Notes: XD 52 is the name of a whore boy story I wrote a while ago XD It had angel boys and demon boys *.* Never finished it though...Fui wanted me to write something else ^^;;;
They seemed to be following me everywhere I went. It was as though they thought I would kill myself if I were left with such an opportunity. I had no such desire. I had just found what so long I have mourned to truly be alive.
I turned away from my computer where I had previously been contemplating sending a message to my old computer. When I had finally decided against it I had accidentally slipped and hit send. He would most likely receive a blank message rather soon.
Once I had turned away I decided that I might as well ask Yoji and Ken what they wanted to do since I was pretty sure I would have no hope of getting rid of them tonight. When I saw them Ken was leaning against Yoji as he fell asleep and Yoji had Ken between his legs. I couldn't help but have suggestive thoughts come to my head.
I coughed quietly in order to remind them that I was still present in the room. Both of their heads shot up and they stared at me blankly. Once Ken looked down and noticed that he was between Yoji's legs and Yoji looked down and noticed he had put Ken between his legs they both jumped backwards, away from each other blushing rather brightly. It was strange to see Yoji blush because he had put someone in a suggestive position.
"You two looked rather comfortable," I muttered quietly.
"I got tired! Do you realize how long you were on the computer?" Ken asked me trying to change the subject.
"Ten hours, thirteen minutes, and twenty-seven seconds," I replied with a shrug.
"What were you doing anyway?" Yoji asked, still flustered.
I almost smiled at him but decided not to. It wasn't a good idea to smile at them. I wasn't happy; I was just simply amused. Amusement and happiness should never be expressed in the same manner...
"I ordered tickets for tomorrow night's opera. Want to come?" I asked.
"Yes," they replied in unison, as I knew they would. "Which one?"
"It's called 52..."
They seemed to be following me everywhere I went. It was as though they thought I would kill myself if I were left with such an opportunity. I had no such desire. I had just found what so long I have mourned to truly be alive.
I turned away from my computer where I had previously been contemplating sending a message to my old computer. When I had finally decided against it I had accidentally slipped and hit send. He would most likely receive a blank message rather soon.
Once I had turned away I decided that I might as well ask Yoji and Ken what they wanted to do since I was pretty sure I would have no hope of getting rid of them tonight. When I saw them Ken was leaning against Yoji as he fell asleep and Yoji had Ken between his legs. I couldn't help but have suggestive thoughts come to my head.
I coughed quietly in order to remind them that I was still present in the room. Both of their heads shot up and they stared at me blankly. Once Ken looked down and noticed that he was between Yoji's legs and Yoji looked down and noticed he had put Ken between his legs they both jumped backwards, away from each other blushing rather brightly. It was strange to see Yoji blush because he had put someone in a suggestive position.
"You two looked rather comfortable," I muttered quietly.
"I got tired! Do you realize how long you were on the computer?" Ken asked me trying to change the subject.
"Ten hours, thirteen minutes, and twenty-seven seconds," I replied with a shrug.
"What were you doing anyway?" Yoji asked, still flustered.
I almost smiled at him but decided not to. It wasn't a good idea to smile at them. I wasn't happy; I was just simply amused. Amusement and happiness should never be expressed in the same manner...
"I ordered tickets for tomorrow night's opera. Want to come?" I asked.
"Yes," they replied in unison, as I knew they would. "Which one?"
"It's called 52..."