This fic is Sabrina's doing, once again.

So two days ago, I had just about the best dream ever, and I explained how it went to her, and she told me I should write a fic about it, and so here it is!

I have no idea how many chapters this is going to have, but the story has just begun, so I have a feeling it will probably have more than 5 or 6.

Hope you guys like it! And feel free to chuck some reviews my way!

"He's perfect."

Leaning over to get a better look, I eyed the brown-furred dog with wide eyes. It was really cute, with pointed ears and brown eyes. He looked back at me, and its ears perked back. Standing up, the huge dog walked over to my outreached hand, sniffing it before reaching out a kind of fuzzy tongue to lick at it gently.

Laughing softly, I looked up to my dad. "Can we get him?"

My dad, a slightly hefty man in his 40's frowned down at the german shepherd. He was never a fan of big dogs, and I knew that, but this dog was everything I wanted. "Are you sure you don't want to look around a bit, Sam? There are some other dogs here too."

I glanced back to the dog once more, petting his head gently before standing up. "Sure am," I stated with a grin, walking away, hearing my dad saying something along the lines of "what to do with that boy."

As dad bought the dog, his eyes widening at the high price and nearly wincing as he wrote the check, I looked through the shelves of the store, deciding what dog food would be the best to buy for my new dog. My old dog, a German shepherd just like this new one, had died of diabetes. She had eventually gotten so thin that we had to put her down. I locked myself in my room for two days after that, only leaving to go to the bathroom and eat.

Something shuffled and rubbed against my leg, and I gasped and pointed my eyes down to see the dog, attached to a leash and looking up at me. I smiled and rubbed at its head. "Hey big guy," I said kneeling down next to him.

My dad, who was holding the leash, handed it over. "So did you think of a name yet?" he asked while I rubbed behind the dog's ears, earning a huge lick in the face.

Letting out a disgusted noise and rubbing my face with the sleeve of my hoodie, I shrugged. I looked at the dog's eyes again, deep in thought. All of a sudden, something just clicked in my mind, and I knew the perfect name.

"Jared," I said finally, still patting at his head. "His name should be Jared."

"You sure buddy?" my dad asked hesitantly. "It doesn't seem like a dog name, really."

I chuckled before standing up again. "Yeah, Jared is good. It's perfect actually."

After we bought the dog food, I led Jared out by the leash to the car. Getting into the car with no trouble, he stuck his head out the window immediately, wagging his tail and panting. I laughed and sat next to him, giving the dog plenty of room to wander, but as soon as I had my seat belt on, he was laying across my lap, demanding a belly rub.

"That dog sure seems to have taken a liking to you, hasn't he?" My dad questioned from the driver's seat, looking back at me and laughing.

I shrugged and said "I guess so," before giving in and rubbing at Jared's belly, making him wiggle and stick his tongue out.

"I think I can handle having this dog here," he said as he turned into our driveway. Jared perked his ears up and looked at me. I opened the door and he jumped out to run around in the yard.

"I'd better go up and start my homework," I said to my dad, and he nodded his head.

"Be down for dinner."

"I will." I ran up to my room and plopped down on my bed, grabbing my backpack. Running my hand through my hair and grabbing my calculator, I started to do the first math problem in the assignment.

Out of nowhere, I felt the bed dent in and gasped as Jared jumped onto me, knocking my papers over, spilling them onto the floor.

"Damn it Jared!" I yelled, more amused than angry. The dog just looked up and licked my face. I laughed and jumped on him, knowing I wouldn't really hurt him because of how big he was. He rolled us over, and we both fell off of the bed with a huff.

I lay there a second laughing silently before Jared's face was right above mine, worry apparent on his furry face.

Are you okay?

I gasped. Where had that come from? Jared couldn't have- I looked around, but there was nobody around to have said that.

The big dog stepped off of me and sat down beside me, tilting his head to the side.

Narrowing my eyes for a second and sitting up, I looked the dog over again. Deciding I had just gone crazy for a second, I patted his head and said "I'm fine boy."

Don't call me boy.

My eyes widened at that comment. "What did you say?"

I said don't call me boy.

Gasping and standing up, I backed up into the wall as Jared simply sat there, his brown eyes piercing mine. He stood up, stretching his back legs. Grabbing the blanket off of my bed between his teeth, he ran into my closet, dragging it on the ground behind him. I was still standing there paralyzed with fear. What the hell is going on?

You'll see. I flinched at the same voice I had heard before. Still standing there like an idiot, I watched as a form stepped out of the closet, their face pointed down. Trying to somehow bury myself into the wall, I watched, horrified as the face looked up.

I gasped. Looking at me with the same colored eyes as Jared's was the most gorgeous boy I had ever seen. Long hair framed his perfectly angled face and slightly large nose. He smiled slightly at the noise and stepped forward, his hand holding the blanket around- around his naked body. Nearly fainting, I watched him walk towards me. He was incredibly tall, but not quite intimidating.

"D-Da-" I started to say out loud, before there was a hand covering my mouth, and his face was right in front of mine. Holy shit, what is going on?

Staying in this pose to reassure himself that I wouldn't make any noise, he looked over my face. My hair was smashed against the wall, and my green eyes were opened wide, terrified but also confused. If he wanted to hurt me, why didn't he already?

"Because I don't want to hurt you," the huge boy said out loud, and I almost fell over. His voice was deep and soft and sounded like it could melt butter. I was certainly melting behind his hand, which was radiating warmth on my face. "Hi," he said, taking his hand off of my face finally. "My name's Jared."

I fainted.