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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Summary: This story will be about Hiro and Yui... Hiro is a 25 year old college student looking for his first job, with high expectations for his life, but after getting dumped he realizes things don't usually work that way... Yui is a 35 year old elite salaryman... Yui is gay, but strongly hates that part of him... One night these two men, decide that for one night only they'll change themselves into someone else... A diferent persona... They end up meeting each other and have sex... The thing is... what will happen when Yui and Hiro find out that the night they want to forget will be brought to day light when Hiro get's hired to the company Yui works for...?! Let's find out shall we... Status: Dropped Warning: This fiction is rated +18! It contains strong language and explicit sex scenes. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hiro “It was pouring that day… The day I met him…That day…. Everything changed! I was your ordinary cheerful guy… Normal childhood… Went thru high school with my share of winnings and losses, had friends and girlfriends… Got to university of my choice, grades always were normal, but on the overall you could consider them good. Managed to finish my degree with positive results, the only thing I expected out of the whole thing was just to be over soon… To be done with… To move on… I wanted to work, be able to give it my best… Build a life, meet a girl, get married…have kids… All seemed possible, reachable… The girl I thought might be the one, I met her on my 4th year in college… Mei…. Mitsuo Mei… She was very beautiful, smart, funny… we went along great… All in my head I was making big plans… Once I tell her my feelings she would feel happy, she would be with me, and with that as a starting point we would have a perfect life… But that was all just in my mind… The day I confessed my feelings was the moment my life took a different road… a new path… She turned me down that day… Gently, scared… Almost in an inaudible tone she said… “I’m sorry Hiro… Hiro is a friend, I never really thought of Hiro in any other way… Hiro is funny and cute but I don’t see you as a love interest… I’m so sorry…” It should have just been just a rejection followed by heartbreak right?! Everyone goes thru it at least once in their life time… The reason it hit me so hard, the reason I went on a downwards spiral was simply the fact that I realized for the first time that all I might wish might not come true… Such a silly thing really… I know I can turn all this around… But today… Just for today, I don’t wanna be, act or live like myself… Just for today… I want to be someone else...” Yui “I’m old enough to know better… That was my exact thought the first time I met him… Even the weather that day was a premonition of what was coming… A stormy weather, a wind strong enough to change paths… Me?! I just happened to be on the way of all that… My position, my work, my value will never be questioned… However the secret I’m carrying might just well destroy me… I have a bad predisposition 24/7, I act like I’m an almighty fellow when I’m nothing but a coward… I’m ashamed of myself, of what goes on in my head every time I go on the streets… That’s why I lock myself indoors every chance I got… I have no social life, and even when I’m requested to and politeness has to speak louder I go as an act of pure courtesy…just so i don’t look even weirder than I already am… On the outside, the image I project is of a 35 years old elite salary man… My work at the company is remarkable… Perfect. I’m the right hand man of the director, I manage myself all the situation involving important cases related to the finances of the company… I am an exceptional worker… But… I know just how much I’m disgusting… Since back in my school days , I know just how much I’m deplorable… I’m gay… And I’m a man… Never once, have I ever revealed this to anyone… The questions about whether or not I’ll be marring soon, already past and gone… No one cares anymore… They only think I hate people… They only think I can love anyone…They only think… I don’t really care what they think… So they just forgot all about me… Truth is… it hurts so much going thru every day alone… This pain is slowly killing me… destroying me… making me so miserable… The last punishment came from one of my colleagues… He’s getting married… I had a secret passion for him… I liked the way he smiled, it was never, of course, directed at me, but I still loved to watch it from the dark… the way he walked, the way he talked… I was always there watching him… Wanting him, lusting for him, to desiring him from the shadows… But he’s getting married… And today, I’m heartbroken without even get the chance to show him… just how much he meant to me… I really hate myself… I really do… I wish… that only for today I could change myself… I wish that only for today I manage to kill this hateful person and become someone else… Even if it’s just for today… I wish….”

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

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

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

ONE SHOT: Love Between Two Sensei’s One shot from His One Wish. After being dismissed by the principal, Isao and Ryota sensei were heading towards their assigned classrooms. "Isao-sensei, do you want to take a detour before going straight to our classes?" Ryota asked tentatively looking down on Isao's beautiful dark head. "No, I wouldn't mind at all Ryota-sensei," Isao replied in agreement continuing to walk gracefully at Ryota's side. After a couple minutes of silence, Ryota cleared his throat. "Hmm, how have you been Isao-sensei? How are your parents doing?" Ryota-sensei asked trying to make small talk, to fill this void of silence. "My parents are doing fine, thanks for asking. They are on a trip right now. I'm handling the new term just fine. I get a little depressed from time to time. Oh, but I always manage to pull through, no need for you to worry, Ryota-sensei." Isao-sensei said in an assuring tone of voice. Finding this display of independent and reassuring attitude of Isao-sensei's endearing behavior, Ryota-sensei detected the complete opposite underlying tone of what Isao-sensei said. Noticing that a staircase is coming up Ryota slowed down and reaching the alcove of the staircase, Ryota pulled Isao by the elbow towards the alcove to have a talk in private from unwanted and prying eyes. "Are you really okay? I know you, Isao-sensei. You’re the type to hold everything in and you start to become despondent and you go about your duties like a zombie." Ryota said worriedly as he pulled Isao-sensei up against his chest to try and comfort him as he leaned against the wall under the stairs. "Come Come... Don't hold it in. You can tell me about it, you know you can trust me."Ryota replied in a soothing voice as he got to finally hold Isao-sensei in his arms and began to gently rub his hands up and down Isao-sensei's back. Gazing up into the face of the man he loved dearly, Isao heard he concern in his voice and saw the worry in his eyes. Lips starting to quiver, Isao buried his head in Ryota's chest and started to cry softly from the pressure and uncertain feelings he's been having. “Ryota… Sobs... You always know when I'm not being myself. How can that be, though? When you can't figure out feelings?" Isao whispered that last part afraid of him finding out his feelings but in a way he wants Ryota to discover it on his own. "Nothing gets past you, except one thing." Isao sniffled out hugging Ryota tighter. " There...There. Tell me what else is bothering you, Isao-sensei." Ryota said as he felt his Isao-chan hug him tighter and had a blissful expression on his face. Rummaging in his pocket, Ryota found his hanker-chief and handed it to Isao so he can wipe away his tears and nose. Blowing his nose into the hanker-chief, Isao hiccupped and wiped his eyes. "You see, there is somebody I really like, maybe even love, but I'm too afraid of telling this person my feelings for fear of causing a rift between us. Sniffles... Because this person always manages to flirt with me but when I flirt back and it becomes awkward, this person turns around and makes it into, into a joke... And I'm as confused as to what to make of it." Isao sobbed out as he covered his face with his hands. Hiccup.. He burrowed deeper into Ryota's embrace. A little shocked and dismayed that his Isao-chan likes somebody to this extent, Ryota became pissed at the person who is foolish enough to play around his Isao-chan's affections. *Winks* "Have you confronted this person and asked why they're doing that to you?" Ryota questioned, frustration leaking out of his voice as he gazed down upon his precious Isao-chan and can't begin to imagine someone else talking with him, or making him laugh, and especially teaching him about the pleasures of the body. Getting angrier by each thought, Ryota blew out a frustrated breath and listened to what Isao said next. "Nngh… No… no... I could never do that! I couldn't stand it if I was rejected by this person. Sniffs... Besides that it is more painful to be rejected when the person I like is the sa... same gender as me..." Isao-sensei blubbered as he peeked at Ryota-sensei's face for any kind of reaction to this. Dropping his arms from this new shock; deciding that this news was the final straw to make him snap, Ryota can't let this happen for this mysterious person to come and disrupt his relationship with his Isao-chan. He will not stand for it. Ryota was so high strung from unquenched sexual dissatisfaction from waiting for the day until he can make Isao become HIS. Growling low in his throat, Ryota caught Isao's chin and pulled him in for a deep and drugging kiss. Moaning out of surprise and pleasure, Isao-sensei wound his arms around Ryota's neck tightly and kissed back with all of HIS pent up longing for his Ryota, the man he loved. "Oooh... Nn… Mmm..." Intertwining their tongues together, Ryota cupped his big hands under Isao's delectable derriere and pulled him closer to his hardened erection that was straining against his pants as he started to grind Isao's sweet ass against it. Moaning from the sheer pleasure of this new sensation, Isao broke the kiss on a gasp. "Ryo... Ryota... Ahh!! Ooohh... What are you doing?" Isao whimpered when Ryota traced his fingertips down Isao's belly and lower to his growing desire hidden underneath his own pants. He began to nibble and suckle on Isao's sensitive spot in-between his neck and shoulder as he replied," Hah! Ha! What am I doing? I am kissing you and caressing you." Ryota groaned out. " I realize that. Aahh!! But why are you doing it?" Isao let out a keening cry when Ryota closed his fingers over Isao's erection. "Why you ask? Because I want to, and I am not about to let any other man or woman sully my precious Isao-chan! I will not stand for it one bit. If I have to mark you in some way to chase others away from you, then by god, I will! You are mine and mine alone." Ryota declared with an impassioned tone. Caressing Isao-sensei's face lovingly, Ryota leaned forward and gently kissed Isao's nose and cheeks. Moving on to his mouth, Ryota gave Isao the sweetest and gentleness kiss that he has ever had, kissing each other more deeply it became so carnal and devouring that Isao started to feel light-headed. Tears leaking from his eye-lids, Isao whimpered from this erotic pleasure. Gasping for air, Ryota looked at his beloved Isao-chan. "Ryo.. Ryota... Is there a more private area where we can.. uh... um... continue?" Isao whispered as he blushed furiously. Chuckling at this show of shyness, Ryota found this side of Isao so endearing and adorable. " Sure, you stay here. Let me go and find some kind of room where we can continue with no interruptions" Ryota replied as he stood up, stretching his body. Glancing up, Isao gasped in surprise and wonderment as he was staring right at Ryota's straining desire. Flushing with need, "Okay, hurry please." Isao-sensei uttered. Ryota was gone for less than 45 minutes when he came back extending his hand towards Isao and Isao took it. Peeking around the staircase, they made sure no one was walking up or down the corridors and Ryota quickly ushered Isao into the nearest classroom. Looking around, Isao found it to be empty thankfully. Hearing a click, he turned back around and saw Ryota’s hand leave the doors lock as he finished locking it. Noticing the heated look on his face, Isao ducked his head shyly as he blushed. Walking towards Isao stalker-like, Ryota tipped Isao’s chin upward as he stared hungrily into Isao’s eyes. Breath catching at Ryota’s fingers touching him, Isao tentatively cupped his own hand around Ryota’s neck on his tip-toes and leaned upward as Ryota leaned downward until their lips made contact. Kissing each other slowly and sensuously, Isao glided his hands up and down Ryota’s chest and caressed his hips, pulling him forward. “Nn… Isao-chan, you don’t understand the feelings you arise in me” Ryota replied on a low groan as Isao lowered his hands to Ryota’s engorged cock that was radiating such heat from suppressed desire. Unzipping Ryota’s pants, Isao hesitated for just a minute when he saw the dripping cock that was straining upwards in a proud silhouette. Regarding Isao’s dark wavy hair through slighted eyes, Ryota made a whistling sound through his gritted teeth as Isao boldly started to nibble and lick his jutting manhood with such aching slowness that Ryota was starting to perspire. Blowing his cool breath on the moistened head, Isao engulfed the thick cock into his mouth and started to suckle and swirl his tongue around the tip. Just about to move his head up and down on the shaft, he was pulled away abruptly and was pushed down to the ground. Ryota hovered above his Isao-chan as he slowly started to strip his clothes off, kissing every inch of skin that he exposed. Drinking in the delicious sight of a completely naked Isao, Ryota felt his cock and balls tighten from desire, blushing all over his body, Isao realized that Ryota still had on his pants. Rearing up abruptly, Isao decided to be more forward and bold as he pushed Ryota on HIS back and straddled his hips. “Now it is my turn to strip YOU.” Isao whispered seductively as he bit lightly on Ryota’s earlobe and started to undress Ryota. Finally removing his pants and underwear, Isao licked his lips hungrily as he stared at Ryota’s proudly erect cock. In a slow and teasing manner, Isao slid his body upward as he kissed Ryota’s strong and beautiful stomach and chest, reaching Ryota’s face, Isao admired his Ryota’s handsome features. “Ryota?” Isao whispered quietly against his lips as he looked deeply into Ryota’s eyes. Holding onto Isao’s hips gently, Ryota caressed Isao’s sexy derriere. “Yes, Isao?” Ryota inquired, as he ran his fingers in-between Isao’s cute butt-cheeks; massaging lightly around Isao’s throbbing hole. Arching his ass in the air like a cat in heat, Isao moaned wantonly. “Nngh… Please! I want more… Hah! Hah! Hah! I need you. Ooohh! Ple…Please! Fill me now!” Isao keened as he started to circulate his ass over Ryota’s huge cock which was glistening from Ryota’s precum.“Hearing you utter such intoxicating pleas has gotten me so turned on right now, my wanton Isao; that I am in slight disbelief that we are here now. Tch! It is my fantasy come true to have you lying naked my arms, begging me for more. I am about to lose control soon, my Isao. And ngh, if I don’t prepare you now, I might unintentionally hurt you, considering that this is your first time.”Ryota choked out on a harsh gasp when Isao decided to grip his ass-cheeks, with his short nails digging in “This is your first time, isn’t it Isao?” Ryota queried softly, looking into Isao’s flushed face. “Yes, it is. Why? Am… am I too forward? Too wanton?” Isao stuttered as a hurt look crossed the continence of his face. “No! No… I didn’t mean it like that. I was just reassuring myself, my dear Isao. I don’t want to hurt you unintentionally.” Ryota replied soothingly, caressing Isao underneath his right eye and above his right cheek. “All I want is to make your first time special and memorable.” Ryota replied lovingly stroking Isao’s bare naked back and lower to his buttocks. “Mm… I already know that, you are special to me, Ryota, Ngh. And I definitely will not forget this special moment that you have given me.” Isao said, tearing up a little. Resting his head against Ryota’s broad shoulder, Isao hugged him tight as he leaned closer to his ear and whispered “I… I love you Ryota. I… I always have” Isao declared softly. Hardly daring to believe his ears, Ryota leaned back slightly to look deep into Isao’s eyes’ and beheld the truth staring him in the face. Reading the love and adoration in Isao’s eye’s, Ryota let out a triumphant and happy whoop of delight and hugged Isao closer to him. “Tch. You are driving me crazy, my Isao-chan. All along you were talking about me, weren’t you? You sly little imp, I haven’t been too honest with you, have I?” Ryota inquired, hearing his Isao whisper the three words he never expected to hear, at least not this early, Ryota was overjoyed and a little put out that he himself wasn’t the first to say it. But now that he knew Isao’s feelings, Ryota was relieved that he can declare his feelings without fear of destroying the new development of this relationship. Giving Isao another earth shattering kiss, Ryota thrust his tongue into Isao’s inviting mouth and lightly massaged the roof inside Isao’s scrumptious mouth. “Mm…Nn…Oh!” Moaning from this kiss, Isao started to shudder from Ryota’s wet hot tongue swirling together with his. Isao snaked his left arm between their perspiring bodies and gently fondled Ryota’s pulsing cock, which was standing erect, almost touching the point below Ryota’s belly button. Still ‘twining their tongues together, Isao tenderly rubbed the wet tip of Ryota’s manhood, breaking the kiss on a satisfied groan, Isao moved off of Ryota and half-lying on the cold tile floor, Isao kneeled down and lowered his mouth onto Ryota’s eager twitching cock. First giving a fleeting kiss to the tip, Isao touched his lips to the base of Ryota’s shaft and suckled lightly and trailed the same action all the way up to the tip again in a teasing manner. Than he looked up at Ryota’s flushed face and waited till his eyes were on him before he swirled his tongue over the huge head and engulfed the whole shaft in his watering mouth. Suckling the hot throbbing cock in his mouth, Isao couldn’t help but love the taste of his Ryota’s precum that was spilling forth from his cock. Groaning from absolute pleasure, Ryota growled deep in his throat and pulled Isao away from his aching member and gave him the hottest wettest kiss as he began to rub and slowly penetrate Isao’s anus with his fingers to make him ready for his cock. Using Isao’s precum to make the entrance slick, Ryota laid Isao on his back on the floor of the vacant classroom and positioned his cock for a swift and sure thrust. “Aargh! Noo… That hurts, no more Ryota. Please… Stop.”Isao whimpered in pain of the hurtful intrusion. Tears spilling from his eyes, Isao cringed in pain as Ryota moved slightly. “I’m sorry, my love. The pain will only be temporary, so please relax and I’ll make your pain turn into sweet pleasure.”Ryota promised vehemently as sweat started to roll down his face from the strain of not moving and being swallowed up by Isao’s tight inner walls. “I’ll try, because I really love you, Ryota.” Isao whispered, taking a deep breath, Isao began to notice that the pain was fading away, and was replaced by a feeling of being full. Feeling Isao’s inner muscles relaxing, Ryota pulled out slowly and then thrust in, in a rhythmic motion. “Nnggh! UN…” Isao’s eyelids started fluttering closed from the sweet thrusts of Ryota’s flexing hips. Panting, Ryota felt his Isao relaxing around his throbbing cock and continued to thrust his cock into Isao’s tight hole with great vigor. “Hnn… UN… Ya… Ah!!! Yes! Harder Ryota, please… It feels so good.” Isao begged desperately as saliva was dripping from the side of his opened mouth. Isao grabbed both sides of Ryota’s strong muscular shoulders and dug his nails in from pure bliss. “Nn… Hnn… Oh Yes! Faster, I… I want all of you, now.”Isao pleaded provocatively, his entire body convulsing over and over from the onslaught of sweet sensations. “Tch! You want more? I’ll give you more, as many times as you want.” Ryota gritted out as he kept pounding into Isao’s glorious tightness that was beyond anything he’d ever fantasized. “Nnng! Nyah! Ah! Hah! I’m… I’m coming. Oooh! Yes! Yes! Argh!” Isao keened, totally enraptured by Ryota’s thick and hard cock that just kept on ramming into him. “AH! Yes, right there! I’m about to… To come… NnngyaH!!!”Isao let out a suppressed scream when he bit down on Ryota’s neck, and from feeling Isao’s teeth bite him, made Ryota come as well. “God, Yes!”Ryota groaned out as he came inside of Isao’s sweet hole. Both of them panting from exertion, Isao was laying flat on his back and his chest heaving from the incredible lovemaking they just had and he smiled to himself as he hugged Ryota closer to him. He can’t believe that the just did that he and the way he acted was so wanton and bold that he blushed from just remembering. Was that really me? Isao thought to himself. Oh no, I hope he doesn’t get the wrong impression of me after that. Isao cringed inwardly as he opened his eyes to find that Ryota was looking down at him with a contented smile. “I Love you, my precious Isao. From now on, you are mine. And if anyone tries to get at you, be warned that I will put a stop to it before anything even happens.”Ryota declared possessively. Tears brimming at the corner of his eyes at Ryota’s strong feelings towards him, Isao cupped Ryota’s face in his tiny hands and kissed Ryota with all the love he’s been keeping at bay. Just as they broke the passionate kiss, they heard the bell ring. “Oh crap! We forgot our students! And if I remember correctly this classroom has a class after break. Principal Hideo is going to reprimand us strongly for this.” Ryota replied, a little chagrined at what they had done and where. “Oh No! We can’t be seen like this. We’ll get fired.”Isao whimpered out in distress as he hurriedly fixed his clothing which his shirt had a small rip in the front and some missing buttons. “Not to worry. Let’s gather all your missing buttons and head to the boy’s locker room where we can shower as the students will be in class.”Ryota reassured Isao as he helped gather the four missing buttons and put his clothing back on as well, trying their best to look presentable in the eyes of the students and teachers that they would be passing to get to the locker rooms. THE END!

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

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

Prologue My writing might not be that great because I haven't got a proofreader for this, and since I'm not a native speaker of English, the writing might and WILL be crappier than what you're used to. But don't bite me for that. At least not hard. Of course feedback is always very well welcome, no matter of the content. Satisfied and unsatisfied opinions are both something which I'd like to hear. If you don't complain, I can't fix things and won't get better at writing. This first chapter is kinda short since I just wanted to hurry and get this story started. Consider this as a prologue. I promise. This is rated M for a good reason. You've been *warned* now. Other pairings, other than ZoSan, might be seen later in the story, but that is something which will be left as a secret. At least for now. Disclaimer: No, One Piece or any of the characters aren't (sadly) mine. I'm just a huge fan, writing fiction about it. I own only the plot of this story. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "That idiot...!" Sanji hissed from between of his hissed teeth, his hand squeezing the table of the school cafeteria. This made his knuckles turn white. He looked like he could actually kill somebody. Somebody specific. His friends knew him well enough not to say anything careless right now. Everybody else but Luffy had got slightly tense after Sanji had took a seat in their table. Of course Luffy wouldn't. He paid almost no attention to his friend at all. Well, that's Luffy so it's understandable. "What did Zoro do now?" Nami, who was always the only person who dared to bother Sanji during the times of these rage-fits, asked. Others respected her greatly for that, but Nami couldn't see why that was. Sanji was a gentleman who would never say a bad word or be rude towards women. Not even if he was furious as hell. Never. "That marimo bastard was skipping his classes again so I was the one who had to fill in for his cleaning duties. I'm gonna kill that fucking bastard!" Sanji growled, his voice lowering down dangerously. As if by magic, Zoro appeared to the doorway of the cafeteria, like he had actually known that someone was talking about him inside. After spotting his friends in their regular table, he walked over with the usual vapid mask covering his face. Zoro yawned a long and earnest sigh after sitting down, and then started to stare at Sanji with an idiotic expression. Or at least Sanji thought that it looked idiotic. "What's with that fucked up look on your face so early in the morning? You're ruining my good day ero-cook." He spoke in a very offending tone, which wasn't anything uncommon, considering that it was Sanji who he was talking to. Others automatically flinched a few good inches backwards, knowing very well that the first argument of this morning had already started. "You are, fucking bastard marimo-head." Sanji spoke the insults slowly, almost syllabifying the words like if he was talking to some kind of retard. His face and whole aura gave out this murderous intent, and it was all directed towards Zoro. "Excuse me, dartboard brow? What the fuck did you just call me, you bastard?" "You heard me very well, bastard. Because of your laziness, I fucking had to do the cleaning study after classes when you and your marimo ass should have done it." Sanji had now went back to his original growling as he spoke. The tension between those two had built up pretty much already. It was so dense that you could feel the pressure of it everywhere around them, and almost even touch it by hand. Zoro squinted his eyes and leaned forward over the table and grabbed Sanji from the collar of his shirt. This is when Chopper hopped behind Robin, and he was shaking. This wasn't going be pretty. "Robin-chan... Do something..." The little boy murmured, sounding appalled. "Well that's not my fucking problem. Blame the idiot teacher and not me, you asshole. And I bet that it wasn't even your job to begin with. Teacher probably gave it to some girl, and as the stupid gentleman you're, you couldn't resist the urge to act as a prince and save her from it." Zoro snapped back, motioning apostrophes with his fingers when he pronounced gentleman. The next second he was already blocking a kick which was directed as his face. "What do you mean by that? If you had just been there then you'd have been the one doing it. That is your fault you shitty marimo!" Sanji snarled and at the same time he stepped back to prevent a fist from hitting his stomach. He was the only one who knew the captain of the school's Kendo-team well enough to be able to avoid his attacks. And it was same the other way around. They'd been fighting ever since they first met, and 100 fights, they and their friends had lost the interest or energy to even count them. They were probably somewhere around 2000 or something. "No. You could have chosen no to step in for the duty, idiot-cook." Zoro insulted back, and threw another punch forward. Now the others could barely separate who was who since the speed of hits and kicks had became so fast that they were just a blur of yellow and green, and black and white. Nami tried to calm them down from outside of the battle, but it was futile. No matter how much she pleaded, even Sanji wouldn't listen to her. "Shut up marimo! You should just be a good kid and do your duties." Sanji said and managed to hit Zoro's right leg slightly. Just when Zoro was about to have his revenge on it, the bell rang and other students started to flow in between of them. The fight was on pause until the next break. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- So what did you think about the prologue? If you're unsatisfied with something, please let me know and I'll take that into consideration when posting new chapters. For now, please review on this prologue. All of your thoughts - Change them into text and send me some inspiring feedback, and also; remember to complain about something. - - - Updated - - - Innocent – like a child So, this is the "official" first chapter of my story. Please enjoy if you can. The prologue was very short, but this will be a compensation for that. I hope that you're satisfied with it. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Clouds were drifting through the sky above, making many different kinds of figures. It was left to the observers' imaginations what they were though. Sanji himself saw a few pans, one kettle, and tons of pairs of boobs. He was currently dreaming about a curvy woman with big, round boobs, and thinking about today's menu. Yeah. Sanji was multitasking. Amazing. The blond cook was so deep in his dreams that he couldn't even hear the approaching footsteps nor spot their owner before they came right into his view. "Hey, what're you doing here, just lying outside alone?" Nami asked, her smiling face being right in front of the cloud-boobs of Sanji's dreams. Not like Sanji minded though. Nami's were a lot bigger and above all, they were real. Too bad that he couldn't stare at them: Nami would have ripped his eyes out of their orbits if he had accidentally even laid a gaze below her collarbones. "Nothing really, just thinking about what to make for food today." `And boobs.´ Sanji added silently in his thoughts, but of course he wouldn't mention that to her dear Nami-chan. Never ever. "Oh, so are you making something very special today then?" Nami asked with a glimpse in the corner of her eye. Her eyes were shining so brightly that it almost hurt to look at them. Sanji smiled a bit. "Not really. But aren't my meals always very special?" "Of course they are! I just thought that is this some kind of a special day or something." Nami explained quickly and it made Sanji's smile go even wider. He had just teased Nami, and it made him very happy to see that she really liked his meals. Maybe he would really make something very special today, after all. "Do you want to come over for dinner tonight?" Sanji asked after staring at Nami for a moment. It wasn't like she was asking Nami out on a date or anything. They were really good friends and that was all. It was normal for Nami to come over and eat at his place. She actually rarely ate dinner anywhere else than at Sanji's. "Yeah sure. Gladly. Though... Robin and the others might want to come as well. Since we were talking about hanging out together tonight. That's actually the reason why I went to look for you. I wanted to ask if you wanted to come as well?" "Yeah, why not. But I don't think that there is need for us to go anywhere else then. We can just hang out at my place, and I'll cook for you. Is it okay?" Sanji spoke after thinking for a moment. It had been a while since they had been hanging together with the whole group. Usually there was half of them missing. "Oh! Sounds great! I'll go and tell the others." Nami said enthusiastically, and hurried away. Now Sanji had to really start thinking about the menu since he had to have his grocery list ready before the end of the school day. He wanted to make something really good. Sanji was humming happily as he walked around the room, taking out things from the kitchen cabinets. He had bought some expensive meat and was going to make some ox's tenderloin with herb-sauce and pasta. It was one of Nami's and Robin's favourite which is why he had chose that dish. Just like always, he wanted to please the ladies. "Can I help you with something, Sanji?" A sudden voice startled Sanji as he was chopping the herbs to the kettle. He turned around and saw Robin standing in the doorway. She looked kind of out of place and this made Sanji think that why on earth was there a lady feeling uncomfortable in his house. Then he noticed the ruckus which had been left unnoticed by his ears before since he had been so devoted to the cooking. `Ah... Robin doesn't like having that kind of fun.´ Sanji wiped his hands to a towel, and then put the knife along with the chopping board full of herbs in front of Robin, and smiled. "If you helped me with this, I would be very grateful. Gives me more time to concentrate on the meat." He said when he went to pick up a new chopping board for himself. "It makes me wonder, why are you so bothered by the loud noises and that ruckus which is going on in there? Well yeah it sometimes annoys me too, but you've never seemed to like it." Sanji spoke as he cut the meat in stylish, sleek slices. He was a perfectionist when it came to cooking: Everything had to be made perfectly. He could of course forgive a woman like Robin for not making the herbs exactly the same size, but she was making such a good job that Sanji wouldn't have complained even if she had been a guy. She was pretty skilled in using a knife. "It's not that I don't like it but I just don't know how to react to that. I can't really hold a ruckus like those guys so I thought that it was better for me to come over here so that I wouldn't ruin their good mood." Robin said, and even without looking at her Sanji could tell that she was smiling widely, meaning that she was at least half joking. "Don't you feel lonely at times? When you can't laugh with them?" Sanji asked, raising his eyebrows slightly. He could hear Robin laughing quietly. "No. It's just enough to me to be able to look at them. And it's not like I don't have fun. It's just that I can't stand them rampaging around the room..." Robin spoke, and Sanji felt like there was some kind of hidden meaning behind her words. Some kind of message that he should have been able to catch... "RAMPAGING AROUND THE ROOM?!" Sanji shouted all of a sudden, the words finally sinking into his grasp. They were rampaging around his house, spreading his stuff and messing up his room! Sanji ran head over heels to his room and saw the chaos already having been happened: His clothes and stuff were spread around the room and Luffy together with Usopp was throwing his pillows at each other. "PILLOW FIGHT! Usopp! Catch this!" Luffy shouted, throwing 3 of Sanji's expensive decoration pillows towards Usopp at the same time. Usopp dodged them, and the pillows ended up hitting the wall and eventually the floor. A blood vessel snapped in Sanji's head. "Are you fucking children or what?! Don't go destroying my stuff or I'll throw you out!" Sanji yelled so loudly that everyone in the room turned to look at him with widened eyes. Usopp was the first one to speak. "Hey, calm down Sanji. We we're just playing around. We didn't break anything. No need to stress like that." He spoke, but immediately shut his mouth when Sanji shot a glare at him. "You didn't break anything. Yet." Sanji growled, and Usopp jumped behind Chopper who looked like he wanted shelter himself. "Sanji is scary..." He muttered. "Haah... Really you guys..." Sanji said, sighing heavily and shaking his head. He was hanging around with a bunch of elementary school kids. "What is all this commotion about?" A sleepy voice murmured from the corner of the room, and Zoro's green head popped up from Sanji's bed. Another snap inside Sanji's head occurred. "Drag your sweaty ass out of my head. I never gave you the permission to sleep there did I?" Sanji asked, and even though his voice was very calm, his expression was annoyed as hell. Of course the idiot marimo had to do something to piss him off as well. A smug grin took over Zoro's lips after hearing Sanji's words. He had waited for the opportunity to pay back for this morning's kick but he had never got it. Now was the time for that. "I never needed your permission to do anything before, did I, ero-cook?" Zoro challenged, preparing to step out of the bed and take his fighting stance when Sanji startled. `Cook.´ "SHIT! THE FOOD!" Sanji shouted, sounding desperate, and he rushed out of the room twice as quick as he had came. "What about food?" Luffy asked with shiny eyes and followed the blond cook downstairs. There Sanji was already rushing to the stove, taking two pans away from it. He had wholly forgot about the pasta and the sauce. "Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!" Sanji repeated as he lifted up both of the pan covers to check if the food had been ruined. A wave of relief trough his whole body and he sighed away all the worry. He had made it just in time. They were both ready. "What now? Is there no food?" Luffy asked, observing Sanji's actions very closely. Robin was just chuckling to herself, dropping the herbs carefully to the sauce so that Sanji could mix them and waving the black haired boy away. "There will be some soon. Just go upstairs and we'll call you when it's ready." She spoke, patting Sanji's shoulder. The cook was surely exhausted from the shock he had felt just a few seconds ago. He had almost ruined food. Ruined food. There was no way that he would ruin something. Gladly he had just made it. "Let me continue." He spoke, getting a baking tray from the kitchen cabinet and started to set the meat slices on it. "Oooh! Sanji! This is sooooo delicious!" Luffy shouted with his mouth full of food. Nami hit the back of his head with her palm. "Don't speak when you've got food in your mouth!" She snapped at the black haired boy who was now staring at her with teary eyes. "Why not?" Luffy asked, mouth again full of food and was rewarded with another hit to the back of his head for that. "Because!" "This is really delicious. My favourite of all your dishes." Robin agreed to Luffy's comment, with slightly better manners though. The smile she flashed at Sanji made all the hard work worth it. Making people happy with food was Sanji's dream, and he had once again made his friends happy. "Gotta say that your cooking is always good, even though the cook is an idiot himself." Zoro muttered, and Sanji didn't even take that as an insult. He was too happy to care. "Thank you, marimo-head." He answered. Okay, well maybe he noticed the word `idiot´ in Zoro's sentence after all. "You're welcome, shitty-cook." "Shut up shitty kendo-captain or I'll throw you out of the table." Sanji shot a very gentle smile at Zoro's direction, and when he smiled to Zoro, it was always a warning of something. "If only you could do that." The green haired boy answered, now continuing from where they had left it before. Nami shook her head in disbelief. "Can't you two even eat in peace? It's like listening to two lovers quarreling." She said, sighing lightly. Others nodded in approval. "Who the fuck would be in love with that ero-cook? Don't you dare to say that even as a joke or I can't promise that there won't be any consequences." Zoro growled at her, sticking some food into his mouth. Even though Sanji didn't appreciate that joke highly either, he still didn't like the way Zoro spoke to her dear Nami-chan. "Don't you dare to threaten Nami-chan. Apologize to her immediately." Sanji said, glaring at Zoro with squinted eyes. He had known that the presence of the marimo wasn't going to bring out anything good. It would always end up in something like this. "Why should I? She was the one who threw and insult at me." Zoro answered, and Sanji was starting to boil. The marimo was getting on his nerves pretty hard. Well, he kind of needed a good fight now. He was still annoyed by his room being rampaged and the food being almost burned. He could probably dissolve some of that stress now and here. Into Zoro. "I guess I have to make you apologize then." Sanji spoke and he stood up from the table, the gesture being copied by a smugly smirking Zoro. Sanji took a glimpse of his own plate, just to make sure that there was no food left, and then looked at Zoro's. He would have never accepted food being left on a plate, not even if it would have killed him. Zoro knew that well which is why he hadn't left even a crumb on his plate. Zoro was more than eager to start a fight as well. "Outside marimo. I don't want the house to be ruined." Sanji spoke shortly and Zoro's smirk never fell off, even if he got insulted. He was too exited about the upcoming fight. "Whatever you say, shitty cook." Zoro spoke and followed Sanji out of the house, to the backyard. Everyone else followed them as well, Nami and Chopper worried about them, Usopp, Luffy and Brook cheering them to fight, and Robin and Franky just following the others with no opinion about the whole thing. "Finally I can pay back you for the kick from earlier." Zoro said, now standing in front of Sanji, a good 3 meters away from him. Sanji chuckled, taking the last few absorbs of the cigarette which he had lighted right after they had got outside. Then he threw it with an excellent accuracy into an ashtray. "You can try but I highly doubt that you will make it, marimo head." "Don't underestimate me, ero-cook. It was just out of pure luck that you got to touch me with your leg earlier today." "Touch you with my leg? Don't you mean kick?" "Ha! It only tickled me so it can be barely counted as a kick!" That was the end of their quarrel. Sanji shot a low, swiping kick towards Zoro's legs, but Zoro was prepared for that and jumped to avoid it. Then it was again all just yellow and green, and black and white, and legs and fists. It all looked like a messy blur to the others, and they all wondered just how on earth could those two move at such a speed, and how could they see the movements early enough to be able to dodge them. Well, no-one seems to know. Not even those two themselves. Probably because they had already fought so many times that their speed had grew into ultimate heights and they probably couldn't even see them clearly themselves; They had just gotten so familiar with each other's fighting style that they could predict each other's movements by just seeing a part of the other's body. It was past midnight when Sanji finally settled down into his own bed. His friends had left almost 2 hours ago but he had had to clean up the kitchen and the whole house which they had messed up. Now he was finally done, and exhausted as fuck. He was satisfied in the fight though. He was still one kick ahead of Zoro, and he was sure that they would be fighting again tomorrow because Zoro would want to get his revenge. He was looking forward to it. Sanji turned on the bed so that he was now laying on his back. He stared at the purple ceiling which he had painted himself at the age of 5. It wasn't symmetric, and there were some jagged runoffs, made by the paint. Of course a 5 year old couldn't have painted a ceiling without something like this coming out of it. But he didn't dare to scrape the paint off and paint it again. Not like he was too lazy to do it, but more like there was something very important and personal to him in that ceiling paint: He had been sitting on his father's shoulders when he had painted it. And his mother had helped them too, when his father's shoulders had started to hurt. This was a very happy and one of the most important memories of his. His parents... Yeah. They had died in a car crash when Sanji had been only 6 years old, so it hadn't been that long from the painting of the ceiling. It was a horrifying event in a six years old's life, who had just started school and everything. He didn't even have any relatives who wanted to help him. He thought that he would be left alone, crying after his parents. If Zeff hadn't been there, Sanji would have never survived from the past trauma this well, and he would have had to go into an orphanage. Zeff, the best friend of Sanji's parents, had adopted him after the death of his parents and lived with him in this house until Sanji had turned 16. Then he had decided that the boy would be just fine living by himself, and he had moved back to his own house. He often visited Sanji though, and sent him the money which was needed for living. He was the most important person to Sanji together with his friends of course. If there was anything that bothered Sanji, he talked about it to Zeff and asked for advice. Zeff was like a father to him. Sanji smiled a bit sadly, gazing once more up at the ceiling before he turned around, to lie on his side. Not too many minutes after that a constant, quiet snoring started to echo from the walls, filling up the empty, lonely house. Sanji had a small, melancholic smile on his face for the whole night. It went off only when the morning came and he had to wake up. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yeah I know that there wasn't that much about Zoro in this chapter (until the end) but just wait for the next one. I didn't want to hurry with the plot. I hope that you're patient enough to wait for the romance to begin. Not like I could put it in the first chapter already, righth? Please Review! Comments of any kind are welcome !

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

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

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

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

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

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

Heii ^^ i just wanted to write something after reading a lot of fanficz... Hope you like! ^^ I'm all new at this, so please guide me in the future ^^rabbit4 Main Characters: Ryuu Akitouru/Kato (Blue), Hayato Kato (Red) Summery: this is about some forbidden love between high school kid & a yakusa, or more forbidden, Father & son. Ryuu has only just turned 17 years old when he's mother dies, and on the same day he begins hes life with his father Hayato kato how he actually didn't know to well. Status: Ongoing hope you like it ^^ leaf3 Ps: every side characters are colored in White ^^ Warning: This fiction is rated +18! It contains strong language and explicit sex scenes. *** Chapter 1 Hello, I'm Ryuu and I'm currently moving in with my father who i just met a few weeks ago. Well I can begin with telling you why I'm in this state ... It all begun with me and my mom surprisingly meeting with my father at the grocery store. I didn't know at that time that he was my father. Then a week after the meeting, it all happened the thing that changed my life. ~7 day's to my birthday~ “Mom, hurry up!" in a hurry my mom slipped a pair of shoes on, and then we were out of the apartment. It took us a minute to the grocery store; we were going to eat curry to dinner, so i just went and got the ingredient that was needed. I went to meet my mom who was talking to a man, he was tall, muscular and he remembered me of someone, but whom? Then our eyes meet and yes, I was speechless or we both were, I think. He looked like he was as speechless as I was. I pulled my mom's arm, "who is he? He looks like me..." my mom looked at me and smiled "yes he does, but that's only because you're he's son... " The man in front of us was as shocked as i was, well my mom didn't tell me I had a dad, but that was probably because she didn't want me to get hurt. But yeah, one week before my birthday, i learned that i had and always have had a father who was alive. But my father who is not only some hotel owner of a 5-star hotel, but also a yakusa. But not just some random unknown yakusa group, but it just had to be the most known yakusa group in Japan. And my father had absolutely got to be the young master of the group... Well whatever, “Ryuu, go pay for the food and go home I’m just going to have a talk with your father...” my mom said, and then she smiled to me. I did what she told me to, i paid for the food and went home, and thought about what they were talking about. When i got home, i walked right to my room and i laid down on my bed to think through what just happened. I fell asleep and didn't wake up before it was morning. ~6 day's to my birthday~ I went out to the living room to finding my mother at the sofa sleeping soundly. So I made breakfast, and got myself ready for school. Before I went to school I woke up my mom and told her to wake up, then I went to school hoping that I didn't get bullied this day. But I was wrong, totally wrong there at the gate where they were waiting for me. When I got to the gate they pulled me over to the side and told me to show up at the roof top at lunch break, when I was in the process to say yes. I was suddenly interrupted by a hand taking a strong grip in his arm, surprisingly there he stood, my father off all the people. It just had to be him, "what do you think you're doing?" he asked the boy who now was shaking in fear. He knew who this man was and so did all the other students at the gate, everyone was looking at us. The shaking boy answered with “I’m not doing anything, let go of my arm please!” my father let go of his arm then he took my arm and dragged me towards his car. I looked at the ground and i could feel his eyes looking at me, along with all the other eyes near the gate. I could hear the teachers yelling at the students, but then it got quiet and i knew why, they were looking at me along with the students. Then I could feel a hand on my head, and then i could hear he's deep and husky voice. "I talked with your mom, and she wants me to take care of you if there is anything you need help with. Okay?" I nodded and smiled at him, we got interrupted by a teacher asking. "Mr. Kato, may I ask what you are doing here?" I looked at the teacher then at my father, "I am just seeing my son off to school, is there something wrong?" he asked. Then the teacher shook his head and bowed, and then he walked back to the gate and told the students to go inside to their classrooms. "A.. I haven't introduced myself yet, I’m Hayato Kato which you might already know..." he stopped and looked at me, "is there anything you want now?". I shook my head and then I looked up on him.. "Please don't bother me at school okay?" I looked at him one last time before I ran inside to my classroom. After that, the bullies didn't bully me anymore and I got more stares at me than i used to have before. But the good thing was that my father, Hayato, didn't come to my school or asked me about how it was at school, so that's good, I guess. My schooldays went by and it's Saturday, my birthday is today, it's also the day everything changed. *** Damn! I am so nervous, if you guys are going to like my writhing rabbit0 Hope you look forward to the next chapter!

A/N: After hearing a suggestion for it I decided to take a short at this idea and this is the result Taiki glanced over the script for the newest addition to the Takumi-kun series ‘Pure’. The story focused on one of the side pairings Misu Arata and the character he had been chosen to play the role for; Shingyoshi Kanemitsu. The fact the genre was boy’s love meant nothing to the young actor. He was working with many familiar faces and his co-star was becoming one of his closest friends. The door to the set opened and Baba Ryoma entered the room with a bag of Choco Bits. The pieces of chocolate played a key role for the two actors. Baba sat down in his chair before opening the bag and reaching into it to pull out one of the wrapped treats. Taiki looked over to see his co-star unwrapping one of the props that were to be used in the next scene they were scheduled to shoot. “What kind is that?” Baba looked at the package. “Almond.” He moved the chocolate around in his mouth. “I haven’t tried this kind before.” “Is it any good?” Taiki asked now curious. Baba turned to look at the younger man and smiled. “Care to try it?” Taiki nodded gasping when he felt Baba take hold of his tie. “Baba-kun?” Baba had a twinkle in his eye. “What? We need to rehearse anyway for the scene? Might as well do it when no one is around.” Taiki knew he had a point there. He would become a little nervous for the kiss scenes if someone were watching him rehearse. But for some reason once the camera started rolling he would forget they were there and just fall into the role. Playing Shingyoshi was no different. “Hai.” Baba nodded and looked into Taiki’s eyes before allowing himself to be pulled into the awaiting lips of his co-star. Once the contact was made Taiki could have sworn he felt a spark or something. He almost pulled away fear he had shocked the other man via static electricity but knew that couldn’t be the reason he had felt that sensation. Baba moved his lips along Taiki’s soft ones and moved one of the chunks of chocolate from his tongue into the other boy’s partially opened lips. The exchange took longer then either expected and when Taiki pulled back he looked into the man’s eyes. “You’re right they are good.” He said as he swallowed the chocolate. Baba smiled. “Glad you like them.” “May I have another?” Taiki asked reaching for the bag. Baba pulled one out and handed it to the younger boy. “Sure we have a whole bag to use and I highly doubt it will take us that many times to do the scene.” Taiki nodded in agreement before popping the bit into his mouth. He moved it over his tongue subconsciously searching for something but couldn’t find it. After he swallowed he looked at Baba then without trying felt his eyes moving to the older man’s lips. He remembered that spark he had felt when his lips had touched Baba’s. He wanted to feel that again. He wanted to taste another bit that way again. But he couldn’t say anything to Baba, could he? Baba turned to see Taiki looking at him with puppy dog like eyes. The taller man could tell his co-star wanted something but he wasn’t sure what. “Taiki?” He followed the other man’s gaze and without even trying caught on. “Hmm.” Baba reached for another bit and popped it into his mouth before grabbing Taiki by the shirt of his collar and puling him towards him. “You look like you’d like another one.” Before Taiki could even protest he felt Baba’s lips on his own and his mouth being penetrated by the other boy’s tongue. The chocolate was exchanged but this time Taiki found he couldn’t move his lips away from Baba’s. Without realizing it Taiki began kissing the other man. Baba felt the kiss and returned it. The mixture of the chocolate bit shared between the two and the taste of his tongue along Taiki’s was better then anything he had after experienced. Baba felt like he couldn’t escape from the younger boy’s lips even if he wanted to. Taiki deepened the kiss and without thinking wrapped his arms around Baba’s neck. He broke the kiss when he felt Baba pulling away. “Gomen nasai.” Baba decided to pull a Misu and smirked before turning back into his loveable self and pushing his chair away from the table. He then pulled Taiki onto his lap making the other boy straddle his waist and captured the younger boy’s lips again. Taiki was taken by surprise by Baba’s actions but didn’t fight him. He moved closer and deepened the kiss plunging his tongue into the other’s mouth and wrapping his arms around Baba’s shoulders. Baba knew it would be at least another 20 minutes before the crew finished up with one of the other scenes being shot that didn’t involve the two of them, and he was determined to make good with that time. As they kissed Baba had begun loosening Taiki’s violet tie and unbuttoning the crisp white dress shirt. Taiki gasped when Baba broke the kiss and began placing kisses on his neck. He tightened his grip on Baba’s white shirt when he felt Baba gently bite a patch of his skin leaving a very faint red mark. Baba continued to unbutton Taiki’s dress shirt. Unlike the others Taiki wasn’t wearing an undershirt under his dress shirt and Baba used that to his advantage. He moved his lips from the boy’s neck to one of his nipples and began licking and sucking on it. Taiki threw his head back and moaned. “Baba-kun.” Baba moved his lips away and looked at the other boy, “Just this once, Ryoma.” Taiki nodded. “Hai, Ryoma.” Baba smiled before attacking the other nipple. As his lips worked their magic his hand had begun moving south. Once he reached his destination be began to unbuckle Taiki’s belt and undid his grey dress pants. He moved away and looked down. “You okay with this Taiki?” Taiki only nodded despite the faint blush that had now made its appearance on his features. “Only if you want to.” Baba didn’t even answer as he began stroking Taiki’s member slowly. With his free hand he grasped the back of Taiki’s mussed hair and pulled him into a deep kiss. Taiki moaned loudly into the kiss when he felt Baba stroking him. He could tell Baba had groan hard as well and he broke the kiss. “Anou what about you?” Baba continued his stroking and smiled. “Don’t worry about me. What we do need to worry about is how not to mess up our costumes. It won’t be easy to explain any stains.” Taiki hid his disappointment when he felt Baba stop his strokes. “Ba- Ryoma?” “Get up quick Taiki.” Baba instructed. Taiki did as he was told. He then was turned around and placed on the chair. “Nani?” Baba kneeled down in front of the younger boy and smiled, “Trust me Tai-chan.” He then began to run his tongue along Taiki’s member. Taiki threw his had back and gasped. “Ah Ryoma.” Baba smiled at the reaction he was receiving before taking Taiki’s entire length into his mouth. He moved his tongue along the shaft and rose up to the very tip running his tongue and lips along the slit tasting the dripping pre-cum. He then moved back down deep throating Taiki then back up repeating the movements. Taiki had moved his hands from his sides to the sides of the chair. His grip was tight enough if one had looked they would see his knuckles turning white. “Aah, Ryoma.” Baba knew he would need to release himself soon as well and while he continued his actions on his co-start’s length he undid his own dress pants and removed his own member. Taiki looked down to see Baba pulling his own length from his pants and he released one of his hands from the chair and took a hold of the throbbing member. Baba gasped when he felt Taiki’s hand. “Taiki?” “I want to Ryoma.” Taiki said. Baba didn’t get the chance to argue even if he wanted to when he felt Taiki begin to stroke him. He proceeded to go back to his former task and continued to move his tongue and lips along Taiki’s length. Taiki moaned as he kept up his gesture of stroking Baba. He moved his hand along the length stroking hard and fast. Moments passed and Taiki could feel the pleasure starting to become overwhelming. “Aah Ryo-ah I-“ “Me to.” Baba gasped before he increased his speed and in return Taiki did as well. Both boys could feel their release emerging and almost at the same time they both came hard and fast. Taiki felt his hand grow sticky when Baba came and he had nearly lifted off the chair when he shot his own release into Baba’s mouth. Baba accepted all Taiki had to offer before gently kissing the tip and moving up to capture Taiki’s lips with his own. Taiki accepted the kiss all the while trying to calm his heart. “Wow.” He whispered. Baba smiled as he reached over to the table where there say a box if tissues. “Here clean up.” He instructed. Taiki nodded as he used the tissues to clean his hand. He then pulled himself back together buttoning up his dress pants and his shirt then retying his tie. “So I think I’m ready to do that scene then. I’m glad we’re using chocolate bits.” Baba nodded. “Me too. But you know after what just happened I’m starting to wonder what I like more; chocolate or vanilla.” A/N: Did I write that? Hope who ever reads it liked it!

In the depth of silence and the flames of darkness he was roaming in the streets looking to fill his hunger but on that day he was looking for a certain hunt, he was following it by his heart not his sensation because he was knowing the hunt better than a book better than his won self but the question is why on that day? Why this hunt and no other one? It was the revenge he waited for so long..he didn't forget or give up on it but he was waiting and the first thing that would come in thoughts that maybe it was an enemy, but in fact his hunt was a piece of his heart or that was what he used to think of her. She was his first love but sadly she was a human and he was not,he was the same as he is now but like they say in fairy tails the beast loved the beauty but in his story the beauty didn't love him back, she rejected him even though he offered her everything he had, he offered her his wealth and his heart when he had never given his heart to anybody but she wanted a normal life and that was why she ran away from him and married to a gentleman was in love with her and left the town for few years but he had never given up and he decided to wait for her until she comes back to take his revenge. And on that day he was able to sense her smell in the air, his heart was beating fast at the smell of her, he kept roaming following his heart and his strong smell sense till he found the house that held her between its walls, he hesitated before getting in but he remembered how much he wanted to make her suffer, how much he wanted to watch her tears, how much he wanted to see her kneeling in front of him begging him to accept her and to take her back. He was fast in his movements but also quiet that nobody was able to even notice him, he got in her house, it was so late so everybody was asleep. He stood there close to her bed studying her face, looking at every single detail of her face, her white skin, her light brown hair, her long eyelashes, her decent lips and her nose, she was a perfect portrait but he looked by her side to find the one she chose over him so he moved beside him in a blink and all of hatred feelings appeared at once when he looked at him and he wondered what was so special about him that made her chose him instead, he leaned down and cupped his chin staring into his face but the other woke up since the grip was so tough, his eyes widened and he went speechless like there was a strong power paralyzed him to not say a word... to not make a move, all he was able to do was staring at the ceiling tilting his head offering his neck to the other submissively , he gazed at him with that cold look in his dark blue eyes before dipping his fangs in the other's neck sucking on his blood hungrily and cruelly till the last blood drop then threw his body to land on bed besides his wife.. He didn't suck his lover's blood because he wanted her to suffer from losing people she loved, at that time his heart knew no mercy no forgiveness but he didn't stop at that he moved to the other room where was her child sleeping to suck his blood as well. He stood there gazing at the little boy who seemed that he was only 6 years old and he walked slowly towards him and sat in the edge of his bed looking at his face and noticing how much he was similar to his mother of her beauty, he had her nose, lips, long eyelashes and he wondered if he had he same eyes but the only way to know that was the boy opening his eyes so he blew some air on his eyes so the boy would open them, he was decent with the boy, he didn't try to harm him but he was willing on taking his blood. The boy he opened his eyes and looked at him.. he wasn't able to say a word he just gazed at the vampire's charming face, his pale skin.. his dark blue eyes which matched his dark black hair.. he was a perfection , but he couldn't... he just couldn't do that to such an innocence and he couldn't deny that the boy reminded him of her but also he couldn't just leave so he decided to take the boy with him, he thought that would be enough to break his mothers heart and he would rise that boy till certain age then he would use him the way he wanted. He held him between his strong arms covering him by his coat and faded in the darkness.