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Breathless IA tall girl with navy blue hair, tied into a high bun, was putting her books in her locker. Focused on placing her books in the right order, she didn't notice the boy a few feet away from her. He was tall, and piercings covered the majority of his face. Without them, he would be very handsome. He wore his short auburn hair in metallic spikes. She still hadn't noticed him. He made his way over quietly, gently leaning his body against her back, breathing against her neck, making her gasp in surprise. She could feel it, that look he always gave her, like he owned her. It sent shivers down her spine.Breathless I in Fan Fiction
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She turned around to face him. Turning a little pink at how close their faces were, she dropped her gaze. She couldn't stand staring into his eyes. They were so lifeless now. It was like staring into an empty hallway. There never seemed to be an end. It just went on, and on. It scared her. She hated it. She hated that he stared at her like that. He knew that it made her uncomfortable. It was w
Breathless VII -KonanXPein-It was a stormy night, she could hear him crying over the pounding of heavy rain drops. She bit her lower lip nervously and looked over to Yahiko who was sound asleep. She crept out of bed silently tip toeing to the other room.Breathless VII -KonanXPein- in Fan Fiction
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She made sure no one else was up, opening the door to the new kid's room. She could see him curled up in a tight ball, he was hugging his knees and gently rocking himself.
"Hey, need some company?" she asked as quietly as she could hoping he heard her. He looked up quickly, searching for the owner of the voice, noticing the little girl with dark hair at his door way.
"Y-yeah..." he choked through sobs. She wore a comforting smile on her face and sat down on his bed, he scooted over to leave her room. She looked at him apprehensively as he choked another sob, "Oh, come here, everything's going to be fine, okay?" she said pulling the taller boy into a hug, he cried on her shoulder for a while.
It felt like hours, could have been minutes though, she didn
Breathless VIII -KonanXPein-The eldest man look at the children with serious eyes, which had a small spark in them, an unidentifiable emotion to children minds, the spark however, quickly faded, leaving nothing but anticipation.Breathless VIII -KonanXPein- in Fan Fiction
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"As I have said, we have a situation." the kids breathes could be heard hitching at the sound of seriousness in his voice. All of them bore troubled features, a few were murmuring to each other while the man wasn't speaking, all but 2.
Nagato shot a look at Yahiko who was wearing the most serious face he'd ever seen, though his eyes betrayed him, displaying the worry that occupied his soul. The dark haired boy simply couldn't fathom what was troubling him the most, the fact that the owners called everyone up, or that Yahiko seemed to be feeling something.
In the short time Nagato had been here, he didn't need a university degree to know that the auburn haired boy wasn't a fan of socialism and happiness, nor any other emotion for that matter.
"I would like to apologize in advance, for what
Breathless IIThe alarm blared in her ears, starling Konan awake. With a grunt she flung her arm over to her night table and put the alarm on snooze. With a content sigh, she snuggled into her warm covers. They were so comfy. And warm. And comfy. She never wanted to get out of bed. Before she knew it, the alarm rang again, with a sigh she turned it off. It was 7h15 in the morning. She slipped out of her bed, but draped the still warm bed covers around her naked body. What, she didn't like sleeping in pyjamas. A lot of people slept nude. Still draped in her covers, she opened the door to her room and peered down the hallway. The bathroom door was closed. She frowned. It was strange for Pein to be up so early.Breathless II in Fan Fiction
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The door opened abruptly, starting the sleepy teen. She could feel a reddish tint slowly making its way up her face. Pein was still wet all over. His hair was sticking to his head, water droplets trickling down his smooth skin, slithering down his muscles and curves, painting a completely new im