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summery: Sebastian is getting lacking in his duties as the phantomhive butler and Ciel decides it is finally time to show who is really the master and how lenient he has been up to this point!4 status: in progress Warning: contains bdsm content (sebastian as the uke (for those who are against that)) Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji and all the characters within this story are taken from the manga/anime the artist and publishers own the rights. Warning: this contains mature content 18+ and although not in this chapter will become a yaoi in the coming chapters, you have been warned!! Ciel sat in the bath as Sebastian washed him; the butler’s hands had grown more hesitant as of late, at least when it came to directly touching Ciel. Soap covered hands washed over his body a finger twitching as if it was being held back from some great want. Sebastian’s movements slowed as he approached the young master’s crotch. Ciel's smile at his demons discomfort was hidden behind his luscious locks that just begged to be stroked. The hand gave a sudden jerk along the length of Ciel's penis his smile dissipated in a moment and he slapped Sebastian's hand away before getting up from the bath and grabbing the nearest towel. "Sebastian, make me some tea in the study." Ciel said with a smile acting as if he had no idea what had occurred seconds before. Sebastian left the room and immediately Ciel started drying himself, whilst deep within his own thoughts. Ciel entered the study with only a towel wrapped around his waist to protect his manhood. He sat behind his desk only too pleased to discover an extremely creamy cake sitting upon it with a mug of hot tea, but that was not enough, not yet at least. "Sebastian I want some iced water" Ciel ordered in his most author active tone "Yes my lord" Sebastian replied with a bow before going to remove the tea and fetch the replacement but his hand was slapped away as he went to pick up the pot and cup with a look the unmistakably said to leave it and fetch the water. Sebastian returned less than a minute later carrying a glass of water containing numerous pieces of ice and a small metal container filled entirely of ice should the others melt before the master could consume it all. Sebastian stood to aside and busied himself by dusting the books on the shelf to the left of Ciel’s desk while he listened in case his master should need him to fetch or remove something. Ciel rummaged through his desk and finding what he was looking for lifted his head to stare at Sebastian as he worked, feeling the eyes on his back Sebastian turned round to face his master and Ciel meet with Sebastian's eyes, on which point he said: "Sebastian as of late the completion of your duties has been inapt and after your *slip of the hand* earlier I have decided it is finally time that I punish you properly, I have been far to lenient on you recently and it has led to this, you know how kind I am to all of my servants many masters would traet you far worse than I would and therefore I must punish you this once to put you I line... Go stand facing the wall by the window and I will continue your punishment from there" Sebastian bowed low placing his had above his heart in a respectful jester keeping quite judging that this was not the time to be speaking his compliance. He did as he was told, he knew this day would come eventually he had to agree he hasn't been on top of everything as he usually was recently and he knew that Ciel was particularly kind to him and the servants far better than many of his other masters. Sebastian stood to the left of the window pane; he was aware of the clicking of metal but could not work out what it could possibly be. Suddenly his arm was yanked about and placed within the confines of something cool, his arm was yanked upwards and he was turned around to stand face to face with Ciel whose towel (Sebastian noticed) now lay in a crumpled heap around the boys ankles leaving him completely exposed. Sebastian felt his other arm being pulled up and was placed in a similar position to the first. Ciel let go of the hands and Sebastian let them drop to his sides however they were stopped harshly as he discovered that they were held above his head, he looked up to see what held him only to discover Ciel had hand cuffed him. "Well now Sebastian shall we get on with your punishment?" They young master said with a hint of play fullness in his voice. He moved over to the desk and from the draws removed 2 bulldog clips, a ring and a pin. He looked at the three mundane objects as if debating something tricky." Well then Sebastian what should I do with these?" Ciel looked at him with a calculating look then went over and removed the hand cuffs. "Undress!" He ordered and went to stand by his desk taking a sip from his tea as he waited for Sebastian to complete his command. He turned around and handcuffed Sebastian again this time so the older male could just bout sit down with his hands above his head. Ciel took the bulldog clips and with a blank expression attached them to the demons nipples, his butler’s eyes widened in shock and he stiffened from the unpleasant feeling of it. But his eyes shut slowly as the pain started to feel intoxicating while he sat handcuffed with Ciel snacked form in from of him. He looked up at Ciel and he stared in shock as felt a hand reach down to touch his flaccid cock, so this was what the young master wanted! Suddenly Ciel drew the pin from beside him and licked it to slicken it, Sebastian shut his eyes tightly trying to control himself as he watched the tempting Ciel try to seduce him, and then Ciel brought the pin down to rest the tip upon the slit in Sebastian's cock. "Well this is no good how am I supposed to do anything with it like this?" Sebastian knew where this was going and he wasn’t sure if he liked it but right now he had to try his best to remain turned off but the naked Ciel in front of him wasn't helping matters! Ciel returned to his desk and picked up the cake licking the icing off in a highly seductive fashion, before he took a bite of it purposefully causing the cream to deposits itself on his lips, his tongue flicked out and slowly ran along the length of his mouth. Ciel could see Sebastian shudder and could only imagine what dirty thought were running through his head at that moment! Sebastian stared at Ciel in wonder where on earth had he learnt of these methods of torcher or seduction' he watched as Ciel’s tongue ran along the length of his lips and Sebastian could only wish for the feel of those lips and that young around him in his wet heat. He felt it then, the twitch from belong and looked down only to discover how embarrassingly easily he had become hard for his master. He watched as Ciel walked over to him swinging his hips from side to side as he did so. He knelt down and looked at Sebastian in disgust "I always knew you were some homosexual but for you to be a pervert as well, well that is the worst disgrace to a distinguished household and must therefore be punished in accordance!" Sebastian shuddered at the authorative tone Ciel was making, it had been so long since he had last cummed and now he was being easily seduced by a 13 year old! He tensed as he felt the sharp point of the needle press against him and looked down just as Ciel pushed it through only for it to emerge a few centimetres down. The pain was mixed with a new pleasure that Sebastian had never felt before and as Ciel moved the middle around within there, Sebastian could not hold back the groan that escaped his lips as his eyes closed. "Hmm disgusting you’re actually more turned on by this aren’t you? Just like you to be onto this S&M stuff!" Sebastian couldn’t deny how turned on he was and he couldn't voice the words to try and deny it either so he just tried to control his desires and to keep quite. The needle was removed painfully slowly and Sebastian felt the urge to place his hand around himself overcome him, he yanked at the chains truing to free himself but to no avail. He squirmed as he saw Ciel pick up the ring and watched as Ciel opened it before placing it where the needle had been only moments before. Sebastian gasped as the thick ring penetrated him. Ciel closed the ring and twisted around inside Sebastian. Sebastian gasped, he was on the brink he wanted to beg his master for it but he would not he would give Ciel that satisfaction, he could not. Sebastian’s eyes followed Ciel’s hand as it travelled to his side and from there picked up an ice cube, when had Ciel brought them over? It didn’t matter what really scared Sebastian was the glimmer in Ciel’s eyes and he stared with growing realisation as Ciel brought the ice cube up to Sebastian’s nipples and rubbed it on them before sliding the cube down his skin and rubbing it on the hard member standing there, finally Ciel brought it even lower and in one swift movement shoved it into Sebastian’s tight hole. Sebastian threw his head back and groaned keeping his teeth tightly clamped to keep the scream that wanted to tear from his lips contained within. The coldness was exciting but the pain was overwhelming that feeling and he could feel the tightness in his crotch lesson slightly as he became slightly turned off. Ciel smiled sweetly and shoved a second ice cube into Sebastian that sweet innocent smile still plastered on his face, seconds later the second was followed by a third and Sebastian felt it hit something within him, he bucked the pain suddenly turning into unimaginable pleasure making him painfully hard Ciel picked up the last ice cube and slide it inside Sebastian with deliberate slowness. “My, my Sebastian aren’t you full, look at yourself, are you trying not to cum? Does it feel good? THAT’S DISGUSTING!!!” Ciel jumped up and removed a thin piece of sring from his desk and tied it around the base of Sebastian’s member preventing his completion. Then Ciel fetched a thin plastic tube from atop his desk and after inspecting it looked Sebastian in the eye again dropped to his knees and inserted it into the demons urethra. “My look at that slutty body of yours Sebastian, how enticing!” Ciel stood admiring his work he could feel how hard he was but at least he could do something about it unlike his butler who sat below him in a very compromising position. Ciel went over to the bed and lay down so his butler could see clearly what was about to happen. Ciel closed his hand around his hard cock and gave it a small pump, he ran the fingers of his other hand all over his body letting them wander to where it felt best, pinching his nipples and rubbing the tip of his cock. Ciel herd Sebastian grown and it only served to get him harder, the groans of his usually perfectly composed butler undid Ciel and he pumped harder bucking into his hand to gain more friction he pinched his nipples harder and squeezed his hand tighter trying to get to that final high. Reaching that point Ciel did one final thrust into his hand and cummed. He rode out his orgasm until he was completely done and then lay on the bed panting hard. He looked over at Sebastian and saw the lust in his eyes, his legs were hunched up near his stomach as he tried desperately to gain that friction that would allow him release, his eyes were clouded and he looked to be in rather a lot of discomfort as the ring, rod and string prevented his ejaculation. Ciel wandered over to Sebastian and shoved his legs onto the floor, He looked into Sebastian’s eyes “Do you want me to remove it? Beg!” Ciel wanted Sebastian to be in pain he wanted that look in Sebastian’s eyes to remain there, but he also needed a butler and could not allow Sebastian to become congested and so affect his work. “Please my lord...” This was hard Sebastian’s pride was a hard thing to bend but he needed this it was becoming painful and a demons pain threshold was far higher than that of a humans “Please my lord…let me…cum!” Sebastian panted out. Ciel smiled and brought his hand down to Sebastian to remove the plastic, as soon as Ciel hand touched Sebastian bucked wanting that relief but Ciel held his hips down with his free hand as he removed the plastic. Sebastian gasped and broke free from Ciel grip on his legs bucking wildly into Ciel’s hand to find respite as the plastic was removed, he felt the pressure lesson slightly but not enough the string was still preventing him from cumming and he felt himself tightening again as he bucked harder. Finally Ciel put his hand at the base of Sebastian’s cock and tightened his two fingers around it to prevent ejaculation even after he removed the string which he did with deliberate slowness. Once it was gone Sebastian wriggled and thrust with all his might into Ciel trying to pry his master’s fingers from around him. Ciel played with the tip of Sebastian’s penis briefly and then removed both his hands allowing the demon to finally let go. Sebastian cummed through the ring and rode it out with nothing but the air until there was nothing left, his moans filling the room and likely some of the surrounding ones too! Authors note: as any of you who have read any of my work before i am rather erratic with my posting so i hope you don't mind but i will try my hardest to post once a month...the more comments the more inspiration i get to post, well as well as my friends nagging me over and over!!! hope you enjoyed it and are looking forward to next chapter Amininia

Summary: Ulquiorra has to baby-sit bad boy Grimmjow, but a little 'trouble' stirs up and poor Ulquiorra fails. Aizen, who isn't happy, has Gin help him punish clueless Ulquiorra. Will Aizen finish Ulquiorra off completely? Or will Grimmjow step in the way? Status: In Progress Warning: This story contains rape, blood, violence, bad language (And etc until I finish it). Characters: (In Progress) Ulquiorra Cifer, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, Aizen Sosuke, Gin Ichimaru, Pictures (In case you don't remember how they look, and they do NOT belong to me~) Hey everybody! I love Bleach, love it! And I love the Grimmjow and Ulquiorra pairing, so I want to make a fanfiction. This is my first one though~ So please do not criticize me~ I will try my best. If you like please like and maybe friend me? Well, wish me luck! There will be points of time where I have to be off for a few days so this may be slow. But I am a fast typer. Anyway, in this story, the Arrancar's personalities and views will be different, like Ulquiorra has emotions and etc. Ok, this is how this works. Its starts as Part --- then someones name, that section there is the thoughts of that person, then it goes into Chapter --- and thats the story. The Parts are in first person and the Chapters are in third person. Some Parts may be longer than others. If you have questions, please do ask AFTER I post "ANY QUESTIONS?". Part One Ulquiorra We are the Arrancar, some call us nasty, ambitious, and not to mention... Monsters. People see us as creations of evil, but that's not true. Aizen Sosuke is our leader and creator, we all follow his every command. If we don't, we could get punished, unless if the out-come pleased him. Then we get a lecture and a warning. Many of us end up dying by Lord Aizen's hand. Humans, even most Soul Reapers cannot kill us. However, a few were killed by some of the Thirteen Court Guard Squad Captains and their Lieutenants. Usually its only the stupid, naive, egotistical ones that die by those Reapers. A Captain, if at full strength, could harm or kill an Arrancar if we are not careful. Even a skilled, or fearless, lieutenants could get us. But we only do as Lord Aizen orders, well, most of us anyway. I do. My name is Ulquiorra Cifer, Espada number four. I'm a good boy and usually quiet, until that blundering idiot Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez comes along and forces me to come on some stupid trip to the human world with him. He's such a pest! Naive and with one huge ego! Most likely the biggest of all the Arrancars. Grimmjow thinks he's so great, I mean, he is strong and powerful, but extremely hot-tempered. The Sexta Espada, Arrancar Number Six. I'm still better than him by two spots. The Espada are composed of ten Arrancar with exemplary strength. Members of the Espada are given a number zero through nine. Each Espada has a tattoo with their number somewhere on them, like Grimmjow whose tattoo is on his lower back. Mine is on my left pectoral muscle. Grimmjow is... More childish and rude than me. But Lord Aizen said I have to baby-sit him so he stays out of trouble. He can't have another human city blowing up and the Soul Society finding out where we are just yet. Oh, a new person showed up. Gin Ichimaru is his name I believe. I don't like him, he gives even me the creeps. Always grinning and his eyes are always closed. Not to mention he pops out of no where saying weird, creepy things. I wish Lord Aizen would get rid of him, he has no clue about personal boundaries. Well, then again, neither does Grimmjow. Oh well, the party is about to start. Chapter 1 Sand rolled like tumbleweed itself, hot, almost burning to the touch. Most of everybody was at home, all but Ulquiorra. Who, unfortunately, had the task of hunting down a very bad kitty by Lord Aizen Sosuke. The kitty has been being bad and going to the human world all by himself, destroying cities, towns, homes, everything. Aizen said if he did another bad thing without command, he would be exiled. Or even killed. He's annoying, but Ulquiorra didn't want that. "Grimmjow," Ulq shouted, he ended up getting lost, miles from the Espada. He scanned all around him, "Sand, sand, sand, a pillar, san- a pillar!" The sand tripped Ulquiorra slightly, but he jogged to the tall red pillar a bit away. He slowed to a stop and looked straight up it, "Forty? No, Fifty feet." Ulq sighed and bent his legs slightly, arms bending as well before he pushed off the ground, floating up fast. He repeated the process in the air until he grabbed the rim of the pillar, flipping back onto it and looked. "Nice to see you, Yuki," An Arrancar snickered, grinning wide like the Cheshire cat in that stupid human movie; Alice In Wonderland or something similar to that. Sitting down, legs crossed, resting his jaw on his fist with his other hand up and gripping his knee. "What brings you all the way up here? Though you didn't like heights." The Arrancar snickered once more and Ulquiorra's blood started to boil. "Don't call me that, Grimmjow. I say your name so you can say mine." 'Yuki' crossed his arms, facing the snotty kitty. Yes, this was the kitty. Thought it was a real cat, huh? Grimmjow lifted his head off his fist, "Aw, poor Yuki doesn't like his pet-name. Why?" He sounded sarcastic in a mocking way. He stood up, hair shined a bright light blue, matching the sky. Eyes pretty much the same color but with a tealish mark under both eyes. Grimmjow's mask was on his right cheek, covering it and some of his jaw. (Updated, Stopped Here)

Summary: Usoyaka is a young victim of love. He's at the age of 17. He fell for someone that was way out of his league. Can he capture the heart of his new teacher. (Angst, Romance, Drama and Hurt) Head lying in his lap Usoyaka was surrounded by his group of friends. Well can it be called a group? In reality Usoyaka only had three true friends, but he liked to think he had more. The bell was to ring soon, then orientation would begin. Today was an annual opening for their newly built school. Rules were to be established once again. There were also new rules that was to be enforced. Usoyaka looked around at his friends once he heard one burst into laughter. His friends consisted of Cadden, a playful sometimes annoying 16 year old. He was originally a ginger but decided to dye his hair an orange-ish yellow. He weighed no more than 120 pounds. Jeremy, a feminine guy who claimed not to be gay. He was a average looking guy with black hair and dark brown eyes. He was one of Usoyaka's favorite to be around. Lastly Mihael who was 5'11. He had dark blue hair and was the stoic type. He was definitely gay seeing as he confessed to Usoyaka once, but no one took him serious. He was a good-looking guy with a smile that melts your heart. Hm although that only happens once a year. "What's wrong Yaka?" Cadden asked. Usoyaka's nickname was Yaka. Everyone even his teachers inclined to call him that. It did not bother him though. He rather liked it. "Um...no im fine." He smiled. What? Did he look sad or something? Maybe it's because he didnt join in the conversation. He was just ready to get the day over with so he can go home and help take care of his mother's bakery. Cadden shrugged and went back to laughing with Jeremy. Usoyaka sighed, he just wanted to go home. The bell rung loudly quieting the whole auditorium. Everyone's attention went to the front where the orientation would be taking place. The lights dimmed and soft footsteps could be heard making its way to the stage. It was principle Vickie. She was what some sould call a boss. Not just from her title, but how she carry herself. She ruled many aspects of the school and no one dared to question her antics. "Morning everyone. Today we would like to welcome you to the annual opening of our more advanced school. Since this school is of more criteria the rules will be enforced more heavily than before and there will be new rules to begin with also. Let me introduce myself. I am principle Vickie the leader of this school. I assure you that all students will be kept safe and be highly educated here. There will be absolutely no distractions to hender the students ability to succeed. If any, that object and or person will be removed immediately from here. It will be an honor to let your kids attend this school. You will be a satisfied parent." Usoyaka sighed. With that speech she would definitely win over his parents. Oh! He forgot to mention? Yes, his parents as well as everyone else's parents were here. Including newcomers that Usoyaka never saw. He decided that taking a nap could be a good idea. He always bid by the rules and he knew the ones from a year ago so he should be fine. He wasnt worried about the new rules, because he was accustomed to being a good students so he knew there was nothing that he could get in trouble about. Soon after Usoyaka was being shaken awake. Sleepily looking up, he saw the face of Mihael. Lifting completely he noticed the parents were all gone and students were exiting the auditorium. Restlessly standing Usoyaka smiled at Mihael. "Thank you." Mihael waved his hand about. "No need." Usoyaka nodded facing Cadden once he was poked by said person. "My gawd! Mr. Henz is sooooo hot!" He stated his hair put into a curly messy ball. Usoyaka smiled at him swooning over this Mr. Henz. Jeremy just smiled not commenting on the behalf of not being gay. Usoyaka began to walk toward the exit. The line was much shorter and he'd be out in no time. In five minutes Usoyaka was standing with his parents. Students had to be registered before attending classes. He wondered did his parents enroll him, even though he most likely knew they did. "Darling!" His mother squealed. "This school is wonderful for you. I've already enrolled you. Here's your schedule." She announced holding out the papaer toward him. "I do hope you make the best of this oppurtunity. I do not want you to be. Disturbance to the school." Usoyaka only nods. His mother knew that he wasnt a bad student, but he had a way of expressing himself that sometimes upset others. Though he never been sent to the office over it, he was accused of disturbing class. Looking at his schedule he saw that art was enrolled as his first and second class. Usoyaka had an extra credit as was so giving him art for class 2 also was giving him a break. This was his last year of school and he was fairly happy. His years of hard work really paid off. So it seems Mr. Henz was the art teacher huh? Hm... Wasnt this the guy Cadden was swooning over? Well if he was as hot as he was said to be then a little eye candy in the morning couldnt hurt could it? He sighed...well off to class he should go. A/N: There thats chapter one. I just want to see how this seems to some readers. Other chapter will deffinitely be much longer i was just introducing the prologue. If i missed any mistakes I apologize. Thank you for reading.

Summary: One day prince saw a face of beautiful youth in his mirror, though he was alone in his room. What was that stranger - he didn't know but he fell madly in love with him... Status: Completed --------------------------------- The face in the mirror Once there was the prince in the land of East. One morning he was sitting in front of his silver mirror and combing his long black hair. His reflection was combing his hair too. Then suddenly something else appeared in the mirror. There was another reflection – the face of very beautiful young man who had almond-shaped eyes with long eye-lashes, skin as white as the blooms of the cherry-tree and lips as pink as the petals of the peach-tree. He wore his hair in the topknot as all the aristocrats did at that time. The youth’s clothes were made from the soft, violet silk embroidered with golden threads. The reflection of this man (it seemed that he finally noticed that the prince was looking at him) smiled. Then the prince turned back because he wanted to see that strange man and he’s thought that the youth was standing right behind him. But… there was no one in the sunlit room. And when the prince turned to his mirror again he saw that the youth was there still. His eyes were a bit sad. The reflection of the stranger suddenly lifted his hands and touched the hair of the prince in the reflection caressing it with his graceful fingers. Of course, the real prince didn’t feel anything but wanted to… He sighed then pinned his hair up with the ivory pin adorned with the red tassels. His reflection did the same thing in the mirror. The stranger’s face was there but suddenly he disappeared like he would be made from the mist. Now the mirror was reflecting only one person again. Sad… how sad it was to think about such beauty which was even more fragile than the morning’s dew… All that day the prince was dreamy. Even when he was listening to the reports of his generals or giving the orders to his ministers and servants, even when he was having a meal with his guests the prince very often became silent in the middle of his speech and in front of his eyes he saw not his army, not the columns of the numbers or the faces of his companions but that ghost from the mirror. And because of him the prince has forgotten everything else. Finally the night came again. It was nearly midnight when and the prince was getting ready to the bed. He unbound his hair and into the mirror. Then, after a moment the same beautiful face which belonged to the youth appeared there. The only difference was that then the prince could see tiredness in those dark eyes. The stranger’s hair was unbounded too and it was streaming on his shoulders like the black river. He was wearing white nightclothes. The prince was so happy to see him… He even reached out and touched the surface of the mirror where the face of the youth was. Of course, he felt only the coldness of the metal there, nothing more. But the youth in the mirror smiled at him and closed his eyes as if he was feeling the caress. The prince felt dizzy all of the sudden… It was so strange after all. But despite all that strangeness, he felt deep affection to this ghost. And that secret belonged to him alone… Before going to sleep, the prince couldn’t resist his desire anymore and he kissed the youth’s reflection. Then suddenly the metal of the mirror has dimmed because of his breath or some inner laws and the reflection disappeared. So the weeks passed. When the prince was combing his hair or dressing for the ceremonies he could see in the mirror not only his own reflection but that which belonged to the strange aristocrat too. Sometimes the prince tried to touch that reflection again but he never felt any warmth, only the cold metal where it was supposed to be. Just… there were times when he could swear that someone was touching his hair with the careful fingers, fixing the folds of his cloak although he was alone in his room. In the mirror he could always see the beautiful smile of that strange youth. The prince was admiring him more and more each day. His pretty face, his gentle eyes and fine clothes. Sometimes it seemed that you could smell the sweet fragrance of the jasmine or the narcissus although there weren’t any flowers in the price’s room. The prince was going out of his mind slowly. One moment he could be very happy almost ecstatic, the other moment he could become very sad. His mood was changing really quickly. The ministers and servants were loosing their temper with him because of his sudden whims. Their master could begin to sing or cry like a child all of the sudden and no one knew the reason. The prince began to carry the hand-mirror with him everywhere because he was hoping that the ghost could appear in it too. But it seemed that he could see his companion only in the mirror which was in his room and only when he was alone there. Such was the life of the prince obsessed with that one thought, that one desire. The prince cared for nothing else anymore. Finally he himself became scarred of that whole thing so he secretly called the Buddhist monk to his rooms. The monk tried to exorcise an evil spirit that has obsessed the prince’s mirror but all his efforts were in vain: the other day when the prince was alone in his room he saw that ghost again leaning over his shoulder in the mirror. He even felt the youth’s lips on his cheek. And at that moment prince was happy. He even became scarred of the thought how it would be if the ghost couldn’t appear in front of him anymore. So the prince strictly rejected the monk when he suggested to smelt the mirror and to make from that cursed silver some prayer-wheels for the monastery. Obsessed by the devil or not, the prince was very stubborn: he believed that there was somewhere that young aristocrat whom he has seen in his enchanted mirror. So the prince ordered his best painters to do some portraits of him and then he sent some of his men to search for that man on all the noble houses. More than anything in this world the prince wanted to find his vision, his ghost in reality. Unfortunately his servants didn’t find anything although they have visited all the vassals of the prince and even his enemies. Their master hasn’t fallen into despair after that: he just told then to continue searching. But then suddenly the war started and all other things were forgotten. The kingdom was in chaos at that time: even the peasants were making the weapons from their working tools, the smiths were working day and night without a break making the spears and the swords, the soldiers were guarding the gates of the cities and all the noblemen were strengthening the walls of their castles. Only the prince didn’t care about all of this: wearing his armors he fought in the battles without any fear in his heart. He killed without an anger or sadness because all of his soul belonged to that strange ghost of the mirror. And the world seemed to him nothing more than an illusion just like the monks said about it. Unfortunately, the prince’s army has lost almost every battle. His cities and villages were seized by the enemies one by one and burnt down. The habitants were killed off cruelly. It was even difficult to imagine such horror. But the prince cared about nothing. When only the capital city was left to him the prince locked himself up in his palace and ordered not to disturb him at any case. The enemies were trying to invade the city and the remains of the city’s army tried to prevent their entering but it was evident that they couldn’t withstand an attack much longer. The capital city was already lost to them. And the enemies knew that it would surrender till the dawn. All that time the prince were sitting in his room in front of the mirror. He was talking: - You don’t understand, - He said. – You can’t hear when I say that I love you. And I don’t have any time left for my love. Like the cold winter’s wind that frosts the plum tree too early in flower this untimely war didn’t left me the time to find you… When the prince talked the sad almond-shaped eyes were watching him from the depth of the mirror. The face of the reflection looked very pale and the clothes of this youth was made from the tick white silk without any trimming that day – the clothes of death. Suddenly the tears began to stream down the youth’s cheeks. It seemed that he has sensed some terrible disaster coming. The prince smiled at him sadly. - I would want to find you… - He said. – Maybe someday… At that moment the bells began to toll in the towers of the city. The shout of the people could be heard too – it was even louder than the roar of the giant bells. This was the sign that the enemies have finally entered the capital city. Listening to the sounds of the battle that was nearing every second the prince without a hurry put his letters and documents he had written on the table. He took off his cloak embroidered with the golden dragons, unbound his long hair and drew out his sword. All that time he was stealing glances at the mirror and his beloved was watching him too from there. When the door of the room began to shake from the strong blows of the enemies’ soldiers the prince wrapped the blade with the hem of his robe and took the last glance at the mirror. His beloved was looking at him with such a sad face that that prince almost break down himself. But he managed to stay composed and simply said: - Good-bye. Then he fell down on his sword. And just the moment before his death, when his body was shaking and he has almost lost his conscience the prince felt the kiss on his lips – warm as the one of the living. When the enemies’ soldiers has finally smashed the door and entered to the room the prince was dead already, lying in front of the marvelous silver mirror. But when the general who wanted to take that mirror himself tried to brush off the blood that was splashed on it’s surface he couldn’t do that: it seemed that the blood was absorbed by the metal becoming the part of it so the mirror couldn’t be cleaned. In the end the soldiers left the mirror with the prince. He was buried and the temple was built over his tomb. The mirror was brought there too. The specks of blood on it’s surface never disappeared. Most of the time mirror was hidden under the trellis of the cedar-wood. The mirror was revealed only at the time of the festivals. There were a lot of people who has saw the strange thing in that holy mirror: the reflection of two young men – one dressed like the prince, the other – like the nobleman. They were standing side by side and looking at the visitors. It was said that your wishes will come true if you pray in that temple. And the people called the ghost of the prince kokoro-no-kami – The God of The Heart.

Twin Faced Lovers by Satou-san (Kyonsuke in Wattpad) Status: Ongoing Parts released: One (YO), Three (Wattpad) Summary: Masaki Yatsuoka and Jyunsuke Fukushima have been lovers for about six months. They spent each day in each other’s warmth. To date, they are enjoying the sweetness of love. Keita Takeuchi and Shinya Sakafumi have been lovers for more than a year. They spent each day in pointless arguments and jealousy. To date, they are chained by the bitterness of love. What will happen when destiny played tricks with these two couples? Much more, Masaki and Keita shared the same face. Character Catalog: Masaki Yatsuoka- Blue Shinya Sakafumi - Red Keita Takeuchi - Green Jyunsuke Fukushima - Yellow Parents/Step Parent - White Hideki Hoshino - Teal Saki Hanazono - Pink Twin Faced Lovers PART 1 “I hate this face” Keita Takeuchi muttered, gently touching his face in front of a small rectangular mirror as he looked at the figure in front of him imitating his actions. He is blessed with a face that is both adored and envied by many. There couldn’t be any possible flaw with such rare beauty; after all, Keita’s hatred for his face has no relation to satisfaction. He simply hated the price brought by his face. He is a strong and proud man which seemed unexpected with the soothing and innocent face of his. Many times, he is mistaken by many as a girl, while oftentimes he is offered several modeling jobs. Well, that itself is not related to his hatred. Because of his face, he has been abused by many as they forced themselves inside him. He is strong but is helpless in front of such hungry beasts craving for his taste. He always struggled and put up a fight which may stake his life. But in the end, he can do nothing. That face, if only such face didn't exist, how grateful Keita would be. That was what he thought before he met Shinya Sakafumi. In the midst of helplessness and sorrow, it was Shinya who brought him back on his feet. Shinya protected him from the people who hurt him. He embraced him with a tender love when he needed comfort. He helplessly fell in love. His days of bitterness has ended as his newfound love reciprocated his feelings and showered him with an even more feelings of love – or so he thought. That was what supposed to happen, but in the end, he was no different. Shinya was just addicted to his face and body, harshly forcing himself to Keita every time he concludes baseless accusations. Keita was not saved; he was pulled down in an even dimmer darkness he’d ever known. “Keita! Are you there?” A loud banging of his apartment’s door combined with the loud yell of his lover, Shinya, made him shudder in fear and uneasiness. Honestly, he doesn’t want to meet him at this moment. Just the other day, he was forcibly assaulted by his lover when he saw a kiss mark in his body he didn't made. It was actually a result of being violated by some thugs at school. Though he explained the situation, Shinya didn’t believe him and violated him as he pleased. Being not trusted by the person he loved the most hurt even more than the physical pain he endured. Keita can’t help it. His face, which should have given him a better life, poisoned him until he gave up on living. “What do you want, Shinya?” Opening his door, Shinya hurriedly entered as he stared at the bruised face of his. Keita doesn’t want his lover to look at them which in fact Shinya induced the other day. He looked down and said nothing else. “Is it true? I heard you are b*tching yourself to that senior in 3-C, Akito Takada.” It was not something new to him. He is used being badmouthed by his lover. No matter how much he explained he is raped, which Shinya should know, he wouldn’t believe it. Keita, giving up in explaining, sighed as he readied himself for another painful moment with his lover. “You b*tch! So you’d open your legs to anyone who asked you. Is his techniques better or what?” Shinya, yelling in an angered voice, grabbed Keita as he led him to the bedroom, pinning him down. Keita can’t even cry even if he wanted too. He had cried too much and pitied himself over several times to be crying once more. ”I’m tired. I’m tired of this. If living will be this painful, I wish I never existed. This face…if only this face doesn’t belong to me, I wonder how I’m living right now” Keita said in his mind as he is violated by his lover, roughly forcing himself to Keita without any consideration at all. Keita then remembered someone else. Long ago, he lived with someone with the same face as his. The two of them were always together and was often mistaken to be the other. They even played games by wearing each other’s clothes and using each other’s name to confuse the people around them. It had been several years since he met that guy, his twin brother. They had been separated right before entering elementary. Their parents divorced and were separated…forever. Since then, they never contacted each other. A person sharing the same face, Keita wondered if that twin of his is experiencing the same pain as him. “That guy must be the same as me, right?” He muttered. Twin Faced Lovers In the mean time… “Masaki, your friend is here!” Masaki Yatsuoka’s mother loudly yelled which can be heard even at his closed room upstairs. The moment he heard her, Masaki rushed downstairs to see the friend who came. It was Jyunsuke Fukushima, a friend outside, but a caring lover inside. Their relationship developed under weird circumstances. The two of them are what you should call rivals. Both excelling at school, they had always been struggling to overpower each other in a crushing defeat. As fate won’t allow them, they can neither claim victory to the other for none of the two succeeded in winning the exams consecutively. They are undoubtedly rivals. However, behind the competition is the feeling of love which grows bigger as each day passed by. Masaki can’t remember who confessed to whom. Before he is aware to the situation, the two of them had crossed a border they shouldn’t have. “You’re here, Jyun. Let’s start reviewing in my room” “Masa, should I get something for you guys to eat?” Her mom, called for him before stepped over the stairs. Jyunsuke greeted her mom as he answered. “It’s okay mom. I’ll come down when we feel like eating” Actually, Masaki just didn’t want her mom to enter his room. As for the reason why, Masaki just can’t show her mom what he and Jyunsuke will be doing inside the four corners of his room. Masaki led Jyunsuke to his room as Jyunsuke locked them inside right after they entered. Masa worried that her mom will be suspicious. However, two teenage guys locking in the same room is not something new for Japanese men like him. At worst, her mom will only be thinking that the two is watching some indecent movies. “Masa, I hope you are ready for it” Jyunsuke teased as he hugged him from the back, kissing and biting his neck and his ear. Masaki blushed red as he can feel Jyunsuke’s hot breath over his skin. He started to feel something deep within him. However, before he lost himself to his desires, he shoved Jyunsuke off. “Not now Jyun. We have to study first!” “But you promised right? We decided we’ll do it if I get the top score for this term’s final exam.” “T-that’s true. But we have to study. We still have the mock exam this week before we end term" If Masaki wanted, they can just do it right away. They didn't have to study since the mock exam's contents are basically not that much different from the exam they just took. And since the two of them are the school's top achievers. It's most likely that they will get the top position without a sweat. Masaki is just shy. Though he and Jyunsuke had been together for more than six months, they have only done it a couple of times. Since Masaki is the uke, he is afraid to experience the same pain when they did it the first time, four months ago. He should have gotten used to it even just a little since they did it once or twice a month. But it doesn't seem to be the case for Masaki. "Come on..." Jyunsuke pleaded with an eyes similar to that of a hungry pet dog. Seeing that Jyunsuke must have been waiting for it, Masaki gave up, sighing before he agreed to his lover's request. "Well, I guess we can't help it. BUT! promise me we will study afterwards." "I promise... I promise, Masa!!" Twin Faced Lovers "If I'm not wrong, this should be the school where my brother goes to. They changed to mom's lastname so it's not that hard to find where they live. Plus, this is the only good school around the area, so mom would definitely send Masa to this school. I should have done this on my own and never asked that stupid dad a favor" Keita protested as he waited in front of his twin brother he hasn't seen in several years. He is both engulfed with the feeling of excitement and anxiety. He wanted to check out how his brother is doing. He suspected that his brother is in the same situation as him - abused by his schoolmates and even his lover. He always remembered that his brother was the shy and quiet type. Because of that, he was bullied by their playmates. It was him who always protected his brother until they got separated. Actually, Keita didn't come to see his brother to reconcile with him or any of the sort. True that he has missed him when he was younger, crying almost everyday. However, he accepted his situation as he grew older. Keita only wanted a proof - a prof that he is not alone in this world. If he can at least confirm that his brother is in the similar condition as him, he can at least get the relief of having a comrade. He even thought of protecting his brother once again to thugs like before. But he knew he can't do that when he can't even protect himself. The afternoon classes has ended as signaled by the loud sound the school bell was making. Keita has waited for several hours and now that the students have started to leave, Keita can now see his brother he has not seen for over 6 years. The number of students leaving the school has decreased as Keita started to grow impatient. He decided he'd leave for the day but in his surprise, he saw his brother. He immediately recognized his brother even without taking a closer look. His brother's physique didn't even changed that much either and even so his face. The only difference he had from the last time he saw him was his hairstyle which looks similar to what Keita used to have back then. However, rather than feeling happy to their little reunion after six years. He was disappointed as much as sorrow. His brother was nowhere experiencing similar circumstances. Though it shows in his attitude that he is shy and quiet, he didn't seemed to be bullied nor abused by anyone. He was loved by the people around him, as they had so much fun. Keita wanted it. He wanted the life his brother, Masaki, is living and place his brother under his current situation. However, he knew that won't happen anymore. They aren't kids anymore. They just can't fool anyone by wearing each other's name nor by using each other's name. If they do that, there can be an even bigger trouble. "You're unfair, Masa... like this, why am I the only one to suffer?" Keita said as a single tear overflowed from his eyes, followed by a large stream of it. He ran while crying, wishing that he never existed, that he never became the pitiful Keita he is now. He wanted to cease to exist: in this world, in his family's memory and in his lover's life. "I should have done this sooner. Masa, you are lucky. Goodbye." Keita said as he placed a single letter at the table besides him addressed to his twin brother. Hello again guys!!! Satou-san here~ It's another story of mine, Twin Faced Lovers... You may be thinking "Is that hikaru and Kaoru?".. well, it's actually not xD .. and this is not a fanfiction of the two. And regarding the title, you may confused it with a Vocaloid song "Two Faced Lover", but its not taken from that as well xD I hope you enjoy this, though the story has only begun to unfold. Things will get interesting the following Parts

WARNING: SPOILERS UP THROUGH EPISODE 15 AU for LJ prompt: Kotetsu's evolving NEXT powers make him a target of Maverick's schemes. Can Barnaby rescue him before it's too late or is it already too late? Chapter 1 The soft rain mixed with the blood slipping down pale and cooling skin. The blood slowly dispersed with each droplet, but the gentle rain couldn't fix the shattered bones, couldn't heal the gaping wound were the man's neck had been. More droplets fell from the numb and trembling fingers of the figure hunched over the prone form. The eerie red glow had faded, replaced by the shine of water and blood on tan skin and dark hair. “Not again . . . oh god, please tell me not again!” The raw wail echoed, unanswered as it descended in to sobs. The rain increased into a steady pounding rhythm as the man staggered to his feet. He held his hands out away from his body as if he couldn't believe they were part of himself. They were still stained with blood, cut and bruised from the fight. Stumbling away from the body he tried to avoid looking at the other bodies scattered around the field. The grass was trampled and missing altogether in places. Through the sheets of rain sweeping across the field he could see his other 'comrades'. He shuddered, hanging his head. How did this happen? How did I go from being a hero to being a contract killer, a murderer . . . “Move it Kaburagi or we won't make the extraction point.” The barked command snapped him out of his thoughts. Oh yes, that's right. I wasn't given a choice. Shedding the blood and rain soaked military vest he let the cold rain pound against his back and shoulders as he walked the thin cotton t-shirt doing nothing to protect him. No, Albert Maverick had given him two choices. “You can stay and help make the world a safer place or I can have you permanently confined as a dangerous next. Of course if you choose the later, we can never allow visitors.” Admittedly, he pretty much quit listening after that, choosing not to think about what he'd have to do in order to continue to see his family. Bunny. * * * The young blond stood perfectly straight in front of the large wooden desk, his eyes never leaving the plump figure lounging behind it. “I would really like to know, sir. He was my partner for over a year and-” “And you think you have some obligation to him? Is that it?” “Well . . . yes, I mean he did help me defeat the man responsible for my parent's death. I think it only right that I reciprocate in some fashion.” “You seem to be under the impression that he's in some sort of distress.” Albert Maverick leaned forward the leather chair groaning in protest. “I assure you that when I reassigned him I took great care in choosing his new mission. He's still doing what he loves to do and doing it quite well actually.” Barnaby's shoulders slumped almost imperceptibly though his expression betrayed nothing. This was a mistake, I should have trusted Kotetsu when he said he was fine, but . . . “So when will he be back?” Maverick's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked down at the desk calendar splayed before him. “They just finished some relief work in Peru. His new powers, although very destructive, come in quite useful in situations like we faced there.” Barnaby nodded in agreement, though something nagged at the back of his mind. “Thank you for talking with me, I'm sorry to have wasted your time.” “You know I always enjoy our visits, Barnaby, but I promise I'm taking good care of Wild Tiger.” Sipping a dry red wine, Barnaby sat glaring at the computer screen before him. It wasn't that he didn't trust Maverick, but something just seemed off. Maybe it was the fact that Kotetsu hadn't been in contact with anyone, not even his family or Lopez in almost three months since being reassigned. Or maybe it was just his own selfishness in wanting to satisfy his curiosity as to exactly what his former partner was doing. Looking up recent news on Peru yielded very little. Part of the rural region of the country had experienced a natural disaster, but there was no mention of a corps of NEXT arriving to assist survivors. Frustrated he shut down the search engine. Three months and nothing. Kotetsu was not the type of person to just leave and not keep some kind of contact. Laying back in the chair, Barnaby took gulp of his wine trying to think. When they had worked together, Kotetsu had called Kaede almost daily, sometimes more than once a day. From talking with Dr. Saito he'd discovered that the Kaburagi's had called Appollon repeatedly asking to speak with Kotetsu. Each time they were told he was out of the country and unavailable. It just didn't add up. Setting the glass down, he let out a heavy sigh. This was getting him nowhere. They had to let the squad come home to Sternbild sometime and then he'd find a way to talk to Kotetsu and make sure for himself that he was adjusting alright. Two weeks later he found himself standing before Judge Petrov for the first time since he'd become a Hero. “This is highly unusual for you Mr. Brooks.” Judge Petrov tilted his head to the side and Barnaby fought the urge to fidget under the piercing gaze. “I'd like to know what precipitated this . . . accident.” Blowing out a soft breath Barnaby readjusted his glasses. “First I would like to apologize to the court and to the citizens of Sternbild for my . . . oversight in this matter. It was not my intention to cause such structural damage.” Elegant eyebrows raised and Barnaby braced himself for the diatribe. “I appreciate your apology, but you did not answer my question Mr. Brooks. If I may point out, this is the first time you've ever appeared before me and I must say that you are the last Hero I expected to see regarding property damage.” “Y-yes sir. I-I . . . have no excuses for my actions.” “Then is there a reason?” Barnaby flinched subtly surprised by the Judge's keen perception. “Sir, I am ashamed to admit that I have been distracted lately.” “This is unfortunate Mr. Brooks. Please pay more attention in the future.” “Yes sir. Of course, sir.” Later that evening Barnaby was shocked to find an email waiting for him from one Yuri Petrov. Mr. Brooks, I would like to discuss your case further. If you are available please call and set up a time with my secretary. Petrov * * * The transport was dark, the occupants silently swaying with the movement of the vehicle as it traversed the uneven terrain. Kotetsu kept his eyes closed. It was the easiest way to avoid anyone noticing he was awake. The last thing he wanted to do was talk to any of the other NEXT in the squad. There was nothing to talk about. Most of the other men and women were as worn and exhausted as he was and chose not to speak either. For all of Maverick's supposed good intentions it was blatantly obvious that they were simply a mop up unit. No one had been able to combat them or even really slow them down in the three months since he'd joined. There is only so much conventional weaponry can do against super powered NEXT protected by space-age body armor and weaponry. He grunted softly as they were jostled particularly hard, the harness keeping him secured digging into his neck. Shifting back in the seat he looked up to see the man across from him staring at him. He smiled a bit lopsided, unsure what to do or say and looked back down. He knew in normal circumstances he would have said something witty or goofy to try and break the tension, but this situation was anything but normal. “You killed Mike.” Blinking Kotetsu looked up trying to make out the man's expression in the dim light. He didn't remember actually killing anyone, only . . . after and the bodies. “Eh . . . who?” “Mike McIvers, he was the guy with the electromagnetic power.” Kotetsu looked up and down the transport and spotted three empty seats. His chest suddenly felt tight, a sharp ache blossoming under his sternum. “I . . did?” “All he did was step in front of you and you literally took his head off.” There was a soft shuff of cloth and the man leaned forward as far as the harness would let him. “We might all be killers, but we don't kill our own.” “I-I . . . it-I can't control it-I never meant t-to . . .” He stuttered to a stop as the ache wound it's way up, choking him and making his eyes sting. “Whatever. You might be fucking invincible when you activate but we all now you ain't shit otherwise.” Kotetsu gulped trying not to let his dread get the better of him. He let his head drop until his chin rested on his chest. Tomoe . . . I failed. I'm a murderer, not a hero. How can I ever face Kaede or Barnaby again knowing what I've become? Maybe . . . maybe it's for the best that I don't return. Closing his eyes he felt the tears slip free. All those years working so hard to protect people and now he was reduced to this, someone that even other killers despised. There was nothing he could do about it, no way to stop himself. He'd tried, refusing to activate his powers and even trying to starve himself so that he was too weak to activate them, but Maverick had out maneuvered him at every turn. All it took as the simple shock collar and strapping him down at night with an IV drip and they'd kept him fed and forced him to activate when they needed him. It was humiliating and degrading on every level. He felt more like an attack dog, conditioned to perform when called upon. He'd never hated anyone in his life like he hated Albert Maverick. The man had literally taken everything from him. “Fuck you're such a cunt,” The man's gruff voice snapped him out of his thoughts. “If it wasn't for that stupid beard I'd think you really were a bitch.” Kotetsu reached up and wiped away the tears. “I'd think that being able to express some emotion other than anger would be a good thing in our situation.” “Fuck you.” There was a click and a snap and the shadowy figure lurched to his feet. Despite himself, Kotetsu pressed back against the side of the transport glancing around at the others. No one met his eyes some turning away while others watched with mild interest. Reaching up he fumbled with the clasp only to yelp in surprise as his arm was grabbed and pinned over his head. He turned his face away as hot breath on his cheek made his skin tingle unpleasantly. “You reek of blood, what did you do, bathe in it?” The question was growled in his ear making him flinch. He gasped as his hair was grabbed by thick rough fingers, his head thudding against the metal behind him. Blinking away stars he glared up at the man. Dark eyes under heavy brows regarded him with something just shy of hatred. “What do you want?” He managed from between clenched teeth. “I want to see you bleeding. I'd like to kill you like you did Mike, but that won't solve anything now will it?” Unable to suppress the shudder, Kotetsu tried to pull away from the larger man, but the grip on his wrist tightened until his was nearly writhing with the pain. “You think I don't wish I could have stopped myself! I don't get to choose when I activate!” Kotetsu was ashamed to realize he'd raised his voice and took a breath trying to get himself back under some semblance of control. “You see this collar?” He gestured to it with his free hand, careful not to touch it. “That's how they make me activate. I don't want to be there, I hate what they make me do, but right now I have no choice.” “There is always a choice.” The man informed him. “None of us want to be here, I'm sure most of us have other things we'd much rather be doing, but we chose this for one reason or another.” The grip in his hair lessened and a brief flicker of hope sprang up. As much as it pained him to admit it the man was right. He had his reasons for choosing this over the other option Maverick had given him. Though now it didn't seem like the better path. If he'd went with lifetime incarceration at least he wouldn't be a murderer. Either way it seemed that the chances of ever seeing his family or Barnaby again were slim and getting slimmer each day he was gone. They probably don't even notice I'm not there. It's not like I was that involved in Kaede's life as it was and Bunny . . . “You ignoring me?” Fingers tightened and his head was wrenched to the side, exposing his neck in a way that had panic surging through him. “N-no! No, I was just thinking that-that you are right.” His voice trailed off as he found himself pinned by the dark expression in the man's eyes. The subtle red glow was just enough to illuminate the small space around them. “D-don't do this!” Kotetsu pleaded with the man his eyes wide as he shoved against the massive chest with his free hand. He had no idea what this man's power was or what might happen if he used it in the small space. “Calm down Eric!” “Shit dude, don't activate here! You'll kill us all!” “Calm it down back there or I'll tranq you Martin. Sit your ass down!” Kotetsu bit back a yelp as his head was slammed back again, the glowering presence of the other man fading. Gingerly rubbing the back of his head he kept his eyes on the floor. Letting the muttered comments of the other passengers wash over him he tried not to think too hard about the encounter. It was difficult when he could still feel the man glaring at him from across the narrow aisle. The red glow faded once again leaving the transport in darkness.

Foreign Romance (First Story of the ROMANCE SERIES) by Satou-san (Kyonsuke in Wattpad) Status: Ongoing Parts released: One (YO), Three (Wattpad) Summary: Broken-hearted, Mikage decided to have a one night stand. What happens when the one night stand partner turns out to be the new neighbor? Character Catalog: Mikage Ishikawa - Blue Alexis Kennard - Red Yumi Matsuoka - Pink Saito Kikuchi - Green Shin Ayakawa - Yellow PART ONE Just when did everything fall apart? Mikage Ishikawa stood in front of the window, looking at the guy he dated a month ago, Yuusuke Yukimura. He was talking with his friends with cheerfulnessl and had no hint of sadness in his face. That made Mikage angry as he expected Yuusuke to be at least sorry for what he did - for betraying him. Yuusuke was the first man Mikage ever loved. He was pretty sure he was straight and he didn't even doubt his gender before. However, when he turned into a High School student, everything changed. He loved how deep the other guy's voice is. He loved how arrogant he was though he would show sweetness at times. He simply loved everything about him. He was the first to confess and in his surprise, Yuusuke agreed going out with him. He didn't expect that. All he wanted was to confess and let go of the feelings he knew will not be returned. However, Yuusuke returned his love. They dated, they had sex and they had the best time they ever had in this world. Yuusuke was arrogant but he really cared Mikage and showed his love for him. Everything was perfect. The only flaw they had is that they can never reveal their relationship because it was something the society will find hard to accept. Both of them agreed to keep it as a secret. Mikage was contented with his life. He planned what to do in the future and even thought of joining Yuusuke's family registry in the future since marriage for two guys is not allowed in Japan. He didn't know then that his happiness was only short-lived. Just a week later, he found out something which caused his world to fall apart. He saw Yuusuke kissing with Hayato, his own cousin, in the storage room where he was frequent. He didn't question anything; he didn't even dare to ask what was going on. He was afraid to learn the truth. Since then, he ignored him. The other guy didn't even ask why. Instead, he just went with the flow and ignored Mikage in return. Mikage was hurting deep within his heart. He didn't know that Yuusuke was this cruel. Maybe, it was wrong for him to date in the first place. Maybe it's the best decision for him to break up with Yuusuke. Mikage simply sent a message [Let's break up]. He wasn't surprised about what the other guy has replied. He finally confirmed how foolish he was. Yuusuke only said [Ok. It was fun while it lasted]. After that, a month had passed by. "Hey, Mikage! What are you staring at?" Mikage turned around and saw the source of the voice. It was his bestfriend, Saito Kikuchi. This guy is in love with Yuusuke's cousin, Hayato Yukimura. He wanted to tell him what he just saw; that he saw Yuusuke and Hayato doing something the society will never forgive - an act of incest. However, he didn't want Saito to feel what he was feeling. Saito's love for Hayato was so pure that he never wanted to put a dint of filth on it by telling him about what he saw. He just kept it for himself as he planned to conceal it deep inside his memories forever. "Nothing much! I'm just looking for pretty girls around the school", Mikage lied as he walked away from the window. Hearing that, Saito whispered to his best friend. "Hey, don't you dare to say that! Yumi is here. She's looking for you", as Saito said that, Mikage turned around and saw a beautiful girl approaching him. Yumi Matsuoka was probably the most popular girl in his age. She was in love with Mikage for some time already and since two weeks ago, the two started dating. "Mikage! Don't you dare cheat on me", Yumi said as she slapped Mikage's back. It wasn't too forceful but since Mikage is very sensitive. That simple slap made him cry in pain. "Hey, Yumi! I was just kidding!", Mikage pouted as Saito left the two alone. Mikage and Yumi are what the society called the perfect couple. Mikage was the nice and friendly guy while Yumi was the beautiful and intelligent girl. Everyone envied them as they looked so perfect together. However, Mikage had an ulterior motive with this relationship. He wanted to make Yuusuke jealous with how he found a new lover who suits him perfectly. He also didn't have to hide his relationship with her since Yumi is a girl. He would walk with her around the campus, like how an athlete loves to show their medals and trophies. However, in his dismay, Yuusuke won't even look at the two. Yuusuke had already forgotten about Mikage and he is now an outsider in Yuusuke's life. Mikage was displeased about it though it didn't show in his face. He's good at pretending after all. "Let's go home", Yumi said as she clung in Mikage's right arm. Side by side, the couple left the classroom. On the outside, the two looked very happy together. However, Mikage was not. He felt bad how he tricked Yumi all along so he at least try to fulfill his duty as her boyfriend. They would go home together, had dates but they never had sex. Yumi's pretty much prepared about it. Only, Mikage had no sex drive at all. The couple bid their farewell as the two went to their own homes. Mikage lived alone in an apartment unit he's renting. Both of his parents are working overseas and even though he was asked to go with them, he stayed. He was not very close with the two so he really had no reason to go as long as they give him financial support. "Someone's moving?” Mikage asked himself as he saw a small car filled with cardboard boxes in front of their apartment building. "Yeah. I heard he's a foreigner", someone said behind him. When he looked back, he found Shin Ayakawa, a renter on the same apartment building. He lived in the same floor as him and he was around Mikage's age. The two became close acquaintances since three years ago when he settled in. "Oh! Is that so?” Mikage said as the two went up to their own units. He was not really interested about the matter. There had been a lot of people who came and left the building over time. Some of them are his friends, some are not. It didn't take him much to not care who was coming and who's leaving anymore. Mikage opened the door of his unit and when he opened the lights; his untidy and scattered belongings welcomed him home. No, don't get it wrong. There had been no burglar who broke in. The state of his place was the same when he left early this morning. Rather, Mikage is just a person who never learned the word "cleaning up". He went straight to his room and took of his clothes, wearing his casual clothing. As he finished, he received a phone call from Yumi asking him what he's doing and some unimportant stuff. Mikage found it irritating as he sounded uninterested in his replies. When Yumi realized it, she bid farewell before cutting of the call. "How boring", Mikage said as he dived straight into his room. He looked at the photo he had taken when he and Yuusuke dated. This time, he didn't feel lonely. Instead, he started to feel different. He remembered how Yuusuke touched him gently with his big hands. He remembered how gentle he was when making love with him as he showered him with thousand kisses all over his body. Just thinking about that gave Mikage a hard on. He started to touch himself thinking about how Yuusuke's big body covered his small and sensitive one. "Yuusuke.. ahhh~", Mikage moaned as he licked two of his fingers before he slid it inside his opening. He searched for the place where Yuusuke made him felt good and when he found it, he started yelped in pleasure. With his other hand, he touched his member, rubbing it, which just add to the pleasure he was feeling. He continued the routine as he imagined Yuusuke doing him gently yet passionately. He started calling for Yuusuke's name over and over again and when he felt his legs shudder, he came. "This is not even half of it", Mikage said as he reached for tissues, wiping out the stains in his bed and in his body. Mikage wanted more. Merely imagining it as he touched himself is very much different than actual sex. The heat in his body was still there. He wanted to experience it again - when something hard and warm thrust his inside over and over again. He wanted Yuusuke, of course, but since he knew it will be impossible, he didn't care who the other guy is. Mikage locked the door as he left the apartment well groomed in a sleeveless black shirt under his striped jacket and black skinny jeans. He had heard of a famous place where people got picked up a lot and so, he decided to go there. It was a park where many couples hang out. Of course, in this sea of lovers, if you stay there alone, it's the same as saying you wanted to get picked up. The place is dubbed as "Park of Romance" after all. Mikage stared at every passerby. He looked so horny that a lot of female offered him money for his company. However, knowing that it is not a female who will fulfill his desires, he bluntly refused them. He waited for almost half an hour and yet, no guy even talked with him. He was not the girly guy who'd give a guy a hard on. His build is small however; his entire body is just oozing with masculinity. He had a handsome face; a striking smile and a well built body in a small frame. He was more like a "seme" than an "uke". "This is pointless", Mikage said as he stood up, having lost his patience. Since he wanted to do it so bad, he decided that it will be him who's going to approach guys even though he has to pay them. He looked around and searched for some free guys whom he thought will give him a good time. It was when he saw a cool guy sitting alone in a bench. He was smoking alone and looked really bored. He was a perfect target. Mikage approached him and sat behind him. The guy looked at him but didn't bother to ask as he continued smoking. "Mister, aren't you bored? Wanna hang out with me?” Mikage said as he sat closer to the man. Mikage was actually very much nervous and each part of his body was slightly trembling though it was barely noticeable in this dark park. The man looked shocked as he dropped the cigarette from his mouth to the ground. He stood up as he grabbed Mikage's shirt on the neck part, barely lifting him up. "What the fuck did you just say? Are you picking me up, you fagg*t?” the guy angrily yelled as the people in the park looked at them. Mikage was shivering in fear and shame as he saw the people gossiping. Crap! I've landed on a landmine. This guy's homophobic. He didn't say anything and just looked down. He just wanted to go home right now and never come back in this place ever again. He started blaming himself for being so dumb for trying to pick up on someone on the same gender. He was about to cry when he saw someone approaching them, pushing the other guy apart from him. "Hey, Jap! You shouldn't do that to a kid. Look, he's about to cry. Don't bully the helpless guy", the man said in a foreign language. He knew it was English. Well, he had been hearing that language for such a long time in school. It even gave him troubles at times. "Huh? What the heck are you saying? Go away!” the man, unable to understand what the intruder said, angrily yelled as he went away. Seeing that, Mikage felt relieved as he sighed heavily. He looked at the man and found out he was a foreigner. He had eyes with different colors one with being grayish blue as the other being brown. He was so drowned at it that he forgot he was staring at him. "What are you staring at, brat?", the foreigner guy asked him. He realized he was staring at him and looked away that instant. Even though he did that, he didn't understand what the guy was talking about. All he said is, "I'm sorry mister, I don't understand". "So you don't, huh? Maybe I should use Japanese even though I'm not adept at it", the foreigner guy said in an almost fluent Japanese. His Japanese was even much better than some guys out there who had Japanese blood. Liar. Look how well you speak! "Thank you for your help mister. Goodbye", Mikage said as he started walking. He realized that the people were still staring at him. He wanted to flee from the place and just melt down like a slime. Seriously, he can't take the shame as he felt everyone's eyes looking at him. "Wait! Come with me", the foreigner said as he grabbed him away from the park. The foreigner brought him to a nearby coffee shop. It was a place he was frequent which made people wonder why he was with a foreigner instead of his friends. "Why did you bring me here, Mister?” Mikage asked. He felt awkward sitting alone with the foreigner guy who saved him a while ago. He didn't want to remember the matter anymore and regretted what he had done. However, what confused him was why the guy brought him to a coffee shop. "Why? You were bored right? I'm here as your company. Unless you prefer the other guy who yelled at you", the foreigner said as he asked for a waiter, ordering a menu for two. "Hey! I don't mean it like this~", Mikage stopped before he says further more. He was in a public place where people can hear what he was saying. "Then... like what?” The other guy teased. Mikage didn't answer. He kept silent, looking down on the floor as the waitress brought them food. "So, you are?” The foreigner asked, eating the burger he ordered afterwards. "Mi-Mikage Ishikawa. And you?” Mikage said softly. He wanted to leave the place. He didn't felt comfortable staying there. Though it was over thinking on his part that the two looked like they were dating, he just can't feel at ease. "Oh! me? I'm Alexis Kennard", Alexis said as he further told Mikage he was a Photography transfer student from England. He came to Japan to study their art and use it for an avant-garde project he was working on. Alexis was a talkative guy and even though Mikage didn't feel like talking, he was defeated by the persistence of the guy. Mikage told him the reason why he was there picking up on a guy he didn't know. Though Alexis is a foreigner and a person he didn't know, Mikage still told him. Maybe it was because he is a person he didn't know that he felt okay telling him his troubles. "So, you are saying that you were missing you ex-lover so you wanted to have sex with anyone. What if the other guy has disease?” Alexis said as he finished his meal. He drank all the cola from his bottle before standing up. "Let's go.” Alexis said as he paid the bill for their food. "Where?", Mikage asked, confused. "To a hotel. Of course, you want to have sex, right? Don't worry. I'm clean.. So, wanna join me, babe?” Alexis winked as he waited for Mikage to respond. Mikage didn't expect what the guy had said. He though he was just some weird guy. His heart started throbbing hard as Mikage nodded. He stood up and joined the guy before leaving. Hello guys!! It's my first time posting a story here. This is a story I originally made from a site, then posted on wattpad... then here xDD I'm not so sure if color coding suit the story. I saw some stories who had one and thought it might be a good idea. I hope you enjoy the story. It's still ongoing but I hope you'd like it

Summary: June has led an unhappy life but it will change with the come of his birthday along with a mysterious white haired boy. Status: In Progress Author's note: (Title translation: Heart of Ice) Something I had on my mind for quite some time now. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I'm enjoying to write it!

The Colors of Beauty Ch1 – Tamed We often assume that someone we think is cruel and angry's true colors are the ones which life used to paint their portrait in the back of their mind, the one that stares down on them with disgust as they don't even dust it off while they put stain after stain on the glass in front of it. That's not quite true. Some of us can't bare seeing what we could've been, so we dye the frame and glass black, in order to not have to look at what we've been depraved of. Soon after, or not so much, we realize the paint is too dry and we can't scrape it off. Of course, it'd hurt too much to break that glass, and it would stain the real picture with our own desperate blood, so we keep it up, until we forget what was under the filth. My name is Zack, no last name. My hair is black, and my eyes are green. My mother died while giving birth to me, and my father disappeared after that. I've been in all kinds of families and homes. I wasn't too fortunate, as most families were... Well... Let's say I wasn't exactly in a happy household. I'd switch family after family, each worse than the last. There were some good ones, but I could never really fully enjoy a nice stay to its fullest. More than abuse I hated only the grief. Some would take me in just to replace their dead kid. They'd prepare the passed child's favorite meals for me, tell me when their favorite shows were on and more, and I'd hear them cry themselves to sleep every night. I'd do whatever I could to cheer them up, but I'd always make it clear that I wasn't the one they lost. Even so, it'd still feel like their son had died all over again when I'd switch families. There had been nice times too, but they fade before the pain I've seen. I'd barely laugh after time, and then I'd find myself wondering when was the last time I had cracked a smile. When I was 17, I was moved to a rich family. They had a son who was my age, and I was going to go to school with him. They wanted to get him a brother, because they thought that'd fix his behavior. Here's where this story begins. When I got the news, everyone I knew in the orphanage was happy for me. They were also sad I was leaving, but mostly relieved at least I'd get what everyone there dreamed of. I was going to go, when suddenly, I head a cry and a pair of arms were warped around my chest from behind. - Pleeeeease, don't go! - sobbed Nori, whom I had been friends with since I had arrived in the orphanage. Nori was two years younger than me, and I had always protected him. Even though my body was quite skinny, my agility remained unmatched. He was very tall for his age but he never fought anyone. Most children in the orphanage'd just look for someone to bully, and since he would rarely fight back, I'd defend him when they'd lash out at him.I didn't fight back myself, but I could never sit back while someone else was harassed. It was just the two of us against everyone up until that moment, when I was going to be in a family for the last time. - Don't cry – I told him, holding his hands in front of my chest as I listened to his heartbeat on my back – I just know we'll see each other again. I turned around and wiped the tears off his cheek. As I was removing my hand from his face, he grabbed it, looked in my eyes and cried - Promise? Do you promise that we will somehow find each other and that we'll be together no matter what? Because if I see you again after this day, I'll never let you go again! - I put my finger on his lips, smiled and pat his head. - Why are you smiling now? You rarely do, and now when we're gonna be separated, you smile? - Because, you see, this is my parting gift. I want you to remember it. I promise that my arms will reach out to embrace you once again, but until then, I want you to borrow this smile whenever you're feeling lonely, because I'll always be thinking of you while it slowly forms on my lips. As I got in the car, I turned around one last time. Nori was trying to smile as he was sniffing while his mouth was trembling. In the car itself were a man and a woman. They looked very noble. The man was serious and quiet, but the woman seemed cheerful enough. - So... Zack. My name is Hikari, and my husband is Frederick. I hope you're gonna adore Ren. - He's impossible, so we don't expect you to do it right away. He is going through some rebellious phase, so we were hoping someone his age could put him back on track. We won't scold you if you beat him a little, just make sure he doesn't do anything stupid. Frederick seemed to be the "harsh but just" type at first, but when I got to know him a little better, I noticed even he didn't know what he was doing. The trip was quite long and I got to tell Hikari about my life. I liked it that she wasn't like the others – she didn't say "oh you poor boy" and didn't pretend to understand me. She just smiled and said "I don't pity you. I pity people who can't be helped. If you had been strong enough to go through it, I can't help but give you my admiration." She was finally someone I could one day even call "mom". Frederick wouldn't say much as me and Hikari talked, and would only once in a while throw in a story about his fake knee and how it was so hard to get one years ago. When we arrived, the house seemed pretty big. I had never been inside one of such beauty, so I examined every detail as well as I could. There was a huge yard with animals in it. Everything seemed perfect. "What sort of spoiled hellish devil spawn will this boy turn out to be?" I thought to myself as we approached the room that was to be mine. We were gonna sleep in the same room. His... Our parents decided that'd be perfect for us to get to know each other as well as we could. It was really gigantic. The right side of the room was going to be mine, and the left side was going to be his. They told me to decorate it as I wanted. Trey had already made his side as he liked, pretty sloppily. He wasn't there at the moment, but he was going to be back pretty soon. Our beds were the same, like our dressers and pretty much everything the room was filled with, which was, other than those two : desks with multiple monitors computers, two cupboards, two big crests and spots for gaming platforms with huge monitors. There was also some free space for something else I'd want to put there, so i decided I'd make it a spot for me to paint. I was dying to paint what I had seen around there. I have photographic memory, so I could do it without having to look at the house. There are many bathrooms and I wanted to shower as soon as I was done with placing my stuff in the room. When I finally finished what i was doing, I marched towards one of the bathrooms. As I walked out of the door after I was done, I stumbled upon a grumpy, yet beautiful young face. His hair is brown, and so are his eyes. His figure is quite skinny, but not as much as mine. He is also just a little shorter, but considering how tall I am, he isn't short at all in comparison to other people, but even through his annoyance, he is somehow cute. - You used my bathroom, didn't you ask someone which one to lay your filth on? - he yelled, and then sighed angrily. - Just use another. After you're done, we have to talk. - Hell yes we have to talk, and don't think you're my brother just because some piece of paper says you now are. I don't have to tolerate you. - he replied, entering the bathroom and slamming the door shut. - Don't use it again. "This is going to be a tricky one" I thought as I waked back towards the room. On the way, I met Hikari. - Oh hi there, Zack. Have you met him yet? - Yeah, I did. He seems quite energetic. - Good. Hey, do you want to go shopping with me? We will buy you a lot of new clothes so you can throw away those old ones. Her energy was so pleasant, almost angelic. I was starting to feel what it's like to have your own mother. It was just like in the books. I didn't think mothers were actually like that, but I was happy I was going to see what it's like to have such parent. After I got ready, we went to some expensive boutique and I bought pretty much anything I liked, for every occasion. It was fun, and I could feel her even closer. - You don't seem to be too excited. If there's something you want to do, please don't be shy to say. - No, it's okay. I am glad we're doing this. I'm just not that good at expressing emotions, that's all. - We have a lot of other things to do too. We gotta sign you up to Ren's school. - A private school? - Yes. A private school. We noticed you've had pretty good grades so far. I'm sure you'll fit in quite well. The uniform I ordered should suit you just fine. I was going to step into a whole new world. I didn't know what to expect. When we got there, it was even more beautiful than the house I was going to live in. As I passed through the corridors, I noticed they had rooms for everything, and there were quite a lot of clubs. I had always wanted to be in an Art club. I was suddenly looking forward to joining in that clean and delightful, bright atmosphere. The principal's office looked so neat and big that it almost felt like a job interview for a huge company. He explained everything. There was a lot to explain, and it was so much different that what I had been used to that for a second I questioned if I could manage. After a while, a girl walked in. - This is your class' representative, Mai. - Hello. I am going to be your guide until you get used to this place - said the girl, as she happily grabbed my hand and shook it. I hadn't stretched it out, but she seemed to find that kind of rushed attitude quite normal. That girl seemed to love working with people and meeting new ones, so I didn't pull my hand back. Shining with joy, she led me through the rooms and signed me up for the Art club. - So you love art too, eh? I've been drawing for a couple of years now. I'm not all that good, but everyone is nice and helps me a lot. She talked, and I listened. We went through pretty much everything, when she did something I didn't expect her to do. - Eh... You're very close to Ren now, right? - If you mean by space we occupy and time we are occupying it for, then yes. - Well, when you get to know him, you'll love him. Can you please pass something to him? - she handed me an envelope, and I took it calmly. Considering she could've sent him a message by phone or computer, I assumed it's a love letter. - Very well. I truly hope it is as you say. After I was introduced to all the things I needed, we went back to the house. I found Ren and gave him the envelope. He looked at it and snached it from my hand, then threw it on his bed. - Don't you dare touch it. We're having dinner soon, I'll take you to the dining room when it's time. - We still have to talk. - Don't worry,we will. - What's wrong with now? - Fine. Don't touch me or my things. End of conversation. - as he launched for the door, I rushed and stood in front of him - What does this girl mean to you? - None of your business – he shrieked, as he pushed me aside violently. After a while, it was time for dinner. Everyone was sitting at the table, waiting for the dinner to be served. Although she could've hired a cook, Hikari preferred making the dinner herself. When it arrived, it looked like something out of a cook book, and tasted just as good as it looked. I had actually never tasted anything better. I complimented her, and she was very surprised. Ren remained silent, until his father asked him a question. - Tell him something about your life. Even me and your mother dont know much about it. For example, do you have a girlfriend? - Ren seemed really annoyed when he heard that, but he replied with one word. - No. - What happened to that fine girl you were dating? Yuri was it? You never say anything. - Don't you have any other business? Nothing happened, I dumped her long ago, I never liked her that much. - You're not going to tell him anything at all? - Why should I? I never asked for anyone. He remained silent for the rest of the evening, and went to our room. I started wondering who that girl was. Did she break his heart? He told his parents about her, and right now he doesn't look like the type to tell mommy and daddy about his relationships. I went to help his mother with the dishes, hoping I can ask her a little more about him, since I never asked in the car. I wanted to see what he's like before processing information about him. I approached Hikari, and started helping her. - So... He had a girlfriend? - He did. I only know about one. He might've had more. - Did he tell you about it or did you find out? - We found out. It was about one year ago. They seemed really happy together, but she died. - She died? How? - Suicide. He never told us anything further. She didn't have any problems as far as I know. - Did Ren become like that after her death? - No. He's not always like that. He seems to be enjoying himself with his friends. That's why I had the idea to get him a brother about his age. Besides, I think I made the right choice by picking you. "Did she kill herself because he dumped her? She probably did. Is he just heartless? That can't be it" I thought, finishing up the dishes. I went to our room and saw him standing there. - You do know you belong to me now, right? - he said, taking his pants off - What are you doing? - I asked, watching as he threw his underwear aside. - You know what to do, or do I have to explain? - I watched as his penis grew big and hard. He looked at me with impatience, and I let out a chuckle - What's so funny? - Did you think about my naked body just now to make this happen? - I approached him with confidence and kept a slight smile on my face. He was standing there confused as I was getting closer. When I reached him, he tried shoving my head down, but I resisted - No, not like that. I touched his face and stroked it gently, then pushed him onto the bed, kissing his neck, then removed his shirt. I caressed the sides of his body as he trembled as I did so. I moved down, placing my hand on his scrotum. I removed my pants with the other hand and then tossed my shirt aside. I placed my hand back down there, as I felt my parts growing too. He didn't protest as I firmly grabbed his body and shoved it to the middle of the bed. My hair was falling on his face as I leaned to kiss him. Our lips met so gently as I slowly opened them. He followed my every movement like a maiden. I drove my teeth down his chest, then his belly, until I reached the desired area. I licked the tip slowly, then moved my fingers along his masculinity very gently. He trembled once again, and I put his parts in my mouth. I moved my tongue as fast as I could, and twisted it quickly. I moved up and down, picking up the phase. He was trying so hard not to moan, but we were far from his parents' bedroom so they wouldn't hear us. Even so, he couldn't resist the urge to let out a yell, and so he did. "Aaaah, it feels so nice, don't ever stop" he gasped, as I had reached my quickest phase. His hands were shoved in my hair and his breathing was getting heavier and heavier. After a while, he let out a few quick loud moans, followed by a long and loud one. I stood up and saw him lying on his side, catching his breath. I kissed his red face, and said "Don't think we're done yet. I'm still not" while moving his body so he would lie on his belly. I embraced him from behind, lifting him up a little. I then sticked one finger in his hole, from which he gripped his pillow. I inserted two, three fingers and rotated them. A little squeak of pleasure echoed in my ears as I put my penis in his hole. I moved slowly as his breaths were getting shorter and quicker. I tried doing it gently, as my hand was on his. Trey's fingers between mine felt somehow right. I came shortly after, falling next to him. I could feel his chest moving quickly. - Come on, I didn't exhaust you that much. - Yuri did kill herself because of me. - What? - I heard you and mother talking. I didn't want anyone to know about me. She fell in love with me, so I just pretended I had fallen for her as well. Mai is not in love with me. We're best friends. She sent me two tickets to the festival next week. She told me she will send them to me as soon as she got them and that I could bring anyone with me. I used to like a boy from my class, but he hates gay people. He was my best friend. He is in love with Mai. Many boys are. I pretended I was too. Every time we talked about it, I'd tell him everything I loved about him and how much I did love him, saying "her" and "she" instead of "you". She made me confess my feelings for him one day, and he told me to stay away from him. As my last hope was crushed, I made sure to overdo it so he'd think it's a very well played joke, and he bought it. We laughed about it and soon after, I started dating Yuri. I played along for a while, but then I couldn't anymore. I had done something horrible, but I thought it'll be okay and she'd only be sad for a while. When she killed herself, I was stunned. I never wanted that. I never meant to do that. I only did it so I could prove a lie, so I could be close to someone I could never be with the way I wanted. I loved him less and less after. I started seeing things in him I had never seen before, bad things. From then on, it was just dreamless loneliness. Say Zack... Do you pity me? - No... I pity the ones who can not be helped, and I will do anything in my power to help you – I said, as I moved closer to him and embraced him tightly. One thought crossed my mind as I was falling asleep – I had tamed the beast.

Summary: A twisted story about the love-hate relationship between a powerful mafia boss, Masa Renji, and his personal assassin - Kadou Shin. Status: In progress 「Maze」 Chapter 01 Illuminated by the moon in the small hours of the night, my hand stood frozen out-stretched. Like hidden mist in the forest, the fog embraced the small town I had to drop by. One of the never-ending jobs I got. If I had the time, I'd probably sit down and write a diary myself. A small chuckle escaped me,I was like a fool standing there. Let's take it aback and let you follow the story. ----- -"Kadou Shin",a rub under chin, a paper was dropped on a smoothly clean black desk. The hand placed near it was big, on its back it had a scar. It looked like a healed wound from a bullet. If followed upwards,a start of an expensive suit could be found. Seemed the well formed arm was properly trained. Little by little going up, a beautiful face could be revealed - Masa Renji. I was last year high-school student. Could swear,all seemed like it was yesterday. The vivid memory of that day,it wouldn't let me rest to the last breathe of mine. The beginning of my nightmare and the end of my dream. -"Yo,Kadou!",a loud voice struck through the corridors as a boy ran and jumped to tackle down Shin. It was his best friend, Kenta Jirou. -"Ngh, get off asshole.",a frown formed on Kadou's face as he pushed off his friend. Shin wasn't delicate,the boy was trained well and not to mention that he was top student when it came to sports. -"Did you get your homework done? We have a test next week." -"...Wut test?", Shin had that idiotic face as tried to pat his pants. -"Oh,man! Will you get to memorize for once our test schedule?",Kenta laughed as he shoved a pat behind Shin's neck,which made Kadou drop down on his ass again. -"Seriously,drop it.",good the bell rang,so the dark haired boy,Kadou,didn't have to kick his friend's ass. When it came to classes,Shin was pretty much a 'loose student'. He didn't find anything for interesting,nor to mention to study at home. He would prefer training at his grandfather's doujo club. "Ah,the same boring day.", he thought as rested his chin in his palm,having an elbow guiding him against his desk. What was so good at living a life that was your parents' dream? Shin was a daring nature, he loved to walk on a thin ice. But who knew that the boy would meet the death face to face? Who knew that the boy was about to become the death itself? A few minutes passed and as usual he had to nap on his desk. The teacher's voice was like a lullaby anyway,so it helped him have his eyes closed. Tik-tak,tik-tak,tik-tak. You know that feeling,when you get to notice something out of the ordinary. When something is about to happen and suddenly your subconscious get to focus on something certain? Who knew that the clock in the classroom was like a fortune teller, speaking for an endless nightmare for Kadou Shin. The dark haired student opened slowly his blue eyes, turned to his left where Kenta was picking his nose like a monkey. -"Kenta...",Shin called for his friend's attention. -"Yeah?",the other one whispered back as had his eyes on Shin. -"I have an odd feelin-...",when something went wrong, everything would go wrong. A bullet flew through the window, hitting Kenta exactly through his neck. The bullet got lost in the wall, passing right by Kadou. He saw the falling body of his friend,the eyes that were sparkling with life were already empty. Shivers ran through Shin's body,having Jirou by his feet. A chaos broke in the classroom,everyone started screaming and trying to get to the door. -"Ken-ta...?",Kadou had his face with splashed trail of blood,his hands were shaking as he pulled his friend by the jacket,to lift him up. Despair. People bath in despair. Without noticing the falling bodies around him,Shin tried to shake his friend for a wake-up call. Someone was showering the building with bullets,but oddly enough none of the bullets were darted at Kadou. All I heard was the clock. Tik-tak,tik-tak,tik-tak... -"Kenta...KENTA!",he shook the body with all he had,the blood soaking his white shirt. Blue eyes wouldn't speak for clear sky, but for deep ocean of pain. Little by little, the screams around the school would be muted. Was everyone dead? Tik-tak,tik-tak,tik-tak. It was clearly quiet enough to follow the clock judgement. Kadou lifted Jirou,having him in arms,he kicked the door open,heading for the nurse office. How fun the human being was when in pain. Not able to recognize the illusions from truth. And the truth was that no one was alive in the building. The famous Sekanai Highschool Murder Case in which only one survivor was found - Kadou Shin. Drops by drops, the body he carried left a bloody trace behind him, his conscious was broken, his subconscious wasn't clear - he was like a lost dog,begging for someone to get up on feet and show him a ray of hope. When he finally heard steps,he turned around. A face filled with hopes and light,his pupils widened to greet a good news,but... -"Kadou Shin." How many times I wished to have someone murdered? - Once. And that one time was then. -"How does it feel? To walk down the alley of the dead?",a stranger stood his way,his fingers were decorated with many golden rings. The long top hopped over his shoulders was from animal fur, it looked like the man was rich. -"Is it scary? Or may be you like it? After all you are the last Kadou, the son of Kadou Misarou. Don't take it personal,ahahaha. I owed your dad a favor,so just getting it returned.", he made a smooth turn, to have his coat spread as titled his head towards Shin. His eyes full with hatred, "Taste from the pain which your dad caused me." Shin had his head lowered,grabbing onto his best friend's body like a soul begging to have that annoying brat back. -"Wait..",Kadou stuttered and so the rich old man paused his steps,lifting a brow,but not looking at Kadou. -"What? Want to cry? Or you peed yourself?" -"You knew my father?", the tears were already dry. Shin lifted his head,showing his cold gaze. -"Don't have the time to chit-chat,boy. If you wish to pay me back,first get out of prison.",he laughed as departed from the building,leaving Shin Kadou for an obvious murder. I never ever cried since then. I left the weak side of me in Kenta's hands. I believed that he would take good care of that side of me. That annoying brat, sometimes I miss him. The chains around Sbin's ankles were making it hard to walk when he was called for a meeting with a visitor. Kadou refused to meet with his grandfather,but this time he was told that it was a woman. So the boy sat in front of the glass wall,separating him from his visitor. Blue eyes didn't recognize the woman,so he lifted the phone from the side,letting her speak. -"Kadou Shin, I have a suggestion for you. Care to listen?" And that day, I came to realize life was about the right time.

It's a story about few detectives and one young boy,who is the key for a big case - Hwanhee's dead. Ji Woo have to find that boy (Kim Seung-Woo) and to protect him,because the Korean mafia and the police want him dead. Why? Because Seung know too much about them. In the same time the Japanese detective Otabe Mikado (who is Hwanhee's friend) want to find what really happened two years ago,when his friend and Ji Woo had a mission to find out for who are working some Korean mafia guys.But in the end they understand that these guys are working with the police in Korea. Now two years later Mikado reopen this case again,going to find Ji Woo,but if he would be able to catch him? What really happened that day,when Hwanhee died and if he really died? Who is in real boy Kim Seung-Woo? And why the Korean police is afraid of him?

Author's Notes: I may have written this but I had a lot of help from SakiOda 0.0 She sorta became my editor. She makes sure I focus on point or else this story would be really messed up and a random unicorn would pop up out of nowhere o3o it really would. So she helped me come up with the concept of this story. Thank you! Also if it is just in italics it is a flashback If it is in italics and bold it is Jack's thoughts Summary: 8 months ago Jack Mills lost the love of his life and his whole world crumbled. Now 8 months later he is coping by starting to work under his father in the FBI. What surprises and twist await him as he enters this new chapter in his life. Status: On-Going A Little Tipsy Mistake A lone man walked out of his empty home and looked around the front door then made his way to the jet black car parked under the snow on the street. It was mid October and it had already started to snow. He looked up at the grayish blue sky no sun in view. Not that it would matter. His days had not been bright since his lover’s death. He had buried the only man he would ever love this last January. He walked to the car and slowly opened the door to set his eyes on the picture on the dashboard. It was them. He remembered clearly when they took that picture. It was the day of their first date in the park. “Come on Jack just one please.” He begged his boyfriend. “You are such a child. Why keep pictures?” Jack snickered and held the man on his lap. “I want to catalog these memories. So you will always remember me and I will always remember you, Jack.” Isaac smiled as he looked up. Isaac saw the boy’s perfect deep forest green eyes and soft hazel hair that framed his face just perfectly. He couldn’t help himself anymore he tilted the younger boy’s chin upwards and kissed his tendered pink lips softly as Jack snapped the picture of them. Jack shook his head and smiled softly as he ran his thumb softly at the boy’s face on the picture. He missed every part of him. The waking up in the morning to a pillow in the face and if he didn’t wake up the first time Isaac would get his little squirt gun and start shooting him with it. He missed the brunches and just sitting on the couch and cuddle while Isaac watched his crime shows. Still it had been ten months since that faithful day. He can’t keep wallowing in the past anymore. Jack turned the car and let the hum of the motor and the mindless talk of the morning radio host slowly take him away from reality as he drove to his work. It was a normal day nothing had changed and even if it had Jack wouldn’t have noticed it he didn’t notice much these days. He stopped at the stop light and looked around at the people in the streets all bundled up and saw a couple in the corner of the street holding hands and then his heart started to sting like someone had stabbed him in the heart. That used to be him holding Isaac’s hand waiting on the sidewalk. He looked closer at the couple and stared at the younger man of the couple as they walked across the crosswalk in front of his car. The light turned green and he kept on driving to his job. Jack Mills was the son of the Director of the FBI. He decided to follow in his father’s footsteps and joined the FBI this past month he passed his test and today was his first day as a Special Agent. He pulled into the parking complex and drove all the way up to his place. He got out and made his way to his new job. It was basic procedure at the door he got searched and all metal items and his shoes went into the box as he walked through the metal detector. On the other side he received his items again and then led to his department. “Hey, Mike I will take him from here.” A young man that could not be that much older than Jack himself called out as he intercepted both of them. The man he now knew as Mike smiled and nodded. “He is all yours Kevin. Better an ex newbie to lead a newbie around. You are in good hands kid.” Mike said as he walked back to his position in the front of the building. “Hey kid I am your partner. They thought it be funny to stick two of the newest people together. I do not mind. Alright so this is your desk and right across of it is mine.” Kevin explained as he pointed to the two old desks with old coffee mug stains stuck in them. “They aren’t exactly the best but you know budget cuts only the big dogs can afford to get new desks. Come one we need to get you your badge, ID, and gun. There is a case already that the boss wishes us to work on. Ready to get your feet wet newbie?” Kevin asked. It took awhile for Jack to take everything. He was finally here. After all he has had to endure the last few months with all the emotions in him trying to tell him that it isn’t worth it anymore that he should just give up that there would not be anything that would make his life worth living again after his death. Jack smiled a bit and quickly caught it and went back to his stone face façade. “Yeah let’s get going. So what kind of assignment is this?” Jack asked curiously. “Well lately he has been assigning allot of the agents to this old assignment. Apparently close to a year ago there was a breach in security and thousands of files were stolen. Because of that mistake a lot of the witness protection people had to be relocated. The hole that allowed the leak came from the FBI network. Ever since then the CIA, DEA, NCIS, and the entire alphabet have been our asses. Especially the Marshalls they had to work all night long to try and get all the witnesses relocated. So right now the FBI is not on good terms with anyone. Our job is to see how they got access to our network and what exactly they took. The boss said he wanted new eyes on the case so he summoned us.” Kevin explained as they walked to a huge meeting room. Jack had heard about it on the news. It was a huge scandal. Some secret details about our troops and firepower had also been taken. He walked into the meeting room and everywhere around him where papers and other agents discussing and pictures of different type of international felons all over the walls. Jack was handed papers and told to sort them out in different piles. Some of the things on the sheets had been crossed over with black marker. So he started his first day. Kevin looked at his watched and smiled. “Alright everyone it is 9 pm you know what that means, time to go home. Well you do not have to go home but you cannot stay here. I’m talking to you Jason I heard the old lady laying into you earlier today. Haha” It had already been 10 hours since he had arrived to his first day. He stretched and got up from his chair. He was so soar had not gotten up from that place since this afternoon after lunch. “Hey Jack you coming newbie? They guys and I are going to the bar. We are going to keep Jason from the wrath of his wife a bit longer!” Kevin joked as he winked at Jason. “Man at least I got a lady to go home to what do you have Showtime!” Jason shot back. Everyone in the office laughed. It had been awhile since Jack had gone out. “Alright I will go.” He decided and headed out to the local bar with them. “Alright! Alright! Listen up you drunks! Today we dedicate this toast to our new agent! Jack all the drinks are on us today drink up buddy and suffer the hangover tomorrow.” Kevin laughed as he down his shot of vodka. Jack was given shot after shot. He tried to reject them when he felt himself getting too drunk but it was futile the shots kept on coming and then his vision all started to mix into one big blur the rest of that night was black. He could not remember any of it. BUUUZZZ BUZZZZ BUZZZZZ “Stupid alarm clock!” Jack yelled out as he tried to reach and destroy the wretched thing that emitted that awful noise. He couldn’t find it so he gave up and nuzzled deeper into the naked chest of the person on the bed…..wait…..naked chest…….. Jack shot up from the bed and looked back down on the bed it was Kevin. It was his FBI partner Kevin in his bed. In his bed NAKED!! What exactly had happened last night? Did he and Kevin….No they couldn’t of…Could they? Jacks cheeks turned a deep red as all the possibilities ran through his head and then he heard a groan come from Kevin…. Author's Note: I will be posting a chapter of this story on the Monday's and Friday's of every week so expect a new chapter new Monday!

THE SOLD NEKO THIS IS A SHORT STORY ABOUT A NEKO NAMED JOX THAT WAKES TO FIND HIM SELF BOUND AND SOLD TO A STRANGER , A STRANGER HE COMES TO DESIRE AND CRAVE. STATUS-COMPLETE J Jox couldn't move, all he could do was listen to the moans of those around him. It was pitch black, even with his cat-like eyes, he couldn't see anything past the silken blackness. he tried to speak, but it came out as a muffled hiss against the gag in his mouth. The young neko wasn't sure where he was, but as he attempted to move again he felt something dig into his wrists and ankles, rope maybe. Whatever it was, he wouldn't be able to get up or struggle much. It was clear his vision was abstructed by some sort of silken fabric. he attempted to think, but his mind was still clouded by the ether, keeping his thoughts sluggish and unresponsive. he faded back into unconsciousness easily as the drug took over again, lulling him into a dreamless sleep. he would wake again, with no sense of time, though this time he could move a little easier, even if it was still restricted. he could see his surroundings more clearly as well. As he glanced around, he found himself laying on a bed, his wrists and ankles bound crudely by rope. The room itself was decorated in soft greys and dark blues, the door a thick oak. The furniture was high quality Victorian, leading him to believe that he had been sold. The ether had worn off, leaving his senses oddly alert and sensitized. he heard the bolt of the door slide away and closed his eyes, relaxing his body so he looked asleep and listened silently. "I thought you said he would be awake by now? They didn't kill him did they?" The voice was a lazy drawl, clearly male but it held very little concern for anything. Jox soon felt someone's hands against his chest, feeling for his heart. "His heart is still beating... Pounding even." The new voice seemed too close, he could feel their breath against his face but didn't dare move. "Leave." It was that lazy drawl again, but it seemed to be closer, as if inspecting him. Jox heard the door shut and lock, this time from the inside but he didn't dare move yet, he wasn't sure what was happening. "May as well open your eyes. I know your awake." The male spoke, but this time his voice seemed to hold a little more interest then before. Jox opened his eyes slowly, meeting the males steel grey eyes almost immediately as he loomed closer then he had originally thought. His own emerald eyes widened and blushed, finding that he had been strewn across his bed, nude though still tied and gagged. The male looked over her body, his skin covered by a soft orange tinged fur with black stripes, giving his a tiger like look. His gaze swept over him, taking in his hair, one side Orange, the other platinum, the cat like ears, slitted eyes and thin, tiger stripped tail that curled around his waist as he curled himself into a ball. He pulled him closer using one of the ropes and eased him out of the ball, spreading his legs gently. "bare with me a moment." He spoke gently, but he was exposed to him and he feared what he would do. He glanced into his eyes for a moment as he slid a finger over his puckered tail star teasing before slipping it slowly within, watching his eyes widen and listening as he hissed and squirmed, trying to break free. He placed a hand on his stomach, his eyes hardening lightly. "Keep moving like that and it will only hurt more." His voice was stern, stopping his movement with ease. His finger continued to slide further into him, stretching him .He nodded once and withdrew his finger, wiping it on a towel. "I will be taking you soon enough." He made quick work of the ropes binding him, watching as he removed the gag himself and fled to the head of the bed, curling into a ball, watching him like a cat would watch a threat. "I can show you... I can make you feel good." He sat down on the edge of the bed, allowing him to become comfortable with his presence. Jox wasn't sure what he meant, but his body ached, craving more of the sensation he had given him moments before. he inched closer, soon stopping inches from him and settled on his knees, watching him cautiously. He smiled gently, touching him gently, allowing him to feel his hands caress his body as they glided over his sides, his outer thighs. He listened in wonder as he purred softly, arching as he fingertips brushed lightly against his nipples. His hands ventured higher, and he smiled as he gasped, blushing deeper and inched closer. He watched his eyes darken to a forest green in his near silent need and continued. He massaged his sides and inner thighs hearing him moan gently, the sound mixing with his purr. His other hand slipped between his thighs as he opened them to him and he rubbed gently against his growing steel shaft feeling his mushroomed tip moisten with pre cum. His breathing became heavier and soon his moans overtook his purrs as his finger slipped between the tight rings of muscle os his butt again. His eyes widened slightly and he was soon clinging to him as he moved his hand quickly, yet gently within him, careful not to hurt him. His breathing came in gasps, his body pressed against him as he begged softly for more, his tail wrapped around his wrist as he moved faster, bringing him closer and closer to the climax. Soon, he was crying out as him body clenched, trapping his finger within before releasing hot white sticky cream that shot over his hand and jox's toned stomach, leaving him gasping as he rested against him, his other hand sliding gently through his hair. [/color]

Once upon a dark time, before humans grew to power, there was the war. While demons, giants, dragons, and other creatures roamed the land, it was apparent that they were not the strongest nor were they the lasting ones. Even though these creatures preyed about anything that moved, there was one exception; The Immortals. Only three of them existed but still they were a terrible force to be held in battle. For a long time they roamed the land, looking for worthy opponents and though only few managed to pass their standards, they eventually found them. The first that they found was a Dragon, raised to life by demon magics. It towered over them, standing fifty foot in height. But the three stood, apathetic of it's screech and boasts. The eldest, strongest of the three, stated that this one should be his kill. The younger two agreed, countering that the next ones would be theirs. The battle was well fought and even though the eldest had the disadvantage of height, he still manage to grievously wound the beast while sustaining inconsequential injuries. Near death, the dragon used the last of it's strength to try and posses the man. The eldest had not anticipated that move and in turn had been unable to defend against it. A mental and spiritual struggle ensued and the longer it continued, the more warped the body of the eldest became as it acclimated to the undead invader. It continued on for several hours and the younger two watched in silent despair as the first born's body went pale by the minute. Six straight hours and the now pale and immobile body shuddered as brilliant crimson eyes opened, facial features as apathetic as ever. And when he raised an elegant eyebrow, the younger two knew that their brother have won. **** In the modern world, secret societies are not that big a deal. But amid the myriad of human civilization within it lie the hidden Covenants of modern blood parasites: The Vampires. Ruled by a Patriarch with a council of Elders and differentiated in numerous Houses, these creatures do not associate themselves with humans. But as weak as the latter were, they were needed for the survival of these creatures of the night. There were rules, of course, some of them to protect the humans but mostly it protects the Vampires, themselves. Yet with rules also comes history and Vampires, as mysterious as they were, had a history even more shrouded in mist. But even then, there are some who walk this dark path to find power above all else. And this time, the Vampires might need help; Will you join them?

Summary: Being infected by a virus, Dahiel is forced to change schools and leaves Rain behind. Years have passed and he has become famous. Will Rain remember him? Will they be reunited? Status: In progress Warning~~: This fiction is rated +18, that means that it contains strong language and explicit sex scenes. Part One [TV News Channel] It was just 40 years ago that Demalia was plagued by the epidemic disease scientists named Adam. The virus caused the infected to become more animalistic in mentality till their former sane shells were no more. The infected attacked non-infected citizens allowing the virus to spread rapidly, claiming 2.3 trillion people all over the world. 20 years after the start of the epidemic, scientists finally made a breakthrough and came up with the vaccination, which they named Eve. However, after all these years of peace, the scientists of Bahk Medical Corporation, the ones responsible for coming up with Eve, released urgent news in a press conference yesterday. Head scientist Dr. Brigham said that studies have shown a possible mutated strain of the original Adam virus has formed in all children born of the parents who received Eve 20 years ago. Dr. Brigham’s assistant, Dr. Soledad, was noted saying that they have yet to see any harmful or life threatening properties in the mutations that were observed and all the children behaved rather normally, however, there are now some side effects in other cases that are beginning to show up. The doctors advise that if your child is under the age of twenty and you received the Eve vaccination then please take said child to the doctors for examination… I had been playing with Rain, my best friend of five years, when I heard the glass break. We both looked back from our spot on the living room floor to see my mother starring wide-eye in horror at the television. She had set it to the news earlier while she was in the kitchen making us our afternoon snacks so she’d be able to easily catch up on the latest gossip. At the time all this really wasn’t anything of significance to me, after all I was a ten year old boy whose greatest care in the world was whether my parents loved me enough to get me the newest expensive Tonka truck, one that Rain had gotten making him the coolest kid in primary school. However, years later I would remember this moment to be the mark of the end of my life. I would remember how my mom went into hysterics as she clasped me tightly to her chest apologizing repeatedly. I’d remember the heated argument my mother and father would have later on that night long after Rain had went home for dinner while I should have been fast asleep in my car shaped bed. I’d remember my first meeting with Dr. Benign followed by the many meetings I then had to have after, in which I threw tantrums of how I was healthy and didn’t need to keep going to a doctor who ruined my time to have fun and go to school like all the other kids. These childish fits never lasted long for I had always felt awkward when my mother would begin to cry and apologize for things my young mind hadn’t understood yet. I’d remember the changes that started to develop soon after my eleventh birthday that racked my body with such intensive pain that I screeched loud enough to startle our entire block, often drawing the police’s concern. But, I think the most vibrant memory of my childhood, the time where I truly lost all hope, was the day I stood in front of Rain in an oversized red winter hat, winter coat and sweatpants. I had been absent from school a lot that year and it was even rarer that I ever got to hang out with Rain anymore. The changes had come so quickly, “puberty” is what they were calling it in front of others, that it became harder and harder to hide what I was becoming. The friends that Rain and I had made all these years were no longer my friends. They labeled me as the weirdly dressed child who had something wrong with him. I guess the term the girls used would be most appropriate to describe my social exile at the time; I had cooties. Not even the sometimes okay kind that all boys had. I had the kind where even boys could be infected by my “icky weirdness”. Despite all that, Rain, the coolest boy even among the neighboring secondary school kids, didn’t shun me. I was still his bestest best friend, his compadre in crime, his brother. This was why I think, it pained me the greatest to…say goodbye… ~ “Hey Rain…” Rain looked up from the group of boys he had been showing his newest truck to only to spot Dahiel, his best friend. The boy had missed school a lot lately but he still was able to occasionally go over to the boy’s house to have fun so he shrugged off such strange happenings his fellow peers all took notice of. “Hey Danny, glad you showed up to school today. I got this new truck yesterday see,” Rain lifted up the truck holding it out to Dahiel but the boy merely smiled at him with a nod keeping his hands firmly hidden in the layers of oversized clothing. “Well go on and hold it. You’re my brother so no one else was allowed to touch it before you. ” Once again he held out the truck towards his friend. Dahiel shook his head as he clenched his tiny little fists in his pockets to quell the long to reach out and grab the toy in glee like he use to normally do. “I can’t stay Rain. My mom’s putting me in another school so I came get my stuff. ” He awkwardly shifted side to side as the other boys behind Rain snickered in good riddance at the weird kid. Rain blinked at the statement but shrugged. “That’s fine. Just call me later tonight and you can come over this weekend to play with all my new stuff. ” The other boys dashed off calling out to Rain. Rain turned to chase after his friend’s in their newest adventure leaving only but a wave to his friend Dahiel. “No wait!” Dahiel began to run after Rain however; his arm was firmly grabbed stopping him. He looked up to see his father’s grim face looking down at him. “Let’s go…” “But…” “Now...” Dahiel tried to explain how he needed to talk to Rain, had cried later on that night when he wasn’t even allowed to call that night, as his father dragged him off in the other direction. All he was allowed was one more look over his shoulder, where Rain was long gone, “Goodbye Rain…” ~ Those last parting words I whispered to the wind are the thing I remember clearest about my childhood. That though, is a story that will never be told. Even to you my dear readers. ... Seven years later… Six boys sat gathered in an empty classroom on campus, eyes vividly fixed to the screen where lusty mewls and whines came from the computer speakers filling the room. “There you guys are. I’ve been searching all over for you. Amber has this party going on at her dorm tonight. We should definitely go…what the fuck is that?” Rain stopped talking as he finally noticed the porn his friends were watching. “Dahlia…he’s an immortelle…” Rain glanced at his friends who were obviously aroused then back at the screen. Immortelles were nothing new to him, since their coming out in the past seven years he had seen plenty of them all over the news as models, actors, singers, dancers, musicians and so on. They had never really interested him—they were a race of their own that evolved from the humans due to a mutation in a vaccine administered to their parents before they were born. Rain treated them like normal celebrities; sure everyone wanted to know what they were doing all the time but it wasn’t like anything they did would ever influence him. So it was with great confusion that Rain tried to comprehend why his friends were so interested in the creature that filled the projector screen. Dahlia, as the boys called him, was a S class immortelle, meaning he was one of the rare few of this new race to not only carry very obvious animalistic physical features but also retained the body he had as he went through “puberty” giving him that underage appearance. His body was that grayish area of being boyish yet still young and “pretty” that it could possibly seen as girlish. He had long auburn hair that was streaked with oranges, reds, and browns splayed out in a halo around his head that reminded Rain of autumn. Two triangular furred ears twitched a top his head as his costar continuously pounded into his ass with loud slapping thrusts. Rain couldn’t see it from the camera’s angle but he was sure the boy had a tail to match those ears under him. “Why are you watching gay porn?” Rain shook his head turning back to his friends having more than his fill of the video. “It’s Dahlia, the greatest immortelle in the sex industry. Porn with him can hardly be classified as gay. I hear he’s our age, which means he’s been in the business since before eighteen. ” Rain merely shook his head once more at such explanations. He’d be damned if one day he got it up for another male. He turned leaving his friends to their own devices feeling class was a lot more appealing than the porn. He slid the classroom door close behind him and prepared to turn when he caught a glimpse of something auburn out the corner of his eye. When he turned though, he saw nothing of such color. “I must be going crazy.” He sighed as he turned in the opposite direction and headed off to class.

Chapter I “b-byakura—“ I was once again silenced when he shoved another marshmallow in my mouth, one that came from his. All my struggling are useless, I am left defenseless at his mercy once again. Darn, this was all thanks to that last Choice game we played. I’ve lost count of how many times he’s beaten me in that game, it was so frustrating – this man. Shoichi was lying on his back on the bed, with byakuran on top of him. Byakuran was holding shoichi’s hand over his own head, in a way where byakuran’s precious shou-chan was pinned defenseless on his mattress. Shoichi groaned because he hated that he was always the one in this position, always the one left at the mercy of the other. But then moaned for he cannot deny the surge of pleasure his lover was giving him. “dame dayo, shou-chan~” he heard him say with that matching sing-song voice of his that he has grown to love. He sealed shut that marshmallow in my mouth, thrusting it deep using his tongue, successfully making me swallow the god forsaken fluffy treat. “byakuran-san, you’re always so unfair…~” he moaned when byakuran suddenly moved towards his neck to kiss his delicate skin resting there. Then he abruptly moved back to his lips to kiss him senseless all the while with byakuran still holding his hands in place. After a while, with shoichi’s disappointment, byakuran broke free from that blissful kiss. “What’s that shou-chan?” He asked confused, all of his dedicated concentration suddenly gone. “Datte… Byakuran-san always gets his way with me, whenever and however he wants…” shoichi whined. Byakuran abruptly let go of shoichi’s hands and sat on the redhead’s belly, still with that confused look on his face. Could he have done something his beloved shou-chan disliked? Shoichi felt his hands again, it was thanks to byakuran’s pressure when he held them from a while ago that his wrists to his hands felt numb. Does that man ever realize how much force he exerts on me? I mean, it’s not like I would want to run away anyway. He stopped at his train of thoughts and blushed a deep crimson. He couldn’t believe how he worded that out. He really did love byakuran, even though how domineering this man can get at times. Seriously. “What did shou-chan mean about that?” byakuran said as he looked down at the man below him. “Well, I mean… It’s… “ Shoichi started, as he moved his eyes to the control freak whose hovering him in every inch he desire. (A/N: that was a crappy way to describe this part. XD) While he was fiddling with his hands, getting used of feeling it again, he continued, “It’s like you’re always being the dominant one between the two of us…--“ “Oh, isn’t that what shou-chan wants~?” byakuran was back to his usual self again, with that sing-song happy-go-lucky voice of his. Shoichi blushed with that. It’s not like… I didn’t want tha-… no! That isn’t my point that I want to make now. He was waving his hands in the air, quite humiliated that byakuran was practically correct. He would want more and more of what byakuran would byakuran want to offer, maybe even more than what he could. They haven’t gone to that stage yet, and he was so dying to already— “N-no!!” he managed to shout, what with all those thought in his head. He was completely embarrassed. “It’s just.. That I would want to try a change of role in our relationship even just for once!” He suddenly blurted out. Ever since they got together in college it was always him being “under”. It was always him wanting more and practically begging more from the other. Oh what he would do to make byakuran be like that- byakuran be the one at his mercy— “I didn’t know that’s what shou-chan thinks…” Byakuran managed to stop shoichi’s train of thoughts. He seemed to ponder for a while. He closed his eyes and placed his hands on his chin as if deep in a serious thought of a new project for the Millefiore family. It was his thinking pose. Shoichi thought it was cute. Shoichi covered his face with his hands and blushed harder. His thoughts were getting out of hand lately. “Well,” Byakuran finally spoke after a long while of thinking. Shoichi was still slapping himself mentally because of his outbursts of thoughts. “If that’s what shou-chan wants, then I guess that’s okay with me. Though I always liked control~” He started to move in towards shoichi again to kiss him again when suddenly— RING RING RING. Shoichi’s landline phone was ringing. Byakuran didn’t seem amused at all. He didn’t want anything to get in the way with their love-making. “I should get that…” Shoichi started to push byakuran off him. “No,” Byakuran refused to budge. “Just let that be.” His demeanor quickly changed because of the incessant ringing. He was obviously already pissed off. But that’s something he knew how to hide. Though Shoichi always knew when these possessiveness traits. It’s that Spanner again… Byakuran thought. “Or were you expecting someone to call~?” he continued with his carefree façade back again. Not that Shoichi had the chance to say anything, as he was already being kissed torridly. All he could muster were long muffles of groan-slash-moans. Byakuran’s possessiveness trait was starting to show again. Byakuran pinned Shoichi’s hands on either side of the bed as he continued his sensual assault. He would never let his precious shou-chan get in the hands of any guy. Especially that Spanner guy. He continued his rough kissing, completely seizing every inch of shoichi’s hot mouth. The phone continued to ring, but there was no stopping Byakuran’s urge to devour sho-chan. Without minding the continuous ringing, he pushed his way through sho-chan. And started to touch him. “Bya- hah …. No---Byakuran-san, Onegai…. Please … not there…” “What … you want more here sho-chan?? …. ” He abruptly opened shoichi’s shirt’s button, almost tearing the poor fabric apart. Then he bit the skin there and sucked on it. Hard. “Byaku…ran…-san~” Shoichi pleaded to the white-haired older male but to no avail. “I love that face you make every time I do this.” “Please… byakuran-san….uh…” “What is it sho~chan?” His voice teased the panting Sho-chan. “I-I can’t ---tah…huh ah…take it anymore ….hah…” Byakuran’s face grinned widely as he enjoyed Sho-chan’s erotic face. “What is it that you want sho~chan” Byakuran moved his face on his neck as he continued to caress that part of Sho-chan. Sho-chan tried to get hold of Byakuran’s hair but he was stopped. “No you don’t.” All of a sudden, a tie was on Byakuran’s hands. He got hold of Sho-chan’s wrist and tied it together, tightly. Sho-chan, teary-eyed, moaned. “I-it hurts… byakuran-san” “We’re just getting started.” Byakuran said in a happy-go-lucky teasing voice. He continued to let Sho-chan experience pleasure and sho-chan, every time touched by him, moaned, which aroused Byakuran even more. “Byakuran-san….please not there……” “’Do you want me to do this?” with a complete tease in his voice “hah-h….uh… ugh….. please byakuuuu----byakura---n-san…. Hah … uh…” “What is it sho-chan?” “bya—hah…hah….hah…. I’m about to ……” “hmmmmmm do what you want … go ahead” Then, the forgotten phone finally had its spotlight. It stopped and a familiar voice when through it. Byakuran paused. “Why did you stop!?” Sho-chan roared frustratedly Sho-chan looked at byakuran’s troubled face from below as they continue to listen to that familiar voice coming from the fax machine. “Uh… It’s Spanner…I’m sorry for calling so early. I hope I’m not bothering you. I just want to thank you for giving some of your time the other day. Yeah even though in the end you just rejected me again really it’s fine. It’s just, I’m sorry for forcing myself into you, and that kiss. I’m really sorry for kissing you. But, Chiro-chan….I mean it. Eventhough you and byakuran are together please think about it more, I’m willing to wait for you even if its forever. I always will love y---“ The next thing they knew, the fax machine was in pieces with the receiver in byakuran’s hands. On how that happened, shoichi didn’t know. “It’s not what you think it is, byakuran-san” “Then what am I supposed to think after hearing that huh, shoichiro?” Byakuran was smiling, that sinister smile that he usually wore when he was angered or pissed off. This was the first time he was called by his given name. There was anger and pain in his eyes. Before Shoichi could start, Byakuran dropped the receiver down the table with force. “I’m leaving.” Shoichi panicked and quickly got up. Darn that Spanner, after months of rejecting him, he still wouldn’t give up. And of all the times he could have possibly picked to call him, it has to be at this moment. Completely ruined. “Byakuran-san, wait!” Shoichi got infront of the door to his suite, blocking Byakuran’s way. “Look, I don’t care what you do when you’re not with me, and I rather not find out about it.” It was cold. He was looking at him with such cold eyes. “What? What are you saying? Please let me explain. Byakuran-san” “Originally, Spanner knows you longer than me. So, If you happen to like him please don’t hold back on my account.” “Byakuran-san !!! are you just going to believe everything that jerk says and not listen to what I have to say?? “You’re getting awfully worked up about it? Does that mean that I’m right?” “No…. no …. Listen to me byakuran !” Byakuran grinned in astonishment. “There’s nothing to discuss here soichi. Goodbye.” Byakuran was already completely dressed. His anger seems to have escalated higher that he couldn’t hold it in. It wasn’t usual for him to lose control. He never listened to him. And completely walked away. “Byakuran-san… don’t be such a jerk!!!!” Byakuran stopped for a moment. There was a deafening and uncomfortable silence between them. “This is the first time you ever called me that….” “Ah-ano… I’m sorry it’s just that.” “Sho-chan…” He was still not facing him. Byakuran paused for a while and then sighed as if getting air from a trench. “….Let’s break up.” Sho-chan dumbstruck didn’t know how to react and was completely frozen on his spot. He cannot imagine living without Byakuran and Byakuran felt the same way, so why did those words came out of his mouth? “huh?” It was all Sho-chan could say. “It’s better for you and me.” “Ha-ha-ha … c’mon byakuran-san what are you saying” Sho-chan was sure that his sanity was leaving him. He couldn’t think clearly. Breaking up … with Byakuran? This was all a dream right ? I’m waiting for the punch line here. “Bye.” The creaked of the door followed and then it completely shut. Sho-chan finally got to his senses again. “Wait a minute !!!” Sho-chan run after him. “Byakuran-san !!!!!!!” Byakuran startled watched Sho-chan running after him. He didn’t want any more confrontation so he attempted to cross the road but he was grabbed by Sho-chan abruptly. “I said wait!” Sho-chan looked directly in his eyes. His eye glasses were disassembled and his shirt was a mess. He looked at him bitterly and shove Sho-chan’s hands off his. “I said let go!” Then he marched towards the next road. But before Sho-chan could utter Byakuran’s name, there were screeching of tires so deafening, he thought his ear would bleed. The car hit someone because a spray of blood colored the entire pedestrian lane. Passersby screamed for an ambulance. It took a moment before he realizes who that person was that fell to that ground, drench in that disgusting red liquid. “BYAKURAN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Chapter II Its dark and cold. Where am I ? Sho-chan !? Where is he? Wait… The last thing that I remember was, I had a quarrel with Sho-chan and then, stupidly I broke up with him. I walked away and then he stopped me. I heard a loud screech and… Sho-chan’s horrified expression was the last thing I remember. Then, everything went dark. Am I dead?. But, why do I feel so light headed. Is this the feeling of being dead? What an idiot I am. My emotion got the better of me and said those things to Sho-chan. I wish I could’ve said sorry. And now, it’s too late. “Bya-ku-ran” He heard a familiar playful voice. Byakuran slowly opened his eyes and saw himself lying in his bed. The room looks familiar. It was his room and Sho-chan’s. He stood up and looked at his body. His shirt was full of blood but he’s body seems fine. “I’m alive?” he wondered. “Byakuran!!” the familiar voice was one pitch higher this time. Byakuran didn’t want that man to see him in this tattered state. He quickly changed his shirt and rushed towards the door. What date is today? He thought for himself. From the right side of his bed, he glanced at the calendar. May 14. It was one day before his accident. Byakuran took a deep breathe, this was the second chance he wanted to have. He didn’t know how could this happen but he was sure this aint no dream. “Okay I’m coming in!” Oh shoot ! I’ve forgotten about him. And as soon as he looked back at the door again, he saw that lovable face he-oh-so-cherished. There were wrinkles in his forehead a sign of irritation. Sho-chan was wearing an apron and there was a spatula on his left hand. “What were you doing? I was calling out for you and here you are spacing out. Breakfast is ready. Hurry and come down.” Byakuran almost fell down on his knees. It was sure better to see this nagging side of him rather than dreadful face he showed. There was just little time left to say sorry and goodbye to Sho-chan. He walked towards Sho-chan, extending his arms and reaching out for his chest. “Byaku---?” He didn’t have time to finish what he wanted to say. Byakuran buried his tongue into his mouth. So deep, that Sho-chan felt himself suffocating and continuously gasping for air. He grab hold Byakuran’s hair but he was still over powered. His tongue continued to circle around his mouth. Feeling every inch of his teeth. And soon before he knew it, he gradually gave in to the pleasure. Byakuran opened his eyes. Sho-chan was finally enjoying it. He felt something pushing inside Sho-chan’s pants. He stopped and let Sho-chan breathe for a while. Liquid was falling down on his mouth and Sho-chan craved for air from his mouth. It was so erotic that Byakuran, with a hungry look on his face, pushed him into the bed. “Wait, Byakuran-san what are you doing?” “Baka Sho-chan, isn’t it obvious, I’’m going to have sex with you.” “Wait stop it” Sho-chan wriggled under him as Byakuran continued to strip him. He didn’t know what to do. It was different from the usual Byakuran that was gentle and naughty, this time it was too rough. “Byakuran, you’re scaring me. What’s happening to you?” “I’m going to change something. So you won’t get hurt when I’m gone.” “What are you talking about? Byakura-----!” Byakuran buried his tongue once again. And thrust it on Sho-chan. “Ah !” Sho-chan cried in pain “Byakuran …. *pants* ” “I’m sorry, Sho-chan…” “Nghhh….” Byakuran continued to thrust it mercilessly, disregarding Sho-chan’s howls. Sho-chan cried. And wiggled beneath his man, the thought was too hard to comprehend. Pleasure or Pain. The two emotions were coinciding in Sho-chan’s head through the whole time. Byakuran made it as rough as possible. Bearing that, after this day, he’ll be gone. “Byakuran, slowly …. “ “I …. Can’t…. “ “Ah! Uh!! Haaa .. byakuran … please … touch me.” “No.” “Please” He pleaded and he was on the verge of tears. “I can’t let you come …” “Ah …. Hahhhhhhhhh Byakuran ….. “You stupid jerk !!!!!!” Sho-chan’s voice was as loud as a growling lion. He threw pillows at Byakuran who was kneeling beside the bed apologetically and snickering at the same time. “I said I’m sorry. I just can’t help it!” “You were WAY too rough Byakuran-san !!!...” “Sho-chan?” Sho-chan, buried his face on the pillows. Byakuran shrugged him. Is he crying? “sho-chan” “You stupid jerk !!!! Don’t shrug me like that.” “Huh? Are you hurt?” “Yeah… You were too rough… It.. It felt like it was my …. “ He removed his face towards the pillow and faced Byakuran. “It felt like my first time…” Sho-chan blushed infront of Byakuran. Byakuran felt himself flinched. It was a pretty erotic face he gave him. This man, byakuran thought, is so fucking sexy !!!! “I want to rape you right now.” “You !!!! I won’t forgive you ever !!!!!!!!!! “ “Wait … Sho-chan !!” He abruptly walked away from the bed naked. And run towards the door. Byakuran was still snickering and he run towards Sho-chan. “Hey!!! Got you!” Byakuran got hold of his waist and tightly clamped his hands, locking Sho-chan between the gap of his arms. “Let me go, Byakuran-san !!!” “No. what will I do to so that you could forgive me Sho-chan” “…” “Sho-…. Chan … “ his voiced was teaseful and sweet that Sho-chan can’t even refuse. Sho-chan looked down. He blushed. Byakuran continued to play with Sho-chan’s ears and before he knew it, the silver-haired guy was now biting every inch of his right face. Sho-chan was feeling goosebumps on his neck. So, he finally said something, the first thing on his mind. “Kiss me…” “Hai… Hai…” Byakuran smiled as if he was expecting it. Sho-chan turned around and moved toward to face him. He abruptly looked at Byakuran’s eyes that were bluer like the ocean. It softly smiled at him and Sho-chan cant help but melt through the sweetness he gave. “I love you…” Byakuran whispered with such bitterness in his voice. “Byakuran-san…” stopping in the middle of the breathless kiss, he slowly caressed Byakuran’s hair and kissed him in the forehead “Is there something wrong? You’re acting really weird.” He traced his lips towards Byakuran’s face. Byakuran can freely feel his breathe. “I love you so much Sho-chan. Don’t ever forget that” He wanted to tell the truth but he was afraid tears will raced him before he could speak and that will make Sho-chan worried and he don’t want to do that more than anything. “I love you more Byakuran. But I know there is something that you haven’t tell me about.. c’mon spit it out.” “Betsunii.” “Byakuran! C’mon tell me. Is it about Spanner?” “Hahahahaha Him again? Of course not. If you’re going to the amusement park with him today. Don’t worry, I trust you.” “How…. How did you know about that?” “because… I love you sho-chan. So, much that I’m thinking that I’m a masochist” “teehee . Bakaaaaa.” Sho-chan kissed him HARD. (A/N: I wanted to emphasize this so much!) Byakuran held his waist tightly and put pressure in Sho-chan’s neck. He moves closely towards Sho-chan’s face. The red haired guy keeps on playing his hands towards his man. Before Sho-chan closed his eyes, He saw Byakuran;s eyes, which made him hesitant for the kiss. I never thought that saying goodbye was this hard. Sho-chan I wished this time would stop. I wish I wouldn’t die tomorrow. Sho-chan… ~tbc

Guilty Romance (Stand Alone Story of the ROMANCE SERIES) by Satou-san (Kyonsuke in Wattpad) Status: Ongoing Parts released: One (YO), One (Wattpad) Summary: I was ordinary. I was living an ordinary life with an ordinary goal. There was nothing out of the ordinary... Until I met him. Until he left me. And now, I'm a Yakuza. In this shady world, there's nothing ordinary. Not even your life; particularly your life which may end any second later. But I've decided. I'm willing to discard my precious ordinary life to find him... to rescue him. ... my beloved Yakuza. Character Catalog: Rakuto "Raku" Ichihara- Blue Hiroaki Sakurakouji - Red Ohime Takayanagi - Pink Target 001: The Peculiar Meeting of the Two (First Half) [Rakuto "Raku" Ichihara's P.O.V.] A senior student. Everyone may think that it's the worst year throughout your educational life. It's the year where you have to spend most of your time studying... studying... studying... When you wake up in the morning, you go to school to study. After that, you attend cram schools to study. When you go home, you work on your assignments and do some more studying. So true... It ruins the everyday life of a high school student. I also hate it. But why do I hate it? I could care less whether I'm in the first or third year. As long as I graduate and achieve the ordinary goal of being a public servant, then there's nothing to complain about. I am a man with nothing special. I have no extra features that would make people think I am different from the rest. I am neither good looking enough to get attention nor I am ugly enough to be disgusted. I'm so ordinary. I just blend well. I've always been an extra, "student A", side characters and the likes of other's life. I've never been a protagonist of my life, nor did I become an antagonist to others. There should be nothing wrong with me graduating now. ..Ahh.. Yes, I remember. Someone broke my ordinary life. The prison like ordinary life I've been living repeatedly was broken by someone. I was set free. I was set free to the world of the unknown. That's why I hate graduating. Because, I regret spending my high school life in a boring manner. Because I met him. The instigator of my First Romance. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Hiroaki Sakurakouji's P.O.V.] 1st Grade "Hello! I'm Hiroaki Sakurakouji! Nice to meet you!" 1st Grade, 3rd time "Hello, I'm Hiroaki Sakurakouji! Please take care off me!" 3rd Grade, 4th time "Hi! Hiroaki Sakurakouji here!." 6th Grade, 2nd Time "Hello! Sakurakouji here" 2nd Year Middle School, 5th time "Sup, Sakurakouji here!" 2nd Year High School School, 3rd time "Hello Morons. The heir of Sakura-gumi clan here, Hiroaki-desu! Yoroshiku!" Yes. It's because I'm a Sakurakouji that my fate has been sealed. From the moment I was born, I was decided to be different from the rest of the humanity. I may look very much similar to an ordinary human being, but one from this world can easily recognize our difference. Because I'm the son of one of the most famous Yakuza Clan around, the Sakura-Gumi. At every school I went to, the moment they hear the part of me being a Sakurakouji in my introduction, everyone would would treat me entirely different from the rest. Not only the student, but also the teachers and sometimes the principal would join in this make-believe school life of mine. No, they didn't treat me badly. In fact, they treated me with fear. It was like bumping into me would cost them their life. That's what I hate about it. I want to be normal, to the extent that I can. I know that after I graduate from High School or Uni (if I have to), I'll completely become part of that world. Instilling fear to other; Killing people; owning bars here and there as I squeeze the money from the costumers up to their last cent, I know that I'll become someone who will live a pleasure while I destroy everyone around me. So why? Why can't I live an ordinary life until then? It's as if I'm carrying a curse. Yes, this curse is feared while some few others revered it. So I have lost interest. I have lost my reason to live an ordinary life. I have transferred so many times so that I can lead an ordinary life... but I wasn't granted. So I give up. After all, as long as I carry the curse called "Sakurakouji"... I can't possibly become ordinary. In a year... I will enter that world. I have given up. But inside me, deep deep deep inside me... ...I still hope that someone will give me an ordinary life. 3rd Year High School, 1st Time "The Heir of Sakura-gumi here! The name's Hiroaki Sakurakouji. Anyone who bothers me will be killed. Please to meet you all" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ [Rakuto "Raku" Ichihara's P.O.V.] The day started so similar from yesterday. I woke up, took a bath, took my breakfast, and went to school. On my way, I saw the old granny who regularly walks her pet dog. I would pet the dog in his head and he will lick me on the face. As I passed by the next street, the flower shop owner would tell me "Good Morning". I would reply the same, with a cheerful tone, though I am not pleased at all. I'm bored bored bored bored..... It's the same feeling of playing the same game over and over again. You already defeated the hidden bosses, your character is as strong as hell that no one just can kill you. You're so bored but you have to continue because you have to finish it at all cost. I passed by the next street and turned left. On the way, the annoying Ohime Takayanagi, would wait for me. Yes, her name is Ohime. But she's just some crazy stalker who makes the excuse of being my childhood friend as her scapegoat for stalking. Not a princess-like right? I ignored her and continued to walk to school. In few minutes, I arrived at the school and headed to my class. Ohime is at the same class. That's most annoying since I found out that I will be spending this boring third year of life with her bothering me. "Hey Raku-chan!! Hey, Hey!!" "What, Ohime? Didn't I tell you to stop calling me chan already? We're senior students for Christ's sake" The girl pouted. That was very much predictable since she always wanted to call me with that annoying suffix chan. "You're so mean Raku-chan! I'll tell Oba-san (Raku's mother) that you have been straying in your path!!! I'll tell her you're becoming a delinquent!!" Ahh.. so that's how she'll play again This stalker girl is the daughter of a friend of my mom. She'll tell my mom directly what I have been doing, what grades I have in school and what my results in quizzes are. Seriously, this girl is someone who functions better than a hidden video camera. "Do as you like" I resigned. After all, no matter what I do, she'll tell her. "Come on! Raku-chan!! Have you heard the news?" "What news?" A news? Everything about that girl is news to me. Why the heck is she following me wherever I go? Why the heck does she insist on calling me Raku-chan? But with me defeated, and not wanting to prolong this boring conversation, I tried to converse with her normally. "Ehhhehh?? Raku-chan... You seriously Ddon't know?... like... 1000% percent you don't know?" F*ck this. If she won't stop I'm gonna slit her throat wide open. I need a little more patience to be able to deal with her!!! "Well actually~ I have heard we have a new big time transfer student. I received a text message from the other class that this transfer guy is someone hot!!! He also came in a big black car and had like 2 dozens of bodyguards with him" That caught my interest. True that I'm always bored. And what's more, only few have caught up my interest. But once I get hold of something I find interesting, I would cling to it until I lost my interest. That's how I get to continue living in this boring world. "Now, that's really something. Which year and class does this transfer student belongs to?" "Oh.. Raku-chan are you interested.. Wow.. Raku-chan is~" Before the annoying Ohime could finish her words, the front door suddenly opened. Our attention was turned to the source as we saw the teacher for the first subject entering the classroom. And behind him is a handsome guy. A guy whose face is familiar to me yet no one I know register in my mind with that face. I have concluded I just have met him before. "The Heir of Sakura-gumi here! The name's Hiroaki Sakurakouji. Anyone who bothers me will be killed. Please to meet you all" I froze. I knew that name. How could I forget that name? The owner of that name was the sole person who made my boring day - okay, he didn't give me a rosy colored everyday life - most interesting for the longest time of my life. He was the only person I considered a friend by then. (Except for Ohime). "Hirocchan!?" I stood up. I didn't care that everyone had their attention focused towards me. I yelled my surprise and confirmed it. He was the sole person who made my day interesting. My life was just as boring as now when I met him. But soon it returned to how it was when he left me. Hiroaki "Hirocchan" Sakurakouji. Why is he here? After all... .... He betrayed me. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Hiroaki Sakurakouji's P.O.V.] "Hirocchan!?" I made sure that no one will bother me after I introduced myself in the most awful possible way. I gave up thinking that I'll get to live an ordinary life before I enter that world. So why. Why do I feel that hearing that voice whould crumble my resolve to pieces? I looked at the source of the slightly immature childlike voice. Yes I knew it. I confirmed the identity of the person when I looked at him. He's Rakuto "Rakucchan" Ichihara. 3rd Grade, 4th time "Hi! Hiroaki Sakurakouji here!." I introduced myself quite politely that time. And yet, hearing that part of me telling last name made them shiver. They acted like I was some sort of royalty. When they did something wrong, they cry and beg for mercy. Even if I was not a devil. They made me look that way. "Sakurakouji-sama! Do yo want me to buy you snacks?" Said one idiot who started following me. It seemed that this guy wanted to join the yakuza. Such simpleton "Sakurakouji-sama! Let me do your homework!" Said another. I was pretty pissed. I was about to yell and vent my anger. However, the voice that made the entire classroom shocked didn't come from me. It came from the person who talked the least; interacted the least; cared the least. He was a weird person who I thought was just some decoration in the class. The person who never bowed in fear or revered me. A person who didn't care for what I am at all. His name is... Rakuto Ichihara "Aren't you guys such bunch of fools? That transfer student is obviously irritated by your action. Is that some sort of a new way to bully someone? How lame" After saying that, the guy went back to staring the cloudy sky. Yes. This person is a cloud man. Whenever we're not in class, he never talked with anyone and was just staring into the clouds. I remembered him being asked "Why do you kept on looking outside? You never hang out with us!" by some kid by then. But he only answered "I find it more interesting to look at the clouds than to talk with people who half-heartedly act friendly to someone just because he is afraid of him" He never resented me. He never feared me. It was the first for someone to not recognize the Sakurakouji that I am. Rather, I was only a mere transfer student to him. You may call it foolish but for some reason, that made me happy. I tried to befriend him. Seriously, it was so much difficult to befriend him. First, he had nothing in common to talk about. Whenever I ask a question, he would answer it in a manner that would not make the subject into a lengthy conversation. The only thing I think he likes is staring at the clouds. Sometimes, I would join him. We would lie on a grass field and search for clouds which resembles to animals. And then we became closer. We became closer than we ever thought. The classmates who were friendly with me stopped bothering me. I was not bothered at all. In fact, I was relieved. I continued hanging out with him. Until that day. Until that day I realized he's too much precious for me. I realized how much of a fire I am. If he tries to get closer to me, he'll burn and die. So I have decided. I have decided to protect the first friend I had. ....I had to leave him and keep him away from the world I live in. After all, the curse would not leave me at all. I can't get myself to look away from him. I said nothing but just stare. I left him alone after that incident. There's no way I could explain a complex matter with a weird guy like him. SO I had decided by then not to tell him anything and leave him...for he was so much precious to me. "Rakuto. It's a surprise for you to talk. But you sure talk in a way that will surprise us even more. So Sakurakouji-san. Since you're acquainted with our little weirdo Rakuto, you may sit at the empty seat beside him. And Rakuto, since you had the most time in the world ever had. Seriously, you never participate in anything other than class. I'll leave this guy in your MOST PRECIOUS CARE!..Noted... bold, italic, underlined.~ IN YOUR MOST PRECIOUS CARE!. Do you understand?" The teacher beside me said. Wow, what a brute. Though the woman looked so young, she sure acted like some Yakuza mistress. It surprised him to see such nature in a teacher. Looking confused, he started walking to where he was assigned to sit. "By the way, I'm Miss Hara Watanabe. I'm still a miss but definitely not missed!! Got it? Feel free to call me Harachan-sensei like everyone else does" She said, but I heard someone muttered. "Who calls that hag Harachan-sensei? Give me creeps. She’s better suited as Harahag-sensei" "SHUT UP!!!!" (sorry for the failed attempt to try a comedy. I just want to try how I’d do.. going back to the main story~) I sat beside Rakucchan who's now sitting. He was looking straight in front and never looked at me even once. I did the same but sometimes I would stare at him. He grew into someone beautiful. His black hair suited hi very much. He doesn't have a very masculine feature, as expected to someone who kept on staring the clouds and loves nagging how boring each day is. I was too much focused looking at him that I was surprised what happened next. He looked at me. Our eyes met and fought who will turn the head around first. However, unexpectedly, it was him. he turned his head and looked back to the front. Though I can't see his face clearly, his reddened ears revealed his blushing. As a response, I blushed and looked at the front. I never looked at him once until lunch time. I think he did the same. I was about to stand up when I saw someone standing before me. Yes, it was him. "Hiroaki, I'm going to tour you around. Did you bring your own lunch? If not, I'll take you to the cafeteria first before I tour you" He coldly said. He called me Hirocchan before. So why does he have to call me Hiroaki again? Do I have to do those stuffs again before we become friends? But wait. Even though we're classmates once again, we cannot act so friendly together. I promised myself. And I was holding to that promise for several years in order to protect him. No matter how lonely I was, I kept on holding on to that one sided promise. .... I promised to protect him. ....So.. I can't have him so close to me once again to hurt him once more. .... After all ...After all these years, ....I still have this curse. [END OF GUILTY ROMANCE TARGET 001: The Peculiar Meeting of the Two (First Half)] Hi!!! Satou-san here.... It's another story I have. Well, it's a stand alone story of the romance series, meaning, all characters are new. You don't have to read the other series to catch things up! Well, maybe some of this story's characters may appear in another story.. who knows xDD It's almos my first time writing a Story using P.O.V. aka Point of views. Hope you like it.

I shall be uploading this soon and will be taking requests after the initial upload so let me know!!!!!!!!

Saga sat still underneath the blossom tree. His face was beautiful, shaped to perfection with a touch of softness yet eyes that took control. Sad was what this love is,Sad and Pathetic. A one sided road where it leads you to sadness and obsession. I should know;Love wasn't on my side. I've loved Saga-kun since 8th grade when I began to notice people in a sexual way. Not exactly the people accepted by my culture but people like me, or just my gender. It seemed wrong at first, like I done something or something was wrong with me. Maybe I needed to be fixed or something. But, soon, I'd accepted the fact that i love boys and boys who love boys. Not everyone gets to say this but wouldn't it be great if they did. My first "real" relationship was with a man by the name of Tanaji Okisamo, he worked as an accountant and was 15 years my senior. He was normal and a great screw until i met his daughter,Jami. We had biology together, and when i saw Tanaji at the parent meeting with his wife, lets just sayi was kicked off school grounds. Saga,my best friend, accepted my sexual preferrence when others…didn't exactly make the best of it. Saga is exactly 6 years my senior and while we didnt go to school together we lived next to each other and grew up eating mochi with each others family. I guess i'd always known about my love for Saga but i hadn't fully accepted it. "What?" He turns toward me and smiled. "I was thinking about that time you messed up the Mochi mama made for your birthday," I lied blushing harder as the silent seconds passed. "I didn't mean to!" He stood defending himself. I stood up in front of him challenging his braveness. He pushed his long arms out pushing me backwards,"You don't want to be embarressed now do you?" I wrestled him to the ground laughing as we rolled around. Soon, he was on top and we both were panting. His face leaned toward mine his lips slightly ajarred. His lips were an inche from mine as we closed our eyes. "Sagani Aganoi! You get home this instant and stop wrestling with Koi!" His Mother stomped toward us, ponytail swinging and dress flowing with the anger of Godzilla, "Hello Koi, I talked to your mother tell her that the recipe was fantastic as she told me." "Yes, Ma'am," I Huffed a gut full of air out after they left. ARGGGGHH! I was so close to making him see my love! I threw my backpack on the ground and slid my shoes off at the door. As i slipped my house shoes on, the undeniable sound of my parents arguing and throwing objects they were gonna replace echoed through. I picked Tigress, my pet rabbit, up and carried her to my room. I laid on my bed petting Tigress unaware of the t.v. playing an advertisement. I let Tigress out of the room and locked my door before falling on to the mattress. My hand unzipped my jeans and freed my cock from its prison. I'd been hard the entire time we'd wrestle. Surely, Saga felt it when he pinned himself against me. My hand began stroking slowly to the picture of him on my bulletin board. I stood and took i down laying it onto a towel. My hand jerked my cock slowly over the picture as i imagined him sucking it. His wet silky tongue gliding over the head gathering my precum. Dream Saga bent over the bed railing gripping his ass cheeks spreading them for me and me only,"please…please Koi Enter me……give me the love you've held in." I began to thrust into my hand as i felt the cum build and travel up my shaft. Just as it reach the head of my cock, Roji, My older brother, walks in naked and my cum splatter across his chest and cock. I cum immediately again seeing the beautiful sight before me. "Roji!" He strode towards me, his cock hard. He glanced at the picture,"Saga,Huh? Have you told him? Close your eyes pretend it's him." "You Wouldn't Dare!" I Whispered as he spinned me around spitting on my asshole. "You covered me in cum and now im gonna fill you," he thrusted in me.……[To Be Continued] ─────────────────✔──────────────── ♥Hai Hope You Enjoyed This Is My Dream and i hope i gain a few fangirls or fanboys for Roji, Koi, and Saga…Maybe even Tigress lol but i had fun writing this and i hope it is as fun to read With Boy-Love, Donnii

PLOT:the uke is best friends with a guy who has a crush on him the guy with the crush gets him drunk then ties him up in his basement lol i know its not much oh well here is my charater ((the blonde one)) Name Alex Age 19 Perso Shy scarred easily trusting of his friends bio When Alex was little he was bullied a lot until your character helped and protected him the two hit it off and became good friends Alex always counted on your character he has never drunk beer so when they go out drinking he was extermly nervous

Sebastian sighed working his way to the Trancy manor for some reason the spider butler had invited him for tea. He refused at first, but Ceil ordered him to see what the demon wanted. Sebastian sighed again knocking on the door to the Trancy estate. Almost immediately the door flung open and Sebastian smiled at the spider. “Hello Michaelis.” He grinned back and Sebastian nodded a hello even though he wanted to rip the spiders head from his body. Claude motioned him inside and lead him upstairs where tea and small cakes were waiting freshly made. Sebastian sat down watching the spider. “I hope you enjoy Jasmine tea and Cherry Blossom cake.”Claude sat in a chair opposite of Sebastian who nodded. Sebastian slowly raised the cup from its plate inhaling the sweet scent before drinking slowly enjoying the taste. It was oddly sweeter than Sebastian remember it, not eating or drinking on a regular bases since he didn’t need to ,but he ignored this small detail. “Why did you call me hear Faustus?” Sebastian said setting down the cup. “Why can’t two old friends get together for tea Sebastian?” Claude grinned. “We haven’t been friends in years and if I remember correctly we are rivals and you're trying to steal my meal.” Sebastian growled. He went to pick back up the cup but it fell from his grasp shattering on the floor. He leaned back in his chair gasping. Sebastian’s vision blurred a second then Claude was in front of him pushing a light blue liquid into his mouth. He tried to push it out but it slid down his throat. Claude smiled in triumph. “W-What is the meaning of this Faustus?” Sebastian rasped on the brink of passing out. “Don’t worry feathers I’ll be gentle. Now sleep.” Claude commanded and Sebastian black out. It was nearly two hours later before Sebastian woke up his body stripped of his clothing. He tried to move but found his hands chained firmly above his head another set of chains kept his legs raised in the air a heavier chain around his neck. Sebastian struggled but didn’t have complete control over his body yet. Claude soon stepped out of the shadows grinning as Sebastian let out a low growl. He tilted Sebastian’s chin so he looked up at Claude.”Come now Michaelis no need to be hostile.” A soft buzz sent vibrations through Sebastian body. He moaned loudly pulling the chains the metal sound vibrating through the room.Sebastian bit his lip to hold back his moans. “Does that feel good feathers, I think the drug is working? Why don’t I turn it up for you.” Claude took a small box out of his pocket and slid the switch which made the vibrations louder. Blood ran down Sebastians chin as his lip started to bleed. Claude stared at the blood and sighed he walk away opening a cupboard and took out a ring gag. As he walked over Sebastian growled again glaring at him. “Come on feathers open up.” He pushed his thumb and forefinger hard into his cheeks causing the skin to go between Sebastian’s teeth and opening his mouth. He positioned the gag in his mouth opening Sebastian’s mouth wider then fastened it behind his head. Sebastian coughed not able to hold the moans back anymore his body writhing and twitching. “I want to hear you scream Sebastian” He grinned turning the speed up the full way. “Ahhh~”Sebastian couldn’t help it as the pleasure filled his body his cock growing terribly hard. Sweat beaded off his body as he started to pant. “Sebastian why won’t you forget the past? Love me again.” Claude whimpered tilting his chin up so that he would look at him. Sebastian growled a response since he couldn’t talk like this. Claude sighed grabbing a riding crop from the cupboard. Sebastian whimpered slightly watching him. “Fine if I can’t have your love I’ll have your hate!”Claude growled smacking the crop against his chest. Sebastian cried out whining in the chains. He whipped his back with the crop leaving red welts where it landed. Sebastian kept screaming slava started to pour from his mouth. Claude came close to him, his breath on Sebastian’s ear. “Will you never forgive me, my loving dove?”Sebastian blushed harder hearing his old pet name and shivering as Claude’s breath tickled his ear. “Clawde.” Sebastian tried to speak but his words were stopped. Claude smiled and undid the gag and Sebastian coughed loudly. “Claude how can I forgive you, you betrayed me and all for power. I loved you Claude.” Sebastian had tears in his eyes recalling the painful memory. “I’m sorry Sebastian I was blinded by the power.”Claude looked away. “Thats not a reason to try and kill your lover.” Sebastian hissed the memory coming back. Hundreds of years ago Claude and Sebastian were deeply in love Sebastian had given Claude everything (except his virginity he was too afraid to go that far). Later on Claude started acting weird heading out late at night not kissing him or saying I love you as much, Sebastian got worried. Thats when it happened Claude lead an enormous amount of demons to Sebastian’s home all of them wanting to tear him limb from limb for being Lucifer’s favored. Hours later Sebastian was the only one left covered in blood Claude’s neck in a tight grasp the others had fled badly injured. Sebastian was about to tear Claude’s head from his neck but stopped tears in his eyes. “Get out of here I never want to see you again, next time we meet only as rivals.” Sebastian threw him to the ground and ran off tears pouring from his eyes. “Sebastian please I-I'm so sorry these years since that time have been torture. I wish you would have killed me that night. I can’t go on like this. Sebastian I need you back.”Claude was crying now holding onto him tightly. Sebastian refused to look at him so Claude slipped the gag back in his mouth, He walked away grabbing a belt from the cupboard. The front fit tightly around Sebastian’s cock preventing him from cumming the back prevented the vibrator from coming out. before his put the back on he pushed another vibartor into Sebastian’s ass beside the other one. Sebastian cried out tears filling his eyes in pain since his was a virgin and really tight. Claude fastened the belt tightly on him and turned the new vibrator up the full way. “Both batteries are guaranteed to run for three days straight without dieing I’ll be back tomorrow for you.” And with this Claude left Sebastian’s body hanging in the chains screaming/moaning in pain and pleasure. Sebastian withered around in the chains panting and screaming until his body grew weak and his couldn’t move any more. His legs and arms ached from being held up by the chains the welts from the crop stung his flesh his cock was so hard he thought he might burst. He let out a few more small screams his jaw held wide also ached. He couldn’t stay like this till morning. But he did forced to take the agonizing pleasure that filled his body, his body begging for a release that didn't come. Then the door finally open as the spider came back in to examine his catch. “So how are we doing Michaelis?” He walked over place a hand on Sebastian’s erection squeezing slightly and Sebastian whimpered. “I bet it hurts doesn’t it.” He smiled a little seeming to enjoy the others pain but inside this was tearing him apart he wanted to hold Sebastian lovingly like he once had. “Clawde” Sebastian coughed weakly a silent plea in his eyes. Claude sighed take off the gag his jaw was stiff and popped as he closed it.”Please Claude I can’t do this please give me release!” Claude pressed a kind hand against his cheek feeling sorry for the demon for a second then he looked away. He kept the front of the belt on and unfastened the back the vibartors slipping out of his slick hole. Sebastian moaned looking at him pleading for the release. Claude watched him pressing his cock against Sebastian’s entrance. “N-no Claude don’t I can’t do this please Claude don’t!!” Sebastian fought pulling at the restraints weakly his muscles sore. “Trust me Sebastian it will feel good.” Claude huffed and pressed himself inside. The vibartors had loosened him up but it was still pretty tight inside. Sebastian let out a loudly moan of pleasure/pain then glared at him. “Trust you.” Sebastian growled. “the last time I trusted you, you tried to kill me!” Claude ignored him thrusting harder inside hitting his prostate. With every thrust Sebastian cried out and the chains rocked him with the force. Tears started to fall down Sebastian’s face as the thrust got harder and more painful a few drops of blood fell from his ass to the floor and Sebastian was still. Claude looked up Not hearing Sebastian’s cries the demon’s head leaned back his body hanging limp in the chains. Claude quickly pulled out and took Sebastian down. Tears filled Claude’s eyes as his love didn’t move. ~A few weeks Later~ Light streamed in through as window hitting the black haired demons face. He woke and the light stung his blood red eyes. Groggily his rolled his head to the side to see Hana there with a dish of water. He moaned trying to move his body still weak. Hanna jumped running from the room yelling something that the demon couldn’t make out. He closed his eyes then opened them as gold ones stared back. “Cl-Claude?” Sebastian said groggily closing his eyes again. A dull sound whispered his name a few times before growing clear.Sebastian opened his eyes again staring at Claude. “W-where am I?”Sebastian asked blinking. Claude didn’t reply holding onto him tight. “Sebastian, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. I’m so glad your ok,”Sebastian’s eyes grew wide as the spider held him. Then ,with a slight hesitation, Sebastian wrapped his arms around Claude. Claude pulled away staring at him then wrapped Sebastian back into the hug. “I love you Sebastian.”Claude buried his face in Sebastian’s neck. Sebastian nodded and kissed his neck.Claude went to pull away but sebastian held him tight. “Don’t let go Claude.........never let me go” Sebastian sobbed. Claude nodded holding him tighter. Sebastian sighed and smiled a last few tears falling from his eyes. “Im sorry Claude I’ve missed you so much.....I just want to love you again.” Sebastian looked at him. Claude smiled and captured his lips in a passionate kiss. Sebastian moaned wrapping his arms around Claude’s neck. Claude laid him onto the bed. Sebastian blushed but didn’t stop him as Claude undid Sebastian’s pants. Claude slowly started to stroke Sebastian’s cock. “Nn~! Claude!”Sebastian moaned quickly getting hard.Claude smiled slideing down Sebastian’s body sucking his tip lightly. Sebastian moaned pleasure filling his body as Claude began to deepthroat him. “Claude I-Im sorry...” Sebastian moaned loudly. Claude stopped looking up “What do you mean Sebastian you didn’t do anything wrong?” Sebastian pulled him up holding him tight.”I’m sorry I left you that time all I’ve wanted over the years was for you to be my lover again. For you to be with me again.” Claude smiled”I won't leave you, I promise.If you try and run away again I’m afraid I’ll have to lock you away so you’ll always be mine.” Sebastian giggled“Wouldn’t want it any other way” Claude held him tight licking slowly up Sebastian’s neck. Sebastian moaned leaning his head back. “Claude please....I want it inside me.”Sebastian moaned gripping his shoulders. “Doesn’t it hurt there though from before.”Claude asked worried, but Sebastian shook his head just wanting more of Claude. Claude sighed prodding him with his finger receiving a moan from Sebastian. Claude gently slipped the finger inside. Sebastian twitched arching his back. Claude thrust the finger in deep and fast. Sebastian moaned loudly leaning into claude. Claude set him on the bed on his back and added another finger inside him. Sebastian gripped the bed sheets tight. “Cl-Claude! Put it in already!”Sebastian growled he couldn’t wait much longer. Claude chuckled prodding him with his tip but not going in leaning down and sucking on one of Sebastian’s nipples. Sebastian groaned trying to get Claude inside him but Claude wouldn’t let him and kept teasing his body. Only a few Minutes later and Sebastian was panting his cock very hard his pants felt like a vice on his dick not letting him cum. “Claude I-I can’t i-it hurts! Please Claude p-put it i-in~!” Sebastian moaned arching his back. Claude chuckled but took off Sebastian’s pants and pushed himself inside slowly.Sebastian whined in want as Claude began to thrust. Sebastian moaned as Claude thrusted more and more. He could feel release nearing and cried out as his hot seed covered Claude. A few thrusts later Sebastian gasped and Claude came inside him moaning. Sebastian laid beside Claude happily.”Promise me you stay with me always Claude.” Sebastian mumbled falling asleep. “I wouldn’t have it any other way my loving dove.” Claude kissed Sebastian’s head falling asleep as the love enchanted their dreams. END

"My Lord," An echoed voice whispered through the filled chamber. Voices stopped and as one, eyes glanced towards the interruption. "The humans have increased the numbers of agents investigating the murder incidents." A frown was directed at him and the Lord's displeasure was palpable. "They have also begun checking nearby establishments." "And what, pray tell, are our agents doing?" Condescending as it was, one Elder need not have asked for it. "As always, your grace. They are misleading the humans and removing every noticeable evidences of our existence." The Lord's frown deepened and the air grew chilly. "But," His embodied voice added hastily, not wanting to ire his Lord even further. "They sent me here to say that we should take even more precaution than usual as we do our own investigations." "Leave." His Lord was pleased and the ghost shuddered his obedience as he vanished. Silence reigned and the Elders waited with bated breath as to what their Lord wished. The man commanded the entire covenant with both fear and respect. As the Patriarch, he was the strongest and the most powerful of them all. And Vampire priorities came first before anything else. "Send young Saito Zen to watch the newly appointed detective." Were his whispered words and the suddenness of it almost made everyone in the room flinch. "I believe his name is Dorian Grayson. Tell Saito to watch our Mr. Grey from the shadows and learn as much as he can." He stood and walked towards the elegant glass windows of the castle, overlooking the ruined courtyard of the once mighty palace. "Hajime, I want you to go to the deepest parts of the forests of Transylvania. There you will find an old manor, but be ware and never show sign of fear." He looked over his shoulder and gave the young elder a piercing look. "Enter the front doors and move no further. State that you are there by my orders and harm shall not befall you. Tell him that the covenant needs him." He gave a dry chuckle and the chill in the room turned into a blizzard. "Make sure to never overstay your welcome." And with a billow of robes, the Patriarch was gone and the meeting has finally concluded. Characters: Posting Sequence:

My character: koi matsumoto Name: koi Matsumoto Age:19 Gender: Male Position: Seme Race: Inu Description: Koi is tall and thin, broad shoulders and has a noble posture, his hair is jet black and so are his eyes, ears and full tail. His skin is little to slightly tanned and is very involved in fashion and classy clothing. Personality: Koi is very aware of everything around him, he has a high look on everything and has a protective guarding instinct, he is polite, calm and neat all the time. Extra: Koi was brought up in the opposite side of town, his family managed to afford their own mansion, but due to business trips and tours of the world his family are hardly there and so he spends most of his time alone, despite there is a lot of hate between the two species, the inu, and neko, he doesn't see a point to all the hatred. @Arekushisu (( i just gotta find a character :3 feel free to do yours in the meantime))

Looking for original character rp long lasting and in private messaging 18+ only please i roleplay mostly as normal yaoi uke but it doesnt matter

Warning This work of writing may contain some material that can be seen as obscene to some audience and includes religious back story. I do not mean to offend anyone with this story just a work of fiction. Summary: What happens when a religiouslysheltered boy finally breaks away from home to make his own path in college? Will he stay strong by his upbringing or will his roommate bring out the demons inside young Zatch. Status: Ongoing Chapter 1: First Impressions From the day he was born. He was told what to do. What to believe in. He must walk this narrow path. This is what was expected from him, as a boy. There is no margin for error or change. His dreams were easily torn from him at tender age of 10. He was quickly set straight in bible study on what to do and what not to or else he would not be looked upon favorably by the all powerful being in the sky. At age 12 he started middle school in a all boys catholic school. Education was only second to God in his household and school. Then he grew up to high school. The head girl from the sister school across the street slipping him secret notes and hints of love. So like was expected of him he dated the girl. She was perfection in a human body. Organized, involved in the church, baptized, straight A student and most important she was a girl. He kept on the façade and did as what was expected of him. He dated the girl all the way through 8th grade till they graduated from high school. Sadly by then they both had noticed that they had both been accepted to different colleges and no way would either of them be able to keep up a long distant relationship. So they said their last loving words and parted into different ways. Many pastors at their school said that it was the Lord’s will that they separated now. That was all 4 months ago in now it was August 16, 2013 the day for all new incoming freshmen to move in for orientation. The boy from a sheltered religious home looked around caring a backpack on his shoulder and balancing two boxes in front of him as he kept looking at all the doors of the second floor of the east wing of Miller Hall Dormitories. He was scanning all the doors for his name. He reached the room number 206 and there he saw it “Jace & Zatch” His name next to another boy’s. He took the key out of his pocket and slowly walked into the dorm and his cheeks flushed seven different shades of red as he saw the scene in front of him. “Hmm. Oh Jace I think your room mate for this year just walked in on us.” The boy against the wall blushing just as deep as Zatch stated trying to push the older boy off of him. “Don’t mind him I got stuck with freshman. I hate that this semester they put a new rule. Now they are trying to put freshman like him with Resident Assistants like me hoping to start some mentoring shit.” Jace turned to face the boy and smirked as he looked onto Zatch’s appearance. Zatch had a petite body. But do not think that he look like a girl any bit. He had broad shoulders and was somewhat toned from playing in the soccer team in high school. He could handle himself in a fight. It was as his parents said expected of him to do so. He had to be as masculine as possible. It was his role to play. He had light brown hair and piercing green eyes deep as a forest but light looking as a feather. “Well aren’t you a cute one. Do not get much of your type around here.” Jace complimented as he went to reach for Zatch’s chin and as soon as his hand entered what Zatch considered his personal space he dropped his boxes and slapped the older boy’s hand away. “Don’t touch me you filth.” Zatch glared at the boy.