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Class of 3000 1. Kasia's School Life **Disclaimer: I only own Kasia Mitton and this storyline.** **A/N: Kasia's name is pronounced Kay-shah. Pretty much just the word 'Asia' with a K in front of it. Just thought I'd point that out, since I've heard it pronounced like Kasha.** "Tamika, the music was beautiful but…the death threat toward Eddie sorta ruined the mood," Sunny pointed out. "Lil' D, let's see what you got," "Alright!" Lil' D raised his drumsticks and was ready to play when a knock at the door sounded. "Sorry, Lil' D, just a second here," Sunny apologized as he answered the door. Principal Luna stood there with a tall but very slim girl dressed in a black t-shirt and tight dark blue jeans. "Can I help you, Principal Luna?" Sunny asked, glancing at the girl and then back at the principal. "You now have a new student. Her name is…what was your name again?" "Kasia Mitton," the girl announced, keeping her eyes on her black Converse shoes. "Yes. Well, Kasia Mitton has very recently transferred here from a very small town in Michigan and both she and her parents requested she join your class," Principal Luna announced. "Kasia, why don't you go and meet your new classmates? I have a few matters to discuss with Mousier Bridges," "Yes sir," Kasia nodded and slipped into the room. "Kasia, huh? Well, Kasia, what instruments do you play?" Lil' D took the liberty of asking. "I play keyboard, drums, guitar…guitar's my favorite…but I'll try to learn something else if all those instruments are taken," she replied without looking up. "Yo, I ain't Medusa. You won't turn to stone if you look at me," he teased. Blushing, Kasia met his dark brown eyes with her pale blue ones, matching her very pale face that was brushed with freckles. She was chewing on her lower lip. "Look, new girl," Tamika ordered, and Kasia looked up. "You're more than welcome to play guitar. I prefer harp anyway," "Thanks…um, what's your name?" Kasia asked. "It's Tamika, and don't go spreading it around that I was nice to you, either. I got a rep to keep," "I won't, I promise," Kasia nodded as Tamika handed her a guitar. "I'm Madison! I would love to be your best friend, if you want!" "I could use some new friends…" Kasia told the flower child. "Yay! I love new friends!" Madison squealed, twirling around the room. "Hi, I'm Eddie. I'm extremely rich," Eddie introduced himself, making sure the light shone on his diamond ring as he shook her hand. "Hi, Eddie…" Kasia seemed a bit taken back by his frankness, telling her how rich he was. "I noticed you staring at me, but my heart belongs to Tamika," Eddie grinned. "I wasn't staring at you…" Kasia took a few steps back as Tamika threatened Eddie. "He's mildly insane. Actually, we're all a bit insane in our own way. I'm Kim. I'll admit to insanity, but in a good way," Kim smiled. "I'm her twin brother, Kam," Kam added. "Hi Kim and Kam," Kasia replied. "I'm Philly Phil!" he exclaimed, running over. "Wow, you're really tall!" Kasia exclaimed, looking up. "I get that a lot…" Philly Phil admitted. At that point, Sunny walked back into the class. "Have you met everyone in the class?" Sunny asked. "Everyone but you," Kasia replied. "Okay. I'm Sunny Bridges, your music teacher. You play guitar, I hear?" "Yes," Kasia nodded. "Would you mind playing something for the class?" "No, not at all," "Okay, class, stop talking and listen up," Sunny ordered. "Whenever you're ready, Kasia," "Okay," Kasia took a breath and began playing the guitar, and the tune that happened was so simplistic, yet so beautiful that it was almost magic. Even Tamika seemed calmed by it. When she stopped, she glanced at Sunny, pushing her dark hair out of her eyes, revealing her eyes that appeared to be asking if what she'd done had been good enough. "Wow…Kasia, where'd you learn to play like that?" Sunny asked. "I didn't have much to do back at my old school," Kasia admitted, as though this explained everything. The bell rang and all of the kids dashed out. Kam, who always took a bit longer, was last out the door. "Hey, Kam, you think you could take Kasia to her classes for the rest of the day? Principal Luna said she had three out of four of her next classes with you, and the one she doesn't have with you is right next to your math class," Sunny asked. "Sure thing!" Kam replied, leaving. Sunny watched the two students leave together, and sighed. "It's hard to believe…" Sunny muttered something under his breath, and then began doing some paperwork. "So, um, this is the cafeteria…" Kam muttered, turning to leave. "Wait, don't all of us have the same lunch?" Kasia queried. "Well, yeah, but I usually eat in the library," Kam told her. "Oh…okay, then," Kasia replied sadly, entering the cafeteria, watching sadly as Kam left. She noticed that all of the people she'd met in music class were with other groups, and none of them seemed quite the people she'd get very well along with. After getting lunch, she was about to sit down at an empty table when someone tapped her on the shoulder. "Hey, Kasia, you wanna eat in my room today?" he asked. "That'd be great!" Kasia thankfully exclaimed. "So, did you teach yourself to play, or did one of your parents teach you?" "I taught myself guitar. My dad wanted me to take up piano, but I just wasn't into it. My mother wanted me to learn trumpet or sax, but I wasn't very good at that, either. So I taught myself something that I knew I was interested in, and now it's become a main focus in my life," Kasia replied, nibbling on some unidentifiable brownish-green glop, which was what was being served in the cafeteria. "That's cool. How long have you been playing?" Sunny queried. "About two, maybe three years on an acoustic, and then I got an electric for my last birthday," Kasia answered. "From your parents?" Sunny asked. "My mom, at least," Kasia replied. "My dad bought me a vacuum cleaner," "A vacuum cleaner?" Sunny echoed. "It was his way of saying that I spent too much time on the computer and needed to start some chores," Kasia explained, but in her voice Sunny sensed a bit of 'I-can't-believe-it-either' as her answer. "Okay," Sunny nodded, and they ate in silence until the bell rang. A week passed since Kasia had gone to Westley, but she still was eating lunch in the music room instead of with her peers. She seemed to have formed a friendship with the twins, and spent the extra class time talking with them, but though the twins appeared to be the ones she related to most, that wasn't saying much, as their conversations were generic. Kasia and Kim didn't squeal together the way he'd seen Kim squeal with her other friends, and she and Kam showed little interest in the same things. He knew for a fact that she got along worse with everyone else, not just in the music class, but in the whole school. Sunny himself had seen the girl walking down the hall, staring at the ceiling, an aloof expression on her face. Sometimes she even talked to herself. He'd heard the other kids talking about her, calling her names like 'ditz' and 'dork'. A few kids even pushed her or took things from her cradling arms when she wasn't looking. He'd never seen a girl fit in so horribly. She was like sugar against salt: better, but not the same. "Alright, class dismissed. Madison, Eddie, keep working on those solos. They'll be the shining moments in the piece if you can polish them up a bit," Sunny ordered. "Sounds fun!" Madison squealed. "I'll try my best," Eddie promised. Sunny was picking up loose music sheets when he noticed Kasia still standing there. "Can I help you?" he asked. Kasia took a paper out of her binder and handed it to him. "My mom said to give this to you," she told him. Opening it up, he found a note written in red pen. _**Dear Kasia's Music Teacher,**_ _**Since music is the subject we want our Kasia to focus most on, we would like to invite you to dinner this Saturday. Our house is 1223 Mockingbird Lane. If you need to contact me, my number is 587-2235. **_ _**Thanks, **_ _**Mrs. Mitton**_ "Do you think you can come?" Kasia questioned. "Yeah, I'm sure I can," Sunny replied, smiling. "Great, I'll tell my mom," Kasia told him, gathering her things and walking off to her next class. 2. Kasia's Home Life **Disclaimer: I only own Barbie, Tony, and Kasia Mitton and this storyline.** **A/N: Kasia's name is pronounced Kay-shah. Pretty much just the word 'Asia' with a K in front of it. Just thought I'd point that out, since I've heard it pronounced like Kasha.** "Robin Road…Lark Lane…ah, here it is. Mockingbird Lane," Sunny turned his car onto the next road. 1223 was the third house on it, and Sunny pulled into the driveway. After ringing the doorbell, he had to wait quite a while before a woman answered the door. "Hi, I'm Sunny Bridges, Kasia's music teacher?" "You're Kasia's boyfriend?" the woman asked. She wore a stained pink tank top and obviously no bra with a pair of cutoffs that actually look like she'd chopped off a pair of dirty and ripped jeans with a pair of ankle socks. Her hair was an obviously fake blonde. "No, I'm her music teacher," "Yeah, the one she's been endlessly fawning over. Either way, come in," the woman ordered. "I'll have her come down here. Make yourself at home in the den," "Thanks," he replied, going into the directed room and finding a man with very hairy arms and legs slouching in one of the armchairs. "What're you doing here?" he demanded. "I'm Kasia's music teacher," "Oh. I expected you to be white. Not that you had to be, I'm not a racist," the man chortled as though that was the funniest thing ever, him not being a racist. "That's nice to know, sir. Are you her father?" "No, I'm her boyfriend," the man sarcastically replied. "Yeah, I'm her father," "It's very nice to meet you, Mr. Mitton," "Call me Tony," the man sighed. He was wearing an equally stained white undershirt with a pair of blue plaid boxers. On his feet he wore a pair of filthy tennis shoes with no socks. "I'll do that," Sunny agreed. He heard a loud female voice yelling something about 'sleeping all day' and being a 'good-for-nothing free-loading bum', and then the woman came down with Kasia following. Her hair was tied into two loose pigtails and she wore a white t-shirt with a sports logo on it and matching blue shorts with two white lines on each side. She was barefoot. He could've let his jaw drop onto the floor when he saw all the bruises she'd been covering up with jeans and, more recently, a grey ski cap with various buttons on it. On her legs there were at least seven, and on her left leg there was a cut, and on her forehead there was the worst-looking bruise. It was big and green and looked as though a blood vessel might've burst. "Nice to see you again, Kasia," Sunny smiled. "Hi, Sunny…" she seemed a bit appalled at the ensembles her parents were sporting, but said nothing. "Tony, do you know what your daughter was just caught doing?" "No, Barbie, what was she doing?" "Napping. Napping in the middle of the day!" "Napping?" the man's bellow startled Sunny as the man jumped to his feet and walked over to Kasia. He was at least two feet taller than Sunny and about seven times as big around. "I was just tired, Papa. I've been so busy, with the move and everything…" "Don't blame your laziness on the move!" With a glance at Sunny, he growled, "We'll finish this later. For now, go put on something that doesn't make you look like a slut and meet us at the table!" "Yes, Papa," Kasia replied, walking up the stairs. "Mr. Bridges, would you like some coffee?" Barbie questioned, pointing to a pot. "No, thank you," Sunny replied quickly. "Um, excuse me for a moment, I'm going to wash my hands. Could you point me to the bathroom?" "Upstairs and to the left," Barbie smiled, and Sunny ran upstairs, stopping Kasia as she was leaving her room dressed in a pair of jeans, a black t-shirt, and her signature grey ski cap. He opened his mouth to speak, and she beckoned him to her room. "They can hear us talk out there," she explained after closing the door. "Kasia, the bruises, the yelling…do they hit you?" Kasia turned very pale suddenly and sat down on the bed. "No, of course not! I fall down a lot, very klutzy…" she insisted. Sitting down next to her, Sunny placed a hand on her shoulder. "Kasia, you can tell me anything," Sunny whispered, and tears began rolling down her cheeks. "I can't tell you…they'll find out…" Kasia whispered. "It's just me and you…and neither of us are going to tell them," Sunny told her, pulling her into a tight embrace. "Get out!" They both jumped when her father walked into the room. "Get the heck outta my house, the both of ya! I don't ever want to see you around here again!" "But Papa, I live here!" Kasia insisted. "I can't just leave!" "You'll do whatever the heck I tell you too! Go live with your boyfriend!" he roared. "I'll give you a half hour, and by then, you'll wish you were dead!" The door slammed. Tears still pouring down her cheeks, she turned to Sunny for guidance. "Pack enough things for a week. You can stay with me for that long," Sunny told her calmly. Kasia began pulling things out of drawers and out of her closet, including a few things off her bed and desk. Grabbing her backpack off her desk chair, she followed Sunny down the stairs and out the door. As they pulled away, Sunny glanced at the trembling girl. "Yes," she whispered. "What was that?" Sunny queried. "Yes. They hit me," she told him, and as they pulled away, Sunny hugged the girl lightly. "It'll be alright," he told her. "I promise," 3. Hospitality **Disclaimer: I only own Barbie, Tony, and Kasia Mitton and this storyline.** **A/N: Kasia's name is pronounced Kay-shah. Pretty much just the word 'Asia' with a K in front of it. Just thought I'd point that out, since I've heard it pronounced like Kasha.** **Also, **_**please **_**leave me a review. Even if you think it was absolutely awful and the worst plot ever, tell me so. I'd like to dedicate this chapter to my only subscriber, Mossheart. Thanks, Mossheart!** "Well, here it is," Sunny announced as he pulled into his garage. "Wow! Your house is amazing!" Kasia gazed at it in awe. "I'd love to live out here! My neighborhood…well, what was my neighborhood, before I was kicked out…all the houses are so close together, they all look almost exactly alike, and the only tree we have is the little dying one in the front yard…" "I've seen it," Sunny told her with a grin. "Truthfully, it gets a bit lonely out here sometimes. You say the houses are too close together, but my neighbors live miles away from me. Anyways, c'mon. I'll take you to the guest room," "Wow! You have a guest room? My house only has two bedrooms, a bathroom, a living room, and a kitchen!" "My house has so many rooms, I think it's quite possible to get lost in it," Sunny admitted. "Now, if you're done gawking at my house, we should get inside. It's getting late, and you have school tomorrow," "No I don't. Tomorrow's a Sunday," Kasia reminded him, glancing at him. "When you're a teacher, kiddo, Sundays _are _school days," Sunny told her. She gaped. "Wow!" Kasia exclaimed. "My mom works at a car parts factory and my dad paints houses. They try to avoid children as much as possible…including me," "Let's not dwell on that. This next week, I'm gonna make sure you're having the most fun you've ever had. I think you deserve it more than anyone I've ever met," "Wow!" Kasia's blue eyes grew huge. "Really?" "Absolutely. I have a conference with Madison's parents tomorrow, but after that, we can do whatever you want," Sunny told her. She hugged him tightly. "You're the coolest teacher ever!" she squealed. "Thanks, Kasia," Sunny smiled and patted her on her brown-haired head. "Well, here's the guest room," "Wow!" Kasia's eyes grew gigantic at the sight of it. The curtains, walls, and bedclothes were a pale, silvery blue. There was a nightstand with a phone and a lamp on it in the corner, and a large TV in front of the bed. Both a closet and a dresser were by the wall with the TV, and a large window sat next to the bed. A huge bathroom was off to the side. "Get yourself settled in…there's a map of the house on the door. Meet me in the kitchen once you're settled in. You like lasagna?" "I love lasagna!" Kasia admitted. "Great. I'll make us some lasagna," Sunny told her as he left. Kasia began emptying her bag onto the bed. She'd brought several sets of clothes, her toothbrush and toothpaste, her schoolbag with all her books and homework in it, both of her guitars, her CD player and some CD's, her drawing bag with some coloring utensils, pencils, erasers, and a sketchbook, and her stuffed cat. Wait a minute…she didn't remember packing a stuffed cat! She didn't even remember _owning _a stuffed cat. Reaching into the bag and lifting it out, she realized that it was her _real _cat, Clove, named because of the white clover-shaped spot on his chest. She remembered that he liked to nestle into the bag she'd chosen, and in her hurry, she hadn't noticed him when she'd started tossing things into the bag. "Clove…" she sighed, lifting the kitten out of the bag. He mewed softly, and then purred when she rubbed his back. She shrugged off the grey hooded sweatshirt she'd been wearing and rolled it into a cushion for him, which he happily accepted, curling up on it immediately. "Just stay there while I get organized," she ordered, hanging up clothes on hangers and resting her two guitars against the dresser. After she came out of the bathroom after putting her toothbrush and toothpaste on the sink, she glanced at the map on the door. "Oh, the kitchen's not too far away…c'mon, Clove, we should tell Sunny about you," Clove mewed, as though agreeing, and hopped into Kasia's arms. Kasia arrived at the kitchen and found Sunny standing at the stove. "You get settled in okay?" he asked when he heard her walk in. "Yeah…um…Sunny…how do you feel about cats?" Kasia asked. "Cats? Um…well, cats are…cute…I guess. Why do you ask?" Sunny queried, turning to face her. She held up Clove. "I found a little stowaway in my bag. He sleeps in there sometimes and I guess I didn't see him when I was throwing stuff in," Kasia explained. "You're not allergic or anything, are you?" "Nah," Sunny replied, turning off the stove and walking over. "What's his name?" "Clove…see, cuz he's got a clover-shaped white spot on his chest?" "Yep. Well, nice to meet you, Clove," Sunny stroked him on the head. "I had a cat when I was your age. A Siamese, named Zoey. I wanted to take her with me when I moved out, but my parents couldn't part with her. There's some tuna in the cupboard, if you think he's hungry," "Okay," Kasia stood up and took it out, opening it with the can opener and pouring it into a small dish, then placing it on the floor. Clove nibbled at it and then mewed his thanks before gulping down the rest. "This lasagna is delicious!" Kasia announced, and Sunny laughed. "I'm glad you think so. It was the only thing I could cook when I still lived at home. I burned everything else, even water. I couldn't even make toast!" "Once, I was trying to make my parents breakfast, because my dad had had a hard day at work and had slept in for a really long time. I was trying to make toast and eggs and bacon all at the same time that I was pouring orange juice. I got so confused that I cooked the toast and orange juice on the stove, put bacon in the toaster, and poured eggs into glasses. Needless to say, it didn't go well," Kasia admitted, and they both laughed. "So your parents weren't always…like this?" Sunny asked. "Oh, no. For the longest time they were perfect, as in couldn't-have-asked-for-better. They let simple mistakes slide and if I goofed up too badly, I was punished, but fairly. They even let me say how I thought I should be punished. We actually talked together. We were all so happy. But then my mom got pregnant with a baby boy, but he died during birth. I don't know how it changed so much, but it did. They said it was my fault and started being different. It started with just yelling, and then one day my dad got so angry that he smacked me. It never stopped after that," Kasia sighed, and Sunny placed a hand on her shoulder. As though sensing the mood, Clove leapt into Kasia's lap and rubbed his head against her stomach. "Well, thanks for dinner. I should go to bed now, I'm pretty exhausted," Kasia admitted. "Okay, good night, Kasia," Sunny called after her. "Good night!" she called back, smiling. He heard a door open and close and then began putting dishes into the dishwasher. A little later, he jumped as a small brown cat with a white spot on his chest leapt onto the counter. "I'll take you to Kasia's room. I don't want you getting lost," Sunny told him, scooping the tiny cat into his arms and carrying him down the hall. He knocked on the door to no answer, but the door was unlocked so he entered. He saw that the lights were on and the TV was on to a cartoons channel, but she had fallen asleep on the floor. He turned out the light and flicked off the TV, and very gently scooped his small student into his arms and lay her in the bed, pulling the blankets over her. Clove leapt onto the bed and nuzzled up by her chest, and Kasia draped an arm over him. Sunny left the room and closed the door quietly. As he walked into his living room to watch TV, something in his chest seemed to pang against him softly. "I'd do the same thing for any of my other students…she was kicked out of her home by her own father…it's just a bit of compassion, pity, sympathy…" he muttered to himself as he collapsed on the couch. _Is it really _something inside him questioned. Outwardly, he insisted _yes_, but on the inside, he replied _no_. 4. The Reality Comes Forth **Disclaimer: I only own Clove (forgot to mention that in the last chapter), Barbie, Tony, and Kasia Mitton and this storyline.** **A/N: Kasia's name is pronounced Kay-shah. Pretty much just the word 'Asia' with a K in front of it. Just thought I'd point that out, since I've heard it pronounced like Kasha.** **I'd like to dedicate this chapter to my first reviewer, ****Animus of Lacuna****. Thanks!** **A word of warning…I'll be on vacation in NYC all next week…from very, very early Sunday morning (meaning around 1 am) to early next Monday. I'll see if my mom will let me use her laptop on the train, but I HIGHLY doubt she will, so I'm sorry…I'll see if I can get something up tomorrow…but I don't think I'll be able to.** Kasia woke up the next morning to find Clove batting a guitar pick around her bed. For a second, she thought she was still at home, but then she glanced around and remembered that she was at Sunny's house and climbed out of bed. Going to the closet, she chose a light pink Happy Bunny t-shirt and jeans. After she was dressed, she went into the bathroom, brushed her hair and teeth, and then scooped Clove up and wandered to the kitchen, where Sunny was sitting at the table, reading the newspaper and nibbling on toast. She saw that a slice of toast was sitting at another place at the table and sat down there. Sunny glanced over at her. "Morning, Kasia," he smiled. "Morning," she replied, biting into the toast. "You sleep okay?" he asked. "Yep," she nodded. Clove walked over to where a bowl of tuna had already been placed. "Well, my conference with Madison's parents is in about an hour. You can come if you want, stay here if you want," Sunny told her. "I think I'll stay here," Kasia told him. "Okay," Sunny replied. "Why don't any of the other kids like me?" Kasia suddenly blurted out, surprising Sunny. "I knew this was coming at one time or another…okay, what gives you the impression that none of the others like you?" "They call me names and throw things at me and take my stuff and start rumors about me…" Kasia explained. "Need I continue?" "Well, do all of them do that?" "Most do," "Do the kids in the music class?" "Well, not as much as the others. The twins don't at all, but Kim's careful not to be seen around the other kids with me," "What about Kam? He seemed to take a liking to you," "He's nicer than any of the other kids in school, but we're still not really close friends. He's usually with his sister or the other really, really smart kids," Kasia sighed. "You could ask Kam if you could sit with him at lunch and try to get to know his friends," Sunny told her. "I tried that," "What happened?" "They studied," Kasia stated. "Huh?" "All through lunch, they studied," Kasia sighed. "There wasn't a chance for me to get to know them, they were studying," "Oh, I see…" Sunny pondered this for a moment. "I'll see what I can do," "Thanks, Sunny," Kasia smiled. "You're the best friend I've ever had," "Honestly?" Sunny asked. "My last school was worse than this. That's _why _we moved. And it's not exactly like I could call my parents friends," Kasia pointed out. "There's Clove, but he doesn't talk to me and help me like you do," "Thanks, Kasia, that means a lot," Sunny told her. "It's the truth," Kasia shrugged. "Okay, well, I got that conference. Figure out what you want to do while I'm gone, okay?" Sunny asked. "Okay," Kasia agreed, watching him go. Clove was looking up at her. "Clove, is it wrong to fall in love with you music teacher?" she queried once Sunny had left. "Me-row," Clove replied, licking a paw. "So, other than spacing out in class occasionally, Madison's doing fine, one of our best soloists, actually," Sunny told her parents. "Did you have any concerns?" "Well, not about Madison, actually," her father admitted. "Oh, what is it?" Sunny asked, concerned. "Well, I was going through her backpack last night, and I found a note. She said she didn't write it, any of it, that she found it in her desk, and I don't deny it, but it concerned me nonetheless," her father admitted, handing it to her. _New girl…who is she?_ **Kasha Mitten or something.** _What's wrong with her? Is she emo?_ **Yep. Bet she cuts.** _Wouldn't be surprised_. _She's WEIRD._ **Spaces out in the hall. Bet she's on drugs.** _She and that weird Cam kid are always leaving music together._ **Isn't that cute. A nerd couple.** _LOL._ "I asked Madison about the girl, this Kasha Mitten, they were talking about on here. She said she knew her from music. As far as you know, are any of these things true?" her father asked. "We don't want to hurt her, Sunny; we just want to help her. The poor little thing…" Bianca whispered. "No, she's not like this. She's just very misunderstood around school. Her parents…" Sunny faltered. "Her parents…?" her father coaxed. "They're…um…very worried about her school life. Very…helpful," Sunny lied. "Oh. Well, we just wanted to make sure. Thanks," her father smiled as he and Bianca left. Sunny couldn't concentrate on the way home. He wanted to take those two girls and put them in Kasia's place, make them feel how she felt. Or maybe just slam their heads into a wall. Either way, he wanted them to be in pain. Why did he feel so protective of the girl? He wasn't so protective about Eddie when Tamika threatened him. Why Kasia? With a sigh, he decided that he knew why, he just couldn't admit it. 5. Sunny's Remedy **Disclaimer: I only own Clove (forgot to mention that in the last chapter), Barbie, Tony, and Kasia Mitton and this storyline.** **A/N: Kasia's name is pronounced Kay-shah. Pretty much just the word 'Asia' with a K in front of it. Just thought I'd point that out, since I've heard it pronounced like Kasha.** **Okay, thanks to everyone who gave me these ideas! This chapter is an idea I got from my own mind…but I promise I have taken everyone's ideas to heart.** **Thank you to emeraldstroker, essentially, I tried to PM you but you have PM-ing disabled, so I'll thank you here, and to Animus of Lacuna.** Instead of going straight home, he turned into the parking lot of a place he knew well, the Bankhead Adoption Agency. Hating himself fully, he walked up to the desk. "Hello, sir, can I help you?" "There's a girl…she's almost twelve and I had to take her from her home because she was being horridly abused. Her parents willingly gave her up to me, they didn't want her. I…I can't take care of her anymore…I'm really not cut out for being a parent…is there anything you can do?" Sunny swallowed to keep from crying. "Well, I'll be honest with you, sir, many people come here wishing to adopt children much younger than eleven, usually looking for babies. However, we do occasionally get people who've lost a child and want to have someone older, sort of to continue where they left off. If you'd like, you can write up a profile for this girl, we'll see if we can get her adopted," "Okay," Sunny took the questionnaire and sat down at one of the seats. The first few questions were easy. Name: _Kasia Mitton_ Age: _11 ¾_ Hair Color: _Dark Brown_ Eye Color: _Blue_ Orientation: _Russian_ Thankful that he'd overheard her telling Kam that she was Russian, he looked at the next few questions and tried to answer truthfully. Reason for Abandon: _Brutally abused, replacement guardian unable to care for any longer_ Notes: _Very cautious, doesn't get along with people well (most likely because of her past with her parents), but also very sweet and loving once she gets to know you. Also needs a home that would accept a cat, which she's very close to and cannot part with. NEEDS to be moved out of the Westley school district._ Signature: X_Sunny Bridges_ "Okay, Mr. Bridges, this looks very good," the receptionist said after she gave her his phone number. "We'll be sure to refer her to anyone who's interested," "Thanks," Sunny replied, and he got back into the car, feeling like the worst scum in the world. 6. Phone Call Confession **Disclaimer: I only own Clove (forgot to mention that in the last chapter), Barbie, Tony, and Kasia Mitton and this storyline.** **A/N: Kasia's name is pronounced Kay-shah. Pretty much just the word 'Asia' with a K in front of it. Just thought I'd point that out, since I've heard it pronounced like Kasha.** **This chapter came from a scene idea I got from emeraldstroker. I didn't use all of your idea, but putting Miss Lopez in got me started here.** When he got home, he heard Kasia playing her guitar in her room, and while to most people it would sound like an innocent song with a haphazard melody, to him it sounded like it was distinctly saying 'Why, why, why?' "Kasia?" he called, and the music stopped. She left the room and looked up at him. "Hi Sunny…what's wrong?" "What? Nothing's wrong, why would you think something's wrong?" "You just look really sad and guilty. Did you have to say something bad about Madison? Were her parents mean to you?" she asked, and Sunny thought he might start crying at her innocence, her concern. How could he abandon her like this? "Nah, it was nothing like that. I'm just really tired. Conferences wear me out!" Sunny yawned to punctuate the statement. "Oh, okay. You had me worried for a second! Why don't you go lie down, I'll make lunch," Kasia offered, and Sunny almost argued, but he couldn't be with her much more or he'd break, so he smiled at her and lay down on the couch. Clove leapt up by him and he stroked him. Even Clove had grown on him. Kasia came out soon, carrying two plates with sandwiches on them. "Thanks," he smiled at her as he took his. "No problem!" Kasia smiled back at him and Clove left him and hopped up on Kasia's lap. "So, what did happen at the conference?" "I just said that Madison was pretty good expect for occasionally spacing out in class, that she's one of our best soloists, and reminded them that her bow had broken last time in class and she needed to get a new one," Sunny explained. It wasn't technically a lie, anyway. That stuff _did _happen at the conference, just not _all _of it. "Well, I've got homework, some of which is from your class, so I'll see you later!" Kasia stood up. "Just tell me if you need any help," Sunny told her, and she bounced off. As soon as she did, Sunny picked up the phone and dialed a number he'd done everything to get. Miss Lopez was standing in her bathroom, just getting out of the shower and half-dressed, when her cell phone rang. Walking out of the bathroom in a t-shirt and underwear, she picked it up. "Hello?" "Miss Lopez? It's Sunny," "Hello, Sunny," Miss Lopez smiled and sat down on her bed. "Hi…um…I have to talk to you. About Kasia," "Is she failing in your class, Sunny?" Miss Lopez asked. "No, no, it's nothing like that…" Sunny replied. "No, she's doing great in my class…" "I've seen it too, Sunny. The other kids treat her horribly. I always keep an eye on her in the halls, try to get the other kids to stop picking on her, get her stuff back from them at the least," "The other kids aren't the only ones," Sunny said darkly. "The teachers are doing it too?" Miss Lopez sounded horrified. "No, not the teachers, not as far as I know. It's her parents, Miss Lopez," Sunny sighed. "Her parents? Sunny, this is…" Miss Lopez faltered. "Her mother invited me over to dinner one night. All they did was yell at her, and I could see bruises all over her, and then I went up to her room to confront her and she started crying, she kept saying that they'd know, and then her father came in and yelled at us both to get out, and she seemed to reach out to me, so I took her in," "That was very sweet of you, Sunny," Miss Lopez told him. "Yeah, but that's not where it ends…I…I fell in love with her. Headfirst, totally in love. And I realized that I couldn't do this…I couldn't keep her in my house if I was in love with her…I'd be a pervert if I did, right? So today I went to the adoption agency…and I…I hate myself for it…I can't believe…" Sunny couldn't speak, tears were rolling down his cheeks. "I can't believe I could abandon her again…Miss Lopez…what do I do?" "Shh…Sunny, it's okay…" Miss Lopez soothed him. "Sunny, listen to me, okay? If there's one thing I know you're not, it's a pervert. If you love her, there is something in you telling you it's right. Love knows no age, Sunny, you have to grasp that. What you need to figure out now is if giving her up is right," "Thanks, Miss Lopez," Sunny sighed. "Anytime, Sunny," Miss Lopez replied. End file.

Class of 3000, Family, Hurt-Comfort

Fanfiction

Class of 3000 1. From Art Class to Music Class **Okay... I've been a long time author in this website and... my first time in this fandom... Two words: first fic. Please be considerate... even a little...please? ** * * * **From Art Class to Music Class ** The room filled with happy and childish voices. Some fighting, some cheering happily. Laughter filled the air. Though the noise was unbearable and it almost filled the air, a sigh was surpressed from a certain boy's lips. "Yo Kam!" a slang-like male voice passed through the boy's ears. A certain dark complexioned boy with a hat sat next to him. Lil'D, the other boy, saw the Asian's gloomy face. "Yo, dawg, why the long face?" Kam Chin let out another sigh. As though their minds interconnected, Lil'D quickly knew the problem Kam has. "You can't find anyone perfect for you for Valentine's Day, can you?" he said, laying a hand on his back. "Don't worry, you'll find one." Kam groaned. "You guys are so lucky! I mean... Eddie gets to go out with Tamika," he sighed, glancing at the mentioned couple, "...and Philly Phil plans to go out with Madison!" he said, glancing at his classmate who already had a flower inside those enlaced fingers, and who also caught sight of him and gave a wave. Kam waved back idly, "And you... Lil'D! You... you have Kim! There are only seven of us here and I'm the excess!" Lil'D chuckled. "Aw don't worry, man. You'll find someone..." he reassured, giving him another pat on the back. "Settle down, little people," Sunny Bridges, the once superstar turned teacher, entered. Everyone returned to their proper seats promptly. Before running along, Lil'D whispered to Kam, "Everything will turn out alright...". He left after doing so. "I hope so..." he sighed. Sunny introduced the topic of the day and continued to babble on for a good two minutes. Kam, meanwhile, grunted boredly. No one really knew that today will be unusual. "Is this Art class?!" a shrill voice came down from the doorway. Everybody's heads swerved to the doorway. There, stood a girl, about twelve. She had a fair complexion, but not ivory, just right. She had chestnut brown hair, fixed with a small dark brown clip. She wore a long sleeved white polo with a chestnut brown sleeveless sweater on top of it. She wore a pair of khaki shorts that reached at the end of her knees. Her feet were covered with blue Chuck Taylor look alike shoes. Sunny put on a sweet smile. "No my dear. This is Music class," he explained. "I think you had it wrong." "Music class?! Ooh I_ love_ music!!" the girl exclaimed. "Oh and I'm a new student." She smiled sweetly. The smile seemed to have an effect on our dear Kam. When she smiled, Kam seemed to plaster on a small smile. "Uh... okay..." Sunny said, stepping closer to the door. "You can join but I don't think you have an instrument with you. Just Art materials." "Ooh!" the girl said. She started to dig in her mailman like shoulder bag filled with art materials. Finally, she took out her hand to reveal a dainty white recorder. "I have my recorder!" she exclaimed and started to dig in again and took out something again. "And my accordion!" "How many things does that bag hold?" Sunny asked with curiosity. The girl shrugged innocently. "I don't know... many?" "Well then," Sunny began, motioning the girl to come in which she did. "Welcome to my class! I'm Sunny Bridges, your teacher." The girl's eyes suddenly sparkled. "_The_ Sunny Bridges?!" she said, looking awed. "Yeah. You know me?" The girl shrugged. "No. I just heard you from people here in Atlanta. Anywho, hi, nice to meet you!" "Uh... okay..." Sunny said, half amazed, half confused at the girl."To start off, what's your name, my dear?" The girl posed herself properly. "My name is Sophia Katherine Claire Jacob. I'm twelve and I came from..." she trailed off and then shrugged. "...I forgot. Anywho, what's next?" Sunny was now wholefully confused. "Uhm... Ms. Jacob. What do you want us to call you? Sophie? Kat? Clari? Clara? Or your whole name?" he asked. The girl cringed from hearing those names. "No!" she exclaimed. "What then?" Lil'D started. "It's not like we can't call you by a name." Before saying anything, she took a gulp of air then exhaled. "Sorry, asthma," she excused. Hearing this, Kam gasped a little to himself. "Okay, you can call me Sketch. Sketch Jacob." "Well, Sketch," Sunny said. "I'll just go to Principal Luna and switch you from Art class to Music class, behave while I'm gone." At that, Sunny left. Before going to a vacant seat, Sketch was stopped by the class. First with Lil'D. "'Sup! I'm Lil'D! I play the drums!" Lil'D said proudly. "and I officially decide for the class!" "H-hi, Lil'D..." Sketch said, trying to get out of the way. "...May I please transfer to my seat now?" Giving way, Sketch paced fastly but suddenly bumping into someone. "I'm Philly Phil!" the weirdly dressed curly redhead said. "Nice to meet you..." She just smiled and went away. Her destination was at the back. There was an empty seat there._A little further..._ she always thought. On the way, she was always blocked and drowned by introductions, as the following: "'Sup! I'm Tamika. Tamika Jones. You better not make me mad or else." (She was scared at this and just nodded) "Hi! I'm Madison! I play the violin! And I'm super glad to have you! Now where were you from again?" (Sketch sighed and smiled. She said she forgot where her last place was. She also commented that she liked the violin too) "Hey, Sketch! I'm Kim Chin. Nice to have you in the class!" (Sketch just smiled then nodded.) "Hey y'all! I'm Edward Phillip James Lawrence III! You can call me Eddie. I'm rich." (She sighed and smiled then went away) After long minutes of introduction and dodging, Sketch finally sat down on the empty desk. She thought she would be alone at the back but suddenly noticed a kinky eyed boy about her age. As far as she knows, she hasn't met him. Kam realized that she was two feet away from him. _Awkward..._ he thought. He looked outside the window to get his mind off her. Sketch decided to introduce herself in case he hasn't heard her the first time. "Hi." A voice interrupted his wandering thoughts. The shambles of ideas in his mind started to get back into place, which was bad news. Kam glanced at her. "Hey." "What's your name?" Sketch asked. "Kam. Kam Chin." He didn't dare to look at her. "I'm--" "Sketch. I know." He still tried to prevent eye contact. "You look like the Chinese girl a while ago..." she stated. "She's my twin sister." "Cool! I always wanted a twin!" she cheered. "Okay..." he jeered. "A-are you mad at me or sumthin'? You know, we could work it out..." Sketch stated. _Oh no..._ Kam thought. _She thinks I'm mad at her..._ "Could we please talk later?!" Kam sneered. "I'm concentrating on something!! So please, keep quiet!!" Sketch was taken aback. She's so new in this school that she didn't want to have any enemies yet. "Oh..." she mumbled. She slumped in her seat, about to cry but she couldn't let tears get out. Not yet. Not on the first day. Kam mentally slapped himself. _Stupid Kam!! Why did you do this to her!! She was just being friendly!!_ he scolded himself. _That's it! I'm going to fix this tomorrow. _He could not let himself fix this now... or today. She still might think that he's mad at her, he thought. Little did he know that that happening will etch in Sketch's mind and heart forever... * * * **Okay... first fanfic... I hope you like it... though it isn't understandable. Is it? Please do answer. Please R&R. And do not flame me please... Sketch is my OC. I think it would be a KamOC. Please do correct me... Oh and could somebody please explain what Kim and Kam's father is like? Thanks...** 2. When She Cries **Second chapter... please review... and I hope you like it.** * * * **When She Cries** Several days have past, several sounds of the bell have passed through her ears, several times she was left alone in the room came by, still she was upset. Every dismissal time, she would let the others pass through the door. She befriended Madison and Kim already and their concern didn't bother her. Every time they saw her sitting on her lone desk, they would invite her for a walk home. She would deny. Everyday, it was a circle. She would enter the room, never look at her seatmate, have classes, lunch alone, classes again and wait alone. At the end of the day, she would cry for a while. She didn't know why. Who does, actually? No one knew that it was Kam's fault. Kam tried to make it better, but always ended up in shambles. Kam was greatly affected. "Are you sure, Sketch?" Kim asked, once again. "You've been alone here for four days already..." "I'm sure Kim," Sketch reassured. Her sad eyes desperately wanted to cry now. "You go ahead. My dad'll pick me up." "Okay," Kim said, leaving. "Bye..." "Bye." Alone. Again. Tears. They're starting to roll down again. Outside. Kam waited patiently. Sketch. She quickly grabbed her bag and cried on it. A sigh. Kam did this and gave up. Hallway. Down he would go. Forgetting the girl for a while. Her eyes watered, they would roll down and the bag would absorb it. She never cared if anyone could see her. "Sketch?" a grown voice called out. Sketch looked up immediately and wiped her tears. And now, she cared. Talk about picking the wrong time to cry. In front of a teacher! "Baby girl, what are 'ya doin' cryin' there?" Sunny asked. The rolling beads of water were too stubborn to stop. She wiped them quickly with her wrist. "Sir..." she croaked. "No, no, call me Sunny..." Sunny said, walking to her desk and finally sitting himself down. "Come here, Sketch dear," he coaxed. "Now, would you mind tellin' 'yo teacher what's wrong?" Sketch glomped him. The strong force Sketch exerted was so strong that Sunny said an "oof!" She had scrunched him up real tight that he almost said the words hoarsely. "There there..." Sketch let go of him and cried more. "I... I couldn't handle it Sunny..." Sketch said. "S...someone... got mad at... me...(sniff)... and I don't know why...I... I've been raised... (sniff)... by people... who say... people... are... (sniff)... good..." She continued to cry. Sunny was astonished. Someone? In his class? No way... Sunny wrapped his arms around the weeping girl. "Now now..." was all he could say. He could not ask her for names, knowing that every one of them was good natured. After a moment of crying, Sketch straightened herself up. "S-Sunny..." she mumbled. "Yes?" "I want to move back to Art class!" * * * **It was short. I know... but I have to keep the suspense for now... hope someone reviews...:) Take care guys!** 3. Sweet Sorry **Bored... here's the next chapter.** * * * **Sweet Sorry** "What?!" Sunny's voiced came in a high almost squeeky sound. "Sketch, don't... please..." "Please..." Sketch pleaded. More tears shot out. "Sketch, I can't afford to lose you... you... you have many friends already... Kim, Madison... Kam..." "That's the point!" Sketch hoarsely screeched. "Kam... he... he's..." Sunny wrapped her in a tight embrace, just like a father would do. "You don't have to tell how Kam hurt you... I'll just listen to your need for this time..." Sketch, crying, just nodded. "Ssh..." Sunny chided. Unbeknownst to them, Kim was outside, spying. Every inch, every second, every word passed through her ear, and stuck in her brain. One thing's for sure, the reason was only one word, name actually: **KAM**. Kim ran away quietly and headed for the door. Sketch wiped her eyes, and tried to make her tears lesser and lesser. "Here's the deal," Sunny said. "Next Monday, you can have half of the day for Art and the other half for my class. If you already made up your mind, you can tell me at the end of the day..." Sketch held her bag as the sound of a beeping car rang. "I will..." Sketch hoarsely said. "Thank you, Mr. Bridges..." He smiled a small smile. "Call me Sunny." As she left, Sunny sighed sadly. * * * "KAAAAAAAAAAM!!" Kim roared. She climbed the staircase and marched to Kam's room. "KAAAAAAAAAAM!!" she once roared again. She banged the door close, looking angrier than ever. Kam looked at her from his computer. "What pissed you?" Kam simply said. "YOU!!" Kim said, pointing a finger at him and angrily marched up to him. "ME?!" "Yeah! You! I may not know what you did to Sketch but one thing's for sure!! You caused her to go back to Art class!!" "She's moving back to Art class?!" Kam countered. "Yeah!! Thank you, Kam!!" Kim screamed sarcastically. "Thank you!!" "I haven't done anything to Sketch!!" "Liar!!" "I am not!" "It's all _your_ fault!! You better fix this by Monday or else I will tell everybody about what you did!" Kim reassured aggressively then marched out of the room. Kam looked at the path that Kim once passed through. He sighed and banged his head on the table. He then looked at the neatly placed red card on the table. "What am I going to do now...?" * * * Monday... "Oh I can't wait for Sketch to arrive!!" Madison cheered. Her usual happy mood seemed to cover the growing darkness that will soon arrive. "That's if..." Kim said, turning to Kam, glaring. "...she's coming..." "What do you mean she's not coming?!" Madison questioned in a high pitched manner she got used of. "Come on, Madison," Lil'D said. "Kim's just pulling your leg." "My leg?" Madison asked. "She ain't pulling my leg!!" "Uuh, Madison," Philly Phil went on. "It's an _idiom_." "Oooh... you mean the one who is dumb and stuff?" "Madison," Eddie came. "That's _idiot_." "Oooh!! (giggles) My bad!" Just then, footsteps pounded into the Music room. It only indicated one thing: Sunny was here. They scrambled up to their seats quickly to pay respect. Sunny entered the room like it was just normal. Like nothing happened last Friday. It was as if he didn't notice one student missing. "Good morning, class," was Sunny's usual greeting. "Good morning Sunny!" the chorus went out. "Alright, let's do an attendance check!" Sunny came. He was already lifting the attendance sheet and a pencil when his sharp eyes caught Madison's raising hand. He sighed at this and put down the things. He leaned on his table to look at the class, then at Madison. "Yes Madison?" "Uhm, excuse me," Madison's innocent voice executed. "but... Sketch is not here yet." Sunny sighed once again and supported his sitting figure on his desk. "Class," his voice lowered. "... Sketch is not coming today..." The mood in the class changed. "That _seems_ to be a surprise," Kim said, putting her elbows on her desk and took a chance to glare at his brother. She did this sarcastically. Noting the tone, Sunny took a glance at the young Asian girl. "You seem to know about the issue as well as I do, Kim..." he said. Kim looked at Sunny suddenly. "...why don't you come up here and tell us what's going on." He still took care of that caring voice which made Kim a little queezy. "Uuh..." "Don't worry," Sunny reassured. "We won't bite." Kim uneasily stepped up in front of the class. "Uuh... you see, I..." Kim's voice died off. "...I kinda... overheard you and Sketch talking. It was about... Sketch... she wanted to go back to Art Class but you didn't want to... so... you decided that she will take half of the class this morning and half of this class this afternoon." Sunny smiled, knowing she was telling the bare truth. "What do you think that made Sketch so unhappy, Kim?" he asked while putting his hands on her little shoulders. "Uuh..." Kim said. "I think it was..." her voice, saddened at first, became angered little by little and glared at her brother. "...Kam." The whole class gasped then looked at Kam, angrily. "You did all of this?!" Lil'D bellowed. "But I---" "Why'd do this for, Kam?!" Tamika demanded. "I wasn't---" "Do you hate Sketch so much, Kam?" Eddie asked, but not angrily. "No I--" "But why did you do that?" Philly Phil asked. "Look, I---" "Kam... why?" Madison asked, confusion etched all over her. "I never---" "HE HATED SKETCH!!" Kim spat. "I don't!!" "Why I never... Kam, what did Sketch do to deserve this?!" Lil'D flared. "Nothing!! I just--" "Why Kam?!" "Why?!" _Why?! Why?! Why?! Kam! Kam! Why Kam?! Why?!_ Chaos brewed up in the class, everybody started shouting at the poor boy. Kam tightened his eyes shut, he held on his head, keeping it from blowing up inside due to the noises that barricaded and bombarded him. "Class, class, CLASS!!" Sunny shouted amongst the noises. Everybody became quiet. "Stop it right now!! Don't jump into conclusions just yet!!" Kam let go of his protective state and looked at his teacher teary-eyed. "Now," Sunny said, calmly. "Go outside, let me have a private talk to Kam here." The whole class got up from their seats and marched to the door, whispering. Sunny looked at the marching figures passing through the door. He listened for their little footsteps until he could hear no more. Sunny looked at the scrunched up little boy on the desk and approached him. Kam had his head on his circled arms, crying. Mumbling some words that came out muffled. "Kam..." Sunny said, shushing the boy."...Kam, Kam. It's okay, ssssssh... it's okay... Sunny's here." "I-I'm really sorry...S-Sunny..." Kam said, wiping the salt tasted tears with his sleeve. "I-I didn't... mean...t-to..." "Sssh..." Sunny said, massaging the boy's back. "Just tell me... what happened to Sketch?" Tears ran down his pale face. "It's...it's just th-that..." Kam stammered. "I-I didn't know h-how to... to react to Sk-Sketch..." "Why...?" Sunny asked. "I-I..." Kam stuttered. Sunny realized that it would be hard for Kam to discuss the reason in between tears. He decided to shush him for a while. "Wait, Kam..." Sunny said. "comfort yourself for a while... then we'll talk about it..." Moments later, after cups of water and tissue, Kam's peaceful side returned. His cheeks were still tearstained but he was better. His heart rate slowed down, his breathing returned to normal. "You want to talk about it now?" Sunny asked. "It's complicated..." Kam said quietly. "Things are _always_ complicated..." Sunny stated. "I might just solve yours easily..." "Well, do you..." Kam mumbled. "...do you ever get that feeling that you don't know how to react so you let out a different reaction instead?" "Sometimes, Kam." "It's like that... I... I kinda... you know..." "You liked Sketch but it turned out that you saddened her so much?" "Yes." "That's quite simple, Kam." "I don't know if it's simple or not." "Just apologize." Kam's eyes widened. "Apologize?" he asked. "It always works..." Sunny said, smiling. "Thank you, Sunny." "Always, Kam." Sunny closed his eyes and smiled. He seemed to know what's going to happen next. A small knock came. Three times, in a pattern. He had closed the door earlier so they couldn't hear them talking. "This might just be your chance, Kam." Kam couldn't take in the words Sunny threw at him. He couldn't understand. Sunny just packed his paper works inside his drawer. Sunny opened the door and revealed Sketch. "Good morning, Sketch" Sunny said, raising his hat a little. He went outside to get his lunch. "Good morning, Sunny" Sketch responded. She closed the door gently and shocked herself at a sight. Kam was there, sitting, not moving. Sketch quickly opened the door so she could run herself away. Kam just looked at the girl. Sketch was, fortunately, frozen at another thing she saw. Never before had she seen her foe's face stained by tears. She gently closed the door and went closer to Kam. "A-are you... okay?" Sketch asked. Her fear was slowly fading away, replacing it by concern and bravery towards the boy. She was standing before Kam's desk, looking down on him. Kam felt silent, unsure of what to do, unsure of what to say. He mumbled then grunted. Sketch remained the same. He looked up to her then stood. He was now of the same level as her. Silence sliced between the two. Neither of them talked. They just looked into each other. Sketch's focus was on the boy's tear-stained cheeks; Kam's was on her eyes. Kam's thoughts were vanquished within his brain, leaving no trace, no sign. It was empty. "Kam..." Sketch began. "I--" She was cut off. Not by a hand. Not by a finger. Not by anything else. Except for a hug. Kam tightened his grip around her shoulders. He began to cry. Tears once again flowed down, soaking the girl's top. Sketch's mind erased. She forgot everything. She forgot that she was supposed to be scared of this certain boy who was hugging him now. She forgot all her worries. Nothing went and stayed in her mind. Suddenly, a pink tint ran over her face. Heat accumulated at her cheeks. Was this because of this boy? Must be. She started to unconsciously hug him back. The tears that were always there for her shot out. But they were changed into something more. Those weren't the same tears that flooded her. No. Those were sour and bitter woeful tears. This time, these were tears... of joy. As if reading his mind, Sketch tighted her hold onto him too. She smiled and closed her eyes, letting herself relax from all the incidents. She let herself relieve from all the pain, vanquish all the bitter memories and replace it with... sweet forgiveness, renewal of friendship. Nothing else was spoken of except for three words: "I forgive you..." ...And one name: "...Kam." * * * **o.O Wow!! That was... long!! O.o I cannot believe that I can actually write that long... but the heck!! I must confess that though this was long, I took almost A LOT of your time guys... sorry... hehehe. Sorry for taking so long. Here 'ya go!! This goes for all the people who wanted and waited and waited for Kam to say sorry.** **Hey!! Not the end of the story... yet. More will come!! This one for now... bye!!** 4. Upon Partnership Comes Jealousy I **Now that the periodicals are long gone and everything goes lightweight on my shoulders, let's start with chapter four! YEYZ!** * * * **Upon Partnership Comes Jealousy I: Envy** Everything was quiet in the class. They all sat there patiently, waiting for the results. Some were too quiet so they could eavesdrop on the conversation. A bead of sweat trickled down Kam's temple. Oh how eager was the class on finding out the outcome. "If she decides to go back to Art class, this is all your fault, Kam!" Kim whispered harshly to her twin brother. She was suddenly bombarded with shushing sounds. Everybody was completely still. Nothing sprewed up in the air. Some were biting their lower lip in vain. Some hearts started to beat rapidly against their own chests. Some let themselves exhale then relax. But these actions were distributed to each person except for one who had summed up all these actions. As usual, it would be our dear Kam. Voices were heard outside. Four of them to be exact. They were pretty darned sure which belongs to who. These voices were so faint that Philly Phil leaned against the wall to hear it but ended up scrambled on the floor which earned shushing sounds too. Finally, the words were concluded. "Okay"'s were heard and footsteps were heard. Two were walking away while the other two entered the Music room. Sunny walked up at the front while Sketch took the aisle and sat down beside Kam. Lil'D gulped. "So..." he started nervously. "...what's it gonna be, Sunny?" "Sketch..." Sunny started. He held on his hat and lowered it. Pouts were already seen on each face in the class. Just then, the most unexpected thing happened: Sunny smiled. "...is staying" he finalized. The heavily carved pouts were not so hard to extinguish. Smiles emerged from their faces. Shouts, hoots and cheers were heard in the class. Kim ran up to hug Kam tightly which caused Kam the lack of air. Madison started skipping towards Sketch, grabbed her hands and started dancing in circles. Sketch bemused herself at this. More cheers spurred up in the air. "A'right, a'right, class. Settle down, settle down," Sunny said, calming down the now euphoric class. Little by little the class settled down. "Okay, class. Sketch, glad to have you back..." Sketch nodded and smiled a small smile. "...now class. Today, we're going to discuss the importance of..." Sunny said, while grabbing a piece of white chalk and started to write on the vacant chalkboard."...partnership." The students looked at each other. "Now, as an activity, you're going to be paired up," Sunny said as he drew out a bowl. Inside the clear glass fishbowl, strips of paper were accumulated in there. "This will be a boy-girl activity. The boys will pick from this fishbowl." Madison's hand shot up another time. "Yes Madison?" "What happened to the fish that was once in there?" she asked innocently. Somewhat, she remembered having a fish in there. "Uum... you see..." Sunny started. _Flashback_ _Sunny placed a fishbowl by a window, which he didn't think would be overly stupid. When he left, a cat climbed up the nearest tree and ate the fish._ _Sunny just came back, shocking at the empty fishbowl._ _End flashback_ "That was disturbing..." Philly Phil stated. You could've sworn that he was twitching beneath those goggles. "Okay, going on," Sunny said, shaking the bowl. "Boys pick. Eddie, you go first." Eddie walked down the aisle, nervousness wrecking the last of him, fingers crossed, chanting what seemed to be "hope it's Tamika, hope it's Tamika..." Eddie slipped his hand through the cold rim and ruffled his hand among the strips. When he ruffled enough, he decided to grab the nearest paper and shove it out. "Hope it's Tamika... hope it's Tamika..." Eddie said, while opening one eye and looking dumbly at the paper. "TAMIKA!" "Oh great..." Tamika said, resting her face on her fist. Eddie went back to his seat, raising the paper in victory, prancing about. "Okay, Philly Phil, your turn..." Sunny said, shaking the remaining pieces. Philly Phil looked down on the bowl and grabbed a paper. "Madison," he simply stated. He was about to return when the tightest grip he could've imagined came to him. "BUDDY!" Madison squeeled. "Okay Kam," Sunny said, nodding at the boy. Kam gulped, nervousness started to wreck into him, tearing him little by little. Sweat beads ran down his face. Kam looked at Sketch, who just gave a small nod. He shot up, walking down the aisle, as nervousness destroyed him piece by piece. He hoped that he would be as lucky as Eddie. Kam started to push his hand in, shuffling through the two pieces of paper. He started to take out the nearest paper that touched his finger. He brought it out then gulped a huge amount. He only wanted one girl to be his partner and that girl would be... "KIM!" Kam shrieked. "WHAT!" Kim shrieked back. "Okay," Sunny said, putting the bowl away and looking at Lil'D. "Lil'D, your partner would be Sketch." As Sunny said those words, the same words stabbed into Kam. He stared enviously at Lil'D, wishing he would be this boy. This lucky boy... this, this... "Kam?" Sketch's words pierced into his ear. "Kam? Kam? Hellooooo!" Kam snapped out, looking around him. Then looking at the girl beside him. "Huh?" was all he could say. "It's time for lunch, you've been staring at nothing for the past thirty minutes," Sketch stated. "Okay... what's on your mind?" "My mind? My mind?" Kam repeated like an echo would do. "There's nothing going on in my mind!" He panicked. "Okaaaaay..." Sketch sighed. "I'm going... see 'ya later!" She skipped away to the door, carrying her sketchpad away with her. Kam just shot a lazy wave at the path she once took. Poor Kam. * * * **Uuuh... yeah... there you go... for a while... just a cliffhanger for you to hold on guys! Bye for now!** 5. Upon Partnership Comes Jealousy II **Hmm... still bored... too bored to update some stories I've missed. Going on...** * * * **Upon Partnership Comes Jealousy II: Dreaming** Kam walked down those bare halls, thinking deeply of his fate. _Fate can be really cruel!_ Kam thought. But then, seeing that he can do nothing about it, he just sighed. As he stared blankly ahead, he saw a figure. It was a girl's figure, holding something... square? As he got closer, he came to see that the figure was familiar. It was Sketch's. "Sketch?" Kam called out, hoping, at the same time, not hoping that she would hear him. "Kam?" Sketch called back. _Oh great, she heard me..._ was the only sentence that filled up Kam's vacant brain. "What are you doing here so early?" she asked. "Stuff..." Kam replied dumbly. "Say," he said in a suggestive voice. "do you want to me to accompany you to the classroom?" Sketch shot out a heartwarming, comfortable smile. "Sure!" she replied. "I was just going to the entrance to see if I had someone to talk to." "You got him right here now," Kam let out dumbly. He didn't know why he said that but it felt so comfortable. Kam was nervous now on how to react to Sketch's reaction. But she only let out a giggle. As response, she pivoted on her heels and walked with Kam to the room. It was one of those kind of silence that ripped them apart: deafening and suspensing. Sketch, who was once hugging the square thing that she held, placed it her right arm. Kam saw her vacant left hand, dangling about. He clearly knew that he shouldn't be doing what he was thinking of doing. They might get caught, he reminded himself. Yet, without thinking, he slowly enlaced his paler hand around her hand. Sketch looked at the now tangled fingers and smiled at her companion who was looking away. Though the look may be away from her, she saw those familiar redness that hugged his exposed cheek. Seeing this, Sketch giggled, Kam looked at her. The lack of words just made poor Kam tear into pieces. Oh how he wanted to hear her voice say, or at least whisper, the three words he wanted to hear. He wanted to let go of those three words or more from his mouth, or should it be heart? They reached the room, still hand in hand, never minding the bombardments of comments since no one is around from the class at this point of time. Although some people from other classes came early too. They reached their desks but never sat there. No one wondered why, because their minds were occupied. Sketch layed down the square thing earlier and looked into her only companion's eyes. She sighed. Then Kam did. "Sketch..." Kam started. "I always wanted to tell you this but--" Just like on queue, he was stopped. But not the usual shush material, it was a kiss. A soft passionate one. She went apart to breathe. She just smiled at the now steaming Kam. "I'm sorry," was all Sketch could say. "...It was just--" Then this time, Kam stopped her, returning the passionate yet soft kiss she just gave him. Sketch started to kiss back, and every minute of it, it grew more passionate and hard. He started to place his hands placed on her still unshaped hips, her hands were enlaced around his neck. It was one moment that he could not let it go away. But then, Sketch broke it again. "Kam, what are we doing?" she asked innocently while smiling. Kam smiled back. "What our hearts have been telling us to do for a long, long time." "Wait..." Sketch paused yet again. "Kam..." _Kam..._ _Kam... _ _Kam!_ _KAM!_ After series of unsuccesful shouts, Kam finally woke up. His head jolted from his encircled arms. His vision was blurry from all the sleeping. He brushed his eyes slowly and fixed his gaze upon a girl. "Skeeeeeetch?" Kam purred like a drunkard. Sketch sighed. "I found you asleep here in the classroom..." Sketch said, taking a seat. "...I heard you mumbling." Sketch looked at the chalkboard then shrugged. "I guess you've been having a bad dream... so I figured to wake you up." Kam was left dumbfounded. _All those holding hands and kissing were just a dream!_ his mind screamed. "Wait," Kam hollered. Sketch swerved her head to his direction. "Where were you before I woke up?" Sketch placed a rectangular object beside her, then took off her bag, thinking. "Hmmm..." Sketch recalled. "I was... in our family car... then here at school... walking then found you here." She sat down. "Why'd you ask? And why were you so early?" "Nothing..." Kam summed up all the answers for those two questions. He was now at a point of confusion. He was relieved that it was all a dream but at the same time, he wasn't so glad about it... which one really was it? Kam fidgeted. He hardly can make up his mind. To be sure, he let his mind rest for a while and think positive. He believed that he can breeze through the day without anything to set him of. Or so he believed... * * * **Wow... sorry about that short story... I've got a knack of suspensing people. Sorry about that... make-out session... hey! At least it was a dream! (tries to dodge more tomatoes) I'm sorry! I'm sorry!** **Not the actual climax of the chapter series... I need more time to collect my thoughts... and don't you please dare to throw tomatoes at me! Please! I beg you! (dodges one tomato) HEY!** **This might take a while...** 6. Upon Partnership Comes Jealousy III **Sorry about the long term out-ness... whatever you call that...(sigh) going on...** * * * **Upon Partnership Comes Jealousy III: Cruel Fate** After the coming of the ambitious dream that morning, Kam couldn't help but look at Sketch all the time. Poor boy, he didn't know how his heart ached for that attention from her. It was the day of the presentation of the said activity. And all that time, Kam's attention wasn't on the reporters but on the girl his heart searched all the time. Sketch caught his eye and smiled at him. Kam snapped out and clumsily smiled back as the familiar redness came back. "Sketch" Sunny called at her. Sketch looked at him. "You're turn." She took the rectangular object and looked at Kam, who mouthed out the phrase: "Good luck." Inside her, her heart jumped at that. And she was glad of it. She let out a sigh of nervousness and walked up to the front. Her partner, Lil'D, was already there. She looked at the class then gulped. "Uh... hi..." Sketch started. "Well, the... activity... is--was... is... uh..." Suddenly, the thing that most bugged Kam started to happen and it made him twitch. He was kind of over-reacting with it when Lil'D pulled Sketch closer to him and whispered. Kam's fists turned into tight balls that looked like it was going to ignite any minute now. Lil'D then let go of her and came in front of her. "Hey y'all!!" he started. "As you all know, I'm Lil'D and here's my partner, Sketch. Now, the activity that Sunny threw at us is like gettin' to know 'yo partner. Show 'em Sketch!" Sketch stepped forward and opened the rectangular object. A canvas was brought out and all over it was a beautiful painting. "Actually," Sketch started. "We did this together." Kam tightened his fists tighter than before after hearing the word "together." "And it also shows what we've known about each other." (A/N: I couldn't actually think of what the painting would look like so you can imagine your own, please.) The class feasted their eyes on it with awe. Except for Kam who didn't even really bother to see it at all. Sunny started to applaud. "Very nice, very nice," Sunny said, smiling. "Okay, now that's for activity one, let's have activity two!" "Aaw... maaaan..." the class moaned. Again, Sunny took out a bowl, with papers on it. "This, again, will be a boy-girl activity," Sunny said, shaking the contents. "Girls pick. Kim, you go first." Kim walked down the aisle and slipped her hand inside the glass bowl. She was scouring through the contents and finally came up with a strip of paper. "Eddie," she read. "NOOOOOOOOO!!" a shout was heard. Everybody looked at the young rich boy, squirming at the floor. "TAMIKA!!" "Good thinking!" Sunny said, "Tamika! Your turn." As the young tough girl named Tamika walked down the aisle, she grumbled under her breath which was absolutely a rant about Eddie being over-reacting. She shuffled quickly and took out a strip. "Kam." "WHAT?!" Kam gasped. _Not again!!_ Kam screamed his head. "Okay," Sunny said, taking the bowl to himself. "Sketch, your turn." Sketch just jumped up from her seat and quickly took out a parchment from the bowl. She looked at the paper and read, "Lil'D." _WHAT?!_ Kam again screamed in his head. His mind again started to rant about Sketch and Lil'D being partners again. "Interesting..." Sunny said, nodding his head. "Which leaves Madison with Philly Phil again." Once again, Madison wrapped Phil in a tight viper hug while screeching out "BUDDY!!" "What's the activity going to be?" Tamika asked. "Well," Sunny started. "It actually is an outdoor activity--" "MAAAAN!!" the class moaned. Sunny got a _little_ frustrated at this and placed his hands on his hips. "Are you going to let me finish?" he scolded, well... less than that actually. "Yes, Sunny..." the class unisoned. "Okay, as I was saying," Sunny said, calmly. "This is going to be an outdoor activity. We're going to camp outside. I'm not going to tell you what the actual activity is." The class, again, groaned but Sunny decided to ignore their groans and such. "All you need to do is bring camping materials, by partner," Sunny continued. "Then come here tomorrow with the materials. Class dismissed." The class, one by one, got up and started to walk away. The bell had rung already, which was time for dismissal. Today, for Kam Chin, he decided to walk with Sketch in going home. Deep inside, he was hesitant. Little voices in his mind started to go on and on and on, distracting him on his actions. He wanted to push them aside, but he couldn't. He wanted to scream at them which was logically impossible. Instead, he clutched on his head and growled. "That's it!!" Kam whispered in frustration. "I am going to ask Sketch to walk home and no one's going to stop me!!" As he was about to reach to her, a figure, a male figure blocked his desire. It was Lil'D. He tried to eavesdrop on their conversation. But all he could hear are blurry sentences and some were not. But he kept trying until he extracted a piece of the conversation: "How about we talk this along the way instead." "Sure!" _Great! Just great!!_ Kam thought. Lil'D had already asked her and there was nothing he could do about it. "And just when I thought that nobody could stop me..." * * * **Okay... so I'm really ****really**** sorry about not updating!! I really am!! I'm sorry!!** **Getting on, I'm sorry I couldn't update for the next two weeks, my family and I are going south by car. So that leaves almost ALL my stories dangling... I'll really try to update by the time I get home!! I will, promise!!** 7. Upon Partnership Comes Jealousy IV **Next installment of Kam's Valentine... hope you enjoy!!.** ** * * * Upon Partnership Comes Jealousy IV: An Unexpected Save** "Okay," Sunny started. "Everybody here?" "Yes Sunny" the class responded. Today was activity number two for the Music class. It was a bright, sunny, warm Wednesday morning and the class was out of school for it was an outdoor activity. Actually, they were in a forest near the mountains. Everybody had their partners in hand and _almost_ everybody has their minds set on the activity... except for Kam. His was at the clouds, ever wondering freely and thinking about good times with Sketch and how his envy towards _him_ was growing ever. "Kam!" a harsh whisper was released in his ear that lead into cutting off the train of thoughts. "Huh?" Kam said as he looked at his partner, Tamika. "You got what Sunny said?" "Uuh... yeah... find instruments... survive with partner..." Tamika frowned. "Good," she said as she crossed her arms. "We better need 'yo smart brain to keep workin' 'cause I wanna bag me an activity!!" "And a good grade..." Kam reminded as his face started to unnoticeably scrunch into a frown. "Whatever..." Tamika whispered back. "Okay, now," Sunny said, as he took out a red flaglet. "On 'yo marks... get set... GO!" he shouted as he swished the flaglet. The class was now starting to zip off to the mountains, trying to find their instruments as partners. "Where are we going?!" Kam asked at his partner. "Findin' our instruments, what does it look like to you?!" Tamika retorted back as she kept dragging a powerless Kam. Meanwhile, at Lil'D's side, they were doing good though not finding any instrument yet. "Are you sure these mountains are safe, Lil'D?" Sketch asked as she trailed behind a very sure and proud Lil'D. "Heck yeah... I've been here before..." Lil'D said placing one foot over the other as they followed a path in the mountains. After some moments of silence between the two, Lil'D stopped and looked around for a while. Their views were nothing but trees and bushes and a dusty path. "Splitting up would be a great idea. You take this road and I'll go that way..." he announced as he slowly disappeared into the bushes. Sketch just shrugged and continued down the road. But soon enough she found herself in big trouble: Her searching eyes met a rocky side of the mountain with the road curving to her left. She remained calm but a stone was out of her sight and she accidentally tripped on it. Her body thumped hard on the ground causing some small and medium but heavy rocks to fall which one of them landed on her right ankle. "AH!!" she screamed in pain. She tried to reach her ankle but was in deep pain to do it. And as you know very well, the falling of some rocks might lead into a rock slide... and which to tell you, it did turn into a rock slide. Rumbling started to occur as Sketch looked straight forward. Large boulders started to roll down the mountain. Her mind went crazy as one was rolling towards her. She wanted to scream, but was in deep shock to do so. She wanted to reach the stone that pinned her ankle to the ground and take it off as quickly as possible but with the same reasons to not to do so. Going back to Kam and Tamika's side, they were looking for their instruments in the bushes, which was Kam's idea. As Kam was scurrying through the bushes, she heard a female voice... _"AH!!_" ...and it was familiar. Too familiar. Kam stopped and searched for the voice. Just then, he heard rumbling. "Tamika..." Kam called out. "...did you hear that?" "Hear what?" Tamika asked from the bushes. "I ain't hearin' anything!!" Kam looked at his partner who was still looking in the bushes. Kam shrugged the thought of his partner as he ran towards a direction that he didn't even bother to analyze. "Yo Kam!!" Tamika said, popping out of the bushes, with a guitar in hand. "I found mine!! KAM!!" Kam didn't bother the sound of his partner. He just ran until he found a path at the end of some bushes. And then and there, he thought his eyes decieved him for a moment but no deception was there for it was true. There on the path, a stupefied young brunette with a stone on her ankle was lying there, looking at somewhere. He traced the path of the girl's vision and found rolling boulders, heading towards her. Taking no time to think, Kam sprung into action. "Sketch!!" Kam shouted as he ran towards the girl. Sketch looked at where the voice came from and found Kam, an unexpected person, next to her. Kam struggled to pull off the huge rock on her right foot and successfully managed to do so. The boulder was nearing them. Kam looked at the boulder then at the girl. He pushed Sketch to the other direction as he jumped into the same direction. Dust filled the air as the boulders passed by. It didn't take long for them to pass by and for the dust to clear. After some moments, the dust was long gone. Kam and Sketch still had their eyes closed. Slowly, both started to open their eyes. Their eyesights were still a little blurry and it made it hard to decipher on what was going on. Soon, both had found themselves into one big issue: They were lying sideways, Kam holding Sketch close to him... their lips... attached to one's. Kam and Sketch both looked at what they were doing and broke the kiss apart. They backed away from each other and panted. _Did that just happen or was it a dream?_ was on each other's minds. "I..." Kam started. "...didn't mean to!!" Sketch was wide eyed. "You didn't... I know..." she started which made Kam a little better. Silence was once again filling the air. Tension began building up. So did blushes... "Kam..." Sketch began, still having no eye contact. "...I... oh! I'm such a clumsy person..." Kam was confused at what she said. He looked at her direction but she wasn't still looking at him. "...if I never would have been clumsy..." she continued. "... you wouldn't be in this mess..." "Oh..." Kam began, crossing his arms at his chest. "No 'thank you' 's?!" She was startled. Yes, she did forget a thank you. But she found no way to say it so or how to do it... still, she found herself lifting a hand towards the boys face, successfully caressing his skin, holding his face and bringing it forth to her. Kam closed his eyes, got ready of what was going to happen. Sketch closed hers too as she started to inch towards his face too. They were ready for the moment of their lives. Their lips were closing in... ...a little more... ...they were nearing there... ...closer... ...closer... "Yo Sketch!!" a voice from no where filled the air. ...darn!! It was nearing there... "Huh?" Sketch opened her eyes and brought her hand back to her and blushed. Lil'D was back and had a recorder in hand. He came towards the sitting girl, while twirling the recorder in his hand like a baton. "Found it," he said. She half-smiled. "Good," She tried to get up but found herself in great pain and that, kept her on the ground. "Ah...!" "Sketch!" Lil'D said, sitting beside the injured girl. "You alright?" Yes, Kam was there too, watching at how the boy he hated was tending to the girl of her dreams. "Guess so..." she said she started to rub her ankle. "I just... tripped... and maybe sprained an ankle..." She tried her best to look okay. "Good thing I brought this cast which I thought would be no use..." Lil'D said as he dropped his bag and scurried in. He found a roll of it and started to take off her right shoe. Watching him doing that was making Kam sick. As Lil'D was successful in taking it off, he started to cover her ankle in a cast. After doing so, he kept her shoe in his bag for safekeeping. "I'll uh..." Kam muttered as he got up and brushed himself. "...go now... bye Sketch! Hope you get well!" he started to run away and return to his partner. "Thanks Kam," Sketch smiled but soon faded away as his sillhouette faded away from her sight. Lil'D seemed to not mind it at all... Inside Kam, anger, jealousy and hatred started to grow. He never thought that even though Kam reached far, Lil'D would go farther... ** * * * Ooh... sad ending of the chapter... sorry about not updating for so long, I've just returned from the province... so here's the second installment... ** **It's 2 AM here... and I have to go to sleep so sorry if that was a bit rushed. So bye!! . R&R** End file.

Class of 3000, Humor, Romance

Fanfiction

1. Musical panic Thomas Adventure story part 8 The musical chorus Across the worlds, two are under attack In Nowhere " Night courage" a old plump woman said going to bed. By the window was a pink dog, Courage. As he watched, he saw several ships begin to land on his world. In marquee row " What in the name of music are those" Philly phil said shocked as droids began landing on their world. Stepping out of it were not only droids, but a pointy nosed German man. "Now, I will destroy all the music, in all the worlds" Doofemsmirtz crackled loudly. " So finally I can sleep without a headache during the nights bands play below my building" Then droids took hold of the kids and dragged them off to the giant device he was building. But from behind a wall, Sunny Bridges said to himself. " Not if I can help it" In Greenia " It's quiet, too quiet" Thomas noted. " So, why don't we go off and, i don't know lock a few worlds up" Rattap asked. " Worlds can only be accessed when they are in danger, or on Halloween" Thomas noted. Then the computer flashed warnings. " Summon, well everyone" obeying Rattrap pressed the button. Elsewhere in Greenia " Okay, Ben, prepare to be dethroned as king of Summo slamm, AAAA" Omi yelled as did ben as they were sucked down a giant tube. " This was nice Sarah, I needed to do my nails for a while" Kiki said going over her trim nails with Gwen. " No problem, a girl can't look too beautiful, and I'm sure Ben will like it" Sarah teased. " Hey, what do you mean by, ahhhh" Kiki yelled as she and Gwen were sucked down a tube as well. " that was weird?" Back in the command center Falling from the two tubes, the kids landed on the couch. " I am rather liking these tubes, thank you mr lair of the year" Rattrap said looking at a lair of the year magazine, with Jerry on the cover. " Why did you let him install it. and why are we here" Gwen said rubbing her head. " Two worlds are being attacked, Nowhere and Marquee row. I will handle Nowhere, as the attack there seems more focused on destruction, then I will swing to Marquee row, where you guys will be protecting the keyhole." " Sounds good to me, and stop Whooping us" Ben noted. " Sorry, I got Thomas under contract, he must whoop you now" Rattrap said showing off a legal contract. " I lost in a game of Rummy" Thomas explained. In Nowhere " Filthy pink mongrol, let us pass" a tall figure demanded. Courage just cowered in fear at the sight of it and the giant army behind it. " Let us in, Let the highbreed IN, so we may begin transforming your world, into ours" he demanded. Running Courage screamed loudly as goo and claw like missiles followed him, blowing up a TV and covering a chair in green slime. " Hey, get away from my chair" Eustace said walking down with a mallet. Swinging it he was stopped by a pair of DNAliens, before he was flung back into bed. " Okay, where is the dog" the highbreed asked. Then a slash of green energy hit a DNAlien, vaporizing it. No human was in it, these were clones. Standing by Courage outside the house was Thomas. " You, you filthy insect" " I am pretty sure I am not an invertabrate" Thomas said as his keyblade formed in his other hand. Firing a firaga another DNAlien went ablaze, leaving a force of 11, Highbreed included. " Don' t damage my house" Courage whined. " Oh, my bad" Thomas said sincelrey before calling out a pokemon, Flygon. Taking off with courage, he force pulled the aliens out of the house while Flygon blasted a duo of DNAliens with Dragon pulse. Landing Thomas slashed a DNAlien down to pieces as Courage let out a scream, immobolizing all but Thomas who had earplugs and the Highbreed. Taking out the rest of the DNAliens, he focused on the Highbreed. " You will no stop us, Heartless" it called as thousands of heartless began to land on the world. " What are those things" Courage said scared. " Heartless" Thomas said solemly. But then from the sky a blast of lasers struck a rearguard of them. Coming to their aid was Optimus Primal and Silverbolt. " Nice to see you guys" Thomas said before leaping into the air and with a warning let Courage let loose a immobolizing scream. Firing a energy slash, then stopping it with the force and boosting it with a Flygon dragon pulse, Thomas destroyed them all with a combined energy pulse. Then he saw the highbreed flying away. " Get him" Thomas said as he and Courage leapt on Flygon and with the maximals flew after it. Turning back he fired a few quills at Thomas who leapt off and fell, before activating the Wings of Tanabi. Flying with a rainbow behind him, he blew the alien skyward with the force before Optimus blasted him. Smoking the alien fell down to the farmhouse and faded away into darkness. Landing they then noticed a glowing hole in the Farmhouse's upper story, the keyhole. Firing a beam of light the keyhole was sealed. " Thank you" Courage said bowing. " Good luck, and beware of space fowl who fight talking vegatables" Thomas said leaving via portal. Then a alien ship landed, with a army of Space chickens. Then from the ground arose a army of mutant eggplants. As they clashed Courage sighed. " Ah, normallity" Meanwhile " And now, with you seven musical prodigies" Heinz began. " Let us go, then its settled" Lil'D said hopefully. " That made no sense" Kam noted. " Just let us go" Kim said angirly. " I need to go to the bathroom" Madision said happily. " That was random, but now with you seven musical prodigies as power sources I will destroy all memory and form of music from every world in existence" he finished. But then the lights went dark. " Hey party people, its time to beat him with music" Sunny bridges said on a darkened stage. " You and who?" Doofensmirtz asked. Then the light turned on somewhat showing Ben as Fourarms with two guitars, Kiki in mew form on the drums, Omi on a keyboard and Gwen at the microphone. " No, droids, droids" he called in panic. Then he saw that all of the droids had icicles sent through them, and the power cord to his music eradicator perminator. " Frankly I should have used wireless power sources" he mumbled before the music went rock. With drums and keyboard and Sunny's sax backgrounding with guitar, Gwen sang _Kids of the worlds_ _( Echo kids of the worlds_ _We all got something to say_ _( echo got something to say_ _I'm Gwen_ _( echo I'm gwen_ _I am a magic girl_ _( echo magic girl_ _yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah ( Throws mike to Omi_ _I'm OMI_ _( Echo OMI_ _My name is OMI_ _( Echo Omi_ _I am the dragon of water_ _( dragon of water_ _But I don't have_ _Echo Don't have_ _Scales, scales, scales( then mich passes to Kiki, who take it while allowing her tail to take the drumstick one of her hands had_ _I'm Kiki_ _(echo I'm kiki_ _I got the animal_ _( echo animal_ _Instincts_ _(echo isstincts_ _Got a tail to tell_ _( echo tail to tell_ _Take it away Ben ( Mich passes to Ben_ _I am many, I am one_ _( echo Many and one_ _My name is Ben, Ben 10_ _( Echo Ben 10_ _You can see me as Fourarms ( then each word is a different form_ _( Ditto_ _(Heatblast_ _(Diamondhead_ _(XLR8_ _(Cannonbolt_ _( Stinkfly_ _( Eyeguy_ _( Upgrade, but decides the aliens..._ _YOU GOT A KID_ _Kids of the worlds_ _KIDS OF THE WORLDS_ _KIDS, OF THE WORLDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!_ " Noooooo, my headache is back, curse you kids rock band" Doofemsmirtz said exploding ( note he is still alive) " Thanks for saving them, with the power of music" Sunny said as his students were freed. " Your welcome" Gwen said politely. " Sarah, you got that on CD?" " Its fully up on the disc, dog" Sarah said trying to sound modern. " Don't try" Omi noted dryly as Thomas warped in. " He's gone" " Gone like Ben's brain" Gwen teased. Sighing he saw the keyhole in the school auditorium ( they were in here all along). Summoning his keyblade he sealed it shut. " Nice lights, how much for it" Eddie asked. " You can't buy stuff like that" Lil'D noted. " Now it's settled 2. The scream At night in the farmhouse in the middle of nowhere Courage was gently snoring, as Muriel and Eustace slept on as well. They didn't here the hovering sounds, or see the bright lights, as a mysterious entity descended onto the farm. It was accompanied by a maniacally series of laughs... "CLUCK CLUCK CLUCK!" In the morning Yawning, Courage followed Muriel and Eustace down the stairs towards the living room, where out of nowhere, time froze, except around Courage. "Huh?" he looked around, with Muriel and Eustace frozen in mid step. Courage waved his hand in front of Muriel's face, and did some bunny ears behind Eustace's, but nothing. "CLUCK, CLUCK, CLUCK!" a loud voice squawked. Turning around, Courage screamed. His first enemy he ever faced, the first Chicken from Outer Space, was in his living room. His white feathers and evil red eyes seemed to glow with the need for revenge for all those times Courage had defeated and humiliated him and all of space chicken kind. "What are you doing here!" Courage demanded. The chicken pointed at Courage, before crossing its neck. "CLUCK!" "Oh, so that's how it is, but first your putting everything back the way it was!" the chicken laughed and drew something out of nothing, or hammer space, or something. It was a light saber. The chicken activated it, and the red blade extended. "And he's not alone, silly pink doggy!" a flipping black and gray figure flipped through the air, as a ring tailed lemur in partial Darth Vader armor landed next to the chicken. "And who are you, WHOOO!" Courage screamed. "Call me, DARTH JULIEN!" he also drew a red light saber. "That's just not fair, can't I have one!" "No, now prepare to become doggy kibble!" the chicken and Julien charged at Courage. "WHAHHHHHHH!" Courage let out a huge scream. A sonic sound wave shield formed, that held back Julien and the Space Chicken, while shaking the entire house to its foundation. As both dark creatures were dazed, Courage picked up Muriel and Eustace and burst out the front door. "CLUCK!" "WHAT WAS THAT, I CAN'T HEAR YOU, SPEAK UP!" Julien yelled, the sound blast had messed up his "royal" hearing. The chicken slapped him, and Julien snapped out of it, as they followed Courage outside. Outside The two evil animals stood out in the middle of the desert, as the harsh desert wind blew. The dust blurred their image, making them seem like dark shadows. Behind the sun stood Courage, who was unarmed. Eustace and Muriel were safely stuck away in the barn, away from the battle ground. A tumble weed blew between them. "Can we stop with the dramatics, and get to the dog skinning already!" Julien demanded. The chicken clucked in agreement. Courage whined nervously. "It ends today, doggey!" both space Chicken and Julien charged towards Courage. Courage began to scream again, as a full power sonic field formed. Both Space Chicken and Julien hit the recently perfected defense move, but were slowly breaking free. Courage had a wild, fearful look deep in his eyes, but it vanished as a cold determination of what to do came into his mind. Courage inhaled with strength using his nose, his ears stood up, and then. "!" courage unleashed the ultimate scream, with all the power he contained within him. Both Space Chicken and Julien were struck by the attack. Julien was blown away into the sky... "AHHH, looks like the former king's blasting off again!" twinkle... While Space Chicken exploded into feathers. But as this happened, the scream had some, other effects... With the Penguin's of Madagascar "Steady, steady, this very violent chemestry mixture can not be shaken in the slightest, or else..." a penguin said as he held a vile by tongs with steady difficulty SHAKE from scream BOOM The penguins had been transformed into turnips "That, will happen" With Ben 10 and Omi "And that, Ben the 10, is how I beat you in summo slammer, take that, its 5000 to 1000!" Omi laughed Shake The game counsel shook, and the score changed. Ben had 5000, while Omi had 0 "This is not fair!" "Yes it is cheese head" With Omnitrix 1's OC's "Hey, we aren't even supposed to be here, WHAAHHHH!" Tonto, a blond haired boy, was shook by the screams force BOOM Tonto was sent flying into the air, and vanished And well after that, Courage lost his voice for a month. Oh, and if any one wants to know where Tonto went... HEY WAIT WHO ARE YOU, GET AWAY FROM MY LABTOP... STANDBYE STATIC Tonto is the most powerful being in the universe Tonto has one million nine hundred two aliens on his Omnitrix and is much richer and more loved by all I have a stupid manager named Omni whose sucks He's a little iratable, and is much less rich or popular Static End file.

Fanfiction

Class of 3000, Invader Zim 1. Prologue A/N: I do not own Class of 3000 or Invader ZIM. **INVADER 3000** **Prologue** It was night time at Atlanta, Georgia and everyone, including Sunny Bridges and the Westley class were all ready for a good night sleep after another day at the Westley School of Performing Arts. A few seconds, after they fell asleep, a streak of light flew over the city and crashed somewhere in a nearby forest. On the crash sight, there was a huge smoking crater and something in the middle of the smoke. It looked like a spaceship. "He he he he he!" a voice laughed evilly as the cockpit began to open, reviling three figures that climbed out from the ship. It was almost impossible to recognise them since it was night time. The first figure was tall, and it appeared to have antennas on top of it's head and huge semi-glowing red eyes. The second figure was small, it had an antenna coming out from the top, it made squeaky mechanic sounds as it moved and glowing cyan blue eyes. The third and last figure was the smallest and it appeared to be floating of the ground. It appeared to have moose horns and four small legs. The first figure walks up to the edge of the hill where they were standing on and they could see the iluminated city of Atlanta. "This city seems to be a perfect place to construct our temporary base, don't you agree?" the first figure asked the other two. "YOU GONNA MAKE BISCUITS?? YOU GONNA MAKE BISCUITS?? YOUUU GONNA MAKE BISCUITS?? HUH??" the second figure shouted exited, making the first figure angry and annoyed. "GIR, what did I tell you about using THAT word??" the first figure growled. "Um, don't?" the second figure asked. "That's right, so KEEP QUIET ABOUT IT!!" the first figure yelled. "Awww…"the second figure groaned, while the third figure let out a loud squeak. "Anyhow," he look thru his binoculars and spots a neightbourhood."That neightbourhood appears to be a great place to make our base of operations, unlike that other place where we met, HIM!" the first figure growled in disgust as it thought about whoever was this "him". "Aw, does this mean we are not going to find a new rival for you?" the second figure asked, while the third one squeaked. "No GIR, rivals are bad, a threat to our mission!" the first figure explained. "Oh." The second figure understood. "I WANT TACOS!!" The first figure sighted. "Anyhow, time to build our temporary base of operations, then we shall analise the city's weakness and then plot the most brilliant plan to: CONQUER ALL OF THE EARTH AND ALL EARTH MONKEYS ON IT!!" the first figure laughed maniacally. "YAY!!" the first figure cheered, while the third figure let out a loud squeak. The laughter spred throught the forest to the city. At Madison's house, the happy girl woke up. She could have thought she heard some kind of laugh. She looked under the bed, but found nothing. "Weird." She thought. "I could have sworn I heard some kind of laughter…oh well, nighty night!" And she fell back asleep with her usual smile. A/N: Well, that's it for now. Now, you know the drill, the more reviews I get, the sooner I will update the next chapter of, **INVADER 3000**!! 2. Zim: the wierd new kid A/N: I do not own Class of 3000 or Invader ZIM. **INVADER 3000** **Zim: the weird new kid** A new day has began, all the Westley kids were in their class room waiting for Sunny Bridges to arrive. Everyone was on a conversation with each other, while waiting. "A laughter?" Kim asked Madison. "Are you sure?" "Yeah! A horrible, evil and, strangely, doomy laughter!" Madison explained. "Doomy?" Kim asked. "What do you mean by that?" "Beats me, I just know." Madison explained. "Are you sure it wasn't just a dream or something?" Kim asked. Madison thought for a moment and finally came to the conclusion. "Yeah, your probably right." She said. "Though, it sounded so real." That's when Sunny comes in. Everyone turns to his attention. "Good morning little people!" he greeted his students. "Good morning Sunny!" the kids greeted him. "Alright y'all! Today I have some news for you; we have a new student in our class!" Sunny explained. "Really?" Everyone asked excited. "Yep, I hope you get along with him." Sunny said and then he says discreetly: "Let's face it kids, it's not every day we see someone with a skin condition." "Skin condition?" everyone wondered. "Anyway, please welcome the new kid, Mr…(ahem)…Zim." Sunny moved to his left, away from the door. Then a kid comes in. Everyone got the point about the skin condition that Sunny said. This kid's skin was completely, GREEN! He also had huge purple eyes, a black Elvis Presley hair cut, no ears, no nose; he was wearing a magenta shirt with pink sleeves, and black strips, black trousers, rubber gloves and boots. He was also carrying a round metallic pack with three pink polka dots on it, on his back. "Say hello to Mr. Zim kids." Sunny said. "Hey Zim!" Lili'd said. "Wha'sup Zim?" Tamika said. "Hey there Zim!" Pilly Phil said. "Hi there Zim!" Kim and Kam said. "How do ya do Zim?" Eddie said. "Hi Zim!" Madison said. Zim was silent, he looked carefully at each kid with an evil glace, but then he was interrupted by Sunny with an "Ahem". Zim turns to Sunny. "So Zim?" Sunny said. "Won't you say hello to your new class?" Zim turns to the Westley kids, and grins. Kim looks carefully to the new kid's teeth and notices that they were sharp looking. "Uh…hello wormbabies." Zim began to speak. "As you can clearly see, I am a perfectly normal human begin!" "Huh?" Everyone wondered. Kim looks suspicious. "What a wierdo." Li'l D whispered at Philly Phil, who agreed with a nod. "If you notice about my skin condition, I suggest you just keep quiet about it, or there will be trouble, okay?" Zim asked. "Uuuh…"The kids hesitated. "Good." Zim said sinisterly. "Ahem." Everyone turned to Sunny. "Mr. Zim here has just moved into our town and he's a beginner in the music world, isn't that right?" "Affirmative, Mr. Bridges." Zim said. "I've always wondered about this world of music and I wish to know about its purpose." "Hmm, okay Zim, but before we begin, you'll need a musical instrument." Sunny explained. "Now, let's see what we have for you." Then he turns to the others. "In the mean time, you kids start practicing." Zim followed Sunny to the musical instrument stack. While the others were practicing, Kim picks up a paper and wrights something on it, raps it up, then she tosses it to Madison, who grabbed the paper, opens and reads it: "That kid is really weird isn't he?" Madison wrights a reply on the paper, the raps it up and tosses it back to Kim. Kim opens the paper and reads Madison's reply: "Maybe so, but at least the pack on his back looks cool." Kim then rights on it and tosses it back to Madison: "Have you also wondered why he said that "I'm a normal human being" thing?" Madison reply's: "Maybe he's another fan of one of those sci-fi stories, like Philly Phil." Kim: "Even so, he looks very suspicious, I mean, he has no ears, nor a nose!" Madison: "I guess the poor kid must have had an accident or something." Kim: "Maybe, but he is still suspicious!" Suddenly, before Kim could get Madison's reply, a black rubber glove wearing hand grabbed the paper. It was Zim, who was holding on the other hand a trumpet. 'Oh no! He's going to read our quotes!' Kim panicked in her mind as Zim was about to open the paper. RIIIIIIING!! "Alright kids, I'll see you all after the break!" Sunny said as he and everyone else left the room. Before Kim got out, she felt somebody's finger tip touch her shoulder. She looks over her shoulder and freaks out to see Zim glaring at her. "I believe this is belong to you." Zim growled as he harshly handed the paper to her. Then the green kid marched out of the room. "Whew." Kim said in relief. "That was scary." "Hey Kim, are you coming?" Madison poked her head from the door. "Oh, coming!" Kim said as she followed her friend out from the classroom. A/N: Well, that's it for now. How will the Westley kids get along with this new weird kid? Find out in the next chapter of **INVADER 3000**!! R&R, please. 3. Break time of doom A/N: I do not own Class of 3000 or Invader Zim. **INVADER 3000** **Break**** time of doom** It's break time and everyone is doing whatever they like in their free time: conversation with others and all that jazz. Speaking of jazz, Zim was talking with Sunny and Li'l D, to learn more about the music world. "um, if music is say, something that makes you so apreciated to it that would make you vunrable to, oh I don't know, a full alien invasion?" Zim asked and smiled nervously, making Sunny and Li'l D raise their eyebrows in confusion. "Man, what kind of question is that?" Li'l D asked. "Oh, just um, curiosity." Zim explained, still smiling nervously. "Uuuh, as I was saying..." Sunny carried on not taking the question seriously. Meanwhile, Kim overheard this and walks up to her brother Kam. "Oh Kam." Kim said. "Yeah Kim?" Kam asked. "Look, I've just been wondering, what do you think of the new kid?" Kim asked simply. "Zim? He's swell, I think." Kam said. "Why did you ask?" "I've just been wondering, if you noticed anything, oh I don't know, suspicious maybe?" Kim asked. "Suspicious? Hmm…" Kam fell in thought for a few seconds, when finally: "Well, now that I think of it, there is something weird about him, but it's mostly the "I'm a perfectly normal human being" part." Later, Zim came upon Tamika and Eddie, who were talking. Okay, it's just Eddie, sweet talking to Tamika. Zim looks interested in this and walked over to them. "Hello, my colleague wormbabies." Zim greeted. "Oh hey there Zim, how do ya do?" Eddie asked. "Oh just perfectly normal, if you know what I mean." Zim said. "Yeah, we get it: being a normal human being!" Tamika laughed. "My Tamika, you are tough, beautiful and you have a good sense of humour too." Eddie said sweetly to her. "Don't push it blondie!" Tamika threatned, walking away. Eddie sighted with love, while Zim looked at him, raising his eye shadow. "I see you appear to be quiet attracted to, uh, Tamika, right?" Zim asked. "Oh yes, Tamika is my perfect dream girl, and soon, she is gonna be my wife, you'll see." Eddie said and left, following Tamika. Zim then continued walking throught the hallways of the school watching all the kids doings. Later, he came upon Philly Phil, who was with Li'l D, Madison, Kim and Kam. "Greeting oh fellow classmates." Zim greeted them. "May I ask what is all the commotion about?" "Hey Zim, I was going to show you and the rest of the guys something I have been working on, but right now, we're waiting for Eddie and Tamika to show up." Philly Phil explained. "Tamika and Eddie? Oh, the two love birds, huh?" Zim asked. "Uh, yeah." Kam said. "Oh look, here they come!" Madison said pointing at Eddie and Tamika who gather with them. "So what's all the commotion about Phil?" Tamika asked. "Glad you asked!" Phil said. "Behold!" Philly Phil takes out a curled up piece of paper. Then he opens it, reviling to be some kind of blue prints, for a band stage. "Oooh, what is it?" Madison asked looking at the blue prints. "These are my plans for a super band stage, which includes elevating spots, fireworks and even food and whatever more!" Phil explained. "Ooooh!" The Westly kids said amazed. Zim looks at the prints carefully. "I must say Philly Phil, you are quiet the engineer in this class huh?" the green kid asked. "Thank you Zim, and I'm building this for a concert we are having in two weeks." Phil explained. "And it's gonna be the best one too, right guys?" "Yeah!" the others said. "Then it's settled, we get this stage on line and then say: Let's crack this than up!" Li'l D said holding his drum sticks. "Crack this thang up?" Zim asked confused. "What's that mean D human?" "Just an expression I like to say to Sunny when we start a song!" Li'l D explained. Kim then walks over to Zim, who just glares at her, because of the paper thing. "Listen Zim, I've just been wondering, why do you say that you are normal human being, if we can clearlly see that you are one?" she asked. The others, except Kam and Madison, confused about this, they look at each other. "What's she talking about?" Eddie asked. "Oh, she apparently doesn't like Zim very much." Kam said. Zim continues to glare: "Listen Ki-ME, just keep quiet about it, even on my back okay, oooooor, there is going to be trouble, okay?" "Okay Zim, but be careful, I'll be watching you." Kim said and walked away. "What just happened?" Tamika asked clueless. "Oh, let's just keep quiet about anything weird about me, okay?" Zim asked. "Yeah, okay Zim." Philly Phil said. "Yeah, don't worry, we'll zip about it." Li'l D said. RIIIIING "Oh, we better get to class!" Kam said. "Oh yeah, time to crack this thang up!" Li'l D said as they all rushed for their class room. 'Hmmm, interesting. I think I'm about to come up with a new plan!' Zim thought evilly as he and the rest of the group entered the class room. A/N: Well, this is going well so far. Now, you know the drill, R&R to me, and the sooner I'll update the next chapter of **INVADER 3000**!! 4. Zim's performance: Throwdown A/N: I do not own Class of 3000, the song "Throwdown" or Invader Zim. **INVADER 3000** **Zim's performance: Throwdown** It's class time and everyone is practicing their music using their own instruments, while Sunny guided them. Zim however was trying to do his best to keep up with the others with his trumpet. "ARGH! I can't breath…" Zim cried, panting, thus interrupting the others. "Now Zim, you must take a quick breath after every blow, or you will start panting." Sunny explained. "Easy said then done." Zim grumbled. "But if you say so." "Now, let's try this again, places everyone!" Sunny told everyone, and the music restarted. A few minutes later, it happened again. Oh, you know, Zim ran out of breath, while playing his trumpet. "Not again." Philly Phil said. "Man, I'm glad I'm not in his place." Eddie said. "Argh, it happened again, just what is Zim doing WRONG!" Zim yelled angry. "Now now Zim, you just gotta stay calm!" Sunny warned. "Come on, one more time, and this time, find your conciseness, think of what makes you feel happy, as you play your instrument." "My conciseness, huh?" Zim asked. "Okay Mr. Bridges, I will try!" "That's the spirit Zim!" Li'l D intervened. 'And as soon as I gain, perfection of this trumpet, I shall gain one step closer for my evil plan!' Zim thought evilly in his mind. Zim places the trumpet over his lips and starts playing it, doing his best to be calm and serene, mush to his disgust, but what the heck. He starts having visions in his mind, where he is leading an army of aliens with green skin, red eyes and black antenas, who are marching down the land, at the sound of his trumpet. At the end, everyone was surprised, including himself. "Pretty good Zim!" Sunny said. "Yeah man! You're starting to get the hang of that thing!" Li'l D said beating his drum sticks on his drums and the one of the plates. "Hey you're right! I actually am getting the hand of this thing!" Zim said, then he stands up. "I AM GETTING THE HANG OF THIS THIIIIIIIIIING!!" The outburst could be heard from everywhere, even outside the planet. Everyone took their hands of their ears. "Okay Zim, but you didn't have to yell like that." Kam said scratching his ear. "ARGH! I think my ear drum is bust." Tamika whined, scratching her ear too. "Mine too!" Madison whined, also scratching her ear. "Okay Zim, you are starting to get the hang of your trumpet, but you still have a lot to learn." Sunny explained. "Huh? Like what?" Zim asked. "Like: Let's crack this thang up!" Li'l D said **Song: Throwdown** _Talk what you heard,_ _Pay your penny that means I could throwdown_ _Oooooooooooh yeah!_ _And free your body when we come to your town_ _Ooooooooooh yeah!_ _Jump up and touch the sky_ _Fall 'till you hit the dance floor_ _Ooooooooooh yeah!_ _I promise if you give it all you got_ _Every time they want more (yeah) more (yeah) more (yeah)_ _We throwdown, we throwdown_ _Hey, we throwdown (repeat 6X)_ _We throwdown, we throwdown_ _Clap, clap your hands tell your mama_ "_That man throwsdown"_ _Oooh, from Atlanta to Japan_ _Every man throwsdown_ _Ooooooooooh yeah!_ _Jump up and touch the sky_ _Fall 'till you hit the dance floor_ _Ooooooooooh yeah!_ _I promise if you give it all you got_ _Every time they want more (yeah) more (yeah) more (yeah)_ _I promise if you give it all you got_ _Every time they want more (yeah) more (yeah) more (yeah)_ _We throwdown, we throwdown_ _Hey, we throwdown (repeat 6X)_ _We throwdown, we throwdown_ Li'l D: "Oooh wait, we got this thang pumpin' like fried baloney! I'm Li'l D and with these here drums, I throwdown!" Eddie: "That's better then thrownin' up! I'm Eddie and with my Oboe, I'll blow you away!" Kim: "I'm Kim!" Kam: "And I'm Kam!" Kim: "I'm on the turntables!" Kam: "And I make the keyboard jam!" Philly Phil: "I'm Philly Phil and I play the Bass. So I got that bottom, bow your bottom!" Tamika: "You know who I am: I'm Tamika, and with this here guitar I'm a superstar!" Madison: "Hey hey! I'm Madison and I'm a pursey!" Sunny: "(sigh) You know Madison? You were suppose to let them know what instrument you play." Madison: (giggle in embarrassment) Well, I play the violin and now, I think it's the new kid's turn! (Referring to Zim)" Zim: "Well, if you must know, I AM ZIM! And with this here, trum-PET, I will rule the world of music!" Madison: "And now I think we're coming to the end! Bye!" **Song ends** "Good work little people and you too Zim." Sunny said. "Yeah, you're quick learner Zim!" Li'l D said. "I agree." Eddie said. "So Kim? Still think he's suspicious?" Kam teased his sister. "Oh be quiet." Kim said annoyed. 'Umm, thank you wormbabies, Zim is pleased for your appreciation on Zim's trumpet abilities." Zim said. "But of course, I own it all to Mr. Bridges. Thank you Mr. Bridges!" "You're welcome Zim." Sunny said. "Just doing what comes natural." BOOOOM!! The sudden noise shook the whole class room that everyone hold on to whatever they could find. "What the hell was that??" Kim asked agitated. Then Principal Luna spoke up from the speaker: "Attention students and teachers, we have a disaster in the cafeteria! It's just so awful, ARGH! It is requested for evacuation in an orderly fashion, AS FAST AS YOU CAN!! GO GO GO!!" "Whoa! Principal Luna seems quiet agitated!" Philly Phil said. "Disaster in the cafeteria? What could be so bad about it?" Kam asked. "I have a suggestion; why have to investigate what this "disaster in the cafeteria" is? So then we can go back to music class." Zim said. "But Principal Luna said to evacuate." Kim said. "Now now little people, everyone stay calm, let's just do what he said and meet up with him outside." Sunny said. "Okay Sunny." Everyone said, except Zim. Later, they were outside the school along with other students and teachers. They could see a column of smoke coming from behind the building, but they couldn't find Principal Luna anywhere. "Hey, have any of you seen Principal Luna?" Sunny asked. "Sunny!" Lopez the dance teacher called out. "I have seen Luna, he is in the cafeteria trying to save Mrs. Squattenchowder from, uh…" "From?" Sunny asked. "I know you're not going to believe this but, a giant squid!" Lopez said. "It's true! I saw it too!" The janitor said. "A giant squid?" Tamika said. "Man, have you guys fallen in love with Philly Phil or something?" "Hey!" Philly Phil protested. "What's that suppose to mean?" "It's true, it was a giant squid!" Lopez insisted. "Somebody needs to go save him!" BOOOOM!! There was another explosion that shook the whole place. "Whoa! There goes another explosion!" Eddie said. Zim remained silent in thought: 'Giant squid? Could it be?' "Uh, you okay Zim?" Madison asked, causing Zim to snap to attention. "Of course I'm okay, Happy Madison Human!" Zim yelled. "Okay, okay." Madison said. "Scheech." BOOOOM!! And yet another explosion shook the place. "At this rate, there will be no school or Principal left to save!" Li'l D said. "So I say we go for it!" "Alright kids, let's go!" Sunny told his students and them all rushed back to the building. Zim however stood behind. "Uh, coming Zim?" Eddie asked looking back. "NO WAY I-uh, sure, I'm coming!" Zim said and rushed after them. There others watched and some hoped that they would be okay, others started making bets if they will survive or not. A/N: Well, this is starting to get somewhere. Will they be able to save Luna? And what about this giant squid? Find out in the next chapter of **INVADER 3000**!! R&R please. 5. The giant flesh eating demon squid A/N: I do not own Class of 3000 or Invader Zim. **INVADER 3000** **The giant flesh-eating demon squid** Sunny, the Westly kids and Zim have been rushing through the school building until the stop at the cafeteria door, broken to bits. They could also hear some roaring and screaming from the other side. "That sounds like Principal Luna and Mrs. Squattenchowder!" Philly Phil said perking his ear. Sunny walks over the door and tries to push it, but couldn't open it. "Man, I can't open it." Sunny said. "It must be blocked on the other side." "So, how do we get in now?" Kam asked. "Hey Philly Phil, put on your helmet!" Tamika told the tall geek. "Why?" Philly Phil asked. "Just do it!" Tamika ordered. Philly Phil takes out a red helmet and places it over his head. Zim watched. "How is that going to help Tamika human?" Zim asked curious to the thought girl "Just watch!" Tamika picks up Philly Phil and dashes toward the door and busts it open with Philly Phil's helmet wearing head, like one of those tools that were used to bust doors down. Zim watched this dumb fold, but amazed at the same time. "WHOA!!" They heard Tamika and Philly Phil scream. "Come on!" Sunny told his kids and they rushed inside. "Don't worry Tamika, Edward James Philip Lawrence the Third will…save…you?" They all stop next to Tamika and Philly Phil (who was dazed after that busting door thing), to see something huge, white and with tentacles. They look up and see Principal Luna and Petunia Squattenchowder trapped in one of the tentacles screaming. The thing turns to the westly kids, reviling to a giant squid, with three yellow eyes, a mouth filled with razor sharp teeth and metallic plates over the top of it's large head. "ROOOOAR!!" the squid roars. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!" Sunny, the Westly kids and Zim freaked out. 'OH MY GOD!! THE GIANT FLESH EATING DEMON SQUID HAS RETURNED!!' Zim panicked in his mind. "LET'S GET OUT OF HERE!!" Kim was about to run away, but Tamika, grabbed her by her pack. "Hold it!" Tamika said. "Remember why we came here!" "We've got to save Luna and Mrs. Squattenchowder from that thing!" Kam reminded her. Suddenly the squid leaps over to them and tries to grab them with his tentacles. Some were lucky, but Sunny, Philly Phil and Zim were caught by it's tentacles. "SUNNY! PHILLY PHIL! ZIM!" The other Westly kids cried. "WHOA!" The squid kept dangling Sunny, Zim, Philly Phil, Luna and Petunia in it's tentacles. "OUCH! AUGH! ARGH!" The squid starts slaming them on the floor, the walls and ceiling. Also trying to slam them on the Westly kids, who kept running around the wreaked cafeteria. "We gotta do something to save them!" Li'l D said. "Somebody come up with a plan!" "But what can we do?" Kam asked. "We're just a bunch of kids!" "Leave it to me!" Tamika picks up a broken metal supporter of one of the tables and prepares to fight the squid with it, like a bo staff. "Are you sure about this Tamika my dear?" Eddie asked worried. "Just sit tight Blondie!" Tamika told Eddie and turns to the squid. "HEY JELLYFISH!!" The squid roars in anger as it was about to slam it's prays on her, but she dodged and attacks the squid's tentacles with the supporter, HARD. "ROOOAR!!" the squid cried in pain and thus releasing it's prays. "Are you okay Petunia?" Luna asked her. "Yes Luna, thank you." Petunia said. "Quick thinking Tamika!" Sunny thanked the thought girl. "No prob, but-" "HELP!!" Tamika was interrupted by a girly cry. They turn around to see Kim and Kam now the squid's grip. "Oh great…" Tamika sighted. **Sweat drop on her head** "Don't worry! We'll rescue you!" Li'l D called out. "And how do you plan on doing that?" Kim asked. Lil'D turns to the others. "Any of you got any ideas?" "I'll handle thi-" before Tamika could finish her sentence, the squid took the supporter from her hand and threw it out from the window, ironically hitting somebody off screen. "OW! MY EYE!" That somebody cried. "Okay, now what?" she asked. But before anyone could answer, the squid was about to slam Kim and Kam on them, but they dodged the attack, and the twins ended up being slammed on the floor. "OUCH!!" they cried. "Hey guys! Just come up with something already!" Kam yelled out, while he and his sister were still being dangled in the tentacles. Everyone hide behind a turned table, thinking of a plan to stop the squid and save Kim and Kam. Zim remained silent. "What are we gonna do? We can't just leave them there!" Madison said. "I have a plan!" Sunny said. "Petunia, do you still have the keys to the kitchen?" "Yes, but what do you propose?" Petunia asked. "Come over here everyone." Sunny gather everyone up and whispers the plan, but Zim remained still. "You got that?" Sunny asked. "Yeah!" the others said. "Then it's settled!" Li'l D said his usual line. "Huh? Zim?" Madison asked. "What's wrong Madison?" Li'l D asked. Madison points to where Zim is, actually was, HE'S GONE! "What the?" Tamika asked. "Where did the new kid go?" "GUYS!" Kim and Kam called out, still dangling for their lives in the squid's tentacles. "Okay, never mind Zim, let's get cracking!" Sunny said. With the squid, the twins were about to fall into the razor sharp teethed mouth, when… "YO JELLYFISH!!" the squid turns to see Li'l D, making fun of it. "Your momma married a warthog!" Enraged, the squid dropped Kim and Kam and started chasing Li'l D, out of the cafeteria. "Be careful D!" Kam called out. The squid kept chasing Li'l D, who was still making fun of the squid, through the hallways, when finally they passed by the entrance to the kitchen. "HEY SQUISH HEAD!!" Philly Phil called out from the door and the squid turns to him. "Robots are way much stronger then you!" Insulted, the squid chased Philly Phil into the kitchen. The squid kept trashing everything in it's ay and even throwing them at Phil, who kept running, dodging and making fun of it. "Oh mr. squid!" The squid turns to see Madison with that usual smile of hers. "I think someone just made fun of you inside that oven!" The squid jumps into the oven and Tamika, Eddie and Petunia close it. Sunny turns it on and Luna turns the dial to Volcano mode, causing the squid to cry in pain. Everyone, except Zim, who was still missing, gathered up to see the squid suffering. "HA! For a demonic squid, that thing was pretty stupid!" Tamika laughed. "Man Sunny, this plan of yours worked like a charm!" Li'l D said. "Fantastic the school is saved!" Luna cheered. "Thank you Senor Bridges, you and your children are true heroes!" "You're welcome." Sunny said. "Now to find that coward Zim." Kim said with an angry look on her face. But as they were leaving, Madison noticed something wrong with the oven. "Um, guys?" Madison called. "Yeah?" The others turn to see the oven shaking dangerously, with loud roars coming from it. "IT'S GONNA BLOW! RUUUUN!!" Everyone ran away, when the oven exploded into a trillion pieces, flying over the kitchen, that everyone took cover. They look over to see a half burned squid roaring, angry and furious. "Now what?" Kim asked. "Simple, RUN!!" They all run to the door, but the squid picks up some heavy stuff and throws it at the door, blocking it. "Oh no!" They all cried and turned to see the squid crawling up to them and holding another oven to crush them. "Well gang, looks like this is it." Sunny said. "It's been nice knowing you all." "You too Sunny, your were the best music teacher we've ever had." Li'l D said. They all could see the squid about to crush them with the oven. They were all now wrapped around the tentacles, with no way out of it. When… "HEY!!" A voice called out. The squid turns around, and Sunny, the Westly kids, Luna and Petunia look over it, to see Zim jumping out from the air duct, holding some kind of staff like device. "ZIM!" They cried with joy. "Huh? What's that he's got there?" Philly Phil asked looking at the device in Zim's hand. "RELEASE MY HUMAN CLASSMATES!!" Zim yelled at the squid, who was roaring at him. Zim held up his device. "DON'T MAKE ME USE THIS! I'LL DO IT!!" The squid releases Sunny and the rest and tries to crush Zim with the oven, but the green kid dodged this and leaps toward the squid. "DIE!!" Zim hits the squid with the device, electrocuting it. Sunny and the rest shielded their eyes, from the light of the electricity. "ROOOAR!!" The squid made one finally cry of pain before falling down to the floor, falling in silence. "Huff." Zim said. "ALL RIGHT!!" Zim looked over his shoulder to see the Westly kids gathering up to him. "Wow, Zim, that was fantastic!" Philly Phil said. "Yeah Zim, you saved us all and the school!" Madison said. "Yeah, we thought we were goners for sure!" Li'l D said. Zim looked around him and sees the Westly kids all saying how awesome he was for defeating the squid, he was starting to have thoughts and a warm feeling growing inside. 'This feeling?' Zim asked in his mind. 'It's so, warm, what could it be? These children are thanking me for destroying the squid! Could it be, goodness?' Sunny, Luna and Petunia came over to them. "Alright y'all, enough celebrating, let's get out of here, before the others start getting worried about us." "Okay." The Westly kids said and everyone walked out from the kitchen through another door. The electrocuted squid remained on the floor dead (or was it?). Outside the school, Lopez and the rest of the school's students and teachers now watch in in happiness and relief to see Sunny and the rest walking out from the front door. And everyone cheered and those who lost the bet gave away their money. "Thank goodness you made it out in one piece!" Lopez said. "Yeah, I knew you guys were gonna make it." The janitor said holding three twenty dollar bills. "God dammit! I was SO sure you guys weren't gonna made it this time." A random teacher whined. "By the way, whatever happened to the squid?" Lopez asked. "Ask the new kid." Sunny said pointing at Zim. "Oh, well I…" Zim didn't know how to explain. "He took out some weird staff like device and shocked that thing!" Tamika explained. "Yeah! By the way, where did you get that thing Zim?" Philly Phil asked. "Oh this?" Zim brought out the device. "It's called 'The staff of doom', I made it myself." "Coooooooooool!!" the kids said amazed. "Guess your not the only one who makes gadgets here Philly Phil." Eddie told the techno geek. "Yeah." Philly Phil said. "So now what?" Li'l D asked "Well my youngsters, I'm afraid that after this unfortunate event, the school will remain closed until we can re-built the cafeteria." Luna announced. "Oh man! That stinks!" Some of the kids whined. "So this means we have a day off from school?" Lil'D asked. "Looks like it." Sunny said. "So now where will we take music class?" Madison asked. "I suggest the park." Sunny said. "Okay!" the kids said. "Then it's settled! The park it is!" Lil'D said. Everyone went home and take the day off after this adventure. The Westly kids and Zim got in Sunny's car and the celebrity artist drove off for the park. Zim remained silent, still thinking about the feeling. 'This feeling, is it's realy what you call goodness?' he kept on. 'Hmmm, maybe I should stop thinking about this and concentrate on the mission! To study this planet for weaknesses and then, prepare it for the incoming invasion!' Suddenly Zim started laughing maniacally. "What's so funny Zim?" Eddie asked and Zim stopped laughing. "Oh, I uh, just remembered a…a joke! Yeah!" Zim said. "Oh, okay." Eddie said. 'Foolish human!' Zim snickered evilly in his mind. A/N: Well, that was quiet an action-packed chapter huh? The next chapter will include a character that you SO wanted to appear! And he's going to become best friends with one of the Westly kids! Who is it? Find out in the next chapter of **INVADER 3000**!! R&R. please! It will make me very happy! 6. GIR A/N: I do not own Class of 3000 or Invader Zim. **INVADER 3000** **GIR** Sunny, the Westly kids and Zim have now arrived at the park. While they were walking to their spot, the kids were talking about the squid fight. "I wonder where that squid came from in the first place." Philly Phil said. "Maybe it was some kind of escaped experiment from the government laboratory." Kam said. "Or maybe an alien from other space." Kim said. Zim felt an icy chill going down his spine when he heard that. 'Stay calm Zim, they are talking about the squid, not you.' He tried to calm down in his mind. "What do you guys think?" Phil asked the rest. "I don't know, but what I do know is that Zim saved our lives." Li'l D said. "Yeah, we just can't thank you enough for that Zim." Eddie told the green kid. "Yes, yes, you already thanked me, now let's just put that story aside and get on with our lives, please." Zim said, not wanting to hear anymore thousands of thanks. While still walking, Madison stopped when she heard a rustle sound coming from the bushes. She walked over to them and looked over them and saw something that made her gasp with joy. She saw a vegetable green dog, with black ears, legs and tail, a zipper on it's chest, not that she has noticed that and walking on it's two back legs. It was playing with a squirrel before turning to her. "HIIII!!" the dog spoke with a screechy tone in its voice. 'Wow, a talking puppy!' Madison said in her mind with excitement, then she said to the dog: "Hi, I'm Madison!" "I'm GIR!" the dog said. "Do you like biscuits?" "Uh, sure!" Madison said. "Do you like Tacos?" "Yes." "Do you like Waffles?" "Yep." "…I like you!" GIR said. Madison smiled sweetly. "I like you too!" She said petting it. "Hey Madison, hurry up!" Sunny called out. "Oh, coming Sunny!" Madison called out and then turns back to the dog, apparently named GIR. "Stay right here, I'll be right back." And with that, Madison left to catch up with the others. GIR however, with a screechy laugh, ran up the tree, literally. "What took ya?" Tamika asked Madison. "Oh, I just found a cute puppy in the bushes." Madison explained. "It even asked me if I like biscuits." Everyone looked at Madison when she said that last part. After a slight pause, everyone burst into laughter, except Sunny and Zim. "You saw a talking dog? Yeah right!" Kam laughed. "Boy Madison, if you actually want us to believe in that, then your more dizzier then we thought!" Kim laughed. "People please, let's not behave like kindergarteners!" Sunny told everyone. 'A talking dog?' Zim asked in his mind. 'Does she mean…' "WEEEHEEE!!" Everyone turn to where the cheer came from and something green appeared in the scene running around like an idiot. "I'M RUNNING!! I'M RUNNING!!" It was GIR, who was running around them and then stopped in front of the crowd by tripping over a rock and roll. "HIIIII!!" "Whoa! A talking dog?!" Li'l D said looking at GIR. "That's it! That's the dog I told you about!" Madison said. "His name is-" "GIR!" Zim suddenly yelled. "What are you doing here!" "Hello master!" GIR greeted the green kid. "Master?" Eddie asked. "That your dog Zim?" Tamika asked, but Zim didn't listen. "I won't ask you again GIR, what are you doing here?!" Zim yelled at his dog. "I saw a squirrel!" GIR said, making him dumb fold. "It was like this!" He starts imitating a squirrel. "Mr. Zim, all the others know this rule and since you are new, you are not allowed to bring pets to classes!" Sunny said. "I know Mr. Bridges." Zim said and then to GIR. "Now GIR, be a good dog and go home!" "I don't wanna!" GIR protested and hoped onto Madison's arms. "I wanna stay with the happy girl!" "WHAT?!" Zim yelled. "And what makes you possibly want to stay with Happy Madison Human!?" "She rubs my tummy." GIR said, as Madison was happily rubbing his tummy. "and she got a Watermelon slice shaped smile!" "Awww, can we let him stay? Pretty please?" Madison asked, while GIR made puppy dog (no pun intended) eyes to Zim and Sunny. "I don't know, 'cause animals aren't allowed in classes." Sunny said. "Say Sunny? Isn't that supposes to be only at school? 'cause the school rules say you can't bring pets IN the actual school. Isn't that right guys?" Li'l D asked the others. "He's got a point." Philly Phil said. "Yeah." Kam agreed. Sunny thought for a moment and then turns to Zim. "What do you think Zim?" "Unacceptable!" Zim said. "I am his master and he should just do whatever I tell him to!" "Aw, come on, look at him!" Madison showed GIR still with the puppy dog eyes. "Puh-lezze master, let me stay with happy girl! I'll be good!" the green puppy pleaded. "Oh…okay." Zim groaned. "But only this time GIR." "YAY!!" GIR cheered. "Oh, you are such a cuttie!" Madison said hugging GIR, who seemed to enjoy. "Yeah, I also think it can stay, as long as it doesn't cause much trouble that is." Sunny said. "Don't you guys also think he's cute?" Madison showed GIR to the others. "Yeah really cute!" Kim said. "Uh, yeah." Tamika said. "Maybe so, but I still can't figure out what kind of dog is it." Kam said. "Yeah, of course we think he's cute." Li'l D said while Eddie and Philly Phil just nodded. "Now Madison, if are going to this thang, you won't be walking around with it all day are you?" Sunny asked. "Oh, of course not." Madison said and walks up to a bench, where she placed GIR on it. "Now, stay right here and be a good doggy, okay?" "Yes GIR and do not interrupt us with your insane…things!" Zim ordered. "Okey Dokey!" GIR said. "Alright let's do this." Sunny told his students. **Song: Crayon** _Everybody do the crayon, crayon (4X)_ _Black, Blue,_ _Purple, Yellow,_ _And Red_ _We're all in this box together_ _Oh yeah, oh yeah_ _The world is like a colouring book_ _To get the whole picture it took_ _So…_ _Everybody do the crayon, crayon (4X)_ _(techno solo for 45 seconds)_ **Song ends** "Woooooooooooooo!!" GIR said amazed. "You guys are good!" "Yeah, we know little guy." Sunny said then he looks into his watch. "Oh look, it's time to part ways little people." "Oh, all'ight." Li'l D said. "We'll see you around then Sunny." And Sunny left in his car, while Zim, GIR and the Westly kids waved good bye. "So now what you wanna do?" Li'l D asked the others. "ME!! ME!! ME!!" GIR hoped around with his hand up, like a student wanting to take a turn. "GIR?" Li'l D picked the green puppy. "Let's go to the burger shop! They got that new triple sized burger there!!" GIR said exited. "Man Zim, that is one crazy hot dog you got." Tamika told Zim. "Don't remind me." Zim grumbled under his breath. "If that's what GIR wants then I say we go for it!" Madison said picking up GIR. "But animals aren't allowed in public places." Kam said. "No prob, I have an idea!" Kim said. Kim picks up GIR and starts doing something real fast on the puppy. When she was done, GIR was now dressed up as a little boy, with a light blue T-shirt, cobalt blue shorts and a large boy mask with red hair, a yellow cap, and brown eyes, over it's head. "There, what do you think?" Kim asked the others. "Uh, yeah, very…convincing." Eddie said. 'Convincing my foot.' Zim groaned in his mind. "So, shall we go now?" Madison asked. "Then it'settled, let's go!" Li'l D said and they were off. 'That idiotic robot, who does he think he is?!' Zim growled in his mind, watching the disguised dog holding hands with Madison. "Well GIR, I guess this is the beginning a beautiful friendship, huh?" Madison asked. "Meow!" GIR said dumbly. A/N: Well, I guess that's that then. So, what do you think? I told you a character you loved so much was going to appear. So, what's gonna happen next? Find out in the next chapter of **INVADER 3000**!! R&R, please. 7. The super band stage plans A/N: I do not own Class of 3000 or Invader Zim. **INVADER 3000** **The super band stage plans** The Westly kids, Zim and GIR were now walking toward the burger shop. Once inside, nobody even looked at Zim or GIR's weirdness, mush for their relief. They all sat at a table next to the corner of the shop. Madison sat between Li'l D and GIR, next to the disguised dog was Zim, then Philly Phil, Kim, Kam, Eddie and Tamika. The waiter appeared. "May I take your order please?" the waiter asked. "I want the triple sized Cheeseburger, some French fries, tacos and chocolate and bubblegum slushy, pretty please!" GIR ordered. "Okay." The waiter wrote it all down on his notepad. "And the rest of you?" The Westly kids and Zim simply ordered some hamburgers and cheeseburgers, French fries and some coca cola. "Okay, coming right up." The waiter said walking away. "Okay guys, while we wait, let's take a look into our plans shall we?" Phil took out his super band stage blueprints. And so, while they were waiting for their orders, the Westly kids, Zim and GIR were all looking at the blue prints and discussing how it is going to be like once they start building it. Everyone has been giving suggestions about how it should or not be like and the food part made GIR keep asking questions if there was also going to include, tacos, pizza, waffles and biscuits (which made Zim annoyed when he heard that), which Phil didn't take it seriously. Zim however was looking carefully at the blueprints. "Hmmm, this super band stage, it looks like some kind of stage for a great assignment to invaders, who are going to attack an enemy planet." Zim said looking at the plans. "Huh? What do you mean?" Phil asked. "Huh, oh nothing, this stage, just, umm, look like one of those things from what you call, sci-FI stories." Zim said. "Okay…" Phil said uneasy, while some of the rest raised their eyebrows. "You know bro? Even thought he saved us from the squid, I still think he's weird and suspicious." Kim whispered at her brother, who hushed at her and then looked at Zim hoping he didn't hear what she said. "Remember what Zim said, if you carry out with this talk about him, there's no telling what he might do to us." Kam whispered his warning. "So GIR." Madison spoke to the disguised puppy. "What do you like doing for fun?" "I like eating and baking, and, watching TV, especially the "Angry Monkey Show", and playing with animals and rolling on the floor…uh…oh! And teasing my master!" GIR giggled at that last part, making Zim to death glare. "Cool! I also like playing with animals!" Madison said. "Ya know Tamika my sweet, a lot of weird things have been happening today, don't you agree?" Eddie asked his beloved Tamika. "Meh, 'bout average." Tamika answered. "Then it's settled! We all appear right on the elevators, they bring us up, the fireworks come and then, after the show it's snack time!" Li'l D said. "Yeah!" Phil said taking the blue prints off the table for the waiter to place the tables with their orders on them. "Sorry to interrupt your plans, but that wouldn't be an excuse to let your orders get cold right?" the waiter said with a smirk and walked away. As they all started eating, and GIR stuffing himself with his triple sized Cheeseburger, they carried out talking about their plans. "So where do you think we should build the stage?" Eddie asked, as he drank his coca cola. "Maybe the park?" Kam asked. "Nah!" the rest said. "At the Mall?" Kim asked. "Nah!" the rest said, again. "At the zoo, with Momo?" Li'l D asked. "Yeah!" the others agreed. "Momo? Who is this, 'Momo' you speak of?" Zim asked. "Our friend Gorila, it too can play an instrument!" Li'l D explained Zim, remembering and telling him about the "The Kong and I" play incident, while taking a bite from his hamburger. "I see." Zim said, taking a fresh fry. "I like to dance the monkey!" GIR said randomly, as he ate a taco. "You´re so cute GIR!" Madison smiled sweetly. "I am!" GIR said with a goofy smile on his face. "Hey GIR, what kind of dog are you anyway?" Kam asked. "I don't know…" GIR said randomly. Kam raises his eyebrow. "Okay…" Later, after they were done eating, the waiter came in with the check. Eddie had to pay of course, since he was the richest of the group. After they were out of the shop, GIR took his boy disguise off. "So now what we gonna do?" Tamika asked. "Zim have suggestion!" Zim said. "D human! Take me to Momo!" "A'ight! Let's go!" Li'l D said and they were off to the zoo. GIR was still holding hands with Madison, much to Zim's disgust. A/N: Well, I guess that's it for now. R&R, please, so I can review the next chapter of **INVADER 3000**!! 8. Prison for earth monsters A/N: I do not own Class of 3000 or Invader Zim. **INVADER 3000** **Prison for earth monsters** The Westley Gang, Zim and GIR have just entered the zoo to find Momo. On their way, Zim looked around and he could see a lot of animals inside of cages and some deep pits, with decorations that represented their actual nature. "Oooooooooooh!" GIR said looking around. 'Hmm, the zoo. It appears to be a place to lock up many kinds of Earth Monsters and exhibit them to the humans.' Zim said looking around as if it was the first time he ever came to the zoo. "Okay guys we're here, Momo's place!" Li'l D said as they stop in front of the gorila's exhibition. "Yo Momo, it's me Li'l D!" Zim then noticed something huge crawling between the vegetation and then… "AAAAAAAH!!" Zim freaked out to see a gorilla (Momo) jumping out from it and land on a tree brench. "Ooho oho ho?" Momo said and then looks at Li'l D. "Ho!" "Hey Momo!" Li'l D greeted his gorilla friend as well as did the others, except Zim, who was cowering behind him. "I-is that…Momo?" Zim asked. "Yep and why are you cowering behind me?" Li'l D asked raising his eyebrow. "Yeah, what's wrong Zim?" Philly Phil asked. "Are you afraid of gorillas?" "Oh um, it's nothing." Zim said. "It's just that, huge earth monsters make me nervous." "Earth monsters?" Kam asked while Kim gives a suspicion glare. "What? I'M NORMAL!!" Zim yelled, making them squeal. "Okay, you didn't have to yell." Kam said. "Hoho?" Momo asked Li'l D pointing at Zim. "That Zim, he new in our class." Li'l D explained. "And this is his dog, GIR!" Madison showed the lime green dog to Momo. "HI GORILAAAAAA!!" GIR greeted with a screech. "Wooho, ho hoho oh." Momo said. "Yeah, sort of." Li'l D said "Hey wait, you understand what it's saying?" Zim asked the drummer. "Yep." Li'l D said. "Anyway, Momo, we have a concert coming up and we we're planning to build a totally awesome super band stage right here in the zoo, you think that is okay?" Momo started thinking and then he disappeared in the vegetation. A moment later, he came back. "Hoo oh oh ho!" "It is okay?" Li'l D asked and the gorilla nods." A'right! You hear that guys?" "Their letting us hold the concert here?" Eddie asked. "Yeah!" Li'l D said. "ALL RIGHT!" The Westly kids cheered while GIR cheered with a 'YAY!'. "Thanks Momo, you tha man, uh, gorilla!" Li'l D said. "Ooh, ho." Momo said. "Um, D human, you say Momo gorilla can play an instrument, didn't you?" Zim asked. "Oh yeah, Momo, show the new kid what you can do!" Li'l D pleaded. "Oho!" Momo said and brought out a set of drums. 5 minutes of drumming later, and GIR dancing like a monkey, later… "Nice!" Everyone clapped hands to him, while Zim gives an impressed look. 'Interesting, an earth monster, who to has a passion for music.' Zim thought and then he said: "Well, it's been nice hanging with you and I did enjoy the show, but, I think I can hear my mother calling!" he brings out a mobile phone (which is actually just a small plank in disguise), places it at where his ear would be an places his hand over his mouth. "Zim, come home son!" Zim imitated a female voice and puts the disguised phone away. "Yeah, sorry, but I have to go." "Oh, okay, bye Zim." Li'l D said, as well as did the rest. "Come GIR, it is time to come home!" Zim ordered his dog. "Aww." GIR whined as he followed his master, because he wanted to hang around more with Madison. After the green kid and his dog left, the Westley were still in the zoo, now talking with the zoo keeper. They were currently discussing about the band stage plans and how were they going to pull it off. Kim was at the same time, thinking about how suspicious Zim is: he's green, no ears or nose, he says that he's a normal human being, he asked a weird question about music making people vulnerable to a full alien invasion and he calls animals 'earth monsters'. "Is something bothering you?" Madison asked her friend. "I still can't shack the feeling that there is something wrong about Zim." Kim explained. "He's so weird AND suspicious." "Oh come on, he's not that bad." Madison said still being optimistic. "He probably just is another fan of those old sci-fi stories like Philly Phil, you should just give him a chance. Plus, that little talking puppy of his is SO cute." "Okay, but still!" Kim insisted. While they were discussing about their plans, Zim and GIR were walking down the streets of Little Five Points neighbour hood, where they came over to their home: a green house with a boy's bathroom label on the door, some gnomes and animal like decoration in the garden. Zim and GIR walked in and inside, there was a couch, a plasma screen TV, a small table with a telephone and a painting of a green monkey on the wall over the couch. "Well GIR, I say our first day in this town when quite well." Zim said as he grabbed his hair and pulled it off his head, revealing it to be a wig and that he has two antennas on his head, then he took of his eye contact lenses, which disguised his huge completely red eyes. GIR then pulls off the head behind like a hood, reviling a head of a robot under it, with cyan blue eyes and a small antenna coming out from the top. He then pulled his zipper down and reveals the rest of his body, with cyan blue parts on his belly and elbows. Zim then sits down on the couch and brings out his trumpet that Sunny gave him. "Music, something that humans love to perform, for appreciation and attention. Something that gives them, emotions, like Mr. Bridges said. Just concentrate on what makes you feel more comfortable about and let the music do all the talking." Zim said looking at his trumpet with his reflection on it. "You know what GIR? This might just be it! This might just be perfect for my evil plan to finally conquer this fffffffffilthy planet! Don't you think?" "Yeah…" GIR said in an unhappy tone. "Huh?" the alien looked at his robot slave, who had a sad look on his face, with tears dropping down his eyes. (robots can cry??) Zim becomes angry and annoyed. "GIR, you better not be crying about Happy Madison Human!" "But I miss Happy Girl, she is so sweet and kind, she even let me go to the burger shop to eat that new triple sized burger." GIR explained, sniffing. Zim sighted. "Very well GIR, if that Smiley faced human means so mush to you, then you can look for her tomorrow. In the mean time, you can play with Minimoose or just watch the broadcasting, to analyse better about music. That's a good GIR." The robot just stood there, with his unhappy look on his face. "GIR!" Zim yelled. "Yes, master." GIR said with a sigh and sat on the couch to watch TV. "In the mean time, I'm going to inform this to the Tallest!" Zim said walking to the next room with his trumpet. GIR just sat there on the couch along with a round purple rubber moose that just floated over to him, with a squeak. A/N: Uh oh, looks like Kim was right all along! There was something weird about Zim: he's an ALIEN! How are the Westley kids going to find out? Stay tuned for more **INVADER 3000**!! R&R, please. 9. Picnic of doom A/N: I do not own Class of 3000 or Invader Zim. **INVADER 3000** **Picnic of doom** During the night, in an unknown location… "So, what exactly is this…thing?" an agent asked looking at the burned, electrocuted, and presumably dead squid. "Well, according to our scans, this squid is actually a mutated creature." The scientist explained. "Mutated? You mean this used to be a normal squid?" another agent asked. "Yes, but it somehow got mutated by experiments." The scientists carried on. "And by the looks of it, it was made by someone, who obviously is not from this world." "Are you saying this is the work of aliens?" the first agent asked. "I can't find another explanation." The scientist said. "Anyway, if this is the work of aliens, then we are going to have to use our alien detector!" the second agent took out a device. "HEY WAIT! THAT'S NOT THE-" Before the agent could finish his sentence, the device sends out a wave that caught the three of them, and they just stood there with spiral eyes. "Who are you?" the second agent asked the first scientist. They have become amnesiac. In the tube, the squid suddenly starts moving, and it's eyes crack open. It was still alive. "ROAR!" the squid broke itself free from the tube and attacks them. "AAAAAAAAH!!" they cried out some blood curling screams. The next day in Atlanta Georgia, the sun was rising, thus beginning a beautiful day of Saturday. At Zim's house, GIR had put on his lime green puppy disguise and walked over to the door. "Squeak?" the round purple flying rubber moose went over to him and GIR hushed. "I'm on a top secret mission Minimoose." GIR whispered at the moose, apparently called Minimoose. "I'm going to find Happy Girl and go play with her and Master can't find out. So if you see Master, tell him you never saw me!" Minimoose squeaked and flew away. GIR opens the door to the outside and walks down the streets. The little puppy's robotic self from under the disguise activates his scanning vision, and starts searching for 'Happy Girl' (Madison). He then stops in front of a house and spots Madison's form on the other side of it. "I found her!" GIR said excited. It rushed over to the door and rang the bell. Inside, Madison was in her room, practicing on her violin before she heard the door bell ring, which made her stop playing. "I'll get it!" Madison went to the front door and opened it. She then looks down and gasps of happiness when she saw GIR. "HAPPY GIRL!" GIR jumped to her arms, hugging her. "Oh, good morning GIR!" Madison greeted happily hugging him back. "How did you found me you little rascal you?" "Oh, animal instincts!" GIR explained with a smile, while in his mind he said 'I think'. "He he he, of course." Madison said as she brought GIR in and closed the door. Meanwhile at Zim's place, the short alien was furious. "GIR!! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!!" Zim yelled with full rage as he looked all over his house/base. **A red vein sticks out from his head** "Minimoose! Are you sure you didn't see GIR today?" Zim asked the rubber moose. "Squeak." Minimoose said. "YOU'RE LYING!!" Zim yelled again, when something came to his mind. "Of course! I should have known! GIR must have left to find Happy Madison Human, ARGH, that horrible robot! Come Minimoose, let's go find them!" Zim put on his wig and his eye contact lenses, disguising him as a green human kid. He walked out from the house, followed by Minimoose, off to search for either GIR or Madison. Unfortunately, since Zim didn't know neighbourhood quiet well, he wasn't having mush luck in finding them. Zim then walks up to a random house and rings the bell, hoping to find them. But as the door open, he didn't see Madison or GIR, he found Principal Luna, wearing a robe and holding a cup of coffee. "Why, Senor Zim, the saviour of Westly! It is so nice to see you! What brings you over to my house?" Luna greeted kindly to him. "Oh, hello um, Luna, right?" Zim asked. "Yes Zim, that's Principal Luna." The Westly Principal said. "Right." Zim said. "Listen, you wouldn't happen to see Happy Madison Human or a lime green talking dog, have you?" the green 'kid' asked hopefully. "Miss Papadopoulus and a talking green dog?" Luna said. "I am sorry but I have not seen any of them. Besides, what is the deal with a lime green dog that can talk?" "He's my dog." Zim explained. "Well, thank you and sorry if I interrupted anything you were doing. Let's go Minimoose." Luna watched Zim and the flying rubber moose leave, before closing the door. As they carried on, Zim then spotted Sunny and Li'l D walking down the street, most likely hanging out. Zim decided to ask them about Madison and GIR and rushed over to them. "Hello Mr. Bridges and D Human!" Zim greeted them as he stopped in front of them. The two of them stopped too. "Hey, good morning Zim!" Sunny greeted. "What brings you to these parts man?" Li'l D asked. "Right, glad you asked." Zim said. "I am in search for Happy Madison Human and GIR, and I was wondering if you have seen them or not." "Sorry Zim, we haven't seen neither Madison nor your dog today." Sunny said. "Hey! What that thing behind you?" Li'l D noticed Minimoose. "Oh this?" Zim asked indicating the rubber moose. "This is Minimoose, he's…a comrade of mine." "Squeak!" Minimoose greeted in his own language. "Okay." Li'l D said raising his eyebrow. "Say Zim, if you're looking for Madison, maybe you should go to her place and ask her." Sunny suggested. "Good idea, except that I don't know where she lives." Zim said. "We'll take you there." Sunny said. "Right Li'lD?" "Right." Li'l D said. Sunny then notices a light in the sky with a hat shaped signal on it. "Uh, you two go on without me, cuz I gotta be someplace…not here. See ya!" And he quickly rushed away. "Where is he going?" Zim asked confused. "Oh don't worry 'bout him, let's go find your dog and Madison." Li'l D said. "Of course." Zim said as he and Minimoose followed Li'l D. Unbeknownst to them, Sunny flew up to the sky out from some bushes, dressed up in his super hero suit. Later, Li'l D rang the bell of Madison's house and a lady (Madison's mom) appeared at the door. "Hello?" she greeted sweetly. "Hey Mrs. Papadopoulus, can Ma-" "TELL US WHERE MY DOG AND HAPPY MADISON HUMAN ARE, RIGHT NOW!!" Zim yelled all the sudden, interrupting Lil'D speech. "Hey man, calm down." Li'l D commented, while scratching his ear from the yell. "Oh, hello Li'l D." Madison's mom greeted sweetly the Westly gang leader, then she turns to Zim. "And you must be the new kid that Madison told me about. Zim, right?" "Yes miss, I AM ZIM!" Zim yelled again. "Anyway, is Madison home?" Li'l D asked. "Oh I'm sorry, she went out on a picnic to the woods along with a cute little talking green puppy." She explained sweetly. "Really? Okay, thanks Mrs. Papadopoulus." Li'l D thanked. "And sorry about the yelling." He added, pointing at Zim. "No problem, bye!" she said before she closed the door. "I knew it, I KNEW he was going to look for Happy Madison Human!" Zim growled. "Hey man, cool out." Li'l D tried to calm him down. "SILENCE!!" Zim yelled again. "Don't tell Zim to cool out!" "Look, let's just go catch a bus to take us to the woods and get over it okay?" Li'l D said. "Yes, let's go." Zim said and they were off again. Meanwhile, by the woods, Madison and GIR were having a picnic and they were quiet having so much fun. Madison of course had to bring her violin, because she needed to practice for the concert. "More waffles?" GIR asked. "Sure, just put them in my dish here." Madison said as she carried on practicing on her violin. GIR put a tower of waffles on her dish and carried on eating some tacos. Madison stopped for a moment and took a bite from a waffle. "You know GIR? Your master is quiet lucky to have you as his pet, cuz you are SO cute, funny and an excellent chef too." Madison said. "I am." GIR said. "Can I play a little?" "You want to play my violin?" Madison asked. "I do." GIR said with a goofy smile. "Okay." Madison said with her sweet happy smile. Madison started out by teaching GIR how to hold it and the pose. She then gave instructions about how to make notes, while she was holding his little arms. GIR wasn't quiet sure if was catching everything, but what the heck, he liked it. Meanwhile, on the other side of the woods, a bus stopped by a bus stop and suddenly Zim was kicked out from it as the door opened. Li'l D and Minimoose followed him without getting pushed. "Next time kid, tell your friend to behave, or else!" the driver threatened before he left. "What do I look like his babysitter?" Li'l D protested, but he was already gone. "The horror! The horror! The horror!" Zim moaned as he lay on the ground. "You probably woudn't be kicked out if you just ignored her." Li'l D said. "What? And let that horrible girl child get away with it?" Zim asked, before he heard the sound of a violin. "What is that?" "It's Madison's violin." Li'l D said perking his ear. "She must be practicing for the concert." He then notices Zim walking into the woods. "GIR! COME ON OUT WHEREVER YOU ARE!!" Zim yelled out as he ran through the woods. "Hey! Wait up!" Li'l D called as he went after him. 'Man, that guy REALLY needs to chill!' Back at the picnic, GIR was now playing the violin by himself. It didn't sounded quiet exactly how Madison plays, but at least the notes were close enough to be good as she plays. "Bravo! Very well GIR!" Madison clapped her hands when he was done. "You're a quick learner you know?" "Thank you! Can I have a taco now?" GIR asked. "Of course." Madison handed GIR a taco and he gobbled it up. "GIR!" GIR and Madison jumped when they heard the yell. They turn around to see a pissed off Zim, followed by an exhausted and bored looking Li'l D. "Oh, hello Master." GIR greeted. "Hi Zim, hi Li'l D!" Madison greeted them happily. "Did you come here to join our picnic?" "No, I came here to take GIR home, let's go!" Zim ordered. "I don't wanna!" GIR refused. "I want to stay here with Happy Girl!" "I said let's go home!" Zim insisted. GIR then makes a saddy sad look on his face, with tears and everything. "I really wanna stay." He sniffed. Zim kept death glaring at him, but in the end, GIR's sad face overpowered him. "ALRIGHT! You can play more with Happy Madison Human!" Zim gave up, unable to over come GIR's sad face, which now turned happy. "YAY!!" GIR cheered as he won. "Say, why don't you guys join us?" Madison suggested. "A'right, I'm hungry anyway." Li'l D said as he walked over to the food and sat down. "Very well, since I have nothing better to do." Zim groaned as he also sat down. Minimoose floated over to GIR "Hi Minimoose!" GIR greeted him. "Squeak!" Minimoose greeted back. "A friend of yours GIR?" Madison asked. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH YYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAH!" GIR said. "Happy Girl, meet Minimoose! Minimoose, meet Happy Girl!" "Squeak!" Minimoose greeted her in his own language. "Nice to meet you too Minimoose!" Madison said. "Say Zim? Did you know that your dog can also play the violin?" "Huh?" Zim and Li'l D asked. "Well, he asked me to play it, so I taught him how to play it!" Madison cleared it up. "GIR, play a little for them!" "Okaey Dokey!" GIR picked up the violin and started playing a little. After he ended, Li'l D was quiet impressed, while Zim was dumb fold. "Man Zim, your dog is way cool!" Li'l D said. "Uh, yeah." Zim said. "He also made these waffles too!" Madison said indicating the waffles. "Really?" Li'l D asked. "Don't expect me to eat them, cuz their probably made out of peanuts and soap!" Zim said. "Peanuts and soap?" Li'l D asked raising his eyebrow. "What's your problem?" "Nothing, mind your own business." Zim said. "Okay, sorry man." Li'l D said then he picks up a waffle. "Well, I guess I'll have one." Li'l D takes a bite and starts chewing it, tasting it and then, he swallows it. "Hmm, well, it doesn't taste anything like peanuts and soap in it, it actually is delicious!" Li'l D said. "You know, these waffles have use for our band stage! They're perfect!" "I know!" Madison agreed. "Let me try!" Zim said and eats up a waffle and after he swallowed it: "Okay, so it's not made out of peanuts and soap." "Oh yeah, speaking of band stage, good thing I brought my electronic drum set along!" Li'l D brought out his electronic drum set and stated practicing on it. "Cooooooooooooooooool!" GIR said while Minimoose squeaked. "Can I also play it?" Li'l D stops playing. "Ya want to play drums too?" he asked. "I dooooo!" GIR said. "A'right, come here." Li'l D said and GIR walked over to him. Li'l D placed his drum sticks on his hands and suddenly, GIR started beating on the drums like crazy. Zim laughed at Lil'D expression about it. "Shut up Zim!" Li'l D growled. "Sorry, I just couldn't resist!" Zim stopped laughing, holding his chest. "Now GIR, if you want to play the drums, it goes like this!" Li'l D holds GIR's arms and led him on how to play the drums, as well as giving some instructions. GIR wasn't sure if he was catching on so well, but he didn't care, he was enjoying himself. Madison, Minimoose and Zim just sat there watching. The happy girl and the rubber moose were enjoying themselves, while the short 'kid' just kept death glaring (man, what is wrong with this guy?). "Well, there you have it, I guess." Li'l D said as he finished instructing and letting GIR play by himself. "Cool! Not only you can play the violin, but can also play the drums!" Madison said claping her hands, while Minimoose squeaked. "Meow!" GIR said with a goofy smile. Li'l D then turns to Zim. "What's wrong Zim?" "Huh? He, oh yeah, very good GIR, indeed." Zim clapped his hands so that no one could suspect his weird behaviour. "Hey! I just thought of something!" Madison exclaimed. "Zim, did you bring your trumpet along?" "Uh, no." Zim said. "Why?" "Aw too bad, cuz I want to hear him play the trumpet too." Madison said. "Why in hell would you want to hear him play my trumpet?" Zim demanded. "Just asking, that's all." Madison said. Suddenly they hear a roaring sound, a horrible roaring sound, whish was enough to make them jump in fright. "What was that?" Madison asked shacking and embracing Li'l D and GIR. "It's coming from behind the trees!" Li'l D said perking his ear. "Yes, and it sounds, kind of…familiar." Zim said. "Madison, you GIR and Minimoose stay here, Zim and I will will go see what it is." Li'l D said and rushed to the woods. "Come on Zim!" "Huh?" Zim didn't pay attention. "Come on Zim, we're going to see what that noise is!" Li'l D said. "Oh, coming D Human!" Zim said and ran after him. "Be gentle with, whatever it may be!" Madison warned worried. "Squeak?" Minimoose asked GIR. "They gonna get eaten by wolfs!" GIR said dumbly to the rubber moose. In the woods, Li'l D and Zim looked around in the woods, trying to follow the roaring sound. "Do you see anything?" Li'l D asked. "Nope." Zim said moving and without noticing that he just a avoided a tentacle from grabbing him. Li'l D then notices some from far in the distance and turns to Zim: "Yo Zim, come check that out!" he called and rushed toward whatever it is he saw, followed by the green kid. Once they reached… "EW! That is just sick!" Li'l D saw that the thing, was a dead archaeologist, with bloody cuts and chews all over and blood dripping all over the ground. "Hmm, do you suppose what ever is doing that noise is responsible for this?" Zim asked. "If it did, then we better get out of here!" Li'l D said, suddenly there was another roar noise. "Uh oh, then we better-" he and Zim spot a dark figure with red eyes and tentacles. Back at the picnic site, Madison, GIR and Minimoose jumped in alarm when they heard two blood curling screams. "What was that??" Madison asked scared and worried. Suddenly somebody is thrown out from behind the trees and skids on the ground, making Madison and GIR let out a squeal scream. "Wait! Li'l D?" Madison asked, and yes, it was Li'l D with his clothes ragged a little, covered in mud and leafs and a beat up look on his face. Madison ran over to him and helped him up. "What happened to you? And where's Zim?" "Zim…" Li'l D spoke up. "…he's been kidnapped! By the giant squid!" "WHAT?!" Madison asked shocked. "Yeah! The squid that attacked our school is still alive and attacked us. I was blown away by it and then took Zim with it!" Li'l D explained. "OH MY GOD! MY MASTER'S IN TROUBLE!!" GIR panicked as he embraced Minimoose, who let out a loud squeak. "Oh, it's horrible! We have to save him!" Madison said. "Yeah! Come on, we gotta tell Sunny and the others!" Li'l D said. "Come on GIR, Minimoose, this picnic is over!" Madison said. After they picked up everything, the two Westly kids, GIR and Minimoose rushed for the bus stop. A/N: Oh boy oh boy! This is getting exciting, now isn't it? Find out what will happen next in the next chapter of **INVADER 3000**!! R&R, please. 10. Invasion of the UFO Ninja A/N: I do not own Class of 3000 or Invader Zim. **INVADER 3000** **Invasion of the UFO Ninja** "Ummhu…?" Zim began to wake up from his unconscious state. At first he could barely see anything through his sleepy eyes, but as it began to clear up, he found himself in some kind of laboratory. "Where am I?" Zim was going to get up but then he felt something over his wrists and ankles. The green 'kid' looked and noticed that he was strapped with locks on a lab table. "What the??" Zim demanded. "What's going on?! Who-??" Zim saw a shadowy figure, who then revealed to be, the giant flesh eating demon squid. The same one that attack the Westley school and was still filled with burning and electric bruises from last time he encountered. "AAAAH!! THE GIANT FLESH EATING DEMON SQUID!!" the alien freaked out. "But, how did you survive my Staff of Doom?!" "ROOAAR!!" The squid explained in it's own language. "WHAT DID YOU SAY TO ME?!" Zim demanded angrily, as if the squid just insulted him. **A red vein sticks out from his head** "ROAR!!" The squid roared as he pushed a button and a machine came out from a door. "WHAT'S THAT?! A TORTURE DEVICE??" Zim demanded. "ROOOAR!!" The squid said as the machine moved toward Zim and it's gadgets, it began to torture Zim with electricity, and limb stretching and twister. "AAAAAAAH!!" Zim cried in agony from the torture. The squid then left to the other room for something, leaving the alien crying in agony as he was tortured by the diabolical tourture device. "I gotta get help!" Zim said as a robot arm with a communicator on it's end came out from his pack. Zim began to speak to it: "GIR! Come in! GIR!" Meanwhile, Li'l D, Madison, GIR and Minimoose had gathered the entire gang and they explained about Zim looking for GIR, the picnic and the attack from the squid in the woods. They even introduced Minimoose to them. "Are you sure it was the same squid from yesterday?" Tamika asked. "Unless it was a cow that mooed to itself." Li'l D joked and in the background, appears a cow mooing to itself, in a trolley pulled by a truck. "HI COOOOW!!" GIR greeted it before it disappeared out of the scene. "Man, what is the world coming to?" Li'l D asked, talking about the cow that just passed by. "But how can you be sure it was really the squid that attacked our school?" Kam asked. "Yeah! Didn't Zim electrocute him with his Staff of Doom thing?" Philly Phil asked. "I know, but when I saw it, I could tell, because it had burning and electric bruises all over." Li'l D explained. "It came out of nowhere and attacked me and Zim. Somehow, it took Zim away and I was left in what you see now." "Well, I can tell you have been beaten up good." Eddie said looking at Li'l D's beat up appearance. Tamika growls. "Nobody treats my friends that way except me! I'm the only one allowed to torture y'all!" she growled even more. "Boy Tamika, is that all you think about, torturing your own friends?" Madison asked. "You got a problem with 'dat?" Tamika demanded. "Yeah, friends don't torture friends." Kim said. "Yo guys, are we forgetting something?" Li'l D asked. "We still gotta find out where the squid took Zim and save him!" "But we don't even know where to start!" Kam said. "And besides, what would the squid want with Zim anyway?" GIR just sat there next to Madison drinking a slushy. Minimoose just squeaked. "I don't know, but I'll bet it's because it wants revenge on Zim for what he did to him. Anyway, the only one who can help us out is Sunny, so let's go pay him a visit." Lil'D said and everyone nods in agreement. "Come on GIR, Minimoose." Madison took their hands while going after their friends, off to Sunny's place. Later, when they get there, Li'l D rang the bell, but no answer. Li'l D tried again, but there was still no answer. Then he kept ringing the bell for a few seconds, but still noanswer. Then he began pounding and ringing at the same time for a few seconds. Unfortunately, no such luck. "Looks like he's not home." Philly Phil concluded. Li'l D tried to call him through the his cell phone, but he didn't answer. He tries again three times later, but still no response. "Ah man! How are we gonna save Zim if we don't even have Sunny to help us out?!" Li'l D demanded. "Well, I think the green guy can handle himself, so I suggest we forget about the whole thing!" Tamika said. "Tamika! How can you even think about such a thing?!" Madison scolded. "What?" Everyone looks at Tamika with dark looks on their faces (except Eddie, who didn't want part of this). Tamika sighted gruntly. "Oh fine. Then what are ya suggestions?" "Why can't we just break in?" Kim asked. "But that would be like burglary and we ain't burglars!" Kam said. "So, what then?" Eddie asked. GIR was just silent when his robot self from under the disguise, began to beep in the inside. The green puppy got up. "Something wrong GIR?" Madison asked. "Nature calls! Be right back!" GIR said and rushed into some bushes. Everyone looked and shrug as they continued about what to do to get in Sunny's house and use whatever he may have to locate the squid's hideout and save Zim. Meanwhile, in the middle of the bushes, GIR took his puppy mask-hood of, reviling his robot head. His antenna withdrew and his head open, thus a robot arm with a projector on it's end comes out. The projector the shows an image of Zim, being tortured of course. "Hi Master!" GIR greeted. "GIR, finally you answered!" Zim said while resisting the electricity. "Listen up, I am being held captive and tortured to death by the Hideous Mutant squid!" "OOOOOOOOOOOOH YEAAAAAAAAH!!" GIR said. "Cool Drummer told me, you were taken away by the squid and that you're now probably enjoying some sky cheese. I LIKE SKY CHEESE!!" "No GIR, I am not enjoying sky cheese, I am being tortured to death by the squid!" Zim said. "Now GIR, listen very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very…uh…carefully! My PAK is going to do some analysis about my location and sent them to your memory chip. Then you come rescue me at once!" "What about Happy Girl and our new friends?" GIR asked. "Can't they come along?" "GIR, uh…y-yeah! In fact, tell them that your dog monster instincts have figured out where I am, do you understand?" Zim asked while resisting the pain from the limb twister. "I really don't." GIR said dumbly. "Argh! Just bring them along for the rescue?" Zim ordered. "Do you hear me?" "Yes master!" GIR placed his hand over his forehead and his eyes turned red. "Okay, here comes my location! ARGH!!" Zim cried from the limb stretching, before his picture went off. GIR just stood there with his eyes red until the location of his master reached his memory chip. Then his eyes turned cyan blue again. "MASTER!!" GIR cheered as he placed the dog mask back on when out from the bushes to catch up with the Westley gang. "I could use my Electro Beam gun to break open the door!" Philly Phil said. "No way, then we would have to raise money for a new door!" Li'l D said. "MASTER!!" They heard and saw GIR jumping out from the woods and landing on Madison's arms. "Hi GIR, what's wrong?" Madison asked. "I KNOW! I KNOW WHERE MY MASTER IS!!" GIR screeched. "FOLLOW ME!!" "Wait a sec, how the heck do you know where Zim is?" Tamika demanded. "Uh, my doggy instincts, I think." GIR said. Everyone looked at each other and though. Yeah, that did pretty much sense, since dogs can recognise their master's and anyone else's smell. "Al'ight GIR, lead the way!" Li'l D ordered. "Okey Dokey!" GIR said and rushed down the road. "Look at me go! I'm doing it!" "Quick! Follow that dog!" Li'l D said as they followed the green puppy down the road, which became a long journey through Atlanta. "This reminds me of my last birthday party, when I went on a journey to find my real present!" Eddie said. "Just shut up and follow the green mutt rich boy!" Tamika demanded. **Song: UFO Ninja** _I will find you ninja style_ _(ooh)_ _(O)_ _(OoooHoo)_ _(O)_ _I am a ninja!_ _(Ooh)_ _(O)_ _UFO Ninja, Ooh!_ _I am a ninja, ooh!_ _UFO Ninja, Ooh!_ _I am a ninja, ooh!_ _UFO Ninja, Ooh!_ _(Techo/space music solo)_ _(ooho)_ _(oooho)_ _(ooho)_ _I am a Ninja, Ooh!_ _(Techno/Space music solo)_ **Song Ends** The Westley gang, GIR and Minimoose (dressed up as ninjas), jumped (or floated in Minimoose's case) down from a hill and they land on another, until they look at a building in the middle of nowhere. The kids take off their masks, while observing it. "This is where the squid took Zim to?" Kim asked. "Hey GIR, you sure this is the place?" Li'l D asked the lime green dog. "Meow!" GIR answered. "I'll take that as a 'I'm not sure'." Li'l D said in disbelief. "I believe you GIR!" Madison said, with her happy grin. "I like cupcakes!" GIR said randomly as he slid down the hill toward the building. "Well, come on, let's get this over with already!" Tamika snapped. With that, everyone slid down the hill, following the green dog toward the building. Went they reach it, they find two cyborgs guarding the entrance. "Cool! Cyborgs!" Philly Phil said. "Phil, now's not the time for fantasising!" Li'l D said. "Uh, right, we have to save Zim!" Philly Phil remembered. "So, how are we going o get past those guards?" Kam asked. "Can I borrow your cell phone?" GIR asked Madison. "Sure, why?" Madison asked, as she took her cell phone out from her dress pocket. "Oh, you'll see!" GIR said taking the cell from her hand. The green puppy dialled some numbers and waited until a man spoke on the other side: "Hello, Bloaty's Pizza Hog. Where to deliver I guess?" the man asked. "I want you to deliver a Large pepperoni to the military base of Atlanta. Oh, and some tacos too!" GIR whispered. "Right away, sir." The man said before he hung up. With a goofy smile, GIR gives the cell phone back to Madison. "Who were you calling?" Philly Phil asked. The kids hear the sound of a motorbike. They turn to see a guy wearing a pig hat riding a motorbike and stops by the cyborgs. The man brings out a large pizza box. "Bloaty's Pizza Hog!" the man said and he gets into a conversation with the cyborgs. "Whoa!" Kam said impressed. "Cyborgs eating pizza?" "Now there's something you don't see everyday!" Kim said. "Look, the path is clear! Let's go before they see us and remember, be quiet!" Li'l D whispered. "OKAY!" Madison yelled cheerfully, only to have the others slap their hands over her mouth. "What's the matter with you, be quiet!" Kim whispered harshly. "Sorry." Madison apologised, whispering. "Okay, let's go!" Li'l D whispered and they all tippy-toed passed the cyborgs and the pizza man. They were finally inside the building and off to find and save Zim from the squid, but little do they know that the green guy isn't the only one in trouble. A/N: Oh, cliffhanger! If you wanna see what happens next, R&R, and I will update soon the next chapter of **INVADER 3000**!! 11. End of the squid A/N: I do not own Class of 3000 or Invader Zim. **INVADER 3000** **End of the squid** The Westley gang were all tippy toeing through the halls of the base, without being spotted by any Cyborgs or worse, the squid. Suddenly, Madison noticed something wrong. "Hey! Where GIR go?" Madison looked around for the green puppy. "It's right over there." Kam pointed and they looked to see GIR walking up to them, holding a bag of tacos. "Oh hi guys, just went to get tacos." GIR said gobbling up a taco. "You, cute little hungry fido, you." Madison giggled as she picked him up and held him under her arms. "If you two are done, we have a friend in need!" Kam said. "I know, save Zim and stuff, ditto!" Madison said. "Be quiet!" Li'l D whispered as some cyborgs walked by and the group hid under the shadows. When they were gone, the Westley gang carried on while the coast was clear. As they tippy toed through the hallway, they heard someone screaming, but it didn't sounded like Zim, it sounded like a man and it was coming from behind a door. "YO! I'M SURE WE CAN WORK THIS OUT! AAAAAH!! GUESS NOT!!" "That voice…" Li'l D though. "It can't be!" Li'l D kicks the door open and gasped in shock. The rest of the group came and gasped in shock too. They see the Superhero (Sunny), being tortured by a machine. "Y'ALL! MAKE IT STOP!!" he yelled in pain. "Allow me!" Philly Phil rushed to the machine and rips it's cables off, killing it and saving Sunny in the process. "Thank you citizens." Sunny said. "You have my honour!" "No problem!" Phil said. "Yeah, no problem Sunny!" Madison grinned happily. "Sunny?" the others wondered. "Um, sorry my youngster, but you must be mistaking me for someone else." Sunny said, trying to maintain his superhero identity. "WHEEEEEEE!!" suddenly GIR jumped on him with a screech. "HEY! GET OFF ME!!" Sunny tried to pull GIR off him, only to have the green doggy to rip his mask off, revealing his true face. Everyone gasped in shock and surprise when they saw his face. "Sunny?! Is that really you?!" Li'l D asked in shock. "HA! I told you!" Madison said to Kim. "Aw man, you caught me!" Sunny said in disappointment to himself. "Wow, how come I never thought that Sunny was a superhero?" Eddie asked. "You ain't the only one confused here." Tamika confessed. "Sunny, how come you never told us you were the superhero?" Li'l D demanded. "Because a superhero never reveals his true identity." Sunny explained and Li'l D fell over, anime style. "And it's a long story about how I become one, I'll explain it to you when we get out of here." "Yeah, but first, we gotta save Zim!" Li'l D said. Suddenly, they heard a roaring sound. Everyone turned around to see- "THE SQUID!!" the kids freaked out. "Stand back kids, let me handle this!" Sunny said and flew toward the squid. "Be careful!" Li'l D said. "Squeak!" Minimoose said. Sunny and the squid engaged in battle. The mutant throws it's tentacles at him, but Sunny grabbed them and throws them right at the monster's face, sending it backward toward a wall. Furious, the squid sent out a roar, then the cyborgs came in and attack the Westley kids. "OH NO!" Sunny tried to help them but the squid held him back as they started fighting each other through the hallways. Meanwhile, Li'l D jumped on a cyborg and used it's head for drum practice with his drumsticks. The beating was too much, it ended up hotwiring it's brain circuits and fall on the floor. Tamika dodges a punch from a cyborg, grabs it's arm and rips it off. The though girl then uses the robot arm to bash every cyborg she encountered. "Wakka, wakka, wakka, wakka, wakka, wakka!" Eddie kept running from the cyborgs, until Phil used a device on the cyborgs to hotwire their circuits and Tamika bashed some. "Whew, thanks guys, especially you Tamika." Eddie said with a dreamy look at Tamika. "Don't push it pal!" Tamika threatened him with the robot arm. Minimoose squeaks as he brings out laser guns that came out from the end of the points of his horns and gets ready o fire at them. Unfortunately, the guns malfunctioned and blew up. The cyborgs then punch Minimoose onto a wall, but bounced off from it with a squeak and then crashed on to a cyborg, sending it flying backwards on to a wall. A Cyborg approached at Madison and the twins, who backed into a corner and shacking like leafs, suddenly, as the cyborg was about to do something bad to them… "WHEEEEE!!" GIR jumped on the cyborg's head, confusing it. "YO HEAD SMELLS LIKE TURKEY!!" the cyborg tried to get him off. "WAY TO GO GIR!" Madison cheered. "I LIKE TURKEY!!" GIR said still holding on the cyborg, who was hopelessly trying to get him off him. "Dude, what kind of dog is he!?" Kam whined. "Save that for later, 'cause HERE COMES MORE!!" Kim shouted as she pointed at two more cyborgs charging up to them and they run. Meanwhile, Sunny was struggling to get himself free from the squid's tentacle grip. With all his strength, he broke free and gave a powerful push that, caused the squid to fly backwards and crash through a wall, leaving a huge hole on it. "WHAT THE!?" Sunny heard Zim's voice from the other side. He flies over to the hole, he looks through it and sees that the squid had been thrown on the torture device that was torturing Zim, who was on the floor in a bad state: brown bruises on his green skin, messy hair and his clothes are a little ragged. "The horror, the horror, the horror!" Zim moaned on the floor. Sunny came to help him up. "It's okay Zim, I'm here to help you." He said helping Zim up. "Mr. Bridges? What are you doing here?" Zim asked, when the squid began to regain conscious. "Excuse me." Sunny said and grabbed the squid by it's tentacles. "Okay squid, let's settle this once and for all!" Sunny gives the squid the old spin and release trick and the squid is sent flying out from the building and into the sun, where the squid burned and died. Back in the building. "Now to save our class!" Sunny said flying out from the room. "How the heck does he do that?!" Zim wondered as he followed Sunny. Back with the Westley kids, Li'l D was still hotwiring the cyborgs by using their heads for drum practice, Tamika was still using the robot arm to bash them and Philly Phil was still using his device to hotwire them, Eddie was still running from them, Madison kept distracting them with GIR's help, Kim and Kam took them on as a double team, and Minimoose was still bouncing from the walls onto the cyborgs. "Man, no matter how many we take out, they just keep on coming!" Li'l D said still holding his drumsticks, ready to hotwire another cyborg. "But how can we get rid of them all?" Tamika demanded as she bashed another cyborg with the robot arm. "YAAAAY, I'M GONNA BE SICK!!" GIR cheered as he vomits on a cyborg's face, driving it nuts until it crashes onto a wall, but not before GIR jumped back to Madison's arms. "You okay GIR?" Madison asked concerned. "I LIKE COOKIE!" GIR screeched dumbly. "I'll take that as a 'yes'!" Madison smiled. Sunny then flies in. "Did somebody call for a hero?" he asked. "Hey Sunny! Perfect Timing!" Li'l D said as he finished hotwiring another cyborg. "Alright, you little cybernetic troublemakers, your troublesome days are over!" Sunny said in a heroic tone and charged at the cyborgs, trashing them and leaving them all in a pile of junk, while the Westley kids watched in awe. Sunny then turns to his students "Now let's get out of here before more show up!" "But what about Zim?" Philly Phil asked. "DON'T MAKE ME USE THIS I'LL DO IT!!" Sunny and his students heard Zim's voice and saw some electricity flying past the door. They all look to see Zim holding his Stff of Doom and standing on a pile of scrapped cyborgs. "Now you know what happens when you mess with Zim!" he shouted at the pile. "ZIM!" the alien turns to see the Westley kids happy to see him, well almost. "Hi Master!" GIR greeted. "Squeak!" Minimoose greeted as well. "You okay man?" Li'l D asked. "Do not worry, it's not like something as pathetic as torture device could finish Zim off." Zim said with a nervous grin. "Hi Master!" GIR greeted. "Yeah." Li'l D said. "Well, let's get out here guys!" "I'm with you there; I've had it with this god-damn place!" Tamika said. "Me too!" Eddie said. "Well, my work here is done, I should be going now." Sunny said. "Bye and stay out of trouble!" "Hey Sunny wait!" Lil'D shouted. "You didn't tell us how you became the superhero!" "It's a long story, I'll tell you some other time." Sunny said before flying away. "Weird day." Eddie said. "Meh, about average." Philly Phil said. "Come on, let's get out of this joint." Li'l D said and they all walked out from the building and back to A-town. Meanwhile, Lim kept looking at Zim trying to figure out why is he suspicious and has been whispering with Kam about it. Kam however couldn't see what was suspicious about him, he only find his as a weird-o and manic one too. Minimoose overheard this and remained silent about it until they could be out of sight. Once, they got back in Atlanta, they had all decided to go home and rest after this adventure. All the kids were practicing on their instruments for the big event. However, at Zim's house, in the underground laboratory, Zim (without his disguise), was working on his evil plan to take over Earth and it involved his trumpet, behind him GIR (without his puppy disguise) and Minimoose were playing. "Well, now that that horrible squid is finally out of the way, I can finally work in peace on my latest plan to conquer this planet of filth!" Zim said sinisterly as he worked on his latest plan. "I miss Happy Girl." GIR sighted in boredom. "Well, 'Happy Girl' can wait GIR, now let me work in peace!" Zim said, still working. "Squeak!" Minimoose called Zim. "What is it Minimoose?" Zim asked in annoyance. "Squeak!" Minimoose explained and Zim's eyes became wide open. "What!? One of the filths suspects of me? WHO?" Zim demanded. "WAIT! I think I know who it has to be!" (Flashback) Kim was standing in front of Zim, with a suspicious look on her face, while Zim glared at her because of the paper thing. "Listen Zim, why do you say you're a normal human being, if we can clearly see that you are one?" Kim asked. "Listen Ki-ME, you just keep quiet about that, ooooooor, there's going to be trouble!" Zim said. "Okay Zim, but be careful, I'll be watching you!" Kim warned before she walked away. (End Flashback) "Oh boy, if Ki-ME finds out that I am actually an Irken invader, then I will not have just one, but TWO humans hunting me down!" Zim said. "Squeak!" Minimoose said. "You are right Minimoose, she still hasn't figured it out yet, so I just have to keep a low profile when I am around humans and carry out my mission." Zim said. "Plus, if HE was here, we would all be in trouble and our mission would be in jeopardy!" "That's okay, it's not like any of your plans have ever succeeded!" GIR said. "Well that was then and this is now GIR, because, as long as we keep pretending to be friends with D human and his playmates, and HE doesn't show up, the mission will be safe." Zim said and turns back to his trumpet. "Since the humans are so attracted to music, I have decided to use my trumpet to mind control the humans by play it's music!" "Um, Zim?" Zim's computer spoke up. "I hate to object but, that plan of yours won't work on people who understand the true spirit of music." "Oh shut up, you are just a computer!" Zim said. "(sigh) Okay, but don't say I never warned you." The computer said. A/N: Uh oh, Zim is still planning to take over the Earth! How will the Westley gang figure it out? And who is this 'he' he speaks of? Find out in the next chapter of **INVADER 3000**!! R&R, please. 12. Attack of the zombie morons A/N: I do not own Class of 3000 or Invader Zim. **INVADER 3000** **Attack of the**** zombie morons** Next day it was Sunday. Zim was now just putting the finishing touches to the upgrades for his trumpet. When he was finally done, he let out a maniacal laughter. "Finally, with this trumpet, I shall finally have the entire human race, bowing at my feet!" Zim said sinisterly. "But master, that will only work on people who can't play instruments." Zim's computer warned. "Silence! I am not paying you for contradicting me!" Zim yelled at his computer. "Fine, but I'm telling you, it will fail!" Zim's computer said. "I assure you that this time, nothing will go wrong!" Zim said confidently. "GIR! Report to lab immediately!" But GIR didn't respond. Zim was now getting angry. **A red vein sticks out from his forehead** "GIR, don't tell me you left because of that pitiful human girl again!" Zim growled in anger. At Philly Phil's house… Yep, it's true, GIR (in his puppy disguise) had left because of Madison. At this moment, the robot puppy and Madison were with Lil'D and the gang, helping Philly Phil building the band stage. GIR was making waffles for the food part. "These waffles are great!" Philly Phil said taking a bite. "What's in them?" "There's waffles in them!" GIR said. Everyone laughs, except Tamika, Kim and Kam. Tamika, because she has no sense of humour for a dumb green dog that can talk, Kim because she was still wondering what were Zim and GIR's true motions and Kam because he was trying to figure out what kind of dog is he. Back at Zim's house… "Ah, I'll deal with that childish robot later, now for world conquest!" Zim said walking over to an elevator that took him up to a small room with lot's of microphones. "And now, the reign of Invader Zim begins!" he said as he starts playing his trumpet at the microphones. **Song: Invader Zim theme (trumpet version)** Outside, on the roof on Zim's house, the antenna was spreading out sound waves, whish were defiantly Zim's trumpet song. As the waves passed over the people, they all became zombie like and started saying: "Yes Master, I will obey.". And they all kept saying that and walking around like zombies. The waves began to spread through the entire city all acting like zombies and saying "Yes Master, I will obey." However, a few people weren't affected by the waves, like Sunny Bridges, who was on a date with Mrs. Lopez and put on the ear plugs on her ears when he saw what was going on; Cheeder Man, who was still ripping off some people, who had also become zombie like; Jan the janitor, Momo, the Beast and of course the Westley kids. "What's that song?!" They all asked. After they said that, the song faded until they couldn't hear it anymore. "That was weird." Kam said. "Yeah, who was playing a trumpet?" Kim asked. "Well don't look at me, I know I can play a trumpet but I wasn't playing it right now!" Eddie said honestly. "Then who was playing it?" Philly Phil asked. Suddenly, the door swung open and Philly Phil's parents appeared at the door, with zombie like faces. Of course, they were affected by the trumpet song waves. "Mom, Dad! Did you hear a trumpet song?" Philly Phil asked. "Wait! Something's wrong!" Kim said indicating their zombie like appearance. "Uh, did you give them anything to eat that made them like this Phil?" Li'l D asked the techno geek. "Uh, I don't know." Philly Phil said. Unbeknownst to them, Zim was watching them through the monitor with an evil grin. "Fools! They have no idea that they are now under my control!" Zim laughed sinisterly and played his trumpet. Back in Phil's house, Phil's parents then started walking in zombie steps toward them, frightening the Westley kids. Kim and Kam were embracing each other; Madison embraces GIR who was still chewing a waffle, while the rest just shivered. "Attack, wormbabies." Phil's parents went on and on as they approached them. "Mom, dad, cut it out, your freaking me out!" Phil tried to talk to them, but they just kept approaching them. "Hey come on, it's me, Philly Phil, your son!" "Attack, WORMBABIES!!" Phil's parents leaped toward them, and they all scream. Suddenly Tamika slammed them (Philly Phil's parents) with a chair, knocking them out. "Tamika! Did you have to be so brute?!" Philly Phil demanded. "Are ya kiddin'?! Yo parents were freaking me out!" Tamika said. "And the rest of us too!" Madison added while the others nodded in agreement and GIR let out a squeal. "Yeah, now come on, let's get out of here before they wake up!" Li'l D suggested and they ran out of the house. "Mom, Dad, I'm sorry!" Phil mumbled before he got out. But once they got out, the Westley kids saw and watched as the people of Atlanta, all zombie like, and trashing the entire city. They all kept saying: "Destroy city!" over and over. "Cooool! Zombie people!" GIR said, then in his mind. 'Master must be at work.' "What's going on here?!" Li'l D demanded. "Everybody's just trashing the whole place up!" "They seem to be like under mind control!" Philly Phil said. "I can't find another clear explanation!" "Never mind that, just how do you snap 'em out of it?!" Tamika demanded. "And where did that trumpet song come from?" Kim asked. "Do you think the trumpet song has something to do about this?" Eddie asked. "I'm sure we'll find out about it, somehow." Li'l D said. Back at Zim's house, the green alien watched them with an icy glare. "So, they want to find out the source of my song huh? I will make sure that will never happen!" Zim said as he started playing his trumpet. Back with the Westley kids, they noticed that the zombie people have all turned to them with death glares, whish made them a little nervous. "Please tell me they are not looking at us." Eddie gulped. "Destroy wormbabies!" the people said. "Sorry Eddie, but they ARE looking at us." Kam said. "So what now guys?" Madison asked. "Destroy WORMBABIES!!" the people cried as they charge at the Westley kids. "RUUUUUUUN!!" Li'l D cried out and he and the Westley kids run for their lives away from the people, who chased them. As they kept running, the people grabbed everything they find in the way and starts throwing them at the Westley kids. "HEADS UP!" Li'l D cried as he dodged an incoming pipe. Philly Phil saw an incoming chair, but he ducked and the chair broke to pieces as it fell on the solid ground. Tamika grabbed an incoming tire, but she grabbed it and threw it back at them. Eddie merely dodged an incoming umbrella, Kim and Kam just kept dodging stuff and Madison kept holding GIR as she dodges stuff. "Aw, zombie people want to play!" GIR said with a cute face. "Um, I know I may be ditzy, but-" "THESE GUYS ARE TRYING TO KILL US!!" Tamika yelled, completing Madison's phrase for her. "Yeah, so just keep running!" Kim cried as she dodges an incoming table. Back with Zim, the green alien kept laughing at the scene. "This is so rich!" Zim laughed and holds his ribs. "But now, to put an end to these wormbabies!" "But master, what about GIR?" Zim's computer asked. "Be quiet, I won't tell them to attack him." Zim said playing his trumpet. Back with the Wesley kids, they slow for a stop as they find another group of zombie people charging up to them. "This way!" Kam points at an alley and they run for it as the two groups crash on to each other, knocking themselves out. Back with Zim, he was peeved that they escaped, but grinned. "Ha, if they think they are safe yet their wrong!" Zim laughed maniacally. The Westley kids who reached the other end of the alley look behind and see the people knocked out. Then they walk away into an abandoned building. "Man, that sure was a close one!" Li'l D said. "Thanks Kam, we own you one." "No problem." Kam said. "Whatever." Kim looked away with her arms crossed. "Jealous?" Kam mocked her sister, who just huffed. "Well, I see you already know the situation." Sunny Bridges followed by a few people appeared out from another room. "Sunny?" Li'l D asked. "And Cheeder Man himself!" Cheeder stepped forward. "And a whole lot more." Sunny said indicating Mrs. Lopez, Momo, The Beast and Jan. "Raah rah!" the Beast greeted Tamika. "Oh hey." Tamika greeted a little shy, even though she knew that the Beast had a lot of girlfriends, but the look on her face made Eddie a little uncomfortable. "Sunny what's going on? Philly Phil's parents and the whole gang of Atlanta are all zombie like and all the sudden, they are out to get us!" Li'l D said. "We know what is going on, ya, the people of Atlanta have gone totally psycho, ya!" Jan said. "Say, where is your friend Zim?" Lopez asked. "Don't know, we haven't seen him all day." Li'l D said. "GIR, what is your master doing?" Madison asked. "Master got allergies." GIR made up. "So he has to stay at home and eat lots of waffles of sky cheese and nuts to get better!" Everyone gave GIR a weird look about what he just said, before they got back to the main subject. "But, what could have caused them to act like this?" Kam asked. "If I am correct, I think that trumpet song from before is responsible for this." Sunny said. "Trumpet song?" Kim wondered. "Oh yeah, the same one we heard back at my house!" Philly Phil said. "Hey hold up! If it was the trumpet song, then why weren't we affected too?" Li'l D asked. "If I am correct, I believe it's because it only works on people who can't play an instrument, like the lot of us." Sunny suggested. "Yeah? Then what about Mrs. Lopez, she's a dance teacher!" Tamika demanded. "I was able to give her ear plugs when I noticed all the people getting zombified by the trumpet song." Sunny said. "I could have also done it on other people, but I was too late." "But, who could have done such a horrible thing to those poor innocent lives?" Kam asked. "Whoever is behind this is pure evil!" Kim said. "But who in the world is like that?" Madison asked. Everyone remained silent until Eddie spoke up. "So, how do we get them back to normal?" "Simple, somebody just gotta play a trumpet song, in reverse." Sunny said. "And that should simply knock them out of it, but for that, we just need to do some adjustments to the trumpet." "I can do that!" Philly Phil volunteered. "Then it's settled, we play the trumpet song in reverse and get those guys back to normal!" Li'l D said. "Right!" Sunny said. "So let's do this!" Back with Zim, the alien kept searching for the Westley kids, but no such luck. He was getting ticked off. "Where are they!?" Zim demanded. "And GIR shouldn't even be with them!" "Well, it seems that GIR and Madison have become fast friends and that's why they seem inseparable from each other to you." Zim's computer said. "I can see that!" Zim said. "Well, since that pitiful earth girl means so much to him, I guess I have no choice but to spear her life, now, enough chit-chat!" Zim continues to play his trumpet to order the people of Atlanta to search for the Westley kids. "Um, Zim." The computer said. "What?!" Zim asked annoyed. "I am afraid that your classmates weren't the only one unaffected by your song." Zim's computer said. "Huh?" Zim demanded before he looked at the monitor and spotted the Westley kids and GIR with Sunny, Lopez, Momo, the Beast, Cheeder Man and Jan, all on top of a building. Zim also noticed that Eddie was in front of a bunch of microphones and an antenna. "What the?! What are they doing!?" Zim demanded. Back with the Westley gang, they were all preparing to bring the people of Atlanta back to normal, by playing the trumpet song in reverse. "Status report?" Sunny asked. "All systems lookin' good!" Philly Phil said looking at the energy meters. "Volume is at max!" Kim said working on the sound adjustments. "Ready to play the song!" Eddie said ready to play his trumpet. "Alright then, let's crack this thang up!" Sunny ordered. And with that, Eddie starts playing with his trumpet the same song that Zim played, but in reverse. The waves come out from the antenna, spreading out through the entire city and as the zombie people hear it, they all change back to normal. "It's working! Keep it up y'all!" Li'l D said as he and the others watched the whole scenery. "Hoo ho oh ooh!" Momo said. "Ya said it ma friend!" Li'l D said to his gorilla friend. With Zim, the alien couldn't believe his eyes. "NO! They are ruining my plan, something must be done!" Zim panicked. "That's it! I'll play against him!" Zim starts playing his trumpet and the antenna of his house starts spreading music waves around the city, turning them back into zombies. Our heroes noticed this and Lila Lopez had quickly put on her ear plugs. "Hey! The trumpet song from before is back ya!" Jan said. "And it's turning them back into zombies!" Kam added. "Come on Eddie!" Li'l D said. Eddie continues playing his trumpet as it gets into a sound struggle between his and Zim's music. Everyone kept cheering for Eddie, as he continued struggling against the song that was causing the people to become zombies. Zim was playing hard but as 1 minute passed, all that playing was starting to make him lose breath; Eddie was feeling the same too. And GIR was standing on the ground, dancing like a monkey and Madison giggled at this. "Warning! Warning! System malfunctions!" Zim's computer announced as the machines around Zim began to hotwire, with electricity and smoke all around. Zim stops playing and panics. "OH NO!!" the alien quickly pushes a button activating the elevator, taking him out of that room before it exploded. "AAAAAAH!!" Zim was blown away from it as he got out of the elevator back into his lab. Back with the Westley gang, Eddie continued playing his trumpet until all of Atlanta was finally free from Zim's control. The rich kid catches breath when he was done and fell back, but Sunny catches him before he hit the floor. "Ya did great Eddie, thanks to you, Atlanta is saved." Sunny said, helping Eddie to get on his feet. "Alright Eddie!" Li'l D cheered. "Yay! Way to go Eddie!" Madison cheered. "Oh yeah! You tha man Eddie!" Cheeder Man said. "Yeah, not bad." Tamika said not to joyful. "Oh yeah, master is gonna flip." GIR whispered to himself. "But we still haven't figured out who was behind this!" Kim said. "So what, Atlanta is safe and that's all that matters." Li'l D said. "Besides, if he strikes again, we'll find out who it is." "Yeah, okay." Kim said. "Well, I think you guys better go on with the band stage thing without me, I'm just too tiered after all that." Eddie said exhausted. "Aw don't sweat it pal, we understand." Li'l D said. "Yeah, being a hero is big responsibility!" Madison said. "Come on, let's get out of here." Sunny said and everyone agreed as they all took the steps down, out of the building. Later that day, Eddie was sent back to his house to rest after that little trumpet battle, while the Westley kids went back to the Super Band Stage construction. Sunny and Lopez continued their date, Cheeder Man continued ripping people off, Momo went back to the zoo and Jan and the Beast went back to whatever it was they were doing. That night, GIR returned home and found Zim sitting on the couch moaning. "Guess the trumpet plan didn't work huh master?" GIR asked. "Yeah…" Zim said. "Oh well, I guess it was just a wasted effort anyway, now I just need a new plan." "Wanna watch the Angry Monkey show?" GIR asked. "Whatever…" Zim moaned. GIR sits on the couch, turns the TV on with his remote a Monkey with an angry look on his face appears on the screen. Minimoose floated over to GIR to also watch the show. "I love this show!" GIR said and Minimoose squeaked. A/N: Well, that was an exciting chapter now wasn't it? Still, how are they going to figure out that Zim was the one behind the trumpet song, turning everyone into zombies? What will be Zim's next plan? And we still don't know who this 'he' is! All answers shall be reviled in the next chapter of **INVADER 3000**!! Until then, R&R, please. 13. Doom for sale A/N: I do not own Class of 3000 or Invader Zim **INVADER 3000** **Doom for sale** Next day, it was Monday, and right now, the Westley school of Performing Arts is holding a fair to raise money for the damage caused by the squid. The Wesley kids walk in holding boxes full of stuff that they will have to sale. "Ah, children, it is fantastic to see that you have brought some things for sale, in order to fix the damage caused by the horrible squid." Luna said. "No prob Principal Luna." Li'l D said. "We're just glad that that freaky squid is not gonna bother us anymore." Tamika said. "Yes,m the way how your green friend defeated that monster was most fantastic!" Luna commented. "Speaking of which, where is he?" "Zim? GIR said that his got allergies." Madison explained. "GIR? Who is this GIR?" Luna asked. "Oh, GIR is Zim's cutie of a talking green puppy!" Madison grinned happily. "Oh, I see, I remember Zim coming to my home in search for you and his dog!" Luna said remembering his last Saturday morning. "Well, I just hope he recovers soon." That's when they hear someone yelling through the crowd. "GET OUT OF THE WAY! MOVE IT! MOVE IT! OUT OF THE WAY! MOVE!" When that person broke free from the crowd, it reviled to be Zim. "Hey! It's Zim!" Philly Phil exclaimed. "So it is." Tamika said. Zim walks over to them panting. "Sorry I'm late fellow earth friends." He said. "But when I got to the school building, I didn't know about this…sale…thing…until the janitor guy told me about." "Oh, do not worry about it, the important thing is you showed up at all." Luna said. "Wait a minute, Zim, your dog told us that you had allergies!" Kim said in suspicion. "Huh?" Zim asked. "Oh, yeah! Those waffles of sky cheese and nuts really did the trick!" Kim eyed in suspicion, but decided to let it go just for now. "Say um, what is all this…fair, all about?" Zim asked. "We are trying to raise money for the school damage that the squid caused." Kam explained. "And speaking of which, the way how you defeated it was most fantastic!" Luna said. "Um, no comment." Zim said. The green guy though there was no need to say that the squid had survived, because it was later sent into the sun by Sunny, who was in fact the superhero. "Anyhow, D human, I know that you and everyone else have been working on the super…band…stage thing, and I, well…I apologise for not being present." Zim said. "Oh, 'kay, then you will help us out after this?" Li'l D asked. "Yes, well, it's like that earth phrase, 'what are friends for?'." Zim said. "Then it's settled." Li'l D said. "Come on, I'll show you around." As time passes, Li'l D and Zim were walking through the fair watching the sales. As they went on, they stopped by Cheeder Man's car. "Heya Li'l D! How's you little man?" Cheeder asked. "Same as any other day." Li'l D said. "And I'm also showing Zim around." "Oh, hey there green guy!" Cheeder greeted Zim. "So yo the new kid in Sunny's class?" "That is correct. I AM ZIM!!" Zim yelled. "Well, I'm Cheeder Man and here to sell some of my awesome stuff!" Cheeder said and brings a hand full of old tooth brushes. "Here, wanna buy a Mr. Bristle action figure?" "You think I'm stupid!? Those are used tooth brushes ya stupid earth monkey!" Zim growled in pure fury. **A blue vein sticks out from his head** "Okay then; how about some of my movies?" Cheeder showed the back of his car full of movies, in which of course he starred in them. "Still making movies in where you star in?" Li'l D raised his eye brow while looking at the movies. "Listen Cheeder, we gotta bail, so see ya 'round!" "'Kay, see ya!" Cheeder said as Li'l D and Zim walked away. "Fithy human, giving me used earth junk will he!?" Zim was still growling. "Will you relax man?" Li'l D asked. "So Cheeder Man asked you to buy some stupid tooth brushes, you could have just simply said 'no thanks'." "Yes, it's just…uh…ah, never mind, let's just carry on shall we?" Zim asked. "You're so weird." Li'l D commented as they carried on. While visiting a fashion sale, Kim was still eyeing Zim suspiciously. 'That kid is so weird and I have a feeling that he is hiding something, but, what?' she thought. Meanwhile, as Madison had just walked away from a sale about cookies, she then noticed something black moving by. "What was that?" she asked as she tried to follow it, when she noticed it was heading for the record sale, where Li'l D and Zim were. "So, these black disks are what you used to record music huh?" Zim asked looking at the records. "They're called records, they are old fashioned." Li'l D said when he all the sudden he felt like something rushed by. "Huh?" "Hm?" Zim also felt it. "What? WHO GOES THERE!?" "Would you chill?" Li'l D asked getting annoyed. "Hey Li'l D! Zim!" Madison called out as she walked over to them. "You guys haven't see anything black passing by have you?" "Nope, but I did feel a rush of air passing by." Li'l D said. "Well…" Madison then looked noticed something behind the young drummer. "Look! A kitty!" Li'l D and Zim look at where Madison was looking and on top of a garbage can was a black cat with pointy ears and red glowing eyes. It seemed to be looking at Zim with an icy glare. Zim's eyes suddenly became wide and his pupils shrunk to the size of peas as he looked carefully at the cat. "MIMI??" Zim cried, freaked out. "Mimi?" Li'l D gave Zim a weird look. "You know that cat Zim?" "Huh? Uh no, sorry, must have mistaken it." Zim said wiping the sweat on his head. Li'l D raised his eye brow. "Oookay, whatever." He said and then looks at Madison who was now holding the cat in her arms, cuddling it. "Oooh, so cute!" Madison said happily. "I gotta show you to the others!" she quickly rushed down the fair, while Lil'D followed, with a still shocked and freaked out Zim behind. Soon after, Madison had showed the cat to everyone. Kim and Tamika looked a little freaked out because of those red eyes, Kam, unlike with GIR, recognised it as a black cat. Eddie thought it would go well with Tamika, mush to her freaked out state, and Philly Phil though it looked cool with the red eyes. Suddenly, the black cat hoped from Madison's arms and ran away in black streak. "Hey wait up! I still haven't showed you to Sunny!" the happy girl called out, but it disappeared. Kim then notices Zim with a shocked and freaked out look. "Uh, are you okay Zim?" she asked in suspicion. "Huh?" Zim looks at Kim. "Uh, yes, I am okay Ki-ME, mind your own business." "Are you sure, cause you look, I don't know, freaked out." Kim said. "He, your not the only one curious." Li'l D said. "When Zim saw it, he suddenly cried out 'Mimi', as if he new it." "Mimi?" The others wondered. "Hey!" Zim yelled. "I said I have mistaken!" "Hey guys! It's Sunny!" Eddie called as he saw Sunny walked over to them, carrying some boxes. "What's up y'all?" Sunny greeted them. "Hey Sunny, what do you bring this time?" Li'l D asked as he and the rest rushed over to the boxes that Sunny was carrying, except Zim who just walked over. "Just some other old things of mine, that were occupying space in my place." Sunny explained when he noticed Zim's look. "What's wrong Zim?" "Nothing." Zim quickly said. "Zim saw a black cat!" Madison explained. "SILENCE HAPPY MADISON HUMAN!!" Zim yelled at her. "A black cat? What's so scary about a black cat?" Sunny asked. "Uh, just forget about it, Zim is fine now." Zim quickly said. "Okay then." Sunny said raising his eyebrow. As time passes, the fair was over and they had just enough money to repair the damage. At the end of the afternoon, Everyone was now walking to Philly Phil's place a build the super band stage. Along the way, Zim was still freaked out about the black cat. 'How can it be possible?! 'She' can't possibly be still alive and hidden somewhere around here! Can she?" Zim continued to think agitated. "Is the green guy okay?" Tamika asked looking at Zim's freaked out look. "Hey Zim!" Li'l D hit gently his elbow on Zim's shoulder. "Huh? What?" Zim asked as he snapped out from his thoughts. "Ya sure you are okay?" Lil'D asked still raising his eyebrow. "Y-yes, D human, I was just thinking…about…earth things!" Zim quickly said. "Uh, 'kay." Li'l D said still raising his eyebrow. A/N: Uh oh, who could be that cat that Zim is so freaked out about? And this 'she', could it be it owner? Just who is she? Can any of you readers guess? Find out in the next chapter of **INVADER 3000**!! R&R, please. 14. Tak: the hideous new Eastley girl A/N: I do not own Class of 3000 or Invader Zim. **INVADER 3000** **Tak: The hideous new Eastley girl** As soon as the gang entered Philly Phil's garage, they found on the yet incomplete super band stage a dish full of mashed potatoes and muffins and something lime green and with black legs had deep itself in it and a certain rubber moose floating next to it. Zim and Madison quickly recognised it. "GIR! GET UP! What are you doing!?" Zim demanded as the green puppy poked his head out from the food. "I made mashed potatos!" GIR said happily. "Yes, and muffins." Zim said looking at the dish as Madison walked over to pick up the green puppy, hugging it. "Hey GIR, if you don't mind." Philly Phil grabbed the dish and was about to gobble up the mashed potatoes and muffins. "Wait Phil!" Li'l D stopped Phil from eating. "We can use these for the stage." "Oh, right!" Phil said. "Well, what we waitin' for let's get this thing done already!" Tamika said impatient. The time passes as everyone (wearing lab coats and goggles) is working on the band stage. As they carry on, Li'l D, who was working with Philly Phil, watches how everyone was doing: Madison and GIR appeared to be cooperative each other, since they were already good friends; Kam appeared to be working in peace with Minimoose next to him, since the moose didn't speak much. Eddie was still flirting a little with Tamika, much to her dismay; Kim was still eyeing suspiciously to Zim, who was barely cooperating with them. 'How can it be? Just how can it be?' Zim thought as he was still freaked out about the black cat earlier. 'Just how is she still alive? And what would she be doing here? Except for the fact that she wants to rip my squiggly-spooch with her bare claws? Urgh! Knocking it off Zim! You are starting to became paranoid like 'him'!' Out from the corner of his eye he noticed some of the Westley kids looking at him with weird looks on their faces while Kim's was more of suspicion. Yet, the disguised irken ignored this as he carried on: 'Yes, be strong Zim, you are an irken invader entrusted by his leaders, the Almighty Tallest, to conquer this planet of filthy monkeys! And if 'she' is here, I'll just show her that this planet is MINE for the taking not hers! I will conquer this planet of filth and annoyance!' "Hey Zim! Snap out of it man!" Zim was snapped from his thoughts as he felt something hit hard on his cheek. "OUCH!" Zim cried and looked to see the Westley kids steering at him with weird looks on their faces. In front of him was Lil'D holding a lethal glove. "What? WHY DID YOU HIT ME!?" Zim demanded angrily as he was holding his red cheek. "You were out of it man!" Li'l D explained. "If I hadn't snapped you out, you would have ended up bring this whole thing down!" To make his point, Li'l D pointed and Zim saw his black boot wearing foot on the stage. He was probably kicking it while he was still in thought. Zim quickly stepped back. "F-forgive me D human, Zim was just, uh, thinking…about…Earth things!" Zim said smiling nervously. Li'l D raised his eyebrow again. "Uuuh, oookay…just don't let it happen again!" he warned. "O-of course." Zim said looking innocent. As they carried on working, they were unaware that the same black cat from the fair was watching them from the window. About 20 minutes later, they had finally finished building the super band stage. "Whew, well guys, it's finally finished." Philly Phil said. "Yep." Li'l D said. "Well after all this hard work I sure could use a rest." Eddie said. "Yeah me too." The others agreed. "He, he, yeah." Zim said. "Well, it's been fun working you but um, I promised my parents I'd be home early." "'Kay, we also have to go." Li'l D said. And with that, everyone said good bye to Philly Phil and everyone left to their respective houses. At Zim's house, the irken was still feeling paranoid about the cat and the owner, so he rushed for his lab's computer and started making a full search of Atlanta through his monitors. Behind him were GIR and Minimoose playing. "I need to make a search of the city and make sure that she isn't around, suppose I can't be too careful." Zim said looking at his monitors. "Why you so paranoid Master?" GIR asked. "Well GIR, I believe I saw Mimi at the school's fair." Zim explained. "So I am making a full search of the city in order to find out if 'she' is here or not." "Ooooh." GIR said. "HEY MINIMOOOSE! MASTER'S GIRLFRIEND IS IN TOWN!!" "Squeak!" Minimoose said. "GIR, 'she' is **NOT** my girlfriend! She's my enemy and wants to rip my squiggly spooch with her bare claws!" Zim reminded him. "And take this planet from you." GIR added while Minimoose squeaked. "Yes GIR, and take this planet from me." Zim said as he carried on. During the entire night Zim had spent all his time searching the city for any alien activity, when next morning, Zim had finally completed the search and the results were, no aliens detected except for himself, GIR and Minimoose. That made Zim relieved and paranoid free. "Well, I guess it was just a normal human cat monster what I just saw." Zim said coming to the conclusion. "Time to go to school and plot my next evil plan for world domination and GIR, you and Minimoose stay here and do not let anyone in the house!" "Yes sir!" GIR said with a deep voice, red eyes and his hand over his forehead. "Squeak!" Minimoose said. As Zim exited, GIR eyes and voice turned back to normal as he rushed for the couch and turned the TV on, with the 'Little Einsteins" show on. At Westley, the kids and Zim were all attending their music class with Sunny, when suddenly… CRASH! "What the hell?" Sunny questioned. "What just happened?" Kim asked. "Somebody just threw a rock at our window." Li'l D said pointing at a rock on the floor with a piece of paper tighten to it. Sunny picks up the rock and takes the paper from it. He starts reading it: "Dear Westley, I hear you guys have a new student. Come meet us at the park at 4:30 PM, so we can meet him. Signed Eastley." "Oh no, not them!" Eddie cried. "Those skunks!" Tamika growled. "Um, am I missing something here?" Zim asked. "The Eastley kids are our rivals from another school." Li'l D explained. "They are evil, sneaky and always use any sort of dirty trick to get what they want." "Yep, what Li'l D said." Sunny said. "Their music teacher is T. Top Saliere, one of my old time rivals, who was always getting in my way and playing dirty on me. And now it looks like they want to meet you." "He, some sticky monkeys want to meet me huh?" Zim whispered. Time quickly passed and finally at 4:30 PM, Sunny took his class and Zim to the park where they were suppose to meet Saliere and the Eastley kids. "Well, we're here, so where are you Saliere?" Sunny asked loudly. "Ah, Sunny Bridges, right on schedule." Saliere walked in from behind a tree, followed by his students: Li'l G, Freddie, Brokley Bill, Adisson, Jim, Jam and Bambi. "Okay Saliere, you and your students wanted to meet my new student right?" Sunny asked. "Well here he is." He points his hand toward Zim. "So, you are Sunny's new student?" Saliere asked the green boy. "Yes, I am the new student in Sunny Bridges music class, I AM ZIM!!" Zim yelled. "Of course you are." Saliere said while the Eastley kids giggled evilly. "Man, he sure is short." Li'l G said. "And a weirdo too!" Freddie said. "Yeah, just like our NEW class mate described him!" Adisson said. "What??" Sunny and the Westley kids questioned. "Ah yes, I forgot to tell you Sunny, you are not the only one who has a new student in your class!" Saliere said. "Students?" With another evil giggle, the Eastley kids step aside revealing their new student. When Zim saw it, his eyes became wide open and his pupils became the size of peas. 'No! It can't be!' Zim cried in his mind. The Estley's new student was girl with bluish hair, ember eyes, pearl shaped earrings, as well as a Eastley school uniform like the other students. "Sunny and Westley losers, I'd like to introduce you to Mrs.…Tak!" Saliere said. "NOOOOO!!" Zim screamed in his mind. "Hello Westley…humans." Tak greeted. "I am Tak, the new student at Eastley. And I see that my 'old friend' Zim has joined your class." "Old Friend?" Kim asked. "Yes, now be quiet!" Tak said with an icy glare, whish made Kim a little scared, but not as much as Zim. "Oh yes, long time no see, huh Zim?" Tak asked the green guy. "Uuuuh, yes." Zim said shacking and sweating. "Oh and by the way, I even prepared a little present for him." Tak said to the others. "Which is…A STEAK DEEPED IN BBQ SAUCE!!" As she yelled that, she brought out a steak deepen in BBQ sauce and threw it at Zim's face, making him fall on his back and cry in agony as the steak and the sauce caused his skin to smoke. Sunny and the Westley kids became horrified at this sight, while Tak laughed maniacally along with Saliere and the Eastley kids. Soon after, Zim was blacked out. A/N: Oh dear, Looks like one of Zim's old enemies has joined the Eastley kids and is trying to make Zim's life a misery. How is he and the Wesley kids going to handle this? Find out in the next chapter of **INVADER 3000**!! R&R, please. 15. Irken Invaders A/N: I do not own Class of 3000 or Invader Zim. **INVADER 3000** **Irken Invaders** "Alright enough laughing!" Tak and Saliere said as they and the other kids stopped laughing. "Listen, it's been nice seeing you but we would like to save the "Westley sticks" stuff for that concert you are holing!" Saliere said. "If you don't mind." "What kind of question is that Saliere?!" Sunny demanded. Saliere and the Westley kids laugh as they leave, except Tak, who keep giving them scary icy glares. "Listen, Sunny and Westley children, I have one thing to tell you before I take my leave." Tak said. "And that would be?" Tamika demanded with a growl. "If you value your pitiful lives I warn you to stop associating with Zim anymore." Tak said with a slight growl. "Huh? Why? What's so bad about Zim?" Eddie asked. "Yeah, I know he may be a weird-o, but that doesn't make him a bad guy." Li'l D said. Tak struggled not to lose her temper. "Stop hanging with Zim!" she growled. "The less the…eight of you know, the better!" And with that, she took steps back as before turning to catch up with the Eastley kids. "Boy, that was weird." Eddie said. "Uh, does anyone notice something missing?" Kam asked. "Like what?" Philly Phil asked. Kam points to where Zim was laying and everyone looks. They noticed that Zim was…GONE! (again) "Aw man, the green guy ran off again without us noticing!" Tamika exclaimed. "Strike two for him." Li'l D said. "Maybe he went home to get some medicine; did you see his skin smoking when he got hit by the steak deep in BBQ sauce?" Madison asked. "Man, that must have been painful for him." "Yeah, and so…well, not normal!" Kim commented. "Anyway, you kids better go find him and find out what is the story between him and that girl Tak." Sunny said. "We? What about you?" Li'l D asked. "I have paper work to sign, but don't worry, I'll catch up with you as soon as I'm done." Sunny said before he left. "See ya!" "Alright guys, this Tak had the nerve to mess with our friend Zim, and no one messes with one of our friends without messing with us!" Li'l D said. "You guys are in?" The others nod while Madison gives her usual grin. "Then it's settled!" Li'l D said. Meanwhile, Zim made it home and his green skin was still burned from the steak with BBQ sauce. GIR (with his dog disguise on) and Minimoose were watching the broadcasting before they turned their attention to their master. "Hi master! You're on fire!" GIR said. "Squeak!" Minimoose said. "Yes, I know GIR." Zim said and growled. "I just can't believe it! Tak really is here GIR and now she probably is coming to rip my squiddly-spooch and steal my mission!" "And steal our robot bee!" GIR added. "He, he, he, no GIR, she doesn't want the robot bee, she want my mission!" Zim explained. "I have to make sure that she doesn't find out where-" BLAST!! Zim and his two sidekicks took cover from the blast behind the couch. When they looked over, Zim gasped in horror to see a huge cracking hole on the front of his house, but it wasn't the hole that made him horrified, it was the fact that Tak had emerged from it, holding a futuristic weapon, filled with green electricity on the end of the barrel. "Oh, Irk." Zim gulped. **A sweat drop rolls down the side of his head** Meanwhile, the Westley kids were walking around the streets of Atlanta, searching for Zim's house, using one of Philly Phil's gadgets. "This device should lead us to the location of Zim's house." Philly Phil said looking into it. "Philly Phil, that is what you always say about one of your finding stuff devices. They always lead us to dead ends and a whole bunch of trouble." Kim said. "Yeah? If you're so smart, why don't you make your own gadget instead?" Philly Phil shouted back. "Good point." Kim groaned, because Phil was the only one who can build gadgets. Philly Phil then looks back into his device again. "Now, according to this device, Zim's house should be right-" His thoughts were interrupted when he and the others heard a blast of electricity coming from the other side of the street. They look and see Zim's green house with the front broken and the elves decapitated. Phil looks back to his device. "There!" Phil indicated the green house. "That…is Zim's house?!" Eddie asked. "And it looks like trouble is going on?" Kam said. "Well, I'll be going!" "Not so fast Shorty!" Tamika grabbed Kam by his shirt to stop him from running. "Yeah, we gotta find out what's goin' on!" Li'l D said. "No way! I'm not getting myself in trouble again!" Kam shouted as he tried to escape from Tamika's grip on his shirt. "What are ya? A chicken?" Kim mocked her twin brother. "Don't you start again woman!" Kam yelled. "Forget it guys, we'll save Zim with or without his help!" Li'l D said and Tamika let Kam go, and he took off at the speed of light. The rest of the gang rushed over to the green house and took cover behind fence around the garden. They look over to see something that shocked them: Zim was on his knee's panting; they also notice that his hair was turned backwards and one eye was completely red and the other was purple; GIR and Minimoose were behind him and directly in front of him was Tak with her gun. They over hear their conversation: "This is just great!" Zim growled as he slowly got up. "I just moved into this town so that I could continue my mission in peace, away from annoying rivals like you and…'him'! Why on Irk don't you just leave me alone!?" "Isn't it obvious Zim?" Tak growled back. "You have ruined my life not once but TWICE! No matter where you go, I'll always find you in order to extract my revenge on you! Plus, this mission for conquering Earth is rightfully MINE!" Meanwhile, the Westley kids eye's winded by their conversation. "Conquer…Earth?!" Philly Phil said. "What do they mean by that?" Eddie asked. "Oh my gosh! That can only mean…" Kim could barely say it. Meanwhile, back with Zim and Tak's conversation… "Ha! You are just jealous because the Tallest have given a top secret mission to me and not you!" Zim tried to defend himself. Tak growls. "I've told you Zim, the Tallest only gave you this mission to you as an attempt to get rid of you! They didn't even know this planet existed until you found it!" "SILENCE! Zim cannot stand anymore of your lies! I have come to this town so that I can complete my mission and you are not helping!" Zim yelled in anger. "Aw, master's mad!" GIR said with his cute goofy smile. "Squeak!" Minimoose said in agreement. "That's it Zim!" Tak yelled. "If you are not going to listen to me, then I will just finish you off now and complete MY plan to conquer Earth!" Tak was starting to charge up her gun to full power. The Westley kids could bare to watch this but when Madison saw that GIR was directly beside Zim, she feared that he would get hit too. "GIR…" Madison said. "Madison?" Kim asked her happy blond friend. "I gotta save GIR!" Madison said as she ran. "MADISON DON'T!!" The other kids yelled. Madison picked up a piece of the house and yelled. "I'LL SAVE YOU GIR!!" the happy girl threw the piece and it hit Tak in the face. "OW MY EYE!!" Tak cried as she dropped her gun and held her face. "Hi Happy Girl!" GIR shouted as he hoped to Madison's arms. "Oh GIR, thank goodness you're okay!" Madison said hugging the green 'pupy'. "Madison!" The rest of the gang run over to her to see if she was alright. Kim suddenly took a look at Tak and noticed that her human appearance was…flicking. "Oh hey guys, don't worry, just saving GIR from his doom." Madison explained. "Well, you could have gotten yourself badly injured or even killed by that thing!" Li'l D said indicating the gun on the floor. "HEY! YOU'RE NOT SUPOSE TO BE HERE!! YOU WILL JAPORDISE MY WHOLE MISSION!!" they all turned their attention to Zim, and gasped in shock to see that this his hair fell off, reviling two black thick antennas coming out from the top of his head and his only contact left fell off, reviling the other eye to be completely red like his other eye. "Zim…your…" Li'l D could barely speak because of the shock. "What?" Zim demanded, who obviously didn't notice that he didn't have his disguise anymore. Kim then turned her attention back to Tak, who's human appearance was still flicking after she got hit by the piece that Madison threw at her. Then it stopped flicking but she had a completely different appearance now: she had green skin, no ears or nose, completely purple eyes with long spiky eye lashes, a pair of curly purple antennas on top of her head and her outfit was similar to Zim's, only purple and light violet on the sleeves and purple polka dots on her PAK. The Westley kids both look at Zim and Tak in shock. "Oh…my…god…!" Li'l D could barely say anything because of the shock. "I…can't…believe…this…!" Philly Phil was feeling the same. "Their…" Tamika tried to say it but she too was shocked. "Their…" Eddie tried too. "ALIENS!!" Kim screamed out loud and ran out of the house at the speed of light. The rest of the Westley kids remained behind still in shock about seeing that Zim, one of their class mates, that they only knew since last week, is actually an alien and somehow wants to conquer Earth. And somehow the Eastley's new student is an alien too, who also appears to be the same species as Zim. This, is a shocking moment for the Westley kids. 'Man, I've seen a lot of crazy stuff happening, but this one take the cake!' Li'l D thought. A/N: OH MY GOSH! THEY KNOW! Now what's gonna happen next? Stay tuned for the next chapter of **INVADER 3000**!! R&R, please. 16. Alliance A/N: I do not own Class of 3000 or Invader Zim. **INVADER 3000** **Alliance** "I though I told you earth brats to stay out of this!" the alien girl Tak yelled furiously. "And why shouldn't we, miss alien scum!?" Tamika demanded as she snapped from her shock. "Oh my gosh!" Philly Phil shouted. "The two of, real alien invaders?!" "He, he, he, I know." Zim said standing up on his feet. "Quiet shocking for you wormbabies isn't it?" "At first I thought you were just a weird-o, but now I see you in a different way." Li'l D growled. "Real alien invaders?!" Eddie shocked. "Ooooh…" he fainted. "But, if Zim is an alien…" Madison looks at GIR. "I'm sorry Happy Girl, hope we can still be friends." GIR said sadly as he helplessly took of his dog mask hood, revealing his face to be of a robot with cyan blue eyes and a small antenna with a cyan blue ball on the end of it, on top of his head. "GIR…you're…one of them?!" Madison asked in shock. "…yes…" GIR looked sad. "Enough of this!" Tak yelled angrily. "MIMI!!" Upon this name, the Westley kids, Zim, GIR and Minimoose looked to see a huge round orange ship with a purple dome shaped front window. The front window opens and a familiar black cat emerges from it. "Hey! Isn't that the same black cat from yesterday?" Philly Phil asked. "It's no black cat at all." Zim said. "It's a SIR unit!" The black cat's form then start flicking until it took the form of a robot similar to GIR, but more advanced, with red eyes and it's right arm was wearing a pointy claw glove with a cable connect from the glove to it's back. Tak then jumps from her where she was standing and lands in her ship. "I have more important matters then dealing you, so I must be off." Tak said. "And since all now know that I'm an Irken…" she looks at her robot. "Mimi, kill them!" The robot acknowledged the order and jumps down to the ground, while Tak flew away in her ship. Mimi points her claws at the human kids and the Irken boy. "Uh, remember that old saying?" Philly Phil asked. "The, 'Don't be fooled by appearances' one?" "Y-yeah?" Li'l D said. "Well, I think that thing is really gonna kill us!" Phil began whimpering. Suddenly, Mimi charges at the Westley kids as she was about to stab her claws on them. Tamika grabs a rock and throws it at Mimi, but she punched it with her glove, breaking it to bits. Then the robot jumps on her as the attitude girl struggles to get it off her. "Oh no!" Madison cried. "Hey man wake up! Tamika's in trouble!" Philly Phil began shaking the unconscious Eddie. "GET THIS THING OFF ME!!" Tamika yelled as she struggled to get the robot off her. "I'll save Tamika!" Madison grabbed a wooden stick and tries to hit Mimi off, but the robot jumped out of the way and ended up hitting Tamika instead. "OW!" Tamika cried and glared at Madison, while rubbing her head. "WATCH IT FOOL!!" "Oops, sorry Tamika." Madison said rubbing the back of her head in embarrassment. **A sweat drop rolls down the side of her head** "GET AWAY FROM ME!!" "WHOA MAN!!" Zim and Li'l D barely dodge Mimi's fist slams, which let out blasts of electricity as she slammed the floor. "Dude! We could use some help here!" Li'l D shouted. "Don't worry Li'l D I'll save you!" Philly Phil shouted as he brought out a device. "Sorry to do this alien robot, but I have no choice!" Philly Phil pushed the button on his device, sending out electricity, but the SIR unit deflected it with her force field. "Uh oh." Philly Phil muttered and the SIR unit punched Phil in the stomach. "OOW!!" Phil feel knocked out. "PHILLY PHIL!!" the Westley kids cried. Meanwhile, Kam had managed to get away from trouble as far away as possible. "Whew, that was close." Kam whispered. "I know I should have stopped the others, but they just won't listen to me." "ALIENS!! ALIENS!!" Kam looked and saw Kim running like bloody hell and ended up tripping into a bush. "Aliens?" Kam wondered as he walked over to her. "Kim, what's going on?" "Kam! We got the biggest trouble ever!" Kim shouted as she got up. "So what else in new? We're ALWAYS in trouble." Kam said as if it was no big deal. "But Kam, this time it's different!" Kim said. "It's about Zim and Tak!" "Uh huh?" Kam said. "They're…ALIENS!!" Kim shouted. "…" Kam gave a weird look. "Aliens?" "That's right, I saw them with my own eyes!!" Kim said. "I saw what they looked like under their disguises and they appear to be the same type of aliens! But what's worse is, they both want to conquer Earth! Oh man, I KNEW there was something suspicious about that guy!" "Don't think I'll fall for that woman." Kam said walking away but Kim grabbed him by the shirt and drags him. "Hey what are you doing?!" "I'm going to show you the aliens right now!" Kim said. "Oh, this ought to be good." Kam said in sarcasm. Back in the fight, Mimi had just knocked out Tamika with a hard punch in the back of her head, and then it charges at Zim, who leaps out of the way. "GET AWAY FROM ME! I'M WARNING YOU!" Zim yelled and leaped another punch from the robot. "Hey bolt brain!" Li'l D attacked the robot with his drum sticks from behind, but the robot jumped over his head and punched him in the back, knocking him out. "LI'L D!!" Madison cried and the robot turned to her. Mimi starts walking toward Madison, who backed onto the wall in fear, when GIR and Minimoose got in the way. "GIR?" Madison wondered. "Like I said, hope we are still friends." GIR whispered at her and she gave nod and a smile. GIR turned back to Mimi. "COME GET ME!!" GIR screeched. The little robot opened his head and Minimoose grabs a cable, with his mouth, from his head. Mimi charges at them with her claws, but Minimoose manages to plug the cable on to her head. "Do the dance!" GIR began dancing a singing "Doom doom doom de de doom doom doom de de doom doom doom doo doom! De de doom doom doom de de doom doom doom doom doom doom doom…!" As he did that Mimi's red eyes turned cyan blue like GIR's and began dancing too. Li'l D and the rest began to wake up and see what is going on between the two robots. "Huh? What goin' on?" Li'l D demanded. "Cool! Zim's robot is transferring his brain circuits to Tak's robot, thus making it do exactly what he does!" Philly Phil exclaimed. And all the sudden, lasers are suddenly shot at Mimi damaging her badly, as she got unplugged from the cable. The kids look and are shocked and amazed to see Zim with robot spider legs coming out from his PAK, whish was were the lasers came from. "Excellent work GIR, and you too Minimoose!" Zim said to his minions as he withdrew the robot legs back into his PAK. "I LIKE TURKEY!!" GIR shouted. "Squeak!" Minimoose said. The damaged Mimi got up her feet, turned into her black cat form and ran away as it gave up. "Yeah, you better run!" Tamika shouted at the black cat disguise robot. "What happened?" Eddie asked as he had no idea of what happened while he was out. "Uuuh, we'll fill you in later." Philly Phil said. Zim walks up and picks up a small chip from the floor. "Ah ha, Mimi's memory chip, it's just what I needed." He said. "TAKE THIS ALIEN SCUM!!" Zim looked and saw Kim charging at him with a wooden stick. The Irken side steps and causes her to trip over his leg. She quickly gets up. "I'm not going to let you conquer Earth!" Kim yelled but he pointed his robot legs at her, making her stop. "Do not even think about it earth child!" Zim chuckled evilly. "Whoa." Zim looked and saw Kam looking shocked. "So it's true, you are an alien?" "He, he, he, yeah." Zim chuckled again. "Let me handle this." Li'l D said to his friends and turned to Zim. "Al'ight alien invader, state yo' business." "Very well." Zim said. "You may have discovered that I am an Irken Invader who wants to conquer Earth and you probably are not going to let me do it, but right now, we all appear to have a common enemy." "And that would be?" Tamika demanded. "Tak, she's Irken, like me, and she's after my mission and your planet. I want to stop her from doing this, but I can't do it without help." Zim explained. "And you are expecting US to help YOU?!" Kim demanded. "If you think we are going to help you, you got another thing coming!!" "You WILL have to help me, or she will destroy your world and ruin my chance to prove the Tallest that I have what it takes to be an invader!" Zim said. "And why should we trust YOU!?" Li'l D demanded. "Yeah, even thought you tried to kill us!?" Madison asked. "Uh, Madison?" Kim looked at her. "What do you mean by that?" "He, he, he, I was, how you humans call it, the master mind behind the trumpet song turning all the Earth monkeys in this city into zombies." Zim explained. "T-That was you!?" Eddie asked shocked. "Affirmative." Zim said. "Wow, and we stopped you from conquering the Earth before without us knowing it was you all the time." Philly Phil said. "Yeah." Li'l D said. "Still, why should we trust YOU!?" "Because I am the only one who can decode the files in Mimi's memory chip." Zim explained holding out the memory chip. The Westley kids look at each other in thought. Why should they in the world trust an alien invader? Sure, he even saved them from the giant squid, but then tried to kill them with an army of zombie. Plus the Eastley kids' new girl Tak, turns out to be an alien too, who also wants to conquer Earth, and somehow seems to be way more dangerous then Zim. They came to their final decision. "Al'ight Zim, we'll help you stop Tak, but under one condition." Li'l D said. "You must never, ever do any more of your evil alien stuff on us again!" "You got yourself a deal D Human." Zim grinned. A/N: And an alliance has been made. How are they going to stop Tak from conquering Earth? And what about Sunny? And the Eastley kids? Do they know that their new student is an alien? And will I stop making these questions? NO! Anyway, find out in the next chapter of **INVADER 3000**!! R&R, please. 17. Zim's laboratory & Tak's plan A/N: I do not own Class of 3000 or Invader Zim **INVADER 3000** **Zim's laboratory & ****Tak's plan** The Westley kids, Zim, GIR and Minimoose were now taking the secret elevator in the trash bin. GIR was currently laying on Madison's head and Minimoose just floating around. The little robot still had his disguise on, he just didn't have the mask/hood thing on, and even though Madison knew that he was a robot and not a dog, she still considers him to be cute and a good friend. "Consider yourselves lucky that I'm letting you come this far, humans or I would have eliminated you all after you found out my secret!" Zim said sinisterly. "Excuse me!" Tamika intervened. "Us 'humans' have names!" "Yes, yes, but calling you wormbabies, 'humans', makes me feel more, intimidating." Zim explained. "It'll help once I conquer this useless spinning ball of, FFFFFFFFFFFFFILTHYNESS!! ARGH!" "Ya call wearing a wig and contact lences intimidating?" Eddie asked as if Zim was stupid. "Ya man, that is just dumb!" Li'l D agreed. "And besides, if Earth is filthy and useless, why did you come to conquer it in the first place?" Philly Phil asked. "That is non of your business human!" Zim yelled irritated and Philly Phil became intimidated. "Wow, Zim calling us 'humans' does make him intimidating." Madison said, talking about Philly Phil's reaction to Zim's yell. The others just roll their eyes. Soon after, the elevator stopped and the door opened. As Zim was the first one to walk out of the elevator he turned to the Westley kids. "Westley wormbabies, welcome to my laboratory!" Zim stated. "Equipped with all of the advanced high-tech marvels that the Irken Empire has to offer!" "WOW!!" The Westley kids walked out of the elevator as they looked in awe all of the high-tech machines that they could find in the huge magenta and purple room. "My god!" Philly Phil said in excitement and with tears of joy. "It's a dream come true, I'm actually inside a real life alien laboratory!" "Yeah, more of an alien INVADER!!" a stressed out Kim reminded the techno geek. "Whoa! What the heck is that?!" Li'l D freaked out when he looked into what was inside of a tube: a weird creature that appeared to be a cross between a human being and a shark. "Oh, that's just Fabio, human test subject number 389." Zim explained. "A human test subject!?" Eddie shocked as he fainted. "Not again." Tamika slapped her hand over forehead. "Hmm, a human crossed with a shark." Philly Phil said. "That would be perfect for underwater exploration!" "For once, I agree on that one." Kam said. "Hey look guys! That kid over there has a smile that looks like mine!" Madison exclaimed as she pointed at another tube with a human boy in it. This boy had indeed a big smile on his face, like Madison's, (if not bigger then her's), and what cough the other kids attention was that he had a huge probe like device pierced right into his forehead, with a happy smiley on it. "Oh yes, Nick, human test subject number 231." Zim said and turn to him. "How is the happiness probe in your brain doing today, filthy human?" "IT'S GREAT!!" Nick screeched. "I NEVER WANT TO LEAVE THIS MAGICAL PLACE! I'M SO HAPPY! GAAAHA!!" "Excellent!" Zim said. "Come filthies, no more time to waste!" he said walking down the room and the kids followed, while Tamika dragged the unconscious Eddie by the leg. At the end of the room, they came upon a huge high-tech computer with a large screen and some other small screens around. Kim noticed the small ones showed every known part of Atlanta and others showed programs and commercials from TV. "Nice set of screens ya got there!" Li'l D said. "Oh man, I wish I had one of these back home!" Philly Phil said as he was about to put his hand on it when. "DO NOT TOUCH MY COMPUTER!!" Zim yelled as he slapped Phil's hand away from it. "S-sorry Zim, but excitement is flowing all over me!" Philly Phil said still excited while rubbing his slapped hand. 'Dang! That hurt!' he whined in his mind. "Now, we just connect Mimi's memory chip into the system, and download anything that has to do with Tak's plan." Zim said as he did so. "I will show her who has the right to conquer this stink mud ball!" "Well, he certainly has an opinion about our planet." Kam whispered to his sister. "Was that sarcasm?" Kim harshly whispered back. While Madison was playing with GIR and Minimoose, Philly Phil carried on looking around Zim's lab, Tamika was having a little fun doing hopeless attempts on waking Eddie up (such as slapping him across the face and pounding hard stuff on his head) and Zim working on his computer, Li'l D was thinking about one thing: 'I wonder what is taking Sunny so long?' Li'l D wondered in his mind. Meanwhile, back at school, Sunny had finally finished completing the paper work. "Finally!" he shouted and his hand was hurt real badly from all that signing. "Now I can finally go catch up with the others." Then Principal Luna comes in and says: "Not so fast Senor Bridges, you need to sign more paper work! Bring'em in boys!" The next thing Sunny knows is that the entire room is filled with piles of paper work. "Sign them all up and you will be free to go." Luna said calmly before he walked out of the room. "Aww man!" Sunny complained. "I wonder how Li'l D and the others are doing?" Back in Zim's underground laboratory, the short irken had managed to download the files in the memory chip. "It is done!" he announced. "'bout time!" Tamika said still holding Eddie, who began to wake up in a sleepy state. "Did I…miss anything?" Eddie asked. "Nope, you just woke up at the right time!" Li'l D said. "We're going to see what is Tak planning!" The main screen had the picture all staged, as it began to clear up. It showed Mimi's visor capitations that were recorded. "Hey! Is that the Slappy Joe's burger factory?" Li'l D asked looking at the main monitor. "Slappy Joe's?" Philly Phil rushed over. "Wow! Speaking of whish I could sure have some of those burgers right now!" "Still, what the hell does that alien gal want with it?!" Tamika demanded. As if on cue, Tak's voice ringed in. "Behold Mimi, the perfect place to set up our base of operations! Zim may have foiled my last plan to drain the molten lava from the Earth's core, but it was only because he had those annoying, meddling humans to help him out, that horrible irken!" "Well, I can see that their kind thinks that they are superior compared to us." Eddie whispered. "Just listen, Rich Boy!" Tamika whispered hashly. Tak's voice continued. "Now there is no possible way that 'excuse-for-an-irken-invader' is going to stop me this time! He will suffer along with the rest of this pitiful planet's inhabitants. Not only will it allow me to get my revenge on Zim for ruining my life, but will also impress the Tallest once I fill the Earth's core with snacks!" "Tallest?" Li'l D questioned. "Who are they?" "The Almighty Tallest, are the leaders of my home planet!" Zim said proudly. "Your kind is all about how tall you guys are?" Li'l D asked. "Man! That's just dumb!" "I agree!" Kam said. "That does seem a bit lazy! I mean, doesn't intelligence count for something on your planet?" "Who needs something as inferior as intelligence? Everyone knows hight means everything." Zim explained. "Are you saying that Philly Phil should be the leader then?" Li'l D demanded. "Cause he's the tallest in our group." "Me, leader?" Philly Phil asked. "Um, I don't know, I mean, leaders don't get to drive their own massive space ships. So, I'm better of with Li'l D as the leader." "Of course, there can always be some…exceptions…" Zim said. "Oh, really?" Kim asked. The group then turns back to the main monitor as Tak's voice carried talking: "Somehow, during my research, I had discovered that once the products to produce burgers in this factory are combined with nuclear waste, they can create a monster known as a 'blob'. If Zim thinks about trying to stop me, I will send an entire army of blobs to attack him and the city! It will make a good diversion to keep him from reaching the base! GAH HAHAH AHAHA AHAHAH AHAHHAH HAAAH!!" And with that, the screen became staged again. "Tak is creating an army of blobs to attack the city?" Li'l D shocked. "And keep us from reaching Slappy Joe's?" Philly Phil shocked as well. "We've got to stop her!" Li'l D shouted in determination. "For the sake of A-Town and it's people!" "And all the happy pet and street animals who live here as well!" Madison added too. "And for the burgers!" GIR and Philly Phil added. "And ourselves." Kam added as well. "And my precious mission!" Zim added too. "Computer!" "WHAAAAAT??" Zim's computer demanded in a bored and ticked off tone. "Whoa!" Li'l D exclaimed. "Sounded like Tamika having a bad day!" "Prove it, or move it!" Tamika threatened with her trademark phrase. "You never get tiered of saying that do you?" Li'l D asked. "Computer, I command you to take a full view of this Slappy Joe's burger factory!" Zim ordered. The main screen showed a full view of the Slappy Joe's burger factory now on time of sun set. Everyone watched. "That's it?" Li'l D asked. "Man, what a rip-" Suddenly the entire place began to rumble as some kind of earthquake had just passed by and everyone holds on to whatever they could find. "-off?" Li'l D completed his sentence after the rumbling stopped. "Oh my gosh! Do you know what this means?" Kim asked. "That Slappy Joe's got the hic ups?" Madison asked. "No Madison, it means it's already started!" Kim said. "And look!" She indicates the small screens that showed the parts of Atlanta and they could see huge blob monsters made of nuclear waste and Slappy Joe's products crawling around the place and people were in panic, they either run away or get stuck on the blobs. "That horrible female irken!" Zim growled. "Conquering Earth is my mission, not hers!" with that, he rushed to the elevator. "Hey! You're not going anywhere without us!" Li'l D yelled as he ran after Zim. The others followed, but Madison stayed behind with GIR and Minimoose. "Uh, coming Madiosn?" Kim asked. "You guys go on without me, I want to play more with GIR and Minimoose." Madison said hugging them. "They are so cute and funny." "But Madison, their ZIM'S HENCHMAN!!" Kim reminded really stressed out. However, it didn't work as the happy-and-giddy blonde girl carried on playing with GIR and Minimoose. "Come on Kim, don't waste anymore time!" Li'l D called. "If she wants to play with them just let them. It's not like we can't beat the blobs without her." "Whatever…" Kim rolled her eyes and turns back to Madison. "Don't blame me if they try to boil your brain into steak!" She ran back to the elevator with the others. Zim the called: "GIR! Minimoose! If you are staying, answer any calls we get! Other then that, DON'T YOU OR HAPPY MADISON HUMAN TOUCH ANYTHING!!" "Yes sir!" GIR saluted with red eyes. "Squeak!" Minimoose said. After settling that, everyone left in the elevator, leaving only Madison, GIR and Minimoose in the room. "So what'cha wanna do?" Madison asked. "OH! How about a tea party!" GIR asked, as his eyes turned blue again. "Sounds like fun, let's do it!" Madison said. "Squeak!" Minimoose said. Later, everyone got out of the elevator and enter a room where they find a round purple spaceship, with a black symbol in the shape of an irken head. "This is your spaceship?" Li'l D asked. "Yes, I call it the 'Voot Cruiser'!" Zim said. "Every irken builds their own ship, as they are born with a growing knowledge about technology." "Cool! I can build my own ship too you know?" Philly Phil said. "You did build one, that can't even leave the planet's atmosphere." Kim said in bored tone. "Aww man!" Philly Phil whined. "HAHA, pitiful and inferior human technology!" Zim laughed. "Can we just get this over with?" Kam demanded. "Right, come humans." Zim said. On the outside view of Zim's house, the antenna on top of it withdrew and the roof opened as Zim's Voot Cruiser flew out from it. Inside, Zim was the one piloting the ship (duh), on his right was Li'l D and on his left was Philly Phil, in the back was Tamika, Eddie, Kim and Kam. The next thing that happens is, the ship zooms off the distance through the sun set skies of Atlanta. A/N: Well, they are off. What will happen next? Find out in the next chapter of **INVADER 3000**!! R&R, please. 18. Invasion of the NuclearSlappy Joe blobs A/N: I do not own Class of 3000 or Invader Zim **INVADER 3000** **Invasion of the Nuclear/Slappy Joe Blobs** At the Westley School of Performing Arts, Sunny couldn't feel his hand anymore from all the paperwork he has been signing up. Principal Luna comes in. "Oh don't tell I still have more paper work to sign." Sunny whined. "I can't feel my hand." "Um, no actually you have finally finished all the paper work Senor Bridges." Luna said calmly. "Really?" Sunny asked hopefully. "Yes, but there seems to be a problem." Luna said. "What's that?" Sunny asked "Well, for one thing..." Luna didn't have time to finish as he and Sunny noticed something slimy coming out from under the door. "What the hell?" Sunny demanded. Then the slim takes the shape of… "A GIANT BLOB!!" Sunny screamed. "Yes, that is the problem I was going to tell you about." Luna said. Sunny quickly grabbed Luna and ran out of the room, but when he got to the hallways, they were completely filled with blobs made out of nuclear waste and Slappy Joe ingredients. Some were even carrying the teachers stuck onto their bodies. "Just what the hell is this all about?!" Sunny demanded. Meanwhile, not just at the school, but in the entire city of Atlanta, Georgia, was being flugged with giant blobs, people screaming in panic and stuff. Above the sky, Zim was piloting the Voot Cruiser, with Li'l D, Philly Phil, Tamika, Eddie, Kim and Kam inside. "Look at that! There's giant blobs crawling all over the place!" Li'l D exclaimed looking out the front window. "Wow, it's just like in that movie, that the city is being invaded with weird creatures." Philly Phil said. "If I recall, Tak said that this invasion is actually a diversion." Kam said. "What could be her real plan then?" Eddie asked. "Zim?" Li'l D asked the alien. "Well, if I recall, her plan was to use a huge factory as a cover for a giant drill, which will dig down to the planet's core and drain all of the molten lava in out of the planet." Zim explained. "Man, that is one crazy plan!" Tamika exclaimed. "I know, right?" Zim said. "And then as an attempt to impress the Tallest, she would then fill the planet's core with snacks. If I recall, the Tallest love snacks." "Fill the Earth's core with snacks?" Eddie shocked. "OK, THAT is just plain weird." "I totally agree!" Kam said. "Me too!" Kim said. "Same here!" Li'l D said. "And here!" Tamika said. Philly Phil just remained silent. Everyone looks at him. "Uh, don't you have a thing to say about this?" Li'l D asked. "Huh? Oh yeah, it is crazy!" Philly Phil said. "Anyway, we must find a way to get rid of these blob creatures and I have just the solution!" Zim said. "If we can get ourselves all of the vacuum cleaners of yours, and fuse them all together into a giant vacuum cleaner, we can clear the city of all the blobs!" Everyone remained silent for 5 seconds, when Tamika spoke first. "That's the dumbest plan I ever heard!" Tamika yelled. "I'll bet Li'l D could think a better plan then you!" "Yea-Hey! What's that suppose to mean?" Li'l D demanded. "Face it Li'l man, tons of your plans always got us AND yourself in TROUBLE." Tamika said. "I don't know what yo-WAIT A MINUTE!! It's all coming back to me!" Li'l D yelled as he began to have flashbacks of all the time he got himself and his friends in trouble. "Okay…humans, what is your plan then?" Zim demanded. "Huh? HUH?! HUUH?! HMM, HMM, HMM??" "We faced a giant blob before and we now know exactly how to stop them." Kam said. "Remember guys?" "Oh yeah!" The others said remembering when they set free a giant blob from under the school, thinking that they would find a big treasure using Sunny's map. "Hmm?" Zim stared at them. "If I recall, Sunny taught us that funk music can stun the blobs for enough time to trap then in burger buns." Li'l D said. "Remember that part guys?" "Oh yeah, how could we forget?" Kim said. "Man, I wanted a taste of it." Philly Phil whined. "Hmm, very well, but we will also need something loud enough for this 'funk music' to stun all these blobs." Zim said. "I had an 'Irken Loudspeaker 3000' but it was destroyed when I used it in my plan to hypnotise the people of your city into zombies." "I know! We can use our Super Band Stage!" Philly Phil said. "Huh?" The other Westley kids look at him. "But Philly Phil, we were saving it for tommorow's concert!" Kim said. "Besides, weren't we supposed to test it after school?" Eddie asked. "Don't worry, I'm sure it will work fine." Philly Phil said. "Then it's settled, we'll use the Super Band Stage!" Li'l D said. "Do you agree Zim?" "Ugh, very well." Zim said. "To Philly Phil's house then!" Li'l D ordered. "Hey! I'm the pilot and I say, to Philly human's house!" Zim yelled and piloted the ship toward Philly Phil's place. Meanwhile, back in Zim's laboratory, Madison was still playing with GIR, Minimoose and Zim's human test subjects. They were all doing some Role Play game with shadow puppets. GIR was playing as his master, Zim, and himself. He imitated Zim when he was mad at him and GIR was doing his random self. Everyone laughed while Minimoose let out a loud squeak. Suddenly, Zim's computer began beeping loud, which caught their attention. "Incoming call from the Massive." Zim's Computer said. "Do you accept?" "Massive?" Madison asked curiously. "Yes!" GIR accepted. "Hey wait! Massive what?" Madison insisted. Then the main screen of the computer became staged, and when it cleared, it now showed two aliens on it. Madison first noticed that they looked like Zim, except that they were REALLY tall and one had red eyes and mechanical outfit, while the other one looked alike, only purple eyes and mechanic outfit, instead of red. "Wow!" Madison exclaimed and her happy smile appeared on her face. "Hi! I'm Madison Spaghetti Papadopoulos, nice to meet you!" The two aliens just stare at her weirdly. "HI TALLEST!!" GIR greeted them. "Oh, it's you GIR." The red eyed alien greeted. "GIR, who is this little girl here, and why is she so happy?" the purple eyed one asked. "That's happy girl! Master, Minimoose and I have been making tons of new friends since we moved! WOOT!" Gir explained excitedly. "So, you are one of Zim's new 'friends' huh?" Red asked Madison. "Yep, and you must be Zim's leaders, huh?" Madison guessed. "Hmm, would you like to know?" Red alien asked. "Well, Zim told me that his leaders were the tallest in his planet and the two of you look like him, except that you are really tall! So I figured…" Madison explained. "She can play violin!" GIR shouted. The two tall aliens look weirdly at GIR. "What is this, 'violin'?" Purple asked. Madison brought out her violin and showed them to the tall aliens. "This is my violin! We Earthlings use them for entertainment, to create beautiful songs that can make anyone relax by it's beautiful sound." Madison explained proudly about her favourite instrument. "Really?" Red asked, raising his eye shadow. Madison then begins playing a beautiful melody with her violin, that spreaded throught the lab. GIR was tilting his head side-to-side, Minimoose was rolling in mid-air, the test subjects looked relaxed and fantasised, and the tall aliens stared in awe. Never in the whole universe have they ever heard such a beautiful sound in all time. When the melody ended, everyone was amused from the song. GIR then looks at the screen and notices that the two aliens were…crying?! "Sniff, I've never heard such a beautiful sound in all my life!" Purple said whipping a tear off his face. "It's defiantly really beautiful!" Red said, whipping the tears off his face too. "I even forget why we called Zim's place." "Oh, you were supposed to check on his mission progress." GIR reminded. "Squeak!" Minimoose said. "Oh yeah!" Red remembered. "Do you know where he is?" "Oh, Zim went out with our friends to stop an evil alien girl from taking over the world." Madison explained. "An evil alien girl?" Purple asked. "Yeah, Tak if I recall, purple outfit, similar to Zim's, curly antennas, and purple eyes, like yours." Madison said indicating Purple. "Well, that just reminded me, we wanted to tell Zim that his mission to conquer Earth is all a fake!" Purple said. "Oh yeah, I wanted to see the look on his face when we had told him that." Red said chuckling. "Zim's mission is a fake?" Madison asked, and then something clicked in her head. "Hey! That's exactly what Tak said to Zim!" "Well, since Tak is still alive and she is there, I guess we won't have to worry about telling Zim the truth." Purple said. "Yeah, Tak must be finishing him off as we speak!" Red said. "Finish Zim off?" Madison asked. "But, that's just…MEAN!" The two aliens stare at her, as if she just said a 'duh' line. "Girl, we're the Tallest, we always do mean things!" Red explained. "Well, we loved your little music, but we have to go back on our mission. Plus, we also wish to give Zim our best regards, but…" "…but we don't have any!" Purple concluded Red's sentence. The two tall aliens burst into laughter at that before they cut the transmission and the screen changed back to the Slappy Joe's factory. "Wow, Zim's leaders don't look like good aliens at all." Madison said looking angry about them. "Meow!" GIR said dumbly. "Squeak!" Minimoose said. A/N: Well, that's it for now. Find out what will happen next in the next thrilling chapter of **INVADER 3000**!! R&R, please. 19. Final Battle of Doom A/N: I do not own Class of 3000 or Invader Zim **INVADER 3000** **Final Battle of D****oom** As Atlantas continues to be filled with indestructible blobs of Slappy Joes and nuclear waste, many evens are happening: Sunny is fighting his way through the invading blobs, Zim, Li'l D, Tamika, Eddie, Philly Phil, Kim and Kam are at Phil's house preparing the super band stage to stop the blobs, while Madison, GIR and Minimoose continue playing at Zim's lab. But the biggest problem of all, is that Tak's real plot to take over the Earth is to use the two factories as cover for a giant drill that will suck the molten lava from the planet's core and fill it with snacks, as an attempt to impress her leaders. "All set?" Li'l D asked. "All systems 'A' okay!" Philly Phil answered. "This invention of yours better work, or I promise, I shall destroy you!" Zim threatened. "You act just like one of those old cartoon villains Zim." Kam commented. "Yeah, yeah, that's very nice of you, now please let's just get on with this!" Zim said. "Yeah, I wanna get on with my life!" Tamika said. "Got it! Switch ON!" Philly Phil activated the machine. Soon after, the blobs suddenly stopped as music began to play from Philly Phil's house, where the Weastly Kids and Zim were playing their instruments, the song 'Fight the Blob'. Sunny, Madison, GIR and Minimoose hear it from different places. "That music, I better follow it!" Sunny said as he rushed through the streets as he watched the blobs stopping by the sound of it. "Hey! They are playing one of our songs!" Madison exclaimed. "TACOOOOS!!!" GIR yelled randomly. "Squeak!" Minimoose said. 20 minutes later of music, the Westley kids, except Li'l D and Zim got tired and the blobs started moving again. "Come on guys, we can't stop now!" Li'l D said. "Can't, too tierd!" Eddie said panting along with the others. "Aw man, if only Sunny was here, he'd know what to do." Li'l D said. "Someone called my name?" They turn to see Sunny coming into the scene. "SUNNY!" The kids shouted in happiness. "Man, thank goodness you showed up!" Li'l D said. "The city is being ran over by blobs!" Eddie said. "HELP US!!!" All of them begged. "Alright alright and…" Sunny noticed Zim without his disguise. "Uh oh…" Zim whispered when he realised that he didn't have his disguise on in front of Sunny. **A sweat drop rolls down the side of his head** "Um, should I ask?" Sunny said. Later, The Westley Kids finished explaining that Zim is an alien who's come to conquer Earth, And that Saliers' new student Tak is also an alien like Zim and plans to conquer Earth too, they now have teamed up to stop Tak at any cost. Plus they also explained that Madison is back in the lab with Zim's dog, who was actually a robot, and Minimoose. "I see." Sunny asked. "Well then, my plan is this: some of us will have to go to the factory while other will stay here and hold the blobs off, at least until the conflict is over." "I shall go to the factory, but remember, I am the only who shall defeat Tak!" Zim said. "Then it's settled, Philly Phil, Tamika and Kim, you two three with Sunny and Zim." Li'l D said. "Eddie, Kam and I will take care of the blobs." "Wait! Why do I have to go with the alien?!" Tamika said. "Yeah! Li'l D, sorry, but there's NO WAY, I'm going to accompany with that freakazoid!" Kim said. "I'm the leader of this group and I decide how is it going to be!" Li'l D said. "Prove it or Move it!" Tamika threatened. Suddenly, there was an earthquake that shook the entire planet and things started to rip apart. Everyone knew what was going on. "Kiddos, I don't think it's a good time for arguing." Sunny said. "Your right Mr. Bridges!" Zim said. "TO THE VOOT CRUSIER!!!" Much to their dismay, Tamika and Kim agreed to go with Zim, Sunny and Philly Phil, to the factory, while Li'l D, Kam and Eddie played 'funk' with their instruments, holding off the blobs. Soon after, Zim, Sunny, Philly Phil, Tamika and Kim were flying in the Voot Cruiser toward the factory, whish they could see now converting into a gigantic drill. "Alright, if I remember correctly, there should be a switch to turn off the drill inside the factory." Zim said. "But I should warn, inside is a big labyrinth of mazes and machines, you might end up getting lost." "And how do you know that exactly?" Kim asked. "She has done this before, but thanks to my superior irken intellect and the alliance of humans, I was able to stop her." Zim explained. "And now, Zim shall do it again!" "Alright then, let's get going!" Sunny said. Later, they reached the wall of the factory and Zim blew a hole through it with the Voot Cruiser's lasers. Zim then opened the hatch. "You humans find the switch." Zim said. "Us? What about you?" Tamika asked. "I am going to deal with Tak, by myself." Zim said closing the hatch and flew away. Soon after, the giant drill was operational, and on top of the machine was a tube that started shooting molten lava into other space. Tak was there, enjoying the show, then turn around to the view of the city where Zim appeared on his ship. "As expect, you just came here to bring yourself to your doom." Tak mocked. "Silence woman! This is MY mission, MY planet! I shall be the one who shall conquer it!" Zim yelled. "Very well, then, let's take a look at that unsightly piloting skills of yours!" Tak mocked again as she pushed a button on a remote control, whish summoned her ship, with Mimi, in her robotic appearance, on board. Tak jumped onboard of it as she and Zim turned face-to-face, with hatred for each other growing on them. Then with a battle cry, they flew up into other space, where their battle is now taking place. From other space, you could see the Earth shrinking as the giant drill kept draining the molten lava from it's core and into space. Zim and Tak flew around through the floating lava as they kept shooting lasers at each other. Back on Earth, Sunny, Philly Phil, Tamika and Kim kept running through the factory's mazes, and surprisingly, the interior looked like they were inside a giant alien ship, whish was something that Philly Phil could indeed deal with. Along the way, they had to fight some more blobs, by playing funk with their instruments. At Philly Phil's house, Li'l D, Eddie and Kam kept playing as mush as they could in paralysing the blobs. And at Zim's lab, Madison, GIR and Minimoose could see Zim and Tak's space battle through one of the huge monitors. "Lookie! Master getting his butt whooped by his girlfriend!" GIR said with his goofy smile. "Squeak!" Minimoose said. Indeed, Zim wasn't having much of an advantage to fight Tak back, as she kept brutally pounding his ship with robotic tentacles and lasers, and not giving poor Zim a chance to fight back. "Is it me, or do I have a voice in my head saying that we should do something to save Zim?" Madison asked suspiciously, as she continued watching the battle. "Oh lookie! Now Master's getting spanked by his girlfriend, oh and now doing juggling with him and explosives! Oh, somebody get me some popcorn!" GIR shouted stupidly. "Say, GIR? Have you ever had the feeling that your master is in trouble and that we should help him?" Madison asked the little robot. "Say what?" GIR looked confused. "Squeak." Minimoose said. After a slight pause… "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!! MY MASTER'S IN TROUBLE!!! MY MASTER'S IN TROUBLE!!!!!!!" GIR started running around like an idiot around the lab, with Minimoose, squeaking, while following him. "Calm down GIR, we'll think of something!" Madison tried to clam the crazy robot down but it didn't work. "Alright, if there's one way to calm someone down, just play him or her a little melody!" Suddenly, something clicked inside her head. "Hey that's it!" Madison had an idea and turned to Zim's Computer. "Hey, Mr. Zim's Computer, think you could link GIR's systems to the Slappy Joes factory?" "Yes, but what is your intension?" Zim's computer asked. "Oh, you'll see." Madiosn said. Back in space, the poor red eyed alien was still by treated like a child, by the evil purple eyed alien girl. "You have ruined my life not only once but twice Zim, you've ruined my big chance to prove the Tallest that I am a better invader then you!" Tak yelled furiously. "And now, I'm going to return the favour to you!" "You will never take this planet from me! NEVER!!!" Zim yelled. "NEVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Then his ship gets hit with another laser, damaging it, and Zim had to brace himself, or he would get injured. Then Tak grabs Zim's ship and drags it toward the floating lava. "Now, it is time to end this!" Tak said as she was about to toss Zim's ship toward the lava, when… "Huh?" The two aliens looked confused when they heard some kind of song, a violin solo to be precise. "What is that music that is stirring through me?" Tak asked with a strange look on her face. "It's making me feel…weird." 'I recognise that song' Zim through. 'It is that same as when GIR and Happy Madison Human were having a picnic. But, where is it coming from?' Back in the lab, Madison had connected the cable from GIR's head into the computer, hacking into the factory's security system. Using, microphones attached to the little robot's head and the computer, Madison was playing a melody with her violin while singing, with some parts where, GIR sings his Doom Song and Minimoose just letting out squeaks. The song Madison was singing was about peace and harmony, let your troubles go, if not it means you are doomed, and GIR echoed the 'doom' part, while Minimoose's squeaks marked pauses. At the factory, Sunny, Philly Phil, Kim and Tamika could hear the song playing from the loud speakers. "Is that…Madison?!" Kim asked surprised. "And those two other guys too!" Philly Phil added. "Um, hate to burst this moment, but we still gotta stop this machine!" Sunny reminded. "I'd rather just tear this whole place apart, then wasting time in finding that damn switch!" Tamika roared impatient. Back in space, Tak was trying to send Zim toward the lava, but the song was so nice, soft and peaceful, she lost her irken rage and accidentally let Zim go. Zim, who even through let the music affect him too, was able to realise that Tak had released him and grinned evilly. The red eyed alien grabbed Tak's ship with mechanic tentacles coming out from his ship, and prepared to give her the final blow. "HA, HA! Just as I planned! Now, as a human would say, AS TA LA VISTA BABY!" Zim yelled as he gave Tak the old spin and release trick and send the alien girl flying into deep space. "Huh?" Tak snapped out of her soft condition and realise that she was being sent flying. "AAAAAAAAAAH, NOOOOOOOO!!!!" she cried in defeat. "CURSE YOU ZIM!!! CURSE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!" And she, along with Mimi, disappeared with a flash of light in the distance. Zim laughed maniacally in victory and brought out a juice can with the Irken symbol on it and drinks from it. In the factory, Sunny and the others were still running around in circles around the factory's maze, being unable to find the switch. "Um, guys?" They turned to see Kim in front of a huge switch with assign that said: 'To deactivate the machine and save the Earth, press here'. "How come I didn't even notice that?" Philly Phil asked. "Forget it, just push it!" Tamika said. "Right!" Kim said and slammed hard on the switch. As she did so, all the drained molten lava, was sucked into the giant drill and back into the planet's core, returning it to normal. Zim saw this and grunted. "It's about time." He said before flying back to Earth. At Zim's lab, Madison, GIR and Minimoose were dancing in victory. "Yay! The plan worked! The plan worked!" Madison cheered. "YAY! WE'RE DOOMED!!!" GIR yelled stupidly. "Squeak!" Minimoose said. Then Madison's cell phone rang. "Madison Spaghetinni Papadopoulos speaking." She answered. "May I ask who is speaking?" "Yo Madison, it's me, Sunny! May I borrow your tractor for a moment?" Sunny aske don the other side. "The tractor? Sure, go ahead!" Madison said happily. "Thanks! Sunny out!" The music teacher hung up. "Say, the others sure have been out for a while, let's go see how they are!" Madison said to her two little friends. "Meow!" GIR said as he put on his green puppy disguise. "Squeak!" Minimoose said. The three rushed for the elevator to take them to the house. If Zim's Computer had eyes, they would roll. Back in the city, Sunny used Madison's tractor to pull a giant toaster filled with hamburger buns inside. Then a helicopter grabbed the buns as they popped out and trapped one of the blobs in town between them. They kept doing this to all the blobs until they were all caught. Sunny called Li'l D and told him that they could stop, that the blobs were all gone. "Thank God." Kam said falling on his back. "I can't feel my fingers anymore." "Finally I can breath again." Eddie said panting. "Oh yeah, way to go guys, we saved the world from an evil alien!" Li'l D, who apparently wasn't tired at all, cheered. "How come you are not tired Li'l D?" Kam asked curiously. "Man, when it comes to music, I never get tierd!" Li'l D said proudly. "Typical…" Eddie sighted Kam, who had eyes, rolled them. A/N: Well, it's been some time, but here is the final battle of this epic crossover! Stay tuned for the epilogue of **INVADER 3000**!!! R&R, please. 20. Epilogue A/N: I do not own Class of 3000 or Invader Zim **INVADER 3000** **Epilogue** And so, after defeating Tak and saving the Earth from her Armageddon, Sunny, the Westly Kids, Zim, GIR and Minimoose carried out their lives. The next day their concert took place at the Zoo with Mom also playing with them. The concert was a success and everyone celebrated with a big table of snacks and stuff. Yep, pretty much normal. On the day after the concert, the place where Zim's house was built was no longer there, and all you could see was the Voot Cruiser and next to it was Zim and his crew, without their disguises, and the Westly kids and Sunny in front of them. "Aww, do you guys really have to go?" Philly Phil asked. "You can stay and live here if you want to." Kam said. "Meh, there's just too much excitement in this city and a lot of trouble you can get into." Zim said. "But…urgh, I can't believe I'm actually going to say this but…thank you. You were the best human friends that this Irken invader, could ever have." "Thanks and don't worry, we understand." Sunny said. "You just do whatever makes you happy." "Yeah, even if any of us humans try to stop your plans to take over the Earth." Li'l D added. "No worries, I'm pretty much used to it." Zim said. "Back in the city where I came from, I also have a human who actually knows that I'm an alien and is constantly trying to stop my plans…oh, and try to prove to the world that I really am an alien." "I see." Eddie said. "Besides, back home it's just him, and here it the eight of you now." Zim said. "So…yeah." "Man, I can't actually believe that I think it would be somewhat cool to have an alien in our class." Tamika admitted. "Now I sound like Philly Phil." "Hey! What's wrong with that?" Philly Phil protested. "Yeah! That you're a nerd!" Tamika said and gave Philly Phil a wedgie. "OW! Hey!" Philly Phil protested again. The others laughed a little while Philly Phil took his underwear off his head and stuffed it back in his pants. "So, I guess this is good bye then." Kim asked. "Yep, pretty much." Zim said. "We'll miss ya Zim." Li'l D said. "It would be really cool having you in our class, but if you have to go, then not even I will stop you then." Meanwhile, Madison, GIR and Minimoose bidding each other farewell, with tears and hugs. "I'll miss you Happy Girl." GIR sobbed while hugging Madison. "Squeak!" Minimoose said with a small frown. "I'll miss you two, too." Madison said in tears, while hugging the cute robot/puppy and moose. "I promise, I'll e-mail you everyday." "Me too!" GIR cried out huge tears. "Now, now GIR, don't cry, I want to see you happy, just like me!" Madison said. "Okay!" GIR stopped crying immediately with a goofy smile on his face. "GIR! Minimoose! Get on the ship! Our time for leaving has come!" Zim ordered. "Yes sir!" GIR saluted with red eyes. "Squeak!" Minimoose said. Soon after saying their good byes, Sunny and the Westly Kids waved good bye as Zim and his crew took off into the skies on the Voot Cruiser. "Man, I sure will miss them." Eddie said. "Me too." Kam said. "Yeah, and we didn't even get a chance to travel to space with them." Philly Phil said. "Do you think we'll ever see them again?" Madison asked. "Yeah, that would be cool!" Li'l D agreed. "Who knows my children, who knows?" Sunny said. The final scene shows Sunny and the Westly kids gazing at the sky and we zoom out into a full view of Atlanta and a small glace of Zim and his crew flying through the skies on the Voot Cruiser. **THE END** A/N: Well, that's all folks! R&R please! End file.

Class of 3000, Invader Zim, Humor, Sci-Fi

Fanfiction

Class of 3000, Sonic the Hedgehog 1. Introduction by Ricky Howell Ricky: Hey what's up? This is our only disclaimer for this story, so let's get this outta the way so we can get the party started. We do not own: Class of 3000, Sonic the Hedgehog, or any of their elements cause they belong to Cartoon Network and Sega, respectively. We also don't own any of the songs playing in the nightclub this introduction takes place in as they belong to the original artists, as well as any songs that, more than likely, will show up later in the story. We do own: the nightclub itself, Daniel City, and any Daniel City related characters, including the Daniel City Heroes (myself included). The Ultimate StH Universe thing is more of a general idea since anybody could've thought-a that, though it's still Sega's characters. And don't get too excited yet. The action ain't startin' yet. This chapter is where I summarize the story for you and give you some info about myself. All right now, let's get it on! --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Class of Chaos Introduction by Ricky Howell As the camera fades in, the view zooms in to a building in Daniel City, California. The building is lit up with neon lights adorning the outside of the building. People are lined up outside waiting to get in. What is this place? This is the Tropical Whirlpool, the hottest teen nightclub in Daniel City. The camera then enters through the front doors of the Tropical Whirlpool and after the entry hallway with the counter where you pay to get in, pay phones, coat check counter, and poster where the rules are posted, the inside of the club is shown. The walls are painted red with two white stripes running across them. The carpet is colored navy blue with small white stars on it. In the center of the room is a large light-up dance floor with a large disco ball above it with several lights shining on it. On the dance floor are several people dancing to the current song playing, **"Car Wash"** by Christina Aguilera and Missy Elliott. On the wall behind the dance floor is a stage where a band would perform if there were a band performing tonight but tonight, the DJ is providing all the music. Behind the band stage is a stage where the DJ table is stationed and behind that is a large video monitor that is displaying an overview of the club from several cameras that rotate, spin, zoom in, and zoom out to the beat of the music. On the first level of the two story teen nightclub, several tables and chairs surround the dance floor with people sitting in most of the chairs. The club also has a snack bar stationed to the far left of the entrance with people sitting at the stools waiting to be served. The restrooms, just so everyone knows, are stationed to the far right of the entrance. There is a ramp on the right wall that leads to the club's second level. The ramp makes it handicap accessible. On the second level are more tables and chairs, a rail around a large part of the second level so the club goers on the second level can safely look down at the dance floor on the first floor. Also on the second level are several arcade video game machines lined along the walls. This place was just designed for teenagers to have fun. Then the camera goes back to the first level and zooms in on the DJ as he leaves the table. After starting the next song, **"Don't Phunk With My Heart"** by the Black Eyed Peas, the DJ walks toward the snack bar to get a drink. He is a Hispanic-American teenager about 15 years old. He has black hair with blue highlights. He is wearing a black and white rugby shirt, blue jeans, all-white Air Force Ones, Nike wristbands, one-piece blue-framed sunglasses, and a small gold spinner chain. He approaches the snack bar and sits down. DJ: Hey Sarah. Sarah-Waitress: Hey Ricky. How ya doin'? Ricky: I'm good. Just came by to say hi to my girl and get a drink. Sarah: Aw, that's sweet. So, whadaya need? Ricky: I'll have a medium Coca-Cola with lemon. Sarah: Comin' right up. As Sarah leaves to get Ricky's drink, Ricky turns and sees the camera, remembering why it's there in the first place. Ricky: Oh, I'm introducing the story now? Oh, all right, just a minute. Sarah (handing Ricky his drink): Here you go. That's $1.70. Ricky (taking the drink and giving the money): All right, see ya later. Sarah: See ya later. Ricky turns back to face the camera. Ricky: My girlfriend (indicating Sarah). Anyway, what's up everybody? This is Ricky Howell a.k.a. DJ Rick Frost a.k.a. Rick-alicious from the Daniel City Heroes here to tell y'all about this new story here, it's called Class of Chaos. It's a crossover between Sonic the Hedgehog and Class of 3000. I'll describe the story the best I can without spoiling anything. It starts out when the Westley music class is going on a trip to a music competition when, thanks to a Chaos Emerald, the Westley class is brought to Mobius in the Ultimate StH Universe. If you don't know what that is, it basically means any significant person, place, or thing from the comics, games, or animated shows, along with a few added surprises, will be there. Anyway, now stranded on Mobius, the Westley gang needs to get back together, and find the seven Chaos Emeralds to get back home, while helping Sonic and his friends defeat Eggman and stop his plot to take over the world. Or is he called Robotnik? Whatever, the point is, it's gonna be sweet, a'ight. Ha ha haaaaaaaa. Another thing is, just so you know the Westley class members all get changed into Mobian animal forms like Sonic and the gang. Aaron told me about that, you'll meet him later. I also remember this scene early in the story when _(read to find out)_ and _(read to find out)_ get turned into their Mobian forms then meet up with _(read to find out)_ and watch him kick _(read to find out)_'s butt. Ricky reaches the DJ table and when the song ends plays **"Just A Friend"** by Mario. Ricky: Now before I start the story, I'm gonna tell y'all a little bit about myself. Now, as you can probably tell by my DJ name, I have ice powers. I can lower the air around me to subzero temperatures, I can shoot ice beams, and I can even make it snow. Ricky then blows a chilling wind above the dancers on the dance floor and it starts snowing. Upon doing this, the crowd starts cheering and applauding Ricky. Ricky: They love it when I do that. Just like they love the way I mix. I'm better than that guy who used to DJ here, DJ Jazz Square. 'Coarse he just goes by Jazz now. I replace him as the DJ at a teen nightclub, then he lets his freak flag fly by becoming a supervillian and terrorizing people with a saxophone that magnifies his power of sonic blasts, which he got by stealing some defective junk from a local tech company. Can you believe that? I had to use my ice powers to shut him down after he tried to attack the club. I have some advice for you, Jazz. GET SOME THERAPY!! Ricky: Anyway, that's enough about me for now. So here's Class of Chaos. DJ Rick Frost is out! Peace! Then the camera zooms away from Ricky and out of the club as the screen fades to black. 2. A Bus Trip Gone Wrong Class of Chaos A Bus Trip Gone Wrong Sunny: Hey everybody, the bus is here! We need to hurry if we wanna make it to Nashville! The students of first year music class of the Westley School of Performing Arts were all rushing out of the building with their instruments on a cart. Kim: This cart idea was great Eddie. Eddie: I just thought it would less time than carrying everything out by hand. Tamika: Yeah we got a lotta heavy stuff on here. Lil' D: I'd probably take a long time getting my drums out here. Kam: But we still need to load all of this on the bus, along with all our luggage. We'll have a lot of work ahead of us, especially considering the amount of stuff Kim is bringing. Kim: Hey! I'm not bringing that much with me! Kam: We're only leaving for a week and you practically emptied your closet into your suitcase! You have enough clothes in there to open a fashion boutique! Kim: I'm just trying to make sure I look good. (notices one of Philly Phil's cases) Hey Philly Phil, what is it you're bringing? Philly Phil: Just some of my inventions. Gotta have something to work on in my spare time. Speaking of which, I have an idea on how we can get everything in the bus with out breaking our backs. Madison: How? Philly Phil then reaches in his backpack and pulls out two small fans with stands on the backs. Philly Phil: I call them the hover fans. They can blow gusts of wind powerful enough to make something hover in the air. Tamika: How's that gonna help? Philly Phil: Just put all of your stuff on that cart and watch. Everyone put all of their luggage on the cart with their instruments and rolled the cart to the area in the back of the bus where the cargo would be stored. Philly Phil then put his hover fans on the front and back ends of the cart and activated them. The fans started blowing and the cart started to hover in the air. Everyone: Ooooooooooh. Once the cart was high enough, Philly Phil set the back fan on a higher setting than the front one and the cart was now floating on a slant. Then the luggage and instruments all slid off the cart and into the bus's cargo storage, after which Philly Phil deactivated the hover fans and the cart fell back to the concrete. Everyone: Wooooooow. Philly Phil: I know. Sunny: All right, now that we're set, let's say goodbye to everyone and get this show on the road. Lil' D: I know. Nashville's Rising Stars music competition awaits and so does our shot at stardom! Lil' D, Eddie, Kim, Kam, Philly Phil, Tamika, Madison and Sunny all said their goodbyes to the children's parents and the other faculty and students at Westley School of Performing Arts. Then Principal Luna approached Sunny. Luna: Senor Bridges, I am afraid I have some bad news for you and your students. The person originally intended to drive this bus has called in sick and without a bus driver, we will have to cancel the trip as you will not be able to reach the competition. Everyone: WHAT!?! Lil' D: We can't perform?! I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS! Luna: Yes, I can only imagine how this must feel. It is not fantastic. Philly Phil: Can't you just find another driver? Luna: I have already tried. They are all unable to come, either because they already have appointments or they have problems as well. Sunny : It's alright, everyone just calm down. We'll still go on the trip. Eddie: But who's gonna drive the bus? Sunny: I will. Kim: You know how to drive a bus? Sunny: Yeah. I would've been on the bus anyway. This just means now I'll have something to do. Luna: Fantastic! The trip is back on! Everyone cheered upon hearing this. They once again have a shot at the music competition. Then after some more goodbyes, the parents, other students, and faculty all left. Then, the music class started boarding the bus. But before Madison boarded the bus, she saw something glowing with a red light behind a nearby bush. Madison: (looking at the red glow) What is that? (looking back at the bus) I'll only be gone for a second. Madison then ran toward the bush to find what was glowing. She stared in awe as she saw the object. It was a large red gemstone glowing with a strange red light. Madison picked it up and started staring at it. Madison: Wow. I wonder where this came from. Sunny: (yelling from the bus) Hey Madison! We're about to leave! Come on! Madison: Coming! Still wanting to ponder about the jewel, Madison put it in a pocket in her dress, ran toward the bus, and boarded it. Then, with all of the passengers on board, the bus drove off. One hour later… The bus is still on its way from Atlanta, Georgia to Nashville, Tennessee for the Rising Stars music competition. Everyone is doing their own thing to occupy themselves. Sunny is still driving the bus, Tamika fell asleep from the long bus ride, Eddie and Kam are playing chess, Lil' D is practicing on his electronic drum set, Philly Phil is working on one of the inventions he brought with him, Kim is playing a video game she brought, and Madison is looking at the scenery as the bus rides by. Madison is also looking at the mysterious red jewel she found, which is still glowing but not as brightly as it was an hour ago when she found it. She then decided to tell someone about it. If it belonged to someone on the bus, she could just give it to them. If it didn't, she hoped no one would think she stole it. She decided to tell Kim and walked over to her. Madison: Hey Kim. Kim: Hey Madison. (attention towards video game) No! No! Get him! Get him! Voice on video game: You got 2nd place. Nice job. Game over. Kim: So close. (turning toward Madison) So, you wanted to tell me something? Madison: Yeah, I found something before we got on the bus. (shows Kim the jewel) Check it out. Kim: Wow! Is that a giant ruby? Madison: Sure looks like it. And it's glowing. Why do you think that is? Kim: I dunno. I just hope it's not radioactive and making you sick while you're holding it. Madison: I feel fine. Kim: Well that's good to hear. Who do you think this thing belongs to? Madison: You think Eddie or his parents dropped it? Kim: Nah. They don't strike me as the types to carry loose jewels, especially ones this big. They then look at Eddie and Kam, who are still playing chess. Kam: Knight to E-6. Eddie: Aw, that's my last bishop. Madison: I guess you're right. But then where did it come from? Before Kim could respond to Madison's question, something came crashing through one of the bus's windows and grabbed everyone's attention, except Tamika who is still asleep. Philly Phil: What was that? Lil' D: Someone just threw a brick through the window. The object was indeed a brick. Written on it was the saying "Eastley rules, Westley drools." The entire Westley class ,except Tamika, looked out the windows and saw another bus next to theirs. It belonged to their rivals at the Eastley School of Performing Arts. Looking out of the windows in the Eastley bus are the Westley students identical yet different counterparts: Lil' G, Freddie, Brooklyn Bill, Addison, Jim, Jam, and Bambi. Also, just as Sunny was driving the bus for Westley, driving the bus for Eastley was the Eastley class's music teacher T. Top Saliere. Saliere: Hello Sunny, on your way to Nashville, I presume. Sunny: Saliere, what do you want? Saliere: We're on our way to the music competition as well and we thought we would show you exactly who would win. (to the Eastley kids) Students, you may begin. The Eastley kids then started throwing more "Eastley rules, Westley drools" bricks at the Westley bus. Some were denting the bus and some were breaking the windows. The Westley kids were ducking behind and under seats to avoid being hit by bricks and glass shards. Lil' D: Sunny, pull the bus over! Sunny: Already on it. Sunny pulled the bus over. However, the Eastley bus pulled over as well and continued to throw bricks at them. Sunny: No good! They're still throwing bricks at us! I'm gonna speed up! Hang onto somethin'! Sunny then sped up the bus but Eastley did the same and continued throwing bricks at Westley. One of the bricks bounced off a seat cushion and hit Tamika in the head, waking her from her nap. Tamika: Ow, hey, what's goin' on? Kam: The Eastley kids are throwing bricks at us! Tamika: Then throw 'em back! Tamika then grabbed one of the bricks and threw it back at the Eastley bus, hitting one of the Eastley kids in the head and knocking them out. Tamika: Yeah, that's right. Just then, yet another brick came through a window. This one hit the machine Philly Phil was working on. The brick damaged it and it started to overload. Philly Phil noticed this and got worried. Philly Phil: Uh oh. The damage from that last brick is making my machine overload. It's gonna blow! Philly Phil then threw the machine at the back of the bus where it exploded in a flash of electricity. A few bolts of electricity flew out of the destroyed machine, one of them hitting the jewel that Madison was holding a few minutes ago. The jewel seemed to absorb the energy and now it was glowing more than ever. Tamika: What is that? Kim: Madison, wasn't that the jewel you were holding a few minutes ago? Madison: Yeah but what's going on with it? Then the jewel gave off a radiant explosion of light. Lil' D: What's happening?! Madison: I don't know! Tamika: This is really freaky! Eddie: I don't think I'm gonna like this! Kim: I'm so scared here! Kam: Me too! Philly Phil: Wait, where did that jewel come from in the first place? Sunny: Whoa, it is way too bright back there. Then the jewel gave off an explosion of light that began to flow through the bus. First, Lil' D and Madison were swallowed by the light, then Eddie, then Kim and Philly Phil, then Kam and Tamika, and finally Sunny. Soon, the strange light surrounded the entire Westley bus. Lil' G: Wait, what's happening over there? Addison: I don't know. Bambi: That looks really freaky. Freddie: I don't like the look of this. Jim: That looks scary. Jam: I know. Brooklyn Bill, as the kid who Tamika knocked out earlier, is still unconscious. Saliere: Wow! It is way too bright over there. Then the light that engulfed the Westley bus came over and engulfed the Eastley bus as well, starting with the 7 Eastley kids, who were all huddled together, and ending with Saliere, who was alone at the front of the bus. Then as soon as the light started, it vanished and everyone in it as well. The Westley and Eastley school buses and everyone in them were gone, with a few "Eastley rules, Westley drools" bricks littering the roadway as the only proof that they were ever there to begin with. To Be Continued… 3. The Start of a New Adventure Class of Chaos The Start of a New Adventure Lil' D woke up in the middle of a field. He apparently passed out a while ago, though he doesn't remember exactly what made him pass out. He remembered the bus trip, the Eastley kids attacking them, Philly Phil's machine exploding, and some weird ruby thing glowing brightly. After that, there was nothing but complete darkness. Now he was in a field in the middle of nowhere and there was no sign of the bus, Sunny, or any of the other Westley kids anywhere. There was no sign of Eastley either, though he thought of that as a good thing. He was wondering if his friends were all right, where they were, where he was, and if they could make it to the music competition in time. Lil' D: "Wow. That was some crazy bus trip. And now I've got so many things to think about, I don't even know where to start." Just then, Lil' D hears a yawn coming from a nearby bush, and it was in Madison's voice. Lil' D: (thinking) _Well that's as good a place as any to start._ Lil' D gets up and walks over to the bush, expecting to find his friend Madison over there, but at the same time mentally preparing for anything. Lil' D: "Madison, are you… (sees behind the bush) WHOA!" Instead of seeing the human girl he knew as his friend, he saw what appeared to be a half-human, half-rabbit creature lying beside the bush, clearly asleep. It had pink fur except where light purple fur was around its muzzle, long ears on top of its head that hung down to the sides, and it was wearing light blue slip-on shoes, light blue shorts, a pink bracelet, a blue choker with a gold pendant, a white hair-band that seemed to be tied around the rabbit's ears, and a long, purple and green, floral print dress. Lil' D remembered that this was the dress that Madison liked to wear. In fact, it was the same one she wore on the bus trip when everything happened. Lil' D: (thinking) _Is that Madison?_ Just then the rabbit started to wake up. It once again yawned, still with Madison's voice. Rabbit: "Wow. That was a nice nap. Weird though, I don't remember deciding to take one." Lil' D: "Madison?" Rabbit: (rubbing her eyes) "Oh, hey Lil' D." Lil' D: "Is that really you?" Madison: (still rubbing her eyes) "Well, of course it's me, silly. Who else could it…" (stops rubbing her eyes and looks at Lil' D) "Aaaaaaah! What in the world?!" Lil' D: "What? What is it?" Madison: "Wait, is that you Lil' D?" Lil' D: (curious) "Why wouldn't it be me?" Madison: "'Cause… you… uuuh… don't look like yourself." Lil' D: "Wha?" Madison: "Take a look at this." Madison then took a small mirror out of her dress pocket. She was about to give it to Lil' D to show him what she was talking about when she saw her own arm covered in pink fur. Madison: (looking at her arm) "What the…" Madison then took the mirror away to look at herself, just as Lil' D was about to grab it. It was then that Lil' D saw his own arm. It was covered in green feathers. He was really curious now. He then went to Madison after she saw her new reflection in the mirror and put it down. He then saw that he had transformed as well. He was now a half-human, half-bird creature, a hawk if he had to guess. He was covered in green feathers and his nose and mouth were now a yellow beak. He checked to see if any of his clothes had changed. His sailor hat, wristwatch, green short sleeved shirt with pockets all on the front, blue jeans, and black and white sneakers were all still there. Though he didn't get a new outfit with his new body, he still thought he looked pretty cool. He looked back at Madison, who was now hugging herself. Apparently, she liked the way she looks now and she took off her hair-band, which let her rabbit ears hang lower down the sides of her head. Madison: (hugging herself) "Oooooooo. I'm a cute bunny rabbit! I dunno how I got this way, but yet.(looks at Lil' D) Lil' D, you turned into a cool-looking giant bird! Are these feathers real? (plucks a feather out of Lil' D's arm)" Lil' D: "Ow! Apparently… Madison, what the heck happened to us?" Madison: "Again, I don't know. " Lil' D: "Well, whadda we do now?" Madison: "Well maybe we can find some help in that city over there." Lil' D turns to where Madison is now pointing and sees what appears to be a city in the distance Lil' D: "I didn't see that city there before. Is that Nashville?" Madison: "I don't know, but we should go there anyway. I think there might be someone who can help us there." Lil' D: "How can you be sure?" Madison: "I just am." With the usual smile on her face, Madison started walking toward the city. Lil' D wasn't sure about this, but given that it was better than just standing around all day waiting for something to happen, he followed Madison to the city. When they reached it, they saw that it was a rather nice looking place. Madison was then looking at a nearby sign, which had the name of the city on it. Madison: (reading the sign) "Welcome to Emerald Town." (turning to Lil' D) "Well I guess that answers your question about Nashville, Lil' D. Well, let's go." Madison then started walking into the city but Lil' D stopped her. Lil' D: "Madison, we can't just walk on out there. Look at us!" Madison: "Yeah, but look at them." Lil' D looked into the city and saw that, along with humans, there were other half-human, half-animal creatures like they were now, just walking down the street. But they weren't walking. They were running. Running away from something by the looks of it. Lil' D: "Wait, what are they running from?" As if to answer his question, a giant robot stepped backwards down a side street, and it was huge. Madison: "Aaaaaaaah!" Lil' D: "What in the… Let's get outta here!" Before they could turn to go, something hit the robot, clearly doing damage. The two kids couldn't tell exactly what was hitting the robot since it was moving so fast but they could tell it was something blue. Lil' D and Madison: "What was that?" Just then the blue figure landed and was now in plain view for everyone, including the two Westley kids to see. It was a blue humanoid hedgehog. It had blue fur on most of its body, except his arms and belly, he had a few sharp-looking spines going down its back, and it was wearing white gloves and red and white running shoes. Hedgehog: "Guess you're back for another beating huh?" Then a tinted window opens revealing the pilot, a very overweight human man wearing a red suit and thick glasses. He also has a long thick orange mustache. Human: "As soon as I get that Chaos Emerald, you are finished!" Lil' D and Madison were just watching the whole scene unfold. They thought things would get messy, so they hid in a nearby alleyway behind some trashcans. Madison: "Who are these guys?" Lil' D: "No clue, but the dude with the orange face fuzz don't look like a good guy." Just then, two more hedgehogs came up two the blue one. One was a female, with fur that was purple in some spots and pink in others like the spines that ran down her back. She rode in on a hover bike and was wearing a dark blue skirt, a red sleeveless top, a gold belt, blue gloves that went past her elbows, red stockings, dark blue boots with red tips, and a medallion that resembled a keyboard. The other was a green male hedgehog that rode in on a hover board. He wearing a red vest, a fanny pack, two earrings in his right ear, white gloves, white shoes with red on them, and a medallion representing a drum set. Purple Hedgehog: "We're here now, Sonic." Green Hedgehog: "Need any help, bro." Blue Hedgehog: "No, I can handle this." Purple Hedgehog: "Will you need this? You forgot it before coming here." The purple hedgehog then held up a medallion shaped like a guitar for the blue hedgehog, apparently named Sonic, to see. Sonic: "Nope, I don't think I'll need it for this one." Sonic then turned to face the robot and began talking to the pilot. Sonic: "So Doc, are you gonna go quietly or is this gonna get loud?" Human: "I'm not going anywhere." Just then a radar goes off on the control console of the robot. Human: "Ah! It seems I will be leaving with no one but **two** Chaos Emeralds. I shall take them both and then I, Dr. Ivo Robotnik, will be that much closer to building my empire!" The human, apparently named Robotnik, then turned its gaze to where the "Chaos Emerald" would be, the hiding spot currently taken by Lil' D and Madison. Lil' D: "Is that guy lookin' at us?" Madison: "I hope not." Robotnik then tried to move in on that location but before he could take more than two steps, Sonic stepped in front of him. Sonic: "No way am I letting you get those emeralds, Ro-butt-nik." Robotnik then started shooing lasers at Sonic, while Sonic kept dodging and attacking. Meanwhile, the other two hedgehogs were just standing there, watching the battle unfold, with their brother on the winning end. Meanwhile, the purple hedgehog seemed to have her mind on something. Purple Hedgehog: (thinking) _Wait, did he just say __**two**__ Chaos Emeralds?_ Green Hedgehog: (to purple hedgehog) "Hey Sonia, you okay?" Sonia: (to green hedgehog) "Hey Manic, did you hear Robotnik mention something about two Chaos Emeralds over here?" Manic: "Yeah why?" Sonia: "Look over there." Sonia and Manic look into a nearby alley and see a pink rabbit and a green hawk, Madison and Lil' D, hiding behind a bunch of garbage cans and watching the battle between Sonic and Robotnik. She noticed that when he started walking in their direction they had scared looks on their faces and started talking to each other. They couldn't have been too scared though otherwise they would have just run away like everyone else. Manic: "What? You think those kids over there have a Chaos Emerald?" Sonia: "It's always a possibility." Sonia's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of an explosion. Robotnik started to shoot missiles at Sonic. Sonic was either dodging them or spin attacking him. Finally the battle ended when Sonic grabbed one of the missiles and turned it toward the robot. It flew toward the control center and exploded. Robotnik flew out of the wrecked robot, shouting at Sonic at the top of his lungs. Robotnik: "This isn't oveeeeeeeer!" When Robotnik was out of sight, Sonic walked over to Sonia and Manic with the Chaos Emerald that Robotnik tried to take. Sonic: "Done and done." (turns toward Madison and Lil' D's hiding spot) Okay, you two can come out now." Lil' D and Madison then rose from their hiding spot. Madison: "How did you know we were here?" Sonic: "I saw you when Robotnik started walking towards you. Sonia: "He probably wouldn't have tried to focus on you unless you have a Chaos Emerald. Do you have one? Lil' D: "Naw, we ain't got no emeralds." Madison: "Yeah, all we have is this weird ruby." Madison then took the familiar looking red jewel out of her dress pocket. Lil' D: "Hey, its that weird ruby again. Where'd you get that thing in the first place?" Madison: "I found it outside the school in some bushes. That was what was taking me so long to get on the bus. Then after we got here, I found it again while we walking toward here." Lil' D: "And you picked it up after what happened on the bus?!" Madison: "I didn't see the problem." Manic: "Hey, slow down. Slow down. Why don't you tell us what happened." Lil' D: "The two of us, with our friends and our teacher, were on our way to Nashville for this music competition, when the kids from the Eastley School started to throw bricks at us. One thing lead to another and this thing lead us here. (indicating the red jewel) Now, we've been turned into a hawk and a rabbit, we got no clue where our friends are, and we don't even know where we are!" Manic: "Calm down, man. Calm down. Now, you said you don't know where you are. This is a city called Emerald Town." Lil' D: " We know that but where is it? Is it anywhere close to Nashville?" Sonia: "I don't even know what you're talking about with that. What's Nashville?" Madison: "It's the city we were traveling to from Atlanta." Sonia: "What's Atlanta?" Lil' D: "Ya never heard of Atlanta, the ATL, A-Town?" Sonia: (while Sonic and Manic are shaking their heads) "No." Lil' D: "Y'all gotta be jokin'. For one, it's the birthplace of Sunny Bridges, my idol, my mentor, and one of the greatest blues, funk, and jazz musicians on the face of Planet Earth!" Madison: (thinking) _He is such a fanboy... _(looking at herself while thinking) _I look so cute!_ Sonia: "Earth? This planet is called Mobius, not Earth." Lil' D: "Say what?" Madison: "Huh?" Sonic: " Hold on, I think I know what's going on here." Lil' D and Madison: "What?" Sonic: "I think you guys have been transported here from another world." Lil' D and Madison: "WHAT!!!" Sonic: (to Sonia and Manic) "The same thing happened to us a few times. Remember?" Manic: "Oh yeah." Sonia: "Don't remind me." Madison: "You're sayin' were stuck on a whole 'nother planet? Sonic: "Yeah. It's probably because of that Chaos Emerald." Madison: "So this thing brought us here? But, aren't emeralds supposed to be green?" Sonia: "The Chaos Emeralds come in different colors. There are seven of them and they all have magical powers. If all seven are gathered, anything can happen. That's the main reason Robotnik wants them." Lil' D and Madison: "Robotnik?" Manic: "That guy my bro was fighting against. He's real bad news. He's an evil genius who wants to rule the world. He commands an army of robots and likes to turn Mobians into robots" Lil' D: " Moba-what?" Sonia: "Mobians. Humanoid-animal creatures. Like the three of us and the two of you." Madison: "So there's a name for what we've turned into?" Sonic: "I'm guessing that you weren't always this way?" Lil' D: "Naw, we was human before we got here." Madison: "Well this is a lot of info. You guys, where we are, what we've turned into, this Chaos Emerald thing, that Robotnik guy." Manic: "Yeah, you guys just got here didn't you. Lil' D and Madison: "Yep." Sonia: "Earlier, you mentioned that you didn't know where your friends are. Chances are that if the Chaos Emerald took you here, it took your friends here too. How many of you are there exactly?" Madison: "There's seven kids in our group: Tamika, Eddie, Philly Phil, Kim, Kam and the two of us. And adding Sunny means there's eight of us." Lil' D: "I just hope we find 'em soon and get back home or we'll miss the music competition." Madison: "Lil' D! Our friends are missing and you're worried about that?" Lil' D: "What? I know what's goin' on, but still…" Sonic: "Guys, how about we help you find your friends?" Lil' D: "Really?" Madison: "We don't want to cause you guys to much trouble, especially seeing how he just fought that giant robot." Sonic: "Guys it's no trouble at all. We'd be happy to help. Right guys?" Sonia nods her head and Manic gives a thumbs up. Lil' D: "Sweet." Madison: "Thanks Mister…uuuh… What was your name?" Sonic: "Name's Sonic, Sonic the Hedgehog." Sonia: "I'm his sister Sonia." Manic: "And I'm their brother Manic." Madison: " Nice to meet you, I'm Madison." Lil' D: "And I'm Lil' D." Manic: "Looks like we've got another adventure besides taking down Robuttnik, where do ya think we should start.?" Sonic: "Tails might be able to help us. He said he'd be at his workshop in the Mystic Ruins today." Lil' D: "Then it's settled. We find this Tails guy and get him to help us get the gang back together." Sonia: (walking over to her hover bike) "All right let's go. You can ride with me Madison." Manic: (on his hover board) "Hop on Lil' D." Sonia and Madison get on the hover bike and Manic and Lil' D get on the hover board while Sonic is just standing around waiting for them to get ready. Sonic: "You guys ready?" Sonia and Manic: "Yeah!" Madison: "Wait, what are you ridin' on?" Sonia: "Trust me, he doesn't need to." Manic: "Lil' D, hold on to your hat." Lil' D: "A'ight." (thinking) _I don't think I'm gonna like this._ Sonic: "Three…" Sonia: "Two…" Manic: "One…" Sonic, Sonia, and Manic: "GO!" The three hedgehogs speed off into the distance. They are enjoying the rush while their two passengers are screaming at the top of their lungs and hanging on for their lives. Lil' D: (thinking) _I was right! What kinda whacked-up situation did we just get into!?_ To Be Continued… 4. Is This a Dream? Class of Chaos Is This a Dream? Eddie woke up after being unconscious for what seemed like a long time. He looked around and saw that he was in the middle of a forest. Eddie: "Wow. Those Eastley kids did a number on us. Now I think I'm hallucinating. I mean where did the bus go or Sunny or anyone for that matter?" Eddie was starting to get scared. He tried calling out for his friends. Eddie: "Hello." No answer. Eddie: "Hello!" Still no answer. This time he tried cupping his hands around his mouth. He took a deep breath and… Eddie: (shouting) "HELLO!" There was still no answer. Eddie came to the conclusion that he was alone. He was getting even more scared. Eddie: "Now calm down Eddie. This is all just a dream. Yeah, that's it. You're just dreaming." Eddie was about to bring his hand up to hold his forehead when he saw something very odd about it. It was covered in yellow fur. Eddie: "What the… Okay, now I know I'm dreaming. I was probably hit with a brick when that light came around and now I'm having a dream. A weird one at that." He started to walk around, without watching where he was going, when he almost fell in a pool of water. He then saw his complete reflection in the water. Or at least, he thought it was his reflection. Instead of his regular reflection, he saw one of a creature that he could best describe as being part human and part animal, an animal he couldn't begin to identify. His "reflection" had yellow fur covering its body, except around its muzzle. It also had a small tail poking out of the pants it was wearing. The pompadour that Eddie had his hair in before was not present in the reflection and instead had yellow dreadlocks hanging down the back of its head. The reflection was also wearing a red shirt, brown pants, and black shoes, and had a yellow sweater with the sleeves hanging over its shoulders. This was the same outfit that Eddie was wearing right now. Eddie: (thinking) _Wait a minute, is that really me?_ Eddie moved one of his hands to the top of his head to check if his pompadour was still there. It wasn't. He noticed that his "reflection" did the same motions. He then moved his hand to the back of his head, with the reflection doing the same, to see if the dreadlocks the creature in the reflection had were really on the back of his head. To his shock, they were. It didn't completely register before but now it did. He was the creature depicted in the reflection. Somehow, he had become… whatever he was now. He still couldn't tell. But, he was a lot calmer now than he was a few minutes ago. Eddie: "Well, that cements it. I'm dreaming. Whew, that's a relief. I bet I'll wake up any minute now." He tried closing his eyes and opening them. Nothing changed. He was still in the forest and he was still a…something. He tried it two more times and still nothing changed. Eddie: "Oh well. I'm sure I'll wake up soon enough." * * * Meanwhile… A figure was sitting at the top of an altar. The figure seemed to be guarding something, a large green jewel. The figure was a Mobian echidna, a type of creature that a certain new arrival in the area wouldn't even have a clue to what that was. It had red fur, except on its muzzle, with a white mark on its chest, red dreadlocks hanging down the back of its head, and a small red tail. It was wearing gloves that resembled boxing gloves with spikes on them and red shoes with a yellow stripe on them, a metal buckle, and green cuffs around the ankles. Apparently not much happened that day as he started to get tired and closed his eyes. Echidna: "I wonder if anything's going to happen today." Female Voice: "Hey Knuckles!" Knuckles: "I had to say something." Knuckles opened his eyes and looked down the altar. Coming up the steps was a female echidna. She had pink fur and pink hair on top of her head and most of her dreadlocks. She is wearing a vest that is half black and half green, white mittens, a golden belt, and a pair of green boots. She also has cybernetics implanted in her arms and one of her dreadlocks. She also has a proton gun holstered at her side. Knuckles: "Julie-Su, what are you doing here?" Julie-Su: "I was just walkin' by and I thought I'd check on you. See how you were doing." Knuckles: (blushing)"Ummm…" Just then, a voice grabs Knuckles' attention. While it was faint, he somehow managed to hear it. Voice: "Hello." Knuckles: "Did you hear that?" Julie-Su: "Hear what?" Voice: "Hello!" Knuckles: "That. What is it?" Julie-Su: "It sounded kinda quiet maybe it was just a little bird." Voice: (shouting) "HELLO!" Knuckles: "That's no little bird." Knuckles then got up and started running towards where the voice came from. Julie-Su: "Where are you going?" Knuckles: "I'm going to find out where that voice came from. Someone might be after the Master Emerald." Julie-Su: "I'm going with you." Knuckles: "No, I can handle this. You just stay here and watch the Master Emerald for me until I get back." Knuckles then ran off into the forest, leaving a dissatisfied Julie-Su to watch the Master Emerald. However, she didn't notice that four figures hiding in the bushes were watching it as well, though not for the same reasons. * * * Meanwhile, with Eddie… Eddie began walking in the forest again, twirling a stick in his hand. He was still thinking that any moment now, he will wake up on the bus as his regular self and everything will be back to normal. If he didn't know, or think, that this was a dream, he would be a lot more freaked out. Eddie: "This sure is a long dream. Maybe it was the breakfast I had this morning. That second helping of scrambled eggs did taste kinda funny." Just then Eddie saw a bush rustle out the corner of his eye. With his curiosity overpowering his common sense and the thought in his head that this was all a dream anyway, he decided to take a look at what it was. When he looked behind the bush, he couldn't be sure of what he saw in the foliage, but he saw what he could guess was a sort of monkey. It seemed to have a robotic body with a searchlight on the top of its head. It had its back towards Eddie and it seemed like he was looking for something. Eddie: "What is that?" Eddie was starting to get scared all over again. He didn't know what to expect. In his mind, it might have been a dream but dreams can still be scary. Just then, the monkey, if that was even what it was, turned to face Eddie with the bright searchlight shining right on him. Eddie: "Aaaaaaaah!" Eddie then threw the stick he was holding at the monkey and ran as fast as he could. If this was a nightmare, he wasn't going to give the monster a chance to do what it was going to do. * * * Meanwhile, with Knuckles… Knuckles was walking through the forest. He knew he was getting close to whoever or whatever that voice came from. Knuckles: "They've got to be around here somewhere." Voice from before: "Aaaaaaaah!" Knuckles: "Gotcha!" Knuckles started running toward where the screen came from. He then came to a clearing and saw two figures running down a path. The first figure was a yellow echidna wearing a red shirt, brown pants, black shoes, and a yellow sweater draped over his shoulders. The second figure was a robot monkey with a searchlight on its head and a stick lodged into the searchlight. The robot seemed to be chasing the echidna and it had an angry look on its face while the echidna looked scared out of his mind. Knuckles decided to jump in and help the yellow echidna. * * * Meanwhile, with Julie-Su… Julie-Su was just sitting around by the Master Emerald, waiting for Knuckles to return. She couldn't understand how Knuckles can just sit here and guard this thing day in and day out. Julie-Su: "When is Knuckles getting back? I'm getting bored just sitting here." Right then she saw a bush rustle. Julie-Su: "Knuckles?" There was no reply. Julie-Su went over to see who or what it was. Then, the four figures hiding in the bushes jumped out. Julie-Su: "Whoa!" She then pulls her proton gun out of its holster and prepares for battle. * * * Meanwhile, with Eddie and Knuckles… Eddie was running as fast as he could, which judging by the speed of the figure chasing him wasn't fast enough. He thought that if the robot, or monkey or monster or whatever it was, caught up to him, it would tear him up, especially seeing as the stick he threw at it broke its light and got lodged in it. The figure behind him had a very dangerous look on his face, an angry, malicious look. Eddie: (thinking) _I want to wake up! I need to wake up! Why won't I wake up?!_ "SOMEONE HELP!!!" He hoped that someone would hear him and make this nightmare end. However, as soon as he thought this he tripped, giving the robot monkey the time it needed to close the gap between it and Eddie. Then it jumped at him. Eddie: "AAAAAAAAAAH!!!" He closed his eyes, expecting to be on the receiving end of a lot of pain and suffering. He waited a few seconds and surprisingly nothing happened. He opened his eyes and saw, standing between him and the robot monkey was a red…well it was the same type of creature he was now. The biggest differences between this new guy and himself were that he was red while Eddie was yellow, and their differing choice of clothing, or lack there of in the new guy's case as he only seemed to be wearing a pair of gloves and a pair of shoes. Eddie: (thinking) _Who's this guy?_ When Knuckles jumped between the echidna and the robot monkey, the latter stopped in its tracks. Knuckles started thinking about who or what this was. His first thought was that it was one of Robotnik's robots but if he had even seen this robot before, he didn't remember where. Knuckles: "All right, who are you and why are you chasing this kid?" Robot Monkey: "I know you. You're Knuckles the Echidna, one of Robotnik's prime targets." Knuckles: "So you're with Robotnik?" Robot Monkey: "Yep. The name's Coconuts. I would try to attack you and try to eliminate you for him… (turns towards Eddie) …but you'll have to wait until after I ring this kid's neck! (points at the stick, still lodged in his light) I can't just let him get away with this!" Eddie: "It was an accident, honest! PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!" Coconuts started to walk towards Eddie when Knuckles stepped in his way. Knuckles: "Sorry. You want him you'll have to go through me." Coconuts: "Okay." Coconuts then pulled an actual coconut from seemingly out of nowhere and threw it at Knuckles, who easily knocked it away. He followed that up with more coconuts, which were also blocked. Remembering his other target, he also threw some at Eddie. Those were also knocked away by Knuckles. He then repeated the process and soon was throwing a barrage of them at them. Soon afterwards, he stopped. Eddie: (thinking) _Where did he get all those coconuts from?_ Knuckles: "Is that the best you got?" Coconuts: "Not even close." Coconuts then pulled, not coconuts, but bombs out of nowhere and proceeded to throw them at Knuckles and Eddie. Knuckles was running and jumping left and right to avoid the explosives while Eddie was laying down in a ditch concealed by plants. Knuckles: (thinking) _This guy means business! If I can get close, I should be able to attack._ Eddie: (thinking) _This dream is insane! When am I going to wake up?!_ Knuckles kept dodging bombs until he got close enough to Coconuts to attack. He brought his fist forward and punched him so hard that he was sent flying through the forest. Once the dust settled, Knuckles walked towards Eddie to see if he was okay. Knuckles: "Hey are you all right?" Eddie then got up, brushed himself off, and answered the red echidna. Eddie: "I'm fine. Thanks for helping me. Mister, uuuh…Knuckles the Echidna right?" Knuckles: "Yeah, but just call me Knuckles and who are you exactly?" Eddie: "I'm Edward Lawrence the Third but everyone just calls me Eddie." Knuckles: "All right. So Eddie, I came out here because I heard a voice calling out "Hello" over and over again. Was that you?" Eddie: "Yeah. You see, I was on this trip with my friends to this music competition when our ri…" Just then, an explosion was heard in the distance. Eddie: "What was that?" Knuckles: "It sounded like it came from the altar!" Knuckles started running toward the altar, hoping that Julie-Su and the Master Emerald weren't caught in that explosion. He then looked back toward Eddie. He couldn't just leave him there for another robot or something else to attack him, besides he was still curious about the explanation he was about to give. So he stopped, turned to face Eddie, and asked him… Knuckles: "Hey, you comin' or what?" Eddie thought for a few seconds and responded. Eddie: "Sure." (thinking) _I hope I don't regret this._ Knuckles and Eddie ran off towards the altar of the Master Emerald. * * * At the altar of the Master Emerald… When Knuckles and Eddie reached the altar, they saw the scene of a battle. Four robots holding laser cannons and rocket launchers were all shooting at Julie-Su, obviously trying to get past her. One of them was a short and gray robot, another was tall and yellow robot, another resembled a robotic chicken, and the last one was green, had a drill for a nose, and vaguely resembled a tank. Julie-Su was holding them off with her combat skills and, when needed, her proton gun. One of the blasts from the rocket launchers knocked her off of the altar and in front of the other two echidnas. Knuckles saw it as an attempt being made to take the Master Emerald and Eddie still thought of all of this as a long, crazy dream that he would wake up from any minute. Knuckles: "Julie-Su, are you all right.?" Julie-Su: "Yeah, I'm fine. These robots came and attacked and… (looks at Eddie) …and who is this?" Knuckles: "This is Eddie. He's this kid I found in the forest that was that voice we heard earlier." Eddie: "Nice to meet you." They all looked back at the altar and saw the four robots running (or rolling in the case of the tank robot) up the steps to the altar. Robots: "The Master Emerald is ours!" Knuckles: "Oh no you don't." Knuckles then started to run after the robots, then Julie-Su, then Eddie, who wanted to get a better view of the action. The robots turned their attention away from the large jewel and onto the three echidnas. All four of them had their guns at the ready. Chicken Robot: "Sorry, but we won't let you get in our way." Gray Robot: "Dr. Eggman has a plan for the Master Emerald and wanted us to capture it for him. And we don't plan to disappoint." Julie-Su: "So they're some of Robotnik's flunkies. Should-a guessed." Knuckles: "Well I won't let them get the Master Emerald." Eddie: "Wait. Eggman? Robotnik? Are you all talking about the same guy or two different people?" Knuckles: "They're both the same person. You mean you don't…" Knuckles was interrupted by sudden laser fire from one of the robots and soon they all started firing. Knuckles: (to Eddie) "We'll talk later." Knuckles then charged into combat. He dodged several rockets and laser blasts and also managed to get some punches in. While he was still fighting he made a comment to the robots. Knuckles: "I remember two of you, Decoe and Bocoe. (referring to the gray and yellow robots) But the other two, I don't even recognize." Bocoe: "The other two are called Scratch and Grounder. (referring to the chicken and tank robots) They are two of Eggman's earlier robots that he recently found in a scrap pile." Grounder: "Hey! Are you calling me a piece of junk?" Scratch: (dodging a shot from Julie-Su's gun) "Focus on the here and now, Grounder! We don't want Robotnik to junk us again after he just rediscovered us, do we?" Grounder: "Oh, right." Julie-Su was also putting up a fight, throwing punches, kicks, and shooting lasers from her gun. She then happened to turn around and saw Eddie hiding behind a nearby rock and simply watching the whole thing. Julie-Su: (to Eddie) "Hey, aren't you going to get in on this?" Eddie: "But, I can't fight. And besides, I'll probably just wake up soon anyhow." Julie-Su: "Huh?" She was interrupted by a nearby rocket exploding and Knuckles yelling out in pain. Julie-Su: "We'll talk later." Knuckles was just blown to the ground by a rocket to the back. Scratch caught him off guard and now the robots were getting closer to the Master Emerald. Knuckles: "All right, take this!" Knuckles then threw a punch towards the ground and a small fissure came up to where the robots were running and fire was rising from it. It damaged the robots while sending them falling off the other side of the altar, leaving the Master Emerald untouched. Julie-Su: " Whoa. What was that?" Knuckles: "It's a new Chaos Technique I learned. Haven't thought of a name for it though." Both of them then turned toward Eddie who came out from behind the rock and walked up to where Knuckles and Julie-Su were now standing. Knuckles: "Okay. Now, we can talk. You said you didn't know who Eggman was?" Eddie: "Would I need to after I wake up?" Knuckles: "Huh?" Julie-Su: "He said pretty much the same thing to me." Eddie: "Well this is a dream right? I obviously fell unconscious when one of those bricks hit me in the head while that light was shining and now I'm having a weird dream, from which I should probably wake up any minute now." Julie-Su: "Wait, you think this is all a dream?" Eddie: "Well, of course it is. I mean none of this stuff can happen in real life. Well, some pretty crazy stuff has happened to me and my friends a lot of times before, but never anything **this** crazy." Julie-Su: "Kid, this isn't a dream." Eddie: "Um, excuse me?" Before she could respond, a humming sound could be heard above them. They looked back and saw that Decoe, Bocoe, Scratch, and Grounder were all sitting in a hovering ship. All of them were banged up and had scorch marks on their metal bodies. The ship was piloted by a fifth robot. It was piloted by Coconuts, who was apparently able to reach these four after his encounter with Knuckles. He too was banged up as a result of his fight and he still had the stick lodged in his light from when he first met Eddie. Coconuts: "You guys got you're butts beat so you needed me to rescue you. Typical." Scratch: "We were doing fine until this red guy showed up. He's tougher than he looks." Knuckles: "Hey! What's that supposed to mean?!" Coconuts: "I know that and his name is Knuckles the Echidna. You guys should have taken the time to update your data banks. We have a lot more enemies than just Sonic and Tails." Eddie: " So he's with these…um, robots right?" Knuckles: "Yeah." (thinking) _Why does he seem so clueless? It's almost as if everything in this world is completely new to him._ Decoe: (to the other robots) "Aren't you forgetting something? We still need to seize the emerald for Dr. Eggman." Coconuts: "Oh yeah." Coconuts then pressed a button, which dropped a bomb on the echidnas. Knuckles was knocked onto the ground a few feet behind him, Julie-Su fell on a patch of dirt with a few pebbles, and Eddie was thrown into a tree. Then Coconuts piloted the ship to the altar and hovered directly above the Master Emerald. He then lowered a crane to grab the large jewel. Knuckles: "NO!!" He started to run to the altar but he was too late. The Master Emerald was already removed from its place. Decoe: "Mission accomplished. Returning to base." Grounder: "All right! My first comeback mission and I didn't get broken to bits." The ship then started to fly away but first it flew up next to Eddie. Coconuts: (to Eddie) "I'll deal with you later." Having said this last comment, Coconuts piloted the ship away from the island until it was out of sight. Julie-Su, having just gotten up, talked to Knuckles after he came down from the altar. Julie-Su: "Did they just take the Master Emerald?" Knuckles: "Yeah, and you know what that means." Julie-Su: "I'll look for something to hold on to." Knuckles: "Hey Eddie, you might want to hold on to something or… Eddie?" Eddie: (to himself) "That hurt. But dreams aren't supposed to hurt. That girl Julie-Su said that this wasn't a dream. Could she have been right? If so, then what is going on here?" Knuckles: "Is something wrong?" Eddie: (to Knuckles) "I just have to ask. Is all of this a dream or not?" Knuckles: "No, this isn't a dream. Julie-Su was right. This is all real and with the Master Emerald gone, Angel Island will fall from the sky." Eddie: "Wait, I'm on an island? And it's floating in the sky?" Julie-Su: "Yes, and not for long." (thinking) _This kid is clueless. I bet if you told him he was an echidna, he wouldn't even know what that was._ Soon, as predicted, Angel Island fell from the sky. Knuckles and Julie-Su were already prepared for this but Eddie was caught off guard, grabbing on to a tree branch at the last second as the island fell into the sea below it. When it hit the water, Knuckles and Julie-Su let go and the jolt of momentum from the landing made Eddie let go of the branch, causing him to fall flat on his back. Eddie: "Whoa. That was some ride." Knuckles: "We've got to get the Master Emerald back. Who knows what Eggman plans to do with it now." Julie-Su: "Yeah, but first…" She is pointing towards Eddie. Knuckles: "I know. I have some questions for him too." Eddie was still shaken up. In part because of the impact of a island crashing in the sea, but mostly due to the fact that he was transported from a bus on its way to Nashville, Tennessee to an island floating in the sky, or an island period. He had also had the startling revelation that this was, in fact, not a dream. He now had some questions of his own forming in his mind. Eddie: (thinking) _This isn't a dream. This is real. Where am I? How did I turn into this thing? Why did I turn into this thing? What is this thing I turned into? Knuckles said he was an echidna. Is that what I turned into? Where are my friends? Are they all right? How is Tamika doing? Will she fall in love with me even though I look like this?_ (out loud) I've got so many thoughts in my head, I'm giving myself a headache. Knuckles: "What was that?" Eddie: "I've got so many things in my head right now that I want answered." Julie-Su: "So do we." Eddie: "You go first." Knuckles: "All right. Before all of this happened you said something about you and your friends heading for a music competition?" Julie-Su: "A music competition? What does that have to do with anything?" Knuckles: "It might explain something about the new guy here." Eddie: "Okay. Before we could get there, our rivals from another school started throwing bricks at us, then this machine my friend was building exploded, then red jewel started glowing, then I wake up in the middle of a forest as a… an echidna right? I heard that robot monkey mention it earlier, but I wasn't sure if it meant that I was the same thing." Julie-Su: (thinking) _He doesn't know what he is. Knew it._ Knuckles: "Yeah, an echidna. You mean you just woke up like that?" Eddie: "Yeah. I don't get how it happened either. It felt like just the last time I was awake, I was on a bus with my pals on our way to Nashville." Knuckles: "Nashville?" Eddie: "You haven't heard of it? It's where the music competition is being held for aspiring musicians from across America to show their stuff." Knuckles: "America?" Eddie: "You haven't heard of the United States of America." Knuckles and Julie-Su both shake their heads. Eddie: "What next, your gonna tell me that I'm on a different planet?" Knuckles: "That depends. What planet are you from?" Eddie: "Earth, why?" Julie-Su: "Come on. This kid's gotta be joking." Knuckles: "Look at his face. I don't think he's joking." Julie-Su: "So what? He really thinks he's from a different planet?" Knuckles: "It's not like crazier stuff hasn't happened." Eddie: (slightly nervous) "What are you guys talking about?" Julie-Su: "Kid, the planet you're on is Mobius, not Earth." Eddie's brain went into slight shock after this last statement. A lot has happened since he arrived in this place, and know he finds out he's not even on Earth anymore! Eddie is now starting to wonder if he will ever see any of his friends again. The two in front of him were now wondering if he went unconscious while standing up as he was quiet for a short while now. Knuckles: "Um, Eddie. Are you alright." Eddie was still slightly in shock and was now wondering if he should even trust the two in front of him. For all he knew they could be robots themselves, or something worse. He didn't even want to think about that. But then again, he thought that if these aliens, or rather he would be the alien since he's on their planet, were going to do something terrible to him, they probably would have done it already. Besides, one of them just saved him from being attacked by a crazy robot, so they probably can't be all bad. Eddie: (after a short while) "Yeah, I'm okay. So I'm really on another planet?" Julie-Su: "You're really not joking. You're really from another world. Guess that explains a lot." Eddie: "Yeah. This is kind of hard to believe. It's so unreal." Knuckles: "How do you think you got here?" Eddie: "I don't know. Between the flying bricks, the exploding machine, and the glowing red gem, it all happened too fast for me to figure out what was going on." Knuckles: "That's understanda… Wait, did you say something about a glowing red gem?" Eddie: "Yeah, some electricity from my friend's machine zapped it then it started glowing. After that, here I am. Why?" Julie-Su: Does that me he found a…?" Knuckles: "Yeah, I think so." Eddie: "What? What's going on? Knuckles: "Eddie, I think that gem was something called a Chaos Emerald." Eddie: "Chaos what?" Julie-Su: " They're one of seven powerful gems with magical powers." Eddie: "Was that giant green thing back there a Chaos Emerald?" Knuckles: "No. That was the Master Emerald. It acts as a controller for the Chaos Emeralds. When the Master Emerald and all seven Chaos Emeralds are together who knows what will happen?" Julie-Su: "Which is all the more reason we need to get it back from Egg-head." Eddie: "You mean the guy those robots work for?" Julie-Su: "Yeah, he's an evil genius and he's probably going to use the Master Emerald in some plot to take over the world." Eddie: "Sounds like something out of one of Philly Phil's superhero stories." Julie-Su: "Philly Phil?" Eddie: "One of my friends. It was his machine that exploded on the bus. I sure hope they're all right." Knuckles: "Don't worry. I'm sure they're fine. If you ended you here, maybe they did too." Eddie: "Really? I hope so." Julie-Su: "I better get going Knuckles. I'm sure it's getting late and I promised Vector I'd help him with something. Maybe I'll ask him if he'll help look for your lost friends Eddie." Eddie: "Thanks." Knuckles: "See ya." Julie-Su then walked off, leaving the two boys alone. Knuckles: "All right then. Let's go Eddie." Eddie: "Wait, where are you going?" Knuckles: "We need to find the Master Emerald and look for your lost friends." Eddie: "But do you even have a clue where to start looking?" Knuckles: "I have a friend who can help. His name is Tails and I know where he might be right now." Eddie: "Really? Well as you said, all right then, let's go!" Then the two echidnas ran through the forest towards the shore of Angel Island. To Be Continued… * * * Location: The Tropical Whirlpool, Daniel City, California Ricky: "What did I tell you? So far, so sweet, huh? Well you're only gonna see more of it. But before we even get started on the next chapter, I wanna tell y'all somethin'. All right now, during some of the stories that I or the rest o' the members o' the D.C.H. (short for Daniel City Heroes) present to you, we might put up poll questions at the end of a chapter in the story. These questions will have something to do with the story itself. Readers will give an answer to the question in a review to the story it relates to and the answers y'all give will affect the outcome of a character in the story or the story itself. Givin' power to the people, yo! A'ight now here's your first story poll question. I'm out y'all. Later!" Story Poll Question: If the Sonic characters Bean the Dynamite and Bark the Polarbear enter the story, should they enter it as good guys or as bad guys? Please answer in a review. 5. SciFi Hysterics Class of Chaos Sci-Fi Hysterics Philly Phil slowly woke up from his state of unconciousness. When he gained full awareness, he found that he was in the living room in some sort of apartment. He was laying on the couch in the room, covered in a blanket so someone obviously found him and brought him in here. He threw the blanket off and stood up. Philly Phil: "Wait, what am I doing here?" He then remembered the whole incident on the bus with the Eastley kids. He also remembered that jewel that was on the bus. It was glowing when his machine exploded and zapped it and a few seconds later, it practically exploded with light. The light explosion came right before he blacked out. Philly Phil: "Did that jewel have something to do with this?" He then decided to check himself for injuries. After all, back on the bus, there were bricks and glass shards flying all over the place. He looked himself over and patted himself down, not really noticing **certain** changes in his appearance, and he did not seem hurt in any way. All of his clothes were still in place too: a yellow jumpsuit, cowboy boots, white socks with blue and red stripes at the top of the ankles, elbow pads, a wristwatch, a purple headband, and a pair of blue goggles. Philly Phil: "Well, I'm fine. Covered in fur, but fine… Wait a second, FUR!?" That was when it hit him. His body was covered in orange fur. He also felt the top of his head and found that his ears were now located on the top of his head and they were large and pointed, like a bat's ears. He also felt something on his back. He took off the top part of his jumpsuit and looked down his back. What he saw freaked him out: he had two bat wings and a small tail. Now there was one thing he hadn't seen yet: his face. He looked around and saw his backpack lying next to the couch. It was also lying next to a familiar looking blue stuffed animal backpack but he would think about that later. He searched his backpack and didn't find anything he deemed good enough to use as a mirror. He turned around and saw a turned-off TV. Philly Phil: "Perfect." Using the screen as a mirror, he looked at his face and got his biggest shock so far. His face resembled that of a humanoid bat. It was covered in orange fur except around his nose and mouth. Philly Phil: "So, I've turned into some kind of bat creature. This is like something out of a science fiction movie. I wonder if this happened to anyone else. Wait, where is anyone else?" He looked around but saw no one. Then he looked at the other side of the couch he was laying on and saw someone lying under the blanket that he just threw. Curious as to who else was here, he pulled off the blanket and was only just able to hold back a loud scream when he saw what was under the blanket. The figure was wrapped in its own blanket but rolled out of it. It was a humanoid fox. It had fox ears on the top of its head and silver fur all over its body except around its muzzle where white fur was. It also had white fur on its belly where its shirt was slightly lifted up. It was wearing a pink and red shirt with a purple stripe down the front, a blue dress with an orange design on it, purple shoes, and pink armbands. The fox then turned over again and revealed it had not one but two fox tails, both covered in silver fur and tipped with white. Animalistic features aside, Philly Phil thought this figure looked familiar. Then the figure started to wake up and started mumbling in a very familiar voice. That confirmed it. If he was transformed into an animal, someone else could have. If this was the case, then this fox could only be one person. Philly Phil: "Kim?" Fox: (still half asleep) "Huh, Philly Phil?" Philly Phil: "Is that really you?" Kim: "Yeah… (now completely awake) What the… a giant bat!?" Kim rubbed her eyes to make sure he wasn't still asleep. Nothing changed. There was still a giant bat wearing Philly Phil's clothes standing in front of her. She then remembered the white light that was on the bus. From this, she drew one conclusion. Kim: (pointing at Philly Phil) "Aaaah! I've been abducted by aliens!" Philly Phil: "No. If we were abducted by aliens, I think their spaceship would look less like someone's apartment." Kim: "Wait, Philly Phil?" Philly Phil: "Yeah, it's me." Kim: "What happened to you?" Philly Phil: "I only have a guess as to what happened to us." Kim: "Wait a minute. "Us"?" To satisfy his friend's obvious confusion, Philly Phil wordlessly stepped away from the TV screen, allowing Kim to see what happened to her. Afterwards, she began examining her body. Kim: "Aaaah! I've been turned into an alien!" Philly Phil: "Could you stop screaming before someone comes running in here?" Voice: "Is something going on in there?" Second Voice: "There's a lot of screaming in there." Philly Phil: "Too late." A door in the apartment opened and four creatures were now in the doorway. Three of them were humanoid animals like Kim and Philly Phil were now. The first one was a pink hedgehog wearing a red, sleeveless dress with a white line on the bottom, red boots with a white stripe in the center, white gloves, gold bracelets. The second one was an orange rabbit wearing an orange dress with a white collar and a blue tie, yellow and orange shoes, and white gloves. The third was a yellow mongoose that was wearing a purple and black tank top with black straps and a matching skirt, green boots and gloves. The fourth one was a creature they couldn't even guess as to what it looked like. It was small, blue with yellow on certain parts of its body, had a small yellow dot hovering over its head, and had wings on its back. The wings might have been the reason it was hovering. Rabbit: "Are you two alright?" Philly Phil: (thinking) _These guys must've been hit by that light blast too._ Kim: "ALIENS!!" Upon saying this, Kim was standing on the couch, but she tripped and fell backwards behind it. Philly Phil was shaking his head and had a look of embarrassment on his face while the four creatures at the door were just staring at her. Philly Phil: "Yeah, we're fine." Hedgehog: "That's good to know." Mongoose: "Yeah, you guys were out for a long time Philly Phil: "Maybe you can help us out. I'm Philly Phil…" Kim: "Be careful. They might try to attack at any moment!" Philly Phil: "…And Miss Freakout over there is my friend Kim. Who would you guys be?" Hedgehog: "I'm Amy Rose." Mongoose: "I'm Mina." Rabbit: "I'm Cream and this is my chao friend, Cheese." Cheese: "Chao, chao." Philly Phil: "Okay. Do any of you three by any chance know where the rest of our group is? We were on a bus headed to Nashville, Tennessee when something happened." Amy: "I'm not sure if we could help you there. We've never heard of a place called Nashville, we didn't see any bus, and you two were the only ones we found." Philly Phil: "What, what, and what?" Mina: "We just found you two laying outside unconscious." * * * A few minutes earlier… Amy, Mina, Cream, and Cheese were going down a pathway in a park. They planned to head to the mall that day but decided to go through the park first. Cream: "I'm glad that you decided to come with us Mina." Cheese: "Chao." Amy: "Yeah, we haven't seen you in a while." Mina: "I know. I've just been kinda busy lately but it's good to relax a little bit." Amy: "And who knows, maybe I'll get something that Sonic will like." At this time, Amy was going into one of her fantasies about Sonic and started skipping along before she tripped over something and fell backwards. Mina: "Same old Amy. Are you alright?" Amy: "Yeah. I just tripped over some… one?" Amy looked back to see what she tripped over: a cowboy boot, and it looked like it was still being worn by a figure, which was, for the most part, concealed by a pile of branches. Cream: "Is that a person?" Cream: "Chao?" Cream and Cheese started to push away the branches to find out and were joined in a matter of seconds by Amy and Mina. When they were done they found not one, but two figures under the branches. They were an orange male Mobian bat (Philly Phil) and a silver female Mobian two tailed fox (Kim) and both of them were unconscious. Mina: "This fox has two tails? I thought Tails was the only one like that." Cream: "We have to do something to help them! We can't just leave them here!" Mina: "The hospital is pretty far from here." Amy: "My place is close by here. We can take care of them there. Come on." * * * Amy: "And that's what happened." Amy just finished explaining to Philly Phil and Kim, who came fm behind the couch but was still standing a good deal away from the others, how they found them. Philly Phil: "So, you just found us outside?" Amy: "Yes." Philly Phil: "And you didn't see anyone else?" Amy: "No." Kim: "And you're not gonna try to boil our brains!? I guess that's a relief." Amy: "What?" Philly Phil: "Kim, have you been watching some of my old sci-fi movies?" Kim: "What's your point?" Philly Phil: "That explains it. You shouldn't be watching those old sci-fi movies. That's why you seems so scared." Kim: "I am not scared!" Philly Phil: "Anymore right?" Kim: "Do you want me to tell them about the caféteria…" Philly Phil: "All right, I'll stop!" The four in front of them were just watching their little dispute. Kim was scared that at any moment the four creatures in front of her would do something terrible to her and her friend. Sure they looked innocent enough, but so do cobras before they strike. This attitude changed after being in their prescence long enough and hearing that these four actually cared for them while they were knocked out. Though she was still a bit on edge about them as well as curious to how she became one of them. Then, Philly Phil turned towards them and started his questioning again. Philly Phil: "Sorry about that. So, if I can continue, you said you have never heard of the city of Nashville?" Mina: "No, we haven't heard of that place." Philly Phil: "So where are we exactly?" Mina: "We're in Amy's apartment in Station Square." Kim: "Station Square?" Philly Phil: "So you're really not scared of them anymore? (mocking Kim) Aaalieeeens." Kim: "Cafeteeeriaaaa." Philly Phil: "Okay! Okay! It was just a bad joke!" Kim: "Now as I was saying, we're in a place called Station Square?" Mina: "That's right." Philly Phil and Kim looked around and saw a window nearby. They both looked out of it and into the city of Station Square. It looked very much like a regular city. It looked more comparable to New York City than to Atlanta. The biggest difference between any city that these two have seen before, however, came when they looked into the streets of the city and saw who was walking down them. Along with regular humans, they saw other half human, half animal creatures walking in the streets. If nothing else looked or sounded like something out of a sci-fi movie, this did. Kim: (astonished) "Whoa. That looks surreal." Philly Phil: (also astonished) "This city is unlike any other I have ever seen on Earth!" Cream: "Earth, what's that?" Philly Phil: "Um, isn't that the name of the planet we're on?" Kim: (thinking) _I knew it. These guys __**are**__ aliens._ Mina: "No, it's Mobius." Kim: "So, you guys are aliens!?" Philly Phil: "Uh, Kim. If were on their planet wouldn't that make **us** the aliens?" Kim: "They might have abducted us. Don't you remember that light on the bus?" Philly Phil: "You mean the one that came from that red jewel?" Kim: "The what…(thinks for a minute before responding) Oh, that one that Madison was holding on the bus?" Then she remembered Madison holding the jewel and that it was glowing when she showed it to her. Kim: "So that's what brought us here and did this to us? I knew that thing was radioactive!" Amy: "What are you talking about?" Philly Phil and Kim then explained everything to the girls, about the bus trip, the competition, the Eastley kids, the jewel, and their missing friends and music teacher. In turn, the girls explained to the two Westley students that they were transported to a planet called Mobius through the use of the jewel they mentioned, which was refered to here as a Chaos Emerald and they were transformed into humanoid animal creatures called Mobians. Both groups took the news quite well. Amy: "Wow, that's some story you guys told us." Philly Phil: "You should talk. Transformations? Inter-dimensional travel? This is a sci-fi fan's dream come true!" Cream: "Are you sure you two are alright?" Kim: "No blood or broken bones here." Mina: "Good to here that. Those Eastley kids sound like huge jerks." Kim: "Trust me, they are." Philly Phil: "So does anyone else hope the others are okay?" Amy: "They probably are. If they were in the range of Chaos Control, they probably ended up here too." Philly Phil: "Maybe we should start searching for them soon." Mina: "Guess our plans will have to wait." Kim: "What plans?" Mina: "We were gonna go to the mall today…" Kim: "There's a mall around here?!" Mina: "Yeah, it's not to far from here." Kim: "Well let's go! (looks at the crowd in front of her) I mean your plans for the day shouldn't be ruined by us." Cream: "But what about your friends?" Kim: "They know how to handle themselves. Hey, Tamika and Madison were stuck out in the woods for a long while and they did fine. Right, Philly Phil?" Philly Phil: "Well, yeah…" Kim: "Okay then. Let's go." Philly Phil: "But we still need to find them." Kim: "We'll find them, just after this." Philly Phil: "But shopping isn't even my thing." Kim: "In that case, I'm using my favor." Philly Phil: "You already used your favor." Kim: "Really?" Philly Phil: "Yeah." Kim: (grinning) "When?" Philly Phil: "Aww." Amy: "What are you talking about?" Kim: "He owes me a favor. I choose the what, where, and when and in exchange, I don't tell his parents about the cafeteria…" Philly Phil: "Kim!" Kim: "All right, I won't say. (to Philly Phil) But my favor still stands. Come on guys." Kim then ran out the door with Philly Phil following behind her. The idea of going on an inter-dimensional shopping trip excited her beyond what anyone in the room could tell. Amy, Cream, Cheese, and Mina then walked out the door of the apartment afterwards. They had a feeling that these two would be interesting to hang around with. * * * Later, at the Station Square Shopping Mall… Kim: (holding a dress up to her) "How do you think this looks on me?" Cream: "It looks great on you, Kim." Cheese: "Chao, chao." Amy: (holding up a dress) "Mina, what do think of this?" Mina: "I think the other one looked better." Kim: "Hey Philly Phil, what do you think?" Philly Phil was already asleep. This was one of the first stores in the mall they visited and the four girls were taking so long shopping for clothes, accessories, and other girl stuff that the group's only boy fell asleep at several times during their shopping, usually waking up when… Kim: "PHILLY PHIL!" Philly Phil: "Zzzz… Huh, what?" Kim: "What do you think of this dress?" Philly Phil: "Uh… It's alright." Kim: "Cool, I just need to find one in my size." She then walked back into the isle. With Kim gone, Philly Phil tried to take another nap until… Amy: "Hey, Philly Phil?" Philly Phil: (still half asleep) "Yes, Amy?" Amy: "Which do you think is better, (holds up two dresses) this one or this one?" Philly Phil: (points while his eyes are closed) "That one." Amy: "Hey, your eyes aren't even open." Philly Phil: "I can't help it if watching you four pick out clothes for a long time isn't that interesting." Kim: "And I can't help it if I happen to say something about the cafeteria..." Philly Phil: "All right! Sorry!" While the five of them are in the store, four more figures are standing outside of the mall. These four are hiding in the shadows where no one can see them. One of them is holding a pair of binoculars to his eyes. Figure: "Boss, Sonic's crazy wannabe girlfriend and some of her friends are in there. Are we still gonna go through with this?" One of the other figures, appearantly "the boss" spoke up. Boss: "She ain't that tough. We'll go through with the plan." The boss then looked at the store. He then said to himself, while holding what looked like a gun in his hand… Boss: "This will be our biggest score yet." To be continued… * * * Ricky: "All right, if you think there's not enough action in this chapter, don't worry. It's comin'. You'll see Amy, Philly Phil, and those guys getting' in some action in a later chapter. And can any o' y'all figure out who "the boss" is? I know but do you know?" 6. Prison Break Class of Chaos Prison Break Kam woke up and rubbed the back of his head. He must have been laying on something hard. Kam: "Ow. What was I lying on? Concrete?" Kam then looked at his surroundings. He had indeed been lying on concrete, but that wasn't all. He found that instead of being on the bus, he was in front of some sort of warehouse. Kam: "What's going on? Where did the bus go? (standing up) And why does it feel like something is on my back?" He looked down his back and found that something was inside his clothes. Not sure of what he would find there, he lifted up his suit coat and shirt and was shocked as to what he found there. His skin was now comprised of red scales, like those that would be found on a lizard. He also saw yellow spines going down his back and ending at a point above his pants where a red, scaly, curled up tail was protruding from his body. He had only seen anything like this when he was watching a videotape about reptiles in a science class back at Westley. The animal these features would have belonged to was a chameleon, but how could he have them all of a sudden. The next thought he had was to find a mirror to make sure that he wasn't going crazy. Nearby, he found a sheet of metal that was reflective enough to be used as a mirror. He looked at it and saw something that shocked him even more. Kam: (thinking) _Is this a trick mirror or something?_ The makeshift mirror depicted Kam as a half-human, half-chameleon creature with red scales. He had a horn on his nose that was the same yellow as the spines on his back. His outfit stayed the same: red suit coat, white button shirt, blue formal pants, yellow and blue striped tie, and brown dress shoes. Kam: "What the heck happened to me!? I'm some kind of monster lizard thing!" Voice: "Wait, who was that?" Kam heard a voice nearby. He panicked and frantically started looking for a place to hide. He couldn't let anyone see him like this. It might turn into that scene from Frankenstein when the villagers started chasing the monster with torches and pitchforks. Seeing that the sheet of metal he was looking at was up against a dark corner, he hid behind it. Voice: "Hello? Anybody here?" Kam looked at the figure as she, he could tell it was a girl by the tone of her voice, came around the corner. He was surprised to see that the girl was another humanoid animal like he was now. The figure was a blue furred cat. Also shocking was the fact that she seemed so familiar. He noticed that her outfit was what was so familiar. The cat was wearing a light blue jacket with regular blue stripes down the front and on the sleeves, a dark blue skirt, black pants, and blue and white gym shoes. Some of the hair on her head was pulled up into a hairstyle similar to a ponytail. Kam was able to look at her well enough to see that she was also wearing a bracelet with the words "Kick Butt!" printed on it. Kam: "Tamika?" Cat: "Huh, who said that?" Her voice was familiar as well. It sounded just like Tamika. That proved it. The cat was Tamika. Kam was a bit relieved to see this. At least now, he knew he wasn't the only one this happened to. Kam: "It's me, Tamika." Tamika: (facing the corner Kam is hiding in) "That you Kam?" Kam: "Yeah, it's me." Tamika: "Why are you hidin' in that corner?" The chameleon came out from his hiding spot and into the light. Tamika: "Whoa! As far as freaky lookin' animal people go, I come in second." Kam: "Did you see anyone else like this?" Tamika: "Naw, you were the first guy I ran into." Kam: "What do you think happe… What?" Tamika was staring at something just behind Kam. He turned around and saw that a small group of robots were standing in front of them. Some were short and red and others were taller and gray but they all looked dangerous and a few of them had weapons visible. Kam: "Are those robots?" Tamika: "Either those are some really good costumes or we in trouble." Kam: "Wait, maybe these guys could help us." Tamika: "What!? Boy, you crazy. Can't you see they got guns and swords and all that?" Kam: "This warehouse is probably a military outpost that these guys are guarding. I'm sure that if we just politely state that we're lost…" Tamika: (continuing Kam's sentence) "They'll take us to their lab an' experiment on us? In case you haven't noticed, we look like a couple o' Area 51 projects!" Kam: "I'm sure that they will help us if we just politely state our needs in a diplomatic way." Kam then walked up to the group in front of them and took a deep breath, preparing to give his explanation. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ One minute later… Kam and Tamika were thrown into a jail cell, being captured by the robot troop. Before they could do anything else, one of the robots slammed the door to the cell. Tamika: (mocking Kam) ""I'm sure they'll help us if we just politely state our needs in a diplomatic way." Does this look like they're helpin' us!?" Kam: "How was I supposed to know they would throw us in jail? In fact, I don't think they even heard a word I said." Tamika: "I oughta just beat the stupid outta you right now! But first, we gotta get outta here." Voice: "Oh no. He got two more." Tamika: "Wait who said…" Tamika and Kam both turned around and found that two more humanoid animal creatures also occupied their cell. One was a yellow squirrel that was wearing a blue jacket, white gloves, and blue tennis shoes. The other was a large bee that had long orange hair and was wearing a pink dress with yellow flowers on it, a brown pilot's jacket, white gloves with black bands on the wrists, and pink and black shoes. Kam and Tamika: (in unison) "WHOA!!" Tamika: "What the heck!? What's goin' on here?" Kam: (thinking) _I don't know what's more surprising: seeing more half-human animals or seeing them in a place like this._ Squirrel: "You don't know what's going to happen?" Both of the Westley kids shook their heads in response. Bee: "Robotnik is capturing victims for roboticization around here." Kam: "Robota-huh? Is that some kind of new workout plan?" Bee: "You don't know about it?" Kam: "No. Why? Should we?" Squirrel: "Roboticization. It's when Robotnik uses this machine called a Roboticizer to turn Mobians into his mindless robot slaves!" Kam: "Robotnik? Roboticizer? Mobians? Mindless robot slaves?" Tamika: "Do you watch a lot of old sci-fi movies?" Squirrel: "No." Tamika: "Are you on medication or somethin'?" Squirrel: "No." Tamika: "Then where are you getting all this stuff about robots an' Mobalins an' junk like that?" Squirrel: "Wait, you don't know about any of this?" Tamika: "No. All I know was that me an' my friends were on our way to Nashville went a lot o' stuff went down and now most o' our group is missin', me an' Kam-a Chameleon here look like a couple o' things straight outta Roswell, an' everything we seen so far look like stuff outta a sci-fi movie." Squirrel: "Let me see if I have this straight. You and your friend were on your way to a place called Nashville with a bunch of other people who are all missing, you and your friend as you said "look like a couple of things straight out of Roswell," and everything you've seen so far looks like it's from a sci-fi movie?" Tamika: "Yep." Kam: "Hardly anything we've seen makes sense here. People don't just disappear, get turned into animal creatures, and thrown in jail by a bunch of angry robots. It sounds like something out of the tabloids next to stories about aliens invading Earth." Bee: "What's Earth?" Kam: "What? That's the name of the planet we're on, right?" Bee: "No, it's Mobius." Upon hearing this, Tamika and Kam looked at each other then burst into hysteric laughter. Kam: (laughing) "We're on another planet? Yeah right!" Tamika: (laughing) "Y'all guys is crazy!" Their laughter was brief and began to die down however as they took a good look at their cellmates, each other, and themselves. While they thought it was impossible that they could be warped to another planet, they also thought it was impossible that humans could be transformed into humanoid animal creatures with unnatural coloration, yet here they stood. Kam: "You're not joking, are you?" Bee: "You really are from another planet?" Kam: "Yes." (thinking) _This whole thing is real?! Oh my goodness!_ Squirrel: "That explains why you don't know about Robotnik." Tamika: "Or those Mobalin things you said?" Squirrel: "Mobians, not Mobalins. They're what we call humanoid animal creatures like us or you." Kam: "So there's a name for what we are now? Interesting." Tamika: "And who's this Robotnik guy you keep talkin' about?" Bee: "He's this mad scientist and mean dictator type person who wants to rule the world and turn everyone on it into robots." Kam: "It really sounds like we stepped into a sci-fi movie now." Bee: "How did you get here in the first place?" Kam: "Now that I'm thinking about it, we might be here because of that bright light on the bus we saw." Tamika: "Ya mean because o' that jewel at the back o' the bus?" The bee and squirrel's interests peaked when the use of a jewel was mentioned as it sounded oddly familiar. Squirrel: "What jewel?" Tamika: "I saw it before we ended up here. It was this big red jewel that started glowin' after it got zapped wit some electricity. Then, here we are." Squirrel: "That sounds like it might be a Chaos Emerald. They're one of seven different jewels with incredible powers." Tamika: "I bet Philly Phil is eatin' this up if he's here." Squirrel: "Philly Phil?" Kam: "He's one of our missing friends and he loves science fiction. My name's Kam, by the way." Tamika: "And I'm Tamika." Bee: "Nice to meet you both. My name is Saffron." Squirrel: "And I'm Ray." Kam: "Now that introductions are out of the way, how are we going to get out of here? We should probably leave before they decide to do that roboticization thing on us." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Meanwhile… Three figures were making their way toward a certain destination. The first figure was a male hedgehog. It had black and red fur except around its muzzle, which was skin toned, and had white fur on his chest. He was wearing a pair of white gloves with gold rings on them and a pair of white and red air shoes, also with gold rings. The second figure was a female bat. She had white fur on her head, but skin tone on the top half of her body. She was wearing a skintight black body suit with a chest plate in the shape of a large pink heart, long white gloves with pink bands, and thigh high white boots with pink hearts in the toes and high heels. The third figure was a large robot comprised of red, white, black, and metallic silver parts. It had large arms with clawed metallic fingers. Painted on its shoulders was a Greek symbol meaning "omega." The group was silent for a while until a member of the group broke the silence. Bat: "I'm getting bored just walking around. How much longer do we have 'til we get there, Omega?" Robot- Omega: "Global positioning says it is approximately five kilometers forward." Bat: "We're almost there then. Good, the commander said that since Eggman's new plan involves the Chaos Emeralds he's started collecting them again and now he's got one guarded in this old warehouse. The sooner I get that emerald, the better." Hedgehog: "Rouge, you know you can't keep the emerald." Rouge: "No need to rain on my parade, Shadow." Shadow: "Let's just get going." At that note, Shadow began to sprint of in the direction they were heading. Rouge: "Hey, wait up!" Rouge began flying after Shadow and Omega wordlessly followed the both of them. All three of them were now making their way towards the warehouse, which was their destination. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Meanwhile… Ray, Saffron, Kam, and Tamika were brainstorming ideas as to how to escape their prison and the fate of roboticization. So far, no one came up with any good ideas. Ray: "I just thought of something!" Kam, Tamika, and Saffron: (in unison) "What?" Ray: "Kam, you're a chameleon right?" Kam: "Yeah, I guess. Why?" Ray: "You see that robot over there? It has the keys to the cells." Their attention was turned to a short red robot that had a set of keys. Kam: "Yeah." Ray: "I'm not completely sure but I heard from somewhere that chameleons could…" Before they could debate the subject any further, their cell was unlocked as robots came in and grabbed Ray, Saffron, Kam, and Tamika. Robots escorted them out and into another room in this room. This room contained a machine that had several pieces of complicated equipment in it and some sort of tube in the center of it. Tamika: "What's that?" Kam: "I still don't know about how most of this world works but I think I don't want to get in that thing." Saffron: "That's the roboticizer, the machine Eggman uses to turn Mobians into robots. It takes away their free will and makes them just mindless machines that do his bidding!" Kam: "Okay. Now, I **know **I don't want to get in that thing!" Tamika: "That's brutal. Dat Eggman guy's got some issues!" Ray: "We need to do something or we'll end up buckets of bolts!" Before they could do anything however, a large explosion was heard. Everyone, including the robots, looked to where the explosion came from to see just what happened. There was a gigantic hole in the wall, still smoking from the explosion that blew it out. Three figures were now standing in the hole, but all anyone could see of them were their silhouettes because of the smoke. When the smoke started to clear, the identities of the newcomers were revealed (to everyone except Kam and Tamika). The three were Shadow the Hedgehog, Rouge the Bat, and E-123 Omega. Rouge: "You know, you didn't have to blow up the wall." Shadow: "Who cares? As long as it got us in." Robot: "Threats detected. Now engaging new targets." Some of the robots now left what they were doing to combat Shadow, Rouge, and Omega. Omega: "Eggman robots approaching. Prepare for battle." The robots engaged the three intruders. Two of them charged at Shadow with lances but Shadow jumped over them and used a Spin attack to destroy them. Rouge began to fight with some flying robots. They began shooting lasers at her, but she was able to dodge them until she could get close enough to destroy them with an aerial roundhouse kick. Back on the ground, more robots were approaching Omega. The former Eggman robot armed a pair of machine guns and shot enough scattered bullets to destroy them. As the robots began to battle the three newcomers, on the other side of the room, a smaller group of robots were still walking their prisoners over to the roboticizer. Tamika looked toward the team with great interest. She saw their capabilities as fighters and thought that she should get out there, as she was a good fighter herself. Tamika: (thinking) _Ooo! That looks like a good fight over there! I gotta get me some o' that!_ The robots then walk by a bunch of crates and scrap metal. Picking up a metal rod from the scrap heap and using it as a fighting staff, Tamika proceeded to fight of the robots, smashing up their arms, legs, and heads and freeing Kam and Ray. The robot holding Saffron however, managed to make it to the roboticizer. The bee was put in the glass tube, which locked into place, but before the robot could activate the machine, Tamika threw the rod she was using like a javelin and it stabbed straight through the side of the robot's head, coming halfway out the other side. The robot dropped to the ground and Ray went over to unlock the roboticizer's chamber, freeing Saffron. Saffron: "That was close. (looks at the robot with the rod stuck in its head) Remind me never to get on your bad side." Tamika: "Y'all okay?" Kam: "Yeah. Thanks Tamika." Ray: "I didn't know you could fight like that!" Tamika: (in a tough girl pose)"Yeah, I'm a tough girl you just don't wanna mess with." Kam: "At Westley, that's the name of the school we attend, Tamika's got a reputation as the toughest girl in school." Just then, the remains of two flying robots landed next to them. Saffron: "Those three look like their handling it. (pointing at Shadow, Rouge, and Omega) We'd better get out of the way." Tamika: "Y'all go hide if ya want. I'm getting' in there." Ray: "What?" Tamika: "You heard me. Ain't no way I'm passin' this up! Y'all just sit tight. I'll be back before you know it." With that, Kam, Ray, and Saffron hid behind a bunch of nearby crates while Tamika ran into the crowd of robots with another metal pole in hand. Seeing that another threat was in their vicinity, the robots now ran to engage not only Shadow, Rouge, and Omega, but Tamika as well. Omega took out three more robots with his guns. That was when he looked to his side to see a blue cat (Tamika) fighting off a group of robots with a metal pole. He began examining her. Omega: "Attention Shadow." Shadow heard Omega and rushed over to him after smashing the heads of two more robots together, destroying them. Shadow: "What?" Omega: (pointing at Tamika) "Unidentified female Mobian engaging in combat with Eggman robots. Deemed as hostile. Which course of action should be taken?" Shadow thought about it for a while. While he could care less what happened to this girl, he was still very curious as to exactly who she is, what she's doing here, and how she can hold her own against a crowd of robots. Shadow: "I'll go find out about her." Omega: "Affirmative." Shadow worked his way through the crowd until she reached the cat. Shadow: "Who are you and what are you doing here?" Tamika turned her head away from her battle and toward the black hedgehog she saw earlier but with the robots not stopping their assault, they found themselves talking and fighting at the same time. Tamika: "What?" Shadow: "What are you doing here? Don't you know how dangerous this is?" (roundhouse kicks a robot) Tamika: "Excuse me? (stabs the staff she's holding into a robot's body and pulls it back out) I ain't the one who just busted his way through da wall. Who you think you is, Mr. Stuntman?" Shadow: (thinking) _Great. She has an attitude._ (speaks out loud while punching a robot in the face) "You still didn't answer my question." Tamika: "Fine, you ain't gotta be pushy. The name is Tamika and me and my friend got thrown in jail by a bunch of angry robots. (whacks a robot with her staff) Then they tried to throw us in that thing (points at roboticizer). Now, my turn to ask questions. Who are you and ya friends and what are y'all doin' here?" Shadow: "We are Team Dark and we were sent her to look for a Chaos Emerald. (jumps up and smashes two incoming robots heads together) The one in the air is Rouge the Bat, the large robot is E-123 Omega and I am Shadow the Hedgehog." Tamika: "Ain't y'all da big bosses 'round here. Well, I don't know nothin' about your Chaos whateva', so y'all can back off me." Shadow: "This is still dangerous." Tamika: "What, you think I haven't noticed that? (spins her staff hitting another robot)" Meanwhile, behind the crates, Kam, Ray, and Saffron were watching the scene unfold. Ray and Saffron couldn't believe Tamika's fighting skill. She was taking out robots left and right, then started to fight along side Shadow the Hedgehog. She was really something. Kam knew that Tamika being able to fight was nothing new but the fact that she was fighting robots was what was different. She practically looked like something out of a Hollywood movie. Kam: "I can't believe this is happening!" Ray: "Yeah, Tamika is a better fighter than I first thought." Kam: "Not that. I mean this whole situation. Just look around. This can't be normal for you guys!" Ray: "Actually, it kind of is." Saffron just happened to look around when she caught a glance of a robot running towards a computer terminal. Saffron: "Wait. What's he doing?" The robot in question just received new orders from its master. _Don't let them get the Chaos Emerald…Stop them…Do whatever it takes._ Interpreting its masters' orders, it ran to a computer and began to input a code relating to the base itself. Just as it finished writing the code and executed the program, a rocket from Omega found its way to the robot. Everyone was still fighting or hiding when… Loudspeaker (sirens flashing): "Attention. Demolition mode activated. This base will self-destruct in T minus five minutes." Ray: "Self-destruct?!" Kam: "Just when you think things couldn't get more complicated." Tamika: "Self-destruct? That ain't good!" Shadow just pushed off another two robots. Shadow: "That's it! I've had it with this! Stand back, kid!" Then Shadow started glowing with a sort of weird energy then suddenly he released it. Shadow: "**CHAOS BLAST!!!"** The burst of energy that Shadow released obliterated all of the enemy robots. Rouge, Omega, Tamika, Ray, Saffron, and Kam witnessed the attack from safe hiding places. After the attack was finished, Rouge flew over to Shadow. Shadow: "I'll search for the Chaos Emerald and check to see if anyone else is here. You disable the computer." Rouge: "All right." Shadow: "Omega, you're with me." Omega: "Roger." With that, Shadow and Omega ran through the door out of the room while Rouge went to work on the computer. Tamika meanwhile just got herself together again and decided to take action. She went back to where the other three were. Tamika: "Yo Saffron, there anyone else here 'sides us?" Saffron: "Yes. There are a few others in cells around here." Tamika: "A'ight, c'mon guys." Kam: "What?" Tamika: "You heard me. We cain't let these guys show us up. We gotta get in there. Now come on." Tamika then grabbed Kam, Ray, and Saffron and pulled them with her while she ran to the door that Shadow and Omega passed through. Ray: (Tamika is pulling him by his tail) "Ow that hurts!" Saffron: (Tamika is pulling her by her arm) "Kam, is she always this aggressive?" Kam: (Tamika is pulling him by his suit coat collar) "Yes." Tamika then let go of Kam before she reached the door and pulled Ray and Saffron with her. Tamika: (before going through the door) "Watch her back, will ya?" Kam: "Uh, her back's not gonna be the one that needs watching." While Kam just stood in the room with Rouge, who by the way didn't notice or care he was there, Tamika, Ray, and Saffron proceeded into the room they left. Now that Tamika was paying more attention to their surroundings, she noticed that a few more half-human animals (she still hasn't picked up the term "Mobian" just yet) were trapped in jail cells. She noticed that Shadow was in the room too. Tamika: Yo, hedgehog guy." Shadow: "My name is Shadow." Tamika: "Yeah, hedgehog guy. You go on 'head an' find yo Chaos whateva' it was. We'll get these guys outta here." As much as Shadow would like to set that girl in her place for talking to him like that, she had a point. He had to get the Chaos Emerald. It was the reason he was there in the first place. So, swallowing his pride, he silently nodded and sped off to look for the magical jewel. Tamika: "Dang, he fast." Then, a squad of robots came in the room. Tamika was keeping them occupied while Ray and Saffron were looking for a control panel or something to unlock the jail cells. Finally, Saffron found it and deactivated the locks, opening the doors to everyone's cells. With the base still close to exploding, the cells' residents had no time to celebrate. They all ran straight for the exit. The robots taking notice of this closed and sealed the door and began running towards the crowd, but they were stopped by Tamika before the robots could reach them. One of them hit Tamika in the back with a club, causing her to fall to the ground. She looked up to see the robot about to bring it down on her, but before it could, a black and red blur sped through it. It went over her head and slowed down until the ball was revealed as Shadow, holding a purple jewel in his hand. Tamika: "What's that?" Shadow: "It's our ticket out of here. (to everyone) EVERYONE GATHER AROUND ME!" Tamika, Saffron, Ray, Omega and the recently released prisoners all gathered around the black hedgehog as he held the jewel over his head. Shadow: "CHAOS CONTROL!!!" ------------------------------------------ Kam and Rouge ran out of the building as fast as they could. After running a good distance, they stopped. Rouge was used to running like this and didn't even start breathing hard when she stopped. Kam, on the other hand, was not used to this kind of running, or any other physical activity for that matter, and looked like he would pass out any second. Rouge: "What's the matter? Tried already?" Kam: (speaking between breaths) "You're...talking...like...this is...easy." Rouge: "You don't exercise much, do you?" Kam: "I...wouldn't have...needed... to run... if the place...wasn't going...to blow up!" Rouge: "I was locked out of the system and it would have taken too much time to unlock it." Just then, the building exploded. Rouge and Kam turned around to see the fire rising from the destroyed structure. Kam: "Tamika! Did she make it?" Kam dropped his head thinking his friend was caught in the explosion. Just as he did this though, a flash of light was seen and several mobians were now standing in the forest just away from the flaming rumble of the building. Among the group was Ray, Saffron, and Tamika. Kam: "Guys! You're all right!" Tamika: "Was there any doubt in yo' mind?" Shadow and Omega walked over to Rouge. Rouge: "Did you find it?" Shadow: "Apparently." Omega: "Mission complete." Rouge contacted G.U.N. headquarters to report the mission a success. Then Shadow then looked at the crowd behind him. Shadow: "Well, are you waiting for a bus? Get out of here!" Then the group began to leave and Rouge finished the mission report. Rouge: "Hold on! (pointing at Tamika) You. I just wanted to say you're a pretty good fighter and say thanks for helping us." Tamika: "Thanks. Oh an' can I ask ya somethin'?" Rouge: "Sure." Tamika: "Kam an' I...um, got separated from our friends earlier. Would ya mind helpin' us out?" Rouge looked at Shadow. Shadow: "Ugh...fine." Rouge: "All right then. Come with us. Maybe someone at G.U.N. can find your friends." Kam: "Bye Ray. Bye Saffron." Tamika: "Take care o' ya-selves." Ray: "Bye Kam." Saffron: "Bye Tamika." Then, as Ray and Saffron walked one way through the forest, Shadow, Rouge, Omega, Kam, and Tamika went another way. To be continued... 7. Chaotix's New Case Class of Chaos Class of Chaos Chaotix's Newest Case At Station Square, in the headquarters of the Chaotix detective agency, things have been pretty dull lately. While they have been getting quite a few jobs, very few of them had any sort of a sense of adventure. They heard that Eggman started planning something recently, but so far, all they heard was rumors. Right now, the members of the Chaotix were doing what they could to occupy themselves. A green crocodile wearing black boots, headphones, gloves, and a gold chain was playing poker with a red armadillo wearing no more than gloves and a pair of shoes. A bee wearing a flight helmet and jacket, gloves and shoes was keeping himself busy, eating from a bowl of candy. Finally, a purple chameleon wearing ninja-style gloves and shoes was meditating on a corner of the room. Just then, someone came in through the door. It was Julie-Su, who arrived from the Master Emerald alter. Crocodile: "Hey Jules. You're finally here." Julie-Su: "Yeah. What did you want Vector?" Vector directed her attention to a box in the corner, which contained a large flat screen TV. Vector: "Ya think you can me unpack this TV and mount it on the wall?" Julie-Su: "That's what you wanted me for? You're too lazy to unpack a stupid TV?!" Before the point could be disputed any further, two more people came through the door. This time, it was Ray and Saffron who made it back from the clutches of Robotnik. Bee: "Saffron! Ray! You're back!" Saffron: "Good to see you again, Charmy!" Charmy: "What happened to you guys?" Ray: "Robotnik captured us." Chameleon: "You guys aren't hurt aren't you?" Ray: "No Espio we're fine. Shadow and this girl named Tamika came by and beat his robots so we could get out of there." Just then, there was a knock on the door. Armadillo: "I'll get it." When he opened the door, this time, the person of the other side of it was someone they didn't recognize. It was a purple male hedgehog. He was wearing a white long sleeved shirt under a purple vest , a blue necktie, a golden chain going from one pocket of the vest to the other, blue pants, brown and white shoes, and a tan straw hat on his head. This hedgehog had a smile on his face. Not one of Sonic's cocky and confident smiles, but a calm and collected one. Armadillo: "Can I help you?" Hedgehog: "This the Chaotix detective agency?" Armadillo: "Yeah." Hedgehog: "Good, 'cause I got a heck of a problem fo' y'all ta take care of." At that point, Vector was carrying the TV out of its box. It was pretty clear that Julie-Su wouldn't be helping him. However, upon hearing what this hedgehog said, Vector's face lit up. He dropped the TV back into the box and ran over to the door to greet the guest. Vector: "Thanks Mighty I'll take it from here. (turns from Mighty to the hedgehog) Come on in. We can't talk business out in the hallway." Vector and Mighty entered the room with the hedgehog following them and Vector cleared off the table they were playing cards at so he would have somewhere to do business. Vector: "So what do you need from us?" Hedgehog: "You see, I'm a teacher that's supposed to bring my class to a very important event. But, one thing led to another and now I can't find my class. I heard 'bout you guys today an' thought you could lend me a hand." Vector: "Sure, we'll help uhh… I don't think you told us your name." Hedgehog: "The name's Sunny Bridges." Vector: "Okay Sunny. Can you describe what your students look like so we can find them." Sunny: "This should help." (He pulls a picture out of his pocket.) "Now I have a feeling they won't look exactly like they do in this picture but they should look pretty close to it." Sunny then placed the picture on the table for Vector to see. Out of curiosity, the other member of the Chaotix came to look as well. The picture was of a group of eight humans, consisting of four boys, three girls and one adult man, all posing in what seemed to be an auditorium. The picture was also autographed by eight different people, presumably the ones in the picture. The names signed, which were on or close to each person on the picture, were "Tamika", "Madison", "Eddie", "Kim", "Kam", "Philly Phil", "Li'l D", and "Sunny Bridges". Vector: "It's weird. You look a lot like this Sunny Bridges guy in the picture. You even have the same name." Sunny: "Yeah, there's a reason for that." Charmy: (looking at the picture) "These guys look like they'd be a lot of fun to hang out with." Mighty: "You haven't even met them yet." Charmy: "I can tell just by looking at this picture." Then Julie-Su, Ray, and Saffron took a look at the picture. Julie-Su: "Okay that's weird." Saffron: "Is that them?" Ray: "I'm not sure." Vector: "What? You recognize someone?" Ray: "Kind of. Remember when I said Shadow and a girl named Tamika helped us escape from Robotnik's robots? Well, that Tamika looks a lot like this Tamika in the picture." Mighty: "What was different about her?" Ray: "Just that she was a cat instead of a human." Saffron: "There was also this chameleon with her named Kam and he looked a lot like this boy in the picture. (pointing at Kam's spot on the picture) Julie-Su: "That's freaky. I also met this echidna named Eddie and he looked a lot like this guy does here." (pointing at Eddie's spot on the picture) Espio then took a look at the picture. He glanced back and forth between the picture and Sunny. Espio: (to Sunny) "Would you happen to be the Sunny Bridges in this picture?" Sunny: (smiling) "Dang. Y'all are some good detectives. I bet no one woulda made a connection just by lookin' at the photo." Vector: "Wait, you're this Sunny? (Vector points at the picture while Sunny nods his head) "But how would… Is there something you're not telling us?" Sunny: "A'ight. It's cool. Calm down. See it goes like this." It then takes a few minutes for Sunny to explain everything that happened to him. After the light explosion on the bus, he woke up on a beach just outside of Station Square and found out that his class was gone and he was transformed into a hedgehog. After the following four-second freakout, he decided to try to get a hold of the situation and started looking for his students. After coming into the city and getting bits and pieces of information from overhearing some people's conversations and looking around a newsstand, he found out he was on a planet called Mobius. While he was at the newsstand, he saw an ad for the Chaotix Detective Agency, which Vector mentioned having put out to help bring more business. Sunny thought they could help him so he decided to find the office since it was close to where he was then. Sunny: "I think that's everything." Mighty: "Wow. That's some story." Sunny: "You guys sure are open-minded. If I told anybody where I come from that all this stuff happened to me, I'd probably get sent to therapy. Anyway, y'all think ya can help me find my class?" Mighty: "It might take us a while. This is a pretty big planet. But, we'll help you." Sunny: "Really? Sweet. Do I gotta pay you now or…" Mighty: "We'll worry about that later. You've been through enough already." And with that, the Chaotix began plotting on what to do next to help their new client. To Be Continued… Ricky: "Man, sorry it took so long to get this up but you know how it is. But I ain't gone even waste yo time explainin' why it took so dang long. I'm just gonna try ta get the next chapter to ya sooner. A lot sooner. And I'm sorry if it ain't as long, good, or action-packed as you might want it to be. Been gone fo' a while. Gotta get back in the swing o' things." 8. To The Lab Class of Chaos To The Lab Back with Li'l D and Madison, the two young musicians were traveling with the three hedgehogs as they sped to the workshop of Sonic's friend, Tails. To Sonic, Sonia, and Manic, this was nothing new. Li'l D and Madison, on the other hand, felt like they were put on the world's fastest roller coaster after someone rigged it to make it go even faster. Sonia: "We're here." Sonic: "And I won." Manic: (to Li'l D and Madison) "So, how'd you guys hold up." Li'l D and Madison couldn't tell if they made it to their destination in seconds, minutes, or hours. At the moment, they were so dizzy, they couldn't even tell up from down or red from green. Li'l D: "I think I'm gonna be sick." (Falls over) Madison: "Look at all the pretty polka dots." (Falls over) Sonic, Sonia, and Manic all sweatdropped, then looked at each other. Sonia: "So, who's carrying them to the lab?" Meanwhile, Eddie was walking through a jungle to the same location along with Knuckles, who was currently ahead of them. Eddie then spotted something on the ground and picked it up to examine it. Eddie: "What is this? Who would leave a perfectly good gold bracelet just lying out on the ground like that?" This caught the attention of Knuckles, who turned around to see Eddie holding a gold circular object in his hand. Knuckles: "That's a ring, Eddie." Eddie: "No. How can this be a ring if it's too big to fit on your finger? Unless, there's giants here! There are no giants, are there?" Knuckles: "No, there aren't." Eddie: "Oh. But still, how can this be a…" Eddie was then startled when the "ring" suddenly shrunk to a smaller size. Eddie: "Whoa! What just happened to it?" Knuckles: "It shrunk. It makes them easier to carry." Eddie: "Really? I wonder how it does that?" Knuckles (irritated): "Just come on, Eddie." (thinking) _I really hope he's only pretending to be this airheaded._ Knuckles didn't know what to do with this kid. He seemed to have a question or comment for just about anything they walked across. He knows this is Eddie's first time on Mobius, but he acts like he barely leaves home period. Sure, he could've just left him and went to search for the Master Emerald, but he couldn't just leave him anywhere. The kid looked like he could barely defend himself. He put that thought in the back of his mind as he kept going. The sooner he dropped Eddie off, the sooner he could go searching. After a couple of minutes, the hedgehogs finally made it into Tails' workshop, with Sonic holding Li'l D up as they went inside and Manic doing the same for Madison, with both walking at a slow pace for their riders' sake. The room had a large table in the center and a counter going all the way around the room with cabinets under it. On the table and counter were several different machine parts and tools, as well as a computer and a television set, both turned on. There was also a door in the back which led to another room, where the sound of footsteps indicated there was someone in there. Li'l D: "Thanks, dude." Sonic: "No problem." (puts down Li'l D) "Hey Tails, you here?" Tails (in other room): "I'll be in there in a minute." Li'l D and Madison, who were now completely recovered and standing again, watched as a new person entered the room. This one was an orange fox with white fur around its muzzle and on his belly and was wearing white gloves and red and white shoes, but what Li'l D and Madison found really odd was the fact that he had two tails. Li'l D (thinking): _I think I saw this on a TV show or somethin'. A kita-somethin'. I forget what it's called._ Madison (thinking): _Aaaaawww. He's so cute. He looks like a giant teddy bear. 'Cept he's a fox._ Tails: "Hey Sonic." Sonic: "Hey Tails." Tails: "Sonia and Manic, good to see you too." Sonia: "Likewise." Manic: "What she said." Sonic: "These two are Li'l D and Madison." (motioning toward them) Li'l D: "Whassup." Madison: "Hi there." Tails: "Hi to you too." Sonic: "These two are in a situation. It happened like this… Meanwhile, Eddie and Knuckles were out of the jungle and finally approaching Tails' workshop. Eddie: "So, who exactly is this Tails person we're going to meet?" Knuckles: "He's someone I know. He's a genius so he should be able to help you out." Eddie: "I hope so. We walked a pretty long way from that island thing. I don't know how you can go for such a long time." Knuckles: "It wasn't that long. We're almost there, so stop complaining and come on." Eddie: "I'm not complaining." Back at Tails' workshop, Sonic finished explaining everything about Li'l D and Madison to his friend. Tails: "It definitely sounds like you guys need some help. I think I might be able to do something." Li'l D: "A'ight! Now we getting' somewhere." Madison: "Hey Li'l D? How do you think the others are doing?" Li'l D: "I really don't know. Sunny's awesome at e'rything so he gonna be all right, Tamika, Kim, and Philly Phil can probably handle it, but Eddie and Kam ain't that good at stuff like this." Madison: "Yeah, Eddie'll probably need someone really strong looking if he doesn't land someplace good." Just then, Knuckles reached the workshop and barges in through the door, breaking it down in the process, to find everyone in the front room. Madison: "Someone like that guy." (pointing at Knuckles) Sonic: "Knuckles? Didn't expect to see you here." Tails (thinking): _You could've just knocked._ Knuckles: "I don't plan on staying. I have someone here who I thought could use your help. After this, I'm leaving." (looks outside) "Speaking of which, Eddie hurry up!" Eddie (outside): "I'm coming! There's it's a long way up!" Sonia: "Eddie? Isn't that one of the guys you said you two were looking for?" Li'l D: "Yeah. Don't know if this guy's gonna be him though." Madison: "Who's the red guy anyway?" Manic: "That's Knuckles the Echidna. He's pretty much a tough guy with a bad attitude." After a few seconds, Eddie manages to get to the doorway. Eddie (out of breath): "Whew. This Tails guy needs to think about installing an escalator." The boy was now in full view of the whole group, specifically his friends, who recognized his voice and for the most part, his looks. Madison: "Eddie! It is you!" Eddie: (looking up) "Madison? Li'l D?" The three Westley kids then met at the doorway where Eddie was. Eddie: "Am I glad to see you two." Li'l D: "Cool to see you all right, man." Eddie: "Yeah. Despite running into a psycho robot monkey thing, I'm fine." Madison: "Psycho robot monkey thing?" Li'l D: "You been watchin' Philly Phil's old movies?" Eddie: "That has nothing to do with it." Meanwhile, Sonic and his friends were having their own conversation. Tails: "So, how've you been?" Knuckles: "The Master Emerald was stolen. A bunch of Eggman's robot's came to the island and took it. That's where I found this kid, Eddie." Sonic: "The Master Emerald? I just fought Eggman over a Choas Emerald that this girl Madison was holding." Tails: (looking at Madison) "She found a Chaos Emerald?" Sonia: "That's right. They said it's how they and their friends got here." Knuckles: "Does she still have it?" Manic: "Yeah. We were watching her. She's safe and everything's fine." Knuckles: (sarcastically) "Yeah, she looks like a tough contender." Knuckles then started walking to the exit. Eddie: "Hey where are you going?" Knuckles: "I already told you. I was only going to take you to Tails' workshop. Now we're here, so I need to get back to searching for the Master Emerald. Sonic and the others should be able to help you from here, but I need to get going." (thinking) _Get on someone else's nerves._ With that, Knuckles left the workshop and ran off in search of Eggman and the Master Emerald. Li'l D: "Okay first a Chaos Emerald. Now what's this Master Emerald he talkin' about?" Eddie: "It's like this giant green emerald. It's really big." Madison: "You mean like this?" (Madison takes the Chaos Emerald out of her pocket and shows it to Eddie) Eddie: "No. It's a lot bigger. About as big as… Wait a minute, where'd you get that jewel from?" Madison: "I found it outside the school." Eddie: "You just found a gigantic gemstone lying outside the school?" Madison: "I thought it looked pretty." Meanwhile, on the TV in the room, a news report started to play. Anchorman: "We have some late breaking news right now. A burglary is underway right now in a shopping mall in Station Square." Tails turned his head to look at the TV. Tails: "Hm?" (looks at TV) "Um Sonic, you might want to take a look at this." To Be Continued… 9. Failed Robbery Class of Chaos Failed Robbery Tails turned up the volume on the TV as Sonic came over to take a look. Out of curiosity, Sonia and Manic came to look as well, followed by Li'l D, Eddie, and Madison. Reporter: "A gang is currently in the process of a burglary in a shopping center in Station Square. It has been confirmed earlier that they are being led by notorious thief Fang the Sniper." Sonic: "Fang's back, huh?" Eddie: "Fang the Sniper?" Madison: "He doesn't sound too friendly." Reporter: "Police have just arrived at the scene and will attempt to stop Fang and his accomplices and rescue any civilians that may still be inside. We will bring you more details on this story as they arise." Sonic: "You guys thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?" Manic: "That we go down there and give Fang what he's asking for?" Sonic: "You got it!" Madison: "Wait a minute. I don't get it." Li'l D: "They gonna go stop that Fang guy from robbin' that mall." Madison: "Ooohhhh." * * * At the shopping center in Station Square, a few minutes earlier… Amy, Cream, Mina, and Kim were just sitting down in the food court to eat lunch. They were sitting down when Philly Phil arrived carrying the girls' bags. Of which they had quite a few. He dropped the bags to the floor, then fell to the floor himself afterwards. Philly Phil: "I may never understand what it is with girls and shopping." Kim: "That was pretty fun." Philly Phil: "That depends on your definition of fun." (stands up) "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to find someplace that sells painkillers." Philly Phil then walks away, leaving the girls to chat with one another. Amy: "So Kim. What's it like in your world?" Kim: "It's pretty cool. I live in this city called Atlanta and it is so much fun there. My friends and I can always find something to do, especially when Sunny's involved. Cream: "Sunny?" Kim: "He's our music teacher. We all attend the music program at Westley School of Performing Arts and he's our first year teacher. We're also hoping he gets to teach second year too." Mina: "So you're a musician?" Kim: "Yeah. We were on our way to a music contest when we ended up here. Philly Phil and I ended up with you guys and the others are who knows where." Cream: "Don't worry, Kim. We'll help you find your friends." Cheese: "Chao." Kim: "Thanks." Just then, the sound of a gunshot was heard not too far from where the girls were. The four of them turned around to see someone that looked like a gang of Mobian weasels walking forward from the entrance. One of them was standing by the entrance while the others went further into the mall. Then, one of them jumped onto a table and shouted. Weasel: "This is a hold-up! Everyone down!" The weasel had purple fur with white on his belly and his muzzle, from which a small but sharp-looking tooth was visible. He was wearing a brown cowboy hat, tan gloves with a metal plate on them, a brown leather belt with a gun holster attached, and brown and white boots. What everyone's attention was on though, was the gun he held in his hand. Upon his command, the crowd of people standing around all dropped down to the floor. Of the four girls, Kim and Cream (with Cheese) dropped to the floor. Amy and Mina however, stayed standing. Amy: "Fang the Sniper? What's he doing here? I thought he was in jail." Mina: "Apparently, he got out." Amy: "Well I'm gonna show him a thing or two." Amy then took out her large Piko-Piko Hammer and ran towards Fang. Kim: "Wait a minute. Where'd she get that giant hammer?" Amy then jumped at Fang, who turned around too late and got pounded by Amy's hammer. Fang was sent flying into a wall, dropping his gun upon impact. However, he recovered and managed to stand back up. Fang: "I knew it. Sonic's psycho wannabe girlfriend." Amy: "Wannabe?! I am his girlfriend!" Fang: "Yeah. Keep tellin' yourself that." Amy then ran at Fang with her hammer. But this time, Fang was able to get out of the way in time. Fang was still unable to reach his gun as Amy came at him again. Finally, after a bunch of misses on Amy's part, she managed to get a hit, and Fang was sent crashing down onto a table. As Fang was pulling himself back up, he found himself in range of his gun again. With the pink hedgehog coming in for another swing, he dove for the weapon and grabbed it. Fang: "Say good night, you smash happy…" Before he could finish his statement, a blue bubble that seemed to appear out of nowhere surrounded Fang. Fang: "What the?" Fang pressed his gloved hand on the wall of the bubble, confirming that it was solid. He banged his fists on the bubble, hoping that it was brittle enough to break. This was not the case however as he was still trapped. He started kicking it, also to no avail. Finally, he shot at it, only to have the bullet bounce off and hit his ankle, making him scream in pain. Fang: "AAAAAH! My leg!" Everyone got back up to see that the criminal was trapped and wondered exactly how it happened. However, Fang's henchmen came to see what the commotion was about when they saw their trapped boss. Henchmen: "Boss!", "What happened?", "What's this bubble thing?", "Who did this?" Before they could even say another word, they were all trapped in force-fields of their own. They also tried break out of them but all attempts turned out to be unsuccessful. All Amy and the girls could do was stare. They were glad that Fang was stopped but curious as to who it was that saved them. Amy: "Wow. What happened?" Mina: "This is weird." Cream: "Those bubble just came out of nowhere." Cheese: "Chao." Kim: "Wait a minute. I know I've seen this before. I can't remember where or when though." It was then that Philly Phil came in view of the group. He was holding an odd looking device that resembled a video game controller. Philly Phil: "I came back when I saw Amy and that guy fighting. Good thing I had this force-field generator on me or something might have happened." Mina: "Force-field generator?" Fang: (to Philly Phil): "Wait. So, you're the reason I'm stuck here?!" Philly Phil: "Pretty much, yeah." Fang: "Lemme outta here now, goggle boy!" Fang pointed his gun at Philly Phil and fired, forgetting about the force-field he was contained in. The bullet bounced off the wall of the force-field and shot into his uninjured leg. Fang: "AAAAAH! My other leg!" Mina then came up to Philly Phil. Mina: "Thank you. This guy is pretty dangerous." Philly Phil: "Well, you're welcome." Mina: "I'm just wondering but where did you get that thing." Philly Phil: (holding up the force-field generator) "You mean this? I had it with me. I'm sort of an inventor." Mina: "Really?" Philly Phil: "Yeah. I made this thing when I needed to hold something really big and really strong. It creates small force-fields that keep whatever is trapped inside in." He then looked to see that Amy was standing by where Fang was trapped. Amy: "Not so tough now, are you?" Amy then brought her hammer down on the force-field, only to have it bounce back at her hit her in the face and fall to the floor. Amy: "Ow. I'm okay." Philly Phil: "And it keeps other things out." Mina: "You'd probably be good friends with Tails and Rotor." Philly Phil: "Who and who?" Kim: "Now I remember where I saw this before." Cream: "You've seen him use this before." Kim: "Yeah, it was at this pageant at our school. There were huge elephants, and fires and peanut costumes, and nitroglycerin and… Oh, it's a long story." Cream only made a confused look at Kim, while the dot over Cheese's head changed into a question mark. Kim: "I'll tell you later. Right now, we should probably figure out what to do with these guys. (pointing at Fang and his henchmen) Just then, the police enter the shopping center and approached the crowd. Kim: "Guess that solves that problem." Philly Phil then turned off the force-fields as the officers came to arrest Fang and his accomplices. Fang: "I'm gonna get you for this, goggle boy! You're gonna get yours!" The police then took away Fang and his accomplices. Philly Phil: "That's not good. Hopefully, I'll be back on Earth before he can carry out what he says." It was then that he heard applause and scattered cheering for thanking Amy and Philly Phil for stopping Fang from his attempted robbery. This was unexpected for Philly Phil, who had never done something like that before. Philly Phil: "Okay, this, I can deal with." To Be Continued… End file.

Class of 3000, Sonic the Hedgehog, Adventure, Fantasy

Fanfiction

Class of the Titans Quenching the Blaze Quenching the Blaze **A/n: Please review, and I don't own Class of the Titans, although I wish I did. But I did just get the 2nd DVD.:)** The stars twinkled high above the brownstone, little fireflies that yearned for the vastness of the sky. The velvet darkness encompassed the city, a backdrop for the tall skyscrapers that glittered with bright lights. Pearly light from the moon shed a glow across the roof, illuminating the deck chairs, umbrella, and girl that sat resolutely against the coming dawn. Waiting for the time when she could go back inside and pretend, as usual, that nothing was wrong, that she could survive like the rest of them. Cold brick pressed into Theresa's spine as she leaned back against the wall, her fiery hair streaked with gold tumbling around her shoulders in warm waves. Her forest green eyes were full of longing as she stared up at the expanse of sky. She wished she could be a star, twinkling down love and beauty at all who passed beneath. Especially one person in particular. She thought back to just a week ago, when everything had suddenly gotten complicated. Her aura, evil and ugly, had attacked all those she had been trying to protect. Her friends, the gods, herself. Wincing, she rubbed her shoulders as a cool breeze prickled her skin. She had hurt so much, yet they had forgiven her. She smiled sadly. "Finally," she whispered. "We finally got our lives back on track, and then…" Her words trailed of as she realized she was talking to herself. But that was all she could do when everyone was asleep, thinking everything was as normal as it could ever be. Yet it was not. The place deep within Theresa's being, the place that was hollow and empty, yearned to be filled with something other than her evil, selfish desires. She stared down at her hands, which had blazed purple last night, in the confines of her room. The power was building, mingling with her blood, wanting her all, soul and body. And she was afraid. She did not fear death, but the separation from everything and everyone she loved. She feared that this time, when she went too far, nobody could stop her, and there would be no coming back and pretending nothing had ever happened. "Jay," she whispered, closing her eyes tightly and wishing he were there. He could help her, tell her she would be alright, all those lies she had always believed. Anger built up in her. He had lied. She would not be alright; she was slowly, gradually, increasingly giving in to everything she hated. The aura she had dispelled was still part of her. And it wanted more. She wanted more. More than fighting day in and day out… She snapped her eyes open, scared of what she may think next. Her own thoughts haunted her, and she clenched and unclenched her fists in an effort to drive them away. Footsteps resounded behind her, and she did not turn her head as the person hesitated, then sat down beside her, cloth rustling against cloth as he settled down close, stretching out his feet and long legs. "You okay?" She shrugged. "Normal," she said bitterly, "still wanting to have more than I can have." "A life?" he asked gently, and she nodded, tears streaking down her face. "I don't want to be so selfish," she whispered ashamedly. "But I can't help it." "It's alright, you'll survive. After all, you have us. You have me, and Atlanta, Herry, Odie..." She nodded, then leaned against him, her neck nestled in the crook of his arm and her head on his shoulder, firm and strong from so much working out. He smelled of cologne and salt wind, the very things that reminded her of sailing, Jay's favourite hobby and what he was going to teach her. "I can't wait to learn sailing," she murmured, grinning at him. But her smile faded as she remembered the night in her room, as the violet power streamed from her fingers and caressed her walls and closet, sending a glow across everything. "I need help," she muttered to him, hating to admit a weakness. He stiffened in alarm. "What's wrong?" "My… powers are building again," she choked, more tears brimming. Swiping them away, she said, "I'm so afraid." "Of what?" "Of destroying and hurting and causing pain to those I love the most… including you." She blushed and stared at the ground. He patted her shoulder and gave her a hug. "Like I said, you'll survive, and the gods can help you," he promised. "And we, your friends, will as well. You know that. We'll always be here for you." She shook her head doubtfully. "Will the gods want to help me?" "Of course!" "But, I took away their powers, and tried to…" "Theresa, you didn't hurt them. That's not you. Sure, you injured Ares' pride, and made Persephone break her arm, but you came through in the end. That's what matters. You have to believe it." He cracked a grin. "Besides, I think Ares needed a break from bossing us around." She laughed merrily. "How come you always know what to say?" He shrugged, but gave a mirthful grin. "I'm a guy," he said, grinning cheekily. "We always have to know what to say." She sighed and shook her head. "Boys." They sat in silence for a few more moments, her thinking about how she could expel her negative energy, and him about how she could stand the silence. When she finally moved, he had fallen asleep on her shoulder, a lock of hair falling into his face and all the while snoring lightly. Grinning with a joy that threatened to consume her, she shook him awake. "I think I know the problem," she said as he rubbed his eyes tiredly. "Duh; your power is building up again," he said sarcastically. "Not just that, smarty pants," she said playfully, flicking him in the head. "I have too much negative energy. If I can somehow balance it out…" "You sound like Odie." "It helps to hang around really smart kids now and then, doesn't it? Something's bound to wear off." She frowned thoughtfully. "Maybe…" "Maybe we can ask Odie in the morning. You won't die over night, and certainly won't go evil," he stated firmly, standing up. Yawning, he extended a hand to help her up. Taking it, she quickly scrambled to her feet. "Wait, before we go in, I just want to say…" _Come on, think of something. I…_ "Am really glad you came up here," she said quickly, mentally kicking herself in the head. He smiled. "Anytime you need me, you know where I am." _You silly girl, you should have said what you meant to say._ But instead she just grinned and embraced him, allowing herself to inhale the scent of ocean water and cologne one last time that night. "Thank you," she whispered. Small footsteps approached, and they leapt apart, blushing as the door to the roof opened and a sleepy Atlanta appeared. The redhead's hazel eyes flew open wide when she saw them, and she said, "What're you guys doing up here?" "Just talking," he said, exchanging a grin with Theresa. "We've solved a little problem together." "Yep." Atlanta smiled then, eyes glimmering with humour and joy. "That's great." She looked at him, an eyebrow cocked inquiringly. "Still up to playing a midnight game of poker? Everybody else is up now. I guess we all couldn't sleep either. And…" She stared at Theresa, grinning evilly. "Jay is looking for you." Theresa flushed and smiled, green eyes sparkling. "And tonight, I get to choose the game we play." She smiled slyly. Atlanta laughed, entwining her arm with that of her boyfriend's and kissing him on one pale cheek. "Well, glad you could make some good use of my boyfriend, but now he's mine for a while. Okay?" "Fine by me. Oh, and Archie… I really wanted to say… just, thanks for being there." "No problem." He kissed Atlanta sweetly, and then they headed downstairs, leaving Theresa to smile after them. _Jay's _looking_ for you. _Suddenly everything in the world seemed a whole lot brighter, and she ran down the stairs, slamming the door behind her. She thundered into the living room, where everyone was crowded around the table, playing cards. "Shoot!" Odie exclaimed as he lost yet again, throwing the cards on the table in disgust. "Neil, you're not allowed to play anymore! You're too lucky!" "It's a gift, my friend," Neil said casually. "Live with it, or let me be," he said dramatically, and with a flourish. He swept his arms around and bopped Herry in the nose. "Hey!" Herry growled. Theresa hesitated to look in on her friends, warmth and happiness welling up in her as the everyday talk and humdrum of her friends reminded her of Archie's words: _We'll always be here for you. _She knew it was true, now. Every word, every hug, every kiss and every playful punch witnessed to the fact that none of them were leaving her anytime soon. They were family. Herry, Atlanta, and Archie were on the couch, Odie had pulled up a plush chair, and Neil and Jay were sprawled out on the floor. Jay looked up at her as she entered, and for the first time in a week she beamed at him, her joy bubbling over into actions. His dark eyes lighted up like a lamp. Standing, he made his way towards her. "Sailing?" he guessed immediately. She nodded and grinned. Together they slipped outside, closing the brownstone door gently behind them. Jay went ahead with Theresa's keys to her car, but she stopped to look back up at the roof, where a few moments before she had made a new discovery: no matter what, she would always have friends, and she would survive because they would be there to make sure of it. She couldn't help but giggle at the irony of it all: Archie had been the one to teach her that, the last person she had ever expected. "Theresa?" Jay called, honking the horn. Her red sports convertible was pulled up to the curb, moonlight reflecting off its metal hood, and she answered, "Coming!" As they pulled away in her car towards the beach, the blaze that had been trying to consume her seemed to fade just a bit, as though realizing that she would never give in. Her friends and she were going to quench the blaze. All of them, because Archie had promised. And she believed him with all her heart. Inside she thought, _Thanks, Archie. For being the one I really needed tonight. _ End file.

Class of the Titans, Friendship, Romance

Fanfiction

Class of the Titans Hangover Cure **Hi guys!** **Quick warning on this. There is LOADS of smut and swearing and a little sprinkling of blasphemy too, just to spice it up. If any one of these things bother you, please do not read. Close the tab and find something a little more tame! ** **Also please be aware that this fic is really only for the more mature reader, but if you are younger don't say I didn't warn you *winks*** **Don't own, have no rights. There ya happy?** **Alrighty then, *Cracks neck* Lets' do this shiz-niz…** xoxoxoxoxoxoxox TICK. Hearts racing. TOCK. A panting gasp. TICK. "Shh shh shh. I'm here babe, sshhh" A soft susurrus. TOCK. A stifled whimper. NEED to reach that ultimate plateau, and yet need to keep quite. TICK. Fear of discovery swirling and melding with SUCH a bright pleasure. TOCK. Oh _PLEASE!_ TICK. And suddenly… _**THERE! **_A tumbling swirling black miasma rises up to greet them, stars bursting behind eyelids squeezed shut. TOCK. Xoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox _**2 Hours Earlier.**_ A green eye slitted open, gave a precursory look towards the blinking digital light on her table stand that showed the time and let the eye slowly drift shut with a moan of pain. '_Never again. Gods don't EVER let me drink that much again'_ Theresa thought to herself as she mentally girded her loins to propel her hung over body out of bed. As she slowly shuffled out her fung shued room she grabbed her kimono that was haphazardly strewn over a chair and carefully, with as little forceful movement as possible, made her way to the lower levels of the Brown Stone where she was in desperate need of caffeine to perk herself up. The kitchen was quite and still, and Theresa basked in the silence that the usually bustling house tended to generate with seven teens residing under its roof. Sitting down with a soft groan she cradled the cup of coffee in her hands like it was the savior of her soul (which it could very well be at that point) and whilst she was staring into oblivion hoping to find a spell that would help with her hangover, a slash of violent purple strolled in to the room. Archie's dark eyebrow rose high into his hairline seeing the curvy redhead sitting as absolutely still as possible and smirked. "Good morning" His deeper timbered voice the only thing that Theresa felt that she could handle with the pounding in her head. "I take it we are feeling the aftereffects of our drinking splurge last night?" His steel blue eyes held a slight twinkle of naughtiness as they ran up and down her disheveled state. The Warrior of their little Band of Misfits made his way to the coffee machine, noting simultaneously how early Theresa was actually awake, and that no one else seemed to be stirring anytime soon. The Fighters' emerald eyes stared at him blankly for a moment, processing what he had said and then whimpered slightly "Arch, please remind me of EXACTLY how I feel right now if I EVER get the foolish notion of touching another bottle of alcohol." Archie pulled out a chair besides hers and sat down, a hand sliding onto her thigh in comfort. The two sat in companionable silence for a few minutes with Archie's hand slowly swirling comforting patterns onto Theresa's firm thigh. Just as she was nearly drifting off from the soothing ministrations from Archie's palm, and the fact that the coffee had started to alleviate the very much zombie feeling of her body, Theresa squeaked in surprise and looked over to the purple haired teen with a slightly warning glance. "Archie…" He smirked back at her, his hand wandering a tad bit higher and nudging the silk kimono further up the smooth thighs. "What?" he asked as innocently as possible, whilst trying to control the devilment in his eyes. "It's the KITCHEN! Anyone can just walk in!" The red head let her gaze dart about the room for a moment, making sure none of the others were peeking around corners, feeling an involuntary shiver run up her spine as the larger more callused hands moved higher up her thigh with more surer intent. "I'm just trying to get you back for that stunt you pulled last week, when you had me so hot and bothered during training that it was an actual PAIN for me to take a step. Do you realize how hard it was for me to keep that from the other guys 'Ree? Not easy I'm telling you! And just a fun fact for you today, having an orgasm helps relieve headaches, and hangovers, so really I'm just doing this out of the good of my heart!" His slightly pouting put out face made Theresa burst into soft giggles as she carefully (_Hangover, remember your hangover Theresa_!) rolled her eyes at him. "Poor baby! I really feel for you as I'm sure the blow job that I gave you around the side of the building to alleviate your 'pain' was really a figment of your imagination. And I'm not even _touching _on your fun fact for the day" She gave him a sardonic look as he smiled at her in boyish charm. "Oh yeah! Now that you mention it I DO recall something about it." His gaze zoned in to her soft lips that were stained slightly red from the wine she consumed last night. "I remember you pulling me around the corner and dropping to your knees" his eyes dilated slightly "and I remember you pulling my cock from my pants and wrapping those fucking gorgeous lips around me and doing that amazing swirly thing that gets me, every-fucking-time." Her lips that he was speaking of were parted slightly in a pant, her mind whirling with remembered pleasure at looking up at this man who was always so confident and self assured, with his head flung back against the wall and his eyes squeezed tightly shut, his hands anchored in her hip length hair and his hips jerking in time to her rhythmic pulls and sucks. She wasn't going to lie. It had been a turn on then, and it was a total turn on now remembering the way he was panting and crying out in a voice that had gone husky with want and need. His lips lifted in a devilish smirk as he used her distraction to let his hand wander a little higher "What I want to know now is… Are" the marauding hand nudged the kimono higher "You wearing," the partner in crime to the hand that was reaching dangerous territory snaked up her waist and undid the belt, allowing the silken material to gape open and show off the over large t-shirt the smaller girl was in. "Any panties?" Green eyes that were starting to dilate stared back into steel grey, a calculating look beginning to shine through. She shifted her legs slightly further apart, much to his delight, and with a soft exhalation she drew his hand up her thigh and under her top "I don't know. Why don't you find out?" With that the Warrior's hand came into contact with curls that were already damp to his seeking fingers. Archie groaned in appreciation when he slowly started to nestle through her curls, watching her eyes glaze over that little bit more as he found her clit with that first enticing stroke. He had to adjust himself as his penis, which had already been semi erect by the time he started to tease her, hardened to the point of pain. Theresa hummed in delight as he softly swirled his finer through her slit, not pushing, not demanding, just playfully petting her and driving her absolutely demented with the need that was on a slow pressure cooker just in an out of reach place. She widened her legs more, giving him better access and silently begging him to further the pace and push her into that amazing world where only him, her and pleasure existed. "Arch, please, it feels like it's been for-fucking-ever! Don't tease me!" She restlessly shifted on the chair, trying to forcefully move his finger to all the right places. His eyes seemed to go wholly black for a moment before he dipped his head down and softly supped at her wine stained lips. "You know what a fucking turn-on it is for me to hear Miss Prim and Proper swearing like that?" He growled into her mouth, picking up her slender hand and placing it over his erection, thrusting slightly as he held her there for a moment, before returning his hands exploration of her side and under breast. "This is what you do to me 'Ree, every single time. Whenever you do something naughty, I get such a fucking hard on that I can barely stay standing. It's amazing that the guys haven't noticed how many times I need to sneak away to take care of business when we can't go off together." He gave a rueful laugh that turned slightly strangled as her hand burrowed into his boxer shorts and grasped his penis a little more firmly. "Jesus fucking CHRIST Theresa!" Green met blue mischievously as she gave a couple of experimental tugs and had all his blood rushing south so that he could not form a coherent thought for all of two minutes whilst she played and let her hands slide from his hardened cock down to his drawn up balls,. However he reluctantly pulled her soft hand away from him before things could progress any further. "Sorry babe, if I let that go on much longer, we wouldn't be able to play like how I want" He winked at her soft mumble of protest and slid down onto the floor in front of her chair. Theresa stared back in slight bewilderment, her arousal muddling her brain slightly so that she had absolutely no clue as to what her lover was getting up to. "I will need to do a bit more maneuvering from down here to be able to have some fun" He grinned slightly "Prop your feet on the bars of the chair and slide that fantastic ass a little closer to the edge. Make sure to keep an ear out now." He winked roguishly at her as his head delved under the bottom of her top. She squeaked in surprise as the first sensation she felt was his tongue giving her a long, slow, _gliding_ lick from her centre all the way up to her clit, and she would have overbalanced and toppled off the chair if his firm hands hadn't latched onto her hips to keep her steady. His head popped out from under her sleeping top and gave her a slight glare. "Terrie, you need to keep quiet! If the others are up and about, which no doubt they will be soon, they'll hear and come investigate." She nodded frantically, trying to shove his head back under and towards her aching clit. Theresa had to shove a fist into her mouth to keep her mewling sounds from escaping as Archie ducked back under and started to softly suck her clitoris whilst his one finger was playing with her exceedingly damp entrance. Lick. Flick. _Suuuuck_. Theresa's eyes nearly rolled back in her head with the pleasure, she was sure the man that was holding her complete and undivided attention under the table was trying to drive her absolutely mindless with want as he continued to swirl and suck on her most sensitive flesh, and when he slowly slid a finger in to her, she bucked so hard that he again had to clamp an arm down across her hips to stop her from taking a tumble. He chuckled slightly which caused mini sparklers to detonate behind Theresa's eyes as the rumbling vibrations moved over her clit. Suddenly, Theresa yanked Archie's head back by his hair, non to gently either, and dove under the table with the startled teen, her flushed and sweaty face gleaming in the soft shadows as he stared at her. "Terri? Wha…?" He was muffled by a small hand over his mouth and a finger coming up to her lips. Archie cocked his head and heard someone fiddling with a key to the front of the Brown Stone and gave his prayers and thanks up to the gods for Theresa's clairvoyance, as she obviously 'saw' Athena heading to their place to start her ritual Saturday morning breakfast. Theresa slowly muttered some ancient words which sounded like gibberish to Archie, and he watched in amazement as they were both surrounded by a soft green light just as the front door opened. She smiled at him softly and brought her mouth close to his ear, sending shivers dancing sown his spine. "It's a dampening and shielding spell. I can't make _all_ the sounds go away, but so long as we are quiet, we can still have a great shag right underneath Athena's nose" She smirked slightly as his eyes dilated so fully she could hardly see that much loved steel blue ringing the blown pupil. Archie quietly shuffled his boxers to his knees, his erection springing free, the head leaking a pearly precum from the empurpled head. Theresa grinned slightly as she shimmied the top up and over her shoulders to make sure it didn't get in the way at a horrendous time. He silently flipped her onto her hands and knees in front of him, and had to hold back a deep rumbling groan when she peeked over her shoulder with an enticing look and wriggled her hips in his direction, leaning forward so that he had an absolutely fantastic view of her weeping opening. She silently gasped as he covered her back, his erection bumping and softly nudging her where she felt as if there were a perpetual ache, and bit her lip when his large hands reach around to fondle her swaying breasts. Archie quietly fitted himself against her entrance, and slowly started a forward glide, hissing softly as he felt her body from this new angle, tighter, warmer, and infinitely more wet (but perhaps that could also be due to the illicitness of their shenanigans) and he had to pull himself out and thrust harder. Theresa gasped in surprise as her arms buckled and collapsed under her from the force of his thrust and then whimpered anew as the feelings and sensations built to new heights. He started slowly pulling out until only the mushroom like head was fitted at her tight entrance and then thrust back in, a hard and solid one that made the flesh of his balls slap against her bare buttocks. He felt her clamp down on him so hard, he couldn't breath for a second, and then he leaned over her and gently took her earlobe into his mouth. "You liked that, did you?" At her frantic nod he set up an almost brutal rhythm of retreat and thrust, his fingers slipping down her front to play with her clit. Both were panting in mere moments, covered in a film of sweat as he quietly fucked her under the table. She gasped out his name and had a hand come over her mouth "Shh Shh Shh. I'm here babe, shhhh" his lips were so close to her ear, but neither knew if they were actual words, or if he was projecting thoughts into her mind. Her nails kept trying to find purchase on the tiled floor (_Please oh please_), as his cock was pressing, sliding and dancing over that spongey spot that was full of nerve endings, pushing, pushing, pushing her towards an end that NEEDED to come soon (_Jesus CHRIST please, PLEASE!_), otherwise she might start screaming the house down, and then where would the two of them be? _'In a fuckload of trouble that's where. But Hoo-Boy would it be worth it!'_ Theresa smiled slightly as Archie rolled his hips from a different angle and suddenly _**THERE!**_ She was right… _**THERE!**_ He had to quickly shove his hand over her mouth once again to mute the oncoming scream as he felt her body gearing up and start twitching and releasing a gush of fluid. Her body seemed to be suspended for a moment before the wracking spasms claimed her, and subsequently pulled him under too. He gave a soft groan that he tried to muffle in her long hair that was flowing around the two of them as his hips erratically jerked from the pleasure of spilling the built up pressure into her willing body. The two teens quietly cooled off and returned to earth under the table with their guardian none the wiser preparing breakfast three steps away. They wriggled their clothes back into place, and waited patiently for Athena to move off into the pantry for some other ingredient, and as her back was turned, Archie nudged Theresa from under the table, and the two of them fled on silent feet to his basement bedroom, where the non squeaking stairs would not give away their position. Archie smirked slightly at the disheveled redhead as she tried in vain to mop up the glistening juices that were running down her legs, and grabbed a washcloth to help her along. "See? I TOLD you that sex is a great hangover cure" He winked in the face of her incredulity, and grinned when she started to giggle. Xoxoxoxoxoxxxoxoxoxoxoxoxo So? Have I got you all hot and bothered now *Evil Smile* This fic is actually dedicated to one of the most amazing Fanfic writers here, Jennieman, who shares the love of sweet lemony smut with me, and also a burning desire to watch most of the cannon shipping's be blown right out of the water! Jenn, this one is entirely for you ;P End file.

Class of the Titans, Romance

Fanfiction

Class of the Titans 1. We have to what? Author's Note: Another short story! I have tons of these going around in my head and will be writing them out whenever I have writer's block for my current story. Which is often. Next chapter for "Original Heroes" will be up soon, I promise. Until then, enjoy this. It's not a shipping, merely a fun little story. However, there may be little snips romance throughout it as well as the end. Also, it has a song's name but it isn't a songfic. It's not going to be a long story, just a few chapters until I get more ideas for "Heroes". Disclaimer: Still don't own Class of the Titans! "Archie, you're going to have to admit defeat sooner or later," Atlanta laughed as she did another turn on the virtual car game. "Never!" Archie told her as he pulled in front of the red-head's automobile. Behind them, their friends were cheering, the boys for Archie and Theresa for Atlanta. It was a cold Saturday night, and the team was spending their time inside the local arcade, much to the dismay of Theresa and Neil. Theresa thought video games, "taught bad values", while Neil complained that the flashing lights made it impossible to see his mirror in the event of a hair out of place. But apparently they were having fun shouting words of encouragement at their competing friends. "Show him up, Atlanta!" Theresa screamed as Atlanta took the lead again. "C'mon, Arch. Don't let a girl beat you!" Herry begged. Theresa glared at her friend and punched him in the arm, which wound up hurting her more than Herry due to his large muscles. "Christ the Lord," Theresa muttered, shaking her hand in pain. A few minutes later, the race was over. Atlanta had won. "Oh yeah, that's right," Atlanta laughed, getting off her seat and beginning to do a little victory dance, "In your face, oh ye-ah. Atlanta rules!" "Is that right?" Archie asked, standing up and running over to her. He lifted up the skinny girl and began to spin her around above his head. "What are you doing?" Atlanta screeched, "Archie, put me down! Archie! If you don't drop me right now….." Archie continued chuckling at her dismay and continued twirling in a circle. Atlanta huffed in annoyance and fired her laser crossbow near his feet. "What the _hell_ was that?" Archie asked, dropping Atlanta on the floor. "That's what you get," Atlanta smirked, blowing the smoke away from her weapon. The rest of the group started to laugh hysterically, so much so that they didn't realize what time it was. Finally, Jay was able to stop for a second to glance at the clock. "Oh no," he said. "What is it?" Theresa asked, touching his arm lightly. "It's ten 'o' clock," he said, "We had to be back at the Brownstone a half-hour ago!" "Oh man," Odie groaned, "Athena's gonna be so pissed!" "Then we better get going," Archie said. The others nodded and raced out the door towards Herry's truck. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "Everybody shut up," Jay warned as he slowly opened one of the dorm's windows from the outside. They weren't using the door in case the noise woke up a most-likely sleeping Athena. Theresa and Atlanta both stifled giggles as they watched their leader try to boost himself through the window. Archie went next; his ankle brace making a loud screeching noise as it scraped against the window pane. "Will you be _quiet_?" Jay whisper-yelled. Archie responded with a gesture that looked like he was going to flip Jay the bird, but before he could, Atlanta kicked him in the back as she too slid through into the dorm. She turned around and pulled Odie in. Neil and Herry both boosted Theresa up. The two boys then tried to go in at the same time, but, unfortunately, got wedged in too tightly to move. "That looks cozy," Atlanta laughed. "Shut up and get us out of here!" Neil told her. Atlanta and Archie both grabbed Herry, and Jay and Theresa did the same with Neil. "Oh my God, Herry! You weigh a ton!" Archie said, pulling as hard as he could on his brunette-haired friend's arm. "Well, Neil ain't no feather either!" Jay grunted. Finally, the four teenagers managed to get their friends out, but in the process sent Neil and Herry flying towards them and sending them all crashing to the floor. "Jeez, Theresa!" Atlanta wheezed, "Get off my back!" "Sorry," Theresa whispered, standing up. All of a sudden, the light of the living room switched on. Everyone in the team swirled around to see Athena sitting in a big easy chair, wearing a blue bath robe and fluffy pink slippers and tapping her foot angrily. "Where HAVE you been?" she asked, a furious tone rising in her voice. "S-sorry, Athena," Jay stuttered, "We were at the, um…." "Library!" Neil piped in, knowing that the goddess of wisdom wouldn't get them in trouble if she thought they were studying. "On a Saturday?" Athena asked; her eyebrow's rising in an "You really expect me to believe that?" kind of way. "We just lost track of time," Odie admitted, scratching the back of his head. "Up to bed now!" Athena snapped, pointing a finger up the stairs. The seven muttered in annoyance and went to their separate rooms. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 The next morning, the teenagers were sitting around the kitchen table, waiting for Athena to issue their sentence. And speak of the devil, in walked the goddess, still looking mad. "I've decided what your punishment is going to be," Athena said flatly. "Um, okay," Jay said. Atlanta snapped her chewing gum and Archie leaned back in his chair. "I've decided to leave the dorm for a week," Athena told them. "Ha!" Neil laughed, "_This_ is your punishment?" "I wasn't finished," Athena said calmly, "As you know, I'm the substitute for your parents while you're staying here, so I accept all responsibility for you. I cook, clean, and do all other things only your mothers would do for you. And you broke my trust by going back on my rules. Therefore, you are to take my responsibilities while I'm gone." "So we're supposed to clean and make food and junk for ourselves while you're not here?" Archie asked. "Oh, it's not just that," Athena smiled in a rather questionable way. The goddess snapped her fingers and a cloud of smoke appeared. Seven small outlines could be seen through the haze. "Have fun," Athena winked, disappearing right before their eyes. The seven forms in the smoke stepped into the group's view. They were kids. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "Mister," the tallest of the children said, tugging on Jay's shirt, "I'm scared." The boy had thick brown hair and brilliant emerald-green eyes. He had on a blue sweatshirt and a pair of beige pants. One of his tiny fingers was stuck up his nose. It wasn't long before each of the toddler's walked over to each member of the team. "This isn't very fun," an Asian girl with short hair and pale skin complained to Herry. "I'm hungry," a ginger-haired boy with dark eyes and freckles announced at Theresa. "I don't like you," a blue-eyed girl with long chestnut hair told Atlanta. "I want my mommy!" a dark-skinned girl with a black pixie cut bawled, clutching a very uncomfortable Odie's legs. "I made a poop," a blonde-haired boy with a green cap told Neil. A small baby with a sprig of blonde hair crawled up to Archie and began to chew happily on his brace. "Um, not to be rude or anything…but who are you?" Theresa asked the group of toddlers. "My name is Danny," the boy near Jay said, "That's Christy, Josh, Tara, Lily, Scott, and Tommy." "Hi," Jay said, reaching his hand down to Danny. The kid reached out and shook it with his booger-incrusted fingers, "I'm Jay. My friends' names are Theresa, Herry, Atlanta, Odie, Neil and Archie." When Danny wasn't looking, Jay quickly wiped the snot on his palms off onto his jeans. "Atlanta is a stupid name," Tara (the red-haired girl) told Atlanta, sticking her tongue out. "Excuse me?" Atlanta snapped. Tara laughed and ran into the next room with inhuman speed, much like Atlanta's. "Come back here you little monster!" Atlanta yelled as she darted after her. The little girl beside Odie was still crying her eyes out. "It's okay," Odie said kindly, patting the girl on the shoulder, "My name is Odie. You're Lily, right?" Lily nodded, tears still streaming down he face. "Do you like games?" Odie asked. "Yes," Lily said, a smile on her face, "My favorite's Scrabble, but I like Monopoly, Tic-Tac-Toe, Yahtzee, and Boggle. I also like chess, but my daddy won't let me play it anymore with him because he says it gives him a headache. But I think it's 'cuz I keep beating him!" "That's great," Odie told her, taking the girl's hand and leading her over to the games cupboard. "I'M STILL BORED!" Christy (the Asian girl) shrieked. "Well that problem can be solved, can't it?" Herry asked, "We'll just go and play a game with Odie and Lily." "Noooooooooooooo!" Christy cried, "I don't like playin' games with Lily. She always wins!" "Well….." Herry thought aloud, "Do you want to go over and meet my Granny?" "No!" Christy snapped. "She's got a dog," Herry said. Christy considered for a minute. "Fine." "What am I supposed to do with this one?" Neil whined, pointing at Scott, "He…..he….." "Made a poop?" Theresa offered. Neil shook his head up and down. "Well change him!" Theresa told the blonde. Neil stared at her in pure horror. "I'll help you," Theresa groaned. She turned down to look at the ginger-haired boy in her care. "Josh? Do you wanna come with me? We can get you something to eat after, okay?" "Okay," Josh sighed. He let Theresa scoop him up and take him up the stairs. Neil followed, the very smelly Scott close behind him. "I'm not that great with kids," Archie admitted, watching Tommy the baby still gnawing on his brace. "Yeah, me neither," Atlanta told him, walking into the room, carrying Tara by the straps of her overalls. Tara looked angry. She reached her head over and used her small teeth to nip Atlanta's hand. "Yow!" Atlanta shouted, dropping the girl, who ran off again laughing. "She _bit_ me! The tiny mutant bit me." "Catch me if you can!" Tara called from somewhere far off. "That's it!" Atlanta screamed, sprinting out of the room, "It's naptime!" Archie smirked at Jay and picked Tommy up from under the armpits. The baby instantly began to cry. "Crap! What did I do?" Archie asked nervously. "Oooooooh! He said the 'C' word!" Danny gasped. Archie shot Jay a look that said, "You can deal with this kid being permanently scarred for life" and then sat down on the couch with Tommy. Atlanta walked in the room yet again, carrying a now silent Tara. "Dang, how'd you get her to shut up?" Archie asked as Atlanta plopped Tara into the computer chair. Danny shrieked again at Archie's use of "curse words". "I told her the boogeyman comes here at night to gobble up bad little girls," Atlanta announced proudly. Tara was shaking in fear. "You're mean," Archie told her, cradling a whimpering Tommy. "What's wrong, honey?" Atlanta asked, walking over to where Archie and the baby were sitting and wiping Tommy's hair out of his face. "I don't know what's wrong with him," Archie said, shaking the infant. "Try burping him," Atlanta suggested. Archie put Tommy's head on his shoulder and made rubbing motions on his back. The baby instantly calmed down and put his hand in his mouth. "He's pretty cute when his face isn't red," Archie murmured. "Guys, we've got a serious issue here," Jay said to them. "Yeah, I'm not the world's greatest baby-sitter," Atlanta said, jerking her thumb at Tara, who was now curled up into a tight ball on her chair. "No, I mean this whole thing," Jay told her, "Where did these kids come from? Who are their parents? Do they know they're children are here? He looked down at Danny, who was sitting on the wooden floor staring thoughtfully at his green sneakers. "Relax, Jay," Archie assured him, "I'm sure Athena wouldn't go all psycho and kidnap seven kids just to teach us a lesson!" "You're probably right," Jay muttered. But then again, all of them knew just _what_ the immortals did to punish the ones who disobeyed them. It was at that moment that Tommy decided to spit up all over Archie's hoodie. 2. Dinner Disasters Disclaimer: Me no owney! Later that night, the team had managed to calm the kids down long enough to make dinner. "So how was taking Christy to visit your granny, Herry?" Odie asked as he ripped lettuce into shreds for the salad. "A disaster," Herry groaned, "She went mental and broke two stools. That kid has, like, super strength or something." "Hmmm…sounds like someone else we know," Odie snickered, "Anyways, I shouldn't complain. Lily beat me at chess, checkers, AND Scrabble." "What about _me_?" Neil asked, "Have any of you ever tried to change a diaper? It's disgusting!" "It's pretty sad that a little kid can beat you at Scrabble, Odie," Archie teased from where he was chopping onions, completely ignoring the blonde-haired complainer. "Shut up!" Odie called at him, tossing a dirty dish-cloth at his purple-haired friend. "Hey, watch it will you?" Archie exclaimed as the towel landed on his shoulder. "My sweatshirt is already in the wash covered in baby barf. Let's try to keep the rest of me clean, shall we?" Tommy gurgled happily as he piled up wooden building blocks at Archie's feet. "What are you laughing at?" Archie snapped at him. Tommy's chin trembled, than he started to cry. "Archie!" Atlanta groaned as she scooped up the baby, "Leave him alone, he didn't do anything." She walked over to a chair and sat down. "Don't listen to mean old Archie," Atlanta said, rocking Tommy back and forth. She planted a kiss on the infant's forehead and tickled his stomach. Tommy giggled and wrapped his arms around Atlanta's waist. "Mama," he cooed. "Awwwwwww," Theresa sighed, "You've got a real way with kids, Atlanta." "Yeah," Atlanta mumbled, "A real way." She grabbed an angry Tara as she ran by, trying to swipe at Josh with her bare hands. Josh let out a sob and ran to hide behind Theresa's legs. "What are you doing?" Atlanta asked. "He scratched me!" Tara shrieked, showing Atlanta the small wound on her forearm. "Josh…." Theresa warned. "It was an accident," Josh insisted. "No it wasn't!" Tara screamed at him. "Yes it was!" "No it wasn't!" "Yeah!" "No!" "YEAH!" "NO!" Tara went to lunge at Josh again but Atlanta held her back. "Here, you handle this," Atlanta told Archie, walking over to her friend and plopping the young girl into his arms. "But….." Archie began. But it was too late. Atlanta had already returned to stirring a pot full of spaghetti sauce. "What's wrong, kid?" Archie asked, setting Tara on the ground. "Josh's stupid," Tara huffed. "Yeah, guys tend to do be sometimes," Archie sighed. "But you're a boy," Tara pointed out. "That doesn't mean I'm not stupid," Archie told her. Tara smiled for the first time since she arrived at the dorm. "You're funny," she giggled. Just then, the tiny girl noticed a flash of gold coming from Archie's ankle. It was his ankle brace. "You gots one too?" she asked, hands on her hips, tilting her chin at the armor. "What do you mean?" Archie asked curiously. "I wear one of those," Tara told him, rolling up her right pant leg. Sure enough, she also had a metal appliance supporting her. But Tara's was different then Archie's. Hers was silver, and unlike Archie's, whose leg brace stopped halfway up his calf, Tara's climbed past her small kneecap and fastened around the bottom of her thigh. "Ouch," Archie winced, "Were you hurt when you were small? Err…..smaller?" "No," Tara answered, pulling her the jean leg of her overalls back down. "My daddy says I've gotta bad heel." "Things keep getting weirder and weirder….." Jay muttered under his breath. "Oh my God!" Atlanta yelled as the sauce pot began to overflow. "What did you _do_?" Theresa exclaimed as she went over to help her. "I don't know!" Atlanta said angrily, trying to stuff the red mess back down with a wooden spoon. "Well, THAT'S not going to work!" Theresa snapped as she snatched the utensil out of the red-head's grasp. "What IS going to help then?!" Atlanta asked sharply. "Up! Mama up!" Tommy whined as he tugged on Atlanta's cargo pants. "No, 'Mama' is busy right now," Atlanta told him in an exasperated tone. "Go see Uncle Odie!" The baby looked upset, but he crawled over to Odie anyways. "Up?" he asked the short boy hopefully. Odie picked the baby into the air and brought him over to Archie. "How come everyone's giving the kids to _me_?" Archie fumed. Odie shrugged and walked over to assist Theresa and Atlanta, who were desperately trying to stop the flow of the sauce. "You could turn off the heat!" he barked at the two girls. "We tried that!" Theresa fumed, "It just keeps coming!" "Well, if you just….." Odie began. But before he could finish, a large bubble rising in the pot exploded, showering all three teenagers in the face with the liquid. "Ha ha! You look funny!" Josh laughed. "Suddenly, being covered in baby spew doesn't seem so bad," Archie sneered. "Shut up," Atlanta smirked, scraping up a handful of the goo and pitching it at him. Archie ducked just in time and the slop wound up striking Jay in the side of the face. "Who…..threw that?" Jay gasped, wiping some of it off of his face. Atlanta laughed as Archie pointed at her. "It was an accident," she insisted, tears of hysterical amusement flowing down her face. Jay walked over to the pot and stuffed some of the gunk in her face. "So was that," he told her. "Somebody's hoping for a death wish," Atlanta said, picking up the pot. But instead of dumping it on Jay, she poured it over Archie's head. "What was that for?" Archie asked, "I didn't do anything!" "Yeah, but you ducked earlier when I tried to hit you!" Atlanta replied. Neil and Herry were clutching their stomachs in out-of-control laughter. The other children ran into the room to see what was so funny, and burst into giggles when they saw the state of Archie, Jay, Atlanta, Theresa, and Odie. "Shut up," Archie said, taking two globs of sauce of his chest and throwing it at Herry and Odie. "Hey!" Herry shouted. "Aaaaaah! My new shirt!" Neil screamed. "Me too! Me too!" Christy shrieked, gathering up some sauce from the floor and rubbing it on her stomach. "This is fun!" Scott cackled as he scrubbed some through his hair. It wasn't long before all the kids were rolling around in the slop. "Oh no, you don't!" Atlanta said to Tommy as he began to gouge some into his mouth. But as she ran over, she slipped into the tomato sauce and crashed to the floor. Theresa tried to help her up, but doing so she fell over herself. "This spaghetti thing was a REALLY bad idea!" Theresa complained as she tried to pull herself up. "Who's up for pizza?" Herry suggested. "And a bath?" Neil added. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "You're the one who let him eat _six slices of pepperoni_!" Theresa barked, as Jay stared in disgust at the pizza-colored mess that Danny had left on the floor. "I am NOT cleaning that up!" Herry exclaimed as he carried a messy Christy up to the bathroom. "Oh no, you don't!" Neil shouted as he rushed by, clutching Scott, "This pint-sized fiend is dirtier than yours!" "Not as bad as mine!" Odie yelled, running up the stairs and into the bathroom. Herry and Neil bellows of anger as they went upstairs and began banging on the bathroom door, demanding that their charge be washed off first. "There's another bathtub down here!" Atlanta hollered, but the two boys were two busy trying to force Odie out of the bathroom. Jay let out a sigh of hesitation as he leaned down to mop up Danny's hurl with paper towels. "Do it," Theresa ordered. Jay knew better than to argue. It took him five pain-filled minutes before he got it all cleaned up. "I think I'm going to be sick again!" Danny moaned, clutching his stomach. "Oh no! Danny! Don't you dare!" Jay yelled as the boy bent over. Too late. "Gross," Jay muttered. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 Atlanta couldn't sleep. And how could she? She'd been kicked out of bed and forced to try and snooze in an old sleeping bag while Tara was rolled up comfortably under HER sheets! Just when she about to close her eyes and _try_ to slumber a bit, she heard a tiny voice calling her name. "Atlanta?" the voice squeaked, "Atlanta? Are you awake?" Atlanta realized that the voice was coming from Tara. "Yep," Atlanta groaned. "I can't sleep," Tara whispered, "I'm scared. Can I stay in there with you?" "Are you crazy?" Atlanta asked, rolling over, "This thing's barely big enough for me, let alone the two of us!" Tara's chin wobbled. "Fine," Atlanta sighed, "I'll go up there, okay?" "Okay!" Tara said happily. Atlanta grunted a few times, then grabbed her pillow and walked over to her bed. "Move over," she commanded as she climbed in. Tara did so cheerfully and put her head on Atlanta's shoulder as soon as she lay down. "What are you scared of exactly?" Atlanta questioned. "The boogeyman that you said would get me," Tara answered. "Tara, there IS no boogeyman," Atlanta told her, "I was just kidding." "Okay," Tara said quietly, "Don't leave though, okay?" "Sure," Atlanta laughed. Tara talked again after a few minutes of silence. "Atlanta? Do you think my little brother's okay?" "Huh?" Atlanta yawned, "Who's your little brother?" "Tommy," Tara replied, "Didn't you know that?" Atlanta shook her head no, but as she looked at the little girl, she realized that she should have. The two kids had the same tanned, oval shaped faces, bright blue eyes, and button noses. "I'm sure he's fine," Atlanta smiled, ruffling Tara's hair slightly. "Okay," Tara said, rubbing her eyes. Then she bowed her head and started to sleep. "Night, Tay," Atlanta murmured, wondering why the heck she just called Tara, "Tay". 3. Bonding **Disclaimer: Do I have to keep saying that I don't own Class of the Titans? I do, however, own Danny, Josh, Lily, Christy, Tara, Scott, and Tommy. And if anyone uses them without my permission I'll come over to your house and kick your butts!** "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" Scott screamed in Neil's ear. "Not before ten 'o' clock!" Neil shouted back at him, shoving a pillow over his head. "Neeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiilllllllllllllll!" Scott whined. Neil sat up and was about to tell the kid to bug off, but something about the little boy's prominent blue eyes forced him not to. "Fine," Neil grumbled, throwing the blankets off himself. "Yay!" Scott cheered. Then he walked over to Neil and jumped up onto his back. "What. Are. You. Doing?" Neil asked slowly. "Piggy back," Scott clarified. "How about no?" Neil said, plopping the youngster back onto the bed. Scott instantly began to pound him hands and feet onto the mattress. "PIGGY BACK! PIGGY BACK! PIGGY BACK!" he shrieked. "Fine!" Neil shouted over his cries, "I'll give you a freaking piggy back!" Scott's tears instantly stopped and he clambered onto Neil's back again. "Thank you!" he smiled sweetly, resting his chin on Neil's shoulder. "Whatever," Neil grinned, "Just don't expect it too often." X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "Ahhhhhhh, the magic of cereal!" Jay said happily as he poured some Captain Crunch into a bowl in front of Danny, "No stoves, no mess. Just dump it in and eat!" "Uh, uh," Danny said. "Excuse me?" Jay asked over his shoulder as he went to get the milk. "I don't like Captain Crunch," Danny explained, "I like Fruit Loops." "Well, we don't have Fruit Loops," Jay told him, "Do you like anything else?" "No." "Great," Jay muttered, walking over to the cupboard to see if he could find a substitute. He came back a few minutes later holding various items, which he dumped on the table. "Here," Jay said, showing Danny what he found. "We have Cheerios, sugar, and food coloring. Which is all basically what Fruit Loops are made of." Danny stared at the containers for a few seconds. "What now?" he asked. "Mix them together," Jay instructed. As Danny did so, Jay realized what a mistake he had made. The concoction didn't look like Fruit Loops at all. The sugar was sticking to the sides of the bowl, and all the food coloring had done was made the Cheerios even soggier. This was useless. Jay let out a frustrated sigh as he ran his hand through his bangs. "You like waffles, kid?" he asked. Danny nodded eagerly. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 Over in the next room, Odie was reading a large book that even HE had problems understanding. Lily walked into the room looking nervous. "Odie?" she asked timidly, tugging on one of Theresa's old sweaters that she had used for a nightgown. "Yeah?" Odie asked, looking up from his novel. Lily walked over to him and cupped her hands around his ear. "I wet the bed," she whispered. "You _what_?" Odie asked, leaping up from the couch. Lily had been sleeping in HIS bed! The girl began to cry. "Oh no, please don't cry," Odie told her, "It's okay!" Lily continued to sob. "Lily……" Odie begged, "It's fine, really. We'll just clean up the bed and give you another bath, alright?" "Okay," Lily told him, her tears slowly beginning to stop flowing. The two walked up the stairs and towards the bathroom. Odie stood in the corner with his back turned while Lily took off her nightshirt. "You done yet?" Odie asked, turning his head. Lily was already happily sitting in the bathtub, splashing her arms around. "Watch me dunk my head underwater!" she told Odie. "Okay," Odie laughed. Lily continued to play for a few more minutes before Odie began to dump shampoo into her dark hair. "Smells like apples," Lily announced, sniffing the hair. "Yes. Yes it does," Odie concurred. "I like apples," Lily said. "Me too," Odie agreed. "I can swim," Lily declared. "Can you really?" Odie asked, not really paying attention. "Yep," Lily answered, "My mommy taught me. She's an island princess. She has long hair, and dark skin, and…." "You have a good imagination," Odie chuckled, "Your stories are amazing." "It's true!" Lily insisted, crossing her arms. "Yep," Odie smiled, "I believe you." Lily stared at Odie for a second. "I like you," she said. "I like you too," Odie told her, helping the girl out of the bathtub. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "Tommy!" Archie called down the hallway. "Tommy? Where are you?" Archie was indisputably screwed. If yelling at the baby ticked Atlanta off, then losing him was most certainly a death wish. "Tommy!" Archie shouted again. He heard a small gurgling sound coming from Herry's room and ran in there. Sure enough, Tommy was sitting on one of the open windowsills, cheerfully rocking back and forth. "Hey! Stop it!" Archie yelled at him. Tommy looked up at him and continued wobbling. "No, I'm serious," Archie told him, "Tommy, stop. Tommy!" Tommy still wasn't listening. And just as Archie thought, the infant teetered so hard that he toppled right out of the window. With speed that even he didn't think he could muster, Archie ran over and grabbed the baby by the scruff of the neck before he could hit the sidewalk. "If you're not more (grunt) careful you're going to be turned into road kill," Archie told Tommy as he lifted him back up. "Scary," Tommy gasped. "Yes, it's very scary," Archie said. He glanced down at Tommy's left knee, where he had a tiny scrape. "You've got a bit of a boo-boo there," Archie said, gesturing towards the scratch. Tommy looked down. "Ouchie," he whimpered. "Yep," Archie cringed, "We'll get that cleaned up, alright?" "Wite!" Tommy cooed. Archie carried the tot into the bathroom and set him down onto the counter. Then the purple-haired boy walked over to the medicine cabinet. "Band-aids, band-aids, band-aids," he murmured under his breath, "Where the _hell_ do we keep the band aids?" "Hell! Hell!" Tommy echoed. Archie whirled around in shock. "No!" he cried, "You're not supposed to learn words like THAT!" "Hell! Hell!" Tommy repeated. "Oh shit," Archie whispered. "Shit!" Tommy boomed. "Please stop now," Archie begged. Tommy instantly stopped talking. "Thank you!" Archie cheered, walking back to the cupboard. "Here we go!" he said, holding up a yellow band-aid with a pattern of black bats. He walked over to Tommy and promptly plastered it onto the infant's knee. Tommy examined it with much interest. "Batman," Tommy told Archie, pointing to the band-aid. "Batman, indeed," Archie said, picking Tommy up and walking him out of the room. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 Meanwhile, Theresa sat in front of the washing machine, tapping her foot impatiently. "Whatcha doin'?" Josh asked, coming up from behind her. Theresa jumped, and crashed her head into the large appliance. "Ouch," she muttered, rubbing where she had been hit. "Hey, Josh. I'm just washing some clothes." "Can I help?" Josh asked. "There's not really much to do," Theresa told him. "Oh," Josh said, without even a hint of disappointment. He walked over to Theresa and plopped himself onto her lap. "What do we do now?" Theresa asked, still staring at the washing machine. Josh placed his head against Theresa's chest and tilted his head up so that they were eye to eye. "Tell me a story," he ordered. "Okay," Theresa giggled, "Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess…" "No," Josh interrupted, "No princesses. Princess stories are for sissies." Theresa laughed. "Alright. Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Josh." "Big boy," Josh corrected. "Big boy," Theresa approved, "Anyways, this _big_ boy named Josh was so brave and strong. He wasn't afraid of ANYTHING. But there was one thing that made Josh a little scared sometimes. Can you guess what that thing was?" "Bullies?" Josh guessed. "That's right," Theresa mused, "Bullies made even Josh feel a _tiny_ bit scared sometimes. But one day, when Josh's daddy took him to the playground, Josh saw that a mean kid was picking on a smaller kid. And do you know what Josh did?" "Told his daddy?" "Hmmm…..That would have been a good thing to do. But Josh was so mad that a bigger kid was picking on a little kid, that he marched right up to that bully, and told him to stop it. And what did that bully do?" "Stuck his foot down Josh's throat?" Theresa paused to laugh. "No, he didn't stick his foot down Josh's throat. The bully looked at Josh with his big bully eyes, and then just walked away. You see, when someone stands up to a bully, that person realizes that maybe they weren't as brave as they thought they were. It was Josh who was really the brave one for standing up for someone who needed him." Josh looked up at Theresa again. "That's my favorite story now," he told her. "It's a good one," Theresa beamed, ruffling the boy's ginger curls. A small _ding!_ came from the washing machine. "Laundry's done." X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "This is boring!" Christy whined as she watched Herry put a new fan belt inside his truck. "Do you want to help me?" Herry asked. "No," Christy said. "Well….I'm almost…..done!" Herry exclaimed with much enthusiasm. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a rag to wipe his face, which was covered in grease. Christy clambered to the top of the truck and laid there, her head cupped in her hands. "What are you doing?" Herry asked. "Sittin'," Christy replied. "You're going to fall," Herry warned. "Then you'll catch me." "No I won't." Christy stuck her tongue out at Herry and rolled over onto her back. Herry muttered a few curse words under his breath and climbed up to the top of the vehicle to get the kid down. "Okay, Christy, this was fun," Herry said, "But now I have to get you down." "Arm wrestle me first," Christy commanded. "Are you kidding?" Herry asked, "You're just a little girl!" Christy smiled and shook her head. "I can kick your butt!" "We'll see about that," Herry chuckled, positioning his elbow against the hot metal of his truck. Christy placed her hand in his. "I'll try to go easy on you," Herry told her. But before he even moved, Herry felt his arm being slammed under the weight of Christy's. "What the heck?" Herry stuttered, "How'd you do that?" Christy threw back her head and laughed. "We're doing this once more," Herry said, grabbing Christy's tiny hand. Christy smiled mischievously and beat Herry _again_! "Uncle! Uncle!" Herry shouted as Christy pressed his arm harder into the top of the truck, "Jeez, Christy. You're as strong as me!" "Again," Christy instructed. Herry laughed and propped his arm up again. 4. Catastrophe **Author's Note: Thank you for all your very positive reviews! Many of you have asked if the kids are the team member's children. Hmmmmm…… very good question. But how is this possible? I don't remember Atlanta and Theresa getting pregnant do you? So the answer is……..WAIT AND SEE! By the way, did anyone on the Canadian front watch "See You At the Crossroads"? (Very dumb question, of course you all did!) I LOVED IT! Hecate wasn't really what I expected her to be, though. Other than that, it was a pretty rocking episode! I loved Neil's little magic act and Archie pulling Atlanta out of the TV. Nice little moment there. Smiles all around!** **Disclaimer: I don't own this TV show! I just own Danny, Lily, Christy, Tara, Tommy, Josh, and Scott! And love them for it!** "Um, Jay, we've got a problem," Atlanta said as she carried Tara into the kitchen. "What do we do with the munchkins while we're at school?" "Well, we're excused today for extra training, remember?" Jay reminded her, "The kids can just sit around and wait for us." "Yeah," Archie told him, entering the room with Tommy, "We'll just give them candy bars and lighters to occupy themselves!" "Funny," Jay smirked. Atlanta giggled and boosted Tara further up her hip. "They could always….train with us," Archie suggested, rubbing the back of his head. "Are you serious?" Atlanta asked, "No offense, Arch, but I don't think I trust these guys with weapons!" "Me neither," Jay grimaced as he watched the syrup Danny was pouring onto his waffles begin to flow over the sides of his plate, "We'll leave them with Hera." X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "Today we'll be starting with an exercise that you may not be used to!" Ares announced as he paced the gym, walking up to a large wooden bin on wheels. He reached in and took out a white ball. Archie let out a large chuckle, which he instantly silenced with his hand. "What is it that is so funny, Archie?" Ares said, annoyed. "Volleyball? How is being able to spike going to help us against Cronus?" Archie asked, still laughing. Theresa elbowed him in the ribs. "Volleyball isn't all about your returning," Ares told him, "It's also about hand-eye coordination and your speed skills." The god of war threw the ball with all the strength he could muster into Archie's chest. "Ooooof!" Archie groaned, falling backwards as he felt the wind get knocked out of him. "Jeez, Ares must have not taken his happy pills this morning," Atlanta whispered to Archie as she pulled him to his feet. As soon as he stood up, they both realized the Atlanta was still gripping Archie's hand. The two friends both looked at their encircled fingers and quickly pulled away at the same time. "Sorry," Atlanta muttered. "No problem," Archie said, a smile trying to force itself out at the back of his mouth. "If you two are done talking, can we please start the game?" Ares asked, his eyes narrowing. Archie and Atlanta both turned bright red. "Archie, Herry, you're captains," Ares ordered, "Choose your teams." "Jay," Herry selected. Jay walked over to Herry as Archie playfully tapped his finger against his chin, pretending to size up the others when they all knew who he was going to choose. "Atlanta," he picked. Atlanta smirked at Archie as she stepped up beside him. "Theresa," Herry said. "Neil." "Odie." "Oh great, picked last again," Odie grumbled as he walked over to Herry's team. "They're going down, guys!" Atlanta shouted, snatching the volley-ball out of Archie's hands. "As soon as you set the nets up!" Ares told her. "That….sucks," Atlanta said. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 Meanwhile, Hera had decided to take the kids to the park. She had Tommy held in her arms and was being pulled on her free hand by Christy. '_They are so precious,'_ Hera thought, _'And so full of spirit! Just like their parents! Maybe I shouldn't have doubted Athena's decision to bring them here!'_ "Look at that! Look at that!" Josh yelled, snapping Hera out of her thoughts. Josh was standing behind a tree, jumping up and down excitedly and pointing at something in the distance. Hera took the rest of the youngsters over to where Josh was to get a glance at what he was looking at. As soon as Hera did this, she gasped in surprise and horror. Cronus was standing several yards away, talking to two of his giants. "Ssssssshhhh," Hera whispered to the children, covering her mouth with one of her fingers. The goddess craned her ears to listen to what her father was saying. "I don't know how they got here!" Cronus spat at one of his servants, "But they won't be here for long! Get some of your friends and see to it that they're destroyed!" Hera's heart sank. She knew that he was talking about Josh and the others, and she wasn't going to let Cronus have them. She beckoned for the kids to follow her and together they raced back to the school. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "Ahhh!" Neil shouted as the volleyball sailed towards him. Archie ran over to him and hit it over the net before it slammed the blonde boy in the face. The game was in full play. The rules were all sorted out and Theresa had gotten Chiron to lend them his stereo so they could listen to the radio while they "trained". "The ball's not going to bite you, Neil," Archie groaned. Neil still had his arms pulled over his head in a cowering position. "I know that!" Neil snapped, "I think I'm more worried of it knocking me into a coma, thank you very much!" Atlanta grunted as she punted the ball over to Jay, who missed it by a few inches. "Ha!" Atlanta cheered, running over to get the volleyball from Jay so she could serve. "Lucky shot," Jay told her. "Well, expect more 'lucky shots' where that came from!" Atlanta stuck her tongue out. She threw the ball up into the air and over-hand served it. The ball easily went over the net and towards Theresa, who was about to return it when the doors of the gym burst open. Hera rushed in, accompanied by the kids. "Hera, what is it?" Jay asked, going up to her. Hera paused to catch her breath. "We have….to……get the children out of here," Hera panted, holding her hand to her heart. "Why?" Theresa asked as Josh ran over by her side. "Cronus is after them," Hera explained. "WHAT?" the whole team yelled. "That's ridiculous, what would Cronus want with them?" Odie asked. Hera bit her lip. "You'll just have to trust me." "Well, what do we do?" Archie said, "We can't exactly fight Cronus and protect them at the same time!" "Exactly," Hera frowned, "Which is why you'll have to get out of here for awhile. At least until Athena returns. She's the one who brought the kids here, and so she's the only one who can take them back." "Take them back where?" Jay asked, "Where are they from?" "I can't say now," Hera said, "But it would be disastrous if they were not brought back. I've told Chiron to get you all bus passes up to where we've arranged you to stay for the next few days." The teenagers nodded, knowing better than to argue with the queen of the gods, and filed out of the room to pack their things, the children trailing after them. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "This is terrible," Theresa whispered. The seven were all standing in the living room after they'd spent about two hours packing for their journey. Danny, Christy, and Josh were all sleeping on the sofa, with Scott and Lily curled up in a homemade bed on the floor. Tara and Tommy were coiled together on an easy chair; Tara's arm tucked protectively around her little brother. Theresa looked sadly over at the sleeping children, her eyes filling with silent tears. "Why would _anyone_, even Cronus, want to hurt them?" she asked, "They haven't done anything. They're just babies!" The tall girl sat down on the floor and leaned against the wall. Jay slid down beside her. "It doesn't matter what Cronus wants," Jay said, "He's not going to get them. We won't let him touch a hair on their heads, okay?" Theresa nodded. "Well, I think it's time for bed you guys," Jay informed the team. "We have to get up bright and early tomorrow!" "I don't know about you guys, but I think I'm going to sleep here," Atlanta said, carefully sitting on the chair beside Tara and Tommy. Jay nodded. "I think we all should." The others smiled and all found a spot on the floor to lie down on. _**Short chapter, sorry! Next one will have plenty 'o' action and "cute moments".**_ 5. The Trouble Thickens **Disclaimer: I don't own Class of the Titans!** "Jay!" Theresa muttered, touching their leader's shoulder lightly. "What?!" Jay shouted, sitting straight up in his seat, "I'm awake! Just resting my eyes for a second." Theresa shook her head in disbelief, although there was a smile crossing her lips. Josh sat on her lap, curling a lock of the girl's ginger hair between his tiny fingers. It was five thirty in the morning, and the group had only gotten up a half-hour earlier in order to catch their bus. Now practically all the kids were fast asleep, and the team wasn't doing much better. Herry jumped every time the bus pulled over to a stop, asking if they had crashed. Odie kept falling asleep onto his book, which was annoying considering he was chewing gum and managed to get his mouth stuck to the pages every time he aroused. Archie and Atlanta were leaning up against each other, their eyelids slowly drifting closed. The only one who was wide awake was Neil, who had chugged down a whole pot of coffee before the others could even get a sip. And as you can imagine, Neil on caffeine wasn't a good thing. "Hey. Hey, Archie?" Neil whispered, poking the purple-haired boy in the arm, "Archie? Archie? Archie, Archie, Archie, Archie, Arch…." "WHAT?" Archie roared at him. "Are we there yet?" Neil asked. "NO!" Atlanta shouted. Neil stared at her, his eyes going so wide that you could see the veins in them. He grabbed Atlanta's wrists and began shaking her. "Whoa, Atlanta!" Neil screamed, "Something's happening! I can see RIGHT THROUGH YOU!" "Stop it, Neil," Atlanta warned, pushing him away. "Oh my God, guys! The sky is HUGE!" Neil squawked, looking out the window. "Seriously, shut up," Archie told him. He could have used the excuse that Neil was pissing off the other passengers, but they seemed to be the only ones crazy enough to ride a bus so early in the morning. "The bus is shaking!" Neil screamed, beginning to rock back and forth on his seat. "SHUT UP!" the whole team shouted. Neil stared at them and then slumped into his seat, his eyes snapping shut. Odie walked over to him and started waving a hand in front of the blonde's face. "Neil?" Odie said quietly, "Neil? Hello?" Neil rolled over and began to snore. "And THAT'S what happens when you drink too much coffee," he said to Lily (who was now awake from Neil's screaming) as he sat down beside her. Lily giggled and clapped her hands. The bus driver pulled over again. Herry shouted in terror and covered his head. "We didn't crash, Herry," Jay yawned, stretching his arms into the air. "But why aren't we moving?" Theresa asked, peering over Jay's head, "We're not at a stop, are we?" "Not unless we're picking up a bear," Atlanta said, observing the trees and mountains that surrounded them. "What's the holdup?" Archie shouted at the bus driver. The middle-aged, black haired man was staring out of the windshield in pure horror. Then he screamed loudly and ran out of the vehicle. "That's not good," Odie muttered. Archie stood up and slowly walked to the front of the bus. His face turned white when he saw what had scared the bus driver so badly. He turned around and motioned for his friends to get out. The others looked over and saw that Cronus and three of his giants were standing just outside the shuttle. "We need to go," Jay said, "Everybody out the emergency exit." The teenagers nodded and each picked up a kid. Herry got Scott as well as Christy since Neil was in no condition to carry anyone. Archie quickly ran over and grabbed Tara and followed his friends out of the bus. Cronus's giants began to shake the large transport, still thinking the kids were inside. "Oh crap," Jay muttered. "What?" Odie asked, trying to calm down a crying Lily. "Neil's still inside," Jay answered. The others gulped as they watched the monsters begin to push the bus towards a nearby embankment. "I'll get him," Atlanta said, handing Tommy to Archie. "No, you won't," Theresa told her, pulling on the red-head's arm, "That's suicide." "Maybe," Atlanta said, "But I'm faster than all of you. I'll be in and out. I promise." Theresa bit her lip, but let go off the girl nonetheless. Atlanta smiled gratefully and raced towards the bus. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "Neil!" Atlanta shouted, trying to shake the boy awake, "You have to get up now!" Neil murmured a few words under his breath about needing more beauty rest and continued to sleep away. Atlanta let out a small gasp when she realized that the vehicle was almost to the ledge. "I am NOT carrying you Neil!" Atlanta barked. But it looked like she was going to have to. She hooked one of Neil's arms over her shoulder and began to drag him towards the exit. But just when the two were about three feet away from their freedom, Atlanta felt the bus tip and begin to roll down the steep hill. "ATLANTA!" Archie cried, beginning to run after the bus, still clutching the two kids in his arms. The others followed him, their shouts able to be heard from miles away. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "You IDIOTS!" Cronus screeched at his giants, "The children weren't in there! What's the matter with you? Didn't you see that they'd escaped?" The giants hung their heads. Cronus gazed down to where the teenagers had arrived at the bus. "Rest well tonight, kids," the god smiled. "Tomorrow is another day." Cronus threw his head back and laughed, then opened a black portal to which he and his giants disappeared into. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 Down at the bottom of the hill, the team was freaking out that two of their friends were potentially dead. The vehicle had rolled over on its back, and several of the windows had smashed. "I'm going in," Archie said, walking towards the bus. He lifted one of his legs over one of the broken windows and slid himself inside. The tall boy whacked his head on a piece of chipped glass posed right over him, slicing into his skin and making blood drip down onto his hair. "Mother effing frigger," he muttered, feeling the place where he had been cut. The warm red liquid shot from the wound and ran through his fingers. He was about to curse again when he noticed Neil and Atlanta off in a corner. Neil was still, amazingly, asleep. He was also completely unharmed. "Lucky son of a bitch," Archie said to himself. Atlanta didn't have it so lucky. She was conscious, but her right leg was pinned by a fallen seat cover. She too had been cut by some broken glass, and the front of her shirt was completely stained by blood. "Archie!" she shouted when she saw her friend, "Help me!" Archie immediately ran over and pulled the seat off his companion. "Do you feel okay?" he asked, helping Atlanta up. "Don't think so," Atlanta said, clutching her stomach, which had ceased bleeding but still looked pretty bad. "Let's get you two out of here, alright?" Archie smiled. "Okay," Atlanta said quietly. She felt….dizzy. Probably from lack of blood. Archie groaned in aggravation as he dragged Neil to the nearest door. Atlanta followed, still holding her wound. Archie dumped Neil onto the ground outside the bus and helped Atlanta out. The others ran over to her. "Are you okay?" "What happened to your stomach?" "Does it hurt?" "Should we call Chiron?" "Zzzzzzzzzzzz." (That came from Neil) Scott leaned over besides Neil and positioned his mouth right near the teenager's ear. "WAKE! UP!" he screamed. Neil shrieked and sat straight up. "What's happening?" Neil asked, his head darting around, "Where's the bus? Where are WE? What happened to _you_, Atlanta?" "The same thing that's gonna happen to you if you don't shut your trap," Atlanta grumbled, holding up a fist. Tara giggled and ran over to hug her friend. "Ooof, not to hard, okay squirt?" Atlanta asked as Tara buried her face into the girl's middle. Archie stared over at Atlanta with empathy, and then slid off his sweatshirt and the white muscle shirt beneath it. "Here," he said, tossing Atlanta the white one. "What's this for?" she asked. "Your shirt's stained with blood," Archie pointed out. Atlanta peered down. "So it is," she said. The red-head began to slide off her T-shirt, but stopped when she realized the boys were still looking at her. "Well, turn around!" she barked. The boys quickly covered their eyes and turned to face the other way. Atlanta murmured some curse words under her breath as she slid the clean shirt over stomach. It was pretty long; almost going a quarter's length down her jeans. "Thanks," Atlanta smiled at Archie. She slid her stained T-shirt under the muscle shirt and tied it to make a sort of bandage for her injury. "Isn't anyone concerned about _me_?" Neil whined, "I was in the bus too!" Everyone ignored him. "C'mon, you guys," Jay ordered, "I think we can find this cabin by nightfall. It can't take us too long." X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 Unfortunately, Jay was wrong. It did take a long time. Fourteen hours to be exact. So by the time the heroes did find the shelter Hera had provided them, the sun had set and the team could hear wolves howling in the distance. All the kids had to be carried, but none of them were tired enough to actually go to sleep. "Are we there yet?" Christy asked, her head resting against Herry's chest. "There! There!" Danny cheered happily from the top of Jay's shoulders. He pointed at the small house in the distance. "That's it?" Theresa asked. She dropped Josh, who instantly began to run up to their home for the next few days. "You have got to be kidding me. That wouldn't even fit three of us." "Well, the rest of us could always sleep outside if you need your own space," Archie suggested sarcastically. Theresa smirked and stuck her tongue out at him. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "Home sweet home!" Odie announced as he swung the door open to the house. Dust immediately sprung from the wooden floor and off nearby furniture, which made Odie start to cough. "This place is gross," Neil complained as he came inside. Jay walked past him and began to walk around the house. "There are two bedrooms," he called from down a small hallway. "What about a bathroom?" Herry asked. He looked down at Christy, who looked like she really had to pee. "Nope," Jay answered, walking back to the main room, which had a living room and kitchen. "EXCUSE ME?" Neil shrieked, "You mean, we have to go _outside_?" "Looks like it," Atlanta said, coming in after Archie, who was carrying both Tara and Tommy since Atlanta couldn't support either of them against her gash. "Bed time, guys," Jay said to the kids, picking up Danny and carrying him to one of the rooms. "I don't wanna go to bed," Tara pouted, putting her hands on her hips. "Well, you're gonna," Archie told her, following Jay into the kid's room. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 Putting the kids to bed proved more difficult than its worth. Christy held on as tight as she could to one of the bunk bed's steps, and when Herry tried to pull her off, they wound up breaking it off with their combined strength. Tommy wouldn't stop crying and Tara had escaped out of the cabin and it took the team an hour before they found her up a tree almost a mile from the house. "What have we gotten into?" Jay asked as he slid into one of the lower bunks. "Tell me about it," Theresa groaned, climbing in the bed above his. Atlanta stepped into the room and slid across the floor, wearing only the shirt Archie had given her that morning. She paused for a minute, and then kneeled down onto the ground. "Are you okay?" Archie asked, leaping off of his bed and going over to her. "Yeah, I'm fine," Atlanta told him. Another wave of dizziness hit her again and she laid her body against the ground. Odie walked over and placed the back of his hand against Atlanta's forehead. "You're not okay," he told her, "You've got a fever. "A fever?" Herry said, "From what?" "Does she have an infection?" Jay asked, "But how is that possible? Her cut couldn't do it that fast." "There have been some cases where an infection spreads rapidly," Odie said, "And unfortunately, this is one of those cases." "Oh my God," Archie muttered, brushing Atlanta's sweating bangs out of her face, "This is bad, guys. This is really bad." 6. A Less Than Usual Night **Author's Note: Even though I haven't really written many Jay/Theresa moments, I've made this chapter a half-and-half between the two couples. This was not of my own willing, it was for Suk-fong, who wanted it.** **Quote-** **Suk-fong: no Jay and Theresaness?** **-End Quote** **Then I felt bad for all the J/T fans who are reading this because the story had been mostly A/A so far. Seriously, the only cutesy pie moment I remember between Jay and Theresa is that part on the bus. And that wasn't even technically a moment! It was Jay being un-alert and falling asleep and Theresa waking him up! Man I'm annoying!** **So I made a Jay/Theresa moment in this story, even though it's sort of tiny. Please don't hate me; there will be more later on. This story is turning romanceier than I planned it to be, which is seriously pissing me off.** **Chapter dedicated to Suk-fong for inspiring me to actually write a J/T moment for once! ** **Disclaimer: Me still no owney!** X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "Get a wet cloth," Jay ordered. Herry immediately sprang to life and sprinted to the kitchen. Running water could be faintly heard a moment later. "What else can we do?" Archie asked. Atlanta's head was resting in his lap. "First of all, we can move Atlanta to that couch in the sitting room," Odie told him, "I think she'll need some space." Archie nodded, and with the assistance of Neil, moved the petite girl to the sofa. The two boys then got a pillow and some warm blankets for their friend, the others followed. Atlanta responded to all this by muttering things the group couldn't understand. Odie walked over to the red-head and began to raise her shirt. "What the _hell_ are you doing?" Archie asked angrily, slapping the boy's hand away. "Looking at her cut," Odie said slowly and calmly. Archie's face softened and he apologized to his teammate. Odie smiled to say, 'I forgive you', and began to inspect Atlanta's wound. It was pretty gross. The injury was bright red and had again begun to pulse with blood. The area around the sore was a sickly shade of green. "Oh my goodness," Theresa whispered, cupping a hand to her mouth. Jay put his arm on her elbow in what was meant to be a comfort way, but also sent shivers up and down Theresa's spine. She turned to her friend and looked into his eyes. 'They're so brown,' Theresa thought, 'Like an Aero bar or something…' What the heck was she doing? Was she actually comparing a guy's eyes to a _candy bar_? What was her problem? It was so…. But her thoughts were interrupted when she realized Jay was leaning in towards her. Theresa could feel her eyes fluttering closed. Their lips were almost touching….. When Herry burst in with the cloth Jay had told him to get. _Damn it!_ X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 Archie looked down at the kettle of water that was boiling on the ancient gas stove and sighed unhappily. Atlanta still hadn't gotten any better. In fact, she had taken a turn for the worse. Luckily, she was now fully conscious, but was utterly exhausted and dehydrated. Odie had said that only Atlanta could be fully alert while her body was going through so much pain. Since Archie had volunteered for Atlanta watch, the rest of his friends had gone to sleep. The sick girl was curled up on the couch, her eyes wide open. Archie had told her to rest, but she insisted that she wasn't tired, even though anyone could tell that she was exhausted. Steam began to erupt from the kettle. Archie took it off the stove and poured into a bright yellow mug with a picture of a smiling cat on the side. Then he took a small tea bag that he had found in a box in one of the many cupboards of the kitchen and dunked it in the hot water. He stirred the liquid around and went to take it to Atlanta. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "What's this?" Atlanta asked, trying to sit up as Archie entered the room. "Tea," Archie told her, handing her the mug. Atlanta peered into his containments suspiciously, and then held the liquid away from herself, her eyes narrowing in disgust. "Drink it," Archie ordered, "You need some nourishment in you." Atlanta looked into the mug again and gulped down the tea as quickly as she could without barfing. "Now was that really that terrible?" Archie asked, walking over to where he had placed a mattress on the floor next to the couch Atlanta was lying on. "Yes," Atlanta smirked, laying her head down on her pillow. Archie laughed and sat down onto his bed. Atlanta turned over so she could face her friend. "What time is it?" she yawned, stretching her arms over her head. "Twelve thirty," Archie told her, "What, you tired?" "No," Atlanta replied. "Liar." Atlanta rolled over again so that she was staring at the ceiling. "Hey, Arch?" she said. "Yeah?" Archie asked tiredly as he pulled his blankets over his shoulders. "How do you do it all the time?" Atlanta whispered. "Do what?" "Never giving up," Atlanta said, "How come you never lose faith? You always just keep going. Like with the Seeper…." "I had help," Archie reminded her, remembering Hope. "I know that," Atlanta said, "But you also helped me with Pan and Arachne. And that wasn't Hope, Archie. That was you. Don't you fear anything?" "Water." "But that's not a fear," Atlanta told him, "That's an obstacle that you'll get over soon enough." She buried her head in her pillow and closed her eyes. Archie rolled over and stared at the sleeping girl until he got the nerve to speak out. "You wanna know what scares me?" he asked, "What scares me is _you_. You're the most head-strong person I know, Atlanta. And that scares the shit out of me. I can't go through a day without wondering if you're alright. I can't sleep sometimes because I'm scared that you're not going to be there when I wake up. I realized that a few days after I met you. I've spent all my life blocking people out because I thought if they got too far in, they'd turn against me. I didn't believe I could save the world at all. I tried to escape, remember? I tried to leave on a selfish whim. Most people would have talked to me to tell me not to go. But you know what convinced me? You slamming me to the ground thinking I was a burglar. And I knew that if I did try to run off, you'd kick my ass. I've never met a girl who's had that attitude before. It was freaking awesome! Then some guy came along and tried to take you, and it made me so angry. He made it seem like you were his property or something. I didn't like that at all, but then I thought to myself that's exactly what might happen to me if we did get together. You don't need anyone to make you happy, Atlanta, and that's what I'm scared of. Ruining what we have know because of a feeling that may or may not be mutual. I love you, okay?" Archie punched his pillow hard, wishing that he wasn't so stupid as to say those things to a sleeping Atlanta. Yearning that he could confess his feelings when she was actually awake. Little did he know that she was. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 _**Sorry the chapter is so short! I had a ton of homework I wanted to get out of the way plus I was doing extra rehearsal for my drama presentation. We're doing "The Cell Block Tango" and I need to get my moves done right! More later, I promise. Less mushy, more action and humor! **_ 7. Another Attack **Disclaimer: I don't own the team, but their children belong to me. Hmmm…. May have to re-word that one. I also own this idea! So don't steal that either!** **This is the second to last chapter, peoples. And an incredibly crappy one at that. So don't be mad. ** **Chapter dedicated to Always A Legend, Jasmin-Newfie, Suk-fong, dizzy5, iheartyou07, princessofoyownworld, and story goddess for all having this story on their favorites list. Thanks for the support guys! ** X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 The next morning, Odie had gotten up early to make breakfast. He didn't think anyone could sleep over Neil's loud snores, but apparently he was wrong. Herry was curled up cozily with his teddy bear (that he THOUGHT no one had seen him pack) under the crook of his arm. Jay was crouched into a ball in a bottom bunk, with Theresa snoozing above him, her long hair falling in her eyes. When he checked on the kids, Odie saw that they were all crammed in a master bed that was most likely meant for the adults of the cabin. Every so often, once of the children would shove another further away from him or her in a tired manner. Atlanta was still sleeping as well, her blankets covering her red head entirely. Archie wasn't in his bed, though. 'Must be going to the bathroom,' Odie decided. He walked into the kitchen and over to the refrigerator. He heard a noise, and looked over to his right side. Archie was standing beside him, his arms folded over his chest. Odie screamed loudly and jumped about a foot in the air. "Shut up!" Archie whisper-yelled. "Do you want to wake the whole house up?" Odie shook his head. "What are you doing up for, anyways? It's six o'clock!" "Couldn't sleep," Archie told him, "Had a weird night." "Oh?" Odie said, "How so?" Archie told him the whole story, from the tea to telling Atlanta that he loved her while she was sleeping. "Jeez," Odie groaned, taking a carton of eggs from the fridge, "Bad form, Arch. Bad form!" "Why?" Archie asked, "What are you talking about?" "You can't just blurt things out like that," Odie told him, "ESPECIALLY to Atlanta. For all you know, she _could've _been awake and she _might've_ freaked out and that would have totally ruined the relationship you two currently have. And do you want that?" "No," Archie muttered. "Didn't quite hear that," Odie said, cupping a hand to his ear. "NO!" Archie yelled, being quite more loudly than he meant to be. "And you tell me to be quiet," Odie said under his breath as he cracked a couple of eggs into a large bowl and began to whisk them with a fork. "God," Archie whispered. It was at that moment that Jay walked in, closely followed by Theresa. "What's all the noise in here about?" Jay asked, "In case you haven't noticed, there're seven sleeping kids in the next room that I'm not sure we want woken up!" Someone started crying down the hall, and it was long before six more cries joined in. "Argh!" Jay exclaimed in exasperation, "Come on!" He motioned for the others to join him and they all went down the hall to where the children were now awake. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 While her friends were all trying to calm the children down, Atlanta was lying on the couch, staring up at the ceiling. She didn't feel as crappy as she did yesterday, but at the same time she wasn't going to be kicking any monster ass anytime soon. What had happened last night? Did she dream Archie's whole speech? And if she hadn't, it wasn't….they couldn't……. Truthfully, Atlanta didn't know how to react. She didn't even know if she felt the same way. There were so many things to love about Archie. How he laughed at the jokes she told, even if they were totally lame, how he absolutely detested water, yet loved sitting inside and looking out at the rain, how he had tears in his eyes when they had watched, "A Walk to Remember", but turned his head before his friends could see him crying at such a sappy movie. But he was so….so…..so Archie! Her best friend, her partner in crime! How come she didn't even have one hint he liked her in that way? "_I lo-, I really care about you"_ "_You don't remember the ki-, kind things I said about you?"_ DARNIT! X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "Come on, kid," Jay said to Danny as he pushed him into the kitchen. Danny stopped and stared up at the ceiling, his eyes wide. "They're coming back," he whispered. Jay leaned down beside the small boy. "Who's coming back? You're kind of scaring me, Danny." "The monsters," Danny said quietly, "And that mean man!" He dissolved into tears and buried his head in Jay's chest. Jay was confused for a second, and then realized what was happening. "Danny, it's okay. Was it a nightmare? Did you dream that?" Danny didn't answer, he just continued crying. "It's okay," Jay murmured, rubbing the child's back, "It wasn't real." Danny opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted when he heard Herry shouting in the next room. "Christy! Come on! You have to eat something!" "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Christy screamed, stomping her fists onto the table. A second later, Jay heard a shattering noise. He ran into the room, pulling Danny along with him. "What broke?" their leader asked, edging into the room. He looked down at the floor at saw a smashed plate near the end of the table. "That's it," Herry told Christy, "You're grounded!" The little girl stared at him, and then cocked her head to one side. "What's grounded?" she asked. "Never mind," Herry grumbled. Archie watched the scene as he sat in a chair off to the side, bouncing Tommy on his knee. "Whatsa matter?" Tara asked him, cupping her chin in her tiny hands. "Nothing," Archie said, "I'm just tired." "Me too," Tara said, giving a dramatic little sigh, "Josh snores." "Do not!" Josh shouted from where he was eating his eggs. "Do too!" Tara yelled back at him. "Do not!" "Do too!" "DO NOT!" "DO TOO!" "ENOUGH!" Theresa bellowed, "Can you both PLEASE be quiet? I need to concentrate!" Theresa's head was down, her eyes closed. "Why?" Jay asked, sitting beside her, "Are you having a vision?" "I think so," Theresa muttered. All of a sudden, her eyes shot open and she gave a gasp of surprise. "Cronus!" she exclaimed. "Told you," Danny said through a mouthful of cereal. "So what do we do?" Odie asked as Jay paced up and down the tiles of the kitchen floor. "Yeah," Neil butted in, "We can't exactly fight him right now!" "I'm thinking," Jay told them. He stared up into space before saying: "Maybe we should just…..get out of here." "And go where?" Archie asked angrily, "Maybe Theresa's just having a screwy vision. We don't exactly know if Cronus is coming right now!" Just then, a crashing noise came from the next room, followed by Atlanta's yell of surprise. "And I'm wrong," Archie whispered as the team ran to assist their friend. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 Atlanta quickly rolled off the couch as one of the giants, an ugly green one, charged at her. The monster tackled the piece of furniture, but when he noticed that Atlanta wasn't on it, he gave an angry roar and raised his enormous hand, ready to bring it down……. …….When Archie lashed his Hephaestus whip at the creature's face, leaving an ugly gnash where the weapon had struck. "About time," Atlanta breathed as Archie ran over to help her up. "You're welcome," Archie smirked. Atlanta looked over as more giants burst into the house, each getting fended off by Theresa, Herry, and Jay. "We have to get out of here!" Jay yelled, slashing his sword at the giant he was fighting, "Get the kids and we'll follow you!" Archie and Atlanta nodded, and hobbled into the kitchen where Odie and Neil were protecting their little friends. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "Come on, munchkins," Neil said, guiding the children out of the back exit, "There's been a change of plans!" "Where are the others?" Odie asked. "Coming soon," Archie reassured him. He hoisted Tara up onto his back and gathered Tommy into his arms. Odie grasped Lily's hand and supported Atlanta with the other. Neil towed the other kids while he followed his friends up the large hill in the back of the house. As soon as the group reached the top of their climb, they looked back down at the house to see if Herry, Theresa, and Jay were coming after them. They weren't. "I'm going down there," Archie said, beginning to make his way back down the hill. "And leave us with what?" Odie asked him, causing Archie to stop in his tracks, "A bunch of kids? An injured Atlanta? We're not exactly prepared if Cronus or those giants come up here!" Archie sighed and went back up to his friends. "Three minutes," he told Odie, "Then I'm going down there." "Oh, I'm afraid you'll have less time than that!" an evil voice cackled. The teenagers whirled around. It was Cronus. Behind them stood the three giants who attacked them before, holding Jay, Theresa, and Herry tightly in their grasps. "Put them down!" Archie barked to the creatures, "NOW!" The giants merely grunted with laughter and squeezed their friends harder. The three in their capture all writhed in pain. "Now this is a predicament, isn't it Archie?" Cronus chuckled, "Out of the four of you, only one is able to fight. Yes, that is a problem, isn't it?" Archie looked over at Atlanta, Odie, Neil, and the children with concern. Cronus was right, of course, but that didn't mean Archie still couldn't fight back. The purple-haired boy charged at the god of time, taking his Hephaestus whip out of his pocket. Cronus merely moved out of the way as Archie tried to tackle him, and grabbed the boy's arm as he turned back around. He then held one of his scythes to Archie's throat. "Now let's settle this out like adults," he said to the remaining three heroes, "You give me the seven precious children, and I'll let the rest of your team members go. If not….." He held the weapon closer to Archie's throat. Odie and Atlanta linked eyes. There was no answer to this question. They couldn't let Jay, Archie, Herry, and Theresa die, but they weren't going to hand the kids over to Cronus either. Atlanta gulped. There was one more option. She just hoped it would work. The young girl limped forward. "I've got a bargain for you, Cronus," she said, "You want the prophecy destroyed, right? Forget about the kids. Take me instead. Then let the others go. If I'm dead, the prophecy will be no more and you'll rule the world. That's what you want, right?" Cronus considered this for a moment. If Atlanta was gone, then he would be killing two birds with one stone. "Alright," he decided, throwing Archie to the ground and walking up to Atlanta, grabbing her shoulder, "You're a very good negotiator, my dear." "Atlanta!" Archie cried, starting to get up. "Agnon, stop him!" Cronus ordered. The brown giant quickly ran over to Archie and hoisted him up in the air by the leg. Archie yelled in fury and tried to punch the monster. Cronus chuckled and began to lower his scythe at Atlanta. She shivered as the blade got closer and closer…… "STOP!" a small voice cried from the group of children. Cronus instantly stopped. "Who said that?" he demanded. Josh pushed his way through the others and stepped forward. "What makes you think you're in charge of me, small one?" Cronus barked at him. "Because you're a bully!" Josh exclaimed, "And you're a very, very bad man!" "Oh, am I now?" Cronus asked. "Stop it, Josh!" Theresa screamed, "Just get away from him!" But Josh wasn't listening. "Theresa's friend needs me!" Josh shouted at Cronus, "So I have to help her!" "What a courageous little boy," Cronus mused, "I hate that in children." He turned to Atlanta. "Now, Atlanta, I know I said I'd kill you, but you're going to have to wait your turn." "No!" Atlanta, "We had a deal, Cronus!" "Which I've decided to break," Cronus told her, "Gods tend to do that sometimes." Cronus walked towards Josh, his weapon high in the air. Josh covered his face to try and protect himself. Cronus's scythe was just about to slice through the boy's head, when someone tackled him to the ground. "No!" Cronus gasped as he saw who it was, "It _can't be_!" X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 **Dang. A cliffhanger. Don't you just hate those? I guess you'll just have to wait until the next (and final) chapter to see who's shown up to help save the day!** **-GreenNoseRing** 8. Endings and Beginnings **Author's Note: As promised, here is the final chapter of "What I Like About You". But don't be sad. There will be a sequel. Or sequels. But first I have to finish one of the stories I have in the works that I have yet to put up.** **Disclaimer-** **SequinedRedPoppy: GreenNoseRing does not own Class of the Titans, but she does own their children. Why am I doing this again? Screw it; I'm gonna go get some Kool-Aid.** **Me: ….Right.** **Eighth and final chapter dedicated to the rest of you guys who added my story to your favorites. Emily Rae, SequinedRedPoppy (PEYTON!!!), The Wizard of Kazath, Winter-Rae, kitkat1327, this one's for all of you. I would have never finished this story if it wasn't for so many positive reviews. Fifty-nine and counting! Woo-hoo!** X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 Jay looked up at who Cronus was staring at. He also was almost too stunned to speak at who he saw. "Holy. Shit." he whispered, his mouth beginning to hang open slightly. A tall man with brown hair and some stubble on his chin had knocked Cronus down. He was holding a xiphos blade in his callused hand, an exact copy of the one Jay had dropped in the cabin when he was taken by Cronus's giant. His dark brown eyes stared down at the god of time in cold fury. It was _him_. Jay. Well, not Jay exactly, it couldn't be. That was scientifically impossible. But hey, anything could happen in New Olympia. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 Atlanta looked up from where her hands were clasped over her eyes, horrified that she might see Cronus standing over a dead Josh. But she didn't. Instead she saw a beautiful young woman with flowing ginger hair crouched over the little boy. "Mommy!" Josh exclaimed happily, throwing his arms around the woman's neck. 'Mommy?' Atlanta thought, her head swimming with confused thoughts. "Oh, my baby!" the women cooed, rubbing Josh's back, "My little Josh! I was so worried about you!" "I'm fine, Mommy!" Josh told her, "I stood up to that mean man! And daddy saved me!" Daddy? Now Atlanta really was bewildered. "Need a hand?" a deep voice asked. Atlanta shot her head up, and saw that a man in his late twenties was standing over her, his hand outstretched. Atlanta smiled gratefully and took it, eager to get a good look at this guy. He had bright purple hair, like Archie's, but a little bit longer. His bangs were almost hanging into his dark blue eyes. Atlanta's eyes widened and she rubbed them just to make sure she wasn't seeing things. "Archie?" she asked. The man threw his head back and laughed. "Lannie, Lannie, Lannie," he chuckled, "Nothing gets past you, does it? My God, you look just like I remember!" As he said that, a short girl with short red hair walked up to the guy and slapped him on the upside of the head. "Oww!" the man said angrily, "What the _hell_ was that for?" "We're here five minutes and already you start flirting with my past self!" the woman bellowed. "Excuse me?" Atlanta said, "Past self? Can somebody PLEASE explain to me what exactly what's going on here?" "Oh jeez," the woman sighed, whacking herself on her forehead, "We've got some explaining to do." "But not now," the purple-haired man winked, "I see a little boy in need of my assistance." He gestured over to where Archie was swinging madly to get out of the giant's grasp and ran over to help him. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "Let…..me……go!" Archie grunted, trying to kick the giant across the cheek. The giant laughed and was about to knock Archie on his head when something caught the monster on the wrist. Upon looking at where the ropelike object holding it back was coming from, it was smacked on the face by someone's foot. The giant grunted, dropping Archie as it staggered in pain. The teenage boy was about to fall headfirst into the ground when someone caught him. "Careful there, buddy," his rescuer sniggered. "Thanks," Archie breathed, still winded from his close call. He glanced at the guy, and was surprised to see that he looked very familiar. Not being able to think of anything else to say, he pointed at the stranger's violet tresses and said, "Nice hair." "Nice one," the guy grinned. He stopped and stared at Archie. "Oh my GOD you're short!" "Short?" Archie asked, "I don't really know who you are, and frankly, I don't give a shit…." "You seriously don't know who I am?" the stranger said, "Look closer, Arch." "And how do you know my name?" Archie asked, "Dude, you just can't come barging in here and…." He stopped, finally realizing why the guy looked so familiar. "Oh God. You're _me_, aren't you?" "Damn straight," the guy nodded. Archie almost fainted, right there. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "Need some help?" a muscular guy with dark hair asked Theresa and Herry, who were still being held by the giants. "You think?" Theresa asked sarcastically. "Same old Theresa," the man laughed. He grabbed each giant by the leg, and tripped them both, grabbing both Herry and Theresa in the process. "Ooof!" Herry muttered as he hit the man's rock solid arm, "Some muscle there!" "Thanks," the man grinned as he placed both teenagers onto the ground. "You look…..familiar," Theresa said, placing a finger on her chin. "I should," the man told her, "You've been living with me for the past year!" "What?!" Theresa and Herry yelled at the same time. "I don't even know you!" Theresa said, backing away from the guy. "This guy's a psycho," Herry whispered. "Actually, I'm not," the man smiled, "I'm _you_." Like Archie, Herry was so surprised he felt like he was going to faint. Unlike Archie, however, Herry actually did faint. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "Herry,? Herry, wake up," Theresa whispered as she shook her friend's shoulder. "Huh?" Herry murmured, sitting straight up. All of his friends were crouched around him "Theresa? Where is he? Is he still there? Did I dream that?" "Um……no," Theresa admitted, "But it's okay. He's here to help." "I have NO idea what's happening here," Herry said, shaking his head back and forth as if to block the memory of the insane guy claiming to be him out of his mind. "Join the club," Neil said, "These two guys come over to me and Odie, claiming to be the future us. Then Scott and Lily run up to them and start calling them, "Daddy". More voices started yelling. Herry looked up and saw that seven people, including the "future Herry" fighting off the giants. The one who had thrown Cronus away from Josh still had the god of time pinned to the ground. "They're us," Atlanta whispered, "They're us, but as adults. The kids are _their_ kids." "_Our_ kids," Odie corrected her. "Our kids," Archie echoed. He looked over to the children, who were watching their parents fight with so much admiration in their eyes. "Go Mommy!" Tara yelled as the red-haired woman hit a giant to the ground. "Mama!" Tommy gurgled happily, clapping his tiny hands together. Suddenly, a thought came to Archie's head. Supposedly, he thought, Tommy was his child that he would have in a few years or more. He saw now that the kid looked a lot like him when he thought about it. But then why was he calling the future Atlanta his mother? Maybe the baby was just copying Tara, as babies do. But if not, that could only mean….. His eyes darted over to Atlanta, to see if she had realized this. Apparently she hadn't. She was too busy watching her future self continue beating up the giant. "I kick _ass_!" she exclaimed happily as she watched the woman and the other adults beginning to rope up the giants. Archie chuckled at this, looking up and down at his red-haired friend. She was so beautiful, her eyes lighting up as she laughed. Could it be possible that one day this was the girl he was going to marry and have children with? "Argh!" a shout shot over the hills. The team looked over and saw that Cronus had finally been able to get up, and was now holding future Jay onto the ground by his foot. "You shouldn't have tried to change the past, Jay!" the god smiled, "I'm the god of time! I know everything! Including knowing that your little children are going to try and stop me in my future! But with you gone, I don't think that will be possible! There does have to be _seven_ after all!" He was about to lower his scythe onto the future Jay's neck, when the younger Theresa ran up and knocked the weapon out of his hand. "Don't you touch him!" she yelled, taking out her nun chucks. "You think you can stop me, Theresa?" Cronus asked. "No," the future Theresa said, walking over, "But she has help." The team, future and past selves, all sprinted over and stood around Cronus. He had no escape. "This is from Pan!" Atlanta said, running up to Cronus and slapping him across the face. "This is from Campe!" Herry shouted, punching the god and sending him to the ground. "This is from Polyphemus!" Odie said, hitting Cronus in the stomach. "This is from Eros!" Neil said, kicking him in the face. "This is from Hephaestus!" Theresa exclaimed, whacking Cronus with her nun chucks again. "And this is from us!" Archie smirked, cutting one of Cronus's hands off with his Hephaestus whip. The god gave a shriek of pain and clutched his bloodied wrist. He then looked up at the team with a look of desperation on his face. For a second, he looked so pathetic that the group almost felt sorry for him. But then they remembered all the pain and suffering he had caused so many people and the anger came back quickly. "Can't we at least talk about this?" Cronus asked frantically. "No," Jay told him, picking up a large rock and throwing it at the god's head, instantly knocking him unconscious. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "I can still remember this day!" the future Jay said, leaning against the wall of New Olympia Secondary School. After Jay had knocked Cronus out, the two Odie's' had gone back to the Brownstone and flown the jet out. Hera had then alerted Campe and gotten her to take Cronus and his giants back to Tartarus. "It was great a second time around," future Theresa said, sliding her fingers through his. Younger Jay and Theresa both looked at each other, their faces turning slightly pink. "So what happens now?" the young Atlanta asked. Chiron had stitched her cut together and she was now sporting pale white bandages under her blue sports jersey. "I don't think we should spoil the surprise," her future self winked. "I don't want to go home," Odie said, looking up from where he and the older Odie were playing patty cake with Lily. "Yeah," Neil agreed. He had finally come out of a heated debate with his future self about who was the better looking. "You guys are the best friends I've ever had." "We don't have to go yet," Jay said, "There wasn't anything in the prophecy about having to leave the city when we defeated Cronus." Theresa, who was very happy to hear this, threw her arms around her leader's neck. Jay was startled at first, but then relaxed into the embrace. "Hey, Terri? Can I talk to you for a second?" he asked. "Sure," Theresa said. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 Theresa followed Jay to Persephone's solarium, where the two immediately sat down on one of the many couches. "So what's up?" Theresa asked. Jay looked at her, unsure of how to say what he was thinking. A second later, he cleared his throat and began to speak. "Theresa, I didn't want to say this before, in case you freaked out or something. But things happened today that got me thinking. I need you. I need you to get me through the day and to help me fall asleep at night knowing that you're beside me. I came to New Olympia thinking that I could make a difference. That I could save the world. But what also happened is that I…..I fell in love" Theresa stared at him, her eyes slowly turning wet. '_Oh crap,'_ Jay thought, _'What a dumb ass move, Jay! Now she thinks that you're some twisted stalker or something! She's going to go home, and I'm never going to see her again! And all because have such a freaking huge mouth!'_ But Theresa didn't freak out. Instead, she smiled and took Jay's hand. "I fell in love with you, too, Jay," she laughed, "In one stupid, fast-paced year, I fell in love with you!" She leaned in towards the boy and brushed his bangs away from his eyes. Then, as Jay placed a hand on one of Theresa's cheeks, their lips pressed together in a kiss that seemed to last forever. The door opened, and Jay and Theresa were still locked in their embrace. "Hey guys?" Herry asked as he walked into the room, followed by Odie and Neil. "Athena's here. She's going to send the kids and us…..err…..the _future_ us back." He stopped when he saw what his friends were doing. "At long last!" Odie cheered. "Seriously guys," Neil said, "We had bets going for when you two would finally hook up!" The new couple blushed and followed the boys out of the room, arm in arm. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "You're sending them back already?" Atlanta asked as Athena said her plan again when Jay and Theresa arrived. "I have to," Athena said, "There are events happening in the future where they are needed. You have five minutes to say your goodbyes." Athena walked to the tops of the school's steps with the adults, watching the teenagers saying farewell to the kids. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "Bye Josh," Theresa murmured as the small boy hugged her, tears rolling down her face and into his hair. "Bye Theresa," Josh said, "Don't forget about me, okay?" "How could I forget about you?" Theresa asked, "You were so brave today! And you saved Atlanta's life!" "Yeah," Josh smiled. Theresa leaned down and kissed the small boy on top of his ginger curls. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "You take care of yourself, alright Danny?" Jay asked his little friend. "I will," Danny promised, "I love you, Jay." "Love you, too, kid," Jay said as he rubbed Danny on the back. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "Let's arm wrestle again, okay?" Christy said to Herry. "Okay," Herry agreed, "One last time." The two leaned down onto the cement staircase and joined their hands together. Unlike the last two times, however, Herry won. "Maybe one day you'll be able to beat me again," Herry said, patting Christy on her shoulder. "I let you win that time," Christy smirked, "I didn't want you to be sad." "That was nice of you," Herry told her, "But I think we should go once more, just to be fair." Christy giggled and laced her fingers through Herry's again. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "Please don't cry, Lily," Odie begged, "We'll see each other again, I promise." "I'm not going to stop crying until you stop crying," Lily sobbed. "I'm not crying," Odie insisted, even though he was. "I'm gonna miss you, Odie," Lily whimpered, burying her face into Odie's shirt. "I'll miss you too," Odie said, "But it's not going to be forever." "Promise?" Lily asked, looking up at him. "I promise," Odie said, "Say hi to your mommy for me, okay?" Lily wiped a stray tear away from her cheek and nodded. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 Neil and Scott sat with their backs leaning together, their arms crossed. "So I guess this is goodbye," Neil said. "Yeah," Scott said. "Are you going to miss me?" they both asked at the same time. The two boys looked at each other and smiled. "No duh I'm going to miss you," Neil told Scott, "It was pretty cool to have someone around here who admired me." Scott laughed. "Here, take this," Neil said, pulling his gold mirror out of his back pocket, "You'll need it someday when you're the ladies man of your high school." Scott gave a small gasp of happiness and wrapped his tiny arms around Neil's waist. "You're my best friend, Neil," he murmured. "You're my best friend too, little guy," Neil grinned, hugging him back. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 "Well, I guess this is it," Archie said. "I guess," Atlanta said. They looked down at Tommy and Tara. "This is goodbye, you guys," Archie said to them. "I don't want to go!" Tara cried, tears slowly beginning to flow down her cheeks. "No go! No go!" Tommy shouted. "But don't you want to go back to your home again?" Atlanta asked. "This is our home!" Tara said. "No," Atlanta shook her head, "Your home is with your mommy and daddy. Don't you think they want to spend time with you again?" "Yeah," Tara said under her breath. "But we'll see you again someday," Archie said, "Maybe sooner than you think, so watch out!" He grabbed Tara and began to tickle her stomach. "Stop it! Stop it!" Tara laughed hysterically. Archie smiled and put her down. Atlanta picked up Tommy and kissed him on the cheek. "Bye-bye, Momma," the baby cooed, kissing her back. "Bye-bye," Atlanta whispered. X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 After their goodbyes, the team took the kids up to their parents. "Stand back," Athena instructed the teenagers, "It took almost all my power to get them here, and it's going to take almost the rest of it to get them back." The goddess rose her hands up in the air, and they began to glow a golden color. She then lowered them and then shot the light onto the adults and their children. They all waved, and the heroes waved back. A second later they had vanished. "I'm so proud of you," Athena told the team, "You managed to take care of the kids _and_ defeated Cronus." "Yeah," Jay said, "It seems like everything we ever knew is coming to an end." "I don't know," Theresa told him, "I think it's just beginning!" "Yeah," Jay smiled, "I think I like that one better." X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0X0 **_And the story finally comes to a close. But don't fret, my friends. There will be two sequels! The first one won't have the kids in it, but will develop Archie and Atlanta's relationship further from where it picked up in this story. It will be up as soon as I'm done finishing and posting my next story, which is entitled, "Dare You To Move". I won't tell you what it's about, _(although I'm pretty sure Winter-Rae knows) _but I hope that you'll enjoy it as much as you enjoyed, "What I Like About You". See you later!_** _**-GreenNoseRing**_ End file.

Class of the Titans, Adventure, Humor

Fanfiction

Misc. Anime/Manga Spontaneity Has Its Rewards **A/N: Okay, first fanfic on here! Well, okay, first one-shot. It's kind of sudden, but I was inspired by a previous viewing of a slideshow of photomanipped and drawn twincest pics, and this popped out, and Amanda was like "I like it, you should finish it." So here it is.** **Disclaimer: I do not own, manage, produce, stalk, or otherwise call Tokio Hotel or any of their members, including the sexy Kaulitz twins, my own.** "You mean… All of this… You just wanted me for my talent?" Bill looked shocked and hurt as he stumbled away from the girl. She shook her head emphatically, following him. "No, Billa-" "I've. Told. You. Don't call me that. Only Tom calls me that," he spat at her. She frowned. "Bill, baby, I just want you to write a song about me, is all… I mean, is that so hard? Just one song… You don't have to use my name or anything… I mean, it would be really cool if you did, but…" "You won't shut up about it! That's all you ever talk about. When I say 'I love you', you say 'I'd love if you'd write a song about me'. You point out songs on the radio that were supposedly written for someone the writer knows and try to get me to do it. I just finished writing an entire CD's worth of songs, Crystal! And I HATE, absolutely HATE, being forced to write!" The brunette's light blue eyes filled up with tears – angry tears. "If it's so hard to show me that you care, then maybe I don't want to be with you, Bill Kaulitz!" "If I have to write a fucking song for you to think I love you, then I DEFINITELY don't want to be with you!" "Fine!" "Fine!" Crystal turned and stormed out of the hotel room; once the door was closed, Bill collapsed on the bed behind him, buried his head in his hands, and began sobbing. A few seconds passed, and then the door flew open. "Bill! That damn bitch was a fucking tease, she thinks she can lead me around by my dick – Bill?" Tom stopped mid-sentence, shocked to see his twin crying. He hurried over, sitting on the bed beside him. He hesitated, taking measure of the situation, and then drew his twin into his arms. Bill turned into Tom's chest and began crying all the harder. "Billa, what's wrong?" The use of Tom's nickname for him made him cry even harder. Tom was confounded. "Bill, what's the matter? Where's Crystal?" The use of Bill's girlfriend – well, ex-girlfriend's – name caused him to sit back and glare. "Don't ever talk about her again. She's selfish, stupid, and just wants to use me so she can be famous." Tom paused. "Did you break up?" Bill rolled his eyes. "No, Tom, everything's peachy-keen between us." There were a few moments of silence where Tom stared calmly at Bill. Finally the younger twin sighed. "I'm sorry. I'm just pissed… I loved her. I think…" He hiccupped. Tom, worried he would start crying again, tried to start distracting him. "You know the redhead? Carla? She's a total bitch too. Kept tugging me along, asking me to buy her things, promising sex at the end of it all. I get to the hotel room and she gets ONLINE and starts shopping for all this shit, saying how nice it would be if I paid for it, how she would be so grateful that she would have to pay me back… Ugh. Whore. Cheap, expensive, slutty, piece of shit whore." Bill hiccupped again, and then grinned. "You called her cheap and expensive at the same time." Tom scowled, then laughed. "Yeah, well she's a cheap girl, but expensive to deal with. Just like they all are. Damnit, I just want someone who's willing to have a little fun, and not be asking me for shit at every turn like everyone else does…" Bill sighed. "And I just want someone who loves me for me, not for what I do, or what I'm worth…" Tom laughed. "I do, Bill." Bill grinned. "Yeah, you'd make the perfect girlfriend, Tomi." Tom smiled. "You'd make the perfect girlfriend too, Billa. You're so simple… Hell, I'd be willing to have an actual relationship with someone like you!" The two twins laughed; their eyes met, and they fell silent, staring into their matching gazes for several moments. "Do you really mean that, Tomi?" Tom gulped. He wanted to look away. He wanted to not watch the glint of his twin's tongue ring as he spoke. He didn't want to feel butterflies in his stomach. He wanted to run. But he was frozen. Silence stretched. Finally, Tom forced himself to speak, Bill watching him patiently – but worse, hopefully – the entire time. "Yeah, Billa, I do." They stared into each other's eyes for several moments more. "Tomi, I-" But Tom cut him off. "Bill, before you say anything… Realize _what_ you're saying. You always jump into things without thinking… Bill… Are you sure you want to even think about this?" Bill hesitated; then, the set of his lips firmed, before he leaned in and pressed them firmly against Tom's. The kiss was awkward for several seconds, testament to Bill's inexperience, but then Tom relaxed, and angled his head so that the slant of their lips was more natural. He ran his tongue along Bill's bottom lip; with a gasp, Bill parted them and Tom thrust his tongue inside Bill's hot mouth, heading straight for his tongue ring, which he began playing around with the tip of his own tongue. Bill groaned into Tom's mouth. Tom withdrew slightly to give his younger, inexperienced twin a chance to breathe – well, gasp. Bill sucked in air, his eyes popping open. "Tomi. I don't want to make you uncomfortable, I'm sorry-" Tom laughed. "Shut up, Bill," he said with a teasing tone, leaning in and capturing his twin's mouth with his own. This time he parted his own lips, and with teasing touches to the tip of Bill's tongue with his own, enticed his twin to enter his mouth and explore tentatively. The brief, hesitant touches of Bill's tongue on Tom's turned into firmer brushes, until he was scraping his tongue ring against Tom's upper lip in a sensual lick that elicited a heady moan from Tom. "Oh god, Billa-" "Shut up, Tom," Bill said with an evil grin. He shifted positions, standing up briefly so that he could push Tom back onto the bed and straddle his twin's hips. He lightly grasped the bottom hem of Tom's baggy shirt and drew it upwards, inch by inch revealing his twin's built body. Tom only watched him, emotion clouding his eyes, until his shirt was off; then, slowly, he reached forward and began to unpeel his twin's skintight shirt from his stomach, pulling it over Bill's head and throwing it in the corner to join his own. "God, Billa-" he began, just as Bill said, "God, Tomi-" They stopped, and then laughed. "You're beautiful," they chorused. Tom's hands got busy first; he began tracing the tattoo that wound down his twin's side, sending goose bumps racing up Bill's side, scattering across his chest and stomach and spreading to his arms. He followed the plane of Bill's stomach to his star tattoo that was mostly revealed, stopping at the part that was covered by his skintight jeans. He hesitated, then looked at Bill. Bill took Tom's hands and placed them on the fly of his jeans; slowly, Tom unbuttoned and then unzipped them, loosening the waistband enough to finish tracing the star. Bill rose up on his knees and wiggled out of his jeans, leaving his boxers on. Tom eyed them questioningly. "I-I want… to see you, before…" Tom laughed and nodded. He gently lifted his twin off of his body and stood up, unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans, pulling them down, and then turning to face Bill as he slowly slid his boxers down his thighs, inch by inch, until finally his thick erection sprang free. Bill gasped. "Oh, wow, Tomi, it's so… _ big._" Tom grinned. "Thanks. But… I think it's my turn…" Shyly Bill nodded, and leaned back, slowly drawing down his boxers until his own erection was released. They stared at each other for a moment, and then Tom spoke, voice gentle. "What do you want, Bill?" Bill hesitated, and then rose off the bed, approaching Tom slowly. He knelt down; Tom's stomach sucked in at the proximity of his twin's mouth to his burning cock. But Bill chose hands, raising his slender fingers to glance over the tip of Tom's penis. Tom bit back a groan, biting his lip, his head falling back. "Bill-" "Shhh, Tom… Let me…" Bill's nails scraped gently along the ridge in Tom's penis, and his twin convulsed. He slowly wrapped his hand around Tom's shaft, and then slower still, began to pump up and down. Tom couldn't help it; he began thrusting into Bill's grasp. Bill squeaked and let go quickly, as if burned. Tom looked down. "I'm sorry, Billa, I didn't mean to scare you… It just feels… so damn good. Here, let me…" He offered Bill his hand. Bill took it and rose to his feet. "The bed, Billa…" Bill slowly crawled onto the bed, turning over and propping back onto his arms. Tom followed him and knelt down between his younger twin's legs; slowly, he opened his mouth and brought it to Bill's penis. Bill's breath was accelerated; he let out a high-pitched whine when Tom's hot mouth wrapped around his shaft. "Tom! Oh, god, Tom!" Tom laughed around Bill's cock; the vibrations caused Bill to jump and pulse. "Ssshhh, Bill, you're going to wake up Gustav and Georg…" He pulled back to say this, and then descended again, glancing up to see Bill with his fist stuffed in his mouth. He set to work, running his tongue up and down Bill's shaft, swirling it in the indent at the tip, until Bill's hips were thrusting upward and his groans were highly audible, even through his fist. He pulled back. "Bill, do you want me to finish you like this-" "I don't care!" Bill all but screamed. Tom laughed and continued. "Or do you want to be inside me?" Bill stopped and stared. Slowly, he spoke. "…Can I?" Tom smiled. "I've… never done it before… But I'd be willing…" Bill nodded. "Uh, I've got some… Uhh, lube, in the drawer…" He motioned to the nightstand beside the hotel bed. Tom shifted over and dug through it, finding the lubricant and passing it to Bill. Bill tentatively began lubricating himself; Tom watched, eyes glazed, as his twin's hands ran up and down his shaft, until finally Bill spoke. "Uhh, Tom… I'm… Done." Tom shook out of his daze and nodded. There was a couple of moments of hesitation, and then he chuckled. "How do you-" Bill smiled. "Uhhh… doggy style?" The two of them laughed nervously. Tom slowly rolled over and crouched. Bill sidled up behind him, and then Tom felt his twin's finger pushing at his puckered hole. Slowly Bill pushed his wet finger in, wiggling it around until he felt the muscles relax. He worked another finger in and Tom hissed, his muscles clenching harshly around Bill's fingers. Bill worked them in to the knuckle and felt around; he brushed against a hard lump and Tom let out a keening moan, thrusting his hips back up against his twin. "Oh god, Bill, get inside me, now!" Bill was the one to laugh now, as he withdrew his fingers and positioned his shaft against his twin's hole. Slowly he pushed the head in; Tom cried out but worked furiously to loosen his muscles, trying to breathe deep and relax. Slowly Bill worked his way in. "Oh, god, Tomi, you're so fucking tight, it's like… oh my god." He worked his way in until he was halfway in, then pushed a bit more and hit the hard bump once more; Tom screamed and convulsed. "Oh, god, Bill, again!" The tight squeeze of his twin's muscles sent Bill into a frenzy; he pulled back and thrust roughly into Tom, hitting the prostate again. Twice more this happened, until Tom groaned and came, shooting all over the bed. Bill saw this and moaned; thrusting one more time into his twin he came as well, shooting his seed deep inside of Tom. The two collapsed; Bill slid out of Tom and they adjusted themselves on the bed. Tom lay back against the pillows, and Bill cuddled into his chest and, with a sigh, fell asleep. Tom smiled and reached over, switching off the bedside lamp, and followed his twin into slumber. End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga 12 Tender Killer's - Aries Murder Case **12 Tender Killer's - Aries Murder Case** **Base : ** 12 nin no Yasashii Koroshiya by Founder Masaki **POV (Point Of View): **POV 3 & POV 1 [saat di kamar merah] **Central Character :** Shou Kakusaka **Time Line :** Antara Leo Murder case dan Libra Murder Case **CHARACTER PICTURE :** _bit__.__ly__ [SLASH] __1bCYUBX__ __**Challenge :**__ Pestisida untuk hama dan Di balik Topeng Kaca di grup FFN Facebook _**Poetry :**Karawang-Bekasi, Chairil Anwar dan Isa, Chairil Anwar _**.:o00o:.**_ * * * _Di kamar merah, 12 Pria ... 12 zodiac ... 12 pembunuh ... berkumpul. Demi mereka yang menjadi korban kegilaan manusia ... Para hakim yang dipilih oleh bintang untuk mengabulkan jeritan pihak tertindas yang hanya bisa meratap kalah. Yang mati muda dan tinggal tulang berselimut debu. Memberikan mantera hukuman kegelapan berdasarkan karma seseorang. Mengadili kejahatan yang tidak tersentuh hukum. Merekalah, Persona XII!_ _**.:o00o:.**_ * * * _Kamar merah_, semua masih sama seperti saat terakhir kali aku masuk ke dalamnya. Korden warna merah darah, yang menggantung dalam hening. Setia menghalangi cahaya sang surya yang berusaha menembus kisi-kisi jendela. Karpet tebal halus berwarna merah tua, yang memberikan sensasi lembut setiap kali aku menapakinya. Kursi-kursi antik berukir dengan bantalan beludru merah tampak bertebaran di penjuru ruangan. Semuanya menghadap ke sebuah meja kayu panjang berukir yang terletak di depan ruangan. Sebuah bola kristal bening bertengger di atas meja. Begitu bercahaya dan menyedot semua perhatian kepadanya. Aku duduk di salah satu kursi di sebelah kiri. _Persona XII_ lain satu persatu muncul tanpa jeda berarti. Mengenakan _tuxedo_ hitam yang seragam. Kami semua duduk dalam diam. Bersikap tak acuh di balik topeng-topeng pesta yang kami pilih sendiri. Menutupi wajah dan identitas lain kami di dunia luar. Menyembunyikan pribadi kami yang lain. Tanpa saling tahu. Membisu! "Pertemuan di _kamar Merah_ ... kedua belas bintang yang dibimbing oleh takdir telah berkumpul..." Yousuke Singuu membuka pertemuan dengan nadanya yang selalu tenang. Dia duduk dengan anggun di balik bola kristal. Rambut pendek keemasannya selalu tampak mencolok di tengah kamar merah yang temaram. Baju dengan gaya Victorian yang membalut tubuh rampingnya memberi kesan elegan. Tanpa topeng menghias wajah putih pucatnya. Karena dialah Sang peramal. Penyampai petunjuk bintang pada _Persona XII_. Hanya dialah yang mengetahui identitas masing-masing _Persona XII_. Termasuk identitasku. "Target kali ini adalah Kurahashi Juurou. Kepala rentenir dan mucikari terbesar di wilayah Kanto." Singuu-_san_ memulai monolognya. Menjelaskan setiap detil kasus yang terpilih untuk diselesaikan. "Dia punya kesukaan sadistik terhadap pria-pria muda." lanjutnya. "Jika dia sudah menyukai seseorang, dia akan mendekati orang yang paling penting bagi si Pemuda. Setelah itu dia akan membuat orang itu meminjam uang dengan bunga yang jumlahnya tidak akan bisa terbayarkan padanya. Sebagai ganti, dia akan meminta tubuh sang pemuda sebagai bentuk pembayaran. Dengan cara itu, dia telah menahan dan menyiksa hampir 20 pemuda yang mengakibatkan kematian mereka dengan cara yang mengenaskan." Singuu-_san_ menghentikan penjelasannya sesaat. "Baru-baru ini bahkan diketahui, _bisnis_ Juurou telah berkembang. Ia bahkan telah menipu banyak gadis desa untuk dijadikan pelacur di _House of Passion_. Polisi tidak bisa menahan mereka karena mereka didukung oleh keluarga mafia yang sangat ditakuti." Singuu-_san_ kembali terdiam sejenak. Ditopangkan sikunya ke atas meja. Jari-jari tangannya bersilang di depan bibirnya. "Hal ini harus diperbaiki." ujarnya lagi. "Keadilan takdir harus dijaga!" serunya. "Gemerlap bintang itu memberikan pertanda kepadaku..." matanya menatap serius bola kristal yang bercahaya di hadapannya. "Orang yang terpilih adalah Leo!" Singuu-_san_ menatap pria berambut coklat cerah yang duduk di hadapannya. "Maukah kau menerima tugas ini?" "Sesuai bimbingan takdir." balas Leo di balik topeng phantom emasnya. Aku sempat melihat alisnya berkerut menahan sakit. Pasti memar berbentuk lambang _Persona XII_ di tubuhnya terasa perih dan terbakar. Itu adalah pertanda bahwa dirinyalah yang terpilih untuk menuntaskan tugas ini. "Hakim sudah diputuskan! Para persona XII sekalian, mari kita percayakan takdir ini pada Leo..." _**.:o00o:.**_ * * * "_Otsukaresama_!" Semua kru film berteriak saat adegan terakhir sudah rampung dilakukan. "_Otsukaresama_... " Sang bintang utama menundukkan badannya. Senyum lebar tersemat di wajah tampannya kala menerima karangan bunga. "_Otsukare_ ... _Otsu_ ..." ucapnya berulang-ulang sembari memeluk beberapa kru film dan juga rekan seprofesinya. "Akting yang bagus Kakusaka-_san_! Film _Uzumasa_ ini pasti akan menjadi hits!" Sang Sutradara tampak sangat puas. Senyum lebar kembali merekah di bibir tipis pria berumur 24 tahun itu. "Semua berkat bimbingan Pak Sutradara." balasnya merendah. "Tapi kau sungguh tampan Kakusaka-_kun_! Peran ini benar-benar cocok untukmu!" pujinya lagi. Kakusaka memang terlihat begitu memesona di balik balutan kimono bermotif kupu-kupu berwarna biru langit yang kini dikenakannya. Wig coklat cerah ikal panjang yang diekor kuda, menambah kesan manis. Belum lagi ditambah poni panjang yang menutup sebagian matanya. Kakusaka langsung menjadi pusat perhatian. "Ikaruga-_san_ banyak membantu saya. _Arigatou_." Kakusaka kembali tersenyum dan mengangguk sedikit pada penata riasnya. "_Kochira koso_." balas pria manis berkaca mata yang berdiri tak jauh dari dirinya. Rambut hitam panjang dikuncir bawahnya melambai ditiup sepoi angin senja. "Ah, aku harus pergi dulu!" Kakusaka melirik jam tangannya. "Besok aku akan datang ke pesta penutupan _Uzumasa_." lanjutnya riang. "Sampai jumpa besok!" Shou Kakusaka memang seorang aktor handal. Pembawaannya yang riang, rendah hati, dan ramah, membuat siapapun yang bekerja sama dengannya langsung merasa akrab. Tidak sampai 30 menit, dia sudah kembali mengenakan pakaian sehari-harinya. Kupluk berwarna hitam, yang menutupi rambut coklat gelapnya; kaos biru _sporty_ bertumpuk kemeja pendek hitam yang tak dikancingkan. Kaca mata minus berbingkai hitam tebal menghiasi mata bulatnya. Aura ketampanan masih terpancar jelas meski Kakusaka sudah tidak mengenakan riasan apapun. "Saya duluan Ikaruga-_san_." lagi-lagi Kakusaka menyapa ramah. "_Dozo_." Senyum tipis kembali menghias wajah Ikaruga. Sebenarnya Kakusaka melihat ada kegelapan yang tersembunyi di balik mata hitam bening Ikaruga. Sebuah kegelapan yang begitu kelam. Kegelapan pekat yang sama seperti yang ia miliki sekarang. Tapi dia tidak pernah bisa mengatakannya. Kakusaka melangkah dengan riang menyusuri trotoar di tengah kota Kanto tanpa _body__guard_ sama sekali. Bintang-bintang tidak begitu tampak menghias langit, cahayanya ditenggelamkan lampu-lampu yang menyala terang di sepanjang jalan. Kakusaka nyaman berjalan sendirian di malam yang sudah larut seperti ini. Meskipun begitu, tidak banyak yang mengetahui dirinya adalah Shou Kakusaka sang aktor yang sedang naik daun. Bagaimana tidak?! Hampir setiap peran yang dia mainkan, wajahnya selalu terlihat berbeda. "_A-anu_, permisi... " terdengar suara wanita yang terdengar begitu lemah menyapa. Kakusaka menoleh. Ia mengamati gadis muda yang tampak begitu kelelahan dan susah payah untuk berdiri tegak di hadapannya. "Ada yang bisa saya bantu?" Kakusaka tersenyum cemas pada gadis yang terlihat nyaris pingsan itu. Rambut kepang duanya terlihat berantakan dengan banyak rambut yang keluar dari jalinannya. "Apa Anda tahu dimana alamat ini?" gadis itu mengangsurkan secarik kertas yang sudah agak lusuh. Kakusaka mengerenyit keheranan tatkala membaca alamat yang tertera di dalamnya. _House of Passion_. "Mau apa kamu ke sana?" "Saya dipanggil dari desa untuk bekerja di sana. Katanya gajinya lumayan besar." Wajah gadis itu pucat paci tampak begitu kelelahan. "Saya baru sampai dengan berjalan kaki dari desa. Sekitar 7 stasiun dari sini." Mata Kakusaka menyipit. Tangannya meremas kertas yang diserahkan padanya dan memasukkannya ke dalam kantong celananya. Diliriknya jam tangannya sekilas. Sudah pukul 11 malam. Jalanan sudah nyaris tidak terlihat ada siapapun. "Dengarkan aku! Di depan sana ada hotel. Aku akan memberimu uang 50.000 yen. Tapi kau harus pulang kembali ke kampungmu! Jangan ke tempat tadi! Kau mengerti?!" ia mengeluarkan 5 lembar uang 10.000 yen dan mengangsurkannya kepada gadis itu. Sang gadis tampak kebingungan. "Ta-tapi..." "Siapa namamu?" potong Kakusaka serius. "Midori." jawabnya singkat. "Nah Midori," Kakusaka memutar tubuh gadis itu dan mendorongnya lembut ke arah depan. "kau lihat hotel yang berkelip di sana itu?" Kakusaka menunjuk ke sebuah tempat. "Menginaplah di sana malam ini dan besok pagi, pulanglah dengan kereta ke desamu." ulangnya. Midori kembali menoleh ragu. "Tapi, saya butuh pekerjaan ini." tubuhnya masih enggan melangkah. Tangannya masih menggenggam uang yang diberikan Kakusaka ragu-ragu. "Dengar Midori-_chan_, tempat yang kau maksud itu sama sekali bukan tempat seperti yang kau bayangkan. Kau bisa mencari pekerjaan lain yang lebih baik nanti." Kakusaka menatap mata redup gadis itu lekat-lekat. Entah apa yang bisa menyeret gadis polos berpenampilan sederhana di hadapannya ke tempat mucikari terbesar di Kanto. Pasti bukan karena diberitahu akan dipekerjakan sebagai pekerja seks komersial. Lagipula bukankah seharusnya pemimpin _House of Passion_ sudah tewas? Bukankah Leo sudah menuntaskan tugasnya? Tapi mengapa perekrutan gelap masih berjalan? Ketenangan batin Kakusaka terusik. "Tapi..." "Tidak pakai tapi-tapi!" potongnya cepat. "Biaya menginapnya paling hanya 2000 yen saja semalam sudah termasuk makan malam. Sisanya ambil saja untuk modalmu pulang dan bekerja." Kakusaka kembali mendorong gadis itu untuk maju. "Aku harus menyeberang di sini. Jadi kita berpisah di sini." langkahnya terhenti di bawah jembatan penyeberangan. "Te-terima kasih." bisiknya malu-malu. "_Douita_." senyumnya. "Pergilah, jalanan masih terang!" pintanya. "Maaf aku tidak bisa mengantarmu. Nanti kalau ada _paparazi_ melihat, bisa jadi skandal." lanjutnya lirih. Midori membungkuk perlahan. Sebenarnya dia bingung tentang kalimat terakhir Kakusaka tadi. Tapi dia yang kelelahan sudah tidak mampu berpikir banyak. Yang diinginkannya hanya makan dan tidur. Dengan sedikit tergesa dan mengerahkan sisa-sisa tenaganya, gadis itu melangkah menuju hotel yang dimaksud. Tapi baru saja beberapa langkah gadis itu bergerak, dua orang pria tidak dikenal, menariknya paksa ke dalam gang sempit yang terletak diantara dua apartemen yang sudah ditinggal tidur para penghuninya. Lampu-lampu jalanan hanya menerangi kejadian yang berlalu dengan cepat dalam keheningan. Kakusaka menoleh sejenak saat sudah ditengah tangga jembatan penyeberangan. Memastikan apakah Midori sudah masuk ke dalam hotel atau belum. Matanya terbelalak tatkala melihat Midori sudah tidak ada di trotoar begitu cepat. Naluri tajamnya mengatakannya ada sesuatu yang tidak yang beres. Dengan langkah tergesa, dia kembali turun dan menyusuri trotoar tempat Midori tadi berjalan. Tak jauh, di belokan gang yang temaram, ia bisa melihat dua orang pria berjalan beriringan. Salah satunya yang bertubuh gemuk besar membopong Midori di atas bahunya. Sementara yang lain berjalan di sampingnya dengan tangan diletakkan di belakang tubuhnya. "Tunggu!" Kakusaka berteriak di ujung gang. Kedua langkah pria tadi berhenti. Pria bertubuh langsing tinggi dengan kemeja hitam dan vest berwarna putih menoleh dengan tatapan dingin penuh ancaman. "Kau mau mati?" tanyanya dingin. "Pergilah kalau kau masih sayang nyawamu!" Kakusaka terdiam. Matanya menatap beberapa tetes darah yang terjatuh di trotar di dekat kakinya. Darah Midori. Kedua pria tadi pasti memukulinya dengan keras hingga pingsan. Kakusaka merasakan darahnya tersirap. Sudah lama dia tidak merasakan sensasi yang menggerogoti kesadarannya. Mencabik senyum di wajahnya. Bergantikan tatapan nanar dan rahang yang bergetar menahan marah. Kakusaka paling tidak suka jika ada orang menyakiti orang lebih lemah, terutama perempuan. Apalagi, sudah jelas kedua pria itu bermaksud buruk pada Midori. "Diam kau! Lepaskan Midori!" ujar Kakusaka dingin penuh ancaman. Matanya masih menatap tajam tak berkedip. "Jangan memerintah _Aniki!"_ maki pria gemuk yang membopong Midori. "Gadis ini yang datang sendiri ke _House of Passion_ untuk bekerja! Jangan ikut campur!" Kakusaka tak acuh. Langkahnya perlahan namun penuh ancaman mendekati keduanya. "Serahkan Midori padaku!" Pria yang disebut _Aniki_ dengan cepat mengeluarkan pisau lipat dari balik saku celananya dan mengarahkannya ke wajah Kakusaka. Ujungnya disentuhkan sedikit, ditarik perlahan, menggores wajah mulus Kakusaka sekitar 3 cm. Aniki menjauhkan pisaunya sedikit, "Pergi segera! Kalau tidak, wajah tampanmu akan terluka lebih parah." Kakusaka merasakan sensasi perih terhantar dari pipi kirinya. Dengan jari tengah disekanya luka yang di dapatnya. Darah itu berpindah ke jari tangannya. Mata yang menatap darah itu bergetar. Bibirnya bergetar menahan segala ledakan amarah yang sedari tadi bergumul di dadanya. Ia kembali mendongak menatap _Aniki_. "Kau berani mengacungkan benda itu ke arahku. Berarti kau sudah siap menganggung resikonya." Nada penuh tekanan terucap perlahan namun pasti. Mata hitam di balik kaca mata oval itu menatap sosok di hadapannya penuh nafsu membunuh. Hanya tinggal menunggu waktu sebelum Kakusaka memulai serangannya. Sebenarnya dia bisa saja menebas nadi leher keduanya dengan pisau yang tadi digunakan untuk mengancam dirinya. Sebagai salah satu dari _Persona XII_, dia memang sudah terlatih untuk membunuh dengan efisien. Lagipula, pisau adalah senjata yang paling sering dia gunakan untuk menghabisi target-targetnya. Tapi dia sudah berjanji tidak akan membunuh kecuali dia terpilih menjadi _hakim_. Oleh karena itu, dia masih menahan diri. "Hei, jangan kurang ajar kau!" Pria gemuk yang sedari tadi membopong Midori kesal. Dia bergegas meletakkan Midori ke tanah. Dengan tergesa dia berjalan ke arah Kakusaka dan mencengkeram kaosnya. Tangan Kakukasaka mengepal kuat. Bisa dirasakannya keinginan kuat untuk menghantamkan tangan kanannya ke wajah bulat menyebalkan dengan mata yang kini melotot ke arahnya. Namun tiba-tiba dia merasakan kehadiran seseorang yang mengintainya dari ujung gang. "Ah ... dia datang di saat tidak tepat." gumamnya. Kakusaha menghela nafas berusaha menenangkan dirinya. "Kau _ngomong_ apa?" bentak si gendut. Kakusaka memejamkan mata dan sekali lagi menarik nafas panjang. Berusaha keras membekukan rasa mendidih yang bergejolak di darahnya. Kakusaka tahu dengan kemampuannya, dia bisa menghajar keduanya tidak sampai dalam hitungan menit tanpa perlu membunuh mereka. Tapi _paparazi_ yang baru saja mengintai di ujung gang membuatnya urung. Dia tidak ingin membuat skandal. Terlebih saat peluncuran film _Uzumasa_ sudah di depan mata. Berkelahi di tengah malam, meski untuk menyelamatkan gadis dari cengkeraman begundal-begundal, bukan pilihan bijaksana. Bisa-bisa berita akan diputarbalikkan faktanya. Karena bagi para pencari berita seperti mereka, kebenaran tidaklah penting. Hal yang paling penting adalah sebuah berita tersebut "layak jual" atau tidak. Tiba-tiba _s_i Gendut mengayunkan kepalannya ke pipi kiri Kakusaka. Kakusaka dengan reflek mengeraskan otot lehernya dan mengatupkan rahangnya kuat-kuat. Hantaman yang mengenai pipi kirinya hanya membuatnya menoleh ke kanan sedikit. Kuda-kuda kakinya tetap kokoh bergeming. Lampu _blitz_ kamera menyala beberapa kali. Sudah diduganya. _Paparazi_ sudah melancarkan aksinya. Tapi toh di sini Kakusaka hanya terdiam tidak melawan. Judul berita yang terbit tidak akan jauh dari "Perampokan tengah malam menimpa aktor yang tengah naik daun Shou Kakusaka." "Ada yang memotret! Kita pergi dari sini! Biarkan saja wanita itu!" _Aniki_ bergegas berbalik dan menghilang di lorong yang gelap. Si Gendut mengekor di belakangnya. "Ada apa ini?" seorang pria tampan tiba-tiba muncul dari belakang Kakusaka. _Paparazi_ yang mengintai juga langsung pergi melihat ada orang yang datang. Kakusaka menoleh. Seorang pria berambut coklat cerah berpakaian tuxedo tengah berdiri menghadap ke arahnya. "Ah sebentar!" Kakusaka langsung bergerak ke arah Midori. Dia berjongkok dan mendudukkannya di dinding apartemen. Gadis itu masih terkulai lemah. "Kenapa dia?" tanya pria yang mengenakan pin berbentuk mahkota di dasi hitamnya. Nampaknya dia adalah salah satu _host_ dari klub paling terkenal di wilayah ini. _Host club_ _"OverLoad"_. "Kelelahan nampaknya. Aku tidak bisa membawanya ke hotel jika begini. Tapi rumahku juga tidak mungkin ditinggali perempuan. Padahal aku sudah memintanya untuk kembali ke desanya besok." Kakusaka nampak kebingungan. "Di rumahku saja. Aku tinggal dengan Toru. Kami bisa menjaganya sampai besok." pria itu berjongkok di sebelah Kakusaka. "Sungguh?!" Kakusaka menatap pria itu lekat-lekat. Dia sempat merasa kaget mendengar tawaran itu. Tapi dia merasakan rasa percaya yang tak terjelaskan saat menatap bola mata kecoklatan miliknya. "Namaku Kotaro. Ini kartu namaku. Aku _host_ di _OverLoad_. Kalau kau mencurigaiku, kau bisa datang ke tempatku sekarang. Masih buka sampai pukul 2 malam." Kotaro tersenyum sembari mengangsurkan kartu namanya ke arah Kakusaka. "Maaf, bukan maksudku tidak percaya." Kakusaka menerima dan memasukkannya ke kantong kemejanya. "Hanya saja, gadis ini hampir diseret menjadi pelacur di _House of Passion_ tadi. Aku masih mencemaskan kondisinya." Kakusaka berujar geram. "APA?!" Kotaro tampak terkejut. "_House of Passion_?! Bukankah beberapa hari lalu pemimpinnya sudah mati?!" kening Kotaro berkerut seperti tidak percaya sekaligus terkejut pada berita yang baru saja didengarnya. "Berarti masih ada penerusnya yah?! Brengsek! Pasti orang yang waktu itu datang mengusik Makoto!" "Eh? Temanmu?" "Iya. Temanku sesama _host_ nyaris harus membayar hutang wanita yang dikasihinya dengan tubuhnya. Untung tidak jadi." Kotaro nampak kesal. "Tahu begitu, aku bunuh sekalian pria itu." bisiknya samar. "Eh apa?" "Ah bukan apa-apa." Kotaro berusaha mengalihkan perhatian. "Biar kubawa ke _OverLoad_ dulu untuk makan. Baru nanti kuantar ke rumahku." "Terima kasih banyak. Tolong jaga Midori." Kakusaka bangkit dan membantu meletakkan Midori ke punggung Kotaro. TURURURT... Suara ring tone berbeda berbunyi bersamaan. Keduanya secara serempak membuka _handphone_ masing-masing. "Ah, aku harus pergi segera." Kakusaka nampak terburu-buru. "Ah, aku belum memperkenalkan diri. Aku Shou Kakusaka. Terima kasih atas bantuannya. Maaf, aku harus segera pergi." Kakusaka langsung hilang di ujung gang. "Yak, aku juga harus segera pergi setelah menitipkan Midori pada Toru. Semua sudah harus berkumpul di kamar merah." batinnya. _**.:o00o:.**_ * * * Sementara itu di _House of Passion_, _Aniki_ masih tampak kesal kehilangan calon penghuni rumah pelacurannya. Digebraknya meja di ruang kerjanya. Ditendangnya kursi hingga terbalik. "BRENGSEK! KURANG AJAR!" makinya bertubi-tubi. "Kalau saja tidak ada orang yang memotret, pasti sudah kubunuh pria tadi!" jeritnya gusar. Matanya membelalak lebar dengan gestur tubuh yang serampangan. "Ini namanya rugi besar!" BRAK! Kembali digebraknya meja dengan kesal. Tangannya memerah. Tapi rasa sakit yang dirasakannya seolah lenyap diuapkan rasa panas yang membakar kepala dan tubuhnya. Tok Tok! Terdengar ketukan pintu yang nampak ragu-ragu. "MASUK!" balasnya ketus. Sesosok wanita lain tampak duduk terkulai lemah di ambang pintu. Disampingnya, pria gendut tadi berdiri sembari memegangi rambut panjangnya yang acak-acakkan. "Dia berusaha kabur!" ujarnya singkat. _Aniki_ melotot menatap wanita itu dengan kesal. Dengan langkah tergesa, dia berjalan mendekat. Ditariknya rambut wanita itu hingga beberapa puluh helai rontok. Kepalanya di dongakkan menghadapnya. Diseretnya dengan paksa ke arah kamar. "Jadi kau mau ikut juga membuatku merugi?" dibantingnya kepala wanita itu ke lantai. Jeritan kesakitan langsung memenuhi ruangan. Darah segar mengalir keluar dari luka benturan yang baru saja dialami wanita itu. "Kau mau mati saja?! Sudah capek kerja?! Kau kan yang ingin uang banyak?! Mana rasa terima kasihmu?!" Aniki menginjak2 kepala gadis itu berkali-kali. Makian demi makian diteriakan bertubi dengan injakan dan tendangan ke arah kepala wanita malang itu. Rintihan demi rintihan keluar dari wanita yang hanya berbalut _lingerie _itu. Semakin melemah hingga akhirnya sirna. "AH BRENGSEK! Malah rusak pula!" Ditendangnya perut wanita yang sudah tidak bernyawa itu dengan keras. "Buang dia!" serunya kesal. "Baik." si Gendut menyeret gadis itu keluar dari ruangan. "Aku bersumpah, kalau aku bertemu pria pesolek tadi lagi, akan kubunuh dia!" _Aniki_ benar-benar marah. _**.:o00o:.**_ _Kamar Merah_... Aku datang sedikit terlambat dan duduk di kursi yang tersisa. Namun ternyata Leo datang lebih lambat dariku. "Semua sudah berkumpul." Kembali Singuu-_san_ memulai monolognya. "Para utusan dari surga, perwakilan dari dua belas rasi bintang zodiac, para _Persona XII_ sekalian. Malam ini, bintang keburukan kembali bergerak." kali ini Singuu-_san_ berdiri di samping mejanya. "Meskipun Leo telah membunuh Kurahashi Juurou, namun _House of Passion_ belum musnah. Karena ada wakil ketuanya masih memegang kendali." Singuu-_san_ melirik bola kristalnya sepintas. "Target kali ini adalah Aoyama Kirishima, atau yang lebih dikenal dengan _'Aniki'_ di kalangan anak buahnya." Tetiba kurasakan rasa sakit yang membakar di dada kiriku. Memar dengan logo _Persona XII_ yang tertoreh di sana berdenyut menyakitkan. Aku menarik nafas menenangkan diri dari rasa sakit yang mengejutkanku tadi. "Semua yang kita lakukan bergerak sesuai perintah bintang. Aries, maukah melaksanakan tugas ini? Menuntaskan tugas yang telah Leo lakukan sebelumnya." Membunuh bajingan yang kutemui tadi? "Tentu. Akan kulakukan dengan senang hati." _**.:o00o:.**_ * * * Informasi dari Mikage tidak pernah salah. Kakusaka dengan cepat bisa menyelinap masuk dengan merobohkan beberapa _bodyguard_ yang berjaga, pukul 3 pagi itu. Membuat mereka terlelap setidaknya sampai besok siang. Ia mengenakan _coat_ hitam panjang, kupluk yang juga berwarna hitam, dan syal hitam yang menutupi hidung dan mulutnya. Kaca mata minusnya berganti lensa kontak berwarna merah darah. Sarung tangan kulit berwarna hitam tak lupa dikenakannya untuk mencegah adanya sidik jari yang mungkin akan tertinggal. Targetnya sekarang hanya kamar _Aniki_. Ruang luas yang terdiri dari meja kerja, ranjang besar dan beberapa alat _BDSM_. BRAK! Kakusaka menendang terbuka pintu kamar tempat _Aniki_ sedang _bersenang-senang_ dengan wanita tahanannya. Ya ... wanita yang hanya berbalut bikini itu diikat di ranjang. Kaki dan tangannya dibentangkan dengan tali yang diikatkan di tiang-tiang ranjang. Kakusaka bisa melihat banyak luka lebam dan daging yang terkelupas dari wanita yang hanya bisa menangis tak berdaya. Kembali Kakusaka merasakan rasa panas yang membakar tubuhnya. Amarah yang tak terbendung kala melihat ketidakadilan itu begitu berjaya di hadapannya. Dalam sekejap, _dagger_ sepanjang 20 cm yang tadinya tersimpan rapih di balik lengan kemeja panjangnya sudah turun ke genggaman tangannya. Diacungkannya ke arah _Aniki_. _Aniki_ tampak kaget dan langsung melompat turun dari ranjang. Menyambar pistol yang tergeletak di atas meja. Namun pisau lempar Kakusaka lebih dulu menyayat tangannya. Aniki terkejut dan pistolnya terlepas dari tangannya. Kakusaka menendang pistolnya ke bawah ranjang. Kakusaka masih memegang 2 pisau lempar lagi di tangan kirinya dan _dagger_ di tangan kanannya. _Aniki_ berang. "Dari keluarga mafia mana kau?!" bentak _Aniki_ kasar sembari mengeluarkan pisau lipat dari saku celananya. Menyabet-nyabetkannya ke arah depan sembarangan. WUUZZ! Satu pisau lempar melayang lagi ke arah tangan kanan _Aniki_. Namun _Aniki_ yang sudah siap, mampu berkelit tipis. Tetap saja, pisau yang dilempar Kakusaka melukai tangan kanannya. Membuatnya berdarah dengan goresan lebih dari 5 cm. "Itu balasan atas luka yang tadi kau buat malam tadi." dingin ia tersenyum meremehkan. Kakusaka melemparkan lagi pisau lemparnya dan tepat menusuk paha _Aniki_. _Aniki_ menjerit kesakitan. Darah langsung mengucur membasahi celana panjang putihnya. _Aniki_ langsung jatuh berlutut di lantai. "Dan itu untuk Midori yang telah kau sakiti." tangan kanan Kakusaka memainkan _dagger_-nya dengan kecepatan tinggi. Memutar-mutarnya sebelum akhirnya berhenti dan lurus mengarah kembali ke arah _Aniki_ yang masih mengerang kesakitan. "BRENGSEK! Siapa kau?!" _Aniki_ mencabut pisau kecil yang tertancap di pahanya dengan susah payah. Kakusaka menurunkan syal yang menutupi mulut dan hidungnya. "Aku tak perlu memberitahu namaku pada orang yang sebentar lagi akan mati." senyum menusuk sekaligus meremahkan seperti melihat sampah yang harus segera dimusnahkan. "Kau!" _Aniki_ makin berang mengetahui bahwa pria yang berdiri 3 meter di hadapannya adalah pria yang sama dengan yang telah mengacaukan rencananya terhadap Midori malam tadi. "Kau pasti akan kubunuh!" _Aniki_ berteriak dengan kalap. Menusukkan pisau lipat yang digenggamnya lurus ke arah Kakusaka. Namun _Aniki_ terlalu meremehkan lawannya. Kakusaka berkelit dengan manis, menjatuhkan badannya dan melakukan tendangan berputar ke arah mata kaki Aniki yang membuat keseimbangannya goyah. _Aniki _jatuh terjerembab. Tanpa menunggu, Kakusaka menancapkan _dagger_-nya ke punggung Aniki. Raungan kesakitan langsung membahana. "Hey... aku hanya merobek paru-parumu sedikit." Ucap Kakusaka santai sambil menyeringai puas melihat korbannya kesakitan. Kakusaka berjongkok di samping _Aniki_ yang mulai kesulitan bernafas. "Kau akan mati dalam 15 menit. Nikmati saja sisa-sisa hidupmu." Senyum dingin mematikan tersungging dari wajah tampan itu. Kakusaka bangkit sembari menarik _dagger_-nya. Darah segar langsung terpancar keluar dari lukanya yang menganga. Kakusaka kemudian memotong tali yang mengikat wanita yang sudah kehabisan tenaga di atas kasur. Polisi akan datang membereskan sampah-sampah ini. Kakusaka melangkah keluar dengan santai. Darah yang membasahi _dagger_-nya menetes di sepanjang kakinya melangkah. Ia tak acuh. Tugasnya sebagai Aries telah dituntaskan. Dan satu lagi bintang keburukan telah lenyap dari langit. Kakusaka tersenyum puas. _**.:o00o:.**_ * * * Sama seperti biasa, setiap aku menjelma menjadi sosok Aries, _k__ulihat tubuh-tubuh mengucur darah. Kala aku menjatuhkan hukuman, aku pun berkaca dalam darah. _Menyesakkan. Melumat setiap rasa kasih yang selalu ditanamkan dalam lubuk hatiku sejak aku kecil. Aku berjalan kembali ke penginapan dengan lunglai. Menghempaskan tubuh ke kasur dengan perasaan campur aduk. Aku lelah sekali. Malam ini begitu panjang. Tapi besok aku pasti sudah bisa tertawa kembali. Membuang sosok Aries dan kembali menjadi Shou Kakusaka yang dikenal banyak orang. Ya ... biarkan aku istirahat beberapa jam lagi. Biarkan aku kembali berusaha meyakinkan diriku bahwa yang kulakukan adalah hal yang benar. Kupejamkan mata dan langsung terlelap. **END** **260913** * * * Terima kasih banyak bagi para Beta Readerku : k Shin, WriterNightpen, Tami, yang sudah memberi tahuku typo, dan memberi banyak masukan berharga. Also for 君塚セナ-san who cosplayed as Shou Kakusaka. You really cool! FYI, Ikaruga = Virgo Kotaro = Leo Mereka ga saling kenal di dunia nyata tapi cukup sering saling berpapasan ^^ * * * **Aku merasa di PHP in!** Udah berbunga-bunga merasakan jatuh cinta, ternyata kembali terbuang... Hix hix... Kupikir, akan mendapatkan banyak cinta. Kupikir, akan mendapatkan banyak perhatian... Ternyata sama saja! 4,8 bintang dr 5 dan 8,2 poin dr 10 ga menjamin! 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Misc. Anime/Manga, Crime, Tragedy

Fanfiction

Misc. Anime/Manga Vanilla Vanilla "Shinkurou! Shinkurou! Buy me this!" "Err…" He looked at the item his companion was pointing to and promptly moved along. "Sorry, Murasaki, but it's too expensive. We can buy it later when it's on sale." Her head drooped in disappointment. "Okay, Shinkurou." Guilt stabbed him. Although he knew that they could never afford something so luxurious, the sight of her crestfallen face was enough to make him feel like he had stolen something. Stooping down next to her until they were face-to-face, he smiled and patted her head. "Don't be sad, Murasaki," he assured her. "Look, it's not so bad. Next month, when it's on sale, I promise you I'll buy you as much as you want." She brightened immediately. "Really? Next week? As much as I want?" _Ah…I shouldn't have said that._ "You're the best, Shinkurou!" Murasaki said happily. "But _this_ week, since I took care of the apartment everyday, buy me something else!" "Well, as long as it's not too – " "I want that carton of ice cream!" He looked at the carton displayed behind the windows of a bakery. His eye twitched. "Murasaki…" He scratched the back of his head nervously. "It's awfully expensive, too…and you know we can't keep any ice cream in my room. It'll melt. We don't have a refrigerator, and if we left it in Tamaki-san's or Yamie-san's room, they'd just it eat it all…" Seeing the disappointed look on her face again, he cursed his conscience and quickly added, "But how about I buy you an ice cream cone instead when we pass by a vendor? We still have two hundred yen left to spend." She latched into his leg. "Ok, Shinkurou. I'll be satisfied with an ice – hey, there's a vendor right there!" He cast his eyes around the busy street, wondering if the universe conspired with cute little girls. All he saw were a few retired stores and throngs of people walking purposefully. "…Where?" "There! Right over there where I'm pointing!" It took him several moments to make out the place his companion was eagerly pointing to. _How did she find that so quickly?_ he wondered. The ice cream stall was almost entirely hidden behind a swarm of customers. Warm summer air had permeated the night, and many in the crowd of sweating humans seemed to be in the same mind as Murasaki. It was the busiest place on an already-hectic street. _This is going to be a long wait,_ he thought forlornly. "Hey, Murasaki," he started. "Why don't we…" The suggestion to find a less crowded stand died on his lips. He caught sight of the beaming Murasaki hugging his leg, face just visible beneath a mass of purple hair. Her pale skin and aristocratic features were illuminated by the setting sun until she seemed an artist's sculpture, and he was reminded that those skin and features had been painstakingly cultivated for seven years by the finest beauticians a noble house could afford. Her cheek was pressed tightly to his thigh; her face, tilted upwards, smiling, stunning eyes closed but even more striking. With that kind of expression on her face, he wondered, how could anyone deny her anything? _Oh well._ "What is it, Shinkurou?" "It was nothing," he said, approaching the end of the line. "Don't let go of me, Murasaki. I don't want to you to get lost." They waited in silence under the pleasant sedative of an early summer night. Fireflies flickered in the gloom. It was still early June, that month of festivals and fireworks, and they were already deeply entrenched in the sweltering heat that embodied the season. But it was not an unpleasant warmth. The heat had brought along lethargy, and with that had come a peace perpetuated by an instinctive lack of desire to do anything. They stood idly waiting in a field of people and lamps and felt like they had waited for eternity. Crickets chirping, cars zooming, and the conversations of a hundred people beneath a dimming sky… "Welcome! What would you like?" It took several seconds for the vendor's words to reach his ears. "Hello," Shinkurou replied politely, shaking his head. "I would like a strawberry – " "Wait, Shinkurou!" Murasaki interrupted. "I think I'll try something different this time." "What would you like, then?" "Let's see…" Letting go of his leg, she stood on tiptoes to peer over the counter at the menu plastered on the wall. "How about…vanilla? That's your favorite, isn't it, Shinkurou?" "It is, but I thought you hated – " "I don't like vanilla that much," she admitted. "But I've decided that it's worth it to give things a second chance. Wasn't it you who told me that? And – and if it's something that Shinkurou likes, it can't be all bad!" "Are you sure? This is your treat, you know – " "Just hurry up and decide already," the vendor snapped. "I have other customers waiting." "Vanilla!" "Vanilla it is, then," Shinkurou said, laying two hundred yen on the counter. He wondered why Murasaki was acting so strange. After receiving the ice cream, they left the stall, in turn leaving behind the crowd and its chaos. The wait had taken a long time, and the sun had set enough to let darkness cover the area. The street was quieter now, perhaps because of the loss of light. There were less people, less cars, less agitation to finish that last piece of work before the day ended. Everything was permeated by the unhurried pace of summer. Time was nonexistent here. Yawning, he looked at the girl by his side. The ice scream was still in her hands, untouched, dripping slightly. She was woefully hesitant. _Clack, clack…_their steps fell softly against the road. Without need for conscious thought or communication, their feet carried them on the long way home – past parks, past stores, past schools…the everyday scenery vanished. He wondered when they diverged from the main road onto this blue highway. Wasn't he, just a few moments ago, in a rush to get home? Where had that precious sense of time gone? That's right, he thought. It had really almost been a full year now, hasn't it? Since – "Shinkurou!" He paused. Murasaki had stopped in front of him, hands on her hips. "Hmm? What is it?" "I called your name three times already, Shinkurou. You look like you're going to fall asleep walking. Are you okay?" He smiled and patted her head. "Thank you for your concern," he said, continuing along the road, "but it's nothing. I was just thinking about some things." She fell in step beside him. "Really? What were you thinking about?" "It wasn't important." "Shinkurou," she said exasperatedly, "just because I'm younger than you doesn't mean that I don't know when I'm being lied to! Don't you trust me? You can tell me anything – " "It was really nothing, Murasaki. I was just wondering…just wondering when you were going to eat that ice cream," he finished lamely, pointing at the uneaten cone in her hand. "It's starting to melt. If you don't eat it soon, it'll turn into a puddle of water." "W-What are you talking about?" She hugged the ice cream protectively to her chest. "I was just – just savoring it before I begin eating. And don't change the subject! That wasn't what you were thinking! Don't think that I'll be gotten off track so easily!" The buzz of cicadas filled the air. He gazed into the sky. "I wasn't really thinking about anything," he said softly. "It's just that – it's been nearly been a year now, hasn't it? I mean, since – " "Since Benika-san introduced us to each other?" "Yeah…time sure passes quickly, huh?" "A year…" Her voice was full of wonder. "Has it really been a year? I feel like I've been with Shinkurou my whole life." Silence fell as they walked along the darkened street, each to their own memories. The road they tread was nearly empty, its usual vivacity gone with the fading light, and, sometime when they were talking, had been cloaked by night. He could not tell when the sky changed from blue to black, just as he could not tell when his life changed from solitude to a partnership. It was strange how some things crept up on you. He looked at the girl by his side. The ice cream still lay untouched in her hands. "Hey, Murasaki." "Hmm?" "Are you going to eat that? If you don't, it'll melt – " "What are you talking about?" She glared at him. "O-Of course I'm going to eat it. Wasn't it you who told me to give everything a second chance?" "Okay, Murasaki. But if you really don't feel like eating it, then you don't have to – " "Just watch me!" Bemused, he watched her out of the corner of his eye. She stared at her ice cream like it would bite her, hesitating, then slowly brought it to her mouth. It hovered inches before her lips. For a few moments she did nothing, grappling with some vital inner decision, and then, tentatively, she gave a lick. She made a face. After a few seconds, she gave another lick. Her grimace was less pained this time. "Hmm…you know," she said after several more bites, "vanilla isn't nearly as bad as I remember." "Is it?" he said, fighting to keep the smile from his face. "I'm glad to hear that." "Actually, now that I've actually _really _tasted it, it's not bad at all. It's flavorless and bland and uninteresting (just like you, she giggled to herself), but there's a minty taste you can't find in strawberry. Although it's not nearly as good, of course." Giving another lick, she said, "No, it's not bad at all." "Doesn't that make you wish you tried it sooner? You shouldn't judge something based on one bad experience – " "I know," she said. "That's what made me try it in the first place, remember?" She laughed, a sudden playfulness seizing her. "Or not. You know, Shinkurou," she began, smiling coyly, "you remember when I asked for that really expensive carton of ice cream half an hour ago? The one you didn't buy? I knew that if I asked for something like that and pretended to be really disappointed when you didn't buy it, you'll buy me something else to compensate. And it went exactly as planned! Ha, this ice cream cone was my true goal all along! You're too easy to dupe, you know. What kind of highschooler gets tricked by an eight-year girl?" Her face was flushed. Shinkurou sighed, looking at her exasperatedly. "You shouldn't do things like that, Murasaki-chan…" "And why not? I'm a member of the Kuhoin family, Shinkurou! Someday, I'm going to be very influential. It's my duty to learn things like this!" "But tricking your friends isn't an honest thing to do… " She giggled. "Alright, then," she said, extending her ice cream. "I'm sorry for tricking you, Shinkurou. Here, how about I make it up to you? Vanilla is your favorite, right? You can have the rest!" Gently pushing it, he said, "I don't think you really understood my point, but there's no need for anything like that. As long as you've learned something, I don't want anything in return. I would feel guilty if I ate something I bought for you, so just enjoy it." Her shoulders drooped. "I'll enjoy it more if Shinkurou ate it with me…" "You don't have to – well, alright," he said. Murasaki looked like she'd be happier if he went along. "Maybe I'll just have a bite or two." She brightened. "Really?" "Of course." He took the ice cream from her fingers, careful not to let it drip over his hands. He was about to eat it when he caught Murasaki staring intently at him. She was like a cat stalking a mouse. Did he get ice cream get all over his face? "Is something wrong, Murasaki?" "Huh? Oh, Shin – oh! Nothing's wrong!" She quickly turned away, face bright red. "Just – continue eating." He shrugged and took a bite. It tasted like water. "Haha…it's pretty melted," he said. "Is it? I probably should've eaten it sooner. Sorry, Shinkurou." He took a few more licks. "It's not your fault, Murasaki." He handed it back to her. "It's still pretty good though, kind of like a vanilla shake. Here, you can have it back." She giggled, turning away from him. "You can keep it! I've already gotten what I wanted." "What?" "Oh, nothing. Just something to tell Yuno about." "Tell Yuno about what?" "Let's hurry up, Shinkurou!" she said, running ahead. Her face was flushed. "Tamaki-chan and Yami-san will be wondering where their dinner is! We can't keep them waiting!" He ran after her, throwing the remains of the melted ice cream into a trashcan. "Murasaki! Don't run in the dark! It's dangerous!" But even as he said it he knew that it was of little use – when had Murasaki allowed common sense to get in the way of her whims? By now she was already too far away to hear him. With a smile he started after her, clacking footsteps fading and fading and fading, and the street soon lay dark and silent and empty. End file.

Misc. Anime/Manga, Friendship

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Misc. Anime/Manga Abel's Past "Come on, love! It'll be fun! Travel the world, experience all the different culture-" The man was interrupted by his wife's somewhat whiney voice, "Oh, and what will we do with your son? Leave him in daycare!" She always took on that higher pitched, whiney tone when she was angry, he mentally noted. A bit surprised at her suggestion, he spoke again, "No, we'd take him with, of course." "How is that romantic?" She snapped back immediately, making her husband of eight years temporarily befuddled. "I-" He stopped himself before he said something that could potentially anger her worse. He hadn't planned the mood of the trip to be "romantic", he just wanted to get away and explore the world with the woman he loved and their son. Though he pretty much knew from the beginning she wasn't going to go for it, she's not the traveling type. He should have known better from the very beginning, when they got married. Their personalities contrasted so much. But they were young and in love, and you know how that goes. She's always been the sort who prefers sitting around the house reading a book or watching TV, whilst he's always been the type who likes to get out and do things and explore new places. It made him so happy to see his son growing up to be like him, he looked forward to the father-son bonding they would be able to do when he was older. His wife continued to thoroughly chew his ear off over the suggestion, while their son, Abel, listened in the other room. "Why's she always so uptight?" the eight year old boy mumbled to himself as he pouted at his mothers response. He loved the idea, especially since he had always wanted to go to America. From what he had heard of and seen of it, it was always a place that fascinated him. He always figured it would be so much more interesting then boring little Plymouth, England. He was just about to ask his dad to help him pack too. So he stalked off to his room, knowing the whole idea was now out the window, because what "mom says, goes". Back in the kitchen, the suggestion had escalated into an arguement. "It was only a god damn suggestion!" He barked. "Maybe next time you'll keep your suggestions to yourself then!" She snapped back. They were both on opposite sides of the kitchen, and upon the closing statements of their arguement, they seemed to calm down a bit and lean against the counters they were near. The guilt of arguing with eachother already setting in, his wife decided to speak up, "What...what happened to us? We used to be so happy..." "Especially when Abel was born..." He agreed. "...Maybe...we should have another one?" She glanced over at him, gauging his reaction, to which he quickly looked at her in surprise, happiness swelling inside of him. Unlike many men, he loved just about everything to do with pregnancy and children. He always wanted atleast five children, but she denied him his life long dream. Until his wife got pregnant herself, he had no particular interest in pregnant women. But he couldn't resist himself while she was pregnant. Something about her motherly glow drove him wild. He thought of her the cutest when her tummy was Its largest. "Are you sure...?" he stared at her somewhat excitedly, giving her the chance to back out of the decision before he gets his hopes up. She just smiled softly at him, recognizing the familiar glimmer in his eyes that she always loved. "I'm sure." A year later, she had given birth to twins only five months earlier, though premature, they were thankfully very healthy and strong. Abel loved having two new identical brothers, and helped with them whenever he could. His mother taught him to change their diapers, feed them, and carry them properly, so whenever she was busy, he could take over while his father was at work. He began teaching the twins how to speak, despite their young age. His mother reprimanded him, telling him they're too young to learn, but he ignored her and tried anyway. They're incoherent coos began resembling English words before long, though his mother denied it being his work. As the years went by, the effect of the twins on the couples relationship began wearing off, and old issues began resurfacing, though for the children, the couple remained together for as long as they could. One day, it was just far too much. Abel's father had just came home from work, and almost instantly had divorce papers shoved in his face. He had to admit, his wife had become much more bitter and harder to live with than ever before, but he still worried about his kids. He knew Abel would hate it, already gaining a dislike for his mother, and how would the twins turn out without their father? But his wife gave him an ultimadum; divorce her, or she'll put a restraining order on him so he wouldn't be able to get in contact with her or the kids. With this in mind, he signed the papers, and the settlement went by rather painlessly. He agreed to let her have everything, and in return she agreed that the kids could visit him. Though in truth, the twins grew to hate their father and older brother, their mother feeding them lies and making them seem much worse than they are. With them out of the way, she only had to worry about Abel, who wanted to live with his father. She came to hate Abel since he acted just like his father, and therefore purposely made his life miserable by burning any letters his father sent to him and not letting him visit. His father became depressed at the lack of contact with his kids, figuring that his ex-wife had turned Abel on him as well. He always knew the twins disliked him, so he didn't expect much from them anyway. The seventeen year old marriage was finally over for good, and almost instantly their mother began looking for a man to support her. This fact disgusted Abel to no end. He always disliked women who were so dependant on their mate, and he felt she was just itching to get rid of their father so she could get someone new. He couldn't wait to get out of the house, counting down the days until his 18th birthday. But one day, they got a call from the police. Abel had grabbed it since his mother was out on a date. "Hello?" "Hello, this is the California police station, is uh...Miss Beckham there?" He stared in front of himself in surprise, knowing California was somewhere in America, though he was a bit confused as to why the authorities in America were calling. "Um, no, sorry, she's out on a date at the moment. I'm her oldest son, Abel Beckham. Can I pass the message on?" He started to worry as the officer sighed and took on a less serious and somewhat saddened tone. "We had found a body up along the banks of Clear Lake, and were able to identify it as a Mr. Niel Wattz. Your family was the nearest living relatives we could find of his. It looked like he'd just drowned at first, until we realized he was missing his feet." The officer paused for a moment, letting the image seep in, Abel only able to stare in shock, his mouth hanging open. The officer took the silence as a cue to go on, "When we finally found his feet, they had concrete blocks around them. Well, I mean to say, you could only see the bit of ankle at the top and some cut bone sticking out. It resembled the work of an Italian mafia, but we thought we'd snuffed them outta this area a long time ago..." The officer sighed again, "I'm sorry, kid. When your mom gets back, tell 'er to call back so she can set up where to bury 'em. Good bye." The officer hung up the phone, leaving Abel frozen in place, unable to believe what had happened to his father, wondering why anyone would want to kill a happy-go-lucky guy like him. He hadn't cried since he was a little kid, but he couldn't help the silent tears that flowed down his face now. His twin brothers had walked in just as he had set the phone down and one scoffed at him. "I told you he was a pussy, Basil. Now we got proof!" His twin, Basil, was a pretty quiet kid for the most part. He didn't feel right picking on his brother when he already looked down. "I don't think we should pick on him right now, Caden." "What are you talking about? It's a perfect oppur-" "Just leave me the fuck alone!" Abel screamed, his voice cracking a bit from his emotions getting to him, and he stomped off to his room, the tears flowing more rapidly now. "Ass." Caden scornfully remarked. From that day on, Abel no longer wanted to visit America, considering it a savage, uncivilized place. A few months later, it was finally April eleventh, Abel's birthday. He moved on the very day of his birthday, having already completed highschool, and went to Japan, where the college of his choice was. He had been studying to get into the college for quite a long time, and eventually was accepted, even gaining a scholarship there for his efforts. He was a pretty social guy, and it made him sad to leave behind his high school friends, but he figured he could make new ones at college. To maximize his chances of gaining friends, he decided to stay at the colleges dorm. It was a more logical decision for his wallet, too. Unfortunately for him, his original dorm mates hated him, thinking of him as obnoxious and childish. Though they were at their final years of college, and soon moved out after they graduated. When he was 19, after the graduates had moved out, only one new student moved in. A native to Japan, Kiroki Akiyama. He tried to make friends with him, though Kiroki never spoke to him. Ever. He locked himself in his room most of the time and studied constantly. Abel tried making it his main mission to get him to talk in anyway he could, even resorting to insulting him, but Kiroki remained silent. Fed up by his silence, Abel decided to try his last resort to get any sound at all from him. He started quietly following behind the one year younger student, having a heavy newspaper in-hand, he head the newspaper high and proceeded to smack him with it, but much to his surprise, Kiroki grabbed the rolled up newspaper before it hit him, and almost instantaniously had Abel's back pressed against his body, holding the newspaper against his throat and causing him to gag. "GACK! H-hey! I-I was just playing around! L-let me go! I won't do it again, promised!" Abel managed to cough out, which, after a few seconds, gained him his freedom, he took some deep, gracious breaths and looked up in time to have the paper thrown in his face. Kiroki simply and silently walked off back to his room as if nothing happened, and from then on, Abel gave up trying to make him speak. A few months later, another guy came to the dorm. An American named Dalton Harolds. Abel instantly disliked Dalton. He didn't know which part pissed him off first, his punk ass look, his jack ass attitude, or the fact that he was an American. Whichever it was, the whole mixture just pissed him the hell off. From the very beginning they hated eachothers guts and argued constantly, even resorting to fights frequently. Over time, they had stopped having fights, and began arguing less seriously. After a year, yet another guy came to the dorm, Satoshi Hasegawa. Abel tried getting him to tell him where he was from, since he looked pretty American to him, but Satoshi only gave him vague answers like "around" or "places". He never could figure out his ethnicity either, but he figured it didn't matter. He got along OK with Satoshi, at least he would talk to him. Though Satoshi's pretty quiet, only speaking when neccessary. He claimed that he spoke with Kiroki often, but Abel thought he was lying and only trying to piss him off. Now twenty years old, he heard a few days before that they were supposed to get a new dorm mate. He was getting pretty excited, hoping the new dorm mate would get along with him better than the others. He had just gone downstairs, having already finished his classes for the day, and instantly Dalton had started arguing with him again over stupid stuff. He couldn't help arguing back until he heard the door open. He looked back, getting ready to great the new dorm mate when he noticed that their dorm mate was a frail, skinny woman with green eyes and sandy blonde hair that covered the left side of her face. Her expression was emotionless and she didn't speak a word. "Woah! Our new dorm mates a chick!" Dalton exclaimed, just as surprised as Abel was. "Hey, how's it going?" Abel grinned at her, though gained no response. And from that day on, their lives would never be the same. End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga Shibuya Birthday To the release of PlaChe 24! Kanpai! Did anyone else enjoy it as much as I did? I heart PlaChe 4eva --Tsukihime333 (@yahoo.com, if anyone wants to contact me ^_~) when you see /.../ it means it's thoughts ~ Shibuya Birthday ~ Hitomi sighed as she twirled the coffee stirrer absent-mindedly. She sighed and pulled out her cell phone. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed the waitress reluctant to approach her. She smiled at the waitress. The waitress nodded, then quickly went back to work. /Arrg, this is so pathetic, waiting for Rica like this.../ The scene she was placed in did make her seem a bit pathetic. She was sitting alone at a booth, with only her small espresso in front of her. Not to mention that it was one of the hot new restaurants in Shibuya, and people kept looking at her funny. "Poor girl, she must be getting stood up..." one girl whispered to another as they passed by her booth. "Probably, and at such a nice place too..." the other one replied, then they giggled. Hitomi shot a dirty look in their direction after they passed /Rica! It was your idea to see a movie this afternoon! Mou, I knew we should have met at the theater!/ Hitomi opened her cell phone and went to the PlaChe site. /I wonder if it could show me where Rica is...?/ Hitomi giggled quietly, and typed in 'Location of Rica Kagura'. PlaChe immediately came up with the results. There was a black and white map, and a purple dot was blinking on the map. "Aa! The purple dot must be Rica!" Hitomi exclaimed. "Your date?" the waitress asked, refilling Hitomi's cup. Hitomi was startled, and she started waving her hands to clear any misunderstandings "Uh, uh no! Just my friend! And I was using PlaChe to see where she was!" The waitress smiled, and looked over Hitomi's shoulder "Aaaa, so this is PlaChe, huh? I've only heard of it, because I haven't been able to afford a phone." Hitomi looked away from the cell phone screen, and looked startled at the waitress "Wow, you are the first person I've ever met that doesn't have a cell! How do you get by in Shibuya? It must be difficult!" The waitress smiled "Well, it is difficult to get by, but with today's pay, I'll be getting a top of the line cell! Have you heard of the 'Katakoto 10000'?" Hitomi gasped "Yes, I have! Those are really expensive! Is that the brand you're buying?" The waitress nodded happily "I've been saving for about a year now, and I hope that the 'Katakoto' is still top-of-the-line." Hitomi nodded "I think it will be top-of-the-line for a while, but the 'Katakoto 5000' is less than half the price with almost the same power! I think it would be more reasonable to get that." "But I want the best possible system for myself, so I think I'll go for the 10000." The waitress reasoned. "But everyone says that the 10000 is a rip-off." Hitomi sighed "Oh well, if you have been saving for a long time, it would be worth it for you. It has been the best for over a year now, so it will probably be in style for a while." The waitress nodded "You might want to tell your friend that the 5000 is getting old. I hear in a while they will discontinue it." "You're right. Speaking of my friend..." Hitomi looked back to her cell "Aa! Rica is...here?!" Since Hitomi's seat was right in front of the main window (so Rica wouldn't miss her), she looked outside. "Strange..." Hitomi sighed. "Hmm?" the waitress asked. "PlaChe says that she should be around here" Hitomi said, motioning right out of the window. "Is it wrong?" the waitress asked "No, it can't be! PlaChe is never wrong!" Hitomi said, defending her beloved site. "Well, see if Rica's dot moves." The waitress kindly suggested "Oh, good idea" Hitomi smiled, as the waitress left. Hitomi turned her attention fully to the screen, but the purple dot never moved. /Maybe I have the wrong street.../ Hitomi thought, moving the map /No, she should definitely be here.../ Hitomi sighed, and closed her cell phone. She motioned for her check, when all of a sudden, a large group of people, led by Rica, burst out of the doors leading to the kitchen at the back. Behind them, a chef was wheeling out a large cake. "Rica!! What's this?!" Hitomi asked, getting up, and running to Rica. "Well, sine you don't have a man, I figured your best friend should do something for your birthday!" Rica laughed, grabbing Hitomi's hand. "Ara? That's today!!" Hitomi asked, surprised. "Yes!! Happy birthday, Hitomi!!" Rica cheered, and the group behind her cheered as well. "Waaa, all this for me!" Hitomi cried "Thank you Rica!!" she exclaimed, hugging her friend "But who are all these people? I don't know this many people!!" Rica laughed "I asked PlaChe about all the people you have met in the past year, and these are them!" Hitomi looked around, and noticed everyone. There was the SheMusu fanboy, the girl she mixed up weight-loss programs with, the young-looking pregnant woman and her husband, the lady with millions of hits on her site, several Kenichi's, Kanae and many more people from school and other places. Hitomi's eyes welled up with tears "Minna, arigato! I--" Rica and Kanae placed their hands over Hitomi's mouth before she could continue. "Everyone, please help yourself to some free cake!" Kanae politely announced. "It's the main reason most of them came, so..." she said aside to Hitomi "Ano, not to be rude to you or anything, but who could turn down a free party and cake!" "Yeah, get some. And since we rented out the place for the night, let's party!!" Rica yelled, and the crowd cheered. "I'll hang around too." The waitress smiled, placing several plates at the table Hitomi was. "Aa, I don't want to stop you from getting your phone!" Hitomi insisted. "That can wait, because tonight's a party! I'm just gonna change and get my paycheck, so excuse me!" she laughed, and ran to the back kitchen. "See Hitomi? You do know this many people! You've met so many people in the past year, and they all still remember you!" Rica insisted. "People really like you easily! You're so nice, Hitomi!" Kanae encouraged. "I guess I make a _Platonic Chain_ easily, ne?' Hitomi laughed. Outside of the restaurant was a young woman, who as watching the festivities intently. "So...that's her" the woman said out loud, even though there was no one around. She looked down at her cell phone, and typed in 'Rica Kagura – best at using Platonic Chain for helpful purposes' "A bit of a weird thing to be best at, but" the woman looked up "her 'helpful purposes' look like fun." She smiled, as she shut her cell phone and walked away. *P^*L^*A^*T^*O^*N^*I^*C^*^*C^*H^*A^*I^*N^* Cheezy, ne? Aw, I luv PlaChe anyway, so who cares. I'm being Rica for Anime North. I wanted to be my beloved Shuichi (from Gravitation), but he was too hard to be -_-. Rica's a nice second though! PlaChe is one of my fav anime, so I'm proud to be going as Rica. Ja nE, and I hope you enjoyed this tribute to PlaChe~heart Thank You For Your Support! End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga 1. Chapter 1 **Backyard Cemetery** By: Asagi Tsuki Summary: Kanata wants to beat Souun in importance Another ficlet of Sequence. It's still a sweet short piece like the previous one I made, so enjoy! This piece is also parallel to the previous one. It happened three weeks after Souun's death, but it's all fictional, since I've only read to the point where Souun died. Warning: possible OOCness. You're warned. And definitely shounen ai Disclaimer: I don't own Sequence – Magic of Courage **Backyard Cemetery** It was the middle of summer. Occasional cool breeze swept by, caressing the petals of the various flowers planted in the backyard, as well as the hair and cheek of a beautiful someone. That someone stood in front of a gravestone, and looked at the carving on the gravestone that displayed the name and time of death of the one buried underneath it. It was the grave of Komura Souun. "Titi? What are you doing there?" a voice called as the owner of the voice walked over to the someone who had been standing in front of the gravestone for a while now. He ran a hand through his messy light brown hair, and yawned a little, glancing over at the gravestone once in a while. "I was going to pay my respect," Titi answered as he put the small bouquet of flowers he had been holding onto the small altar where the incense pot was placed. He looked at the gravestone once again, and turned away. "It's three weeks already since that time," Kanata mumbled to himself. He took another incense stick from the package which he placed near the gravestone and lit it before he placed it inside the pot. "Time sure flies," he added as he stood up to stand beside Titi. "That's when you're happy," Titi said flatly. "Time doesn't fly when you're grieving," he added, remembering the first week since Souun's death. Time felt like eternity for him. "I know," Kanata sighed. He looked at the gravestone longingly, and Titi looked at him strangely. "What is it?" he asked when he felt Titi's stare on him. "I didn't know you like Sou that much," he commented, referring to the way Kanata looked at Souun's gravestone. He had only seen it once, far before he was sealed in the cross-shaped coffin, and far before he first tranced. "I don't," Kanata defended himself quickly. "I'm just kind of envious of him, and I want to beat him somehow," he trailed off, looking over at Titi who was still eyeing him strangely. "What's good of beating a dead person?" Titi asked as he shook his head. "Humans are strange," he added as he fiddled with the big white feather Souun left him when he died. "It's you who take things too literally," Kanata sweat-dropped. "I bet you don't know any idioms." "Heh, you're one to talk," Titi placed the feather under the incense pot so it wouldn't get carried away by the wind. "Why do you want to beat Souun? In what?" "Oh wow. You're smarter now," Kanata said nearly sarcastically, but quickly changed his tone before Titi noticed it and decided that frying him with his lightning was a good option. "I want to beat him in importance." "I don't know Souun's that important," Titi said matter-of-factly. "I mean, yes, he's good, but he doesn't really seem busy or something. He used to stay in the Island a lot." "That's not what I meant," Kanata sighed and shook his head disbelievingly. Titi could be so dense sometimes. So dense that it was a bit ridiculous. "So?" "I'll tell you, but you may not kill me," Kanata said, placing his left hand on Titi's right shoulder. "You're telling me to kill myself? I've told you that before, stupid," Titi shook his head and batted Kanata's hand away. "What is it?" Kanata smiled satisfactorily at Titi, and kissed Titi's forehead lightly as he said something softly. Then, before Titi could register the event that had happened in his mind and decided that injuring Kanata is not that bad of an idea at all, Kanata fled from the backyard. _:: Because I want to be more important than him to you ::_ **Backyard Cemetery** A bit sappy, I know. Some parts are strange, in my opinion, but other than that, it should be fairly okay and at least quite enjoyable. If you do enjoy it, please leave a review. Thank you. 2. Revised **Backyard Cemetery - Revised** By: Asagi Tsuki Summary: Kanata wants to beat Souun in importance This is the revised version of Backyard Cemetery. Hope you enjoy it. Warning: possible OOCness. You're warned. And definitely shounen ai Disclaimer: I don't own Sequence – Magic of Courage **Backyard Cemetery** It was the middle of summer. The bright sunray gave it away, and occasional cool breeze swept by, caressing the petals of the various flower in the flower beds placed neatly in the backyard. Someone stood in the middle of the backyard, letting the wind caress his cheek, and sweep his black hair and cloak. He was standing in front of a gravestone. A small gravestone on an altar that he built in honor for someone he used to love so much. He kneeled down and looked carefully at the carving on the gravestone he made. The gravestone that displayed the name and time of death of the one that died right before his eyes. It was the grave of the angel, Komura Souun. "Titi?" a voice called as the owner of the voice walked over to the someone who kneeled in front of the gravestone, and had been here for a while. "What are you doing here?" he asked as he ran a hand through his messy light brown hair and yawned a little, glancing over at the gravestone once in a while. It was three weeks already, but Titi insisted on staying near the grave, paying his respect whenever he could, and cleaned the altar from dust whenever some had collected around the altar. "I was going to pay my respect," Titi answered shortly as he took the small bouquet of flowers he placed by his feet and placed it on the small altar, near where the incense pot was placed. He looked at the gravestone once again, and stood up as he turned around, looking away from it. "It's already three weeks since that tie," Kanata mumbled to himself, looking rather regretful that he could do nothing for them at that time. He then kneeled beside Titi, took an incense stick from the plastic wrap he placed near the gravestone, and lit it before he placed it inside the pot. "Time sure flies," he commented farther as he stood up to stand beside Titi who was still looking away from the gravestone. "It does when you're happy," Titi said flatly, turning ninety degrees to look at Kanata. "It doesn't when you're grieving," he said, looking at him with sad eyes as he remembered the first week he passed since Souun's death. One day felt like an eternity for him as he cried day and night. "But I'm not that sad," Titi added quickly, trying to look strong though Kanata knew that he cried all the time since Souun's death. Rotte was worried sick about him as well, because the two of them always stayed in front of the room where Titi locked himself in whenever he cried. "It's alright to cry," Kanata said, patting Titi's head as he smiled at him. "I will definitely cry if my parents died, and Souun's like a father to you." "You don't know anything," Titi shook his head, batting Kanata's hand away and glowering at him a little. "Sou's more than that to me. He's a great friend, a caring brother, and a loving father," he said trailing off. "But it's alright, because Sou left me what is most important to him." Kanata smiled wistfully at Titi's words. So that's why Titi couldn't bring himself to hate Souun even after he was sealed inside the coffin by him. "And what is it?" he asked. "It's that feather," Titi said as he looked down on the big white feather that was placed under the incense pot so it couldn't be carried away by the wind. "When an angel dies, all that remains is the big feather that represents his soul," he explained. "Sou told me that once, but he didn't tell me that he's an angel." "I see," Kanata nodded his head, and looked at the gravestone longingly. Titi seemed to notice this, and proceeded to look at him strangely. Very strangely indeed. "What is it?" Kanata asked when he felt Titi's stare on him. "I didn't know you like Sou that much," Titi commented, referring to the way Kanata looked at Souun's gravestone back then. He had only seen that kind of look once, and it was far before he was sealed in the cross-shaped coffin, and far before he first tranced. He first saw it in Souun's eyes. "Wha- I don't!" Kanata defended himself quickly and almost hysterically. How come Titi could make that kind of conclusion? "Then? Why are you looking at his gravestone like that?" Titi asked, a trace of sadness was found in his voice. Kanata didn't dare to dream. Titi probably felt sadness because he didn't want his precious Souun taken away from him by a human he had learned to trust—or at least that's what Kanata hoped. He probably didn't care about the fact that he showed interest in Souun, because he simply didn't care for him. Kanata sighed again, and Titi looked at him again, this time in a stranger way. "I'm just… kind of envious of him. And… I guess I want to beat him somehow," he trailed off, then looked over at Titi. "What's good in beating a dead person?" Titi asked as he shook his head disbelievingly. "Humans are really strange," he added as he looked at the big white feather Souun left him when he died. Was it really the most important thing to Souun? Or was there something else that was more important to him? "It's you who take things too literally," Kanata sweat-dropped and it was his turn to look at Titi strangely. "I bet my lunch that you don't know any idioms," he added. "Heh, you're one to talk," Titi snorted and smirked slightly. He then turned around again to face Kanata. "Why do you want to beat Souun?" he asked, and this time, Kanata couldn't sense that trace of sadness in his voice. "In what?" "Oh wow, you're smarter now," Kanata said nearly sarcastically as he smirked back at Titi, but quickly changed his tone and expression before Titi noticed it, and decided that frying him a little with his lightning was good option. "I want to beat him in importance," he said. "Importance?" Titi asked incredulously. "I don't know Sou's that important," Titi said matter-of-factly. "I mean, yes, he's good, but he doesn't really seem busy or something, as he stayed in the Island a lot with me," Titi stated, remembering the things that happened in the Protected Island long ago. "That's not what I meant," Kanata sweat-dropped and sighed. He shook his head disbelievingly. Titi could be so dense sometimes. So dense to the point he made Kanata wanted to strange himself or just commit suicide. "So?" Titi asked, looking at Kanata curiously. Kanata sweat-dropped again. Titi and Rotte are similar. No wonder Souun said the phrase the owner in the story said to Rotte to Titi. They both have great curiosity. "I will tell you, on one condition," Kanata said, placing his left hand of Titi's right shoulder. "You may not kill me when I told you what it is." "You're telling me to kill myself?" Titi asked back sharply. "I've told you that before, stupid. I can't kill you because it would be suicide," he said as he batted Kanata's hand away. "What is it?" Kanata grinned victoriously at Titi, and kissed Titi's forehead lightly as he said something softly to him. Then, before Titi could register the event that had happened into his mind and decide that injuring Kanata was not that bad of an idea at all, Kanata fled from the backyard. _:: Because I want to be more important than him to you ::_ **Backyard Cemetery** A bit sappier than the previous version, but I hope it's enjoyable. Since I took my time to finish this one, more detail was added, and there are events that I forgot to put in the previous version here, because I was hurried when I wrote the previous person. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this, and if you do, please leave a review. End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga The Bakery Girl Kosa-kun is back with another story! Yay! So, this is just a simple one-shot, not much to it. Just some randomness that comes to my mind around midnight. Its based upon the manga Pick of the Litter (aka Ikaihanjouki Hiyokoya Store) and its being written because I can barely find anything on this series online… sniff sniff So yea, its uber cute and I recommend I, but I do not own it. If I did I would jam it down peoples… ahem I mean I would release tons of information on it! Yea, Well, please read and review! Also, sorry if there is any OOC, I try! It's a ShiiXOC fic (yea, if anyone reading this knows what I'm talking about. Also sorry about the lack of detail of the non-original characters, I'm really bad at describing them… If you want I could send you pictures or you could try reading the manga!) * * * "Hello, is anyone here?" Shii walked into the small bakery near the edge of Yamato's capital, Genroku, and searched around for someone. He wore his Hiyokoya jacket, seeing as how he was on a delivery and still on the clock, and he carried a medium sized brown parcel. There was a great deal of fussing going on behind a curtain that was past the sales counter. A great deal of metal clattering could be heard, followed by a loud, feminine screech. Shii sweat dropped and called back, "Do you need some help back there?" The deep purple curtain was pulled back as a dust-covered young girl with shoulder length mahogany brown hair and lavender eyes appeared. "It's all fine, don't worry. Just a few… err, a lot of pans…" She began to quickly dust off her deep purple kimono and black obi. "I'm sorry about that Shii, did you need something?" She shot him a kind smile as she walked closer. "Actually, I came here on a delivery." He took the package and set it on the counter. "That's all of your order, I apologize for how long it took." "It came in! Don't worry at all about how long it took, it is a pretty abnormal type of flour. Sis is going to be so excited; she can finally make some of those cakes. I'll be sure to bring you by a piece when it's done!" "That's very kind of you Freesia but do not feel obligated, I am just doing my job." Shii smiled at her softly a smile that had been given to many other girls. "Tch…" She pulled out a scribbled piece of paper and began to sadly mess with the register as she counted out enough money to pay for the order. Finally, after counting it three times, she handed over the money and the paper which contained the bakery's next order. "Thank you so much for bringing it by. Would you like to stay for some tea or something?" Shii smiled again, but this one was directed at her personally. "I really would love to but if I don't get back to the shop soon, Mio will lecture me." Freesia smiled. "Well, okay then, but just wait a moment!" She quickly grabbed a small box and began to feel it with sweet smelling pastries and baked goods from the display case. After she was fully satisfied with what she had gotten into the box, she snapped it shut and held it out. "This is for you!" Shii seemed slightly flustered. "Thank you, but as I said this is my job and…" "This is a personal gift from me, Freesia, to you, Shii! I f you decline it I'll take it as a personal insult!" Freesia said as she leaned over the counter, inches away from him. Shii leaned in and closed the space between the two so it was merely an inch. "I suppose I can't decline a lady's wish." He took hold of the box and gently placed his lips on her cheek. "Thank you very much, but I really must be leaving." Quickly he turned and headed out, a soft bell tingling to mark his departure. "Awww, Freesia is so cute when she's blushing!" A young women with mahogany brown hair that reached just past her waist when pulled into a half-ponytail entered wearing a kimono identical to Freesia's except with inversed colors. "By the way, nice little mess you made back there." "Sorry about that Lav, I was trying to get a pan." Lavender smiled, her eyes which reflected her name began to glint slightly. "That Hiyokoya boy was by again I see. He may come by to see you often, but you will not win his love until he captures you by the lips." Freesia looked over at her sister, slightly confused but then she flushed bright red. "I already told you to stop teasing me!" "What, at least he's gone this time. I mean, I can so tell how much you want to cuddle up with him and…." "SHUT UP!" Shii laughed quietly to himself as he heard Freesia yell, "Lavender must be teasing her about something again, strange how she always seems to tease her excessively when I leave..." He slowly walked back to Hiyokoya; he was never in much of a hurry to return. At least he was able to relax when he was on deliveries, especially those that were near the edge of the town like the bakery or the time consuming ones like those to Genroku castle. He pulled back the Hiyokoya shop's entrance curtain and walked into the calm looking shop; not much was really going on today. There were a few customers whom Konohana was tending to, Satsuki must have been out on a job and it appeared that Riku was having a conversation with Saika, the welcoming cat. "I'm back, are there any more deliveries that need made?" Mio looked up from his special little Head Clerk area looking slightly annoyed. "Of course there are more deliveries! What took you so long anyways, and I didn't ask you to pick anything up!" "It was a gift; she wouldn't let me leave without it." Mio began to flip through one of the books he used to keep the shops profits recorded. Shii brought the money to the register and deposited it, waiting for him to continue talking. "Perhaps I should start sending someone else to take care of those deliveries." "There's no need for that, I'm fully capable of taking of those deliveries." Mio looked at him, a bit annoyed. "But it takes you extra time. I'm sure even Riku would be fully capable of taking care of that delivery." "I don't really take extra time; it's just a long walk along crowded roads." Shii held out the order form and Mio quickly snatched it. "We'll see, When this order comes in I'll have Riku deliver it instead. Now, here's the next order." "What if Riku gets lost?" Said person had finished his conversation with Saika and was listening to this one. "I won't get lost! I'm not helpless now!" Shii secretly glared over at Riku, why did he have to come in at that precise moment! "Fine, I best be finishing these deliveries." He quickly snatched the list and parcels from Mio and headed out. "Come back immediately after you finish!" Shii was finally outside and he took in a large gulp of air. "Of course he had to choose the next delivery… I was so close…" He sighed as he began to head to his first destination, his mind trying to find a way to make that delivery. He was not able to finish his deliveries until late into the night and he was worn. Mio had given him job after job after job… The shop was a bit more active now for everyone was back and closing up. "I hear you got your precious bakery deliveries snatched away from you." Satsuki was of course quick to point this out to everyone else. "You gonna find a new favorite delivery now?" Futaba quickly scribbled down something and held up his sign. 'Don't be so mean!' 'I doubt it was like that!' Shii smiled and began to deposit the last of the orders and money. "Thanks Futaba." Riku set a box down on the counter and went to sweep away some of the pollen from their seemingly never-ending supply of bug-eating plants. "What do you mean favorite delivery?" Satsuki smirked and quickly answered. "Well, Shii has always jumped to bring deliveries to that bakery, and he always takes an extra long time. He always comes back with a box of things that is apparently a gift." "She insists, I can't just refuse them." "And the time?" "She doesn't get to chat idly with anyone around her age often; it's just her and her sister working there." Riku stared at Shii for a moment as he paused in his sweeping. "I'm sorry about earlier, if I would have known then I would have played along. This isn't like the Genroku castle, is it?" Shii took off his jacket smirking slightly. "I guess you could put it that way…" Satsuki looked between the two, feeling like he was missing something. At this point, they were the only three left so Shii quickly switched to Japanese to continue, seeing as how horrible Satsuki was at it. "**The girl's name is Freesia, she's very sweet and clumsy but she always tries her hardest." ** Riku stood up from getting the last of the pollen. **"So, is there something serious going on between you two?"** Satsuki was greatly annoyed. "What are you talking about? Ugh! I don't know what you're saying!" He quickly pulled out his 'Yamotoan to Japanese' phrasebook and began his attempts to decode the conversation. "**Not yet, I've been trying to ask her out but the time hasn't come up. I had planned on asking her when I made the next delivery but…"** Riku leaned on the broom and sighed. **"Maybe you could get her to meet you? I'm sure that would be better then asking her out in her shop."** "Who are you trying to ask what?" Satsuki was frantically tearing through his phrasebook's pages. Shii looked up at Riku somewhat surprised. "Why didn't I think of that! How silly of me… Well, I have a few things to work on then, Goodnight." He quickly left to his room, a bit excited. Riku put the broom away and took of his own Hiyokoya work jacket. "Well, I'm done with my duties. Satsuki, you're the last left to finish so you get to lock up." Satsuki looked up from his phrasebook to see his younger brother leaving the room. "Wait…." Suddenly anger washed over his face. "THAT WAS A TRICK TO GET ME TO LOCK UP, WASN'T IT!" "You have the map, right! Do you need me to explain it to you again?" Ichiya had caught word of Riku's lone delivery and was treating him like a little child." "I'll be fine; I've been around there before, stop smothering me!" Finally, after five more minutes of arguing, Riku was able to get out and he quickly made his way to the bakery. "It looks like a nice place." He entered the bakery and began to look around. A voice echoed from the back. "I'll be right out!" Riku walked over to the counter to set down the parcel while taking in the place. It wasn't very large and seemed to be merely a take-out place. On the wall was a list of what seemed to be deliveries, each one had a check mark next to them. "Hello, may I help you?" A young girl appeared and quickly surveyed Riku. Disappointment washed over her face as she began to count money out from the register. "I'm Riku, Shii's younger brother." "I'm Freesia. It's nice to meet you, though I have heard about you." She smiled lightly but continued to count silently. She handed over the money as she closed the drawer. "Thank you for bringing this out." "No problem, but I also have this for you." Riku pulled out an envelope with her name neatly sprawled across the front. "Shii wanted to apologize for being unable to make the delivery and asked me to give you this." Freesia grasped it and blushed. "Thank you so much…" Looking up, she smiled at him brightly. "Would you like a cup of tea? Or perhaps you would prefer a bun?" "Thanks, but I'm fine. I need to get going before they send out a search party to find me!" With that, he was gone and Freesia began to tear open the letter. _Freesia,_ _I apologize for not being able to bring in your order; Mio finally got fed up with how long it took me to return. I want to speak to you, please meet me at eight o'clock tonight by the public garden's koi ponds. _ _ Shii_ Freesia had read the letter a number of times as she waited for the time to tick away and for Lavender to return. She had only two hours to wait, but time was ticking by superbly slowly. "Have a nice night!" Freesia smiled at the customers as they left and she began to pick up, glancing at the clock every few seconds. "I'm back! Man, those were some deliveries! They were all on complete opposite ends of the city! … Freesia, what's got you so worked up?" She had been packing up her purse and putting on a shawl. "Gotta go, be back later!" With that she had disappeared out the door. Lavender looked after her confused and then looked down at the counter. Seeing the open letter, she smirked and then continued to clean up. "Shii! Good evening!" Freesia smiled brightly when she finally found him. He looked up and smiled at her. "Good evening, I'm glad you were able to make it." She brought her eyes to his; waiting for him to continue. "So, what is it that you wanted to talk to me about?" Shii scratched behind his head as he thought about how to word his thoughts. "Let's see… Well… What do you think of me?" Freesia blushed as she looked towards the water. "Umm… You're very kind and handsome and well…" She looked up with bright red cheeks and looked straight into his eyes. "I really like you!" Shii raised his hand and placed it on Freesia's cheek. "I'm glad that's how you feel." He moved his had to her chin and placed his other hand at her waist, pulling the two closely together. He gently placed his lips on hers and kissed her deeply. After a few moments, he began to pull away but Freesia pressed her lip tightly against his as she returned the kiss. Finally, the two separated out of necessity for air. "Sh…Shii…" Freesia snuggled up into his neck. "I really like you too." Shii smiled down at her as she pulled away to look at him, smiling brightly. "I guess I won your love!" "Was there some type of competition I was unaware of?" "Just forget it. It's kind of cold out here, do you think we could go somewhere a bit warmer?" Shii smirked. "Sure, if you don't mind meeting my family and being introduced as my lover." Freesia quickly pecked Shii on his lips as he began to lead her towards the Hiyokoya store. * * * So, there it is… Ending kind of sucks so yea, please read and review! End file.

Misc. Anime/Manga, Romance

Fanfiction

Misc. Anime/Manga 1. Chapter 1 **Pardon me for posting a story before finishing the first one, but I want people to read and review what they think of this so far. It's half by an awesome friend of mine. It WILL be revised and edited in the future, but I need to give some support to my buddy about it. Thanks!** One random day, Taro petted Kigai on her head and told her, "I'm going to be gone for about a week because of my job. Now, I want you to behave as best you can for Kyoku while I'm away. Do you understand?" Kigai shook her head and said, "Yup yup yup!" In her mind, he wasn't going to be gone for more than an hour. But, then again, her mind isn't usually focused on time, if on anything at all. She just smiled at him as he walked away into his spacecraft. Taro once more looked at his most valued possession before flying into space. You see, Taro is her legal guardian, aka her father. He had messy, short black hair and all-black attire. He wore sweats and a hoodie. And Kigai, being only sixteen, had long and beautiful hair and wore jeans and a T-shirt. She had a special beaded bracelet that rested on her left wrist. A lone orange cat slunk down the porch stairs and sat next to the lonely girl. "You do realize that you have to listen to me until he gets back. Not that I try to keep you out of trouble all the time anyway." He glanced at her face and saw she wasn't paying any attention. _'Why did I convince myself that you heard me?'_ he thought. She suddenly whirled around. "Zakku-san!" Running in that direction, she stopped a few feet away from the figure, Kyoku trailing after her. "Taro-sensei?" Zack was her best friend and the most sincere guy she'd ever met. The figure politely bowed to her, then asked, "Excuse me, beautiful maiden; you wouldn't mind answering a question, would you?" Kyoku stepped in front of Kigai. "Yes she does. Now leave." "You are a bossy little cat aren't you?" he laughed. "Now see here, I am protecting her from people like you! Now leave or I'll make sure Master Taro will finish you off." He laughed again. "Oh really?" He picked up Kyoku by his loose neck folds and stared him in the face. "I wouldn't suppose the young maiden would mind if I stayed a while longer?" He looked to her. Kigai nodded her head. "Sure you visit now. House is this away." She pulled on the stranger's arm towards her mansion of a house. When they entered the front door, she said, "Zakku-san be here momentarititally." "Don't you mean momentarily?" "Das what said." She paused for a second. "Who you be?" He smiled. "My name is Karasu, my dear." He gave a quick bow and kissed her hand. When she blankly stared at her hand, he said, "That's what friends do. And what might be your name?" She giggled and answered, "Me is Kigai," then kissed his hand as well. She giggled again when he petted her head like Taro and Zack do. "Now, my dear, who did you say was coming over?" Karasu asked, still holding her hand. "Zakku-san! In few minutes. Wanna eat?" Karasu locked their eyes together. "I am a little hungry. Can you show me your bedroom?" While she was thinking, he taped Kyoku's mouth shut and shoved him in a drawer. She nodded and he chuckled. The two headed up the stairs and down the narrow hallway, stopping at the closed door at the end. "After you, Kigai." "Arigato," she thanked and opened the door. "This is my room!" Her arms were spread wide for her introduction when arms wrapped around her from behind. Claw-like fingered clutched her shirt. Karasu is Zack's mega enemy because he had been previously attached to his wife, Aigla. "Take your clothes off," he whispered in her ear, also already doing so. Kigai took hold of her shirt. "Okay. Dat what friends do, too?" she questioned him. He responded, "There is nothing I'll ask you to do that friends don't do. Just do what I say and I promise I will never hurt you." He helped her remove her shirt, then slowly unbuttoned her jeans. She did as she was told and slipped out of her jeans to expose her bra, panties, and bare skin. Her friend untied the cloak that had hung around his neck and had started to remove his shirt. White, marble scars covered most of his body and seemed to glisten in the moonlight through the bedroom window. "Lay on your bed," he ordered while moving closer and throwing off his hat. His muscles rippled and stretched as he pressed his palms into the bed on either side of Kigai's body. His face inched closer to hers until their noses were touching, then one hand caressed the side of her face. Her fragile heart was pounding furiously by the time his hand had reached her cheek. The sweet scent of his breath filled her sensitive lungs and warmed her lips. Then, suddenly, she rolled out of bed and bolted out of the room, leaving Karasu alone. At the front door, a shirtless man wiped his forehead. "Sure is hot in this dang house," he complained. He heard thudding footsteps then saw his friend leap clear across the living room and tackle him. "Me wuv Zakku-san!" Kigai exclaimed at the top of her lungs. "Yes, yes I know, Kigai. Please get off; your oversized bust is crushing my lungs." He laughed when she kept hugging him. "And why in the world are you stripped down to your underwear?" Just then, Taro walked through the door muttering something about the mission not starting until morning. Taro froze in place, staring at Kigai and Zack and their lack of clothes. "W-w-what are you doing to my little girl?" Zack frantically waved his hands. "You don't understand! This is NOT what it looks like, I swear!" "Hi Taro-sensei," Was all Kigai had to say. "ZACK LUKOS!" 2. Chapter 2 Aigla impatiently tapped her foot against the hard-wood floor. "Where in the world have you been?" The room had been dark and still, with Aigla waiting in the living room chair, until her husband walked inside, then she flipped on an eerie lamp beside her. Zack had nearly jumped to the ceiling from shock. "Hey, Aigla. What's going on?" He spotted his two sons on either side of his wife with worried expressions. Well, Kaji was worried, but Kozu had a look that said, "Ha busted!" "Okay, kids, give your father a quick good night hug, then off to bed." Kaji came up first, hugging Zack, and whispered in his ear, "Don't worry, Dad, I think it's just that time of the month." He scurried away to his room, unsure if his mother had heard him or not. Next was Kozu, who whispered to Zack after a hug, "You should have told Mom where you were going. You are so busted." He followed his brother. Zack gulped and turned back to his wife. "Did you want a hug too?" he joked. When she didn't respond, he lowered his arms and ran a hand through his hair. "Look, I can explain—" "And that's exactly what you are going to do. Someone called a few minutes ago telling me that you were NOT on a mission." Her scowl darkened as she made herself remember the words that were spoke from the other end of the telephone earlier the evening. He flinched at the tone of her words. "Before I explain myself, what are you talking about?" Aigla leaned forward in her chair and rested her chin on her folded hands. "Do you know the name Taro?" "Okay, okay! I know where you're getting at! Now let me tell you my side of the story." "No, no, I'm not done yet," she said. "He called me and told me that you were doing something that you should NOT have been doing! He told me that you were found with another woman other than ME! I do NOT think that he would LIE to ME, unlike SOME people in this house! Now, I want YOU to tell ME why in the FUCKING HELL you would be found with KIGAI instead of staying with ME!" Aigla had burst into a fit of tears while she talked. "I came back for you. I left Karasu to be with you. Karasu had never and would never betray me like this. And I would have never thought that you would." "Would you just shut up and listen to me?" Zack shouted. Everything became deathly silent, allowing him to continue talking. "I wouldn't ever do such a thing in my entire life, Aigla! This is what really happened. I have no idea why Kigai was in her underwear, but I was going to visit her and make sure that things were alright because I knew Taro would be gone for a week. As you should know, you can't leave people alone. I had to make sure she was ok. She looks up to me like that." He paused and lowered his voice to almost a whisper. "I walked into the house, but because it was so hot in there, I took my shirt off to cool down. That's when she came to hug me without many clothes on. And that's also when Taro had apparently showed up to see us the way we were. Please believe me." Aigla fell to her knees and into Zack's arms, horrified at what she had thought. 3. Chapter 3 "I shouldn't have moved too fast. I need better control over my cravings if I want to follow my master's orders." The servant made his way to the exit of the cave. He gazed upon the half moon in the darkened sky that had, just a few minutes ago, illuminated his toned muscles to a young girl. _'And what a beautiful girl she was with her—'_ "NO! I will not think about that!" He made a cut on his arm with a claw as a punishment. "Oh, who am I kidding? I can't help but think about her instead of the girl I was aiming for at the beginning." He paced around his cave in deep thought. "I'll see her again tomorrow night, after that Zack fool has left. Then, she shall be all mine!" A sharp, deafening sound buzzed in his ear, echoing through his eardrum to become a voice. "Have you succeeded in your mission to find your runaway?" The servant clenched his fists. "No, Master. But, I have realized a way to get her. I'll just need as much time as I need." "Hmm, very well. You have no more than seven days to carry out your mission. Good luck to you." The buzzing ceased and the servant was relieved. Taro, the next evening, placed both hands on Kigai's shoulders. "Now, are you absolutely sure that you will be alright by yourself?" "Hai, Sensei!" "And you know how to call the police in case you are in an emergency?" "Hai, Sensei!" "Good girl. I'll see you next week, then." He turned around when he reached his ship. "Oh, and by the way, please don't see Zack while I'm gone. It'll help with me deciding his fate with you. Bye." He flew away in his spaceship again, but this time for good. Out in space, Taro passed a hand through his hair. "I knew I couldn't trust him." Back on Earth, Kigai was petting her cat. "When Sensei come back?" Kyoku shrugged. "In a week. But, keep petting me right there, which feels so good…" "Hee, hee, silly kitty. Want kitty food?" Kigai scratched his belly, causing him to purr even louder, and brought him inside. She didn't realize, and neither did the spoiled cat, that all the lights had been shut off and all the windows had been shaded. Her pet had fallen asleep in her arms and she placed him in his carrier cage, thinking it was his pillow bed, and locked the gate. In the kitchen, a winged shadow slowly made its way into the next room, where its prey stood. "Pardon my intrusion, my dear," the shadow whispered behind her. Clawed fingers brushed through her scarlet hair. Kigai turned around to come nose to nose, once again, with her stranger from the night before. His black wings encircled her body, sweeping her off her feet and carrying her to her bedroom. "We be friends again?" she asked almost excitedly. Karasu grinned and released the girl onto her bed. "You are quite right, my dear. You know what to do." Kira and Nick, Zack's sister and friend, after having had dinner at their favourite restaurant, were driving home. Kira tapped Nick on the shoulder and asked, "Honey, could we stop by Kigai's house before heading home? I want to make sure she's alright with being alone." Nick kissed her hand. "Sure; I don't think it's right to leave her like that either." Dashing as fast as possible through the village streets, Zack hoped nothing had yet happened to Kigai. "Something has got to be wrong. Why does that idiot trust her to be alone when there are dirty creeps out at night that can break into her house? I bet that's what happened to her." His cell phone vibrated in his pocket and when he took it out, he sighed. "I'm going to get in so much trouble when I see Aigla tonight." He guiltily pressed the decline button and turned off his cell. On his way, Zack had gotten caught in a thicket bush, after jumping over a brick wall as a shortcut, and had torn up his shirt. He discarded it to lessen the distraction it made. The thorns had also shredded his jeans, tearing the seam in the crotch of the pants and cut his belt buckle. The pants were now bouncing up and down in disarray and so he ripped the rest of them off, too. Zack burst through the front door, eyes scanning for any movement in the darkness. All was silent and quiet and there wasn't even a breeze from outside to rustle the curtains that were drawn over all the windows. "That's strange. Why would Taro do that? Unless it wasn't his doing..." He quietly snuck through the house in search of anything suspicious, when he heard a low giggle. "That must be Kigai." He crept up the staircase and down the hall to the close door to Kigai's room. She was giggling one moment, and then it stopped. Turning the knob, he peeked inside and, seeing nothing out of order, he fully opened the door. "Kigai?" His eyes chanced upon her naked, still body lying on her messy bed. Her sheets were thrown off. Zack hurried over to her. "Kigai! Are you ok?" He gripped her arms to shake her, but then saw her not breathing. "Stay with me!" He put his lips to hers and forced air into her lungs. Kira, Nick, and Aigla stood in the doorway, watching their husband, brother, and best friend kiss Kigai without hesitation. Aigla welded up with tears and ran back downstairs while Kira spoke up. "I have lost all respect for you, Zack." She got his attention and a response in a second. "Kira! Quick! Kigai may not make it much longer!" he spat. "She's not breathing!" "She looks alright to me," Nick said. Kigai was smiling up at her best friend, unaware of the problematic situation. "Hiya peoples!" Zack blinked twice in amazement. "B-but she was just...just a second ago..." Nick shook his head. "Not cool, dude." He walked away with Kira after she told her brother, "I don't even know you anymore." 4. Chapter 4 Zack, now wearing thick shackles around his neck and limbs, was chained to the wall of his bedroom. His corner had a food and water bowl, a heavy blanket, and a doggy bed. His corner was the farthest away from the barred window, yet faced directly to it. The sky taunted his captivity and made fun of his small cage. Zack hated jail. A booming voice rung in his ears three days after he was thrown in his cage. He hadn't heard anything but silence until then, so he got an instant headache. "Hey, dude, you got a visitor. You only get five minutes." "Hi, Zack," a female voice greeted him softly. Verde threw herself on him once the gate was opened for her. "What in the world have you gotten yourself into? I was so worried yesterday when I heard the news!" He cringed when he finally moved his muscles after three days of stillness. "Hey, Verde. Where's Ray?" She hugged him tighter. "He's back home resting. We never slept the whole vacation." "So, I'm guessing you are already informed of my situation?" "Yes, but I'm on your side." Zack looked at her when she got off. "What's that supposed to mean?" She smiled. "It means I don't believe that you are the kind of person that finds his other half, marries them, has their children, and tries to seduce an influential mental person." She laughed at his confused expression. "I agree with you that there is someone out there that is doing this to Kigai." He blinked. "How did you know I thought that?" "I'm not dumb, Zack. On the way back home, I noticed a large, black bird flying over our ship. I used my wolf eyes to see that it wasn't a bird, but a man with wings. I tried to remember who I know like that and all I could come up with was Aigla's ex boyfriend. I don't know his name." Zack sat and thought about it, saying nothing. "Then, I excused myself and use my wolf ears to listen to him. He said something about sharpening fangs for dinner on Saturday. I'm still disgusted about how crows eat. Ripping the flesh from dead bodies...yuck! Zack? Hello?" He just sat, apparently having fallen asleep. The guard came back to the cell and opened the gate. "Sorry, miss, but time is up. I'll have to ask you to leave." Verde said on the outside of the cell, "Take care, Zack," and left. 5. Chapter 5 The next night, around eleven o'clock, Zack awoke to a sudden realization. "Today is Saturday. Karasu is the black bird. Crows rip apart their food. He's the one who's been breaking into Kigai's house. Kigai doesn't even know what's going on. Karasu's coming back at midnight, like the other nights, to finish her off now that no one will interfere because I'm locked up. She's going to die in an hour!" He started to violently struggle against his chains to try and break out of jail to save her. A shockwave from the metal chains jolted his nerves. The officers watching the no-sound cameras laughed at Zack as they saw him struggle. Zack tried again, but got shocked with more volts than before. Anger blinded his thoughts and his hidden willpower took over and boosted his strength. "I WILL NOT ALLOW HER TO DIE!" The officers looked one minute away from the screen, and when they looked back, Zack was gone. They called for the alarms and search dogs to find him. "I want you to get anyone free to search for a tall, dark-haired male with electrical chains on his arms, legs, and neck!" Speeding down the sidewalk was a large, black wolf, trailed by clinking chains. He ran as hard as he could until a shock from the collar took him by surprise and he barreled over on the cold pavement. "I won't give up!" he growled. Another jolt pinned him. He roared and slammed the bracelets on his forelegs against the ground just right so the locks snapped off to free him. He did the same to his legs. A howl came from behind. The jail search dogs were hot on his trail and were followed by their human officers. Zack thought quick to leap on top of a roof to continue on his way. The dogs sniffed at the broken chains, unable to catch his scent to the roof before running off. Karasu greedily licked his lips as he bent over his victim's throat. "Stay very still, my dear." The black wolf jumped from rooftop to rooftop like a thief on the night. The search hounds had led the officers in the wrong direction because Zack had thrown a shackle opposite from where he was going. His mission quickly took over his instincts and a lust for his enemy's blood filled his senses. Two sharp fangs hovered over delicate skin. An echoing howl ripped through Zack's throat as he charged at the top window of a familiar house. His paws froze to the floor when he encountered the smell of fresh blood. Holding Kigai in a loose embrace was the crow, poised over her in a possessive manner, with her blood smeared across the bed sheets, his mouth, and her body. Zack's fangs grew longer and sharper and he tackled Karasu with full force. "YOU BASTARD!" he shouted before he bit down on a crunchy wing. Karasu only cackled, apparently not in any pain. "I thought you were locked up, mutt. No matter," he added. "You couldn't save your delicious friend anyway! Hahaha!" Tears ran as freely as the blood the seeped from both of their wounds. His dear friend was now dead because of him. He could run fast enough. Her death was his entire fault. He opened his tearful eyes to find the murderer gliding away from the scene of the crime, escaping from his grasp once again. He limped over to Kigai, who was lying lifeless on the wet floor, and stared into her open eyes. He nosed her face, almost hopeful she would wake up. Glaring at her fatal wound on her neck, he absent-mindedly lapped at the spilled blood around her body, staining his teeth and fur. Just then, there was the cocking of a gun. "You better run before I find the trigger," his sister threatened. She was flanked by Aigla and Nick again. "Who would have known you would find a way out of jail just to come back here and kill her." Aigla then snapped. She shoved Kira aside, took the rifle, and fired. The bullet imbedded itself in its target, shedding more blood in the room. Zack staggered backwards and felt the wall under the window, his wounds pulsating to the irregular beat of his broken heart. I was his fault that an innocent girl is dead. His best friend and sister have turned their backs on him. His wife shot him with a rifle. And now he could see Ray and Verde holding each other in fright behind the doorway. He had to get away from them to prevent anything else destructive to happen. At the sound of Aigla reloading the gun with a loud click, the wolf threw himself out the window and blindly ran into the forest. On and on he ran until he finally tired enough to fall where he stood and felt the burden of his thoughts slip away from his fading mind. At this point, he had forgotten that he even existed. End file.

Misc. Anime/Manga, Romance, Supernatural

Fanfiction

Misc. Anime/Manga Twins of a Demon and Angel **This is based on a story I wrote when I was ten but did some MAJOR alterations cuz I can't remember much besides the fact that they were twins, the one raised by the angel was more like a devil, the one raise by the devil was more angelic and they were on Earth for some reason** * * * ><p>Alice was always naughty and mischievous, even for a human. So as an Angel she was some how down right a demon. Alice always said that they're exaggerating too much, maybe they were, maybe they weren't. But that doesn't change her personality at all, infact, if you punish her more she'll get back at you. Afterall, her father was a demon.<p> Maybe that's why she's in this situation. Alison was always annoying and nagging, and such a goody-two-shoes it made them sick of her. What in the world was her father thinking, bringing her back? Maybe he was the most sadist of them all and wanted to see them suffer by raping an angel and bringing back the child. Either way, it was making their head hurt. Maybe that's why they left her in who-knows-where without giving her the way back **Alice's POV** Why am I here? Okay, let's think for a bit. —**Flashback—** _So I didn't like mum's __boyfriend__ "friend" much. Wait, that came out wrong.I FUCKING _LOVED _THE DUDE! Man, you should should have seen his face went I took a permanent marker and doodled on his, I don't know, $15000 worth painting. God it was hilarious. So anyways, I was hiding behind the statue of him with me awesome ninja moves and was doodling on it, maybe that's how they spot me, huh?_ '_There she is!'_ '_Crap!'_ _Let's say I was surprised and knocked it down._ —**End of Flashback—** Oh yeah...now I remember. Okay, maybe I went a little bit too far, but I did it _tons_ of times before, what's the big deal? Frickin angels, they're the worse, saying that crap "Humans deserve the best they can get." and stuff. Angels are the most selfish without even realising it. They care about humans because if they're don't they might as well be called "devils", and they don't want to be called that. But what about humans? Frickin, stupid whatever-you-call-it. >But maybe I was rubbing on them enough to make them to abandon me here, which is I don't know where. Me, a 13 years old helpless, little girl, who hasn't even walk the Earth long enough to know what I should be doing with my future.<p> Anyways, I should start walking and find something about this place, a sign or something that shows what language they speak. Found one in English meaning, Hong Kong, England, America, Canada, Alaska, New Zealand, Australia or something. There's only English so I guess it's not Hong Kong (Chinese), New Zealand (Maori) and Canda (French). And it's not that cold so it isn't Alaska, meaning England, Australia or America. You know what? I'm not gonna worry too much. But why did I end up here? I wwanted to be in Tokyo with their crazy sci-fi technology, not in some place where they burned "witches" or invaded some desert. Geez, what were thinking "Get rid of the bastard child, for she has cursed us all!"? 'Stupid angels' I muttered under my breath. 'You shouldn't diss people!' said a voice so innocent so in that it made me wanted to puke. I looked at the direction the voice came from. It was a girl who looked strangely like me. Fuck. **Alison's POV** That girl was dissing angels! I always wanted to be one, they were kind and caring, not like thilthy, tainted demons. When she looked at me I could haved swore that she she was my twin until she said "D**mit." 'You shouldn't say such a rude word!' I scold her with my index finger up to make a point. 'What are you, my mum! Get lost! No one asked for your opinion!' How rude! 'Don't say such rude things to people you don't know! Don't you have any manners?' 'The f**k you care! Are you a stalker or some s**t? You d**n little goody-two-shoes, have you ever been told not to eavesdrop? Or better, not to speak to stangers incluing scolding?' Oh. My. Lord. Look at all that language! 'Look at all your trash talk! If you keep saying those thing people would look down on you! And I wasn't eavesdropping! I overheard!' '"Overheard" my a**! "Look down on me"? Like you?' **Genaral POV** The two thirteen-year-olds argued about eachother behavoir, not caring that people were staring at them then a man asked the person he was with. 'Hey, 'that 'lison and look-'like 'guing wit' 'chother?" 'Can't you say a sentence properly? And yes, it seems that way. Hey Alison!' The said girl looked up 'David! Why did you abandon me?' 'Oi! I didn't abandon you! You walked off on your own!' the other girl snickered at "Alison" 'Oh~ did little miss goody-two-shoes walked off without telling? What a naughty little girl.' She said shaking her head mockingly 'You're the naughty one! What about you? You're here by yourself.' She pointed a finger accusingly. 'Didn't your mama ever tell you it's rude to point? Or you didn't have one? Being raised by daddy because mummy got sick of you?' Alison raised her hand and slapped the other. 'That's right! Put all your anger out on me! Go on! Actions speak louder words, don't they? It'll show you're no better than me!' Alison had a shocked look on her face and fell to her knees and sobbed in her hands. Alice had her right fist to her left cheek and walked next to her. She looked down at the girl sobbing and had a sympathic smile on the face. 'You remind me of my mum, pitiful. Always trying to be the good one, the better one, the angel of all angels, even if I was a bastard child of the devil.' She walked forward with her head down. She bumped into the man next to "David" She looked up at him then hung her head down and kept on walking. 'Hey, David.' David looked at Jason 'What happens if what she wasn't a metaphor.' 'Who knows?' He walked toward the girl on the floor 'Hey Aliso－' Before he could finished Alison started running. **Alice****'s POV** Stupid girl, stupid selfish girl. I _hate_ people like her! I walked into an alley and leaned against the wall and let out hoarse laugh for no apparent reason. Soon I felt something wet against my cheek and I touch it gently, it was a tear drop and soon more came out. Why? Why am I so weak? Why was I the child and raised by a raped mother? Why did the demon have to rape her? I'm so weak and pathetic. Why do I exist? 'Hey angel,**(1)** why are you crying?' I looked up to see a demon that looked about my age, suddenly I felt furious. 'Shudup, demon! You blind or something? I'm obviously half!' 'Oh~ a half breed? Interesting...' I just stayed silent until I thought of something 'Hey, can you show me hell? Like, take me their? I want to know what it's like.' He tought for a bit then smiled 'Only if you don't act annoying.' "Annoying"... like how I ususally am? I nodded He opened a portal and when I was about to step in I opened my mouth and spoke 'Why did you follow me?' He was the demon I bump into earlier. He changed to what he originally looked like when I saw him. 'You looked like my friend's daughter, I want answers.' I smirked and ran out of the alley. I didn't care where I was going, I just needed to run away. I ran as far as my legs could take me, I wanted to get away from everything. I'm nothing but a daughter of a sick rapist, half-breed, who has nowhere to belong. **Alison****'s POV** That girl...why did she seem so familiar? '_You remind me of my mum, pitiful. Always trying to be the good one, the better one, the angel of all angels, even if I was a bastard child of the devil.'_ Aren't _I_ the one who was the child of the devil? I never knew who my mother was but I knew what happened to her, the reason I was born, but... _What if she was my _twin_?_ That...that's possible! I need to find answers and she has them! Then I saw a beautiful woman who ran towards me and hugged me even with teary in her eyes. 'Alice are you okay? I'm sorry! I wasn't think straight and–' ' "Alice"?' She looked at me in shock 'I am sorry miss, but my name isn't Alice.' She trembled and held my face in her hands then she cried more and held me tighter. ' "Alison" Right? That's your name right?' 'How do you know?' 'Because I am your mother.' 'Mother?' 'Yes.' She took a lock of my hair and ut it behind my ear. 'Have you seen a girl who looked like you?' I started crying 'M-me and h-er had a fight a-and...' 'Shh... let's look for her okay?' ... ... But in the end of the day we couldn't find her or the day after, nor could I find Jason and David so I stayed with her and was raised by her. I knew I never could replace her. Mother said I was more thoughtful than her then I remebered what Alice said to me during our first and last meeting '_Actions speak louder words, don't they? It'll show you're no better than me!'_ '_You remind me of my mum, pitiful. Always trying to be the good one, the better one, the angel of all angels, even if I was a bastard child of the devil.'_ She was also thoughtful **Alice****'s POV** I ran until I was on a bridge. How did I ran this far? My lungs feel like crap. I started walking. _What would happen if a demon or angel di_e? That came across my mind but I wasn't eager enough to find out. I looked a the landscape over the bridge the at the water. I saw a person there who looked broken, I reached out to her and she reach out for me. My eyes widened at the action. _Someone accepects and needs me._ I leaned over more to reach for her, she did the same, I still couldn't reach her so I leaned more. ... I fell. * * * ><p><strong>Okay... I rush at the end. But you would be too if you just wanted to write it out of your head and get on with your life!<strong> **(1) Lol, I was thinking of mychonny's "Hey angel, you duh SEXY."** **Reason why some words were censored and some weren't is because Alison refuses to show them.** **And if you don't get the end It's basically that the girl Alice saw was her reflection and she died at the end.** **Don't ask why I killed her, I don't know either** **-CluelessLeaf** **PS: I FAILED, I didn't even think of the personality right!** End file.

Misc. Anime/Manga, Hurt-Comfort, Supernatural

Fanfiction

Misc. Anime/Manga 1. Chapter 1 **When Adijia writes…** I'm in regular font, the ones that don't exist are **bolded ** **And to add to the confusion I'll start using initials of the characters talking. __________________________________________________________** How can they're be nothing to do on a _Friday_ night? Seriously! I need a boyfriend! Having just chased Wildstar25 and nudge out of my house only to discover that I was in a WoW slump, there was actually nothing to do. No new manga to read, no new comics, no new art, no new videos and even the internet seemed to have run dry. "God" I found myself muttering "It's times like this that I usually just give in and do something else… but I can't tear myself away from the damn computer!" Oh great now I'm talking to myself. Maybe I'll get over my writers block? I wondered as I opened up a blank word document and put on some music. Now to start this off… _"Did you say take over the world?! Why would you do that?!" I asked Hatori-the spawn of freaking Satan. "I think I'll keep that to myself" she joked. "Well then why would you even need minions?!" _**H: Wait, wait, wait. That doesn't make sense! **And here comes the usual critics. I tuned myself to listen to a figment of my imagination, this time Hatori, kinda funny getting yelled at by you. **H: Why would Ryuu be so freaked out now compared to the end of the last chapter!? **Well I want him to ask those questions, and I can't think of any better way to start this chapter! I told me. I held down the backspace key to eliminate the last 30 seconds of my work **H: What if Mitsu asked them? And you could always have them farther in.** I dunno It wouldn't fit right… maybe I'll try something else? **T: How about UF? You said you wanted to do pokemon next right? You've been thinking about it for a while, you must have something by now! **And now there were two of them. Great. "Prepare to be deeply disappointed." I yawned. "I wanted to, but I also think I need to make sue this one is from Hatori's POV, but I also don't want it in Hatori's POV." **T: that makes sence. **She rolled her eyes at me. "Oh shut up, you're a ghost kid with wings." I grimanced. "Umm, why are you talking to yourself?" My brother came into the computer room. "No reason…" I muttered. As soon as he left I grabbed my headset and plugged it in. **Y: Good idea, pretend you're on skype so you're not crazy **"I can't tell if you're being sarcastic or not, so I'm just going to ignore you." **Y: Well if you're not gonna write UF then how about a one-shot? Christmas is coming up and you owe us **_**two**_** stories. **"I'd rather wait until the holidays, but I'll give it a shot if you guys will leave me alone." "_Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, except Tsume who was wide awake watching Kingdom Hearts videos. "Bahumbug, I hate Christmas, all everyone does is cut down trees and sing songs. Be sides I'm freaking jewish!" Tsume grumbled………" _**T: Um why did you stop?** "I dunno I just don't think I can write this in November…" **H: Fine, then write something else! Don't you have that thing about Ryuu's school? Work on another chapter of that! **"Bleh" **H: I can't believe I'm based off of you… T: What about that detective thing you were working on? **"Wildstar25 told me it was _very original_, in the most sarcastic voice I've ever heard. And Nudge told me to write it somwere else." **Y: What are you eight?!? If you wanna write it, then write the damn thing! **"I think I'm being bulied by figments of my imagination…" I muttered to myself. Then it hit me. "I've got it! I know what I'll write!" "_How can they're be nothing to do on a Friday night? Seriously! I need a boyfriend! Having just chased Wildstar25 and nudge out of my house only to discover that I was in a WoW slump, there was actually nothing to do. No new manga to read, no new comics, no new art, no new videos and even the internet seemed to have run dry………"_ ________________________________________________________ **No joke; this is how It usually goes when I write fanfiction. Kinda sad really.**_** **_ 2. Chapter 2 **H: What are you doing?** "Mm…" I mumbled, only half listening to the voices in my head. I was paying way more attention to the episode of criminal minds playing on my computer screen. **H: I said **_**what are you doing?**_** Don't make me bring out every character you've ever written about to bug-** "Don't you think that Reid is just the cutest most socially awkward nerd ever?" **H: What?** I tore my eyes away from the screen for a minute to look at where Hatori's voice was coming from. I saw a miniature Hatori sitting on the shelf. She was looking at my face with an awkward expression. Of course what she saw was a kid in their pajamas who really needed to take a shower. **H: So just because it's March break you pledge not to accomplish anything? And not to shower?** "I do shower, but I just don't want to right now and as for not doing anything have you seen what I'm working on in my room? **Well she has a point, they are pretty cool…** Well that was a new voice. A male voice too. "You're Jake right?" I asked my little figments **H: Who?** "Jake, he's part of that other series I'm working on." I answered. **J: I'm some guy who lives in some city, nice to meet you.** **H: I'm the spawn of Satan; I live in Vancouver and eat puppies.** Jake gave me a worried look. "Don't worry, she's kidding. Well, about the puppies part anyway. **J: Wow, that's a far cry from my story. Sure we've got like one ghost and a mob fight, but you're something else!** **H: I'll take that as a compliment and won't melt your face.** "So you two can catch up while I get back to the physics magic that Reid is doing." **H: Not so fast writer lady.** **J: Aren't you going to the mall today? Shouldn't you get ready for that instead of wasting away in front of a computer?** "Mm… Why don't I ever come up with socially awkward characters who don't yell at their creators?" **H: Mitsu, J: Cobalt, H: Lucifer, J: and that kid from the cyberspace story you never got around to starting.** "You know what I hate about this, the fact that I'm arguing with myself. Also the fact that I'm losing." **H: You're just full of fail today aren't you?** **J: I can't believe you came up with us! H: I know right!** "You know what would be awesome? The ultimate cross over. It would have CSI, Lie to me, House, The Mentalist, Black jack and Criminal minds!" **J: You just listed a bunch of TV dramas and one anime, seriously! How does that make sense! H: Don't let it get to you; she's just trying to distract you!** "Thank god you two aren't in the same series, there would be no interesting things that would happen. Unless you two worked together, but then there's no comic foil, unless there was another character-" **J: God is stories all you think about?** "That and TV dramas." **H: You are a waste of being!** "Thanks for the vote of confidence, you guys are great." **H: That's what we're here for.** **J: Now if you're done with this little internal conflict and have your morals cleared up, you really should go take that shower.** End file.

Misc. Anime/Manga, Humor

Fanfiction

Misc. Anime/Manga A Restful Place Based on a pixiv image of the same name ("安らげる場所" by 涼風つばさ). Well, sort of. My attempt at a fanfic of a Fujiko Fujio work. Specifically, Perman (パーマン). Or Parman... whatever you romanize it as. **A Restful Place** Perman should have known that even in the wee hours of the morning, crime never slept. Now, he could never get a good night's sleep and even when his teachers and parents ask him why he's always so tired, he just left them at that and never gave an answer. Occasionally still, he used "bad dreams" as an excuse but it was beginning to get old. Anyway, as Perman opened the large, sliding glass windows of his bedroom, he quickly discarded his gear and changed back to his pajamas, now as plain Mitsuo Suwa. "Finally!" he said plopping on to his bed. "I can sleep..." Then he heard a knock on the glass of his door. The universe was out to make him miserable, he had known that already. He couldn't help but groan in his pillow. Who in the world could it be now? "No. 1? I must talk to you..." It shocked him to hear the familiar voice of his master and one of the supermen, guardians of the universe, Birdman. Did he do something wrong today? Was he going to be lectured? Then it occurred to him if he really was there. He turned around and he did saw him standing, his one hand still knocking at the glass. "No. 1, please..." He then noticed his voice sounded to have a bit of sadness in their tone. It did not sound like he was out to berate him or anything. "Birdman?" he said when he sat up from his bed. Curious, he let him in, Birdman entering his room as soon as the doors were opened. "Birdman, what is it? I can't take any more missions, I'm too tired..." "No, no. It's not that, I just..." Birdman dropped to his knees on the floor, surprising Mitsuo. Mitsuo then thought he heard something of a whimper come from him as his head hung low. It was so unlikely that it was beginning to put him off. "N-No. 1... Mitsuo..." Now he just uttered his real name, too? "Birdman, what's wrong?!" he asked a bit too loudly. "I..." Birdman trembled. "...I have failed!" he exclaimed, looking at Mitsuo revealing his eyes to be now full of tears. "Failed...?" Mitsuo drew back though unintentionally. Birdman's sudden burst of emotion was something new so it was expected. "What do you mean?" "He was so young... The look on his eyes when he..." unable to finish, he shut his eyes and emitted an angry growl, "How did I go wrong?!" "W-what? Birdman, just tell me what happened! What are you talking about?" Mitsuo asked frantically. Letting up, Birdman began to explain. "Though not as often anymore, I still have a few missions here on Earth, saving anybody who needs help. I help them just as much as I help others within and outside the galaxy." "I know," Mitsuo interrupted. "And you do such a good job of it!" "Oh but that's where I'd doubt!" he stated, starting to break down again but stopped himself. "A young boy, younger than you, had gotten lost in a deep dark forest and it had been three days. His mother pleaded to have him back safely but she also said to be very careful when handling him." "What did she mean by that?" "You will see..." he paused, in deep thought for a minute, "Now, what his family simply thought was that he just wandered deep into the forest. What they didn't know was that he was actually abducted." "Abducted? You mean kidnapped?" Birdman nodded. "By who?" "Criminals hiding out in the forest," he answered, causing Mitsuo to gasp. "But when I saw that the thugs had already tied him up and gagged and were about to place him in the back of their car, I didn't have time to ask them why they have him and what were they even doing before. I just knew that I just _have_ to save that child. "They brought their guns out and I knew that they were either going to try and shoot me, or threaten to shoot the child. So I rushed to the man closest to the boy and punched him along with the other guy who also pointed his weapon at me. And as soon as I knocked them out, I untied him and began to carry him back to his family." "Way to go, Birdman!" Mitsuo cheered. "But I don't see where it went wrong." "I thought the same thing. At first, I was holding the boy in my arms, then I heard more guns coming from behind me. There were more of them!" "Oh no!" "I couldn't fight them, the boy was with me! I ran as fast as I could... I heard the engine of their cars starting so I ran faster..." Mitsuo had sat down on his bed by now, clenching on his sheets. "I felt the boy clutching to my chest and beginning to breathe quite fast. I tried to calm him down. "I told him, 'Don't worry; you'll be with your mommy and daddy soon!' I looked back... They were catching up to me!" Mitsuo could only imagine what that would've been like. "The guns never stopped shooting. I was afraid they were going to hit one of us!" "Then why didn't you fly away?!" "_Mitsuo_!" Both gasped when they heard someone shout. It was Mitsuo's mother. Birdman hid under the bed while he just looked on. Then he saw the door open and his mother's tired and annoyed expression could be seen on her face. "Mitsuo, why are you still awake? It's _very _late!" "I know, Mama! I'm sorry, I was just..." "And why is your window still open?" "Um... I was letting the mosquitoes out!" he lied. "Yeah, that's it. They were keeping me up... I think they're gone now." He laughed nervously before finally closing the windows shut. "Mitsuo, just go to sleep now... No excuses," the mother said, heavy lidded. "I will Mama," he said as his mother shut the door, leaving him alone; Except for Birdman who had now crawled out. "We might have to keep it down, Birdman. We might wake everyone up." "I understand... Maybe I'll just... leave." "What?!" Mitsuo quickly brought a hand to his mouth, refraining to shout. "But you haven't finished telling me the story!" he whispered. "I don't know if I could bring it up any longer..." "Please, Birdman? I think you were asking for my help when you got here and you looked very sad, you even cried... I wanna do something for you. But you have to tell me everything first." Birdman had forgotten how the boy could have such a good heart. Clumsy and stubborn he could be, he was constantly reminded why he wound up becoming Perman #1. "My, you are stubborn. Fine, now I remembered you asked me something..." "I asked why you didn't fly away..." he reminded. "They were shooting at you, the guys..." "Yes, that's it! Well... this is where it begins. I actually _did _fly away. And flying away, I never thought of it as anything that could harm someone. They were just so close and they were still shooting and I had no choice but to take off with him still in my arms... I thought it was a good idea and the boy was safe." "What a relief!" Birdman could only guess how the innocent child in front of him would react once he revealed the tragic conclusion. "I flew down somewhere near the exit of the forest and I saw the mother coming to me and the child in my arms. At first, she looked so happy... Until I heard her cry out..." Tears dropped from underneath his mask down to his chin. "Birdman, what was it? B-Birdman...?" Mitsuo edged near him. "She said..." Birdman was afraid that he might scream the words right out of his mouth, and could cause a commotion in the household. With all the gathered strength in his emotions, he whispered the breaking words. Mitsuo couldn't help but let his eyes water. "'_Why... isn't he... breathing...?_'" Mitsuo's jaw dropped. Along with it, a tear flowed down to his cheek. "'What have you done to him?!' She kept asking. She became hysterical... She kept shaking him and shaking him and he never blinked..." "He... His eyes were still _open_?" Mitsuo asked, starting to fear. "He looked so scared... His body was so limp but the very last thing I saw... he was still so scared. His family rushed to his side and they began to cry... I couldn't do anything. I waited for one of them to attack me for..." he gulped a large lump from his throat before continuing, "...practically murdering their child!" "No, Birdman, no! It was an accident!" "But they were too busy," he continued still, ignoring Mitsuo's protest, "mourning for their son... S-so I flew away... without looking back. And up there, I began to regret, knowing I may never be forgiven by them." "Birdman... w-when did this happen?" "J-just a few hours ago... In another country where it is still daylight" "A-a few hours ago... Birdman, I... but, how did he die? How did he die by just flying?" "I was told by his mother to be careful... I wasn't told about the extent of what she meant by that. But all I could conclude was... the boy must've had a weak heart. He may have never experienced flying and I took off too fast when we lifted off the ground. The shock may have killed him and I caused it." "But...you didn't know..." "_I didn't know! Exactly!_" he knocked himself in the head, forgetting for a moment that he should be keeping quiet. "I didn't know... I didn't... " He lowered his head, refusing to look up, more tears dropped to the floor. "Please, Birdman..." he stood up and tried to calm him down with a comforting hand. "It's gonna be okay..." "I-I... Oh, _Mitsuo!_" He wrapped his arms around the boy and began crying as quietly as he could. "_I'm a failure...!_" he said. And he kept saying it, over and over again as he held Mitsuo tighter. "Birdman!" Mitsuo by now was bawling just as much. "You're scaring me...! Why did you come to me?" Birdman stopped for a while. He thought of what answer he could give him, but it wasn't the right time to lie about anything. Not that he was about to. He took a deep breath and wiped a tear falling from his chin. There, he began to do the unthinkable. As he ran his hand under his face, he started to unbuckle the strap keeping the mask in place on his head. "Birdman... _what are you doing_?" he asked in a soft but startled voice. As the strap on his mask hung loose on each side, he slowly lifted it off his head. Mitsuo gaped at the scene, the broken hero in front of him revealing himself to be... what he almost imagined what he might've looked like without the mask but it still shocked him an awful lot. "Mitsuo... my most cherished apprentice," he held the stunned boy's face as he said so, "As the closest one to becoming one of the guardians of the universe, it is only appropriate that I should tell you, there can be consequences to everything you do. Even if they are good things and you are trying to save a life. And though it may not seem like it, it's not uncommon for a superhero to be dealing with something like this... "I was... disappointed with myself. I was unprepared and I forgot that my actions would always have an outcome and not always an outcome that I hope for. I wasn't even able to face the poor boy's family and I just took off! So you, Mitsu... I mean, No. 1, must do better than I. As an apprentice, you must aim to be the master. You must be more prepared and you must plan things ahead... What you do so far, if you think is already hard enough, I just want to say to you; it _will _get tougher. As you grow along with your powers, so will your responsibilities and the dangers you have to face," he paused for a bit before noticing that Mitsuo still held the same expression the first time he removed his mask. "I hope you are listening to me." Mitsuo had been listening. His speech was as enthralling as Birdman's sudden unmasking. He looked him in the eyes the entire time. For the longest time, he was intimidated by this seemingly alien being that chose him to be the superhero that made him today only to find out how surprisingly... _human_ he was. But that will not change his respect of him and he was sure that by the next day, he will be his old self again. "Yes, Birdman. I understand." He felt for his face a dried tear and wiped it with a hand. "Good." He sniffed and like Mitsuo, he also wiped the dried tears on his face. He took a deep breath and sighed. "May I just ask one more thing?" "Sure, Birdman. What is it?" "Can I spend the night here? I think it might've taken more of my energy than it should have, trying to keep myself together and all." "...I-I guess so. After all, you came all this way..." he said. "Do you want me to lend you some pajamas or..." "No, that's okay." As quickly as possible, Birdman placed the helmet back on his head and fastened the straps. "It'll be morning soon anyway. And I'll be on patrol later." Mitsuo deflated at the fact that once again, he had failed to get a good night's sleep and it was true that morning would be a few hours away. He was very tired so he climbed back to his bed and under his covers. Birdman meanwhile, placed only his head beside Mitsuo's bed with his own arms underneath him for a pillow. "Are you comfortable there, Birdman?" "Yes, I'm fine here. Thanks for asking." "Alright. Good night." He then tried to close his eyes which he hoped would eventually bring him back to his nap. "Good night," Birdman said to Mitsuo and began to finally drift off in his own slumber. "_I love you_..." Mitsuo's eyes shot open. Had he heard right? But for now, he was too tired to argue about it in his mind. He had heard right and he could feel himself blush. His back being currently turned to Birdman, he decided to turn towards him, where he was seeing Birdman already snoring and drooling. He looked so tired and peaceful. And after all he'd been through, he certainly deserved his rest. Out of nowhere, Mitsuo decided to give him a peck on the cheek. He finally rested after that. Birdman's eyes shot open. The gesture was... surprising coming from the young man. He could feel himself blush. He saw Mitsuo, whose back was turned as soon as he crawled onto his bed, was now facing him. And he could see from Mitsuo's tired and peaceful expression as he slept, he certainly deserved his rest. What a good boy he was. Most of the time, at least. Then, he closed his eyes once more. ooOoo Rarely did Mitsuo wake up and see the sun rise with him. But for today, there seemed to be an exception. "I'm sorry... I think I woke you up." Mitsuo saw Birdman, already standing in front of him. "It's okay..." he said, "You'll be going now?" Birdman nodded. "I'd best be on my way... Thank you, Mitsuo, for letting me stay here." "You're welcome." Birdman approached to open the window but Mitsuo rushed towards him and opened it first. "You know you didn't have to do that." "I did it because I wanted to!" Birdman noticed a smile form across the young man's face as he said those words. It made him smile too, even amid the events that happened hours prior. "Anyway, I'll be seeing you around," he turned to fly away, "Oh and No. 1?" he said, turning around. "Yes?" "Our little secret..." he said, pointing to his own mask, "This doesn't change anything." Mitsuo laughed. "I already thought the same thing. Don't worry, Birdman, I won't tell!" Birdman let out a little chuckle. "Okay, No.1, you still have a job to do later, remember that. Alright, take care!" And with that, he flew off to the skies. "Take care!" Mitsuo shouted, waving to him. Birdman also gave a last wave until finally disappearing into the horizon. With everything past behind them, it's finally time for Mitsuo to get on with his nap... but then it occurred to him, that it was such a beautiful morning. Everything was still quiet... Birds are starting to wake up... Mitsuo fetched for his copy robot and pressed on the red button that is to be the nose once it morphed into a perfect replica of him. Which it did. "It's too early, I wanna sleep..." the copy robot moaned. "Good! Then I have a perfect job for you..." ooOoo Perman flew above the city, the sky in a beautiful shade of purple. Perman should have known that even in the wee hours of the morning, crime never slept. -**End-** As always, please review if you're out there! I hope I've handled the character's characterizations well, and they're not too OOC. End file.

Misc. Anime/Manga, Drama, Hurt-Comfort

Fanfiction

Misc. Anime/Manga Please don't take my sunshine away Grimm was so used to Spain that when he came to the United States, he nearly had a heart attack from how different the customs were. The food that they ate, the things they wore- Girls had shorts and pants that had writing on the butt, what the hell was up with that? What grossed him out a little, though, was the fact that adults still drank /milk/. Milk was for babies where he came from. The only thing people in his country used milk for was cereal and things like that- they never just purely drank it. He still wasn't used to all of these different things even after he'd been there for a few months. And as he sat in the library reading about the history of the US, he just shook his head in astonishment at what he was learning. Whenever he was bored, Kynareth liked to walk down the road to the library on the corner. Ever since he moved to the neighborhood, he found it to be one of his favourite spots and soon the ladies that worked there knew him quite well. He'd come by to help sometimes when they got new books, or when returned books needed to be put away. He would sometimes walk the isles and thumb the spine of a few before picking one at random and sitting down to read. Over the course of the years that he's been here, he's made quite a dent in the inventory, even skimming through the ones that didn't hold much interest to him. Today he heard they were getting some new ones, paranormal thrillers. It wasn't his favourite genre, but it sometimes made for a pleasant read. By random, he pulled out 'Night in the Garden of Good and Evil' before making himself comfortable lounging on the sofa by the window. There were only ever a few people here, and today it seemed more dead than usual. Besides himself and the stationed worker at the check-out desk, there was a mom and her daughter in the children's section, a teen on the computers, and a man around his age frowning into a history book. History wasn't his strong point at all, especially American history, but he was curious as to why that would be his choice. He certainly didn't look pleased while reading it. College student, maybe? He debated on trying to strike up a conversation, the man certainly held a rather unique appearance and he was sure he hadn't seen him before here. If he was indeed working on a project, he probably didn't want to be bothered... Kyn licked his lips and frowned, looking back down onto the page he was on. Grimm had put the book away that he was reading, sifting through some other stuff before going online for a while. He threw up his hands, standing up and huffing. The smallest things intrigued him and confused him. Looking around, he noticed a brunette man about his age sitting at a table and reading. He decided that since he was pretty much brain-dead for the day, he would go and sit next to him and maybe try and make a friend, as stupid as that sounded. He pulled the chair out next to the man and sat down, looking at him almost expectantly. "Question," He spoke. "Is it normal to tip waiters and waitresses here?" He was incredibly distressed over this. In Spain it was generally considered /rude/ to do that. And to pile your dishes on top of each other after finishing. But apparently that was considered 'good manners' here? "I'm Grimm, by the way." Kyn looked up, surprised to see the guy from earlier sitting beside him with a curious look on his face. The question caught him a little off guard, and he set his book down for a few moments. "Uh," he nervously scratched the back of his head. "Normal? I believe it is the law to. Since they make such low pay." His head cocked a bit, picking up an accent different than his own. "Why do you ask?" Wow, were his eyes really purple? They didn't look like it from a distance, but closer they definitely looked purple. "I'm from Spain and in Spain we do /not/ tip them. It's generally rude to." He swiped a hand over his face. "You drink milk, girls have words on their butts, you tip your waiters... I could go on a rant about how weird it is here." He sighed and leaned back in his seat. "What's your name?" The man had some seriously green eyes, and Grimm didn't dare take his own away from them. Kyn actually snorted at that, dipping his head to brush his hair back. "Yes, very different indeed." He looked back up. "Kynareth Fanacasecul, pleasure to meet you." He held his hand out a bit, though it was a bit awkward in their position. "When did you move here?" Grimm shook it, slightly embarrassed that his fingers were so bony while Kynareth's were so soft and... well, not bony. "Kynareth... Fanacasecul?" It sounded odd with his accent and it was difficult for him to say, but it was a fun name. "I'm studying abroad. Got here a few months ago. I'm here for about a year, so... 9 months left, about." He nodded. "You don't sound like you're from America either, though. Where are /you/ from?" Kyn smiled and crossed his arms on the table, leaning on them. "That sounds like fun, I heard Spain is a very culturally rich place." He tilted his head a bit, wondering what the man's hair colour was before it was that eye-catching aqua. "I am originally from Iceland, actually. My family needed a change of scenery after my father died, so we came here at my sister's insistence." He pursed his lips in thought, inquiring "What are you studying?" "Just... the history of this place." Grimm shrugged. "Not the library, but America in general. I'm starting to wish I'd chosen to go to Japan or something. They don't seem to be as greedy." He laughed quietly. "And I've always wanted to go to Tokyo." He looked Kyn's upper half up and down. "I've never been to Iceland. Never really thought twice about it, actually." He admitted. Kyn laughed, leaning back in the chair. "It is a whole lot of nothing, I assure you. Unless you are one for scenery and small towns, I would not suggest it. It is quite a beautiful place, though. A little lonely. I was born near Siglufjörður, in the mountains." He tilted his head up, smiling a bit. "Japan though, I hear it is mostly big cities and new technology and lots of people. The opposite of my home." "I'm not even going to try and pronounce that, oh my god!" He grinned. "I could sneeze and probably get it right. But yeah, I'd always heart it was kind of a whole lot of nothing up there. I've always been one for new things, though, and Japan has a lot of that." He leaned back in the chair, tipping it a little. "My mom wants to go there too. She's been all over the place, though. It's insane." He shook his head with that grin still plastered to his face. The brunette laughed along with him, nodding sympathetically. "It is a tough language, I know. But I probably could not pronounce anything in Spanish either. It was hard enough learning English, and I still cannot quite understand it." He watched Grimm's action, warning him to be careful not to fall over or the librarians would hound him. "Kai, my sister, she loves traveling as well. I think you two would get along well." He shrugged, tapping the table absently. "I actually hardly know any Spanish," Grimm admitted. "I barely know the basics. But I still got the accent, somehow." He rolled his eyes. "I know a few curse words every now and then, but my favorite thing to do is to- when something pisses me off or surprises me, I'll shout 'Fregadero!' and all these Americans will give me apprehensive or disgusted looks because they think I've said a really bad word in whatever language it is I speak, when in reality I've just said 'kitchen sink'." He smirked, leaning forward again. "Sacapuntas is another one I like to use for an insult. It just means pencil sharpener, though." He shrugged. "Your sister sounds nice, though. Anyone who likes traveling would be great." Kyn laughed at that, shaking his head and agreeing. "That is something I always hear from people who find out I was born in another country. They always say 'Say something in Icelandic, then!' or 'Teach me how to swear.' It is bothersome a bit, mostly when they do not believe me even after I have told them." He shrugged, though, glancing over a Grimm again with a sort of amused look. "I think traveling would be lovely, but I do not travel well at all. Vehicles, on the ground, in the water or in the sky, unnerve me to no end." He smiled a bit apologetically. "I bet if she ever met you, she would beg you to take her to Spain with you." He chuckled at the thought." "Oh, isn't that the worst?" Grimm nodded. "I mean, come on- the accent isn't enough for you? You can tell when an accent is genuine and when it's not." He shook his head, listening to Kyn talk more. Then he smiled. "And I'd probably take her. If that was alright with her family, of course. I've always wanted a little sister. I had a brother, but he passed away a couple years ago. But I've always thought that having a sister would be an... interesting experience." He chuckled. "A sister?" Kyn blinked up a him in momentary confusion, then he laughed and shook his head. "Oh, I suppose, if you would not mind her relentlessly flirting with you. She does not really even look like me at all, sorry." He teased lightly, fiddling with the bookmark in his page. "A brother, though? I am sorry. It is never easy losing a family member." He briefly thought about inquiring further, but figured he was intruding in personal information. "She'd flirt with me, huh?" Grimm smirked. "Nah, not this skinny guy. I'm not flirting material. Would she still flirt with me if she knew I wasn't into girls?" He laughed again, sighing a little. "As for my brother, though, yeah. It was rough. Especially on my mom. But we're fine, so." Kyn looked like he didn't know what to do with that information about Grimm not being into girls, so he moved on from that. He just nodded and patted the man's shoulder in understanding. A quick glance at the clock told him he was getting passed curfew and he jumped up, snatching his somewhat read book and walking over to the check out desk. "I have to get back home or my mom will send a search party." He explained over his shoulder and the woman behind the desk scanned the barcode of the book. "19 and I still have my mother breathing down my neck." He laughed, shaking his head in disbelief at himself. "Well, uh, hey-" He bounded over to him. "Talking to you was fun and I don't really have any friends here, so... Do you wanna meet up here again tomorrow or something?" He asked, scratching the back of his neck. "You seem nice." He looked at Kyn hopefully, maybe a little more desperate for a friend than he'd realized. Kyn turned and beamed at him. "Yeah, of course!" He picked up the book and cradled it against his side, shuffling his feet. "I shall see you tomorrow, then. Goodbye, Grimm." He gave the man a one-armed hug and made for the door, waving. Grimm didn't even have time to react to the hug before Kyn was leaving, waving at him. Grimm just smiled and waved after, absolutely ecstatic that he'd managed to talk to someone who was really nice and not to mention cute too. He went back to his apartment that night happy and feeling restless because of it, collapsing on his bed and not knowing what to do with himself. He was surprised that he was hardly able to contain himself- he hardly ever acted like this. The first thing Kyn did upon arriving home was call out for his sister and mom and tell them about his encounter at the library. His mother good naturedly told him not to get any ideas, but he only smiled and shook his head. Upon waking up the next day, he grabbed something quick to drink and left for the library, getting there not long after it opened at 9. He grabbed another book at random, A Dance in Fire, andsat downto read while he waited. Grimm and Kyn met a lot at the library after that, always planning to meet up on the days they weren't busy. Kyn knew a little bit more about the American culture than Grimm did, and he helped Grimm study, although it usually ended up with one or both of them getting stomach aches from laughing too much and too hard. After a few weeks of seeing each other at the library, Grimm finally mustered up the courage to meet him again with the intention of asking him out. When he got to the library that day, he sat down at the table he found Kyn at and smiled, looking over his shoulder to see what he was reading this time. "Hey, can I ask you something?" He asked, leaning his cheek on his hand. Kyn glanced up from his page in The Marigold Tragedy, and looked over at Grimm with a bemused expression. "Yes, what do you need?" He said with a small smile, placing the book on the table, cover up. "If it is about the book, say nothing, it is nothing like the title implies." He joked, leaning back in his chair. Grimm chuckled a bit, waving his hand. "No, no, it's not about the book." He tapped his fingers on the table, staring at them for a moment and swallowing. He looked back up at Kyn. "Well, look... I don't really know what exactly you're into, but I thought I might as well give it a shot because you seem pretty open-minded anyway." He paused. "I was just wondering if you'd like to go out with me some time? On a date, that is." He smiled, albeit it was a bit nervously. "A date?" Kyn echoed thoughtfully. "I have never been asked to a date before... sure, okay." He replied with a bright smile, folding his hands together on the table top. "Where? And what time would be alright? I am pretty much free, aside from the early weekday hours because I recently had to get a part time job- you remember me saying that, yes? Well, whenever then." He babbled a bit then shut up, just nodding and beaming. Grimm had to take a moment to process the fact that Kyn had said yes. He blinked a few times and stared at the man with a deadpan expression, then suddenly seemed to realize that he'd actually accepted his proposal that they go on a date. "Um," Grimm said intelligently, his face heating up a bit at the fact that he didn't know what to say. "There's supposed to be that little carnival in town in a couple days. We could go there. I know you probably wouldn't like the rides, but they have games and food and we should go on the Ferris Wheel." He hoped it sounded like a good idea to the other man. "Ferris wheel and carnival you say? I think I must accept, then." He grinned, leaning to rest his chin on his hand. "I think I went to a small one back home when I was younger. I cannot remember much, but there was music and dancing and brightly coloured costumes- they have that here as well, yes? And in Spain?" "Yeah," Grimm nodded with a smile. "Oh, god, in Spain we go all out. Seriously, we have festivals all the friggin' time. It's great." He ran a hand through his hair and leaned back. "It's hard as fuck for me to understand anything in them, though, because again- It's all Spanish." He shrugged, chuckling lightly. "It sounds nice." Kyn agreed, looking up at him. "Must be hard to get to sleep, though, if you lived anywhere near them. But to have a festival going on quite often... you must not have been bored either." He grinned at the thought, thinking it an interesting change from the frequent silence and solitude he grew up with. "I, ah..." Grimm scratched the back of his neck and grinned in what seemed like embarrassment. "Yeah. One time when I was bored, I knew there was a little festival going on in town so I went out to it. They have these girls that get dressed up in colorful dresses and stuff, and then they go out onto this stage that's set up there. There are girls dressed like that who dance all over the friggin' place during the festivals, but they had girls on stage, too. So anyway, one time one of the girls got sick right before their little show, and I had seen those shows enough times to learn how to do their dances. So I went back and offered to take her place, and she gave me her dress and I put a little makeup on and put my hair up and I was able to pass myself off as a woman for the time. It was fun as hell, though, and sometimes I just really like wearing dresses. That's probably a little weird." He shook his head. "Not at all!" Kyn laughed and shook his head. "When I was younger, my sister always complained about not having an older sister instead of a brother, so I would let her dress me up and do whatever she liked. It was fun, really, until she started trying to get me to grow out my hair and wear a bra." he laughed again. "She said 'You already look like a girl, why not be one?' Of course, she did not quite understand anatomy and biological differences. It was cute though, and I got to make her happy for a little while. Then she grew up, and my mother spoils her rotten." He sighed, tapping his foot against the leg of the chair. "But I do not think I would mind seeing you in a dress. It would be cute." He smiled. Grimm laughed after Kyn finished talking. "I'm flattered you'd think I'd be cute." He grinned and leaned forward. "But you-" he pointed at him, "-you would be quite attractive as a girl. And that's coming from a gay guy." He laughed again, scooting his chair back. "But I do have to go, I came down here today so I could ask you out. I'm supposed to be at a job interview soon. Tattoo artist." He winked. "I'll see you in a couple days?" "Of course." Kyn chirped happily, rising with his book in his hand. "Farewell for now, then." He leaned over to give the man a quick hug and light brush of lips against his cheek, then those and went for the door, grinning all the while. He wondered how his mother would react to the fact he had a date now. Boyfriend, technically? Would he be considered his boyfriend /after/ they had gone on the date? He thought about this on the way home, deciding to ask about it later. Grimm's face heated up even further at the feel of Kyn's lips just barely brushing over his cheek. Was this guy a tease? No, he couldn't be, he didn't seem like one. Even so, he really liked him and he didn't want to fuck things up with him. On the day of the carnival, Grimm showed up the front of the library that he said they'd meet at (obviously) and waited for Kyn. He brought whatever money he had on him at the moment so they could get food and tickets for the Ferris Wheel. Kyn met him on the day of the carnival with an eager smile and a small bag slung over his shoulder. Given that it was his first date and taking into account the location of the place, he stressed a little over his clothes. In the end, he ended up wearing faded jeans and a light blue wife beater, seeing as it was supposed to be a little on the hot side that day. He tugged Grimm onward with excited babbling and gestures. Of course he grabbed some money he saved up from his job just in case, the bag was for whatever they may need it for and he remembered to grab some water before he left. When the carnival came into sight, Kyn smiled and pointed, gripping Grimm's hand with his other one. Grimm was happy that at least /this/ was close enough to walk to. "I've never seen so many damn cars before in my life." He told Kyn as they walked. "Everyone usually walks everywhere in Spain. And the roads that are for cars area only big enough for one car." He shook his head. "Maybe that's why people are generally skinnier there. You see a lot of bigger people here. They use cars a lot more to get short distances when they could be walking." He shrugged and shook out his hair when it blew into his face from the slight breeze. Kyn shrugged nonchalantly at the statement. "It could be so. I like to walk everywhere, you get to see more and it is more relaxing. Cars are quite frightening, really." He glanced around the small group of people heading for the entrance, and looked up to try and get a better look at some of the rides. "These cannot be safe." He said incredulously. "They're safe, don't worry," Grimm assured him with an excited smile. "But they will make you kinda dizzy and sick to your stomach, especially if you go on them too much." He warned. "So if you wanna stick to the games and just the Ferris Wheel, that's fine." He pointed toward the big wheel. "Being at the top is the best part of it. Sometimes you don't get to it, though." Once they were at the entrance, he paid for both his and Kyn's tickets for rides and games before heading in. "I think I shall try," Kyn decided with a little nervous glance to something dubbed 'Hurricane'. Aside from the rides, there were more people all crammed together here then he ever remembered seeing. It was exciting, if not a little intimidating. "Were there this many people at the festivals you went to?" He gave a look of intrigue at the games, trying to figure out how they operated by watching other people do it. "Oooh yeah," Grimm nodded with wide eyes. "Maybe even more. Spanish people take their festivals very seriously." He laughed and wondered briefly if he was allowed to maybe sling his arm over Kyn's shoulders or do /something/ like that, but it was their first date and he didn't really know the basics. He'd never really gone on a date before, but he had had a boyfriend before. He just never took him out on a first date- or any dates for that matter. "What do you want to do first?" He asked. "Uh, hmm..." Kyn looked around for something to catch his interest. His eyes landed on a game with balloons pinned to a board and people throwing darts at them. "Why not that?" He didn't have the best throwing arm, nor was he terribly accurate, but it looked fun. "Aha!" Grimm beamed. "A game all about aim and strength. I can do that." He talked as they walked to it, "I used to go to the shooting range back home all the time. I love guns and arrows and things like that in general. Weapons, I guess. But guns especially. My aim has gotten pretty good over the years." He was proud of that, but he didn't want to brag and he felt like he was so he quickly shut up about it. He gave the man at the booth one of his tickets when it came to be their turn. "I think there was a game that had guns somewhere over there." Kyn gestured off to the left. He gave the man at the booth one of his tickets as well and was handed the darts. None of his throws got a hit, some downright didn't even hit the board, but he stepped back to let Grimm try with an eager grin. Grimm got most of the shots, but ended up missing a few. At first he thought he was subconsciously doing it so Kyn wouldn't feel bad or something, but then he realized that was stupid and he shouldn't treat the man like that and just went all out. He did a lot better with his second half of darts and ended up winning a prize. He didn't know what he'd do with one, since he didn't care for stuffed animals in the least. But hey, he figured that even though he'd seen too many movies and TV shows where this exact thing is done, he could give his prize to Kyn. He looked around, trying to remember if Kyn had ever mentioned the fact that he had a favorite animal. Cats? No. Dogs? Nope. Something with an F... Foxes! That's what it was. He was surprised to actually see a big fox plushie and he pointed to it, having the man at the booth hand it to him before he thanked him and turned around with a bashful grin. "I don't really like stuffed animals, but here." He held it out to him. "You can have it. But I can carry it if you want." Kyn's eyes lit up in delight at the offering and he took it with a sort of gentleness. "It is so fluffy and cute!" He squeaked, holding it up and grinning. He then quickly tucked it under his arm to lean in and trap the man in a massive hug. "Thank you so much, Grimm! I love it!" He gave another coo at the thing and released the man from the hug. "I hope it does not get dirty at all or lost with all of these people around." He said with a slightly worried expression. He was then determined to return the gesture and (try) to get something for Grimm that would be something he wanted as well. "I'm glad you like it," Grimm laughed. "And I'll make sure it doesn't get lost. And if it gets a little dirty, I'm pretty sure it's machine washable." He tugged him over to that game that had the fake guns, this time refusing to take a prize when he won since he didn't want Kyn carrying anything else. There weren't any quality stuffed animals in that game anyway. They had been to a few of the games, most of which Kyn failed spectacularly at but he did manage to get something little or two. It was getting to be around afternoon when they called it quits on the games and Kyn decided to buy food for them, since Grimm paid for the tickets. He wasn't really used to fast food at all, growing up on homecooked meals instead, so he was a little dainty with his food choices. He told Grimm to get whatever he wanted, though, and to meet him at a certain table. Grimm simply bought a couple elephant ears, sharing his with Kyn. When the sky started turning pink and orange - which was Grimm's favorite time of day - he pointed to the Ferris Wheel. "We should probably go on it before it closes." He got up and went to one of the food stands and asked the workers there what time it closed and he came back to the table with a grin. "Good news. The fest doesn't actually close until real late tonight, some time after dark. And they're setting off fireworks when it gets dark. Wanna stay for them? We can go on the Ferris Wheel and then get down and watch them." "Fireworks?" Kyn inquired, thinking. "I do not believe I have ever seen them before." He confessed, but then nodded and smiled broadly. "But they are quite beautiful I hear, and the sky looks clear so we should be able to see them pretty well." A quick glace at the sky told him they had some time to kill. "Shall we try any other of the rides in the meantime?" He asked. Grimm nodded. There was a small rollercoaster that didn't look like it was too big on the height factor, but rather on the twists and turns factor. After gaining Kyn's consent, they decided to give it a try and Grimm had a blast on it, obviously. He couldn't say the same for Kyn yet, however. "That was... fun," Grimm practically giggled. "But it made my stomach feel a little weird. Are you okay?" Kyn blinked, dazed but smiling. "Yes, it was quite enjoyable. A little worrisome with the spins and such, but a new experience all the same." He briefly looked a bit taken aback when he glanced over at the ride once more, but took Grimm's hand with one of his own, and with the other, squeezed the fox plush. "We can go on the Ferris wheel now, yes?" Grimm immediately grinned wider when Kyn grasped his hand, telling him that, yes, it was okay to go on the Ferris Wheel now. He heard that the fireworks would start around nine, and it was already ten to it. So he pulled Kyn to it, lacing his fingers through the man's in the process. There wasn't a very long line and they ended up getting in rather quickly. "I just hope that if the fireworks start while we're still on, they don't start if we're on the bottom. That'd suck." He said as it started to move. Kyn hummed his agreement. They probably wouldn't be able to see much from down below, but the top should provide a perfect view of the sky as well as the rest of the carnival. As the ride started going, Kyn took to leaning over the edge and looking down to see what he could see. Unlike most people, he loved heights and they didn't frighten him at all. He had left the buckle off so he could move around freely, gripping the edge of the box thing they were in and pointing out things below. Grimm hated heights, but with stuff like this he was okay. It was flying and things of that nature that scared him. So he left the buckle off, leaning over the edges as well. They went around a couple times before he could tell that the Ferris Wheel was coming to a stop, and sure enough- they were at the top of it. "Awesome!" He grinned as it stopped with them being the absolute top car. Kyn perked up as they stopped, looking around. "How long shall it stay this way?" He asked, sitting back down to rest his chin on his hands and glancing up, seeing if they were starting the show already. Not quite yet, but they were preparing for it. "I hope we shall remain here while the fireworks go off." He grinned. "They usually stay here for a pretty decent amount of time." Grimm nodded. "And I have no idea when they'll-" "Ladies and gentlemen," a man's voice echoed through the park, "the fireworks will be starting up any minute now, as a warning. Enjoy." Grimm almost laughed at the mediocre announcement. "I guess that settles that." Grimm said. It wasn't a moment later that the first firework was set off in the sky, not being very loud at all, but exploding in a cascade of purple and green. The first didn't bother him that much noise wise, nor did the second or third. The lights were sure pretty to look at though, and they lit up the place like sun bursts. It was only when a few were launched off at once, two of which were rather large, and they all together made a fierce thunder-like book that had Kyn shrinking back in his seat with a death grip on the side of the box. Grimm almost didn't notice for a moment that Kyn was scared witless, but he looked down with a grin to see the man. "Kyn?" He furrowed his brow, turning towards the man. "Hey, what's wrong?" When another firework went off that was just as loud as the previous, Kyn flinched again and sank down further. Grimm made an "o" shape with his mouth in realization and tried to think of any way to comfort him. He eventually settled for going down to Kyn's level and scooping up his hand and brushing his knuckles with his thumb, trying to get Kyn to calm down. "Kyn, it's alright, they're just loud noises, okay? Pretty lights, loud noises. You're okay." He set a hand on top of Kyn's head and ruffled his hair a little. After a few more bangs and suppressed shudders on Kyn's part, he finally seemed to relax a bit more and started trying to enjoy the sight instead of flinch away from it. The bursts seemed to lull every now and again so Kyn sat up more and leaned foreword and grin over at Grimm. He seemed to be more intent on the show, so Kyn shuffled his feet for a few moments in thought. It seemed the show was going to end soon, so he sat up, turned to face the man next to him and pressed their lips together in a slightly awkward but meaningful kiss. Grimm /certainly/ wasn't expecting Kyn to do that. There was a moment of hesitation where he thought that maybe he should pull away because- well, he really wasn't sure why. Maybe it was because he doubted himself? Yes, that was it. He doubted he'd be able to hold a steady relationship with him, and then there was the fact that he was leaving in eight months. But he pushed that away for now because the most attractive and nicest man he'd ever met was kissing him and he wanted and needed to kiss back. It was still a first kiss, though, so he simply lifted a hand to run it through Kyn's hair once, fixing the angle they were at so it wasn't so awkward and smiling against the kiss. "I never thought I'd have anything close to a Hollywood-worthy kiss." He chuckled. "Neither did I." Kyn admitted, pulling back with a look of content confusion. "Is it okay to do that on the first date? Or do you have to wait?" he frowned and tugged at a curl of hair. "I am afraid I am unfamiliar with any... guidelines there may be to this." He gave a despaired sigh and sank back into his seat as the ride stuttered to a start again. "Well, in some cases, maybe." Grimm shrugged with a smile, sinking back with him and giving him a bit of a teasing look. "But not this one. Trust me. I've been wanting to kiss you since the day I met you." He shook his head. "And I am too. To the whole 'real date' thing, anyway." He grimaced at the memory of Daniel and then lifted an arm to hook it around Kyn's shoulders. "Well, we can learn then, yes?" Kyn smiled and leaned into him. As they got off the ferris wheel box at the end of the ride, he snatched up the fox and followed Grimm out of the carnival. All the way back to the library, Kyn was humming a bit with a large smile and occasionally rambled off whatever came to mind- mostly about the event. "It is a shame they do not come here more than once a year." He said sadly, but shrugged. "There are plenty of other things to do though, yes? We can find something." It was rather easy for them to find things to do over the next few months, actually. Grimm got Kyn to try rollerskating, which they both failed at miserably. There were movie dates, dinner dates, ice cream dates (Grimm was pretty sure those were Kyn's favorites- and the movies), and a whole bunch of other things. But as the months went by, Grimm found himself getting more and more sick to his stomach at the reminder that he was going to be leaving soon and Kyn wouldn't be with him. About a month before he was supposed to depart for Spain, Grimm had Kyn up in his apartment and they had nothing interesting to do, really, so Grimm sat Kyn down on his bed and sighed. "I have a question for you," he stated. "...You know I'm leaving in a few weeks, yeah?" Another moment of silence. "I want to do something with you, just in case I don't ever get to again." It sounded a little stupid coming from him, but he was worried sick, here. Kyn frowned a little at the statement, a reminder was the last thing he needed, but he nodded anyway. "What is it?" He really didn't want to go back to the boring days of just spending his time hunched up in some corner of the library over a book, or having to stay home with his mom and sister to do whatever they asked. He really, really liked being with Grimm. The last thing he wanted was for this to end. Grimm didn't say anything for a moment, just swung his leg over so he was straddling the other man and looking down at him, hands resting on either side of Kyn's face. He pressed his lips to Kyn's briefly, then brushed his thumb over Kyn's cheekbone. "I'd like to make love to you, if that's alright." He smiled a little, going to kiss the corner of Kyn's mouth again. Kyn blinked up at him with a look of incomprehension, then shock, and finally a blush settled on his face. "Me?" He stammered, circling his arms around Grimm's waist. "I.. are you sure?" It was something he had thought about a few times, but was too nervous to bring it up. Grimm had told him bits and pieces of what happened with Daniel, and it made him all the more meticulous not to screw up or push things too quickly. "I'm sure," Grimm nodded, pulling away a little with a quirked eyebrow. "Why do you look so surprised?" He slipped his fingers through Kyn's hair and rubbed his shoulder a little with his other hand, seeing as the man felt slightly tense. He wondered what he could be so worried about that would make him question Grimm. "I-" Kyn shook his head and looked down. "I just do not want to hurt you like Daniel, or regret anything you do with me." He pursed his lips at his lap then looked up, taking one of Grimm's hands in his own and pressing his lips to. "But if this is what you really want, then okay." He smiled. Grimm furrowed his brow with a smile, shaking his head. "I hope you don't end up regretting anything you do with me. God, I hope you don't. And you're nothing like Daniel, okay? He was awful and controlling and rude. Are you any of those things? No." He leaned down and pressed his lips to Kyn's neck, hooking his arms down around his waist and slipping his fingers underneath his shirt. "You know I promise I'll be good to you." Kyn made a little noise, straightening himself. "And I shall promise to do the same." he nodded, pulling the man closer to nuzzle his face against his chest. "How..." He gave a bit of a nervous chuckle, hugging Grimm closer to him as if to hide his embarrassment (and inexperience) "How do you want me?" He gave a quick glance to the bed. Grimm tilted his head to nip at Kyn's ear, grinning when Kyn asked him what to do. "Just on your back." He murmured, leading Kyn to where he needed to be and hovering over him as he lay him on the bed. "You know this might hurt a little, right?" He knew Kyn was a virgin and was incredibly happy to be his first time, but at the same time it scared him a little because he knew he was going to hurt Kyn before it felt good. Kyn just nodded and squirmed into a more comfortable position. "But I trust you." He smiled and pulled the man down on top of him for a kiss. "And it is supposed to a be a pleasurable experience, yes? So, as long as it is okay for you, then it is for me." "Well, after a minute it will be," Grimm assured him. He slipped his hands underneath Kyn's shirt, kissing his jaw and pulling back a moment to lift his shirt over his head, and then doing the same with his own. "I'll be careful, though." Kyn nodded once again and allowed the man to do as he wanted. He wasn't bashful about his body, finding no reason to be, until he remembered the little wings tattoo he had gotten on his back that not even his family knew about. Why had he gotten them? Well, they looked neat... and, well, he had money. They were small, though, just taking up his shoulder blades. He always thought it would be nice to have real wings, but this would have to do. Grimm continued his assault of Kyn's neck and shoulder and collarbone, spending a significant amount of time in the crook between Kyn's neck and shoulder because the man seemed to really like it when Grimm kissed and bit there. As Kyn's arm lifted off the bed a little, though, Grimm caught a slight glimpse of coloring that wasn't exactly normal for human skin. "Hey, what's that?" He murmured. "Can I see?" Kyn ducked his head and nodded, turning onto his stomach so Grimm could see. "It... was a while ago." He admitted. "And the man doing it was really nice, and he just... convinced me to get one. It looks really neat, though, right?" He grinned. Grimm stared at the tattoos, a smile gracing his face and his fingers reaching out to trace them. "Wow," he chuckled. "They're kind of beautiful, Kyn." He was in a sort of trance just staring at Kyn's slight back muscles and shoulder blades and the tattoos that covered them. "How come you never told me about these?" He bent down and pressed his forehead to Kyn's back. Kyn sank further into the mattress with a little pleased rumble in his throat. "I sort of forgot about them. My mom does not approve of this kind of stuff, and I wanted to keep them secret, so I never told anyone." He nuzzled the pillow with his face and gave a muffled sigh. "And I never thought I would be doing this with anyone, and I cannot swim either, so no reason for me to remove my shirt at all." "Oh," Grimm nodded, "Well, they're amazing. And I'm glad I get to see them." He lifted his head and placed a few kisses on the tattoos before telling Kyn to roll over one more time. Once he was facing upright again, Grimm let his hand travel down to the waistline of Kyn's pants and he slipped his fingers underneath his pants, rubbing slowly. Kyn gave a little gasp and rolled his hips up against Grimm's palm. The friction eventually got the better of him and he quickly batted the man's hand away so he could shuck off his pants and toss them. That done, he leaned up to wrap his arms around Grimm's neck and pull him into a kiss, sliding his tongue along his lower lip. "You..." he shook his head and dragged one of his hands down to mirror the action Grimm had done to him. Grimm made a noise in the back of his throat and ground downwards against Kyn's hand, simultaneously taking the man's cock into his hand. He stroked slowly, dragging this out some. His tongue dove into Kyn's mouth, pulling Kyn's tongue with his and moaning softly as he continued gyrating his hips down against Kyn's hand. Eventually, Kyn just got frustrated with the slow, teasing movements and pushed himself back onto the bed, pulling Grimm down on top of him. "Though I never thought that we would actually do this, I..." He licked his lips then bit down on one. "Could you..." He rolled his hips again, giving Grimm a pleading expression. "Just... you are driving me insane." He pouted. "I know, I'm sorry," Grimm chuckled teasingly, then sat up to remove his own trousers and giving a sigh of relief as he was freed from their confines. He hoped that Kyn wasn't too intimidated by his size, as cocky as that made him sound, but he knew he was big. "I'll give you what you want, don't worry." He reached over in his drawer and pulled out the bottle of lube he had for... reasons, and trailed some along his own cock. "You... are better endowed than I." Kyn laughed a little, then shook his head at himself and his immaturity. "But that should not be a problem, right?" He leaned over and replaced Grimm's hand with his own. The... whatever was in the bottle was slippery, and it clicked in his head. "Oh." He laughed again. "I apologize, I am making this awkward, am I not?" He bumped his forehead against Grimm's shoulder. He kept up with the still somewhat hesitant hand gestures, though, hoping he was doing it right. "Mmm, no, not at all," Grimm hummed, closing his eyes and holding back another breathy moan as Kyn's hand replaced his own. "You're new to this so - aha - I would expect you to be making remarks like that." He crawled over the man, bucking his hips into Kyn's hand and then reaching down to press a finger to Kyn's entrance, slipping it inside. Kyn made a strangled noise, twisting his head to the side and giving Grimm's cock a tug. He shivered a little at the sensation, trying to dictate whether or not it was a good one and not really coming to a conclusion. Still, he gave the man's length a few quick jerks, only speeding up at the noise of approval. Grimm inserted two other fingers after the first one adjusted, and he went to crooking those inside of Kyn and gauging his reactions, his other hand going to lazily stroke the man's cock as he did so to had to the sensation. "Tell me if you want me to stop doing anything and I will." Kyn squirmed and made little whimpering noises, trying to get used to it. "No, no this is okay." He nodded, eyes squeezed shut briefly, then reopening. "Really. Are you...?" He gestured weakly to be man with an even darker blush, if that was even possible. He was always told if you blushed hard enough, you could bruise. He certainly hoped that wasn't true. "I'm good," Grimm nodded. He removed his fingers after a few more moments, then adjusted himself so he was in front of Kyn's entrance. "Seriously. Tell me if you need me to stop." He leaned down and kissed Kyn's neck before pushing in slightly, going slow and trying to pace himself. The brunette nodded in confirmation and looped his arms around Grimm's neck. It was pretty painful at first, making him close his eyes and bite his lip to ignore the feeling. After a few moments of waiting and some awkward squirming, he gave the okay for Grimm to start moving and wrapped his legs up around his waist, settling on his hips. Grimm had a hand down at Kyn's hip, gripping it gently as the other hand pressed down on the bed near Kyn's head. He moved slowly, only speeding up a little when Kyn said it was okay. It was gradual and incredibly hard for Grimm to go so slow, but he managed to do it. He was thankful when he was allowed to move faster, thrusting his hips to meet Kyn's and keeping his eyes on the other man's. Kyn gave all sorts of gasps and moans as the other man started to increase his pace. It took everything he had to maintain the somehow very intimate eye-contact Grimm was currently staring him down with. He swore that he was blushing from the tips of his ears to his toes. Eventually, he just reached up and pressed their lips together once more, all teeth and tongue and passion. It still hurt a little, but the pleasure was quickly overwhelming it, causing him to give a short gasp and a shudder at a particularly rough thrust. Whatever he'd just done to Kyn to make him gasp like that, he wanted to do it again. So with a swipe of his tongue across Kyn's own, he angled his hips to try and hit that spot inside of him. He wanted to speak, but he knew that if he tried, whatever came out would only be a mess of curses and moans. He allowed a few of those to slip continually at last, his hand reaching down to pump Kyn's length. Kyn gave a little wail as Grimm hit something that sent a jolt through his whole body and caused him to bury his face into the man's neck. /This is an apartment/ he hissed to himself /keep your voice down./ Despite his best efforts to muffle whatever noise was coming from his throat, he couldn't, and in fact they only got louder. His teeth met Grimm's shoulder as they scraped across his collar bone, trailing up his neck back to the corner of his mouth where he gave an ill-ly coordinated kiss. "You don't need to try to be quiet, let the other people complain," Grimm panted into Kyn's mouth, increasing his pace even more. He knew the man was close, and he knew that him whispering dirty phrases into his ear wasn't going to help him delay. It was only a matter of moments before Grimm was releasing into Kyn with a sharp gasp and a shout of his name. The dirty words didn't help at all with Kyn trying to restrain himself. As Grimm hit his release, he did as well with a shout that was meant to be the man's name but was just loud incoherence. He ended up slumping back onto the bed, eyes fluttered shut and chest heaving. "Oh, gods above, Grimm..." He mumbled, looking up at him with a lazy smile. Grimm gave a breathless smile in return, his arms still holding him above Kyn. They shook and trembled, however, and he had to lower himself to set his head on Kyn's chest before rolling off and next to him, head still turned in his direction. "Did I live up to any expectations you had?" He chuckled. "Expectations?" Kyn laughed breathily. "I think any I had were, ah... 'blown out of the water'?" He grinned and turned onto his side to cuddle up against the other man. "You are indeed very, very amazing. What of I, hm?" His grin turned sly, looking up at Grimm through long lashes. "Incredible," Grimm murmured as he pressed his lips to the man's forehead. "I really didn't think anything could be that amazing." He dragged his fingers up Kyn's arm, then dragging them down again. He wanted to tell Kyn that he wanted to find some way to keep them together even after he left, but he didn't want to ruin this moment at all. "As I did not." Kyn agreed, burying his nose into Grimm's collar and taking a deep breath. "Not at all. Thank you." He wasn't going to get all clingy. He wasn't going to grab hold of the man's arm and ask him to stay. That would be... terribly selfish of him. He had somewhere else to be, and Kyn could wait, couldn't he? "Is it alright if I stay here just for the night? I am sure my family would understand." "Mhm," Grimm nodded, burrowing in closer to Kyn. "Your parents are nice. I'm gonna miss them." He smiled a little, sighing. God, he wanted so badly to tell his mother that he was going to stay here in America and be with Kyn. But she needed him and she refused to come to America. "Yeah." Kyn blinked, pursing his lips with a soft sigh. "We shall miss you as well." He struggled to say much else, scrunching up his nose with distaste at the idea. "But for now, let us just relax here, yes?" His eyes closed, willing the fact that Grimm was going to leave to be gone from his mind momentarily. "Yeah." Grimm said as well. He simply focused on Kyn's breath against his skin and closed his eyes, knowing that he was going to end up falling asleep for at least a few hours. He opened his mouth to say something, closed it, and thought for a moment. He was pretty sure he and Kyn had refrained from saying a certain phrase to each other since Grimm would be leaving eventually, but at this point, it would kill Grimm if he didn't tell Kyn. He took a deep breath, still wondering if this was a bad idea or not and spoke, "It doesn't matter to me that I'm leaving soon anymore when it comes to the fact that I really need to tell you this, okay? I love you more than my own life at this point, and if I don't make that clear I'll probably regret it forever." Kyn pulled away a little only to look up at him more clearly. "You really mean it?" He blinked and smiled then, throwing his arms around Grimm's neck and trapping him in a tight hug. "I love you as well, more than I ever thought possible. And even if you leave, I still shall. I hope you will remember that." He settled himself against Grimm's chest again, reveling the feel of it. "...I will. I swear." He sifted his fingers through the brown locks of Kyn's hair and smiled back. He let himself drift after that, sleeping well as he always did when he napped with Kyn. Kyn had to wake up early the next morning for work, something he had totally forgotten about when asking to stay over. Halfway to walking to the door, he stopped, looked back to the bedroom, then headed for the phone to call in sick and start on breakfast. Grimm's kitchen was fairly small and didn't have much stocked food-wise, but there were the basics. Bacon, eggs, toast (which was made into french toast of course) and tea for himself (he pretty much bullied Grimm into buying some for whenever he was over). He knew the man often didn't eat in the morning, but why not? It was spending time with him that he wouldn't have very much of any more. Grimm woke up an hour or so after Kyn, messy-haired and sleepy-eyed. He debated on whether or not he actually wanted to get out of bed, and that debate went on for a good 15 minutes before he finally groaned and pulled himself out and into the kitchen where Kyn was sitting. "Mm, morning," Grimm murmured, leaning down to kiss Kyn's cheek and avoiding breathing morning breath into his face at the same time. He sat in the chair across from him and reached over to take a bite of Kyn's french toast before sitting back and smiling. "Sleep well, yeah?" "Of course." Kyn nodded and smiled, twirling a fork into the eggs. Though the bacon smelled nice, he was a vegetarian in the aspect that meat made him sick to his stomach. Usually any other 'animal' product was fine though. So, he stuck to the bread and eggs. "Except for, ah..." He rubbed his hip a little with pursed lips. "It sort of... hurts a bit." Grimm's shoulders shook with silent laughter. "Yeah, it'll do that. You get used to it after a while, though, y'know?" He had often been a bottom for Daniel, more than he was a top. He knew the pain Kyn was talking about all too well. "I'm sorry, though. Next time I'll try and be a little more gentle." Kyn just laughed and shook his head. "There is no need, I understand that it would happen." He pushed his plate away and walked over to Grimm, looping his arms loosely around the man's shoulders and resting his forehead on his arm. "And the toast is burnt, is it not? I know, I cannot cook very well." He sighed and smiled, giving him a tight squeeze and a kiss on the cheek before letting go and retreating to his tea. "Maybe with practice." He said, mostly to himself. Their days were spent similar to that, just enjoying each others' presences and Grimm made sure to spend a few more nights with Kyn "in bed." When the time came for Grimm to leave, though, he sat in the airport waiting for his section to be called, carry-on bag in hand and looking rather, well, grim. He and Kyn had said their goodbyes the night before, and also that morning when Grimm woke up. And god, he'd never experienced anything so painful. When he heard his section called, he stood and dragged himself over to the line of people waiting to board with their passports in hand. He made it to the front rather quickly, holding his passport out for the lady to examine. It took Kyn months of begging his mom, arguing, persuading, and he was just about to give up when on the /day Grimm was leaving/, she finally agreed to let him go. Within minutes he was throwing together whatever was deemed important, clothes and whatever else into a bag, and shoving aside his phobia of moving vehicles to flag down a taxi. He made sure to give both his mom and his sister huge hugs and promises to come back before going, just hoping he didn't miss the flight. The passport wasn't an issue, he had needed one when moving away from Iceland, and had it shoved in his sweater pocket to pull out in a hurry. He had just enough money to pay for a ticket at the desk upon arrival, just as last calls were being made to board. Though a little exhausted from the flurry of events this morning, he perked up instantly when spotting Grimm's rather hard to miss hair and reached foreword to snatch his hand. "Hey," he puffed, a little out of breath from literally sprinting across the airport, "sorry, I was a little late." Grimm didn't move when he felt a person grasp his hand, his breath catching in his throat because he /knew/ that voice. It took him a moment to gather his senses and he spun around, an incredulous grin gracing his face. He moved over to let more people go past them so he could trap Kyn in a bear hug. "You- What? You're coming? How the hell did you convince your mom to let you come?" He pulled back, grinning widely. "I guess she just got tired of my asking and did not want to deal with the moping that would invariably follow." Kyn laughed and returned the fierce hug. "Hopefully I did not forget anything important." He shrugged with an oh-well expression, readjusting his haphazardly packed bag. His mom had absolutely refused to let him out of the house without taking his emergency medication. Ever since he was little and born with a naturally weak immune system, he had to take medication to keep himself relatively healthy. He hadn't needed it for years, but moving seemed to take a toll on his health while his body adjusted to a new location. After a few days he should be fine again. There was still, however, the plane. "Makes sense," Grimm chuckled. "Well, I'm glad you complained so much." He kissed the man's forehead. "I know you said you hated traveling, but... I'll make sure you're okay. Alright?" He smiled and grasped Kyn's hand in his own. "Come on, we should get on before they leave without us." "Yeah." Kyn nodded, towing the bag over his shoulder and allowing himself to be led onto the aircraft. The ride was.. tense, and mostly consisted of Kyn getting freaked out, crawling onto Grimm's lap and mumbling into his shoulder about getting someone to cover all of the windows. He practically fled the thing when they landed, not grabbing his bag in his haste to leave and feeling guilty when Grimm had to lug it off with his own stuff. Though being in a new place fascinated him, he was immediately a little intimidated by all the swiftly spoken Spanish, feeling like he did when first coming to America. Vowing to try and learn the language for the both of them, he tottered dutifully after Grimm as they exited the airport. "Slender!" Grimm looked up as he heard his name called, a light blush settling over his face. He'd made a point not to tell Kyn his real name was Slender- it honestly embarrassed him. It was a weird name and he could never understand why his parents would call him that. He found his mom's waving hand, white hair and all. "Mom, how many times have I told you to call me /Grimm/?" He moaned in frustration upon walking up to her. He smiled anyway, pulling her in for a tight hug. His mother shook her head and hugged him in return before pulling back and kissing both sides of Grimm's face, then noticing the brunette standing behind him. "Is this Kynareth?" She beamed. "I didn't know you'd be coming with him! It's so nice to meet you!" She repeated the kissing action with him. "I'm Arabella Huntsback." Kyn was a bit taken aback by the sudden display of affection, but at the introduction, he relaxed a bit. "Ah, yes, that is I. Pleasure to meet you as well." He beamed, not really sure if he should offer his hand after that and deciding against it. "You called him 'Slender', though." He pointed out, head tilted in confusion. "Yes, Slender," Arabella nodded with a furrowed brow. She turned to Grimm with an astonished expression. "Slender! You never told your /boyfriend/ your real name? Slender Calhorn Huntsback is his full name, sweetie." She told Kyn. "Calhorn being my last name before I married his father." She didn't seem put off by mentioning Grimm's father one bit, but Grimm gave the slightest twitch. "I only didn't tell you it because it's a weird name and it embarrasses the shit out of me. I mean, mom, there's a god damn game called Slender. I told someone my name was Slender once and they started calling me Slenderman." He gave her an exasperated look, to which she rolled her eyes. "Oh, hush, you can blame my family's history of odd names for that." She laughed. "Griiiim." Kyn whined, grabbing his arm. "All this time I have been calling you by a nickname? Slender cannot be worse than Kynareth! /I/ can barely pronounce it!" He pouted, staring up at him. "Kynareth Mahfaeraak Fanacasecul- what kind of name is that?" He sighed heavily, leaning against the man's side. "I like your name. Slender." He nodded to himself and poked Grimm's belly. "I wish I had known. I did not know there was even a game." "Your name is cool, though!" Grimm protested. "It takes a few times to get it right, but once you do it sounds awesome." He repeated the name just the way Kyn had said it and sighed. "But whatever. I'm sorry I didn't tell you." He rolled his eyes playfully and laughed. "See? He likes your name! I like your name! What more do you want?" Arabella sassed. "/A normal name/." "Oh, right, because 'Grimm' is as normal as names get." "Touche." Kyn pulled himself up to a standing-straight position, looked Grimm dead in the eye and said "Frank. What if your name was Frank? Or Billy?" He pressed. "There are much worse things out there, and yours is unique. Or, if you were in my position, you could have gotten stuck with Björgmundur. Or Eyjafjallajökull. Náttmörður!" He grabbed the man's shoulders. "Skarphéðinsson." He shook his head, letting Grimm go. "I just... like your name." "Okay, okay, I get it!" Grimm laughed. "Fine, I'll be better about my name." He shook his head and hook his arm around Kyn's waist, pulling him to his side. "So, Madre, what've we got planned for today?" "It sounds odd when you call me Madre." Arabella grimaced. "The Spanish language is so /weird/. Anyway, I'm not sure. So far all I know is that we're heading home and I would assume that Kynareth is staying with us so I need to make sure the spare room is all- Well, then again, he could just sleep in your room with you, Grimm. Your bed is big enough and as long as you two don't make a lot of noise-" "Don't you /dare/ finish that sentence." Grimm interrupted and pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. "But yeah. Okay. I do college from home, by the way." Grimm told Kyn. "I mean, I still have some classes I need to go to, but most of it is stuff I can do at home online." He shrugged. Kyn made a humming sound of acknowledgement, wondering what he was going to do while Grimm was away. Explore? Not get lost/killed/kidnapped? Preferably. Learn the language. He nodded to himself and turned to Arabella. "How far away is your home from here? I do not wish to sound impolite, but I wish to be as far away from..." he glanced over his shoulder at the hanger, "/that/ as possible." "It's about a ten minute drive." Arabella said. "Why? Scared of flying? Slender's afraid of heights." "Jesus fucking Christ, mom, why don't you just go ahead and tell him every embarrassing aspect about me?" The man groaned. "Okay. One time when Grimm was little, there was this girl-" "MOM." "Sorry, sorry." The brunette glanced between the two with an amused expression. "Well, now I am curious." He sighed, disheartened. "You never tell me anything about your childhood." He said with a light accusing tone toward Grimm. "Oh, well, then. I do not mind. Let us escape the crowd while the doors are still visible." He shook his head at himself and picked up his bag with another unnerved glance at the crowd. Grimm nodded, lacing his fingers through Kyn's and following his mom to the car in the parking lot. "You boys are lucky, I just went shopping.'' Arabella mused. "Lots of food at the house." "Thank god, I'm freaking starved." Grimm shoved all of his bags into the trunk of the car, sliding into the backseat with Kyn cuddling in next to him. "Spanish cuisine!" Kyn crowed, getting as close to Grimm as physically possible with a seatbelt on as the car started moving. "I have never had any completely authentic spanish food. Thai, though, yes. It is very odd and peanut-y." He continued to babble like this to stop thinking about anytime the car gave a lurch or bump or anything really. "We may not be very, well, Spanish, but we can find some authentic Spanish food for you." Arabella shrugged. "A lot of what I buy is normal stuff that you can find almost anywhere. Snack foods." "Neither of us eat very much." Grimm informed him. "But we still do keep enough food in the house." He chuckled. Kyn just smiled as easily as he could manage. "That is alright. I hope I shall find some way to repay your kindness. Though I have to find a new job- at least, for now." He pursed his lips thoughtfully, recalling the frantic call he made into work about how he won't be showing up anymore without a very good explanation. "You really don't need to repay me, honey." Arabella shook her head. "You've already helped my baby and that's all I care about." She turned to pull into the driveway of their house. It wasn't too big, just a one floor home with three bedrooms, a family room, and a couple bathrooms. Arabella pulled into the garage, getting out of the car and going to grab a few of Grimm's bags. Kyn scurried out as well, bag swinging loosely from his shoulder as he took in the sight of their house. "It is very quaint looking." He smiled, glancing back over at them. "And a nice location too! I am envious." He laughed a little to himself, waiting for them to go inside so he could poke his head around the house. He loved all sorts of housing layouts, it was an odd interest of his, but he tried not to seem like an over eager child on a camping trip and patiently waited until everything was put away. "Slender, I forget, where did you say Kynareth was from again?" Arabella asked as she dragged the last suitcase in. "Iceland," Grimm said, going into the kitchen and searching the fridge for something, finding nothing he wanted there and then returning to the living room where Kyn was looking around. "The big bedroom through the hall to the left there is my mom's, and the one right across from it is mine. And yours." He grinned, moving to wrap his arms around Kyn from behind. "Right across?" Kyn leaned back with a sly little smile. "Challenge accepted." He laughed and shook his head at himself, tilting back to press his lips against the curve of Grimm's jaw. "But really, your house is very nice. Quite a change from your apartment. Or my house, the little glorified shed." He sighed happily, looking around. "I do hope I do not impose too much." "No, you're not, trust me," Grimm assured him, reaching up to rake his fingers through the man's hair. "We've got more than enough room and my mom likes you, so." He chuckled. "Then again, she likes everybody. Except for Daniel. She hated him so much it was funny." "He was a bad person!" Arabella said from the kitchen. "He was rude and condescending and- and-" she made a snorting sound. "I gotta clean something." She threw some already clean dishes into the sink and scrubbed them down. "I do like Kyn. You're nice and you treat Slender well." She nodded. "I do not see why anyone should otherwise." Kyn pointed out with a frown, settling back against Grimm's chest. "Oh, I almost forgot!" He jerked upright, slipping from the man's arms and jogging to the room where his bag had been haphazardly thrown. He dug around a bit, producing a little white bottle and walked back to the kitchen. "I really would not like to become overly acquainted with your bathroom tomorrow, and for about a week after." He said, downing two of the large blue pills with a glass of water. "Or the nearest floor." He chuckled, capping the bottle to toss it back in his bag. Grimm's brow furrowed, leaning on the counter. "Are you okay?" He asked. "You're sick or something again?" "Do you get sick a lot?" Arabella cast him a concerned look. "That's worrying." "Not as often anymore, but I did a lot when I was younger. I had some... problems with my immune system. My body was not as strong as it should have been, so I was taking a lot of medicine so I would not get sick. I have not needed it in a while, but a new country and all..." Kyn shrugged, rubbing his arm. "I do not wish to take a chance. It was... bad, leaving Iceland. Especially from a more isolated place to the city." "Oh, honey, why did you come here if you knew you might get so sick?" Grimm's mother blinked after saying that, shaking her head. "Right. Slender." She turned back to the dishes. "Well," Grimm sighed, "at least you've got meds for it. You'll be okay, right?" "Yes, of course." Kyn nodded and smiled. "It is nothing to worry about, okay?" He leaned over to kiss the man and pull him over to the great room. "So what about showing me around, then, hm? After you get some food, of course. Long trip." He then proceeded to tug him back to the kitchen. "Augh, sorry, bad manners," Grimm laughed, going to shuffle through the cabinets in the kitchen. He eventually just pulled out some oreos and Galacian bread that his mom must have gotten from a restaurant nearby. "I did like the food in America," he said to his mom. "I know we buy things like oreos and whatnot here, but they have even more things like that over there. Fattening, but they're pretty good." He grinned. "Don't make a habit of eating fatty foods, sweetheart." She chuckled. "Then again, you could eat a horse and I don't think you'd gain a pound. You never do." She shrugged. "Alright," Grimm said, shoving a piece of bread in his mouth and turning back to Grimm. "You already saw the laundry room and the kitchen obviously and the great room, but you still haven't seen the bedrooms." He pulled the man down the hallway to the right as they turned out of the kitchen, stopping to open the door to what he said was the spare bedroom. It was rather plain, a bed and a few dressers and a window. The bathroom was straight across from there, next to his mom's room. He showed him his own room, then. Red walls and a darker red carpet that was soft on the toes, a bed with black and white blankets and a nightstand next to it with a speaker on it. There was a dresser along the wall to their right as they stood in the doorway, and it was covered in papers and books. "It's... a little dark, but it looks really nice when you turn the lights on over there." There were two tall lamps that loomed over the sides of his bed, and when they turned on, they gave the red walls and floor a really calming, mellow feel for the room. Kyn looked around the gloom with a look of interest until the lights flicked on. He gave a large smile, then, taking in the look and feel of the room. "It is very nice. Simple. But nice." He peered at the book covers littering the dresser for familiar titles, and caught sight of the speaker on the night stand. He wandered all around the room, nodding his approval before finally sitting down on the bed and motioning Grimm over. "I love it. You have very nice tastes, you know. Alas, my envy grows." He said with a woe-ing tone, leaning his chin on Grimm's shoulder as he sat down, clasping their hands together and lacing their fingers. "I did miss this place," Grimm nodded, brushing his thumb over Kyn's knuckles. "Thank you. I do so hope your envy does not outweigh your intense love for me." He spoke in an accent similar to Kyn's, probably trying to imitate it and not getting it quite right. It was difficult for him not to let his Spanish accent slip in there anywhere. Kyn stuck out his tongue and laughed, pulling him in for a kiss. "No, no it does not, you have nothing to worry about. Because I love you ever-so-much, you know." He sat back and grinned, crossing his legs and putting his chin on his hand. "Well, good." Grimm snickered, leaning back and pulling Kyn with him. "I would hope so." The rest of the day was spent unpacking, cuddling, and catching up with Arabella and then near the evening when it started getting dark, they went for walk in the town nearby since it was Grimm's favorite time of day to go there. Since then, Kyn was able to settle nicely into the area, working mostly on how to interact with people. Whenever Grimm was out, he'd taken to wandering and trying to get to know the area better, and mainly looking for a place to work. Since Grimm was looking at houses, though, he decided he's better wait until they chose an area. He still kept in contact with his mom and sister, letting them know that yes, he was fine, and no, Grimm is not a bad person he just sort of gives off the vibe every now and again, and a little arguing but generally just checking up. He'd taken to running off to parks and uncivilized areas away from town whenever he was bored, and only had gotten lost twice. The past months had been great, in his opinion, and he really was glad he came here. That was, until he ended up spending half a day leaning against the smooth edge of the bathtub, too sick to drag himself out or stand at all. It came and went every other week or so, regardless of whether or not he took any medication. It was starting to concern him, maybe they had stopped working? He decided not to inform his hosts, figuring it to pass eventually and since it wasn't even that frequent, all together not worrying about it. Grimm hadn't noticed much of it since whenever Kyn got sick, he was usually working or studying or house hunting. Then again, he spent most of his time looking for houses /with/ Kyn because he knew Kyn was going to come with him to the new house rather than stay with Arabella. But nonetheless, Grimm rarely saw Kyn feel sick, and he often just passed it off as Kyn's immune system not being as strong as it should. After half a year or so, Grimm had a smile on his face and a ring box in the pocket of his leather jacket as he and Kyn walked to the little park they'd discovered that they liked to call their own since no one else ever came to it as far as they knew. It was right by a small lake, and they normally went down early morning or early evening, or sometimes even purely at night. Once they arrived there in the early evening that night, they did their usual thing and headed over to the picnic tables by the lake. Normally they would talk about what kind of house they wanted and if they wanted pets and whatnot, but this time it began with Grimm turning to Kyn and saying, "I've got something important I need to ask you." Kyn looked up from his casual observation of the lake surface, over to where Grimm sat with a curious expression. "Yes? Have you found some place you liked, then?" He scooted closer, expecting the man to take out some sort of magazine or printing with information on it for him to look at. "Aha, no," Grimm chuckled, running a hand through his hair a bit nervously. He lowered that hand to his pocket, fingering the small box. "I know we're still looking for a place and all and I still have to finish college, but... I didn't expect to meet anyone while I was in America. I thought I'd be by myself the whole year. And then I forced myself to ask you all those questions about the customs there and you didn't think I was freaky looking or weird. You actually became the best part of my life and I'm incredibly grateful for that and I never thought I could love anyone as much as I love you." He pulled the box out, took a deep breath, and opened it, revealing the simple silver ring with the emerald in the center. "I wanted to ask you, Kynareth," he smiled, "if you'd like to spend quite possibly the rest of your life with me." Kyn stared down at the little box in question, blinking and lips parted in half-realization. Whatever he wanted to say he couldn't quite manage, so he just lunged over and trapped Grimm in a tight hug around the waist, nearly knocking said box out of the man's hand in the process. "Forever, huh?" He smiled, nuzzling his face into Grimm's shirt, giving another squeeze. "Yeah, I think that I would like that." He pulled back to look the man in the eye. "I really, really would." He repeated and pressed their lips together, hands still wound tightly in the material of Grimm's shirt. Grimm's eyes widened at the hug and fumbled to catch the box when it was almost knocked out of his hand. An incredulous smile graced his face and he quickly returned the embrace. "Really?" He chuckled breathily. "That- Thank god. I didn't really think you'd say no but then there was just that little part of me that doubted you'd say yes." He gave a muffled "mmpfh" noise as Kyn's lips pressed to his and practically melted for some reason at the action, arms looping around Kyn's neck. "Then that little part of you should be sorely disappointed, for I am not leaving anytime soon unless you ask me to." Kyn replied with a smile. He pulled back a little to examine the ring a bit more, giggling and giddy at the sight of it. "You put it.. here?" He slipped it on his pointer finger, chewing on the inside of his lip in an attempt to smother the ridiculous expression on his face. "Close," Grimm chuckled, pulling it off of Kyn's pointer finger and putting it on his, well, ring finger. "That one. But I guess it doesn't really matter, you can wear it wherever you want. Putting it on that finger just kind of tells other people that you're taken." He grinned. "Which'll be nice. That guy at the check out counter at the store down the street always seems to be practically throwing himself at you." He shook his head. "Ah," Kyn stared down at it, "the one who dyes his hair silver-y and looks a bit like you?" He chuckled a bit, remembering his first encounter with the guy and mistaking him for Grimm. "Well, he should back off then, now." He nodded and resumed his earlier position of hugging the man, relaxing in a slump against his body. "I suppose we are not going to look at houses then, hm? Oh! Did you tell your mother?" He looked up. "Yeah, I did," Grimm nodded. "I think I might have given her a heart attack with the news, but she's happy. She's /really/ happy." He leaned against Kyn as well. "As for houses, we'll keep looking, obviously. We're probably going to have to have a really small wedding, though, if we're gonna buy a house too." He sighed. "Oh, well, I'm fine with a small wedding. Are you?" Kyn nodded. "I do not even know that many people, so..." He shrugged and leaned his head on Grimm's shoulder. "I never even thought I would ever have have a wedding, or be married or... or anything, really. So whatever we do is okay, just knowing that it has happened and that we are together, that is enough." He declared with a grin. They were like that for some time after the proposal, planning the wedding which really wasn't that hard and looking for houses. Arabella helped as much as she could, and at one point tried to force Grimm to get a haircut from her hairdresser, Rin Tahoe, only to find that Grimm absolutely refused to get more than an inch cut off. But then, only two or three months after Grimm's proposal, he found himself yelling at his mom to call an ambulance for the unconscious Kyn in his arms who had collapsed out of nowhere and wouldn't wake up. It all seemed to move in slow motion in Grimm's mind- the ambulance showing up, him climbing his way in with Kyn and telling his mom to meet them there later, then Kyn being rolled into the hospital with Grimm looking as helpless as ever. The excitement of being married and buying their own house left Kyn giddy and eager to start his own life with Grimm, in Spain of all places. The weird nausea that he was experiencing seemed to get worse and more frequent. Often times he'd end up going to bed early complaining of migraines or dizziness. He was starting to wonder if he should maybe tell them after all. That was, until he blacked out in the middle of a conversation with Grimm and woke up staring at the ceiling in what he was pretty sure was the hospital. He could hear murmuring from beyond the door, and the sound of feet marching up and down the hall. 'Geez,' he sat up, ruffling his hair with his hand, 'what on earth am I doing here? I feel fine.' He sighed, letting his hand fall into his lap. Aside from the constant headache. That never seemed to go away. Grimm was the first to notice he was awake, speed-walking over to his side and looking him up and down. "Damn it, Kyn, what the hell was that?" He said with a furrowed brow, hands on both sides of Kyn's face as he looked for any visible head injuries he might have missed earlier. "Were you /trying/ to give me a fucking heart attack?" He took a shaky breath and then combed his fingers once through Kyn's hair, letting them flop back to his sides after that. "Are you okay?" "For now." Kyn affirmed, leaning back against the side of the bed. "Just, not for a while. It has been very odd, and I was not sure if I should mention it at all. I apologize." He frowned, staring at the thin blanket that had been draped over his lap. "They did not say anything, did they? I am sure I just need new medication or something. No need to worry." He smiled then, leaning his weight on his hands. "You've got to tell people about these kinds of things," Grimm rubbed his forehead, closing his eyes for the moment and pulling a chair up next to the bed. "And they haven't said anything yet, no, you haven't been here that long. They did say that they need to run some routine scanning and checks on you, though." He felt sick to his stomach with worry, considering the doctors felt uneasy about this enough to feel that they should run tests on him. "I have not been to the hospital in some time, it is not surprising." Kyn tried to say with a light hearted tone, if only to soothe Grimm's worries a bit. "A scan, though? It is a good thing I was asleep, they kind of scare me." He chuckled, scooting to the edge of the bed where Grimm was and resting on his elbows. "Hopefully it does not take long, my apologies for worrying you." Grimm looked at Kyn for a moment with a creased brow before he smiled as surrender, shaking his head and bringing Kyn in for a brief kiss. "Whatever. Just... don't do it again, okay?" He brushed his thumb over Kyn's cheek and then dropped his hands to the other man's knees. "I hope everything's okay." Kyn nodded as well, rubbing his thumb over Grimm's knuckles. The door opened and a soft featured middle aged man walked in, clipboard in hand. He explained to them what kind of tests they were running and showed the results of the scans. "You look fine, except, there's here." He pointed to one of the papers and the base of Kyn's head. "We might have picked something up. We'll have to do one more thing just to be sure." It turns out that 'one more thing' was a needle in his spine while he was curled up on the bed and gripping Grimm's hand for dear life because he and needles didn't get along well. A few more hours of waiting and the doctor returned to say that it was something called Central Nervous System Lymphoma. Malignant, advanced and inoperable. That, and he only had another couple of months to live. He went on to say that even though it was too late to be treated, they could try and slow it down at least a little. "Aside from that," the doctor, Worth, was it? continued, "the only thing we can do is make you comfortable. You have my deepest apologies." With that, he turned to leave so he could give them some time to talk in private. Grimm was stuck in some sort of frozen stupor, only registering things like "a couple months to live" and "inoperable." It was a concept his mind was having trouble comprehending, his stomach churning as he stared at Kyn with an expression stuck between being horrified and confused. "I- Inoperable?" His voice cracked. "You- No. No. He's gotta be wrong. Maybe I can get them to take a second look. They must have missed something." He couldn't move, though. His body wasn't cooperating. Kyn blinked back at him, mirrored expression of confusion and dismay. "I- but it was never that bad. It was not too hindering or anything. If it was life threatening, surely you would feel it?" He frowned, ducking his head. "I never thought... I should have mentioned it." He drew his knees up, settling his hands on top on them, and his chin on that. "You couldn't have known it was this bad," He shook his head, standing up and sliding onto the bed next to Kyn and enveloping the man in his arms. "I just... God damn it, do you have to stay in here until then?" They wouldn't get married if they did that, and Kyn... Kyn would leave with unfinished business. "I don't know what to do. This isn't fair." Kyn shook his head, saying he didn't know either, and wrapped his arms in turn around the man. "I just... want to go home. With you. They can drag me back if it gets worse but for now, I wish to leave." His expression tried to adapt to a bit more cheery one. "Well, we can do whatever we wish when we get back, right? The house.. it is still a bit unlived in, so we can decorate it and garnish it with all sorts of things, right?" He cracked a smile. "It will be fun." "Mhm," Grimm forced a smile as well, his hands patting down Kyn's wrinkled shirt. "It's gonna be okay." He kissed the man's neck, pulling away. "So how do we-" "Slender? Kyn?" Arabella poked her head in, brow furrowed and voice quiet. "The doctors said that you can come home. But if anything happens that worries us more than we already are, we need to bring him back." The brunette nodded, pulling himself out of the bed and bringing Grimm along with him. "Hey, hey, carry me!" He grinned, making grabby hand gestures at the man. He could walk just fine, of course, but he loved being picked up and figured it could lighten the mood a bit. Grimm just smiled in amusement, pretending like he wasn't going to for a moment before swooping down and grabbing the man into his arms bridal style. "Or do you want piggy back?" He grinned down at Kyn in his arms. "No, this is fine." Kyn laughed and swung his arms around Grimm's neck and looked to the door. "Now, onwards!" He kept his legs tucked in so they didn't smack anything on the way down. A few of the people they passed in the halls gave them odd looks, but he didn't mind at all, really. Or the fact that after this they'd be driving home in Arabella's car. He decided to concentrate on making Grimm happy for the time being, and keeping his mind off the news they'd received. It was terrible and sudden, yes, but he had time still and planned to use it wisely. The time /was/ used wisely. They got comfortable with their house after finishing it, and Kyn was able to spend a good couple weeks in it. But then there came the time when Kyn had to be put back in the hospital, his body weak and in need of support. Grimm knew they didn't have long left, a week at most, maybe. So now he sat at Kyn's bed with him, fingers laced with the sick man's and a tired expression on his face. "Hey." He said after a while of silence. "Do you remember how you mentioned that I never told you anything about my childhood?" He smiled a little. "I've got a few stories I wanna tell you." Kyn had put up a bit of a fight about going back to the hospital, generally complaining loudly about how boring it was or burying himself under the blankets on the bed and refusing to come out. He couldn't put up much of a fight any longer, he had gotten too weak and too frail to do so. Eventually allowing himself to be taken, he mostly just pouted on the bed and pointed out whatever was happening outside to whomever was in the room, usually Grimm. Today, though, he was just reclined on the bed staring lazily over at the man, keeping his too-pale hand laced with Grimm's own. The statement, though, he perked up a bit at. "Yeah? Do tell." He smiled, pushing himself up a little to listen better. "Okay," Grimm thought for a moment, moving his other hand to cover Kyn's hand almost completely. "There was this phase that I went through like a lot of kids do where I had imaginary friends, right? They were called Nakaru and Nazari. Nakaru was kind of the grim reaper, and I think that's why I started wanting to be called Grimm. But yeah. And Nazari was this dog-type animal that was really skinny and had red skin and long black hair but no fur, and he had yellow eyes and no pupils. Nakaru just had black hair and red eyes and the cloak that the grim reaper is usually portrayed as wearing." He kept smiling, enjoying talking about them for the first time in 20 years. "They were my best friends. Nazari was always a little more aggressive and rude than Nakaru, and Nakaru usually had to scold him for being that way. I'm pretty sure they were brothers or something. But they made me feel better when I was upset and they helped me figure things out and... I dunno, I guess I just really loved them. But it got to the point where I'd be talking to them in public and it seemed like I was so sucked into it, and my mom was afraid I'd become schizophrenic or whatever. I kind of gradually let them go. And I think my mom was actually kind of sad about that, because they liked her and I told her about them all the time and I think she kinda liked them too. I /know/ they would have liked you." He grinned. Kyn smiled back and propped his head on his knees. "I would have been honored to know them." He replied, thinking about Grimm talking to the two and trying to visualize them in his head. "They sound a little frightening, yet... nice. Sweet almost. With making casual jests at each other, you know?" He leaned back, trying to remember if he had something to share as well. He had mostly already told about his childhood, as boring as it was. Eventually he just shook his head, smiling again. "I thank you for sharing that with me. I think it would have been nice if we had met at a younger age. I could meet them, for one. And you could have met my old baby sitter, Bruniik! He was a mountain of a man, but really a big teddy bear. He took in all sorts of animals that needed homes." "He sounds awesome," Grimm chuckled. He sat back in his seat, brow furrowed. "I don't think I ever told you about my father, did I?" He let out a long breath. "I haven't told you about a lot of stuff. Damn." He looked at Kyn apologetically. "Sorry for not telling you so much." "I understand if you do not wish to tell, it is not really my business to know." Kyn pointed out, slumping back against the pillows once more and turning onto his side, facing Grimm. "And you have been putting up with me these past few weeks, so do you should not feel obliged, you know." He curled into the pillow, nuzzling his face into the somewhat soft material and closing his eyes. "No, but... The thing is, me and my mom never talk about it. Sometimes she'll mention him in casual conversation, but she never actually talks about what he /did/. So it'd be nice to actually talk to someone about it, y'know?" He smiled weakly with a shrug. "It's not a very happy story obviously, but... still." Another deep breath. "I was seven, I was sleeping, and he came and woke me up and said that he had to go on a trip. He told me where he was going but it didn't register, and then he told me not to tell my mom and that he'd try and be back as soon as possible. God, Kyn, he looked like he was going to cry. And I sat there nodding and not even understanding what was going on because I was practically half asleep, but I can remember specifically that he looked like he was gonna cry. So he said goodbye to me and told me to tell my mom that he loved her and my brother the same thing. I don't have any idea why he didn't wake Calik up too, but I try not to think about that too much. Then he left, and I kind of sat there wondering what had just happened. It took me a few minutes, but then I think I started crying. We waited for fucking ever for him to come back and he didn't, and I think that's what made my brother kill himself. He and my dad were best friends and he couldn't take it." Grimm swiped at his eyes, shoulders shaking a little. "God, I don't think I've ever told /anyone/ that story." Kyn gradually pushed himself up again during the story, brow furrowing a little with concern. Toward the end of it, he pushed himself off the bed and stumbled over to where Grimm sat. He awkwardly hovered there a moment before finally just straddling the man and throwing his arms around Grimm's neck. "I am sorry you and your brother had to go through that, truly. When my father died, my sister was greatly upset as well. She did not understand things like death when she was younger, and she was determined to stay strong for my mom, you know?" He pressed his lips to Grimm's cheek. "Perhaps... you shall see him again someday, hm? He could very well still be out there." He suggested with a hopeful look. Grimm lifted his head, a bit of a desperate look on his face as he reached up to brush both of his hands through Kyn's hair repeatedly. "But I want you to be here when he does." He croaked. "I want him to meet you and I want him to see how far I've come." He smiled through the tears that threatened to fall. "I just want everything to be okay, Kyn. And it's not." He shook his head. "Jesus fucking- This is ridiculous. I shouldn't be making you upset." The brunette just shook his head, rubbing little circle with his fingers on Grimm's shoulders. "I am upset, but only because I am breaking my promise to you. I promised I would never hurt you, or make you upset, yet..." He shrugged with a little half smile. "I have, and I apologize." He sagged foreword, head falling onto Grimm's shoulder and arms falling to his waist. "No, you... It's not even your fault, Kyn. You didn't choose to have this." Grimm turned his head so his face was buried in Kyn's hair. He hummed into his hair, eventually singing softly, "Oh, the waves roll low, and the waves roll high and so it goes, under the bright, blue, endless sky... The waves try to measure the days that we treasure... wave hello, and wave goodbye." He sang a little more after laying Kyn back down, songs that he remembered Kyn saying he liked a lot. Kyn smiled and hummed along, albeit a little tiredly, curling back into bed. If there was one thing that he didn't like about this, it was being bedridden. It made him restless and bored, but he very well couldn't stand on his own much anymore. However, it meant he got to hear Grimm sing to him, and he was never going to pass up an opportunity to hear that. Eventually, though, tiredness got the better of him, and he was lulled into sleep by Grimm's voice once more. Grimm often did that when he knew Kyn was too tired, which was frequently. The next few days after that Grimm hardly ate- even less than he already did. He hardly slept, too. His mom had trouble sleeping as well and called him early in the morning sometimes just to talk, but Grimm was so tired and out of energy that he was starting to wonder if he should be in the hospital just as Kyn was. Near the end of that week, Grimm had Kyn's hands in his and he pulled the chair up to the side of the bed again, laying his head next to the man's on the pillow and pressing soft kisses to his nose, cheeks, forehead, and lips every now and then as he sang. He hadn't cried since that one time earlier in the week when he'd been telling Kyn those stories and he wasn't about to start crying now. He'd been holding it in all this week and he could hold it in a little longer. "I will love you," Grimm sang quietly, "until my dying day..." he stopped and spoke this time. "I promise I will." Kyn gave a soft little exhale, looking up at Grimm with half open eyes. Regardless to whether or not the last sentence was directed at him or it was part of the song, he murmured "As shall I." quietly, almost inaudibly. He was once again tracing his fingertips across the man's prominent knuckles and pursed his lips a little in thought. As Grimm fell silent, he gave the man a smile and weak, reassuring squeeze on his hand. "There was an old saying I heard once." He said thoughtfully, tilting his head back with a little sigh. "'It is only by fate that any life ends, and only by chance that it is mine, not yours.' Pretty dark, is it not?" He chuckled a little to himself. "I think my grandfather said it too me once. I cannot really remember him at all though. Just.. just those words." He turned half on his side, tilting his head up briefly to press his lips to Grimm's cheek. "I know it is getting a little late... but could you sing to me a while longer?" "I'll sing until they kick me out," Grimm smiled, continuing to sing for the time being. He still peppered Kyn's face and hands with kisses. And when Kyn was half asleep and the doctor came in and informed him that visiting hours were over, he leaned down and made sure that Kyn knew he loved him more than anything he could ever love and it would always remain that way, and then the aqua-haired man chuckled, telling his fiance that he would have taken Grimm's last name at the wedding and he knew it. And he said to him, "Kynareth Huntsback. I like the sound of that." "As do I." Kyn smiled up at him and gave a little half muffled yawn. Though he knew there wasn't much necessity to saying it, not when he was sure he knew the answer anyway, but he still asked "You will be back tomorrow, right?" He released his grip on Grimm's hand with a frown but shook off the expression when he looked back up at the man. "Maybe we can have a little make-shift wedding in here! Heh, small indeed." He curled back onto his side and let his eyes fall closed a few more seconds than he meant to. "Well... I love you, come back soon, okay?" "I love you too," Grimm smiled. "I promise I'll be back tomorrow. Bright and early." He kissed him one more time on the forehead before forcing himself to exit the room, giving one last "goodnight" to him as he closed the door. He walked out in a bit of a daze, not sure why he felt different tonight than he had all the other nights. And it wasn't a good different either. He went home and called his mother, telling her goodnight and that Kyn said hello. He still couldn't fall asleep until around 1 in the morning, his hands gripping the pillow he was using. He woke up with a start to the phone ringing an hour later and he stumbled out of bed, picking it up and answering with a slurred "Hello?" Not even a few minutes later, he was hanging up the phone numbly and walking to get in his car, turning up his music as loud as he could possibly stand it and then driving to the hospital. As he pulled into the driveway, he sat there for a moment and stared at his hands in his lap, taking a moment to suddenly scream and yell and shout until his throat was raw and he was panting against the steering wheel. He was reassured and comforted a bit by the fact that his mother and sister were coming up to Spain after receiving the same call that Grimm did. And as he stood over Kyn's covered, motionless body, he wondered how his own mother would feel if she were to lose another son. End file.

Misc. Anime/Manga, Romance, Tragedy

Fanfiction

Misc. Anime/Manga The First Time **The First Time** **(This is a story of the first time Nadie "saved" Meta from something that was going on, and it's more of an abbreviated version of the story as it will be picking up from where Aaron has found the downed spacecraft in another dimension and is about to embark on a journey there.)** **Aaron's apartment...** **"Come on Aaron!" Nadina moaned at Aaron as he continued to run different scans on his laptop.** **"Nadina...seriously. I told you this is way to dangerous for you," Aaron responded without even batting an eye or hesitating.** **"This can't be worse than when I helped you fight the DNA Ghost," Nadina huffed.** **"Ohhhhh believe me yes it can. I told you I've fought a lot of things in my lifetime and believe you me this ranks up there with some of the worst."** **"But I can be of help, Aaron!" Nadina begged again.** **"Nadie...seriously, WHY do you want to fight so bad?"** **"Because!"** **"And that kind of answer is?"** **"It's just an answer of why!"** **"That's not an answer. That's an excuse," Aaron groaned and shook his head.** **"Pleeeeeeeease?" Nadina gave him puppy-dog eyes trying to use her moe face to influence him to let her go.** **"Nadina Mason...I said NO."** **"FINE!" Nadina stomped off into the spare bedroom and flopped down on the bed pouting like a three year old.** **"Seriously...what is that girl's problem THIS time," Aaron thought as he finished checking over all the data on Windstrom and made his final analysis of the situation. "Well it's now or never," he let out a breath and spoke up, "Windstrom prepare to open a portal to the co-ordinates located.** **"Affirmative," Windstrom responded in his usual cold metallic robotic voice.** **"Hey Nadina," Aaron said calling his friend out from the spare room.** **"I'm not talking to you Aaron!" Nadina responded frustrated.** **"Oh for the love of...what are you three again or something?"** **"You won't let me go and you think you'll be fine all by yourself! I've helped you out before and you treat me like I don't know the first thing about being a hero!"** **"Nadina this isn't be a HERO. This is dangerous work. You don't get any do-overs. One slip and you die. That's all there is to it."** **"Exactly! One slip up and YOU die!"** **"Nadina...seriously."** **"We're through talking, Aaron!" Nadina shut the door and basically mumbled about on the bed again.** **"Wow...seriously, and she expects me to bring her with me when she's being a complete baby about all this."** **"Windstrom open a portal to the co-ordinates and equip my armour in mid-transfer."** **"Affirmative...portal opening."** **A massive rip in the space-time continuum opened and Aaron stepped through it. Before it could close Nadina quickly opened the door to the room and jumped through just as it closed behind her.** **Another dimension...** **MetaSigma appeared on the other side of the portal and looked around trying to spy anything he might have missed the first time on his scans. A few scant seconds later he heard a voice yell out, "CATCH ME!"** **Meta turned around confused and saw a cat eared girl come popping out of the portal and plowing into him which he easily caught. He tried his best to keep his face straight and his emotions from going off, but he still said sternly, "Mew Nadie what the HELL did I just tell you?"** **"Uhhhhh that you need help?" she gave a cheesy grin clearly seeing that Meta was trying not to just explode in rage on her.** **"Seriously...now I have to take care of a fricking teenager HERE as well."** **"Hey! I'm mature enough to take care of myself! Don't lump me in with all those other prissy super hero girls who need to be saved all the time!"** **"Mew Nadie...I just saved you from falling over into...well whatever the hell is under our feet. I think that constitutes the fact you're not better than them when 'I' have to save you over and over."** **Mew Nadie puffed up her cheeks and responded, "You know I thought about saying thank you, but I can tell it'll just fall on deaf ears."** **"You're right, because obviously you can't follow orders it seems so why would it matter WHAT you said."** **Mew Nadie continued to puff up her cheeks and turned her head away in rebellion as Meta just dropped her to the ground with a thud. "Hey! Don't just DROP me like that! That's rude!"** **"Then don't come FLYING through a portal to some unknown dimension when I clearly told you NOT too!"** **"I'm here now and I'm helping so get used to it Aaron!" she responded using his name.** **"FINE, NaDINA," Meta responded clearly pissed.** **"So what's going on then?"** **"None of your damn business, you want to live you stick close and FOLLOW ORDERS."** **"Aright, aright, jeeze take a chill pill you old geezer."** **"You know I could very easily open a portal and boot your ass back home Nadina. So be THANKFUL I'm letting you come with me."** **He had her there and she looked down nodding slightly, "I'm sorry, and I'll make sure I listen."** **"Thank you," Meta calmed down and motioned her to follow him.** **An opening in the side of the hull of craft is where Meta and Mew Nadie went in and Meta continued to look around careful and slowly. After a few moments Mew Nadie again asked, "So...is there anything in particular I should be looking out for?"** **"Yeah...if something moves...it dies. Nothing here is good news Mew Nadie."** **"Nothing?"** **"Basically we could be walking into a trap, or we could get the jump on this guy."** **"But what if something moves?"** **"Do you always ask such basic questions?"** **"Well...excuuuuuse me if I haven't been a superhero as long as you!"** **"Nadie...seriously...now is not the time for you to be throwing a temper tantrum again. We slip, we die...that's how this works ok?" Mew Nadie again puffed her cheeks and started checking around. After walking for a matter of hours, or what seemed like hours, the two heroes entered a large room and what appeared to be a decrepit old monitor. "Must be the control room..." Meta mumbled.** **Suddenly the power to the room came on and a massive dimensional barrier engulfed the room making it so no one could come in...or out. "Meta?" Mew Nadie looked around unsure of what was going on.** **"We...just walked..."** **"Into a trap...hehehehe," A sinister voice finished his sentence.** **"Yeah, thanks there buddy for killing my wonderful line," Meta grumbled.** **"Oh how I do love to kill the one liners of heroes! I must be getting good if I can tell what you're about to say! I think all those people I've turned into mind zombies seem to be...rubbing off on me, as they say?"** **"Great even your sense of humor has become so stupidly twisted I want to gag. It's not just your face anymore."** **"This coming from you? Please...you're no pretty boy so what makes you think you can get the girls any better?"** **"Because obviously I HAVE a girl right HERE," Meta pointed to Mew Nadie who was still looking around searching for where the voice came from.** **"I know you had to BRIBE this girl to come with you to make that joke work dear boy, but please you didn't have to drag her to an early grave."** **"You know for all that knowledge you've gained you seem to be pretty ignorant of who she is or WHAT she did to even get here. She practically THREW herself on me the moment I got here!"** **"Yes...hehehehe, I saw that and I must say it was quite hilarious seeing girls 'throw' themselves all over you."** **"Meta?" Nadie asked looking around still.** **"Whatever you do, DON'T attack when he appears," Meta whispered to her.** **A figure appeared hovering above them and chuckled saying, "Keeping secrets from me now are we? That's not very nice!"** **Suddenly Mew Nadie pulled out her boomerang and as she was about to throw it Meta yelled, "MEW NADIE I SAID DON'T-"** **"Ribbon...Lightning Tremor!" Mew Nadie yelled and threw her boomerang at the villan.** **"Oh what fun! A new toy!" the disfigured creature yelled and literally grabbed the boomerang out of midair like it was nothing and yelled back as he threw it back even harder at it's original thrower, "Here have a taste of your OWN medicine!"** **The boomerang was coming so quickly Mew Nadie had no time to react and Meta quickly grabbed her and dodged to the ground, but not before the boomerang had sliced through his armour and opened a gash in his left arm. "Meta!" Mew Nadie looked at the blood dripping from his arm and the pain on his face, "Oh my God I'm so sorry I just...I don't know what I was thinking."** **"Stay...back...I'll handle this," Meta grit out words.** **Mew Nadie nodded slowly as Meta got back to his feet and questioned, "So then you Two-Face wannabe, how about you tell me WHY you've people into this comalike state?"** **"Well...I'm a dream eater you see, so I have to naturally attack people in their dreams. How else do you expect me to do my work?"** **"Uh...how about you change professions and get some counseling. I know a GREAT guy who knows how to find the perfect job for you!"** **Clearly unamused the dream eater responded with a snide remark, "Yes and I know a great guy about how your FACE can be rearranged."** **"Do tell..." Meta said brandishing his beam saber. The dream eater pulled out a giant scimitar from his mouth and chuckled. Meta let out a war cry and attacked. The two engaged in an epic duel that shook the barrier just from the blows each weapon had upon the other.** **"You seem a little slow! Could it be that wound hurt you more than I thought?" The dream eater taunted Meta.** **"Heh, must be your _imagination_ if you think a silly wound like this is gonna do anything to me," Meta responded in his trademark cocky attitude.** **"I'm going to make sure I do more than just wipe that SMILE off your FACE!" the dream eater said letting loose a slash that was so immense that the force of the blow impacted the barrier and broke through it.** **Meta looked at the crack in the barrier and thought, "Holy crap I better watch my p's and q's, this guy isn't messing around."** **The action picked up even more as each slash and blow thrown continued to shake the entire ship. "What's going on Meta? You concerned?"** **"Wow what did you pick up from people's dreams!" Meta said throwing another devastating slash.** **"Oh a little of this and a little of THAT!" The dream eater threw a hard swipe and clashed his blade on Meta's beam saber. The sparks were flying all over the place as energy and demonic energy clashed and scrapped against each other as the other tried to push his blade closer to the other. "You know...I've seen things in dreams that would make men cry and run to their mommies. Do you want to know?"** **"Not...really!" Meta responded.** **"Well in this one dream-"** **"Ribbon...Lightning Tremor!" Mew Nadie suddenly threw her boomerang again.** **"MEW NADIE WHAT ARE YOU-?" Meta screamed out losing his focus and feeling the dream eater's blade slide down and slash through his armour and exposing a massive wound on his chest. Meta screamed in pain and the dream eater again grabbed the boomerang and threw it back with resounding power.** **"I though you had figured it out by now little girl!" the dream eater yelled as the boomerang hurtled at a blinding speed back at Mew Nadie. There was no way she could dodge it in time and she stood there as suddenly Meta shielded her and it was as if time itself had stopped. She saw the boomerang literally go through his left shoulder and was sticking out the other side of his body. She could see the pain and agony on his face and yet she could see something else she had never seen on his face before. A gentleness that literally made her heart weep.** **"M-Meta?" she said through a voice that sounded like she had been crying.** **"Damn you Mew Nadie...I thought I told you...to let me handle...this, but...I'm just...glad you're ok." Meta coughed out some blood and collapsed onto the ground.** **"META!" Mew Nadie screamed as the dream eater merely hovered above them and laughed knowing full well he had the upper hand easily.** **"Oh come on now no tough guy response that it doesn't hurt? No I'll save you because I love you corny line? Come on now...seriously when you save a girl's life it's because you love her isn't it!"** **Meta could only laugh as the pain continued to throb throughout his body and he rolled over onto his back to face the dream eater and responded, "Wow...you really are a piece of work. You think I saved her because...I love her? Dude...you must have picked up some pornographic dream because I sure and shit DON'T love her, but damned if I'm going to let some...disfigured assface dream eater hurt her."** **The dream eater growled and responded, "So be it...those words are your last...and to your grave they shall be!"** **A massive wave of dark energy began to surround the dream eater and the entire room went dark. It brough a chill to Mew Nadie's entire body and she looked around for any sign of where the dream eater might be.** **"Nadie..." Meta whispered, "I'm sorry."** **"No...no...I'm sorry for...causing all of this," Mew Nadie had tears in her eyes, "If I had just listened..."** **"Don't even finish...that sentence. We'll be fine...somehow and we'll discuss it when...we get back home."** **"But Meta!"** **Meta looked up at her with a warm smile despite the blood coming from his mouth and responded, "Have faith in me ok?"** **Mew Nadie blushed slightly and responded with a nod, "Ok..."** **"Now...when I tell you too...I want you to throw your boomerang at him."** **"Are you crazy? You saw what he did the last two times!" "I...know."** **"Then why?"** **"Have...faith."** **Mew Nadie looked at him and nodded responding scared out of her mind, "This better work or I'm holding you responsible!"** **Meta laughed and responded in pain, "You got it."** **The dream eater let out a yell and came at them sword brandished. "Now DIE!"** **"Now Mew Nadie!"** **"Ribbon...Lightning Tremor!" Mew Nadie threw her boomerang as hard as she could.** **"That silly trick AGAIN? Oh this time I'm going to make SURE you die by your own weapon!" The dream eater stopped his plunge and grabbed the boomerang in mid flight.** **"MOONLIGHT BLAST!" Meta suddenly let loose a massive wave of energy catching the dream eater totally off guard.** **"WAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHTTTTTT?" The dream eater was completely enveloped in a wave of pure energy as it torn him completely apart and his blade dropped to the ground with a THUD.** **"We...we did it?" Mew Nadie couldn't believe it.** **"Yeah..."** **"I did it! I SAVED META'S LIFE!" Mew Nadie seemed overjoyed.** **"W...What?" Meta slowly got back to his feet as the dimensional barrier started to collapse and the entire ship started to break apart.** **"I can't believe...wow...that's...that's a first!"** **"Mew Nadie!"** **"You can thank me later Meta! Let's go home before this place breaks apart!" Mew Nadie gave Meta a thumbs up. "Windstrom open a portal for home and make it snappy!"** **A portal opened and Mew Nadie helped Meta into it as the ship completely fell apart and disintegrated into nothingness.** **A few days later...Healing water chambers...** **Nadina stepped into the waters and saw Aaron without his shirt on floating gently in the waters. "Hey, how are you feeling?"** **"Like I got cut up pretty good?"** **"Still hurting a little?" Nadina chuckled slightly.** **"Like when I fell off my bike for the first time," Aaron deadpanned a joke.** **"Yeah...I said I was sorry ok?"** **"Relax Nadina, I said it's all water under the bridge."** **"Well...now I have a wonderful memory!" "A memory of WHAT? How you almost got us both killed because you didn't listen to me?"** **"Nooooo silly. A memory of how I saved you for the first time!"** **"Oh God...seriously..." Meta groaned as Nadina hooted and hollered still amped up about the whole thing.** End file.

Misc. Anime/Manga, Adventure, Humor

Fanfiction

Misc. Anime/Manga Growing Desires A crimson spell Ficlet **Disclaimer: **I wish Viewfinder and it's characters belonged to me but alas they belong to Yamane Ayano. **Crimson Spell**** : Growing desires ** Pairing: Hal x Val x beast Val Spoilers: None Warnings: Yaoi, light smex scene and suggested stuff(at least I think it is…) Note: My first fic!!!This fic takes place after finding rulca whom has decided to give Hal and Val a little privacy… also there is an omake at end of fic. Enjoy :) In the early hours of the night nothing could be heard except for the slight steady breathing of a young man sleeping and the crackling flame of a bonfire. Another sat next to this sleeping figure quietly watching his face as if trying to decide on something, than as if coming to a conclusion leans over and removes the cuffs. As soon as the cuffs had been removed black patterns appeared, sharp nails grew, canines appeared, eyes became yellow and slited. The beast quickly took over Vals conciousness, heightning his senses and hidden desires. A growl emitted from the beast towards Hal as he sat up carefully watching the mans movements. The beast knew already why he had been awoken… many times already had taught him what to expect when in his presence. At the first time he grew angry at the assault and strange feelings his body gave of because of his actions but now the beast watched the man confused at himself and his feelings. He could feel his other halfs concious wanting the man to be closer to him, a mutual feeling in himself began to rise. He wanted that too he decided. Still growling the beasts expression changed from anger to want. Hal just watched as beast Val stared at him and was contemplating on whether bound the beast with his magic or let the beast make its move first, gripping his scepter just in case Hal decided to see what the beast was up to since its anger strangely enough seemed to have disappeared replaced by an expression he knew so well. Not long after the nights silence was broken with heated moans and howls of pleasure, a sheet sweat covered each body as the heat between the two bodies steadily grew just as their hunger for each other was. The beast had taken control of the moment wanting to heighten their pleasure. It had always so far been he who had whimpered and moaned with pleasure, he who had been submissive but this time would be different, this man whom he loved to be near… to be filled with would be the one to moan and cry in pleasure. Growling with want the beast thrust in and out of the heated body beneath him just as the man had done to him, causing pleasure to course through both of their bodies. Hal could barily think as his body was being consumed by _his_ beast. Nips and bites were being placed over his body followed by licks and suckles at each thrust. His last cohearant thought before giving into the waves of pleasure was that he was glad he hadn't binded the beast. A howl of pleasure soon came from them both, and silence again filled the night as they both lay quiet, breathing heavily. Beast still above and inside the other began to close his eyes in content. Hal watched tiredly as the patterned stripes began to disappear followed by the pointed teeth and claws. Fighting sleep Hal gently rolled Val of him only so he could redress and replace the cuffs on the sleeping man before finally dressing and giving way to sleep himself. 'It's about time' grumbled rulca whom had left the camp after receiving a deadly glare from a certain sorceror. Hearing the final howls and the silence that followed Rulca knew that Hal had finished with the prince for the night but waited a few more minutes just in case before returning to the camp only to find the both of them sound asleep, content written over each others faces. After a few hours of darkness the sun slowly began to rise signalling the start to a new day. Stretching and shaking his head Val smiled and congratulated himself for waking up early enough to be able to watch his companions sleeping face. As he watched Val started to recall his latest dream which had been stranger and different from the others though the dreams themselves were far from what was suppose to be normal. He'd dreamt about his demon side again. It had started out the same as the others – the beast waking up suddenly during the night only to find Hal watching him calmly, the cuffs in Hall's hands. That was were the similarity to his other dreams had ended. Quite vividly he could remember want and need appearing out of nowhere to which the beast had somehow picked up and had acted on. Rulca who had just woken found the prince already awake and staring at Hal with a troubled look on his face. Along with that troubled look Rulca noticed, was a light blush quickly spreading over his face and a quickened breath. Val recalled himself mentally coughs 'the beast' advancing on Hal, he could remember the droplets of sweat covering each body, the beast marking Hals body all over aswell as the heat rising as body brushed against body causing sinful pleasure enough to numb both minds. He could vividly recall the sence of touch to the point where he began to wonder if it all was really a dream….sidetracked Val began to wonder if Hal's skin was really that soft…If he'd be that good to… Suddenly Val realised what he was doing to himself and mentally gave himself a kick. I cant do this Val thought, it's not right I'm a guy and a demon no less and Hal would he hate me – anyway I like women … don't I? Wanting to clear his mind of his strange thoughts Val quickly shook his head. Giving Hal one last look Val couldn't help but wonder how in the hell he didn't notice that Hal had a few strange reddenned spots on his chest. Curiosity getting the better of him Val leaned over Hal and gently lifted his top to get a better look. Surprise and shock took over…How can this be? Val thought… Their were many marks covering Hals chest and stomach, along with light scratches and faded bite marks. How.. just how did this happen?? Val could only think. After the initial shock passed Val began to realise that the positions of all the marks looked strangely familiar and just like that he began to place the puzzle together. Hal sleeping in every morning, the coughs refreshed feeling he woke up with, rulca's strange comments, the quick attachment to Hal, the strange dreams he'd been having since meeting Hal… Gently Val let go of Hal's shirt a realisation crossed his shaken mind, I… the beast with Hal it's all real – the dreams, they werent dreams but a front row seat to his demons actions… the reason everything felt so real as if he himself were taking part was because his body had been… Rulca had watched as Val had lifted the sorcerors top to see marks – the beasts marks all over his chest and stomach. Val seemed to be in shock followed by realisation and Rulca was surprised overall that Val hadn't punched Hal in the face then and their as he had believed would happen. He then watched on as Val let Hal's shirt go to stand and walk of into the woods in the direction of the crystal clear stream that they had camped conveniently close to. Watching Vals retreating back Rulca decided than and their that he wasn't going to get involved in the ticking timebomb waiting to blow up when Hal awoke. Stretching itself the bunny like creature decided to go and find some wild berries to avoid the fateful meeting between his two new friends and secretly to give them some time to each other to hopefully work things out. It wasn't to long after dawn that Hal woke to find the campsite empty, worry filled his mind and he quickly rose to his feet already attempting to connect to Val's aura. Sensing that Val was close by and his aura calm, Hal's quickened heartbeat slowly returned to normal and he sat back down to catch his breath. Once calm he quickly recalled that there was a stream close by and Val had probably gone there to wash up. Noticing Rulca gone aswell a vein slowly began to form on the sides of Hal's forehead and images began to form in the sorcerors mind as to what the two dissappeared companions could be doing. 'If that little beast has done anything to Val bunny stew is going to be on the menu for tonight's tea.' Hal grumbled, continuing with a few other threats and not so healthy promises. Deciding to make sure his worst fears are just that Hal decided he to would head to the stream to bathe before they leave the campsite. After ordering his unique one-of-a-kind horse to guard the campsite Hal didnt waste anymore time and headed of in the direction of the stream still too worried about Val being violated by a bunny to recall the night before and was also unaware of the evidence that had been left on his body to prove it. Somewhere further away from the camp a bloated Rulca lay on lush grass surrounded by berrie bushes, groaning to itself in slight pain. 'This is the last time I do those two a favour' muttered the mystical creature as it flopped over to its side,'I think I ate to much…' Rulca concluded. Clutching it's stomach Rulca decided that sleeping it of would be the best thing to do. Upon arriving at the lake Hal could see that Val was alone which eased his worries and allowed the dinner menu to be bunny free. Noticing that his presence hadn't been detected Hal stepped behind a bush not even realising what he was doing till it was done. Not bothering for to think up a reason Hal decided to just take advantage of his quick decision and take a quick peak on Val before joining him. As soon as he saw Val's face Hal was filled with unease. Something, he knew wasn't right and the more he watched Val's body language the more he became sure of this. Wondering what could be worrying his companion, Hal decided the only way he was going to find out was by asking him himself instead of hiding behind a bush like a peeping tom. Stepping out into the open Hal made his way to the edges water before quickly stripping himself of his clothes and hanging them up on a nearby branch. When he turned around he couldn't help but smile. Val had obviously noticed his arrival and had turned around in embarrassment during his unscheduled strip show. Once in the lukewarm stream, Hal let his body submerge in the water while closing his eyes and leaning his head back to wet his hair. When he bought his head back up Val had already turned back to face him. 'I have a question I'd like to ask and have you answer truthfully,' Val softy ordered stress clearly heard within his voice as he spoke, ' How did you get those marks on your body and from whom or should I say what?' 'Huh? Marks?' came out of Halls mouth before he could stop himself. Caught of guard Hal couldn't speak at first. All he could do was stare at himself as he finally saw each and every little mark that had branded his body and then it came to him, Flashes of the night before quickly entered his mind after that with beast Val staring in all as the one in control of the nights events. Val watched Hall's shocked expression as he stared at his own body as if he had just seen the marks on his body for the first time. 'Hall?' Val questioned, slightly worried at the reaction he had caused and wondering at the same time wondering If Hal didn't know about the marks than was it possible that he didn't know about the event he wanted to know about…could they have been drugged??? 'I…Val' Hal at first could only say. Patiently Val waited and than asked again, more calmly than before. ' How did you get those marks on your body and by whom or what?' Finally calmed down from the flood of memories Hal lightly touched the marks covering his heart before finally deciding to that Val needed to hear the truth, and not just about last night but about everything. Not just because it was the right thing to do either but because Hal had become aware himself lately of the growing feelings and attraction he had towards Val's good and dark side. It was geniune and that the only chance he had of winning Val's heart he knew was by confessing all and praying for a miracle that he would be accepted into Val's heart just as much as he himself had to offer. After coming to a conclusion Hal spoke 'Val, there is more than just that to tell you, you might want to get comfortable because It isnt short.' After everything was said the two sat in silence as unease grew within the area. Val was in shock, he couldn't believe what he'd heard..he didn't know what to make of any of it and to make it worse how could he get angry at the sorceror when that person had just confessed their love to him. After minutes ticked by Val spoke, 'sorry, Hal I really don't know what right now..I'm really confused.' Turning away from Hal, and still in a daze Val made to get out of the water but was pulled back by a pair of warm arms encircled around himself. 'Please, I..cant, stop this' he heard himself whisper loudly without realising his own body had already reacted to the strangely familiar action. 'You know Val, your pride upsets me..it stands in between our happiness…look at yourself, your body speaks the truth for you' Hal huskilly whispered in Val's ear at the same time tickling the sensitive area with his breath. Being the first time for Val to be in this situation instead of the beast, control of his own mind was already beginning to loosen as want began to cloud his judgement. Without realising it he arched his head back to look up into Hal's face and without regret told him that if he wanted it that bad to try and get it to which Hal happily complied. He didn't realise it but the beast and his emotions had become one again – more strongely to since they both shared a equally heated desire for Hal whether Val was ready to admit it or not. As it was Vals first time to be the one to receive pleasure from Hal instead of the beast, Hal took his time to prepare Val even more than he needed to making sure he wouldn't cause any pain only pleasure. It wasn't to long for Val to release followed by Exhaustion claiming his body. Val leaned onto Hal's chest and closed his eyes not wanting to fight his bodies want for sleep. 'I want to stay close by your side aswell Hal' Val muttered quietly for only Hal to hear before drifting off. Hal smiled and lightly traced the side of Vals face accepting that would be the closest thing he'd get to a confession of mutual feelings, at least for now anyway. Gently Hal picked Val up and carried him towards the camp to tuck him in his still made bed and place the magical cuffs around his wrists while debating whether they were really necessary anymore. After tucking Val in his bed, Hal went back to the stream to dress himself and gathered Val's discarded clothes. Noticing it was already dusk and that Val's in need of dire rest Hal decided that they would camp for another night before continuing their journey and then went of to gather wood for the campfire completely self assured that it would be ok for Val to be alone considering his energy levels were already depleted for the night. When Rulca woke it was well into the night, and panick quickly took over its mind. 'Oh shit, Hal's gonna have my head, why did I have to sleep so late – I only meant to have a nap, now I'm gonna be bunny stew because we havent been able to continue travelling..arghh' All the panick though was for nothing as when he returned to the campsite he noticed it was almost as if nothing had changed, though looking twice there was one big different, in front of the bonfire and under the same bed lay the sorceror and his prince. ------the end----- Omake: After a few hours of darkness the sun slowly began to rise signalling the start to a new day. Stretching and shaking his head Val smiled and congratulated himself for waking up early enough to be able to watch his companions sleeping face. Unable to resist and with a devious grin spread across his face Val pulled out a little bottle of black ink and a thin brush and began to color in Hal's nose and lips that finishing by drawing whiskers on his cheeks… Grinning he gave his masterpiece one last look and quickly repacked the evidence which branded him the culprit wondering just how long it would take for him to realise Vals artwork… silently he hoped it would be at least till after Hal went into town hehe end omake End file.

Misc. Anime/Manga, Drama, Romance

Fanfiction

Misc. Anime/Manga But I'm A Girl 1. My name is Akira Haneda, and even though it might not seem like it, I'm actually a girl. Ever since I started University, people have been mistaking me for a boy. It's kind of a new sensation for me. When I was in High School, I was sort of a plain girl. I wouldn't say I was ugly or pretty, but somewhere in the middle. There wasn't anything remarkable about me, other than I was unremarkable. So I guess I stopped trying. I was the type of girl who wore tights under her uniform's skirt. I got really sick my second year of High School and had to spend a few months at home. To make it easier on me, I cut my hair short. I suppose that's when I really stopped caring about how I looked. When I came back to school no one seemed to care one way or another, and I just finished out my time in school looking like that. I was really happy when I finally got accepted into Keiai University. No more uniforms, I could dress how I wanted. When I'm at home I often steal my younger brother's clothes (he's only two years younger than me, so his clothes fit), even if they are fashionable for guys. But they feel more comfortable than some of my normal clothes so I don't care. I kept the trend alive when I went to University. Then I started hearing girls gossip. "Who's that guy with the cute face." "Even if he's a bit small he's my type." "I wonder if he has a girl friend." Looking back I know it was stupid that I didn't realize it before, but they were talking about me. When I heard those things, I'd even look around to see who they were talking about. My world of ignorance shattered one day when after a lecture one of my classmates asked me to stay behind. I didn't really understand why until she nervously worked up the courage to tell me she liked me. It was embarrassing, for both of us. When I told her I was a girl, she was mortified. She asked me never to tell anyone, like I would brag about something like that. But she wasn't the last person. After awhile I realized I seemed pretty popular with the girls in my classes. I guess I make a better boy than a girl. I had put two-and-two together by this point, but it was nice getting attention. I wouldn't tell them I was a girl until things got weird or if I was directly asked, then I'd play it off as if they should have already known. After my first two months I thought maybe it was time I stop wearing boys clothes. I had gotten confessions from three girls and it was getting really weird. The school was about to take a few days break and I had decided that in between that time, I would stop borrowing my brother's clothes. On the day before the break, I was taking Lunch in a public student area. A girl I didn't know took a seat next to me and started to unwrap a bento. I didn't think anything of it, as she seemed to be just hungry, but then she started chatting me up. "At my old high school they let us eat on the roof." That was her opening line. I wasn't sure what to say to that, so I went with a noncommittal nod. "I guess the building is too high for that sort of thing. Still, it would be nice." She paused to take a bit from her lunch, then introduced herself. "I'm Miyu Hoshino, by the way." "Akira Handa." I told her automatically. She looked confidant in herself as she ate beside me, and I started to feel the aura of the situation start to change. I hadn't noticed before, but she was dressed up. Not in a flashy sort of way, but dressed up casually enough so that she was showcasing her best. Her hair was perfect, and the way she was eating was delicate. When I realized this, I also saw the confidence that I thought she was displaying earlier was more like frozen panic. The reason it felt so weird was that she was nervous and was trying to hide it. I inwardly moaned as I realized that she might be another girl trying to make hit on me. "You're dressed nice. Is it for a job or project or something?" I blurted it out. I was hoping she'd say yes and I was just panicking for no reason. "Dressed nice? You think so?" Miyu smiled slightly, but didn't look rattled, even if her eyes gave her away. I rubbed the back of my neck. I do that a lot when I get nervous. "Uh… yeah. I wish I could get away dressed like that." I thought I was giving her a subtile hint, but instead looked up surprised and started giggling. Then almost as if she tried to reel back her laugher she covered her mouth. But she looked less nervous now. "You're funny." _I wasn't trying to be. I'm a girl._ Is what I wanted to tell her. But the images of the three girls I rejected before still was fresh in my mind, and I really didn't want to hurt Miyu's feelings. So I tried a different tact. "I don't know if I am. In high school I wasn't that popular. I was pretty much of a boring person, not one ever noticed me. I guess that's why university is great. You can start over with a clean slate." "I-I…" Miyu was looking down at her bento. "I wasn't all that popular in high school either." I found that hard to believe. "Really? You look like a fashion model though." "Yeah, I guess…" Miyu wasn't making eye contact with me, but I saw her face become flush. I really stepped into it by complimenting her. "But I went to an all-girls school so I didn't stand out." If she went to an all-girls school, shouldn't she be able to tell that I'm a girl? This was getting painful. The longer this went on, the more embarrassed Miyu would get. "Hoshino-san, was it? I think you should know something about me." "Yes?" She was looking up at me now, her eyes looking into mine. Even my heart skipped a beat in that moment. This really was going to awkward. "Well… what I mean to say is that I'm really a g-" But I couldn't finish. At that moment the fire alarm went off. After the initial shock, Miyu and I gathered our belongings and started for the exit. Things were going orderly, as fire-drills are hammered into your head nonstop from Elementary School onwards. But as we made our way to the door, a surge of people pushed us forward, and panic set in. "It's a real fire!" Someone shouted out. There was a scramble to get out the doors. All those stupid fire-drill exits left these morons minds and they turned into a brainless mob. I was tousled and moved around so much that I was surprised that I reached the door. Before I left I looked back to see if Miyu was okay, but she wasn't beside me. I looked back and saw her pressed back-first against the wall near the door allowing people to pass her by. If she stayed like that she could hurt. I don't know what caused me to do it. I'm not brave at all. But Miyu looked so scared, so I had to do something. I pushed my way back and made it to her. I was about to lead her away when I was pushed against her, and it was only my hands on either side her head on the wall that stopped me from head butting her. She closed her eyes in a panic and wrapped her arms around my back, pulled me closer to her. It was odd. I was shielding her from the passersby with my body. I could hear her crying. "C'mon, we got to go before we get trampled." "My ankle." Miyu whimpered. But I could respond something big pushed passed us and my head slammed into hers. I was quick in that I turned my face so my cheek pressed against her instead of my nose stabbing her. When I pulled away, she looked less scared. "Sorry." I apologized even though it was kind of stupid for me to do so. "Put your arm around me and I'll help you out." "It's too chaotic out there." Miyu rightly said. I didn't care. I wasn't about to be trampled to death. Especially since I was starting to smell smoke. "Here." I picked her up. I have no idea how I did. I'm not that strong, in fact Miyu might even be the same height as me, but I was motivated now. "YOU'RE IN THE WAY!" I shouted. My voice was gruff and scary sounding from the effort to hold Miyu body weight and the sheer adrenaline pumping through my veins. People moved out of the way. It wasn't long until we reached the outdoors and I procured a bench in front of the building for Miyu to rest on. I sat down on the ground next to the bench, throwing my book bag off my back and breathing heavy. My body was still pumped from the excitement and I haven't come down from that high yet. "Thank you Akira-kun." I heard Miyu say. "You really saved me back there." I wanted to correct her, to tell her not to call me '-kun' but I was too out of breath. Instead I just waved an "anyone-would-do-the-same" type of wave and gave a heavy sigh looking at the smoke escaping the door we escaped from. "It's a good thing school was going to close down anyway for break…" Miyu went on. "I wonder what started the fire?" We didn't have time to speculate, as the fire-brigade had finally arrived and were dashing importantly inside the build, dragging a long hose with them. I decided we were in the way and I helped Miyu to her feet and we left school grounds and took a seat on the outside wall of the entrance. "Akira-kun, I know this is a bad time… but I was… I was trying to work my way of asking you… Then the fire happened. We could have died back there, and I guess I realized I can't be scared anymore. Life is short and you have to seize the moment. So… what I'm trying to say is… well…" My heart sunk. After all of this, I would have to turn her down. I decided I'd would cut her off before she asked me, and just tell her point-blank that I was a girl. I faced her and she started, our eyes connected as she was willing herself to be brave. I'm so like her in that aspect. Deep down I'm a shy too. "Akira-kun…" "Hoshino-san, I'm-" Her finger pressed against my lips. I don't know why it commanded me to stop but it did. "Even if you're going to turn me down, I have to do this." Miyu looked determined. "You might not like me but… even if it's just once… would you go out with me?" Her eyes looked deep into mine. Shakespeare was right when he said "The eyes are a window into your soul", I could see everything. Miyu's fear, her strength, her vulnerability, her courage, her desperateness, and her confidence. My mouth opened with the intention of saying no, the correct sound never came. "Yes." 2. "You told her yes?" My little brother, Kenta, was shocked when I told him. I can't blame him, I'm shocked too. I said I would go on a date with a girl. Me! What was I thinking? I could still see Miyu's eyes burned into my mind. How brave it must of been for her do to that. "It's just one date. I'll go out with her, then tell her the truth afterwards." I told him. "I figured that I could at least give her that…" "This is both weird and funny at the same time." "It's not funny." I told him. I wasn't in the mood for this sort of thing. "A girl's heart is…" But what was I saying? By not telling her I could still hurt her. But by saying no… after looking into those eyes… I'm so confused. "So what are you going show up as? A boy or a girl?" Kenta asked. It was a fair question. If I dressed like a girl, then everything would be out in the open already. But I did promise her Miyu one date. Would it be kinder to let Miyu have that date or tell her straight forward. "I guess I shouldn't lie to her." I finally decided. "My sister, the heartbreaker." Kenta teased. "Shut up!" The day of the date I was actually nervous. When I looked in my closet I realized that I had been dressing like my brother for so long I didn't have that many girly clothes anymore. The ones I had were too small, and I couldn't show up in my high school uniform. So I had looked at the clothes I had, the ones I didn't borrow from my brother. They were plain looking, cut for a girl, but still looked way to boyish. Groaning I gave up. My brother had nicer things, and it would really be horrible if I showed up dressed like a slob. I'd just have to tell her outright. When I went to borrow some of his clothes, Kenta teased me some more. "At least I got a date on a Saturday." I retorted. That shut him up. I showed up at arranged meeting place. I really didn't have a plan for a date, but I thought that I'd take her to something fun and typical… one I'd like to go on with a boy if I had a chance. But instead of telling her at the end of the date, I'd tell her up front but still treat her to lunch and a movie. That sounded reasonable. Somehow I got there early. This was starting to look like a shōjo manga scenario. Soon Miyu would arrive and say "Did I keep you waiting for long." and I would go "No, I only just arrived." The thought of it made my blush. How corny is that? But when Miyu arrived moments later she greet me with a giggle. "I thought I'd be the early one." Miyu told me. "Looks like you beat me here." "Oh. Uh, yeah sorry about that?" I stammered not sure what to say. She looked really nice. Before she was dressed up for school, but today she was dressed up for a date. I wished I looked like her. She's so pretty. "I-is there something wrong?" "Huh?" "Well… you're kind of staring at me?" "Am I? Sorry, it's just you're so beautiful." Why did I say that? It's okay for a girl to say that to another girl, but a boy? What in the world was I thinking? "D-Did I dress up too much?" Miyu's face was burning red. "No! No… sorry, I just… I shouldn't be allowed to speak in public is all." I felt weird. "I don't know…" Miyu smiled a small smile. "You're kind of cute when you're nervous." "I'm cute?" Then I remembered. I was supposed to of told her I'm a girl by now. I'm only making the situation worse. And after I went and said she's beautiful. She'll think I'm some sort of pervert or something. "Hoshino-san, I should tell you something…" "Could you call me Miyu-san or Miyu-chan?" "Huh?" "It's just that Hoshino-san sounds so formal… and you saved my life and all so-" My mind went blank. "Oh, I just realized I keep calling you Akira-kun, and I never asked you if that's okay." "Yeah, I guess so." I said then immediately screamed internally. I'm getting no where at all. I should have just told her flat out. "Akira-kun." Miyu smiled. I breathed in determined to get the information out. "Miyu-chan, I'm not really a-" "Oh how rude of me." Miyu interrupted. "Please don't think I'm saying this as an after thought but… I think you look nice as well." "Uh, not really." I rubbed the back of my neck. I'm out of my league here. She looked slightly put back. "You must of gotten picked on a lot in High School, huh? You can't take a compliment so well." "I wasn't really picked on that much, more like looked over." "I understand. I was the same. I think I told you before I went to an all-girl school. Only the really pretty girls stood out." This was getting off topic. But before I could return to the not-a-guy situation, Miyu had decided the date had officially began. "Shall we go?" I gave up. I'd have to find another opportunity to tell her the truth. Perhaps at lunch. When we arrived at the restaurant I picked out, I was all too aware of other couples staring at us. Miyu was beautiful, so how could they not? I wondered if they could see through the boy's clothes and realize there was girl underneath. But Miyu was happy, and I found that I kept forgetting to bring up the I'm-a-girl topic as the conversation kept getting steered away from that. There was just something about Miyu that disarmed me. After lunch we went to a movie. She asked me what I wanted to see, but I always thought the girl picked that sort of thing. Then again, I am a girl, so the whole thing is a mess. I wondered if I should pick something that was overly manly, to punish myself for being a complete idiot, or just pick something overly girl to give her one more hint that I'm not what she thinks I am. I couldn't decide and in the end, she picked something about Kunoichi (Female Ninjas). The movie was… well I guess Miyu didn't know what type of film it was. "I'm sooo sorry." Miyu told me as we left the cinema. "I'm so embarrassed. I didn't know it was that kind of movie." "Don't worry about it." "I guess guys like that sort of thing." Miyu laughed nervously. "I wouldn't know." I shrugged. "It seems to me if you're going to be a ninja, you'd need to wear more concealing clothes at least." Miyu went on. "Anyway, I'm sorry. I thought that it might be an action movie and you'd like it." "Thanks for being considerate." The date was starting to come to a close and I still hadn't told her. I couldn't say anything during the movie, I was stuck at square one. I needed something with no distractions. I spied a public park a crossed the street from the cinema and suggest we have a stroll there. Maybe I could work up the nerve to finally tell her the truth. As we entered the park I became all too aware of all the other Saturday couples. This was a bad idea. They were all cuddling and lovey-dubey. This kind of environment was going to be even worse. But I couldn't string Miyu along any longer. It wasn't right. She had to know. "Akira-kun, is it alright if I hold your hand?" Miyu asked once again making me drop my guard. "Sure." I took her hand. I could tell she was shaking. Was she that nervous? "You have small hands, and they're pretty soft too." Miyu commented mainly out of nervousness. If she were a boy, I'd think it was cute. Who am I kidding, it's cute even when she's a girl. "Everything about me is like that." I tried to open with. I couldn't hold it off any longer. "Small and soft?" Miyu smiled timidly. "Kinda like me. I should try and be braver, huh? Would it surprise you that this is the bravest I've ever been?" "Holding my hand?" "No. Being with you. I noticed you the beginning of the semester and it took me forever to work up the courage to sit next to you like I did. I didn't think I could ask you out, but somehow I did." "You don't have be so shy. You're really pretty, I'm surprised you didn't have a boyfriend." "You really say the nicest things to me. Maybe that's why everyone likes you." "What do you mean?" "All the girls think you're cute. And you're really nice to them. And you never hit on anyone. You're kind of perfect." _Of course I wouldn't hit on any girls. I am a girl. _ If only I could tell her that bluntly. "I'm not that great…" "I'm happy you agreed to go on a date with me." Miyu ignored that last part. "Even if you don't like me." "What do you mean?" "I can tell you just want to be friends." Miyu looked slightly ashamed. "I keep seeing you trying to tell me, but I didn't want to ruin the date. I'll never get the chance to do this again, so I guess I was being selfish. I hope you don't hate me." I felt really bad now. But I should I do now? Should I ruin her memory of going out with a _nice guy_ or tell her the truth? I'd hate it if the situation was reverse. Would living in ignorance be better than knowing something that embarrassing? But it's not like I'd never see her again. Eventually we'll be back in school again and I'd still see her. I didn't want to make her look like a fool later on. She's to sweet for that. "I don't hate you, but you'll probably hate me after I tell you the truth." I couldn't look into those eyes. "I'm not a guy at all. I'm really a girl." 3. "What do you mean, 'you're a girl'? I don't get it." I finally said it. Miyu let go of my hand when I told her so she could cover her mouth which was open in shock. I wanted to run away. I can't believe I let this go on for this long, this is all my fault. "I didn't mean to trick you… but I couldn't figure out a way to tell you." Pathetic excuse. I knew she was going to cry or slap me or… I don't know, run away and scream that she hated me. What would I do if it were me? "I… I guess you did try and tell me." A surprise response. I didn't expect that. "Miyu-chan, I-" But I didn't have anything to say to that and her name lingered in the air. "I must look really stupid now." "No you don't." "How can I not?" Miyu's bottom lip quivered. Why was I noticing her bottom lip? "Are you sure you're a girl?" "I can prove it to you if you don't believe me." I said mainly out of sarcasm. "Okay." Again, I didn't expect that. Now I was nervous. In sarcasm I was meaning I'd strip naked and show her the evidence, but that was just a joke. There's no way I'd do that for real. Maybe she'd be satisfied if I let her touch my chest… or what little there was of that. Since we were in a public park I wasn't too keen on having a girl grope me in front of everyone. "C'mon." I pulled her hand and lead her to an area that was largely secluded and filled with big trees. I took her behind one, and suddenly felt a wave of nerves. Was I really going to do this. Miyu looked expecting. I bit the bottom of my lip and pulled Miyu's hand up my shirt and let her feel my bra. I couldn't look her in the eyes as I felt her hand first cup my breast then squeeze it to make sure. Then she withdrew her hand. Silence. Dead, cold, awkward silence. I wanted to die. Miyu probably wanted the same thing. "You really are a girl, aren't you?" "Yeah." "It's kinda hard to fake that…" Miyu went on. "Unless…" "C'mon, I know it's not much, but they're real." I blustered out embarrassed. Miyu lowered her eyebrows. "I should have known. You're too pretty to be a boy. I'm such a moron." "Well if you're a moron then everyone else who asked me out is one too." I shot out. "Why do you dress like this?" Miyu demanded. "I wasn't trying to fool anyone. I just dress like this 'cause it's comfortable. But it started to become a problem. I decided that when school break happened, I'd go and buy some proper girls clothes. But… well…" "Yeah." Miyu nodded. "I guess I understand now." "I'm sorry." "There's one thing I don't get. Why did you say you'd go on a date with me?" I didn't really know how to answer that. So I just decided I'd be honest. "I didn't want to make you sad… after you gathered up all your courage to confess to me." Miyu turned away for a moment. I didn't know if she was mad or not. But I was glad the truth was finally out there. I just hoped she wasn't the vengeful type and start spreading rumors about me. What a mess. "You're a nice person afterall." Miyu sighed and leaded her back against the tree. Then, once again she caught me off guard. "Have you ever dated a girl before?" "No." I quickly said. "I'm straight." "Are you?" Miyu was looking at me with those soul piercing eyes again. "I used to go to an all-girl high school, you know. Girl's love isn't foreign to me. I'm not offended by that sort of thing." "I've never gone out with a girl before." I restated. Of course I've never gone out proper with a boy either, but that was besides the point. I'm in uni now, that's too embarrassing to admit. "You know… you were way nicer to me than you needed to be. You could have just took me out and left it at that. But you were sweet and complimented me… called me pretty." I wondered if Miyu wanted me to be that way so she'd feel better about herself for mistaking me as a boy. That way she could hate me for using her innocence. But I didn't want her to hate me or start stories about how I was some enemy of women. "So I'm not allowed to be nice? The date seemed important to you, and I wanted to give you a nice memory. Besides, complimenting a girl when you're a girl isn't flirting." "Really?" "If you knew I was a girl from the beginning, me saying you look pretty wouldn't bother you." I pouted slightly. I could literally feel my lower jut out. "And so what, you do look pretty, it's not a crime to point that out." Miyu didn't say anything for the longest time. "Are you sure you're not gay?" "I told you I wasn't." The silence was killing me. Because I couldn't take it, I looked out into the sky. The sun was starting to set. I couldn't admire it's beauty, I was too flustered. Now what? Miyu basically held all the cards and pretty much decided the rest of her school life from now on. Was she vindictive? "So…" Miyu finally said something. "…can I just pretend you're a boy and can we finish our date?" "Huh?" "You were right about the date being important to me. It took a lot for me to ask you out. So I seems wrong just to end it like this. I mean… we went this far, right?" "Alright?" I wish I could say I understood, but I didn't. Even if she said that, everything was out in the open and it wouldn't be the same. Regardless, Miyu slipped her hand into mine and faced the sunset along with me. We didn't say anything, just watched as the sky's hues changed colors. She leaned her head against mine affectionately and it was all I could do not freak out. Part of me liked it, the other part was a mass of confusion. "Could you walk me to the bus stop?" Miyu asked once the sun slipped behind the horizon. "I've never been out this late before and I'm a bit scared." "Alright." Miyu giggled. "What?" "I guess I can't pretend you're a boy anymore. I feel so silly for not seeing it." We walked out of the park. Even though she said that, she still clung to my arm. She probably was just scared. We talked little on our way to the bus stop. I mind was filled with so much fragmented thoughts it was just chaos. There was no cohesive thought to be had. When we arrived at the station, we waited for the bus. "Akira-kun-" Miyu started, but then corrected herself. "Akira-chan I mean… Thank you for the date. It really meant a lot to me, even if it turned out a bit weird." "Yeah." I didn't know what else to add. It did turn out weird. "I'm sorry I didn't say anything before." Miyu shook her head. "Don't worry about it." She looked like she wanted to say something more but she didn't. I didn't want to pry. The only thing I wanted to know is if her opinion of the day would change when she got home. That could be bad for me. Then out of no where she giggled. "What is it?" "I got to second base with you, and we didn't even kiss." "Huh?" "Earlier in the park…" Miyu elaborated and pantomimed squeezing my boob. "Oh! Uh, yeah that happened." "You're embarrassed!" "Not really." "You are too." Miyu giggled again. "Was it the first time someone's done that to you?" I didn't answer, I guess the look on my face told the story. "I'm your first then. It's payback for not telling me sooner." Miyu winked, speaking in a playful voice. This really did sound like a manga. "Story of my life. Skipping first base and being groped by a girl. I guess I deserved that." "So you never did have a boy friend then?" She didn't have to rub it in, but I nodded never the less. "Me either. I guess we're both losers." "You're not a loser. You're so pretty you can be with anyone." I told her without thinking. "I'll never work up the courage to ask someone else out. Look at my track record. Knowing my luck it'll be another girl. Maybe not one as nice as you. She'll start spreading stories around and everything." I wondered if she was worried that I would be the one to tell people about what happened. As far as I was concerned she had the upper hand and could be the one saying I tricked her. "Let's make a deal and promise not the tell anyone what happened." Miyu must of not been listening. She was looking down the street at the bus arriving. People were starting to form behind us as well. I felt suddenly awkward. What would happen now once we separated. Would we pretend and not know each other or would my life be changed with everything thinking I was some cross-dressing pervert? "Well this is goodbye for now." Miyu interrupted my thoughts, as her train pulled up. "Ah, yeah. Take care of yourself." Miyu turned to go, but stopped for a second, then turned around. As quick as lightning she pressed her lips to mine. I don't know why, but I didn't stop her. The world seemed to stop and she seemed to be attached to me forever. Then the world restarted and she was on the bus, waving at me as it sped out of site. What the hell just happened? 4. Kenta knew something was up the moment I got home. Of course he wanted to know the details of what happened, but I couldn't tell him. I didn't want him to tease me about it. I couldn't get that kiss out of my mind the whole school break. Even though I went shopping for some proper girl clothes, I kept thinking about her. I don't understand why Miyu did that. I was to stupid to ask for her mobile number when we were out, so I was left in the dark. It didn't make sense. Miyu was straight, right? Then I had some doubts in my own mind. Was I straight? I mean all I could think about was that date after all. When thoughts of returning to school creeped their way in, I realized that I was far to nervous to put on the clothes I had bought. At least until I got my mind straight I needed to hide in my brothers clothes again. I'm pathetic. When I returned to university later, I felt on nerve. I didn't see Miyu anywhere, but then again, I never had seen her before so I wasn't sure where to look. I went into the ladies room to retreat even more with my confusion when I over heard a conversation. "…but I know I saw Haneda in the park last Saturday. And he was with a girl." "A girl, who was it?" "Not sure, I didn't recognize her. But she probably goes to this school. If I saw her, I'd know her. She was really pretty." "Haneda's been turning down everyone. I even heard he likes to give a lame excuse about being not being a man, like he's weak as a girl or something." _That's because I am a girl!_ "Well he said yes to her. I saw her hand go up his shirt. Then they watched the sunset together." "This sucks." When they left I could feel my heart racing. So those kinds of things were being said about me. I left the bathroom feeling uncomfortable. I should have just worn the damn dress I bought. As I was rounding the corner I stopped when I saw those gossiping girls. It seemed they were more successful in finding Miyu than I was. I kept hidden again. "Spill it Hoshino, how did you get Haneda to go out with you!" "I just asked." Miyu told them meekly. "I did too but he said no." Another girl had complained but was ignored. "Well… aren't you going to tell us anything about him?" "Akira-chan is… is like no man I've ever dated." I literally slapped the front of my face. What kind of answer was that? Sure that was technically the truth, but saying it like that sounded so dirty. "Akira-chan? You already call him that?" "It seems more appropriate. I thought I might use Aki-chan next time, but I'm not sure if that will go over well." "That sounds too girly." _I am a girl!_ They pried and pried with Miyu, but she only gave them vague answers. After a while, the girls must of sensed this as they gave up. When they had left Miyu surprised me again. She seems to do that a lot. "They're gone now, Ak-i-ra-chan." _What's with the sing-songy voice?_ I got out of my hiding spot, and could see Miyu properly now. She was as pretty as usual. I took a seat next to her, my mind a blaze with questions, but I was all to aware that now people were looking at us. "What are we going to do about all this, I wonder?" Miyu asked me as if I had the answers. "I don't know. Everyone thinks I'm a boy, huh?" "Yeah." Miyu nodded as if that was the least of the problems. It wasn't for me. "Everyone has been asking me about you. I don't know what to say." "Why didn't you tell them the truth?" Miyu thought about it. "I don't think it would be nice of me to backstab you like that. You should be able to tell everyone about it on your own. If I say something it makes you look bad." "But if I say something, I still look bad and I dragged you along." "No one cares about me anyway, so I don't care." Miyu shrugged. "Besides I already told you that I don't care about girl-girl relationships." I thought of her kiss when she said that. "I-Is that why y-you…" Miyu giggled. "You're so shy, it's like the roles are reversed." I rubbed the back of my neck. She was right, she was so nervous when she thought I was a boy. But now that she knew I was a girl, she changed completely. She was even more bold back then. Me on the other hand… I've been a nervous wreck this whole time. "I kissed you because that's how I planned the date to end originally." Miyu answered my previous question, as if she was reading my thoughts. "I didn't think I'd see you again, I had planned to kiss and run. I didn't want to back down from that either. Another selfish thing I did, sorry about that." "Oh." "You seemed to like it though." Miyu poked the side of my cheek with her finger. "You turned all red like you are now." I turned away. "It was my first kiss." "Mine too. We're such losers." Miyu sighed. I thought about it for a while. "The only thing for it is for me to come clean tomorrow. I should wear something girly and put on make-up and junk. You can just say you didn't know if they ask you." "Hmm." Miyu thought about it. "Is that the only way? It really makes you look bad." "I'll deal with it." "Why not just continuing like things are?" Miyu asked, but this time there was a bit of nerves to it. "You don't have to say you're a boy, just let people think what they want." "Now that everyone is talking about me, it's a problem. Am I to go through university lying to everyone? Even if it's a lie, I'll be alone." "You're not alone." Miyu chimed in. "No matter what, I'll be here." I don't know why, but at that moment that was the best thing anyone had ever said to me. Even after everything, she still wanted to be with me. It must of shown on my face as Miyu blushed. "I didn't mean to sound so forward." "It's okay I knew what you meant." "Do you?" Miyu blinked a bit, and looked down at her shoes. Now she was reverting back to the shy girl on the date. I'm so confused. "I really had a good time on Saturday. I wish that we could go out for real." "You're just saying that." "No I'm not. I was shocked when I found out, but… I still like you." Her face was burning red. She was giving me another confession, but this time she knew the truth. My heart was pounding so hard in my chest. She had said before that she went to an all-girl school and wasn't that phased by lesbian relationships, but I never thought she'd take part in one if she asked me out thinking I was a man. "Thinking back, maybe I asked you out because you looked safe to me, like I always knew you were a girl deep down." Miyu's voice got softer. "Do you probably think I'm weird now?" I wasn't sure what to think, and I told her so. This was all new ground for me. I hadn't ever been with a boy before, let alone a girl. I was out of my depth here. "Let's go out again." Miyu looked up at me, her eyes looking into mine. "I want to." "But what about… about everything." "I don't care what people think. And you shouldn't either. It's not like you're lying to them." She looked away. "And… I can't stop thinking about you. What about you? Did you think it was gross to go out with me?" "No." I admitted. "I just feel so confused, if you want to know the truth." Miyu giggled slightly. "Me too. It's a bit scary huh?" "Yeah. I kept thinking about your kiss and-" What the hell was I saying, admitting something like that? I really did sound like some yuri manga. "D-Did you like it?" "Y-Yes." "Me too. I thought about your face all week, after I left. It was so cute." Miyu smiled. "If you had lied to me just now I would have known." "You sound like your bragging." "Do I? I didn't mean too sound like I'm that confident in my kissing skill. But still, I knew you liked it." Maybe I was going crazy, but hearing Miyu say those things to me made me feel bolder. I don't know what compelled me to do it, but I leaned over and kissed her. It wasn't the best kiss in the world. It was ill planned and at an awkward angle. But there was definitely some electricity there. It felt more than a kiss. Miyu pulled away and giggled again. "That surprised me." "Payback for the other day." "Warn me next time." Next time. Would there be a next time? Did I want a next time. She was gazing at me, once again her ever searching eyes breaking into mine, as if she was devouring my thoughts and feelings. I found that I was getting addicted to her looking inside me like that. Then she moved forward and we kissed again. She didn't warn me, but I already knew she was going to do it, and I didn't stop her. I had given up. Maybe I'm not as straight as I thought I was. I couldn't ever recall thinking about a girl like I had with Miyu before, but then at this moment, I can't recall thinking about a boy like that either. Her kiss was intoxicating. When we pulled away I found that my arms somehow wrapped around her. I didn't know when that happened. "D-Do you want to…" Miyu stopped, collecting her thoughts as her cheeks burned a pink color. "Let's skip the rest of the day. I want to be alone with you." Alone? Alone with a girl? But just like her asking me out on a date and me wanting to say no yet I said the opposite, I did the same here. I couldn't refuse her. 5. "Did you see them, they were just making out." "Yeah, they didn't care if it was in public." "I wish I had a boy friend like that." "Ew, gross." Miyu and I shot passed the gossiping girls, pretending not to hear them. To be honest I can't believe we just did that right there in the open as well. As we left school grounds I realized that we had no plan, well not a great one. We just left, but there was no destination. And what exactly did Miyu mean by alone. Did she just want to be somewhere private or did she mean something more? I'm not sure if I could handle something like that right now. "S-So, where did you want to go?" I asked her. I was starting to second guess myself, scared of the path I was going on. Miyu was looking down at her feet again. I think she was hoping I'd take the lead in this. But to be honest I was scared out of my mind. She needed to be the boy now. "We can go to my place." Her place?! I was glad she was looking away because I must of looked like a frightened puppy. She led the way, explaining in a nervous ramble that she lived alone in an apartment building not to far from the university. Other students lived in the other buildings, as it was so close, but she didn't know any of them. I pretended to be interested, anything to keep my mind off of whatever dirty thoughts that were lingering in the back of my head. We arrived at her apartment. It was a small one room place one. I really felt like I was stepping in a manga now. "I'm sorry Akira-chan, it's not much." "This is great. My parents live nearby so I still live at home." "Oh?" Miyu was taking off her shoes and shutting the door. Somehow the sound of it shutting echoed in my mind. I looked around the room and saw her sleeping futon still out, next to a heated table. Images of Miyu and myself on that futon popped in my head and I felt my heart skip a beat. I hoped she didn't want to go that far. "I forgot that I left it like this. It's a mess." Miyu sounded embarrassed, her eyes on the futon. "Don't worry about it, it's not we planned this." I rubbed the back of my neck. Miyu sat down underneath the heated table, so I followed her example and sat down next to her. Silence. I could hear both of hearts beating. "This seemed like such a good idea in my head." Miyu finally said. "But now I'm completely terrified." "You too?" I blurted out. She looked at me and all at once we both started laughing. We worked ourselves up to this state on our own. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. "I got an idea. I want to see what you look like as a girl." Miyu once again spoke an idea that came out of nowhere. "Huh?" "We're both around the same size, maybe something of mine will fit you?" "Oh. Uh, well if you want." I felt slightly bashful about the prospect. Wearing my bother's clothes had become sort of a shield. Miyu got up and rummaged through her things then produced an outfit. Like most things about Miyu, it was really cute and stylish. It would be a waste on me. But she looked so excited that I couldn't say no. I started to take off my shirt, then felt slightly weird suddenly. Miyu would see me in my underwear. Why did that bother me so much? I didn't have anything special on, it would probably ruin whatever image of me she had in her head. But I pushed those thoughts out of my head and changed as quickly as possible. I could feel her eyes on me the whole time, or at least that's what my imagination was telling me. When I turned to look at her, she was carefully looking my brother's pants on the floor. "Well?" I gave a shrug feeling so awkward in the dress. Miyu stared at me. I could feel my face grow hot with her gaze. "You're so cute!" "I am not." I said defensively. I knew I wasn't cute as a girl. "Yes you are. All you need is… hold on." She got up and started messing with my hair. Not since my mother had anyone styled my hair like that. It was a bit nostalgic. I guess girls do this all the time, if I had girl friends in high school I might have not thought this was a big deal. She added a bit of color to my lips, then dragged me to a full body mirror that was attached to a closet door. I looked into it and saw some tomboyish looking girl standing next to Miyu. She was right. When did I become cute? "See I told you." Miyu giggled, then leaded her head against mine as we looked into the mirror. "This is the first time I've dressed like a girl since… I can't remember." "You wore a school uniform, right?" "Yeah, but that doesn't count. I wore tights underneath my skirt." I told her. "You're cute." Miyu repeated. "It's also a bit- I shouldn't say it. Sorry, forget I said anything." Of course with a lead in like that, I couldn't let that go. "What?" "I asked you to forget it." Miyu blushed and turned away from the mirror. I followed her. "C'mon, it can't be any more embarrassing than undressing for you." I didn't mean it to sound like that, but as usual I blurt things out. Miyu looked even more embarrassed when I said that, and I knew that she was watching me, even if I didn't catch her. Oddly, I didn't feel as embarrassed as I did when I changed. "Well then… if you put it that way…. I was just thinking that… that…" Miyu was stumbling over her own words. Somehow I thought it was cute, and caught myself thinking that. Had I really completely given into this kind of world? "…I was thinking that it's actually a bit s-s-s-exy that you're wearing my clothes." I looked at her in disbelieve. She hid her face. "Don't laugh at me!" "I'm not laughing." "It's weird of me to say, I know, I'm sorry." "Don't be sorry, I prompted it out of you, its my own fault." She thought I was sexy. Me. As a girl. I couldn't stop myself, I had to know. "Do you like me better like this in boy clothes?" Miyu, still looked pink in the face. Maybe I shouldn't have asked her right after she admitted something so mortifyingly personal. But I wanted to know. "I think you're cute both ways." Miyu admitted, though I thought that was a crap answer. "Could you kiss me like this?" Woah, what am I saying? Miyu walked back to me, with a serious look on her face. "Do you want me too?" We were facing each other, our chest almost touching we were so close. Her body heat surged from her person like a heater. I could see nothing but those eyes. Those eyes I could drown in every time they studied at me. "Do you?" She whispered. She was breathing heavy. So was I. She wanted to hear me tell her I wanted her too. Those piercing eyes scrutinizing my every thought. "Yes." My voice cracked, sounding slightly expecting. And she did. She led be backwards, and my back pressed against the wall next to the mirror, her body meshed with mine as she pressed her lips into mine. Her eyes momentarily peered into me, before they shut to enjoy the moment. I found mine did as well. Her mouth opened slightly during the kiss, inviting me in. My brain turned off and I followed instincts. Looking back now, I can't believe I was the first one to place my tongue into her mouth. But it was as if she were waiting for it, and greeted it with a passionate affection. So this was what it was like to french kiss. I had wondered. Miyu's arms wrapped around my neck and her fingers went through my hair as she kissed me. My own arms were around her waist, my left a bit lower than my right, almost touching her behind. Miyu pulled a way, and I found that I missed her. Though oxygen was welcomed. We looked into each others eyes, realizing that this wasn't just a fling anymore. I wanted her and she wanted me. "You can touch me, you know." She said. I wasn't sure what she meant, and it showed on my face. "Your hands… you can… you know." I realized that she wanted me to let go of the remaining restraint I was feeling. She wanted me to ravage her. I didn't know if I could do that. Miyu giggled. "You're so shy. I'm the shy one remember?" "Sorry." Though I do think it was a bit unfair. I was the one who started the french kiss. Miyu turned around and pressed her back to my front, grabbing my arms and pulled them around her midriff. She leaned her head back and lean it against the side of cheek. "I sometimes fantasized about behind held like this. Being touched…" She told me, as if she was encouraging a child that it was okay to swim in shallow water. "…is that weird?" "I don't think so." Miyu giggled. That laugh of hers was as addicting as her eyes. "Your heart is beating so fast, Akira-chan. So is mine." She pulled my hand up and placed it over her heart, just over her breast, then giggled again. "Your heart again…" "I can't help it." I couldn't. Miyu's body seemed to tingle under my sensitive finger tips. She leaned her head to the side exposing her neck. My body quivered. She wanted me to kiss her there. She wanted me to grope her from behind. This was really happening. Without a further thought I pressed my lips to her neck, the scent of her body and her hair filled my nose. "Akira-chan." Miyu whispered. I tried to stop myself, to ask her what she wanted, but she was pulling my other hand up and cupping them on her chest. I didn't care anymore. I was in a trance. Her neck seemed so desirable in my lips, and her breast as much so in my hand. Miyu's breathing increased and she started making cute noises. I was making her make them. My head felt so dizzy. Where had my reason gone? I don't know how long I was there kissing her neck, feeling her body, but I didn't want it to end. But Miyu pushed forward after a while, turned and faced me, her face as pink as could be. "Akane-chan… L-Let's go to the futon?" 6. I walked home with my head in a numb daze. It mirrored the feeling of my body. Miyu and I had made out for rest of the day. We crossed a number of thresholds I thought I'd never do, but we didn't cross the big one. The sex one. I don't think either of us could handle that just yet. When I left we both knew that we were a couple. There wasn't a big proclamation or anything, we just knew it. When I entered my house, I forgot to announce I was home and started for the stairs. But Kenta was coming down just as I was about to take my first step. I gave him a slight wave, then was suddenly snapped out of my daze by the look on his face. "What?" "For a second I didn't know it was you." Kenta told me. "It looked like a stranger just walked in the house. It wasn't until you waved at me that I realized it was you, sis." I blinked, unsure what he was talking about. Did he somehow figure out I was with a girl just then? "Don't be an idiot." "Well, can you blame me, you've never dressed like that before." Kenta still was staring at me. "Huh?" I looked down and my brain rebooted. I had forgotten that I was still in Miyu's dress and that she styled my hair. The image of what I looked like in her mirror popped in my hair and I remembered that I did look a lot different. "I went over a friends house and she wanted to play dress up." I murmured lamely. Kenta looked away and scratched his nose. "For what it's worth, looking like a girl suits you." "Oh shut up." I walked passed him, feeling embarrassed. When I had retreated in my room, my heart was beating. I know it must of been hard for my brother to compliment me, little rat, but I couldn't take him acting different around me. I walked over to my own mirror and looked at myself. Other than my hair looking a bit more tousled than before, I still looked like the image that appeared in Miyu's mirror. I looked at some of the clothes I bought the other day, thinking they weren't as cute as Miyu's, but were still girly. I took off the dress and put on the most tomboy outfit I bought, wondering if I'd go back to looking like the cross-dresser. But I didn't. Somehow there was a girl there. Did a little color of make up and styling hair make that much of a difference? Sighing I decided I'd wear this outfit the next day, and return Miyu's dress to her after I washed it. It wasn't until I had placed it into the washing machine did I remember that everyone at school thought of me as a boy. Some fear took over me, knowing that all those girls saw me kiss Miyu, then if I showed up like this they'd know the truth. But a part of me wanted them to know. "You're really freaking me out, Sis." Kenta told me again when I came into the kitchen. "When did you get that outfit now?" "Leave me alone, okay?" I glared at him. "Shouldn't you be happy I'm not wearing your clothes anymore?" Kenta shrugged, but still stared at me. I guess I can't blame him. I'll have to deal with the same looks tomorrow. The next day I went to the university as planned, with Miyu's outfit in a bag. I styled my hair the same way Miyu did the day before and added just a hint of color to my face. I even put in some stupid earrings. The effect was the same as yesterday. And like I had predicted, I kept getting a lot of stares from people in my classes. "Haneda?" A girl had called me after a lecture. I recognized her as one of the girls who confessed to me before, and part of the group that surrounded Miya yesterday. Like everyone else her eyes were glued to my appearance. I pretended to take a carefree air about me, though in reality I was feeling so nervous. "What are you wearing?" "Clothes?" I tried to sound casual. "I can see that… but you're wearing girl's clothes." "I am a girl. I told you before…" I looked at her annoyed. "I know but…" "You're making me feel weird." I told her and turned to leave. "I saw you kissing that Hoshino girl though." "So what." I told her without stopping. I didn't want her to see my face turning pink. "If you want to ask her out, don't bother, we're already seeing each other." I could feel her watching me as I left, but I made a point to try and ignore the feeling. I wanted everyone who was going to gossip about me to think they had it wrong the whole time, that I wasn't lying to them. Which was the truth, but I had to look confident. At least that's what I wanted to pull off anyway. "Akira-chan!" Relief filled my body when I heard that voice. Miyu had appeared, also carrying a bag probably holding the clothes I left at her house the day before. When I looked at her, she looked a cute as always does. "Wow, you really came like that, didn't you?" "Yeah." I smiled nervously. "It's been pretty troublesome." "Come here." She grabbed my hand and we went to a bench outside, both conscious of the looks we were getting for my classmates. After exchanging bags, we sat in silence, both pink in the face. Once again we were feeling awkward. "I guess we really are going through with this." Miyu spoke in a small voice. "D-Do you not want too?" I blurted out. "No! I didn't mean it like that. I just… you know." I did know. It was weird having everyone looking at us. Even now that we separated from the group, we could feel their eyes looking out windows at us. This sort of thing was weird for us. "I think you look cute." Miyu said quickly, breaking my thoughts of paranoia. "Do you?" I looked down at the outfit I was wearing, the tomboy one. "It's not as good as your clothes." "But this suits you, I think." Miyu continued. "And I like what you did with your hair." I was burning red now. "You don't have to compliment me, you know." "I know I don't." Her eyes were locked on me. "I thought some positive feedback might make you feel better." "To be honest, I feel really uncomfortable like this. I've been hiding so long in baggy clothes." I told her, then added. "But I like that you think I look cute." "I keep looking at your neck thinking it looks kissable." Miyu said, then almost as if she realized she said that out loud she clasped her hands over her mouth. "Sorry!" A muffled squeak came from her hands. "Kissable neck?" I asked. "I know, it's embarrassing." Miyu was still was hiding her mouth. Oddly I didn't find it embarrassing. I found my bare legs in public more distressing. "Well maybe you can kiss it later. Do you think you can settle for a normal one right now?" Miyu lowered her hands looked slightly miffed. "Don't make fun of me!" I laughed a bit, but lean towards her and gave her a small peck on her cheek. It remained it's pink color. "Sorry, I had too." Miyu sighed, sightly, then took my hand. "Teasing aside, I wish we had a class together." "Me too. I never can find you." I unwittingly admitted, accidentally giving away I had been searching for her before. "Uh-" "I know your schedule, but that's because I was stalking you from before." "Stalking?" "Not really stalking but… anyway." Miyu was looking frustrated at being the one embarrassed all the time. "I can write down my schedule for you, if you want." I nodded, and she let go of my hand, reached into her backpack and produced a notebook and a pen to do just that. I watched her, studying her face as she wrote. Then I realized I was doing this, and turned away, not wanting to make her feel weird. As I did so, I caught a glimpse of the gossip girls adverting their eyes. "That's really annoying me." I murmured. "You'd think they never saw a couple before." Miyu giggled. "A couple. It's so odd to hear that. That I'm your girlfriend." "Yeah." I realized it was the same for me. "But they still shouldn't stare." "Let them." Miyu said bitterly, then ripped the paper she was writing on from her notebook and handed it to me. "I wrote down other stuff about me, like my apartment number, phone number, that sort of thing." "Oh. Thanks." I folded the paper and put it in my pocket. "I'll text whatever you want to know about me to you later on, if that's okay." "I have to get to a class in a few minutes, but… I was wondering if you wanted to go out and do something after school?" Miyu asked, not that embarrassed anymore. It seemed the longer they were together the reality of the situation sunk in. It was just those times a part and reuniting that was the most awkward. "Yeah, I'd like that. I have one more class too." I informed her. "Let's meet by the front gate, where I first asked you out, okay?" I agreed and we both went to our classes. Unfortunate for me, my next class had a good amount of those gossip girls in it. I had a hard time focusing with them looking at me the whole time. Normally I would have talked to them, but I found their curiosity and looks really aggravating. If I talked to them today, I'd have to give them the whole story about Miyu and myself, and I wasn't ready to blab about that. After class, I packed up and went to the arranged area where I was to meet Miyu. Sadly the girl who talked to me before about my outfit followed me. It seemed she was the gossip scout. I really wasn't in the mood for this, and had thought about leaving and just texting Miyu to meet me somewhere else. But I'd still have to find the paper she wrote on in order to do it, so the girl would just corner me anyway. "Hello Haneda-san." She went. I sighed and turned to her. She looked nervous. Really nervous. Now what? 7. "What is it?" I asked the girl. I couldn't even remember her name. "Are you really dating that Hoshino girl?" "I told you I was." "But you're a girl." "I know I am." "And she's a girl." "I realize that. We're in that kind of relationship." "But-" The girl looked like she was struggling. I took a guess at what she was thinking. "No I wasn't trying to fool anyone that I was a guy, people just assumed I was. I kept telling people I was a girl but no one would listen. So I decided I'd dress like this. There, does that answer everything?" "I wasn't going to ask that." The girl looked slightly taken back. "I was wondering… how come you went out with her and not me?" That surprised me. "What? Well, you thought I was a guy, so-" "Did Hoshino already know you were a girl then?" "No-" "Then how come her and not me?" "I-" I was baffled at this turn of events. "I didn't know I liked girls back then." I admitted, pretty lamely. "I said yes because she-" But at that moment Miyu showed up. Even though she looked at the situation and looked as confused as I felt I was glad she was there. "Yes?" "I'm Akiko Fujiwara." The girl turned to Miyu, as if she would provide better answers than I was giving. "I asked Haneda-san to go out with me before, but she turned me down, then said yes to you later on. I just wanted to know why." Miyu looked taken back with the forwardness of Akiko. I couldn't blame her. "Oh. I just asked her." "What makes her so special?" Akiko rounded on me. "We're both pretty…" "Why do you care?" I blurted out, as I tend to do when I'm cornered. "You wanted to go out with me because you thought I was a guy. Shouldn't you be relieved you didn't get stuck with some lesbo?" Miyu shifted her weight on her feet, and I felt maybe I was too rude on how I said that. In the end that's what Miyu and I were, lesbians, and I just sort of made it sound like we were doing something gross. But Akiko seemed the only one unfazed by what I said. "No one ever turned me down before, that's why it bothers me." Akiko narrowed her eyes. "You said before that you didn't know you liked girls until you dated Miyu, which means she did something different initially when she asked you out. What was it?" "T-That's none of your business." Miyu told her meekly. "Why does it matter?" Akiko turned on her. "Because it's personal." Miyu's face was pink again. "A-And you can't have Akira-chan. S-She's my girlfriend." There was silence for a while. My heart was pounding watching Miyu defend herself. She's so shy it must of took a lot out of her. "C'mon Miyu-chan. Let's go." Miyu ran behind me and grabbed my arm. As I started to walk towards her apartment, Akiko just followed us as if she was invited as well. After a few minutes I stopped and turned on her. Akiko was not the least bit intimidated. "Stop following us." "I want my answer." Akiko crossed her arms under her chest. Miyu looked at me, then to her shoes. I could tell she was out of her element here. Truth be told I was as well. But Miyu had been as brave as she could be, and wanted me to be the "guy" in this situation. I hated it. I'm just as shy as she is, but I can hide it better. "Because I could tell she really wanted to date me." I blustered out. "So did I." "Yeah, but like you said, you can date anyone you want. So when you asked me, you expected me to just say yes. Miyu-chan asked me and expected me to say no. I looked at her and I knew I couldn't." Akiko snorted. "That's a lame excuse." "Well that's what happened." I fumed. "So you're going out with her because she's such a loser she thought you'd turn her down? Meaning you took pity on her. Pathetic." I don't know when or how I did it, but time skipped. The next thing I remember was Akiko holding her cheek, and the palm of my hand stinging from the impact of a slap. I never before had hit someone in anger before. Unless it's my bother, but rats don't count. But those words Akiko said stung me. I couldn't take someone calling Miyu a loser like that. "What the hell!?" Akiko rubbed her face. "Don't talk about my girlfriend like that." I was conscious of Miyu shrinking behind me. Akiko dropped her hand, a red imprint still on her cheek. "Whatever. Do what you want." And with that she turned around and walked away. We stood and watched her go, and with Miyu's gripping my arm again my rage subsided. Then all at once I felt so scared. What the hell would have happened if Akiko had decided she wanted to fight? I'd get my ass kick, that's what. What in the world was I thinking? "Are you okay, Akira-chan?" Miyu spoke so quietly I barely could hear her. "Y-Yeah." "I'm sorry about all the trouble I'm causing." "It's not your fault." I said automatically, then realized it really wasn't her fault and repeated it with the emotional weight it deserved. "We knew it's be hard for people to accept us… let's just hope that was the worst of it." We walked towards Miyu's apartment quietly for a while, both consumed with what had happened before. When the fear left me, I felt kind of cool. I stood up for myself and for Miyu. Maybe I wasn't such a wimp after all, even if it was foolish to stand up to a bigger girl. "You're not… are you?" Miyu spoke out of no where. "Huh?" "You're not just going out with me because you're taking pity on me, are you?" "No!" I said, a bit too loud. Loud enough that Miyu jumped. "I know you were on our first date." Miyu mumbled. "I'm such a loser." "Miyu-chan…" My brain was wracking itself trying to think of the right thing to say. "I wouldn't change my whole life just because I felt sorry for someone. I really care for you." It was the first time I said something like that. It was the first time anyone involved in this bizarre relationship admitted something more than just "I think you're cute" or something like that. I almost said something as close to "I love you." I knew I cared for her, that was true. But I also knew that, making out aside, we only went on one date. What if was showing my hand too soon by saying that? "Akira-chan." Miyu was smiling. "…" "You're scared aren't you?" Miyu's smile was still there. "I kind of just blurted out my feelings." I rubbed the back of my neck. "I'm glad you did." Miyu gave me a quick kiss. "I was feeling so horrible before, but now I'm the happiest I've been all day. Even if Akiko-san hadn't said anything, deep down I kept thinking 'This isn't going to last, any minute now she'll stop feeling sorry for me and leave.' I've even cried about it." "You have?" "In case you haven't noticed, I have self esteem issues." She smirked slightly. "Man, I'm really glad I didn't go to an all-girl school. It really messes you up, huh?" Miyu giggled. "Akira-chan… I… I care for you too." I placed my hand behind my head and pretend to be cocky. "Of course you do, I'm so great, afterall." Laughing, Miyu gave me a playful shove. "Oh, some ego you got there." "Not really." I laughed. "But… I do care for you. And I'm happy you stood up for me. I'm not so good at that sort of thing." I wanted to tell her I wasn't either, but it seemed stupid after I was playing the leader in so much of our relationship. I even carried her out of a burning building for crying out loud. So instead I gave her a kiss. When we arrived at her apartment, neither were in the mood to fool around. It seemed like we reached a milestone, and it felt too important to finish that with feeling each other up. Though I wouldn't have minded it. Instead we oddly just watched some TV together. Nothing special, just watching a program she liked, cuddling. When it was over we kissed a bit and I went home. I wondered if this was what it was like to be in a normal couple. Sadly my lack of experience was a bad thing here. I couldn't really rely on Miyu, she seemed to be depending on me. Part of me wished she'd take the lead, though I have to admit feeling awesome standing up for her. "Are you still seeing that girl?" Kenta asked me in a hush tone after dinner that night. I still hadn't told my parents about me dating a girl, and it wasn't until he had asked me in such a manner that I actually thought of it. "Y-Yeah." "Oh." Kenta looked unsure of what to say. "When can I meet her?" "You want too?" "Yep. She better be pretty if she's going out with my sister." He said, trying to sound casual about it, but I can tell he still was weirded out by the idea. "Thanks." I smiled at him. "I know it must be hard for you to understand…" "When did you know that you liked her?" That was a fair question. But it was hard for me to accurately pin-point the moment I decided that I liked her. So I shrugged. He laughed. "That sounds just about right." 8. The next week I kept getting looks from Akiko during class, but I noticed that the gossip girls stopped staring at me. I wondered what she said to them to get them to stop. It confused me, because I would have thought after all the information she dragged out of Miyu and myself, the girls would be more curious. But they on the most part returned to normal. It was only Akiko that acted weird. Miyu, on the other-hand, had gotten bolder and took every opportunity to lock arms or hold hands with me in public. The campus seemed to be ripe for this sort of thing, unlike some of the other public area we went too. I guess universities are just liberal that way. Miyu, also got into a new hobby of picking out outfits for me, and enjoyed playing dress up. It made her happy, so I did it. It felt odd to be seen as pretty. After three weeks our relationship was really blossoming, thought we still hadn't worked out way to actually doing _it_ yet. I think both of us are too shy to make the first move. Other than us changing in front of each other, that's as naked as either of us got. There was still over-the-clothes petting, maybe a bit of under, but nothing more than that. Part of me wanted to be bold and do more, and I could tell she was the same, but at the same time we didn't want to mess up what we already had. One morning Monday morning Miyu texted me and told me she wasn't going to university that day because she was feeling under the weather. Sadly I hadn't seen her that Sunday due a family emergency so I didn't know how she got sick. I hated not seeing her several days in a row. Sometimes life happens, but I couldn't believe how much I missed her. At lunch, I took our usual bench outside. It seemed far to lonely. But I would have taken the loneliness over Akiko awkwardly joining me with her own bento. "Nice day to eat outdoors." She commented to me, as if we were friends. "Yeah." I gave her a dry response, hoping she'd take the hint and go. "Where's your girlfriend?" "She's not feeling well today." I tried to ignore Akiko as I ate my own lunch. "Too bad. It's rare to see you alone these days." I glanced at her, then bit hard into my croquette. What the hell did she want anyway? As if she could read my mind she gave a huge sigh and pushed her bento box away from her. "Why won't you talk to me anymore?" I gave her a look, not sure where she was going with this. We didn't really talk all that much before, other than idol classroom chatting, and even then I didn't even know her name. "You called my girlfriend a loser." I finally told her. "So what." Akiko glared at me. "Didn't I get those other girls off your back?" "I guess so." I had suspected that was the case but now it was official. "Why did you?" "Just because." _Great reasoning there._ I thought to myself. I really didn't know what to add, other than something rude, so I didn't say anything else. "How is everything going with Hoshino… you know, with all of that…?" "Fine." "C'mon give me more than that." Akiko rolled her eyes. "I don't know what you want to hear." I told her truthfully. "You want to know if we fight? Or do you want to know how far we've gotten? Either one is too personal to tell you anyway, so what do you want me to say?" "Don't be such a prude. I'm just curious is all. I've never met a lesbian before." "Well I hope I'm entertaining for you." I seethed. Akiko sighed and picked up her bento box again and scooped rice in her mouth. We ate in silence for a while then she placed her box down again. "You're not a side show to me." "Then why do you want to know about that sort of thing?" "I said I was curious, didn't I?" "Yeah, well I'm not about to talk about my personal life just for your curiosity." I told her. She gave another hard sigh, which came out more like a snort. "Fine. I'll tell you something personal if you tell me something personal." "I don't want to know anything personal about you." I informed her. "I already know you're snuck up and noisy." "And you're stubborn and protective." "So what." I shot back. "You're also pretty and caring." Akiko went on as if I didn't say anything. "Wha-" The shift of tone was jarring. "What are you going on about?" Akiko was blushing suddenly. "Idiot. Can't you figure it out yourself? You like girls, so you should know…" I looked at her again, seeing her retreat her gaze from me when I studied her. "No way. You don't got the hots for me do you?" "Shut up." "I already have a girlfriend." I pointed out. "I know that already. But it's your fault I started to like you in the first place, so take responsibility." "How is it my fault?" "You slapped me." "Yeah… I didn't know slapping girls turned them into lesbians." Akiko was burning red now. "It wasn't the slap, idiot. More like I could see that you really love Hoshino. It kinda… kinda turned me on." "Ugh, I am just a fetish to you, aren't I?" "NO!" Akiko quickly shouted. "I just realized that… that I wanted you to feel like that for me." "Why me?" "I don't know." Akiko. shrugged. "I guess I like girls like you is all." "Well find one already, I'm taken." I blushed. Akiko laughed slightly. "Yeah, cause it's that easy to just go out and find a girlfriend. I'm used to dating guys. I have no idea where to start. Since you made me like this, I want you to tell me how to get a girlfriend." "Just ask out a girl you like." I told her simply. "What else am I supposed to say? Miyu was the one who…" But I stopped. I didn't want Akiko knowing about my first kiss. "UGH!" Akiko groaned frustrated. "Why is it that I fell for someone like you? What's wrong with me?" "Like I know." I sighed looking at my lunch, not really hungry now. It felt odd that Akiko confessed she liked me. The more I thought about it, the more flattered I got. But I wasn't interested in a snobby brat like her. Miyu was the only one for me. "So, how far have you and Hoshino gone anyway?" Akiko asked. "None of your business." I told her cooly. "At least tell me if you've done it." "I'm leaving now. I'm flattered you think I'm hot, but I'm not interested." Akiko gave a fake laugh. "You think you're so cool, don't you?" "Later." I walked away, aware of Akiko's eyes following me. It was an odd feeling. It was awkward having her confess to me as a guy, but even more so as a girl. I wondered what that meant. Akiko must have been waiting for a chance to get me alone all this time, and I blew her off. How did I become so popular in the world of girls? I thought of Miyu, sick in her bed right now, unaware of what happened feeling slightly guilty. When school ended I texted Miyu I was going to visit her. She texted me back telling me I didn't have too, that she didn't want to get me sick. But I was missing my Miyu fix, so I decided to go anyway. When I got to her apartment, it took quite a while for her to answer the door. She looked out of breath and pale. I could tell she tried to make herself look a bit more pleasing in a rushed fashion, maybe even pick up a bit, as she looked completely exhausted. I pretended I didn't notice for her sake and insisted she lay back down on her futon. "How are you feeling?" "Not as bad as before." Miyu spoke weakly. "I think I caught a summer cold." "Is there anything I can do?" Miyu smiled and shook her head. "I'm happy you came… even if I look like this." I wanted to kiss her, she was being so cute, but I knew she'd fight it. So I held her hand instead. "Don't worry, I'll wash up later." I told her as she was about to protest. "I wish I could be better company." Miyu said after a long silence. She had been zoning out, staring at me. "It's okay. You can go to sleep if you want. I just want to be around you." I told her truthfully. "I could make you something to eat later." Miyu nodded, sleepy eyed, I just wanted to hug her. "Go to sleep, Miyu-chan." I smiled at her. Within minutes, whether she was fighting it or not, she passed out, her hand clinging to mine. I sat next to her, watching her sleep. Part of me wondered if I was being creepy, but she looked so beautiful to me, even sickly like that. I watched her chest rise and fall as she breathed in and out, and how her facial expressions changed when she started dreaming about things. I don't know how long I was doing that, but a knock at Miyu's door broke my trance. She was dead to the world and didn't hear it, so I got up and answered the door. Standing outside was a girl I've never seen before, looking bewildered at seeing me. "Hello? This isn't Miyu Hoshino's apartment is it? Did I get the wrong one?" "No this is the right one." I told her quietly. "She's feeling sick, I'm just here looking out for her." "Oh. Mind if I come in?" "Uh…" "Sorry. I guess it's rude of me to ask that and not tell you who I am. What was I thinking?" She giggled. Despite myself I thought she was slightly cute. Inwardly I blamed Akiko for making me realize there were other girls in the world. "How do you know Miyu-chan?" I asked, about to let her in. "Oh… it's rather embarrassing. I guess you can say I'm her girlfriend." 9. "Her what?" I asked, forgetting to keep my voice low. The girl's cheeks were pink. "Please don't make me say it again. We only just started going out and I'm sort of new to all of this." I was dumbfounded. Before I knew it, the girl swept passed me and was by Miyu's side in an instant. I turned around and saw her holding a sleeping Miyu's hand. She had utter concern on her face, and was looking down on her like I imaged I was earlier. With pure love. A pinch started to form in my heart. This wasn't real. "Uhmm." Miyu moaned, then blinked her eyes heavily awake. I saw her look at her hand holder, being slightly confused for a moment, then full alertness. Then I saw her eyes shift towards me. Those eyes which I feel in love with were looking at me in panic. And I knew. This wasn't a joke. "Well… I-I guess you'll be alright with… h-her here. So I-I'll just go now, okay?" I tried to sound natural. "Akira-chan!" Miyu mumbled weakly. It was cowardly of me to just leave when she couldn't get up, and was too weak to explain herself. But I couldn't take it. I didn't want too. I left, acting as if nothing was wrong. But as soon as the door was shut behind me tears fell down my cheek. I ran. I ran as fast as I could. I didn't know where I was going, but it had to be somewhere, anywhere that was away from Miyu. Somehow I found myself at the public park where Miyu and I went on a date. It was like I was trying to torture myself. I walked over to the tree where I placed her hand up my shirt, fell to the ground and cried my eyes out. People were watching me, but I didn't care. Nothing mattered anymore. I got home late. I guess I must of looked scary because Mom didn't scold me for being out so late. Even my brother didn't try to tease me. I went to bed with my dirty clothes on, not caring. All I could see was that girl holding Miyu's hand, and Miyu's scared face when she realized I knew what was going on. How could she do that to me? I skipped school the next day. I left the house so my parents wouldn't get worried about me, but I didn't go to class. I just found myself walked around town until school was out, then I returned home. I had left my phone home, so when I arrived there was about 50 messages from Miyu. I didn't bother checking them. I didn't want to hear it. The next day I knew I couldn't avoid going not going to class anymore. I knew I'd see her. I returned to my brother's clothes again, I needed something comforting now. Being in school was nerve wracking. Any moment I expected Miyu to pop up and want to have the talk I was dreading. I didn't want hear it. At lunch I decided to eat somewhere that I never had been before. It would lessen the chances that I'd see her. As I started to unwrap my bento, I saw Akiko join me, as if I had invited her. I wasn't in the mood for this today. "What do you what?" I asked her gloomily. "What happened?" She asked. "I just wanted to wear this today is all." I informed her, thinking that's what she was on me for. "No. Something happened, you look horrible." "Not as pretty as you thought, huh?" I grumbled and munched on something in my bento. I didn't even know what it was. "I didn't mean it like that." Akiko said, not giving up. "Just tell me. I won't judge you." "It's none of-" "-my business, yeah yeah yeah. It's like you're go-to line. You need new material." "Can't you just leave me alone? I don't want to deal with this today." "Ugh. You're acting like you got dumped." Akiko rolled her eyes. But something in my face gave me away. "Oh God, you got dumped didn't you?" "I told you to leave me alone." I couldn't swallow whatever was in my mouth, there was a lump forming in my throat. Akiko placed her bento down and gave me a hug. I pushed her away but she hugged me again. Just like out of a stupid manga. I cried again. "S-She has another girlfriend." I told Akiko when I pulled away from her embrace. "Really?" "Yeah." Thankfully Akiko had nothing more to say on the matter and just sat with me in silence while I tried to choke down my lunch. Even though I hated her guts sometimes, it was nice to have someone just next to me. When lunch was over she tentatively told me I could talk to her whenever I wanted, and gave me her number. I finished out the rest of the day in somewhat over a daze. I couldn't really concentrate on anything, I just kept thinking of Miyu. I forced myself to focus on other things, but if it wasn't Miyu's face I saw, it was the other woman. _The other woman… how preposterous._ I thought. When I left the school I had a feeling in my stomach that I'd run into Miyu at our usual meeting spot. I stopped, unsure if I wanted to face her just yet. But dread filled me. Eventually I'd have to face her. I swallowed and summoned all of my courage and went on. Sure enough, there she was. She still looked slightly pale from her illness, but was just as pretty as ever. My stomach was doing flip-flops when her eyes turned to me, zoning in on mine. Those eyes that betrayed me. "Akira-chan… can we talk?" She spoke in a slightly shaking voice. I nodded. She took me by the hand. I wanted to swat them away, but as she led me away I just followed quietly. She took me to an outdoor cafe. Maybe so I couldn't cause a scene and just leave on her… I don't know. We ordered some tea, but sat in without saying anything as I saw her trying to work out how to explain everything to me. I just wanted to leave. "Who was she?" I forced myself to say, just trying to get Miyu to hurry up and get it over with. "Risa Fukuyama." Miya said automatically, as if she was on some kind of truth serum. "She's in some of my classes." "I see." I looked away, unable to take her gaze. "She confessed to me a week before I c-confessed to you." Miyu went on. "I accepted her, but I was scared. I thought maybe I should ask out a boy because-" "-you didn't want to be a freak." I finished bitterly. "Nothing like that… I told you I'm fine with girl relationships. But I never thought I'd be in one. I thought I'd try out asking a guy. Only he turned out to be you. So here I was, dating Risa and starting to get to know you. I only was just going to go on that one date…but…" "So you were trapped huh?" I tried not to sound angry, but I wasn't doing so well at it. "Y-Yeah. At first I just went along with what Risa wanted because I didn't have the courage to say no. I never went out with anyone before and it was really nice. But our date turned out so great and when we kissed… I knew there was something there. Things just kept leading to another and before I knew it I had two girlfriends." I couldn't say anything. I wanted to hate her, even if I could understand her reasoning. She was the shy type, it must of been hard for her. But at the same time she should have just picked one of us. I couldn't help but be angry at her. "Both of you are special to me." Miyu was still staring at me. "It kills me that I hurt you." "Who are you going to pick?" I blurted out. Even now, I'm insensitive about this sort of thing. "I'm sorry, Akira-chan." Miyu's eyes were away from me now. I found I missed them. "I care for you a great deal, but Risa was first… and I love her. I already told her I was going to..to… to break up with you." "I see." I started to get up. "Sorry if I messed things up with her." "Akira-chan…" Miyu looked at me pathetically. "I'm so sorry! Can you ever forgive me?" "I don't know." I couldn't look at her anymore. "I changed everything for you… I… I.." I don't even remember leaving. I was just walking. I can't even remember if Miyu said anything to me as I left, or if I paid for the tea, anything. My life was shattered right then and there. I didn't even know where I was until I was snapped back into reality when I saw the other woman, sitting on a swing looking throughly depressed and red eyed. She saw me, and both our tear stained eyes met. Somehow I ended up sitting on the swing next to her. "She dumped you then?" Risa asked. "Yeah." "You hate me?" "Not really." I told her. "You didn't know about me." "Yeah." She muttered. "I almost told her to go to hell when she begged for me to forgive her." I looked at her, oddly feeling connected to her. Out of everyone in the world, only us two knew what the other felt like at this moment. "I gave myself to her." Risa spoke softly. "Everything. And she did that to me." "Why'd you take her back?" "Because… I'm an idiot. I love her too much." Risa looked depressed. "It's her eyes." My heart stung. "Yeah…" There was a small a long time of nothing but birds chirping when finally Risa spoke. "Did you… did you ever…" "Sleep with her?" I asked." Risa only nodded. "No. I'm not lying. We never got to that point." I assured her. "I hate her so much." Risa sniffed. "But can't live without her. I'm such an idiot." I looked at her feeling a sting in my heart. "No you're not. If she picked me… I'd stay with her too." We both cried. I hated myself but I took a slight comfort that Risa hated herself more. When I left her, I wished her good luck, and meant it. In my mind she was a sweet girl who deserved better than what she got. I deserved better. Miyu wasn't as shy and innocent as I thought, and my whole world was different. Now what was I going to do? I reached into my pocket and felt a piece of paper then and remembered what it was. It was Akiko's number. 10. I pulled it out and looked at the number, wondering if I should call her. It seemed stupid to call Akiko, having to relive everything about, but I didn't want to be alone. Plus she probably didn't want to hear me blubber on about some girl she hated. But I was tired of crying. My eyes hurt. "Hello?" Akiko's voice came from my phone. She sounded confused as she didn't recognize my number. I didn't answer. I was tempted to hang up on her. "Hello?" I still didn't answer, I don't know why my voice was failing me, but I couldn't talk. "I can hear you breathing." Akiko's voice came back. "Hello?" "Hello." I managed out. My voice sounded cracked. and horrible. "Who is this?" "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called." I spilled out quickly and hung up, my heart pounding. I was about to place my phone back into my pocket but it rang. It was Akiko's number. Feeling foolish I answered the phone. "Haneda, is that you?" "Yeah." "You idiot, you scared me breathing all heavy." Akiko's voice had a hint of laughter in it. "Sorry." There was a moment of silence then she asked. "What's wrong?" "I met with Miyu-chan earlier." I told her lamely. "I don't want to talk about it." "Then why'd you call- oh nevermind, where are you? Do you want some company." "Yes." We made arrangements to meet at the same park Miyu and I went on our first date. I don't know why I picked that out, it was close by and I for some reason I wanted to torture myself more. When I arrived, I saw Akiko was already there, completely out of breath, with her fringe matted to her forehead. it looked like she ran the whole way there from where ever she was. Part of me felt moved. "There you care Haneda-san." She said, breathlessly. We walked in the park in, neither of us speaking. I didn't want to talk and for once she didn't press. Somewhere along the line, Akiko had grabbed my hand was was holding it tight. I allowed her to hold it. It felt nice. "So, how should I be?" Akiko interrupted my self-loathing. "Do you want me to hate Hoshino for you or just pretend she doesn't exist?" "I don't know." I told her. I really didn't know what I wanted to feel myself. "Well for the time being I'll hate her, how's that?" "Okay." I smiled slightly. "By the way, I hope you don't go back to looking like this all the time." I looked down at myself, remembering I was in my bother's clothes again. "Oh." "I like you better in girl's clothes." "I don't think I can dress like that anymore. Miyu-chan liked me in girl's clothes." "So what. Rub in what she's missing out on." Akiko stuck her tongue out. Something inside of me laughed at that, even if I didn't do it outwardly. "Yeah right. I met the other girl today. She's cuter than me." "Is she cuter than me?" Akiko asked. "I don't know. You're about the same." "Some smooth talker you are." Akiko kept things light. "You're supposed to go 'Oh no, you're way cuter than she is. In fact she's a fat cow.' Or something like that." "You're cuter." I told her. "Does that make you feel better?" "Hmm, I dunno." Akiko played looking confused. "Do you think Hoshino is the jealous type?" "I don't care if she is." I murmered bitterly. "Woah. Okay too soon, Akiko." Akiko said to herself. "I was going to make a joke about how you can pretend to be going out with me to piss her off. Sorry about that." "It's alright. I know you're just trying to cheer me up. Besides, I couldn't use you like that anyway. Not after what you told me the other day." "Oh that… don't worry about it. I'm not here trying to catch a date or anything. Though I wouldn't be opposed to it." I looked at her wondering if she really did like me like she said she said. At the time she didn't have any reason to lie. But I couldn't ask that now. My heart still felt broken and I couldn't trust myself on what I'd do if she took advantage of it. "Hmm, this is it. Here I saw you before with Hoshino." Akiko looked at the big tree that was once a special place in my heart. "Let's turn around." I looked away. "Why'd you pick here, of all places?" "I wanted to punish myself." I told her without even thinking. It was true. Why else would I come back here after being dumped? "It's not your fault, why are you punishing yourself?" "For falling for her." "That's stupid." "You're doing a real good job at cheering me up." I told her sarcastically. "Well it is. You can't help who you fall in love with. Trust me, I know." I wondered if she was referring to her feelings towards me, but I dare not ask that now. "Look, she was in the wrong, right? She was cheating, not you. So don't hate yourself. Hate her." "I wish I could. I want to but I can't." "Why? Because she acts so shy and sweet? She's nothing but a two-timer." "Please don't talk about her like that." I couldn't take it. "You don't have to defend her actions to me. I'm sure there are reasons she did what she did. But you called me to be _that friend_. You know, the one who points out all the flaws in your ex and helps you move on? So let me rage and hate her all I can; hate her in ways you can never allow yourself to do. That way you can live through me and get over her flat ass." I laughed. Akiko was just so odd. "Okay." I gave in a little. She let go of my hand and rolled up her sleeves. "Now tell me something that really annoyed you about her." "I don't know…" "C'mon, just trust me on this one…" I tried to think. It felt wrong to do this, but part of me wanted it at the same time. "I guess the biggest thing was she always wanted me to take charge… I was new to the whole girlfriend thing too, but somehow because I look like this I got picked to be the boy role." "So you're saying if we ever go out, I have to be the guy?" Akiko scrunched her nose. "Ugh, I knew I shouldn't have said anything." "No, no, sorry. Well you are less outspoken than I am, so I guess it's okay if I take the lead." "Who said we were going out?" I couldn't help but smirk. "No one apparently." Akiko teased. "Then again, if I'm the guy, I guess it should be me…" "Oh stop." I tried to stop smiling at her nonsense, but she was cheering me up despite myself. "So you don't like weak women." Akiko continued. "I'm glad I got that covered. Okay, what else?" "What else of what?" "What annoyed you about Hoshino?" "You're still on that?" "Go on…" "Ummm… I guess being a cheating bitch is a given." I found myself saying, then immediately felt guilty for saying it. "I didn't mean that." Akiko smiled warily and hugged me. I accepted her hug unconsciously smelling her hair in the process. I had gotten used to doing that with Miyu. I'm such a moron. "Why are you being so kind to me?" I asked her, still holding on to her. "To get in your pants, dummy." And so my friendship with Akiko began that day. I guess there are always goods and bads when a relationship ends. When you're in the heat of it, you don't see the things that matter later on. I was so into Miyu that I was blinded to any hint that she was the type of person she was. The sad thing is that a week later Miyu actually came up to me and told me Risa broke up with her and that she wanted me back. If Akiko hadn't be helping me out all that time I would have given in. I don't hate Miyu. Part of me still loves her. But I can't ever be with her again after the way she used me like that. I know she's a shy person and that she had trouble with picking which girl she liked, but she led both me and Risa on for way to long. I still see her every now and then and part of me wants to kiss her like we used to kiss. A good thing that came out of this was that Risa and I met. She's much more receptive towards the Miyu-hate that Akiko likes to spew out than I am. I asked her why she broke up with Miyu later on and she told me that all she could think about was how heart broken I looked when I was dumped and knew that was her future. Akiko wouldn't allow me to go back to wearing boys clothes. As soon as I was out of my depression, she forced me to dress girly again. I wasn't to hot on the idea until all the glowing praises I got from both Akiko and Risa. I guess compliments do help out the ego. We formed a trio of sorts. Akiko still has a thing for me, but I don't feel the same way for her. She's a better friend, I guess. I feel bad that I can't acknowledge my feelings for her, but she understands. Right now she's dating some korean girl in the art department with multicolored dreadlocks. Risa and I tease her all the time for that. If I were to date anyone in our trio it would be Risa, but both of us know that we can't make it work. We both dated Miyu, it'd be too weird. Sometimes I think about it though, and wish we could. She's so pretty, and we have that same chemistry I had with Miyu. But like I said… Miyu memories happen whenever we get too close. Maybe some day... but not now. Right now she's got her eye on some freshman girl from the sticks. I can't see the appeal, other than she's got really big boobs. As for me I'm not seeing anyone. I dated a rebound girl after Miyu, but that didn't last long. She was bisexual and just wanted something physical. It sucks that she was my first time, but I guess that's life. Right now I'm just enjoying having good friends with my options open for something special in the future. Whatever happens will happen. I'll just take life moment to moment. And I guess that's all. End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga Lost but hope I knew in that moment, in that moment when we said goodbye… I knew that, someday… We would meet again. - You and I together… I still remember how it used to be. We were just kids back then. Still innocent, still foolish… But now, when I think of you, it only hurts. It's been said that, in life, many people will disappoint now… Now I'm starting to think that those people that I thought for sure would never disappoint me… Maybe they never even existed in the first place. - I remember the days before all of this happened, before it all fell apart. Do you remember those days? Promises meant something back then. Friendships were forever. Dreams weren't impossible. Yes, I remember those days sometimes… And then I wake up. - I was a rock that was split into two. I am an angel that has fallen from grace. I will be a liar who always hides behind a mask. That is who I was. Who I am. Who I will be. Can you stop me from splitting? From falling? From hiding? Can you save me? - Why did I run away? Why did I lose everything I ever was, in favor of a broken promise? I think it was… No, I know it was… It was because I was sure that you'd come and find me someday. - They say that it is possible for love and hate to coexist in the same person. They say that passionate lovers are also passionate haters. They say that, and I didn't believe it… Until I fell for you, and found myself loathing you for it. - If I lied once, I lied a thousand somewhere along the way… The lie that I don't love you became the truth. Because if I loved you, I'd never hurt you like this. - I remember sitting by your side at sunset…That day, you told me a secret. A secret about what you wanted, more than anything else… I just wish that you had wished for me instead. - I remember the last time we were together. We stood there, shaking hands, on the brink of twilight… I can still see the tears shining in your eyes… I still wonder why it was you that cried back then. - "I am being cruel to be kind."I hate it when people say that. I still hate it now, because like it or not… That is why I must be cruel to you. - "Please don't leave me."That was all I really wanted to say. I never even realized it, until I thought I would lose you forever… It was the hope that I'd see you again that kept me alive. Tonight, I will make you understand… I will make you face the nightmare we've been living. Yes, tonight I will tell you who is to blame… - Are you brave enough to face it? Did you forget us, on that day you flew away? I always wondered if you had forgotten. You never looked back, but I believed you would return. - Was I a fool for believing in you? If so, then so be it. Imagine what it would be like to watch your world come you known the pain of losing someone you love? If you have, if you can understand a broken heart… Then forgive this angel for falling into hell. - You never know what you have until someone else steals it away. You never know what you leave behind until it disappears for good. I forgot what you meant to me. Now it is only my loss. I had a dream last night.I dreamed that I was falling, deeper and deeper… falling into the sea… I reached for you with both arms, as I fell. The water in front of my eyes turned blood red. - What do you do, when something has broken into a million pieces? When you cannot put it back together again, no matter how hard you try? Do you leave what you loved behind? Do you forget it…? Or do you cradle those pieces in your arms and cry through the night? - There was something I always wanted to tell you. I never found the words, but they burned on my heart. - It was a message of longing, and of gratitude… I never said it, but I always wished that I had. There is something that I never said… But there is only one thing that I really want. It is not for my wish to be fulfilled. It is only for you to be happy. - Tonight, I finally understand. Tonight, I realized for the first time… I let you down. I stood with my back to you, as you fell into despair. I won't let it happen again. - Why do we fall in love with someone? Is it fate? Is it written in the stars? Is it decided at our birth, from our very first breath? Or is it just chance? A toss of the dice? A trick of the light? … I wish I knew. I spent all my time asking why in the world I would fall in love with you. Then suddenly, I realized… Why wouldn't I love you? - There are some things that you should never, ever say. There are some things that should never, ever change. But in this moment, standing on the edge of this cliff… I want to jump… right into your arms. This is the secret that fire cannot melt from me. - What is the worth of ambition? What is your dream? Did you realize why you gave yourself away? Or were you looking for something else? Open your eyes. You have to make up your mind. Otherwise, it will be too late. - It's strange, how you never know what you have, until you think you've lost it for good. I realized last night that there is only one thing that I really want. I want to be by your side. I want to stay with you… For the rest of my life. End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga Code Lyoko: Lost in Lyoko **Story Description** Characters XANA - It is a multi-agent computer program and the antagonist of the show. It's a computer program, that has somehow become sentient, and uses its powers of control over anything electronic to cause enough chaos so that it is allowed time to escape the supercomputer. XANA uses the supercomputer as a bridge to the real world, wreaking havoc wherever the heroes are. Aelita - Part of Lyoko. She is the girl who helps them by deactivating towers. Jeremie brings her into the real world to protect her from XANA. Jeremie Belpois - A roughly 13 year old genius. He is the brains of the group, directing their missions from his supercomputer and designing various programs to improve their chances of victory. Is trying to bring Aelita to the real world in order to protect her from XANA. Unfortunately, safety from XANA seems to be impossible. Odd Della Robbia - He is the prankster of the group, acting less serious and more carefree than the others in any given situation. His attitude extends to most forms of danger, which Odd only seems to take seriously when responsible for the welfare of others. Yumi Ishiyama- She is the oldest member of the group and Hiroki's older sister, being one year older than the others and is of Japanese descent. Branching from this, she owns a suit of samurai armor handed down the generations she treasures very much, as well as being seen with a Totoro plushie in her room. Ulrich Stern - He is the silently-strong introvert of the weird and monster sized potatoes, unwilling to talk about himself unless prodded considerably. Ulrich has brown hair. Takonna Clitadcon - An 11 year old boy who recently found out about Lyoko and is super smart with engineering. He creates hover-boards for the rest of the gang for when they enter Lyoko. The hover-boards are powered by a certain mineral found only in Lyoko and can power the hover-board for a month of use. Ulrich won't use the boards because he thinks they're dangerous and could explode because of a certain element in the mineral that powers in the power source. Cameron (Cam) Belpois - A 6 year old girl who is the younger sister of Jeremy. She helps operate the supercomputer leading to Lyoko. She's strangely a common target for XANA for reasons unknown. Because she's the youngest of the group, Jeremie tends to be a little overprotective of his sister. **Lost in Lyoko** **By jbaron43 and artemis62699** Jeremie - Chapter 1 - Escape! I was running along pulling my little sister, Cam, behind me. You see, we were being chased by one of XANA's robots, which was taking over the minds of everybody it passed. At one point, I called the others, who were in Lyoko tying to deactivate the tower that had caused the robot her to go nuts. "Guys," I said, "could we speed things up a little? The robot's got Cam!" "Well, what do you think we're doing? Playing video games?" A sarcastic voice, that's Odd alright. "Shut up, Odd!" said another voice, "you remember what happened last time XANA got Cam!" That other voice? That's Yumi, she's a friend of mine. WE were all silent after that. The last time that XANA got Cam, it resulted in the whole town almost getting destroyed and Cam being forced into running programs for XANA. Not the best thing in the world. Cam merely had bad luck, being controlled by XANA... So I felt I needed to take matters into my own hands. I didn't know where XANA had taken her, but I was sure it was in Lyoko. I launched the supercomputer and hopped onto my hoverboard (courtesy of my friend Takonna, you'll meet him later), hoping that I could find Cam. But I realized that Lyoko had been diminished down to nothing but weird, moving "1's" and "0's". I was stuck...I couldn't return home! HELP! Okay...so Cam must have been so scared, but I didn't know what to do! I was stuck in the middle of a binary coding universe...I immediately tried to call Odd, but my phone didn't work either. I was then grabbed by, I don't know what, and forcefully fell asleep. I didn't know what was going on past that! Poor Cam. She was either being forced to work, or in the strange sleep state that I was in. Regardless, I needed to find her. I had glimpses of what was happening around me through strange, vivid dreams. I saw Cam occasionally, either asleep or awake but hugging her knees and crying. I wanted to call out to her, comfort her in some way, but I couldn't. At one point I'm sure that I woke up, only to see more binary code universe around me. "Guys," I thought, "now would be a _great_ time to help." Now I woke up to find myself next to Cam. "Hey guys," I was thinking, "'I've got good news and bad news. The good news is that I found Cam! The bad news? I've got no idea where the _heck_ we are!" Cam looked pale, and a familiar mark was on her forehead. XANA's mark. She didn't even glance over at me as she worked at the computer. "What have you done, XANA?" I thought. Next time I woke up, Cam was asleep on top of the keyboard, something that I'd seen a lot at school when the two of us stayed up talking to Aelita. XANA's mark was gone from her forehead, but she looked exhausted. "Oh Cam. You never change, XANA or not," I said. She stirred and sat up groggily, "Jeremie?" she asked, "Where-How-When-" She was so flustered that she couldn't even finish a sentence. "I went through the transporter trying to find you and instead, walked right into XANA's trap," I said, "probably could've thought that out a little more." Cam smiled at that. Well, we were still stuck, and even though I found Cam, I still couldn't get us out! I tried to open the door next to us but it was sealed shut. I used my mini laser to open the lock and break the door open. I saw that XANA information waves were flying everywhere and all of them were going to one big antenna. I grabbed Cam and rushed out the door, and we headed for the antenna. There we saw a giant purple monster absorbing the power from the waves. Could that be...that main XANA virus? I didn't know what to do, but I knew whatever it was, it wouldn't be easy. As we approached the antenna, Cam seemed to get paler and paler the closer we got. Eventually, she stopped, eyes wide with fear as she stared at something behind me. I turned, only to be knocked to the side. "Jeremie!" My sister's scream was the last thing I heard before I blacked out. Odd - Chapter 2 - You'll Find that it's a Normal Day Today! So, Wow! Today was an actually normal day! I mean, I know that most days that are spent trying to save myself from the insanity of Lyoko are considered normal, but today there was nothing to do at all! I decided that life without Lyoko was too boring, so I set out to find Jeremie to get in. He wasn't home...strange. I tried calling him, but he didn't answer. I noticed that the hatch and chain on the door were broken, and that they door was left unlocked. I walked inside and found nothing...nobody...nowhere! They were all gone! I was frantic, so I called Ulrich, but he didn't answer either! I didn't know what to do...but just as I passed Irony St...I was zapped into what seemed to be a parallel dimension of nothing but weird codes and numbers. I was then thrown onto a float house, and I was laying on the porch. IT was an old wooden house with pictures of a weird green monster everywhere. I walked up the creaking stairs to find Cam and Jeremie in a state of suspended animation, in what looked to be a substance similar to oatmeal. I found some weird pen on the floor, but it wasn't a normal pen. It said "Poofer" on it. What the heck did that mean? There was a small button at the top of it, and having the attention span of a rotten piece of Swiss Cheese, I pressed it. I magically appeared back at Irony St...but I had no idea what had happened. I, being me, pressed it again, and I was back at that wooden house. It seemed that it took me back to Lyoko whenever I pressed it and vise-versa. So I knew what I needed to do...I played with it! I ran up to the guy running the popcorn stand and grabbed him. Then I taped him to it and pressed the button! Poof! Ha ha...but wait...how will I get it back? Uh-oh...maybe Jeremie's inventions could help me! I ran back to his house to find that his room was full of them...I took about 50 of them and went on my way. I pressed the button and I was back at the house, and the popcorn salesman was eating turkey from the fridge. I grabbed the Poofer and poofed him out because he was annoying me. So I went to Cam and Jeremie and used the Poofer to bring them back to Irony St. I then brought them to Jeremie's house, and I used his...I don't know what...to free them from their traps. Once they regained consciousness, Jeremie grabbed my Poofer from me and Cam grabbed about 10 more. I yelled and asked them what they were doing, but it was too late. I then realized armies of green monsters where appearing and attaching the city...WHAT HAPPENED HERE? Still holding half a million of the Poofers, Cam was saying something to Jeremie about the Poofers and how they needed to go to more areas in Lyoko. "I've been thinking about that, but it looks like Odd's curiosity finally paid off, huh?" "I suppose you're right about that," said Cam, "still, in the position the pen was in, I thought you'd never notice it, Odd!" "Finally I figure something out without a hint from you guys!" I said, "Cam? Hello? You in there?" "Hm? Oh! Sorry, I was just thinking, don't worry about it," she replied. I could tell there was something bothering her, but I decided not to push her. She's had a rough week without me pestering her. Jeremie was acting weird too, but hey, XANA held them hostage in Lyoko for a week, so you had to cut them some slack. Still, the way that their eyes flickered from dull and controlled to normal was unsettling. Using the Poofers, we managed to kick some serious monster butt between Lyoko and the real world. Of course, I called Ulrich again and he rushed right on over to my house to join the fight. After the battle, Ulrich pulled me aside and said that we needed to take Jeremie and Cam back to Lyoko and see if we can get them back to normal. One poof later, we were on the porch of the wooden house again, binary code moving all around us. I think Cam was suffocating Jeremie's hand a little, because the next thing I saw was him rubbing the same hand that she was holding a minute ago. "Okay, tell us what XANA did to you so we can undo it," said Ulrich. Jeremie explained how their minds had been taken over by XANA and how they thought they'd escaped, but they were still being controlled. His eyes flickered dull to normal again as he was finishing. So did Cam's. Lucky for us, Jeremie had another gadget that he gave to me to zap him with. His eyes didn't flicker every few minutes anymore, meaning that he wasn't being controlled anymore. The only problem, the contraption didn't work on Cam when we tried it. We zapped her, waited a few minutes to see if her eyes flickered. They did. We zapped her again, with the same results. I ran out of Jeremie's house with Cam and Jeremie and the laser gun. We destroyed all of the monsters in the area, and used the hoverboards (created by an 11 year old named Takonna, the newest addition to our team) to cross the nation and destroy all remnant of XANA androids. But then, a giant XANA monster appeared downtown and we used Jeremie's hoverboards and ray guns to attack the monster and deactivate its central processing unit to send the monster back to Lyoko and destroy the XANA monster virus one and for all! At least, that's what we thought. Cam - Chapter 3 - Jailbreak! First of all, when my brother started freaking out about being unable to de-hypnotize me, it was not fun. I'd been kidnapped, mind controlled, rescued, and now I'm stuck going blank every few minutes. Grrrrrrrrr. Worst. Week. Ever. The first time I was zapped with Jeremie's contraption, I was disoriented. The second time I was zapped? Well, after my "eyes went dull" part of me blacked out, the other part of me that was listening to XANA was fully conscious. I could hear a strange voice, telling me to attack my brother. Attack Jeremie? Never in a million years! I had no idea what to do, but I started to feel as if I was being forced to attack Jeremy, and I couldn't help myself...but I was able to free myself from this force and restore my will. I then found out that XANA was controlling my mind with a signal that was being transmitted through a giant antenna above my head. Jeremie was looking around. When he spotted a portal at the side of the platform, he tried to run towards it, but was stopped one one of the XANA signals. Somehow, the others managed to temporarily free my consciousness from the antenna. Naturally, like all good hostages, I tried to escape. Lucky for me, I'd spent the time that I wasn't hypnotized hacking the computer system. In other words, I was like those lucky hostages who thinks ahead and free themselves. Sorta. Takonna - Chapter 4 - The Unexpected Hostages So I was working in my lab the other day on some new improvements for my hoverboard...when my electromagnetic radar went crazy with suspicious action up near Irony St. I hopped on my hoverboard and zipped down the street armed with a ray gun (given to me by Jeremie) and I was ready for action. So as I came around the corner, I saw weird green monsters taking people and throwing them into a portal. I blasted them with my ray gun and got sucked into the portal. I quickly realized that I was _not_ on earth anymore...as I saw a giant green monster shouting commands to a group of hypnotized people. I sped down to the summit with my hoverboard and started to notice the people there...Jeremie was there with Odd, but not Cam. I was swept off my feet by a strange figure on a hoverboard, that crashed right into me. We fell, lucky for us, out of sight of the monsters. "Takonna? Is that you?" I looked up to see Cam, brown hair blowing in the wind. "Cam?" I said. She covered my mouth with her hand. "Jeez you're loud. Do you _want_ to join the hypnotized people," in a quieter tone she added, "Just like my brother." While I was trying to figure out what to say, Cam pushed a button on her hoverboard, and it folded into a rectangular shape resembling a DS. I did the same. Cam moved over to the edge of the cliff to take a good look at what was going on where Jeremie and Odd were. "AND YOU TWO," the monster was continuing, "YOU BETTER FIND THE GIRL OR IT'S PENALTY FOR THE BOTH OF YOU!" I gulped, Cam gulped, and I'm pretty sure Jeremie and Odd gulped, despite the fact that they were hypnotized. "Convenient place to fall off a hoverboard, huh?" Cam said. "Yeah...let's get out of here." "I'm not going anywhere until my brother is freed from this place." In case you haven't noticed, Cam is one determined 6 year old. Ulrich - Chapter 5 - The Invasion of the Unknown Wow...what a long day! I spent hours trying to unscrew the loose screws in my window, and I finally got it. My sister called me for dinner, but as I ran downstairs I was stopped by one of...Takonna's hoverboards? Where did that come from? Nevertheless, it swiped me from my house and then raced towards Jeremie's house. It grabbed Cam (who was unconscious for some reason unknown by me) and raced us into a weird portal. We stopped in a weird old wooden house, and the hoverboard gave us each a ray gun, but Cam was still unconscious. The hoverboard played a recording saying that Jeremie and Takonna were in trouble! I couldn't bring Cam along, so I just left her there, which was probably not a good idea. I zapped the fortress, but it was indestructible, and I only made it in because the door was open. I went to the courtyard, where people were being controlled by a green monster...it seemed that way at least. I had my hands bound behind my back, the monster pushing me along. Cam was still unconscious, being carried by a monster, with her glasses threatening to fall off (I had to put them back on her a few time because they did, in fact, fall off) .When we stopped, the monster put Cam in some sort of cage and put me in the one next to her. Cam stirred and sat up. "Ugh, what happened?" she asked. "Cam. At least you're awake now. Where's Jeremie?" "...XANA's got him, and Odd too." "Oh..." She looked like she was going to cry. "We'll get them back, Cam," I said, "Someday this'll all be over, you'll see." Cam was shaking the bars of her cage for a while. Now she's asleep, curled up into a tiny little ball. I grabbed my sword and started slashing at the bars. I cut through on the first try. I moved to Cam's cage next. Cut through that too. I shook her awake and quickly covered her mouth so we wouldn't get caught. She yanked my hand off and held up a pen. She grabbed me, and clicked the button on the top. A poofing sound, and we were back at Jeremie's house. Cam turned on the computer, put on the headset, and started to look for Aelita. "Aelita? Aelita are you there?" she said. I couldn't help but smile. That's what Jeremie always says when _he_ calls Aelita. "Jeremie?" asked Aelita. "No, it's Cam. Jeremie's been hypnotized and is being held hostage. Green monsters are giving orders for my capture." "And I'm going to guess that you escaped?" "Uh-huh. Anyway, can you give me the coordinates of where Jeremie and Odd are being held captive?" "Actually, they keep changing area looking for you. You'll want to get out of here! They're coming to your world!" Cam shut the computer off and looked out the window. Nothing. Judging by what Aelita said, we only had a few minutes to get to a safer location. Or shorter. We poofed back to Lyoko, and were standing on top of the fortress. We ran down through the back of the fortress and we found a huge antenna sending out signals, probably form XANA. Cam recognized the antenna and said it was "Controlling Her" before. I could only wonder what she meant, but then Odd walked by, acting as if he'd been hypnotized too, which he was. Cam grabbed a ray gun and blasted Odd into the wall, leaving him unconscious and then he disappeared...we were extremely frightened. Then the green monster grabbed Cam and locked her in a cage, and it did the same with me. I broke free with my ray gun, but I started to fall into an endless abyss. I couldn't do anything...so I just made it dramatic and said, "HELP!" Yumi - Chapter 6 - Ulrich's Orders I managed to escape the monsters in my are by using one of Jeremie's "Poofers". Thanks to Takonna, we had hoverboards that fit into our pockets with the push of a button. I took mine out and started looking for the others. I wasn't riding around Lyoko long before WHUMP! Ulrich fell right on top of me. "Where'd you come from?" I asked. "I was in a cage, then I broke free using my ray gun, then I started falling, and now I'm here. XANA has Cam, Jeremie, and Odd." he answered, all in one breath, "Owww," he added. Back up a second, did he just say that XANA has the others? We heard somebody walk up behind us and turned. Looking back, we saw a very relieved Takonna and Aelita. "Looking at the situation, we don't have a huge chance at success," said Takonna, taking out a diagram of Lyoko, "Cam is being held here, along with Jeremie. Odd's probably with them. From what I can tell, XANA is planning on possessing either Cam or Jeremie to gain control of the supercomputer. Once that happens, we're doomed." "We have the feeling that Cam will be possessed because she's younger and more vulnerable," said Aelita. "I've got a plan," said Ulrich, "Yumi, you have the farthest ranged weapon, you'll take out the guards. Takonna, finish your modifications on the weapons and the hoverboards. Aelita, you'll come with me to where Jeremie, Cam, and Odd are being held captive, your psychic ability should be helpful when we're trying to figure out what's wrong with them." In the meantime, we decided that the best thing to do was rest, despite the danger around us. "If we're going to fight more, we'll need our strength," I said, " Our friends are counting on us!" "Hang in there guys," I thought, "we're coming for you." Aelita - Chapter 7 - What's Going On Here? Well, this is all very random, and just because I'm going to share my misery with whoever is reading this doesn't mean that I'm going to repeat myself. SO LISTEN CLOSELY! So, it all started when, well I don't even know! I was just sitting at my desk, working on a project for school, and suddenly I started to fly! I didn't know why...but suddenly I started to float out of my bedroom window and I landed on a weird platform that came out of nowhere...! Then suddenly, everything turned black and weird numbers started appearing everywhere...as a sudden burst of energy shot through the air and pulled me into a weird looking building. I found myself sitting in a jail cell, as a weird shadow appeared on the wall. It looked like a monster...and it was...and suddenly I stood up. The weird thing was, I never meant to stand up. Then I continued to walk into a huge assembly room, but I had no control of myself! I then realized that I was a giant green monster! AHHHHHH! How did this happen? I couldn't control my actions, and I had no will over myself...all I could do was think! I tried quite a bit to escape, but I failed at every attempt. I struggled, and them I saw Cam running by. I tried to call her, but I couldn't say anything. I was isolated from humanity. I couldn't even move! I didn't know what to do. What could I do? I then felt as if I was losing control of my thoughts too, but I managed to keep control of them. I was then pulled up to another room by a mysterious force and I couldn't believe my eyes! A very large green monster was eating the roof of my house and threw me into the house across the street. Then, everything became very dark and it started to rain, somehow...as people fled from their houses looking for a shelter. I tried to help, but I was locked away in a jail cell, where I saw Cam and Jeremie in the cell next to me. I tried to unhinge the bars of the windows, but the were screwed in really tightly. I was stuck. Jailed. Imprisoned. Isolated. No other words can describe my feeling at that moment. I then found a very interesting thing on the floor...a pen? No, it couldn't be a pen. I pressed the button at the top and I was teleported to the outside of the jailhouse. I pressed it again...and I ended up at an old wooden house. I pressed it AGAIN, but nothing happened. So this must be the final destination? I walked inside, and it was just a normal house, until something weird happened. Ulrich came downstairs, but he was...brainwashed? No! Under mind control? I didn't know...but he just walked by me and flew (YES, FLEW!) away! Umm...I hate to ask too many questions...but since when can Ulrich fly? Ahhh! I don't remember anything past that... Cam was in a cage, staring over at me with wide, thankfully clear, glasses-wearing eyes. I sat up, disoriented, and stared back at her. "Aelita," she said, "are you okay? They just dumped you here a few minutes ago." "Really?" I said, "Jeez, I wasn't out for that long...was I?" "Well, you probably were unconscious for longer than they had you here. Everyone's unconscious when they bring you here...it's weird." "Oh...I see now." I doubted that I was unconscious for very long, since my surroundings were still the wooden house. Looking over at the other cages I saw Odd, Ulrich, Takonna, and Yumi sitting there. No Jeremie... Loud footsteps as the green monsters were coming into the room, carrying the cage that Jeremie was in. "What did XANA do to him?" Cam shouted. It was a good question. Jeremie looked different, his eyes flickering green and back to normal again. The green monster laughed and dropped Jeremie into Cam's cage, where he landed right on top of her. "Oof! Jeremie are you okay?" Jeremie was acting abnormal in several different ways. He wouldn't respond to anything that was happening. In fact, he started to run all over the place with no sense of direction. I was able to break through and try and stop him, but he started jumping...yes...jumping! Don't even ask, but I was flung off of him and the green monster took Cam and I over to the fortress, and left Jeremie in the cage, running a much with no rhyme or reason of doing so. I tried to break free, but it just didn't work. Cam was put into a science lab and I was put into a holding facility. I was paralyzed, literally. And I saw a man walk through a door, and control Jeremie with a remote. What was this? I didn't have the slightest clue. Jeremie - Chapter 8 - Meet The _Real_ XANA? Allow me to fill you in on the details of what happened after Aelita told that last chapter (you wouldn't know anyway, because this is a new chapter and I'm back to narrating again). I was kept separate from Cam for a while and experimented on in a lab room (with some technology that I wanted to play with, but I was tied down). I was unconscious for most of the time, but I could feel the presence of another...being (okay, not the best way to describe it but it's hard to say _exactly_ what it is! SHEEESH!) inside of my head. Weird, I know, but I'm not the kind to joke about such things. For the first time in a long time, I heard XANA speak. His voice was low, and had a gentle tone to it. It was hard to believe that this was the...person? Thing? I don't know what, that was trying to destroy us. An image of a man appeared in my head. He was wearing a black tuxedo for some reason. "Hello Jeremie," said the man, "I'm XANA. I can't wait to get started with my little...experiment." "What kind of experiment?" I asked, nervous. "You'll see soon enough, Belpois, but for now, You're going to have to stay here." He snapped his fingers, and a cage formed around me. "So sorry, Jeremie, but I have to do this. You see, this way you can see dear little Cam, without getting in my way." I recognized this man, but I couldn't remember who exactly he was, as he was mixing many chemicals that seemed very toxic. I tried to escape, and I broke loose from the chains...! I sped out on my hoverboard, and the first thing I did was I headed for the portal after grabbing Cam and Aelita and I sped to my room. It was filled with green monsters! I tried pushing them out of the windows, and I was able to get them out. I de-brainwashed Cam and Aelita and we got on our hoverboards and sped toward the portal. Then, out of nowhere, it closed. We couldn't go back...but then I remembered! The Poofers! I grabbed mine from my pocket and we zapped back to Lyoko. But we had a great problem. When we arrived, there was nothing but darkness and the old wooden house. We walked inside, and found Ulrich sitting on the bed upstairs, and he was not only completely disoriented, but he seemed to be in such a state of mental mediocrity that he didn't even understand the simple physiological terms that we were trying to convey into his internal thought capacity. Closing my eyes for a second, I was back in my sub-consciousness, with XANA talking to me again. "Come now Jeremie, you know you can't resist me forever. Eventually I'm going to have control. What would dear little Cam say right now?" "Leave my sister out of this, XANA. She never did anything to you." I snapped. "Jeremie? Are you okay?" Cam's voice brought me abruptly back to reality. She had a strange look on her face, and her eyes were full of concern. My hands were moving on their own now, drawing out my ray gun and pointing it at her. "Let me have control," said XANA's voice, "or I'll make you pull the trigger." "Jeremie, you're scaring me now. Are you alright?" asked Cam. She hadn't noticed me take out the gun. "Give me control Belpois," said XANA, "or your sister gets it." Cam must've noticed that something was wrong, because the next thing I heard was Cam's voice in my head. "Leave him be, XANA. It's me you want, and I know it." We were downstairs now, the real XANA was standing at the door of the wooden house, gesturing to Cam to come with him. "Cam, you can't do this!" I was shouting. She walked back over to me and squeezed my hand. "He promised that he wouldn't hurt any of you guys. I'm sorry Jeremie, but I have to do this." "CAMERON BELPOIS! WHAT THE HECK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" We both spun around to find Takonna, Aelita, Odd, and Ulrich standing on the stairs. "Well, well, well," said XANA, "such a sweet little reunion isn't this? I'm afraid that I'm going to have to cut it short though." He grabbed Cam, and disappeared. Naturally, I wasn't happy from the beginning of his little escapade. I tried to find where he might have gone, but his readings were not even coming up on my scanner. He had to have gone to a different dimension. I wondered where, but then it was obvious. Earth, of course! We sped back with my Poofer, but he wasn't there. Cam was nowhere to be seen either. So this began our long journey through the dimensions that surround Lyoko. Normally, I wouldn't travel inter-dimensionally, but he not only had my sister, but if we didn't revert his powers back to their original inverted state, we could never fix Earth or Lyoko, mixing them together and bending the very fabric of time and space! We only had 24 hours to find them, so we just started looking. I made some adjustments to the Poofer so it would allow us to travel to other dimensions besides Lyoko and Earth. We found ourselves in a world full of...none other than...magicians. Swell, this helps...then we went to a world full of tuna sandwiches...no help. After about 20 dimensions, there was no sight of either of them. That is when I realized, "Could this be completely wrong? Could he have self-destructed with Cam and now we will never retrieve her or fix Earth and Lyoko?" This thought made me cringe. But I couldn't let this happen to us or Cam or EARTH or Lyoko! Then it struck me! I could revert the original algorithms of the program, Lyoko, and retrieve the original coding of Cam and XANA. We needed both of them. I first reset Cam, and she materialized right in the kitchen of the wooden house. Then I reset Xana...but all that happened was that the green binary numbers in the background of Earth and Lyoko appeared again. The darkness was gone! That meant that XANA stripped Earth and Lyoko of the sense of visibility, and replaced it with himself! He was that coding! He was becoming both dimensions so that the two would fuse together and that he could rule everything that happened because there would be no visibility! Or at least, that's what I thought... Odd - Chapter 9 - Prepare To Be Confused Naturally, I was playing with the Poofer again until Jeremie took it away. Anyway, when we went to get Cam, her eyes looked just like Jeremie's did when he was going crazy, except they were solidly dull. She stood up, and looked at her hands. "Hmph, such a weakling she was. Much easier than you, Belpois." she said. Jeremie, who'd been relieved to recover his sister a minute before, turned white with fear. It wasn't very long before the color came back into his face and fear turned into anger. "So this was your plan, XANA." he said. Cam/XANA was now fiddling with the wires on his/her (their?) ray gun. Pointing the gun at Takonna, he/she pulled the trigger and Takonna was enveloped in a bright flash of light. When the light cleared, Takonna's eyes were dull too. Now we knew why XANA wanted Cam, to use her knowledge of technology to redesign his weaponry. As anybody else would in a situation such as this one, I ran to find an exit. Jeremie had the Poofer, and as I tried to grab it from him he moved back, and his hand smashed against a large rock. The Poofer...was broken. Jeremie tried to fix it, but it was too badly damaged to be revived. Then something strange happened. Cam/XANA flew off to a huge laboratory in the sky...wait...when did that get there? Either way, I knew that we were going to be obliterated if we didn't return to Earth, but then the street sign for Irony St. appeared right next to us. Then rows of houses. Could we have teleported back to Earth? Jeremie's readings said that we were still in Lyoko, so Cam/XANA was fusing the dimensions together so much that everything from Earth was moving to Lyoko! We were stuck...and even if we fixed the Poofer, it'd be useless because the Earth and Lyoko were the sane dimension. Then a huge black cloud appeared and moved swiftly across Irony St. It swept everything up with it, including us, and we were instantly in the Dark Matter Dimension. Cam - Chapter 10 - Everybody Hates XANA I'd like to tell what was going on in my self-consciousness for the duration of this chapter, so, here goes. Remember how everyone else was saying how I was possessed by XANA (who actually managed to obtain a human form). Inside of my head, there was once a bright and cheery place, but now a dark, desolate place thanks to XANA. "Satisfied XANA? You've got me in your clutches." I said, clenching my fists. "Of course I'm _not_, my dear. I will never be satisfied until we crush this world. And you, Cameron Belpois, will be ruler of our new world." was his reply. I can't begin to tell you how much I wanted to punch him in the face. Unfortunately, I couldn't fight back, not while he was in my mind I couldn't. Exhaling deeply I said, "Instead of focusing on this world, you should be focusing on making sure they don't free me from here, shouldn't you? Besides, Jeremie knows what's happening. It's pretty pointless trying to hide it." He chuckled darkly. "I already have your friend Takonna under my control, in case you've forgotten. Your brother will be joining us _very_ soon, that I can guarantee." I had a feeling that whatever he was planning to do to me, he had in store for Jeremie too. But I couldn't let that ruin my chances at escaping and fighting back. I tried to scan the area, looking for something that might help me, but alas, everything had been locked and chained to the wall, and there was no hope of even...survival. That is a pretty harsh statement, but it seemed to me that not only was he going to destroy both Jeremie and I, but he was also going to fuse our universes until the two are genetically unstable! If we were to survive his initial wrath, we wouldn't be able to take exposure to intergalactic radiation. I saw Ulrich walk by, and that's pretty much it, he just walked by. He didn't even notice me! Way to go, Ulrich. But never the less, I was determined to escape by all means, even if that meant sacrificing Lyoko to him. So I tried to think back to when Jeremie and Odd were talking about dimensional structure, back a few months ago. Then it struck me! Everything happening in Lyoko was the opposite of what was happening on Earth. So, that means Lyoko is the flip-side of our plane of existence. So basically, in more "dumber" terms, if it goes, we go too. But there was no hope. All I could do was stand, now tied to a wall with extremely strong chains. I remembered something at that very moment! My mini-laser could blast through the chains, so I pulled it out of my pocket, and flipped it to the "on" switch. It was about to fire, when a voice randomly started talking on the overhead speakers. It said, "These chains are infused with petroleum. So if you break it, it will set off a nuclear reaction, and destroy both Earth and Lyoko. So turn it off." Then, I did probably the most stupid thing I could possibly do. I fired the laser right at the hand chains, regardless of what the idiotic and remedially awkward voice was saying. It exploded with horrendous force, and threw me back to Earth, before this catastrophe! I don't know how that happened, unless the voice had lied to make sure that I didn't fire the laser because it knew that it would erase XANA's evil doings! It didn't take me long to find the others, the ones who didn't get hypnotised (Ulrich, Yumi, and Aelita). We started walking towards my house, to see if everything had really stopped. Little did we know that there was somebody following us, holding a stun gun. The next series of events were confusing. I heard XANA's voice in my head, then I heard someone shout my name, the sound of a trigger, a shot, feeling immense pain in my shoulder, and everything went black. Takonna - Chapter 11 (again I say: SLOW WRITERS!) - (TO BE TITLED) I was stuck in XANA's domain, great, just great. Anyway, when XANA himself brought Cam's unconscious body into the room, Jeremie and I ran over to her, and glared at XANA. "I see you're solid now," said Jeremie, "I don't see why you still need to be inside Cam." "Your sister is anchoring this form, keeping it solid, Belpois. Don't start nagging away at me about her, since you're all prisoners here anyway." was his reply. Cam was awake now (thank goodness), and Jeremie had his arm on her shoulder. She winced when he went to touch it. Looking at it again, there was a dark spot, showing where somebody had shot her with a stun gun. Jeremie looked at XANA with disgust, while XANA was just smirking back. "Jeremie, don't worry about it, I'm fine really." Cam was trying, unsuccessfully, to reassure her brother, who, at the moment had a very murderous look in his didn't believe a word of it, of course, and he thought it was just an effort to make him feel better (which it was), but he had no way of knowing. Her constant efforts seemed to be making him even more infuriated, but she continued regardless. At that very moment though, the ground began to shake, and a large satellite rose from the ground! Then, giant dark waves started to float around the air, and they were turning everything into the inverse of what is is...! Bushes were becoming tables, and clouds were becoming anvils. The black waves merged into one black cloud, and it tore through the mixed universes, with no remorse. Then XANA's voice was broadcast on shortwave radios implanted in the ground. "HUMANS!", he said, "HEAR MY DECREE! I NO LONGER WISH TO RUN AND OWN YOUR WORLD OR MINE, SO THEREFORE, I'M DESTROYING BOTH, AND I WILL ESCAPE TO THE NINTH DIMENSION, AND YOU WILL ALL FADE INTO OBLIVION!" Uh oh...that wasn't good. All of the sudden, Ulrich, Odd, Aeltia, and all of the others appeared right in front of us. And the sky started to break like glass! The huge pieces of the sky were falling onto the ground, and beyond the seemingly painted background, was pure darkness. A huge inter-dimensional void opened up, and XANA's energy was gone within seconds! But Jeremie used a...vacuum...to suck up some of the XANA energy. "If XANA has the power to control dimensions, and I have his power, then I can too!", he said. He put the vacuum into this...microwave...(I don't know...he's a geek...I don't understand him at all)...and exerted the energy throughout the entire mixed dimension...! He typed some command into his PDA, and then, the XANA energy split the two dimensions back to normal, and the dimensional structures were both restored! I was so relieved...and now XANA was gone! As all of us walked toward Irony St. at sunset, we thought back at our strange adventure, and we knew that it wasn't the end. Jeremie's PDA blinked, and XANA appeared and said, "Don't be too happy yet...I'll be back...and this time, I'm not alone!" His picture faded off of the screen, and in the end, we were ready for XANA's return, and we knew that Lyoko was our responsibility, and that whether we are 5, 15, or 35, we'd always protect it. FIN Ulrich: "It's the end already? The editor said our story needed to be at least 17 chapters!" Jeremie: "Ugh...shut up!" Odd: "When do we get our free lunch voucher for this story?" Cam: "SHUT UP! WE HAVE A SEQUEL TO WRITE!" Aelita: "Can't we just get along?" Takonna: "What am I going to do with you guys?" The Real FIN End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga Routine **Title: **Routine** Pairing**: Asami/Fei Long **Rating**: PG **Summary**: Fei Long likes to think about the day when Asami finally dies. **Disclaimer**: Viewfinder belongs to Yamane Ayano. I'm merely having fun writing about her characters. ;-) **A/N**: My first Viewfinder fic and unsurprisingly enough, it's about Fei Long. -G- I became a huge fan when I first came across his backstory, and by extension, the Asami/Fei Long relationship because it was complicated and difficult and this was the first time I'd actually seen Asami be somewhat human. It took me a while, but I finally got to writing a Viewfinder fic—though, I have to say, if it wasn't for clubsion's weekly themes, I probably wouldn't have been as inspired. -g- Not beta-ed, so all mistakes are mine. (I'd be grateful if anyone points out anything though -g-) * * * Fei Long likes to think about the day when Asami finally dies. He likes to think that the day Asami's blood stains his hands, he will at last be free of the past; of the guilt, the pain, and the betrayal that clings to his skin like a leech. He likes to think that once Asami is gone, so will the memories and the wistful longing (mixed with hate, _always_ mixed with hate). The memories, he can tolerate, but the longing...the longing, he can never forgive. So, he thinks about Asami dying daily. He thinks about killing Asami himself, in various scenarios (a bullet to the gut, because he wants Asami to _hurt_ and dying is too easy, or a knife to the throat, Asami helpless and enraged), and in various times of the day (morning, just as Asami wakes, disorientated and confused, though it is hard to imagine Asami confused; or late at night, when Asami is off-guard and alone). He thinks of hiring someone to kill Asami, but it never lasts for more than a few seconds. Fei Long wants Asami to _know_. He wants it to be _personal_. He wants Asami to feel what Fei Long had felt, seven years ago, but _more_. After all, it wasn't as if Fei Long had spent the past seven years feeling nothing. --- In the morning, when Fei Long wakes to a painful ache in his head, the first thought that comes to his mind is, _it's Asami's fault._ He spends the next thirty minutes thinking about Asami's death until Tao brings in breakfast. For the next twenty minutes, Fei Long talks with Tao, letting Tao's presence soothe away some of the pain. Asami is forgotten in those twenty minutes. When Tao leaves with a half-empty tray (he was only able to convince Fei Long to eat about half the food), Fei Long can feel the blanket of melancholy wrapping around him again. He thinks it's Asami's fault for being so memorable that Fei Long can never forget. He thinks he is betraying the love he holds for his father, by not hating Asami enough, even though he has tried and tried. He thinks if only Asami would just die, then everything will be right again. This last thought remains in his mind as he gets up from the bed and goes into the bathroom. It stays until Fei Long is dressed, and then disappears when he meets up with his Baishe members. He can't afford to be distracted. --- When Fei Long is home again, he heads straight to the whiskey. He pours himself a glass and drinks it all in one go, letting the smooth burn and flushed warm wash away the day. To think, he muses, that he would once have been drunk with this one glass. His hand tightens until his knuckles are stark white against the glass, before he pours himself more whiskey to celebrate the fact that he is still frustratingly sober. He is different now: not naïve, not vulnerable, controlled, powerful, hates Asami. He will never again be like he was before: naïve, vulnerable, weak, in love with Asami. He tells himself this every day and night, when he is not thinking of the hundreds of ways he will kill Asami. He tells himself this even as the whiskey burns in his stomach, as body slumps down onto an armchair, and his mind becomes nothing but memories and images, pieced together to tell a story Fei Long has been reliving for the past seven years. --- Fei Long doesn't dream. If he does, he won't remember it in the morning, because it will only make him tense with anger and desire, with shame and betrayal, and the fleeting thought that _if only..._ As long as Fei Long can tell himself he thinks of killing Asami almost every hour of every day, he can forgive himself a little for that small piece of disloyalty. He won't forgive himself for the desire, the longing, the stabbing pain at Asami's betrayal, but he can for that tiny stray thought. He has, after all, already paid for it. His hatred burns and plans for Asami's death are vibrant in his mind; he doesn't forget, even for one second, what Asami has done to him, but sometimes, Fei Long doesn't think of Asami, bleeding, dying. Sometimes, Asami is alive and whole, and Fei Long stands before him, gun pointing to the ground. (This is all he will allow before he banishes it from his mind). Most of the time though, Fei Long likes to think about the day Asami will finally die, slow and painful, looking up at him with awareness, with the full knowledge of his fate. He likes to think about how free he will when it happens; how the memories will stop haunting him, plaguing him with unwanted feelings and knotting him in guilt for not being a good son; and most of all, how he will finally have some peace with Asami gone from his mind. He likes to think about killing Asami, except for the times when he doesn't, but Fei Long is a good son and a strong leader—he reminds himself he will never be as weak and naïve and in love with Asami as before—so he makes sure those times are rare. It doesn't work as well as Fei Long wants it to, but he keeps trying anyway. End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga Demon Love Tmp, tmp, tmp, tmp... _I've got to run... I've got to hide..._ Shuro could feel her heart pounding as she ran through the dark alley. Her quick, heavy steps echoed along with the hisses and growls of demons. "S-somebody, help me!" Her eyes widened in fear as she reached a dead end. "N-no..." She shivered in fear as she turned around to face the dark shadows that were looming over her. "No... please, somebody... I don't want to die... KAITOOOO!" Shuro woke up, gasping for air. _That dream... is still haunting me. That very moment 2 years ago..._ She reached out her hand as if she's trying to grasp onto something. "Kaito..." Her eyes saddened at the thought of him. She could still remember his jet black hair, his grayish-blue eyes, his caring, gentle smile... _I want to see him... but I can't... I'm no longer a human..._ She got up and walked towards her mirror. Staring at her reflection, she gently touched the cold surface of the mirror. _I'm a beast. _Her black, feathery wings expanded behind her. Her eyes glowed red, and a fang protruded from her mouth. _What would he say if he saw me like this? He'd become afraid of me..._ Shuro quickly turned away from the mirror and shivered. "Even I'm afraid of myself..." She flopped down onto her bed and sighed. The thought of wanting to see Kaito was killing her. Knock, knock. "H-huh? Who's there?" The door opened to reveal a tall, young man. He had dark red hair and red eyes. "Oh, Loki. What are you doing here?" Loki was Shuro's friend ever since the first day she appeared in the demon world. He was very kind, and he taught her the ways of the demon world. He also taught her how to control her demonic form and powers. He's very different from the demons she faced before. Loki stood at the frame of the doorway. "Are you still thinking about that human?" _Huh? How did he..._ Shuro realized that tears were flowing down the sides of her cheeks. Loki came up to her and took out a handkerchief. "Geez, don't be such a crybaby..." He wiped away her tears and gave her a smile. "If you really want to see him, you can walk through the Gate of Messiah to go back to the human world." Shuro lightened up for a moment, but she went back to her previous state as a thought crossed her mind. "But what if he sees me like this? Even my human form isn't the same as before... My hair is now silver, my skin has become paler... I don't look attractive anymore..." Loki placed a hand on Shuro's head. "That's not true! You are a cute and thoughtful girl!" Loki flushed a little as he realized what he had just said. Shuro looked at him in surprise, and abruptly stood up. "U-um... th-thanks... I-I think I'll go to the human world now!" She got out of the room as quickly as possible. _W-what's up with him!? Suddenly saying that..._ Shuro felt her cheeks slightly heat up. _But the look in his eyes..._ She shook her head quickly and regained her composure. "I need to go to the human world to see Kaito!" After a while, she reached the Gate of Messiah. Its frame is made of a dark, wicked wood and there's a water-like film that is separating the human world and the demon world. She made sure her demonic form was hidden and took a deep breath. _Here goes nothing..._ She walked right through the gate and was greeted by the bright rays of the sun. She inhaled the sweet, fresh air and listened to the singing of birds. _It's been a while since I've been in the human world._ "HEY, GIRL! WATCH OUT!" Shuro turned around only to be hit in the head by a soccer ball. However, as she is a demon, it had no affect on her. A boy with jet black hair ran up to her. "Are you okay!? I'm very sorry, let me check to see if you're bruised or anything." Shuro's eyes widened as she saw who it was. "K-kaito...?" The boy paused and gave her a surprised look. "How do you know my name? You look familiar. Have I met you before?" Shuro gave a wide smile. "Kaito! It's me, Shuro! Remember!?" Kaito looked at her suspiciously. "How do I know you're not just a girl who looks like Shuro? From what I remember, she doesn't have silver hair. I also heard that she disappeared for a year." Shuro felt a little hurt by this, but she pushed it away. "Kaito... remember that time when you showed me that secret garden? There were many sakura trees, and the falling petals looked like they were dancing. Also..." Kaito's eyes widened as she showed him the necklace he gave her. He slapped her across the face. Shuro gently touched the spot where he hit her. "W-why...?" "Did you know how worried I was? You've disappeared for such a long time without a notice, and now you've suddenly returned and acted has if nothing had happened!" He pulled her into a hug. "I missed you so much..." Shuro inhaled the familiar scent of Kaito's cologne. "I'm sorry... I missed you, too..." "Kaito, what is the meaning of this!?" Kaito quickly let go of Shuro. "Sayori, let me explain-" The girl walked up to him and slapped him across the face. "You cheater! I haven't seen you in a few days and you've already found someone else to be with!" She looked at him in disgust before she turned around and ran away. Shuro took a step back in shock. "Kaito... you couldn't have..." "Shuro, please..." "No! I don't want to hear it!" Her eyes were already welling up with tears. "How could do this to me... you even promised... And after so long, I finally had the chance to see you..." She stood there and started to cry. "Shuro... I'm sorry, but I had to move on. Everyone kept insisting that you were dead..." Shuro flinched. "...I see... Th-then I guess it's time for me to move on, too..." She took off the necklace and held it out to him. Instead of taking it, Kaito gripped onto her arm and pulled her into a kiss. Shuro's eyes widened in surprise and she pushed him away. "No! Let go of me!" "I don't want to! Shuro... I love you... please don't say such things..." "...would you still love me even if I'm like this...?" She revealed her wings and stared at him with her red eyes. She opened her mouth slightly to show him her fangs and gave a low growl. Kaito looked at her in horror. "D-demon... you're a demon!?" Shuro gave him a sad look. "Yes. You're scared, aren't you?" Kaito said nothing and looked at the ground. "...Kaito?" Shuro reached out to touch him, but he slapped her hand away. "Go away..." "K-kaito?" "Leave me alone, demon!" Shuro shivered and took a step back. "I don't want to see you ever again!" Kaito turned around and ran away, leaving her all alone. "So, how was it?" Loki greeted Shuro with a smile as she walked through the gate. "Hahaha... I guess all humans are afraid of demons..." Loki's smile faded away as he noticed that something was wrong. "What are you saying...? Shuro-" "Kaito hates me! He hates me!" Shuro dropped to her knees, sobbing. "I hate myself! Why... why do I have to be a demon!?" "ENOUGH!" Loki grabbed Shuro by the shoulders. "Stop blaming yourself! It's not your fault!" "...Loki, why are you always so nice to me...?" Loki paused for a moment and suddenly gave her a gentle kiss. "Because I love you, baka." End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga A night to remember Hold me in your arms... **AUTHORS NOTE:** Hey everyone, since Goodbye Never will NOT have any type of sex scene what-so-ever I decided...well why not just make a random sex scene up?? (Fine maybe I was just bored) but anyways I have to warn that this is sexual (although not sexual enough....) so no hormone crazy tweens or teens unless your 18+....yeah. Anyway besides that yes I will update Goodbye Never...soon very soon... **Story starts here!** He held Midori close, his grip on her being both firm yet very loose. She blushed softly as the candlelight flickered on and off. He slowly let his hand glide down her outfit but stopped as soon he reached her lower back. He looked at her and she lifted up her head to look at him. They both knew what this might lead to but they didn't seem to care....but he clearly saw the slight fear flicker in her eyes as she gripped onto his shirt and pressed her head against his chest. He smiled slightly leaned his lips to her ear and whispered "we don't have to-" but she cut him off and replied back in a whisper "I want to...". She looked up and nodded as he proceeded to lead her to lie down on the slightly bent and run down mattress. He led her lips into a passionate kiss as he started to unbutton her once pure white blouse which by now was covered in the mud they both fell on. He slowly pulled back from their kiss to marvel at her beauty. She looked the same as she did when she saved his life. He remembered it all too clearly...the car crash...and him on the border line to death...to then suddenly see a strange girl run up to him and pull off her shirt to use as a way to place pressure onto his wounds. "What's wrong?" she asked, noticing the blank stare on his face. "Nothing....just that I never thought that this day would ever come....the day that I can finally say that I have found true love..." he said with a smile. Midori looked at him with a look of shyness...almost embarrassment as her pale cheeks started to not only regain its color; but started to turn to a deeper rose colored red. He leaned down and gently kissed her cheek and sat up again to pull off his red shirt. She sat up along with him and wrapped her arms around him as he pulled the shirt over his head and tossed it to the side. He slowly but steadily worked on unbuckling her bra; as soon as the last fasten had been undone he slid off the straps from her shoulders. Midori held onto him even tighter but eventually let go of him and her bra slid off of her breasts. He couldn't help but stare at her breasts for a moment, they looked perfectly round and firm, as well as her nipples. He then snapped back to reality and looked at Midori, she seemed to be slightly ashamed, but he being as calm as always pressed her lips onto her for another passionate kiss as he laid her back on the bed. He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and slipped them down. He had to get off the bed and stand up to be able to pull them off. He also took the time to pull down his underwear as well. Popping out was his manhood, which when Midori looked at how big he was she quickly turned her head away in embarrassment. He again went onto the bed and with his hands gently led her look back to him. This time she sat up and it was her that wrapped her arms around him and pressed her lips to his for the kiss. It was a passionate kiss as she felt his tongue slide into her mouth and play around with her tongue. She gave a slight moan as she felt his tongue wrapped around hers while he pulled away and laid her back down; he left her skirt intact and instead used the time to pull off her panties which were already slightly ripped with all that happened on there way here. He slid off her frilly red and white panties with no problem. He leaned forward and led her into another kiss as he grabbed both of her wrists and laid them down above her head, his hand still gripping tightly onto o her wrists. He led away from the kiss and got ready, but she was afraid and he knew it. "But it will hurt..." she said hesitantly. He smiled and gave her a kiss on the cheek and at the same time he started to go inside her. She instantly felt the pain and started to whimper but her gave her a passionate kiss and quickly went all the way in. She wanted to yell loudly but she gave into the kiss, slowly a teardrop slid down her cheek as he started to pull out and back in; with a steady rhythm. She felt the everlasting pain as he went in and out but with that slow rhythm. He pulled away from her kiss and went for her breasts. He started to lick her nipples which were round and but this time really hard. Her face was bright red as he started going faster. She felt him going in and out repeatedly and it was really starting to ache...but she couldn't stop...or maybe she just didn't. They went so far to get where they were and this was a moment that she did not want to go to waste. He kept playing around with his tongue on her breast, slowly starting to suck on her nipples. She felt liquid falling as well as he did; when he looked he saw some blood coming from her mix with a clearer liquid; hesitantly he looked at Midori but she only nodded...to signal that he should keep going. After a while the pain was started to go away and was replace by pleasure, it was a pleasure that neither of them had ever felt before; it was both frightening and wonderful and they didn't want to stop at all. Midori start to moan louder and he started to go even faster. She put her finger to his lips as if to stop him for a moment. He pulled out and sat up in confusion; she sat up and wrapped her arms around him, kissing him as she pushed him down. She sat on top of him and was moving her hips up and down on his stomach, slowly making her way more below. They fixed themselves into a more comfortable position and again he entered into Midori. She moved slowly up and down, the pain now non-existent Midori only wanted more. She was in bliss and she threw her head back with the feeling of her boyfriend going in and out of her. She could feel every inch of him inside of her and it was driving her mad. She started slow and gentle but started to speed up and she was sure that he wanted it faster too. She moaned and felt herself getting closer to completion with each stroke. He sped up as he felt his own peak approaching. She screamed as the dam broke and she experienced the first and best orgasm she ever had and he came as well. Ten minutes later their orgasms had finally finished. They were both lying on the mattress, holding each others hand. She looked up at him and whispered "I love you"; he looked down at her face, her eyes which glimmered in the dim light. He kissed her forehead, wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer to him and said "I love you too". **Woo Ending!~** **AUTHORS NOTE:** OK, so maybe it isn't the best sex scene out there….I'm a beginner at the sex scene writing (as in this is my FIRST) and am experiencing a major writer's block. It took a lot to pull through to the finish on this one. But I will try and overcome it and I will practice. Comments are appreciated. End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga Runaway **When Ash and Misty start fighting a lot, Elizabeth runs away from home and retreats to safety in Palette town. But when Ash and Misty can't find Elizabeth anywhere, can they stop arguing and look for their little girl together?** (Scene opens with Elizabeth studying upstairs, when she hears her parents fighting again.) Ash: Why are you always making me look stupid in front of people? Misty: I didn't, I was just merely pointing out that Treeko evolved four months after you caught it. Ash: It was five! Misty: No, it was four! I know because you called me a day after it evolved into a Grovyle. We also talked about making a Coffee Bean Pizza! Ash: Oh yeah, then I said we couldn't because Brock would go caffeine crazy all over the Pokemon Center. Misty: Oh yeah. **Chuckles** Ash: But still, you didn't have to say it in front of all my colleagues! **Just then Elizabeth grunted in her room, slamming down her pencil and ran downstairs.** Elizabeth: Mom, dad, stop! Misty: What is it Elizabeth? Elizabeth: I'm trying to study and I can't do that with you two yelling. Ash: Sorry pumpkin. Mom and I are discussing a matter, but we weren't yelling. Elizabeth: Well, then I guess it was my imagination. **(scoffs) **Sorry. Ash: Elizabeth Dilynne, do not back talk me. Elizabeth: Why? **(arrogantly)** Ash: That's it. Go to your room! **Stomps upstairs and slams the door.** Elizabeth: I shouldn't have to deal with this! I'm trying to study. I know what I'll do. **She then takes her Skitty book bag and put in her homework, a pair of pajamas, two dresses, Mudkip's pokeball, and an extra pokeball from her father's closet. She then goes down the back steps and slips out the back door.** (Scene opens as Elizabeth reaches the sign from Cerulean City. She knew left led to Pewter city, and right led to Palette town.) Elizabeth: I just don't understand. I just couldn't stand it anymore. Anyway, I left, so I wanna think good thoughts. I'll head to Grandma's house, so I can sleep. Then I'll head over to Professor Oak's research center in the morning. Maybe, I can hide with some of dad's pokemon. **She was so busy ** **talking to herself, she didn't realize the injured Pidgey, until she tripped over it. **Umph! Ow, that hurt! Pidgey: Pidge. Pidgey! Elizabeth: **Sees Pidgey **Oh my Gosh! Are you ok? **Picks up the small bird Pokemon, then feels a ** **small gap between two segments of it's right wing.** Pidgey: Pidgey! **Cries in pain** Elizabeth: Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I better get you to the Pokemon Center now! **Runs all the way to Palette Town's Pokemon Center, not stopping even to take a breath. She ran two miles before reaching the center.** (Scene opens with Elizabeth running into the Pokemon Center.) Elizabeth: Nurse Joy! Help! **Nurse Joy comes running down to the reception desk.** Nurse Joy: Oh no! **She takes the small bird Pokemon from Elizabeth and calls Chansey on the intercom. **I need a small stretcher for a bird pokemon. **Just then Chansey brings the stretcher. Nurse Joy and Chansey then run into the operating room.** Elizabeth: I hope Pidgey will be ok. Voice: Elizabeth? **Elizabeth turns to find her father's childhood friend Cassie standing behind her.** Elizabeth: Cassie? Cassie: Elizabeth. **Hugs the girl. **What are you doing here? Elizabeth: I found an injured Pidgey while I was running aw- I mean, I found the Pidgey when I was running outside at grandma's house. Cassie: Oh. Will it be ok? Elizabeth: I don't know.** Cassie and Elizabeth simultaneously look at the door that leads to the operating room. **I hope so. Cassie: I'm sure it'll be fine. Would you like me to stay here with you? I have time, I just have to pick up an order. Elizabeth: It's ok. Is that it? **She points to the small box on the reception desk. Cassie walks over ****and looks at the box.** Cassie: Yep, that's it. Well, I guess I'll go then. But if you need me, you know where the farm is. **Cassie goes out the door. ** (Meanwhile at the Katchem house. Scene opens at the house with Misty finishing making supper.) Misty: **Yelling** Ash, Lizzie, supper! **Just then Ash runs down the stairs with Pikachu on his shoulder.** Ash: Yum, smells good. Pikachu: Pika Pi, Pika Kachu Pi. Ash: Yeah, I haven't seen Lizzie either. Why don't you go up and tell her supper's ready. Pikachu: Pika. **Pikachu heads upstairs and doesn't find Elizabeth in her room. He then looks in the bathroom, Ash and Misty's room and then the twins' room. Pikachu was starting to worry. He took a last look in each room before coming back down to Ash.** Misty: Is she coming? Pikachu: Pika chu Pika. Misty: What! You can't find her. I'll look outside. Ash: I'll go look at the gym. Maybe she's goofing off with the Pokemon. **Ash ran to the gym and found nothing but the leaky sink, and Pysduck walking around. After returning Psyduck to it's Pokeball, Ash runs back home.** Misty: Did you find her? Ash: No. Did you? Misty: No. Ash: Dammit. Misty: I'll see if your mom's seen her. **A few minutes later.** Delia: No Misty, I'm sorry. I haven't seen Elizabeth. Misty: Well thanks anyway. We'll keep looking. **Hangs up. **Ash! Your mom hasn't seen her. **Ash runs over to Misty and hugs her tight.** Ash: It's ok Mist, we'll find her. **Goes outside and flicks a Pokeball off his belt. **Staraptor! Help us find Lizzie! **Staraptor comes out of Pokeball.** Staraptor: Star Staraptor! Misty: **Comes out to Ash. **Ashy, where's my baby? Ash: I don't know, but I have once more idea. **Ash runs in to the house and up to the video phone and dials a number.** Come on Cass, pick up! Cassie: Hello? Ash: Hey Cassie. Cassie: I thought you were at your mom's. Ash: What? Who said that? Cassie: Elizabeth said she found a wounded Pidgey outside your mom's house. She's at the Pokemon Center in Palette Town. Ash: She is? Misty! I found her! **Misty runs into the house and finds Ash.** Misty: Oh Ash that's wonderful! **Looks at video screen.** Hey Cassie! Did you find Lizzie? Cassie: Yes, she's at the Pokemon Center in Palette Town. Ash: Thanks Cassie. We're gonna come get her. Bye. Cassie: Bye. (Scene opens at the Pokemon Center. Lizzie is sitting in the waiting room, when the light above the operating door turns off and Nurse Joy comes out.) Elizabeth: **Runs to Nurse Joy. **Nurse Joy, will Pidgey be ok? Nurse Joy: Yes. Pidgey has a bad sprain in its right wing, but if you give the wing a few weeks to heal, Pidgey will be back to flying perfectly. Elizabeth: Thank God! Can I sleep here, so I can be close to Pidgey. Nurse Joy: That's not necessary. Pidgey needs to rest, but it can go home tonight, but here, take this. **Rips a small piece of paper off a tablet. **Take this to Professor Oak, he can fill this for you. I would do it myself, but we're low on supplies. Elizabeth: **Takes paper from Nurse Joy. ** Thank you, I will. **Takes Pidgey and heads for Professor Oak's. ** **After exiting the Pokemon Center, she walks another block to Professor Oak's lab and rings the doorbell.** _ ~Inside~_ Tracey: I'll get it Professor Oak. **Tracey comes to the door and opens it.** Tracey: Elizabeth, what are you doing here? **Sees Pidgey and gasps. **Is that Pidgey ok? Elizabeth: Yeah, Nurse Joy fixed it up. I just came to get a prescription for Pidgey. **Professor Oak comes in the room.** Professor Oak: Hello Elizabeth, what are you doing here? Tracey: She came for a prescription fill of **(looks at slip) **one 5ml bottle of Lickitung spray and 12 BG Vitamin tablets. Professor Oak: Ok, That should be easy. Come with me Lizzie. **Elizabeth and Professor Oak leave the room.** (Scene opens at the Pokemon Center with Ash and Misty running in.) Misty: Nurse Joy! Are you here? Nurse Joy: **Comes out to the desk. **Yes? Ash: Have you seen our daughter? Nurse Joy: Yes, I saw her just a minute ago. Misty: Great, where is she? Nurse Joy: I'm sorry, she just left. Ash: Do you know where she went? Nurse Joy: I sent her to Professor Oak's to get a prescription filled. Misty: What's wrong? Ash: Remember Mist, Cassie said she found a wounded Pidgey. Misty: Oh yeah, thanks Nurse Joy. Ash: Alright, let's go. (Scene opens with Elizabeth and Professor Oak going to the front door.) Professor Oak: Bring Pidgey back in a few weeks so I can check on it's progress. Elizabeth: Ok Professor. Thanks! Bye. (**Yells) **Bye Uncle Tracey! Tracey: Bye Lizzie. **Lizzie exits the front and decides to hide out with the Pokemon because it's too dark to travel. So she goes around to the side entrance of the Pokemon field. Right away, Wurmpie comes up to her and licks her.** Elizabeth: Hey Wurmpie. I've missed you. **(Hugs Wurmpie) **I need to find a warm place to sleep. Can you help? Wurmpie: Wurmple Wurm! **Wurmpie leads Elizabeth to a cave where Elizabeth finds Bayleef. Bayleef hears the two come in. Elizabeth places Pidgey in a small rock inside the cave.** Bayleef: Bay? Bay Bay. Elizabeth: Hi Bayleef. Would it be ok if I sleep in here tonight? **Bayleef nodded yes.** Bayleef: Bay. Elizabeth: Thanks Bayleef **(Thanks Wurmpie and tells him she'll see him tomorrow.) **I'm running away from home. Bayleef: Bayleef? Elizabeth: Because mom and dad are fighting a lot and dad yelled at me, simply when I was asking him to stop yelling at mom. Bayleef: Bay. **Just then Elizabeth hears familiar steps coming towards the cave. It was Bulbasaur. She panicked.** Elizabeth: Bayleef, I have to hide. If Bulbasaur finds me he'll tell the Professor, and I'm not going home. **Bayleef motioned for Elizabeth to hide beside her facing the cave wall. Luckily, Bulbasaur only took a quick peak in the cave, Bayleef was pretending to sleep. Bulbasaur, not wanting to wake her up, left the cave quietly. Finding such a comfortable spot beside Bayleef, Elizabeth tries to fall asleep.** (Scene opens with Ash and Misty running to the Professor's house. Ash rings the doorbell.) Tracey: Don't worry Professor, I'll get it. **(Tracey answers the doorbell.) **Ash? Ash: Can I come in? Tracey: Huh? **(sees he's blocking the doorway, he moves.) **Oh yes. Come in. Misty: Thanks Tracey. Have you seen Elizabeth? Tracey: Yeah, she just left. Ash: Aw man! Where was she heading? Misty: Was she ok? Tracey: Yeah, she looked fine. But I don't know where she's heading. She just left, without a word. Misty: Ash?! Where is she? Ash: I don't know Mist. But I have an idea. **Ash goes into Professor Oak's Pokemon Reserve.** Tracey: How will this help? Ash: You'll see. Bulbasaur! **(Bulbasaur comes running up to him.) **Have you seen Lizzie, Bulbasaur? Bulbasaur: **(shakes head no) ** Bulbasaur. Ash: I was sure she'd be here. **All of the sudden Bayleef runs out to greet Ash.** Bayleef: Bay. **Although Bayleef was usually ecstatic to see Ash come, tonight she was moody. And she wanted Ash to know she wasn't happy with him.** Misty: What's wrong with Bayleef? She's usually your #1 fan. Ash: I wonder. **Then Pikachu hops off Ash's shoulder and talks to Bayleef. After a few minutes Pikachu faces Ash.** Pikachu: Pikachu Pika pi. Pika ka Pikachu. Pika pi kachu Pi Pikachu! Ash: She is here?! Misty: Really Pikachu? Pikachu: Pikachu, Pika Pi. Kachu Pi. Ash: I know I shouldn't have been so hard on her. Where is she? Bayleef: Bay, Bayleef. **After following Bayleef to her cave, which was too small for any of the adults to crawl in, Pikachu hopped off Ash's shoulder and runs in for her. But finds her awake, singing herself the lullaby Misty sings to her when she's sick or scared.** _ Think of me everyday._ _Hold tight to what I say._ _And I'll be close to you, _ _even from far away._ _Know that wherever you are,_ _it is never to far._ _When you think of me,_ _I'll be with you.__1_ Pikachu: Pikachu Pi? Elizabeth: Pikachu! It's so good to see you. **(Hugs Pikachu, then stops.) **But if you're here... Ash: Hi pumpkin. Misty: Honey, are you ok? We were so worried. Elizabeth: Yeah, I'm fine. Dad, am I in trouble? Ash: No. I usually would punish you, but I'm just so glad to see you're safe. Elizabeth: **(comes out and hugs Ash) **Daddy, I've missed you. And I'm sorry I ran away, and back talked you. I was wrong. Misty: Thank you for the apology for back talking dad. But really, we should be apologizing. Your dad and I just got carried away with a silly little argument. You were right, we shouldn't yell. Ash: Especially when you're trying to study hard. I'm sorry pumpkin. Elizabeth: It's ok. Let's go home. Misty: It's a bit dark. Ash: Why don't we stay at grandma's for the night? Elizabeth: YEAH! Um... Uncle Tracey. Can you keep Pidgey here on the perserve till she recovers? Traveling may not be the best thing for her right no. Tracey: No problem kiddo. Misty: Thank you so much Tracey. Well, I guess e'll get going. Elizabeth: Bye Unle Tracey. Bye Bayleef. Bayleef: Bayleef! **(tackles Ash and licks.)** Ash: Ok, ok. You can come along with us. Bayleef: Bay! ** The End** End file.

Misc. Anime/Manga, Family, Hurt-Comfort

Fanfiction

Misc. Anime/Manga For Madmanmatty and Tanabata of anime **Madmanmatty and Tanabata** **Note: To any randomer who does not belong to /anime/ don't read this story. It is a personalized story for the people of /anime/ - if you have no idea what /anime/ is (not anime, /anime/) then that means you should not be reading this.** *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* The loud tone of an alarm pierced the morning silence and shattered the fantastical dreams of Matty, wonderful dreams of being an Olympian just like his childhood self would've wanted to be. But pizza is a cruel mistress. He rubbed his eyes and lazily rolled over to check the time; his body cold from the night – his duvet ("doo-vay") spread across the floor. "Fat load of use my covers were," murmured Matty as he looked at the time through blurry lenses. 7:30. "What the- who sets an alarm for 7:30 on a weekend anyway!" Matty fumed as he slammed his hand down on the clock with the force of a rail driver, one thing you should know about Matty; if you wake him up in a morning you don't wake up Matty. You awaken Satan himself. Rolling back onto the warm part of the bed; Matty boorishly grabbed at his covers on the floor and threw them over his body. Matty scratched at his rough beard and feel back to sleep. He awoke again. This time it was naturally, a much more pleasant feeling to wake up with the sun kissing your skin and shining bright in the sky, covering your room in a golden glow. Matty rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling where he had pinned a picture of Olivia Wilde, he just stared at nothingness lost in his own thoughts. "Why did I set an ala-? Oh SHIT!" Matty bolted up with eyes wide open now, he suddenly became aware of the state his room is in and the knocking at his front door. "Oh shit, shit shit shit!" Matty began pacing in stress; he had forgotten one major thing about today. It was inspection day, and his bedroom was a tip. His original plan was to wake up at least three hours before _she _had to call and tidy up his room. The _she _in question was his landlady – who evicted someone just for leaving a yoghurt pot out, she was going to go mental when she saw the clothes strewn about Matty's floor and the various, 'gentlemen's literature' magazines by the side of his bed. She was going to evict him to Mars! *Ding Dong* *Bang* *Bang* *Bang* the knocking became more and more impatient. In a flurry, Matty crammed whatever he could under his bed and threw on the nearest clothes that looked clean. The banging continued, one thing Matty did not need was a pissed-off landlady who rules with an iron fist. He slapped on some aftershave but no time to comb his hair; he didn't need to look his Sunday best for an inspection but he needed to get to that door stat! *BANG* *BA-* Matty opened it up to find Tana, his landlady, standing there with an extremely business like and impatient look on her face, which was clear with a glossed lip and thin-framed glasses – this was bad, it looked like today wasn't going her way. Which means thing were about to go the other for him. Her orange hair was held back by a black headband and fell at the back; looking somewhat like an open mullet – she wore a tight black jacket with golden buttons and a short black skirt which clung to her legs as if guarding them from the outside world. Her office like outfit was complete with long black boots which ended just above her knee – despite her attitude and aura; she was a sight for sore eyes. Too bad she was such a bi- "Took you long enough," Tana spoke with a brazen tone, "You weren't just throwing stuff under your bed just now were you?" She raised an eyebrow quizzically with the same unimpressed look on her face. Matty felt like a spike had been driven through his head; it was like she could see right through him like she knew exactly what was going on inside his apartment. "Is that a good morning Tana? I sure hope so; I'd be nice to hear you say that once in a while." Matty quipped "Come on in, want a coffee?" Matty took a step back into the living quarters of his apartment, followed by Tana who was right behind. "No thank you, I prefer to drink Matsumoto Peppermint tea." "Ah, just as usual – she speaks like she swallowed all the silverware, not just the spoon" Matty thought. Sighing a little, Matty went over to the kitchen area and boiled the kettle, he'd become very aware of how tired he felt but a quick look in the mirror reassured him as a handsome man stared back at him. There was a stretching sound as Tana sat down on one of the leather barstools, Matty wondered whether he needed new chairs or was Tana's booty too fat for that dress. He changed a glance in Tana's direction, who was looking down a little and reasserting herself on the seat. "No way, was that really her ass that made that sound?" Matty pondered light-heartedly, he began to reason it was probably her dress while the kettle pinged and rumbled like a sleeping beast. As he poured his coffee; Matty turned to see Tana was jotting down something on her phone – he had no idea what she was talking about but frankly he didn't care. He wanted her out. He turned to face her; she sat on the stool with her face looking down at the small screen in her hand, she always seemed to be busy with something or another – Matty had to admit he loved to know just what she did in her free time apart from run complaints and take her time to look as unsociable and heartless as possible. It was never made apparent what she did, if she did anything, to relax – Matty never heard her watch TV or listen to music. He reckoned if he went upstairs to her apartment he'd just walk into an office place. When he finished making his coffee he turned to Tana and asked "Well, shall we undergo the inspection?" His voice cut the awkward silence so suddenly Tana flinched a little and looked like a scared child, a look Matty had never seen before – after she blinked once however she instantly regained her composure and tucked a strand of hair that fell behind her ear, "Certainly." Tana replied in her business tone. Matty wished she wasn't so damned uptight; would it kill the woman just to be a little less wound-up all the time? Tana picked herself up and took a moment to finish texting whoever was on the receiving end of her phone. As she stood sunlight came through the venetian blinds and illuminated her form, in the sunlight she appeared to be a completely different person – as the sunlight lit up her every feature she seemed to sparkle in its light; her hair becoming bold and vibrant and her face looking soft unlike her usual stern expression. As much as Matty hated the way she acted; she was dazzling in the light of the sun it was enough to completely forgive her erratic and annoying actions. He took time to admire how beautiful a woman she actually was; the way her hair seemed to dance in the warm glow of the light, her face looking so caring and sweet, her hourglass figure and her luscious breasts – how curvy they were and no doubt firm. Matty was in a trance and was just about to be absolved in inspecting her body when a harsh tone cut the air, "Okay," Tana began "Let's start with the bathroom shall we?" She gave her usual look to Matty; making him think that all along he was mistaken by some trick of light, there was no way that this woman was 'sweet' at all. Tana didn't wait for an answer; she was a beast on the prowl. Matty followed her around the apartment as she inspected every single corner of the room, all except his bedroom thankfully. There was little conversation between the two; they never seemed to have much to talk about so an awkward yet ambient silence befell the atmosphere which was rarely broken only by the odd question here and there. She was like a mouse looking for cheese when it came to making sure everything was clean; well if said mouse appeared to be a sneering imperialist with a penchant for making sure everything on planet earth was anti-bacterialized. As she left the last room she inspected, the bathroom, she turned and said "And onto the bedroom." There was not a hint of her trying to seduce him with any sly digs; which Matty to be honest expected, she spoke in her seemingly evil businesswoman tone and her words felt like a conviction to Matty; he was done for. "Sure." Matt spoke confidently; meanwhile his head was only filled with the recurring thought of "Oh shit, this is it." Tana opened the bedroom door to find half a warzone, the rest of said warzone was under the 'covert ops' of Matty's room. Various clothes were strewn about the floor, unwashed and un-ironed; the smell of beer and cigarettes permeated the air and left the place smelling like the pub down the road. The curtains were unopened and made the place dark and made it appear damp and dank, the bed sheets were thrown on the bed; unmade and unkempt. Tana stopped in her steps while Matty merely sighed and accepted his fate, Tana turned to face him, this was it. "Well I suppose you are a man after all," She said adjust her glasses; appearing so formal once again, "Just be sure to clean this up a little okay?" And just like that she walked back to the living room area. Matty was even more shocked than when she opened the door. "What the hell? Shouldn't she have brought down the hammer on me?" Matty was confounded by this turn of events; his thoughts and speculations raced around his head "Why...does she even..." In the end Matty could only think one word, "WHAT!?" He was completed dumbstruck and could only stare, glazed over, as Tana sat herself down on the sofa and placed her phone down on the table. "Umm Matty?" She turned to face him "I've changed my mind; could you please make me a tea?" She asked so sweetly Matty couldn't even begin to react. He simply blinked a few times and complied. He re-boiled the kettle and pulled out a china cup for her; he did this without even needing to think about it which was good considering he could hardly even think at this moment in time, it was like his mind just dropped dead. He paid special attention to make sure the tea brewed to perfection – this wasn't because he gave one about Tana's disposition on tea he merely wished to focus on something, anything to make sure that this was reality. He made a cup for himself, not even thinking about whether Tana wanted sugar in hers in fact he didn't even pay a thought to anything. His mind was broken so he simply carried out any actions given to him like a faithful lap-dog. He brought the cups over to Tana who was still sat on the couch; he settled them down on the table. "Thank you" Tana said as she reached for her cup of tea and drank, her glossed lips wrapping around the cup gently but with a little riposte as if she was on a mission or had a goal, whichever it was didn't matter to Matty whose mind was still in shambles from earlier, he had to ask he simply had to. But he couldn't. He simply nodded back to her and began drinking his own tea rather nonchalantly; mulling over just why she wa- "I don't mind too much you know," Tana spoke in a slightly warmer tone, giving Matty the impression that maybe she wasn't 'all-business' "I mean you're a single man, it's only natural you'd be," She tilted her head to the left a little; she wasn't facing him "A little messy." Matty grabbed this opportunity to ask her "I don't understand, I thought you evicted anyone who made a mess – hell you're almost famous for it, so why?" Matty just ended his sentence; he felt like she knew what he meant. "I'm human too you know." Tana replied with a warm smile. A smile that struck Matty hard, he'd never even seem her act happy before but right in front of him was Tana smiling; the sunlight lit her up once more. She looked gorgeous. Her features were soft and calm her lip gloss twinkling in the light of the sun; her piercing green eyes met with his and held a stare for a few seconds before she turned her face away and placed her tea on the coffee table. Sighing, she lay back on the sofa; loosening her jacket and playing with her hair a little in the process, she loosened it so that the top of her cleavage was visible – Matty couldn't help but peer down for a better look of her chest; thankfully Tana was too absorbed in playing with her hair to notice Matty looming over her a little. Matty drew back just in time as her gaze flicked to him; her eyes seemed to be filled with an urge of some kind which Matty just shook off. "Okay Matty. Just because she's nice this one time doesn't mean anything. I doubt she really means what she says; don't get your hopes up." Matty's voice of reasoning perforated every part of his mind, there's no way Tana could be- "Hey Matty," Tana's voice snapped him back, she had moved up without him noticing; her face was right up in his giving him a sensual look as she leaned over; her giant breasts hanging down – her jacket loosened even more gave a full view of her 'valleys' as her boots made a stretching noise as she approached him even further; the same sound as earlier. "You know, I've been thinking about you quite a lot" Her face was an inch away from his, he could smell a sweet apple perfume on her – she pressed herself against him now and he could feel every part of her, she had some weight to her but she was hardly heavy. Before he could realize anything she was on top of him and playing with his hair, running her fingers through it but never breaking her hypnotic gaze her glasses made her look so mature but sexy. Matty opened his mouth to speak but not a word escaped, instead his lips locked around hers and kissed her strongly. Her hands went to the back of his head as Matty's wrapped around her back and pressed her even closer to him; he felt her chest pushing against his and his kissing became more lustful as he felt himself become hard. Her lip gloss felt wet and sticky against his lips as she closed her eyes and sank into a state of euphoric bliss. "I've been waiting so long to do this," She confessed, "Being single makes you-" She drew back an inch, "Well, a woman has her needs" She smiled slyly and returned to kissing him, her lips caressing his as the blood rush to her face; making her blush as she ran her hands around the back of his neck. Matty gave up any speculations or thoughts as they were completely redundant at the current moment in time, the only think he needed in his head was the willingness to make Tana his own. She broke away from him and placed her hands on his chest, a cheeky and somewhat immature grin crossed her face as her hands snaked their way down to his pants. She unbuckled them and drew them, and herself, back. She firmly grabbed the shaft of Matty's boner in her hand; they were soft and smooth most likely due to moisturizer. She played with it a little in her hand, staring down on it like a little girl with a new pet; it was her new plaything but she had to take care of it. She pulled out her headband and let her hair fall down to her shoulders – she removed her glasses and shook her hair, she looked wild and so unlike the stuck-up woman from 10 minutes ago. She bent down so her face was at level with his towering erection and lick the side of it, manoeuvring around the top of his cock and coming to a stop on the end. Without warning she sunk Matty's solid spear deep into her mouth. Matty grimaced with the immediate pleasure this brought, Tana's mouth was so warm and wet; her tongue played with the underside of his penis while the roof of her mouth pressed down on the top as she suckled strongly like she was eating an ice-lolly. She pulled back and forward, each time going a little deeper or paying special attention to one side – she repeatedly deep throated his dick; Matty felt her tonsils squeeze his helmet as his end touched the back of her throat. It seemed she had no gag reflex. Matty couldn't even begin to describe the sensation he was experiencing from the gorgeous; hormonal woman sucking his man-stick so smoothly, he was racked with waves of pleasure which he could only express through the occasional grunts and heavy breathing. Tana seemed very pleased with herself, everything was going well as she forced his pulsing cock deeper into her mouth her lips caressing the sides and her gloss leaving a slimy trail all over it. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and stared him dead in the eye as she licked it top to bottom, Matty clenched as he could feel himself reach his climax. After the third lick, Tana slid it back into her mouth and continued to suckle on it like a baby's bottle – after only two more long sucks Matty came in her mouth. She could feel the warm and slippery cum fill her mouth and slide off her tongue down her throat, she made sure to swallow every last drop; she was brimming in more ecstasy than Matty was. It had been way too long since she last made a man feel this way. She pulled his slightly flaccid penis out of her mouth and went about licking up the remains on his tip, Matty was gasping for air with his head thrown back. "Don't stop on me there," Tana teased, "You think I'm going to let you off that _easy_?" Her tone becoming pleading and sly toward the end. She rose off his body and began to take her clothes off, underneath her jacket her monstrous tits were (barely) contained within a tight black bra. She slipped off her skirt to reveal a matching pair of black panties with frills on the top line; she then took off her bra and panties letting them drop to the floor but leaving her black, leather knee boots on. If she looked beautiful before she looked like an angel now. Matty took this moment to remove his own clothes too until he lay naked on the sofa. Tana brushed her hair back and mounted him. His erection was still strong and Tana was going to get her run whether Matty liked it, or somehow, did not. But judging from what he did just a second ago; she knew he loved every second of her time and every inch of her body. She grasped his still hard erection and plunged it into her wet vagina, causing her to squeal loudly with pleasure which aroused Matty even more. The feeling of her tight vice around his dick and the smooth rubbing of her leather boots against his thighs; it re-hardened his penis which felt like it grew inside her. "Huuh, oh uuh" Tana's breath was taken away from the penetration alone; her soaked privates leaving traces of her fluids on Matty's balls and crotch. She began to rise and fall on his towering shaft but the pleasure overrode her senses and she had to stop after only 2 thrusts, she was crippled by the crazy feelings spreading from her thighs to the rest of her body. Matty took this moment and rolled her over so that he was on top of her, she was taken by surprise but sighed happily as she closed her eyes and let Matty take over her body. She lay back as Matty jarred into her without any regard, his mind was blank before but now it was non-existent, his actions were fuelled by his animal instincts and the will to make Tana cum. His pace was fast; a little too fast for Tana who only screamed as Matty lay into her, her arms thrown back holding her head as her golden curls fell down her shoulders; her breasts bouncing and waving with every thrust from Matty as he sank deep into her body. A dull slapping sound accompanied by a glistening noise was heard every time Matty reached the deepest point in her body and her juices flowed out of her pussy. Tana lost all thought as well as drops of sweat rolled down the curves of her waist as her mouth watered for more, she was in a state of pure mind-melting pleasure. No more was the 'businesswoman'; all she was now was a hot lady who wanted to feel like a woman once again. Matty's pace did not slow down for a second, he grunted as he pressed his pole deeper into Tana's soft and cushiony womb; the sides were squishing every side of his erection. But Matty had already came once; this feeling alone wouldn't make him go again for a while. He could keep going for a long, long time. Tana on the other hand could hardly contain herself and was panting like an animal as Matty plunged deeper into her depths. Matty decided to play with her a little and took his right hand away from her thighs and began to rub her clitoris, his fingers were cold which sent another wave of shock up Tana's spine; she couldn't take any more. "HuuuaaaAAhh!" She screamed as she came. Her vagina forcibly pushed out Matty's penis from inside her, she squirted and her liquids splashed against his crotch and the lower part of his stomach – the rest of it soaked the sofa and left a dark mark. Exhausted, she let out a satisfied sigh and she collapsed on the sofa panting. Suddenly she felt a warm rush over her face as a familiar slippery substance covered her and splashed on her glasses – she was done, and now so was Matty. She laughed a little before Matty began to wipe her face with some tissues he left out on the coffee table. She took off her glasses while Matty cleaned her up and chewed at the end of them, her eyes still full of hungry love but also a look of happiness and satisfaction. When she got cleaned up, she rose off the sofa and began to dress herself. "No after-sex cuddles?" Matty asked, whining a little. Tana span around with a mature smile back on her face, "Not today mister, you have some cleaning to do." She started towards the door, Matty look up from behind the sofa as she opened the door, span around with a minx-y look on her face and said coyly "See you for tomorrow's inspection." End file.

Misc. Anime/Manga, Romance

Fanfiction

Misc. Anime/Manga The Difference With Keisuke **Title:** The Difference With Keisuke **Author:** Jinhito **Summary:** "The two of us are twins. Okay, so which one of us is gay?". **Author's Note: **Written under guise _Little Like Lolita_ for the 2010 OSS Summer Challenge hosted on livejournal.** Other Note:** To locate the series that inspired this story as well as to read the original html author's footnotes for in-text understanding, please visit my deadjournal via the link on my profile and search the calendar for July 9th, 2010. * * * To understand Keisuke is both a physical and mental improbability. His own twin brother, Yusuke, who has spent the last sixteen and a half years of life with him still doesn't fully get him. And sometimes, he quietly admits, he doesn't understand himself either. The past couple months have been somewhat difficult. He's had to deal with his brother _coming out_ and professing his _gay_ love for a fellow _male_ classmate... he's also had to deal with perverted home tutors who do very ambiguously _gay_ things to their students... it's all very confusing really... as though being sixteen isn't already hard enough. But the hardest thing he hasn't yet come to terms with, is how he really feels inside about all of the things that have happened. He can't explain why he gets so defensive around Yusuke and his boyfriend, why he says things that are hurtful and mean and not really what he wants to say but does any way... he especially can't explain why he did such shameful things with his tutor... or why he even let them continue to happen after his horrible reaction during the first incident. It never should have escalated as far as it did, and now it's hard finding reasons why his mother should not re-hire the bastard for this coming semester even though his grades had never looked better. She's really persistent, not a cute quality in a woman he thinks. Nibbling on a piece of toast, he watches his brother uselessly trying to cram more information into his head for an upcoming test before they head out to catch their respective trains to school. This is not what he wants to be thinking about before he has to go out in public. Yusuke is sprawled over their little kitchen table, his hair an unkempt mess from oversleeping and possible laziness. He has the top couple buttons of his gakuran undone and Keisuke wonders vaguely if other boys, _other gay boys_, would look at his twin and consider that cute or hot - or any other form of attractive that he shouldn't be so curious about in the first place. Will Iwata see Yusuke's exposed neck like this? Will he have fantasies throughout the school day where he can lean in and kiss it? Will he imagine sucking and licking all the way up along his brother's bobbing adam's apple when he moans disgustingly because it feels so good? "Keisuke." He's not paying attention. "Hey! Keisuke!" Yusuke is waving a frantic hand in front of his face. The toast is now soggy and tasteless in his mouth. "If you don't hurry up I'm gonna have to leave without you! We're gonna be late!" "Yeah, yeah," Keisuke mutters, watching his brother hastily shoving any notes and assignments from the table into his school satchel. He doesn't bother to help him. As Yusuke rushes to the door to exchange indoor slippers for school shoes, Keisuke finds himself bringing their breakfast plates to the sink. He has to deposit the rest of his uneaten toast in the trash before he grabs his formal jacket from the back of the chair and then follows Yusuke out the front door. * * * They part ways at the station. They've done this many times before so it doesn't feel weird when someone stares at them; two people with the same face but different uniforms going separate ways in a sea of flesh and clothes. The weird thing now though is watching his brother rush to catch up to another boy in a uniform eerily similar to his. It's Iwata, has to be, Yusuke looks too damn happy for it not to be. The thought of them together makes Keisuke sick to his stomach and he almost misses the last morning train headed to Toda. He may not be the best student, which is in all actuality why he and Yusuke have to attend different high schools, but damn it he can at least make it to class on time. People push and shove him as the doors slide shut. The automated female voice politely asks guests to mind their belongs and to please hold on tight, the train will shortly be in motion. He grabs a handle hanging from the ceiling as they begin to slowly pull out of the station. Keisuke has managed a pretty decent view from a nearby window, but the experience is wasted on someone like him. He's met Iwata up close before, doesn't seem like that bad of a guy except for the fact that he's a homo in disguise. Just looking at him you never would have guessed it... Yusuke either, even though he has to admit his brother has always been a little on the shrimpy side... but he doesn't want to focus on stuff like that because it would mean he came up short somewhere too. That's the problem when you share your face with another person, you're constantly comparing yourselves to one another even if you don't mean to. Maybe that's the problem... if he didn't have his school bag in his left hand he would have the insane urge to rub his eyes raw. He's over thinking this, so much so that it's beginning to interfere with his daily life to the point where he's become extremely self-conscious about himself and the impressions strangers can get just by looking at him - he never used to give a crap about what anyone else thought! But what if they can tell that Yusuke's gay... what if it's just not obvious to him because he holds some kind of potential bias? Would they think him gay too simply by physical association? That's disgusting and gross and some level of wrong he can't even imagine people thinking about that this early in the morning. But he's thinking about it. He's thinking about it a lot. That notion disturbs him nearly as much a the time he heard Yusuke and Iwata through the wall doing perverted things. His mouth is suddenly dry and his heart is beating so loudly he's almost afraid the people standing around him can hear it too. But that's impossible, the logical part of him knows this... he has to be sick, this has to be some kind of sickness. Before the train even begins announcing their timely arrival at the Toda-Koen station, Keisuke has already decided that his first hour class time will be spent in the nurse's office making sure he doesn't have some kind of delirium-inducing fever. * * * He spends more than just one hour _feigning illness_ in the nurse's office. He almost feels guilty but since he doesn't do it very often Keisuke can kinda sorta let today slide. There are worse kids out there than him, kids who spend entire weeks in the infirmary with some stupid fake ailment they made up on the commute to school. He stepped off the train a couple minutes ago and briefly contemplated waiting for Yusuke, but decided against it with his better judgment because he didn't want to see him and Iwata being all lovey-dovey in public. Truthfully he knows his brother would never openly flaunt his homosexuality, Japan is getting more modern day by day but traditional views are traditional views. Same sex partnerships are not the most publicly tolerated things. Even knowing this and that he still pretends that that's exactly how they'd be if he saw the two of them step off the train together... hand in hand... eyes all bright and steps upbeat. He openly baulks at the very idea of it. Walking home solo has never been an easier choice to make. It's just a shame when his plan backfires and there are two sets of student shoes at the stoop of the front door. His house slippers are also missing... the thought unsettles him more than it upsets him. He begins removing his shoes and calls out the standard greeting, "I'm home." Two voices answer him back from somewhere in the living room, "welcome home!" Keisuke grimaces before begrudgingly grabbing his school bag and trudging deeper into the house. Over the back of the sofa he can see the top of Yusuke's head scooting away from the darker haired person who is Iwata. He's being polite for my sake Keisuke thinks, only slightly grateful for small miracles. "Mom not home?" he asks walking behind the sofa and making an effort not to pay a lot of attention to the two boys who are still too suspiciously close in his opinion. Yusuke pops up on the other side of the couch and shakes his head. "No she left a note on the kitchen table. Said she wasn't gonna be back until later tonight... we uhm... we have to fend for ourselves if we want dinner." Keisuke nods in acknowledgment but doesn't say anything else. He beelines directly for his room and shuts the door quietly. Yusuke finds himself gnawing on his lower lip when Iwata's warm hand makes contact with his lower back. "Don't worry about him so much," the other tries to be comforting, "you know how he is after all... probably didn't expect to see me here." Yusuke makes an agreeable noise at the back of his throat but he can't help but be worried about his sibling. It's like telling rain not to be wet; it's stupidly impossible. But he lets Iwata rub slow circles onto his skin anyway before they finally get up to start cooking. * * * Thirty minutes and two hesitant knocks later, Keisuke finds himself at the kitchen table with Yusuke and Iwata sitting opposite him with matching plates of pasta and silverware. He has his own in front of him too. It's a very simple dish and his starving stomach isn't about to start discriminating... but his mind is having second thoughts. "Who made this?" he asks, it comes out sounding more offended rather than grateful. "Not that it matters," Iwata says in between bites, "but both of us did." Yusuke giggles - **HE GIGGLES** - "well Iwata-kun, you technically prepared most of it, I just got you the ingredients and did whatever you told me to..." Keisuke's face scrunches up unpleasantly and the other two boys stop eating momentarily expecting him to make some kind of horrible comment that homos cooking gourmet-like food can lead to the gay virus spreading via ingestion. "I don't really like pasta," he says instead. Only Yusuke knows he's a liar. But now he's exempt from having to enjoy the meal in front of the audience who so thoughtfully prepared it for him. They could have just as easily gone out and gotten food on their own without so much as a word to him. He knows that but he still can't help acting like an asshole any way. To try and take the edge off a little, he formally appreciates the food before finally digging in. "Itedakemas." He only feels guilty when his tongue quickly informs him that the taste is actually quite delicious. Now he really is a jerk. * * * After they finish eating, Keisuke purposely taking the longest so he could avoid any more awkward bits of conversation, he returns just a little more humbled to the confines of his room. If their mother isn't going to be home until later... he double checks the clock on the wall. It's already five forty and some simple math tells him that Iwata will probably be in his presence for at least another two hours. The thought is irritating to say the least because he really didn't plan on doing any homework tonight. Keisuke knows he'd much rather zone out in front of the tv flipping through public television and lame game shows where contestants physically abuse themselves for the chance at fabulous prices he's never seen anybody win, but _they're_ in the living room. He can hear them laughing about something over the sound of commercials. Probably aren't even watching the damn thing... Any normal person might have just accepted this whole situation for what it was with a bit more grace; said thank you for the meal instead of skulking off without so much as a word, at least have tried to put some of this gay nonsense behind them and attempt to respect their family member and their lifestyle choices, maybe even suck it up and just go out there to watch television together because sitting around sulking about it isn't getting Keisuke anywhere. It just makes him feel worse. He dumps himself down onto his computer chair, the cheap metal and fabric whining as he teeters it too far back for its own good. Why can't he at least try to be a nice sensible person? It wasn't like he was actually _trying_ to be mean about anything, he loves his brother as much as he loves himself... and that's an awful lot coming from someone not so emotional as Keisuke. This whole gay scene is just weird. He constantly feels like he _has_ to act this way or it might just keep getting weirder... this feeling... He rests his hands on his stomach, anything to soothe the discomfort this evenings unpleasantries have stirred up in his gut. If and when Iwata goes home for the night and it's not too late, he silently promises to go to Yusuke's room and try to talk with him about some of the things he's been suffering through lately. How this horribly mean person that comes out whenever any homosexual overtones are mentioned isn't really him, how he can't help his defensive attitude that just comes out of nowhere even though he doesn't mean any of the hurtful things he says, but most importantly that he still loves Yusuke no matter what he is or even if it doesn't always show. Maybe his brother might even be able to wrangle an apology out of him. Keisuke will be damned if he ever says sorry to anyone not directly blood-related so if anybody has a chance at sincerity of any sort, it's only his immediate family members. In the meantime, he fires up his laptop and pulls his class notes out from his school bag. May as well attempt to use the rest of the evening wisely and study since he really doesn't want to see that tutor's face again... if ever. * * * Sometime after seven thirty, maybe a little closer to eight, Keisuke is awoken by a hand cautiously shaking his shoulder. His books are lying open and a few of pages have tell-tale wrinkles probably caused by the weight of his face. He must have dozed off partway between history and English. Keisuke adjusts himself to sit back properly in his seat and rubs none to gently at his groggy eyes. He doesn't seem all that worried, but he knows it's Yusuke instinctively and therefore no real cause for concern. Unless of course his twin came in here specifically to ream him out... which could very well be the case since he was such an asshole earlier. Really, it's not like he shouldn't have it coming. But Yusuke isn't that sort of individual, he'd rather take it and suck it up and never tell another living person just how much anything ever bothers him. It's called being considerate to a fault. Keisuke knows how easy it is to hurt his sibling; he should be feeling worse than terrible about this whole situation. "Uh uhm... Keisuke," Yusuke trails off. He's biting his lips and averting his eyes. It looks like he wants to talk about things but doesn't want to be so abrasive as to have this heart to heart backfire in his face. Keisuke watches him struggle for a moment before finally biting the bullet and caving in. "I'm sorry." "Wha- wait what?" Yusuke steps back from the desk and nearly trips on a pile of dirty clothes that never made into the hamper. "Look, I know you didn't come here to yell at me... but it doesn't mean you shouldn't." "I don't understand," Yusuke says, watching Keisuke direct him to have a seat on the bed. "I didn't come here to yell you at all." He sits down with his hands knitted apprehensively in his lap. "I know that," Keisuke tries to rephrase it a he changes position on the computer chair, legs now straddled opposite the fabric and metal backing. "I just wanted to apologize anyway... I've been a bit... well I was a real jerk earlier and I didn't mean to be." His body language is really lax and unguarded; maybe he's more tired than he initially thought since he's being so honest about everything now. "I just- well we had that talk a while back..." Yusuke nods slowly. "You remember, the day I was sick and Iwata came over and you two-" Yusuke's face instantly flushes with shame. Keisuke doesn't finish the remark. "Anyway, I said I understood... but really, I didn't." Yusuke's face flashes hurt for a second, "I promise you now though I'm going to try." The look fades just as quickly. Keisuke crosses his arms over the high back of the chair and lowers his head to rest on them. He's tired, not just physically but mentally and on top of all that he just plain feels bad. This is getting to be too much... he needs to stop. Yusuke undoes his hands and places them on either side of his body as he leans back onto the bed. He sighs quietly not wanting to draw attention. "You don't have to force yourself... I don't... I don't want to guilt you into feeling bad about anything. The decision I made about being..." he grits the word _**gay**_ out, "well it has nothing to do with making anyone upset or uncomfortable. I just wante-" "I know all that already!" Keisuke says louder than he intends to. Yusuke jumps a little and begins to shuffle his feet nervously on top of one another. This has now gone from awkward to unbearable. "I mean, I know you're not that kind of a person. You would never do anything to intentionally upset anyone. I just, I 'unno I just feel like some kind of a jackass all the time though 'cuz I know what I say really bothers you sometimes. I don't mean to say that kinda stuff, it just... well I don't know it just comes out!" Yusuke sits up straight and watches his brother ineptly fumble with that admission absently. He doesn't know how to make this any easier for the two of them, so he opts to wait it out. "I want to be a good brother to you, I want to show you I love and support you no matter what, but I... I have a really hard time wrapping my mind around things you know? Like it doesn't compute or some crap!" He waves his hands around in a frustrated manner before Yusuke gets up and embraces him with the chair wedged in between. Keisuke drops his arms onto the backing and lets his brother hold him. "I'm sorry I can't be a better brother for you," he mumbles into the fabric of Yusuke's shirt. He feels his brother shake his head just as soon as the words leave his lips. "No," Yusuke corrects, "you're a great brother. You're still trying for me and that makes all the difference." Keisuke hugs him back. * * * It's Friday and the weekend is fast approaching. Just eight hours of school left to get through and then they'll be free to do whatever they please. Tonight their mother will be taking the Shinkansen to visit their Father in Osaka. He's been gone for nearly half a month now working on some company business and both boys can tell the distance is wearing on her so they managed to convince her to plan a trip. This is something she never have the luxury of doing when they were small children. Now however they're older teenagers and can manage on their own for at least two nights, or so she is trusting them to do so. At the table she is setting out breakfast and packing up the last of the three pre-cooked meals she spent all night making. "Now I called the hotel and made sure the arrangements are until noon on Sunday. I'll try to be back before five 'o clock but since I have a ticket for the non-express train it may be delayed. Just in case, I made three dinners! The directions for each are on notes- Keisuke are you paying attention?" "Yuh-huh," her son looks up from picking at his fried egg on toast. He hasn't even touched the two pieces of cooked ham on his plate. "Well stop playing with your food then and eat! I'm not going to be here for the next few days to make sure you're taking proper care of yourself!" "M_aaaaaaa_om I'm sixteen already, jeez..." he gripes but puts down the fork and crams the toast and everything else obediently into his mouth. Yusuke tries not to laugh while sucking out the contents of his soft-boiled egg. Their mother always spoils them like this when she knows she's going to be away. It's really kinda cute actually, Yusuke thinks, because Keisuke is such a mamma's boy but he'll never admit it. Their mother gives them the last of the details about her trip and makes sure they can recite to her, each individually, the emergency number to the hotel room if anything unexpected should occur. She's nearly obsessive compulsive about this but two and a half days is the longest she's ever spent away from them, school trips not included. Granted this time they have each other but a mother's worry is a mother's worry... trying to express that to her two boys is for the most part futile because they will never understand her maternal anxieties. "I'm only going to say this one more time. Please, please promise me you'll take care of each other." Her eyes are needy and seeking reassurance, she has her hands clasped tightly underneath her chin as she waits for both boys to assuage her deepest fears. Yusuke laughs and picks up the plates he and Keisuke have just finished eating off of. "Mom, really, you act like you're going to be gone for weeks and not just a couple days..." he tells her as he sets them in the sink. "Well days are like years to your poor mother! You want me to worry myself into sickness? How am I supposed to enjoy this trip if I can't relax for a single second worrying about what's happening to the two of you?" Keisuke adds his silverware to the growing collection of dishes they'll probably have to clean up after dinner tonight. "Ma," he tells her with a self-assured smile on his face, "we'll be okay, honest. But right now we have to go or else we're gonna miss our trains." She nods in understanding but is still a little hesitant to let them pass by her without a second set of hugs before they finally manage to set foot outside the door. "I believe you," she calls after them and watches as they walk in the direction of the train station and eventually out of her sight. As soon as they make it out of earshot Yusuke leans in to ask the thing he's been so nervous about asking since their mother made her travel plans official. "Hey uh Keisuke-chan?" Something about the added suffix tips Keisuke off that this isn't just some mediocre request; Yusuke's pulling out the big guns. "Yeah?" He tries to appear unconcerned but a handful of possibly related thoughts have also been weighing on his mind too since their mom told them about her upcoming weekend venture. This probably has to do with Iwata. "Well uh..." he begins with that irritating vocal fidgeting that irks Keisuke to no end, he just wishes he would spit it out already and be done with it, "uhm since uh Mom's not gonna be here and all... I was wondering if uhm would you be okay if I uh h-had uhhh Iwata-kun-" Keisuke interrupts him and forgoes any more jellyfishing. "Yeah, whatever, I don't care." Yusuke's face suddenly lights up like it's Christmas and he's so excited he can't contain it. He grabs Keisuke in an awkward sideways hug and thanks him endlessly until they make it to the train station. He mentions that it's always hard to spend time with Iwata without either of their parents suspecting anything strange, but he's so happy that Keisuke can do this one thing for him, he doesn't even know how he's going to return the favor. Keisuke rolls his eyes like it's some nonchalant thing he was supposed to do in the first place. But even though he said the words so smoothly as if without thought, when he sees his brother finally catch up to Iwata on the opposite end of the station's platform and two faces smile back at him already beaming at the prospects of tonight, he feels his stomach begin to unsettle violently with sick anticipation. * * * School ended too fast. He's already on the train from Toda heading back to Saitama and this is ridiculous, where the hell did the day go? Keisuke drops his schoolbag by his feet and rubs at his eyes with the other hand not hanging onto the stand rail. He doesn't want to go home now. This staying overnight thing could potentially get dangerous. If they're there, alone, without supervision, what's to say just him being there isn't enough of a deterrent for them to NOT do perverted things? Keisuke's stomach is starting with that same old disturbing somersault gymnastics routine and he can't tell if it's stress caused by the possibility of it happening or that it's already happened once before. Never mind the fact that he had previously told Yusuke he wouldn't be present that day when his brother brought Iwata home for the first time. He hadn't meant to be sick. It was an honest mistake, on his behalf at least... he most certainly wasn't the one having... having... se- s-se_ee_-_xxx_x _**gah**_ the word is so filthy to him even in **his MIND**! He's sure any onlooker must think he's ill by the looks of the horrible flush burning up all of his exposed skin. He tries to take deep even breaths, anything to just calm the hell down! When did it get this bad, where just thinking was powerful enough to make him feel this horrible? He grips the metal railing tighter as they pull into the station. When he walks off the train, pushing and shoving amongst hundreds of other people who're interested in returning to their homes, he only makes it a safe distance from the boarding platform before stopping. Keisuke took his tan jacket off somewhere after they passed Kita-Urawa but his uniform has always made him look a little older so he's not really worried about somebody approaching him asking if he's lost or needs help. He just looks like any other person on the verge of deciding where they will spend the rest of their weekend in Saitama. That is until he hears a voice too eerily similar to his own call out and he knows it's Yusuke and why is it when he doesn't want to do something someone makes him do it anyway? He sighs heavily and resigns himself to his fate. Yusuke is already running towards him, Iwata lagging not far behind. "Aw, Keisuke you didn't have to wait!" he laughs and claps a hand on his shoulder, "I didn't think you were gonna take mom's words seriously or anything haha we've been doing this for the past year now and I think we'll be okay, but thank you for waiting for me and Iwata-kun." Keisuke grimaces slightly but nods regardless, "well you know how mom gets about stuff like that, I just figured..." he trails off. He's trying not to stare at Iwata. He's trying _really _hard. Even though he's made a handful of comments here and there that Iwata looks stupid, foolish, uncool and a couple of other unsavory things, he knows deep down inside that it's all a lie. Iwata is actually kind of handsome. He imagines that this is what any normal person would say is really quite attractive. But thinking about other guys looking good? He feels himself blushing and tries to cover it up saying the humidity today is making him too warm. Yusuke is nothing but happy and all of it synonyms. He links arms with Keisuke, but this act does not look unusual because they share the same face, and tugs him along until they make it out of the station. Iwata hasn't really said much of anything but he doesn't appear to be upset. If he's really put-off by Keisuke, he sure doesn't show it. They walk back towards their home, Yusuke filling in all the awkward parts with bits of necessary conversation. Every pause either Keisuke or Iwata answer him with curt expletives and it's enough to satisfy Yusuke until they make it into the house. After closing the door, Keisuke is already seeing a problem. There are only two pairs of house slippers by the genkan. Their mother must have packed hers away before she left. This however does not deter Yusuke. "I think we'll be okay without having to wear slippers in the house. My feet aren't really dirty, are yours?" He looks over at the other boys. His twin shrugs and begins untying the laces of his school shoes before pushing them off to the side. They walk past him having already taken off their sneakers. "You're pretty daring," he hears Iwata joke with Yusuke over his shoulder, "if your mom knew she'd probably scold you." "Nah," Yusuke snickers uncharacteristically, "a lot of the time Keisuke doesn't even wear his slippers in the house and she barely notices." They both laugh. "I wish my mother was like that." Keisuke hunches his shoulders together in a protective manner, it's weird hearing people talk about you while you're still present. He gathers up all of his things with the intent to head straight to his room when Yusuke's hand reaches out to snag his elbow. "You wanna order a pizza tonight? More food for all of us?" Iwata has already made his way into their living room and is turning on the tv... like he _belongs_ there. Keisuke's brother stares at him looking almost half-expectant, he did act like he was totally cool with this earlier this morning did he not? "Sure I guess." "All right!" For a second Keisuke half expects him to kick up his heels or some other retarded nonsense. "I'm gonna go get the phonebook!" He watches Yusuke start off in the direction of the living room, but sees him stop halfway. His twin turns around and comes back looking like he has something he wants to confess. "Thank you for being so nice to me today. I forgot to tell you last time, when there weren't enough slippers for all of us, I gave Iwata mine and wore your's... I know it's kinda dumb telling you that now, but maybe you were mad about it before..." Hearing Yusuke say it like that, Keisuke realizes just how petty his personality truly is. He was upset about it. He would have been upset about it if it had happened again... even though Yusuke was right when he told Iwata that he barely wears the stupid things indoors like a proper Japanese young man anyway. "It's not a big deal," he lies and steps into the entryway. "I wasn't really upset so don't worry about it." Yusuke says he believes him but his face remains skeptical. He knows at least this much about his brother. "Well I'm gonna go order the pizza then, do you want tomato sauce or mayo sauce?" "I don't really care," Keisuke answers, truthfully he doesn't plan on eating that much anyhow so his input isn't really vital. "Okay..." Yusuke backs up a little, "but promise me you're not going to hide out in your room all evening?" Keisuke shoots him this complicated look that says he does whatever he wants and no amount of badgering is going to change that. "Keisuke-chan..." his one weakness, "I didn't want to force you into agreeing to this but when you keep avoiding it-" he means his relationship with Iwata, "it makes me think you don't approve and well... what we talked about, I... I'm-" "I'm just going to change all right?" It's an excuse to get away. He doesn't want to be the reason Yusuke cries. "I don't wanna sit around in this smelly old uniform any more than I have to on a weekly basis, so stop worrying about me and just go order the pizza or... something." Yusuke sniffs loudly and confirms Keisuke's suspicion that that's exactly where their conversation had been headed. "Will you be out later?" "Yeah," Keisuke gives in and starts walking to his room without looking back. * * * He does keep his promise. Sort of. Maybe he's twenty minutes late... who cares. He comes out just as the food arrives and sits in the living room in front of the tv on the floor just like how their mom always tells him not to when she's there. But she isn't there so he does it anyway. Iwata and Yusuke are sitting on the couch, touching one another but only in a way that clearly says there really isn't enough room to lounge comfortably with a second body hogging up the other half of the sofa. It looks a lot like how Keisuke shares the same piece of furniture with his brother on Sunday mornings when they're too lazy to get showered or dressed or do much of anything for that matter really. But they both behave. Keisuke tries to too. He's changed into some sweats and a hoodie, typical Keisuke attire and picks at his food from a napkin on the coffee table. They end up watching some stupid American movie about an old virgin who's having a hard time getting into relationships and consequently _not having sex _because he's a bit of a nerd. The movie would probably be funnier if it's main message isn't a low-blow kind of reminder that Keisuke's brother has already beaten him to one major first in life. Not that he's jealous or anything but masculine pride is still a form of pride. That topic is to remain off limits. After it's over, they clean up the living room and put away any leftovers in the fridge. The perk of ordering out is that there aren't any more dishes that need to be added to the small pile already forming in the sink. Both brothers agree that whatever is in there from today can be taken care of at a later time tomorrow. When everything is completely finished, Keisuke retires back to his room saying he has things he wants to do on the internet; talk to friends, check email, anything as an excuse to not have to play mario kart or some other multi-player video game with his brother and his brother's _boyfriend_. It isn't so bad and Keisuke thinks that with time maybe he can become the nice accepting sort of person Yusuke keeps telling Iwata that he knows his brother is capable of being. But working to get to that level is kind of difficult and he isn't really sure if he's actually agreed to stop being so reluctant just yet. This is all very foreign to him and most things that cause discomfort or unease of any sort are typically avoided. Still... he is trying, even if it's only a little. He hopes it shows. By the time it's eleven o' clock he decides to call it a night, feeling overtired from not sleeping the night before when he was still dreading this whole encounter. He can rest at ease now for the most part. Yusuke has been nothing if not discreet all evening. He doesn't really expect him to try anything later tonight knowing full well that his every action can be heard through the not so thick walls of their home. Keisuke sheds his hooded sweatshirt and slips out of his sweatpants to reveal a pair of plaid boxers. He leaves both articles of discarded clothing on the floor and meanders over to the hamper in his closet to pull out a worn t-shirt to sleep in. As he works his arms into both sleeves he thinks vaguely about things as they might play out tomorrow morning. He hopes Iwata has the decency to wear proper clothes at the kitchen table and that neither he nor his brother are caught wandering around in any state of undress at any point in time during the night or tomorrow. Yawning he goes back to his computer and closes the lid on his laptop. As he crawls into bed he strains his ears over the quiet hum of the computer fan working to cool down the laptop on his desk. He doesn't really hear them anymore; they've either gone to bed too or are being quiet for his sake in the living room. Keisuke pulls the covers up under his chin and shuts his eyes. He's asleep within minutes. And he would have stayed that way too if not more than an hour or so later, he hadn't heard the loud shuffling of two people trying to squeeze into a twin sized bed on the other side of his wall. Keisuke's eyes shoot open in the dark, his mind is wide awake but his body is still too paralyzed to do anything about it. It were as though the usual lightening quick signals from his brain to his limbs were firing but no one was awake enough to interpret the meanings of said messages. His other senses like hearing however remain perfectly intact. "Can you move over more please?" It's a bit muffled but he can still make most of it out. It really was asking for too much when Keisuke prayed that Iwata would end up sleeping on the couch or the floor like some normal overnight guest. Sharing a bed? He feels his ears burn, literally. "Yeah, sorry," Iwata mumbles and some other indistinct noises. More shuffling followed by a loud thump against the wall and a low curse. Serves 'em right Keisuke smirks with a sick sense of satisfaction. Then it's quiet all over again. He readjusts his arms to lay outside his comforter and closes his eyes hoping he'll fall back asleep quickly. No such luck. So he lays there instead. Ears attune to even the slightest movement on the other side of the wall. Some whispers here and there, Yusuke laughs once or twice but each instance is very short lived. This night can't get any worse, Keisuke is tried, cranky, _disturbed_ actually if all he can do is agonize internally over all the things he doesn't want to catch himself thinking about. He's sick in the head. Has to be. What kind of a person listens on intently to make sure their own brother isn't having sex in the room next door to their own? The word voyeur briefly crosses his mind but just as quickly leaves when the shuffling sounds start up again. "I-Iwata-kun," he hears Yusuke keen, it's a really strange sound, something between a plea and a whine, "we... we can't..." Some more noises. Keisuke doesn't even remember sitting up in bed to press his ear against the wall, but he had to have at some point and it proves for better clarity. They're not moving now. "Yusuke," Iwata doesn't use a suffix. Keisuke briefly catches himself biting his lip. This is crazy. Then he hears his brother moan. It isn't very loud, but with his whole body stuck to the wall like glue it's the only thing he can focus on in the relative silence of his own room. He feels his gut tighten, that same achey type of feeling he knows he's experienced before with his tutor when the other had tried to do all those nasty perverted things to him. _Exactly_ the way he'd felt when he let that guy pull his pants down, underwear and all, after losing their little bet... his heart has moved up to claim new residence in his throat and suddenly he finds that he has a hard time swallowing. Thank God his mouth had already run dry by that point or he might have started choking on his own spit. Whatever it is that Iwata is doing, Yusuke must really like it. More loud moaning now, not as contained as before and some more rustling noises from the sheets. What was going on over there? Keisuke's stomach begins to drag that godawful feeling down in between his legs where it starts to pool and grow. And grow. And **grow**. He's absolutely mortified. What's happening to him? What's happening to his body? Traitor. Dirty rotten bastard _traitor_! He jumps back from the wall as if burned, it even feels like it right down to the marrow of his bones. All the nerves in his body are screaming to be heard all at once, a complete information overload, too much to process and what the fuck is _**wrong**_ with him? He buries his head under the pillow and wants nothing more than to scream. How could he? How could Yusuke do this to him? God damn Iwata, god damn queers! He isn't gay. His twin brother may be but that doesn't have anything to do with him! Keisuke stuffs more of the pillow down into his ears, anything to block out that horrible sound next door, and tries not to cry. He is **not** gay. * * * Iwata doesn't stay over the next night. If Keisuke can pretend it never happened, then this Saturday evening will feel like any other in his previous life. But it _did_ happen and neither he nor his brother can return to their old lives unscathed by the experience. Keisuke does the adult thing and doesn't try to bring it up. Yusuke is either too embarrassed by it to admit to it or he honestly believes his brother couldn't hear him and Iwata through the wall the night before. Either way everything is anything but normal in Keisuke's mind. The next evening when their mother returns all invigorated and refreshed from the brief visit with their father, Keisuke is in for yet more bad news. "So I did a lot of talking with your Dad," she looks pointedly in Keisuke's direction over the kitchen table. She's ordered out Chinese for dinner since she felt lagged enough by her journey to even remotely be in the mood to prepare a proper Japanese meal for dinner. "Eh?" Keisuke messily utters, food still in the beginning stages of mastication in his mouth. His mother makes a very disapproving look and Yusuke pretends to suck the sauce off his chopsticks while watching the whole scene with much interest. "We've decided to invest in that tutor again." Keisuke proceeds to choke on his food. "W-_what_?" "You grades had never looked better than at that time," his mother explains in a very logically detached manner, "we both agreed that it was a wise investment and as long as we continue to see improvement your father and I see no reason to stop." "You can't be serious..." Keisuke quickly deflates in his seat, chopsticks having dropped from his lax hand at the mere mention of the word tutor. His appetite has completely waned. "Keisuke," his mother politely eats a small cutlet of chicken, pausing to chew and swallow, "your father and I only want what's best for you. Yusuke doesn't struggle as much as you do in school and we only want to give you both a leg up in the future of a competitive job market. You need to have a good education in high school to get into a good college, and a good college degree ensures you have a good chance of getting an even better job." Keisuke sinks further into his seat faster than any quicksand ever portrayed on tv. "You understand that this is all for your own good, right?" His mother picks up her rice bowl and begins to eat a small amount before returning her gaze back to her now silent son. "Right Keisuke?" He doesn't move. He can't think. If his brain weren't doing it automatically for him Keisuke was pretty sure he might not have even been breathing. This is bad. This is so bad. The last thing he wants is that notorious guy molester back in his life all under the perfect guise of **for his own good**. Nothing lately has been for his own good. Everything is just really frustrating, really confusing, and quite frankly really fucked up. Keisuke respectfully thanks his mother for the meal and slithers hastily right back into his room. It's becoming more like a hideout as of late, a fort with a lock that keeps everything he doesn't feel he can deal with out... if only for a short while. School starts again tomorrow; it's going to be Monday. Exams will begin in another couple weeks; midterms are the halfway point of an academic school year. His own personal hell will probably start arriving on their doorstep by the end of this week. _**That guy**_... Keisuke crawls into his bed and wishes with all his might than he'll disappear before it even begins. * * * "Oh Sensei! I'm so glad you could make it on such short notice!" Keisuke grinds his face into the desk harder. It's Saturday night and his mother is downstairs greeting that awful teacher impostor at the front door, offering to take his coat, bring him a refreshment and auurgghhh this is just so irritating waiting for the inevitable to happen. A light rap of knuckles on his bedroom door confirms that this is not a dream and is actually happening to him. Damn it damn it damn it- "Keisuke-kun, I'm coming in." He grits his teeth. Damn it _damn it __**damn it**_! The door creaks open and not long after his old tutor's familiar presence looms to the left of him. All of it seems too intimate for his tastes. He refuses to dislodge his head from its current position sandwiched between his folded arms. "Oh," Takashi-sensei only sounds vaguely surprised, that monotone humorless voice of his makes everything he says seem sarcastically aloof; Keisuke hates that quality about him too even if it is cool on other people. "I see you left the stool out for me." It's like he's trying to imply that Keisuke has secretly been looking forward to this reunion. Best not to let those hopes soar. "My mother made me get it for you. She thinks you're useful even though I know better." Takashi-sensei coughs into his hand, not so much a means to save face but really, probably, to stop himself from laughing. This is serious tutoring after all, need to pretend for the first ten minutes at least that it actually is before attempting to do some other _not so serious _things. He seats himself next to Keisuke. "Not that I'm asking for you to give me proper respect or anything, but I did manage to up your grade percentile the last time we met. These sessions can't be all that... useless." Keisuke finally lifts his head up to meet his tutor's gaze. He looks very much the same since they last met; same dark short choppy hair, same thick framed grandpa glasses, same nerdy wanna be cool fashion sense... he feels the tips of his ears begin to heat up. This is revulsion, nothing more. Leaning over the opposite side of the desk, away from Takashi-sensei, Keisuke rummages through his school bag. He's going to be in control of all the things that happened tonight. Yusuke gave him a quick pep talk earlier that morning knowing that this man disturbed his twin in a way that no one should have even been able to. He told Keisuke that if after he had clearly expressed his views that this was going to strictly be a student-teacher relationship and those wishes were not respected, that a threat to end this man's employment ought to do the trick. Even if Keisuke has only gone so far as to tell his brother about the uncomfortable staring or unusual clothes request - just the first one mind you, his brother doesn't need to know he borrowed his gakuran without permission to fulfill that second request! And why had he even done that in the first place? - his brother had said that if all those things alone were enough to unnerve Keisuke then it was enough of a reason to fire the man. And Keisuke agrees. Takashi-sensei watches as he pulls out two texts and one workbook. Opening them to the pages he intends to complete today, he waits for Takashi-sensei to give the go ahead for them to officially begin this session. "Where're your books?" Keisuke asks in an off-hand manner, typically his tutor always carries something else to work on with him so he can fill his downtime when he's not needed to help. Honestly Keisuke could care less if the man's bored during his tutoring time, but if that guy has nothing to do while he's waiting For Keisuke to finish his homework then that just means there's going to be an awful lot of unnerving staring going on in the meantime. "I have a paper I'm currently working on... I thought it would be rude to bring my laptop and type while you were trying to study or get your own work done." That sounds remotely thoughtful, but Keisuke refuses to believe this man has ever done/not done anything for his sake. "Suit yourself," Keisuke shrugs and starts in on mathematics. Not more than two minutes in and an unwanted hand invades his personal space to brush aside and tuck his hair behind his ear. He immediately stiffens at the contact but doesn't say anything. "Still not really resisting I see," he hears the other man remark. He sounds almost pleased at that. Keisuke pushes himself away from the desk and spins his chair around to directly face his tutor. "My mother didn't hire you to molest me," he says rather flatly. Takashi-sensei raises his eyebrows slightly behind thick-framed glasses; it gives him a laughable owlish appearance, but this is no laughing matter. "I suppose that's true," his tutor recounts after a time, "things of that nature aren't typically included in the job description." Keisuke balls his fists up and does his best to look as menacing as possible. The other watches the whole thing with mild amusement. "If this is what you want..." he trails off and nods for Keisuke to return to his studies. The rest of their session continues on uneventfully, Takashi-sensei only leaning over to make suggested corrections here and there on some of the pages Keisuke's already completed. He doesn't move to touch Keisuke again nor say anything that isn't directly related to their subject of current study. It becomes all very impersonal rather quickly and when Takashi-sensei goes back to the kitchen to collect his pay and his coat the whole interaction strikes Keisuke as considerably cold. His mother is absolutely oblivious to the whole situation however and either way it's that fact, her not knowing, that bothers him the most. * * * In the weeks that follow, every tutoring session proceeds very much like the end of the first one. Sometimes Takashi-sensei asks him questions, but nothing about himself that's truly personal. They're the kinds of things you can ask any stranger and get away with without seeming like you're prying into their affairs. His tutor has even taken to giving him numerous worksheets and standard practice exercises that are expected to be complete before each new session begins. This new teacher-y attitude is oddly unbecoming. If Keisuke could call it _creepier_ he would have, but this was after all the way he wanted things... right? "Did you complete the drilling exercises I gave you last week?" Takashi-sensei seats himself down on the stool and pulls out a red pen from his shirt pocket. He's dressed rather sharply today for no reason in particular and Keisuke keeps sneaking glances at the others attire; the crisp pressed lines in his dress shirt, the rich black coloring of his dress pants, the way the tie around his neck could have been a noose instead because it looks like it's all done-up too tight. Keisuke hands over his paperwork and watches idly while the other man methodically checks them one by one. He stops when he notices that Keisuke is staring at him with intent. "Don't you think you should be using this time to study on your own Keisuke-kun?" The remark is almost biting but two could play at having an attitude. "I don't really feel like it today," he says pushing himself an arms length away from the desk while still seated in his computer chair. "Besides, it's not like I have any tests coming up till finals." "That is beside the point," the words are meant to be a reprimand, a teacherly one at that. "You should be using all the time allotted to you wisely to prepare. High school doesn't last forever and if you intend to do as well as your parents hope for, it would be best to study as often as you can." "Phfft..." Keisuke makes a face and spins around obstinately in the chair, like he cares about any of that. If it hadn't been for his guilt about possibly being a bad son, he never would have let his mother force him into this in the first place. So many other things could have been avoided if that had been the case. He decides to keep going. "Why're you so dressed up today anyway?" Takashi-sensei stops grading again and this time sighs in near annoyance. "Not that it's of any particular importance but I had a presentation to do this afternoon. There was a required dress code." "Figures," Keisuke mutters under his breath, looking everywhere but his tutor. "Good then if that's the case please return to studying. I'm nearly done with these papers." Keisuke gives the other a sidelong glance and slowly wheels himself obediently back to his desk. "When did you get to be so up-tight?" Keisuke wonders out loud. He isn't expecting an answer, that isn't how it's supposed to go. "Look," Takashi-sensei sets all the worksheets and his pen down on the desk, "I'm only doing what you and your parents asked of me. What more do you want?" His eyes meet briefly with the other man's before some kind of shame forces him to look away lest this conversation go in another direction. He never thought he'd see the day that his tutor got angry with him. But instead of saying anything, and above all else not apologizing, he opens his English dialogues workbook and begins working on a scenario where Susie is talking to Sally about her plans for winter vacation. I want it to hurry up and be winter already, Keisuke thinks, doing his best to ignore Takashi-sensei and everything else about this moment that makes him feel so uncomfortable. * * * "Keisuke-chan..." "Wh_aa_at?" "Uhh... uhm..." Not again. Keisuke glares at his brother over lunch. It's Saturday again and he's not in the mood for any of Yusuke's usual floundering. "Get to the point," he stuffs more tonkatsu into his mouth and tries to soothe the oncoming discomfort with the taste of his mother's fine cooking. Why is he such a pushover lately? "W-well... it's uhhh..." Yusuke bites his lip and fiddles with his chopsticks. Keisuke finds himself drawing swirly patterns in the curry sauce while waiting for some kind of a proper response. "Lemme guess," Keisuke sets his chopsticks down and folds his hands under his chin neatly. He's trying hard to look like one of those police officers that's playing at the good cop/bad cop routine. This conversation isn't meant to go easy on Yusuke. "This gotta do with Iwata-_kun_?" Yusuke sputters loudly at the added suffix. Their mother turns around still in the midst of washing dishes left over from breakfast. "Keisuke, don't tease your brother," she chides, seemingly used to these kinds of conversations between her two sons. If only she knew that this wasn't at all just mere teasing. "Y-yeah..." Yusuke flushes as red as the tonkatsu sauce and Keisuke tries not to laugh. "I invited Iwata over on Wednesday since we have a half-day and then the rest of the week off because of university placement testing for the upperclassmen." "Oh yeah," Keisuke looks partially distracted as he speaks, "I forgot your school did that..." Yusuke simply nods and waits for the chance to elaborate more about this coming Wednesday since he's been so painfully embarrassed about telling his brother until now. Keisuke on the other hand, is busy making silent notes about things he would rather be doing out and away from the house the same Wednesday evening. "Well I think it's wonderful you're bringing your friend over Yusuke," their mother butts in, having just finished with the dishes and wiping her soapy hands on her apron. "You know Keisuke," she mentions on the side with a certain tone of motherly concern, "I never see _you_ bring any friends over..." "Bah!" he snaps from the table, "I have friends mom and I'd bring 'em over if I wanted to all right? I just don't. Geez..." Yusuke starts eating again but the look he gives Keisuke says they'll be talking about this again much later when it's just the two of them, no extra pairs of ears in on the conversation. "Thanks for the meal mom," Keisuke says after depositing his dirty dishes in the sink like it were a bank. "You know I just finished those," his mother's voice carries a hint of mock irritation in it. "Yeah, I know," Keisuke replies, beginning to stretch out his arms and upper back as he walks toward the direction of his room, "but I have tutoring in a couple hours and I really need to finish my worksheets." She lets him go without another word. * * * "My brother's boyfriend is coming over again on Wednesday." "And you're telling me this because...?" Keisuke clicks his mechanical pencil exposing the lead until it almost falls out. It's an extremely annoying habit he's seen the other man do countless times before and upon trying it out for the first time a few weeks back, found that he too enjoyed doing it if for no other reason than to get under other people's skin. "I 'unno," Keisuke shrugs, using the index finger of his other hand to push the lead back into the pencil so he can begin clicking anew. "Just felt like something I should tell you." "I see," is the only reply he gets. It isn't the reaction he's looking for, if any. The fact that Takashi-sensei doesn't even seem to care in the least peeves him for some unknown reason. _The fact that it's your dick makes it special. Get it?_ That thought rings on endlessly inside his head. It's totally uncalled for and not a memory he wants to be trudging up after all this time... that happened more than four months ago, and no, he still doesn't _get it_. Because if it was supposed to mean anything then shouldn't he have gotten more of a reaction just now? Wouldn't Takashi-sensei have been more aggressive during their first re-encounter in so many months? Wouldn't he have forced him to- Keisuke stops that train of thought before it even leaves the station. What the hell? Why is he trying to bait this man? What is wrong with him, purposely trying to goad him on for no reason other than reassurance that... that... why _would_ he even be doing such a thing in the first place? It has to be anger at being seen as so insignificant. Keisuke always hated people who looked down on him. It is most certainly not because he actually, not so desperately, misses that sick kind of attention. If he wanted relations of any sort, being a popular enough boy in school - the lazy, uncouth, cool type of kid - he could easily have a girlfriend whenever he pleased. But he doesn't want one. And he doesn't feel the need to be drowned in a sea of shallow people to help him forget his loneliness. Keisuke doesn't need any of that. But he wants... something; he just doesn't know what. Takashi-sensei sighs loudly interrupting Keisuke's journey to the center of himself. "I think we're done for today." Keisuke turns to check the time on his digital clock. They're only twenty minutes into the session. "You have forty more minutes my parents are you paying for," he says matter of factly, watching as his tutor removes his glasses to rub none too gently at his temples like a headache is freshly brewing. Takashi-sensei stops and turns to stare at Keisuke, about to say something. Keisuke beats him to it. "I heard the two of them through the wall doing perverted things," he blurts out suddenly, his face not even having enough time to properly color from the mortification of that kind of admission. Ito Takashi has heard many things in his short adult life, this ranks highly among the things he wished he'd never had the pleasure of hearing. "We are definitely done for today," and immediately begins packing up his things, worn black satchel on the desk in a flash with papers and books being crammed into it at an alarming rate. Keisuke shoots up from the desk and watches the whole scene with a distinct look of indignation written all over his face. "My parents could fire you for this..." Takashi-sensei slows down, if only for a second when he turns and looks at Keisuke with the most serious expression he's capable of making. "Let them." * * * "Wo_ooaah_..." Later that same night Yusuke is marveling at the story thus far, granted he's only hearing about select parts, definitely none of the crap that's involved him. But Keisuke can make some things up, paint his side of the story a new color and make himself the victim and not the actual reason why his tutor had walked out mid-session this evening complaining of a serious migraine. Their mother hadn't thought anything of it, just acted worried about her tutor-for-hire and whether or not he might have a hard time making it back home all right. "So he really stormed out eh? What did you say to him?" Yusuke leans closer to his brother on the sofa, they're currently engaged in a button-masher fighting game. Keisuke is losing because he's paying more attention to what he's saying. "I just told him the things we talked about... you know, about getting fired if he made me feel uncomfortable or did something weird. Well he started doing it again..." That was such a lie. If he had ever told Yusuke before about how their first couple tutoring sessions had gone in the past month, which he couldn't remember if he had, he would be so caught up in it... but this wasn't easy. He couldn't just come out and say _oh well he got all mad that I was rambling on about possibly having some kind of gay tendencies towards others even though I keep insisting to him that I'm __not__ gay - which I'm __**NOT**__ okay and most definitely not for him thank you very much_. That whole sentence had so many problems with it, it wasn't even funny. Speaking of gay... "What time is that _Iwata_guy coming over?" Yusuke blushes like such a little school girl about it but still manages to execute an awesome killer combo that wins him the versus match. He sets his controller down on the coffee table and looks over at his brother. "After school." "Ah." Yeah, Keisuke is definitely going find other places to be, he doesn't really want his mother bullying him into being nice to Iwata just for Yusuke's sake. Even if their mother's presence means there will be no fooling around of any sort, he would almost rather jump off a bridge than have to be a _good boy_forcibly. "You know," Keisuke begins rather loudly, their mother cleaning up after dinner in the kitchen no more than twenty-five feet away, "you really need to stop blushing so much whenever someone mentions Iwata, it really does make you look like a hom-" and then Keisuke is getting choked out by his brother in real-time. * * * The train ride back home is shorter today. Keisuke catches sight of a digitized clock inside a station no more than two stops shy of his final destination. Even though the same amount of time has passed as usual, the perception has to be different. It's now Wednesday and he'll be arriving home shortly to his family plus one. Not long after the last incident, Keisuke has learned to quickly get over the awkwardness of seeing Iwata visit his home once every few weeks. Rarely does the other boy ever spend the night, but when he does... Keisuke shakes his head as the train announces its immanent departure and begins to pull out of the station. Picking up speed rapidly means there's only about fifteen minutes left until he arrives in Saitama. All of these conflicting emotions, a lot of pent-up _frustrations_... Keisuke just doesn't know anymore. Lately his tutoring sessions have been going steadily downhill and his grades have even begun to plateau. He figures it's only a matter of time until his parents go out looking for another _better_ tutor than Takashi-sensei. Keisuke also knows he probably isn't helping the situation any by purposely aggravating the other man during whatever little time they spend together, but this is the only way he knows how to be anymore; obstinate. But if he's honest with himself, he isn't really all that sure that he's ready to give up Takashi-sensei. That man may be a creeper, maybe even a closet homo, but he's at least a _familiar_creeper closet-homo. Starting out all over again with someone new, someone completely unknown - if this sort of thing happens to him again, if his tutor turns out to be another Takashi-sensei, he might really lose it this time. Because being attracted to only one individual of the same sex doesn't necessarily make you _gay_, does it? Maybe it's like misguided admiration disguised as some sort of wanna-be crush, kind of like the intense feelings a person can develop for popular idols or celebrities. Whatever it is, in Keisuke's mind, the fewer the better. It doesn't matter anymore how he views Takashi-sensei, he's done trying to rationalize why he has this seemingly unhealthy attraction to the other man, no matter what he does to deny it. Just thinking about some of things that guy had made him feel when they were still on casual speaking terms... His stomach starts doing flip-flops again, he really shouldn't have let it get this far. When they finally arrive at his stop, Keisuke has never been more grateful for anything in his life, he just wants to get off this train and stop feeling sick. This kind of profound thinking is clearly too much introspective psychoanalysis for a sixteen year old mind. He steps out onto the train station's boarding platform and beelines to the nearest immediate exit. He's going to walk back home and change, maybe then he'll call up his friend Masao who lives about a fifteen minute walk down the street for an impromptu visit so he can just get away from all this. If that doesn't work out, there's always the fountain square park nearby that's open until dusk or one of those geeky manga cafes closer to the downtown area that are open all hours of the night. He's sure that no matter what he decides to do people aren't going to bother him either way. Perfect. * * * But coming back to an empty house with one curious pair of abandoned shoes sitting in the entryway was not factored in. Keisuke sits down to untie the laces of his school shoes. Why are Iwata's sneakers the only thing out of place here? And where the hell are Yususke's house slippers? As he enters the living room he spots the culprit lying spread out haphazardly all over the couch. Iwata's eyes are closed and more than half the buttons of his gakuran are undone. It appears he's sleeping. Correction, he is sleeping, some light snoring confirms this. Keisuke stands there nearly transfixed a lot longer than he means to before his peripheral vision catches sight of a note left on the kitchen table. Having socked feet makes it easy for him to sneak around without making a lot of noise. The paper is crisp and white and contrasts sharply with the natural wood grain of the table, this note is clearly addressed to him. A majority of the letter is written by his mother, the penmanship obviously in her own hand. She writes that she's gone off to pay a visit to their aunt in Tokyo. Her birthday is coming up this weekend and his mom had wanted to take her somewhere nice to celebrate. She also writes that she took Yusuke with her, no doubt in some attempt to coerce family intermingling with their aunt's only child Keiko. She must be twelve or so by now and even though she's their first cousin by blood relation through their father, her being both younger and a girl is still probably going to make her meeting with Yusuke awkward. Their mother really has no sense in things of this nature. Reading further down, the post script at the foot of the note is in Yusuke's handwriting. Iwata hadn't wanted to be rude and impose on their rather abrupt family trip so he had opted to stay behind. Yusuke has written that even though he would be going along for lunch, he'd be back before their mother later in the day. There may not have been any sentence saying outright, _oh hey and please try to be nice okay_, but the subtext is clearly there in his brother's attempt to write in a very polite form of teineigo. Regardless of the fact that the few sentences his twin managed to jot down are more of an insult to grammar than to him, Keisuke pockets the note with some offense and takes it with him back to his room. So basically Iwata has been dumped on him then? He begins unbuttoning his tan blazer and hangs it on the hanger he threw on his bed earlier this morning. He needs to hurry up get and out of this uniform into some real clothes before Iwata wakes up. After blindly grabbing a plaid button-up shirt from the dresser drawer, he promptly makes a face when he realizes their mother must have mistaken this shirt in the laundry as his even though it's actually Yusuke's then he indiscriminately stuffs his arms in the sleeves without a second thought. Can't honestly expect her to know everything he sighs, sometimes their own parents still misaddress them if they aren't being talked to directly. Their father is more apt to do it though since he's home less often than their mother due to work-related business travels. The problem with having twins... Having traded his white shirt for the plaid one, he shucks off his pants and goes over to rifle out a pair of worn jeans from the hamper. Just about done, all he has to do now is make it to the kitchen and get the phone so he can ring up Masao. The note is all but forgotten by now, lost on the floor amongst the rest of Keisuke's dirty laundry and he thinks nothing of it as he shuts the door to his bedroom behind him. The moment he sets foot back into the living room, Iwata chooses to open his eyes. **FFFffff**_**uuuuuuucccck**_**k**. _Has your brother's boyfriend ever gone after you? By mistake..._ Iwata begins stretching on the sofa and lets out a yawn he barely manages to contain with his hand. Keisuke is stuck, frozen solidly in place because all he can think about are Takashi-sensei's uncalled for words. _Or __**intentionally**__?_ Whether it was supposed to be funny or cute or some combination of both he doesn't know. He didn't care then, but it has his full attention now. Iwata sits up straighter on the couch, eyes still a little groggy looking from sleep but he's almost awake. "Yusuke?" he calls out vaguely seeking reassurance even though it seems like he's fairly sure from the look of things that this person is indeed his boyfriend. Oh shit. He thinks I'm-! Keisuke peers down at his borrowed shirt and then up again at Iwata who is now motioning for him to come closer to the sofa. So many times as of late has Keisuke been put in situations where he could have otherwise done something to stop whatever is happening from actually happening... but instead he's chosen to do nothing about it. This time will be no different. He doesn't say a word and pads softly over to the couch. His gait is slow and in control, but on the inside his bones have managed to turn the consistency of jelly. What an amazing feat! He doesn't know what the hell he's doing even as he comes toe to toe with his brother's boyfriend. The back of Iwata's dark hair is mussed and sticking up in all sorts of strange directions, it probably would have been funny in some other time and place but right now all Keisuke can focus on is how close he is to the other boy. He swallows the lump that somehow managed to form in his throat somewhere between when he started walking over to Iwata and when he's offered a place to sit next him on the couch. He takes the seat against his better judgment, still not having said a single word. "You just get in?" He nods. That isn't a complete lie. But damn it why isn't he saying something, anything that gives Iwata the hint to back the hell off and no he isn't who he thinks he is! He catches himself wondering for the briefest of seconds what his tutor would say if he could see him now, this whole thing might be kind of funny to him. It's playing out just like a weekday television drama where the protagonist mistakes his lover for that person's _sinister_identical twin and oh how a raunchy love affair ensues shortly after the first mix-up! His cheeks burn up hotly at the thought. "You okay?" And then Iwata's hand is on his forehead trying to check for some sign of a fever. "You did seem a little out of it at school today..." Keisuke pushes Iwata's hand away the instant his muscles are finally able to translate the garbled mess his overstimulated brain has been forwarding to them for the last minute or so. This is going places way too fast that he isn't even sure he wants to go yet! He shoots up off the sofa, ready to grab his shoes and take off out the door without another word. How could he even conceive of doing something so- so...! He really should go jump off a bridge now if only to try and save some sliver of whatever dignity he has left as a decent human being. But Iwata won't seem to have any of it, he reaches out to grab Keisuke's forearm just before he makes it clear out of reach. This guy really believes he's Yusuke, him talking or not. Maybe he's still half-asleep. Keisuke doesn't know. He doesn't care either! Just as he's about to turn around and say something - FINALLY SOMETHING - about how this is a huge stupid mistake and no he doesn't know why he even came over here and let Iwata even begin to think he's Yusuke in the first place but damn it, it sure as hell isn't because he's curious about gays or quiet possibly being gay or any of that stupid shit, no because he's- And then there's a pressure not entirely foreign pressing hard against his lips. It isn't rough, just really firm and unexpected. It takes a second to register that Iwata is kissing him. Full on kissing him, like trying to pull him back over and nearly onto the couch, trying to fucking make out with him kissing him! Keisuke's brain fries up like an beat-up old computer's motherboard and just as quickly as all the circuits fizzle out into one big useless non-functioning mass, Iwata's hand creeps up to catch at the rounded angle of his chin. It pulls him closer and oh my god is that his _fucking __**tongue**__?_The nerves in Keisuke previously broken down nervous system spark back into life at lightning speed and he shivers uncontrollably from the sensation of touch, warm worn hands on his face, his neck, pulling him further down towards the couch. "Take it your brother already came and left huh? You don't normally let me do this kinda stuff with you if he's around." Keisuke opens his eyes, when did he even shut them? He still hasn't managed to get an intelligible word out because Iwata is leaning back up to kiss him again. This time he succeeds in getting his tongue into Keisuke's mouth and though the thought of such an act had previously been one of utter sickness and disgust, having it actually happen for real... being forced into letting this happen... the whole thing isn't nearly as bad as Keisuke thought it would be. He lets Iwata drag him down onto the couch with him. His knees are weak and there's no fighting this; the way it's making him feel all over inside. It's so good that it's terrifying, feels like everything a person could ever want from someone - maybe not from Iwata but maybe he can pretend. This kiss, his touches, the way he feels that the other isn't afraid to _not_be so gentle with him and oh god how he knows just where to lick and suck and Keisuke's so overwhelmed with sensation that he doesn't even hear himself make a moan. Iwata pulls him closer and buries his face in the neckline of Yusuke's shirt, inhaling deeply before he goes back to kissing at Keisuke's neck. "You're so cute..." he feels Iwata breathe right into his ear and the heady sentence goes straight from his brain right down to his crotch. That feeling, oh god. Iwata turns Keisuke's head and their lips meet again. Is he being kissed or is he the one doing the kissing? He can't tell the difference anymore. Something about everything they're doing right now, whether it's caused by the physiological drainage of blood from his head to another part of his body, he doesn't even... he can't focus. "I think I like this _new_ laid-back you. It's kinda nice when you don't resist," Iwata shifts his hips and Keisuke feels another strange sensation poking up against his stomach. It's something stiff and semi-uncomfortable, but this time he knows **exactly** what it is. Fuck, _fuck!_Iwata's hard from them making out and holy christ he probably is too! Keisuke leaps off the couch, more like falls, but his adrenaline is pumping and there's going to be nothing stopping him this time. Iwata doesn't expect the sudden dramatic change in mood and gets a face-full of Keisuke's hand when the other scrambles with some kind of urgency off of him and right out the door. It slams shut loudly behind him and when Iwata sits up feeling horribly wronged, he can't find words to explain the confusion still present on his face when the real Yusuke walks into the house no more than five minutes later **not**wearing the same clothes Iwata last saw him in. What the hell is going on? * * * He never should have done that. He can't believe he did that. He doesn't even feel any of the people he's pushing past on the street trying to get anywhere as far away as possible from the house. Masao's place is out of the question, he doesn't want to be interrogated about what happened because he sure as shit isn't going to be talking about it. The cafe isn't an option either because he left his wallet in the house and there's no way he can possibly go back there without seeing Iwata for a second time and what if Yusuke's already returned by now? Shit, shit! Where's the god damn park? He rounds a corner and stumbles right into the last person he'd ever want to see after an event like this. Ito Takashi. What the hell is he doing in Saitama on a Wednesday night? The other man immediately scrunches up his face in thought, quickly recognizing the face of this person who's crashed so rudely into him. Then Keisuke stands up and grabs desperately at him, tears brimming at the corners of his red eyes. Something is seriously wrong here. "Takashi-sensei..." * * * He does the adult thing and doesn't ask questions as they continue to sit on the park bench watching other people walk by. The sun is finally starting to set and when the rest of the park starts to clear out at dusk, they know they'll need to find another place to go soon too. "What're you doing in Saitama on a weekday anyway?" Keisuke asks, he stopped panicking but still hasn't calmed down enough to even begin talking about what happened earlier to put him in such a state. "You know, I _do_tutor other kids besides you," Takashi-sensei says looking off to the side. Keisuke won't meet his eyes so there's no point in trying to be direct. "Phff, liar." "It's not a lie," Takashi-sensei turns to see Keisuke looking right at him. There's something there, something vulnerable that he's never quite seen before. It's kind of endearing but he can't do or say anything about it in public as they are now. Over the past couple weeks it's kind of been hit or miss with this kid. Some days he cooperates, albeit only after moderate threats about his grades suffering and disappointing his parents, but dealing with him most days is more like pulling teeth out of a stubborn alligator. Takashi was actually beginning to have doubts about himself and what he'd initially suspected after their first and last kiss. His original attempt at stand-offish behavior was meant to frustrate Keisuke into progressing their relationship further _himself_without feeling like he'd been forced into it against his will. What better way to prove his charge wrong than by letting him be the person who was in control of how their relationship grew? Takashi kept that part to himself. Even if Keisuke had been working awfully hard the last month and a half at pushing every button he could possibly find, and even though last week hadn't been very pleasant he was still going to try and be there for the kid. This kid, Keisuke... It was the most sensible thing to do, at least that's what he told himself. "Hey," he breathes out, nodding over in the direction of the sun's fading light, "you wanna get out of here and maybe go get something to eat?" Keisuke eyes him suspiciously but knows he doesn't really have a choice. It's either go with Takashi-sensei or trudge back home guilty with his tail hitched high between his legs. He'd rather die than face that kind of embarrassment. Best to stay away until even he can't remember how things had actually transpired. "Yeah." "Let me call my other student first. I don't want that person's parents to fire me for not showing up without so much as a word about it." He pulls his shoulder bag up onto his lap and digs out a cell phone no bigger than the palm of his hand. It's sleek and modern looking, Keisuke tries not to sulk openly at the fact that his parents have yet to invest in one of those for either he or his brother. How uncool is it for them to decide to wait until their kids finally graduate high school before getting them one? They're the only kids in their classes who can't use phone mail. He idly fiddles his hands between his knees and listens. "Ah, yes, hello Hitogawa-san. This is Ito Takashi... yes, yes I know I am late. My apologies, you see something very urgent came up and I wasn't able to- no, I'm all right. It was more like a personal matter. Yes. Thank you, I will try my best to reschedule for then. Yes, have a good night as well." He hangs up. _Something urgent. A personal matter._ Keisuke crosses his arms over his chest in a protective manner and tries not to let the conversation sway him. Since when was he ever an _urgent __**personal**__ matter_? Maybe the day he and his brother were born... This isn't happening. He's not about to start feeling grateful for this. "Well," Takashi-sensei puts his phone back in the bag and stands up. His knees crack a little, the noise a necessary distractor that Keisuke desperately tries to focus on. "Now that that's taken care of..." A hand wanders in front of Keisuke's view. "Shall we go?" He doesn't meet Takashi-sensei's eyes as he's helped to stand and they don't talk at all on the way to a small cafe his tutor leads them to. Takashi-sensei doesn't loosen his grip on Keisuke's hand until they're just a few steps shy of entering through the front door. * * * Three days have passed. Either Iwata didn't said anything or Yusuke doesn't know how to bring it up. Keisuke still can't get over his shameful behavior. How could he ever do that to his brother? To himself? To... to _fucking_Iwata. That kid didn't deserve that either and it's sort of weird feeling sorry for someone else for a change. It makes him upset, even more so than he already has been about the whole god damn thing in the first place. Dinner with Takashi-sensei was... well to say it was a godsend is kind of overdoing it, but he is still secretly thankful that it was _him_of all people... no one has the right to see him in such a pitiful state. Ito Takashi is as good an alibi as any for having gone missing without a trace for a few hours without so much as a word, and though his mother was only slightly less mad about the whole ordeal because he'd been with a responsible adult; all of the, "where have you been, who were you with and my God why didn't you leave a note for someone!" aside. He bites his lip. Today is Saturday and in another two hours his would-be hero will show up on the stoop with his bag in hand and more than likely some kind of shameless repugnant look on his face that says he was right from the start in so many volumes. Keisuke hopes that that Wednesday isn't going to be held against him forever as some form of blackmail. This is the last thing he needs to tarnish his good name, and only at the ripe age of sixteen! He sinks further into the cushions on the couch and listens to his brother talking excitedly about their father coming home for the upcoming holidays. When had he ever felt a disconnect such as this from everyone, everything? It's awful. He wants to bash his head into the wall. Nakamura Keisuke, deceased, cause of death serve head trauma due to self-mutilation. What a glorious plaque to go with his ever epic demise. "Hard to imagine there's only a month left before the holiday season begins! I still need to make arrangements and finish up shopping!" Their mother has her hands clapped under her chin as if in a daze. She's always been a big one on the sights and sound of Christmas and New Years. "Yeah," Yusuke agrees, looking over his shoulder for his twin. "Hey, Keisuke? Are you gonna go to the shrine this year?" "Nope," comes the immediate response. "Is it because your friends refused to go with you since you've decided to give up normalcy and become a hermit?" Their mother's a real class clown, he grinds his teeth to keep from being disrespectful. "Y-you can come with me and Iwata-kun if you'd like..." Yusuke ventures tepidly. Maybe he really doesn't know. "Pass!" he rolls over onto his side and buries his face into the cushy stuffing of the couch backing. "Keisuke, honestly," he hears his mother scooch her chair heavily out from under the table. "Your brother is only trying to be nice. The least you could do is say, _no thank you_politely. I know I raised you better than that..." "No thank you," he mirrors her words but sounds less enthused about it than sincerity calls for. The last thing he wants is to be anywhere with Yusuke and Iwata. Enough time is NEVER going to pass for him to forget what's gone on in the past few days. Doesn't matter if Iwata kept his mouth shut! He wants to keep everyone at a distance if only in this one instance. "At least try to sound somewhat respectful if you're only going to mock me..." His mother gets up from the table and goes to wash her hands, she's preparing to make dinner. As Keisuke chances a peek over the edge of the couch he sees Yusuke staring at him. The look he gets says he knows something more and it makes Keisuke fall back behind the fabric of the sofa like it were a shield. He waits until his mother starts up another conversation with his brother before slinking silently back to his room unnoticed. It's decidedly a safer place even if it's not going to be keeping him safe for much longer. Only one hour and forty-five minutes left to go. * * * "You've been quiet for most of the evening, is something the matter?" Takashi-sensei leans in awfully close, too close to be considered accidental. It's not comforting but also not wholly intrusive. Keisuke shrugs his shoulder to try and bargain for some space. "Not really," he half means it this time. For too long now have people been asking him the same question. He doesn't even know if he has the correct answer inside him. "You know, lying about it won't make it any less true." "When did you get to be so _smart_," Keisuke sneers and slams his textbook shut. He's done for the night, no more studying at this point is going to pay off. Might as well just throw in the towel and chalk it all up to childish bad behavior. Ambivalence, he thinks, perfectly describes this moment. "I'm not trying to be _coy_," Takashi-sensei uses the same verb Keisuke once accused him of but puts a different spin on it's meaning this time. Setting down his book, the one he brought with to study from because there's a big exam coming up and even though he's a tutor it doesn't mean he doesn't need to study either, Takashi-sensei wraps an arm around Keisuke and pulls them closer together. They're seated side by side but it can still be considered an embrace of sorts. It's kind of awkward and Keisuke's stomach starts churning for so many reasons he can't even begin to describe. His lips are tingling too but he keeps that part to himself. "You never really are," it comes out sounding a lot less mean than he planned. When his tutor leans in to kiss him, he simply gives up his front and lets the other man do so, _full on_kiss him and he even shuts his eyes telling himself to not be repulsed by the idea of it even though that's his very first reaction. He wanted this right? This kind of relationship, he fantasized about it when he let Iwata feel him up on the couch that day, even let the other guy stick his tongue in his mouth and Takashi-sensei pulls away slowly to look him straight in the eyes. "In four more weeks it'll be a new year. You'll be done with school and we won't have any more sessions left unless your parents decide to rehire me for next year." Keisuke's face remains blank despite the admission. It almost sounds pained, despaired and horribly, awfully **desperate**. He clenches his hands tightly into fists but says nothing. This isn't exactly what he expected to happen tonight with regards to their last meeting a few nights before. To think they'd exchange places and instead he'd be the one feeling more like the adult. "I don't think they will," Takashi-sensei lowers his head as he says this; he's talking about the rehiring part. Keisuke's grades haven't seen improvement in weeks but then again he was purposely sabotaging them at that point, anything to show just how defiant he could be. But now he's being asked to try for the sake of something bigger than he can possibly wrap his mind around. He's sixteen after all and even though his seventeenth birthday is only a few months away, of course it's completely unreasonable to ask such a thing of him. But after much deliberation and the quick unexpected kiss he received before Takashi-sensei dropped him off at the door to his house... age seems a lot less consequential in the making of this decision. This time, Keisuke is the one who reaches out and moves to kiss Takashi-sensei. This time it doesn't feel like any of the other kisses they've shared before, suddenly it's different and purposeful and with a meaning that he's not quite sure he fully understands but what has rationality done for him lately anyway? A whole lot of nothing, that's what. He keeps it very brief and when they separate he says the first thing that comes to mind. "Come do Hatsumode with me." For once Takashi-sensei is the one who almost looks like he's about to cry. * * * Tokorozawa Shimei is unbelievably crowded and just when Keisuke thinks it can't get any worse, more people are showing up the closer it gets to midnight. The air is cold and bites at his skin, this stupid down filled jacket isn't helping make him any warmer. An arm slips around him and pulls him closer, it's Takashi-sen- well, not really sensei any more since they're no longer seeing each other for lessons. It's hard to forget that part of who this man has become to him though. It's weird and creepy and sorta sloppy romantic like a high school teacher-student love affair. Takashi doesn't seem to mind despite the fact that he's the senior in their relationship. He'll be graduating from his university in the coming spring if all goes as planned, they haven't really talked about what will happen if they even make it there. This liking guys thing is still kind of strange too, but because it's so brisk out and many groups of family and friends are huddled together to keep warm they don't really look all that out of place. He colors more from embarrassment than sheer cold. "Did you think about the things you want to wish for for next year?" Takashi has his eyesight trained over a crowd of people piled up on the stairway leading up to the shrine's main entrance. There's still some time left before the real new year begins. "Not really," Keisuke's lying and it's obvious to both of them. Takashi doesn't say anything and pulls him closer if that's even possible. In his coat pocket, Keisuke's been toying with the omikuji he paid for a couple minutes before Takashi showed up to walk with him into the larger sea of people. It has some general crap here and there about money, luck and life... but the strangest thing it talks about is on the subject of _love_. The whole part of the fortune it's written in is very vague and ambiguous, as expected of a mass fortune-telling machine, however there is something very peculiar about the words of wisdom he received compared to any others he's ever had the pleasure of reading in the past. It says to remain open-minded and not to overlook instances due to bias caused by uncertainty and fear. It could be a whole load of crap that he's buying into but if it's fate and meant to be, it sure picked a hell of a time to spring up now. And they haven't done much other than kiss occasionally and maybe once he let Takashi stick is hand down his pants but nothing came of it because it's all just too weird letting your tutor jerk you off in a house where your parents or brother could potentially be listening in on the whole god damn thing. He doesn't really know **what **he wants out of their relationship if anything since he's never been the needy type looking for any sort of physical fulfillment. Just simply being and knowing that is more than enough for him right now. "Keisuke," no honorific because at present they are equals, "did you buy an omikuji yet?" Takashi is looking down at his watch and adjusts the collar of his jacket for good measure. He's probably freezing too but being able to spend time together like this must mean more to him as well. "Yes," Keisuke says while eyeing Takashi as he begins digging in his own pockets for the one he just spent a five-yen coin on. It's still pressed flat in near-mint looking condition. Must have been a good one. "Want to see?" He flashes it in front of Keisuke and gives him a rather cheeky looking grin. This may or may not bring bad luck to the person willing to share their fortune; some kind of stupid superstition, but Takashi is willing to take that chance with him. It _must _mean something more. "Not really..." he shrugs and looks the other way as Takashi begins prattling off some of the better highlights listed on his fortune. He gets noticeably more excited as he reaches the end of the omikuji. "It says I have a small blessing that can be expected in the near future," he takes the small scrap of paper and folds it back into the back pocket of his pants. He even pats it lightly for further vindication. "For once, it's nothing bad this year!" He beams as wisps of his breath fog up the thick plastic framed glasses he always wears. Takashi then removes his arm from around Keisuke's shoulders and reaches down to grab his hand instead. It's just about midnight now and if they want to get to the shrine's main entrance some time this century, they need to hurry up and get in line before more people mob the steps and make entry virtually impossible. "Just because you told me yours, it doesn't mean I'm gonna read you mine," Keisuke says, not completely looking away from the other man while fingering his own fortune hesitantly with his free hand. He lets Takashi lead him up over the bridge and they seamlessly mesh into the crowd of people as everyone starts to count down loudly from ten. "It's all right," Takashi smiles at him genuinely and grips his hand tighter. _As long as you are alive, there's still time._ * * * **end.** End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga Amazing Nurse Nanako: The Truth Walking into Dr. Kyoji's office carrying a tray of grilled fish topped with grated radish, a dazed look looms over Nanako's face. _What is this feeling…? …I've never been sick before… I wonder if there's something wrong with me… Aw, man! And right before my birthday, too…_ Hardly even glancing up from the computer screen in front of him, Kyoji Ogami only calls out as his fingers work over the keyboard. The deep blackness of space can be seen in the window behind him. "…Lunch already?" Then his eyes flick to the clock. "…Hm." Blinking her eyes, Nanako only smiles and nods once. "Yup! Special grilled fish with radish! Just like you like, Doctor!" As she bends down and places the tray at his side, her breasts jiggling a mere foot from his face. "Good. Thanks." Kyoji keeps typing, however. After a moment of silence he states. "I hope you got some rest last night, Nanako. You still have your exercises to do before dinner." "Awww!!" The younger woman moans and sighs, going lax slightly before nodding a few times. "..yes, doctor Kyoji…" Turning to walk out again, she blinks and stops a moment before turning back with an almost shy, slightly playful smile. "You know what??" Stopping a moment, Kyoji still doesn't look up but utters back. "…What is it, Nanako?" "There's a _really_ special day coming up!" She squeals, jumping up and down a few times happily. "Oh really?" He answers back distractedly and squints. _That's right… Nanako's twentieth birthday, isn't it…?_ Blinking and looking honestly hurt, the young woman smiles alittle with a soft, half hearted chuckle. "Oh, it's nothing important! Heheh…heheheh… …Nothing you'd find important anyway, I guess…" Before she sighs once heavily and turns again. Staring at her back, Kyoji's eyes soften only slightly. _…How wrong you are._ And as she starts away, he calls out to her. "…I'll be waiting for you, Nanako! Make sure you're up for it!" _…I'd hate to think she's getting sick now. I don't think there's anything I could do to help her. …Damn. I really hope this works. My life's work, and my father's, and my grandfather's…_ Slipping back from the computer, he sighs and closes his eyes. _…Nanako…_ * * * _..Over an hour and a half late. I wonder what's keeping her?_ Kyoji walks up to Nanako's door and knocks once. When he gets no answer, his shoulders sag alittle but he knocks again. _…Come on, Answer the door! _Frowning alittle, the blonde haired man reaches down for the knob. Finding the door unlocked he turns the latch and slides it open, barely phased by the sight of Nanako passed out, bent over the bed in her training outfit; just a bikini top and short skirt with panties. _…Hm. More worn out than usual. Heh._ Walking past the bed, Kyoji sits at the edge and watches Nanako for a minute. _She's not usually this tired.. and it can't be because of space. She passed all those astronaut training exercises with flying colors. As to be expected. …Still, I'm worried. I should probably ask her when she wakes up. _Glancing at the clock he squints. _….Any minute now._ A couple minutes go by before Kyoji sighs and raises one knuckle, rapping it against Nanako's head right between her odangos. Whimpering and putting both of her hands up over her head for protection, the brunette blinks before lifting her head. Her brown eyes move from Kyoji to either side before they settle on him again, almost in confusion. The heat radiating off her shows in her red face, though not from blush as she chuckles nervously. "Heheheh… h-hey, Dr. Kyoji…!" Keeping a straight face, Kyoji only raises a hand in response and stares at Nanako expectantly. "..Uh… Am I late?" She asks timidly, hiding her face in her hands cutely. Staring at her alittle longer, the doctor just looks at the clock as Nanako does her best to try and look around him. Once she sees what time it is, Kyoji turns back to look at her and raises a brow. "I'm sorry…! Don't be mad at me!" She whines and whimpers, frowning as she hides behind her hands again. "I'm not mad, Nanako." Kyoji utters, half in annoyance as he closes his eyes, and then turns up to look at her. "It just means we'll have to find something else for you to do to make it up." "Ooohhhhh!!!" Sighing, the younger woman moves to stand before a weak, tired look flashes across her face and she falls back to her knees. Smirking alittle, the look fades from the blonde's face as he murmurs. "You're not still tired are you?" "…I'm fine…!" She answers back quickly, shaking her head as she forces herself to stand. Though she stumbles a bit and wobbles the whole way, a tired, over-heated looking Nanako stops in front of her closet, bending down to look in and pull out a pair of fairly worn out jogging shoes, slipping them on slowly as she still stands. Watching her this entire time, Kyoji frowns alittle more and sighs, lowering his eyes. "Are you sure?" "Heheh… Of course I'm…sure…" She murmurs, her one hand gripping the door knob tightly as she almost falls over, but then regains herself. "Maybe you should lay down." Kyoji states a bit commandingly as he looks at her, a concerned but stern expression on his face. "..I said I'm….fine…" She utters back before she moans softly, her hand releasing the door knob and she falls into the doctor's arms her eyes half open. Letting her lay against him a moment, Kyoji sighs almost in agitation as he watches her, though his eyes betray his lips. "Well, you don't _seem_ fine." "..I'll…be okay… I just… feel really sick the past few days… It's probably just some weird sort of virus that got through my immune system, right?? Heheh. I'll be fine in no time! You have to get really sick before you can get better, and I've been getting worse and worse, so it's bound to clear up soon, Doctor!!!" Kyoji's face falls suddenly, but he refuses to let Nanako see. Frowning a bit he murmurs gently. "…All the same. You better get all the rest you can, so your immune system will be able to fight harder." _And so the green DNA can work properly… I hope…_ "But I'm not tired!" She protests, whining as she punches his chest slightly. Clutching her alittle tighter to him, Kyoji squints alittle more and frowns. "Rest anyway. I know you've never been sick before, so let me sum it up; when you're sick, you need rest and fluids." Stopping and blinking up at him, her already flushed face burns deeper as she asks innocently. "…What sorts of fluids, Doctor…?" Staring down at Nanako a moment, an odd flicker comes to Kyoji's eyes, but it disappears soon after. "…Water. Orange juice… They'll help your immune system along." "But I don't like water!!!" "There's nothing wrong with water. And the water they have up here is purified. Maybe you wouldn't _get_ sick if you drank more." _I know that's a lie… but how do I tell her that it's all part of her genetic make-up to get sick and die about this time in her life? I've never been able to tell her that…_ Sighing and pouting, she only grumbles in response. "I drink lots of other fluids… In large amounts!!!" She whines, shaking her ass sweetly. "I just don't _like_ water! It's so…tasteless! It's not fair!!!" Watching her silently, Kyoji squints but then states in an almost monotone voice. "Then tell me what you drink instead…." Putting up her fingers, she seems slightly excitable to name off the list. "…Orange juice, apple juice, cranberry juice, cola, sake…" "Don't you _ever_ drink at least _one_ glass of water just to flush out your system? You know… Like I told you to??" "…milk, milk_shakes_, sake… Did I already say sake?" She asks with a cute blink, a finger pressed to her bottom lip. Sighing softly, Kyoji covers his eyes with his hand. "…Yes, Nanako… but you didn't answer my question either." "What question…?" "Water!" He finally shouts. "Don't you even consider _anything_ I tell you??" Squinting a bit as she all but cringes back from him, he leans back in the bed when Nanako starts her little wailing cry. He lets it go on for only a moment before sighing again and uttering. "….Stop that." Sniffling softly as she looks up at him teary eyed, the young brunette murmurs almost scoldingly. "It isn't nice to be mean to me so close to my birthday…!" Staring at her a moment, the blonde man sighs. "I'm not being mean, I'm trying to help." "But you were _yelling_ at me!!!" she whines in return. _That's because you have the attention span of a gnat sometimes……_ "…I don't mean to yell. I just wish you would listen more often." "…If I listen better, do you promise not to yell at me anymore…?" Nanako asks timidly, letting her bottom lip quiver. "If you do that, I doubt I'll have _reason_ to yell at you anymore." Kyoji states simply, seeming nonplussed by her expression. "Hmph…" Seeming put off, the younger woman starts to sit up, but blinks when she finds herself held even tighter. "…D-…Doctor Kyoji…" "You need to stay put and rest, Nanako." He states simply in an almost dark tone of voice, keeping his eyes straight forward, except to spare a glance down at her. "….You're holding me so tight…" She murmurs almost sweetly, her eyes glimmering up at him as her cheeks turn ever redder. "….Oh… I feel so hot…" As her eyes close and she sighs out once. Raising a brow, Kyoji smirks. "Maybe you should open a window." _Heheh. Yeah right._ Blinking once, a soft smile comes to Nanako's face before she nods and sits up again, leaning over towards the window. "That's a really good idea, Doct—Hey!" Quickly pulling Nanako back, consequently face down into his lap, Kyoji stares at her wide eyed and incredulously. "I was _kidding_ Nanako. Not something you hear very often, but it happens once in a while." Blinking again, the young nurse just tilts her head cutely before blinking yet again innocently. "…But… I feel so hot… It might help." Squinting at her again, Kyoji sighs. _…How can you possibly be so air-headed?_ "Nanako… if you opened that window, we'd both die in the vacuum of space. The tiniest hole in the hull of this ship could suck you out through it. It's _that_ powerful." Motioning his fingers to make an opening smaller than a dime. "That's all it would take…" "Oh…" Is her only response as she sighs again and rubs one of her eyes with a loosely curled fist. "..Aren't you hot…?? I feel like I'm burning up…" Sighing as she lays her head on his chest, she murmurs with a sigh as her large breasts seem to press harder against the taller man. "..It's not like the heat I felt earlier though…" "Let me go get you something cool to drink. It might help." He offers as he shifts to get out from underneath her. Whimpering softly as he stands, Nanako pouts as he leaves the room, coming back only a few moments later from her bathroom with a cup of water. "But I don't _like_ water!" "It's good for you, and it'll help." The blonde insists as he walks toward her and holds out the cup, expecting her to take it. When she doesn't, an almost evil grin comes to his face as he shifts and levels the cup directly over her breasts. Whining even louder than before, Nanako all but snatches the cup, sipping off it distastefully as her eyes look up at him imploringly. Resting one fist on his hip, Kyoji watches Nanako expectantly until she's downed at least a couple gulps and smirks again. "There… do you feel any better? At least alittle?" The younger woman only answers with a pouty-- "…Yes…" His smirk slowly grows into a grin as he takes the cup back from her and sets it beside the bed, sitting down again. "Good. Now…" Reaching out he takes her shoulder, and pushes her onto the bed again. "Lay down, and get some rest. You need it." Frowning sadly, Nanako only whines, flailing slightly beneath his hand as she tries to sit up. "But I'm not _tired_!!!" "That's not the point." The doctor insists with a slightly aggravated tone, rolling his eyes. "You're sick, and when you're sick.. you need to rest. It helps your immune system fight better." "It's just a flu or something! I'll be fine soon enough… I just need to gulp down some medicine and keep going like everyone else does! Come on, Doctor!!!" Stopping to think a moment, she offers hopefully. "I still need to do my exercises!!!" Glancing at the clock, Kyoji sighs. "You might as well forget it. All the machines are in use right now anyway… and it's not too long until dinner time." "Dinner! Right! I'll just go and start cooking it early!" The younger woman states, sitting up quickly. "But then it'll be cold…" Kyoji shakes his head and sighs. "Why don't you just re-_lax?_" Grabbing her by the arm again, he pulls her against the bed. Whining in protest, Nanako just sighs and crosses her arms, frowning up at the ceiling. After only a few moments, she glances at Kyoji impatiently. "Have I rested enough yet??" "No." Sighing and grunting, she starts moving her feet, to and fro, making a 'swooshing' noise as she does in boredom. _She must not be so bad off if she can be so impatient and hyper… still, it's best I nip it in the bud before it gets too far. I should probably check her out soon too._ Seeming thoughtful a moment longer, Kyoji leans back against the headboard and stays silent for a bit, just watching Nanako and wondering… will it work? If it doesn't, then what? If it does… then what? Profess his feelings and be happy the rest of his life knowing Nanako will live to a ripe old age? More than likely even longer than him? Sounds good… but what if it doesn't work again? The previous Nanako had obviously known how he felt… this one… may have some idea, but doesn't seem nearly as insightful. If Nanako dies again… without ever knowing……. "..Can I ask a question…?" Nanako's words interrupt his thoughts and when he turns to her, a sad, almost worried look shows on her face. Raising his brows, Kyoji blinks at Nanako behind his glasses. "…Go ahead." "Promise not to get mad." Rolling his eyes, the doctor sighs again. "…Alright…" "……Why do you hate me…?" Is her timid question, her eyes seeming hurt by her own words. Blinking again, Kyoji's eyes seem to soften a moment and he seems almost struck dumb by her question. A slightly hurt look comes to his face before he turns serious again and utters gently. "…I don't… hate you, Nanako. I…" He flinches when his words catch in his throat, and he sighs, glancing away from her. Seeming oblivious to his actions, as she's since turned away, Nanako blinks and turns back to him, frowning softly as she sits up. "..But you're always so mean to me! …And you're always yelling…. And making me do those really hard workouts… You never listen to me and you make me feel really dumb sometimes…!!" _Well, you're not the smartest but…_ Sighing softly, he looks down and frowns alittle, glancing aside. "…I… hm… I told you about the exercises. They were made to prepare you for the operation. And now? They're to help keep your body up and keep you healthy." Turning to look at her again, squinting gently Kyoji sighs again. "So you don't get sick… but…." "But I got sick just the same!" She exclaims, wagging a finger at him. "So I think that means they're useless! So I shouldn't have to do them anymore!" Gritting his teeth suddenly behind his lips, Kyoji falls silent again and narrows his eyes darkly away from Nanako._ Useless?? I would sooner think otherwise! If nothing I did worked, that means I've wasted my whole life on this project! Me, my father, and my grandfather…_ "Actually… it's only the first time you have ever gotten sick. Not only that, but you've been skipping out on me a lot recently. So what does that tell you?" "…maybe I skip out because I don't feel like getting yelled at sometimes…" Nanako mutters half to herself as she turns away and just sighs. "…That I'm stupid and I should drink more water…." Sagging slightly, Kyoji sighs and frowns deeper, still faced away from Nanako as he considers a moment and then lets his eyes close before he murmurs almost inaudibly. "…i'm sorry…" Blinking a few times, Nanako turns to look up at him with sweet, innocent surprise. "Did you…say something Doctor…?" Raising his eyes to look at her again, Kyoji frowns alittle, but only alittle as he seems to inspect her. "…You heard me." Blinking again, the younger woman cups her hands together as a happy, sweet expression comes over her face. "You apologized!!!" Sighing again and glancing away, Kyoji drums his fingers against his knee. "Oh, did I? Hm… Well, I guess when it's actually worth while, sure…" Her eyes suddenly glossing over sadly, Nanako pouts as she frowns softly. "Oh! Don't say it like that…." But Kyoji just smirks teasingly as he watches her and actually chuckles alittle, pushing his glasses up alittle more on his face. "Don't take it so to heart, Nanako." Blinking up at him again, a confused look comes over Nanako's face before she states with a smile. "You seem so happy tonight! I should miss training more often if it puts you in such a good mood!" "It doesn't." Kyoji corrects her quickly. "Not particularly." _It has nothing to do with her training. Everything to do with her birthday… Her last moments… if that's what they are, they should be enjoyable…_ Tilting her head as she shifts in his lap, Nanako starts innocently. "Then why are you in such a—" But then her eyes blink and she looks down at where her chin rests. Her eyes widen before she whimpers apologetically, starting to sit up. "Ohhh! I'm so _sorry_, Doctor Kyoji!" Blinking at her alittle oddly, Kyoji raises a brow. "…It's not a big deal, Nanako..." "B-But…" She utters embarrassedly before falling silent, sitting on her knees and holding her hands together tightly in her lap. "Why are you so embarrassed?" the doctor asks curiously, raising a brow, hiding the small grin that threatens to show. "I-I dunno." "Then you don't need to be." He utters alittle softer. "…Come here and relax with me." "But only lovers touch and lay like this…" She murmurs softly as well, biting her bottom lip as she looks at him red faced. "Is that a problem?" Kyoji asks and raises a brow at Nanako's innocent shock. Then he smirks alittle more and opens his arm. When she slowly moves in to his embrace, Kyoji sighs gently again and his face becomes slightly solemn. "I'm worried about you, Nanako." Becoming thoughtful, the younger woman frowns softly and looks up at the doctor almost fearfully. "You're being so nice to me….. and…so caring…… Is there something wrong with me, doctor…?" Blinking slowly, Kyoji frowns, but lets on nothing in his face as he stares at her innocently, but then sighs. "I don't know yet. We'll wait and see, okay?" Frowning a bit, she only sighs and nods before smiling. "I'll be fine, I know it! Because my immune system is so strong! Besides, if I get sick, you'll just make me better, right??" _I'll try… I'll hope…_ Sighing he nods slowly. "…Right." Though his hand clutches her a bit tighter to him as his teeth grit behind his lips. "D-Doctor Kyoji…!" Nanako exclaims in surprise, looking up at him with wide, brown eyes. Slowly looking down at the smaller woman again, Kyoji keeps his eyes squinted but says nothing a moment before his other arm comes up to wrap around her body. Blinking up at him, a sudden endearing look comes into the brunette's eyes before she utters softly. "..oh…Kyoji, I…." But then she becomes silent, shivering once. Keeping her close, Kyoji sighs as his eyes slip closed and he actually trembles, but only the slightest before he pushes it away and clears his throat. Leaning back he opens his eyes to look down at Nanako's sparkling eyes and heated face. "….say something… please, say something…" the younger woman utters, moreso for his eyes to see than his ears to hear. _Something? …What is it on my mind to say?_ Squinting alittle nervously, Kyoji stays silent. _I guess I might as well. What other chance will I have? Not many more…_ "…I love you, Nanako." Her eyes growing wider at the words, Nanako seems almost thrown into shock for a moment before a sound of happiness leaves her and her face breaks into happy tears as she all but dives her face into his chest. Blinking once, Kyoji seems to relax. Closing his eyes he sighs and holds her tightly again. _..I said it… I actually said it… I wonder… just how long… Eh, I know about how long._ "…I thought…. I thought……you hated me…" She utters tearfully, nuzzling in his arms as wetness seeps through his shirt onto his skin. "…No, Nanako." Kyoji slowly shakes his head. "I have… loved you for years, and the only reason I pushed you so hard, was because I wanted the best for you." _And because you didn't remind me of _the_ Nanako, so maybe I held it against you alittle bit… but… after she came to me in my dream, I guess I opened my eyes alittle more and saw how alike you two really can be sometimes._ "I love you, too….." Is her only answer as she snuggles more in his arms, quickly calming her tears. "I can't believe it… I…just can't believe it… I'm dreaming! It's just a dream, and I'll wake up, and you'll be yelling at me for falling asleep during training!" She suddenly whines out, gripping his coat tightly to her, jumping when he pinches her in the ribs. "_OW!_ What was that for!?" "You said you were dreaming…" He answers back with a slow smirk. "I wanted you to make sure, first." Blinking up at him again cutely, she says not a word as she nuzzles her face into his neck, gripping his coat tightly still. Kyoji's smirk doesn't disappear, instead he only holds her tightly, his hands rubbing over her bare shoulders as he lets his eyes slip closed. Shivering again, Nanako all but coos before she quickly becomes silent, biting her bottom lip against the sound before she swallows and sighs. "…Oh, Doctor… I don't know what to say…" Lowering his eyes as his face becomes more serious, he looks down at her and says simply. "…Don't say anything. Just…" closing his eyes lightly he leans down, drawing her into a deep kiss. Blinking her eyes wide, Nanako starts to pull away in her own innocence before she whimpers softly and slowly closes her eyes. _…my first kiss……_ The doctor's hands gently trail down Nanako's back and then back up to her shoulders as he lets his tongue play, almost commandingly against her own; already asserting his dominance. Whimpering louder against the feeling, Nanako trembles, her chest pushing tighter against the man as she submits to him easily, suddenly seeming smaller in his arms. Becoming alittle more daring, Kyoji's fingers slip underneath the straps on her bikini top, running up to her shoulders before he 'accidentally' drops them down her arms, partially exposing the brunette woman's large breasts to him. Gasping against the kiss, Nanako's eyes flutter open before she moves her lips from his and blushes slightly. "I'm sorry!" Before moving to pull it back up again. Stopping her hand, Kyoji still smiles, though somewhat darkly. "Don't apologize…" Taking the strap from her he lowers it again. "…This could be the start of something fun, Nanako…" Blinking with innocent eyes up at the doctor, the brunette only utters in her naiveté. "What do you mean?" Raising a brow, Kyoji stares at the younger woman a moment and then grins more as he reaches around behind her, and almost effortlessly unclasps the top. As it comes free, he squints deviously. "There…" Jumping and covering her chest, Nanako suddenly whines out loud, closing her eyes tightly before she screams. "Doctor Kyoji! What are you doing!?" Seeming nonplussed by her reaction, Kyoji only raises a brow. Then he smiles and chuckles alittle. "Why are you so nervous around me, Nanako?" Blinking shyly, she only murmurs. "…It feels… different… I've been naked in front of you before, but…not like this!!" Grinning slowly he reaches up a hand to brush her face. "Don't let it get to you…" Whining loudly, Nanako lets her bottom lip quiver as she whines. "But…! …It's perverted…!" Sighing softly, Kyoji raises a brow, then glances to the clock before smirking softly. "It would pass the time until dinner…" Looking up at him with questioning and innocence, she only asks softly. "…Do you really want to…?" "Yes, Nanako." He answers back softly, still looking down at her almost urgently. Nibbling her bottom lip with a sigh, the brunette slowly lets her arms drop away from her chest, letting her large, E-cup breasts bounce into view. Blinking slowly as he looks them over, Kyoji squints and smiles before moving his half-gloved hands down to cup them both, groping slowly. "…Hm, they really are… pretty nice." Whimpering as her blush grows deeper, Nanako looks down shyly, her eyes squinted shut tightly. "Oh……..!" Leaning down alittle lower, Kyoji nudges her head back and closes his eyes as he kisses along her neck, still groping her breasts. His thumb and forefinger take hold of her nipples and he begins pinching them softly. Calling out in pleasure, the younger woman cringes almost shamefully as she tilts her head back, panting softly in her own rising passion. "Kyoji…! …o-oh Kyoji…." The doctor only groans gently as he works quickly down over her upper chest, using one hand to push up her left breast he takes her nipple into his mouth, groaning deeply at the taste as his tongue swirls over the flesh. "Kyoji!" Nanako squirms against the man, throwing her head back as her hips start moving in a sensual movement against his hip. Shifting slightly, to help rub his leg more into Nanako's crotch, the blonde man clutches her right breast tighter as his teeth sink in lightly to the skin. Calling out softly, the smaller girl shudders and cuddles against him. Her hands timidly move over his back as her hips move against his leg. "..Kyoji…! Oh… I'm getting so….wet…" Kyoji says nothing as he suckles harder. Closing his eyes as he presses her tits together, taking in both nipples at once. He groans against her skin and sucks them deep into his mouth. Nanako yells louder as her hips buck harshly against his leg, her body tingling as she whimpers. "Yes, Doctor…! Oh, it feels so good!" Returning his leg up against her crotch, Kyoji bites down gently into Nanako's nipples, tugging at them with his teeth as his tongue flicks back and forth across them both and he groans again, almost in pain at his own arousal. "Doctor Kyoji…! I… I want…s-something… but I don't know what…!" The younger woman coos, shuddering as her wetness finally seeps through his pants onto his skin. Squinting deviously, Kyoji chuckles to his own mind as he lets one of his hands come away, and slide slowly down her body, up under her skirt. "You want me to touch you, Nanako?" Pressing firmly against her cunt he lets out a groaning growl. "…Here?" "Ahhh! Yes!" She calls back, raising her pantied cunt against his fingers. Grinning alittle more, Kyoji almost purrs feeling her wetness against his hand. He squints slowly and chuckles as he rubs his fingers firmly against her cunt, his eyes flick closed and his mouth wraps around her nipple again. Panting as she wriggles and squirms, Nanako tilts her head back again as her legs spread for him and a shy hand slowly moves down, pushing her panties away from her sopping cunt, giving the blonde easy access to her hot insides. Feeling this, Kyoji groans in appreciation as his index and middle finger slip shallowly into Nanako's virgin cunt. Feeling her tightness and wetness, he takes a sharp breath and grins alittle more. "You're such a sexual little creature, Nanako." Wincing softly at the slight breaking, the young brunette turns almost starry eyes up to him. "K-…kyoji…." Smiling to her in an actual gentle grin, Kyoji closes his eyes and leans down, kissing her deeply as he pulls his hand away, and starts to undo his pants. Groaning against the kiss, Nanako only sighs contentedly, reaching up her arms to hold him against her. Reaching down inside his boxers, Kyoji slowly pulls out his fully hardened cock, rubbing it gently against Nanako's slit as he lets his tongue slip deep into her throat, his other hand wraps around her back, holding her tightly. Whimpering at the feel of his girth, Nanako's head quickly pulls away and it all but hides under his chin as she whines fearfully. Smirking slowly, Kyoji chuckles a moment. "Don't worry so much, Nanako… I'm not nearly ready yet… unless.. you don't think you can go without much longer." "..I… I don't know…" The large breasted woman whimpers naively, putting two shy fists to her mouth. Smirking softly, Kyoji squints up at her and chuckles alittle. "…I want you to relax, Nanako…I'm going to get you ready…" Closing his eyes, he tilts his head, nudging hers aside to dig his teeth shallowly into Nanako's neck. Keeping his hand on his rod, the older man slowly begins rubbing up and down her virgin slit, already able to feel the extra warmth and tightness. Whimpering, the young woman tilts her head back with a moan as she shivers and trembles nervously. "B-But Doctor Kyoji! It'll _hurt_!!!" "Nanako…." Kyoji sighs and shakes his head slowly. "You're very resilient… you can survive any operation… not only that, but…" Brushing a hand across her cheek he smiles. "It'll only hurt for a little bit… and then? You won't be able to get enough." Blinking once up at him, a slightly playful look comes to the brunette's face before she smashes a hand into his face and giggles shyly. "Pervert…!" Moving with her hand a moment, Kyoji blinks and raises a hand to straighten his glasses before his green eyes narrow coldly at Nanako, his nostrils flaring slightly as he watches her. Blinking again, more innocently this time, Nanako sighs and bows her head away shamefully before uttering. "Sorry, Doctor… I was only trying to lo—" "Stop." He says simply and when Nanako flinches, Kyoji sighs. "….You're growing up, Nanako. There was a day when, if I looked at you like that, you'd all but start cringing in fear. Of course, you know I would never let anything happen to you… now… but you didn't know that then, did you?" "…I knew… But I also knew that that didn't apply to harm caused to me by _you_… Or by people who you _told_ to do it…" She grumbles, tilting her head away. Raising a slight brow, Kyoji smirks softly. "I guess I have a slightly masochistic side…" "Ma-so…… Nani…?" Blinking in confusion, the woman raises a brow and blinks a few times. Smirking softly, Kyoji chuckles. "In other words… I think pain can be a turn on." Blinking again, Nanako's blush burns again before she pouts and tears enter her eyes. "…you…get turned…on…by…hurting me…?" "Oh, come on… Nanako. It can be fun…" He smirks a bit and squints gently. "And I'd never let you become seriously injured." Holding back her tears as her bottom lip quivers, the younger woman only whimpers. Smirking still, Kyoji raises two fingers to grip Nanako's chin, tilting her head back his eyes squint dominantly as his lips come right up to hers. "…Oh, quit your whining…" Before his eyes flick closed and he kisses her deeply again. Whining out loud, the woman blinks quickly before groaning in pleasure at the feel of his tongue against her lips, then her tongue. "mmmm…" Shifting again, Kyoji's taller form puts a presence to make Nanako feel even smaller still against him as his arms wrap tightly around her body, his tongue stretching deep into her mouth as he groans gently at the taste of her lips. Whimpering and groaning even louder, Nanako's hips buck gently against his, tingling at the feeling of his hardness bulging against her crotch. Shivering once, Kyoji grins and growls sensually against the kiss, returning her motion, his cock slowly rides up further into her slit, rubbing back and forth over her hole to her clit. Gasping at his erect member rubbing her wet insides, Nanako calls out, gripping him tightly. "O-Oh, Kyoji…!" "It's breaking alittle, isn't it Nanako?" He murmurs and squints gently. "Is this what you want..?" A small grin comes to his face as he angles his eyes up toward her. Rubbing against her still, the doctor swallows softly and shivers. "I don't know how much longer I can let you tease me like this…" Whimpering and arching, Nanako only cries out softly and grips him even tighter. "K-Kyoji…! I… I want it…!" "Alright…." The older man murmurs gently before reaching down to grip his cock, and gently work it up into Nanako's virgin hole. Cringing in pain, the brunette only sobs once as she hides her face into his shoulder, her tight insides seeping blood over his throbbing cock. Rubbing up and down her back, smiling softly, Kyoji kisses up her neck as he slowly eases her down onto his girth. "It's okay… it's okay… Take it easy…" Sniffling and not moving from her position, the younger woman says not a word as she trembles, trying her best not to cry. _..I'm…not a virgin anymore… Oh, Kyoji…_ Nibbling at the younger girl's earlobe, Kyoji groans deeply and closes his eyes as Nanako's blood runs down his cock, seeping onto his pants slightly as he starts to help her ride him. With her tight cunt wrapped around his cock, the doctor moans out loud and shivers slightly as he still grins, his mouth full of his nurse clone's ear. "Kyoji!" Nanako calls out as she finally bursts into tears, now clinging to the doctor's body as she trembles, her body tightening and loosening around him. "Kyoji, it hurts so _much_!" "You'll be fine, Nanako." Kyoji reassures her as he closes his eyes, keeping her close to him. He groans out loud again and begins to gently trail down her neck and chest. Whining softly as she nods, Nanako slowly moves her hips with his motions, sighing as the pain slowly starts to fade. "…D-Doctor Kyoji…!" "You feel _so_ good, Nanako." The doctor croons before letting his lips and tongue roll down her upper chest, until he finds the pert nipple of her left breast. Taking it into his mouth, Kyoji groans and nibbles gently. Shivering and moaning softly, the younger woman tilts her head back as she starts pushing harder against him. "Doctor..! Oh doctor… It…it's starting to feel really _good_..!" Closing his eyes, Kyoji says nothing, but focuses his ministrations on the young nurse's breasts, groping and sucking as he takes both nipples into his mouth, and presses his hips tight up against hers letting her ride him. Calling out loud, Nanako's face flushes a bit more as she rocks her hips, quick and hard against her new lover. "K-Kyoji! Yes! _Yes, __please!_" Kyoji groans out loud against the young brunette's nipples, nibbling just enough to mix in a slight pain with the pleasure as he begins thrusting back up against her, meeting each downward thrust onto his shaft. "I'm gonna burst, doctor!!" She suddenly calls out as her muscles start contracting and loosening around his length. "Doctor! _Doctor!!_" Pulling back a bit, Kyoji still gropes the younger girl tightly as he squints his eyes in slight restraint. "Yes.. do it for me, Nanako…" Whining in pleasure, the young nurse shivers and calls out before her juices wash through her, spurting down Kyoji's shaft. "_DOCTO~R!!"_ Grunting out loud, Kyoji wraps his arms tight around Nanako, lifting her up and around, smirking as he lays her on her back against the bed, kneeling over her with his rod still buried deep into her body. Yelling and moaning in pleasure, the brunette moves to her older lover's whim, lifting her legs slightly to accommodate him. "..Doctor Kyoji…that was…. Mmmmm…." Smirking softly, Kyoji squints in a typical way, reaching down to grip the young girl's ankles, and push her legs up. "I'm only getting started with you, Nanako." Before he resumes thrusting, deep and hard into her body. Calling out, Nanako's toes curl as her legs bend slightly. "Ahh! Kyoji! Doctor Kyoji!! Yes!" Shutting her eyes tightly, her back arches, making her breasts bounce up in his face. Moaning deeply, Kyoji's hands cup around Nanako's ass as he pounds her, bouncing the young nurse off the bed as his cock twitches and pulses. "Mmm, Nanako…" Screaming out, the brunette's hands reach up, digging into Kyoji's arms. "Kyoji, stop! I can't take it anymore!! It's too good!" Slowing steadily, Kyoji smirks alittle and starts to slide out. "Turn over, Nanako." Whining alittle as she wipes her forehead of sweat, Nanako whimpers as she does as she's told. "..But Doctor Kyoji! …I don't think I can take any more…." Laying his hand on Nanako's ass, lifting her up into a kneeling position on all fours, Kyoji only smirks. "Don't worry, Nanako. Just relax. Let me finish. You'll need the rest." Whimpering softly, she only nods, her cunt already tight in anticipation when Kyoji pushes deep inside her again, groaning for the tightness and the heated wetness. "Doctor Kyoji..!" The brunette woman calls out, tilting her head back as she pushes back against the man. Her ass bounces against his pelvis as she whimpers and whines loudly. Throwing his head back, Kyoji grunts and closes his eyes tightly, gritting his teeth. "Oh! Nanako… _Yes!_" Pounding deep into her body he shivers in restraint, narrowing his eyes at her as he smiles slightly. "I'm going to give it to you, Nanako… deep inside…" Whining once, the nurse can't help but yell in pain, calling out. "..I'm…going to burst again…!" "Yes… cum with me, Nanako…!" The doctor all but demands, forcing himself deep inside her again as his cock jumps, groaning loudly as he bursts… shooting deep, filling her hole up with his seed as she clamps down tight, her juices exploding back around him. Screaming out, the brunette trembles as she holds the man tightly within her, sobbing once before she murmurs. "…k-kyoji…" "Mmm… nanako…" He all but whispers her name, squinting his eyes gently as he brushes back her hair with his hand. Leaning down to kiss her deeply, his eyes flick shut. Moaning and whimpering softly, Nanako shivers once, her head turned awkwardly to be able to kiss him before her lips part from the doctor's and her head tilts to the side as she passes out. Breathing heavily, Kyoji blinks. "Nanako?" frowning in vague worry, Kyoji slowly slides back, settling to his side, he wraps her in a sheet before pulling on his clothes again, lifting her under his arms before starting out of the door. * * * Eating her lunch slowly, Nanako sits solemnly, looking down into her food. _…I bet the doctor's mad at me because I can't cook for him right now… I hope I hurry up and get better._ "I really miss your fish and radishes." Kyoji admits regretfully. "Space food just… doesn't seem to cut it." Turning his eyes to look at Nanako, Kyoji squints, but with concern behind his stare. "How are you feeling, Nanako?" "..Tired.. but I just need some more sleep, I'm sure…" She answers back, more than alittle unsure. Watching her silently a moment, Kyoji states bluntly as he looks down to his food again. "I'm going to monitor you while you sleep, Nanako. I feel it's important for me to know everything that is going on with your body at this time." Looking up from under his brows, he smiles oddly. "Nothing too uncomfortable. After all, you do need your rest." Frowning softly, the brunette just sighs. "…..it's not just a cold…is it?" "I'm just curious." Kyoji states, side-stepping slightly as he goes back to eating. Turning away from him, Nanako shakes her head. "..you're hiding something from me…" "No, Nanako." The doctor lies, though with an amount of finality in his voice. "Just eat. It's vitamin enriched and will help your immune system." Pushing the tray off of her lap, the brunette becomes stagnant, all but refusing to look at the doctor. Watching Nanako a moment, Kyoji squints and sighs, gritting his teeth before he puts down his utensils. "….Your genes carry a mysterious illness. The same illness that your mother died of. ….I've been trying to …cure you, your entire life." Biting her bottom lip, Nanako seems thoughtful before murmuring. "…..if you can't cure me…how long do I have with you…?" "I _can_ cure you. As a matter of fact; I already have." Kyoji states confidently, though he seems to be convincing himself as well. _I just don't know how well it will work, or how long it will take…_ "…then why am I getting sicker…?" She asks, looking at him with fearful, tearing eyes. Kyoji falls silent, looking down as he frowns lightly. "This is the ultimate test for you, Nanako. All your training, all the tests and operations… all of them.. have been to build you up to this point. ………….i don't know what more i can do…." He admits, looking down almost in shame as he closes his eyes, gritting his teeth. Closing her eyes, Nanako sniffles before all but begging. "…please…get in to bed with me and hold me…" Moving his own tray away, Kyoji moves silently without question to lay beside Nanako in the bed, laying behind he wraps one arm around her, holding to her securely. Shifting into his arms, Nanako dips her head down silently a moment, only seconds passing before Kyoji can feel droplets of water splash against his hands. "…I…don't want to die yet… I don't think you're ready…for me to die yet…" "You're not going to die, Nanako." Kyoji assures her alittle skeptically as he holds her close. "…I'm going to keep an eye on you… I'll make sure of it this time." "..This time?" She asks, turning her head around slightly to look at him questioningly. "……My father tried to cure your mother. I'm going to make sure it works on you, this time." Kyoji explains, holding the busty nurse close to him. Turning back a moment, Nanako shivers before turning in his arms, straddling over him as she murmurs. "…if something happens to me…and I don't get better…I want to have been…close to you…as often as I could have been…" Staring back into Nanako's eyes, Kyoji's own soften considerably more than the nurse has ever seen. Clutching her hand he slips his eyes closed, murmuring gently to her. "…I love you, Nanako…" Her eyes filling with tears, the younger nurse only nods and utters in response. "…I love you too, Kyoji…" Before she bends down, kissing him sweetly. Letting her lips linger only a moment, she lifts her head and smiles sadly as she asks him lovingly. "…please…let me feel one with you again, kyoji…" * * * Lying in a bed in Dr. Kyoji's office, Nanako's eyes remain shut, an oxygen mask over her mouth to help her breath as she rests, shivering every once in awhile. Watching a computer screen, just in front of Nanako, Kyoji squints but rubs his chin. _It's no longer spreading… but it's not getting any better either… Hm._ Looking past the screen to Nanako he studies her a moment. _No need to tell the others… yet. Though Satsuki is nosey enough…_ Whimpering once in her slumber, Nanako's eyes squint painfully before she shivers, then sighs, a few tears rolling down the sides of her face. Watching her worriedly, Kyoji turns back to the screen and begins typing in a few things. _…Maybe… I can find where it started. I don't know exactly what good it will do, but.. eh, maybe an opportunity will present itself._ * * * Pinning up a couple of X-rays of Nanako's torso onto a fixture on the wall, Kyoji turns to look at her still sleeping form before he goes back to the pictures. Rubbing his chin he squints a bit. _This isn't good… Damnit!_ Closing his eyes he takes down one of the X-rays and hangs his head. _….That's that, then… I have to tell everyone…._ Stepping away to an intercom on his desk, Kyoji presses a button. "This is Dr. Kyoji Ogami. Will the members of the Ogami Hospital please report to my office." One by one, the five enter the office and the buxom, blue haired Satsuki grunts. "I was in the middle of something impo—" But she stops when she sees the ailing nurse in her bed and blinks, stepping back. "What the hell…?" Frowning a bit, the old man beside her straightens his sunglasses. "You should know by now what this is, Satsuki." Looking up to Kyoji he utters a bit gravely. "How is she, Doctor?" Frowning deeper, Kyoji hangs his head and shakes it slowly. "Not good… I took a couple of X-rays and I've done a few tests… her system looks the same as the previous." Trembling alittle, he holds his head to hide his tears and adds. "Everything I've done… for the last two decades……" Lowering his own head, as they all seem to do, the old man utters. "How much time… does she have?" "….Hours… to days… she won't make it out of this week…" Kyoji murmurs back sadly. "…so she's really going to die…?" The young brunette man asks sadly, looking down at her from her bedside. Sinking into his chair, Kyoji only nods. "If you want to stay until she wakes up….if she wakes up… you should all probably say what you have to say now, and just hope she hears you." As the others crowd around the girl, Satsuki sighs and walks over to the doctor, seating herself on his desk. "So...what are you going to do once the love of your life is gone?" She asks in a mocking tone, though she can't hide the sadness in her voice. Glancing up at Satsuki, Kyoji squints a moment before looking away back to Nanako. Sighing gently he utters. "….Exist. There's no hope for Nanako anymore. Even when her mother died… my father had her. ….I'm not so lucky." "Hmm…" Becoming thoughtful, the purple haired woman asks simply. "Will you try to find someone else?" Looking up at her oddly, Kyoji frowns a bit but turns thoughtful. _Then again… it might not be too late…_ "Hm. You know, something just occurred to me, Satsuki…" Blinking slightly, Satsuki just frowns. "Why don't I like the sound of that.." Before she stops and states pointedly. "I didn't mean _me_, you know." Standing quickly he scoffs. "No, of course not." Stated as Satsuki moves off of the desk still staring in an odd manner. The light catches Kyoji's glasses, making them flash. "In an advanced stage like this, Nanako's body is useless…—" "That's a cruel way of putting the fact that she can't have sex anymore." The older woman scolds, frowning a bit deeper. "I'm not talking about sex, Satsuki. However, it may not be too late to clone another Nanako." Kyoji still grins and crosses his arms. "She isn't even dead yet, and you're already thinking of replacing her??" The brunette young man asks from Nanako's bedside, a surprised look on his face. Squinting at him, Kyoji grunts back. "What part of 'dying' didn't you comprehend? If I wait _too_ long, then she'll be gone forever. But if I harvest a couple of eggs now, there's still a good chance of her surviving!" Moving past the desk he adds bluntly. "Satsuki, you can help me." Frowning in confusion, her eyes suddenly grow wide before she waves out a hand. "_Hell_ no!" Stopping abruptly, Kyoji slowly turns back, looking at her. "You want to help Nanako live on, don't you? You're the only one who can. Have a heart, Satsuki." "I'm not going to help at the risk of loosing my body!" She retaliates. "She had a good long life if you add them all together…Find someone else!" She exclaims, wrapping her arms around her slim waist. "She can't remember any of those lives. And there is no one else…" Crossing his arms again, Kyoji tilts his head slightly. "Come on, Satsuki. We can do this my way, or your way… but I would _really_ like to do it your way." Squinting defiantly, she responds. "And what's your way exactly?" His glasses flash again and a slow, sly grin starts to spread across Kyoji's sharp features. A grin that clearly reads, maybe some chloroform and an emergency operation. Squinting her eyes, the violet eyed woman sighs before stepping up to him, uttering lowly. "..Do you _really_ want her to look anything like me? ...Besides…I'm not so pretty when you see me under my make-up…**which you ****never**** will**." She states the last a bit louder and more sternly. "Oh, I'm sure that just has to do with age." Kyoji grins still as he watches her, but she only grunts and shakes her head. "Hm. Oh well. I guess I'll just have to count on Nanako's DNA then." The doctor returns but then turns serious. "Still. Think that you're not just helping Nanako… but if we can find a way to trace that gene, we could find the cure to help anyone _else_ with this disease." "Who ever said I was a humanitarian?" Satsuki returns bluntly. "Maybe this is a lost cause, Kyoji. Your family has been working on this for _how_ long? …I hate to say it, but—" Putting his fist down against the table, Kyoji suddenly sneers as his eyes squint coldly. "If it were _your_ selfish ass on the bed, you'd want me to do everything I could! And you know something?? Nanako would have your clone if she could! What makes you too good to help someone who's _always_ done nothing but good!?" Starting a moment, Satsuki stops and looks off, wrapping her arms around herself before uttering softly. "..okay…I'll think about it…" Turning back to him, she utters carefully. "..But if I were you? ..Just incase… I'd think about dating around…or calling a clergy to get here incase she wakes up." "Just remember… we have a _very_ tight schedule." Kyoji utters back, letting his fist relax and settle against the table. "Kyoji! I think _Na-na-ko _is awake!!" The old witch woman calls out before she pokes the girl, making her jump slightly with a whining 'Ouch'. She then calls out again. "Yes! She's _defiantly_ awake!!" Blinking once, Kyoji turns quickly to stride to her bed. "Nanako.. How do you feel??" But she only shakes her head weakly. "..I can't feel my toes…" Taking her hand, Kyoji sighs but utters. "It's going to be alright, Nanako. We're all here for you now. We're all going to do whatever it takes to knock this out." "I'm not ready to die yet…" She whines with a sniffle before adding sadly. "…I'd miss you if I died…" "I'd miss you, too, Nanako. But try not to worry… everything is going to be taken care of." He assures her, not taking his eyes off of the girl for a second. Frowning slightly, she only asks sweetly. "Promise..?" "Promise." Sighing tiredly, the brunette girl nods before closing her eyes. "…good… i love you…doctor kyoji.." Bending down, Kyoji kisses her hand softly before uttering back. "I love you too, Nanako." Letting out a ragged breath, Nanako's hand lets go of the older blonde's as her body grows still and lax against the bed as a resounding flat line echoes through the room. Snapping his eyes up, Kyoji grits his teeth before letting Nanako's hand fall. Stepping around to the other side of the bed he hits a switch to power up the defibrillator before the old man cuts in. "Kyoji, that ain't gonna work! You're better off prepping for surgery now!" "I'm going to try at least!" The blonde man retaliates before pressing the two paddles to Nanako's body, making her jump and a small blip appear on the life-support before it falls again. "Damnit, Kyoji!" Satsuki calls before biting her lip worriedly. "I'll do it, okay?? .._Only_ for Nanako's sake.." "Don't give up yet!" The brunette man urges fearfully, looking to Kyoji expectantly. Glancing around the room again, Kyoji squints before looking down at Nanako. "One more time… then we'll prep for surgery." He states finally before pressing the paddles to her again, similar jump, similar blip before it drops again…before blipping again. Kyoji's heart skips a beat as well before he sighs and slacks with relief against the side of the bed, his eyes closed. After a few minutes, Satsuki takes a bit of a startled step back from the doctor before he feels a tap on his shoulder and a sweet, worried voice. "Umm… Doctor Kyoji? Are you alright?" Blinking once, Kyoji's eyes open and slowly raise up to the form of Nanako sitting up in bed. "That… depends… how do _you_ feel?" Smiling sweetly, Nanako pulls back the covers and moves to sit on the side of the bed. "I feel better than ever! …You were finally able to keep your promise.." She utters, looking down thoughtfully. Blinking again, Kyoji smirks and drops his head, his shoulders trembling a moment as his grip on the bed tightens. As most of the others back away from the bed, Satsuki clears her voice and smiles slyly. "Well, congratulations, Nanako…on two counts." Blinking and tilting her head, the brunette girl only asks. "Congratulations? …For what?" "Well…" She starts, walking down the side of the bed, her fingers dancing over the sheets. "For still being alive, for one." "And for two?" "Didn't you hear? Oh, right. You were asleep…" The purple haired woman smiles, glancing at the doctor. "Something the good doctor said." The smile on Kyoji's face suddenly disappears as he turns to glare almost maliciously at Satsuki who returns with an equally evil smile. Narrowing his eyes as Nanako asks. "What's that, Satsuki?" Before she can answer, Kyoji cuts in. "I only said _that_…" Quickly pushing back the sting from Satsuki's heel in the top of his foot he continues. "..if you pulled out of this… the first thing… that I would do… is get you to the Clergyman." Snapping her fingers, Satsuki grunts and sighs. "You took all the fun out of it, damn you.." Blinking back at Satsuki, Kyoji suddenly smirks again before standing straight, and shrugging before catching the squealing happy Nanako in his arms, raising his voice to speak over her as he returns. "…it's better that it comes from me anyway…" End file.

Misc. Anime/Manga, Romance, Sci-Fi

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Misc. Anime/Manga A doors decoration It was the dead of night. Sounds of crickets and other various nocturnal creatures were heard within high trees and low bushes. Shadows lurking around every corner from the moons dimmed light that beamed from the starry night sky above. Most of the towns population were either fast asleep or nerding it up in their homes at 1AM. But of course there's always that one person who enjoys the night life. Well actually he didn't particularly care for it. He was simply walking down the vacant streets of his home town, on his way home from a hard days work. The tall dark skinned man was clad in khaki pants and a dark blue polar with the logo of the store he worked at along with his name tag on the right breast pocket. The echo of his shoes tapping against the pavement was the only sound he heard. It was kind of peaceful tonight for him. He let out a calm breath of air and closed his eyes as he walked, his hearing focusing on the sounds of the night around him. It was then he heard the footsteps of another. They were much lighter than his and they sounded far away. He didn't think much of it until the footsteps started a pace so fast it was as if the person was charging right at him from behind. With a jolt the man spun around and jumped back. "WHO'S THERE?" he yelled, trying not to sound scared. His brown eyes darted all around in search for whoever was running at him. He gave a concerned look when he realized there was no one there. The footsteps had stopped too. Perhaps he was just hearing things? He shrugged and turned around to begin walking again. At last, he sighed. He reached his destination- his little beige town house jammed in the middle of two others. He pulled a silver key from his pocket that shined from the moon light. After unlocking the door he stepped inside of the dark home and flipped a light on. It flickered a bit before reaching its full capacity of a dim shine. He needed to change the light bulb. Making a mental note of that he closed the door behind him, slipped off his shoes and went to his bedroom. He kind of was happy that his bedroom was the first room to the right when you enter the house. It meant he could go to bed a lot quicker after long days like today. He didn't bother changing his clothes or brushing his teeth, it was Friday and he could do that tomorrow when he woke up. He flopped onto his bed and face planted into his pillow. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep. He was out within 3 minutes. 2:46AM. Jerry's eyes squinted at the clock on his nightstand. His ears perked as he heard sounds coming from his kitchen. It sounded like footsteps…was someone in his house? He slowly sat up and scooted off his bed. He listened. He heard the footsteps again and he was sure this time that someone was in his kitchen. Slowly he crept from his bedroom and down the hall that led to the kitchen. Pushing back all fears and theories he had in his head he moved forward in one fast swoop. He flipped the kitchen light on and grabbed a broom that was nearby. "I'VE GOT A BROOM AND I'LL USE IT!" He gritted his teeth and opened one eye(He had clinched them shut) to find once again, no one was there. Resting the broom against the wall he scratched his head. This was so weird, he thought. He sighed and turned around but it was then that his heart stopped completely for what seemed like an eternity. He was seeing it. It was there. Right in front of him. Just a few feet away at his bedroom doorway was the silhouette of a person. He watched as it moved into his bedroom. It disappeared behind the door frame and he blinked, regaining his heart beat. Bringing a hand to his forehead he swallowed hard. Was that for real? What the hell was it? Standing there for several minutes he just stared at the spot where that silhouette was. He almost expected it to come out of his room again. But it never happened. He listened for any strange sounds but all her heard was the sounds from his fish tank and his kitchen wall clock. Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Tick…tock. His eyes widen and his blood went cold. A hand. There was a small hand touching his back. Right now. Right here. Did he want to turn around and see who it was? Hell no! But he had to. And he did. He jumped forward away from the hand and spun around. No one was there. AGAIN. Jerry growled in detest. "What the fuck is going on?" he yelled. He stiffened his body when he heard, almost in response to his previous question, a series of giggles sounding almost like a small child. A ghost? No way. Jerry didn't believe in ghosts. No one in his family did. There had to be an explanation for this. He turned and ran for his room. He flipped the light on and slammed his door shut. Breathing heavily and beads of sweat falling down his face he stepped over to his bed and sat down. He needed to calm down and think. Maybe he was just tired or maybe he was dreaming? Behind the man who was busy occupied thinking, a dark shadow formed on the wall. A pair of small, skinny and deathly pale arms began to emerge from the shadow on the wall. One hand slammed onto the bed and gripped the sheets. Jerry felt this almost immediately and jumped from his bed. When he turned around he couldn't believe what he was seeing. The arms used the bed sheets to pull onto and what was being pulled from the wall was an ironically terrifying sight. Jerry's eyes couldn't blink and his heart was skipping beats. He could barely stand as he watched this horrific creature come out of his wall. Slowly a head emerged from the darkened wall. Light pink hair, sharp pointed and bent horns, skin as cold and pale as death. A girl. A very young looking girl pulled herself out of the wall and slowly rose up. Standing on his bed with her face hidden behind long pink bangs she made no other movements. Jerry stared. He couldn't even begin to think of anything that would explain this other then it was a ghost. A paranormal phenomena. His lips quivered as he tried to speak. His voice was shaky and there was so much fear in it you could practically touch it. "W-who are y-you? W-why…w-why are you hear?" The girl twitched at his words. She slowly tilted her head to the side and cracked her neck. She tilted it to the other side and more bone cracking noises were to be heard. A toothy grin formed on her face. Her teeth were razor sharp and jagged. Her arm lifted and she pointed directly at him. "I want to hang your face on your door. Don't you think your neighbors would find that lovely?" She chuckled and then busted into an insane fit of laughing. It echoed through his house. Before Jerry could even respond to this insane entity she jumped at him with lightning fast speed. His body slammed up against his bedroom door and he slid down until his bottom was on the floor. The girl wasted no time. She lunged her hand out and grabbed at his face. He began screaming- wait…what was going on? He couldn't scream. He couldn't make a damn sound! He widen his eyes when he realized he couldn't make a sound. He couldn't even breath! There was something deep in his throat and it was crawling up and out of his mouth. His eyeball shifted down and all he saw was black. A mess of black was coming out of his mouth. His entire body jolted as he felt her fingers dig into the skin of his face. He could feel the blood seeping out and trickle down his skin. She dug deeper and deeper. Then she pulled. She began to literally tear his facial skin right off his skull. The sounds of his legs kicking the floor, his arms failing to grab at her, his flesh being torn surrounded the room. Within seconds, she had successfully torn off the skin of his face. There was blood. So much blood. It was so unbearably painful that his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he fell into an unconscious state. The girls insane laughter was the last thing he heard. Jerry shot up from his sleep. He was drenched in cold sweat and his heart beat was off the charts. A dream? He looked around. It was daylight- 2:46PM to be exact. He shivered. What a horrible dream. To have his own face…he slowly lifted a hand up to his face and sighed with relief when he felt his skin was still there. He hopped out of bed and stretched. He then made his way to his front door and opened it. The morning paper was out on his porch- as it is everyday other then Sunday. He stepped out and picked it up. He took a few glances at the front page then looked up at his front door. The paper hit the floor within seconds. And shortly after so did Jerry's body. Blood gushed from his face and the skin was gone. Up on his front door was his face, nailed up into the wood. A series of childish giggles bellowed from the house and the front door closed. End file.

Misc. Anime/Manga, Horror

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Misc. Anime/Manga First Day and a Were-Cat "First day and a Were-Cat" Celeste had just moved out of the city of Bennentrum, into a small town located in Neventana, New Severity. Seriously, who moves in the middle of the school year, Celeste thought with a groan. In all honesty, Celeste had tried to convince her mother to stay back in Bennentrum. Sure, she had not the best memories in that city, but surely they had not been the worst. She fell out of bed – literally – with a groan. "I seriously don't want to go to this 'Elite School'," She said to no one in particular. A sigh was heard beyond the perimeter of Celeste's room. The door creaked open and the figure turned to look at her daughter lying on the floor, "At least it's not one with stuck up, snotty, brats, like the one's your brother got stuck with. Now, get ready for your first day." Celeste scowled at the mention of her brother, but went along with her mother's wishes. At least Brother isn't here anymore, she shivered and shut off any more thoughts about her brother AND her father because, certainly, any mention of her brother, brought up memories of her father, and vice-versa. As soon as Celeste's mother left, she – unwillingly – got up and trudged to the bathroom, already waiting to get the day over with. Her violet eye gleamed during the dark; she was, after all, a Vampire She turned on the lights and looked for her contacts; they were not for seeing, but for her colorless and violet eyes. Celeste panicked; she could not find them anywhere! Someone would definitely question her unusual eye color. "Mom, where did you put my contacts?!" she asked with a slightly panicked voice. "Celeste, I thought you bought the new pair?" her mother replied. "No, no, no, I couldn't go outside looking like a freak with purple eyes; I accidentally broke the old ones. That's why I asked you to buy a new pair." Her mother paused, "Oh," a few moments later, signaling she was thinking, and she said, " Just go to school without them, I'm sure no one will notice." Celeste sighed and mumbled to herself. "What was that?" "Nothing," replied Celeste She finished brushing her stomach-length, black, wavy hair with blonde tips, made sure to cover up her colorless eye with her bangs, and changed for her first day at "Severity High". "This is going to be a long day," muttered an irate looking Celeste. Celeste looked up at her school. It sure is big, she mused to herself. Celeste hurried inside the school grounds, in search of the counseling office, or a place where she could find her schedule. She noticed some stares coming her way, but she ignored them, they were all the same, judging her because of her punkish-look. "I wonder if I'd make any friends soon." She mumbled to herself. Celeste wore black knee-high boots and purple skirt, with a long sleeved black and purple striped shirt. People wouldn't think and judge me based off my clothes and how I look; it's amazing how wrong people can be, she thought with an inner laugh. She finally reached the counseling office with a few ten minutes until first period. Celeste looked around and found a lady sitting in her chair, behind her desk. "Anything you need, Missy?" the lady questioned. "Yes, I came for my schedule; I'm new here." Celeste replied as she took a seat. "Name" the lady asked. "Celeste Archer," replied Celeste. The lady typed for a second and printed out Celeste's schedule. "Here you go! Now, hurry on and skedaddle." Celeste giggled and stood up. "Thank you, Miss…" "It's 'Mrs. Viveros' and your welcome, Dear~." Celeste smiled at Mrs. Viveros and left to go to her 1st and 2nd period, English Language Arts and History, both are Honor Periods. 1st and 2nd period passes like normal, except Celeste located a different being in there with her, all throughout both periods. Why can't I detect what kind of being it is, Celeste asked herself. She kept thinking about it and finally let it go, at least for now. As she kept walking, she decided that her bangs should cover her violet eye, since it was easier to explain her colorless eye. She went into the bathroom and fixed her hair. Celeste went to 3rd and 4th period, which was P.E and Science. She took a look at her schedule. I have Math and then B lunch for my 5th period, Celeste thought. Celeste had felt the familiar presence of a certain being. What type of being are you, she mused during Math. B lunch had made it's was around the corner when the bell rang. Celeste hurried her way to the lunch line, ready to eat after a long day of strange looks and stares being sent her way. If they don't stop looking at me that way, I'm gonna bite them, she thought with an inward snarl. She bought her lunch and sat at an empty table, not really wanting to go somewhere they would judge her. "Hello!" chimed an overly happy, blonde headed girl as she sat across the table from Celeste. "Hey," she replied with a smile. First person to talk directly to me, Celeste chimed inside her head and smiled. She grinned even wider at that thought. "I'm Shawn," the girl said as she opened her food wrapper. "Celeste," replied Celeste. A little moment of silence passed when Celeste asked, "Not to be rude, but why did you sit here?" Shawn chuckled, "Have you seen the other tables," she pointed at the other, wild tables around them. "It's super noisy and I need a place to not think. Plus I saw you alone at your first day. I know how it feels. So, anyways, what's your next class?" Celeste thought a bit. "I think I'm a teacher assistant for… where is cns1?" "That's the counseling room. Oh and that's my next class too!" cheered Shawn. Celeste smiled; she finally had a friend for school. But will she accept me once she sees my eye and if she finds out I'm a Vampire, Celeste pondered. Celeste and Shawn talked a random conversation and the bell was about to ring. "Alright, let's go now so we can't be late for the next class." Celeste walked out the door when a foot tripped her. Celeste's fangs elongated; she had enough of this. She slowly got up on one knee and saw Shawn slapping a girl with short, brown hair. The brown haired girl left with her other friends. Shawn turned around to see Celeste with her fangs peeking out and her violet eye glowing. Shawn muttered out, "Vampire." Celeste blinked and quickly stood up and fixed her hair. She retracted her fangs and quietly asked, "You saw, didn't you?" "It's okay because," she then whispered, "I'm a Were-Cat." Celeste's eyes widened. No wonder she couldn't figure out what type of monster she was. Celeste had never met a Were-Cat. "Well then, let's get to next period." Shawn offered a smile. "Yeah," Celeste smiled back. The End * * * Anyways, Sorry to those who want more content. I'm SUPER busy. So busy you wouldn't believe! Plus, I got a mean review... Ahem I'm going to show it to you... _This is a typical Mary Sue story. "Jazmin Star", who not only has the most fluffy, sugary, sparkly name since Edward Cullen, gets "jumped" which sounds like you have no idea what it means, has an incredibly sad life, and thinks that everyone should know (and by that I mean that everyone should know that she had loving parents that get murdered, had no one, kids avoided her, couldn't talk to anyone, once again was "so alone", but kept smiling, cried when she was alone (when she has already told Yuki that she was always alone), lost her house, apartment, lived in the woods for a month-let's remember that Tohru wasn't there for a week-and then says, "Pretty sad, isn't it." So she has a horrible life, can't tell anyone for reasons unknown, and then dumps every juicy detail on Yuki at the first chance she gets? This has to be the worst Mary Sue. Jeez, the parody-fics are better. I feel like it's an insult to rape victims. She appears to have absolutely no emotional trauma afterwards, just tells them like it happens all the time, and is giggling over her freaking MAGICAL NECKLACE (what next, unicorns?) the next day. Finally? You could stand for a little originality in the plotline, since it's basically a retelling of Fruits Basket from the point of a more perfect, magical Tohru._ End file.

Misc. Anime/Manga, Friendship, Supernatural

Fanfiction

Misc. Anime/Manga Un gâteau pour un homme aimé **Série :** Katate ni Kenju Kokoro ni Hanataba wo **Couple :** Kaga Kunihiko x Nagase Haruhi **Disclamer :** Les personnages de cette histoire appartiennent à Reiichi Hiiro. Je les ai empruntés pour écrire cette courte fiction. Je ne fais aucun bénéfice dessus. **Un gâteau pour un homme aimé** La matinée était déjà bien entamée lorsque Haruhi quitta l'appartement qu'il partageait avec son compagnon Kaga Kunihiko. Ce dernier était parti depuis bien longtemps déjà, dans la nuit selon le souvenir de Haruhi. Mais il ne s'en inquiétait pas. Il savait que le travail l'avait appelé. Son amant l'avait prévenu qu'il devrait partir dans la soirée. Il lui avait aussi assuré qu'il serait de retour en fin de journée. Kaga était un tueur professionnel. Il exécutait des contrats, tuait des gens froidement sur demande. Haruhi l'avait appris de façon relativement brutale. Si cela l'avait pas mal secoué sur le coup, les évènements survenus par la suite lui avaient rappelé combien il tenait à cet homme, combien il se sentait bien avec lui. Une année s'était écoulée depuis ce drame qui les avait frappés. Ils étaient parvenus à reprendre une vie normale, comme si rien ne s'était passé. En plus de garder le secret de son amour pour Kaga, Haruhi conservait précieusement le fait qu'il soit un tueur. Avançant dans les rues, le jeune homme secoua doucement la tête puis laissa un sourire étirer ses lèvres. Il leva son regard vers le ciel pour suivre le vol d'un oiseau. Il s'arrêta un instant pour le suivre des yeux avant de reprendre sa marche. Haruhi avait pris une décision ce matin en se levant. Il voulait préparer une surprise pour Kaga. Il avait réfléchi à un cadeau à lui acheter mais ceci ne le convenait pas. Il voulait quelque chose qui vienne de lui, fabriquer son cadeau. La seule idée qui lui venue, était de faire un magnifique gâteau. Il avait passé un temps fou à chercher une pâtisserie dans ses livres. Finalement, son bonheur lui était apparu dans un magazine. Il avait trouvé un magnifique gâteau à la fraise. Il semblait être fait de crème, de chantilly et bien entendu de fraises. Il paraissait difficile à faire mais Haruhi était bien décidé à le réussir pour Kaga. Par chance, il n'avait pas classe ce jour-là, ce qui lui permettrait de mener son projet à bien. Décidé, motivé, il se rendit à l'épicerie la plus proche de l'appartement pour acheter les ingrédients nécessaires à la fabrication de ce gâteau. Il dut s'éloigner un peu pour pouvoir obtenir tous ce qu'il désirait. Ce fut les bras chargés qu'il retourna à l'appartement. Dès qu'il fut arrivé, il se dirigea directement vers la cuisine. Il déposa tous les produits puis saisit sa recette qu'il déplia soigneusement sur la table. Il se tourna pour se laver les mains avant de sortir les plats. Il prépara chaque ingrédient et se décida à les assembler. La première étape était la pâte qui servirait de base. Haruhi cassa donc des œufs pour en séparer le blanc du jaune. Il les battit avec force en ajoutant un peu de sucre. Ceci fait, il mélangea dans un autre plat n peu d'huile, du lait de la farine ainsi que de la levure. Il y ajouta finalement le blanc des œufs. Lorsque tout fut bien uniforme il versa le tout dans un moule qu'il plaça au four. Maintenant, il avait un peu de temps avant que la base du gâteau soit prête. Il laissa donc ses ingrédients sur la table en attente de la suite puis se dirigea vers le salon. Il ouvrit la fenêtre puis prit une bonne bouffée d'air. Son esprit vagabonda à nouveau vers son compagnon. Où était-il ? Que faisait-il ? Il était facile de répondre à la dernière question. Mais savoir où il se trouvait, était une autre histoire. Kaga ne lui parlait pas de ses missions. Il l'avertissait qu'il partait travailler, lui disait la date ou l'heure de son retour et c'était tout. Il ne voulait pas le mêler à des affaires qui pourraient lui attirer de nouveaux ennuis. Haruhi le comprenait parfaitement. Cependant, il devait avouer qu'il aimerait parfois qu'il lui parle un peu plus de son boulot. Un oiseau passa devant les yeux de Haruhi. Il le suivit du regard en souriant puis un petit déclic lui parvint. Sans hésiter, il se dirigea vers la cuisine et saisit un gant afin de sortir le gâteau du four. Il le déposa sur le plan de travail avant de l'observer attentivement. La base semblait réussie. Un sourire satisfait étira les lèvres du jeune homme. Il démoula soigneusement le gâteau sur assiette et le laissa là, refroidir tranquillement. Haruhi retourna donc sur le balcon, en attendant. Il baissa les yeux vers la route. Tout était calme. Kaga avait choisi un quartier tranquille pour vivre. L'immeuble, lui-même était paisible. Cela pouvait être angoissant par moment, surtout lorsqu'il était seul. Néanmoins, en temps normal, le jeune homme appréciait cette tranquillité. Il se sentait bien avec Kaga, dans cet appartement. Une légère brise froide le fit frissonner. Haruhi rentra dans le salon mais ne ferma pas pour autant la fenêtre. Il s'installa sur le canapé, observant toujours l'extérieur. Sans vraiment s'en rendre compte, il ferma les yeux puis s'assoupit. Combien de temps s'écoula ? Il l'ignorait… Mais lorsqu'il rouvrit les yeux, la nuit semblait être tombée, vu le rideau de ténèbres qui se dressait dehors. Une voix lui parvint, d'abord lointaine puis beaucoup plus clair, qui l'appelait. — Haruhi ! L'interpellé cligna des yeux puis porta son attention en direction de la voix qui l'appelait. Il cligna encore des yeux lorsqu'il reconnut Kaga, penché sur lui, le regard quelque peu inquiet. Kaga… Haruhi sursauta puis se redressa sur ses jambes, l'air paniqué. Il secoua la tête en fixant ce dernier comme s'il voyait un fantôme. — Kaga ?! — Qui veux-tu que ce soit ? » Demanda doucement le tueur. Son gâteau… il ne l'avait pas fini. Il s'était endormi là en attendant, et n'avait pas terminé son cadeau pour son amant. Sans un mot, Haruhi fila vers la cuisine et s'arrêta net à l'entrée. Il resta sans voix devant ce qui se dressait devant ses yeux. Son gâteau…. Il était terminé et posé avec soin sur le plan de travail. Comment était-ce possible ? Haruhi ne se souvenait pas l'avoir terminé. Il savait juste qu'il s'était arrêté après avoir sorti le plat du four. Comment avait-il pi se terminer tout seul ? Ou bien quelqu'un l'avait fait pour lui ? Ce ne pouvait pas être Kaga… Il portait encore son manteau sur lui, ce qui signifiait qu'il venait juste de revenir. Donc quelqu'un d'autre était entré dans l'appartement pendant qu'il dormait. Hélas, il ne connaissait personne qui ait eu le temps de venir. — Tu as un souci Haruhi ? » Demanda Kaga en se serrant contre son jeune compagnon avant de remarquer le gâteau. « C'est toi qui a fait ça ? » — Hm… Je n'en suis pas certain. — Comment ça tu n'en es pas certain ? — Je ne me souviens pas l'avoir terminé en fait. Haruhi était persuadé de ne pas l'avoir fini. Il n'était pas vraiment sujet à des pertes de mémoires. Il savait qu'il s'était endormi sur le canapé. Comment aurait-il pu le terminer ? A moins d'être somnambule. Il sentit Kaga se détacher de lui pour s'approcher de l'œuvre. Il prit doucement une fraise sur le dessus et la goutta avec la chantilly qui recouvrait le gâteau. — Hm… C'est délicieux. — Vraiment ? — Oui. » Répondit le brun avec un sourire. Le regard de Haruhi s'illumina et il en oublia cette étrange histoire. Il s'avança dans la cuisine puis sortit un couteau pour couper deux parts qu'il posa dans deux assiettes. Il en tendit une à son amant qui la prit avec un fin sourire. Kaga glissa sa main libre sur la taille du jeune homme puis l'attira à lui. Ses lèvres se scellèrent aux siennes dans un baiser passionné. Les séparant, il l'observa avec douceur. — Merci pour cette surprise. Haruhi sourit à son tour puis posa sa tête sur l'épaule de Kaga, oubliant définitivement cette histoire de gâteau se terminant seul. Occupé à manger et à discuter, aucun des deux hommes ne vit Shirou, leur ami, quitter l'appartement, un fin sourire satisfait sur les lèvres. _Fin_ End file.

Misc. Anime/Manga, Romance

Fanfiction

Misc. Anime/Manga Filaments of Ruin I'm always inspired by insane characters~ I was actually writing this at the same time as Love:Score, even though the stories are very contrary. I hope the german parts aren't too confusing; I tried to keep it simple. Translations can be found at the bottom. Please enjoy! :) * * * Zera can barely see as he steps down the staircase to the club's secret base; the room being entirely cast in darkness. Various pipes and metallic wreckages adding an eerie feel to the atmosphere, the black-haired boy looks around himself as he arrives at the bottom of the stairs. Readjusting his glasses with a fingertip, he takes in an unknown, yet familiar, smell. With his next step, his black eyes widen ever so slightly as the underside of his shod foot makes contact with a squishing substance. Averting his eyes downward, Zera finds himself standing in a pool of blood. Inhaling deeply, his pupils trace the macabre pattern that is scarcely remarkable in the darkness; only the reflection of the few rays of moonlight, which make the red liquid shine strangely vibrant, enable him to make it out. A star. "Jaibo?", the leader of the Hikari Club calls out, in the direction of something resembling a shadowy figure hiding behind a pillar. Next to it, a hand apparently belonging to a woman's dead body concealed in the very same darkness, can be seen. "Kyahaha~", the laughter echoes throughout the basement. "Ich habe auf dich gewartet, Zera." Stepping forth from behind the pillar, the trivially shorter boy with long bangs covering part of his feminine features and a broad smile decorating his face, looks at his Führer in something that could most possibly be called anticipation. The reaction of his obsession; praise. But even so, the other boy remains silent. Merely gazing at his subordinate with eyes harboring nothingness; apathy. "Isn't it beautiful? I have done it just for you~", licking the silver scalpel in his hand, the dark orbs of the shaded boy narrow while his grin turns to that of sinisterness. "What is the meaning of this?", straightening his collar, Zera asks without ever breaking the contact of their sights; nor changing his emotionless expression in the slightest. "Zera...", splattering the blood on the ground with each step, Jaibo advances toward Zera; until he is standing right in front of him. "A stage befitting for an emperor", leaning close to the other's ear, he continues, "With this, Zera can spend the night with me amid the symbol of our glory~" Before pulling away, he adds in a daring manner while taking off the other boy's black cap, "What does Zera say?"; leering at him. Closing his eyes, a poised smile becomes apparent on the roseate lips of the taller boy as he flattens a few disheveled hairs with his gloved palm. "Excellent as always, Jaibo." "Kyaha~ Zera is making me so happy", stashing his knife away, Jaibo's frail fingers reach for the buttons of the boy's uniform's collar; undoing them one by one. As if to possess the scent of the other, he buries his nose in the crook of the freshly exposed neck joint, while his nimble fingers are unbuttoning the remaining knobs. Gliding his hands along the chest and up to the slender shoulders, he pushes the garments off the frame. While Zera pulls the white gloves displaying the black star off his hands, Jaibo is already taking care of his pants. Tugging them down the immature hips and buttocks, along with the underwear, they are being discarded atop the uniform's jacket outside of the pool of claret; neatly layered, just as Zera likes it. His view catching attention of the semi-erect member, Jaibo smirks as he decides to ignore it for now; while progressing to kneel on the floor, in order to untie the shoelaces and take off the matching pair, along with the short socks. Elevating the pallid foot off the ground, Jaibo's lips connect with the upper side; Zera smiles in complacent vanity. Even though Jaibo's pants are drenched in red now, it doesn't make plenty of a difference, since his outfit was already sprinkled with blood prior to it. After placing the shoes tidily in front of the stairs, knowing full well how much awareness Zera pays to such things, Jaibo gets up to hurry with removing his own clothes; though, in a much more uncaring way. He simply casts them aside at the nearest place; allowing his leader a precise glance at what both of the thirteen year old boys consider beauty. "Du bist schön", these complimenting words fill Jaibo's heart with joy; he can't get enough of being appreciated by the only person he ever developed love for. Nor of the gentle fingers that were cupping his rosy cheek now; as if to engrave the outlines of his face into the other's memory for all eternity. Smiling with a hint of mischievousness, the shorter boy places his palm upon the other male's hand, before intertwining their fingers. Tilting his head, he lets part of his strands fall over his face. As if to guide Zera, Jaibo is the first to step into the layer of crimson. Not letting go of the hand, his bare feet come into relation with the red carpet. Intrigued, the other boy follows him. The blood spreading below his every step and plastering to his feet, saturating his pigmentation like an imprint of their sins, Zera reaches the mid of the star. Without words, they descend into the commending scarlet mirror. Laying down on his back, Zera allows the soft surface to embrace him. Their junction not being broken yet, Jaibo hovers over him; infatuated, taking in the perfection of the other for what feels like an endless summary of moments. Gracefully sliding down the boy's body, Jaibo leans close to the semi-erect flesh. Tucking some fibers of his loose hair behind his ear, alike to making this act more erotic and teasing the other boy with his superficial feminity, he wraps his palm around which was presented in front of him. Sticking his tongue out, he licks the tip. Being accustomed to this by now, he easily finds his rhythm after taking the warmness into his mouth. His long, black eyelashes accentuating his natural charm, Jaibo closes his eyes as he succumbs to the accommodation. However, even though he feels Zera harden under his touch, when he opens his eyes again he realizes that said boy's expression has barely changed; his excitement already dimmed down. Laying there as if in thought, Zera feels so distant. Curling up his fingers inside his unoccupied palm, Jaibo tries to suppress his jealousy. "_Not even with this, I..._" He retracts his mouth, but keeps stroking the erection lazily. "Zera never seems to fully enjoy himself", looking up at the other boy with a contrived pout, Jaibo's attempt for attention fails yet again. "_I want him to look at me. Only at me..._", pondering for a second, he quickly comes up with a new idea. "Does Zera want to experience more pleasure?~" Without even bothering to look at his lover, since apparently the ceiling is more interesting, Zera flatly replies; withholding any trace of curiosity, "What do you mean?" "Leave everything to Jaibo! Kyaha~", with this, the black-haired boy gets up and heads to the other end of the hideout in a joyous manner; not caring about the splashing of blood caused by his running. After just a short moment, the nude boy returns. Zera tenses almost unnoticeable when a cold, wet object is being drawn along his chest. Raising his head, his eyes enlarge as Jaibo chuckles at him; holding a squashed Litchi fruit between his thumb and index finger, licking it as to catch the falling drops of sweet juice. A small basket with additional fruits is now placed next to them. "Litchi...?" "_Lili_-Litchi~", Jaibo induces Zera's amusement with the remembrance of their first kiss amidst the Litchi grove. Lingering above the boy, Jaibo applies the fruit's pulp on one of the other's nipples; squeezing it, before bending down and poking his tongue forth in order to lick the translucent fluid that had leaked out, until his tongue associates with the pink bud itself. Nibbling and twisting it. Much to his dismay, the reaction he yearns for still cannot be seen; as Zera's respiration insignificantly hastens. Hiding his disappointment; Jaibo thus reaches for another fruit and peels it. Stretching his arm out over Zera's face, he trickles the forced out drops of juice into the cavern which was the parted lips of his lover; the sweetness flowing into the depths of his throat. Jaibo's eyes follow as the excess liquid runs down the corners of the mouth and, eventually, down the jaw and neck of the pale body. Captivated, he bows down; tasting the alluring mixture of sugar and saliva, he kisses the lips which seem to be inviting him. Albeit somewhat indifferent, Zera allows this; even going as far as to open his lips more so their tongues can sinfully touch one another. Jaibo smiles at the attentiveness he desires and finally seems to receive. Due to his other hand being loosely clasped around the erection of his leader, to ensure he doesn't lose interest, Jaibo notices how the flesh stiffens. Uncomfortably shifting his own position, not being given permission to please himself, a notion seems to come to him yet again as their bodily link is broken; only a string of transparent saliva connecting them now. Moving the Litchi he's still holding down the abdomen of the young boy, Jaibo teasingly drags the fruit along the fully-erect length; calling forth a low _Ngh_ from the throat of the other. This, however, is just the beginning of his plan. Not stopping there, he traces the line of tender muscles from the balls to the small, puckered hole. The pre-cum rolling downward the sensitive flesh unifies with the juice of the forbidden fruit. Circling the pink-hued entry, he watches Zera's response closely with an unforgiving smirk on his alabaster face. Quickly realizing what his lover is intending, Zera props himself up on his elbows; the cursed blood dripping from his hair and back. "Impossible! Such a lewd act of frivolousness can never be allowed!", preparing to get up, he uses his hand as support; but Jaibo grabs his wrist. "Zera is pure. This fruit is the symbol of our purity. How could this Litchi do anything but glorify your perfection?", the words decorated with the smug look on Jaibo's countenance, make Zera halt in his original action of leaving, "With this Litchi, the manifested tool of our holy path to world domination and eternal youth, anything that could possibly be considered a lewd act, will be purified. Therefore, if Zera and I are together, it will be a conveyance of our superior conception." Zera's eyes are wide now; gazing right through his lover in deep thought. Almost enlightened. Turning his head a few inches, Zera's focus is now on Jaibo who is taking off his leader's glasses; cupping his cheek. "So will Zera let me have him?" Vigorously reaching into the basket, Zera grabs a handful of Litchis. Protruding his arm dignifiedly, he squishes the small orbs. Guiding his hand over both their bodies, he permits the juice to stream down his arm and onto their stomachs and erections; covering all of it in a sweet layer of deluding ideals. "With this, our light will shine and erase all vileness! All acts that could be portrayed as shameful and adultly, if anyone else was to indulge in them, will be hallowed by our noble cause! This is what truly separates us from those disgraceful humans!", just as he finishes his exclamation, he finds hungry lips on his own, and whispers between kisses that are muttering, "Smart...So smart...Zera..._My_ Zera...", along with greedy hands that push him onto his back while touching his body anywhere they are able to reach; coiling around one another. Much to Jaibo's surprise and delight, Zera seems to be a lot more committed now; as signalized by him immersing his fingers in the raven strands of the other boy, pulling him closer in a rough manner that sends jolts of excitement through Jaibo. He's fascinated. Zera, who is coated in blood now, spreads the sanguine color onto his lover like a disease that will eventually kill the both of them. This is the first time Jaibo actually sees Zera breathing heavily; usually, he represses any hint of emotion. The swollen lips and bits of ruby added inbetween the black threads of silky hair, overwhelm Jaibo by sheerly looking at the beauty. "_I want him...He's mine..._", but even so, he holds back; wanting to extend this for as long as he can. "Unser Geheimnis", the club's leader whispers as he stares at the person above him; his brilliant eyes showing the reflection. "Unser Geheimnis", Jaibo complies; smiling. Jaibo places his hands at the inner sides of the other boy's slim thighs, applying enough force on the hot skin to spread them so he can settle himself inbetween them. Even though Jaibo hopes for Zera to blush, there isn't the faintest hint of him doing that; but he hasn't given up yet. "Kyaha~ Each and every single part of the emperor is beautiful~ Zera is so perfect", retrieving a Litchi from the basket, he puts it at the entrance, pressing against it, "Of course your insides are just as beautiful~", until it slips in; the walls of flesh clenching around his finger when he shoves the fruit in as deep as his digit reaches, while Zera exhales a sharp breath. "Zera feels so nice and soft~", retracting his finger, Jaibo looks at the clear substance for a moment, before twirling his tongue around it and taking it into his mouth. Indicating that he likes the taste, he drops down and positions his unfolded fingers at the joints between legs and abdomen; using his thumbs to widen the hole, he pushes his tongue inside. Feeling the wetness fill him up, Zera gasps; an ever so weak tint of pink adorning his cheeks now. "_So sweet..._", like he's trying to reach the fruit, Jaibo pokes his tongue further in; sucking the fluid that has been squeezed out of the Litchi and is now readily waiting for him within the other boy. The twitching of the boy's member proves to Jaibo that his leader is enjoying this. When the tip of his tongue barely touches the fruit, causing it to intrude not even a mere inch deeper into the tissual softness, Jaibo's own erection starts throbbing as Zera lets out a moan. Leaking pre-cum, Jaibo knows he won't have much more time; his willpower fading, he withdraws. Preventing as much physical contact with himself as possible, to avoid coming too soon, he locates his groin at the taller boy's rear; hoping that he prepared adequately for his hardness to glide in. "_It should go in..._", but when he keeps pushing forward, his lover distressingly scraping his backside against the cemented surface, he realizes it won't be this easy. Every time Jaibo tries harder, the entrance shuts tighter; rejecting him. "_What are you doing...? It won't work like this. I guess your genius isn't sufficient to take away your fear, my beloved Zera_", albeit his conclusions are spot on, even making it seem at times as though he's supreme; Jaibo would never openly criticize his sagacious emperor. Disrespect cannot be permitted; Zera would evaluate it as betrayal. But right now, the feeling of rejection echoes inside his mind. He flinches. "Zera, please try to relent", Jaibo says with care, but that doesn't hinder him from arousing Zera's irritation, "You dare to berate the emperor? Know your place!", the Führer casts an invading glare at the shorter boy; no sign of hesitation within his narrowed eyes. Jaibo knows very well that if he invokes Zera's anger, he won't be exempt to the rule; he will be executed just like the others were. However, there's something else he knows; the way to mend Zera. He grins deviously. "My place is by Zera's side, for all eternity just like we promised, isn't that so? Kyaha~ I just want to be with Zera", letting his thin fingers trail over the other's legs in an effort to make him loosen up, he continues, "Please allow me to." It seems to work. To make sure, Jaibo bends forward and strokes Zera's cheek, before using his manicured fingers to gently lift his flickering eyelid; darting his slick tongue out, he drags it across the sensitive globe, as a means to calm him. The second it relates, Jaibo becomes aware of Zera shivering beneath him and his mouth opening ever so slightly. Perceiving no more wrath nor objection on the taller male's face, he draws back with a wry smile. Taking his own erection into his palm, Jaibo then bites his tongue for it to fill his orifice with the strong taste of metal; entailing enough of a distraction to preclude him from coming as he forcefully enters the lithe body. A trail of blood running down the corner of his parted lips, he groans. Zera, clawing his fingernails through the composition of cruor on the ground, is fighting with himself. He knows that the sharp pain he felt and the sudden stinging must mean that his skin tore. What earlier supplied him with enjoyment, the fruit embedded deep within him, is now causing him an unpleasant pain. Albeit his lover is still a child, he feels like he has been cut open and impaled; his own intestines being violated. There's also an entirely different matter which upsets and disgusts him; the hot crimson flowing down his butt cheeks is now mixing with the lowlife's plasma on the dyed floor. He feels like puking. Covering his mouth, Zera keeps in the feelings of revulsion; instead, he attempts to enjoy it. Jaibo hasn't moved ever since he entered the other boy, what felt like a long time; but actually it was just a moment. "Move", Zera urges through the clasped hand. His toes curling up, it's tricky for him to find a steady position on the slippery surface. Glancing with disbelief at his lover, Jaibo knows very well what he is thinking. He's aware that Zera wants to find pleasure; and he wants to make his emperor's desire come true. He isn't so selfless as to ignore both their wishes just because Zera is in pain. He will destroy anyone standing in their way; even if it is Zera himself. "_I gave him this name, this identity; he's mine. I will show him that I'm the only one he needs...I will make him forget about anyone and anything else...!_" Zera comprehends the withdrawal of the hardened length as a spiked blade; and much too soon for him or his body to handle, it's being inserted all the way again. Ripping the flesh more as the thicker part, close to the base, is penetrating him. His throat hurts; for is he suppressing the tears swelling up in the heavy corners of his eyes. Sniffling, the boy tries to stop his nose from running; but he fails. "_Welch eine Erniedrigung..._" Turning his head to the side, his cheek is getting imbued with the cold blood. His back ponderous with dry gore sticking to it, it feels as though he's being attracted to the ground; the itchy sensation driving him mad, while the other boy is moving his hips. "_My Zera is crying...Crying because of me...I'm the only person in this world who is able to draw forth such a cute and vulnerable side of him. I'm special. Which means that, right now, I'm the only who exists to him; his thoughts and body, consumed by me_", Jaibo is staring at Zera, through hollow eyes that don't seem to be his own, "_I love him so much...I want him to always think of me...Does this mean, that if I kill him here and now, he will die, thinking of me? No one will be able to take him away from me; he will be mine for all eternity. So maybe I should just..._", akin to being in trance, he moves his hand across the vivid carpet; his fingertips getting a hold of the metallic object hidden in the pocket of his disposed pants. "Touch me", the weak but demanding voice stalls Jaibo in his every movement. Blinking, his eyes are meeting the intense glance of the other boy. In lieu of proceeding with his action, Jaibo takes the squirming genital into his palm; his balls making contact with the rear of his lover, he thrusts fully in. The mushy Litchi providing the needed extension for him to hit the other's sweet spot, the bundle of nerves that sends rushes of pleasure through him, he moans as the burning tightness devours him; suddenly feeling a grip on his lower arm, Jaibo is able to listen to a delicate cry as the boy underneath him flings his head back. The hand leaving marks on his arm, equals to a grasp that retains him in reality; the reality they seemed to have lost hold of long ago. "_Zera..._" "_I don't want to lose you..._", realizing this simple, honest wish; his lips begin to tremble. Biting harshly down on them, a new stream of red runs down the boy's mouth. Freeing his captivated arm, Jaibo grabs Zera's hand; twining their fingers together. Clawing acrimoniously, they sink their nails into each other's flesh; tearing away the first few layers of raw skin. As the warm blood flows down their limbs and drips onto the floor, they share one last kiss before conjoining their existences. "_Ich liebe dich._" * * * Translations: Ich habe auf dich gewartet = I have been waiting for you Führer = Leader Du bist schön = You are beautiful Unser Geheimnis = Our secret Welch eine Erniedrigung = What a humiliation Ich liebe dich = I love you End file.

Misc. Anime/Manga, Horror, Romance

Fanfiction

Misc. Anime/Manga 1. Chapter 1 _**A/N:** Hello, peoples! I decided that I would try something different. This oneshot HAS a lemon, therefore it has sexual content; just wanted to give a heads-up to those who don't like to read such stories. And i tried to make the lemon so it fit in with the story and not seem out of place. I hope I did a good job with that. Most of the story IS sad, but it actually ends on a happy note. Please read and don't forget to review afterwards! =D I want to know what you thought of my oneshot. ^^_ _Anyway, please enjoy the story._ * * * Shirotsuki Akaryu looked fruitlessly throughout the dark forest. He began to panic; what, or rather who, he searched for was nowhere in sight. Suddenly, he could feel her presence, but something was… off… "Hazel!" he called. He received no response. "Hazel!" he called again, this time doing so more loudly. His eyes widened when he heard the heartbreaking yelp of a dog in pain. It was a loud, almost shrill yelp. With no hesitation, he ran towards the sound dreading what he would see. Nothing could have prepared him for what he saw. A black nine-tailed kitsune with brown colored paws and brown-tipped ears and tails limped towards him, her furred flesh cut and torn and bloody. His eyes widened; tears began to streak his face when she whimpered miserably. "HAZEL!!!" he cried. He ran to the kitsune's side and knelt down next to her, cradling the fox in his arms. "Hazel…" he said softly, sorrowfully, tears trickling down his face in a steady stream. The kitsune opened its constantly narrowed eyes slightly and looked up at the older adolescent. "Shiro… kun…" she whispered. "It's going to be alright, I'll take you to a veterinarian and I'll—" "I'm going to die…" "No you're not!" "I'm going to die Shiro-kun… I don't want… to, but it's going to happen…" she began to cry, "I'm going to die…!" Shirotsuki's look softened and the tears ceased their flow, but his heart was still being torn apart ever so painfully slowly. "If there's anything I can do for you… _Anything_… I want to make this as easy as possible for you…" It pained him to have to say the very thing he'd never thought he'd have to say… in the situation he never dreamed he would find himself in. "Make love to me…" she murmured, no hesitation present in her gentle voice. "Is that what you really want, Hazel…?" Shirotsuki questioned quietly. The kitsune nodded weakly. "But you're still a virgin; I don't want to hurt you…" he said and then whispered, "You're in enough pain…" Weakly, Hazel laughed humorously. "I can't even feel it anymore… my nerves seem have gotten used to the pain… I doubt I would feel anything but the pleasure…" The seventeen-year-old human looked at her, an intense look in his eyes, looking for any sight of doubt or hesitation; there was none. "Alright…" he finally responded. Hazel smiled gently and showed her true form to him. She had never done so. xXx "_So, when are you going to show me what you really look like?" Shirotsuki teased._ "_I'll show you my true form the day we prove our love to each other."_ _Shirotsuki looked at the kitsune confusedly. "But you know I love you." he blushed a bit, the skin over his nose and cheeks gradually turning scarlet._ "_I love you too, Shiro-kun, but that's not what I meant."_ _Shirotsuki thought about Hazel's words for a moment. "I… don't think I'm quite ready to do _that_…"_ "_Same here." the kitsune replied._ _Shirotsuki smiled. "Well, I can wait. For the day when we're both ready and when you're ready to show me your true appearance"_ _Hazel yipped in agreement._ _Never had he thought that the day he saw her true form would be the last time he would see her._ xXx Her true form was amazingly beautiful. Her long hair was pitch black, save for the ends and her bangs, which were a rich chocolate-brown; her eyes were the same brown. Her nine tails and her ears had the same pattern, mostly black and tipped with brown. She had a slender waist. Her round breasts and curvaceous hips were the perfect size for her body type. Her arms and legs were slender as well, the muscles lithe and complimenting her figure. Even through the wounds that marred her flawless skin and the blood that stained the flesh a deep crimson, he could truly appreciate her coveted beauty. "You're beautiful…" Shirotsuki said breathlessly, tears stinging at the corners of his eyes, threatening to fall once again. His ice-blue eyes reflected heartbreak at the imminent untimely death of his nonhuman lover, guilt that he wasn't there to stop whatever ruthless bastard harmed her, and helplessness, knowing that there was nothing he could do except make Hazel's death a bit less painful and a just a tad easier for her. "Please…" Hazel begged silently. Shirotsuki gently set her down and removed his clothes quickly, not knowing how much time the beautiful kitsune had left. He carefully lifted her in his arms again and brought his lips down to hers, kissing her gently. Oh, how in the depths of his heart he wished he could kiss her with more fervor. But he wasn't about to kiss her as ravenously as he wanted to. However, that didn't mean he would make the kiss any less passionate or meaningful. He moved his lips gently against Hazel's, her own lips responded slowly. He gently licked her lower lip, the moist organ slowly touching the soft skin. She opened her mouth in response and accepted his tongue entering the moist cavern. She moaned softly; not from the pain of her wounds, but from the pleasant sensation Shirotsuki's kiss sent spreading through her body, which actually numbed the pain. Shirotsuki himself relished in the sensation, feeling his member lengthen as her tongue danced with his own. Finally, he slowly pulled his face away from hers, releasing the enchanting hold his lips had one Hazel's. "I want you inside of me… Please…" Hazel pleaded weakly. Shirotsuki remained silent, but nodded in response. He once again set her gently onto the forest floor, slowly spread her legs apart and brought his member to her entrance and then rubbed it against her clit, giving her a small taste of the pleasure to come. This was going to be her first and only time experiencing such a feeling, on Earth at least. Whether she would feel it again with someone in the afterlife, Shirotsuki didn't know, but he was going to make sure that when her life finally ended, when her heart ceased its pulse, she would know how much he loved and treasured her… and how he would continue to love and treasure her for as long as he lived, swearing he would be with no one but her. And if that meant never again feeling pleasure, then so be it. "If this hurts, just know… that I could never forgive myself… and know that I do this for you…" he said sorrowfully, audibly choking back tears. Hazel said nothing, but nodded slightly. He once again positioned himself at her entrance and slowly pushed in, feeling Hazel's maiden barrier tear. Surprisingly, she didn't cry or scream, or even yelp. She only found it a bit difficult to bring air into her lungs, her body irritated by a building discomfort low in her belly, within her. "Breathe for me, baby. Just breathe…" Shirotsuki cooed. Shortly after, her breathing returned to its previous state, shallow, but still clearly present. He slowly pulled out of her, leaving only a small portion of himself inside, but then thrust back into her, with force, but not as hard as he would if she were uninjured, in a bed. But Hazel loved it; she moaned softly to show just how much so. He continued the motion, in and out, slowly, tantalizingly, and cautiously, careful to not hurt her. He had angled himself early on in order to stroke the head of his member against the sensitive flesh within so he wouldn't have to exchange her his gentle and cautious thrusts for her pleasure . The wonderful sensation was finally beginning to strengthen in intensity within his groin. Almost immediately afterwards, he peaked soon afterwards, releasing his fluids deep within his lover. His throbbing member hit that wonderful spot within Hazel, causing her to come shortly afterwards, her nails gently raking down Shirotsuki's back and causing a loud moan to escape her lips. Shirotsuki's body was left without energy and pulled out of Hazel slowly. Then he pushed his body up with his arms which were supporting the entire weight of his body—he never once laid on Hazel, in fear of causing her even more unnecessary pain—and let his body hit the ground. He placed a hand on Hazel's chest, feeling for her heartbeat. He found it, but it was quickly pulsing with less and less strength. Her breathing had stopped, but her heart continued its purpose of keeping her alive. "Hazel… I love you so much… I'll never love anyone else, even when you're gone…" he said still choking the tears which even more strongly threatened to spill over. Then Hazel, with difficulty, inhaled one final time. And, quietly, barely audible, but still present, her voice had formed just six words. "I… don't want… to leave you…" Then her head lolled to the side; her heart had become forever still, not even the faintest twitch tangible to Shirotsuki. "Hazel…!" he wailed and finally, after so much time and effort, he stopped trying… and he let his tears fall, mourning the loss of the only woman he loved and ever would love. He cradled Hazel's still warm and bare corpse, hugging it close to his lithe, muscular body with his strong arms and caressing her face with the utmost care. xXx Four agonizing months had passed since that horrible, heartbreaking day. School wasn't the same. Shirotsuki's attention wavered continuously, his grades slipped slowly like sand through his fingers. His parents were worried about him. They had known since the beginning about his strange relationship, and they had accepted it with open arms. They had also found out about her death and mourned with him. Hazel was kind and very likeable. But they worried about their son. Not because he prayed for her and spoke to her through the shrine in his room every night—they deemed that acceptable—but because he barely seemed to notice anything anymore. It was as though his life was being sucked out of him by some invisible parasite. Even his appetite was decreasing; he would barely eat two bites of his food before claiming that he was full. Ever since the day of Hazel's death, he had let his already long blood-red hair grow out a bit more. When he wasn't at school, he was crying. When he wasn't crying, he was either sleeping or spending his time in his room staring sightlessly at the ceiling; he didn't see the ceiling. All he saw were his cherished memories of his kitsune lover. One day, there was a knock on the door to the Akaryu household. Mrs. Akaryu opened the door. Her eyes widened in delighted surprise as she saw the visitor. "Excuse me, Mrs. Akaryu, but may I see Shirotsuki?" A wide smiled tugged at Mrs. Akaryu's face and she couldn't help but ask, "What's your name?" The visitor smiled knowingly. "Hazel Awarege, Mrs. Akaryu." "He'll be right with you." Mrs. Akaryu replied casually. The full extent of her excitement was revealed when she ecstatically screamed, "Shirotsuki! Come downstairs!!! I found you a lover!!!" "I will only love Hazel! I _refuse _to love anyone else!" he shouted furiously from his room upstairs. "Get your ass down here _right now_, Shirotsuki!!!" his mother shouted back, impatient and annoyed. "What the fuck do you _want_, dammit?!?!" he bellowed, stomping down the stairs furiously. His face turned to see the visitor. his eyes widened and he was left speechless. He looked at the visitor. "H-Hazel…" he mouthed, too shocked to let the say anything. "Did you miss me, Shiro-kun?" Hazel gently asked, with a soft smile. She wore a white sleeveless shirt that went down past her hips just a bit and a long, pink, ankle-length skirt. Shirotsuki almost mechanically walked over to her. He laid a hand on Hazel's face, letting it stroke the soft skin. "You look exactly as I remember… Right down to the ears and nine tails…" "I missed you, Shiro-kun…" she whispered. He lost all self-restraint right there and then. He tightly embraced her, letting himself give in to his emotions and began to cry. "I love you so much, Hazel!!!" he wailed, "I don't want to lose you again! I'm a complete _wreck_ without you!!!" Hazel held him just as tightly. "I promise, I won't leave you again…" she said quietly, tears beginning to streak her own face. After several moments, Shirotsuki let go of his lover. "But… _how_???" He just had to know. "Inari is a very kind goddess." Hazel said with a big smile. Then, after a short silence, out of the blue, Shirotsuki asked, "Hazel… will you live with me? And Mom?" he turned to his mother, "I swear to you, if you don't let Hazel live with us, I will move out." he said the first part with a look of complete relief and the last part with a serious expression. "It's fine by me, and it's already been cleared with your father. Just make sure you're not to loud when you decide to have fun." Mrs. Akaryu said and then winked. Hazel smiled and hugged Shirotsuki again. "Hazel, did you hear that? Now we'll always be together!" For the first time in months, he laughed, and he did so heartily. "So… we'll be together forever?" Hazel couldn't help but ask, giggling. "Forever." Shirotsuki confirmed. And so they did. 2. PETITION: Message to Site Staff Hello everybody. My name is Melanie (and some of you know me as such) but most of you (now) know me by my pen name, Chasing Noerah, formerly known as Chasing Yuffentine and—in the past—by a few other pen names. Yes, that previous sentence was indeed a blatant and ill-disguised allusion to Aaron Hanson's (egoraptor on Youtube—I hope I spelled his real name right) video "Egorapture". But that's not important. What _is_ important is that the moderators of this site have apparently decided that M-rated fics that contain explicit sexual content and/or violence is a threat of some sort and are banding together in an effort to delete the hard work of everybody on this site who has taken the time—often hours at a time—and the effort—a lot of it—to write some of the best erotica I have ever read (because lets face it: most people don't use the site's M-filter for the _violent_ stuff). No, I am not ignorant of this site's no-MA-fic policy. I have been aware of it for a number of years. However, seeing that numerous (many) others have posted their own erotic fanfiction, I thought it well and good for myself to do the same. And—now speaking to whatever staff of the site who may be reading this, my unique version of the very petition that's been going around the site—do you want to know something? You may say to post on other sites like Adult Fanfiction, but lets be realistic: Fanfiction dot net is possibly THE most popular fanfiction site in America (I cannot even begin to hope to vouch for the rest of the world; different countries likely have their own fanfiction sites that have the same level of popularity as this one), and as such, it has the most fanfiction posted on it and has the highest quanity of high-quality of fanfiction that I have seen. I have seen other sites—Archive of Our Own, Lunaescence, Adult Fanfiction—and they do not even begin to compare to the vastness that is this site. Archive of Our Own, while a quality site, has very little variety of fanfiction within its categories compared to ; Lunaescence is even _smaller_ from what I could gauge, and it's not a very desirable site to be a member of in my opinion, as one's membership is revoked if their account goes inactive for too long. Adult Fanfiction does has a wide variety of MA-rated fanfiction (though it _is_ lacking considerably in some categories and pairings that I very much enjoy reading about), but quite honestly, I _fear_ to read most of the stories on the site; unless it's a story by an author from this site whose erotic fanfiction I enjoy, the stories on Adult Fanfiction just... give me that feeling that I'm going to be reading a bad porno as opposed to a story where I'm going to feel like a voyeur intruding on a beautiful lovemaking session. Plus, considering this site's popularity and its wider variety of ratings, I find that more—or at least higher-quality—is posted here as opposed to Adult Fanfiction. And because this site _is_ so varied in its ratings, I feel more comfortable traversing it. Speaking of authors on this site, most of them who write and have written the M-rated fics that warrant an MA-rating (myself included; I'm not ashamed to admit it, nor am I scared to; I _do_ have back-ups of at _least_ my good erotica. And that prior statement was not meant as a threat; let me make this clear)—and this is the major point I want to make—use other sites, like the one you oh-so love to recommend (Adult Fanfiction) as a _afterthought_. That's right. These authors aren't _more_ active on Adult Fanfiction; they use it as a tool to assist against plagarism. I will admit that some authors will post less-explicit versions of their stories on this site and the uncut version on others, but many, many writers of erotic fanfiction (which will hereafter be referred to as "lemons") here post the uncut version on here, Fanfiction dot net, their main site. Again I would like to mention the authors to you, the staff of this site who may be reading and (hopefully) considering my words. We—and I am only referencing us authors in specific who write erotic fanfiction—write lemons not _only_ because we want people to read them, but also because we enjoy doing so, and we enjoy doing so _very_ much. Regardless or whether or not we wish to make a career of it—or even if it _is_ a career for some—it is a passion for us _all_. We have written and posted lemons here on this site, poured our hearts into their writing, our love for the fandoms of both the series and the pairing (or in some cases, threesome) for which the story was being written about being put into each and every word chosen (and I speak in general when I say these things). We have chosen _this_ site for a reason, which I have said and will say again: it is a _very_ popular site for fanfiction. And I would like to point out—perhaps most importantly of all—that if I'm not mistaken, your policy of no-MA-rated fanfiction violates the First Amendment, which promises Freedom Speech and Expression. Yes, it is a policy that is within your Terms and Conditions, but it is also one that not only violates an _Amendment to the American Consitution_, but also a _basic human right_—which is universal (even though not all countries honor all of its words. The United States—however—seems to)—the details of which can be in Article 19 of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights: "Everyone has the right to freedom of opinion and expression; this right includes freedom to hold opinions without interference and to seek, receive and impart information and ideas through any media and regardless of frontiers." Check for yourself if you are so inclined, but it _is_ indeed there. And now I _implore_ you: please, just leave us _be_! Leave us to our craft! Again: we _enjoy_ writing these types of stories, and there are people who enjoy reading them as well. By not allowing the MA-rating on the site, you are stifling our creativity _and_ our rights. Also, when you delete the stories we worked so hard on, it's a _huge_ slap in the face, especially if any such story has a considerable amount of reviews or views or favorites or any combination of the aforementioned, and mostly so if the author has no back-ups. If you are concerned that those who do not desire to read lemons (or young children) will come across one of these stories, simply either require an account to view such stories, or agelock the "MA" rating; either/or would be just fine. Reinstating the "MA" rating would most certainly benefit you—it couldn't hurt; it would mean more visitors to the site, and one of the aforementioned security would simultaneously help prevent mishaps. Finally, I would just like to close my message with these statements: You respect the wishes of well-known professional authors and companies, so why can't you respect _our_ wishes as well? If someone decides now to complain about having sexually explicit fanfiction on this site, then they would have no reason to if the "MA" rating were reinstated. If they complained after that, then they could be labeled as an instigator, as most—if not all—of such fanfiction could be very easily avoided. Thank you for your time, ~Chasing Noerah End file.

Misc. Anime/Manga, Hurt-Comfort, Romance

Fanfiction

Misc. Anime/Manga 1. 00 Character Listing **THIS STORY'S ORIGINALLY MOKONAMAIDEN HERSELF! ORIGINAL STORY MADE UP BY HERSELF! Please enjoy =)** **VAMPiRE MAiDENS Vol 1. Characters** **Yui Hino:Yui Hino is a 19 year old maiden living inside a haunted villa abandoned by her beloved owner, Sukima. She is the first maiden to be hired when Sukima first moved into the villa after his father gained popularity for being the head chief of Osaka's popular computer factory. Yui's a smart and beautiful young woman who is, in fact, not very attractive towards other men walking past the villa. She and the rest of Sukima's maidens decides to get revenge on Sukima for leaving them.** **Clarisse Ann Evans: Clarisse Evans is a 20 year old maiden living inside of Sukima'svilla along with the rest of the maidens living inside it as well. She is quite devilish and angelic during some times of crisis. She can get irritated to the point where she gets out an axe and slices up portraits of Sukima or Sukima's father.** **Mikan Sugita:Mikan Sugita is a 19 year old maiden who lives with the rest of Sukima's maidens inside a haunted villa. Her only favorite hobby is to make marrionettes and to act them out in her written plays. Along with Yui Hino, she attempts to become attrctive towards other men who pass by the villa.** **Kiyoko Mizuki:This 17 year old maiden is the youngest of all Sukima's maidens. She is quite the loudmouth and would do anything to get Clarisse's attention by biting a passers-by and sucking their blood.** **Anzu Suzumiya: Anzu Suzumiya is a 22 year old maiden living in Sukima's villa. She is a quiet, soft spoken woman who helps Kiyoko stalk her pray.** **Sukima: The young man who abandoned his villa which then became a haunted villa in a few months. He never stopped thinking of his maidens until he moved out and began living with his father. He does not realize that his maidens are hunting him down.** 2. 1 Yui Hino's POV Rise, Crave, Kill _YUI'S SIDE OF THE STORY (POV PART)_ _My name is Yui Hino. I work for a young man named Sukima, whose real name is hidden from the world but him and his family... I work as a maiden, along with other lovely maidens who work for Sukima... We're abandoned souls who still live inside the now haunted villa of Sukima... We want revenge... All we want is... his blood... We will do everything to get our revenge... Welcome, darlings, to the Villa of the Vampire Maidens..._ I was on my own on keeping the house clean as possible, while the other maidens were on break here in Osaka. I wasn't tired enough to clean Sukima's dusty portraits of him and his father. I despise his father with a passion... I cannot stand him yapping about his son becoming Osaka's number one man... He's not perfect... They're not perfect... Everyone around the world aren't perfect... As I was dusting some furniture, one of the maidens, Kiyoko Mizuki, walked up to me and asked if she wanted to help... She told me that she felt sorry for me being the only one to clean up around here... I allowed her to help me and she was overjoyed.. "Yui-san, do you want me to dust this one?" Kiyoko asked me, wondering if she wanted to or not. "Go ahead.. He's not here," I told her, letting her know that Sukima'spresence will never show in this house. Kiyoko nodded happily and dusted the furniture while humming. "Yui-san, what's the plan for today?" asked a maiden named Anzu Suzumiya. I sighed and grinned at her. "Do not worry, Anzu.. I got it all planned out..." I told her.. "Kiyoko-chan, what's up with you? Why are you so happy all of a sudden?" asked Anzu. "*laughs* Anzu-san, I just feel like it, that's all. Don't worry about me.." "Kiyoko-chan, please don't be like that all the time... Be like us," said another maiden named Mikan Sugita. Kiyoko sighed and continued on dusting the furniture. I looked at her, and wondered why she's so happy today.. I looked into her eyes, and saw the lust in them... She wanted more blood... "Kiyoko-chan, are you all right?" I asked her. Kiyoko ignored me and continued dusting. I was starting get worried... "By nighttime, let's go out and get a drink... Sounds nice, huh?" said Anzu.. I laughed at her and nodded. "Alrighty then... Girls' night out again... on a perfect Tuesday night... Clear with no clouds... Amazing..." "Aha! Yui-san, I knew you were gonna say that!" said Mikan. "Now, now... Where is Clarisse?" I asked for Clarisse's presence. The maidens looked at each other and shrugged. "Anyone? No?" "Yui-san, I think Clarisse is having her own girls' night out... I don't want her to drink too much blood though... I want some too.." "Mikan-san, don't worry about Clarisse. She's a young adult who can go out on her own..." I reminded Mikan softly.. * * * The maidens and I went out for the night, hunting down prey and sucking some blood.. The truth is, we are vampires... Our leader Sukima still doesn't know that we are actually vampires... Whenever he asks one us why we have blood all over our bodies, we answer, "Someone was murdered... You were too late to see who has done it..." We got away with everything Sukima has put on the table... Our girls' night out was a success... We got some good blood from young adults just like Sukima... It felt so good to get some in my system... It felt like I was born anew.. "There is Clarisse," said Mikan, pointing at a light post. I waved my arms, signaling the lone vampire girl. Clarisse looked up and waved back at me. "She's coming," said Kiyoko, hiding behind Anzu. Clarisse jumped on top of one building, then jumped to the one where we were sitting on. "Godd evening, ladies," said Clarisse, bowing at us. "I'm surprised that you're here to find me." "No, it's a girls' night out... A great Tuesday night, don't you think?" said Anzu. Clarisse laughed and looked at the moon. "I see... It's also a full moon... We have a better chance to strike, so be ready..." "Clarisse-san, are you sure?" asked Kiyoko. Clarisse looked at Kiyoko, and nodded. She got out a knife and licked it clean of blood. I looked at the other maidens who watched Clarisse in amazement as she licked the blood off from her knife. I sighed and watched the moon shine brightly upon us... "My darlings, we should go strike now. We can get away with anything, so why take a shot at it again?" said Clarisse. "We shall," said the others. I agreed to go hunt down more humans again... * * * "There's blood on the floor..." said Clarisse, tasting the wasted blood on the floor. Kiyoko sniffed the air for more blood, and licked her arms for any signs of blood on herself. "Someone was here.. Who could it be?" said Anzu. Clarisse got a small cup out and scooped up some of the blood off the floor. "This is evidence, then beverage," said Clarisse, holding the cup in front of us. I was thinking about drinking the blood on the floor... "Yui-san, is there anything you want to say about this?" asked Mikan, thinking that it could be me who left blood on the floor. I shook my head in disagreement... "Yui-san said no, girls..." said Mikan. Clarisse sighed and smiled at me, grabbed me by the arm, and held me tight. "There, there, Yui... No need to be shy of anything... We're vampires... We don't hold back to anything or anyone... Once we kill, we cannot stop until the sun rises again, and again, and again... My darling Yui, don't be scared... We're a family of gifted vampire maidens living in a deserted villa..." She then nibbled on my hair a bit and grinned at me. "Yui-san! Yui-san! What shall we do now?" asked Kiyoko. "We are going to find out who left this pool of blood on the floor.. I know that the rest of you didn't do this sort of crime... We never leave a trace of murder... ever..." I told them in a very serious tone of voice. Mikan grinned and said, "You know... We're not murder investigators... We're killers... Sure, we can be vampire investigators, as long as our fangs are hidden.." "Anzu-san..." said Clarisse. "Y-Yes, Clarisse?" "Give me a butcher knife... I'll give the murderer a taste of my mind.." "C-C-Clarisse-san!" Kiyoko cried out. I held her back... "Hm? Kiyoko-chan, do not worry... I'll kill, kill and drink his blood and share it with the rest of you lovely darlings..." "I have a question," Anzu started. "How come when we first worked with Sukima-sama, we didn't get a slight chance to kill him?" "My darling, we were hiding our true identities from him so we won't get fired... This is the time where we strike back at him for leaving us... The poor boy..." answered the devilish Clarisse. Anzu shrugged and picked up a book to read. I looked around the room to see if anything else was out of place. "Yui-san, what are you doing?" asked Kiyoko. "I'm searching the room for more clues," I answered her. "Yui-san, do you want to take the small knife while I get the butcher knife?" Clarisse asked me. I shook my head and allowed Clarisse to have Mikan use the small knife. "Shall I analyze the blood, Clarisse?" asked Anzu. "Go ahead, and make sure you use the color printer. I wanna get a better look at our killer.." "How do you know if it's a killer? It would've been a doctor who have entered the house while we were out and spilled a bucket of blood on the floor and ran off," Mikan explained to Clarisse. "Mikan's right," I told Clarisse. "Let's just wait until Anzu gets the information from the blood." Upstairs, Anzuwas analyzing the blood Clarisse scooped up from the floor. The computer screen read, "Junpei Sakamoto... He is a 23 year old man who works for Sukima's father in Osaka.. He was once arrested for the killings of 2 year old Natsu Ito and 21 year old Flora Ito, the mother of the murdered Natsu Ito. He was sentenced 25 years to life in prison... Unfortunately, he escaped his prison cell while distracting the prison guards with an adorable photo of Natsu Ito... If anyone has information on Junpei Sakamoto, please call the OPD(Osaka Police Department)..." Anzu was surprised that the man's working for Sukima's father... "This can't be... One of his workers is a murderer?" * * * "It's daytime, girlies.. Time to hide our fangs, our wings, and red eyes, and open the freakin' curtains," I ordered the other girls. "Good morning, Anzu... What's wrong?" said Mikan, looking into Anzu's eyes. "Read this..." said Anzu, handing Mikan the documents she printed out. Mikan had a surprised look in her eyes after reading about Junpei Sakamoto. "Time out!" said Mikan. "Come here.. Anzu found something surprising." Clarisse snatched the documents from Mikan and read them.. "Aha! I've seen this guy before... It was just awhile back... Just last night when I was drinking blood from a young lady... He was walking towards the villa... Let's go..." "C-Clarisse-san..." said Kiyoko. I laughed inside, hoping to kill the man who killed a mother and daughter for no odd reasons... I know that I go for young adults... but a child... I would save her... But the mother... I'd save her and kill her secretly... But... I feel sad for the both of them... I told Clarisse to hand me the small knife, and I began to crave the man's blood after holding the blood stained knife in my soft hands... 3. 2 Clarisse Evans' POV Lovely Revenge _CLARISSE'S SIDE OF THE STORY (POV PART)_ _Good day, good night, my sweet darlings.. My name is Clarisse Ann Evans... Yes, I am a vampire maiden who lives with other maidens inside a haunted villa abandoned by Sukima. Since Yui told her part of the story, I guess it's my turn to tell mine.. I crave blood and murder, as well as hunting and lurking the dark streets of Osaka... My lovelies, welcome to my side of the story..._ As day became night, me and the other girls went out to find the killer of a mother and her child... Apparently, the killer left a pool of blood on the floor back at Sukima's villa... I was the one who saw the killer... After Anzu analyzed the blood I scooped up from the floor, she finds out that the killer works for Sukima's father.. He's known as Junpei Sakamoto, the killer of a mother and her child. I understood Yui Hino's lust for murdering Junpei because of the death of a child, but I cared less about the mother... She did too... Anyways, as the moon rose from the horizon, we scanned the streets while sitting on top of a building. "Any sign of Junpei?" asked Yui, holding the small knife I gave her. Kiyoko was right beside me, looking into my eyes like she was going to kill me... "Nope," Anzu answered, holding the printed documents in her arms. Mikan looked down at a sidewalk and saw a young man smoking under a light post. "Shhhh! You guys, come look, but hide your shadows," said Mikan. We crawled over to where Mikan was sitting at and looked down. The man was still smoking and was reading a book at the same time. I looked up at Kiyoko who stopped staring at me after awhile and asked if she would go down and greet the young man while I plan to use my butcher knife. Kiyoko went to the other side of the building and jumped off. "Good, so we've got Kiyoko on the job and what about you three?" I told them. "I'll go watch Kiyoko," said Mikan. "I'll watch you make a nice move on the guy," said Anzu. "And I'll be your backup since I already have a knife," said Yui. I nodded at them and the three split up in different directions. The man standing under the light post was still reading his book while Kiyoko was getting ready to approach the man. I made sure that Yui and the others know what they're doing so far. I hid my butcher knife inside my dress and watched Kiyoko make her move on the man. "Excuse me...?" said Kiyoko, approaching the man. "Yeah, what is it, kid?" the man responded arrogantly. "It would be nice if you and I go out on a walk tonight before I depart Osaka... Is that okay with you?" "Uh, sure...?" "Great! *secretly waves at me* Make sure you drop me off at my house. Don't worry, I'll guide you." "Uh, okay...?" Kiyoko signaled me and I signaled Yui to grab the man and threaten him with her knife. Mikan and Anzu were watching us from on top of the building. "What the-" "Shhh! Quiet! Now... Tell me... Who are you and why are you trying to kidnap my sister?" said Yui, holding the knife up to the mans throat. "What? She asked me if-" "You agreed on allowing her to walk with you, so why did you do it?" I told him. "She was so eager to ask! I couldn't help but say yes!" "You shouldn't have agreed..!" said Yui. I still kept my knife a secret from the man while Yui held him back. "Sister, never ever ask a strange out on a date! Never ever, you got that?" said Yui. Kiyoko nodded and ran off. "I didn't she was your sister!" "Shut up! Oh, and by the way, she loves asking starngers out on a date, so we do not want to let anyone agree to taking her out without our permission..." I reminded the man.. "Now tell us... Who are you?" asked Yui. The man struggled to break free from Yui and failed. "I'm Junpei Sakamoto... I work for Sukima's father... Why did you ask who I was?" "I saw you last night..." I told him. "Did you leave a pool of blood on our floor back at the villa?" "... Y-Yes... I did.. Why?" "One of my friends analyzed the blood and discovered it was you who did it..." I said. "Alright!I did! I killed another child and left the body in a bush somewhere that's not around the villa, I scooped up some blood from the child, kept it in a bucket and ran off! I wanted that child's blood for my health! I'm losing too much blood and in order to gain more, I kill others to get more blood! I tried to hide inside the villa, but I tripped and spilled some blood on the floor! I ran back out while no one was watching and hid behind another house! I heard police sirens going off in the distance, so I held my ground until they left the scene! I watched them discover the child's body and took it with them for autopsy! There! That's the moral of your story! I was the one who spilled the blood on your floor! I killed a child! I did everything!... So... What are you gonna do to me now?" "You said a mouthfull, Junpei... Yui?" I signaled her. Yui nodded at me and raised the knife, leaving Junpei with a slit throat. I decided not to use my butcher knife since Yui's knife was good enough to stop this murderous suspect. I alerted the other maidens to suck Junpei's blood, ending his life. Yes, we maidens enjoyed a nice payback, though we didn't want anything to do with the police... The next day, we took a nice stroll outside to get a breath of fresh air and to relieve the pain from last night's attack... We walked around in our human forms, with no signs of fangs and red eyes of the night... Oh, and Junpei's body was delivered to the ODP. Unfortunately, the police were happy that Junpei was killed... Still, we miadens wanted Sukima's blood.. No matter what.. 4. 3 Anzu Suzumiya's POV Riyoko _ANZU'S SIDE OF THE STORY (POV PART)_ _I have nothing to say about myself, because I do not want to be revealed as a vampire maiden, I want be revealed as a normal human girl with a happy life with her friends..._ "I've heard Mikan say that the child Junpei killed awhile back was his little cousin Reni Nagano... Wasn't she the one who played Mirai in Little Wishlings?" "Who are you talking to, Yui-san?" I asked her. Me and the other maidens were having fun outside after last night's attack with Junpei Sakamoto.. Yui and I were sitting together on a bench while Clarisse, Kiyoko and Mikan were playing with small animals. "I'm talking to this girl right here. Her name's Riyoko.." Even though we care for the children and not for the young adults, we still had friendships with them when we're in our human forms... "You know Mikan?" I asked Riyoko. "Uh-huh. Sure I do," Riyoko answered happily. "How did Mikan know about the little child?" I asked again. "Mikan said she was out on a nighttime stroll and ended up watching a crime scene... The police found a child's body in a bush somewhere and Mikan was hiding from them, watching the cops do some investigating since some streets where blocked. " "I see," I said. "Mikan's very good at hiding. Congrats to her." "Well... Can I come to your guys' house sometime today?" "Yui-san... Are you sure you want this girl in our villa? She may not be all right with the title 'Haunted Villa.'" I told Yui. "Oh, I watch scary movies all the time. Trust me. *smiles*" "Riyoko, okay... But if you cause any trouble... you're oout of the villa... But first, you need a tour." "That's sweet of you, Anzu... sort of... But, at least we got a visitor.. Right, Riyoko?" said Yui, trying to cheer me up. I enjoyed how Yui and Riyoko were getting along... I wished that a girl like Riyoko would be all over me... * * * "Hey, hey! Clarisse-tama! Hey! Come here!" said Kiyoko, waving her arms at Clarisse. "Kiyoko-chan, please give Riyoko a tour of the second level," said Yui, handing Riyoko over to the youngest maiden of the villa. "*sighs* Okay..." said Kiyoko, upset that she didn't get Clarisse's attention. I watched Kiyoko hold Riyoko's hand, walking her to the stairs.. "Eh? Anzu-san, who are looking at?" asked Clarisse. "I was watching Kiyoko and Riyoko go up the stairs," I answered. Clarisse shook her head and walked off into the kitchen. "Anzu-san! You hungry? Clarisse and I are going to make some stew! You like stew?" said the happy Yui Hino. "I've eaten stew throughout my entire life.. I've never given up on stew... Yes, I want some." "Okay, good! Clarisse-san! Anzu wants some too!" "Okay!" I looked back up at the lonely staircase and took a few steps toward the staircase. I reached out for the wooden railingwith my hand, and dropped it after thinking that I should leave them alone. I reached again, and walked up the stairs... I wondered as I walked a long way up the stairs... I wonder if our guest was all right staying here with vampires, or if she's even alive at the moment... I listened to find where Kiyoko and Riyoko were hiding at... I walked down a hallway and opened every single door that was out in the open for me. The two girls weren't in one of the doors I opened, so I went to another hallway... I heard Kiyoko talking to Riyoko about becoming part of Sukima's maids... Riyoko said that she doesn't know what to do if she joined, and that she would be torn apart from her family to live with other maidens... Kiyoko told Riyoko that she can stay here as long as she wants, and it didn't matter as long as she does her job at the villa. "I know, but... I'm still a bit worried," said Riyoko. "No, no.. It's all good.. You can work here for a few hours then you can go back home," said Kiyoko. I was still out in front of the room they were in, listening quietly to their conversation. I heard footsteps from the first hallway I was in, and it was Yui Hino staring at me, holding a bowl of soup in front of her chest. "Anzu? You okay?" seh asked me. I nodded and smiled at her, saying, "Thank you for the soup, Yui.." "The soup's easy to make... Now, Clarisse told me that after we're done eating, we're gonna go out and find Sukima.. We gotta make sure all the doors are locked so-" "We rarely check the house to make sure it's secure, Yui... People outside would mind coming here and running off like scared babies... Don't worry about the locks on the doors..." "Oh, okay... Anzu, do you want to come downstairs?" "Sure... *knock knock* Kiyoko! Riyoko! Time to eat!" "Okay!" said Kiyoko. * * * "So, Riyoko.. Where are you from?" asked Clarisse, eating her food at the dinner table. "I'm from Tokyo... I moved here with my family since last year.." "I see... Kiyoko, how was it talking with Riyoko?" said Clarisse. "It was okay," said the saddened Kiyoko, "though it wasn't very exciting.." "Anyways... I'm done with my food.. Let's go outside," said Yui. "Why outside right now, Yui?" I asked Yui. "Because I want to get some air... It's too dusty in here." Yui walked off, leaving the rest of us at the dinner table.. 5. 4 Mikan Sugita's POV Yui's Death Charge _MIKAN'S SIDE OF THE STORY (POV PART)_ I do not even know what was with Yui Hino that day... It seems that she doesn't want to be near Riyoko, a normal person unlike Yui herself... Yui seemed jealous, but I am not sure... She hardly tells what she feels inside to us.. Outside of the villa, Yui was taking a nap on the grass. Clarisse entered the outside world and sat down next to Yui Hino. "What's wrong with you?" asked Clarisse. "N... othing..." Yui murmured in her sleep. "We're supposed to be together so we can get Sukima... You don't want to be a part of this, don't you?" "I.. do.. I kill..." answered Yui. "My goodness, you are one stubborn maiden... There is no need for one like you." Yui turned away from Clarisse while half asleep. "Then why are you talking to me in the first place?" asked Yui. "I want to know what's going on between you and Riyoko. Are you jealous of her because we're not paying any attention to you?" Yui did not respond... She thought about getting rid of the normal human tonight.. "Answer me, fool," said Clarisse. Yui once again did not respond. "*sigh* Idiot... Good day," said the upset Clarisse, walking away from Yui. Yui opened her eyes and looked up at the sky.. "Clare," said Yui, "let's go out tonight.." "Why all of a sudden do you want to talk to me now, Yui? I thought we're done here," said Clarisse. "Shut up," said Yui. "You don't need to know what's going on with me.. It's none of your business anyway.." "But there's something wrong with you.. I want to know, okay?" "I SAID YOU DON'T NEED TO KNOW EVERYTHING!" Yui shouted at Clarisse. "... This is why you're so stubborn as always, Yui Hino... WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" "SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT... UP!" shouted Yui, chargingat Clarisse with her sharp fangs. Yes, a vampire maiden can kill another vampire maiden... Clarisse dodged the charging Yui and got out a secret knife... She hurriedly thrust the knife at Yui, which went through her skull... Yui screamed in pain and dropped down to the ground... Clarisse didn't feel so proud that she stabbed Yui with her secret knife, it's just that she was trying to stop Yui and defend herself from instant death. Blood came spewing out from Yui's head, splashing a little bit of blood onto Clarisse's face. Yui breathed heavily, taking the knife out from her head... She looked at the knife with weak eyes, and fainted upon the tip of the knife's blade, going through her stomach... She wasn't dead yet... Yui's also known for her immortality... No matter how many times you try to kill her, she'll live through it... This time, it was serious... Yui began losing her immortality since she became Sukima's maiden.. Yui's still half alive... waiting for life or death to approach her... She watched Clarisse stare upon her, with bloody tears coming down her face... The knife was still inside of her stomach, making the pain worse every time Yui moved, even an inch... The knife itself was telling Yui to stay completely still, or else it'll end her life for good.. Yui couldn't stand the pain before her, with Clarisse watching her die slowly, frozen in her bloody path... Yui was struggling... Her eyes became more weaker by the second, and her body became less lifeless every time she moved with the knife still inside her.. The other maidens and I heard Yui's screams, and ran outside to see what was happening.. There it was, Clarisse watching the dying Yui... I was completely shocked... Riyoko couldn't watch herself, so she hid behind Kiyoko... Kiyoko cried and dug her head into Anzu's chest.. Anzu looked at me and looked down at the ground... Clarisse, on the other hand, was watching us cry and stare at Yui... Yui looked up at us, including Clare, with very weak eyes that were about to close.. "Why...? Clare... why...? You... hate... me... I..." said Yui. Kiyoko ran towards Yui and held her hands.. "Don't die on us, Yui!" Kiyoko cried out.. Clare put her hand on Kiyoko's shoulder and said, "I did it to protect myself... Don't get mad at me yet... She was in anger when I talk to her... She was mad enough to charge at me, trying to kill on the first strike... I got a knife, got her through the skull, and made her bleed to death... She fainted, falling on top of the knife, worsening her pain... I am very sorry, but.. it was for her own good... You all loved her so much like she was your dear sister... and I broke that bond between you girls and her... I am truly sorry..." "Clare... It's okay... She can get mad and do that sometimes, but you don't have to say sorry to us... We understood what was going with her... Why won't she answer you?" said Anzu.. "I told you, Anzu, that she was mad and filled with jealousy," Clarisse replied.. Yui, on the other hand, got up from the ground, like she was possessed, and threw the knife to the ground... "She's still alive?" said Riyoko. Yui limped around lifelessly and spat out some blood.. Her soul of a vampire was released from her dying body, so did her human soul... Yui.. was finally gone... "I thought she was immortal, but..." said Kiyoko. Clarisse sighed and picked up the knife... She looked us and closed her eyes. "Ladies... we're going on a manhunt.. tonight.." said Clairsse.. 6. 5 Kiyoko Mizuki's POV Wish Child Final _KIYOKO'S SIDE OF THE STORY (POV PART)_ A week after Yui-tama's death, the rest of us maidens decided to continue Yui-tama's lifelong dream of seeking revenge on Sukima. Still... Clarisse-san feels bad about killing Yui-tama in the first place... Though... she said that it was in self-defense... In my point of view... no one will speak in it... except for me... my dolls, and my thoughts... Tehehe... * * * I wondered why everyone around was silent for a very long time... What did I do to hurt them? Who did I kill? What am I doing? No one seemed to care why I was sitting next to them, drinking a cup of coffee and looking through a shiny window during daylight... No one turned their attention towards me.. Huh... It was a normal day as usual... But without Yui-tama... "Uh, Mikan-san? What are you doing?" I asked the lonely Mikan Sugita... She always listen to me in my time of need... Mikan just llooked at me and turned away... I wondered why she did so, but I didn't care... Then, I went to the next maiden, Clarisse Evans.. "Clare-san? You okay?" I asked her... Clarisse got up from her seat and walked away... Next up were Anzu Suzumiya and Riyoko... They didn't talk to me either... I felt heartbroken... after Yui-tama's death... What did I do? I went up to my room and stayed there for days, out of the light and into the darkness... I talked to my dolls which I made by myself when I was a little girl.. "Kirari, what's wrong with me?" I asked my doll named Kirari... Whenever I create a doll, a part of me is inserted inside that doll... Kirari looked at me with her black buttoned eyes, and said, "Nothing is wrong with you, Kiyoko-chan... After their master maiden died, they seemed that a part of them was blown away and never returned... They feel down at the moment, so why don't you?" "I don't know why I'm not saddened by this... Maybe it's just normal of me to do it," I told Kirari.. Kirari cocked her head and smiled.. "Don't worry about anything, Kiyoko-chan... Everything's going to be fine.." "Thank you," I said, hugging Kirari in my arms... Yes... Everyone knew Yui Hino-tama... for her human side... No one knew her for her vampire side... True blue... My other doll, named Aelavi, jumped out from her shelf and laughed at Kirari. "Aelavi! I didn't make you to just laugh at everyone!" I reminded Aelavi. Aelavi stuck her tongue out at me and said, "Never mind... You're lonely as always..." "Shut up!" I said. "Aelavi, please stop being so mean to me and Kirari!" "Think about it for a second, Kiyoko. What if you rose up from your comfort zone and became a hero? You're the youngest, therefore, you can be the wimpiest. BUT, you enjoy Yui's company... You've always wanted to do what Yui's done... Now's your chance.." "Thanks for the lovely advice, Aelavi, but I'm okay being the wimpiest of the crowd..." I thought for moments until it hit me... "Kirari... get the other dolls... I'm going..." "You've decided...? Because of Aelavi?" said Kirari.. "I don't want to be the weakest point of the chain... I want to go out on my own and get Sukima myself... As an individual, I too am responsible for this... It's my job to complete Yui's task..." "That's why I don't wanna change," said Aelavi.. I got a Wisher's Key, a special key that I've hidden from the other maidens for a very long time... It brings the creator's art to life, it can be anything... I can bring my dolls to life... because of the Wisher's Key... Now... Wait until next time as I go out on my own... You'll hear about the other maidens later in my adventure, just stay tuned in... Tehehehe... End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga Часы пробили полночь Фандом: You're my loveprize in viewfinder Название: Часы пробили полночь. Автор: flertober Бета: rengi Герои: Фейлонг, ОМП, Тао, ОМП, немного Асами, еще ОМП, упоминается Акихито. Саммари: немного из жизни Фейлонга и его близких. Рейтинг: PG-13 Дисклеймер: Фейлонг бог, но боги тоже принадлежат своим хозяевам. От автора: я просила друзей, а не написать ли мне фанфик по «Видоискателю». «Напиши, - сказали они, - только без Акихито.» Ну вот, собственно, без Аки яоя получилось как-то мало, но это не значит, что его нет. Часы пробили полночь, а, значит, настал новый день Часы пробили полночь – самая европейская вещь в его гостиной – дань памяти одному событию не то, чтобы перевернувшего всю жизнь Фейлонга, но заставившего его переосмыслить в ней многое. Если ты никуда не движешься каждую секунду своей жизни – ты проиграешь. Ты должен двигаться, даже если ты спишь. Только тогда ты сможешь добиться успеха. Только тогда ты станешь сильнее. Фейлонг не всегда понимал или осознавал это. Часы пробили полночь, но он еще не спал. В голове мельтешили мысли, по крови носился алкоголь. Фейлонг не был любителем пригубить стаканчик-другой, он никогда не пробовал наркотики, хотя для человека, половину доходов которого и составляло их производство и торговля ими, а четверть – контрабанда алкоголя, первосортного саке или же паленой водки из России, род его занятий не имел никакого влияния на его привычки, и ему было не важно, чем он занимался. Как неважно было, что пить в этот день. Ночь наступила без предупреждения, а мыслями завладели воспоминания о не так давно минувшем. Фейлонг поднял бокал в воздух: - Кампай, Акихито, - как японский мальчишка научил его, - надеюсь, ты счастлив с Асами. Сделав несколько глотков, Фей поддался было искушению удовлетворить себя, вспоминая о насильных ласках юноши, но рука не успела добраться до паха, как Фей передумал. Еще пара глотков и возбуждение окончательно прошло, сменившись горчинкой тоски и апатией. Утро у главы мафии Гонконга начиналось еще до рассвета, а день заканчивался далеко за полночь, но этот день стал для него исключением. Фейлонг проснулся от приятных прикосновений к волосам. - Тао... – выдавил он из себя улыбку, - сколько времени? Из-за занавески довольно пробивался уверенный свет, из чего Фейлонг сделал заключение, что уже не утро. Или, по крайней мере, не раннее. Когда Фейлонг проснулся, мальчик боязливо отдернул руку и уперся взглядом пол, будто он и был виноват в том, что сон его опекуна затянулся. - Десять доходит... – неуверенно ответил Тао. Он не знал, где в спальне опекуна часы – хотя и знать не мог, часов там не было, если не считать тех старых, которые показывали время на свой лад, а сейчас так и вообще стояли. Фейлонг гордился своим чувством времени. - Долго я сегодня проспал, - согласился Фейлонг и крепко зажмурился чтобы сон в глазах окончательно исчез. Потом он поднялся с постели и под пристальным взглядом мальчика отправился в ванную, где окончательно вспомнил, что послужило причиной его позднего пробуждения. Осознавать ее было по-настоящему страшно: он скучал по Акихито. Только теперь он понял, почему для Асами этот мальчик так много значил. Кольнула старая рана в груди, и Фейлонг сжал холодный мокрый край фаянсовой раковины так сильно, что она едва не треснула. Как он ненавидел Асами! Фейлонг взял себя в руки и успокоил обуревающие его эмоции. Нельзя зацикливаться, нельзя останавливаться, нельзя стать слабее. Нельзя давать волю эмоциям, иначе ты проиграешь. Утренний туман рассеялся, оставив вместо себя сырость. Обычно пыльный яркий город северной столицы вдруг надел на себя серый чопорный костюм, изображая Лондон. Впрочем, пасмурная погода очень подходила под настроение Фейлонгу. На повестке дня был договор с поставщиком оружия. Крайне неприятный человек, кроме всего прочего приторговывающий еще и людьми. Если то, что он продавал, можно было так назвать. На сегодня утреннюю тренировку пришлось отменить - времени не хватило, только после обеда Фейлонг собирался спуститься в тир, который располагался в подвале его дома – ему нравилось стрелять, особенно если представить, что в центре мишени сердце его японского врага. *** Черный BMV подъехал к ничем не примечательному амбару на западной окраине Гонконга, мягко припарковавшись, встал, раскрыв крылья, давая выйти людям, облаченным в черное. Любой сторонний наблюдатель, завидевший их издали, помчался бы тут же прочь – все знали, на что способна китайская мафия. Дверцы хлопнули, закрывшись, и Фейлонг в сопровождении двух телохранителей зашел в амбар, ворота которого были радушно открыты для гостей. Натянутая пружинка сжалась, захлопнув за ними дверь, и Фей прищурился, пока глаза привыкали к темноте. В "прихожей" склада не было ничего предрассудительного. Стеллажи, приставленные к узким стенам коридора, на которых пылились металлические побрякушки: диски от колес автомобилей, погнутые пластины, пруты, все это освещалось тусклым светом ламп под потолком. Ли толкнул дверь в конце коридора и вошел первым. Фейлонг последовал за ним, уверенный в компетентности своего телохранителя и крепости бронежилета под элегантным пиджаком, сшитым на заказ в одном из многочисленных ателье Гонконга. Впрочем, его уверили, что пиджак был сшит в Милане по доставленной туда выкройке. Фейлонг не обращал внимания на такие детали. Зал, где хранилось оружие, был более просторным и хорошо охраняемым. Под потолком Фей заметил видеокамеру. Нужно будет попросить Ли забрать кассеты, когда сделка будет заключена. Ким - тип лет сорока, неопрятной наружности, невысокого роста с небритой щетиной - курил самокрутку, приторно-тошнотный запах которой разносился по всему залу и уходил в приоткрытые окошки вентиляции под потолком. Дым размывал силуэты и раздражал нос. Фейлонг не придал бы этому значения, если бы не предполагал, что в некоторых ящиках, хаотично расставленных по всему складу, хранится взрывчатка. "Это не храбрость отважных, а попросту глупость», - подумал Фейлонг. И в этот момент ему стало страшно неприятно иметь дело с этим типом, с самодовольной ухмылочкой наблюдавшим за приближающимися китайцами. - Добрый день, мистер Ким, - первым поздоровался глава мафии и слегка поклонился, как раз ровно настолько, чтобы сохранить иллюзию уважения к предполагаемому партнеру. - Добрый, - по новому обычаю поздоровался Ким, тоже едва склонившись. Он, конечно, не питал особой симпатии к напыщенному Фейлонгу, но денег с него затребовать ой как хотелось, и в максимально большом количестве. Затем, затушив сигарету о ближайший ящик, бросил ее на пол и приготовился хвалить свой товар. Кроме Кима на складе было еще трое человек, видимо его сподручные, держались они в тени и только зорко следили за Кимом, ожидая его приказов, и Фейлонга с телохранителями, готовыми в любой момент выстрелить или дать деру. - Пройдем. Для начала самое сладкое, прямо с последней выставки. Хенель последней модели – новейшее оружие. Его плюс, если вы слышали – при максимальной скорости выстрелов минимальная отдача, - Ким открыл ящик, стоявший в центре. Закутанные в тряпье - нечто вроде холщовых мешков - отливающие масляным блеском автоматы лежали смирно, как убитые солдаты в братской могиле. Ким перешел к следующему ящику поменьше и тоже распахнул его. - Патроны к ним, – он начал тараторить про изготовление, использование и плюсы этих автоматов. Говорил он на пекинском диалекте с примесью корейского акцента. Телохранители Фейлонга хмурились, стараясь уловить хоть общую суть, но Фейлонг, которому с детства приходилось иметь дело в разным отребьем, прекрасно понимал и эту речь. - Дальше. Ругер - так же последняя разработка. Прямо из Америки. Легкий, удобный, его не видят, что самое главное, детекторы металла. В этом можете быть уверены. Фейлонг слушал внимательно, задавал вопросы. Когда импровизированная экскурсия закончилась, нужно было отдать должное Киму: в оружии он разбирался прекрасно и в музее армии он мог бы занять почетное место лучшего гида, но к счастью для китайской или какой-либо еще культуры, Ким предпочитал другие занятия. Фейлонг настроился на окончание этой части сделки – благо затянулась она уже на час - и приступать к торгам. Если бы он был любопытен, он бы уже измучился от желания знать, сколько за это все заломит его проводник. Но Ким не собирался останавливаться. - И, конечно, специально для вас, глубоко уважаемый мистер Фейлонг, - Ким подвел его к двери в соседнее помещение, – практически алмаз моей коллекции, прибереженный от чужих рук. Ким задержал дыхание и торжественно распахнул дверь. Это была небольшая темная кладовка. Фейлонг перебирал в голове варианты того, что же за алмаз ему предлагают: пушку, ракету, танк? Особый карманный пистолет? Кольцо – бомба? Но его ожидал действительно сюрприз, достойный короля розыгрышей. Там находился человек. С щелчком зажегся свет. Фейлонг пригляделся к человеку, недвижимо лежащему в углу. Ким подошел к худой фигуре в пыли, взял его как котенка за шкирку и поднял его лицо к свету. Сердце пропустило один удар, потом забилось в том же ритме, что и прежде. Фейлонг нахмурился и сосредоточенно осмотрел мальчишку, что ему демонстрировали. "Слухи как вода, ими полнится мир", - грустно подумал Фей. Мальчик, предположительно японско-американской крови, как две капли воды походил на Акихито, только вот был лет на пять положе. Он не был без сознания: его глаза были открыты, но затуманены и смотрели в никуда. Зрачки расширены. Грудь размерено поднимается от тяжелого дыхания. Опоен: так часто поступали с рабами, чтобы они не чинили препятствий. Фейлонг раздраженно вернулся в зал: - Я, кажется, еще при первой нашей встрече дал ясно понять, что подобный товар меня не интересует. Нет, он понимал, что их соперничество с Асами за Акихито было похоже именно на это: на драку за хорошенькую игрушку, и Ким только хотел больше угодить, подсовывая Фейлонгу этого мальчишку. Предположение о том, что Фейлонга заинтересует постельная игрушка, раб, заставляли смеяться. Но ведь никто не знал, какая нить связывает Фейлонга и Асами на самом деле, и что Акихито при всей его привлекательности и талантах не играет в этом никакой роли. Хотя, будь тот мальчишка в той же степени похож на Асами, как он похож на Акихито, Фейлонг бы, не раздумывая и не заботясь о репутации, купил его. Но никому не стоило знать о его чрезмерном интересе к японцу. Смех так и остался задавленным в самой глубине души, а вот его телохранители, видя недовольство босса, потянулись за пистолетами. Фейлонг успокоил их взглядом. - Думаю, пора вам назначить цену за эти игрушки, - Фейлонг сделал акцент на предпоследнем слове, чтобы дать понять, что к рабу эта сделка иметь отношения не будет. Хотя образ мальчика не выходил у него из головы. "А ведь он ровесник Тао", – подумал Фейлонг. Не повезло мальцу. Фейлонг не ожидал, что он протянет больше года, а если и выживет, проведет оставшиеся дни опущенный ниже, чем можно себе представить, смешанный с грязью. Фейлонг отвлек себя от неприятных мыслей, вернувшись к цели своего посещения. - Сколько вы хотите за всю партию? - Двадцать миллионов долларов, - невозмутимо ответил Ким. В его лице Фейлонг прочитал неуверенность в том, что сделка пройдет удачно – слишком сильно он облажался с сюрпризом. И теперь это видел. Причина его ошибки таилась хотя бы в том, что он видел в людях только худшее, и никогда бы не поверил в то, что глава мафии ни на йоту не подвержен человеческим порокам, но так оно и было на самом деле. И только одно беспокоило Фейлонга - это ненависть к своему врагу и желание отомстить. Но, несмотря на неуверенность в успехе, цену тот заломил смешную. - Не больше пяти. За этот хлам, - холодно ответил Фей. Его цена так же была смешной, но торг был традицией, которую все привыкли поддерживать. Здесь ничего не декларировалось государством и налогов они не платили. Торг был более чем уместен. - Девятнадцать. Фейлонг считал минуты до возможности выйти отсюда. В голову снова вернулся образ Акихито. Нежного чувственного Акихито. Фейлонг подумал о том, что будь он на месте того мальчика в кладовке, ему бы так же пришлось несладко. Фейлонг ощутил нечто смутно похожее на жалость и укол совести. Он спросил себя: а если бы это был Акихито, а не похожий на него человек, ты бы купил его? Фейлонг подумал, что да. Так чем этот мальчик хуже Акихито, что ты его бросаешь, пассивно убиваешь? Тем, что он не принадлежит Асами, как Такаба. Фейлонг злорадствовал сам над собой: с каких это пор твои чувства и действия, дорогой Фейлонг, так завязаны на Асами? Абсурд. Этот мальчик ничем не хуже Акихито, ничем не хуже Тао, только он попал в руки работорговцу – незавидная судьба. Фейлонг решил, что купит мальчика. Назло Асами, назло своей зависимости от ненавистно японца. Он спросил себя: как бы поступил на его месте Асами, конечно бы не купил ребенка – у него достаточно бесплатных любовников, зачем ему ни к чему не способный раб? А благотворительностью Асами не занимался. Фейлонг почувствовал свое моральное превосходство над Асами. Это было приятно. С Кимом они сошлись на приемлемой для обоих цене - тринадцать миллионов пятьсот тысяч долларов. На самом деле, Фейлонг был готов купить за пятнадцать, но моральное преимущество давало повод сбить цену. Фейлонг кивнул Ли, чтобы тот принес из машины деньги. С собой у него было двадцать миллионов. Оставшееся он найдет, на что потратить. Пока Ли не было, а второй телохранитель проверял и пересчитывал оружие, Фейлонг полушепотом спросил: - Сколько? – и выразительно посмотрел на дверь в кладовку. - Полтора, - хищно улыбнулся торговец, тут же воспрявший духом. Гармония его ценностей была восстановлена: деньги и похоть – вот все, что правит этим миром и даже теми чистоплюями, что не хотят в этом признаться. А Фейлонгу было плевать на то, что о нем думает этот тип, потому что внутри он поставил еще одну галочку в колонке «чем я лучше Асами». Вонг вызвал машину для перевозки оружия – дело опасное, но обыденное. Фейлонг открыл кейс, принесенный Ли, отсчитал требуемую сумму и полтора миллиона сверху. Ким, взял деньги и выглядел довольным. - Ли, закончишь тут со всем? Тот только кивнул. Фейлонг пошел вслед за Кимом к кладовке. Руки мальчика были связаны веревками, чего Фейлонг раньше не заметил. Тот, казалось, начал просыпаться от дурмана и уже вполне осмысленно и с испугом взирал на мужчин. - Поднимайся, - скомандовал Ким. Мальчик только сжался и удивленно моргал. Фейлонг подумал, что имеет дело с полнейшим идиотом и приказал на японском: - Поднимайся, пошли. Взгляд мальчика стал еще более осмысленным. Он удивленно посмотрел на Фейоонга, но тут же взгляд его поблек. Ким дернул его за шиворот и поднял. Толкнул в спину и приказал: «Иди». На этот раз мальчик понял. Он смотрел в пол и еще передвигал ноги. Ли и Вонг молча наблюдали за процессией, которую возглавлял Фейлонг, замыкал Ким, а в центре ее шла причина их недоумения. На улице мальчик замер и прищурился, но его тут же втолкнули в автомобиль. Фей сел рядом, сложив кейс на колени. - Было приятно иметь с вами дело, мистер Фейлонг, - оскалился Ким. Фейлонг кивнул в ответ: - Взаимно, - выплюнул застрявшие комом в горле слова вежливости. Дверь, повинуясь внутреннему механизму, захлопнулась. Теперь Фейлонга отделяло непроницаемое для взглядов извне темное стекло BMV, и он поморщился, едва не выругавшись. - Трогай, - приказал он водителю и откинулся на спинку мягкого сидения. Теперь все его внимание было приковано к комочку напротив. Мальчик подобрал ноги к груди и, уткнувшись лицом в колени, искоса смотрел на Фейлонга. Даже не смотрел – жег взглядом. Фейлонгу это понравилось. Он переключился на японский. - Успокойся, я не причиню тебе вреда. Мальчик ему не верил. - Меня зовут Фейлонг, а тебя? – решил начать он с простого. Наверное, причина недоверия крылась в холодности взгляда и закрытой позе Фейлонга, но он был таким всегда. Мальчику стоило привыкнуть. - Ладно. Как хочешь, если ты не представишься, мне придется придумать тебе имя, и тогда ты будешь носить его. Мотор в машине был едва слышен. Салон чуть потряхивало, когда машина наезжала на неровности дороги. Но водитель был мастером своего дела. Не обращая больше внимание на затаившегося мальчика, Фейлонг достал из некоего подобия шкафчика, встроенного в сиденье водителя, ноутбук и занялся тем, что должен был сделать еще несколько часов назад – проверкой почты и чтением новостей. У него конечно был Ли, чтобы этим заниматься, но никогда не стоит полностью полагаться на подчиненных, лучше делать некоторые вещи самому. В первую очередь он просмотрел раздел происшествий. Среди убийц и убитых мелькали знакомые имена. Потом увидел несколько сообщений о пропавших людях. И снова вспомнил про тельце, не шевелясь сидящее недалеко от него. Повернул голову, чтобы посмотреть на мальчика – тот резко отвел взгляд. Фей подумал, что если тот проявляет любопытство, разглядывая своего "хозяина", то не все потеряно. По крайней мере, мальчик не потерял рассудок. Машина мягко скользила по улицам. Фейлонг посмотрел в тонированное окно, размышляя над тем, какая часть города принадлежит ему, а какая имеет несчастье пребывать в хаосе вне его власти, хотя хорошо это для нее или плохо еще вопрос. Когда на твои плечи ложится огромная сеть с легальной верхушкой и нелегальной бездной под ногами, приходится быть самым сильным. Сила для Фейлонга стала такой же гранью его натуры, как и жестокость. Не такая бесцельная и беспощадная, как у его подчиненных, но достаточная, чтобы его боялись как огня. Когда они были в нескольких кварталах от дома, в кармане заиграл телефон. Краем глаза Фейлонг заметил, как мальчик вздрогнул, и подумал, что действие наркотика заканчивалось: как раз кстати. - Слушаю, - Фей хотел, чтобы его голос звучал как можно мягче, потому что знал, что малыш будет к нему прислушиваться, как волчонок прислушивается к разговорам браконьеров, схвативших его. - Все готово босс, ящики погрузили, отъезжаем. - Прекрасно, - довольно ответил Фейлонг озадаченному Ли. И сложил трубку обратно. Машина заехала во дворик особняка и остановилась перед главным входом. Дверь со стороны Фейлонга распахнулась, но он не тронулся с места. Их с мальчиком глаза встретились, а в них - два любопытства. Любопытство ученого и любопытство зверя, удивленного неожиданным поведением человека. - У тебя есть последний шанс назвать мне свое имя – когда ты войдешь в дом, я дам тебе свое. Мгновение по лицу мальчика блуждало недоумение, затем он произнес первые слова, адресованные Фейлонгу: - Не важно. Фейлонг захлопнул ноутбук и взял его в руки. - Прекрасно, тогда следуй за мной. Фейлонг выступил из машины и остановился у двери, глядя на мальчика, робко двигающегося к выходу. Но стоило тому осторожно поставить ноги на плитку, украшавшую дорогу ко входу в особняк, как Фейлонг развернулся и пошел ко входу. Мальчик должен привыкнуть к молчаливым приказам. Он должен научиться понимать его молчание с такой же чуткостью, как и любой другой слуга в его доме. Но, несмотря на то, что Фейлонг не стал оборачиваться, чтобы посмотреть, двинется ли мальчик за ним или же помчится прочь к воротам особняка, он чувствовал тень, скользящую за его спиной. От дворецкого можно было ожидать удивления, но тогда бы он не служил у Фейлонга. На пороге его встретил Тао, бездельничающий вопреки всем урокам и заданиям. На его лице беззастенчиво появилась заинтригованная улыбка, и он с откровенным любопытством рассматривал новоприбывшего покрытого пылью едва двигающегося японца. За что собственно и поплатился. - Вы быстро вернулись, Фейлонг-сама, - поприветствовал его Тао. Фейлонг улыбнулся. Тао всегда знал, что нужно сказать, или же молчал. - Позволь тебе представить нашего гостя. Тхень И. - А это Тао. Думаю, вы быстро подружитесь, - обратился он к мальчику, нахмурившемуся при звуке своего нового имени. Имя было на китайском, поэтому значения его ему было не доступно. Тайком новоиспеченный Тхень И оглядывал обстановку своего нового "дома". Своей новой тюрьмы. Богатая прихожая в традиционной китайской обстановке казалась ему очень экзотичной. От наркотиков раскалывалась голова. И у него едва были силы на то, чтобы стоять. В голове вертелась фраза: "Я не причиню тебе вреда", – будто пластинку заело. И хотелось верить в то, что это правда. Хотя и на лучшее мальчик не хотел надеяться. "На самом деле меня зовут Мэй, но так меня уже никто не назовет. Да и ни к чему. Интересно, почему этот Тао так на меня уставился?" Фейлонг продолжил, прервав его мысли, уже на китайском: - Его нужно вымыть, одеть, накормить и уложить спать. Как отоспится, приводи ко мне. Ясно? - Да, - ответил Тао и обернулся к Тхень И, - пойдем. Мэй еле разобрал японскую речь, произнесенную с сильным, видимо, китайским акцентом, не сразу понял, что обращаются к нему. И по спине пробежали мурашки от осознания того, что ему вряд ли удастся выбраться из этой страны. Но домой его тоже не тянуло – он всего лишь хотел попасть в другой лучший мир, а попал в когти дракона. Пусть это станет ему уроком. Пожалуй, все не так плохо шло. Несмотря на ужасное самочувствие, донесшийся с кухни запах заставил Тхень И почувствовать голод. *~*~* Только мальчики удалились, Фейлонг почувствовал неприятное подташнивание, будто совершил ужасную ошибку, и скоро грядет расплата. Чтобы избавиться от неприятных чувств, он поднялся в свой кабинет, из него попал в спальню, скинул неприятную европейскую одежду, которая была нужна для того, чтобы не привлекать к себе лишнего внимания, когда это не нужно, и, кроме того, придавала его виду мужественности, в то время как ему ни раз намекали, что в традиционном платье он выглядит не слишком внушительно. Но Фей пропускал это мимо ушей, зная, что умный человек не будет судить по внешнему виду, а глупых стоит убивать, причем мучительной смертью. Когда Фейлонг застегнул последнюю пуговку платья, снова заиграла мелодия звонка. - Слушаю, - на этот раз его голос был тверд и холоден. Он никогда особенно и не церемонился с подчиненными. Его боялись. Он это чувствовал, ему это нравилось. Ли отчитался о перевозе оружия на склад. Впрочем, дальнейшее его распространение было распланировано заранее. Лучшее останется у него. Часть продадут в провинции. Большую часть по повышенной цене уйдет в самом Гонконге – здесь оружие никогда не было лишним. Теперь было время заняться легальным бизнесом – все-таки быть владельцем нескольких банков, территорий в столице и за ее пределами, и сетью ювелирных магазинов было хлопотно. Как только Фей сел за рабочий стол, и слуга принес зеленый чай, время для него перестало существовать. *~*~* Приятным сюрпризом стало то, что вкусно пахнущий обед принесли прямо в комнаты. Неприятным сюрпризом стало то, что китайский мальчик все еще был в его комнате и по-прежнему слишком пристально смотрел на него. Мей ощутил приступ тошноты: теперь он побоялся притронуться к чему-то напоминающему суп и пахнущему курицей, оттого, что он долго ничего не ел и ему станет дурно. - Не беспокойся, это правильная еда, - заверил его Тао и отвернулся, будто только сейчас понял, насколько его взгляд смущает гостя. Мей сел на край стула и взял в руки ложку. Тао, чтобы не отвлекать его, поднялся и начал рассматривать комнату. Именно в ней раньше жил Акихито. Тао выбрал ее для Мея с самого начала именно потому, что ему показалось, что Фейлонг привел в дом уменьшенную копию того парня. Но этот нравился ему гораздо больше. Такаба делал несчастным его опекуна. Мей был другим – в нем не было того смятения, и Тао отчего-то с первого взгляда решил, что Мей останется с Фейлонгом навсегда и будет ему верен. Откуда в нем возникла такая уверенность, он не знал, но искренняя симпатия к подростку, лохматому, чумазому и слишком тощему, возникла в нем сразу же. И Тао испытал приступ радости только оттого, что чувствовал, что гостю лучше здесь. Он подумал, что будет неплохо, если Тхень И обретет здесь свой новый дом. Причиной такого пристального внимания к Мею со стороны стало то, как он преобразился после душа и в старом платье Тао. Самому Тао оно был уже давно был мал, но на худом мальчике сидел как влитой. И снова Тао показалось, что мальчик похож на прежнего их гостя. Этот также был почти пленником, но, судя по всему, некому было его забирать. Мей робко поднес ложку ко рту и попробовал. Дальше он просто не заметил, как сметал оставшееся под умиленным взглядом Тао. Когда Мей закончил есть, Тао стоял на противоположном конце комнаты, повернувшись к нему спиной и рассматривал затейливую позолоченную статуэтку так, будто видел впервые – на самом же деле Тао просто погрузился в свои мысли. Прикрыв глаза, но он тут же почувствовал взгляд Мея и обернулся. - Тебе нужно поспать, - криво сказал он, - Фейлонг-сама приказал тебя уложить. Пойдем, спальня за дверью. На удивление не было сил, да и смысла в этом не было. Мей не хотел думать, о том, повезло ли ему попасть в этот дом к Фейлонгу–сама или же это самое больше несчастье, случившееся в его жизни. Удача состояла в том, что никто здесь не собирался над ним надругаться, как грозился тот страшный тип, неразборчиво и матом ругавшийся по-японски. Он называл его рабом и пинал. Здесь его одели и накормили. В его распоряжении было целых две комнаты, обставленных дорогой мебелью. Видимо его "хозяин" был сказочно богат. И пока Мей не знал, что ему решить: ждать худшего или наслаждаться тем, что есть. Голова по-прежнему раскалывалась, но прохладное шелковое белье на постели смягчило недомогание. Он сам не заметил, как уснул. Закрывшаяся дверь спальни и щелчок замка не потревожил сон измотанного подростка. *~*~* Тао не был бездельником. Это было непозволительно для него. У него почти не было свободного времени, да и отчитываться перед опекуном за то, что он в очередной раз пропустил занятия, ему не хотелось. Фейлонг был добрым и понимающим в той же степени, что и строгим. Даже жестоким. Послезавтра у него ожидалась серьезная контрольная по истории, а он даже еще не начинал готовиться, потому что предыдущие несколько дней был занят китайским языком, который был посложнее высшей алгебры, честно признаться. Хотя Тао и сел за рабочий стол с явным намерением сегодня позаниматься, но стоило ему открыть книгу и постараться вчитаться в первый абзац, как вся решимость пропала. Тао взял в руки карандаш и повертел его. Пролистнул книгу, прикидывая, сколько ему учить – листов тридцать, не считая дополнительных материалов. Потом прикусил кончик карандаша и, прикрыв глаза, оперся о спинку стула. Из головы не уходили вопросы об этом мальчике. Он прекрасно знал, что никто отвечать ему на эти вопросы не будет, и оставалось только гадать: зачем он здесь, почему он так выглядел, откуда он взялся? Еще один заложник? Не похож он. То, что его никто не спрашивал перед тем, как привести сюда было ясно как божий день, но мальчик не сопротивлялся, то ли от бессилия, то ли от смирения. Он выглядел больным и был очень худ – от хорошей жизни такими не бывают. Тао без труда отметил остатки действия наркотика. Впрочем, просто так судить было нельзя. Нужна была еще информация. Первым порывом было спросить Фейлонга. Потом Тао подумал, что отвлекать его от работы не стоит. Но нетерпение и любопытство все больше жгло. В голове промелькнула шальная мысль о том, что этот мальчик станет заменой Акихито – просто постельная игрушка. Но если Акихито производил впечатление опытной шлюхи, иначе, зачем он был нужен Асами, то Тхень И такого впечатления отнюдь не производил. Да и не стал бы в таком случае Фейлонг поручать его заботам Тао, которого он не подпускал к "грязи" мира, в котором жил сам. Но Тао был умным и сообразительным мальчиком, и факты были на лицо. Он с детских лет привык жить с мыслью, что мир грязен. И ему это не мешало. Мысли прыгали в голове как блохи, и было невозможно сосредоточиться на тексте. Тао подумал о том, что если есть проблема, ее нужно устранить немедля. Поэтому, захлопнув немаленький том истории Китая, встряхнувшись, поднялся с места и направился в кабинет Фейлонга, надеясь, что он на месте. Тао всегда, когда о чем-то просил опекуна, чувствовал волнение и страх того, что ему откажут. Но его это не останавливало. Тао поднялся на третий этаж и постучал в массивную красного дерева дверь, за которой должен был быть Фейлонг. Потом нажал на резную ручку, повернул ее и толкнул дверь. Она отворилась и взгляду Тао предстал задумчиво сидящий за столом перед ноутбуком Фейлонг. Мальчик облегченно вздохнул, отметив, что опекун не выглядел чем-то сильно занятым, даже наоборот. И выглядел он чем-то озабоченным: брови сведены, на коленях вытянутых пред собой ног он сложил руки, собранные в замок. - Прошу меня простить, - начал официально Тао, но замолчал под тяжелым взглядом Фейлонга, впрочем, взгляд его был тяжелым не сколько из-за того, что его оторвали от дела, а из-за мрачных дум, одолевавших его. Но при появлении Тао, Фейлонг попробовал даже улыбнуться. - Ты как раз во время. Хотел тебя позвать. Как наш гость? – Тао тоже довольно улыбнулся, прикрыв за собой дверь, подошел к столу Фейлонга, стоявшему у окна. - Спит... – Тао остановился в раздумье, прежде чем задать вопрос. Но спрашивать ему не пришлось, Фейлонг ответил сам, причем так, будто последний час только и думал об этом. - Да, ему тяжко пришлось. Я выкупил его у работорговца, отвратительный тип. Мне показалось, что от мальчика будет большая польза здесь, нежели если он станет подстилкой для какого-то не слишком притязательного мафиози. Как ты считаешь? Тао пожал плечами. По крайней мере, это объясняло замученный вид Тхень И. - Пока сложно сказать. Но он явно ничего против того, чтобы находиться здесь, не имеет. Инстинкт самосохранения работает. Или он просто в шоковом состоянии. - Посмотрим, что будет. Я прикажу пропускать его везде, а ты прикрепи к нему жучок на всякий случай, - Фей поднялся и подошел к сейфу, стоявшему в паре шагов у стены. Открыв его, достал небольшую коробочку,- не хотелось бы его потерять, он обошелся мне в кругленькую сумму. - Я позабочусь о нем, - как-то слишком искренне и порывисто ответил Тао. - Хорошо, я на тебя рассчитываю, – улыбнулся Фейлонг. - Думаю, ему найдется свое место здесь, - робко ответил на улыбку Тао и отступил к выходу. Фейлонг отвернулся к окну, тем самым давая понять, что считает вопрос исчерпанным. Тао на прощание оглядел его фигуру, тенью закрывающую свет, льющийся через широкий проем окна: прямая спина и руки в карманах, четкие линии ткани, обрисовывающие фигуру. Тао восхищался этим человеком и искренне любил его. Он надеялся, что Тхень И разделит его чувства, кем бы он ни был до сегодняшнего дня и кого бы ни любил. *~*~* Тело дернулось на мягкой постели, и матрас спружинил. В уголках глаз выступила влага, и в темноте Мей не сразу смог понять, где находится. Вокруг никого не было – ни шороха, ни дыхания. Это создавало иллюзию безопасности. Он чувствовал легкий голод, но головная боль полностью прошла. Тело было разморено непривычно долгим сном на удобной постели. Он провел ладонью по шелковым простыням и подумал о том, чем ему придется платить. Если с самого начала было понятно, что его просто продадут и будут использовать как шлюху. Нет, он был более чем рад другой перспективе, но он не совсем понимал, к чему это ведет. Может быть, его просто откармливают, как тушку на убой. Кому нужен тощий раб, когда можно иметь красивого и ухоженного. Неизвестность пугала, неизвестность заставляла нервничать, неизвестность заставила вскочить его с так и не расплавленной кровати и выбежать во вторую комнату – он бросился к двери, которая оказалась заперта. Как он и думал. Потом к окнам. Но и это был проигрышный вариант. Комната для гостей при запертом замке была комнатой для пленников. Он схватил ту самую статуэтку, к которой Тао проявил излишнее внимание накануне, и бросил ее в дверь. Меньше всего он ожидал, что дверь в этот же момент откроется и в проеме окажется уже знакомая фигура. Зажегся свет, потом Фейлонг склонился и поднял статуэтку. - Добрый вечер, - поприветствовал он гостя, который, приоткрыв рот от удивления, так и стоял посреди комнаты, ошарашенный поздним визитом, - не нужно буянить. Если тебе не нравится что-то в обстановке комнаты, ты можешь попросить это убрать. Он подошел к комоду, на котором она стояла, и вернул ее на место. - Думаю, раз мы оба не спим, стоит поговорить. Я многое обдумал и хочу тебе объяснить твое сегодняшнее положение. Фейлонг задумался, потом сел на диванчик, на котором не раз обладал Акихито, на мгновение он вспомнил об этом юноше и взгляд его стал рассеянным, но затем он тут же одернул себя. - Мне не нужен раб, мне не нужна вещь, как подумал Ким. Как мог подумать ты. Мне нужны добровольные работники. Ты можешь подойти. Ты можешь самостоятельно согласиться работать на меня и на мой клан. Работать на Тао. Или же мы заставим тебя отработать сумму, которую я за тебя заплатил, и вернем тебя в Японию к тому, от кого тебя забрали. Ты должен будешь сделать выбор, - Фейлонг перекинул ногу на ногу. Мей, смотревший до этого в пол, поднял взгляд на Фейлонга: скользнул от носка ноги в чем-то, напоминающем расшитые тапочки, по шелковым брюкам и платью к глазам. Черным, глядящим прямо на него, сквозь него. - Я не хочу возвращаться в Японию. - Принимать это как согласие? Мей закусил губу. - Ладно, у тебя еще есть время подумать, - Фейлонг поднял руку и посмотрел на часы. Сейчас четвертый час. У тебя есть время до утра. В восемь я тебя вызову. Но имей в виду, согласившись работать на меня, ты берешь пожизненные обязанности – от меня уходят только мертвые. И то только потому, что у бога смерти больше власти, нежели у меня. Ты понял? Мей посмотрел на удобно устроившегося на низком диване Фейлонга и кивнул. - Да, Фейлонг-сама. Я понял. Фейлонг улыбнулся. - Ты мне еще больше нравишься. Выбор за тобой. Он поднялся. Сейчас лицо китайца хорошо освещалось, и Мей мог сказать, что на нем отчетливо видный следы усталости, да и взгляд не кажется слишком острым, а сам Фейлонг таким опасным. Он даже напоминает живого человека. - Спокойной ночи. - Спокойной, - ответил Мей вслед захлопнутой двери. И замок снова щелкнул. Но на этот раз было не так страшно. Мей подошел к дивану, на котором только что сидел Фейлонг, забрался на него с ногами и, свернувшись, в комочек, задумался о своей дальнейшей судьбе. *~*~* Частенько ему казалось, что их кухня очень странная. Дело было не в том, что она была по-особому обставлена или что в ней не было холодильника и раковины. Хотя можно было считать, что не было. Внешне это была самая обычная кухня токийской квартирки, в которой было мало места и много электрического света по-вечерам. А странна эта кухня была тем, что в ней почти никогда никто не готовил. Китайская лапша на ужин, обедал Мей или в школе или вообще не обедал, на завтрак крепкий чай с припасенным пирожным. Именно такой образ жизни он винил в том, что он был слишком худ. Собственная худоба его стесняла, и от этого он часто горбился, когда забывал держать спину прямо и его били по спине, насмехаясь над тем, как он скукожился. Но, не смотря на это, он любил свою мать. Пусть она и воспитывала его одна. Мей подумал, что хочет курить и после звонка, когда все примерные ученики его класса пошли на математику, вылез на крышу школы и, щелкнув зажигалкой, закурил сигарету. Было немного ветрено, поэтому он собрал ладони лодочкой и закрыл ими едва тлеющий кончик сигареты от ветра. Он знал, что если его здесь поймают, на этот раз его точно выгонят из школы. Но... он давно понял, что ему все равно. Сигарета горела слишком быстро. «Проклятый ветер», - подумал Мей и спустился по пожарной лестнице. Сумка с тетрадями, перекинутая через плечо била по бедру с каждой ступенькой. Потом он оказался внизу, вышел за пределы школы – там лучше дышалось. Школьный двор был так тих, словно она была давно заброшена, но эту мертвенную атмосферу как раз создавал дух школы, сдавливающий любые стремления к жизни. Стоило Мею завернуть за угол, как он потерял сознание. О том, что произошло дальше, он старался не вспоминать. «Мое настоящее имя Такидзава Мэй», - подумал Мей, а потом подумал, что теперь он Тхень И. Китайский язык было учить достаточно сложно, но не с таким замечательным учителем, как Тао. С каждым днем этот мальчик все больше увлекал его и в один момент Мей поймал себя на том, что присутствие Тао делает его счастливым. Было немного боязно этого, но сердце билось быстрее, и Мей понял, что улыбается. Раньше он считал, что без причины улыбаются только идиоты. Пришлось пересмотреть свои принципы, а своим приемным отцом он наравне с Тао начинал считать Фейлонга. Тао был прав. Фейлонг был страшным человеком, но вместе с тем он был добрым. И конечно Мей не забывал о том, что своей судьбой он выбрал службу Фейлонгу до самой смерти своей или его. Мей подумал, что ему чертовский повезло, когда раздался скрип двери кабинета, в котором Мей и Тао в тишине занимались, и вошел Фейлонг собственной персоной. Тао радостно воскликнул в приветствие, Мей сдержанно поздоровался. - Собирайтесь. Завтра мы летим в Японию. На лице его не было ни тени радости. Мей тоже особой радости от этого события не ощутил, но выбора у него не было. Тао улыбался: - Я так давно мечтал, чтобы он хоть раз взял меня с собой в путешествие, но каждый раз он считал, что я слишком маленький. Мей только грустно улыбнулся горящим счастьем глазам Тао. *~*~* Сложив в стопку документов, Фейлонг снова вернулся к разглядыванию глянцевой гербовой бумаги с приглашением на званый вечер. Отклонить такое приглашение – все равно, что объявить клану Такидзава войну, но и приходить туда, в надежде сохранить потом дружеские отношения было бессмысленно. Фейлонг закрыл глаза и подумал: «Будь, что будет, мы приедем». Последний раз подобная мысль приходила ему в голову, когда он практически добровольно сел в тюрьму и до сих пор он не мог определить, было ли это правильным решением с его стороны. При мысли о том, что он встретится с Асами в мирной обстановке его начинало колотить, хотелось выхватить пистолет и начать палить куда ни попадя. Но Фейлонг был сдержанным человеком. Он был даже холодным человеком. О его состоянии можно было догадываться только по легкой рассеянности, впрочем, подозрительные взгляды Ли напомнили Фейлонгу о том, что есть люди способные прочитать его состояние. Но Фейлонга это не смутило. Он знал, что далеко не многие до такой степени приближены к нему, чтобы читать его настроение по напряжению и странным взглядам в окно. Вечером Фейлонг, покончив со срочными делами, поднялся и отправился к мальчикам. Билеты были уже заказаны, как и номера в гостинице. Проклятый Такидзава требовал присутствие его семьи, а значит… Тао. Можно было проигнорировать это пожелание, но с другой стороны Тао уже был достаточно взрослым, чтобы встретиться лицом к лицу с возможными опасностями. *~*~* С того момента, как Фейлонг сообщил о том, что они летят в Японию на несколько дней Тао пребывал в восторженном состоянии. - Мое первое путешествие за границу, - он восторженно бегал по комнате и собирал вещи, скидывая в чемодан все, что попалось. Мей же, напротив, становился все грустнее. Наконец, Тао заметил, что Тхень И не разделяет его восторгов и в одно мгновение, приняв серьезный вид, просил: - Что случилось? Тхень И помотал головой. - Ничего, просто... Тао впервые видел своего друга таким печальным. Да, он уже считал Тхень И своим другом, хотя со слов Фейлонга знал, что для него не может существовать такого понятия, как «дружба», но, по правде сказать, Тао не видел в Тхень И слугу, как бы ни старался. Но он старался не задумываться по этому поводу, и привязанность к нему давала знать себя: Тао не мог игнорировать плохое настроение друга. - Тхень И, - позвал он его по имени. Тот серьезно посмотрел на Тао и тряхнул головой, будто стараясь согнать тревогу. - Ничего правда. Просто странно возвращаться в Японию. - Не хочешь? – догадался Тао. - Нет, не хочу. - Ничего, не думаю, что что-то страшное может случиться. У тебя там остался кто-то из родных? - Я специально спрашивал Фейлонг-сама. Меня даже никто не искал. Видимо, не осталось никого, кто бы меня ждал. - Мать? Тхень И стал еще более грустным. - Не хочу туда лететь, но я поклялся сам себе никогда тебя не оставлять и никогда бы не посмел ослушаться Фейлонг-сама. Тао оставалось только сочувствующе улыбнуться. Потому как он никогда бы не позволил себе оспорить решение Тхень И. Все равно, что засомневаться в его верности. *~*~* Самолет гудел, когда они взлетали, потряхивало. - Хочешь орешков? – Тао пытался приободрить своего друга, словно впавшего в какую-то апатию с того, момента, как они сели в самолет. - Нет, спасибо, я не голоден, - Мей благодарно посмотрел на Тао и вздохнул, поежившись на кресле. Завтра вечером их ожидала неясная вечеринка, из-за которой им срочно пошили новые костюмы, и Мей впервые за то время, что жил у Фейлонга побывал у портного. Ему сшили первоклассный костюм, в котором он чувствовал себя крайне неуютно. Он не знал, как относиться с этой одежде, скорее как к чему-то лишнему в его гардеробе и лишнему на нем. Но Тао заверил его в том, что ему потом часто придется носить дорогую официальную одежду. Мей подумал, что это не самое страшное. А потом он подумал, что это не последний его визит в Японию. Но в целом он решил, что его плохое настроение и страх глупы и необоснованны, поэтому он натянул улыбку на лицо и попросил у Тао арахиса. Не много времени понадобилось, чтобы между мальчишками завязала оживленная беседа, отвлекающая Фейлонга от работы, сидящего несколькими сидениями дальше. Автор забыл упомянуть, что самолет, конечно же, был частным с небольшим уютным салоном и проверенным экипажем. В Японию с Фейлонгом летело довольно много людей: кроме трех телохранителей, ребят, еще двое помощников и секретарь. Поначалу подобные выезды Фейлонгу казались верхом претенциозности, но потом он почувствовал, что ему постоянно нужны свои люди, тем более на чужой территории, и на этот раз он точно мог сказать, что обошелся возможным необходимым минимумом. Впрочем, если ему удастся обойтись без конфликтов, то в Гонконг он вернется через два дня. День рождения внука, из-за которого и начался весь сырбор, будет на следующий день. Фейлонг в очередной раз спросил себя, чего добивался Такидзава, собирая друзей и врагов вместе, ведь он не мог не знать о вражде приглашенных, и дело было не только в нем и Асами. Такидзава не был главой никакого мафиозного клана внешне, Такидзава был министром сельского хозяйства, но при этом он умудрялся активно работать с мафией не только Японии, но и ближайших стран, способствуя развитию сети контрабанды между Японией и Китаем. Сотрудничество с ним было крайне важно для Банши, поэтому Фейлонг не мог себе позволить отказаться от столь странного приглашения. Учитывая, что список других гостей никто не скрывал, и Фейлонгу не составило труда узнать, что же еще будет, Такидзава знал, что делал и не скрывал этого. Фейлонг задумался о его планах, но ничего не мог предположить конкретно. Ему не нравилась идея этого вечера. Тем более требования заявиться туда семьей. Хорошо было Асами, у которого никого не было, кроме массы случайных любовников. Фейлонг разозлился на себя за то, что в очередной раз вспомнил об Асами. *~*~* Самолет приземлился мягко в одном из аэропортов в пригороде Токио. Уставшие после нескольких часов сидения в самолете пассажиры резво повскакивали со своих мест. Впрочем, радоваться было рано: их ждала долгая дорога до апартаментов в центре Токио. Мей зевнул и поежился. - Как ты? - поинтересовался Тао. - Нормально, только странно. Будто вернулся домой, но дом не твой. На самом деле так оно теперь и есть. Мой дом теперь в Гонконге. Они говорили на китайском. Выучить язык для Мея оказалось одновременно и сложно и просто. Он до сих пор путался в иероглифах, но постоянно присутствие Тао позволило ему быстро освоить сложную китайскую речь. Тао почему-то подумал, что рад этому. Но Токио манил его своей загадочностью, и он радовался как ребенок тому, что наконец здесь оказался. Они сели в черный мерседес – дань традиции - и по скоростному шоссе понеслись к центральной части города. Тао с любопытством смотрел по сторонам. Мей хмурился, скрестил руки на груди, он ничего хорошего от этой поездки не ждал. Фейлонг, сидевший впереди окликнул его: - Ты не хочешь увидеться с матерью? - взгляд главы Банши был серьезным и непроницаемым. Мей не знал, что крылось за этим предложением. В любом случае нет, он не хотел. Фейлонг ни разу за тот год, что Мей прожил в его доме, не спрашивал его о родственниках. Мей в свою очередь старался не вспоминать о прошлой жизни. Теперь же его бросило в жар. - Нет, не хочу, - он помотал головой. Фейлонг ничего не ответил, просто молча отвернулся, вперив взгляд в дорогу. Когда Мей посмотрел на Тао, то поймал его любопытный взгляд. - Что? - Ничего, - отмахнулся Тао. Мей стал еще более хмурым. Тао не выдержал. - Знаешь, я совсем не знаю свою мать. - А меня мать бросила. - Ты в этом так уверен? - Я не был объявлен в розыск в Японии. Она даже не побеспокоилась о том, что могло со мной случиться. - Извини. Тао знал, что Мей из-за этого переживает, но совершенно не представлял, что делать. Точнее он знал, что делать – нужно было уговорить Мея встретиться с его матерью. В конце концов, если бы она согласилась, возможно, она бы переехала за сыном в Китай. Хотя это и было совершенно глупо. Но Тао хотелось, чтобы Мей не был таким грустным. Поэтому Тао сделал только то, что мог. Положил руку на плечи Мея, обхватив ладонью плечо – оно был таким костлявым. - Проклятье, - выразил свое отношение к происходящему Мей. Тао посмотрел в зеркало над салоном и встретил взгляд Фейлонга. Тот улыбался. *~*~* Величина и обстановка апартаментов Фейлонга в Японии заставила Мея охнуть от восхищения. Впрочем, он тут же спрятал свои эмоции. Пока слуги доставали их одежду, в том числе и те несчастные костюмы, которые так не понравились Мею. - Пойдем устраиваться. У нас смежные комнаты на втором этаже. - Ты уже знаешь? - Ну, я еще перед выездом уточнил у Фейлонга, где мы будем жить. Точнее про эту квартиру, я знаю. На первом этаже некое подобие офиса, в котором вечно толкутся люди, а на втором тихие спальни. Почти сразу по приезду Фейлонг, забрав Ли и еще одного помощника уехал, оставив пару телохранителей и мальчиков в доме. - Скучно, - констатировал Тао, переодевшись после дороги, выглядывая из своей комнаты. - Тоскливо, - подтвердил Мей. Он был только из душа, и с волос стекали крупные капли воды, оставляя мокрые пятная на голубой футболке. Глаза Тао озорно сверкнули. - Предлагаю сходить прогуляться. Мей поднял взгляд, наполненный сомнением. Тао был слегка навеселе. Похоже, проверил свой минибар, в котором обнаружил алкоголь. Мей в свой даже не заглядывал. Он догадывался, что Фейлонга скорее всего не будет до утра – слишком много у того было дел - и от Тао теперь можно было ждать всего, что угодно. - Ну же, - Тао подошел ближе и сел рядом с сумрачно глядящим перед собой Меем, - я никогда раньше не был в Токио. Нельзя же просто приехать на машине из аэропорта и запереться в номере. - Не думаю, что Фейлонг-сама обрадуется, если узнает, что мы сбежали. - Мы не сбежали, мы вышли погулять. Мей, не будь занудой. Мей подумал, что Тао несмотря на выучку и семью, в которой рос, вел себя как избалованный ребенок. Дитя из золотой клетки. И Мей не привык отказывать своему господину, службу которому добровольно выбрал больше года назад и капризы которого был только рад исполнять. Сам он очень не хотел возвращаться в Японию. Он ненавидел Токио всей душой – этот город для него был как смирительная рубашка или тюремная камера. От самого этого города его тошнило, и он в нем задыхается, так что Мей совсем не имел ничего против того, чтобы посидеть в гостинице. Но как мы уже упоминали, он ни в чем не мог отказать Тао. - Хорошо. Но недолго. Тао просиял. - Хорошо, я только переоденусь. Мей посмотрел на его кимоно, потом на свою мокрую футболку и подумал, что мысль здравая. Джинсы и рубашка, который он прихватил с собой на всякий случай вполне могли сгодиться для этих целей. И еще небольшой револьвер, спрятанный в кармане, не считая кинжала в ножнах на лодыжке. Через десять минут юноши уже бодро шагали по ярким улицам центра города. Тао с любопытством рассматривал витрины магазинов, заглядывал в многочисленные кафе да и просто восторженно наблюдал за шагающим по улицам местным населением. Сначала Тао захотелось в зал пинтбола, пока он опробовал все автоматы, Мей едва не умер со скуки, но не заикнулся об этом, потом они пообедали в кафешке быстрого питания, и Тао потащил его в кино. Как и ожидалось, день закончился быстро, но восторженность Тао была неумолима. Вечерние сумерки уже накрыли город и, несмотря на то, что неоновые вывески и фонари были едва ли не на каждом метре, Мею город казался ощетинившимся и агрессивным. Безмятежность Тао раздражала, и Мей решил вызвать такси, но стоило ему начать разговор, как Тао отобрал трубку и упрямо заявил – пешком. Мею эта идея не понравилась, он проверил пистолет в кобуре под рубашкой и пошел в ногу с довольным своей волей Тао. Его охватило предчувствие беды. Квартал за кварталом они извилистым путем возвращались к отелю, в котором остановились. Иногда Тао казалось, что они заблудились, но тут же мелькали знакомые вывески, в которых он без труда узнавал знаки, свидетельствующие о том, что они на верном пути, и на мгновение беспокойство его покидало. Пока не случилась одна небольшая неприятность: в сплошном потоке людей на них натолкнулся достаточно высокий для японца парень, толкнул их так, что Тао едва не упал, Мей успел его подхватить, но выразительное ругательство на китайском дало ему понять, что далеко не все в порядке. - Что случилось? – озабоченно спросил Мей, удивляясь тому, что ему гораздо приятнее и удобнее говорить на китайском, чем на родном японском. - Моя сумка, эта сволочь ее выхватила, - и тут же встал самостоятельно, бросившись в погоню. Мею ничего не оставалось кроме как кинуться следом, попутно открывая кобуру, чтобы было проще достать пистолет. Как в стрелке он был все еще в себе не уверен и сейчас действительно сожалел о том, что слишком поздно попал с семью Фейлонга – окажись он там раньше, он бы уже столько мог уметь. Столько, сколько могло помочь ему защитить своего Тао. Макушку высокого парня было хорошо видно в толпе – мальчишки быстро его нагоняли и уже не могли сообразить, что их просто заманивают в ловушку, когда свернули вслед за ним в темный тупиковый переулок и дорогу обратно им перекрыли еще двое здоровых парней. Мей, не задумываясь, выхватил пистолет и выстрелил в одного из них. Все его действия были отточены тренировками, но он не учел одного – шока, который испытываешь, когда видишь, что убитый тобой человек, как обрубленное на корню дерево, падает на землю. Этого момента его замешательства хватило второму парню, чтобы выхватить у него пистолет и вырубить его одним движением руки. У Тао оружия при себе не было – все было в его сумке, выхваченной из рук. Когда он почувствовал, что Мей повалился на землю, ему стало страшно. Один из этих типов засмеялся над выражением его лица, что-то невнятно побормотал второму, и тот склонился над лежащим без сознания Меем, Тао дернулся, чтобы остановить его – в конце концов он тоже не был принцессой и драться умел, хотя и никогда раньше не участвовал в настоящем бою – но его обездвижила мертвая хватка незаметно скользнувшего к нему вора. - Это оказалось проще, чем мы думали. Мальчишки не так уж круты. Босс будет доволен. Тао передернуло. Конечно, это была ловушка. Он совсем растерялся и, продолжая вырываться, смотрел, как парень связывает руки за спиной Мея. Кричать ему в голову не пришло, хотя стоило. Закончив с наручниками, похититель достал телефон. - Все готово, подгоняй машину. Черт! – на лице его проступило недовольство, - говорит, что где-то застрял и придется подождать. - Не думаю, что это так уж плохо, смотри, какой хороший куш нам достался. Нам же не говорили, что мы должны доставить их в целости и сохранности, главное, что живыми. Подельник хмыкнул в согласие. Связал веревкой ноги Мея, чтобы тот точно никуда не делся, и бросил его на землю. Паника охватила Тао тогда, когда на запястьях защелкнулись наручники, и по его телу начали шарить руки, - он начал вырываться и вскрикнул: - Отпустите, ублюдки, - японских ругательств Тао знал совсем не много, но это не мешало ему изо всех сил вырываться. Одновременно с этим он корил себя за легкомысленность. Браслеты наручников впивались в руки. Он подергал, но ничего не вышло – хуже стало только, когда он вдохнул, чтобы снова залиться криком, в его рот проникли пальцы, и он даже не успел, как следует укусить их, когда с него стянули штаны и засунули эти пальцы ему в задницу. Он думал, что от шока у него глаза на лоб полезут. От боли и унижения выступили слезы, но он сам не заметил этого и продолжал вырываться. Все внутри Мея перевернулось, когда он увидел, что делают с Тао. Он не мог позволить изнасиловать этим подонкам Тао. Его Тао. Тао, к которому он очень привязался за последний год, а еще... Фейлонг бы не простил ему, если бы это случилось. Никогда. С мыслями о разъяренном Фейлонге он извернулся так, чтобы достать кинжал из ножен и разрезать веревку. Но пока он возился – становилось слишком поздно. Точнее почти поздно – насильник только успел спустить штаны, когда в его лоб вошла пуля. Выстрел был бесшумным – только второй легкий щелчок дал понять, что оружие с глушителем на этот раз поразило еще одного насильника – Мей оглянулся и увидел двоих человек, в руке одного из них был пистолет с глушителем. Он решил, что это кто-то из охраны Фейлонга, но взгляд уже пришедшего в себя и оправившего одежду Тао подсказал ему, что это было не так. - Ты в порядке? – спросил он Тао. Но тот не обратил на его вопрос внимания,- Тао! Юноша смотрел на вошедших, не отрываясь. И сейчас он выглядел гораздо более напуганным, чем до их прихода. Это показалось Мею странным, и он тоже смотрел на них. Мужчина, шедший впереди улыбался чересчур высокомерно для слуги или для охранника. - Асами, - прошептал Тао. О да, это все объясняло. Асами Рюичи. Старый враг Фейлонга, человек убивший его отца. Фейлонг мечтал убить этого человека. Вот в чьи руки они попали. Мею подумалось, что это его люди его изловили. Но потом он подумал, что это абсурдно. Асами не стал бы убивать собственных наемников. Но с такими преступными типами, как он, никогда нельзя было знать наверняка. - Тао? - поклонился Асами, - какая приятная встреча. - Асами Рюичи, – поприветствовал мужчину Тао. Точнее не поприветствовал, а скорее выплюнул его имя. Асами никак на такую грубость не среагировал, только улыбнулся, но явно не этой фразе, а сложившейся ситуацией. - Вас подвезти до дома? - Спасибо, не надо, - выпалил Тао и сделал решительный шаг к выходу. Но на пути у него стоял Асами в сопровождении телохранителя. Тао вопросительно посмотрел на японца снизу вверх. - Уверен? - Это угроза? - А как посмотреть... мне захотелось с тобой поговорить. - Говори здесь. - Вы мне не оставляете никакого выбора. Асами ленивым жестом достал из-за полы пиджака пистолет и направил его на Тао. - Это были твои люди, и нет смысла отрицать. - Думай, что хочешь, - коротко ответил Асами и помахал стволом пистолета, - в машину. У въезда в проулок, в который их затащили, стоял черный Хендай последней модели. Один из телохранителей открыл дверь, запуская мальчишек в салон, и сел за руль. Асами занял место рядом с водителем и обернулся. - И да, прости. Ты не отдашь мне свой нож? Мей, нахмурив брови, подчинился. Он начинал понимать, за что этого человека так ненавидел Фейлонг. Кроме того, что японец вел себя крайне заносчиво, он еще и оказался умнее, чем можно подумать. Его любимый кинжал был в руках врага, а револьвер так и остался лежать, отброшенный в угол в том переулке. Они с Тао переглянулись. В конце концов, он был даже рад появлению этого типа, Асами, потому что, несмотря на то, что он был отталкивающим, он не позволил тем типам изнасиловать его Тао. Мей протянул руку к своему господину и нашел его ладонь. Главное, что они были вместе, а уж как выбраться от Асами, они придумают. В конце концов, если они допустили пару ошибок, на них ведь учатся – они еще смогут найти выход. Пока они живы. На лице Тао появилась легкая улыбка. *~*~* Апартаменты в гостинице, в которой жил Асами находились на самом верхнем этаже и назывались пентхаус. Впрочем, Мей патриотично подумал, что Фейлонг, владеющий собственным особняком, устроился гораздо лучше и уютнее. Впрочем детали обстановки были сейчас не так важны, как другие. Помахивая пистолетом, их завели в спальню и там же и заперли. Через пять минут пришел Асами и подошел вплотную к Тао, который шокировано уставился на него. Провел рукой по затылку и шее замершего от удивления юноши, палец зацепился за цепочку, которую Тао носил не снимая, и, ловко расстегнув ее, стянул с мальчика. - На память, - ответил на немой вопрос Асами и вышел, закрыв за собой дверь. Тао только услышал из-за нее: - А тебе этот мальчик никого не напоминает? Потом они услышали шаги Асами, который выходил в другую комнату, и о продолжении разговора могли только догадываться. Тао рассмеялся. Сдавленное хихиканье перешло в заливистый смех, и он упал на диванчик, стоявший в середине комнаты. Мей изумленно смотрел на Тао и сначала не понимал, чем вызвана такая реакция, а потом догадался, что у того просто истерика и ему нужно время, чтобы он успокоился. И действительно, просмеявшись, Тао успокоился и остался лежать на диване, уткнувшись лбом в подлокотник. - Я еще с самого начала подумал: а что скажет Асами, если увидит тебя? Но сам факт вашей возможной встречи казался таким нереальным. С чего бы ему тобой интересоваться? А вот теперь я узнал ответ на свой вопрос. Тао наконец успокоился и поднялся, теперь он сидел на диване и разглядывал обстановку. Комната была достаточно просторной, но не такая большая как зал за дверью. Она была заставлена мебелью. Но большую ее часть занимала широкая двуспальная кровать с балдахином. Плотные шторы серебристые с черными вкраплениями почти полностью закрывали окно, создавая в комнате полумрак. По полу были разбросаны подушки и на многочисленных комодах и столиках были расставлены побрякушки. - Странная комната, - сказал Мей. - Странный человек, - вторя ему, произнес Тао. Мей сел рядом с Тао и тоже сложил руки на коленях. Ситуация была не слишком приятная. Особенно чувствовать, что подвел Фейлонга и попался в глупую ловушку, и не смог из нее выбраться. И какой ты после этого "крутой" парень? Мей даже сгорбился думая о том, что совершенно не справился с тем, что должен был делать. Потом откинулся на спинку дивана, закрыв глаза. - Я бесполезен. Тао удивленно посмотрел на него. - Нет, ты совсем не бесполезен. У меня гораздо больший опыт в боевых искусствах, да и владении оружием. И знаешь, что? Я тоже ничего не смог сделать. Я даже скажу почему: Фейлонг слишком о нас заботится – мы настолько привыкли быть все время в безопасности. Как маринованные сардины в консервной банке, именно поэтому я и сбежал от охранников. Мей заинтересованно слушал, внимательно наблюдая за сменой эмоций на лице Тао. Последняя фраза заставила его усмехнуться. - Ты сбежал от охранников, потому что хотел, чтобы тебя эээ... - Не до такой степени, но я надеялся подраться. Честно говоря... ты меня испугал. - Я и сам себя испугал, - уперев взгляд в пол, признался Мей. – Не уверен, что еще смогу взять пистолет в руки. Но мне придется. Это все фигня. Совершеннейшая фигня. Мей почувствовал, как на плечи наваливается тяжесть тела Тао, и на душе сразу стало намного легче. - Нашел из-за чего переживать. - А ты раньше убивал? – удивленно спросил Мей. - Нет, - просто ответил Тао, - но при возможности убил бы, не задумываясь. Тем более... ты же ненавидишь японцев и Японию – фактически ты совершил справедливое действие. - Да, верно, – все грустные мысли разбегались и прятались по темным углам, когда он чувствовал теплое дыхание Тао на шее, оно чуть щекотало ухо и будто проникало сквозь кожу, разносилось кровью по всему телу, вызывая в нем дрожь. - Не переживай. Мы выберемся отсюда. - Я надеюсь, - натянуто улыбнулся в ответ Мей. *~*~* День не задался с самого утра. Утро началось с того, что в стране Восходящего солнца это светило возомнило себя поистине полноправным властителем, поэтому посчитало нужным разбудить гостя нескромным светом в глаза на час раньше. Три часа сна? Три часа сна... для Наполеона этого было достаточно. Поэтому Фейлонг решил, что для него этого будет тоже достаточно. В Токио они прилетели ранним утром, так что ночью почти никто не спал. Пытаться выспаться в самолете было глупо – он слишком волновался перед прилетом в Японию. Встреча с одним из поставщиков была назначена на пять. До этого времени Фейлонгу необходимо было обеспечить себе безопасность. Он вызвал Вонга, не менее невыспавшегося, чем его босс, и потребовал отчета о действиях и местонахождении Асами. Отчего-то его не удивило, что тот у себя развлекается с очередным любовником. Он холодно усмехнулся информации, подумывая о том, что если ему удастся продержаться день и не убить его, то вечером можно будет устроить сюрприз. - Каковы его планы на день? - Пока известно только, что он, так же как и вы собирается на вечеринку, дальнейшие его действия предугадать сложно. - Да, конечно, тем он и берет. Что ж. В таком случае импровизацией придется заняться и мне. Отпустив всех кроме Ли, стоявшего у двери, он открыл кейс, в котором лежало несколько пистолетов и выбрал тот, что не видели детекторы. Если его не поймают с ним – будет замечательно. Если охрана у Такидзавы более надежная, то никто не удивиться его манерам. Пистолет встал на место между левой рукой и боком в кобуру из мягкой кожи как раз когда в дверь постучали. - Обед, Фейлонг-сама, - пролепетал голос девушки из-за двери. Повинуясь кивку, Ли открыл дверь. Комнату тут же наполнил аромат крепкого кофе, ноздри Фейлонга дрогнули, когда он почувствовал запах. Ли вложил в ладошку девушки купюру и открыл перед ней дверь, давай пройти. Потом так же аккуратно закрыл. Посмотрел на Фейлонга, но тот был занят просмотром бумаг и кофе. На окружающих у него времени не оставалось. Впрочем, Фейлонг был для него всегда таким – недоступным, несмотря на то, что был ближе, чем кто-либо еще. Он любил наблюдать за боссом. Ему очень нравилась одна его слабость: наедине с собой Фейлонг-сама играл со своими длинными черными прядями, пропуская их между пальцами, накручивая тонкими кольцами, иногда подносил к губам и прикусывал их кончики. Япония для них всегда была чужой страной и враждебной. *~*~* По дороге в западную часть Токио, где и располагалось то самое злачное место, в котором была назначена встреча, Фейлонг размышлял о Такидзаве. Тайный замысел того не выходил из головы. Моментом пришла в голову мысль связаться с Асами и выслушать его предположения, но он сам же рассмеялся этой мысли: «Асами, опять этот чертов Асами, хотелось бы, чтобы он совсем не существовал в этом мире». Такидзава не скрывал своей любви к семье, у него было двое сыновей и дочь. У старшего сына Такидзавы родился сын – отчего это стало причиной приглашать глав мафиозных кланов? Только для того, чтобы натравить их друг на друга и обострить старые конфликты, или он действительно стал настолько глуп на старости лет? Оставалось только гадать и быть максимально осторожным. Машина заехала во двор и остановилась. Ли открыл дверцу, чтобы Фейлонг вышел. Так начиналась каждая его встреча. Он едва улыбнулся Ли в благодарность. *~*~* Фейлонг часто размышлял о будущем, но делал это как ребенок, он не ставил себе целей, не пытался представить, как будут действовать его противники, ни о том, какие преграды встанут у него на пути, справится ли он с ними. Честно признаться, к этому он был совершенно равнодушен, его не беспокоило, когда и при каких обстоятельствах он умрет, то, что он делал сейчас – просто занимал место, которое отвела ему жизнь, это не делало его ни счастливым, ни несчастным. Привычку думать о будущем он завел еще в те времена, когда сидел в тюрьме. Тогда думать о настоящем было совершенно невыносимо, он думал об Асами, думал о том, что будет, когда он окажется на свободе. Он думал, что убъет Асами. Сейчас он тоже думал, что убъет его, но все реже, и в отличие от себя раннего, он перестал верить в это. Ведь у него уже и так было много возможностей осуществить свою мечту. Сейчас Фейлонг чаще думал о будущем Тао, нежели о своем. Он, казалось, был единственным его возможным наследником. Потом он одергивал себя и вспоминал, что жить ему еще лет сорок, а раньше у него могут появиться дети. Тогда зачем вообще ему нужен был Тао? Он часто разговаривал с Тао, чтобы не потерять в нем своего человека, тот был молод, юн, он мог однажды предать его и даже не потому что мог оказаться подлецом, а только потому, что мог совершить массу глупостей. Ему вспомнилась мысль, зрелая, слишком зрелая или же по-детски эгоистичная, которую тот однажды озвучил: - Если ты кого-то хочешь, мне кажется, достаточно его взять. Иногда, правда, сложно признать себе, что испытываешь влечение к какому-то человеку. Но это на самом деле здорово. - Ты растешь, Тао. «Когда действительно кого-то хочешь». Иногда до такой степени, что это просто невыносимо. Невыносимо, что хочется наказать себя за это желание. Или просто его исполнить? Фейлонг задумался, о том, почему у Тао все так просто, неужели это он все слишком усложняет? *~*~* Звонок раздался внезапно. Именно тогда, когда Фейлонг подумал о том, что неплохо было бы заканчивать разговор. Номер не высветился, это настораживало. Фейлонг нажал на кнопку приема: - Да. - Лю? Это ты? Рад тебя слышать. Голос Асами был неправдоподобно дружелюбным. Даже сладким. Только от одного звука этого голоса кровь вскипела, предельная доза адреналина разлилась по всему телу. - Асами? – переспросил он и тут же почувствовал себя идиотом. Асами в ответ рассмеялся. От звука его смеха по спине прошли мурашки, и Фейлонг еле сдержал вздох. - Да, он самый. Я вообще-то звоню по делу. Я тут как раз ехал по делам. Не перебивай, пожалуйста, дослушай. И встретил двух, так выразиться, козлят, отбивавшихся от стаи свирепых волков. Один был темненький и перепуганный, второй, видимо его телохранитель, посветлее и разъяренный. Я, не долго думая, разогнал волков, да прихватил козлят с собой для пущей сохранности. Они мне кого-то напомнили, а тебе они никого не напоминают? Асами замолчал, в трубке была тишина. Фейлонг скрипнул зубами, смял какую-то бумагу, лежавшую на столе – не смог справиться с яростью, вдруг охватившей его, но ответил. - И что ты от меня хочешь? Асами хочет отомстить. Это было ясно как день. - Чтобы ты приехал сюда один. - Мне нужны доказательства. - Цепочка с шеи китайского паренька устроит? Фейлонг вздохнул. - Тогда встретимся недалеко от нашего места. Ты помнишь? - Да, выезжаю прямо сейчас. Фейлонг позвонил Ли, и они помчались к месту, которое он никак не стал бы признавать «их с Асами» - это был закуток перед отелем, в котором они познакомились. Асами тогда не был самостоятельным мафиози, но был близок, к тому. Фейлонг тогда был вообще сыном, младшим сыном, которым никому особенно не был нужен. Тогда Асами выручил его из передряги. Асами хотел напомнить Фейлонгу об этом случае. Не смотря на то, что он подгонял Ли, заставляя его нарушать все правила, когда они приехали, машина Асами уже стояла припаркованная. - Что бы ни произошло, оставайся на месте. Когда я сяду в машину, следуй за ними. Ничего если тебя заметят. Если я позвоню и попрошу перестать преследовать, прикажи Вонгу подменить тебя. - Будет сделано, господин. Фейлонг кивнул и вышел из машины Ли проводил его едва видимую в полутьме фигуру тревожным взглядом и нажал, переставил рычаг передач. Вечер предстоял нелегкий. *** Асами не был напряжен или агрессивен, Фейлонг вел себя подчеркнуто отстраненно, даже высокомерно. Он не спрашивал о требованиях Асами, ему и так было достаточно оказаться полностью в его власти. Впрочем, он отчего-то доверял Асами. Тот еще на улице отдал ему цепочку Тао, она не была разорвана. Тао отдал ее добровольно? Вполне может быть. Тао был умным мальчиком. Фейлонга терзало любопытство, но не настолько сильно, чтобы он начал расспрашивать. Асами тоже молчал. Подобная молчаливость не была свойственная японцу, значит, молчал он специально. - Следуй за мной. Асами подставил ему свою спину, более того, он не проверил, есть ли у Фейлонга оружие. Как это было понимать? Наконец, они поднялись наверх и зашли. - Я пригласил тебя сюда, потому что хочу заключить временное перемирие. Фейлонг приподнял брови. - Всего лишь на время, пока у Такидзавы праздник, это в твоих интересах тоже. - Сначала хочу удостовериться, что с Тао все в порядке. Фейлонг заговорил впервые. - Как беспокойный отец. - Не в этом дело, - ответил Фейлонг, но оправдываться не стал, хотя отцовские чувства тут были не при чем. Асами в очередной раз претендовал на то, что принадлежало ему. Асами повел Фейлонга вглубь апартаментов, достал из кармана ключ и отпер дальнюю комнату, зажег там свет. Комната была хорошо обставлена и представляла собой спальню с огромной кроватью. Тао спал, на удивление Фейлонга за его спиной, совсем тесно к нему прижавшись, лежал Тхень И, обнимая Тао рукой. Тхень И проснулся и сонными глазами посмотрел на Фейлонга и Асами, последний тут же погасил свет и закрыл комнату. В коридоре Фейлонг посмотрел на Асами. Тот улыбался. Фейлонг не подал вида. - Приятные ребята, спокойные. Они с теми бандитами справились без меня. Ну почти. Из японца выйдет хороший телохранитель, я уверен. Фейлонг пожал плечами. Асами устроился в кресле гостиной, в которую они вернулись, жестом предложил Фейлонгу сесть напротив. - Как ты знаешь, я человек практичный, предпочитающий играть с меньшими потерями, на данный момент мне выгодней всего объединиться с тобой. Асами сделал паузу. - Проблема в том, что, как ты сам догадался, нас обоих не так просто пригласили на завтрашнее мероприятие, скажу больше, у меня есть все основания полагать, что по случаю его Такидзава хочет сделать себе приятный подарок, убрав нас с тобой нашими же руками, ну а если не получится, то своими. Начал с того, что попытался выкрасть твоих ребят. - Разумно, а какую пакость он сделал тебе? - Подкупил пару моих людей, чтобы они напали на меня. Это было неразумно, совсем неразумно. Они от страха описались бы, чем на меня напали. Впрочем, я все равно от них избавился, а то мысль об упущенном грызла бы их до конца дней. Фейлонг пожал плечами. - Я сам справлюсь со своими врагами, но с тобой объединяться не собираюсь, ты мне слишком отвратителен. Что ты хочешь за возврат Тао? Асами вздохнул. Он всегда добавился своего, всегда. Просто этот путь был самым тернистым. Но он сулил некоторый выигрыш в будущем. Пока в гостиной продолжался бессмысленный спор подростки уже не запертые в спальне, то ли по опрометчивости, то ли из какого-то умысла тихо прислушивались к разговору. Что и сказать, они столько слышали о вражде Фейлонга и Асами, что ожидали, по меньшей мере, перестрелки. И правда, разговор быстро перешел на крики, подростки вздрогнули, опасаясь, что крики скоро перерастут в драку. Дальше – хуже. Они подглядывали в замочную скважину. Не было видно почти ничего. Но всю комнату пронизывало напряжение. - Они как дети, - вдруг прошептал Мэй. - Нет, скорее животные инстинкты, - мудро заметил Тао. - Почему Фейлонг так противится, ведь сейчас сотрудничество выгодно? - Гордость. - Если он будет делать глупости и дальше, я его остановлю. - Дурачок. - Посмотрим, - сурово сказал Мэй и навалился на дверь, чтобы хоть что-то разглядеть, но спальню и гостиную разделял небольшой коридор, который делал подглядывание бессмысленным. Под весом мальчишек дверь поддалась, и Мэй вывалился в гостиную. *~*~* - Нас поставили друг перед другом, чтобы победить, придется объединиться. - Я не собираюсь иметь дело с каким-то... ты мне отвратителен, я тебя ненавижу. - Тогда почему ты меня не убьешь? Фейлонг посмотрел на него волком. В глазах его загорелось пламя. В голове возникла мысль: «Я мечтаю об этом по ночам». Когда его мысли о смерти и мести Асами стали похожи на эротические сны? Почему этот японец владел его мыслями и появлялся в них так часто. - Хорошо. Я соглашусь работать с тобой, но при одном условии. Фейлонг словно наглотался воды и теперь решал выплюнуть ее или умереть от недостатка воздуха. Асами только приподнял брови. Скептически. - Ты так сильно хочешь его сделать при помощи меня? Тогда почему бы тебе ради этого не пожертвовать своей задницей? Губы Асами расплылись в улыбке, а потом он расхохотался. - Хорошо по рукам, только кишка у тебя тонка, Лю. Как он ненавидел этот издевательский тон, эту самоуверенность и вид: я круче всех. Его бесила откровенная сексуальность Асами. Но он сдержал ярость, зная, когда даст ей выход. - Ты жалок, - Асами порылся в кармане, доставая сигареты и зажигалку. Фейлонг почти зарычал. Черта с два он будет терпеть его насмешки. Он набросился на Асами, желая растерзать его на клочки. Выбил его рук японца сигареты и расцарапал лицо, прежде чем его запястья оказались скованными и сведенными вместе. - Ты до сих пор не понял одной вещи, Лю, сейчас я тебе ее объясню. Асами был насильником - он насиловал его разум, душу, мысли, теперь он принялся за тело. Но Фейлонг не был мальчиком, который бы впал в шок от властного поцелуя – он извернулся и вырвался, оттолкнув Асами к стене. Драка продолжилась. Смесь гнева, удовольствия и возбуждения пылала в жилах. - Убью тебя, - прорычал Фейлонг, схватив с тумбочки внушительную статуэтку, замахнулся на Асами. Статуэтка полетела в стену, потом и сам Фейлонг больно ударился о нее затылком, с такой силой, что показалось, что комната рушится. - Ты не понял одну вещь, Лю, я сильнее тебя. - Умри, - выдавил из себя Фейлонг. - После тебя, - прошептал прижавшийся к нему Асами. Их оборвала открывшаяся со скрипом дверь. В пижамке и помятый, жмурящийся на ярком свете, вышагнул Мей и посмотрел на обоих по очереди. Асами и Фейлонг застыли в немом ожидании. От удивления. От того, что кто-то осмелился их прервать. Мей выдержал паузу, а потом произнес: - Может быть, вы, наконец, трахнетесь и успокоитесь. Потом, не дожидаясь их реакции, развернулся и захлопнул за собой дверь. Фейлонг сдался, ожидая выстрелов, но услышал только смех якудза. Он недоуменно посмотрел на согнувшегося в три погибели Асами и презрительно поморщился, несмотря на то, что слова Мея ударили по живому. - Видел бы ты свое лицо, Лю, ха-ха. Устами младенца глаголет истина. Фейлонг моргнул и не заметил как Асами оказался слишком близко к нему. Фейлонг позволил себя поцеловать, не сопротивлялся, как тогда, в первый раз, наоборот принимал, заставляя себя насладиться его прикосновениями и напористостью. Полностью отдал руль Асами, как тот того требовал, как требовало что-то внутри него, Фейлонга. В голове стала картина смерти отца или того, кого он считал своим отцом. На ум пришли слова, которые сказал ему тогда Асами – и Фейлонг подумал, что все выглядело совсем иначе. От мыслей отвлекли ощущения. Острое удовольствие от рук и губ – теплое, влажное... промелькнула мысль, что он знает, у кого учился Акихито. Асами – профессиональная шлюха. На взмахе крыльев удовольствия вся злость на этого человека куда-то пропала. Фейлонг оттолкнул Асами. Тот поднялся с коленей как ни в чем ни бывало. Фейлонг смотрел ему прямо в глаза. Ни намека на страсть, боль, страх, злость. Глаза дельца. Все еще глядя в эти глаза, Фейлонг поправил одежду. - Действовать надо быстро и точно – именно этого он никак не ожидает, что мы быстро объединимся. Асами усмехнулся, облизал губы, пристально глядя на Фейлонга. Но того уже не волновало это. Потому что он понял, что то, что имело такое значение для него, для Асами не стоит ни гроша. *** Следующий день был самым хлопотным. Они составили план, по которому собирались похоронить весь клан Такидзава. После чего в предрассветных сумерках, Фейлонг, Тао и Тхень И вернулись домой. Сначала к идее Асами Фейлонг отнесся скептически, но чем больше он о ней думал, тем сильнее хотелось воплотить ее в жизнь. Он никак не мог сообразить, каким образом, Такидзава собирался столкнуть интересы Фейлонга и Асами, но по его идее приехать они к нему должны были порядком разозленные. Впрочем, оставалось дождаться вечера, а пока были еще некоторые дела с коллегами. Опять не удалось выспаться. Фейлонг не любил прибегать к искусственным стимуляторам, зная наперед все последствия их применения, но делать это приходилось. Вечером Фейлонг собрал свой эскорт, надел парадное платье, специально к этому случаю приготовленное, и выехал в особняк Такидзавы за пределами Токио, где он собирал всех мафиози и политиков, каких только мог. Это была рисковая игра, способная перерасти в бойню. Дом блистал роскошью много сильнее, чем это мог себе позволить человек, имеющий вкус, слишком вычурно, слишком эклектично подобранные украшения. Смесь всего самого богатого с востока и запада. - Рад видеть Вас у себя на торжестве, Фейлонг-сама. Фейлонг поблагодарил за приглашение, представил Тао, как своего подопечного, поздравил с рождением внука и прошел дальше, не глядя по сторонам. Он чувствовал, что Асами уже здесь. Что же хотел сделать Такидзава, чтобы уничтожить их. Тао и Мею было наказано держаться его, не уходить из зала, но Фейлонг встретился с одним старым знакомым, с которым он никогда не вел дел, но давно знал его – да такое бывает, что интересы не пересекаются, особенно если один живет в Китае, а другой на Хоккайдо. - Если позволите, я отойду. Фейлонг опрометчиво собрался бежать на поиски. А ведь и нельзя было сказать, что Тао он любил как сына, скорее тот для него был ценной игрушкой и в будущем хорошим помощником, потерять которого было обидно. Да и что говорить: пока Тао жил в его доме, Фейлонг мог избегать чувства полного одиночества, что же говорить о привязанности, то это было то чувство, о котором Фейлонг старался не думать. *_*_* Тао стоял в стороне, стараясь одновременно разглядеть всех людей находящихся в зале, он и удовлетворял свое любопытство, и искал Асами, которого почему-то не было видно, и в то же время старался не потерять из вида Фейлонга. От этого увлекательно занятие его отвлек Мэй, сильно сжавший его руку. - В чем дело? - спросил он его на китайском. - Видишь женщину там, у стола с шампанским? - Рыжую? - Тао проследил взгляд Тхень И. - Да. - Это моя мать. Тао вздрогнул. - Ты никогда не говорил, что твоя семья имеет отношение к мафии. - Понятия не имел. Может, она здесь случайно. - Может. - Я не хочу, чтобы она меня увидела. - Разве ты не хотел бы с ней поговорить, обнять ее. У меня вот нет матери и не сказать, чтобы это делало меня счастливым. - У меня тоже нет матери, с тех пор как меня взял к себе Фейлонг-сама. Пойдем отсюда, не хочу, чтобы она меня увидела. - Но Фейлонг сказал, чтобы... И в этот момент женщина посмотрела в их сторону и выронила бокал. - Бежим. И они побежали. Впрочем, бежать пришлось им не долго. И почти за следующим поворотом их схватили и затолкали в одно из подсобных помещений. Там не было окон, и дверь запиралась снаружи. - Проклятье, - рвал на себе волосы, Мэй, - какой я дурак, почему мне сразу в голову не пришло, что я имею какое-то отношение к Такидзаве. Всю жизнь я был уверен в том, что кроме матери, спившейся алкоголички, которая считает меня обузой и мечтает, чтобы я умер, у меня нет других родственников. Тао, послушай, моя настоящая фамилия Такидзава, меня зовут Такидзава Мэй, но я отрекаюсь от этого имени, теперь меня всегда будут звать Тхень И. И только так. Тао промолчал. - Семья всегда имеет большое значение, но я тебе верю. Я верю в то, что ты меня никогда не предашь. - Почему ты так говоришь? - Тхень И поднял взгляд на Тао, тот смотрел на него серьезно. - Потому что до этого момента я был уверен в том, что ты навсегда принадлежишь мне и будешь со мной до самой смерти. Теперь же я понял, что у тебя есть своя жизнь и своя судьба, и когда-нибудь настанет момент, и ты меня оставишь. И это нормально. - Никогда, слышишь, никогда этого не случится. Тао только грустно улыбнулся. - Никогда. Тхень И наконец решился и приник губами к губам друга. - Я тебя люблю и никогда не оставлю, Такидзавы Мея больше не существует, есть только твой Тхень И, полностью твой и больше ничей. Тао обнял его в ответ. Ну и что, что это не навсегда. Это не повод грустить сейчас. *_*_* Стоило Фейлонгу выйти из зала, как он заметил тень человека, бегущего налево, в сторону лестницы. Они с Ли последовали за ним. Он минул несколько коридоров, дом показал ему свою загадочную величину и запутанность комнат – словно логово паука. Но он был подготовлен. В конце коридора на третьем этаже хлопнула дверь, он последовал на звук. В руке уже был готов пистолет. Он ворвался в комнату, там находился Асами. Асами был один и он улыбался. Было ли это запланировано или Асами играл двойную игру, как бы там ни было, Фейлонг ничего бы не потерял, убей он Асами сейчас. - Где они? Асами стоял улыбаясь. В руке он держал пистолет. - Не знаю о чем ты говоришь. Щелкнул взвод курка. - Я тебя ненавижу. Ты покойник. Фейлонг не стал разбираться, говорит он правду или лжет, казалось, он действительно был готов убить Асами, теперь. Да, после ночного разговора, когда он понял, что Асами, этот демон, просто околдовал его, когда он был еще мальчишкой, а теперь эти его фокусы для него не играли роли. Пелена якобы влюбленности спала, когда он увидел в Асами делового партнера, на которого можно положиться. Но теперь он снова на одно мгновение перестал ему верить, потому что Асами поднял пистолет и навел его на Фейлонга, тот повторил его движение. Ли отчего-то стоял смирно, наверное потому, что ему было приказано не трогать Асами. Какой опрометчивый приказ. Он хотел было крикнуть: проклятый Асами, ты опять меня предал, но не успел, Асами нажал на курок. Несмотря на полутьму в комнате он отчетливо видел это движение. Асами стоял близко и не мог промахнуться. Фейлонг тоже хотел выстрелить, но в последний момент остановился. Взгляд Асами был направлен не на него, а куда-то мимо. Он прекрасно изучил своего врага, тот никогда не косил и не промахивался, его рука не дрожала при выстреле. Как игра в рулетку, довериться, поверить, что это не уловка или стать жертвой ловкого обмана. Он впервые в жизни поверил и не промахнулся. Выстрел не задел его, а за спиной раздался стон. За его спиной оказалась еще одна дверь, за которой стоял Такидзава и его сподручные, готовые добить их тут же, как они выстрелят друг в друга. Вот только они не предполагали, что Асами попадет в шею их главарю. Хлестала кровь, не мешкая, Асами, Фейлонг и Ли пристрелили их обоих. Фейлонг и Асами переглянулись. Нельзя было терять ни минуты. - Идем искать Тао. Асами прищурился. Все еще сжимая в руке пистолет, он поспешил за китайцами, решая, что не все закончено. И в самом деле. Вот когда решаешься забить на весь мир и отдаться собственному удовольствию, этот самый мир начинает трубить во все трубы и возмущаться такому явному невниманию к себе. Тао и Тхень не успели оторваться друг от друга, как дверь отперли и на них наставили пистолет. - Ни звука. Впрочем, не важно, вас приказано убить. Мей оттолкнул Тао назад и достал пистолет. Темнота, к которой они привыкли, сыграла на руку, убийца не заметил его жеста и упал от выстрела в живот. К сожалению, он был не один. - Драконенок выпустил когти, - услышал он, а потом согнулся от резкой боли в руке и повалился на пол. - Нет, не смейте, - услышал он голос матери. Потом он услышал выстрел и потерял сознание. Пуля попала не в руку, а в грудь, почти рядом с сердцем. Но об этом узнал много позже, когда очнулся в своей комнате уже в Гонконге. Теперь эта была другая комната. Комната для гостей пустовала. - Мама, - простонал он. - Все в порядке? Это был голос Тао. - Прости. - Твоя мать... они ее убили. - У меня нет матери. - Я рад, что ты, наконец, очнулся. Тао погладил его руку, которую не выпускал и, наклонившись, поцеловал в лоб. Пока они еще хоть немного дети, можно же позволить себе не немного нежности. - Я не видел, как она умерла, но перед глазами снова и снова встает ее образ. Никак не могу понять, что она там делала. Тао улыбнулся и погладил Мея по волосам. - Фейлонг же сказал, что Такидзава решил собрать там всех, кого хотел убить. На самом деле твоя мать была его племянницей, которую отлучили от семьи из-за твоего рождения. Она была для него бельмом на глазу. - Из-за меня? - Но, сказать по-правде, она тебя любила. - Не правда, она винила меня во всем. - Вот уж нет, просто она была глупа и слаба. Ты же знаешь, все люди такие. - И в самом деле. - Я рассказал все опекуну, и мы нашли ее квартиру. Она была захламлена, но там повсюду были твои фотографии. Наверное, она была немного сумасшедшая, но она тебя любила. Тебе не нужно от нее отрекаться. Просто прости. Из глаз Тхень И капали слезы. Он вытер их здоровой рукой. Тао гладил его по голове. - Все хорошо, мы ее похоронили. - Спасибо. Мэй дал себе обещание, что это был последний раз, когда он плакал. *~*~* Большой куш предполагал много работы, в самом деле, им с Асами пришлось отступиться и разделить территорию, что осталась от Такидзавы и других, но прибыль уже начала поступать, что же казалось поставок оружия, то в Японии оно изрядно выросло в цене, и теперь продавалось втридорога, потому что его стало сложнее провозить через границу, но у Фейлонга было много путей. Он закончил расчеты и откинулся на спинку кресла, чтобы немного подумать. Удивительно было то, как легко оказалось посмотреть на Асами другими глазами, ненависть прошла, осталось только недоумение. Ощущение того, что Асами совершенно посторонний ему человек, до которого у него есть только дело, касающееся Банши, с которым он теперь сотрудничал, но которому нет места в его сердце. Это придало удивительную легкость. Теперь Фейлонг мог двигаться вперед. Такая свобода оказалась неожиданной, и Фейлонг собирался ей насладиться. Он вышел из кабинета и аккуратно закрыл за собой дверь, он настолько был поглощен своими мыслями, что не заметил, что позади него кто-то стоит. Столкнувшись с Ли, он обернулся и удивленно полушепотом спросил: - Ли? - Да, господин? - как всегда невозмутимо услужливо спросил Ли. Он словно погрузился в туман, и мысли пропали, когда он вдохнул сандаловый запах Фейлонга. Он сглотнул, но в горле стоял комок, от которого нельзя было избавиться. Фейлонг вздохнул. Он так хотел остаться в одиночестве. Но к присутствию рядом телохранителя он за долгое время привык, воспринимая его как должное. Впрочем, ему было особенно интересно, как воспринимал это Ли. Ли был единственным человеком, знавшим, всю правду. Но все равно служил ему. - Ли, скажи, почему ты мне так верно служишь? Ли открыл было рот, чтобы что-то сказать, но слова не хотели выходить. Он смутился, отвел взгляд. Почему? Потому что иное противоречило его природе. Он попробовал собраться с мыслями, но ничего не вышло – близость Фейлонга кружила голову. Поэтому он решил, что действие покажет гораздо лучше слов. Словам никто не верит. Фейлонг не верит словам. А сейчас самое время пояснить причину, почему без Фейлонга в его жизни нет смысла, и Ли встал на колени, сначала он, как кобра перед заклинателем, стоял, потом не выдержал и вжался лицом в бедра удивленного Фейлонга, притянув того руками к себе. Ли был счастлив. Фейлонг сначала не мог понять, что происходит, потому что сквозь тонкий шелк почувствовал, что ему дарят не только объятья, но и поцелуи. Где-то на первом этаже в доме упало что-то металлическое, прокатилось по паркету и со звоном брякнуло. Они будто не слышали мира вокруг. Ли ожидал смерти. Ли ожидал наказания. Ли ожидал боли. Но он никак не ожидал, что рука мягко опустится ему на голову и ... не оттолкнет. От этого он только сильнее прижался к Фейлонгу. А потом словно дикий зверь, поймавший свою добычу, подхватил его и понес... в его комнату. Ли посмел поцеловать в губы. Ли посмел уложить его на кровать. Ли был счастлив тем, что его не оттолкнули. End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga Late night Pagi menyeruak. "Fied, ayo bangun," ujar Algeo yang sudah duduk di tepi ranjang. Aku tidak menyahut. Aku bergelung ke kiri dengan keadaan yang tidak enak. "Ayo!" Tanpa basa – basi dia mengambil selimutku. Langsung saja aku bangun dengan pusing yang amat sangat. Mataku sakit dan berkunang – kunang. Erangan pelan keluar dari mulutku karena sakit. "Kau kenapa?" "Entahlah, El. Kemarin aku hanya membaca buku terus dan mengajar Altair dan yang lainnya. Sempat bertengkar dengan Lycans juga, " ujarku sambil mengingat. "Kemarin kau menyihir terus dalam perpustakaan – praktek kurasa," balas Kyou yang baru saja masuk membawa teh. Ia menempelkan telapak tangannya yang dingin di dahiku. "Walau tidak begitu panas." "Mungkin kau perlu berjalan – jalan. kami akan tangani beberapa pekerjaan di sini," Algeo mengusulkan. "Termasuk membereskan ini?" Aku menunjuk kamarku yang penuh dengan buku betebaran di mana – mana tiap sudutnya. aku yakin mereka pasti kurang sanggup. Menyeleksinya dengan baik membutuhkan semalam suntuk jika aku berniat cepat selesai. Belum debunya. "Itu bisa nanti," jawabnya meringis. Aku tahu mereka tak mampu – aku paham. "Yang jelas, kau harus istirahat, menghirup udara," tambah Kyou. "Aku sudah sering menghirup udara hutan," balasku. "Tapi masih dalam keadaan stress," celetuk Nakamiya tiba – tiba. Dia berpakaian kaus polos, celana pendek, lengkap dengan alat pembersih. Aku diam. Dia benar. "Fied, pergilah beberapa saat untuk ke mana saja. Bersenang – senang, jangan serius atau banyak berpikir. Apalagi membaca buku berat," jelas Kyou. "Tapi ini tak berat. Ini bacaan ringan," bantahku pelan. Kepalaku masih sakit. Algeo mengambil satu buku yang ada di meja kecil. "Buku dengan judul 'Naga Apalala dan sejarahnya' dengan tebal tiga ratus lembar kau bilang ringan?" "Bagi yang menyukainya," aku meringis. "Setidaknya istirahat dulu Fied. Pergilah keluar setelah ganti kaus oblong dengan pakaian biasa milikmu," ujar Naka sambil merapikan beberapa buku milikku. "Terima kasih, semuanya...," aku menoleh sesaat pada foto Rina di salah satu rak. "Juga Rina..." ... "Tangkap bolanya!" "Aku dapat!" Aku mendengar anak – anak kecil itu bermain bola di halaman sekolah kecil milik mereka. Kecil, namun penuh fasilitas bermain seperti ayunan, perosotan dan sebagainya. Bak pasir yang lumayan besar dengan ember merah muda. Semuanya mengingatkanku akan permainan kecil yang ada di taman kota kecilku dulu. Tempat di mana aku bisa bermain saat tidak ada orang – malam hari – sendirian. Aku memilih untuk berjalan – jalan di antara bangunan besar. Kadang modernisasi memberi kesenangan – kata beberapa orang. Namu, karena bising yang tidak kuasa kutahan, aku menyingkir ke daerah kecil –sampai di depan taman kanak – kanak. Sejauh ini masih belum bisa menyembuhkan tidak enaknya badanku. Aku berdiri di antara pagar besi yang menjulang. Memerhatikan mereka barang sebentar sebelum aku pergi lagi. Aku tersenyum kecil. "Ayo anak – anak, sebentar lagi kalian harus pulang," ujar seseorang yang menghampiri mereka. Lelaki berambut coklat kemerahan dengan mata berwarna sama seperti rambutnya. Senyum selalu menghiasi wajahnya seiring tangannya membimbing anak – anak masuk ke dalam kelas. Nah, waktunya pergi. "Fied." Apa? Seseorang memanggilku? Aku menoleh ke arah jalan, tak ada orang kecuali aku. "Fied." Asal suaranya dari pemuda yang tadi. Dia berdiri di sana, tersenyum sinis. Wajahnya perlahan berubah warna, penuh jahitan. Gaoh…. "Pakaianmu hari ini agak _berbeda_ ya. Kaus lengan panjang dan jeans," Komentarnya sambil tersenyum. "Ada apa memanggilku?" Tanyaku. Aku merapat pada pagar. "Aku ingin bicara denganmu nanti, secara pribadi di tempatku – villain - tempat kerja biasa saja. Sekaligus _bersenang – senang_. Mudah bagimu untuk masuk, bukan?" Tanyanya balik sambil tersenyum. "Kalau aku menolak?" Ia membenarkan posisi kacamatanya, "gampang saja, divisi dua akan kumusnahkan." ... Aku jelas tak bisa menolak. Gaoh tipe orang yang serius dalam perkataan walau tampangnya tidak meyakinkan saat mengatakannya. Wajah menipu. Dan menakutkan untukku. Tapi entah kenapa aku tak bisa menolaknya. Setiap dia ada di dekatku, aku tak bisa melakukan apa – apa. Aku seakan lumpuh – boneka tanpa penggerak. Dan dia menikmati kelumpuhanku. Senyum bekunya membuatku tak bisa melawan kecuali bicara layaknya percakapan biasa dengan teman. '_Kuharap kau memakai pakaian yang kuminta...'_ Well, aku lebih baik menurut. Aku memakai kaus tanpa lengan warna hitam dan...ketat. Dengan jins warna biru gelap. Bagian dalam tubuhku kuperban sampai lengan atas. Tidak enak rasanya jika tak ada perban. Aku mengukur suhu tubuhku, masih lebih dari suhu normal dengan sedikit pusing. Kalau dia minta pertarungan, aku akan meladeni walau tak sampai sepuluh menit. Aku berjingkat pelan menuju pintu depan. Hanya beberapa langkah (kamarku kebetulan terletak dekat dengan ruang tengah yang lurus dengan pintu depan). Aku sempat berdiri – berpikir – sebelum membuka pintu. Bersiap untuk kemungkinan terburuk. Pertaruhannya divisi dua, kubu dan leader! ... "Selamat datang," sapanya lembut. "Kedatanganmu sepertinya kurang sopan ya," Dia benar. Di ruang kerjanya, aku masuk lewat jendela besar di belakangnya. Aku tak bisa lewat pintu dan mengatakan basa – basi yang tak perlu – kecuali pada Leader Mazo ketika aku di panggil. Untuk orang ini, masuk lewat jendela diperbolehkan olehnya. Hanya untukku – saat ini. "Kurasa kau bukan orang yang begitu fanatik akan kesopanan," balasku datar. Aku langsung turun dan menghadapnya. Meja memisahkan kami. "Silahkan duduk," tawarnya. "Apa kau sudah memakai yang 'sesuai'?" "Aku tak tahu apa maksudmu, tapi ya," aku membuka jaket hitamku dan memperlihatkan diriku dibalut kaus hitam sesuai permintaannya. "Polos sekali," ia tersenyum penuh arti. "Apa yang kau mau dariku?" Tanyaku tanpa basa – basi. Tatapannya langsung dingin. "Sederhana, aku ingin kau bergabung denganku. Kubuku – Villain," "Berapa kali kukatakan padamu? Aku tak akan bergabung. Aku tetap seorang Hero,"ucapku dingin. "Bagaimana dengan semua kenalan di villain?" Tanyanya. "Aku mengenal mereka. Tapi bukan berarti kenalan bisa kau jadikan tombak untuk menusukku. Sekalipun kekasihku," balasku dingin. "Yah," ia menghela napas. "Ini cuma negosiasi. Mari kita bersenang – senang," Ia berdiri di sampingku dengan senyum sinis. Aku bisa melihat mata kanannya yang merah menatap tajam padaku. Tiba – tiba dia langsung mengayunkan jarum besar – entah dari mana dia mengambilnya. Aku langsung mundur dengan limbung. Aku masih sakit. Kepalaku tak mau mentolerir. Berdenyut pelan, mau tak mau, aku harus bertarung dalam kondisi ini. "Ayo bersenang – senang Fied. Aku akan membuatmu _lemas _dulu," tawanya. ... "Apa maksudmu?" Aku bersiap untuk bertarung. Sebagai jawaban, dia langsung menyambar lengan jaketku. Dengan gerakan cepat, aku melepasnya. Sempat berputar yang membuatku pusing. Di saat itu dia menggoreskan jarumnya yang tajam ke dada kananku. "Kuh," aku terhuyung. Segera saja aku mementalkan Gaoh dengan angin. Dia bersalto ke atas – jauh dari jangkauan serangku dan menggoresku lagi. Kali ini di pinggang kiri. Belum sempat aku bersiap , dia menendangku ke sofa. "Kuh..." Gaoh dengan tenang berjalan kearahku yang merintih kesakitan. Dia langsung duduk di atasku lalu merobek bajuku. "Apa – apaan ini..?" Jeritku. "Shh...", ia mendesis pelan. Dengan ringan tangannya menelusuri badanku. Dia menunduk di bagian luka dan mulai menjilati darah yang keluar dari pinggangku. "Uhk," aku meringis. Dia tak mempedulikan aku yang memberontak. Dia pintar, menekan pergelangan tangan kananku – kelemahanku. Aku menjerit. Ironisnya, hal itu membuatnya tersenyum culas. "Darahmu enak sekali. Darah 'moth' lebih manis dari manusia rupanya," "Kau gila!" Aku mengerang saat dia memasukkan tangannya ke celanaku. "Gaahh!" "Tinggal satu lagi..." dia menjilat luka di dadaku. Beberapa menit lalu menyapukan tangannya yang basah ke dahiku. "Demam, menguntungkan," senyumnya. "Sa...kit..."aku terengah. Seiring waktu dia membuatku berteriak terus. Kadang ia membungkamku dengan mencium bibirku. Aku lemas. Sakit dari pagi dan kali ini membuat tenagaku terkuras. Inikah yang dia sebut bersenang – senang itu! "Hhh...," dia memelukku yang tanpa daya seperti anak anjing. Orang ini lama – lama makin menakutkan. Dia tidur di sofa denganku – sofanya cukup luas. Sesekali tangannya menekan beberapa bagian dari tubuhku yang menyakitkan. Ia tersenyum ganas. Aku tak bisa melawan. Malam ini aku mangsanya... "Fufuh..," tawanya kecil. "Aku," ujarku pelan. "_Aku milikmu..._". "Bagus..." Lalu ia melakukannya lagi... End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga How To Tame A Lover **Fandom:** Seito Kaichou ni Chuukoku (Hey, Class President!) **Disclaimer:** I own no rights to this manga, or to the characters, events and places referenced herein. I mean no offence by posting this and certainly make no money from this. * * * ><p>In the end, he ends up sitting on the bare floor with his back to the wall, breathing in dust and stale hot air. His clothes are sticky with sweat and his glasses keep slipping down his nose. His hair is slicked to the back of his neck and his head is aching.<p> But Kokusai is sitting beside him, knee touching his knee and arm brushing his arm. Chiga came to within an inch of losing his temper again at the sight of Kokusai's wrists tied with rope. If he hadn't been snatching at the rope and tearing at the knot, he would have whirled around and punched Kawawa. In hindsight, he's glad he didn't. Kawawa seems to be in the grip of some kind of panic-stricken fit. He's alternating between apologising and accusing, and somewhere in the mix he's babbling incoherently about Kokusai and Manami and Yamashiro. Yamashiro started by trying to hush him, hands reaching out to hold Kawawa's shoulders for reassurance, but Kawawa wrenched himself away and hit him. Kokusai's eyes went big and round and Chiga winced. It sounded painful and looked as bad. With the result that those two are standing on the other side of the room, talking at each other and not listening, not communicating, just going around in circles again and again and again. Completely oblivious to either Chiga or Kokusai who still happen to be in the room because neither of them wants to leave those two to beat each other to death. Not that Yamashiro looks like he's in any danger of doing that. He's being flippant and half-joking, provoking Kawawa with teasing little smiles and careless answers. Chiga recognises the truth because he's already heard it on his way to this empty house but even he has a hard time restraining himself from hitting Yamashiro. That smug, uncaring lightness is infuriating beyond belief. He thinks of the expression on Kokusai's face as they last parted: "Haha, Chiga, I bet you didn't expect me to do that." No, he hadn't expected Kokusai to kiss him. Kokusai never initiates anything. Instead, Kokusai will look at him with those innocent eyes, completely unaware of how seductive he looks with his cheeks flushed and his mouth red and his lips already slightly parted. Like he's thinking about sex... "I don't understand why." Kawawa looks tormented, clutching at his hair and hiding his face, his voice trembling, "I could always feel your eyes on me, the way you stare." Chiga really wants to shake the nonchalance off Yamashiro's smug face. He wonders if Yamashiro gets it, that he scared Kawawa badly right at the very start and hasn't exactly made things better in any of his attempts since then. Chiga can't imagine doing that to Kokusai. He can't imagine just forcing him. Though he has come close... He sneaks a quick glance sideways but Kokusai is staring at the floor, massaging his left wrist. Chiga lifts his hand carefully, gently, and reaches out. He takes care to give Kokusai plenty of time to realise what he's doing, and to stop it if he doesn't want it. He lets his fingers drop down to Kokusai's, pretending to self-confidence that he doesn't feel, and he shifts Kokusai's fingers away and lifts the wrist into his hand. The skin is red and raw. Kokusai struggled. Chiga grinds his teeth and feels the anger flare. On the other side of the room, Kawawa takes a step back as Yamashiro steps forward. It's like some kind of dance only neither of them looks as though they're enjoying it. They're talking at cross purposes and if Chiga wasn't so hot and tired and half-dead from stress and fear and guilt and relief, not to mention a barely healed head wound, he'd try to bang their heads together. As it is, he can only ignore them both and pretend that they're not there. It's not hard. Kokusai is there, and Kokusai is all that matters. He takes Kokusai's hand into his lap and smoothes his fingertips over the bruised wrist. He blames himself for letting Kokusai go alone. He was distracted by that kiss but that was no excuse. He knew there was a pervert in the area. He knows that Kokusai has a stalker who's already broken into his house once and molested him in his sleep. He hadn't expected Kokusai to be dragged away by a friend, but he should have been there. He promised to protect Kokusai. "Chiga. Thank you." He startles at the sound of Kokusai's voice. Enough so that he lifts his head from his intense contemplation of the bruised wrist in his hands. "Huh?" Kokusai just looks at him, smiling tiredly but happily, completely honest. "For coming to help me." He opens his mouth and Kokusai's wrist suddenly shifts in his grip. Fingers twist around and then interlock with his. "And don't tell me to thank Yamashiro," Kokusai warns him, grinning at him cheerfully. Chiga's brain freezes. It's entirely unbelievable. Kokusai is unbelievable. After all this, Kokusai is still smiling that same goofy smile. "Chiga?" The smile dims a little. Chiga feels the lump in his throat. Across the room, something is happening. Yamashiro has lost his smug carelessness and something seems to have snapped in him. He's got Kawawa slammed up against the wall, using his superior strength to pin his friend in place. Kawawa is struggling but Yamashiro isn't kissing him this time; he's talking. Low and furious and implacable. The words come pouring out in an avalanche of past and present and future and between the words 'idiot' and 'love' and 'only you', there is a genuine plea to listen, finally, just listen. Chiga isn't listening. That conversation isn't his business and by rights he should have left twenty minutes ago, when he managed to get the rope off Kokusai's wrists and wrapped his arms tight around him in reassurance. He wonders why he didn't just drag Kokusai out the minute the rope came loose. Kokusai is no fainting girl. He's already recovered; he's smiling and cracking jokes and worrying about other people. It's Chiga who's suddenly light-headed and shaking. Who can't seem to make his voice work. He opens his mouth but no sound comes out. Kokusai squeezes his fingers kindly. And then he leans in and kisses him. It's nothing like the kiss from before. This is soft and sweet and Kokusai comes back again and again, barely brushing his lips against Chiga's each time. Chiga feels his breath hitch and feeling comes back in a tidal wave. He tries to untangle his fingers from Kokusai's grip but this time Kokusai isn't letting go. He's holding on and leaning in and Chiga has to bring up his other hand to grab Kokusai's chin. He has to hold him close and tight and kiss him, breathe in the smell and sound and feel of this person that means so much to him. "Kokusai... I love you..." The words slip out before he can even think. "I love you." Kokusai doesn't even open his eyes but he moans into Chiga's mouth and his fingers tighten even more. "Kokusai?" "Koushiro!" The shout intrudes like a bath of cold water and Chiga has had enough. He snaps his head around and scowls before he bounds to his feet and pulls Kokusai up beside him. Kokusai's breathing heavily and his eyes are beginning to acquire that glazed, inward-gazing look that drives Chiga wild. He doesn't say a word. Kawawa is turning his face away, flinching as Yamashiro tries to get through to him and personally, Chiga thinks that Yamashiro should cut his losses and move on. But the heart is not logical and he is lucky, he thinks, so lucky that Kokusai hasn't pulled away. Kokusai doesn't hate him. Hasn't rejected him. Maybe Kokusai is still in shock from being kidnapped and maybe Chiga is taking advantage of his sensitivity. Maybe this will blow up in his face when Kokusai has had a quiet moment to think about it. Surprisingly, he doesn't care. He doesn't care so long as Kokusai doesn't push him away. He understands Yamashiro as much as he dislikes him. He thinks he may go mad too if Kokusai ever pushed him away like that, if he ever refused to listen. "Chiga, wait." The tug on his hand makes him stop in the middle of the empty, dusty corridor and he turns around, heart in his throat. Kokusai looks up at him. "I love you too," he says, and blushes. Chiga feels the happiness bubble up from the soles of his feet, all the way up through his body. He stifles the urge to grin like a lunatic. He leans down. Kokusai makes a small sound of shock, like some kind of funny baby animal, and Chiga's lips twitch in spite of himself. "Kokusai. We're going to have to discuss why perverts keep molesting you, you know." "It's not my fault!" Chiga licks a wide stripe up Kokusai's neck and feels his blood heat up. "Kokusai," he whispers, "You're cute." And then he kisses him. Hard. He registers at the back of his mind that Yamashiro has stopped shouting. Kawawa isn't shouting either. There's finally silence, and for this little while, the world is perfect. End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga Sacrifice for the Art Sacrifice for the Art A Tsukikage Ran spamfic Any and all C+C is appreciated. You can contact me at sommer@3rdm.net All of my fics are stored at the following: Larry F's new address at: And also Angcobra is now storing all of my fics, at Or R+C books at: Standard Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to any of the Tsukikage Ran characters. Xxxxxxxxxxxx Tsukikage Ran, beautiful maiden, connoisseur of fine sake, aficionado of elephants, and by chance, wandering samurai, sat back against a tree, enjoying the shade provided by its leafy canopy. There wasn't a cloud in the sky, and the temperature was a touch on the warm side. But between her refuge and a light breeze, everything felt just right. That was to say, with the jug of sake in her hand, it felt right. To prove the statement fact rather than opinion, she took another sip; a sip in the sense she only gulped twice before bringing the nearly empty jug down and wiping her sleeve across her lips. "Ahh! It does indeed feel just right. There's not a thing I would change. Wouldn't you agree, Myao?" Myao, far away from the tree and toiling under the bright sun, grunted non-committally, then returned to her task at hand. Ran shook her head at her friend's behavior. Myao, as much a country bumpkin as the samurai had ever come across, was obsessed. It wasn't as though Myao had never been obsessed before. Actually, she was quite obsessive. She tended to latch onto things like her namesake martial arts school, digging her claws into whatever caught her eye and maintaining her grip until someone pried her off, or she came to understand the image she had built up in her mind was not the same thing as the reality of the situation. From joining cults to having her picture painted, Myao had a tenacious energy that caused as many problems as it solved. Still, Ran couldn't envision her constant companion behaving in any other way. Nor would she have wanted Myao's behavior to change, though she would never admit such to the girl; it was more fun to complain about it. Also it did tend to keep their lives interesting. However, this time was different. Myao's obtuse, little mind had come up with something that Ran did not approve of, mostly because it seemed incredibly stupid, even by Myao's standards. Ran had tried to talk the girl out of it, but Myao was being extraordinarily stubborn this time. Still, perhaps one more attempt would be called for. Ran said, "I still say this isn't a good idea." Myao threw down the items she had been tying together. She stood up and stomped toward Ran, irate frown on her features. Given the worn state of Myao's clothing, dirt smudged on her hands and face, combined with the martial artist's look of intensity, which was similar to a five year old being told he couldn't have any candy, proved to be quite the comical sight. It took everything Ran had not to laugh aloud. Standing above the placid samurai, Myao leveled an accusatory finger at her. "I have to do this. I'm tired of being relegated to the role of sidekick to your heroism. I am Myao of the Neko Tekken, unconquerable avenger and righter of wrongs. My martial arts are supposed to be supreme. I should be able to dispatch any evildoer with a minimum of fuss, and do so with style and grace as befitting a young woman of my beauty." Each statement was punctuated by vigorous arm motions, almost as though she believed she was a bird and could take off if she pumped her appendages fast enough. "Your martial arts are impressive," Ran admitted. Although Myao tended to look more like an excited little girl than a beautiful young woman when she was beating the crap out of someone. Ran, on the other hand, was all composure and elegance, like a gentle leaf carried by the wind when she went into battle. "They are, aren't they?" Myao started to preen, then quickly returned to her former angry state. "They might be good, but they're nothing compared to your swordsmanship. Swordswomanship, whatever," Myao said, momentarily flustered in confusion. "You're being too harsh on yourself," Ran assured her. "Think about our last fight with those opium dealers. You took out at least a dozen of them." "I took out six," Myao corrected, her voice as flat as a sheet of paper. "Do you know how many you beat?" "I didn't really keep count," Ran said. "Fourteen," Myao said. Ran's eyebrow raised slightly. "It was sixteen." Myao shook her head. "No, I counted the bodies in the courtyard. There were twenty." "There were two hiding behind a paper wall that tried to ambush me while I was fighting that pair of ronin in black. I deflected both of the ronins' attacks, then slashed through the wall and got both of the ambushers with one stroke. They fell backward into the inn, which is why you didn't see them when you took the headcount." "You see?! That's exactly what I mean!" Myao shouted. "You simultaneously fought two armed men, sensed two others trying to sneak up on you, and ran them through in the middle of an intense fight. I would have my hands full with just the ronin." Ran took another sip of the sake, finishing the jug. She stared at it mournfully. "Well, it's not really fair to compare yourself to me. You're a martial artist. I'm a samurai. It's like comparing radishes and mushrooms." Myao shook her head. "The end results are what matters. You got fourteen, I got six. You're better than me. I need to close the gap." She walked back and restarted her tying efforts. "But is this really the best way to go about it?" Ran continued. "Surely there's some other way to improve yourself." Myao shook her head furiously, again reminding Ran of a bratty child that would hold her breath if she wasn't going to get her way. Even Myao's cheeks were bulging. "There is no other way," she fumed "But there are lots of things you could do," Ran insisted. "You could practice driving nails into wood with your bare hands, or breaking rocks with your forehead." "I can already do those." That was a revelation. Myao ramming her head into rocks on a regular basis would go far in explaining some of her behavior. "You should try something different," Ran said. "Ha!" Myao held her hand up triumphantly. "I know why you're so intent on stopping me. You're afraid I'll get better than you, and you'll be reduced to the role of my sidekick." Ran's eyebrow twitched. "A pig would sooner learn to fly than that ever happening." "I'm betting this technique can do it, so you'd better get ready to take some pork on the fly. I'm so confident it'll work, I already copied it in my journal with the other techniques of my school," Myao bragged, flashing a thin book that had lain hidden in the folds of her outfit. "I came up with this great idea shortly after I first entered the opium den." Ran jerked her head slightly. "This wouldn't be after you inhaled from the hookah, would it?" "I didn't know what it was at the time!" Myao countered. "Anyway, it was truly inspirational. It opened my mind to avenues I had never considered before." Myao's face took on a far off look. Ran nodded. Now it all made sense. This particularly horrible idea was the result of a drug induced hallucination. Ran hadn't realized it, since Myao frequently had bad ideas. The only thing that marked this as different was that it was the worst one yet. The samurai rose to her feet and walked toward Myao. "I'm afraid I cannot allow you to do this to yourself." She placed a hand on Myao's shoulder Myao pulled a bottle out of a nearby bag and held it before her companion. "I'll give you this sake." Ran snatched it out of her hand, undid the stopper, and took a swig. She nodded her head in approval. "You make a good argument. Who am I to stand in the way of your attempt to improve yourself? After all, as you have reminded me so many times, the path of a martial artist is fraught with peril." "I thought you'd see things my way," Myao grinned. She seemed satisfied with her efforts at tying, and threw the coils around her body. Ran began to walk back to the shade of the tree. Myao gave a laugh, one tinged with nervousness. "I have one more tiny favor to ask you." "I'll be ready to bail you out once... I mean if you get in trouble," Ran assured her. Myao laughed again, this time with three times the trepidation. "Actually, I'd like you to do the opposite. This technique is going to be very dangerous to learn." "Then don't do it." "I must!" Myao insisted. "It will work. I know it. It's just I've never undergone anything this rigorous before. I don't know if I'll be able to maintain my resolve once I'm undergoing the training. That's why I'll need you to insure I complete it no matter what. No matter how much I beg, no matter how much I plead, don't let me stop, even if you have to throw me back in again and again." Ran shook her head. "It's bad enough you want me to bear witness to the sacrifice. I will not be the one to hand you the dagger as well." Myao fished another bottle out of the bag. Ran was at her side in an instant. "But a friend stays by a friend's side even through hard times." Ran took a swig from the new bottle and gave an appreciative cry of joy. "So, how will I know when you've mastered the technique?" Myao handed her the journal and opened it to the page with the technique. "Read this, and you'll know when I've mastered what will become the ultimate technique of the Neko Tekken." Ran nodded her head. "Very well. Let it begin." then shoved Myao. Myao's arms went flailing about as she tried to regain her balance, "Wait, I'm not readAHHH!" she cried as she finally lost her balance and fell into the pit she had dug earlier. Almost instantly Myao's high pitched screeches came out of the pit. "Ow! Oh my god! It hurts! Ow! The pain! The pain! Knock it off, you evil little creatures! Ow! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! I've had enough! Pull me out, Ran! In the name of all that's holy PULL ME OUT!" Ran ignored the cries, and shook her head sadly as she read the name Myao had given to the technique. It was kind of pathetic, considering it was so similar to the name of her style of martial arts already. Really, couldn't she have come up with something more original than the 'Nekoken'? xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx End notes: Well, I think it's a distinct possibility. Don't you? ^_^ Special thanks to: Jenny Chan and a host of others. End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga Higurashi and Umineko Connections **This is my explaination for the connections between** **Higurashi and Umineko** 1) Rika/Witch Bernkastel/Lady Frederica Hanyuu was part of a demon race that moved into Hinamizawa long before Rika's birth. Her demon clan was going to be thrown out of the village, but was stopped by the Furude Heir, Riku Ferude, who fell in love with Hanyuu. They had one daughter, Ouka Furude, who strongly resembled Rika. The villagers got fed up with the demon's residing within their village and began rioting. Hanyuu offered her life as a sacrifice to calm the villagers. Hanyuu ordered her daughter Ouka to be the one that killed her, which resulted in the first Watanagashi Ceremony. This gave Hanyuu godly powers as a spirit. Many years later Hanyuu, seeing a resemblance to her daughter, took interest in a newborn Rika Furude. Hanyuu attached her spirit to Rika making them inseparable. Hanyuu did not want her new "host" to become evil like the people in her past , so she removed all darkness within the young Rika and, using her godly powers, banished it to an alternate realm, the realm of "Umineko". The darkness soon manifested into a being identical to Rika, who called her self Frederica Bernkastel. The name Frederica was taken from "Furude Rika", the Japanese pronunciation of Rika's full name. Bernkastel may have come from Rika and Bernkastel's stated love for wine, since Bernkastel is a famous wine-making country in Germany. Since Hanyuu and Rika were spiritually connected, all of the, albeit small amount, of darkness within Hanyuu was also banished. This manifested itself into the being Featherine, who vaguely resembles Hanyuu. The smaller amount of darkness within Hanyuu explains why Featherine is less sinister than Bernkastel. Featherine's name came from the two kanji (Japanese symbols) that make up Hanyuu's name which translate to "feather" and "in". Being removed by Hanyuu, both contained small fragments of Hanyuu's power, or "magic" as they call it. Bernkastel, using her magic, created a "board game" of Rika's life. Bernkastel hates Rika for removing her, which means that Bernkastel can never be whole. This is also why she shows little to no emotions throughout the series. Bernkastel wants Rika to suffer, so she created the "board game" so she can control Rika's life, which results in Rika's countless deaths. Rika is aware of this and has even had the rules of the game explained to her. The rules are: X- Someone must be infected and go insane. Y- Takano and Jirou must attend the Festival. Z- No one besides the Furude clan can enter the sacred shrine. Bernkastal is powered by the bad memories of Rika's "lives". Memories such as her friends going insane, the deaths of her friends, and most of all the death's of Rika. Each "life" Rika goes through becomes a tile in Bernkastel's "board game". Featherine, being connected to Hanyuu, undecidedly gains power from Hanyuu's suffering. Suffering caused by helplessly watching all of her loved ones die over and over. Over time, the good memories from Rika and Hanyuu's lives manifested itself into a being that called itself Frederica (also taken from "Furude Rika"). Having fragments of both Rika and Hanyuu, Frederica is identical to Rika while also containing bits of Hanyuu's power. This allows Frederica to wander through time and dimensions. 2) Takano/Witch Lambdadelta Frederica often watches Rika's "lives" while wondering through dimensions. Frederica is fond of Rika and Hanyuu for giving her such good memories along with godly powers. She notices that Takano Miyo is one of the main causes of Rika's suffering. Frederica wishes to help Rika in anyway she can, so she decided to take action. Frederica entered the most recent world and travels back about 20 years to the day that Takano's parents were killed in a bus crash. Originally, Takano (whose original name was Miyoko Tanashi) was at her friends house when her parents were killed. She was then put into an orphanage. Takano and the other orphans were constantly abused, which drove them to escape. Takano called her fathers old Doctor, Hifumi Takano to save her, but she and her friends were caught before he arrived. Takano was forced to watch her friend suffer strange forms of torture before she was saved by Hifumi, who adopted her. That is when she took the name "Takano". Due to her twisted past, Takano was driven to do the horrible things she did. Frederica knew the course of the events. She gave Takano two choices: 1. Go to her friend's house and suffer or 2. Go with her parents and live a happy life. Takano, of course, went with her parents who chose to take a different bus which didn't crash. This is why Takano (now Miyoko) was no longer the antagonist of the series. Throughout Rika's "lives" the events of Takano's past repeated and her darkness was "recycled". Now that Takano's past was changed, her darkness was left aimless, drifting between dimensions. It eventually manifested itself into a being identical to a young Takano named Lambdadelta. Bernkastel was angered by the tampering with her game, and how she was unable to stop it. She decided that she needed more "players" in her game. She takes the wandering Lambdadelta and gives her a proposition. She tells Lambda that if she plays her game, she will make her a powerful witch. Lambda accepts and is made a witch. Bernkastel, despite being almost emotionless, still needed a companion (other than Featherine). She adds a few attributes of Satoko, her best friend, that she recalls from her dark memories. These attributes include Satoko's sinister laugh and love of traps. End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga 1. One Title: Confirmation Warnings: SawakiKei Note: Two-shot, it's most likely PWP in the next chapter…please enjoy and leave a review behind! Disclaimer: I don't own Moyashimon xxx One Hearing a light tap on his door, Sawaki pulled himself up as he groggily trudged across his room, opening the door to the room he was staying in, he yawned a little before he froze when he realised who it was that was standing outside his door, smiling so sweetly. He swore to himself that he did not for even a second think that there was a pretty girl looking for him. No, Kei is not a girl. Quickly pulling Kei inside the room, Sawaki stuck his head out looking left and right, just to see if there was anyone looking. He really did not need anyone to misunderstand anything, after all, if he thought Kei looked like a girl, then everyone else would too. What he needed least right now were rumours flying around. "Kei" started Sawaki as he closed the door behind him, looking at his childhood friend. He was still in that dress; French maid, gothic Lolita, whichever it may be, he could not deny the thought that he didn't mind looking at Kei in that getup. It just took some time to adjust, that was all. Looking at his best friend, the blond boy could not understand how a little makeup could make Kei's eyes suddenly look so much bigger. So feminine, it almost forced him to believe that makeup was a sin; such a thing should not be able to make one question such thoughts. His friend, Kei, is a guy. It was spontaneous, when the man who could see microbes marched up to the man with long raven hair. Putting a hand on Kei's shoulder, Sawaki looked up into Kei's eyes. He was determined. "Sawaki?" Kei asked, not understanding the change in Sawaki's attitude. Ignoring the microbes flying round him, making comments, Sawaki opened his mouth before closing it again. Time seemed to have stopped before Sawaki opened his mouth again, this time, words coming out "Kei, please excuse me. I have to do this" It was not until Kei felt a hand grasping his balls did he realise what Sawaki meant. Instantaneously looking down, Kei identified the hand touching him as Sawaki's hand. And just as quickly, he blushed, his hands letting go of the bags of sake, the glass bottles hitting the floor with a thud before rolling across the room as he pushed Sawaki's hand away, his own covering his privates. "Sa-Sawaki?" whispered Kei as he took a few steps back from his childhood friend. An explanation was needed. He did not understand what had driven Sawaki to suddenly grope him. Looking sheepishly up at his best friend, Sawaki's index finger found its way to scratch his cheek as he smiled "I had to check" Biting his lower lip, Kei felt even more so embarrassed at those words. "You doubted my gender?" asked Kei. Suddenly feeling guilty, Sawaki wanted to look away from those wide eyes but he couldn't, he was mesmerized. It wasn't his fault, it's just, Kei, he, really looked like a cute girl, and anyone would have doubts if that was really their childhood friend after a while, right? Well, at least he did. And it made him feel just so much more relieved to verify that Kei indeed was still Kei and not someone else entirely. "You're not going to hit me, Kei?" Sawaki asked, a little cautious. Shaking his head, Kei started picking up the fallen sake bottles, the shock was over. "No, if it's Sawaki, it's okay" "Huh?" Placing the sake bottles neatly on top of the table, Kei smiled "I kissed you, so it's even" Laughing hesitantly, Sawaki couldn't see how that balanced things out, but if he wasn't going to be scolded by his best friend, then that was all that mattered. 2. Two Title: Confirmation Warnings: SawakiKei, PWP Note: Haven't written PWP for a while…and this is the last chapter! (and as promised…PWP) Please enjoy and leave me a review! Disclaimer: I don't own Moyashimon xxx Two Heavy breathing filled the small apartment. Sawaki pulled Kei's Lolita dress further down, his tongue licking appreciatively at Kei's exposed milk white shoulders. His fingers kneaded Kei's hard nipples, teasing mercilessly, eliciting soft moans from the dark haired boy. A little frustrated, Sawaki tore Kei's wig off, discarding the long, sleek bundle of black hair on the floor. He ran his fingers across Kei's hair, the short nearly shoulder length hair. This was Kei. Pressing his lips against his childhood friend, Sawaki smiled inwardly at how beautifully soft Kei's lips were. The first time they kissed, he had been too shocked to take anything in. Now that he had his best friend lying on his bed, half dressed, moaning and succumbing to him, he could take all the time he wanted to taste Kei, to feel his skin, to caress sensually and love. Wiping the makeup on the back of his hand, Sawaki took the time to stare at Kei, half lidded eyes. Uneven breathing with burning cheeks. He groaned as he felt Kei's hands reach up to clasp onto his shoulders. He could see Kei's eyes focus on himself. It made him smile. He leaned down once more, capturing those lips that were now rid of that disgusting black colour. Velvety tongues slipped in and out, slowly exploring, he could hear the blood pump around his ears. He was excited. Detaching his mouth from Kei's, Sawaki moved his focus to Kei's neck. So very exposed, as if it were just waiting for Sawaki to taint it. And he did. He sucked and he bit into the skin, leaving hickeys, big and small. Kei is his, his best friend, his lover, his territory, all his. His wandering hands trailed down farther, ghosting over Kei's stomach, lightly touching the small bellybutton, softly tracing shapes, leaving Kei at a loss of words, a bundle of nervous emotions. Stopping, Sawaki was hovering over the other, he watched Kei's expression as his hands rubbed sensually against Kei's inner thighs, all the while, moving up towards the other boy's erection. Sawaki felt his own cheeks blush as he watched Kei's expression, wrinkled eyebrows, flushed cheeks and an inviting mouth. Erotic. Gulping, Sawaki carefully removed one of Kei's thigh high socks, his hands lingering slowly on the exposed skin. He could feel the other shudder, the hands that were grasping his shoulder clenched harder. Looking into Kei's eyes, Sawaki found his determination again as he leaned in towards the other, one of his hands placed conveniently on Kei's groin, massaging with an ethereal touch. "I'm going to take you, Kei, is that okay?" The taller boy responded with a curt nod, arms pulling the man above him closer, his hips thrusting into the hand that was massaging his groin. Placing a sloppy kiss on Kei's nose, Sawaki proceeded to pull Kei's black laced panties off, one hand grasping the attention craving erection and the other lifted the leg with the sock onto his shoulder. Sawaki turned his head a little and bit into the thigh with the thigh high black sock. His teeth grabbing the material that hugged Kei's thigh tightly and pulled down a little, his tongue immediately darting out to lick the skin that was now exposed, he bit, drawing out blood before licking it clean. Kei gasped, whether from the sensation of being bit so sensitively or from the hand that thumbed the tip of his erection, Sawaki could not tell. Removing Kei's leg from his shoulder, Sawaki placed it back on his bed with a small thump. He took his pants and boxers off, all the while watching Kei watch him take his clothes off. Reaching over Kei's shoulder to grab a pillow, Sawaki grabbed a bottle of lube and a condom. Placing the pillow under Kei's raised hips, Sawaki pushed Kei's legs towards the taller boy. "Hold them for me, Kei" Listening to Sawaki's directions, Kei looped his hands around the back of his knees, pressing his thigh against his body, he could feel the cold air brushing over his privates, sending him shivers as he attempted to get use to the unfamiliar feel. Kei watched as the boy with the bleacher hair placed a condom over his leaking erection. Kei watched Sawaki coat his erection before coating his fingers with the same substance. He could almost imagine Sawaki's fingers entering him. He moaned. He cringed as one of Sawaki's fingers pushed into his puckered hole. His hole clenching tightly around the single finger. His hands still tightly holding his own legs. He couldn't be more exposed. Kei's eyes followed Sawaki's movements, watching as the shorter boy removed his fingers from Kei's hold, and instead, dipping his head down, his lubed fingers holding Kei's tight cheeks, groping, stretching. Kei could feel Sawaki plunge his tongue inside his hole. He could feel it move, in and out, moving around, rimming the sides, divulging deeper and deeper. Kei could feel his toes curl, he could feel his need to buck up, to want more of Sawaki inside him. But the strong hands held him tight, not allowing movement, only allowing for the appreciation of the pleasure that was being delivered. And he came. Liquid bursting on his stomach, accompanied by a scream. His hands wrapped tightly around his thighs that jolted from the spasm. Kei could see Sawaki lift his head up to meet his eyes. He could see his best friend lick his lips slowly and before he knew it, Sawaki was lapping up all the cum he could that spilled onto his stomach. Kei could do nothing but muffle his gasp with his hands that had let go of his thighs. "Sorry, but your dress is going to be stained" And Sawaki was licking his lips again before he leaned in to lick Kei's lips, pressing their lips softly together for a few seconds before he reopened the bottle of lube, recoating his fingers. Instinctively bucking up, Kei panted quietly as his hole took in Sawaki's fingers, pushing, pressing, stretching. His legs spread further more, he wanted more. He was hard again. Sawaki's fingers came out with a soft 'plop'. His hands reaching out to guide Kei's legs to wrap around his waist, he adjusted the pillow that Kei's hips were resting on. He took in the sight of the submissive friend for a while, enchanted. Only to be brought back to reality as Kei's voice drifted into his ear. He was calling for him. Smiling, Sawaki reached to grab one of Kei's hands, kissing his fingers tenderly before letting go as his hands went to hold Kei's hips, his erection that had been waiting was finally inserted inside of Kei's hot and tight cavern. He was pushing in slowly, his hands holding down the hips that wanted to buck up. Sawaki moaned as he felt Kei's hole tighten, clenching. It was a wondrous feeling. He wanted more as he pushed in more, one of his hands reaching out to wipe away the painful tears on Kei's face. His tongued flickered out from his mouth to lightly graze over Kei's mouth, before he returned to pushing his erection all the way in. Kei's hands clenched tightly on the bed sheet. It was painful. But he wanted more. More of Sawaki. His legs wrapped tightly around Sawaki's waist, he pulled the other closer until he could feel Sawaki's balls rubbing his cheeks. He was in. He could feel his muscles cling tightly onto Sawaki's erection as Sawaki pulled out a little before pushing back in, his movements creating passionate friction as each time he pulled out, he pulled out a little more, and each time he pushed back in, Kei could see stars in his head. He was thrusting back into Sawaki just as much, meeting, wanting the connection. He wanted it, the pleasure, the feel of Sawaki inside him. He loved it. It only took a few more thrusts before Kei's muscles tightened cruelly around Sawaki's member, driving them both into an explosive release, both of them clutching tightly onto each other as their screams filled the room. The creaking of the bed stopped as Sawaki planted wet kisses all over Kei's face, Kei's legs unwrapping themselves from Sawaki's waist and Sawaki pulled his limp member from his best friend, he pulled the condom off him and tossed it into the bin with precise aim. The sake bottles were forgotten, very much like how Sawaki had kindly ignored those microbes that were floating around, commenting, voicing out their thoughts, chuckling and smiling. They did not say anything as Sawaki continued to caress Kei, fondling with quiet eagerness. Kei responded vocally as he dug his head into Sawaki's shoulder, his toes still curled. He could still feel the fullness of Sawaki inside him. He knew he wouldn't be able to forget. And for a second before he slowly drifted into a sweet slumber, if Sawaki would finally be convinced and confirmed that Kei really is still just Kei. End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga The Maria Egg Disclaimer: I do not own Anastasia Club or any of the characters The Maria Egg Reisuke Sumi opened the door to the Tsubaki House of Antiques, looking around the cluttered store cautiously. Relics of all shapes, sizes and ages sat on tables, in cabinets, on the floor, hanging from the ceiling, everywhere, and the young owner, Kamui Tsubaki, was no where to be seen amongst the clutter. "Kamui?" Reisuke called out, stepping into the store, letting the door close behind him before he heard the bell that signaled the arrival. Panicking, he grabbed the bell in both hands, looking around to make sure no one had seen him, minus the people outside. Letting the now silent bell go, he made sure it just hung in place quietly. From somewhere in the depths of the store, a book from one of the many unsteady piles fell onto the floor, letting out a loud _thunk._ Reisuke looked around again and let out a sigh of relief. He hadn't been noticed coming in… Just then, Kamui Tsubaki walked in from a back room. "Oh, Sumi-kun!" she said, smiling and setting her black and white cat, aka the co-owner of the store, on the counter. "I wasn't expecting anyone to come in today. Unfortunately not many people like to shop for antiques on Mondays." Reisuke shrugged and started looking at the collection of Ming dynasty teacups behind the shop front window. "Yeah, umm…" He blushed slightly. Chancing a glance backwards, he muttered something about something 'looking very nice'. Kamui smiled. "Yes, I do love that set, one of my grandfather's favorites. It's a shame no one has bought it yet. "A sweat drop formed on Sumi's forehead. "I wasn't talking about the tea set," he mumbled. "Anyway, Kamui, I wanted to come to talk to you about the Maria Egg." "Did any of the other members of the Anastasia Club know you were coming here?" the High School student asked, petting the fat animal napping on the make-shift counter. "I mean, if it's something important, than shouldn't the Professor, Sene, and Hoshi know, too?" Reisuke shook his head. "I did not tell them. Knowing Sene, he'd tell the Mafia. I actually came to see what you had to say about how my grandfather may have found it in that antique store." Tsubaki Kamui smiled and took a seat on the counter next to the cat, motioning Reisuke to join her. The long-believed descendant of Nicholas II hesitated for a moment before accepting the seat. Kamui thought for a few seconds. "More than likely, the egg was found at the Romanov's hiding place in 'The House of Special Purpose' and stolen by one of the soldiers that massacred the Romanov family, minus Anastasia. After the Revolution and during the big hype about the murder of the Tsar and his family, the face value of any one of the eggs would have been automatically doubled. Add the fact that it was a custom Faberge, the amount it could have been sold for was enormous enough that he took to egg to someone who would give him it's worth. "After that, it was probably no more than a window ornament in the antique shop until your grandfather purchased it. That's the way a lot of these sorts of things get into different people's hands. It's amazing we can even guess how it got there in the first place," Kamui let out a deep sigh and looked into the space in front of her. "But, of course, that's just my conclusion." Reisuke shrugged and a small smile played on his normally stern features. "I trust your judgment more than I trust any others." "I beg your pardon, Sumi-kun?" Sumi Reisuke blushed a little. "Nothing. And you don't have to be formal, just call me Reisuke, alright?" Kamui smiled and nodded. "Alright, Reisuke-kun." The old grandfather clock in the far right-hand began to chime the time. One, two, three, four… Reisuke looked at the mid 18th century timepiece and stood up. "I need to get going. The twins will be home soon, and I have to keep an eye on them." "Oh, yes, of course!" Tsubaki said, hurrying up and giving a farewell bow. "I'm sorry to have kept you so long, Sum- I mean- Reisuke-kun. I hope I was of some help about the Maria Egg." Reisuke smiled. "You were, Kamui. Oh, and before I go, I'd like to purchase that Ming tea set behind the shop window." The young antiquarian's face lit up with joy. "Oh, of course! Let me get it for you!" She scrambled for a bag and hurried to the set, placing each piece in tissue paper before setting it in the paper bag. When she was done, she took the bag up to Reisuke. "How much would you like for it?" he asked her, but she only shook her head. "As long as it is treasured as much as I and my grandfather have treasured it that is payment enough." Sumi shook his head and mussed up the student's hair. "Here's 1,500 yen for it," Reisuke said, placing the money on the cat's back before heading for the door. Kamui just stood there, trying to get her hair back in place when she heard the bell tinkle once to signal the door opening. It almost seemed as if time froze for a minute, as the bell did not tinkle against the glass door the second time, as it normally did. "You know, you should really take this bell off your door," Reisuke said, looking at the open door. "Ah yes, umm, I've always meant to take it off there, it looks too out of place," Kamui said, facing the dark-haired college student. "Just give me a second…" She walked over to the door and reached for the bell, which was just beyond her reach. "Oh, I hate being short!" Reisuke chuckled slightly and untied the bell from around the little metal loop it was attached to the door by. Bending down just a hair, he tied it around Kamui's neck. "There you go. Now next time I come in, I won't have to search the place for you." Kamui's face turned a bright shade of red. "I…um… thanks…. Have a good day, Reisuke-kun," she said as the Anastasia Club member walked off. "Take good care of the tea set!" Reisuke didn't look back. Maybe it was because, if he did, he'd stay there longer when he knew he had to leave. But, more than likely, it was to hide the genuine smile plastered to his face. End file.

Misc. Anime/Manga, Humor, Romance

Fanfiction

Misc. Anime/Manga 1. Chapter 1 Style of Show: Anime Show Name: Puchi Puri Yuushi Type of Fanfic: Romance Focus Characters: Gaga – Grenda's steward, a seven-foot-tall black-bodied cat-like demon with long, silver hair. He has occasional accidents when his hip goes out and can make long-winded lectures that can put anyone listening to sleep, much to his annoyance. Always loyal without question, Gaga takes great pride in being a steward, and has served for over 1000 years. He can also transform into a black, red-eyed cat with bat-like wings. Nikolai Nomasdina – Master swordsman, gypsy caravan boss, and old friend of Gaga, he is possessed of the Sight, the magical ability to see the absolute truth in what he looks at. He despises those who don't respect others, but he refuses to let his bias interfere with the caravan's well-being. He is approximately 58. Onua Nomasdina – Niko's daughter, she is a peerless singer, dancer, and acrobat. Although she is extremely beautiful, she hates idle flattery and false praise. She admires sincerity, honesty, and restraint above all else. She is 25. Semi-main Characters: Grenda – Princess of Hell "with radiant beauty and fantastic magical powers" She can be a bit of a braggart, and she's quick-tempered, but she can be sweet. She tries to hide this when she can. Yuushi – Platinum Princess and princess of the Human World, she's a cheerful, hardworking girl who is also Grenda's friend. Kokoru – Princess of the Ghostly Realm, she is a soft-spoken girl, who is so gentle that she is often ignored and talked-over by the much louder Yuushi and Grenda. Beth – Fairy Princess, she is independent and strong. Her closest friend is Kokoru, but she is friend to all of the other girls. Erumina - As the Princess of Heaven, she is an angel who wears white robes and has wings. She is very studious and fastidious, and a bit of a humorless goody-two-shoes. She has befriended the other girls. Niobe Nomasdina – Niko's wife, she was once considered the most beautiful woman in the world. She's now a comfortably-padded middle-aged woman, with a kind heart and understanding nature. She's a wonderful cook and seamstress, and a decent singer and dancer. Approximately 56. Supporting Characters: Cube – Yuushi's young demon servant, he can summon magical objects from the demon plane. Chow – Kokoru's servant, a small ghost. Berubel – Beth's servant, a tiny pixie. Barizan – Erumina's servant, a large robot. Gunberd – Yuushi's adoptive father. Erlsel – The Queen, and principal of the Princess academy. Arc – The Prince, and Yuushi's beau, Gunberd is his true father, though only he, Gunberd, and the Queen know that. -Gypsy Romance- (Main Courtyard of the Princess academy) The five former Platinum Princess candidates are standing near the bulletin board, looking for any remaining part-time jobs. There is only one left, near the top right-hand corner of the board. Yuushi jumps up to get it. "Hmph!" said Grenda, "If Erumina's wings hadn't gotten caught on a coatrack, we'd have been able to pick any job we wanted. Now my radiant beauty and fantastic magical powers may go to waste!" "You could have kept going, I would have disentangled myself." Erumina replied calmly. "It doesn't matter, the job will take up to five." interjected Beth, who was looking over Yuushi's shoulder. "Um… but what is it?" asked Kokoru. "A Gypsy caravan has come into town. They're looking for assistants." (The girls are walking across the bridge, their respective servants waiting to pick them up.) "It doesn't start until tomorrow though." "In that case," said Erumina, "I had best be going home. Barizan." "Yes, Princess." the large robot replied. He lifted her easily to his shoulder and walked off, his feet making loud pounding noises, as usual. "I'll go home too" said Beth, and ran off swiftly into the trees, followed by Berubel, who cried, "Wait for me-desu!" "I should go too…" said Kokoru softly. "Good-bye Yuushi-san, Grenda-san, see you tomorrow!" "I'm right behind you, Kokoru-chan!" piped her little ghost servant, Chow. Yuushi turned to Grenda, smiling. "Will you walk home with me, Grenda? Come on, it'll be fun!" "I suppose so. Come on Gaga." "Yes, Princess." "You too, Cube!" "Right, miss!" (whispering) "Though, really, walking home with Princess Grenda can be…" "Don't speak ill of the Princess!" Gaga interrupted sharply. "I wasn't! I was going to say it can be… interesting! Really!" Oh, of _course_ you were! That's why you were whispering!" "Eh-heh-heh… Anyway, miss, what job did you get this time?" Cube changed the subject. "We're going to be assistants to the gypsy caravan that just arrived in town." Yuushi answered his query. "Gypsies?" asked Gaga, "I haven't seen a gypsy show in a while." "Shows? Gypsies are performers?" Asked Yuushi. "Oh, yes. They sing, dance, perform acrobatics, and do weapons exhibitions, that sort of thing. They also sell their delicious foods and the crafts they make." "Hmph!" Sniffed Grenda. "They can't be that good or they'd have come to Hell before." "Actually, Princess, they have." Gaga corrected her. Hoping she wouldn't be upset about it, he added, "Though that was before your time, about fifty years ago." "Really?" Yuushi was interested now, she didn't know much about Gaga, other than that he was Grenda's tall, old, and fiercely loyal servant. "Was that when you last saw them?" "Yes," he said nostalgically, "They entertained at the palace…" 2. Chapter 2 --Begin Long, Involved Flashback— Demon Realm, 50 years ago. A caravan of gypsies is near the Royal Palace. The gypsies themselves are preparing for later performances. Scene shifts to show a young boy, about 8 years old, in a field on the other side of the Palace. He has wavy black hair and vivid green eyes. The boy walked along, looking around seriously, studying his surroundings, which did not intimidate him in the least. The scene shifts to show Gaga walking by, along the side of the Palace. He doesn't look any younger. (Not surprising, 50 years out of over 1000 doesn't make that much of a difference) He notices the boy, and, curious, goes over to talk with him. "And who might you be?" he asked. "My name is Nikolai Nomasdina." The boy looked at Gaga seriously, "You may call me Niko, since my full name is to long for most people." Gaga smiled, amused. "Very well, Niko-kun. You may call me Gaga." "Do you work here, Gaga-san?" Asked Niko. Yes, I do. I've been serving Hell's Royal family loyally for 954 years. Why do you ask?" "I wanted to know." Niko said frankly. Gaga blinked. _Okay…_ "I see, did you com with the gypsy caravan? We don't get many humans in the Demon Realm." "Yes, but I am not yet experienced enough for our major performances. Therefore, I am exploring." Again, Gaga smiled. Niko was a serious, forthright boy, and he seemed far more mature than his mere 8 years. "Are you always this serious Niko-kun?" They sat down on the grass. "No, I'm usually more playful, but I had my fortune told.' "Oh, was it a bad fortune?' 'No, it was a very good one, but was actually a prophesy of sorts, so I wanted to consider it seriously." "A prophesy?" "Yes, when a gypsy turns 8, he has his marriage prophesied, which is why so few of us have marriage troubles." "Oh, I see. So what was your prophesy?" Niko closed his eyes, trying to recite it perfectly. "This boy will marry the most beautiful woman of her generation, who will bear him the most talented daughter of her type. The girl will befriend those who stand athwart the tangled skein, and she may marry Death or she may marry Evil." "That's quite the prophesy, are you certain it's true?" "Yes, I have the Sight, so I know it is." "The Sight?" Gaga was surprised, he had never heard of this before. "The Sight is a magical gift that only gypsies have, and even among us it's rare. Only one or two possess it every generation, and it isn't necessarily passed on from parent to child. The Sight, when used properly, allows one to see the absolute truth in what he looks at." "The absolute truth?" "Only when used properly. Right now I can only tell whether what someone says is true or false, and then only when I'm looking directly at them." "I see, but then you _are_ very young. You can't expect to be perfect." "I don't, but I do expect to be able to tell whether someone is what I think of them as or not." "What do you mean?" "If I were to look at someone as a blacksmith, I could see their potential in that field, as well as their current ability." "Oh, I see. That _would_ be useful." "Yes, and since I plan to be a swordsman, it will come in handy for predicting my opponent's next move." "It would, wouldn't it?' "Yes." They were silent, considering the possibilities of such a gift. A loud whistle split the air, startling them. "It looks like the shows are starting." Said Niko with a sigh, "I had better get back to the caravan." He stood. In a spur-of-the-moment decision, Gaga scooped Niko up and set him on his shoulders. "I will carry you back." He said, and started walking. Niko started to chuckle, then they both laughed merrily as they moved toward the wagons. --End Long, Involved Flashback-- 3. Chapter 3 This next chapter is relatively short. Sorry. "Wow! What an amazing story!" exclaimed Yuushi. "Hmph! I'm just surprised Gaga could laugh like that. He's such an old stick-in-the-mud." Sniffed Grenda. "But, Princess…" gaga sighed, thinking, 'you are part of the reason I'm like this. If I wasn't, you'd get into so much more trouble… Oh, my! I can't believe I'm even thinking this!' They had arrived at the path to Yuushi's house. Before parting, Yuushi said, "Wouldn't it be amazing if the gypsies who just came to town were the same ones Gaga met? Although," she added thoughtfully, "Niko-kun would be an old man by now, we'd have to call him Nomasdina-san!" "Gaga-san!" The shout came from down the street. The figure who had shouted was coming up swiftly at a lope, his long legs carrying him with easy grace. He was a tall man, lean but fit, with thick, wavy black hair, piercingly green eyes, and an eagle nose. "Gaga-san!" he cried. "It's me little Niko-kun, though I'm not so little anymore! I could probably lift _you_ now!" As he reached them, he caught Gaga up in a bear hug, twirling him around. "looks like I was right!" Yuushi, Cube, and Grenda looked at each other. What were the chances? 4. Chapter 4 "Niko-kun?" Gaga was shocked. Not only was he face to face with someone he hadn't seen in 50 years, but the little boy he remembered had grown up. A fine man in his latter middle years, he was still in fine health; the only sign of his age was the silvering at his temples, although his wavy black hair was still thick. 'He'd be 58 now.' Gaga thought. 'That's old enough to have some young grandchildren, for humans.' "No, it's Nomasdina-san now, isn't it?" he corrected himself. Niko laughed, "I may be grown up, but you're still my elder Gaga-san. Niko-san is good enough." Just then, Niko noticed Yuushi and Cube. "And who might these be?" "Oh! I'm Yuushi, and this is Cube. Pleased to meet you, Niko-san!" Yuushi smiled up at him. "Gaga just told us about how you two met!" Niko smiled back down at her. "That was a good time." He turned to Gaga "You look just like you did then; maybe a bit more careworn, but still good." "Thank you, but how are you doing? Did you ever master the Sight?" "I'm doing very well! I'm now the Caravan Boss, and while I haven't _completely_ mastered the Sight, I can accurately gauge potential and see through any deceit." "Hmph!" Said Grenda, miffed at being overlooked. "That's not so special, any magician could do the same!" "Really? And I suppose you could do it, couldn't you?" Niko smiled still, but there was an edge of sarcasm to his reply. "Actually, Princess, a magician can't do those things. Or, if he can, he can't do them nearly so well or so quickly. It would take a great deal of time and effort, and it's doubtful that he would succeed in time to be useful." Gaga didn't want to offend the princess, but he didn't want her to offend Niko-kun, Niko-_san_, either. "Shut up Gaga!" "My apologies, Princess" "Princess?" Niko raised one eyebrow skeptically. "That's right! I'm the Princess of Hell, with radiant beauty and fantastic magical powers!" Niko looked at Gaga. "My respect for you has doubled. To be able to put up with a brat like this must truly be a challenge." "Niko-san!" Gaga was aghast, this was going so _badly_… "How dare you!" Grenda exclaimed, enraged. "I'm the Princess of Hell! You should show more respect!" 'Ah, but you see, _Princess_," he made the word an insult, "I cannot respect you. If you want to gain the respect of others, you must first show _them_ respect." Niko's smile was not at all pleasant. "Really Papa, you could be a bit nicer." They all turned to see a young woman standing a few feet away. She had silky black hair which she had braided, then coiled into a bun at the back of her head. She had left two long locks framing her face, falling in front of her shoulders. She had large, lovely green eyes that sparkled with amusement, long, curling lashes, high cheekbones, and a mouth shaped with a gem-cutter's precision. A wry smile made her human, rather than inhumanly beautiful. "Papa?" asked Cube, who had been ignored all this time. Niko looked at him, smiling normally again. "Onua is my daughter, the one prophesied to be the most talented of her type. Those talents lie in music, dance, and gymnastics." He grinned proudly, "She's also as beautiful as her mother once was; that's a bonus." "So the prophesy _was_ fulfilled. I was wondering about that." Gaga was relieved to be on a safer subject. He also couldn't help thinking that Onua was the most beautiful woman _he'd_ ever seen. He looked at her again, and felt his face grow warm when she smiled at him. "You must be Gaga-san," she said. "Papa told me all about you. It's nice to finally meet you." She curtsied gracefully. Hastily remembering his manners, Gaga bowed in return and said, I'm pleased to meet you too, how long will you be in town?" "A few weeks at least, so we'll see each other again. But it's getting dark, we should return to the caravan, Papa." This last was directed to Niko. "True, true, and I'm sure you four will need to get home as well. So I'll bid you goodnight." "Good night." "So long!" "See you again! Grenda, still sulking, said nothing. Instead she turned away in a huff. Niko and Onua turned and left; he with long, casual strides; she with a sedate, swaying walk. Yuushi and Cube waved goodbye to Grenda and Gaga, then ran up the path towards their house. Inside Yuushi's adoptive father, Gunberd, was awaiting them, a huge meal spread over the table. "Welcome home Yuushi!" Yuushi sighed, looking at the table, "Papa, you didn't have to make so much! You'd think I had been gone for a month, instead of just a day!" "But, Yuushi…" "Sigh…its okay, Papa." Scene switches to the outside of the house. "Itadakimasu!" 5. Chapter 5 Ch. 5 Yuushi and Kokoru found the kitchen easily. They just followed their noses. They came upon a clearing in the wagons, a round space with an open-air kitchen. Standing by a stove was a middle-aged woman. She was an ample woman in all respects; solid, but full-figured, with brown hair pulled back into a sensible bun. She wore a practical brown dress and white apron, and her shoes were as prudent as the rest of her. She smiled kindly at them and said, "So I've assistants now, have I? I'm Niobe, head cook and Niko's wife. What are your names?" "I'm Yuushi, ma'am. And this is Kokoru-chan." "Well, I'm pleased to meet you both. Help me with this sauce, would you Kokoru-chan? There's a dear. Yuushi-chan, please start chopping those almonds, and make sure they're chopped very fine…" The scene changes as they start on their tasks. Beth and Erumina found the costuming wagon near the center of the caravan. Onua was there, setting out various outfits and putting some aside for repair. She heard them approach and looked up. "Oh, good evening, I suppose you two are here to help out?" "Yes, I am Erumina, and this is Beth, we were told to assist you with the costuming." "That's right. Can either of you sew?" "I can." said Erumina. "Very well, you start on the pile that needs repairs. Beth-chan you help me fold and sort these into piles…" The scene changes as they start working. Grenda and Niko walk to a wagon with a flat piece of cleared ground in front of it. The wagon is on the side nearest the town, but still out of sight of the towns-people. Grenda is still huffy; she refuses to follow Niko inside the wagon. He enters, and comes out a few seconds later with a sheathed sword, a daisy, and an apple. He looks at Grenda, who is still refusing to look at him. "You know, if you don't stop scowling, your face will get stuck like that.' "Hmph, let's just get this over with." He sighed. "Very well. Hold this." He handed her the daisy. She took it. "Now balance this on your head." He held out the apple. "Now you're just trying to make me look ridiculous!" "True, it will look silly." He said with a smile, "But it's also part of the act, and it needs to be done." "Grr. Fine!" She set the apple on her head, right between her two pigtails. "Perfect. Now you just need to stand still." He drew his sword. It was a fine rapier, long, thin, and keen-edged. It has a cross-hilt guard and a wire-wrapped hilt. He held it front of him; then began tapping his foot. It was an even, steady beat; one that matched perfectly with the beat of Grenda's heart. Then he began to move. Slowly at first, he moved, twisting the sword in his grasp, turning it over and over, shifting from stance to stance in smooth, almost hypnotic, movements. Then he began to speed up. The beat quickened, as did his movements, until the sword was just a blur, overhand, underhand, around his shoulders, over his head, behind his back. He moved yet more quickly, until the sword left after-images of circles, flowers, curlicues, and crescents; until it hummed in its own wind. Then he turned to Grenda. He leaped forward, and the sword was a flashing blur as it flicked and hummed around her hands, plucking the petals from the daisy. It whirred around her ears and face, almost touching her. She couldn't move, not because she was frightened, but because she was fascinated like a mouse is by a serpent. Then Niko raised the sword above his head, as though to split her from crown to shoulders. And the sword came down. **Notes: The thing Niko is performing is the Battleblade Dance from the Redwall series, which is performed by Martin the Warrior, supposedly the best swordsman ever in the series. No, I won't have that series in here, I just liked the concept. ** 6. Chapter 6 Gaga was walking along the edge of town looking for the caravan. He had decided to visit Niko-kun, 'Niko-_san_', he corrected himself, if he wasn't too busy. It was also a good idea to check up on Grenda. As he reached the caravan he saw Niko with his sword above his head and Grenda standing directly in that sword's path. Instinct took over. He hadn't seen Niko in fifty years, and his memory was of a little boy. He suddenly saw him as a man threatening the Princess whose duty it was for him to protect and care for. So he did the first thing that occurred to him. He jumped into the path of the sword, intending to block it from striking the princess. Niko was shocked. He hadn't been expecting anyone to interfere with the practice, so he had narrowed his focus to himself, the sword, and Grenda. The sudden appearance of someone very much taller threw him off, and he wasn't able to stop himself in time. The sword passed right through Gaga's head and body, and he fell to the ground. Grenda screamed, and the members of the caravan, as well as the other four girls, came running. "What happened?" "Grenda, what's the matter?" They stopped and stared at the sight of Gaga lying on the ground, with Niko standing over him with a drawn sword. "Niko-san what happened? Did you kill Gaga?" Niko looked over at Grenda, to his surprise, she was holding back tears. He softened and said kindly, "here's my handkerchief, you look like you'll need it. If he hadn't gotten in the way, I'd have sliced the apple in half without touching you." She took it with trembling hands and blew her nose. Regaining her composure, she turned to him angrily, "Why did you kill him?" Niko sighed, "He's not dead. This sword can't kill anybody." He hefted it. "Huh?" "It was forged by a pacifist during a war several hundred years ago. The king at the time ordered him to make a sword, but he didn't want to kill people. So he created this. It works perfectly well against unintelligent animals and objects, but on any sentient being it merely knocks them out for a while. Supposedly its effects differ between the five major peoples, but it won't kill any of them." "What do you mean, its effect vary?" "The length of time they're unconscious for one thing. Supposedly there were additional side-effects for demons, but I don't know what they were, only that they aren't fatal." "So Gaga's just unconscious, good." "Actually, now that I think on it, I could use the Sight to see what those side affects are." "Well then, why don't you?" "I will if you'll stop bothering me." Grenda crossed her arms impatiently. She had been really worried, though she didn't want to show it. As much as she disliked how stuffy Gaga could be, she hadn't wanted him to be hurt. Niko raised his sword to eye level and stared at it. As he did, his eyes grew even more green and piercing, and became slit-pupiled, like a hawk's. He blinked, and they were normal again. "Well, _that's_ interesting." "What is?" "This doesn't just knock demons out, it turns them human." "_What?_" "It turns them human. Gaga will become human, and I can't tell by looking how to fix it." "But Gaga's _old_. Humans don't live to be over 1000. How can he be human and live?" "That's also interesting. The man who forged this thought of that, so he included a spell to automatically change any demon-turned-human into his prime." "His prime?" "That's right. Not only will Gaga be human, he'll be youthened to about 25." "That's…amazing. And hard to believe." "But true. Look, it's worked already, and he's starting to wake up." **Notes: Yay! An original idea! The sword is completely my own idea, so nyeh! If you think I'm mooching this one, I'm not, I swear. Sadly, the way Niko's eyes change isn't completely original. I got that from a combination of Naruto (Sasuke's Sharingan and Naruto's fox-eyes) and Tamora Pierce's Trickster's Choice (Aly's Sight, which is where the basic idea for the Sight came from.) So for those ideas, I apologize for mooching off them, but I don't own them, so I've officially disclaimerfied my fanfic. I also hereby disclaimerfy any future mooching, and apologize in advance. I'll probably mention where I got them though. Whew! Long note!** 7. Chapter 7 Gaga stirred, then pushed himself up onto all fours. His hair fell in his face, but fell away again as he sat up. He stood, and blinked. Why was everyone staring at him? And did everything seem just a bit taller? He blinked again. There was more color in the world now too, that was strange. He looked at his hands to steady himself, and blinked again. His hands were smaller, less paw-like, though still larger than the average. They were also pink, or rather, the color of human skin. In fact, they were human hands. He blinked again. Why did he have human hands? "What happened?" "You jumped in the way and were struck by this sword, which just happens to turn demons into humans." Said Niko calmly. "_What?_" "Luckily for you, it also turned you 25, so you didn't die of old age." "_WHAT?_" "Since this is my fault, you'll be staying with us while you figure out how to cope as a human." "But, but, but…can't you change me back?" "No, or at least, I can't figure out how to. We'll work on it, but for the time being at least, you're human." Gaga's shoulders slumped. How was he supposed to serve as Grenda's steward if he wasn't even a demon anymore? Grenda seemed to figure out what he was thinking. "Gaga." "Yes, Princess?" "When was the last time you had a vacation?" "What?" "When was the last time you had a vacation?" "I've never had one, Princess." Gaga was confused, where was she going with this? "My duties to the royal family took precedence." "In that case, you're overdue. Until you get turned back into a demon, you're on vacation." She smiled haughtily, trying not to show any kindness. "But, Princess, what will I _do_? As I said, I've never been on vacation before." "Ah, now _that_ question I can answer." interjected Niko. "You'll have a 'working vacation.' You can help out around the caravan, earning your keep; and at the same time learning how to be a human. It ought to keep you occupied, and since we gypsies are more lenient than most people, you needn't worry so much about making a faux pas." Onua smiled, it was a good solution, and since Grenda had given her approval, he couldn't object. Gaga still looked worried, though. Onua decided to fix that. "Turn around." "What?" He was startled and confused. "Turn around. I'm going to do something about your hair, or it'll get in the way all the time." As he turned around, the other gypsies went back to their duties. Niobe said, "Come, Yuushi-chan, Kokoru-chan, let's get back to the kitchen. I don't think we've been gone long enough for anything to be ruined, but we'd best hurry, just in case." Onua reached up and pulled Gaga's hair back into a neat tail, securing it with a black tie. The back of his neck tingled at her touch. He tried to ignore it. "There, that should keep it out of your face. You can help me and Erumina-chan and Beth-chan with the costumes." "Are you taller Onua-san?" Something was off. She shouldn't have been able to reach his head so easily. "Of course not, you're just a bit shorter is all. Humans don't usually grow to be seven feet tall." She thought for a bit. "I'd say you're maybe an inch taller than my father now. That's still pretty tall, but within reaching distance for normal people. Now come on, we have work to do." As they left, Niko asked Grenda to put the apple back on her head, so they could try again. **Note: The reason Gaga could see more color as a human was that as a demon, he was cat-like. Cats see very little color and detail; instead, they are very sensitive to movement. Humans are the other way around. They see far more color, and far more intricate colors, but often don't even notice things moving right in front of them. Also, Gaga's hands in demon form don't really look like paws, but they have no discernable wrists, so that's the closest I could get to describing them.** 8. Chapter 8 That Night Inside their family wagon the Nomasdina family was preparing for bed. Niko was sitting on the steps, polishing his various blades, a practice he'd kept up for many years. Niobe shook out a blanket before beginning to fold it to be put away. Niobe lay on her stomach on her bed, feet in the air. She had her chin propped on one hand, while she lazily flicked a fan open and shut with the other. She stared off into space with a half-thoughtful, half-dreamy look on her face. Gaga was staying in a wagon with one of the young bachelors for the time being; an easy-going, quick-witted lad by the name of Joconan, who brought the caravan surprising amounts of money by selling his 'whittled-bits,' as he called them. Gaga had been rather useful with the costumes earlier. He didn't repair any of them, but he was quite adept at organizing the different outfits. With his help they had managed to finish far earlier than she had expected. Satisfied that they had completed their duties for the day, she had sent the girls home, and had gone with Gaga to watch her father practice with Grenda. It had been quite entertaining, especially how amazed Gaga had been. He'd said that he hadn't realized exactly _how_ skilled Niko was with blades; he hadn't even realized that Niko _used_ other blades besides the sword. In truth, Niko had mastered virtually every bladed weapon, and was at least proficient with all of the unbladed ones. That was his calling, after all, and it was feats of skill with these that he performed at their shows. Onua's mind turned to her own bladed weapon, the _shukusen_. A delicate-looking piece of work, her father had forged it himself. Forged, for it was of the finest steel. A steel-ribbed and razor-edged fan, with a black gryphon rampant on the silver cloth between the ribs, it was as dangerous as any sword, and its beauty was deceptive. She sighed. Gaga had been impressed when she had shown it to him; he had complimented the workmanship and balance, and had said that such a weapon suited her perfectly, and was quite becoming. She smiled; he had blushed slightly as he said it, as if embarrassed to have complimented her. He probably was, now she thought on it. He was surprisingly innocent for an over-a-thousand-year-old demon, and as he was now a twenty-five-year-old human, he must have been worried about a faux pas. "What's the matter, mooning over Long Lankin?" Onua looked up to see her mother sitting on the edge of the other bed, smiling in a knowing way. By Long Lankin she meant Gaga. "Mmm-hmm." Onua replied, "That's one _fine _looking man." Niobe raised one eyebrow. "Looks had better not be the _only_ reason you're mooning." Onua rolled her eyes. "Oh, mother as if _I_ could be fooled by a pretty face! You'll remember that I have both you and Papa as examples, and almost every boy in all the gypsy clans has sought my hand at some point. I'm not _that_ superficial." "I never said you were. It's just the cautious mother in me, I suppose." "I understand. Thank you for being careful for me, but there's no need." Gaga was lying on his back on the extra bed that Joconan had offered him, thinking. This had been an extremely tiring day, but he couldn't sleep yet. It might have had something to do with the fact that Joconan snored, but it was a gentle snore, and not particularly disturbing. He had to admit it to himself; it wasn't his roommate's habits that kept him awake, it was just how _strange_ everything was now. Things were different as a human. He couldn't see nearly so well in the dark as he could before, but there was a surfeit of new sensations and energies he had never felt before. The sights, sounds, and smells, even tastes were slightly different. Not stronger, no. If anything they were weaker. But he noticed them more, as if they were more important to him now. He felt so very _alive_ it was impossible to sleep. Energy he hadn't felt in centuries was pulsing through him. He had forgotten what it was like to be young. He had never deceived himself; he knew he had been old, even by demonic standards. Sometimes he thought it had been sheer stubbornness that had kept him going. (That, and loyalty to the Royal Family of Hell.) But that was no longer the case. Despite the ordeal of the day, he hadn't done any hard labor, so he was still restless, and he was unused to such a strange feeling. Thinking of strange feelings… He couldn't understand the sensations he felt whenever Onua was close. The hairs on the back of his neck would rise, and his senses would sharpen, as if she was dangerous… but he felt no fear, just a pleasant tingling. It was somewhat disturbing, but he felt, perversely, as if he _wanted_ her to disturb him that way. He yawned, and, finally getting sleepy, decided that such thoughts could wait for tomorrow. **Notes: Shukusen may not be the real name of the Japanese bladed fan, but that's what it was called in Protecter of the Small. Joconan is a name from another book I can't remember, and probably has nothing to do with my character here, except the name. Also, continuing the theme from before, humans don't have as good of night-vision as cats. ** 9. Chapter 9 The Next Day Gaga stretched languidly. He had slept well and deeply once he got to sleep. He looked over towards his roommate's bed, only to see it empty; Joconan was already up and about. Gaga got up, and after making his bed, went to the door and looked outside. He was surprised to see that the sun had just come up, but the caravan was already busy. Gypsies went about various tasks, cleaning tools, preparing for the day's work. A delicious smell drew him towards the center of the caravan, where Niobe was stirring an immense cauldron carefully. She looked up at him and grinned, "Good morning, Gaga-san. Get yourself a bowl and spoon and I'll serve you up some breakfast." He did so, and she ladled out a large scoop of porridge into his bowl. Unlike normal porridge though, this had bits of almond and apple mixed in, and it was well sweetened with milk and honey. She dusted some cinnamon over his bowl before handing it back to him. "Try it and tell me what you think." He tasted it, and it was delicious, sweet and creamy. "It's wonderful! You are an incredible cook Niobe-san; you turned porridge into a treat." She flapped a hand at him, pleased. "Oh, please, spare me my blushes!" "It must be difficult, feeding so many people every day." "Not really, the main problem is keeping large enough quantities of food fresh long enough. We usually only take enough for us to make it to the next town, so it doesn't spoil. Since we'll be here for a while, though, we'll get new supplies almost every day, as well as some of the treats that don't keep so well. Speaking of which, later this morning I'm going to send Onua shopping, would you mind going along? One person can only carry so much." "Of course I'll go; I'm glad to help out." "Good, that's one thing off my mind, now eat your porridge." "Yes, ma'am." Gaga smiled as he ate, reflecting that even though he was technically her senior, Niobe was a mother to everyone who met her. As he was finishing Niko came up and sat next to him on one of the benches. "I'd like to apologize for yesterday, Gaga-san, and for my behavior towards Grenda-chan. She just seems to irritate me." "That's quite all right Niko-san. The princess can be a bit trying, but she has a good heart." "_Who_ can be trying?" Gaga turned to see Grenda and the other girls standing right behind him. He jumped up, startled. "Princess! Oh, um, ah…" "Oh, forget it. I'll let it pass since you're on vacation." Niko looked up, not at all concerned. "Good, you've arrived. Grenda-chan, you'll be practicing with me again today. Beth-chan and Erumina-chan will be setting some equipment up, and Yuushi-chan and Kokoru-chan will assist Joconan-kun in selling some of his carvings. Let's get started." As they all left to begin their duties, Onua walked up. Gaga noticed her arrival and greeted her. "Good morning Onua-san!" He felt that weird tingle again as she smiled at him and replied, "Good morning! Did you sleep well?" "Yes, I did. Thank you for asking, and you?" "Very well, thank you." She turned Niobe. "Mother, I'm ready to do the shopping." "Good. Take this basket, dear. Gaga-san here's a list of what you need. Onua, Gaga-san will be helping you shop today." "Thank you Gaga-san, I really appreciate you coming along." Gaga blushed and said, "It's no problem at all, I'm glad to be with you." Realizing how odd that sounded he hastily amended, "I-I mean, I'm happy to help." His blush deepened with embarrassment as Onua smiled at his mistake. Niobe saved him by saying, "Shoo you two! I've still the bread to bake, and I'll need some of those supplies before dinner." "Oh, of course, Niobe-san. Shall we, Onua-san?" Gaga said, and then they walked off. Niobe smiled, it was obvious that Gaga was smitten by her daughter, even if he didn't realize it himself. **Notes: …I don't really need notes, do I? Oh, well, I'll just give you a preview of what will happen in the next chapter. Gaga finds out something that shocks him, after being put in a confusing situation. (confusing to him, anyway.)** 10. Chapter 10 Chap. 10 Gaga and Onua walked along the road into town, on their ay to go shopping. Onua wore a pale blue dress with puffed sleeves and a wide-brimmed, ladies' straw hat, and carried a whicker basket over one arm. Gaga wore an outfit that she had fitted for him the day before, a round-collared black jacket and pants. They looked pretty good on him, not unlike a uniform. They reached town as the last of the shops opened. They began wandering throughout the market, selecting different products as necessary and paying for them. "Gaga-san," said Onua, "I'm going to go look for some spices my mother wants, would you mind getting some carrots?" "Of course not, Onua-san. Shall I meet you back here when I have them?" "That would be good. I'll be back in a bit!" They parted ways, with Onua going towards a spice shop around the corner and Gaga looking for a vegetable stand nearby. He made the purchase and took the paper bag with carrots back to the meeting-place to wait for Onua. Onua was still looking through the spices in the shop, trying to pick out the best ones. "Hmm. This one looks good. Let's see, oregano, chili powder, saffron, dill…" She made her purchases and put them in her basket. Leaving the shop, she heard a slight commotion coming from where she had left Gaga. She went to the corner and looked around, intending to find out what was going on before revealing herself. The sight that met her eyes was amusing, to say the least. Gaga was backed up against a wall, the bag of carrots set at his feet. He was surrounded by young women, and looked extremely confused and nervous, almost sweating. They were talking to him, or rather, at him, as he seemed to be too frightened to reply, though he tried to, so as not to be rude. The other townspeople seemed to have noticed his plight, but weren't interfering. The young men were grouped on the other side of the plaza, looking distinctly annoyed, casting dirty looks his way. Onua smiled, she had better intervene or there would be trouble later. Gaga was feeling distinctly harried. He had no idea why these young ladies were pestering him, and he sensed dander from the young men across the plaza. He just wished that Onua would come back so they could finish their shopping and return to the caravan. "Darling!" He looked to see where that came from, and saw Onua running towards him, smiling. "Darling! There you are! I was trying to find you, but there were so many people, I couldn't see you!" The crowd of women parted, and she came up to him. Catching hold of his hand, she looked at him earnestly. "We still need to finish the shopping for Mother, what's going on?" "Oh, ah, I was waiting here for you, but then all of these ladies came and wanted to talk to me, and I was so confused, I couldn't find you either. I kept on wondering when you'd return." He was relieved that she was here, and the crowd of girls was starting to break up, looking slightly annoyed. The men across the plaza didn't seem so hostile now either. He was so thankful that he didn't even question her calling him 'darling.' "Let's finish the shopping, shall we?" They walked off together as the marketplace went back to normal. He realized that Onua was still holding his hand and reddened. He tried to tug his hand away gently, but she just held tighter, saying, "Don't let go, at least not until we finish the shopping and leave town." He reddened more, but didn't try to let go again. When they had finished the shopping and were outside of town, she released him. He stopped , turning to confront her. "What was that all about?" he asked. "Why were those girls surrounding me? Why were the young men angry? Why did you insist on holding my hand? And why did you call me 'darling'?" He blushed while asking the last two questions. She sighed. "You probably haven't realized this, but…Gaga-san, you're _gorgeous_, if such a term can be used for a man." "What?" He was shocked; the idea that he was good-looking was not one he had heard before. He had always assumed that he was about average in looks. "You probably haven't had anyone tell you that before, simply because you were so old. You weren't at your best, and it's also possible that you're better-looking as a human than as a demon. But for now at least, you're incredibly handsome. That's why those girls were mobbing you, and why the men disliked you so much. They were jealous of how you attracted the ladies. That situation would have gotten way out of hand if I hadn't done something." "Yes, but why did you call me 'darling'?" That was truly bothering him, and he turned even redder. The propriety… "I had to convince the girls that you weren't available, so they would leave you alone. If they left you alone, the men would no longer see you as a threat and also leave you alone. So I gave them the impression that we're together. That's why I called you 'darling', and why I made you hold my hand. I _am_ sorry for forcing you to do something that made you uncomfortable." "Oh, no, ah, I mean… It's not that I didn't like holding your hand, it's just that, well…it doesn't seem…right." He said lamely, worried that he had offended her. She chuckled. "Don't worry, I'm not mad at you. Let's get these supplies back to Mother, okay?" "Y-yes, let's." They walked back to the caravan. 11. Chapter 11 That Evening Gaga and Niko sat on a hill overlooking the camp. Gaga had just finished telling Niko what had happened that day, and was waiting to see what his reaction would be. He didn't think that Niko'd be angry, but he was worried that he hadn't done something to make it work out better. "Well." said Niko. "That was an interesting adventure." "You mean you're not upset? I did cause quite a commotion." "Of course I'm not upset. You can't help what you look like, or how people react to you. Actually, this is a good thing. I was wondering how to explain you to the villagers without jeopardizing safety. This is as good a solution as any I could come up with, and it happened by complete accident." "But…but…" "But you're worried about the propriety." "Yes, I mean, we're not really a couple…and it doesn't seem right for Onua-san to have to pretend that we are." "For _Onua_ to pretend? What about you? You've no objections to being seen as her boyfriend yourself?" "Oh, well, er…I didn't mean…it's not that I dislike her company in any way, in fact, I enjoy it greatly, but it isn't right to be deceiving the villagers this way." He looked flustered, turning red. _Ah, so your objection is not to the fact that they view you as a couple, but to the fact that you _aren't_ a couple._ Niko thought, but he said only. "I see." They sat there for awhile in a comfortable silence. Eventually Gaga spoke. "Niko-san, why does Onua-san have a weapon? So far as I can tell, everyone in your caravan does, but you are not a warlike people. Why do you carry weapons?" "Ah, now_ that_ is a good question. You may not have realized this Gaga-san, because you do not travel as much as we do. Gypsies such as us are not all that well-liked in many societies. In many cases we are viewed as a passing nuisance at best, and a hated plague at worst." "But why?" "Why? Because we're different. We keep late hours; we hold loud parties; we flaunt our bodies and our skills to anyone who will watch; we don't work at dull, boring jobs all day; we move around constantly, never settling down. Many of the conservative peoples find our way of life disturbing, to say the least. And because we owe allegiance to no-one, we are not protected by the laws of the countries we visit, even though we are bound by them. Because of this, we can't count on the protection from dangers that citizens can. We must defend ourselves." "Oh, I…I see." Gaga had never thought about it before. Niko sighed, then let himself fall backwards to lie on the grass and watch the clouds drift across the sky. "That is why we all carry weapons. Each of us tries to master the use of at least one weapon, as well as some kind of hand-to-hand combat. Thus, we are never helpless. Some of us even wear some kind of light armor under our clothing, though that is rare, since armor is expensive." "Do you wear armor, Niko-san?" Gaga joined him in lying down. "No. I decided a while back that if my sword skills were not enough to keep my skin whole, it wasn't worth keeping. Onua does though." "She does?" "Hmmm, yes. The ribs of her corset are overlapping steel." "Niko-san! I don't know which is more disturbing, that Onua-san wears armor, or that you are so free with talking about her underthings!" "You asked. Besides, if I can't talk to you about such things, who can I talk to them about? You are, after all, my best friend." "You shouldn't talk about them at all!" Gaga tried to look angry, but eventually he couldn't help grinning. "You haven't changed a bit in the fifty years it's been. You're still just as frank now as you were then." He paused, and then asked, "Am I really your best friend?" "Of course. You're the only one besides my family that can really make me think, about normal things that is." "What do you mean?" "You see things differently than do most gypsies, or for that matter, most humans. You ask questions that I hadn't thought about before, about things that most of us take for granted. It's most refreshing." He grinned. "Even if you are older than dirt." "Hey! At the moment, I'm younger than you!" Gaga sat back up, feigning annoyance. He couldn't really get angry at Niko, he was too affable. "Oh? Then you had best mind your manners, youngling!" Niko sat up as well, grinning. "Yes sir, oh mighty gypsy leader sir! Your wish is my command, Nomasdina-sama!" "In that case, I wish that you would call me just plain Niko. If we're best friends, it's only right." Gaga hesitated, and then smiled. "…very well, Niko, if you'll call me simply Gaga." "It is a bargain, then?" "It is a bargain." They shook hands solemnly, and then laughed as Niobe rang the dinner bell and they headed back towards camp. 12. Chapter 12 Lunchtime, A Few Days Later Things had begun to settle into a routine. In the mornings after breakfast, Gaga and Onua would go to the village and pick up anything that the caravan needed, and then when they returned, Onua would take Yuushi, Kokoru, Erumina, and Beth off to do something, and Gaga would help out around the caravan with whatever needed doing. Grenda and Niko would practice for a few hours, and then Grenda would join the other girls in whatever they were doing with Onua, who refused to tell what it was. Gaga was starting to get used to Onua calling him 'darling' in town, but it still made him uncomfortable. And although he secretly delighted in having her act like they were a couple, he refused to admit, even to himself, that he thought of her as more than just his best friend's daughter. He was starting to notice more about her, and everything he noticed made him like her all the more. They way she spoke her mind without mincing words, the way she always seemed to know what he was thinking when he couldn't get it to come out right, the way her eyes danced when she was amused, the way she never, ever, stumbled, as if she had absolutely perfect balance, the way she walked completely upright, with confidence, these were only a few of the wonderful things about her. Gaga sat on a bench near the kitchen, finishing his lunch. Niobe was taking the plates of the last few besides him who were still there. When everyone save Gaga and Niobe were gone, she grinned at him. "Last one again today? I'm beginning to think you savor my cooking, you eat so slowly." "Of course I like your cooking, Niobe-san, when have I ever said otherwise?" He smiled back, standing. "Never, you're such a good boy." "Am I? I hadn't noticed." "Yes you are, now come help me clean up." "Yes ma'am." Amused, he began by filling a large tub with hot water. Despite the fact that, chronologically anyway, he was about twenty times her age, Niobe had called him a boy, as if he were a child. As he rolled back his sleeves and began scrubbing dishes, Niobe spoke. "How well did you know Niko before you parted ways?" "Oh, I believe I knew him rather well. We hadn't met but a day before he left, but during that short time we became fast friends. I always admired how forthright he was." "Hmm. He always said that since he can spot a lie, it was only fair that he refrain from lying himself. That's not to say he can't be sneaky. I'll never know how he can be so infernally deceptive without actually lying. It's probably a good thing that he developed guile, though." "Oh? How so?" "Well, he can be a bit stubborn about some things, and there are times when speaking your mind can get you in trouble. Like when he met Grenda-chan." Gaga winced at the memory. "But they seem to be getting along a bit better now." "A bit, yes, but you'll notice that they speak civilly, no more." "That's true. I wish they would become friends as well, though I doubt that will happen." By this time they had finished with the normal dishes and were starting on the cookware. "Well, Niko has always been protective of those he considers 'his'. And it doesn't help that he has a naturally low opinion of royalty as a whole. It's probably a good thing that he hasn't met Queen Erlsel." 13. Chapter 13 "It's a pity he dislikes royalty, Queen Erlsel is a competent ruler. I'm sure that if he got to know her, he would like her." said Gaga, silently adding _though she's a bit…ditzy._ "Hmm. That's possible. I simply hope that if they meet, he doesn't get all protective of us." "Protective? Why would he? It's not like she's threatening you." "Perhaps not, but there have been many rulers who have, either personally or through their military. Once, we had to flee a country because he nearly lost his temper. The lord of that land had been making some subtle threats, and he was sick of it. He decided to make some unsubtle threats back." "What did he say?" "If I recall, it was something along the lines of 'I don't appreciate your poor attempts at intimidation. If you're going to threaten my family, do so openly. However, if you ever cause harm to me and mine, I'll hunt you down like a rabbit and lop off your head.'" "What? Did he know how dangerous it was to say that?" "I'm sure he did. And he didn't care. When he says he'll do something, he'll do it, even if it's potentially devastating. He meant every word he said. He really would have killed that man, and hang the consequences." She looked Gaga squarely in the eye. "Don't you have anything that you would willingly give up everything, your life, your honor, your station, your dignity, _everything_ for?" They had finished with all of the cleaning up by now, and Niobe left Gaga to ponder that question. _Did_ he have anything like that? Something that he'd willingly give up everything, his life, his honor, his station, and his dignity for? _A week ago, I wouldn't even have thought about it. I'd have said 'yes, for my duty as Princess Grenda's servant, I would do anything.' But now…I'm not sure I would. Or rather, I would do it, but unwillingly. That's not the same thing. _Do_ I have anything I would willingly give up everything for? _ He was interrupted in his pondering by Niko, who had sent Grenda off to join the other girls. Niko jerked his head for him to follow him. "Come on, I've got something for you to do." Gaga followed him to the place where Niko practiced with Grenda every day. "What is it that you wanted me to do?" "Take this." Niko held out a sheathed sword. "Starting today, you'll be taking fencing lessons from me." "What?" "It's quite possible that we won't be able to change to back to a demon, or at least, it will take a long time to figure out how, if there even is a way. You need to learn to defend yourself as a human." "But won't that interfere with your other duties?" "Not really. As the time for our festival and performances approaches, I'll need to do more administrative work, but I should be able to spare an hour every afternoon to teach you." "Oh." "Now draw your sword." Gaga did so. It was a fine blade, even and balanced, with a cross-guard and a wire-wrapped hilt that fit his hand well. "We'll begin at the beginning. Tell me everything you know about swords and swordsmanship." Gaga looked at the blade for a moment, then started. 14. Chapter 14 A Few Days Later Gaga wiped the last of the water from his face, and then tied back his hair in the usual tail. His morning grooming ritual done, he slipped into his jacket, adjusting the round collar so that his white shirt didn't show, as was customary. He wondered what Niobe would have made for breakfast today. Whatever it was, it was sure to be delicious. He left the wagon, and started towards the kitchen area. It was always a surprise to him how early the majority of the gypsies woke, considering how late they stayed up. He'd always been an early riser, because he needed to be up and prepared before the princess, but he wasn't used to the late nights. Grenda usually liked her rest. Luckily, his newfound youthful energy kept him awake and alert, so he was able to cope with the hours. He arrived at the kitchen and took a plate of what looked like toast. He looked closer and saw that the bread had been soaked in eggs before being fried in a pan. He shrugged, if Niobe had made it, it must be good, and the others ate it with obvious relish. He looked for a place to sit, and saw Onua sitting on a bench next to Joconan, talking to him between bites of toast. He walked over to them and said, "Do you mind if I join you, Onua-san, Joconan-san?" "Not at all, Gaga-san. Please, sit." Replied Onua brightly, while Joconan merely smiled his welcome, mouth too full to say anything. Gaga sat, and tried the toast. It _was_ good, eggy and filling, with a bit of nutmeg flavor. Joconan finished his mouthful, and turned to Onua. "So, are you going shopping again today? I've got a few more whittled-bits I'd like to sell, and you could tell some of the townspeople about them for me." "Actually, I'm not going shopping today. Mother said that what she has will last a few days, and Papa had something else he wanted me to do." Gaga looked up from his breakfast at that. "Oh? What did he want you to do?" "She's going to Luna Mountain, to collect some of the water from the Mére of the Moon." ere Niko had come up behind them. Gaga choked and sputtered. "_What?_ You can't be serious, Niko!" "Of course I'm serious. I wouldn't joke about something like this." "It's entirely too dangerous!" "What are you talking about?" asked Yuushi, as the girls had arrived by now. "What's dangerous?" "He said that he's sending Onua-san to Luna Mountain, to collect some of the water from the Mére of the Moon!" Kokoru, Beth and Yuushi were still confused as to why Gaga was so upset. "Is that a bad thing?" "The Mére of the Moon is a pool whose waters contain great healing powers. While they cannot cure magic or heal wounds, any bodily disease or poison is completely neutralized by it." Erumina explained with her usual decorum. "However, like most desired things, it is difficult to obtain. I believe what Gaga means is that to collect the water, you must go to Luna Mountain, enter the cave at the base, and pass five challenges, each representing one of the five elements.' "The elements?" "Yes. The five challenges are fire, water, air or wind, earth, and chaos or void. That last has also been reported as a test of the heart, to see if you are worthy of keeping such a prize as the water of the Mére of the Moon." "But how can chaos and void be a test of the heart?" "I assume it has to do with loss of some kind, though I cannot be sure. Also, the challenges are in no set order, so it is impossible to predict what will happen." "Oh! That does sound dangerous!" "It is!" exclaimed Gaga. "And I can't imagine why Niko would send Onua-san by herself!" "Because Onua has finished preparing her performance for the festival, and as such, has the most free time. I've allowed for three days, including travel time. That should be more than enough." "It's not the time involved that I'm worried about! What if something happens to Onua-san?" "It won't. She can take care of herself." "As can you! If this is so important, why don't you go yourself?" "Because I am responsible for this whole caravan. I have other duties, and I can't leave for even _one_ full day, let alone three." Gaga was starting to get really angry. It wasn't like Niko to act so callous, and hadn't Niobe just told him how protective Niko was the other day? Niko was still acting unconcerned about the idea of his only daughter going on a very dangerous journey. "She will have a horse to cut down on travel time, and if anything happens to her, he'll come right back, so I'll know." "But what about inside the mountain? The horse can't know what goes on inside there!" "I _can_ take care of myself, Gaga." Onua said quietly. "You don't need to worry about me." Without really thinking, Gaga made a decision. "You're right, I don't need to worry. Because I'm going with you." 15. Chapter 15 "_What?_" the girls exclaimed. "You're going too?" "If Niko won't concern himself with Onua-san's safety, I will. I'm going to go, if only to see for myself that she doesn't get hurt." He glared challengingly at Niko, daring him to stop him. Niko's eyes flashed dangerously, but he said only, "Very well. I won't stop you from going, but I don't have a spare horse, so if you both go, you'll have to walk." "Fine. We'll walk." "We'll go too! There's safety in numbers, right?" said Yuushi, determined to support Onua's safety. "No." "What? Why not?" "You are my employees, and while I have no jurisdiction over Gaga, since he's an adult, you are still children." "We're eighteen! We're not children!" "Eighteen you may be, but you have the bodies of fourteen-year-olds, and I will treat you as such. You may not go." "But, but…" "Oh, let it go, Yuushi." said Grenda. "It's not worth arguing, he's just going to be stubborn. Oh, and Gaga?" "Yes, Princess?" Gaga was still seething about Niko's callous behavior, but he wouldn't be rude to the princess. "You'd better come back, and if you let Onua-san get hurt, you'll be in trouble." "Of course, Princess, that's why I'm going along." "Hmph." "Well," said Niobe. "If you're going, you should start right away, instead of just standing around. Here." She held out two knapsacks. "These have enough food and water for three days, as well as some basic necessities and supplies. Onua's has an extra large-size canteen for the water from the Mére as well." As they took the knapsacks, she said, "Now shoo! The sooner you leave, the sooner you'll get back!" They left, heading northwest, to where they could see the mountain, about two hours walk away. Once they were gone, Niko sat down on a bench with a groan. He put his head in his hands and began rubbing his temples. He hated having to argue with Gaga, but the way things had turned out, he'd had to. Niobe took all of the girls besides Grenda and left. Grenda looked down her nose at him. "You're a terrible actor." "Better than you." "I'm surprised they didn't figure out that we wanted him to go." "Onua probably did, but I doubt she'll tell him." "You could have just asked him to go, you know." "I refuse to request something that dangerous from him." "So you trick him into getting mad enough to go, making him hate you in the process. That's really smart." "He doesn't hate me. I'm sure he'll understand when I explain it to him." "I suppose so. This _was_ the only way for him to go all the way there without second thoughts. You're very sneaky, you know that? I'm starting to like you more and more." She smiled grudging approval. He smiled back. "And I you, oh clever maiden, and I you." **Notes: The last scene with Niko and Grenda is very similar to a scene from The Halfblood Chronicles. In that scene, a middle-aged-to-old man and a young woman use reverse psychology to get their opponent to do what they want him to. The last line is a direct quote.** 16. Chapter 16 An Hour and a Half Later, On the Way to Luna Mountain Gaga walked quickly, and if Onua were not so swift a mover herself, she'd have been left behind by his agitated strides. Gaga was still seething inwardly at Niko's unprecedented behavior. Onua had said nothing this entire time, giving him time to cool off on his own, but it didn't look like that was going to happen. She sighed, turning her thoughts towards their surroundings. They were only half an hour's trek from the base of Luna Mountain. Unlike most mountains, Luna didn't have real foothills. Instead, it stuck out of the ground like someone had simply set it there, and the forest grew right up to its base. The woods here were rather pleasant, somewhat more open than most. So far, it had been a pleasant journey, except for Gaga's bad mood. She sighed again, with satisfaction, breathing in the clean air. Gaga noticed the contented sigh, and looked up for the first time since they had left. He realized that he'd completely missed most of their journey so far, because of his irritation. He slowed down to a more comfortable pace, and took the time to look at the environment. As he took it in, he finally began to calm down, and turned to Onua. "I'm sorry for snapping at Niko, Onua-san, I shouldn't have done that." "That's alright; I can understand why you were angry. And it was a good idea for you to come along. You were right, and Papa was being stubborn." Gaga was slightly surprised at how quickly she agreed with him over her father, but didn't say anything about it. They walked on in a comfortable silence for a while, and then Onua said, "You know what? I'm glad you came along. It's never been just the two of us before. I like it." She clasped her hands behind her back and looked up at the sky, a happy smile on her face. Gaga was startled, he hadn't thought of it like that. _Though really, I should have. It will be three days with just me and Onua-san. We'll be…alone together…_ Gaga flushed red, and hoped that Onua didn't notice. _Oh my goodness! I shouldn't have come, but I was just so angry, I didn't even think about it! What am I going to do?_ He glanced over at Onua, who seemed completely unconcerned. _Nothing. I can't go back now; it would waste too much time, and then who would help Onua-san? No, this was really the only thing I could do, but I still don't feel very comfortable with it…_ He tried no to think about it, but failed. To distract himself, he tried paying more attention to the details of the walk, but found his eye drawn to Onua. He remembered his first thoughts and impressions of her; how he'd thought that she was the most beautiful woman that he'd ever seen. Those thoughts came back strongly to him now, and nothing he saw changed his mind. Onua was incredibly lovely, from her ebony hair and flawless complexion, to her exquisite figure and vivid green eyes, to her fine-boned frame and graceful, swaying walk. In fact, his appreciation was intensified, because he now knew that she wasn't beautiful merely on the outside, but on he inside as well. She was intelligent, clever, honest, discerning, kind, practical, and sincere; she was the perfect mixture of pragmatism and spontaneity. For a few brief moments, he allowed himself to simply appreciate her, and then he snapped himself out of such daydreams as Onua said, "Look, Gaga-san!" They had arrived at the base of Luna Mountain. 17. Chapter 17 Luna Mountain Gaga saw the entrance to the inside of the mountain, and pointed it out to Onua. "There's where we go in. Are you sure you want to go?" "Of course! I hate waste, and this trip would have been wasted if we didn't even try to get the water. Let's go." They headed for the entrance, and as they walked through it Gaga asked, "What do you think the challenges will be?" "I have no idea, but there are five, based on the elements, so as we pass them, we'll get a better idea of what's coming up next." "True." By this time they had started walking down the tunnel, and as they went around a corner, the entrance was lost from view. They walked for a short while, and Gaga relaxed about the challenges. _Onua-san is a very capable young woman, and I can assist her as needed, so there shouldn't be a problem._ They'd passed many curves and twists in the tunnel, but no other ways branched off, so there was no fear of getting lost. As they approached yet another bend they saw a red-orange glow, and quickened their pace. As they turned the corner, they halted. The passageway widened suddenly, and they saw a canyon, from which the glow came. Onua walked up to the edge and looked down. "Well." she said. "I think this is the first challenge." At the bottom of the canyon, instead of a river, there was a pulsing, glowing vein of red-hot magma. The canyon was too shallow, so the flow of molten rock was uncomfortably close. Just standing at the edge Onua felt slightly blistered from the heat. The only way across this chasm was a narrow rope-and-wood hanging bridge, which bent in the middle to get even closer to the magma. "This seems simple enough." said Onua. "We just have to get across the bridge, Gaga-san. …Gaga-san?" She turned to see him still in the tunnel, as far from the lava as he could get without actually leaving the room. He was sweating. "Is something wrong, Gaga-san?" "I have bad memories of trying to cross lava-filled chasms…" _Flashback: _ _Gaga, Cube, and Chow shrunk down to almost-microscopic size, inside Barizan. They were trying to find out why he had malfunctioned and collapsed, inoperative. Cube and Chow were walking across a bridge over a lava-filled chasm (inside a robot?...weird.), they looked back to see Gaga shriveled up like a dead frog from the heat, lying facedown._ _Flashback: _ _Cube and Chow holding Gaga underwater, trying to re-hydrate him from the lava-disaster. Gaga coming up sputtering, just as a flash flood, (again, inside a robot?) washes them away._ _End Flashback._ "You know we have to cross this. Putting it off won't change anything." Onua said practically. "I know, it's just…" Onua had sympathy on him, he really looked uncomfortable. "I tell you what, Gaga. You go first, and I'll be behind you, to make sure you can get across. If I think you're having trouble, I'll help you, okay?" "O-okay…" Gaga steeled himself, and came forward, stepping onto the bridge. Heat washed over him, but he walked forward. He moved tentatively, and Onua said, "You know, the faster you move, the quicker you'll get across." "Oh, right." He walked faster, but the other side seemed so far away, and he was so hot… About halfway across, just where the bridge sagged lowest, he slowed and stopped. Onua came up behind him and realized that he was sweating and glassy-eyed, not really aware of what was going on. Gaga stood there, his thoughts moving as slowly as thick syrup. _Hot…tired…sleepy…hot…tired…move…tired...hot…_ Onua knew she had to do something or he'd just fall over right there. The heat seemed to have sapped his volition. Quickly, she made a decision. Gaga was still standing there, almost devoid of will, when he felt something grasp his shoulders. Onua leaned her forehead against the knapsack on his back and pushed slightly with her her hands on his shoulders, saying, "Put your right foot before you." Gaga did so, simply obeying what the voice said. "Put your left foot before you." Again, he obeyed. "Put your right foot before you." This continued until they reached the other side. Once they were off the bridge, Onua pushed him slightly harder, and he sat down abruptly. She slipped her knapsack off, and rummaged through it for her canteen. When she found it, she twisted the cap off and splashed some in his face. He blinked and spluttered, then became aware of his surroundings, finally awake again. "There now, that wasn't so bad! It could have been much worse." He looked at Onua, realizing what had happened. "Thank you, Onua-san; I couldn't have crossed that on my own. I would have just stood there and shriveled up like a raisin if it weren't for you." "Don't worry about it! You'd have done the same for me if our positions had been reversed. Now how are you doing, do you want to rest here for awhile? Or do you want to go on immediately?" "I'm just fine, if I drink some of my water, I'll be ready to go." "Then let's move on to the next challenge!" As they stood and went out the tunnel on this side of the chasm, Gaga thought, _I hope they're all as easy as that one, but somehow I doubt it. I have the feeling that they'll just get harder and more dangerous the further we go. _ 18. Chapter 18 Luna Mountain, Past the First Challenge: Fire Onua walked in front, with Gaga slightly behind. Gaga was watching Onua to see how she was doing. She seemed unfazed by the last challenge, walking in such a way that her skirt swished merrily. She wore an interesting outfit for this quest; it was a practical one, as well as being pretty. She wore a pair of black slacks which fit her shapely legs well, flaring out below the calf prettily. Her top was a green, _gi_-type shirt, though longer than usual, and closely fitted to her curves. It was belted with a soft, black leather belt, through which was thrust her shukusen. It also flared at the elbows, drawing attention to her graceful hands, and the hem was long enough to be a short, flaring skirt, which swished as she walked. On her feet were soft-soled slipper-type shoes, the same brilliant green as her shirt and eyes. Gaga caught himself again; he had to stop doing that! It wasn't polite to stare. He decided to make conversation. "Onua-san, do you know why your father needs the water? True, it's useful, but is there anything specific?" "I don't know. Papa wouldn't have sent us if he didn't think it was important, but he didn't tell me the reason, and we didn't ask before we left." "Oh, I see. Perhaps he'll tell us when we return." Gaga had already forgiven him for their fight earlier. "I hope so." By this time they had gone quite a ways. The passageway narrowed uncomfortably for a while, and then abruptly widened until ten people could have walked down it, side by side. This stretch of tunnel lasted a fair distance, but they were a mere five paces into it when there was a rumbling, and it collapsed behind them, blocking their exit. They turned, shocked, and looked around to see what had caused the collapse. Once they realized that they couldn't get out the way they had come, they began backing slowly down the passage, watching to see that it didn't collapse again. As they backed down the tunnel, the rumbling began again, this time from the direction they were going. The passage began shaking. _This must be the challenge of Earth!_ thought Gaga, as he turned around. The tunnel shook harder, and rocks began dropping from the ceiling all around them. "Onua-san, look out!" Gaga cried, as the rocks began falling thicker. And then the ceiling dropped. When the rumbling stopped and the dust settled, the passageway was filled with debris. Gaga slowly raised his head from the floor, where he had instinctively huddled to protect himself. He stood, and pebbles and dust fell off his back to the ground. "Onua-san?" He looked around, and couldn't see her. _Where is she?_ He moved toward where he thought she'd been when the ceiling fell. As he moved around a particularly large boulder, he saw her. She lay on her back, half-buried by the rock-fall. "Onua-san!" He rushed to her side, thinking, _don't be dead, please, please, please don't be dead!_ He held his hand above her mouth and was relieved to feel her warm breath on his palm, even if it was just barely there. He allowed himself a few seconds to just sit there, and then began frantically removing the rocks from on top of her. When she was free, he held his hand above her mouth again, and was shocked to find that her breathing was dangerously shallow. _What's wrong? Why isn't she breathing easier now that the rocks are off her?_ He couldn't understand it. And then he remembered, _Onua wears a steel-ribbed corset! One of the falling rocks must have dented it, and it's making it hard for her to breath! At this rate, she'll die! I can't let that happen! But how do I fix it? I'll have to remove her corset, but…that means I'd have to open her shirt…No! Bad thought, bad thought! But… there's no other way… What am I going to do? What am I going to do? What am I going to do?_ He wrung his hands and wrangled with himself for a while, and then decided. _I can't just let her suffocate. I'll have to do it. Forgive me Onua-san!_ He quickly undid her belt, and folded back her shirt to see her corset. Just as he had thought, there was a large dent in the middle, just below her ribs, stopping her breath. He realized that there was no time to figure out how to unfasten it, so he did the only thing he could think of. He grabbed her shukusen and used it to cut the ties in the front, then quickly turned it sideways and slipped it off her, pushing it aside. As soon as it was off, she gasped, and began breathing normally again. Onua's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up to see Gaga leaning over her, looking utterly relieved. She blinked, and looked down at herself, to see her shirt open, and only a bra covering her. "What's going on Gaga?" Immediately he turned bright scarlet and jumped up, backing away from her. "Onua-san, Ah, um, er… the rocks fell on you and dented your corset and you were barely breathing and I had to take it off you but I didn't want to but it was the only thing I could think of to do so I did but then I had to open your shirt to take it off and, and, and…I'm so sorry! I am so, so, so sorry!" He was wringing his hands, flustered and almost hyperventilating from embarrassment. Onua stood up as he was saying all this and fixed her shirt, belting it again and slipping her shukusen back where it belonged on her right hip. When she was finished she just looked at him, waiting for him to be done. He fluttered his hands about frantically as he chattered on seemingly forever without stopping for a breath, and then finished with, "…You may slap me if you like." He stood at absolute attention, eyes closed, prepared for what was coming. Onua looked at him for a few seconds, and then said, "Very well, here's your…punishment." Her hands reached towards his neck as she came closer, and then…smooch! She held his shoulders as she gave him a peck on the cheek. "Wha-wha-what?" Gaga stuttered. He hadn't been expecting that! "You saved my life by taking my corset off, Gaga. I think that's worth a peck and a peek. Especially since you weren't trying for either." "But…but…" "Don't argue, unless you _want_ me to be mad at you?" "Of course not!" "Then let's drop it, and figure out what to do next." "Oh, yes…" 19. Chapter 19 Luna Mountain, Past the Second Challenge: Earth **Notes: Just as a warning, there is a completely unintentional spoofage of Captain Planet in the challenges. My sister was kind enough to point it out to me, and also kind enough to not laugh when I told her I had to keep it the way it was for the sake of the story. I tried my best to make it seem less Captain Planet-ey, but I'm not sure if it worked. For those of you who didn't notice, the challenges are 'fire, water, wind, earth, and heart.' A cheesy CP reference, no? No. Actually, I was mooching off of the Incarnations of Immortality series, with the elements as 'fire, water, wind, earth, and void.' I couldn't think of a way to incorporate void really well, and this idea in my head for 'heart' was just screaming at me. I mean, come on, it's a _romance_; there's gotta be a test of 'heart!' Anyway, end notes for now.** Gaga and Onua looked down the passageway, or what was left of it, at least. The cave-in hadn't left much room for maneuvering. Gaga moved forward, looking at the blockage, trying to figure out if they could get around it somehow, or even shift it enough to get through. He didn't even think about going back anymore; there was no reason to, they had survived two challenges, he was sure they could handle the rest. As he inspected the rock fall, Onua moved to the sides, trying to see if they could squeeze by. After a few minutes, she called, "Gaga-san, could you come here for a second? I think I might have found a way through, but I'll need your help to make sure." "Oh? What did you find?" He came over to where she was, and looked to where she pointed. High in the wall there was a hole where some of the stones had been torn from it. It wasn't a very large hole, but it was big enough for them to crawl through, if it went all the way through. "That could work, but how do you expect to get to it? I can just barely reach it at full stretch, and I doubt I can lift myself up there." "I thought about that. If I kneel on your shoulders, I'll be able to reach it, and crawl through. If there's a way to turn around, I can help lift you up." "Oh. Well then, let's try it." Gaga knelt on the floor, and Onua boosted herself into a kneeling position on his shoulders (with surprising grace, as it's hard to clamber onto someone's shoulders without falling off, let alone gracefully.) Once she was settled, he stood carefully and moved to stand directly under the hole in the wall. As he did so, Onua shifted a bit. "This won't work; I can't move well enough kneeling. I'll have to stand up before I try to get in the hole." Gaga said nothing, trying to ignore the fact that she was practically sitting on his head. It wasn't very comfortable, as her shins dug into his shoulders rather painfully. He tried not to sigh with relief as she stood. Her feet had much more give to them, and weren't quite so agonizing. She bent over and crawled into the hole, taking her weight off his shoulders. He rubbed them, surprised at how much easier that had been than he'd thought it would be. Either Onua didn't weigh as much as he'd thought, or he was stronger than he'd thought. _She's probably just light._ He thought. "Gaga-san, there's a small cavern almost immediately through here. I'll help you up, okay?" Gaga snapped back to reality. "Oh, yes, of course." He looked up to see her leaning over the edge, waiting. He reached up and caught the edge, hauling himself up with almost no help from Onua. _Maybe I'm stronger as well… I am a much younger human…_ Onua backed up and he crawled forward. In a second he stood up in the cavern she had mentioned. Another tunnel led off of it, and they followed it for a while in silence. That was when Gaga realized how surprisingly bright it was in here. Most caves are to dark to navigate without a lantern, but they'd had no trouble seeing. He looked at the walls more closely and realized that they were covered with a very thin film of fluorescent moss, not in the usual green, but in a yellow sandstone color that matched the rocks they covered well. _Interesting…_ He was so absorbed in this that he walked straight into Onua, who had stopped suddenly. "Oh, I beg your pardon, Onua-san." he apologized, and then looked to see why she had stopped. A few meters away, the floor sloped sharply downward. "Perhaps the tunnel goes back down to the level of the one we just left?" he said, answering Onua's unspoken inquiry. "Perhaps. That does make sense." They continued down the passage, and it leveled off near the same level as the tunnel they had left, just as Gaga had predicted. The floor grew sandy, and the moss on the walls lightened to match it. After a few more minutes of walking, they saw that the tunnel widened suddenly into a huge cavern ahead. Gaga also noticed a rushing noise that had been growing steadily as they walked. When they neared the room, He realized that it was the rushing of wind, as it howled around the room in a circular motion, never ceasing, never weakening. The room had sand all around the edges, where it had been ground from the floor and flung by the winds. _The challenge of wind_ thought Gaga. _This doesn't look dangerous, just difficult._ Onua reached forward into the room, and immediately pulled her hand back with a yelp. "Ouch! That stings! I don't think we can get through this room as it is now, Gaga." "You're right." He said, touching the wind himself, which practically formed a wall. "We'd be flung back out of here in a trice." He looked around, to see if there was a way to stop the wind. All he found was a small doll, a little drummer-boy type figure, with a wind-up key. He picked it up. "I wonder if one of the previous challengers left this here. How very careless." Out of curiosity, he wound it up and released it. It began drumming a lively tempo. "How interesting, it still works! It can't have been here for more than a few years, or the sand would have clogged its gears." Onua was paying attention too something else. "Wind it again, Gaga-san!" "What? Oh, all right." He did so, and let it drum. "I thought so! Listen to the wind when it drums!" Gaga did so, and frowned. "What wind?" "Exactly! When the doll drums, the wind dies!" Gaga groaned, "Oh joy, a challenge with a sense of humor. Doll drums—Doldrums. What a horrible pun." "Who cares if it's a horrible pun? It'll get us through! Now wind it again!" Gaga wound the doll, and as soon as he released it, the wind died down, and they ran quickly across the room. The doll stopped drumming, the wind came back, and everything went back to normal. "Well." said Gaga. "That was anticlimactic." "Don't complain. Do you _want_ them to be hard?" "Who's complaining? I'm very grateful that it was easy, just surprised." "That's all right then. Now, onward!" 20. Chapter 20 Luna Mountain, Past the Third Challenge: Wind Gaga and Onua had left the cavern with the challenge of wind behind a few hours ago. The tunnel seemed to go on forever, always following an odd pattern. At first it had moved straight forward for half an hour, and then it had turned right abruptly. Since then it had continued to curve gradually rightward; it also had an upward grade so slight that they barely noticed it. They had taken a break for a late lunch, and had then continued onward. They talked, really talked, for the first time since they had started on this quest. They discussed all manner of things, such as why the Gypsies moved around so much, how Onua's parents had gotten together, and why Niko had such an odd collection of swords and other bladed weapons. Gaga told Onua about his duties as Princess Grenda's steward, and many of the adventures he had accompanied her on while she was still a Platinum Princess Candidate. He spoke of the odd curse that had been laid on her and the other four girls, so that they never aged past ten, and how it had been broken by the previous Platinum Princess, from the Magic World which was now gone forever. And they kept on walking, and they kept on talking, for hour after hour. They stopped for dinner and then continued on. Eventually, after what seemed like an eternity, the tunnel changed again. It turned sharply rightward, and tilted upward noticeably. After another half hour or so, they realized that it had gotten colder. The moss had changed color to a soft, deep, velvety blue that let off just barely enough light to see their way by. They stopped talking, sensing that something truly important was coming up. They walked noiselessly, their feet making absolutely no sound on the thick carpet of soft blue moss. Finally, they reached a cavern. And what a cavern it was! It was immense, with a high, vaulted ceiling like a cathedral. It was perfectly round, and the walls had half-columns spaced evenly around the perimeter. In the precise center of the room the floor dipped gently to the edges of a faultlessly circular pool. A pool whose water was so pure and still that it shone like glass, without flaw. As they watched the pool, the moon outside Luna Mountain rose higher, until its light poured down through the small opening in the peak of the mountain. The moonlight reflected off of the polished, mirror-like stones at each bend of the long, spiraling, complicated way downward into the center of the mountain. Reflecting off of the final flat, polished stone, it struck the water in the pool, and was magnified so that the water itself seemed to be made of moonlight. Gaga and Onua simply stared in awe. The room, and the pool, had such a quiet majesty that neither of them dared to speak. It was so ancient, so mysterious, and so profoundly _magical_ that it was filled them with a kind of holy wonder. Gaga, in his entire over 1000 years, had never seen anything so marvelously, breathtakingly, solemnly beautiful. Onua, despite how far she had traveled in her twenty-five years of life, had never seen anything that came close to comparing to the ancient dignity and magnificence of this place. They simply stood there for a good half hour, just drinking it all in. Then Onua's innate practicality finally took over. "Well," she said, "I think this is the place." Gaga, startled by her voice, stopped staring at the Mére of the Moon (for that's what it was), and replied. "I think you're right, Onua-san. But…what do we do here?" "Mother gave me an extra, empty large canteen to collect the water in. I think I'll start by doing that." "Oh! Of course you're right." They walked to the edge of the pool, and knelt there. As Gaga looked at the pool, he realized that it was extremely deep. With its extreme purity and the moonlight, he could see the bottom, but it was so far down that he didn't want to think about it. Onua quickly took out her large canteen and unscrewed the cap. She filled it with the water and screwed the cap back on carefully, then set it aside. Looking over at Gaga, who was still leaning over, looking into the pool. She murmured quietly to herself, "I wonder…" She grinned mischievously to herself, and then, setting the canteen full of water aside carefully, she crept up behind him and…pushed. _Splash!_ Gaga floundered for a few seconds, coughing and sputtering, before he managed to grab onto the side of the Mére. He hung there, panting, for a minute before looking up into Onua's merrily laughing eyes. "What was that for?" he asked her, confused. "You looked like you needed to loosen up!" "What? That's silly! Besides, what if I didn't know how to swim?" "But you do. You told me yourself earlier. Besides…" she leaned down very close to him, so that their noses were almost touching. "…there was something that I wanted to confirm." Gaga's heart skipped a beat. "What?" She leaned back again, freeing him from her eyes. "That the water from the pool can't turn you back into a demon. Sadly, it looks like I was right, and it can't." She helped him out of the Mére. "You don't look that sad." he commented. "True. I'm not, really. I suppose I'm a bit selfish, but once you become a demon again you'll go back to working as Grenda-chan's steward. I'd rather have you all to myself." "Yes, but that doesn't mean that we can't see each other again. Surely your caravan will stay for a while longer." "No. Part of the reason we had to do this now is because we're planning to leave the day after the festival. If you were still human then, Papa was planning on asking you to join our caravan in its travels, until a cure could be found." "Oh, I-I'm touched." Gaga hadn't really thought about what would happen when the caravan left. He'd just…assumed that he would be returned to normal by then. "So, really, I'm glad you haven't changed back. Even if it's selfish of me, I would miss you when you were gone." "Thank you, Onua-san, I'd miss you too." At this point, Gaga wasn't even sure if he wanted to change back. "Well, on that note, let's turn in." "Huh?" Gaga was confused by the turn in the conversation. "It's very late, if the moon can shine through. Also, I'm exhausted from all that we've done today. We should sleep, and make our way out tomorrow." "Oh, of course. But why were there only three challenges on the way in? There should have been five." They moved away from the water, and began taking out the blankets and sleeping clothes that Niobe had packed for them. "Hmm. I don't know. I expect that the other two will be on the way out. We've had fire, earth, and wind, in that order. That leaves water and void." "Or heart, depending on how you look at it." "True. I wonder what those challenges will be like." "There's no use speculating, we'll find out when we try to leave tomorrow." The bases of the columns pushed out roundly, and the thick moss which covered them made them ideal low seats or pillows. Onua and Gaga laid out their blankets near them, and close enough together to be safe. Gaga made quite sure that they were about arms-length apart, though. He didn't want any accidents. _Kicking your traveling companion in your sleep is not a good way to get along with her._ "Turn around." "Huh?" Gaga was startled by the unexpected request. "Turn around. I need to change into my bed clothes." "Oh. Oh, yes, of course!" Gaga turned around hastily. In a surprisingly short amount of time, Onua finished changing. "Okay, your turn, Gaga-san. And I think you should towel off before you put them on. And lay out your clothes to dry. It won't hurt the moss." Gaga obeyed, and then he crawled into bed. "Good-night, Onua-san." "Good-night, Gaga-san." They were asleep before they knew it. 21. Chapter 21 Luna Mountain, The Mére of the Moon, Day Two, Morning Gaga awoke to a bright morning. The sun's light shone down through the ceiling, reflecting off of the stones until it came to the pool. However, instead of entering the pool, the sunlight reflected off of it, illuminating the whole room. As he sat up, looked over at Onua and saw that she was still sleeping. _She must have been exhausted after everything that happened yesterday._ He quickly got up and got dressed, glad that his clothes had dried out from the dunking he'd gotten the night before. Once he finished, he knelt next to Onua, planning on waking her up. As he looked down at her he thought… _she looks so peaceful when she's asleep._ Unthinking, he reached out to brush a stray hair from her face. He caught himself right afterwards, and shaking his head at his folly, he gently shook her awake. "Onua-san, wake up. It's morning." She stirred and stretched, "Good morning, Gaga-san! Did you sleep well?" "Yes, I slept very well, thank you." He left her side and began preparing breakfast from the supplies Niobe had given them, making sure to be facing away from Onua. She got dressed quickly, and sat next to him as they ate in a companionable silence. Once they had finished and cleaned up, Gaga said, "Where do we go now, Onua-san? We can't go back the way we came." "If we could, then we wouldn't have to got through the last two challenges, would we? So we can't. We have to go forward. Look there. On the other side of the Mére there's another tunnel." "I see. We'll go out through that one, and hope the challenges aren't too dangerous." "Exactly. Let's go." They gathered up all of their belongings and packed them neatly away in their bags, and then set off through the far tunnel. After about an hour and a half of walking, in which the tunnel meandered all over the place, twisting, turning and doubling back on itself, they came to another cave. This one was by no means as nice as the one with the Mére. It was irregular and had largish stones sticking up from the floor at random. At the other end, and slightly to the side, was a door. _A door?_ Thought Gaga, _There must be a challenge on the other side. But why is there a door? All of the other challenges seemed to be part of the natural landscape, but this…_ As he was thinking, they walked to the door. When Onua touched it, she froze, not moving at all. "Onua-san?" Gaga tapped her on the shoulder. "Is something wrong?" She slowly turned her head to look back at him over her left shoulder. When their eyes met, he pulled back, startled. Her eyes had changed. They were empty, and they seemed to pull him in, to try to drown him in their depths. But at the same time they were full to overflowing with something he couldn't describe, something that frightened him. She turned the rest of the way around, and he took a step backwards, unsure. He couldn't tear himself away from her eyes; as much as they frightened him, he couldn't look away. She walked toward him, and he backed away slowly, until he tripped backwards over a rock. He fell to the floor with a thud and scuttled backwards on his backside, still trying to flee what he saw in her eyes, still incapable of breaking eye contact. She followed him, moving toward him on all fours now, as he ran out of room to back away. With his back against the wall, he waited for whatever it was that she meant to do. She approached him on all fours, moving up his stretched-out legs towards his body. When she reached him, her eyes mere inches from his, he shut his suddenly, too frightened of what he saw in hers, though he still wasn't sure of what it was. She sat back on her heels, and caught hold of his shoulders with her hands. And then she leaned towards him. His eyes flew open again as her lips pressed against his, and at his sides, his fists clenched, and then slowly loosened. She pulled back for a second, and then returned, deepening the kiss, as her hands slowly slid forward, towards his collar. His heart beat faster and faster, and his breathing sped up, and his brain seemed to be on fire. And then his jacket was gone, and she was unbuttoning the shirt underneath it, and his hands held her at the waist, and then her hands slid downward to his belt as his slid up along her sides, and then… "NO!" He grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away, holding her away from himself. He let his head hang downward, unable to look at her. "We…we can't. You're too wonderful of a person for this. You are my best friend's daughter and my very good friend yourself. You are the daughter of the gypsy caravan's boss, and I am just the servant of the Princess of Hell. You are a young, vibrant, beautiful human woman, and I am an old demon in a young human's body. It's…not right. We can't do this. I can't let us do this. I can't…won't…let myself take advantage of whatever spell you're under. Because…because I…I love you." There. He'd said it. He'd admitted that he was in love with her; hopelessly, deeply, wildly in love with her, with this beautiful, wonderful, intelligent, kind, practical woman. "Oh, so does that mean that if you didn't love me, you would be able to?" "What?" Gaga looked up, startled, to see that Onua's eyes were normal again. They were no longer empty; they sparkled with delight and amusement, amusement at him. He realized what she'd said. "Oh, no, no, of course not, Onua-san! I mean, if I didn't love you, it wouldn't be so hard to resist you, and…" Onua laughed. "I'm teasing you, Gaga-san! I knew what you meant." Gaga relaxed and released her shoulders; it looked like she was fine. "And by the way, Gaga-san…" Onua smiled at him, her eyes full of gratitude. "Thank you." 22. Chapter 22 Ch. 22 Luna Mountain, Past the Fourth Challenge: Heart/Void/Chaos "There's nothing to thank me for. I almost didn't stop myself." Gaga shook his head seriously, and began tucking his shirt back in. "But you did, and that's what counts." "I'm not sure I could have, if I hadn't known you were under a love spell." "Gaga…" Onua caught his arm, stopping him from putting his jacket back on. "…that wasn't a love spell." "What? But it had to be, that's not something you would have done normally!" "True, but it wasn't a love spell. A love spell can't be broken by a confession of love; that would be silly!" "But…what was it then?" "A spell of release." "Release?" "That's right. Release from restraint." "From…restraint?" "Are you going to repeat everything I say?" "What? Oh, no, my apologies, Onua-san." "Good. Now then. Restraint is what keeps us from doing whatever pops into our heads at any given time. It prevents us from offending others, and from embarrassing ourselves. When you lack restraint, there's nothing holding you back from attacking your most immediate desire. A spell for releasing restraint doesn't create false emotions or desires; it merely causes you to act on them." "So, when you were…" "When I was coming onto you, I really did want that." She released his arm. "But, but…" "But that's not all. The reason you could break the spell was because you gave me something that I desired even more, though I didn't realize it at the time. You told me you loved me." "But if you wanted to hear me say that…" "It means that I was in love with you too? Absolutely. I love you, and I'm in love with you, Gaga-san." "What's the difference? Between loving and being in love with, I mean." Well, it's quite possible to love someone, yet not be in love with them. Like siblings or friends. Romance is the only time you do both." She stood and got ready to go. "Oh." "So that's why the spell broke. Now, let's continue this quest. After this, we've got nothing to worry about." "What do you mean, Onua-san? There's still one challenge left." Gaga stood as well and finished getting fixed up. "We've had four challenges so far. Fire, Earth, Wind, and this one, Heart (or void or chaos). That leaves Water as the only remaining challenge. And after all…" She smiled back at him over her shoulder. "'Many waters cannot quench love, nor can floods drown it.'" Gaga just stared at her for a second, and then, when she moved towards the door again, he darted forward to stop her. "Wait, Onua-san!" "Why? What's wrong?" "If you touch the door again, won't you become respelled?" "I don't think so; it was probably a one-shot spell. Now that you broke it, it won't happen again. Also, it's probably safer for me to do it anyway." "But…" "Because even if it does get me, we know you can handle me when I'm like that, so there's no problem. But what would have happened if it had been you?" Gaga thought about it, and decided that he didn't want to think about it. "Go ahead, Onua-san." She smiled, and opened the door. "See? Nothing happened." Gaga breathed a sigh of relief, and followed her through. They continued walking, and the tunnel continued wandering, for another half hour. The whole time, Gaga fought with himself, trying _not_ to pay attention to Onua, to the feelings and sensations and desires that their ordeal had awakened in him. Over and over he caught his mind wandering back to the incident, and to how much he'd wanted to just let it go on. He knew he'd done the right thing, and he had no doubts about how much he'd have hated himself if he'd let it continue. But at the same time that he recognized this, he also realized he hadn't wanted it to stop, and he disliked himself for that. Then they reached an intersection. The tunnel they were in ended where another tunnel crossed it; they could go either left or right, and there were no indications of which way was best. Gaga moved forward to stand beside Onua, looking down each half of the way. "Which direction should we go Onua-san, left or right?" "Let me see…we're probably at about the same level as the Mére, so…the tunnel to the right slopes downward. If we want to get back to ground level, we should go that way." "That makes sense. It would be a good idea to get as close to the ground as possible before exiting the mountain." They began walking, and as they did, Gaga slowly began to relax again. Onua looked at him and said, "Have you noticed that you always seem to agree with my decisions? "Probably because your decisions always seem to be the right ones." "Not always, but mostly, yes. I'm not trying to brag, you know." "I know. You're not the bragging type. With how much you hate flattery, you're not likely to flatter yourself." "True. Though really, it's not that I hate compliments, I just hate it when compliments are given to the undeserving, even if it's me." "It's hard to think of a compliment that you wouldn't deserve, especially a compliment to your looks. When I first met you, I thought that you were the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen." He smiled at her, and then caught himself, grinning awkwardly. "Oh, sorry, looks like I'm making the mistake of flattering you!" "And how about now?" "Huh?" "What do you think of me now?" "I…" Gaga wasn't sure of how to answer that. He decided to simply state his thoughts honestly, and hope that she wouldn't be angry with him. "I still think that you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. And not just on the outside. You're intelligent, clever, honest, discerning, kind, practical, and sincere; you're the perfect mixture of pragmatism and spontaneity. If I could describe you in just a few words, I would say that, to me anyway, you're the ideal woman. You delight me with your very presence. When I'm with you, I think that…I wouldn't mind staying human forever, if I could just stay with you. I think…" He paused, "…I'm glad to know you. I'm better for having known you, I want to always know you, I want to never say goodbye." He turned away, blushing furiously. Onua stared at him for a few seconds, and then spoke softly. "Wow…Gaga-san… that has to be the sweetest, most wonderful thing that anyone's ever said to me." The back of his neck flushed red. "And you know…for an over-1000-yer-old demon in human form, you're incredibly romantic. I do believe that you meant it." He spun around immediately to face her. "Of course I meant it! You aren't the only one who dislikes false praise!" Onua smiled up at him. "Then we're well suited for each other, don't you think?" She didn't give him a chance to answer, instead turning and half walking, half skipping down the passage. Gaga followed immediately. **NOTES: I know…weak ending to this chapter, and no new challenge. Get over it. I will now tell you about the last challenge. I got the idea for a restraint release spell from a monster from xxxHolic. The lack of restraint accounts for the 'void' in the challenge. The resulting confusion was the 'chaos.' And it was obviously quite testing to the heart. Originally, I was going to get into it a bit more, but I like how it turned out, much more and it woulda been hentai, which I refuse ever to do. This is about as close as I'll ever get. This chapter was a really good one to, I think. Gaga finally stopped dodging around his feelings for Onua and explored them. Oh, and about his oh-so-incredibly-romantic lines…I mooched them. I read this webcomic called Lint, which is just awesome, and those were like, the coolest romance lines I have EVER read, so I had to use them. Sorry, Lint!** 23. Chapter 23 Luna Mountain, Last Challenge: Water Gaga distracted himself from the recent conversation by trying to figure out where exactly they were in the mountain. He drew a mental picture of the mountain in his head, and began tracing their route through it. He realized that although they had traveled a great distance over the past two days, they hadn't really gone anywhere. They had gone straight through the mountain, and then followed its perimeter, slowly spiraling upwards, so that they passed over their previous track, and all the way around. Then, they'd gone straight to the center of the mountain, in a tunnel above and parallel to their first rout, but in the opposite direction. Crossing directly through the center, they'd followed a torturous path, so that currently, they were headed towards the place where the entrance was, though far above it. They would probably also come out several meters to the side. He tried to remember what was there, but couldn't. As they walked, Onua looked back at Gaga, smiling to herself at the contemplative look on his face. He was amusingly innocent. Not naive, per say; he understood the implications of the situations they had gotten into. But he seemed…inexperienced; he was far to worried about her feelings to be a veteran in the game of love. Her expression turned thoughtful. "Gaga-san?" "Yes, Onua-san?" "Was that the first time you ever made out?" "What! What kind of question is that?" Gaga immediately turned red again. Onua relented. "You don't have to answer. I shouldn't have asked; it's none of my business." Gaga hesitated, and then said, "…yes." "Hmm?" "Yes, that was my first real kiss. I-I've never…had a…girlfriend before." He looked down, embarrassed. "Not…not that you're really my girlfriend or anything…" "Oh, I don't know. I might be." She grinned flirtatiously at him. "If properly asked." Gaga was flustered; did she want him to ask her? Was she just teasing him again? And most importantly, SHOULD he even ask her? He hesitated, almost speaking, until he felt the floor tremble underfoot. _Another cave-in?_ He looked back along their route they had taken, ready to grab Onua and run. The trembling grew, and with it they heard a rumbling, which escalated, until it became a roar. Gaga spun around, and taking Onua by the arm, began running down the passageway, hauling her after him. "Gaga-san, what…?" Onua took one look back and began running with him. Coming down the passage behind them was a wall of water. Somewhere deep inside the mountain an underground river had broken loose, and had gone rushing and gushing down the passage towards the two. Gaga looked back, and wrapped his arms around Onua to protect her just before the surge washed over them. They held their breaths as they tumbled and spun down the passage, eyes closed. Gaga held Onua protectively close as they were forcefully propelled towards their unknown destination like chaff. Surfacing for a few brief seconds, they looked around frantically for something to grab on to. The light increased, and as Gaga looked toward the source, he realized that they were nearing the outside. He nearly panicked at that. If they were as high up as he thought, when they left the mountain they'd be flung from a deadly height. There was no way they'd survive unless they managed to stop themselves from being flung off. Gaga released Onua from his arms and had her grab hold of his waist. He then began swimming towards the right side of the passage, hoping to find something to grab onto. He had just reached the wall when they were swept outside. He lunged for the side of the flow and managed to catch hold of a sapling that grew on the side of the mountain. He slowly managed to haul himself up onto the bank next to the tree, but no sooner had he managed to get up there than Onua lost her grip on him. Moving instinctively, quicker than thought, Gaga grabbed onto the tree with one hand and Onua's wrist with the other. He looked at her and saw that she was unconscious. _Something must have been carried along by the water and hit her on the head. That flow is enough to move small boulders. _The flow increased, threatening to rip her from his grasp. He gritted his teeth and held on, trying to pull her from the water without success. The water pulled harder and harder, and his hold was starting to slip. "…_I'm glad to know you. I'm better for having known you, I want to always know you, I want to never say goodbye." _If he let go, if he lost his hold, he wouldn't get the _chance_ to say goodbye, and he'd never get to see her smile again. This was the last challenge, water, which meant that there had to be a way. There _had_ to, didn't there? But…his arms were getting tired, weakening under the relentless tugging of the current. His hand slipped a bit more. "'_Many waters cannot quench love, nor can floods drown it.'"_ _No! I will NOT lose her! I CANNOT lose her, I couldn't bear it._ "'_Many waters cannot quench love, nor can floods drown it.'"_ Suddenly, Gaga's loosening grip on Onua's arm tightened, as sharp claws sprouted from his fingertips and dug into her wrist. His eyes closed as he focused all of his attention on pulling her from the water, and he didn't see her eyes flicker open for an instant, and take in his changes before closing again. His bared teeth grew short, sharp fangs, and ground together with his efforts. The back of his water-soaked jacket writhed for a few seconds, and then huge, bat-like wings burst from between his shoulder blades and began pumping furiously. They beat at the air and provided just a bit more power, as with an almighty effort, he hauled Onua's unconscious form from the water. Such was the shock of her release from the water's pull that he fell over backwards, and she landed on top of him, knocking the wind out of him. In the instant before he landed, his claws, fangs, and wings disappeared, and he was fully human again when he hit the ground. 24. Chapter 24 **Notes: I forgot to mention it, but the quote 'Many waters cannot quench love, nor can floods drown it' is from the Bible, though I don't know the reference. ** Outside Luna Mountain Gaga simply lay there for a few minutes, panting, exhausted. Onua lay on top of him, her weight on his chest; but although her weight complicated his breathing, it was comforting as well, because it meant that she was safe. After a while, Gaga shifted her off gently, and sat up. He looked around and saw that they were on a rather wide ledge that was easily large enough for them and their belongings. Luckily they had managed to keep their bags somehow, and the contents were intact. He took the bags and laid all of their contents out to dry. He took off his jacket and shirt and wrung them out, and then gazed forlornly at the holes in the back of the jacket. The shirt would be easily repaired, but it would be nearly impossible to sew the holes in the jacket shut without the seams showing. He sighed and put the shirt back on, it was better than nothing. He laid the jacket out to dry and looked over at where Onua lay. She looked to be in relatively good shape, besides being unconscious and soaking wet. _Actually, she looks rather good in wet clothes…Ack!_ Gaga stopped that thought before it got any further. _I'd best check on her, if she was hit on the head, she'll need help. _He moved over to her and knelt by her side. Lifting her head from the ground, he looked for a bump, which he found just behind her left ear. It didn't look too serious, and she'd be as good as new in a few hours. _I'm glad, if she'd been seriously injured, I'd never have forgiven myself._ He took a look at her left wrist, and saw that the wounds she'd gotten when he grew claws weren't serious, but he wrapped them with bandages anyway. How _had_ he grown claws anyway? It was almost like when, as a demon, he transformed into his cat shape, except that he didn't shrink, and his body was still very much human. He'd gotten claws, fangs and wings, like his demon-cat shape, but he'd stayed almost entirely human otherwise, very strange. He took a wet towel and folded it into a makeshift pillow and laid it under Onua's head as support. The sun was bright enough and hot enough that their clothes should dry out in less than an hour. He laid his jacket over her, and then lay back on the ledge, hands behind his head. Within a few minutes the combination of warm sun and tiredness caused him to fall asleep. When he awoke it was a whole hour and a half later, just after noon. He sat up, wincing; he was stiff and sore from overexerting himself like that, and then not moving while he slept. He turned to see how Onua was doing and saw that she was up and looking much better. She smiled at him and said, "Good to see you awake, Gaga-san. Are you feeling okay?" "Just a bit stiff, thank you. Are you alright, Onua-san? You had a bump on your head, is it better?" "Oh, yes, I'm fine now. However…" She stood and came towards him, and then sitting directly behind him, began rubbing his shoulders. When he winced, she said, "It looks like you're not in as good of shape as you thought. Don't worry; I'll work those knots out." "But…" "No buts, that's the second time you saved my life, I at least owe you a shoulder rub, and you need it." His shoulders and neck were cramping, and his arms jittered painfully, so he couldn't really argue the point. He let her work on him, all the time aware of a feeling of guilty pleasure. Her touch was sheer delight, and soothed his cramping muscles. Her hands rubbed his shoulders and the back of his neck, moved up and down his arms, and massaged his temples, where the beginnings of a headache were forming. As his aches eased, he finally began to relax, and let his head fall forward limply, simply basking in the pleasure of her care and company. _I wish this could last forever, and I wish…I wish that she could do this all the time, I wish that I could let her do this without my feeling so guilty. _ Her hands moved back down to his neck and stroked firmly, yet gently, massaging all his aches away. They slid upward to rub under his jaw, feeling the blood pulsing through the jugular vein, making him more aware of it. He closed his eyes and simply lost himself in her touch. Her hands dropped again, rubbing his shoulders and back, moving gently, rhythmically, soothingly, until he was only half awake, and aware of only the sensations she sent through him. Slowly, her arms slid around him, and she merely held him, as her soft breasts pushed gently against his back, and she laid her head on his shoulder, so that his cheek rested against her head. They stayed like that for awhile, and then Gaga stirred, sighing, and gently removed her hands, turning and facing her. "Onua-san, I wish we could stay like that, I wish we could really be in a relationship like we pretended, I wish we could go even further than that, but we can't, so you need to stop putting me in positions like that, okay?" He spoke gently, sadly, but the look in his eyes begged her to understand. Onua looked back at him, eyes just as sad, but determined to find a way. "Why? Why can't we? What is there to stop us?" "Onua-san…It would never work. For all that I'm in a young body; I'm still old in reality." "But that just means you have years of experience that a normal young man wouldn't. You're the figurative old head on young shoulders." "And I'm a demon; for all that I've a human body now." "So? I don't care. You're everything I love in a man, demon or not." "And I'm from the serving class, while you're the gypsy equivalent of a princess." "Gaga-san, you're the steward for the Princess of Hell, that's got to be at least as good as being the daughter of a gypsy caravan boss, at least in the eyes of most people." She was starting to become amused, while he seemed annoyed at her. He _knew_ it couldn't work, he knew it and yet…all the reasons it couldn't were being neatly countered by her. As much as he wanted it to work, he didn't want to get his hopes up, when he was sure they'd be dashed. "But… what about your father? Do you honestly believe that Niko would approve?" Onua thought about it, and then replied, "Yes…yes, I do. I think that Papa would be delighted that his best friend was courting his daughter, regardless of the things you said before. And I think Mama would approve as well." Despite himself, Gaga was beginning to hope, and then he had one devastating thought. "Princess Grenda would never allow it." "Princess Grenda has no jurisdiction over your personal life, and even if she did, I doubt she'd stop you. She's much nicer than she likes to pretend." "But, but…" "I know you've known her for far longer than I have, but you never know until you try." As Gaga thought about that, Onua stood and packed their belongings back into their bags, since everything had dried out by now. "Now then, we should start on our way home. Can you help me figure out how to get down from here?" 25. Chapter 25 On a Ledge, Outside Luna Mountain Gaga and Onua had spent the better part of half an hour looking for a way off of the ledge, and down the side of the mountain. Onua stood from where she'd been looking over the edge, and stated, "It looks like the only way to get down safely is to climb down from the edge furthest from the falls. We've enough rope that we should be able to reach the ground with it, if we're careful." Gaga took the rope out of his bag, and tossed one end over the side, testing the reach. It fell about half a meter short of the ground, but that was no problem. He tied his end to a boulder that didn't look like it would budge, and tested its hold. It seemed to be holding firm. "I'll go down first, since I weigh more. If it holds my weight, I'm sure it'll hold yours." Putting his bag on his back, he swung over the cliff's edge and began moving downward hand-over-hand. When he reached the ground about thirty meters below, he tugged the rope to let Onua know that he was done. No sooner had he done so then she swung over the edge and started down herself. He caught her at the bottom, and set her down neatly on her feet. "What do we do about the rope?" He asked her. "Hmm… We can't just leave it there…" Onua was considering when the taut rope suddenly slackened, then fell down to land at their feet, as though someone had untied it. They looked up, astonished, but didn't see anyone. "Perhaps that's the mountains way of saying goodbye?" suggested Gaga. "Perhaps." Onua replied, but she looked skeptical, and then she shrugged. "…Oh well, at least we got the rope back." She coiled it neatly, and then put it back in Gaga's bag. After looking at the majestic mountain, they waved farewell and set off for the gypsy caravan. After they had gone about halfway, a trek of approximately an hour, Onua decided to change the subject, which up to this point had been possible uses for the water. "Gaga-san, when you were pulling me out of the water, I felt a sharp pain, and for a second there I woke up, and I could have sworn you had wings." "I did. I don't know how or why it happened, but when I thought about losing you, I sprouted wings, claws, and fangs. It was very odd. They reminded me of my cat shape, but they were far larger than they should have been." "That is odd. I don't know why that happened, but it's a good thing it did. Perhaps the reason they were so large is because you were so much larger than your usual cat shape." "I suppose so." "What was it like being a demon cat?" "Much different from being human. As a human, I see more color in the world, but I can't see moving things as well. Also, I can't fly as a human. It's rather frustrating. There are good points though." "Like what?" "Well, for one thing, I feel more alive and aware as a human than I ever did as a demon. Also…If I was still a demon, I'd have had no chance of getting to know you and the rest of your gypsy clan the way I have, and that I would surely have missed." Onua grinned at that. 26. Chapter 26 A Few Minutes From The Gypsy Caravan As they walked the last part of the way to the caravan, Gaga fell silent, contemplating the conversation they'd had back on the ledge. _It's true that I have many years of experience, but all of that was in serving Hell's royal family. And while that experience is useful during for understanding the protocol in negotiations and politics, it's probably useless in any other case. If I were to stay with Onua-san, all of my years of experience would be worthless. But…I'm stuck as a human anyway. Whether I'm with Onua-san or not, that experience will make no difference, I'll still have to learn how to be human. Perhaps that means that if I want to be with Onua-san, it's alright? _ _But…I'm a demon! Even if I'm in a human body, my essence is demonic in nature. Can a human-demon romance even work? Are children even possible? Does it even matter? Onua-san said she didn't care that I'm a demon, and I don't have a problem with her being human, but if we can't have children, I'm not sure it would be a viable relationship …and Niko would lose his only chance at grandchildren. But if children are possible, then there's no reason that a demon-human romance couldn't work…_ That was two arguments against it down. He'd have to ask Niko about the children though. There still remained the matter of social status however. _No matter what, I'm serving class, and she's not. Though, in most places it would seem that gypsies are considered even below the serving class. Common gypsies anyway. Would that put Onua, as gypsy nobility, on the same level as me, a higher-level servant? If we are on about the same social level, then even if we're technically in separate classes, it won't matter. It would be like a grocer marrying a farmer, different classes, but still the same standing._ Onua was right, there really wasn't all that much holding them back. There were a few conditional terms, and the approval of their authority figures, and that was it. _Approval. How can I possibly get Princess Grenda's approval for this? Technically Onua-san is right, she has no power over my personal life, but if she were angry enough, she could fire me! I don't think she would do that, she's really a very kind girl at heart, but still, dare I take that chance? I've already established that I have no practical skills in the human world, I haven't learned a trade. If Princess Grenda fires me, I won't have a way to provide for Onua-san. _Gaga didn't notice that he'd slipped into thinking that he needed to provide for her, even though he hadn't consciously decided whether he was going to pursue the relationship or not. Or perhaps Fate had already decided that he would. _Onua-san seems to think that Niko would approve; and Niobe-san as well. If Onua-san believes this, then I have no reason to think otherwise. That means that the only two obstacles in the way are Princess Grenda, and the possibility of children. Or rather, the possibility of their impossibility. _He smiled. _If it wasn't so serious, that would be funny._ "Gaga-san." "Hmm?" "We're here." "What?" He looked up, startled. They had indeed arrived at the caravan. "Let's go, Gaga-san! I want to see my parents!" Onua grabbed his hand and began running, pulling him along behind her. In almost no time at all they had reached the center of the caravan, where Niobe stood, just starting the dinner preparations. When she saw them she dropped what she held and turned towards them, arms open. Onua threw herself into her mother's arms, burying her face in her shoulder. After a warm hug, she released her and stood back, saying, "Mother, it's good to be back!" "What, didn't Gaga-san keep you company?" Niobe winked at him, and he grinned, glad to be back as well. "Of course he did! But I missed you anyway! You are my mother after all." "True, she is. But didn't you miss me as well?" said a voice behind them, which Gaga recognized instantly. "Niko! It's only been two days, but it seems like an eternity since we left. How fares the caravan?" asked Gaga. "Wonderfully! We're actually ready well ahead of schedule. But enough about that, sit, and tell me all about your adventures in Luna Mountain with my daughter." Gaga sat obediently, and as Niobe went back to her cooking, the rest of the gypsies and the five girls who were part-timing it there sat as well, eager to hear the story. Gaga began speaking, and to his own surprise, found the tale flowing out of him with surprising ease, and an even more surprising lack of embarrassment. He felt that he could tell everything without fear of reprisal, and he did so. When he had finished, ending with their climb down the side of Luna Mountain, Niobe had finished cooking and was passing around bowls of hearty stew and small loaves of bread. Gaga took one gratefully and began to eat ravenously, as Niko mulled over their story. "That's a very interesting story. Makes me almost wish I'd gone with you." "It would have been helpful, and it would have spared us some embarrassing situations." Gaga pointed out. "Hmm. True, that wouldn't have worked quite so well then." "What do you mean?" "Well, you probably wouldn't have realized your feeling for Onua if I'd been there." "Speaking of which, Niko…" Gaga took a deep breath, "I'd like to ask for your permission to court Onua-san." "Granted." Gaga was startled. "Just like that?" "Of course! I've been waiting to hear those words for a long time now; ever since we met again nearly a month ago." "It's about time you got up the gumption to ask him." said Grenda, who was sitting across from them. "Princess?" Gaga was confused. "I don't understand, how did you know I was going to ask? How did you know about Onua-san and me?" "It was kind of obvious." she stated bluntly. "Gaga, I don't need the Sight to see how perfectly suited for each other you are." added Niko. "And I'd have to be blind, deaf, and paraplegic not to know the very depths of your love for my daughter. That's why I sent you with her. I knew I could trust you with her safety and virtue." Gaga was uncomfortable with freely talking about Onua's virtue, but something else Niko had said caught his attention. "Sent me? As I recall, you were opposed to the idea." "If I'd asked you right out, you'd have been far too nervous. And it wouldn't have been right for me to ask you to do something I wasn't willing to do myself." "You…set us up? You set us up! That callous act was just that, an act! Niko!" Niko winced at the look on Gaga's face. "Please don't be angry with me, I didn't know what else to do." 27. Chapter 27 Gypsy Caravan, Open-Air Kitchen "Yes, don't be angry, Gaga." said Grenda. "After all, if he hadn't tricked you, you'd have been too worried about the propriety to go. You're such a prude." "I'm not angry, just confused…and I am not a prude!" "Yes you are, admit it." "Ugh!" Gaga didn't know what else to say. He tried to think of a non-offensive way to argue with her, but couldn't, so he changed the subject. "Niko? When you first arrived in town, you said that the prophecy had been 'mostly' fulfilled. What did you mean?" Niko grinned at that. "Do you remember the last part of the prophecy? 'The girl will befriend those who stand athwart the tangled skein, and she may marry Death or she may marry Evil.' I figured that out when I met you and discovered who the girls were. To stand athwart the tangled skein is an old saying for someone who is a very important figure, and whose actions can change the course of history. If the princesses of the five major kingdoms and the five former platinum princesses don't qualify, who does? Onua became good friends with them, simply by her being who she is, and by their being who they are." "But, what about the very end of the prophecy?" "Well, that's what confused me for the longest time. How can someone marry Death? And then I realized that it meant the species. The five major ideas are Good, Evil, Death, Life, and Time. Each of these corresponds to one of the five major species, and also to one of the elements. Good is obviously the Angelic race, and corresponds to water. Life is the Faeries, and corresponds to wind, since most faeries seem to be rather flighty and capricious. No offence Beth-chan." "None taken." "Time, oddly, represents Humans. Humans change the most over time, and they don't live nearly as long as the other four races, but because of this, humans tend to be the most adaptable of peoples. We tend to do rather well when dealing with chaos. Time also corresponds to void or chaos. The void of eternity you know." "And that leaves…" "Death and Evil. Death is obviously the Ghosts, and they correspond to the element earth, as the most unchangeable and inevitable of elements. Evil is the Demons, unsurprisingly. And just as unsurprisingly, that corresponds to fire." "So that means that the prophecy meant…" "That Onua would marry either a ghost or a demon. I haven't been idle these past years. I visited the Ghostly Realm, and discretely checked every ghost there with my Sight. Not one of them matched. Not one of them showed even a flicker of potential as Onua's husband. And then I ran into you again." Niko looked at Gaga, smiling. "I didn't even think about it at first, you were just an old friend. But then I saw your reaction when you met Onua, and I decided to check." "And?" "And it was a perfect match. But as I said before, I didn't need the Sight to see that you were perfect for each other." "…Oh." That was all Gaga could think of to say. And then he thought of something. Princess Grenda had said that he was on vacation until he turned back into a demon; did that mean that, since he couldn't turn back, he was on vacation permanently? In other words, had he lost his job, his life's work? Grenda seemed to guess what he was thinking, for she said, "Gaga, since it seems you cannot turn back into a demon, you can no longer serve in the capacity of my steward. However…since it seems that you can change partway back; and you are still the most faithful servant of Hell's Royal Family, I can't let you retire yet. I'm going to delegate to you the job of finding and training a replacement. Also, once that replacement is found, you'll serve as an adviser. That ought to keep you busy." She spoke with arrogant authority, trying not to make it seem like she was doing him a favor. "Th-thank you, Princess…" Gaga was overwhelmed by all of this. It all seemed to be too good to be true! Niko had given him permission to court Onua, and Princess Grenda had given him a job. _True, it's a different job, but it's actually even better for me now than my old one. It means I'll have more time to spend with Onua, yet I'll still keep my same level of standing. My standard may even have been raised a bit! I can still serve the Roal Family, and I needn't give up Onua-san either!_ "Here's the water, Papa." said Onua, handing Niko the large canteen, which she had marked with a ribbon, so as not to confuse it with the others. He looked up and took it from her, smiling. "Thank you, Onua." "What did you want it for, anyway?" "Oh, that. It's a peace offering of sorts." "A peace offering? Who for?" Gaga asked, interested. "I thought about our conversation on the hill, and I decided that it was about time that the gypsy clans had an allied nation. This is for Queen Erlsel; I want to open negotiations with her." "What a wonderful idea! I'm sorry for ever being angry with you!" "Apology accepted! Not that you needed to apologize." Gaga was becoming giddy with joy at the way things had turned out. _Happily Ever After may not be possible, but Happy Most Of The Time is plenty enough for me!_ The End…And the Beginning 28. Epilogue Epilogue Well, I'm sure you want to know what exactly happened after that, don't you? Niko and Queen Erlsel came to an agreement, and the gypsy clans were allied with her country. Gaga and Onua were married about half a year later, and for the first time, Onua performed the wicked gypsy dance _Tanana_, the dance which is said to be able to melt a frozen stream in a midwinter blizzard when performed by a pretty young thing. Needless to say, their wedding night was a rousing success, and within two months, Onua was found to be pregnant. They settled down in the village by the Princess Academy, and Gaga found a possible replacement in a young dog-demon from the Cobalt Village in Hell. Niko's clan moved on, but twice a year they come back to host another festival. Those festivals have become famous throughout the five kingdoms for the incredible shows, and the wonderful food. Some of the favorite shows are Niko's weapons' exhibition, and the display of tapestries by Niobe and wood carvings by Joconan. The two biggest crowd pleasers, though, are the singing and dancing performances by Onua and the five former Platinum Princess Candidates. Here's one of the favorites, which is sung every year at the festival which is also the anniversary of Onua's marriage. He holds her in his arms. Would you? Would you? He tells her of her charms. Would you? Would you? They met as you and I, And they were only friends, But before the story ends… He'll kiss her with a sigh! Would you? Would you? And if the girl were I? Would you? Would you? And would you dare to say, 'Let's do the same as they!'? I would! Would you? And would you dare to say, 'Let's do the same as they!'? I would! Would you! Personally, I love this song, and it's almost become a tradition for young men to propose after this song is sung! And how am I doing? Just fine, thank you. I'm quite happy with my job at the church near town. Yuushi-chan still visits sometimes, and we laugh about the time a young man stumbled into the church, sopping wet and dressed like a thief. Speaking of which, I wonder if that young man will ever take her to the festival, to hear that song. Who knows? Maybe we'll have a new queen this year! End file.

Misc. Anime/Manga, Fantasy, Romance

Fanfiction

Misc. Anime/Manga Sunrise _Disclaimer: I do not own these characters and I do not wish to make profit from writing this story._ _Author's Note: This is my first fanfic for the anime "The Gargoyle of the Yoshinagas" which is also called "Yoshinaga-san'chi no Gargoyle." I wrote this fanfic for the 31Days community on livejournal. Also, I wanted to write a fanfic for this series for a long time because I don't think this great series gets enough love and attention as it should._ **_"Sunrise"_** Futaba yawned as she climbed the stairs, clutching the camera in her hands. Every fibre of her being was telling her it was too early to be up and she should go back to her warm bed and sleep. As much as she wished to comply to her body's wishes, the weight of her school grade kept her feet moving. Futaba yawned again as she reached the top platform of her house. The sun was just starting to rise over the far hills. Shades of pink and yellow began to stretch across the sky. She leaned her elbows against the railing and got her camera ready. "I'm going to take the photo and go back to bed." "What are you doing, Futaba?" With a loud yelp, Futaba nearly dropped the camera. She spun around and found Gargoyle sitting behind her. "Dammit! You stupid piece of rock, don't scare me like that!" Futaba could never understand why the stone guardian couldn't just warn people before he appeared out of nowhere like that. Didn't it ever cross his mind that might be hard on people's nerves? Then again, Futaba was certain that common sense was the one trait Gargoyle was lacking. "I apologize," Gargoyle replied. "But I find it odd for you to be on the roof this early. Normally, you sleep in until the last minute and then Kazumi has to force you out of bed." Futaba grumbled. "Some of us happen to like sleeping." She turned around and got her camera ready again. "I'm just taking a picture of the sunrise." "What for?" "School." Futaba checked the lens. "It's for art class. The teacher wanted us to take a photo of a natural setting and then try painting a picture of it. So, I thought I take a photo of the sunrise." "I see," Gargoyle replied. "However, would it not have been easier to take a photo of trees or flowers." Futaba rolled her eyes. "Everybody's going to be doing that. I wanted to do something different." "Hmm...I see." Futaba thought Gargoyle sounded a bit impressed. "I did not realize that you could be creative." "For your information, art is one of my better classes." "Unlike math, which I believe you are failing?" "Shut up." The tip of the sun began to appear. Futaba took the first shot. She figured it was better to take a few photos and then pick which one would be the best to use. The sun rose higher into the sky. The land was covered in pinks, purples and yellows as if someone had taken a giant brush and repainted them. "Sunrises sure make things colourful," Futaba muttered. "Indeed," Garoyle replied, who was now sitting beside Futaba. "I must admit, watching the sunrise is one of my favorite times of the day." A question suddenly popped into Futaba's mind. "Hey Gargoyle, don't you ever sleep?" "Of course not," Gargoyle instantly answered. "As a gatekeeper, it is my duty to always be on guard and attack any approaching intruders. Sleep is not required for me to function properly like for you humans." The girl figured that would be his answer, though it did make Futaba wonder. What was it like to never need sleep? If Gargoyle never sleeps does that mean he never feels tired? Also, if he doesn't sleep does that mean he never gets the chance to dream? Futaba found it hard to imagine living without dreams. They were her favorite part about sleeping. "Something wrong, Futaba?" "Nothing, just thinking." Futaba took a few more shots. Both of them watched the sky in silence. It really was an odd time of day. The only sounds they could hear were a few birds chirping. Futaba found that it gave her a very peaceful feeling. Eventually, the colours slowly began to fade away and the sky returned to its regular shade of blue. Once her camera was full, Futaba stretched and yawned. "Well, glad I got that done. I'm going back to bed until it's time for me to get up for school." "Very well. I hope your photos turn out well." Futaba went down the first step, then she stopped. "You know." A part of her couldn't believe she was saying this. "If you want, maybe every now and again, you and I could watch the sunrise together." "I would advise against that," Gargoyle replied. "If you get up at this hour too often, it will only cause you to fall asleep in class. I doubt Mama-dono would be happy about that." Futaba shook her head. "Well, if you're..." "However...it should not be a problem if you only did once it a while. I would not mind having company to watch with." Futaba grinned. "I may take you up on that offer." She climbed back down the stairs as Gargoyle returned to his post. He may now have another reason to enjoy watching the sun rise. End file.

Misc. Anime/Manga, Humor

Fanfiction

Misc. Anime/Manga 1. Chapter 1 **New story! thought it would be a good idea. And fun to write. ** **Enjoy!** * * * Chapter 1 Angel? Josh, Aiden and Demetry were at John's house playing GTA 5 when they heard crying outside. They all put down their controllers and went to investigate. They opened the front door to see a girl with long blonde hair, bright blue eyes and she was wearing a white dress. She looked to be around 4 years old. "Look a note." Demetry pointed out. Josh picked up the note. _To whom it may concern, This is Louise she is an angel. Please protect her with your lives the is the light in this world of darkness. So please take on this quest. Your sincerely God._ "Is this some kind of joke?" Josh asked. suddenly Louise grew wings out of her back. "Obviously not." Aiden said. Josh picked up Louise and her wings disappeared. He looked into her big blue eyes. "Aww she's so cute." He said in a baby voice. She giggled. Aiden and Demetry looked at him. "What? She is." He shrugged and brought her inside. "How are we gonna look after a 4 year old?" Aiden asked. "I dunno. Mum!" Louise covered her ears. "Sorry." "Yes?" "Can we keep her?" He asked holding out Louise. "Why do you want to keep her?" "We have to. God asked us." Demetry said handing her the note. She shook her head. Louise laughed and her wings grew again causing Josh to drop her. Her wings flapped and she landed safely. "Ok. You can keep her." It was 10:00 and Aiden and Demetry had left. "Bedtime. Josh." He nodded and grabbed Louise who was asleep on the sofa. He brought her upstairs and put her in his bed. Once he was ready for bed he climbed in next to her. "Don't worry we will protect you." He said stroking her hair. She opened her eyes. "Thank you." She said and hugged him. He smiled and hugged back. They fell asleep like that. At 8:00 the next morning John woke up to someone shaking him. "Josh, Josh? Wake up." He rolled over. "Five more minutes mum." "It isn't your mum." he shot up and looked at the 15 year old sitting in front of him. "Who are you?" "It's me Louise." She smiled. "Huh?" A note landed in front of him. " _Louise will grow overnight util she is 15 then she will grow yearly._ "Huh. That explains it." He nodded. "I'm hungry." She complained. After breakfast Josh decided to tell Aiden and Demetry what happened. As they strolled down the path Louise was dancing along in her white dress. In Josh's eyes he'd never seen anyone so beautiful. He didn't know what was going to happen now but he knew one thing is that it was going to be weird. 2. Chapter 2 New** chapter hope you like it.** **Me: U happy now Josh?** **Josh: Very** **Me:-_-** * * * Chapter 2 Louise, Josh , Aiden and Demetry were all in the park talking about...well. "She turned into a 15 year old in 1 night?!" Demetry shouted. "Yep." Josh breathed. "It's weird." Aiden said looking over at Louise. She was rolling around in the grass. She did just grow up in one night of course she's curious. "So... How the heck are we gonna take care of a 15 year old?" A asked. Suddenly there was a flash of gold light and a note appeared. _You will all receive powers in order to protect 'the light'. _"Who's 'the light'?" A asked. Another note appeared with a branch to the face. _Louise dumbass!_ "Ohhhhhhhhh!" Everybody facepalmed... even Louise. "So... what are we gonna play?" Louise asked. "What do you want to play?" Josh asked. "Hmmmm... Tag your it!" Louise jumped up and began to run around the park with Josh following. "How do we get powers?" Demetry asked. Again some pendants appeared. One green, one red and one blue. "Dibs!" D and A said. A got the red one and D got the green one. "Louise!" The boy's looked up and saw Louise in a tree whilst Josh tryed to call her down. "No!" "That's cheating!" "So!" Josh shook his head. Suddenly a large tail hit the tree and sent Louise flying out of it. Josh held out his arms but Louise just landed in front of them. "Owwwww!" She complained. "Sorry." Josh said helping her stand up. They all looked up to see a black blob with a tail. "A demon!" Louise said. "Really?" She nodded. Aiden and Demetry pressed the button on the pendant. There was a flash of red and green light. D emerged in green robes and A emerged in red robes. They looked at their clothes. "Weird." The demon roared again getting everyone's attenion. Josh charged at the demon. "Arrrrrrrgh... ugh!" "ooooo" The demon hit Josh back "Baka." A & D facepalmed. The demon began laughing. "Josh!" Louise began to run to him but the demon caught her around the waist with its tail. "Josh! Press the button!" They chucked the blue pendant at him and he caught it. He pressed the button and a blue light enveloped him. He emerged in blue robes. "Weird." He said, eyebrow raised. "Kyyaaaaaaaa~" The angel screamed. "Louise!" the boy's shouted. "We need weapons." Demetry shouted. "Blue of the sea. Give me the power to protect Louise. Blue sword!" As Josh unconciously said the encarntation he moved his hand in a horizontial line creating a blue blade out of thin air. Once he had his weapon he charged at the demon and sliced its tail. As Louise fell Josh caught her and brought her back with his super speed. Demetry the tryed a encarntation. " Green of the grass. Help me save the angel's... life. Green hammer!" As he said this he moved his hand vertically and a green hammer appeared. Next Aiden tryed. "Red of the rose. Help me save the beauty which glow's. Red thorn whip!" As he said this he spun around and produced a red whip of thorns. The boy's began to attack the demon. Josh sliced whilst D smashed. Finally allowing A to whip then the cycle began again. Louise watched in amazement. She had only knew these people a day and they were already risking their lives for her. Well she will do her part to. "I must seal it!" She stood up and focused her power. "Angel of light. Bleed through the dark. Seal this demon. In the name of God." SHe pushed her hands out in front of her and a white light glowed and encased the demon. "Josh do the finally seal!" She shouted. "Evil demon. Ruled by satan. Feel the Lord. Change your sentence." He slice down and a bright light blinded them all. When it dimmed the demon was a cream colour. "Thank you" It said kindly then dispersed. Louise fell to her knee's in relief. The boy's walked over and helped her up. "Good work team!" They all high fived. Louise stood back smiling. They looked at her. "What?" She smiled wider and jumped them. "THANK YOU!" She giggled. They all began to laugh. "Hey! Why does Josh get to do the finishing move?" Aiden asked. "Shut up Aiden your ruining the ending!" Demetry shouted. "Sorry." This journey is defenitly going to be fun! * * * **Waaaah! Done! Hope you liked it!** **Aiden: why though?** **Minna: Shut up!** 3. Chapter 3 **New chapter.. ** **Enjoy!** * * * Chapter 3 It had been a few day's since the boy's got their powers. Louise has her own room and the friends hang out regulary. It was a normal night. Well almost normal, it was saturday. Doctor Who Night! They were all gathered around the tv. Watching 'Blink'. Louise was hiding behind a pillow the angels creeped her out. Once it ended they went their seperate ways. Josh went up to his room whilst Louise went to hers. If she climbs out her window she can get onto the roof. She took a music player out with her tonight. She felt like some music. She lay on the roof looking at the full moon."I wonder where my family are..." She sighed and turned up the music. She was listening to Chasing car's by snow patrol. "Louise!" She looked over the edge to see Josh hanging out his window. "What are you doing?" He asked. "Listening to music." She replied. "Get down before you fall!" "I can fly! and so can you!" "I can?" "Sort of" He shook his head. "Just come down." "Fine" She groaned and climbed down through his window. She huffed and sat on his floor. "So what are you doing?" She asked. "What else would i be doing? I'm watching One Piece!" He laughed sitting down at his desk. His computer sitting on top. She got up. "What's One Piece?" She asked. "It's anime." "What's anime?" Josh glowered. He then took his computer and typed in an episode of Fairy Tail. He sat her down and pressed play. By the time it was over Louise was addicted. * * * The next night the boy's were having a sleepover. Whilst Louise was in her room watching a anime called Gosick. She was watching episode 10 when she her a noise outside. She got up and opened her window to look outside. There was nothing there. What she didn't notice was a shadow climb into her room. When she turned around she screamed because before her was a rotten looking man holding out a knife. She ran for the door but the man grabbed her and pulled her out of the window. * * * The boy's were playing GTA 5 when they heard a scream. "LOUISE!" They ran into her room to see her window open with feathers leading to it. "Shit." Josh ran to the window and looked out. He saw a dark figure pulling Louise away from the house. He pressed the button on his pendant and jumped out of the window. He used his speed to prepel himself upwards he reached for Louise's hand and she reached for his. They both grunted with effort until they got a grip on eachother. Louise hit the figure holding her but her would not budge. Josh took out his sword and slice the figure. When the figure let go they then realised that they were in the air. Not flying. They looked down and began to fall. Louise spread out her wings and flew upwards bringing Josh with her. She made sure they landed safely and looked for Aiden and Demetry. They were running towards them. In there robes ready to fight. The black figure appeared in front of them. They all got in a fighting pose ready to dispose of this demon. Aiden began to charge with his thorn whip when... * * * **Cliffy!** **Josh: Meany!** **Me:^^** 4. Chapter 4 **New chapter big chappy today :). I am updating my 3 current stories so check out The children of time and sleeping children. Also check out Joshua0701, Beyondthelimit13 and Thecreepynarrator32. :D** **Enjoy!** * * * Chapter 4 The fight! Aiden charged and was about to use his thorn whip when a knife flew staright for his face. He almost dodged it but it caught his cheek. He touched the place where blood was now dripping from. "Shit." Demetry tried next. He ran at the figure with his hammer but the demon dodged and turned his back on Josh. Josh grabbed his blade and sliced the figure's arm off. Black blood came slurting out of it and so did a black crystal. The figure quickly turned and slashed Josh's chest where he kept his pendant. THe pendant split and the blue crystal fell to pieces. Josh landed on his backside in his normal clothes. Aiden and Demetry quickly started to distract the demon from Josh and Louise. "Josh!" Louise ran over to him. "Fuck!" He cursed. "I'm such an idiot!" Louise sighed. "No your not!" Josh saw something sparkle out of the corner of his eye. It was the black crystal. Louise saw what he was looking at. "Josh! No we don't know if it has demonic power!" "I don't care my friends are in danger. I NEED TO HELP THEM!" She looked at him in awe. She had never seen him so determined. She bowed her head and got up. "Give me your pendant." He handed it over and she picked up the black crystal. She put it in the pendant and begn to chant. "I am the light of the world. i appoint Josh one of my knights. I give him the power of the black crystal. May he be guided by the light." She kissed it and it glowed. Once it finished glowing she handed it to him and nodded. He nodded back and pressed the button. A black light enveloped him and everyone turned towards it. The black light dimmed and he emerged wearing black robes. "Sword of darkness! Powered by light. Come to my side. Help protect my friends. Black sword!" He had a black blade with a gold handle. He looked at the demon and disappeared. They heard a screech and saw the creature fall to the ground with Josh behind it. The demon got up but Josh just kept attacking it. Soon Aiden and Demetry joined in and it became a fury of black, red and green. As the fight carried on. louise thought back she was so amazed at these humans. In heaven the other angels say that humans are selfish beings who only think of themselves. But here these three boy's are fighting to protect her. Tears welled up in her eyes. "Minna." She whispered smiling. "Yosh!" She wiped her eyes and stuck her hands out in front of her. "Angel of light. Bleed through the dark. Seal this demon. In the name of God." he demon was encased in a blinding light. It bashed on the field trying to break it but Louise kept it up. "Josh!" "Evil demon. Ruled by satan. Feel the Lord. Change your sentence!" He sliced the demon and it disperesed. "Soon you will no longer be filled with the power of light!" It screeched. "What? Wait!" It was too late the demon was gone. "What did it mean? I won't be filled with the power of light?" Louise asked panicking. "Don't worry. it was just trying to scare you." Josh threw his arm around her shoulders. She nodded. "Thank you everbody. again sorry i'm so useless." She smiled sadly. "Yeah you are pretty useless." Aiden said. Josh elbowed him. "Ow! I mean we made a promise along time ago to protect you!" He put his hand on her shoulder. "Thanks. we should probably get back that cut looks bad." She said. "It does? Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!" He ran off screaming. Everbody stared at him. They shook their heads and followed. "Baka!" * * * :) Wasn't long sorry A: AAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh! Minna: SHUT THE FUCK UP! 5. Chapter 5 **Hey what's up? New chapter another big one :D. Halloween is soon so I will do a special for all my new stories except Sleeping Children. It's sort of Halloweeny itself. Anyway enjoy!** * * * Chapter 5 No! "Ow! Louise that fucking hurts!" Josh said as Louise wrapped a bandage on his arm. It had just been another fight and the boy's had some serious damage. It had been a month since the boy's began fighting demons. It was tough but they never backed down. They had all become really good friends. "I'm sorry. I'm trying my best. It's all I can do since I can't protect myself." She frowned and bowed her head. "I'm sorry for being so useless." Josh shook his head. "Your not useless. Who else can seal the demons so we can reform them?" Louise looked at him. "No one" She sighed. "Exactly!" He smiled. "That is pretty useless though." Everyone glared at Aiden. "Sorry" He bowed his head. Once everyone was all patched up Aiden and Demetry went home. It had been a bother because their parents don't know what has been happening. So everytime they came home they had to say it was an accident and not to worry. They would be fine the next morning anyway because of the power of light. Louise had retired to the roof to look at the stars. "What is the point of this?" She whispered tears streaming down her face. "Why do I have to put my friends lives in danger so that I can be safe? Why?" She clutched her head in despair. This was not unusual, her crying after a big battle. She didn't like feeling so useless. Josh went into Louise's room to say he was going to bed. It was empty. He looked over at the window to see it wide open. He carefully climbed out and up to the roof. He saw Louise with her knee's tucked in crying. "Hey! What's wrong?" She looked up. "I'm so useless. Why do I have to live? So that you guy's can get hurt? I don't see the point in it!" Josh looked down. "I'm sure there is a good reason... God said you were the light in this world of darkness. I'm sure your more important than any of us." Louise looked at him. "So! You guy's are important to me and I don't want you dying because of that!" "I WOULD GLADLY DIE FOR YOU! FOR ANY OF MY FRIENDS!" Louise looked at him in shock. "Josh..." She whispered. She smiled. "Thank you." Josh smiled back. "Come on. Its been a long day." He said offering his hand. Louise nodded and took it. * * * The next morning Josh was getting ready for school when his mother called him. "Josh. Wake up Louise. The paperwork's been done and I got her uniform!" Josh finished putting on his clip on tie and shouted back. "OK!" He walked into the blonde's room and found her asleep in her sky blue bed. She was curled up like a cat. Josh raised an eyebrow. "Louise." He poked her cheek and her eyes twitched. "Louise!" Her eyes shot open and she shot up in bed knocking Josh to the floor. She stretched her arms and yawned. Josh groaned from the floor and Louise looked at him. "Hey! What are you doing on the floor?" "Oh nothing. Anyway get ready your coming to school." He said casually. "Really?!" "Yep. Ask my mum for your uniform." Louise ran out of the room and got the clothing. When Louise came down for breakfast she was wearing a White blouse with a blue tie, a pleated skirt, tights and small ankle boots. She had her hair lightly curled and wasn't wearing any make-up. "Awww! You look beautiful!" Josh's mum squealed. Louise blushed. Josh chuckled and continued to eat his cereal. Once they had breakfast they grabbed their bags and headed out. On the way they met up with Aiden and Demetry. "It's her first day?" Demetry asked. Josh nodded he was keeping a close eye on Louise who was running around and balancing on curbs. "Well. Look's like we have to protect her from not only demon's huh?" He elbowed Demetry who raised an eyebrow. "Boy's! I mean look at her. She's my best friend and even I admit she's beautiful!" "Well we just have to be careful..." Demetry trailed off. They soon arrived at the high school. "Bluebell high school." Louise read the sign. It was a big building. A very big building. "Come on then. Let's go before we're late." Aiden said. They all headed inside to their tutor. "Hey guy's!" They all turned to see a copper skinned boy running up to them, a pale boy not to far behind. "Hey Aaron, Daniel." Josh said. They smiled and waved. Louise looked around the hall it was extremely white. She spotted a window and went to look out of it. "Who's that?" Aaron asked. "My friend from outside town." Josh covered. "She's staying with me for a while." They nodded. "Let's go." "Louise!" They all headed inside. When the boy's walked in nothing much happened but when Louise walked in. It was as if time had stopped. The boy's looking at her were blushing, even some girls were blushing. It wasn't her fault she was an angel. "Ah! You must be Louise." The teacher said standing. "I'm Mr. Wolf." Louise shook his outstretched hand and nodded. "You can sit with the boy's at the back. But first introduce yourself." He said gesturing to the class. Louise turned to them and blushed with embarrassment. "I'm Louise and I am new here. Please let's all get along" She ran to her seat at the back and hid her head in her arms. This was going to be a long day. Was the thought circling Josh's head. It was the end of the school day and the gang were walking out of the school. Louise was dragging her feet with her head bowed. She was exhausted. Boy's had been coming at her all day asking for a date. She obviously rejected all of them. "Louise!" She turned around to see Mr. Wolf running towards her. "Here it's all we've done before you came." She took the book. "Thank you sir." He smiled. He was very kind. Louise looked behind him and saw a black shadow about to swing. "Shit!" She pushed him out of the way and took the blow herself. She force sent her flying back to where the boy's were walking. She landed with a thud. The boy's turned around just in time to see run off. "Louise!" The 3 ran up to check if she was alright. "Are you ok?" She slowly sat up. "Yeah. I'm fine." She breathed. They nodded. "Guy's?" Josh said looking at them. They all nodded and transformed. They began attacking the demon with everything they had. But It wasn't enough. They were getting their asses kicked. If you looked close enough you could see a dark figure in one of the windows smirking at the scene before them. The boy's finally got hit back and landed in front of Louise. They tried getting up but they couldn't move. "Stop it!" She screamed tears in her eyes. "WE" Aiden breathed. "Must protect." Demetry said next. "LOUISE!" Josh said. They tried again. Josh managed to stand but fell down again. Louise ran over and caught him. "Stop it." She was crying now. "I made a promise. I always protect my friends." He moved a strand of hair behind her ear. "I must protect you." His hand fell limp and he let out a last breath. "No! No! Josh! Please! No!" * * * **ooooooooooooooo** **Josh: hey you can't kill me off!** **Me: Or can I?** **Josh: -_- I hate you...** **Me: Just read the next chapter** 6. Chapter 6 **We ended on a cliffy. I wrote this chap right after the last one. I felt It was getting too long so I split it don't worry. Everything will be in order. Enjoy!** * * * Chapter 6 No longer needed... "Josh! Aiden! Demetry!" Louise screamed as she held. Josh's lifeless body. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry!" The demon growled at her. She rose her head and glared at it. "YOU DID THIS! YOU WILL FUCKING PAY!" She suddenly began to glow. She gently lay Josh down and stood. A wind began to form around her, whipping her hair in all direction's. She slowly walked closer to the demon. "YOU KILLED MY FRIENDS! MY FAMILY! DIE!" A large amount of power surged around her as she screamed and she glew even brighter. When the light dimmed down she was wearing a long sleeved white dress with white boots that went below her knee's. She had a sword fastened around her waist. Her hair had a middle parting and two pieces on either side hung down whilst part of her hair was tied up at the bag. Her wings were out and as beautiful as always. She reached for the sword hilt and slowly withdrew it from it's holder. A small whirlwind surrounded her as she charged up her weapon. "Sword of light. Be my guide. Help me save my friends and the rest of humanity against the evil darkness. Sword of light!" She held the sword high and a enormous amount of light was shot out of it. It first hit Josh then Aiden and Demetry. When the light recalled they were all slowly getting up leaning on one side. "Louise?" Josh asked looking at her. She took a deep breath then opened her eyes. Suddenly she shot forward her sword ready to strike. She sliced the demon and went for another hit. She hit and hit and hit without taking any damage until all her anger was gone. The demon hit her back and she glided against the grass to come to a stop. She positioned her hands out in front of her. "Angel of light. Bleed through the dark. Seal this demon. In the name of God." A light enveloped the demon. "Josh!" "Evil demon. Ruled by Satan. Feel the Lord. Change your sentence!" He sliced the demon with his black sword and it dispersed. Louise fell to her knee's. She was breathing hard. The boy's slowly walked over. She looked up at them with teary eyes. "I thought I lost you all..." Josh knelt down to be eye level. "But you didn't. You saved us. Your not useless at all." He smiled causing her to smile. Suddenly she frowned. "Oh no." They looked confused. "What?" "I don't need you guy's anymore. I have my powers. That means you don't have to protect me." She lowered her head. The stood. "I need to go." She ran off. They looked at eachother. All thinking the same thing. They were gonna miss her. When Josh got home all of Louise's things were gone. He sighed sadly and went to watch one piece. It was a few hours later and he was bored out of his mind. He was looking through a draw when he found a photo album. It had pictures of the boy's and Louise. When they went to a fun fair. When they finished fight's. Every good time they had ever had. Josh smiled at the memories. He was really going to miss her. * * * It had been a few day's and Louise was exhausted. She had been fighting demon's none stop and it was killing her. The best sleep she had was when she slept in a tree. She had no where to go. So yeah. She looked at the photo of herself and the boy's. She smiled sadly. She couldn't put them in danger like that. She had to be strong for them. She was in the park about to sleep when she heard a sudden crash. "For fuck's sake." She quickly transformed and headed towards the sound. As she got closer she knew it was a demon. She got out her sword and went to make the first move. But it moved around her and knocked her into a tree. She hit her head hard causing her vision to go blurry. She went for another hit but missed. The demon hit her again and her sword flew out of her hand. She went to grab it but the demon stood on her hand. "Shit! I can't die here!" She cursed. "You won't!" Suddenly she saw something black hit the demon and land in front of her. "You may not want us but I made a promise! Your still my friend!" It was Josh. He came back to save her. He began fighting the demon and Louise grabbed her sword. She joined in the fighting and they worked together. They did duo moves slicing and dicing the demon. Louise landed and encased the demon. Josh did the finishing move and fell next to her. She grabbed his hand thankful for the help. The looked at eachother and dropped their swords. They gave eachother a tight embrace. "I'm sorry! I didn't want you all to be in danger." She cried. He smiled. "I live for danger." She pulled back and looked at his smiling face. She smiled also. "Let's go home." Josh said. Louise nodded and they began to walk off hand in hand. Not long after Louise flapped her wings and flew them home. When they all gathered together Louise began to speak. "I was an idiot and wanted to keep you out of danger. But then Josh made me realise that's stupid and we shouldn't do this ever again. So instead of protecting me. I wish for you all to fight along side me. Against the darkness." She looked at them hopefully. "Why would we do that?" Aiden asked. "Hell no!" Demetry said. "Do you want us to die?" Josh said. Louise's face fell. They all burst out laughing. "That was good!" Aiden said. "Your so gullible." Demetry said wiping a tear away. "Of course we will help you. your our friend." Josh said placing a hand on her shoulder. She looked around at her friends. "Guy's Thank you." So of course it's going to be hard. But as long as they have eachother. Nothing will ever come between them again. Or will it? * * * **I dunno** **Josh: I will survive. In yo face mother fuckers! HEHEHEHEHe** **Me:-_- ** 7. Chapter 7 **New chapter. Halloween special pt 1! Hope you enjoy it!** **Minna: HAPPY HALLOWEEN!** * * * Chapter 7 Friendship... Saves you from the ghosts Everything was right again. Louise and the boy's fought demon's side by side and never gave up. They were the perfect team. Louise was still getting used to living as a human. She still went to school and was still being chased by boy's. She couldn't help it. It was the angel aura. Mr. Wolf was a great teacher but he was being a little too nice to the young angel. It was all Hallow's eve. And the streets were filled with trick or treater's. Since it was Louise's first Halloween the boy's decided to take her trick or treating. "You what up?!" Aaron asked as he and Daniel saw the others in the street. "Hey, guy's wanna come with us?" Josh asked. They all nodded. Louise was dressed up as a witch. Josh was Luffy from One Piece. Aiden was dressed up as a vampire. Demetry was dressed as a robot. Aaron was dressed as a werewolf. Daniel was dressed as slender. They went around a few houses and got lots of candy. "Hey!" Daniel said. "A haunted house!" They all looked in the direction he was pointing at. It was a haunted mansion more like. It was enormous about 4 floors high. It was surrounded by deceased tree's and was on a slight hill. "Should we go in?" Everyone nodded. Louise screamed. "YAY!" And ran off. Everyone sweat dropped. They all began walking up to the house but the door opened by itself. "OOoo spooky." Louise said mocking it. Aiden nodded his leg's shaking. "Ye...yea...Yeah spooooky...hehe." He stuttered gulping. "Aiden are you scared?" Demetry asked in a robot voice. "Of course not!" Everyone laughed. "Come on. You can hold my hand." Louise said taking his shaking hand and pulling him inside. "Ok. Should we stay together or split into groups?" Louise asked. "STAY TOGETHER!" Aiden screamed. "Don't be a wuss. Let's split up." Aaron said. "Ok. Me, Louise and Demetry. Aaron, Daniel and Aiden." Everyone nodded and stood In their respective groups. "We'll go right and you go left." Louise said. "Right!" They all nodded and began their separate trecks through the mansion. "This is so stupid." Louise laughed. Josh and Demetry nodded. "Hey I wonder how Aiden's doing." Demetry wondered. **Aiden, Daniel and Aaron** "This is sooo scary!" Aiden screamed. Aaron and Daniel rolled their eyes. Suddenly they heard a glass break. "What was that?" Aiden shook. "Its a haunted house it's just part of the thing." Aaron shrugged. They turned around the come face to face with a weird face. "Hyaaaaaaaaa~!" Aiden screamed. He straightened up. "S'not scary." He shrugged. **Louise, Josh and Demetry.** They had been walking through the house fro a while now and nothing much happened. "Maybe we should just leave. Nothing's here." They all nodded. "Which way was it?" Louise wondered. She began to walk backwards when she came across a picture. The girl looked just like her, when she was in angel form. She was fighting someone who looked like the devil."Huh? That's weird... Hey guy's look!" She turned her head to see no one. "Guy's?" She looked around her. "GUY'S?!" She ran down a hallway that she went through before. "JOSH! DEMETRY!" Tears welled up in her eyes. She ran down some more twist and turns. "GUY'S?!" She sniffed and fell to her knee's. It was her biggest fear. To be alone. She knelt on the floor tear's pouring down her face. "Guy's" She whispered. She pulled on her hat and shivered. Unknown to her a dark shadow was walking up behind her. It got close enough and touched her shoulder. "Kyaaaaa~!" She turned around and her hat fell to the floor. The figure, or figures stepped into the light. It was Josh and Demetry. Her face softened. "Minna." She whimpered. She suddenly jumped up and hugged both boy's. "Don't do that!" She screamed. "Your the one who ran of." Josh laughed. Demetry picked up her hat and placed it on her head. She whipped her eyes and smiled. "Oop's" She shrugged. They all laughed but stopped short when they heard a roar. They turned down the corridor. "What was that?" Josh asked. "Is it a demon?" Demetry suggested. "Let's find out." Louise said. They all walked towards the door. Josh slowly put his hand on the doorknob and turned. The door opened with a creak. "There's nothing here." He shrugged turning towards the two. Louise and Demetry's eyes widened. "What?" Suddenly something behind him roared and flew forward. The impact sent him tumbling to the floor. "Josh?" Louise asked. He slowly stood and turned towards them. His eyes were glowing red. "Josh?" Louise asked cautiously. He smiled evilly and began laughing. "Run!" HE said in a hissing voice. Demetry grabbed Louise and ran away. "What's up with him?" Demetry asked. "He's possessed!" Louise screamed looking back at Josh. "That escalated quickly!" Demetry said. **Aiden, Aaron and Daniel** ROAR! "What was that?" Aiden asked shaking. "I dunno." Aaron said finally becoming abit scared. Suddenly a headless thing charged at them. They all screamed and headed for the door. They all ran into the street screaming. "Shit The others!" Aiden realised. "AIDEN!" He looked up it was Louise. "WE NEED YOUR HELP! IT'S JOSH HE'S POSSESSED!" Aiden had a look of realisation on his face. He ran back inside to help. Josh's possessed. What's gonna happen? * * * **I dunno LOL** **Josh: Why am I possessed.** **Me: You'll be fine Just wait till the next chap! ;)** 8. Chapter 8 **New chapter. Happy Halloween! :D Part 2 is here there is nothing to fear! ** **Josh: Or is there?** **Me: Shut up your possessed.** **Josh: =_=** **Me: Here's a tip listen to this song whilst reading this... watch?v=69Dix-v4h-I Enjoy!** * * * Chapter 8 Halloween special pt 2 Demetry and Louise were running away from the possessed Josh. They ran down corridor after corridor after corridor after corridor. "You think you can run from me?!" He shouted. Suddenly a hand hit the wall beside Louise. "Shit!" Demetry said helping Louise run again. "What happened?" "He's gained Luffy's powers!" "What?!" Another hand hit the wall and they both ducked. They ran down a corridor to come to a dead end with a window. "Sit where do we go?!" Demetry asked panicked. Louise looked at Josh. "Through the window!" She ran off. "What?!" "Trust me!" Demetry ran after her. As soon as they were close enough they covered their faces with their arms and jumped through. "Louise Fly!" Demetry shouted. "I can't! Not unless I transform!" Demetry's eyes widened. Soon they both landed on the ground with a skid and thump. Josh jumped out of the window next and landed cracking the ground. Demetry slowly sat up. "Louise transform!" Aiden jumped down next to him. Josh began advancing on Louise. She sat up and stuttered. "I can't!" Aiden helped Demetry stand. "Then we will!" "NO!" They were taken back. Louise was facing the ground her hair covering her eyes. Her hat had fallen off falling from the window. "We can't hurt him! He may be possessed but he's still Josh!" They looked at her then Josh and nodded. Josh grabbed her by the collar and lifted her up off her feet. "Stupid angel! Always thinking of others." He said in a growling voice. He punched her in the face. "LOUISE!" "STAY BACK!" The demon began hitting the angel hurting her in anyway it could. "Josh! If you can hear me fight it! Your strong enough I've seen it! You have a strong heart!" Louise shouted. "Louise..." Aiden whispered. _Louise... Aiden... Demetry... Why? Why can't I help you? Where am I? I need to save you! I can see you all... Why can't I move?! Stop! Stop it! Stop hitting her! Fucking hell stop it! Aiden, Demetry help her. Stop me! FUCK! STOP IT! STOP IIIIIITTTTT!_ Everyone stopped when they heard Josh shouting. The demon laughed. "Why should I?" Suddenly a flash of lightning appeared. The two bodies began to separate. Josh pushed until he fell on the ground behind the demon. "Josh..." Louise smiled. He got up and transformed. He pointed his sword at the demon. "Drop her now!" "Ok!" The demon shot up into the sky and dropped her. She came down at such a speed no one could see her. Josh was trembling with anger. "You two!" He turned to the boy's. "Get her out of here!" "But Jos-!" "GO! I ALWAYS PROTECT MY FRIENDS!" They nodded and ran over to Louise. They began helping her up. She slowly opened her eyes and spotted Josh. He had grabbed the demon and was currently pounding his face in. The demon began to fight back. "Josh! JOSH! NO!" She began struggling. "Come on! We need to go!" Demetry said trying to keep his grip on her. "NO! He's our friend!" She began to struggle harder. "Puny human. You think you can challenge me?!" The demon laughed. "You hurt my friend. Of course I will challenge you!" Louise quickly escaped their grip and transformed. The demon had Josh against the wall and was about to attack when... "NO!" Louise jumped on the demons back and slashed at his head. The demon shook her off. Aiden and Demetry transformed and ran up. "Why you little!" Aiden trapped him in the thorn whip. Demetry bashed his head in with a hammer. Josh ran over and helped Louise up. "Are you ok?! Oh fuck I am soo sorry!" Louise shook her head. "It's fine." She smiled. "Just glad your back." He laughed. "You can't get rid of me that easily." Louise put her hands out in front of her. "Angel of light. Bleed through the dark. Seal this demon. In the name of God." A light enveloped the demon. "Josh." He nodded. "Evil demon. Ruled by Satan. Feel the Lord. Change your sentence!" He ran up and sliced once through the demon causing it to disperse. The gang ran up and hugged one another. "You ok Louise?" She nodded tiredly. Her face was covered with blood and brusies. She began to sway then fainted. Josh caught her and they all laughed. They walked out front towards Aaron and Daniel. Josh was giving Louise a piggy back. "Are you guy's ok?" Daniel asked. They nodded. "Yeah but I think that's enough trick or treating for this Halloween." Everyone agreed. They all began to walk home. Aiden looked back at the house to see two glowing red eyes in one of the windows. He screamed and ran off. The others laughed and followed. "Soon you children will not be so powerful." A deep voice growled. * * * **Happy Halloween Hope you enjoyed! :D** 9. Chapter 9 **New chapter. Anyone who watches Pewdiepie. He was in the sun today. The newspaper. LOL. Brofist to all the bros out there. Love Pewdiepie! Anyway enjoy the new chapter. :D ** * * * Chapter 9: "Good morning class!" said Mr Wolf greeting his students. "Hope you had a nice half-term. Errmm... There aren't any notices at the moment so enjoy tutor time. If you need me feel free to ask." He sat down at his desk in the front of the classroom. The boy's and Louise turned to eachother. "Who still has sweets left?" Aaron asked. Everyone raised their hands. They all laughed. Louise looked around at the faces infront of her she never thought that about 4 months ago she was a 4 year old who had just met three boy's. The boy's that would protect her no matter what. She was so happy and nothing was going to ruin it. "What's with you?" Josh asked. "Huh?" Louise snapped out of her trance. Josh and everyone else raised an eyebrow. "I'm just happy." She said smiling and ducking her head. The action caused everyone else to smile. At the front of the room was Mr Wolfwatching the young angel. He had a very sinister look on his face. "Soon..." He whispered then turned back to his computer. * * * It was lunch and Louise had to see for a detention. She was walking down to corridor when she heard the sound of someone eating a lot of meat. She stopped infront of Mr. Wolf's room. She looked inside to see a dark figure with to horns coming from the top of its head and a pointy tail eating through a student. Her eyes widened and she opened the door with a bang. "Nice of you to join us. Louise." The figure turned around to reveal... "MR. WOLF?!" He smiled. "Yes. but you can call me..." He waved his hand. "Satan" Louise's eyes widened even more. She took a fighting stance. "Relax. I'm not here to fight you. I want you to join me." He began to circle her. "Think about it. You and me ruling the underworld together. All the power you could ever want at your finger tips. The demon's and I we could be the family you never had." She looked at him dead on. "Sorry. I already have a family." She smiled. "There is no way on earth I would ever want to join you." He snarled. Suddenly he lunged for her but she ducked. He went flying into the whiteboard which dented with the force. Louise rolled into a crouching position and a light enveloped her. "No you don't" Since she couldn't move Mr. wol- err Satan was able to pin her. She struggled and struggled but he wouldn't let go. He suddenly kissed her hard. Her eyes widened in horror and she began to fight back more. He let go and stared into her eyes. His eyes glowed red which caused Louise to be in a trance. Slowly her eyes grew a deep shade of red and she stopped struggling. "Louise?" "Yes. Master?" He smiled. "Good." He got of her and helped her up. "Now. Who do we destroy." She looked blankly ahead. "The knights." He smiled and patted her head. He transformed back into Mr. Wolf and the body disappeared. He slowly swooped down and kissed her lips. She closed her eyes. Josh walked into the room right at that moment. He stood frozen in the door way. "What the fuck?!" He screeched. Mr. Wolf pulled back and looked at his student. "I must leave. Sweetheart. Let's continue this later." He patted Louise's head and walked past Josh. Josh watched him walk off then turned to Louise who's head was bowed. "What the hell was that?!" He asked pointing out the door. Louise raised her head her eyes were a normal colour. "What do you mean?" She asked innocently. Josh stuttered and made a gesture of kissing. "Oh that. Can't you except it. I like him more than any of you boy's." She smiled evilly. "Louise what's going on? This isn't you!" She laughed. "You're such a child!" Aiden came in a minute later. josh was fuming and Louise was smirking. "What's up? You two have a fight?" He asked. "No! She was kissing Mr. Wolf when I came in!" Aiden seemed to freeze. "Aiden?" The red headed teen turned to Louise. "You love ?" She nodded smugly. Tears grew in his eyes. "Why?" She looked at her nails. "He's so mature and handsome. How can I not love him?" Aiden bowed his head. His fists clenching and unclenching. "Why?..." Josh strained his ears to hear. "Why? WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME?" Aiden shouted at Louise. She seemed shocked then put on a disgusted face. Aiden frowned deeply tears poring from his eyes. He bowed his head then ran out of the classroom. "Louise..." She looked at him. "I don't know what happened... But i'm gonna help you ok? Remember the promise I made you?" _"We'll protect you" _" I'm gonna keep it." He put his hands on her shoulders. He kissed her forehead and she slapped him. "Filthy peasant." She spat then walked out of the room. _I'm sorry Louise. I failed._ _I'm sorry everyone I failed you..._ * * * **Well that's it 4 now hope you enjoyed. R&R BYE****! ** **J: WAIT!** **Me: What?** **Josh: What the hell?** **Me: *Shrug* \(',')/** 10. Chapter 10 **Yay! New chapter. Had some help from Joshua0701 on this chapter! Thanks to him and for all the reviews! Enjoy!** * * * A fire was was burning around a throne made of skulls. Upon that throne sat the worst of the worst. Satan/ Mr Wolf. He had a evil smile plastered on his face. A girl wearing high heels clicked her way down the path towards to thrown. She was wearing a black strapless dress with long elbow length black gloves. Her eyes were a bright red and her hair was blonde. Her wings... were black. This woman was.."Ahhh. Louise honey I hope you like your new clothes." Satan said. She smiled, her deep red lipstick making it more sickly. "Yes. I do. Thank you master." He laughed. "No problem. Anything for you." He got up off his throne and stroked her hair. * * * "Aiden!" Josh and Demetry were standing infront of Aidens bedroom door. He had been a mess since Louise left. "Aiden come on!" Aiden was laying on his stomach crying into his pillow. "Go away!" Josh sighed and broke down the door. They both walked over to Aiden and sat either on his bed or on the floor. "Dude..." Josh began. Aiden sat up. "What are you telling me to get over it?! She was my first love." Aiden punched the wall putting a hole in it. "I need to tell you guy's something..." They looked at Josh expectantly. "When I was walking past the door I saw Louise fighting Mr Wolf... He's Satan. He possessed her..." Their eyes widened. Aiden stood up. "We have to save her!" Josh stood too. "I know but how? He's Satan for God's sake." Aiden Banged his fist on the wall. "I DON'T CARE! WE HAVE TO SAVE HER!" Josh looked at Demetry who nodded. "Alright. Let's do this." They all put their hands in. "For Louise" "For Louise" "_For Louise_" They all nodded and lifted their hands in the air. * * * It was the next day and Louise was in the park torturing humans. "Alright. Now turn!" Satan showed up behind her. "Enough!" She turned to him. "What is it?" He grimaced. "Their coming." She nodded and had a dark look on her face. She sent the humans away and stood tall. _No..._ The boy's walked up the hill towards them. _NO! You can't!_ They were all transformed ready to fight. _Turn around please! _"Let Louise go!" Josh shouted. "Or what?" Satan laughed. "Or we'll have to stop you." Aiden said. Satan laughed along with Louise. "When did you become so heroic?!" He glared. "Since I lost my first love." _Aiden..._ Louise laughed. "Foolish human." She grabbed her now fully black blade and charged at Aiden slashing him through the chest. She landed not to far away from him as he fell to the ground. Josh and Demetry's eyes widened. Aiden cried out in pain. Demetry turned to Louise who's back was facing him. "What happened to you bitch?!" He had tears in his eyes. "Green hammer!" He charged at Louise. She spun round grabbed his arm and rammed him into a tree. She then kicked him in the gut and sliced his arm. She grabbed him by the collar and threw him next to Aiden. Josh looked at them shocked. He turned his eyes to Louise and bowed his head. If you looked close enough you could see a tear roll down his cheek. Josh took a standing position ready to strike, waiting for the prefect moment. He then flung himself at louise and ended up cutting one of her jet black wings clean off."Arrgh You fucking shit head!" The bit of wing that was left grew back but white. Satan's eyes widened "Prepare to die..." She sent a shock wave at was flung backwards but before he could do anything he had hit the wall and got up sharp poles piercing through his body. He began to screech but before he could finish he fell to the ground. Defeated. "HAHAHAH! I WIN!" Louise began to walk towards him when a tear fell from her eye. Her hands began to shake and you could hear a distant echo. A soft whisper. _Josh... No._ Josh slowly began to stand up, his face covered by a shadow. He began to pull the poles out of his chest one after another each hole instantly healing. "Louise" he said but his voice was demonic and unfamiliar. He began to grow scales and his back began to grow wings. His head was beginning to grow horns. He looked up he was now a full demon. A light enveloped Louise and she transformed back into an angel. "LOUISE" he shouted. He lunged at her and sliced her front half of her body then as Louise slowly fell he was already at Aiden and Demetery's body's he dug his sword in to their backs. Louise finally fell to the ground. Blood soaked her now white dress. Barely breathing as she looked up at Josh. He was already entering the doors of hell. "Josh... No you promised we'd all be together forever" she whispered. Josh didn't even turn he just held up his middle finger and walked threw the doors. Louise blacked out as the doors closed behind Josh. * * * It had been a few weeks since Josh had left. Louise wouldn't talk, Mr Wolf left Bluebell, Aiden and Demetry... They left Louise because they couldn't communicate with her. Josh's mum helped Louise move into her own flat. She now lives there alone. She still fights demons. Satan is undefeated, she has to protect the world. Everytime she fights one she hopes its not Josh. It hurts enough as it is that he left them. Down in hell... "Josh" Satan said. "There is something I must tell you." Josh looked up at him. "I am your father..." * * * **Done! This story is now complete! It may have a sequal maybe not. Who knows? Anyway I hope you enjoyed it and make sure to check out my other stories too. Bye!** End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga Wordless **Disclaimer: **Meine Liebe © Kaori Yuki **A/N: **Just finished watching both Meine Liebe and the latest episode of ML Wieder. I decided to write a long cheesy oneshot and was disappointed when ffnet didn't have a specific category for it…oh well. Please r&r, much thankies. -- Ludwig's tongue was sharp and his eyes even sharper still. Though he could make neither heads nor tails of the thin brush strokes that painted the piece of parchment, slightly crumpled at the edges, but still, only because he was Ludwig, he knew. Albeit a more than a little distracted, years of practice allowed Naoji to pour two cups of tea without spilling anything. He placed one in front of his silent companion, and lifted the other porcelain chalice soundlessly to his lips. Ludwig did not reach for his glass, he merely stared intently at the paper, as if sheer will could translate the words upon it into something he could actually understand. At last, he asked, "Naoji, that letter, is it summoning you home?" Rarely did Naoji permit himself to meet the other's unwavering gaze, but he always made it seem like an accident, missing Ludwig's eyes just so. It was not like that, this time. The Japanese boy reached for the letter. "No, Lui." His words held no trace of their usual timid, but elegant fluidity. "…The letter is from my mother, she writes to tell me that my father has fallen gravely ill." "I see." A pause, then, "Does she not request that you return home?" Ludwig wanted to know. It was not at all in Lui's nature to offer any sort of condolences, even to his friends, how foolish Naoji was for thinking that he would be the exception. Averting his gaze once more, he scanned the letter. "It does hint." He said finally. His companion was silent, most likely to come up with an excuse for the sudden, clouded silence that separated them, Ludwig took a very slow sip of tea. "An honorable son would abide by his mother's wishes." "In Japan, it is not customary for a mother's wishes to be obeyed." Naoji folded the parchment carefully and set it down beside him. "However the circumstances." "But your father? Surely he wishes to see his son one last time before he passes." Then it hit him. Lui was telling him to go. Naoji supposed that he should have felt something. Surprise, at the very least. But emotions failed him. He opened up the letter and recited woodenly, "It is true that he wishes to see me. He also wishes that I use all that I have learned here in Kuchen to reform our clan when I return." Silence reigned for the second time in mere minutes. Ludwig took another drink, obviously taking his time to process this new piece of information. All he managed to offer after what seemed like an eternity had passed was, "...Reforms take a long time." "I know." Ludwig rose and made his way to the door, letting his shoulders brush Naoji's as he passed. "...When will you go?" Lest the other see his expression, he busied himself by clearing the table, keeping his eyes on the satin tablecloth, searching for tea stains that he knew full well would not exist, they were both too careful. "…As soon as I set things in order." "I see." Ludwig swept out and the intricate double doors slammed seconds later. But it was as if another door had slammed too, and the lock clicked, somewhere deep inside of him. -- He stayed up all night drafting the letter. Though as soon as it was finished, he tore it into thin strips, opened his window and watched in grim satisfaction as the bits of parchment floated down onto the noiseless courtyard below. Naoji sat staring at the single, melting candle that served as his light. He traced his finger idly in the hardening wax, and then he got up and made tea. But tea did not seem to offer the same sense of comfort when one was utterly alone. After he finished his fifth cup of tea, Naoji took out another fresh piece of parchment and wrote: _Dear Lui _ He left it at that and threw that letter out the window too. -- "Wait--you what!" Eduard, who had been placidly admiring the blossoming marigolds that Camus had recently planted, yelled out when Naoji made the announcement. "Leaving?" Orpherus and Camus too, looked equally alarmed. "But…Naoji," Orpherus found his voice first, if anything, he was so refined that he was able to find words for any circumstance, "…But—you will be returning. You are a Strahl candidate, after all. I'm saddened to hear about your father's illness, but don't they realize…" he broke off. Naoji had always been the kind of person who enjoyed silence, he found it calming. But this was anything but. "…I was sent here to Kuchen to avoid the tribal wars that were gripping Japan." He said finally, "…I…I think…" he could not finish. Camus rescued him, "…Do they have flowers in Japan too?" he asked. "The weather's a bit cold back," Naoji immediately turned to the pale boy, grateful for the shift of subjects, "But I'm sure the _Sakura_ are blooming nicely." "_Sakura_?" Camus prompted. "Cherry blossoms," Naoji told him, "They are very beautiful." "I want to talk to them, one day." Camus turned his attention back to the flowers, "Will you take me?" Another dead end. "I…" Really, how hard was it? From the moment he set foot in Rozenstolz Academy, he had known this day would come. "Speaking of which," Ed walked over to him, "Have you told Lui?" and his face suddenly paled, not that Naoji could tell much from his tan. "…Speaking of the devil--" his voice at once dropped to a barely audible whisper, "Oh, I didn't notice you standing…there." Naoji turned and saw why. Lui. He turned and ran. -- Warm fingers, gripping his wrist. Empty of all emotion, violet eyes, holding him there. "Lui…I--" Naoji hastily shook of the hand. "Please, excuse me." Ludwig never said anything, he just let go. -- Naoji pointedly avoided Lui for the next few days, knowing that Ludwig tended to keep clear of Orpherus and Eduard like a contagious plague, he stuck around with them. They did not shun him, but it would be a lie to say that they welcomed him with open arms. And whenever he had to announce the news of his leaving, Naoji painstakingly made sure that Ludwig wasn't anywhere near earshot. The reactions of his peers were varied; some were not so keen to hide their relief, (for even a Strahl candidate so low-profiled as Naoji had his rivals) while others openly expressed what a shame it was for him to leave. He had such a bright future as one of the chosen few Strahl candidates. And in the most extreme of cases, a girl (whose name he never learned) wrote him a fifty-stanza eulogy that sounded like _he _was the one who was mortally ill. As for Orpherus and Eduard, they talked more and more of the past times with him, neither of them ever brought up the subject of his departure ever again. They asked him to teach them Japanese, so that they might come and visit him someday, and not look like 'a couple of fools' as Eduard jokingly put it. But despite himself, Naoji could not help but laugh at their accents. He almost forgot about Lui during those times. But always, not quite. -- Of all people, it had to be Camus. The pale boy had asked him to come along to help with the watering of the garden, though Naoji instantly deduced that there was something more, since Camus was much too sweet-natured to ask anyone to help, even his closest friends, and besides, he loved his flowers and didn't view watering them as a chore. "Why aren't you talking to Lui anymore, Naoji?" Camus asked quietly, breaking the calm. "…I don't do it on purpose." Was all Naoji could think of to offer as he took the water jug from the other's hands. "I am not angry at him, if that's what you mean." Camus's lips curled up in a faint, rare half-smile and shook his head, "That's not what I meant, Naoji, and you know perfectly well." Then again, being friends with an empath had its disadvantages, "…I don't know how." He finally confessed, "I do not know how I can face him." Camus laid a hand on his shoulder. "Face him like you have always done." He advised gently. "Lui…after you leave, he will miss you a lot." A pause, "It hurts him when you're not talking to him." And then he smiled, "You probably know a lot better than I do how sensitive he is deep down." "I don't know anything." Camus laughed. "…Try asking him." A course of action deemed nothing short of impossibly, "Trust me, Naoji, you'd be surprised about how much you know." Those words brought unexpected comfort. Though Naoji still thought he knew nothing. -- "Come in." Came Ludwig's voice from within. Part of Naoji wanted to just to walk in there and get it over with. He had finally handed in the necessary documents for him to leave the Academy and Mr. Foster, ever kind, had booked him on a ship bound for Osaka at the end of the week. Yet, another part of him just wanted to walk away from it all. He went in. Ludwig was sitting at his desk, perusing a thick leather-covered volume. "Naoji." He appeared only mildly surprised. "Lui…I want to talk." Silence. Then Ludwig put his book down. "I still have one of the tea packets that you left here." He said finally. More gratified than words could ever express, Naoji nodded, "I'll be just a minute." Ludwig stood up, "…I'll be outside." "…Outside?" Naoji blinked. "The night is still warm." -- Balancing a hot teapot in one hand and two porcelain cups in the other, Naoji set them down. The night breeze indeed felt warm on his face. He poured tea and took the seat across from his expressionless friend. Suddenly at a loss for words, Naoji looked to Ludwig for help. None came, which was expected. "Well?" Ludwig prompted, when a decent interval of nothingness had passed. "I'll be leaving at the end of the week." Naoji started, and then he realized that Ludwig's cup was empty and refilled it. "Foster-san has been very kind, as to pay for my passage home." "Yes, I've heard." Naoji instinctively cringed, "Lui…I—really…" once again, he faltered, public speaking had never been one of the strong points (and this was hardly public…it was just Lui.) Only just Lui, Naoji took another deep breath, determined to go on, "I want to apologize." "Apologize?" Cup frozen halfway to his lips, Ludwig stared back at him, this time in genuine astonishment. "What for?" "…I'm not strong enough to walk the path that you take." It was the closest he could come to the truth, Naoji could not very well tell him what Camus had disclosed to him. "I think…if I go back, then you won't be held back because of me." Putting all the blame on himself was an easy tactic. "So for all the times you had to endanger your reputation for me, I apologize." "When have I ever said you held me back?" Ludwig asked bluntly. Naoji instantly averted his eyes, "…Please, Lui, don't make it harder than it already is." "Look at me." Ludwig commanded suddenly. Naoji complied. "Now tell me." "Tell you?" "You did not come here just for this." Ludwig got abruptly to his feet and walked over to the edge of the balcony. "Say what you truly came here to say, Naoji." "…There's--" cutting himself off hurriedly, Naoji shook his head, "I can't." "And why can't you?" "There's too much to say." He felt like an absolute idiot, but what was said was said, and he had no other choice but to continue, Naoji too, got up and joined Ludwig at the edge of the balcony. "I can't find the right words to say them. And there is nowhere near enough time." Ludwig smiled a very faint smile that Naoji had to look more than twice to make sure that it was there. "Try. Even if words fail you." "…I care for you." The statement was so stupid, and yet they had taken all the courage of the world to say them. Naoji then stopped, waiting for the other to laugh. Quite the contrary, Lui did not laugh, nor did he smirk. Naoji did not dare believe it, but it seemed that the other's smile had just grown. Relying on this burst of enthusiasm alone, he plunged ahead, "I've…so much more to say…but…" "So stay with me and say them." Lui's hands cupped gently around his face. "Never mind the words." He was sure that he was blushing; Naoji uttered a silent prayer, thanking God that it was dark. "Do you want me to leave?" "When have I ever said that I wanted you to leave?" "But I thought…" Lui kissed him, lightly, a reaction that Naoji could not even begin to dream. "You think, and you never say." He reprimanded softly, "These words leave my lips no easier, Naoji. But I have had many of the same thoughts." "Lui…" Another kiss, harshly, yet tenderly breaking him off, Lui tasted slightly like herbs, probably due to the tea he was drinking. "Tell me the rest of it when you come back. Do not say anything else now." All too happily, Naoji obeyed, "You said so yourself that reforms take a long time. Perhaps I better say all of it now, so I don't forget." Ludwig released him and the worse for wear smirk resurfaced, "Come back to me, and I will always remind you. No matter how many times you forget." -- -Fin- End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga High School DxD: Closing Sequence Disclaimer: I own none of the characters from High School D x D, and I'm only borrowing them for my own amusement. Don't sue me, I'm broke anyway. High School D x D Closing Sequence "They want us to what?" Rias Gremory asked, blinking in surprise as the attractive, busty redhead looked over the script. "Erotic dance, Buchou," Akeno Himejima noted, reading her own copy of the script, the black haired and nearly equally busty girl sitting nearby. They were so close some girls in their high school thought they were a couple, tho of course that wasn't true. Sadly. "Hmm," Koneko Tojo noted, the smaller, silver haired girl munching on a snack casually. Not that she reacted to much anyway. Asia Argento looked stunned, the blond haired former nun looking at the script, appalled. "But but but...," she seemed unable to get her objections out. "Well, I suppose it's not too bad," Rias decided. The group of young women were lounging around the green room for the High School D x D anime shoot. Most anime fans were unaware, but in between episodes anime characters continued to exist in their own world, unbound by story restraints. Of course they mostly stayed in character to the anime they appeared in, tho there were exceptions. (The Evangelion actresses were infamous for appearing in unauthorized hentai, for instance. Misato does Megatokyo was a cult hit, and Maya and Ritsuko were currently starring in the anime version of 'The L Word' with Priss Asagiri, Shizuma and Nagisa, among others. Asuka, Rei and Mari all loudly claimed that any appearances of them in hentai were body doubles and so far no one had proved them wrong.) "Not too bad?" Asia squeaked. The former nun and healer had come a long way in joining their side, but it appeared she had a ways to go. Koneko looked at her mildly, but a slight smile teased her lips. "Just imagine you're doing it for Issei," she said. Asia went beet red, which was rather charming on the smaller girl. All the girls there were interested in Issei, for various reasons, and Asia had been rescued by him. She looked up to him as her hero, which rather restrained the poor boy's lecherous urges. It seemed he would just have to make do with his collection of porno. "So, looking at the script at first we'll be dancing in front of a mirror, then" Rias paused as she read some more, "pole dancing?" Calmly Koneko noted, "I don't know how to do that." "Pole dancing?" Asia paled visibly. Rias looked at Akeno hopefully, "I don't suppose you..." Akeno shook her head, "Sorry, Buchou." Silently she wondered why her friend would even think she'd know, but decided not to ask. And none of them asked Asia if she knew, because they were all instantly sure the little former nun had never pole danced in her life. "Well," Rias noted cheerfully, "we'll just have to find out!" The other three girls exchanged pained looks, all of them knowing this was going to go horribly wrong somehow. Searching online found a local strip club, but one look at the dive convinced the ladies not to go in. Trying a search engine they typed in 'lady friendly' and 'strip club' and after a false start at a transvestite club the four found themselves at the Kitten Club. "I never want to see that many men in skirts again," Akeno shuddered visibly as she recalled the last club they had been in. "Oh, I don't know," Rias shrugged, "I thought a few of them were cute." Everyone ignored that, though Akeno made a mental note to warn Issei he might end up dressed in a skirt eventually. The Kitten Club was in the better part of town, and was housed in a converted brownstone. There was no line up to get in, though there was some trouble from the handsome bouncer. "Sorry ladies, I think you're a bit too young," Kurau Amami noted, the very boyish looking woman barring their way. Rias looked at the woman in a suit admiringly. She didn't normally swing that way, but DAMN was she cute. "Just a moment," she said, digging through her purse. "I'm younger than I look," she said, passing over her official demon issues identification. "Ah," Kurau took that calmly, reading over their papers. "Fair enough," she waved them inside, "hope you have a good time." "Thanks," Akeno waved as they went inside. The Kitten Club was dimly lit, other than a large central stage with a ramp leading to the back stage area. There were seats all along the stage, as well as tables scattered about. The walls were black and red, with gold trim, and the floors were polished wood as well as quite clean. "Uhm, why are all the customers women?" Asia asked, looking around. In fact all the waitresses were scantily clad women, and the bartender was a woman in a nice tuxedo. "I think I should have been more clear about women friendly," Rias noted as they headed to a table. "Huh?" Asia looked at her confused. "This is a lesbian club I think," Rias explained wryly. Asia paled visibly, while Akeno looked amused and Koneko took in the scenery. The waitresses weren't nude, of course, but they all wore either fetishy outfits or lingerie of various types. There were school girls, women in slinky dresses, police girls and others. And the lingerie ran the range from corsets and panties to nearly transparent body stockings. "Oh my," Asia covered her face with her hands as the body stocking covered girl slinked by, clearly amused by her reaction. "We need drinks," Rias made a executive decision while trying not to stare too much at the woman's perky nipples, "lots of drinks." "Coming right up," the waitress beamed, trotting off. They gave Asia a Long Island Ice Tea and told her it was soda, then the rest of them sipped the drinks and watched the show. One dancer was just finishing, her long green hair and breasts bouncing as she skipped off the stage. "Isn't that Michelle Cheung?" Koneko noted, he smaller girl watching the bouncing with interest, "I thought she made good money as a translator?" "Considering her book budget she'd need two jobs," Akeno pointed out wisely. "And now," a woman's voice boomed, "the delicious Eclair!" The attractive brown haired woman strode out, dressed in a glossy looking latex top and skimpy, thong underwear. She move confidently, her expression faintly sultry as she strutted down the aisle to soft whistles. Gracefully she posed for a moment, then a pounding techno beat started up and she began to dance. Rias had always thought that pole dancing was just sexual titilation, with a girl with inflated boobs shaking her booty at people. But Eclair really preformed, her muscles gleaming as she used her arms to actually pull herself up into the air, twisting around the pole to the music. It was beautiful and surprisingly erotic, even to the straight Rias. "Impressive," Akeno said as she took her drink. "I could do that," Koneko noted, "I have the arm strength for it." Rias thought of the girl twisting upside down on a pole and blushed slightly at the mental image. "It's a thought," she conceded. "It looks fun!" Asia beamed, the booze in her two Iced Teas clearly having reduced her usual inhibitions a bit. "I wonder if we could try it, Buchou?" Akeno looked at the stage thoughtfully. "There's a amateur hour later," a waitress in a sexy nurse outfit noted as she trotted by, the skirt short enough to see her lace panties. "That's a convenient plot device," Rias noted disapprovingly. "Please don't lean on the fourth wall, if we break it the management will be pissed," the Nurse said, sighing. The four women quickly signed up for the pole dancing, and headed back stage to try on costumes. The pro dancers were quite friendly and even offered tips for them. "Basic black," one woman advised Akeno, "I think you could pull it off nicely. There's this top with red ties, and matching panties..." "Nice," Rias admitted as Akeno emerged in the outfit. The red triangle on the black panties really drew the eye, too. "Ooh, I like this!" Asia exclaimed as she held up a sort of Alice In Wonderland in blue and white. While the front covered her, mostly, the back just had little ties to keep it in place. "You remind me of my partner," Eclair noted, running a hand along Koneko's cheek. She shook herself, "How do you like violet? There's a nice set of basque, stockings, gloves and dark lavender shorts that might suit you." "Okay," Koneko agreed willingly. Rias ultimately settled on a purple black and red combo, a bit disappointed that she couldn't find something more cute that suited her. Yoko Littner finished up her turn out on stage and hung out with them backstage, giving them some hints on how to dance. "Asia, I think you look to wholesome for anything really slutty," Yoko noted. "You said you guys were doing dancing numbers too?" "Yes," Asia said, uncharacteristically pouting at not being slutty. "Why not press your front against a mirror like this?" Yoko demonstrated the undulating pose and several women got nosebleeds. "Ooh!" Asia beamed then tried it, adding a bit of butt motion too. "We've created a monster," Akeno noted dryly, gulping a bit at the sexy sight. "Yeah," Rias agreed. "You have a ass that should have poetry written on it," Michelle noted to Rias admiringly. She dropped her voice, "Do you have a girlfriend?" "I'm taken," Rias said diplomatically. "Aww," Michelle pouted. She smiled, "Anyway, when you dance you should lead with your ass. I'm sure women would be drooling over you." "Thanks," Rias said, moving to the practice pole and twisting to thrust her ass out sexily. "Like this?" she purred. "Oh yes!" Michelle said as a bit of blood trickled down from her nose. In the next hour all four women tried out their pole dancing routines, to the cheers of the customers at the Kitten Club. They accepted the cheers and thrown money, confident they had routines for the closing credits down pat. Rias was surprised to see Akeno get a lap dance from one of the waitresses, but decided not to mention it later. The next morning Asia reported to school looking distinctly green around the gills. "What did I DO last night?" she asked, "Last thing I remember is us sitting in the green room." Rias and Akeno exchanged glances, knowing they had come back to the studio and filmed the closing sequence with Asia's enthusiastic cooperation. Silently they decided to just let the girl find out when she actually saw the credits air. "I guess something you ate yesterday disagreed with you," Koneko lied easily. To be continued...? Notes: My first High School D x D fanfic, mostly just based on reading the manga. I saw the ending bit for the anime and wondered how the characters might react to actually FILMING it. Heh. This may or may not be continued, or possibly be part of a larger crossover universe. We'll see. End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga College Love & Rivals Chapter 1 "Are you really going to college?" Kati asked. "That's right, little sis'," Alex replied to his 9 year old sister. His other sister, Makenzi, who's 13, was in her room, being 'depressed'. She didn't want her older bro. to go. They were like a team, and even though he hadn't left yet, she already felt alone and broken. Alex continued stuffing clothes into his gym bag, when suddenly.. "So is it true my little brother is off to college?!" Alex turned around to see his 22 year old brother, Matt, standing at the door, one hand on the back of his neck, the other on his hip. "Matt!" 18 year old Alex said, and hugged him. "Oh my gawd, what're you doin' here?" "Well, I thought it was time for a visit. Especially if I hear my little brother's going to college, already," "Already? Heh heh, I'm 18!" "Aaah, I know you are," and Matt gave Alex a 'noogie', just as he had always done when they were younger. They hung out for about 30 minutes, then it was time to go. At the bottom of the stairs, Alex's mom stood, calling, "Makenzi! Makenzi, honey, aren't you going to come down and hug your brother goodbye?" She heard a muffled, cracked voice of "No!", and sighed. Matt came over to her, and put his hand on her shoulder. "She'll be alright, mom," and they went outside. Alex hugged his mom, then Matt, then Kati. "I love you all," "We love you too, Alex. Now go on, get off to college, have some fun, too," his mom said. "Yeah, get yer ass in that car, and drive to that horrid learning centre," Matt said, with a smile. Everyone laughed, while their mom just said, "Matt.. dont say that," but still laughing. Alex hugged everyone again. Makenzi quietly, but quickly left her room, across the hall into Alex's room, and looked out the window, tears rolling down her face still. Alex waved, and got into his black Honda Civic. As he drove off, their mom, Matt, and Kati waved, and Makenzi just hugged her bear she got from Alex for her birthday tighter, more tears streaming down her cheeks. She would definitely miss Alex.. Chapter 2 At the college Alex was going to, he had arrived, and was inside, everything arranged, and on his way to his room. In his room, which was a pretty good sized room, he looked at both beds, and decided the one against the wall with the window to the right of him, dropping his bag ontop of it, and sitting down. Just minutes later, a boy with a punk style walked in. "Yo," was all he said, dropping his things on his bed. He definitely looked punk enough. Black skinny jeans, blue, green, red and yellow Converse, along with a turquoise and white checkered belt, hanging loosely around his waist, a very light pink shirt with black and white abstract art on it. His face was pale, with black eyeliner, and black lipstick; his hair black, the 'male emo' style: sidebangs, spiked in the back, with some electric-blue streaks. He had a lipring, and 2 silver earrings, all 3 super-small-hoop earrings. A black wristband with holes in it, a silver ring circling each hole, was on his left wrist, and he had black nail polish on. "Hey dude. What's up?" he said. "Uhhh... n-not much," Alex said. "Hmm.. cool. So, what's your name? I'm Jakob," "I'm.. I'm Alex. N-nice to meet you," "Ehh heh, what's wrong, man? Yuh nervous? Shy? Heh, I'll fix that," For a minute, Alex was worried by that statement, and how he said it, kind of sly. "Heh, I'll fix that," . It just got to Alex so much. What would he do? "I'll fix that," "I'll fix that," . Just kept repeating itself in Alex's head, but he decided to push his worry aside, even if he didn't really feel comfortable with it. After an hour-long talk, it was time for classes. Jakob pulled out a piece of paper, and read it over. "..Huh.. hey, Alex?" "Hmm?" "What classes do you have?" "Uhh.." Alex took out his paper, and read everything. "I have a history class, geography, math, chemistry, physics.. and my 'major' is, um.. Visual and Performing Arts," "Oh my gawd, no way! Mine too!! Holy sh*t, we have history together today!! And then chemistry!!" Alex looked quite surprised, maybe even a little worried. Was it really necessary to spend 2- maybe more classes with his hyper roommate right away? Well, he didn't really have a choice. Hopefully, they wouldn't sit together- like, really close. The clock struck 12. "Well, time to go," Alex said, and went to leave the room, but Jakob jumped up from his bed, and opened the door for him, smiling. While Alex was walking out the door, Jakob stopped him by putting a hand on his shoulder, and whispering in his ear, quietly, "..You know.. you're really cute," then let him go. Alex stood there for a second, but then continued walking out, Jakob following a few feet behind. In the room they'd have a history class together, Alex looked around, then went to a seat somewhere in the middle of the crowd of other desks. Jakob followed closely behind, and sat next to him. Aww no.. he told me I was... cute.. I don't feel that comfortable around him, this close, as it is.. but- oh man... what am I gonna do? ... Alex thought. But they managed to get through most of the class. Until Alex started noticing someone. Someone quite attractive, even if it was a male. He couldn't stop staring at him. And the one he was looking at, noticed Alex, too, and also couldn't help but stare. He'd even winked at Alex a few times. But sometimes, Jakob would notice, get jealous, and try to get Alex's full attention. At the end of class, Jakob stayed behind for a minute with some other friends of his, and they all looked like clones. As Alex was gathering the few things he'd brought with him, the boy he kept looking at walked up. Alex slowly looked up, noticing him, but then blushed and quickly looked away. "Uhh.. hi," the boy said, nervously. Alex gulped, then slowly said, "H-Hi.. " and looked up. This time, he couldn't look away, noticing his gorgeous blue eyes, and genuine smile. He had a dark grey coloured hair, with a grey-blue hue, and it was styled so perfectly. (like Noctis' hair in FF XIII) His blue eyes were the main thing he noticed though.. and his lips.. "I'm.. Damien," Alex didn't know why at the exact moment, because it had never happened before, but he gasped and felt himself 'climaxing' slightly. "I'm... I'm.. A-A-Alex... " "Huh.. what a cute name," Alex gasped quietly again, his climax increasing rapidly, just as he heard Damien speak. "You ok? You look a little.. light-headed," "Wha-? No, I'm fine!" "Ehh heh, alright then. Hey, um.. do you.. wanna..........go.. out somewhere?" ..Oh my.. gawd... did he just..ask me... out? .. No, it was just a friendly question that two friends can do. I mean, we can become friends, and maybe later ki- ehh!! What am I thinking?! ....I must be... affected by him.. Alex thought, then accepted. Damien nodded, and they were on their way to the small cafe, taking a seat in the back corner. "So, how do you like it here?" Damien asked, after taking a sip of his French Vanilla. "Its.. alright. I've got an annoying, hyper roommate, but its ok," "Ehh heh. I've got an evil roommate," "Really?" "Yeah. But I'll survive. And so will you," Holy f*ck, he's hot! Damien thought, staring into Alex's shining green eyes. His brown hair perfect, layers here and there, swept in different directions. Man.. what's happening to me? Why am I.. attracted to a guy? Alex thought. ..I mean.. I'm not gay......am I? both thought, at the same time. They seemed to read each others mind, and looked surprised with each other, then smiled. "Wow... so.. you know," Damien said, his smile changing to a forced one, pressing his lips together, then looking away, "God, I'm such an idiot," "No you're not," Alex said. "I know.. and you know the same as I.... and we just met," "Yeah, I know! ... What are my parents gonna say?" "..Yeah, same for mine. I think if anyone gave me support, it'd be my brother mostly. At least, I think it would. He just drove in from 3 hours away to visit, and here I am, at college.." "Well... " Damien began, then thought of something, so said, "I just thought of something.. what if you and I.. go to your house sometime on the weekend, and .. you know, I'll get to know them, and vise versa.. then.. we could.. tell them," Alex nodded, and shrugged at the same time. "But Damien, we just met! How can we be sure that we.... like each other?" and he blushed, again. "Only one way to find out. Come with me," Damien said, standing and grabbing Alex's wrist. "Wha- where are we going?" Alex asked, as Damien sprinted out of the cafe, and across a large lawn of super-green grass. He led him to the pond that was at least 45 metres away from campus. It had flowers around it, green grass, a bird here or there, a big tree, and a bench. (PLAY "KISS THE RAIN" INSTRUMENTAL IN THE BACKGROUND NOW) Damien brought Alex to the front of the bench, facing him, and slid his hand from Alex's wrist to his hand, along with his other hand, coming in contact with Alex's. Now, holding hands, Damien gave Alex the sweetest smile. "Damien..." Alex said shyly, looking down a little. Damien released a hand, and put it on Alex's chin, making him look up. Damien's eyes turned crimson. "Damien, your.. eyes.." "Yeah. They change specific colours, when I feel something. Anyway..." Damien said, cupping his hand on Alex's cheek, smiling still. He leaned forwards a bit, looking down to Alex's lips, which were parted, and quivering slightly. Then~ Damien kissed Alex. Chapter 3 Alex's eyes were wide, and a tear fell from one. But then, he relaxed, kissing back, his eyes slowly closing. (song still playing) After the kiss was broken, ever-so-slowly, Damien kept smiling at Alex, eyes still crimson, with a hint of purple. "Now.... we know.." he said. Alex nodded, another tear falling. Damien wiped the tear away with his thumb, keeping his hand cupped on Alex's cheek again, and said, "...Alex.. I know its really soon, but.. I know... I know for sure, even though we just met... " "Alex.. I... I love you... " Alex practically melted at that, more tears falling, and Damien hugged him. Alex's hands were clasped, on Damien's chest, his head resting on Damien's chest as well. "I... love you.. too," Alex said. (SONG SHOULD END NOW) Alex and Damien went back to the lounge area of their 4 storey dorm, with Cafe Mochas, and Damien's copy of Modern Warfare 2 [lol!] . They were playing together on Multiplayer for a half hour, then they started playing on Special Ops. "Damn!" Alex said, as he kept failing. "Hey don't be upset, Alex.. I fail, too.. he* h.. but you're seriously doing pretty good, your on the hardest difficulty and to you, at the moment, a harder Spec. Op," Damien said, smiling. First, they were doing Hidden. Then, Overwatch [Overwatch is hard for a FNG.. so is Hidden..FNG = me]. After that, they decided to quit playing, even though it was fun, and addictive; and went outside for 10 minutes. Then it was time for classes again. Chapter 4 2 weeks later, on the weekend, Damien and Alex arranged to go to Alex's house. Damien was in Alex's room, waiting for him to finish what he was doing. "..You're..roommates jealous of us hanging out, and-" "Yeah, I forgot to tell you.. or maybe I was just avoiding it... he said I'm cute, and .. acts like he wants to do something to me," Alex said before Damien could finish. "..Hmm.. well- what is he gonna do while you're gone? Does he know you're leaving?" "I don't know.. I told him, but I don't know if he was paying attention," "Heh, of course he was paying attention, he's been hitting on you enough," Alex nodded, and stood up. "Ok, I'm ready," he said, and they left the room, and walking down the hall, they noticed Jakob. "..Um..Damien? ... Just in case he freaks our something, lets walk separately. You go down first, and I'll come in a minute," Damien nodded, and went down the stairs, ignoring Jakob. 2 minutes later, Alex went down, looking at Jakob, smiling slightly, and continuing to walk. But Jakob came up behind him. "Hey! Where're you goin' ?" "I'm going back home for the weekend. And I gotta leave now. So, I'll see you when I get back, 'k?" Before Alex could walk off though, Jakob put his hand on Alex's shoulder, looking sad, but then smirked. "..I'll be looking forward to it... Remember.... you're cute," and Alex quickly walked away from Jakob, and outside. He found Damien, and went up to him. "We taking your car, or mine?" Damien nodded towards Alex's car, so they went to it. Alex drove the few hours home, and when he arrived, he ran up to the door with Damien, then slowly opened it. Damien had to cover his mouth to keep from laughing, because of Alex's expression, and the way he was crouching, verrrry slowly opening the front door. Alex finally opened the door all the way, and carefully snuck inside, beckoning Damien to follow behind. The living room was right there at the front of the house, and no one was in there, so they stepped inside, then walked forwards to the stairs. Alex took a deep breath, then said loudly, "Hey noobs of my family!! Come here!" Everyone was upstairs. Matt stepped out of Makenzi's room, and looked down the stairs noticing Alex, smiling, and some dark greyish-blue haired dude beside him. "Hey! Everyone, Alex is here! And with some dude!" and then went downstairs. "Alex! What are you doing here?" "Well, I thought I'd visit this weekend," "Aaah.. and who's this?" Alex sighed, as everyone else came downstairs. Kati and Makenzi hugged him. "Hey guys! .. *sigh* .. Everyone.. this is my boy- .. my friend-- uhh.. Damien," Alex's mom shook Damien's hand. "Hello Damien. So you're Alex's friend, are you? But I noticed he said something before 'friend'. He say 'boy' . . . Are you.. Alex's..boyfriend?" she said. "Well..." Damien said, blushing. Matt smiled. "He is, mom. If he blushes like that, then he is. Congrats, little brother!" he said. Now Alex blushed. "Um.. Damien, this is my brother Matt. My 2 sisters, Kati and Makenzi. And this is my mom, Jenn. My dads not here right now, though," "Well, its nice to meet you all. I must say, Alex is quite a handful," Matt chuckled with a cough and looked down. Thinking of Alex having a boyfriend, and Damien saying "hanful" he thought in a 'gay' way, and thought of the 'handful' being Alex's erection. Then he couldn't stop laughing, and walked out of the room for a minute, saying, "I'm sorry," as he left. "I am not," Alex said. Damien sighed. "Well, why don't you 2 go .. do something," Jenn said. Matt overheard and laughed more, from the kitchen. "Ok.. I'll be right back," Alex said, going to the kitchen. "Matt? Whats so funny? Why'd you leave when Damien said that?" "Oh, nothing.. heh, it was just the thought I had when he said 'handful'," Alex caught on, his eyes widened and he gawked, looking shocked and mad. "Matt!" he said, and cuffed him across the back of the head. "Don't think that!" "Why not? If it hasn't happened already, its going to soon," Alex gasped, and shook his head, leaving the kitchen. Alex and Damien were in Alex's room, sitting on the bed, reading funny stories on Alex's laptop. After the 6th story, with nonstop laughing, Damien layed back on the bed, closing his eyes, smiling. Alex stopped laughing, but still smiling, and turned to see Damien, but his eyes wandered downwards. He looked at Damien's belt, and imagined it becoming undone, and his pants unzipped. Then he had a quick flash-vision of he and Damien naked, Damien ontop of Alex, and he gasped loudly. Damien opened his eyes and sat up. He put an arm around Alex. "Whats wrong?" "...I- .. uhh.. nothing! I just... was thinking, and .. saw ..s-something," "Oh . . . what was it?" Alex saw it again, and cringed, his legs jerking closer once. He then moved his legs together tightly, leaning forwards in hope to not show his growing 'boner'. "..Alex ? Are you ok?" Damien said, noticing how much he was pressing his legs together. "Huh? Uhh.. y-yeah, I'm fine! Why do you ask?" "..Because you're . . . Ohhh . . ." Damien noticed it. Shit!!! Alex thought. "..In that case, that did you think about?" Alex refused to tell him, but he felt like he was going to say it anyway, so he bit his tongue. So hard, it bled some. Then Alex opened his mouth slightly, a drop of blood dripping down his lip. "Alex, you're bleeding~ Did you bite your tongue?! ...Well, I'll fix it," and he cupped his hand on Alex's cheek, forcing him backwards on the bed, and got ontop of him slightly, kissing him, and slipping his tongue into Alex's mouth. Chapter 5 Alex and Damien had gone back to college 2 days later, and it was 2 months since then. Everything was going well, Alex and Damien always hung out, and Jakob hung out with Alex when he was alone, as much as possible. But one night, when Jakob had gone out like he usually did at 11 PM- he hadn't returned at the usual time... Alex sat on his bed, irritated. It was nearly 3 AM, and his roommate still wasn't back. But where could the punk have gone? After about another 15 minutes of pacing back and forth in their room, he heard footsteps outside. But they stopped, and Alex layed down for a minute. Then the footsteps returned, and the doorknob slowly turned. Alex propped himself up with his arm, staring at the doorknob. "Jakob?" he said. No answer, just a continuence of the slow doorknob turning. But in just another minute, the lights shut off. The room was now pitch black. Alex couldn't see a thing, so he just sat up. Then something grabbed him by the arms, and pulled him forwards. He was then pushed back, onto another bed. Jakob's bed. "Heh heh... hey Alex," "Jakob? What are you doing?!" Jakob got ontop of Alex chuckling evilly. "Gaaah! Get off!" "..Nuh uh.. heh.. hey, did I ever tell you? That your f*cking adorable?! 'Cause yuh are! Ha!" "What?! What the h*ll?! What are you talking about?" "Oh, don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about.." "Huh?! Are you drunk again?!" "...Not tellin'..." Alex tried slapping Jakob across the face, but Jakob, even though he was drunk, again, seemed to be smart enough to grab Alex's wrists, and pin them above his head, still chuckling evilly. Aww no... Alex thought, starting to hyperventilate and sweat, from panic. As Jakob laughed again, Alex could smell the wine, and vodka on his breath. Jakob held Alex's hands above his head with one hand, moving the other down Alex's side, to his thighs, then stopped; moving his hand towards Alex's front. Alex really panicked now. "Get.. off!!!" he yelled, but of course, Jakob completely ignored him. "You're funny.. very entertaining, too.. You're definitely the 'uke'.." "Whats that?!" "Oh come on, are you that clueless? I thought you already had a boyfriend," "S-since when?" "...woooooow man.. I've known for awhile.. But he's not comin' to save you!" Jakob leaned down, and Alex kept turning his head both ways to avoid Jakob, but once again, that didn't work. Jakob forced Alex to kiss him, forcing his tongue into his mouth. Jakob could taste the wine and vodka. He tried screaming, but once again, no use. Jakob practically ripped Alex's belt off, and his shirt; then he pulled off everything beneath his waist. "What the f*ck are you doing?!" "Whats it look like I'm doing, dumbass," Alex turned his head to see the clock. 3:19 AM Jakob started moving his hand down Alex's torso, and then Alex just lost it. He screamed, squirming like crazy. "Damiennnnnn!!!!!!" Alex cried. He screamed his name again, so Jakob slapped him. "Don't call his name!" Oh my gawd... is this what getting raped feels like?! Jakob continued moving his hand downwards, coming to Alex's erection. "...Aww...f*ck...." Alex said quietly. "..You must be a mind-reader," Jakob said, smirking again. "What?!" Alex said in a high-pitched voice. "Some...one... Help meeee!!!" Jakob quickly tied Alex's wrists together with his belt, then grabbed chains he had under his bed. Chains?! Where the h*ll'd he get those from?! Alex thought. Some had metal cuffs on the ends, and Jakob put them on Alex's wrist after removing the belt, and chaining them to the headboard, then strapped the other cuffs -which were very thick material- around Alex's thighs, chaining them to the low foot-board. Alex squinted his eyes, tears falling from them, as he clenched his teeth, thinking, Oh my gawd!! I'm about to be f*cking raped!! Jakob was sliding his hand back and forth from base to tip of Alex's c*ck... Jakob, thankfully, stopped that, and hadn't slid downwards to blowjob Alex, but... instead, he hooked his arms under Alex's knees, pushing them back/up. Oh gawd no! Alex thought. Jakob stripped himself within seconds, leaving on only his shirt, unbuttoned, and started moving forwards, slowly . . . . . "Aahhh!!!" Some people stepped out of their rooms as they heard Alex scream again. "..Whats going on?" "Wheres it coming from?" "Who's screaming?" "It sounds like someones being tortured!" One of the boys ran down the hall, running past Damien, heading to one of the teachers. Damien called out to him, "Whats wrong?" "Someones screaming! It sounds like a boys being tortured!" "Where?!" "Down the hall, I think its room 206!" Damien gasped, and whispered, his hands starting to shake, "..Alex..." He then ran down the hall. The screaming continued, aswell as crying, and panting loudly. With each cry, each painful scream, each pant, each moan that came from that room.. Damien cringed, his body becoming more and more numb as each second passed. At the room, he nearly collapsed. But he couldn't. Not now. Damien kicked the door open. The room was pitch black alright, but Damien could see Alex's tears and eyes shining in the slight moonlight that shone through the closed blinds at the window. He was crying like hell, still trying to get out from under Jakob. Damien gasped. He quickly moved over to Jakob's bed, grabbing him by the shirt. He pulled him off Alex who was as pale as a ghost, the rosy tone of blushing brightening his cheeks. Damien's eyes changed to bright red, a design of a flame inside the red iris'. He had thrown Jakob to the floor. Damien pulled the gun from his pocket, which no one knew he had, and kneeled down ontop of Jakob, aiming the gun at Jakob's head. "..You... are going to Hell!! The deepest, darkest, hottest pit! You won't be seeing Alex ever again.. you son of a b*tch!!" Damien moved the gun to his collar bone and pulled the trigger. Jakob held his shoulder, bleeding. Damien removed the cuffs and chains from Alex, and sat next to sat up, face soaked with tears, eyes red. He wrapped his arms around Damien tightly. "D-Don't .. ever.. l-lea-leave me!" Damien wrapped his arms around Alex, keeping him as close as possible. "..Its alright... I won't.." he said, glaring at Jakob, who looked to be in quite an amount of fear. Damien grabbed a blanket off of Alex's bed, and wrapped it around Alex. Damien packed all of Alex's stuff within just 5 minutes, and was now walking Alex to the changing rooms. Damien helped Alex get re-dressed in different clothes, and continued helping him down the halls, downstairs, and out of the building to his car. Alex was still crying. Just before Damien opened the door for Alex, he looked Alex & sighed, stepping back from the car, facing Alex, who was looking down. Damien put his hands on Alex's shoulders. Then, with his right hand, held Alex's chin gently, tilting his head up, so he could see him. Damien leaned down to Alex, lips parting, same as Alex. Damien kissed Alex. Alex's knees almost gave in, but Damien broke the kiss just in time, holding his arms. "..Come on..Alex..." he said, smiling slightly. Alex had smiled a little too, blushing again. Alex opened the door, and was just about to get in, when Damien said, "Alex.." "Hmm?" "....I love you.." Alex gasped silently, tears forming again, his lips parted once again, too. But he pressed them together, and blinked once, slowly. "I.. I love you too.. Damien.." he said. Both smiled at each other, nodded once, slightly, and got into the car. Another month later, after every had gotten over Alex being raped, Damien and Alex were down at a large park with a huge field. They were lying somewhere in the middle of it, closely side-by-side, looking up at the clouds, and the sun. Damien sighed. "..Its so nice out here," he said. "Mm.. It is," Alex said. "Damien? ... Do you remember the first time we met?" "Heh.. Yep," "..And when we were at that pond?" "Yeah," "..That was the best time.. the most cherished moment.. in my entire life," "..Mine too," Alex looked over at Damien, and Damien looked at him. Damien moved his hand from being on his stomach, over to Alex's hand, holding it, and smiling. "I'm really lucky to have you as a best friend, and my boyfriend," Alex blushed slightly. "Same..." and they just looked into each others eyes, and Damien kissed Alex. Then they looked back up at the sky. "..Can you promise me something?" Alex said. "Of course," "...Promise me.. promise me that you'll stay with me..forever.." Damien smiled, and as he blinked, tears formed in his eyes, falling from the corners of his eyes, and dripping into his ears. "..I promise.." End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga The Holiday Switch "Merry Christmas Michelle, Aiden, and we can't forget little Lizzie." Dorian said as he and his family came into the Ketchum house. All three Ketchum kids ran and hugged their aunt and uncle. Ash came up to the man and taking the bag of presents, went to put them under the tree. "Aren't you forgetting someone?" Brock said as he and Brianna came in the door. Misty immediately went up and hugged the man. As Brock went to find Ash, Misty and Brianna started talking. "Hey Ash." Brock said as he entered the kitchen where Ash and Pikachu were sitting eating some of his mother's cookies. "Ash!" Brock said, coming to the table. "Don't eat all your mom's cookies." Brock said as he grabbed a cookie from the plate. "Who's talking?" Ash chuckled as he pointed to the cookie in Brock's hand. "Yeah, well this is my first one." Brock said as he heard someone come into the kitchen. "Don't worry Brock." Delia said, coming into the kitchen. "I know my son, there's two more batches in the car." Back in the living room, when all the rest of the relatives came, all the kids went up to Aiden and Michelle's room. Everyone sat on either the beds or the floor. "So, did you hear what the twins are getting for Christmas?" Tyler said as he sat on the top bunk, Aiden's bed. "No, and don't tell us!" Michelle said as she got the fuzzy blue robe from her closet. Michelle hated her Christmas surprises being spoiled. "Plus, anyway I don't want to be zapped." She said as she pointed to Pikachu, sleeping in the corner. She knew, although Pikachu was older, his hearing was still the sharpest of all her father's pokemon. "Oh, come on!" Lola said. "So you've never sneaked a look at your presents?" She asked, her right eyebrow risen. Everyone looked at Aiden and Michelle, waiting for an answer. "We did when we were younger." Aiden confessed. "You know how _well _my father wraps gifts, but the ones our mom wrapped, you could forget it. She's so sharp, she could tell if you shook your gift to try and figure out what it was." "Anyway, Christmas isn't even about presents." Michelle said, trying to sway the topic of conversation. "It's about Jesus, and his birth. How he came to earth, the son of God. To save us from condemnation." Michelle said, confidence and strengh in her voice. "Oh, come off it Shelly!" Dakota said. "You don't actually believe that, do you?" She said, a hint of smugness and disbelief in her voice. This stunned Michelle. No one had ever mocked her faith in God before. "Stop it Dakota!" Lola said, defending her cousin. "Yeah." Lindsey said. "She can believe in what ever and where ever her heart guides her." "It's ok guys." Michelle said. Michelle said as she stood up and looked Dakota in the eyes. "Yes Dakota. I believe in Jesus Christ. Because I have seen all the wonderful things he's done. Imagine the wind. Can you see it? No, but can see it's effects? Yes." Michelle said, staring her cousin in the eyes. It certainly hadn't been easy to stand up to her cousin, definantly not. But she knew she was doing the right thing. Dakota instantly backed off from her cousin and sat by Lindsey. She hadn't believe what Michelle had said to her, but more, She couldn't believe what she had said. She knew it wasn't right, but sometimes she could be a bit of a bully. Aiden had been quiet all this time, not wanting to get in the middle of this cat fight. I mean, he believed in Jesus too, but he didn't think he could've been as brave as his sister just had. But he had to try. "Yeah, think of all these amazing Pokemon. This all couldn't have just happened. There had to be a designer. God sure made the world full of cool Pokemon." Tyler then started to think about Hannakah. Although it had ended about a week and a half ago, he had been more wrapped up in the presents he got, than it's meaning. "I remember." He started. "Every year on Hannakah, we celebrate the festival of lights. Every night we light a candle and say prayers in hebrew. We try to remember the miracles of God." "What happened Ty?" Lizzie said as she sat on the floor, hugging Teddi. "Well, a long time ago. Israel, where the jew lived was invaded and taken captive by Syria." Lola said, her brother starting the next part. "They wanted the Maccabees, the jews living there at the time, to worship idols. Idols were stones carved to look like people, gods, or animals." Tyler said. "Oh, like when Moses went up to get the ten commandments, and the rest of the people started worshipping a gold Miltank." Aiden said, trying to sort this in his head. "Exactly." Lindsey said as she got up and sat on Michelle's bed. "When the Syrians were finally defeated, the temple priestd only found enough oil to keep the holy lamp burning for one night." "But it lasted for eight nights." Lola said, interupting Lindsey, who had wanted to finish the story. "That gave the people time to make more oil." Dakota looked over at all her cousins. "So you don't believe in Santa Claus?" She asked Aiden and Michelle. "Of course we do. " Lizzie said. "Mommy and daddy even saw santa with Brock when they were eleven." Lizzie explained. "But the original guy, St. Nicolas. The one who started the tradition. He was just trying to help the poor." Michelle said. "It was his grandon, Nicky, who first started the Santa Clause thing, as we know it today. He and his fifteen Jynx moved up to the north pole and started making prsents for all the kids in the world. At first, he only had a Ponyta and two stantler to transport the gifts. But with their amazing speed, they could deliver all the gifts in just one night." This seemed to satisfy all the curiosity. Just then, they heard Misty call. "Come on kids, it's time for supper." Misty yelled up the stairs, as all the kids filed out, Pikachu tagging behind. **The End** End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga Fooling Around (Neko Yaoi) **Hey Guys, welcome to my new and first neko yaoi fanfic ^.^. In this one, the main story take's place in Tokyo, and the two neko's Kenji and Aki find out their feelings for each other, and become a couple. However, unlike in my first, they're not gonna be a secret couple, and it's only a One-Shot.** **Note: It's not only neko yaoi, it's neko shota, and here's about the characters:** **Kenji - A 12-year old blonde neko, who lives with his older brother, and has a crush on his long time friend Aki. He loves his School Uniform, sweets and fish. He's sensitive in terms of his size, because he's very small.** **Aki - A 13-year old brunette neko, who always makes mischief, and has a crush on his long time friend Kenji. Like him, he can't get enough of sweets and fish.** **Kenji POV** Ah! What a funny day at the beach! But, where the heck is oniichan? Probably with Serah-Chan, I wonder what they are doing all the time alone...Oh, Aki is here! He's so kind and cute, maybe I should go to him. I've got an idea! I'm gonna surprise him! Hahaha, take this Aki-Kun! "Surprise!" I said, and started tickling him with my tail. "Hhaahah! Hey Kenji-Kun!" He said, and then gave me a hug. I feel so good when I hug him! Could, could it be, that I'm in love...with Aki-kun? Oh, what am I thinking ^^. "And? Shall we play a bit, Aki-Kun?" "Yeah. Let's play in the water!" We played for a while, but then we noticed dark clouds, and looked for Oniichan. We found him, kissing with Serah-Chan. "Ewww, Oniichan!" "What's wrong Kenji-Kun? I love Serah-Chan and show it to her by kissing." "Well, that's not the problem right now. Look, there are dark clouds, we should go home." "He's right Kenta. Let's go to your home, do you want to come along Aki-Kun?" "Sure." The four of us made our way home, and arrived soon, as it started to rain. "Oniichan, we're hungry!" "I think there's some Sushi in the fridge, just go ahead and eat." Aki-Kun and I went to the fridge, and took some sushi out of it. If it gives something I would die for, it'd be fish, especially sushi. We ate, alone, as Oniichan and Sera-Chan went into Oniichan's bedroom. I wonder what they are doing the whole time... **Aki POV** Hmm...why are they always gone? Nah, it doesn't matter, as long I'm here with Kenji-Kun. "Hey Aki-Kun? Wouldn't it be funny if we fed the other?" "Sure, let's do it^^." We fed each other, and were laughing the whole time. I wonder if he knows my feelings for him, or even if he shares them? It would be great! "Kenji? Do, do you want to fool a bit around?" "Eh, sure, why not?" We made our way into Kenji's bedroom, and sat on the bed. "Uhh, what exactly did you mean, with, 'fooling around'?" "You know, like, doing the stuff the grown ups do." "What do you mean?" "Well, it's called sex what they are doing. Probably your Oniichan does it always with Serah-Chan." "Really? How does it work?" "Do, do you only want to talk about it...or do it?" "I, uhm, I want to do it..." "Well, my Oniichan told me how it works, it usually starts with kissing. But, you have to put your tongue into the other persons mouth..." "That sounds gross!" "I know, but, let's try it!" "O-okay..." Oh my god, it's really happening! I'm going to french kiss Kenji! **Kenji POV** Wow...Aki's and my lips are touching...this feels...so beautiful. Wait? What is he doing now? He...he inserted his tongue! He plays in my mouth with his tongue, it should probably feel gross...but I love it. Maybe I should do like those in the movies, and close my eyes and grab his head. Y-yeah, I think I'm gonna do it... **Normal POV** The blonde neko then grabbed his opposite, and deepened the kiss. "K-kenji-kun?!" "It feels good, doesn't it? What's the next step? I really want to do it with you!" The blonde said with a big smile. "Well, I-i think you should take off your clothes..." Aki said, blushing a bit. Smiling, Kenji started striping, but stopped at his boxers. "K-kenji-kun, you have to be fully naked..." "R-really?!" The blonde asked, blushing. Aki simply nodded, and Kenji removed his boxers. "Now it's your turn..." Aki blushed now very hard, but undressed fast, revealing an already hard member. "Aki-Kun, why is your chibi that hard? Ah! Look, mine, mines that hard too!" "That means we're ready. But, the next step, is masturbating. It's doing alone, by stroking your chibi." "C-can you show me?" Aki nodded, and started slowly stroking his dick, and told Kenji to do the same. Both led out moans, and as they were close, they stole each other a kiss. "Aki-Kun...I feel something coming out..." "Just let it go..." Both led out a loud moan, as they came. Aki's and Kenji's semen spurted across the room, and some of Aki's flew into Kenji's mouth, who seemingly liked the taste of it. "Mmmh...that tastes good. Let me clean you up..." The blonde said, and licked up every semen on Aki's body, who did the same to Kenji. As they did, they reached down on their chibi's, and as both licked, both led out loud moans. "Is this the next step, Aki-Kun?" "Y-yeah, w-we need to take it into our mouth. Just, just lay above me, so we can suck at each other." Kenji lied over the brunette neko, and started sucking his member, while Aki did the same. While Aki just sucked fast, Kenji did like a pro, and started slowly, only taking the head in his mouth, and slowly going down his shaft. This was too much for Aki, and he spurted his cum down Kenji's throat. "S-sorry Kenji..." "Aw, we couldn't led it out at the same time..." Aki then placed Kenji on his bed, and licked Kenji's shaft, before licking his rear entrance. "Ah! Aki...not there..." However, Aki did not stop, and then used his tail to stroke his dick. "Ahh...Aki-Kun, don't stop!" Moaning loud, Kenji came, letting out a massive load of cum. "So...what's the next step?" "Uhm...I don't think you're gonna like it...I'm gonna push my member into your..." Aki said, pointing at Kenji's ass. "Wait what?!" "Do-don't worry...it'll probably feel good. With licking it, I lubed it, to make it possible to enter. Now, you can decide, either stayin' like this on your back, or on your belly." Kenji lied on his back, and narrowed his eyes, as Aki entered. "How does it feel?" "As if I had to go to toilet. But, if you feel good..." "Don't worry, it'll soon feel better." Aki said, thrusting in and out Kenji's ass. Soon, he hit his sweet point, and Kenji moaned loud. "Did I hurt you?" "No...you hit something...do it again, but...harder..." The blonde neko said, smirking naughty (Yep, that's my running gag...). Aki shared the smirk, and thrusted harder. Kenji then noticed how his cock was twitching, and started rubbing and stroking it. "Ah, Aki-Kun...don't stop..." Both then felt their stomachs tighten, and the feeling slowly moved down. "Kenji-Kun, I think its gonna cum out..." "It's okay..." Screaming, both came, in and onto each other. "Well, it sure came a lot out, Aki-Kun. Can we do it again sometimes?" "Uh, sure. But I have to tell you something..." "And what?" "I love you Kenji-Kun..." "I love you too Aki-Kun..." The two then shared a kiss, and fell lied on Kenji's bed. "Hey Aki-Kun? Do you think, Oniichan and Serah-Chan heard us?" "Yes we did." "Please Nii-Chan, don't moan that loud next time!" **Yaay, that was my first neko fanfic! And, it is dedicated to a friend in Austria. (The next words are for her written in German) Ja ich meine dich Bix ._. Hoffe es hat dir gefallen ^.^ Sag dann, ob ich was besser machn könnt ^.^ Yeah, I'm always happy about reviews, bye, and see ya next time on my new FanFiction, your Kenjii-Kun!** End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga Tranquility **Tranquility** "There's no other place I want to be but beside you…" _ 'There he is,' _I smiled gently as my eyes focused on a tall boy with dark spiky hair. _'I bet he's going to study in the library again. How I wish I-'_ My thoughts were interrupted when some girls beside me squealed and giggled while pointing on the object of my attention. They then began talking animatedly with each other about him. I sighed. I know. He is quite popular here in school. Who wouldn't be? He is a member of the infamous student council, he always ranked first in the dean's list every semester, not to mention he also got the looks in him. I snapped back my attention to him when one of the girls approached him and began talking strike a conversation with him. If I remember correctly, she seems to be in the same class as him. Maybe she's trying to ask for his help on something. The girls' giggles became louder and I noticed his expression turned distant. I chuckled. I almost forgot, he also have this reputation of being cold when he wants to or when he's in a situation he doesn't want to be in – in which it always happens. _ 'Good thing I got the chance to see him,' _I thought as I tackled my notes with renewed determination. I've been struggling to learn this one lesson for the thousandth time in the last two hours. I smiled. Even with just a glimpse of him can fill me up with energy that can last for days. I jumped when the girls squealed again and when I looked up, I saw him looking in my direction. Warmth flooded in my cheeks when our eyes met. I shook my head then cast down my gaze. No. Maybe he just turned in this direction because of the noises made by these girls. Frowning with disappointment, I tried to focus my attention on the words in front of me. Just then, I noticed that the girls suddenly turned quiet. '_Good,' _I thought. _"I'll be able to stu-'_ "Hey." A voice said in front of me. I stopped. This voice. It's… I jerked my head up then almost jumped backwards causing my chair to fall back. I almost fell over if not for him holding my hand firmly. I can feel my cheeks warming up when he suddenly chuckled. And slowly, he pulled me closer. "You seemed to be struggling," he whispered. His breath caressed my ears, which made my heart thump faster and turning me to deeper shades of red. "What?" I squeaked. I groaned inwardly. Why did my voice suddenly betray me like this? "I'll help you study if you'll help me get away from those girls," he stated matter-of-factly. Oh. So that's why he approached me. But why me? "Okay," I gasped my answer. I feel, rather than see, him smile when he slowly gathered my notes. I reached out to take my bag from the table when he took it from my grasp and nonchalantly swung it on his shoulder. I was about to protest when he turned his smile on me. "You're really helping me out on this, and this is the least I can do for you," he said. "But you're supposed to be with us," one of the girls protested and turned to grab his hand. He coldly shook her grasp and gently covered my hand with his and led me into the direction of the library. "I don't remember mentioning something like that to any of you," he said loudly on his shoulder. "Besides, I promised this girl that I would help her on her study. So that means I won't be free anymore for this whole semester." I heard the girls groaned with dismay before we disappeared behind the doors of the library. Silence surrounded us. He continued on leading me to a table and placed my things neatly on it. He then pulled out a chair for me. I smiled meekly at him as I sat on the chair. He then went and sat on a chair across from me. He gazed at me for a moment then a grin spread across his face. "I did it," he whispered. Somehow, he seemed to have lost his voice too. I can't help but smile back at him. He looks so childish grinning like that. He suddenly turned serious, still gazing at me. "What do you mean?" I asked as I blushed under his gaze. "I finally got the courage to talk to you," he softly whispered as he took my hand. "Ever since I first saw you, I've felt something overflow inside me. At first, I was so confused I can't explain to myself what this is I'm feeling. But then, when at last, I tried to reach out to it; I finally understood these feelings that I'm feeling. Calmness spread all around me. I feel so at peace every time I think of you, every time I see you. This feeling… It tells me that… "There's no other place I want to be but beside you…" We said together in unison. We both gasped then suddenly we laughed together. Yes. The feelings that we are trying to convey to each other from the start have now reached its conclusion. We are now in the place where we always wanted ourselves to be. Chutiechie * * * ehehe,,,a story at last!after so man months of not writing anything,,,lol,,,ehehe,,,planning to send this to our school paper,,,the topic is Places,,,lol,,,btw,,,made an art for this one too...yey!but not finished with the art yet,,,planning to add something here and there,,,lol,,,(just erase the spaces,,,XD http: /i563. photobucket. com /albums /ss74 /Chutiechie /tran. png hope you'll like this story!thank you for taking your time reading this!yey!yey!yey!XD End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga Sleeping With Wolves This wonderful, perverted gem was requested by an RP buddy of mine who I lovingly call Fire [I don't remember her real name **/shot].** Once upon a time, we decided that writing lemons based on our RP would be a **GREAT IDEA.** Needless to say, my bitchy succubus Evika, otherwise known as the "Raging Queen of Lesbiandom," and Fire's dreamy hunk of wolf demon Kieran, who happens to be in a committed relationship, would be our victims. IT WAS JOLLY GOOD FUN to think of these two rolling around on each other naked. What wasn't jolly good fun was figuring out why and how...But by golly by gum I did it though! *British Superman pose* And it's just_...flawless._ Here it is Fire, YOUR GLORIOUS CRACK PAIRING. And it only took me three months! * * * One uncooperative foot after another, Evika fumbled through the inn's confining hallways. Her heart beating itself ragged in her chest, pumping an ample supply of blood to her cheeks to sustain her vibrant blush. The flustered succubus had been tripping the passed half hour by, trying to quell her anxiety and return to her room for some well-earned sleep. However, the bile tickling the back of her throat prolonged her struggle through the abysmally dark halls. There was no way in any level of Hell that she would return to that room. Not even with Hades' sickle licking the back of her neck would she meet that fucking panther demon's puppy-eyed apology. You couldn't apologize for some like _that_. You couldn't accept an apology for something like _that._ Well, she couldn't. Mortification wouldn't cease reeling through her mind. _Itzke _had popped a woody on _her_. Evika, the raging queen of lesbians and disdain-er of all mankind, had gotten a man to tent his pants. Using her hands. They couldn't even laugh it off and blame it on puberty like she had done when Daisuke was battling it out with his incubus blood during his teens. She had used her hands to unwittingly stroke the demon into readiness. Though, to be fair, at the time he was an irresistibly cuddly panther that purred at her touch. "Gah! Of course it was Itzke! A big panther sleeping in the room you were supposed to share with a panther demon? Think, you stupid bitch. _Think. _Ew, ew, ew," Evika crooned to herself, wringing her hands as if she could beat away the contamination. For the umpteenth time that panicked walk, she'd wound up stopping in front of Yuki and Lykia's room. And just as before, she turned and walked the other way. She couldn't show up at Yuki's door at this time of night, claiming that she refused to sleep with Itzke because she got him hot and bothered by rubbing him down. If not for her own dignity, then Yuki's happiness, the elven girl would never know of what transpired this evening. And Evika certainly wasn't going to go groveling to her older brother. Daisuke would either be suspicious of her sorry ass excuse for being up this late at night and close the door in her face, or -which was even worse- he would demand that she tell the truth. Evika shivered. Talk about being thrown to the wolves; her brother would have a field day with that bit of information. Wait...speaking of wolves? Evika paused in her fumbling through the darkness. Would Kieran? He seemed kind enough to let a distressed girl spend the night with him, and respectful enough to not press her for an explanation. And even if he did, Kieran didn't know Evika well enough to call out her bluff. The succubus gave a sly smile and shrugged; looks like she was sleeping with the wolves tonight. Better than horny cats. 0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0 Kieran had spent the better part of the night passing out in sheer exhaustion, only to be shocked awake with a severe jet of pain in his shoulder after having unconsciously rolled over on it. Years of roughing it in the wilderness had conditioned Kieran to sleep with senses blazing and in any position, other than on his back. Like hell he'd leave his vitals vulnerable for any old demon to come rip open. Not to mention that he had Lykia to watch out for, too. It was ironic that the one time he didn't have to worry about demons attacking or ticks crawling into his ears, he couldn't sleep. Kieran sat up on his futon and sighed, running a hand through his tousled black hair. That was when he got a knock on his door. Kieran couldn't help but roll his eyes at the first thought that came to mind: Lykia coming to check in on how his wounds were healing. Of course something trivial like that would be the thing that kept her awake in middle of the night. Kieran pulled himself to his feet and opened the door, expecting a worried, half inu demoness-gone-human staring back up at him. But instead of the jade-speckled chocolate eyes and anxious half smile he'd been anticipating, sharp golden orbs and a cocky smirk greeted him. Kieran arched a brow curiously as he took in the sight of a ruffled Evika at his door. Her short, midnight blue locks were swept in every which way with the bangs lying loosely over her callous golden eyes. While her mouth adorned the same smirk, she seemed to make an effort of baring as much fang as available to her. The typically tightly-bound laces of her corset dangled limply between each loop. Her second skin of sinfully skimpy black shorts and leg-scaling stockings clung to her flesh like the bark on a tree. The doubtlessly succubus heritage of the woman before him aroused some suspicions in the cautious wolf, but then he remembered who she had the pleasure of bunking down with tonight. "Itzke kick you out?" Kieran asked simply, looking around Evika to see if he could spot the decapitated head of the panther in question. Huh. He was almost positive that if anyone had gotten the boot, it would have been Itzke, with quite a few new bruises as baggage. "Eh, yeah," Evika drawled, returning Kieran's curious gaze with an almost ghostly flush. "Yuki and Lykia were pretty much dead. I couldn't get them to let me in," she lied easily, folding her arms over her chest. "And you decided to come here instead of sleeping out in the hall? Huh, I guess I'm not that bad. For a man," Kieran teased, smirking slightly at how Evika ruffled further in response. Nevertheless, the benevolent wolf stepped aside and let the homeless succubus waltz in. Kieran closed the door and made his way back to his hired bed for the night as Evika surveyed the small room. Completely empty aside from Kieran, a futon, a small chamberpot, a window, and a single sliding door that could lead to Hell for all she knew. Her midnight blue brows knitted together in obvious displeasure at the sole bed in the room, currently under Kieran's butt. "I would have been just as well off sleeping on the hallway floor! Only one futon?" Kieran shrugged and gave a sideways smile, "I wasn't really expecting guests. But you could always check the closet over there for a spare futon." He gestured to the sliding door behind him. Evika frowned, but heeded his advice. "You're a wolf, aren't you? Why don't you just curl up on the floor or something? And here I thought you were a gentleman!" the succubus complained as she groped blindly in the cramped space for something fluffy to lay her head on. "You're a bat, aren't you? Why don't you string yourself up on the ceiling?" Kieran countered. He turned around on the futon to watch Evika clumsily bump through the closet. His enhanced vision gave him an advantage in the dark, and he could clearly see that the closet was empty. But there was no need to tell Miss Manners that when she was so earnestly bumping around in loops, apparently thinking that if she hit a spot enough times, a futon would magically appear. When Evika's efforts proved to be fruitless, as Kieran had predicted, she angrily slapped the closet shut. The sliding door vibrated in response. "You should have grabbed a futon from your room before you got thrown out. Or maybe if you and Itzke had kissed and made up, you wouldn't be here at all. You don't have to fall on him like Yuki, just tolerate him." "Thanks for the splendid hindsight," Evika huffed sarcastically. "And believe me, that prick tricked me into getting farther with him in the passed four hours than Yuki will in a long time," Evika muttered dryly as she plopped down in a corner a few feet away from Kieran, sliding down the wall and using her arm as a pillow against the wooden floor. Kieran followed suit and lay down on his futon, folding his good arm behind his head for a bit of support. He gave a tongue-curling yawn. However, when his sluggish mind absorbed Evika's words, he couldn't contain his laughter. "Wow, Evika. How the hell did he even trick you into coming within five feet of him without you ripping off either of his heads?" Evika flushed at Kieran's condescending laughter. Propping herself up on her elbows and facing the wolf, Evika growled, "Shut _up! _I was tired, it was an alley and I was snuggling Yuki, I wasn't watching my tits -and the bastard was masquerading as a fucking panther, he was fluffy- ! J-Just shut the fuck up! You're the fucking worst! I just got violated by a man I can't slaughter without ruining my chances with my dream girl and you're laughing at me?" "I just can't believe you didn't mutilate him or something. You didn't even pummel him, or chuck your ax at his face again? Wow, when you think you know a person." Evika smiled when Kieran's laughter finally died down. "Oh yeah? Riddle me this: what if I was screwing your dream girl and kept sticking my hands down _your_ pants at any given moment, but you couldn't do a damn thing about it unless you wanted to break her heart after telling her, or have her hate you for all eternity after killing me? What would you do then, Captain Hindsight?" Evika asked while rolling over onto her stomach. Kieran shrugged as best as he could from his position on the floor – gods how he hated splints. "Well, I would probably go track down Yuki and wave her in front of your face. And then I'd make off with my girl while you were distracted. We'd steal away to the mountains, change our names, have nine pups, and start a family band. Then I'd come back a few years later and when Yuki's still all over Itzke, I'd give you a sympathetic pat on the shoulder and say, 'You did your best.'" "...And I thought _I _was a bitch," Evika replied after a few seconds of silence. Her voice tipped upwards; she was smiling. "But seriously, please kill me if I'm still putting up with Itzke's shit after you've had nine pups. That's way too much time for me to spend fawning after some girl. Even if she is my soul mate." Kieran chuckled, "Only if you kill me for having nine pups. I'd be saving those kids from tree limbs, perilous cliff dives, and hungry demons every two minutes. Compared to that, I'd take a mauling any day." "Mutual suicide?" Evika suggested. "It's a deal, then," the wolf yawned. Evika mirrored Kieran's yawn immediately afterward. Wow, what a long day of unraveling secret pasts, thwarting kidnappings, and finding love. They were understandably exhausted. Evika curled up into a small ball near the wall on the floor, her arms acting as pillows. Kieran yawned again and settled down more comfortably into the futon. Well, as comfortable as he could be with his shoulder currently all banged up. After jostling about for a few more minutes, the wolf demon finally managed to drift off into a tentative slumber. 0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0 The two achieved some headway in the rest department until the succubus was awoken entirely too soon by the disgruntled growling of her roommate. Giving an impatient snarl of her own, Evika flopped onto her back and just listened as Kieran jostled endlessly, her anger boiling inside of her with each little rustle. When the wolf showed no signs of ceasing his squirming, Evika sat up, glowering in the direction of the disturbance. "Ugh, stop it! What's got you in such a tizzy? Can't sleep unless you've got bugs and snakes crawling all over you, bastard? Well, unlike a certain wolfy mongrel, some of us have to make a grand entrance at their palace tomorrow, and how am I supposed to woo uptight noblewomen when I have bags heavier than Kiara under my eyes?!" she seethed vehemently. Honestly, she was a princess! Evika wasn't at all used to sleep deprivation or executing patience -that one condition worsening as her exhaustion mounted. There was no acceptable reason for someone to be making that much fucking noise this late at night! "It's my shoulder," Kieran responded stiffly despite Evika's scolding. He chose to ignore her spiteful words; he was feeling the very same potent mixture of exhaustion and aggravation she was. Besides, he was used to attitude by now. How else would he have survived an angry, PMS-ing half demoness if he wasn't charming enough to point her in the direction of other demons? If he had snapped, he wouldn't necessarily be a dead wolf, but a few important bits would definitely be missing. Kieran sighed forlornly again and sat up. He'd been listlessly battling for sleep all night long; he quit. Evika furrowed her brows, suddenly feeling guilty about her outburst. "This is why I hate emotions." That's right, Kieran had been dealt a pretty wicked wound during the siege on the Fukamachi castle. Not to mention being kidnapped by Rikushi and having to share a body with his murderous father's soul. And then there was that little bit about Lykia falling head over heels for Evika's frigid bitch of an older brother. Evika really should consider being a little gentler with the poor guy. Pulling herself off the floor and sitting back on her haunches, she surveyed Kieran thoughtfully. After a minute, she sighed heavily, "Shouldn't it have already healed by now? I thought that Ruli had patched it up for you while you were drooling at her unadulterated beauty." "She did," Kieran coughed, figuring it was better to take the high road and push the "drooling" comment under the rug than battle it out with the succubus. "Skillfully, too. But a bandage doesn't do you any good when you keep flopping onto your wound every five minutes." Kieran stood up with his sheet in hand. Bundling the material up, he tossed it to Evika saying, "Here. You can have my futon tonight. I'll just go for a walk or something until morning, then I'll have Lykia check out my shoulder." Evika caught the balled sheet easily, standing up as well. "No, don't do that. I know I bitched for the bed, but I refuse to kick you out of _your _room." Evika walked over to Kieran and handed him the sheet. "Here, let me give you the once over so Lykia doesn't have to get up at the crack of dawn. Honestly, sometimes I think you're the biggest pushover I know," Evika sighed, waltzing over to the futon and dragging it towards the corner she'd been hauling up in. Kieran watched her curiously and tossed the sheet onto his shoulder. He smiled at her last comment. "I see, first men are too crude and buffoonish. Then when you meet a gentleman, he's too much of a wuss. There's no pleasing you!" he teased. "Alright, now sit down here," Evika commanded. Her foot was tapping impatiently on the futon. "Be happy I'm willing to help you out. If it were anybody else, I would've kicked him while he was down and rubbed dirt in the wound." "I wouldn't doubt it," Kieran responded casually. He complied to the impatient succubus and sat down on the lukewarm mat. When Evika knelt down beside him and began pushing firmly on his chest, he followed her instruction and leaned into the chilled wooden wall. Kieran had to suppress a shiver at the contact -even through his shirt that wall was _cold, _damn it! Evika settled in at Kieran's side, and knocked the sheet off his shoulder, looking up at him impatiently as it found purchase in his lap. Kieran returned her gaze with an arched brow. Evika huffed and gestured to his shirt, mouthing a pleasant "idiot" at him. "Thanks for the help," He muttered dryly as he awkwardly maneuvered the stubborn garment over his head and sore shoulder with one hand. While Kieran struggled with his shirt, Evika struggled with a mountain of anxiety. She practically trembled with the effort it took not to instinctively slap Kieran for stripping anywhere near her. She even openly flinched as the demon before her succeeded in freeing his midriff from the devil shirt. Kieran wasn't a muscle maniac, which Evika was grateful for, but he certainly wasn't a string bean either. He wasn't soft like Yuki, or trim like Lykia. He wasn't anything like what Evika was comfortable with. The wolf demon's body was lean, built for speed and tight maneuvering. He could probably dance circles around enemies. Hell, she'd seen him do it. Sinews of slim, but impressive muscle tapered down into a tight abdomen and narrow, masculine hips. And from those hips sprouted tree trunks for legs. Honestly, Kieran was just shy of surpassing Lord Daisuke's considerable length -vertically speaking! A few more decades, and her brother might even have some competition for, 'Most Dashing Male in All the Lands.' It wasn't as though Evika was intimidated by Kieran's enviable height advantage over her. Being of succubus blood, whatever Evika lacked in height, she made up for in flight, might, or bite. Shaking her head, she turned her rambling mind back to the task at hand -fiercely denying ogling Kieran. Even in the dark, Evika could see a plethora of light pink scars screeching against his bronze skin, seeming to announce proudly all the mischief he'd managed. Evika got the entertaining notion that she'd pushed the equivalent of a stone wall into a corner, albeit with his consent. She doubted that she'd be able to accomplish such a feat otherwise. Kieran just had the type of build that many women would love to have draped over them in the throes of passion. Even now, the succubus found herself wanting to drag her fingernails down the expanse of caramel skin, just to marvel at how it rippled under her fingertips in a very un-Yuki way. Suddenly even more uneasy about the situation, Evika was almost relieved when Kieran finally managed to pull the offending garment over his head and she could see his sardonic smile again. "It's not like I've only got one arm to work with here." Evika cracked a nervous smile and wasted no time in unwrapping the bandages on his forearm. "How much do you know about succubi, Kieran?" "Aside from common knowledge, just that I'm not keen on running into one at night and becoming a sex slave for the rest of my life. What brings up the sudden need for a cultural education lecture?" Kieran cocked his head with boyish charm, though his smirk was very much manly. "If you picked up a book once every blue moon then it wouldn't have to be a lecture, you idiot!" Evika quipped, regaining her familiar spunk. So long as Kieran kept up his distasteful man-humor, then Evika wouldn't be swooned by his...certain wiles. The succubus gave a sly grin, continuously shedding the bandages to Kieran's lap. "Well, since you're a complete dunce, I guess I have to put my mouth to good use, huh?" Gods, did Kieran try to suppress his crude mind. He really did, but a smile cracked his face nonetheless. "I never was one for perching in my castle's study behind a mountain of Arabic scripture. Teach me the song of your people, oh wise one!" Kieran flung his good arm playfully into the air. If Evika hadn't caught herself in time, that strangled giggle would have turned into an all out laugh. "If my fingers slip and someone ends up with a claw in his wound, it isn't my fault." "Oh, so you only drug me over here to dig your fingers in the gaping hole in my shoulder? Do you have any salt, too?" "Anyway!" Evika reprimanded sharply, no real comeback ready for Kieran's last remark. Kieran's smile was malicious. "I'm too lazy to start all the way at the beginning, so you'll eat what I'm willing to feed you. Once upon a time, in a magical land of faeries and elves, bad shit happened. And after that, we got your run-of-the-mill demons, incubi, and succubi. Succubi and incubi like to mount things using their impeccable good looks and interminable charm-" "I guess you're the only succubus to ever have her charm spoil?" the wolf interjected teasingly. "You are such an ass!" Evika hissed. The flustered I-will-not-admit-I'm-a-succubus crashed her fist angrily into Kieran's enticingly hot and entirely naked chest. She quickly withdrew it before she really had time to deliver something substantial against the armor-tough skin. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Kieran said, waving a hand apologetically. "Really, continue." Evika coughed, straightening herself out and continuing to unwind the blood soaked, base bandages from around his injured shoulder. Despite her righteous fury, she was as gentle as succubus-ly possible. "Whatever. Anyway, the gist of that was that my race likes things to feel good. For them and their playmates. Now you disruptive dunce, you! What is the one thing you don't want to do if you ever encounter a succubus?" Kieran shrugged a shoulder, "Admit that you have a penis and flash it?" "Eh. Not really right, but acceptable. What you don't want to do is come into contact with her mouth...either of them. Wanna know why?" Evika asked smugly. The last of Kieran's sullied bandages danced to the floor around them, giving the wolf a hair-raising draft. "Sure -for future reference." "Well! Succubi have an endorphin in their spit -and stuff- that can rival any aphrodisiac in both potency and longevity! Basically, if you touch a succubus' lips, then you're fucked for life. Well, if you swallow or get it in your blood stream, you are." Evika rolled out her tongue and pointed to it. She even waggled it a bit, arousing a smile out of the contemplative wolf who had taken to stroking his chin a moment ago. It was Evika's turn to arch a brow that night. "What?" "Just thinking that if Lykia ever schmoozes that fop Daisuke she'll-" Kieran began, rolling his hand forward as if expecting Evika to piece two and two together. "No! No! Don't you even put that out in the universe!" Evika shrilled in the highest pitched whisper Kieran's ever heard. He received another firm, yet lightning fast blow to the chest. "Well, it's universe juice now," the wolf drawled, his head lolling back onto the wall. Kieran suddenly regarded Evika seriously, "But would Lykia...you know? Is that what Daisuke wants from her?" An almost feral gleam electrified the wolf's eyes. Evika was stunned silent for a moment by the petrifying glare Kieran was imbedding into her. Regaining her ability to speak, she shook her head hastily and replied, "No way! Daisuke's never taken this much time with a woman. It's always nail and bail; one and done; ballroom to the bedroom. When he wants to, he can throw up some heavy pheromones -enough to make even Kiara too drunk to fly. One whiff and the victim's ensnared. But he didn't do that with Lykia...I-I think that he may be...c-c-c-courting her." From the look on Evika's face, Kieran could tell that the words tasted about as good as horseshit. And it was reassuring that even someone as dense as her could piece together when a man had ulterior ulterior motives for a woman. Even if that meant that Evika would have to lay back and watch her brother mate one of her harem girls. "So what about spit?" Kieran offered lightly, attempting to shift the suddenly dismal mood. "Oh yeah, you're gonna want to stay away from it. Except for tonight." Kieran shot Evika a quizzical look, "Why get so familiar with the potential end to my free will?" His curiosity was quickly rewarded with a slight pinch to the tattered skin of his shoulder, to which he promptly flinched away from. Kieran growled at the succubus who glinted her fangs at him. A hand instinctively shot up to protect his sizzling flesh, wrapping securely around his shoulder and launching himself into the corner. The discarded sheet and bandages flew away from him, scattering, with some landing on Evika's lap. "I thought you said you were going to help!" "Did that hurt?" Evika asked, a sole cream-colored hand coming up to cover her mouth. Flabbergasted, Kieran glared back at Evika, his shoulder throbbing even harder from the sudden movement. "Of course that hurt! You clawed at a bleeding injury!" "Then let me lick it," Evika responded smoothly, though a second later she exploded into giggles. Her golden eyes exchanged a glance with Kieran's aggravated, blue violet. Evika keeled into the wall in front of her, staring down it at Kieran with teary eyes. "You're such a wuss! I barely touched you and you practically shot yourself into the corner!" Kieran ruffled defensively, "Hey, in all fairness, I was expecting a healing hand. Not for someone to dig her claws into my skin and then get off on it!" "Alright, I'm sorry. Really, I'm sorry, Kieran." After Evika finally calmed down, she propped herself off the wall and gestured towards the wolf's still sheltered shoulder. "But honestly, if I lick it, the endorphins will make it feel better. Then you can roll over on it all you want until morning comes and Lykia can finally get rid of the damn thing, and I can get some sleep." "At the risk of me becoming a sex slave? I think I'd rather just toss and turn all night," Kieran scoffed, pushing away from the corner and standing up. Evika hopped up with him, blocking his way to the door. Her eyes narrowed in on the wolf demon, glowering at him. The busty succubus stood at his shoulder, which was pretty damn impressive for a woman. She pointed to him eccentrically when Kieran regarded her with that same daunting glare from earlier. "You bastard! This is the first act of kindness I've ever shown the male population, and you flat out refuse me? Do you know how many prickless bandits would kill to be in your position right now -on my _good _side? I'm fucking offended that you'd think I'm trying to fumble fuck you into sexual servitude! You're a bigger idiot than I thought you were! Bastard! Moron! Son of a bitch! You're so clueless!" Evika began hurling curse after curse at the wolf as she fumed in place. Her fists pummeled the innocent air around her in her fit of anger. The huffing succubus began to pace back and forth, vehemently belting off insult after insult at anything that had a bulge in its pants. Kieran watched the explosions go off behind Evika's eyes, awestruck that she could make this much of a fuss on such little sleep. When she began stomping across the floor, Kieran began to wonder at how thick the walls in this inn were. He decided he'd better stop the raging man hater before she cursed him with impotency. Approaching the succubus with as much caution as a bullfighter would a raging bovine, Kieran reached out and snatched her wrist from the air. He gave an apologetic smile when Evika locked her blazing eyes on him. "Calm down, Evika. You'll wake the entire inn if you keep that up. I'll accept your 'treatment,' so long as it doesn't leave me a mindless sex addict." Evika jerked her wrist away from Kieran, but the fire in her eyes puckered down to a kindling blaze. "Geez, have a little faith. Of course I would tone it down a bit. It's not like I'd even use a male sex slave." Her chest was still heaving from her gargantuan outburst moments before, but Kieran was pleased to see that she wasn't homicidal anymore. "Alright," she began sternly, her hands finding purchase on her full hips. "Sit back down against the wall and get comfortable. You'll probably feel an intense burn to begin with, but it should go away." Once again, Kieran followed Evika's flippant advice. He settled down on the forgotten futon with his back firmly against the wall; somehow it had gotten even colder since he'd torn away from it. He watched Evika drop to her knees at his side gracefully, in a single, fluid motion. When Evika extended her hands forward, he had expected to feel their gentle weight on his shoulder. However, when a sudden pressure fell on his thigh, just above his knee, Kieran couldn't help but tense. Evika coaxed his leg into an extended position, looking up at him with a smirk both in her eyes and on her lips. "Really, I'm not going to suck out your soul!" Evika assured, "Besides, those things sit on the thighs for a lifetime and I'm trying to watch my figure." Her teasing succeeded in loosening up the cautious wolf, though it didn't really distract from another weight settling on him. This one was deliciously warm, and much softer than her hands. Evika's knees lightly squeezed Kieran's thigh, one knee pinched between his closed legs. She began to bump the trapped knee against Kieran's thighs, which only succeeded in setting the wolf even more on edge. "Honestly! Stop acting like a virgin and spread 'em!" Obvious impatience laced Evika's scold. "Pardon me, sir. But I'd like to know why you're trying to get me to open my legs?" Kieran asked through a nervously twitching smile. "Ugh." Evika huffed and scrubbed at her eyes. "I can't get at the wound from any other angle. Believe me, I wouldn't Hop on Pop if I didn't have to." Obediently, Kieran produced a gap wide enough for Evika's knee to nestle in comfortably. He even gave her a little wiggle room. The succubus placed both of her minute hands on either of Kieran's shoulders and drew herself up on her knees. She hovered over his wounded shoulder, golden eyes waging war of the tattered and rusty-colored flesh before her. Her brows stitched together in concentration and her tongue rolled around in her mouth, bulging out her pale cheeks. The peripheral of Kieran's vision stalked Evika's movements. He faintly wondered how trying it was to water down succubus spit enough for commercial use without risk of becoming a sex addict. With her tongue, Evika was deteriorating chemical bonds, hiking up enzyme percentages here, lowering them there -performing a delicate balancing act of DNA to either enslave Kieran for all time, or alleviate an inconvenient pain. Hell, he didn't even know what her tongue was doing, or if it even mattered to the process of toning down the potent serum. What he did know was that he didn't want to disturb her, or whatever was going on in her mouth. A few minutes rolled over them with Evika's bulging cheeks determining chemical ratios detrimental to his future. Finally, the succubus slanted towards Kieran's shoulder, her pink tongue slipping unerringly from between her lips. The probing appendage drew tiny rings of fire around his wound. Every nerve, either directly or indirectly coming into contact with Evika's tongue, was wrapped up in an intense, but painless, warmth. Kieran slumped into the wall; he tilted his head away from the succubus tending his wounds. She'd warned him of fire and brimstone. He'd steeled himself for an uncomfortable tingle in the least, and licking flames in the worst. Evika had failed to mention that this would feel...entirely pleasurable. Not even Lykia's deep tissue massages had ever succeeded in relaxing Kieran so profoundly. Evika's tongue had delved into the wound, passed the tattered layers of flesh. The wonderful fire settled in so deep, melting into magma; his bones sighed in pleasure. A thick haze settled over Kieran. Internally, his rational mind was shrieking out to him. _Hurry! Push her away! You're slipping! Get her off of you! _Though, nothing of logic breached the brain goo that melted over Kieran's ears. Externally, the dazed wolf had inched a hand -he didn't know which one- down the small of Evika's back, causing the surprised succubus to detach her wonderful mouth from his wound. The magma trickled down to an inconstant dribble of hot wax. Kieran gave a half blissful, half despaired sigh. "You're lucky you stopped me, Kieran!" Evika's surprised murmur drew Kieran's attention. His head lolled towards her, eyes still burning. In her shocked state, Evika abandoned the scold she had sitting on her tongue. His hand idled on her back. She reached out and touched the wound, which glistened with her saliva. "That was way too potent, even for you." "It still hurts," the wolf slurred when he felt only the vaguest of awareness in his wound. He wanted that feverish fire back. The hand that rested against Evika's back pulled her towards him. Idly so as to revel in her shiver, his claws ghosted up her spine to tangle in midnight blue locks and force her closer to his wound. "Kieran!" Evika gasped, her hands landing against the wolf's chest and futilely trying to disentangle herself from him. A small panic tickled at the back of Evika's mind. She was fearful that she'd poisoned Kieran on aphrodisiacs. However, logic combated the panic by taking note of how forceful Kieran was. Had she completely drugged him, then he'd be hanging on her every whim and pleasure. He certainly wouldn't be so forward. Her relief was fleeting as another hand wrapped around her waist, locking her into Kieran's broad chest. Her cheek rested against his bronzed neck where a hyperactive pulse beat out her mistake, over and over, in the most sinister rhythm she'd ever heard. Kieran growled after a moment of Evika's disobedient stillness. His hand fisting her hair tighter. A small squeak slipped through her lips. Kieran pulled her head away from his shoulder and glowered through a filmy haze at the stubborn succubus. "Lick it again." The rasp in his voice was enough to justify Evika pursing her lips in protest. If she gave him any more, he'd be lost. "Evika," he growled. This time she shut her eyes. She felt the hand at her waist clamp down on her hip. "You said that you wanted to help me, right? Lick it again." She felt, rather than heard, Kieran growl. A rumble of angry thunder echoed through her body where she touched his. Her disobedience was grating on a thin stretch of nerves, and if she continued in this way, she'd completely break through. Kieran gave her one last chance to comply. "_Evika._" The succubus turned her head away from the puff of anger at her ear and began to squirm against the wolf demon. Another, more threatening growl traveled through Kieran to Evika. The hand that had been rooted in her hair slipped down her cheek and gripped her jaw, attempting to force it open. When that failed, Kieran surged forward, taking Evika to the floor beneath him. The rough impact knocked the wind out of her. She glowered up to Kieran -furious gold clashing with hazy blue. Kieran's hands gripped Evika's wrists securely before she could even comprehend he'd moved above her. Evika continued to glare boldly and fearlessly at Kieran, as if she'd dealt with her fair share of rabid animals. She considered attacking him, dispatching all her strength to beat him more senseless than he already was. Kieran certainly was weak in this situation; he was currently injured. But everyone responded differently to the saliva. What was to keep him from attacking some other girl if she was to escape? Evika resolved that if given the opportunity, she would knock him unconscious and lock him up until morning when the effects of the saliva waned. A small smile shot unadulterated horror down Evika's spine as it knit across her attacker's face. It was the smile of a man who'd just uncovered a sinful secret. Well, fuck. Where was her golden opportunity when she needed it most? "Either mouth will do, right?" Evika was tempted to open her mouth and bite his nose off, but her body overcame the urge and remained dormant, almost unresponsive. But she was calculating, her eyes studied Kieran's every motion. Fear didn't exist in Evika, not in this moment. Golden opportunity, where were you? As Kieran wedged his knee between her thighs, Evika was left to wonder whether she should just knee him in the crotch and run. Fuck the other girls; who's to say they wouldn't mind getting molested by this smoking hot beast? '_Look for an opening. He'll need to use his hands eventually..'_ Evika's stare wavered momentarily when Kieran successfully broke through her barrier. His knee sat right against her womanhood, territory untrodden by men. There was a hitch in her breath and a squeak in her throat as something warm cozied against her and began grinding. Evika slit her eyes to peek up at Kieran, who stared down at her half mast. This was her last chance. He wanted her to give in, to open her mouth and bring the fire with her tongue again. She couldn't infect him further. Her lips drew in a thin line of resignation, but ceased their quivering. They didn't part. Kieran growled and ground his knee into Evika with more zeal than before. His mind was becoming a barren wasteland of instinct. A small part of him, though muffled through the fog, tried to convince him to let the succubus go before he crossed a line they could never rebound from. Unfortunately, Evika's sublime reaction to his ministrations effectively quelled that nagging little voice, and in result, weakened her chances of escape. The thin fabric of her shorts did nothing to lessen the blow against her womanhood. Evika thrashed under Kieran, to attempt to dismount him from her, or so she argued internally. She'd moved a mountain before, but now it resisted her. Kieran withdrew his knee and replaced it by her hip while one of his hands rested against her shoulder, the other pinning her hip in place. With her hands now free, Evika shot them forward. Her fists connected solidly with Kieran's shoulders and she thrust upward with all her strength. Kieran budged perhaps an inch and settled on her even harder. "I can't see why you're fighting; you chose to do it this way. We wouldn't have to do this if you weren't so stubborn, Ev. I'm giving you one last chance. I'm still coherent." His voice was gravely, villainous, completely not coherent. Kieran's comment solidified Evika's resolve. Her resolute silence was interpreted correctly that she had yet to concede. Kieran sighed as if their current situation were troublesome for him. Evika wanted to slap him. She definitely would later. Kieran slid his hand along the waistband of Evika's shorts, slipping his finger beneath the fabric and inciting a gasp out of the succubus. Yep, he's fucking dead. Her lips quickly set in a stubborn line again. Given her nature, it wasn't surprising that there was nothing beneath to protect Evika's quivering sex from Kieran's searching fingers. She had to bite down on her tongue to distract herself from crying out. Rough, calloused, and entirely un-Yuki like fingers ghosted over the lips to Evika's sex. A single finger pushed passed and brushed against her nub. Evika finally found use of her hands as the inside of her palm became a pin cushion for her fangs. A soft sigh fluttered down to her from Kieran. That sigh was echoed by Evika when a second finger began to rhythmically grind against her sensitive nub. She clamped her knees together, trapping the probing fingers and halting their exploration. Her slightly dazed eyes drifted open to meet Kieran's. "You're crying." He was probably right, too. He leaned over her, his body pushing her knees to her chest and loosening her resistance, and forced his lips over hers. With the new position, it was awkward for their lips to remain firmly connected. Evika took the advantage and ripped her head away from Kieran's, her lips still tightly pursed. Kieran chuckled above her and licked his lips, reveling in what little poison he received. "That was your last chance. We'll do it this way now," he drawled. Two fingers pinched Evika's nub between them and began to roll it. Evika hissed at the assault and tried to wiggle away from Kieran, but the hand positioned at her shoulder kept her pinioned. She was trapped. Despite her greatest efforts, Evika began to succumb to her nature. Her hips surged with stiff energy that centralized on her assaulted clit. After a particularly rough stroke, she shuddered, eyes sliding shut. A soft, measured moan slipped from her mouth. Kieran smirked and leaned against Evika's stocking-clad knees to push them further apart. He met little resistance, but it was resistance nonetheless. The indomitable succubus had yet to concede. But Kieran was not one to give up so easily, especially when all rational thought had ceased to exist in his mind. He began working her faster, harder. His fingers inched lower, his palm coming to grind against Evika's clit, causing her to grudgingly buck up. When the first finger entered Evika, she mewled and almost forgot that she was supposed to be fending Kieran off. Then there were two fingers inside her, stroking and rubbing her quivering walls. Evika's hands flew to the hand that held her shoulder, gripping Kieran's wrist blindly. Now three and Evika was fighting desperate moans. If Kieran had been a gentle nymph, Evika would have no issue maintaining her composure, even during orgasm. But he was a demon; a rough, attractive, surprisingly skilled demon. The stimulation of a man was too much, she was becoming poisoned herself. She cursed her nature. Her hips bucked shamelessly, the pressure that centralized in her clit moved southward, its agonizingly slow journey made Evika want to cry. She had never been teased so viciously before. Evika's face was flushed with a vibrant shade of pink from ear to ear, her plump lips trembled and tried to withhold her moans, and her eyes were so heavily lidded they appeared closed. Kieran would have assumed they were was it not for the hint of molten gold that glared up at him. Glittering tears slipped from Evika's lusty eyes. Her expression was lovely. A tug in his lower body alerted him to the firming erection in his pants. His fingers were growing damp, and they began to burn in the most delicious way. As Evika continued to writhe in miserable agony and humiliation on the floor beneath him, the ache in Kieran's cock grew nearly unbearable. He imagined his cock replacing his thrusting fingers -encased in searing warmth, burning from base to tip, hugged by silken walls that quivered and shuddered around him as he thrust mercilessly into Evika's gushing pussy. He imagined her arching against him, pleading that he stop and crying in frustration if he did. He saw her throw her head back, mewling and thrashing as she came, this time pleading that Kieran cum inside her, that he burn her insides with his seed. Kieran's erection throbbed painfully and his eyes flashed dangerously. Kieran removed his fingers from Evika's sex, a muffled whimper her only response. He brought his wet fingers to his mouth, carefully licking them clean and growing harder at Evika's vibrant blush as she watched him. The fire that roared to life in his body strengthened his desire for the succubus lying beneath him. His hands gripped her skin-tight shorts and ripped them from her body. He left the black stockings adorning her legs. Call it a fetish, if you would. Evika gasped and moved to run away, but Kieran effectively ended her opposition by none-too-gently flipping her onto her stomach. The lust-consumed wolf grabbed her hips and dragged them towards him when she tried to crawl away. He rested one hand on her back and pushed her upper body into the floor. Evika continued to struggle and thrash beneath Kieran, though the new position put her at a large disadvantage. Kieran began to grind against Evika's exposed bottom, releasing a groan at the friction against his swelled erection. Evika whimpered in response, finally understanding the full extent of what lengths Kieran was willing to go to for her honey. She felt his bulge press into her bottom firmly, the hand that rested on her hip slipped away. She felt the material of his pants slide over her skin, lower and lower until all she felt was warm flesh in its absence. '_Oh gods. No!' _Evika thrashed on the floor, trying to pull her hips away from Kieran's now-bare flesh. His hand was at her hips again, locking her in position. She felt like sobbing when something unbearably hot and firm pressed against her entrance. Her pussy did as well, dripping invitingly for its guest. "Y-you bastard! Kieran, wait!" she whimpered when he began to push against her. "Please...st-Ah!..Stop! K-Kieran, I can't-!" "I tried to show you mercy in the beginning," he husked. "You should have accepted it." Kieran cast over her, laying his chest over her back and puffing hot air into her ear. His hands traveled from her hips, over her waist, to cup her clothed breasts. She turned away from his mouth and continued to plead for his mercy. Kieran rejected her pleas and slowly pushed inside her welcoming sex. "_Yes_," he hissed as he entered her. His cock was scorched, enveloped by nothing but mind numbing pleasure and intense heat. Her walls tightly sheathed him; her pussy seemingly molded solely for his throbbing member to violate over and over again. She pulsed, sucking him further inside, subconsciously wanting him to kiss her womb. Evika shuddered underneath him. Regardless of his dry entrance, her body hungrily accepted his girth, eager to be stretched to its limits by its first cock. Kieran's length filled her until no inch of her pussy was left virginal. Kieran nuzzled Evika's neck and she turned her head until her cheek pressed against his and their eyes were level. Kieran's eyes were nearly black with lust, so dark, _intense_. "Please..." she whispered breathlessly. She didn't know if she was asking him to stop or to move anymore. There was no going back now, and even the little, nagging voice within Kieran's mind agreed that they would fuck Evika into the wooden floor. Kieran drew away from Evika's neck and hovered over her, he pulled her hips back roughly against his, reveling in her soft mewls. He slid from her warmth until only his pulsing tip remained inside her, then he surged forward, sheathing himself once more. Evika cried out and pushed back against him. Instinct overtook him and Kieran mercilessly thrust himself into Evika's quivering pussy. Again and again and again. "Ah! Mmm, uh! Yes! K-Kieran!" Evika rocked against him; her nails dug into the wooden floor and she threw her head back. Unintelligible syllables spilled from her lips. As Kieran surged into her, Evika could only guess at his length. Ten inches, she felt every inch, around ten inches. Her pussy could barely contain his girth, which stretched her to her limits at his base. When Kieran was fully sheathed, she felt that her throbbing entrance would be ripped apart. She both dreaded and craved every thrust and the pain it brought. "S-so good!" she whimpered, thrusting back against Kieran. "Nn, _Evika,_" Kieran hissed, fisting his hand in her hair and dragging her towards him. Her arms wound around his neck and her still-clothed back pressed into his bare chest. With the new position, Evika grew even tighter around his cock. The agonizing pressure from before had returned, and with every thrust, Kieran made it press down upon Evika harder. Stiff energy gathered in Evika's sex. In all her sexual encounters, she had never encountered anything so intense. She wanted to cry, scream, and explode, but most of all, she wanted Kieran's dick impaled in her, over and over. "Please, ah! Mm! M-more!" Evika moaned shamelessly. Her hips spasmed in preorgasmic bliss. "Fuck me harder!" Evika's pleading made Kieran's erection throb. He threw her to the ground again and flipped her onto her back. Evika whimpered at the ill-treatment, secretly loving being dominated. She placed her hands above her head and spread her stocking-clad legs wide for Kieran, inviting him into her body again. Kieran grabbed her thighs and entered her, his cock was slick with her honey and slid easily inside. Both gave an appreciative moan at the warmth that flooded them. Kieran's thrusts were deep, frenzied, and wild. Evika was breathless and could hardly keep up. Her hands gripped and tugged at his hair, she held on for dear life as Kieran had his vicious way with her. Her entire body was being wracked by powerful thrusts, and the corset confining her breasts was suffocating her. Evika thrashed beneath Kieran, moaning and screaming his name, and he loved every second of it. He had never been this hard in his life. Thick beads of her honey dribbled down his length as he continuously violated her wet cavern. Evika was gasping and panting, her expression becoming the personification of sex itself. Kieran's lusty eyes roamed her sweaty body, resting on the offensive sight of her confined breasts. Carelessly, he ripped the corset from her chest. Evika moaned appreciatively. Her large breasts bounced in time with his thrusts. Kieran watched their hypnotic dance, incessantly changing pace and watching them do the same. "S-stop teasing me! Ahn!" At Evika's desperate plea, Kieran latched on to one of her breasts and resumed his monstrous ravaging. "K-Kieran! Hah! Kieran!" Evika nearly screamed, she was close. The pressure was at its peak. Oh gods, she wanted it _now! _"J-just ah! little mooore!" Kieran felt Evika's walls clamp down on him, trying to pull him even further into her body. His impressive stamina proved true and he continued his onslaught of Evika's body. His peak was far off yet. He released Evika's breast with a "pop" and crashed their chests together. His panting was hot against her ear, Evika nearly came it felt so good. "I'm not even close. You're going to be screaming my name all night, baby," Kieran purred into her ear. "Kieran! _Yes! Yes! Yes!_"The pressure in Evika's pussy exploded, her eyes snapped shut and her hands scrambled for purchase on Kieran's sweaty back. Her entire lower body was burning, scorching, exploding -every nerve had its own climax. Evika's orgasm was so intense that her vision speared itself -becoming fuzzy. When she came to, Kieran was still thrusting into her oversensitive body. His hair was tousled and clung to his sweaty face, his fierce smirk nearly drove her over the edge again. Evika noticed crimson drops of blood cascading from the wound on his shoulder, dripping onto her lean stomach. Her foggy mind told her to mention it, but then Kieran thrust into her again and pleasure swept through her body. Kieran fucked her until the first rays of morning trickled in through the window. Evika lost count of how many times he'd driven her to orgasm; her mind had become completely lax and desired only the pleasure Kieran was bringing her. He surged into her one last time, growling against her ear as he came inside her. Evika sighed in bliss as her walls were coated in his milk. Both were panting and exhausted. Evika could scarcely feel anything below her waist and her breasts ached, but she'd never been more satisfied. Kieran's wound had completely ripped open, she could still feel its warmth dribbling over her in a morbidly soothing way. When she finally opened her golden eyes, she was met with a carefree smile and clear violet-blue eyes. Evika didn't have the strength to push Kieran away from her and call him a rapist, and he didn't seem to have the strength to feel ashamed or embarrassed for what he had done. They only exchanged glances for a while, trying to regain their wits and comprehend the situation. After a moment, Kieran broke their silence, that satisfied smile still on his face. "Mutual suicide?" Evika smiled in return. "Mutual suicide." * * * Just for those who happen upon this story strictly by chance and have no previous knowledge of my convoluted RP characters, here's the low down: Evika - A succubus princess who deplores all men save her older brother, Daisuke. Whenever she sees a beautiful woman, she pursues her listlessly. Cute girls are her Achilles' heel. She's currently pursuing a young elven maiden named Yuki. Lord Daisuke - An incubus lord with a frosty demeanor and horrific past. He never employs his seduction on women and has a considerably low sex drive for an incubus. However, a young half demoness by the name of Lykia has caught his eye. Kiara - [Only mentioned by name] A flirtatious succubus that sleeps with anything that moves. She's Lord Daisuke and Evika's younger sister. Yuki - An elven maiden who was recently separated from her master. She's been traveling with the pleasure demon trio for sometime. Evika actively pursues her, but she has her eyes on Itzke. Kieran - A sarcastic and cheerful wolf demon that leads a vagabond lifestyle. He travels with Lykia and regards her as a sister. For many years, his past has been a mystery to him due to forced amnesia. But only recently has he discovered the horror of his childhood, resulting in a nasty wound to his shoulder. He's also taken a shine to Ruli. Lykia - A half dog demoness who travels with Kieran. She specializes in healing techniques, but can be incredibly vicious when the situation calls for it. She's caught the eye of the incubus Lord Daisuke. Ruli - A strong-hearted woman who has just been reunited with her father and discovered her demonic lineage. She and Kieran have grown exceptionally close. She's taken great care in treating his wounds. Itzke - A panther demon that claims to be a water god. He often gropes Evika and is heinously flirtatious. He finds Yuki particularly interesting. End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga Lemonaide! Lemonaide! All around Lemonaide! Lemonaide! All Around! By: Chib-chan (Lord Fluffy Worshiper) and Tomoe-chan (Yukishiro Tomoe-chan) Author's Note: New story with two new characters! Yay! (cheers) Anyway, the new characters are: Kori, and Sutoshi Hasegawa! Okay! Time for bios: Kori: He's 14, he's an Inu Youkai, (Dog demon), he is small/short, very kind, smart, adorable, petite, quiet, shy until you get to know him, average strength, gives off an "I need to be looked after" vibe, loyal to his loved ones, handsome, a bit down to earth on some level, very very very devoted, plus once he deciedes he loves someone he loves them even if they don't love him back and would do anything for them, although he can doubt himself sometimes and may act a bit selfish(he says). He has short silver hair and red eyes! Sutoshi: He's 14 1/2. He's human, (I acctually didn't put the japanese word...wow) He's talkative, handsome, strong with a slight build, mean only to those he dislikes, protective but not overprotective, hates to see a loved one cry, wrapped around his love's finger. Dark blue-voilet eyes and his hair is deep night sky blue. Okay, now... we shall start the story! ... OH! WAIT! Before we forget! They are both BISEXUAL! So this story MAY (most likely WILL) contain a HIGH LEVEL OF YAOI! So we warn, and SCARS of ANY kind you may recieve, its NOT OUR FAULT! We aren't responsible for ANY LIFE CHANGING EVENTS that may occur to you or anyone you are reading this to! Now, on with the story! _At lemonaide stand_ Bob: ((he's the lemonaide salesman)) Come getcher ice cold lemonaide! 75 cents! Only 75 cents! Sutoshi: (walks up) I'll take one lemonaide. Bob: Alrighty! (takes a cup and fills it with lemonaide and hands it to Sutoshi) Thats 75 cents. Sutoshi: (digs on pockets... pulls out two quarters and a dime) Oh that sucks... I only have 60 cents... bummer... I really wanted some lemonaide... (sigh) Sorry... I don't have enough... Kori: ...You need 15 more cents right? Sutoshi: Uh... (looks at stranger) Yeah... I do... Kori: Okay how about I make up the rest...I'll buy us both lemonaide...in a way. I have a dollar and two lemonaides cost One fifty. So we'll split the cost almost...Is that okay? Sutoshi: ... Um, Sure! That would work out. Alright! Lemonaide! Bob: So, two then? Kori: Yes please. (gives him his dollar) Sutoshi: (hands over fifty cents) Bob: Alrighty. (takes the money and puts it in his box/casher/thing then takes a second cup fills it with lemonaide and hands the two cups to them) Sutoshi: Thanks! (takes his glass and gulps about 1/3 of it down right then and there) Lemonaide! That sure hits the spot! Kori: (just smiles and sips on his lemonaide)... Sutoshi: So, hey, My name's Sutoshi Hasegawa! What's yours? Oh yeah, thanks for helping pay for my lemonaide! See, I was helping my dad mow the lawn, and of course its really hot, so I came here for some lemonaide...oh...wait... I still haven't stopped to let you talk... I'm just walking here rambling... I've asked you a question and didn't stop to listen to your answer... ack... there I go again... okay! I'll shut up now... (shuts his mouth) Kori: (laughs slightly) OH I don't mind...I'm not much of a talker really...But I'm Kori. I just went for a little walk when I happened to see you...so I helped out. It was nothing really. (drinks some of his lemonaide) Sutoshi: (drinks another third of his glass) (makes a fuuny face) Man! They always make this stuff sour. Now, my mom, she made some sweet lemonaide, I mean you could never really tell if she used actual lemons! Thats how sweet it is! I love mom's lemonaide, Oh! There was this one time Mom made lemonaide and dad accidentally knocked it over and the neighbor's dog licked some of it off the ground and the dog wouldn't stop running around for a complete ten minutes! It was so funny! Dad tripped over the dog when he was trying to catch it, and fell into the pool, and then he accidentaly pulled mom in when she tried to help him out... oh... I'm rambling again! I just met you, and all... Ack... Kori: Heehee...It's fine really I don't mind listening...I told you I don't talk much so I just listen... Chibi: Kori! There you are, I was looking for you! You said you'd be right back then I couldn't find you anywhere...(teary eyed) I'd be heart-broken if I lost you! Sutoshi: Oh, whose this? Kori: This is my Mother, Chibi Kuro Neko. Uh, mom this is Sutoshi. We met at the Lemonaide Stand... Chibi: (looking cute) Rweally? Sutoshi: Yes, ma'am. I'm Sutoshi Hasegawa! It's nice to meet you, Chibi-san! Chibi: It's nice to meet you too, Sutoshi-chan! But Ko-pon I was worried! You were gone so long ((so long7 minutes)) I was tempted to have your father come look for you and your brother and Tomoe and everyone else! Kori: I was only gone around 7 minutes mom...(sweat drop) Tomoe: (bounds over) Ko-pon! Its been sooooooo long! (glomps) I missed and worried about you! You shouldn't take so long. Me and Chibi-chan are to young to get worry lines! Kori: (is now being a little embarassed) ...sorry (small blush) Tomoe: Aww... He said sorry! (cuddles) Sutoshi: ... (has slightly backed from the group when Tomoe had bounded over) Chibi: ...Anything wrong Sutoshi-chan? (pats Kori's head) Sutoshi: Oh, no. Nothing! She (points to Tomoe) reminds me of a friend of my dads, she's always bounding over and hugging him. Tomoe: Aww... I remind someone of somebody! Kori: I really can't ...breathe...(ish being choked) Tomoe: Ah! No! Kori-chan's gonna DIE! By suffocation! Noo! Must save him! Chibi! (glomps her friend) Chibi: (ish glomped) ! MY poor baby! Quick he needs CPR! Kori: (Is released) (gaspes) I'm fine now, mom...other mom... Chibi: (frets and crys) Waaahhhhh my baby's gonna die! Tomoe: (frets and cries also) WAHHH! Poor Kori-chan! Kori: Um...really I'm fine now... Tomoe: Chibi! We must get Sesshy and Yoko! They'll... Sutoshi: Uh... ladies... he's fine... He's okay... Chibi: Sutoshi! He can give Kori CPR! Please save him! (crys) Kori: (has given up)... Yoko: ...Oh please tell me their not doing it again... Sesshomaru: (sigh) Yep. Another one of their stupid antics... I guess we should help Kori and his friend out... Yoko: I supose...(goes over to them, followed by Sesshomaru) Chibi: (still crying) Wahhhhh Kori-chan! Tomoe: (also crying) Sesshomaru: (sets hands on Chibi's shoulders) Chi-pon... Calm down. Kori is okay. Look. He's just fine and dandy. Chibi: (stops crying and sniffles) Really? Ko-pon's okay? Sesshomaru: Yes. Take a look for yourself... (turns Chibi to where she can see Kori) Tomoe: (still crying) Yoko: (goes up to Tomoe) Now now...Kori's just fine To-pon...Here look. (turns her to see Kori, alive and well) Chibi: KORI! (hugs, not tightly) Wahhhh! Kori: ... Sutoshi: ... (has been lost in what was going on) Tomoe: Ko-pon! Yay! Your alive! (hugs) Yoko: (Shakes his head) Kori: yes mothers... Sutoshi: Mother...s... and who are the fuzzy people...? ... Kori: The uh...silver haired man with golden eyes...((Both Yoko and Sesshomaru have silver hair and golden eyes)) Never mind...The one with Chibi has no tail and a fluffy thing on his shoulder is Sesshomaru...my uh father...(?) and the other one with a tail and Ears is Yoko...It's a very long long long long long story... Yoko: So, Kori, whose your new friend? Kori: uh, he's Sutoshi...I met him at the Lemonaide Stand. Sesshomaru: Hm...Really...I guess ya can make friends in really weird places... Chibi: Un-huh! (happy and clinging to Sesshomaru) Galire: Hey mom! (runs up to Chibi and Kori) Hey Little Brother...huh? Whose's your friend? Kori: (sighs) Sutoshi, I met him at the Lemonaide Stand... Sutoshi: So... We have... Tomoe, Chibi, Sesshomaru, and Yoko-san, and judging by what he called you, he is your older brother... Yokoshino: (also comes running over) Galire! Mum! Momma! Poppa! Pops! Whats the deal running off? Oh hey! Ya found Kori! Whose the new friend lil bro? Kori: I'm tired of repeating myself...but, He is Sutoshi, I met him at the lemonaide stand. Yokoshino: So now you taking intrest in lemonaide boys, huh, Kori? Kori: (face turns bright red) NO! That's mean Yokoshino! (blushing like mad) I'm not completely like you...(glare) Yokoshino: (smirk) You're Bluuuuushhhinnnnnngggg! Aww... How sweet. Ko-pon's got a boyfriend! Kori: ...Pervert...I'm not like you...**(not that different tho)** Galire: Yeah it is kinda mean, Yoshi-pon...They just met and all ...Noone but us could have a relationship that fast...((Kanou and Nuriko)) Yokoshino: No no no, You got that wrong Galire. He's a boy! Only exception in our family is the squirt, Emi-chan. So, obviously, since he is our YOUNGER brother, he would take after the older siblings. So, of course he would be able to start a relationship right when he meets someone. Not to mention, he's gone after a guy. Wow! (pats Kori's back) Way ta go bro. (whispers in his ear) You sure did get a cute one. Sutoshi: ... (twitch) ... Nice... Family... **(I guess)** Kori: (blushing badly from Yokoshino's remark) ...Thanks... Wait! What? Galire: (pats Kori's head) I really love Kanou in all but I really do have to say, he is rather kinda cute...(cocks head) Ack! Don't tell that to Kanou! I don't want him upset with me! Oh and Yokoshino! Remember you can look but no touching, you promised Nuriko! Yokoshino: Yeah yeah! I remember! (sigh) Anyway! Why would I touch him? He is my wittle baby brudder's boy. Wouldn't want to steal him away now would I? That would be mean. (evil smirk) Kori: He's not my boyfriend! Now stop it! (that undrescrible red that can get no redder is the color of his face in a bright blush) Galire: (giggles) This is so cute! I never thought all of us would have a conversation like this! All of us brothers! Talking about something we all share in commmon! Kori: I'm not like you two...so go away!... Yokoshino: (wraps an arm around Kori's shoulder) Now now, don't be mean. Galire and I are just trying to tighten our brotherly bond with you! Kori: ...You...you are...so ...freakin' concieted! Sutoshi: ... You guys... Okay! I know whats going on... and you shouldn't be mean to your younger brother... Yokoshino: Do you really know? Sutoshi: Yes. Yokoshino: Really? Really? You know exactly whats going on? Sutoshi: Not exactly, but I know whats going on. Yokoshino: So you know that (goes into really fast pace) ihavealifeoutsideofnurikowhichisn'treallyalifeexceptotherpeoplewouldcountitasalifeeventhoughbetweenmyselfandmybrainitisn'treallyalifebutitcanbecountedasalifeeventhoughitsnotalife? (slows down to normal) Did ya get all that? Sutoshi: No... could you repeat that in a slower pace? Yokoshino; Hello! No. Do you know how much air I have to use to say that? You say it again if you want to hear it. Sutoshi: ... **(I don't even know what he said... but I have noticed he is now picking on me...crap...)** Kori: Don't pick on Sutoshi, Yokoshino! It's not nice to pick on people you don't even know... Galire: Aw...that's cute! Sticking up for him, it's so adorable! Yokoshino: Now, what gave you the idea I was picking on Sutoshi? Why would I do that? Come on, you give me the impression I'm mean. When have I EVER done such a terrible thing as to TEASE a friend of my lil bro? I'm hurt. Kori: You tease me all the time and I don't have friends for you to tease...and why would you do something like that?...Because. You are a Concieted Bisexual Hornball...what more do you need?...(smirks) Yokoshino: (dramatic pose) No! My little brother can call me such things! It hurts me deeply! Sutoshi: ... (small voice) conceited? Bi? Hornball? (cocks head to side) Kori: Yes...Yokoshino my oldest brother is concited, Bi, and is a hornball...for reasons you don't wanna know...Galire is my second oldest brother, and mom just loves him...somewhat like the baby of the family...and still hasn't managed to score with his boyfriend... (flat eyes) Sutoshi: OH...Okay... Yokoshino: (draps his arm around Kori again) So, little bro, (whispers) How far you think you'll get? Kori: ...(leans his head down and shoulders shake)... Sutoshi: Ah! Kori! What! Hey! Don't cry! Ah! (sorta gets mad) Now, Yokoshino! You should be ashamed! You made your little brother cry! Thats terribly mean! Let him go and leave him alone! Yokoshino: Oh, wow! The boyfriend speaks up for his mate! Kori: (breaks loose from Yokoshino and runs into the park's garden and hides in the hedge maze, crying)... Yokoshino: Huh. So he finally snapped... There goes my fun... Ah well, its time I should get back to my Nuri-chan! (walks off towards home) Sutoshi: Ah! Kori! (runs after him) Galire: Yoshi-pon...I think you took that a bit far...you made Ko-pon cry...**(I'll only tell Nuri-chan about Kori crying...Yoshi won't get so mad then...)**...(gets to the house and tells Nuriko about what Yokoshino did) Kori: (Crying in a dead-end inside the hedge maze) Sutoshi: (wandering around) ... Where did he disappear to...? (turns a corner and sees Kori) Oh! There you are! Kori: (Lifts his head from his knees (his knees were pulled up to his chest with his arms wrapped around them and his head on his knees crying) and sees Sutoshi) Ah...(tears streaming from his eyes) Sutoshi: Ah! Please don't cry... (sits beside him and rests an arm around Kori's shoulders) You shouldn't cry... Kori: I...I...I'm...I'm sorry ...(tries to stop crying, but can't) I...I...Just ca-ca-an't...(crys more) s-sorry... Sutoshi: (hugs Kori) It's okay. You can go ahead and cry if you want... Kori: (crys into Sutoshi's chest)...th-tha-thanky-you... Sutoshi: (pats his head) It's okay. It's Okay. Kori: (hiccups a few times and sobs once or twice more then calms down and stops crying and just sits there) **(this...kinda feels nice... Oddly...but it does...Sutoshi's so nice...)** Sutoshi: There. Feeling better? (still hugging Kori) Kori: (rubs his eyes, still in the embrace) Uh-huh...(slight blush) Sutoshi: Ya know... If there is anything you want to talk about, you can talk to me. Yeah, I do run my mouth, but there are only certain things I ramble about. Many things I know, I don't talk about... (still hasn't broken the hug) Kori: ...My brothers are both...well one is Bi and the other is gay...and my sister too she has a boyfriend...I guess they all think I'll have a boyfriend too...but what they did today was very rude to you and ...well it just wasn't very nice! They shouldn't have done it!...uh...(sitting in the embrace with a small blush not making eye contact) Sutoshi: What did your brother Yokoshino say that made you cry and run off like that? Kori: ...he asked me something and it was really rude... Sutoshi: What was that question he asked? But... you don't have to tell me... (smiles and chuckles) I'm asking questions again... dad always told me it was better not to ask a lot... Kori: Uh...uh...(blushes brighter) He asked me how far did I think I'll get?...Sorry... Sutoshi: ...Well... That was rude of him... Besides... I'm sure that you could get farther with me than him any day. (small blush) Kori: (major blush) Ah...uh...Thanks I guess...**(Is that a compliment? Oh wow he's blushing...)** (has looked up at Sutoshi from His (Sutoshi's) chest) Sutoshi: (smiles and looks at him with his dark blue-violet eyes and then...Kisses Kori) Kori: (blushes badly) ...! (he doesn't fight the kiss but sinks into it) Sutoshi: (breaks the kiss) So... eh heh heh... Yeah... Kori: ...ummmm...(bashfully)...er...uh...ummers... Sutoshi: ... (blushes and lets Kori go and turns his back to Kori) Um... Yeah... sorry about... that... it... just... happened... i guess... um... I don't... er... Kori: ...(sneaks around to the front of Sutoshi) What's wrong? Am I that bad of a kisser? (blush) Sutoshi: Ah! No... No... (blushing really badly now) N-now... if I... w-were to say anything...a-a-about the kiss... I-i-i-i-I acctually thought it was... kinda... nice... (still blushing badly and is looking at the ground) Kori: (peeks his head under Sutoshi's) Good...(kisses him and wrapping his arms around his neck) Sutoshi: (wraps his arms around Kori's waist and embraces Kori warmly and kisses him in return) Kori: (keeps kissing him then presses closer to him)(blushes slightly) Sutoshi: (wraps his arms tighter as Kori presses closer) (also blushing) Kori: (lets out a small moan as Sutoshi's arms get tighter) Nuriko: Gal-pon said Ko-pon came around here somewhere...(sees Kori and Sutoshi making out--found them because of Kori's moan) K-kori! (mouth hanging open at the sight) Sutoshi: (breaks kiss suddenly releasing Kori) Gah! (face all red) Kori: Nur-nuriko! (face also red)(on ground startled Sutoshi dropped him like that) Wha! When? How? Who! How long ...what did you see?...(totally embarassed) Sutoshi: Ah! OMG! Kori! I'm so sorry! (quickly helps Kori up) I'm really really sorry! I was just startled and... I'm so sorry! Kori: It's okay I'm fine...but how long have you been there Noriko? Noriko: Long enough to see ...uh...you get dropped and the very very last few seconds of the kiss...(smiles his pretty girly smile looking as femine as ever) Sutoshi: ...(still madly blushing) Yokoshino: NURI-CHAN! Hey! You left me behind! (glomps Nuri-pon) Nuriko: ...Yes I know...**(I did it on purpose...since you upset him in the first place)** Be nice now Yoshi-pon... Kori: (stiffens) Yokoshino...**(ya big jerk!)**... Sutoshi: (leans over to whisper in Kori's ear) Don't worry. I won't let him be mean. Kori: (unstiffens a little) ...Nuriko...why is Yokoshino and yourself here? Nuriko: Galire said you had gotten upset and you were crying and you had a new friend or something...Galire asked me to come check on you...So how ya feeling? Kori: (glares at Yokoshino) ...(feeling Sutoshi standing by him) I feel a bit better now... Sutoshi: **(Thats an understatment, but I don't mind!)** Nuriko: Well would you feel up to coming home now? We're all a bit worried...(smile) Yokoshino: (sly smirk) (ish standing behind Nuriko) **(Wow, I wonder what they were doing out here ALONE for so long...)** Kori: (sees the look on Yokoshino's face) Pervert! (glares) Yokoshino: Now, what did I do to deserve being called that? I haven't done anything... (whispers) As of yet... Kori: 1. I know you will do something and 2. the look you had...I could tell you were thinking pervertidly...and you're also a natural pervert...(flat stare) Yokoshino: (glomps Nuriko) Nuri-pon, Kori's being mean! I haven't said anything! I did like you said, I was nice! Nuriko: ...(sigh) You are right...no name calling without hard evidence okay...(sweat drop) Kori: (has this story in his hand reading it like a script) See...(points to were Yokoshino said those things in his head and stuff) see he's planning something and he also thought me and Sutoshi did somthing... Sutoshi: ... (checks his watch) OMG! Its that late already! My dads gonna belt me for sure! Not just once or twice for being late! With how late I am, I'll get at least 5 maybe 8 belts! ... Yokoshino: Belt? As in physically harm you? Kori: That's horrible! Maybe If I explained why you were late! He'd let you off...! Sutoshi: No... he'll most likely either get his rocksalt gun or throw rocks or something... My dad is very strict... if you show up... I'll just get it worse when you leave, my dad doesn't like me to have friends... Nuriko: ...(speechless)...(mouth is open) Yokoshino: (pounces on Nuriko and kisses him) Kori: **(...Horn ball...)**...This is hardly the time, Yokoshino... Nuriko: (has a mouth full) Yokoshino: (breaks kiss) Hey, I can't help it that I can't resist my wonderful Nuri-pon! Sutoshi: Uh... I should be going... Kori: I'm going with you whether you like it or not...and if your father prociedes to lay a hand on either of us...(low growling sound in his throat and his red eyes narrowed) Sutoshi: No... You shouldn't come... I don't want you to get hurt... Kori: Oh it's not me you should worry about it's your dad IF he tries to hurt one of us... Sutoshi: (sad look and looks at ground) But... you see... I don't care if I get hurt... just so long as I know I can live with maybe some happiness... (looks up at them smiling) I should be off now... the longer I wait the more belts I earn... bye. (starts to walk off to the exit of the park) Kori: (whimpers and runs and grabs his hand with sad eyes and won't let go no matter what) I'm going...(nibbles Sutoshi's ear) I'll protect you...promise... Sutoshi: (blushes slightly) You don't understand... I don't want you hurt, and I don't want my dad hurt... I could careless if I got hurt... Kori: Okay then I won't hurt him...I'll only...scare him a bit...sober him up...and YOU'RE the one who doesn't understand. I'll be fine it's you you need to worry about...(still has his hand and walking) Sutoshi: (stops) Please. I can live with ten or less belts. I can see you tomorrow maybe and life will be normal... as normal as it can possibly be. Please... (kisses him lightly) I can live. I've lasted 14 1/2 years minus 4 years... I don't think tonight will be any different... Kori: (whimpers again and this time nibbles Sutoshi's lower lip) To get you away from me now they'd have to melt you or kill me and I won't let that happen...I'm a whole lot stronger than you think...my father's blood is in my viens...little guns and rocks won't be enough to hurt me...and the longer we stand here the more trouble your in so let's get going... Sutoshi: (sighs) Alright... but please! Don't come inside the gate unless dad pulls the rocksalt guns... I don't care about the belt... I just am not up for picking rocksalt out of my butt... which rocksalt is about the size of either shards of glass to the size of pebbles... okay? Kori: I promise (kisses his lips) no coming in unless guns...got it...and if he does don't scream please...(nibbles Sutoshi's neck a little now) Sutoshi: (chuckles) Alright. No screaming... and you have seem to taken a liking to nibbling on me... why? (starts walking holding Kori's hand) Kori: (whimpers) I'm a little nervous...I nibble or chew things when I get nervous or entergetic like this... Sutoshi: Okay. Now remember, only come in if he pulls the gun, don't worry about the belt, don't even watch... I don't want you to cry... Kori: (clear hard eyes) I won't cry and I will watch. I don't wanna miss a second of it, just in case... Sutoshi: No. I don't want you to watch, and I'm afraid you might cry... My dads rather brutal... and if he pulls the gun I'll yell your name. Okay? Kori: ...(snorts and whines) No, but I'll do it only because you asked...(licks his face--a very little lick on the cheek) Sutoshi: (wipes his cheek using his free hand and chuckles) Alright... (turns a corner and arrives at a trailer house) Here's my home... wait here... Kori: Ah! (grabs him quickly and plants a firm kiss on his lips) I'm here... Sutoshi: (smiles) Alright. I'll call if I need help... (runs towards the door as it opens) Dad... I'm home... Tomoki: Where the hell have you been? (is holding a beer in one hand, and a belt in the other) Sutoshi: Sorry dad... I was caught up with some people... Tomoki: Didn't I tell you NOT to mess with others! You are NOT suited to mingle with public you...SATANIC THING! (smacks the belt at Sutoshi) through the beating Tomoki: You can sleep outside tonight, you little bastard... (slams door, locks it) Sutoshi: (curled up into a tight ball with welts... on verge of tears but not acctually crying) Kori: (whimpering and whining loudly) Can I come in, can I come in? (whispers whining and pawing at the chain-link fence) Sutoshi: (in a slightly hoarse voice) Yeah... come on in Kori... Kori: (bounds over fence without even touching it) Sutoshi! (lands next to him then begins licking his wounds) You didn't scream not once... You're very brave...and you're not Satanic...or a thing... if anything I'm the Satanic Thing...(wraps his arms protectively over him still licking his wounds) Sutoshi: Kori... please stop licking me... and you, out of all the people I've met in my life even, though I didn't meet many, you are the least evil. (embraces Kori) Dad means well... but he's just ashamed that I like both guys and girls... I guess... Kori: ...My parents aren't ashamed of me...(makes purring sound) And if you don't clean your wounds they could get infected...I'll sleep here with you...tonight... Sutoshi: Don't worry about my wounds... I'll clean them when the pain goes away... Anyway, you should be getting home to your family... I can see you tomorrow. Besides, I'm sure they're all worried about you... Kori: My mother once said "Home is where the heart is" and if that's true then your my home...because you have my heart...(whimpers and nuzzels him) besides it's okay Nuriko will cover for me... **(I hope)** Sutoshi: (starts to cry) Kori... you are the first person to say anything like that to me... my dad and other family, even neighbors hate me, and ridicule me just because I'm bi... Even with that fact, I just can't seem to bring myself to hate my dad or anyone... Kori: Oh don't cry...(wipes tears away with his sleeve) Even though I won't addmit it in front of my family, brothers, I am BI and you don't know how different you and I really are...I should be the one ridiculed and beaten if anything...but my family loves what and who I am...Maybe you can come live with me! Nuriko and Kanou and Hiei aren't family only boyfriends...so I should have someone for me too! Please come live with me...I'll take you home, my home, right now! Mom won't mind neither will father! Sutoshi: You said you were different... How different? Kori: Very different...You're just human right? Sutoshi: Yes, but... aren't you? Kori: ...No...no human blood what-so-ever...(low sad voice) Sutoshi: Well then. Thats a surprise... but... none-the-less. I don't care what you are. Kori: ...Are you so sure...? Because what your dad called you is exactly what I am...An evil thing...or so they say... Sutoshi: You can't possibly be evil, and you aren't a thing either. You are a person. You have a soul, and you have a heart. Kori: (backs away from him and sits like an obientant dog) I'm...a full blooded DEMON...Dog is my race plus whatever my mother is thrown into it...(looking ashamed) Sutoshi: (stands even though his face shows it hurts to do so) Like I said. I. Don't. Care. I like you for you and thats what should matter. Kori: (whimpers when he stood, cause he knew it hurt) Then come home with me...? (still looking ashamed) Sutoshi: Alright. I'll go to your home. We better hurry cause dad will relize I'm still out here and come back out... (walks to Kori, wincing with every step, kneels and kisses Kori) Kori: (whines in pleasure) You didn't have to walk I could've come got you... Sutoshi: It's okay. If I keep moving the pain won't stiffen my muscles... Kori: (helps him up) But if it hurts you shouldn't move! (whimpers again) (holds him up) Sutoshi: Remember what I said earlier, before we got to my home, I said I didn't care if I was hurt. This pain is nothing compared to how it used to be, or if he had used the rocksalt. Kori: It may not hurt you much, but it pains me to see you like this... Sutoshi: Please don't bother about me... (uses his least injured hand to turn Kori's face towards him to look at his eyes) Don't bother, I'll live. I know I'll live because you're with me. (continues to look at Kori's red eyes with his dark blue-violet eyes) Kori: (can't say anything but) ...I...(blushes) I love you (closes eyes quickly and looks away) **(yeah! I said it!)** Sutoshi: Please... don't look away... Kori: (turns back bashfully blushing)...(makes eye contact) Sutoshi: I love you too. (kisses Kori) Kori: ...(kisses back)...(nibbles Sutoshi's lower lip) Sutoshi: Come on, before my dad comes back out... we should hurry as fast as we can, and don't worry about my injuries. Kori: Okay but I will be very careful...(goes about 5 steps) Tomoki: (slams door open) Hey! You! Where do you think you are going with that thing! (holding a rocksalt gun) Kori: Huh? Who? Me?...Uh...I'm abuducting him to take back to my castle and rape him (said in a clueless manner)...Why do you ask? (happily said) Tomoki: What the hell? Why would you want a satanic thing like that little bastard? Sutoshi: (leans down and whispers in Kori's ear) Just get out of here, he doesn't like leaving his yard no matter what. Kori: Get out of here!...Got it! (Kori's eyes glow blood red and he now has fangs and very sharp claws. He grows very big, One and a half stories tall, big. Large fangs dripping with acidic saliva, and large and silver white with red eyes and no special markings except for his feet, they had red clouds around them and very sharp claws. Atop is back was Sutoshi, riding) Sutoshi: ...Whoa... big surprise! But I'm still not taking back what I said ealier... Kori: ((gaint dog form)) (slowly nods his head) Sutoshi: Alright, you can scare him, but not to bad, then get out of here. We shouldn't linger to long... Kori: ((Gaint dog form)) (glares at Tomoki and growls, sending sprays of acidic saliva everywhere) Tomoki: ... (stares at the giant dog in fear then runs inside) Sutoshi: Lets get out of here, if we don't we'll be over run by twenty or so guns full with rocksalt. Kori: ((Gaint dog form)) (Snorts) (turns casually and leaps into the air and flys away gracefully almost hitting a couple of trees) Sutoshi: Whoa buddy... trees there... Kori: ((Gaint dog form)) (lands on ground and turns back into a Human form of Kori) ((HUMAN form)) Ah! (collaspes to his knees to the ground exhausted)... Sutoshi: Ah! Kori! Are you okay? (kneels beside him putting an arm around Kori's shoulders) Maybe you shouldn't have done that... (looks really worried) Kori: (panting) No...that was an equal workout as if I had run all the way with about...100 extra pounds, oh ran by foot...Don't worry 'bout me, I'll be fine. How 'bout you? You okay? Sutoshi: I'm fine. Fine and dandy. We should rest... how much farther is your home? Kori: (looks around) Two blocks away from here! Wow we came really close! (smiles but is still very tired) Sutoshi: Alright. I'll help, come on. (puts one of Kori's arms around his shoulders) Come on. Kori: (Ish is being helped) Thankyou... Sutoshi: You don't have to thank me. (smiles) Kori: Wait till mom sees...she'll be exstatic...dad I don't know he really isn't 'emotional' and Galire should be happy...I guess...I wonder what Emi-chan would think?...and Yokoshino...err...Nuriko will really be happy... walking up to the front door Tomoe & Chibi: KO-POOOOOOOOONNNNNN! (both glomp Kori) Sutoshi: (knocked off to the side) ... Yokoshino: (walks out) Well look what the cat draged in! Chibi: (throws random object hitting Yokoshino) Don't diss cats! That's some of what I am! (sticks her tongue out...notices Sutoshi) Ah! We have a guest! (goes up to him and sees his wounds, mother instinct kicks in!) OMG! You're hurt, Sesshomaru! Yoko! ANYONE! HELP! Sesshomaru: (runs out looking distressed) WHAT? Chibi? What is it? Chibi: (teary eyed) Poor poor Sutoshi! He's really hurt, he needs HELP! Sesshomaru: Wounds? Fine, get Yoko... he's the expert with herbs and healing stuff... (walks back inside) Enya: (comes screeching out of the house and runs into Kori) ONII-CHAN! (glomped Kori) Tomoe: (still hugging Kori) Kori: c-can't...b-br-breathe...(almost faints) Yoko: (comes out quickly with herbs) So where's Sutoshi?... Chibi: (points to dumbfonded person standing with lots of wounds) There...(sobs) I don't want him to die! (crys) Yoko: He's not going to die Chibi-chan...He'll be alright, so stop crying okay? Chibi: Really? (asked cutely) Yoko: Yes really...(begins examining him and his wounds) Kori: (watching Yoko examining Sutoshi)...(blushing as Sutoshi's shirt comes off) ! (still being choked) Tomoe: YOKO! (sits beside Yoko petting Yoko's tail) Enya: (drops Kori as Hiei jolts by) HIEI! Where are you goin? Hiei: For a walk... Enya: I'm coming too! (catches up with Hiei and walks with him... at a respectable distace from him) Hiei: **(she's actually respecting my personal space...Am I dreaming?)** Tomoe: (still happily petting Yoko's tail as he works) Sutoshi: ... (blushing since he could feel Kori's gaze on him) Kori: (staring intently and blushing from Yoko stripping Sutoshi) **(...Sutoshi really does have a good body wow! How'd he keep himself that well at such a dump?...)** Sutoshi: ... You're stripping me in your front yard... oooookkkaaaayyyy, Tomoe: (still amused by petting Yoko's tail) Yokoshino: (walked back inside) Chibi: Sutoshi...is that a problem?...Shuichi S. and Eiri Yuki didn't really have a problem with being in the front yard when they... No that was Yokoshino and Nuriko! Haha silly me Shu-chan and Yuki-san did it in the backyard or was it on the porch...? Sutoshi: ...THEY WHAT? (flails and wriggles) ((he's only in his pants btw)) Tomoe: Yuki and Shu-chan just kissed on the porch Chibi! Now, Yokoshino and Nuriko DID almost do that in the front yard, but they didn't because they decided to go to the park! Chibi: Well Yuki and Shu did something hot enough to give Hiroshi-kun a bad nose bleed...and Yoshi-pon and Nuri-chan were alone and only heard bout it from rumors...meow Yoko: Stop moving or I'll never get this ointment on! (grabs one of his arms) Sutoshi: Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow OW! That hurt! (jerks arm away) OWWY! That hurt worse! (starts flailing again) Kori!!! Sutoshi! (runs to him) You okay? You want me to put the medicine on for you? (big worried eyes) Sutoshi: As long as you don't grab me... I MAY be able to move, that DOESN'T mean I don't feel the pain when PREASSURE is applied! Kori: (nodds head vigorously) I'll do it gently...(begins to softly put medicine on Sutoshi's wounds) Sutoshi: (acctually sits still) Tomoe: (climbs on Yoko's back and pets his ears) Yoko: What am I? A jungle gym? (is being climbed on) Chibi: I want Sesshomaru...(walks back inside and goes off to find him quickly) ((spoiled much?)) Tomoe: Well Yo-pon, you're so tall, and I'm so short I can't reach your ears unless your sitting down, so I have no choice but to climb on you! Sutoshi: **(Well he is gentler than that other person... but that still doesn't erase the fact of I'm half naked in their front yard...)** Kori: ...I'm done with your arms and back...you seem to be upset wanna go inside? Maybe you'll be more comfy?... Sutoshi: Wha? Inside? ... Tomoe: (yawn) Yo-pon! Let's go inside! Yoko: Okay! Piggy back ride? Tomoe: Yay! (giggles) I love you Yo-pon! Yoko: I love you too. (carries her inside) Kori: Yeah, inside as in, in the house. My room, a room, something like that...Come on you'll like it. (offers a hand to him) Sutoshi: ... Well... I've... I've never... really... (small really quiet very small voice) been in a house before... (looking at the ground) Kori: (plops down infront of Sutoshi) It's just like being in a big box. It's warm and safe...and it has even more box places for lots of things! My room's the best box because I have a big soft fluffy bed, momma gave it to me! For a present! (giggles) You'll love it! come on! (jumps up waiting for Sutoshi) (smiles) Sutoshi: Well... Alright! (hops up wobbling due to the whelts on his legs) Let's go. Kori: (helps Sutoshi into the house and up to Kori's room) My room! Go ahead and sit on my bed! It's really soft...and I'll put medicine on your chest and legs next if that's okay... Sutoshi: ... (sits on bed and sinks in about an inch or two or three) Um... I think your beds eating me... (still sinking in to the fluffyness of the bed) Kori: Oh, hehe...(jumps on the other side of the bed and crawls over to him pulling him out of his squishy whole) haha It won't eat you. But it's nice and soft huh...? Sutoshi: Oh... okay... ... (looks at the bed warily) I think I got it now... Kori: So want me to put the rest of the medicine on now? or wait? Sutoshi: Now would be best, if I wait any longer I don't think I'll be able to move in the morning... Kori: Okay...unfortuanatly you'll have to remove your pants...I'll wash all your clothes and in the mean time you can borrow something of Galire's maybe or mine...hmmm... Sutoshi: As long as its big and easy to move in I'm good... Kori: One of Galire's shirts and mom can find a pair of undershorts and pants/shorts for you to wear...(blush) Alright I'll start with your chest, K? Tell me if it stings alright?...(begins again to put the medicine on him) Sutoshi: (sits there nice and quiet while he works) _Downstairs in the living area_ Sesshomaru: (reading to Chibi) Tomoe: (playing with Yoko's hair) Yokoshino: (sitting on the couch watching tv) Kanou: (working on a jiggsaw puzzle) Galire: (laying in Kanou's lap, while he build's his puzzles) Yoko: **(oh god...the fortune teller was right about pink ribbions and barettes...)** (letting Tomoe play with his hair) Chibi: (Is being read to by Sesshomaru)...(smilesmilesmile) Nuriko: (cooking something and not burning it!) Hiei: (still walking/run/jogging/racing with Enya) Enya: ((Dito what he's doing)) _back upstairs_ Sutoshi: (still sitting there not resisting anything) Kori: ...You okay...you're not talkative like you were...(blush) Done with your chest now...now your um...legs... Sutoshi: Oh, well, there's nothing really to talk about... um... (blush) ... Kori:...I..you...yeah...your gonna need to (deeper blush) remove your pants... Sutoshi: Um... Yeah... I guessed... (deeper blush)...um...um... Kori: ...(blush) Sorry...but, yeah... ...how are we gonna do this?...(more blushing) Sutoshi: I... don't...know...(still blushing)... Kori: How bout I turn around you undress and hide under the covers...then...well that might not work... Sutoshi: Well, if I'm under the covers... how can you get to my legs? How about... you turn around, I'll undress, and use the cover to cover the only part that needs to be covered...? Kori: (blushing and nodding) Okay...(turns around) Sutoshi: (udresses quickly and covers up his special parts) O-okay... Kori: ...(turns back around) (sees Sutoshi in a bed sheet)...! ...(turns back around and covers his nose)... Sutoshi: Maybe an adult male should do this... Kori: ...**(NO! I don't want anyone else to put the medicine on him...is that selfish?)** ...N-n-no I'll be okay...Last time Yoko hurt you...but...Sesshomaru, Galire, and Yokoshino would be no help and Nuriko...Is busy cooking...and Mom and momma are busy too...Hiei and Enya are gone also...Am I being selfish? Sutoshi: ... (blush) Well, its better to get is over sooner rather than later... Kori: **(Does that mean I'm selfish?...)** Okay...(puts medcine on his leg wounds) (is a little down hearted) Sutoshi: And... about your question... I don't think your being selfish... (blush) Kori: Really? (blushing with a small smile) Sutoshi: Really. (blushing but smiling as well) Kori: Almost done! (happy) Sutoshi: Okay... After all medicine is put on Kori: (wipes his hands) All the medicine's been put on! You'll feel good as new in no time! I'll go get my mom to help find you some clothes...(goes to get up off the bed and slips on some bed sheets and falls face first onto Sutoshi, the only thing separating them was a bed sheet and Kori's clothes) Ah! (major blush) Sutoshi: Gah...! (major MAJOR blush) Kori: I think...oh well I give up I'm too sleepy Sutoshi: You think what? Kori: ...I don't know...tho I'm really tired...(falls asleep)ZzZzZzZzZz Sutoshi: ... (blush) Okay... (whispers) I guess I'll have to borrow some of his clothes... now... to get him off me so I can get the clothes... Kori: (clings to Sutoshi's arm unknowingly) Sutoshi: ... This is gonna be hard... (looks around... spots a pillow...) Okay... (tries to reach for the pillow but moves Kori a little so he stops) Oh... I don't wanna wake him... Kori: (mummbles a little when he was moved and clings more) Sutoshi: Okay...(sighs) I guess... I'm screwed... (just lies there... waiting for something to happen so he can get some clothes) Kori: Su...(mummbles and cuddles to Sutoshi) Sutoshi: (smiles) He's so cute and sweet when he's asleep... now I just gotta keep the bedsheet between us... Kori: (sleeps all cuddled up for a long while then groans and turns over letting go of Sutoshi's arm and pulling the sheet just a bit) Su...i... Sutoshi: (smiles and climbs off the bed going to the dresser and finding himself some clothes then crawling back onto the bed and lying down staring at the ceiling) Kori: (curled up in the middle of the bed wrapped in a blanket, looking adorable)...(mummbles something)...to...i.. Sutoshi: (looks over at Kori) He's so cute... I'm just gonna hug him! (turns over and wraps his arms around Kori and pulling him close) Kori: (is pulled close so he buries his face into Sutoshi's chest) ...mmm...Suto...sh... Sutoshi: Hm? Did he just start to...say my...name? (smiles) (whispers) Sweet Dreams, Kori-kun. Kori: (mummbles again)...Suto...shi...(and cuddles even closser) Sutoshi: Good night Kori... (falls asleep) _downstairs_ Tomoe: Hey! Where's Kori and Sutoshi? (has put Yoko's hair in a funky design that only she could come up with using ribbons, barettes, and ponytail holders) Yoko: (mortified)...don't know. Sesshomaru: (snickering) Yoko: (glares) Sesshomaru: (shrugs it off) Chibi: I wish Sesshomaru would let me play with his hair! I'd braid it and make it all wavy...(dreamy sigh) Sesshomaru: (shivers)...no I like my hair the way it is... Galire: I think Kori was putting on that medicine for Sutoshi...(goes up to Kori's room and knocks on the door) ...(no answer)... (knocks again)...(still no answer) ** (Well just a tiny peek into his room...)** (Floats through the door and peeks into Kori's room) Ah! wow oh cute...(giggles after seeing both of them curled up together) (floats out and goes back down stairs) Tomoe: (rumaging through closet pulls out MOMMIJI and a KYONKOYN HAT!) Woohoo! The hats! (puts the kyonkyon hat on) Here Chibi! It's Momiji! HEY! Now I have pointy ears like Yo-pon! Chibi: ooOOOooOOOooOOOoOOOoOo Mommiji (squeals and puts hat on) Awwww now I'm even cuter! I'm a bunny! SQUEE! Tomoe: (pounces on Yoko) Lookie Lookie! I have ears now too! Yay! Yoko: ...Yeah cute...(cuddles and kisses) Sesshomaru: Like you could, or need, to be cuter...(chuckle) Nuriko: Yoshi-pon come here for a minute! Tomoe: (giggles and returns the kiss) Yokoshino: Yeah sure! Be right there Nuri-pon! (walks over) Nuriko: Hey hey! I cooked something good! Beef stew! I was practicing all day and Chibi and Enya helped me a little! Wanna try some? Promise it'll be good! Yokoshino: Alright! I'll taste it! Nuriko: Yay! (fixes him a bowl) Yokoshino: (tastes it) Its wonderful, but it could be a little better! But I love it all the same! Nuriko: Really! I did good? (all light up) Yokoshino: Yeah! _upstairs_ Sutoshi: (mumbles and rolls over... rolling off the bed) Whoa! (jumps up startled) Oh... I just fell off the bed thats all... (yawn) Kori: ...(mummbles as he sits up and wipes his eyes) Suto...shi?...? (Looks around) ! Ah! My bed really did eat him! (begins to cry in the middle of the fluffy bed) Sutoshiiiiiiii... Sutoshi: Eh? (hears Kori crying) Ah! He's crying! (jumps onto the bed emidiatly wrapping his arms around Kori) Don't cry! Please don't cry... Kori: Sutoshi! I thought my bed had eaten you! I fell asleep near you, I think, and then you were like GONE! (sniffles) Sutoshi: It's okay Kori! I'm here. (embraces Kori warmly) I won't ever leave you of my own free-will. Kori: And I won't let anyone take you against your own free-will... so don't (hic) do that again (small sob) Sutoshi: I'm sorry... I just fell off the bed... Kori: (nodds) I'm still a little sleepy...(yawn) Guess I did use lots of energy doing that uh...transforming ...hmmm...(rubs eyes) Sutoshi: Go ahead and go back to sleep Kori. Kori: Uh-huh...(lays down and cuddles fluffy covers and blankets) Good night...Sutoshi...mm... Sutoshi: Yeah, good night Kori. (lies down and cuddles up close to Kori) Kori: ((hours after his nap))...(wakes up in Sutoshi's arms and smiles)...Sutoshi...? (very softly kisses and nibbles his lower lip) ? Sutoshi: (mumbles and curls into a slight ball) Kori: (still in his arms almost getting squished) Eh... Sutoshi: (nuzzels his face into the pillow rubbing it against the soft fabric) Kori: Wanna sleep more? (cuddling closer) Sutoshi: (mumbles and sleepily opens one eye) Kori: (looking at him and smiles) You don't have to get up...Sorry I woke you. Sutoshi: (shakes his head) (hoarsely) Nah. I should get up anyway... Kori: (looks at a clock) It's noon...(stomach growls) Eh...? (small blush) I guess I'm hungry... Sutoshi: (smiles and chuckles) Yeah. I'm hungry too. (coughs to clear his throat) So, shall we go find something to eat? (his voice normal now) Kori: Yes (crawling off the bed) I'll need to change first then I'll take you to the kitchen and we can find something to eat. Whatever you want! Sutoshi: 'Kay. (slowly sits up groaning because his wounds from last night ached) Kori: (looks back at him worriedly as he gets changed quickly) Sutoshi: (sees that Kori was worried and smiles) It's okay. No need to worry. I've had worse injuries than this and still lived. (does the 'heh' thing most all anime characters do) Kori: But still...(climbs over on the bed to Sutoshi) I worry about things... especially about people I care about. I'll get you something for pain too. Sutoshi: (pats Kori's head) Don't worry. I'm fine. (kisses his forehead) There's no need for the pain killers, they'll just make me sleepy. Kori: So, you look nice when you sleep. (purrs at the kiss) Sutoshi: (smiles) I'm fine. Don't worry about it. There's no need. (uses somewhat of a tone that shows its final and he won't take anymore of an argument) Kori: ...(sighs) okay fine...but I'm making you something to eat anyways. (nuzzels his neck) Sutoshi: (smiles) Alright. So, let's get some food. (climbs out of the bed and groans as he stands straight and wobbles a bit then gets his balance) Kori: (lets out a silent 'ah' and jumps off the bed stabalizing Sutoshi) Sutoshi: It's okay. I'm fine. I can do this. (slowly, wincing once in awhile, walks to the door) Kori: (follows him attentivly, whimpering when he winced) Okay...(lie) (They get down stairs and into the kitchen and Kori leads him to the fridge) Do you like scrambled eggs? Pancakes? Waffels? Bacon? Sausage? Fried eggs? Anything you name it! (smiles) Sutoshi: ...hm...well... I'm not really used to having those kinds of food for breakfast... cereal is fine... (winces as he sits down in a chair) Kori: (will have a mental break down because of Sutoshi and his 'I don't need pain killers') But I **_want _**to make you something! (said firmly) Sutoshi: All right... make me something, I really don't care what... Kori: But...(sadly) I wanted you to choose...I wanna get to know you better. Know lots about you. What you like to eat, do, how you act, everything... Sutoshi: Okay... Well, I did once get a meal of pancakes, sausage, and eggs... I thought it tasted pretty good... If it isn't too much trouble I'll take that... Kori: (nodds head happily) I love cooking! But don't tell Yokoshino! Mom, Chibi, says I'm the best cook in the house. Even better than her, which is saying a lot! (begins getting all the ingredients) I'll make it all from scratch, it's better that way. Sutoshi: (smiles) Okay. I look foreward to tasting your cooking. Kori: (smiles and begins to happily cook for Sutoshi, bubbling with happiness) Hiei: (walks into the kitchen with an empty cup)...Hey, Kori...who's that? (opens fridge and gets out the tea, pouring some into his cup) Kori: Sutoshi, I met him yesterday... Hiei: This is another YokoshinoXNuriko or GalireXKanou thing isn't it or Enya and me...huh? Ya meet 'em and then like stick with 'em the whole story and such... Well good luck, I hope you two can get farther than poor Galire and Kanou...(leaves kitchen saying those words) Kori: (blush...) Sutoshi: Is every one like Galire and Kanou, who ever they are, and Yokoshino or something? Kori: ...no I don't think so... Sutoshi: (shrugs) Whatever you say...Kori-kun. Kori: (giggles) okay! (goes back to cooking) After the food is made Kori: Eat up! (serves him what he wanted: pancakes, sausage and eggs) (smiles) Sutoshi: (tastes the food) Mmmmm! This IS really good! Kori: Yay! I'm glad you like it! (eats some for himself, he made himself some food too) I was afraid I made the eggs too done...heh. Sutoshi: I don't really mind they taste fine to me. Kori: I'm really glad...(smiles as he eats) Yokoshino: (comes into the kitchen and sees them eating) Well lookie here it's the two love birds! Kori: (blushes badly) Go Away! (turns his face away) Yokoshino: Now was that nice, lil bro? Kori: Just go AWAY! (forcefully) Sutoshi: (glares at Yokoshino) Just do us all a favor and leave us alone! Yokoshino: (ignores Sutoshi and Kori) (chuckles) I don't see why you hide it, bro. You should be proud that your like the family. Kori: (glares at Yokoshino with stern look)...(mummbles under his breathe then contiues eating) Yokoshino: (walks over to Kori leans over him) Watcha eating? (grabs his plate) Kori: Give it back! Nuriko: Yokoshino! (walks in) What are you doing? Yokoshino: (hides the plate behind his back) Nothing... Kori: He stole my breakfast! and is picking on me **AGAIN**! Yokoshino: No I'm not! He's just trying to get me in trouble! Sutoshi: Kori is actually the one telling the truth... Kori: (glares at Yokoshino) Nuriko: Didn't I tell you to be nice to him! Stop it now or _else_... Yokoshino: (sets plate back on table) I didn't touch it...(walks over to the fridge) Nuriko: ...Thankyou Yoshi-pon...(hugs and kisses him) Kori: (checks his plate then sits back down)...sorry Sutoshi...(in little voice) Sutoshi: It's okay. Nuriko: Now be nice...(leaves to go get dressed) Yokoshino: (walks behind Kori pushing his face foward...a little too far because his face goes into his plate) oops did I do that...sorry (smirks, walks out) Kori: (pulls his face from his ruined breakfast) Damn Onii-san! (grumbles and begins to clean his face) Sutoshi: (slides his plate towards Kori) Here you can have mine... Kori: (stares at it for a moment) Let's share it? Sutoshi: We don't have to share it... Kori: But it's your breakfast...I can always eat later...Oh I have a question! It seems kinda odd though...coming out of the blue like this... Sutoshi: Ask away! Kori: Well...(small blush) how do, or did, you keep in such great shape living with your dad? Ah...sorry it's kinda rude...but I noticed it yesterday... Sutoshi: Ah...well...it's not rude or anything but I stayed in shape because I snuck into the house whenever dad wasn't home and worked out on dad's work out machine's and sometimes fought back against him. Kori: Wow...You're so brave Sutoshi! ((I think he loves him even more now)) Nuriko: (walks back into the kitchen) Kori where did this mess come from? Kori: Uh...Yokoshino pushed my face into my breakfast...then left... Nuriko: ...(twitches) Really?...(leaves and goes to find Yokoshino) Kori: ...I guess Yokoshino's so not screwed, ya know? ((na no da?)) Sutoshi: So what are we going to do today, Kori? Kori: I dunno! Hmm...we could go swimming...do you know how? Sutoshi: Yeah. Sure let's go swimming. Kori: Okay, but let's finish eating first. After they eat Kori: Alright let's head to the locker room and find you some swimming trunks. (takes Sutoshi's hand) Sutoshi: (obientantly follows Kori) Galire: Kanou! Hurry and let's get changed! (waving at Kanou) Kanou: I'm coming I'm coming! (gets changed) Galire: yay! Oh hey Kori! Hello Sutoshi. You guys going swimming too? Kori: Yeah... Sutoshi: Yeah...first we gotta find me a pair of swimming trunks... Kori: Yep...(still holding Sutoshi's hand) Galire: Cool! Well if you need to use one I haven't...The navy pair that's in my locker. Their too small...Well let's go Kanou! (grabs Kanou and runs to the pool) Sutoshi: Ya wanna see if I can use those one's Kori? Kori: Sure...(takes Sutoshi into the locker room) There's my locker, you can have the one right next to it...okay? (goes over to his locker and opens it) Sutoshi: Okay...(goes over to the locker that is now his)... Kori: (takes his shirt off) Oh that's right! (runs over to Galire's locker and pulls out the navy swimming trunks) Here ya go! (walks back over to Sutoshi and hands them to him) Sutoshi: (trys them on, they fit) They fit great! Kori: Cool...(gets himself into his swimming trunks) Sutoshi: (already had the trunks on) Let's go. Kori: Okay! (grabs Sutoshi's arm) We'll also have to put sunblock on, so we don't get burnt! ((Kori has pretty pale skin like Sesshomaru)) Sutoshi: Okay. I'll get your back and you can get mine. ((...his skin is like a natural tan...)) Kori: Okay! (smiles and goes outside with Sutoshi) Sutoshi: (follows Kori and just is there... waiting for him to be told to do something) Kori: ...What's wrong Sutoshi? You can go ahead and put sunblock on yourself for now...(points to sunblock Galire and Kanou used) Sutoshi: Alright. (takes the sunblock and gets some and rubs it over his legs and arms and chest) Kori: (does the same thing as Sutohsi, putting sunblock on) Want me to do your back now? Sutoshi: Sure. Kori: ...**((AH! Yoko's medicine didn't heal his wounds as quickly as mine...although I do have demon in me...I totally forgot...I should've thought of this earlier))** (puts sunblock gently on Sutoshi's back) You sure your up for swimming...I'm sorry I forgot about your wounds... Sutoshi: It's okay, Kori. They don't really hurt right now. Kori: But...but...(sad face with teary eyes) I forgot and it was very selfish of me and I should've thought before... Sutoshi: Kori! It's okay! Really! Kori: No it's not...(sad face) I'm sorry...(looks at his feet) Sutoshi: It's okay! Really! (jumps up and hugs Kori) Kori: (blush)...Sutoshi...(hugs back) Sutoshi: My wounds are fine. Don't worry. Kori: ...If you say so...will you do my back now?... Sutoshi: Of course! (smiles) Kori: Thankyou...(sits down for Sutoshi) Sutoshi: (takes some sunblock and begins to rub it on his back) Galire: (splashing in the pool) Kanou! Yay! (hugs Kanou) Kanou: (playfully splashes water in Galire's face and laughs) Galire!! (giggles and tackles Kanou into the water kissing him) You look so happy Kanou! Kori: (smiles) Shall we jump in too? Sutoshi: (walks to end of pool at the deep side) Here goes! (runs, Jumps, and gracefully ((not)) dives into the pool) Kori: (giggles) Here I come Sutoshi! (gets a running start and does a graceful dive into the pool going to the bottom almost then coming the surface near Sutoshi) You should work on your...uh dives...heehee...(paddles up to him and smiles) Sutoshi: I was just messing around. I can acctually dive pretty good. (dives under and grabs Kori's ankles pulling him under) Kanou: (blush) I guess... Galire: You should laugh that way more often! You looked really cute! Kori: (is pulled under, after taking a deep breathe) ! (looks at Sutoshi and pushes him deeper under the water) Sutoshi: (swims off to the side of the pool coming to the surface) Kanou: (blush) Heh heh heh... Kori: (follows him to the surface) haha...Can't hold your breath too long? (has just swam up beside him, floating on his back) Galire: (smiles and playfully splashes Kanou) hehe Kanou: Hey! (laughs and splashes him back) Sutoshi: (laughs) I am just a human, Na no da. (splashes Kori and swims really fast to the other end of the pool) Galire: (giggles and splashes back) Kori: Eee! (laughs and chases after Sutoshi, breast-stroking) You're a pretty quick swimmer...(catches him and clings to his back, pulling him back onto him) (kisses his cheek) Kanou: (laughs more and splashes Galire) Sutoshi: Eek! (ish pulled back and has his cheek kissed) Kori: Swimming is a good way to build up lung capacity and your strength... If you swim enough you work up good muscles...(floats a while with Sutoshi) Glaire: (laughs and splashes Kanou, runs a little away and splashes again) Sutoshi: Yeah... Kanou: (chases after Galire and splashes him) Galire: (laughs and they contiue to play in the water) Kori: ...(lets go of Sutoshi and goes under water and swims close to the bottom) Sutoshi: (suddenly drops into the water and comes up coughing) Kanou: (laughs and also continues to play in the water) Kori: (floats at the bottom looking up through the crystal clear water as little bubbles float up...sees Sutoshi at the surface) Out of the pool Sutoshi: (has a towel on his head, with his hair actually straight due to the water and it's plastered to his face, only thing he has on are his pants...you get the picture!) (smiles) So, what shall we do next? Kori: **(wow...)** ...(also wet with a towel drying his hair, in pants only) **(...he looks...really nice ...wet...)** (blush) Sutoshi: (smiles) You still haven't answered me... (slowly begins to dry his hair) Kori: ...Since I chose this time you can choose this time...okay...**(Waahhh! I hope I don't get a nosebleed from this...)** (blush) Sutoshi: I dunno... What is there we can do? (slides the towel onto his shoulders) Kori: Anything you want...(trys not to look at Sutoshi because he's being smexy) (more blushing) Sutoshi: Well... (tilts his head to the side)((like Mamimi when she was talking with Naota...I don't remember which episode)) I dunno... You have any ideas? Kori: ...(feels a nosebleed coming soon...maybe hopefully not) Well... uh... not really I was hoping you'd choose...What you like to do for fun? (blushing and biting his lower lip) Sutoshi: (shakes his head and water flies everywhere) Well, what I used to do for fun was just walk around the park...well, rather... memorize the way to the middle of the hedge maze there... then when Dad was gone I would sneek into the house and work out... that was pretty much all I ever did... Kori: Maybe next time me and my dad, Sesshomaru or Yoko, train together you could come too...or something... We could go to the park! I never got to the center of the hedge maze before...would you take me...uh please? (looks at him and smiles with a blush) Sutoshi: Alright! We'll we go to the hedge maze! (Stands and walks out the door droping the towel in a basket with other towels that needed washing) ((Yes, he is going to walk into public without a shirt...)) Kori: (falls onto the floor indian style and puts his hands in his lap) Gawd! He's so hott! Uhhh! (moans and covers his face with his hands) Hey Wait! Sutohsi! (jumps up and follows Sutoshi) Sutoshi: (stops and turns) C'mon Kori! (smiles) Kori: Sutoshi...You...you're not going into public without a shirt are you? Sutoshi: Yeah. It's not the first time. I don't mind. C'mon! Kori: I do! **(I don't wanna share your splendid body with anyone!)** It's...it's not proper...(**that's a lame excuse)** ...(blush) Sutoshi: Don't worry Kori. (walks over to him and takes his hand) I'm not the only one who does something like this. Come on. Before it gets to late and we get held up. Kori: ...okay...(blushing a lot) ...(holding Sutoshi's hand and walking close to him) Thankyou, Sutoshi... Sutoshi: No problem. (lightly kisses Kori's cheek) Race ya. (laughs and takes off running) Kori: Ah! (takes off after Sutoshi) (smiles) At the Hedge maze Sutoshi: (stop, panting, of course covered in sweat cause they were running) Haha! I've won. (leans against a light pole) Kori: (comes up behind Sutoshi and leans on the light pole) (pants a little bit) Tired? Wanna rest? Sutoshi: (spins around the pole to where he's in front of Kori and wraps his arms around him and lightly kisses him and let's him go and runs off into the hedge maze calling back) Come find me! If you can get to me without me having to talk you through any part, you can have anything you want! Kori: (is going to die...from happiness and impaintence) Okay...(waits a bit then goes into the maze) I'm coming, Sutoshi! (trys to get through, but fails and so now sniffs for him...) Su-to-shi(lightly hums) Sutoshi: (snickers and waits behind a small bush that was in the middle) Kori: (on all fours sniffing for Sutoshi, gets his scent, stands up, and runs in that direction...humming the Sutoshi thing) (after a lot of trial and error finds The center) Sutoshi...? (walks in, looking around) ? I'm here... Sutoshi: (sneeks up and tackles Kori from behind) Gotchya! Kori: OH! (is tackled and falls over, Sutoshi landing on top of him) I got here all by myself...(blushes majorly) Sutoshi: (kisses Kori's cheek) So, what is it you want then? (sits up and helps Kori to sit up) Kori: (kisses Sutoshi's lips) ...I dunno...**(You)** ...(after a long time of thinking) I want you...to be a little more open and act a little freer...don't wait for me to tell you to do something, asked for something...or something...You can only be so nice...(kisses him again) Sutoshi: ...(smiles) I'll try... but... is there anything else you want? That I could exchange for that request? Kori: ...mmaaaayyyybbeeee...(Super major blush)...(more blushing) I uh...yeah... Sutoshi: (leans over and whispers into Kori's ear) You can ask. I don't care what it is... ((Note... he did that smexy like...)) Kori: ...Uh...sorry about this...but ...(looks down and blushes madly and says in a very small voice) you... Sutoshi: (laughs) You don't have to say sorry, Ko-pon. (uses one hand and gently pulls Kori's face up so he's not looking down and kisses him) Kori: ...(blushing he kisses back) ...thanks for being so nice to me...(hugs him and stays there for a while) Sutoshi: (embraces Kori) You don't have to thank me. I wouldn't want to be anything but nice to you, Ko-pon. Kori: ...And that's why I'm thankful...(cuddles with Sutoshi) I really really really do love you...ya know. Sutoshi: (keeps his arms around Kori and holds him close) And I really really really love you, Ko-pon, and I always will. Forever and always, and Always forever. (nuzzles his face into the nape of Kori's neck) Kori: (giggles) and I'll love you Forever and always...and always forever...Su-pon?(ish still being held colse, so he kisses Sutoshi full on the lips very deeply...very very deeply...too deep for a 14year old...in my opinnion) Sutoshi: (returns the kiss) ((...When did they become ABLE to do such things?)) Kori: ...(after a long moment breaks the kiss so Sutoshi can breathe) ... (blush) ...! well...that was...uh...nice... Sutoshi: (chuckles) Then, why'd you stop? (kisses him again) Kori: (would say: "So you could breathe." but he kissed him again) (slips back into the kiss, pushing Sutoshi onto the ground...Kori on top...((strangely, thier getting farther than Galire and Kanou...older sibling/boyfriend))) Sutoshi: (ends up falling backwards, rolling over and putting Kori against the ground and himself on top...) ((Using this saying for no reason: Kiiiiinky Kiiinddaa!)) Kori: **(I guess...I get my wish...)** (still kissing and now on bottom, not resiting anything Sutoshi does...nothing what so ever) ((Chibi-san, his mom: I can't believe this! Since when have 14 year olds been so mature? ...(thinks about self)...okay then...I can't say anything ...I liked gay ppl then too)) Sutoshi: (...picture it...he does... anything... A-N-Y-THING! He wants...yes...hint: Yokoshino and Nuriko...) Kori: (let's Sutoshi have his way with him, and enjoys it) Afterwards... Kori; (breathless) (sits up) Ah...(blush) (smiles) Sutoshi: (is wearing his pants...he put them back on... is laying down on his back on the ground, outstrechted) ...well then... (smiles) What next? Kori: Hm...(is putting his clothes back on) Uh...(looks up in thought) hungry? We could go back home and get some food...I'm sure it's close to dinner... Sutoshi: (smiles) All right. I was thinking maybe to get a shower before dinner... Kori: There's a really big bath tub in the bathroom contected to my room...is it okay? (crawls over to Sutoshi, leaning over his face) Huh? Su-kun? (kisses him) Sutoshi: (gags) Oh no! Ko-pon! You've killed me! (pretends to faint) Kori: (screams) Ahhhh! No! (flips out) Don't die Sutoshi! (begins to cry) Sutoshi: (opens one eye then quickly moves to where he can lunge at Kori and glomps him) I'm only kidding! Ko-pon. (kisses Kori.) Kori: (ish glomped and kissed...he's stopped crying by now) Su-kun! (huggles tightly) Wahhh! That was mean! (pouts because he fell for it...but that's to be expected) Sutoshi: (smiles) Aww... I'm sorry Ko-pon! I couldn't help it... (hugs Kori) So, let's get home. Kori: (nodds) Alright...(helps Sutoshi to his feet) Let's go...(walks hand and hand with Sutoshi) at home...while Sutoshi is in the bath Yokoshino: (sitting in the living area watching tv) Kori: (waiting for Sutoshi to get out of the bath) (walking aimlessly, happens by the living room) ... Nuriko: (is still upset with Yokoshino...a little, watching tv with him) Hey Kori! Where have you been all day? You and Sutoshi just disappeared... Yokoshino: (doesn't say anything, totally ignores Kori and continues to watch tv) Kori: Yeah...(thinks what to say) We went swimming then we went to the park for a bit...to the gardens... Nuriko: So how is Sutoshi doing? Is his wounds okay? Sutoshi: (walks in, wearing a pair of jean shorts and a button up shirt,shirt not buttoned) Hey guys. (his hair is damp not wet... but it still hangs straight like, except for the ends... those are curled a little) Kori: (Googles at Sutoshi) Hey. I guess I'll go jump in the bath now! (would kiss him, but yeah Yokoshino is there...the killjoy) Nuriko: Well speak of the devil! Hello Sutoshi, how are you today? Feeling any better? Sutoshi: I'm just fine, Nuriko. Thanks for asking. How've you been? Nuriko: Good...(pokes Yokoshino) but Yoshi-pon's grumpy cause he can't be mean to Kori... Yokoshino: ... (pouts) Sutoshi: ... (smiles) Oh well. He'll figure out its better to be nice than to be mean, sooner or later. (walks back to Kori's room and lies down on the bed, accidentally dozing off and falling asleep) Kori: (takes his bath, but forgets to get clothes so he walks into his room in a towel, and sees Sutoshi sleeping) ...(smiles and gets dressed quickly) Sutoshi? (whispers and gently crawls onto his bed) ... Sutoshi: (makes no response he is in such a deep sleep using the statement that he was sleeping like a log would be an understatment...) Kori: Wow...did he get that worn out today? heh...(curls up at Sutoshi's head gently running his fingers through Sutohsi's hair) He's real cute when he sleeps... (watches Sutoshi sleep) Yokoshino: (just walks right into Kori's room without knocking) Dinner time Lil Bro...(sees Kori and Sutoshi) (triumphent smirk) Aww...lookie I knew it! So... how far did you guys get? or did you not pass first base yet? Kori: I...Fine we'll be down in a while...now leave before you wake him up! (hisses it at Yokoshino quietly) AND I don't have to tell you anything... Yokoshino: (lights up and smiles evily) ...(races down the stairs screaming) OMG! Little Kori-kun has done it! Lil Kori's become a man! He's gone all the way around and back to home base! (snickers) haha! Kori: (runs to his door blushing very super badly) SHUT UP! SHUT THE HELL UP! Sutoshi: (mummbles and sits up) What's going on? (sleepily said) Kori: Ah! I'm sorry did I wake you! I'm so sorry...(shuts his door and goes back to the bed) Sutoshi: I was asleep? When did I doze off? Kori: Uh...(face still red) sometime during me taking a bath...Oh it's dinner time... Sutoshi: (plops back onto the bed) Save my portion, I haven't had any sleep in two days... and I seem to have acumulated a major headache... I'll eat later. (lays an arm over his face) Kori: But you slept with me yesterday...the night before I dunno... I know you slept with me yesterday...how could you not have any sleep in the _last two_ days? Sutoshi: (mumbles) I didn't really sleep. I stayed up and watched you. I couldn't help it, you just seemed so innocent, I couldn't keep my eyes closed... Kori: Sutoshi! You shouldn't've done that! You should sleep and not stay up to watch me sleep! If you wanted to see me sleep then follow me on a boring day... I sleep under the big tree and stuff...(feels bad because he caused Sutoshi's headache and lack of sleep) Sutoshi: It's okay! I just need some extra sleep and I'll be good as new. Besides, you seemed so peaceful there beside me... You know I love you, I couldn't help it... Kori: ...okay I'll save you some food...just rest and stop watching me sleep...**(like he'll listen, but still...)** (quickly kisses him and leaves for the kitchen) Sutoshi: G'night Ko-pon. I love you. Kori: ...(peeks head back in) Love you too...sweet dreams...(smiles and really leaves for the kitchen...after a long pause to look at him sleeping...a very long pause) IN THE KITCHEN Yokoshino: Oh! Ko-pon! Where's Sushi-pon? (laughs) Sushi, haha... Fish... (prances and continues to say things mean about the fact that Kori and Sutoshi were 'together' as in (not so much as a hornball) him and Nuriko... or (little bit more) like Galire and Kanou) Kori: ...Yokoshino...atleast my relationship doesn't really revolve around sex and things like that...even if you love Nuriko you two do it wayyyy too much...and don't call him 'Sushi-pon' you petifile...'cause if you do anything to him it's illegal...and you could get thrown in jail or something...maybe they'll casterate you or something...(says that as he fixes him and Sutoshi their food) I wonder if Su-kun likes these?... Yokoshino: ...You're just jealous. Besides, why would **I** want an ugly bastard like Sutoshi? I wouldn't risk loosing my Nuri-pon! Not even if my life counted on it! Kori: (snap!) ! (turns around in a blink throwing a plate at Yokoshino like a throwing star) Shut up...Don't you ever talk about Sutoshi like that again... (his eyes are now red and his semi-pointed ears are really pointy now, and he has sharp claws) Yokoshino: Eeep... (shows his wings and flies up and towards the door flying outside) **(Damn... I think I just went a little to far... pops is gonna have my skin for dinner! Shit!)** Kori: (hisses through fangs) I hate you...(but remains somewhat calm...breaking the plate in his hand and then breaking the counter, both things were near his hands) (breathing heavily) Yoko: (has just walked in) Kori: (glares at Yoko) Yoko: Eh? (sees Kori and the destruction, and the glass plate sticking out of the wall) What's wrong Kori? ... Nuriko: What happened here? Kori: ...(now shaking with anger) Yokoshino... Tomoe: (comes streaking into the room and jumps ((NOT NAKED! She's not naked! She just running really really fast!)) onto Kori) Ko-pon! (squeals and huggles him, clueless of anything that happened) Kori: Errrr...(barks at Tomoe) GET OFF! **NOW! **(grips the counter breaking it more and crushing the glass in his hand, imbeding it deeper into his skin) Tomoe: (backs off quickly) Wha- what'd I do? (teary eyed, sniffle) Yokoshino: (outside) ...(flat stare) Great... I'm stuck out here... Sutoshi: (just so happens comes down stairs) What's all the- (sees Kori and his bloody hands) KORI? What the hell happened? (runs over to Kori) Yoko: (grabs Tomoe) It's okay...Yokoshino did something real bad this time and upset Kori, and I guess it was bad enough to cause him to flip out...Yokoshino is okay though...I don't smell any of his bood...(hugs her close keeping an eye on Sutoshi and Kori) Becareful Sutoshi, Kori's deathly angry! Kori: (eyes go from glowing red back to normal then to glowing red and so on back and forth) ...(grips the counter and glass tighter as Sutoshi walks up) Sutoshi: My gawd Kori. C'mon let's go upstairs and I'll help you with the wounds on your hands... (lightly places his hand on Kori's forearm) You're bleeding really bad... Kori: (closes his eyes tightly and lets go of the counter and drops what glass that isn't imbedded in his hand) ...(bites down really hard and grabs for Sutoshi with the non-glass imbedded hand) Sutoshi: C'mon, Ko-pon... Let's go take care of that hand... If you want, I'll lead you up stairs, if you wish to keep your eyes closed. Kori: (nodds still gritting his teeth and keeping his eyes closed) Sutoshi: Alright. C'mon, follow the sound of my voice and I'll tell you when we get to the stairs. (starts to walk still having his hand on Kori's forearm) upstairs Sutoshi: (in the bathroom with Kori at the sink) (using tweezers and gently (at least as gentle as he can) pulling pieces of glass from Kori's hand) I'm sorry if this hurts... Kori: (whimpers every once in a while) (shakes his head) ...(has cracked his eyes open, just enough to see what he did to his hands) ... Sutoshi: (frowns) I'm sorry... (just suddenly leans over and plants a kiss on Kori's lips) Kori: (kisses back) ...(makes a small faint purring sound)...to...shi...(opened his eyes all the way now, but still don't wanna talk to much) Sutoshi: (sad look in his eyes) Kori... I'm sorry you're hurt... Maybe I should've just come down to dinner... I'm really sorry... (blaming himself for Kori's injuries) Kori: unnn...(shakes his head and gives Sutoshi a sad look, then nibbles Sutoshi's earlobe)...(whimpers a bit) ((translation: It's okay...I love you...--something to that effect--)) Sutoshi: ... Let's hurry and get all the glass out of your hand... (slowly goes back to pulling out shards of glass) Kori: (sits there wordlessly, whining as little as possible) After all glass is gone Sutoshi: (wraps Kori's hand with a bandage thing) There. All good... for that hand at least... Kori: (looking like a dog who knows it did something wrong)...sorry... Sutoshi: It's okay... You don't have to apologize... I'm sure you didn't mean to get hurt... Now, let's see that other hand of yours... (voice cracks a little cause he's sad that he couldn't do anything about Kori getting hurt) Kori: ...Yokoshino...said...mean things...(gives him his right hand, the one that crushed the marble counter not the glass plate,) (spaced look on now like he'd dreaming) Sutoshi: (puts medicine on the hand and bandages it and does whatever was needed to be done) There ya go, Ko-pon... (wraps his arms around Kori and embraces him) Kori: (begins to cry) Sutoshi: Oh, no! Please, Ko-pon! Don't cry... please... Kori: ...but...but... I made you worry so much and made you feel bad for no reason and...and...(hics and then sobs more)...I ...I did something ...something really baaaadd...(cries more) Sutoshi: (embraces Kori tighter, but not so tight to squeeze him) Don't worry about me... It's just what I do... I worry about those I love... and I'm sure what you did couldn't be that bad... Please, don't cry... Kori: ...But ...but I-I ...I tried...(sobs) Tried to kill Yokoshino! (cries really hard) Sutoshi: If you didn't kill him, it doesn't matter... It's not bad unless you acctually do kill him... **(Only it would be a favor to certain people...)** (pulls Kori back and looks at Kori's face) Don't cry... please... I'm begging... Kori: But Sutoshi! I really could have! I...(tries to hold back a sob and hiccups) I could've really killed him...(tears involanterily fall) I could've went after him and killed him and I _thought_ about doing it! It's horrible...(sobs a little) Sutoshi: What matters is that you didn't. You didn't persue him, you didn't fulfill the thought of killing him. You didn't **do** anything... It's alright. (that had been said in a slightly stern but soft, and gentle voice) (lightly, but passionatly kisses Kori, hoping it would help calm him down) Kori: Unnmmmm...(let's Sutoshi kiss him and kisses back a little)...(is calming down...during the kiss...slowly but surely...) Sutoshi: (after a long moment...a very long moment) (breaks kiss) Feeling better? Kori: (whimpers when he breaks the kiss) ...Uh-huh...(curls up in Sutoshi's lap and goes to sleep) Sutoshi: (smiles) G'night... Ko-pon. (said in a small whisper) (picks Kori up and carries him to the bad and lies him down, leans over kisses his forehead and then goes into the bathroom to clean up all the first aid stuff and the blood that had been spilled) DOWN STAIRS Chibi: (cleaning up the blood from Kori) My poor poor child! (sobbing as she cleans) Sesshomaru: ...Wow... Kori's pretty strong... (helping Yoko move in new marble counter top and installing it in the kitchen and taking the old counter top outside) Tomoe: (sweeps up glass) Kanou: (trying to pull the plate out of the wall) Galire: need some help? (helps Kanou's trying) Yoko: Don't bother...I'll get it out later, me or Sesshomaru or Kori or Yokoshino or Nuriko...(helping Sesshomaru with the counter top) Damn... Your kid sure is strong...He smashed it to pieces with one hand... UP STAIRS Sutoshi: (wipes his forehead for effect) Okay. All clean... (yawn) Best get some rest... (crawls into the bed, and curls up beside Kori wrapping his arms around him and falling asleep) Kori: (having no dreams really...sleeping soundlessly from blood loss) next morning Sutoshi: (wakes and notices Kori was still asleep) Heh... (leans over and lightly kisses him, then gets up and goes into the bathroom and takes a short, quick shower, and gets dressed) Hmm... I know! I'll bring Kori his breakfast! (quickly goes downstairs to get breakfast for himself and Kori) Kori: (still snoozing then rolls over and ...no Sutoshi) Huh...(sits up rubbing his eyes sleepily) Sutoshi...? Sutoshi: (carefully opens the door using his foot, balancing on one foot in order to do that...)...I can do this... if I hold my tounge **juuust** right... mmm... (walks in carrying the tray, notices Kori) Oh! Good morning! I brought ya up some breakfast. (walks over to the bed and sets the tray down on the night stand) Kori: ...You didn't have to do that...but thankyou. (smiles brightly) Sutoshi: Your welcome. (plops down beside Kori) (lays down with his legs hanging off the side of the bed) How ya feeling today? Do your hands hurt? Kori: No just a little sore here and there but it's normal...my hands should heal in a day or two...Sorry for causing so much trouble...and thanks so much for helping me... (brushes some hair from Sutoshi's face and smiles at him) Sutoshi: (smiles) You're no trouble at all, Ko-pon, and you don't really have to thank me. I don't mind, really. (sits up) Now, you should eat your breakfast before it gets cold. I'm gonna go get some more bandages so we can change that bloody one on your left hand. (lightly kisses Kori's forehead, stands and walks into the bathroom and rumages around for the bandages) Kori: Under the sink or behind the Mirror...bandages...(looks over at his breakfast...scrambled eggs, toast, coffee, milk, and bacon.) **(Did he cook this all by himself? wow...)** ...(smiles happily and eats a piece of bacon) Sutoshi: (walks out carrying some bandages) I hope that tastes good... I cooked it, and its been about maybe three years since I last cooked something... (sits indian style on the floor with his back against the bed) Kori: Well nothing smells burnt or looks it either...the bacon isn't burnt either...(eats some of the eggs...then takes a sip of coffee) The eggs could be cooked just a little more...but so far everything is great...where's your food? Sutoshi: Huh? Oh, I'm gonna eat later. Right now, the first thing on my mind is taking care of you. (sits on his knees and turns to face Kori) Now, let me see your hand. Kori: (stern look) only if...(looks at his breakfast) You eat my toast...you didn't eat last night because of me...and so you'll eat now...so **_I_** can see... Sutoshi: My first priority is you. I'll eat as soon as I'm done with your hand. I promise! I swear upon my love for you, that I will eat. Kori: ...(bites his lip) ...but you're my first priority...if you get sick or something...who'll take care of me? Sutoshi: Don't worry. I'm not going to be getting sick anytime soon. How about this, when I'm finished with your hand, and you finished eating, we'll go down stairs and you can whitness me eat something? Kori: You swore...I'm keeping to it...if you really love me...(holds out his hands to Sutoshi)... Sutoshi: Okay. (unwraps Kori's hands and is surprised at how fast they've healed) Wow... (puts more medicine on them and gently wraps clean bandages around his hands) There you go. Kori: ...Thankyou...(kisses his cheek)...(quickly eats breakfast and downs his coffee and half his milk) Sutoshi! (pounces on him and licks the milk off his own lips) Your turn... Sutoshi: (sigh) Alright. Let's go. Kori: (follows like an obiendant dog)... Sutoshi: (walks downstairs, grabs two apples and washes them) Okay. I fulfill my promise. (bites into one of the apples) There we go. Kori: ...please eat all of it...(watches him eating) ... Sutoshi: I will. C'mon, today's a beautiful day. Let's go outside. (eats his apple...s) Kori: Okay...wanna go to my favorite tree in our yard? I nap there all the time. (cocks his head to the side) Sutoshi: (smiles) Okay. You can choose to do whatever you want. (next thing said is in a funny voice) Whatever is your wish, My liege. (bows) Kori: ...(twitches) oh...okay...to take you to my napping tree...I guess... Sutoshi: (laughs) Just kidding. Let's get going. (takes Kori by the forearm and pulls him towards the door) Kori: ...Okay! (goes with him) (shows him to a really big tree in the backyard) See it's great! (the tree is huge, btw) Sutoshi: Whoa... you said it was big, but this... this is... Gaigantamous! Kori: ...is that a word?...Really it's THAT big?...I never really thought it was gaint...well it's normal compared to my DAD's dog form...(puts a hand on the tree really softly, so not to upset Sutoshi) Sutoshi: (in awe of the tree) (finds a small area in between two roots and takes a seat) Haha! I found myself a throne. (chuckles) Kori! (an idea popps into his head) Sutoshi! (runs over to him a sits in his lap) Can I be your pet then? Sutoshi: (smiles and wraps his arms around Kori) You can be my pet if you want to, Ko-pon! Kori: (smiles and snuggles against him) Thankyou, Your Highness... Sutoshi: (chuckles) Looove you Ko-pon. Kori: heehee Looove you to Su-kun. (looks up at him all cute like) Sutoshi: (smiles) Cutie. (lightly, and quickly kisses Kori) Beautiful day, isn't it? Kori: (purrs and giggles) Yes very beautiful... Sutoshi: (smiles and relaxes in the space) This would be a great spot to just come out and read a good book on a warm summer day... Kori: That's why I like to come here and nap. No one really comes here to bother me...and it's so peaceful...(begins to doze off in Sutohsi's lap) Sutoshi: (stares at the sky, lightly stroking Kori's hair) Kori: (purrs as he sleeps) ...(mummbles)... Sutoshi: (glances down at Kori and smiles, then just watches him and continues to stroke Kori) After Kori's nap Sutoshi: (just sitting there... ish staring at the sky... seeming as if in deep thought... you could seriously just be sitting there and lightly poke him and he wouldn't notice) Kori: ...hmm...(yawns stretching only just a bit)... (looks up at Sutoshi) **(Wah! He's so cute!)** (watching Sutoshi think)...(being very quiet) Sutoshi: (blinks and feels Kori's gaze on him) ... (glances at Kori and notices he's awake) Oh. Did you sleep well? (smiles and turns his head so he is looking straight at Kori) Kori: Yes thankyou...(leans up a ways to kiss Sutoshi's lips once then twice) Thanks for letting me nap in your lap...heehee Sutoshi: (smiles) You don't have to thank me. It was my pleasure. Kori: hee...I like to thankyou...I like to kiss you too...(kisses him again) Sutoshi: (smiles to self and returns the kiss) I like to kiss you too. Kori: (smiles) **(he has such soft skin and lips...ah! I feel like Yokoshino!)** Yokoshino: (had noticed that Kori had gone outside and snuck back inside) ...I wonder if I'm safe... I can't sleep outside all the time... Then I'd have no time with Nuri-pon cause I'm defianatly not going to ask Nuri-pon to sleep outside with me... I mean c'mon! It's outside... Nuriko: (sees Yokoshino) ...Yokoshino...? (angry like) What did you do to Kori? He almost destroyed the kitchen...and might've even hurt you or someone else! Yokoshino: (jumps) **(Oh shit... Nuri-pon's gonna get me... great... Gah! What should I say?)** ... Nuriko: (angry) Telling the truth might help your predicament...the whole truth... not just your side Kori's too... Yokoshino: ...(mumbles) maybe I shouldn't have come in just yet... (nervous laugh) Nuriko: No matter when you came in, I'd find out one way or another...So out with it! What did you do/say to upset Kori so much...I mean he just usually cries but attacking you is a little odd for him... Yokoshino: Hey! All I did was say that I wouldn't go for someone like Sutoshi, and that I prefered you over him... Nuriko: (...flat stare) What did you say? All of it...exact words please... Yokoshino: **(I'm in deep shit...)** (sighs) Okay okay okay! I saw Kori in the same bed as Sutoshi! I figured out they had done what you and me do for fun... I... may... have teased him a little about it... and I called Sutoshi, Sushi-pon, and I **may** have called Sutoshi an... (small voice) an ugly bastard... Nuriko: ...Yokoshino...that is way mean...DON'T EVER SAY SUCH MEAN THINGS TO ANYONE LIKE THAT AGAIN! (scolds badly) (storms off) Yokoshino: (sigh) I knew it... now let's just hope thats all the scolding I'm gonna get... (walks into the living area and sits on the couch and flips through a magazine) Yoko: (walks in) There you are! Nuriko filled Sesshomaru and I in on what EXACTLY you did... No wonder Kori snapped! I would've done the same thing, but I would've killed the person, if they ever said such things about Tomoe-dono! You're just lucky Kori has such control over himself... Yokoshino: ...Well... **(...Damn it all to hell...)** ... (can't think of anything to say) Yoko: I think you should apologize if Kori ever calms enough... Sesshomaru: (walks in... seriously pissed off... thats easy to tell) Yokoshino! Don't ever do anything to piss off Kori again! Do you WANT to die? Yokoshino: ... (angry mark appears on head like Kyo) Damn it! I know what I did! Geeze! (pops his wings open and flies outside and to the roof) Tomoe: (walks in) ... Hey! I just noticed... Where's Yoshi-pon? Yoko: He just went outside...(huffs) Man outta all the kids we have...he has to be the most difficult...and have wings...(mummbles) Damn... Tomoe: Yo-pon... are you angry at something? Yoko: Just worried and annoyed...(sighs and holds Tomoe) I love you... Chibi: (makes an appearance) Sess-pon...Kori-chan is okay now? Right? Are you two still gonna train together?...right? (childish) Sesshomaru: (hugs Chibi) Yeah. Kori's fine, and I was just about to go get him... You gonna join me and Kori, Yoko? Training helps relieve stress. (walks to the door) OUTSIDE Sutoshi: Hey... I wonder... (looks at tree and gets up) Hmm... (takes a running start and jumps at the tree getting a hold of one of the branches and swinging himself up into the tree) Yes! I got up! Kori: (in awe)...You know you didn't have to do that...theres knots on the other side of the tree that you can climb up with...(looking up at Sutoshi ((does it ever change?))) Sutoshi: (laughs) Eh heh heh heh... Really? (slight embarassed blush and rubs the back of his head) Well... I'll remember that... for next time... Kori: (smiles at how Cute Sutoshi looks) I don't really use them unless I'm being lazy...(jumps up without effort and swings himself up higher) ...overshot it...(jumps down a branch to Sutoshi) Hi... INSIDE Yoko: Sure why not... Chibi! I'll make you guys a lunch! So you can eat! Uh...uh..can I watch? (in doorway to kitchen) I'll have to do something after I make the lunches but can I go too? Sesshomaru: Sure, just be sure to sit a good distance away from us training. Tomoe: (sparkle and cutely) Yo-pon! Can I go too? Yoko: Only if you sit with Chibi, away from our training... Tomoe: Okay! (runs into her room and grabs a book then runs back) Kay! Ready when you are! (has the book in a small cloth bag over her shoulder) Yoko: Well we have to wait for Chibi...(Sits on couch and watches some tv) Chibi: I'll try and hurry! (runs into the kitchen and prepares food...) Tomoe: (piles into Yoko's lap and watches tv with him) Sesshomaru: (takes a seat in a chair) Chibi: (Finishes with the food) Okay just a bit longer...(runs to her room and finds something cute to wear, gets a book also and comes out) Only one thing left...Oh Tomoe can you carry my book too please? Tomoe: Sure! (takes Chibi's book and sticks it into her bag and continues to sit in Yoko's lap, humming to herself, waiting patiently) Chibi: Thanks! (runs up all the stairs to the roof) Yokoshino?...I'm not going to scold you...I promise...(looks for him) Yokoshino: (lies on the roof with his wings wrapped around him where he looks like a big black and white feathery cacoon) Chibi: Can I see you please? Yokoshino: (mumbles from inside his cacoon) No. I can hear you just fine. Chibi: ...Okay...(kneels by the feathery cacoon and places a soft hand on it) I'm glad your okay, Yokoshino...I was worried you got hurt...You okay, right? Yokoshino: (his wing twitches) I'm fine... **(pissed off but fine...)** Chibi: Wanna come watch Sesshomaru and them train? I made extra for you... Yokoshino: (remains calm and collected) No thanks. I'll stay here. Chibi: I'll have Kori come say sorry later...okay? I'll bring your food up here if you want me to...and if you need anything please ask...(lays her face against the feathers lovingly) I still love you...Yoshi-pon...I'll always love my sons and daughter no matter what...(gets up to leave gets to door place) Kori's going so you can go inside... Yokoshino: Thanks, but I think I'll go into town or something. (stands and flies off towards someplace in town... where ever he decides to go) Chibi: (looks sad) Sorry, Yoshi-pon...(goes back inside) All done let's go! (sadly, forced happiness) Sesshomaru: You don't have to go Chibi... Oh, Yoko and Tomoe went outside to find Sutoshi and Kori... (walks over to Chibi) Why are you sad? You don't have to force yourself to be happy... Chibi: I'm not sad (holding back tears) I'm fine...(bites her lip) Sesshomaru: (the look on his face says somewhat of a 'Don't try to fool me, I know somethings wrong' type thing) (kneels down and hugs Chibi) Go ahead and stay home... Chibi: ...(cries) Yokoshino was upset...so I talked to him and couldn't cheer him up...(cries more) He just flew off! You shouldn't be alone when your upset...! (sobs on Sesshomaru's shoulder) ... Sesshomaru: It's okay Chibi. Yokoshino's been insensitive lately. Don't worry. I'll ask Nuriko to go find him. Okay? Chibi: No...(wipes her tears) Nuriko is upset with Yokoshino...I'll stay home so someone is here when he gets back...but if he doesn't return soon I'll send Nuriko...Thankyou Sesshomaru... Sesshomaru: Okay, but we'll send Nuriko anyway. Even if Nuriko is angry, he'll let up if he knows that Yokoshino actually feels bad about what he did. It'll be best that the sooner someone helps Yokoshino, the better... Yokoshino does have demon/angel powers... if he gets angry enough at himself, he will blow something up... Chibi: ...what if Nuriko can't find him...or what if he doesn't find him in time! (sniffles) Sesshomaru: Nuriko knows everywhere Yokoshino likes to be! I'm sure he'll find him. Besides, I'm sure Nuriko can find out a way to get Yokoshino to show himself. Don't worry. Chibi: ...so I stay home? Sesshomaru: If you want... Chibi: There's extra in the lunches...I made bento...I'll take oneout for Yokoshino since he didn't want to go...I'll leave mine in just in case you guys want some more. (smiles, happy now) Sesshomaru: (gives one of his rare smiles) Okay. Chibi: (nearly faints and turns beat red, because Sesshomaru's smiles have that effect on her) Have a good time! (sees Sesshomaru to the back door and sits inside to wait for Yokoshino, after sending Nuriko to find Yokoshino) OUTSIDE Kori: (sitting in a tree with Sutohsi) Hey! Everyone's coming outside...? Sutoshi: I wonder why... (with ease, swings down and lands on the ground) ((Hey hey hey! It changed!)) Kori: (giggles and looks down at Sutoshi) You are really athletic, for human standards! (jumps down next to Sutoshi) Top views are better (smiles like Tohma Seguchi) Yoko: Hey Kori, feeling better today? Kori: Yeah...a lot better... Sesshomaru: Today's training day remember? Yoko: Yep and we're all going...Hey where's Chibi-san? Sesshomaru: She decided to stay home...She just changed her mind is all... Tomoe: Ah poor Chibi! I wonder what's wrong? Sesshomaru: You still coming too Tomoe-san? So Sutoshi wanna come along? Tomoe: Of course I'm coming! Yoko: (smiles) So where's the lunches? Sesshomaru: ...inside still... Sutoshi: I'll go get them! (takes off running...really fast...) INSIDE Chibi: YOKOSHINO! (glomps the person who just ran in)...eh...Su-pon? Sutoshi: Yeah... Sesshomaru left the lunches... I've come to get them... (ignored the fact that Chibi thought he was Yokoshino) Chibi: (lets go and has a dot eyes and blank expression) ...okay...(turns around and clenches fist) I will be brave and not cry! He will return! (gets the lunches for Sutoshi) Here ya go! (huge lunches, in box lunch things) Tell me how you like 'em when you get back! (smiles) Sutoshi: (takes lunches) Okay then! (quickly goes outside so he doesn't drop any lunches) OUTSIDE Sesshomaru: ...What...the hell...? She made all of that? Kori: ...I don't think I'll be able to eat all that... Yoko: ...(speechless) ... Tomoe: Wow that's a lot of food! Sutoshi: So, We all ready? Lead the way. (chipper and smiles) Sesshomaru: Yes we're ready...(His cloud thing apears and all of them go sailing off to the place they train at, which is a big meadow with a nice shade tree) Kori: Who first? I'm starting this time! Yoko: ...Well not me that's for sure...why not a training thing? Sutoshi: I would, but one, Kori...is Kori, I wouldn't fight, even if playing... and two... Yeah... I'm not going to do that... Yoko: No second reason huh?...Well I'll set up an obstical course, it'll be really hard this time. The objective: Get to the center before time runs out, fail and start all over again...sound good enough Kori? (smirks) Kori: ...I hate those ones...but okay! Sutoshi: (stands back) ... Good luck Kori! Kori: Um...Okay! (smiles) Ready, Yoko-sama! Yoko: Alright...(does this thing vines and earth and roots and stuff come up and make a dangerous maze) You have ...oh say...15 minutes...Go! Kori: (dashes off) Damn it! 15 minutes! (bursts through thorny vines) ow! (runs around a few corners and into a dead end)...gr...(turns around and a wall appeared, so he turns to his left) This blows! ( with only 4 minutes left ) Sutoshi: Hmm... Hey... I wonder... (climbs up the shade tree to where he could see over the edges of the maze) Hey! I wonder how I could talk with Kori and help him through the maze... This is easy... I'm good with puzzles... (contemplates) Sleeping fairy in the tree is woken up by Sutoshi: Wha? ...Hey who are you (really big cute eyes) Sutoshi: Gah! (jumps) Whoa... Well... I'm Sutoshi... what or who are you? Fairy: I'm Orra the fairy! heehee I can sense a strong bond around you! Do you love someone? Sutoshi: ... Well... Yeah. I do love someone. He's in a maze right now, and I'm trying to think up a way I can help him through the maze so he doesn't have to start all over... he doesn't have much time left and he's not very far through... Orra: Oh (giggles) I know! I'll help you! I ask nothing in return except you always love him! (forms a bubble) Here! I'm Orra the Bubble Fairy, my bubbles can carry messages in them! Just say what you want to the bubble and it'll take the message to him...downside is it pops to realese the message so he won't be able to say anything to you! (bubble floats over to Sutoshi) Sutoshi: Okay. Kori, Don't be alarmed, This is a message. It's Sutoshi. I'm using a bubble fairy. I'm gonna send you messages and help you through the maze. I can see you. I'm sitting in the big shade tree. From where you are, to your right is a dead end. To your left is a wall of thorns. So, go straight and when you reach the second row of turns, turn right. If anything changes before you get there, I'll send another message. If you need any help to figure something, raise your arms and I'll send a message. Oh, and, I love you. Orra: Done? okay! (sends it to Kori) Kori: (sees a bubble) **(Wha? Where did that come from?)** (bubble pops and he hears Sutoshi's message)...(does what he's told, is now getting somewhere!) Yoko: 3 minutes... Kori: Damn! (runs faster, scratching himself on more pointed objects) ... Sutoshi: (bubble message) Kori! Watch it. Okay, next right is a passage, but you'll have to get over a wall, then turn left, there you'll come to a fork in the turns. There are four paths, take the second one from the farthest left. Orra: (sends it) Kori: (listens) ...it's not like I'm trying to get torn to shreds...(comes to the wall) Damn it all! (has his running start, jumps onto thorns and over the top) ... Fork...fork ...there! (goes in the direction states) ...(runs faster) Sutoshi: Alright, Next, You're coming to the center. There are three other paths leading into the middle. From the one you come out of, go to your right. That path will lead you to a circled area. There are two paths there, take the left one. Then go to the third set of turns and turn right. From there, just keep going straight until you get to a set of turns where, to your right will be a large rose bush, and to your left will be a large stone wall. When you arrive there, I'll send you another message of what to do next. Orra: (sends it) Yoko: 1 minute... Kori: Oh shit! No (trys to pick up speed) ...(looking for what Sutoshi said and following his directions to the letter)...(find the wall and the rose bush and stops cause he can't breathe) Sutoshi: Alright, your doing good Kori. Now just past the roses are two sets of turns, first turn right, then turn right again, then head straight, you'll come to another fork, and take the left path, keep running, and you'll make it out. Kori: (gets the message)...ho-how...much farther...I can barely b...breath... (takes off again slower) (goes right, right, and then straight, stumbling a bit, then sees the fork and goes left) al...most...there...(finnaly gets to the center) Yoko: (just as soon as Kori takes one step in) TIME! Kori: made...it...(collaspes) Sutoshi: (jumps, yes, JUMPS, out of the tree and runs to Kori and falls right beside him) Kori! You did it! (hugs Kori) Kori: ye...yeah... (can't breath too well) ... Sutoshi: (picks Kori up and carries him ((piggy back style)) to the shade tree and rumages through the bag that carried the lunches and pulled out a bottle of water) Okay, Kori. Let's rest... (places the water beside Kori and climbs back up the tree) Hey, Orra, wanna come down and meet the one I love? Hmm? Orra: Yes! I truely do! (flutters down besides Kori) Kori: (opens a tired eye) ...the fairy wow...(pants and sits up) owwww... Sutoshi: (yet again jumps out of the tree, and ends up loosing balance and falls on his butt when he hits the ground) Ouch... I think I might've pulled something... Oh well... (crawls over to Kori and sits beside him, picking up the bottle of water, opening it and holding it out from Kori) Here, have a drink of water... Kori: (takes it) Thankyou...(guzzels it down) (breathes for a while) So your the fairy that helped us? Thankyou...(smiles) Sutoshi: Want another water? Kori: No...I'm good right now... Sesshomaru: (walks over) Good job Kori. (notices the fairy) So thats what was sending the bubbles... So, what was the promise that was made in order for the fairy to help you? (asked in a sense as if it really didn't matter to him, he was just asking to be asking something...) Orra: I made him promise to Love his love always! (smiles so cutely) Sutoshi: Yup. She did. And of course I'll fulfill that promise. Kori: ...I know you will...(smiles) I'll always be with you too...(hugs him...won't kiss him in front of his dads...) (blushes at the thought) Yoko: You did really well! Kori: Thanks, Yoko...and Dad... Orra: Wow...(she blushes) The bonds here are very strong here...it makes me feel so happy (bubbles happiness) Sutoshi: Yeah. Tomoe: (has put her book down and run over jumping onto Yoko's back and peeking over his shoulder) Wow! Kori-kun! You did really well! Kori: Thanks mom...**(no one noticed that Sutoshi helped...)** (looks over at Sutoshi with a strange look,'should I tell them?' thing) Sutoshi: (smiled and got up) Are you sure you don't want to have something more to drink Kori? (has blown off the fact that no one noticed) Kori: No...but a little food might be nice...if you don't mind... Orra: Well I'm going to go now! Bye! It was so nice meeting you all! (flutters off after the goodbyes) Sutoshi: (takes out a lunch box) Alright. Here you go. Eat what you want. (sets the lunch box beside Kori and gave him some eating utinsils) (takes a seat beside Kori and stares around...) Yoko: I guess we can take a lunch break...(so everyone goes somewhere to eat) IN TOWN Nuriko: ...Yokoshino! (looking for Yokoshino, as Chibi stays home and worries to death)... Yokoshino: (sitting on a ledge on the roof of the western style church there with his wings around him somewhat) Nuriko: (looks up and spots him) Yoshi-pon! Come down from there! Yokoshino: (just sits there) Nuriko: Are you still upset? Oh...(sighs)...Yoshi...(thinks) Yokoshino: ...Nuri...ko...(leans foreward and tumbles off the roof) Nuriko: (is going to have a freakin' heart attack!) YOKOSHINO! (watches him fearfully) Yokoshino: (feeble flaps his wings, clearly seen that his left wing, the black one, was broken) Nuriko: (really is going to die from a heart attack) No! (runs and jumps really high and catches Yokoshino, then lands...not to gracefully stumbling) Yokoshino! Yokoshino: (unconcious, his wings just limp noodles...((haha...noddles...))) Nuriko!! Gotta get you home! (runs home quickly) HOME Chibi! Get the bandages! or something! Yokoshino's hurt badly! (almost in tears) He broke his wings or something! Chibi: On no! Quickly get him to his room! I'll take care of him there! (runs to get things) Nuriko: (Takes Yokoshino to his room) Don't die Yoshi-pon...(almost crying, and having to bite his lip not to) Chibi: Here! (runs in with the things) Sit him on the bed! BE CAREFUL! Yokoshino: (mumbles and groan everytime his wing even moves but a centimeter) Nuriko: AH! Sorry! OUTSIDE (somewhere...) Tomoe: Yo-pon! Are you gonna eat that rice ball? Yoko: Yeah...at some point...(drinks some then looks at her) Did you want it? Tomoe: Only if you weren't gonna eat it, but if you want to eat it, go ahead! There's plenty more... I'll just take some out of Chibi's lunch... Yoko: **(she just wants MY food...she's just so werid sometimes...)** I'll trade you my rice ball for one of yours how about that? Tomoe: Okay! (hands him one of her rice balls) Yoko: (takes it and give her his rice ball) **(the simple things in life that make us happy...simplier for her than most...)** Tomoe: (slowly nibbles on the rice ball) Yoko: (shakes his head) One rice grain at a time, eh? Tomoe: No... 5 rice grains at a time! Yoko: (laughs) Whatever makes you happy... Kori: (the other side of the tree) Sutoshi...how do you like it so far? The food? (eating a piece of sushi) Sutoshi: It's wonderful. I love it. (eating... an eggroll) Kori: My mom is the best at making these box lunches! Here try this! (Holds a sweet bun out to Sutoshi with his chop sticks) It's really good! Sutoshi: (takes it and splits in two) Here, one half for you. (tastes his half) Kori: ...you spoil me too much...(takes it and eats it smiling) Sutoshi: I say, I don't spoil you enough. (laughs) Kori: (thinks a moment) ...okay a compromise...you spoil me...(kisses him) Sutoshi: (smiles) Okay. Kori: (smiles and leans his head on Sutoshi) ...It's peaceful here too... Sutoshi: Yep. (eats a rice ball that he had snuck from chibi's lunch box) Kori: (eats some more sushi and then nibbles on a rice ball) ... Sesshomaru: (just sitting there, eating...) **(I wonder if Yokoshino came back yet or not... I hope Chibi isn't worrying to much...)** Yoko: (sees Sesshomaru looking worried) You okay? Sesshomaru: (looks at Yoko) Oh, its nothing. Yoko: Okay...HEY! Tomoe, that's my eggroll! Tomoe: (smiles innocently) Huh? Yoko: (pouts) ...fine...trade me lunches...if you want MY food that bad... Tomoe: (sad face) I'm sorry Yo-pon... Yoko: It's okay...but I would like to actually eat...food...(steals a piece of Tomoe's omlet) Yummy (smiles) Tomoe: ... Don't worry! I won't eat all of your food... Its just... its YOUR food... I can't help it.. Yoko: I know...your food is good too...(eats more of Tomoe's omlet) Kori: ...Sutoshi...? Sutoshi: Hmm? What is it Kori? (looks at Kori, with the rice ball in his mouth and his face looking like 'huh? what? huh?' and him still munching on the rice ball) Tomoe: (smiles and laughs munching on Yoko's food) Kori: Thanks for all the help getting through the maze...thing...I really apreciate it. Yoko: (laughs and munches on Tomoe's food) Sutoshi: No problem. (smiles and stuffs that last 1/3 of the rice ball in his mouth) Tomoe: I love you Yo-pon. Yoko: I love you too, To-pon. Kori: Careful...don't choke... Sutoshi: (laughs and coughs) ... (swallows what was left and coughed) It's okay! As long as when I do that, you don't make me laugh. (coughs/laughs) Kori: (sighs) okay...(has finished his lunch) ...that was nice...you finished yet Su-kun? Sutoshi: Yeah, that rice ball was my last thing Ko-pon. Kori: okay...(peeks around the tree) Everyone else is still eating... so training won't resume until everyone is done and the food settles... Sutoshi: Okay. So, now what? INSIDE Yokoshino: (groans in pain) TRAINING PLACE Kori: I dunno... Sutoshi: ...Well... we can go down the hill over there... INSIDE Nuriko: (right next to Yokoshino)...(worried to death about him) Chibi: (being careful not to hurt Yokoshino too much) Sorry!...(and saying sorry over and over and over) Yokoshino: (mummbles) Nuri...ko... Nuriko: I'm here Yoshi-pon! Yokoshino: (hands clench as pain shoots through his wing) ... (mumbles) Nuri... I'm... sorr...sorry... (ish silent again) Chibi: AH! (almost crying) I'm sorry please forgive me Yokoshino! Nuriko: It's okay...I'm sorry too... Yokoshino: (comes too a little and opens his eyes) ...Nuri... Nu...ri...ko... whe...where...am... I? Nuriko: Home...I brought you home... you're in our room... Yokoshino: Oh...Nuri...ko... are you... still... mad about... what I did... to Kori? Nuriko: No...Kori's okay now... but please don't be mean like that... Yokoshino: Don't worry... I won't... (cringes in pain)... I don't like the feeling... I get... when you are mad... at me... Chibi: (finishes bandaging Yokoshino's wing) It's only temporary...I'll do it better later...sorry Yokoshino...it's my fault...(cries) Yokoshino: No... mum... its not... your fault... Chibi: I shouldn't have let you leave the house! ...then you wouldn't be in more pain... Yokoshino: Mum... if I had watched where I was going, I wouldn't have been hurt. Chibi: I know...but I feel really bad cause this morning I couldn't make you feel better...and now your hurt... Yokoshino: It's... alright mum... it's not...nothing that you need... to blame yourself... for... Chibi: ...I just wanted to make you feel a little better...so you and Kori might make up...but I guess I couldn't... Yokoshino: Mum... I don't think anyone but myself and Kori could make us make up... Chibi: ...I know... but please don't hate each other... Yokoshino: I don't... hate my brother... now, I wouldn't... blame him if... he hated me... and I wouldn't... put it past him... Nuriko: ...(holding Yokoshino's hand) Yokoshino: Is Kori home? Chibi: No. He and his fathers and boyfriend and Tomoe went training today. Yokoshino: Well, when he gets back I would like to talk to him... if he wants to talk to me... and if I'm concious... ow... (winces) Nuriko: Alright but for now go to sleep and we'll go get you some pain killers... (kisses Yokoshino's head) Yokoshino: yeah... that might help... Chibi: Let's go Nuriko, I'll get him something for pain and you bring it to him...then stay with him in case he needs anything... Nuriko: Alright (both goes down stairs, comes back up with pain killers and water) Yokoshino: (going back and forth, in and out, of conciousness) Nuriko: Wake up a minute... You need to take these pain killers... Yokoshino: ...Un... (turns head slightly and winces) I'll... try... to stay... awake... (slowly tries to sit up but groaning and almost gets up but falls back against the bed and lets out a slight cry of pain) Nuriko!!! (screams) Yoshi-pon! Don't try that again! (almost in tears) Here... (lifts his head and puts a pill in his mouth and slowly pours water in his mouth...very slowly) Yokoshino: (swallows the pill and water) ... Thanks... Nuri...-pon... (had noticed the tears in Nuriko's eyes) Ple...ase don't... cry... Nuriko: (wipes tears) I'll try... (stays with Yokoshino) You should rest now... Yokoshino: ... (smiles) I... love you... Nuri-pon... (faints) (is now unconcious) Nuriko: I love you Too, Yoshi-pon... TRAINING PLACE Kori: (shrugs) Okay... Sutoshi: (starts running down the hill and purposefully falls and rolls half way down the hill to the bottom) (cracks up laughing when he stops) Whoa... Dizzy... Kori: (worried at first when he saw him fall but when Sutoshi starts laughing he sighs) Wait for meeee! (runs down half the hill and rolls down the rest of the hill, rolling into Sutoshi giggling) Sutoshi: (laughs and scoots away getting on his hands and knees, waiting for Kori to sit up) Kori: Aw... (sits up) Sutoshi: (jumps at Kori and tackles him, laughing) Kori: Ah! (falls onto the ground with Sutoshi) Oof! (giggles) Sutoshi: (laughs) (pins Kori to the ground) So... (sly look as if saying 'you're mine now, you are not getting away...(maniacal laughter)') Kori: (naughty smile) I'm not going anywhere... (does this smexy smile with smexy bedroom eyes) (sticks his tounge out at Sutoshi) Sutoshi: Oh, yeah, tease me... (quickly kisses Kori and keeps kissing him... deep like then beaks the kiss as to tease Kori) (licks Kori across his mouth, jumps up, and runs off laughing) Catch me if you can! **(Even though I know you can... but thats what I want!)** Kori: Wha! Su-kun! **(Don't stop there!)** That was mean! **(...Kinky Kinda...)** (chases him giggling) Don't tease me like _that_! (tackles Sutoshi onto the grass ending up on top) Mine... (kisses Sutoshi deeply, continueously) Sutoshi: (kisses back deeply) (can't really say anything because of the kiss, not even trying to be on top again... he's being recessive! Wow...) Kori: (notices Sutoshi not trying to be on top again) (pulls back a minute, not knowing what to do...) Sutoshi: (whines) (looks at Kori) ... Kori: Sorry... (kisses Sutoshi, pushing his tounge into his mouth, and pressing closer to Sutoshi) I... just don't know... what to do... I've never been on top... Sutoshi: (smirks shmexy like) Now you can learn, if you want. (wraps arms around Kori holding him close) Kori: I'd like that... but ... will you teach me? (kisses his neck a few times, licking Sutoshi's lips, slipping it back into his mouth) Sutoshi: (flips Kori over onto his back and straddles him, breaking the kiss) Why should I teach you? It's better to learn from experiance... besides, I'd lose all the fun... if you know what I mean... (shmexy look with eyes that say 'I'd love to see you try me... c'mon, I dare ya... let's go.' somewhat to that affect) Kori: (blushes) But what if I get it wrong? (bites on his lower lip, cutely) Sutoshi: (shmexy like whisper) Oh, I don't think you'd get it wrong. I should think everyone has their own way... (another of the 'i dare ya' looks like he did before...) Kori: (bites his lower lip again, rolling over putting Sutoshi against the ground) I guess it can't hurt to try... (kisses him) And your probably right... Sutoshi: ... (smirk) Yay. Goodie. (sarcastic, in a good way) (smiles shmexy like) UP ON THE HILL Tomoe: Yo-pon... (yawn) Can we go home? I'm shweepy... (leans against his shoulder and slightly dozes) Yoko: Sure, Sesshomaru... Where did Kori go? And Sutoshi? Sesshomaru: Unnno... (shrugs) ... (stands and looks down the hillside and quickly sits back down) They're _bonding_... down over there... Yoko: ... Okay then... (yells out) We're goin' home, but you kids can stay if ya like! DOWNHILL Sutoshi: (...mouthful at the moment) Kori: (slips tounge out long enough to say) Okay. (then resumes what he was doing with... to... Sutoshi) UPHILL Tomoe: (almost completely asleep now) ...unn... (yawn) Sesshomaru: Alright then... (stands) Ready...? Yoko: I'll carry Tomoe back... (shifts eyes in direction of Kori and Sutoshi) So, you go on ahead... and uh... check up on Chibi. Sesshomaru: Okay... (cloud thing appears and he flies off) Yoko: (picks yp th almost sleeping Tomoe) And we're off... (dashes off in the opposite direction of Kori and Sutoshi, back home) Tomoe: (mumble) ...huh? Yoko: We're going home... but Kori and Sutoshi will be staying just a little longer... they need to _do_ something first... I suppose. Tomoe: oh... (slumps head against Yoko's shoulder and falls asleep snuggled close to his chest) Yoko: (smiles to himself and smoothly runs home with Tomoe in his arms) HILLSIDE Sutoshi: (...) Kori: (having his way with Sutoshi...?) HOME Yokoshino: (breathing slowly and deeply in his coma) Nuriko: (sitting beside him, watching him closely) Chibi: (peeks in) How's he doing? Nuriko: Okay so far, he's in a deep sleep right now... He did take the pain killers, by the way. Chibi: (Nods and hears the door) Keep with him. (runs downstairs to greet everyone) Sesshomaru, Yoko I need to speek with you both. Put the sleeping Tomoe in her room. Sesshomaru: ... Okay... Talk to us about what? (confused look) Yoko: ... alright hold on... (goes and puts Tomoe in her bed, comes back) What is it, Chibi-san? Chibi: Don't tell Tomoe... but Yokoshino got hurt, he broke his wing... I bandaged it up temporarily, and gave him pain killers... Nuriko is with him right now. Sesshomaru: Yes... Let's not tell Tomoe-san that little piece of information.. Chibi: Yoko, is there anything you can do? (sobs) This is all my fault! I should have made him come with us... (crying) Sesshomaru: ...(hugs Chibi) Oh, no... it's not your fault Chibi... Yoko: ... I'll have to see the wing to know anything, but I'll try... Chibi: (teary) He's up in his and Nuriko's room... Sesshomaru: (continues to embrace Chibi) It's okay, Chi-pon... Chibi: I know (hic) but I... I just wanna take the pain away... (mother instinct, to love and protect her child) Sesshomaru: Chi-pon, there will be times that things like this happen... You won't always be able to keep emotional or physical pain from them... Enya: (comes screeching in and jumps in Yoko yelling) DADDY! Yoko: (is glomped and wobbles) Enya! Sorry sweety... I don't have time, your brother is hurt... oops don't tell your mother though. Enya: ...Nii-san ish hurt? (gasp) I must tell Hiei-darling! (dashes off) Hiei: (in the distance) Ack! (has been glomped) ...(heard what Enya said) Yoko: (sweatdrop) ...okay now to go to see Yokoshino...(goes upstairs very quickly) Enya: (ignores the fact that Hiei might have already heard her) Hiei! Guess what! Nii-san is hurt! C'mon! Let's go see him! (drags Hiei upstairs) Hiei: ...(gets dragged) We should just let him sleep... IN YOKOSHINO'S ROOM Nuriko: ... Yoko: (comes in) How is he? Nuriko: sleeping...don't wake him up...it hurts when he is conscious... Yoko: I'll just look...(examines his wings) Yokoshino: (dead asleep... mumbles in-audiable things) Enya: (comes in dragging Hiei) Hey... How's Nii-san, Daddy? Yoko: ...hmm...Well his wing is fractured in a really bad place...He Almost broke his wing off...I'll have to re-wrap it better and make it firmer in hold so it heals correctly...(goes to the door) Don't bother him Enya...you either Hiei. Enya: Can I at least sit in here with Nii-san's boyfriend? He must get lonely with Nii-san asleep... Yoko: If you leave him alone and let him sleep then yes...(leaves to go get the things needed) HILL SIDE Tomoki: (walking, minding his own buisness) Kori: (top half undressed bottom half dressed, unbottoned pants) Sutoshi: (shirt off, pants...still at least partly on...) ((Yes, we used idiot terms for those who don't know big words...like us)) Kori: (stops a moment) (sniffs the air) ...**(It's him...)** (low growling) Sutoshi: What is it Kori? (whines) Kori: Oh! ...nothing (goes back to Sutoshi, pulling his pants further down) ...(kissing him) Sutoshi: (running his hands over Kori) Tomoki: (walks into the clearing and sees Kori and Sutoshi) ! IT'S THE DEVIL ACT! You litte devil creatures! (had been carrying a gun filled with rock salt) (clicks the gun and aims) Kori: ...(kisses Sutoshi's lips and stands up, running quickly over to Tomoki kicking the gun out of his hands) Go away...(glares, eyes turning a glowing red color) You once did it too, with your wife...so get over it and leave us alone... Sutoshi: (when Kori stands, he sits up and looks at his father) ... Wha- Holy hell! Tomoki: (look of pure fright) The devil act! You satanists! (backs away from Kori) Sutoshi: (stands buttoning his pants) Kori... Don't hurt him... please... Kori: (pouts and growls at Tomoki) You ruined my turn...on top (glares and grabs the gun snapping it in two) Go away...(goes back over to Sutoshi and whimpers) You really are too nice...Sutoshi... Tomoki: Get away from that demon, Devil child! Sutoshi: (doesn't move) Tomoki: You heard me! I've friends! You best move Devil Child, or you'll find your devil mate dead. Sutoshi: (tenses in fear) ... (takes three steps away from Kori) Tomoki: Come over here. Now. Kori: (grabs Sutoshi pleadingly) Sutoshi?...Don't leave me...(sad look) Sutoshi: (sad) Kori... he... his friends... I don't want to risk you... (slowly begins to cry) I'm sorry... I'll try... to come back... Tomoki: Now. Devil Child. If you come now, you might be saved... Sutoshi: ( pulls away from Kori) Don't worry, Kori... I love you, and I'll find a way to get back... hopefully... Kori: So what about his friends! (throughs his arms around Sutoshi's waste) I told I wouldn't let anyone take you from me! I don't care who it is...(crys) I'm not letting go either! Sutoshi: (crying) Please... Kori... find a way to get back... if... if I don't... I don't come back in two days... come find me... until then... can you... please live... without me? Please... for my sanity? Kori: No. I'm not letting go and I can't live without you...I won't either...Your farther can bring all the 'friends' he wants...I won't let you go, not now or ever! Sutoshi: (falls to his knees) Kori... please... I begging... just two days... Kori: I know I'm being selfish...but...I never want to be away from you...I won't give you to anyone...especially to HIM...(still attached to Sutoshi's waist) Sutoshi: Kori... I don't want to leave... but if I don't... who _knows_ what might happen! I... I don't want... anything to harm you... I would die if I was the cause of you getting hurt... please... just two days... thats all I ask... Kori: No...(loosens his grip only a small bit) ...You might die if I get hurt but...but...I'd die if you just left me here...don't abandon me...Sutoshi I love you...(whimpers and crys) I'd rather die...than let you go...please... Sutoshi: I'm not abandoning you... Tomoki: (starts to cough and collapses on to the ground) Sutoshi: (gasp) Kori, let me go a minute... I need to go check on my dad... he's collapsed... Kori: (sobs) don't leave me...(lets go and crys) Don't...(hic)...leave me...(crys more) Sutoshi: Don't worry, I won't... (walks over to his father) Dad... are you okay? Tomoki: (reaches up and grabs Sutoshi by the neck) Devil... (cough) child... (blood drips from the corner of his mouth) Sutoshi: Dad! (acctually worried) Kori: (crying) ...(hic/sob) Sutoshi...(grabs Sutoshi's hand) don't...please don't... Tomoki: (cough/gag) Sutoshi: ... Kori... Somethings wrong... Dad's sick... He's... Kori: ...No...please...(sobs) ...he's ...he's...please nooo, Sutoshi...(cries) don't...watch...get away...(hic) from... Tomoki: (breathes his last breath and **dies**) Sutoshi: (tenses) (gasp) ! (breaths coming short) Kori: ...no (whispers) ...(grabs Sutoshi and covers his eyes) NO! (cries covering his eyes) ...don't look please...I don't care if you still love your father...don't... Sutoshi: (slowly moves Kori's hands from over his eyes) D-dad...? No... he's not... he can't be dead... he's not, right Kori? Kori: ...Sutoshi...(cries a bit more) don't ... Sutoshi: ...Right, Kori? He's not dead...right? Answer me... please... tell me he's not... (eyes water) Kori: ...(takes a breathe) He's dead...not living...he's never gonna wake up...(keeps a firm grip on Sutoshi) Sutoshi: (trembles) ... Kori... can... can we go home? ... I'd... I'd really like to leave... Kori: (doesn't say anything, but grabs Sutoshi and pulls him to his feet) ... (leaves his clothes there and takes Sutoshi home quickly) AT HOME Sesshomaru: (sniffs) Kori and Sutoshi are home. UPSTAIRS Enya: Nuri-kun... you okay? (sits on the floor by Nuriko) Nuriko: (biting his lip as Yoko works on Yokoshino's wing) ...huh?...Oh I'm fine...(worries) Yoko: (works quickly and carefully on Yokoshino's wing, wrapping it tightly) DOWN STAIRS Chibi: Kori! Sutoshi!...(sees them as they walk in, Kori no shirt unbottoned pants and Sutoshi looking very upset) What's wrong? Sutoshi: (still trembling, stays completely silent) (shakes his head) Sesshomaru: ...hm... (leans over and whispers in Chibi's ear "I smell the scent of death on them...somethings up...") Chibi: Did something happen? You two stayed out for a long while... Kori: ...(looks at Sutoshi) Yes... Chibi: Are you two okay? Kori: (again looks at Sutoshi)...I...I think... Sutoshi: (yanks away from Kori and runs upstairs to Kori's room) Sesshomaru: ... Chibi: Sutoshi...Kori...(sad look) Kori: (watches him run up stairs, with a sad look) I'm...I'm gonna stay with him for a while...mom...what can I do? Chibi: I...(looks at Seshomaru) help him heal his heart...(smiles at Kori) Kori: ...(follows Sutoshi) Sesshomaru: What'd ya look at me for? Chibi: (smiles) Because I love you! and the thought of you caring makes me feel happy so maybe that'll help those two! Sesshomaru: ... You should probably find out whats up, and spread the word so no one hits a sore spot. Sutoshi looks pretty upset. Chibi: Okay...(smiles thoughtfully and goes to tell Nuriko and them) UP STAIRS Chibi: (peaks into the room) How's Yokoshino? Yoko: He's doing okay...His wing was pretty bad, you did a good job mending it... Chibi: Okay but Kori and Sutoshi...well mainly Sutoshi...something happened and Sesshomaru smelled death on them but Sutoshi was pretty upset and Kori was half dressed...but anyways! Don't do anything to upset them further... Nuriko: Alright...(watches Yokoshino sleep now that Yoko is done wrapping his wing) Hiei: ... Enya: Mumma... What made Nii-chan and Su-chan upset? Yokoshino: (mumbles things in-audiable) (mumbles) Ko...ri... (mumbles more things in-audiable) Chibi: Kori and Sutoshi...I'm not too sure...(looks at Yokoshino) This really isn't the time but Nuri-san? Can you wake up Yoshi-pon? I want Kori-kun to come talk with him...I'll be right back... Yoko: It's okay for him to wake up...but he'll need pain killers... KORI'S ROOM Kori: Sutoshi...I'm so sorry...I ...I... Sutoshi: (shakes his head) It's not... your fault... I... I figured... I figured something was wrong... with dad... he always had to take... pills... since... since I left... he probably didn't... take them... Even though... he hated me... I still took care of him... and with me gone... he probably... didn't eat or... anything... It's all... my fault... my fault... Kori: ...It's not your fault! Your dad is the one who brought it on himself! (gets all teary eyed) I was trying to keep you away...I smelled it the moment I kicked the gun...He was dying before he got there...I'm sorry I couldn't keep you away from that kinda pain... Sutoshi: ... but... he wouldn't have died...if... if only... if I had... been there... to remind him... of his pills... and... please... don't cry Kori... Kori: But because of me...you weren't there to remind him...and...and... It's all because of me! (cries) Sutoshi: (embraces Kori) Ko-pon... if you cry now... I'll break... I'm trying to hold myself together for you... please don't cry... Kori: (sobs a little and hiccups) ...you...you...can cry it's okay...mom said that you shouldn't bottle up your emotions...it'll only hurt worse...(no more crying) So I'll hold you together...so just cry...you'll feel better... (wraps his arms tightly around Sutoshi) Sutoshi: ...Kori... th-thank you... for being... with me... (trembles and cries) Kori: (holds him tightly) Your welcome...(smiles) **(Please feel better, love)** Chibi: (knocks) Can I comers in? (asked from outside the door) Sutoshi: (had cried himself to sleep) Kori: (queitly) Yes. (Has Sutoshi's head in his lap, sitting on the floor) Chibi: (opens the door and pokes her head in) Kori-kun? I want you to come talk with Yokoshino...he's hurt pretty badly. I had Nuriko wake him up and I think he wants to talk to you too, and I'm having everyone leave the room so you two can talk...Is Sutoshi okay? Kori: Yeah I think so...(picks up Sutoshi's head and sits it gently on a pillow) I'm coming... Chibi: (takes Kori to Yokoshino's room) Can everyone clear out for a minute so Kori and Yokoshino can talk, you too Nuriko... Yoko: Okay...Yokoshino don't try to move or anything... Hiei: ... Nuriko: Okay...(kisses Yokoshino) I'll be right outside... Enya: Hiei! My Darling! Let's go play video games! (drags Hiei downstairs) Yokoshino: Yeah, of course Dad. Of course, I'm gonna get up and walk across the room. Yeah, you think I'm that stupid? (sarcastic tone, winces slightly since his shoulder had twitched) Yoko: Stupid...noooo (sasrcastic) Reckless maybe...don't do anything though. (leaves the room) Hiei: (dragged out) Nuriko: (also left) Chibi: ...(smiles) Okay! Please be nice, both of you. Neither of you need anymore grief right now...and if either of you does anything...I'll hurt you... One way or another...(leaves) Yokoshino: So... (akward silence) Kori: What happened to your wing?... Yokoshino: Got distracted and I flew into a statue on top of the new western church. Kori: Sorry... Yokoshino: You don't have to say sorry. Kori: about yesterday...I let my temper get the best of me...I didn't mean to take it that far...(he looked at his feet) I...I still love you Nii-san...forgive me? Yokoshino: I don't have to forgive you... I was the one who said those things... I shouldn't have said them... and... so you know... I didn't get distracted... don't tell Nuri-pon... but I kinda broke my wing somewhat on purpose... I'm sorry Nii-chan... really... Kori: ...I'm still sorry though...(hugs Yokoshino) If you need anything I'll try and help okay...but ...Sutoshi isn't very happy right now...his dad died today...he saw us together and well I tried to keep Sutoshi away ,but... his dad died right in front of him...he kept dening it until I told him he was really dead... Nii-san...what do I do now? Yokoshino: Heh... Stay with him, of course. (puts a hand to his ((own)) forehead and chuckles) Yeah... You should stay with him. He just might need you... Kori: Thanks...(smiles) Don't hesitate to ask for anything,K? You okay though? Yokoshino: Yeah, I'm fine. Oh, hey, Do me a favor, and never, I mean _never_, leave Sutoshi. (smiles) I barely know him, but... he seems like he needs a companion just as much as you do. Kori: (smiles again) I promise. You need to rest also...I'm gonna go to him now. Thankyou, Yoshi-san...(leaves the room quietly) Nuriko: (comes in) You okay, Yoshi-pon? (sits in a chair next to the bed) Yokoshino: Yeah, I'm just fine. (smiles) Nuriko: Wahh...I'm sorry I got so mad at you before! Yokoshino: There's no need to say sorry. It was only right for you and plenty others to get angry. I was pretty mean... Nuriko: ...(lays his head down beside him) I was so worried... Yokoshino: (moves his arm that was on the side without the broken wing and placed his hand on Nuriko's head) It's okay, Nuri-pon. It's alright to be worried, just don't blame yourself, kay? (smiles) Nuriko: Uh-huh...But I got so worked up now I'm so tired...(falls asleep) Yokoshino: G'night... Nuri-pon... (whispered) IN KORI'S ROOM Sutoshi: (wakes up) huh?... Kori? Where...are you? (looks around) Kori: (opens the door quietly and closes the door the same way)...eh? You're awake? (holding two cans of something to drink) I thought when you woke up you'd be thirsty...(sits on all the pillows with him) want something? Sutoshi: Thanks, I'd love something to drink... Kori: (hands him one of the cans) Sutoshi? You feel better now? Huh? (Scoots closer)... Sutoshi: (takes the drink and swallows half of it in one gulp) Yeah... I'm good... at least... as of right now... Kori: Not cold or anything are you? (opens his drink and takes a sip) If you want or need anything please ask me. Sutoshi: I'm fine. Everything is fine... (leans his head against Kori's shoulder) Kori: (sighs and smiles) I love you, ya know? I'll do anything for you... Sutoshi: Yeah, I know...and I love you as well. I'll do anything for you... (sighs) I'm gald I met you... nothing could change my mind about our meeting... Kori: That makes me happy...(leans his head against Sutoshi's) Sutoshi: I'm happy, just knowing you're happy... DOWNSTAIRS Tomoe: (comes running out of her room and jumps onto Yoko's back) Yo-pon! (slightly shaking) I had a scary dream! Yoko: 'Bout what? (sitting on the couch reading) Tomoe: I dun remembuh...I jus know it was scary! Yoko: Really...(closes the book he was reading) (pats her head) Galire: (floats through) Where's Kanou? Yoko-san? Have you seen him? Tomoe: ...(clings to Yoko with her arms around his neck) Kanou: (pops up through a door) Someone say my name? Galire: Kanou! (flying tackle glomps him) I've been wondering where you went! I've missed you! (plants a kiss on him) Yoko: ... Kanou: Gal-pon... (ish glomped and kissed) I've been right here for... awhile... Tomoe: Yo-pon... what were you reading? Yoko: Uh...a book...(looks at tittle) This...(points)... Galire: Really? I never knew...who'd of thunk it... Chibi: Sesshomaru! (grabs his hand) Meow! Sesshomaru: (smirks) Bark. Chibi: (giggles and smiles child-like) Eeee! (hides in Sesshomaru's arms) Sesshomatu: (chuckles and smirks) Rawr Chibi: (squeals more, buring her face deeper into his chest) Mew Sesshomaru: (wraps his arms around Chibi) Rawr Chibi: Eeee! (surpresses a giggle and presses closer to Sesshomaru) Mew Meow Sesshomaru: (chuckles and nuzzles Chibi's cheek) Heh heh. Tomoe: Yoko, can we go out into the gardens? Its a nice day! Yoko: Sure...It's pretty today...(sets the book down and stands up) Tomoe: Yay! (grabs Yoko's hand and holds it) Yoko: Okay...(walks out side) Chibi: Heeheehee...(nuzzles Sesshomaru's ...well Sesshomaru) Galire: Kaanouuuu? Kanou: Wha? IN YOKOSHINO'S ROOM Yokoshino: Hmm... lessa see... Nuri's asleep... and... Everyone else is downstairs... and I can't move... and... I have to pee... Well then! I'm in deep shit... Nuriko: (mummbles and shifts around a little, not waking) Yokoshino: ...Shoot... (whines) Hey... Hey... Can anyone hear me? If you can... c'mere...please...? KORI'S ROOM Kori: ...Sutoshi...I need to help Yokoshino...I'll be right back okay? Sutoshi: Uh-huh... (mummbled) (leans backwards and falls against the pillows) Kori: Okay...(runs into Yokoshino's room) Yes Nii-san...? Yokoshino: Um... sadly enough... I can't move... Nuri's asleep... and... ... I have to...pee... Kori: Oh...I'll be right back...(runs down stairs) Mommmm! Chibi: (snuggled with Sesshomaru) **(waaahhhh...)** Yess? Ko-pon? Kori: Uh well...Yokoshino...he has to go to the bathroom...How do we get him there? Chibi: That's a good question...I wonder...(after a long moment of thought) Go ask Yoko... Kori: ...okay but how do I not let Tomoe know? Chibi: I dunno...ask to talk with him alone or sometin' ... Sesshomaru: I'll go talk with him... Be right back Chibi... (lets Chibi go and walks outside to where Yoko and Tomoe were) Ahem... Yoko... May I speak with you? Yoko: ...(bepuzzeled look) Sure what about? Sesshomaru: ... (glances at Tomoe) ... Yoko: (doesn't get it)...sooo...what about? Sesshomaru: ... Yoshi... Hello? Yoko: oh...OH!...okay I get it! Tomoe excuse me for a minute... (walks a ways from Tomoe) Sesshomaru: Yoko, we got a problem... Yokoshino need to go to the restroom, and you told him not to move... Yoko: ...ah yes...Well if something is suportting the wing or keeping it from moving he can move a very small distance, if he can stand what pain comes with moving around...is that all? Sesshomaru: Yes. (turns and walks back into the house) Tomoe: What was all that about Yoko? Yoko: ...nothing really just needed a little information for Kori...((lieing... halfway)) Tomoe: Oh, what about? Yoko: ...boy problems...Guy only information... Tomoe: (gasp) Can I know? Yoko: ...maybe...in a few years...(walks off towards the roses) Tomoe: (follows obidiently) Seriously! Can I know? Plllllleeeeaaaaaasssssssseeeeeee? (puppy eyes) Yoko: ...I don't think your a man...In fact I know your not...(looks at her breast)... Tomoe: So? Can I still know? C'mon! Please? (puppy eyes again, this time cuter) Yoko: What part of GUYS ONLY...is not clear? I could go into more deatial if you want? Tomoe: (pouts) Fine... Yoko: I still love you To-pon (hugs and kisses) Tomoe: (ish hugged and kissed) (still pouts...in a cute way) INSIDE Sesshomaru: Well, Yoko said if Something helps support Yokoshino's wing, and Yokoshino can withstand at least alittle bit of pain, then yeah... he'll make it... (goes back to cuddling with Chibi) Kori: Okay! Chibi: Yay! (cuddles) Kori: (runs back up stairs into Yokoshino's room) If something supports your wing and you don't mind the pain, you can move small distances...So I can get your wing...if it's okay... Yokoshino: As long as I don't have to wake Nuri up, and I get to go, I'm good... Kori: I'll try and be gentle...(goes over to his broken wing and lightly picks it up)... Yokoshino: (as Kori picks his wing up, he sits up and begins to move) Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow owwy...Don't bother listening to me... Kori: sorry...sorry sorry...(says that all the way to the bathroom and back) Yokoshino: (when he's done, he lays back down) Thanks Kori... Kori: Your welcome...(looks at Nuriko) I don't think anything would wake him now...Nuriko, I mean...don't heisitate to call (goes back to his room) OUTSIDE Tomoe: (still pouting...in a cute way) ...**(I still wanna know...)** Yoko: I'm not telling you no matter how cute you pout...**(It's very hard not to...damn cuteness)** Tomoe: Pllllleeeeeeaaaaaaassssssssssseeeeeeeeeeeee? (big huge puppy eyes, and bottom lip slightly poking out) **(Look into my cute, evil eyes, Now give the information!)** Yoko: ...(closes his eyes) I can't see you! (says playfully) **(I will not look I will not look I won't I won't I won't!)** Tomoe: Pwwweeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaasssssssseeeeeeeee? (neads, like a cat with her small nails and hands, Yoko's forearm) Yoko: I can't and won't tell...You'll have to ...rape it out of me... Tomoe: (whines) But... I can't rape the willing... so... thats... like... impossablibale! ...er... Impossible! (whines) (gets teary eyed) Pweeeeaaaasssseeee? If you don't tell me I won't stop bothering you about it... Yoko: I told you how to get the imformation...now you just need to do it... (contiues to walk) KORI'S ROOM Kori: Sorry ...it took so long... (crawls on the pillows and curls around Sutoshi making a quiet purring sound) Sutoshi: ZzzZzzZzzZzzZzzZzzZ... OUTSIDE Tomoe: (sits down in the middle of the walk way and cries) Yoko: ...no...no...No...NOOOOO...(twitches)...No gwad darnit! (huffs) Tomoe: (continues to cry) ...(sob) INSIDE Enya: Mumma! I think something happened! Mommy's crying! Chibi: ...huh? oh...she probally wants Yoko to 1. tell her something, 2. do something, or 3. she wants something...She's fine...she'll stop when Yoko caves... Hiei: ...**(I hope to gawd Enya doesn't try that...)** ... Enya: Oh, okay. (forcefully snuggles with Hiei) OUTSIDE Tomoe: (still crying) Yoko: Give up Tomoe...this is one time I'm not caving...it's for your own good **(As well as mine)** So stop it...(said in a serious manner) Tomoe: (cries even more) KORI'S ROOM Sutoshi: (rolls over and almost rolls off the pile of pillows) Kori: (grabs him) eeee...(said softly) Sutoshi...(holds him closely) ... Sutoshi: (mumbles) Ko...ri...(snore) Kori: ...(smiles and cuddles with him) ..sutoshi...(falls asleep with his face buried in Sutoshi's back) DOWNSTAIRS Sesshomaru: (curled around Chibi) Chibi: (ish curled around) ...poor Tomoe...I wonder if we should tell her about Yokoshino and his injuries? Sesshomaru: (mumbles) I dunno... think of the consequences... Chibi: (strokes Sesshomaru's hair) yeah I know...but still it IS her son after all... She sorta has the right to know... OUTSIDE Yoko: ...Okay stop it Tomoe...this is ridiculous...even for you...I said I'm not telling and it's final...no matter what...or how cute you are... Tomoe: (sniffles) ...But... Why won't you tell me? Yoko: I can't...if I did you'd be upset and I don't want that...(hugs her) I hate it when you cry...even more when your not using it against me... Tomoe: ... (hic) Why can't you? Yoko: I just told you...You would get upset... Tomoe: If I promise not to get upset, can I know? Yoko: You not getting upset is impossible...it's just that way...go bother Sesshomaru later about it...(takes her hand) Let's go to the pond...and feed the fishys...? Tomoe: (nods and glomps Yoko, clinging to him) Yoko: Ick...(carry/drags/walks to the pond) INSIDE Chibi: Nee? Sesshomaru? Did you hear me? (pokes his face) Sesshomaru: (nods) Yeah, I know... I heard you... and if you think so, then you tell her, or maybe get Yoko to... (hugs Chibi and curls around her closer) Chibi: (cuddles with him) maybe...hopefully she might find out by herself... (strokes Sesshomaru's hair until he falls asleep) Sesshomaru: mmmmm...zzzzzzzzz... (asleep like a log) OUTSIDE Tomoe: Hey, Yoko... It just occured to me... Where's Yokoshino? You said he just left like... before you guys and us went training... has he come back? Yoko: ...**(shit)** yes...he should be in his room with Nuriko... Tomoe: Oh, okay... (smiles and continues to cling to Yoko) Yoko: **(just missed a bullet there)** ...(smiles) YOKOSHINO'S ROOM Nuriko: (wakes up)...(sits up stiffly) ow...I'm not sleeping like that anymore... Yoshi-pon?... Yokoshino: Oh, hey Nuri-pon. I see you slept uncomfirtably, next time, if you get on the bed on my right side, you'll be able to sleep on the bed. Nuriko: Wha? But what if I hurt you? I don't wanna do that...(oogles at Yokoshino) Yokoshino: Don't worry... It only hurts when I move my left arm... Nuriko: SO...your right side is okay? (smiles) Yokoshino: (smiles and nods) Uh-huh. Nuriko: So if I kiss you on your right side it's okay? Yokoshino: Yeah. The only thing I can't do is move my left arm... Nuriko: ...Cool...uh...I mean...Okay (kisses Yokoshino) Yokoshino: (kisses back, pulling Nuriko onto the bed with his right arm) Nuriko: (smiles to himself) (falls onto the bed with Yokoshino, making sure to stay on the right side of the bed) Yokoshino: Mmm... Nice of you to join me. (smirks) Nuriko: heehee...thanks for the invite...(smiles and kisses him again) Yokoshino: (kisses Nuriko back) DOWNSTAIRS Sesshomaru: (asleep curled up around Chibi) Enya: ... MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! (sly look towards Hiei) Hiiiiiieeeeeiiiiiii-darling! Guess what? Hiei: ...(sighs) ...Let me guess...'Your going to throw me in a closet and rape me'? Enya: Nooooo... but thats a thought... (pulls out a notepad and writes the idea down) Hiei: (peeks over her shoulder) Whatcha writin'? Enya: (quickly hides the notepad) Noooooottttthing... (cute look) Now, you still haven't guessed what! Hiei: ...Hmm...What Enya: Is that a question? Hiei: No, it's a guess... Enya: No. Ask me 'what?' Hiei: But I guessed 'what'...so you have to tell me... Enya: (sigh) Alright! Here's what: Gimme a kiss! Hiei: ...What?...(big eyes) Enya: I saaaaaiiiid... Gimme a kiss! Please? Huh? Huh? Huh Mr. Huh? Can I can I can I? Hiei: ... Enya: I'll take that as a yes! (attacks and kisses Hiei) Hiei: (is kissed and attacked) Chibi: (curled up with Sesshomaru, sleeping, her small hands resting on his head) Kanou: Kodak moment! (takes a picture of Hiei and Enya) Chibi, and Tomoe will definatly want to see this... Galire: ...(hugs Kanou from behind, hanging off him) Whatcha doing? Oh oh guess what! Kanou: What? Galire: ...(sly smile) Earlobe... Kanou: Earlobe? Wha-? Galire: (nibbles Kanou's earlobe then kisses his cheek) Chu Kanou: (blushes and squirms) gah... KORI'S ROOM Sutoshi: (sleepily opens one eye) Huh? Wha time es it? ... (yawn) Kori: (curled around Sutoshi) ...(wakes up with a moan of protest) Unnn... (nuzzels Sutoshi's neck) I dun wanna get up...stay here...please... Sutoshi: ...Yeah... night... (yawn, ish back asleep) Kori: (sat up and pulled a small blanket from a chair pulling it over them, then laying down and going back to sleep)...good night...love you... OUTSIDE Tomoe: (staring at the roses) Yoko: (sitting with Tomoe)...**(I hope she isn't mad at me...for my sake anyways, who knows how she acts when she's mad...)** ... Tomoe: (hums some odd song to herself) (stands and goes to pick a rose trying not to get poked) Owwy... (sticks finger in her mouth) Yoko: Silly...you don't pick a rose that way...(carefully picks the rose she wanted) I think this happened once before...but here you are...something not as pretty as you...sorry Tomoe: (oogles) Aww... Thank you Yo-pon! Yoko: (smiles charmingly) Why your welcome, To-pon. Tomoe: (glomps Yoko) Aww! You're so awsome! Yoko: Thanks, and you're so cute! (huggles her) Tomoe: Thankyou, Yo-pon (huggles) Yoko: ...(smiles) Welcome... INSIDE Chibi: (wakes up but doesn't move) **(too chilly to move...hmmm...Fluffy)** ...(curls up around his head and whispers) mine... Sesshomaru: (sighs in his sleep) Kanou: (looks over at Chibi and Sesshomaru) Hey...psst... Hey... Chibi... You awake? (whispered) Chibi: No...(lays there) Kanou: I don't want you to move, I just wanted to tell you something...about Enya and Hiei... Chibi: (opens one eye) Did she finally rape him? Kanou: No... but they did finally kiss, and I got a picture... Chibi: That's nice...(flat tone) Make me a copy...please...(closes her eyes and is 'asleep') Galire: ...psst...Kanou? Kanou: What is it, Gal-pon? Galire: Do you think Yoshi-pon is okay? I haven't seen him since this the fight or anything... Kanou: (shrugs) I dunno... YOKOSHINO'S ROOM Yokoshino: Hey... You asleep? (smiles, slightly sarcastic) Nuriko: No...I'm just laying here...I'm just so relieved your okay...what made you so distracted? Yokoshino: Nothing really... I just watched as people walked below on the street, and I saw a child crying right when I hit the statue... ((lie... big time...)) Nuriko: Truthfully? Yokoshino: Yeah! Of course! (sweatdrop) Eh heh heh heh... Nuriko: So it wasn't cause I was mad? Yokoshino: No! Of course not... I don't mind you getting mad at me... as long as I deserve it, and I know that I deserved you getting mad at me... Nuriko: ...Okay...(snuggles against him, carefully) Love you...Yoshi-pon Yokoshino: Love you too, Nuri-pon. (had been resting his right arm around lowers it and pinches, ((I'm sure you all can figure it out))) Nuriko: Eek! (smacks Yokoshino's hand) You pinched my butt! (laughs) ow... Yokoshino: I know. (nuzzles Nuriko's cheek) Nuriko: ...hmmmm...(grabs Yokoshino's chest) Boobies...heehee...(kisses him) Yokoshino: (ish kissed, then looks at his chest) I didn't know I looked like I had boobs... Only you, Nuri-pon, could pull off that look... Nuriko: You don't have boobs...I just wanted to say it...**(and to grope you)** and thankyou... Yokoshino: (kisses Nuriko and... gropes him... again) Nuriko: (kisses back, a lot)...(is groped) KORI'S ROOM Kori: ...(stirs) ...Sutoshi...(mummbles about something) it's my turn...(rubs his face in Sutoshi's hair) Sutoshi: (ish dead to da world...) Kori: (also dead to the world...but dreaming...of Sutoshi) DOWNSTAIRS : (knock on door) Chibi: **(No damnit!) **(sob) Coming...(goes and answers the door) Hello? Person: ...Hello... I'm from the company, Gadgets and Gizmos. We're going door to door, hoping someone will help us try our newest product. Our product will help anyone with a wild family of more than one child. Do you seem intrested? Chibi: (just curious) Maybe...but what does it do excatly...? (looking cute and innocent, no where near adult like) Mr. Salesman: Well, since you asked, I seem to have one right here with me. (pulls out a Dillywhopper, it looks like a vaccum/phone/cabinet/suitcase thing) Well, you see, it has a vaccum, a phone, a storage unit, and a suitcase all in one. It is a multi-purpose item. My company is trying this out to see how the masses like this product. Chibi: ...**(well what does it do?...right now it seems pretty stupid)** ...is that so... Mr. Salesman: Yes, you see, if you are on a trip, you have the suitcase area for clothes, You will always have a phone with you as well, here in the storage area, you can keep lunches, drinks or other food items, and then, if a mess is made, you can use the vaccum part to clean up. Chibi: That's...nice...**(I bet it's expensive...I wouldn't buy it...though...I don't think I need something like that)** Mr. Salesman: Well, if you are intrested, the price for this product is but a measily 20, 000 yen. Which if you use american money, would be precisely ((Not really... this is a guess)) 1,100 dollars... This price could be higher since it is a new product, but for you, this special price is offered, and if you buy this product, we'll throw in two fifty dollar gift cards to our new store, Gadgets and Gizmos! Chibi: ...(bows polietly) We're sorry, but our home is fine without this product. Thankyou for taking the time to come here and tell us of your shop... We may come by one day and thankyou for the information on your product. I'll be sure to tell others of your shop. (bows once more) Have a nice day, siirrr! (smiles innocently) Mr. Salesman: Thankyou for listening, and I'm sure you'd love to take a look at our new shop. Goodbye. (walks off for next door) Sesshomaru: (in his sleep tries to hug Chibi, but no chibi) (wakes) Huh? Chibi? (looks around) Oh... Who was at the door? Chibi: (shuts the door) No one! It was just a salesman...(dives onto Sesshomaru and purrs) Sorry if it woke you...(snuggles) Sesshomaru: (catches Chibi) Its okay. It didn't wake me... Chibi: Want some dinner? It's about that time...I'll cook something really good...How about Oden? Sesshomaru: Sure. How about a family dinner? Everyone there... I'll go get the others...? Chibi: Sorry dearest...that won't work...Yokoshino?...remember? he'll have to eat in his room with Nuriko... Sesshomaru: ... (dog like yawn) Well... We can always tell Tomoe that Yokoshino is busy with Nuriko... or something... Chibi: At dinner time?...(flat stare) They can only do it so long and they do have to eat...I'll just tell Nuri something and have him come get his food...I also need to ask Yoko somethin' Sesshomaru: Alright... YOKOSHINO'S ROOM Yokoshino: (left arm twitches) ouch... Nuriko: ...Yoshi? I'm sorry did I hurt you...(looks worried) Yokoshino: No. You didn't. My arm just twitched... thats all... Nuriko: ...okay...So you feeling better now? Did you and Kori patch things up? Yokoshino: Yeah. Me and Kori are good now, and I'm just fine... now if only I could move... Nuriko: Where do you want to go? I'll help you...or I can get Kori or someone... Yokoshino: No... its not that I want to _go_ somewhere... I just want to _do_ something...or someone... ((hint hint, wink wink, nudge nudge, poke poke)) Nuriko: I think we have to call Yoko on that one...I'm not sure about that...we move to much...(sighs) Chibi: (knocks) Is it okay I come in? Yokoshino: Yeah, sure mum... we're descent and dressed. Chibi: (comes shuffling in) Nuriko, if Tomoe asks: Yoshi's upset and grounding himself to his room...okay? Anyways, I'm making Oden...so Nuri'll have to come get it...and I'll ask Yoko about something later...so don't...(thinks of how to say this) Don't go trying to bang each other till then, K? Yokoshino: Yeah, of course... (flat stare) **(Now I get the withdrawls)** Nuriko: ...okay, call when it's ready...and if ya don't mind put that thing on top of the list of important things to do... Chibi: (...twitch, twitch) ...k...(little voice) (shuffles out) OUTSIDE Tomoe: (stomach growls) I'm hungry... (sniffs) ... I wonder if Chibi's started to cook dinner yet... (( -- Can't cook... last time she tried... let's just say... There was a small puddle of blood, and a large black cloude and...Yoko almost had a heart attack)) Yoko: (thinks about that time too and shudders) You're never cooking again by the way...You scared the shit outta me and we didn't even have enough bandaides for your cuts...and burns...and Chibi spent weeks cleaning that kitchen... Tomoe: I know... I at least know how to make cereal... and easy-mac and... yeah... Yoko: and those things...what was it...anyways those nice melted things with chocolate and stuff... Tomoe: SMORES! Yes! I love smores! Yummy! Aww... now I'm even hungrier... Yoko: ...Now I'm hungry...Let's go inside, I'll read to you until the food is down... Tomoe: (squee) Yay! (climbs onto Yoko's back) Yoko: (gives Tomoe a piggyback all the way inside and dumps her on a really squishy couch and plops down beside her and picks up his book and starts to read) Tomoe: (cuddles up to Yoko's side and listens to Yoko read, while staring at the book) IN THE KITCHEN Chibi: (has gotten all ingredients and utensils needed to make Oden) Sesshomaru...wanna help me with the veggies and things? Just cut 'em up into slices not thin or too fat...okay? Oh, I'll see if Kori wants to come help! Be right back! (runs upstairs to Kori's room) Sesshomaru: ...O...kay... (slowly starts to cut up veggies) KORI'S ROOM Chibi: (knocks on the door) Kori? Can I ask you something? Kori: (mummbles, rolls over and says sleepily) sure... Chibi: (pokes her head in) We're cooking Oden...wanna come help? Oh sorry were you sleeping? Kori: Not really...(sits up rubbing his eyes) I guess I could...(leans down to Sutoshi and whispers) Sutoshi? Wake up a moment... Sutoshi: (makes no move...) ...mmmmm...zZzzZzZZzZzzZ Kori: ...(whispers into his ear) Wakey wakey...(sticks his tongue into Sutoshi's ear) Sutoshi: Nnnmmm... (sticks hand to his ear) Mmm... five more minutes... Kori: Okay just hold on...Is it okay if I go help cook dinner with mom? (leaning over him looking down at him) It's Oden... Chibi: ...(still in the room) Sutoshi: Mmmmm...shweepy... Kori: ...Do you want me to stay with you then? Chibi: I've gotta go downstairs but if you decide you wanna help, just come to the kitchen...Sesshomaru's alone down in there...(runs back to the kitchen) Sutoshi: (curls up into a ball and sighs) ...Ko...ri... (asleep) Kori: ...(smiles and kisses Sutoshi's forehead) Su-to-shi...(he spoke childish) (strokes his hair) IN THE KITCHEN Chibi: Back...wow you did good chopping up the veggies! (puts a big pot on the stove and puts water and seasonings in it) Okay...next we need to make the Mochi...Sesshomaru can you help me make some small rice balls too? Oh, I know I'll make something special for dessert! (thinking of the dinner she'll make) (puts veggies in the water and begins making some Mochi) Sesshomaru: Sure... (helps Chibi) LIVING ROOM Yoko: (smells the food cooking) ...yum...that smells good... Tomoe: (sniffs) yeah... Can't wait for it to be ready... Yoko: me niether...hey I'll be right back okay...(sits his book down and goes into the kitchen) Chibi? How's Yokoshino going to eat? Chibi: Nuriko, will come get their food and tell Tomoe an excuse...(puts the dessert in oven) ...Thanks for helping Yokoshino, Yoko... Yoko: Hey what's a father for...so how's Kori and Sutoshi? Tomoe: (just sits curled up in the Spot Yoko was sitting, on the couch) KORI'S ROOM Sutoshi: (rolls over and hugs a pillow) (sigh) Kori: huh?...a pillow...(sad) but I'm right here...(whispered) ...(leans over him) Sutoshi: (rolls over yet again onto his back... stretched out) Kori: (jumps back a little when he rolled on his back, then slowly crawled over to him, staring at his face, then sniffed it...)...((doggy like)) Sutoshi: (ish dead asleep) Kori: (finds Sutohsi's sleeping quite interesting) ... (smiles and brushes his lips against Sutoshi's) Sutoshi: (smiles in his sleep) Kori! OoooOOooo...((curious little puppy...huh?)) ...(crawls around to his other side and sits)... (oogling) Sutoshi: (sound asleep...((if you know the book Eerie Queerie... that time when Mitsou was fondling Hasunuma's collar bone... well, Sutoshi is somewhat now sleeping like the way Hasunuma was...))) Kori: ...**(I want him awake...but, I don't wanna wake him...)** (cute pout) Oh well... I'm not like Nii-san and Nuriko-san...(plays with his blue collar he's been wearing the whole story ((I failed to metion he had it on)) it has the pattern on Sesshomaru's Kimono but in different colors, silver diamond shaped thing and red inside of it) ...(will wait paitenitly for him to get up) Sutoshi: (rolls off of the pillows) Wha-? (jumps) Eeek... (sits up and has somewhat of bed hair) Kori: (stops fiddling with his collar) Sutoshi! (jumps him, tackling him to the floor hugging him) Sutoshi!! Eep! (falls over) Hey, Kori! Kori: Did I wake you? **(I thought him awake! Wow...)** Sutoshi: No... sometimes I'm a light sleeper and I guess rolling off the pillows woke me up... (yawn... _big_ yawn) Kori: ...You were sleeping like you would never wake up again...(**light sleeper my foot...)** I'm glad you're awake now...dinner's ready... wanna go eat? Sutoshi: Sure... I am kinda hungry... (stomach growls loudly) Okay..scratch that... I'm starving... (smiles and laughs) Kori: Good, mom made Oden...and lots of other things too...You do eat Oden and rice balls and things right? (stands up on the floor, not the pillows) Sutoshi: Yeah... (stands and stretchs) Oohh... ouch... I haven't slept that much in quite awhile... Kori: (giggles) You can sleep as much as you want whenever you want... (holds Sutoshi's hand) Let's go eat now... Sutoshi: Alright. (instead of holding hands, he wraps an arm around Kori's waist) Kori: (blush)...okay...(both goes down stairs) IN THE KITCHEN Chibi: Oh! Kori-kun! Sutoshi-kun! Yay! Come eat! I may Oden, su! (smiles and ushers them to the table) Come on everyone! Dinner's ready! Yoko: (Comes back into the kitchen carring Tomoe on his back) Okay... Galire: (floats in through the ceiling) Smells good mother. (clinging to Kanou) Kori: (comes in with Sutoshi, blushing)...**(maybe they won't notice...)** Nuriko: (comes down) Okay... Chibi: (fixes up two trays of lots of food and gives them to Nuriko) There ya go! Tomoe: (jumps out of Yoko's arms and runs over to Nuriko) Nuri! Do _you_ know what or where Yoshi-kun is? (large puppy eyes) Nuriko: ...He's uh...grounding himself to his room because he feels bad about what he did to Kori-kun... Tomoe: I should go talk to him then! I am his mother... (thoughtful look) Nuriko: ...(pales)... Chibi: I talked to him already, Yoko did too... Tomoe: But... but... I'm his mommy! I need to talk to him too! Nuriko: But...Yoshi-pon barely wants **_ME_** there with him...(lies quickly) Tomoe: I don't mind... I still wanna talk to him... Yoko: ...What will you say? Tomoe: First! I'd ask him whats wrong... then I'd try to help him talk through his troubles! I may be stupid, dense, and not very smart, and naive... but I _am_ a good person to get advice from! If I try, anyway... Yoko: ...**(i'm still not telling ...damn it)**... Chibi: I'm sorry Tomoe, but...Yoshi... Galire: Yeah, where is he... Nuriko: In his room...(**opps)**... Tomoe: Yoshi! (runs upstairs) Nuriko: Oh no! (puts food down and runs after her) Chibi: (sadly) I'll ...just get the food ready to put up then...That ruined dinner...(small sob) Sesshomaru: At least leave some out... Sutoshi and Kori might want something... (munches on his food) UPSTAIRS Tomoe: (bursts into Yokoshino's room) Yoshi-pon! (happy like) Yokoshino: Momma! Uh... Don't jump on me... please... Tomoe: (looks at him... sees broken wing) AHH! How'd you get hurt Yoshi-pon? Yokoshino: Flew into a statue... Tomoe: (cries) WAHHH! Yoshi's hurt! Nuriko: (runs in) Tomoe! Yokoshino!...(sees Tomoe crying) OH no...**(poor Chibi dinners ruined and now Tomoe knows and is going to get all up set...Poor Yoko and Sesshomaru the most...their husbands) **...it'll be okay Tomoe-san, Yoko bandaged it up good...and Kori and Yoshi made up...and and...(sobs) Yoko: (bursts in) Tomoe! (grabs her up quickly) Don't cry...we didn't tell you so you wouldn't get upset...we would've told you when he was better...(embraces her tightly) Tomoe: But... but... thats mean... (sob/hic) Poor poor poor Yoshi-pon... (sobs) Yoko: (at a loss of what to do)...Yokoshino...say/do something...tell her your okay or something... Yokoshino: Momma... I'm fine... Its just a scratch... (mumbles under breath) I may not be able to move my arm...but... (normal voice again) I'm okay... Tomoe: No you are not! You're hurt! Wahhh! (cries/sobs/hiccups) Nuriko: He'll get better...soon...I mean Yoko is the one helping him and bandaging him up and stuff... Yoko: Yeah, it's only a small break...it should heal quickly... Tomoe: (gasp) HE BROKE IT! OMG! (had only thought it was a bruise) Yoko: ...(whispers under his breath) damn my mouth...(thinks) It's only a very very small thing...To-pon...(huggling her) Tomoe: It is not small... Yoshi-pon can... can... lose his wing! (sob/hic) Yoko: No he can't...he won't I made sure and if he stays in bed and doesn't try to **Do** much he'll be fine...(looks over at Yokoshino)...and if we all help out he'll get better quicker... Tomoe: (gasp) Omg! Are you _trying_ to turn my son into a **_limp noodle _**! OMG! Nuriko: NO! We're not...right now _we_ are trying to get him better... Yoko: Yeah...what he said... DOWN STAIRS Chibi: Okay...(makes two big bowls of food for Kori and Sutoshi) Oden, and rice balls here...and come back for the dessert! (forced smile) Kori: Okay...(takes his tray/plate) Thanks mom...(smiles) We can eat down here or in my room...which ever you want, Su-kun... Sutoshi: Your room, or here... you can choose... Kori: ...My room? Is that okay mom? Chibi: Okay with me...(little sniffle) ...poor Tomoe-chan... Sesshomaru: (sets his chopsticks down and walks over to Chibi) It's okay Chi-pon. Tomoe will get over it... you don't have to be sad... (hugs Chibi) Chibi: If you say so ...I'll believe you... Kori: Shall we go? (cutely) Sutoshi: Sure. YOKOSHINO'S ROOM Tomoe: (sits there... sniffling, and slightly crying) ... Yokoshino: ... (arms twitches) ow... Tomoe: Ahh! You okay, Yoshi-pon? Yokoshino: Fine... really... Tomoe: Okay... DOWNSTAIRS Enya: Hiei-darling! Can I throw you in a closet and rape you? I asked! (puppy eyes, cutely said, being as cute as she can) Hiei: Damn you and your cuteness...but...no...you can't... KORI'S ROOM Kori: (came in followed by Sutoshi) ...(shuts the door) Do you know how to use chopsticks? ...nevermind...you used them before...yeahhh... hehe...(sits in a chair at his desk) Come on...you can pull up another chair and we can eat here... Sutoshi: Alright... (pulls up a chair) DOWNSTAIRS Enya: Aww... Why? Please? At least I asked! Come on! (puppy eyes, using all her cuteness, begging) Hiei: You _can't _rape me, Emi-chan...(goes to get some food in the kitchen) IN THE KITCHEN Chibi: (enjoying a dinner with Seshomaru) ...I love you Sesshomaru...(eats something of his) (smiles) Hiei: Sorry if I interupt...(begins getting some food) Chibi: Just don't ask me to do anything...(eats a rice ball) YOKOSHINO'S ROOM Nuriko!! I've gotta go get our food be right back! (runs to get thier food) Yoko: (picks up Tomoe) Lets go eat...K? Tomoe: Uh-uh! Me wanna stay wif Yoshi-pon! Yokoshino: ... It's alright momma... Nuri-pon will be with me... Tomoe: No! Me wanna stay! Me wanna stay! Yo-pon! (whines and starts to get teary eyed again) DOWNSTAIRS Enya: ... (pauses) HEY! You mean your _willing_ Hiei-darling? (large googly eyes) Wow! IN THE KITCHEN Sesshomaru: I love you too... (sly look as he watches Chibi take some of his food, then steals some of hers) Chibi: (giggles) Do you like it? I love to make Oden! thanks for helping too. DOWNSTAIRS Hiei:... YOKOSHINO'S ROOM Yoko: I think we should just let Nuriko stay, you can come in and out but not bother him, okay? Same goes for you Nuriko, no bothering him... Nuriko: I won't _bother_ him! I promise! KORI'S ROOM Kori: Wow...this is really good...mom did a great job! Don't ya think? Sutoshi: Yeah. It tastes really good... (munches) YOKOSHINO'S ROOM Tomoe: ...but... but... (hic/sniffle) DOWNSTAIRS Enya: Yes or no? Are you seriously _willing_! Cause you said I can't rape you, and only way I couldn't rape you is if one, you were willing, or two, You faught against me and hurt me... but you wouldn't do that! So you gotta be willing! IN THE KITCHEN Sesshomaru: No problem... and yes, I love it. You did a good job on it Chi-pon. Chibi: (squeals) Yay! After Yokoshino's better Tomoe: Hey! Let's go on vaca! But... two people will have to stay home... Chibi: Why? Kori: I voulenteer! (raises his hand very very quickly) Tomoe: Well, Chibi... Me only gots enough to send most of us... So, next time we go on vaca, if I have enough, all of us go, or two different people stay! Sutoshi: I'll stay with Kori! (said very quickly clamping his arms around Kori) Chibi: Okay! Oh **_My_** Smexy Shessy! (runs to find Sesshomaru in his room) ... (relizes something) ...The adults have seperate rooms...everyone does...except our kids...and their boyfriends...(never thought of that before) And we're married... Anyways, Sesshy, we're going on vacationion...((mistake made purposefully)) Lets pack! Sesshomaru: (relaxing in a slight doze on his bed) IN ANOTHER AREA Tomoe: Yoko! Hey! Lessa pack for Vaca! ((Vaca pronounced: Vay-kay)) Yoko: (walks out of the bathroom in a robe) What? (just got out of the shower, still a little wet too) ...A vacation? Where? When? Tomoe: Where...um... I dunno... When... Just now! We're packing! (oogles...drools a little too) Wow! Yoko... you're sho shmexy! Yoko: ...(ish oggled at)...Thanks for the warning...but alright...(grabs some clothes and goes back into the bathroom, comes out dressed) Alright when do we leave? Tomoe: (frowns) Aww... get back into the wobe... you're shmexy like that... Yoko: ...sorry but later... DOWNSTAIRS Kori: Yay! (cuddles to Sutoshi) I'm glad you'll be here with me...I knew you'd say you'd stay if I stayed too...(smiles) Sutoshi: Muahahaha... Of course I'd stay! (funny, evil like look) Kori: And everyone is going on vacation...(smiles naughtily) So we'll be home alone... Sutoshi: (sly, bedroom look) So... wanna try your turn over again? Kori: (blush) ...If you don't mind... Sutoshi: Oh, of course I don't _mind_... Kori: Goodie! (kisses him) Yokoshino: Nuri-pon! Hey... What should we take on the vacation? (going through his drawers) Kanou: Gal-pon! What are we gonna take? (floats up through the ceiling into his and Galire's room) Galire: Kanou! (glomps and kisses) We'll need clothes and maybe a bathing suit... Uh...I don't know what else...(stradiling him on the floor) Nuriko: Clothes...and stuff...and something to keep us _intertained_... Kanou: alright... (takes out a large suitcase) You don't mind sharing a suitcase, do you? It'll make it less lugage... Yokoshino: Oh, Nuri-pon... I don't think we need anything but ourselves to keep _intertained_... Sutoshi: (nuzzles Kori just below his ear the lightly/sexily nibbles it, then chuckles and runs upstairs, jumping on Kori's bed and burying himself in the pillows) Kori: (speechless) That's just mean! (chases him upstairs and into his room) Huh? Where did he go? (looks in his closet, under the bed, the pillows on the floor, and under the covers) No Sutoshi?...(pouts, turning from the bed) Sutoshi: (smiles to himself and slowly pulls the pillows off himself and creeps to the edge of the bed, tossing himself, wrapping his arms around Kori's waist and pulling him onto the bed) Gotchya! GALIRE'S ROOM Galire: Sure I don't mind...(kisses his cheek) Meow (nuzzels his neck) YOKOSHINO'S ROOM Nuriko: I know...I just wanted to say it... right to the point they're all leaving Tomoe: Okay! Everyone got everything? Gone to the bathroom? Have snacks? Have a drink? And... Last, but not least! Have something to intertain themselves on the ride? And NO! No sexual activities on the ride... Nuriko: Can we kiss...? Galire: (sobs) That's not nice...(had a plan) Tomoe: (thinks a moment) Um... Okay... You can kiss, just... Please... Don't make Yoko or Sesshomaru sick... They're our drivers... Chibi: yeah...dey dwive...dey dun twust us...wiff the vechile... (pouts) Yoko: Sorry but you, niether of you, have your drivers licence...(sweatdrop) Tomoe: So! I wouldn't kill us... neither would Chibi... not on purpose anyway... Sesshomaru: Just leave the driving to us... Yoko... You driving first, or what? Tomoe: ... Let us pile into the vehicle! (climbs into the van-like thing) they've left Sutoshi: Hey... I think they're gone... Kori: ...I think they are...I heard the vechile leave...(looks down at Sutoshi) (smiles) Sutoshi: (bedroom eyes, and smexy smile) So, where were we? Kori: (kisses Sutoshi deeply) Somewhere near this...(undoes Sutoshi's shirt and starts on his pants) Sutoshi: Oh, yes... (kisses Kori as he does the whole remove the clothes thing) Kori: (has gotten Sutoshi basically undressed and half undressed himself) ... (nuzzels his neck and nibbles his ear) Sutoshi: (is in simple bliss) afterwards Sutoshi: (lies there) Kori: ...(cuddles to him)...(blush) was...was I good...at all?...(blushes more) Sutoshi: (wraps his arms around Kori) It was wonderful... I love you, Ko-pon... (nuzzles and lightly kisses the side of Kori's neck) Kori: (giggles) I'm glad...I love you too Su-kun...(kisses Sutoshi's head) (smiles) Sutoshi: (chuckles and slowly, continueing with the little light kisses, finds his way to Kori's mouth and passionatly kisses him) Kori: (giggles when he was kissing his neck, and kisses back equally passionatly) Sutoshi: (stomach growls) (sits up) Well, All that made me hungry... Kori: (whines) I don't wanna get up...(clings to Sutoshi) I wanna stay here with you, but...if your hungry...I'll go make you something...(sits up) Sutoshi: Let's just go downstairs together... we can cuddle on the couch with something to eat and watch a movie or something... (smiles) Kori: (pulls a blanket around him ((bed bug)) and nodds) Uh-huh...that'll work...(kisses Sutoshi) What do you want to eat? I'll make it while you find a movie or something... Sutoshi: Surprise me... I'm not _to_ picky about what I eat... Kori: Okay...I'll suprise you with something yummy! (unwillingly crawls out of bed and puts a silky house robe on) Sutoshi: Okay. (follows him downstairs) Kori: (before they left he gave Sutoshi a nice house robe too...THEN they go downstairs to the kitchen) So... I think it'll be ... Sutoshi: Hm... Movie...uh... ... Kori: (turns around) Movies are in the living room so if you go there I bet you'll find one...I'll bring breakfast into the living room when I'm done...okay? (begins to find something to cook) Sutoshi: Okay. (walks into the living room and looks at all the movies) ...Wow... Big selection... Let's see... (scans the over the movies looking at a couple of titles then looking more) Kori: (gets out eggs, bacon, cheese, and some butter) Omlets sound good to me...I hope Sutoshi will like them... (cooks the bacon and sits it to the side, then butters up the pan when it gets heated up, then cracks a few eggs into the pan whipping them up with a fork) Okay...mmmm, smells good so far...I hope I don't burn anything...(puts cheese and bits of bacon into the egg, mixing it up a bit more, then letting it cook, turning it on it's side and taking it out) One down...(places some bacon on the plate and make another one quickly, pours two glasses of milk and puts the food on a tray and takes it into the living room) Breakfast is served! (smiles) I hope you like omlets... Sutoshi: Hm... I guess we can watch Dragon Heart... (goes to the Tv and gets the movie started, let's it play so it passes up the previews) Kori: ...Sutoshi...breakfast...(cocks his head cutely)... Sutoshi: Oh! (sniffs) Smells Yummy, I bet it tastes even better! (walks over to Kori and kisses his forehead) Need any help? Kori: No...(smiles) I hope you like it...It's an omlet with cheese and bacon...(sits tray on a coffee table) Sutoshi: (licks his lips) Mmmm! If you cooked it, most likely, I'll love it. Kori: (blush) (gives Sutoshi his plate) Enjoy... Sutoshi: (sits on the couch indian style with his plate and eats) Kori: (sits in front of Sutoshi on the ground aslo eating) Do you like it? Sutoshi: Mm-hmm...! (mouth to full to speak) Kori: (giggles almost spitting out some of his food, swallows and speaks) Okay...I'm glad...(looks up at him and smiles) Sutoshi: (swallows) Heh heh...(smiles, then eats more) Couple minutes later Sutoshi: (sets his plate down and leans over Kori's head) So, You gonna sit down there the entire movie? Kori: (has finished eating sits his plate down and takes Sutoshi's and sits both plates on the table) No...(gets up and sits in his lap) Your plate got here before me, so I couldn't sit here with you...(kisses his cheek) Sutoshi: I would've moved it, you just had to ask... (wraps his arms around Kori's waist holding him in his lap) Kori: I didn't know that, I would've asked if I knew...(blank look) Wow... Sutoshi: (chuckles and nuzzles the side of Kori's neck) I'll let you in on a secret, you could ask me anything and I'd do it for you. Kori: (giggles and smiles) Really? Sutoshi your too nice to me...I'd do anything for you too... Sutoshi: (smiles) I wouldn't say I was too nice. (sly look) You'd do anything for me? Hm... That opens new ideas... Kori: ...within boundaries...nothing violent...maybe...maybe not...(pauses)...No I'll do anything for you... Sutoshi: Don't worry. I'd never ask for something violent. Kori: That's good...(snuggles against him) Yes you are too nice...you spoil me...you do, really... Sutoshi: I don't spoil you... When have I spoiled you? I'd never spoil you... (chuckles) Kori: You do it all the time! You basically let me do whatever I want...all the time...(smiles) Sutoshi: Let's see... Would that be spoiling, or... letting the one I love have his own way? Kori: ...Hm...(pretends to think) both...you too have an opion and wants...you should have a say in it too... Sutoshi: I could be enslaved and never get my way, as long as you get yours... Kori: I would never let that happen...If I got my way all the time...I wouldn't have you enslaved...ever...I would be very sad if you were...(hugs him) Sutoshi: (hugs back) Okay then! I'll never get enslaved, you must not be sad... that'd make me sad. Kori: Okay...and again your doing it... Sutoshi: Doing what? Huh? (playful look) Kori: Spoiling me...(playfully kisses him) Meow! Sutoshi: Oh, really? Squeak. (wriggles his nose) Kori: (nuzzels Sutoshi's neck) Squeak?...(kisses his neck) ...heehee... Sutoshi: Yesh, Shqueak, You Shee? Shqueak, Shqueak. ((That was on purpose... the Sh thingy...)) Kori: ...well then...Squee...Squee I say...(kisses him again) Sutoshi: (chuckles) Shquee. Kori: (mouth hangs open) Hey that's my word! You have Squeak...(pouts cutely) Sutoshi: Okay then, Shqueak. (smiles and kisses Kori) Don't worry. I won't steal your word. Kori: Thankyou...and your spoiling me again...(kisses back) Sutoshi: I am? (playful) I thought thats what I wanted... to spoil you. You deserve to be spoiled. Kori: (blush) ...No, I don't...(buries his face in Sutoshi's chest because he was blushing so much) Sutoshi: (chuckles and pats Kori's head) I certainly think you do. Kori: (buries his head deeper) ...(blushing MAJORLY) Sutoshi: (chuckles and fiddles with Kori's collar) Kori: (begins to make a purring sound, face still burried into Sutoshi's chest)... Sutoshi: (smiles) You're silly, you know that. (gently lifts Kori's head from his chest and kisses him) Kori: (ish kissed and kisses back) I am? Sutoshi: Yeah, why hide your splendid face from me? Kori: ...I dunno...I...guess I'm a little flustered is all...(has been paying no mind to the movie...Sutoshi's more interesting to him) Sutoshi: Does it matter? Kori: What? (lost or has no clue what he's talking about) Sutoshi: Never mind. Kori: Sorry...but...YOU really are the first person I've ever be-friended or ...uh...had any sort of realationship with... so all this is so new to me...but...I love you...at least that's something I know about...sorta...(dreamlike smile) Sutoshi: (smiles and kisses his cheek) I'm glad I'm the one who was your first love... Kori: I'm glad too...even if you spoil me...I'm glad I fell in love with you (nuzzels his neck) Sutoshi: Hey, I'll be right back, I need to make a quick run to the bathroom... Kori: Okay...(crawls out of his lap and sit paitently in traditional japanese Shizui Style (up right legs undernieth you) and waits for Sutoshi to return) ... (plays with his collar) Sutoshi: (goes to the bathroom, then comes back) Thats better... (sits on the couch and stretches across it to the point that if Kori would want on he'd have to sit on him) (smiles playfully) Kori: ...(smiles back innocently) (crawls back on the couch and first sits on Sutoshi's stomach) You make a nice seat (said playfully) (pokes him playfully, to tickle him) Sutoshi: (smiles and chuckles) I'm glad you like it. Kori: Yeah...but I think you make a better bed, personally. (lays down on his chest) Sutoshi: (smiles and wraps his arms around Kori) Very nice. Kori: (giggles and lays there) You're warm and cozy...and make me feel safe... Sutoshi: Heh. Your soft and cuddly. (smiles) And give me sanctuary. Kori: Really? ...wow...(snuggles to him) Sutoshi: Of course. Really. (cuddles Kori) Kori: (falls into a light sleep in Sutoshi's arms) ZzZzzzZZZzzzZzZZZzz... Sutoshi: (just lies there... watching him...) ((The movie's still on...)) Movie's over and Kori's slowly waking up Kori: Mm...(shifts in Sutoshi's arms) Sutoshi: (twitches, but doesn't move, is dozing, not really asleep, not really awake) Kori: (consious of his surroundings but doesn't wanna wake up)... Sutoshi: (arms tighten slightly around Kori) Kori: Nnnhh...(twitches a little when Sutoshi tightened his grip) an hour later, time: 8:00 pm Sutoshi: (wakes up) Huh? Wha-? (looks at the clock on the wall) Omg! It's eight! How long have we been asleep? Kori: ...Nn...? (opens one red eye and looks around) Wha...? (sits up) What time is it? ((movie's been over long long ago...)) Sutoshi: It's eight at night... damn... we must have been tired... (yawns) Kori: I don't think...we'll sleep tonight...We've pretty much slept all day... Sutoshi: Nope, I don't think so... Wow... Anyway, what ya wanna do now? Kori: Well we had breakfast...no lunch or dinner...so we should eat...It's not healthy to skip meals... (looks at Sutoshi) Sutoshi: I'm actually not really hungry... I have a small apatite... I don't eat much in one day... Kori: (still ontop of Sutoshi) You really should eat...but I won't force you to ...right now... Sutoshi: Don't worry Kori. I'll tell you when I'm hungry... Kori: I know and if you don't I'll find out! (said happy like) So what are we going to do now? Sutoshi: Ya know... You seem to take after your mom... (shrugs) I dunno what we should do now... Kori: Mom? How? ...(trys to figure out how he's like his mother) ... ((still on Sutoshi on the couch)) Sutoshi: (sits up, knocking Kori back against his legs, but draws up his knees so Kori's in his lap) How? Your personality. You act like her sometimes. (kisses his forehead) Kori: (smiles) I guess that's a good thing...At least I'm not like Tomoe...I could control you by crying or something... Seriously she can get Yoko to do anything just by crying...almost anything...Chibi relys on her cuteness to make Sesshomaru do stuff...(kisses Sutoshi back) Sutoshi: Well, if you could cry on whim, you could control me by crying... cause I hate it when you cry... Kori: I don't cry...for nothing...Not like mom Tomoe...but I am something of a crybaby sometimes... Sutoshi: Don't worry... I do my best to make sure nothing happens to make you cry... Kori: ...I heard or saw something once...'No one is worth your tears and the one who is won't make you cry' ... It was so sweet when I saw it (smiles) Sutoshi: Heh. Thats neat. And ya know, I'll never, ever, on purpose, make you cry. Kori: I know...I'll never do anything to hurt you at all either...(still sitting in Sutoshi's lap) Well we very much can't just sit here the whole ...well forever...can we...? Sutoshi: I wouldn't mind. Kori: Niether would I ...but still...Let's go back to my room or something... Sutoshi: Okay. Anything you want... (wraps his arms around Kori, lifting him and carrying him) Kori: Woah! (clings to Sutoshi's neck) ...Don't drop me...(a little worried even though he knows Sutoshi won't drop him) Sutoshi: No fear, that I am here! ((We have found something, Chibi is a cat/bunny/dog/fox/human thing, and Tomoe is a Human/cat/angel thing! Yay!)) Kori: ..That makes no sense... Sutoshi: I know. It wasn't supposed to make sense... Kori: Oh... Sutoshi: Yeah. (walks into Kori's room and playfully tosses Kori onto the bed) Kori: Eeee! (lands on the soft fluffy bed in a flurry of fluffyness) Oof! (sits up) Sutoshi: (chuckles and jumps onto the bed beside Kori) Kori: (giggles) That was a little un-nerving...(glomps Sutoshi into the fluffy covers) Heehee (pins him down) Sutoshi: Really? (looks at Kori with a sly, bedroom like look) Kori: ...(innocent look) Yes really...(nibbles Sutoshi's lower lip) Sutoshi: Heh. Poor Kori. Sorry for tossing you. (smiles) Kori: Apology accepted...(kisses him) and sealed with a kiss...(smiles back) Sutoshi: (licks his lips) Mm... Can I have another one? Kori: (pretends to think) ...hmm...Okay! (kisses him again, deeper) Sutoshi: (kisses him back) Kori: (lets his hands go, so he's not pinned to the bed, still kissing him) Sutoshi: (emidiatly wraps his arms around Kori, pinning Kori to himself, still kissing) Kori: (smiles and still kisses him, wrapping his arms arm Sutoshi's neck) Sutoshi: (smiles to self, still kissing) Kori: (rolls over pulling Sutoshi onto him, finally breaking the kiss) ...(giggles and looks up at him playfully) Sutoshi: Heh. another Hour skip... Sutoshi: (stares at the ceiling) Kori: (curled up next to him)...**(I think I'm getting more and more like Nii-san and Nuri-san...but...Sutoshi is so...I can't help it)**...(staring at Sutoshi) Sutoshi: (turns his head and looks at Kori) So, what now? Kori: ...I...don't know...(sits up) but a nice hot bath would feel nice...huh? (looks at Sutoshi) Sutoshi: Okay. You can go take a bath, I'll wait here... (smiles) Kori: You don't want a bath too? (looking innocent and cute) Sutoshi: Yeah... I can take one when your done. Kori: (shyly)...Do you wanna take a bath with me?...(blush) The tub's big enough... Sutoshi: (shrugs) Sure, Why not! (smiles) That'd be nice. Kori: **(YAY!)** Okay! (runs to get the bath ready) (peeks head through bathroom door) ...Thankyou, Su-kun... Sutoshi: No thanks neccesary, Ko-pon. IN THE BATHROOM Kori: ...(puts a rug down so the floor doesn't get wet and is getting towels and rags) ... Sutoshi: (walks in and sits down on the toilet lid) (watches in silence) Kori: (sees Sutoshi) You can get in whenever you're ready, Su-kun... Eee! (slips on a bar of soap ((how'd that get there?)) and falls over) Sutoshi: Ack! (hurries, falling off the toilet to catch Kori... ending up with them both on the floor, and Sutoshi holding Kori) ...ow... Kori!!! Sorry! Su-kun! (glares at the bar of soap) How the hell did a bar of soap get into the middle of the bathroom floor! (sitting on Sutoshi still) Bar O' Soap: Well excuse me! (stands up...with legs and hands, a mouth and eyes) You are the one who stepped on me! Kori: WTF? ...(totally lost) ...it spoke... Bar O' Soap: That's Bar O' Soap to you Bub! (snorts with an non-exstisant nose) Sutoshi: (uses his foot and kicks the soap into the wall) Be nice to my Ko-pon, you little piece of crud. Bar O' Soap: ...(twitches and says no more) Kori: ...(blinks a few times) Wah! I'm sorry I'm still sitting on you! (jumps up off of Sutoshi and helps him up) Sorry... Sutoshi: It's okay. I don't mind you sitting on me. Your really light. Kori: (gets flustered again) Ah...(blushes)... Bar O' Soap: Gawd...what O' wimp...He is not light he's pretty dang heavy if you ask O' me... Sutoshi: (grumbles, picks up the soap, opens the window, and throws the soap as hard as he can out the window) Now fricken' shut up! Bar O' Soap: O' boy...(goes flying far far away...) Kori: ...Thanks Su-kun...(still blushing) Sutoshi: You don't have to thank me, he said you were heavy which implies your fat, but your not. He's just weak. Kori: ...Okay... **_(((how the hell the soap got into the floor: he has arms and legs so he just got up and walked)))_** Let's get in the bath now...before I decide to slip on something else... Sutoshi: Okay... Kori: (gets in his big tub) I think I may have made the water a litte too hot... Sutoshi: (slips into the water) Nope. Just fine. (smiles) Kori: **(So Sutoshi like hot baths...yay! I know one more thing about him...)** Okay... Sutoshi: (smiles slyly and lightly flicks water at Kori) Kori: Ah! (is flicked with water) (giggles and flicks water back at Sutoshi) (smiles) ... Sutoshi: (lightly splashes a handfull of water at Kori) Kori: (is splashed) hey! (splashes back, just a little) (smiling and giggling more) Sutoshi: (laughs and tackle glomps Kori dunking him into the water) Kori: Eep! (is tackled under water and comes up) Su...Su-kun! (laughs and glomps Sutoshi almost dunking him under water) Sutoshi: Haha! (splashes him with water) half an hour Later Sutoshi: (looks around) Oops... the entire room is all wet... Kori: ...Aw...bummer...I guess I'll clean it up...when we get out...or sometime soon...(frowns a little) Oh well! The bath was fun! (quickly smiles) Sutoshi: Yeah, it was fun. But you don't have to clean. You've done practically everything, so, I'll clean this up, besides, I started it, so I'll clean. Kori: Oh no! I can't ask you to do that! It's my bathroom! I can clean up the water... Sutoshi: You're not asking me. I'm offering. You said you'd do anything for me, well, let me clean this up. I can do it. You've done alot for me, this is at least something I can do for you. Kori: Yeah but...You do a lot for me too... Sutoshi: Please, Kori? Allow me to clean it. I don't mind, really! Kori: ...(bites his lower lip)...Fine...you can clean it up...(pouts) but...I'm very much against it... Sutoshi: Don't pout... (hugs Kori) Kori: (hugs back) ...fine...no pouting...(bites Sutoshi's earlobe, then jumps out of the tub and wraps himself in a towel and stands there) Sutoshi: ... Heh. (climbs out also wrapping a towel around himself) Tohma: ((out of randomness)) Wow, I didn't know your ear was your weakness... Kori: ...(scared shitless)...(jumps behind Sutoshi) ((delayed reaction)) Sutoshi: ...(hiding Kori)... Tohma: Well, you two are well, so I'll be going now! (somehow disappears into thin air) Kori: ...What...what was that?...(peeks around Sutoshi)...How did he get in here?... Sutoshi: I have no clue... IN KORI'S ROOM Kori: That was a really odd bath...Fun but odd...(putting his night clothes on)... Sutoshi: (also putting on night clothes) Yeah... (ish dressed) Well, I'm gonna go start cleaning... (walks back into the bathroom) Kori: (had buttoning problems with his shirt but he's dressed now) ...okay...(walks over to the bathroom doorway and sits watching Sutoshi) ... done cleaning Sutoshi: Alright. Thats done. Kori: (slightly asleep) ...Un-huh...(sitting against the doorframe sleepily) Okay...(rubs his eyes) Sutoshi: (smiles) Heh. (walks over, picks Kori up, and takes him over to the bed, plops him down, lies beside him and kisses his forehead) Goodnight, sweetdreams, Ko-pon. Kori: ...Mmmm...Thank...you...Su-kun...(cuddles down into the fluffy blankets and pillows) Sutoshi: (strokes the side of Kori's head and slowly falls asleep, still stroking in his sleep) Kori: (makes a purring sound in his sleep) IN THE MORNING Kori: (mummbles and pulls a blanket closer around him) ...Hmm... Sutoshi: hmm... (rolls over and curls around a fluffy pillow) ... Kori: (refusing to wake up)...(more mummbles)...(cracks an eye)...my foot's cold...(looks down and his foot is sticking out of the blankets) ...ah...(kicks the blanket over his foot and goes back to sleep...somewhat) Sutoshi: (mumbling, pulls the covers over his head to the point he looks like a ball of blankets) Kori: (some of his blankets stolen)...that's cold...nnn...(grabs for his blanket and pulls it away from Sutoshi and back on himself)...that's better... Sutoshi: (opens an eye sleepily) Huh? Where'd the warmth go? (looks around) ... (scoots closer to Kori then pulls the blankets back over his head so Kori would still be covered) Kori: ...?...(looks to where Sutoshi is)...(also pulls covers over his head and scoots closer to Sutoshi, snuggling against him) Sutoshi: (wraps his arms around Kori and snuggles with him, sighing in his sleep) Kori: (ush ish snuggled with) ...(lightly sleeping)...Su... ((A/N: This is where Lemonaide FINALLY ENDS! Yay! Muahahahahaha! Its like 100? pages... Funny, we started this to be a SHORT story... now... its like... a... Short Novel? Muahahhaahahha okay... Yeah... - Tomoe Yeah...It's all the family's fault...we brought them in so the story wouldn't die on us but then we couldn't get them out...Both me, Chibi and Tomoe, are writing revisions of this story...PointOfView of Sutoshi Hasagawa and Kori... Mine is Kori's POV and Tomoe's is Sutoshi's POV... The stories are quite a bit different from this story...Wow I do talk a lot don't I ...OH well...-Chibi (Lord Fluffy Worshiper) Nyah Nyah! Su! Welp, we're done fer dis story! Seya next time! - Tomoe (Yukishiro Tomoe-chan) End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga The Men's Section The Men's Section * * * It's kind of funny how often Asuka managed to drag me out shopping. Not that I'm complaining of course! Asuka is a sweet girl and I like being around her, but being alone with her is kind of…awkward at times. Okay, I need to pause here for a second before I say anything else. Just so you know this is between you and me and no one else. If word of what I'm about to say got out to anyone (read: Yuuki) I wouldn't just need a new place to live, I'd need a knew way to breathe because he'd probably rip my throat out. And he wouldn't be nice about it either. That being said—and trust me when I say the last thing I ever want to do is threaten or hurt anyone—I'd be rather…disconcerted…if word of this were ever to get back to Yuuki. So like I was saying, Asuka is a sweet girl. At first she reminded me a lot of my sister, Hikaru. They both have young, kind voices and auras that just radiate innocence so it's all but impossible to dislike them or be upset. Especially with Asuka. She just tries so hard to be helpful and the like that you can't help but love her. That's not to say I _love_, love her or anything! At least, I don't think so…But I do like her a lot. Probably more then normal actually. I definitely like her, well not more then Hikaru, but definitely _different_. After all, I'd never imagined what it would be like to kiss Hikaru or hold her hand while we walked through Gald. And I've thought both of those things about Asuka. The incidents involving Dzhyuma just made everything worse. Before then it was so much easier for me to just pretend she was another little sister but shouting out my disapproval of Asuka's so called date when her brother (adopted or not) obviously had no objections did seem rather suspicious; even to me and I'm—as Shen Lon so kindly put it once—socially retarded. And even then it didn't connect fully until Dzhyuma said he couldn't tell whether or not I was his rival. Yeah, I can be a bit slow. Sorry about that. But what does any of this have to do with me shopping with Asuka? Well, that's how our day ended after several long hours of searching for Marron. Some fluffy, fat cat that Asuka was determined to save. It was actually kind of fun, if only because I was able to spend time with Asuka without Yuuki breathing down my neck every few seconds. But hey, it's not my fault his sister's adorable. And if anything it's his fault that I first started noticing Asuka wasn't just some little girl I could pass off as a younger sister; I mean, it was Yuuki's fault I looked up her skirt that one time in the sewers. Gah! I should not have remembered that! Now Asuka's going to think I'm sick and if she presses her forehead against mine again like she did when I first met her there's no way I'll get away without kissing her. Not that I would regret kissing her, but I'm sure whatever Yuuki would have to say about it wouldn't be that endearing. So anyway, after finding Marron Asuka got her first paycheck ever and, Asuka being Asuka, the first thing she wanted to do was to do something nice for her precious big brother. And seriously, can a girl be any more adorable then when she's doing something for her brother? Come to think of it Hikaru's pretty cute when she's doing stuff for me…Note to self, never let Hikaru shop for me with a boy. Ever. We ended up going back to the same shop that Asuka bought my clothes from a few weeks ago and the second we walked into the store I couldn't help but feel a bit…suffocated. And not because the store was crowded, oh no, It was actually the complete opposite. Aside from me and Asuka the only one there was the store attendant but that doesn't exactly count. Okay, so there was a window but it was mostly blocked by clothes anyway. "So what do you think I should get?" Asuka asked, her wide eyes and bright smile in place as always. "Do you think he would want a jacket or a sweater? It is starting to get kind of cold…" "I'm sure he'd like anything you get for him Asuka," Kai said. "After all, it would be from you right?" "Hmm…I guess that's true," she said. "But I'd really like it to be something he'd like even if it wasn't me that got it, you know?" There she was being cute again. "Right," I agreed. "Maybe if we just browse for a bit you'll find something that just…jumps out at you?" "That's a great idea!" Asuka said. "You wait here and I'll be right back!" I watched her flit around the store humming to herself with that adorable grin on her face and I couldn't help but smile. She really was too much sometimes. And by the look on the attendant's face, I wasn't the only one in the store that thought so. He pushed himself away from the counter, a half dazed half determined expression on his face that I remembered seeing on Dzhyuma's face more times then I care to remember and it only took me three seconds to intercept him. There was no way I was letting him near _my_ Asuka. Uh…I mean, Yuuki wants me to protect her and stuff so that's what I was doing. That's all. It didn't mean anything that I had put my arm around her waist and glared at the guy until he finally got the hint and backed off. And like I said earlier, I may not _love_ her but I do _like_ her and that's got to count for _something_, right? Right. "What's wrong Kai?" Asuka asked, her waist turning oh-so-easily against my side and I quickly dropped my arm. "N-nothing, Asuka," I said mentally rolling my eyes at the stutter. "So did you find anything?" "I did find a few things," she said pointing to a rack where she had set aside a few of her choices. I knew she was torn between them both before she even held them up. One was a soft purple-ish sweater that I was pretty sure Yuuki would hate and the other was a soft yellow button down. Now before you get upset or think I'm disgusting or something like that just remember that even though I can be a bit shy with girls sometimes I _am_ still a boy. A _teenage_ boy. The second I saw that yellow shirt I had a…vision? That's not the exact word I'm looking for but it will work for now. I had a vision of her with her short hair ruffled from sleep as she rubbed at her eyes with too long yellow sleeves, a shy but happy smile on her soft, soft lips as she spoke. "Good morning, Kai…" Oh man did that make a wonderful image. "Kai?" "Huh?" I said, jerking out of my thoughts and forcing myself not to look around for Yuuki. He wasn't there and even if he was it's not like he could read my mind. "Sorry Asuka, I was lost in thought, what did you say?" "I said I have some things," she said, holding up the purple sweater. "Do you think this would look good on Yuuki?" No, no I didn't. Not at all. "Um, I think it might be a little too flashy for him." I said instead and she turned back to the rack to pull of the yellow shirt. "How bout this one?" She asked and I couldn't help myself. She was to innocent to understand the implications anyway. "I think that would look good on you." I said. "No, Kai," She said, sounding almost exasperated. "Don't be silly, this is the men's section!" 'That's the point,' I thought but instead we just laughed. In the end Asuka settled on a light blue sweater that Yuuki would have probably picked for himself, if he'd been there and when we got up to the register I asked her to wait while I got something too. "Why are you getting that one Kai?" Asuka asked when I set the yellow shirt on the counter. I fidgeted a bit and I'm sure I was blushing just a little as I paid, trying not to look at her when I answered. "I just thought it made a nice picture." "Picture?" Asuka said, understandably confused. "What do you mean by that Kai?" "Don't worry about it Asuka," I said. "It's not important." Not yet anyway. But don't you ever let any of this get back to Yuuki! Remember what I said, I may not like making threats or hurting people, but I'd be very disconcerted if any of this got out. **Especially** to Yuuki. * * * Kaliea: Yeah, so I was watching E's Otherwise this evening and I came across this little exchange in episode 13 and I just couldn't help myself. The look on his face and the way he said it…he was practically begging this little fic to be written!...Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it, don't forget to review! End file.

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Misc. Anime/Manga Snowy Love **Hey guys, sorry I took sooooo long, but I do have a life also so that would answer why I took so long.** _Yuki's POV_ It's been about 3 years since Anon created me, sadly he didn't create me because he was lonely, he heard about snow golems appearing once you place a pumpkin on two blocks of snow, he wanted to see if it was true and when I showed up he kept me anyway thankfully. I have shoulder length Icy blue colored hair, a white hoodie, light blue scarf, Icy blue shorts, white thigh high boots, and I have B-cup sized breasts. There was a heavy snowstorm, me and Anon just got home as it started. We live in a two story house, I even had my own room, it was always cold in there whenever I was in it. We got in through the front door of the house then Anon stated, "Well this sucks." _Anon's POV_ "Well this sucks." I said as I set my pick by the door and took my boots off at the door. "there's so much snow that I can't go mining, fishing, hunting, nothing!"I said frustrated. Me and Yuki walked into our house, it was nice but not die hard fancy, in the main room there were two couches one that seated three and another that seated two and fire place with netherrack instead of wood, there was the kitchen in the next room over, the two of us sat down on the couches too warm up by the fire place, well Yuki's a snow golem so there's no need for her but it's nice she kept me company. We sat there in silence for a bit then Yuki decided to get a book from the bookshelf next to the love seat she was sitting on. "Hey Yuki?" I asked her to break the silence. "Yes?" she replied looking at the book titles. "soo...uhhh...you've been quiet since that skeleton shot me in the arm an hour before we got back." I said looking at the bandage tied around my forearm. She froze then looked towards me and remained silent for 15 seconds, finally she sighed. _Yuki POV_ I sighed then I replied with, "i-it's n-nothing, I was just worried it shot you with a fatal blow." I replied trying to shake it off quickly. "well okay, remember you can tell me anything if something's bothering you." he said to me as he got up and hugged me, I blushed when he did, but quickly broke the hug and made an excuse for breaking the hug. "I-I'm kinda of tense right n-now, s-so I'm gonna go take a warm bath." I said to him. "but aren't you a snow golem? You'll melt." he said concerned. "no need to worry about me, I'm just like a human, so I won't melt." I said reassuring him. "o-okay, you never took one before so I wouldn't know." he replied. "_actually, I only took them at night when he was asleep, so of course he never knew._" I thought to myself, "well I'm going to go take it now." I said to him while I walked up the stairs. "o-okay." Anon said to me while sitting back down and picking up a book to read. I got into the bathroom, the floor was made of nether quartz tiles, in the middle of the room was a large tub that could easily fit three people, the walls were made of gold blocks, I stripped down until I was nude and started the water I waited for the water to warm up and got my towel out of the cabinet, once the water warmed up I slowly got in and began to relax, but then I slipped a bit and hit my heel into the other end of the tub. "Ow! Oh Notch that hurt." I cried out. _Anon POV_ I heard a thud, and heard Yuki a short second after. "Ow! Oh Notch that hurt." I heard her exclaim. "I think I should go check on her." I said to myself, I set down the book and made my way towards the stairs, I started my way up and walked down the hallway I turned on the single redstone lamp in the middle of the hall way on the ceiling, I walked over to the bathroom, door and then I knocked on it, "Y-Yes?" she answered. "are you alright in there?" I asked her while leaning on the door. "Y-Yes, I'm fine." she replied, well okay if you say s-." before I could finish the door swung open thanks to me being careless and not realizing I had been leaning on the door handle as well. "_I forgot Yuki has somewhat of a tendency to forget things_." I thought to myself as I laid there on the tile floor. _Yuki POV_ I blushed very deeply when that door flew open, I grabbed my towel, got out of the water and wrapped it around my body and sat on the edge of the tub (it's built into the floor.) and slipped my panties on. "s-sorry! I-it was an accident!" Anon said to me covering his eyes. "I-it's o-okay Anon, I-I've got a t-towel on." I replied blushing deeply. "o-okay." he said as he slowly uncovered his eyes. "what did you hurt Yuki?" he asked me. "m-my f-foot." I said blushing from him staring at me. "let me see." he said slowly approaching me, he examined my foot, "nothing seem to be wrong." he said. I blushed from the fact that I was almost completely naked in front of a boy. "Is everything okay?" he asked me, I'm guessing he noticed I was blushing. He then got close to my face I blushed, "Yuki, we've been together for 3 long years, I've never had the guts to say this til now but...I've been in love with you for 2 ½ years." he said to me before I could answer he pulled me into a deep and passionate kiss. My eyes widened to this, after 30 seconds I started to kiss back, he licked my lips and our tongues wrestled, he won (don't know if that's good or bad.) and I moaned as he explored my mouth. We had to break the kiss after a minute for air, I blushed even deeper when I saw there was a strand of saliva keeping us connected, he then lick/kissed it away, "Anon..." I moaned as he started trailing kisses down my neck. _Bacon_ _Anon POV_ After I finished kissing her neck I looked her in her beautiful blue eyes and asked, "may we make love?" I asked her in a loving tone. "please, but...I've never done it before." she said shyly. "It's okay, it's my first time two." I said smiling and gently brushing my hand along her cheek. "o-okay." I picked her up bridal style and she blushed deeply. "You're really cute when you blush." I said to her kissing her forehead. I walked towards my room and closed the door, I then set her down on my bed, I then stripped down to my black boxers, I sat down on the bed next to her. "may I take a peek?" I whispered to her seductively. She blushed very deeply and only managed a nod. I took her towel off, she then covered her breasts and was wearing her light blue panties. "Awww...it's okay, I'll be gentle I promise." I whispered to her soothingly. She then uncovered just her breasts. "they're really cute Yuki, is it okay if I touch them?" I asked her. She nodded yes and I gently grabbed them, she moaned in pleasure when I did this, I started to gently massage them getting more moans out of her. I then gently started teasing her light pink nipples getting louder moans out of her, I then started sucking on her right breast while massaging the other, getting loud moans out of her. I tasted a hint of her sweet milk, her skin was soft and cold, I felt like I could do this with her forever, I felt an erection coming on from doing this to her. I then teasingly licked her right nipple then switched treatment to her left, after that she asked, "Are you getting hard?" _Yuki POV_ "Are you getting hard?" I asked him noticing the bulge in his boxers. He blushed and nodded yes, I then laid him back on the bed and pulled down his boxers, my eyes widened when it came out. "oh my...it's big!" I said when I saw it. Anon blushed and looked away. "N-not th-that big." he said. I gently wrapped my hand around his penis and he moaned when I did, "Y-Your hands...c-cold..feels g-good..." he managed. I then started stroking his member getting loud moans out of him. "Nnng...ohhh...s-sooo g-gooood." he managed between moans. I stroked at the same speed for awhile until, "Y-Yuki! I-I'm g-gonna c-cum!" he managed. "go ahead." I said to him, I kissed the tip and that sent him over the edge, he released 9 ropes of his seed 3 onto my face and the last 6 all over the bed sheets. "s-sooo...g-goood..." he said trying to catch his breath. "You're still so hard, do you want more?" I asked him seductively. "p-please?" he begged. I giggled and just stroked his cheek with my hand. "sure thing." I replied, I then took his member into my mouth and bobbed my head, he moaned so loudly it could be heard for miles if it weren't for the houses walls. "e-even y-your m-mouth i-is c-cold, s-so g-good!" he said while drooling a bit. I continued until he came again and released 10 ropes this time, I swallowed it all and released his member. "your penis is still so hard." I giggled and poked it getting him to flinch. "m-more p-please..." he begged. "Sure sexy." I replied. I leaned him against the head board and started gently massaging his member with my feet. He moaned louder then when I was sucking on it. I continued this then he came once again and his hot sperm landed onto my belly causing me to moan at the feeling. "it feels so warm." I said moving my feet away. "I'll...clean you...up." he said he then started licking it off my belly, making me giggle, "i-it t-tickles..." I said as I giggled. Before I knew what was happening he pulled down my panties, I yelped in embarrassment when he did this I then covered my private area with both of my hands. "it's okay Yuki, it's only me who will see it." he said soothingly and moved my hands away. "such a pretty p*ssy." he said to me making me blush deeply. He then gently rubbed it and I felt a sensation I never felt before, it was absolute pleasure, I've always been sensitive there but never knew it would feel that good to have it played with I moaned incredibly loudly when he started to do this. _Anon POV_ I played with her p*ssy for a bit before I gave it a long and slow lick, 'causing her to moan very loudly and arch her back. I continued licking her beautiful entrance for a few more minutes then stopped. "may I feel your sweet tightness?" I said to her trailing my hand gently down her side making her shiver in delight. She nodded yes, "I'd like to be on the bottom." she replied, I then positioned myself at her entrance and slowly entered until I touched her barrier, I pulled her into a kiss then thrust through her virgin barrier, she screamed into the kiss, I hugged her and kissed her tears away, I waited 3 minutes before she told me, "please go." I nodded then started thrusting in and out, we both moaned loudly with each thrust, "Ahh! Y-yes! F-faster! D-deeper!" she cried out in pleasure. I replied with just doing as she asked, we both continued moaning, until we both finally climaxed, I came so much in her I could've sworn her belly got a little bigger. I took my member out and collapsed next to her. "th-thank y-you.." she said giggling while a bit tired. "not a problem..." I replied grabbing the bed sheets and pulling them over us. We then quickly fell asleep knowing we both had just found our true love. End file.

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