Warning: This is a yaoi finction starring two males going to have a sexual
relationship.
So, if you are offended by this, turn back now!
May contain strong words, voilance and things like that... ;-)
Disclaimer: The persons in the story is not mine, they are Squeresoft`s .
If I owned them, I would have kept them, and nobody would be able to hurt
them again.
Arthurs notes: //flashbacks// This is my first ficcie, så be nice. Love reviews, but flames will be used to Roast Rinoa over open flame with salt on :-D
Heartless - Chapert 1
I am empty, my heart feel like a deep, black hole in space. And maybe it is, a hole I mean. Nothing there at all. Right now, it feels that way.
I sit up from the crumpled bed sheets, my foggy mind barely registering my alarm clock ringing. Like the bell of a church. I bring my arms up to my eyes, and rub them awake. Slowly, I stand up, sagging over to the bathroom, waking into the cold shower. I needed cold showers, both to wake me, and to rinse of the dreams I have about him. I both hate and love them, but it is not very funny to wake up to a raging hard on every fucking morning.
I gasp as the cold water hit me, but I ease soon, getting used to the coldness I start rubbing in the shampoo in my hair. Strawberry shampoo. Actually, it was not me who bought it. It was Rinoa, when she lived here some days ago. Hyne... I am happy to be free from her.
\\ "Squally!" I could hear the whiny voice echo through the dorm room. "Where is my red dress?" I sighted deeply, putting down my paperwork that I had held for almost an hour, just thinking of someone else. "Don't know." I muttered in answer, not really caring if she walked around the GARDEN naked. Oh... wait. there are minors here."But... they where here the day before!" She whined again. "Maybe you put it somewhere else." I sighted, still not bothering to look up. "No, I know I out it here yesterday! Have you taken it?!" She yelled over the shower. "Yeah. of course. I have been walking around at nighttime, wearing nothing but your dress, flirting with Irvine.. No, Rin, I haven't taken it." I could literally hear the pout she put up. "Ahh... you have taken it, and sleep with it beside of you in the bed to simulate me sleeping there beside you!" I froze. The hell.? "Squally- poo, you should have said something!" Then she stepped out from the bathroom. Naked. I could feel myself freeze, eyes going wide, before abruptly turning away, blushing and feeling generally sick. My stomach turned, and I gasped out. "Get on some clothes!" I yelled, infuriated. I could hear her move up to me, standing in front of me. "Now, baby, don't be shy." Her voice reminded me of a goat in heat, and when she grabbed my hand, pulled it towards her, and put it on one of her tits, my mind blanked. I panicked, pushing her away, knocking her tit hard, causing her to yell out in pain, and both of us to fall backwards. And Hyne really was NOT with me that day. From where I was sitting I could see right into her pussy. My stomach twisted, and I could not hold myself anymore. I barfed. //
She left the day after, of course after slapping me hard and calling me different interesting names, including; Faggot, woman, and ect. Not that I bothered, I was so happy to get rid of her I danced the samba in the dorm room, getting a pretty strange look from some of the students passing the open door. My mind drifted back to reality, and I turned of the shower, stepping out of the bathroom, lips slightly blue and shaking from the ice cold water. Slowly I make myself over to the closet, dragging out some clothes, studying them. Nr 1: Black, leather pants with a lot of belts. A t-shirt witch hugged my body tight, and my bomber jacket. Nr 2: Baggy black pants with a lot of belts, a thigh, red sweater with a marking. "I believe in Santa Claus"* Hyne, where did I get that sweater! Oh. wait. Selphie gave it to me last Christmas, after I had told her how much I despised Christmas. That is so like her... I made my choise, not that I would even consider wearing something red at all, exept one of my belts that is. I put on the leather pants, growling to myself at the leather slighty stuck to the damp skin. That is the only thing I hate about leather. If you are damp or wet, it's a bitch to get on or off. At that moment, it just feels like you are pulling off your own skin or something like that. You know, the feeling you get when you are at class, trying to glue something together with quick glue, somebody calls your name, and you look up the same moment you squeeze the bottle. Too late you realize why they call it quick glue... Don't ask how I know. Just. don't.
Just to say it, I never use quick glue anymore.
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Arthurs notes: //flashbacks// This is my first ficcie, så be nice. Love reviews, but flames will be used to Roast Rinoa over open flame with salt on :-D
Heartless - Chapert 1
I am empty, my heart feel like a deep, black hole in space. And maybe it is, a hole I mean. Nothing there at all. Right now, it feels that way.
I sit up from the crumpled bed sheets, my foggy mind barely registering my alarm clock ringing. Like the bell of a church. I bring my arms up to my eyes, and rub them awake. Slowly, I stand up, sagging over to the bathroom, waking into the cold shower. I needed cold showers, both to wake me, and to rinse of the dreams I have about him. I both hate and love them, but it is not very funny to wake up to a raging hard on every fucking morning.
I gasp as the cold water hit me, but I ease soon, getting used to the coldness I start rubbing in the shampoo in my hair. Strawberry shampoo. Actually, it was not me who bought it. It was Rinoa, when she lived here some days ago. Hyne... I am happy to be free from her.
\\ "Squally!" I could hear the whiny voice echo through the dorm room. "Where is my red dress?" I sighted deeply, putting down my paperwork that I had held for almost an hour, just thinking of someone else. "Don't know." I muttered in answer, not really caring if she walked around the GARDEN naked. Oh... wait. there are minors here."But... they where here the day before!" She whined again. "Maybe you put it somewhere else." I sighted, still not bothering to look up. "No, I know I out it here yesterday! Have you taken it?!" She yelled over the shower. "Yeah. of course. I have been walking around at nighttime, wearing nothing but your dress, flirting with Irvine.. No, Rin, I haven't taken it." I could literally hear the pout she put up. "Ahh... you have taken it, and sleep with it beside of you in the bed to simulate me sleeping there beside you!" I froze. The hell.? "Squally- poo, you should have said something!" Then she stepped out from the bathroom. Naked. I could feel myself freeze, eyes going wide, before abruptly turning away, blushing and feeling generally sick. My stomach turned, and I gasped out. "Get on some clothes!" I yelled, infuriated. I could hear her move up to me, standing in front of me. "Now, baby, don't be shy." Her voice reminded me of a goat in heat, and when she grabbed my hand, pulled it towards her, and put it on one of her tits, my mind blanked. I panicked, pushing her away, knocking her tit hard, causing her to yell out in pain, and both of us to fall backwards. And Hyne really was NOT with me that day. From where I was sitting I could see right into her pussy. My stomach twisted, and I could not hold myself anymore. I barfed. //
She left the day after, of course after slapping me hard and calling me different interesting names, including; Faggot, woman, and ect. Not that I bothered, I was so happy to get rid of her I danced the samba in the dorm room, getting a pretty strange look from some of the students passing the open door. My mind drifted back to reality, and I turned of the shower, stepping out of the bathroom, lips slightly blue and shaking from the ice cold water. Slowly I make myself over to the closet, dragging out some clothes, studying them. Nr 1: Black, leather pants with a lot of belts. A t-shirt witch hugged my body tight, and my bomber jacket. Nr 2: Baggy black pants with a lot of belts, a thigh, red sweater with a marking. "I believe in Santa Claus"* Hyne, where did I get that sweater! Oh. wait. Selphie gave it to me last Christmas, after I had told her how much I despised Christmas. That is so like her... I made my choise, not that I would even consider wearing something red at all, exept one of my belts that is. I put on the leather pants, growling to myself at the leather slighty stuck to the damp skin. That is the only thing I hate about leather. If you are damp or wet, it's a bitch to get on or off. At that moment, it just feels like you are pulling off your own skin or something like that. You know, the feeling you get when you are at class, trying to glue something together with quick glue, somebody calls your name, and you look up the same moment you squeeze the bottle. Too late you realize why they call it quick glue... Don't ask how I know. Just. don't.
Just to say it, I never use quick glue anymore.
***