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WHAT A DAY, PART 2

Hey guys, sorry for the wait, but here's the second part to my "What a Day" story. Just so you all know, this is a direct continuation of the first story so if you haven't read it yet, go read it real quick, it's not that long. I hope ya'll like it~! <3

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I repetitively paced my bedroom floor with my cell phone in my paw. I've been pacing for so long I was starting to get dizzy, but I didn't care--I was too anxious to care. My mind was plagued with worrisome thoughts. Did he make it home okay? Did he get into traffic? Did he have a car accident? I shook those thoughts from my skull. His mom's probably just hogging the phone with one of her business associates; Nate doesn't have a cell phone of his own so he has to use his home phone to make calls.

Maybe he just forgot I told myself, looking at my cell in my trembling paws. I took a deep breath to try to calm myself down. Yeah, he probably just forgot. I'm just making myself worry. Nate's probably stuffing his face with his mom's food at his house right now safe and sound. Just chill out.

Just then, my cell phone began to ring. In a split second, I hit the OK button to answer it, pulse high with excitement.

"Hello?"

"Hey Eth," said a male voice on the phone. My excitement dissipated; it wasn't Nate on the phone. "How'z it goin'?"

"Oh, hey Jude," I said in a dull tone. Jude is another friend of mine. We've known each other for a few years and I consider him my second best friend. Jude's a year older than me, and he's a coati.

"You don't seem too excited to hear from me. You don't like me anymore?"

I let out an annoyed sigh.

"No Ju, it's not that. I was just expecting a call from someone else is all."

"Oho, from who? A hot date?" said Jude with profound interest.

"...You could say that."

"Well congrats man, who is she? Y'know, in the time I've known you I've never seen you with anyone aside from Nate at school and stuff. I always thought you were celibate or something."

I bite my lip out of nervousness. I never talked to him about my sexuality. He doesn't know I'm gay, and he probably never even thought I ever was. He probably thinks Nate and I are just best friends. I don't really "act gay" so no one else probably knows aside from the people I've told.

"It's nobody you'd know," I told him. "And besides, I have a life outside of school y'know."

"Yeah I know. Hey listen, I don't wanna' crowd your line so I'll hang up. Just promise me you'd introduce me to you girlfriend sometime, okay?"

"Well...alright. Bye."

"Later."

I hit the END button and sunk down onto my bed. I rested my forehead in my paws and let out a big sigh. I wonder how he'd react if I told him Nate and I are gay. At worst, he'll flip out and send a mass E-Mail to everyone at school about us and we'd become the school fags. I'd defiantly lose my reputation and Nate will probably try to kill himself again. I love Nate, and I didn't want anything bad to happen to him. I pulled those thoughts from my head and replaced them with more optimistic ones. There's always a chance he'll be okay with it, who knows, he might be supportive of us. Still though, I'd rather not risk anything as of right now.

I waited a few more minutes for Nate to call me. I finally decided to call him. I dialed his number, and anxiously waited for someone to pick up. After a few rings, someone picked up.

"Hello?" It was Nate's mom that picked up. Like Nate, she's also a bit heavy, but unlike him, her fur has the normal skunk colors of black and white and has white hair.

"Hey Mrs. Ponari," I responded

"Oh hello Ethan. What do I owe the pleasure?"

"I was just wondering if Nate made it home. He didn't call me, so I was worried,"

"Yeah, he's fine. He had to clean his room and do the dishes, so he never got a chance. We actually just got done eating dinner."

"Oh, okay. Well, can I talk to him?"

"He isn't here actually. As soon as he got done eating, he told me he was going up to your house,"

My heart skipped a beat as my face lit up.

"He is?"

"Yeah, I guess he was going to surprise you. Heheh, oops,"

"Don't worry, I'll act surprised when he gets here,"

"Oh really? Great. You know, I'm so glad the two of you are such close friends. Nate's really lucky to have a friend like you. I bet if there was a way two best friends could get closer the two of you could find it. Anyway I better get off, goodbye Ethan,"

"Bye,"

I shut off my cell phone and slipped it into my pocket. I like Nate's mom, she's so sweet , just like Nate. I headed downstairs into the living room. My mom was in the kitchen at the time. Garbed in a white and red checkerboard apron, she stood in front of the stove as the smell of chicken cooking with BBQ sauce spewed into the room as she removed a glass dish from the oven. My mom made some barbecued chicken and rice for dinner tonight. She turned her head towards me when she heard me come down.

"Hey Ethan, there you are. I almost got dinner ready,"

"I can tell. Smells great!"

"Thanks. If you would, set the table and go wash your paws while I get the rice out of the cooker, sweetie,"

"'Kay mom,"

I walked over and took out a couple plates from the cabinet and some silverware from the drawer and sat them on the dining room table. Afterwards, I went into the bathroom and washed my paws. That's when I heard the doorbell ring. Not taking the time to use a towel, I dried my paws on my shirt and excitedly ran to the front door. I swung open the door, and there was Nate standing there on the porch.

He jumped a bit when I opened the door; I guess he wasn't expecting me to answer so soon. Recovering from the surprise, he smiled at me and gave me a shy little wave.

"H-Hey Ethan," he said in a shy, soft tone.

I gave him a smile. "Hey Nate,"

"You scared the crap outta' me y'know,"

"Heheh, sorry dude,"

He looked down at my shirt. He must have noticed the wet spots on it.

"What happened? Did you get into a fight with a garden hose?"

I chuckled. "Just a sink,"

He and I smiled at each other, and then embraced each other in a tight hug. Nate's chubby body felt so soft and plush in my arms. I stroked his back with my paw and nuzzled his head with the bottom of my muzzle. I was so happy to see him, even though it hadn't been that long since we last saw each other. I guess it's because I love him so much. The two of us released each other, and I escorted him inside, holding his paw.

"Who was at the door Ethan?" asked my mom from the kitchen

"It's Nate, mom,"

Mom walked into the living room from the kitchen. She gave him a little smile and shook his paw.

"It's nice to finally get to me you Nate,"

"Likewise Mrs. West,"

"Oh don't be so damn proper, call me Barbra, or Barb, just don't call me Barbie,"

"Heheh, alright Barb,"

"So, you hungry? We were just about to dive into dinner,"

"No thanks, I ate not too long ago. I don't need to eat anything else. I'm fat enough as it is,"

I frowned a bit. I hate it when Nate calls himself fat. He's not fat, he's just chubby. He's barely 230 pounds for Christ's sake, and some of that has to be muscle weight from soccer (he has some buff legs).

"Well alright then," my mom continued "You can sit in the living room and watch TV if you want. Ethan, I know I don't usually let you eat in the living room, but I think I'll let you today so you can be with your little boyfriend,"

He and I blushed.

"B-Boyfriend? I-I-I know we're close and all but I don't know about th-that..." stuttered Nate nervously.

"Oh don't worry Nate, you don't have to hide in the closet from me. I already know that you and Ethan have the hots for each other, and I'm perfectly fine with it..."

Nate turned to me and gave me a weird look from the corner of his eye. The expression looked like he wanted to say 'you mean you actually told her?' I just flashed him a sheepish smile in response.

"...And Ethan, if you get any barbecue sauce on the carpet, the cleaning bill is coming out of your allowance," stated my mom in a serious tone.

Nate and I sat down on the couch as my mom sat up a fold-up table next to my place. I let Nate pick out something for us to watch on TV, and we both settled down on the couch. I noticed that Nate was sitting a couple feet away from me on the couch. I smiled at him and made a "come here" motion with my head. He was a little shy at first, but he scooted close enough to me to where I could put my arm around him. He's never been in a relationship before, same-sex or otherwise, so he was probably a little nervous. I had a few dates back when I thought I liked girls so at least I had some experience. My mom later came by and sat a plate full of chicken strips, rice and some store bought rolls on the coffee table. Before heading back into the kitchen, she dimmed the living room lights and giggled, most likely meant as a joke. I just rolled my eyes.

"I'm glad you came over Nate," I said after swallowing some chicken

"Yeah, me too..." he said, bashfully bowing his head a bit

"Y'know...sitting together like this, it's kind of romantic. Don't you think so?"

"Yeah, I guess..." Nate paused "...so, your mom knows?"

"Yeah well...when I first starting thinking that I was gay, it really bothered me. My mom noticed something was up, and she asked me to tell her what was wrong. I was a little reluctant at first, but...I knew she'd know if I was lying, it's like she smells lies, so I told her that I thought I was gay. She got a little upset, but she told me that she'd love me no matter what and would support me. I guess I'm pretty lucky in that aspect..." I shook my head. I'm making the mood really angsty. I'm probably bumming Nate out as well. "Let's change the subject, this is getting kind of depressing,"

"Yeah..."

There was a somewhat awkward silence before Nate started again.

"So uh...Ethan..."

"Yeah?"

"Mind if I ask you a question?"

"Not at all, go right ahead,"

"...Uhh...are we a couple?"

"Hmm, good question..." I thought for a bit "...not really. I mean, not of us actually asked each other out, we just made out..."

"I see,"

"...Well...do you want us to be a couple?"

"H-Huh?" said Nate, sort of surprised.

"It's not a difficult question, do you want to go out with me? I mean, we're both single, we're both gay, and we both love each other, right?"

He nodded a bit.

"So, it seems perfect. Of course, if you don't want to I understand. I'm not going to force you to go out with me. I just..."

I took a deep breath and turned my body towards him.

"I really like you...and I want to spend as much time as I can with you. I love you, and I want to show how much I love you... But, if you're uncomfortable with the idea of dating me...I'll try to find some other way to express my love to you. Will you at least think about it?"

Nate looked at me with sad eyes. He then took my arm off his shoulder and shrank away from me. I frowned and looked away from him.

"I guess...that's a no then?"

"N-N-No i-it's not that...it's..." he let out a deep sigh "I'm just...I'm worried is all,"

"I understand that, I mean a lot of people view homosexuality negatively so-"

"It's not that,"

"Then what is it...?"

"Well...you and I have been best friends for a long time and...I love being your best friend, and I'm worried that if, you know, it doesn't work out between us...we'd stop liking each other. I love you too, a-a lot, b-but...I don't want to lose my best friend,"

"Is that all? C'mon, that's not going to happen,"

"It did between your parents,"

"Forget what happened between my parents alright!" I spat.

Nate seemed a little surprised that I raised my voice at him. I was a little surprised too. It wasn't too long ago that my parents divorced, and hearing about it makes me a little mad. Still, it's no excuse to yell at him though.

"...Look, my parents divorced because my dad became a self centered, abusive jackass. That's not going to happen to me, I'm a better person than him. I'm sorry I yelled, but hearing about my parents' divorce makes me upset. I promise, nothing bad's gunna' happen between you and me. I'm not gunna' force you but..."

I cradled his face in my paws "...will you at least think about it? Please?"

He looked up at me with his big blue eyes and stayed quiet. My paws quivered as I hung on his silence, and waited for some sort of response. I haven't felt this anxious since I waited for the results of my End of Course test last year. After a few seconds, which felt like hours, Nate let out a sigh and gave me a little grin.

"...Errr...sure...I guess,"

It felt like my heart skipped a beat as my face lit up. "Really?!"

"Y-Yeah," he nodded.

I leapt towards him and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. He fell backwards with his paws behind his head, and I landed on top of him with his gut cushioning my fall. I stroked his face with my muzzle and then assaulted his face with Eskimo kisses. My butt was in the air with my tail wagging like crazy.

"I take it you're happy Eth," Nate chuckled

"Of course I'm happy~!" I giggled excitedly, staring down at his face "You're my boyfriend now! This has to be the happiest day of my life!"

I held Nate closely in my arms as I laid on him, my head nestled on his chest. Nate put his arms around me and gave me a small smile. I felt myself drift away onto Cloud Nine, lulled by the rhythmic beating of his heart. He felt so warm, and I felt so happy.

Nate took his paw and stroked my head. I loved the sensation of his fingers combing through my hair and his paw-pads rubbing against my scalp. It felt so calming and so tantalizing all at the same time. He then got close and whispered into my ear.

"It's the happiest day of my life too Eth..."

I looked back down towards him. There were tears rolling down the side of his face. I could tell by the warm sparkle in his eyes and the smile on his face that they were tears of joy. I could help but smile; he looked so adorable. He and I just looked into each other's eyes for a while. Without even thinking about it, I slid my paws up his arms and firmly locked my fingers around his. Then, almost magnetically, I felt my lips get drawn to his. I tilted my head, and connected our lips together into a long, passionate kiss.

In that moment, if felt like the world around us just stopped and disappeared. As long as our lips were connected, it felt as though we were the only beings left on this planet. It felt so good. Who would have thought that something as so simple as a kiss could make a person so happy?

After a while, we both let out a content sigh and pulled our faces back apart. Tightening my grip on his paws a bit, I leaned down and told him in a very low, affectionate voice...

"I love you,"

"D'awwww~!" I heard from the kitchen. I turned my head and saw my mom waving from the kitchen. I just sneered at her. "Ethan, who would have thought you'd be such a Romeo, or in this case Homeo, teehee~!"

Getting fed up with my mother's teasing, I did something that no child should ever do to their mother--I flipped her off.

After eating (and getting an earful from my mom) Nate and I headed up to my bedroom. He and I more or less spent the last few hours of daylight playing videogames, chatting and cuddling. Within a few hours, it was time for us to go to bed. Since it was a teacher workday tomorrow, Nate and I decided we'd stay up late.

As soon as I made sure my mom was asleep (made obvious by loud snoring that would make a bear sound like a church mouse), I snuck down to the kitchen and took a carton of cookie dough ice cream from the freezer, a couple of spoons, and a few cans of peach soda and creeped back up to my bedroom. Despite Nate's phobia of getting fatter, I knew he'd never turn down cookie dough ice cream or peach soda--and he didn't. He and I sat on my bed, feeding each other spoonfuls of ice cream, and watched a That 70's Show marathon that was on Nick-at-Night. He and I love that show.

"This is really great Ethan," Nate said with a muzzle full of ice cream "Just you and me and a tub of Briar's. This turned out to be a really good day,"

"Yeah. First we made out in the locker room, then we became boyfriends, and now we're stuffing our faces with ice cream while Kelso gets in over his head with Jackie,"

"He's such a nincompoop,"

"What do you expect from a guy would thinks with the head between his legs rather than the one on his shoulders? There's no grey-matter in a foreskin,"

Nate laughed.

"Yeah. I'm glad you're not like that Ethan," Nate scooted over to me and snuggled close. "Personally, I'd rather have someone who just wanted to hug and snuggle me all the time rather than someone who just wanted to have sex with me all the time. I don't want to be used like that,"

I wrapped my arm around him, pulled him closer, and rested my muzzle on the top of his head.

"You don't have to worry about that," I told him in his ear "I'll wait until you're ready, and even if you decide you don't want to have sex, I wouldn't care. All that I care about is you,"

Nate and I stayed in each arms for a while, but eventually, the two of us felt tired. I changed into my pajama pants while Nate just stripped down to his bright yellow SpongeBob boxers. I had to admit, he looked pretty sexy in them. He and I crawled back onto my bed and I covered us up with the silky sheets and the warm, felt bed spread. We snuggled close enough to where our noses touched.

"Hey Nate..." I whispered getting kind of sleepy.

"Yeah...?"

"Since we don't have school tomorrow, you wanna' go somewhere?"

"On a date?"

"Yeah."

Nate thought quietly for a second, then responded.

"I don't know...wouldn't people know we're gay?"

"Well I'm not saying we have to go to some big romantic restaurant or the tunnel of love or anything. We could just get some ice cream or pizza and eat it in the back of my car,"

"How's about a movie?"

"Sure. You wanna' go see a romance?"

"No way, let's go see something that'll scare the piss out of me~!"

"Alright, sounds good. I'll see what's playing in the morning..." I let out a yawn and pulled some more cover over my exposed hide. "Good night, Nate."

"Good night Ethan,"

He and I shared a good night kiss and then drifted off into a deep, peaceful slumber.

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I groan as I regained my consciousness the following morning. I didn't want to get up at first, I was tired and grumpy and just wanted to sleep some more. But then I remember Nate and I were going to have our first date today. That got me awake and lively.

I sat up and stretched out my arms. The sun was peeking through the venetian blinds that covered my window, and birds were singing their morrow tunes. It looked like today would be a beautiful day. I then turned and looked down at Nate. He was still sound asleep. His light blonde hair was matted and messy, his mouth was half open secreting drool, and he'd let out a gurgle every time he'd exhale. This was the first time he'd ever spent the night with me because of that man I used to call daddy, so I'm not used to his morning quirks.

That was then when I thought about something my dad said to me before he started drinking and shooting up and became the douche bag he now is. He told me that before I even thought about marrying or getting to serious with a girl, I had to stop and think about whether I could deal with their morning forms every day. Could I get used to their hair being all over the place? Could I get used to seeing them without their makeup? And could I get used to their morning breathe? If I couldn't, then I had no business with them. That was probably the best advice he ever gave me.

Nate doesn't wear makeup so I don't have to worry about that. I looked at his hair. I actually thought it looked kind of cute messy. So then I got close to his face, and breathed his morning breathe in as deeply as I could. It made me gag a little, but I still have smelt a lot worse (my mom's).

I sat up and thought to myself. Could I live seeing and smelling this everyday? I looked over to Nate again and thought how much he meant to me and how happy we make each other. I thought for a bit, and then I said out loud...

"Yes."

~End