The definition of an animal: physical, sensual, or carnal in nature.

It was simple, but the personal connection caught Terra's eye. He stared blankly at the dictionary page he just so happened to spot in his search for the word aesthetic. Why Ventus wanted him to look it up he would never know.

More than one definition was laid out under the title in bold print. One defined the plain word in one way (the obvious one); another definition would state something else.

"Carnal in nature…" Terra murmured the meaning that stood out to him. He huffed through his nose and snapped the book shut completely forgetting why he had even needed to pick the dictionary up in the first place.

Shaking his head he sat on his bed causing a few protestant squeaks to pop from his mattress frame. Terra sighed, his picture probably belonged in the margin classification of the dictionary he had just gracefully threw at his table and missed.

Based on how the months were passing by, Terra knew he was turning into an animal.

Aqua's scent made his blood hot, her very presence made his mouth water, he could track her very essence from a continent away, and there was something…else; something that he couldn't quite describe. It wasn't a violent urge, but it wasn't a gentle feeling either.

He recalled them both being in the kitchen at once only days ago. She sat her pretty little self on the counter, and lapped her pink tongue at a spoon full of peanut butter…He shook his head again and rubbed his face. The pit of his groin grew hot hard. Terra might have done something inappropriate if Ventus hadn't of been there. Like always.

"I can't go on like this!" Terra panted.

You can't hold back, chain, or sedate an animal forever.

Authors Notes:

So, any predictions on were this might be heading? Reviews are like candy, spread the love and sugar sweetness. I'll write more. ;)

Uuuuhhhh, I'm soooo tired.