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Chapter XXX- A Curious Talk

Ian just let out a happy sigh as he gradually awoke from his deep slumber. He lazily looked towards the clock on his bedside table and saw it was about 0600. He yawned a bit before turning his attention to Lucas, the cute little fox was naked much like himself and he saw the kit's dormant sheath, obviously spent from the vigorous love-making they had had yesterday. Thinking about it caused his own sheath to tighten but he controlled himself, now wasn't the time. He reasoned they both certainly needed a shower and he was positively famished. So he gently nuzzled the tiny fox while whispering into his delicately twitching ear.

"Time to wake up love, we've got school!" He murmured lovingly, causing the fox to groan out and snuggle into him. Ian could only chuckle at the adorable display but kept himself firm. "Come on, we've got things to do! We have to get a shower, much as I love you smelling like me, it wouldn't be appropriate... plus Greg's already up I say, he's always gotten up extra early. Can't let us look bad can we?" He gently teased while poking Lucas' inflated belly, still full of Ian's seed. Lucas just mumbled sleepily confusing Ian. "Come again? Didn't understand you love?"

"I said I don't want to get up! You wore me out yesterday!" Lucas said while wearing an adorable little pout, his bright blue eyes glaring sleepily at him, "Not that it wasn't mind-blowingly amazing, but you did tire me out... do we have to get up now?" He asked. Ian just nodded before leaning down to kiss the other boy's nose causing him to giggle and blush. "Stop it!" he giggled while trying to hide his face from Ian's little pecks. "Alright, I'm getting up! Just stop torturing me!" he laughed as Ian leaned back with a smug smile.

"I knew you'd see my way! Now let's get some pants on shall we! Only I'm allowed to see that bare rump of yours," he stated while finding his own pants. Lucas followed suit and Ian swiftly picked Lucas up and gave him a big good morning kiss. "I love you so much..." he said adoringly before caring the smaller male out into the communal basement. He was shocked to see that Xander was already up and dressed for school and was currently sitting on one of the couches reading a book. "Didn't expect you up so early Xander, how long did you been up?" He asked catching the other fox by surprise.

But once he saw it was just Ian he relaxed, "Good lord! Don't do that! I nearly had a heart-attack!" He glared before once again sighing. "I've been up about an hour, got up with Greg. He's very noisy and I never needed that much sleep honestly three or four hours is all I need usually," he answered, "Not sure if that's because I'm half-elf or what but I've always been like that, used to drive mom nuts," he mentioned before returning to his book, "Greg's cooking breakfast now, so you guys better shower, you both reek of sex!" Ian felt himself blush, surely he didn't smell that bad?

"Maybe you should ask Allison?" Lucas said all of a sudden. Feeling both Ian and Xander's gaze upon him made the fox fluster briefly before he found his voice. "What? I'm just saying, if anyone would know about Changelings it'd be her! Let's face it, she knows a lot of things already and Lysander seemed to recognize her when he sealed the portal, now that I think of it. He was about to call her something before she cut him off." He muttered, seemingly deep in thought, that's got me curious.

"Can we not talk about Monet now? I have no clue how she knows so damn much, and she doesn't have the decency to explain herself..." he muttered aggravated, he and that witch of a coyote still didn't get along, he had no clue why his baby brother was so enamoured with her. "I still find her fishy, sure she's helped us with the angels, but it's obvious she's hiding something," he said firmly, "I just have no clue what that thing is."

"She isn't so bad, she saved mine and Erin's life, I owe her. I think she'll tell us whatever she's hiding eventually I say, but now she hasn't done anything to make me worried about a possible betrayal," Lucas reasoned before he nudged Ian, "Come-on, I really need a shower! And see you at breakfast Xander!" he called out before he started dragging Ian towards the bathroom. Before he closed the door Ian caught a glimpse of Xander giving them a wave before returning to what he was doing before he was interrupted.

"So, let's get naked shall we?" Ian growled before forcing Lucas' shorts off before growling into Lucas' dormant crotch causing him to let out an aroused gasp. Grinning evilly Ian leaned down and sensually whispered in Lucas' ears. "We better hurry, any longer and I'll be fucking you against the shower wall again." Lucas just let out a heated murr, he obviously liked the idea which certainly boosted the wolf's ego a fair bit. "But sadly we don't have time for fun!" He said before telekinetically turning the shower on and waiting for the perfect temperature. Once it met his satisfaction he immediately herded the fox into the shower. "I'll wash your back if you wash mine?" He offered sincerely. Lucas just gave a shy nod before turning around to give him access.

Ian quickly grabbed a rag before soaping it up and began washing the little fox's back, Lucas just let out a pleased gasp while Ian continued massaging his back as the wolf continued to go lower and lower until he finally reached that glorious ass. Grinning devilishly Ian groped the ass before soaping up two of his fingers before slipping them inside teasing the sensitive walls. Lucas' reaction was immediate, he let out a lustful groan as he continued to hump himself against Ian's fingers.

Ian smiled as he saw him lean into him as the wolf's fingers finally found Lucas' prostate and eventually Lucas cried out from the overstimulation his cum landing on the shower wall before the water washed it away. Lucas could only let out quiet pants as he gradually recovered from his orgasm while Ian slowly retrieved his fingers from inside him. They just stood there for several moments, Lucas with a fully satisfied grin while Ian wore a smarmy looking smirk on his young muzzle.

"Enjoy yourself?" He whispered causing Lucas to shiver and nod. "Good, thought I might give you a little fun before school but we better hurry!" He said before turning around. "Get my back, okay?" He said softly, Lucas just nodded and did just so until they were both squeaky clean. After turning off the water Ian immediately carried Lucas out of the shower. With a kiss he said. "Let's get dressed shall we?" Ian watched as Lucas nodded and started getting into his uniform and though Ian thought it a shame to see Lucas covered up he quickly followed suit.

Once they were fully dressed they exited the bathroom and saw Xander still engrossed in his book, but he ears twitched a bit as he looked up smiled. "Seems you two had a good time," he offered lightly. "Anyway, I wonder were Monet went? Erin came down when you guys were showering and said she never went back to their room... I wonder where she is? Erin sounded almost worried," he continued his ears drooping slightly. But however, as if on cue Richard's door opened and out walked Monet, wearing what looked like Richard's shirt from yesterday, Ian just balked and swiftly demanded what she was doing in Richard's room

"What in Hera's name were you doing in Richard's room Monet?! You know Dad has forbidden girls sharing rooms with boys! And why are you wearing his shirt?" Allison just gave him an annoyed look before it finally slipped into his mind. "Don't tell me you... damnit! That's my brother Monet! My BABY brother! You had SEX with him? Seriously?" He ranted. Sure he was aware of Richard and the collie, but seriously? Monet? He already found his brother's crush on the coyote as insane, but actually going as far as to sleep with her? Even after his dad explicitly disallowed mixed gender rooming? True to form Monet gave him the same cold look which sent shivers down both Lucas and Xander's spines.

"Yes, I am perfectly aware of the fact you two are brothers, and yes I did in fact have sex with him, not that it is any of your business, it was fully consensual on both our parts, though I wonder how any of this is your business Mansfield? Why do you care who he sleeps with?" She stated calmly and emotionlessly. "Now, if I may, I need to shower and get ready for school... Goodbye!" She said before walking into the bathroom door and locking it, leaving everybody else in awkward silence.

"I can't fucking believe it! She seduced my BROTHER!" Ian hollered still fuming a bit from how rude Monet had been. "Of all people why him!" Xander and Lucas just stood there awkwardly, neither sure on what exactly to say to calm the wolf down. He still continued to fume when Richard himself walked out of the room in only a pair of shorts, his uniform around his arm. He yawned a bit before turning towards Ian.

"Bloody hell, what are you on about? It's way too early for you to be yelling!" He said. "You seen Mon- I mean Allison?" He asked, suddenly becoming awkward as he mentioned her. "I could've sworn I heard her voice... Ugh... Why are you giving me that look?" Richard asked as he just noticed the livid look on Ian's face. He had almost never seen Ian give such a look towards him, so he was seemingly startled which satisfied Ian somewhat before he started bearing down on his idiotic baby brother... that silly crush was only going to get him hurt, Ian still didn't trust the coyote much. Far too many secrets for his tastes.

"Why in Zeus' name was Monet in your room?! Seriously!?" He snarled out catching Richard off guard at the sheer anger in his brother's tone. "What do you even SEE in her?" He asked in exasperation. "I still don't get that crush you have on her! Of all people why her? Why not someone isn't a trained killer who knows far more than she should? I just don't get you!" He said before he walked off in a huff confusing everybody in the process. Lucas naturally was the one to run after him just leaving Richard and Xander alone.

~~~

Xander just stared at the stares where both Ian and Lucas had ran up moments ago before turning to Richard, eyebrows raised. "Really you and Monet? You're a lot braver than me, she terrifies me!" He stated lightly while Richard just blushed. He obviously hadn't expected Ian's explosive tirade which Xander hardly blamed him for, he honestly thought the wolf was overreacting a *wee* but much if he said so himself. Monet did have a point, who Richard slept with was nobody's business, let alone Ian's.

"Can we not talk about this?" Richard asked desperately. "Because I really would rather not..." He murmured before he started looking around. "But seriously, where is she?" He asked before turning to the bathroom. "She in the shower?" Xander nodded causing Richard to sigh a bit in disappointment. "Oh well, I'll just take one after her, but out of curiosity where did Jonah sleep? I was so distracted that I completely forgot about him," he said awkwardly, "Hope he isn't to mad though, don't need too many people angry with me at the moment."

"I saw him sleeping on the couch when I got up, accidentally wound up waking him up. He looked grouchy, but he's always grouchy isn't he? Especially around me!" Xander said in a flippant manner catching the wolf off-guard, the fox was certainly aware that the dingo didn't like him much, though the dingo hadn't been near as nasty as he usually was towards Xander. "What? I'm certainly aware that I'll never be friends with Jonah, and that he can't stand me. No use getting worked up over it, but he did seem annoyed when I asked him why he was there."

"You should talk to him, he isn't that bad a guy, I'm sure if you tried you two could work out some kind of understanding," Richard suggested lightly.

Xander could only roll his eyes at the wolf's optimism. He found 'talking it out' seldom worked for him, plus Jonah honestly scared him a bit, there was something 'off' regarding the dingo, he wasn't sure the others could sense it but the dingo felt and smelled like that Cabal guy. The Demon Mage... though at the same time he felt nothing like the taint he sensed from the Mage. The energy felt as if it was part of him rather than foreign like the taint did...and that puzzled Xander.

"I don't think talking will work honestly, I'm certainly not going to approach him." Xander muttered. "If he ever decides to tell me why he hates me so much time, but I'm not about to try and force him to talk, that probably wouldn't end wel." As he said that his head turned towards the bathroom. "Seems Monet's done with her shower!" he said before turning towards Richard. "Whelp, I'm going upstairs! I'll let you two talk!" Xander continued before running up the stairs, leaving a protesting Richard behind. Once upstairs he slowed down and just as he was about to enter the dinning-room he heard someone call out to him?

"Hey you!" the person asked, that voice was distinctly Australian and he knew only one person from the land down under. Gulping, he turned around and saw Jonah leaning lazily against the wall, though Xander could've sworn that the dingo hadn't been there moments before. Seeing he had the fox's attention Jonah swiftly began speaking. "I want to talk to you run... I mean Xander..." the dingo said as if those words sounded strange, even to him. Plus, Xander was certainly sure that this was the first time he heard Jonah use his name instead of 'runt' and other less colourful words.

"You want to talk? Really?" Xander asked in a surprised manner, he certainly hadn't expected anything like this honestly, he had been so certain that Jonah wouldn't want to talk to him and yet here he was, doing just that! Sensing they were beginning to slip into an incredibly awkward silence Xander quickly launched into another conversation. "So, um... what do you want to talk about?" he asked Jonah just looked away awkwardly, a far cry from the cocky sarcastic personality he had gotten used to.

"I... I um... gods I suck at this..." he muttered before straightening himself out. "I want to apologize... for everything. Don't exactly know why I'm apologizing honestly, not as if I do it often but anyway! I'm sorry, I haven't been the nicest person to you. Funny thing, I don't have anything against you personally it's just..." Jonah cut himself off as if continuing was too painful, "It's just that you remind me of someone I lost awhile go," he started before throwing something at Xander who barely caught it before it hit his face. It was a picture, and the person in it looked exactly like him... yet the fox there had blue eyes, not too far off from Lucas'

"Wh-who is this Jonah? Why does he look so much like me!" Xander demanded. The resemblance was beyond uncanny, in fact he looked outright identical to him. Which was beyond unnerving to Xander. The dingo mearly fidgited, pierced ears jingling as they flicked everywhere while those usually baleful yellow eyes fixed to the floor. He seemed to be struggling to find an answer, his tail twitching madly as his ears until he seemed to find himself an appropriate answer.

"His name was Chase... he was my first love," he stated painfully, as if even saying the name hurt him badly. Which saddened Xander, it was obvious that Jonah was in pain, and not the kind drugs could fix...but the past tense struck a chord with him. Why did he refer to the other boy that way? Did they have a bad breakup? It would explain part of why Jonah was so hostile, he knew he'd probably never be able function if he was someone who looked like Derrick... but the pain seemed to go much deeper than a mere bad breakup.

"He's dead isn't he? That why you couldn't stand me?" Xander asked. "Because of the fact I reminded you of your dead love?" Jonah just nodded, still not looking him in the eyes but his pain was obvious now, he still suffered from that loss, it seemed readily apparent to Xander now, it made plenty of sense, being around Xander hurt the dingo. It must've felt like his heart was being ripped out every time Jonah looked at him?

"He died about this time two years ago, on the 18th of this month, just two days after he turned fifteen... brain cancer... Glioblastoma if I remember... he had it before we met actually, had it for a while." Jonah muttered lifelessly. "He found me rooting through his garbage and he took me in and fed me," he said as if being torn between tears and laughter, "Wouldn't take no for an answer! So I decided to humour him and stayed the night. I found out about a month afterwards, in July. He was alright, for the first month but he got weaker and weaker until he couldn't even control his bowels. That was probably the hardest thing for him... Being forced to wear a diaper because he kept shitting himself, but I stayed and took care of him until his final days... I'll never forget them..."

"How did you two meet?" Xander asked, it was kinda weird to him, having the dingo start to open up to him. He briefly wondered if hell was having a snow-day before shaking the silly thought out of his head. Now wasn't the time to think such things. Jonah himself looked torn as well, as if struggling to figure out how much he should tell before letting out a small sigh.

"Figured you'd ask that, we can go to the sitting room I think, it's a long story and I'd prefer not to explain everything whilst standing up. Besides, I asked Stripes and he said breakfast would be done in ten minutes, so we should have time!" The dingo said before directing the fox to the comfy sitting-area where they typically had afternoon tea. Jonah just slammed himself onto one of the recliners while Xander took the couch facing him. "I'll never forget that day, the day I met him..." Jonah said dreamingly as he started his tale.

~~Flashback~~

Jonah just kept walking... trying to ignore the biting hunger in his belly. It had been a very bad last few days. His latest lover (a middle-aged black cat who had a taste for MUCH younger men.) had the audacity to propose to him! Bad enough it wouldn't have been legal since A) Jonah wasn't even fifteen yet, and B) Same-Sex Marriage wasn't even LEGAL in Australia. So doing the smart thing he ran. They hadn't even been sleeping together a month by that point and now Jonah was back on the streets for the first time since he was seven.

"Stupid, goddamn mother-fucking cat! What the HELL was he thinking? Surly he knew I fucked his wrinkly old ass so he would feed me and give me shelter. It was such a simple arrangement my dick for free room and board!" Maybe not the most glamorizing life, doing what he did but he did it to survive. But here he was, out in the streets again, with no money, no food, and no idea what to do next. But without realizing it the dingo found himself in Bellevue Hill.

"How the fuck did I get here?" The dingo asked himself as he looked around at all the fancy houses. Oh how he envied those assholes who lived in those mansions. Must be nice... not having to all but sell himself out to get food and shelter and not worrying where your next meal would be. He growled as his stomach growled again. It had been over a day since he left the cat and he hadn't eaten since then. He couldn't remember the last time he had felt this hungry... not since... he shut that train of thought down, refusing to let himself relive those years. "Dammit... I'm so hungry!" He asked before he started eying trashcans he was so desperate.

'Ugh! That's disgusting!' he thought to himself horrified he even considered doing such a thing... surely he wasn't that desperate was he? The painful rumbling in his stomach seemed to answer that question well enough. 'That is so gross! But I'm so hungry...' he thought while debating with himself before his hunger won out. Quietly he searched through several trashcans. It was quite late so he figured most everybody was asleep but he was constantly frustrated when he found nothing edible in any of the bins.

Undaunted however he kept digging, still finding nothing...until he reached the end of the block. Hopeful he quickly started digging. He was so completely focused on his task he was completely oblivious to the fact the door to the house he was in front of opened and remained oblivious until he heard someone shout out at him. "Oi!" the voice cried out catching Jonah off-guard. "What are you doing in my trashcan?" Jonah was quick to turn around, his fur bristling while he barely restrained himself from summoning his flames, he was trespassing after all he probably deserved to be yelled at.

The figure was a fox, about his age maybe, a bit smaller, probably only 152cm it looked like, he was pretty cute Jonah figured. The fox just continued to stare at him making Jonah nervous somewhat, though just as the silence was starting to get agonizing the boy spoke his voice still sounding suspicious. "Who are you? And why are you raiding my trashcan? You looking for something?" Jonah just shivered, he had no idea what to do, he was scared the little fox would call the cops on him. He'd be able to get away of course, but he still didn't want to risk it so he tried to appease the fox.

"I'm so sorry!" He said his head down. "I was just looking for food, I haven't eaten in days and I'm so sorry... please don't call the cops! I'll leave and you'll never see me again!" He nearly grovelled and didn't stop until he felt the fox's tiny paw on his shoulder, Jonah just looked up helplessly continuing to plead his case as he saw the boys sympathetic face which made Jonah's heart beat faster.

"I won't call the police, though I probably should, just tell me your name and we'll look into getting you some grub!" The fox said kindly. Jonah felt his heart skip a beat as relief flooded his system. Hoping the fox was true to his word Jonah answered his question.

"My name... my name is Jonah, Jonah Higgins...." He stated still feeling a bit wary bit wary but the boys little smile calmed him down somewhat. The fox seemed okay and Jonah couldn't sense any magic so he knew he wasn't one of them so let himself relax some. "What's your name? I gave you mine, it's only fair." The fox boy just chuckled before nodding in agreement.

"Chase, my names Chase Summers! Now come on! You must be starving!" he said, ushering the dingo into the house. As flattered as Jonah was he was still wary, the kid could've been a plant in order to trap him... but the kit seemed sincere, he also didn't want to bother the boy... his parents would probably not like him feeding a street-kid like himself.

"I... I don't want to intrude! I'm really sorry about going through your trash but I probably should he getting gone... I'm a bit of a drifter," he mumbled awkwardly. Normally he'd be already trying to seduce the person but with that little fox it seemed almost wrong to do so... probably because he was the same age as him and Jonah had only slept with much older men before. But that didn't stop Chase as he continued to insist that he should come in.

"Nonsense! You wouldn't be a burden! I've got plenty of food and you have none! It is the least I could do!" the fox said before he started pushing Jonah into the house. (The little guy was surprisingly strong!) As if willing to humour the fox Jonah let himself be pushed into the house and found himself into a fancy looking entrance-hall. "Sitting room is the first door to the left! I'll get your food!" The fox directed before vanishing into one of the many doors.

Shaking his head Jonah obeyed the fox and was surprised at what he saw. The room was beautiful, the walls were painted a delicate crème colour and the furniture looked very comfy if a bit aged. The boy's mom must've done the decorating. He figured as he continued to look around before he saw something that caught his interest. A small photo seemed to be placed front and centre of the bookcase and Jonah felt himself drawn towards the frame.

In the picture he saw four foxes... they looked to be standing in front of a building bearing the British flag. Two of the foxes looked to be adults, a man and woman, the other two were much younger, one looked around eight or so and the other looked eleven. They all seemed happy and Jonah vaguely recognized the youngest fox. However his thoughts were broken before he could get a closer look.

"Please don't touch that, it's rude to go through people's belongings without permission." Jonah jumped a bit before he saw Chase standing behind him holding what looked like a plate of pasta. Which surprised Jonah... the fox had just left him alone not five minutes ago... no way did he fix that so fast. As if sensing the dingo's shock Chase just chuckled before explaining himself. "I made this yesterday, so it's leftovers! I would've made you something nicer but it is awfully late and I'm not fully up to it," he said before bringing the food to the coffee-table, "Now, eat!" he ordered and Jonah followed suit.

Jonah just looked at the food warily, still not fully trusting the fox, but at the same time the food just smelt so good it made his mouth water. Seeming to notice his hesitation Chase just chuckled. "It's safe, I had some yesterday, so no worries about being poisoned." Deciding to trust the fox Jonah reluctantly scooped up some of the food and stuck it into his mouth and was surprised at how delicious it was. Eagerly he continued to scoop more up making Chase smile. "Like it?"

"It's amazing! What is it? I think I've had it before, but I don't remember it being this good!" Jonah said as he cleaned his plate. "I'm impressed! You cook this yourself?" he then asked curious if the young fox was really that good a chef.

"It's called mostacholi... an Italian dish obviously, and yes I did cook it myself! Glad you like it!" Chase said, obviously flattered by the praise. "Want some more?" Jonah frantically nodded yes, he was still hungry and the food was divine why would he refuse? "Right, I'll get you more! I got plenty, trust me!" With that Chase took Jonah's plate and left, giving Jonah an excellent view of his backside, an image the dingo certainly enjoyed!

After a minute Chase returned with more food and Jonah started devouring that as well, as he ate Jonah began to pepper the fox with questions. "So, where are you from? You don't sound native... If I had to think I'd say... British?" Chase let out a tiny chuckle at that. "What's so funny? Did I get it wrong?" Chase just continued chuckling before he spoke up.

"Close, I AM British, or well, from the UK at least... I was born in Belfast actually, Northern Ireland! My parents moved me and my older brother here when I was 8... and I guess I just kept the accent," he joked lightly, "Mum was a lawyer, actually got partnered to a big deal law firm shortly after the move and my dad was a surgeon." The use of past tense intrigued Jonah.

"Was? They aren't anymore?" Pain cut through Chase's happy demeanour and his smile quickly turned into a frown, obviously unhappy about the topic, "Something wrong? Were those people in that picture your parents?"

"Those were my parents yes... but can we please change the subject?" he said in a strained voice. Sensing the fox's discomfort Jonah quickly started to brainstorm something up. He didn't hardly know the fox enough to ask truly personal questions and he wasn't used to making conversation that wasn't leading to sex. One thing that bothered him about his lovers, they never seemed to be too interested in listening to him, just wanting him to shove his doggie dick up their asses. Which could be depressing, but at least it kept him off the streets. But he was beginning to like the fox, so he finally figured out a different conversation.

"So, you said you had a brother? He live with you?" Chase just shook his head.

"No, he's in college, but it's getting pretty late, I think you should stay here, at least for the night. I'd say it'd certainly be more comfortable than sleeping on the streets! Plus, I might be able to find you a change of clothes, those look more like rags than clothing." Chase said, pointing towards Jonah's tattered shirt and jeans. Jonah was torn however, it certainly would be better to sleep in a bed again. He hated sleeping on the streets and a change if clothes (and possibly a shower) would be divine but at the same time he wasn't sure if Chase's parents would be cool with letting a complete stranger stay in their house.

"I don't know, I don't want to intrude!" He managed shyly which was odd for him, he'd never felt neat as shy as he did now. "Plus how would you explain me to your parents? You've known me for an hour at most! What makes you think I'm not a deranged serial killer?" The fox let out a small chuckle at that obviously amused? "I'm serious! We just met... is it really a good idea to let me stay in the house? Where are your parents anyway?"

"I'm certain you're not a serial killer, so that's not a worry, and I live by myself pretty much, so my parents wouldn't be a problem. But I do think you should stay, at least tonight, I couldn't on a good conscious let you sleep on the streets tonight!" Chase insisted. "And no, I'm not answering any of your questions about me living alone! We can do that tomorrow! Now come-on!" Chase said as he dragged Jonah out of the sitting-room and up the stairs until they reached a door. "You can sleep here!" Chase said before opening the door.

The room was painted a soothing blue which reminded Jonah of the ocean. To the right there was a nice desk, on the right there was a vanity which looked nice, but Jonah certainly didn't see himself using *that* much. A window overlooking the drive stood next to the vanity and in the middle of the room was a very comfy looking bed draped in blue and silver sheets. It was huge, and had to have about twenty pillows all looking very comfortable. As if picking up on Jonah's hock the fox just smiled.

"Like it?" Jonah could only nod, tongue still not working, this was a lot nicer than the usual places he stayed, and best of all it seemed that Chase didn't want sex! Which was refreshing after his last breakup. "Good, now the water-closet is the door next to you, I'll go see about finding some clothes for you!" Chase said before running off. Following his advice Jonah did take a shower and washed himself up and now he lay on the bed. Not sure on what he wanted to do. Part of him wanted to stay here in this too but the other wanted to share a bed with Chase, maybe show his gratitude?

He decided to wait until Chase went to sleep before he would make his decision. The fox had returned downstairs after he had shown Jonah his room and was still down when he had gotten out of the shower. True to his promise on his bed was a pair of pyjama pants. Which were certainly comfortable though he had decided to forgo the underwear since he rarely wore it anyhow. After about another hour of waiting and debating he finally heard the fox come upstairs. First he heard the fox stand in front of his door, obviously checking to see if he was okay. After that the boy yawned and left to his own room.

After several moments Jonah slipped out of bed and stealthily crept out of his room and down the hall until he found himself outside Chase's door. It was somewhat ajar and he could see that the fox had his back towards him. His upper body was bare but his lower one was covered by the Manchester so he couldn't tell if his lower half was to. He quietly opened the door and crept in slowly closing the door to avoid making a sound, but just as he reached the bed he heard Chase turn around his eyes bleary with sleep and an amused smile on his muzzle.

"If you're looking for some action I'll have to disappoint you, I'm far too tired to give you much..." He yawned out? "But if your intention is to cuddle then that would be nice... I don't want to be alone tonight." Jonah was about to refuse until he saw the pleading look in his eyes which made his heart melt. "Please? You can take your bedclothes off if you want, in case you get warm."

"I'm not wearing underwear though," Jonah stammered. Which was odd, the fox had offered his bed for cuddling of all things which he rarely had use for, but he was feeling oddly tempted. But he didn't think the fox would like cuddling up against his naked body much. However the fox just shrugged lightly before he said.

"I don't mind," while tapping the place next to him. Reluctantly he took his pants off hiding a pleased smile as he saw Chase gasp at his dormant sheath. He was quite aware he was large for a fourteen year old, around maybe 22cm long and 11cm wide and he was damn proud of it. Deciding to tease the fox he started playing with his sheath until his full red length was exposed to the fox's eyes. Seeing the fox become so transfixed made him smile before he joined the fox in bed and under the covers.

He was shocked however when he felt Chase's bare rump brush against his sheath. The little guy was naked the entire time! Calming his stirring sheath he curled around the fox while his arms brought the boy closer as his chin fell on top the boys head. Chase's scent was intoxicating and Jonah felt almost happy laying there. Eventually he started hearing the boy's breathing even out. Jonah just yawned, tired from the day, and joined him in sleep feeling strangely like this was meant to be.

~~~End Flashback~~

"That's how we met," Jonah eventually said, closing his tale. Xander had been completely transfixed by the story and curious about the fox whom looked so much like him. "He died not five months later. He was sick..." he said before cutting himself off, "But that's a story for another time..." Xander just nodded before his curiosity got the better of him.

"Was he the seer who sent you here?" Xander asked. Jonah just nodded not saying anything. "Do you know who you're looking for?" This time Jonah shook his head no. "None at all? He didn't even give you description to go by?"

This time Jonah spoke. "Nope, he just said I'd know the guy when I saw him," he mumbled annoyed, "He would always get vague about the future when I asked him about it which was annoying... but I think we've got company!" he said and Xander turned his head as he heard voices outside.

"I do think you might've overreacted a bit Ian, Allison is right, it really isn't any of your business who Richard sleeps with," he heard Lucas' voice ring softly, "Besides you were kind of an asshole towards her, I don't understand why you two can't just get along?"

"I don't like how she's so bloody secretive! She knows WAY too much for my liking, plus I don't like how she seems to look down on me. It pisses me off!" he heard Ian grumble. Seems they were talking about the argument, "And then she sits her muff on my baby brother's dick!"

"Her what? Anyway, you should still try to be nicer. Allison isn't a bad person... just... prickly sometimes," Lucas offered helpfully, "Plus, if you truly want her to teach you how to fight, you've got to get used to listening to her and get over your pride. I love you Ian, but Allison is alright and her sleeping with Richard is none of your business. Xander could hear Ian groan... he was obviously not happy about what Lucas said but he reluctantly agreed.

"I'm going to have to apologize to her, aren't I?" He mumbled. "Fine, I will after breakfast! Now, let's get those two. I hope Jonah hasn't done anything to Xander." Ian said before opening the door, looking almost surprised at seeing the two just sitting here, and by Jonah's glare. "Um, never mind... breakfast is ready, so chop chop, I'm starving!" Ian hollered before heading out. Lucas just smiled and followed the wolf out leaving the two alone.

"You heard the wolf! Let's eat!" Jonah said before walking out. Xander just sat there for a bit, still confused at Jonah's sudden turn around. But it did make sense his reasons... it had to be hard. Though at least now the dingo would be friendlier to him hopefully. With that Xander got up and joined the group, officially looking forward to the day.