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(Here is chap 2. hope you guys like it! Also, i forgot to say this before. i might use some rough/dirty language once in a while. sorry in advance!! ^^'') Chapter 2 – Walking “So… somewhere was actually the center of the town?” The rock boy looked right into Daichi eyes, as if trying to figure out what was happening inside that head. Yet, without a word, he turned his eyes back to the street and kept on walking. “And I guess not” The center of the town was nothing like the garden of gods; there was no river to reflect the sky and much less any green grass. Well, one could see the random gardens or the small plants hanging on the verandas. However, after seeing the riverside, that random green in the town was not even worth being called by that name. There was a big grey palace in the center of the square, with shinny letters saying “City Council”. Next to it, it could be seen some tall grey buildings, this time with big windows reflecting all the other houses around the palace. Each house had its own color, being those colors the only way to distinguish one from another. A colorful mess. Still, some of those new designers and architects would claim that this town was one of the most modern and beautiful ones. Certainly, they had not seen the riverside. “Say… do you happen to live around here?” Daichi dared to ask, thinking they were probably heading to his house. To his surprise the rock boy made a sound that could be mistaken by a laugh. “Why would I even take you to my house?” Upon hearing such question, Daichi felt the shame eating him up. How could he have ever thought a guy he had just met, who didn’t even talk much on top of it all, would take him to his own house? Even worse, how come he wanted to go to his house so much? Ridiculous. “So-sorry…” The couple of minutes after that question were extremely awkward. For the first time Daichi couldn’t bring himself to say a word. Even though he was the one making such weird question, he couldn’t help but think the other boy was a bit rude with his reply. Wasn’t he a friendly guy? Would it be so bad to take him to his house? These thoughts were taking over him and for a while this was all he could think of. Eventually, they were past the center of the town, heading to the train station, and Daichi gathered all his courage to start a conversation again. “So… somewhere is that far that we even need a train?” The other boy looked at him for the first time since that last rude reply. “Apparently” “In truth… you really have no idea where we are going, right?” Once again there was no response from him but, to Daichi surprise, a slight smile could be seen on that boy’s poker face. Daichi was so excited about that happening that he couldn’t stop himself from laughing, which startled the other one. “Oh! Sorry! Ahahahah It’s just that Ahahahahah I was not expecting to see you smile!” The boy was so surprise after hearing such thing, that his eyes seemed ready to pop out. “What?” “It’s just that… You have the most interesting expressions!” At the sound of such words, the rock boy turned around as fast as he could and headed to the ticket booth, making Daichi wonder if he had angered him. “Sorry! Sorry! Please wait for me!” After buying their tickets, both of them sat on the bench waiting for their train to arrive. Even though Daichi was already thinking of good topics to try to discuss with him, the boy was the first one to talk. “I can smile too and get angry too.” Daichi was confused. Why would he say that out of the blue? “I mean… if you start laughing every time I smile or show a different expression, you’ll be laughing all the time…” “Weeeeell…. You do have the best poker face I’ve ever seen… Sooo…” “Maybe I should start playing poker then!” Hearing this reply, said with such a serious face, made Daichi laugh so loud that it echoed all over the train station and it was only overpowered by the actual sound of the train. They got in the train and found their seats, right next to the window, one in front of the other. “I guess you’ll have to look at my beautiful face for the whole trip! Please don’t fall in love with me!” Even though Daichi was smirking while making a goofy face, giving away that he was obviously joking, the rock boy took it seriously. “Don’t worry, I won’t!” “Hey! I was just joking!!! Geez!! Don’t take everything so seriously!” “Oh… Sorry…” Once again an awkward silence filled the space between them, making both of them look outside the window, looking for a way out. As the train started to move, the awkwardness seemed to fade away bit by bit, until there was only a feeling of calmness. Even though this was a sudden move for both of them, they seemed comfortable and happy to be on a trip. “Hey you! Say a number!” “M-me? Hmm… okay… let’s see… hmm… 5!” “Then we’ll get off in the 5th stop!” “Oh… okay then! And please don’t call me You! My name is-“ “I know your name! I still remember! Kanzaki Daichi, right?” “Yes” Daichi was extremely happy to see that the other boy remembered his name. For a moment there, he felt embarrassed to be excited on the thought of another guy remembering his name. But it was not time to think about such things! “Then please call me by my name…” “It’s too long! You is easier to say!” A sudden feeling of anger and frustration took over Daichi’s mind, making him want to leave the train right away and just go home. Somehow, the opportunity to ask the rock boy’s name had slipped away from him; also had the opportunity to have an enjoyable trip.

Vassalord OVA (English Subs) Title: Vassalord OVA Alt. title: ヴァッサロード Plot: Charley, a cyborg vampire who does the Vatican's dirty work, is the thrall of the local vampire playboy Johnny Rayflo. As the two fight crime (and each other), hilarity, violence and sacrilege ensue! But can Charley resist his own desperate cravings for blood? Find out as the devilish duo go up against a childlike vampire princess, a mysterious branch of the Unitarian Church... and one another. Type: OVA Episodes: 1 Released: Mar 15, 2013 Director: Nakazawa Kazuto Character Design: Takahashi Nariyuki Producers: Production I.G Genres: Action, Comedy, Mystery, Fantasy, Shounen Ai, Vampire, Supernatural Translated by: YaoiOtaku Translation: Saga Timing & encoding: Key Format: Avi Dowload Vassalord OVA (English Subs): Mediafire 4Shared NOTE: You can share the OVA outside the forum (Youtube, Facebook etc.) as long as you give credits (a link to YaoiOtaku). Watch Vassalord OVA Online (HD Quality): Vassalord OVA Online 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: Two highschool boys decide to go on a trip together, right after meeting each other for the first time. Just how far will they go? And how far will their feelings go during this trip? Status: In progress Author's Note: Hello everyone! well, i'm no professional writer nor am i very good at it either. ^^'' But i do have fun writing! So, the other day i had an idea and decided to start a story based on that! That being said... here it's the first chapter! ^_^ (PS: I have no schedule to post the chapters. it depends on my time to write them and if i have any ideas or not! xD) Anyway! I hope you all enjoy reading it! ;D sorry for any error i might make! >. *** Story Information: there are 2 main characters (at least for now). they are both young boys in highschool. when it comes to their speeches, one will be (kind of)red and the other one will be (kind of)blue. -------------------------------------------- Chapter 1 - Going Somewhere The riverside has been, for a very long time, one of the most beautiful and quiet places in town. Not only is the water so clean that it can reflect the light blue of the sky perfectly, it also has the greenest grass one can imagine. In fact, many believe it was once the garden of Gods. However, the same people who admire its beauty also fear it, to the point of avoiding walking near such stunning place. Consequently, human voices were definitely not heard around the river, much less any of those new generation sounds. Even so, since early morning, a new sound could be heard echoing above the river. Splash. Animals came rushing to see who was the one daring to disturb the Gods. Splash. Small circles were dancing in the water, one after the other, making a sudden turbulence. Splash. “Give him a break! He already died a few rocks ago!” At the sound of such words, a slim silhouette turned around to face whoever might have talked just now. The sudden wind blew his hair, making him unable to clearly see the person heading into his direction. “After such powerful attacks… how could he still be alive?” Now, both of them were close enough to be able to see each other. However, there was no continuation to the conversation, as another rock was thrown into the river. The silence was overwhelming; not even the animals were giving any sign of being alive. Even the skeptics would, for a moment, think the Gods were watching those two staring at the river, given the peaceful yet heavy atmosphere. “Why are you skipping classes?” There was no reaction from the other person, not even a slight head movement or a deep sigh, making the silence becoming somewhat awkward. “You’re not one to talk much are you?” How long has it been since any word was heard on that sanctuary? For quite a while the river has been having a talk with himself, loud and clear for everyone else to hear. But somehow that was about to change. “Aren’t YOU the one skipping?” “He lives…” The surprise upon his face was noticeable even to the small fishes swimming right next to them. After all, the other boy had talked for the first time. Once again they were able to look right into each other faces, only to see a couple of tired and frustrated eyes. “I don’t like school.” “Why don’t you quit then?” “It’s not that easy… I can’t just quit!” The boy arm was up while holding a rock, patiently waiting to be thrown into the moving river. However, its destiny changed, as the arm slowly went down and the rock fell in the grass, where it belonged. “Wanna go somewhere?” Whether it was the surprise upon hearing the rock boy actually taking the lead and making such daring question, or the fact he was thinking before giving his answer, there was no response for a while. “Where’s somewhere exactly?” “Well… Just somewhere…” The boy started to move away from the river, heading to somewhere, leaving the other one behind staring at him, questioning whether to go or not. “Hey! Wait! I’m going too!” He started running to catch up with the slim silhouette walking ahead of him. “Someone must keep an eye on you! You might end up killing every river around there and… we wouldn’t want you to go to jail this young, would we?” The smile on his face while saying such bizarre things, made the other one chuckle. “If you say so” “What’s your name?” The silence was the only response he had. Yet, it was not a surprise for him, since the other boy didn’t talk much from the start. “I’m Daichi. Kanzaki Daichi“ The only thing he could think of, due to all that silence, was that that rock boy was extremely shy. Because, somehow he did not come around as a rude one, so he could only be shy… or just suspicious of others. “So… where are we really going?” “Somewhere”

Original name: The Forest of Shimmer Manga ALT. names: Kagerou no Mori Original run: 2003 Description: Minori was attracted by Kitagawa Yougo’s first work, “Fallen Birds” and came all the way from Tokyo to his exhibition in the countryside. Their first meeting ended in a very unexpected way and it seemed that Kitagawa sensei was deeply in love with Minori since a long time ago. How can that be? Will Minori accept Kitagawa sensei? Manga-type: Manga Written by: KUSAKA Takaaki Drawn by: KUSAKA Takaaki Published by: Core Magazine (DRAP) Group(s) Scanlating: Attractive Fascinante Status: 1 Volume [Complete] Completely Scanlated: Attractive Fascinante (complete) Completely Translated: English (complete) Genres: Drama, Yaoi Categories: Age Gap, Angst, Rape Main Characters: Minori, Kitagawa sensei Adaptations available: N/A Recommendations: N/A Read Kagerou no Mori Online: Kagerou no Mori Download using the following links: Download - Removed due to scanlator's request

Original name: Hana no Mizo Shiru Manga ALT. names: 只有花知晓 (Chinese); 花のみぞ知る (Kanji); 꽃만이 안다b (Korean); Hana no Mizushiro (Romanji); Only the Flower Knows (English); Só as Flores Sabem (Portuguese); Sólo la Flor lo Sabe (Spanish); Seule la fleur sait (French) Original run: 2009 Description: Youichi's life at university is going just fine. He isn't having any trouble with his classes, he has plenty of friends, and even a cute girlfriend named Minami. Then the day comes where he meets Misaki. Misaki is a reserved, stand offish fellow but for some reason, Youichi can't seem to get him out of his mind. In fact, he can't seem to stay away. When he lands a job working in the lab with Misaki, it seems more than just the flowers are about to bloom. But will they recognise their emotions for what they are, and have the courage to accept it? Manga-type: Manga Written by: Takarai Rihito Drawn by: Takarai Rihito Published by: Taiyo Tosho Group(s) Scanlating: Alterity Scans, Catandmouse Scans, SpicaSkies Status: Complete Completely Scanlated: Yes Completely Translated: Yes Genres: Drama, Slice Of Life, Yaoi Categories: School Life, Drama Main Characters: Misaki, Youichi Adaptations available: N/A Recommendations: Seven Days Read Hana no Mizo Shiru Online Hana no Mizo Shiru (Updated) Download Hana no Mizo Shiru Manga v01[eng] v02[eng] v03[eng] Finally, i was able to find some source to this manga.. so i thought of sharing it thanks to my dear friend! 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

Sex Pistols OVAs Title: Sex Pistols Original Works: Kotobuki Tarako Genre: comedy, drama, supernatural, yaoi Number of Eisodes: 2 Year : 2010 Summary: People are starting to act very odd around Norio. This average, normal boy is suddenly getting a lot of unwanted romantic attention and he can’t figure out why! A broken leg and a fall down the stairs into the arms of a handsome stranger set off the beginnings of an explanation, and it is one Norio never could have possibly imagined. Soon a whole new world opens up for Norio, revealing a secret society of special people evolved from animals other than monkeys. This society has a complex structure and its members are ranked by rarity and desirability, and it turns out that Norio is a particularly rare breed and his DNA is in much demand! How will he survive in this modern jungle where he’s suddenly the prey? Watch Sex Pistols OVAs 1-2 Online (HD Quality): Sex Pistols OVAs 1-2 Online Download Sex Pistols OVAs: Ova 1 Ova 2 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

Hello to you all. If you didn't know, which I'm sure you did not, I like to make up ideas. And I enjoy role-playing. So, it should only see fit to do this. Now, let us proceed with the ideas. I warn you-- they might get somewhat ridiculous. If so.. no apologies. Heheh. Promises, promises.. MAILER DAEMONS AND THEIR SEDUCTIONS. Quick Summary: A person falls in love with someone inside a book. Background: Teen Titans. I kid you not. That episode with Raven being wooed from someone that was inside a book and turned out to be evil? Totally inspired this. A HOUSE AND ITS ESOTERIC WAYS. Quick Summary: A murderer used to live inside the house. The person is brave (or stupid) enough to live there. Shit goes down. Background: I love Horror Movies. I loved the movie Sinister. INSPIRATION STRUCK. TRADITIONAL VAMPIRES AND HAMLETS. Quick Summary: A magistrate is meddlesome, and decides to change some bastard's hamlet. This bastard is vampire. OH SHI-- Background: My complete admiration and love of Bram Stoker's 'Dracula'. Yes. Those are my ideas. My first ones. Feel free to message or reply to this if interested at all. My own RPing Information is: [/li][li]My traditional responses are between 150 - 200 words or more [/li] [li]and I can get on between 3 and 10 P.M. EST.[/li] If you need more information, again, just tell me! Tea's STRANGE AND SLIGHTLY ODD CHARACTERS. Here are some per-established characters. They may not go with the RP I think about, and actually are NOT built for them, but are here for pleasurable viewing. Race: Witch; Celtic Wicca Full name: Timon Brenhin Waahid ( Or as an affectionate pet name, TB or Ti-Ti.) Age: 28 The ones that seem hopeless... LOOKS Height and Weight: 5'11'' and 146 lbs., 32 ounces. Complexion: You know that cup of nice, steaming, black coffee you get at a diner? Obsidian black liquid deliciousness in a mug right? That's him but just a shade or two lighter. Because of his surprisingly dark skin color, the black hair doesn't help all that much. Body Type/Health: Not in good shape. With several medical issues, he has to take pills almost constantly and with the amount of stress he feels on a daily basis, it does affect his health. Not to mention with the stress and combined issues- don't really help in the locks department. Most people would describe him as this; A giant took him by the head and then the foot and just pulled. He is lanky and with long sort of limbs though there is some underlying strength. Facial features: A sort of triangular face molded into sharp angles. His ears are a bit sharp to go along with his nose and structure of his eyes. There are slightly angular features to him such as the sudden sharp curve of his eyes and sharpness to his ears. It was as if little triangles were inserted into his face to give him all of this. In some weird, strange way… It kind of works for him. Distinguishing marks: His eyes that are- for the record- NOT CONTACTS. He leaves all that Circle Lenses, Colored Contacts bull-shit for those who want to go through all of that. Aside from that he has the strangest mark under his cheek. It's very small but when you zoom in, you can make out almost.. Words? Who knows. Apparent Temperament: His posture is a bit hunched and slouched which gives him the height of 5'9'' or so but whenever he is very serious, he stands straight and tall. He is always wearing the expression of a blank, bored, and stoic male who seems to be staring off into space. Because of his eyes, most people think him to be a major druggie and his shabby clothes doesn't really help this. Whenever he gets passionate about a subject, he begins talking very fast and usual paces with his hands behind his back and his coat flowing behind him. This happens when he usually sparked by a subject he is interested in, likes, or making plans or ideas. He is almost constantly mumbling to himself and when he is not doing so, is usually cracking his knuckles and wrist. Because of his usual pent up emotions and energy, he can easily fly into a flurry of movements and expressions and words. Aside from that, he is usually always moving (shifting from foot to foot, pacing) and doesn't really.. Walk. It seems like he glides how smooth his movements are. Hair and eyes: His hair goes in a sort of layered pieces curling out with split ends evident in some places but aside from that, is- or had been- a sandy blonde color with brown pieces mixed in. It had framed his sort of triangular face going to soften the almost strange angles of his face. But now? The locks had slowly drained to black though the tips seem to be going a bit white. It's grown out now and makes him seem like a sort of wild hobo, the mane of tangled black hair giving people that sort of impression. When he does take a look at himself in the mirror, it's combed and brushed and shampooed and taken care of to be restored back to it's split ended, layered form. Eyes.. A bit of a unique thing when it comes to Timon. He has the case of Heterochromia iridum with his right eye being a bright, slightly hazel color while the other is a burnt wheat color- though with that he has Central Heterochromia iridum with the color around his iris being brown. These strange orbs always seem to stop people dead when they stare right into them; Sharp and critical black holes- or rather, brown and hazel.. Black holes. Both eyes are usually covered with the bangs of his hair, only a few places of the bright colored eyes showing. Not to mention that he's going blind in one of his eyes so the color has become subdued. Casual wardrobe: When he's out and about, it's normal for him to wear this. A black trench coat decked out in brass buttons. It is in no way high fashion or a 'great deal' and some thrift store but rather a slightly raggedy coat that he always wears. For some reason, it is never taken off- not even when the splintering hot weather beats down upon him. Underneath that? No one particularly knows but it's probably not very fashionable. Light boots that kind of mold to his feet- makes it easier to run ya know? Other than that, when he's home it's all very plain. A pair of baggy sweatpants, an over sized rainbow sweater that has maintained its bright, vivid color with no shoes. ACTION TIME wardrobe: He doesn't ditch the trench coat but rather opens it, revealing a black, silk dress shirt that fits to his body slightly. His dark brown pants are a bit ripped and dirtied with dust and many times he spent int the woods. He doesn't particularly change his clothing other than just opening up his trenchcoat and pulling on some fingerless, black gloves. Usually he runs away or climbs up trees so the gloves do protects his hands in a sort of way. Etc: He usually paints his nails or toes sometimes but only once in a blue moon. He has tattoos located on several parts of his body but where they are- the world may never know. Along with the tattoos, he does his ow henna- and rather nicely at that. He used to have piercings but the metal bothered him too much in later years so he removed them. Now a days, he has Indian-like jewelry that he puts on only once in a blue moon. PERSONALITY Music: A very straightforward and sharp male really. Timon doesn't like to dilly-dally when he knows there are important matters to be attended to and for him, everything is an important matter- EV-ER-Y-THING. Whether this be due to his mild case of OCD or his strong case of Paranoia, who knows. All there is to say on his demeanor- on the surface- is that he is a weird, isolated, obsessive compulsive freak who seems to have a case of pretty mild Dysthymia. In truth.. That is the truth- if you include his case of Asperger syndrome. Not only is he a man who questions every person, every action, and every detail in his existence but is also very paranoid due to the things he has 'played' in. Constantly looking over his shoulders, constantly being severe, and constantly taking pills to soothe his conditions is what Timon is and really, always will be. He doesn't like people a certain inch (4 inches) close to him and always knows when you've stepped one centimeter over that 4 inch mark that you are not supposed to cross. His OCD causes him to play a frightening amount of attention to detail. It's not good to call him shy either. He is a reticent person in a way but he'll be quick to pounce on what mistakes you made, how you made them and tell you the right way. It is rare that you will see him in a different mood or state but- like all cliches- he changes around those he is comfortable around. His tone may not be as sharp and he'll calm subtly around them. Afterward he'll go straight back to his sharp, paranoid, and critical self and all will be right in the world. Very few things can get him talking but when he becomes passionate in something- even the smallest thing- it's hard to get him to shut up until you make a good argument that'll get him thinking or he runs out of voice to talk in. Strangely enough, he never shows anger. Rage. It is an emotion smothered deep inside him along with lust and wrath. Though his snapping and scowling is perceived as anger it is only irritation and nerves. He never really gets angry and never really feels the need to do 'manly deeds' (".. I wear tube sucks. I don't use them.") and check women out or anything. Timon has an intense interest with things related to science, nature and death such as corpses, molecular and DNA structures, graveyards, headstones, demons, chemistry, etc. Also an intense interest in all things human, werewolf, witch and well.. People related. Observing people is said to be unnerving but he wouldn't know. Regular people are so fascinating, don't you think? Speech: If he ever does talk, it is usually a hoarse tone of voice. Timon has a soft- but not kind- voice. It is very harsh and sharp at most times and though quiet, holds a serious tone and one that demands attention and respect. People better listen when he starts talking. Other than that, he reverts to Old Time Speak in a stunning Bri'ish accent when he becomes passionate about things. One always reverts to one's roots but since he hardly talks, when he begins speaking too long his voice grows hoarse and he usually begins signing rapidly or tapping things out in Morse Code. Pet Peeves: You got an hour? Okay. He has an acute and severe hate for people that are too happy all the time. Yes, in a sense that is a bitchy quality but with his ever annoying sense of dread and paranoia- those who act like mindless, idiotic, bubble-headed fools piss him off. Any sort of Valley Girl or flippant accent pisses him off. He hates people who flaunt their wealth when they obtained it solely from family and lineage and rank in society because you better WORK your OWN ASS OFF to get what you have. Yes, even though he doesn't have a job- of sorts- and basically has no life, Timon does do stuff to get his own cash flowin'. Any person that just gets money because the family they were born into and doesn't do anything special, that has no job or anything, is stupid. They don't deserve their wealth. They deserve to work like everybody else in this world to obtain their inheritance or whatever. You can blame this pet peeve on some of the rich kids that were down in Cornwall that got all the new games. He was the one delivering papers and doing errands to get his cash, not just asking 'Mummy' or 'Dauddy' or 'Grandmama' for it. (Even nowhe sneers at the memories of those little twerps.) Any sort of thing that is constantly chirping- like cell phone alarms or wake up calls will make him twitch and he will smash the source of sound. Anything with a whisper-y sound because you can't whisper AND not be seen with Timon. He'll go crazy (er.) Chew your food too loudly, chomp your gum too much, and yap on the phone constantly and he will go medieval torture on your ass. Timon can't stand witch, wizard, warlock or any other related magic-obtaining being/monster stereotypes. He is also very wary of things like puppets or marionettes because they're just plain creepy. Eck. EQUIPMENT A wine red pager, of course, that is tucked into the breast pocket of his coat. Timon carries a small notepad and journal to jot down ideas, observations, and plans into. Being the meticulous person, there are sections on tabs in both the notebook and journal. Along with that he also carries a pocket flashlight and a dagger or two. He also carries around a camera to take pictures of his observations and such. LIFE Favorite color: Royal Blue- or Emerald Green, he truly can't decide. That's the color of his sister's eyes and he always found both colors rather beautiful. Hobbies: Learning new languages and practicing many olden techniques that many witches haven't used in a while. Since he does like science and experimenting, there are many occasions in which he will mix Liquid A with Chemical Y and use Compound W to see just what happens. He likes to.. Knit. And drawing things is fun. He enjoys researching different cultures, societies, poisons- things of that nature. He likes voodoo dolls, too and collecting cute things. Along with the occasional venture outside to take pictures or take observations of things which lead him to tend to a small garden in the back of his house. Likes: Dead things Reading Science Math Experiments Cute things Dead Bodies The I.D. Channel Dislikes: Loud things Social activities Stereotypes of 'monsters' and other things Crosses Spell books Halloween Fears: If anyone is paranoid, they obviously fear what would happen to them if they weren't on the constant look out. Timon takes this to a whole 'nother level. The man has 25 identified phobias, 43 irrational fears, and 2 food related fears that prevent him from eating anything that remotely has an eye when it is served up to him (ex. Fish with the eyes still in them; That makes him scream aloud.) As someone who has had bad experiences with the paranormal, supernatural and spirits he doesn't like walking into any places that are remotely 'haunted' with spirits that are deemed to be 'dangerous.' He has a fear and hate of children with really creepy smiles or laughs because spirits that take over children like to smile like that. Timon hates being out in the open- like clearings- because then he feels exposed and anything could happen to him, anything could slither on up to him without him completely knowing and finally. He has an acute fear of social activity and trusting. Agenda: Searching for his mother and sister have led him to hiring quite a few private investigators but after three years of wasted money, he took things into his own hands. The old man offered him information and he intends to get the information he wants. But there's also something that motivates him to... 'participate' in such things. He does want to get over his aversion to society and people in general, be the vampire or humans. There's so much turmoil in his mind that maybe this new little 'challenge' will take his mind off some things. What guarantees the fact that you'll stick around?: The man knows where he can get his answers. Not to mention getting to observe other witches and vampires and humans is interesting.. Day job: If you call trolling on websites that make fun of the Wiccan Culture and Witches, a job then.. But not really. He actually sells art online and on street corners sometimes and designs websites for mullah. You can thank the internet for all that. He'd rather not go out. At all. Where they hail from: Raised in Cornwall, England though he was born in Tamil Nadu, India. How they became what they are: He was born 2 minutes and 5 seconds before his twin sister, Yoru, dubbing him the older brother. Timon was always strange. Growing up in Cornwall, England with an Indian background already stamped that word 'strange' across his forehead along with his dark, bronze skin color and unusual eyes. But he didn't care. He was a child, intelligent and happy and in swimming in a completely blissful, ignorant and untainted mind. Loving his little sister, playing with his little sister, and being the best big brother he could be. Then his Mother got him into Wicca and Dark magic. Dear sweet Timon was only 3 or 4 when this began happening but a very intelligent third or four year old. When he began to practice the culture with his mother, the woman could see great potential. So he was pushed to go farther. Pushed to break the rules. Pushed to exceed what was not expected. Through the culture he discovered the Celtic Arts and began practicing those but alas; The boy was still too young to comprehend what he could truly do. He caught people's attention- some attention of which was not very good. As did his sister who had a particular interest in talking to spirits. They were both gifted, both talented and both intelligent. One particular night, he was taking the road home from a quick stop to the grocery store when a woman stopped him. She was nice looking even though her hair was a stunning regulation white. She cooed at him, coaxed him to walk home with her since they were, apparently, taking the same route. Timon had smiled and talked to her, finding a confidante he could rely on and talk and ever since then they did the same thing. It came to a time on their fourth week of walking and talking did the strangely beautiful woman requested a task. For him to go out and get a book for her- just in a small little house in the forest. Timon, being ever so respectful and kind, went off to do what he was told and found the small, abandoned house. Or really a crypt but technicalities right? He went inside, found a book and like any natural bookworm- read. Moments later a wail like a thousand forgotten souls echoed around the forest, a sense of dread and evil suddenly weighing itself in the air around the crypt. He had enough strength to haul ass out of there and go back to his home. His mother was gone as was his sister and he was alone. How long had he been in that crypt, talking and reciting? Where was that woman? And what the hell had happened to his hair- FFFFFFFF- All he could do now was search for his family and study more magic. He neglected school- he already had the I.Q. of a college graduate- and became more secluded. More into himself. He became scared, fidgety, suspicious and by neglecting natural human needs and questioning everything… He became the man he is today. Notable experiences since then: He moved to London on a tip/ rumor that a member of his family was there so in search of information on his family, he got a plane and flew over. He didn't find anything there and was led to a dead end and because he didn't really care for traveling back to Cornwall, he stayed in London. Timon decided to invest himself in some education and so signed up for some online classes after some hacking and began studying some things he needed to catch up on. At this point in time, he fully secluded himself from the outside world and society. He is celebrating his 6th year of [urlHikikomori right now. His whole world is his house and aside from his few trips to the grocery store so he can wipe out their inventory, he really doesn't go out. Solitude is comfortable. Criminal Record: A few minor assault charges and hacking. He hadn't taken his pills on those days. As for the hacking though.. Eh, he felt like it. Why does it matter? The laws of nature and life are broken by his very existence anyhow so some inferior laws of a city should be broken, too. Etc:: Nothing for now.. Specialty: Spirit Summoning/ Necromancy. If having things do your will isn't good enough, well hell, having an army of zombies and re-animated bodies is a whole lot better don't cha think? Timon is able to this without having to say any sort of incantation of sort- just focus. A great deal of focus and energy is required to do this and needs his constant, 80-90 percent attention. Other than that, he is actually very quick on his feet and nimble. Good with a knife, too. Fetish: Wicca Pendent- One long, black string of twined rope with the pendent resting against his chest. It is always tucked into his shirt but on a rare occasion, he will take it out and proceed to hold it tightly or clean it. At first glimpse it is unremarkable- like it's owner- but that's the fun thing. You can see the symbols and strange verses carved delicately and into perfect detail into it's cool, silver surface. It vibrates with something akin to power; The kind of power that instantly raises goosebumps. Familiar: Because of his Celtic magic and upbringing, these animals are attracted to him: Butterflies, Dogs, and Cats. He is very in tune with them to the point where he can begin talking fervently to one of them in the middle of the street. They are drawn to him like bees drawn to their hives; Following him around any which way and messing with his shoes, hair, and clothes. Not like he minds though. (The type of animal(s?) they are most in tune with, how in tune they are with them, etc.) Social standing: .. W-What is this 'Social Standing' you speak of? He barely goes out of his house much less goes out of his way to create a social standing for himself! Best described as 'avoided'; people know him and very few approach him. He is an unnerving force naturally. He lives in an isolated house on the outskirts of the city- nice little lake, big green ol' forest and conveniently near a graveyard. It's not an old shack but rather, a carefully constructed building with the strangest of detailing. It has some design structures from Ireland but in a way, not very much. Social stealth: Very well. But the fact that he doesn't really go out very much kinda helps. BENEFITS FROM THE RACE Knowledge- Because he needs to, obviously, know things, Timon is very well educated with the intelligence that almost rivals Einstein's own. In both the spirit world, human world, and other various sections and degrees of intelligence. Not to mention wisdom. Sense Sparks- If his paranoia didn't already make him more aware of the world around him, his race does. Having to be aware of his body as not only a past dancer but as a witch has improved his senses drastically. ---__-- - Friedrich Nietzsche Name: Arram Delevia Age: Looks to be around 27. Is, in actuality, 29,000 years old. Gender: Neither man nor woman but is referred to as a male. ((A picture of his female self is down.)) Species: Djinni Sexuality: Who and whatever catch his interest. Appearance: He is marked with henna and likes to wear Indian jewelry. Other: He is able to change into the form of a woman and morph into djinn forms of both gender. When in full djinni form, his henna and tattoos morph into patterns which glow. General persona: Arram gives out a very calm, serene and almost Zen-like aura that surrounds him frequently. Everything about him is just relaxing and able to soothe anyone though he can have his mischievous streaks. Arram is very intellectual and meticulous- fussing over little things like organization and the manner of which things are put in. Some people may describe him as a bit of an OCD freak but he just likes things to be spic and spam. But even so, there are hints of violent, horrible anger behind that calm and soothing face. And it is very dangerous- that much is known. Likes: Magic, Wine, Unique people, Cute things, India, Hookah, Weed, Tobacco, Lace, Old Times, The desert Dislikes: Some forms of technology, Things that smell too strong, Fish, Some forms of technology Fears/Phobis: The fear of being forgotten, children, things that are too tight, being ridiculed to a point where it is harassment. Other: He knows much more when it comes to history since he's been around for so long. A demon created from the dust of Earth's land and the fires of hell, Arram was a very powerful djinni. He was at the wars in Prague, fought alongside Bartimues and was known to be one of the most fearsome of all the demons. It was only during the battles of Persia did, he meet his downfall. Seduced by a man in the army, Arram slowly found himself drawn to him- wanting to protect this mere human that was his enemy. Falling deeper and deeper into this love- this obsession- he was betrayed in the end. After telling this man what he was, how he felt, everything there was to know the man double crossed and captured him. His prison for 250 years was not a lamp, or a glass, or a bowl but rather, in a book. His true name was written down and he could be summoned by any mage that wished his assistance at any time. Whether it be to fight battles or to be one to cure the hungry lust inside these people. Hate boiled behind this calm exterior. Building and growing and forming inside him, simpering and flashing at small intervals only to be reigned back in. He grew to hate every single human on the Earth- especially men. Especially any man that came from the one person who had betrayed his heart and himself. That would be his female version. -> -- Name: Macalla Yabarak Wolfe Nicknames: Fenris, Kitten, Mac, Wolf Age: 17 Gender: "Mm.. Let me check real quick. Oh yes. There's a trouser snake in my pants. So.. I'm a guy! Man, I almost forgot my own gender. A-duh." Pets: A bad-ass dog that he named Bartholomew. And then this cat named Precious. Uke or Seme: Wouldn't you like to know. Accents: Bi' ofa Suudern tinge der. More Australian, though. Occupation: Eh? Oh. Over at the bars. Make the best damn cocktail you've ever laid your pervy lips on. You can also find him over at the strip club. Not stripping, of course, just serving drinks to people. But come Stripping Saturday, you'll find him on the pole. Relationship status: "Aside from how much ass I get in clubs.." Single. No one can really tie him down. Personality: "Party hard. And then study hard. And then sleep hard. I'm hard. Un momento, must take care of my hard-ness. What?! It was funny!" So, you know that one guy at the beach that does all the crazy shit? Mm, yeah, that Mac. The boy is a tease, flirtatious to the core, and loves challenges. Facing things head on is what he usually does, and be it sports or confessing to a one night stand that last night was the last time they'd be talking, he chooses to go into it with all his might. That's just Mac. You can say that he's everyone's friend. That bitch that you love to hate, that guy you hate to love. But you're going to feel strong feelings for him either way. Macalla doesn't really care what people think of him. He's unafraid of people's judging stares, and that seems to go for everything else. Even if he puts all his might into everything, that has its downfalls. The boy is a flirtatious bastard who hasn't a care if someone who likes him sees. And that also accounts to him getting very jealous over things. Especially people. Other than that, Macalla is just.. a ball of fun. A wild night, a fun, crazy day and an afternoon of snorts and laughter. Because he's oh-so-loveable. Likes: Partying, Raves, Soda, Sugar, Cute things, Reading, Videogames, Designing, Mods, The beach, Music, Men, Women, Abs, Booties, That pair of jeans in the back of his closet, His job, Science Dislikes: Hoes that don't know what's up, party poopers, people stealing his shit, that slut in 4B, Noobs, Bell Bottoms: Like seriously, what the hell? He hates Duck Face. Forever hating. Hobbies: Dancing like nothing matters anymore is a thing of his. Macalla is actually pretty good with technology, so he enjoys making Mods and things in games and on the computer. Animation is a thing of his. He makes adjustments to clothes and pictures, and changes his hair almost every.. two or three months. On a softer, gentler side, Macalla takes care of some cats and other animals on the street that are neglected or hurt and plays piano. Huge raver, DDR Master. Talents: He's really good at dancing. Like, really good. And at the piano, too. Back in Australia, he surfed a lot so there's that, too. And the Mods on the games. Fears: Loving someone completely, dying without anyone noticing, what could happen to his Dad, falling in Love, seeing animals die Ways of coping: Smoking, Booze, Women, Men, Sex, Partying, Drugs Crush: Pffttt- HAHAHAHA! Nice one man. But no. Seriously, sweetie, keep dreamin'. History: Macalla comes from Australia. Born near the beach- and actually on the beach- he fell in love with the water. And Science. His Dad, you see, was an American Biotechnologist who was testing some experiments dealing with hydro power when he met Mac's mother. 1 year of dating and 9 months later, dun-da-da-dun. But his Father still continued his experiments with water and got his son involved. So, Mac grew up in a good home with a love of Science before he could even really talk very well. They moved when he was 8 though. His Dad went to China just a few years after that. Mac went back and forth between his home in Florida to China to visit his Father. When the man got detained and put in jail, and Macalla and his Mother weren't told much by the police, his world kind of.. cracked. The boy started smoking when he was 13, got into drinking when he was 15 and used sex as an escape. He and his Mother are still trying to get his Father out of jail and get more information from the police, but Mac's been doing good. His Mom started a Dance Studio and works with Vogue Magazine thanks to his Fashion Blog and he's won a few hundred thousand dollars from competitions in art, science, and other things. So yea. Kinda cool isn't it? Other: He has his eyes on a certain guy, if you wanted to know that. Not like he likes the guy or anything but... Whatever. Ooh, and he's double-jointed. Flexible and all. ~~ Note: so much editing...

Summary: A sheep needs a buddy in this big, bad world. Who else but to get a wolf as his partner. Status: Completed Author Note: Sheep - A person who exclusively follows a group, movement, political party, organization, person etc., and tends to hold the opinion or ideals of this group in high esteem, even if the opinion/ideal is negative or is problematic. He followed him throughout life, without a peep, a silent, quiet little sheep. Not a word was uttered or an objection, as all he yearned for was affection. A quiet little sheep. A silent, little sheep. And the wolf led him, day in and day out. It all started in his Junior Year. The Sheep had drifted through, wandering about the school without leaving a mark. He was nothing special. His fleece was not the prettiest, or the thickest. He was not the tallest, or the shortest. His bleats quavered slightly, but were unmemorable, even when they were uttered. The Wolf changed that. The Wolf saw the sheep, this unremarkable sheep, and he stole him, not at first, no, it was slow. It was a pace in which the Sheep would be comfortable with, a stroll. The Sheep wouldn't notice his plan, and when he did, he wouldn't care. It wasn't stealing. It was luring. He was roped in within a month. After that many things occurred. The Wolf left the school when his graduation came, but never really left, always there before and after, always calling or texting. He left his marks on peoples' minds and on the school (and also on The Sheep.) The Sheep graduated a year later. He left feeling scared and anxious, the freedom of life weighing him down. The Wolf helped him with that. The Wolf led him, took him into his arms and walked with him, talked with him, showing him that life wasn't so scary with a partner. The Wolf. His Wolf. Was he his Wolf? Maybe he was just The Wolf, and he was His Sheep. That seemed more accurate. Much more accurate. A few months later, The Sheep found himself in the hospital. His bones broken, bruises and scratches and slices finger-painting their way over and across his body. The doctors never did find out who had done it to him. No, they had, but not in the manner where there was evidence to be produced or prior records to bring to the attention of the police and other officials.All they could do was see The Sheep be walked back to the lair for another feasting. The Wolf take a slow time with feasting. He didn't like to devour his meals quickly. Not when they could last. And especially not when they were stupid enough to stay in the first place. And he only thought women were like that. -- They buried The Sheep in a small funeral. Not many attended. The Sheep hadn't made any friends over his course of time. The Wolf had spoke some words about his Sheep, and then he had left to go to a woman across town. And then he went to the casino, and then back to his office to snort up his fix of some hooker's stomach. After the wild mish-mash of he won't try to remember, The Wolf finally took the time to think about his Sheep. The Sheep had been unremarkable. He had also been easy prey, as they all are. But he was a good Sheep. He was.. He was-- His. He had been His. Even in death, he was his. The fleeting smiles belonged to him, the tears, the laughs and cries. The convulsions and the screams. Those lips. Those eyes. His skin. His very essence. The Wolf had taken it all. He'd eaten that Sheep in increments, savoring his taste completely. There were other herds to go to, of course, but that Sheep.. A thought occurred to him. The Wolf didn't often think about his dead possessions. This was rare. He sat back, and thought some more, remembering, reminiscing. And the Sheep lie down, finally. Mostly unloved, and hardly remembered. But at least he could say they were in very little amounts. And even then, he couldn't. --

The chapter is very good. *__* I laughed at their replies. They are both funny, I like their conversations. I like how the rock guy is so blunt and Daichi so cheerful

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Alternative Titles: Bokura no Ai no Kanade, 僕らの愛の奏で Director: Kusano Yoka Year of Release: 2008 Country: Japan Subs: xSayaPinkyx Duration: 70 min Genre: Drama Synopsis: Maki is a young gay music student who's completely smitten with his classmate Ruiku, who plays piano with incredible passion but is cold and distant to everyone. Maki decides to do whatever it takes to get Ruiku to return his feelings. Watch Bokura no Ai no Kanade BL Movie Online: Bokura no Ai no Kanade Download Bokura no Ai no Kanade BL Movie: Link 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

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Found this, so I thought I might share~ The car you own is a BMW, Mercedes, Porche, or any other extra expensive make. Also, a seme’s car will defy the laws of physics by being larger inside than on the outside to allow for comfortable uke-smexing. Regardless of what kind of seme you are, you love to talk dirty during sex. Semes don’t eat cake. Ever. Semes will hardly ever have sex completely naked. That’s an uke thing. Rape = Love. The more you love your uke, the more right you have to rape him. The cure for rape = more rape. If another seme kissed, touched, or looked at your uke, get rid of his mark by replacing it with your own. You can forgive your uke for anything. It will either lead to sex (of the make-up variety) or more sex (as punishment). Either way, you win. No matter how much your uke struggles, you can always tie your uke in a compromising position in five seconds flat. If this was a contest, you’d win first place hands down (or tied). If you are foreign, you consider Japanese men cute and cuddly and will go to extreme lengths to turn them into your uke. This is especially true of American CEO’s, exchange students, Middle eastern princes, French patissiers, Chinese mafia hunks, Italian captains, and English noblemen with funny names. Smexing your uke with his glasses is the ultimate goal. If the uke takes off his glasses before/while you smex him… you have failed. You can’t afford to smex your uke with your glasses on because if that happens, you can’t be sure if the uke loves you or the glasses. Ukes ooze pheromones. Chances are you can’t sense them, equip all possible aggressors among your underlings with gas masks just in case. Never let you uke do any work! It’s the uke’s job to lie on the bed, it’s YOUR job to make him feel good at night. (If your uke hasn’t come at least five times, you’re doing it wrong). Everybody is out to rape your uke. You’ve got to protect his chastity by guarding him day and night! SAS-Semes Always Swallow. Spitting out semen is for wussies. You don’t have to think to hard for the perfect birthday present for your uke- just do him eight times in a row. On the other hand, the only acceptable present for you is your uke wearing an apron and nothing else. Selective hearing is a necessary trait in a seme. When your uke says “no,” what you hear is, “Please ignore my tears, resisting, and all that jazz because, really, I want you to continue”. If you can’t make your uke come just by licking his ass… you suck in bed. The number of dildos that any average seme owns (for his uke) would put any sex shop to shame. It’s perfectly normal to be able to pin a grown man to the wall only using one hand to grip his wrists. After sex, you always wear the pajama pants. Your uke will wear the shirt, lest he wishes to tempt you again with his perky, pink nipples. Want to learn the meaning behind your uke’s words? Use our handy uke- dictionary. “No, I don’t want this”- Fuck me. “Stop it!”- Fuck me. “I need to sleep.”- Fuck me. “What’s for dinner?”- Fuck me. A seme must have different colored hair to his uke. Ropes materialize out of thin air. Don’t worry about stashing ropes or ties around the house~ if you’ve got your uke under you, you can just pull a rope from sub-space to tie him up. Do you agree with points made?

_________ YaoiOtaku's Music Box _____________________ ͒ Spring Fairytale ͒ Graphic by ai_kaze69 Organized by Saga ̢Approved by Key .. Information Not much left until Spring brings the life and new hopes to us and our surrounding, YaoiOtaku decided to open a thread for people that love music and love to write poems, or simply song lyrics. Giving chance to show your feelings about Spring and in general - The new beginning of all. We have picked a certain song, based on its melody you have to write down either a poem or a song lyrics. Of course,it's up to you how you name it. .. Rules * Post only one poem/song lyrics text. * No vulgar words, no racism, no religious, no political and no child/animal abuse themes. * Minimum 4 paragraphs, maximum 8 paragraphs. * Do not use the name of the song we give you as a title to your poem/song lyrics. * The theme of your masterpiece can be about anything,depends on what feelings you get when you listen to the melody. It's instrumental. * Post the final result on this thread. * Read the rules again, just in case. .. Prizes Each user that applies to 'Music Box' contest will get 2,000 points + 1 Seasonal White Day card The winner will get 5,000 points + 1 Spring themed set made by Saga + 1 Seasonal White Day card .. Song .. Deadline Stars ->12.03.2013 Ends ->12.04.2013

Alibaba is going to be lonely T^T I ship KassimxAlibaba My Impression of Judal: JUDAL, STAPH BE SO SEXY *hides* You are black character! I can't love you! I... can't... *drool* Dont worry @AomineDaiki your secret is save with me xD *zip mylips*

@AmemiyaKyoko Get a hold of yourself Kyoko!He died happily cuz his soul was saved! And....Judal.....YOU FREAKIN' HOT BAST@RD I LOVE YOU! P.S:if my boyfriend see this.....i'm scr@d so....shhhhhhh

I consider this my inspirational quote...it helps me decide and I believe the saying is true

arigatou.. ^^ :_red_fox 3:_red_fox 15:_red_fox 3

the two of them are so cute~:leaf15: thank for sharing

@1978 Good morning! onion1 @thunder1913 Hope your friend is fine! leaf4

Choo.... choo~~~~~~ Here comes the choo choo train~~~~~~~ @shirotsuki Thank you for your cute couple like this~~~~ Wait for the next chapter For you...........

@Miharu.187 Yeah, cappucino in cup lokk like pretty boy xD

Night fight in home before Easter... cute =.="

@Jin. our love is not only lazy but has seemed to move on to a disturbing level. I’m guessing too many lemons.

I shall enter this, with hopes smoldering beneath a cover of embarrassment at cringe-worthy poetry. I believe this differs from a lot of people, and is pretty confusion.. Apologies. Heh.

I miss my big sis @1978.

@AomineDaiki Is great I like draw like this

@Tsetsua Hahaha xD Fear me~ :Red_fox5: Lol I'm lovin these smileys ((: so so how are you?! ^_^

Not alone After school, I remembered that I left something at the drama classroom. Sensei's classroom is well-decorated. I knocked..no awnser, I opened the door and it was empty, I walked past Sensei's desk. I saw an open notebook. I read it. I was shocked. "Stalking Tayoko Ritsu day 124" Watching at you out of my window. Watching you how you secretly take a bite of a mochi. Going to the fridge and drinking coca-cola. Seeing you heading of to school. Counting how many steps it'll take from dissappearing out of my sight. "I'm a grown ass-man. I should be heading of as well, but before I'll do that, I will go and take a last minute touring at you're room" I love to smell at your pillow or your dirty underwear... I'll have to see what kind of porn, you've bought recentley. I heard every dirty thing you said and even what you thought of Mina-chan's boobs. I see you like them big and cum-covered all over, don't you? Why can't you like cock huh? "WH.. HOW CAN HE EVEN GO TO MY ROOM?!!" “Via the window" My heart started to pound. I have to get out of here, before he might- he might... do something. "Ah.. ahm, Sensei, I left my pencil-case right here.. I got it now. Have a good day and see you tomorrow, Sensei." "Where are you going? You thought, I will leave you alone, after you know my secret?" CRAP, I SHOULD KICK HIM IN THE BALLS AND RUN. "That won't work.." Why is he coming closer? This will not end so good. "There is recently, an 18 year old boy disappeard, he left in the morning for school and he actually went to school, but after that nobody saw him" That's what the news-channel is saying. I don't understand it. "I've made you invincible, for the rest of EVERYONE, only I can see you" Not getting graduated, no job, no wife... "You have a job and you will marry me." What j- WHAT?!! "Yes, you will marry me " Wait… "I heard what you thought.." Are you a psycho? How can I be invincible? "I created an aura around you, that is unappealing and doesn't attract anyones attention. Now, will you just shut up, you have to do your work properley"........ Sensei is getting closer to Ritsu, he pushes Ritsu on the floor and threatens him that if he doesn't pleasure Sensei at all, he wil make his life miserable by punishing him. So, Ritsu strips slowly, which turns on Sensei. He wants to rip their clothes, but Ritsu shoved him, which made Sensei fall. That made him anticipating for that. "Sense-" Sensei is kissing Ritsu. He felt something running to his veins and it went straight to his heart. The moment he felt that, his heart began to pound hard and also Sensei. He came. But he couldn't help it, Sensei was being so gentle and a little rough. The sensation he felt in his heart, was way too much to handle. "Ritsu, I must be the only one who has acces to your heart" How in the world... I can't... I. I can't love him! He is my Sensei for crying out loud! ... I LIKE HIM and there isn't anything I can do about it. However.. I'm lost in this crazyness, lost in this dark, but comfortable world. Lost without a reason. Maybe there is an explanation. I wonder if Sensei will travel with me to find that lost reason. "I will never lose you, because I'll stay by your side, forever"

So here is my story!Hope you enjoy! Written by Aomine Daiki Date:26/3/13 Theme:''Lost Reason'' (story) Words:601(hopefully this one word won't kill me xD) Sorry for any grammar mistakes!

@AmemiyaKyoko Could I request a set as well? If yes, here is my filled form: Thank you!

Thanks for sharing.

Entering my profile for the POTM.

Well, I'm sorry for my english :hamtaro-005 (5):

This is my story ^^

hello i am submiting my story for the contest i do not know if it is any good but umm it is called True love has no reason. i hope you like it True love has no reason My gaze is drawn to him as always. And Bryce as always does not notice me or the reaction that he has on me. Love was how my sister put it when I first described it to her. But no matter how many time I may say it is not true I Chris was in love with another man. My eyes only averted there view when he was out of site and I made my way to the next class my thoughts as usual on him long after he had gone my heart pounding my hands sweating. As I tried to get my bearings my thoughts mixed up my Bryce’s appearance I released that my next class was drama. With Bryce. As I gathered up my courage I made my way to the class intentionally taking the long way. I wish that I could be his but I had a reason. Even if I could talk to him even if he knew of my existence there was no way that he could ever like me. The constant flirting with girls, he was always chasing after another girl. It was a false dream one that was disgusting and wrong. I told myself for the tenth time that I was going to forget about him. Looking ahead I saw the final corner before the drama room. Pausing momentarily I took a deep breath that left my lips as I was pulled suddenly to the side my small frame having no hope over the powerful body of my attacker. As I turned around I saw… Bryce? My body suddenly limp I somehow managed to take in my surroundings that I was behind the tall bushes that was beside the building. I had often passed them but I had never noticed the space that was behind them that we were in was this big. You could fit 10-20 people here and the thick ness of the bushes meant that no one could have a clue that you were there. That we were there. As the thought that me and Bryce being alone together came to mind I started to blush thinking of what was happening. And as I looked at his face a wide grin spread across it I saw that I was going to have to break the silence. “br-bryce what are y-you doing?” I strutted out my speaking skills failing from my embarrassment. “I have been noticing how you look at me all the time” he responded his voice barley louder than a whisper. My eyes widened as I heard him speak. My secret had been noticed and worse of all he had been the one to notice. As he walked forward myself backing away from him scared of what he was going to do to me to punish me for likening him scared that he was going to hurt me that he was going to kill me. As my back touched the wall behind me I knew that I could no longer escape from him. I was trapped! Bam!! His hands banged into the wall beside my ears the sound like an earthquake. His head coming closer. I closed my eyes my fate sealed. And then he did the thing that surprised me the most. He kissed me. My heart soaring my pulse quickening and my heart pounding I kissed him back. I had lost my reason to resist the truth. Because there is no reason to love. When there is a reason then it is not love. And you can only truly love when you lose that reason.

Oh my... being the first one to post makes me sooo nervous! >. but someone most be the first one so... here goes nothing... first i just want to explain my interpretation of "Lost Reason". For this story, i saw lost reason as if meaning the same as craziness. like... you stop thinking with reason and start thinking with emotions. so you end up doing things that others don't understand... they will think you are crazy for doing something so rash! crazy... losing reason... no? ^^'' (damn it's hard to explain! O_O) the main point here is lost reason = craziness= love. anyway! XD here's my story! hope you guys like it! (i must admit it's a bit weird though...)

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o____0 here's my subbmission. Done with Paint tool SAI. Took about a month. now my hand will go take a nap......

My First drawing..

@carvinusher; omg! yes! also I can't help but think that Tokiya Ichinose (Prince-sama) and Hajime Saito are similar ^__^

i have already finished hakuoki and it's OVA's.. it's really really good..

I know right? i mean heck chick, why are you so lucky? If it were me, I wouldn't be able to pick my favorite.

@miyahara_sama I agree, so not fair! I can't decide which one is my favorite *____*

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Thank u for sharing it T^T i searched and searched and searched nd now i have found it YAY

I would like to see Koisuru Boukun as anime. I really like the OVA, but I hope they will release it as anime too. I'd also like to see Gokujou no Koibito, Viewfinder and Keep Out as anime.