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Author's note:

I know you're all sick and tired of this series... but I think its fun to write, so... bear with me, eh?

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Kyle Eighly and Aaron Spruce were walking side-by-side on the edge of the suburban road leading to their houses. Kyle had a permanent limp in his right foot from the injury he had received, and a circle of bare skin was still visible in the middle of it.

Aaron was helping his best friend carry the groceries home, providing good company for him at the same time. The black panther looked both ways, and leaned his head in closer to Kyle. "Check these out..." he whispered, sliding out his claws and brandishing their extended steel enamels. The act of having one's claws plated and enlarged with metal made them lethal, and illegal for that matter.

"'Shivs'?" Kyle asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, I got 'em yesterday."

"Do your parents know?"

"Hell no!" Aaron laughed back, sliding his claws back in.

"You should get those things taken off... they're not even legal..." Kyle warned, his voice raspy with 'matter-of-fact'.

"Nah... I like 'em... besides, now that Vlad's behind bars, some knew jerk will spring up in his place," Aaron said crossly, again admiring his new weapons.

"Heard anything of Alex?" Kyle asked.

"He ratted out Vlad in court for selling weed..." Aaron replied, helping his friend along as their street came into view around the big peach tree on the corner.

"I just hope those two don't get the same cell," Kyle laughed, closing his eyes and picturing Alex Ferdinand with his face beaten inward.

Today was the first day that Kyle was able to step out of bed onto his foot. He had hardly heard from Nikki, as she only stopped by to dorp off his never-ending piles of homework.

"Got any new material for the band?" Aaron asked, making an air-guitar motion with his free hand.

"Well... Ouch! I got a beat coming to me on the down... hard to dream it up without a drummer," Kyle replied casually.

"It'll come... I'm still running audits from one..." said Aaron, who was relieved to finally be on the home stretch after a trip to the strip mall down the street.

"Oh Kyle!" came the cracking, skanky-sounding voice of Riku, who was running after them.

Aaron was staring at her bouncing breasts as she approached, while Kyle just rolled his eyes.

"Seeing as you are finally out of bed... you can get right back in with me!" the fox said, closing her eyes and sticking out her tongue.

"What in sweet holy hell makes you think I would do that?" Kyle snapped, setting down the grocery bag.

"I... hmmm... how about," Riku said, her voice diluted with sarcasm, "saved your life." She finished, putting her finger to her chin.

Kyle recalled for a moment. She did save his life...

"I... well," he stammered without thinking.

"You owe me..."

"C'mon Riku, why do you have to be like this all the time?"

"Just one fuck..." the deep red fox prompted, opening the font of her shirt briefly. Aaron drooled, his eyes wide open at the magnificent sight.

"No, Riku," Kyle stated sternly, though he knew that he owed her something...

"One push! Please?" she pushed on.

"Riku... I am in love with someone else and you know it. Is there anything else I can do?" Kyle asked, ignoring Aaron's look of 'are you insane?'

Riku looked at Kyle, who had his arms folded, and was tapping his furry foot impatiently. Then she looked left, over to Aaron, whose tongue was hanging limply form his mouth as he stared in amazement.

"I think it's safe to say, Kyle, that your friend wants me." Riku stated the obvious.

"Ok... I'll just get the groceries..." Kyle groaned sarcastically., rolling his eyes for the last time, hoisting up the four paper bags, and limping home.

Aaron choked up as Riku slowly approached him. He could not think of anything to say except, "Y-you're over A-Alex?"

"It doesn't take long after what he did to Kyle..." the fox whispered into the pitch-black panther's face, running her slender finger up his chin. Aaron's legs turned to jelly, and he struggled to keep his composure.

The panther was now trembling with nervousness, shivers running up and down his spine and tail at the girl's alluring touch. Riku whipped around, signaling for Aaron to follow her. She swung her hips as she cat-walked down the sidewalk.

"Let's go to my place... my parents won't be home until seven..." Riku purred, turning her sly eyes back to the boy, who fell in step behind her, blushing.

* * *

Aaron listened to the creaking noise made by Riku's front steps as she casually walked them. He followed her up, looking into her house as she opened the door. The inside was messy, the floor littered with cardboard boxes filled with papers. The panther stepped in, followed by Riku, who them took the lead once more.

"My room's upstairs..." she said, as though this was a normal procedure for her.

The fox's room was surprisingly tidy compared to the rest of the house, and the screen of a humming computer gleamed on the opposite side. Riku closed the door. Aaron thought to himself, 'this is it... don't screw up!'

Riku pulled off her shirt, revealing her white-furred breasts, which were large for her young age. She then slid down her pants, under which she wore no underwear.

Aaron, shaking visibly, fell back onto the bed in the middle of the fox's room, pulling off his own pants and underwear.

The black panther now sat up against the large pillows, wearing only his bright yellow shirt. He bent his fuzzy legs at the knees, and spread them with his hands over the fronts of his furry feet.

Riku gazed lustfully at his erection. "Is this your first time?" she asked.

Aaron nodded, closing his eyes.

"Virgins are always the juiciest..." she said, walking forward and crawling onto the bed.

Aaron felt her weight on the covers, bracing himself for the new sensation to hit him. It hit him hard, as hormones caused him to shake heavily, out of his control.

Riku, her ass in the air with her tail wagging teasingly, grasped Aaron's meat, juggling his balls with her other hand. She wrapped her lips around his member, washing it down with her skilled tongue. With her left hand, she held his shaft, and with her right, she fumbled her mate's testicles, at the same time, sliding her middle finger into his asshole.

Aaron moaned, tears of nervousness rolling down his soft cheeks. He curled up his toes, and let his hands claw in and out of the blankets with their metal implants. The panther leaned his head back on his shoulders, his eyes flickering view's of the white ceiling. "Ohhh... God!" he grunted through his teeth, letting his loads of pre-cum soak Riku's lips.

Riku's tongue was everywhere on the panther's dick at once, spreading around his pre-cum on the canyon under the head. She ran her fingers softly over the panther's tight ass and ball sack, pulling her head farther over his shaft.

"Whew! Oh jeeez!" Aaron moaned out loud, laying back and reaching out to grasp Riku's head with his big black paws.

To the fox's surprise, the black panther pushed her away, closing his legs together and curling up on his side. "I can't do this..." he sighed, his back to his mate.

"You're nervous?" Riku asked, still admiring his ass.

Aaron nodded. "I'm sorry... it's not you..."

"You're nervous, that so cute!" the fox squeaked, throwing her arms around Aaron and pushing her breasts against the back of his shirt.

Aaron blushed, pulling away a little, "It felt so good... I just... I'm scared..." he said, still avoiding Riku's prying gaze.

"Don't be scared... I don't bite," Riku growled seductively, nibbling on the panther's erect ear. That sent a shiver up Aaron's spine.

"It's not that, Riku..." Aaron started, curling up a little more. "...I know that you have been with a lot of guys... am I the same as all of them?"

Riku jumped, startled by the precision of the boy's question. She had never been asked that before. "Er... well, of course not... I-"

"I don't want you to discard me when you feel that I am empty of my cum..." Aaron said, though the little devil standing on his shoulder could not believe it.

The dark red fox thought quickly, remembering her past mates. "Both of the people I used to date are in jail now..."

Aaron started crying at these words.

'Woops... that didn't come out right...' Riku thought to herself. "What I'm saying is... they were bad people, and you are not," she finished, quickly catching her mistake as though it was a fumbled football. Aaron's ears flattened to his head and his toes curled up.

"I just can't decide-" he started but Riku cut him off.

"Let me help you," the fox said warmly, softly grasping his face and pulling him into a passionate kiss.

Aaron's mind swirled about, the sensation overpowering all else.

Riku pulled back slowly, seeing the dazed expression on her mate's face. "Never been yiffed before, eh?"

Aaron shook his head, closing his eyes.

"You want to?" Riku asked, her hand reaching around his waist, grasping his pulsing cock.

The black panther hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Then go ahead..." the fox said, laying herself back and spreading her legs apart. The look on her face was obviously a challenge.

Aaron blushed, an honestly innocent look on his face. He sat up on his knees, his feet crossed behind him, and his tail undulating back and forth anxiously.

"What do I do?" he asked aloud, though he was not sure if he had actually spoken the query.

"You're a big boy... just yiff the crap out of me is all!" Riku said, eyeing the panthers pink member with deep anticipation. She admired its look of bright flesh in contrast with his pitch-black fur.

Aaron could not hold it in any longer, and he sprung forward arrogantly, pushing down Riku's arms with his great paws. The fox closed her eyes tight as she felt Aaron plunge himself into her.

The both of them moaned and cooed, Aaron actually picking up Riku in his arms, thrusting into her with increasing intensity.

Sweat dripped form his face as he grunted repeatedly with each thrust into his mate.

"Oh-oh God! Don't... stop!" Riku moaned, wrapping her arms very tightly around Aaron, then falling limp as her senses were engulfed by the heat of her orgasm. Aaron let out a roar as he sent his seed jetting far into his mate, then slowed himself down. He let Riku actually fall down off of him, and he let himself back with his legs spread and his toes curled tightly inward.

Riku was twitching and flinching as much as Aaron was, juices pouring out of her. Her tongue hung out of her mouth, drool running down her red fury neck. "You... are an amazing fuck..." she panted, her pelvis thrusting forward uncontrollably.

The fox struggled up onto her knees, and crawled up to the panthers side, beginning to lovingly caress his fluffy black chest. "Do you ever drink?" she asked, her voice sounding glazed.

"No." Aaron replied quickly.

"You should try it once... it's fun," Riku prodded his side as she said this. "Speaking of fun..." she continued, pulling a little orange bottle out of the pocket of her stripped-off pants. "Try these," she offered his a little blue pill from the bottle.

He pulled away. "Riku, if that's any kind of drug..."

"It's great, try it."

"What the hell is it?" the panther asked, his eyes now open wide.

"Ecstasy..." she muttered, popping one of the pills into her own mouth.

"Riku, don't take that...!" he said, standing up out of the bed.

Riku rolled onto her back, her chest rising and falling. "I'm so happy... are you happy? I'm happy." She sighed all in one breath.

"Riku, you're not proper in your head-"

"I love you... have we met?" she moaned, arching her back and running her finger over her cum-covered slit. Aaron pulled on his pants, about to go for the door, but stopped as he glanced at Riku. Her flawless body was cuddled against the conformers of her bed, with the heels of her feet just about touching the fur on her ass with her legs in a diamond shape. He walked back over to her. The black panther slipped off his yellow shirt, crawling into the bed with his mate again.

Riku immediately latched herself onto him. "You're so soft, and cuddly!" she moaned, massaging her breasts on his bare side.

"I..." Aaron started, then stopped as Riku held him the pill bottle again.

"You've never been to..." she took a deep pleasured breath, then sighed "heaven."

Aaron closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, and took the bottle.

* * *

(Warning: Mischievous readers, Don't get any ideas, because it works...!)

"Riku, what are you doing now?" Aaron asked, crouching behind a bush with the fox.

"This is sooo tricky, you gotta watch me," Riku replied, holding a tube of conduit up to her lips, and blowing through it. "Check." She muttered. She held up a bottle of concentrated lemon juice, and dipped a three inch nail into it. The vixen then blew on the end of the nail to dry the citric acid, wrapping the spike in a funnel of paper and taping it shut. She slid the makeshift dart into the conduit, took aim, and blew the dart out into the street, where her target, Kyle Eighly and his girlfriend Nikki stood talking.

"Damn it!" Kyle yelped, pulling the little ghetto-dart out of his ass. "Hey who's the- yow!" he wailed, holding his hindquarters as the lemon juice seeped into the tiny wound.

Nikki raised an eyebrow at the spectacle, trying not to seem rude for laughing.

Kyle looked back at the direction from which the missile had come, only to see Riku and Aaron rolling on the concrete with laughter. The blue panther, rubbing his stinging ass, noticed the blowgun in Riku's hand, smiling forcedly. "That's a new one..." he muttered, limping over to the couple, Nikki following.

"Riku that was awesome!" Aaron said, wiping a tear of laughter from his eye.

"Picked it up from my cousin Aughd. He's the king of pranks...!" the fox snorted with laughter, her bottom eyelids closing up halfway.

Kyle snickered.

"How was you guys' 'encounter'?" Kyle asked curiously, his ass still twitching from the lemon juice.

"That reminds me of why we shot the dart at you..." Aaron said, standing up and grabbing Kyle by the shoulders, pulling him off to the side.

Once they were out of earshot of anyone else, Aaron sighed. "Getting yiffed is the best feeling in the world."

Kyle smiled knowingly. "Amen, heh. Now what do you need to tell me?"

"I've never felt so good in my life. You have to try this stuff!" Aaron offered, holding up the little orange bottle of light-blue pills.

"Good God! Aaron those are drugs!" Kyle gasped, backing away from his friend.

"Thanks for the pointer Sherlock..." the black panther snapped crossly. "But think of all the fun you and Nikki could have with this shit..."

Kyle had a split second of temptation to take the bottle, but then refused.

"I don't even know you anymore, Aaron Spruce." He said simply, turning and walking away.

Aaron stood, perfectly still, staring after his former best friend. "Well... well you can go to hell!" he yelled haphazardly.

The blue panther, walking away, back into the street, felt a deep sense of loss as his best friend was left on the dark side of the moon. He shot a glare down at Nikki, who whimpered under its weight. Kyle hoisted the Neko up onto his arms, and continued down the street.

"Wait! Wait... listen. I... I didn't mean that. Look, I'm having a party tomorrow after school. No drugs, I promise." Aaron said to his departing friend.

"You can count on me being there..." Kyle said, eyeing his friend down suspiciously.

"Me too..." Nikki said, still rather confused.

"You're parents won't be home...?" Kyle asked, raising an eyebrow and setting Nikki down.

"Er... no. But you can trust me. I already told a lot of the guys and gals at school about it. Anthros only, no humans there..."

Nikki scowled.

"Ehem... that is, making an exception for you, Nikki!" Aaron finished, smiling sheepishly.

The Neko folded her arms, convinced. Her tail made a whipping movement as if to say 'humph'.

"Ok Aaron. It's a deal. I'll be looking forward to- FUCK!" Kyle yelped in mid-sentence.

"Score!" Riku yelled from behind, and Kyle pulled another nail-dart from the back of his pants. He promptly flipped her the deuce. Nikki giggled, and looked at Riku.

* * *

"Kyle, your answer?" Mrs. Williams, a portly river otter, called out at the sight of the panther's raised hand.

"Hydrogen," Kyle stated hopefully, then sighing at the teacher's reply.

"You best check your notes on that one, Mr. Eighly," she started, "Hydrogen molds into lead, but is not its effective opposite..."

Alicia raised her hand from the back of the room. "Miss McCoy?"

"I have an irrelevant question... potassium is a base carbon which can be set ablaze when contact with a proper fixture of hydrogen and oxygen. Is this true?" the wolfess asked, running her eyes over her notes once more.

"Very good, very good! I must demonstrate this factor!" Mrs. Williams squeaked, reaching into her desk drawer for a pair of forceps. "Does anyone know where one might find potassium, in a condensed state?"

Various students raised their hands, answering with "a hospital," or "a pharmacy."

"Good answers from all of you. Now, I have potassium here in vitamin strips. Based on what Miss McCoy has stated, what will happen when it comes in contact with water?" the otter woman asked the class.

Kyle raised his hand, as he was listening this time.

"Mr. Eighly?"

"It will light on fire."

"That is correct! Now watch carefully..." the teacher said excitedly, grasping the potassium strip in the forceps and slowly lowering it to the water.

POOF! The orange-brown carbohydrate burst into flames and disappeared. "You see, students, the concept of 'magic' in the medieval days is a simple misconception for modern chemical reactions." Mrs. Williams finished, removing her goggles. The class applauded.

Kyle's attention was lost after the demonstration, as he continued to rub his behind where the annoying darts had hit him a day before. He was also anxious for the party at Aaron's, making all of his limbs itch. He had never been invited to a real party, only shindigs at his friends' houses.

"Hey, Kyle," came a whisper from Kyle's right. It was San Iago Hau-Dez, a short tabby cat who had moved in from Mexico the previous year. "You really get shot through the foot?"

Kyle shoot his big furry head, and returned to his notes.

"Not what I heard, friend."

"You heard wrong-" Kyle started to whisper back.

"Kyle, we don't need side conversations, thank you!" Mrs. Williams said, turning back to the whiteboard. Kyle sighed.

He had not been to school for a few weeks, almost having forgotten his class schedule. He laughed at the thought. Kyle smiled and wagged his tail as he saw that sacred word, 'lunch' written on the board under third period.

"Who did it?" Seth O'niel asked quietly from Kyle's left. "Did it hurt?"

"Who is telling you this crap?" Kyle hissed back, perhaps a little too loud.

"Riku Nushuida..."

"Of course..." Kyle sighed, putting his head down on the uncomfortably small desk at which he sat, waiting for the bell. It seemed like that bell would never come by the time it actually did, and Kyle swept up his notebook, limping out into the hall for lunch.

Glen Rock Academy, Kyle's school, was merged from elementary school, middle school, and high school, making the large building even more cramped with furs of all sizes than any place should be.

He caught up with Aaron and Riku, who were predictably making out in front of his locker. "Can you do that next to San's locker? This one is mine."

The couple scooted over one locker, hardly paying the two-toned blue panther any heed.

Forty-five, twenty-seven, eleven. Right, left, right. The tedious combination that he had welded into his brain since he started out the year. He felt something on the back of his pants, and he saw Nikki wink as she walk by. Kyle reached into his back pocket, removing the envelope that the Neko had presented him. He opened it up, pulling out a little white square of glossy paper. It read 'in case you feel like pawing off...' he flipped it over, and blushed. The photograph was of Nikki, showing off her femininity, completely nude. "Damn..." he muttered, slipping the picture into the front of his hanging backpack.

"Kyle! You' been out of school for a few weeks, eh?" bellowed Keller Iedle, one of Kyle best friends, also a candidate for drummer in the band.

"Yes... I... got hurt." Kyle said under his breath, grasping the tall, skinny jaguar's forearm in a friendship hold.

"So I heard... you got a number on you, eh?" Keller asked, his eyes subconsciously slipping down to Kyle's foot.

"Yeah... So, are you going to the party at Aaron's?" Kyle asked, half to change the subject, and half to hear the answer.

"Hell yeah. His parents are really out of town again?"

"I don't even think its legal to leave a kid at home for that long..." Kyle said.

"I think he's fine with all of his 'Vixen Sleepover' magazines..." Keller laughed, patting Kyle on the back and taking him over the cafeteria.

"You been working on your beats?" Kyle asked, seeing the Jaguar's drumsticks in his pocket, which was about at Kyle's abdomen level.

"Aye... check this one out," Keller said excitedly, whipping out his styx and beating what sounded like a modernized African drum riff on the lockers nearby.

Kyle tapped his foot to the beat, fingering a bass line to go with it in the air.

"I like it... making some words to that will be easy." Kyle deducted, smiling up at his friend.

"I'm in the band?" Keller asked excitedly, his voice cracking.

"things are looking up-" Kyle started, then froze completely.

'Kyle Eighly to the main office, please. Kyle Eighly!' the intercom in the lunchroom wailed, sending echoes of the panther's name throughout the halls.

"Thompson got it in for you?" the jaguar asked, sheathing his drumsticks.

"Not that I know of..." Kyle said, his pace toward the main office increasing. He almost ran.

Mrs. Mack, the receptionist, was holding down a button on the phone receiver. "Phone call for you, Kyle," the obnoxious duck-woman honked, "'says it's important." She pointed her feathered thumb over to the infirmary, where the student phone sat, buzzing on hold.

The panther slowly approached the phone, picked it up in his paw, and said "Hello?" in a nervously inquisitive voice.

"Hello, Kyle!"

"Who is this?" he asked into the phone.

"I'll give you a hint: I'm calling from a payphone in Basra..."

"Raj!" Kyle said excitedly, though he sounded like he had a cup of flour in his mouth. The first thing he asked, of course, was "When are you coming home?"

"I got a month and a half left, I think. Anything new happening over there?" Raj asked, the line sounded scratchy, and the sound of cheering Marines could be hear in the background.

"You remember that guy... Alex Ferdinand?"

"From Franz Ferdinand?"

"No, I mean from my school."

"Oh right... the deuchebag with the pink backpack?"

"That's him. Yeah, well... he shot me in the foot." Kyle whispered, seeing that someone was asleep in the infirmary.

"Are you fucking serious? That son of a bitch!" Raj's voice boomed over the static. "Hurts... I got shot twice in the gut over here."

Kyle jumped as though a bucket of cold water had just doused him. "Are you alright?"

"I'm walking, I'm talking. Yeah, I'm fine. Had to have a kidney removed..." said Kyle's older brother. "How are things going with Nikki?"

Kyle blushed. He was glad that he was talking over the phone. "Er... great. I got a party to go to tonight... it'll be fun."

"Sounds like it. Stay away from drugs, eh Kyle? I gotta go. Platoon's gettin' hungry, and I'm holding the chili."

"Bye!"

"Bye, Raj. I was really worried about you..."

"Don't sweat it, Kyle. I'll be back soon. Tell mom I love her!"

Then the line went dead. Kyle smiled, jumping in the air as if personally celebrating Raj's welfare.

Kyle skipped. No, there is nothing wrong with your eyes, I said skipped, out of the office, a relived toothy grin splitting his big blue face.

The panther pushed the cafeteria doors open like he owned the place, strutting over to his table, where Keller, San, Nikki, Riku, and Aaron sat.

He planted his fuzzy butt on the bench, reached over the table, and kissed Nikki passionately. Nikki's eyes opened wide for a second, then closed halfway.

Just about everyone in the cafeteria was staring at him.

"Wow... wow Kyle..." Nikki said dreamily, the room spinning in her eyes. "What's the news?"

"I got a call from Raj! He's ok. He survived two shots in the stomach and he's ok!" Kyle bellowed, clenching his fists dramatically.

"That's great, eh Kyle? When is he coming back?" Keller asked, playing a drum-roll on his lunch tray.

"He said mid-May tops!" Kyle replied, not even bothering to eat, as lunch was almost over.

"Why didn't he call your mom and dad instead of you at school?" Aaron asked, masticating a stalk of broccoli in one massive bite.

Kyle shrugged. "I'll ask him when he gets back..." Kyle paused. When he gets back... he's not back yet. "If he gets back." The panther corrected, frowning to himself. He smiled quickly as the cloud of depression passed.

"Plans for the party?" the blue panther asked quickly.

"Holy Hand Grenade's gonna be playin'," Aaron replied confidently.

"I found us a drummer, for sure this time." Kyle stated proudly, pointing his thumb over to Keller, who smiled geekily, showing his huge braces, and wagging his tail.

"Excellent! By the way... Riku says she'll strip for us," the black panther whispered to Kyle and Keller. Riku blushed, putting her finger to her lips.

"Whoops... did I say that?" she asked innocently.

"Oh... and er... Nikki," Kyle started, blushing heavily and leaning over to his girlfriend. "Thanks for the... heh... gift."

Nikki blushed as well.

* * *

Kyle and Nikki were both combing their hair in the bathroom, readying themselves for the party. The Neko pulled a hooded sweater over her shirt-skirt, which hung just below her knees.

"Ok... I'm ready... wait!" the panther started, flipping on a pare of sexy shades, and smiling to himself in the mirror.

The two of them walked downstairs, waving to Kyle's parents.

"Mum, we'll be back pretty late. Aaron's having that er... spring party of his." Kyle said hesitantly. "In fact, I might just spend the night over at his house for school tomorrow..."

Mr. And Mrs. Eighly looked at each other, then at Kyle suspiciously. They smiled in unison. "Have a good time."

Kyle and Nikki filed out of the front door, taking in the cool night air of early spring. Aaron's house was just around the corner, and would not be an awful walk from Kyle's house.

* * *

The panther and the Neko stepped slowly up to the front door of Aaron's house, behind which booming music could be heard. Kyle knocked on the door loudly, shivering, as it was rather cold outside.

The door swung open, and Aaron stood in the frame, wearing shades identical to Kyle's. The two panthers, save fur color, looked like twins.

"If it ain't the Ace on the Bass! C'mon in you two!" Aaron said suavely, waving the couple in. Keller stopped drumming, as everyone gazed over to the door.

The guests were mostly high schoolers, making Nikki stand out like an unusually small, sore thumb.

Someone had the nerve to shout, "Aaron, I thought you said this was an Anthro only party!"

Nikki pulled back her hood, revealing her ears, then unfurled her tail.

"She's a freak..." various people whispered, staring down at the Neko.

"Hey you jackasses! Don't talk about the lady like that!" Aaron yelled, and Riku smiled attractively at Nikki.

Nikki blushed, pulling her hood back up. Kyle was concerned for his girlfriend's vanity. "Nikki, they don't mean that..." he whispered into her covered ear, signaling for Keller to continue his amazing drum solo.

"I'm a freak..." Nikki muttered under her breath.

"Look Nikki, I'm sorry, just sit back and enjoy the music." Kyle whispered into her ear, sitting her down on the couch next to a large cooler. The panther hopped up on stage, grabbing the red Washburn bass from its stand.

"What are we playing?" Kyle hissed over to Aaron.

"Err... 'Come as You Are'," the black panther replied.

"Nirvana, eh?" Keller asked from behind the drum set.

"Stop saying 'eh'!" both Aaron and Kyle barked.

"Sorry eh...? woops... err, it kind of slipped out, eh? Damn it! Just start playing, eh?" Keller bellowed, playing a one-two-three-four on the snare.

Kyle played the rolling, grunge-sounding bass line that made up the songs rhythm.

There was no lead guitar for this song, so Aaron merely grabbed the microphone, which was perched atop the makeshift stage in his living room. He started singing in his flawless leering voice. "Come as you are, as a friend. As I wanted you to be... take your time, hurry up, the choice is yours but don't delay..."

The rhythmic tune rolled on lyrically for a few more minutes, before the final note was stricken.

The crowd of young furs were reluctant to cheer at all. They just sat there... looking up with their challenging eyes. Someone had the nerve to cough loudly.

"Alright, then..." Aaron started, signaling to Keller to play the song that the three of them had rehearsed on auditions. The jaguar banged on the loudest of his drums, each hit making the audience tap their furry feet. Kyle smiled, stomping his own foot on the stage repeatedly, booming the base line for 'Take Me Out'. Aaron started on the riff, and the crowd finally started to cheer.

The three of them all stomped their feet to the rhythm of the song, and Aaron even decided to play some licks at the end of each awkward measure. He smiled evilly out to the audience, "These guys can't keep a beat!"

Kyle and Keller both slanted their eyebrows, playing harder, and more measured. The black panther in the front started to sing.

Kyle used his bright eyes to signal a solo to Keller, who smiled in reply, bashing his cymbal and taking on the onslaught of drummings. Keller stopped dead, smiling to the blue panther, as the riff now played alone.

Kyle knelt down on his knees, playing an insanely eight-over-six downbeat solo.

'That's mutiny...' Aaron said in his head, spinning the whammy bar on his 'axe', and raising up his arm with the guitar pick in the air. Keller played a drum roll as the song came to its end, using the heels of his feet to play all four drums at once at the very last beat of the pace-keeping song.

There was a short pause...

The crown of young furs then burst into applause and whistles, jumping about like the mud-pit.

Kyle grabbed the microphone, and Keller played an easy rhythm on his bass drum and snare.

"This is a purse alert, check your purse, 'cause if Aaron got there first... now you don't have a purse!" Kyle sang to the beat, bursting out in laughter at Aaron, whose face was now red with embarrassment.

Nikki was jumping on the couch, whistling and cheering, little sparkling things dancing about in her brilliant eyes.

Aaron laughed, punching Kyle in the shoulder playfully. "You guys can go t' hell!" he teased, setting his guitar back in the stand.

"I'm already there, my friend!" Keller laughed, playing the 'bogie' on the drum set.

The three of them stood up at once, taking their respective bows, and trotting off the stage, which was made from several sturdy tables.

Nikki ran up and hugged Kyle around the waist. "That was so cool!" she squeaked, pulling Kyle over to sit next to her on the couch.

"Oy! 'ere Kyle!" someone in the crowd of kids yelled, tossing the panther a can of hard beer.

"Oh, no... I can't..." he muttered, setting the beer down on the cooler.

"Oh, C'mon, you can do, Kyle!"

Kyle pursed his lips, then popped open the fizzing drink. He brought it to his lips and guzzled it down, to the cheers of the crowd.

* * *

The room was dirty, covered in papers and pizza boxes, various porno magazines sprawled out on the band stage. Kyle's eyes were open wide, bloodshot. In his hand he crumpled his sixth hard beer. Nikki scooted away form him, trembling at the vibes emanating from him. The panther calmed suddenly, his eyes glazing over.

Kyle leaned over onto Nikki, purring and dropping the crushed beer can. His vision was blurred, but he could still barely make out Nikki's yellow ears, hair, and shirt-skirt. "You're sooo beautiful... what's your name?" he asked, his red eyes crossing.

"Er..." Nikki started, looking down at her boyfriend's diluted eyes.

"Shhh..." Kyle said, reaching up and pinching one of the Neko's flat nipples.

Nikki blushed. "Kyle... I don't want to do this here..." she said, pushing his hand away.

Kyle growled, picking up the Neko, who kicked in his arms. "Kyle! Let me go, I said I don't want to-" she started, but Kyle covered her mouth. He ran into the hall, carrying his girlfriend, and threw her into the bathroom. He shut the door quietly, locking it.

"Kyle, what are you...?" Nikki gasped, turning her small body to face the panther, who was gazing at the Neko's slender body.

Kyle hoisted Nikki up, placing her body over the edge of the bathtub, almost tearing off her panties.

"Ow... Kyle, that hurts! Ah! You're hurting me!" Nikki screamed, trying to pull her arms out to the sides, but the panther's hold was too tight. Kyle let his pants slide down by themselves, holding Nikki down with his chest and removing his shirt.

"Kyle stop, please!" Nikki wept, "It hurts! Your claws are... ahh!"

Kyle wasn't even listening, as his lust had shot his common sense through the head. Not to mention he was very drunk...

The panther had actually dug his claws into Nikki's tender arms, sending little trickles of blood down her shoulders.

The Neko cried, watching her blurred tears drip into the tub as Kyle worked over her behind. "I thought you loved me Kyle!" she wept, her voice cracking.

"I love you more than anything... now hold STILL!" the boy replied, hastily inserting his swollen member into Nikki's reddened pussy.

Nikki whimpered, almost screamed into the tub, pulling her arms outward and only making them bleed more. She was so confused... Kyle had always been so gentle with her. Why not now?

The panther pushed the Neko's flat chest against the spine of the edge of the tub. The force with which his chest bore down on her could have easily broken Nikki's vulnerable back.

Nikki kicked her legs as Kyle plunged into her a second time. This only seemed to arouse the drunken blue panther more. "Kyle... please stop! It hurts!" she pleaded, bowing her head down for a second, then raising it up and blushing heavily as Kyle's clawed fingers traced over her nipples.

Kyle moaned into Nikki's ear, making her cry even more. He was pleasured now, the feeling of her tight walls wrapping his penis was thoroughly sensational. "Shh..." he hissed at her.

"Please, why are you do-?"

"Shh!"

"Stop, it... ahh!" Nikki grunted through her teeth as the head of Kyle's member brushed her clitoris.

"What is wrong with you?" the Neko yelled, pushing her little legs against the tiles on the bathroom floor. Kyle pushed his stomach against her waist, holding her down.

The struggle that the little Neko made was jerking the pre-cum out of Kyle's cock, sending it overflowing onto the floor.

"Oh yes... that is so good!" Kyle yelled as his orgasm neared.

"Kyle!" Nikki pleaded for one last time, before both of their orgasms took them into subconscious states.

* * *

"Damn it! Open the fuckin' door!" Aaron yelled into the bathroom, shoving a paper clip into the lock. The door finally clicked, and he pushed it open. "Jesus Christ!" he said, seeing Kyle and Nikki lying on the bathroom floor, naked and asleep. Nikki had dried blood about small wounds on her arms.

He nudged Kyle with his foot. "Wake up... hello?"

Kyle opened his eyes and rolled over. His head was throbbing with pain he could not believe. He blushed as he saw that he was nude. "What the...? Where am I?"

"Kyle... it's four P.M., you missed school. You have been asleep all day!" Aaron yelled throwing his arms out to the sides.

"What the hell...? Ah... my head!" the blue panther said, sitting himself up.

"You were drinking. A lot. Don't argue, we all saw you." The black panther chided, throwing Kyle his pants.

"The party... where is everyone?" Kyle asked, his eyes darting around the small room.

"Look... you and Nikki are the only one's who stayed past eleven..." the black panther replied.

"Oh my God! Nikki, what happened to you?" Kyle asked, nudging the Neko over the shoulder gently.

"Heh, you were getting a little... fresh with her. She got kinda mad, then you did something nasty." Aaron replied pointing to the tub, which was caked with Nikki's blood.

"Oh Nikki, what've I done?" he said, tenderly propping the Neko up in his furry arms.

Nikki opened her eyes slowly, and her vision became clear. Kyle's mournful face flooded her sight. She sprung away from him, scrambling to the wall. "Kyle, please don't!" she pleaded, covering her pussy and chest.

"I don't know... eh... don't what?" Kyle stuttered, ignoring Aaron who was rolling his eyes.

"You hurt me..." the Neko whimpered, holding her blood-clotted arms.

Kyle started crying out of his control, and he slowly approached the little catgirl, who shrunk under his shadow.

"Nikki... I didn't mean to... I'm so sorry! Please forgive me... I guess I was dr-" Kyle started but Nikki cut him off.

"Go away you... you beast!" Nikki wept, curling up against the wall.

Kyle looked at his bloodied claws. "what have I done...?" he cried to himself, walking out of the small bathroom, still topless.

Aaron reached out to pat him on the back comfortingly.

"I don't understand... I don't remember ding this... It's not fair!" Kyle wept, not even trying to hide his tears. He heard Nikki pad past him, out the front door with towels on her arms.

"Here... this'll make you feel a lot better..." Aaron said, dropping a pill into Kyle's paw.

"I can't... I..." Kyle wept, clenching the capsule.

"You want to be sad for the rest of your life? Take it." Aaron pushed.

Kyle complied.

* * *

(Warning number two: Kyle and Aaron are very high on Ecstasy...)

The two of them were drawn out on the living room floor, their bodies completely limp. "This house... it's like heaven. How did you... oh God! I love the carpet!" Kyle moaned, rolling himself up.

"I love you... I always have..." Aaron said, snuggling up to Kyle.

"Come off it... come off..." Kyle sighed as Aaron started purring.

"Best friend..." the blue panther sighed, putting his arms around his friend and purring. "Ah... I can't believe how soft you are, A-Aaron... it's like... it's like paradise... I don't believe..."

"Oh... Gawd..." Aaron moaned, drooping his body up onto the couch, letting his tail hang freely. He rubbed his crotch over the cushions, his hand in the front of his pants.

"Ah... what... what... what time is... it?" Kyle asked, sliding his own hand into the front of his pants.

"I don't know... man... I feel sooo good!" Aaron moaned, running his hand over his own shaft.

"Hey... hey best buddy... look at this," Kyle sighed, dropping the photo that Nikki had given him onto the floor. "She's so pretty... you're so pretty... everything is pretty!" the blue panther moaned, arching his back as he pawed himself off to Nikki's picture.

"I never realized... realized... how much I love this couch..." the black panther moaned, zipping down the front of his pants, letting his member stick straight up, with his body lying on the back of the fluffy sofa.

Kyle grunted and moaned as a rope of cum spouted onto the fur on his stomach. "Ah... finished..." he sighed, his eyes glazed. He licked the picture of Nikki.

"I wish... I wish I had... I wish..." Aaron started to sigh, his thoughts stunted by his Ecstasy trance. "...I love you Kyle..." he moaned. The room around him started to swirl in a green mist, and his eyes crossed. "That's sooo beautiful... its so much more beautiful... I love life..."

Kyle rolled onto his stomach, letting his entire body sprawl out. His own cum from his masturbation was sticking in small ropes to the carpet. "I wish... I could just float up..." he sighed, smiling warmly into the carpet.

"Dude... I am floating..." Aaron moaned, rolling off of the couch.

Kyle crawled over the couch. "He-he! I see you... Aaron!" the blue panther said, his voice cracking.

"I can't see you..." Aaron moaned, soon feeling Kyle's purring side brush up against him.

"I love you buddy..." Kyle grunted, picking up Aaron by the head, kissing him soothingly on the lips, then falling to sleep next to him.

"God... I'm so happy..." Aaron said to himself.

* * *

Kyle opened his eyes wearily, for the second time today. He saw the pill bottle on the floor next to him, and Aaron purring on his other side. 'I did not... I did not just take that...' Kyle thought tom himself, standing up, seeing that he was topless and his dick was hanging out, his zipped up his pants. The panther saw the loving picture of Nikki on the floor, picking it up, and pocketing it. He threw on his shirt, which Aaron seemed to be hugging, and padded quietly out the front door.

Kyle limped down the lane, looking about the streets to see that only a few furs walked the streets. He rounded the corner to see his home in full view. He was glad that he had remembered his backpack, 'else he'd be screwed. 'I probably already am screwed...' he thought.

The panther opened the front door to his home, setting his backpack down.

"How was school, honey?" Fiona Eighly asked her son warmly.

"It was fine..." Kyle lied through his teeth.

"'Had to drive Nikki home last night. She was crying. What happened?" Fiona asked.

Kyle jumped, startled. "Some jerk was being mean to her..." he sighed, obviously referring to himself.

"You defended her didn't you?"

"Er..." Kyle started to reply, "I got some homework..." he finished, escaping the conversation.

Kyle rushed upstairs, closing his door. "What the hell is wrong with me?" he whispered to himself. "How could I do that to Nikki? Did I really take 'Ecs'?" all these questions were a jumble in his mind, and his head was still aching horribly. He wished he could apologize to Nikki, more than anything, he wished that. The panther tried calling her with the phone on his nightstand, but the Neko pick up.

The panther was so frustrated! He was pissed with himself, and with Aaron for giving him drugs. Kyle paused. "Tomorrow... damn it... Saturday. I gotta get to Nikki..." he said into his pillow. The panther desperately needed counseling, but not from a shrink. From Raj.

He wished that Alex had just taken that damn shot at his head and ended this.

Till Next Chapter... Hang in there, eh?

-Cat Indahat