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"You...!" I tried to push him away, hands gripping onto his shoulders tightly. He was really pissing me off right now. Creepy stalker. Crazy guy. His lips pushed against mine. The sensation was soft and pleasant, a kiss like this would usually make me melt, make me give in. Because i'm just that weak to pleasure. But then....it's this crazy stalker we're talking about. Just the thought of having him kissing me is enough to set me off. I...definitely had no interest in him. "Get off me, you fucker." I snapped, face glowering. My hands went to push him away with even more strength, but then i saw his eyes, even darker-looking than before....Honestly, if i'm not feeling scared right now...i'd shout for help. But the look in his eyes prevented me from doing so. It was harboring a sort of murderous intent, like if i tried to do something like shouting for help, he'd shut me off in an instant. He didn't seem to care even after i had cursed him with whatever nasty words i knew. He kept coming onto me, hands running down the sides of my body, touching inappropriately. "You fucking pervert...!" I gasped when he suddenly grabbed onto my crotch. My eyes squeezed shut as i exhaled the breath i had been holding back loudly. "Oh...Don't tell me you're actually liking this?" His voice was quiet, deep and held some sort of mocking tone in it. I opened my eyes slowly and the look i gave him could only be deciphered as a look of hatred. "Like i hell i would..." Despite the words that came out of my mouth, i was breathing heavily, actually affected...but i'd die than admitting it to him. "If you like it so much, then be mine. I'll give you a good time, i can promise you that." His eyes were kind of lifeless as they stared into mine. This guy....what did he take me as? I was seriously offended that one of my hand unconsciously lifted to hit him, but before i could do so he had already blocked it with his own hand. Even with the strength that i used trying to direct my fist to him, he easily held me back. I couldn't deny that he was stronger than me and this made me feel absolutely powerless. I hated this feeling. "Kazuki Shun." He whispered, face close to mine. With his other free hand, he tilted my chin up and made me look at him. I glared fiercely into his eyes while his own remained nonchalant. "When are you going to accept me?" "What are you saying?" I almost wanted to laugh. If anything, the look on my face was incredulous as i mocked him. "You think i would come to like you? Never in my whole lifetime!" I spat to his face. He frowned, and right then i could see the brief flash of hurt that crossed past his indifferent face. Angered, the grip that he used to hold onto my jaw tightened. I winced, trying to shake my head free but he persisted. "You're really stubborn...Even after how i keep pursuing you..." Is he joking with me? Is that supposed to be his way of trying to impress me? By stalking me even after i told him to stop countless of times? "For the last time...you can stop. I'm saying this because i can never come to like you, Hideaki Satoru." I said, still glaring at him. "...Fine, be that way. Because i'm telling you that no matter what you said, i won't stop." As soon as those words left his lips, he closed the distance between our face and crashed his lips against mine. The impact was so strong that it made my head knocked against the wall behind me, our teeth clacking briefly in the kiss that happened. His tongue slipped into my mouth and his hands went into my vest, untucking my shirt and slipping his hand to caress the skin that had heated up inside. It's disgusting. It's irritating. I really don't know what to do with this guy. So persistent, so very, very- I could feel myself exploding from inside because how mad i am at the moment. If only he's not restraining me right now, i would've really hit him already. I kept turning my head to the side to avoid his lips, almost on the verge of tears. I was really mad. My first kiss was stolen, and despite how upset i was because of him, i tried to not let him see that but instead showed him that i was angry. My first kiss is supposed to be with someone else. All those years i've been waiting, and then suddenly this crazy guy just came up to me and stole it. I was consumed with some sort of maddening rage when his hand travelled down to reach my belt. With strength that suddenly surged within me, i pulled my hand free from his grip and use it to punch him. He fell to the ground from the impact, face twisted in pain. "Tsk..." Blood trailed from his lips down to his chin. I breathed heavily, eyes glassy and glaring down at him like he was the worst scum on earth. My hands went to hurriedly fixed my clothes before i walked away from Hideaki, leaving him to nurse the pain by himself. As if i care after what he had done. As i walked away with terribly shaky legs and body, i tried to not fall down along the way. --- "Shun, you're back." Father's slurry voice was the one that greeted me once i made my entrance into the house, the sound of the door clicking open and shut had been the one to made him aware. This wasn't a rare sight and i was too used to it to even bother. The whole house was dark, curtains were drawn with no lights able to seep in. It was a depressing house to return to. Sometimes, i wished school time could prolong longer so that i'd have lesser time to spend at home. Compared to this depressing home, school is a much better place even though i don't have any friends. It was better...much better than having to face this good-for-nothing old man. I walked further into the hallway. Luckily i had walked past this hallway too many times to be able to make it through without stumbling even in the dark. When my hand finally chanced upon the switch at the side, i flicked it open. In an instant, the whole house was filled with sombre lights. The lights weren't even functioning properly, once in a while it kept flickering on and off. It had been a while since it started to become this way. I reminded myself to make some time to change it later when i had time. "Shun, come here." He continued again. The voice was from the living room and from my position near it, i could see his figure, slumped over the coffee table as can of drinks laid open on the table, some scattering on the floor around him. Stupid drunkard...He does nothing but drinking away the whole day...Day by day. I'm getting really tired of this routine. I almost thought of pretending to not hear him but when he called out to me again, i stopped in my tracks. At that moment, a mask of indifference took over my features as i turned back on my heels slowly, and like a puppet that had been strung to its master, i padded in his direction wordlessly. He lifted his head, a crookedly dreamy smile on his face as he saw me standing in front of him. "Shun..." He stretched his hand out towards me. I knew what this meant, and following like an obedient puppet, i laid my own hand in his. He gripped it and pulled me to sit beside him. I let him lead me as he then wrapped an arm around my shoulder, bringing me close to his side. "Shun, how was school?" As i listened to this, somehow something choked me up from inside. The kind of feeling that you'd get when you heard something so unexpected that it stabbed you painfully inside. My mouth opened a little as i could only let out a shallow breath. "You came home rather late. Has it been busy for you these days?" Why? Why are you asking me something like this? You're usually not like this on normal days. On any other days, you would usually hit me, abuse me, or strangely touching me in a way as if i'm not your son. This is too weird for me to handle that a sickening feeling churned in my stomach, making me almost want to vomit. But at the same time, when i heard these kind of question, i felt a very strong sadness that i couldn't explain welling up inside me. It was the sadness of knowing that it had been so long since i had this conversation with father. I couldn't even remember when was the last time- "Shun...why are you not answering? Are you feeling alright?" Tears suddenly welled up in my eyes as my shoulders shook. I began to curl into myself as i leaned against father's warm sides unconsciously, seeking my pillar of support that had long lost. It probably won't last long. A fleeting day, then tomorrow it will all be gone...With this in my mind, i buried my face into my arms and cried like i never did. His comforting hand went to pet me on the shoulder and i choked out another sob. --- "You can call me nii-chan, Shun. Seiji-niichan, how does that sound?" "S-Seiji-...Seiji nii-chan." "There. Doesn't we sound closer now? Come here, Shun." He held out his hands to me. I looked up tearily. Even if he was crouching down, he was still a good few centimetres higher than me. Hesitating only for a second, i then took a few steps forward towards him. When i was finally within his reach, he used his hands which were previously outstretched to pull me into his arms. The air was knocked out of my lungs because of the sudden impact against his chest...but...but it was so very warm, and i didn't mind a single bit that now he had me wrapped in his warm, tight embrace. I didn't realize yet back then. But he was probably my first love.

Summary: Being infected by a virus, Dahiel is forced to change schools and leaves Rain behind. Years have passed and he has become famous. Will Rain remember him? Will they be reunited? Status: In progress Warning~~: This fiction is rated +18, that means that it contains strong language and explicit sex scenes. Part One [TV News Channel] It was just 40 years ago that Demalia was plagued by the epidemic disease scientists named Adam. The virus caused the infected to become more animalistic in mentality till their former sane shells were no more. The infected attacked non-infected citizens allowing the virus to spread rapidly, claiming 2.3 trillion people all over the world. 20 years after the start of the epidemic, scientists finally made a breakthrough and came up with the vaccination, which they named Eve. However, after all these years of peace, the scientists of Bahk Medical Corporation, the ones responsible for coming up with Eve, released urgent news in a press conference yesterday. Head scientist Dr. Brigham said that studies have shown a possible mutated strain of the original Adam virus has formed in all children born of the parents who received Eve 20 years ago. Dr. Brigham’s assistant, Dr. Soledad, was noted saying that they have yet to see any harmful or life threatening properties in the mutations that were observed and all the children behaved rather normally, however, there are now some side effects in other cases that are beginning to show up. The doctors advise that if your child is under the age of twenty and you received the Eve vaccination then please take said child to the doctors for examination… I had been playing with Rain, my best friend of five years, when I heard the glass break. We both looked back from our spot on the living room floor to see my mother starring wide-eye in horror at the television. She had set it to the news earlier while she was in the kitchen making us our afternoon snacks so she’d be able to easily catch up on the latest gossip. At the time all this really wasn’t anything of significance to me, after all I was a ten year old boy whose greatest care in the world was whether my parents loved me enough to get me the newest expensive Tonka truck, one that Rain had gotten making him the coolest kid in primary school. However, years later I would remember this moment to be the mark of the end of my life. I would remember how my mom went into hysterics as she clasped me tightly to her chest apologizing repeatedly. I’d remember the heated argument my mother and father would have later on that night long after Rain had went home for dinner while I should have been fast asleep in my car shaped bed. I’d remember my first meeting with Dr. Benign followed by the many meetings I then had to have after, in which I threw tantrums of how I was healthy and didn’t need to keep going to a doctor who ruined my time to have fun and go to school like all the other kids. These childish fits never lasted long for I had always felt awkward when my mother would begin to cry and apologize for things my young mind hadn’t understood yet. I’d remember the changes that started to develop soon after my eleventh birthday that racked my body with such intensive pain that I screeched loud enough to startle our entire block, often drawing the police’s concern. But, I think the most vibrant memory of my childhood, the time where I truly lost all hope, was the day I stood in front of Rain in an oversized red winter hat, winter coat and sweatpants. I had been absent from school a lot that year and it was even rarer that I ever got to hang out with Rain anymore. The changes had come so quickly, “puberty” is what they were calling it in front of others, that it became harder and harder to hide what I was becoming. The friends that Rain and I had made all these years were no longer my friends. They labeled me as the weirdly dressed child who had something wrong with him. I guess the term the girls used would be most appropriate to describe my social exile at the time; I had cooties. Not even the sometimes okay kind that all boys had. I had the kind where even boys could be infected by my “icky weirdness”. Despite all that, Rain, the coolest boy even among the neighboring secondary school kids, didn’t shun me. I was still his bestest best friend, his compadre in crime, his brother. This was why I think, it pained me the greatest to…say goodbye… ~ “Hey Rain…” Rain looked up from the group of boys he had been showing his newest truck to only to spot Dahiel, his best friend. The boy had missed school a lot lately but he still was able to occasionally go over to the boy’s house to have fun so he shrugged off such strange happenings his fellow peers all took notice of. “Hey Danny, glad you showed up to school today. I got this new truck yesterday see,” Rain lifted up the truck holding it out to Dahiel but the boy merely smiled at him with a nod keeping his hands firmly hidden in the layers of oversized clothing. “Well go on and hold it. You’re my brother so no one else was allowed to touch it before you. ” Once again he held out the truck towards his friend. Dahiel shook his head as he clenched his tiny little fists in his pockets to quell the long to reach out and grab the toy in glee like he use to normally do. “I can’t stay Rain. My mom’s putting me in another school so I came get my stuff. ” He awkwardly shifted side to side as the other boys behind Rain snickered in good riddance at the weird kid. Rain blinked at the statement but shrugged. “That’s fine. Just call me later tonight and you can come over this weekend to play with all my new stuff. ” The other boys dashed off calling out to Rain. Rain turned to chase after his friend’s in their newest adventure leaving only but a wave to his friend Dahiel. “No wait!” Dahiel began to run after Rain however; his arm was firmly grabbed stopping him. He looked up to see his father’s grim face looking down at him. “Let’s go…” “But…” “Now...” Dahiel tried to explain how he needed to talk to Rain, had cried later on that night when he wasn’t even allowed to call that night, as his father dragged him off in the other direction. All he was allowed was one more look over his shoulder, where Rain was long gone, “Goodbye Rain…” ~ Those last parting words I whispered to the wind are the thing I remember clearest about my childhood. That though, is a story that will never be told. Even to you my dear readers. ... Seven years later… Six boys sat gathered in an empty classroom on campus, eyes vividly fixed to the screen where lusty mewls and whines came from the computer speakers filling the room. “There you guys are. I’ve been searching all over for you. Amber has this party going on at her dorm tonight. We should definitely go…what the fuck is that?” Rain stopped talking as he finally noticed the porn his friends were watching. “Dahlia…he’s an immortelle…” Rain glanced at his friends who were obviously aroused then back at the screen. Immortelles were nothing new to him, since their coming out in the past seven years he had seen plenty of them all over the news as models, actors, singers, dancers, musicians and so on. They had never really interested him—they were a race of their own that evolved from the humans due to a mutation in a vaccine administered to their parents before they were born. Rain treated them like normal celebrities; sure everyone wanted to know what they were doing all the time but it wasn’t like anything they did would ever influence him. So it was with great confusion that Rain tried to comprehend why his friends were so interested in the creature that filled the projector screen. Dahlia, as the boys called him, was a S class immortelle, meaning he was one of the rare few of this new race to not only carry very obvious animalistic physical features but also retained the body he had as he went through “puberty” giving him that underage appearance. His body was that grayish area of being boyish yet still young and “pretty” that it could possibly seen as girlish. He had long auburn hair that was streaked with oranges, reds, and browns splayed out in a halo around his head that reminded Rain of autumn. Two triangular furred ears twitched a top his head as his costar continuously pounded into his ass with loud slapping thrusts. Rain couldn’t see it from the camera’s angle but he was sure the boy had a tail to match those ears under him. “Why are you watching gay porn?” Rain shook his head turning back to his friends having more than his fill of the video. “It’s Dahlia, the greatest immortelle in the sex industry. Porn with him can hardly be classified as gay. I hear he’s our age, which means he’s been in the business since before eighteen. ” Rain merely shook his head once more at such explanations. He’d be damned if one day he got it up for another male. He turned leaving his friends to their own devices feeling class was a lot more appealing than the porn. He slid the classroom door close behind him and prepared to turn when he caught a glimpse of something auburn out the corner of his eye. When he turned though, he saw nothing of such color. “I must be going crazy.” He sighed as he turned in the opposite direction and headed off to class.

Summary: Thomas always thought Aadeel was out of his league until a New Year's party when Aadeel slips on Thomas's bed and their story begins. Status: Discontinued I guess this all started late summer during the house party of one my neighbors, the Joseph’s. I was fairly buzzed and my best friend Keely was already at her limit for drinking so I decided it was time for me to walk her home so I told her to stay put and I would go get her purse from where she had sat it down in one of the rooms. To my chagrin that room was already occupied, the most popular guy in my school was making out with this girl from my algebra 2 class from last semester, Dorothy I think that was her name. His name was...Thomas’s voice trails off at this point. It took him a moment to speak again. He cleared his throat. His name was Aadeel. He did that with a lot of people. He had all the girls in school begging on their knees for him to notice them and never failed to pick at least one and rarely picked the same girl twice. He even had pull at our rival schools. He wasn’t a jock. The only thing that he had going for him was his unbelievably good looks and his parent’s money which bought him all of those name brand clothes he wore not to mention the girls were willing to buy anything for him. All he had to do was give one look and he never failed to get what he wanted. So like I was saying he was making out with dear old Dorothy and they were going at it really hard...well she was desperately trying but as soon as I walked door his dark eyes focused on me and he followed my movements around the room as searched through the pile of everybody’s things. Dorothy didn’t seem to notice. But he did and his eyes were sort of drawing me in and I felt myself beginning to walk towards the bed. A few seconds had gone by before I realized what I was doing. I shook my head and went back to doing what I’d came in there because his staring had caused a strange feeling in my gut and I quickly grabbed Keely’s purse and got out of there. I found Keely and took her home. Even when I closed my eyes that night I still saw his eyes staring back at me. This guy had a strange magnetism and wondered what he would have done if I would have crawled on the bed with them. Hell, what would I have done? Hello my name is Thomas I will be joining you? That had to be the most bull shit thought that I’d ever had.

Summary: Wandering the streets, Takahashi is saved by a kind young man. After being fed Morimoto places a gentle kiss on Takahashi's lips. What will become of them? Status: Complete Chapter 1 : The Uncertain Feeling “Food! Hungryyyy! ” My head felt so dizzy as my stomach carved for food. I wander aimlessly in the middle of this city. Ah, I’m gonna pass this day without food again? This can’t go on. At this rate I might die anytime soon. *bump* “Ah, sorry” “Are you okay? You look so pale” “I’m okay. Sorry..” Suddenly this unknown man grabbed my arm and pulled me back towards him. “You’re definitely not okay! Are you sick or something?” “I’m okay! Let me go already!” “I’m not gonna let you go. Tell me.. are you sick?” “Let go..” Suddenly my headache became so intense and I lose my balance. But he successfully holds my arms. “See I told you, you’re not okay!” Again he did something without my permissions. He picked me up. “Hey let go! I can’t walk by myself” “Won’t let ya” I tried to fight in this meaningless struggle. I’m just too weak without food for days. What the hell with this guy? So persistence and annoying! I can’t stand guy like him. That’s what I thought as I lose my consciousness and fall to slumber. *** As my eyes began to open, I sniffed a good smell. A smell of what I long for, Food! “Where am I?” “Oh, you’re awake. This is my house” “Is that food?” “Yeah, please eat” “Itadakimasu! Oishii!” *chuckle* “What?!” “Nothing, it just funny to see you eat like a children” “That’s because I haven’t eat anything since 3 days ago” “Eh, Really?” “Mm..” “You’re so cute” “Eh?” “Nothing, never mind” I continued to eat my food as we talk and get to know each other. "Gochisousama deshita!" “What’s your name?” “I’m Kei, Takahashi Kei. And you?” “I’m Morimoto Shu” “Then how I supposed to repay your kindness Morimoto-san?” “Mm… Let’s see. Close your eyes” The moment Morimoto-san said it. My mind became confused. What will he do? My imagination has already running wildly. Then suddenly I felt something soft and nice on my lips. My heart skipped a beat. My mind panicked. I don’t know what I should do. I immediately pushed Morimoto-san away from me. Then I moved away from Morimoto-san. “I’m sorry Taka-kun” I run as fast as I can to outside in the state of shock. Again, I wander aimlessly. This time my mind only filled with Morimoto-san. That scene keep repeated inside my head. What was this feeling? His gentle voice, his face, his eyes. What was i thinking about? Have I fallen in love with him? That’s not possible. We’re both guys. My mind must be crazy. I should forget about this. ***