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Breathless chapt. 3Hakutou opened his emerald eyes lazily, staring at the figure above him. It was male, taller then himself, and had spiky blue hair. As soon as it registered who this figure was, he shot up in a cold sweat with a light blush before realizing it was instead his sister.
He let out a breath he didn't realize he had been holding. "Otome..." She giggled, nodding as he brushed his hair back with his hand. She was already dressed, he noticed, with her signature long sleeves. Hakutou sighed, shooing her out as he stood then got dressed.
"Aniki..." She called through the door, "I'm staying home from school today...." He paused for a moment, s
Breathless chapt. 2Hakutou opened his eyes the next morning, stretching and yawning. He stood up getting dressed and walking downstairs. Upon spotting his sister, he smirked reaching out and tugging a strand of Otome's hair.
He smirked slightly once again as he noticed the earrings that he had bought yesterday. "Aniki you're going to give me a ride to school right?" SHe asked giggling as he grasped his keys.
"I suppose...it wouldn't hurt you to walk though," He paused sticking out his tongue, "You need it." Hakutou laughed, before attempting to dodge the hand that currently tried to connect with his face, only accepting a graze. Otome looked up at him,
Lucifer's Angel chapt 2At the same time of the next dawn, a loud scream echoed through a long dark, warm hallway. A loud crack, and another scream. Pulling closer to the scene, reveals the angel we have met from the previous chapter. Though his pale skin was now riddled with blood, draining in small rivers down his body. He was hunched over, coughing harshly as blood spattered out of his mouth. There was a taller figure above him, leaning down with a smirk crossing his features.
"You think I let you out to be seen?" It hissed as the figure leaned down, tipping the silverette's head up so he could look into his eyes. "Maybe six hours is far too long for you to be o
Do you know the taste of the universe?One day, when you’re five years old and made out of fractured sunlight and mirror shards, you sat down on the bench of the MAX train. You’re dressed in your winter coat and boots that are too big and one of your parents has pulled your hat too close over your ears.
You’re sitting next to your mother, and on the other side is a man that smells like loneliness, something that you’ll later know as cigarettes and alcohol and homelessness. He’s crying quietly into the top of his jacket and you’re scared to look because you’ve never seen an adult cry.
The train ride goes on for five minutes, which is a lo
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