Another night, the young skunk sat, placed on his stoop waiting for others that wanted shoe shines. As he sat, staring at the fountain and the animals walking about, he sighed a lonely sigh. A poor homeless skunk that just wanted someone to be there.
As he was closing up one night, a voice came through the wind like a howl, asking for a quick shine. As Kicks turned around he noticed something that his eyes couldn't believe. It was K.K. Slider. "I'm sorry, I'm done for the night please come back later." said the astonished skunk. "Please just real quick, I've got a gig in like 10 minutes, and my new shoes for my outfit are scuffed." pleaded the canine. "Alright, real quick." sighed the young skunk. As he front flipped off of the stoop and K.K. took his place, he pulled out his shining towel. "I'm surprised someone as famous as you would come to me." the skunk stated as he shined the shoes. "I have heard from many that you are a master, I had to see for myself." kindly said K.K. "Well...thank you sir." said the skunk shyly. K.K. looked down, seeing the light reflect off his shoes and seeing Kicks in them. "They never told me how cute you looked though." K.K. said with a smile. Kicks couldn't think of any words to say, he just blushed as he gave K.K. his best polishing and shining that he had ever gave.
"You know, my gigs not far, how would you like to come with me?" Asked K.K., still smiling bright. "Is he asking me out?" thought the young skunk as his blush grew brighter. "I...I don't know, wouldn't it give you a bad image to be seen with me?" "Nonsense! You look fine!" said K.K., defending Kicks from his self. "Just come with me, you will have a great time!" "O...okay" said the young skunk boy almost done with the shine. "Th...There you go sir." "How much do I owe you?" pondered K.K. "It's fine sir, It's on the house." K.K. Stood up giving him double what Kicks charges, and grabbed him by the paw. Smiling, K.K. Said "Come on, Let's go."
A few hours later at The Roost, there sat K.K., performing K.K. Love Song under the bright light of the stage, Kicks just sat there, drinking his coffee and looking directly at K.K., a smile slowly starting to form. "Could it be, that he's singing this to me?" wondered the skunk, his ears receiving every beautiful tone that K.K. let off. As K.K. finished the song he stated that there was a special guest in the house, and that the title of the next song is what he felt for the special guest. The song was entitled "Lucky K.K." Kicks soon realized what the song was and looked deeply into K.K.'s eyes, with K.K. staring right back at him with a smile. To Kicks it looked like hearts were flying everywhere, around K.K. Every note felt like an eternity that Kicks enjoyed. After K.K. finished his melody that secretly was about Kicks, he thanked everyone for coming out and said that he would be at the same place at the same time, next Saturday.
after everyone left, and it was just Kicks, K.K., and Brewster, Kicks stood up from his seat and walked up to the stage, complimenting K.K. on what a beautiful voice he had. "Thank you" K.K. Gratiously said, accepting the love. "So...was that last song...were you thinking about me?" asked Kicks with an obvious blush taking over his black and white face. "Why, yes it was Skunky Boy" said K.K. Trying to hold his blush back. "Bu...but we just met each other this same night." said Kicks with a brighter blush appearing. K.K., hopping off the stage whispered in Kicks' ear "Ever heard of "Love at first sight?"" "Y...yes" Kicks agreed quietly. K.K. Smiled as he thanked Brewster for letting him preform again. "That's okay, everyone loves you K.K., anyone would be lucky to call the wandering K.K. Slider their own" Kicks just blushed more as K.K. released a slight chuckle. "Night Brewster" "Night K.K." K.K. then turned to Kicks offering to walk him home. With a quick, gentle grab of Kick's paw, they were off. "I had a real good time tonight K.K, thanks for having me" again said the skunk shyly. "Did you have a good time" the canine asked as he smiled at the skunk. "Y...yeah... c...can I come next week too?" asked the skunk quizically "Next week? I was thinking of giving you your own personal show in front of your stoop, just for you, and you alone." stated K.K. "B...but I...I'm very busy w...with work...and...and" sensing the skunks shyness K.K. said comfortingly "Remember what Brewster said to me back at the cafe?" "Y...Yes" "Well, I believe that to be quite the opposite, I believe he really should've said "Kicks" , instead of "K.K." The young skunk just looked away, his face as red as a tomato at this point. "W...Well, we're here...Th-" before the skunk could finish his sentence K.K. gave the skunk a quick, and tender kiss, letting the passion flow through both of them. Kicks slowly closed his eyes, imagining K.K. holding him, singing to him the most beautiful rhapsodies, and promising never to stop loving him. As K.K. broke the kiss he asked "See you tomorrow?" all the skunk could do was smile, blushingly and nod. "Night, sweet skunk" K.K. said, finally letting out his blush. "Good night my beautiful K.K." stated the skunk with the most love in his tone he thought was ever possible.