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Chapter Two, What to do About you-

' Dear self, I don't know whats in store, or why, but what I do know is- sometimes,life sucks The humming for the the northern and west wall freezers, all holding beverages was the only sound which drifted through the room at the moment. Jason' heart seemed to collapse in his throat, seeping back into his rib cage.

"It's dark out," The male murmured, brushing his paw's digits shuffle through his thick golden hair that swayed to the side soon carelessly tucked under a beanie cap. Walking steadily on the ground, Jason locked up the store after turning all the lights out,the moon shimmering off the clear glass off the windows, the only light now on the dim sidewalk.

Clearest night, moon's gazing glow, highlighting the dew drops from the snow, now melted on the walk. Jason's high top sneakers like sandpaper dragging across the cement Once more, Jason dangled the large set headphones over his ears to start the pin of music to play. While the music played, walking seemed to go faster, soon, the young mutt came to the door of his second floor apartment. His jingling keys played a soulless tone as the rigid length of the brass key slipped through the keyhole jerking it till the lock jigged undone and jousting the door open from it's previous closed format. A sigh lingered off the male's lips as he closed the door behind him and tugged off his shirt with an easy strip from his back.

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Across town, the tall dark stranger had arrived to a hotel, a cigarette floating in mid stream of his slim lips. The flip of his lighter snitching a flick with a bit of flame at the end as gas hissed out while the bud of his cig burned as he entered to a dark room. Dean flopped over onto the bed top, finding his guitar in the corner near the bedside cupboards.

"Another lonely night," Dean puffed his fag leaning his head against the pillow top, closing his eyes for a good nights rest, "Can't get that store clerk off my mind, who was he, what was his name," A powerful grumble in the center of his gut rolled out in anger and lashed as the grinding sound echoed the room. "Damn I'm hungry- Theres no food either," Dean reached his arm into the plastic bag he'd brought from the store and pulled out a can of beer, snapping the top with one hand easily and taking a few sips at the top. After a couple of sips, Dean dug out the jerky and ripped a strip off the top to open the bag, then pulled a piece out and chewed on it lightly with his sharp k9s. Finally the night took over, finally growing dark and deep into the swing of midnight.

He flipped on the borrowed tv from the bed and nodded off into the bliss of sleep. Sadly, his sweet dreams that danced in his head didn't want to stay and play with his nerves, and the man awoke to the caressing of a peach palm against his scruffy chin. Dean's eyes wandered across the ceiling and rolled off to be met with the most unreal violet eyes.

"How many times do I have to tell you not to sneak in here, it's rude and I may have a girl here," Dean growled, his sense of humor flat, harsh, cold, even very hard to tell whether serious or not.

The girl grew a pouting lip and sighed snuggling her cheek into Dean's shoulder, "Dean why are you so mean to me?"

"Cause you're annoying in the morning-Raera, why are you here anyway?" Dean sharply snapped coldly while sitting up, the blankets unmasking the white T-shirt he'd gone to bed in still covering his torso neatly.

She watched as he sat up from bed and left the covers ruffled in a mess from his nights shuffling. "You were having nightmares again, weren't you.." Raeray slipped her fingers over the sweat stain the laid in cased on the pillow's top covering.

"Don't change the subject, why are you here?" Growing impatient Dean pulled off the shirt and yanked on a button up black shirt, then pulled ripped jeans over his boxers, leaving the button and zipper undone.

"I heard you tossing and turning in bed- it was worried so I came to comfort you," Her voice seeped into the male husky's thick triangle ears as he shuddered at the thought of someone knowing his weakness in the night.

"Shut up.."

Dean clamped the cord to his guitar and nodded to the bass player, the drummer ticked his drum sticks together as to keep the beat. As the drums were played, hit with the ends of the sticks laid in the player's hands. Raeray took hold of the stand and mic, centered in the front of the three other instruments just as the moment of vocal cords came into play.

"I need your love- once more---again, I can't stand without you, call-me-anytime~---I need your love- for more than for-ever," The song hummed through the recording room, the red light above the door, a signal that the sound was live. One lost cord slashed the whole song tripping up the rest of the band. "Damnit Moody, you're not all here today, thats the fourth chord you've missed!" The drummer in the back yelled angrily at the bass guitar, who always tried to over step the guitar man, Dean.

"I can't help it you have me as backup when its obvious that I need to be the lead guitar player!" The skinny beagle punk said, playing his fingers across the frets attached accordingly to the neck of his bass guitar.

"Cocky son of a bitch," growled Nanu, the bulldog drummer who held a quick grip around his drum sticks, slapping them against the double set of drums in front of him. "Say something Dean!" the bulldog continued.

"Both of you stop fighting Moody, you're our bass and you have to support Dean as out guitar player. If you can't handle that then leave," Slice, the knife of authority cut through the thick heat of aggression. Raera held herself in perfect pose, one hand on her hip and the other on the mic stand's neck all while her torso was turned to the point where she could look directly to her band. Moody grunted irritated then laughed throwing his bass to the side, it making a clunking sound as it hit the wall and an echoing voice of the strings screaming in pain.

"I'm done for today," Moody snuffed and left the recording room, the alarm going off as a warning that the recording was still setting. The whole band sighed and rolled their eyes as Raera pressed her lips close to the mic. "Can we try this again tomorrow?" End Chapter two~