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His true Story will be told in Tomorrow's Newspaper.
Genre: angst, swearing, smut, etc.
Pairing: Shou x Hiroto x Shou, Tora x Shou
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: They wish. Not mine.
Summary: Hiroto loves Shou. Shou loves his arrogant self. Their relationship is a miserable and cruel one. And Tora? Tora's still lost in his own dreamy world Shou once pulled him into.
( His true Story will be told in Tomorrow's Newspaper. ) -
His true Story will be told in Tomorrow's Newspaper.
“Hey.” Shou said when Hiroto entered the house. Hiroto didn’t greet, just gave him a expressionless look. “Pon? What’s wrong?” But Hiroto walked to his room and closed it with a loud bang. A few minutes later he heard someone knocking on his door; ’Now who would that be?’ Hiroto thought. Without even getting the chance to say something Shou had ( Read more... ) -
Another Hiatus?
Hii!!
First of all, I'm really REALLY sorry I don't read//check your journals and the always so cool stories you guys post. u_u. I'm really sorry.
The thing is, I've been SO busy with moving out. I'm living on my own now in a complete other city where I have to study =3. It will take too long if I have to go by train every day.. (6hours to be precise ( Read more... ) -
Well then...
Hello! This is Miroku reporting from the Rainy Country =D! ♥
Today's weather: Grey Grey, Rainy Day with a soft cold breeze. Temperature? Check it out yourself! I'm not going out in the Rain to check it for you folks! ~.~'
._. Boring day.
Yesterday I went to Batman: The dark Knight. And I loved it ._.''!! ♥ I've always been a Batman fan. But StarWars ( Read more... ) -
SparklingRebels.
"Shou!" His mother called him from downstairs, again. "Shouu!!" She repeated.
Shou was busy studying and his mother always called him to do the dirty jobs in the house.
"No!" He yelled back. "I'm busy with school and will not do the laundry OR the dishes mom!" He sighed in frustration and tried to focus on the books and papers in front of him. ( Read more... ) -
NewspaperAdventures.
One early Morning.
I read in the Newspaper.
You were searching for your missing heart.
I searched through the
Deepest seas, empty countries,
Dangerous woods and Neverlands.
With pain and scars I went home.
Your missing heart I can not return.
As far as the stars will reach, One fell down.
Falling Stars, I always take home.
As this one carried a package.
Your ( Read more... ) -
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And even when I fall,
You will not catch me.
No matter how deep.
I am sinking.
Blue, White. Black.
Colours that taking over my sight.
And You just dissapear.
Into a cloud,
Of Candy Light and Sparkles.
And My wish,
Just take me with you.
♥
