quick bite at Joe's we talked and he gave me some lunch I had my tea but instead of a light salad I had some nice bacon and greens.

I then shopped some more he was on the way to other shops so I thought I'd pop in and dish on what I'd been done in the store I meet my couch.

"Rhino? hi! Oops sorry I mean Steve"

I smiled and walked over to him,

"Oh hello Ian, how you doing? After yesterday"

We talked and then he left me then went back to shopping I sighed and noticed in his bag almost the same things I had.

I got home and put my stuff away then flopped onto the couch I then had one message on my phone which was in blue I played it,

"Hello Ian, its Steve, erm forgot to tell you but your first proper match is in two weeks I want you in my gym next week and then well we'll see where it goes okay bye"

I was frozen my first fight? I looked and then saw in the mirror over my TV me all smashed up but then I thought no that's the old me.

I'll win after all I have couch and I have the power of thought if I keep thinking of bad memory's then I'll win but what if I run out? Most of my hits I'd used on rhino or D, but they where childhood, I still had 2nd school and college and then the years of bad my father gave to me.

I flopped into my couch and flicked though the channels all the time the same thought going though my mind. What would coach do to me if I lost? What would he do? Kill me? Kick me out move away so I never see him again?

What would happen to this lot all the equipment I'd got? Plus what would happen to me? Would I just turn back into my normal coward self? Or keep the body? I sighed and turned my telly off.

I then un-plugged everything then flopped into bed I sighed and rested my head on the pillow the same thoughts going though my head what where how? How would coach cope if I lost?

Where would this person I'm becoming go? What will become of my self, but the thing that kept bugging me was, what would my opponent be like? All these questions made me sleep but they were still running around my in my head

End of part three