The Outsiders Seven Minutes In Heaven(Second Edition!)


“8?” You called out to the room of boys. Dally stood up and sauntered into the closet a head of you. Normally you weren’t shy with any of the guys, but you were going to be in that closet with the Dallas Winston for seven long minutes, and you know exactly what he does with his girls. Steve grew impatient and pushed you into the closet slamming the door behind you. You flinched, and heard Dally chuckle. You turned light red and leaned on a wall.
“So?” He asked getting close to you,”We’re alone for seven minutes. What are we gonna do?”
You didn’t know how to reply to that, so you just looked away. He roughly grabbed your chin forcing you to look at him. You blushed and shifted under his gaze.
“I know what we can do.” He said with a smirk and crashed his lips on top of yours. You didn’t fight it, you had a lot of feelings for Dally you just didn’t want to admit it. You wrapped your arms around his neck as his snaked around your waist. You moaned when his tongue pushed its way into your mouth. It was clear that either the walls were thin or you were loud because you heard laughter coming from the living room.
He pulled back and you reached for your breath. Dally wasn’t really effected. Must be from all the practice, you thought and moaned louder as he kissed your neck. More laughed was heard from the livingroom. You were starting to get really red, not because of Dally but ’cause of the guys outside.
“Dally.” You moaned, “Please stop.”
“Why?” He asked starting to take your shirt off.
“The guys.” You moaned again pulling at his hair.
“You don’t mind any of this, do you?” He asked, much to your surprise.
“No.” You squeaked, “I really like it.”
He kissed your lips once more before pulling back and staring at you in the dim light, “You’re my girl from now on.” He told you, “Let’s get’s out of here.”
Before you could say anything he threw open the door and pulled you out of the closet, out of the house and down the street to Buck’s place where you spent the night with him. Dally became a little nicer and smiled more, everything was okay.

“12?” You asked giggling. You loved games like this. Something told you, you were going to get Soda or something, but your stomach did flips when Johnathan Cade stood up and shakily made his way over to the closet. You grinned and shot up following him. This was how you usually acted so no one expected anything. You closed the door behind you softly so not to spook him.
“Johnny?” You whispered.
“Yeah?” He answered back.
“We need to kiss.” You told him.
“I-I-I-I don’t know.” He said, “I ain’t good at it.”
“Neither am I.” You admitted, “So let’s be bad at kissing together.”
You couldn’t see him but you knew you made him grin. You reached out slowly trying to find him in the darkness of the closet. You did and he jumped.
“I’m sorry, Johnny.” You apologised.
“It’s okay.” He said and grabbed your hand.
You held it back and smiled as both of you leaned in, together your lips met in the middle. As soon as skin touched that closet was a flame with sparks and fireworks and hearts stopping. Weather either of you were a bad kisser, neither knew. You two were two wrapped up in each other that when the door opened Steve and Soda had to pry you two apart(after a clear ‘aww’ cession.). You two stayed together forever and lived happily ever after, as much as you could for being two greasers in love anyway.

“18?” You asked shyly. You didn’t really wanna play the game, but it was either be here and play this game with your older brother or be at home and listen to your mother and some random guy fuck in her room. You blushed as you saw Ponyboy get up and shyly head over to the closet with his older brother, Soda cheering him on. You slowly followed him and your brother followed you to shut the door.
“Have fun kiddies.” He laughed.
“Oh, shut up Two-bit.” Pony snapped to him.
“Don’t do anything with her I wouldn’t.” Two-bit warned, “Your time starts now.” And he slammed the door causing you to jump.
“You okay?” Pony ask placing an arm around you to try to clam you down. You nodded and snuggled into him a little. You both knew you had a crush on the other, but decided against getting together because of the things the gang would say.
Pony lifted your chin up a little and you got lost in his dreamy green grey eyes, he brought his forehead to yours and kissed your nose. You grinned and so did he. This time you kissed him on the lips. He slipped his arms around your waist, and yours went to his neck. They were light soft kisses, but enough to make you both weak. You gave him a warm smile as he kissed your eye as the door opened and held you close.
“About damn time you two got together.” Soda laughed as he was the one who opened the door.
“Woulda been sooner but we didn’t know what to do about you guys.” Pony said.
“All you had to do was ask.” Two-bit grinned.
You scowled and pulled Pony out of the closet you sat together the rest of the night and fell asleep with your head in his lap. The gang did tease you a lot about being together, but you didn’t mind, you both loved each other. and that was all that mattered.



“92?” You asked board. You didn’t like high school games, but for the sake of your friends and boyfriend before you were sent off to college you’d play it.
“What do you know?” Soda asked, “That’s Darry’s number.”
You rolled your eyes like they hadn’t rigged it. Darry helped you up and held the door open for you. You smiled a thank you and entered, he did after you and closed it behind you.
“I’m going to miss you.” He said as he took you into his arms.
“I’m gonna miss you too.” You said resting your head on his chest.
“Let’s make the most of it.” He suggested.
“Mr. Curtis are you implying that we do things we haven’t done since junior year of high school in a closet with your brothers in the next room?” You asked.
“Yup.” He said and kissed you before you could say anything else. You weren’t complaining. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he picked you up. His strong tongue made its way to your mouth as you moaned, you loved him touching you. You ran your hands up and down his strong torso under his shirt, he pulled away just long enough to pull it off so there was more for you to feel. He didn’t go back to your mouth but started sucking your neck. You couldn’t surpress your moans anymore. You were just praying non of the guys heard you. Oh who were you kidding? You were moaning loudly. But the funny thing was there wasn’t any laughter coming.
“D-Darry.” You moaned.
“Hm?” He asked working on unbuttoning your blouse.
“I don’t think there’s anyone in the living room anymore.” You told him.
He paused looked at you, looked at the door, back at you. He slowly reached for the nob and turned it. There was no one in the living room, but there was a note on the table. He put you down and read it.
“We decided you guys need alone time before ____ heads off to college, we went out will be back at a reasonable time. Have fun you two, too much fun if you want to. -Sodapop curtis.”
You smiled at him, “Wanna take this to your room?” You asked.
“Always.” He said and picked you up carrying you bridal style to his room.

“5?” You asked. You were nervous, you grew up with guys and they were like brothers to you.
“You got the cutie.” Steve laughed to Soda who jumped up carried you into the closet.
“Seven minutes.” Steve yelled and slammed the door after you.
“What are you guys plan-
You were cut off his soft warm lips crashing down on yours. You moaned in surprise, he took the opportunity to explore your mouth. You moaned lightly with his every movement, he set you down in his lap as he sat down. You put your hands on his chest and felt the abs beneath his shirt. He growled lightly and pulled his shirt off, then yours so you’d match. He went to kissing your neck and you started giggling. At this point the greasers outside heard you and started laughing as well. You and Soda both grinned at each other. He kissed your lips softly again.
“___,” He said, “I want you to be my girl.”
You thought for a moment, then grinned, “I’d love to, Soda.”
He grinned and kissed you again, this time the door was pulled open and there were wolf whistles and cat calls all around. You and Soda slipped your shirts back on and headed out to the porch to talk. You were in love from that night on.

“I got 3.” You told the room full of boys. Steve groaned, got up and headed to the closet. You narrowed your eyes but followed. “No killing each other.” Soda yelled in and closed the door. You and Steve locked eyes, you two only pretended to hate each other in front of the gang because you were the only Curtis sister and everyone knew what happened to that poor Brumley boy that asked you out a while ago, so you and Steve dated in secret. He came up to you and wrapped his warm arms around you, you snuggled into his chest. You two kissed softly and gently. He pressed his forehead to yours. “I don’t wanna hide anymore.” He said. “Steve,” You started. “I don’t care if your brothers do threaten to kill me.” He said, “I don’t wanna keep hiding this and coming up with reasons for Soda why I’m not flirting with girls at the station anymore.” You tilted your head to the side and sighed. “Fine.” You agreed, “But when Darry breaks both your legs and arms and your neck, and pony beats you black and blue don’t come crying to me saying I never warned you.” “Why would I cry?” He asked. “Because my grand parents are this close to making me live with them.” you told him. “That’s a good reason.” he said. “Shut up and kiss me.” you ordered. He obeyed and slowly kissed your neck, you were trying so hard not to moan. “Steve.” You whisper yelled. “What?” He asked. “Stop.” You whined. “Why?” He demanded. “Someone’s going to bust down that door in a matter of minutes and I don’t need you dead and all you left behind me was a hickey.” You tried not to yell. “I love you.” He whispered and kissed your lips as the door opened. Everyone was silent. You looked out into the living room, everyone was smiling. “You finally asked her out huh?” Soda asked his friend. “Yeah.” You muttered, “Something like that.” “You know the rules then.” Darry told Steve. “You had this set up?” You screeched. “Something like that.” He said. You pushed him off you and started to storm to your room. “____!” He called. You paused and turned around, your face slightly pink, “I love you too.” You said and fled the room.

“21.” You said hesitantly. You were a little iffy of playing the game with your friends, but they told you other wise. “Well, well, well.” You heard Two-bit say, “It’s this miss grease’s lucky day, for she gets to be in a closet with me.” You laughed and rolled your eyes, “Yes, Two-bit.” You told him, “That has been all I have dreamed of since I first saw you.” “I knew it! I knew it! I knew it!” He yelled, “You can’t keep your eyes off me!” You laughed again. “Absolutely not.” You told him, “And when that door shuts, if you’re not willing I’m raping your ass!” More laughter filled the room. “Even luckier for you, I am always willing.” He told you and sashyed into the closet you couldn’t help but laugh more. You followed him and someone closed the door behind you. “Come on Two-bit,” You called, “No more games.” “I like games.” He whispered in your ear causing you to jump, he ran is warm hands over your bare arms, your breath started to get ragged. You liked Two-bit, but you never thought he’d feel the same way. You gasped when you felt his soft lips connect with the back of your neck. “What’s the matter?” He teased, “I thought you were going to rape me?” “We were messing around.” You told him trying to keep your voice even. “You were.” He whispered, “I wasn’t.” He turned you around and pinned you to the wall. He attacked your lips in a fiery passion that sent your head spinning. “Two-bit.” You breathed when he pulled back. “Hmm?” He asked working at your neck. “I really, really like you.” You admitted, “How do you feel about me?” He stopped and stared at you deep in the eyes, “I love you.” He whispered. You wrapped your arms around him and pulled him near for another kiss. You were in love. You pulled his shirt off and started kissing up and down his neck as you ran your hands up and down his strong chest. It was his turn to pull you up for a kiss. The door open and you heard roars of laughter. Two-bit pulled back and you saw why. Two-bit had his shirt off, yours was unbuttoned, both of you had a hickey and no one ever thought about you two being together like this before. You both fixed yourselves and exited the closet where he pulled you out of the house and to his car where he drove you up to a pretty over view of the city, there you spent the night making out. Ever since you’ve been laughing, watching Mickey Mouse, and in love ever since.


If I Can’t Protect You(A Yu Yu Hakusho Hiei One-Shot)


In the heat of battle I heard the owf tell the onna to watch out. I glanced out of the corner of my eye to see her push Yukina out of the way and take something in her stomach.

I watched with wide eyes as two demons came and took her away.

I quickly finished off all the low level demons and met back up with Yusuke and them.

“I’m so sorry.” Yukina said on the verge of tears, “I should have been watching, I shouldn’t have let her get hit and taken, I’m sorry.”

“Quite your complaining.” I told her.

“Hey, don’t talk to my girl like that shorty!” The owf yelled.

“She’s being completely irrational.” I told him, “The onna’s strong enough to take care of herself, we don’t need to rush off and save her like a normal human.”

“He has a good point.” The fox backed me up, “If we rush in without a good plan then, Ayame-chan could get hurt in the process. For now we should think of what to do and assume that she’ll be alright.”

“Why do you think she’d be alright, Kurama-san?” Yukina asked him.

He smiled, “It’s quiet simple actually, they shot the tranquilizer at you knowing that Ayame was the closet and was more than willing to take it for you, Yukina-chan. That knocked her out and they took her being quiet careful about her body. I’d assume that who ever’s behind this want’s, Ayame-chan’s body in tact. They wont hurt her just yet.”

I hated what the fox was saying, if they weren’t going to hurt my onna yet, when were they and what were they going to do.

I thankful for her though, saving Yukina like that. I also knew she wasn’t going to die that easy. But I was mad at her for allowing herself to get captured that easily.

“I think I know how we can find her!” The owf suggested.

“How Kuwrabara?” Kurama asked.

He grinned stupidly, “With, Hiei and the red string connecting them.”

I narrowed my eyes at him, just because he was stupid enough to believe in the crap didn’t mean he had to aswell.

“What the hell are you talking about?” I demanded.

He looked at me like it was the most obvious thing in the world, “The red string that connects two lovers, duh. I used it to find, Yukina, you can use it to find Ayame.”

I sighed, I never should have let her announce that we were together in the first place. Ever since then everyone had been asking about us and teasing. But never once had that lop sided grin on her face even wavered.

“I’m not sure it’s the same for them as it is for you two.” The fox told him.

“I kept one of the hunch men alive,” I told them pointing to a half dead demon that layed limp against the trunk of a tree, “He can tell us where they’re heading with her.

“You know I seriously thought that you’d be cutting and killing everything in your sight until you found her.” Yusuke told me.

“I can keep a better head then you can.” I told him and picked up the demon by the scruff of his neck.

“Tell us where they took the onna.” I told him.

He said nothing but turned his head away. I gritted my teeth silently before pointing my sword in his face.

“I can make this painful for you if you don’t cooperate.” I hissed.

“That’s what I expected.” Yusuke said more to himself than anyone else.

“Shouldn’t we have a plan?” Botan asked.

“With this slew?” The fox said, “We can make one but who’ll follow it?”

She sighed knowingly.

“Th-there’s a mansion, a-about five miles west.” He stammered out, “They took her there.”

“And what do they plan to do?” I snarled.

He swallowed, “Our m-master. H-h-h-heeee wanted the most beautiful dancer around for his birthday.”

I threw him to the ground and started off west.

“A beautiful dancer for his birthday?” Yusuke asked, “Then why Ayame?”

“Not a beautiful woman tha dances.” The fox told him, “A dancer that dances beautifully. And if we’re going by around here, that’s Ayame.”

What was coming out of his mouth was really starting to bug me. My onna was beautiful, the most in the land, they were just to blind and stupid to see it. And her dancing abilities even more beautiful.

“Beauty’s in the eye of the beholder, Hiei.” The fox told me.

True enough, but I continued to stalk on quickening my pace. I wanted her back as soon as possible. Never would I be able to admit this out loud, but I missed having my onna at my side.

Ayame’s pov.

I blinked a couple of times upon waking up. I looked around, no longer was I in the forest with everyone else in the heat of battle. Right now I was sitting on a large bed in a room, full of beautiful furniture. On the end of the bed where I layed was:

Red Ayame top

Red Ayame Bottoms

I looked at it dumbly. Why was red always a sexy colour? I asked myself. I didn’t look good in red, I looked better in purple, or blue, or black. Anything but red!

The large door opened and I reached for a knife in my boot, only to realise not only were my boots gone, but I was chained to the bed.

“So you’re up.” A man about thirty or so said as he walked in with several other men. Two were body guards, one was carrying a tray, and the last was actually a girl in a maids outfit.

“Where am I and who the hell are you?” I demanded in my roughest voice(I was mistaken for a boy a lot because of my rougher vocal cords).

“I’m Jogi Lee.” He said showing me his crooked, yellowed, and slightly rotting teeth, “And you my dear are in my humble home.”

“What am I doing here?” I snarled.

“You’re my birthday present.” He told me, “And tonight you’re gonna dance.”

I spat on him and hissed, “I only dance for people I like.”

He stepped closer and closer toward the bed, “Then we can skip the dancing, and go straight to my birthday present from you.”

I eyed him coolly.

“I get to kick you in the groin?” I asked.

His right hand, rough, cold, hard, collided with my left cheek.

“Watch yourself girlie.” He told me, “You’re in no position to be ding stuff like that. I could kill you at any moment.”

“Beats lookin’ at your ugly mug.” I told him, only to receive a few more slaps.

“Sakura.”He snarled, “Fix her up and make her look nice for tonight. Like it or not she’s dancing, and like or love it you’ll be in my bed tonight.”

I narrowed my eyes and spat, “I’ll kill you before you can even touch me.”

He hit me again and left with the three men leaving the girl.

“You shouldn’t talk like that to Jogi-sama like that.” She told me as she put ice on my face where he hit me.

“Don’t worry about me.” I told her, “I’ll carry out my promises to him.”

She didn’t say anything she just kept doing what she was supposed to. But there was no way I was ever going to be in that outfit.

Hiei’s pov.

Call it a feeling, but I was pretty sure that someone just hit my onna.

I clenched my fists and headed on with an even faster pace.

“Hiei, slow down, we have time.” The fox called after me.

“He’s touching her, I can feel it.” I hissed.

For the past little while I’ve been trying using my jagan eye to find her without the rest knowing. I managed to locate her spirit power length. It was easy because I was so accustomed to it.

I couldn’t locate her exact location, but I knew she was in a house, surrounded by demons, and there was a pervert in there who hit her.

Human or not, I was going to kill him.

Ayame’s pov.

I sat in the fetal position on the bed staring at the door. I knew there was something outside it, I just didn’t know what.

The girl left a little while ago to tell her boss that I refused to put on the outfit.

That gave me time to think.

I tried focusing my spirit power to break the chains, but I couldn’t. Found out the chains sucked out any and all spirit power I had if I tried to use it.

I growled in annoyance. For once I actually wished someone would save me.

The door opened and in stepped Jogi, his body guards and a demon.

“Change her.” He ordered to the demon.

I had really good eyes when it came to watching this that were fast. The demon never even moved. And without warning I felt my back and arms didn’t have anything on them. I glanced down to find myself in that red outfit, and my cloths laying where the costume had been.

“What the hell is this!?” I demanded and started flailing my arms around keeping my knees against my chest, “I watched his every move! How the hell did that happen!?”

“I can change things as I please.” The demon told me,”If I so wanted to I could strip you of your cloths, your hair, your life and you wouldn’t even know until it’s too late.”

“I hate demons like you.” I told him, “So weak you need to have someone who’s rich and powerful make you think he owns you. And you do what he says because you think he does too. You can’t think for yourself, so you do as he wants thinking that’s what you want. But that’s not true is it?”

“Master said I could watch you dance, and that’s what I want.” He hissed back.

“Get in line, no one in this house is ever going to see me dance.” I snarled.

“Sir!” another guy in a tux said bursting through the door, “The west wall has been infiltrated.”

“How many?” He asked.

“Six.” he said, “Two are women, three are average middle school boys, and the last appears to be a demon.”

“I’m getting out of here! You’re gonna die!” I sang to him.

He hit me again and snarled to his hunch men, “Hold them off, but make sure they come to ‘that’ room.”

“Sir, are you sure?” He asked.

“Don’t second guess me!” He said, “I’m taking the girl there.”

“Sir!” He sad and took off.

“Drug her.” he said to one of his body guards.

He approached me with a needle in hand, I struggled a little to get away, but the second I felt a small prick one my arm, everything went black again.

Hiei’s pov.

“Damn it where is she!?” Yusuke yelled.

“This would be easier if he had the string!” The owf yelled at me as we fought of many demons.

“I have something better, Baka!” I said slicing through eight at a time.

“You actually have her and we’re just wasting time?” He asked.

“His Jagan eye!” Kurama yelled for me.

“We’ll just stay here!” Botan yelled to us.

As of right now I couldn’t care less about either of them. I needed to know my onna was alright.

Yusuke kicked open a door, the rest of us behind him. My eyes went wide with what I saw.

Ayame’s pov.

When I woke up again, I was sitting on the ground in a new room, facing a set of doors, my long hair covering my chest, my shirt was gone, and my arms were up bound with chains that went up to the ceiling.

I nearly cried out in pain as something connected with my back. I looked out of the corner of my eye to see Jogi holding a whip in one hand. A lot of demons behind him.

He cracked the whip again and I bit my lip to stop from screaming, I bit hard enough to draw blood.

He was about to use it again when the door got kicked open.

My eyes went wide looking at them, they were just as shocked if not more. Hiei was a million miles past pissed.

I grinned sheepishly at them, but them cried out in pain as the whip hit me again.

“Baka like you can’t have a beauty like her.” He snarled.

I watched Hiei’s movements carefully, in a normal blink of the eye he unsheathed his sword, cut the chains that bound my hands and cut through about half of the demons behind me, not to mention cutting the whip into small useless pieces.

My arms instantly moved to my chest to cover it better as the chains were no longer on my wrists.

Something then floated down and landed on my head. I pulled it off careful not to expose my chest, it was Hiei’s cloak thing.

I looked back at him. He didn’t look at me.

“Cover yourself.” he told me, then looked at me out of the corner of his eye, “And for future reference, red isn’t your colour.”

I grinned at him and pressed it closer to my chest to cover myself. It was just his way of saying everything will be alright.

Jogi grabbed me by me hair and pulled me up, he pulled out a knife and held it to me.

“One false move and she’s dead.” He threatened.

Hiei didn’t blink, no one had moved from the door way.

“You know something, Jogi.” I told him, “You should never threaten a girl who can kick your ass.”

Before he could say anything I shot my leg up and kicked him in the jaw and sent him through, oh, I’d say about every wall in the house, and a good number of trees outside.

I smirked at my work and wrapped Hiei’s cloak around me better. The demons all ran away, along with the body guards and staff.

“That was easy.” Kuwrabara laughed.

“Ayame!” Yukina ran towards me, “Let me heal your back.”

I looked at her and smiled, letting her do what she needed to do.

“Well, he didn’t hit you too many times.” She smiled, “You’ll be fine.”

I smiled down at her, “Arigoto, Yukina.”

“You’re alright, Ayame-chan?” Kurama asked.

I nodded, “I’m not gonna be able to lay on my back for a while, but I’m fine.”

We shared a small laugh. I looked over and saw Hiei examining the floor where I once sat.

“What’s up with shorty?” I faintly heard Kuwrabara ask.

I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him.

“It isn’t your fault.” I told him burying my face in his hair, “I shouldn’t have been so careless.”

“I was right there.” He told me clenching his fists, “I was right there and I couldn’t do anything about it.”

“No,” I said, “You could have. But you trusted me enough not to interfere with my fights. You knew I could handle this, and I did.”

“You shed blood.” He almost whispered sounding hurt.

“But you came along before I could spill anymore.” I told him, “Yukina said I’ll be fine. It’s just a matter of taking a couple pain killers tonight.”

He looked at me, and I saw something only I could see on his handsome features, concern and worry.

“Pain will fade, but you need to move on aswell.” I told him.

He sighed and grabbed my hand before pulling me out.

“Let’s go.” He said to the others.

“Did I miss something?” Kuwrabara asked.

“It’s one of those moments you have with Yukina.” I told him walking backwards, “It’s just a lot rarer with us.”

“Not really, the shrimp’s emotionless.” He said.

I started to giggle. Hiei may be a lot of things, but emotionless was not one of them.

That night I layed on my stomach, Zooroo asleep at my head. My brothers made me take at least thirty pills before sending me to bed when in truth I only really needed some aspirin.

I looked over to my window, and on the ledge sat Hiei.

I propped myself up on my elbows causing him to look at me. I motioned for him to come here and he did. I moved to my side to look at him.

“What happened today was not your fault.” I told him.

“Your brothers acted the opposite.” He nearly hissed.

I wrapped my arms around him forcing him to lay next to me.

“Those guys freak out when I get a paper cut.” I told him, “They’re my brothers, and while I can beat them all up in an instant, they think of me as fragile.”

He looked so sad as he caressed my cheek.

“You’re an older brother too, you look at, Yukina like a delicate flower, right?” I asked.

He nodded.

“It’s the same for them. Even if I came back unscathed, they make a big deal out of it.” I told him, “Don’t beat yourself up over it.”

“But I was there and I could have stopped it.” He told me.

I sighed before getting out of bed and grabbing something from my desk drawer. I flicked open the switch blade and poked my finger with it. A drop of blood fell to the floor.

I looked at him, “You could have stopped that, but you didn’t. And I’ll tell you way.” I put the blade back and sat next to him on my bed, “You trust me enough to know I can take care of myself, and you know something like that wouldn’t hurt me.”

“But a whip and chains are different.” He said sitting up.

I put my finger in my mouth and sucked for a minute before showing him the lack of blood flow.

“Things like these heal easy.” I told him, “But it’ll hurt longer if you keep thinking it’s your fault.”

“It is.” He nearly hissed.

I grabbed either side of his face and pressed it against mine in another mind-blowing kiss only he could ever give me. I pulled away way too soon for my liking but I was making a point and had him me right in the eye.

“Were you the one who used a tranquilizer on me?” I asked him.

“No.” he said softly.

“Did you chain my unconscious form to a bed in a strange room?” I asked.


“Did you magically change me from my jeans and hoodie to that dancer’s costume?” I asked.

“He what?.” He demanded staring me dead in the eye.

“Did you?” I demanded using my height to my advantage to make him answer me.

“No.” He said looking away.

I made him look at me, “Did you then order one of your henchmen to knock me out again, bring me to a different room, remove my shirt and bind me in such a way I might as well a slave?”

“No.” He closed his eyes and then opened them up looking at me straight.

“Did you bring a whip down on my back three times, before you saved me?” I asked.

“How can I save you if I’m hurting you?” He asked.

I smirked and crossed my arms.

I gave him a moment to think, then a rare smile crossed his lips before he carefully brought me int his chest and we layed down.

I rested my head on his chest, and he placed a hand on my back where we both knew I wasn’t hurt, he guided me with him as he layed on his back, I was on my stomach.

I traced the muscles on his torso as he stroked my hair, according to him it always smelled like strawberries. Makes sence because of my shampoo.

Slowly but surely I began to fall asleep to his demon heart beat.

Hiei’s pov.

I stared down at my onna. I knew she was asleep by know, I just watched her peaceful face in the moon light.

She was right though. I couldn’t protect her from everything. No matter how hard I tried. I never could. I couldn’t protect her from getting the scar on her tail bone, I couldn’t stop Taguro from ripping a hole in her stomach in the champion ships, and I couldn’t protect her today from a human.

I tightened my grip on her. If I can’t protect her,then do I have the right to call her mine in the first place?

I lightly kissed her head and stared up at the ceiling. I don’t think I do. But if I were to ever tell her this, she would say the exact opposite. I will trust her to do things herself. I know she can.

But I also knew that if I am to protect her, I can’t let her out of my sight. The only time I can protect her is when she’s with me. And if I can’t, I have absolutely no reason to call her mine at all.

How do you?


Alright, this is going to be a new piece in this blog, I’ll probably put it up in my other blog too, I’m calling it ‘How do you?’ And basically this is where I come up with a really weird, crazy, and at times down right dumb question. And I want all of you guys reading now to go and comment with what you think the answer is. This will go on for thirty days after I put up the question and after that no comment will be accepted, this is completely open, feel free to google, read, yahoo, whatever for an answer. And at the end of the thirty days, I’ll pick the best comment and put it up so everyone can see who answered the best, in my humble, opinion. That sound good? Good!

Today’s question; How do you kill someone with a strainer?

You have until October 22 to comment with what you think the answer is, and then I’ll put the best comment up on the first page you see when you click on my site.

Good luck and have fun!


Silver Dream(A Sodapop Curtis One-Shot)


“Hey, buddy, here she comes.” Steve told me as I was checking the oil of some old man’s car.

I knew full well who he was talking about. I also knew I could never have her. She was a Winston!

“Hey greaemonkey! Sodiepop.” She said stomping out her cigaret.

“How you doin’ blondie?” Steve asked her.

An evil like smirk grew across her face as she pulled him into a head lock.

“Better soon as I make you lose that stupid nickname, Randle.” She hissed.

“I give, I give. Let go.” He said getting out of her grip.

Five foot three, about 120 lbs, white blond hair, icy blue eyes, a face with character, a small chest, and a quick temper.

California was always quick-tempered like her brother was. But became so much like him after he and Johnny died last year. It was almost scary to think it was so long ago it happened.

I know she cries though. When no one else is around, she cries. Not out loud, not making a single sound. But tears stream down her face like a waterfall down her lightly tanned, freckled cheeks.

I saw her once a while ago, but she didn’t see me. California, now there was a greaser girl every one wanted.

“Hey, what’s up with you?” She asked as I slammed the hood and told the man how much it was.

“Not much, Cal. What about you?” I asked flashing her a smile.

She smirked slightly, “I’m alright.”

“Good to hear.” I said taking the bills from him.

“So, what’re ya’ll up to tonight?” She asked.

“I was gonna take Evie to the drive in.” Steve said and winked at me.

“Pepsie?” She asked.

“I was gonna bum around the house, unless you got a better idea?” I asked grinning.

I managed to get her to grin back, “You know I always got somethin’ to do.”

It was true too. Califronia always had something for us to do when we were all board as can be, and Dally always had the money to pay for it. Unless they both decide it’s best done illegal.

“What’cha have in mind?” I asked her.

“It’s a surprise.” She said so slowly and in such a way it sent shivers up my spine.

“I’m lookin’ forward to it.” I told her.

We agreed to meet at river avenue after my shift. I was really looking forward to it.

“Yo, what’s up?” I asked as I met her. Cali was smoking a weed. She looked beautiful as the sun was starting to set.

She grinned, I grinned back. I loved it when she smiled.

“Jay’s.” She said and started walking.

“What’s goin’ on over at Jay’s?” I asked as I caught up with her.

“You’ll see.” She said slightly playfully.

I was slightly caught off guard by it. I remember she saved that tone only for when her and Dally were messing around. They did that a lot.

When we got to Jay’s, in big letters I read ‘Juke Box Dance Tonight’

“I didn’t know you liked to dance.” I said as we walked in.

“I don’t.” She said, “You do.”

I looked at her for a minute, but then she smiled almost sweetly and extended her hand out to me as her favorite song came on the juke box.

Twist and Shout by the Beatles.

We twisted a lot. It was fun. Best part was I got her laugh a couple of times. After a slow song came on we got a couple cokes.

“You’re a good dancer, Soda.” She said not looking at me.

“You’re better.” I told her moving a piece of her soft, white blonde hair out of her face so I could see her eyes.

“Not really.” She said almost shyly.

“You’re a real good dancer, Cali.” I told her leaning in to her. I wasn’t even thinking. But before our lips could touch, we were interrupted.

“Hey, Cali, how you doin’?” Tim Shepard asked us.

She shrugged, “I was doin’ fine ’til I had to see your ugly mug.”

I bit back a giggle.

He grinned at her darkly, “Just ’cause you lost your big brother a year ago, don’t mean we’re still mournin’.” He hissed, “You need to grow up, California Winston, and get yourself a real man.”

“I got one, Shepard.” She hissed, both me and Tim were taken aback, Cali sounded just like Dally there, “Now scram before I decide to bust your head in.”

He scramed, but not after muttering a few curses.

“What’ya mean you got a real man?” I asked without thinking.

She stood up and offered me her hand, silently telling me to come with her. I took her hand and let her lead me out of the restaurant. Onto the streets, passed out neighbourhood, up and down streets, through a little bit of forest, until we came to this pretty little clearing.

It was dark out, but the moon shone down on it like liquid silver, the large willow trees swayed slightly in the night breeze like they were dancing, the oaks stood strong and silent, the light colour dusted on the flowers were practically unnoticeable in the light, the grass was long, soft, green as I sat down next to Cali.

She lit up a weed and handed it to me. I excepted. She brought me out here for a reason.

“I found this place a couple day’s before the Soc was murdered.” She said shakily, I handed her back the weed and she took a long drag to calm herself.

“Just behind them trees,” She pointed in between a large great oak and a weeping willow tree, “There’s a run down cabin. I’ve been disappearin’ to it for a while. I couldn’t brig myself to go back to Buck’s after what happened. I was gonna bring Dally and Johnny here, thought maybe we could fix it up and make it our house.”

“What happened?” I asked as she paused for a little while, though I knew full well.

“Johnny was in no condition at first, and Dally was in the cooler. Then the Soc thing happened. I keep comin’ back here thinkin’ that they’ll show up and we can have a home here. But I know better.”

“Why’d you bring me here, Cali?” I asked her softly, I knew this was hurting her a lot to talk about.

She swallowed, “I had a dream sleepin’ out here a little while ago.” She told me, “Johnny and Dally came here to talk to me. They told me that one a the gang really liked me, and said I needed to give you a chance. So I guess all this night, I was kinda askin’ you on a date.”

“Really?” I asked she nodded.

“Then you wont mind if I do this,”

I grabbed her shoulders and deeply planted my lips on hers. Fireworks went everywhere that night.


“Dallas! You don’t hit your sister!” Cali scolded our youngest son as he hit out youngest child and only daughter, Candycane.

“Say you’re sorry.” She hissed.

He huffed, “I’m sorry, Candy.” He said defeated.

“And?” She pressed.

“I pwomise I wont do it again.” He said looking down.

“Go play.” She said, “You too, Candy.”

They both ran off giggling.

I couldn’t be happier with how my life turned out. We had four amazing kids. Johnathan Darrel Curtis, Sodapop Patrick Curtis Jr., Dallas Christapher Curtis, and Candycane Marry Curtis.

I still worked at the DX with Steve, we were co managers. Cali was an interior designer, and mostly worked from home.

We raised our kids the way we thought was best, and she wanted them to not go down the same path she and her brother did. I respect that.

You end up like Dallas Winston, she even agreed, you don’t really turn out at all.

We turned that old cabin she showed me that day into our house, bought the place around it so the kids could run wild and free, like kids should.

The thing is that night, we sorta went a litter further than kissin’, and a few weeks later we found she was pregnant with Johnny.

“What do you think we should name this one?” She asked as I was still stuck in my thoughts.

“What?” I asked unable to believe it.

She only grinned really big, and I had to mirror her.

“I love you, California.” I said hugging her.

“I love you too, Sodapop.” She said kissing me.

This was the perfect life anyone could ask for.

Interview With A Vampire; Vampire Chronicles A Lastat De Lioncourt One-Shot


I’ve never been like average, ever since I was born. I never fit in with anyone. I never cared for people like Justin Beiber, Celine Dieon, Robert Patterson. I’ve never been too into sports either.

After my seventh birthday I realized that no one loved me. My parents thought about putting me up for adoption a couple of times, but decided against it when they realized I was listening.

At the same time, how could I blame them?

Look at me. I’m hideous.

I have white eyes, my irises are white. My hair is blacker then the night. I’m un naturally skinny, but at the same time I’m extremely strong and athletic. I never see things like other people.

And then I had a few bad habits I can’t seem to kick.

I can never stop talking like someone from over a hundred years ago, even though it’s 2013. I enjoy the sight of blood, sometimes I’ll just cut my finger or wrist or something just to see it. And my mother doesn’t approve of this one in the least, I enjoy walking in the rain, no umbrella, no coat, sometimes not even shoes.

I was doing that right now. My parents were arguing again. They weren’t happy with the grade I got on an assignment. It’s not that I was stupid, I just gave up trying. No one cared, why should I?

I was just hoping for someone to give me a purpose. But, it didn’t happen.

I’m seventeen. I don’t know why I’m still acting like a young child, but I just keep wishing for someone to come along and knock me off my feet.

I stared down at my old broken black high tops. I liked them. Neither of my parents did. But they didn’t complain.

I think they stopped caring when I came home with my ears pierced in different places.

I closed my eyes enjoying the cool sky water wash over me, slowly dripping off all my worries and stress with it.

“Watch it!” Someone hissed as I bumped into them.

“Sorry.” I mumbled lowering my eyes.

This was another habit. I never liked anyone looking into my eyes. I never liked them to see the colour they had. So I kept my head down and my eyes out of view.

“You’re that weird girl from school aren’t you?” He asked.

I knew who it was, but I didn’t say anything. I just nodded.

“How about we show her a trick or two?” Someone else said.

“Sounds like fun.” Another said.

I just realized that there were about six guys in total.

They grabbed me and dragged me down. I didn’t struggle. What ever they wanted to do to me, it wouldn’t matter.

“No fight huh?” One asked as he started to rip my shirt off.

I wasn’t fazed.

Suddenly all the guys were off me. I sat up quickly and looked around. The one that was ripping my shirt was lying there dead. I turned around. All the others were too.

I felt cold suddenly and I was thrown against the wall, a man with long blond hair was staring down at me.

“I have just killed all of them.” He told me.

“How?” I asked quietly.

He smiled grimly and said, “I drank their blood.”

I wasn’t fazed.

“What would you say to me whipping your memory of all this?” He asked.

“You’re a vampire?” I asked.

“Yes, my dear.” He told me licking his lips. I could see the blood from the boys still on his teeth.

I moved my head so that he had full view of my jugular.

“Do the same to me as you did to them, if you wouldn’t mind.” I said.

He roughly moved my head so he was staring into my eyes, I felt slightly uncomfortable under his gaze. This was a first for me.

“Why, do you wish to die?” He asked, almost demanded.

“I do.” I said, “No one will care at all. My parents hate me, no one cares. If I die then I’ll become happy. And if I can put myself to any use of someone I am in debt to, then I will. A vampire needs blood. I have some, take it.”

“What do you owe to me?” he asked leaning down close, I could feel his warm breath on my neck, I could smell the blood on hid breath.

“My virginity.” I told him closing my eyes, “You saved me from loosing it to them. I owe you that, you may take my blood if you wish.”

“What kind of girl are you who wants nothing more than to die?” He asked me.

“One of a kind, I suppose. I’ve never been like any other person my age, let alone a girl.” I said.

“If I wish to drink your blood, I may?” He asked, like he was making sure he could.

“As you wish, I will not object.” I told him.

“Perhaps, I will see you again.” He told me.

And he was gone. Before that though, I could have sworn I felt something on my neck.

The sun started to peek out of the clouds. That was my que. I walked back home.

Needless to say my parents weren’t happy with me being soaked and my shirt ripped.

I ignored them and went to my room. I blasted the music and turned on my computer.

‘Vampires’ I typed into the google search bar.

I researched what just happened.

Vampires can’t be in sun light, vampires don’t like garlic, a vampire can turn a person into a vampire if they drink that person’s blood and have that person drink their’s. I found a few interesting things through that. I never payed attention when we learned about mythical things. I prefered history.

I showered and changed into a pair of pjs. I stared at my ceiling a good half the night wondering just what the hell happened.


The next day was the usual. I walked to school. My teachers ignored me other than attendance, everyone laughed at me after I passed them, someone stuffed junk into my locker and it all spilt out onto me when I opened it, I ate alone at lunch reading, and was pushed down during the time we ran laps in the gym. Not to mention, I felt miserable all day.

I couldn’t stop thinking about that guy from the other day. That vampire.

I remembered how his eyes dug into me, like no one else could. How I almost trembled under his gaze. The way he roughly pushed me up against that brick wall and talked to me like we were almost equals. I remember the way his blood scented breath tickled my neck. And the way that he saved me and left me standing there in wonder in a blink of an eye.

It had been raining all day today too. I had no coat, wasn’t paying attention to where I was going. I bumped into someone.

“Sorry.” I mumbled looking down.

“Well, it seems we met again.”

My head shot up.

There he stood in the rain holding a black umbrella over his head, smirking at me.

“You.” I said.

“Why yes it is me.” He said almost snobbish, “And whom are you again, I forgot to ask last time.”

“Alex.” I told him, “And whom may my rescuer of the day prior go by?” I asked.

“Lastat.” He taking my hand and kissing it, “Lastat De Lioncourt, at your service.”

“I’m very pleased to meet you Lastat De Lioncourt.” I told him.

“If you do not mind my inquiry,” He said, “What might a lovey young lady such as yourself be out in the rain without cover?”

I shrugged, “I love the rain, when I die it will be the one thing I miss.”

I hadn’t noticed until now, but the rain was falling, but not on my anymore. Lastat had the umbrella covering both of us.

“Why do you wish to die so much?” He asked me, “Why do you wish for it?”

“What happiness do I have?” I asked him, “You saw yesterday, they wanted to rape me and if not for you they would have in a minute without any regret. No one would care about me anyway. My parents have considered numerous times to place in an orphanage, or put me up for adoption. You see those people over there?”

I motioned to the open shop containing people staring.

“What about them?” he asked.

“They watch me like a hawk every time I go by their shop. I never touch anything, but they always glare at me, like they don’t want me to exist.” I told him, “I have no one. I never have and I never will. I’ve come to except that. So if you aren’t here to take me up on my blood offer, then please, I must be going.”

I turned to leave, but he caught me.

“I wish to speak with you more.” He said.

I straightened up a little and looked him up and down.

“My parents won’t be home for a few hours.” I told him, “We can talk there.”

“Thank you.” he said.

We continued to walk. He held the umbrella over each of us. I didn’t object. I prefered the rain, and to be by myself. But right now, walking home with someone, covered, and dry. It was nice.

I unlocked the door and let him in.

“A very nice place you have here.” he said taking off his coat.

“It’s alright, I suppose.” I told him.

He simply smiled knowingly. I rolled my eyes and showed him to the kitchen.

“May I get you anything?” I asked.

“Coffee, if it’s not too much?” He said sitting on one of the stool for the breakfast bar.

I turned on the coffee pot and got out two mugs.

“What do you take?” I asked.

“Black.” he said.

I nodded and poured some sugar into one of the mugs.

“What did you wish to talk about?” I asked him leaning forward on the counter across from him.

“There is one thing I think you might find interesting.”

“Go on.” I said as I turned around and poured the coffee.

“I’m about to give you a choice, I never had.”

I gave him his cup and sipped from mine slowly.

“How would you enjoy, being a vampire?”

I brought my cup away from me and rested it on the counter, still in my hands.

“Why do you offer it to me?” I asked.

“You are not like any other girl, Alex.” he told me shaking his head as he held the hot cup in his hand, “You have no fear, you feel no pain, you care not for anyone around you-

“That is a lie if I ever heard one.” I told him. He stared at me shocked for a minute, “I care about everyone who’s close to me. They don’t care about me. I get in the middle of my parents and have them yell at me so they don’t have the energy to yell at each other. I don’t fight back when someone at school bullies me because I know I can beat them in a second. I don’t cause anyone trouble, I don’t want their lives to be any harder than it already is!”

“And you truly, care.” he said.

“Alex, do you not realize how rare that is to some by?” he asked me.

“No, Lastat.” I told him, “You tell me.”

“Everyone says they care. But do they?” He said, “No, you care Alex. If any of them cared, they wouldn’t hate you. If any of them cared then you wouldn’t be alone.”

“Lastat, you’re just raising my point.” I told him, “I need you to drink my blood. I need you to kill me. My parents have locked up everything that you could possibly think of that I could use to kill myself with. I need to die.”

He sighed and looked down. I leaned forward thinking he’d say something against it.

Instead he lunged forward and brought me close. He put his lips to my neck. He licked slightly and then bit. I felt my blood rush out of my body, I was starting to grow numb. I clung to his shirt. Then it all stopped.

He held me in his arms like a dip for a dance.

“Have you tasted death enough?” He asked.

“No….” I trailed off.

I remember seeing his face in shock, then everything went black.


I woke up the next morning in my bed. I looked around, there was a note on my bed side table.

You’re an idiot, Alex. You have things to live for. There has to be someone out there who cares for you, you just don’t see it. If you accept my invitation of becoming a vampire, I will be in the same spot we first met. If you accept, say your good byes to the light. If you don’t, then I suppose this is good-bye for us.

-Lastat De Lioncourt

I put it down and got dressed.

I walked down the stairs. My parents were home. I forgot, it was Saturday.

“Some one decide to sleep in.” My mom commented on as I came into the kitchen and grabbed a cup od coffee.

“I’ll be home late.” I told her drinking it, not sugar this time.

“Why, don’t you actually get friends or something?” She asked.

“I’m just going for a while, I’ll be back.” I told her.

I grabbed my denim jacket and slid on my favorite shoes.

“Bye mom, bye daddy.” I said and left.

I walked down the streets, letting the sun bath over me. I never usually liked it, but for some reason I did today. I didn’t eat all day. I walked around, watched the clouds, the way the shadows were. Everything. I knew what I was going to do.

After I watched the sun set I walked to the place I first met Lastat.

I saw a figure leaning up against the side of the building where he had pinned me.

“Lastat?” I asked meekly.

He shot towards me.

He bit my neck, my blood was draining again. My heart was starting to beat slowly. I clung to his shirt as my body began to feel numb. My vision was starting to get blurry when he pulled away.

“I’ve drained you, Alex.” he told me, I could faintly see my blood on his mouth, “If I leave you now, you’ll get what you want. You’ll die. But if you choose to live, you can live forever. And you can feast on all the people who’ve ever done you wrong.”

“I don’t care about the people.” I said so quietly I almost could hear myself, “I wish to be with you.”

He could see him smile, almost sadistically.

He bit his wrist and weld it over my mouth so it poured into my mouth. I had never wanted that red stuff so bad in my life.

I reached up and grabbed him arm, pulling it down so I could get more. It felt so good going down my throat. I kept sucking until I saw pain go across his face.

I fell backwards onto the damp cement. Pain shot through me, my every muscle felt like it was having a spasm. I felt my airway constrict, my heart was beating so fast, I was afraid it was going to burst.

“Your body is dying right now, Alex.” Lastat told me, “Try and pay no mind. I know it hurts, but after that, you’ll be just like me. And as you wished, you can be with me for eternity.”

I felt like I could breath again. My heart beat became normal. All my muscles relaxed. I felt different.

“Lastat?” I squeaked.

“Yes?” He said.

“Is it normal to be hungry after this?” I asked propping myself up on my elbows so I could look at him.

“Don’t worry about that, my dear.” He said helping me up, “Let us feast, as we begin our first night of many together.”

He said as he wrapped one arm around my waist bringing me closer to him, and the other went to my head to cradle it. Then, he did something I was praying for. He pressed his lips to mine. I felt complete right then.

As we pulled away, I looked deep into his eyes, he did the same for me.

Perhaps he was correct. There is someone out there who cares for me. And I’m about to spend all of eternity with him.

Accept It! I Can’t Be Perfect Like You!(A Death The Kid One-Shot)


“Unsymmetrical!” Kid shouted at me.the second he saw me.

Onii-chan and I were meeting up with him, Maka, Soul, Black Star, Tsubaki, Patty, and Liz for a game of basket ball. I was wearing black shorts and a t-shirt that was cut so there were no sleeves, the neck line was deeper, and it was above my belly button. The only thing is it had a diagonal stripe going from my right shoulder to my left side.

“Shut up Kid!” Onii-chan snapped at him, “You aren’t perfectly symmetrical either!”

And with that Kid went into one of his moods. I wish he would like me for me. But I know that would never happen. He’s too perfect, and I’m just . . . unsymmetrical.

“Thank’s Sakura.” Liz said sarcastically to Onii-chan.

“You got spunk, Sakura.” Black Star told her giving her a thumbs up.

I could see her cheeks go red. Onii-chan and I were quiet similar in ways like this. We both crushed on questionable guys.

We were twins, but featural. We looked nothing a like. And our personalities were so different. I was shy and quiet, she was loud and out going. She had short dirty blond hair, I had long black. She held weight on her bones, she was extremely curvy, and I was thin, a little more than average if I didn’t work out as much as I did, I was mostly muscle. We were complete opposites.

Something came towards me and I caught it. It was Kid’s jacket.

“If your going to wear that unsymmetrical monstrosity, then at least don’t let me see it.” He scolded.

I looked down.

“I think I’ll just go home.” I said.

“Why?” Maka asked.

“There’s nine of us right now, we can’t split that up evenly. Eight is a much more divisible number. Besides, there’s a couple of things I need to do today anyway. I’ll see you later.” I said.

I gave Kid back his jacket and left before he could see my shirt anymore.

I knew he’d never like me like I like him. I just had to accept that fact.

Kid’s pov.

“Ow!” I yelled, “What the hell was that for Sakura?”

“For making Ayame leave. She’s probably crying right now!” Sakura yelled back.

“She said she had other things to do!” I yelled back.

“That was her way of getting you guys not to feel bad for her because she isn’t playing right now! The only reason why she wore that shirt anyway was to get your attention!”

“And she did! It’s horribly unsymmetrical! She shouldn’t be allowed out in public like that!”

“Coming from you?” She scoffed.

I got in another one of my moods.

“I’m and unsymmetrical jerk.” I said.

“Come on Kid, it’s not that bad.” Liz encouraged.

“It’s not really noticeable.” Patty continued.

“Your right.” I said standing up and brushing myself off.

We started the game. I was still wondering about Ayame. Was she really just wearing that to get my attention? If so why? Maybe I’ll ask her at school tomorrow.

Ayame’s pov.

I walked through the halls of the academy getting to class. I was still a bad mood from when Kid yelled at me. I didn’t mean it. I just wanted him to look at me.


I turned around to find him walking towards me without Liz or Patty.

“Yes Kid?” I asked politely.

“Want to walk to class together?” He asked me.

I could tell he was trying not to freak out about my outfit. I was wearing what I normally do.

Black top that shows off about 90%of my stomach, the right sleeve reached my wrist, my left sleeve was cut off, two belts on my right upper arm, the collar was a deep v-neck showing much cleavage,  my pants were black and my left leg went all the way down and was tucked into my almost knee-high boots, my right lag was cut off a little higher than mid-thigh, two belts on my left thigh. It was skin-tight too.

A lot of other girls in the school said I shouldn’t wear it, but I never listened. They can be a meister in whatever they choose, I’ll be a meister in this. And before you ask, Onii-chan is my weapon.

“So how have you been?” He asked.

“Alright, yourself?” I asked. He wasn’t looking at me.

“I’ve been alright.” He said.

There was an awkward silence as we walked.

“Ayame.” He said, I looked at him, “I wanted to apologise to you for yesterday. It was uncalled for. I just can’t hold back when I see something unsymmetrical.”

“I understand Kid.” I told him smiling, “It’s not your fault. It’s your OCD. Besides, I think I should have seen it coming.”

He laughed lightly then said, “After you left Sakura told me something that threw me off.”

I looked at him. What did Onii-chan tell him?

“She said that the only reason why you wore that shirt was because you wanted my attention.” He said.

My face started to get red.

I shook my head, “That might have been what she thought it was, but I only wore that because it was clean. I never really pay any attention to fashion, Kid.”

He nodded and we went into the class room. I took my seat next to Onii-chan. She nudged me when I sat down. I just looked at her.

Class went on, about twenty minutes before we were allowed out Spirit came to the door.

“Shinagami-sama wished to see Kid, Liz, Patty, Sakura, and Ayame.” He said.

We got up and left. When we got in the room Spirit left.

“Hello~ menai!”He said sing-song like.

“I have an important matter to speak with you five about~” He said.

We nodded.

“Sit down please.” He said motioning to a table with six cushions around it.

We all sat down and Shinigami-sama poured six cups of tea.

“What is this about father-sama?” Kid asked.

“Well Kid,” He began, “Your mother told me that it’s about time you find yourself a wife.”

I nearly spit out my tea, along with Onii-chan and Liz.

“Then, what does this have to do with us?” Onii-chan asked.

“Well, that’s the thing,”He started, “Between Kid’s mother and myself it has been decided that he should marry either Liz or Patty, or one of you two.”

“Shingami-sama.” Onii-chan said standing up, “I’d like to request an exile.”

“Onii-chan?” I asked knowing full well what she ment.

“And why is that Sakura-chan?” Shinigami-sama asked.

She pointed straight at Kid and said, “I refuse to marry that!”

“You wont have to worry, Sakura.” Kid said, “I refuse to marry you aswell.”

“Kid-kun, you narrowed four down to three, and you have a hard choice too.” He said to his son.

“Not quite.” Kid said, “I figured you and mother-sama would eventually put me in this position. So I already had it figured out. I’m not about to marry Sakura, Patty’s out of the question, Liz is too needy. Ayame would be a good choice except for one thing,”

We all leaned in the see what he would say.

“I refuse to marry anything as unsymmetrical as that.” He said and pointed at me.

I stood up and sighed, “I’m sorry for waisting your time Shinagami-sama.” I said and bowed, as I was about to go through the first gate I stopped and looked over my shoulder.

“I’m sorry Kid.” I said, “I’m sorry you can’t accept it, I can’t be perfect like you are.”

I took off running through the gates and out of the school.

Kid’s pov.

‘I’m sorry Kid. I’m sorry you can’t accept it, I can’t be perfect like you are.’

It was ringing through my head. What did I just do? I asked myself.

Ayame would be an ideal wife. She’s an amazing cook, a good housekeeper, I know she’d take good care of the kids when we got around to having some. And yet, I let her run away. She’s no doubt crying right now.

I know she’s fragile, she always has been ever since her and Sakura were abandoned on the steps of the school when they were babies. Father-sama took them in.

I always liked Ayame, but I figured that she never liked me back. I always yelled at her about the way she dressed. I always liked to think that I would yell at her about her meister outfit because I didn’t want anyone looking at her.

Ayame truly is amazing, I really l-

“Ow! What was that for?” I yelled to Sakura.

“For making my little sister cry you moron.” She yelled back, “She loves you and you don’t even know it! She’s been praying for a time like this when you would way everything out about every girl and at least consider her as an option!”

Normally I would have yelled back. But this time I was still. Ayame, one of the orphaned twins, that sweet, smart, shy, beautiful, athletic, girl I grew up with, loved me.

I think I stayed just staring straight at Sakura for about two minutes. Finally something dinged.

I took off running straight through all the gates after her, “AYAME!!!!!!!”

Sakura’s pov.

” ‘Bout damn time he realizes what he feels for her.” I said.

Ayame’s pov.

I was running. I didn’t know where, all I knew was I had to get away. Kid didn’t want me. The only reason Onii-chan and I were so close was because we were all we had.

I stopped when I was out of breath. I was about three or four miles away from the town, straight into the desert.

I collapsed and cried. I cried my eyes out. Kid didn’t care. Eventually Onii-chan and Black Star will get together. They’re both crazy about each other.

What would I have then?

“AYAME!!!!!!!!!!” Someone yelled running right for me.

I quickly wiped the tears away and looked at the person.

It was Kid.

“What are-

Before I could finish Kid scooped me up so he was holding me bridal style. He was smiling so big, then he did something I could only dream he’d do. He kissed me.

Time seemed to stop. Everything was still. All I could feel was Kid. Just Kid. His strong arms holding me, his lips moving in such sync with me. His heart beat. The closeness we were at.

He pulled away slightly so we could have air,

“I love you, Ayame.” He said.

The breath got caught in my throat. I had been dreaming of this forever. When I finally could speak again, I smiled brightly and said,

“I love you too, Kid.”

He kissed me again. This time I wrapped my arms around his neck deepening it.

“Does this mean, when the time comes, you’ll be my wife, Ayame?” He asked me.

“I can never say no to you, Kid.” I told him stroking his cheek affectionately.

He smiled and carried me back to the city. As we walked up the steps he told me something,

“Since I’m going to be your husband soon,”He began, “I think there’s something you should know.”

“I can handle your OCD, Kid. And I’ll try and dress a little more symmetrical, just for you.” I told him.

He shook his head, “You aren’t perfect, Ayame. That’s why I love you. You can dress as unsymmetrical as you want.”

I looked at him like he had two heads for a second, “Then what is it?” I asked.

He kissed my temple and said, “You ever show this much skin to anyone other than me and I’m going to have to kill them.”

I giggled.

“But, Kid, this is the only thing I find that comfortable and I can move in when on the hunt.” I told him.

“Cover some things up then.” He started to argue, “You don’t need all that stomach showing! Bring the neck line up so it’s actually a neck line! And that’s way too much leg!”

I only laughed as he scolded me. He was perfect, I was imperfect. We were a perfectly imperfect couple.

A Duel For Your Heart(A Chazz Princeton One-Shot)


I stood across the ring from my brother. I couldn’t believe anyone could have done this.

“Nicki.” Jayden assured with a smile, “Breath.”

I nodded and put my deck in the slot.

“You first.” I told him.

He nodded. He was a lot more nervous then I’d seen him before. I, at the very least, wanted an explanation as to why they pinned us against each other to see who’d battle to other from North Academy.

I already had a feeling it was because Chansler suggested Jayden, and Crowler couldn’t stand him so he suggested me.

It was nerve-racking for everyone!

Jayden’d defend his little sister, punching a guy out if needed. I would avoid any kind of fight with my brother as possible. Everyone knew he’d never hurt me, and I just wanted to pull out so I wouldn’t see the look in his eyes. But I couldn’t.

Crowler threatened to push me down to Slifer status if I backed out, not to mention knock down my grade point average by a lot.

“Luck, Jayden.” I whispered to him before he drew.

“You too, Nick.” He said, this was going to be one long battle.

–After the battle—>>>

I dropped to my knees, eyes wider then dinner plates.

“How?” I whispered to myself.

Jayden too, along with everyone else in the stadium, was awestruck.

“How?” I asked again louder. I was searching for an answer. It wasn’t possible.

The card I had down would only reflect it back at his monster, but once it attacked it was destroyed. Meaning the card had no target to reflect back at, so it hit him directly. . . . Wait!

“Doubles the damage due if a direct hit.” I muttered standing up.

“You won by strategy.” He said walking up to me a usual smile plastered to his face.

“I won.” I breathed.

“You sure did, Nick.” He said and extended his hand to me.

I lunged forward and hugged him tight.

“Thank you.” I whispered to him.

“Why are you thanking me?” He asked returning the hug, “You did it yourself.”

“I had a good teacher at times.” I told him and pulled back.

“The dulest to face our brothers at North academy will be Nickianna Yuki.” Chansler said coming into the ring, “congratulations, Nicki.” He told me, “It was a good battle Jayden.” He said.

“The better duelist won.” He said and scratched the back of his head.

I smiled realizing what had just happened was me. And there was only one question left in my mind.

Who was the guy I was going to duel?

The day came and went, and before I knew it we were all standing on the docks waiting for their arrival.

“You’ll do great.” Jayden said and nudged me noticing me staring off in wonder.

I smiled at him as the boat docked.

The Chanslers exchanged their greetings, I payed no mind.

“Our representative is quite ready to take on whatever student you have lined up.” Shepard growled.

“I’m more than confident that our representative will be more than able to take whatever he can throw at him.” The opposer said.

“I’m sure your representative would have a very hard time holding his own against ours.” Shepard told him.

“Why don’t you just tell me who the guy is so I can beat him now!” An all to familiar voice rang.

I felt heat rising to my cheeks as I looked up. It was Chazz! He was there standing before me, he was different. But he was alive! And I was going to be dueling him!!!

I screamed inside. I could take on my brother, but what about Chazz? I sighed, only time would tell.

“Whoever he is, he can’t have enough guts to take the Chazz on.” He droaned.

I gritted my teeth, I was shy and socially awkward, but a coward I was not.

Jayden was about to say something, when I got a rare burst of confidence.

“I have more than enough guts and talent to send your sorry ass crying home to your mother Princeton!” I growled.

He stared at me astonished.

Large amounts of wind quickly picked up, looking up we saw two helicopters hovering above with two guys hanging out of them. I instantly froze when I saw what was next to them.

“Let’s see if you can keep those words you speak so confidently princess

“Kyyyyaaaaaaa!” I screamed at the top of my lungs and took off in the complete opposite direction.

Chazz’s pov.

“What was that about?” I Muttered rubbing my ear, where I swore it was bleeding.

“She’s camera-shy.” Yuki said, “Well, okay, all kinds of shy.”

Nickianna’s pov.

I ran until I was out of breath. I was almost on the other side of the island from where the dock was.

There was no way I could ever duel in front of a camera. There was no way I could ever do anything in front of a camera, except for scream, runaway, and faint.


“I can’t!” I screamed flailing my arms around for emphasis, “What part of that is unclear?”

“You threatened me, you’re doing this.” Chazz growled.

“I’ll gladly duel you.” I told him honestly, “But not in front of a camera.”

“Nickianna, you must.” Chansler Shepard told me.

“I don’t care about disgracing our school!” I cried and slammed my hands on his desk, “I’ll make it up when the races come.”

“We are duel academies!” He told me sternly.

“And I’m more than willing to show my deck off to North academy, and show them how you’re supposed to duel.” I told him and placed my hands on my hips to show how serious I am about it, “But I absolutely can not go on in front of a camera.”

“Yes, you can.” Jayden told me, “You just need to breathe.”

He wrapped an arm around me and pulled me into a hug.

It finally occurred to me.

“That’s it!” I cheered and pulled out of the hug, “Jayden can go on!”

“Not possible, princess.” Slade told me.

“Why not?” I questioned and started to pace around to get momentum for my reasoning, “We’re both Yuki’s and identical twins. We could just say that it was supposed to be Jayden, and they just confused it with me because I had better grades. Besides,” I stopped and pointed a finger at him, “You don’t faint in front of large crowds or cameras!”

“You screamed.” Chazz growled and moved closer.

“I faint to.” I snapped back at him.

“You were the one who was chosen to represent your school.” The North Chansler told me, “You’ll duel, not your brother.”

“Do I not get a say in this?” I asked.

“The rules are as they are, Nicki, you can’t back out.” He told me.

“Then get rid of the cameras!” I shouted, “I’m nervous enough about going out there in front of two schools as it is!”

“Slade, Jagger, would you consider it?” Chansler asked them. I was begging.

“It’s considered.” Slade said.

“And we refuse to let an oppertunity to show the Princeton family’s victory.” Jagger finished.

I looked down, cheeks burning, and left the room.

“Nicki!” Jayden called after me, “It’s not gonna be that bad.” He told me.

He reached to put an arm around me, I shyed away.

“I don’t know.” I told him voice cracking, “You know I’m not good with groups.”

“Yeah.” He said and sighed, “I’d always hold a sheet up when you read to mom and dad’s friends at their parties.”

“It’s not my fault.” I whispered.

“I know.” He said, “Just breathe.”

“Stay on the outside of the ring for me?” I asked.


I smiled at him, he was the greatest brother ever.


No one’s pov.

Chazz stood in the center of the duel ring with a smug expression on his face, he was going to win this.

“Five minutes Mr. Princeton.” The director told them.

They nodded.

“Where is she?” Chazz hissed to himself.

Just as he thought that, Nickianna came through the door on the ground floor, being literally pushed into the ring by her brother.

“Today’s the day!” She told herself and Chazz when Jayden stopped pushing her. She stood her ground perfectly.

“I’ll defeat you and make you eat every single word you ever said about being better than everyone!” She told him and pointed right at him.

“Great speech.” He told her, smirk growing, “But how about you get in the arena before you smack talk.”

“Shut up!” She screamed at him, “I’m working on it.”

“Thirty seconds!” The director told them.

“Jayden give me a push!” She said confidently.

He smiled at his sister and happily pushed her right to the spot where she’d stay the entire duel before probably fainting.

“And we’re live.”

“Scared?” Chazz teased her.

“I would be if I were you.” She snarled.

Even though her shaking knees were echoing through out the arena.


Nicki’s shocked expression slowly turned into a small grin, which grew into a smile, and then all together she was laughing. She jumped up and cheered.

She’d defeated the youngest Princeton on her own, credit to getting her there all went to her brother.

She walked up to the boy on his knees to congratulate him on a good match when his older brothers beat her to him.

“Slacker!” Jagger snarled at him, “How could you disgrace us like this Chazz?”

“What happened to all the cards we gave you?” Slade growled.

Chazz only looked away.

Jagger raised a fist to hit his younger brother, when the same arm was taken, and used to flip him over onto his stomach, his arm bending behind his back.

“How can you call yourselves his older brothers?” Nicki growled to them as she held Jagger’s arm in place.

For a curvy, and scrawny girl, that had more boobs then she did brains, she was strong.

“Big brothers.” She continued, “Don’t hurt their younger sibling when they do wrong. They don’t break them down for a mistake. And they defiantly don’t think of them as disgrace to their family name!”

“What do you know about being an older brother?” Slade snapped.

“A hell of a lot more than you two would ever know!” She yelled and let go of Jagger’s arm, “A big brother is supposed to be there to help you along and pick you up when you’re down. They’re supposed to encourage and love you, even if they never say it. If either of you ever had a real brother you’d know that.”

“Why you.” Slade walked up to her and grabbed her collar forcing her up a little.

“Keep your hands off her.” Chazz growled as he got up, he pushed Slade off Nicki and pushed her behind him, “She’s right.” He told them, “But if you aren’t brothers at least be gentlemen and don’t lay a hand on a lady.”

“You want at either of them you go through me.” Jayden said coming up and putting himself between Jagger and Slade and Chazz and Nicki.

“And you’ll have to go through the rest of us.” There stood Zane, Syruse, Alexis, Bastion, Chumly, and Atticus.

All of North Academy stood up and started cheering. They were all on their side.

They left, and so did the cameras. Nicki sighed a sigh of relief.

Everyone congratulate her on her win, and welcomed Chazz back after all that.

—Later that night—

Nickianna’s pov.

I sat on the docks staring out at the rolling waves.

“Hey.” A quiet voice spoke behind me and brought me out of my thoughts.

I looked over my shoulder and smiled.

“Hey, Chazz.” I said and turned back to the ocean, “What brings you out here this late?”

“I could ask you the same thing.” He said and stood next to me.

“I was thinking.” I said quietly.

“About?” He asked.

I shrugged, “Everything, really.”

He nodded, “You’re turn.”

“I was looking for you.”

“Found me.” I giggled.

He smiled faintly.

“I wanted to ask you something.”

“Ask away.” I told him and patted the spot next to me.

He sat down and cleared his throat.

He didn’t say anything right after that. We just sat and watched the waves for a while. It was quiet, but a good kind.

I shivered slightly at the wind that blew by, only to tense up when something was drapped across my shoulders.

“You’re cold.” Chazz said but didn’t look at me.

I nodded slightly, “Thank you.” I mumbled and pulled it closer to myself.

“Why’d you do it?” He finally asked.

“Do what” I asked.

“You stopped Jagger and Slade, and defended me. I wasn’t even that nice to you to begin with.” He said, “I wanna know why.”

I shrugged, “I know how a brother should act.” I told him staring at the waves, “Maybe I did it because they acted the way they did. Maybe it was because the cameras were off and I could think clearly. Maybe,”

“Sorry?” He asked.

I took a deep breath and looked at him dead in the eyes, “Maybe it’s because I didn’t like seeing them hurt you, I really hate it when someone hurts someone that’s dear to me.”

“I’m, dear to you?” He asked eyes going wide.

I took a deep breath and breathed again, “I really like you, Chazz. I don’t care if you don’t share the same emotions. I wanted you to know.”

“I’m glad.” He said and leaned in towards me, “I like you too.”

“Really?” I asked leaning in too.

“Yeah.” He whispered.

“I’m glad.” I whispered.

We kept leaning in closer and closer to each other.

“What do you think you doing?” Jayden growl.

I shrieked and pushed Chazz away from me in surprise.

He fell into the water. Came back up and spit out water.

I giggled at the sight.

“I’ll get you Yuki.” He growled.

“Well, you almost got my sister, maybe another day.” He smirked.

I laughed as they continued to argue.