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Nightingale TWO YEARS AGO The rainy season was what everyone thought it was- wet and rainy. I stood beneath the bus stop beside the park to shield myself. And that was when the cheesy cliche of meeting someone in the rain happened. Huddled on one of the benches looking like a stray cat was a guy that looked my age. He wore my school's uniform, but I didn't recognize him. "Hey, you alright?" I asked, nearing him. He looked up at me, soaking wet and miserable. "Huh?" I backed up, a little startled by his reaction. "Um… are you alright?" He looked at me and gave a slight nod, almost as if he were just registering my existence. "Do you need an umbrella or something?" I asked. Another slight nod. "Yeah." I sat down beside him. "Well I don't have one." He sighed. "So why approach me?" "You're wearing my school's uniform, but I don't know you," I answered, not making eye contact. Maybe I had made a mistake when trying to talk to him? "Dunno," he shrugged. I sighed and took a cigarette and its lighter from out of my pocket. When I heard a sound of surprise come from him, I turned to him. "You're smoking!" he exclaimed in a mixture of horror and awe. "Um… yeah." The guy sat up and smiled. "My name's Yuki." "Akira," I replied. "Do you live around here?" he asked me, inching a little closer. I looked at him from the corner of my eye. "Yeah. Do you?" He shook his head. "No. Well, yeah." "What the? Which is it?" Yuki frowned. "Eh… I dunno." I grumbled to myself. "Whatever. Look, the rain's let down. See you at school tomorrow." And I thought I'd never see Yuki again. But I was so wrong. When I was at school the next day, Yuki found me. After lunch, I came back into the classroom. One of my classmates told me, "Hey Akira, a guy named Toshiba-san -an upperclassman-is looking for you." At first, I wondered what the heck an upperclassman wanted with me. But once I was pointed to the door, I quickly found out. Standing there, in our school uniform was Yuki. Yuki seemed playful and likeable with his bright green eyes that shone and wild strawberry blonde hair. He was quite handsome, if I had to say so. "Akira," he said once I approached him. I stopped a few feet away from him. "Yeah?" "I wanted to say thank you for yesterday." "Mm?" I asked. "I didn't do anything." He just smiled. "Yeah, but you talked to me." I stared at him like he was nuts. What? Did he not have friends or something? "Anyways," he interrupted my thoughts. "Do you want to grab something to eat after school?" I shrugged. "Sure, why not." After school, Yuki came by and picked me up. Since he was an upperclassman, he had to be either a second or third year. "Hey," I asked, turning to him. "What year are you in?" Yuki tussled his own blonde hair. "Second. So you're a first year? And you're smoking? That's no good." "Yeah, yeah. Whatever, senpai." He smiled. "That sounded nice! You should call me Yuki-senpai more." "No," I spat. "Now where are we eating?" Yuki pointed to a takoyaki place and smiled happily. He dragged me there and ordered both of us (without my consent) some food. I watched him in awe. Yuki was… how should I have put it? He was eccentric. After we ate, we started walking idly to my place. "Where do you live?" I asked. "I'll walk you home." Yuki looked at me. "Nah… I'm fine." I sighed. "Let me walk you home, man." He pouted, his face turning red. "I don't have a home…" I stopped. "What? Yuki have you been kicked? Did you… you know, run away?" "I'm homeless… pretty much." Then he looked at the ground. "Didn't want to tell you…" "I'm sorry… I just-" "No." He smiled. "It's okay." I bit my bottom lip and pulled him home. When he asked me where we were going, I ignored him and continued with my dragging. My parents had lived in this same house for years, ever since they had their first child, Yumio, when mom was nineteen and dad was twenty three. When I walked in, mom looked at me, then at Yuki. "Akira has a friend over?" she teased. "How nice." Yuki looked at me, then mom. "You two look so much alike!" I shrugged. "Whatever. It's just our… I dunno. We don't look alike, okay?" Both mom and Yuki smiled at me, trying to stifle their laughter, to no prevail. Yuki looked at mom. "Hi, I'm Yuki. It's nice to meet you." Mom directed her smiled at him. "I'm Yuri Sanada, Akira's mother." "Yuri-san…?" Yuki asked. Mom nodded. "Yes." Yuki blushed and nudged my side. "Your mom is gorgeous!" "Whatever," I respond, looking at my mom, then my reflection in the mirror. Yeah, we did have the same red hair and green eyes, but that was about it. Nothing more, nothing less. Mom turned to the kitchen sink to wash her hands. "So Yuki-kun, where do you live? In this neighborhood maybe? Are your folks new here?" Yuki bit his bottom lip and clenched his fist. He probably wasn't sure what to say and I don't think that he was going to say it. So I spoke up. "…Yuki's homeless." She stopped washing her hands, but she didn't turn away. "What?" "Mom, he's homeless," I answer. Mom quickly turned around and stared at Yuki. "You're…? Oh my God!" Yuki chuckled nervously, giving me death glares. "I'm fine. There's not-" I interrupted him. "Mom, can he have somebody's old room?" Mom looked at Yuki. "Of course! Do you have clothes? Anything?" Yuki shook his head. Mom looked at the floor. "My goodness…" We watched as she disappeared into the kitchen, then come back with a broom. She handed it to me and showed us to my oldest brother's old room. Yuki looked around the house in awe. "You've got a huge house, Akira." "Well yeah," I responded. "We needed a big house to hold my parents and their six kids." "S-six kids?! Where the heck is everyone else?!" Yuki asked. "Moved out, other than my brother, Ao. He's two years older than me, so he'll be leaving soon," I explained. "How old is your oldest sibling?" Yuki asked, his eyes wide in amazement. "Eh? Uh… well Fumio is thirty, I think." Yuki froze. "H-how old is Yuri-san?" "Dunno… probably forty-nine or something." My senpai finally blinked. "She doesn't look it…" Yeah… none of my teachers or classmates believed that she had a thirty year old daughter. To them, mom looked thirty five. To me, she was old. Yuki looked around his new room. "So whose room was this?" I shrugged. "Probably my oldest brother Kazuo's…" "How old is he?" "Mm… like twenty seven… I think." Yuki inhaled and looked around the room. "And you guys don't mind me here?" I shook my head. "No. You need a home, right?" "Yeah…" he stopped exploring the room and turned to me. "But how can you trust me so easily? I could easily betray you and do something to your family." I waved my hand up and down, almost as if I were ignoring the idea. "If you did, mom would easily subdue you." Yuki stared at me, a little surprised, but his mouth curved into a smile. "Yeah, she does look tough." "I wonder what dad and Ao are gonna say," I said as I helped Yuki make the bed. He smiled. "Yuri-san is the boss, isn't she? They'll just listen to her. She's very influential. What does she work as?" "Oh, mom? She's a lawyer. Pretty well known and respected. And the old man is just a regular businessman… he's pretty boring. I can't believe…" I stopped myself, knowing that I was going to far. It wasn't like we disliked each other. I just… I don't know, I disliked him. And he didn't seem to care one way about me. "Akira? Why'd you stop?" Yuki asked. I looked at him. "Want to see my room?" Yuki shrugged. "Sure." I was glad that he didn't press the matter any further. We went into my room and Yuki immediately began exploring. "Your room is so… you!" he said. "And what is that supposed to mean?" I asked as I looked at my room. It was plain and boring. Nothing exciting about it at all. Yuki chuckled. "Nothing, nothing at all." Mom called us down for dinner and we ate. While at the dinner table (without Ao or dad present) mom started questioning Yuki, asking him if, by chance, he had ran away, or if he had been kicked out. Yuki said no, and mom kept quiet about that topic. After dinner, mom brought Yuki to his new room and I took my shower. Once I got out, I went back to my room to see Yuki at the desk. "What're you doing?" I asked. Yuki sighed. "Mind if I sleep in here?" "What? You have your own room." "Yeah… but I want to sleep in here. At least for tonight." We stared at each other for a few moments, and finally, I gave in. "Fine, you big baby. Pull out that futon from my closet and sleep on it," I said, throwing my towel on my desk and plopping down on my bed, face down. After a while, Yuki turned off the lights. "Good night, Akira," he said through the darkness. "Night," I answered, shifting to my side. "Thank you," he whispered. It sounded like he was crying. "I already told you… I didn't do anything," I spat. He moved a little. "Yeah, whatever." I closed my eyes, content, falling asleep. TO BE CONTINUED…

Eternal :: Fantasy :: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics :: Slice of Life/Action :: Status :: Ongoing :: Warning R 18+ for violence, graphic sex, dirty language, and non-consensual tickling Author's Notes Comments, suggestions, and corrections are always welcome but please do give them to me through Visitor or Private Messages. Will probably be posting one chapter per week.. but mostly depends on my availability. This work and some of the characters therein were inspired by friends and family alike. This is for them. Hope you enjoy reading it. Disclaimer Any images and videos that would be posted are not mine. Credits’ all on the owners. This fiction is mine though. Prologue

Hey, so I've been watching Ansatsu Kyoushitsu ( Assassination Classroom ) and I just can't take it I mean, the pressure in my head is way too big I want something to happen So I came up with this myself My mother tongue isn't english so there might be some mistakes ( i'll make sure I correct everything ) I'll do my best to please you guys I hope you'll like it though (ง︡'-'︠)ง Ch1 First chapter is done More to come .. :Banzai-Dance:

MIDNIGHT PRACTICE WITH CHEETAH-SAN Behind the Scene #1 PAIRING: Kuramochi x Sawamura I - Sawamura, Eijun - have a secret no one knows. This secret of mine is something I can never tell to anyone in the baseball team. It's because knowing this secret can tarnish not only my own image... but the reputation of Seidou Baseball Club itself. As for what this secret is... it all happened one midnight. We just returned to Seidou dorm after a crushing defeat by Inashiro Industrial at the Championship game of West Tokyo Tournament. The winning game will be given a ticket to the Koushien. However, the winning team wasn't us. And the reason we lost was because of me. I was so confident, too full of myself. I wanted to be the star of the game that I failed as a pitcher. I pitched a deadball, and from then on... I just... I just broke down. It wasn't supposed to be like this. This is hilarious. I practiced so hard... I did whatever I could to get stronger... to be someone worthy to be called ace. Yet, after that deadball, I felt one thing I never felt the entire moment of my life - and that was the fear to pitch. No, it's not exactly that. I love pitching more than anything else. What I was afraid of is for my pitches to be the reason our team lost. And it just happened. There was a meeting where we discussed many things, evaluating our actions and gameplay. No one really scolded me. In fact they were extremely nice. Miyuki-senpai and Kuramochi-senpai was acting weirdly with me. They used to tease and make fun of me but right now they were consoling me. I knew I was the reason we lost but them being so nice to me pained me even more. I just wish they would scold me... hate me the same way I hate myself. Maybe if they did I would find salvation for myself. When the meeting ended, I silently went to our room. I didn't have a face to show to any of the team... especially with the third year senpais whose dreams to go to Koushien I shattered into pieces. Luckily no one was inside the room. I hurried to my bed and covered myself with my blanket as I silently wept to myself. I blamed myself for our loss… cursing how stupid have I been. If I hadn’t joined this team, then maybe right now the baseball team would be celebrating. I was an existence not important to the team. After all… there’s Furuya. It’s hard to admit, but I’m nothing to him. There’s also Kawakami-senpai. Really, I’ve been fooling myself to think that I was someone especial just because Rei-chan and other people had been praising my irregular and unpredictable pitching. Suddenly, the room door opened, letting out a faint creaking. Footsteps came closer one after another. When it was right before me, the footsteps stopped. It made me wonder what happened. I turned my head around to take a peak, and there I saw Kuramochi senpai simply standing next to me. He said nothing… even when he saw me crying and my snot falling down from my nose he simply stood next to me. I couldn’t bear it… him not saying anything and simply watching me. I cried hard as I hugged Kuramochi-senpai. I don’t know why I did this, but I just can’t bear the pain alone. “Se-senpai. I’m sorry… I’m sorry.” I repeated one after another. Then suddenly, I felt something big and warm caressing my hair, it was gentle and nice. I kept on weeping while Kuramochi-senpai caressed my hair. When I felt like I had enough. Almost half an hour had gone. I removed myself from my tight hug on Kuramochi-senpai, embarrassed as I sat over my bed. Kuramochi-senpai sat next to me. “I know how it feels. When I was in middle school. Our team lost because I didn’t catch a ball. We owned the game. And we were supposed to be winners. However, one mistake from me was all it take for the team to lose” Kuramochi-senpai said as looked at his own hands while he continued. “That mistake cost our team three runs from the opposing team. We had a two point difference with us leading the game but that single mistake had tables turned. You’re lucky everyone is nice. I wasn’t so fortunate. Everyone blamed me. I was kicked out from the team and I didn’t get a recommendation at all. If Rei-chan didn’t recruit me, I would be nothing right now.” I couldn’t believe what I heard. I mean, it’s Kuramochi-senpai we’re talking about here. He’s strong, he’s fast and he’s reliable. It’s not an exaggeration to say that Kuramochi-senpai is one of the core member of the baseball offense team. Without him, our offense force would be in trouble. So how can he do such mistake? “You’re probably wondering how it’s possible. Sawamura, you’re still a first year. I envy you to make it this far in few months. The first time I saw you, I thought you’re one of them first years which will never shine in the field as long as we – the seniors and juniors exist. However, when you’re in the mound, you shine the brightest.” Kuramochi-senpai saying such praises felt weird. Where was the jerk who teases me a lot? He’s nowhere to be found. Right next to me is a senpai I never knew. Somehow, I felt weird. My heart is beating faster. I’m feeling nervous all of a sudden, becoming too much aware of Kuramochi-senpai’s presence. “Well.. enough of this seriousness! Anyway, let’s talk about Wakana-chan! Have you kissed her?” And… he’s back. This is the noisy and bully Kuramochi-senpai! “W-why are you asking something like that! Of course not!” “C’mon don’t lie to me. Someone as young and energetic as you must have quite some experience.” Kuramochi-senpai said as he moved his head closer to me, his lips were a few centimeter away from me. I was getting really nervous and it feels strange. I don’t know why, but… but.. when he softly whispered, I got hard. “Are you a virgin?” I’m not sure, but right now I’m probably blushing. I tried to look away, but Kuramochi-senpai held my head with both hands. “Heh.. you… you sneaky kid. Are you telling me you’ve done it with Wakana-chan!?” “Se-senpai.. you’ve got it wrong! I never… never did it with a girl yet!” I don’t know what’s happening, but I’m sure Kuramochi-senpai is up to something cruel again. “Girls ehh… how about boys?” I looked at Kuramochi-senpai, surprised to what he asked. He was grinning wide and he sure was enjoying how this conversation was going. “Of course not! What are you implying? I .. I don’t swing that way” “Heh.. Are you sure you don’t swing that way?” “Of course I don’t!” “Then.. can you prove it?” Kuramochi-senpai asked. This is starting to get weird. “Huh? Like how?” I asked curiously. Maybe senpai would ask me to take a peek at girls bathroom or something pervy like that. But who would have thought… “Then put your hands here.” Kuramochi-senpai opened his legs as he placed one hand over his member. Knowing what he wanted me to do, I blushed hard and moved back in shocked… There’s no way I would touch that thing. “What!? No way. I told you I don’t swing that way senpai!” “Silly. This is a test. If you can hold my dick for one minute without getting hard then you’re straight. Otherwise you’re not! Keekekekee” I wondered what I should do. Kuramochi-senpai has a point. If I’m not really gay, then touching his dick should mean nothing. There’s no way I would… crap. Right now, I’m already feeling hard. This is trouble.. Kuramochi senpai pulled his shorts and underwear and revealed his cock. It was soft but it was rather big. If it gets hard it’s probably going to be a lot bigger. “Are you sure you’re fine just staring at my junior?” Kuramochi teased and at once I looked away. This was embarrassing … but to prove I’m a man. I have to do it. I slowly reached for Kuramochi-senpai’s dick and held it in my hand. Thankfully, my junior had calmed down. Otherwise, Kuramochi-senpai might see a bulge in me. Kuramochi senpai counted from one and right now the time count is 30. Few seconds more until we finish. I was positive I could do it… Then. The door started to creak and someone was going to enter. I tried to remove my hand from Kuramochi-senpai’s dick but he really was quick. Before I knew it, he tightly held my hand which was over his member, not letting my hand get away while his other hand quickly reached for the blanket and covered the lower half of our body. That was something to be expected from one of the fastest individual in the region, not losing to Carlos of Inajitsu. “Ohh… Masuko-senpai. Weren’t you supposed to hang out with the other third years?” Kuramochi casually asked. Then I noticed his hand forcing my own to move up and down. This way, it looked like I was jerking him off. I wanted to struggle, but I feared that if I do so, the blanket might slip off. I glared at Kuramochi-senpai but he winked at me in return. “I’m going to get my pudding. I don’t trust you…” “Kyaakaka.. don’t worry, senpai. You can have that pudding. I’m about to eat something more delicious!” I’m pretty sure Kuramochi-senpai meant me. I wonder why I thought it’s me, but seeing how things are going… he’s probably going to eat me. “I see.. I’m still taking this..” While Masuko-senpai was getting his pudding, Kuramochi-senpai continued on getting my hand jerk him off. His dick was starting to get bigger and bigger. From what I can feel, it seems that his dick is really big.. at least bigger than mine. Suddenly, I felt something over my pants. Kuramochi-senpai started to feel me over my short. It’s going to be a disaster… because I knew I have started to get hard again. We continued the routine until Masuko senpai left the room. When he closed the door, Kuramochi-senpai pulled the blanket off, revealing his huge dick and our hands over it. Kuramochi-senpai didn’t say anything, but his gaze looked lustful. “Sawamura, blow me.” And when he talked, I was shocked to hear it. Why would I blow him? .. I wonder.. I’m feeling weird, but it’s somehow not right to do it.. after all I don’t swing that way… right? “No way… I’m already jerking you off. Isn’t this enough?” “Idiot. Aren’t you a man? I’ll also make you feel good. C’mon.” I sighed as I removed my hand from his dick and this time Kuramochi-senpai didn’t stop me. I bent my head down, my hands both pressed against the futon while I moved my mouth next to senpai’s dick. His member easily slipped through my mouth which was moist. I started to move back and forth, but my mouth couldn’t even reach a third of senpai’s dick. It was too big for me. “Ahh.. Sawamura… Fuck. This feels good.” Kuramochi-senpai held my head as started to forcefully get me into blowing him deeper. I never had such big object invade my mouth. Because of that, I started to choke. I was so short of breathe because of that one thing. Seeing how I was struggling keeping it up, Kuramochi-senpai thrusted his hips forward, making his dick slide deeper into my throat. “Kneel” Kuramochi-senpai removed his member from my mouth as he stood up. I did as he ordered and kneeled in front of his hard twitching dick. Without any delay, Kuramochi-senpai held his cock into my mouth before holding my head with both arms. He started to pump really fast and wild. Invading my mouth and throat over and over again. My head was held tightly, even though I started to protest since I was lacking air. And yet, Kuramochi-senpai won’t let me go, it was as if the purpose of my head was to simply receive his dick. I was starting to feel lightheaded when Kuramochi-senpai removed himself from me. “Turn to your back and lay down kneeling.” Kuramochi-senpai was very commanding and serious. It wasn’t like his usual self. I wondered if this was the real Kuramochi-senpai but he sure was 100% hotter this way. I followed his instruction and bent my head down against the futon while kneeling. With my ass facing him, Kuramochi senpai removed my shorts and underwear as he spat on his fingers. I knew what he was about to do. But it’s not like I’m craving for it either. But something.. I wanted to let Kuramochi-senpai do as he pleases. He started to insert one finger into my rear opening. It felt really weird and foreign. My insides were somehow protecting myself from this object while my opening was getting tighter and tighter. However, Kuramochi’senpai was not one to give up. He pushed his finger through against all defenses, twisting them until he reached a certain spot. An electrifying please came to me. I wanted to feel it again and in a few second later Kuramochi’s fingers.. with another one added reached that place again. I started to pant hard, liking this sinful action of ours. However, this kind of pleasure was hard to resist. “Sawamura, I’m entering.” “yeahh..” I felt something soft pressing against my opening. It didn’t hurt at all. In fact, it felt great to have something like that rubbing my opening. However, before I could drown myself in pleasure, Kuramochi-senpai’s large dick started to get inside me. It was gentle but it hurt like hell. I cried in pain but Kuramochi-senpai silenced me, covering my mouth with his hand. Just when my opening was starting to get used to this aching feeling, Kuramochi-senpai started to thrust forward. It was fast and rough and it hurt like hell. I thought I was going to die. However when his member poked the place his finger teased. A pleasure I never thought existed came to me. “Ahh.. senpai.. there.. there… ahh… it feels so good.. mhmyaa~” The feeling was too great and before I knew it, I was receiving Kuramochi-senpai. I was even moving my hips forward, being not too patient to reive his dick. “Ahh… ahh..Sawamura.. Fuck. You’re so fucking tight! Ahh..” Kuramochi-senpai said while I simply moaned in pleasure. Kuramochi-senpai reached for my own dick and started to jerk me off. Having my rear and front pleasured together felt really great. In few minutes, I came. “Ahh.. Sawamura. I’m about to teach you how to pitch… Here, Dick-kun is going to pitch loads of cum inside your ass. Be prepared….” Kuramochi-senpai said as his legs began to tighten. In no time, I could feel senpai’s dick pulsating and some wet stuff flowing inside me. I was sure of it. Kuramochi-senpai came inside me. After that, I laid on my futon, panting so hard. Kuramochi-senpai laid next to me, not really exhausted even though he was the one moving most of the time. Now looking at him, Kuramochi-senpai looked somehow different. He’s rather handsome. He got this badboy and mischievous kind of face, which turns really serious when it comes to bed. His body was really well toned. He got six pack ubs and there wasn’t any useless fats in him. It’s no wonder he wasn’t even tired after such tiring activity. And… looking down there… Kuramochi senpai was really well endowed. He had started to get soft but his erect cock was probably 8 or 9 inches in length. Not mentioning how fat it was. After checking on Kuramochi-senpai’s body I turned my head up, to see him looking at me. I was too embarrassed to look at him so I started to look away. “Hey, Sawamura. Wanna go out me?” I was shocked to hear something like this. Did Kuramochi-senpai just confessed to me? I’m probably getting this wrong.. perhaps he meant it in another way. “Senpai.. you mean like… going out right now.. ? like buy something” “Idiot. Bakamura. I mean… well” Kuramochi started to blush and seeing him like this made Sawamura’s heart beat faster… “well.. like, you want to be my boyfriend or something?” So senpai was really confessing. I didn’t know what to say. For sure, I didn’t want to reject him after such wonderful sex. It was my first yet It didn’t hurt as much as people say it hurts. “If you teach me how to become a cheetah like you, then yes.” Kuramochi had a face of utter happiness, hugging me tightly as he kissed me on the lips. We didn’t kiss while we sex, but it sure was romantic to have my first kiss be taken after I was asked out. “Don’t worry. I’ll train you every midnight.” That was how… my secret midnight training with my lover – Kuramochi, Youichi began.

This will be the very first story I have ever written so it's going to be very bad probably. And also it is not just my story, I am creating this story from a role-play that I am doing with someone. I am gonna give credit to this person. WE are co-writers, I hope this story turns out real well, and let me know what you think. ( The life of Keji Hiroshi, as his life goes through drastic changes because of an innocent slave Miyuki he bought on an instinct.. What will happen to Miyuki; will he be able to live an independent life or forever be stuck in the slave trafficking trade. What do you think will happen, come and read to find out.) Authors Note: Hey names Dani, no hiding that, I am gonna try and create a really interesting story that I am taking from a Role play I am currently doing on a chat client. I decided to make it into a story because it just seems to good to let it slip into the cracks for no one to read. I will be giving half the credit to my role-play partner because they are also helping me make this. This is my first time writing a story, yet alone a yaoi story so I am kinda afraid of how it will turn out. I will give you the character information and then a small part of the beginning of the story. I hope you all enjoy. Background: It's modern times, Keji Hiroshi, lives in the state of Vermont, his family is extremely wealthy they live in a mansion that is near the highway. His father was a slave trader/ owner in secret, even though its modern times, his father was living what his Grandfather lived, and he was hoping Keji would take it up.. But it didn't seem like it was possible Keji was to friendly to the slaves. His father recently died, Keji was happy about that , but his father left him with the staff of his butlers and almost all of his money. Character bio: Name Keji Hiroshi Age: 20 Orientation: Believes he is bisexual Hair: Short Light brown hair with black strikes Eyes: Hazel Body: Athletic Height: 6'3 weight: 170 lb Likes: Jogging, riding his motorcycle laying in the grass on the summer breeze listening to music Dislikes: His father, slavery, money grabbers. Background: Keji grew up being indoctrinated by his father, to believe in slavery and continue it on till the next generation, Keji believes that he wont let it happen , but when his father died his only family left because his mother walked out on them, just there to take his fathers money..Keji deals with the death of his father in the wrong way. Character Bio Two: Name: Miyuki Age: 18 sex: Male Hair: Dirty blond touches his shoulders eyes: Cobalt blue Orientation: Unknown body: Petite Height: 5'7 weight: 140lb Background: When Miyuki was but seven years old, his mother died. His father was never a cruel man before, but he grew sick of looking at the boy, getting too many memories of his late wife who he looks just like. With that, Miyuki's father sold him into slavery where he was taught to be someone's pet. He was never touched sexually but he was punished when he did something wrong, having scars on many parts of his body such as his hands, arms, legs and chest when he was whipped repeatedly. Author's Note: This will be the first chapter just the character bio's and background..

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!”

Summary: One of the few survivors of the government-executed experiment that had spiraled out of control and into a lethal nationwide epidemic of the dead rising and consuming biotic creatures, a group of misfit surviors band together in the hope for survival as the creatures they'd once known as humans, friends, and family gradually become cannibalistic creatures revolutionizing into monsters far beyond the nightmares once joked about many years before. Status: In progress Warnings: Notable amounts of violence (gore), and crimes. Silence The concrete highways and graveled streets that had at one time been neatly trimmed were messy now, edged with a mat of tangled and broken dry grass heavy with oat bears meant catch on dog's coats or the pants leg of a passerby. Or at least, what may have once been a passerby many months before the mother nature and the world itself had gone to shit. The sun sat silently on the horizon midst a pale sky, abandoned by the fluffy; milky-white clouds that had long ago dissipated in the wake of human's ridiculous downfall. Weeds darkened, leaves curling in on themselves in the absence of rainfall and stubbornly remaining put aside the occasional one or two freed by the prying wind against it's roots to send it falling wearily sideways to the Earth to point haplessly in the direction of the rare gust of wind. Dawns came and passed, but no day. In the gray sky a red sun would appear, a diluted red circle midst bleak grey and maroon blue that gave little light, like dusk; and as each day advanced, dusk would slip back toward darkness while the wind groaned and whistled over fallen weeds and corpses long into the process of decaying to return to the land it'd borrowed from to give it's final and only contribution into the soil it'd stolen from. But yet another one in particular seemed to have halted in this process. A little pasty girl trapped underneath the fallen branch of a tree remained caught there with a long head, her features bony and tight yet further enunciated by the greyed skin set on top of a small neck as stringy and muscular as a celery stalk. It stood in stark contrast to the way her tiny jaw hung loosely-the broken bone and torn muscle on the lower half of her face leaving the fragment of her face jostling freely with every small movement. The ex-child's eyeballs were heavy and protruding; tired raw and red lids stretching to cover them; nose beaked and crooked from impact with the flesh there stretched so tightly over it that the bridge showed white with stretching. Possessing an abnormally high forehead enunciated only by the little patches of hair missing from where it should have originally been, the empty space of the tiny infected's head was lined with delicate blue-black veins at the temples that grew darker and black in color; bulging each time the pupil-less ivory white eyes shifted, standing in harsh contrast as her little lips curled back and her face contorted into a snarl at the shadow that passed over her; the futile squirming to reach out and grab further damaging the thin fabric of a pajama shirt and bottom that gave way to the unrelenting oak keeping her trapped in place. And well? Bryce didn't look at her. Didn't look at it. The thing that had taken over what had once been a her. He turned his head away from the sight and sound, oil smudged fingers wiping themselves off on the rough fabric of well used jeans before lifting to pull the skull neoprene half face mask back into it's original place over his mouth and nose; the feeling of the synthetic fabric against his face a familiar one as he paused to take a breather, setting down the heavy gas can holders onto the ground and squatting into the shade of an abandoned truck to wipe the thin sheen of sweat from his neck and cheeks and allowing his head to drop for just a moment; breaths coming in harsh puffs that fogged up a small portion of the door closest to his head as the lethargic rays of the sun hidden behind the plethora of abandoned buildings--sky scrapers while swathed in dark blue-grey skies beat down at his shoulders and back. The general lack of longer shadows told him that the day was just getting started, couldn't have been anywhere past a later six or early seven in the morning; months of calculating the best time to go out and get supplies told him that much. Hands lifting to rest against the hood before using it as support for his weight; after a few moments spent rigidly perched behind the now useless ford vehicle he pulled himself up; leaning down only to pluck up the tanks of gas from the ground before continuing on his way, the only sign a human having been there now being the track of mud in shoe shapes that disappeared closer to the center of the road. What he wouldn't fucking do for a pint of ice cream and an air conditioner. Trudging along the road he'd spent almost an entire day physically clearing via the tedious process of carefully opening the hoods of cars and tearing out the horn wires used to set off an alarm when handled roughly prior to manually changing the gear inside of the car to make pushing them out of the way easier after picking the doors open. It was upon reaching the larger vehicle in the middle of the road did the tenseness that made his shoulders rigid finally give way to some form of relief. Months alone with a self-mobile caravan as your literal ride or die pal had a tendency of doing that to a person after all. Letting go of one of the gas tanks after adjusting it into a spot where he could trap/balance it between his hip and the vehicle, the hand that'd been holding it fumbled through his pockets until his fingers came across the familiar loop of thin cheap metal and the soft torn fabric keeping it tied to a key. Shortly after the door was unlocked he made his way inside the minuscule bedroom sized transportation device, quietly kicking the door shut behind him and popping open the small storage compartment closest to the door prior to quietly sliding the two fuel cans into the small space underneath the shelves before practically sinking into the small couch's cushions with a shaky exhale. Crowbar carefully unhooked from it's spot angled into a slot of his belt loops and placed onto the worn furniture next to him, he sprawled out with aching muscles before his eyes lethargically shut to lazy slosh of a layer of water lethargically pouring out from the small stream sprung into life that had slowly begun to pour out and into the once dry streets. Only to pop right back open minutes later at the sound that resonated back and into his ears. Eyes swiveling to the door, he sat back upright before listening closely again. Reluctantly standing and walking towards the door, the man cracked it just enough to stick his head out; deep brown eyes squinting into the barely lit roads in search of anything viable moving amongst the underbrush or even the scattered cars now lining the outside of the road devoid of both activity and life in general. What the hell?

Summary: Yamada is gay. Sen finds this out (literally) the hard way. And it kind of is a big deal. Status: Ongoing: Chapter 1 (complete), Chapter 2 (not started yet) Warnings: Underaged sex, teenage douchebags using bad and derogatory language Comments: Since I was waiting for a response FOR MY RP, I got kind of into thinking about my own OCs because I GET EXCITED EASILY. and then writing awkward/rushed sex. this is why i need to practice with people

Summary: Daniel is the typical closed shell boy. Living with a cold hearted mother who only cares about money and being abandoned by his father, made him scared to interact with outsiders. His life consists of books and fantasy. An unsuspecting meeting made him experiences the real world. Will Daniel be able to handle this new life he didn’t expect? Status: In Progress. Chapter 1 The 17 year old Daniel hears his mother complaining as usual with silence “Why would they choose ME to go to that…that…” * CRACH* That would be the sound of her glass she threw on the wall. She is pissed off for getting transferred to a smaller branch with less money. "Without money you are useless in this world. Your father left because we don’t make enough money, we are useless to him" And as usual she puts it on Daniel her only son. Well, Yelling can be put up with. His father left 4 years ago and since then his mother became more abusive. She answers sweetly to her phone “Yes honey…… Yes of course I am on my way for the restaurant” and leaves. Finally, now that she’s gone Daniel can enjoy the peace and quiet atmosphere. Well, now that she found a rich old man, she is less abusive. Can’t show her true color in front of that man, at least until they get married. The old man works in some computer business from home. He is a nice guy who treats Daniel as his son. Daniel likes the kindness of this old man but he feels guilty to accept his kindness. After all, the mother is tricking him with her masked kindness Daniel is a shy naïve boy who doesn’t mix with others and is called a nerd in school because he spends all the time he can in the library. He doesn’t have a friend to share the stuff normal friends do. He now goes to his room now .it’s almost night but for him it’s time for drowning himself in his world, in his books. Literature may be a boring thing for others but for him, it’s his world. A world where he can enjoy seeing a loving family and people are nice to each other without involving money Daniel throws a book angrily while vowing a promise in his heart……. He vows to never get down for money and will find people who believe that. -----------------------

Summary: 33 years old - recently divorced Noborou Shin decided to drink his sorrows away one night and ends up sitting at a bench park. To his shock, a young man- probably in his early 20's; started talking to him and even sits besides him all comfortable and friendly. To Shin, this guy is probably a prostitute. But who is he really? Yukidaruma is a tale of Shin's failure and his attempt to get back up and move forward. Struggling of dating again after a lost love. A dead end job with no savings whatsoever.. Shin is just a regular joe.... With an extra ordinary new friend. Prologue My world has gone to shit.. Swaying around and losing his footing, Shin Noborou tried to sober up before hailing a cab. I outdid myself tonight. Woo boy, do i even have enough money for transpo? He drank alot today, which is in all honesty a new thing for him. It felt horrible. How can drunks live like this? Ugh.. might as well rest here. The city park is just a few minutes away from his home, but the construction on the road nearby would be dangerous to walk under his conditon. As such, a cab is the best way to go. But a cab, while dizzy.. no way. Vomitting in the vehicle is highly possible. Seeing as the park has a vendo machine , he thought i was a good idea to drink coffee or anything warm to help him calm faster. However, ducking down and taking the drink out of the receptacle is a feat next to impossibility. His knees gave away as he tried to take the can of coffee and he stumbled with a loud thud. "Ahh!" Giving up almost instantly, Shin decided to shamefully crawl to the nearest bench and rest for a while. Haa.. my butt is wet. Tch. "Mister, if you sit on the bench without wiping the snow off, your balls will be cold and it'll probably fall off." "Ha?!" Surprised by the voice coming beside him. Shin immediately look at the source of the irritating sound. A young man, with long limbs and arms dressed in dark brown coat is scraping off the ice at the empty space on the bench. "What are you doing, kid? Don't bother me." Obviously not in the mood for some company, he tried to be as harsh as he could. He's probably a prostitute. "Mister, did you dropped your can? Here.. take this." The young man took his arm a little forcefully and place a warm can on it. Without even checking what's inside, Shin opened up the can and eagerly gulp a few big ones. "Puuuu! Wha?! What the fuck is this?!" He threw the can on the snow-filled paving blocks and looked at the giggling man besides him. "It's a weird flavor no one seems to enjoy. It's been on that vendo for quite sometime." The young man has soft deep voice. Appearance wise, Shin can't say for certain. The only light on the park was a post that has been blinking a few times per minute, it was snowing and quite frankly, he was completely drunk. He's always been a responsible drinker. So it never really gotten to the point that he can't remember anything after. But that aside, he knew this kid is trouble. And although drunk, he knew it's best to stay away. "Alright, i've sobered up. Time to go home." Hoisting himself by bracing the arm rest, Shin slowly stood up and left the kid. "Mister, do you know how many people have been sleeping here everynight?" Why is this guy following me? Leave me be.. i'm not a pervert. Whatever, i'll just ignore him. "You're walking kinda funny mister. For a drunk that is. Did you somehow injured yourself when you.. pffft!! When you stumbled earlier?" The young man shook his head , making the snow that fell on it splatter to Shin's clothes. "Stop laughing at someone else's expense, and... why are you following me anyways?!" Shin exasperate. "Just because." The man answered with a smile on his face. Weird kid. Shin reached the park exit ; luck has turn and a cab was nearby. Finally, i can go home. "Don't stay out too late kid. Go home. It's freezing out here." Just as he step inside the cab, he took one last look at the man. He was smiling at Shin and waving his hand. He sigh. He can't help but worry afterall. "Shin! Come back tomorrow! I'll wait for you here!" The young man had his palms besides his mouth , shouting really loud. Yeah.. whatever. "Wait what?! He called me Shin?!" But how??

Vanilla Sweet Kiss (Kagami x Kuroko LEMON) WARNING: THIS STORY MAY CAUSE SEVERE NOSEBLEED SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. xD SO LET'S START >>>>>> Kuroko looked took a sip on his favorite vanilla milkshake, clearly enjoying it while in front of him, is Kagami. Who's enjoying his 20 burgers. They're inside the Maji Burger since they decided to stop over before they go home from school. They're actually dating for 3 months now. Kagami looked at Kuroko when he remembered something important to say to his shadow. "Hey. Kuroko. " Kuroko stopped then looked at Kagami with a black expression. "Yes, Kagami-kun? " "A-Are you free this Sunday? " Kagami asked, stammering. "Yes, I am. Why? " Kuroko asked, still with a blank expression. "Actually, I learned how to make a Vanilla Milkshake so I want you to be the first one to taste it. " Kagami explained shyly, rubbing the back of this neck. When Kuroko didn't replied, Kagami glanced at Kuroko, expecting of his answer but instead his eyes widened when he saw Kuroko's eyes sparkled in excitement. "Woah! A total different expression." he thought to himself, shocked. "So? What do you say?" he asked, raising a brow at Kuroko. "Sure, Kagami-kun. I'd love to." Kuroko answered, eyes still sparkling with excitement. *** While waiting for Kagami who's still in the kitchen, making his special homemade milkshake. Kuroko decided to watch a basketball match inside Kagami's living room. When Kuroko got impatient, he decided to watch Kagami in the kitchen. When Kuroko went inside the kitchen, he saw Kagami pouring the vanilla milkshake in a glass. Kuroko stared at him for a few minutes, admiring the way he looks while wearing a frizzled red apron. "Kagami-kun." he called behind him and he saw Kagami jumped in shock. He glared at Kuroko. "How many times did I told you to stop appearing suddenly?!" "But I'm standing here a few minutes now." Kuroko replied with his famous blank expression and Kagami grabbed his head, gripping it tightly. "It hurts, Kagami-kun." Kuroko heard him sighed before returning to what he's doing. "I haven't experienced that in a while." Kagami whispered to himself, sighing. Kagami placed the glass in the table before sitting on the chair. Kuroko sat beside Kagami, looking at the glass in front of him. He looked at Kagami and saw him smirking at him. "Dig in. " Kuroko smiled at him, slightly that almost Kagami didn't noticed it. "Thank you, Kagami-kun." Kagami smirked at him in reply. Kuroko looked at the glass in front of him before taking it. He take a sip and his eyes widened, sparkling in delight. "Is it delicious?" Kagami asked, smirking. Kuroko nodded in reply, taking another sip. "Yes. It is delicious, Kagami-kun." he replied. Kagami chuckled. "Good to hear that and I can see that you're clearly enjoying the Milkshake." "Huh? " "It's dripping from your mouth. " Kagami chuckled and Kuroko felt his cheeks burned in embarrassment. "Come closer. " Kagami grabbed his hand and pulled me closer to him. Kagami reached for his face and when he placed his hand on Kuroko's mouth, Kagami used his thumb, wiping his lip clean. Kuroko can still feel his cheeks burning. Kuroko looked at Kagami-kun shyly and he felt his cheeks exploded when Kagami licked his thumb. Kagami smirked, staring at Kuroko's blue eyes. "Sweet." Kagami placed both of his hands on Kuroko's cheek, staring straight to his eyes. Before he could ask what's wrong, Kuroko almost gasped when he felt Kagami pulIed his face closer to his. Kuroko closed his eyes when their lips met and a few seconds after, their kiss became more passionate. Kuroko felt Kagami's tongue licking his lower lip, asking for entrance which he gladly accepted. Their tongue fight for dominance but of course, in the end, Kagami won. Kagami forced Kuroko to sit on his lap, Kuroko's legs around his waist. Kuroko forced his eyes to open. Even though, his eyelids felt heavy. Then he saw Kagami, looking at him with his red eyes burning with lust. Kuroko can feel his boxers getting tighter. Kagami started kissing Kuroko deeply. Kuroko moaned, slightly when he felt Kagami's tongue rolled around his tongue before sucking it. After Kagami sucked Kuroko's tongue, Kuroko did the same with Kagami's tongue while grinding his arousal on Kagami's. Kuroko heard him groaned. They're both panting when their lips parted. "We should stop. I think I wouldn't control myself if we continue." Kagami said, still panting and Kuroko nodded in reply. Kuroko inverted his eyes on the side, blushing when he realized their position. Unconsciously, licking his lips. Kuroko stopped when he heard Kagami-kun groaned. "Stop doing that!" Kagami groaned, loudly. Kuroko gave him a blank stare while tilting my head to the side. "What?" Kagami hugged Kuroko tightly, nuzzles his head on Kuroko's neck before whispering. "If you don't, I won't have the will to stop. I might mess you up even more." Kuroko blushed hardly because of what Kagami said. He gulped nervously before answering. "It's okay. Mess me up."Kuroko whispered to Kagami's ear, seductively. "Damn. Kuroko!" Kagami exclaimed, placing both of his hands on my cheeks. Before Kuroko could react, Kagami connected his lips on Kuroko's, kissing him passionately. Kuroko grabbed Kagami's hair for support, pulling it slightly. Kuroko felt Kagami's hands travelled downward then he gasped in shock when Kagami gripped both of his butt. He quickly entered his tongue, sucking and swirling his tongue on mine. Kuroko moaned, still pulling Kagami's hair which stimulated Kagami even more. Kagami parted his mouth on Kuroko's then started kissing Kuroko's neck, trying to find his sensitive spot. "Mmm!" Kuroko moaned, biting his lower lip when Kagami found his sensitive spot and Kuroko felt Kagami smirked against his skin. "N-Ngh!" Kuroko moaned again when Kagami started licking and nibbling his neck, leaving red marks. While Kagami's busy with Kuroko's neck, Kuroko felt Kagami's hand slipped inside his shirt. He started caressing Kuroko's back which only stimulated him more. Kagami parted his lips on Kuroko's neck and to help him to take Kuroko's shirt off but he stopped. "What's wrong, Kagami-kun? " Kuroko asked, panting slightly. "I think we should continue this on our bed." Kagami whispered huskily in Kuroko's ear before carrying him bridal style. "What about the Milkshake? " Kagami smirked. "Don't mind it. That could wait. " Kagami carried Kuroko towards his bedroom. He opened his bedroom's door and after they entered, Kagami immediately closed it using his foot. Kagami laid Kuroko's body on his bed before hovering on top of him. Kagami pecked him on the lips, down on Kuroko's neck before helping Kuroko took off his shirt. Kagami kissed Kuroko's collarbone before kissing his chest then his left nipple. Kuroko moaned, biting his lower lip when Kagami flicked his tongue on his left nipple. Kuroko felt Kagami kissing it again before twirling his tongue on his nipple, slightly biting it while pinching his right nipple. "N-Ngh... K-Kagami... k-kun" Kuroko moaned, biting his lip to prevent himself from moaning loudly. "Cute." Kagami thought before kissing Kuroko's left nipple. Giving the same attention to the right, Kagami kissed it then twirled his tongue on Kuroko's right nipple before kissing it again. While going it, Kagami's busy pinching Kuroko's left nipple. Kagami lowered down on Kuroko's navel, kissing it then licked his belly button before going down to his pants. Kagami glanced at Kuroko before unbuckling his belt. After unbuckling Kuroko's belt, in one swift motion, Kagami pulled Kuroko's pants together with his boxers, revealing Kuroko's hard manhood and leaving him all naked. Kuroko blushed hardly, trying to cover his body. Kagami chuckled before grabbing Kuroko's hands, placing it above him to stop him from covering himself. "Stop covering yourself. You're perfect." Kagami whispered in Kuroko's ear before kissing Kuroko on his cheeks to assured him, which caused Kuroko to blush harder. Kagami continued what he's doing, releasing Kuroko's hands. Kuroko gaped when Kagami wrapped Kuroko's manhood, using his hand tightly. Kagami slowly pumped Kuroko's manhood, sending pleasure through out his body. Kuroko moaned and gasped underneath him, grabbing the bed sheet tightly. Kuroko gasped loudly when he felt something soft touched the head of his manhood. Kuroko looked down at Kagami and he blushed when he realized that Kagami's been watching him. Kagami smirked at Kuroko before repeating what he did earlier, making Kuroko gasped. Kagami played with Kuroko's tip using his thumb which made his manhood dripped with pre-cum, making it slippery and easier to pump. "Mmm!!" Kuroko moaned, biting his lower lip then shot his head backwards when Kagami's tongue licked the tip before placing Kuroko's whole manhood in his mouth, bobbing his head forward and backward awfully slow. "A-Ahh! K-Kagami... k-kun... Ngh... S-Stop! Or I-I'll come..." Kuroko moaned, still biting his lip before grabbed Kagami's head, pulling his hair which made Kagami winced a little. Kagami bobbed his head faster, sucking Kuroko's pre-cum and when he reached the tip, he'll twirl his tongue on the tip before shoving Kuroko's manhood, full on his mouth. What Kagami's doing is enough to send Kuroko off the edge. Sweet, Kagami thought. Kagami's getting addicted in Kuroko's taste. "Ngh! A-Ahh! K-Kagami... k-kun... I-I'm... C-Cum-!!" Kuroko moaned while biting his lip hardly, making his lip dripped with blood. Kagami hummed then bobbed faster, giving Kuroko what he thinks he wants. Kuroko moaned loudly when he cummed on Kagami's mouth. Kagami wiped the edge of his mouth, wiping Kuroko's cum which's dripping on his chin before drinking Kuroko's cum while looking, seductively at Kuroko who's panting heavily, body covered in sweat. While Kuroko's recovering from his heavy orgasm, Kagami started to undress himself. When Kagami took all of his clothes off, Kuroko stared at Kagami's well-built abs. Kagami moaned, getting harder at Kuroko's intense stare on his body. Kuroko placed his hands on Kagami's abs, caressing it which only made Kagami harder than he imagined. Kagami sighed, feeling contented having Kuroko's hands, caressing his skin and slightly digging his nails. While Kuroko laying on his back, Kagami placed his fully erected manhood in front of Kuroko's mouth, looking down at him, seductively. "Suck. " Kagami demanded, huskily. Kuroko did what Kagami wants and Kagami shoved his whole manhood inside his mouth. Kagami moaned, groaned and gripped Kuroko's head, thrusting into his mouth. "N-Ngh!! D-Damn... K-Kuroko... S-So good..." Kagami groaned, still thrusting into Kuroko's mouth. Kuroko hummed, sending pleasure on Kagami's whole body. "Y-Yes... Ngh! K-Kuroko..." Kagami moaned and groaned above him, thrusting faster and faster. "N-Ngh!! K-Kuroko... C-Cum... C-Cumming!!" Kagami moaned before cumming into Kuroko's mouth. Kuroko drank Kagami's cum. Kagami kissed Kuroko's mouth, licking his cum that's dripping on Kuroko's mouth before french kissing him. Kagami stood up, getting the condoms and lube inside his drawers. Kagami positioned himself in front of Kuroko's hole then he put a condom on his manhood. He opened the bottle of lube and put some on his hands. Kagami entered a finger inside Kuroko, slowly thrusting in and out, making Kuroko gasped and winced. "K-Kagami... k-kun... It feels... W-Weird..." Kuroko winced, uncomfortably. "Kuroko. Just bare with it a little." Kagami whispered in Kuroko's ear, licking Kuroko's earlobe. Kagami entered another finger, making Kuroko moaned with pain and pleasure. Kagami scissored his finger, stretching Kuroko's hole to fit his size. When Kagami thinks that the third finger will fit, he entered his third finger in, thrusting in and out of Kuroko. "K-Kagami-kun... I-I want you inside of me. " Kuroko moaned, almost pleading. Kagami smirked at Kuroko. Kagami leaned towards Kuroko, kissing his lips. Kagami slowly entered Kuroko's hole, groaning. "N-Ngh! K-Kuroko... You're so... T-Tight... Ngh..." "Ahh!! It... h-hurts... K-Kagami... k-kun" Kuroko ran his fingers on Kagami's back, tears falling on his cheeks and scratching Kagami's back because of the pain. Kagami kissed Kuroko's cheek, comforting him while still entering him. "J-Just bear... with it... a little... Ngh... longer..." When Kagami fully entered Kuroko's hole, he waited for a moment to make Kuroko comfortable with his size before asking him if he can move and Kuroko nodded in response. Kagami pulled out before slowly pushing it in. Kuroko moaned, groaned and gasped underneath Kagami while grabbing on the sheets, tightly. Kagami repeated what he did, over and over again until Kuroko became used to it. "A-Ahh! K-Ka... Ngh! Kagami-kun... F-Faster... Please..." Kuroko moaned on Kagami's ears, grabbing on his shoulder. "Ahh! K-Kuroko..." Kagami moaned, licking Kuroko's earlobe. Kagami placed Kuroko's left foot, above his shoulder before pulling out and slamming harder inside Kuroko's hole, hitting Kuroko's prostate, making him crazy and moaning loudly. Kagami smirked at Kuroko's reaction. "M-More... Please... K-Kagami-kun..." Kuroko moaned loudly. Kagami groaned, positioning himself. He thrusts harder and faster into Kuroko hitting his prostate, making him moaned loudly with his mind blank and completely lost in pleasure. After a minute of thrusting, Kagami felt Kuroko's walls, clenching around his manhood as a signal that he's nearly cumming. "Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! K-Kagami-kun! I'm... close..." Kuroko moaned loudly but he stopped when Kagami pulled him to stand up. They switched position, making Kuroko sit above Kagami. Kagami smirked, seductively at Kuroko. Kuroko completely understood what Kagami meant so he pulled upwards before sitting complete on Kagami's lap, sending pleasure around his body. Kuroko continued to ride on Kagami while Kagami's hands on his waist for support. Getting impatient, Kagami thrusts his waist upwards meeting Kuroko's thrusts. Kagami take a look at Kuroko who's still above him. He saw Kuroko's sweating hard and he saw his sweat, dropped on his chest then sliding on his chest down to his tummy. "Beautiful." Kagami thought, while watching Kuroko. Kuroko thrusts harder and faster, running his hands on Kagami's wet abs that's covered with sweat. Kagami felt Kuroko's walls, clenching around his manhood again. "K-Kagami-kun... A-Ahh! Cum-Cumming!" Kuroko warned, thrusting faster and faster. "N-Ngh! T-Together... L-Let's cum... Together..." Kagami's said, thrusting his waist upward. Kagami groaned when he felt Kuroko's walls, squeezed him. They both cummed, screaming their names. "AHH!! K-KAGAMI-KUN!!" "N-Ngh!! Kuroko!!" Kuroko cummed on Kagami's abs while Kagami's cummed inside Kuroko. Kuroko flopped on top of Kagami, getting tired after their intense love making. Kagami wrapped his arms on Kuroko, kissing his head before whispering. "I love you, Kuroko." Kuroko smiled, slightly at Kagami's confession. "Hai. Me, too. I love you, Kagami-kun and thank you again for making my favorite Vanilla Milkshake." Kuroko whispered, smiling before he fell asleep in Kagami's arms. *** Kuroko looked at the wall clock inside the room and saw that it was still 6 AM in the morning before turning to his side. Kuroko saw Kagami sleeping, facing his direction without his clothes on. Kuroko blushed, remembering what happened last night. He played with Kagami's hair while watching him sleeping peacefully. Kuroko's eyes widened when Kagami grabbed his wrist. Kagami opened his eyes, smiling at Kuroko. "Good Morning." Kuroko looked at him, smiling slightly. "Good Morning." "What time is it?" Kagami asked, rubbing his eyes which Kuroko find cute. "6 AM" Kagami closed his eyes still holding Kuroko's wrist. Kuroko almost gasped when Kagami pulled him close to his chest, hugging him closer. "Uhm... Kagami-kun? " Kuroko asked, looking at him with a blank stare. "Shh, Kuroko. Be quiet and let me sleep." Kagami whispered quietly, placing his chin above Kuroko's head. Kuroko nodded then smiled before they both fell asleep. (A/N: Sorry for the crappy ending and also for the wrong grammar. English is not my native language so bear with it a little. It's my first Boyxboy or Yaoi story so sorry if it's weird nanodayo xD BTW, Thank you for reading. I already post this but I decided to post it again since this is actually a compilation of Various KNB characters x Kuroko. )

WARNING: THIS STORY MAY CAUSE SEVERE NOSEBLEED SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. xD SO LET'S START >>>>>> Kuroko looked took a sip on his favorite vanilla milkshake, clearly enjoying it while in front of him, is Kagami. Who's enjoying his 20 burgers. They're inside the Maji Burger since they decided to stop over before they go home from school. They're actually dating for 3 months now. Kagami looked at Kuroko when he remembered something important to say to his shadow. "Hey. Kuroko. " Kuroko stopped then looked at Kagami with a black expression. "Yes, Kagami-kun? " "A-Are you free this Sunday? " Kagami asked, stammering. "Yes, I am. Why? " Kuroko asked, still with a blank expression. "Actually, I learned how to make a Vanilla Milkshake so I want you to be the first one to taste it. " Kagami explained shyly, rubbing the back of this neck. When Kuroko didn't replied, Kagami glanced at Kuroko, expecting of his answer but instead his eyes widened when he saw Kuroko's eyes sparkled in excitement. "Woah! A total different expression." he thought to himself, shocked. "So? What do you say?" he asked, raising a brow at Kuroko. "Sure, Kagami-kun. I'd love to." Kuroko answered, eyes still sparkling with excitement. *** While waiting for Kagami who's still in the kitchen, making his special homemade milkshake. Kuroko decided to watch a basketball match inside Kagami's living room. When Kuroko got impatient, he decided to watch Kagami in the kitchen. When Kuroko went inside the kitchen, he saw Kagami pouring the vanilla milkshake in a glass. Kuroko stared at him for a few minutes, admiring the way he looks while wearing a frizzled red apron. "Kagami-kun." he called behind him and he saw Kagami jumped in shock. He glared at Kuroko. "How many times did I told you to stop appearing suddenly?!" "But I'm standing here a few minutes now." Kuroko replied with his famous blank expression and Kagami grabbed his head, gripping it tightly. "It hurts, Kagami-kun." Kuroko heard him sighed before returning to what he's doing. "I haven't experienced that in a while." Kagami whispered to himself, sighing. Kagami placed the glass in the table before sitting on the chair. Kuroko sat beside Kagami, looking at the glass in front of him. He looked at Kagami and saw him smirking at him. "Dig in. " Kuroko smiled at him, slightly that almost Kagami didn't noticed it. "Thank you, Kagami-kun." Kagami smirked at him in reply. Kuroko looked at the glass in front of him before taking it. He take a sip and his eyes widened, sparkling in delight. "Is it delicious?" Kagami asked, smirking. Kuroko nodded in reply, taking another sip. "Yes. It is delicious, Kagami-kun." he replied. Kagami chuckled. "Good to hear that and I can see that you're clearly enjoying the Milkshake." "Huh? " "It's dripping from your mouth. " Kagami chuckled and Kuroko felt his cheeks burned in embarrassment. "Come closer. " Kagami grabbed his hand and pulled me closer to him. Kagami reached for his face and when he placed his hand on Kuroko's mouth, Kagami used his thumb, wiping his lip clean. Kuroko can still feel his cheeks burning. Kuroko looked at Kagami-kun shyly and he felt his cheeks exploded when Kagami licked his thumb. Kagami smirked, staring at Kuroko's blue eyes. "Sweet." Kagami placed both of his hands on Kuroko's cheek, staring straight to his eyes. Before he could ask what's wrong, Kuroko almost gasped when he felt Kagami pulIed his face closer to his. Kuroko closed his eyes when their lips met and a few seconds after, their kiss became more passionate. Kuroko felt Kagami's tongue licking his lower lip, asking for entrance which he gladly accepted. Their tongue fight for dominance but of course, in the end, Kagami won. Kagami forced Kuroko to sit on his lap, Kuroko's legs around his waist. Kuroko forced his eyes to open. Even though, his eyelids felt heavy. Then he saw Kagami, looking at him with his red eyes burning with lust. Kuroko can feel his boxers getting tighter. Kagami started kissing Kuroko deeply. Kuroko moaned, slightly when he felt Kagami's tongue rolled around his tongue before sucking it. After Kagami sucked Kuroko's tongue, Kuroko did the same with Kagami's tongue while grinding his arousal on Kagami's. Kuroko heard him groaned. They're both panting when their lips parted. "We should stop. I think I wouldn't control myself if we continue." Kagami said, still panting and Kuroko nodded in reply. Kuroko inverted his eyes on the side, blushing when he realized their position. Unconsciously, licking his lips. Kuroko stopped when he heard Kagami-kun groaned. "Stop doing that!" Kagami groaned, loudly. Kuroko gave him a blank stare while tilting my head to the side. "What?" Kagami hugged Kuroko tightly, nuzzles his head on Kuroko's neck before whispering. "If you don't, I won't have the will to stop. I might mess you up even more." Kuroko blushed hardly because of what Kagami said. He gulped nervously before answering. "It's okay. Mess me up."Kuroko whispered to Kagami's ear, seductively. "Damn. Kuroko!" Kagami exclaimed, placing both of his hands on my cheeks. Before Kuroko could react, Kagami connected his lips on Kuroko's, kissing him passionately. Kuroko grabbed Kagami's hair for support, pulling it slightly. Kuroko felt Kagami's hands travelled downward then he gasped in shock when Kagami gripped both of his butt. He quickly entered his tongue, sucking and swirling his tongue on mine. Kuroko moaned, still pulling Kagami's hair which stimulated Kagami even more. Kagami parted his mouth on Kuroko's then started kissing Kuroko's neck, trying to find his sensitive spot. "Mmm!" Kuroko moaned, biting his lower lip when Kagami found his sensitive spot and Kuroko felt Kagami smirked against his skin. "N-Ngh!" Kuroko moaned again when Kagami started licking and nibbling his neck, leaving red marks. While Kagami's busy with Kuroko's neck, Kuroko felt Kagami's hand slipped inside his shirt. He started caressing Kuroko's back which only stimulated him more. Kagami parted his lips on Kuroko's neck and to help him to take Kuroko's shirt off but he stopped. "What's wrong, Kagami-kun? " Kuroko asked, panting slightly. "I think we should continue this on our bed." Kagami whispered huskily in Kuroko's ear before carrying him bridal style. "What about the Milkshake? " Kagami smirked. "Don't mind it. That could wait. " Kagami carried Kuroko towards his bedroom. He opened his bedroom's door and after they entered, Kagami immediately closed it using his foot. Kagami laid Kuroko's body on his bed before hovering on top of him. Kagami pecked him on the lips, down on Kuroko's neck before helping Kuroko took off his shirt. Kagami kissed Kuroko's collarbone before kissing his chest then his left nipple. Kuroko moaned, biting his lower lip when Kagami flicked his tongue on his left nipple. Kuroko felt Kagami kissing it again before twirling his tongue on his nipple, slightly biting it while pinching his right nipple. "N-Ngh... K-Kagami... k-kun" Kuroko moaned, biting his lip to prevent himself from moaning loudly. "Cute." Kagami thought before kissing Kuroko's left nipple. Giving the same attention to the right, Kagami kissed it then twirled his tongue on Kuroko's right nipple before kissing it again. While going it, Kagami's busy pinching Kuroko's left nipple. Kagami lowered down on Kuroko's navel, kissing it then licked his belly button before going down to his pants. Kagami glanced at Kuroko before unbuckling his belt. After unbuckling Kuroko's belt, in one swift motion, Kagami pulled Kuroko's pants together with his boxers, revealing Kuroko's hard manhood and leaving him all naked. Kuroko blushed hardly, trying to cover his body. Kagami chuckled before grabbing Kuroko's hands, placing it above him to stop him from covering himself. "Stop covering yourself. You're perfect." Kagami whispered in Kuroko's ear before kissing Kuroko on his cheeks to assured him, which caused Kuroko to blush harder. Kagami continued what he's doing, releasing Kuroko's hands. Kuroko gaped when Kagami wrapped Kuroko's manhood, using his hand tightly. Kagami slowly pumped Kuroko's manhood, sending pleasure through out his body. Kuroko moaned and gasped underneath him, grabbing the bed sheet tightly. Kuroko gasped loudly when he felt something soft touched the head of his manhood. Kuroko looked down at Kagami and he blushed when he realized that Kagami's been watching him. Kagami smirked at Kuroko before repeating what he did earlier, making Kuroko gasped. Kagami played with Kuroko's tip using his thumb which made his manhood dripped with pre-cum, making it slippery and easier to pump. "Mmm!!" Kuroko moaned, biting his lower lip then shot his head backwards when Kagami's tongue licked the tip before placing Kuroko's whole manhood in his mouth, bobbing his head forward and backward awfully slow. "A-Ahh! K-Kagami... k-kun... Ngh... S-Stop! Or I-I'll come..." Kuroko moaned, still biting his lip before grabbed Kagami's head, pulling his hair which made Kagami winced a little. Kagami bobbed his head faster, sucking Kuroko's pre-cum and when he reached the tip, he'll twirl his tongue on the tip before shoving Kuroko's manhood, full on his mouth. What Kagami's doing is enough to send Kuroko off the edge. Sweet, Kagami thought. Kagami's getting addicted in Kuroko's taste. "Ngh! A-Ahh! K-Kagami... k-kun... I-I'm... C-Cum-!!" Kuroko moaned while biting his lip hardly, making his lip dripped with blood. Kagami hummed then bobbed faster, giving Kuroko what he thinks he wants. Kuroko moaned loudly when he cummed on Kagami's mouth. Kagami wiped the edge of his mouth, wiping Kuroko's cum which's dripping on his chin before drinking Kuroko's cum while looking, seductively at Kuroko who's panting heavily, body covered in sweat. While Kuroko's recovering from his heavy orgasm, Kagami started to undress himself. When Kagami took all of his clothes off, Kuroko stared at Kagami's well-built abs. Kagami moaned, getting harder at Kuroko's intense stare on his body. Kuroko placed his hands on Kagami's abs, caressing it which only made Kagami harder than he imagined. Kagami sighed, feeling contented having Kuroko's hands, caressing his skin and slightly digging his nails. While Kuroko laying on his back, Kagami placed his fully erected manhood in front of Kuroko's mouth, looking down at him, seductively. "Suck. " Kagami demanded, huskily. Kuroko did what Kagami wants and Kagami shoved his whole manhood inside his mouth. Kagami moaned, groaned and gripped Kuroko's head, thrusting into his mouth. "N-Ngh!! D-Damn... K-Kuroko... S-So good..." Kagami groaned, still thrusting into Kuroko's mouth. Kuroko hummed, sending pleasure on Kagami's whole body. "Y-Yes... Ngh! K-Kuroko..." Kagami moaned and groaned above him, thrusting faster and faster. "N-Ngh!! K-Kuroko... C-Cum... C-Cumming!!" Kagami moaned before cumming into Kuroko's mouth. Kuroko drank Kagami's cum. Kagami kissed Kuroko's mouth, licking his cum that's dripping on Kuroko's mouth before french kissing him. Kagami stood up, getting the condoms and lube inside his drawers. Kagami positioned himself in front of Kuroko's hole then he put a condom on his manhood. He opened the bottle of lube and put some on his hands. Kagami entered a finger inside Kuroko, slowly thrusting in and out, making Kuroko gasped and winced. "K-Kagami... k-kun... It feels... W-Weird..." Kuroko winced, uncomfortably. "Kuroko. Just bare with it a little." Kagami whispered in Kuroko's ear, licking Kuroko's earlobe. Kagami entered another finger, making Kuroko moaned with pain and pleasure. Kagami scissored his finger, stretching Kuroko's hole to fit his size. When Kagami thinks that the third finger will fit, he entered his third finger in, thrusting in and out of Kuroko. "K-Kagami-kun... I-I want you inside of me. " Kuroko moaned, almost pleading. Kagami smirked at Kuroko. Kagami leaned towards Kuroko, kissing his lips. Kagami slowly entered Kuroko's hole, groaning. "N-Ngh! K-Kuroko... You're so... T-Tight... Ngh..." "Ahh!! It... h-hurts... K-Kagami... k-kun" Kuroko ran his fingers on Kagami's back, tears falling on his cheeks and scratching Kagami's back because of the pain. Kagami kissed Kuroko's cheek, comforting him while still entering him. "J-Just bear... with it... a little... Ngh... longer..." When Kagami fully entered Kuroko's hole, he waited for a moment to make Kuroko comfortable with his size before asking him if he can move and Kuroko nodded in response. Kagami pulled out before slowly pushing it in. Kuroko moaned, groaned and gasped underneath Kagami while grabbing on the sheets, tightly. Kagami repeated what he did, over and over again until Kuroko became used to it. "A-Ahh! K-Ka... Ngh! Kagami-kun... F-Faster... Please..." Kuroko moaned on Kagami's ears, grabbing on his shoulder. "Ahh! K-Kuroko..." Kagami moaned, licking Kuroko's earlobe. Kagami placed Kuroko's left foot, above his shoulder before pulling out and slamming harder inside Kuroko's hole, hitting Kuroko's prostate, making him crazy and moaning loudly. Kagami smirked at Kuroko's reaction. "M-More... Please... K-Kagami-kun..." Kuroko moaned loudly. Kagami groaned, positioning himself. He thrusts harder and faster into Kuroko hitting his prostate, making him moaned loudly with his mind blank and completely lost in pleasure. After a minute of thrusting, Kagami felt Kuroko's walls, clenching around his manhood as a signal that he's nearly cumming. "Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! K-Kagami-kun! I'm... close..." Kuroko moaned loudly but he stopped when Kagami pulled him to stand up. They switched position, making Kuroko sit above Kagami. Kagami smirked, seductively at Kuroko. Kuroko completely understood what Kagami meant so he pulled upwards before sitting complete on Kagami's lap, sending pleasure around his body. Kuroko continued to ride on Kagami while Kagami's hands on his waist for support. Getting impatient, Kagami thrusts his waist upwards meeting Kuroko's thrusts. Kagami take a look at Kuroko who's still above him. He saw Kuroko's sweating hard and he saw his sweat, dropped on his chest then sliding on his chest down to his tummy. "Beautiful." Kagami thought, while watching Kuroko. Kuroko thrusts harder and faster, running his hands on Kagami's wet abs that's covered with sweat. Kagami felt Kuroko's walls, clenching around his manhood again. "K-Kagami-kun... A-Ahh! Cum-Cumming!" Kuroko warned, thrusting faster and faster. "N-Ngh! T-Together... L-Let's cum... Together..." Kagami's said, thrusting his waist upward. Kagami groaned when he felt Kuroko's walls, squeezed him. They both cummed, screaming their names. "AHH!! K-KAGAMI-KUN!!" "N-Ngh!! Kuroko!!" Kuroko cummed on Kagami's abs while Kagami's cummed inside Kuroko. Kuroko flopped on top of Kagami, getting tired after their intense love making. Kagami wrapped his arms on Kuroko, kissing his head before whispering. "I love you, Kuroko." Kuroko smiled, slightly at Kagami's confession. "Hai. Me, too. I love you, Kagami-kun and thank you again for making my favorite Vanilla Milkshake." Kuroko whispered, smiling before he fell asleep in Kagami's arms. *** Kuroko looked at the wall clock inside the room and saw that it was still 6 AM in the morning before turning to his side. Kuroko saw Kagami sleeping, facing his direction without his clothes on. Kuroko blushed, remembering what happened last night. He played with Kagami's hair while watching him sleeping peacefully. Kuroko's eyes widened when Kagami grabbed his wrist. Kagami opened his eyes, smiling at Kuroko. "Good Morning." Kuroko looked at him, smiling slightly. "Good Morning." "What time is it?" Kagami asked, rubbing his eyes which Kuroko find cute. "6 AM" Kagami closed his eyes still holding Kuroko's wrist. Kuroko almost gasped when Kagami pulled him close to his chest, hugging him closer. "Uhm... Kagami-kun? " Kuroko asked, looking at him with a blank stare. "Shh, Kuroko. Be quiet and let me sleep." Kagami whispered quietly, placing his chin above Kuroko's head. Kuroko nodded then smiled before they both fell asleep. (A/N: Sorry for the crappy ending and also for the wrong grammar. English is not my native language so bear with it a little. It's my first Boyxboy or Yaoi story so sorry if it's weird nanodayo xD BTW, Thank you for reading )

Been slowly writing this one for a friend. She loves it, so tell me what you think!! As always, I don't own DBZ or anything this is purely fanmade for our perverted entertainment. Goku kept his back against the wall of the Hypernolic Time Room. Here, time is distorted, slow, and lagging. You may feel like you spent years here, and in reality, it would only be minutes, even hours. He stayed quiet, keeping his energy low, unnoticed. A smile displayed across his features, the excitement rising in his chest. Vegeta was hunting him, searching for him. But Goku knew he had hidden well, and Vegeta would never notice... "Boo." Goku squealed out in shock, falling to his bottom. Vegeta laughed loudly, his fists resting on his hips triumphantly. Vegeta looked amazing, wearing all black spandex, having it hug his chest, back, and legs. After catching his breath, Goku laughed softly, "You scared me." "Obviously." He smirked softly, now crossing his arms over his chest. Goku started to get up, rise to his feet, but Vegeta raised a leg, placing the bottom of it on Goku's shoulder, and pushed him back down, "Stay down." Goku 'umphed' when he fell back down, and he laughs, "Temperamental, are we?" Vegeta smiled then, resting both feet on the sides of Goku's thighs, and he lowers himself, sitting upon his lap. A hand rose, running a hand through his hair while the other slowly peeled away the orange Gi from his shoulders, "I deserve my prey. I found you after all..." "Yeah.." Goku smiled back at him, pulling the Gi off and revealing a black T-shirt underneath. He leaned forward, his lips getting close to Vegeta's, "Took you long enough, though.." "Shut up, Kakarot." Vegeta leaned down now, filling the small gap between his and Goku's lips. They were soft, and it made Vegeta crave more. He found himself exploring the man's miuth with his tongue, deepening the kiss even more. Goku leaned into the kiss, placing one hand on the back of Vegetas neck while the other roamed his body under his tank. He felt along every muscle, every soft spot, and every scar. Each one had a different story, and he remembered nights where Goku would ask about each one, after they had slept together, of course. Vegeta let out a soft whimper, thrusting his hips against Goku's strong chest before settling back down in his lap. He felt the other man's fingers tracing the scars on his chest, back, and sides. But when his fingers lined the dark grooves on his hips, Vegetas hands grasped Goku's, "Not now.." Goku nodded, before he took his hands away and pulled his shirt up, and off of his body. Then, he did the same for Vegeta's tank. Slowly, Vegeta was moved to lying down on the cold floor, Goku hovering above him. Goku's lips pressed against Vegeta's again, softly tracing the inside of his mouth with his tongue. Goku's hands roamed down, over Vegeta's chest, the bumps of his abdomen, and slowly slid inside Vegeta's spandex pants. Vegeta lashed out, grabbing Goku's hand to stop him for a moment, but then, slowly let go, allowing him to continue his exploration. Goku's hand softly rubbed Vegeta's cock until it hardened, which also didn't take long. A crimson blush formed over Vegeta's face and he raised his arm, using it to cover his mouth to keep from crying out. Goku could feel his own member harden at the sight of his mate being pleased. He leans over, kissing and sucking on Vegeta's neck until a bright red spot formed. Slowly, Goku's lips lowered, this time attacking Vegeta's nipple. He bit the soft flesh, and smirked when Vegeta cried out, then punched his arm, "That hurt, you baka!!"

So hey...I thought of a character for another story in which I did in rp arena. Caset was a secondary character but I loved him so decided to also make him a story of his own. Warning, this story may be sad to some people, others maybe not so much. ♛Chapter 1♕ The house was fairly cold to the blond as he pulled his robe closer. The heating system wasn't working properly and Freddy said that he would fix it soon. The man explained that turning it on would perhaps start a fire so the petit blond never touched it. Blue eyes scanned the room throughly, from the corner of the area to the ceiling. Caset had just bought the house with the help of his parents. The blond male had needed one badly. There was no way that he could continue to stay with his parents at the age of twenty five. Plus, he was newly married and wanted for him and his husband to be comfortable and deal with their problems, if they were to have any, alone. Padding to the living room the blond sat upon the sofa before grabbing the blanket, in which he had left there purposely for warmth, and wrapped it around him. "Mm...I should be cooking breakfast for my husband....before he wakes up this time." The other male had to go to work in a minimal of two hours so Caset was pretty sure that his love would be happy with a nice hot breakfast before business. Sighing heavily the thin figure stood with a grunt. It would have gotten a comment from his husband if the other male was present. He would have surely complained about Caset being lazy and sounding like an old man, though the petit man never took it seriously; in fact, he just laughed. Now in the kitchen Caset opened the cabinets as well as the refrigerator to find something to cook for breakfast. He wanted a meal that would make his lover full and energized to go to work, but that was merely a stupid thought. Grabbing a hold of the dishes he would use, the shivering twenty five year old finally chose the food. There would be eggs, grits, biscuits, and bacon. At least that was what he was hoping could be done before his love went to work. Heating footsteps Caset glanced behind him and smiled. It was Freddy, his spouse. "Hey sweet heart~ morning." The man just gave a nod, giving light kisses to the blond's lips. The blond returned the kiss before placing his hands on the wide chest of Freddy's to push him away. "I'm about to cook you breakfast." The petit man smiling lightly, his pearly white teeth shining in the light of the kitchen. "Babe, you know I have to go to work early today right?" Eyes widening the blond placed his hands on his waist. This was terrible, Freddy hadn't even told him that. "You haven't told me that. Dammit Freddy!" The smaller of the two pouted while crossing his arms over his chest. They hadn't had a meal together in a while, for the last two months to be precise. A comforting rub was delivered to his arm but he pulled away. "Just go to work. I see you are all ready sooo..." Averting his eyes from the other also rolling them. Now Caset didn't really want to see the other at the moment, it was always something that prevented them from spending time together. It was getting more recent lately. "Caset don't act that way. You know I have to work." "Yeah, yeah....just go. Wouldn't want you to be late for work." Picking up the pot that he had placed on the stove and open the cabinet to slam it back into its place." Grabbing the petit blond Freddy frown at him for acting so stubborn. "I'm providing for us right? You should be happy that you have someone willing to work." "I am dammit, but not someone that works so much that they forget about the one they married." Tears now present in his azure eyes as he snatched his arm away from the older, much more mature, male. "I'm going to take you out to dinner ok...will that make you feel better?" Caset looked to his husband and pursed his lips before slowly nodding. Freddy pulled him into a hug before kissing his forehead and stepping away from him. "I have to go." The black haired man announced before turning to leave out the house. "Ok, love you." The smaller of the two yelled, only to get a wave from the one he loved as he disappeared out of the door. Sighing, Caset walked to the living room to sit down. It was all so pointless to even try. All the other would do was take him out for dinner and apologize, come home to have meaningless sex then fall into a deep slumber. It was the same old routine as of lately, albeit the blond would change that now.

Summary: Akio Takahashi is a 23 year old coffee shop musician, bless with good looks and hauntingly beautiful voice. Akio is living a very humble life, far from his family's wealth, who is famous in owning chains of first class restaurant. Being an only son, his father dotes on him and support his lifestyle, even the fact that he is gay. However, Akio is not interested in dating. He doesn't even give anyone a second look. Everyday after work, he goes straight home with mad speed. What secrets could he possibly have to make him so unsocial? Witness how Akio struggle in life as he move forward. Status: Complete Author's Note: Hi~ i am an amateur writer so please forgive me is you see any mistakes; grammar and other- in this story. (English is my third language) I'm on a vacation so i'll be writing everytime i am free. If you have the time, please add me as a friend. I'm more than happy to have someone to share my new found yaoi obsession. ^_^ This is just prologue of sorts. Please enjoy. CHAPTER ONE "This song will be my last for today, i hope you guys relax, and thanks for sticking around.. alright here goes.." *Strumming and Plucking of guitar sounds* Oh, can't you see that it's just raining.. ain't no need to go outside. Ba~by you hardly even notice, when i try to show you.. Song is meant to keep yah, from doing what your supposed to. Waking up too early, maybe we could sleep? Make you banana pancakes, pretend like it's the weekend now.. We could pretend it all the time. Oh can't you see that it's just rain~ing , ain't no need to go outside... A man sitting at the far end corner of the coffee shop waved at the waiter. "Would you ike a refill sir?" The waiter ask "Nah, i'm just wondering about that singer you got there. Does he already have a manager? I'm a talent agent, and i'm very interested in his package. Sings very fluent english too." The man wearing a sharp suit and an obviously expensive watch gave an impressed look on Akio. He heard that there was a beautiful man singing acoustically in this coffee shop, so he decided to have a look, not expecting anything. Well damn, he's too perfect. The man thought himself. Unkempt dark brown-wavy hair, dark rhum colored iris, fair and smooth complexion, and a relax modern fashion. He's the total package. "His name is Takahashi Akio, he told us that if there's anyone who wants to talk to him about this stufff, just give us your card and we will give it to him. He'll call if he's interested." The waiter said almost impassively. It's always been like this. Everyday, someone will approach them about Akio. May it be girls who adores him, or people who wants to scout him, or even men who wants to know if he is interested. Ever since Akio started singing as a performer in this coffee shop, many customers flock them. They even had to hire a guard to keep the situation under control.(well they can afford to hire one since they are always brimming with customers thanks to Akio's popularity.) Akio only sings 3pm upto 5pm every weekdays. His pay isn't really much, but he manage to survive, because he works as a Web Designer who works at home too. He doesn't hide his sexual preferrence. In fact whenever a girl confess, he just bluntly refuse them and say" I love penis, i'm sorry." When men ask him out he just bluntly say"I love huge penis. " implying them to back off immediately. As his performance comes to a close, he rushes off stage and went to the break room to change into running shoes. He puts his guitar back in it's case and leaves it at work for tomorrow's performance. "I threw another business card in the trash." The waiter said as he open the door. He just stood there watching Akio stretch his limbs, warming up for a run. "Thanks Kyou." Akio smiled at him. Kyou and Akio have been friends since high school. Kyou owns the coffeshop but decides he wants a hands-on approach in managing it. So he moves from station to station, busting, washing dishes, ordering, manning the register. You name it, he can do it. Kyou is also one of the few people who knew why Akio has to go home right away. "I'm heading home. Say hi to your wife for me!" Akio waved goodbye and dashed out the back door. Kyou gave an exaperated sigh. Clink. As he enters his house, the kitchen is already filled with mouthwatering smell. His stomach growl a little. Running to go home tends to give him an appetite. From his work, it's a 15 minute run back to his home. He can ride a car or walk home, but running is somesort of excersise for him. He never skips it. "Welcome home, your just in time i'm about to leave." His house keeper was busy washing the dishes when he saw her. He lets her manage his house, from groceries, to paying bills, to laundry and cleaning. He trust her like she is his mom. She might as well be. She practically raise him. His own mother died when he was 6, and this woman was his nanny. Till now, she never left his side. We'll at night she goes home to her family. But she always make sure that everything is taken care of before she leaves. "Here's your pay for this week. Thanks for your hardwork." He smiled at her as he place an envelope on top of the table. "Thank you! Oh, Takahashi-kun, your dinner is stew. Just heat it up when you go hungry!" She shout to him. Shout because he was already inside his bedroom. Beep. Beep. "Hello, baby. Did you miss me?" Beep. Beep. "Dinner is stew, your favorite. You should get up and try some." Beep. Beep. "Can i lay beside you? I miss you already. *chuckle* It's your birthday next week. What gift would you like?" Beep. Beep. Akio gently sat on the bed, removed his jacket and shoes and lie next beside an unmoving man. The man has a black hair, pale white skin, long dark lashes. And a hollow thin face. He is already in life support. Equipt with breathing apparatus, IV's for sustenance and central line for medicine, Akio's boyfriend of 10 years lie beside him. Without even returning any of his affection. That man was in a coma for 4 years, and has always been in Akio's care. Besides from working at the coffeeshop, he never leaves his side. All of his transaction is done on line. He gently caress his face and leans in to kiss his lips. "I guess you need to shave , huh?" Stroking his stubble. Beep. Beep. The beeping sound of the breathing machine answered him. He kiss him once more and whispered in his ears, saying this line as always... "I love you Haruto, please wake up." Hugging him lightly, Akio began his muffled sobbing.. Note: the song Akio sang is titled "Banana Pancakes by Jack Johnson. It is not made by me, nor i intend to take credit for it.

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-

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..*

Just a random collection of one shots. Some would be very mature and contain lemon, some would be very weird and pointless. Warning: PG-13, Male x Male ___________________________________________________________________________________ Chapter I: The illusion of a December’s night A figure sat between the shadows of the empty room, with an empty glass of vodka and a bottle at his side. He watched as the snow of December almost sinfully landed on the huge glass window of his apartment. His eyes followed the delicate piece of ice till it melted against the glass and then dripped to the floor, the scene somehow tugging at his heart. His lips curved up slightly and all of a sudden he was laughing, softly at first, then very loudly. His laughter echoed through the huge room and his eyes resembled that of a maniac, wide and in shock. And then…silence filled the room once again replaced by the sound of glass breaking. The pieces of the empty glass fell to the floor and scattered as the man eyes watched in fascination. That glass reminded him so much of his own empty heart as it continued to shatter simply by his existence alone. How he hated December… He thought. How he hated snow… Because it reminded him of the one thing he wished he had. There was someone he craved indeed, a sick obsession of a kind that devoured him whole by the second. He still remembers the first time they met. The other man had such a strong presence; it practically demanded his attention without uttering a single word, without moving a single muscle. Their eyes never met, but the man could do no more but to stare at that beautiful creature in awe. And then..they finally faced one another, and he watched as the other man’s mouth moved slowly to make out words, but he wasn’t really listening to them. It was like time had frozen for a moment. Then he noticed that he wasn’t the only one whose gaze followed the other man. Everyone in the room was just as taken by the man presence as he was. Nobody dared to speak a word against him, instead they all tried to approach him, to get closer to him, and for whatever reason a tint of jealousy filled the man’s heart. At that moment, without the other man’s knowledge, he had already claimed him. The man’s eyes widen at his own possessiveness but he didn’t bothered to deny the strong attraction that surge through his body at the mere sight of that demanding presence. It was that encounter that allowed for a daily visit from the man. Not a single day passed that he wouldn’t be in that room. The need to learn more about the other man grew stronger as he listened to him speak of random topics. The creature’s mind was so enticing that the man couldn’t help but watch in fascination as blunt words rolled from the other man’s tongue fluently. It was a first for him. Not once before had someone affected him in such a way. Just being in the same room as the creature caused his body to tremble and his inner beast to growl with yearning…till the day he learned that his beautiful creature already belong to someone else. The thought of another man in the creature’s life was enough to cause huge rage to fill the man’s heart. What kind of person could possibly capture such a creature? Curiosity now filled his mind, and he set out to find more about this other man. To his surprise, he already knew him. The knowledge saddened him as much as surprised him. If it was that man, whose kindness was above anyone else, then he could understand why the creature was at his side. He’ll give up, he thought. The creature only had eyes for that man, who very much deserved him. The mere thought brought so much pain to the man, the type he had never felt before, the type that felt like sweet suffocation. But the man kept his word, and silently continued to watch over the creature from afar while darkness consumed him from inside. Night after night, he would take home a stranger and wake up the next morning alone in bed. The sheets dirty and cold, and although his head hurt, it was nothing compare to the pain in his hollow heart. But the man showed no sign of such a life, he continued to smile and joke, and continued charming his way through the crowd of people till he also could call that place home. The word carried so much significance to the man who had been alone his entire life. And losing such home…had been so very devastating. His long bangs covered the man face as he continued to watch snow fall. His eyes widening slightly at the realization that snow could never fall where he lived. He remembered how he used to protest because summer in his place lasted all year long. How he hated December… How he hated snow… ____________________________________________________________________________________ End. This was one of the weird ones I suppose.

Summary: A love triangle between, the selfish Paul, who wanted to possess Patrick without admiting his love for him, the coward Patrick, unable to declare his love for Paul and the determined Thomas who wins Patrick's heart. Status: Complete Right this is my second try, I'm trying to make it longer. It's hard for me bec I'm very impatient, so be nice, hehe Critics are allowed, ideas on the plot too.. Hope you ejoy it. ch. I University was opening before me. I had worked so hard and I was going to be there… My college was such a huge building with so many aisles, departments, doors, people wandering round, young people like me feeling insecure, feeling that an enormous new world was opening form them. I was quite excited. I was the first member of my family going to University and even my little sister was telling her friends. So there I was, trying to stay calm, find my class and start my new life as University student. I left my old Patrick behind the doors of my high school with Paul still lingering on my mind. He stopped talking to me because of all the changes happening to me. We were childhood friends; we accepted each other the way we were. He was my best friend and I have loved him so much during the last five years. I had to endure all his girlfriends, his affairs. I was heartbroken but happy to fulfill one of my dreams and he ruined my little happiness calling me egoist because I wasn’t going to the Technical School with him. How I could? I just wanted to fall apart and start again. - Traitor!! He called me - What?! , come on Paul, what are you talking about? - Your mom… your mom told me you’ve received your admission letter yesterday! Are you going to the Uni???When were you telling me???!!!! Is that true? - It’s true- I tried to stay calm because I had lot of things to tell him before leaving. - But…. But we were supposed to go together to the Tech School; we were supposed to be always together. I tried to calm down myself before speaking to that handsome playboy who was yelling at me like a child. - Listen, I have to do this, I WANT to do this and you’d support me as my best friend. Please, Paul, be happy for me, I’ve been there for you always, the football team! I ran with you, I trained with you, I suffered with you, so Paul…. - No! I refuse! You selfish bastard, you’re leaving town without telling me! At that moment the only thing I wanted to do was to cuddle him in my arms, kiss his tears of rage away and tell I wasn’t going anywhere. I get closed to him and told him: - Come on Paul, you’re grown enough to cry. I’m sorry, call me what you want but I’m gonna do this... - Don’t come near me, bloody selfish, don’t touch me, and don’t talk to me ever! He ran away down the street shouting:”traitor, damn egoist, selfish, I hate you and you’ll regret it all your life…” I was left there and back home his words were resounding on my head again and again but I was sure I had to do it…..

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.

Notes and Disclaimer: All persons and situations are not based on real or actual persons or events. Commentary is supported, though please refrain from trying to take over, this is not intended to be a round robin. I haven't had a chance to proofread this, so it might be a bit choppy. Kinks Used in This Post: ~~~ Alex had put up a decent fight in the beginning, he'd even managed to kill one of the men who was sent to subdue him, though back up had come soon after and Alex hadn't stood a chance. Beaten nearly senseless he had been knocked unconscious and tossed into the back of the van. The assassin expected to be driven to some desolate location where he'd likely be shot in the back of the head and kicked over into a shallow grave. In all honesty, Alex probably shouldn't have been surprised. After all, he'd been involved with various underground organizations for as long as he could remember. Alex was well aware of the fact that no one talked to the police and anyone who did was as good as dead. Musing his life over as a set of cold, steel cuffs were snapped around his thin wrists and a bit of cloth around his eyes, Alex thought back to the day his deadbeat father had sold him to a small gang of drug traffickers. Thankfully, the group had only been interested in shoving baggies of crack down Alex's throat for him to transport passed authorities, rather than anything sexual. Even now Alex could faintly recall the name of the small time gang and the cartel down south they had been involved with when they had been active. When a hard, plastic ball was pulled between Alex's teeth and the straps of the ball gag pulled and secured at the back of his head he thought back to what happened when the gang thought he was too old to pass by authorities undetected. Part of the appeal of buying him at a young age was the simple fact that the police rarely assumed small children were used for transport, while a teenager was a bit more likely. At the age of thirteen Alex had been picked up by the police because they'd been suspicious. They kept him in a communal jail cell for as long as they could before being forced to release him due to a lack of evidence. The moment Alex stumbled back into the gang's hangout they'd questioned him and decided they couldn't use him for much longer. Rather than release him the leader arranged to sell him to the cartel keeping them in business. By his teens there was more appeal to Alex physically than had been when he was only a child. Luckily for Alex, the cartel head, Anton Reyes, had merely been interested in collecting rare things, or people, and had little physical interest in the teenage boy. For nearly five years Alex had lived a relatively easy life. Anton hired tutors to get Alex caught up on anything he missed academically and to get him ahead of his peer group. What Alex didn't realize, from the age of thirteen to eighteen, was the fact that Anton had been shaping him into a weapon or something useful. Though it was clear that the old man, before his death, had grown fond of Alex over the years. Inevitably, nothing good lasted long and Anton died, leaving Alex to his next of kin. Anton's heir was his snobby, cruel, but ambitious thirty something year old grandson who viewed Alex unfavorably. Soon after the funeral Alex was sent away to work for a local crime lord to whom Ricardo, Anton's grandson, owed a favor. Changing location wasn't too horrible, if anything Alex found the cooler, drearier climate of the north east coast of the U.S. more agreeable. The downside was the fact that the crime lord, Vincent Cantor, didn't see Alex as anything more than a potential bed warmer or just another underling to run errands. Alex wasn't necessarily happy, but he was content. Most of his life had become making deliveries, occasionally getting his hands dirty when an enforcer made too much of a mess, and doing what he was told in general. It was almost boring with how routine it was. On the plus side, Alex was allowed to buy his freedom after a while. Three years in and Alex had accumulated more than enough money to give in exchange for doing as he pleased. Vincent had accepted it, looking mildly amused, knowing that while he no longer owned Alex it was unlikely that Alex would ever really leave the lifestyle behind. Vincent would have been correct, as within a week of being free Alex was actively seeking open hits on a few small time criminals and regular people who had messed up badly. A cheating husband was strangled to death, as per his wife's instructions, a drug dealer who wasted all of his product smoking it himself was burned to death, among a variety of murders Alex had committed for money. In a week Alex had managed to kill a number of people, all in untraceable ways, despite the sometimes gruesome nature of some situations. Eventually, Alex was lead back to Vincent within a few months, looking for something higher in profile. Vincent had grinned a shark-like grin when Alex came in and gestured for him to sit so they could talk. It wasn't long after that when a number of politicians, rival crime bosses and a few others turned up dead. Vincent, and the Cantor crime family, had absolute control over the city all due to Alex. After paying Alex for his work Vincent had suggested Alex staying, but Alex declined, wanting to get a few for the world before figuring anything out. Wandering the world Alex had come across a man roughly the same age as him. Dave Genovese was the son of a corrupt businessman who had connections with Vincent Cantor and a few other organizations around the world. Dave, like Alex, had been molded and shaped into something more formidable to be used by men with too much power. They, Alex and Dave, worked together for a number of years, before an altercation resulting in them parking ways, leaving an odd scar on Dave's back by his shoulder and one on the back of Alex's hand. Alex found his way back to Vincent and spent a year working for him, then a new, fresh faced detective contacted Alex. By now Alex was getting bored with his way of life and wanted out, so when he was asked for incriminating evidence on Vincent he was more than happy to comply. For a short while, Alex was sure Vincent and a few other equally powerful underworld figured would be locked up. However, due to a technicality Vincent walked and it was leaked to him that Alex had been working with the police. Hitting a particularly large pothole the van bounced, pulling Alex back from his trip down memory lane. Not even a minute later and the van had come to a stop, though Alex didn't know where exactly. The feeling of a needle both confused and worried Alex. If they were merely going to kill him why bother drugging him? Alex barely flinched when his shirt had been hiked up and the needle pressed against his skin, right over his spine. "How long will that take to work anyway?" A red headed man asked from the front of the van, while the burly one holding Alex and the needle shrugged. "Maybe a few minutes, it'll keep him from moving below the neck." The man said, forcing the long needle in before pushing the syringe. Alex had tried to struggle, to fight, not knowing what awaited him now. He was expecting a quick and easy death, but now he suspected that if they were going to kill him it was going to be slow and painful. Feeling his limbs weaken in response to the sedative Alex slumped to the floor of the van, being held up only by the man's grip on him. "Is it permanent?" The read head inquired as he got out of the van and came around back to unlock the door. "I'm guessing now, but you never know..." "Nah, it'll wear off, so the boss wants us to regularly keep him dosed up every few hours." Burly man said as he hefted the cuffed, gagged and temporarily paralyzed Alex over his shoulder. "Would be too dangerous to chain him up and hope that it holds." Alex was brought into the mansion, the one Vincent was currently living in anyway, and was taken down into the basement. All the while, Alex was able to hear people moving about, servants working in the mansion, but little else. Of course, Alex wasn't sure where he was exactly, as the blindfold was still in place. Once in the basement, the burly man tossed Alex onto a bed at the center of the room. Unknown to Alex the room was all cement, padded, sound proof walls, and a steel reinforced door. Lining each wall were a series of large cabinets, some holding clothing or things to keep Alex preoccupied during his stay in the basement. The furnishings were limited to the bed, what looked like a doctor's chair, and a bolted down table. As two women entered the blindfold and cuffs were removed, though Alex was still gagged and paralyzed. Two of the cabinets were opened, one filled to the brim with frilly, lacy, pink dresses and accessories, while the other looked more like someone's makeup back threw up inside. With sudden realization Alex realized what it was all for and what was going to happen. As much as Alex would have liked to thrash around, even if the struggle would do nothing, it was impossible with the sedative. "Can you hold him up?" One woman asked, the one who had picked out a short, Lolita dress and a set of white thigh high stockings, among other things. "It'll be easier to dress him this way." The burly man sighed, clearly thinking that helping them play dress up with the boss' new toy was a waste of time. Regardless, he lifted Alex up holding him in an almost standing position. Together they managed to strip him and then began to work on redressing him. "You know, I never knew Mr. Cantor was into this sort of thing." The makeup woman said, watching as the other two worked on dressing Alex. "And who said pink was the best color to go with? It completely clashes with those eyes." "The boss requested pink, and I think it looks great on...well, Alex won't work, what do you think of 'Alexis?'" The woman working a pink thong onto Alex asked. Alex shuddered, not liking the proposed name change. "Anyway, I think pink suits Alexis fine." "I would have picked a matching red, possibly something with a vampiric feel to it, personally." Makeup woman responded as she picked out a palate to suit both Alex and the clothing picked out for him. "Felicia, has anyone else been in here? I can't find my brushes." "They should be in there." Felicia stated as she admired how the thong looked on Alex, before working on getting the stockings and garter belt onto him. "Have you tried the told shelf? Maybe you accidentally brought them out of the room last time you used them? Try the kitchen." "Yeah, I do remember taking them upstairs for cleaning a few days ago..." The makeup woman murmured as she headed for the door to the staircase up. "So, Felicia." The burly man began. "Has Selena mentioned anything about me? Since our last date I mean." Felicia frowned as she secured the first stocking into place. She hadn't really been sure how to breach the topic with Nathan, the burly man. "You know, she hasn't said much since then, I'm sure everything's great though. Otherwise she wouldn't have said yes to the first date." Alex groaned through the gag as Felicia spoke, he really didn't feel like being an unwilling audience to this mafia soap opera. "It's rude to interrupt, Alexis." So far Alex bad a frilly pink thong, which thankfully were designed to accommodate the obvious fact that he wasn't female, and both stockings on with the garter belt to hold them up and in place. The dress was the last important bit and Alex was anything but excited. "Oh, I almost forgot about the piercings Mr. Cantor wanted..." Felicia said, holding the dress and looking Alex over. "Two on the nipples, nothing else right away since Alexis' ears are already pierced." Just then, Selena showed back up, brush kit in hand. Along with her was another person, a man covered in tattoos and piercings. Following up was the red headed driver from earlier, who looked absolutely bored. "Hey, so I guess Zach is here for Alex's piercings?" Selena said as she lead the way into the room, both men in tow. "Kind of forgot we were getting those done too." "I'm doing his tattoo later this week, didn't Vin tell you guys?" Zach said as he pushed his way forward to examine Alex. "Just the nipples? Boring, but if that's what the boss man wants. Maybe the tattoo will be more creative." Alex wasn't sure what to think about all of this, shock had since faded and while the women's clothing was humiliating it wasn't the worst that could be done to him. Briefly, he wondered if they'd get him all dressed up and then kill him, or if more humiliating things were to follow first. Alex could only imagine some hiker coming across his decomposing corpse stuffed into that ridiculous pink dress. The mental image almost made him snicker, but with the gag in the way such an action was impossible. "Might be easier if you set him down a moment for this." Zach said as he placed his backpack down and retrieved a sterile needle and two silvery hoops. "I wouldn't want you to drop him and the skin to tear after all." Nathan nodded, moving to set Alex down over in the doctor's chair a few paces away from the bed. Zach loomed overhead, looking pleased. "So did I mention what happened to Vin's last pet?" Zach said as he placed the needle against the side of Alex's right nipple, then pushed it through. "Sold him to some guy upstate who paid to have Vin's name removed and his own tattooed over. I suggested something more original than 'property of name of some egotistical rich guy.' Didn't go over as well as I'd hoped." Alex flinched as the first hoop was pushed through and secured, and the second piercing followed in the same manner. Zach went over the piercings with alcohol wipes, cleaning the blood and removing any source of infection. "Those'll be tender for a while, but then I'm sure that's why Vin has this sort of thing done with his pets. Could be worse, at least he doesn't ask for them to have Prince Albert piercings." Satisfied, Zach stood. "'Kay, I'm done here, see you guys later, or tonight, whenever." With that Zach was gone and Nathan was pulling Alex back up to his feet. The dress was the last bit left, though Felicia was looking Alex over, thinking carefully. "A padded bra would have been nice, but Mr. Cantor would have a fit if we ruined Alexis' piercings." She lamented as she picked up the pink dress and started to pull it up and over Alex's narrow hips. "We can maybe work in a corset next time, since it wasn't specified as a necessity this time." With the dress on Felicia simply had to pull Alex's arms into the sleeves and lace up the back. After all of that Felicia looked satisfied, to a point. It was obvious there was more she wanted to do, with both Alex and the clothing. "He's all yours, Selena." Felicia said as she made her exit, leaving the red headed man, Nathan and Selena alone with Alex. "It's not ideal, but I think I've got the a decent combination of colors for him." Selena intoned as she motioned for Nathan to set Alex back down in the doctor's chair. "This shouldn't take long..." It didn't take long, Selena first worked on wiping down his skin and applying a primer, then added some foundation and a pale, pink blush to the apples of his cheeks. The eyes, a color not so well suited for pink, were given the same treatment of pink, but they were also lined with ordinary black eyeliner and mascara. As for lips a bright pink, long lasting lipstick was selected. It was hard working around the ball gag, but Vincent had been insistent on Alex remaining gagged until that night. "I think...a hair clip or two should work fine." Selena said as she went back to the cabinet to seek out something that would match. "Oh! This is perfect." The last touch to their masterpiece was a pink flower hair clip, which pinned Alex's hair off to the side of his face, framing it in a feminine manner. "Well, I'm done." With that, like Zach and Felicia, Selena left them alone down in the basement as she disappeared upstairs. "Is sampling out of the question?" The red headed man asked as he and Nathan worked on placing Alex on the bed. There were to be no bonds, other than the gag, but Vincent had wanted Alex arranged in a certain way. "From what I've heard this evening it'll be a free for all after the boss has had his fill." Nathan said, which caused Alex to shudder. It wasn't hard to imagine what would happen at this point. Nathan pushed Alex onto his back, then forced his legs apart and his knees up. The dress was hiked up to reveal Alex's thong covered groin and the tops of his thighs. Nothing was left to the imagination, which was causing a not so small problem with Nathan and Reed, the red headed man. Both were tempted, but both realized the risks and consequences of taking Vincent's toy before he had his first go at his pet. "Tonight's going to be fun." Reed said, quietly, his mind flooded with aroused thoughts. The other nodded, forcing himself to walk to the door, pulling Reed along with him. Neither wanted to linger, so they turned off the lights, leaving Alex in the dark and ascended the stairs, letting the door slam shut and lock behind them.

Summary: Airic [pronounced Eric] was just your everyday teenage boy. Until his mother was put on trial for a crime she didn't commit. Now Airic is forced to leave behind everything he's ever known to venture into the strange world his father (a man he barely knows) lives in. Forced into his father's life until his 18th birthday, or his mother's acquittal, Airic must cope with the strange new world before him. What he didn't plan on was meeting 'Morgue' the odd Japanese goth who steals his heart. He never counted on falling in love. He never counted on finding an all consuming passion for another boy. He never counting on growing to love the strange family he never knew he'd had.... And when Airic just may hold the key to saving this family, and his love, from complete collapse; will he rise to the challenge?? Status: In Progress Author's Note. 18+ Rating for later chapters. I also plan on this being an on going story, as I personally enjoy yaoi relationships built on more than just "you're sexy I'm sexy lets be sexy together" xD I also included a cast of characters as I am a very visual oriented person, plus it's just fun to have a fantasy cast eh? And Please let me know what you think!! ►Prologue◄ There comes a time in every young adult’s life when they realize that their parents are just as flawed as them. After all adulthood isn’t a magic word in which a title is bestowed upon the wearer and suddenly they are godlike in every respect. Adults, like children and teens make mistakes; they get angry, they can be selfish and most importantly they can and often do make bad decisions. And just like children and teens they often don’t think about the consequences until it is far too late to fix the results. Unfortunately for Airic the realization of just how true this statement and how complicated the consequences can be came when he was seated across from his mother in the San Francisco county jail. “How could you let this happen mom?” he murmured just loud enough that the older brunette could hear him through the corded phone. Airic had never been to a jail before and he couldn’t help but feel as if, in that moment, his life had become a strange cosmic joke. Maybe he’d wake up tomorrow and realize this was all some sort of bad dream, a result of staying up too late watching crime dramas and bingeing on too much pizza. But as his eyes roamed over the face of his mother the heartbreaking reality was setting in. His mom was now facing felony drug charges as the result of her deplorable taste in men. For the last year and a half Cecilia Parker had been dating, her now VERY ex-boyfriend Mathew Tutland, needless to say the sad truth that he was a drug smuggler and dealer came to light only when the drug dogs at the local high school; where Ms. Parker taught sophomore English, discovered the Kilo of methamphetamines hidden in the lining of the trunk of her Honda Accord. A completely distraught Cecilia, putting two and two together only after being VERY publically arrested during her lecture on the image of a fool-hardy and decadent society depicted in F. Scott Fitzgerald’s ‘Great Gatsby’. Now here she sat almost two weeks later with tear salted cheeks, saying her last goodbye to her seventeen year old son through bullet-proof glass at the local jail. “I’m s-sorry Airic, I know there is nothing I can say to rectify this. If I had maybe been a little more suspicious of Mathew perhaps none of this would have happened.” His mother sobbed back. While Airic knew deep down that the only thing his mom was guilty of in the slightest was having too much faith in a man who would disappear at strange times- something that had tipped him off long ago that Tutland wasn’t all that he appeared to be- he couldn’t help but place the blame on her now for the ordeal he was about to go through. Unfortunately for Airic he was still only seventeen. A reluctance he never thought he’d have to feel at his birthday party, a mere two days prior to his mother’s arrest. Since Airic was still considered under age he had two options. Become a ward of the state until his eighteenth birthday or, an option that seriously made him contemplate the benefits of foster care, live with his father. Though Airic shared his last name, he hadn’t seen the man since he was five years old. Thanks to the local law enforcement however, he had been tracked down and Airic was now awaiting his arrival, spending his last moments with his mom. Airic didn’t know what to say in response. All he knew about his dad was what he looked like in 2002. A fact he only knew because of the one photo his mom had kept from his fifth birthday party. Let’s face it, how much do you remember from your half decade of existence on the planet? Already Airic could feel his chest tightening, partially in sorrow and partially in fear. Albert Atewood lived in Seattle, or at least he had been located there. And while Washington was only one state up, Airic would be leaving everything he’d ever known. All of his friends, and the little piece of community he knew like the back of his hand. “I never told you why we split up did I?” his mother asked, wiping away tears with both hands and picking up the black phone again. “No you didn’t, at least not fully.” The little pieces about the divorce that his mom had bestowed upon him were simply small phrases such as ‘we had a different view of what we wanted our lives to be,’ ‘he had a dream and I didn’t fit in with it,’ and other vague forms of blowing off that Airic had gotten so used to that by the time he was fifteen he’d stopped asking or caring all-together. After all the man hadn’t even tried to contact him after he’d left. No letters, no calls, not even a birthday card. It was obvious he wanted nothing to do with him and honestly at this point in his life the only reason he was considering him now was because he had no real choice. “Well you know that he and I had a difference of an opinion on the type of environment we wanted to raise you in,” his mother said just as cryptically as she always had, her gaze now leaving her son’s face in a subtle act of embarrassment. “He always had this grand dream for his life and while he wanted me, and you to be apart of if I had to face the reality. I was no longer 16- I met him in high school, I don’t think I ever told you that did I?” His mom always had a tendency to speak in chunks of flustered, out-of-order speech whenever she had to address things that made her uncomfortable or embarrassed. Airic suddenly had a flashback to a time when his mom had to explain the birds and bees to him after receiving a note requesting permission for him to attend sex education. “No, you didn’t.” “Well it was a different time then. The 80’s were like an entire century of its own squeezed into ten small years. And I was totally caught up in his crazy fantasy. Caught up enough that when I told him I was pregnant- at 18, it was 1988 at that point- and he asked me to marry him I thought that maybe his crazy dreams would really work. Maybe we could have this amazing family and go on all sorts of outlandish adventures he had planned. And when I had a miscarriage a little less than 6 months later –something he considered a small bump in the road mind you- I was more than willing to go along with it. After all I loved him and you can clearly see how blind I can be when I fall for men now cant you?!!” his mom was slightly hysteric at this point as she raised her hands indicating their surroundings as evidence. Airic was just attentively listening, this was the most his mom had ever spoken on the subject, and given his year sentence to live with the man, he was now absorbing everything he could. “… Anyway by 95’ my patience with him and his crazy life he wanted me to just go along with was wearing thin. I mean I wasn’t a little girl anymore! And all the oddities he could have collected in the world wouldn’t have made me want to stay. And then I found out I was pregnant with you a year later and that was the defining moment for me. You, my precious baby, were everything.” Airic could imagine his mom reaching up to stroke his face in the way parents often did in movies and such. And Cecilia seemed to echo the sentiment because she raised her hand to the glass. “I gave him an ultimatum. He could go on and pursue his bizarre love and I would take care of you all on my own. But your father was just as much in love with you then as I was, or at least he seemed to be. He chose us. We settled down in San Francisco –at the time I was lined up to work for the paper, you know how much I wanted to be a writer,” at this point Airic was becoming a little frustrated. Just what the hell was his mom babbling about? So far all she had managed to say was that his dad had some sort of strange obsession. Did he want to be a rockstar? Was he some sort of eccentric artist? Maybe he was a hobo! his gut tightened at that particular idea. “… And everything seemed to be ok for a little while. A lot of his friends from the wilder days would come and visit. Some of them I didn’t like being around you at all-never mind the strange stares and things we’d occasionally get- then at your fourth birthday party Bert came, and you were so frightened by him you started to cry. I told him that I didn’t want any of them around anymore.” Airic probed his memory desperately trying to place the name with a face. “Bert?” “He was one of your father’s closest friends. Bertrum Haim, also known as The Animale.” “The Animale?” “The two of them started the whole show together. You see your father thought he was the next P.T. Barnum. ” Now why did that name sound familiar? “Your father runs a circus freakshow.” Cast of Characters: [i suggest you read the prologue before you look at this section because it [i]really[/i] is a spoiler] This list will be updated and added to periodically as more and more characters are revealed. [/center]

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 >////>

Summary: Plot is partially based off of "Judgement of Corruption" in the Seven Deadly Sins Series. Settings are from the Evillious Chronicles (which the Seven Deadly Sins Series accompanies). Len is a defense attorney fresh out of law school who's relatively confident in his skills. Rin ends up in the wrong place at the wrong time and is charged with a crime she didn't commit. After finding out that the case has been taken to the federal level immediately, Len realizes that Kaito is the judge, and the only way for him to win is to out-bribe the prosecution. However, he's short on money, and the prosecution already gave Kaito piles of cash for a guilty verdict! How will he convince Kaito to hand down a not guilty verdict instead? Status: Chapter 1: Done Chapter 2: In Progress Warnings: Possible BDSM scenarios, possible dub-con (dubious, but consensual) scenarios Other Notes: Len and Rin are siblings in this fanfic. Riliane Lucifen d'Autriche = Rin Allen Avadonia = Len Gallerian Marlon (who will be called Marlon for short) = Kaito Kayo Sudou = Luka Ney Futapie = Neru Both the Seven Deadly Sins Series and Evillious Chronicles belong to 悪ノP/mothy, not me. Money Isn't Always Hell's Best Lawyer Chapter 1 "Riliane Lucifen d'Autriche, you are charged with the attempted assault of Miss Kayo Sudou. You are to be tried for your crime tomorrow." I watched in horror as they dragged Riliane off to a police car. I could've sworn the last thing I heard her shout was "It wasn't me! Allen saw it all!" What she said was true; I was there for the entire scene, so I knew for a fact that it wasn't her. It was actually my ex-girlfriend Ney Futapie, who, in a drunken, jealous rage, tormented Kayo, the local tailor who ran the most successful clothing company in all of the land, for "spending too much time with MY Len-kun" and threatened her with a smashed beer bottle. She then handed it off to Riliane, who was passing by as Kayo called the cops. Having graduated law school summa cum laude two weeks ago, and having won my first case yesterday, I wanted to take on this case for my twin. And how could I not? All evidence was in my favor. I even took snapshots of Ney before, during, and after Riliane's arrival, so I had all the evidence I needed to disprove anything Kayo's attorney said about Riliane. Hurrying over to the police car, I prepared myself to be met with resistance, but was shocked to not be stopped. "Excuse me, may I talk to this woman before you leave?" I asked. The police, a little confused, moved aside and opened the door, one of them holding onto her by her handcuffs. I looked into her confused and upset eyes before talking. "Riliane, I'll cover this case for you. It's going to be okay. Just relax and let me do the talking. I'll make sure you get out of this alive." I said in as gentle a voice I could manage and felt a bit happier when Riliane smiled in response before they forced me away, closed the door, and drove off to the county jail. I knew that it was generally frowned upon to defend someone I was close to, but here in the prefecture of Evillious, and the entire continent of Bolganio in general, the justice system was different from those of most other countries. All sorts of corruption plagued our justice system. People did everything and anything they could to vouch for their friends in court; people lied under oath, made ridiculous objections that often were allowed, but most frequently, in Evillious especially, people bribed the judge and jury to rule in their favor. This was how judges had been making money for centuries, and it hasn't changed since the founding of Bolganio. All lawyers were given traditional educations, but were expected to know about these corrupt dealings on their own. Having two lawyers as parents, I knew the ins and outs of the corrupt judicial system, so winning this case would be a snap for me… Or so I thought. Later at my house, I received notice of where the trial would be held and who the judge would be. My brow furrowed as I viewed the name of the judge. "GALLERIAN MARLON" it said in all caps. I wondered if the government still printed names on official papers in all caps like it had up until recently before reading where the trial would be held. My eyes nearly came out of their sockets after realizing that this case would be held in the Union State of Evillious' Dark Star Court. That very court was the highest in all of the land, and what that told me was that I had to win this case at all costs. Losing a case in federal court meant my twin would never see the light of day ever again. Winning would escalate me into the high life of Evillious. The risk was high, but so was the reward. For a beginner like me to land a victory at this stage would be unprecedented in Bolganian history. So, I excitedly called the county jail and requested to speak to Riliane. Five minutes later, she came on the other line. "Hello?" her soft, gentle voice sounded. It brought me great joy to hear my twin's smaller voice sound as healthy as ever. "Hey, Riliane, you heard where the trial's going to be held?" I asked, excitedly. "I know. It's going to federal court." she said glumly. "Why aren't you excited? If I win this, we'll be living fancy in no time!" I said excitedly, wondering why she sounded so sad. "That's just it. You can't win." Riliane replied. My mood suddenly dampened, I took a few deep breaths to take in what she just told me. "Did you hear? Kayo gave the judge 1 billion yen outright to rule against me and dismiss all information about Ney as hearsay. Unless you can come up with a better bribe, I'm toast." My mind began to race. Seeing that Kayo's tailoring business made her a multi-billionaire when it evolved into a full-fledged clothier with many chains all throughout Bolganio, she definitely had the money to make a bribe of that scale. What I didn't expect of her (but really should have) was that she'd even think of doing that. Despite being kind and friendly on the outside, Kayo Sudou was actually an evil, envious bitch on the inside who would kill for an item she wanted. She once even attempted to murder Riliane because she wanted her hairpin. Because of the corrupt judicial system, Kayo's crime went unpunished. That knowledge made my blood boil in hatred of the woman. "Hold on. I have to check something." I briefly left the phone to check my bank account on my phone. My heart sunk at what I saw. I had only 100000 yen in my savings account and even less than that in my checking account. Running back to the phone, I was afraid of telling Riliane the truth, so I tried to act like everything was fine. "Are you all right, Allen? You're panting into the phone." She told me, a little bit of fear present in her voice. "Uh… Yeah! I'm fine! I just checked my bank account, and I think I can beat that bribe! I was celebrating, so that's why I'm tired!" I fibbed. I knew for a fact that that was the most outrageous lie I'd ever told, but I had to do it to keep Riliane at ease. "Anyway, I shouldn't be keeping you for so long. Your phone time is limited, right?" "Yeah, it is. I was going to hang up now anyway. It's almost dinnertime." My twin said. "Okay. Be safe. Love you." I said. "Love you too," Riliane said before hanging up. I hung up after she did and flopped onto my couch in despair. I only had 100000 yen! How would that compare to Kayo's 1 billion?! The judge wouldn't even listen to me if that was all I had! Damn the world and the unfairness of the judicial system! "GODDAMMIT!" I screamed into a pillow and punched it a couple times. I had no idea what I was getting myself into. This case was looking more and more hopeless as time went by. This was looking like a battle I couldn't win. ((Author's note: Please tell me how I did with this! I did a lot of research on the Evillious Chronicles to make this!))

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.