When all they could do was watch when one of them shattered under the pressure of pretending normalcy; it was a shared knowledge that they were not alone. And some days that was enough. On days when it wasn't, they told themselves that it was.

From the touch on his hand, I let my fingers slide their way up his forearm, along tense, slick, biceps, over pronounced shoulder blades to rest at the back of his neck. "If you wanted permission to court me Enishi, all you had to do was ask.”

Sometimes, it is the white knight that needs to be rescued. Sometimes, it is the handsome prince who needs to be free. Sometimes, it’s the princess who is slain for the dragon. Sometimes, happy ever after, is not for free. KK,MegS,MiA

Anyone who says that they can run, jump, kick and kill in a pair of skin tight leather pants, is lying.

“Who told you Yamada?”Nomiya watched as confusion in her eyes faded slowly to grief streaked knowledge. It was one thing to know, but quite another to get proof of suspicion. It was not a pleasant victory to have.

Remember Natusmi,although you might not be truly unique, some of those around you are.” He coyly whispered.“The nullifying gem might have its limits, but your little girlfirend does not. Keep an eye on her would you, I know I do.

Pulling away only when both were desperate for air, Roy rested his forehead against hers, in position that was almost intimate, Riza found herself once again face to face with his uncertain gaze.“Why did you leave?”

Cherry lips nibbled on the end of a pen, blue eyes flashed in warninglaced desire, slim fingers tapped the everpresent pointer. Thoughts were not with work. But all everyone else saw was a secretary and his victim.

He wanted to taste her fire, to possess her burning spirit, to hold it close and guard it from the eyes of any other. And worst of all he was utterly terrified that she would push him away.He wanted to possess her but the irony of the fact was....

Remy had changed little over the years. If possible he looked even more attractive now then he ever had before. His crimson black eyes still made her catch her breath. Secretly, Rouge hoped that her child inherited its father’s eyes.

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Misao and Kaoru learn the truth about love and devotion. Hate becomes their only salvation and life becomes their damnation AU AMKK