Not really sure how to feel about it
somethin’ in the way wewe move
makes me feel like I can’t live without you
it takes me all the way,
I want wewe to stay…
    Ciel hugged his knees on the corner of his bed. His moon lit room seemed to glow with cold, lonely light as he looked up at the silvery moon. Ciel gave a long sigh. He had been waking in the middle of the night often now, and he couldn’t shake the uchungu, chungu feeling of loneliness from his mind. Ciel felt the corner of his eyes burn.
    Damn it…, the earl thought to himself. He honestly had...

Crona walked out of the DWMA and headed towards Maka’s house. She had invited him over to stay the night, but she had told him to go ahead on his own to the house because she had something to speak to the professor about. He let himself inside and nearly tripped over a bag that was laying in the entryway.
“Whoops! Sorry Crona!”
Crona looked up at Black nyota who was standing over him. He gazed around the room and saw that all his Marafiki were there; everyone except for Maka.
When Kid noticed that Crona had arrived he began to feel nervous again. “I didn’t know he was coming.”
“Of course,...

“Stein, stop! Get off!” Spirit pushed at his chest. Stein pressed down on him and kept kissing him. His hands slid down Spirit’s body and tugged at his underwear, wanting him completely bare. “Ah! No!”
Stein put one hand over Spirit’s mouth. “What did I tell you? Our neighbors will hear wewe if wewe don’t keep your voice down.” He removed his hand and moved back down Spirit’s body. Stein relieved his lover of his undergarments and his tongue slid over the newly bare skin.
Spirit gasped softly as he felt Stein’s warm tongue on his cold skin. Pleasured moans escaped his lips...

Light lay inayofuata to L, occasionally glacing at the handcuffs, ever since the night where light yelled out 'RYUK' during sex, L had ignored him completely. "L-" Light started only to see a cold shoulder "what is it Light?" It was obvious in L's voice that he was irretated. "I-I have to take a shower, wewe see I-" "Light-" L rolled over and to Light surprize wrapped his arm around him "I- I don't know if I can trust you" Light relized how even though L had been uigizaji heartless he felt as much pain as he did

"L" Light alisema tenderly as he stroked his head "heheh" Light heard ryuk chuckle from the...

It had been three days after Spirit had almost aliyopewa in to Stein’s advance on him and his moyo was still aching. He had wanted nothing zaidi than to allow Stein to touch him, kiss him, pleasure him, but he knew that it would only end in his moyo being broken again. He couldn’t expect Stein to commit to him. Who was he kidding? He knew Stein would commit to him. It was Spirit himself who couldn’t be expected to commit. He wanted to, but it he didn’t know how. He had never aliyopewa all of his upendo to one single person in all of his life. Yet when he thought of Stein, oh how his moyo beat....

The rain had kept miroku awake for the past hour, the constant pattering just reminded him of how tired he was of getting up every saa to change the barrier. "ahhh, damnit if only Inuyasha had helped" he rolled over as he whined "I'm so tired". As miroku stumbled out the door he felt his head spinning "Almost- there" he repeated reassuringly, the walls were smooth, he pressed against them for balance. "so- soft" he lazily sighed. "smooth.... smooth..." as Miroku drifted off he rested his head onto the figure he was clutching onto for balance, than it started moving.

"M-Miroku..." miroku's eyes...

They all stopped in awe to see the boiling waters infront of them. Randomly placed holes around, beautiful hot spring liquid.Inuyasha still turned his burned cheeks avoiding any eye contact, it had been this way since last night, Miroku sighed

"finally..."

Everybody exhaled deeply, plunging into their own claimed spots. Sinking into the lovely heat, Miroku found himself pushed out into one furthest from the group, Kagome and Sango were trading period stories (on which he didn't want to jiunge in) Shippo and kilala were tossing their water over the sides... and Inuyasha, in all his demon glory was...

Watson muttered something under his breath. Sherlock didn't bother to decode it, knowing it was most likely another witty maoni of their situation.

"Oh Watson, dearest Watson I wish wewe would cheer up"

his cold flatmate and colluege sat curled up in a sort of upright fetal potition. A blanket that had small holes chewed through it drapped over his shoulders
still moist from the storm his clothes too wet to wear without catching hypothermia.

"at least we caught the man"

"wrong Holmes,"

he hissed from the beat up bed

"we didn't catch him, we drove him to a trap five miles from here and now were stuck"...

Sing to me songs of the darkness…
Farewell to heaven, my friend.
Come to me, bury your sorrow…
Temptation await the condemned.
    Crona woke with a gasp. He had had a certain song stuck in his head for a week, now, and he didn’t know what to do. Somehow it suited him, though. A lot of depressing songs did. The demon swordsman looked up out of the little window in his room at the DWMA. Light shone down into his room, but missed Crona altogether, making him feel dreary.
    “Ugh…” Crona mumbled as he got up out of bed. He looked out the window again....

"Lason..." Riki spat from his torn lips. choking on his blood he stood up, though Riki knew that it was a pointless effort and he had lost. "I'll protect Akihiko to the end.." his voice was fading into a whimper. "I don't want Akihiko" Lason still stood dominately above Riki "don't be foolish..." Lason continued and riki felt his body go limp. His head was throbbing and his eyelids slowly gave in "f-fuck you..." Lason whipped out a gun, 'BANG' a stream of blood ran so perfectly down the torn face. Riki now lay still, his struggle was over. "What a pity" Lason alisema still towering over the motionless...