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Flashy is a green dog with some flashy markings.

Flashy is 16 years old, and wants to found someone, to share tenderness. He's walking on a street in a large city, and looks around.

• Hello! Who are you, new here? Flashy heard a voice behind him and quails a little. He saw an another dog, about 17 years old. His fur is orange, and makes Flashy think about hot flames. That flame-colored dog has a red mane going down of his head, even his back. He really seemed like a flame.

• Umm, I'm Flashy. And you? Flashy answered a bit shyly.

Orange-red dog nods and says:

• Alright, then. So, I was wondering, if you want to come to my house and just meet me. So, do you want to? And by the way, my name is Flame. Flame Leader.

• Well... I think yes, I'd love to, Flashy said and nodded. Flame's name fits greatly his look.

Flame smiled and nodded.

• Okay, let's go, then. Just follow me; I know these places like the back of my hand, Flame said to Flashy, and then those two dogs started walking to Flame's house.

~ At Flame's yard ~

• Here we are! So, let's get inside, the weather looks like it's starting to rain, Flame blurted and walks inside his house. Flashy followed him in, and sits on a couch.

• Oh wait, do you need something? Flame asks, and looks into the kitchen.

• I can bring some chocolate cookies, if you want.

Flashy smiled softly and says:

• Oh thanks, yes please.

Flame walked into the kitchen, and started searching the cookies from a cupboard. Flashy keeps smiling, but feels a bit weird. Flame was friendly and nice guy, but Flashy was still feeling weird. That wasn't like anguish or suspense, something other.

• There we go! Now I need a small plate. Flashy heard Flame's voice from the kitchen.

• Hey Flame, I saw a plate here, Flashy exclaimed. Flame's head appeared to the doorway of the kitchen. He looks around, and saw then a light blue, small plate, just lying on the table.

• Yes, there. I check it up; if it's dirty, I can't use it for the cookies, Flame chuckled and picks up the plate. He watched it a while, and said pleased:

• Okay, it's clean, thank you, Flashy! When Flashy heard that, he blushed for some reason. Flashy tries to hide that, but Flame saw it. Flashy winced and blushed harder.

• What's wrong? Your face is changed from green to red! Flame chuckled friendly and brings delicious looking chocolate cookies on a plate, and puts it on the table, in front of the couch where Flashy sat. Flashy's face keeps showing that red color, but Flame doesn't disapprove it.

• So, can you tell me, why is your face all red like a fresh apple? Flame asked, and his face was friendly and not too curious. Flashy stammered something, and Flashy didn't understand, what he was going to say.

• Well, I feel a little strange, but it's not like anguish or suspense. It's something other, Flashy said, and his voice sounded a little shy. Flashy sees a smile on Flame's face. Flame looks like he knew, what Flashy meant.

• I think I know, what are you feeling, Flame said gently. Flashy blushes again. When Flame saw it, he chuckled friendly again.

_- Yes, I know that feeling. It's a crush. _

Flashy smiles a little, and says:

• I think it is.

Flame smiled approvingly, and puts his hand on Flashy's head.

• Well, I can say, I like you, too. In that way, Flame said.

Flashy nods.

• I can say that, too. You're such a nice dog, he said and licks Flame's cheek. Flame chuckled, and they both were feeling the same. Flame sits on the couch, too, next to Flashy. Flashy lies down, and lets Flame lick his neck.

• Do you want to know something? Flashy asks.

Flame nods and says softly:

• Of course, tell me.

Then Flashy grabs Flame's ears and kisses him. Flashy's strange feeling was going down.

Flame didn't try to get off, he responded the kiss.

~ After that kiss ~

• Thank you, Flashy, you just are such an adorable dog, Flame said and hugs Flashy.

• I can say the same about you, Flashy answered, and he felt so warm and loved. Then they both ate cookies, and Flashy sat on Flame's lap.

Flame starts a conversation.

• Well, are you never being interested of females? Flame asked, and scrunches a cookie.

• Yes, but I still prefer males, Flashy said and lick Flame on his cheek.

• Oh, same feeling here! I think we are pretty similar, Flame said.

Flashy nods, and says that he agrees. Those two different-colored dogs seemed different, but I think they're more similar from the inside.

(The story continues at some day)