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One night before the plane ride to their vacation destination, Luky and Kazuki were just hanging out after a mall visit. Luky set the bags aside, and began going though one. “Here, Kazuki. For you.” He took the neatly folded tissue wrapped gift. I began unfolding it, and quickly dropped the tissue paper as I hold up what looked to be boxers. Luky had a smirk on his face and he was stifling his laugher. I felt something on the rear end…so I turned the “gift” around, they had frills on the bottom. My face went void of color, and I could feel a slight humiliation. “You are wearing those tonight or how about now~” Luky said to me. He then pulled me to him and pulled off everything below my waist. Then he fell back on the bed, and snatched the boxers from my hands. He whispered in my ears to, lift up my feet and Kazuki did just that. I felt him against me, I blushed deep red. Luky began putting them on me completely, then he has stripped all of his upper body clothes. His hands began rubbing my legs and it got rather uncomfortable for me. I was in shock still, as I felt his hands going further up, I did not stop him. He told me to reach back and touch his growing need. I did that. Kazuki was panting now, from the discomfort Luky’s hand gave me. “He also whispered this is a gift you won’t ever forget.” He said as he bites my neck, leaving a hickey. He then gets me with that voice of his, on my knees before him on the bed. I spread my legs, and I could feel the heat rising in me, and the heat of his hands still on me. He was just looking now, with lust and passion, I could tell from myself looking over my shoulder at his half lidded expression, as he was touching himself. I felt him come closer to me on the bed. I felt his hand exploring my thighs again, with himself still out of his pants. He rubs himself against the frills of the boxers and between my clothed cheeks a bit. Kazuki was a the point of bursting with sexual tension, he needed Luky’s touch again. Kazuki flipped over and showed the other band mate his problem. “What are you going to do about this?” He asked. He then feels Luky’s hand on his problem, just stroking away at it as he bends down and kisses him and doesn't ease up either action.

TWIN FACED LOVERS AUTHOR: TETSU STATUS: ONGOING SYPNOSIS: Masaki Yatsuoka and Junsuke Fukushima had been lovers near six months. They spent each day in one another’s warmth. Up to that day, they were enjoying the sweetness of love. Keita Takeuchi and Shinya Sakafumi had been lovers for more than a year. They spent each day in pointless arguments, pain and jealousy. Up to that day, they were chained by the bitterness of love. What would happen should destiny played tricks with these two couples? Much more, Masaki and Keita shared the same face. CHARACTERS [TABLE=width: 500, align: center] [TR] [TD][/TD] [TD][/TD] [/TR] [TR] [TD][/TD] [TD][/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] CHAPTER 1 (NOTE: this is a rewritten version of the story. If you have read the horrible version before, please read up again. It’s way better now) “With everything that happens to me, I can only blame it on this face.” The brown haired teenager, Keita Takeuchi, said as he gently touched his pretty face in front of a small rectangular mirror. The teenager was staring at the pretty figure in front of him, imitating the movements of his face. Keita possessed a face that was both adored and envied by many, a face with no possible flaw existing. He disliked his face not because he was good-looking. Rather, the green eyed teenager hated his face for the price he had to pay. The green eyed male was strong and proud, quite surprising for the fact that his face showed gentleness and innocence. He didn’t grew up strong. Rather, Keita was forced to be one. Because of his face, he had been abused by many, forcing themselves inside him. He was strong; but not strong enough to defend himself against of such hungry hyenas craving for his taste. The face Keita possessed was a curse. At least that was what the young teenager 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 tender love when he needed comfort. The kindness of the stranger had the green eyed male helplessly fall in love. The days of bitterness had ended as the brunette’s newfound love reciprocated his feelings, albeit the other showered him with an even more feelings of love – or so he thought. That was what supposed to happen, but Shinya was no different. What attracted the ashen haired guy was not Keita’s inner beauty. Just like the rest, Shinya was only attracted to the other’s face and body, harshly forcing the brunette every time he threw unfounded accusations. Keita was not saved; he was pulled down in an even dimmer darkness he had ever known. “Keita! You fucking slut. Are you there!?” A loud banging of the door and the loud yell of Keita’s lover made him shudder in fear and uneasiness. In all honesty, the brunette didn't want to meet the other at this moment. Just the previous day, Shinya had abused him, seeing a kiss mark on Keita’s body which he hadn’t induced. The red mark was a result of being abused at school, something the green eyed lover had hidden to not cause trouble to the other. Though he tried to explain the situation, Shinya did not believe him and rather violated the honest guy instead. Being raped hurts. However, not being trusted by the person you love the most hurts more. The green eyed bottom only wanted comfort… that everything will be alright; that Shinya will forever be there for him. Was it too much of him to ask that? It can’t be helped. The bottom would rather look ordinary and be loved by someone who will accept him for who he was... not for what he looks like. He simply cannot carry the curse anymore. “What do you want, Shinya?” The brunette asked, and with a loud and swift creek, the door opened with the ashen haired teen hurriedly entering as the other glared at the bruised face of Keita’s. The injured guy didn’t want his lover to look at them, something the other induced the other day. The brunette said nothing else and just stared at the floor. “Is it true? Is it true that you're opening your shameless ass to that Akito Takada... you sick fuck!!?” It was nothing new to Keita. Everything was nothing new. He was used to the cursing and downgrading of his lover. No matter how much he tried to explain, which Shinya should know, he wouldn’t believe it. What is the point of explaining when the other person wouldn't believe him anyway? He'd rather stay silent and let time move forward. “You fucking bitch! You'd open your legs to anyone who ask you? Is your ass fucking public, huh!?” Shinya yelled and reached for Keita’s wrist, dragging him to the bedroom afterwards. The miserable green eyed male had cried too much, pitied himself too much to cry more. He was simply exhausted to the unfair treatment he was receiving from his lover. He would have left him if he wanted to. That way, he wouldn’t see the cruel lover any longer. But it just can’t be helped. Keita loved the guy. I’m tired. I’m tired of all this. If living... if loving is this painful... I wish I never lived. I wish I never loved. Shinya unbuckled the bottom’s bent, roughly pulling down the other’s pants as he forced himself inside Keita, depriving him he comfort of preparation. He simply used the bottom for his own pleasure. As Shinya was fucking the unfortunate brunette, Keita remembered someone... someone he really liked. A long time ago, he lived with someone with the same face as his. The two of them were always together, oftentimes mistaken to be the other. The naughty two played tricks by wearing each other’s clothes and using each other’s name to confuse the people around. It had been several years since he met that guy, his twin brother. The green eyed twins had been separated right before they properly began schooling. Their parents divorced and were separated…forever. Since then, they never contacted each other. The younger twin was forbidden to do so. As he grew up, he slowly forgot the existence of the other. A person bearing the same face. Keita wondered if his brother was sharing the same fate as him... since they both share the same curse. He's probably the same as me. Yeah... Otherwise it's simply unfair. He murmured. Twin Faced Lovers In the meantime… “Masaki, your friend is here!” The once quiet house was overwhelmed with a loud screech as the black haired honor student’s mother loudly yelled. It was even heard inside his room located on the second floor on the other end of the house. Masaki Yatsuoka darted downstairs to see the friend who came. The green eyed teenager was expecting a guest... someone he really cared about. And just as Masaki expected, the person was no other than Junsuke Fukushima, his secret lover. The relationship of the two honor students developed under a weird circumstances. The two were what should be called rivals, both excelling at school. They had always been struggling to outdo the other in a crushing defeat. As fate won’t allow them, both can neither claim victory to the other for none of the two succeeded in winning any competition consecutively. They are undoubtedly rivals. However, behind the competition was the feeling of love which grew bigger as each day passed by. Masaki can’t remember who confessed to whom. Before he was aware with the situation, the two of them had crossed a border they shouldn't have. “You’re here, Jun. Let’s go to my room” Masaki calmly said, not wanting to give away any ideas to his mother. “Masa, should I get something for you guys to eat?" His mom asked. While his secret lover greeted her, he answered. “Thanks mom but we'll be fine. I’ll go down when we feel like eating” The truth was, Masaki just didn’t want his mom inside his room. As for the reason why, there was no way the green eyed teen would ever show what he and his lover would be doing inside his room. Entering Masaki’s bedroom, the other slowly locked the door as he further walked inside. The raven haired male was worried that his mother would be suspicious. However, two teenage guys locking in the same room was not something new for Japanese men like them. At worst, his mom may think they were watching some indecent movies. “Babe, you promised...” Jun said in a husky and low voice, his heartbeat beating crazy. "Mhmm? Promised what babe?" Masaki asked, grinning, as he looked into the brown eyed lover of his. They had been calling each other 'babe' at the back of the people around them. Whenever they were alone, they'd show their affection to the other. They flirted and they kissed. Only, they never had sex. "You tease. You said you'd let me ... you know...umm..” Jun said, blushing and stuttering before he continued, “f-fuck you if I get the highest grade this term" "Ohh... that? I was only joking babe. You were serious?" Masaki acted surprised, wanting to tease his poor lover a little bit more before giving in into the other’s wish. Masaki simply liked teasing Jun. He was really cute when blushing. He even looked cute when down. Even though the other was clearly the dominating one among them two. Still, he loves teasing the other. "Ahh.. umm.. never mind then.. hahah" A deep sigh was what escaped from the mouth of the poor top. "I was kidding. Of course I remember. Idiot" Masaki reached for Junsuke's face. The other closed his eyes, his lips prepared to unite with Masaki's. Only, the raven haired tease pushed a finger against his lover's lip, reaching for a book at the back of the other instead. "Not now Jun. We're going to study first. Plus... do you think mom won't hear us?" Masaki explained. He wouldn’t mind having sex with someone he loves. Only, he didn’t want his mother in his business. The coal haired honor student simply knew his mom wouldn’t allow them. "You're right..." Junsuke sighed, weakly smiling later on. Masaki, seeing how disappointed the other looked, felt bad. "We don't have to do it today right? We have so much time ahead of us." Masaki further explained. The two honor students were young, and the raven haired teenager just knew they could do whatever they wanted to do any time they want. They didn’t have to rush with all the time ahead of them. "Yeah. But a promise is a promise okay?" Junsuke, hearing of what the other said, felt contented as genuine smile formed over his lips. "A promise... is a promise" Twin Faced Lovers "If I'm not wrong, this should be the school where my brother goes to" The brunette had his twin brother's address stored up somewhere, simply going to closest school from the area. Keita waited for his twin brother he hasn't seen in several years. He was both engulfed with the feelings of excitement and anxiety, wanting to see for himself how his brother was doing. He suspected that his brother was in the same situation as him - abused by his schoolmates and even by 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 the other twin until they got separated. Truth was, Keita didn't come to see his brother to reconcile with him or any of the sort. True that he had missed him years ago, crying almost every day. However, the brunette learned to accept his situation as he grew older. Keita only wanted a proof - a proof that he was not alone in this world. If he could at least confirm that his brother was in the similar condition as him, he could at least reassure himself 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 couldn't even protect himself. The afternoon classes had ended as signaled by the loud sound the school bell was making. Students started leaving one after another and in no time, Keita saw his brother he had not seen for over 6 years. The green eyed younger twin instantly recognized his brother even without taking a closer look. His brother's physique didn't change much and so was his face. However, rather than feeling happy to the little reunion after six years. He was disappointed as much as sorrowed. His brother was nowhere experiencing similar circumstances. Though it shows in his attitude that he was still the shy and quiet person he used to be, he didn't seemed to be bullied nor abused by anyone. He was loved by the people around him and he was having fun. Keita wanted the life his brother, Masaki, was living and place his brother under his current situation. However, he knew that won't happen. They weren't kids anymore. They just couldn't fool anyone by wearing each other's clothing or by using each other's name. That could just lead to a bigger trouble. "You're unfair, Masa... like this, why am I the only one to suffer?" Keita whined as he shed a single tear, followed by another as he began to sob. The emotional teen ran away wishing that he never existed, that he never became the pitiful human he was now. He wanted to cease to exist; in this world, in his family's memory and in his lover's life. Twin Faced Lovers "I should have done this sooner. I had been stalling. There's just no point in living. I... I want to no longer exist in this cruel world. Masa, you are lucky. Very lucky." Keita said as he placed a single letter over the table beside him addressed to his twin brother. Walking outside his apartment unit, the busy streets of the area welcomed him. Cold breeze blew over his skin, giving him a sudden chill. With a deep sigh, followed by a single step forward. The depressed brunette stepped up over the railing. A quick hesitation came to mind but Keita’s resolution was stronger. With a movement forward, the teenager fell from the third floor of the apartment complex. Closing his green eyes, Keita prepared himself of what was to come… death.

Teito’s POV Chapter 1 “Mhmm”, Frau mumbled as he stumbled in the kitchen, scratching his stomach+ was still yawning,”Teito, how long you have you been up”, he said groggily. “Long enough to make you a big breakfast”, I said happily”, Just wait a little longer, okay”? “Mmm… even in the morning…so damn sexy”, he suddenly hugged me from behind, completely ignoring my request, his large being engulfed my small one and I could feel butterfly kisses on my neck and down the small of my back, his hands reaching underneath my apron my, underneath my pajama shirt and played with my nipple,” Damn,” he moaned lustfully in my ear”, if only you weren’t wearing anything underneath and licked my ear. “ N-No”, I moaned, holding onto the counter when he turned off the stove and pulled me away. My body, sensitive as always, was already feeling hot”, S-Stop i-it, frau…n-not s-so early in the morning”, I was panting heavily as he continued caressing my nipples, eventually trailing down to caress my stomach and went further down-“, Y-you’re g-gonna be late… You have t-that huge business d-deal, s-so if y-you’re l-late, t-th-the’ll call it off”. He ignored my protest, continuing to go down further, teasing me, until he finally reached it but continued to tease me as he touched the tip of my member softly,” You’re not very good at lying”, he breathed lustfully”, you know you want this more than I do, but you can’t admit what you want, which I think is very cute, you being stubborn, I mean”, he pressed his body more firmly against mine, his thinly clothed member rubbed up against my thigh, which made me gasp. “In fact, I bet you’re just aching for it, aren’t cha’?”, he smirked that devious smirk that always makes me swoon, egging me on, making my body flush further as he continued rubbing my member slowly, continuously caressing hot breaths and hot butterfly kisses on my skin. “ F-frau…”, I finally moaned, giving in to his touches and kisses. “ Teito”, he moaned back, reaching further down and immediately stuck a big digit in my hole, taking off my pajama bottoms with his other hand. “Damn… I haven’t started yet and you’re already so we”, he chuckled,” Shows just how much you want it”. “ S-Shut up”, I pouted”, Don’t complain, you get what you get , if you don’t like it, then you can stop”. “ Now?- when I’m already this far?”, he licked his lips as he saw the amount of cum dripping off his finger where he stuck my hole in,” Hell no”. “Then stop talking and do me already, finish what you started”, I continued pouting but blushed furiously at my persistence. “hooooh”, he smirked,” Such a persistent side of you is so… unlike you… you should do it more often”. “S-Shut up, I said!”, I squeaked angrily and blushed more furiously”, D-Don’t you get used to it! Just do it already!” ‘Teito”, he went back to moaning my name again, reinserting his finger in my hole.” Frau”, I gasped out loud in pleasure as he finger-fucked me. I screamed for more and for him to do it harder. He finally succeeded stripped my thin, now soaking wet apron along with my thin, now soaking wet pajama shorts and tank, and tossed it aside without his finger leaving my hole and hotly kissed my slim back, trailing his tongue up and down and sucking it softly. He eventually trailed up to the side of my neck where I arched my neck as he continuously teased with his tongue, making swirling motions, constantly sending butterfly kisses up and down, and grazed it lightly with the tips of his teeth. “Frau!”, I screamed again as he thrusted again, at the same time nibbling down sweetly on my neck. “Teito”, he growled deeply and roared as his thrusting became more erratic, our moans mingled with the rhythm of his rapid thrusting , and the wriggling of my butt. A few seconds later, we both came, although I came harder.” Ikidakimtsu”, he said jokingly as he licked every part that was covered in cum greedily. “ St-Stop playing around, Frau, you have to go…now…you’re late already as it is”, I again blush furiously,” I didn’t even have time to finish your breakfast”, I whined. “That’s okay”, he breathed hotly in my ear,” I’ve already had my fill… or do you want me to eat more?”, he plastered his signature devious smile. “I-Idiot!”, I continued blushing,” You really have to stop teasing me, can’t you ever take your work seriously without any of this in the morning?! Now you’re an hour late, people are gonna be pissed at you more than they already are!”, I sighed,” How about this…if you go to work now, later when you get home, there’s gonna be a big surprise waiting for you”, I pulled in for a deep kiss which he instantly reacted, pulling in deeper, squeezing my butt,” I know, I know, I’m going”, he separated our lips, which left a trail of saliva, which he greedily licked up and headed for a quick shower n his business suit.” Thanks for the food, babe, it was delicious, he teased, before opening the door. “Fr-Frau”, I yelled blushing. “I’m going, I’m going”, he leaned for one more deep kiss and he was out of the apartment.

"The imagination is the spur of delights... all depends upon it, it is the mainspring of everything; now, is it not by means of the imagination one knows joy? Is it not of the imagination that the sharpest pleasures arise?" "Let's make a Deal, shall we?" ++++++ Private RP/18+ ++++++ It was a dingy City in which the small establishment appeared. Magic went through great lengths to merge the building against another, as if it had always belonged where it now stood- connected somehow. And how was it that a building could suddenly appear and not make a starling scene in the community? Easy. It revealed itself to whom it Desired. Those it did not would not see it all. It was a perfect cloak, and a baffling one at that. The sun had just sunk beneath the horizon; the lasting dull colors dappling against the dark as if battling for it's last bit of Glory. A softly-lit neon sign slowly appeared above the entrance, flickering; the words it displayed were oddly blurred from far away. One would have to come closer ... closer still to read what it truly announced. Who would be the first customer? What would the sign read when revealing itself to the Patron. Would they be lulled to climb the steps and enter?

"You are My One and Only Stronghold" Summary: Shino Yowai, also known as “Shin the Heartless” and also a known barbaric young man in his school, although his not exactly into ‘gangs’, it seems gangsters are attractive to him in a violent manner, but behind his school day’s he works partime in a bar just to provide for his kid. However one time he just saw his teacher in a controversial scene with another man in a back alley, just when he was on his way to work, it’s a huge scandal and shock for him at least, because seeing his teacher that way was not really the problem, the problem is, is that his teacher used to be his all time gangster Idol, who became a teacher and now this? Why? Genre: Drama, Comedic, Romace, yaoi > Chapter 00: Prologue 1.0 He said that with a smile, while his back is facing me, tilting his head a bit just enough for him to see me as he walks off, waving his hand goodbye. He was super cool. I admire him, as a kid he was the coolest guy ever, in my childish perspective back then anyway. He comes and rescues me, then disappear and then appear again. And that was the case all the time. I was in middle school and small for my age, so Yukino saves me every time I’m bullied and I thought its fine that way. Because I knew that if ever, I get into trouble, even how many times, he will come for my aid. His a high school gangster by the way, that’s why he was strong and because of his known nature around the area of our district and his school, he gets into a lot of troublesome issues everywhere he goes. He was known as the ‘Problematic Child of the Society’, but I still think his cool and kind never the less. But of course I only think that way because I was a kid back then, But… Not all fairy tales are meant to end happily ever after all. Right after he graduated from high school, all my wonderful delusions ended. He got married, he gladly invited me and my older Sister, and even so I was never happy about it, it confuses me as kid back then, I don’t even know why I felt that way. After the weeding, after both Yukino and his partner exchanged vows, I watch him silently out of his sight, happily chatting with his other classmates, exchanging foolish greetings and congratulations. He looks idiotic at that time. He was scratching his head smiling, while his other hand was holding his new giggling wife’s shoulder. Throughout that event I was never happy, and weeks later I finally found out why. >

Every dark cloud has a silver lining, yeah it’s true but when the cloud is too dark and dense it becomes difficult to see the silver lining. A story of a rowdy and jovial but short tempered guy who loves making friends, beating up others for friends and a lot more. *chuckles* .. A real life story with a yaoi touch. PS: I prefer short chapters so its easy for me to write XD as well as you all to read! “Rrring Rrring” the bell rings indicating the freedom for us the students but just for five minutes before the next class begins. “Wake up!...psstt.. w..wake up!” a slow recognized whisper with a slight shake on my shoulder broke my sleep. *yawns* .. What’s the matter?” I asked in a sleepy voice. “S…S..Sir!” the voice whispered again, “Eh! SIR! ..” hearing that word I got up with a jerk and there stood my Class Teacher with all anger in his eyes.. “S..Sir umm Sorry I had a headache .. that’s why!” dropping my head down I mumbled. “Get out of my class, I know your tantrums and dare you repeat it.” shouting at the top of his voice he stared at me, waiting for me to leave the classroom . “but Sir…” in a defending voice, “GET OUT! I said!” He shouted again. Taking no more time in defending myself I walked out of the class. “*yawns* Why did he have to scold me for a silly thing *sighs*” I imagined. “ahh.. what a timing I need to pee” running towards the bathroom I thought and was happy that I didn’t have to take permission for it. But who knew a pee would create more trouble for me. As I finished peeing and was walking back to stand outside the class I saw my class teacher angrily going inside the class, “ Oh god! Did he think that I ran out somewhere instead of standing outside” I shivered in fear and ran back in the bathroom thinking I’ll be safe here. For whole 45 minutes I stood there in bathroom waiting for the class to get over. “RRring” “Ah! The bell rang at last” slowly and carefully getting out of the bathroom I whispered. Taking short steps towards the class like a thief I imagined ”what if Sir is still there?” *shiver* .. but still I had to go back..Reaching the classroom I looked everywhere for Sir but he was nowhere … “PHEWW! What a relief!”

yo^^ so, i wrote this when i finished watching all the yaoi animes ^^' I hope at least someone likes it >/////////////> please give me feedback and enjoy ^^ PS: Sorry for the weird format, I wrote it in word ^^" 'Soichiro ! Soichiro Wake up Soichiro !', the man who called my name was the police officer Namikawa Masahiro. I guessed I had to get up... But if I just leave my eyes closed, then maybe, maybe he would leave me alone... 'Soichiro ! Stop pretending you scum ! Soichiro !'. Well maybe my thoughts where too wishful...Now I would slowly open my eyes, and find myself in my old, wet and dark cell in one of Edo’s, now called Tokyo, private prisons. I opened my eyes. 'Ah, Soichiro finally you stop this game ! Nakago-shisho* wants to see you ! Hehe, maybe you've finally reached your rightful end you scum !'. Namikawa-san didn’t particularly like me, if that's how you could call it . I slowly got up, stretched my stiff legs and tried to get the dirt of my hakama**. Which unfortunately didn’t work... Namikawa-san opened the thick metal door. It was the first time, since I guess three years, that I left my filthy little bedroom. Dirt everywhere, the remains of food and animals who tried to eat it laying on the freezing floor. And a lot of other things from which I wouldn’t even want to know what they were. 'Will I be executed now?',I asked, trying to keep my trembling voice strong. *-shisho means as much as 'master' ** the hakama is the clothe that Samurai wore ‘I sure hope so !', answered Namikawa-san and spit on the floor in front of me. I guess the roundish police officer, actually ex -police officer, couldn’t really be blamed for not liking me. Since the time I came here two years ago, I had done nothing but cause him trouble. He was leading us though the stone hallway, which connects the mansion of master Nakago and the prison. I really hated this place, it always felt cold and haunted here, as if the souls of the died prisoners were trying to welcome the newcomers, by giving them a first taste of what awaited them in this place. It was quite similar to my own cell, just bigger, with more echo and more dirt. 'Behave yourself Soichiro ! Nakago-shisho is patient, but even he can reach his limits ! But actually I will get rid of you faster if you’re rude, so just forget what I just said !' We stood in front of a thick wooden door, which couldn't be seen from the other side. It lead to a normal looking mansion of a very rich, old man. This very rich old man, the lord and master of this prison , aka. my current owner, was Sir Nakago -sama*. Namikawa-san pushed the door open. Stepping to the other side, I took a deep breath, and started coughing, my body not used to the freshness of the air out here. It was October, the nicest time of the year. The cherry trees and the maple trees where competing with the beauty of their red leaves. I followed Namikawa-san, walking silently on the wooden floor, listening carefully to the lovely song of the garden. Somewhere behind the flowers there had to be a little river flowing through the huge garden. Suddenly Namikawa-san stopped and opened the door in front of us. The room that lay hidden behind it had no decoration or anything near to that. Just wooden boards as the floor. But when we stepped on it, it started to sing. I was amazed. I had heard of 'nightingale floors' who sang if you walked on them, never had I dreamed of actually seeing one. It sounded like thousands of little birds, warning the master about everyone entering. In front of the next door, Namikawa-san fell on his knees and I followed his example. 'Nakago-shisho, I've brought Soichiro as you requested.' he said. 'Come in.', the deep, friendly voice of Nakago-sama came from behind the door. We entered, still on our knees. The morning sun was shining faintly through the paper door, that led to the garden. I touched the floor with my forehead, and so did Namikawa-san. I could feel his fear and it would have been lying if I'd say it didn’t please me. 'Thank you Masahiro, you are dismissed...' I trembled. Hearing Nakago-sama's hard, but friendly voice always made me shiver. As 'Masahiro' left, I only heard the paper door open and close again. It would have been extremely impolite to raise my head without the permission of my master. I took a deep breath. With Namikawa-san gone, there were only three people in the room. Nakago-sama, a maid who had just brought some tea for the master, and me. I was very lucky, that Nakago-sama would be the only judge, since that meant I might actually get out of this alive or with a fast death. 'Raise your head Soichiro .' I looked up. Nakago-sama, looking very wise to me with his emotionless face and his snow white hair, which he wore in the traditional way, long and tied to a ponytail, was sitting in front of me with a cup of tea in his hands, watching every of my movements. 'Soichiro, I assume you do know why you are here. What would you do if you where in my situation ?' he asked me. I was speechless. Not only had Nakago-sama asked me something, but he had actually asked for my opinion. And of course I hadn't forgotten why I was in this prison. I was the son of a low Shinsengumi* warrior. Ever since I was born I was raised in the way of a warrior. But then, the Meiji restoration *Japanese military unit in the Edo Era began. Soon everyone who I knew was dying. I was twenty years old at that time. One day my father came home crying with joy and announced the war was over. The new era, beginning from 1868 was called 'the Meiji era'. We were all so happy! But then a letter to my father came, summoning him to Kyoto to his master. When I saw my father read it, I was scared to death. He, whose guide was honour, and who’s way to live was being strong, turned white like a dead. He didn’t pack anything for his journey, he just kissed my mother, who was in tears, begging him not to go, said goodbye to me, and left. Two month later we got a message by the messenger who had brought the last letter, saying that he was executed for running away from battle like a coward. I knew that he would never do something like that, he was much too proud for that. He had told us, that he got the order to retreat, from his captain, the same man who had now ordered his death. My mother died three days later from shock and a broken heart. In rage I took my father’s sword and his horse and made my way to Kyoto, hurting everyone who tried to stop me, frustration making me blind. After eighteen days I finally reached the mansion of the captain. I waited until night fall and I snug into his room and killed the man I hated so much, before he could even open his eyes. My hands where dripping with blood and My eyes glittered with madness. My revenge was fulfilled. Everything would have gone perfect, if I hadn't been so soft. One of the maids who had slept with him that night saw me and because I couldn't kill an innocent woman, I was arrested immediately. My crime was murder, so I should have been executed right away, but the man I killed was found to be a criminal himself, and so my case had been under discussion for the last two years. One of the judges, Nakago-sama, had volunteered to take responsibility of my case. Of course the other officers and judges took the opportunity to get rid of a puny criminal, and to them a pain in the ass, so somehow I had been Nakago-sama's personal prisoner for the last two years. 'Kill me or let me free! I’m sick of waiting !', I said, trying to control my trembling voice... which of course didn't work. 'Well I’m sorry it took so long, but I have come to the decision to let you free today. Mh, you might want to know, today is the 29. of October, 1871, about three years after you got arrested in 1869', Nakago-sama said, smiling, 'but you have to convince me, that my word wasn't wrong, by not causing any trouble to me. If that would be the case anyhow, I will give your friend Masahiro the permission to behead you. He has been longing to do that anyway.' I was speechless. I had committed a serious crime but this man gave me the chance to live. Tears ran down me cold cheeks. I was so tremendously grateful ! I bowed till the ground saying at least a thousand times the two words that where my soul at that time : 'thank you !' 'Do not disappoint an old man like me Soichiro!', Nakago-sama said and ordered the Maid to lead me outside. 'Good luck !', she wished me and left me to the strange and huge outside world of Tokyo. I looked around curiously. The Edo I had known was no more, instead there was a brand new Tokyo in its place. The world had changed so much in these two years! There where people wearing strange clothes with trousers nearly sticking to the legs and coats with strange round things along the opening which simply cut the coat in two in the middle. Luckily only a few people where wearing these strange whatever they where , but when I turned round, I noticed, that even the shops had changed. 'First thing to get is money!', I said to myself, trying desperately to sort my thoughts, and encourage me to start a new life. I walked down a huge street, which I hoped to be one of the main roads. Suddenly I noticed, that I was starving! But unfortunately one thing had definitely not changed and that was the rule which everyone knew: Without money you don’t get anything! And so I went to the next shop I saw. It was a restaurant, which made my tummy growl like a wild animal. 'Sorry ? I'm looking for a job, would you have a place for me, please?', I asked the women in the kitchen politely. 'I'm sorry, I have enough people working for me already.', she answered and concentrated on cooking again. Disappointed and still hungry I went to the next shop I saw across the street. An old man was drawing a picture in a very dark room. 'Sorry to disturb sir, but would you have a job for me ?' I tried again and bowed. 'Sorry boy, your sweet looking, but I only need girls If you know what I mean !',laughed the man. I was disgusted and left immediately. Weren’t there any normal jobs available here ? I went into one of the smaller streets and sank down to the ground exhausted. What the hell should I do ? I need to find a job or I’ll starve ! Edo had really changed so much ! But the smell, the trees and the warm winds where still the same ! How nice it felt to be outside again ! For some reason I laughed. Maybe I should just start meditating like the monks, then I wouldn’t need to eat any more and If I would be lucky I'd get enlightenment. Haha, but no, someone who killed a man couldn't become a holy man just like that... Suddenly I heard steps approaching combined with a just to familiar clicking sound. The next moment they stood in front of me. Six men, carrying swords and looking, well, lets just say not too civilised to me... 'Hey you ! Ya look like you could need something to do! Wanna come with us ?', one of them maybe the leader asked me coldly. 'I would be very glad to come.' I answered politely. 'Well boy, come get up and earn your dinner with us. By the way, try to sound more manly when you’re talking to other guys, your voice sounds too cute for a man, haha !', the man said, which made me so angry I felt like exploding ! I hated my voice! I followed the group to one of the smaller mansions in one of the areas of Tokyo, where rich but not very legal oriented men lived. I guess that’s another thing that hadn't changed. 'Welcome to my beautiful house, boy ! By the way, what’s your name? And how old are you did you say ?', he asked, with an ironic tone in his voice, which made it seem as if he was making fun of me which was most likely really the case... But well, I decided that a dinner was worth playing along for now.... 'I'm Soichiro, twenty-two years old. Pleased to be of use...', I said, maybe a bit to formal and a bit to fast. But he just grinned: 'Hehe, so Soichiro-kun is it ? Well you will be my spy and keep an eye on a couple of friendly neighbours. On second thoughts, I'll let you start with something easier. How about shopping ? Yes, I think that’s a brilliant Idea! So, starting tomorrow, you will go shopping for me!', everyone laughed and I looked down ashamed. Think of your dinner, Soichiro, think of your dinner!! The man showed me to a room I could stay in and then left without another word. I looked around. For a samurai this room would have been seen as an insult, but for me it was the best that I had since two years. 'Here, I brought you your dinner sir! Please just call if you need anything else!', said the girl who had just entered, put down the food in front of me and left again. I fell over it like a hungry wolf and finished it in no time. When I had eaten every single rice corn, I put the tablet in front of my door. Afterwards I spread the futon, which had laid in one of the corners of the room and stretched my hurting legs. 'Ah, this is heaven!', I thought, very pleased with my current situation and rolled around happily. This somehow seemed very childish... But well I'm not the cool type anyway, so there is nothing wrong with having fun... Tomorrow I would do my job and go shopping. Like that I would earn my beloved dinner and get to see the new Tokyo a bit more. The whole situation sounded so great it was hard to believe that it was true. 'Soichiro-kun, I'm coming in !', the voice of my employer came from outside, 'Ah, I see you already ate ! Hope you enjoyed it. Ah yes, just call me Oni-sama *, hehe. Oh, before I forget: here is the shopping list for tomorrow !', he said, laughing. I really hated his laugh! It was so evil and self loving, it just pissed me off ! Well actually the name 'Oni-sama' fitted really great to this man. Because there was still time before the sun set, I decided to go for a little walk around the mansion. I just loved the sound of my slippers on the long wooden floor, singing a song together with the paper doors, being opened and closed again. After a while I reached the garden, which lay basically around the mansion. Strange flowers where growing neatly between some maple trees, just beside a little river, in which lotus where dancing on the clear water. The red of the trees, the sound of running water accompanied by some birds, all that made me so happy, I just started laughing. Haha, this was how freedom felt! Just then the sun was setting behind the holy mountain Fuji , I was relieved, that he was still here, so I decided to go back to my room. But just to annoy me, my room had decided to disappear, so I was wandering around the whole house. All those corridors looked the same! Tired and annoyed I sat down and waited for someone to come by and save me. 'Soichiro-kun? Can I help you?', I jumped, when I heard the ironic sounding voice of Oni-sama just above my left ear. 'Lost, aren’t you? Follow me please!' the next couple of minutes somehow felt like following the devil through a labyrinth. After walking through a couple of corridors, who all looked the same to me, I finally found myself standing in front of my room. 'Sleep well, Soichiro-kun!', Oni-sama said, playing the kind landlord and then suddenly disappeared again. I had only * Oni means demon (monster) in Japanese, so he is called something like Lord demon... bowed and he was gone. Well anyway, I went into my room, completely exhausted and lied down on my so cosy futon. So much had happened today! My normal prison life, got destroyed by the, to me holy, words : ' You are free !'. Then after I wandered around, really starving, for a day, some strange guys had shown up and had given me a job and some food! And now I was here, in a tiny but nice room, waiting for some strange guy called Soichiro to fall asleep. Which I soon did. That night I had the worst nightmare since my father died. In my dream I was running down the streets of Edo at night. No one was there. I was running and running. Then I noticed a movement in the corner of my vision. I turned. There where black hands coming from behind every corner, trying to catch me and pull me back in prison. Suddenly my environment changed. Everything turned black. Then I heard the laughing of Oni-sama and at the same time the horrible sound of metal cutting through meat. I was in panic. But then I heard a scream. The sound made me shiver and caused Goosebumps over my whole shaking body. I started to cry and call for help. It was the scream my mother screamed when she heard that my father had died. Sweating and sobbing I woke up. My biggest wish was for someone to take me in their arms. I was twenty-two years old already, but I always felt and also behaved like 15. Some people even thought I was a girl. And of course no one was there to calm me down at that time, so I cried till I sunk in to a dreamless sleep again. 'Soichiro-kun, get up!', I rose, terrified at the horrible voice, laughing in my ear. When I stopped screaming I noticed, that the voice (of course) belonged to my dear employer Oni-sama, who had also brought me some breakfast. 'Here you go, Soichiro-kun ! After you've finished, please head to the entrance, a maid will give you some money for your shopping. Have fun then!', he said and left again. It was a great feeling actually seeing him leave for once. Not only because he was gone, but also because like this I had a prove, that he could also behave nearly normal. I silently ate my breakfast and then started searching the entrance. Which seemed like a couple of hours to me, but then I finally found it.... Proud and happy to have won over the mean tricks of the mansion this time, and so early in the morning on top of it, I went to the maid who was already waiting for me. 'Here, the money Soichiro-san ! Oh, And Oni-sama told me to give you this letter. Please deliver it safely! Have a nice day!' she said. I suddenly noticed, that every-time I heard the name of my landlord a fake smile took in the place of my real smile on my face. I decided to deliver the letter first, so that i didn’t lose it on my way. Just the thought of how the people would look at me, when they saw me shopping, already started making me feeling embarrassed. At first I hadn't thought about it but now I noticed that I was just a stronger replacement for a maid. But well, first the letter! I looked at the label on the piece of paper and frowned. Of course I had no idea who that person was. So I just started walking and hoped I was heading in at least the right direction. But soon I started to worry and decided to ask some people for advice. First I asked an old lady: 'Excuse me, but do you know this man ?' 'No, sorry boy, I've never heard that name before. Try to ask a police men, they should know!' 'No, sorry, I do not know that man, search somewhere else or give up!’. Always something like that. I tried asking a group of giggling girls, but they spread away, like frightened chicken. Pathetic! Then I suddenly noticed that someone was watching me. first chapter done~ Ah, I also apologise for all the mistakes >/////> sorry >////>

The oblivious and adorable cockblock Yukio's Pov: "Rin, C'mon, Wake up, its time to go" I tied my tie neatly, looking at the mirror and stopped at the reflection of a crumpled up little lump on the bottom bunk. "Rin,hey,Wake up", I started to shout, flinging the covers to reveal the sleeping form when my voice got hitched and my face got flushed, eyes started to lust over when I was faced with my brother being perfectly splayed out,half of his button down pajama top was unbuttoned, the other half was shimmied further down displaying a creamy, white chest, faint muscle lines and a perfect pink nipple, chest rising perfectly up and down as he snored, a equally creamy , white , perfect shoulder displayed in the absence of his sleeve. I couldn't help myself but runt hand thoughroughly up his chest. I traced little and big circles over his open stomach and chest, ran my fingernails around and palmed his chiseled, defined,creamy white faint muscle. I gave a little luck to his creamy white skin, which gave me a little moan in return but Rin still slept. I wanted to do so much more but afraid that he'll hate me and instead wanted to wait until he accepts me which may take months or maybe even years since he's so pure and innocent, loving his brother so much and not break our brotherly bond. My lust got the better of me and I found myself stroking, caressing, and palming his creamy, white, delectable skin and I got a little rougher as I continued. Little moans responded to my strokes and caresses but his eyes stayed closed. I smirked quite evilly at the things I would do to my brother and he wouldn't even notice. I kissed his little half open mouth and found it really moist. I shudderedin pleasure as I felt around his little,hot cavern, teasing his toungue to come to life. My toungue then reached his perfect little demon ears, they were so cute, like a little neko. I nibbled softly on the cartilage and licked softly inside and outside the ear. Rin made a little mewling sound, exactly like a neko. His face was flushed but he still wouldn't wake up. My hand reached his little demon tail which I found really soft and really smooth. I made small gentle caresses and was tempted enough to rub his tail against my growing bulge, to wrap his tail around my member and fuck it so hard I'll come all ove, especially all over my fuckable brother, my semen glistening on his white skin, making him more fuckable and desirable. I touched his growing bulge with my finger and watched as he writhed and moaned softly, trying his hardest to close his legs. All the while being unconscious. "O-Oto-Otouto...Otoouto!!", he moaned loudly" yukiiiii....Yu...!", he yelled, moaning, his actions changing to bucking wildly against my roaming hand, meaning he must have a very wet dream about me. "Rin", I moaned loudly, palming my own clothed growing erection"Rin...Rin!...Please Rin... I need you! I wanna fuck you,Rin...Fuck!", I muffled my screams as I came putting a hand in front of my mouth. I quickly licked up my cum that splattered over his creamy white chest. "Yuki!", he continued to yell in his sleep, unconsciously reaching his hand in his pants. As much as I really wanted to watch him masturbate, the ala clock in my watch beeped, which sadly woke him up. "Yuu", my voice hitched again as I watched his creamy chest glowed in the sunlight as he stretched, those rosy nipples looked rosier somehow. To make worse or better, in the process of waking up, his bare shoulder got even barer as his thin pajama sleeve slipped out of his thin creamy arm. I cleared my throat loudly, blushing beet red, a obvious nosebleed displayingy my face. "Rin, please you need to get ready, we're going to be late. "Oh, is it that time,already?",he literally hopped off the bed and rushed in the shower. "Augh", no sooner as I collapsed sitting in his bed, I heard a high pitched scream. "Rin, are you okay?",I burst in and my voice hitched again as I saw his cute fuckable body sprawled on the bathroom floor, gloriously naked and I couldn't stop staring at hi little cute flaccid cock. I couldn't help myself but give myself a bloody nose at the beautiful glorious scene before me and it took every muscle of my body to restrain myself to not fuck that cock into oblivion . "Sorry yuu...I tripped, can u help me up please?", he broke out oft daze and threw his arms out towards me"Help me up, Yuu", he put the most cutest fuckable pouty face ever and I so wondered what other faces he would make...in bed. "C'mon yuu, I won't infect you, it's just on my thigh", to make a point, he stuck his thigh out more to me so I could see his now bloody not too long and not to short deep scar, but I mostly roamed my eyes around the fuckable piece of flesh adjacent to the cut. "See the cut yuu... It doesn't look infected and it's not that deep, you can touch it if you want, want to?". "NNNNNNo", I almost screamed, blushing frantically almost running out but stood standing there trying my best not to cover my eyes but still peeked through my fingers. "What's wrong yuu", he cocked his head questionly. "N-n-n-nothing", I finally calmed myself down,"just hold out your thigh for a minue...stop...th-th-thrust-thrusting like that...l-let me clean...it out", I held out a handkerchief and a bottle of alcohol and wiped at his wound as slowly as I can without touching that beautious piece of flesh between his legs," Okay all done I patted his thigh. " thanks yuu-chan!", he happily gave me a peck on my cheek and together we headed to class. I heard a bunch of nasty wolf whistles aimed at Rin as we walked in the hallway. I glared at their lust filled gazes and put a protective hand around his waist. Unfortunately, he thought nothing of my affection act but an act of brotherly love"Aw,man...sorry", a guy's voice said with a mocking apologetic tone when he 'accidentally' bumped into my Rin, putting a disgusting hand on my Rin's ass and gave it a good squeeze when Rin picked His books that fell on the floor." I'm really sorry,babe",he licked his lips as he gazed at Rin's lean stomach and smooth chest when he purposely opened up half of the buttons on his shirt when he 'accidentally ' bumped Rin. " I'll do anything to make it up to you... Anything", he said the last word huskily. "That won't be necessary Senpai...but thank you very much!", my adorable Rin bowed but the pervert just rapes my brother with his eyes. "You go ahead and get to class,Rin I'll handle this one ", the molester shrank back as I glared daggers at him. " Please don't punish him yuu-chan, it was my fault we bumped into each ther", my adorable Rin stared at me, teary-eyed." I won't punish him, I'll just talk". "Okay", Rin replied a bit hesitately and walked away. "Damn, that ass" the perv smirked watching how Rin's luscious ass moved as he walked. "Don't you dare stare aty Rin like that!" I picked him up by the collar", if you ever touch or stare at what's mine. I will end you got it?!" "Yeah man, I got it, just let go!" The perv eeped as I got out a normal gun and pointed up at him, "you better", I threw him against the wall and fired a warning shot at his feet. When I reached to the class room, I snapped to see Shima's and Bon's hands all over my Rin. "Sorry Rin-baby", that asshole Shima smirked when he successfully cupped Rin's crotch and gave it a good squeeze while he picked up a pencil which he supposedly 'dropped'on the floor. Shit! How could I forget about those two! Today, like everyday, will be a stressful for me

Summary: Kakeru's part-time job takes a interesting turn when he is faced with Takeshi, his childhood friend. Status: Completed Warning: This fiction is rated +18, that means that it contains strong language and explicit sex scenes. This was a funny 30 minute oneshot that I found in my docs. I think it'd bring a good laugh if I share it xDD - - - Updated - - - Kakeru was tired from the dinner rush that McBurger Barn gets occasionally. It didn’t seem too bad since Takeshi was on the same shift as him tonight. Kakeru walked over to the supply closet to clean up the mayhem in the dining room. He grabbed a broom and dustpan then shut the door. He felt as though he as a zombie. Kakeru slowly slid over to the dining room and swept the floor of stray fries and napkins. He occasionally glanced at Takeshi out of the corner of his eye. Takeshi would just flash him with the usual sly grin. This always made Kakeru nervous to work around him. Why does he do that anyway? Does he like me? Agh, no way. He just does that to tease me. Kakeru thought as he swept the floor in a more angry manner. “Need any help?” Takeshi asked Kakeru, purposefully close to his ear. This made Kakeru jump forward in surprise. “Wh-what the hell are you doing?” Kakeru asked trying to fight the urge to punch him. Takeshi scratched his head in an apologetic manner but, Kakeru could tell he didn’t mean it. “Hey Kakeru? Help in the back will ya.” “Ah, okay” Kakeru said even though he didn’t want to go anywhere with this guy. Takeshi took him to the sandwich station and asked “Can you make a Single McBurger?” Kakeru pushed Takeshi out of the way, put on a pair of disposable gloves and started preparing the burger. “Kakeru, don’t you think it’s missing something?” Kakeru looked at the sandwich confusingly “Huh? What do you me--” Kakeru asked but was interrupted as Takeshi pressed his lips onto Kakeru. Huh? Takeshi’s lips.. They’re so soft… Kakeru thought as he gave into Takeshi’s kiss. Kakeru placed his shaky hands onto Takeshi’s shoulders and pushed him back. “T-takeshi we can’t, the boss could--” “Don’t worry about that, the boss won’t be back for another 30 minutes. That means we have plenty of time to have some fun” Takeshi said as he flipped Kakeru around. “Alright are you ready Kakeru?” “J-just get on with it” Kakeru said, growing impatient. Takeshi lined his cock up with Kakeru’s hole and slowly pressed the tip inside. Kakeru’s asshole gladly took in Takeshi’s dick and Kakeru shuddered in pleasure. “A-aan Takeshi, it’s so warm” “Same here, feels like your ass is melting my dick.” Takeshi’s pace gradually increased. the volume of Kakeru’s moaning increased as well. This feels too amazing. I can’t believe I’m letting myself be swept away like this, and in a restaurant, god i’m such a pervert! I-it’s getting kinda hard to think anymore! Kakeru’s legs were starting to go numb, it was getting hard to support his own weight from the pleasure numbing his body. “Aah, T-Takeshi… I...I think I’m gonna come” “Hey..aah… Kakeru… Do you want to know what the Single McBurger was missing?” “Aaahaa, what?” “Secret sauce” Takeshi said as he grabbed Kakeru cock and started furiously stroking it. “T-Takeshi no please don’t… AAAAAH” Kakeru begged but, it was too late as his seed sprayed all over the burger. Takshi wasn’t too far behind as he jizzed inside of Kakeru. THE END SWAG SWAG B))

Characters: Player: meluvcookies Name: Inoguchi Hakuya, or "Haku" Position: uke Description: 19 years old, slim build, green eyes, long white hair in a ponytail Personality and stuff: Whimsical, selfish, ignores everything/everyone when he feels like it, but refuses to be ignored when he wants something. Might disappear for days at a time and then come back as if he was never gone. Likes fish and napping in warm places, dislikes rain, cold and being touched when he doesn't feel like it. Player:: {｡^◕‿◕^｡}Ciel Name:: Koinu Kiba Position:: Seke Description:: Koinu is a tall, lanky 26 year old man with broad shoulders. His hair is dark brown, nearly black, and he has icy blue eyes. Personality:: Koinu has a tendency to be a bit rude, and a bit mean as well. He tries to hold dominance, and he often tends to try and resist leadership, although he occasionally gives in when the leadership is firm and consistent. He has a lot of pride and self-confidence, and doesn't have much shame when it comes to anything, really. He tends to be bold, brash, and a bit on the feisty side, and also has a bit of a sarcastic edge. He dislikes thunder and lightening, and it's one of the only things that makes him cower in fear. He's also allergic to most dairies, chocolate, and raisins. He likes getting a lot of attention, and he also likes getting his ears touched. Player: Atemluver Name: Takano Mitsube Position: Seke Description: Takano is a fairly skinny 23 year old male, with bright violet eyes and short lilac hair. Personality: Growing up Takano had fairly poor health as a child, and because of it wasn't allowed to leave his room most of the time. His isolation lead to him being a rather shy and introverted person. As a child he always dreamed of having pets for him to love, but due to his health his parents rejected the idea. Although he is shy, when he is around people he trusts, he will open himself up to them allowing them to see his slightly more selfish and possessive side. He loves cute things and still wishes that he had cute pets for him to love. He can be easily persuaded, and tends to be very gullible. He has a strong hatred for hospitals and doctors due to his poor health as a child.

Title: Sharing Secrets Summary: Richiiro is in love. Add some teenage love to ghosts and demons, and then that's the story! Status: In Progress Warning: (in the future of this story) Rape, Sex, Small Religious References, Foul Language (I'll add more if it comes up later on) It was time to put down our pencils and begin to write what our sensei was telling us to do. I looked at my classmate Karin Fukuhara, who sat in the seat next to me. He wasn't quiet at all, nor was he meek. But he was undeniably beautiful. I was in love with him, but the possibility of he and I being together was close to none. That was because Karin never looked my way. It was as if I was invincible! I sat at my desk, thinking about how much of an idiot I was and how inconspicuous I was. "Richiiro! Are you doing your work?" my home room sensei barked from the front of the classroom. I quickly looked up and nodded. Next, I gasped. There was absolutely no one in the classroom! Sensei walked to me and shook her head. "I'm not sure as to why you're daydreaming, but not paying attention will not get you anywhere!" I nodded. "Yes ma'am." She kicked me out of the classroom, leaving me alone to myself. Maybe sulking in the gym closet seemed best for me at the moment. That was were I went most. The gym closet was always unlocked, so I wasn't surprised when I found it half open. But I stopped when I heard a moan. I peeked through the door (which had carelessly been open a crack) and gasped. In the gym closet was Karin and the gym coach… They were busy kissing and feeling each other. After a few minutes of watching them, my little "friend" down there between my legs acted up. Just as I was about to run out, Karin looked up and our eyes met. I blushed and ran out as quickly as possible. Maybe hiding out on the school rooftop wasn't smart either. After twenty minutes of embarrassing reflection, I heard footsteps. I looked up from my knees to see Karin Fukuhara. He was smoking and wore his school uniform in a sloppy mess. "Um… hi," I greeted awkwardly. He walked to me and squatted next to me. "You're Richiiro-kun, right?" I nodded, as fast as a humming bird (well not quite). Karin placed his hand on my head and leaned closer. "So you saw what happened in the gym closet?" I broke out into a cold sweat and shook my head. "N…no…!" He laughed loudly. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, Richiiro. Just remember, if anyone finds out, it's your head!" I nodded again. Despite his docile and cute appearance, Karin was intimidating! Karin stood up and pointed at me. "Oh, I'm calling you Richii from now on." I shrugged and stood up next to him. "If you want to." Next to him, I was a couple of inches taller than Karin. And for some reason unknown to me, his back length black hair (which he kept in a neat ponytail) made him seem shorter. I looked into his blue eyes and smiled. "I'll keep what I saw to myself." He snarled, looking a little unhappy at my surprisingly calm demeanor. "Y…yeah! You'd better!" I chuckled to myself and thought that maybe Karin and I could actual get along, let alone start a relationship. Just as we were about to leave the roof, I heard a scream that came from the ground below us. Karin and I rushed to the edge of the roof and leaned over. My eyes widened to the sight below us. ~Give me some feedback, please! This here is just practice to see how things go!~

Title: The Sad Adventures; Lifes Like Magic Status: In Progress! Summary: Two lovers get separated by an accident and this is their magical journey towards reunion! (FanFiction between my brother, me and our son truth be told) ** I apologize that this is long XD Please enjoy Its Like, The First Chapter In the darkness he yawned inside a wooden barrel, only small streams of light entered through the cracks of the weathered and beaten wood. Suddenly he felt the motions and the rocking of the carriage the barrel was on stop. Curious, he was careful to move slowly as he lifted the lid of the barrel every so slightly to take a peek to see what was going on. Suddenly his stomach growled and felt tight; looking down to his stomach he whispered "Hush stomach. You'll get us in trouble!" hoping that speaking to the organ would silence it. However it was too late as the lid to the barrel was lifted away from his fingers. Looking up and placing his hands down he saw a man peering into the barrel. The first noticeable features where his thick eye brows. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?! YOU VAGABOUND!" he screamed, his voice carrying a deep accent. He reached in and grabbed the young man by his arm and easily pulled him out, "God damn freeloader!" The young man gave a nervous smile "A... A... Ahahaa..." letting out an awkward laugh. The man scowl grew as he tossed him onto the street letting him roll into a building. As he fell dust and sand kicked up and finally settled after a few moments "Ow..." was all he could say while he patted his head making sure he was injured. A soft voice spoke to him "Excuse me are you alright?" she asked him. "No... I'm not..." he cringed in pain before looking back at the carriage. He gasped and scuffled to his feet clumsily, "Hey wait a second!" he shouted at the carriage as it started to move off. His expression eased a bit "Ah shit..." he said before he looked at the second to last barrel in the carriage. He shrugged "Welp, I guess I'm gonna have to find him later…" he said scratching his head. The girl who showed concern earlier leaned in closer to the young man staring at him as she tilted her head "Hm?" she hummed. She got his attention as he turned around to point at her casually "Oh you, do you know where I am?" he asked. She straightened her position as she nodded with a smile "Yes, you're in the Blanche Kingdom’s Capital City Colorless!" He had a bit of a confused look on his face as he thought for a moment "Blanche? What the hell is a Blanchee?" he then spoke in a mumble to himself "Sounds more like Banshee to me..." He focused his attention back to the girl "Thank you" he said before waving his hand and walking down the street. While walking away he sighed "... how the hell am I going to get enough money to-" his sentence was cut off short when he heard a confrontation near by. It was hard to ignore so he had to listen and observe the scene. "Get out of here with that nonsense!" a man shouted, shoving a taller male who was clutching papers in his hands against himself. The angry man continued to shout "Damn it! What's with people?! Worthless!" he said before slamming the door. The taller man cringed seething "Ow..." The boy that was watching walked up to him having to ask "Hey what the hell was that all about?" when he was a few feet away he watched the taller male pick up his papers. "H-he didn't like me spouting nonsense about... have you heard of it?" He looked up at the smaller male before him before noticing a delicate male with sleek black hair. Without thinking he said "Wow you're beautiful" Not much caring about his appearance but more about the yelling from earlier the boy simply nodded "Thank you. So what nonsense were you talking about?" the boy said reaching his arms out to help the taller male a bit."Well it's called Pandora, have you heard of it?" he said letting the smaller male help him a bit. The boy shook his head "I don't think so." "Well Pandora are these beings infused with magic" the taller male said. The boy was of course interested and added, "Like magic users?" he tilted his head. "Yes! but they're not just like the stories that you hear. They're amazing people and I've seen them!" Though I feel as if there's suppose to be another word after Pandora..." While the man pondered on his own thoughts for a moment the boy smiled and asked "Hey do you have any money on you?" He caught the attention of the other as the taller male replied "Yes, I do... why?" he asked. Weary as to why a stranger would already be asking favors of him. "I want to hear this over some drinks so how about you pay and I listen?" the boy smiled. "Wait a second... are you swindling me?" the taller male asked leering down towards him. "No! I'm actually VERY interested in hearing about these Pandoras" he said raising his hand and slowly shaking his head. "Well if you say so" the taller of the two said. As they walked to their destination for drinks the taller male decided to ask "So, what's your name?" The small boy looked at him "Abel... yours?" The taller male looked down to him and replied "Wilhelm." "Alright Will, lets go!" Abel said patting him on the back. They continued on their way to the local bar and sat in the corner of the dim room. Wilhelm ordered the drinks and food. It was rather quick service as the order came out right away, Abel diving right in and eating. He took a few bites and swallowed "Anyway, you were sating about these Pandoras?" Abel questioned. "Right... So there are only a handful of them in this world. Each of them has a tattoo, a different one on each. But why there are people like this in this world is beyond me. I've actually seen one when I was a little boy! That was probably what started it all" Wilhelm said. "Oh yeah? What did they look like?" Abel said taking a sip of his ginger ale. "They were tall, and it was only for a split second that I saw their tattoo on them that glowed!" Wilhelm said, the excitement in his tone rising. "Hm..." Abel hummed, "That's interesting." "Isn't it!? I'm so happy that I found someone to converse into this magic! Most of the people here don't believe in it and so when ever I start rambling they throw me out or tell me to shut up." Abel smirked "Well, don't shut up and keep speaking. Anyway I have to go find me some money. Gotta get out of here" he rose up from his seat, "Later~." ~Meanwhile~ "WHOA!" the man with a large mustache who was pulling the cart filled with goods shouted as the horses began acting up and several of the barrels fell out of his carriage. The several rolled down the sand hill as the cart suddenly took off and the barrel stood there. "Haha that always does the trick." a man with long blond hair and blue eyes snickered as he came up from the sand, holding a whistle in his hand. He opened the first barrel that was full of pink colored fruit and smiled. “That's going to be delicious later.” He commented. He strolled over to the second one and opened it. There, was a young man looking up at the man with a very sad look and tears were about to roll down his face. "AHHH!!" the golden haired man screamed, falling to his ass as the young man with raven color hair who was in the barrel climbed out. "Geez, what are you screaming about? I should be the one screaming because I was just...woken up like that!" the young man complained. "What are you doing hiding in a barrel in the first place!? Fucking freeloader!!" the golden haired man shouted. "Well it isn’t just me in the barrel it’s..." the young man turned his head to see the carriage was gone, "AHHH!!!" he fell to his knees and began screaming, "What the hell me!? Now you've completely and utterly lost him!" "What...?" the man questioned. "Hey who are you anyway?" he pointed. "Don’t just completely freak out and then finally register the situation." the blonde haired man said. “So where are we?" "Look around genius. We're in the middle of the desert." "EH!? Why such a place to get lost in?" the young man looked at him. "Don’t ask me I've been lost for days now. Been stealing food from merchants that come by. None of them want to stop and help some freeloader." "Damn son. Ah, well good luck with that whole, stealing business, love. I’ve got to get going." The young man waved his hand before skipping. "What a fucking weirdo." The blond haired man sighed as he shook his head. "Wait I want some food~." The young man came skipping back towards him, "I just realized I haven’t eaten since I entered in that barrel." He walked over to the barrel with the pink colored fruit and started shoving them into his mouth. "Get your food and get away from me your freak of nature." The blond haired man demanded, annoyed at the boy. "Om ey m nms Ki." he talked with his mouth full. "Don’t talk with your full!!" he scowled him. He swallowed his food that was in his mouth. "I said, my names Kain. It’s nice to meet you." he looked up at him. "Sigh... Its Jacob." he sighed. “I feel like this is going to a looonnng day…” Jacob thought to himself.

Summary: This is a story about two childhood friends (obviously they are both boys), that are now in their last year in high-school. Aaaaaaand that's pretty much all I can say, without reveling any spoilers! Please read and enjoy~ Status: In Progress Dear diary..no. 1! Em..okay, I didn’t think this will be so tough. I don’t even know where to start! Well, I guess I can start with the reason, why I’m writing this diary! It’s for homework/a school project. And that’s about it! We were told to write a diary everyday, till the end of the semester. Toby sighted, frustrated with the work they were assigned today. What more should I write?? It’s not like something interesting happens to me every day. He fidgeted a little on his chair, before starting to write again. So for a start, I can tell you who I am. My name is Toby and I’m 17 years old. I have a sister, who’s older than me and is already going to college, while I’m still in high school. I also have a best friend, that is also like a family to me, and who is the same age as me. His name is William. His writing was interrupted again, this time by a familiar voice from downstairs. “Talk about the devil..” he murmured to himself, before the door crashed open and the mentioned best friend strode in. He slammed the door of Toby’s room shut behind him, before plopping down on his bed. “What are you doing?” he asked, while texting someone on his phone. Toby rolled his eyes, since he knew he won’t have the peace to finish his homework now. “I’m writing a diary,” he answered the other boy’s question, but seeing how his head shot up from the phone, interest written all over his face, he added. “You know the diary? The one we have to write for school?” Toby blushed, since he actually did write about him, and wanted to get his diary back, but the other boy was taller, not to mention stronger, so he easily avoided Toby’s efforts to reach the notebook. Toby stopped trying, when he saw the displeased face his friend was making. “I did mention you! So why aren’t you happy now?” he asked, embarrassed. Liam pointed with a finger at his full name and frowned. “Delete this. You know I hate that name..and also, you should write about how much you love me and that I’m the best and stuff like that.” He pouted. “I don’t see any of that here.” Toby gave his friend a blank look, managing to pull the notebook out of his hands. “I wanted to write that I call you Liam, but I was interrupted by a certain noisy someone. And there’s no way I’m writing that I love you!” He sat behind the table again, wanting to add one more sentence to the diary and then finish for today. His name is William, but he prefers to be called Liam. “Happy now?” Toby asked his friend, who was leaning on his head, watching him write. But the other still wasn’t satisfied. He moved his head on Toby’s shoulder, while hugging him with the other arm, squishing the sides of their faces together. “What about writing of your love for me??” Liam said with a hurt voice, before continuing his whining. “Don’t you love me Toby?? That really hurts you know..sooo, I guess that means you want me to tell that girl in school, you’ve been crushing on her?” Liam looked at him with a raised eyebrow. Toby blushed bright red at the mention of Evie, their schoolmate. He was launched out of his chair, turning to Liam. “You wouldn’t! You promised you wouldn’t tell anyone Liam!” He pointed a finger at his friend’s chest poking him. “Promise me again! Promise, that you won’t tell!” Liam raised his hands up in front of himself, like he was in need of a defense, but he was laughing the whole time, as he was pushed back by the smaller boy. When he felt the bed behind him, he grabbed Toby’s arm to catch himself, but they both ended crashing down on it. Toby was confused for a moment, not knowing what happened, before he felt the body under himself. He propped himself on all fours above his friend. “Promise me!” he repeated once again, but the other just replied with a smirk. “Make me.” In that moment, the door of Toby’s room opened and his mother entered.

So this is going to be the first one-shot and I'm thinking of making a full out story of this one; like a beginning, as in before this and afterwards. So I hope you guys like this~!!! ~Ally "Hanji! I said no!" I yell at Hanji about trying to let Eren have alcohol. That's the last thing I need, a bunch of shitty brats running around drunk! I snatch the glass from Eren and kick him away not spilling any. "Wh-w-wh-what the hell Heichou?!" Eren yells getting up and stumbling from having the air knocked out of him. "I said NO alcohol and that's what I meant!" I say glaring at him and then see him flinch, I change to glare at Hanji who just cowers behind Mikasa. I hold in a chuckle and take a sip of the drink. Hmm scotch on the rocks, ahh that's a good drink. Of course I don't let my ticked off face change. I set the glass down and slide it over to Jean. "Keep it away from them would ya? And DON'T drink it." I glare at him and he nods with a fearful look in his eyes. "Yeah here that Yeager, I just got permission to kick your ass~!" He boasts with a smirk. I shake my head and walk out of the room kick the door closed with my foot. I walk up to my room and open the door. The room is spotless not a single thing out of place or dirty. I can see my reflection; well some version of it in the polished wooden floor. I grab a white button up long sleeve shirt and a pair of the basically skin tight pants of our uniform except black. I head to the bathroom and take a shower; getting out I wrap a towel around my waist and start to dry my hair with another. I keep it on my head slightly and get dressed slipping my boxers on then the rest of my clothes not bothering to button my shirt up. I walk into my room and sit down on the side of my bed. "I need something to drink." I mumble to myself and get up knowing everyone will be asleep at this hour. I walk out of my room and close the door quietly; I pad down the halls quietly my towel still half way on my head drying my somewhat wet hair. I enter the kitchen and get a glass, pouring my self some water. I put the towel around my neck and notice my still untucked and unbuttoned shirt. Oh well. I hear something behind me towards the table. I swirl around to see Eren sitting there with his arms crossed on the table, his head laying on top of them. He rolls his head to the side to look at me then he stands up wobbly. His cheeks are a little pink and I see a glass similar to the one I drank from earlier by him. Damn it he's probably drunk... "Heichou~!" Eren says shocked in a slurred tone. He is drunk but it is sort of funny. Oh shit my shirt is open; I see Eren's eyes raking down my body and shiver slightly. "Eren are you drunk?" I ask, shit I used his first name oh well like I give a shit. "Maybe~." He says in a suggestive tone. He is kinda cute drunk, well for a shitty brat. "Hanji gave me scotch...It *hic* was yummy." He says getting up with the half full glass and walking over to me almost tumbling over. I catch him and he hands me the glass. I look at him confused but he steps away from me and leans on a chair. "I saw yo- *hic* you sip some earlier *hic* no one else could tell but *hic* I I could, you like scotch on the rocks." He says smirking at me, I swish it around in the glass and bring it my lips then notice Eren staring at me. "You need something brat?" I say and glare at him. He just giggles and turns around to head to his room in the basement I guess. Wait, shit he might fall. "Yeager." I say and he stops and turns around. '"I'm going to bed see ya Levi~." He says almost purring my name out. "No come on you can sleep in my room tonight I don't want you to fall and die down the stairs." I say and walk over to him taking a sip of the scotch. "Hmm this is good. Thanks brat; I'm still pissed at shitty four eyes for letting you have alcohol not to mention letting you get drunk. How did Mikasa even let this happen?" I question him standing next to him. Eren wraps an arm around me causing my to freeze and stiffen up. I try and relax some. He has to have some support; he's fucking drunk! I relax and wrap an arm around him, my drink still in my hand. "Come on you; let's get you to my room." I say and he hiccups every once in awhile which I half to admit is extremely cute. "Yeah yeah come on Levi let's go." He says and reaches his other hand over to rest on my other shoulder kind of awkwardly hugging me. We walk to my room and talk partially me picking on him about him being drunk; while I was trying not to freak about him calling me Levi. By the way I think this would be Levi if someone came in. and this is just for you Where we left off~ (Eren drunk) We get to my door and Eren opens it. I walk in and sip my drink again then place it on a coaster on the desk by the door. Eren turns to look at me and runs his hand down my chest. I try my best not to shudder under his touch and just blink slowly at him. He kicks the door closed with his foot then picks me up. "What the hell Yeager?!" I yell quietly. I get out of his hold and he starts stumbling around. "I *hic* was just trying to *hic* help~." He says and looks at me his face a little darker red; heh he's cute when he blushes. No shut up Levi, not this shit again. He stumbles forward and I catch him again. "Come on you shitty brat." I say half heartedly and he tries to move; to no avail. "Dumbass you shouldn't have drank so much; not to mention just none at all." I say and pin him to the wall. "Watch it brat." I say and poke his nose then pick him up. Damned brat. "H-he-h-hey *hic* put me down damn it!" He whines and I just chuckle at him. He gasps and looks down at me scared and shocked. "Shut up." I say and put him on the bed. His shoes are already off and his straps. I take off the cover from his hips and pull the blankets down. I sit on the other side and pick my book up; starting to read it. I have a felling this is going to be the morning or rest of the night. I shake my head and read. Eren rolls over on his side to look at me and some of his hair falls in his face. I bit my lip and keep reading. Next thing I know Eren climbs on top of me. He leans in further and kisses me. I don't know what I'm doing but I close my eyes and kiss back. I break the kiss and Eren sits up; I lean up to kiss him back. I hover there deciding if I should do this or not. I get on his lap and press my face to his; Eren is still blushing which is quite adorable. Eren flips me back down; putting my head on my pillow then runs his hand through my hair. I reach up and pull his face down to mine to kiss him. He gets on top of me; straddling me. I blush lightly and kiss him roughly. Eren gasps and wraps his arms around my neck kissing me back just as roughly. I flip us so that we are on our sides facing each other, never breaking the kiss. "Heichou~." Eren says and I feel my lower regions bulge. "So now you call me that?" I ask and nibble on his lower lip. "Mmmm Levi~." Eren moans out and I reach over and start to unbutton his shirt. He flips over to be back on top of me and runs his hands down my chest causing me to let out a soft moan. Eren lets out a small giggle and I feel my face heat up. ".....Cute....." I mumble at his giggling turning my face away to somehow hide my face. "No you're *hic* damn it.... *hic* you're cute~ *hic*~." Eren says and gets his hiccups back. I flip him over basically sitting on his crotch. I feel a bulge beneath me and smirk at him. "Levi~." Eren whines and pushes on top of me making me laugh, like an actual laugh. Eren smiles at me and laughs too. He slips my shirt off of me and starts to take his over his head.

Chapter one: *MEETING AGAIN It was a new day and the first day of the week. Haru was in his class and they just got an announcement that they would get a new teacher. The last one quit, ‘cause he tried to do something stupid to Haru and ended up in the hospital. Haru was lounging in his chair; his hair is slightly spiky and he has a somewhat bad boy cut. He is a delinquent, but more the kind who will only fight, when someone is hurting something he owns, sort to say. He is a straight A student and good at sports, that’s why he’s well toned, and is handsome. Maybe more beautiful, than handsome. The classroom door opened and the principle came in with a man. Haru looked him over closely and thought he recognized the man, who was about 10 years older than him, give or take a year. The man looked around the room, then wrote his name on the blackboard; Hyate Ren. That was the moment Haru knew for sure, who he was. It was his brother’s best friend, who was one of the few who would allow him to play too, when the older boys would play sports outside. When he was young, Haru had a beautiful girly face and the boys would tease him and make him angry, and girls would crush on him. He lived with both of his parents, till he was 7, and when they got divorced, he lived with his father. His older brother lived with their mom.*Haru gained two sisters; one his age, only a few months younger, by marriage and one, who was born when he was 12. The man was starting to take attendance and froze, when Haru’s name was coming up. He saw the man looking around and eyeing the girliest guy there was in the class. "Hongo Haru" he said and waited for the boy to react. Haru smirked and put his hand up for a sec and said "here". The man looked at him and his eyes widened slightly. Haru didn’t blame him, since he changed a lot over the last 10 years, when he saw the man last. The man looked weirdly at the list, when he saw the next name; "Hongo Mika", his sister by marriage, was in the same class. Class started and the man called Haru forward to answer the question he made on the blackboard. The whole class tensed up and another boy quickly raised his hand, saying he’ll answer, but Haru got up silently. He never listened to the teachers, unless he liked them, because he was a straight A student, who was bored in class and who hates being told what to do. He smirked at the man, as the class looked stunned and wrote the answer on the board, then went back to his seat, lounging in it again. The man looked at the board stunned, "that’s correct". When class was over, Haru headed to the rooftop to waste his time, till his club activities would start. His sister joined him. She had a crush on him since they met and didn’t care their parents were married. She was on his lap resting against him, before she tried to make a move on him; like always. But then the rooftop door opened..*

Status: Incomplete ------------------------------------- Jack is my name. I'm 19 years old, heading to 20 in about a week with no one to celebrate with. Thats right, I live alone with no friends. Just a cat named Sapphy. I yawned from restless sleep, the clock read 8: 34am. I sighed and looked in the mirror at my reflection. "Will I get the job? Or not?" I turned my head to Sapphy who still was half asleep at the foot of the bed. I chuckled and walked over to Sapphy, petting her until she purred. "Sapphy. Do you think I'll get the job?" Sapphy's response was just a simple yawn and stretch. I sighed deeper, truely alone and going nuts without a human person to talk to. I turned on the shower for hot to warm up the water faster. Sapphy waited at the end of the hallway. "Hungry?" I laughed at myself and yawned once more before entering the kitchen. Sapphy meowed and jumped on the counter, swishing her dark grey tail. I set a bowl of dry cat food from Meow Mix on the counter beside her. Then I took a cup of water and heated it in the microwave. When it beeped I placed my tea bag in the steaming water. I sat at the couch and glanced at the time once again before turning on the TV. The time flashed 8: 41m in blue at me. I looked at TV and then down at my tea. "Well, I'm bored. You Sapphy?" I stared at Sapphy as she sat on the end table near me licking herself. Sapphy shook her head and meowed at me. "Your the only one whos keeping me sane, Sapphy." I said as I petted her softly. Now the time flashed 8: 52am at me. "Better get ready Sapphy." I yawned and stretched, turning off the TV.

[TABLE=class: outer_border, width: 200, align: center] [TR] [TD=align: center]SEASONS [/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] CHAPTER 1: SPRING (1) SHOUYA SERIZAWA'S POV I woke up to find myself in a hotel room. At my side is the girl I slept with. I remembered hooking up with the girl named Yuri last night at the goukon together with my male classmates and the girls at T Girls Academy. I was single and she too was, we hit it off and somehow ended up sleeping together. Easy. Well, this too must be love right? I gave Yuri a glance only to be shocked at how plain she actually was. I remembered her standing out the most at the Goukon with her stylish hair, long eyelashes, pinkish cheeks and red lips. It turned out those were all the product of cosmetics and she's just a plain girl after all. Scary. I usually would have left my contact number before leaving which could last us a few weeks or months of dating . But in this case, I should probably retreat without leaving any trace, This just means I fell out of love right? Wait, did I even loved her? Well since we slept together I probably did. But finding out how plain she actually looked is just more trouble than pleasure to me. My friends will probably laugh at me if they knew. It's past four in the morning so I have enough time to go home and take a bath before coming to school. My head's a little dizzy from all the drinks we had. I wished I gave my drinking some slacks since it's school day after all. "Where have you been Shouya?" Well I'm called Shouya Serizawa. And the person asking me where I had been was my mother. "I was at a friend's house. He had a birthday party I didn't realize I slept there." "I see. You should have called. Anyway, I'm quite in a hurry so fix some stuff in the in the kitchen yourself if you want breakfast" "Okay" Mom drove her car as she left home. People may think I have understanding parents but the truth is, they are so busy with their jobs and lovers to care. We're quite well off, but for some reason, my family is so distant with each other. Did my family love each other? Do I love them? I probably do. "Hey Shouya! How was it? You did her didn't you. Man, you always get the best girl. I'm not going to invite you to a goukon ever again" Akihiko Sugiyama came to me the next moment I entered the room. He's a good friend of mine and we did a lot of stuff this past two years. Actually I feel better hanging out with him than with those girls I go out with. Is this love? Impossible. Man can never love another man so I never give this thought any further thinking. ".. Please don't make me remember Aki. She's actually a plain ass when I saw her this morning!" "For real? Darn dude. This cosmetic stuff is sure scary. You could never tell what's behind. Was she any good?" "Want to find out? You'll probably see her at the hotel if she's stil sleeping." "Err... Not after you told me she's a faker. Serves you right!" Aki grinned. When he does, his eyes gets smaller and his lips widened showing his teeth. I don't know why, but whenever he does it, feel somehow nervous like my heart would start beating fast. I don't have heart problems. I wonder what is this. "So, how was your girl?" "Rumi-chan? She's the best! Man, you just don't know how good she was. Heaven dude, heaven! She sent my bullet train straight to heaven dude!!" "That's enough guys. Class is starting" The homeroom teacher Takeda-sensei said as he started to do the roll call. We turned our heads to the teacher as he called our names. Sensei looks cool with his glasses on. I always stare at him like everyone when he does his lecture. I wonder if I'm admiring his good looks too much. Well, I'm a looker myself so it shouldn't be a problem. "Serizawa!!" "Present!" Class always started like that. I always stare at sensei as he lectures us. Of course I participate to the class discussion whenever I could. It just felt wrong to be staring at sensei without listening to what he says. "That's all for today" Classes ended for the day. I wanted to go home to catch up some sleep. But the sooner Aki and the gang gathered. My sleepiness slowly faded away until it was forgotten. I love this kind of moment. We would gather and tell our stories from the goukon. "Shouya! I heard from Aki you got a bad day?" Gouki asked. "Don't ask what you know Gou. I bet you just want to show off. Didn't you hook up with the cute girl... Manami-chan?" "Hehe!! You got me. But the girl is a freaking maso. She want to do it blindfolded and she kept asking me to spank her. Well that was better!" Gou is not much of a looker but he's tall and athletic. For some reasons I keep glancing at those firm muscles he loves to show off. I guess I wanted those for myself since I'm pretty slim. But is that all? I never thought deeper. "Manami is a freaking expert!!! She blows so good I came so fast!!" "Sucks Gou you always comes so fast we all know that!" Katou said with a wide grin. He's the cool guy in the gang. He gives off similar vibes with Takeda-sensei. He looks cooler the more serious he is. But he's seldom serious. "Picking a fight Katou? Why don't you blow me and see for yourself if I comes too fast .. huh!?" "That's gross man! Don't turn homo on us after doing your girl!" Aki said as he did that grin again. "Yeah. That's too gross. I'm too manly for that! Why don't you ask Shouya instead. This guy is just like a girl! I wonder how he gets all his chicks" Huh? I blushed but I don't know why. The idea of blowing Gou came to my mind. I'm not gay since I don't do it with guys so I shouldn't be thinking such things. "Gross man. It's because you people talk stuff like this that chicks stay away from you" I said as I stood up. I wanted to ran away. I'm having a hard on and the last thing I want them to find out is this. Wait... why am I even having a hard on? And why do I want to keep this from them? I wanted to ask myself, but I never had the courage to do so. "Whatever man. I want to piss off. I expect you're done with this thing when I'm back" I calmly left the room as I walked straight to the restroom. AKIHIKO SUGIYAMA'S POV "Don't you think Shouya's a bit weird?" Gou asked us with a suspecting look on his face. I've known Shouya for more than two years. I don't really know him that much so he's quite mysterious to me. He doesn't show much expression and he always kept his poker face. "I know. But so are you and Katou" "You're far more weird than me you know?" "But seriously. I think Shouya's a bit weird. I know he do a lot of girl, but it doesn't actually look like he's into them even if he says so" Gou said as he looked around. He must be looking out if Shouya's around. "And I know he's been stealing glances at me and Aki in some weird way. And before he went didn't he looked surprised when Katou mentioned Shouya blowing me he sorta turned red." "Do you think he's gay?" Katou asked. "Hey guys. Aren't you getting too much into this gay thing? We probably should stop this right now. Shouya's not going to be happy if he hears us." I said. It just felt wrong for them to be talking to Shouya like this when he's not even here. We're friends aren't we. Gay or not, Shouya's a friend. There shouldn't be any problem as long as he don't make a move on me. "C'mon man. Then here's a bet. Ask him to blow you. If he takes the bet, you treat us lunch. If not we won't speak any of this again, and I'll let you borrow the uncensored CD you wanted" "For real?" It's not like Shouya's gay right? It's just the usual little game. And I've been wanting to get a hold of Maki Sonomura's uncensored AVs. "For real!" "Game.. Wait here, I'm going to him" SHOUYA SERIZAWA'S POV I went to the rest room but not to take a piss, but to calm down this thing. I went inside the toilet and started masturbating. Well, I think this is a natural thing to do when you get a hard-on, but the circumstances I'm doing this is not. This is not the first time I masturbated but this is the first time I'm doing this to calm this thing down with the thought of blowing Gou in mind. This is so wrong! Gou is friend, and he's a guy. Something's wrong with me! And it didn't end with that. I thought of kissing him, licking him and letting him do me as I came. "What the heck am I doing?" I went out, confused as I washed and wiped myself clean. I met Aki in the hallways who seemed to look weird. He came to me nervously. I was about to ask what's wrong when he whispered. "Wanna blow me?" I was glad this happened after I released myself. The thing down there is calm and I can think more rationally. Aki won't be asking me such things under normal circumstances. This must be a little game they did. It seems their blowing conversation has led to this. "Instead of that, why don't I just castrate you? You seem to have a problem down there. Let me help you get rid of it" My voice was a little too loud so some people actually heard me. I can hear laughter near us and when I turned my head I saw Katou and Gou laughing their ass out. "Did you hear that? That was the best thing I heard today..." Gouki said as he laughed. "Having fun with your little game?" I asked as we walked to them. For now, I need to go with the flow. But I can feel it. something is wrong with me.

Title: The Stained men's uncorrupted fate. Status: In Progress Summary: There begins a sweet yet twisted love story. Warnings: Angst, Love between boys involving religion themes, Rape. If you are offended by these subjects please don’t go any further. - The greatest ironies of life: having the right person at the wrong time, having the wrong person when the time is right, and finding out that you love someone after that person walks out of your sight. - The pure almost tasteless lipid liquid splashed over the abstruse aged wooden raft; On top of the not broken part of the boat, was a man of an exquisite ravishing appearance. The clear breeze air spiteful hit his fair skin like a thousand of needles; however the beautiful man didn't seem to be upset, the hot and over humid weather didn't disturb him, in fact he didn't even care. The sharp blow was evidence enough that soon it would be night. He should start preparing to go back to the island. Taking advantage of the wind, he unfurled sheets once it restarted its blowing. The strong zephyr was known by everybody of the village and wasn't an uncommon occurrence some amateur swimmers of inexperienced fishermen die after staying for too long. The dangerous time was precisely some minutes before the sunset. When the wind movement’s increased, it affected the sea, which its tide became wildly indomitable. The search for the bodies, showed fruitless. Any hope to retrieve the lost men was cruelly crushed. But this didn't scare the island's habitant’s; after that, the people nonchalantly resumed their everyday life as if nothing had happened. “Hey Jean!!” The huge handsome said as waved in his middle sized boat. "Hey, how are you doing Patrick?" Jean answered back with a shining smile. Patrick couldn't help but smile back, a tiny trace of embarrassment slowly displaying on his face. “So our date is still up right?" Jean could easily see the pretentious exhibition of affection on his colleague’s face, it was obvious that Patrick liked him, in very different way that friends usually did. And he was so easy to read...that was what Jean liked about him. This cute demonstration of honesty in front of people was an attribute that he didn't own. "I'm getting back, don't stay for too long! It’s almost time to come back! “He exclaimed as turned his boat back into the known island. "Okay, no worries!” In fact he wasn't worried at all, they were near to the harbor anyway, there’s no need for all this anxiety, but again, it was Patrick's charm. Displaying an alluring smile he thought. As a proud fisherman he wouldn't go back before counting his today's income. As he started, a strange uproar was heard. Before he could do anything, a swing of cold air swept through his brown hair, followed by a colossal wave. He didn't have time to act before was brutally carried by the sea. ................................................................. As falling in the deepest bottom of sea he still could detect the remaining sun's gleam, as his consciousness, was gradually disappearing. Random fragmented memory pieces took over his senses. "YOU KILLED THEM!!” The middle aged woman pointed with her slightly harmed finger. “MURDERER…YOU DESTROYED OUR FAMILY!” She that once was a graceful refined woman now was in her knees, in her torn dress there were so much mud as much as there was on her face. Trembling before the good-looking man, she with some trouble, managed to pronounce. “DON'T DARE TO DENY THAT FACT- SINFUL …YOUNG MAN!!" Her tears started to flow from that once beautiful light colored eyes. ..... "Love ain't nothing more than sex misspelled" As triumphantly spoke, the frail little boy sarcastically smirked. His yellowish short wet hair was still dropping. The dirty nauseating water still hadn’t dried, if it wasn’t washed soon, it would surely spoil his beautiful naively colored hair. Probably judging by the boy’s current manner he would deliberately leave it like that, purposely to infuriate even more the man. While most boys would lower their heads before the authority reprimanding them, he did otherwise, arrogantly yet nobly openly staring his elder. Observing the scene, a tiny almost imperceptible spark of admiration sprouted in the heart of a much younger Agnes. ..... "My beautiful...I’m sure you will grow to be a very important figure." The charming man declared as delicately pressed his thumb against the teenager’s chin, keeping his face slightly up. “You are special, Agnes.” His transcendent skin seems to spark together with the glittering inner church mosaics. It was almost immoral the way it appeared in his slightly opened robe, but somehow it seems so stainless...clearly....immaculate. "Bishop...." The youngster whispered. As leaned his face on the man's hand. In the man's face he detected the same thing that appeared on his eyes. It was...longing.... ..... “Why do you care?” The blonde haired man furiously interrogated. “Their approval is that important to you?!” Exclaimed the fuming enraged man as his big hands constricted the other male movements. “This society morals limits are too narrow! Who they thing they are to dictate what’s right and wrong?!” His slim fingers swung around the compressed body against the wall, slowly stopping by his neck. “Conventionality is not morality Agnes!” His clutches ferociously bounding his companion’s throat. The green eyed male was striving to not suffocate, at this rate, he would soon pass out. Glancing at his friend’s daunting outraged face the taller man gently relieved his grasp, although still grabbing his collar. “Fear….is the mother of morality…think about that.” He uttered as abruptly shoved the man on the floor. ……… "I don’t understand you.” “If it was me, I would gladly take it by force.” The unconcerned man smoothly approached as made his carefree statement. “Why do you hold yourself back? Think how wonderful it would be…if he was yours….” His eyes glowed in a dazzling brightness like the appearance of the sun’s rays in a sunny morning. He slowly closed the distance between their faces, putting his arms around his comrade’s shoulders. His eyes still clear as the most lipid lake, the devil whispered as licked his earlobe. “Just do it.” ……. "You are dirty child that never should have been born. Don't dare to ever forget it." The lovely melody stopped. All guests of the fancy party stared at the terrifying looking man. The owner of the banquet pierced the poor boy with a growing chilling glare. "Get out of my sight.” ....... “I love you...Agnes....” He was placed beneath a huge sized raven haired man. Despite his great stature the man was sobbing like a little girl, as if was begging for comfort. “Even…if… you hate me...still better than solely forgetting about me.” He muttered. ….But it was…as if he was talking more to himself than to the male under him. “Don't even dare….to leave me behind….” The pitiful murmur echoed on his ears. “Don’t….forgive me. Despise me. Hate me with all your forces.” No. Please don't look me with such eyes. Please. ...................................... "Jean!!! Wake up!! “An alarmed voiced shouted. "Hmfffmm?" grunted the almost unconscious man. "He is alive!!! Oh my god, It’s a miracle!! Thank you so much Sir!! What's your name again?" A relieved Patrick said as displayed his most sincere smile. "......." "Patrick!!" A village girl shouted while running into their direction. “We called the Doc.; he is arriving in a few minutes!" " Really ?" Patrick went to the girl and began his fast paced talking. A huge man kept silently staring at the laid down Jean. He carefully placed his slim fingers on Jean's mouth as displayed a bright enticing smile. Jean’s eyes fluttered. He could almost distinguish the foreign act as a gentle gesture. Oh...how wrong he was. "...Long time no see....Agnes." A familiar voice…cold as ice was heard. -End of The Prologue-

Forgotten Love Status: In Progress Warning: This story contains explicit sexual situations, violence therefore have been categorized as +18. You've been warned! Declaimer: This is an original fiction, therefore the characters were created by me. Summary: after 5 years Satoru and Misaki meet again but what are Satoru's real intentions towards Misaki. What will happend between them? characters: Misaki and Satoru In white: Misaki Age: 20 Height: 1,75 In black: Satoru Age: 24 Height: 1,87 In a small town, lived a boy named Misaki, he didn't have any friends, and after his parents died he became to depressed to make friends. Misaki tried to live alone but it was difficult because he was still young. He couldn't find a way to survive by himself. That’s when he meet Satoru, he lived next to him. They never talked to each other but the night that Misaki’s parent’s died Satoru was the one who comforted him. But the next day, Satoru moved away without telling anything to Misaki and they haven't seen each other since then. Five years later, when Misaki was on his way to college, a group of gangsters came out of nowhere and punched Misaki’s face, forcing him to hit the wall behind him. He tried to fight back but it’s no use, suddenly a blond haired guy comes from nowhere and helps Misaki and he said "How dare you hurting some innocent person, I will make you pay for this" He fought the whole gang and they ran away, leaving Misaki alone with the blond haired guy. "Thanks for helping me… but you didn't have to do that. They will come back to get revenge" Misaki tried to get up when suddenly he loses his consciousness and fell on the floor. He was in really bad shape he had wounds on his face, chest and his arms. The guy felt bad for him and took him to his house and took care of Misaki. Meanwhile in the Satoru's house.. Satoru layed Misaki on the bed and started to take care of his injuries, he stayed by Misaki's side until he woke up. A few minutes later Misaki began to regain his consciousness "Where am i?... What happend" "Oh you're finally awake, how are you feeling?" Satoru started to give a small gaze to Misaki and he notice that, Misaki has a bad feeling about what's going to happen. Misaki tries to leave the room but Satoru locked the door and he grab Misaki's arm and pulls him into the bed, slowly cares his hair while looking to his eyes, Satoru starts to take off Misaki's shirt gently but Misaki tries to escape from Satoru's hands. "Please let me go! let me go!!" "So you don't remember me Misaki?" Misaki was confused, he didn't know what he was talking about, Satoru explained about what happend 5 years ago and he also tells him the reason that he have to moved away and that is because he's parents wanted him to study out of the country. Misaki didn't know to react in that situation, he couldn't believe that the guy in front of him is the boy that helped him back then. "Why?...why didn't you tell me that? Don't you know how lonely i felt...since you've been away i was caught in fights at my new school even now.." "How could you leave me alone like that?" Misaki cried for a little bit, Satoru had no idea how he was been trough all this time by himself, Satoru hold Misaki close to him feeling guilty...

Fuck On My Grave Status: Complete, One-Shot Warning: This story is not for those with weak stomach. This story contains rape, violence and horror, therefore have been categorized as +18. You've been warned! Declaimer: This is an original fic, therefore all characters are fictional and were created by me. ______________________________________ In an isolated part of a small town, lies a cemetery. Many rumors about the piece of land have reached the ears of some passersby, and the people tell stories of scary monsters appearing at night. The caretaker of the place is said to be an old man, small due to his long centuries of age, with wrinkled skin and big droopy eyes. He is said to have the longest white beard and the foulest of humors. One woman once said, she saw him when she visited her parents’ grave, and that the small man shooed her out of the place rudely. She told that his nose was so big that Pinocchio’s was nothing compared to it, and that his teeth were so yellow that it looked as if he hadn’t brushed them in ages. Not many are the unlucky ones who have encountered him, but the town folks to scare children away from the cemetery use many stories about his scary presence. With that being said, there are people who still dared go to visit their family graves. _____________________________ Ai; barely a second year high school student, was on his way to the cemetery. He was driving his old car through the rocky path like he did every summer at the anniversary of his parents’ death. Roughly three years ago, he lost his parents to a car accident in which he was also involved. Luckily, he survived, but his parents didn’t run with the same luck. At that time, a brave firefighter took him out from under the car before this one exploded, therefore saving his life. This same man took him under his wing and adopted him as his son. It turned out, the firefighter had been friends with his father and so, and he promised to take care of Ai. In a sense he had been lucky. He had been a good son to the man. He tried his best to get along with his sons, both around the same age as him. Unfortunately, one of them had gone missing two days ago and nobody knows anything of him. As for school, he kept going every day, although waking up and remembering his parents were gone wasn’t easy. He tried his best to keep up with his grades knowing that was what their parents would want of him, and all in all, he was a good boy who had been forced to mature due to the harsh circumstances of his life. The teen stopped the car at the entrance to the cemetery. The place had always given him the creeps. The entrance was a huge gothic door that was broken down and barely hanging, and everything around him was trees and complete silence. Nobody dared come close to the cemetery unless they had to see a friend or family, and the area was completely empty of humans, except for the old man who was said to live deep within the cemetery. Ai ignored the warning signs his body tried to give him and walked inside like he had every other year. Crows cried as he disturbed the peace of the place with his soft steps, and branches broke under his feet as he searched for the grave of his parents. He knew the exact location of the grave, and reached it in no time. The grave had been placed right in the center of the cemetery, surrounded by other graves. The stone was dirty with dust and the flowers he had placed there last year were already withering. He had restrained himself from visiting till now because he didn’t want to be reminded of the day they died, he thought he wouldn’t be able to handle it. Carefully, he changed the flowers for new ones and knelt down to pray. He maintained a silent conversation with his parents, telling them about all he had been up to the past year. Like that, he spent three long hours in silence. Tears were falling down his rosy cheeks by the time night fell upon him. He had forgotten about the time, for he had been too lost in thought. The boy quickly wiped his tears away, his white pearly teeth pressed against his full bottom lip as he attempted to regain his composure. He wouldn’t dare cry in front of anyone, just in front of his parents would he let out his feelings. After his parents’ funeral, he had become poker faced, his eyes dulled with no emotions in them. His adoptive parents worried about him, but the kind couple knew there was nothing more they could do for the boy, so they let him dive into his own pain hoping time would heal it. Ai turned to leave when he saw something move fast in front of him. He blinked, and glanced to the front again. A strong growl echoed through the cemetery then, and the sound of branches breaking reached his ear. His heart was pounding hard with adrenaline as he prepared to run unconsciously. The steps came closer, now sounding stronger, and he dared to look back. His eyes widen in fear as he watched a 6’4 feet tall man approached him. His eyes were bearing into the boy’s back, but they saw nothing, and part of the flesh of his face had been ripped showing his boney structure. His skin was slightly bluish and pale, almost grey, and he was bare footed. His clothes were torn, and his legs were hairy, just as his arms. His nails were broken, the flesh no longer covering them, and he was missing the first two teeth. As the stranger came face to face with him, the creature growled loudly, his horrible breath hovering on the boy’s face. Ai quickly ran away as fast as he could, but it was too late, he was already surrounded. A beautiful full moon was high in the sky, its light illuminating the dead men surrounding the innocent boy. There were more than five of them, and more kept on appearing. Ai ran as fast as he could, but two hands wrapped around his ankles and tripped him. The boy fell on his face, scratching the flawless skin and beautiful features. Someone gripped his arm and roughly turned him around, and he was faced once again with the huge zombie. The creature growled at him again as he struggled to free himself from the grip. He kicked the zombie’s face and crawled away, but another zombie grabbed his shiny black hair and pulled him back roughly, soft strands falling on the ground. The boy watched crying as four zombies held him down by his limbs, as the bigger one groped around his delicate body. A loud growl reached his ears and he turned to see another zombie approaching. This one looked much more humane, his shiny blonde hair was still there, and he still had all body pieces there. Unlike the others he was missing one of his blue eyes but his skin remained there, however it was slowly turning greyish as well. Ai’s eyes widen as he recognized the face, it was the son of his “father” who had gone missing two days ago! He cried out for help, but his relieve changed to pain and despair as he realized his “brother” was now another one of these mindless monster. The other zombies growled and pushed the newbie away as the big one engaged into a fight with him. Both were about the same height, but his “brother” was stronger, and finally won the fight. Ai shook his head as he met the emotionless hungry eyes of his dead “brother” and more tears left his eyes. “No! NO! Let me go!” The boy shouted erratic, and kept on struggling. One of the zombies punched him across the face brutally, his fist making contact with the soft skin with force sending one of the teeth flying. Ai’s coughed and spit blood, before his eyes closed and he went unconscious. He pleads for help as darkness finally took over. ______________________________ Pain erupted through Ai’s body, and his eyes opened quickly. He glanced down to find himself fully naked, and one hungry zombie was biting harshly into his flesh. The sharp teeth of the beast penetrated his skin and pulled, cold-bloodedly attempting to take a chew of the tasty skin. There were other zombies biting on his arms, thighs, and chest hungrily, and he screamed in horror. His “brother” joined the other zombies, and Ai trembled in fear. His eyes widen, as the other teen took out a massive erection while the other zombies held Ai’s legs high in understanding. Ai gave one last struggle and attempted to kick the zombies off, but one of them broke his leg, and the other, and he thought he would pass out from the horrible pain. Finally having no will left, he succumbed to his fate. The blonde zombie got onto his knees growling, and roughly grabbed Ai’s hips. He pulled the boy against him, so that his lower back was pressing against his thighs and positioned his monstrous member against the boy’s entrance. The huge head poked Ai’s rosy virginity, and this one spread widely as the wide 7 inches around head pushed inside forcefully. The boy threw his head back in massive pain and cried feeling the walls inside of him scarred by the weapon of the zombie. The zombie groaned impatiently as the boy's tight hole wouldn’t allow him inside and he pushed harder forcing his way abruptly inside. The poor hole bled, crimson red liquid falling onto the ground as the long length pushed inside little by little. Another zombie growled, clearly excited by the side of his companion entering the boy. This one was dirty and much less handsome; his dick was smaller than the blonde’s but not any less harmful. He gripped the boy’s head roughly and introduced his disgusting weapon into the boy mouth. Ai looked away in refusal, and the zombie punches his nose in anger breaking the bone. The boy cried out and the zombie took the chance to force his way into his mouth. The poor teen cried as the massive cock moved down his throat and back out hard, making the soft skin inside sore from the lack of space. “NNN!” The creature growled loudly as he positioned himself hovering over Ai’s face, and thrust his smelly member against the soft wet mouth over and over again. The actions caused the other zombies to get aroused as well. One of the zombies grabbed the boy’s hand, two of the elegant fingers were already broken, and forced Ai to jerk him off. The boy cried and cried, as his eyes settled on his parents’ grave beside them. The zombies ruined the flowers he had changed that morning, and the grave was breaking. Ai’s closed his eyes wishing this was a nightmare, but one raw thrust from the blonde zombie brought him back to his senses. He screamed in pain once again, his voice muffled this time by the thick flesh in his mouth, but the action only excited the zombie as this one began to thrust repeatedly against the wet hole. His dick now slid easily in and out of the small body, the young boy’s own blood serving as lubrication. Another zombie found delicacy in sucking Ai’s cock, which reluctantly and despite his owner’s disgust was starting to harden. More zombies were approaching the group and touching Ai all over. Rough fingers pulled and tug at the hardened nipples as pointy teeth nibble on them hungrily. There wasn’t a single part of the teen’s body that hadn’t been abused by the group of dead men. Suddenly, the blonde beast turned him to one side, despite the protests coming from the other zombies. His hips began to move once again, this time faster and much easier, robbing the boy of the last bit of virginity left inside of him. Ai’s felt the huge cock penetrate him so deep he thought the head was going to enter his stomach, and the pain was immense despite the lesser obstacles. A few moments later, the zombie finally released his load inside the boy’s body. Yellowish slimy liquid filled Ai’s body from behind, and more fluids filled his mouth as the other zombie reached climax as well. This brought down his last defense as he was forced to swallow every bit of it. Completely broken down, Ai waited in hopelessness for someone to help him as more zombies took over his mouth and ass repeating the cycle all night long. ____________________________________ When morning arrived, Ai thought himself dead, and wished he was. His body was covered in bruises, parts of his once flawless skin were missing, and he was dirty was inside and outside. Trails of semen were all over his body, on his chest, between his legs and on his face; even his hair was sticky with the white liquid. The sunlight hit his broken body gently, pitying him, as he lay there unable to move. He heard steps, but this time he didn’t turned his face to see whom it was for he no longer cared. His blurry vision made the figure of a small man hovering over him. He thought the man was smiling, but when his vision finally cleared, there was no one there. The sound of people running finally reached his ears, and he thought he would cry again as he recognized the voice of the kind couple calling out to him. The two gasped when they saw the state Ai was in, and quickly helped him. The firefighter carefully lifted the boy’s body and carried him back to the car, all the while not daring to ask any questions. As the family entered the car, the sound of a body falling onto the ground reached their ears. Ai’s eyes widen and he shook his head and covered his mouth as to not scream. The firefighter quickly went to check on his wife and he was surprised to find her missing her head. Before he could say or do anything, someone hit him from behind with a shovel, and his body fell forward and onto the ground. Inside the car, Ai watched traumatized as a midget man killed his adoptive parents. The man turned his head like a mad man, his eyes staring directly into the boy’s and a smirk spread across his lips. “Seems like another long night of work for me hehehe” The man almost sang as he approached the car, dragging the two bodies along the ground. “NOOOOOOOOOOOO!” ~END~ ____________________________________ Ok, so that was it, I hope nobody got too disgusted by it xDD

TITLE ► Inochi Darou Ga. STATUS ► Completed TYPE ► Oneshot (PROLOGUE) WARNING ► Angst, Psychological AUTHOR NOTE ► Hm. I am getting older in two days, kinda. I suppose I always feel the need to 'create' something before I turn the new-age-page. Whenever I've written before, I'd always put a bit of my personality in my characters. This time I decided to write a short story where the lead is actually - myself. Enjoy. SUMMARY ► "...The story writes itself, I am just a typist." I suppose once you turn at certain age, you have 'certain things' you understand and some you don't. I am twenty-two-years old, and I know two things about myself. I like silence, and humans is what I dislike. Never really was curious about people's personal lives, nor I wanted to get close to them. If there was a syndrome of solitude, I'd rather call it 'the syndrome of the tormented one' - or is there such? A rather tall young male entered, at first sight, in a messy cabinet. However, the way he scrolled around the room seemed he could manage in the chaos. Even though there were huge piles of papers on the desk, he knew exactly where the desired papers were placed. With a smooth reach he pulled the documents off the pile, keeping its balance untouched. The free hand reached up though to massage the bridge of his nose - the usual headache. His fine brows formed small curves, expressing his discomfort. Without giving it a second though, he found his way to sit down the chair, behind the messy desk. His eyes dulled into the disorder around the room and returned back onto the papers in hand. They say disorder on work place means disorder in heart. I wonder what that has to do with the life organ. A sigh escaped him and his back leaned against the chair. Perfectly neat people suffer discontent with their current life. If 'order before strangers' is what they call 'the ease of heart', whoever said that must be some nine-tail-fox hypocrite. With his attention glued to the papers, the male got lost in between the lines. SHIRA MUNEKAWA Salutations Mr. Nishida, I am Satamoto Kirima from the crime department in LMR. We are currently in need of a professional crime psychologist, to help us with a certain case. Below I will explain all you have to know in brief, I will also attach the culprit's profile review made by our psychologist. However, none of them were able to complete the order given from our higher administration. We do know you don't work under contracts and you are free to choose your cases, however, we assure you the reward will be satisfying. ----- The subject has been arrested under codex 14:3, for breaking the law and committing a series of very serious crimes. The subject has confessed guilty however refuses to state where the body of his last victim is. The case is currently reviewed by the higher administration of the local court, but as stated we need the help of a professional. Our request is to have a few sessions with Mr. Shira Munekawa under the watch of our agents. We will assure your safety as it comes first. You can review his profile and email us on the pointed address. Respectfully, Satamoto Kirima His eyes returned on a certain line and he paused his gaze, face features though spoke of nothing but blankness. "All you have to know", huh. So I suppose there are things I have to know not. He threw the papers on the desk and a sigh escaped him once again. The young brown-haired male didn't even bother to review the profile attached to the letter. His eyes dulled again into the space, nothing in particular. An abrupt raise, he walked up to the wall where his calendar was hanging. He tore the March sheet and let it placed on the small table next his left. Right. We are July already. His forehead leaned tiredly against the calendar smooth paper, the cold surface felt good against his, tortured by headache, forehead. As he just closed his eyelids, the door was opened suddenly. - Mr. Nishida, you have a gue-... - the secretary paused, seeing her boss in another weird doing. She was getting used to it, but never she could keep up with Nishida's randomness. She saw him sleeping on the windowsill once. That time she thought he was about to commit a suicide, but the male seemed to love sleeping on most impossible places. - You have a guest, sir. - she repeated. The brown haired male slid eyes open and retreated from the wall. - Let me guess. From the crime department. She got briefly lost but then nodded, - Yes, sir. - Let them in. Faster than I thought. I guess this is what Roosevelt would call 'determination'. Once he found his lighter in the desk's drawer full with empty ones, his eyes rose to welcome the guest. - Thank you for the hard work, Mr. Nishida. - Likewise. Mind if I smoke? - No, go ahead. - the male in a neat suit found his way to the chair located right in front of Nishida's desk. As the brown-haired male lowered his gaze to light the cancer stick, two facts engraved in his mind. Neat but yet didn't bother to tie his necktie correctly - or he can't. Might be because single. - So, Mr. Nishida. I suppose you have read the papers we sent you two days ago. - ...Yes..- made he a short pause - ...and no. - ..Excuse me? - the male didn't get if it were a joke or not. - I read the beginning, more exactly. - You haven't reviewed his profile? - Is it a must? - Nishida exhaled calmly as rose his gaze and fixated it on the other male. - In general, yes. - I don't read other authors' works, if I want to write a new piece of mine. - he got off the chair, to make a turn and gaze outside the window, - The chances of unconsciously duplicating the plot are high. - I understand. However, the profile is something you should read, so you are prepared for the case. - I never stated I'll take on the case. - another exhaled spiral left his lips, the headache was enough to put him in a bad mood. - I understand. However, our department stated we are ready to pay you-.. - Say, how long have you worked in crime department? - Nishida cut off the male and made a spin on his heel. - ...What this has to do with the case, sir? - As you can see, I am young. I am pretty sure you already have read my profile as well. You think the usual procedure will work, once money are involved. I said it before, what you read is not always what you should take for truth. How long have you worked in LMR? - Two years and half, sir. - That makes you around twenty-eight-years old. Not bad, you've made it far up until now. With a startled look, the male couldn't even stutter a word but the question was obvious. - This is my usual procedure, and it seems it works on you. You wonder how I darted? It's a simple mathematical question. - with his back leaning against the window side, he dulled his gaze into the male - Now I took the lead, do you think you can manipulate me into your affairs and make me take upon the case? - ...Fair enough. If that was all, I will take my leave. - seemingly annoyed the male rose from his seat and headed for the exit. While Nishida simply stared, his only parting words sounded amused. - But I never stated I wouldn't take on the case. The neat male turned around, with a frown to find an amused grin on Nishida's face. - Seems the profile missed some important points when it comes to your personality, Mr. Nishida. - Seems so. - I will let the administration know. Once the other left, Nishida put the cigar out and swallowed the bitterness down. This is what the world came to. Unjustified or justified, we are enslaved by money. And freedom is just an obscured idiom used in cases where hope is dead. Determination to break free, ends up with being broken. I wonder what mad mind was broken by the system now. Shira Munekawa, huh.

Status: Incomplete Summary: A collection of the secrets of a certain writer as he progresses with his possible romance relationships, friendships, and stories. Prologue The club was full of people, loud noises and different conversations filling the air accompanied by laughter and dirty talking. I leaned against the wall calmly, my eyes following one single individual who I spotted very far away from the commotion. He sat at one corner, elegantly holding his glass of liquor and a single cigarette who was about to burn away. His lips parted slightly and he lowered the cigar slowly, his eyes watching over the crow cautiously. Once again, his lips pressed against the thin glass of liquor he was holding and he swallowed. My eyes followed the way the liquid moved down his thin throat and disappeared. I watched intensely the exposed flesh for a moment and then ripped my gaze away only to meet his eyes. I stared into the deep and beautiful pools for the longest of times, till he abruptly pulled away to speak with someone. I continued on staring at him, the way his lips moved and curled into the sly smile I knew so well. He laughed and I wished he was laughing with me. Sick... The thought crossed my mind many times, but my eyes refused to pull away from the sight in front of me. Every inch of my body understood my desire to hold him, and craved for it, but rejection was definite. The thought made my heart sink, and think of the many times I've been unintentionally hurt by his blunt words, and it sunk further. My eyes teared away forcefully from the sight of him, and I forced myself to find entertainment in the random conversations around me, but my mind was clouded by his presence. My heart was beating faster and faster as I concentrated on the lyrics of the song playing. "I wanna love you but i better not touch, I wanna hold you but my senses tell me to stop, I wanna kiss you but I wanted too much....Your poison, your poison running through my veins" The lyrics echoed through my mind, every word making my body shudder with need. My eyes searched for the center of my obsession and settle on the empty chair at the far corner. I quickly looked around the room to find him flirting with a familiar face, and that was when all my senses clouded and something inside me snapped. My eyes settled on the couple and I was practically raging. I wonder if those around me noticed because they kept their distance. My feet dragged me through the crowd of people till I was facing him. His eyes settle on my face with a questioning look and my eyes widen in surprised. My throat tighten and I was speechless, all I could do was stare. Once again, he ignored me and continued talking with the others. My hand settled on his shoulder and he glanced at me once again annoyed. I swallowed with difficulty, a soft blush threatening to spread across my cheeks but I tried to keep a calm expression as I spoke. "Care for a drink?" I offered, only to notice that I chose the worst possible pick up line ever. The corners of his inviting lips turned up into another one of his famous smirks, and my whole body felt weak and pathetic. "I don't drink with strangers" He replied and everything around me shattered, deep inside something cracked as well. I had known the answer before it left his perfect lips, but some part of me was still hoping he would say otherwise. I watched him turn around, back to his drink, his cigarettes and his friends, and felt completely left out. My hands formed fists, and my teeth clenched tightly. Before I could even think about my actions, one hand was already gripping his arm and pulling him with me through the crowd. He protested but I couldn't hear him, and my grips tighten on his arm. I dont know where that sudden strength came from, he was stronger and fiercer than I was, but at that moment my need had given me enough power to take him with me. I dragged him to the darkest and farthest corner of the club, avoiding the crowd of people always following him around. I locked the door and kept the noisy people outside, tonight I wanted him for myself, wanted him to look at me and no one else. I turned around to find him glaring at me slightly annoyed, standing in the middle of the room and tapping his finger against his opposite arm. His lips parted to speak and I could have swore he threatened me, but I did not cared enough to hear his words. Our distance shortened and I watched him prepared to snap me in half. My hands reached toward his hands then, and gripping his wrists i pressed him against the hard wall behind us. It took every ounce of strength in my body to hold him from getting away, but it finally happened, my lips were pressing against his, moving forcefully through the thin line formed by his. My mouth moved against his greedily, my lips sucking at his already reddened soft lips trying to incite a response, but as stubborn as he was, nothing left his mouth. My knee then slipped between his legs causing a gasp to escape him, and I took my chance to force my way into his sweet cavern. My heart fluttered and I kissed him deeply yearning for his sweet taste. Reality was much better than what I've been imagining every night when I masturbated with him in mind. My lips sucked and pulled needy at his, while my tongue brushed against his gums, teeth and cheeks exploring every part of the place I wouldn't get to kiss again. Finally, my wet organ brushed against his, despite his attempt to hide it from me, and moved it around, rubbing their wetness against one another in a heated kiss till the lack of oxygen got the better of me and I had to pull away from his slightly bruised lips. Before completely breaking away, my teeth penetrated the skin of his bottom lip drawing some blood and I licked it, slowly and sensually, my eyes meeting his despite my fear of his reaction. And then it happened, the persistent ringing of my alarm clock beside me. I refused to open my eyes and leave the sweet bliss that was the lips of that person, but the constant sound had already terminated any dreaming that had been going on previously. My hand grabbed the annoying object and threw it on the floor, breaking it apart as I tried to get back to sleep, but it was impossible. I couldn't picture his face anymore, nor the way his body had felt against mine, or the way he had smelt. In a terrible mood, and disappointed it had only been part of my imagination, I cuddled under my blankets and wished the day would come when I could hold him like I did in that dream.

I feel my head lull to the side groggily. “Uggh where am I at?” I ask to no one in particular. I here someone’s shoes clicking on the, what sounds like wood floors; then shuffle over carpet; a rug maybe. “Ahhh you’re finally awake…” I hear a male’s voice to my right. I weakly pick my head up but it falls back down as I let out a small whimper. This is so unlike me but I can’t help things much because I’m just so weak. I’m finally able to open my eyes and only look around with how much I can see by moving my eyes or shifting my head side to side slightly but it hurts too much. My arms are in shackles; crossed above my head; my legs are shackled with about a foot a chain to the wall and maybe a foot and a half from where my feet are shackled together as well. I can’t break from the restraints in my weak state, as well as something enlaced in them to weaken my supernatural strength as well; and for some reason I feel quite aroused. “Mmmm….” I whine that comes out in a small moan. I hear a deep sexy chuckle then the owner of said chuckle comes closer. “Sebastian Michaelis….mm mmm mm.” I hear him say laughing again. Then I remember everything. Claude Faustus, abducting me, bringing me here, doing hell knows what to me. “Mmmmm…. Cl-la-lau-dee…” Is all I manage to gasp out. “Hm seeing you like this; all flustered and what not.” He says and runs a hand down my naked chest. I have on my pants and my shirt opened all the way. If I were to stand up I’m sure I could get at least about a foot for my hands above my head. I shudder under his touch as he runs his hand across the skin on my chest. What the hell did he do to me or give me to make me like this? “I like it when you say my name like that….” Claude says trialing off running his teeth across my neck. He holds the back of my neck and kisses me hard. I moan against his lips and stand up some; giving me more leverage for my hands and arms while pressing myself against him. He starts to pull away and I wrap my arms around him weakly and kiss him back with all the energy I have left. Why the hell am I acting this way?! “Sebastian Michaelis!” He says kind of mockingly surprised. I push against him, leaning on him weakly and kiss him harder. He smirks against my lips and reaches behind him. “Let me go for a second~” He purrs in my ear. I try to move my hands from around him but I’m a bit too weak; I out sourced all of my strength too early. I should have used it to try and get away but my body wants this. I know mentally I don’t but at the same time I do. I haven’t been with someone in hell knows how long. Claude chuckles at me and takes what sounds like keys from behind him and unlocks my hands. He leads me to the wall and I lean against it for support taking my arms from around his neck. He unlocks my feet which are naked and then picks me up bridal style and carries me. “Mmmm~ Cla-cluud-de I c-can w-walk.” I say my words slurring together. He laughs, really laughs and pulls me up closer to him. I wrap my arms around his neck and burry my face in his shoulder. “Yeah, sure you could Sebastian~.” Claude says mocking me. I look up at him blushing slightly. “You’re cute~” He says and kisses me. I kiss him back and he smirks against my lips causing me to blush but only smirk back as well. Claude sits down on a bed I guess and holds me in his lap. I feel something underneath me poking me and blush realizing it’s his member. I don’t want this… Why am I doing this?! I know what he’s going to do; or at least I have an idea and I don’t think I’m going to like it at all! But it doesn’t seem like my body is reacting well or doing what my mind is telling it to; I don’t know what I’m supposed to do. Hell I can’t even talk straight right now! “Why did you stop?” Claude asks confused breaking me from my thoughts. I look up at him with a scowl on my face and narrow my eyes at him. “Don’t fight this Sebastian; you know you want this. Hell you crave it; don’t you?” Claude says then roughly and quickly flips me over onto the bed. He pins my hands above my head and places one leg in between mine and one outside. I growl at him which comes out halfheartedly. “See Sebastian don’t fight this you want this.” He says and smashes his lips against mine harshly. I just growl again that comes out a bit more intimidating. “I do love it when you do that. It’s quite….sexy~.” Claude says and pushes his body against me. I feel his erection pushing against my pelvis. I gasp and try to hold in a moan; I don’t want this! I don’t want him! Don’t give in to him! Claude kisses down my face and licks my throat causing me to shudder. He kisses down until he gets to the curve where my shoulder starts; he moves further back but before he gets to the back of my neck. He starts sucking lightly and licks over it at the same time. I moan quietly and he smirks against my skin. I feel my member starting to get hard. Claude lets out a sexy moan that turns into an even sexier growl. Claude bites down lightly and I moan a bit louder. Damn it! Why the fuck did he have to find my soft spot?! “Mmm~ So you like that do you?” Claude asks mocking me yet again. I just hiss at him. “Fuck off Claude!” I hiss at him in a deadly low tone. Claude pulls his face away from me and just smirks at me. “Gladly.” He smirks, letting go of both of my hands that he had spread out above me; he pulls his pants off which is all he hand ‘covering’ ‘himself’. He moves towards me unbuttoning his black almost silk like shirt. I try scooting from him but he pins me down quickly; in the same position as before except both of my hands in one of his. “I said don’t try and fight this.” He growls at me warningly almost causing me to flinch but I didn’t. I just growl at him and then I notice my eyes changed into their natural demon fuchsia. “Go fuck yourself Faustus…” I hiss at him and bare my teeth at him showing him my fangs. “Uh! That really stings Sebastian. You know that really hurts…” He says and starts to take my pants off. I struggle against him and he just moves his knee closer to my crotch causing me to wince slightly. I doesn’t hurt much but it was a reflex. I think he must have given me something to seal my demon strength and everything for a while. Claude moves his knee a bit and readjusts himself so he can take my pants off; I moan slightly at his knee brushing up against my growing erection. “And besides I think I would rather fuck you then myself Sebastian.” Claude says in my ear causing shivers to run down my spine but for some reason not in a bed (bad it’s a typo; but get it because he’s pinned down on a bed. Sorry back to the story lol) way. He smirks noticing my hips trying to move closer to his knee trying to cause some kind of friction. What the hell is with my body?!? I don’t even have much control over it!!! This is so fucked up! “Or maybe I’ll have you fuck me instead~.” He purrs seductively in my in my ear. I shudder at him and me moves his knee a little closer to me and I moan a little louder as he rubs up against my member. “So you like that?” He asks and I just shake my head ‘no’, but my body disagrees letting out another moan. “Yes you do~.” He says and gets off of me causing me to let out a small whimper; then he pulls my pants the rest of the way off. He moves up to my black boxers and pulls them down with his teeth causing me to moan as the fabric brushes over me. Claude smirks, pulling the down them down past my member. Claude rubs his feet over his socks rolling them kicking them off as he climbs back on to the bed further after I scooted back trying to get away. I only made this worse by getting myself further onto the bed for him. Claude climbs on the bed moving his shoulders like a cat stalking his prey then crawls over me and takes his glasses tossing them perfectly on the table from what I hear. He gets up to my face and puts his hand at the back of my neck and kisses me roughly.

Title: Of Boys' Love and Straight Guys Status: In-Progress Genres: Comedy (?), Romance Plot: Kuro is straight. Kuro's normal life (and his sexuality) then took a turn when he found out that his neighbor is the most fearsome straight delinquent in school. So yeah I was bored and Tada~ The result of boredom is this. Loooooooool Forgive me for my poor English, this was just done on the spur of the moment. Homo.01 I feel sorry about my bestfriend. Well, I kinda view his situation funny, but really, I feel pity towards him. His love life sucks. By ‘sucks’, I mean, literally. Genzo is popular. He’s so handsome (from my manly perspective) and he is very kind. He has this warm demeanor where you couldn't help but smile whenever he’s around. Most of the female students in our batch idolize him, or rather, have feelings for him. It’s not surprising though, with that looks and personality. Though, the reason why I feel sorry for him is because he is in-love with a girl. I feel like laughing right now, to be honest. Like, hell, this is too funny. Well, he’s a perfect guy, yes, everyone says so, and yet why is he having a love problem? Simple. It’s because he fell head over heels with a Fujoshi. So yeah it feels so ironic that it makes me laugh. I wonder why she fell in-love with that girl. That girl is such a Fujoshi that he actually shipped Genzo with our PE teacher. Sanada-sensei is handsome (the girls say so), and well he has a well-built body. Genzo sucks at physical activities so there were times where Sanada-sensei kind of gave Genzo special attention. That’s probably the reason why that Fujoshi shipped the two of them. Then a while ago, I witnessed something so pitiful (and funny at the same time). Genzo finally decided to confess to that Fujoshi named Miharu. Miharu went to the meeting place and heard Genzo out and then I was hiding behind a tree. “M-Miharu, It’s been two years since I entered this school, and I kind of noticed you for a long time already. I know this is truly out of a sudden, but... But I’m in-love with you!” Genzo confessed, his hands trembling and his cheeks heating up. Man, if the girls saw Genzo’s face at that time, they’ll totally die of fangirling. Guess what Miharu answered. “Th-That confession… is for Sanada-sensei right?!!!!!” Miharu replied as she panted heavily, her cheeks flushing so hard, and her eyes- Even beyond those spectacles, her eyes shining with…. Perverse thoughts, were totally evident. Holy shit, that was priceless! I actually looked crazy, you know, hiding behind a tree, laughing silently like there’s no tomorrow. The answer Genzo received was too... What do you call it... traumatizing that his jaw actually dropped and then that’s it. Miharu left, as if she was about to go to Sanada-sensei and pass Genzo’s ‘feelings’ for the teacher. It was so damn hilarious that I feel like crying at that time. Really, Genzo’s life is as if it was taken from a Shoujo Manga. I feel sorry for the guy. He's so kind yet she fell in-love with that kind of girl. My point here is that, BL destroys people’s lives. The thought of two men having sex is just disgusting. Very disgusting. ~This is where the tale of a straight, young man who fell in-love with… a heterosexual male, all began. ~

Foreign Romance (2014) (First Story of the ROMANCE SERIES) by Satou-san (Kyonsuke in Wattpad) NOTE: This is a remake of the Original Foreign Romance. The story is now set in First Person Point of View. The story is also slightly altered. New chapters has been made as well. Status: Ongoing Parts released: One (YO), Fourteen (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 CHAPTER ONE MIKAGE’S POV Just when did everything fell apart? I stood in front of the window looking at the one guy I dated a month ago - Yuusuke Yukimura. He was hanging out with his friends with every expression but sadness showing on his damn handsome face. I felt betrayed all over again. So that was it? Has he always been this heartless? He was the first man I ever loved. I was straight and he told me he too was. It was fast but we loved each other… well, I’m beginning to wonder if it was just a one-sided love from me the whole time. I was first to confess. I embraced the whole homosexuality thing as I did that. But for the love of Chirst I never expected him to accept me. All I wanted was to confess and tolet go the feelings I thought will never be returned.But Yuusuke reciprocated my love...well, I thought he did. We dated, we had sex and I had the best time I ever had in this world. Until it happened. Until he betrayed me. Until he left me. I was on my way to the old P.E. storage room to find Yuusuke. He’d been hanging at the place a lot more frequent lately with his cousin, the other hot guy in the school – Hayato. I was just outside the old strage room when I heard faint thud. The dust and dirt covered the glass window so I wasn’t able to see through. I wiped the dust with my palm, and soon I regretted doing that. I saw Hayato, THAT Hayato the school prince, kissing Yuusuke. My heart was crushed, torn, disintegrated, stabbed, all at the same time. Yuusuke…and Hayato in that kind of relationship? Of course I’ll never accept that. I might have, if Yuusuke’s not dating me. But we were, and he was cheating on me with his own cousin, with a handsome guy, and someone I could never outwit in my whole life. I felt so defeated. Well, that was pretty much everything. I ignored him for the rest of the days and he annoyingly did the same thing like he never cared. Pissed, I broke up with him through text and he responded “It was fun while it lasted” with an annoying “:3” emoticon at the end… That piece of crap. I started to wonder why the heck I loved him. He wasn’t so sweet, and I’m pretty sure there are people at the school who’s above him in face department (I’m one of them OFC.. muhahah xD) "Hey, Mikage! What are you staring at?" I turned around to see the owner of the damn too familiar voice. This guy sure does know the thing called timing huh. I was here self pitying and all… oh well. "Nothing much. I'm just looking for pretty girls around the school” I lied. This guy is Saito Kikuchi, my damn gay-stalker-in the closet bestfriend who’s obsessed with Hayato… THAT Hayato. I wish I could tell him how fucked up the guy is. Well, the only thing he had was admiration, it’s not like he’s going out with him. It’s probably best if I never tell him a thing about it. "Nice timing, Mikage. Here’s your girlfriend and I’m pretty sure she heard that” Saito grinned as I turned around, with cold sweat on my forehead, and saw a beautiful girl approaching me – Yumi Matsuoka, yeah my girlfriend. She’s head over heels for me, I knew it. I sorta used her to make Yuusuke a bit jealous which was pretty ineffective. Now I have to deal with her crap as a boyfriend. "How could you Mikage!! Who’s the girl? I could give you her head if you like her that much", Yumi said as she slapped my back. It was too forceful yet it stung like hell. The sensitive skin is to blame for this! "Hey, Yumi! I was just kidding!", I defended as Saito left us two. That traitor!! I tried to calm this stupid girl. Heck, I’m starting to worry she might really turn into a murderer. "Let's go home" Calm, Yumi said as she clung in arms. Eww.. I thought. I used to like girls alright? But damn, her perfume was too strong and this pervert is pressing her breast to my arm. She maybe beautiful and smart but face and brain was all she got… well, isn’t it supposed to be good? Well not… she’s b*tch anyway. I pretended I was alright with it and we bid farewell to my classmates, with our arms side by side. How I wanted to get rid of her. On our way, I thought of several ways. I thought of pushing her from the bridge, selling her to human trafficking guys and stuff. But as much as I wanted to, I still have a something called “Guilt”. I know I’m a heartless idiot but I never really did anything to cause people harm "Someone's moving?” I asked myself as stared at a white van with opened rear, showing a pile of cardboard boxes. "Yeah. I heard he's a foreigner", Shin Ayakawa. The owner of the voice was the guy who lived in the same apartment building as me. We pretty much clicked in the moment he lived there about three years ago. “Is that so?” I asked disinterested. There had been a lot of people who came and left the building over time. Some of them are friends and acquaintances I made, some are rotten bastards which them leaving , the only thing I appreciated. While the rest are some people I don’t really know. Well it didn't take much for me not care who was coming and who's leaving anymore. I opened the door of the unit and when I turned on the lights, my untidy and scattered belongings welcomed me home. No, don't get it wrong. There had been no burglar who broke in. The place was intact the same way when I left early this morning. I guess I just don’t really fully understand the word “cleaning up” teehee~ I went straight to my room and took all of my clothes until I’m bare naked. I was too lazy to put on anything, rolling over my untidy bed with my bare skin. I received a phone call from Yumi asking me I’m doing. Jesus, this whole relationship thing is damn too annoying. I had thought to bear responsibility. But her obsession is way out my league. Damn, why am I born handsome!? "How boring" I looked at the photo I had taken when Yuusuke and I dated. I didn’t get lonely. Well, I guess I sorta was, but it was soon overwhelmed by something akin to lust. I remembered how Yuusuke touched me gently with his big hands. I remembered how gentle he was when making love with me. Just thinking about that gave me a hard on. I subconsciously started to touch myself thinking about Yuusuke and I doing those weird stuff… "Yuusuke.. ahhh~" I moaned as I licked two of his fingers before he slid it inside my opening. I scissor the two finger apart, loosening my tight opening. I searched for the place where Yuusuke made me feel good and dang I yelped in pleasure when I found it. With my other hand, I touched my member, rubbing it, which just added to the pleasure I was feeling. I continued the routine as I imagined Yuusuke doing me gently yet passionately. I started to call for Yuusuke's name over and over again and when I felt his legs shudder, I came. "This is not even half of it" I reached for the tissue as I wiped myself and the bedsheet clean. I wanted more. This was not good enough. The heat my body was still there. I wanted to experience it again - when something hard and warm thrust my inside over and over again. I wanted Yuusuke, of course, but since I knew it will be impossible, I didn't care who the other guy is.