Forever in Love?
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Adult +
Chapters:
3
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1,729
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3
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Forever in Love?
Hi everybody well i do not own any of these characters but I\'m working on Tasuki. heheheh
Tasuki: What huh ? I don\'t even like girls what the hell..????
Me: Oh we can fix thatheheheh*grins evil possessive smile*
Tasuki: HUh nOOOOOOO..... hey what are you- dont touch that! What is that ? Hey were are you gonna put ..???? Whoa whoa nOOOOOOOOOOOOOO somebody save me Riekka shienn.... no why didnt it work no0....
A little while later: *Tasuki is rapped up with blindfolds and cuffs *
Me: hehehe I win....
Tasuki : *Shakes head*
Me: hehe anywho on with the story
Forever in love?
As the moonlight shone down through the window, a slight breeze drifted in blowing miaka\'s hair out of her face. Miaka and Tamahome sat together, held in each others arms, kissing passionately. Anyone could see that the couple loved one another. They cared for each other deeply and in a way they were soul mates.
Hotohori stood out side on the deck/porch of his palace. ‘Should I go and see her or is it to late?’ He wondered as he looked up at the sky and constellations. Thinking thoughtfully about his love, Miaka, he didn’t realize his friend Nuriko staring at him from around the corner.
As Hotohori thought of the time he had first met Miaka and she had thought he was a woman, and the time when he proposed to her, and the countless times when he had saved her life. Most of all he thought of Tamahome. He hated that man and yet he thought he was wonderful in the way that he had Miaka and he could kiss her and touch her and sleep with her because they were in love. But on the other hand whenever Tamahome was around, a beautiful smile crept up on miaka’s precious face. Did he ever not love that smile?! No he couldn’t say so.
At that moment a smile crept up on Hotohori’s face as he decided to go up to Miaka’s apartments. As Hotohori left, Nuriko thought ‘Where is he going?’ as the love of his life left him alone in the night. Needless to say Nuriko’s curiosity got the best of him as he crept down the hall following Hotohori whilst taking great care not to be heard.
Nuriko, trying as hard as he was, caused many things to crash and brake. But to much to his surprise, Hotohori didn’t even notice. But then again he was so preoccupied listening to another sound. Unheard by Nuriko, the sounds of extreme kissing came from Miaka’s apartments as well as the significant rustling from cloths.
The smile that had once been upon Hotohori’s face was now replaced with one of such anger, for he had instantly known who was with Miaka…TAMAHOME!
Sword drawn, Hotohori burst into Miaka’s room, angry as hell. Tamahome’s head moved and was met by a pointy sword and dagger like stare. Tamahome, at that point grabbed his sword next to his shirt and rose from Miaka’s grasp.
At this point in time Hotohori recognized Miaka trying desperately to compose herself, as her bra and panties were on the floor. It was definitely so not the latest fashion trend for a 15 year old girl to be clothed in, in front of two boys of 18yrs.
Miaka’s presence and … appearance, had caught Hotohori off guard, as Tamahome struck him in the face with his clenched fist. “Don’t you EVER, EVER look at her that way again!” Screamed Tamahome in rage that matched Hotohori’s.
Quite taken aback by Tamahome, Hotohori through up his sword in attack. Well prepared, Tamahome did the same and the two battled ferociously.
Miaka at any other time would have pleaded but all she did now was cry. She knew she couldn’t stop the two and nothing else would either. Unless their was some sort of a miracle, nothing would or could stop the pair accept for … Death.
The two fought and soon the confined room was not enough to contain them. They moved out into the hall way not even noticing Nuriko standing in pure shock at his two friends fighting to the death in front of him.
Miaka stumbled out into Nuriko’s arms and the two cried in fright for their lovers.
Hotohori grabbed Tamahome’s shirt in an attempt to push him down, But the both of them just wound up falling over a ledge and rolling down a hill in the palace.
“ugghhh.” Cried Tamahome as he felt a heavy being on top of him. Hotohori opened his eyes to see that he was on top of Tamahome in a very erotic manor. Both gasping for breath, to the casual on looker this would seem as though the two were a hot and heavy couple. But that isn’t possible right!… or is it.
Tasuki: What huh ? I don\'t even like girls what the hell..????
Me: Oh we can fix thatheheheh*grins evil possessive smile*
Tasuki: HUh nOOOOOOO..... hey what are you- dont touch that! What is that ? Hey were are you gonna put ..???? Whoa whoa nOOOOOOOOOOOOOO somebody save me Riekka shienn.... no why didnt it work no0....
A little while later: *Tasuki is rapped up with blindfolds and cuffs *
Me: hehehe I win....
Tasuki : *Shakes head*
Me: hehe anywho on with the story
Forever in love?
As the moonlight shone down through the window, a slight breeze drifted in blowing miaka\'s hair out of her face. Miaka and Tamahome sat together, held in each others arms, kissing passionately. Anyone could see that the couple loved one another. They cared for each other deeply and in a way they were soul mates.
Hotohori stood out side on the deck/porch of his palace. ‘Should I go and see her or is it to late?’ He wondered as he looked up at the sky and constellations. Thinking thoughtfully about his love, Miaka, he didn’t realize his friend Nuriko staring at him from around the corner.
As Hotohori thought of the time he had first met Miaka and she had thought he was a woman, and the time when he proposed to her, and the countless times when he had saved her life. Most of all he thought of Tamahome. He hated that man and yet he thought he was wonderful in the way that he had Miaka and he could kiss her and touch her and sleep with her because they were in love. But on the other hand whenever Tamahome was around, a beautiful smile crept up on miaka’s precious face. Did he ever not love that smile?! No he couldn’t say so.
At that moment a smile crept up on Hotohori’s face as he decided to go up to Miaka’s apartments. As Hotohori left, Nuriko thought ‘Where is he going?’ as the love of his life left him alone in the night. Needless to say Nuriko’s curiosity got the best of him as he crept down the hall following Hotohori whilst taking great care not to be heard.
Nuriko, trying as hard as he was, caused many things to crash and brake. But to much to his surprise, Hotohori didn’t even notice. But then again he was so preoccupied listening to another sound. Unheard by Nuriko, the sounds of extreme kissing came from Miaka’s apartments as well as the significant rustling from cloths.
The smile that had once been upon Hotohori’s face was now replaced with one of such anger, for he had instantly known who was with Miaka…TAMAHOME!
Sword drawn, Hotohori burst into Miaka’s room, angry as hell. Tamahome’s head moved and was met by a pointy sword and dagger like stare. Tamahome, at that point grabbed his sword next to his shirt and rose from Miaka’s grasp.
At this point in time Hotohori recognized Miaka trying desperately to compose herself, as her bra and panties were on the floor. It was definitely so not the latest fashion trend for a 15 year old girl to be clothed in, in front of two boys of 18yrs.
Miaka’s presence and … appearance, had caught Hotohori off guard, as Tamahome struck him in the face with his clenched fist. “Don’t you EVER, EVER look at her that way again!” Screamed Tamahome in rage that matched Hotohori’s.
Quite taken aback by Tamahome, Hotohori through up his sword in attack. Well prepared, Tamahome did the same and the two battled ferociously.
Miaka at any other time would have pleaded but all she did now was cry. She knew she couldn’t stop the two and nothing else would either. Unless their was some sort of a miracle, nothing would or could stop the pair accept for … Death.
The two fought and soon the confined room was not enough to contain them. They moved out into the hall way not even noticing Nuriko standing in pure shock at his two friends fighting to the death in front of him.
Miaka stumbled out into Nuriko’s arms and the two cried in fright for their lovers.
Hotohori grabbed Tamahome’s shirt in an attempt to push him down, But the both of them just wound up falling over a ledge and rolling down a hill in the palace.
“ugghhh.” Cried Tamahome as he felt a heavy being on top of him. Hotohori opened his eyes to see that he was on top of Tamahome in a very erotic manor. Both gasping for breath, to the casual on looker this would seem as though the two were a hot and heavy couple. But that isn’t possible right!… or is it.