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.:: Info .::

 

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 - "Bring Me To Life".

 

You have to present your masterpiece,

which describes love between two males.

It's up to you how you will interpret "Bring Me To Life",

so show us your imagination!

 

 

 

.:: Rules ::.

 

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.

 

 

 

.:: Prizes ::.

 

1,500 points for all that applied

 

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

 

 

 

.:: Deadline ::.

 

Starts -> 04.01.2014

Ends -> 31.01.2014

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Remember

 

"hey...nao? do you remember those times?" a guy next to me, talked to me.

"huh? what do you mean?" i asked the guy..what does he mean?

"nao? nao?" the stranger looked at me with a sad expression.

"remember those times..!" the stranger cried..

 

huh? oh...it's just a dream..

that dream again...sigh...when will that dream stop haunting me?

 

"Naoki!!" suddenly my sister break my room door with her feet.

"It's time to eat!!!" my sister yells and give me the food she was holding.

"seriously? ramen again?" my sister always give me ramen..i'm bored to eat that stuff!

"ah...come on..Naoki! your sister only can cook ramen!" My sister whines.

"fine! i eat it..just please...don't you dare whine again!" i yelled to my sister.

"okay! oh by the way i'm leaving the house!" before my sister leaved, she give me the house key.

"see ya!" she said while closing the door loudly.

 

oh yeah...i forget to tell...my name's Naoki iishida...hm..what should i tell more?

nah..i'm bored ...after i finished eating this stuff..i will leave the house! and also about me..sigh..

 

ah finally...i finished eated the ramen...

man...sis, learn cooking!

oh yeah...i forget.... i'm Naoki-- no let's skip that.

i was amnesia at the age of 10.

i forget all about me after that.

and i forget how many friends i have and my parents...

i don't actually know if my sister is my actual sister.

 

but, man...live is live...you have a live and you need to do that life.

huh? who is that? why are that guy on the tree...

he is using white shirt and pants...his hair was blue... he doesn't use shoes...

wait...that guy look like the guy in my dream!

no,no,no,no! keep your self together, naoki!

 

i shaked my head and closing my eyes.

and then i see that the tree was nobody.

how foul of me to think that...

sigh....that guy wont stop haunting me, huh?

but...wait...i wanted to check the tree...for some reason...

 

i ran off to the tree...i see 'N + K' with a heart shape...

....

........

wait....wait....wait....!!!

K...N...Naoki...+...Ken......

KEN?! no way! what happened to him? and where he i--

w-wait..there are a writing.. 'Remember Me, Naoki'

N-no way....no way!

in this entire time?! god! i though my amnesia isn't that severe!

no...Ken died?! w-why am i such an idiot?!

n-no! no!...

 

"K-ken..." i cried and fall to the ground..

"i'm sorry...so sorry.." i cried harder and harder..

 

i'm an idiot, ken...forgive me..

 

 

Author's Note:

 

*cries* i'm bad at everything!

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I’m still alive!

 

“Hey, what are you doing here?”

 

A serious - looking guy shouted so loud and pointed his finger at me from the other side..

Now I’m standing on top of the roof. It’d be the last place for me to breathe I think so…

I decided to end my useless life here BUT who is this annoying man?

Why he came to interfere my business?

 

For God sake, he’s ruined my intention. He’s making me mad, why he came and put his nose to me…

 

I said nothing, instead of standing; I sat down and lit a cigarette. He ran and came closer then he pulled me down to the floor. My eyes opened wide while he grabbed the cigarette from my lips.

He’s a weirdo for sure, I don’t know him before; why he had to keep me alive?!?!?!

 

“Are you crazy, how old you are?? Do you think it’s easy to bear, being a human and growing up why you are too stupid to play with your life, your greatest treasure like this??”

His face reddened when he snarled and asked those questions to me like a combo set!!

 

He made me wonder so much. He did care about me even if he’s never known even if my name!?!?!

 

I couldn't help bursting my laugh out so loud while he stopped and took deeper breath.

 

“You are too young to die, you know?” He continued his speech. “If I were you, it’d be cool to do everything right and enjoyed this world so hard and for sure I would not to attempt to be suicide like you want to do!!”

 

I’ve blinked my eyed and thought along his words. Umm, it’s true indeed!!!!

Oh yes, he really made things happen and faded away my withered – green heart.

 

Should I be proud of myself, he came to save my life. Or it’s just big deal that even the hell or heaven didn't welcome me to stay there. At least it may be the fate for him and me to see and know each other, but wasn't it the strange time for us to meet?!?!

 

Oh my xD It’s like my head’s turning through these questions, was it “copy-cat’?!? Am I imitating him now?!?!?

 

So I smiled to him, probably he could be my buddy, I nodded to him with my happier sight, then I took a bow to him as a permission to take his hand. And now we join our hands and walk side by side without saying a word, just like that…

 

 

 

 

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*coughs*

 

 

The body lying in front of him was lifeless, but still warm to the touch. He wasn't sure how much time he had left before it wouldn't work any more, before his last chance would slip away much like the life in front of him. The sun was beginning to set; an omen against the racing clock? He placed both hands upon the chest that would not move and closed his eyes.

 

It was dark. Fog swirled around his feet. The air was cold and dead. He walked through the darkness, searching. The sound of moaning filled his ears, the sound of pain and suffering, and still he walked onwards. The fog flickered and began to take shape, the shape of men, their cold lifeless hands reaching out to him, begging him, but still he walked. He couldn't save them all; he could only save one.

 

He called out into the darkness, his mind searching. A faint light caught his eye, a suggestion of movement. He held out his hand, “Will you come back with me?” The feeling of betrayal washed through him, the anger palpable in the air. He swallowed, “I'm sorry. I'm sorry I wasn't there.” An angry wind buffeted him, but still he offered his hand, outstretched in the darkness. “I'm here now though, I promised you I'd come for you. See?” There was a tentative pressure against his hand, a feather-light touch, a hint of warmth.

 

“Can you feel that?” he asked, his own light travelling through his outstretched hand; the grip becoming slightly stronger, and with every beat of his own heart, his light throbbed and moved, the pressure began to take shape, a faint outline at first, but more corporeal with each slow beat. As his own light began to fade, the other grew brighter, more substantial. He held out his other hand, feeling the pressure against it, seeing the glowing outline of a hand taking his own. He smiled. His own light flared brightly for a moment, and then faded away into the darkness.

 

He opened his eyes as a tear began to fall, the liquid drop tracing a line down his cheek, and as it fell, it caught the light of the first ray of sun, glittering as it shimmered into nothingness. Had he done it? The body beneath him moved slightly, the chest rising imperceptibly, a whisper of air escaping from slightly parted lips. He smiled to himself as the chest rose again, slowly, and again in rhythm. He'd done it, but at what cost? He lifted his hand to his face, watching as the rays of the dawn shone through his skin, watched as he slowly dissolved, particles shimmering as they came apart. Another tear fell from his face to sparkle once in the rising light, and then disappear entirely. He leaned forward, pressing his lips against the ones that were slightly parted.

 

“I love you” he whispered.

 

Eyes flickered open, blinking slowly against the light of the rising sun and glittering motes that reflected it. A hand slowly lifted to their lips, where they could still feel the imprint of a kiss.

 

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A New Life

 

I had been wandering, walking aimlessly, I was like an empty shell, a soulless body whose only purpose is to survive this cruel world, just like a lone wolf. I been always alone ever since I could think, not knowing my parents or anyone. I've lived my childhood on the streets and in alley ways, begging for money on strangers and looking for food on dumpsters, like the other street kids like me. All that time, I've taken care of myself, not being "cared" for and not "caring" about anyone, not being "loved" by anyone and not being able to love anyone. I've tried to stay away from people as much as possible, having a rule to not ever be attached to anyone, I thought being alone would benefit me more, just thinking of only myself is all I can handle.

 

But, one faithful afternoon, i was 16 at that time, while begging for money which I always do, you suddenly grabbed my hand, not knowing who you are, I forcefully and quickly withdraw my hand, but you pulled my hand again, this time harder and with more force. I knew I wasn't going to win this game of tug of war, so I removed any resistants on my body and just let you pull me close to you.

 

Just when I thought it was the end for me, you suddenly hugged me, you whispered in my ear, your lips as if kissing my ear . I could still remember the words you said with that calm and warm voice of yours, you said "you are the most beautiful person Ive seen in my life, i want to spend my life with you, and I want you to be my wife"

 

Thoughts and questions suddenly went through my mind. "Who is this guy, beautiful? why does he wanna marry me? cant he see that I'm a guy? spend his life with him?

 

I just realised that I hadn't looked at who this person was. Pushing you, I saw a handsome young man. I told myself, "This guy looks like a prince, he most be rich, and that face, he should be in prison for looking that good!, Wait!! what am i talking about, pull yourself together, this man is a creep, you should be running by now, he just said he wants to marry you, go on run!!!!

 

But I couldn't, in front of me is a man who for the first time, is the one person that liked me. I, I couldn't run. " Does he really like me? "i thought to myself. You might had seen the doubt in my eyes so you told me, " Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt, its just that you're so cute, i what you to be mine".

 

What the hell is this guy talking about?,me?,cute?,like hell!!

 

Just before I could say a word, you suddenly, without warning, passionately kissed me. I couldn't move my body, i just let you, let your tongue play with mine entering my mouth. I couldn't explain the feeling, but it felt good.

 

After what felt like a minute, you pulled out, and said "That wasn't so bad was it, you liked it?"

 

You liked it? what the hell is wrong with this guy, asking that. Well it felt good, but did I like it? I don't even know myself. Argggghhhh, this guys is making feel all kinds of weird stuff.

 

 

You French kissed me, you idiot! and that was my first kiss, You Jerk!!!!!

 

You're so cute being angry like that, I'm glad I was your first, well I'm planning to be your first in everything so get ready, haha

 

You really are a jerk, i hate you!

 

I don't care, along as your mine, oh you're blushing you are really cute!

 

Shut up, and stop telling me I'm cute, idiot!!!!

 

Well, i cant because your too cute, By the way, come with me

 

Come with you? I don't even know you

 

Didn't I say you'll be my wife and spend my life with you, Come

 

Making me blush again, you held my hand and led me to what seemed like a limo. I thought to myself "this guy is really rich". Opening the door for me and sitting beside me, you said " From now on, your life would never be the same. Welcome to your new life.

 

At that moment, i thought, "I'll really have a new life"

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{Please live because I need you the most now!}

 

 

Ken was ordinary 16 years old student so lived with his parents, he have just graduate from middel school and shall soon start his first year at High School, one day he was walking he meet a older boy so was fighting with some uni student, he walked towards the uni student boys and said" what do you think you are doing? I'm going to call police so let the boy be" and the uni student run away, the boy walked towards Ken and smiled"thank you very much, you saved my life, my name is Kuro I'm 2nd years high school student who are you?

Ken smiled" I'm Ken and I'm going start high school this autum, nice to meet you Kuro" from that time they become BestFriends and hang out with eashother everyday.

Until one day 1 months after Ken transfer to high school, he got letter from uni student boys so was fighting with his BestFriends Kuro before he transfer to high school, he meet the uni student after high school at back ally near cafe.

Uni student boys threaten Ken at which he don't listen to what they say or do, they would kill Kuro.

Ken agree what they sat and after min Ken was serious injured and uni student boys run away from the sence,

Kuro so the uni student run away from black ally and walked towards black ally, when he come to black ally, he walked in and so Ken was very injuries and called ambulance and the ambulance come.

Later In the hospital the doctor tell Kuro and Ken's parents at Ken operation was finish and which Ken don't wake up about 1-2 hour he would die, Kuro was very sad since he was not Apple to tell his feelings towards Ken

Later day evening only Kuro sat himself down on chair beside Ken's bed and hold Ken's hand and said in sad voice" please wake up Ken, I can't lose you now, you are important to me, I love you of all me heart, I want to be your boyfriend, so please wake up" he said in crying voice, suddenly Kuro feel Ken hand moving and Kuro so Ken wake up.

Ken smiled at Kuro" Kuro I love you to and I want to be your boyfriend" p

Kuro smiled" I'm very happy at you survived Ken and I'm looking forward to spend future with you"

Ken smiled" I feel the same way Kuro"

Kuro kissed Ken on the lips and stopped kissing Ken and said in happily voice" Ken thank you for come back to life"

And from that day Ken and Kuro become couple and have many date together

 

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I'd like to join, too! I have exactly 600 words *phew!*

 

 

The Artist

 

Slamming his bedroom door shut on his father’s angry bellow, Jake threw himself onto his bed. The sketching block he drew his erotic versions of a perfect partner bounced off as he wept. He lived to draw and drew to live. That his father had discovered his drawings, shunned his homosexuality as disgusting, swearing that he would destroy the block and ship Jake off to a boarding school for depraved boys, was too much. Forget Dante, his ideal man, was like refusing to breathe anymore. His heart breaking, Jake cried himself to sleep, his tears falling onto his newest sketch of Dante.

 

Gentle fingers were caressing his cheek. Sleepily, his eyes itching from crying, Jake gradually opened them, freezing up in disbelief when there, sitting half naked on the edge of his bed, was his drawing. A living, breathing, magnificent Dante. A long aristocratic nose, feathery long lashes, a sculpted chest, dark blue eyes and mused blond hair. Even though Jake had only ever drawn with a fine black pen, the Dante before him was as he’d always imagined him to be. But how could this be? It was impossible…

 

Dante smiled softly, his fine lips curving upwards at the corners. “Jake,” he said quietly, sliding beneath the covers that Jake realized he had been covered with. Lying nose to nose with him, Dante continued to touch his face tenderly, his eyes as wondrous. “We’re going to be parted soon.” Jake felt himself tearing up. It was a dream, it had to be, but what a beautiful dream it was. The sketch he had lovingly created had come to life to console him. “All those times you drew me, I looked up and admired you. You gave me life and tonight, I want to show you how much I love you,” Dante breathed, nuzzling his nose against Jake’s before kissing him passionately.

 

Jake surged into the kiss, wanting, needing, seeking. Against all logic, Dante had come into existence and was there when he most needed him. The way Dante unclothed, touched, aroused, kissed and held him spoke volumes. A sketch couldn’t come to life – Jake knew that, but as he glanced into Dante’s flushed face, feeling his lover’s hands as they caressed his inner thighs, his athletic hips circling and pushing into him repeatedly, he had to admit that right then he didn’t care.

 

Lying in each other’s arms afterwards and resting his head against Dante’s strong shoulder, Jake kissed his lover’s sweaty neck. “I don’t want you to leave, ever. I love you- I don’t only want you for tonight.”

Dante’s alluring blue eyes met his as he soothingly rubbed Jake’s back. “There is a way for us to be together. But you’d have to sacrifice yourself-”

 

How?” Jake breathed, sitting up immediately. “I don’t care what it is- I need you.” Dante reached out and Jake kissed his hand, licking former’s fingertips. “What must I do?

 

Dante picked up the sketch block that had fallen off the bed, holding it as well as the black pen out to Jake. “Draw us. Draw us how you wish us to be. You brought me to life with your love, now I can protect you from your father if you return to my one-dimensional world with me. There we can be together forever.” He ran a hand through Jake’s hair, kissing him softly. “Draw us making love, which is what we’ll do forever.”

 

And so, looking into Dante’s eyes, Jake drew them in each other’s arms for the last time until he’d disappeared, leaving behind a cold, empty bedroom.

 

 

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I would also join, I have 595 words including tittle.

 

 

"Bring Me To Life"

 

My name is Vincent, or at least that’s the name Master Gin gave me when he saved me back then. Let me explain, I am a cyber-human, a human that’s part robot. One of my arms is metallic, so is one of my legs, and part of my face is covered in metal as well. One of my eyes is artificial, designed to act as a computer sending waves of information to my brain. Unlike what most would think, I have “feelings”. My master say they are artificial feelings, non-real, but sometimes it makes me wonder…

 

My master is a wonderful scientist, but lately he has grown a bad habit. Normally, I wouldn’t interfere with what he does during his free time, but he has been skipping meals and sleep hours due to his late night activities. Also, although I would never recognize it out loud, every time I walk in the middle of these activities, I feel agitated, anxious, a mixture of feelings I can’t quite pin point.

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“AH! YES! GIN! FUCK ME HARDER!”

 

Someone shouted from master’s lab. Just about an hour ago, a young boy from a nearby village asked to see him. The two locked themselves in that room and haven’t come out. It’s almost lunch time, I couldn’t let master skip his meal today as well. I knocked on the door, holding a silver tray with food. I heard him say “Come in” and opened the door, my eyes encountering the same scene that I have grown accustomed to lately.

 

“Master, I’ve brought your food…”

 

Master smirked and kept on rolling his hips against that boy’s ass. Again, I felt that obnoxious feeling growing inside of me as I witnessed the scene.

 

“Leave it there and leave.” Master said, and I simply nodded and did as he had ordered me to.

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Master called me for the first time in a while. The boy from before had left, and master was lazily lying on the couch in his bedroom. He looked as handsome as ever, his long black hair spread on his shoulders, and his chest uncovered by the half unbuttoned white shirt. Oh…how much I long to touch that soft skin, and kiss those inviting lips.

 

“Vincent, I have noticed you seem down lately.” Master said and motioned for me to get closer, which I did. I knelt next to the couch and stared at him like a loyal dog to his master. “What’s wrong my dear Vincent?” I wanted to tell him, that I didn’t like it when he touched those humans! I wanted to tell him, that I too wanted to be violated by him! But I couldn’t disrespect master that way; I was but his lonely servant! I am but a piece of dead metal with no real feelings! Tears finally escaped my real eye, and ran across my cheek shamefully. Master quickly sat up and wiped them away ever so gently.

 

“Master, I’ve failed you.” I finally said and master smiled in understanding. His lips came closer to mine and we kissed, long and slow. His lips moved against mine sensually, and I couldn’t hold back the soft sounds leaving my throat. I stared at him in confusion and finally dared to say it.

 

“I love you master Gin” His eyes widen and he smiled again at me, and ruffled my hair.

 

“You silly boy” He said. “Don’t you know I love you too?” My eyes widen at his confession, and for the first time in my life, I finally felt alive.

 

 

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Joining :):) it's 547 words

 

 

A Wooden Doll

 

I let myself in to an old shop, let my feet moved by themselves to that shop which reek of the rotten wood. The light wasn’t too good, I almost tripped over something like a thread or a string. Until I realized what was lied in the floor. A couple of gray eyes stared at me, the dark hair that looked like a night sky, a beautiful face that looked in misery. A doll. A wooden doll..

My heart was throbbing. My body was shaking and sweating. I had never felt like this before. Felt so deeply in love with something which could not even breath. So, silly. Even my eyes could not moved from him.

Without any command from my brain, my body moved by itself. Closer. Closer and closer. Until I could feel the cold from his lips, dust from his old wood, but strangely I wasn’t able to stop. Kissed that stiff lips, like he could feel my warmth, like he was alive.

I had been kissing him for a couple minutes. I stopped and sat in front of him. That was the first time I kissed somebody, I meant something, with so much feeling into it. I felt so happy, that my heart was full by him. There was no space for anything again in me, just him and him only.

A grin from his mouth made me startled. I thought that I was crazy at that time, to see a wooden doll was grinning at me.

“Why did you kiss me?”

My eyes seemed jump out from my skull. He talked to me. I was absolutely insane.

“Why don’t you answer me?” he smiled, so innocently, like there was nothing wrong about that moment.

I opened my mouth to give him an answer, but then I realized that I didn’t have an answer.

“You won’t give me the answer?”

“You can speak?” where all the words when I need them?

“And now you are giving me a question?” he looked like he was laughing.

He gave me his tender smile and look. If I knew how the angels look like, I was sure that he was looked like them.

“Come on!” and now he gave me his gentle voice.

Only one single thing, I could think to do at that time.

I licked his lips, like he was the sweetest candy. Then, his eyes, his hands, his body, and everything I also licked the entire part of him.

He started wink his eyes, his hands moved and hold me tight. He moved and made me sat on his lap. So warm.

I almost sleept on his lap until I realized, my body was paralyzed. I was freezing. My skin turned brown. I was barely able to move my head and little by little my whole body no longer free.

Even though, I could do nothing. Tears came up from my wooden eyes. That was happiness.

“I love you.” Maybe that was the last time I hear my voice.

“I know, Luke...” he knew my name.

He hold me on his arms, so tight. I could heard his heartbeat, like a lullaby song. Beautiful.

“...I’ll lock you in my heart. Forever.” And that the last time I heard his voice.

 

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Truth Beneath the Lies

 

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“I’am merely a narrator, a storyteller, and all the worlds lie could call me…. It’s not that I wanted to become like that, it’s just…, I need to become like this besides, deception, is one of my specialty, to the point that I couldn’t even tell which are the true words I’m telling.”

 

 

“I…… ________… ________”

 

It was a bright sunny day, the weathers nice, all of the people are enjoying the day along side with their friends, all of the people around me, they are all laughing laughing___--____laughinglaughing--laughfr--laughrkc laallafdgiu---_-_-___la…ugh….

 

“………..”

 

In the end those things that do not process in my mind anymore, had become suffocating rather than enjoyable and pleasant.

 

 

“How many days had he been missing?” chattering filled up the busy classrooms

“No way-”

“His missing for a while now-“

“What happened?”

 

“…….”

 

A guy with a gloomy expression stood up and left them, then he went to the school garden, but as soon as he reaches a bench there, he brightened up and smiled slightly

A young man with a short black hair sitting onto that bench turned around, he also brightened up and smiled back at him.

Felt satisfied he went and sat beside the young man.

 

“you’re always here….., you love this garden very much don’t you?....”

“yeah….”

“Well I couldn’t blame you its relaxing here anyway, it’s also where we first meet”

“……” he smiled and nodded

“…..By the way other’s had been annoying lately, they we’re talking about-“suddenly he was interrupted by someone

“Man! The teacher is nagging on us on your where about, please go back”

“okay….”

“by the way, who are you talking to?” the curious stranger tilt his head and looked at the empty sit beside the other, with a awkward expression plastered on his face

 

“no one…..”

 

 

 

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“His__parents won’t give___-up___-__unless, they found_a proof”

“But 3___--_months had_already passed, I think his___-__--__-dead__-___-_____----’

“You say____the____scariest-___-shit”

“huh?_-_I’m not,___-his probably___----_got into__-_trouble, I heard___he-_was__-also seeing____--_someone”

“what? ___-girlfriend___-_? That guy? Who is___--_she___---?”

“No___--_-Idea, I can’t___--__even believe____that he has___---_____one_________a__h_a__ha_”

“Well maybe he_____do____--but the___--__girl___got____--_-tired and left___---_him, then___he committed____a __-suicide__-”

 

I immediately went over them, to head back to my apartment quick, their chit chat is making my head hurt and its going straight into my head like a stabbing knife.

But soon enough, I smiled and hummed a cheerful sound, When I reached my destination

“I’m home!!...I hope you’re not mad about the interruption earlier while conversing, and yeah schools had been a bummer lately, but since you insisted me to go I did”

 

I didn’t receive a response but I immediately entered a room, with a stench that might make others vomit, but I love this scent, it was addicting enough for me, that I couldn’t get enough.

 

“you’re so quiet…as always…well probably you will always will…….forever….beside me….” he lean closer to the young man sitting in the couch with a short black hair and a pale and rotting complexion, to the point where his skin is tearing off away from its muscles, but the man pay it no mind, he touched the young man’s face then kissed his forehead while still smiling.

“ah….You still smell so sweet~… we will be… together….forever, even though I couldn’t bring you back…to life…I’ll cherish…you….More than ever” He looked at the rotting figure, and then he hugged it gently

 

 

“I……love you…so much”

 

……………

 

 

“___--___I……ha….te..you……I…Hate…..hate….._______--_______”

 

 

The man opened wide his eyes, while he immediately looked at the rotting figure in front of him, but nothing is happening.

 

“ahhaha.!..Hahahah!..Hahah…. Haaaaa………I..lied….again….”

 

“…………”

 

 

 

 

 

i'm sorry i sent again in the last minute .___., and btw the story's ending is f*ck up you need to think why is it like that sorry if your about to say “huh?” xD

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Late entry. Let's call it.. a "grand" one, yeah? Grand entry. I like that.

 

 

How to Handle Your Schizoid.

 

It was hot at Universidad Veracruzana. The sun beat on Jason’s back and he was on the far end of the soccer field, shadowed by bleachers and flapping signs for events and fundraising. He was still a freshman when it happened and displayed a surprising set of acts. His face would throb even more from the strain of having to pull muscles into a showcase of emotions.

 

Jason was a schizoid, not displaying any emotional behaviors or particular interests since birth. Administration didn’t know how to handle his case. The child they were faced with did not like to meet their eyes and commented on few, if any, prompts. Chillicothe was a rather normal town where mental health patients were surprises. To say the least there was a pre-established stigma. School held no particular interest to him then; the teachers and faculty members didn’t try to arouse any interest in the boy. They were convinced by Wikipedia that the input-output ratio would be too little. His existence continued like that for many years. The degradation and insults had never had a bark or bite to begin with. He was neither discouraged nor encouraged and no one tried to bother to change that. By his senior year

The exchange program to the sister school in Córdoba accepted his surprising entry anyways. However, Córdoba didn’t fan any flames. It didn’t even have central air conditioning. He spent six months there and completed the last of his school years. He was an adult. Nineteen years of age with no outstanding “life” goals to speak of.

 

And that’s how Jason ended up remaining in Mexico and moving to Veracruz to attend college. That’s how he ended up with a ball connecting squarely with his face, launching him back with a grunt and squawk of indignation. His thesis report slumped somewhat, three papers falling onto the ground as he clutched and covered his face. Footsteps were pounding up and through the stream of tears in his eyes he saw other ones, wild and fearful. Felt hands around his wrists as a voice went fast. Already Jason was uncomfortable. Other players were closing in. His skin was prickling uncomfortably, his eyes downcast and he squirmed as all languages locked down.

 

All of them left but the one. The man still held his wrists and commanded, in no uncertain terms, that Jason would let him buy something to eat and apologize through words and money. No sophomore in college would deny such a situation. Besides, the other male roused something in Jason that he’d hardly felt before in his whole existence. Brown eyes had nothing to do with it, though they were warm and bright. Neither did Jason believe that it was the man’s voice, all rumbles and laughter. But it was his energy.

 

They say crystals provide a center to ground and re-align people. Jason discovered that the man, Christian, was such a rock. When the other touched him he felt sensations. He was not uncomfortable or annoyed to be in his company. He did not protest when Christian’s lips touched his own or when the other put a hand on his back when he laughed. He felt alive. Christian was not his cure but he was something, that was for sure. Jason didn’t like that the man had such an effect on him. He detested him for it daily and that made him love him, or something close to it, even more. And that was all that he could ask for, at the end of the day.

 

Christian made him feel. Christian made existence-

 

Life.

 

 

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Am back again with another entry, hope you like it.

^.^

 

Title: Miracles

Words: 600

 

 

 

‘Beep. Beep.’

 

Dave sleepily woke up, only to find himself surrounded by white. It confused him, especially when he tried to remember what had happened, but could recall nothing. In fact, the only thing he remembered was that his name was Dave.

 

‘Beep. Beep.’

 

Just as he was about to get up and explore this strange place and find out where the noisy beeping came from, a girl in a cloak appeared with a book in hand.

 

“Who are you?” Dave asked.

 

“That you don’t need to know yet.” The girl replied.

 

‘Beep. Beep.’

 

“Erm… Excuse me, but could you tell me where am I?” Dave asked, confused about all this. The person chuckled.

 

The person said. “That, you also don’t need to know. Just know that how you answer me now will affect your life. Now, no more questions from you, only I can ask.”

 

‘Beep. Beep.’

 

Dave grudgingly kept quiet, deciding to let the girl do as she wants.

 

“I can let you see bits of the future and past; however you can only pick one. Which would you chose?”

 

Dave thought for a while before answering smoothly. “I would prefer to look into the past.”

 

“Why?” The girl asked.

 

“Because I want to know who am I and also, I feel like I’m missing something. Maybe looking into the past could help me remember.”

 

‘Beep. Beep.’

 

The person paused for a moment before speaking again. “Alright then.”

 

With that, she waved her hand and he found himself recalling something.

 

“Don’t forget to eat well on the trip, don’t drink while driving, don’t overwork yourself…” The man ranted as he passed him a bag which he accepted.

 

Seeing the man’s uncomfortable expression, he took a step forward and hugged him. “It’ll be fine, I will make it back safely okay? Then we will go and see the aurora like how you always wanted and visit Annie to see how she’s doing.”

 

“Really?” The man said softly, hugging him real tight.

 

“Promise.”

‘Beep. Beep.’

 

Unknowingly, he found himself crying by the end of the memory clip. Somehow, he knew that the man was very important to him, he also knew that he had made a promise yet it seemed like he had broken it. As he wiped away his tears, the girl spoke up again.

 

“How was it?”

 

“It was great, thank you very much.”

 

‘Beep. BEEP.’

 

Dave then noticed that the beeping sound had gotten louder but before he could say anything, the girl cut him off.

 

“It seems like time is almost up. Now then Dave, one final thing, this place is going to collapse so wouldn’t you take my hand and follow me or do you prefer to perish with this place?” The girl asked, offering a hand to him.

 

‘BEEP. BEEP.’

 

Dave jolted as the floor below him started to shake, he could feel the girl’s eyes on him, willing him to take the hand, yet his heart urged him strongly not to.

 

‘BEEP. BEEP.’

 

It was only when parts of the floor crumbled when Dave made up his mind.

 

He looked at the girl and shook his head with a smile just as the floor collapsed, trusting his heart. With that, he closed his eyes and welcomed the fall.

 

It was only after Dave had disappeared did the girl move. She opened her book and cancelled his name. With that, she shut the book and strolled off to her next target.

 

Meanwhile, Dave awoke in a hospital room with his lover, Matthew, the man he had seen, at his bedside crying with happiness.

 

Another miracle...

 

 

 

Hope you liked it....

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ok well...everyone's work is really good!! wow seriously good luck every one

i tried writing in first person this time though i am not sure it turned out as well as my work does in third person but i'll enter anyway....

 

Title: life before the true death

words: 587

 

Suddenly in-taking a sharp breath, I snapped open my eyes, the world was illuminated in a red glow, everything shone in crimson, around the edge of my vision the world dimmed into darkness and disappeared, it was like looking through binoculars. Footsteps. Slow measured footsteps. I tried to turn but my entire body was constrained, pushed against a hard, cold surface.

A man dressed in black, his chest mostly exposed entered my peripheral vision and stayed there so I was straining hard to look at him. Through the red daze that was my sight I could tell that he was strong, his toned muscular chest showed through the neatly ironed white shirt. His eyes glowed an ominous red which foretold tales of my misfortune and his strait black hair flowed over his shoulders like a waterfall, not a kink in it.

He walked over and my eyes flicked back to their natural position but now it was blurred from the strain that they had been put through. I could just see the blurred form of one of the mans slim hands reaching out to touch my forehead before it trailed down my cheek to finally rest just under my jaw. He pushed up sharply forcing the air out of my lungs as I gasped at the pain.

Memories. Memories from before. They flooded back to me in tidal waves of emotion and pain. And I remembered that which I would rather forget. I looked up at the man and remembered. He... He. Had. Saved. Me. I glared daggers at the man above me, now I had finally become that which I had been destined to destroy. I felt my teeth lengthen as my anger grew. But the man was not dissuaded.

Gently he leant down his head so his neck was just above my mouth and with his hand he loosen the strap holding my head in place. Immediately my anger boiled over and I sank my teeth into the mans soft, tender neck. The new teeth slipped easily into the skin and directly into the mans blood stream, I felt and saw the world go dark as my eyes closed again and his sweet blood slipped down my throat like soft velvet, stroking my insides and making me feel warm.

After a long time I slowly extracted my fangs from his neck and lay my head down on the hard surface once more. Breathing heavily and slowly opening my eyes I saw the man above me with a wistful gaze in his eyes.

“You see, Kiru, your ridiculous hatred of us is for naught.” those lips so close to my ear whispering seductively, the hair that was falling beside my face that smelt of freshly ground coffee and so dark it could wash away my past in a shield of darkness.

“how can I live knowing my enemy saved me from death, that I am now a creature I loath.” I questioned, my voice loud in the silent room but it weaved in and out of the darkness never straying from the light but never entering the darkness, my voice reflecting my mind.

“don't live, don't live that life, live a new one. And this time just live.” I heard the whisperings reach my subconscious the meaning slipping through the door left ajar and shutting it, blocking out my past as the lips fell upon my own and the restraints were removed.

I was awakened, free from the past and free from the boundaries of life.

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i only knew today that i won this contest, i cant beleive this. OMG! hehe everyone did pretty well, thank you everyone!

 

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hi! lancelot here, how do i get the manga cover card

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~!! didn't we tell you that you were a genius? "you-know-who" said he'd start loving school if you were the one to write textbooks, that's a miracle you know!!

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