The Waltz of Love and Fear

.:Chapter Eleven:.

A few days had passed since Brian's successful transformation back to human, and the two of them couldn't have been happier with him being human again. Zacky couldn't help but wonder about the look Brian gave him every time they locked eyes, though.. It was almost like he was pondering something. Could he be thinking of how to break up with Zacky? No, no. Brian wouldn't do that.. Would he?

Zacky stepped out of the shower, vigorously rubbing at his hair with a towel to get it dried; although it would be messy and tangled later if he didn't, he decided against brushing his hair for now. He pulled up his boxers and then slipped on his basketball shorts, pondering on whether he should put his shirt on or not. He decided that, since it was somewhat warm in the house, he'd keep the shirt off.

Zacky left the bathroom and wandered into the living room, finding that Brian wasn't sitting on the couch. He must still be asleep, he thought as he trailed back past the bathroom and into the bedroom. To his shock, he found a black wolf curled up on the bed, his side rising and falling as he breathed slowly, seeming to be asleep. When Zacky walked over to the bed, though, Brian raised his head and his tail began thumping against the bed as he wagged it.

"Hi, puppy!" Zacky taunted, a brow raised as he took Brian's furry face in his hands and placed a kiss on his wet nose. Brian tilted his head, looking confused for a second before he looked down at his paws; he sighed loudly through his nose, his eyes looking unamused as his ears laid flat against his head. "Aw, don't be mad, puppy! You're so cute!" Zacky giggled, and Brian gave a playful nip to his hand.

 Stop calling me puppy, his brown eyes swirled playfully.

"Make me!" Zacky giggled, hopping back from the bed and sticking his tongue out. Brian quickly stood up on all fours, and then crouched down where his front was on the bed but his rear end was in the air. The black wolf wagged his tail from side to side, his butt wiggling playfully before he gave a playful growl. "Ooh, fierce! Raaar!" Zacky squealed, taking the same position in the floor that Brian was in on the bed. He wiggled his own rear end, growling playfully and swatting at the air with his hand.

 You're a dork, Brian's eyes were tinted with amusement. Zacky growled again, launching himself forward a little bit as if he were taunting Zacky. Alright, you're gonna get it now! Brian quickly launched himself off of the bed at Zacky, bowling him over onto his back. Zacky squealed, grabbing Brian's thin legs and rolling him over to where he was on top of the wolf.

Brian's back legs kicked playfully at Zacky's belly, happy yelps and barks coming from his throat as the two of them played. Brian suddenly thrust Zacky from his body with his back legs and then crouched over him playfully, his eyes swirling with a strange look. Then, he began to swipe his long, wet tongue all over Zacky's cheeks and his nose, earning groans of protest from the aquamarine-eyed man.

"Oh, come on! I told you to cut that out so - ew, don't put your tongue in my mouth!" Brian licked the inside of Zacky's mouth, and he began to spit and blow raspberries in disgust. Brian gave a few wheezes that sounded somewhat like laughter, and Zacky couldn't help but smile. "C'mon, puppy, let me up." Brian hopped next to him, wagging his tail as he watched Zacky stand up and brush his basketball shorts off.

 I love you, Brian's eyes sparkled when Zacky wasn't looking.

"Y'know," Zacky giggled. "You're pretty cute as a wolf. You'd make an adorable pet." Brian's eyes shifted from loving to unamused as he flattened his ears against his head. "Oh, c'mon, you know I'm joking. Give me a hug, puppy." Zacky held out his arms, and with a toothy grin, Brian hopped up on his hind legs and placed his front paws on Zacky's shoulder. A wet nose nuzzled into Zacky's cheek for a moment before it was replaced with warm, soft skin; Brian had transformed back into a human.