Ha, sorry, guys, I've been pretty busy and I've been hit with writer's block - well, just for "D", I guess because I've got ideas for the other letters of the alphabet. This was originally about the YYH group going to Disneyland (how cliche, right? Yeah, but it kinda worked (I'm keeping that just in case somebody wants to read it or I want to change it and make it a story all it's own)) and then it was about them being dogs and I was like "What the hell? That's terrible! Nobody's gonna like that!" so I scratched that, but I like the dog idea so I kinda kept it. Okay, enough babbling! On with the chapter - not matter how short or ridiculous it is!:D

"Urameshi, if I was a dog, what breed do you think I'd be?"

Yusuke turned to look at Kuwabara, giving him a look as if his big best friend were going crazy.

"Are you serious?" He quirked an eyebrow. "Are you seriously asking me that question?"

"Yes, I am seriously asking you that question."

"Are you high?" Yusuke leaned back into the park bench, not taking his eyes off Kuwabara. "Are you smoking the pot?"

"Jeez, you sound like my sister." He mumbled, resting his arms on the back of the bench. "I don't understand why you guys ask me that question all the time, y'know I'm against that stuff. No, but seriously – that question has been botherin' me for a while now. Just answer it."

"Truthfully?" Yusuke kept his eyebrow quirked.

"Truthfully." Kuwabara nodded.

"Hm . . . what kind of dog would you be?" Yusuke repeated the question softly, holding his chin in his hand as he thought. "This is kinda hard."

"Don't hurt yourself, Yusuke." Kurama said, appearing out of nowhere from behind the bench and leaning towards his friends.

"Gah!" Yusuke and Kuwabara exclaimed in unison. "Where did you come from?"

"Well, you see, I'm a fox demon named Yoko and –"

"We know that, smart ass." Yusuke mumbled as Kurama jumped over the bench and forced himself in between him and Kuwabara.

"I was just looking for you two." He smiled at them. "So, what's going on?"

"Well, Kuwabara just asked me what kind of breed would he be if he were a dog."

Kurama nodded at Yusuke then looked back at Kuwabara.

"Are you on drugs?" He asked, his voice calm and his head tilted slightly to the side.

Kuwabara let out a groan of frustration and balled his hands up into fists, punching himself on the thighs.

"I am not on drugs, you guys!" He said through gritted teeth. "I was bored one day and I got to thinking – c'mon, answer the question."

"Hey, where's Hiei?" Yusuke asked, changing the subject.

"Up here." Hiei said from his spot on a branch on the tree that towered over the three on the bench. "I've been here the whole time and to answer the idiot's question, a huge dog that thinks it's so much smaller than it actually is and drools all the time."

"Hey!" Kuwabara yelped, looking up to glare at Hiei. "Come down here and say that to my face!"

"Like a Rottweiler or a mastiff." Hiei said, matching Kuwabara's glare.

"Ha, ha!" Yusuke slapped his knees, sitting up. "That's it! He's a freakin' St Bernard!"

"I can see that." Kurama agreed, nodding and trying to hide a smile. "I can definitely see that."

"Shuddup, you guys!" Kuwabara whined, crossing his arms over his chest in a huff. "You guys suck, I'm not some drooling huge – puppy!"

Kuwabara stood as an St Bernard ran towards them, his tongue sticking out of his mouth and drool flying everywhere. He crouched down as the dog neared him, putting his paws on his chest and trying to lick his face. Kuwabara laughed, petting the dog.

"Hey, buddy. Aren't you cute?"

"I thought he only liked cats." Kurama wondered out loud, giving Yusuke a sideways glance.

Yusuke shrugged.

"I guess he likes dogs, too."

Kuwabara laughed as he continued to pet the dog, talking through pursed lips in a baby-like voice. Kurama, Hiei and Yusuke made faces at each other, the same equation in their head; Kuwabara + baby talk disgusting.

"You know what?" Yusuke asked, crossing his legs. "I wanna know what kinda dog I'd be. Thanks, Kuwabara, look what you started."

"Anytime, Urameshi!" Kuwabara answered, playing with the dog's floppy ears. "I think you'd be like a terrier – not like one of those tiny ones, but like Tramp from Lady and the Tramp, y'know?"

"Like a pit bull terrier?" Yusuke asked.

"Tramp was a pit bull?" Kurama asked.

"He was a terrier mix, I think." Yusuke shrugged.

"This is ridiculous!" Hiei exclaimed, jumping from the tree. "Why are you even having this conversation?"

"We're bored." Yusuke and Kurama said together, shrugging.

"I do think that you would be terrier mix though, Yusuke," Kurama said, turning back to Yusuke. "Not necessarily a pit bull."

"Ha, thanks, Kurama." Yusuke flashed his friend a thumbs up. "No offense, but I think you'd be, like, a poodle or something."

"A poodle? Why?"

"I dunno, you just come off as a sophisticated, y'know? Poodles are sophisticated so yeah."

"What about a Kommodore?" Kuwabara asked, holding the dog's face in his hands as he looked back at his friend.

"A what?"

"A Kommodore, with a 'K'. Its fur is dreadlocked."

"Oh, so you're saying I have dreadlocks?" Kurama asked, crossing his arms over his chest in a pout. "How gross."

"Dreads are cool." Kuwabara protested.

"Yeah, if you're Jamaican or a hippy." Yusuke added, kicking at his big friend's back. "And you're obviously neither of them, so don't plan on growin' any or I won't hang out with you anymore."

"You seriously wouldn't hang out with me if I had dreadlocks?" Kuwabara looked at Yusuke in a mock shock. "How judgmental and rude!"

Kuwabara craned his neck as best as he could to get a better look at Kurama.

"Yeah, I do think you'd be like a poodle or a Shi Tzu or something like that, y'know?"

"Maybe a lasa apsa or whatever the hell they're called." Yusuke shrugged.

"Why do we know so many dog breeds?" Kuwabara looked at Yusuke.

"I have no idea." Yusuke answered, raising his shoulders, about to shrug.

"Stop shrugging!" Hiei snapped. "You've been doing that nonstop, it's annoying as hell."

"Jeez, Hiei. Ya don't have be a dick about it." Yusuke grumbled. He smiled suddenly, thinking of something. "Hey, what kind of dog would Hiei be?"

"A Pomeranian." Kuwabara said matter-of-factly, nodding. "Definitely a Pomeranian."

"Yes!" Kurama agreed. "A tiny, black Pomeranian."

"Ha, ha!" Yusuke held his sides as he laughed. "Yeah, the kind that looks like a giant puff-ball and never stops barking!"

The three laughed as Hiei squeezed his hands into fists and resisted the urge to beat his friends.

The St Bernard's ears perked up suddenly and he turned around and let out a howl as if he were calling to something or someone.

Another dog answered him and the four young men turned to see a pit bull terrier with a green collar running towards the St Bernard. The St Bernard took off towards the Pit Bull Terrier and the four noticed a white poodle with a pink collar and a tiny black puffball Pomeranian with a white collar following the Pit Bull Terrier.

The four dogs stopped a few feet away from the bench where Kuwabara, Yusuke, Kurama and Hiei were. They watched as the dogs began sniffing and playing with each other. The dogs turned to the four at the bench and they swore they saw the dogs smile at them before they ran off, barking. Kuwabara stood, not taking his eyes off the dogs.

"Did . . . did you guys see what I saw?" He asked.

"Yeah." Yusuke answered, his voice soft. "Let's get the hell outta here."

Yusuke and Kurama got up from the bench and the four left the park quickly, vowing never to come back to that park ever again.