Pride • Sloth • Greed • Envy • Wrath • Gluttony • Lust
The Seven Deadly Sins
by Ridley Silverlake
"Why do you let her get to you? She's sweet, and she just wants to spend time with me before I graduate," Tsubasa said. How was it supposed to help, though, if that was the same excuse he used every damn time?
Tsubasa knew he was being the better person for not allowing such great anger from Natsume get in the way of their little amour.
Natsume, on the other hand, believed he was the better person for not arguing, while his rage, building up in him, slowly filled every inch of his being. He liked to remain silent, and Tsubasa knew perfectly well what that meant.
There was only one way to placate an infuriated Natsume, and, to Tsubasa's delightful advantage, it proved to be an extremely easy task. All it took was a little push, his back against something—anything—, Tsubasa's hands in all the right places, and the perfect meeting of two lips.