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Hello all, I'm back and here's the third chapter of the series, if your confused, this takes place years later of the last chapter, Kyle is all grown up now and just to let you know, the details on what happened with Sam will be in a later mini-chapter. Disclamer Crap: If you're under 18 balahablah and you read this it's not my fault you get caught. And if you don't like guy on guy stuff. Yeah, don't read. * * *

His hips swayed through the air, his tail swishing through the cold, damp air of the bar. The Loud bass of the music was pumping through his veins as he stood a top of the bar table, swaying to the beat of the techno song that was pulsing through the atmosphere of the small club/bar he was in. His name, was Kyle, he had expirienced a lot of shit before these times, lost friends, lost loves, lost family, but at least now that he was out of school, he didn't give a shit what the world cared about him. He was on his own, no ass holes to screw him up. But then again, why, why oh why oh fucking why?!?! Did he cry every night before he fell asleep? Oh yeah, that's right, John, fuck, John, oh fuck did he miss John. He never found out what had happened to his wolf friend who dissapeared that one morning after they had "met". Kyle shook off the sad thoughts and went back to his job, dancing. He was a dancer at a local gay club with some exotic name he couldn't pronounce. Kyle went back to dancing, after realizing he had been dazing out and just standing there for a minute or two. He blushed a bit and closed his eyes, and began swaying his hips to the new song that was playing. Tears almost filled his eyes when he realized what the song was. "When We Were Young, by the Killers". This song always made him cry when he had been thinking of John. Kyle tried to shake it off and he began singing the words to the song out loud as he danced to it, trying to hold a pathetic excuse for a smile on his face at the same time. "Well he doesn't look a thing like Jesus, but he, talks like a gentleman, like you imagined when you...were young..." The furs around him saw tears in his eyes and tips began coming in, he eventually, about halfway through the song decided it was time for a break as he knelt down to get off but he stumbled a bit, a young looking panther caught him before he fell of the stage. "You okay?" The panther asked. "Yeah, I think so" Kyle whimpered, as he tried to cover the tears on his eyes, blushing with embarresment. "Are you crying?" Questioned the feline, with a concerned look on his face. "No-no-, well yes.." "Would you, like to sit down hun?" asked the cat. Kyle nodded and let the cat take him by the hand and lead him over to a bench where there was nobody sitting and let him set down before he shifted in next to him and wrapped his arm around the husky's shoulders. "So hun, what's wrong?" asked the cat. Kyle looked at him peculiarly wondering what was with the sudden kindness from people. "I'm so sorry, we don't even know eachother's names do we?" Kyle shook his head and the cat responded by saying,"Well, hey I'm Bill" "M-my name's Kyle" replied the husky looking, muzzle down at the floor. Bill rubbed the Husky's head and said, "Is there something wrong?" Kyle just continuedf to look at the floor and Bill responded by saying, "It's okay, you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to" Kyle simply nodded, but then he broke down into tears and began just sobing out his whole life story. The whole time Bill rubbed his head and let him nuzzle his chest. At the end of the whole story Kyle's head was in Bill's lap as he stroked his head fur making him murr. "I-I've never felt such a connection with someone that I've never known" whispered Kyle. Bill just purred and continued to stroke his head fur. Kyle began to fall asleep as the song Green Grass and High Tides began to play over the stereos. Bill began to hum to the song, purring into the husky's ear at the same time. As the husky fell into the hole he called sleep, he began to dream, dream of John, his lusious build, his kind smile, the way he.....well, yeah. The wolf was stroking his hair, just like bill was. As the heat of the moment built up, and curved his head and kisses the wolf on the lips moaning as the two began groping each other's crotches. Kyle stars rubbing up his sides murring as they continued to kiss each other. Kyle went down to grip the edge of John's pant but as he touched it he felt a hand grip his own, it hurt, why was he hurting him. Kyle looked up, and it wasn't John, it was a mean looking older wolf who he could only guess it was his depiction of John's father. Foaming at the mouth the wolf picked Kyle up and threw him onto the ground. The husky looked over and saw John laying on the ground passed out next to him. The suddenly, a light began to shine, lighting up the dark room they were, in which appeared to be the bar he had been dancing in. He saw a slim looking figure appear through the source of the light. It was his new panther friend Bill. He looked over and saw that the wolf dad had a look of fear in his eyes as the cat approached him. Some how the wolf was able to get a bat and he started swinging it at the feline, who didn't even wince and grabbed the bat right out of his hands, mid swing and landed a jab accross his cheek. Kyle suddenly woke up and looked up at the cat still holding him, stroking his head fur, and kisses his softly on the lips and said, "Thanks" before he laid his head back down on his lap and went to sleep. As the husky fell asleep, a new figure entered the bar they were in, it was a wolf, of about the age of the husky. Who had a sad searching look on his face.... * * *

Sorry if it seems like I'm being mean to my characters, welcome to the world of writing! But I hope you enjoyed and can't wait for the next chapter. Please rate and comment! See ya soon!