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Respite Kenta Ryuu kept his word. We went to lunch at my favorite ramen place then he took me home where we worked on unpacking our shit. He wouldn't leave me alone for long though and it seemed that literally every fucking time I turned around he was right there. After about the fifth time of nearly running him over I was getting a bit pissed. “Ito, back off for a minute.” He stepped back, pouting. “I'm sorry. I guess I am getting carried away.” “It's alright.” Reaching up I pulled on the long blond braid hanging over his shoulder. “Wanna help me in the bedroom?” Oh gods, that smile could pretty much get me to do anything he wanted. Leaning down he kissed me, pulling away before I could grab him to make it last longer. “Well, come on.” I really liked our new bedroom. The bed had been the one thing I'd picked out myself. The king size four poster was even more comfortable than it looked. I figured after the literal hell I'd been put through on that other bed, I deserved something nice. No more silk sheets either . . . couldn't stand them. Ryuu hadn't said anything and instead had found some nice regular sheets. I was still getting used to the idea of a real bed, forget actual fucking sheets. Speaking of . . . walking over to it I flopped facedown into the soft brown comforter. Ryuu said it's called chocolate. It's brown, whatever, I don't care as long as it's comfortable and keeps me warm. The bed bounced as Ryuu landed next to me. I turned my head to look at him. He had his head propped up on one hand as he looked down at me. “Tired?” “Yeah a bit.” Scooting over I pulled him against me. “Ryuu . . .” “Kenta, you know we can't.” Soft lips brushed my temple and I sighed. “I'm sorry, love. I truly am. I just don't want to risk you hurting yourself.” “I know.” I hated that I was pouting but it had been weeks. Just cuddling and making out was nice, but fuck I wanted this man. A sudden idea struck me and I slid my hand down to his hip. “But, that doesn't mean we can't do anything at all.” “Kenta! We really-ah . . .” “Really what?” I smirked at him as I slipped my hand further down, palming him. I might still be new at this, but I knew what to do to make him feel good. He didn't say anything else, just leaned in to kiss me as I worked his pants off. Fuck but I loved the smooth warm feel of his skin. I broke the kiss to slide down pulling his shirt up so I could let my tongue taste every inch of him. Feeling his stomach muscles tighten and a soft moan escape him, was pretty much all I needed to get me hard. Holy fuck he was so gorgeous in so many ways. I barely had to undo his jeans to work them off his slim hips. He was hard, the soft warmth heavy in my hand. Moving down further I took him in my mouth loving the loud groan and sudden fingers in my hair. “Oh god Kenta!” I laughed softly, and he jerked in response. “Ken-Kenta . . . I-we can't-oh god-” He tasted so good, fuck I'd missed the taste and feel of him. That spicy-sweet, soft smell and taste that was like nothing else. It still amazing me how much he affected me. I'd gone through hell and back for this man and I'd do it all over again, well, with maybe a few changes. Even now it was hard not to let my thoughts slip back to what had happened. Thankfully, Ryuu jerked rather hard on my hair and snapped me out of my line of thought. Slowly pulling back I licked the tip then leaned up to look at him. “Ryuu? Can . . . can I, please?” Soft grey eyes batted open and I was disappointed to see the frown. “Kenta, you know what the doctor said about straining yourself.” “Please?” I sat back on the bed suddenly not able to meet his eyes. “It's been weeks and-and . . . fuck! Ryuu please? I need this-you!” Soft gentle fingers traced my jaw and he pulled my head up. It was hard to meet those oddly colored eyes. “I need you too Kenta, more than I ever imagined I could ever need anyone. It just . . . I can't handle seeing you hurt or in pain and it would kill me if I was the cause for it again.” Reaching up I grabbed his hand. “You didn't do anything wrong Ryuu.” I could see the shimmer of tears in his eyes and decided, fuck it. He could be mad at me later, but I'd waited long enough. I needed to prove to myself that we could still be lovers that what had happened hadn't changed that between us. Because fuck it all to hell I needed the man like I needed to breathe. Keeping hold of his hand I placed my other hand against his chest and pushed him back down on the bed. He started to protest until I gave him a few good strokes and then he was shuddering, slender hips coming up to meet me. I slid my other hand along his thigh to cup his balls, massaging them lightly. I went to slide my hand back further and got a displeased sound from Ryuu. He tried to sit up, but I stopped stroking him, to shove him back down. “Lay down.” He gave me a puzzled look but didn't try to get up again. Getting up I found the lube and a condom. It was some new stuff that was flavored. It had seemed like a good idea when I'd bought it. Besides, I like peaches. Popping the lid, I grinned. Definitely smelled like peaches. “Oh that smells nice! Peaches? When did you get that?” I poured a bit out on my palm and grabbed his cock again. “When you and your mom went in that jewelry store, there was a shop across the street. I got a couple other things there too.” “Oh, so that's where you went.” He grinned at me his eyes sparkling, then bit his lip sucking in a breath as I pushed a finger inside. “Why didn't you tell me we could have gone there together?” I shook my head, using one hand to stroke his cock while my fingers worked to stretch him. He gave a startled yelp as I took him back in my mouth. He was so hard and I couldn't help licking and sucking every inch of him the soft flavoring of the lube just making it that much more fun. “Oh my god Kenta!” I smirked. I was really getting him worked up. After three fingers I figured he was loosened up enough it shouldn't hurt too much even though it had been a while. Moving back up over him, I kissed those amazing lips. He grabbed my hips and pressed up into me and fuck if I didn't almost come right then. How I ended up with such a beautiful person as my lover, boyfriend, soul mate-whatever you wanted to call us, still fucking amazed me. I entered him as gently and slowly as possible, both of us gasping and shuddering. “Holy fuck, Ryuu . . .” “Ah . . . I'm know . . . shit go faster dammit!” “No, hold still.” I still wasn't all the way in and I was going to go off too soon. It had just been too long and I needed him too badly. I focused on his cock, stroking it fast and hard. It always felt so right the way he fit in my hand, completely filling my grip. He was writhing underneath me the blond head tossing, his eyes squeezed shut. He was so fucking hot and sexy and just amazing and I still couldn't believe I was having sex with him. Fucking hell I need to quit thinking and worry about making him feel good so he didn't get mad at me later for jumping him.

Hey there Here's part two, hope you like it. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As they stepped out of the black car, Shouji couldn’t help and stare... Everything was big. Big car, big house, big trees, even big fucking body-guards. “Hey Boss, this is y’o house?” “This’s where i live yeah, why?” “What th’a fuck!! Ya live with a fucking army or something?!” The line of people standing at the entrance of the house was in many ways overwhelming and scary as hell. He was shaking all over... The guy had been friendly, but you always have to be aware of a yakuza. You never turn your back to them... You may be dead the second you do. “Hey Boss, ar’ya sure that’s ok me being here?” “Wh’ya asking?” “Cause these fuckers keep giving th’a fucking look, that’s why!” “Ahahah, never mind them. Besides it’s their job to be suspicious of anything different... I would take care of them up if they didn’t!” “Th’a fuck!! You would kill y’ar own people?! You yakuza are freaking insane, i tell’ya...” “It’s m’a fucking job punk!Don’t forget that!” “Sure... Ain’t forgetting!” The inside of the house was even scarier than the outside... Shouji kept looking around wondering how in the world people could manage to own so many stuff, and still not being happy about it. “This look like a fucking museum...” “Ahahah, it’s just a bunch of old stuff kid. But don’t ya dare lay y’o fucking paws in anything, am i clear?!” “Yeah Boss, who th’a fuck wants old stuff anyway!” “Yeah, ya better...” Walking around the house, Shouji kept looking like a lost kid to everything around him, but what called his attention were the pictures hanged in every single wall of the house. Old pictures, modern ones, he felt like he was learning the clan history just from looking at the vivid contrast between the withered and the new photographs. “Hey Boss, is this y’oself?” “Yeah... i look like shit though, ahahahha” “Eheheh, ya do... a little.But you sure look like... handsome, with th’yo hair combed like this, don’t even seem look th’a same person...” Shouji felt his face warm up, when he looked attentively to the man’s face… He never called anyone handsome, nor did ever say a girl or a woman was pretty. His harsh life, didn’t allowed him to have that kind of thoughts. All men were perverts and women unreachable, because to him, no one would want to have so much for love a piece of shit like himself. So why wasting time in shit he couldn’t change. He liked a girl thru his years in high-school. He never confessed. He didn’t like her face, nor her body. She was nice to him. She would greet him when at school, and would talk to him about unimportant things. He felt happy when she did. Shouji’s mother died when he was a first year in high-school. Until then, Shouji was what you could call a normal kid, his parents were poor, but they managed. His father, was still the biggest piece of crap alive, he wouldn’t work, he wouldn’t do anything, but he never bugged Shouji. The only thing that hurt him was seeing his mother go thru all the shit with a smile on her face. How could she?! Shouji asked himself that question many times. He tried once to ask her, why wouldn’t she leave the asshole, but the answer she gave only made him more furious… “I love him Shouji.” That son of a bitch didn’t deserve her love, he didn’t deserve her, he didn’t deserve anything she would do for him… But he had to understand that she was happy like that. He had to let it go. Shouji’s view on love, was that it was waste of anyone’s time. Something you shouldn’t give much though… and even something you should forget. Calling a man handsome shouldn’t be much of a big deal, so why would he feel disturbed… He decided to drop the thought. “Shut up.... I was forced to take th’a damn thing, dress this stupid thing and comb m’a hair... If i didn’t dad would kill me...” “Y’o dad?! Is he the head of th’a family?!” “No punk i am... Dad got shot two years ago... I had to take over...” “Sorry Boss, i...” “Never mind that. Let’s go, gonna ask Mimori-chan to lay a futon f’o ya...” “Mimori-chan?!” “Kind of like th’a house keeper. Wha… think i was the one cleaning this gigantic fucking house?! Ahahhaha!” “Course not Boss! I knew ya had like people to do that kind of shit f’o ya... I ain’t stupid...” “Ehehhe, messing with ya kid... “ “Welcome home Kai-sama... “ “Oi Mimori-chan... Eheheh” “Kai-sama, even if you’re my master i won’t allow you to treat your elder like your best friend... Behave boy, i’m still able to spank you enough to put some sense into you.” “Always so harsh Mimori-cha...” “Kai-sama...” “Ok ok, never mind y’o my favourite obaasan, so sorry if i want to spoil ya a bit...” “Watch your language; you look like you were raised on a dog pound...” “Ahahhaha, weren’t i?!” “KAI-SAMA...” “Sorry Mimori-SAN, just having a bit of fun...” “So what’s this... another stray dog you brought home?” Pointing at Shouji who didn’t really like to be called a dog, the truth was he looked like shit. Clothes all dirty and bloody, not to mention he looked like he got hit by a fucking train… He gave a quick glance at the man before him, at the screaming difference between them made him blush again… He looked like a dirty rag, and this guy looked like an elite. He felt bad, so bad he couldn’t hold the words bursting from his chest… “What th’a fuck do you want obaa-san…?! I ain’t no fucking dog, ya ear me…” “Wah… Is that a way to talk to an elder… You’re really a stray dog and the worst kind there is.” “Hey, hey… drop it! Mimori-san, please arrange a futon for the lost dog here, and prepare a bath… If he’s sleeping here I wanna get rid of the smell first, ahahah.” “Bos…” “As you wish, Kai-sama…” As soon as the old lady went on her way Shouji kept his eyes on Kai. He looked a bit dazzled, but a bit confused as well… “What is it punk?!” “Nothing…” “Nothing huh…” Truth was Shouji’s was hiding his embarrassment. He was feeling too self conscious, and the fact that for his 19 years he looked like he was 15. He stooped growing at some point, and he hated that, he was very skinny because he couldn’t have proper meal, and that made him hate his father even more. It was all his fault, all the evil in the world was his father fault. “What’s wrong kid, what’s with that face?” “I said it was nothing, just drop it… And don’t call me kid, I’m almost 20.” He didn’t know why he told him his age. The desire to tell him, unconsciously made him blurt that shit out. He wasn’t boasting, but for some reason, he wanted him to know. “Oh… so you’re almost 20… I see. Then how many do you really have…?” “Ain’t telling…” “Punk I told ya my age! Spill it!” “Why should i?!” The man came closer… Shouji noticed he was really big, compared to him he was a giant. He had a big body too, he must be muscular… But what made Shouji gasp were his eyes… Boss was wearing sunglasses at night, Shouji could never guess what were behind those lenses, and the photographs were black and white… The water coloured eyes the man had made Shouji step back, and turn his head away… It was just too much… He wasn’t expecting it. It was just a guy… Just another fucking guy… So what the fuck was wrong with him?! “Are ya spilling it or not…?!” Shouji had his pride, but not to the point of keeping refusing a yakuza… “I’m fucking 19! Now back off!” He may sound tough, but he couldn’t stop shaking… Was because of fear, or those eyes that felt like seeing thru him…? “Oh… 19! Good age… But why should I back off?! Are ya scared of me?!” The man said the line with a snicker hidden behind the words, but Shouji felt shaken by them. As soon as he tried to face the man standing before him, his body froze. He never felt that way. He felt disgust, he felt powerless… And he hated it… “Well, 19, almost legal age, that’s cools right?!” Somehow the guy backed off on his own, and in some fucking weird way was somehow giving the feeling he was disturbed by something. Shouji felt relieved, but not safe yet. There was something strange there, he couldn’t bring himself to name what the fuck was. The air between them became heavy, and looking to the broad back the man showed Shouji decided to let himself find out just what the fuck was going on. “Yeah, almost fucking legal… Not that it will change any shit though.” “Why don’t ya change your fucking life kid? Get a job…” “I have a fucking job!” “Oh yeah, doing what?!” “I work at a restaurant, I’m sort of a all kinds of job guy… I do what people need, I clean, I help waiter, I close the shop, I buy shit… ya know… restaurant shit!” “Ahahah, I see… That’s a good job kid!” “Stop calling kid, fuck…” “Well ya look like one… I would bet my fucking head saying you didn’t have more than 15 ahahahha.” “Don’t laugh! I know I’m short, and I know i look like this, but I ain’t getting any of this shit…” “Hey, c’mon slow down punk… Just messing with ya… Ya really look like a kid ya know that, then ya gotta understand why people messes with ya…” “I ain’t got to understand shit…” The man came closer again, Shouji felt endangered… “Look, let’s put this way then…” He put his hand on Shouji’s shoulder and the younger man felt like something being stolen from him… Was it his strength?! Were did it go? He felt numb. The man’s hand was big, heavy, but warm… “What…?!” “I’ll call ya…. What’s y’or name really?!” “Shouji!” “Well Shouji, I’m Kai, nice to meet ya.” For a moment there, all Shouji could see were green sparkling lights, hovering him… He saw nothing else… He forgot to answer… He was lost in the deep green colour of Kai’s eyes. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- That's it for now... Thank you for reading Big Kiss :*

Summary: A date to an amusement park in a very hot day. Shinobu bringing a couple of ice-creams make Miyagi to drag the young male home and make love to him. Status: Complete Beads of perspiration formed upon his upper lip and forehead, each speck of moisture, expunged from his body clung to him. The back of his neck and shoulders felt uncomfortable, somewhat sticky as he reached into his breast pocket for his handkerchief to wipe off his neck and face. Dabbing the clothe at his forehead, he wondered where his little brat, Shinobu, had gone. 'Miyagi, I'm going to get some ice cream.' That's right, his Shinobu-chin had gone off to wait in that line, which seemed to go on forever. Spotting an open seat on a park bench beneath the shade of a cherry tree, he walked over to it and sat down, wishing he'd a fan with him. It was too damn hot today, a scorcher. He wondered why Shinobu hadn't as yet so much as broken a sweat, or maybe it was that headband he was wearing, the type joggers used to keep the sweat out of their eyes. He wished he'd never thought of taking Shinobu to the park, but instead had stayed home. Once again he complained to himself about the heat of the day, it was too hot out for a date at the park. Then again, their apartment was like a fucking furnace, it might be ninety-five out, but inside it was well over a hundred and three. Thanks in part to the fact that the electricity on their side of the city had gone out. The electrical company though, were trying to work as quickly as possible on the problem. That, however, was the least of his worries with so many younger men and women in that line, which seemed to go on forever. Dark brows furrowing, he wished he'd gone to stand with him, so no one would try and hit on him. His mouth growing dry as he thought about that, he started to rise from the bench, intent upon finding his young lover, when suddenly he saw him exit from the front of the line, two ice cream cones in tow. The sandy haired blonde, as usual, was unsmiling, but he knew it was all just a front. Shinobu could smile and laugh, not that he saw or heard him do so often. Though he knew how to get him making lusty little sounds. 'Damn, better not think about that.' Shinobu held out one cone to him and shot him a piercing gray eyed gaze, "Here old man, thought you could use something to cool down." Miyagi swore he felt a blood vessel pop above his eyebrow, the little brat didn't need to constantly be calling him old man. Though usually Shinobu only called them that when he was particularly irritated or in any way displeased or embarrassed. With a sigh he took the ice cream offered to him, his hand touching that of the younger man's. Shinobu's eyes widened, a feint blush rising to his cheeks, before taking his hand away and flopping down beside Miyagi, his gaze looking down at the treat he had in his own hand. Miyagi took a lick of the Cherry Blossom ice cream that Shinobu had gotten for him. He would have preferred something like, what Shinobu had. He was sure it was vanilla, what other flavors were white, with nothing added? His eyes followed a bead of sweat from Shinobu's ear down the side of his neck, longing to lean toward him and lick it off, but they were out in public. He tried to keep his own concentration on crowd, there usually weren't quite so many people at the park all at the same time unless there'd been some special event in progress. He, however didn't see it as a special event, it was just too damn hot for anyone to want to stay in doors unless they were on the other side of town with working electricity or they'd had a backup generator. Miyagi's eyes, however, were once more drawn to Shinobu. Truthfully, he couldn't get enough of gazing at him, at least when he didn't have work to do, not that he wanted to put work before Shinobu, but he had to. Besides when he was finished being extremely busy they... 'Hell!' Gulping down the feel of something that felt caught in his throat, his eyes rounded as he watched Shinobu's tongue wrap around the vanilla ice cream. The small slurping sound, caused a shiver to run through him, the back of his neck prickling as though his hair were standing on end. Absentmindedly he ran his own tongue over his own ice cream, to cool and moisten his parched mouth. He couldn't draw his eyes away from his adorable little terrorist, who looked so delectable as he lapped up the vanilla ice cream. That pink tongue, that his own tongue knew so well, seemed to move in slow motion as it swiped over and slowly around the white cream. Then, Shinobu made a noise of pleasure, as though the ice cream was the most delicious thing he'd had in awhile. Miyagi hadn't been aware of what he was doing as he held his own cone at an angle, that had most of the ice cream dropping onto the ground between his feet. His own tongue slid out of his mouth, to lick his lips that suddenly felt chapped. Those gorgeous gray eyes slowly opened, the flat of his Shinobu's tongue starting at where the ice cream met the cone and slowly licking up, while it quickly melted. The melting cream rolled down the cone and onto the younger man's hands. Miyagi could feel his cock twitch inside his pants, staring to get very aroused as he watched Shinobu lick and nibble on his tasty frozen treat. He stifled a groan, placing his free hand over his mouth, and partially over his eyes, peaking through his fingers at the erotic display and wondered if Shinobu were even aware of what he was doing. What he was doing to him, with that little pink tongue of his flicking out over and over. Once more, he felt his cock try to gain his attention, as it began to strain against his pants as he watched Shinobu. The sandy haired youth had placed the cone in his opposite hand, so that he could lift his ice cream coated hand to his mouth, swiping his tongue over the runaway melted vanilla ice cream that had stopped there. Then, what had Miyagi just about squirming in his seat, as he began to harden, was watching Shinobu stick his fingers in his mouth and begin to suck on each one, slowly, one by one. He wanted to fuck him so hard right then! Miyagi growled, threw the ice cream cone he had into the trash can which sat next to the bench and stood up, grabbing hold of Shinobu's elbow, "Let's get out of here." Instead of the little brat looking bewildered, he appeared to be smirking, "Yes, sir." And took a large bite of the ice cream into his mouth. It wasn't so cold any more and quickly liquified and he, too tossed it into the nearby waste receptacle. 'That little brat, he's been getting just a bit too smug since he moved in with me.' He tossed Shinobu into the car and shut the door once no, head or otherwise was hanging out and hurried to his side of the car, getting in behind the wheel. "Your in for a licking, little brat," he said gutturally once they were both buckled in, the doors locked and he'd started the car. Shinobu's eyes rounded, "Wh-what?" Miyagi had never threatened him with something like that. Sure, his lover could get a little too rough and hold him down or kiss him angrily, but he'd never actually tried hurting him. Not physically at least. No one dared lay a finger on him, not even his parents believed in what was called corporal punishment. Yet the very idea that Miyagi might bend him over his knee, pull down his pants to expose his ass and then proceed to use his hand to spank him had his cock tenting in his pants and his nipples straining against the material of his orange jersey shirt. Miyagi stopped outside a Love Hotel, in the side of town that the electricity apparently still worked and pulled out the dazed and aroused young man. His lover had put on that same lame disguise he'd used when his Australian friend had been visiting, back before he'd truly and completely become Miyagi's lover. They had really, come so far since then. Once inside their room, Miyagi locked the door and hid the key, making sure that he didn't see where he put it. "Strip and get on the bed." That commanding tone, was like fire and ice all at once spilling over him.

"Yes, sir," he couldn't think of anything else to say as he hurriedly dispensed with his clothes, turning around to gaze at Miyagi who had only unbuttoned his shirt and unzipped his fly. That large cock of his lover's springing out as the older man adjusted his boxers. "What did I tell you, Shinobu-chin?" Gulping, he sat back on the bed and crawled backwards. "Spread your legs," the dark haired man snapped the command, Shinobu instantly complying, too aroused not to. Then, Miyagi was kneeling at the edge of the bed. Staring at him, wide eyed he watched as that dark head lowered and felt the moist warmth of the elders tongue sweep up his cock. A moan of ecstasy escaped his lips and rose into the air, echoing in the room. That wicked tongue, was being far more wicked than his own had been, tempting his lover, wondering if it would even work. He'd been so proud of himself that it'd worked. Although he'd thought he'd be getting a licking, it was a different kind of licking. But it felt so good. "Does it?" Miyagi smirked against his balls. He must have said it aloud, but surely, Miyagi knew just by the panting, moaning and head tossing he was doing as that tongue continued to lick up and down the length of his cock. Then fuck! He could feel the moist tip of his lovers tongue teasing his balls. Before he knew it, he was being flipped over and Miyagi lifted him by the hips, his ass in the air and legs spread. His hands curled into fists on the pillow beneath him, as he felt his ass cheeks spread and Miyagi's tongue running over each globe, then finally, the crease of his ass. His eyes fluttered, moaning against the pillow, it was embarrassing, yet arousing all at the same time. Not like Miyagi hadn't done this before, but it felt so damn good! Miyagi smirked against Shinobu's ass cheek, giving it a nip, heard the younger male groan, startled and yet he didn't think he'd hurt him. He flicked his tongue against Shinobu's hole. Thanks to their living together, they did it more often so that his lover wasn't so tight that they needed to prepare him every single time. Just a bit of lube here and there worked as long as they hadn't gone too long without. Licking his lover's hole and around it till Shinobu was a whimpering, trembling mass of need. His hand reached around Shinobu, finding the young male's cock slick with pre-come. Shinobu was so close, just from getting his ass thoroughly licked. Just recalling his lover licking that ice cream cone had him groaning and, lining his cock up to Shinobu's hole, he thrust in, hearing the smaller man gasp. "Miyagi!" Beginning to pump Shinobu's cock he rocked his hips forward as Shinobu pressed back. Soon the sound of his balls slapping Shinobu's ass echoed in the room as well as every grunt, groan and moan did. Moments later, already highly sensitized, particularly the bottom, came. It wasn't much longer, when Miyagi removed his penis from inside Shinobu, his cock having been milked, had grown flaccid. He collapsed down beside Shinobu, who lay on his right side, staring up into his eyes. Miyagi smiled, watching as Shinobu blushed, but managed to smile, if only a little bit, as well. His hand grasped a handful of Shinobu's hair and brought his head against his chest, his other hand resting on the middle of his young lovers back. The last thing he thought, before drifting off to sleep, as the place was cool and he'd paid for a night, was that his Shinobu-chin was just too unbearably cute. Author Note: Now I only have... 98 more prompts to do off of the table prompt I got from lover100. Oh and for book recommendations I suggest reading two of J.L. Langley's novels, Without Reservations and With Caution, in that order, since those are two books in a series and connected. There M/M romance novels and feature werewolves.

Summary: Asami and Takaba going around playing house. Stuff happens. Because things (never really) change. Status: Complete Warnings: Hmm... cranky humor, un-romance and trashy action? Title: Floating In Between, Where Our Worlds Collide Author: JenovaVII Fandom: You’re My Loveprize In Viewfinder, by Yamane Ayano Timeline: Post-Pray In The Abyss (probably); approx. five years later. Pairing: Asami/Takaba/Asami Rating: M, overall. Author's note: Really long and naggy A.N. ahead; either read or don’t.

Here's part three... Enjoy ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Shit punk… you do STINK…” That broke Shouji’s alienation in a second! “Well sorry f’o stinking, I ain’t showering f’o 3 days now…” It may have seemed Shouji was completely himself again, but the awareness of the man in front of him was too big to be unnoticed… Everything was green now, the same colour of Kai’s eyes, all was hot, and Shouji was wondering if at some point, when being beaten to death, he damaged something in his fucking head that was making him feel and see weird shit that he never felt before… “Kai-sama, the dog bath is ready.” “Eheheh, thank you Mimori-san… Always so nice…” “Can I go now?!” “Yeah, ya can, don’t make a mess in th’a bathroom, or I’ll make ya clean it with y’o dog tongue…” “What could I do in th’a fucking bathroom besides, taking a damn bath?!” Shouji left the room, behind Mimori-San… He was feeling hopeless, he didn’t know what to do anymore, the only thing he wanted was to run away from that guy… He was giving him the creeps… The way Shouji felt around him just wasn’t normal… He made a decision, as soon as it dawn, he would get the fuck away from that place as fast as he could never to turn around… It was too big for him… It was crushing him, being overwhelmed as he was. He didn’t like it! “Shit… I really needed this…” Shouji began taking his rags off. Yeah you couldn’t even call it cloths because they were torn beyond any kind of repair… But he would still need them, so he folded them the best he could and put them on top of the sink. He looked to the image in the enormous mirror in front oh him… He felt like an ant, comparing his small, mistreated body to the imperial size Kai bore… The difference even with cloths on, was monstrous making Shouji feel even worse than he already was… “And why the fuck am I comparing m’self to that guy?! I’m me and he’s him… We don’t belong in th’a same world… There’s nothing to compare… we’re different shit anyway…” At that same time the door made a small crack sound and was opened before Shouji could even cover himself. “Hey, I just wann….” “What th’a fuck… Close the door, GET OUT…” Kai didn’t move an inch. He stood there looking at Shouji butt naked, and making the most embarrassed face he had ever seen… At first he wanted to laugh… The punk with a sharp tongue was making a “lady in distress” kind of pose, and his face… Kai looked again at Shouji’s face, but the will to laugh went away… Awe appeared, when he realized the punk had the most fucking delicious erotic expression he had ever seen too… He swallow it dry, he remembered… The kid hated pervs, what could he do…?! “Shit kid! Sorry about that, I though you already went in the tub, ya know, and I was just comin’a ask ya if ya want some…ya know, some shit t’a wear…fuck man I can’t think like this, put some… towel or som… t’a cover ya…” “What the hell… I would have, if ya’t least fucking knocked!!” “Well, will ya need or ya don’t? “Yeah, cause mine are torn…” “Yeah…. Sure. I’ll bring later… Look do ya want me to look at y’o wounds, they look pretty bad kid…” “NO! No that’s ok, I’m fine…” “What th’a fuck ya mean y’o fine?! Look at ya, all fucked up… GO TAKE THE DAMN BATH, AND I’LL COME BACK AND I’LL GIVA SOME SHIT TO WEAR AND I’LL TAKE CARE OF…THAT!? GOT IT?!” Slamming the door on the way out, Kai was wondering just what the fuck was happening with him… Shouting with the kid like that, getting all pissed off… Why?! Meanwhile Shouji was standing, still looking at the door that had just been slammed trying to understand what the fuck was that all about… Well… He couldn’t. Shouji got in the water and felt bliss… Soaking in the hot, fragrant water he wished to remain just like that for as long as possible… He could feel the limbs stretching and aching from the latest beatings… He started to realize they were getting worse… He wished that piece a heaven to last for a bit more, but before he could feel totally restored, someone started ramming the door like no tomorrow, and the peace was over… It was him… He was back! What the hell did he want now…?! To scream some more?! “Are ya fucking decent now?!” Shouji laughed quietly, to the realization that the tough yakuza boss was being as gentle as he could for his sake… It was weird, gentle and Kai didn’t seem to go hand in hand… Shouji dressed the bathrobe hanged in one of the door holders… “Yeah… Thanks f’o askin’ this time…” “Well fuck you!! Y’o in my house, don’tya dare making fun of me, or I’ll kill ya…” Kai entered, but didn’t even raise his head… He was afraid he might feel the same way again… He tried to focus on the kid’s injuries and nothing else, but that was an impossible thing to accomplish… Shouji sat on the tub and took the top of the bathrobe so that he could treat his wounds… The bad thing was that the damn kid was again wearing that same devilish face as before, giving him no time to think, so much to be cautious… Besides the difference between the dirty and the all cleaned up Shouji were ridiculously severe… After the bath, Shouji looked like somebody else… Kai felt his body react.. It wasn’t the first time he was with a man… His younger years made him curious and he had plenty of male sex to satisfy his curiosity… But this was different, this went beyond lust and curiosity… He wanted to fuck that kid so badly his member was killing him. The huge pressure in his pants were causing him sordid pain… He wanted to ravish him, destroy him, right there…right then… How would he manage to touch him without fucking him to his last hair strand? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hope you liked it... A big kiss, and of course thank you so much for reading :*

It's been so f-cking long since I've posted anything (it's public knowledge that me and my scanner aren't the best of friends), 'cause I'm a lazy bum to scan and and even lazier bum to post the digital ones (just because). So I came across some old stuff that I had scanned long ago and apparently forgot to post so here; Haine & Badou indecency. Ah. Excuse the shitty quality of the scans and the shitty hands of the dudes; 5 min sketches can't ask for much more (;

I don't know I can do more tomorrow... so here few more for today! Bleach... From Manga Harete Bokutachi wa by Kotetsuko Yamamoto... I didn't do coloring some one already done it for it... In manga there isn't color on this... So I am glad someone coloring for this... But I did had to do some thing here and there... So enjoy! ^^

CHAPTER I (part two) Dogs Are Loyal To Their Owners I'd really appreciate some criticism because I don't know if this is worth the time it takes to write/read. (:

CHAPTER I (part one) Dogs Are Loyal To Their Owners Chapter rating: T for some language and (not really) kind of sexual situations?

Title: Chikan Diary Manga ALT. names: 痴漢ダイアリー Author: KAMON Saeko Original run: 2006 Description: 1-2) Chikan Diary Yuuto is a first year student at an exclusive private school for boys where everyone is a virgin except for the new transfer student Hachiouji. As part of the student news paper it's Yuuto's job to get all the dirty details or else spend the rest of his life as a virgin! 3) Journey of Lost Love When his lover gets married heartbroken Atsushi decides to take a tropical vacation to relieve his stress. Nothing seems to be working until pushy tour guide Rubi decides to help Atsushi out. But the only thing Rubi seems interested in seeing is Atsushi's body! 4) The Perverted Daddy Long-Legs Orphan Mizuki is suddenly pulled off his paper route and offered a high paying job taking care of a sick company President. Mizuki's new duties for entertaining the bed-ridden, surprisingly handsome young man aren't quite what he anticipated... 5) An Awkward Kiss Morihira has issues moving on to the next level of intimacy with his lover Ueda because of a complex with his face, but Ueda mistakes it as Morihira not liking him. Will this pair ever move to the next level?! 6) I Won't Even Lose to Sailor Suits Shintarou's teacher/boyfriend went to work at an all girls school and suddenly told Shintarou not to see him anymore. What is poor Shintarou to do?! Putting on a girl's uniform seems like a good start. Manga-type: Manga Series Published by: Houbunsha Group(s) Scanlating: Biblo Eros Status: Completed Completely Scanlated: Yes Completely Translated: Yes Genres: Comedy, Drama, Romance, School Life, Slice of Life, Smut, Yaoi Categories: Teacher-Student; All-Boys School; Hidden Feelings; Cross-dressing Main Characters: Yuuto, Atsushi, Rubi, Mizuki, Morihira, Ueda, Shintarou Recommendations: Hokenshitsu de Dakishimete; Unlucky Strike; Ossu! Renai Gakuen Read Chikan Diary Online Chikan Diary Download Chikan Diary Manga Chikan Diary Download link for non-members For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Summary:I never thought of writing anything again, but since i was sick in bed for more days than i thought i could manage, this came out somewhat, naturally... I have to say this, because i wish to be the most honest possible in this kind of situation. The story will be about yakuza, and has a lot(really really really a lot) of faul language and violence. It is not a sweet story. Don't expect(please) the same as Spell... or anything alike. I just wish you like reading it... Well, if you end up really reading it... Well enjoy Status: Dropped[/color] Warning: This fiction is rated +18! It contains strong language and explicit sex scenes. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- How would you describe your life….?! Good? Not bad? Great…? Awesome…? For Shouji, his life is probably, your worse view of life, your worse nightmare… Even so he goes on living, one day after the other like the river that no matter the obstacles, still flows into the sea… His story is like so many other stories of struggle, pain, loss and love… Love… He never really knew how he yearned for it… Does love truly change anything…? Isn’t love just an illusion, a shadow, smoke that floats between your fingers never getting thick enough for you to grab a hold of it? Shouji had a miserable life, indeed… He could however, and against all odds, find the smallest amount of happiness, in what people nowadays, despised, or better, didn’t pay attention to anymore… A 19 year old guy that works for his food, get’s beaten up, as soon as he get’s home… Money snatched away, days starving, sleeping in the streets, bleeding, always bleeding, inside and out… This is one of those daily times when, as soon as he steps inside his broken down home, his somewhat father beats the hell out of him, asking for all the money he battled for during a hard passing day… Money that, every time he try’s to say he doesn’t have, he get’s smashed against the floors and walls, until he gives up… “Shit, that mother fucker got m’a face again…Fuck!” These were his days and his nights… Telling his story doesn’t mean that you have a lesson to learn or that this is meant to show you the inner strength of someone, who all his life had nothing, but each day struggled for survival… The sort of thing he has to go thru, the situations he manages to escape, getting beat and beating the people he despised the most, were his reality. When reasoning wasn’t enough, his fists would work on bringing people to an understanding… “Hi there kid… Wanna win some cash… It’s easy money, wanna come?” “Ya old fart get your stinking hands the hell away f’ram me, ya sick fuck… If ya want someone to suck your dick go to a fucking whore house. Damn bastard…” The pick up lines were always the same, he knew them by heart… It would be so easy to win a warm bed, and some cash to eat the day after… But he never gave in, no mater how hard it was… “What the fuck… Am i that fucking good-looking or something… Shit, bastard, mother fucker… gotta find another place to crash now…” After rejecting a guy’s advances he always had to find somewhere else to sleep… Even if it was the street, the places he could lay his head in peace were not many. He kept looking up to the sky… The emptiness of the large space, made him wonder many times if his heart wasn’t in a similar state… Cold and empty… Usually by now his eye lids would start to become heavy, and he would fall asleep… Today however, something deep in his mind wasn’t allowing him to have the usual peaceful break. He never felt sorry for himself. He tried the best he could, he would battle the hardest his body allowed him to, it just wasn’t easy. The young boy, had strong health but faint feelings… All was sadness and pain. He prayed for the joy to come, at least for a bit, each and every night. If not joy, at least the emptiness… Felling nothing was better than to feel too much. The tears were not from the pain of his bruised and damaged face, no, these tears recalled long ago pleads, pleads he never got an answer or seen fulfilled. This pain was an old one, the times he remembered his mother were always the worse. Remembering the woman who died protecting his life, and left him alone to face the harsh world of guilt and blame surrounding him. He never asked for it, never asked to be saved, however, he was, and is now, living the twisting, painful despair. How many times did his father blame him? How many times did he get hit for that same reason? How much guilt and cruelty can a child bear within his heart…? He heard a car stop… “Shit another fucking lunatic… This one I ain’t gonna forgive, I’m gonna kick his balls so damn hard he’s going to forget about getting laid in no time…” “Hey kid, do you have a light?” “What th’a fuck do ya want you sick freak…?” “Wow wow, calm down boy, I’m just asking for a fucking light.” “You fucks all say the same damn fucking thing…” “Wah… Ahahhah, ya think I’m a pervert, oh damn I didn’t laugh this hard in quite some time… Shit kid, ya really funny.” “Funny my ass you asshole… I’m outta here…” “Hey kid wait, wait… What are ya doing here at this time…? If ya hate those fucking perverts bastards this is not the place f’o ya kid.” “What the hell. Do ya wanna get your face smashed?” “Y’are a feisty one…eheheh… C’mere kid, I ain’t a pervert, just come…” “What th’a fuck do ya want…?” “Talk. Just sit there… Are ya hungry?” “Fuck do ya care?” “Well I don’t, just asking…” “I’m fucking starved, if y’a have some with ya give me… pretend I’m a homeless or something…” “Well, aren’t you fucking homeless…? If not what th’a hell ya doing in a place like this in the middle of the fucking night?” “Ain’t your fucking business…?”

Summary: The continuation of Kenta's and Ryuu's love stories as well as their friends adventures and misfortunes. Status: Complete Chapter 1 Games Kenta “No, I don't want that there.” I ran a hand through my hair trying my fucking best not to smack the shit out of the man. Why couldn't they follow the simplest directions? I'd decided that moving was not worth the hassle. No fucking way it was worth days of moving things around and unpacking. It didn't help that my wonderful, if somewhat spoiled, boyfriend had went out and bought all new furniture. I'd gotten along for years with nothing but a futon and some boxes of clothes. “Put it along the wall there.” I pointed to the spot and watched the men wrestle the dresser into place. It was nice looking, I had to admit that. I'd never in my life owned anything remotely this nice. Except my motorcycle. I took a moment to glance around what was going to be our bedroom. I felt my mouth lift in a smirk as I looked at the giant four poster bed. Gonna have some fun on that. Well, when the idiot doc said I could. Fuck it to hell. There was a loud thud and a string of cuss words from down the hall. Shaking my head I went to see what had happened. “You broke it!” “I so sorry, I didn't see it.” That was coming from what was going to be the band's practice room. Peering inside I saw the drummer Hasu, fists clenched at his sides as he faced one of the movers. I lunged forward just in time to grab Hasu before he attacked the poor guy. “Let go Kenta!” He flailed against me and I suddenly realized that I wasn't as strong as I'd been. So I let him go and grabbed his hair instead to keep him in place. He yelped, but the pain seemed to drain away some of his anger. I shook him slightly as he tried to turn and look at me. “What tha fuck are you doin', Hasu?” I growled and let him go. He rubbed his head and shrugged, not looking at me. “He stepped on my drum.” He gestured behind him and I glanced at the now ruined drum and the very sorry looking mover. “Ain't like he did it on purpose Hasu.” “I-I know . . . I'm sorry. I just . . .” he shook his head and I saw tears on his cheeks. “Fuck Hasu . . . don't do this. We'll get you another drum. Why don't you go find Sora, it's about lunch time and I'll get us some food, okay?” I took him gently by the arm and lead him out of the room. Hasu and I had been friends before everything, but now we were even closer. He'd been kidnapped, beaten and threatened with rape. I had to give the kid a break for being upset that his drums were fucked. “I know you are still dealing with stuff, but you can't take out your anger on other people, Hasu.” “Now you sound like Sora.” He pouted, but didn't pull away. “I'm sorry. I didn't mean to lose my temper like that, but . . .” “It's alright, you don't gotta explain.” I squeezed his arm lightly before letting go. I understood all too well exactly what he meant. “Maybe later this week you and I could spar a bit.” He glanced at me the dark eyes wide. “Y-you sure? Did the doctor clear you for that kind of stuff already.” I shook my head. “Nah, but we'll take it easy.” He nodded slowly before stopping and giving me a quick hug. I could tell he was careful not to hug me as tight as he used to. It made me kinda sad. Then again it had only been three weeks since my old cellmate had tried to kill me. Had it really been three weeks already? Sometimes, it felt like yesterday. Those were never good times. After settling things with the foreman about the cost of the drum I looked around wondering what to tackle next as I stood in the living room. I realized I was rubbing my wrist and looked down. The rope burns were gone as were the bruises. I still had stitches in sensitive spots, but the doctor said I was healing good. It could have been worse. I shuddered, then jumped slightly as strong warm arms wrapped around my middle and I was pulled back against a lean solid body. “You alright? You were doing it again.” Ryuu's voice breathed into my ear. I nodded, leaning back into him. “I'm fine. Hasu's upset.” “Yeah I heard the yelling, that's why I came upstairs.” Soft lips brushed my ear and he kissed my neck. “Ryuu.” “I know, I know but who cares if there are people here. I've missed you.” “It's been less than an hour Ito.” “So . . .” I sighed, unable to help the smile as I turned to face him. “You are such a fucking weirdo.” He tapped my nose as he grinned down at me and I felt a chill run through me. It still amazed me that he'd not only asked me back but to move in with him. “Ah, but I am your weirdo, Ken-chan.” “Don't call me chan.” I tried to glare at him but then he leaned down and kissed me. Not a quick peck but a slow gentle yet very seductive kiss. By the time we parted I was breathing hard and trying to figure out how to keep anyone from seeing my boner. “Fu-fuck Ryuu . . .” “Mmm yes please. Maybe once everything is put away we can make that new bed really ours.” He pulled me into a hug and I felt him laugh. “Shall we go in the bathroom and take care of your problem?” That was when I noticed the men staring at us. “Fuck off or I ain't gonna fucking pay your lazy asses!” Ryuu just chuckled and kissed my forehead which got him a glare. “You are so adorable when you get all bossy.” “You know how I feel about people wa-mmff-” I shoved him back, breaking the kiss. “Stop it already, we got stuff to do.” He laughed and gave me a peck on the cheek before heading into the kitchen. I shook my head and watched him look through boxes for a moment. I almost had to laugh at myself. It was hard to believe that after everything that had happened the past month things could be so normal. Normal was fucking good after what we'd been through. I turned hearing someone clear their throat behind me. The man looked like he'd just drank a gallon of soy sauce. I would too if I'd had to agree not to charge for my work because one of my guys fucked up. “We are finished putting the furniture and boxes in their rooms. Did you need anything else?” I shook my head. “Nah, I think we got it.” He stood there for a second like he was expecting something more then finally shrugged and went to gather up his crew. I headed into the bedroom to make sure they'd put everything where we wanted it. This room looked nothing like the other apartment, something Ryuu and I had both agreed on. After all the shit that had went down at his penthouse, not even his parents wanted to keep the place. Last I knew the landlord was gutting it to make a ballroom or something like that. Whatever, I didn't give a shit. It had been a nice place, but I liked this better already. Ryuu and I had spent a long time figuring out what we wanted. I'd never realized that there were so many types of furniture to choose from. More than once I'd told Ryuu just to pick something, but he'd said no, that this was for both of us and he wanted my input. The idiot really knew how to make me feel wanted. Deciding I had no idea what to do with all the boxes in the bedroom I headed back to the kitchen. “Oi! Get the fuck out.” I grinned at Ryuu as I pulled him away from the box he'd been rummaging through. “You ain't got a clue what any of that stuff is, so just leave it.” “Hey now! I've been learning you know! I had Hasu teaching me how to do stuff while you were in the hospital.” I laughed and got a grin in return. “Right and that's why the hotel offered us free room service as long as you promised not to ever try to cook in the room again.” “There was a kitchenette you know, you make it sound like I lit a fire in the room or something.” “Pretty much.” I smirked at him, then yelped and jumped back as he grabbed for me.

Genre: Comedy/drama/romance/ war Synopsis: In 1930s Italy, a carefree Jewish book keeper named Guido starts a fairy tale life by courting and marrying a lovely woman from a nearby city. Guido and his wife have a son and live happily together until the occupation of Italy by German forces. In an attempt to hold his family together and help his son survive the horrors of a Jewish Concentration Camp, Guido imagines that the Holocaust is a game and that the grand prize for winning is a tank.

I just had little time this morning... So I did 3 new one... All the pictures are from game Angels Feather's artbook... Enjoy! ^^

“Oi punk that’s where ya wrong, cause ya see, this is my territory and no fucking homeless shit get’s to cross it unless I say so, ya feeling me…” “What the fuck, are you freaking Yakuza or some shit like that…?” “Yeah… ya can say so…” “Gramps I don’t want trouble… I just wanna get some place to crash.” “Well if your fucking language didn’t change all of the sudden…” “Th’a hell, then don’t say your freaking yakuza gramps cause that shit scares anyone off… So are ya?” “Am what, punk?” “Yakuza?!” “Why th’a fuck you wanna know? Ya didn’t tell me what the hell is wrong with ya for sleeping in the middle on the fucking street, and ya asking shit to me?! Ain’t answering brat!” “Ain’t no brat…” “Oh really…” “Fucking really, yeah…” “You got spunk kid I give ya that…” “Ain’t no fucking kid either gramps…” “Toshiro, go to convenience store in the back an get this punk some shit for him to eat… He’s gonna starve.” “Sure Boss.” “So y’are the Boss hu… This is serious shit! Are ya gonna kill me…?” “Fuck! If I’m gonna waist any bullets on a piece of shit like ya, no way…” “Ain’t gonna say that I’m not relieved…” “Here Boss…” “Give it him not to me, asshole!” “Sorry Boss! Right away!” “Hey gramps… Thanks!” “Yer…what d’a ya know… You know how to say thanks…” “Why th’a fuck shouldn’t i?! Ya gave me food, I’m fucking happy… Unless is poisoned…” “Ahahaha, like I would spend any fucking time in wiping ya off… Eat kid!” The bread was great, and the juice, which he much rather he bought beer, was turning just fine every time he drank it. “So, ya better now?” “Sure am gramps…” “Ar’ya gonna stop calling me fucking gramps, I ain’t that fucking old…” “Oh really, how old ar’ya then?!” “I’m in my best years kid, you’ll know when ya get there…” “Stop stalling gramps, what’s y’ar age?” “I’m fucking 34, I ain’t old stop calling me gramps punk!” “Shit” Y’are old… Ahahaha.” “What the fuck, talking to a yakuza like that you punk…” “Sorry gramps, didn’t mean t’a hurt y’ar feelings…” “Shut up… Eheheh…” “And that’s my line… I gotta find a place to crash gramps. Thanks a lot f’o th’a food.” “Hey kid, ya gonna sleep in here, really?! Aren’t ya going home?” “I ain’t welcomed there, besides, I got my face beat the fucking enough for one night, don’t ya think?!” “Your old man did that?” “Well, sure wasn’t mom since she lives in fucking cemetery…” “Fuck… Sorry kid.” “No prob gramps, I’m used to this kind of shit any way so…” “Say kid… Wanna crash at my place tonight?!” “The fuck gramps, ya said you weren’t a fucking perv…” “I ain’t that shit punk, I got pussy and ass dropping on my fucking feet if I wanna, why tha fuck would I want a skinny, beat up prick like ya’rself? Get a grip, just wanna be nice to ya…” “Ya for real? Ain’t gonna have to pay and shit?!” “Pay with what punk?!… Y’ar feet is half way in to a fucking grave. Just fucking come, and be appreciated that someone is willing t’a help yo freaking ass!” “Ya gonna turn me in a yakuza or some…” “Kid, never in this life would’ya be a fucking yakuza… Y’are to fucking skinny. Ahahahha.” “The hell, I beat the crap of anyone who messes with me, I’m tough. I’m telling y’a I’m strong…” “Yeah, yeah… Just come punk… I’ll lay a futon f’o ya once we get there.” “Ok, but I’ll be sleeping with an eye fucking open all night…” “Ahahh, that’s the spirit kid… Never let them get’ya…Ahahahha.” As it was said before Shouji, had a difficult life… As up today, he’ll face the battle of his life. Being in love… He yearned for it, but does love truly bring happiness…?! And, as the life paths are crossing, new things will be brought to light, right from the darkness of Shouji’s heart. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Okei this is it for now... Hope you liked it

Elric Elric stood feeling as though he were going to blow up - his temper was going to get the best of him this time he was sure of it. Losing his temper was a really dangerous thing, He knew that but this time, this time he just couldn't control it. Dorian spoke softly staying out of arms reach, - My Prince please calm your self. If you cannot calm down who will save your friend? You are the only one powerful enough to do this, you must calm down. Elric straightened slowly - yes yes I must not let my temper go, people get hurt Dorian released the breath that he's been holding. - Tell me about this person. I don't know him. Elric turned toward His guard and friend - There is no time now I'll tell you about him later. Now we must go to Damian's quarters - That wretched little demon had no real information for me. Who is this mystery man I wonder. If it's not Damian or his father I have no ideas left. Do you have any ideas? Dorian shrugged, freeing his sword from it's scabbard - I think shall soon find out who this sorcerer that's trying for your throne is, do you feel it? Elric nodded. Something very powerful was working magic close-by. The elementals had vanished with the tiny demon when Elric had let him go and they would not return no matter how he cajoled. - What the hell is going on. At the end of the long dark corridor Damian's door stood ajar. All was darkness and quiet. The two moved swiftly but silently toward the open door both fearing the worst. Elric used his magic to create a small light and he lifted it high as he entered the room. The first thing that he noticed was the foul smell, it struck him like a blow. Dorian gagged - What is it My Prince? Blood for sure and perhaps the smell of some terrible animal? Both men retched trying to keep from vomiting. Just inside the door was a candle on a small shelf, elric lit the candle and moved quickly into the huge room. The monster moved out of the darkness it's chains rattling loudly. Standing to it's full height it nearly brushed the ceiling eight feet above their heads. Dorian rushed forward to stand between Elric and the monster. - Wait Dorian let me speak to it. What say you monster? Would rather talk or die? I will let you choose. The monster made a moaning noise, blood dripped from it's gaping jaws. - Oh I see - he took your tongue before he left. Do you wish to have your suffering ended here or would you rather fight? The monster moved forward it's huge hands reaching out toward Elric. Dorian made a move to kill it but Elric took ahold of his arm. - Let me lay it down to rest. It's tired and in some terrible pain. He reached out with his magic and closed the monsters heart. It slipped to the floor without a sound. Elric whirled looking for Henry, lying near the bed in a pool of blood was a small body. Elric couldn't breathe - was this his Henry? This broken bleeding thing? He rushed forward to stoop over the still form.

Elric's Fury The tiny demon hung suspended in front of Elric, writhing in pain. - Tell me little one what made you decide to turn on me? Hmm? Was it just your nature? What? You'd best answer me and be quick about it. I'm in no mood for any of your nonsense. The scaly creature moaned in pain - Please Prince Stop this Please please please Elric stood stone faced, his icy gaze fixed on the shrieking figure. - Answer me demon. Only then will the pain stop. You cannot faint, you cannot escape so what you have done and for whom. - Forgive me Prince, He forced me He made me tell him. - Oh? Hmm was it worse than this? The demon sobbed, his answer lost in the sniveling. Dorian leaned forward and murmured in Elrics ear. - Perhaps my Prince you should ease the twist you have upon him so that he may answer. I do not think he will be able to tell you anything this way. Elric stood for a moment grinding his teeth. - Very well He eased the spell that held the tiny demon. - He did not torture me Prince - he tortured my siblings. - Oh? Who did such a thing and what did you tell him? - I cannot say my Prince I cannot say. If I say I will die. Henry A beast moved into the candle light. Henry couldn't tell what it was, some great hairy half man held by a huge chain around its ankle. Henry watched it with increasing fear. - Wwwhat do you want of me? Henry stammered. Fear making him want to curl into a ball. - Oh nothing really The voice sounded closer now. - I want Elric not you. But I think that I will play with you while we wait. You don't mind do you? Hmm? Help pass the time. A pale hand seemed to float out of the darkness reaching for Henry. Henry was trying not to scream, he'd never been so afraid in his life. - position him for me The silky voice had turned hard. The creature moved forward and lifted Henry by one leg. - Not like that you fool. The voice boomed. Henry realized that the man was using magic to control the creature. But it wasn't smart enough to understand what was wanted. Henry felt as though he was being stretched to death. His arms were still tied to some sort of post behind his head and the giant "thing" was pulling on his legs. There was the sound of a whip cracking and Henry fell back on to what must have been a bed of some kind. - Worthless creature, what good are you? All you can do is scare him you are too stupid to be of any other use. Go back to your corner. The man finally stepped into the flickering candle light. He was tall and very dark, his mouth had a cruel twist. His dark eyes were deeply set in his narrow face and his hair hung in long greasy strands. He grabbed Henrys chin with his icy fingers forcing him to look at him. - What do you and Elric do together? Do you bring him pleasure? Do you take him in your mouth? Should I have you do that for me as well? Henry tried to jerk his face away but the man squeezed his face until tears filled his eyes. What's the matter boy? You don't want to? I'm sure you will treat me well. After all if you want me to allow Elric to live you had better take good care of me. At this Henry finally spoke up. - You can't hurt Elric. He'll kill you. You know that he is stronger than you. A silence fell and Henry wondered if he'd said too much. - You think he is stronger? But you don't even know me, boy. - Who are you? His uncle? The man laughed softly. - That weakling? No, not I. Enough, lets play. He leaned forward, murmuring his magic, his long icy fingers stroking Henrys cheek. Henry froze he couldn't speak nor move, - This mans magic .... so strong I'm helpless. The icy fingers probed, finding all of Henrys most private places. - So cold those fingers, it hurts so much, so much. First one, then another, twisting and pushing. It was like having an icicle thrust into his body. Then the icy fingers were thrust into Henrys gaping mouth making him gag. - You are so warm, boy so lovely and warm

Title: Kumichou to Issho, 「組長といっしょ」 Author: Uda Maki Genre: Yaoi Year: 2010 Status: Completed Download Kumichou to Issho Mangaa For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Alternative Titles: この愛にひざまずけ1; Submit to My Love; Kono Ai ni Hizamazuke 1 Release Year: 2004 Author: Shihori Hayami Artist: Sakuragi Yaya Genre: Yaoi Download Kono Ai ni Hizamazuke - Submit to My Love BL Novel: Kono Ai ni Hizamazuke Here is the sequel, called Kono Ai ni Oborero Manga series by Sakuragi Yaya For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Title: Daytime and Night (Gundam 00 Doujin Game) Circle: Hanerom Genre: Doujin ADV Rating: NC-17 Size: 193 Mb Download game: || UPDATED || @SendSpace For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Title: Gloomy salad days Country: Taiwan Plot: Gloomy salad days is one drama based on the anime Hell girls. It includes many short stories about the loves which are banned in the school like: love between teacher and student, boy n boy, girl n girl...... Here I only post 2 episodes which talks about BL...! Download Gloomy Salad Days Movie -Mediafire- Episode 1 Episode 2 Episode 3 Episode 4 Episode 5 Episode 6 Episode 7 Episode 8 Episode 9 Episode 10 Episode 11 Episode 12 Episode 13 Episode 14 Episode 15 Episode 16 Episode 17 Episode 18 Episode 19 Final episode Enjoy^^ Nice weekend to all of you guys...! For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

Title: Yorube Naki Mono Manga ALT. names: 寄る辺無き者 无所依靠之人 People With No Place to Go Original run: 2008 Description: Set in feudal-era Japan, Yorube Naki Mono centers around prostitutes, assassins, and the grimier sides of city life. One night, a mysterious young man named Shikon is introduced as the newest member of Saiga's group of assassins for hire. Shikon is outgoing and flirtatious, but Saiga can sense there's more to Shikon than he lets on... A chance encounter on a moonlit night leads to two destinies awakening. Manga-type: Manga Written by: Yoneda Kou Drawn by: Yoneda Kou Published by: Taiyo Tosho Group(s) Scanlating: Dangerous Pleasure Status: On hiatus Completely Scanlated: No Completely Translated: No Genres: Action, Drama, Historical, Yaoi Categories: Shonen-ai, Rivalry Main Characters: Adaptation based on available: N/A Recommendations: Kono Yoru no Subete Read Yorube Naki Mono Online: Yorube Naki Mono Download link: Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 For download reupload requests, please post here so the staff notices them. Thanks! YO Staff

Title: I Am Not What You Want Country : Hongkong Released : 2001 Running time : 49 min Sub : English, Chinese Format : avi (medium quality) SUMMARY : This movie is about a gay university student Ricky (Chet Lam) and Mark (Nicky Hung). Ricky comes out to his family and friends, but his "fag hag" Olivia (Carol Chan) doesn't seem to be convinced. Being rejected by his parents because of his homosexuality, Ricky moves in with his friend Mark. Mark in his heart is gay too, but he has not yet come out to anyone, including his girlfriend Mabel (Joyee Lam). The movie focuses on the proccess of Mark's trying to face his sexual orientation. DOWNLOAD I Am Not What You Want Movie : LINK . .. ... I''m sorry coz this video's quality isn't really good. I've browsed it but it's difficult to get a better quality. this is an old drama, but I think it has nice story and a sweet song too For download re-upload requests, post here so the staff notices them. Note: Please only ask for re-upload if none of the download links work after checking ALL the pages of the thread. Thanks! YO Staff

I though I'd share a few of my drawings with everyone. I am ultra lazy and it's a pain so I just took some stuff I've done in the last couple of days that were scattered on the desk, took fast (aka bad) shots with my cellphone (because the scanner is an eyesore) and BAM! -- It's done. When I actually have the patience I'll do it well and scan my stuff properly. Maybe. Probably. Okay, actually don't expect it to happen in this life... These are merely some sketches I did in seconds and/or minutes in the spur of the moment so, yeah~ You know, like when some idea pops into your mind and you just have to scribble it down? Yup, it's that. Mediocre stuff, really :msn_red_fox 14 By the way there's going to be some H illustrations so minors are not allowed. (Yeah, right...) I'd appreciate some feedback. Constructive criticism is always the way to perfect one's work. Hope you enjoy (:

@ Jenow Before anything else, thank you for reading it rabbit0 You are so right about the cursing :cuteonion24: That's what happens when you write stuff on meds that made you feel like you're drunk Yes the part one and two are the cursing of the year, and i tried to change at least a bit the parts 3 and 4 to be less agressive, and make the story flow a bit more naturally... For some weird reason the first chap of anything i write never goes well O_o Bad thing was i realized it had too much once i posted it, inner thought of that time were...."Ok maybe this is way too much...", so i decided to have it reduced in the other chaps that were already written, but still not posted. I'm so glad you liked it, and now i'm really hoping to do a good job on this :cuteonion44: A very very big thank you kiss :leaf3:

D'Erlanger - SO...

My friend’s neighbour called the police on me today because of according to her my “suspicious” and “abnormal” behaviour all I was doing was talking through his letter box on the door because he wouldn’t let me in due to an argument. ( -_- )

that damn statistics teacher , i am waiting 30 minutes on line and she didnt come yet well, that means she isnt coming at all , good thing its on line , my poor sister has to go and live with things like that

Oh Jenova, hot drawings for today!

You're welcome Yes, not giving up is what I'm trying to do right now About the story you are writing, good luck! ^^

Here goes mine... Serbian: Dragana English: Beloved or Darling (yeah...that would be literally translated... ) Japanese: Aiko (going by the meaning of my name) The rest would be same as my name (Dragana) I have a boring name >o

Oh hama, I like how you make the jewelry! Skillful hobbies? I think I'm good in writing only. Usually it's poems. I tried to write novels, but it didn't work out (not yet!) -.-" The most I can write is 500 words stories.

Both of you go to sleep!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So tired..I guess this month really drained my energy..! zzz...need some sleep...

jenow-chan is the most sadistic person in Y.O XD

i feel AWESOME!!!

Ryuu After hanging up with Kenta, I immediately called Isao. Kenta hadn't even been gone and hour. “I'm already on it Ryuu.” I blink surprised as Isao answered the phone. How had he known? “I was in the office when his teacher came bursting in.” “Oh no . . . what did he do?” I was afraid to ask. I knew Kenta wouldn't d anything too stupid. Then again, he was a lot more emotional since the rape and I was afraid that meant he'd be more violent. He might be recovering physically, but even our therapist was worried about him emotionally. He'd simply repressed too much for too long. He hated the therapy sessions but hadn't fought me about going. Though he'd get very upset when he started crying. She'd quickly learned not to have us in her personal office after he'd punched a hole in the wall. He'd been mortified and had paid her cash on the spot to cover the damages, but it just showed me how much he really was suffering. That was a thought that brought tears to my own eyes. “Apparently he threatened his teacher. Though . . . Kenta's not one to make idle threats so I'm wondering if something else is going on. Hayate saw him leave the campus and is going to get him. Do you want us to bring him home?” “Yes. He sounded very upset on the phone.” I wanted to get him calmed down and find out what had happened. “Isao . . . just be easy with him, okay?” “Of course Ryuu.” I could hear the smile in Isao's voice. “He was rather emotional this morning but I thought I'd gotten him calmed down on the ride over. Ah well . . . oh, here they come, looks like Hayate did manage to get him to come. Oh shit . . . I'll call you back Ryuu.” I blinked startled at the sudden dial tone blaring in my ear. Painful spikes of worry blossomed in my stomach. What was going on? Was Kenta alright? I was not going to risk Kenta's tenuous hold on happiness just because Hasu was acting out a bit. I paced around for a bit before deciding that I needed to be doing something constructive to pass the time. I was in the dining room hanging a picture when the door opened. The next thing I knew, Kenta was clinging to me like his life depended on it. His face buried against my shoulder. Automatically, I wrapped my arms around him, hugging him close. I looked over at Isao and Hayate as they entered, appalled and uncertain as to what had happened to upset my boyfriend so badly. Hayate and Isao both shook their heads. Isao sighed and walked passed us to the kitchen. Kenta hadn't moved, and I could feel his fingers gripping the back of my shirt. Keeping one arm around his waist, I reached up to run my fingers through his hair. “Kenta, love . . . what's wrong?” “Not goin' back” He murmured against my shirt. “It's fucked up and I'm not gonna-fuck!” He suddenly let go and wrenched away, he was breathing hard and a jolt of pain hit me square in the chest as I noticed the bruise on his face. “Kenta! What happened-” I stepped forward hand raised to cup his face only to have him jerk back so fast he almost fell. He scowled and raised a hand to his face. “That fucking bastard!” “Calm down Kenta.” I'd never heard Isao use such a gentle tone with Kenta. Kenta shook his head. I wasn't fast enough to grab him as he bolted for the bedroom. Shocked and puzzled I looked to Hayate for answers. “He probably needs some time alone. Lets go sit down Ryuu and I'll tell you what I found out.” Shaking, I sat down and grabbing a pillow hugged it to my chest. Isao and Hayate sat next to each other on the loveseat and Isao's hand briefly rested on Hayate's thigh. Isao spoke first. “Kenta assaulted a teacher today. No-just let me explain Ryuu, you know Kenta would never hit someone without being provoked. This teacher claimed that Kenta was being aggressive . . . though given the way that boy expresses himself I'm not surprised. However, the teacher admitted to hitting him first.” “Well . . . that was after I came in and threatened him.” Hayate chuckled. “Lowlife mother fucker is getting fired. Apparently, he's one of those status freaks who hate anyone who isn't from the right family.” “Oh . . .” I looked down, tugging at the gold fringe on the pillow. “He must have really upset Kenta badly for him to be acting like this. I wouldn't think that getting hit would make him so emotional.” “Getting hit isn't what upset him. I think that shithead said some pretty nasty stuff to him.” I pressed my lips together, thinking. “You said that teacher is getting fired?” “Right. Once the director got wind of it, she was pissed as hell.” “Let me go talk with Kenta, I'm not going to make him go back if he's this upset-” “Yeah . . . I think he cried in the car on the way over. So weird to see him this emotional.” “Weird yes, but considering how repressed he's been for so long . . . I'd say it was inevitable given what he's been through.” I had to agree with Isao. All this time knowing Kenta and never once seeing him this emotional made things slightly awkward now. I still wasn't sure how to go about comforting him or if he even wanted to be comforted. Only one way to find out. I was surprised that the bedroom door wasn't locked. I glanced around the room noting the piles of clothes and stacks of boxes we had yet to go through. Mother and I had went a little overboard shopping. Kenta was just too much fun to dress up. Though we'd quickly got the hint that he'd had enough when he took his knife to our credit cards. I was still waiting for my replacements in the mail. I finally spotted the lump under the covers on the bed. I was very glad that Isao and Hayate had taken care of things already, because the urge to go back down to the school and find that teacher was eating at me. No one hurt my beautiful Kenta and got away with it. Going over to the bed I sat on the edge, glancing down. He hadn't moved. “Kenta, I'm sorry you are upset. I never meant for anything like this to happen, but Isao and Hayate have taken care of the teacher, so he won't be there anymore. You won't have anything to worry about.” “Not worried.” I jerked around to see Kenta standing in the bathroom doorway. Frowning I looked back down at the blankets and realized I'd been talking to a pillow. Well at least he'd heard me. Looking back over at him I felt a smile tug at my lips. Damn but the man was hot. Walking over to him, I gently touched his face. The bruise was small, but definitely there. He was frowning at me, the dark eyes betraying his uncertainty. Leaning forward I captured those gorgeous full lips in a soft kiss. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me close as he sought to control the kiss. I let him. The kiss was possessive, almost bruising a mix of tongue and teeth and sheer desire. I couldn't help the small moan at the intensity. God but this man was amazing. He pulled back after a long moment his lips curling into a tentative smile. “Feel a lot better now.” His deep sultry voice informed me. “Good.” With a hand still on his waist I guided him to the bed. “Why don't you just rest for a while? No, don't argue. I'm sorry today started off so badly. I'll take you out to lunch alright?” “No Italian?” I chuckled. “No Italian, you can pick whatever you want.” He sat down on the bed and pulled me close, nuzzling his face into my neck. “Thanks Ryuu. Sorry about earlier.” “Hey, there is no reason for you to apologize. I'm sorry that you got hurt.” He snorted, “Not hurt really, just . . . it pissed me off and I found myself wanting to really seriously mess the guy up. I . . . you know what we've talked about in therapy, me trying to not resort to violence when I get angry . . . but this guy-” He shook his head and I sat next to him wrapping an arm around him. “What about him?” I prompted. Getting Kenta to talk wasn't easy. It was downright impossible most of the time. I was thrilled he was opening up to me, I just wished it hadn't had to happen this way. Though our therapist had said it would take him a while to feel comfortable doing so. “He just reminded me too much of-of him!” I felt the tremor run though the slender frame and instantly pulled him tighter against me. “Of that monster?” I couldn't even say Rame's name aloud anymore, just thinking of him instantly made me sick to my stomach. “No . . . of the fucker who killed Ayame. He was the same way, always telling her she was fucking worthless and would never fucking amount to anything. I should have stopped him sooner, I knew what he was fucking doing . . . hell he hit me too, but . . . but Ayame said we just had to endure it for a little bit until she could find a better job. She stayed with that piece of shit because of me . . .” His voice trailed off. “Kenta . . . she loved you and it's not your fault what happened. You tried your best to protect her. I know you did. You can't always protect everyone.” “Like you and Hasu?” I barely heard him even though we were so close. “Kenta! You nearly died trying to protect us!” I cupped his face, pulling his head up so I could look him in the eye. “You did everything humanly possible Arakaki Kenta and I will forever be humbled and amazed at your sacrifice.” “Stop being so dramatic Ryuu.” The words were harsh but his eyes were soft, the slightest smile tugging at his lips. “Mmm I think the word you are looking for is melodramatic, love.” “Whatever.” He leaned his head over on me, his lips brushing my neck. “Thanks Ryuu . . . I feel a lot better now.” “Good, I'm glad. I love you Kenta and I hate seeing you upset.” “Well, I fucking hate being upset.” He sat back and looked at me or a moment, the beautiful face inscrutable. “I love you too, Ryuu.”

I hate you pimples!!! Just when im happy that my face is clean.. puff I have 3!!!! 3 big pimples now I hate my face D:

Kenta I was still in shock the next morning. Getting dressed and ready to leave I found myself continually reaching up to my face to touch my new glasses. Glasses! Fuck me, I'd never in my life imagined I'd be the one getting them, but hell if it didn't make a huge difference. I was seeing things I'd never realized were there before. Everything was clearer and sharper and it just blew me away. I was grabbing a bite to eat, standing at the counter in the kitchen when Ryuu came into the room. “Hey, Isao is on his way over to pick you up and take you to school.” I nearly spit out my rice. “What? Why? I'll just take my bike-” Ryuu's eyes hardened and he shook his head. “No, you aren't taking your bike until you get a license mister.” “Ryuu! I've been driving that bike for almost four years now! I don't need a fucking license!” “No way Kenta. If I can get my license, so can you.” “Ryuu . . . come on . . .” “Don't whine.” “I'm not fucking whining.” “You must not be able to hear yourself then.” “Goddammit! Why are you doing this to me? School, glasses, a license! What's next? A fucking office job?” I was being mean and I knew it, but I was pissed. Throwing all this stuff at me at once was not fair. Hadn't I been through enough lately? Slamming my bowl down on the counter I stalked passed Ryuu. I was surprised when he didn't try to stop me. Even as I gathered up my stuff I kept waiting for him to call me back or come stop me from leaving. He didn't. Slamming the door to the apartment, I leaned against it for a moment wondering just what the fuck was wrong with me. Why was I so upset? I nearly ran full into Isao who grabbed my shoulders to stop me. I shoved him back glaring, my heart beating too fast as I tried to get calmed down. “Rough morning?” “Fuck you.” “I'll take that as a yes.” Oh my fucking god, I felt like I was going to start crying any moment. I'd never in my life been this emotional. Gulping down air I closed my eyes dropping my chin to my chest. I just wanted to got back home and curl back up in bed with Ryuu. “Must have been a very rough morning.” A hand rested on top of my head. I was not going to let Isao be the one to make me feel better. No fucking way. “It's alright to be upset Kenta. This is a lot to put on you so soon after everything, but I wouldn't have asked this of you if I didn't think you capable.” Capable? Me? I tried to laugh but it came out more like a sob. Since when did Isao think I was able to do anything but fuck up? “Fuck off you sonofabitch, the last person I wanna see is you right now.” “Fair enough, but I'm taking you to school.” I raised my head to glare at him and suddenly realized we both wore glasses now. Fuck. My. Life. “I ain't fucking going.” “Really, then why are you all dressed with your bag ready to go?” “I really fucking hate you.” “I wouldn't expect any less.” He grabbed my arm, pulling me along. “Now lets go. I have to smooth things over so you can stay. Oh and I have something for you to read on the way there.” I cussed him out all the way to the car, but it didn't do any good. Once in the car, he shoved a folder in my face. I rolled my eyes but took it anyway. There were quite a few computer printouts and the name Yabuki Hasu was highlighted several times along with another name that didn't make any sense. BoyLuv3r92. After looking over the page I went back to the top to read through it. “This is fucked up. Someone is actually saying this kinda shit to Hasu?” Looked like I'd been right about some people being jealous. These comments were really hateful and directed at Hasu himself. I'd never seen his journal thing before but how someone could get that he was a stuck up spoiled brat from him just talking about cooking? What the fuck? Seriously? “Yes, and those aren't the only comments either. The forum had a whole thread attacking Hasu before I found it and shut it down and banned the user who'd started the topic.” He glanced sidelong at me and sighed. “You don't have a clue what I'm talking about . . .” “Well . . . no, but I get it. Someone has it out for Hasu and that's why ya want me at the school.” Isao reached over and patted my head. “Good boy. Shall I get you a treat.” “Fuck you.” “No thanks.” Isao chuckled and gave my head one last pat. “Please don't get into trouble today, this is costing us a lot of money.” “It's not like I go out of my way to find trouble.” Isao gave me a flat look, the dark eyes clearly unbelieving. “I don't! Okay . . . maybe just when I'm bored . . . or in a bad mood . . . or a good mood . . . dammit stop looking at me like that!” Isao chuckled. “I guess you can be cute when you want to be.” I shuddered and pretended to gag. “Don't ever say anything like that to me again.” “Deal.” Had I just joked around with Isao? Wow . . . that was fucking weird, but felt good in a way. Maybe someday we might actually be friends. Yeah right. We walked into the school together and he left to go talk to the director while I went to class. It was so odd to be able to read the posters on the wall and see the classroom signs before I was right on the. Everything looked so clear and bright. It was giving me a headache.

Ryuu Kenta didn't fight me about going to the doctor like I'd thought he would, but then again he'd come home from school with another massive headache. Sora was nice enough to drive us since I was still working on getting my license. “I know it's only been two days, but have you found anything out?” Sora looked apologetic as he glanced in the rear view mirror at us. Kenta shook his head. “No, sorry. Best I got is that he's one of the more popular guys at the school.” Sora chuckled. “Well that certainly stands to reason. Not a lot to dislike about Hasu.” I had to agree with that. Hasu was sweet, sensible and kind. Not to mention adorable. He was a fan favorite and had the most comments on his blog of any of us. I was a little worried though, because none of the fans knew his real age. “Not dislike, but plenty to be jealous over.” Kenta's soft statement startled me. I knew he was observant, but it never occurred to me that he'd understand that much. My boyfriend really was amazing. I leaned over and kissed him. He gave me one of his adorable pseudo-glares. “What?” “Nothing, I just love you.” “Weirdo.” “Yes but I'm your weirdo.” That got me a smile and he pulled one of my braids. The rest of the ride was spent talking about our upcoming concerts. It was odd to think that Kenta wouldn't be there as my bodyguard anymore. I was still getting used to that idea. I'd asked him how he felt about not working for so long and the best I'd get was a shrug. Well at least he was more vocal about other things now. I really hoped the exam went well today and the doctor gave him a clean bill of health. He wasn't the only one feeling a bit pent up from no sex. I wouldn't let him mess around just incase things went too far. The doctor had been very specific about how serious, even life threatening, his injuries were. After his surgery, I'd hidden in the bathroom and cried for hours in the hospital. I laid my head over on his shoulder for a moment just needing to feel him near me. He patted my hand where it rested on his thigh. “What's wrong?” “Nothing, just hope things go well today.” “Fuck yeah. I'll punch that doctor if he does what he did last time.” “Kenta, he had to check you and make sure things were healing correctly. Sora told you what to expect.” “Yeah but it still didnt' help when he stuck that cold metal up my ass.” “It's called a speculum.” Sora stated dryly. “What the fuck ever. Not doing that again. Was embarrassing enough having my legs spread like some fucking chick.” I shook my head trying to suppress my laughter. He'd cussed the doctor until he was blue in the face and every nurse within earshot was pink from head to toe. I ruffled his hair. “You'll do whatever the doctor tells you to do.” “Fuck you.” “Not until the doctor says you can.” “God dammit Ryuu!!” The exam went much better than I'd hoped. Other than the fact that Kenta had been very upset about having to submit to a digital exam by the doctor. At first he'd cussed then pleaded and I'd finally had to stand beside the exam table and hold his hand before he'd agree to it. It made me sad that he was still so scared of having anyone touch him. At least the doctor had good news. “You are almost completely healed Kenta. Give it another couple of weeks and you'll be as good as new.” Kenta jumped his fingers tightening on my arm as the doctor checked the stitches along the perineum. “You are fortunate the tearing didn't extend any further through. How's your pain? Is the medication helping?” “When he remembers to take it.” I interjected for him. I smiled sweetly at the doctor, catching Kenta's sour look out of the corner of my eye. “And you both are still going to the therapy sessions?” “Yes.” Kenta growled. The doctor chuckled and took Kenta's feet out of the stirrups. Kenta immediately scooted back and sat up yanking the gown down over his knees. “Why don't you get dressed now Kenta.” The doctor smiled and rolled his chair out of the way. “Ah Doctor,” He paused and turned back to me. “There was one other thing he was needing to discuss with you.” “Oh? What's that Kenta?” Kenta looked at each of us and I wondered for a moment if he'd forgotten. “Oh . . . about the headaches. It's no big deal.” “Kenta! You've come home from work two days in a row with headaches so bad you have to go lay down.” “Headaches you say? What do you think is causing them?” “I only get them when I try to read to look at stuff far away. It's not that big a deal.” The doctor frowned for a moment and taking a pad of paper out of his lab coat pocket wrote something on it and handed it to me. “Go downstairs and get an appointment, they might be able to see you today.” “Another doctor? What the fuck? Forget it.” “Hush Kenta.” I chided him. “Get dressed so we can go.” He was pouting, but I wasn't going to let that sway me. Something was wrong and I was determined to find out what it was. I blinked at the receptionist. “Ah . . . alright, how soon-” “She can see you now actually. She just had a cancellation.” “Great!” “Please have a seat. The nurse will call you in a moment.” Kenta didn't fidget but I could tell he was nervous. “I've never been to one of these doctor's before.” “You'll be fine. Its nothing that's going to hurt.” I didn't get a chance to reassure him any further as we were called back. By the time we were done, Kenta looked thoroughly bewildered and unsure of himself. I gave him a quick kiss that I hoped was soothing. He looked up at me, and I sucked in a startled breath at the lost little boy look, the dark eyes full of uncertainty. “Ryuu . . . I never realized . . .” “That you were missing so much?” I finished softly, stroking the back of his head. He nodded, his eyes roaming about the room. “So umm . . . what now?” “We pick out some killer frames for you and get them fitted and then they'll put the lenses in and we can go home.” “That's it?” “Yes that's it.” Sora was waiting outside to pick us up when we came out. He did a complete double take and then walked up to Kenta looking down at him for a moment. “That look really suits you Kenta.” The corner of Kenta's mouth twitched but he didn't quite make it to a smile. “Fuck off.” Sora looked over at me. “We should have realized he needed glasses a long time ago.” “Yeah I know. Now that I think about it, it was pretty glaringly obvious he couldn't see very well. I'm surprised he passed his driver's test.” “Wait . . . there's a test for that?” “And so now we know the truth.”

Ryuu I was so comfortable at the moment. Our new couch was beautiful and not white thank goodness. I’d had enough of white furniture. No this was a very nice pale blue with cream and gold and was even more comfortable than it looked. When I’d walked through the living room and seen Kenta lounging on the coach, the temptation to join him had been irresistible. He was currently nestled between my legs, his head on my chest while I played with his hair. We were both watching Sora and Hasu try to hook up the new entertainment system. It was amusing watching them especially since Hasu seemed to be in a much better mood and was tormenting Sora at every turn. Probably not intentionally though. “Okay, this line goes to the sub woofer.” “Got it. Okay, that’s the last one right? Can we play games now?” Sora chuckled and patted Hasu on the head his affection for the younger drummer practically glowing in his eyes. “Yeah sure, what were you wanting to play?” “I don’t know . . .” Hasu looked around the room at the stacks of yet to be unpacked boxes. “Where are the games?” I frowned. “I’m really not sure which box they are in Hasu.” Hasu frowned and headed for the closest box. Before I had time to say anything he’d opened it and was busy unpacking it. “Ah . . . Hasu, you don’t have to do that there are too many boxes to worry about tonight.” Sora shook his head at me eyes narrowed. Okay . . . “B-but I guess we could get started at least.” I went to sit up and there was a disgruntled noise from Kenta. I looked down to see him blinking sleepily at me. “Stay’ere.” And with that I ended up laying on the couch snuggling my boyfriend while my two best friends unpacked for us. Sora found the alcohol somewhere along the way and got us each a drink. By then Kenta was fast asleep one hand lightly clutching my shirt. “I found them!” Hasu crowed holding up several game cases. “Shhh! Kenta is asleep.” “Oh . . . sorry.” He grinned sheepishly at me. “So can we still play?” “I don’t know Hasu, it’s getting pretty late now, it’s after ten and you’ve got school tomorrow.” Hasu made a face. “It’s not that big a deal. I usually stay up late playing games at home anyway. It’s not like my graduating at the top of the class is going to matter anyway.” Sora and I looked at each other. He spoke up first. “Hasu, school is the most important thing right now. You are way too smart not to graduate at the top of your class. Hell, you’re even a grade ahead of other kids your age!” I nodded. “Sora and I both graduated at the top of our classes. There is no reason you can’t.” Hasu set the games back in the box and got to his feet. “I appreciate the concern guys, but it’s not something I’m that worried about.” “You should be. Ryuu and I have talked about helping you pay for university, you won’t get into a good one if your grades slip.” Hasu looked over at Sora, the dark eyes puzzled. “Why would you guys do that? It’s not your responsibility.” “Maybe not, but you can’t pay for it by yourself and I’m sure there is something you’ll want to study further.” I smiled at him, wishing there was some way to erase the worry now etched on the cute face. “Believe me, it would be for the best. It’s very difficult to get along in society now without a degree of some kind.” Hasu shook his head and I frowned recognizing the stubborn set to his jaw. “So. It’s my decision ultimately. Like I said I appreciate the input but it’s really none of your concern.” “Hasu, we just want what is best for you, we are your friends.” He shrugged and headed passed me toward the kitchen. “Thanks, but I’ll do what I want.” I sighed and looked at Sora. The deep green eyes looked pained. I shook my head looking down at Kenta. Hasu was still too young to understand that the decisions he made now would affect the rest of his life. Looking at the dark head pillowed against my chest I wondered if it would help to have Kenta talk some sense into Hasu. He knew firsthand how bad things could be if wrong choices were made. I’d have to ask him if he’d feel comfortable talking with Hasu about school and explaining to him why it was so important. Since everything that had happened the two of them had spent a lot of time together. Hasu looked after Kenta like a worried younger brother. Kenta put up with him a lot better than I’d thought he would at first. Though Kenta had mellowed out a lot in the past few weeks. Nearly dying might do that to a person. An unwelcome chill ran through me and I rubbed a hand over my eyes. “Hey, why don’t you go to bed. You look beat.” Sora’s gentle voice reached me, pulling me back from the memories. Opening my eyes I had to blink a couple of times. “Yeah that would be good . . . uh, do you mind?” I gestured to my sleeping boyfriend who was effectively pinning me to the couch. I didn’t want to wake Kenta, god knew he needed his sleep. He’d been doing entirely too much and I was worried that it was hindering his healing. Sora was already on his feet and it only took a little maneuvering for him to gather Kenta into his arms. It always made Kenta look so petite and vulnerable in my eyes. Something I was still getting used to after years of only seeing the tough yakuza façade he always projected. I wouldn’t go back for anything though I wished he hadn’t had to suffer so much this past month. He was taking everything so much better than I could have. Then again he was just a stronger person. He had to be with everything he’d dealt with growing up. Following Sora toward the bedroom I looking into the kitchen to see Hasu sitting on the counter with a jar of mayo resting on his lap a distant look in his eyes. Reaching out I grabbed Sora and motioned for him to be quiet, nodding my head in the direction of the youngest. His heavy sigh made me sad. Sora loved Hasu and I understood how much it hurt to see the one you loved looking so lost and alone. I knew Hasu had suffered a horrible trauma but something else seemed to be bothering him. Something that none of the rest of us knew about or realized. Once Sora laid Kenta on the bed I thanked him and crawled up in it myself. Our first night together in our brand new apartment and we weren’t even going to have celebratory sex. It would just have to wait I guess. There were more important things than sex. Less fun . . . but more important.

Haine & Badou, from DOGS. Colored version.

First attempt at tablet. For Matt. (:

It's too f*cking HOT! yoyo3 Can't draw anything decent today... (-_-) #$%&! Shirogane, from Monochome Factor. FAIL.

Let us reminisce a little. Some old stuff of mine for misakixusagi's entertainment. Laugh your ass off, mate! :9yoyo30: I felt kind of nostalgic looking trough some of these...:cuteonion7: The L x Light one's must be from around 2006~2007 (during my Death Note obsession period); the Yuki one from 2004 (during my Gravitation obsession period)... Maybe. The Saito & Sano one around 2002~ (during my Rurouni Kenshin obssesion period), and the original one, I'm guessing 2003.

Let's start today's update with some disgraceful Nowaki that i did last night, followed by something to atone for it.

Attempt at Morinaga, for Rei (:

I made a new video guide... take a look and do exactly the same, as I also got that Mainsystem.exe error and after doing those things the error didn't show up anymore... so, here it is: