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The entire ride home consisted of you hiding your neck from the world and attempting to shoo Hinata away from you, the fiery headed freshman had let his curiosity get the best of him and had not ceased an onslaught of questions. “Where did you meet the Great King? Are you two dating? How long have you been together?” Sighing for what felt like the millionth time, you finally decided to give in, beckoning him closer with your finger. The boy’s eyes lit up as he practically flew towards you, stopping just short of your face. You couldn’t breath through your nose without touching him, but it was better than having every

As acid rain Passes through my lips, Your signature glare Burns through my soul. Love comes, Love goes, Love dies, We grow. Through trial and intuition, Life is made clear. As the end draws closer, So does our fear. The darkness closes in, Black as our hearts. We failed to set things right, And so we failed from the start. As the acid rain falls, So do we.

Chapter 1: Where am I? Yami's eyes snapped open. He was lying on the cold concrete floor, not knowing where he was. He sat up, looked around and wondered. "Where am I?" He asked himself. While looking around, he spotted a couple, running, holding what looked like weapons. Yami got up and went to follow them. It was very dark, which made following them difficult. He continued in their direction until they stopped and had ducked behind a rather large dustbin. He quietly approached them until… "Wait, I think someone's behind us," the male one whispered. Yami panicked and hid behind the building wall. The female turned to see who was ther

     “Yeah, I left behind my girlfriend. I don’t want to brag or anything, but I’m pretty sure she cried at my funeral.” The dark haired man sitting across from John raised a clever, thick brow. His eyes shouted unimpressed, and his lips were pursed in disinterest. John turned his head down to stare at the table between them. “She’s probably found some guy’s shoulder to cry on. And he’s probably comforting her right now….Or fucking her…..A nice, comforting fuck.”     The moody eyed man sighed, rolling his eyes. “Yeah, right.” It was painfully obvious John was gr

Draco laid on his bed staring at the ceiling. His feet dangling over the edge of bed which was dressed in black sheets. The only thing on his mind was what had just accrued. "Draco?" Potter had spotted him walking around the halls after curfew. "Potter why are you out at this time of night?" "Shouldn't I be asking you the same, and if you must know I was taking a walk to help me sleep and you were doing what may I ask?" Draco really wasn't sure why he was out of bed. He just thought that it was right to be out here. Suddenly they heard footsteps climbing the stairs. "Shit!" Draco mumbled. Quickly he grabbed Potter's hand and pulled him

       Later, you learned of more details to the investigation.  On November 13th, in the bedroom of a small house on Hollywood's Insist Street, a man named Believe Bridesmaid was killed. He lived alone, working as a freelance writer. He was strangled with a string after being knocked out with some sort of drug. There were no signs of struggle. Later, on December 4th, in a downtown apartment on 3rd Avenue, a young female named Quarter Queen was beaten to death, her skull caved in front by something long and hard. Once again, she appeared to have been drugged and unconscious during the time of death

         It was early one very cold morning. You were rushing around the kitchen getting everything ready for Alois's breakfast. Claude had forgotten to tell you the night before that he would be gone today, leaving you to run the house. You heard the sound of Alois's voice, calling down to you for breakfast from his room. “I'll be right there sir.” After quickly finishing, you rushed upstairs and placed Alois's breakfast on his nightstand. “I'm sorry it took me so long, I didn't know that Clause was going to be gone today.” “Don't give me your excuses, I don't want to... Wait, Claude isn't here?” A slow,

Summary: Pewdiepie and Cry are stuck in the world of 'Amnesia: The Dark Descent' and as a Cry wakes up alone and shackled in a cell, all does not bode well for the duo. Warnings: A little blood, insanity and bromance/friendship -nothing more then that I promise- ~*~ The world seemed to melt into existence as the blue eyed gamer blearily looked up, his head suddenly splitting in pain from the slight movement. Grimacing, the young man stayed still, trying to work out just what situation he was in. Now that he was awake and slowly trying to focus, the pain coursing through his body washed over him and he had to bite his lip to prevent a gro