Theme # 3 Jolt!
The orange haired teen shot back up with a yell, looking around to find out what had stabbed his ass.
Everyone around him just stared, and he couldn't find the one that had stabbed him.
The Hollow, invisible to everyone around, was grinning his normal lopsided smirk.
The teen tried to sit again, but bolted back up with another yelp.
What was with those random jolts in his ass?
He sat down again, this time nothing happening.
When class ended he got up, walking out into the hall.
Tatsuki stood in front of him.
There was another jolt in his ass and he fell forward.
His face landed in her chest, and he blushed furiously.
Her fist was up in seconds, and he didn't feel the blow as he toppled over, pulled into his inner world.
The teen gave a start at the pale face inches from his.
His thoughts were interrupted when he felt cold lips on his own.
His eyes widened in shock as he stared at the owner of said lips.
He couldn't think as he was shoved, unceremoniously, back to the real world.
He couldn't help but put his fingers to his lips with the lingering feeling of those cold, black lips.
Hiza: Oh… My… God… 8 done, and I haven't even really taken a break… DX The inspiration keeps coming, one after another!