The Ryuugen Slave
A young boy at the approximate age of ten swore as he clawed at a pair of hands hands that were clasped firmly around his slender neck. "Please!" He begged voice feeble "let go of me!" His voice was pleading; desperate even, for he was short of breath and his vision was growing blurry. He felt tears dripping down his cheeks; his strength lacking with every passing moment. Suddenly though, he fell to the floor air rushing into his lungs as he let out a mighty gasp.
He stared up into his attacker's venomous eyes, his chest heaving and he felt fear course through his veins. He wanted to say something, but he was far too afraid to do so, and besides, whenever he opened is mouth nothing would come out. "What a naughty little boy you are, Xiao Long " the silver-haired child shivered at the sound of the man's sadistic-sounding voice; a voice laced with venom and disdain "You're lucky I didn't decide to punish you any more~ No, you're l
Boulevard of Broken DreamsBoulevard of Broken Dreams3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I gave a roll of my eyes as I walked out of the movie theater. I had seen all of the movies in the series there had only been three anyway, counting the one I had just seen and I would gladly say that this one I wasn't too fond of. Why did most movies end up getting worse the farther they went along? The third Men In Black wasn't something that I was willing to see again. Today was a day in which I felt like breaking my routine. I didn't have classes, so I didn't need to do anything; I decided to do something that I normally don't do for my free day.
Going to the movies wasn't something that I did on a normal basis; normally someone had to drag me to get me out of my room both at school, and at the house that I grew up in. It wasn't that today was special it was any other day, in my opinion and it certainly wasn't because I was sick of hanging around in my room. I preferred it in my room, but...... After the most recent circumstances I didn't want
A Broken CrownA Broken Crown3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Come here." An orange-haired man ordered a teenaged boy, who obliged immediately, his crystal-blue eye expressing nothing. Not even the slightest hint of life was allowed to leak through But he was far from dead; nor was he of the living-dead. He was no zombie he was just a simple human boy well, technically he was not a boy. He's not a female, either. Actually, he is both born with both male and female genitalia he is 97% male and 3% female. A Hermaphrodite.
The fire-haired man smiled approvingly, pulling the boy even closer to him. "Very good. What an obedient puppy you are." He stroked the teen's pale cheek with his thumb. "Hnn Hikari Won't you talk to me? You're usually such an inquisitive one around me " No response. " Perhaps you want to skip talking and progress towards the fun part?" He chuckled to himself, but when he received no answer, he grew frustrated.
He sighed, staring at the shorter boy, who's figure was bea
Don't Let Him"No....." I cried into the older mans shirt; soaking it with my tears. I felt his hand gently stroke the white hair that adorned my head as I continued to cry. I normally didn't cry on such occasions, but today was the biggest exception. I would cry only because it was a sad day the day that my father had lost his life. It would have been sad any way that he had died, but this was even worse than what it should have been. We were all taken unaware.Don't Let Him3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He didn't die from old age, nor did he die from the cancer that had been eating away at his bones for close to a year now. He had died because someone hit him. Someone hit him with their car, and they didn't even stop. If it would have been cancer I would have had more time with him, but it hadn't been that. The hit-and-run was what took his life so suddenly.
He was the only person I would let myself cry over. I wouldn't even let me cry for myself.
The only relative that ever cared for me like he should have was gone. He was gone, and
:EnGarde- Ch 3::EnGarde- Ch 3:3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The whole family stared at Caleb in alarm, Alec furrowing his eyebrows in confusion.
Didn't he just tell me I was his first friend? He thought to himself. How does he get a girlfriend when he's so busy with fencing?
"Um," Caleb looked down, his cheeks burning with embarrassment. "Yeah, I met her through my parents. Her name's Haley."
Danni and Elaine glanced over at Alec, who was glaring at his plate, his fist clenched tightly around his napkin, his knuckles turning white. They noticed his eyes becoming glossy with the threat of tears. He quickly pushed himself away from the table and stood up, his hair falling into his eyes.
"Excuse me," He whispered, tossing the napkin onto the dinner table and stalking out of the room. Caleb's gaze followed the golden-haired teen through the doorway, his eyes spelling confusion. His head turned back to the table, his expression filled with perplexity.
"What just happened?" He asked, rubbing h
Perpetual RenaissancePerpetual Renaissance3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Perhaps it was preposterous to turn something like this in yes, the homework assignment the day previous was to write a poem but a poem like this? Ran thought no, knew he could do better. He could have chosen a subject he actually liked such as vampires or nighttime something he was good at writing and describing; but did he? No. He had to go and choose a topic that was completely and utterly foreign to him love. Yes, he had experienced infatuation before which he foolishly mistook to be love but that did not mean he was familiar with the emotion per se. Ran loved to experience knew things and he strived to become a better poet, so he figured it would be nice to try a new element a new tactic He thought it would be a wonderful new adventure was it? No.
Even so; what had compelled him to write about this ungodly thing? As of now; he wasn't positive
A New Past: Version 2A New Past: Version 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ran blinked his multi-colored eyes open in confusion when he heard a soft vibrating sound come from the other side of the room. He was about to sit up and investigate, when he heard the light "tap, tap, tap" of fingers hitting a keyboard. He then assumed Hisoka had received a late-night text message. He rolled his eyes in frustration and pulled the blankets over his head, letting his eyes closed again. He heard another vibration, followed by that same tapping sound. Once again, he attempted to sleep once more, when there was another vibration.
He grew frustrated and pulled the blankets down slightly, subtly rolling over so as not to alarm his roommate and peered at his through narrowed eyes. His raven-haired companion looked disheveled in the soft glow of his cell phone, and the luminescent light turned his skin a ghostly white color, revealing small bags under his eyes, and blood-shot sclera. He honestly appeared to be a mess, in the raven's opinion. Not to mention his mess
WarzoneWarzone3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Lucas, you have to understand!" Her voice seemed to fill with rage as she said these words. We were fighting again; this time was much worse than the others. It was what I caught her doing that did it.
"Understand what, Alex? That you had a reason to do that? That you had every reason to fuck another guy when you knew that I could find you?"
"That's... That's not the point." She had faltered for a split second, and that was all that I needed. Alexis was a beautiful person I thought the beauty was both inside and out. That obviously wasn't the case. The beauty on the outside outmatched the beauty on the inside far more than I could have imagined.
I had first been entranced by her beauty during a job that needed to be done; then I did something stupid, and it led me here. Instead of carrying on with the job I spoke with her. Once I had gotten close enough I studied her wonderful features as I spoke with her. She had flowing brown hair that looked as good as the finest silk, an
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A watch group.
That was what Matthew, Gilbert and Johnny had become. They were constantly watching over Arthur.
At first they had come to the house in order to comfort him, but as soon as Arthur had turned suicidal, they made it their mission to watch the man twenty-four/ seven.
Yes, Arthur had gone suicidal. He just couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't deal with the fact that he was alive and Alfred was dead. It was too much for his feeble heart.
So he tried to kill himself.
The first time had ended in failure. He had gone into the kitchen and pulled out the biggest knife he could find, then he had pressed it against his throat, ready to slice his life away. It was Johnny that had stopped him. He had gone into the kitchen for a snack when he'd witnessed Arthur about to cut his throat. He pulled the knife away (much to Arthur's dismay) and forced him to sit down.
The second time was in his bedroom. Matthew had walked in on Arthur trying to set up a noose. When Arthur
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Arthur stared at the blue haired teen at his doorstep. Johnny gulped once before looking down at the floor with embarrassment.
"Hello Arthur." He mumbled. Arthur crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes at him.
"Yes. Hello Johnny," Arthur sneered with venom. "Why are you here?"
Johnny looked up at him. "Um I wanted to um "
"Yes?" the Brit urged.
"I wanted to um Iwantedtoapologizetothebastard!"
Arthur raised a bushy eyebrow at him. "Really?"
"Yes." Johnny replied with hesitation.
Arthur continued to stare at the boy. After realizing that he meant every word he'd said, he smiled with gratitude. "Why don't you come inside Johnny?" Arthur offered. Johnny nodded and stepped into the household. He saw Daniel sitting on the couch in the large living room. He was holding a Wii remote, jabbing at the buttons and yelling curses at the blonde American beside him.
"I don't even know why you bother playing Alfred! I'm going to kick your a
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"What do you mean 'There's nothing we can do'?!" Arthur yelled into his phone's receiver.
"I'm sorry sir, but there's no way that we'll send out a search team for a deceased person," the man on the other end said calmly. "We send our condolences."
"Like hell you do!" Arthur cried. "And F.Y.I., he isn't dead! We recently found out that the body lying inside his casket was a Mr. Raymond B. Jensen. Alfred is still very much alive somewhere!" Arthur could hear the shuffling of papers. The policeman choked slightly on the coffee he had sipping.
"Did you say Raymond Jensen?!" he asked hysterically.
"Yes. How does it concern you?"
"We've been looking for that man for a long time. You just helped us solve a major case!"
The policeman's teammates cheered happily. Arthur put his hand on his hip. "Well, that's all very well and good then. Now, since I've helped you, why don't you help me?"
The man grumbled a response before sighing. "Alright Mr. Kirkland.
What is the Difference?"Bryon?" I looked down at the shorter boy over the top of my book. Alan my younger brother of thirteen years was looking at me in an expectant manner. I raised an eyebrow at him before continuing on with where I had left off in the novel. "Can I ask you something?"What is the Difference?3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You just did, but you can always ask another." I replied in a serious manner; one in which broke when Jon our cousin that shared my age snorted slightly. He was leaning against one of the far walls, and he gave me a smirk. His once light brown hair had turned such a dark shade that it was almost black, but it was still noticeably brown.
"What are Mudbloods?" Alan asked; completely ignoring my somewhat teasing tone. I closed my book slowly before looking at him once again. He did look curious on the matter, but the question had Jon and Ashlyn our a younger sister; a year younger than Alan turning their heads towards us. Jon looked about as surprised as I felt while the younger girl l
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"What?" Arthur managed to say. Alfred looked down at the hands he was holding. The soft, pale while, beautiful hands with expertly cut fingernails.
He looked back at his lover, catching the worry in his forest green's. Arthur's lips were trembling, tears in the corners of his eyes. He sniffed once, trying desperately not to burst into tears. Everything about the Brit was perfect. He loved him so much, and now he had to leave him again.
The velvet box in his back pocket suddenly felt like a ton of bricks. "Baby I'm sorry, but I have to go." He told him.
The sad frown on Arthur's face grew angry. "Okay," he said as he stood up. "I'll see you when you get home."
Alfred watched as Arthur left the room, dumbfounded. He couldn't believe that Arthur had just casually dismissed this grave matter with a simple "ok". He was acting as though Alfred was on his way to the supermarket! "Wait a minute!" Alfred shouted. He pushed himself off of the couch and ran towards Arthur. "Is that re
War effort Ch 5War effort Ch 53 years ago in Drama More Like This
Alfred walked into the living room, searching for his lover.
"Arthur?" He called as he searched. He smiled after recognizing his boyfriend's messy blonde hair in the couch reading a book while drinking Earl Grey. He snuck up behind the Brit and blew into his ear.
Arthur immediately covered his now red ear. He turned around with a look of surprise on his face. "Why would you do that?" he asked him. Alfred smiled.
"I wanted to get your attention." He replied. Arthur frowned at him.
"Well you've got it now," the Brit retorted. "What do you want?"
Alfred put a finger to his chin. He thought about what he was about to say before grinning. "Hi!" he answered cheerfully.
Arthur stared at his boyfriend intently. He tried to hide the smile threatening to cross his face, but it was of no use.
"Hi?!" the Brit managed to reply before bursting into hysterics. "You came all the way here just to say hi?"
Alfred took a seat beside the hysterical man. He wrapped a loving a
Captive Hearts - Chapter OneCaptive Hearts - Chapter One3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It seemed to be a typical Tuesday morning; the air was crisp; the sun bright; and not a single could was visible in the gentle blue sky However, it was not an average day - for something had gone amiss. Actually, something had been wrong for almost three months ... It was obvious to every one of the prison guards and inmates and everyone was worried; a certain few more than others. One, to be exact and that was Jason.
The purple-haired adult stared out of an open window in which warm sunlight poured through, bathing him in a soft gold. He felt his heart lurch as he heard his fellow guards murmuring quietly to one-another. They were talking about Xavier talking about the one he loved the most. Oh yes; they were worried about the silver-haired beauty when he never returned from his one-week vacation. And they still were but they simply couldn't pass up a chance at gossip.
The first week the male never returned was filled with commotio
Feli Ch 9Feli Ch 93 years ago in Drama More Like This
Feliciano flew through the hospital doors at a breakneck pace. His tear-filled eyes scanned the room frantically before landing on the receptionist's desk. He quickly made his way to the blonde man at the desk and slammed his hands against the counter in order to gain his attention.
The blonde jumped with surprise before smiling at the frantic Italian. "Oui. What may I do for you sir?"
"My brother is here! I need to see him!" he cried. "What room is he in? Tell me what room he's in! Why won't you tell me? I need to see him now!!"
"Alright. Please calm down mon ami," the blonde said in a calming voice. "What is his name?"
"Lovino Vargas." Feli answered.
"Hmm. I see," he hummed as he typed. He looked up at the Italian and smiled. "And what is your name?"
Feli was taken aback by the unexpected question but answered anyway. "Feliciano, but all my friends call me Feli."
"Would you mind if I called you Feli?"
Feli shrugged. "Ve. I-I guess it would
Feli Ch 8Feli Ch 83 years ago in Drama More Like This
Ludwig sat on the opposite side of the large table at Kiku and Heracles reception party. He stared at his older brother with a look of disgust as he watched him devour a plate of lamb burgers complete with some Greek sauce called "Tzatziki". He had to look away for a moment when his brother began to speak, allowing him to see a full view of the dead animal rolling around in his mouth.
Matthew noticed Ludwig's discomfort and sighed. "Gilbert, don't speak with your mouth full. Should I really be telling you this? You're already twenty-eight years old."
Gilbert swallowed the meat in his mouth and smiled. "Sorry hon. Forgot."
"It's alright. Just don't do it again eh? I'm pretty sure you're brother doesn't enjoy watching you eat a large pound of lamb."
Gilbert turned to look at his younger brother and grinned. "Sorry bruder," he sneered. Ludwig scoffed. "No, really bruder! I am truly sorry."
"I'm so sure," Ludwig mumbled under his breath. Gilbert only stu
(m/m) The Boy in the Tank(m/m) The Boy in the Tank2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Will Gibson smiled, pleasantly, at the security clerk as he handed over his ID card. The man behind the desk returned his smile, glancing at the familiar plastic card in an absent way before running it through the computer's scanner. It only took a couple of seconds for the computer to log the time and date and authorize Will's arrival. The security clerk removed the ID card but paused, briefly, before handing it back to him.
'It's going to be out of date soon,' he told Will, 'we update them every year so we'll be retaking photos next month.' His eyes flickered between the small grainy photograph and the tall, dark man in front of him, taking-in the change in hair length and the other minimal differences.
'It's a pity,' he said, 'it's not a bad picture of you, is it?' Will shrugged, indifferently, reaching out to retrieve the card and straightening his collar.
'I usually photograph well,' he commented, 'I'm lucky in that respect.' He replaced the card in his leather shoulder bag and pr
(m/m) Dollmaker Prt.3There was nothing much more between them that night. David, in all his late nights driven by obsession, had never experienced such a complete and thorough exhaustion. He carefully dried Julio's skin, running thick fluffy towels over his body and stroking and murmured until the boy ceased to tremble and his muscles relaxed. It was like comforting an infant, David reflected, as he lay Julio down beside him and continued to coax and soothe with his hands, but there was a certain sensuality to his actions that could not be denied. It was what he had intended, dreamt of and worked towards, after all. Each caress carried the whisper of desire and Julio leaned into him and sighed deliciously, satisfied and just slightly aroused by his touch.(m/m) Dollmaker Prt.33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He soon fell asleep and David followed him gratefully, burying his face in Julio's hair and breathing him in. He had fantasized about this, he had so longed for this, but the reality was more than his imagination could have conjured, complete with the har
Feli Ch 4Feli Ch 43 years ago in Drama More Like This
Feli stared at the clock. It read 7:30 am. He looked back at the eggs he was cooking on the stove.
He was nervous. There was no reason to deny it. He was really going to do this.
He ran a hand through his hair. He finished off the eggs and put them on a plate. He then put the plate on a tray that already had two sets of bacon, sausage, toast, Fruit Loops with milk and apple juice. He picked up the tray and stared at the door. He took a deep breath before running out of the door. He ran up the steps to Ludwig's apartment.
When he reached Ludwig's apartment, he stared at the doorbell. He wasn't sure he could really do this. Was he really about to ask Ludwig if he'd eat breakfast with him? It seemed ridiculous, not to mention stupid.
But if I don't ask him, who will eat this with me? he wondered. He realized that he had to ask him. He puffed up his cheeks and rang the doorbell with one hand while he held the tray with the other. He quickly grabbed the tray with both han
War effort Ch 9War effort Ch 93 years ago in Drama More Like This
Arthur sat alone on the large couch in the living room he used to share with Alfred. He stared blankly at the television screen, not moving, waiting for the American to casually waltz into the room and turn it on. New tears fell from his forest green eyes as he realized that Alfred wouldn't be there to turn on the TV anymore.
Matthew stood in the kitchen with dried tear stains on his cheeks. He didn't say anything; he only stared out the large window at the playground outside. He could remember the time Alfred had dragged him there and forced him to have some "fun". Even though he'd been angry at his brother for taking him there against his will, he couldn't help but realize that he'd enjoyed himself. Alfred could bring out the joy in almost anything.
He chuckled to himself quietly. It figured. The minute he'd found out that his brother was dead was the minute he'd felt his entire world crash down around him. He could feel new tears begin to sting his eyes once again while he rem
Silver Night [Yaoi] Chapter 2Silver Night [Yaoi] Chapter 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Paring: Dick x Connor
Nightwing Richard "Dick" Grayson alias Dan Danger *look*
Superboy Connor Kent alias Dean Danger *look*
Miss Martian Megan (M'gann) Morse alias Dawn Danger *look*
"What the heck happened"?! Miss Martian was trying to find out, 'coz Nightwing's and Superboy's behavior were awful. Well.. she was the only one who saw that. No one else from Young League Only she was sharp enough to see those weird things like Nightwing saying "I need to check something" and running away from the place where Superboy comes. Actually Dean wasn't better he was saying "I have to walk wolf" whenever he saw Dick. No one was bright enough to ask "Why are you going out with him sixth time today?" for example.
Megan sighed. She was ac
Feli Ch 6Feli Ch 63 years ago in Drama More Like This
Feli couldn't help but grin along with Gilbert as he held Ludwig's hand. The two had begun to talk about wedding plans after Gilbert had proposed to Matthew. Meanwhile Matthew was in the kitchen making phone calls to his family and friends about the engagement.
Ludwig only looked on at them. He didn't want to say that he felt a bit left out but he felt left out. Every time Feli looked at him though, he would smile, as if saying he was okay. The truth was, though, that he had never been very good at making friends (or the social scene at all), so he wasn't used to all of these eccentric people talking like this.
Feli noticed this and turned to look at him. "Luddy," he said. "Are you happy for your brother?"
Ludwig blinked at him. Then he began to laugh. "Of course!" he waved his free hand dismissively. "He's my brother! And it's not like I couldn't see it coming!"
Gilbert's eyes widened with surprise. "Really? How long have you seen this coming, West?"
"Ever since y
War effort Ch 4War effort Ch 43 years ago in Drama More Like This
Johnny just could not keep the scowl off of his face. He hated him. He hated him so much. He had been sitting offstage, coughing and sneezing, for three hours now. THREE! The audience just could not get enough of the band onstage. The band he was a part of. He balled his hands into fists as he watched the group begin to finish their sixth song.
Actually, he was watching the lead singer, Arthur Kirkland. He just couldn't stop staring at him. At his messy blonde hair. At his beautiful emerald eyes. At his luscious pink lips and his fine tuned ass. He closed his eyes and forced himself to stop brooding long enough to listen to his beloved's amazing voice. He could feel himself beginning to smile.
That is, until he heard another voice harmonizing with his. A voice that didn't belong to the other band members. His eyes snapped open and rested on the tall blonde that was singing alongside Arthur. He scowled.
He just could not stop hating him. Alfred F. Jones. Th
Feli Ch 2Feli Ch 23 years ago in Drama More Like This
Ludwig had to get his keys. They were in his pocket. He could have easily gotten it, but he didn't want to ask the young Italian to hold the grocery bags he had in his hands for him. Feli had already been through enough today, he didn't want to make him do more.
Ludwig had met Feliciano Vargas and the way home from a shopping trip. Feli had been ganged up upon by thugs. They were very close to raping the poor boy. If Ludwig hadn't shown up at that moment He shook his head. He didn't want to think about what could have happened. He was only going to focus on the positives.
Feli was silent behind him even though he'd been talking up to this point (not that he minded. He was cute when he talked). Ludwig looked over his shoulder at him. "Feli? What's wrong?" he asked.
Feli had kept his eyes on the ground as he walked. He looked up at him hesitantly. "I-I won't break you know."
He now had Ludwig's full attention.