WhiteLilies

“…And with that, we shall strike and conquer!”      Instead of the expected loud cheers and an encore, his declaration was received by blank stares and a short moment of silence. It was not long before someone burst into laughter. He glared at the source of the laughter. It was no other than No. 8, Axel. “Looks like our lil wee Vexy has finally lost his marbles due to too much inhalation of chemicals!” Axel continued to laugh, not giving the slightest bit of attention towards the sharps glare thrown towards him. “Shut up, you imbecile!” Vexen snapped at him, clearly wounded at the

          When he first met him for the first time, he knew that that particular person had something suspicious up his sleeves. He may be a goody two shoes, but Roxas knew, deep inside, that it was a façade. Behind those sparkling blue eyes and happy small smiles, were a pair of cunning devious eyes and plotting smiles. He may be all nice and stuff but Roxas knew, yes, he so very well knew, that Riku was nothing but a closet pervert! Those smirking evil eyes…always trailing after his younger brother’s small fragile back and sometimes, he could almost swear that he heard that guy chuckling softly and those long perverted hands

(A/N- Shounen-ai. Boy's Love. Ghey. But NOT yaoi.) He heaved a deep sigh. He looked at his surroundings; thick wooden trees that stood tall above him and not even a single ray of sunlight penetrated the thick mass of leaves. He sat down beneath a gnarled oak tree feeling completely lost in the unknown setting. A sudden grumble came from his empty stomach. Another sigh was exhaled. At this time, dinner would have been served and he would have begun eating and chatting with everyone about gossips, rumors and plainly about everything else back where he came from. He would then be satiated and had either went back to bed for a long comfortable

‘An angel sent from Heavens…’ That was the first thoughts that popped into his head when he first saw that beautiful figure stepped into his classroom. He swore, as that elegant graceful creature set his foot into his class, there were sparkles and petals that surrounded him, making this youth much lovelier and more attractive. The pen he had in his hand was gripped much tighter. He felt it almost breaking in his hard grip, but he could not help it. Adrenalines were pumping, blood was rushing to his head, his pulse quickened; there was nothing he could do to prevent his crazy heart from thumping madly. “Ah, yes, this

"Roxas, is that - ?" "Yes, Axel, it's blood." "Blood?" "Yes. May I - ?" "BLOOD?" "Axel.." "BLOOD?!?!" "AXEL!!" "What?!" "Calm down." "You're bleeding to death! I won't be calm!" "Axel..."      Roxas stared at his hyperventilating boyfriend in dewilderment. He was numb, he felt no pain... ... only his lip hurt a little from where Axel had bit him during the kiss. "You dumb asshole! Let's get you to Marly before it gets worse!" Axel gritted as he carried the blood-soaked blondie...well, he had attempted to before Roxas swatted his hands away. "It's nothing, Axel. It'll be fine in a minute or two." "No it

(A/N-To all AreKan lovers, I STRONGLY advise you to not read this cause it's depressing and sad. Don't flame me if you have read this cause I've warned you, k? I'm a sad sad person now. Sad sad people write sad sad things so please remove your sight from this if you don't want to see a sad sad AreKan ficcie. And Kanda is not that cool cool Kanda we all know. He's a sad sad character in here cause he's the main character in here.) Rejection (Oneshot) 'Am I too late? Will I make it in time?' his thoughts raced wildly.           If he was too late, he would regret this in his whole life. He would regret not telling the other those three littl