៙BL Lost Mind ~Writer Contest~៙

[AomineDaiki]

† LOST MIND †

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AomineDaiki

†Organized by

Saga

†Approved by

Key

 

† I N F O †

After being rich on contests for

graphic, artists, video making,

we decided that it's time to make a contest

for people who loves to write.

 

This month we will have a new theme set

and it's - ''Lost Mind".

 

You have to present your masterpiece,

which describes love between two males.

It's up to you how you will interpret "Lost Mind",

so show us your imagination!

 

† R U L E S †

✼ Minimum 400 words, maximum 600 words.

 

✼ Only stories are accepted, no poems.

✼ The story must be rated as for 16+.

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

 

✼ Love must be between two males.

 

✼ Title of the story is up to you.

 

✼ Post the finished work on this thread.

 

✼ Read the rules once again.

 

 

† P R I Z E S †

 

1,500 points for all that applied

 

 

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

 

 

 

† D E A D L I N E †

 

Starts: 01.09.2013

Ends: 30.09.2013

[BlueSinner]

There comes the masterpiece.

Words: 512 + title

There's tried some Dante x Nero [yep, I worship the devil.]

 

 

 

Unforgivable Memories

 

Snow... White painted the black, creating an endless view of the bright dream. Like butterflies, snowflakes flew all along with the cold wind. The surface of the thin glass was covered by a blanket of silver ice. It was beautifull... and sad...

Behind those walls of glass, was hidden a boy. The darkness into the room covered himself and even the light of the moon, that broke trough the window, didn't dare to touch him at those times. He was hiding, hiding from himself and his only last wish was everyone to forgive him... especially that man. He covered his face, ashamed of the thousands of tears that left his cheeks always burning. But the coldness always took care of that.

He looked at his hands, how different they were. How dreadful his right hand was with those claws and stone-like texture. He thought he was a monster, not worth living. He was ashamed of what he was, of what he became. He wanted to die... but yet he couldn't. He couldn't get that man out of his head... Those blue eyes, that white hair. His touch and his kisses. The memories of the times they both made love hanging by a thread to his mind. He remembered... each whisper, each place he felt his touch, each scream.

He cherished them all, and only them kept himself alive. Only the sound of his voice was caressing him when he felt sad. His whole self was lost to that man, his heart was his since the first time he saw him. But. There was a reason he ran away, hiding from him, from everyone, hiding from his own self.

The voice of a person kept whispering in his mind "Kill him.". A shadow and a bound of blood that was keeping him apart from happiness. The voice, the low tone it spoke in, the control it had over his body. Only made him thought he really was the monster everyone called him, that everyone laughed at.

And better than harming the one he loved, he hid into the pain and sorrow, crying for what he lost, crying for what he could've done.

Crying for the shame he felt over his being. And even in a moment like that, he wanted to feel once again the warmth of the elder's body. The prottecting hands that were always covering him. His calming tone that would've always tell him it was alright and the large hand that gently brushed his snow-like hair.

They all were gone, left only as memories into his lost mind. Lost for that man and no-one else.

The silence of the room was the place he wished he would always live in, and yet the steps that were approaching the door, the familliar smell that covered his senses, his demonic part purring in the back of his mind, reminded him he hadn't to die. If it was for that man, he would've fight with all his being.

Beside him, everything was lost into the feeling that everyone seeked for... happiness.

 

[Arekushisu]

Here you go...I tried my hardest again.

 

Words (+title): 599

 

hope you enjoy.

 

 

Insanity

 

He sat in a room, a room he barely recognized as his own anymore. He sat in the bed alone…the room silent but the sound of the clock ticking and the faint sound of him crying. He was hurting…he didn’t know what he did wrong he just knew that every single one of his friends hated him.

 

All of them not wanting to talk to him in any way, they turned their back to him saying he was a horrible person calling him names he didn’t think he would ever be called by a friend. What hurt the most though…was him losing the person he most cared about.

 

The sound of the TV wasn’t audible anymore. The person that sat in the room waiting for him every day to come out and kiss him telling him he loved him…was gone. He left. Leaving a broken shell of a man left behind. He felt no pain anymore for the pain of losing his lover was enough for him to fall and break into a million tiny pieces till he knew it was unable to be fixed. His mind was slowly getting less and less. The thoughts of them eating together, sleeping together, loving each other was too much for him to bear anymore.

 

He wanted it to stop, for the pain to go away. He had picked up the knife many times but never had the guts to cut his wrists for he didn’t want to die yet. Until he knew for sure the man he loved wasn’t coming back. His mind still hung onto the fact that his lover may come back, that one day he will show up and say he is so sorry for cheating on him and say he loves him again. But he knew it wouldn’t happen…his mind which searched aimlessly for a way to rest, kept pushing him to think, to remember the man that he loved.

 

The soft feel of his hands on his body while they made love, his green eyes that stared at him with such kindness, the whispered declarations of love before they went to sleep every night, he missed it all. Every last bit of that man was burned into his thoughts but the person he was now was no longer the one he wanted.

 

He knew that he was cruel and mean and that whether he cut or not his lover wouldn’t come back or, could he call him a lover anymore? His mind ran wild but he sat motionless, unable to put the thoughts with actions. He wasn’t thinking anymore. The fact he was alone pulled him slower and slower into insanity.

 

Thinking non-stop about what he did to deserve this. Why was he hated, why did he have to lie? Why did he have to do all the things he knew was wrong? He is so sorry for it; he only did it for him thinking the truth would hurt him more than anything. Though, he wasn’t the only one doing it, the only one lying, that man was doing it too.

 

The fact he accused him of lying then turns around and goes doing the very thing he was accused of doing, it is beyond his mind to think of. He is lost, floating aimlessly, unable to find that one thing to keep him awake, alive. The one he loves is gone. He was the one thing to keep his mind at ease…to keep the sanity…to keep him from getting lost in his thought, but it was too late. He was lost for good.

 

[Dreamer4ever]

This is my first time entering a writing contest, hope you like my story. Oh, by the way, I don't mind any critics if it can help me improve my writing.

 

Title: Voices of Dead Love

Words: 600 (including title)

 

 

 

It was silent in the house, and only if you listened carefully could you hear the sound of my breathing. I was lying in bed. I had just woken up but it has started already.

 

‘You awake? Do you want me to make you breakfast this time?’

 

I tried really hard to ignore his voice at my back. It was not real. He was dead, I had seen him die.

 

‘Hey, are you ignoring me, Rozen?’

 

Finally, I gave in and turned around even though I knew what was waiting for me. The spot beside me on this large bed was empty, how it had always been since that day 2 years ago. My heart felt like it was being torn into shreds and I felt tears well up in my eyes as I couldn’t help but recall that horrendous day.

 

We were on our way back from our third wedding anniversary celebration. It was raining heavily and we could barely see through it. He had his arm around my waist, holding me tightly against him so that I would not get wet.

 

Suddenly, a strong wind blew and the umbrella was pulled out of my hands and onto the road. Naturally, I acted on instincts and ran for it, I never saw the car coming, but he did and he did what he would always do.

 

Save me.

 

He pushed me out of the way and took the blow upon himself. He only lived a few seconds after that. I knew, because I held him in my arms, crying as he slowly breathed his last. His last words that were still as cheerful as ever shall remain forever in my head as I screamed in despair into the rain around us.

 

“Sorry… Looks like I have to… leave first… I love you… Rozen…”

 

After that incident, I tried to move on, throwing my whole self into my work, trying to forget him and stop the voice that had begun to echo around me no matter where I went. Yet it was to no avail. Not even those little white spheres of medicine, prescribed to me by a psychologist, or the words of comfort from friends and family alike, could stop his voice.

 

Drying my tears, I decided to attempt getting out of bed again. But, as I sat up, I felt it again. A brief yet familiar sensation of his arms wrapped around my waist.

 

‘Don’t go. Can’t we stay in bed just a little longer?’

 

Tears poured down my cheek as I turned around again to be met with thin air, my heart felt like it was being stabbed again and again. At the edge of my sanity, I grasped the medicine jar at my bedside. Opening it, I was about to swallow one of the little white spheres when suddenly, I realized something.

 

“These pills will help stop the voices, just don’t take more than 4 a day.” The doctor had said when he passed the bottle to me. Something clicked in my mind. These little white spheres could save me; it could bring me to the person himself. Smiling insanely, I took the glass of water besides my bed and started to swallow every single pill, feeling more sleepy and numb as one by one, they slid down my throat.

 

Finishing the last one, I collapsed back onto the bed and opened my eyes. I smiled as I finally saw Jizo, who stood there with a smile; his warm hands grasping my smaller ones.

 

“Let’s go home, Rozen. You’ve done very well.”

 

 

 

 

This is my first story in Yaoi Otaku so i hope it was good. By the way, in case some of you have misunderstood, Rozen is a boy, and so is Jizo. They are actually characters of my personal story (which I have yet to finish).

 

Hope you have enjoyed reading my story. Like I said above, if you want to criticize, feel free to do so, though I would appreciate a few nice comments here and there.

[Peko]

Second time entering a contest, so I hope that's okay?

 

Title: Losing It

Words: 535 (excluding the title)

 

The song Losing It by NeverShoutNever also inspired me to write this : 3

 

 

 

I am 16 years old and my name is Michael. I don't have many friends because my father and I move around a lot so I am constantly forced to go to different schools. Two months ago, we moved to another town, Chemick Town that is, also known as Chem Town for short. I went to Chem School High and upon my arrival at the place, my introduction to my new class, there was a certain boy who always stood out to me. Nate was his name. I liked him very much until I saw his true self. Jealousy and hatred overwhelmed my view of him. He was known as the one of the top students however he acted like a total asshole. It annoyed me more than anything and all I could do was despise him. Two months passed and our teacher assigned us together for an assignment. That leads me to my current situation, that is, him.

 

"You know... we don't have to do this assignment." I say, my arms are crossed. We're in my car outside his house and I just really can't put up with him at the moment, or ever for that matter.

 

"W-what? You're joking, right? We have to do that assignment, Michael." I shiver when he says my name.

 

"Look, Nate. I don't like you. You're annoying and a nuisance. That's all there is to it." I confront to him. I don't care if he gets hurt or anything, he pisses me off either way.

 

"W-wha... No, this wasn't supposed to happen..." Nate starts fidgeting and I can see a clear bead of sweat dripping from his forehead. What the hell is wrong with him now?

 

"What the hell do you mean?" I ask and Nate stops fidgeting immediately and then looking up, his soft coloured eyes meeting my dark devilish ones. He bites his bottom lip and his cheeks seems to be getting red. I'm confused even more.

 

"Ahh! I'm s-so sorry you saw it that way, Michael. You see..." Nate shifts his face closer to mine and I just freeze there, not moving a muscle.

 

"W-what the hell do you think you're--" My lips meet his and my eyes are wide open in absolute shock.

 

Nate and I kiss for a good five seconds and when his face leaves mine I almost whimper in sadness, wanting more. "...I like you, Michael." Those words that left his mouth made my cheeks burn. I was paralyzed by these sudden events. "All this time I was just trying to impress you. B-but it came off as entirely something else..." Nate's voice sounded so sincere and honest.

 

So all along it wasn't the real him, he merely did it for me, some new kid. I was wrong about him and my towards him had disappeared, my true feelings for him showing. I shook my head, "It's okay...I liked you from the beginning, Nate." My eyes were tearing up a little and I was embarrassed like heck. Nate just smiled at me, his arms reaching out to wrap around me. I felt like I was losing it. Feeling like I'm losing my mind. But I knew, it was already lost.

 

 

 

doot doot

[Befaid]

Konichiwa...this is my first written BL story...cause i bet we all imagine nice stories and never write them down....If you find it depressing then you are right...yap thats my writting style...always depressing...hope you enjoy it..ja ne :3

 

 

 

FOREVER

 

 

 

The rain falls .It falls unstoppable .Everything is so dumb .Wherever the mind will turn ,in a city like this ,it will be

 

demolished clumsy on the concrete walls of the huge buildings .Cars pass next to me screaming .Iron beasts without heart

 

.Everybody runs unconcerned with umbrellas to protect their heads .Why are they afraid of these beautiful ,crystalised

 

drops ,that even if they hit violently my miserable body ,they make me feel that ,maybe,one day everything will

 

change.....Even though noone will remember why he cries today ,cause things are getting lost and people forgotten .My

 

stare falls on my hands .So empty ,so cold .Why ?....From all the things in the world why should I lost you ?My eyes are

 

blurred .Where are you ?Didnt we promised each other...together..always ?You are not lost...no...it cant be...I shake my

 

head wishing this thought will be washed away by the strong rain ,but tears have already flooded my face and I stumble

 

.The ground is wet and inhospitable .Everyone overtakes me .The drops of rain fondle my features and suddenly I can see

 

it .This white hand....I lean on it and look at his face for one second ,that was just enough .''Ka...'' A warm feeling and

 

then a tightening in my heart .''Kazuya .'' He smiles .The rain seems to be a part of his existance as it flows slowly on him

 

.He wraps my waist and puts me gently over him .Violent sobs hit my body .''You dont have to cry anymore ,because I 've

 

never left .'' He wispers and closes his lips on mine .And the next moment I feel his body being removed .I spread my hands

 

in a desperate effort to hold him .''Wait...Kazuya...Wait...Please dont go...Kazuya .'' I scream ,but my voice breaks and

 

my hands catch nothing than air .''Yukio....'' I turn my eyes on him .A gold light embraces him . ''Can you see this star ?''

 

He points at the sky ,which is suddenly full of bright dots .Its night .''This star is like our love .It will shine for million of

 

years.....before it stalls .In our next lifes our love will be born again and with it ,a new star carring our story .No matter if

 

one of us will die ,our love will live .Our promise will never break .I am here ,even if you cant see me anymore ......So

 

please dont be sad...I just hope...one day....you will forgive me.....for leaving you alone .'' He turns his back .''No ,no

 

dont go...Kazuya .'' ''Forgive me Yukio .'' I love you...please dont go..All of a sudden his body is shapeshifting .A little

 

blue butterfly appears and flies away ,carrying my sadness ,my memories ,my pain .Kazuya....I 'll wait....Forever....

 

[tuti]

Also my first time entering a writing contest. I really enjoyed writing this piece it was quite hard to keep it under 600 words but I think I did well. Hope you guys enjoy reading this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. ^^

 

 

Title: Lost Mind

 

What am I doing here? Oh right, stare at the black haired beauty standing in front of me. The man was simply fascinating. He was a short man, which only made him look even cuter. His body was small too, in a delicate way. His hair was a silky color of black which made me wonder how it would feel as I ran my fingers through it, letting myself go as I drown in those pools of bright gray that were his eyes, leaning closer to capture his soft kissable lips.

"Is she feeling any better?" I blinked and moved my eyes from Paul's lips to the bright eyes that were looking at me with genuine concern. It took me a while to understand what Paul was talking about.

"Oh yeah, but the doctors want to keep her in for a little while." I lied.

"Oh that's really awful. I hope the flowers are at least cheering your grandmother up." Paul said handing me said flowers with an encouraging smile. His smile was so pure it made me feel like the bastard I probably was. I knew it was mean to use my grandmother as an excuse to see Paul. But ever since I walked into this shop on my way to visit her almost a month ago, I was captivated. The man was more beautiful than the flowers he so faithfully cared for. Even though my grandmother easily recovered in less than a week and was healthy as a horse at home…I couldn't stay away. Thus for a month I lied and bought flowers to my sick grandmother just to see Paul. What was wrong with me?

"They will thank you." I said after paying for the beautifully arranged flowers and walked out of the shop. As I stood outside the establishment I sighed and looked at the sky, my brown bangs falling back. How pathetic can a person be? Sure I got to see him, in fact, these past four weeks I learned a lot about Paul. Like the fact that the shop was actually his uncle’s but he left it under Paul’s care after he retired. The man was only twenty-three instead of seventeen (as he initially thought the man was). But it didn't matter how much information I could gather when all I wanted to do was to wrap my arms around his petite form, breath in his wonderful scent of flowers, the same flowers that surround him, and never let go. Get lost in his eyes and the taste of his lips. I was pulled from my miserable train of thoughts by the feeling of someone standing next to me. I looked down and gasped, quite loudly, at the sight of Paul looking at me with a tiny smile gracing his lips.

"When will you ask me out?" I couldn't see myself but I was certain I probably looked like a fish with my mouth open as if gasping for air.

"Huh?" Was my brilliant reply which caused Paul to laugh. What a wonderful sound it was.

"I know your grandmother was released from the hospital a long time ago. I felt bad so I wanted to send her a “get well” card. But the nurse told me she was already released." He said moving closer to me and I swear it took me all of my strength not drop whatever I was holding and kiss him madly.

"Would you like a cup of coffee?" I asked stupidly with a goofy smile and his smile widened as he held my hand.

 

[christine teoh]

Nearly 600 but not yet....

Hope you'll like it....

 

:hamtaro-005 (5):

 

The Secret

 

 

Snow raining from the sky, trees with no leaf stood along the empty street. The white snow buried the dull black road like clouds had fell to the road. The villages were too busy with their Christmas Eve dinner.

 

Sawada Tsunayoshi, a boy around his fourteens fainted in the middle of the road. No one realized his appearance. He was froze until his lips turned purple; his face was in the color like the sky blue. His body was as cold as the ice with his head pounding hard.

 

Days later as he woke up from the long nightmare, he saw a lighten fire place with antiques decorated the silent room. Tsuna then he realized he was laying on a bed that he didn't even know who's the owner of this particular house. But it seem's not bad to wonder around the house so he got off the cozy bed as he placed his legs on the nicely laid carpet.

 

In the split second when he put his body weight onto his strengthless legs, he lost his balance and fell to the ground as he knocked his elbow on the edge of the table which is beside the bed. He cried as his tears started to stream down his cheeks.

 

The door was ajar when the outside heard his cried, "What are you doing there?!" A teenage boy rushed to his side and sit him back to the bed. The boy wiped his tears off gently before the had Tsuna to finish up a glass of water.

 

The boy smiled, "I'm Mukuro. Tsuna, you don't recognize me, do you?"

 

Tsuna shook his head, "Am I supposed to know you, Mr. Mukuro?"

 

"You really don't remember?"

 

Tsuna tried to recall his memories but his mind was starting to pound again, just like somebody cracking opened his mind into two.

 

Mukuro smiled wickedly when he saw Tsuna couldn't remember a thing about him. He set Tsuna into the bed as well as himself.

 

Tsuna felt scared but in somehow, he felt safe as he hid inside Mukuro's embrace.

 

"Never mind, don't worry about a thing, Tsuna. From now on, stay with me, would you? Stay beside me, I'll take care of you. I promise."

 

Tsuna breathed in the scent of Mukuro and slightly nodded his head."Mr. Mukuro----"

 

"Just Mukuro." said Mukuro.

 

"Mukuro, tell me how we met?" Tsuna grabbed Mukuro's sleeve and squeezed himself even into his embrace like afraid of being pulled away from him.

 

"We met around your sevens, when you're just a innocent child. You were an orphan and was being bullied in your orphanage but luckily, my father adopted you before they had your life played crazily. But you are weak, very weak until dad had to send you to hospital after years of you suffering alone without informing us. Unexpectedly, you ran away quietly, escaped from the hospital until you black out in the middle of the streets."

 

Mukuro wrapped his hands around his body as Tsuna huddled himself inside his warm embrace to feel the warmness of his body. Somewhere deep down his heart kept on telling himself not to trust this teenager but he just couldn't stop himself about it.

 

He'll never know the truth about it, never,

 

He'll never know that Mukuro was the one that bullied him from the start, the one that gave the scars to him, the one that kept him suffered in the past, the one that took his memory away from him by hitting him in the head anxiously...

 

The one that took away his virginity...

 

[Dark Ocean]

501 Words ^^

 

Room Number 707

 

There in front of that thick glass wall showing what behind it but didn't allow anybody from the other side to see what was behind it, a handsome tall doctor fixed his glasses on his nose before shifting a little to face the nurse that was standing beside him and spoke while gazing back at a certain patient inside the room "Do you want to know how a doctor and a son of the manager of this hospital became one of the patients?" the nurse nodded quietly with wondering eyes... The doctor gazed back at the glass wall and crossed his arms..

 

"Two year ago we had a patient who lost his memory because of losing his bride on the wedding day, he also lost the ability to speak, he was in a great shock and he used to move around using this wheelchair, he seemed to live in his own world, Shiro was his doctor and read his file so many times to know where would the problem be.

 

 

 

 

Shiro used to talk to him everyday but he had never responded, and he used to take him to gardens but it was hard because his father was a strict manager so he escaped few times. Deep down he knew he was breaking the rules but he wanted Lance to get better.

 

 

Days pasted but he was quiet still and Shiro was giving up hope.. But one day while he was about to leave the room of the patients, he felt a hand holding onto the end of his jacket "Don't go.." his eyes widened and he froze there for few seconds before kneeling in front of his chair "What? What did you say?" the other looked down "don't go.."

 

 

Shiro was very happy and couldn't believe his own ears but by days Lance got better and they used to spend so much time together but Shiro's father hated it so much and he had an evil plan when Shiro told his father he was in love with Lance. Shiro knew Lance loved him too with out even saying a word.

 

 

 

 

At 3 AM while all patients and nurses were asleep, he injected Lance with medicine made his body stopped.. He was able to breath, sleep..eat.. but he wasnt able to speak.. walk.. or even being affected emotionally.. He was a breathing dead body.

 

 

Shiro looked at his lover with teary eyes and decided to save him from this miserable destiny.. So he chocked him by the pillow till he stopped breathing.. He cried a lot but he had no other choice, after that night he sunk into the same condition as his lover.. And his father had a heart attack for what he did for his son..

I have never believed that someone would lose his mind because of love..."

 

The doctor let out deep sigh and looked at the nurse again "Sad, isn't it?"

 

The nurse nodded speechlessly .. Then the doctor added "Love is always a risk"

 

 

 

[Ero Gaki]

This is my first time writing a story, so please be gentle. XDDDDD

 

Words (including the title): 600

 

 

Vergessen

 

I knew that Kise Ryouta always chased me.

I knew that he always looked at me in a different way. It’s too obvious that he… he liked me.

It was always fun teasing him. Whenever I turned my face close to his, he always showed me that pale cheeks, flushed in red.

One time, he finally confessed to me. He said that he loved me. But I wasn’t surprised at all, since I already knew way before.

I just chuckled and told him how corny his jokes were.

Chuckling and teasing him wasn’t a bad idea at all, since I got to see his cute, teary eyes.

He called me “Ahominecchi!” then.

I told him that I do not swing that way, yet he just pointed at me and said something like “Just wait and I’ll make you head over heels with me!”

I do not harbor any feelings towards him. I just like playing with him.

Until then, my jokes went too far. Too far enough for me to kiss him after we practiced Basketball together.

“That’s a prize for almost stealing the ball from me, Kise.”

Kise blushed really hard. How cute.

And then I left him there.

After that day, Kise started to act all cautious towards me, and it triggered my thirst for teasing him more.

When we were at the locker room, I told him that I started falling in-love with him which… is a big fat lie.

Kise cried out of happiness and embraced me hard.

After doing it with him that night, I told him that everything I said and did to him were never true.

Kise stared at me with eyes… so sad.

 

“Maybe this joke went too far.” I thought.

 

Forget it. I liked teasing him anyways.

And it’s disgusting, having a gay guy follow you no matter where you go.

I’m straight. So I thought that maybe by doing that, it’ll stop him from chasing after me.

But I was wrong.

After that day, he still smiled at me like usual and said that “I’ll make you fall-in love with me for real. I’ll make you go crazy over me. And then it’ll be your turn to chase after me, Aominecchi. Mark my words.”

I was afraid that time. What if everything he said will eventually become real?

I do not want to lose my pride.

“As if that’ll happen.” I replied.

Kise stuck out his tongue at me, as if saying that “You’ll see!”

And then an unexpected scenario came.

 

“What happened to Kise?” I asked Akashi and the others outside the hospital room where Kise is admitted.

“Before going to his work as a model, the car he and his manager rode on got on a car accident.” Akashi replied.

I felt my heart squeeze. For some reason, it did, but I do not know why.

“Can I see him?” With an inpatient look, I asked them.

They looked at me with worried eyes. I wondered why.

They nodded.

I entered the door slowly and saw Kise, sitting at the bed while looking at the window.

“Oi, baka! What happened?” I asked bluntly and got closer to him.

 

“Who.. are you?”

Those words got out straight from his mouth, targeting me inside directly.

I felt a streak of pain hit my chest.

Why do I feel…. Hurt?

“I do not know you.” He added and stared at the window again.

I squeezed my chest, trying to cope up with the pain.

Then I realized. I love Kise.

 

 

 

I guess it’s now my turn to chase after him.

 

 

 

 

[Anime_Maniac_Leia]

Well... this is my first time in a BL writing contest so I'll give my best shot!

P.S- I know it's crappy and all and I'm not used to writing short stories... but this was sort of a depressing topic which I like, so yeah. Excuse me~

Words: 600 excluding the title.

 

 

The Lost one:-

Droplets hit the glass of the windows. No lights except one lamp kept me company. The cigarette's smoke floated and disappeared after a brief moment. Absolutely nothing roamed in my mind. I looked up to the ceiling as my head tilted upwards. I did that, thinking my mind could wander away but it didn't. Instead it stayed in that one single place, not even trying to scribble something out. Rain drops continued to fall but my interest wasn't focused there. Horses ran outside with soldiers on their backs. The stars twinkled as I stared at them. But nothing triggered me to do anything. Footsteps became louder as someone knocked on the door when I was lost in thought.

 

"Lucas? Are you in there?"The voice was a low one, asking for permission to come in. It seemed like a man, clearly.

 

I shook my head lightly and bent over to my right to get the book I was previously reading. "Yes. You can come in." I approved of the stranger's request and allowed him to open the door himself.

 

The man came in and smiled as he turned around to close the door. He was the same height as me and had blonde hair like I did. He seemed to be carrying some bags with food item. I looked through the corner of my eye to catch a glimpse at him.

 

"Whew!" The stranger said which was followed with a sigh of relief. He noticed that I was reading a book and paid no attention to his dramas. He gave out a sigh and smiled. He walked towards me and sat down on the bed which I was sitting. I glanced at him from the edge of my book for a brief moment and returned to my activity.

 

"Don't ignore me!" He said with a light chuckle but what else could I do then to ignore him? "Here, I brought some food items." He handed me over some sandwiches which made my stomach silently growl. My eyes glanced at the sandwiches and examined them from a distance. "Thanks." I said and took the sandwich and began to eat it.

 

His name was Evans. A loyal man, you could say. "Shouldn't you wander outside instead of staying here? Nobody is going to hate you." He said while eating his food. I turned towards him and gave out a sigh. "Everyone would." I said. Two precise words.

 

He looked at me with 'are-you-including-me?' expression. But I didn't have time to say anything back. The instant I turned my head to talk to him, I was pulled in for a passionate kiss. I stayed in that position for a couple of moments till he broke the lip lock.

 

"Idiot. Just do as I say." He said with a cute irritated face and barged outside, closing the door as he left.

 

I stared at the door with silence that covered the room. "Aren't you the one who is stupid?" I said with a chuckle and a smile. I am the lost mind, so why are you paying attention to me?

 

I got up from my place, tidying my clothes. "Guess I should take up his offer." I walked outside, closing the door as I left. The only lost mind left in the room was the room itself. "That book was good… I guess I should read it later." I said, trying to remember what book it was. "The book's name was 'Lost mind', Nostalgic title if you ask me." I said and smiled as I walked along the path of grass in the moonlit night.

 

 

 

So... how was it? ^^ XDD

[1978]

 

 

 

 

~~ AND THEN ~~

 

 

 

 

 

Standing by the door, in this empty room alone.

 

 

I am, trying to forget all I’ve done.

Lurking all around, it’s the same as the way it should be..

While sipping this cup of tea but why feel like I’m swallowing my own blood deep down into my throat.

 

 

 

I don’t wanna feel like this, really I start to hate my feeling now..

It’s just me who led everything happened.

And yes, it’s my fault, it’s me who let it be…

 

 

 

 

Why I had to be free when you’re all around me?

Why are you too reliable?

Why you have to be the owner of my heat?

Why did I give in to you?

Why weren’t you My NUMBER ONE?!?!

Every question is flashing, popping and bursting inside my hollow brain…

Is this freaking world jumping on my shoulders?

Gazing up again, but nothing smiles at me…

 

 

 

 

But, it’s too sad..

The true is..

It’s impossible for us to be together, to live together or being perfect couple for real…

We cannot, cannot even if in the dream…

We stay in the mirage, the illusion, the hidden lagoon, we really do….

 

 

 

Unless no one had known what we’d had been.

I think everything would be alright…

Could you know how I feel now?

I’m asking myself..

I’m questioning myself…

I know, yes I think I know that you really know me for real, don’t you?

 

 

 

I feel so hard now.

STOP!

Don’t go away..

I cannot stay alone; I really cannot face the truth if you aren’t here, so please…

Don’t put me down, I’m in the trouble, rowing in the tub, yeah I really am.

 

 

 

 

/// Guilty, who’d prove this word and could explain to me?

Am I wrong if my close friend’s boy will be my boy too?

He’s so happy when he’s with me, you know?

 

 

 

 

///sinful , why I should feel so?

But I have to ….

Or I don’t have too….

I really don’t know how to explain….

 

 

 

///And why, even if we tried to hide our relationship..

But, someone knew and told your owner.

Our heaven in shadow‘s broken along as my friendship with him...

 

 

 

That day……….

 

 

 

Your guy, he yelled, screamed and stared at me via his red eyes while shouting at me how I could betrayed him like this..

He threw our torn photos against my face , flew up in the air made my face numb and yes it did cut deep in my heart.

 

 

 

 

 

 

But, for you…

You said nothing…

Nothing came out from your mouth, just turned around and walked away…

 

 

 

Is this the way I deserved?

Being hated from my close friend like this?

Can I turn back time?

I know, I can’t do at all.

Nothing I can explain just nod and listen…

Nod my head and stare at the ants down to the ground…

I’ve just noticed more than thousands of them, never been separated!!

 

 

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Nothing to lose for me…

Now I’m standing in the edge of the roof.

What should I do from now on?!?!

 

 

 

 

 

[PURE-MADNESS]

I haven't wrote one of this in a long time, and the idea was refreshing. I hope you enjoy the small story. I had hoped to make it longer, but the max rule didn't allowed me unfortunately. Here I'll leave you with it~

 

Tittle: Recollections Of An Encounter

Words: 599

Summary: Recollections of Dr. Zue and his time at the Health Center for The Mentally Ill. Told from First and Third Person Perspectives.

 

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Doctor Zue, 28 years old, and a curious scientist of the modern day decided to take the path of psychology, causing great disappointment to many people eager to have him work with them. Two years after his graduation, he found work in a hospital for the mental ill patients, with no way of knowing his life was about to take a 360 degrees turning point.

 

September 14, 2012

 

I stopped my car in front of the huge, iron gate of the health center, and stepped out. My eyes quickly took in the terrifying looking door that blocked my entrance to what was to be my new “home”. The door was exceptionally enormous, constructed with a dark material and a few cameras surrounding it, gave the place a gothic and horrific feeling. I ran the bell, and the voice of a man answered me. He told me to look at the camera as I spoke, and I did.

 

“My name is Doctor Zue, I am the new employee,” I said to him and noticed the sky was full of dark clouds, it was raining season after all.

 

“Come inside,” The man said back to me and the gates magically opened before me, making a loud teeth clenching sound as they moved very slowly. Hesitation took over me for a second, but as if moving by its own, my feet lead me inside, and before I knew it, I was walking down the lonesome path leading to the huge mansion at the very end.

 

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August 18

 

It had been about a month since I came to the center. My experience there, had been as horrible as I had imagined when I first stood in front of those iron gates. Every night, horrible dreams clouded my mind about death, crazy psychotic men coming after me and killing me. I heard voices calling out to me, voices coming from the hallways, screams from the lower levels of the mansion, and foot steps that wouldn’t let me get a blink of sleep at night. I was sleep deprived constantly, my mind felt tired and I had lost weight extremely quickly. But my physical state was less worrisome than my mental one. I was slowly becoming as crazy as the patients I saw every day.

 

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October 1

 

I had a new patient that i had met about two days ago, his name was Sho. He had been diagnosed with grave mind diseases and was the most dangerous patient at the center. The other doctors didn’t bothered with him, and judging by the mark on his body, he had been cruelly put down on numerous occasions.

 

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October 15

 

Sho and I had been on numerous sections, and he doesn’t seem as ill as other people might think. He barely talks but when he does, he seems unbelievable sane.

 

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October 31

 

By the end of the month, Sho and I were extremely closed, so much that my body would trembled just by listening to his voice. He once tried to kiss me, and I kissed back, and before I knew it, I was crying under him begging him to bury himself deeply into me. I know how insane it is, but I think i love him.

 

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November 1

 

I decided to take Sho away from that horrifying place. We escaped, but people are still persecuting us and even the police is after us, but we are happy now. Just being able to share my life with him is enough for me. I have done much more than just saving a lost mind.

 

[shirotsuki]

well, i haven't participated in this contest for quite some time now!

so, after a long time, here's my entry.

a bit...dark i think! xD

 

btw... overall i have 606 words (including the title). since it's over 600, i wonder if it's okay... ^^''

 

 

Men living in darkness

 

 

The sound of the door opening echoed around the room so loud that it was able to pierce even the darkness and reach the weak and dizzy person’s ears.

He had lost track of the time. Now, he was not able to tell how long he had been there, in that dark and humid room.

He wondered whether he was dreaming or hallucinating. Maybe this time the drugs were way too strong for him to handle. Next time he should take a smaller dose.

 

 

The sound of the door closing echoed around the room even louder than before. The sound was so strong that it entered that broken person’s body through all the orifices he had. It hurt. He wished for the noise to stop. He wanted to go back to sleep.

He knew that those sounds were not due to drugs. No… they were not hallucinations. It was way too dark and cold to be it. Where were the colorful and weird shapes he was so familiar with? He missed them.

 

 

Footsteps were heading towards him. Once again, the sound was loud and painful, making him blink and open his eyes, just to see darkness around him.

The footsteps were not precise, running from one side to another. They were everywhere.

The poor person was lost, not knowing where to look. Every time it was like that. Every time he was sure he was dead until that moment. Yes… the only thing that made him believe he was alive was the sound that came from the chains trapping him. All he had to do was move one arm or leg to be sure he was still in the living world.

 

 

A sudden light perforated his eyes that quickly closed. The pain was too big to tolerate.

The dying person was used to living in darkness and when the room was filled with this orange color, coming from the lamp, he would curse the one turning it on.

 

 

The same ritual as always. A good looking man, wearing an expensive suit, would sit in front of him, holding a mirror in his hands.

That mirror would show the chains grabbing a skinny and fragile body full of scars and fresh bruises. The blood, still coming out from the most recent cuts, was drawing abstract images in the messy body, stained with dirt. His mouth was closed with a wet and dirty scarf.

“You made me do this. It’s your fault Kiri.”

 

 

The trapped person didn’t want to talk. Even if he wanted his mouth was sealed and his strength was not enough to produce a sound.

“I love you! I loved you from the beginning. But you left me. You robbed me of everything! Why would you leave me for that fake pleasure? Why for those substances? Why? Tell me Kiri! WHY?!”

The confused person shivered at the sound of those screams. He knew what was coming. He wished for it to come. His body desired it. He opened his eyes, now used to the orange light, and faced the man sitting in front of him. He was taking several sexual objects from an old trunk.

 

While holding the whip he would scold the chained person, making him arch and shiver in pleasure. Having his body played with was what the prisoner wished for the most.

“You are mine Kiri! I’ll never let you go to that people again! The only drug you need is me! You belong to me Kiri! Forever…”

 

 

 

Surely we both lost our minds, I to the drugs and him to betrayal. Now, we both live in darkness.

 

[Tetsu]

TITLE: When his Child Sings

Word Count:588 (excluding the title)

 

 

When I, Takuto, woke up, I was standing alone outside. I touched my neck, only to find out that it was cold. How long have I been standing? I asked myself, but I couldn’t find any answer. I gave up thinking and instead retraced my footsteps home.

 

“Twinkle twinkle little star”

 

I heard a voice which belonged to a young boy. I came into a halt as I walked to where the voice was coming from. Darkness enveloped the surroundings which the bright red mood faintly illuminated. I was curious who’s singing the song. It was children song, but somehow, it sounded creepy to me.

 

“How I wonder what you are”

 

Cold sweat was forming on my forehead; my heartbeat was beating louder and faster. I wanted to ignore it. I wanted to run away as fast as I could. Yet, my feet here were oddly attracted to the voice.

 

“Up above the world so high”

 

The place was becoming more familiar. The streets, the trees, the neighborhood.... All of them were familiar. As I continued walking, the faint sound became clearer, creepier. I came to a stop as I stared at the place where I was in front of. It was my own house. Why was the sound coming from my own house?

 

“Like a diamond in the sky”

 

I pushed the door, which was surprisingly open.

 

“Hello!? Is anyone here?” I asked. However, in response, the song came to a halt

 

“Is anyone home?” I asked again, yelling this time.

 

“Twinkle twinkle little star”

 

The song continued, though it was weaker. I jumped back and looked around. There was no one. My feet took me to where the sound was coming. I was getting closer, closer to the faint sound. Before long, I was facing the door to the basement I rarely use.

 

I opened the door, which was welcomed by a very foul and rotten smell. I coughed hard as I closed the door. Why was the basement smelt like that? I pulled the neck part of my shirt towards my nose, making a makeshift mask. I opened the door the second time, still smelling so rotten. However, this time the makeshift mask eased the smell. I walked deeper until I reached the basement.

 

“How I wonder what you are”

 

I saw where the sound was coming from. There was a young boy, lying on the floor.

 

“Hey, uncle. My stomach hurts. Why is mama not waking up? ..Wh-what’s with… these three smelly people?”

 

Ahh… I remembered. How could I forget? I killed my family because they could not accept who I am. I also kidnapped the wife and child of Youji because they stood in our way. I stabbed Himeko the soonest I took her to the basement. I did not kill the kid though. He looked so cute, he looked like a young Youji. However, he still was not Youji so I had to kill him. I stabbed him in the chest. I was sure not to stab him fatally, but the blood loss will kill him.

 

“Youto-kun. Your mama is sleeping. Don’t disturb her. You too will be sleeping soon. Goodbye” With a knife that I was holding all along, I stabbed the kid in the neck.

 

Blood gushed forth, which some covered my face. I licked the blood in my lips as I walked away.

“Finally Youji. Finally, no one can break us apart” laughing, I left the basement and went upstairs, where Youji was all tied up waiting for me.

 

 

Second time I entered the contest Hope I do good ^_^

[sVerrine]

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I have a question. ^^'. The story has to be with original characters? I mean, is it ok if my story will involve relationship like sasuke/naruto, nezumi/shion, zack/cloud etc?

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[sVerrine]

TITLE: Silent Madness

Words: 605, I hope it's alright.

 

 

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THE REVOLUTIONARY ARMY HAS WON THE WAR. THE COUNTRY IS FREED FROM THE IMPERIAL TYRANNY.

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It has been confirmed that the revolution has end with the surrender of the imperial’s forces. Last night, the army led by the two famous revolutionary generals succeeded in opening the gates of the capital and taking over the citadel. With the abdication of the tyrant emperor, the freedom is finally ours!

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My stare never left the one-month-older newspaper. It frustrated me how it took no longer than a month for the reality to disrupt the logical path that my mind intended to follow. After the

Fall

the verity of the free world seemed to me to be a cluster of harsh and painful truths. The freedom that

we

gave people was not an object of desire as we, the

two famous revolutionary generals

, Lewin and Luca as our closest friends called us, expected. Or maybe it was just me? Was I the only fool who believed that the capital had a chance of recovery? Freedom was a desirable concept in any existent context, but the overlooked consequences made that universal truth to quickly fall into oblivion. When the tyrant emperor provided its citizens with safety, financial aids, privileges, work places, they would obviously crave for what they didn’t have and what was a crucial necessity for them to live that life - freedom. But when they obtained it, most of the material satisfactions started to dissipate from their life, which drove them to long for anything except freedom.

 

This attitude became so common, so usual, so natural around me that the only thing I felt myself capable of was to wait. To wait not for those around me to realize how remarkably stupid they were, but for you to come back and abolish the ensuing silence of my heart. I completely understood the reason for Luca’s leaving and I harbored absolute trust for his words:

“Reunion will come”.

But I just wish for you to hurry. The tranquility of my soul is driving me mad. During your absence I’ve learned that madness can blossom from two seeds, one more devilish than the other: it either makes you drown in raving sorrow, loneliness, despair or agony; or sinks you in such deep tranquility and calmness which will deplete you of energy and drain your vitality until you become stripped of any sort of emotion or desire. I think that I’m losing my mind without realizing it, as if it doesn’t involve me at all. I wonder whether you feel the same, if you are tortured at all.

 

Luca was a flippant person, he loved to talk more than anything. He was for me, who is silent and resilient with words, like the encounter of an oasis in a desert. I became dependent of him shortly and the constant silence that I’m living now only drives me into madness. It terrifies me how the capital that I am so fond of became a city where the language is so foreign of mine. I can no longer smile and bow to the foolishness of the people. I want Luca to return. To approach me with his elegant steps, smile and pat my shoulder. It was his nature to throw my feelings into complete disarray, to make my heart throb in laughs or cries. If I spent one minute with Luca right now, it would take a second for him to destroy the silence from my heart.

 

I suddenly moved my head and directed my eyes into the opposite direction.

 

“I’m thinking of you again, Luca… Just hurry up and fulfill your promise.”

 

[Saga]

 

|| END OF ៙BL Lost Mind ~Writer Contest~៙ ||

[YaoiOtaku Writer Contest]

 

Thank you all for taking part in our seventh Writer Contest!

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

The winner of ៙BL Lost Mind ~Writer Contest~៙ is Dreamer4ever with

the BL Love Story "Voices of Dead Love" .

 

+ 2 SPECIAL PRIZES!!

[usernames below get 3,000 points]

*Arekushisu [insanity]

* sVerrine [silent Madness]

 

 

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

 

 

The winner wins as follow,

- 5,000 points

- 1 Manga Cover card

 

[Limbo]

@Arekushisu

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✿ Wow~! I'm so proud of you all! Good job you guys Σ(▼□▼メ) ✿

[Dreamer4ever]

Wow, I can't believe I won this contest!!~~ :hamtaro-005 (8):

 

Congratz to Arekushisu and sVerrine for getting the special prize. I must admit, your stories were well written too.:hamtaro-005 (6):

 

Last of all, thank you to all the other participants as I had fun reading your stories. I wish us all the luck for the next contest~

 

:hamtaro-005 (12)::hamtaro-005 (23):

 

(I still feel like this is a dream...)

 

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This is unrelevant to the competition but Saga -san, are those the robot bunnies from the First Ship in Karneval?

 

Sorry, I just noticed and was curios. :hamtaro-005 (5):

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. I hope we'll see each other on the following contest .onionn6

[tuti]

Congratulations to the winners. ^^