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~Chapter Six~

**could it be? no drugs, and an OC, both in one chapter? (even if you don't like OCs, don't worry)**

"Quiet, Demyx," I mumbled, rolling over in bed. The scratching and yelping noises continued. "Demyx?"

"Mph?" He rolled over to look at me, his eyes still mostly shut. "Wa's goin' on?"

"Dunno." I yawned hugely. "I's only 6 in the morning..." I moaned, wondering what in hell could be making such an unholy racket.

"I'll go see..." He almost fell out of his bed, his feet hitting the ground with a loud thump, and scuffed his way to the front door. I heard the door open. "Well... you're cute. But dirty. And stinky." The door swung shut, and Demyx hurried into my room... holding, in his arms, a very dirty, writhing mass of black fur.

"Wa's it?" I asked, still trying to wake up from my deep sleep.

"A puppy!" He chimed happily. "He's so cute! But he smells bad... can I give him a bath?"

"Wha'ever." I rolled over, and promptly fell back asleep.

I was disturbed from my slumber again, a while later, when Demyx jumped onto the end of the bed- and unleashed the excited puppy on my sleeping form.

"Nooooppbbth!" I pushed the wriggling animal away from my face, spitting and wiping my face of dog slobber- yeah, he'd gotten my mouth.

"Get out of bed, Zexion! Look at the puppy!" Demyx was sitting at the foot of the bed, bouncing up and down in excitement.

"I see the puppy," I snapped.

"No you don't. Open your eyes, cranky." Fine. I guess I might as well get up; I obviously wasn't going to be getting any more sleep. I opened my eyes to see a small, fawn-colored puppy staring at me, wagging its tail happily.

"Hi, puppy," I mumbled, and his pointy ears (that were way too big for his body) perked up. Okay, he was really cute. I reached out and scratched his head, and his tail thumped against Demyx's pillow in a steady cadence. He crawled over closer to me, rolling onto his back so that I could rub his stomach. I couldn't help liking him; he was rubbing his head against my hand, and kept inching closer and closer. Pretty soon, he was laying right next to me. "You're so skinny," I observed as I scratched his very visible ribs. "Did you get him anything to eat?" I asked Demyx, who was smirking victoriously.

"I cooked some ground beef for him, which he liked, and I gave him water. You should have seen the bath water. I had to fill the tub twice, he was so dirty." I paused for a moment, and the dog whimpered, looking at me with that 'why did you stop petting me, don't you love me?' look that dogs are so good at.

"Okay," I told him, laughing. "Sorry, is this better?" I scratched behind his ears again.

"Well, he's won you over," Demyx observed. "Are you going to keep him?" I was immediately inclined to object- that was what I would have normally done, especially before I met Demyx. I didn't dislike animals, but I'd never seen the point of keeping them as pets. I'd never met one that had taken such a liking to me, though. Usually, they just sort of sniffed me, and moved on. This one genuinely wanted my attention, and was wriggling about on the bed to get my attention.

"It's up to Axel," I said, not wanting to make the decision. Demyx grinned. "What?"

"Well, you know what his response will be."

"Yeah. He'll love you," I told the puppy, picking him up and looking him in the eye.

"Arf!" He replied, not struggling in my grasp. I smiled at him, and his long tongue shot out and licked my eye.

"Agh!" I set him down, laughing, and Demyx joined in.

"See? Puppies are great," he pointed out, roughly rolling the dog onto his back and rubbing his belly. I was inclined to agree.

"Hello, lovebirds!" Axel called when he returned. "How was your night?" I could hear Roxas snicker, and I blushed, even though they were in the other room. "And whose dog is this? Aww, are you a good boy? Yes you are, you're such a good boy!" Well, clearly Axel got along with him.

"Ours," I replied, limping into the front room, where Axel and Roxas were crouched down, showering love on our little bundle of joy, as Demyx called him.

"Ours? When did that happen?"

"At six in the morning, when he showed up here." Axel grinned.

"Does he belong to someone?" Roxas asked.

"If he did, he doesn't belong to them any more," I asserted.

"Yeah," Demyx chimed in. "Look how skinny he is! And he was black when he showed up. You should have seen the dirt that came out of his fur."

"Aww... Corgis are so adorable," Roxas crooned, still loving up the puppy. "Little Ein dogs!" Little what?

"Ein?"

"Yeah, the dog from Cowboy Bebop!" He replied, as if I should have known. "He's a corgi! They don't all have tails, though." I knew I'd heard that word before.

"So that's what kind of dog this is?" Demyx asked. "Are they good pets?"

"Are you guys serious?" Axel shook his head. "Haven't you ever been on the internet?" I glared at him.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"The internets love corgis." Roxas pulled out his laptop. "Give me a minute... here, look. See all these youtube videos? They're all of corgis being fucking adorable." He clicked on one called 'Corgi Flop,' which showed a corgi in a life vest flopping into the water- he was unsure at first (I would be too, if I was jumping into deep water and had legs that short), but after reassurance, from both his owner and the other dog in the video (a black lab, of course), he built up his courage leaped into the water- getting about an inch of air, and belly flopping into the lake. Yes, corgis were fucking adorable.

"Well, this means we'll have to take him to the vet, and then we'll have to get dog food and stuff, and bowls, a collar, a leash, dog toys..." Axel was a little excited. "What are we going to name him?" We all thought about it, but none of us offered up anything good.

"It's Sunday, so the vet's is closed," Roxas pointed out. "We could see if anyone else has any ideas."

"And that would give us a reason to have a vaporizer/dog party," Axel chimed in. I rolled my eyes, but they were both already texting furiously. A dog party it was, then.

Animals are such agreeable friends- they ask no questions, they pass no criticisms.
~George Eliot

Life is mostly a good reason to go for a walk with your dog.
~Robert Brault

A/N: Normally I don't like OCs, but I love animals. I don't really know where this came from; I was thinking about how there aren't that many fanfics that really incorporate pets, even though there are so many people in the world with them. I love my animals (just in case you didn't know), and I want a corgi. or ten. :P

plus, this gives it a little bit of plot, even if it is just sort of a fun plot. nothing wrong with that. :D

what? no drugs in this chapter? this is unheard of. I'll make up for it, trust me. ;)

let me know what you think!

*many thanks to soundofmadness223*