Lake looked at who was now a dog, and kneeled down, petting him with both hands.

"See?  I think I like you best here,"  He said a small smile reaching him.  "I guess I have an appartment I'll stay for the night,  Your welcome to it, ion account of that door Collin took down..I mean, just while it's getting repaired...." He caught himself.

(Lol, he, like I, is a sucker for a dog! XD)

Acheron let his tail wag and he seemd to smile as he panted happily. A small bark escaped him.

He found himself giving the wolf a genuinly happy smile, and standing up.

"Okay, Acheron...Let's go..."  He said, obviously in a more content mood, walking out of the park, not helping himself, but look back every few minutes to make sure the other was following behind him.

(Awww, Forbidden love...Or is that puppy love? o.o)

In the distance Lake spotted Collin's car, driving out of sight.  He shook his head, hoping the other wasn't tagging him.

".My...Apartment isn't to far, probably about ten minute walk, so...Let's go,"  He said nodding to the dog, and walking again.

Acheron wagged his tail harder and bounded after Lake with a spring in his step. His golden eyes were sparkling.

It was a decent apartment, nice large living room, where Lake examined a coffee table, looking at mail that was put there when he was gone.

"Make yourself at home, don't open the blue closet door, help yourself to the fridge.  If you want to crash for the night your welcome to that too....Now, since I don't have any newspaper, the bathroom is down the hall,"  He smirked plopping down on a couch, laying on it, arms crossed over his head. 

"Oh, I also have a ferret,"  He motioned towards a large open cage with several toys, a food dish, a hammock and a water dish.  "Don't eat it, please,"  He said, crossing one leg over the other.

Acheron glanced at the ferret in the cage with little interest. Wandering off, he started to explore the appartment, staying clear of where ever the blue closet door was. While he was sniffing around in the kitchen, his nails clicked on the hard surface.

The ferret was a Cinammon color, and as soon as it found something it could play with it pranced over to the other animal, jumping around it.

Lake had finally dozed off to sleep, only to jump and nearly fall off the couch as the doorbell rang.

"Jeeze...Who the hell...?"  He got off the couch and walked over to the door, looking through the peephole.

"..Uh....I'm *censored*uming your someone I shouldn't open the door ofr, if your holdign your hand over the peephole,"  Lake said, crossing his arms.

"Hey, you should know who I am by now....C'mon, lemme in...Please?"  It was a male's voice, not Collin's, but he sounded like a very cocky person that figured he could get around anything...From the sounds of it.

"Go away, Qent...."  Lake said, kicking the door.  "Hey, hety, calm down~  I just want to talk,"  The voice said.  "What could I possibly want to talk to somone like you about?"

"Lot's of stuff!"  The voice replied.  "Your boxer almost killed Cinammon, to hell with you, I thought I told you not to come back, no discussion, go away,"  Lake said, going into the kitchen, brushing Acheron, and taking a coffee cup out of the cabinet.

"Oh, you'll let me in sooner of later, Lakey!  See ya, babe!"  He said, then the footsteps began fading.

"God, he gives me a headache,"  Lake mumbled, grabbing another coffee cup.  "Hey, you want coffee to, or I'm gonig to make one for the ferret?"

Acheron gently moved the ferret with the tip of his nose after he felt Lake brush against his redish fur. He lifted his head and growled a no. Coffee tasted aweful on his tounge, not to mention the smell made his nose tingle.

"..On second thought,"  Lake just went into the bathroom and took two Tylenol.

"Uhh...I guess I'll just eat somethign and go to bed, something you want to eat?"  He asked, feeling awkward, as he absently petting the dog.

Cinammon, walked over to Lake's shoe and began toying with the showlace, obviously jelous, her master wasn't giving her as much attention.

"Hey, Cin, don't worry, your still my puffball, he's not even a pet,"  SHe chuckled, picking the fwerret up, and setting her on his shoulder, where she stayed there obediantly.

Acheron snorted and shook his head as he padded back to the room attached to the door. He'd eaten a fish some time before and was still full from it. He curled up with his back against the couch while his golden eyes were half closed. And a vauge thought p*censored*ed through his mind; I might shift while sleeping...

"Okay, mutt, new rule, anyone knocks, don't answer, I'm heading to bed, 'night,"  He said, clicking the light out.

(Hnnn.  I know what I'll do...)

Acheron nodded and curled up tighter against the couch. His eyes closed and his chest started to rise and fall in a rhythmetic pattern.

[[ -wants to know what you'll do- ]]

[[ Sounds good to me. And I kind of picked up on the pronunciation by going over Qent's name a few times. ]]

(Okay, I didn't mean anything, but when I first started using the name, people were yelling at me saying "QUENT, YOU IDIOT!" and I'm like "..No. DX  It's pronounced Kent! DXX")

9:30, Lake was still sleeping, apperently an attemp to change his own bandage gone wrong, leavign a decent ammount of blood on the floor, and him sleeping on the floor to his room, to lazy to make the last few steps to his bed.

Qent had obviously returned, and knocked on the door.

One ear flicked towards the door before Asheron looked at with wolvish confuson in his eyes. Heaving himself to his feet, he padded towards the door and nudged the handle with his nose and teeth until it swung inward. Nosing it open the rest of the way, he glanced up at Qent with a sleepy look in his golden eyes. And they seemed to be saying; "What the h*ll do you want?"

"Well, he complained when my boxer was in here, but he let's a wolf in here?"  He grumbled.  He had short fiery red hair,. and green eyes.  He had a slim build, and was wearing black jeans, black tee shirt, and a black leather jacket.

"Hey, Lake, the dog let me in, where are ya?"  He called in, dropping his back pack on the couch.  Cinammon had woken from her nap, thinking it was her master makign the rukkus, but when realised who it was she climbed out of her cage and charged for Qent's leg, grabbing onto the pant-leg of the jeans and tryign to pull, only for Qent to just notice.

"I thought rat's had an eight year lifespan..How old or you, again, six?"  He questioned, kicking the ferret with one goof kick, sending it skidding across the floor and into the wall.

"Where are you, Lake?"  He called out again, openign the bathroom door, lookign at the blood.

"Oh, hell...What happened...?"  He mumbled, closing it.

"What the hell gonig on out there?"  It was Lake, who woke up.  He was only wearign black jeans, and a tank-top,. not expectign company, walking into the room.

"How did you get in here?  Get out, Qent!'  He growled.  "What's with the blood?"  Qent cut through, crossing his arms.  He didn't look worried, more just nosey.

Acheron growled at Qent as he padded over to Cinammon. After he made sure that the ferret was alright, he turned back to Qent with his fur starting to stand on end and with his fangs bared in a snarl.

"That's none of your buisiness!  If you don't leave now, I'm gonig to-"

Before he could finish the threat he was pushed against the wall with a force he didn't see comming and Qent had a small knife to the other's throat.

"Now, as we all know your an as$as$in.  And you know Im an as$as$in.  What you didn't know is I'm better than you.  Now, I don't really want to hurt you, but if you keep pissing me off, I will without hessitation.  Got it?"

Lake was definatly caught off guard, lookign around for somethign he could hit the guy with, but simply nodded, annoyed.

"Good.  Now, I'm going to leave to cool down.  When I get back, you'd better be okay with talking to me."  He said, taking the knife away from his neck, and patting Lake's shoulder, before stepped out of the room, and closing the door.  Lake just slid to the ground, looking down.

"...Damn...." 

It was about five minutes before Lake stood uop, and wlaked over to the door, locking it.

"...This isn't good, this isn't good..."  He muttered nervously.

Acheron waited until Lake had locked the door before reverting to his human form. "What's not good?" he asked as he set his hands on his hips. His eyes narrowed, slightly, and he had a strong urge to rip Qent apart.