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Chapter 10 (excerpt)

Notes: Today, Anastasia meets the girls for the first time. She is hanging out with them and doing a “dry run”. Hakkai shows up. Posting this is a bit of a spoiler. But so was the Draken chapter. I want to post things here but you’re also seeing bits of the story that you probably shouldn’t be seeing yet. :) But oh well…I mean what’re ya gonna do, y’know? So, I hope if anyone reads this that they enjoy it. The year is 2011. Anastasia is 22, Mitsuya is 20, Hakkai is 19, Luna is 13 and Mana is 11. Long periods of italicized text represent character’s thoughts.

Excerpt From: Love Endures by: bluespiritpaintedlady on Ao3

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Taking his apron off, he hung it by the kitchen door on the hook and walked back out into the living room to see what the girls were up to. What the hell? Panic struck his heart. Cold black icy panic. They were gone. Where are they?!? “Lunaaaaa! Manaaaaaa!! Anastasiaaaa!” What’s going on here? Where are they? He rushes towards the door only to have it swung open, narrowly missing his face. “Oh shit! Sorry, Taka-chan!” He starts laughing.

“Hakkai?! What are you doing here?” He lowers his voice a tad. “I specifically told you not to come over today because I was going to be interviewing people for the Nanny job.”

Hakkai looks back over his shoulder to where Anastasia and the two girls are playing hopscotch on the sidewalk and points his thumb behind him. “Yeah… “interviewing” huh? Isn’t that the girl that broke yer heart at the fashion show? What’s she doing here?”

He said it a bit gruffly. Mitsuya had to smile. Hakkai gets more upset for me than even I get upset, he thinks to himself and rolls his eyes. “Hakkaiiiiii, you gotta let the things that happen in my life go. I’m a big boy, y’know? I can take care of myself, ok?” “Yeah, well, that’s all fine and good”, he mumbles, “but anyone ever hurts you, I’ll kill ‘em”.

Mitsuya could only make out the words ‘hurt’, ‘you’ and ‘kill’ but the meaning of his words were very clear. “Violence is not the answerrrr, Hakkai. You know that.” “Jussayin is all. Somebody’s gotta watch yer back…especially now that yer basically out of Toman”. Some hurt comes to his face.

“Hey, Hakk, buddy, look…we talked about this, remember? I need to do this. For the girls, for Draken, for me. It doesn’t mean I love any of you guys any less, I just needed to break away for my family’s sake.”

“Yeah, but you have to leave your other family in order to do it”. “Hakkai, I didn’t LEAVE you guys. I mean not really. I’m right here! And I’m not going anywhere, ok?”

He puts his arm around Hakkai’s back, hanging his hand on his shoulder (Hakkai is way too tall for Mitsuya to do anything else) and walks out towards the girls. “Hey, there you guys are! I didn’t know where you went. Heh heh…” He shoots a little look over at Anastasia. She mouths the word ‘sorry’ and shrugs.

“Kashi, stop worrying all the time, we’re fine. Anastasia’s here with us. You don’t have to be so stressed about us all the time. I’m thirteeennn!” “Ok, I know that. But you also know our rules, right? And they arrrre…?” He crosses his arms and waits for them to repeat the directive… “Don’t go anywhere unless we ask or tell you first.” Luna repeats the rule with exaggerated eyerolls. “I know, but…”

“I can’t really be mad at Anastasia because she didn’t know our rule, yet. But now she does so I’m sure it won’t happen again. “See? This is what I’m talkin about, Stasia.” Mitsuya turns wide-eyed. “This is what you’re talking about, huh? Come here you little urchin”, she screams and runs behind Hakkai. “Save me Hawky-san!” 

“Soooo, not only are you guys on a nickname basis with each other already, after just a coupla hours by the way, but now you’re sharin secrets?! Wow…well, ok. It looks like I’m no longer needed here. Come on Hakkai, let’s go grab a beer.” “Yosssh! I’m down”, he says and they start to walk away down the sidewalk.

“Noooo, Kashiii! I was just joking!” When he hears the little tremble at the end of the word, he turns around, his heart breaking. “Aww, come here my little kawaii on’nanoko”. “Oniichannnn!”, she yells and runs to him and buries her face in his chest.

“Hey, I was just messin with you. We would never leave you, right Hakkai?” Hakkai vigorously shakes his head. “You know you’re pretty lucky to have not just one amazing brother, but you have Hakkai, too”. “Hey!”, he shouts and punches Mitsuya in the arm. “Ow! Fucker!” He punches him back.

Mana, who is watching the whole thing with a goofy grin on her face starts repeating very loudly, “Fucker! Fucker! Fuuuucckerrr!” “Shit! Sorry, Mana. Taka shouldn’t have said that.” He shoots a death stare at Hakkai. “Shit! Shit! Shit!” Now she’s laughing. “Ugh, I can’t win with these guys”, he facepalms and looks to Anastasia for help again.

She crinkles up her nose in thought and when the idea comes she holds up her finger, as if to say, ‘Aha!’ “Oh Mana! I forgot I had a surprise for you inside. Let’s go see it, ok?” “Ooooh! Yay! I can’t wait.” And they run off inside together. The other three follow closely behind her.

Suddenly, Mitsuya stops, he puts an arm out in front of Hakkai to keep him from moving forward and lets Luna continue on in the house, running after Mana and Anastasia. He looks over at his friend.

“Soooo, I can’t help but notice you’re still here, Hakkai”. He gives him a look. “Ok, yeah, so I know you said not to come today but in my defense I didn’t know she’d still be here for dinner. I mean, what the fuck? Is she moving in or something?” A clear twinge of jealousy ripples across his surface.

“Stop, Hakkai, she’s not moving in and she’s not taking me away from you”. He rolls his eyes. “Things have just been going really…well and so I just let things progress to see how they turned out. This is all a dry-run for her. A test…” “Well, did she pass?”

“Oh, yeah. I can’t imagine anyone more perfect, um, for this position.” He can’t deny the slight blush on his cheeks and Hakkai definitely notices it. “Well, what about me?? I’m perfect too, right, Taka-chan?”

He gives Mitsuya his best puppy dog eyes, trying to cover up his hurt. Mitsuya praises him, and tells him that, yes, he is perfect and it’s as if all the lights in the city had been turned on at once right beneath his surface. He's just like Luna in that way, he thought to himself. “We REALLY need to find you a girlfriend tho, my friend. You’re too beautiful to be single.”

“Well, I agree but…”, he can’t say it out loud. “I’m sorry if I’m being annoying or clingy, Taka-chan.” He hung his head in shame and hurt. “Hakkaaaaiiiii…”

He looked up and Mitsuya was right there. He blushed slightly as much as he tried to keep it from happening and Mitsuya embraced him. “You’re my brother... Will I ever leave those two girls?” “No.” “Then, will I ever leave you?” “No, I guess not.” “And beyond that, you’re also my best friend. That’s for life. I’m just saying that you need someone else in your life that loves you as much as I do. More, actually.” “Ok…”, he says and a smile slowly creeps back onto his face.

And then boom, just like that he picks back up with his typical manic self. “I basically just want to find a girl version of you tho, Mitsuya.” “Hakkaaaiii….”, he corrects mildly and shakes his head. “She’d be pretty ugly, don’t ya think?” “Taka-CHAN! You shouldn’t say such things about yourself. You’re the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen! Women would love to look as beautiful as you…” “Oh yeah? Well, what about you, Mr. Model?” He blushes again.

“Yeah, well, obviously I’m not pretty enough or I’d be winning hearts left and right. “Noooo, we’ve been over this a thousand times, Hakkai. You’ll never find someone if you spend all your time here with us. You gotta get out there and meet people, talk to them, engage in conversations…” “You know I can’t talk to girls tho, Taka-chan. I freeze up, man. I don’t know what it is…” “Ok…”

He knows he has to tread lightly here. “Well, what about boys, then?” An offended gasp is heard. “Nooo, I don’t like boys. Well, except maybe one…” He turns scarlet.

“Ok…” Mitsuya knows who they are talking about now. “And does that boy feel the same about you?” “I…I…I don’t think so. But I keep hoping he will”. “Well… Maybe, you’re barking up the wrong tree with that one?” “Maybe… but I love him so much.” He’s back to scarlet.

“I know you do, I know…” He puts his hand on Hakkai’s shoulder. “…and he’d be lucky to have you. You are amazing, Hakkai. You just need to find someone who sees you the way you see m-uh-him. Right?” “Ok, but again, I can’t talk to girls and there isn’t anyone out there who sees me like that. No one ever could.”

“But, you don’t know that, Hakkai!”, he said with a bit more frustration than he should’ve had. “Because you’ve never really tried to find them. Plus, you were talkin just fine to Anastasia…” “That’s different.” “Why is it different? She’s a girl…” “I dunno, Taka… Maybe because she’s yours and cuz you expect me too.” “Hey, she’s not mine or anything, Hakk”. A flutter flies through his body at the thought, though.

“Well, whatever. She might as well be. I already know she will be.” “How could you possibly know that, Hakkai? We might as well have just met…” “I can just tell, Takaaa. Plus, I know because it’s YOU. You’re amazing and charming and reeeally good-looking and smart, I mean, come onnn, do I have to keep going here? No one can resist you, man.” “Uhhhh, I beg to differ… seeing as I’ve only been in one serious relationship and it didn’t even last 6 months. Nothin to write home about, in the end… Unless it was about how awful it was. Ugh….”

“Yeah, but that’s just more of why you’re so amazing. You put everybody else’s desires and needs ahead of your own. You sacrificed what youneeded in life to take care of everyone else… Luna, Mana, Me… And so you never even gave yourself the time or opportunity to get close to anyone.” “Well, ok…yeah, but…” “But, nothing. You are amazing! And you don’t see it for some strange reason.”

“Hey, wait a minute! How did this turn into something about me? We’re talking about YOU and how you need to meet a girl.” Hakkai rolls his eyes and sighs loudly. “Come on. You need to at least try, Hakkai. Try and talk to someone, anyone.” “Why? People are stupid. None of them hold a candle to you��. “Hakkaiiiii! Oh my God, I’m going to smack you!”, he says and shakes his head.

Oh boy… I’ve really let this go on for far too long, haven’t I?, he thinks to himself. I’m gonna end up having to really hurt his heart in order to get him to move on with his life and I REALLY don’t want to do that. Especially after all the progress he’s made…all the work I put into helping him grow. This is going to be brutal. He tries to push it aside and turns to Hakkai again.

“Ok, look you can join us for dinner but then you have to go home, ok?” “Fine! You don’t have to be so mean, Taka-chan!” Mitsuya chuckles. “I’m establishing boundaries, Hakkai. I’m not being mean…” Yet, he thinks and drops his head. They walk into the house.

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Just posted chapter 12 & 13 over on Ao3! Yay! And since I’m still behind on here, I’ll put up an excerpt from chapter 9. This is a bit of a rough chapter though. It’s about the main female OC’s past (one part of her continuing backstories) and it’s kinda intense. I’m not really sure which part to include, cuz it’s such heavy material…so I guess I’ll go with the lightest part, I guess. 🤷🏻‍♀️ Anywho, thank you to anyone who has read or will read. I love youuuu! 💙💙💙 Hope you enjoy it.

>>Excerpt from: Love Endures by bluespiritpaintedlady on Ao3<<

Chapter 9: Dead Girl Walking

(She is 6yrs old, almost 7, here)

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Thursday, September 7th, 1995

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She sat thoughtfully in front of her little play chalkboard wondering what she should draw. She saw sadness in her mom’s eyes lately. Her Mother thought it was well-hidden but Anastasia could see the difference. She’d inherited her mother’s amazing drawing skills and was able to draw very nicely at a young age. This also was a product of the fact that pretty much all she did was read and draw to escape reality as much as she could.

It took her natural talent and honed it into a fine skill. She started her love affair with art at a young age. It’s one of the few things in life that provided a balm on the wounds the world left behind. It was also the only area in her life where she felt she truly excelled. Throughout her life she thought, If I have a chance to do anything in this life, it’s gonna be with art of some kind.

A lightbulb went off in her head.

I know! Mommy is sad because Daddy left, so I’ll draw a picture of us all together.

So she went about doing it. She poured her little heart into the picture, for it was also what she wanted most in the world. Her mother had been harsh before he left but afterwards she upgraded to a new level. Plus, she just missed her dad. She loved him so much. She wanted everything to go back to normal again.

Mommy won’t be sad or as mean and I won’t be sad anymore. Plus, Daddy protects me from her.

When she’d finished, she ran into the other room and shouted, “Mommy! Come look what I drew!”

“Ok, honey. I’m coming”.

She walked in the room and looked at the picture. There were three people, two girls and a boy and one girl was smaller than the rest. The boy had a speech bubble that said, I love you. I’m back!

The little girl looked up at her mother expectantly. She was waiting for the big smile she knew would come and maybe even praise for such a job well done. Instead she just saw a blank face staring back at her. She didn’t quite understand. She thought maybe her mom didn’t know what she was looking at so she proceeded to enlighten her.

“It’s Dad! He came back. See? We’re all together again!”

She looks back up at her mother again.

Now she’ll be happy for sure.

But she was met with an angry expression.

“Stop that! Stop it right now! Erase that and don’t draw shit like that anymore.”

“What? But, but-“

“I SAID STOP IT!”, she screams at the little girl.

The girl completely deflates and whispers a ‘sorry’. The mother stalks out of the room, fuming, and the girl grabs her eraser and begins to furiously wipe the board clean as her shoulders start to bob. Her heart is crushed just a little further.

She doesn't understand the hurt in her mother’s heart over what her Father did. She doesn’t even really understand what her Father did. There were so so many things that she never discovered until she was an adult. There was so much she didn’t understand. There was so much kept from her. Just as her mother had instructed her to never show negative emotions, her mother practiced it to the best of her ability. When she failed it was always in the form of anger and it was almost always directed at her. Especially now that it was just them. Who else did she have to take her anger out on, anyway?

It didn’t stop at suppression of emotions, though. If something bad happened, it was also suppressed, hidden. “If we focus on the negative thing, we too, will become negative. So, there’s no point in dwelling on any of that stuff”, her mother would often say.

So, Anastasia was raised knowing very little of anyone’s history. Her mother cut her off from their extended family and her Father’s as well. The only accepted members of the family were those that shared in the same faith. Everyone else was treated as though they never even existed. This is how her mother handled every aspect of life. If it was good, praise God. If it was bad, it simply didn’t exist. So she grew up isolated in body and in mind.

She sat in her room and cried for a long time. She didn’t dare leave until she was fully in control of her emotions again because she knew if she showed any evidence of bad emotions around her mother, she’d be scolded. When she came out to get something to eat. Her mom greeted her sweetly with a smile as if nothing had happened 30 minutes prior.

“You hungry?”

She got the feeling not for the first time that her mother was some kind of robotic-based life-form. It was so bizarre to her, she couldn’t quite understand it. And when she looked from her mother to herself, she was overwhelmed with shame knowing she’d never be able to control herself to the same degree.

“Yes, mom. Thank you. And I’m sorry I upset you earlier.”

“What? When?”

“With the picture.”

“Oh, that.” She laughs lightly. “No big deal. Just don’t do it again. We don’t need that kind of negativity in the house.”

What the heck? Well, as long as nice mommy’s back. That’s all that matters. I just gotta make sure I don’t make her angry again.

She sat down at the table and watched her mom busy herself in the kitchen.

How did she do it? She has this like, impenetrable armor. I wish I had that. Everything hurts me way too much. The only time I see her not perfect is when she gets angry at me. I wonder why? Is it like some kind of glitch in her programming or something? And she’s been angry sooo much more lately. Something’s broken in there, maybe? I wish I could just be a better kid and then she wouldn’t be so angry all the time. I suck…

She didn’t know her mother had turned to look at her.

“What are you thinking about?”

“Oh, um nothing, Mom. Sorry. Just daydreaming and stuff.”

“Ok. Watch where your mind goes. Keep it on the right track, always. Ok?”

“Yes, Mommy. I will.”

She smiles at her mother and her mother smiles back.

She’s happy! Yay!

They ate in relative peace with only two corrections to her behavior being spoken. Things continued on this way, day in, day out. Anastasia tried to show her perfect behavior as much as she could. But, of course, she couldn’t fully attain it. She would always fall back to earth. She would be scolded, or hit or punished in one way or another. And then when it was over, her mother acted as though it never happened. A continuous cycle.

Perhaps it is needless to say then that Anastasia spent as much time away from the house as she possibly could. Playing by herself or with friends. That’s where she could be free. No prying eyes, no scolding voices, no wagging fingers.

A thought started to take form in her mind like an invasive little weed… Well, if my mom won’t love me like I am, maybe someone else out there will? But she soon found out that the world was filled with terrible people as well. She couldn’t understand.

Why? Why is everyone so evil? Why is this world so messed up?

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This is absolutely beautiful and 100% true. Looove this! 💙💜❤️

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Chapter 8! 😊

There’s a couple songs in this chapter but I’m also gonna include a small excerpt. Songs first!

From: Love Endures by bluespiritpaintedlady on Ao3.

Ok, next! :) This is a portion of Mitsuya’s grief after Draken’s death. He’s been wallowing in sadness for about 6 months and then this happens…

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Friday, December 30th, 2010

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Who can say why this one day was different than the last 200 or so had been. But whatever the reason, its outcome was the fog lights finally coming on. He finally started to see a small path thru the detritus.

It was the middle of the day. He sat at his living room table, crumpled up papers littering the floor all around him. Tears were in his eyes and he had a pained look on his face. God, I can’t do this. I can’t, Draken. I can’t find my way thru all this shit… His head drops into his hands and his shoulders start shaking as the sobs take over.

“How….how do I get thru this?”, he speaks out to the room.

All is quiet for a while, nothing but his sniffles and little muffled cries can be heard.

“Remember who you are, Mitsuya. I know it hurts but don’t let it change you.”

He perks up a little bit, his eyes wide. His cheeks are streaked with tears.

“Oh my God, I’m finally losing my mind. I’ve finally cracked just like Mikey.”

“If you give up, if you let this take you out then every battle we fought will be for nothing. All the deaths, all the struggles, all for nothing…”

“Draken?” He looks around. “Is this really happening? Am I…? What???”

He sits in silence for what seems like an eternity. He finally decides to take the plunge and just go for it. I mean he really couldn’t get much more broken then he already was, so why not, right?

“Draken…?”

Another long silence ensues.

“Are, are you r-really there, bro? I…don’t know…ugh. I’m so fucking stupid. What am I DOING?!”

He brings his fist down hard on the table, he accidentally hits it at a funny angle on the edge and the pain reverberates up his bone all the way to his elbow.

“Ow, fuck! Motherfucker. You know what? I’m done with this shit. I’m not crazy. I’m NOT crazyyy!”

He rocks back and forth, his arms wrapped around his legs, as he says it several more times to himself.

“Mitsuyaaaa! Listen”.

“Alright, what the fuck, man?”

He gets up to his feet quickly and starts looking wildly around the room. He can’t quite tell if the voice is originating within his mind or in the room around him, but either way he’s thoroughly freaked out now.

“Is this real?”

“Stop questioning everything, Mits. Just let it be.”

And for some unexplained reason he feels a peace wash over him. Like some calming presence had just put a comforting hand on his shoulder. He could almost feel the indentation of the fingertips. He could almost feel the breath in the room.

The presence…the presence!

Maybe he was going crazy but he didn’t care anymore. Draken was here with him. He wasn’t gone after all.

“Draken, where have you been all this time?”

“You know where I’ve been, Mits. I had to leave.”

“No. No, you didn’t HAVE TO.”

He feels sharp biting anger rise up in his throat. It tasted of bile.

“You have to let the past go.”

“What? You want me to let you go? No. I can’t. I can’t!”

He grabs his head with his hands and his fingers grab tight hold of the hair there.

“The real Draken would never ask me to let him go.”

“I didn’t say that. But you need to let what happened go. It will poison your heart. You remember what I told you when I died?”

“About taking care of Mikey?”

“The other thing…”

“Following my dreams?”

“Ok, the other other thing”, he chuckles.

His soul sighs with joy to hear his best friend’s laugh again.

“I don’t know, Draken…”

“I told you that you were the best of us.”

“But, I’m noooot. Look at me! I’m a worthless piece of shit. A total fucking loser. I can’t do what you want me to do. I can’t find a way thru this…this…ohhhh Goddd…I can’t. I’m letting everyone down. I’m doing the one thing I promised I would never ever do.”

“Mitsuyaaaa”, the voice says kindly. “You are not any one of those things. You are just, for the first time since you were 9, not putting the weight of everyone you know onto your shoulders. You are lost in the abysmal oceans of grief. You’re drowning and you just need someone to throw you a life-jacket, man.”

Nothing else is spoken for a moment.

“I’m sorry it took this long but I was attending to some other matters and you weren’t ready yet, anyway.”

“Not ready? I needed to suffer some more? For real???”

“Noooo, you needed to be at a point where you were ready to accept it all. And you’ve only JUST begun to do that. But you must, Mitsuya. You have to accept that I’m gone and instead of letting it weaken and destroy you, you must take it, like you’ve done with every other awful thing in your life, and let it make you all the stronger.”

“Every time you think about giving up, giving in, I want you to think of me. And let it strengthen you. Make everything we’ve gone thru worth it. Because if, in the end, you get taken out…it would just be too sad to handle. You gotta be strong now, Mitsuya. I know it’s not fair. I know you deserve a normal life, a blessed life, a life of comfort and ease, but it’s not the life you were given. Not the life any of us were given. But do you want to know what I learned?”

“What, Draken?”

“I had a pretty shitty life, right?”

“Yeah, pretty awful.”

“You did, too. We were both abandoned… We both had to grow up real fast. We both found comfort and refuge in a group of friends, and bikes, and fighting.”

“We didn’t get the life we would’ve wished for or that we deserved. But I remember what you used to say…Don’t hate the situation you were born into, right?”

“Yeaaahh…”

“Well, I got to thinking after that… We don’t have normal, we don’t have tons of money, life isn’t easy…I know these things, you know these things. But then I finally figured something out. We may not have normal, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t beautiful or amazing in ways that normal could never reach, man. We don’t have a lot of money, never have and yet we are fuckin rich. Look at all the people you have around you, that you love and who love you. All the money in the world doesn’t compare to that. And yeah, we may not have it easy…God knows it hasn’t been for so many of us, but that doesn’t mean it’s not completely 100% worth it, Mitsuya.”

“An easy life leads to weakness, laziness, complacency. We haven’t been given a life that can have any of that in it. And if we aren’t going to whine and complain about the life we have been given, then we gotta accept it, Mits. We gotta embrace it, all of it. We can’t allow ourselves to be consumed like the “normal” people out there. We HAVE TO rise above.

You made a promise to me… are you gonna keep it?”

“I know…I’m tryin.. I am.”

“Get up and make a move, Mits. Stop wallowing. Accept and embrace…”

Everything grew silent then. He heard a few honks and a siren blare far off in the distance, but that was it.

“Draken? Are you still there? Ugh…I’m such an idiot… I’m alone and I’m talking to myself.”

Then a strong current of wind rushed at him from out of nowhere, like a small tornado had entered the room. It seemed to carry a warning in its arms.

“Don’t forget who you arreee…”

And then it was gone, and he was completely alone again. He looked around wild-eyed once more.

“Dr-draken?” His head flew up from the table, the name still on his lips. The right side of his face was flattened and there was a pile of drool beneath where his mouth had been. It had seeped onto the page of his notebook. The sketch on it was ruined.

But he didn’t care about the sketch at the current moment. All he could think about now was what had just happened to him. He felt a chill go through him. He remembered every word, clear as day, as if it had just happened, face to face.

“It was ju-just a dream? What the fuck? But it seemed so real…”

The experience left him pretty shook up for the rest of the day but when he woke up the next day, some kind of shift had happened within him. He felt it, noticed it, but he couldn’t describe it, even if he’d wanted to. However, the important thing was, he finally could see. It wasn’t a wide path that was visible now, but it was enough to walk, even if just one small step by one small step. Hell, even if it was crawling, at least he could finally see it… The way forward.

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My morning too. 💙

AKI HAYAKAWA + MORNING & SOFT COLORS ☕

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Chapter 7!! Whoop, whoop! :) This chapter has a “soundtrack” so that’s what I’ll put on this post but I might also do an excerpt from this chapter afterwards as well. Cuz I really enjoyed writing the Halloween Party. Anywho… Enjoy and thanks to anyone who reads it. :)

Chapter 7 Soundtrack

>>From Love Endures by: bluespiritpaintedlady on Ao3.<<

Oh and yes I am aware that some of the songs I’m using are not uhhh, what do you call it? Like era-accurate. But I’m allowing myself the freedom to go outside of bounds of time and space with music. :) It’s the only area I wasn’t crazy accurate about with every single detail. :) 🤷🏻‍♀️

Go - Plume

(for whatever reason this doesn’t come up on spotify or soundcloud 🤷🏻‍♀️)

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Annnnd Chapter 6! Huzzah! I’m gettin there. This is a flashback chapter that I obviously lifted from the manga (when Mitsuya & Draken meet for the first time) but I took what was there and “filled it out” with my own narrative. So, yeah…this excerpt is from that. I had a lot of fun writing with the manga as the backdrop. It was cool. Anyway, without further ado…

CHAPTER 6 (excerpt)

**longer/extended periods of text represent character’s thoughts**

Mitsuya is smoldering now. He follows the boy back out of the building without another word. Once they’re outside again and walking down the bright flashing city street, he sighs and finally decides to speak.

“What the hell was her problem, man?”

“Sorry, Mitsuya. But you gotta understand that to those girls that place isn’t just some place to come and stay whenever you want like some kind of hotel or whatever.”

Mitsuya stops walking for a minute. Thinking about what he had said. He starts walking again, still confused by the whole thing.

“Do you like the meals that your mom makes?”

“Huh?”

Why’s he talking about that all of a sudden?

“I don’t know… Actually, I like my cooking better. She doesn’t even really cook and when she does it usually tastes bad. Maybe I do hate her cooking…”

He thinks about it some more and shrugs his shoulders.

“Ehhh? That’s great!”, Ryuguji says.

“Huh?” He looks at him dumbfounded. “Um, I think you misunderstood, man. I said I didn’t like it.”

“See, I don’t have any parents at all”, Draken says thoroughly one-upping his new friend’s complaints with a mighty trounce. “I wish I could be in your position and be able to say stuff like “I hate my mom’s cooking.””

Mitsuya’s eyes go wide. He wishes he was in MY position? What?! Why would anyone want to trade places with me?? Especially when he’s already living the life.

He stays silent for a while, walking behind the boy, lost in his thoughts. He doesn’t seem like a bad guy. I really just can’t figure him or any of this out, tho.

Ryuguji walks him back to where they met. He turns and looks at Mitsuya. His face is once again shrouded in darkness, but the streetlight casts just enough light that he can mostly make out his features.

“I know it seems real hard what you gotta deal with. I’m sure you wish you could just have a normal happy life. We all wish that, man. But wishes are a waste of time. It’s not gonna change anything and while you’re wasting your time wishing, your life is wasting away.”

“It’s easy to look at your life and see all the bad and, sure, you have it harder than a lot of kids and so you look at their lives and want to have what they have. But everytime you see the kids who have it better, remember there’s also a bunch of kids out there, like me, that have it way worse.”

“Hell, truth is, there’s kids out there that have it even worse than me. So I’m grateful for what I have. I know it seems glamorous to you, but it ain’t. I’d give almost anything to have what you have. I want you to remember that the next time you’re hating your life. Every time you get mad at your mom or your sisters, remember there are kids out there that are praying for what you have. Don’t throw that away so easily, ok?”

Then, without another word, no goodbyes or anything, he turns and walks away. Mitsuya is left looking at the freshly painted dragon on the wall. He stares at it in silence for a long, long time and then finally turns his feet towards home again. He thinks about all that he’d seen and all that Ryuguji had said to him. The thick layer of anger and bitterness that had been growing in his heart over the past 4 months was finally beginning to crack. Ryuguji’s words had been the weapon that caused the damage.

He walked up the steps and snuck back into the apartment. He walked over to the girl’s room and quietly opened the door. By the moonlight filtering into the room he could just make out the two girls passed out next to each other on their futon. The blankets had gotten wrapped up in Mana’s legs and Luna’s blanket was completely kicked off to the side. He grabbed Mana’s blanket and carefully unravelled it and pulled it back up to her chin. He sat there crouched down for a moment, looking at the sleeping baby’s little angel face and his “armor” cracked the rest of the way.

“I’m so sorry”, he whispered. “I thought it was too much for me. But, I was wrong. I just have to be stronger, that’s all. I love you both with all my heart.”

He turned his body and pulled Luna’s blanket over her body as well.

He stood back up and looked at them both. It could be worse. I need to be thankful. Just like I told Hakkai. I was being a total hypocrite and didn’t even realize it. I gotta stay strong for these girls. Even if it means I can’t have a normal life, at least I can make it so that they can. I gotta sacrifice just like Mama does.

His resolve returned and he walked quietly out of the room with a small smile on his face. He’s lost in his thoughts, walking past the kitchen when all of a sudden a body blocks his way. He stops suddenly, almost running into his mother. His eyes go wide. He didn’t think she’d gotten home yet.

She stares at him, steaming, and he just stands there staring back, shame coursing through his veins and a fair amount of fear to wash it all down.

“Where the hell have you been?”, she asks him.

His mouth opens, although he has no idea what to say to her and then he watches in slow-motion, but unable to stop it from happening, as her hand comes up and smacks him hard across the face.

There’s quite a bit of force behind that slap.

So much so, that his whole body is turned sideways with it. His hand immediately comes up and cradles his cheek. A bright red mark peeks around the edges of his hand and tears have cropped up in his eyes. He doesn’t complain, though or even yelp. He knows he deserves this. What I did was despicable. I wish she’d never seen this...

He finally turns himself back to face her and says, “I’m sorry, Mama. I got angry and I was…weak, and…and selfish. I’ll never do it again. I promise!”

He starts crying and then she starts crying right along with him. She grabs her son and hugs him tight. They remain that way, crying into each other’s arms, for quite some time.

“I’m so sorry you have to put up with all of this, Takashi. You deserve to be able to just be a kid.”

Her eyes drop sadly. “I’m sorry that you can’t.”

“It’s not your fault, Mama.”

He thinks back to the dragon again. He can’t get the image out of his mind. It represents something for him now. Just as seeing Mana’s face reminds him of why he’s doing what he’s doing, the dragon now comes to represent his new friend and being always grateful for what he has.

Every single time, over the next month, that he is tempted in his mind to go back to that old place of bitterness and anger, he sees Ryuguji’s face and that dragon standing bold behind him. It lends him strength and reminds him to be strong. He then puffs out his chest a bit, throws his shoulders back and takes on the task at hand with gratitude.

He is not always happy, not by a long shot, but then it’s not realistic to be happy all the time. Sometimes shit just sucks and he had fully accepted that now. He knew it wasn’t always gonna be good, he knew it would be hard, but he decided it was worth it. This is the kind of person he wanted to be, not some spoiled brat always wanting what others had and wishing away his life.

[bluespiritpaintedlady]

Chapter 5! God, I’m so behind on here. I just posted Chapter 12 on Ao3. I gotta get caught up. Ok, so Chapter 5…. Kind of a heavy chapter… There’s some “soundtrack” songs towards the end and I’ll put them here. Hope you enjoy and thank you from the bottom of my heart for taking time to read my story. I love any and all who do! 😊💙💜🥰

From Love Endures by bluespiritpaintedlady on Ao3.

I might decide to put more music to this one later. But for now, that’s all. Also, why can’t I hear See You Again without crying? Ughhh #thefeels

[bluespiritpaintedlady]

Chapter 4 Excerpt

I didn’t have any music or pics to go along with this chapter so I’ll just throw up an excerpt. I struggled with this chapter. I needed to give some background on the main OC, Anastasia, like at least some kind of glimpse into why she was the way she was. But I struggled with how to write it/present it. I feel like its one of my weaker chapters but is still necessary to understanding who she is. Ugh. I hate it when I suck… 😫😭 It’s also hard to do a stand-alone chapter about an OC that the readers are probably not yet invested in. Maybe I should just change that…. *in deep thought* Yeah, I might later change up the chapter structure a little and pop this in later. That’s what he said. Ugh. Ok, if you don’t like the chapter please keep reading tho! Haha You definitely don’t want to miss ch. 5 *tantalizes you*

*Shoots self*

Anyway, this chapter, gives a bunch of “slices” of her life. Spanning from youth to grown woman. The excerpt I’ll put up here is from when she was 13 (2002). And it also gives just a taste of her “wonderful” relationship with her mother… Without further ado. :)

From: Love Endures on Ao3

All she wanted in the world was someone who would cherish her, someone who would reallylove her.

Then she met Andy.

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August 20-27, 2002

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She was 13, at a week-long festival, surrounded by thousands of people, when she came across a drop-dead gorgeous skater boy with green hair who had travelled from the other side of the country to be there. She immediately fell for him. 

For whatever reason he actually liked her. She couldn't understand why, but it made her feel like the most special girl in all the world. He didn’t treat her badly or ridicule her. He wasn’t ashamed to be seen with her. For 4 days they were an item and she was happier than she’d ever been before. Finally, someone loves me!, she thought. She experienced her first french kiss with him, which she performed horribly at. He still kissed her anyway, he still liked her anyway and he still took her back to his tent and took her virginity, anyway.

It was painful. He was very long, she was very small and very tight. She didn’t enjoy it, but all she cared about was being loved by him. He fucked me! He must love me, she thought. In her youthful naivety, sex equalled love. I mean why would two people have sex unless they loved each other? That’s how she saw it and she held on tight to those feelings. Then just like that, he was gone. 

The festival ended and he left to go back home, on the other side of the country. She never saw him again. She knew this would happen, though. She didn’t hold it against him. There was no way around it. Instead she held on to a fantasy in her mind of love and feeling grown up and perhaps being just a tad better than the other girls around her who were all still boring virgins.

And so when she had a chance to brag about it, a coupla days later, to some of her girlfriends who also happened to go to church with her, she did.

“Guess what I did at the LoveFest? I had sex with a super hot guy”.

She expected adoration or awe, but instead they played it cool, like it was no big deal.

“Oh yeah, wow”. Then as soon as she left their presence, they sold her out to their parents, who then told her mother… They weren’t aware of just how much they had fucked her life.

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August 29th, 2002

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She sits in the passenger seat of the car. Slumped over and straining to the side; trying to put as much physical distance between her and her mother as possible. She didn’t want her mom to see her tears. She looked out the window, watching the heavy gray clouds, pregnant with rain, passing by, getting darker by the second.  She turns her head slightly more frontward but brings her left hand up to rest on the side of her face to maintain the necessary barrier. 

She watched the illuminated red lights steadily moving along with her. Her eyes darted over to the oncoming side of the highway and saw the sparkling white headlights, zipping in and out of each other. A tear slides down her cheek. She looks up and sees a VW billboard looming above them. It said simply, in large bold white letters, <i>Fahrvergnügen</i>. It hurt her heart when her eyes landed on it. It was one of the few things that she and her mother had enjoyed as a joke between them in the past.

There were so few times when her mother would let down that hard icy exterior toward her daughter, so when it happened, no matter how silly or stupid it was, Anastasia’s heart grabbed ahold of it with all she had. She cherished it each and every time. They were like little puffs of air when you were choking from the lack of it; like a few cool drops of water on a parched and grateful tongue.

This one in particular was a silly one that whenever they passed the sign, her mom would make a silly face and say the very hard to pronounce German word and Anastasia would try to do the same and then they would laugh together. An instant lifting of weight off the shoulders, a laugh. Amazing what medicine it could be for the soul. But, this day it was not so. There were no laughs coming, no smiles, not even a verbal recognition of it. It came into her vision and she watched in silence as it flew past them.

“You slut! You disgust me”, her mother barked out at her suddenly.

What could she say? She could not, she could only sit and feel the hot tears pool and then spill over the side and fall down, down, down.

“I mean you’re 13, Anastasia! God, and at a Bible function at that? What if you’d gotten pregnant? What the hell were you thinking?”

She remained silent. She was still blocking her face from her mother so she didn’t see as her mother’s hand came flying at her full-force. She took the blow without response. She wouldn’t allow herself to yelp or show her any weakness.

“ANSWER ME!”, she shouted.

Anastasia flinched and pulled her head tighter to the window.

“I…I…don’t…”

“Don’t give me that. You weren’t raped were ya? So you knew what you were doing. You wanted to do it. Why?”

“Mommmm, I don’t kn-“

“STOP IT!”, she yells again and Anastasia flinches again as well. She’s never done with well with screaming.

“You’ve brought shame on our family. I wish…” she trails off, never finishing her sentence.

You’d never had me?, she finished her Mother’s sentence in her head. Well, that makes two of us, doesn’t it? Because I wish I’d never been born. If only your wishes could be granted. I’d gladly leave this shit show of a life. What did I do in a past life to deserve this, anyway?

“I’m sorry, Mom. I’m sorry…”

She dissolves into sobs. She can’t keep the weakness in any longer. She’s only human, after all, and a broken one at that. 

Not another word is spoken for the rest of the trip home. The mother allows her bitterness and embarrassment to coalesce within her heart, while Anastasia is consumed by sadness and shame.

Why am I soooo evil? Always. What is wrong with me??

More tears fall down. But her shame quickly morphs into hatred. 

This fucking bitch. Who does she think she is? I fucking hate you! 

Of course she was too afraid of her Mother to ever actually voice any of the dark angry things she thought. Fear kept her in check, always. Instead of releasing the daggers out towards her Mother, she allowed them to all turn inward, puncturing herself repeatedly, bloody, not able to hold much of anything inside after a while, and certainly not love, if she ever even experienced it. It simply seeped out of her. She left behind any good feelings she had towards her Mother, and along with it any hope of love or reconciliation between them, ever growing.

[bluespiritpaintedlady]

Where was I?

Oh my God…the fuckin twins. Ok, I think I can finally get back to the regularly schedule program now. Jesus. So I left off at Chapter 3, right? I’m stuck in a coupla different places in my story right now. And I HAAATTE being stuck when I’m writing. Ugh… So, I’m just tryin to throw myself into whatever I can till I can get past this block. It’s all the Kawatas fault, I’m sure. I was like possessed and now I’m like hollowed out or something. Ugh. So, anyway I’m gonna put somethin up for ch. 4. :)

[bluespiritpaintedlady]

Could just look at this all daaayy…

Josef Albers Homage to the Square

[bluespiritpaintedlady]

All Roads Lead to Kawata… Pt 3

~~>*<~~MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!~~>*<~~

This is Part 3 of an excerpt from my Mitsuya fanfic over on ao3 called “Love Endures”. The female in this story is NOT the main OC of the story. This is a side character from Mitsuya's past, Aya. It falls within her backstory, within his backstory. 😁 This is the story of how she meets & gets involved with the Kawata twins, which later becomes a real problem for her AND for MItsuya. Part 1 led you up to her just meeting them. Pt. 2 is them, ahem, getting together. Pt. 3 is them getting together again because they’re all addicted to each other.

(Pt 2 & 3 are pretty much straight up porn. It’s lovely. 😆😏)

So, yeah, this is the (next next part of the) Kawata Twins hole I fell down. Oh my Goddd… Hope y’all enjoy. 💙💜💙

**long periods of italicized text represent the character’s thoughts**

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Monday, February 5th

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She calls up Koko to see when the next gathering of the boys will be. He tells her it’ll be on Friday and she gets excited. Then, she asks him for Smiley’s number and grins large when he sighs and gives it to her.

“Thaaaank yooouuu, Kokoooo!”

“I’m serious about you fuckin with the boys…”

“Koko, shut up. It’s none-“

“Nooooo, no, no. Haha, but you see…this IS my fucking business. Ok, Aya? Because it’s MY gang. And if you come in here n’ start stirrin shit up, then I’m the one dealin with the aftermath. And I don’t like fuckin aftermaths, ok? It’s too much fuckin work and drama and blaahhh, blaaahhh, blaahhh. You know how much I hate work, riiiiiight?”

She can’t help but laugh. “Yeeeeesss, Koko. Don’t work harder…”

“Work smarter!”, they both say at the same time.

“Exaaaaactly. So, we're supposed to be friends, right?”

“Really? Is that what we are?”

“I dunno…” He shrugs. “I guuuuuessss. Anyway, if we’re friends then you won’t cause me more fuckin problems than I already have to deal with. Ok?”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah…”

“No! Don’t dismiss me, Aya. I’m bein serious. I heard you’ve already been circling the fuckin carcasses. I mean Jesus… You’re gonna get a baaad rep. And the last thing you want is for that little piece of information to get out around a bunch of fuckin horny gang members. Jussayin.”

She scoffs. “Was that some pitiful example of you actually caring about my well-being? Cuz, y’know, you can’t just come out and share any of your real feelings with anyone. Ugh.” She rolls her eyes.

“Shut up, Aya. But, yes, ok? I do actually care about you. Okaaayyy? As much as I don’t want to see the guys hurt, I don’t want to see you hurt either! Annnnnd, that’s all you’re gettin out of me, so burn it into your memory…or whatever.”

She starts clapping. “Ha-haaaa! Ladies and gentleman, he shows real human feelings for the first fucking time! Right here. Wow… Well, thank you, Koko. But I’ve gone thru worse than anything those guys can do to me.” The smile falls out of her voice.

It hurts his heart to hear her say it because he knows a little bit about what she’s endured. It also makes him soften toward her a bit. “Well….I don’t think any of our guys are really, like, predators or anything, but….you. *claps* never. *claps* know! And…” It’s hard for him to finish what he has to say. “…you also never know what some men out there could do to you. It may surprise you… just how evil they can be. I’ve seen some really disgusting shit. Shit that I didn’t think could exist outside fuckin animes and books and stuff. Ugh.” He shudders.

“Yeah…” she says sadly. “I know…” She can’t go there with him. She can’t share ALL the horrors she’d endured and inflicted. Not right now. She shakes herself.

“Ok, soooo!” She laughs nervously. “I’ll see you on Friday, ok? I’ll try and make sure I come over and say ‘hi’ this time.”

“Yeah, that was pretty fucked up. Like, fuck you, buddy. Thanks for the favors. Goodbye!”

“Oh, stop. I don’t think you even really like me, Koko. So, stop your little act. You can’t bullshit a bullshitter.”

“I……do like you. I care.” He clears his throat. “But just barely. It’s really more like I, y’know, tooolerate you.”

She chuckles. “Yeah, haha. That sounds more like the truth. Anyway, I looooove yooouuu!” She laughs. 

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I love you, too. Now behave! I’m serious.”

“Uh huh. See you Fridaaayyyy!”

“Ugh. Ja ne.”

“Ja ne.”

She hangs up with a smile on her face and calls Smiley.

“Hey, Nahoyaaaa! How are youuuu?”

“Hmmm, I was wondering whether I’d hear from you again. We had some fun, didn’t we?”

She laughs. “Maaaaybeee. Just a bit.”

“Listen to you, all actin coy. But, you can't do the things we did and still put on an innocent act with me, hon. I know just how dirty you are inside now, girl. Phew! Gettin me excited just thinkin about it.”

She laughs. “Fine. No more masks, ok? I’m kinda excited thinkin about it, too. Or, y’know thinkin about doing it…again…”

He takes a deep breath. “I tell you what…” His hand runs down his face. “…I certainly haven’t seen anything like you before. You got some kind of special powers over men, don’t you?”

“Ohhh, I don’t know. I don’t think I’m anything special.”

“I thought we said no more masks?” He chuckles. “But it’s just second nature to you by now, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, kinda. Although, I don’t see it as a mask, really. I mean, I just do what I gotta do to get what I want.”

He laughs. “Wow.”

“But, yeah it is kinda automatic at this point. I don’t really think about it. It’s just, kinda, became part of my personality.”

“Hmmm, I bet. You can only go so long making yourself another person before that “other” person becomes you. I know… The more violence I participate in or see, the more I crave it. And it used to just be, “that’s just Smiley when he’s fighting” and then it was, “that’s just Smiley when he’s upset”…and now….”that’s just Smiley”. It’s rough. How do you ever go back to who you were before? Can we?” He shakes his head.

“I don’t know, Nahoya. I don’t. I was so fucked up to start with that I don’t even know “what I was before”. I mean, really. Maybe this is just who I am?” She shrugs. “I have no idea and no way of really finding out.”

“Hmm…and so is that why you fuck?”

“Ohhhh, that’s a much more complicated answer…”

“Ok, how about this then… Is it to remember or to forget?”

“Both.”

He nods his head. “For me, it’s to forget. To feel something other than the anger…and to feel in control of myself for a small moment in time.”

“Ahhhh…” she says. “Now it makes more sense…”

“What?”

“You’re distaste for being dominated. Because, for you,  you need that time to dominate, to feel in control of something and someone.”

He laughs nervously. “Yeah, maybe. I guess that’s right. Heh heh.. So, uh speaking of fucking… Is this a business call or is it for pleasure?”

“Ohhh, once again it's definitely both…” 

She giggles and he smiles largely.

“Music to my ears, kitten. When and where?”

“My place. Whenever you want to get there.”

“I don’t know where “My Place” is but, alright. Sounds good. Angry’s been lovesick and beggin me to find you again. I don’t know if I should bring him along. But, I hate seein him all sad and mopey AND he won't be high this time… Jussayin we could have quite a bit more fun this time, don’t ya think?”

She was very nervous about Angry. He was sooo sweet and gentle and she absolutely loved being in his arms and making out with him. He’s soft and sweet like Dai. Except she rarely saw any sweetness from Dai these days. But, as good as it felt to be with Angry, she was afraid of hurting him. 

She could see the earmarks of a gentle soul and she didn’t want to leave a bloody trail behind her any larger than the one she already had. That’s why she always chose ones like Smiley or Shota or any number of other guys that didn’t seek or need attachment. She didn’t love any of them. She didn’t even really want to fuck any of them. In her mind they were all poor substitutes for ‘the real’.

If she had still been able to get what she needed at home, she would be there right now, but in his absence, she had to fill it up, the deep dark cavern. She needed to remember and she needed to forget but she couldn’t afford to become someone else’s obsession. So, she hesitated to say yes about Angry. 

In the end, her lust spoke for her, though. The idea of enjoying an even deeper level of sex was a bit too intriguing for the greedy sexual beast inside her. But, she knew she wasn’t going to be able to keep this up with the poor boy. She shouldn’t even do it this time…

“Ok, he can come, too. But, Nahoya… I’m a little nervous about Angry.”

He nods his head. “Yeah... I think he’s uhhh, a little too sensitive for a girl like you. You’ll destroy him and I, uh, of course, can't let you do that. I don’t care about a single human being on this planet more than my brother. If you hurt him…I’m gonna get….mad.” 

And the way he’s talkin is making her mad.

“Ok, so then don’t bring him. I mean I THINK I can get off with just you”, she says with some sass.

“Damn, girl. I don’t know if even I should keep fuckin with you at this point. You’re, uh…yer somethin else. Jesus.”

“Fine, whatever. I’ll go find someone else to fill your…slot.”

He growls a little. “You…oh my God. You are a force to be reckoned with. I’m gonna see you tonight. Gonna fuck that bad attitude right out of you.”

She smiles, ear to ear. “Yaaaay! Just what I like to hear. Loooove youuuu!”

“You certainly do NOT.” He laughs. “This definitely ain’t got nothin to do with love. That’s fer damn sure!”

They laugh together like they’re old friends or something and with smiles on their faces they say their goodbyes and hang up. Her head cocks to the side. He’s an interesting one… Haven’t really met one like him before. He’s no Dai, but there’s something about Nahoya that reminds me of him. But…I don’t want him or anything… OBVIOUSLY. Well, I mean, I want him. I like him… Or, I like the way he feels for sure. Gah! Fuck, my thoughts are all fuckin crazy!!

Her hands come up to her face. And the combo of him and his adorable sweet brother. Jesus… It’s almost like, together they make up Dai. Nahoya is strong and angry and violent and it turns me on in a totally different way than Angry does. Ugh… But I can’t. This has to be the last time. Nahoya scares me in one way and Angry scares me in a different way. No matter how good they feel, I gotta stay away. She feels a little sad about it. It surprises her.

Well, after this, anyway. 

Gotta get just one more…

Just one…

>>>Evening<<<

Smiley shows up with his brother. She’s shocked to see him there. She’s looking at them both, wide-eyed. She starts stuttering. “What? Why?”

Smiley laughs. “Yeah, I know. But it’s really hard for me to say no to my brother…” He shrugs apologetically. “…and I also talked to him about it. And told him this was the last time.”

He looks over at Angry. “Right, buddy?”

Angry nods sadly and tries to force a smile.

Her heart jumps right to him. She just wants to take him in her arms and make all the sadness go away. Just like her beloved Dai had done for her many many times. 

“Hey, Angry? Look at me, hon.”

He looks up, still trying to feign happiness.

“If it’s gonna just be tonight then let’s be happy, ok? Let’s…feel every little bit of it and be thankful for this little gift. Cuz, that’s what this is. Isn’t it?”

He nods with a weak little smile. 

“Awww, come to Mama.” He walks obediently into her arms. “I’m gonna take real good care of you. And maybe you can take care of me, too, huh?”

The first real smile shows on his lips. “I’m gonna try. I guess I’m technically still a virgin, right? I mean…even though last time felt so intimate and good, I really can’t imagine anything better.”

She blushes. “Well, I’m sure a big part of that was the X. I hope you know it’s not gonna feel like that this time”, she says a little sadly.

Smiley cuts in, “No, it’s gonna feel even better.”

They both look at him like ‘huh?’

“Cuz he’s actually gonna get his dick wet this time. Pop his fuckin cherry. Trust me, ain’t nothin gonna feel better than THAT. I know. And, uhh, speakin of which…heh heh…” He takes a step closer to her.

She rolls her eyes and laughs. “That’s right, you hate wait.”

He nods his head and smiles. “Yep. I fuckin DESPISE wait, darlin. Like A LOT.”

“Alright, fine.” She takes Angry’s hand in hers and walks into her house with them trailing behind her.

Dai hasn’t been home for a few days, so she’s pretty confident that he won’t come sniffing around tonight. He usually stays away about a week at a time. She still locks the door anyway. It won’t keep him out completely, but maybe it’ll deter him just enough…if he’s drunk… I can’t have him mixing with this one… She looks over at Smiley. I can see the violence pumpin in his veins, STRONG. He’s just…FULL of it.

She walks towards them, smiling, happy to see Smiley is already removing clothing. Atta boy. Right down to fuckin business. I wish they were all like that. She stands back and watches the boys strip. She likes to watch. She admires their identical lithe, graceful bodies. They’re both clearly strong and you can see the evidence of that strength beneath the surface. But it was not overly defined like it would be with a more muscular man, like Dai. This was more smooth… But she licked her lips seeing those v-lines poppin out strong and drawing her eyes down with it.

Two beautiful fuckin twinkies for me to gobble all up. Gah! I’m in heavennn! She licks her lips. “Jesus, you two are quite the pair.”

Nahoya smiles and walks over to her. “Well, you’re quite the woman, aren’t ya?”

She smiles bashfully. “Stop. I’m not.”

“No, you stop. You’re the one lyin, not me. A girl that can handle both of us?? And be wantin more? Sheeeyit! You ain’t foolin me, that’s for damn sure.” He looks at her like ‘case closed’. His hands come up to her waist. “Now, I’m sure you’re just dying under all those clothes, right? Let me help you…”

She steps toward him and starts whispering, “You should let Angry do all the…y’know…sweet stuff like this. And you take all the dirty hard nasty stuff. Whadya think?” She steps back and looks at him. 

He stares at her for a moment deciding whether he wants to give in on this and whether she’s right or not. 

“Alright. You’re probably right. Angry! Come here.” Angry walks quietly over. “Undress this beautiful woman for me, will ya?”

Angry smiles happily and gladly brings his hands to her body. It fills him with an indescribable joy to be touching her again. Once her shirt and bra are gone though, he forgets what he was doing and can’t think of anything but kissing her and pressing his body against hers. Smiley rolls his eyes when he realizes his brother’s been swept away in her. So, he gets on his knees and begins removing her pants. He’s thankful they are the “easy-off” kind. He stays on his knees even after their removal and his hands start massaging and wandering. His fingers start to stroke her over her panties.

Nahoya hears the moans start comin and gets a little…gleeful. And, each time she moans into their kiss, Angry smiles. Smiley pulls her panties down and lets her step out of them. His hands then grab ahold of her thighs and spread them a little further so he get up under them better. He parks himself directly under her, his head right at the apex. “Mmmm…lookin delicious, girl.”

She giggles and it makes Angry laugh, too.

Smiley, without wasting time, latches on to her clit and begins his magic act. Her moans go from cutesy little things to great mature moans. Her legs start shaking. Fuck! She brings her hand to Angry’s body and moves down till her fingertips are dancing over his cock.

Her hand wrapped around him like that makes him shiver. “Oh my God….” Now, he’s moaning into their kiss and soon neither of them can kiss at all. Their heads are both thrown back, their eyes closed, experiencing their own separate ecstasies. 

After they both cum, their heads come down at the same time and they look at each other and smile. “Was that good, lover?”, she asks.

He nods and smiles at her with pink cheeks.

“I can’t wait to actually get inside you, tho. I’ve been dying to know what you feel like.”

“Me first!”, Nahoya says loudly as he rises back up to his feet.

She gives him a little bit of an angry look.

“Come on. I even ate you out first.”

“So?”

“So, I’m sayin I’ve been wantin to be inside you since the second I walked in here. Before that, actually. And I’m sayin I was nice and waited. Now I want to get inside you. Like RIGHT now, actually.” He starts pressing up against her.

She steps away from him. “Stop. Let me think…”

As much as he hates ‘wait’, he reeeally fuckin hates ‘stop’. He growls at her.

She points toward her bedroom door. “Both of you get on the bed and face each other, ok? I’ll be right back.” She smiles at them and trots off. Both boys watch her bouncing off until she’s no longer visible and then look back at each other. They shrug and go climb onto her bed. She comes trotting into her bedroom with a huge grin and a bottle of lube.

Smiley’s eyes go wide. There’s those beautiful baby blues again. Phew! She shakes the bottle back and forth like it’s a bottle of champagne or something. For them, it will be the sexual equivalent. She looks at the two beautiful boys in front of her. It's a beautiful vision of perfect symmetry, a lovely mirror image, with the only difference being their hair. They are each sitting back on their haunches, facing each other. 

She walks up to the them, right in between, and kisses each, in turn. “We’re gonna have some reeaal fun, boys.” She giggles. That brings smiles to both of their faces, albeit for different reasons.

She climbs in between them, facing Angry and resting her butt on Smiley’s thighs. She happily feels his hardon now pressing into her back. She looks down Angry’s body and sees him standing at attention as well, hard as a rock. It brings a wicked grin to her face. Helllloooooo!

“Do you get where I’m going with this yet, Nahoya?” She turns her head towards him. She sees him grin and nod.

“Yeah and I like this much better than what I was gonna do.”

She smiles at him. “See? So, maybe it’s ok, every once in a while, to hand the reins over to someone else, huh? Like I said, you just needed the right girl.” She winks at him. He swallows.

“Ho-ly shit. You really are like nothin I’ve ever seen before. You might be one of the first to ever get under my skin.” His arm comes around to the front of her. He grabs her with his hand almost wrapped around her neck and presses into her back.

She moans a little. “Getting under your skin, doesn’t sound like a good thing, tho.”

He smirks and lifts her ass off of him, it raises her breasts perfectly level with Angry’s mouth. He doesn’t have to be asked or told anything. His mouth is on them in seconds. It pulls a moan from her throat. 

Smiley drenches himself and her in lube. 

“Getting under my skin can be good or bad.” 

He slides one finger, then two, in her ass to get her good and ready. Her moans start becoming a little barky as he moves in and out even faster. 

“You ready?”, he whispers.

“Mmmhmmm…”, she whimpers. 

He withdraws his fingers from her and presses his head against her hole. 

“Mmmm, I’m REAALLYY gonna love this. So few girls let me do anal. It’s a damn shame, too. Feels better than annnnything. Phew!”

He slowly enters her (she starts to grunt) and then slowly pulls back. He works his way, very gently, back and forth, until he’s all the way inside her. His whole body shakes, as does hers. And he just rests her there a bit, sitting on his lap with his entire penis inside her.

“Holy shit, that’s fuckin good. Sweet fuckin Christ! I might be settin a record tonight.”

She laughs as much as she can with him that deep inside her. It ends up sounding a bit choked. “What….record?” She’s breathing heavy.

“How many times I’m gonna cum tonight.” His body shakes again. “I’m already juuuust about to have the first one. Fuuucck…..  Angry!”, he shouts out with a grimace. “Get inside this woman! Like, fuckin NOOWWW!”

Angry looks at her slightly dumbfounded. Her eyes go soft.

“Awww, come here, my baby.” She holds out her arms to him and he moves right into them. “Take it in your hand, lover. And then push it up inside me, ok?” She swallows hard. “I can…I can take it.” 

Her face contorts slightly as Smiley has to move her up for Angry. They move up off their haunches and now are both on their knees. She spreads her legs just a little further apart for him. Angry, with his head down, looking at his dick in his hand, presses forward and up and finally in.

His eyes become comically large as he feels the best physical sensation he’d ever felt before in his life. It made him want to cry, it was so good. He immediately starts getting vocal and panting into her ear. And on the other side of her head she had Smiley panting. This was intense. And unlike ANYTHING she’d ever felt before. I think I’m love with them both. Holy shiiiitt! She tries to speak but can only get a few words out. “Ok….gotta…holy shit!” She almost cries as she says it. “M-move….to….gether…. SLOW!”

They both move their hips, retreating to their tips, and then smoothly slide back up to her in the middle. All three of them are shuddering with every movement. 

Angry shouts, “Nahoya! I can feel you! In her! I can feel you against my dick! What the fuck?!”

Smiley laughs. “Yeah, it’s pretty fuckin wild, isn’t it? Now, let’s get our rhythm right and fuck her better than she’s ever been fucked before, ok?”

Angry nods and they move….together.

Her moans start to stutter as a fucking life-altering orgasm rises up from her core. “O-o-o-ohhhh my-y-y G-o-d-d-d!” K-keep m-oo-ving.”

They do not disappoint. Like river over rocks they move like fluid, smooth as silk, in such a perfect synergy. It’s almost as if they’re fucking twins or something. It’s fucking perfection! And when that orgasm starts tearing through her, she swears she’s ripped right from her body and is watching it all unfold…

She sees Angry gritting his teeth through his orgasm and then it's replaced with a hazy look of peace and relief. He’s kissing her now. She sees Smiley eyes roll in the back of his head with a gigantic grin as he pumps a substantial amount of semen into her. He starts growling and shouting. She comes back to herself; sweating, red in the face, heart racing so fast, with intermittent hard pounds, that she thinks she seriously might have a heart attack. 

“Oh my Goooddddd”, Smiley says. “And that was just beginning?”

Angry’s eyes go wide. “It was?”

“Fuuuuck me.” Smiley continues. “Jesus. I gotta take a fuckin break. I don’t ever have to do that. That shit was fuckin hot and intense. Holy fuck.” He drags the back of his hand across his forehead. “I’m gonna wash off. Be right back.” He walks out of the room, completely naked, y'know like he lived there or somethin.

She plops down on the bed next to Angry and brings her hand to his chest and wraps her leg around his thigh. She purrs at him. “You are quite the fucking pair… Mmmmm….”

He smiles and brings his hand up to run through her hair.

“Thank you, Aya-chan. That was pretty incredible. I know Nahoya said it was just the beginning. But even if that was all it was, it would be enough for me…and better than anything I’ve ever felt before. You are…incredible.”

“That's just because it was your first… It only gets more incredible from here on out.”

She thinks about her first night with Dai. How that felt. How it felt like nothing could ever be better than this. She sympathized with the boy, but she didn’t want to linger on those memories too long, they brought pain with them. She frowns and then quickly starts kissing Angry, passionately.

She pulls back from him and then moves her leg across him, straddling him. She lowers herself slowly onto his body and looks at him with a smile. 

“We’re just gettin started. Please hold all comments until the end.” She chuckles and starts sliding up and down him. He groans. She feels him harden underneath her and she lifts off of him to inspect. 

She sees he is hard enough and with glee grabs a hold of him and places him at her entrance.

“Whenever you’re ready, lover”. She sits straight up and he moves his hips to thrust up and in.

His eyes close as he feels her again but ohhh, what’s this? It’s all different now, isn’t it? A new angle, a new position. He can’t believe how mind-blowing this feels. He can’t believe she was right. It really does just get better and better.

“Holy shit…”

“Yeah…it’s pretty amazing, isn’t it?”

“Uh huh…” He is lost in her again.

Smiley comes back and starts whining to see her hole filled with his brother’s dick again.

“Aww, come on, man. This is bullshit. I want some of that kitty, too.

She tries to turn her head back to look at him but she can only get it so far.

In between moans and heavy breath escaping their mouths, she says, “Oh, please…. This is… perfect…for you. This is exactly…what you really want. Isn’t it?”

“I just washed off, tho. I coulda… Yer gettin under my skinnnn, girl.”

“The bad kind?” Angry thrusts up a little harder and it makes her moan. “Mmmm…”

“Yeah. Yer makin me kinda angry…”, he says with a scowl.

She looks back at Angry underneath her and he’s smiling large and she starts laughing hard.

“And Angry is Smiley! I got you boys all switched up and everything. Hahahaaa! This is amazing!”

Smiley grunts and gets on the bed. He moves up right behind her and puts his hand on her back and starts pushing her down, somewhat aggressively, so she’s laying flat on top of Angry. He grabs the lube laying on the bed and proceeds to get him and her wet again and then he enters her. She notices he’s being less gentle this time and it makes her grimace. 

“Nahoya…please. I know you want to dominate me. But not like this. Please, let go of all that shit and enjoy this. There is nothing but good goin on here and you are exactly where you really want to be right now, anyway. I know it. You know it. So don’t make this a fight. Be happyyyy, Smiley.” 

She smiles at him with her most charming smiles.

He grunts again, but he ends in a smile as well. “It’s a damn good thing you are what you are because if it was anyone else…” He lays down flat on her, mirroring what she’s doing to Angry and pushes deep into her. “Let’s just say this would be going veeerry differently than it is.” His butt and thigh muscles flex and relax over and over and his back arches just a bit each time he moves forward into her.

She’s losing it already. She tries to catch her breath and opens her eyes to look at Souya. “You ok, hon? Yer not getting squished, are you?”

He shakes his head. “I’m ok. I can take it. I know you think I’m weak…” He looks away. Clearly this thought brought a not so good feeling with it, she could see it in his eyes.

“What? Noooo… I know you’re strong…” She moves her head right next to his ear and whispers, “I bet you’re even stronger than he is, aren’t you?”

He doesn’t respond except to smile and thrust his hips to get in her even deeper. She rewards him with a lovely hot moan right in his ear. It makes him harder and he grabs her hips and does his best to get in as deep as he can. 

“Nahoya! Lift up on your arms!”, Angry barks.

“Fine.”

With his movements no longer impeded he begins thrusting more freely and more deeply. Smiley responds in like manner and once again she is caught up in the beautiful harmony of their movements. She never wants it to end.

They end as before: shuddering, sputtering and drenched. They take a break for a bit and then continue on once again and this goes on late into the night.

When not one of them has an ounce of fluid or strength left, they fall into a pile on the bed. Angry starts laughing which makes Smiley laugh which makes her laugh. 

“Holy shit! That was…wow”, she says once she can stop laughing.

“Fuck! I think I might just love you, girl”, Smiley says with a grin, his hand lazily stroking his penis. He doesn’t really mean it, though. But when Angry replies with, “Me too!”, you can just tell that he does.

“Well, we kinda already knew that, bro.”

Her eyes are already getting heavy. “And Aya makes 3.” They hear a little half-asleep giggle and an “Mmm….” and then nothing is heard from her for the rest of the night. She was fast asleep in the arms of her lovers.

[bluespiritpaintedlady]

Love jujukai sooooo muuuucch! 💙💙💙

jujutsu kaisen 0 // 劇場版 呪術廻戦 0 ·  ·  ·  · ♡ ┊┊⇢ ˗ˏˋ “ Love is the most twisted curse of all. ”

[bluespiritpaintedlady]

All Roads Lead to Kawata… Pt. 2

MINORS DEFINITELY DON’T INTERACT!

This is Part 2 of an excerpt from my Mitsuya fanfic over on ao3 called “Love Endures”. The female in this story is NOT the main OC of the story. This is a side character from Mitsuya's past, Aya. It falls within her backstory, within his backstory. This is the story of how she meets & gets involved with the Kawata twins, which later becomes a real problem for her AND for MItsuya. Part 1 led you up to her just meeting them. Pt. 2 is them, ahem, getting together. It’s fuckin FILTHY, or at least in my opinion.

So, yeah, this is the (next part of the) Kawata Twins hole that I fell down. Oh my Goddd… Hope y’all enjoy. 💙💜💙

**long portions of italicized text represents character’s thoughts**

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Saturday, February 3rd

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>>>Evening<<<

Shato and Aya show up at the Kawata twins house. Smiley answers the door. It seems like it’d be hard to tell, since he’s always smiling but somehow, when he saw them, particularly her, he became even happier. You could see relief in his expression, too.

“Thank God you guys came. Now we can get this party started, yeah?”

Her musical laugh pours into the house and he sticks out his arm for her. She smiles at him and blushes and puts her arm through his.

They walk into his place.

He looks over at her. “Hi, Aya! Welcome to our house.” 

She laughs and says, “Hi Smiley. Um, is it ok for me to call you that?”

“Well, I mean, I suppose you could call me Nahoya. Nobody but my brother calls me that, tho.”

She looks like she’s mulling it over.

“Well, what do you want me to call you? What’s your preference?”

He thinks about it for a minute. “I don’t think I really give a fuck what you call me. As long as you call me.” He winks at her.

“Well, I like feeling special, so I’ll call you Nahoya. I like that name, anyway. I don’t know any Nahoyas, except you. I guess that makes <i>you</i> pretty special, too.”

She smiles at him and hugs his arm.

He looks at her. “Yeah…I can tell you’re definitely special, alright. Where’s Shato been hiding you all this time?”

“Well, I’m not HIS, if yer thinkin that. We’re just friends.”

“Really? So last night was just…friendly?”

“That’s none of your business, sir!”, she says with a smile and a playful hand that goes to his chest. “We just studied. That’s ALL. I swear!” She laughs and starts blushing. “He likes to look cool in front of the guys, but he’s just a softie underneath it all.”

“Hmmm…interesting. Alright. Well, good. Cuz I like you. You’re cute.”

“You think so?”

“I cannot tell a lie.”

“Well, you just did.” She giggles.

“Heh heh. Maybe.” He winks at her.

“Come on, let's go get our drink on and meet everybody.”

He starts to pull on her arm, encouraging her to move forward with him, but she stops and then starts acting real shy again. “Umm, Nahoya?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m feelin a little nervous. I don’t know most of these people and they seem a bit scary to me. You don’t mind if I stick with you tonight, do you?”

“Yeah, that’s where I was hopin you’d be. Right by my side. I’ll keep you safe from all these creeps.” He chuckles. “Trust me, there ain’t a single guy here who’ll fuck with me OR my girl. I’ll fuckin murder ‘em all and they know it.”

She dips her head down. “Th-thank you, Nahoya.” She kisses him on the cheek and then looks down. Her cheeks are pink.

“God, yer adorable. Phew! Come on, let’s go meet all these assholes and get trashed.”

She laughs. “Ok, that sounds pretty good to me, actually.”

He introduces her to a bunch of guys from the gang and a couple from his high school and she takes note of every single one of them. Logging all the information away in her mind. She plays her role perfectly and has a great time. They all do. 

Drinks are flowing freely and a couple hours in she finds out one of the guys has some X, which she gladly accepts from him. Less than an hour later, she’s feeling amaaaazing. It’s becoming harder and harder to stay in character now and the deeper the X gets into her nervous system, the more she opens up.

She looks around and sees several people have already left. Her eyebrows rise, she didn’t realize so much time had passed already. She turns to look at Smiley and starts getting extra cozy with him. If her normal “resting self” was like this already, imagine her on a drug which amplifies all those things. She could barely keep her hands to herself (she didn’t fully) and she could barely keep her clothes on. When she couldn’t stand it even one second longer, she starts whispering in his ear. “I, uh, can’t take it anymore. The Molly…umm… Can we go somewhere, Nahoya?” 

His smile gets even bigger and he nods. Now it’s his turn to lean in. “I’m pretty sure the few that are left here are fucked up enough by now that no one’s gonna care or probably even notice if we, uh, check out for a bit”, he says with a wink. She giggles and bounces up and down on the couch next to him. “Thank you.”

Izumi immediately proves his theory wrong by looking over at them and asking, “Thank you for what? What’chu doin that’s worthy of thanksss?”

Smiley stands up off the couch and holds his hand out to Aya. She grabs it and stands up with a huge grin on her face to match his.

“Oh, nothin. She’s just really happy that I’m gonna give her a tour of the place. We’ll be back…whenever.”

“Yeah…”, Izumi scoffs. “Tour of your bedroom. Whatever.”

Smiley pays him no mind. He knows his friend is drunk and just upset because he wasn’t getting the prize tonight. Winner, winner, chicken dinner; all the guys had been hoping they could win it, but no one dared move on his territory. 

Smiley was unnerving to anyone who didn’t know him really well, because you never really knew where he was at mentally or emotionally. He’d be smiling big all the time, while, at the same time, saying some murderous evil shit and it would really shake people up sometimes. The darkness hiding behind his smile was something most people really didn’t want to see. Because if you were seeing that darkness, it usually meant your ass.

Smiley leads her back to his bedroom and when he opens the door, he sees Angry sitting in there, on his bed, watching TV. Smiley rolls his eyes and walks over to his dresser to set his cup of whiskey down. “What’re you doin in here, Souya? Why won’t you ever just relax and have fun? Go talk to people, have some drinks. Yuuma’s got ecstacy… You want some?”

Angry shrugs. “I dunno, man. Did you take any?”

“No. I’m drunk. You know I’m not really into all of that. But she did and she’s feelin real good right about now, aren’t ya, darlin?” He leans over and kisses her and she eagerly kisses him back.

She giggles and turns to his brother. “I, um, actually have another pill. He gave me two.” His eyes go wide. She giggles. “Y’know…Feminine charms and all.” Angry looks over at Smiley with a slightly concerned expression. Smiley nods at his brother. 

“Yeah, it’s alright, bro. Do it, if you want to. It’ll relax you. Make you feel good. I mean, hell, why not? We only got one life, ammirite? Who the fuck cares? Life’s too short…” He throws his arms around her waist and pulls her close. “…to not take time…” He begins kissing her again. “…to smell those roses.” 

She giggles. “He’s riiiight! Come here, take it.”

He sighs and gets up off the bed. “Alright, fine.” She extends her arm out toward him, the pill between her fingers. Smiley starts kissing down her neck and she throws her head back and laughs, giving him better access. Angry turns his head and watches his brother with her. She turns her head toward him and smiles. He ducks underneath her fingertips with an open mouth and she drops it in. He swallows unceremoniously.

“How long does it take?”

She shrugs. “Everybody’s a little different but definitely within a half an hour, you should be feelin SOMETHIN.”

Smiley extracts himself from her body to walk over and grabs his cup of whiskey. He walks it back over to his brother and hands it to him. “Drink this. It’ll make it kick in faster.” He winks at him and turns back to his prize. Angry shrugs and downs it.

He stands there, still right next to them, and watches as his brother take off her shirt and she takes off his. He watches their creamy flesh come together in the middle and move in tandem. He watches as her hand starts to explore. He watches Nahoya’s tongue probing her mouth, then he sees hers fighting back. He doesn’t even notice, at first, that he’s getting aroused.

Nahoya reaches behind her back and undoes her bra. She slides it off her arms and lets it fall to the floor. His hands have already moved on to her skirt. His hands move down the fabric until he feels flesh again and then they rise back up underneath it. His kisses and his movements are becoming more and more eager. He’s not the patient type. His fingers drag her panties down. Angry’s eyes watch as they fall to the ground. He licks his lips. 

Aya steps back from Nahoya’s urgent kisses for a moment and she turns away from him and faces Angry. She smiles at him kindly and her hand comes up to his face. “You feelin it yet, sweetie?”

I reaaallly want to go with two dudes at the same time…and twins at that? AND they’re cute. Fuck meeee. I’ve died and gone to heaven!

Her fingers move up through his soft blue hair and his eyes close as the feeling of it resonates throughout his entire body. It’s not super strong yet but it’s enough to notice. His eyes pop back open. “Whoa. Yeah…I think so. A little bit. That felt way more amazing than it should have.”

She turns her head back towards Smiley and laughs. He grins at her and walks up right behind her. She turns back to Angry smiles at him. “Or maybe I’m just THAT amazing?” She gives him an angelic look and giggles. “Let’s try this then and see how it feels…” She leans in and kisses him. 

Oh my Godddd, he’s such a good kisser. He’s so gentle. Those soft lips…phew! I want to keep kissing him for a while, I think…

Angry’s eyes close and he enjoys the best makeout session he’s ever felt before. Smiley grins and presses himself against her back and ass and it pushes her into Angry. 

“Oof!” 

“Sorry.”

He blushes and says, “That’s ok. I kinda like you this close. As long as Smiley doesn’t mind.”

“Bro, if I didn’t want you here with us, I woulda kicked your ass out already. But why would I? We share everything, don’t we?”

Angry nods and kisses her again, thinking about the fact that Smiley had never once shared a girl with him before. But he wasn’t complaining about it now.

{Go - The Chemical Brothers}

He starts to smile at her but it’s cut off by her lips. Smiley unzips himself. She smiles at the sound of it. She feels for Angry’s hand and brings it up to hold her breast. Then she takes his other one and puts it between her legs. Once his hands are properly placed, her hands begin to roam his body. She starts moaning into their kiss. It’s not long before Angry has joined her. “Mmmm…” She smiles to hear it.

Smiley pulls himself out through the hole made by his open zipper and then ducks slightly so his hand can slide between her legs as well. But his are there for a different purpose. He presses against her thighs to spread them further apart. She obliges happily and then she feels Smiley’s head probing between them. She tips her butt back and up just a little. She wants to help him in any way that she can. She’s absolutely dying to get it inside her.

She manages to get Angry’s shirt off and then starts working on depantsing him as well. Once she has him completely naked and vulnerable, her hand goes down and grabs a hold of him. He groans out in pleasure. She’s pleasantly surprised by his size. It makes her giddy. 

“You ready for me?”, Smiley says into her ear, punctuated with a nibble on her earlobe. She loves hearing his heavy breath in her ear. He sounds frantic to be inside her. She loves it. She nods up and down. 

“Yessss, please. I can’t wait to feel you, Nahoya.”

He chuckles. “That’ll make two of us.” He presses himself inside her and she moans loudly. 

“Oh my Goddd, you feel goooood! Hahahaaaa! Holy shit, girl. Woo! I’m reaaaally gonna enjoy fuckin you.” 

His statement makes her chuckle. “That makes two of us”, she says with a smile. She turns her head and winks at him. He takes the opportunity of her turned head to lean forward and kiss her and the forward motion pushes him all the way up into her.

“Ohhh fuck! Mmmm, you’re so big, Nahoya. Mmmm…you feel fucking amazing.” 

Her hand begins to stroke Angry faster. She gives him another kiss and a large part of her doesn’t want to stop, but she knows she has to move on… IF she wants the night to progress as she’d like it. And she very much does.

Her hands come up to Angry’s chest and she presses gently. His eyes open and he looks at her, confused. She smiles at him and says, “Trust me.” She winks at him and he smiles back at her. “Alright.” He nods and steps back a pace. 

“Let me see if that’s enough…” She bends slowly down as Smiley continues to move in and out of her. The lower she goes, the more his previously barely heard moans turn into grunts. “Fuck….yessss, just like that, sweetheart. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Mmmmm… RAHHH!” His stroke gets a bit more aggressive and he grabs her hips tightly.

“Oh my God. Yes!”, she yells out and then she looks at Angry. “Come here, sweetie.” 

He takes a step forward and she grabs ahold of his hard cock and then places her mouth around it. She lets the pounding movement of Smiley aid her in having Angry’s dick slide back and forth into her throat with ease. She starts moaning on his dick and he’s losing his shit. Everything was so much more intense right now. He probably could’ve cum just from what she was doing with his hair earlier, or even the kissing, much less THIS. 

But for some reason (the X, in case you’re wondering) he never does. Smiley watches her deep-throating his brother and somethin about it makes him even harder. He shudders and slams into her. “Ahhhh!”, she screams but it comes out as some sort of garbled sound. Her open throat makes Angry tap even deeper.

Smiley chuckles. “Good thing the music is blasting out there. Fuck, girl. I have to say I like hearin you scream, tho. Do it again.” He slams into her and smiles from ear to ear when he hears her scream again.

“Hahahaaaa! That’s my girl.” 

She smiles on Angry’s dick. But it had hurt her throat a bit. She brings her arm behind her and taps Smiley's arm a couple times.

“Yesssss?” He pulls out of her and rests his hand at the base. He strokes up it once. She lets Angry slip out of her mouth.

“My mouth is getting a little sore. Can we take this to the bed? I’d really love to be on top, if you don’t mind?”

“Hmmm, I don’t know.” He looks to Angry. “Whadya think, Souya?”

Angry looks down at his slightly softened penis and shrugs. He looks back at her. He’s catching feelings already. “Honestly? I just want to kiss and cuddle. I love you, Aya.”

She giggles a little and blushes. She looks at him with such tenderness in her eyes. “Oh my God, I’m sure you do right now. And right now I love you, too. Isn’t that nice? To get to do this with two people you love and two people I love. This is the best…”

Angry smiles as big as his brother and nods his head happily. “It really is. It’s especially nice for my first time.”

Her eyes go wide. “Oh my God! Are you serious?? I’m your… Oh my God, you just made me soooo happy. I’m gonna take such good care of you, love. Come here.” He steps back up to her and she kisses him and runs her fingers through his hair again. He moans into her kiss. She stops suddenly. Her head turns to Smiley. 

“Wait… You definitely don’t fuck like you’re a beginner, Nahoya.”

“No, I definitely am not.” He smiles.

“But you said you share everything with your brother, so how come, uhhh…?”

Smiley laughs. “He never wants to.”

“What? You never asked before”, Angry retorts.

He shrugs. “Yeah, maybe not. Who knows? I guess I just never thought of it before. And you’re usually not with me when I’m having “Happy Girl Time”, cuz I usually do it at the girl’s houses or wherever we happen to be. Whatever. We’re sharin now, so who cares?”

“Yeah…” Angry smiles. “Who cares? I’m glad you shared this time, tho. Like, soooo sooo glad.”

Smiley laughs. “Yeah, I can tell. Enjoy it.”

She kisses him again and his response comes out as just, “Mmmmm”.

Smiley grabs their hands and leads them over to his bed. “Come on, lovers.” He unbuckles and takes his pants off the rest of the way. “I don’t like to wait.” 

She laughs. “Me either. I hate wait!”

He falls back on the bed and says, “well, then what’re you waitin for? Huh? Get on me, woman. Stop kissin for 10 seconds so I can get back inside you.” She removes her tongue from Angry’s mouth and giggles. “Sorry, it just feels sooo fucking good kissing him. You might be one of the best kissers I’ve ever met.” Angry blushes profusely at her words.

“Hey, I feel good too, don’t I?” He whines slightly.

She looks at him. “What? Are you jealous of your brother?”

“Well, maybe if you told me I had one of the best cocks you’ve ever felt, then I’d be feelin just fine about it.”

“Oh, well let me put you at ease.” She crawls up onto the bed next to him. She looks down into his eyes. “You have one of the best dicks I’ve eeeeever met. I love it.”

Smiley beams with pride. “Ok, I’m good now.” His smile is huge again. She swings her leg over his body. He looks over at his brother. “No, wait.”

“There’s that word again. I thought you hated wait like I do?” She laughs. 

“Haha, I dooo. But this won’t be long.”

He grabs her by the hips. “Turn around.”

“Ooooh! I LIKE yooouuu”, she smiles.

That makes him laugh. She turns herself gladly.

“That way you and little bro can make out while I pound you for as long as I can stand it.”

She bounces up and down and yells, “Yaaay!”

Angry’s eyes follow the trajectory of those lovely globes flying in slow-motion in front of his eyes. 

She sees the hunger in his eyes.

“Come here, my sweet little lover.” She holds out her arms to him and like he was on the other end of a rubber-band he snaps right back to her. It’s mere seconds before he’s on the bed, on his knees, in front of her and her lips are on his and her arms are wrapped around his body.

This makes Smiley happy and he lifts her ass up, which pushes her breasts against Angry’s bare chest. His hands come up and cups them and caresses them. God, she feels fucking amazing. He’s in awe of this beautiful creature. Once Smiley has himself positioned perfectly under her lips, he flicks his hips up and plunges into her plush juicy insides. It forces a loud groan out of both of them. Then she smiles and continues kissing Angry.

Smiley’s fingers make deep dimples on her thighs as his grip tightens on her. He starts moving her hips with his hands and thrusting up into her. She has to break the kiss and moan out loudly. “Oh my Goddddd, you feel good. Fuck.” She straightens up a bit, pulling Angry along with her and she throws her head back. She’s flying high on the gusts and updrafts of the amazing feelings coursing through her right now.

Angry looks at her getting totally fucked out by his brother and he smiles and his eyes drop to the lovely jiggle of her breasts. Every time he sees them this warm feeling washes over him and all he wants is to be safely held by her and to have her breasts in his mouth. He just has to have them. He inches down and places his mouth on her nipple. Oh my God! Having it in my mouth. Mmmm… God, I gotta control myself. I’m about 2 seconds from shouting Mommy. What the fuuucck? Why is this sooo good?

He loses himself in it for some time. She straightens her back out even more, simultaneously adjusting the positions of both of the guys; Smiley inside of her and she moans as she feels him rubbing against her back wall now, and Angry, who now doesn’t have to hunch over as much to gain access. He sits back on his heels and her breasts are now perfectly at mouth level. His hands alternate running up and down her stomach and leg. He cannot stop touching her. But he wants to be touched by her, too.

He finds her hand and gently puts it between his legs. He was still mostly limp but he didn’t care. He just wanted to feel her hands on him, touching him. He wanted anything that was gonna intensify this. She doesn’t disappoint.

They stay just like that for a little while and then she turns her head back to look at Smiley and she smiles at his ecstatic grin. “Nahoya?”

“Yes, love?” His eyes actually open a bit and she sees his gorgeous blue eyes. He is stunningly beautiful. Phew!

“I want to cum reeeal bad but I need you to fuck me as hard as you can, ok? You think you can do that for me, big boy?”

That big ol’ smile comes right back and those baby blues disappear once again.

“Yeah, heh heh, I think I can manage it.” He slides out of her and gets up off the bed. He looks to Angry and says, “Hey buddy, yer gonna have to just watch now for a little bit. Ok?”

Angry looks slightly sad but he nods his head and moves off the bed as well. She’s left there all on her own, naked, sitting on her heels on the bed. 

Smiley shakes his head and holds out his arm for Angry to come to him. He wraps his arm around Angry’s shoulders and turns his head towards him.

“Y’ever seen anything so fucking delicious in your life?”

He starts shaking his head in a daze. “No…not even close. She’s like an…angel or something.”

They hear her musical laugh. “Farrrr from it, I’m sure.” She gives them a wicked look and Smiley’s dick twitches. “Welp, that’s my cue. Get on your stomach for me…angel.” He smirks at her and she giggles and complies, eagerly.

“Even drunk, I ain’t gonna be able to stop from cummin this time. You want me to get a condom?”

She turns her head away from him and says, “no”.

“Damn, yer filthy, girl!”

It makes her laugh. “Nooo, birth control.”

“Nice. Just what I like to hear. Wish more girls were smart like you.”

She smiles but it fades to a straight face. She knew why she was so “smart” now. It was because she’d been so dumb before, with Dai. The dark thoughts start creeping in. She suddenly yells out, “Fuck me, Nahoya! Fuck me till we both cum.”

His dick twitches again. “Yes, ma’am! When I start, I’m gonna be comin in fast and hard, ok sugar?”

“Mmmhmmm” she says, biting back the tears. She needs him to fuck every last bad feeling out of her soul. “Pleeeaassee,” she whimpers.

He plunges into her with a long drawn out “Mmmmmm”. 

He starts pounding into her with a great grunt and a loud smack of their bodies at the end of each collision…over and over…

“Harder! Fuck me uuupppppp! Oh my Godddddd!”

His eyes roll into the back of his head as he fucks her into oblivion.

Angry is watching them with eyes wide. He has no problem getting an erection now. He’s hard as steel and is very soon experiencing one of the best orgasms he’d ever felt. All three of them end up cumming at the same time and all that’s heard for a little bit is a great assortment of animalistic grunts and moaning noises. When their respective orgasms were done with them, none had anything left over. Angry smiled to hear all of them breathing so heavily. He stumbled over to the bed and layed down next to her. He immediately curled up in her arms and started dragging his fingertips up and down her belly. He had no sexual intent, she just liked feeling her. She ran her fingers through long silky hair and it sent chills all through his body.

He tipped his head up from looking at her stomach and looked at her face. He kissed her. She moaned into their kiss and pulled away with a smile. “Y’know…this is literally the perfect way to end this looooovely night. I’ve never fallen asleep in the arms of two lovers. Mmmmm… Perrrrrfectttt…”

She turns her head to Smiley. “Will you spoon me, love?”

“With pleasure.”

“Just till I fall asleep. Then you can do whatever the fuck you want.”

He chuckles at her ordering him around. “Ha ha, ok, Missy. Did I not dominate you hard enough?”

She giggles. “I bet you’d looove to be dominated…” She looks into his eyes which have opened once again. “…by the right girl, perhaps.”

He shrugs. “Maybe.” He moves himself up against her back and slides his arm under her. She holds out her arms in front of her and Angry scootches into them and lays his head sideways on her breasts. She wraps her arms around his neck and back. Smiley moves his hand down and at first, rustles his brother's hair a bit with his fingertips. Then he relaxes his hand and lets his fingers just play. 

“Mmmm… Can I just stay right here…like for the rest of my life?”, Angry says lazily.

Aya and Smiley start laughing. It makes all of them bump and bounce.

“I think somebodyyyyy’s in looove, ladies and gentlemen.”

She feels his face get hot against her chest. 

Oh my Godddd, he’s so damn precious. He’s definitely the sensitive one of the two. Awwww, poor baby’s gonna get his heart broken here. She frowns. It makes her sad because she genuinely liked the boy and she didn’t want to hurt anyone. She just had an itch that HAD TO get scratched. And, sex was the only therapy she’d found to push the darkness in her soul back. 

She brought her lips down and kissed his head and wrapped her arms a little tighter around him. Angry was currently in heaven. He brought his arm up her leg and then draped it over her waist and his brother’s. His eyes closed.

This is the closest thing she’d felt to being with Dai. She smiled.

And it took two of them to get there. Jesus… He’s fuckin ruined me. No, no. Stop. This is good. I feel good. I just want to stay right here, right in this moment, feeling this and go to sleep. 

Sleeeeep…

“Mmmmm….”

[bluespiritpaintedlady]

Love, love, LOOOVVEE!!

Delphinium

[bluespiritpaintedlady]

All Roads Lead to Kawata…

This is Part 1 of an excerpt from my Mitsuya fanfic over on ao3 called “Love Endures”. The female in this story is NOT the main OC of the story. This is a side character from Mitsuya's past. It falls within his backstory. This is the story of how she meets & gets involved with the Kawata twins, which later becomes a real problem for her AND for MItsuya. Part 1 leads you up to her just meeting them. Pt. 2 is more…uhhh, juicy, let’s say. Ok, fine it’s like straight up fucking porn… *shrugs*

So, yeah, this is my Kawata Twins hole I fell down. Oh my Goddd… Hope y’all enjoy.

There’s no, like, in detail sex in this one, so I don’t think I’m gonna label it MA but a few explicit things are mentioned. Oh and lots of explicit language of course. I mean, come on, that goes without saying, doesn’t it?

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Thursday, February 1st, 2007

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“Koko! Yer gay, right?”

“Ew, fuck off. And it’s none of your business, anyway. I barely even know you, really. It’s only cuz Shin and your brother were buddies…”

She rolls her eyes at him.

“Whatever. I’ve known you since I was 11.”

“Uh huh and yerrrr what, now? 12?”

“Suck my dick, Koko. Anyway, soooo, that’s a yes, then?” She laughs. “Look, I don’t give a shit that you wanna fuck Inupi in the ass. That’s your thing, man. I just want to ask youuuu where all the hot guys are. And I don’t have any girlfriends anymore-“

“I wonder whyyy.”

“Shut UP! And I trust your judgment on cute guys, cuz yer gay.”

“Ugh…whatever, Aya. Yer such a bitch.”

“Uh huh…just dish, ok? What about the guys in your gang? What is it? Toman? Guys in gangs are soooo hotttt… All the muscles and the tattoos, oh my Godddd… So hot!”

Koko smiles. He really doesn’t like “guys”…only Inupi. He and his sister were the only people he’d ever fully opened his heart up to. But, still he recognizes beauty in the opposite sex and she was right. Biker guys <i>were</i> hot.

“Ok, shut up, you hentai. But yeeeeah, our gang has plenty of eye candy. Quite a bit, actually. If yer askin my opinion, no gang looks better than ours….like not even close.”

“Ohhhh, this sounds promising.” She rubs her hands together and gets a devilish look on her face.

Koko rubs his chin. “Hmmm, I don’t know if I should allow a wild ass cougar to be released in the midst of the guys, tho. You could do some real damage.”

“Ohhh pssshhh! First of all, I’m not some old lady lookin for young men…”

“Might as well be…”

“Ew!” She smacks him. “And do you really think poor wittle me is gonna do <i>anything</i> to those big bad bosozoku?? Come onnnn, Koko. Stop being fucking dramatic about eeeeeeverything.”

His eyes narrow to slits. “Slugging fists isn’t the only way to hurt someone, y’know?”

“Yeah…I know…” Her head drops sadly. 

When she doesn’t say more, he turns his head to look at her. He sees the sad lost look on her face. His brow furrows.

“Hey, are you-“

“-Awesome. Well, when’s the next time you guys are all getting together? Or, y’know…at least the hot ones.” She giggles.

He looks at her and smiles. “We don’t split into groups, y’know? All the hot ones over here and all the plain bitches over there.”

“Heh heh, bitches! I love it. They probably are a bunch of bitches. Bet I could break ‘em.”

A look of slight concern comes to his face. “You could probably break most men. That’s why I never fucked you. I know too much…I’ve seen too much.” He shakes his head.

She doesn’t like hearing this. “Soooo, when’s the nexxxxttt tiiiimmeee…?”

“Ugh! We get together once a week, usually Thursday or Friday, depends. So, that means we’re getting together tomorrow tonight but it doesn’t matter, cuz you can’t actually come to the meeting.”

He doesn’t say anymore.

She looks at him with large eyes. “Okaaayy, annndd?”

“Well, I mean…if you show up right at the end, all the guys’ll be there. We usually hang around and talk afterwards for a while. You’ll be able to see us in all our glory…” He smirks at her.

“Well, I doooo love a man in a uniform. So, how many members you got in Toman now?”

“Why? You thinkin about fuckin ‘em all?”

“Maybeeee…” She laughs. “…but then that’s none of yer damn business Koko, and I’ll thank you to stay out of my personal affairs!”

They chuckle with each other. “Uh huh.”

“No, I actually just wanna figure out if I know anyone other than you in there.”

“Well…yeah, Shota’s in the gang.”

“Shotaaa?! For real?! How the fuck? He never told me he was… Oh, now I’m angry. Ugh. Anyway, ok well, he’s my ‘in’ then.”

He rolls his eyes. “Why do you even need an “in” anyway? Just show up. I mean you know me</i>.”

“No, stop. I can’t do that. I can’t just walk in and be like ‘hey bitches I’m here to fuck!’”

“Well, at least it’d be honest…” He turns and looks at her. “Seriously, don’t go fuckin up the guys in the gang. Please. We already got enough fuckin bullshit to deal with, without you whippin everyone up into a pussy-frenzy or having to deal with mul-ti-ple broken hearts.”

“Nooo, I really just want to find one, Koko. I know I talk big-“

“Yeah and you fuck big, too.”

She laughs. “Yeah, I definitely do. But I’m tired of it all, Koko. I’m sooo fucking tired. I’ve gone from one tragedy to the next to the next to the next…” She trails off, lost in painful recollection for a moment. He turns his head away, this was a bit too “intimate” for him. He liked to keep things surface…and for good reason.

She finally continues, “…and now from one guy to the next to the next…”

She trails off again and he picks up where she left off, “…and the next and the next and the next.”, he says with a grin. 

“Shut up, cocksucker. I fight with Dai all the time, so I know I can take your tiny ass.”

He puffs up his chest a tad. “Bigger than <i>you</i>, bitch.” He walks out of the room and grabs his coat mumbling, “I’ll show you small…”

She hears him and laughs. “I wish you would, Kok’. I’ve been tryin to get some of that for a while now.”

She hears “Nope!” float in from the other room. She giggles.

“You dooonn’t knoooww what yer missssinnnn!”, she sings to him.

He laughs loudly and comes back in the room with his coat thrown over his shoulder hanging down from his fingers. 

“Damn Koko, you are hella fly and hella stylish, as always. If only every man had your kind of style…and hotness, too. Damn.”

He turns back around and points towards the door. “Down girl! And I’m leaving, sooo yeah…”

“God, yer so rude… Will you at least give me a kiss before I go?”

“Will you leave if I don’t?”

She smiles big and shakes her head, acting all shy.

“You can’t “pursuade” me with your little “act” so just stop. And come here…”

She giggles and runs over to him.

“Give me your cheek.”

She gives him a pout. “Awww, come on. Just a little sugar, baaayybbbyyyyy?” She smiles.

“Nope. I gotta cut you off.”

“Ugh. Whatever. Fine.”

She puts her cheek up to him and as he goes in to kiss it, she pulls the oldest trick in the book, the old bait and switch. She turns her head quickly and kisses him on the lips.

He lets her have it for an extra minute because he really doesn’t care and he knows how happy it makes her. When he’s had enough, he pulls back.

“Ok, that’s enough. Tiiiimme to gooooo!”

She giggles and hops up and down. 

“Thaaaankkk youuu, Kooookoooo! I looove yooouuu!”

“Uh huh. You love me for my doggy-style.”

She looks him up and down again. “Ugh. I wissshh!”

“Yeah…we definitely need to get you a guy. I can’t keep fillin in.”

“Oh stop it. I haven’t done anything to you that’s hurt you. You certainly didn’t hate it.” She licks her lips. “So, shut up!”

He smiles at her and they walk out together.

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  Friday, February 2nd

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>>12:30pm<<

“Shaaaattoooo! Hey, wait up!” She runs up to him, he watches her bounce. When she reaches him she grabs a hold of his arm and presses her breasts up against his arm. Her high school persona is running strong. “Heeey Shato! It’s been a little bit, right? I was hangin with Koko yesterday and he told me you were in fucking Toman! I didn’t know that. Why didn’t you ever tell me?” She play smacks him and moves in maddeningly close to his body.

Her closeness is throwing his mind off its tracks. He speaks to her in a lowered voice, “Uh…well I mean it’s not something I spread around at school, man. I can’t risk getting a bad rep here. My dad will end my life if I do badly at school.”

She nods like she understands his struggles. Then she gives him a pleading look. 

“Well, I wanna come.”

“Umm, what?” He swallows.

“I wanna come with you!”

“Huh?”, he squeaks out. 

“And see the gang. I want to meet your friends.”

He looks at her confused. “Come with me? Huh?”

“Tonight, of course.”

“Oh..uhhh…heh heh, well… The guys get really crazy about that kind of shit. Uhhh, you can’t just show up at one of our meetings.”

“No, silly…” She presses her tits tighter against him. “I want to come <i>after</i>. Can I? Pleeeaseee?”

“Um…” He’s startin to sweat.

She brings her face right up to his and then leans in to whisper in his ear, “I’ll do annyything to be able to coooommme, Shato.” With a sexy little whimper she whines, “Pleeeaassee?” 

He’s starting to get really hot under the collar. There really wasn’t any other way this was gonna end other than him giving in to her. He was going to say yes. He’s completely helpless against her particular skillset.

“Yeah, Aya. Meet me at Musashi at like, 8:30. And, uh, then maybe we can hang after?”

She is happier than a pig in shit. “Yesssss. Anything for my BEST friend Shatooo!” She kisses him on the cheek and walks away, making herself look as adorable as possibly as she does. As soon as she’s out of his sight, the act drops and she smiles to herself. She’d won yet another battle. Meanwhile, back in the hallway, Shato stood there like he’d just walked the path of a tornado.

“Shato-san? Hey man, it’s time for class. Snap out of it.” Someone bumps him and it snaps him out of it. “Shit.” He scurries off.

>>> 8:25<<<

She strolls casually through the parking lot, like she had not a care in the world. She can hear the shouts of “Otsukaresama desu!” and “Toman!” ringing out all over the grounds of the shrine. It gives her goosebumps. <i>They’re like an army. Fucking amazing!</i> Her smile grows as she walks around and thinks about the gang and looks at their bikes filling the parking lot.

She makes her way over to the steps leading up to the shrine and sits down. She whistles and thinks about Dai. <i>I wonder where he is right now? Is he in someone else’s bed…? Fuckin somebody else?</i> She didn’t like how that thought made her feel. It was deep; the wound was etched into her on a cellular level. She shook her head. “No”, she mumbled to herself. 

<i>I’m gonna go home with Shato tonight and have some fun and then I’m gonna get really fucking high so I can fall asleep-

-Aloonnee…

Stop it! And I’m gonna meet some guys here and maybe one of them will be a good one. There’s gotta be one out there somewhere. Someone as good as Dai-

-There isn’t anyone as good as Dai.

…or better even. He isn’t that great really, anyway. 

That’ssss a liiiieee…you don’t believe that even slightly.</i>

She starts shaking her head at the voice.

<i>You are still in love with him. 

No. No, I’m not. I mean he’s my brother…so, yeah I love him but, no. He broke my fucking heart too many times. 

You’re never gonna find someone who can fuck you like he can….

Oh Godddd…no. Stop! It’s not true. I’ll find someone. I’ve had a few really good fuc-

-You’re never gonna find someone who will hold you in their arms till you fall asleep…</i>

She wants to scream. <i>SHUT THE FUCK UPPPPPP!

You’re never gonna-</i>

“Hey, Aya!”

He raised her right up out of that prison in her mind. She is so happy to see him because of it, that she jumps right up and hugs him. Tight. It makes him groan just a little. She hears it and smiles. She pulls back and looks at him coyly. “I can’t wait till we get to hang out laaaterrr.”

“Mmmm… me either. I’m sure we’ll have <i>lots</i> of fun.”

She took another step back to look at him. She eyed him all the way up and all the way down. He was lookin sharp in that uniform. This was a different Shota than she’d known at school. 

“Wow….you shine up like a pretty little penny.”

He blushes. “Heh heh… Thanks. You’ve never seen me like this before, huh?” He stands up a little taller and makes an exaggerated tough guy face and pose.

She laughs. “Definitely not.” She brings her lips to his ear. “I like this version. I kinda think it’s my favorite.” She steps back.

He chuckles. “Yeah, mine too. This is my best <i>self</i>.”

She nods and smiles. “I can see it, Shota. You are shining bright right now. I can definitely see it…”

He blushes again. “Thank you. So, uh…you want to meet the gang, huh?”

She gives him a big smile and nods enthusiastically.

“Haha. Yer so damn cute, Aya. Is there any man alive that can say no to you?”

She looks like she’s thinking it over, deeply.

“I don’t know… I mean I haven’t found one yet.” She shrugs and smiles at him.

“Good God. If there <i>is</i> anyone that can, you probably won’t find him among us.” He scoffs. “Come on. Let’s go meet the guys.”

She bounces up and down. He gulps and has to take a deep breath. They walk over to a small group of guys standing around a pair of twins, one with bright pinky-orange shoulder-length hair and one with bright bluish-green shoulder-length hair, both style in exactly the same way. The only difference between them is the color of their hair and the fact that the orange one had sashes flowing from his uniform.

“Kawata! What’s up, man?” 

The blue one looks at him, shows no emotional response, and then looks away. The peach one’s head lifts up and he smiles large. 

“Heeeey Shato! What’s up?”

They do their little “bro hug” and handshake. 

“Who’s your friend, here?”, Kawata asks.

“This is Aya.”

She turns her Adorable Dial up to 11. She bows a little to them and says, meekly, “Hajimemashite!”

“Yeah, Hajimemashite, indeed. I’m Smiley. This is my brother, Angry.” His hand smacks lightly against his brother’s chest. Angry looks over at her, angrily.

“Hey” is all they get out of him.

“Fourth division, introduce yourselves to the fine lady.”

The five guys around the circle with them bow respectfully and shout, “Hai!” Then they start naming off, one after the other from left to right till all 5 are through and they are back round to her and Shato. She bows to all of them and repeats her earlier greeting. 

“So, what you guys up to tonight? Anything fun?”, Shato asks Smiley.

“Nah. I’m saving it all up for tomorrow.”

“What, you got a big date or somethin?”

“I wish. No, a bunch of us are gettin together over at my place tomorrow. Gonna have some fun, get fucked up. Can’t wait. Shit’s been craaaazy around here lately. Need to let down my hurrr, know what I mean?”

Shato looks at him and smirks. “Can’t imagine your hair any more let out than it already is, man.”

Smiley laughs. “Ohhh, you have nooo idea, my friend. It can go sooo MUCH further than this.”

He looks over at Aya and then back to Shato. “Why don’t, uh, you and your friend Aya here, come join us? I’m sure you’ll have a…BLAST.” His grin gets impossibly bigger. Shota looks over to her. “Whadya think, jellybean?”

She starts laughing. “Isn’t it supposed to be ‘know what I mean?’ Like, it’s supposed to rhyme, right?”

He looks at her dumbly. “Huh?”

Her musical laugh rings out again. “Nevermind. Yeah, that sounds awesome.” She turns to Smiley and bows slightly. “Arigato Gozimasu.”

His eyes open ever so slightly. “Pretty <i>and</i> has manners, huh? Isn’t that nice to see?”, he asks no one in particular. He waves his hand back and forth and shrugs. “Kinishinae de.” 

With tomorrow now taken care of, the pressure lifts off of her and she quickly zeroes back in on tonight's meal. In front of all of the guys in their circle, she grabs Shato’s arm and leans in to once again whisper into his ear. She was aware of just how effective this tactic was on this particular boy. She also makes sure they all can see her very clearly pressing her tits against Shato. She really likes makin them squirm a little. She likes to tease. She steps back from his ear and looks at him with a big smile and he nods his head vigorously.

“Hey guys, I need to get Aya-san back home. She’s got a BUNCH of studying to catch up on. I gotta help her out, y’know?” 

“Stopppp! You’re making it soound soo…LEWD. We’re ACTUALLY going to study, y’know? I mean it, Shato!”

Smiley nods his head with a smile. “Heh heh, yeah I'm sure you’ll get pleeennty done tonight.”

She blushes and starts pulling on his arm. “Come onnnn!”, she says with a slight whine.

He looks at Smiley and laughs. “Sorry, she’s beggin me for it. I gotsta gooo!”

“I don’t blame you. I’m surprised you’re still here. So, uh see you two tomorrow, right?”, he says with a quick lick of his lips.

She and Shato smile and their heads bob up and down.

She pays Shato’s favor back in full several times over that night. When they both collapse in her bed at the end of their escapades, she turns her head towards him and between labored breaths she tells him, “Shato…I wanted to…uh, thank you…for helpin me out…today.”

He turns his head towards her and smiles. “I’d say you definitely showed your gratitude PLENTY tonight.”

She giggles. “Well, I was REEALLLY thankful. But I just wanted you to know… I, uhhh, wanna kinda keep this between us. Ok? I mean, I don’t want to confuse you… Like, I don’t want to date. I just wanted to fuck. Can you appreciate that?”

“Friends with benefits? Yeah, I can dig that.”

“Well, friends with bene-FIT, anyway. I don’t know if we’ll be doing this again.”

He looks back over at her. “You mean unless I happen to do something for you another time and make you reeaally thankful for it again?”

She chuckles. “Mayyybeee. I like to take care of my…friends.”

“You sure do. Alright, I’m cool. I ain’t gonna become some needy bitch, if that’s what yer gettin at. We’re all good, babe..”

She feels a slight inner twitch at his use of the word babe. She pushes it down.

“Good”, she says and kisses him. “Alright, I need to get some sleep. You wanna get high with me before you go?”

He gets off the bed and grabs his uniform off the floor and starts putting his clothes back on.

“Nah, I’m good. I’ll see ya tomorrow night. Meet me at my place around 8-ish, alright?”

She nods and smiles at him.

“Thank you, Shato. For everything.”

“You’re welcome. I’ma definitely have to say ‘anytime’.”

“Haha! I bet. See ya tomorrow.”

He smiles and leaves her bedroom. She watched him go. <i>Damn, I do love a man in uniform. Mmm…</i> She sighs happily. But the happiness doesn’t hang around long before the whispers have come back and are startin to get loud. The rattle of a pill bottle is heard. She quickly throws a pill into her mouth and then saunters back into Dai’s bedroom and grabs one of the many bottles littering the top of his dresser and takes a big swig. She walks back and collapses on her bed. Tonight she doesn’t dream.