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After being rich on contests for

graphic, artists, video making,

we decided that it's time to make a contest

for people who loves to write.

 

This month we will have a new theme set

and it's - ''Withered Green".

 

You have to present your masterpiece,

which describes love between two males.

It's up to you how you will interpret "Withered Green",

so show us your imagination!

 

 

 

 

 

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Minimum 400 words, maximum 600 words.

 

Only stories are accepted, no poems.

 

The story must be rated as for 16+.

 

No racism, no religious topics, no animal/child abuse.

 

Love must be between two males.

 

Title of the story is up to you.

 

Post the finished work on this thread.

 

Read the rules once again.

 

 

 

 

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1,500 points for all that applied

 

 

5,000 points for the winner + a Manga cover card from the iShop

 

 

 

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Starts: 02.10.2013

Ends: 31.10.2013

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An autumn day

 

I was walking in a park in a warm autumn evening, contemplating the dried leaves that were falling one by one from the old trees, filling the pathways.

 

Lovers walking hand in hand are oblivious to the sound of crunching under their feet as they walk a well trodden path. A slight breeze whispers along the trees and teases more leaves into releasing their tentative hold.

 

Deeply engrossed in the message he is texting on his cell, a young man sitting on a park bench turns around to look at me as I slowly get closer. Tall, thin, with brown hair and hazel eyes, he is wearing a green shirt that makes his eyes stand out on his beautiful pale face. He politely smiles as I introduce myself and start an awkward chat about weather.

 

Who would have thought that by the end of the evening we’d still be talking, laughing and watching together the stars that were magically dancing underneath the moon's bright beam?

 

He accompanied me on my way home and after mumbling something and exchanging phone numbers, he got closer and closer until our lips touched for about a minute… it was a complete bliss. My heart raced and my mind numbed as he parted my lips and I breathed his scent in. My body felt this amazing joy sweep over it as I actually kissed him. The sensuality of that first touch of the lips... exploring each other, gently at first as our lips touched, mouths open, tongues caressing…

 

Then, that first lips touch turned from a spark into a roaring flame… our tongues dueling, twisting. When we parted, I put my arms around him and held his soft face as I stroked his hair some. I had my eyes closed as if dreaming.

 

3 years have passed since that day.

 

All that is left are the memories of that warm sparkly night, of the time we spent together before his illness won the fight with him.

 

Now, sitting on a chair on my balcony, holding the same green shirt that he wore that day and that has withered as time passed, I faintly smile as a tear is slowly going down my cheek.

I feel the air rushing by, a cold crisp wind carries leaves... the bald trees makes it easier for me to see the clouds as they speedily run away in this lonely autumn day…

 

 

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Let me out.....

 

 

I’m staring at him as usual..

 

My cute customer who comes everyday with a pocket book in his hands.

I wonder if he knows I always notice what he’s reading or not. My only one customer who always orders a cup of hot cocoa, so strange for an office guy why he doesn't drink coffee like others. But it’s good, ‘cos I know that coffee can cause of insomnia, good for him!

 

One day, he comes without any book in his hands and asks me to go out after I’d accepted he helped me closing the door immediately.

We walk along together and he tells me lots of his work and his projects. He has three day off and wants to show me his special place.

Yeah, I scream out loud in my mind, he opens up his life to me, I’m so happy…

 

So, we arrive the place he call it as “Waiting Field”

 

He says this is the place he still waits for his brother, there are lots of bushes and swings.

He also tells that when he comes and buys his drink in my shop ‘coz he likes the atmosphere and I really look like his vanished brother.

 

 

~SHOCK ME~

 

 

I feel too much strange, I don’t wanna be his brother, I think he’s interesting and I hope he’ll feel as I do. But, should I confess now that I hit on him? Or I should know him more and clarify if he is ok for me. Everything flows and blows in my head, I wanna throw up indeed. I believe that nothing’s impossible but it’s not the right time for me now.. I cannot stand it…

I really wanna walk away right now, but he still non-stop talks about his brother, how much he cares and how long he still waits for his coming back. Absolutely, he wants me to be by his side to welcome him home and he will introduce me who is “EVIL TWIN” as well…

 

And now, I really understand that nothing lasts forever, he used to be my dream guy but now if I can I want to catch his brother back to him and let them stay together forever. I hate being the representative to other, I am who I am and I will tell him too.

 

Right now I yell and tell him to shut up, I feel the world is knocking down for me, I cannot control myself anymore. I don’t know how much I can take a breath. His face looks pale but I don’t care. He says I shouldn't do this to him ‘coz he always put me as his brother status. He looses his faith in me now. So, I walk away without a word…

 

We don’t even know our names, but why I did easily fall in him. I really don’t understand myself. All around me is blur, rusty and sepia… I don’t know what I am doing here…..

 

 

 

 

 

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Words: 600

Title: Of Withered Hearts and a sunset

 

“Ryou is handsome and at the same time, pretty. A real Bishounen he is.”

“Ryou is like an angel.”

“Ryou resembles a green plant. He’s delicate, Pure, Fresh, Relaxing, Beautiful, and soothing.”

 

All of these statements are true. Ryou almost has it all.

 

Almost.

 

Unfortunately, that guy is hard to get. Notice how popular he is for the longest time already, yet he never even just a single girlfriend.

Why?

It’s because Ryou’s heart is closed.

Zipped, locked in secure.

This green plant’s heart is withered.

If Ryou Kazuya’s heart is withered, then what else does it mean?

 

It means that Ryou never loved again.

 

Ryou was looking for his bestfriend, Shun.

He went to the lockers area and spotted him.

Ryou went towards Shun and poked him. Shun looked at Ryou who just poked him.

“Ah. Ryou.” Shun.

Ryou leaned on the lockers.

Shun closed his locker and leaned beside Ryou.

“Look over there.” Shun whispered to Ryou as saw the girls near the stairs, looking at Ryou.

“Oh.” Ryou muttered.

“Mattaku. I envy you. How could a boring guy like you make them drool over you? If I were you, I would bang then directly.” Shun pouted then.

Shun chuckled as Ryou sighed.

“Joudan. I know that you’re still afraid to open up your heart again. It’s okay.”

Shun took a step forward, turning his back to Ryou who was still leaning on the lockers.

 

“But it’s bad to keep it in any longer. It’s bad to get stuck on the past; still crying over how that someone broke your heart. It’s not good to be afraid still. What’s best is that, you should learn how to open up that dead heart of yours.”

Then Shun went ahead.

--

Afternoon approached before they could notice.

Shun cannot find Ryou no matter where he looked.

He asked Ryou’s classmates, yet they didn’t know.

Shun suddenly remembered a place.

--

Shun stopped by the riverside.

He saw Ryou directly.

The beautiful reflection of the sunset resonated upon Ryou’s pale, melancholic face.

Shun sat beside him.

 

Ryou didn’t look at Shun.

Silence took control until Shun spoke.

 

“Gomen.”

 

Ryou became dumbfounded as he heard the word. He turned his gaze to Shun.

“I didn’t mean to say those things to you. I don’t want you to rush things out. Take your time to recover.” Shun said with apologetic eyes.

Ryou shook his head.

“No, you’re not at fault, Shun. It’s been two years since I got abandoned by the person who I thought loved me truly. I think it’s already been so long since then. You’re right. I should learn how to open up this withered heart of mine.”

On the corners of Ryou’s eyes were tiny ripples of tears.

“M-Matte..“ With a guilty expression when he saw Ryou’s teary eyes, Shun uttered, hoping that Ryou’s ripple of tears won’t fall.

Ryou suddenly hid his face onto Shun’s chest.

“I want my heart to live again. But I am still afraid..” With trembling voice, Ryou mumbled.

Shun just smiled and held Ryou closer.

“Baka. Why’re you scared? Don’t forget that Shun-sama is here at your service!”

Ryou giggled and looked at Shun.

 

“Will you help me then?” He asked sincerely.

 

Shun smiled passionately.

“No matter where you go, I’ll escort you, Ryou.”

 

As soon as Ryou saw that passionate smile Shun gave him, his heart skipped a beat.

Ryou suddenly blushed and averted his gaze away to Shun.

“Eh? Are you blushing?” Shun asked.

 

“U-Urusai!”

 

And that’s when the withered heart of the beautiful green plant came to life again.

 

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Are love in the Garden, Dig it.

By Jahero.Heamore

 

Our love started in the garden. I found you there during the spring, planting flowers at night, using the moonlight to see. You couldn’t see me at first, I was hinding from you behind the rose bush that I’m guessing you planted as well.I looked for you that next afternoon, but you never came, no matter how long I waited for you.

The next time I seen you, you happened to find me first. I was having a very bad day, and had passed out in the garden next to the roses. You had watched over me so that I wouldn’t get hurt. You finally woke me up around midnight, it scared me; but the look in your eye calmed me down.

“W-what?” I questioned as I looked around, standing to my feet.

“I’m sorry, but you were sleeping when I got here, and I didn’t want you to get hurt, so I staid to watch over you” You said with a smile; and I could only smile back.

You were handsome, I couldn’t understand why I could never find you in the daylight. Your eyes were a rich green with a flicker of gold. Your hair was a deep brown, and your sick fair. Your passion alone was more then enough to grab my heart and lock it away for yourself. I was happy to give it away.

We met like this for a while, at night in the garden. I would make dinner and we would sit and talk about everything, the garden and how well it was doing. We always left with a dance and a kiss, as the moon watched us dance.

It was only a year later that we made love for the first time. It was during the winter, you had been digging the garden out of the snow. Your body was shaking, you looked kind of blue in the skin. I convenience you to come up stairs, to help you warm up. One thing lead to another, and we took it to my room.

You were so gentle, I could barly feel a thing at first, you moved so swiftly. I cried out your name, and the night went on like this, the next morning I finally got to see you in the daylight. By now we had been seeing each other for three years; I was so happy, you were the main reason I woke up in the morning; and the reason I went to bed – just so I could see you again. We made love almost everyday, you always took me by surprise; and I felt so renewed afterwords.

That all changed soon afterwords, it was out four year anniversary. I had made your favorite meal, with things grown from the garden. I was going to ask you to move in with me, but you never came. I called and called but again no word from you. I waited until the next day to go looking for you. I checked everywhere and finally managed to find you at home, I wish I hadnt.

The door was opened, the place a mess; you were on the floor, your eyes were cold- the life stolen from them. I barred you that next week, In the garden that way our love, so the moon could watch over you. I still visit that place, the garden that gave you to me; tending to your soul every year.

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|| END OF ៙BL Withered Green ~Writer Contest~៙ ||

[YaoiOtaku Writer Contest]

 

Thank you all for taking part in our Writer Contest!

The choice has been really hard since all of you are skilled and talented.

The winner of ៙BL Withered Green ~Writer Contest~៙ is

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the BL Love Story "Are love in the Garden, Dig it" .

 

 

As promised everyone who participated will get 1,500 points.

 

The winner wins as follows:

- 5,000 points

- 1 Manga Cover card

 

Congrats to the winner and thanks to everyone who participated (:

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