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04-20-2008, 09:20 PM
Yeah, but there's so much posting nonsense in that thread...I wanted to post it somewhere, er, fresh? lol It's in the Yaoi/Yuri Fanfic board if you wanted to read it there...
I'm pretty content with life right now....For the most part, anyway....Well, at least, I'm pretty sure I am....
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04-20-2008, 10:44 PM
Hey! that was pretty good. Actually thats the first yaoi i have ever read. Seriously. I think you should post it. Its a good story line to follow. Let me know when you have more written on your website. I'll add you to my buddy list here.
s the 10th doctor s Verbal & Taku
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04-21-2008, 12:00 PM
All right, I'll post it =)
Chapter One—Diem Perdidi Carpe Noctem (I have lost the day, Seize the night) It was raining again. Ferric sighed. He hated the rain. He was sitting against the wall, trying absentmindedly to smooth out his disheveled black suit with his hand, not expecting it to work.. "We’ve got another," Domenikos said suddenly, appearing in front of Ferric. Ferric looked up into Domenikos’s stark white eyes and stopped smoothing out his pants. "But I’m done for the day," Ferric said matter-of-factly. Domenikos sighed as Ferric went back to trying to smooth out his pants. "Boss Amos wants this guy dead. He's an upper level," Domenikos said enticingly. Ferric looked back up at Domenikos with his cobalt colored eyes. "Guy? Upper level? It’s not an animal?" Domenikos laughed deeply and pulled Ferric up by the wrist. "It’s a vampire. His K.C. is nearly 50." "Wow, a kill count that’s half my own. Amos is being generous for once," Ferric said, dusting off. Domenikos shook his head. "I don’t know why, though, after what you did." "What I ALMOST did, Nikos. Almost did. I didn’t do anything." "As good as. If Raemis hadn’t--," Domenikos began. "Hadn’t made a fool of himself. His obsession is annoying at the least," Ferric said emotionlessly, but smiled. Domenikos smiled wryly back. "Who’re we after?" Ferric asked, brushing past Domenikos. "Dead guy’s name is Tin Vittorio Adeuzo. Vampire, class 4, has killed 37 demons, 5 shape shifters, 4 humans, and 1 vampire, which is recent, and also why Hermes requested Boss Amos’s company. Our company. Us, specifically." Ferric raised his eyebrow. "He's killed one of his own? A vampire who's killed a vampire? ," Ferric smiled slyly, "Sounds like fun. Lemme take him on my own." "Cocky tonight, aren’t we? But listen to me. He’s got something special. A unique ability." "What is it?" Ferric asked, leaning against the blank wall. "Complete and total seduction." "Complete and total what? That’s one I’ve never heard. You’ve gotta be kidding me if you think that’s a problem for me," Ferric said nonchalantly, running his hand through his messy, uneven black hair and trying to straighten it, "I’ve killed 17 Psirens." Domenikos laughed and turned towards Ferric. "That’s why we call you Heartless. Now get going." "Where to, jerk off?" Ferric asked, standing upright. "Lately, you know…," Domenikos began softly, stepping towards Ferric and sliding his hand through his soft black hair, "You don’t even appreciate me anymore." Ferric pushed Domenikos’s hand away and walked past him. "Knock it off, Nikos, and tell me where this damn Tinsel guy is. I’m in a fighting mood now." "Of course. Dead guy’s in England. Locale 47, or in the allies if he’s not in the Locale. Due date, tomorrow noon." Ferric nodded, then disappeared. He appeared in a pitch black room—vampire Locale 47. I love when things are dark like this, Ferric thought and smiled. Suddenly, he felt another’s presence, and he prepared his body for a fight. Suddenly a voice whispered in his ear, "There's no need for fighting," and Ferric's body tensed up. There was a hand on his shoulder, and a hand on his waist, forcing him to turn towards his attacker. Ferric summoned all his strength and pushed away from the other guy. Just then a light went on, and it took Ferric a moment to adjust. His eyes focussed on the guy a few feet in front of him. He wore an unbuttoned, white collared shirt, revealing a slightly tanned body, unexpected of a vampire, and black jeans. He had extremely tossled grey hair that was sticking out at odd angles, a slightly oval shaped face, thin eyebrows, and turquiose-colored eyes. When he pushed some of the hair out of his eyes, Ferric noticed that his fingers were long and his nails were black. He was the exact same height as Ferric. Taking a quick breath, Ferric asked, "Are you Tinsel?" "It's Tin," he said in a rythmic voice that had a slight accent to it, and he was suddenly at Ferric's back. "And you're Ferric," Tin whispered in Ferric's ear, and Ferric felt a chill go through his body, and he couldn't quite breathe right. "Don't...don't...say my...name...don't...," Ferric stammered, trying to catch his breath, trying to get his body to move. Tin slid his fingers through Ferric's hair and again whispered softly in his ear. "Ferric...Adoraemus...Catharsis..." Ferric's body shuddered, and he did not know what to do. He did not know this feeling, this craving...this total lack of control... "Ferric...," Tin whispered yet again, and Ferric could not even find his voice. He had lost all control of his body now, and he did not even want to acknowldege what his body was screaming for...Tin's touch, his scent, anything that was him... Tin turned Ferric's body towards him and took Ferric's chin between his thumb and index finger, bringing Ferric's mouth close to his own, and as he did, Ferric's heart beat faster. "Ferric Adoraemus Catharsis--the demon they sent to kill me. The infamous Heartless beauty...," Tin said softly, his accent increasing slightly, "And I've got him, defenseless, in my arms." Tin brought his lips gently to Ferric's. Ferric's body was filled with an indescribable pleasure as Tin began deepening the kiss. Ferric shuddered again as he felt Tin's hand stroke the back of his neck. A moment later, Tin broke off gently, and a small sound escaped Ferric's lips. Ferric did not want him to stop, not ever, but he couldn't find the voice to tell him so. Tin smiled and kissed Ferric's neck. "You really don't want me to stop? Well, let's find out." And Tin met Ferric's lips again very gently, and Ferric regained control of his body, but instead of pushing away from Tin, Ferric melted into him, and deepened the kiss, wanting to feel that blissful numbness again. Tin pulled away, and moved to Ferric's neck. "What...?" Ferric tried to speak through a slight sigh as he felt Tin's kisses on his neck, followed by a quick prick. His body began slowly growing weaker and weaker, filling with something that could only be described as sleepy, quiet, blissfullness, and then everything went black. I'm pretty content with life right now....For the most part, anyway....Well, at least, I'm pretty sure I am....
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04-21-2008, 12:01 PM
Chapter Two--Ab Absurdo ("from the absurd" said of an argument that seeks to prove a statement's validity by pointing out the absurdity of an opponent's position)
"Yo! Ferric! Get the hell up," Domenikos shook Ferric awake. Ferric opened his eyes and shot straight up to his feet, despite how weak he felt. "Where'd that bastard go?!" Ferric yelled, and looked around him. He was standing in the middle of a field, and it was a little after dawn. "Where the hell am I?" Domenikos laughed. "In a field." Ferric spat on the ground. "No shit, idiot." "My, someone's angry," Domenikos said mockingly. "Well yeah; the jack ass got away, and he nearly killed me...!" Ferric said angrily and touched his neck. Two already healing marks were all that were left behind. I should have a dead body to go along with them..."He got you, didn't he?" Domenikos accused. "No," Ferric replied stubbornly. "Yeah, he did. He got you, Ferric! Ah, this is funny!" Domenikos laughed and clapped his hands together. Ferric pushed him to the ground. "Shut up." A moment later, Ferric disappeared, the words Don't follow me on his lips. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "My beloved Ferric, wake up please," Raemis cooed, stroking Ferric's hair. Ferric sat up and grabbed Raemis' wrist forcefully. "Ow, stop being mean," Raemis said, pulling his arm away, but Ferric wouldn't let go. "Don't ever touch me again, you fucking freak," Ferric snarled and pulled Raemis' arm up. Then he lifted his leg and kicked Raemis' chest, knocking him to the ground. Raemis frowned and stood up, his long red hair falling around him, one hand on his chest. "You're not in a very good mood today. Boss Amos sent me--it's 2 hours past noon, where's you target?" Ferric remained silent as he stood up from the couch and stretched. Raemis ran his pale hand through his hair and sighed. Ferric walked past him, into the kitchen, and got himself a glass of water. He sat at the kitchen table. "Did the target get away?" Raemis asked quietly, turning to face Ferric. Ferric closed his eyes, remembering what had happened...Ferric had never felt that way, not ever. He opened his eyes again and downed the whole glass. Raemis sighed again. "Well, it's okay. Boss Amos isn't supposed to present for another two weeks. You've got time, Ferric darling. Everyone's gotta make at least one mistake," Raemis said, appearing at Ferric's side and placing a hand on his shoulder. Ferric jumped up, his glass smashing to the ground. "Dammit! Don't touch me!" Ferric yelled, shaking off the out of place fear that had made him jump when Raemis touched him. "You're jumpy, Ferric. What did that guy do to you? I didn't think there was anyone who could spook Heartless," Raemis said, putting his hand to his forehead and smiling slightly. "I'm fine, Raemis. I'll kill him tonight. Tell Amos not to worry," Ferric said emotionlessly. He waved his hand to the side, shooing Raemis away. Raemis nodded and disappeared. Ferric sighed, and ran his hands through his now sleep-provoked messy hair, trying to straighten it out. How the hell did this happen? I don't understand. How did he control me like that, how did he make me feel like that? This guy is gonna die tonight. I don't know how, but I'm going to kill him. I'll sneak up on him in the alley outside the Locale--he won't be expecting another hit the night after...or will he?Ferric slammed his fist down on the table. "Dammit, what if he's expecting exactly that?!" "Stop," Ferric whispered, running his pale hand through his hair again. "Think." He closed his eyes and ran several scenarios through his head. If Tin came at him from behind again, he'd start counting in Russian so as not to hear that voice, and duck down and swipe under Tin's legs with his own. He played everything from Tin having accomplices ot Tin breaking down and pleading for his life, through his mind. Then he stood up, stretched, took a shower, and put on a pair of baggy dark grey jeans and a black t-shirt. Ferric disappeared and reappeared in the ally outside of Locale 47. He leaned against the wall, waiting for Tin to appear, keeping his ears alert for any and all sounds. Twice vampires appeared, and he had to crouch down so as not to be seen. An hour later, Ferric took a few steps away from the brick wall to stretch his legs, and when he leaned back, it was into someone's arms, and warm breath was at his neck. "Ferr-," Tin began, but Ferric was quicker. "Razh! Dvah! Tree! Cheetee-ree! Pyet!," Ferric yelled out, ducked from within Tin's surprised grasp, and took Tin down with his legs in a mere moment. As Tin disappeared, Ferric yelled out, "You're not gonna get me this time, you little prick!" Tin appeared on the other side of the alley, about 10 feet away, laughing in the same rythmic way he spoke. "Hey little half-demon. Did you come back for more?" Tin asked mockingly, easily dodging Ferric's next attack, appearing again on the opposite side of the alley, where Ferric previously stood. "I'M NOT A HALF DEMON!" Ferric said angrily, glaring at Tin. It's pointless to go at him head on. How can I get close to him without getting caught in his stupid powers? "I'm sorry. Three-fourths demon. But your blood was by far the best I've ever tasted," Tin said in a somewhat sincere tone, licking his teeth slowly. Ferric's eyes rested for a moment on Tin's sharp canine teeth, and memories of their last encounter flooded back to his mind. "You're going to die tonight, my friend," Ferric said in a twisted voice. Tin smiled again, and Ferric's insides turned to ice. "After our last little meeting, I think we're either very good friends or extremely bad enemies," Tin remarked in a slightly sadistic tone. Ferric disappeared and reappeared behind Tin, grabbing his jaw-length grey hair forcibly and whispering in Tin's ear angrily, "That was all you and your freaky little power." Tin laughed softly, then twisted so that Ferric's arm nearly broke. Ferric let go, but quickly drop kicked Tin again, and while Tin was still on the ground, he pulled out his silver bladed athame and quickly knelt to hold it to Tin's throat. "My, my. my, you're a straightforward kinda guy, aren't you? Well, before you go and off me, let me let you in on a little secret...," Tin said, then his voice was that melodic whisper again, "...I wasn't using my powers the second time our lips met." With a smirk, he disappeared from Ferric's grip, leaving Ferric enraged and speechless. [/b] I'm pretty content with life right now....For the most part, anyway....Well, at least, I'm pretty sure I am....
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