Loyalty of the Dogs

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Humans will never understand our devotions.
We love them.
We pite for them.
Yet often time, we were neglected of them in return.

He was only a mere measly, flea ridden mutt. The real color of his fur was hidden beneath the dirt and his own wastes. The dog's bones stood out the most, even with such a thick fur. And he was waiting to die.

Humans are cruel.
They never will understand the length we will go for them.

The bright eyes stared out at the sky as it opened heavy drops of water. The sky acted as if a god was pitying him and decided to inform him of the god's attention. His once proud pride was already rolling within the cracks of the foul alley with filthy water. There was no roof over the dog's head nor a bed to keep him from being wet.

No one ever wanted him.

Not a single person.

He survived only by a sheer will to live. But what is there to live for, if one had always since suffered without love and by starvation?

I just wanted to be loved.

She was beautiful, eyes were bright with burning dignity. Her paws had a gait none others could rival. Studs loved her and often time pupped her. All of her puppies were beautiful but they never stay long. They always left her behind once they came of the age. Or perhaps they were stolen from her. She hadn't a clue. But she knew in her heart that her own children are at least well cared for and were much better loved than she was.

She was not loved, but she was not neglected either. She was simply a pet.

Only a pet.

Why did they do this to me?

Until they grew tired of her and gave her away, her home always differed. She was only to be used to be bred for puppies. Then sell the puppies away for money.

Her body tired and she was unable to be bred anymore.

They were going to kill me.
Because I'm not useful for them anymore.

She waited for death that never came.

But Love came.
Our hearts are warm again.

The raining stopped at last and he was ready to take his final breath.

"Is that a dog?" There was a voice and he heard hard-soled boots approached, "Oh, what a pitiful thing." The dog turned his eyes on a form of a tall bearded man, too weak to turn his head to pay them attention. From the corner of his eyes, there was a little girl with another man behind her. That girl was clinging on the bearded man while the bright-haired man kneeled before the body of the dog.

Despite their oddly timed interests in him, he closed his eyes apathetically and waited for a cold hand of death to take him.

The dark-eyed man sighed as he laid a hand on the child's head, "I'm sorry, my heart, but he doesn't have long." A tight whimper escaped from her lips, as tears dewed from her dark eyes. "Oh, I'm so sorry, dear...Maybe we can find another dog?"

The girl sniffled and shook her head, never saying a word as she watched the dog dying.

"Master, if I may," The bright-eyed male interrupted, "I'll be able to save him if that is the missus' wishes."

The master blinked and stroked his beard, "Oh, I've forgotten. Kagome, my dear heart...Do you want this dog to recover?"

The girl blinked away her unshed tears and nodded with such vigour he once hadn't a chance to see.

"As you wish."

They saved us.
And our hope lives.

"Wait! What are you doing?" The old man stopped the owner, a finger still on the trigger of the long barreled weapon. She was chained up from the tree, the man made steel rope embedded deep with her skin. The poor creature curled into a tight ball, awaiting for whatever punishment she may have done unknowingly.

She didn't realized it was supposed to be her hour of death.

The beak-nosed owner grunted, "What does it look like, old man? I'm putting down the useless bitch to sleep."

"Killing such a beautiful creature? I think not! Let me have her!" The old man protested. She opened her eyes and watched the elderly man with a pressed suit. She flattened her ears when she heard the owner growled at the man.

"Why the hell should I? That bitch is mine. Simple as that." He raised the gun again only to have it smack away by another man, much older than the one who protested against her death.

"How rude can you be? Listen to my master or I will make you see what's respect should be, good sir." The man was stern, even with such a ridiculous looking glasses that perched on the bridge of his nose.

The owner only growled again, but this time she can smell his fear instead of bravado he had before. "Listen, all I am asking is to hand that dog to me. My granddaughter had been wanting a dog a very long time and I'm sure she'd appreciate into having this lovely dog."

She was handed over to a new owner this time without much of fuss from the beak-nosed man.

She thought it would be just another loveless home.

So much warmth in your eyes.
Food! Water! Play!
We are finally happy!
And Love!
We love you!
And you love us!

He finally got a name. The girl named him InuYasha, because he had a spirit that refused to die. Even though he was getting better, he was already well loved. And then the female dog came around, a tail in between her legs. She was already well loved too.

And the girl named her Kikyou, simply because she was beautiful, like a flower.

It never mattered to the girl if Kikyou could never have puppies again. Nor she ever let the fact of InuYasha being so stubborn and very destructive bothered her too much. That little girl simply loved them as much as her heart can allow.

We love you!
We will always follow you!
We will always protect you!
We love you!
And you love us!
Thank you so much for that love!

That little girl's name was Kagome, who had so much room in her heart to love, yet was never loved in return.

They simply loved her and filled up her heart as much as they could be.

There were so much love that
they didn't want to leave.
They never want to leave.
So they stayed with her forever.

Loyalty is something that only dogs can truly understand.

The End.

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A/N: Cookies to those who knows where this story came from! If not then this being in this collection should be a hint enough. Anyway, I was wanting to at least showed the neglected dogs' perceptive when they were being abused up until finally finding a forever home. It was also a part of a project I was supposed to do in the college too. Only, the names were obviously changed (lol) but kept the setting and whatnot the same.

Since it does have a connection to a story I have I figured it couldn't hurt to post it. Well, spoiling may be one thing, but meh, it doesn't have a big part anyhow. Anyway, if you still haven't yet figured where this came from, then you are welcome to imagine. Again, there is a reason why this is in a Kuroshitsuji/InuYasha oneshot collection. :)

Anyhow...what do you think? :D