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THIS IS YAOI!!!!!!!!!!!!!! http://locorocococa.deviantart.com/art/Riku-X-Sora-12-Blood-Shower-91714734 LAST CHAPTER The car stopped with tire marks and slid perfectly into an empty parking space. Cloud picked up Riku's body and Sora followed. The two ran in and had Riku immediately taken to the ICU. They weren't allowed in with Riku until later, after then made stitches and fixed him up. Cloud sighed and sat down. Sora was scared. He prayed Riku would make it. All they could do is wait.

1. Only a few people know it, but Wil is almost completely colorblind. He can usually only see colors if they're very, very vibrant, and everything else seems to be just a different shade of grey. That's part of the reason he likes hanging out with Serra so much, because she always wears such bright colors. 2. Wil will go on a date with almost anyone, saying they're not a girl and he doesn't hate them. He does this because he feels it's rude not to, and because he has found, in his experience, that dates are generally fun things to go on (unless they're serious; they're not really that much fun then). 3. This has caused some rather… nasty

Café Ciliegia Summary: Marth's an inspired playwright with no inspiration, and Roy is a barista with acting skills pristine after years of serving coffeecake. With his adaption of 'The Black Thief and the Knight of Glen' going nowhere, Marth decides Roy might be the cure for his writers' block – and his relationship issues. MxR. Yaoi. June 15th, 6:27 AM. The very moment Marth lost his sanity, not to mention his will to write. Or live. Not that there was much of a difference. He was stretched across the backseat of his 1995 Maxima, a binder full of messily written plot bunnies by his side, while The Duprees swooned wistfully from

1. Lonlissa “Come oooon,” Lissa whined childishly as she leaned closer to him. A kittenish smirk curling the edge of her mouth, the petite blonde gave a little wink and held back a laugh to see his perfectly flushed face. “You know you have the utmost position to touch me anywhere, right?” Lon’qu only gave a bitter – and obviously embarrassed – scoff. “I know that…” he muttered slowly, eyes averted to the left then back to his wife’s breasts. A gulp slipped down his throat. A frantic beat shook his head. Once again he took a deep breath, eyes closed then fluttered open to see

Our story begins with Roy, red headed young man who was an excellent swordsman and duke in his kingdom. He was fast asleep in his royal bed room in his brass four posted bed with the curtains draped all around him. He was tucked in a red warm plush velvet duvet with his head resting on plush fluffy pillows he smiled as he was dreaming about the time he had in Melee. He was dreaming about one of his best friends Marth. He and the blue haired prince was having a cup of tea and enjoying the warm sunshine, they sat on wooded garden chairs with a small glass table between them. They were sat on the balcony overlooking the maze garden behind the s

[WARNING: MAJOR SPOILERS! DO NOT READ ON IF YOU HAVE NOT FINISHED OR PLAYED THE GAME!]  There were two choices now: either let Chrom finish Grima or… the second option had higher stakes. [Name] looked at their other self, the one from the future where Lucina and the other children came from; the future where they had killed Chrom. The reflection of them was kneeling on the back of the Fell Dragon, with little energy to fight or defend them. Before the final battle, Chrom had tried to make [Name] swear that they wouldn’t sacrifice themselves, but his friend and tactician replied that they wouldn’t guarantee that oath;

Their relationship was absolutely dysfunctional in every sense of the word. One might have thought that it could work on some level; yes, they were very different people, but they had made a friendship of sorts and that had worked out just fine. So they had reasoned that a relationship would work, maybe, but then found out they were entirely wrong. There were a lot of one-sided "I love you"s and a lot of one-sided "I hate you"s to follow that along; A lot of issues brought to surface that neither had know had previously existed; A lot of psychological problems that neither wanted to deal with; A lot of desperate grabs for attention, only