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Last class was as boring as usual to Kevin, the class happened to be Science and with the start of a new week, Mondays were the worst to have science and math at the same time on the same day, with rain pouring outside to set the mood to depressing. Kevin, as usual, sat in the back of the class, it's where he usually goes into thoughts about things that are either random or just fantasy, but right now all he thought about was Demetrius. How he saw him in the hallway of his school, standing there without warning. Was he real? The scar on his wrist felt real, the blood smelt real, too, and the hands! God forbid the hands felt incredibly real to Kevin as he remembered how they felt against his back, they were rough but incredibly strong to hold his frame.

Stop it! Kevin said to himself and shook his head, forcing the Husky out of his head. It was a dream... Not real! Kevin had to replace the thought, think of something else other than Demetrius-God damn now I'm saying his name, he's not real!-Kevin looked at his teacher; she talked about something that as too complicated for him to focus, something about atoms? Anions? Charges? Kevin got annoyed and bored and looked to his right where the large glass window was, only to find his heart skip a beat again and his body temperature go cold.

Demetrius was outside, standing under a tree with rain pouring and pelting on top of him, just holding out his hand and having his head facing upward to the sky, letting some of the drops that got passed the tree's leaves touch his fur and rolling down the side of his muzzled to his neck. He felt relaxed, as if he never saw rain before and was enjoying the shower he was getting. Kevin's eyes were wide open with shock, what if he got caught in the rain by other people? Was Kevin the only one?

Demetrius closed his palm into a fist and felt the water, letting his eyes follow down to it, watching and feeling the water in his palm leak out the sides like waterfalls. Has he seen rain before? Kevin was intrigued by the whole process of what the Husky was doing and just blankly stared out the window, looking at how the water dripped off his anatomy and how it fell into the grass. Wait a minute... This is Alaska, its freaking cold outside! Is he cold? He could get sick...

No! He's not real, so who cares! He shoved the thought from thought and continued his gaze. The Husky's shoulders moved, as if he was sighing, and then his gaze from his palm slowly moved up to look at Kevin's eyes.

"Mr. Justice!" Kevin snapped his head towards the science teacher "Care to explain what's so interesting outside that window?"

"Uh!" Kevin looked out the window again, Demetrius was gone, "Uh... no ma'am, sorry."

The teacher scoffed and continued her lesson. Kevin looked outside again and stared at the marks in the ground being filled by the rain next to the tree.

Foot prints.

As class ended with the final bell, Kevin was already out of the room and to his locker within seconds, grabbing his stuff and shoving it into his bag before making his way past the crowded hallway full of students and through the front doors. The rain pelted his coat and backpack that sounded like a war was happening near him, sounds of bullets being fired at him and he was being shot numerous times. The street was like a regular one, houses rowed one by one down a road and ends at a T-intersection, Kevin normally never like this neighbourhood. It was too rich! Houses with balconies on all floors and large white beams holding them, just like how the White House in Washington BC was, but less presidential.

Unfortunately, Kevin lived in these houses. He, as a matter of fact, wasn't a rich kid, he pretty much had rich parents who gave him money to go out but he only spent it to school supplies and charity. He never wanted to have a rich life; he wanted a normal one so he could fit in with the less rich kids. He did, in fact, spend his money on games and gaming systems but that was it... not that he was going to invite people to his home anyway, he didn't want to be called the rich kid.

"Friends...?" Kevin scoffed in the pouring rain, head facing down to avoid water getting into his eyes, "If I could get some that would be different!" He growled and sighed in the process after, the water was refreshing as it slid down his face, and it felt nice and cool against his skin that each water bullet felt like pins and needles hitting his face. First his face was normal body temperature, then cool from the rain drop.

Wonder if this is what Demetrius was feeling-_Kevin stopped the thought before he could finish, inhaling a deep breath or rain and asphalt. _Stop thinking about that guy! It was a dream! Okay? He mentally yelled at himself, imagining he was a thought cloud above his head and yelling at him walking down the road.

A car sped down the road and Kevin heard its tires against the wet road... "Oh no..."

As the car became parallel with Kevin, it managed to hit a puddle, sending water up towards the sidewalk and at Kevin. Kevin quickly turned his head the opposite way to avoid the water hitting his face, but when he waited thirty seconds later the water hit the ground beside him but none managed to hit him directly. Turning his head back, a figure stood in front of Kevin, acting as if a body guard. The frame was tall up close; Kevin had to crane his head to look up at the person's face-or muzzle!

OH C'MON! Kevin mentally reached out of his thought cloud to whack him in the head.

"You really can't keep yourself safe for a second, can you?" Demetrius stood before Kevin, water soaking down his back from the car splash, but that may be the rain.

Kevin was shell shocked; too horrified to even talk to the dream figure that stood before him, not even a word left his gaped mouth.

"What? It's rude to be staring for so long, you know." Demetrius frowned and stood his ground, his baggy samurai pants waving in the gust of wind, along with his fur...?

"You...You're... Here... In front of me...?" Kevin only managed to get out that much.

"Yes," Demetrius raised an eye ridge before, "Don't you remember me from the throne room, yesterday?"

Kevin's heart skipped a beat again, "Throne room? You mean... That wasn't a dream?" Kevin hoped it was.

"A dream?" The husky started with a weird voice, "That wasn't a dream; everything that happened last night was real. Even..." He stopped, but Kevin pieced out the word he couldn't finish.

"No! No, that never happened!" Kevin protested and Demetrius gawked at the reaction.

The husky looked at Kevin with another frown and sighed, "Unfortunately for you, we are..." He lifted his wrist to show the wound, it was bandaged now but some blood managed to seep through the gauze and show.

Kevin stared at the gauze carefully before drifting his eyes to his own wrist... It was real... everything! "Why are you following me?" Kevin had to change the subject, forget about this whole thing and hurry up and ditch this creep before another twist was said.

Demetrius looked Kevin and tilted his head to the side a bit, just like how dogs normally do, "We're engaged-"

"No we're not-"

"Yes! We are," Clearly, Demetrius was getting frustrated with Kevin, "And by being engaged I have to protect my... loved one." He looked away and choked the last bit out.

"Loved one? I don't swing that way! And you're not real!" Kevin growled and floored his toes upward, trying to stand up more to Demetrius' height, but only came up to his nose.

The husky's ears twitched, "Neither am I!" He growled, "And I am real, you can feel me can't you!" Demetrius grabbed Kevin's hand and pulled it up to lay it flat on his chest, letting Kevin absorb the feeling of fur under his fingers. Kevin was more shell shocked than he was before, now, this dog in front of him... was real! A real human dog! In front of him right now and was surly real, the feeling of his heartbeat under his chest pounding his ribs, it felt like the heart was going at a fast rate, Kevin understood frustration was doing that, "I. Am. Real!" Growled Demetrius, his voice raspy and barely audible through the rain.

Kevin looked at the husky's eyes and read something in them... fear? Why would he be scared, is he sacred of me? Kevin thought as he remembered his hand was still on the dog's chest, quickly pulling it away and stepping back a bit as he cleared his throat, "I'm... sorry..."

The apology would have been better if it wasn't in the pouring, but it would have been even better if Demetrius was there to hear it. Kevin looked around himself...

Demetrius was gone, but the feeling of being watched still lingered through his body.

"Kevin, hurry up and get yourself changed, we're going out for dinner. Look fancy!" Kevin's mom, Melinda Justice, called up through the house as Kevin attempted to head up the peach coloured marble stairs in quite, hoping his mother wouldn't hear. But of course the mother's ears had to be the best.

Kevin replied with a groan and set foot on the second floor, looking down the long, traditional hallway with 1930's pictures lining the wall and oak tables holding 18th century vases, some were antique enough that Kevin could sell one for more than a million dollars. But his mother had to be the treasure collector and keep them off limits. Right now they were only for display.

A thumping sound came from down the hallway in one of the far rooms, near Kevin's. Kevin tilted his head and walked down the hallway cautiously, noticing that his door was open a crack, his room light seeping through the door and leaving a gold bar on the ground.

"Hello?" Kevin asked warily, opening the door to find a husky adjacent from him, leaning against Kevin's homework desk and arms crossed over his chest, dripping water onto the floor.

"So?" Demetrius said with a grin, "What's for dinner?"