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Sorry for the long wait, my mate here took a bit long to write his bit.

Oh ha ha, don't forget that YOU complained about writing too!

.... Love you too.... So anyways. Enjoy.

Chapter 2

Traska woke up the next morning cuddling with his pillow. He blinked the sleep from his eyes and threw the pillow away and rolled on his back. The tiger looked down and saw that his chest and stomach fur was matted from last night's... ordeal. He sighed as he got up and rubbed his sleep stricken eyes. He sniffed and looked at his clock. "4 am," Traska thought to himself. "Good thing I woke up, because I didn't set my clock." He yawned widely and got up and stumbled towards the bathroom.

The tiger turned on the light and was quickly blinded. He hissed as he peered through his eyes and looked at himself through the mirror. He saw that his face fur was matted down by his cum and chuckled. "Never, in my life, have I shot that far." The feline went to the shower door and opened it and turned on the taps. He waited for the water to get warm and started the flow of water towards the showerhead. Once he deemed that the water was hot enough for him, Traska jumped in the stall letting the water soak into his fur. He sighed as the hot water relaxed his stiff muscles and pulled the sleep away from the feline's eyes. The tiger grabbed the body wash and squeezed the contents into his paw and began to wash his fur. He started at the base of his neck and slowly moved down towards his stomach. His paws slowly glided down towards his crotch and gripped his sheath. Traska smiled widely as he thought about the collie yesterday.

The red tip of his member was poking out of his sheath, so, naturally, he tickled it with his paw-pad and sighed happily. He pulled his sheath back and used his free paw to grip his now, rapidly, swollen cock. The tiger stroked it firmly and let his head droop down to his chest, closing his eyes and started to hiss at the pleasure. Thoughts about the Border collie flew through his mind; the picture of fucking the collie's brains out; the picture of them always being together; the picture of them being married; all of it flowed though his head, adding confusion to his pleasure-which, in honesty, felt pretty damn good.

The tiger's shaft was now at full mast as he stroked away. He moaned softly through his lips as he pictured himself being under the collie; Ajax fucking his brains out. A finger slowly made its way around his thigh and under his tail towards his tailhole. The finger took a mind of its own and slowly poked into the tiger slowly. He gasped and threw his head back as he pictured the collie pushing himself into him. He sighed as the collie hilted him and pulled slowly back. Traska's finger pushed forward towards his prostate; it fought against the tiger's muscles as it tried to push its way through, knuckles deep.

He gasped when the tip of his finger tickled his prostate, sending pure pleasure flowing throughout his body. "Gaah... Puppy," Traska sighed. The collie pushed himself deeper inside, pushing against the feline's prostate. "Don't stop," the tiger moaned. The reality ended, though, when he quickly came back to his reality as the tiger's balls pulled up into him. His cock throbbed in his paw and shot his seed onto the wall. "Aaaah!" Traska gasped as he exploded.

The tiger let his head drop down to his chest as his paw idly at his member. He sighed and looked up at his body wash that was under his showerhead. He smiled and chuckled as he reached out and took the body wash again and poured more into his paw

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Traska step out of his car and looked around the student parking lot. He took out his schedule and looked out it. "Let's see here," he whispered. "Tuesday: Music Theory, 8 o'clock." He nodded and folded his schedule and placed it into his pocket. He then made the journey towards across the campus towards the music buildings.

The tiger walked through a long courtyard that over looked the ocean. Traska took a moment to take in the lovely view. The tiger shrugged as he snapped himself away from the view and continued walking. The music department is set far across the campus, but was complimented very nicely by a football stadium and the ocean view. The tiger walked around the large rectangular building to find a wide open door. He stepped through it and entered the main music building itself. Inside lined rows and rows of seats, from top to bottom. Centered stage sat a lone chair in the center of the build.

Sitting inside sat many furs of all kinds; dogs, wolves, foxes, otters, horses, and tigers just to name a few. Traska smiled widely as he felt at home. He noticed that quite a few chairs were already taken, but not all of them. Though he tried not to show it, the tiger was nervous as he glided across the room and sat on the bottom level (of six levels). Instinctively the tiger sat in the front, left of the lone chair, since he was accustomed to sitting-or, in other words, the clarinet section, which is where he sat through his musical career.

Traska looked around the room and did not recognize any faces. He looked behind him and saw that most of the furs were socializing with each other. His ears were pinned down to his head, subconsciously, as he looked around the room; the feeling of "I'm not supposed be here" and "I feel out of place" settled in, until he saw a familiar face; a Border collie. Ajax.

Traska's ears perked up when he saw Ajax, and his heart fluttered. He was about to get up when the "Professor" walking in from his office. The room got deathly quiet, making the tiger uncomfortable. The Professor, which was an aged German Shepard, glided across the room. His eye looked around the room, eyeing each and everyone one of the students. The Shepard's eyes look showed the passion for music, and it also showed that he isn't afraid to beat someone over the head with his own paws if disagreed with music. The Shepard stood by his the lone chair in the center of the room and tilted his head down, looking over his glasses.

"Good Morning," the Professor spoke quietly. "I am Dr. Paultis, and you shall refer to me as Dr. Paultis." Some of the students behind Traska gulped and dared not to move their heads. "Those of you how don't know me," Dr. Paultis continued. "There is one thing you should know about me." He paused and looked around the room. "I can make you crawl with one look."

The tiger gulped, yet he wasn't scared. For some reason, deep down with in him, he wasn't scared of Dr. Paultis. Traska shrugged it off and raised his ears to listen more intently to the "Dr.".

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After Dr. Paultis was done with his two-hour speech about the entire curriculum, he released his students to go mingle with each other. The Dr. stood up from his chair and walked into his office. The room was silent until the Dr. closed his door. Traska smiled looked around the room; the other furs stared at one another for a second or two before someone had the courage to start talking to their friend. Like clock work, everybody else started to talk.

Traska stood up and walked over to Ajax, who was sitting on the highest level, by himself. The collie didn't take notice to Traska, since he was too busy writing on a note pad. The tiger chuckled and cleared his throat, making Ajax jump. Traska laughed quietly to himself and smiled.

"Hi," the tiger started. "How are you?"

"Oh! Um, hello," Ajax nervously smiled. "I'm fine, you?"

"Tired, but I'm doing good." The collie nodded. "What do you think of Dr. Paultis?" Ajax raised an eyebrow.

"To be honest, he scares me." the canine chuckled.

"He takes music seriously. I like him."

"Yeah, I guess." Traska smiled and looked down at the collie's notepad.

"So what are you doing?" Ajax blinked and looked at his notepad and quickly pressed it to his chest.

"Oh, uh..." he chuckled nervously and began to blush through his white and black fur. "Writing..."

"Oh, is that, like, one of your hobbies?" the tiger asked.

"Um... yes and no. It's more of my life than anything else."

"Oh so you're a writer?" the tiger smiled.

"Yeah," Ajax's ears perked up. "I'm guessing you're also a writer too?" Traska raised his paw and tilted it side-to-side.

"Yes and no, it's more of a hobby of mine." The canine nodded.

"I'm guessing music is your life?" a huge grin came across Traska's face and he nodded.

"Yup," he chuckled. "Since I couldn't become a pilot because of theses..." He tapped his glasses. "Music has been more of my life than anything else." Ajax nodded and looked around the room. Traska watched the pup for a few seconds before he diverted his attention around the room. They sat in silence for a while before the tiger broke the silence again.

"So, where are you from?"

"Originally I was from California," he turned back towards the tiger. "Until my family moved up into Quebec, Canada."

"Really?" the collie nodded. "How come?"

"Well, my dad wanted us, meaning my brother and I, to "experience French Canadian life", to which I didn't like. I hated it."

"Oh, well that sucks."

"Yeah... but," Ajax shrugged. "Whatever. What about you? Where are you from?"

"Um..." The tier bit his lip. "Well, originally I was from New York, until my parents wanted to move here, because of jobs and mainly because of the nice weather. But, right now I'm living just north from here in Lompoc." Ajax nodded, secretly looking up and down and around the tiger's body. Traska looked up at the clock, which was up in front of the room. "It's almost time to go." He said, standing up. "What's your next class?"

Ajax stood in front of his chair and grabbed his backpack, holding his pen and notepad in one paw. "English Literature," he smiled. Traska stuck his tongue out.

"Blah, English. I never really cared for it. I mean I get it, I just... no." Ajax chuckled and looked up at the tiger while shouldering his backpack.

"What's your next class?"

"Algebra," the tiger groaned, making the collie chuckle. "Well, see you around."

"Yeah," Ajax smiled. "See you later."

With that the bell rang in a weirdly fashion, making a series of soft doom sounds. The other furs in the room stood up and left through the doors. Traska made his journey towards the Math department, towards the south side of the campus, while Ajax made his way towards the north side of the campus, towards the English and Foreign Language department.

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The young canine walked with his head down, his white muzzle fur, blushing an intense red. "He's in my music class?! That's great!" he smiled widely, bumping into a wall and looked up, seeing the English department. He blinked a few times before he walked in, going to the English literature class and taking a quick look around.

The class was rather large, many bookshelves surrounding it. The walls, a bland baby blue, were covered with different posters about books, and how reading is a great experience. The collie raised his eyebrow as he shook his head, remembering the same posters from high school. The desks were scattered around the class in a disorganized manner which made Ajax's OCD senses tingle in annoyance.

Ajax sat down at a seat close to the window, knowing he wrote better when near a view of nature. He slumped his bag on the back of his chair and took out his pen and notepad, as well as a notebook and his English Literature manual. A few other furs walked in the room and sat down around, talking eagerly to each other. The canine was well known for not interacting with others unless they came up to him, his shyness and fear of being bullied keeping him away.

The bell rang and the teacher walked in, an old orange tabby cat, dazzling green eyes reflecting her happy mood as she eyed each of the students. Her round figure made her seem even jollier and her clothing, a simple light brown dress with a beige bolero, gave her a casual vibe.

"Welcome students, to your English literature class. I am Mrs. Francine, your teacher for the year." she announced to them, a warm smile on her face. "One thing I must tell you before we start class;" she said. "I might seem very nice and warm, but get on my bad side, and you will regret the day you ever set foot in my class." she warned, giving a predatory glance to the class in general. Ajax didn't even seem phased to her attitude since he knew he wouldn't get on her bad side.

Class begun, and each of the furs were asked why they had chosen English literature; some simply because they wanted to know the experience, others because they had no choice, and finally the most common answer; to become a writer. Once introductions over, Mrs. Francine asked them to write a small biography of anyone they knew. Ajax was about to take his pen and write, when the bell rang and he got up, blinking as he realized school was done for the day.

He shot out of class and went outside, breathing in the warm air. He sighed and turned his head in every direction, wondering what to do when he saw a café nearby and smiled, heading towards it. He stopped in front of it and raised his eyebrow.

"A Starbucks, huh? Had a feeling I would fall on one the first day of classes..." he told himself, walking in and going to the counter to order his hot chocolate. He quickly settled himself in a small comfy seat in the back, hot chocolate standing nearby his notebook as he thought, his head held by his right palm. He sipped at his beverage and continued thinking.

"Who could I make a biography on?" he whispered to himself, tapping his pen on his notebook. He shrugged and sighed, pushing his notebook away and taking out his personal notepad to keep writing his own stories on it. "Should've brought my laptop..." the collie told himself as he wrote down on the paper.

It was amazing how the body worked, in the dog's view. How creativity went over actions in the brain and told it to write, sending signals to the nerves in his arm to move in the familiar writing he had kept since Preschool. The action only possible by the ink harnessed inside the small pen, making it tool to the writer.

Ajax blinked and shook his head, his thinking obstructing his writing. He jotted down his ideas before taking a sip of his hot chocolate and glancing up, his eyes widening as he coughed his hot chocolate loudly. After his fit, he shook his head and looked back towards the entrance, his jaw dropping.

Standing at the counter was the very same tiger he had not only talked about, but dreamed as well. He blushed insanely red under his white muzzle fur, cursing as he felt the embarrassing heat build up in his cheeks. Ajax busily went back to writing; half hoping the tiger would notice him, yet wishing he wouldn't.

After the tiger received his drink, he looked around the café to find a place to sit. As he turned his head, he noticed Ajax sitting in the corner and smiled. He slowly made his way over, the collie's heart thumping louder and his cheeks blazing ruby.

"No, yes, no, yes, no, yes!" his mind fought.

The tiger sat down and Ajax straightened up, giving a shy smile at him and sipping his hot chocolate.

"Hi!" greeted the tiger simply.

"He~llo..." the collie responded, his voice cracking in the middle of it. He clasped his muzzle and blushed even redder.

The tiger raised his eyebrow. "You okay?" he asked.

Ajax nodded quickly and let go of his muzzle, giving a shy smile to him and calming down. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little on edge from my homework." he chuckled.

The tiger nodded and looked back down at the collie's notes and all. Ajax's eyes widened as he saw he was scanning them and he fought his urges to shoo him off.

"Um, by the way, I never got your name." Ajax stated.

"Oh!" chuckled the tiger. "I'm Traska." he added.

"Ajax." the collie answered, taking his pen in paw and starting to twirl it around with two fingers.

Traska watched intently the twirling pen and directed his attention back to the Border collie. "So if you're from Quebec, does that mean you speak French?" he asked.

Ajax sighed before answering: "Malheureusement, oui. Mais je n'aime pas vraiment parler la langue, sa me rappel trop de mon..." he trailed off, not knowing what to end it with.

The tiger simply blinked as he barely understood what the collie said. Ajax chuckled and translated it in English.

"Sadly, yes. But I don't really like speaking it because it reminds me too much of my...dad." he said.

"Ah..." Traska nodded. Ajax chuckled again and stopped twirling his pen as an idea hit him and he wrote it down, looking back up and smiling to him. The tiger blinked and Ajax waved him off, shaking his head.

"Anyways..." started the young canine.

"Yes?" replied Traska.

"I have no idea, I'm bad at socializing." he smiled faintly.

The tiger chuckled. "As am I, unless I'm with the right people then my mind just explodes with lots of topics."

Ajax nodded. "Yeah, but I'm not that very good at the whole; "making friends" thing." he sighed.

Traska nodded. "Meh, some people have a talent for making new friends quickly, while others just derp and like to stay," he paused for a beat. "Antisocial."

The canine chuckled. "Antisocial; a word I've heard too many times..."

Oh?" he scuffed, taking a sip out of his drink.

The collie nodded and sighed. "I wasn't very...well accepted back in Quebec."

The tiger nodded. "Ah, that sounds like me during my "grammar school" days."

Ajax gave a small chuckle as he looked down at his notepad, sighing. Different memories of high school flooded back into his mind and he tried to distract himself from them by doodling on his notepad.

"I couldn't tell you the number of times that I've gotten bullied," the tiger softly said looking around the cafe.

The young collie nodded again and continued to doodle, distracting himself until he flinched and looked back at the tiger. "Oh, sorry. I tend to draw or write when I think about bad things, so I forget to socialize..."

The tiger chuckled as he took another sip from his drink. "It's alright."

Ajax smiled at him shyly, a light blush covering his muzzle before he turned his attention back to his hot chocolate, sipping at the room temperature remains of it.

"So they're already giving out homework on the first day?"

The pup raised his paw and titled it both sides before answering. "Sort of, it's not exactly homework, more like a small project; you don't need to do it after school."

Traska raised an eyebrow and shrugged. "Uh-huh."

Ajax blinked and turned to him. "Hey, quick question. What's your IQ level?" he asked, nibbling on his thumb as he watched him intently.

The tiger turned his head at the upfront question, which made him sit up straight in his seat. "Uh...." he turned his to the other side. "I don't know, I haven't checked myself. The last time I checked I got like an 86 and I wasn't even trying."

The pup nodded and turned slowly back to his notes, still nibbling on his thumb, a habit he had taken up ever since he was little. He shrugged and turned back to him.

"Why? What's yours?" he asked back.

Ajax chuckled as he already knew the answer he would give would shock the tiger. He sighed and took the pen and placed it on the top of his muzzle, balancing it. "142..."

Traska laughed. "Really? It doesn't look like it!"

Ajax stiffened and the pen fell. He turned his head slowly as he eyed him curiously, cocking his head slightly. Out of all the possible reactions, the most common ones anyway, Traska had taken the less likely reaction and Ajax was quite surprised. A while after staring at him, seeing already the tiger a little distressed under his gaze, he spoke softly. "You're...different..."

Traska turned his head. "Different, eh? How so?"

The pup picked up his pen and balanced it again on his muzzle. "34% of the most common answers to that statement would have been: "What?! No way!"," the collie paused. "59% would have been: "Bullshit..." and the last 7% would have been what you just said." Ajax looked back at Traska, eyeing him and blushing as he felt a warm fuzzy feeling in his chest. He shook his head and placed the pen on the table, looking over at the tiger for an answer.

"I've always been the odd one out." He said, taking another sip from his drink.

Ajax let his arm drop back on the table. "He did it again! He...he's...kind." He shook his head once more and gave a bright smile to Traska, looking over at the clock and his eyes widening. "Shit, already 4:30?! I gotta go back, make supper and all..."

Traska reached into his pocket and took out his iPod Touch and looked at the time. "So it is," he placed the iPod back into his pocket. "I guess I should be headed of home too." Ajax frowned as the simple mention of leaving seemed to affect the tiger greatly, his voice giving out a feeling of longing, maybe sadness?

He shrugged and got up, taking his half finished cold chocolate and tossing it in the nearest bin. As he walked over to the entrance of the coffee shop, something made him feel odd; a feeling of loss, and grief flooding over him. Instinctively, he turned over to the tiger and smiled brightly. "Wanna come over my place?"

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Traska was torn between going to his crush's dorm, and going home where he felt safe and secure. He flipped back and forth between the two things, but in dilemma his body answered for him. Traska slowly nodded yes.

"Great!" Ajax exclaimed and smiled widely. "Although, I don't have much to eat, since I just moved in. But the company would be nice." Traska snapped back to his senses right when he heard the pup's last sentence.

Dumbfounded, the tiger blinked. "Oh... yeah. Ok." Ajax raised an eyebrow as he watched Traska stand, taking his drink with him and throwing it away. The collie opened the door and stepped out, Traska following close behind. He started walking his way back towards his dorm room, the tiger walking by his side. As they walked through the campus, Traska was being molested by his mind. A part of him wanted to just stop and leave; it wanted him to go home and stay alone where it was safe. Another part of him, though, wanted him to change, wanted for him to be with Ajax and not be the whole stereotypical lone-wolf tiger.

All that was running though the tiger's mind a thousand miles a second, until Ajax started talking, breaking the awkward silence that was cast upon the two.

"So, do you live in the area?" Traska blinked and raised his eyebrow, the question echoing through his head as he thought it through.

"Um... I don't live in here, per se, but I do live in the county." The collie turned his head up towards the tiger and frowned. Traska looked down and tilted his head. "Oh," he started again. "You don't know what...err. Ok. Were in Santa Barbara, right?"

Ajax raised an eyebrow and frowned more. "Sure?"

"Well, Santa Barbara is in the Santa Barbara County, and a county is a like a province thingy... it's really hard to explain. And all you need to know is that we live in the Santa Barbara County and I live in said county."

If this were a cartoon, the collie's ears would be steaming, as his brain would be frying within his head. Ajax just smiled and nodded. "O-ok." Traska chuckled watching the confused Border collie implode.

A few minutes of walking though the campus, they finally reached the dorms. Ajax opened the door into the building into a large foyer. Traska blinked as he looked around, students were sitting on couches reading on one side of the room. Other students were sitting on the table with their laptops, talking. Others were walking in and out of doors, in which he suspected to be their rooms.

"Wow," the tiger whispered though his lips. "If this is what the lobby looks like, I can't wait to see what your room looks like."

Ajax scuffed and chuckled. "Not anywhere near as good, but good enough to be comfortable and called home." The tiger nodded as the collie continued walking though the foyer. Traska followed the collie, still looking around the room like a buffoon who just heard what a car was.

The collie led them into an elevator, which took them up to the third floor of the building. The elevator doors opened revealing a rather large hallway. The floor was made of very nice maple wooden floor, which shined in the artificial light of the hallway. Doors lined up and down the halls every twelve feet, and sixty feet down the hallway stopped and split into two directions, where more rooms were. Ajax stepped out of the elevator and glided across the wooden floor, his claws clinking on the floor. Traska followed silently.

They rounded the corner up ahead and the tiger saw the door bathroom and stopped the collie. "Hey Ajax," he said softly. The collie stopped and turned. "Mind if I take a pit stop, right quick?" The canine nodded and stepped aside and leaned on the wall. The tiger nodded and opened the door to the male bathroom.

The tiger entered the white, pristine bathroom, marble floors and granite countertops. As he entered he turned his head toward his left to find a wolf and a horse using the urinals. As he entered the horse was talking to the wolf.

"Hey, Diego." The horse started.

"Yeah?"

"Do you know what it's like to piss though a big dick, like mine?" A quick silence before the horse continued. "Before you answer, let me tell you what it's like-" Traska quickly turned around and left the bathroom.

"Wow," Ajax said. "That was fast."

The tiger nodded. "Yeah. Let's go."

They continued down the hall until the collie stopped at his door and took out his key. "Here we are," he said inserting his key in the keyhole and turning it. He pushed the door open and entered. Traska walked in and frowned in approval.

"Nice place you've got here."

"Thanks. Just, make yourself at home! I'll just check my things online quick-quick, and then I'll make supper." He smiled widely and immediately sat at his desk and opened his laptop. He quickly typed in his password and opened the Internet browser, which was on SoFurry. Traska noticed this and looked over Ajax's shoulder.

"Oh, you go on there too?" the tiger smiled. The collie smiled and nodded, blushing through his fur. "Mind if I show you a website. I think you'll like it." Ajax looked up at the tiger and raised an eyebrow and blushed deeper.

"S-sure." Traska reached out and grabbed the mouse with his paw, but quickly stopped to find something furry over the mouse. It was Ajax's paw.

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"Thump...thump...thump..."

The only sound being heard from the collie as his wide eyes stared at the tiger's large paw clasping over his. The warmth from the paw made him blush intensely red and he held his breath, not sure what to do.

The feline blinked a few times before he took his paw off hesitantly, holding it up against his chest and wrapping his other paw around it. Ajax looked back down at his paw and noticed a rather cold feeling envelop it, as if the tiger's digits brought a sense of protection to him. He dared not move his head towards the visitor and he gave a small nervous chuckle, Traska joining along with him.

"Uh...anyways..." stretched out Ajax, directing his attention back to his monitor with wide eyes.

"Yeah..." the tiger lets go as he stood awkwardly next to the collie.

"So, what's the site you wanted to show me?" said Ajax, changing the subject.

"Oh! Um, go on Google." Traska told him. The canine clicked on his favorites and opened up Google, clicking on the search bar. "Ok, now what?" asked Ajax, looking behind at him.

"Here, I'll write it." the tiger suggested as he moved himself behind the seventeen year old, placing his arms over his shoulders as he typed on the keyboard, his head hovering above Ajax's. The dog blushed red again as he stiffed. He took a quick glance to the big cat's strong arms sitting over him, the warmth seeping into him and making him shiver slightly. He took a quick sniff and his aroma filled Ajax's nostrils, a deep smell that made the canine shudder.

Traska moved his arms back up when he pressed on the "Enter" key, Ajax holding back a whimper as the protective warmth left him and an unsettling cold seeped in through his body, a new feeling the black and white dog had never felt before. "What is it I'm experiencing? It's odd and...and..." his train of thought ended when a site opened up, the logo on the top making his eyebrow raise.

"Roosterteeth? What's that?" asked Ajax.

"It's the main webpage for Red vs. Blue." answered Traska, smiling broadly at him. The collie raised his eyebrow even further.

"The hell is that?" he retorted.

Traska blinked a few times before answering again. "It's a Machinima series from a game called Halo."

The name Halo seemed familiar to Ajax's pointed ears, but he had never played the game, rather enjoying platformers, or RPG's, rather than shooters.

"Sorry, I never played Halo, so I've never really seen this before..." remarked the dog. Traska jaw seemed to slacken as he stared at him in disbelief. He nodded before letting out a small sigh and he threw his paws in his pockets.

"Ah..." he lets go. "I'm sorry then..." he added.

Ajax blinked and frowned in confusion. "For what?" he asked, cocking his head slightly. Traska shrugged and the pup shook his head slightly. "There's no reason to be sorry. You didn't know I didn't play that and just thought that it would be nice to show me that." he said to the tiger. Traska let a smile grow on his muzzle and he nodded assertively.

The Border collie looked back at the time and got up. "Oh! I forgot to make food! Shit...um, I'm really sorry, but do you mind if we just don't eat? I've had a rough day and all and I'm not really hungry." Ajax sighed, half of his mind telling him not to complain at the tiger. "But, if you're hungry, I don't mind making something to eat!" he quickly added.

"No, no. It won't be necessary, wasn't even hungry anyway." Traska said, chuckling a little. The collie smiled and mentally sighed in relief, his cooking skills far from great.

Aj took an awkward glance around him and looked back at Traska, his small smile on his muzzle being added by a blush. The tiger stood there, a lopsided smile on his muzzle and his paws in his pockets. His tail flicked from side to side calmly, in some sort of rhythm and he sighed softly, looking back up at the dazzling blue eyes of the tiger.

"Uh..." he started. "There's not much to do here...except maybe watch a movie?" suggested the collie, looking over at his DVD set hooked under the small TV. He turned back to the tiger, his thoughts cursing after him for not having anything else to do in his small room, but to his surprise he found him smiling widely.

"Sure! I wouldn't mind a movie." replied Traska. Ajax let his breath go and his body relaxed. He rolled over to his movie selections in his chair and sighed as he looked over them.

"All I have are either anime's, or two different movies. One a horror movie my friend gave me, and the other is Easy A." the Border collie called back at his visitor.

"I guess we could watch Easy A." shrugged the tiger. Aj smiled and took the movie and popped it in the DVD, and turned the TV on. He was about to sit on his bed before he blinked and turned to the tiger.

"D'you mind if..." he twitched his nose before continuing. "If I...um...take my pants off? They're really uncomfortable, and I prefer to be in boxers..." he nervously said.

Traska blinked and fumbled his paws together. "I, um, don't mind." he chuckled nervously. Ajax smiled and sighed in relief, going off to his wardrobe and taking another shirt before rushing off to the bathroom. "I'll be right back!" he called behind him.

Once Ajax stepped in the crystal white bathroom and closed the door, he leaned back on it and sighed, holding his clothes close to his chest. A blush overcame his muzzle again as he thought back to the moments before, the warm feeling over his paw, shoulders and head making him giddy, yet at the same time confused.

The protective warmth he had felt made him feel safe and loved, as if he was the only person that Traska cared for. A sudden craving for the tiger's warm fur against his own grew in him and he shivered at the thought of a simple touch of his. Ajax blinked and blushed as he felt a stirring down at his sheath.

"Is this what love feels like? I...I've never felt like this before..." he contemplated the thought for a while, before he realized that he was taking a little too much time for just a change. He slipped off his t-shirt and put on the light gray tank top. He slipped his jeans off, revealing his black boxers, rather loose on his slim frame.

Ajax looked up at the mirror and approached it, slowly raising a paw to the glass and pressing on it gently, looking at himself intently. After a while of thinking, he slipped his paw off and shook his head, sighing.

The Border collie had developed a hating for himself, even if he had lost the weight that had cursed him from many years ago; he still hated his physical body, every inch of it. At least now he could wear a tank top in public and, in some cases, take his shirt off to go swimming, but he still felt uncomfortable in his skin, as if it didn't belong to him and what was hanging on his bones was just rotting flesh.

"He won't like me..." muttered the collie. "Even if he's gay, he'll probably go towards the strong guys, kind of like him. Who would like a simple dog who's weird?" he sighed again, turning back towards the door and stepping out, trying to put up a smile.

Traska twitched his ears towards him and the collie noticed a, very faint, widening of his eyes. The collie frowned lightly and he shrugged, walking towards the bed. He turned towards the TV and noticed the movie was already on the main menu, waiting to be played. He took the remotes and sat down on the bed, smiling over to the tiger and patting his side.

"Don't worry, the bed won't bite and it's much more comfy." he chuckled.

Traska blinked and walked over to the bed shyly, his feet paws dragging behind him before he sat on the edge of it. Ajax frowned as he watched the tiger, as if he seemed reluctant to sitting on the bed. Maybe he was just shy? No, his personality of before didn't clash well with that. Maybe he just doesn't like to be in too close in other people's territories? Highly probable...

"Or maybe..." started the collie before he shook his head. "Nah."

Ajax turned towards the TV screen and pressed the "Enter" button on the remote to start the movie. He scooted himself over to the side of his bed where his pillow was and he sat with his back leaning on the wall behind him. He looked over at his visitor and noticed he had grown much more relaxed, and had adopted a comfortable sitting position next to him. The collie smiled shyly as he gave another quick glance to the tiger before directing his attention to the movie.

The movie went on for a while as they watched intently, at times laughing or simply just chatting about common issues with movies such as this one. Around half way through the movie, Ajax sighed as he watched a scene where a gay guy left his family for fear of being disowned.

"Society is so stupid." he said. The tiger turned to him with a questioning glance. "What's wrong with being gay or bi? Okay, big woop," he continued. "So they're gay, what difference does it make in their life?"

Traska nodded and the collie went on.

"Seriously! If the dude's happy with another man, why can't his parents just see that?" Ajax snapped.

"It's either because of their "religion" and how it will send them to "hell" and shit like that, or it's because their retarded. In my mind there's really nothing wrong with it." retorted Traska. Ajax chuckled and his mind clicked.

_"He doesn't mind gays! Yes!"_the canine happily thought.

And so, they continued to watch the movie, a few times talking and making jokes. Once the movie was over, Traska pulled out his iPod and hissed at the time.

"I gotta go." he said getting up, grabbing his bag and heading towards the door. The collie followed behind him and he smiled widely at him.

"Okay! See you tomorrow?" asked the canine. Traska nodded and opened the door.

"Yeah, I will. Thanks for the nice time!" he called out, stepping out of the room. The door clicked closed and Ajax sighed happily, leaning back on the door. He sniffed the air and blushed as he looked down at his crotch area, sniffing again.

"Jesus! My musk is so strong!" he blushed even redder. "I think he smelt it..." the collie blinked and shrugged, walking off to his bed and flopping himself down on it. He nuzzled his bed and straightened up as he smelled the tiger's scent on his sheets. He murred loudly and kept on nuzzling that spot, taking in the heavy scent of Traska.

After a while, he sighed happily and turned on his back, staring at the ceiling.

"I think I'm in love..."