Disclaimer: X is Clamp's, not mine
All Sorashi parts are dedicated to my lovely Ara-chan (A.K.A Lonely Night Angel) –'cause she rocks! = = Although Shirou Kamui's day had currently lacked a molestation session, which was always good to be without, it still was not going well. School had been hell. He fell asleep in two classes and had scary, bondage-y dreams, and he failed a test. It really wasn't his fault he failed the test either, he had not time to study in the first place, he had been too busy the past week pulling shards of glass out of his arms and legs. Poor Kamui could only imagine how much better his grades would have been if he was not Fuuma's "beloved" and well-worn pin cushion.
The best thing about his day was that school was finally over, giving him time to walk home and drown in his angst the entire time and reflect about the plagues of his life and being a Kamui. Kamui has a very interesting idea of fun and ways too feel better. On his way out, two girls handed him these random flyers. People always hand students these things in the high school, always about some dance or something he can't go to since he's too busy being raped and stabbed by his newly sexier ex-best friend—oh and that whole saving the world thing. He really lacked the time and energy to say "no thank you" to flyers that were shoved into his arms with noticeable force. Perhaps it was a good thing he didn't stand there and say anything—he had enough guys and girls flirting with him for the next 7 months or more.
Kamui soon grew tired of his walk and sat down on a bench with nothing to do than to read these idiotic pieces of paper. He took out the first, it said,"Are you in a healthy relationship?" Underneath that was a checklist. Woohoo. Kamui knew one of the things his life truly lacked, healthy relationships. There really aren't many healthy things about him. Kamui soon grew tired of reading that checklist, knowing there were absolutely no boxes he could fill in. He tossed it aside. He observed the second paper, now this was more his style. It read,"Are you in an unhealthy relationship?" Kamui suddenly found nothing better to do than to fill it out pertaining to his relationship with Fuuma. Now this would be fun.
The first box said," Gets jealous when you talk to a friend of the opposite sex." Kamui knew in an instant that this list was not made with homosexual relationships in mind- stupid narrow-minded health class teachers. He had no clue what to make of that box. He left it blank. He read the next, "Gets jealous of your close friendships." Well, he did go and kill Kotori. He checked off the box. Kamui looked on to a few boxes down to see one that read,"Tries to control or manipulate you." He checked it off, and then glanced at the next, "Acts possessive, like he or she owns you." He felt it appropriate to check that box off a few times. The next box said "Gets physically abusive, grabs, pushes, hits, pinches, pulls hair or throws objects." Kamui almost laughed, surely being used as a personal pin cushion counted as physical abuse. He suppressed the urge to check off the box more than once to give him more time to move on with the checklist.
Checking off, "smashes things or destroys property," was a no- brainer—Fuuma thoroughly enjoys blowing up buildings. Soon he came to a box which read,"Uses alcohol or drugs to justify behavior." The thought occurred to him, does Fuuma use drugs? Kamui was in luck, for Fuuma chose that moment to approach him.
"Good afternoon, Kamui. I found a nice back alley...I can break a window and all you have to do is remember not to scream the wrong name this time," Fuuma offered with a suggestive wink.
Normally Kamui would shudder and freeze up in preparation for yet another molestation session, but he was too engrossed in the checklist. "Fuuma, do you drink or take drugs?"
Fuuma was not supposed to look like he was in shock, but this was really random. Kamui should be crying or bleeding or- something. Fuuma answered, "I don't take drugs." He failed to say anything about a few cigarettes or drinks he had lately. No time for drugs in his busy schedule, too busy with murder and molestation, of course.
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Sorata was not having a good day. He expected by now that Arashi would be flirting back with him, but the icy beauty still glared or turned away and didn't even thank him when he opened countless doors for her, or pulled out her seat at lunch. Needless to say, he was having second thoughts about serenading her with Gackt's latest single tomorrow. Which was too bad, he had almost all the words memorized.
On the way out of their last class, Sorata lost track of where on earth Arashi has quietly bolted to. He gave up after a quite a few minutes, he'd see her later. Suddenly, some random cute girls shoved some flyers into his arms. Sorata was disappointed to see the flyers were not for an event he could take Arashi to, not that flyers are anything to be excited about. They were just some stupid health class surveys that no one ever cares to look at for more than a few seconds. He read the first, "Are you in an Unhealthy Relationship?" A few people turned and stared at him after he firmly replied," No," out loud. He folded the sheet into a paper airplane and threw it hard and far in a random direction, with no intention of seeing it ever again and no worrying that it might hit someone in the eye, ear, or some other random body part. He opened the other time consuming sheet of paper, titled," Are you In a Healthy Relationship?" Sorata nearly jumped for joy, he knew how he would spend his afternoon! To him, this checklist was another sign from destiny, which by now most would be extremely sick of. This checklist meant he was meant to be with the beautiful Arashi! Now, all he had to do was find her. ==
Clearly, Kamui was not doing well at all with this checklist. Fuuma was ready to carry him into a lovely molestation session, so he wasn't exactly stuck on the box which read, "Pressures you to have sex or hurts or humiliates you when you do." He checked it off. He wasn't even sure if he wanted to count how many checks there were, not that there would be time with Fuuma standing there and all.
Fuuma was getting extremely impatient. "Do I have to carry you there?" Kamui jumped at a question. He was really sick of making a scene everywhere he went. Plus, Fuuma was getting to be a bit annoying; he was getting in the way of finishing the checklist.
"...I want to finish this," Kamui mumbled softly.
"That's it!" Fuuma couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed Kamui and lifted him over one shoulder to take him to wherever the heck that alley was. Kamui was obviously kicking and screaming and freaking out. People were staring at this wonderfully normal display of "platonic friendship," but no one really did anything about it. No one ever really does.
Kamui luckily still has his pen in his hand; the first thing he would hopefully get to do once he was put down would be to check off, "Doesn't listen when you talk." But we know that Kamui is never anywhere near that lucky, especially with Fuuma around.
== Now...GO REVIEW!!! U wants more, TELL ME!!!! If u don't...TELL ME!!!! But don't just sit there and go read something else after u read this without reviewing this first, or I'll send Fuuma after u!!!!!
All Sorashi parts are dedicated to my lovely Ara-chan (A.K.A Lonely Night Angel) –'cause she rocks! = = Although Shirou Kamui's day had currently lacked a molestation session, which was always good to be without, it still was not going well. School had been hell. He fell asleep in two classes and had scary, bondage-y dreams, and he failed a test. It really wasn't his fault he failed the test either, he had not time to study in the first place, he had been too busy the past week pulling shards of glass out of his arms and legs. Poor Kamui could only imagine how much better his grades would have been if he was not Fuuma's "beloved" and well-worn pin cushion.
The best thing about his day was that school was finally over, giving him time to walk home and drown in his angst the entire time and reflect about the plagues of his life and being a Kamui. Kamui has a very interesting idea of fun and ways too feel better. On his way out, two girls handed him these random flyers. People always hand students these things in the high school, always about some dance or something he can't go to since he's too busy being raped and stabbed by his newly sexier ex-best friend—oh and that whole saving the world thing. He really lacked the time and energy to say "no thank you" to flyers that were shoved into his arms with noticeable force. Perhaps it was a good thing he didn't stand there and say anything—he had enough guys and girls flirting with him for the next 7 months or more.
Kamui soon grew tired of his walk and sat down on a bench with nothing to do than to read these idiotic pieces of paper. He took out the first, it said,"Are you in a healthy relationship?" Underneath that was a checklist. Woohoo. Kamui knew one of the things his life truly lacked, healthy relationships. There really aren't many healthy things about him. Kamui soon grew tired of reading that checklist, knowing there were absolutely no boxes he could fill in. He tossed it aside. He observed the second paper, now this was more his style. It read,"Are you in an unhealthy relationship?" Kamui suddenly found nothing better to do than to fill it out pertaining to his relationship with Fuuma. Now this would be fun.
The first box said," Gets jealous when you talk to a friend of the opposite sex." Kamui knew in an instant that this list was not made with homosexual relationships in mind- stupid narrow-minded health class teachers. He had no clue what to make of that box. He left it blank. He read the next, "Gets jealous of your close friendships." Well, he did go and kill Kotori. He checked off the box. Kamui looked on to a few boxes down to see one that read,"Tries to control or manipulate you." He checked it off, and then glanced at the next, "Acts possessive, like he or she owns you." He felt it appropriate to check that box off a few times. The next box said "Gets physically abusive, grabs, pushes, hits, pinches, pulls hair or throws objects." Kamui almost laughed, surely being used as a personal pin cushion counted as physical abuse. He suppressed the urge to check off the box more than once to give him more time to move on with the checklist.
Checking off, "smashes things or destroys property," was a no- brainer—Fuuma thoroughly enjoys blowing up buildings. Soon he came to a box which read,"Uses alcohol or drugs to justify behavior." The thought occurred to him, does Fuuma use drugs? Kamui was in luck, for Fuuma chose that moment to approach him.
"Good afternoon, Kamui. I found a nice back alley...I can break a window and all you have to do is remember not to scream the wrong name this time," Fuuma offered with a suggestive wink.
Normally Kamui would shudder and freeze up in preparation for yet another molestation session, but he was too engrossed in the checklist. "Fuuma, do you drink or take drugs?"
Fuuma was not supposed to look like he was in shock, but this was really random. Kamui should be crying or bleeding or- something. Fuuma answered, "I don't take drugs." He failed to say anything about a few cigarettes or drinks he had lately. No time for drugs in his busy schedule, too busy with murder and molestation, of course.
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Sorata was not having a good day. He expected by now that Arashi would be flirting back with him, but the icy beauty still glared or turned away and didn't even thank him when he opened countless doors for her, or pulled out her seat at lunch. Needless to say, he was having second thoughts about serenading her with Gackt's latest single tomorrow. Which was too bad, he had almost all the words memorized.
On the way out of their last class, Sorata lost track of where on earth Arashi has quietly bolted to. He gave up after a quite a few minutes, he'd see her later. Suddenly, some random cute girls shoved some flyers into his arms. Sorata was disappointed to see the flyers were not for an event he could take Arashi to, not that flyers are anything to be excited about. They were just some stupid health class surveys that no one ever cares to look at for more than a few seconds. He read the first, "Are you in an Unhealthy Relationship?" A few people turned and stared at him after he firmly replied," No," out loud. He folded the sheet into a paper airplane and threw it hard and far in a random direction, with no intention of seeing it ever again and no worrying that it might hit someone in the eye, ear, or some other random body part. He opened the other time consuming sheet of paper, titled," Are you In a Healthy Relationship?" Sorata nearly jumped for joy, he knew how he would spend his afternoon! To him, this checklist was another sign from destiny, which by now most would be extremely sick of. This checklist meant he was meant to be with the beautiful Arashi! Now, all he had to do was find her. ==
Clearly, Kamui was not doing well at all with this checklist. Fuuma was ready to carry him into a lovely molestation session, so he wasn't exactly stuck on the box which read, "Pressures you to have sex or hurts or humiliates you when you do." He checked it off. He wasn't even sure if he wanted to count how many checks there were, not that there would be time with Fuuma standing there and all.
Fuuma was getting extremely impatient. "Do I have to carry you there?" Kamui jumped at a question. He was really sick of making a scene everywhere he went. Plus, Fuuma was getting to be a bit annoying; he was getting in the way of finishing the checklist.
"...I want to finish this," Kamui mumbled softly.
"That's it!" Fuuma couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed Kamui and lifted him over one shoulder to take him to wherever the heck that alley was. Kamui was obviously kicking and screaming and freaking out. People were staring at this wonderfully normal display of "platonic friendship," but no one really did anything about it. No one ever really does.
Kamui luckily still has his pen in his hand; the first thing he would hopefully get to do once he was put down would be to check off, "Doesn't listen when you talk." But we know that Kamui is never anywhere near that lucky, especially with Fuuma around.
== Now...GO REVIEW!!! U wants more, TELL ME!!!! If u don't...TELL ME!!!! But don't just sit there and go read something else after u read this without reviewing this first, or I'll send Fuuma after u!!!!!