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Roommates and Blind Dating

By: Ginsenshi

Edited by: Hammerfist

Chapter 1: A Night Out

"Page loading...10%..." the sound of a screen reader's voice spoke as a silvered haired boy sat bored out of his mind, ears against his head, wearing jeans and a black tee shirt with the image of the ThunderCats team on the front. "Page loading 40%...'' the voice continued. "Damn it! Load already!" the 23 year old shouted at the desktop.

From out in the hall came the sound of a door closing. "Hey Kouji are you coming or what?" The voice was from Kouji's best friend.

"Waiting for the page to load so I can find the address," Kouji replied.

Kouji stands about 5'4 in height, with silver hair to his shoulders, always tied in ponytail. Usually wears shirts of black or grey, and blue jeans. Under the clothes, Kouji is average, with not much muscle. Going farther down, his cock is about 5" in length and about 2" wide.

Light footsteps came towards Kouji's computer desk. Here he sat, his head in his hands, eyes staring at nothing.

"100%... page loaded, Complete!" the voice of the screen reader said. "Edit field, type in text."

Kouji, hitting the keystroke of Caps Lock Plus Space, "Focus mode..." typed in the name of the nearest gay bar and, finding the answer, copied the address and then entered it into Mobile Geo on his old, but reliable HTC s743. "Got it, Shuichi!" Kouji said, as the head of a German shepherd dog popped up, looking at his partner for the answer to all the noise from that direction. The dog, Kuro, is a black and tan German shepherd dog standing about 23" at the shoulder and weighing a good 75 pounds.

"Good, can we go now?" Shuichi said, standing there looking not too happy. Shuichi stands about 6 feet tall, with red hair with black tips and lupine ears. His tail is also red in color with a black and white tip. Shuichi wears a black, long-sleeve polo and black jeans. Under his clothes, Shuichi is built well with muscle from working out. Going farther down, his cock is about 8 inches long and is about 3 inches around.

"Let me get Kuro harnessed up and then we can go." Kuro stood, his tongue hanging out a little. "Kuro, harness on." Kuro stands, waiting for Kouji to place the harness over his head, buckle the belly strap in place, and grip the handle giving the 'Forward' command. Kuro went right to the door and switched to the other side as Kouji opened the door and headed to the waiting sports car.

*** Later at the Bar ***

*A big doggie sigh of boredom* came from Kuro, who's lying down on the floor against the bar stools.

The music began to slow and calm down as Kouji came back to the bar top and found Kuro sitting up, his tail wagging. Kouji places a hand on Kuro's head, rubbing his ears.

Kouji turned around a drink in his hand, sighing as he reached into his pocket, pulling out his vibrating mobile phone. "Hello?" Kouji spoke into the phone.

"Okay I've lost you, Kouj," came Shuichi's voice from the ear piece. "If you look at the bar area, you'll see a large black and tan GSD," Kouji replied.

"Oh shut up, I see you now," Shuichi replies in turn, now walking up to Kouji, putting his hand on one of Kouji's shoulders. "Okay, remove the hand now, or I can break it for you," Kouji said in a playful tone, placing his own hand on Shuichi's.

From on the other side of the bar top came the deep, bear tone voice of the night's bartender. "What will it be tonight boys?" he asked as he came closer to the two. Kouji turned to the sound of the deep voice of one of the friendlier guys in the place. "What's tonight's special?" Kouji asked, his hand still in Shuichi's, Kuro's leash now hanging off the other arm.

"As usual Mr. Ginsenshi, you're so picky. I have your usual in place for you," replied the bartender. "Knew you would," Kouji replied. "So, have you gotten your date for that surgery you were planning?" came a voice from behind both Kouji and Shuichi. Standing there was a tall guy in a long leather trench coat, blond hair to his shoulders, with a silver earing in the left ear. Hiro stands about 5'6", usually wearing bikers' leather. With black and white fur, his ears stand atop his head like a wolf, his eyes blue in color.

"Actually, I did and had it done two weeks ago," Kouji replied to the tall guy. "You know Hiro, you really should call more," Kouji said.

"Yeah I know I should," Hiro replied, his hand now on Kouji's hip, moving closer whispering sweetly into Kouji's ear. "You know, you can come over and have some fun with me right?"

"It could be fun, maybe I'll take you up on that offer," Kouji answered, his hand on Hiro's, a slight blush on his cheeks.

"You know Kouji, if you have plans now..." came Shuichi's voice, "he may not like having to share the bed with Kuro," Shuichi finished, now behind Kouji protectively. "What the hell, how can he be soo..." Shuichi thought as he stood behind Kouji. "So maybe you should get lost Hiro," Shuichi said aloud.

"Why you..." Hiro's fist comes flying at Shuichi's face, connecting hard with his face. His right cheek took the full force, knocking him backwards onto the ground. Hiro continued to go after Shuichi, giving him a good kick in the side. "You stay out of my business. He isn't interested in you," Hiro said, spitting on Shuichi, the spit landing on the bridge of his nose.

With all this going on, Kuro stood, growling at Hiro his hackles raised. A somewhat confused look on Kouji's face, he inquired, "What the ...? Hiro...?"

Now turning to Kouji, Hiro continues his attack, knocking Kouji to the ground and giving him a few kicks to the side; his last kick stopped as Shuichi grasped his leg and, flipping him over, kneeled over Hiro, his fist raised to strike.

"How dare you, you sick fuck. Leave! him! ALONE!" Shuichi's fist now connects with Hiro's face, knocking him out.

Now standing, his face marred with cuts from Hiro's attacks, hot blood oozing from his torn flesh, Shuichi staggered toward Kouji. His left eye was swollen and beginning to blacken and he lost strength, falling and wrapping his arms around his friend's neck. "You alright Kouj?" Shuichi spoke softly, barely able to get the words out.

"Yes, I think so Shuichi, sore as hell in the ribs," Kouji replied as he looked up towards Shuichi, eyes halfway closed from the pain. His hand was on his ribs, his own cuts and bruises making themselves known as the both of them lay there, passing out from the pain.