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 "Amaimon, why are you here?" You sigh out and rest your head in your hands, half in embarrassment that you were sitting on his lap in the middle of a park, half in awe of his bold exposure to the academy. "This is way to close to school for you. One of the other exorcists is going to see you if your not careful, you know?"        The green haired demon rests his head on yours and lazily wraps his arm around your shoulders. "Hmm. It's not like they can hurt me."   You raise one eyebrow at the green haired man. "Rin hurt you before, remember?" With a hiss, Amaimon's arms constricted around your body painfully and his head presses down on to

"RESHIRAM, YOU'RE LIGHTING THE FOREST ON FIRE! ZEKROM, STOP PROVOKING HIM!" You scream at your two legendary pokemon, two who had been seemingly unsafe from the epidemic. Your Sylveon rested comfortably on your shoulder, and you could swear you heard her sigh at their antics. Pushing the bickering legendaries away from eachother.    "But ________!" Reshiram growls. "Zekrom is saying that since you caught him first, he's your favorite!" "I am, your favorite, right ________?" Zekroms low, masculine voice rumbles from right next to your head and you can feel his hot breath on your ear. "W-W-Wha- What?! That's what this is about? Seriously guys

"I'm b-omph!" As you walk into the small apartment you own in Castelia city, a black blur tackles you to the floor, causing a major landslide of groceries. "U-umbreon!"   The yellow-ringed poke-human nuzzles into your neck and bores vibrant golden orbs into your (e/c) with such intensity it feels almost wrong not to look away. "....Late...." He murmurs into your skin. About to die of heat overload you quickly scoot yourself out from underneath the offending pokemon and, to his annoyance, the wall becomes rather interesting. "You were out with those guys again, weren't you?"    "S-so?! They're friends, I should get to hang out with guys ot

You wrung your hands and paced the room. Tension was high and your stress levels were through the roof. This day only came once in every woman's life and you had never guessed such a happy occasion could be so nerve wracking. You were on the verge of puking, but you swore that if anyone did anything to ruin this day, even you, you would personally beat them to a bloody pulp. After all, the groom was waiting only a few doors away.    Shizuo Heiwajima had never been so nervous in his entire life. His body trembled and he was sweating in places that he never knew he could sweat in. He was the most dangerous man in Ikebukero, the one person you

You were a soldier. You had been on the receiving end of cuts and bruises, broken limbs and head injuries that left you reeling for days on end. They all hurt. They all caused pain, some both emotional and physical. But you wore every scar like a trophy, every bruise like you were proud of it. You were smart. You were strong. You were kind. You let everyone around you know exactly what you felt, even if some may have thought it rude and blunt. You were popular in your small squad, and popular outside of it too, though your skill never went to your head. You were strong, yes, but as a soldier you were dispensable.       But you didn't truly

Seeing as you were the only person that Ciel Phantomhive could call family, it was entirely unforgivable for his butler to act this way towards you. The raven haired, red eyed man constantly tried to drive you away from his master, even though you had done so much for the small bluenette that's mind was years ahead of his age. Seeing how even-temepered and kind you were, it's not like any of his attempts worked. In fact, you were to naive to even  notice  that this tall, good looking man had anything against you.        And honestly, that wasn't true either. Sebastian Michaelis didn't hate you, not in the least bit of the sense. But he coul

It had been a year. A year since he had told her he hated her, that he never wanted her back. She had been broken for the longest time, shocked and in utter betrayal, her heart crumbling around her like it had been made of sand this whole time. What had she done? Sure, she had started to befriend other countries, but wasn't he the one who had told her she needed to stop being so self conscious and make new friends? She could still remember his emotionless face as he told her she wasn't needed anymore, that he didn't love her. It was painted vividly forever on her mind.           So it came as a rather large surprise to her when, after all

             You sighed as you leaned back in bed. You might be crazy. Honestly, insane was  a better word for it. Groaning you fling the thermometer you had just pulled out of your mouth in the general direction of your desk. When you had told your parents earlier, they reprimanded you. Most people, they said, had the good sense not to get sick on a test day. Most people wore more then just a bathing suit outside in a rainstorm. In fact, most people tried to avoid going outside in a rainstorm period.            But most people weren't Haruka Nanase.           No, only someone as crazy and idiotic and water obsessed as Haruka would agree