Me: This little fic is an example of why I shouldn't get bored and why people should review. Lloyd?

Lloyd: Don't huuuuuurt meeeeeeee!

Me: *sighs* I won't. For now. Just tell the people what/who I own.

Lloyd: Natasha owns nothing but herself and the occasional OC.

Me: Good. *strokes hair* Now let's get on with it.

Yaoi and Pairing and Incest, Oh My!

Soft breathing and music coming from the radio were the only sounds in the dark room, the form of a female body covered by multiple blankets lay on the bed. A mess of orange hair on the pillow was the only visual sign of the room's occupant, besides the mound beneath the blankets. The clock on the radio read 11:13 when the door silently opened, a barely noticeable sliver of light now softly illuminating the wall.

Slowly, at just barely the pace of a snail, a teen-aged boy with a dully-lit flashlight in hand entered the room, looking to his right and checking that the bed's occupant didn't awaken before quietly shutting the door behind him.

The spiky-haired boy inaudibly crossed the room, his foot steps muted by socked feet and plush carpeting. A gloved hand pulled the chair away from the desk, and at the same time, another gloved hand discretely turned up the volume of the radio to hide the noise of turning on a computer. The bright light of a computer monitor lit up the room until the person turned down the light setting to the same level as his flashlight. Then he turned off the electronic torch.

The male slipped off the gloves to masterfully type in the correct password without making a noise, and a smile came to the infiltrator's lips when the Mozilla Firefox window opened.

"Yes. . . Finally. . ." The teenager murmured, opening up the Bookmarks tab.

The mouse hovered over the 'Research' folder before he clicked on it.

A multitude of links showed up, many of them going to writing and fanfiction sites, but he chose only one; The Rescue.

The link opened up to a story on fanfiction dot net, a website that the male was well-acquainted with.

Scrolling down, the boy ignored the beginning splurge, ignoring any warnings that might be present.

As he reads, a confused expression begins to grow on his face, and becomes so entranced by the content that he doesn't hear the rustle of cloth from behind him.

The further down he gets, the more confused his expression gets, until finally, his eyes widen and he gasps.

"Oh my Goddess! Kratos is my DAD! This is so WRONG!" Lloyd exclaims, pushing back from the desk to scoot the chair away so he can escape.

However, the chair's wheels get out about two and a half feet before getting caught on the carpet, which causes it to fall backwards, with Lloyd still on board, with a loud thud.

"Oh, shit." The spiky-haired brunette hisses, quickly getting up and brushing himself off.

Suddenly the light flicks on.

"Uh-oh."

"Damn right, 'Uh-oh'. What the fuck are you doing here?"

Lloyd, wide-eyed, stared at the girl leaning against the door with her arms folded over her chest, an irked expression present on her features.

"Um- I- Uh- Ya' see-" He verbally stumbled over himself, quickly attempting to make up a believable excuse.

The girl's eyes narrowed. "Shut it."

He rapidly complied.

She sighed, and ran her fingers through her reddish-orange hair in annoyance, making the mess even worse.

"Seriously, Lloyd. What were you doing? How many times have I told you that my Research bookmark is off-limits? I told you that for a reason. Jeez." She said, rolling her eyes.

The boy shuddered. "I seriously can't believe that someone could write about me and my dad doing that kinda' stuff! It's nasty!"

The redhead shrugged. "Actually, that pairing is popular among people who don't mind Incest pairings. Just like how Kaoru and Hikaru are popular. And they're twins. I must admit, though, brother/brother isn't quite as extreme as father/son."

Lloyd shuddered again, an expression on disgust twisting his features into a grimace.

"How do you read that stuff, Natasha?" He demanded.

The authoress chuckled darkly, her reply sickeningly sweet. "How, you ask? Well, I'm a yaoi fan, or course! Any and all yaoi pairings are absolutely delightful to me! Another pairing I absolutely adore? Zelloyd. And Kruan is quite adorable, too. I'm not a huge fan of Gelos, because I could never see that sexy pervert with cute little Geni', but I still enjoy it."

The red-clad swordsman's eyes widened in shock.

"O-oh Goddess. You haven't written any of that kind of stuff, have you?" He hesitantly asked her, backing up a little as she approached.

A pout formed on her lips. "No, much to my dismay. I would have, but I can't seem to write a good one. I can never figure out a good location or plot for one."

A shiver coursed through Lloyd when a malicious grin came to Natasha Knight's face.

"But since you're here and I'm wide awake now, how about I use you as a helper, ne? I have a few explicit ideas in mind. . ." The lock clicked, and the brunette felt a wave of dread wash over him. He tried backing away, and tried to get out of reach, but she cornered him against the desk.

"Noooooooooo!"

Please review. Please. If you review, I shall give you the option of requesting a fanfiction. Please review. PLEEEEAAAASE.

BTW, that fun little requesting option has no limits except Yuri. Yuri is a no-no for me.

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