Two months ago, I had asked Blu to be my mate, hoping that it would get us back together at least, that she would want to see if I could stick to a commitment. Two months later, we're still talking together, enjoying ourselves, and having fun.

Blu laughs at my joke. I smile at her, my eyes glistening as I watch her head tilt, waiting for more.

"What's the zebra's biggest fear?" I ask her, a smirk on my face. This one's good. Or so I think.

"I don't know… tell me!" she giggles.

"Lion! See? Lying, lion?" I snicker with her as she lays on her back in the grass.

"Stop, stop. My chest hurts from laughing, okay?" she grins.

I look up at the sky. It's perfect. The clouds are dashed with pink, purple and a light, transparent orange. The light blue sky is dotted with the colorful clouds. The air is fresh like what fall should smell like. Fresh and crisp. Dew peppers the grass on which we lay on.

I wonder if today is the day. To ask her to be my mate, that is. I've been dwelling on it for the past week, ever since things got back to normal—way better than normal, actually—with her. I can feel the words rising into my throat. My heart pumps faster as I look over at her, her nose pointed to the sky, floppy ears laying out like a bat's. My face heats up. I suddenly become uncomfortable. Just say it, Blitz, just say it!

"Blu, I've been meaning to ask you something…" I begin.

"What?" she asks curiously, but not pressingly. I meet her eyes, smiling.

"Will you be my mate?" There's a long stretch of silence.

"That's—well, you asked that two months ago and I said no," my heart stops, "but this time… I want to say yes, I really do. But you live in another world than I do." She's right, and I know it. She lives in luxury, I live in… misery and loneliness on the streets. I think about a comeback so that she will say 'yes'. She's got to….

"I'm sure that Suzy won't mind another—a wolf," I say. "Either that, or maybe you could, erm, come with me?" I cough a little, nervous. Beads of sweat form on the top of my forehead. Blu thinks for a second. Then again our eyes meet.

"But this time," she says again," I will say yes." My eyes widen and I let a yip out. We prance around, our bodies against each other, our tails intertwined. She is mine. I am hers. Nothing is ever going to change that. Not me, not Pickles, not Suzy, and definitely not Heath. We are one. We are inseparable.

*-THE-END-*

A/N: And there is the end of Inseparable. It was shorter and quicker than expected, but I didn't want to bore you. ;-) I hope you enjoyed this short story.

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