Moments of torturing silence follow Asami’s words. Akihito scrutinizes the face of the man standing right in front of him, desperate for a crack on his iron mask, a hint to his well-hidden thoughts. Talk about what, Asami? His gaze wanders from the amber eyes up to the soft dark locks, then down to the luscious wet lips. In an instant, he becomes
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*slaps asami* dont just leave like that!
cant wait for more!!!
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Please update soon......
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wtf was THAT about?
sorry but...wow...Asami but be bloody demented to be doing this. Somehow...this reminds me of Hamlet...with Ophelia...
Hamlet: (blah blah blah) I did love you once.
Ophelia: Indeed, my lord. You made me believe so.
Hamlet: You should have not believed me, for virtue cannot so inoculate our old stock but we shall relish of it. I loved you not.
Ophelia: I was the more deceived.
doesn't it?
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Your Shakespearian parallel fits perfectly well indeed! Now you've made me curious. Must read Hamlet (I've only read Macbeth *blushes in shame*)
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I'll check out the Old English Man once I've got some spare time ;)
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Yes, I agree. It's time Akihito got a break! *wings meaningfully*
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