she wakes up pressed against a boy. —twelve/lisa

"Ten years later, and the words still cannot be erased from the world's mind" Drabble-type oneshot.Potentially AU.

Y al igual que toda las noches, Nine tiene ese mismo sueño, por suerte, Twelve siempre esta ahí (leve yaoi)

"Something she notices is strange: not a single person in the passing vehicles, passenger or otherwise, gives them more than a passing glance. As if it is perfectly normal for two teenagers to be riding like this at midnight. But she knows that this isn't normal. She is a runaway who has been saved by a terrorist. So, what do they see?" A Zankyou no Terror fic, Lisa POV one-shot

But he wonders what if the police find something as mundane as a girl's strand of hair or a dropped cellphone. Traces of a girl he should've never brought home.