Relaxing on the sofa with Puffy Master laying on his lap, Ryoken took his time grooming his pet cat. Seemed to enjoy it, he purred while waving his big fluffy tail around. By the time the young man finished, a pile of soft fur was laying neatly next to him. He understood it was the time of year when animals changed their fur, but to harvest this much from a cat was just ridiculous. As he thought of what to do, Yusaku entered the room with a plate of freshly cut watermelon and placed it on the table.

"Ryoken, have a bite."

"Hm? Oh, thanks."

"And this is for you, PM." He put a bowl containing a special made ice cream in front of him.

"Meow!"

"Is it good?"

"Meow!"

"I'm glad." He smiled then turned to his lover. "But I must say I'm surprise. I didn't think he would shed this much."

"You actually have some on your back."

"Eh? Really?"

"Here, I'll get it."

"Maybe I should go to the pet store and buy him a costume." Yusaku let out a sigh. "Without his fur, he will catch a cold if we continue to leave the air conditioner on. Plus, it could prevent his shed fur from flying all over the house."

"You know as well as I am that he despises those pet costumes. He would just torn them apart if you try to put them on."

"Not if I make one out of you clothes."

Upon hearing it, Ryoken choked. However, before he could stop the teen, he vanished from his sight. Letting out a sigh, he thought for a bit then left the room, returning shortly later with a big wooden box.

"I guess I'll join in the fun too."

Puffy Master didn't really understand what was inside even through he squeezed in between the young man's legs and had a peek, but his master was smiling brighter than ever.

Half a day later...

"Tada!" Standing on the coffee table wearing the new clothes Yusaku just made him, PM wagged his tail happily. He only made the top, but it surprisingly lookd exactly like what Ryoken usually wears whenever he goes out, down to the smallest details. "What do you think, Ryoken?"

"Impressive. But you destroy my clothes."

"Don't be mad. I'll buy you new ones tomorrow."

Letting out a sigh, Ryoken sat back down on the sofa and tossed something over to him.

"Here, catch!"

"Th-this is...!" Laying in the palm of his hands was a small cloth doll which looked just like the young man.

"What's wrong?" He smirked. "You aren't the only one good with a needle. I use Puffy Master's fur instead of cotton, so it might be softe-"

"Ryoken!" Yusaku grabbed his hands, staring into his eyes. "Let's get married! Right now!"

"D-don't be ridiculous!" His face burnt up as he pulled his hand back in a hurry. "According to the laws, you are still two years too early for that! And don't even think of hacking into the government's system to change your age."

"I would never do such a thing."

"It would more convincing if you weren't typing like crazy on my laptop."

"Haiz... If only I could hack your heart, then I can get you to do whatever I want."

"Hmph! You really are an idiot." He looked away.

"But perhaps, I'm the biggest idiot here for fluttering before your words..."