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[shirayuricky]

strawberries for you | nakakita yuma

(divider by @cafekitsune)

pairing: nakakita yuma x fem! reader

genre: fluff

warnings: mentions of food

word count: 0.5k

a/n: i thought of sweetening up my account so here i am! just so you know that i also accept fluff/soft thoughts. thank you 🩷

"y/n, i'll be a little late than usual. dance practice got extended until 9 pm." yuma messaged. "alright, i'll prepare something for you at home. maybe it would energise you a bit after a long day." you messaged him back.

you looked at the clock, it's 8 pm. only an hour until yuma finishes dance practice. you instantly went to the kitchen and found four bottles of strawberry milk, which you've recently brought during grocery shopping a week ago.

"i'll bring them out later. all i need to do now is to prepare a bowl of freshly cut strawberries with some pocky sticks...i think i have them stored in my room." you rushed upstairs to your room and opened the cabinet which you usually store some snacks in case you get randomly hungry in the night. you got two boxes of strawberry pocky in the cabinets. "nice, i'll bring them out." you brought them out and went back to the kitchen as you opened the boxes of strawberry pocky sticks. you laid them orderly on a white wooden plate. 

you opened the fridge and took out a box of fresh strawberries. you put them on a strainer as you washed them thoroughly. one by one, you cut them into small pieces and put them into a bowl. you placed it next to the wooden plate.

you decided to keep the strawberry milk in the fridge, only taking them out once yuma gets home. while you were organising the treats, you heard the doorbell ring.

you hurrily took out two bottles of strawberry milk and placed them on the table neatly, before calling out, "coming!"

you rushed to the door, almost slipping in the process and finally opened the door. "hi, lovely." you said, kissing his forehead. “i made something for you. i thought it would energise you a bit, after all that dancing.” you said, walking to the dining area. 

yuma followed you from behind. when he landed his eyes on the strawberry treats you have prepared, a gasp escaped his lips. “y/n, you didn't have to go all out for me.” he laughs. “it's alright, actually. i didn't even had much to do earlier.” you said. 

yuma takes a bite of the sliced strawberry, it was sweet yet slightly sour. “it ended a bit earlier than 9. we got the dance accurate somehow, so the instructor gave us an early leave.” he said. “explains why i had to run to the kitchen and get the strawberry milk out of the fridge.” you laughed. 

“also, it's been a while since i ate strawberry pocky.” yuma said, taking a stick and biting half of the stick. “it has been in my room cabinet for a while. can't let them go to waste.” you explained. 

“baby?” yuma called you out, a pocky stick between his teeth. for some reason, you knew what his intention was. you put the other end of the pocky between your teeth and started munching on it bit by bit, at the same time as yuma. the pocky stick gets shorter and shorter which ends up in both of you kissing. but it's sweet because of the strawberries. 

“that's one way to kiss your girlfriend.” you giggled.

[brownhairedbookworm]

"Hmmm, maybe, then~." Yuma grabbed some cocoa and vanilla powder from one of the cabinets, led over by Monika pulling at her curled strand of hair. "I don't want Shinigami to get too impatient, since I think then she'll go back to domming me, ehe~. Montage time?"

"On it~!"

Chef Kokohead and her new tiny helper dance gracefully throughout the kitchen! Eggs are whipped up, sweet cheeses are chopped and grated, custard is cooked, and the whole shebang of sweetness is baked thoroughly in the oven to perfection. The massive cake, wider than Chef Kokohead's thighs, comes out warm, rich, and decadently sweet!

[taintedevesayori]

Sayo's Route: Dark 10

Sayo's Route Masterlist CG by Rejet, edited by me

Monologue

Shopping with Kou was actually rather amusing.  He hadn’t been to many grocery stores, so it was a relatively novel experience for him. He kept getting distracted by other things he wanted to buy, so it took longer than expected, but eventually I found myself at the Mukami manor. 

-Sayo follows Kou towards the front door of the manor, glancing around in awe

(Wow…this place is really pretty. It’s not as fancy as the Sakamaki’s mansion, but I kind of like this better…it looks more homey.)

Kou: Looks like nobody is home yet, so we have the house to ourselves~!

Sayo: No interruptions then. Shall we head to the kitchen?

Kou: Yup, follow me. 

-The two head to the kitchen. Sayo takes out the ingredients they need while Kou puts away the extra things he bought

Sayo: Okay, we’ll also need two mixing bowls, a whisk, a mixer, a baking pan, and a saucepan. You said you guys had all that, right?

Kou: I’m pretty sure at least. Help me look in the cabinets. 

Sayo: Sure.

-They search the cabinets and drawers until they find all the necessary cooking tools

Sayo: Perfect. How much do you want to help?

Kou: I want you to teach me!

Sayo: Okay…but just so you know, I’ve never taught anyone how to do this kind of thing before, so I might not be a very good teacher. 

Kou: That’s fine! It’ll be fun as long as we do it together, right?

Sayo: Fufu…right.

-Sayo attempts to teach Kou as she begins to make strawberry shortcake. They successfully make the batter and move onto the frosting after putting the cake in the oven

(Kou is super focused trying to mix the frosting. Fufu…it’s kinda cute. Makes me wanna prank him just a little…)

-Sayo glances at the empty container of whipped cream they used as part of the frosting mix. She swipes two of her fingers against the side to gather the leftover whipped cream before sneaking over to Kou

Sayo: Kou?

Kou: Hm?

-As Kou turns to look at her, she reaches up and smears the whipped cream against his lips and cheek

Sayo: Fufu…Gotcha!

-She backs away with a large grin on her face. Kou wipes away the whipped cream, shocked that she would prank him like this

Kou: Oh, so you want to play dirty, Sayo-chan~? Two can play that game!

-Kou grabs the whip cream and tries to do the same to her. She dashes away to avoid him

Sayo: Ahaha…! There’s no way you’ll catch me, Kou!

Kou: You can’t outrun a vampire, Sayo-chan.

Sayo: Wanna bet? I’ve done it plenty of times before. 

-The two run laps around the kitchen as Kou tries to catch her. After a minute or so, someone enters the kitchen, getting in Sayo’s way. She quickly side steps to avoid crashing into Ruki and the once more when Yuma enters the kitchen as well

Sayo: Woah! Sorry! 

Kou: A perfect distraction!

-Kou attempts to catch her, but she dashes around the two to dodge. She sticks her tongue out at him as she runs to the other side of the kitchen

Sayo: I refuse to get caught easily.

-Ruki and Yuma stare in confusion at the scene, the two both shocked to see Sayo

Ruki: What are you doing here?

Sayo: Technically I’m giving him a baking lesson. But right now he’s attempting to attack me with whipped cream.

Kou: You’re the one who started it!

Yuma: How the hell did you get her to come over here?

Kou: I just asked her? 

Yuma: The hell ya mean ya just asked her…?

Sayo: Fufu…Kou, we should finish this before the cake is done baking. 

Kou: Do you give up then? 

Sayo: Fine, fine, you win. 

-Kou walks over and smears whipped cream onto her lips. Before she can do anything, he leans down and licks it off. Her face flushes bright red

(W-What just happened…?!)

Sayo: T-That’s not what I did to you…!

Kou: Fufu…This was better. All that running around was worth it to see that cute expression~

-Sayo flips around, grabbing the saucepan and strawberries

Sayo: F-Finish the frosting…!

Kou: Ahaha…! Sayo-chan is embarrassed~!

-Ruki and Yuma exchange glances with one another. This was a very different experience than their first meeting with this girl

-After the cake is done and finished cooling off, Sayo begins cutting portions 

Kou: Wow~! It smells so good. 

Sayo: Yeah, it does. Do you want to invite your brothers to have some? 

Kou: You’re so sweet. I’ll go ask them. 

-Kou leaves, coming back after a minute or two

Kou: They all said they wanted to try some! I told them to wait in the living room. We can get the serving tray and bring all the plates out that way. 

Sayo: Perfect. I’ll start plating if you want to find that.

-Sayo grabs three more plates and forks as he finds the serving tray. He watches as she carefully places a slice of cake on each plate. Kou puts them on the serving tray once she’s done

Sayo: Okay, all ready.

Kou: Let’s go.

-She follows him to the living room. Ruki, Yuma, and Azusa are already there

(I haven’t seen all of them since they originally confronted me when we first met. This feels really strange…We had so much cake that it was only natural to ask if they wanted some, but it would have been less awkward if it was just me and Kou…)

Azusa: So it’s true…Eve really is here…

Sayo: Um…my name isn’t Eve. Call me Sayori, or Sayo. Either is fine. 

-Sayo begins to hand out the plates of cake

Azusa: It is very kind of you…to make this…Thank you…

Sayo: You’re welcome.

Ruki: You truly came here because Kou requested it? 

Sayo: He wanted me to show him how to bake this.

Ruki: It didn’t cross your mind that it might be dangerous?

Sayo: No, I thought about it. But I’ve been having fun with Kou all night, so I decided it was fine. 

Kou: Aw~ I’m glad you had fun, Sayo-chan!

Yuma: I don’t get it. You’ve avoided us up until now and now this? 

Sayo: Fufu…I guess it doesn’t make much sense. 

Kou: Hey, Sayo-chan. Where are all your bite marks? 

-Kou tugs on her collar to get a better look at her neck

Kou: I figured that guy would have you covered.

Sayo: I usually can get away from him. I think I only have two that are healing right now. And one of them is from Subaru.

Ruki: Your master really allows you to get away?

Sayo: Don’t call him my master. None of those bastards are, especially not Laito. I’d rather die than accept that. 

Kou: She’s a lot different than we expected, Ruki-kun.

-Kou warns him to stop with his eyes as he wraps his arms around Sayo

Kou: But she’s fond of me, right Sayo-chan?

-She glances up with a teasing grin

Sayo: Well, I currently like you better than him, that’s for sure.

Ruki: If that’s the case, why not just stay here with us? 

-He decides to take advantage of the situation between the two even though he had no idea how it suddenly developed

Sayo: Aren’t you afraid of what they might do to you guys if you steal me away? Some of them won’t hesitate to start a fight, you know?

-Sayo suddenly spots something hanging outside the window

Sayo: Tch…Damn stalkers.

-Kou tries to follow her gaze

Kou: What’s wrong?

Sayo: One of their familiars is lurking outside. 

-She gets up, swiftly heading for the front door. Kou chases after her. The rest of the brothers exchange confused glances before following as well

Kou: Hold on, what are you going to do?

Sayo: Get rid of it, of course.

Kou: I don’t think it will be that easy to chase off. 

-She places a finger to her lips to hush him as they get close to the window the bat is hanging from. The brothers watch as she edges closer to it, almost like a hunter herself. It’s not able to react fast enough when she grabs it in one hand, pulling out her pocket knife with the other. They all stare in shock as she stabs it straight through the heart. She drops its dead body as she puts away her knife

Sayo: Never said I was chasing it off. Those stalkers need to learn how to mind their own business. 

Kou: Do you always carry that with you…?

Sayo: Yeah.

Kou: Have you used it against that guy?

Sayo: I’ve stopped trying unless I have to because he acts like it turns him on. Haah…he’s such a freak.

Ruki: If you hate them so much, as I was saying, just stay with us.

Sayo: I appreciate the offer, but don’t put yourself at risk. Those guys will try to kill you if you give them a reason. As I was telling Kou earlier, I’ve had an escape plan since shortly after I started living with them. And in a month or two, I’ll finally be able to put it into action.

Kou: You didn’t tell me what this big plan is. 

Sayo: Can’t disappear without a trace if someone knows about it.

-She places her finger to her lips with a grin

Sayo: Sorry, but my lips are sealed.

-The brothers exchange worried glances. They could acknowledge that she actually seemed smart. If she had been plotting this long, there was a good chance she could get away and actually not be found. That would ruin their plans of becoming Adam, so they had to put a stop to that. But obviously treating her like the Sakamaki brothers would backfire

(Seems the atmosphere has gotten a little awkward…They must not like hearing that I’ve got an escape plan. Must put a wrench in whatever they have planned…Guess I’ll placate.)

Sayo: But hey, if you guys want to be friends, I don’t mind. Laito obviously doesn’t care. That wasn’t one of his familiars.

-Kou grins, latching onto her arm

Kou: Friends then! You said it’s too soon to decide whether or not you’ll be mine, so I just have to make sure you want to before you can enact this big plan of yours.

Sayo: Fufu…Confident, aren’t you?

Kou: Of course I am! Let’s walk around the garden, Sayo-chan.

Sayo: Sure.

-Kou drags Sayo down the path towards the back of the house

Ruki: I don’t know how Kou managed to get on her good side, but this is a start…Things may go smoothly after all. Maybe I was worried for nothing.

Yuma: We still have those Sakamaki bastards to worry about. Obviously they’re already looking for her. Think someone will come here to get her?

Ruki: Probably. As long as she has a good relationship with Kou, we are safe to let her leave. It seems like it is easy for her to slip away from them. 

Azusa: Haah…Do you think Kou can become Adam…?

Ruki: For our sake, let’s hope so…

-Sayo and Kou are walking around the garden, hand in hand

Sayo: It’s really pretty out here. Did you know I like roses?

Kou: I didn’t. I just thought it would be a nice way to end our date. What’s your favorite color of rose, Sayo-chan? My guess is red!

Sayo: I like orange roses. Red roses are pretty but I think orange roses are unique and don’t get enough love.

Kou: Fufu…that reasoning doesn’t surprise me. You’re different from other girls I’ve met, so it makes sense that you would pick something different. 

Sayo: You think so…? I don’t know about that…

-Kou backs her up against a wall

Kou: It’s true. I’m glad I invited you out, Sayo-chan. I had more fun with you than I’ve had in a while. I see why that guy likes you. And now I know a side of you that he doesn’t. 

Sayo: Kou…I haven’t had this much fun here since I moved. You really did remind me what a normal life is like. So thank you. I’m glad I came with you. 

-Kou leans down, inhaling her scent

Kou: Sayo-chan…can I have a taste? Up close like this, you smell so sweet it could drive me crazy…

(Should I let him…? He is asking. I guess there isn’t really any harm in it…)

Sayo: Since you asked so nicely…that’s fine.

Kou: Fufu…I expected you to shoot me down. You must like me a lot more than the Sakamakis, isn’t that right~?

Sayo: Fufu…So far that may be the case.

Kou: Thanks for the meal~

-Kou pulls open her uniform. Her face flushes bright red from how much he opens her blouse

Sayo: D-Did you need to open my shirt this much…?!

Kou: Fufu…Is there a problem? I figured you wouldn’t want anyone to see my marks. 

Sayo: Well…of course not…but this is too much…! 

Kou: Embarrassed that I’ll see too much? Fufu…don’t worry, I’ll be focused on your blood~

-Kou bites her

Sayo: Ngh…

Kou: Nn….hm…? Fwah….Sayo-chan~ Your blood is delicious…the best I’ve ever had. Nn…mm….Now I know for sure why that guy tries so hard…

*Slurp* 

I can’t let him have you…Come to think of it, Subaru-kun was with you too….Nnn…Guess I can’t let any of them have you…Haah…

-Kou licks up the blood from the wound before looking her in the eye

Kou: Hear that, Sayo-chan? I’m not giving up. I’m stealing you away from those Sakamakis. I won’t let them have you or your delicious blood.

-She can only stare, surprised by his conviction

Kou: Fufu…Have I left you speechless? You’re so cute, Sayo-chan. Snap out of it before I do more…

-He leans down once more, only towards her face this time instead of her neck

(Oh god…is he going to try to kiss me?!)

-Sayo quickly turns her head, her face flushed red

Sayo: U-Um…should we go back inside…? You can show me the rest of the house.

Kou: Fufu…Way to change the subject on me. But sure, I can show you around. 

-She fixes her uniform before following him back inside the manor

Monologue

I couldn’t believe what had just happened.  This whole night felt surreal.  I went out with Kou and had real fun for the first time in a long time.  I waltzed right into enemy territory just to continue having a good time with him even though I knew something could go wrong.  And I let him take my blood…which made him more determined than ever to steal me away.  I still don’t know why he wants to. Is it connected to why Azusa called me Eve?

[ruki--mukami]

"Ne, Ruki. Yuma wanted me... to help bring in some tomatoes... from the garden..." Azusa said, going to set the basket on the kitchen counter.

"Are... you preparing dinner soon...? Yuma already said... he was getting hungry... Ne, is Kou coming... home soon...?" Azusa went to look a little at Ruki gathering things to cook with.

TW: Self-harm

"Ruki... I've ran out of bandages... I played with knives earlier a bit today... I'm sorry I didn't... come to you first again... It's just the new knife I got was so pretty..."

“Ah, Azusa. It looks like there was quite a harvest today. Hm, Yuma has been working rather hard lately, hasn’t he? Color me impressed,” Ruki took a glance at the basket that Azusa brought in. “These will come in handy for my tomato paste.”

Before he had a chance to set the stove to a high temperature, he took out a saucepan and ingredients used for pasta. Ruki figured they might enjoy the Italian cuisine for once, especially Kou and his infamous love for Vongole Bianco.

“Indeed, dinner will be ready shortly. Tell Yuma to wait a bit longer.” He looked at the time. “It seems Kou is running late from his photoshoot. Normally it would’ve finished by now, but perhaps they needed more shots of him.”

When Azusa mentioned he had been misusing his knives again, Ruki frowned and furrowed his brow in disapproval.

“New knife? Where did you obtain such a thing? And without my permission, no less. Hmph, I can’t allow you to engage in this so-called ‘hobby’ of yours any further. In any case, you’re just in luck. I happen to keep spare ones in my bedside cabinet for times like these…” He sighed. “Good grief, Azusa. Dinner preparations can wait; first I must bandage you up myself.”

[yuriko-mukami]

Part of the Family

Yuriko wandered to the kitchen of the Mukami manor. Her legs were still heavy, and head felt fuzzy, not from physical pain but from the squeeze around her heart. Would it ever go away? Sadness had gotten a hold of her in the same way when her mother had gone missing. This time… nobody disappeared, yet loneliness was there, holding her back and wanting never to let go.

Kou: Ehh? M-nekochan?

Yuriko blinked. She hadn’t even realized that Kou was in the kitchen too. She lifted her gaze and met three pairs of eyes. The kitchen was messier than usual, as if someone else than Ruki had been cooking there. Yuriko knew for sure that Ruki had made her lunch but maybe his brothers had taken over the kitchen after that because Ruki had sat most of the day in their bedroom reading a book while Yuriko had tried to sleep more.

Yuma: Sleepin’ piglet is finally awakened. I thought ya were gonna stay that bed forever…

Azusa: Yuriko-chan… good morning…

Yuriko: Umh… good morning.

Though it wasn’t morning, more like evening before school. The school… Would Yuriko ever go there either? She still needed to graduate but if this would go on, that wouldn’t happen this time either. Maybe she would end up as one of those people who would never graduate. How would she live then? Uh huh, Yuriko pushed the thought away. It was too much to bear right now.

Azusa: Did Ruki… sleep next to you… Yuriko-chan?

Yuriko nodded as an answer. Ruki shared their bedroom again, so in that regard nothing had changed. The truth was Ruki had been with her most of the time after she had woken up the first time after the dungeon. She had no reason to complain, everything should have been fine. So, probably everything was in her head. She was making things up when she should be already smiling and living her life as usual, except not going to school… which has been her life too not so long ago.

Azusa: Then why… you are making… such a sad face?

Yuriko: Ehm… I… well…

Yuriko forced a smile on her lips and walked towards cabinet, looking for a mug. She wasn’t even sure what she wanted to drink but it didn’t matter. She needed something to do for her hands. When her shaking fingers reached to the high shelf other, colder ones, grabbed her wrist. She turned her head only to meet light-blue eyes.

Yuriko: Kou-kun?

Kou: Hey, M-nekochan, Ruki-kun was an idiot but he loves you.

Yuriko: Ehh? What… what are you saying all of sudden?

Kou dragged Yuriko to the table and forced her to sit down. Three pair of eyes were once again staring at her. She shifted in her chair; the situation was weird and made her shiver. All vampires were taller than her and right now they paid way too much attention to her. Usually, they just made fun her and asked her to make dinner, this wasn’t the way they behaved.

Yuma: Ruki was a mess. Fuck, nobody wanted to see that.

Kou: Nobody wanted to hear that.

Azusa: Ruki… was so mad… because he loves you. You are so… important to him… That’s why he… did it.

Yuriko: I know. I just… it was… terrible. I thought he… hated me.

Yuriko couldn’t help tears that tickled the corners of her eyes. She sobbed and quickly wiped the tears with the sleeve of her hoodie. This was the last place she wanted to start crying, not in front of his brothers. So, embarrassing!

Kou: Ruki-kun would never hate you, M-nekochan! He is head over heels for you. He just sucks at saying it sometimes.

Well, Yuriko didn’t agree with that. Ruki had talked about his feelings. He had promised to do anything to make her smile again… and Yuriko wanted to smile for Ruki. She really did but she couldn’t. It was like someone had stolen her smile and she didn’t know how to get it back. Though that was probably her just being overly dramatic. What right she had to be like this… Ruki had already apologized. All Yuriko needed to do was to say that she would accept his apology.

Yuma: Look, Sow, Ruki loves ya. He did shitty thing but he loves ya. He even gave to that to ya.

Yuma pointed the heart-shaped pendant that hung on Yuriko’s neck. She raised her hand and wrapped her fingers around the piece of jewelry Ruki had given and put on her on Christmas night. The night he had told how thankful he was that Yuriko had chosen him.

Kou: That proves it! Ruki-kun bought a heart necklace. You have made him hopeless!

A small laugh escaped Yuriko’s lips. She looked at the pendant and then the Mukami brothers who had gathered around her. They have spent a couple of family night together and eaten many family dinners… and they had given Yuriko a hard time making dinner in those nights Ruki hadn’t been there, but this was the first time they really spoke to her seriously. Like she really was a part of the family.

Azusa: I want to… see your smile, Yuriko-chan. Ruki and you… both are important… to us. We want you… to be happy.

Yuriko: Yes… I’ll… I’ll do my best. Thank you, Azusa-kun… and Yuma-kun and Kou-kun too.

[nvmguk]

50 Questions Tag

I was tagged by the lovely and wonderful @exoticarmyofcrowns thank you Asha 💕

What color is your hairbrush?: Pink with daisies 

Name a food you never eat: Most seafood

Are you typically too warm or too cold?: Too warm, I over heat easily 

What were you doing 45 minutes ago?: I went to the store, technically grocery pickup

What’s your favorite candy bar?: Reese’s Take 5

Have you ever been to a professional sports game?: I went to several Arizona Diamondback games when I was younger.  My family were season ticket holders.

What’s the last thing you said out loud?: My dog’s name, Cupcake

What’s your favorite ice cream?: Cookie dough and coffee

What was the last thing you had to drink?: Water, I really only drink water and occasionally a cup of coffee

Do you like your wallet?: Yeah, it’s mint green with little birds on it

What’s the last thing you ate?: A bagel that was slightly burned

Did you buy new clothes last weekend?: No

What’s the last sporting event you watched?: I watched Game 7 of the 2001 World Series back in February on YouTube

What is your favorite flavor of popcorn?: Buttered or kettle corn

Who’s the last person you sent a text to?: My dad

Ever go camping?: Does staying in a cabin count? If it does it’s been like 19 years since I’ve gone

Do you take vitamins?: Vitamin D and B12 

Do you go to church every Sunday?: No

Do you have a tan?: Nope, I never tan.  I’m pale and I only burn

Do you prefer Chinese or pizza?: Chinese, the only really good pizza place near me closed and other then that there is really only Papa Johns, Domino's or Pizza Hut

Do you drink soda through a straw?: Metal straws

What color socks do you usually wear?: White

Do you ever drive over the speed limit?: No, in my city you can be cited for going 5mph over

What terrifies you?: The unknown of the future

Look to you left, what do you see?: A small personal fan

What chore do you hate the most?: Taking the trash out. It means that I have to go outside in the heat and I don’t want to

What do you think when you hear an Australian accent?: I like it

What’s your favorite soda?: I don’t really drink soda, but if I get one it’ll be Coke

Do you go in fast food places or just hit the drive thru?: Drive thru

What’s your favorite number?: I don’t really have one, I guess 3 or 7

Who’s the last person you talked to?: My mom

Favorite cut of beef?: Which ever one carne asada comes from

Last song you listened to?: Just One Day by BTS

Last book you read?: I started to read Map of the Soul - Persona by Murray Stein, but I haven’t gone back to it

Can you say the alphabet backwards?: Nope

Favorite day of the week?: Friday

How do you like your coffee?: Vanilla or mocha iced coffee or black with creamer

Favorite pair of shoes?: A pair of Sketchers I got last year, they’re so comfortable

Time you normally get up?: Between 7 and 8 in the morning which is surprising since I can’t sleep most nights

Sunrises or sunsets?: Sunsets, but Arizona has some of the prettiest sunrises and sunsets

How many blankets on your bed?: One but I hardly use it.  I get really warm at night so sometimes I just use a thin sheet

Describe your kitchen plates?: White with little blue flowers around the edges

Describe your kitchen at the moment?: Right now it’s pretty clean, I just cleaned it last night

Do you have a favorite alcoholic drink?: I don’t drink much, but I do like Seagram's Escapes wine coolers

Do you play cards?: Currently no, when I was younger I played solitaire a lot at my dad’s mom’s house

What color is your car?: Copper

Can you change a tire?: That’s a big no, but I do have road side assistance through my insurance

Your favorite state/province/county/city etc.?: I love my city and a city called Yuma.  In general I love Arizona.  I may complain about the heat 99% of the time, but I really do love my state. 

Favorite job you’ve had?: I haven’t had many jobs except cashier and my current job at a doctors office

How did you get your biggest scar?: I don’t have many scars, but one that is sometimes noticeable is on my chin.  When I was in the 3rd grade, I tripped over a projector cord and hit my chin on the edge of a filing cabinet. 

This took a little bit to do, but it was fun!

Tagging: @heavyinmyarms @taesjpg @utopiajeon @naturaljeon @tatavangogh @agust-dyke @bitoftaewithsugaandkookie @sunshineandserendipityplease @sopefactory @flowerkth @lucid-jjin @filterbyjm @sketchguk and anyone else who wants to do this!

If you have already done this or don’t want to, no worries!

[city-writes]

because days come and go, but my feelings for you are forever

While battling a small bout of insomnia, Durbe reminisces on his past lives with Ryoga, as well as his current life with him.

Warnings: Post-Canon; mentioned canon character death

Pairing: Durbe/Ryoga Kamishiro

Read it here on AO3!

[[MORE]]

It's late, half past midnight, and Durbe can't sleep.

No nightmares plague him, nor do creaks or bumps in the night. He's warm and safe in his and Ryoga's shared bed, the latter of whom is snoring softly beside him. But for some unknown reason, sleep evades Durbe.

There's no need to toss or turn to get comfortable, he's got all the comfort he could ask for, sleeping on his side, his back to Ryoga's slow-rising chest, Ryoga's arm draped snugly around Durbe's waist, their legs tangled together. It's arguably the most comfortable he's going to get at this point, and yet he still is unable to succumb to a restful slumber.

Exhaling through his nose, Durbe slightly snuggles backwards, further into Ryoga's hold, his head nuzzling the pillow. His arm overlaps Ryoga's and Durbe's fingers fill the gaps in between Ryoga's, Durbe gently clutching Ryoga's hand as they lay there in bed. He tries again to simply close his eyes and allow sleep to overtake him, but after several minutes of nothing, he finds himself opening his eyes yet again, sighing as he looks down at their conjoined hands.

A tired smile comes to Durbe at the sight, his thumb brushing over the back of Ryoga's hand. When he hears Ryoga's snoring falter, he stops, not wanting to wake the ex-king. Ryoga hums a pleased sounding note, before shifting in his sleep, his arm and legs pulling away as he instead moves to lay with his back to Durbe's, his snoring beginning all over again.

The new position leaves Durbe free to move without the possibility of waking Ryoga - or so he assumes - as he takes the option to sit up in bed, looking over at Ryoga momentarily. He takes the time to gently lean over and tuck some hair behind Ryoga's ear, giving him the room to kiss his cheek before carefully sitting back up, reaching over to the nightstand for his glasses, and getting out of bed.

He walks to their apartment's kitchen, and turns on the light, squinting as his eyes adjust to the brightness. With a soft grunt of displeasure at the slight sting to his eyes the light brought, Durbe makes his way to a cabinet, reaching inside for his usual mug, and for a small pot, which he fills halfway with water. He places the pot on their small gas stove, heating the water as he then reaches into another cabinet for a small box filled with packets of Chamomile tea, each packet housing a single teabag.

As he waits for the water to come to a simmer, Durbe realizes how... domestic his life has become. The realization isn't a bad one, not in any way. He rather likes his life the way it is now. But it doesn't stop him from comparing now to the past, to his and Ryoga's first lives.

Their being a couple wasn't a new development in this third lifetime. No, they had been together since their first lives, when Ryoga was still the boy king Nasch and Durbe was but his knight, when their love was considered taboo due to their statuses. Nasch's council had made it clear: there was to be no romantic fraternization between King and Knight, especially a knight of an outside kingdom. But as time went on, the two had grown closer and closer, acting in secret on both the physical and emotional impulses of young teens in love.

It wasn't until when war washed upon the land's shores that their relationship suffered. The death of Merag and the stress of war forged Nasch into a hardened young man, one that Durbe had sometimes barely recognized. Nevertheless, the two stayed together as best they could, until death finally drove them apart.

Ironically, Death was what brought them back together, Don Thousand having handpicked their souls to serve him as his Barian Emperors, his Lords of the Dead. Even in this state of death-non-death, he and Nasch had found their way to each other once more, even if neither had the memory of their previous lives.

Maybe that's why it'd hurt so much when Nasch and Merag had gone missing. Maybe Durbe's body was reacting to losing them not once, but twice.

After finding them living as the young twins Ryoga and Rio Kamishiro, and after reinstating their memories as both the Barians Nasch and Merag as well as the young heirs Nasch and Merag, there had been no time to sit and reminisce about their pasts, not when there had been a war to win.

No, the time for that came after the war was over and Yuma and Astral had brought them back as humans, and Nasch-now-Ryoga had asked in private "What exactly are we?"

"Whatever we want to be." Durbe had replied, moments before Ryoga pulled him in for a hungry kiss, one that had left Durbe breathless and wanting more, like a man dying of thirst being given water for the first time in days. That was years ago. Now the duo were in their early 20s, living alone together in their shared apartment after having shared the Kamishiro mansion with all the other ex-Barians.

Smiling at the memory, Durbe looks over to the stove and cuts off the gas, his water having come to a gentle boil. As he filled his mug with water, Durbe began to repeatedly lift and lower the teabag he's acquired into the steaming water. He's been in the process of doing this several times now when a pair of arms wraps around him from behind, causing the ex-knight to jump slightly, thankfully not spilling any tea.

The voice belonging to the pair of arms then speaks up. "What're you doing up?" Ryoga's voice is thick and heavy with sleep, his breath warm against Durbe's neck. It sends a chill down Durbe's back, and he leans into Ryoga's hold.

"Couldn't sleep." Durbe replies, the steam from the mug of tea fogging his glasses up somewhat as he takes a small sip. "Thought tea would help."

"Tea?"

"Chamomile. It helps."

Ryoga gives a shrug and a snort. "If you say so."

They stay like that for a few moments, Durbe sipping his tea and Ryoga holding Durbe from behind, before Durbe speaks.

"I love you."

Ryoga rests his chin on Durbe's shoulder, looking over the ex-knight's tired but pleased looking expression, before turning his head into the crook of Durbe's neck, murmuring an "I love you too" against the skin there. It sets Durbe's heart aflutter every time he hears it, the feeling never getting old.

He sets his half empty mug down on the counter, a hand lowering to take hold of one of Ryoga's, and places it over Durbe's own chest, over his heart, letting the two of them feel it beat. They're both quiet for a while, until Durbe speaks again.

"Three lifetimes with you is more than I expected, more than I ever deserved."

Durbe can feel Ryoga's reaction rather than see it. His body tenses, his breathing hitches, and as Ryoga begins to pull away, Durbe's worried he's about to get an earful, but is pleasantly surprised when he's pulled into a tight hug.

"What's with the mushy crap?" Ryoga sounds more awake now than he did moments ago, and with their bodies pressed together in a hug, Durbe can feel Ryoga's heart beating fast. "That tea's making you sappy."

Durbe chuckles and lets his hand run up and down Ryoga's back. "Maybe so, Ryoga. Maybe so." He expects the other male to let him go at that, but when he doesn't, Durbe gives a questioning hum, his hand ceasing its vertical motions. Its only when Ryoga speaks again that Durbe's heart melts, and his grip on Ryoga tightens.

"I can't imagine a life without you by my side."

[diabolik-losers]

diaboys as chuck tingle book titles

Shu: Pounded In The Butt By The Crushing Existential Weight of Sentient Self-Awareness

Reiji: Oppressed In The Butt By My Inclusive Holiday Coffee Cups

Ayato: Slammed By My Handsome Fidget Spinner

Kanato: Slammed In The Butt By The Living Leftover Chocolate Chip Cookies From My Kitchen Cabinet

Laito: Bisexually Sandwiched By My Sentient Peanut Butter Husband And Our New Living Jelly Girlfriend

Subaru: My Butt Is Comforted By The Realisation That I'm Okay And Everything Will Be Alright

Ruki: England's Ass Is Haunted By A Hung Parliament

Yuma: Bigfoot Pirates Haunt My Balls

Kou: Pounded In The Butt By The Handsome Sentient Manifestation Of My Twitch Stream

Azusa: Pounded In The Butt By My Own Butt

[toes-in-the-sand-vicariously]

Quartzsite

Hello, Tom and Lil! We were excited to spend time with Kent’s Aunt and Uncle - it was family time well deserved.

After, what seemed like, a very long drive from Death Valley we finally arrived in Quartzsite, Arizona. Our drive was pretty uneventful, even though it rained a lot and the wind blew all day. We started our day at below sea level, going up and over “mountains” and finally ending at about 1200’.

The climb proved to almost cause us grief. Diesel in Death Valley was $5.25 a gallon, so after topping off once, we really didn’t want to do it again.  We decided we could make it to Nevada and leave the California gas prices behind us.  With this in mind, we closely watched our fuel level as we pulled the grades.  We had no doubt we would make it to Searchlight, NV, just across the border.  Fuel level was good as we started the climb but at the top, concern sets in.  We decide to “bite the bullet” and put a few gallons in at the next station.  Oops, that station did not have clearance for a truck pulling a 35’ 5th wheel. On we go, fingers crossed, expecting we can grab some at the next little town on the map – down the “mountain” we go! Oh yeah, no worries, we are in good shape.  Nipton is 9 miles away, we’ll grab fuel there. Ha! No fuel for you! A town out in the middle of nowhere with no gas station, seriously!  Ok, keep those fingers crossed.  It’s only 30 miles to Searchlight and the truck says we have 50 miles left.  What, another hill?  We may need to lighten the load.  Nope, Lori refuses to walk. Well, we made it! Pulled into the first station we could find and filled a very dry tank.  Who really cares how much it costs at this point?  Our tank holds 36 gallons…31.8 gallons later we have a full tank again. But, it was a couple of dollars cheaper than Death Valley, so our bet paid off and saved us over $60, but we probably won’t push it to that degree again.    

We definitely needed a rest stop at this time too, but we picked a winner of a gas station. Desperate times!  Inside we go. What? Restrooms are outside? You’ve got to be kidding - Ok, why wouldn’t they be?  And everyone else that stopped has to use the restroom too?  Well, ok then, we brought our own! We don’t usually open TITS up at the gas pumps, but again, desperate times…  

By this time, we were very hungry and elect to grab gourmet gas station food, since we weren’t moving fast and didn’t want to take the time to fix lunch.  Lori looks over the incredible store selection - yum, a dry meat sandwich or a dry meat sandwich? But wait, there’s a croissant chicken salad sandwich that looks appealing and Lori grabs two.  We pull out and just outside of town stop to eat this delicious lunch. From the driver’s seat, Lori hears, “Ugh, its soggy on the bottom.”  Well at least it wasn’t dry.  We choke them down and we are off!  With a full tank of diesel and satisfied bellies we were ready to make the last leg of our trip to Quartzsite.

So now the GPS wants us to go a different route than we planned.  That’s ok we are smarter than the GPS.  Famous last words!  We went the way we wanted and thought it had rerouted  to where we wanted to be (staying on 95 in Nevada).   It did reroute, but rerouted us to the original route it wanted us to take (95 in California).  Ok, no big deal, it’s a good road.  Well it was a good road for about a mile.  Holy buckets talk about getting beat to pieces by a road - we’ve been on better dirt roads.  Finally make it to Needles and into Arizona - so glad to be off of California roads. Albeit, the rain and sun provided some great photographic opportunities.

Our long day finally came to an end with our arrival at Tom and Lil’s in Quartzsite where they had a wonderful dinner ready for us. We got TITS set up, a much better meal (than lunch) in our bellies, and an overall great evening.  Now, we were looking forward to the next four days.

We spent our first day relaxing, visiting, doing a little laundry and hiking the desert around their place.  A small ridge adjacent to their neighborhood gave great views of the surrounding area.

The next day we made a trip to Yuma to visit two of our favorite people, Don and Mickie Knudsen. It was such a treat to be able to see them before they head north to Idaho and we head east.  

From Yuma, our next stop was Algodones, Mexico. We had to go just to say we went, but we also found bargains. Kent and Tom got $4.00 haircuts, we bought straw hats and of course tequila! We also had an authentic Mexican lunch, margaritas and all. With our shopping done we made our way through US Customs and back to Quartzsite.  

Our next day brought bath day for TITS and the truck.  That was fun! Ha! But needed done.

Our last day was one that we had been looking forward to. Tom and Lil invited us to go on a Jeep ride with them and their Jeeping friends.  We set out towards Yuma and after about 30 miles took a left into a desert wash. After deflating the tires to 20 PSI, we were on our way. A bit after we got going Tom stopped and told Kent to drive. So, for the duration of the ride, Kent was at the helm.  We saw a lot of cacti of various sorts and one Jack rabbit.  Lori had the misfortune of stepping on a small cactus pod from a Teddy Bear Cholla aka Devil’s Horns, even though eyes were always on the lookout – thankfully Tom came to her rescue with a pair of needle-nose pliers and de-quilled her shoe sole.  We also walked into a dam in the desert and sat in a cave that had once been inhabited centuries ago (holes in foreground were part of the kitchen.) A great day was had by all!

Back at the ranch, we prepared to depart the next day.  But, first we had to have a tequila taste test of our purchases in Mexico, (and some Tom and Kent had in their cabinets.)  We determined: THEY WERE ALL GOOD.

Tom made waffles for our departing breakfast. So, with good food in our bellies and our last visit for awhile we were once again on the road.  Next stop: Tucson, Arizona.

[yumapii]

[Event Story] My Santa, My Hero [1/12]

Parts 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 / 9 / 10 / 11 / 12

{ oh my gosh, hi, i’m gonna give this a go but i think updates will prolly be a little sporadic, enjoy } 

This happened on a chilly day.

(( Kumarin POV )) 

[scene: school gate]

// This happened on a chilly day.

In order to find the blue-eyed angel that suddenly disappeared, I scoured the entire school. //

Rintarou:

Hey! Yuniyuni! Please come out!

If I don’t find him quickly…

// If anything were to happen to him… //

[scene change: courtyard]

Rintarou:

pant, pant

Not here either. Seriously where did he go?

[flashback:

// This situation came to light a few minutes ago. // 

Yuma:

Eh? Bianchi is nowhere to be found?

Rintarou:

Yeah. When I woke up this morning, he’d already snuck out somewhere~

He wasn’t under the piano or in the kitchen cabinets either.

Mikage:

I saw him aimlessly wander outside though.

Rintarou:

Eh? He went out in this cold weather?

Yuma:

Come to think of it, he wasn’t really energetic yesterday.

/end flashback]

[scene change: road leading to school]

Rintarou:

That is-

// Amidst the pure white scenery, a tiny body was collapsed, getting steadily buried by the snow. //

Rintarou:

( There he is! )

Rintarou:

Yuniyuni! Hang in there!

Yuni:

…..

Rintarou:

Yuniyuni! Yunipon! My Angel! !

// Lifting him up in my arms, I call his name. Even when I hit his cheeks which have been reddened by the cold, there is no response. //

Rintarou:

YUNIYUNI----- ! ! ! !

// Like that, my screams of love moved the very core of the world-- //

[scene change: lounge]

Rintarou:

-- And that is the moving tale of what happened that brings both the listeners and the storyteller to tears.

Yuni:

How pitiable…

Mikage:

No… He’s completely lively isn’t he?

Rintarou:

More importantly, Yuniyuni, did you explain why you wanted to be buried in the snow? Was my angel trying to go back to his real home?

Yuni:

Real home…

U, uuuuuu!

Mikage:

Oh dear, he started crying~ The overprotective mafia did not tell you, I guess.

Rintarou:

Yuniyuni, sorz sorz!

Yuni:

That’s not it… President-san is not in the wrong… But Nii-sama…

Rintarou:

( Shigure? )

Yuni:

Nii-sama… left me here and went back to Italy by himself!

Rintarou:

What? Outrageous!

Yuma:

That’s regrettable.

Yuni:

Uu… Waaaaaah!

Rintarou:

Alright. Then from today I, President Kumarin, will be your big brother… !

Yuni:

It’s not the same. It has to be Nii-sama.

Yuma:

He got rejected instantly.

Rintarou:

Ah~ My heart is hurt~!

Just kidding.

( I see. This means I can’t replace Shigure-nii-sama, huh?

Then, what do I need to do? )

Rintarou:

For Shigure to leave Yuniyuni, was there some circumstance?

Yuma:

Don’t tell me…

Mikage:

What?

Yuma:

Because Bianchi failed his end of term tests.

Yuni:

That’s true. I have to retake them…

But Nii-sama has to go back to help with the year end preparations…

Yuma:

Year end preparations?

Yuni:

The famiglia spends the passing of the year together. Actually I was supposed to go back with Nii-sama but… I got left behind…

Uu… I’m so lonely I could die… hic

// I did not know whether he was done speaking or not but Yuniyuni starts weeping uncontrollably again. //

Mikage:

I bet even Hakka-chan would not have expected Yuni-chama to sulk to this extent~

Rintarou:

Nn-...

( Having said that, people can’t just comment on the family situation of others, huh~ I don’t believe Shigure would leave him behind for malicious reasons either.

HOWEVER! It is a hero’s job to turn the frowns before him into smiles!

Well then, let’s turn the crying angel into a smiling one~! )

--

i usually only start posting when i have a rough draft of the whole story because i am intimidated by consistency but i foresee that it’ll be a busy period for me irl so i’m gonna put em as i do em, peace 

[moderneuropean1]

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[mythicamagic]

Diabolik Fairy Tales - Chapter 7

AU - The Diabolik Lovers re-imagined as fairy tale characters. Each chapter will feature a different diaboy, as their dark natures become entwined with the original macabre fairy tales of the past. Includes smut with a nameless heroine (slight reader insert)

Rated M               Trailer is here        (you can read all my fics here on fanfiction.net or Ao3)

Chapter 1 - Yuma Mukami                          Chapter 2 - Shuu Sakamaki

Chapter 3 - Kanato Sakamaki                       Chapter 4 - Ayato Sakamaki

Chapter 5 - Ruki Mukami                              Chapter 6 - Laito Sakamaki

Chapter 7 - Azusa Mukami                         Chapter 8 - Reiji Sakamaki

Chapter 9 - Kou Mukami                              Chapter 10 - Subaru Sakamaki (end)

Warnings: Smut, self harm and implied child abuse

Eye of the Beholder~

The male gaze is something all women have felt, at one point or another. It dawns on them gradually, as they grow older; The feeling, like heady smoke in the air, of eyes following, assessing, desiring.

She didn't know at what point she became aware of it. Perhaps it had been one night on her fifteenth birthday, or even when he'd tutored her on the ways of the kingdom she'd inherit. But the moment it absolutely couldn't be ignored anymore, was a mere few hours after her mother had died.

"Your Mother, and my dear, dear wife..." Her father passed a hand over his face, fingers lingering over his mouth. "She made a request, before she passed."

His daughter barely heard him as she leaned against a window, thinking of the body of the Queen lying just upstairs. A few hours ago she'd been alive, coughing dry, heaving breaths into a blood soaked handkerchief. It'd been awhile since she'd actually lain eyes on Mother, on account of her illness, but she'd heard the coughs from her room every day for months. Now, silence reigned within the halls of the somber castle.

"I gave her my word," her father continued. She looked at him, and rose a silent brow.

He stared at her blank face, masked of emotions. Her eyes were cold, glass-like. "She made me promise that; After she died, I would take another wife, but only one more beautiful than herself."

Dawn broke soft shadows across his face as the princess avoided his gaze. An uncomfortable weight pressed upon her shoulders, gradually easing down into her stomach as it had always done in his presence.

Her limbs slowly tensed, hands tightening around her bent knees as she stiffened. "So then...you'll be holding marriage interviews after the funeral?"

"Yes..." the sound of him scratching his beard filled her ears. "Yes I suppose I will."

Her breaths evened out when he turned and left the room, taking that heavy, considering look with him.

Yet the unease lingered on for two months after the Queens death. In the meantime, the princess lost herself in work, running outside the castle grounds. Volunteering at the shack tucked away on a street corner was something that always quickened her footsteps, lips curving up, just slightly.

The regulars did not comment on the royalty serving them, acknowledging her with a mere tip of the hat. No one in the castle knew of her visits, which she was grateful for. She didn't need to hear the predictable warnings about gypsies. In her experience they were a more honest people than the ones who ate caviar to demonstrate their wealth.

A large woman known simply as 'Cook', ruled over the tiny establishment with a stern eye, and had never once cast judgement on her presence there.

One particular day, however, the princess burst into the kitchen in a flurry, doubling over as she struggled to catch her breath.

"Morn'in lass, what's got you in such a tizzy?" Said Cook, her hand pausing mid-stir as she turned from the boiling pot to glance at the girl. Even those sitting on tables nearby glanced up from their meager meals.

"I-I'm sorry- I didn't know where else to go-" she panted, raising her head.

Cook started in alarm at the sight, dropping the ladle in her hand and motioning another woman to take her place. Ushering the young girl away from prying eyes, she took her around the back.

Large beefy hands then locked onto the girls shoulders. "Out with it. Now."

"M-my father...h-he...has chosen a wife."

"Well that's grand, don't see why you're sniveling over it."

She shook her head, wondering at the putrid, sweet smell clinging to her nostrils. It reminded her so much of him.

Unable to meet Cook's gaze, she raised her trembling hand.

A shiny, woven gold band caught the light in a harsh glare. It shined prettily on her ring finger. She gave a tremulous, broken smile. Hot tears ran down her cheeks as she struggled not to fall apart.

Arms suddenly wrapped around her, bringing her into warmth. She felt a large hand stoke her head gently. "It's alright lass, we'll sort this out. It'll...it'll be fine." Cook muttered in a thick voice.

For the first time since her mother had passed, the princess allowed herself to cry. "I can't- I can't go back there, don't make me, please." She begged, quivering in the woman's arms like a child.

Contrary to her wishes, and with steps laden with dread, she'd made her way back to the castle mere hours later. She went to sleep that night just as she'd always done, but not before staring at the door of her room.

With quick, hurried movements, she pushed a cabinet in front of it. Laying back down in her bed, the gold band on her finger caught her eye.

A creeping, vicious emotion welled up inside her. It cracked beneath the surface of skin, coating her insides in putrid fumes of hatred that softened into a low hum. Dormant, but not forgotten, it festered.

Her lashes fell shut, finally drifting into fretful sleep.

Cook had instructed her to properly think about what she wanted to do. Staying at the castle felt inconceivable now. Her father would not take 'no' for an answer.

But merely running away was foolhardy. As the princess of the kingdom, her face was well known. Hiding under the guise of a cloak would only get her so far before she was captured and returned back to the castle.

"Aye lass, normal clothes won't cut it. If you want to escape out of the kingdom's reach, then you'll need something else." Cook had said, a distant look flitting over her aged face. The crow's feet at the corners of her eyes tightened, an oddly perturbed look crossing her usually stern features.

"I wonder...maybe he'll be of use."

It was this mysterious person that the princess decided to meet with the next day. Cook led the way, passing through the middle class ring and into the lower district. Pushing aside the cover hanging over the entrance of a make-shift door, she beckoned the princess inside.

She tensed as soon as the cover fell back into place behind them, blocking out the sunlight and drenching the old warehouse into shadow. Cook took her arm, leading her through the cluster of gypsies. Some of them scampered inside their shelters at the sight of the stranger. The princess had never been inside the den where some of Cook's family resided before. Other homeless people had also gathered there, forming a community the higher ups would rather ignore. Seeing them living such impoverished lives made the knot tighten in her stomach. She knew her family was responsible for the situation of the slums.

Finally, they stopped before a small hut. Various clothes were hanging outside on a washing line.

"Azusa? Come out. The lass I told you about earlier is here." Cook muttered in a low but stern tone.

There came a rustle, and the sound of feet padding softly, before a pale hand reached through the cover of the hut, pushing it aside slightly.

"Mm? Oh..." murmured a gentle, quiet voice. "Please, come inside..."

Cook sneered. "No way royalty is going to sit themselves inside that grubby-"

The princess stepped forward, giving a reassuring nod to the large woman. "It's fine. I don't mind."

With that said, she followed after the pale hand that retracted behind the cover. Ducking inside the doorway, she blinked, her eyes trying to readjust to the light. A lantern flickered in the corner of the room, bathing a lean figure in orange hues.

He looked to be around her age, with a pale complexion and doleful, tired eyes. Dark hair framed his face, with noticeable mismatched stands at the back, as if he'd tried to cut it himself.

What caught her attention most however, were the scars on the bridge of his nose and lower cheek. Bandages covered his left arm, and she noticed more that had unraveled, peeking out from under his shirt.

Unsure what to make of him, she fell back on her manners for self assurance."Thank you for meeting with me. I don't want to take up too much of you're time, so-"

He cut her off with a faint chuckle, the smoke of a smile lingering on his lips. "That's funny...heh, the thought of me...being busy." Leaning down, he folded his legs underneath him, sitting on the floor. "What do you need...from someone like me?" He said, in a monotonous voice.

At his pointed look, she mimicked his movements and sat. On some level she noticed his speech impediment, but it didn't bother her as she leaned forward seriously. "I was told you're talented at making clothes. Not only that, but you've crafted cloaks made from animal skins before. Cook said they had something about them, almost like a power was woven into the material."

Azusa blinked slowly, gaze shifting to a box at his side, filled with different kinds of threads. "Mm, suppose so. Needles have become...very useful to me."

She hesitated at this, wondering at the heavy look in his eye, before shrugging it off. "Please, Sir. I implore you to make me a cloak. I can buy all the material you need for it and more."

"You're...calling me 'Sir' now? My name...please use...my name." His gaze had shifted back to her, and she tensed. Stuck by a vague realization, she noticed that the sickened feeling in her stomach was absent. She wasn't frightened in this man's presence. Lilac eyes regarded her intently, but the 'male gaze' was no where to be found.

Although it trampled on propriety to speak his name so informally, it fell from her lips easily. "Azusa."

He tilted his head, hazy interest sparking alight within his sad gaze. "There's pain...in your eyes." He trailed off thoughtfully, even as his words dug into her heart.

The princess watched with baited breath as he seemed to think to himself for a moment, before lifting his eyes once more. "I'll make you a cloak. What do you... most want it to do for you? What do...you long for, more than anything in this world?"

She didn't know why it felt important that she answer truthfully. The secret desire in her heart, that had been cradled within her for many years, had never been voiced out loud.

"To be invisible." She murmured, feeling as if a piece of her soul was being bared to him inside those simple words.

Azusa watched her almost plaintively, before he nodded. "Give the money...to Cook. I'll tell her what material I need."

The knot strung tight within her eased as she smiled. "Thank you. Thank you so much."

"Three days. It will be done by then." He stood up with her, the heaviness in the air dispelled by his timid, answering smile. "Good bye...Eve."

Uncertain for the reason of him calling her that so suddenly, she only nodded gratefully and turned, walking out of the hut. Cook met her outside, muttering about how strange the lad was, but the princess barely listened. Hope burned in her heart for the first time in years.

Three days passed slowly. The princess endured a dress fitting session, lips pressed into a thin, grim line as she stood numbly.

No one voiced their disagreement with the marriage. She wondered if the family tree would be changed, making her conveniently unrelated to the royal family. Or perhaps Father would marry her anyway, reveling in the title of incest that would no doubt mar the kingdom's image forever.

On the fateful day however, she raced to Cook's shack, stopping before the entrance with wide eyes. Azusa turned in the doorway, an incredibly large cloak in his hands that spilled down to the floor. Horror silenced her tongue as he unfolded it, showing the full length.

It was made from the pelt of a donkey.

The hide had been crudely stitched together like patchwork to make a heavy cloak. No doubt the worst part was the hood, that retained the face and shape of the donkey.

Azusa's eyes warmed as she stepped closer, feeling the material with a cold, numbed hand. It slid rough and coarse between her fingers.

"Do you...like it?" He asked softly.

Her gaze swept to his fingers, which were newly wrapped in tiny bandages. She shoved the disgust down, crushing it under her feet as she smiled.

"It's perfect."

She wasn't lying. Her wish had been granted. No man would ever lay eyes on her again so long as she wore the grotesque cloak.

Cook enveloped her in a hug a moment later. The princess smiled, a shakiness in her heart as the woman drew back to look at her.

"Don't go gettin' soft on me, lass. You'll be fine out there. There's no one who knows the lay of the land better than the princess, right?"

She nodded mutely, emotion constricting her throat. All she needed to do was head East. She'd pass through two towns before reaching the border of Father's kingdom. Once over the other side, she'd be safe.

Grabbing the cloak, she slipped it on, lowering the hood and feeling the muzzle of the donkey weigh heavily over her head, shadowing all expression. The inside felt surprisingly cool, almost like leather but breezier. Thanking Azusa and Cook once more, the princess steadied the pack on her shoulder, adjusting the cloak so that it fell down to her ankles.

Stepping onto the road which would lead her out of the city, she turned back just once. Cook gave a wave, the crows feet deepening into worried lines around her eyes. Azusa gazed after her expressionlessly, touching his bandaged arm.

Her attention shifted past them to the massive castle laying behind. Her home...had it really been her home? Weren't they usually places where you felt safe? That same sensation of disgust mingled with anger boiled in her heart, and her eyes narrowed.

"Eve..." Azusa was suddenly there, in front of her startled face.

"W-what is it?"

He stared at her, unblinking. "I want...to come with you."

"Are you soft in the head, boy? No way does she want you tagging along." Shouted Cook from behind them.

Azusa ignored her, gazing past the black pits of eyes on the donkey-skin hood and directly into hers. "Eve...I have brothers...that I would like to find again. Take me with you. I don't care...where we go, or what you need...I'll do anything."

"I can't ask you to do that, but...you can come. We'll be travelling companions, how does that sound?"

His eyes widened fractionally, before he slowly nodded. Cook shook her head, but returned the wave that the princess sent her.

Turning on her heel, the girl shut the castle from her mind, walking towards the road that would take her East.

Her first thoughts when entering the new city, was that poverty had affected it badly. Unlike in the main city, were the homeless and poor had been driven into slums, this one was crammed full of the needy. Children with gaunt faces stared up at Azusa as he passed, but didn't even seem to notice her presence.

In fact, all eyes turned away from her whenever she drew close. At first they'd hesitate, before hastily pretending she didn't exist.

"Azusa, how does the cloak work?" She murmured curiously as the crowd gave her a wide berth, but narrowed and bumped into his side.

"Mm, they think it's scary. So they look away. Some ugliness...makes others lash out...but ones like the cloak make them afraid. It bypasses...disgust...and flows right into fear."

Noticing he was being bumped into, some knocking roughly into his shoulder, she stepped close to him. Azusa glanced at her with a surprisingly sour expression. "Why did...you make them stop? They would surely have left...wonderful bruises."

Her eyes widened at the comment, but she just tugged on his arm. "C-come on, don't say such things. Lets find a hotel before dark."

They found a humble hotel tucked away from the bustle of the streets that didn't cost too much for the night. Azusa quietly murmured that she didn't need to spend her money, and that they could've found somewhere else, but she insisted. Though he didn't say anything, she noticed the thinness of his frame, and made sure to buy him a meal.

That night, when she lay down in her bed, she noticed that he seemed to hesitate beside his. It couldn't be helped that they'd had to share a room, but when he turned his eyes on her, she tensed. "What's wrong?"

"I'm...not used to sleeping like this."

Her eyes widened. Of course he probably wasn't used to a plush bed. She sat up and furrowed her brow. "We can arrange the covers onto the floor, if you'd prefer."

When he nodded, she smiled gently.

The covers were spread out onto the wooden floor beside her bed. She didn't know how he'd ended up so close, but as he lay cradling his arm, she couldn't tell him to move after seeing him so comfortable.

As she lay back once more, some time passed where she drifted into a place between sleeping and waking. Something very quiet caused her to stir, the sound of hushed words.

"Important... right, Justin?" Azusa was murmuring to himself.

Turning onto her side, she found him sitting up, legs folded beneath him. His back was turned to her, but she could clearly see him unwrapping the bandage on his left arm. He unwound it with careful motions, until it fluttered to the floor beside him.

Her eyes dropped, threatening to fall closed with tiredness, but the faint sound of metal had them flying wide.

There was a thump of bare feet landing on hard floor, before the sound of a brief scuffle.

The former princess knelt, panting over him, gripping the knife still in his hand, poised over his arm. Azusa stared into her eyes. She dimly noticed that his flesh was covered in large scars, one of them, the largest, began at the crook of his elbow, ending close to his wrist.

"Ah...Eve, did you want...to cut me yourself?" A serene smile lit up his face. "I'd like that...I'd love to...make you happy."

He pushed the knife into her hand eagerly, only to latch onto her wrist, bringing the blade further down.

"What- stop! I don't want to hurt you, Azusa!"

With the wrench of her hand, the knife was sent flying, scattering over the floor with a loud clatter. She breathed heavily, snatching her hand back and staring into sorrowful eyes.

"I see...so Eve...does hate me."

"What? No, I don't." She shook her head. "Why would you...do this though? I heard you muttering someone's name."

Thinking he would be angry for prying, she felt surprised when he smiled. "Ah, Justin." He raised his arm, and motioned to the longest scar. His voice became soft, colored with fond memories. "Justin, Christina and Melissa." He touched each scar reverently. "They were...my good friends, once. But it's alright...because I keep them with me...this way. When I reopen them, my friends stay...a little longer. But they keep healing...fading...leaving..."

Her heart lurched and squeezed at his words. For a breathless moment, they sat in silence, watching each other with an unnamed feeling in the air. When he tilted his head, looking at her soft looking flesh, she shivered. He looked considering, gaze shifting to the knife.

"Do you want...a friend too? You're lonely...aren't you, Eve?"

She raised her head, trying not to think of the pain she'd lain in night after night, fearing soft footfalls approaching her door without really knowing what she was afraid of. "No, Azusa, I'm not alone." She smiled brokenly. "I have you here with me."

Haze filled eyes widened, the expression on his face shuttering. Unbidden, something shifted within his being.

Crossing the border of her kingdom had been strangely surreal in how anti-climatic it'd felt. Since they'd been walking almost non stop, traversing her old lands had taken less than a week. News of her disappearance had yet to even reach her ears.

As Azusa dozed on a forgotten street corner, she went to buy food in the new, exciting city. She noticed less impoverished people, and more smiling faces, which only served to brighten but twist her mood. Her kingdom suffered as this one prospered.

Something on the ground caught her eye as she passed it, and the Donkey-skin girl stopped dead.

"Azusa, look at this." She said sometime later, nudging him awake. A soft noise escaped him as he yawned. Noticing he seemed lucid, she handed him the piece of paper.

When he gazed at it non uncomprehendingly, she winced, not realizing he was illiterate. Acting as if she didn't notice to spare his feelings, she carried on. "It's an invitation to this kingdom's Royal Ball. Someone must have dropped it. This is a wonderful opportunity!"

"It is?" He blinked.

"Of course. Who else would know better where your brothers are than the royal register? They'll have a list of every resident living in the kingdom. If you think they're around these parts, then all we have to do is attend, and ask to see it." She felt an old heavy warmth sharpen her next words. "I need to go there to ask the Prince something too."

"They will not...let us in."

"No, but..." her eyes strayed to his hands, the coins in her pocket weighing heavier. "Maybe there's a way."

Azusa tilted his head.

Sometime later, soft fabric was placed into his arms. He couldn't see her expression under the donkey-skin hood, but Azusa leaned forward to try and capture her gaze. "Eve...you need your money for food and lodgings, why did you..."

"Because I know you'll make a beautiful dress from this. If I make a wish to be able to attend the ball, you'll sew it into the seams, making it real. All you have to do is trust me, Azusa. I'll attend the ball, and find the registry, I promise."

Soulful eyes sharpened, fingers tightening in the fabric. He gave a solemn nod, turning to find a little hovel to work in.

Donkey-skin watched him go, following after him after a moment. Sometimes, his scars, pale complexion, and overall fragile look would melt away, unearthing a resolute, quiet strength.

He worked tirelessly for days, barely stopping to eat unless she forced him to. The Ball was to be held in two weeks time, so one dress hardly seemed difficult at first. However, when they learned that the royal gathering was supposed to take place over the course of two days, they faltered. Propriety dictated that no self respecting woman would attend such an event in the same dress. She would be mocked and scorned if she tried.

Therefore, two dresses needed to be sewn.

Azusa worked his fingers to the bone, his hands moving methodically as he threaded a needle and pulled it through lace.

When she noticed dark shadows under his eyes, she felt her fingers dig into her arm. Lingering around the castle entrance in her cloak, she tried her hand at walking past the castle guards, but they caught her shoulder.

Though her cloak made it difficult for people to look at her, it was not infallible.

After her failed attempt, she walked back to Azusa with worried steps, only to find him holding up a dress, standing on shaking legs. "Eve...I made one...for you."

She quickly ran forward, lowering him back to the floor when he weakened. "You didn't eat again." She admonished, frowning at him.

Azusa lowered his gaze, but pushed the dress into her hands. "Do you...like it? I call it 'the daylight dress.' When you look at it...you'll see a blue sky." He smiled weakly.

Donkey-skin busied herself then with fetching food, not stopping until he was sat with a hot meal. While he dug in, she swept her hand over the fabric, gazing at the stunning dress. Clear, cloudless skies flashed in her minds eye.

The question came to her suddenly. "Why do you call me Eve?"

Azusa, blinking languidly at his meal, seemed hesitant. "Eve...when people talk about her, they say...she was cast out of paradise." Melancholy eyes glanced at her. "It doesn't...occur to them that she might have left on her own."

He'd grown desperate.

They'd run low on money, too low to afford proper fabrics for a second dress.

Azusa felt that he knew how to steal. Bear had once told him, back at the orphanage, how to effectively grab and run without being caught. It helped to have larger numbers in a group, to cause a distraction, but he wouldn't involve Eve.

He wondered what his brothers were doing now, and whether he would ever see them again. After being separated running from that hellish place, and then wandering into the gypsy community, he'd longed to meet them once more.

He wasn't certain he'd get the chance to now.

Blood spilled out from the place where his arm used to be.

He'd tried to be quick, but he'd always been slow. Slow to talk, slow to move. His arm had been seized by the merchant he'd tried to steal from.

"Azusa-wh-what? NO!" Eve had cried, catching sight of him from across the courtyard. Her shrieks turned into screams when a sharp blade had swung down on his arm.

She put his good arm around her shoulders, grabbing him around the waist to take the brunt of his weight. They stumbled in a mess of tangled limbs into a back alley. Her heart thundered in her chest, drumming loudly in his ears.

Azusa's broken sobs and cries of pain cut into her like shards of glass. She fought to keep calm, breathing in labored breaths as she muttered false assurances.

"It's okay, it's alright. W-we'll find you a doctor-" there had been a sign for one. She felt certain of it- yes, right around the corne-

She turned, wide eyes searching frantically for a familiar sign, but there was nothing. Another back-alley awaited them.

D-did I take a wrong turn somewhere?

Panic shook her frame as the sound of something wet trailed onto the ground beneath them. She didn't want to look at it, but her eyes swayed down in morbid curiosity. Blood was leaking out of the stump.

Her stomach lurched.

Damp hair slicked with sweat brushed her chin. Hot, shuddering breaths puffed against her skin.

"Azusa?" She murmured, stretched thin. When he didn't respond, she shook him in alarm. "Azusa! Stay with me. W-we just have to keep going a little further." The fear in her heart leaked out into her voice. She urged him on, but his eyes had fallen shut, feet dragging across the floor as she carried him forward.

A maze of walls covered in grime passed by, blurring into one as they struggled on. When she finally lay eyes on the sign she'd been searching for, she didn't hesitate to kick the door open. A woman met her in the entrance, mouth opening to scold her before the sight of them turned her mute.

A doctor was summoned, and from then on Donkey-skin lost track of what happened. The warmth at her side was taken away, but she followed it blindly, lancing her hands in it's pale, quivering fingers. There were shouts, blood, walls of white, someone tugging at her shoulders. When the hand she'd been holding was wrenched from her grip, a scream echoed around the room, but she couldn't tell who it had come from.

The world drifted into grey, then finally, pitch black darkness swallowed her whole.

When she next lay eyes on Azusa, he was unconscious. Bandages were wrapped tightly around his injured form. She noticed that his arm had been severed slightly above where his elbow had used to be. Seeing it wrapped in bandages assured her however, even as a sickly worry and sadness rose up in her chest. She was about to reach out and touch him, when the doctor walked into the room.

After assuaging her fears about infection, and commenting on the mental side effects the trauma would inevitably awaken, the subject of payment came up.

"I don't have much." She murmured, offering the last handful of coins she had.

"I'm afraid that won't be enough to cover the cost."

Alarm flared up inside her. "W-wait! I do have something..."

She begged the doctor to wait, and with a lingering look at the unconscious man, she swept out of the room.

Later, with a steady hand, she handed over the daylight dress. The doctor gave her a strange look. His protest went unsaid however, as he rubbed the fabric between his thumb, finding the material exquisite. As he unfolded it, the image of a beautiful, cloudless sky flashed in his mind.

"My daughter, she will surely love this." He murmured, gazing at the garment with awe.

Donkey-skin nodded tensely. "Will this be enough?"

When the doctor nodded, relief flooded her. She didn't even notice the tears welling up in her eyes. Murmuring a thank you, she sat down heavily in a chair by Azusa's side. Her fingers automatically sought the spaces between his, as she clasped their hands together.

Azusa didn't wake for several days. Keeping vigilance over him, Donkey-skin girl barely ate, so consumed with worry that she barely thought of little else. At times, the Prince's gathering drifted into her mind, but she shook it away. Azusa had stayed by her side, it felt only right to stay by his.

As her mind distracted itself, one very important detail about the man in her charge slipped blissfully away. It was only when he finally cracked his eyes open did it raise it's ugly head, piercing her heart.

"Where...where is Justin?" Were the first words from his lips. He stared down at the empty space where his arm used to be. "Ne... Christina and Melissa are missing too. Eve, Eve...where did they go?"

Donkey-skin stared into his wide, trembling gaze as he turned dazedly around the room. He barely seemed to notice his missing appendage. All he cared about were the scars. Azusa leaned up quickly, swinging his legs over the side of the bed.

"A-azusa! Calm down. You need to rest more." She tried pushing his shoulders back, bidding him to lie down, but he stubbornly tried to stand on quivering legs.

"No, I need them. I need my friends...where are they?" His voice, usually in a monotone, rose higher, panic lacing his words. He stood up, stumbling as his knees threatened to give out. She caught him, trying to sit him back down, but he pushed past her with surprising strength. Sweat broke out on his forehead, breathing becoming labored with every step to the door.

"Azusa! You cant! Please, please just-"

"What's going on in here?" The collected voice of the doctor reached her ears.

A flurry of activity broke out. Pale limbs were ceased as nurses pulled him back. The doctor ushered her from the room, until all she could hear was Azusa's frantic cries from behind the door.

"No, NO! Justin! JUSTIN!"

She pressed fists against her eyes, squeezing them shut as her shoulders dropped, shaking minutely.

"Azusa..."

More days passed. Somehow, everything felt worse with Azusa awake. He wouldn't eat unless forced to, and barely spoke, except to ask where his friends were.

Unable to keep watching him deteriorate, Donkey-skin left the doctors once more. This time, she headed straight for the fabric stand in the middle of a bustling courtyard.

The burly man dressed in orange barely noticed when she sidled up to his stand. When she drew back her hood however, and his eyes snapped on hers, she inwardly flinched even as she remained outwardly indifferent. This was the face Azusa had stared into before losing his arm.

With a repulsed, disgusted feeling, she noticed a single arm had been nailed up behind him on a stand. To any other merchant, it was simply a warning to thieves, an example of what would happen. To her, it looked like a sick trophy.

"Sir, I have an interest in that arm. Please, would you consider giving it to me?"

"T-this arm? Are you sick in the head? This here was cut off a thief, it's a reminder not to steal from honest folk."

"Yes, I understand that, Sir." Her lips thinned into a grim line.

The man scratched his cheek, eyes racking up and down her form. "You don't look like you have much to offer, but if you give me something worth my while, I might reconsider giving it to you."

Cold, sharp rage boiled beneath her skin at the look in his eye. She calmly reached inside her cloak and retrieved something, hesitating to hand it over.

But, if it's for Azusa then...

She slowly put the invitation to the royal ball onto the counter.

"A-amazing. They stopped selling invites a week ago." He breathed.

"Give me the arm now, and you can have it." She gritted out.

He grabbed a hammer, pulling the nail free that pinned the arm to the stand. He then wrapped the limb in a brown cloth and handed it to her. She took it numbly, noticing it weighed almost nothing.

Gritting her teeth, she drew her hood back up, turning and disappearing into the crowd without another word.

Someone's elbow suddenly knocked into her roughly, and she yelped, pain flaring in her side. She fell to the ground, the arm tumbling free from her grip.

"Ha? Oi, watch where you're going next time." A gruff voice muttered.

"Wait, Yuma." Another man suddenly knelt before her, his hand frozen mid-air over Azusa's scarred arm. Blue-grey eyes narrowed, staring at it intently. "It...can't be." He muttered dazedly, gaze turning sharp as flint when they fixed on her.

"Eve..." Azusa murmured in a thin voice as he gazed at the arm she offered him. "Thank you." He took it with thin fingers, touching one of the scars gently.

Donkey-skin nodded silently, her eyes widening in horror at his next words.

"I...should find my needles. If I...stitch my friends back on, then I can keep them with me."

Cold hands latched onto his only arm, drawing his attention to her. Firm, unwavering words left her lips. "No Azusa."

He didn't seem to understand as his gaze slipped back to the pale arm.

Her voice bordered on desperate. "Azusa. It'll get infected. I didn't bring your friends back to you so that you could watch them slowly rot. I brought them for you to say goodbye."

"No..." He shook his head, misted eyes faraway, unstable. "No. I can't."

"Yes you can. You can find proof of your existence in other things, Azusa." A serious voice reached their ears, the tone steady and self assured.

Azusa's head slowly raised, his eyes widening upon seeing the dark haired man in the doorway.

"I see you haven't changed." The man said, a slight warmth in his eyes.

"Ru..ki..." The broken name left Azusa's lips. "How did...why are-?"

"Oi Azusa, the fuck happened to you?" Another, taller man entered the room, his shirt stained with droplets of blood. Blood she knew to be from the merchant.

"Bear..."

"Actually it's Yuma now. Got a new name when we were taken in."

A blond young man pushed past him to wave energetically. "Me too~ You're looking at Kou now."

Donkey-skin watched them all with a faint smile, feeling the anxiousness in her heart easing little by little. A sparkle of life had entered Azusa's eyes as he gazed at his lost brothers.

"You're all here." He murmured, voice thin.

Yuma huffed. "And where were you, little idiot? We looked for ya for years."

"Y-you...did?"

Something squeezed in his chest at those words, and without realizing, his eyes strayed back to the girl beside him. She just smiled warmly, and Azusa felt his grip on the severed arm loosen.

Once he'd recovered enough, Azusa and Donkey-skin traveled with his brothers to their adoptive father's kingdom.

Donkey-skin knew of Karlheinz. Infamous for his scandalous private life, the only thing that made other rulers fear him was his penchant for randomly conquering other lands with the mere caprice of his mood.

She steeled herself for an audience with him.

They'd buried Azusa's arm in the garden at Karlheinz's castle, under a tree with twisting branches. "You have your brothers now, Azusa. You're not alone." She'd murmured, her hand on his shoulder as he'd stared mournfully at the patch of ground.

"What will...we do now, Eve?" He asked softly, once they were seated on a nearby porch overlooking the gardens.

She thought of what she intended to say to Karlheinz. "My kingdom is in shambles because of my Father's rule. It would be better for everyone if he were overthrown. Karlheinz can do that, if I tell him the right ways to infiltrate the city." It was the same thought she'd planned to share the Prince at the royal ball.

Azusa looked at her. "Will that...bring you happiness?"

"I don't know." She admitted quietly.

She jumped when soft fingers cupped her cheek, turning her face to his.

Depthless emotion stared back at her, so intense it bordered on overwhelming. "Let me...make you happy, Eve. Don't be afraid..." 

He bent to capture her lips with a hungry rush. Donkey-skin inhaled sharply, before she felt Azusa's kiss soften. His mouth became a confusing sensation, yielding under hers one moment but then pressing firmly the next. When his tongue slid between her teeth, she tensed, but his hand grabbed hers, raising it to his cheek. Her fingers strayed of their own accord into feather-like hair, the soft wisps brushing her forehead as they pressed close.

She felt his arm wrap around her waist, pulling their bodies taut against each other. When his tongue swept deeper into her mouth, she shuddered all over. Azusa broke away to pant softly, desire darkening his gaze as the fingers at her waist dug in.

The wordless need inside her that sought his comforting strangeness made her muscles shift forward, until she found herself straddling him. The cool surface of the wood under her knees contrasted with the hard, warm body beneath her.

"Ne...can we... become one?" He murmured, his single hand slowly caressing the plains of her back. She gripped his shoulders, breathing out unsteadily when he bent forward to nuzzle her neck, tongue dragging across heated flesh.

The disgust wasn't there. Her heart hammered like a drum, but she didn't feel sickened. Azusa's touches were light, but betrayed a strength beneath them. Something entirely sinful blackened his gaze, completely at odds with his innocent face. And yet, she was not afraid.

"Yes," she murmured, surprising herself with the yearning in her voice.

His hips rolled, rigid length clearly in need of friction as it ground harshly, the heat of it throbbing through multiple layers of clothing. She hissed as it rubbed her sex, and found herself mimicking his movements. His teeth scraped her neck, those soft strands of his hair tickling her chin as he bit down, breaking the skin. A low, embarrassing sound slipped past her mouth. Azusa chuckled as he sucked her flesh, leaving behind a red mark which he touched reverently.

More grinding, moaning, sucking, more shame at how Azusa could make her core clench and ache. Juices slipped down between her thighs.

His hand eased down between them to touch her, rubbing with an almost bruising pressure. It was enough to set off fireworks as she trembled on his lap. Azusa glanced down and then up at her, trying and failing with something. She noticed his frustrated silence, and suddenly understood.

Shifting above him, she reached down, freeing his length with slow movements. Azusa released an unsteady breath, his eyes dark, steeped with sorrow.

She murmured that it was alright, but he leaned forward, cheek brushing hers. "I want...to hold you properly. But I...I..."

Donkey-skin shook her head, grabbing his hand and wrapping his arm around her waist. She leaned up, giving herself enough room to slide her underwear and stockings down, before lowering herself back down. She sank herself slowly onto his aching erection, and he made a noise of surprise. Gritting her teeth at the invasive feeling, her hands tightened on his shoulders.

The foreign sensation sank deeper, until he was buried inside her. They panted, breaths mingling. "You- you can hold me. The arm around me right now is all we'll ever need. I- I don't...I've never felt this good before." She assured him.

Wide, dazed eyes stared into hers, before his face became intent, serious. His hips rammed up, making her cling to his shoulders. Her mouth hung open wordlessly as he began to move, gripping her close with that one arm.

It was messy, heinous and dripping. A palpable mixture of sweet and sin that made her quiver and beg incoherently. Her fingers dug deep rivets into his shoulders.

He groaned, tongue sweeping up her neck to hiss lustily in her ear. "Harder…even…harder…"

Lost in sensation, she didn't know what he meant, but her hips began to move with his, nails sinking deeper, leaving crescent moons. They gasped and clung to each other, heedless of the sounds of their bodies moving.

When she felt something snap within her, she sought his hair, sliding her fingers between the strands. Overwhelmed, she quaked around him, squeezing her eyes shut and trying not to let dark thoughts creep inside her flesh. Azusa groaned and dropped his head to her shoulder, finishing with a quiet, shuddering moan inside her.

They stayed locked together, breathing heavily. "Will you always care for me, Azusa?" She murmured, almost to herself.

"Of course...Eve is...my most precious person."

Her throat constricted, and she squeezed her lashes shut. In the furthermost corners of her mind, she begged his words to be true.

A great, dark plume of smoke rose high, spiraling into the heavens above. The scent of ash and burning flesh infested the air.

Donkey-skin stood before the castle gates. Her old home had been set ablaze during the siege of Karlhienz's armies. With the information she'd given him, he'd made quick work of infiltrating the city and striking at the heart of the kingdom.

She looked at the thing on the ground with glass-like eyes. Her revenge was complete. The dreadful feeling within her should have been purged, but it persisted, festering like a wound.

The hate in Cook's eyes as realization had dawned came back.

"You...this is your fault, isn't it? You brought this on us." Cook had sneered, rage blackening her voice. "And for what? To 'free' us?" She'd spat at the former princess' feet. "Stop kiddin’ yourself, lass. You only did this to get back at your old man. And look how many have died for it."

Donkey-skin barely noticed the damage of the city. Her mind was cast adrift somewhere buried but not forgotten. 

His hand touched her hair. His hands...big, strong and familiar. The touch was so comforting it made her smile.

"Father."

The scent of his corpse filled her lungs.

"Eve." Azusa's soft voice reached her ears, just as fingers wrapped around her frozen hand.

Her hood was gently pulled back, revealing a raw, tear stained face. Lips chapped and heart shuddering with the effort it took to smile, she looked at him. "Can you...still care for me now, Azusa?" The ugliness inside her heart now had tangible form, mingling within the ashes.

He didn't hesitate, his ardent gaze not glancing once at the bodies strewn around the courtyard. His eyes reflected her, only her. He stroked the inside of her wrist adoringly, as if she were one of his scars. "Even if Eve is cast out of hell...I will always...be by her side."

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Perform maintenance and light repairs Perform routine checks on equipment Undertake light installation or carpentry (install pre-build cabinets) door openings, shelves, room additions.

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Complete electrical, plumbing or HVAC repairs Undertake emergency calls for A/C, Water leaks, Electrical failures.

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Plumber Handyman Services

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Expert Home and Business Services, 928 216 3103 A handyman, also known as a handyperson or handyworker, is a person skilled at a wide range of repairs, typically around the home or business. These tasks include trade skills, repair work, maintenance work, are both interior and exterior, A/C plumbing, electrical, carpentry.

Expert Home and Business Services Include:

Elecrician Handyman Services

Electrical diagnogstics, repairs, and added new electrical, carpentry both new and remodeling additions. Performing maintenance and light repairs for drywall, wood structure.

Plumber Handyman Services

A/C repairs and diagnogstics, plumbing repairs and new installation, Electrical diagnogstics, repairs, and added new electrical, carpentry both new and remodeling additions. Performing maintenance and light repairs for drywall, wood structure.

AC Repair Handyman Service

A/C repairs and diagnogstics,If you are looking for a reliable Handyman expert to undertake upkeep and repair tasks at the interior or exterior of your home or company premises. You can rely on us to keep your facilities in perfect condition by doing various odd jobs.

Competent hands and technical knowledge are important parts of a handyman’s arsenal. From Technical to general repair skills,we have over 75 years experience in any of the catagories listed above. We have keen a eye for detail and physical stamina and we valued greatly yourjob.

Perform maintenance and light repairs Perform routine checks on equipment Undertake light installation or carpentry (install pre-build cabinets) door openings, shelves, room additions.

Repair or replace equipment, A/C, Heater, Hot water heater.

Complete electrical, plumbing or HVAC repairs Undertake emergency calls for A/C, Water leaks, Electrical failures.

Identify and report the need for major repairs with a low cost estimate to the owner. We are Proven experience as handyman for your job. Experience with hardware tools and electrical equipment Complete understanding of electrical, plumbing or HVAC systems

Expert Home and Business Services are improvement and repair specialist and has collectivly over 75 years experience in the residential and commercial repair and maintenance field and has earned a reputation for being able to fix or repair nearly anything having to do with your residential or commercial property. Available for carpentry, roofing, drywall, bathroom maintenance, kitchen repairs and plumbing, electrical repairs, trim and many other repair and maintenance disciplines, over the years we have done it all!

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Handyman Services

Handyman Services

Elecrician Handyman Services

Plumber Handyman Services

AC Repair Handyman Service

Handyman Services

September 10, 2014

Expert Home and Business Services, 928 216 3103 A handyman, also known as a handyperson or handyworker, is a person skilled at a wide range of repairs, typically around the home or business. These tasks include trade skills, repair work, maintenance work, are both interior and exterior, A/C plumbing, electrical, carpentry.

Expert Home and Business Services Include:

Elecrician Handyman Services

Electrical diagnogstics, repairs, and added new electrical, carpentry both new and remodeling additions. Performing maintenance and light repairs for drywall, wood structure.

Plumber Handyman Services

A/C repairs and diagnogstics, plumbing repairs and new installation, Electrical diagnogstics, repairs, and added new electrical, carpentry both new and remodeling additions. Performing maintenance and light repairs for drywall, wood structure.

AC Repair Handyman Service

A/C repairs and diagnogstics,If you are looking for a reliable Handyman expert to undertake upkeep and repair tasks at the interior or exterior of your home or company premises. You can rely on us to keep your facilities in perfect condition by doing various odd jobs.

Competent hands and technical knowledge are important parts of a handyman’s arsenal. From Technical to general repair skills,we have over 75 years experience in any of the catagories listed above. We have keen a eye for detail and physical stamina and we valued greatly yourjob.

Perform maintenance and light repairs Perform routine checks on equipment Undertake light installation or carpentry (install pre-build cabinets) door openings, shelves, room additions.

Repair or replace equipment, A/C, Heater, Hot water heater.

Complete electrical, plumbing or HVAC repairs Undertake emergency calls for A/C, Water leaks, Electrical failures.

Identify and report the need for major repairs with a low cost estimate to the owner. We are Proven experience as handyman for your job. Experience with hardware tools and electrical equipment Complete understanding of electrical, plumbing or HVAC systems

Expert Home and Business Services are improvement and repair specialist and has collectivly over 75 years experience in the residential and commercial repair and maintenance field and has earned a reputation for being able to fix or repair nearly anything having to do with your residential or commercial property. Available for carpentry, roofing, drywall, bathroom maintenance, kitchen repairs and plumbing, electrical repairs, trim and many other repair and maintenance disciplines, over the years we have done it all!

Contact information:

Expert Home and Business Services

2222 S 4th Ave #7283 Yuma Az 85364

928-216-3103

Copyright © Expert Home and Business Services