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I've written some fics, but they're video game related, so I didn't know where to post them, and I was hoping that someone would tell me. Specifically, the first one I wanted to post was a Legend of Zelda Link/Ghirahim fanfic. I think that there's an audience for it, but I don't know where I should post it.

So I don't know if I'm just weird or something, but I frankly love the idea of Seme!Kurapika and Uke!Leorio. Is it just me? I mean this fic http://archiveofourown.org/works/8068894/chapters/18487975 Introduced me to the idea and I frankly want it to be more prevalent in the yaoi fandom. Props to the author and props to this pairing.

Summary: While Asami sits back and takes an almost gentler-ish approach at silently manipulating Takaba's mind, the latter decides to get out of his own butt, make some decisions and act on them for once. Status: Completed Warnings: un-romance (as usual for these two), slice-of-life (?), mentions of past violence, (not) angst, explicit sex, sprinkles of my f-cked-up sense of humor and brackets abuse. Author notes: Timeline: Post-Hong Kong; around the beginning and then middle of Escape & Love - Volume 6 (before they start living together). Pairing: Asami/Takaba Rating: M (NC-17, R-18 or whatever), for language and explicit sexual content Disclaimer: Viewfinder and its contents are property of Yamane Ayano. A.N.: I have the next few chapters of FIBWOWC written but I'm not (very) happy with them, so I'm modifying little details here and there still. (A certain day, a few days ago,) I decided to vent my frustration and 'this' was thus born. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Open Your Eyes (Oneshot) The morning after is and has always been a delicate topic, at least in Takaba's presence. Asami knows better than to rill the photographer up when he's absolutely sure he won't gain anything with it, that he won't reap any benefits aside from the sure tinge of amusement, so he usually leaves it up to the other what occurs (or what does not) in the mornings they wake up together in the same bed.Ever since it first happened – waking up together, both still in bed, when normally one of them is long gone as soon as the afterglow of the last orgasm wears off – at New Year's the year before, after Asami picked him up dead drunk and proceeded to make a mess out of him all night (*), Takaba had a panic attack so big when he woke up and took in what had taken place that even Asami's sleepy eyebrow rose a little in surprise. From then on, the yakuza made a mental note of not pushing it. Takaba is already hot-headed enough during the day (and curse-spiting at night) but he goes to new heights when he wakes up; his bad temper tends to explode at the minimal spark of teasing and… let's say Asami doesn't appreciate having a well-aimed foot practicing soccer with his equipment when the purpose is to incapacitate him, and he's still getting used to (even if he feels a sense of pride and receives a good dose of pleasant feelings in his gut he doesn't quite care to explain) in having his nude photographs together with stuffed toys made into Takaba's cell and laptop's wallpapers. Takaba got better after the Hong Kong trial. (They had fucked on the boat like two starving beasts; it had been Takaba's awakening after the lengthy nightmare. It was the very first time he bled when they had sex. He had bled with Fei Long, both the first and second times he was raped by him. Takaba remembers that even on the first time Asami had raped him as punishment only on their second time meeting each other, he hadn't made him bleed. It had hurt, hurt so much he thought he'd die, and then he shamefully remembers of how much he had enjoyed it even through all the pain. He was drugged, and lubed, and prepared – though not prepared enough for Asami's member – and he was undeniably aroused. It hurt and felt like he was being torn apart from the inside. And it was intense and rough and it made him high on the feeling; even above and beyond the effects of the damn aphrodisiac he was made to sniff he could fucking feel it. It pooled up, and he couldn't breathe and it felt good, so good. And then he couldn't stop it, couldn't hold back. And he came. Hard. He remembers opening Asami's shirt and taking in the sight of his bullet wound, his strong torso bandaged and bloody. He remembers the soft kiss as he felt water wetting down his face. And god, he remembers the passionate kiss that followed, with tongue and lips and saliva and Asami's taste. He had longed for it, whenever he jerked off, whenever he was fucked against his will. He could never forget it, and now he was tasting it again. It wasn't anywhere near enough. When he felt Asami's length pulsing hot against him even through the fabric of their trousers, he shivered with want; and when Asami palmed Takaba's erection and let it free, the physically-bruised and psychologically-spent blonde let go of inhibitions and asked for it, admitted openly he wanted the older man. He didn't care they had nothing at hand, that the only preparation he got was Asami's fingers barely coated in spit (his own or Asami's he doesn't quite remember, maybe both) and he didn't care that Asami's cock went in dry. It hurt. More than their first time. And it felt even better. Takaba hugged him and clung to him and grabbed his hair with unaware possession and they shared kisses and glances and Takaba passed out after climaxing twice, satisfied with the whisper of his name Asami let escape after his release. Then they had fucked on the plane. Takaba has no memories of the view from high above in spite of (or due to the fact of) being face-pushed into the window the whole of the trip; jeans down to his knees. Asami's tongue drawing wet lines down his spine; Asami's long, elegant, manly fingers wrapped around his penis; Asami's long, tick, smooth length buried to the hilt inside his body, pushing and pulsing and sending him over the edge. And then they did it on that god forsaken island almost as many times as they had until then in all the time they had known each other. Takaba felt drained and dead and didn't feel bad at all for exaggerating because seriously, his ass' one eye couldn't even look at a chair anymore. The first time, he melted (the heat of the weather and the warmth of Asami's body was a volcanic combination); Asami got him used to it so much, so well, took so much damn time on the preliminaries Takaba didn't think he'd survive when he finally put it in. It always feels good, Asami always makes it good, even when it hurts; so when the pain is nothing but a slight pressure or none at all it's too much to take. It cracked him. Every time the nightmares left him a bit shaken Asami was there to make him forget and drown him in pleasure. And when his backside was on its limit, Asami would touch him, and lick him, and please him and only give, instead of taking. And it broke him. The strangulation had been what had traumatized him the most, it seemed, so Asami re-wrote the entire chapter and left his signature at the end. Asami had brought it up again and again – that Takaba was his – and had grasped his neck firmly, his grip unfaltering and secure and Takaba relented, feeling safe, feeling his feet on the ground, feeling the reality of it all; and admitted that it was fine if it was him, only him. Asami took him, restricting his breathing, roughly, and Takaba accepted everything Asami gave him greedily. He came convulsing, almost seizuring with the pleasure. And when he wantonly asked for more, Asami indulged him with a pleased half-smile on his face.) After they came back to Japan, it both would and wouldn't come back to how it was before. Yes, they would continue their games – Takaba would run, Asami would catch him; the cycle would keep on going. But now Takaba was starting to gather his thoughts, to understand what he wanted – and he wanted Asami. And for that, in order to have a chance of achieving that: he would have to get a hold of himself and work hard. Easier said than done. So yeah, things really had pretty much came back to what they were before all hell broke loose; Asami working, Takaba working, occasionally they would come across each other on the street when Takaba was running from something, someone, and Asami would give him a ride. Mr. Tall, Dark And Sadist would pay him a visit whenever he took photos of something he shouldn't and would do his self-proclaimed version of a good deed: confiscate & punish. In other words, more of their catch-and-run unspoken deal. More like fuck and run. As in casually sleeping together. For months. A year. Or more. Fuck buddies. Ugh, I think I'm gonna be sick. Oh and yeah, today is one of those days. Or rather, this morning is one of those mornings. Ugh, 'the hell happened, I feel like my head's gonna explode... Guh— ...shit. Shit, shit, shit, SHIT! Realization knocks at the door with bothersome persistence. Again. It happened again. …Why? Oh god... I have to get out of here fast... Takaba makes to sit up and leave the bed. As he shifts his position, a throbbing pain lights up from the bottom end of his spine and shoots up in a flash. Managing to stifle a gasp, he lets a hand travel to his back to try and appease the pain, without success. Baaastard—! Thanks to you I have not only a freaking hang-over but my ass feels like it's on fire! The morning usually started with a bifurcation; either Asami woke up first, or Takaba did. The Asami-pattern is simple and methodical, never strays from the norm. Silently, he would disentangle his arm from under Takaba's head and, before making his way to the shower, allow himself to ruffle dirty-blonde locks with startling gentleness. The start being an unspoken ritual, the conclusion would always depend on the 'road' Takaba chooses for the day. The Takaba-pattern is more complex, as he tends to rationalize everything that needs not be. Panic would greet him, in small or large helpings for the day in question, usually proportional to the extent of alcohol consumed in the previous night (or lack thereof), the intensity and duration of their 'recreational activities' (that was evaluated by the residual soreness concentrated on his lower regions) and – and this one Takaba seems to take into account just for the hell of it (not because he secretly enjoys dry-licking Asami all over with just the power of his stare) – the level of smugness displayed on Asami's sleeping expression. Threatening to vomit all over his own thoughts, too logical for his person at such an early hour of the day, Takaba carefully props himself out of the bed (no matter where they ended up doing their thing, Asami never failed to carry him to the comfort of the soft mattress), all the while praying to someone 'upstairs' (never to 'whoever' listened because really, he doesn't need any more devils with him in the room) that Asami would have mercy on him and continued to pretend to be asleep until he dragged his limping behind out of the penthouse. Wet sensation runs down his tighs, making him flush in memory of how such fluids made its way inside of him. Takaba turns his eyes away from the bathroom door and cruelly rejects the shower with silent treatment. Breath stalled, he moves the fastest he can, struggling to pull his jeans up his legs, trying to stand up without falling and standing guard with one eye never leaving his bed partner. After the easy part – and Takaba chuckles humorlessly at that – comes the real test. Allowing himself to indulge in a final touch would carry a tremendous risk, the percentage of his efforts until that exact moment would all go to waste and he would certainly regret his actions and torment himself for days on end for being such an insufferable idiot. So most days he fought back the urge, a longing gaze rooming the other's sleeping (or not) form for a single moment. The door would shut behind him. And then, against the other side of the object separating him from his desire, Takaba would take a deep breath and, not completely content (as he thinks he should be), congratulates himself for his momentarily pang of good judgment; and would take one step further away from the building, starting his day. Only today is one of the days he really doesn't want to step away immediately; not really. Sneakers just finished being tied are discarded with the ankle of each opposite foot, respectively. Like most days, the door shuts behind him; but this time, he stays inside. The distance between Takaba and the bed diminishes and anticipation curls tightly around his middle. Just one touch. A single touch and I'm good to go. Mental preparation; an attempt to will himself to strengthen his own resolve and stick to it. Scrapped blue-cladded knees meet the coolness of the floor. A hand for support. Takaba leans down and shudders at the warm breath against his face. They are close, so close it burns and they aren't even skin on skin yet. Takaba wonders how he is even able to take it – his touch – without blasting into instant combustion. Deciding he needs to recall that 'how', his lips brush lightly against Asami's, nearly connecting. The rush of feelings that flows through him is powerful, demanding, and he doesn't feel like he's in any condition to deny it. Takaba presses his mouth with intent now, harder. The hand which was on the floor somehow is now putting pressure down on the bed, dangerously close to the yakuza's face. A shower of feather-kisses along the other's cheeks, lips, chin. Takaba finds himself no longer on the floor but fully on the bed as well, unthinkingly following the example of his traitorous hand. Another kiss; where he not so much as kisses but rather breathes in the essence of Asami into himself. Straddling the taller man, the photographer lets one of his hands travel from one bare shoulder up the neck, then the jaw; his fingertips dancing on the other's closed lips. Takaba bends down to steal one last taste. One more. My fix for the day. Then I'm outta here. Mouths connect. And when Takaba feels Asami's lips moving slowly, softly against his own, his eyelids snap open and he knows he went too far. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck! Before he can pull away and take off like a scared lamb running from a starved wolf, the other firmly but gently puts a hand around his neck and deepens the kiss. All thoughts of getting away from the older man gone, Takaba's eyes fall shut again, his brow furrowing in concentration, his throat giving birth to a low rumble of a raspy moan. Asami isn't being forceful and makes no other move aside from his lips on Takaba's and his fingers caressing the soft skin of the other's nape. Takaba's hairs stand up at the feeling of it. Their bodies aren't touching anywhere else and he painfully feels the need to change that. Still kissing; slow and long and unbreakable, the younger man lets his knees and elbows stop supporting him and enjoys the feeling of Asami's body on his, separated only by a fine white bed sheet and his own clothes. Fully lying above Asami, letting the other feel all of his weight on him, Takaba lets his hands wander briefly to Asami's bed-hair (Takaba would never admit out loud that he finds it unbearably adorable) and while one lingers there, massaging the dark-brown strands, the other gets bolder and travels down Asami's side until it finds his well-defined hipbone and decides to keep it company for a while. Lungs burning with the need for oxygen, Takaba reluctantly abandons Asami's mouth, but not without conserving their lips just barely apart. Both pairs of eyes open and lock on the other's. Takaba wants to say something, anything, but nothing comes out; words hiding from him in the darkest corner of his mind. He attempts to search for them but then Asami's voice is there, violating his ear with its huskiness, and still slurred from sleep. "Take a shower with me?" It's so tempting; so, so tempting. But he can't. It's enough already that he turned his back to the door and came back inside and did what he did and they had been doing what they had been doing. It was time to really wake up. "I can't." And at that Asami's hand leaves the back of his neck, delicately caressing his cheek on the way, downwards, as it falls to the bed. Takaba missed the feel of it even before it had left. Asami is looking at him, really looking at him, and Takaba feels naked, completely open and exposed as if every bit of his insides are there – like a gutted pig after the kill – for everyone to see and judge and poke and stab. Except the only one in the room with him is Asami. And Asami is the only one of them who's naked. He opens his mouth but his vocabulary is apparently still playing hide-and-seek somewhere, so he can't make a single sound. Instead, he looks away; the intense gaze Asami lavishes him with too much for him to bare. The silence is a skilled assassin. Unable to stand any longer in wait for it to show its true colors and attack him, Takaba looks back at Asami, whose gaze is now directed at the ceiling; blank, empty, unreadable. It pains him and he's lowering his head again before he knows it, bumping their foreheads together harshly, even while his cerebellum is yelling at him not to. Asami looks at him once more. It pains him to a greater extent, with those cold eyes that seemed to freeze the ceiling now directed at him. He knows it's a mask and, without thinking twice about it, kisses it away. In opposition to the latest one, this kiss is brief, almost non-existent, but their eyes are open and what he catches flickering on Asami's gaze lits him on fire. Takaba scrambles out of the bed in a hurry, tripping on invisible nothingness on his way to the door but not letting himself fall for it. He doesn't bother putting his sneakers back on, quickly crouching and grabbing them swiftly as he passes by the hall and through the door and slams it shut with alarming force. He runs. Runs and runs and runs until his side is killing him and he has to stop. Throwing himself against some door in a crowded street, he doesn't care about the fixed looks being directed at him; not the whispering, nor the pain that makes the whole of his back throb, adding even more to his sore state. Wide-eyed and trembling with whatever the hell he's feeling, he lets himself slide down the vertical plane-texture of the door. Breathing hard and fast, unable to control the intake and exit of air from his lungs, tears start brewing at the corners of his eyes. The tiny droplets feel like smoldering liquid coal. He lets them fall freely. Takaba tightens his legs and wills it to go away, pleads it to go away. But a few minutes pass, long minutes pass and it doesn't. With one hand he grabs himself between his legs, where it feels hard and painful, and he pulls both legs closer to his trembling body by the knees, propping the other arm on top of them, where he lets his head fall down onto. Why? It was— It was b-barely even a kiss so... w-why? As he forces himself to calm down and focuses on the wind and cold weather lowering his body temperature, Takaba isn't aware of what happens, at the same time, inside the house his feet scurried to get him out from. Asami gets out of bed. He lets his body be washed by liquid ice, his head thrown back and mouth open, to let the cold water freeze him inside and out. Then, filling his three-piece suit with graceful movements, he grabs a lonesome camera laying forgotten on the table in the living-room and heads out to drop by a certain brat's friend's apartment and leave it on the desk. No, Takaba wasn't aware of it; but he would figure it out when he arrived at Kou's on the evening after leeching the whole day at Takato's, and then he would touch his camera, hold it as if it was something precious (because it was, now for more ways than one) and wonder for the umpteenth time why the hell did he always run away. How the night would end was moderately predictable, just like many others during the last year. The mornings not so much, just like so many before. Not until his two-choice road was cut down to one. Takaba just hoped Asami didn't get tired of playing cat-and-mouse until then. -x- The next night they would get… together, wouldn't be exactly what Takaba was expecting, was to expect, after all this time. Asami comes strolling in at 03:17 a.m., looking like he owns the place, as usual. Takaba doesn't bother with inquiries about how the other man had gained access to Kou's apartment days before, much less about how he knew Kou was out tonight, sparing himself of a tremendous headache. Between relieving himself of the constriction of his jacket, waistcoat and tie, pulling out the chosen one from the little box of cancer sticks and allowing the sofa the honor of having his well-sculpted ass sit on it, Asami finishes his entrance with a much belated voicing. "Hey." Takaba doesn't quite know what to make of it; usually he would be cornered against a wall or lead to the bedroom right away (or to anywhere else, really) as soon as Asami appeared at his door step. Now it was all very… calm. It left him feeling out of place in his own (temporary) home while Asami fit in like a gorgeous, extravagant, living decoration that Takaba wouldn't be able to afford if he saved money for the rest of his entire life. Oh God. Are we like… going to talk? "H-Hey…" Even his own voice betrays him. Takaba takes a second to complain in-psyche. When I'm with him… I can't even trust myself anymore. Throat clear. Try again. "Do you… want some tea… or something?" "I'd appreciate it." "Right. Then I'll, uh—" Takaba gestures a bit with his hands, trying to illustrate his point, and leaves to the kitchen; discarding a no-little amused Asami lounging on the sofa. His fingers dance in a frenzy without asking his permission first and Takaba lets the kettle fall with a loud clang in the sink, making him have to re-fill it with water. He's more than certain Asami gave in to a chuckle before calling out to him from the living-room, his voice just a remote-control one-click higher than his default level. A curse for Kou and his old-school teakettle. Takaba swears right then to buy an electric one for him, a pricy one, and make Kou pay him back, yen by yen. "You seem especially nervous today. What's the matter? "Well excuse me if you're kind of creeping me out. Even though it's not the first time you just show up out of nowhere I'm not exactly waiting for you to all of a sudden step in. And you're being weird today. Like… weirder-than-usual weird." In some parallel dimension where Kou's kitchen is alive, it would laugh and cry and thump and roll around at Takaba's scrambling-around to heat up water for the tea; his face is pink and his mouth is capable of mumbling (barely) coherently as he tries not to scream and make a fool out of himself, and yet still talk audibly for Asami to hear him even through the whistle of the metal pot. "How so?" "Guhh—! You know exactly what I'm talking about! You not doing the things you normally do feels… not right." "What do I normally do that the non-occurrence of it causes you to be so thrown out of balance, care to enlighten me? Akihito." He wishes he could shove his fist into his own mouth and bite it for effect but his hands are currently gathering the mugs and arranging then on the tray, next to the sugar bowl, so he substitutes his fist with nothing but atoms as his teeth crunch together, gnashing. Though there is a certain part of Asami he could just bite off as well. Damn him. "You didn't—" Stop it. Don't say it. That's what he wants; for you to play his game. He'll draw you in, have you where he wants you to be and still be able to goad that it was you who threw yourself into it. "You're not…" Idiot. Digging your own hole. Don't complain later – after he fucked you senseless with your half-assed consent. "…touching me." Well done, Takaba Akihito. Get down on your knees and lick the soles of the shoes he didn't bother to take off like the good pet that you are, why don't you? "I'm tired today." Takaba thinks that maybe he was going def. "…what?" He stops at the doorway, looking straight at Asami like he's… Satan. Freshly arrived from the pit. Wait. That comparison is just too damn accurate… "I didn't have time to sleep last night, too much work; so I'm feeling rather fatigued." Confused, not knowing what to say or do – that's how Takaba is feeling as he looks with no short amount of incredulity at Asami, as if the man had just spouted utterly impossible crap. A man who seems to possess matchless (not to say endless) stamina, denying himself from indulging in his regular pleasure-filled sessions, which always seem to not only not drain him at all but rather recharge his energy to the fullest, admitting such a thing in all his – dare Takaba say – honesty, had to at least suck out such a reaction. "I… don't understand. Why are you here then?" If not for sex, or for confiscation of his films and then punishment – that meant sex – or anything else and then sex, Takaba's brain couldn't find a reason as to why the yakuza was currently spending time in his house with him. Not having sex. It's almost like… socializing. Hanging out? Takaba hangs out with his friends. Asami is certainly not his friend. He's not, right? I mean, I don't even know anymore. Takaba also spends time with his family. Asami is most definitely not his family. He is not his long lost older brother thought dead who his parents never told him about because it was a wound too big. He is not his real, biological father that abandoned him at birth because he was a child born from one of his many mistresses. He is not his uncle or cousin. He is not his transvestite unborn daughter, or anyone else related to him by blood. It's odd. Feels odd, smells odd, looks odd. "To relax." Okay, that is not what Takaba was expecting, not in a long shot. His internal disk is going into overdrive at any given nanosecond. Takaba stumbles upon his words. "You… came here to… relax? After working hours upon hours, a whole day and then more without resting, doing… whatever it is that you do; meetings and deals and threats and kills and… instead of going home to sleep, you came… here? To relax?" "I did." Takaba finally snaps out of his reverie and decalcifies himself from the spot on the ground he was glued to. Setting down the tray on the desk, by the computer, he satisfies the mugs' thirst as he fills them with warm beverage. Handling an unadulterated teacup to Asami, he injects a decent amount of sugar into his own before sipping it, cursing loudly as his upper lip gets burned (earning him a light-hearted snort from the only other person in the room) and then blowing on the fervent liquid in irritated manner, at least proving he learned with his mistake. "I don't get it." "Don't worry yourself so much, you're safe today. I'm not doing anything, am I?" "No, no, no… That is what worries me! You are seriously fucking freaking me out!" The dark-haired man drinks his tea with Japanese grace underneath his western-ish, putting-models-to-shame looks. "Why is that? Would you prefer that I had taken you as soon as I passed your threshold?" Good old Smirk-sama is right there. Takaba-kun's Control Center Status: Orange. "Yes! Because that's how it is; you come, take what you want and get out! Now— now you came, you… park the car and stand-by. I don't know what the fuck you think you're doing or what you pretend to accomplish with this. This is not… it's not how you operate." "Are you scared?" "What? I-I'm not scared, I just… I just want to know what this is all about and— yeah, I'm scared, alright? Don't look at me like that; don't read me, I fucking hate when you do that!" "There is no hidden motive, don't torture yourself over it. I wanted to come over, so I came over. I came, I sat down, you made tea, you sat down – although you got up again – and now we're talking. I'm relaxing. That's what I came to do." "…" "Are you so against me being here?" "I… Why..? Why here, why with me; I don't…" "Say it. What you're bottling up. Talk to me." "I'm not—!" "Akihito." Takaba-kun's Control Center Status: Red. I… If I had to say if I like you or dislike you, then I don't like you. I don't like what you do and I don't like what you stand for. We're opposites. Different sides. Everything you do, the way you think and act; the way I see it, it's all wrong. You're a 'bad guy', you're a criminal. But I can't say it doesn't have a contra-effect as well, I can't deny that the dangerous aura around you turns me on, makes me anticipate and fear every word that comes out of your mouth, every step you take closer to me. It attracts me; everything about you pulls me in. I know I should stay away from you, run from you, be scared of you. But I'm not, not like that: I can't. The fear you inflict in me isn't the same fear you inflict in everyone else. They're scared of what you'll do to them, that you'll hurt them, strip them of everything they have, kill them. Sure, if you feel like it, you're perfectly able to do it, but what I'm terrified of is the feeling you awake in me, that you'll see the truth behind my lies, the want underneath my rejection. I'm scared shitless you'll see what you mean to me and what I would do for you, what I would leave behind for you… what I feel for you. And I'm scared of what you'll reflect when I finally get the guts to look at you in eye. Of what your reaction will be. Of your answer." Takaba had never said so much in one single breath. Asami is stunned, glued to the sofa and speechless for once. "And if I had to say if I love you or hate you… I'd say I hate you. Like I have before." "…" "And like before I'd be lying." Takaba turns around and doesn't give Asami time to say a word before stepping outside of his own living place and making his way through the streets of Tokyo at the breaking of dawn. -x- He's finding himself quite brave today, and unwavering, having finished an important assignment even more efficiently than he had planned to and received his wagers – quite a decent amount, and well-deserved, if he might say so himself. And so, after days and days of brain-swelling harsh thinking – with zero contact from Asami all the while – Takaba finds himself in front of Club Sion. "Hey, punk, this is no place for you. Get out of here." A~ah, welcoming as usual. He wants to retort, to snipe back full-throttle and give the menacing… bouncer? Settling for high-maintenance bouncer he wants to giggle, but swallows it drily and attempts a more serene approach. "Ah well, I want to talk to Asami. Is, uh, Kirishima-san… or Suoh-san here?" "I told you already to go away before I have to— "Look… Yojimbo-san? I need to go in so if you'll just call one of them or just let me pass yourself it'll be a great help." Okay, he can't help it. He tried but the man just looks kind of dumb anyway and that's that. "Who the hell are you calling 'yojimbo'? You—" The man in black decides to resort to physical, at last, and Takaba takes advantage of it. A kick to the shin and the other falters. Even the sturdiest structure goes down when a well-conspired attack explodes at its pillars of support. "AH!" "Ah sorry, sorry~" Takaba jumps around a bit to the left, then to the right to avoid being freely offered a strike dead-on to the nose by a clenched fist. "Damn brat, come here!" As the man reaches out and grabs him by the back of his t-shirt, Takaba turns around sharp-fast already mentally preparing his knee to smash against the suited man's balls. "Hey man, let me the fuck go or I swear I'll do worse next ti—" "What is going on here?" Neither had noticed the sure steps closing in on them, too lost in their little street fight. Four-eyes stands before them, masked disbelief cracking his voice. "Takaba-kun?" Takaba suddenly realizes, for the second time, how glad he is that Glasses Guy didn't die on that god damn ship ages ago. Now the bouncing bouncer… he doesn't look so happy at being caught not doing his job properly. "Ugh, sempai, this is… I was just getting rid of this punk but he's—" "Let go of him. He's fine. Don't forget that." Simple and to the point. Glasses' eyes are on himself and if the man hadn't just directed a sentence at his subordinate, Takaba would think he hadn't even acknowledged the other guy's presence. "Takaba-kun. What brings you here?" "Kirishima-san, can I se— hm, is Asami available?" "This way." The two men slither inside the club and uncaringly leave the abandoned pup, or rather, the confused bouncer looking for answers in the sound of their footsteps. A bleach-haired, buff and tall person takes pity on him (not really) and butts in. "You just started working here, Gamma, so I guess you haven't been told but from now on I strongly recommend you not to act violent towards the bra— Clearing his throat. "—towards Takaba-kun. The boss won't be happy. And then neither will you." "H-Hai." It doesn't give him any answers, really, but it sure serves to keep his mouth from getting a mouthful of flies and shut him up. -x- "He just came out from a meeting and there is nothing in need of his immediate attention for now. I'll let Asami-sama know you're here. You know the way." "Yes. Hm, thank you." -x- Not bothering with knocking at the door or signaling his arrival any more than Kirishima already did, Takaba strolls right in, dismissing the leather sofa that looks like it needs desperately to be sat down upon and only stops when the front of his black Converse as good as bumps into Asami's working desk. "What is the reason for such an unexpected visit?" Hello to you too, almighty jerk. Takaba did prepare himself for the encounter but the simulation is never quite the same as the real thing. "Er, do you… doyouwanttogoout? Asami hadn't moved since the photographer made his way inside his office; sitting on his chair, assessing legal and not-so-legal and everything-but-legal documentation. Takaba considers seppuku as he notices he feels… jealously… of those damn papers receiving so much of Asami's attention. Jealous. Great. Of fucking paper sheets. Double great. My condition is worse than I thought. "…I'm afraid I didn't quite understand your…question?" Takaba's cheeks go red. Fury. Shame. Both. Oh yeah, you so did you freaking— "I said: do you want to go somewhere?" He grips his control tightly and doesn't even stagger this time. But he does drawl out each word as long as he can, purposely. And the yakuza finally, finally directs his gaze at him. He feels a rush; although he stills wishes the infuriating corner of the other man's mouth would go fuck itself. "Are you asking me out, Akihito?" Don't clench your teeth; he'll notice your tensing jaw. Breathe. "I guess…" The younger of the two expects to be provoked and to be made fun of before receiving an indulging answer. The older of the two does his part and surprises him with a stealth response. "Sure. Let us go." "!" "What is it; don't tell me you were expecting me to decline your invitation?" A hand to the back of his neck; scratching the awkwardness. "Yeah well… no, not really but— I don't know. It doesn't matter." Asami arranges the documents at one side and leaves then there for Kirishima to collect later. The chair misses his weight as he finishes leading his arm through his jacket sleeve. "Shall we go then?" Leaving his office, Asami's feet allow him to travel along the corridors to the outside of the building. Takaba, following one step behind, almost bumps into his back when he pauses next to his BMW. "Shall we go by car?" "We'll walk. If you don't mind." "I suppose you're not telling me where we're going? If so, lead the way. I cannot read your mind, in its entirety, contrary to what you might believe." The light-brown-haired man doesn't pout. But he wants to. He shakes it off anyway and starts walking side-by-side with Asami, guiding him through the crowd. "Hm. I won't take you anywhere 'nice' like you're used to so… don't make fun of it, 'kay?" "I won't." They walk in confortable silence. Asami's expensive shoes clack when they hit the ground, his hands peeking into his trouser pockets, causing the short tail of his open jacket to flump back a little around his wrists. His hair flies softly with the wind; it's almost 8 p.m. and though the temperature doesn't feel too low, the feeling of the cold breeze feels nice. Takaba rearranges the strap of his bag crossing his body diagonally a bit so that it's not biting into his bare neck. The traffic sign changes its color and they traverse the white lines painted on the dark pavement along with hundreds of other people. His peripheral vision takes in the sight of their target-location and his lips elevate in a smile. Usually the place is full, rush-hour is relentless after all, but today only a few salary men occupy half the tables at the ramen stand in Shinjuku Station. They have their orders taken and take hold of a table in one of the corners, where it's less noisier. "You surprised me today." Asami's oral fixation kicks in and a white stick is already stuck between full lips. A flame to the tip; smoke kindly fluctuates, forming pretty crinkled-like laces in the middle of otherwise full-blown darkness, were they not illuminated by streets lamps. "Uh?" "I thought for sure you would avoid me for a while. A long while even. After that outburst the last time." "…" "What made you come today?" "Can you not be so straight-forward this once? It's really disconcerting." I'm trying to act normal here, dumbass. "And me doing that would be childish." A chuckle. "Exactly." "Bastar— Anyway! I'm… sorry… for that day. It was stupid. I've already forgotten so do me a favor and do the same." Being on the receiving end of such a suffocating stare is quite horrifying, even if thrill-inducing – is surely what Takaba's brain cells struggle to orchestrate. Much too early comes the not-quite remark. "I don't think I want to." "Don't make me regret this, I— really wanted to make up for it. Hm… it was the first time we were… talking… like just two people talking, not including the times I asked for help, or you talked me out of my dumps. Just talk. I didn't know what to do at the moment and it came to that." "Are you telling me you didn't mean a word you said?" Takaba seems genuinely surprised at that. Asami finds himself very pleased by the reaction. Shaking his head for emphasis, the blonde answers with honesty. "No. No, I'm not. I meant it. What I said might have been said in the spur of the moment but it wasn't thought in the spur of the moment. The things I said, I had already reflected on them. I meant them." The fire reflected on the shorter man's orbs pleased him immensely – Asami could admit. "Good." "Hm." Taking notice of the waiter gathering everything on the counter with the corner of his eye, Asami lets the last centimeters of his cigarette meet the ground and presses his shiny foot on it. "If that is so, why do you want me to forget?" "Ah, I don't really… it's just embarrassing to talk about it now that I have conscience of it all. It's irritating. I didn't plan on just drop a bomb like that." Smirk. Closing in on them now, the waiter serves them of their meals: Asami of his simple soba dish and Takaba of his gigantic bowl of miso ramen. A bottle of sake at the center of the table and he leaves the guests to their own devices. Asami pokes Takaba with a stick a final time, just to spice the meal a bit more. "Then how had you planned to? At dinner, after you cooked for me dressed in an apron – apron only, nothing else underneath – a few candles to illuminate the dark living-room, perhaps?" "God, you're so annoying." A chuckle from here, a tsk from there and a slurping sound mix homogeneously with the noise of the surrounding crowd as the two of them start filling their stomachs in unhurried fashion. As they finish eating, a good quarter-of-an-hour later, Takaba pays for their food as Asami gulps down the last of his drink. Back on track and wearing a wicked grin, the yakuza lies in wait for directions by the sidewalk. "Where to now?" A brief pause. No turning back once the play-button is pressed; no rewinding allowed. "Your place." A longer pause now. Long enough for Takaba to start letting his thoughts run around wildly; long enough for Asami's inexpressive face to soften. "Well then, shall we walk on foot to there as well?" "We're taking your car, asshole." Takaba revels in Asami's free, warm laugh and joins him on their trip back to the club. Surprisingly enough, he didn't feel nervous anymore. -x- As soon as they are inside, Takaba finds himself trapped between Asami and the door; the doorknob biting at his back, Asami's teeth biting at his lip. He pushes the other off of him with all the strength he can muster and grips his collar with one hand, dragging a very willing and amused Asami to the master bedroom. His show of domination is cut short when he's thrown onto the bed, the pillows denying the bed header of the bump it would create on the back of Takaba's head at the clash. Asami is on top of Takaba the next moment, nipping at the side of his neck, nuzzling into it and absorbing his scent. A gasp as Takaba moves his neck, giving more of himself for the other to do what he wills. While his hands are working fast on the mission of disrobing Asami of all of his clothes as fast as possible, he engages them in what might be one of their most sloppy kisses. Satisfied with having a deliciously naked Asami in sight, Takaba lets himself be freed of his clothes as well; Asami's inhuman undressing skills taking care of it in a heartbeat. A thumb and an indicator are pinching his nipple and before he can hiss, his breath is being ripped from him by Asami's deep kiss. "Ahh… w-wait! Let me, let me ride you…" "As you wish." Asami changes their positions with ease, like playing with LEGO pieces. Takaba finds himself not caring about being man-handled at the moment. His fingertips travel all around Asami's vast expanse of smooth, hard skin. Takaba's lips and tongue follow, leaving open-mouthed kisses everywhere; his Adam's apple, the hollow of his throat, flicking his darkening erect nipple and biting it with no restraint. Asami growls – a sound dipped with arousal and promise of retribution – and grips the other's full erection in a punishing tightness. The younger man explores the body offered to him, hand combing silky hair, lips pressing into the other's inner tight, brushing and breathing, warm puffs of hair on already hot skin. His tongue comes out to play with the distinct vein of Asami's hard-on, teasing it, wetting it only there. He can feel those sun-like eyes piercing into him and he can't help looking back even with the knowledge that it might blind him. Asami's hand comes to toy with his hair, encouraging him to continue, and he does. He licks Asami's cock from base to tip in a broad stroke, tasting him. Takaba swallows the tiny droplets of pre-cum his tongue gathered and licks his lips at the taste. "So lewd. Do you like it that much; my flavor? "Shut up." Without another word, the hazel-eyed man bows down and opens his mouth, his lips hugging the other man's member to the hilt inside his heated cave. He hums at the feel of Asami's penis hitting the walls of his throat and sucks hard from the start, working the tight erection with skillful familiarity. Asami allows Takaba to set the pace, to grab his hips and press them to the bed, restricting his movement and just letting him thrust gently from time to time, in contrast to the hard-working mouth around him, engulfing his length in its entirety and moving up and down along it quickly, as his tongue pleases the underside. Takaba is extremely satisfied with the expression splattered on Asami's face, cradled between his now practically gel-free bangs; his separated lips and the quiet, deep breathing coming from in-between them, together with his relaxed body, contracting only the muscles of his abdomen each time the sensation gets hotter. Said man grins, full-teeth, and while any other guy would look a tad more idiotic or at least un-sexy, Asami only looks better. Even better. So beautiful. One last long suck, teeth grazing as he slides Asami's cock from his mouth; watching it slap back against his tight abdominals as it arcs back perfectly. Takaba doesn't lick the pearls of Asami's fluids and his own spit still lingering on his lips this time around and, on all-fours, climbs back up Asami's body until their faces are on level and leans down, meshing their lips together and pushing into Asami's mouth; tongues licking behind teeth and forcing groans out of the back of the other's throats. Asami bites down. Takaba releases a guttural sound. Saliva meets blood. Asami brushes his tongue against the blonde's lip, from the corner to the middle, like a pencil on canvas, and forces his lips apart again just to meet with a barrier of tightly clenched teeth. Eyes full of anger and desire burning into him, Asami nothing but smiles and drops a soft kiss at Takaba's chin. He handles his own manhood with one hand and with the other grips at Takaba's hip as he guides it to the other's entrance, stilling instead of pressing in. Palms at the larger man's pectorals, Takaba knows what he's expected to do. Lowering his ass, feeling the blunt head of Asami's penis breaching him open, he inhales deeply and knowingly relaxes both his mind and his body. The stretching burns him up even more, his pores are open, he's already glistening with unshed sweat. As he feels the organ inside him pulsing as much as Asami's heart does under his palm, he allows his own grin to surface and mirror Asami's. That's the signal and they start moving simultaneously, pressing into each other. Pressing in more. Taking in deeper. Thrusting up faster. Thrusting down harder. His nails leaving crescent markings into firm, long legs while his nails scratch white rivers into ribs and broad shoulders. The air feels heavy with hard breathing, lust-filled stares and unrestrained moans. Takaba grips Asami's wrist, probably with force enough to bruise, and leads the slightly larger hand to his cock. Asami starts fisting his full erection, stroking him hard. "Nnn, yeah…" "What is it that you desire? Tell me." Trading his hand for his elbow, to support himself lower, Takaba brings them nose-touching, mingling his breath with Asami's. "K-kiss. Kiss me." He says so in a wanton moan. The passion in it makes it sound like an order and there's a spiteful note saying 'if you don't I'll fucking maim you' between the lines. Asami does. He kisses Takaba thoroughly, leaving the other panting and trembling. A particularly forceful thrust and he moans loudly, in spite of himself. The sound seems to have a strong effect on Takaba, as his insides tighten, clamping down painfully on Asami. "So— naa, deep… aahh!" "More?" "Asa…mi…" Their actions speed up mindlessly. Asami pushes himself up, crossing his legs and hugging the lean, toned body to his. "Gh— aahh… I-I'm…" Takaba manages to rasp out as he drowns himself on the wetness running down Asami's neck. He licks whatever he reaches and he's answered with a whisper near his ear lobe that triggers the outcome of the heated encounter. "Come." The two bodies tense and tremble silently at being finally allowed release. The tingling pleasure lingering as they go limp and fall asleep comfortably that way; all tangled and naked and filthy from sex. -x- Asami wakes up alone. The back of his hand on the way to cover his eyes as a disappointed sigh of air leaves him feeling empty on the inside. That is, until his ears catch the sound of a loud curse, followed by a train of more loud curses coming from the direction of the kitchen. Bang. The door of the cabinet would have cried out if it wasn't mute. "There's nothing to eat in this fucking house, are you shitting me?!" Getting up, Asami's laugh rumbles in the back of his throat (and he pushes back the reason why his mood changed so fast) as he makes his naked way to meet the starving stray cat trashing his kitchen to the ground, with the intention of feeding him some milk. (*) Takes place in the morning that follows the events of Loveprize 1 - Volume 3.

@Ivvy SoulStar @AmaryllisRose Chapter XI: The Third Diary July 30~ Subaru returned today. He keeps begging me not to make a deal with Tsuzuku, but if I don't then I will lose everything. All I have done lately is drink. Trying to forget Harina's harsh words, staring down at those bills, and trying to make my decision. If I make the deal I can get my wealth back all while losing my sister or even my niece, but if I listen to Subaru.......I will be destitute. I don't want to live like a street urchin!..... ~ I take another drink of sake' and a drag of my cigarette, as I stare blankly at the paperwork on my table. 'Here is your choice, your sister or Nami.' Tsuzuku's voice replays in my head as I poor more sake'. I exhale the smoke as I drink it down. "Don't do this!" I hear Subaru's voice behind me as I turn to face him. "I have no choice Subaru!" I slur as I take another drag from my cigarette. Ash falling from the cigarette as I stood up from the couch. "I will lose everything! Sacrifices must be made in order for me to survive!" I stumble across the room as Subaru stood before me. "SO YOU ARE WILLING TO OFFER THE LIFE OF YOUR SISTER?! He won't stop there! He is fixated on Nami and once he has made his decision, nothing you can say will stop him from taking her." He shouts as I turn to face him. I exhale smoke in his face as I turn to sit back on the couch. "How do you know this?!" I scream in anger. He put his palm up to his face and exhale as tears began to fall from his glowing blue eyes. "I heard a conversation between him and my brother. I-I don't understand it! We Chevalier are good natured so why is my brother helping a Lemaegus? It makes me question how he obtained the thrown from our previous king." He explains as he cups his jaw. He is silent for only a moment and then continues speaking. "Did that Lemaegus help him and now he's helping Tsuzuku? I'm only telling you these things because the previous king..........was Nami's father." He said calmly as he paces the floor. I could not believe what I was hearing as I drop my cigarette from the shock. "Shit!" I shout as I step on the lit cigarette trying to put it out. Subaru just glares at me as I inhale a breath. What does he mean about Nami's father? "Wait! It makes sense now..........the reason he decided to help you! Why he wants me to stay out of it! She is suppose to be...." He stops speaking as he took a breath. What was he talking about? I didn't understand. "I beg you don't make this deal with him! He is planning something big, I just know it!" He pleads as he moves quickly to the balcony. Before I could ask any questions, he disappears. August 5th~ Just ten days until Tsuzuku comes back. I have tried to call my sister to make amends but she will not speak to me. I even showed up at her job and she had security throw me out like some criminal. I tried to call Nami but her number has been changed. If I can't get in touch with my sister then my decision will be easy to make. I have no sister so it will be easy to condemn her! August 15th~ 7:30 am I have made my decision. When he comes back tonight I will tell him what I want. No more hesitation..... 3:00 pm Subaru came back again. Begging me not to do this. I have made my decision and no one will stop me......... ~ "Go AWAY Subaru! I have made my decision!" I shout at him. He rushes to me and pushes me into the wall holding me by my throat. "You pathetic excuse for a human! If you make that deal, you will condemn your blood to death! YOU and your GREED!" His eyes full of tears as he screams in rage. "Nami is human too! What about her!" I cry as he holds me against the wall. "Only by half! Her father was killed by that LEMAEGUS! What makes you think he won't kill her or you for that matter! She is descended from a royal bloodline of Chevalier! My brother was a low ranking Chevalier and he made a deal with that Lemaegus! Now he is after Nami!" He screams as he releases me from his grasp. "Why her? Why now? Why not when she was a child?" I question as I gasp for air. "Because she is weak right now. Her Chevalier blood is dormant, yet on the verge of awakening and they are using this opportunity to get to her. Keep in mind that you will be the cause of her demise HUMAN!" With that he was gone. "YOU CAN'T STOP ME SUBARU!!" 8:00 pm Tsuzuku came back tonight! I told him my decision and that's when things became strange. He changed our deal up and made me an offer that I almost said no to. She'll be okay, I don't have to worry about her. Everything with work out fine for Nami......... "Have you decided?" He asks. "Yes,...............I choose my sister!" I reply hesitantly. He smiles and sat on my couch as he crosses his leg over to the table. "On second thought, I have another deal to make with you........I will take the life of your sister, no doubts there, but if you somehow begin to feel guilty about what you have done.........Nami will be mine.......FOREVER." He said calmly. My hands were shaken as my eyes widen at this new proposition. "W-What?! Y-You can't do that! We had an agreement! You can't just-" he stops me from speaking as he glares at me. "Fine, I guess you have resigned yourself to being poor then.......I will be on my way." He stood up and turns toward the balcony preparing to leave. "Wait!" He turns with a smile as I said that. "Yes?" He replies. "We have a deal." I said softly as I sunk in the chair behind me. He walks toward me and took a small blade from his pocket. Grabbing my hand, as he cut my palm. The blade glows red as it takes some of my blood. I wince from the pain as the wound forms a Sakura flower shaped scar. "It is done..." He said as he disappears..... March 5th~ It has been almost a year since my sisters death. I feel the pain and sorrow only guilt can bring. I am going to take these books to the bank and put them in a safety deposit box on the 14th of August. I am also going to make a will today.......when it's done, I will pay for my mistake in pain and blood. August 15th~ It is only fitting that I die on this day. By now I am already dead. So I leave this to you.... Nami, I am so sorry that you had to find out this way. I am so sorry for my greed and my hatred, but now you know the truth. Subaru will always be there for you love. He has been trying to protect you from my mistake. Don't give in to Tsuzuku. Become what you were born to be. I don't know what that is exactly, but you must claim it. I loved my sister very much and even I didn't know about your legacy, I doubt she did as well. You are my sun and my moon. I wish I had never made this deal because now you suffer for it I am sure. This is my goodbye. My sweet Nami-chan! I love you so much, Aunt Mimiko Hope you enjoyed this one!

@Ivvy SoulStar @AmaryllisRose Chapter X: The Second Diary June 20th~ (continued..) What is he? I was so upset after Harina left me in a rage. I was in my thoughts holding Nami's photo when I heard his voice. He was standing by the paperwork. How did he get in my home? What did he want? It is a mystery to me. Those eyes and that smile captivated me again. What do I do?............ ~~ "I think I can help with that!" I hear a familiar voice as I look up to see the man from the cafe. "Tsuzuku! What- how did you get in here?" I said as my heart began to pound. Before I could get an answer from him, he moves too fast for me to see and stood very close to me. "W-What are you?" I ask as I back away. He moves closer, causing me to hit my back on the door. He smiles that smile as I close my eyes. "Do you really want to know?" He whispers as he leans in close to me. I feel compelled to reach out and touch his face, as I did, he turns his head into my hand. He looks back to me with those eyes staring into mine. "Yes....I do." I reply as I step toward him. I reach out my hand as he pushes it way. Before I could get upset, he pulls me to him quickly, as I gasp from surprise. He laughs quietly at my reaction as he stare into my eyes. "I will find you again." He said quietly. "What do you want?" I question. "I can give you what you want.....Mimiko." Before I could speak he disappears. 'Who is he?'........... July 2nd~ Tsuzuku hasn't come back to me. I want to look into his eyes. I want to know who he is. Or what he is.............. July 10th~ He came back! I was mesmerized by his gaze again. I asked him what he meant by, he could give me what I want. He told me that he could help me with my problem but for a price. That doesn't help me! How can I pay him if I have no money?!................ ~ "What did you mean?" I ask. He smiles as he looks down at the bills on my table. "I can give you what you want.........for a price." He replies. "WHAT?! I have nothing how can I pay you? My being broke is my problem!" I shout. He rushes up to me as I fell on my couch. His face close to mine. "Lower your voice to me HUMAN!" He said firmly. The way he said the word "human" made me question him in many ways. "What are you?" I ask. He smiles at my question as he circles me. "I am a Lemaegus....your kind call me demon or yokai." He replies. I laugh at his answer as I move to the drinks cabinet to poor some whiskey in a glass. "You have no horns! Where is your tail?! Your pitch fork? Demon ha!" I laugh as I drank my whiskey. He moves quickly and is standing next to me. "You don't want to piss me off. Or you will see my true form! Now, do you want my help or not?" I stay silent as he said those words, trying not to show fear. 'How do I know you will help me?' I thought as I stood still. He let out a sigh as if he knew what I was thinking. "Because if I wasn't going to, I would not be here, stupid human." He said. I still stay quiet taking all of this in. "I guess you don't want my help." He said as he turns to leave. "Wait!" July 15th~ He told me that if I wanted the money that had to give him something. He asked for my soul! If I do that I cannot enjoy the freedom of being wealthy again. I finally figured out what to do and that's when he saw her photo. He wants her! He wants my niece! What do I do? The young blonde I met a month ago appeared. He is called a Chevalier. I think I have bitten off more than I can chew................. - "Have you decided what you will give me in exchange?" He asks. "You said that it doesn't have to be money." I reply as he nods in response. "It can be your soul." He said as he sat on the back of my couch. "No! If I do that I can't enjoy my wealth!" I reply quickly. He smiles as he stare at something behind me. I turn to see his gaze on my Nami's photo. "Then I want her." He said in a serious tone. "No! She is my only niece! I can't do that!" I reply. He stood up and moves to me quickly. "Then here is your choice. It's your niece or your sister." My eyes widen when I hear what his answer is. "Why so surprised, you hate her remember." He said as I stood silent. "But I-" before I could say anything he continues "Fine.....I will return in a month. Make your decision between then." He said as he walks toward the balcony. "You have gone too far Lemaegus!" A familiar voice in a surreal tone spoke as I look around the room. "Subaru......shouldn't you be at home, dealing with your brother?" Tsuzuku said in arrogant tone as I look toward the balcony. The young blonde I meet last month, was standing on my balcony. His eyes glowing blue. "Stay out of this Chevalier! This doesn't concern you!" He shouts to the man who seems angry. Suddenly, Subaru moves quickly as he grabs Tsuzuku by the throat slamming him against the wall. "When it involves HER, it is my concern....LEMAEGUS!" Blue flames surround him as he tosses him across the room breaking a table. "You are that young man who is friends with my Nami!" I said quickly. "Does she know you-" he interrupts me before I could ask. "No.....she does not. I have never told her. I love her too much to tell her what I am." As he said that I could see the sincerity in his eyes. "Get lost Chevalier! She is my countenance!" Tsuzuku shouts as he disappears. "Please Mimiko! I implore you....don't make this deal. Whether you lose your sister or Nami becomes his slave, he will kill you and take your soul. Don't do this to your family, to Nami. I couldn't bear it if she became his property." With that he disappears from my sight. I hope you enjoy reading my story as much as I enjoy writing it ^^

@Ivvy SoulStar @AmaryllisRose Chapter IX: The First Diary June 5th~ It has been five years since I lost my husband. He had left everything to me in his will when he died. His cancer had taken a told on him and when he finally passed on, he left his legacy to me. A mistake I can assure you. All I have done with his gift and our company is spend money needlessly on things to fill the void of him being no longer in my life. I feel empty without him so I use money to make myself happy, if even for a moment. I know it cannot bring him back to me and I am squandering his legacy, but I cannot help what I have become. Another notice from the bank came in today, I don't know how I am going to get the money to pay for my debts. There must be away.............. June 12th~ 12:00pm I was at a cafe today having lunch alone as I always do, when a young man in a black casual suit sat at my table. He had raven black hair and his eyes were a deep green. His lips looked so kissable, but I know someone so young would have nothing to do with me. So, why did he sit down? We talked for what seemed hours and he was very charming and alluring. He made me forget my worries, even for a moment. His name was Tsuzuku......I'll never forget that smile................. ~~ "What is a beautiful woman like yourself doing alone at a cafe?" I look up to see a young man in his twenties lean over and smile to me. "Oh, please you flatter" I reply smiling. He sat down across from me smiling with those luscious lips. I blush as I turn my gaze to the floor. Feeling his finger under my chin as he moves me to face him. "You seem troubled?" He asks as he moves his hand away. 'More than you know....what will I do?' He smiles and leans his elbows on the table while he plays with his lips. "No, of course not!" I lie. After a long intoxicating conversation, he was preparing to leave me. "Wait! What is your name? Will I see you again?" I ask as he took my hand. He presses his lips gently on my hand and smiles. "I am called Tsuzuku, I will find you again." And with that he was gone. There was something other worldly about him. 3:00 pm I ran into a young blonde man in the shopping district today. He was so kind and sweet. He told me that he knew my niece Nami. When he stopped to talk to me, he said that I looked troubled. He couldn't be more right. I have so much on my plate and no way to clear it. His name was Subaru. I wish there was a way to wipe the slate clean, if not.....how am I going to pay these debts?.............. ~~ "How much?" I ask as the woman was about to tell me how much the jade lion is, someone bumps into me knocking the object from my hand. Before the object broke, a male hand quickly caught it. "I am so sorry!" A young man with blonde hair and blue eyes said as he set the figure back on the table. I was in shock as he had me pinned on the table with his chest against mine. "I-It's alright. I-" he smiles intently as he realizes the position he was in. "Oh, I am so sorry again!" He said as he stood up. "You are?" He asks. I smile and reach out my hand to shake his. "Mimiko Takeda." I say as his eyes widen in surprise. "Oh! You are Ni-chan's Aunt!" He was so sweet the way he expresses his emotions. "Ni-chan?" I question. He laughs as he realizes I didn't know what he was talking about. "Nami! Hehe I call her Ni-chan." He said as he scratches his head. "Oh! How silly of me. I should have known to whom you were referring." I said smiling. "My name is Subaru." He said with a smile. My thoughts drift back to my debt problems as the air was silent. "Is something troubling you?" He asks with a concerning look. 'Yes' I thought as I stood still. "No, not at all." I lie. He waves goodbye as we went our separate ways. June 20th~ Harina came to see me as I requested. I asked her to help me. I know her and her recently new husband Shinjiro had money for the fundraiser. I was so desperate that I asked for the fundraiser money. She screamed at me for asking such a question, calling me a fool. She was so angry and said hateful words to me. What am I going to do?......... ~~ "Are you out of you damned mind Mimi?! I can't do that! You know that my husband and I created this fundraiser to raise money to give to the cancer research fund!" She shot a glare to me as she stood up from the chair. "I need your help Hari, please! Please say you'll help me! I am your sister!" I beg as tears form. She scoffs at the paperwork on the table. "How could you be so irresponsible?! Your husband died of cancer leaving his legacy to you and instead of using your power for good, you squander his gift to you on THIS!" She waves her hand gesturing to the apartment that spans the entire seventh floor. "Oh let's not forget everything in it! Down to the last jade figure! I hope you get swallowed by your debt and end up on the street! Just so that you will remember where you came from!" She screams as she threw the bills in my lap. I began to cry hoping to appeal to her better nature. She just threw her hands up and began yelling even more. "Don't think you can cry and I will throw money in your lap! Mother is probably turning in her grave at the sight of how greedy you have become!" She screams as she paces the apartment. I can't take it anymore. I am tired of hearing her voice. "Get out" I said in a low tone. She looks as if she didn't hear me. What did you say?" She asks as she is standing over me. "I said GET OUT!" I scream. "You ask me to come here because you need my help, then when you tell me what you need I tell you how it is and you expect me to leave? " she exclaims as I stood up. "You fucking heard me! I said to get the fuck OUT!" She slaps me as I scream at her, causing me to react the same. "I HATE YOU! Get out! GET OUT NOW!" I grab her by the arm and drag her to the door. I open the door quickly and threw her out. "You mark my words Mimiko! This greed of yours will be the death of you! I never want to see you again! You stay away from me and you stay away from Nami!" She shouts as she stood in the doorway. "N-Nami.......no you can't do that to me! You can't keep me from seeing my niece! No! No! No!" I sob as she gave me a look of disgust. "I can and I WILL! You may be my blood, but you are not my sister, I don't know who this woman is before me." She replies as she stood there watching me cry and sob. "Please don't do this to me!" I beg. "Go to hell Mimiko!" As she said those words she took the elevator down leaving me to my loneliness. 'What am I going to do now?' I thought as I close the door. I walk over to the table and clutch Nami's photo frame against my chest. "I think I can help with that" I hope you like it so far,

@Ivvy SoulStar @AmaryllisRose Chapter VIII: New Developments "Are you ready to see what's inside Miss Takeda?" He said as he turns the key. I nod in response as he opens the box. Inside were three red books. "What is this? Why was it so important to keep these books safe?" I had so many questions and I could see that the man was hiding something. I clench my fist as I shove him into the wall of deposit boxes. "You know something! Tell me!" I shout as my voice echoes throughout the vault. "Please mam' not here! In my office, the room is sound proof and no one can hear us." He said as he composes himself, fixing his tie. He put the books back inside the box, grabbing the keys, and carry them to the office. I follow as the vault closes behind us. We made it back into his office as he closes the door and locks it. "Before you tell me what you know about these books, I need to know about these." I pull the bills with bankruptcy on them from my bag and toss them on the table. He shudders as he sat down in front of the bills. "How is it that someone like my Aunt, having been so wealthy, yet I find this in a safe behind a hidden panel? Speak!" I said calmly but with enough force for him to know I was serious. "Miss." Is all he could manage as he set the books on his desk. "Speak!" I demand as I gave a stern look. "A year ago, Mrs. Takeda was on the verge of bankruptcy. She had been spending money needlessly and racked up quite a debt for herself. However, on August 15th of last year she came into my office with a check for a considerable amount of money. So much so, that her debt was paid and she had an enormous amount left over." Hearing his words, I feel as though my heart had stopped. The date he spoke of........................my parents died on August 15th, they were going to a fund raiser that they helped create. The room began to spin and I felt light headed. "Oh my god......I feel sick." I said as I cup my mouth with my hands. 'I can't tell him this new information....he would have me committed!' I thought as I try to calm myself. He stood up to fan me and asks if I was alright. "I'm fine, please continue." I reply as he took his seat again looking at me in a bewildered manner. "Ah.........anyway, about a month and a half ago, she brought those books to me. She was very upset and was often looking over her shoulder. After that she told me that no one was allowed to get those books out. Not even her. The only one allowed was you. I asked her several times why this was so important but she insisted that no one else was to know the contents of these books, except you of course." He explained as he put the books in my hands. I stayed silent as I wait for him to finish explaining. He clears his throat and continues. "She had explained to me that she was going to set up a will. I found this strange because she was so young. A woman in her late thirties should never consider a will so soon. She looked very disturbed and I considered maybe she was trying to tell me something, but nothing came of it. I am truly sorry for your loss. Had I known she was plan to...........I think I could have helped her,....somehow." He explains as his hands were shaken. 'You couldn't help her....no one could. She couldn't even help herself!' I thought as I listen to his story, furious and on the verge of tears. "Thank you, I appreciate your honesty sir. I think I will take my leave now." I said shakily as I stand to bow. I took the books and put them in my bag as I left the bank office. 'How could you?' ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Flashback~~~ "Nami!" I hear the voice of my mother calling me from the living room. "Yes!" I reply as I walk to where she stood. "We are about to leave now, I'm not sure when we will be back." My father said to me. "You guys look so beautiful! Mom I love that dress!" I said I look to my mother who wore a sapphire blue dress. I hug them both as they smile at me "I love you!" I said as they hug me back. "We love you too! Lock the door!" They said in unison. "Are you going to invite Subaru over to stay with you?" My mother asks. "No, he is busy with the band stuff so I am home alone." I reply. They smile to me and nod as they walk out to the black car and drove away. One hour later~~~ I hear a knock on the door as I stood to answer it. When I open the door, my neighbor Mrs. Omeida was out of breath. "N-Nami! Quick!......turn on the news!!" She shouts as I ran to turn on the TV. There was a car on fire and everyone was rushing to get whoever was inside, out. Suddenly, as the reporter said the names of the people inside, the car blew up knocking the emergency crew back. "Oh my god! Reports are confirmed! It is Mr. And Mrs. Takeda/Aikamura! The creators of the Aikamura Fundraiser!" My head feels light as I stood there watching the report as the car blew up even more. I feel faint as I hear the muffled screams of my neighbor. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I awake in a cold sweat, as tears began to fall. For that past few nights Tsuzuku has not been here, that which I am glad of. With the anger I am feeling right now, I would be screaming in rage at him. I stare at the dark ceiling as I sat up in the bed. I look over to the bookcase where the hidden panel is covered by my GazettE dvd collection. I locked the books away when I got home yesterday. Since I have a few days off I will look through those books. They are her diaries after all and I want to know what she was thinking and why she used her own sister to obtain wealth. I scoff at the clock which stares back at me reading 3:25 am. I fall back onto the bed and cover myself with the blanket as I drift back to sleep. Tsuzuku's POV~ "My brother is trying to break the bond between you and Nami." Kazuki declares as he sat on his thrown in the Great Hall of the castle. A female Chevalier in very revealing dress knelt down to him as she wraps her arm around his inner thigh. I smirk as the female glares at me. "Master, why must you entertain such a lowly creature!" She whines in a seductive tone. I move quickly as I pull her head to me. Smiling as she wince in pain. "Lowly am I?" I whisper as I inhale blue light from her body. Her expression changes as she stood up to press her body into me. Her hand on my chest as she licks my neck and began kissing my skin. "Master" she said seductively as I take her by the chin, lowering her to the floor. Her eyes glowing blue as she did as instructed. I let go of her chin as she wraps herself around my leg, moving her hands along my ankle up to my waist. "Must you always be so cruel to my slaves?" Kazuki scoffs as I stood over the female Chevalier. "This is not cruelty Kazuki.......this is cruelty!" I exclaim, lifting the girl with an invisible force. She still held those seductive eyes. I snap my fingers causing her to break like shattered blue glass, as the pieces scatter across the floor. "I am not concerned with Subaru! Neither should you be." I reply to his earlier statement. Kazuki put his palm to his face and shook his head. "She was my favorite!" He whines with a laugh. "She should have kept her mouth shut." I reply in disgust. Kazuki stood from his chair and began to walk down the Great Hall. "The only way to stop Subaru is to tempt the girl. She is young, impetuous, and can easily be swayed. She is an innocent Tsuzuku and innocents are the easiest to lead." He said as he stops in the middle of the hall. I hate the way he flaunts is aristocratic ways. His royal suit in black with a blue cape over his shoulder. "I have been trying to be nice but I am getting nowhere." I sigh as I stop halfway past him. "Why be nice to her Tsuzuku? You confuse me with this. Why not be your dominant self and take what is rightfully yours? She has no choice but to obey. Her blood saw to that." He proclaimed as he stood firm. 'Can it really be that easy?' I thought as I shift my stance. "OF COURSE IT CAN!" He shouts as the sound echoes through the Great Hall. "Tck, I told you not to read my thoughts!" I shout angrily. Kazuki laughed as he put the back of his gloved hand to his mouth. "What about Subaru?" I ask as Kazuki's laughter subsides. "Let him be.....her ignorance will be his demise. When she learns the truth about him, she will want nothing to do with him." He replies as he walks around. "How can you be so sure?" I ask as I glare at him. "Humans are fickle, she will leave him." Kazuki replied in a firm tone. "And if she doesn't?" I ask as I watch his every move. "Then I'll kill him." Kazuki's words echo as he lets out a laugh. Our laughter filled the Great Hall as we stood contemplating our next move. Hope you enjoy this chapter!

@Ivvy SoulStar @AmaryllisRose [video=youtube_share;btoqY0y8ii4] Chapter VII: The Secret Subaru's POV~ Is she finally going to tell me what she knew? If she does, can I bring myself to tell her about what I am? She stood silent as she debates with her decision to speak. "I guess I will see you at work tomorrow!" She said quickly as she bent her knees a little. 'You are such a coward Nami' I hear her thoughts as she averts her eyes to the pavement. "Yes! I am sure Kuina and the others look forward to seeing you also." I said with a smile. She waves goodbye as she walks into her apartment. 'Why are you interfering with Tsuzuku?' A familiar voice crept into my thoughts. I snap my fingers and transport my car home as I teleport to my home realm. The skies were bright blue with aurora borealis like clouds in the sky. Falsetto sounds could be heard from the bird-like creatures flying over head. Far away in the distance was my brothers castle. White stone castle surrounded by a moat of blue flames. "Why are you on his side......brother." I reply, my voice returning to its original tone. My brother Kazuki steps out of the flames that surround him. "We Chevalier aren't meant to fall in love with a mere human. I made a mistake sending you there...come home brother." He said in surreal, yet raspy voice. My eyes began to glow blue as I feel the rage that humans feel, only more intense. I move quickly to him and slam him into the ground as I punch him in the jaw. With much force I press his body into the ground making the ground cave around him. "NEVER! Do you think I will stand for this? YOU, brother being in league with a filthy Lemaegus?! Nami's heart, trust, and life on the line just for your GAMES?! I tried to stop Mimiko from making a deal with him." My rage continues as I press him into the ground more. "She was so desperate and afraid of losing her wealth. Humans and their greed! It sickens me to my core that she sold her only blood to that Bastard!" I shout as I grip his collar harder. "She is human......what makes you think she isn't capable of greed?" He smiles as he spoke those words. As if he was taunting me. "NO! She is different! She would never give in to such trivial things!" Enraged I shout as several guards came to break up the brotherly quarrel. I hit him once more for good measure. "Brother-" his eyes were cold as I let him go and walk toward the portal. "You are no brother of mine!" Exclaiming my words, I snap my fingers and disappear from my home realm. 'I hope she finds out the entire truth...someday' ~ Two Weeks Later I finally arrive to the building where Royz is discussing with me about their wardrobe. They were going to be doing a press conference tomorrow and want to look their best. I open the door to the dressing room as everyone greets me with smiles. "Ni-chan is here!" Tomoya said cheerfully as he tap Koudai's shoulder. "Hey, guys! I'm here!" I sat my bag on the counter as Kuina motions for me to sit down. "Where is Baru-chan?" I said softly as I sat down next to Kuina. "He said he is on his way and apologized for being late Nini-chan." Koudai said with a smile. Just as I stood up to get the others ready, Subaru walks in the dressing room. Everyone cheers as he closes the door. He seems distant like he had something on his mind. "Are you okay Baru-chan?" I ask as I step toward him. He looks up to me and smiles. "Yes!" He replies as he awaits my opinion about what to wear. There were many styles to choose from and I hand picked each outfit for them. After I left Royz behind, I had two more appointments. The guys at GazettE canceled and apologized for the inconvenience, while the guys at Meijibray were ready to roll. The whole time I was there Tsuzuku did what he always did around Mia and the others. Acting like a kid playing around like nothing is going on. ~ After a long day of work I began to head home. The clouds began to roll in as I step out of the building. Thunder claps as I began to walk down the sidewalk. That's when the bottom fell out. "Shit!" I spat. As if someone turned on a faucet full blast, the rain came quickly. I cover my head with my bag and ran to one of the transit canopies. I sat as I wait for the rain to slack off. After a matter of minutes, as quick as it came the rain was gone. I hurry home quickly to avoid another wave of rain. I decided it was time to go through her personal items to see if I could find anything to tell me what she was doing. I started with her bookshelf and began to pull romance novels and old mail. I put the books in a box for donations and the mail I set aside to go through. As I clear the bottom shelf, I move to the next one. When I reach the middle shelf and finish clearing it, a hidden panel fell down revealing a safe. The lock was combination old school style. "Just great!" I said quietly as I began to listen for the clicks. After my fifth try, the lock made a loud click and it swings open. Inside was a small stack of bills, all that read bankruptcy in big red letters. There was a box in the shape of the sakura flower, a key to what looks like it goes to a safety deposit box was inside it. I took the bills and the sakura box with the key and close the safe. ~ After I clean up my mess and donate my Aunts books to a library, I head toward the bank that was on those bills. I held tight to the key and I walk inside. A man in a navy blue suit greets me as he thinks I am new and I want to set up a bank account. "Ano.......I have this key, it belonged to my Aunt. Mimiko Takeda, she left it to me in her Will. Please I-" he abruptly stops me and began to lead to me his office. He raises his hand to show me to a seat and close his door. "Miss Takeda.......I was given strict instructions that when you came here with that key, our conversation was to be done in private. She was a very private person and often times very nervous. She was very adamant that the contents in that deposit box was to be given only to you." He explains as he sat in his chair. He pulls a set of keys from his pocket and unlocks a large drawer in his desk. He then unlocks a small box inside the drawer. Inside that box was a small Sakura shaped box. He opens the box and held a key identical to mine. "Wow, she was very over protective of that box." I said as he put everything back the way it was. "This way Miss Takeda" he said as he stood up and began lead the way to the vault. 'What is it that is so important that you have to go through all this to protect it?' I thought as the large vault door opens. The man led me down a long section of the vault and stops at a box that requires two keys. "Your key Miss?!" He motions for me to put my key in as we turn them at the same time. The door to the box clicks open. He pulls out another box as he laid it on the table and unlocks it with his key. "Are you ready to see what's inside Miss Takeda?" A/N: Hope you have enjoyed my story this far! Please let me know what you think in a reply!!

@Ivvy SoulStar @AmaryllisRose Chapter VI: The Festival "Ni-chan! Get in! Today is the festival!" Subaru opens the passenger door and waves for me to enter. "I thought the festival was two days ago?" I ask as I step down from the steps of my apartment building. "I am sorry, I had the date wrong. Will you forgive me?" Subaru pouts as he bow in front of me. It has been a couple of days since I have seen him so I jumped at the chance to spend the day with him. He's always so sweet, kind and his smile is comforting. As I step down I trip causing me to fall. Before I could react, Subaru moves quickly and held me in his arms. "How did you do that?" I ask as he held me close. His deep blue eyes sparkle in the sunlight. His lip quivers as he looks as though he wants to kiss me. 'Could he be like Tsuzuku?' I thought as he looks into my eyes. He furrows his brow and clears his throat as he stood me up. "I was right there Ni-chan! You fell in my lap!" He exclaimed nervously as he scratches his neck. I figure I should ignore this for now and get into the car. When Subaru got into the car to drive, he was acting very strange. He was quiet and focus on the road ahead. 'What is a Lemaegus anyway?' I thought as I look around the car and out the window. Subaru POV~ That idiot! He told her what he was! Not that it matters. I plan to break his bond over her. Mimiko should have never made that deal and now Nami has to suffer with him because of it. The last time he took a girl as a deal.....it ended bad. I clutch the steering wheel as I realize I was speeding and let up on the gas. "So! You ready to have fun with me? I will tickle you if you say no!" I ask in a teasing manner. She looks toward me and smiles as she nods. "Oh come on! I can't hear you Ni-chan!" I tease again. "Yes!" She shouts with laughter. I will protect her, I am her Chevalier after all. No way in hell I am going to let a Lemaegus take her away from me. ~ As we arrive at the festival, Subaru got out of the car. Refusing to let me open the door, he opens it and helps me out. "I guess chivalry isn't dead after all." I said smiling. I was wearing an ivory tulle skirt, baby blue top and glitter wedges. My hair was up in a bun and I was happy with my look. I noticed Subaru staring at me as I stood waiting to be taken to the festival. "Aren't you going to take me?" I ask as he jolts from his spot and took my arm. "You and I are going to share some Sakura ice cream!" He proclaims as he walks me down the path. He was wearing his street clothes. Black athletic pants and a blue Adidas shirt. No make up, which I loved to see him in his natural skin. 'So adorable' I thought as he kept leading me to the festivities. I lean my head on his shoulder as we took in all the sights and smells. Being with him was different. Safe. Subaru's POV~ We walk to different vendors enjoying everything around us. Seeing her smile made me happy. I know she is under a lot of stress so this is good for her. We finally made it to the ice cream vendor and ordered a large Sakura ice cream to share. "Two spoons please!" I said to the vendor as we took them and found a seat. "See, I told you we would share ice cream!" I said playfully as I spoon some ice cream and touch her nose. She laughs as she wipes ice cream on my cheek. "Ha! Now you are a mess!" She said with a laugh. "Ah! I only put a tiny bit on you Ni-chan!" I reply as I wipe my face. We sat for a moment as I watch the sakura being carried through the air by a gentle breeze. She was smiling, but I know seeing these flowers is hard for her. ~ After we ate our ice cream, we continue to the Sakura viewing. Everyone was taking pictures of the beautiful trees, but for me I only saw blood. I want to try to block the image out, because I want to have fun with Subaru. I lean on a rail next to the river and put my head down to catch my breath. When I pop my head up, it came in contact with another. "Ouuu! Are you okay Ni-chan? That hurt!" He exclaimed as I turn to quickly rub his temple. "I'm sorry, I really am having a good time but-" he pulls me to him and held me close. "If it is difficult to view the Sakura, we can go. I know it's difficult, I shouldn't have brought you here, but I want to see you smile again. Like you use to when we were younger. Before your parents died." He whispers as he held me close. 'I know' I thought as I rest my head on his shoulder. "There is so many things I don't understand about her death and it scares me. I'm sorry I ruined your plans." I said as I lift my head and pull away. He shook his head and touchy my nose. "No, not ruined at all." He softly wipes a tear away as he looks into my eyes. "Come on, the sun is setting, let me take you home." He said softly as he put his arm around me, pulls me to him, and walk to the car. "I had fun Baru-chan!" I said softly as I stood on the steps of my apartment building. He smiles and put his hands in his pockets as he was about to walk away. "Me too!" He replies. The closer he moves to his car the more I want to stop him. "Wait!" He stops as he heard me and walks back to my side. "Yes" he said quietly. I fidget with my hands as I try to think of something to say. 'How do I explain what my aunt did?' I thought as I finally muster the courage to speak. "I need to tell you something......" Enjoy!!

@Ivvy SoulStar @AmaryllisRose Chapter V: I'm Sorry After the funeral precession and formalities were over, I took care of things with my landlord. I am now permanently living in my Aunts apartment. The guys all made an appearance to the funeral for moral support. They all knew of her, but they didn't really know her that well. I am just glad that I am not alone. I was glad of one who didn't appear. If Tsuzuku had made an appearance, it would have been uncomfortable to say the least. ~ I finally made it home carrying a large vase full of white chrysanthemums. Everyone sent flowers of course, but these are the only ones I wanted to take home. They were from Subaru. I inhale the scent as the elevator opens to the top floor. Keying the code, the door clicks. I juggle the door and the flowers as I walk inside. I set the vase on the parlor table as I pull off my scarf. Walking into the next room, I throw the scarf on the chair in the living room. 'What else can go wrong' I thought as I close the door to the apartment. "Why such a long face?" I hear a familiar voice behind me as I turn to see Tsuzuku standing in the living room. Tsuzuku's POV~ "How was your day with your Chevalier?" I ask as I step toward her. Her beautiful raven black hair cascading around her face. "Cheva- what?" She replies with a curious look on her face. She turns to the bedroom door as I move quickly inside the bedroom and stood in the doorway. "Subaru.......your knight." I said as I held several strands of her hair in my hand. "W-what do you mean by knight?" She asks as she looks into my eyes. Tint of green in those grey eyes flicker in the dim light. "He was very protective of you that day." I said as I quickly let go of her hair. "What do you want, come to humiliate me again?" She asks as she pushes me aside. I turn to watch as she paces across the room cleaning up any messes. "I came to apologize for my behavior before. I am not use to human emotions and I expected to much from you. Gomen'nasai(sorry)" I said with a bow. ~ 'What is he up to?' I thought as I began making the bed. "Nothing. I am just saying sorry." He replies to my thought. I threw my hands up and made a sound to show my annoyance with him. "Stop that!" I shout. He laughs as though he is mocking me. "Look if I am going to be bound to you or WHATEVER.........have the decency to get a clue and disappear!" I was furious. Furious with him and my aunt for this bond of hate I now have. All because she couldn't stomach being poor. I look to the floor as I felt that feeling again. My body began to move on its own again as I am forced to walk to him. "Stop this!" I said softly. He stops whatever he did to make me move and steps toward me. "You asked me what I am and so I will tell you.......I am known as a Lemaegus . Your kind call me a demon." As he said those words my heart began to pound. A demon? . 'Where is your tail?' I thought as I looked down to his hips. The sudden realization hit me as I try not to laugh. My laughter subsided as I notice where I was looking, I blush and look away. "Wha-.....I don't have a tail nor do I carry a pitch fork! I simply give people what they desire in exchange for their soul or whatever they foolishly choose to give away! I am merely appeasing my boredom by fulfilling the whims of others." He replies nonchalantly, as if it was his daily routine. "You get pleasure from the pain of others?" I question as I went back to making the bed. He hesitates for a moment as if he had to think about his answer. "Yes" he said calmly. Unbelievable, I hate that he is so attractive because his attitude pisses me off. "I've had enough of this for one night. Please leave." I sigh as I fell onto the bed and close my eyes. "You think that I'm attractive.....huh" I felt heavy as I open my eyes to see him over me. Tsuzuku POV~ She opens her eyes as I lean close to her ear. "Do you really want me to leave?" I whisper as she let out a sigh. She hesitates as I leane up to see tears in her eyes. "No......as much as you irritate me and I don't like the way you control me......I don't want to be alone." She replies as she wipes tears away. "On one condition! Keep that bloody Sakura crap on lock! If you use it once, you'll have to leave!" She demands as she lay on the bed. "You have my word" I reply. If she knew that I didn't have to do what she says, she'd probably freak out. That being so, I will keep my word. "Hmm....can you get up please" she snaps me from my thoughts as I pull strands of her hair and wrap them around my finger. Her scent was filling my lungs as I inhale a breath. I let go of her hair and help her up from the bed. As she stood up, I pull her too quickly causing her to fall on my chest. I lift her chin to look at me as she pulls away. ~ I don't understand him, one minute he is annoying and the next he is playing with my hair. I pulled the covers back and then walk over to my drawer to wear one of my night tops. I start to change but then I remember that HE was here. "Can you please turn around?" I ask as he smiles. He slowly turns around as I quickly strip down and threw on the night top. "Okay" I said as I walk toward the bed. He moves quickly to bed as I stood still. His eyes travel down my body, making me blush. 'Don't look at me that way' I thought as I sat on the bed and turn my back to him. The bed moves as I felt his breath on my neck. The hair on my neck stood on end as he moves my hair aside from my shoulder revealing my neck. "Tsu-" my breath hitches as I felt his mouth on my skin. The feeling made me feel weak. Did I want this to happen? 'No' I thought as he pulls me back onto the bed. Seeing him above me upside down as he smiles, made me feel weaker. 'No' I thought as he leans to me and softly kisses my lips. I felt feverish as he deepens the kiss. Suddenly I came to my senses and push him away. "No!" I said firmly as I sat up in the bed. I turn to crawl under the covers as Tsuzuku did the same, smiling that smile. I turn over and face the wall as I felt his hands pull me to him. His skin felt warm as he held me close. He moves me closer until my body was flush with his. I blush as I felt his breath on my neck again. "Tsu-" "Just sleep" he whispers as he rests his head on my neck. I hope enjoyed this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it.

@Ivvy SoulStar @AmaryllisRose Chapter IV: It's Your Decision Subaru's POV~ Her thoughts were so loud, it was hard to think. "I think you should go home to your house and rest. It's best to stay away from Mimiko-san house until you take care of her funeral....Okay?" I said as I rub her shoulders. She nods in response as I stand up to exit the room. Tsuzuku was glares at me as made my way to the door. 'Stop looking at me you bastard!' I thought as I reach to open the door. "What will you do if I don't?" He whispers. "Now is not the time nor the place to be cocky!" I reply in a surreal, yet raspy low tone. He smiles as I turn my gaze to Nami. "Mimiko should have listened to me about you." I whisper as I left the room. After I pulled my car to the front of the building I went back inside to fetch Nami. She looks up to me as I walk into the room and help her from the couch. ~ Subaru drove me home as I sit in the passenger seat next to him. I can't believe it wasn't a dream. No scratch that, it's a nightmare! I am so mad at her right now. Why? Why did she do this to me? To herself? "Bloody Sakura!" Snapping from my thoughts , I heard Subaru's voice. "What did you say?!" I ask as I try to hide the fear in my voice. He smiles and points to the Sakura trees that pass by. "I said look at the Sakura trees Ni-chan!" He replies with a smile as he focuses on the road again. I look to the trees as flashes of pink pass quickly. "You know the Sakura festival is tomorrow! Maybe some festivities will help to calm you." He said cheerfully as we stop at the light. Maybe he is right,.......no, I should focus on my Aunts affairs. "How did everyone know about my aunt?" As he heard my question, he turns on the radio to the news station. ~~~~~~~~ Saku Radio News Report: 'Yesterday afternoon around 4:00 pm, the CEO of Miko Cosmetics committed suicide. Her body was discovered by a woman who happened to be walking by. The woman explained, "Her body just dropped from the sky! Blood was everywhere!" There were reports of a girl acting hysterical and kneeling in the pool of blood. Later reports confirmed that she is the only living relative of Mimiko Takeda. No Will has been presented as of yet and the girl has not been seen either. A man in the crowd gave his account of the situation, "I saw her stand up from the dead woman's body! Her legs and hands covered in blood! The Sakura sticking to her legs as the wind blew them toward her! I was afraid of the bloody Sakura girl!" The company of Miko Cosmetics says that they hope to resolve Mrs. Takeda's estate. They say that if a Will doesn't turn up soon, all of her assets will be liquidated. I am Haruna Yosai and this Saku Radio News' ~~~~~~~~ "Oh my god!" My jaw drops as I cup my face with my hands and cover my eyes. Subaru stops the car to pull over. "Do you want me to take you to the company? You will dishonor her memory if you don't go." He said softly as he pulls my hand away from my face. "Everyone thinks I'm psycho!" I reply as I begin to hyperventilate. Before I could scream Subaru locks his lips with mine. Tears fell as I let him kiss me. I kiss him back. 'What is...happening' I thought as he pulls away and spun the car around. He smiles as I was still in shock. "What?" I heard him say as if I had done something to surprise him. "What was that for?" I said quietly as he glances over to me and then back to the road. He put his fingers to his lips and then reaches out in a talking gesture. "I needed to calm you down." He said calmly as he kept his eye on the road. 'That's it...' I thought. He smiles as if he heard my thoughts but that is impossible.......isn't it? "Ouuu!" I pinch him as he winced from the pain, swerving a little on the road. "Baru-chan! You could have chosen a better method!" I whine as my cheeks turn bright red. ~ "We are here at Miko Cosmetics building waiting for their decision................what's this? It appears that a sapphire blue Camero has pulled up to the from of the building........its HER! The niece of Mimiko Takeda has arrived with what appears to be the vocalist of the rock band known as Royz!..........Please! Just one question Miss?" The reporter shoves the microphone in my face as I back into Subaru's chest. He put his arm around me and led me to the door. "Subaru, is this girl your lover?" Another reporter tries to pester Subaru. "Tck, just leave us alone. Respect that she just lost her only family and leave this place!" He said as he opens the door and walks me inside. The secretary met us before we could go upstairs. "I'm sorry but there are no appointments today! Please leave!" She presses as we stood there staring at her. "Go on Ni-chan!" He said as he pushes me forward. "I-I am Nami Takeda, I have a last will and testament that my aunt left for me. I need to speak to the person in charge of her estate....NOW!" I said urgingly gripping my bag which held the envelope. Subaru's POV~ We made our way upstairs to the conference room where a group of people were debating over the company. I follow behind Nami as she walks nervously to the conference room door. "I'm telling you, Mrs. Takeda never spoke of a will! And this bloody Sakura girl is probably some psycho off the street!" A man in a black suit shouts as the rest of the room argues back and forth. "Ahem, I think the tone in the room is upsetting to Miss Takeda. A man in a grey suit and blue tie said as he tries to make the other man be quiet. Nami turns to me as she tries to hide her tears. I mouth the words 'it's okay' as she wipes her tears and smiles. "I have my Aunt Mimiko's last will and testament, I had no idea about her company or anything involving it. I only recently moved to Tokyo a year after my parents died in a crash. She is- was my only family and yet I knew nothing about her life or the things she has accomplished." She explains as she fought back tears. " I don't want this fucking company! I only want what she left me in the will. I haven't completely read it through seeing how I am in the process of grieving for her now. If the company happens to be apart of it......I will leave it in your capable hands." Everyone gasps as she said those last words. She was silent for a moment and then continues to speak. "However.......I expect royalties from this company to live off of. I don't want to be anywhere near this company, I only want to continue my life the way it has been for the past year." ~ After discussing the fate of my Aunts estate, the company agreed to my terms. I decided that the best person for the job of this company was the man in the grey suit. His name is Yuichi Genosuke, he smiles as we discussthe matter further. He seems more suited to this task. They others are like vultures picking at an already rotting corpse, I don't trust them. I look over to see Subaru leaning against the door. He looks so out of place amongst the men in suits. I smile inwardly as I watch him in the crowded room. "If that will be all Miss, I think I can take it from here," Yuichi said wit a smile as he set the Will on the table. I look back at Yuichi and smile, as I took the will from the table and place it in my bag along with some paperwork from the company. I was told that if I ever change my mind, I could take over at any moments notice. I was given a large cosmetic bundle as a gift which was just weird. I told them that I couldn't take it with me so they reply with 'we will send it to Mrs. Takeda's residence' I bow in respect and pull Subaru from the room. "Are you okay?" He asks as I march down the stairs. I was ready to go home. "I'm fine Baru, just take me home." Sorry for this chapter, I felt I needed to get that part out of the way. I hope I haven't bored you yet!

@Ivvy SoulStar @AmaryllisRose Chapter II: You Are Mine All I could do was blame myself for what had happened. Why had I been so rude and tell her I can't because of my job? I sat in the floor clutching the note and her will as tears fell again. "Ah, I see......so she finally did it hehehe." A familiar voice spoke with an amused tone. My eyes widen as I turn to see Tsuzuku leaning on the curtains of the balcony door. 'What is he-' my thoughts interrupted as he shifts his stance. "What am I doing here?" He asks as he pushes himself from the door to step closer. I stood up and back away. How did he get in here? Why was he here? I felt the wall on my back as he put his arm up pinning me in my spot. "I told you we were suppose to meet later, just you and me....remember?" He said softly as he put his other arm up on the wall. "How did you get in here?" I ask as I felt my heart rate increase. He leans close to my face as his cheek brushes mine. "The balcony" he whispers. My heartbeat sped up and my eyes widen as I try to move away. He quickly grabs my waist and pulls me to him. "Tsuzuku, stop this!" I plead as I struggle to move away. I don't ever remember him being this strong before. His hands held me against him as I try to break free. "You are mine Nami. You should blame your aunt for this, not yourself!" He said firmly as I finally broke free. I grab the note, her will, and ran into the entrance hall. Before I could leave, Tsuzuku was standing in the doorway. "Don't run, it's no fun for me. I prefer you obedient and submissive." He said teasingly as he steps closer. I turn to run the other way, but he was behind me. "Wha- who are you?" I ask as I stood firm. He laughs at my question as he sat down on a chair in the living room. "You know me Nini-chan, I'm Tsuzuku-kun! Come here" he replies in a mocking tone as he held out his hand. I shook my head and back away. "You can't tell me no." He taunts in a low tone, as he gives a look of displeasure. I shook my head once more as I back away a little more. "Fine have it your way" He smirks. Before I could get away my legs disobey me. I couldn't move from my spot. He bent his fingers as if telling me to walk closer. I didn't want to, but my legs did what he told. He put his hand up as a signal to stop and my legs obey. "How?" I whisper. He smiles as he stood up from the chair. "When you knelt down to grieve for your dead aunt. Her blood is mine to control." He laughs in amusement at my fear as he kept moving his fingers. My body had a mind of its own as I came closer to him and close the distance between us. He leans close to my face as he inhales the scent of my skin. Moving to my collarbone, then to my neck, until finally he reaches my ear as he stood from the chair. "She sold her soul for all that you see." He whispers as his breath hit my ear. 'Liar,' I thought as I stood frozen. "Really.....you think me a liar? She even sold you to me!" He whispers as he stood over me. "Body" I felt his tongue on my skin as he said that word. "Mind" he clutched handful of hair pulling my head back. "And soul!" He whispers as he pull away. I need to get away, I need to run, please move! Move damn it! I try to force myself but it was no use. I felt my cheeks heat up from his presence. 'Why am I blushing?' He turns to face me as my legs felt weak and I fell to the floor. Before I could speak, Tsuzuku was next to me leaning close. "You blush my dear Nami, because your soul is bound to mine. You want what I want, no matter how much your mind says no." He whispers. I could not hide the displeasure on my face from those words. "Mimiko had forgotten that if she broke our agreement by taking her life that no matter what agreement we had, you would be mine forever, bound to me by her blood that runs through your veins." He explained in a loud tone, as he stood up from the floor. "Why did she do this? Oba-san why?" I cry as tears fell free. Tsuzuku threw his hands up and shook his head. "Why do humans make that sound. Wailing and crying, it's awful!" He complains as I continue to cry. 'What do you care?' I thought as I kept crying. "Tck, I thought you would be happy. You keep eye fucking me every time you see me. Practically begging me to take you in front of Mia and the others!" He shouts sarcastically as I continue to cry. "It's called flirting you jackass! It doesn't mean I want to FUCK you!" I sob in a whiny tone. Flashes of bloody Sakura come to mind as I kept my gaze on the marble floor. He paces the floor, becoming aggravated as I continue crying. Before I could shout at him again he moves too fast and lifts me into his arms. 'What will you do to me?' I thought as he held me close. "If I wanted to do something to you, you would enjoy it just as much as I, so don't act like you don't feel it." He said softly as he carries me back to my aunts room. "Does Mia and the others know?" I question as I wipe my tears away. "Of course not, they are human after all." He replies. I felt so scared and sad but at the same time, although be it strange, I felt safe. "What are you?" I ask as he set me down on the bed. "Enough questions now stop crying! Even your thoughts sound awful when you cry!" He whines as he pull the covers back. He motions his hand to the balcony as the curtains reveal the night sky. "That is your only way out, I changed the key code." He said quietly as I was covered laying next to him. I turn away in disgust as I felt hands pull me next to a half naked body. 'Please don't' I thought as I felt his breath on my neck. I felt a finger on the line of my back as it traces down to my lower back. 'Stop' I thought as a pleasurable sigh escapes my lips. "Like I said, if I wanted to, I could do what ever I wanted right now." He whispers. 'Just leave me alone' I thought as I try to move away. "And you would want me to!" He whispers as he pulls me back to him. "Just because my body consents doesn't me that I do!" I shout as I pull away again. I heard a small laugh escape his lips as he pulls me back to him again. "But you will......sooner or later." He laughs in amusement as I felt the covers fall and his warmth disappears. He laughter echoes as the balcony slams shut. What the hell have you gotten me into Aunt Mimiko?! A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I may share the third one today as well :3

@Ivvy SoulStar @AmaryllisRose This is my first complete visual kei fanfiction from my Wattpad account. I hope you enjoy this first chapter. If all goes well I will post a chapter every week. Chapter I: What Have You Done The cold air hit my skin like daggers as I step outside on the balcony. Several stories high I take one last drag from my cigarette as I reach the ledge. I exhale as I toss the cigarette and let the wind carry it away. A cold tear slips from my eye as the wind burns into me. The sunrise over Japan's city skyline looks more beautiful than it ever has. It could be because today is my last day alive, or maybe because it brings my soul peace. I looked back to the table behind the glass that held a note I had written. "This is my fault" I whisper as I step onto the chair next to the ledge. "I deserve to die" I step onto the ledge and held my arms like a cross as the wind blew my robe, exposing my short red gown. "Gomen.......nasai(sorry)" I whispered. I closed my eyes and let the force of the wind aid my fall. 'Do you think this will solve your problem?' I thought as I fell to my death. 'You can't protect her from me if you are dead!' A dark voice whispers. I opened my eyes as if my resolve to die had been shaken. I watched as the Sakura covered pavement came closer. I wanted to live, I needed to live, I have to protect her from my secret, but "It's too la-" I cannot feel anything but the wind and the Sakura as it mixes with my blood turning them crimson red. I can hear a voice fading as I slip away. ~~~~~~~~~~ I'm suppose to visit my aunt today after work. She was very adamant over the phone about something she needed to give me. She sounded scared, almost horrified. I really worried about her. She has been calling me all week in fact pressing the matter of my visiting her. I couldn't help it, my job is a demanding one. "You keep staring like that and I am going to have to charge you admission." Meto waved his teddy bear in my face as to snap me back to reality. "Oi, you have been spacing out all day Nini-chan!" Mia shouted across the room as he was tuning his guitar. I sat up from the table I was leaning on and went back to helping Tsuzuku with his outfit choice. "I'm sorry guys, I'm just worried about my Aunt. She seems scared and wants me to visit her today." I said handing Tsuzuku a black leather jacket. Meto smiled and walked around to my back and hugged me tightly. "Oi, Meto! She needs to breathe!" Tsuzuku shouted as he hit him on the head with is hand. "Ouuuu! I was trying to comfort Nini-chan!" Meto sighed as he rubbed his head. "Thank you Meto-kun, Tsuzuku worries to much!" I said softly as pat him and glared at Tsuzuku for being so rough. As if working as a wardrobe consultant for Japanese rock bands wasn't hard enough, I have to always intervene when arguments incur. I work for three bands right now. Mejibray, The GazettE, and Royz. "I am sure that everything with your Aunt will be okay Ni-chan!" Koichi said softly as he sat close to the vanity. 'I hope you are right' I thought as I untangled Tsuzuku's necklace from the mesh top under the leather jacket. He smirked as I blushed from touching his chest. "I'm sorry this is uncomfortable, I tried to untangle it, but I guess it needed a woman's touch." Tsuzuku said quietly in a flirting manner. I blushed harder as he raised the smirk to a devilish grin making me to look away. "Nini-chan is blushing!" He teased as I looked back to him. "I am not! I told you to call me Nami! You make me sound like a child with that name Tsuzuku-kun!" I whined as I playfully hit him for teasing. He smiled as I looked past him and to the clock. "Shit!" I spat as I ran past Tsuzuku and grabbed my bag. I grab my phone from the table and noticed six missed calls from my Aunt. "Are we good here guys. I gotta go!" I said quickly as I throw my phone in my bag and lug it over my shoulder. Before I could make it to the door Tsuzuku grabbed my arm. "We still need to meet up later like we discussed this morning. It will be just you and me remember?" He questioned as he raised an eyebrow and smiled that smile again. I looked to see if the others were paying him any attention as he licked his lips. I blushed again as he let go. "Don't forget" he whispers. ~ I made my way down the Sakura covered sidewalk as the wind blew cold against my skin. It helped to cool my burning cheeks from Tsuzuku's handsome gaze. The sakura blew past my feet as I looked down to watch them pass me. I noticed that a few Sakura were dark red like the color of blood. As I kept walking more blood colored Sakura passed my feet. I suddenly heard a woman screaming help, when I jolted my view from the pavement. A crowd gathered on the sidewalk as I fought to see what caused the commotion. I almost forgot that I was in front of my Aunts house. When I reached the center of the crowd, what I saw made me scream. My Aunts lifeless body was lying on the sidewalk. A pool of blood surrounded her. I could now see the source of the red Sakura. "Oba-san!(aunt) Please No! Oh god please! Someone call help!" I cried as I knelt down in the pool of blood hovering over my aunts body. I didn't understand why she woul do such a thing. A woman so full of life...I don't understand. "Miss,....Miss please." A voice behind me said softly as I felt someone touch my shoulder. I kept crying, heaving, and screaming no over and over. "Miss please, we have to take her body." I turned to see a young man in a coroner outfit with several others, who were preparing to take my Aunt away. "She's my Aunt, I was coming to visit her today." I sob as I stood up. The crowd shudders as they back away. I looked down to see the blood on my legs as the Sakura that blew by stuck to my blood soaked skin. "Miss this is your Aunts house isn't it?" The young man asked as I stood silent. "Yes, I need to go sort through something's. She's my only family. Please excuse me." I said quietly as I walk to the door of her apartment building. The crowd dispersed as I heard whispers. They would say 'Bloody Sakura' or 'crazy girl', all because I had knelt down in her blood. I couldn't help it. She was all I had. Tears broke free as I took the elevator up to the seventh floor. The elevator opened to reveal a lobby. There was a keypad for tight security in or out and only she and I knew the code. A few beeps later and I was inside a lavish apartment. She had the entire floor As an apartment. I always thought this place was too big for a widower to live alone, but she always insisted everything was fine. I set my bag on the floor as I walk down the marble floor to the bathroom. I turn on the water and strip my clothes one by one. 'What was it that frightened you so?' I thought as the warm shower hit my skin. I felt the Sakura fall as the water below turn red and then pink. "I'll never look at Sakura trees the same again." I whisper as I turn off the water. As silence overtook the room again I heard a repeating thud in the next room. I wipe my face with a towel and then wrap it around me as I walk closer to the sound. I open the door to my Aunts bedroom and see the balcony door hitting the wall as the wind blew furiously knocking paper free from the table. My towel almost flew off as I grasp it as if my life depends on it. Before I close the door, I peer over the ledge to see the spot where she laid. I shudder as the wind pushes me back ,as if to stop me from seeing that sight again. I quickly close the doors and locked them as I close the curtains around the doors. "Look at this mess!" I said softly as I glare at the paper. I couldn't help but wonder why she jumped from that ledge. Tears came again as I felt a pain in my stomach and the urge to throw up. I ran quickly to the bathroom as I fell to my knees. I hugged the bowl as my stomach lurched and I heaved heavily. I welcome the sound of flushing as I sat up to wipe my mouth. After I dressed, I went back into the entrance hall to grab my phone from my bag. When I turn it on, I had several missed calls from Tsuzuku and a few text messages. I walk back into my Aunts bedroom to clean up the mess the wind made as I read the texts from Tsuzuku~ Text 1: You never answered my question. Text 2: I guess I will see you there Text 3: don't forget love I turn off the screen and threw my phone on the bed as I began to pick up the papers. Most of them were blank, but there was a thick envelope and a note that was found amongst the paper mess. The note was in my aunts handwriting. It read~ Please forgive me Nami, I love you I'm sorry I grip the paper, clutching it to my chest as tears began to fall. Why did she leave this note, why did she jump, the questions invaded my mind again like a plague. I open the large envelope which held her last will and testament. It states that I would receive her home here in Tokyo, all of her assets including money, and an object in a safety deposit box that was to be kept a secret until I open it. "What the hell? Why Aunt Mimiko?" I whisper as I clutch the will to my chest once more. A/N: mind you this was written on wattpad so the chapters can be a bit short, I apologize ahead of time. ��

ok well i havn't posted in a while~you would not believe how busy i've been!!! But anyway i'm going to the London comicon in 3 weeks time and i need a costume!!!~yes i know it late omg help!! So i am desperate to go as Ruruka from Crimson spell (although my friend wants me to go in his bunny form...i refuse!) and i have no clue how t make the outfit since i don't have the money to go all out and buy it! so if anyone has any ideas of how to do it or in fact another AWESOME character i could go as plz plz plz help me before i die!! ok and as weird as i am i would kindda like to go as a yaoi character just to be a bit different from everyone else *) any help from you guys would be awesome also on a side note if anyone is reading my kuroshitsuji yaoi fanfic then im sorry i havnt been able to post recently and from now on i will be posting on livejounel and fanfic.net only so for both these sites my name is Aminiaxx and i hope to upload again soon sry for the wait!! Be patient with me.

Summary: Arthur's mental stability can't handle this; let alone trust Alfred. Will he learn to completely trust him though before time is up? What will America do to make England trust him completely?

Takumi-kun series Daisuke Watanabe X Hamao Kyousuke (actors) (DaixMao) -Wake up, Mao! What will happen when Mao doesn't want wake up? -Pleasant and Unpleasant feelings They are lovers and they are together alone all night for the first time... But what if there are even some unpleasant feelings? And what about Mao's curious brother?

Drama & Live Action Takumi-kun Pureness series - Status: Discontinued Pureness (Misu x Shingyouji) Story 1 To Be Near You - (Misu x Shingyouji) Story 2 Lies and Truth - (Misu x Shingyouji) Story 3 Ignition - (Misu x Shingyouji) Story 4 Trick or Treat - (Misu x Shingyouji) Story 5 Untitled Script for Baba Ryoma and Naito Taiki - Status: Discontinued Script 1 Read here Script 2 Read here Oneshots Of Love and Loss (Suzuki x Morita) Read here ImPure (Misu x Shingyouji) Read here A Day in the Life of Mao and Dai (Hamao x Daisuke) Read here Music L'arc en Ciel L'arc en Ciel - the early and crazy times - Oneshot Read here

Status: Discontinued Author Note: The promised surprise and possible continuation of the Misu x Shingyouji romance from my previous oneshot fanfic titled ImPure. Thank you to each and everyone who have loved and read my previous fanfics. I am deeply grateful. Lovingly dedicated to all Takumi-kun fans. The inspiration was so strong after watching Pure. I hope you will find it a pleasure to read as I had so much pleasure and excitement writing it. Before we begin to read, let us reflect on this image to set the mood. ------------------------------- rabbit8 PURENESS “Okay..what in the world is that?” Misu frowned as he looked at his young lover strangely as Shingyouji wrestled with his white fluffy costume. “I'm a bunny rabbit. I'm doing this as a favor for my boss. It's his kid's birthday party. Isn't it cute?” Idiot, you're already cute even without it. Misu smirked but he won't say it out loud. “So when do you start your rabbit gig?” Misu sat on the chair and merely observed Shingyouji who was admiring and waving at at his reflection in the mirror. “Tomorrow.” Came the response. Shingyouji proceeded to take off the costume and stuff them in the big bag along with the fluffy bunny ears and pink nose. “Alright.” Misu stood up and went to their kitchen and saw there was curry on the stove. He poured some of it in a bowl and took it to the table while Shingyouji began setting the table. This particular dinner time was special as they didn't share the same schedules. Misu being a hospital intern and Shingyouji balancing his part time job as a convenience store clerk and college taking up Phys Ed. “By the way, I have a surprise for you.” Shingyouji smiled and pulled out two tickets out of his messenger bag. “Where did you get these?” Misu looked at them surprised. “My co-worker sold me those tickets last week since he won't be able to attend it with his girlfriend due to some family matter. I thought it was so timely since the tickets have already sold out even online.” “These premiere movie tickets are for tomorrow night.” Misu stared at them. Premiere tickets to Francisco Nagoya's art film feature. He had been a fan since high school. He was quite impressed that Shingyouji managed to get tickets for this. “Yes. I figured since my rabbit gig will be in the morning and I don't have classes tomorrow. I have already informed my boss that I will take the night off for tomorrow so we could watch the movie and maybe have dinner afterwards. What do you think, Arata-san? Will you come with me?” Shingyouji looked at him with his eyes sparkling with hope. “Well, I don't see why not. It's my day off tomorrow anyway. Yeah, sure. Let's go.” Misu shrugged. “Yatta!” Shingyouji lunged forward and gave an amused Misu a tight hug. “Thank you, Arata-san. I'm so happy.” He whispered to his ear and as their eyes met, Misu gave him a light kiss on the lips but still melted the younger man. ============================== “That was a really good movie.” Misu nodded as he read the movie pamphlet. Shingyouji looked at him proudly. Actually, he didn't quite understood the film being cerebral and a bit too artsy for his taste but spending time with Arata-san was all worth it. How he wished they could spend more time like these but he knew living together was the ultimate dream he had that's come true. He should be more than happy. As they were on their way to the lobby, a familiar voice called out from behind them. “Misu-kun!” “Sagara-senpai!” Misu turned and his eyes lit up. Very pleased to see his old friend and senior. Shingyouji could only look at him in shock. What is he doing here? Why now? “I wasn't expecting I'd see you here. This is a nice surprise.” Sagara-senpai smiled as he patted his kouhai's head. Get your damn hands off him! Shingyouji's jaw was clenched. He was fighting the urge to drag Misu away from the older man but he could only clench his fists inside his coat pockets in silent frustration. “Ah...Shingyouji-kun, yes? I remember you. It's been a long time. It's good to see you.” Sagara-senpai patted him lightly on the shoulder. Shingyouji could only manage a slight bow and a forced smile. “Yes, it's been a long time, Sagara-san.” He couldn't do it. He can't risk embarassing Misu. He loved him too much. “We're going out for drinks. Would you like to join us, senpai?” Misu asked an amused Sagara who easily agreed. Shingyouji wanted to fall apart but kept his cool and nodded in agreement instead. They arrived at a relaxing yet classy bar. There weren't much patrons around and happened to be Misu's favorite as was suggested by his co-interns. A piano player onstage playing jazz music. The atmosphere was sublime. The waiter was courteous and attentive who took their orders. It had a nice air of privacy and comfort. But Shingyouji was finding it difficult to absorb the atmosphere because right before him was his beloved who is now deeply engaged in a conversation with his senior and old friend. Tonight was supposed to be just for the two of them. He could have been the one Misu would be deeply engaged in a conversation with. He could have been the only one Misu would be focusing on right now. He could have been enjoying all that attention right now. This was an evening for only the two of them. He felt oddly out of place now. He knew too well that once these two met, there was no pulling them apart. Shingyouji looked at them sadly and manage a polite smile. He considered just walking out of the bar and not looking back. Make up some lame excuse. Would Arata-san follow me? Would he leave Sagara-san to be with me? He felt his insecurities rising again at rapid speed. He reached for his cell phone and pressed for a ring tone. What the hell am I doing? But I can't stand this...I don't wanna embarrass Arata-san. The longer I stay here...I'll embarrass myself as well. “Oh, I'm sorry..I have to take this call.” Shingyouji waved slightly and stood up and walked to the corner of the bar as Misu watched in passing. The waiter arrived with their drinks and so did Shingyouji with the most apologetic face he could express. “Anou...I'm really sorry. But something's up at work. I need to leave. It was very nice meeting you again, Sagara-san...Arata-san.” Shingyouji bowed and turned to leave quickly. Misu having noticed the change of mood from Shingyouji excused himself to follow him to the door. “Where are you going? You told me that you took the day off. Now they want you to report for work?” Misu held squeezed his arm slightly to make the younger man face him. “Yeah. Well, it's rather unexpected. But it's alright. I'll see you at home, Arata-san.” Shingyouji tried to smile. Misu studied his face for a minute before releasing his hold on Shingyouji's arm. There was an unsteadiness in his tone. The smile that didn't quite reach those eyes yet continued smiling nontheless. He understood Shingyouji's work ethic and dedication to his job but why did it seem so hurried?

This story takes us back on a much deeper understanding of the love between Suzuki Takeshi and Morita Toru from Takumi-kun: The Rainbow-Colored Glass. This is a story of love, friendship and the the ties that bind even from beyond. This story have gone through several revisions, formats and had taken several months to accomplish. I am finally pleased with the results and I hope I have given them justice. Hope you enjoy this experience. Special thanks to BLFreakgirl who made a personalized wallpaper image of this couple for me back in March. and Yuuchan (yunake) who made a fanvid of them for me. To everyone who continue to inspire me and encourage me, my heartfelt gratitude to you all. "The time between meeting and finally leaving is sometimes called falling in love." - Lisa Loeb Suzuki Takeshi Morita Toru OF LOVE AND LOSS “So what do you think?” Gii eyed Suzuki curiously. “About what?” Suzuki replied not breaking his gaze on the chess board. “Oh come on! You know exactly what I'm talking about.” Gii looked at him amused. “No, I don't know what you're talking about. If this is your way of breaking my concentration, forget it.” Suzuki shook his head and moved his chess piece and batted the timer. “Kazuki Takahashi. The sophomore I introduced to you the other day. What do you think of him?” “He's okay, I guess.” Suzuki shrugged. “Okay? That's it? That's all you can say about him? Didn't you guys hit it off right away?” Gii looked surprised. “No, we didn't. I wasted 10 minutes of my time having to listen to someone ramble on and on what an amazing person Saki Giichi is. If you're trying to show off your fan boys to me in this school, it's not working.” Suzuki replied nonchalantly. “What the hell? I swear I thought he totally liked you. That weasel! He's gonna hear it from me.” Gii sounded very annoyed. After procuring such a potential guy for Suzuki and that person blew it. Damn it! “Nah! Forget about it. Seriously, dude..why you even bother introducing me to anyone. I already told you I'm not interested. You've already introduced 15 guys to me since last year. And I didn't even ask you to.” Suzuki smirked at him while he scratched his eyebrow with his thumb. “Well, I didn't want you to be lonely, that's all.” Gii smiled but his eyes looked at his old friend with genuine concern. “I'm not lonely. I'm fine.” Suzuki looks at him assuredly. He knew Gii was being worried about him again. Gii is one of the closest people in his life who is privy to his health condition. “Are you sure? 'Cause you look like you really need some company.” Gii obviously didn't look like he was giving up. “I swear Gii if you were not born to inherit your father's company, you would definitely have a promising future being a pimp for a club or a bar.” Suzuki chuckled. “Now that's just mean.” Gii sat back and frowned at his friend who obviously didn't look like he was taking it back. Gii narrowed his eyes studied him for two seconds and leaned over and said, “You really think so? I could be a great pimp?” He grinned. “Hai.” Suzuki nodded assuredly. “Good to know.” Gii nodded and smiled and moved a chess piece and batted the timer. The door opens and a tired-looking Akaike Shozo walks inside the room. “Tadaima.” “Okaeri.” Gii and Suzuki chorused. “How was your day in the office, darling?” Gii gives him a naughty smile while batting his eyelashes in rapid succession. “Not so bad. What are you two girlfriends talking about while I was gone?” Akaike took off his blue jacket, put it on a hanger and deposited it into the closet. “Fuck buddies.” Gii shrugged. “Dorm sex slaves.” Suzuki yawned. “Right.” Akaike snerked as he began untying his necktie. He wasn't the least bit surprised anymore with the choice of language those two shared when there were only the three of them together. Had they stopped talking like that then that would be just plain weird. He took off his white uniform and put on a fresh blue shirt. He decided he'd take his pants off later. He stretches himself on his bed and relaxes his head over his forearms. “So which of you two losers are winning?” He looks at them. “Me of course as usual.” Suzuki raised an eyebrow with genuine pride. “Not even close, nerd.” Gii frowned. “Checkmate in two, pretty boy.” Suzuki smirked. “Liar!” Gii huffed but his eyes roamed wildly at the chessboard wondering where those two moves were going to come from. Suzuki grinned, made his move and just like that, he won. “What the hell?” Gii looked at the chessboard aghast. “See? I told you, I'd get you in two moves.” Suzuki laughed triumphantly. “Whatever.” Gii turned away to face Akaike who was now leisurely browsing a sports magazine. “So how was your day like? Let me guess, the rich little brats have been picking a fight with the other rich little brats in class?” Gii raised an eyebrow obviously amused. “Well, yeah, there's that. They were about to stab each other with pencils. PENCILS! Stupid jerks.” Akaike shook his head in irritation as he flipped a page of the magazine he is reading. “I'm glad I don't work for the discipline committee.” Gii laughed. “Yeah but you got a trail of fan boys who follow you around like ducklings every single day.” Suzuki rolls his eyes as he put the chess board and chess pieces away before moving to sit on the edge of the bed because Gii is now lying on his stomach and has already occupied most of the entire bed space. “Oh yeah. That. Damn it.” Gii buried his face on the pillow and groaned. “Anyway, there was someone interesting today. Transferee. Freshman. Morita something. I forgot. Anyway, he arrived this morning to school accompanied by his mother. Quiet kid. Kinda shy but has inquisitive eyes. Matsumoto-sensei assigned me to tour him around the school on Monday since it'll be his first day.” Akaike yawned, laid the magazine on his bedside table and stretched his arms. “Transferee, huh? We don't get those types much in this school, do we?” Gii asked. “Nope. Not much at all. Quite a rarity actually. But the kid passed the requirements of this school so he's gonna be studying here for sure.” Akaike now stands up and starts to pull out a fresh pair of white pajamas from the cabinet. “Gii, come on, man. It's late. I'm sleepy. Go back to your room. Now.” Suzuki punches Gii's leg and tries to push him off the bed. “Don't wanna. I still wanna play with you, guys.” Gii whined and frowned but reluctantly moved away from the bed. “If you don't leave, we're gonna tell Hayama about this American greeting kiss thing and that you just made it all up.” Akaike grinned. “Alright, alright, fine. I get it. Goodnight, ladies. I'll see you both tomorrow.” Gii grudgingly heads towards the door. But only a few seconds after he has closed the door behind him, he opens the door again, sticks his head out and gives the biggest pout he could muster. “You're not gonna tell him, I just made that up, would you? I'd never get an excuse to kiss him in the open anymore. You know how I love it when he looks so flustered and cute when I do that.” “GOOD NIGHT, YOU SADIST! “ Suzuki and Akaike yells at him and throws a pillow which hits Gii right in the face and they all laugh.

Summary: Tseng gives up hoping the feelings between he and Vincent would grow and they would have a love-filled relationship, not just a physical one. He realizes he is just a tool, being used and put aside until it is time to use it again. Will this change or will he be ok with it? Status: Complete Warnings: Angst, swearing, violence, suicidal thoughts, physical abuse, yaoi, Title – The Reality of Despair Author - Madisuzy Fandom – FFVII Characters – Tseng, Vincent Valentine Note – Takes place after Advent Children Complete Rating - M --------------------------------------- Again he found himself here. Naked, sitting on his knees on the floor, waiting for his dose… his taste of what he could never really own. It was a form of torture to do this to himself, week after week. Not as direct as Reno's cigarettes or Rude's alcohol, but just as damaging. His psychology had changed to handle it, numbing the worst of the pain until he didn't really feel anything anymore. That was a double edged sword in itself, as it just took away one more reason to stop. Tseng heard him open the door, not bothering to turn around. There was no point in doing so, the other man never bothering to even mutter a greeting anymore. They were beyond such shallow pretenses of decency now, both understanding what this had become, irrelevant of how it had begun. When the slap hit his cheek, he didn't even flinch. It was a predictable move, a way the other tried to get his attention but it always failed. Tseng still didn't look up, eyes focused on the cracked wall beyond the black leather clad legs in front of him. In the beginning it had been different, a certain softness and affection making it almost real. Tseng had grasped onto a measure of hope then, thinking that with time the feelings would grow and they both would come together, their rendezvous turning into a joining of love and not just sex. He had long ago discarded such melancholy thoughts, understanding how useless they were. A tool is just a tool, to be used and put aside until it is time to use it again. The other had watched him, knew that he did whatever Rufus asked of him, no matter the cost to the planet and its inhabitants. Somewhere along the way, the softness and affection had disappeared, replaced with hardness and anger. The sex now was harsh, rough and punishing, as if the other was trying to make him pay for his sins, one fuck at a time. The punch was unexpected, throwing him onto his back and making his head hit the floor with a burst of stars. The break from the usual routine almost made him smile. Maybe Tseng was over stating his importance… Maybe this was just the other man's way of tainting and breaking something that was important to Shinra, the revenge for the tainting and breaking of his own lover. Tseng wasn't breaking though, he was becoming stone, just like she had become. The irony was not lost on him as he lay on the floor, chuckling like a madman. The other man growled, a black leather glove gripping his hair harshly and pulling him to his feet to come face to face with burning, red eyes. "I should kill you… put you out of your misery," the deep voice murmured. Tseng's chuckling ceased at the sudden appearance of words. This was unusual… "Do it," Tseng replied, daring the other to end his pain. There was no fear in his eyes, only a longing to be released from this existence he despised. He watched, his heart beating faster in excitement as the golden claw came into view, one pointed digit lightly slicing down his cheek, the sting making the Turk gasp. "You need help. The sickness of your soul is…," the other began, the golden hand moving away. "I'm no sicker than the one who fucks me," Tseng retorted, interrupting the hint of compassion in those words. "I don't need your pity, or your understanding. Fuck me or leave." There was a time when he would have begged for compassion from Vincent but it was too little, too late now. Compassion was for people with hope and Tseng had none left. He could pretend to have compassion, had even managed to convince Reeve that Shinra wanted to help fix the planet as they assisted the WRO. Foolish Reeve with his dreams of making the world a better place. His trust in Tseng would be the cause of all their downfalls and, in the end, that knowledge would destroy the engineer. It was just a matter of time. Tseng should care but he didn't. Rufus would have his kingdom back and do whatever he wished with it. Tseng had a feeling that once the blonde reached full power, people would look back on his father's reign with the sad realization that it really hadn't been that bad before. "I'm not her. I don't want to be saved. Then again, she didn't want to be saved by you either, did she? How did it feel for the one you love to prefer Hojo over you?" he drawled, waiting for the reaction his words would invoke. Vincent slammed him backwards into the wall, the pain bringing a smile to Tseng's face. Yes, this is what he wanted. Maybe if he could anger the gunman enough, he would get his wish of eternal slumber. "You're like a c-cat with a ball of w-wool," he stuttered, vision blurring from another hit to his skull. "Stop playing and just kill me." "I'm not playing, damn you!" Vincent hissed, pressed up against him, pinning him in place. "Why do you do this? Why do you…" Tseng stopped his questions with his tongue, wrapping his arms around the others shoulder's as he kissed him hard. Valentine started to push him away but his movements were half hearted, it only taking a few moments before he returned the kiss, just as hard and fevered as Tseng. Vincent tried to be human, but inside of him the monsters pushed for more, the taste of blood too much for him to resist. Tseng knew this weakness well and always used it to his advantage. If the gunman wouldn't give him eternal rest, there was only one other thing he wanted from him. Afterwards, there was no conversation. Tseng could see the shame on the other man's face, regret at losing his control and letting the beasts inside have what they wanted. He would have laughed at the sight if he wasn't in so much pain. The feel of a cure spell washing over him felt like the ultimate insult, the gunman taking away all evidence of the act of violence with a simple spell, before leaving silently. Tseng didn't want the pain to go away. It was the only thing Vincent had ever gifted him with and he wanted to cling to it. ~The End~

I am simply amazed at the amount of incredibly talented writers we have in YO and I'm wondering if it was okay to have their works exhibited for our reading pleasure in a separate forum instead of having to put it under the 18- and 18+ BL fanfiction forums. This way it will not be confusing for the readers who are expecting to read an original fiction but find a fanfiction was posted instead. Thank you so much. I hope my request is not too much trouble. Thank you for all the wonderful and prompt responses and making the forums an engaging interactive experience.