Rating: M I guess Warning: If you are sensitive enough, you will know the user of usernames.So you can say its a tiny bit of spoiler if you don't already know.
Title: THINGS YOU SHOULD AND SHOULD NOT KNOW -----------------
[BYAKURAN LEFT THE CHATROOM]
[SETTON LEFT THE CHATROOM]
[KANRA JOIN THE CHATROOM]
KANRA: Eh?
KANRA: Everyone is not here?
YAMADA TAROU: Bad timing, Kanra-san. ;w;
YAMADA TAROU: It’s late, and everyone is leaving. And I have to sleep now, too- or else I won’t be getting up in the morning. Sorry..
KANRA: Hee?
KANRA: Too bad~
KANRA: Okay then, have a good night sleep Yamada Tarou-san
YAMADA TAROU: Good night.
[YAMADA TAROU LEFT THE CHATROOM]
[KANRA LEFT THE CHATROOM]
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[CHATROOM IS EMPTY]
*** The number on top left-hand side of the monitor flashed, replaced by another number.
03:28 AM.
And Orihara Izaya had to yawn to this. It’s pretty late- even for a night person like him.
***
[KARIN JOIN THE CHATROOM]
KARIN: Nightie night~~
KARIN: No one’s here?
KARIN: Haneda-san, Chie-san~
Karin is writing message.
Haneda is writing message.
Karin stopped writing message.
HANEDA: Night.
KARIN: Ah. There you are~
KARIN: I thought no one is here. I was about to say goodbye, but gladly you’re still there.
HANEDA: I left a bit for a cup of espresso.
KARIN: I see!
KARIN: It’s late after all- right, Haneda-san?
HANEDA: Yea right.
KARIN: It sure is a boring night~ ( ‘ A ’ )~
Karin is writing message.
Karin stopped writing message.
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Karin is writing message. . . . Karin is writing message.
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Karin is writing message.
Karin is writing message.
Karin is writing message.
Karin is writing message.
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KARIN: Say~
KARIN: Is Haneda-san in the mood of something naughty?
Up until this, there are three things that pissed Orihara Izaya off.
First. Things doesn’t go as he planned. He expected that Haneda guy to just let Karin treat him. He didn’t.
Second. He somehow pictured Haneda as a certain blond haired guy with blue sunglasses and a bartender suit.
Third.
He is hard as fuck.
***
HANEDA: Let’s finished up.
HANEDA: Face the wall.
KARIN: mm
HANEDA: Taking off my own trouser, sliding my shaft into your opening
KARIN: a--ah- nggh-
HANEDA: pushed deeper, burying all of it inside
KARIN: AH!
HANEDA: pulled out, and thrust in once more,
HANEDA: again.
HANEDA: And again.
KARIN: Ah~ Faster! Ah! Nggh!
HANEDA: pant. Faster.
KARIN: more. Nggh
HANEDA: you’re tight
KARIN: mmmm ngghh
HANEDA: thrust
KARIN: ah- ah-nhgh
Haneda is writing message.
Karin is writing message.
Haneda stopped writing message.
Karin stopped writing message.
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***
He gritted his teeth. His hand moved rapidly.
Then, a long groan escaped.
*** . . . . .
Haneda is writing message.
HANEDA: must go off now.
KARIN: Sure~ It was great <3
[HANEDA LEFT THE CHATROOM]
[KARIN LEFT THE CHATROOM]
*** A town that never sleeps- Ikebokuro it is. Along the way, people find questions, and sometimes they seek for answer-- Some don't, for they are scared of the cruelness of reality.
Orihara Izaya for one; is the type of person who will seek all answers a town will offer.
But sometimes… Sometimes. Things, are good to be left unknown.
“Yumacchi! You know- I just went back from my nap and checked the chatroom, and two of the member started a cyber sex.” A certain black haired girl laughed. “Anyway, do you know who HANEDA is?” she continued, looking at Walker who was watching an anime show.
“Last time I know, Shizuo-san did once or twice go with that name.”
“EH?”
“What, what?”
A pair of eyes now started to scan the chatlog. Again. And Again.
“Ne, Yumacchi,” The girl flustered if not a little bit brighter. “Talking about coincidences… Karin. Is somehow sounds like. Iza-iza in gender-bending version, don’t you think?”
A/N: The usernames on the first chatlog (with setton) are all true. Though, the rest, are made up. I mean, people can use whatever name they want ;P Sorry if it isn't just as visual as it should be XDXDXD
Warning: If you are sensitive enough, you will know the user of usernames.So you can say its a tiny bit of spoiler if you don't already know.
Title: THINGS YOU SHOULD AND SHOULD NOT KNOW
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[BYAKURAN LEFT THE CHATROOM]
[SETTON LEFT THE CHATROOM]
[KANRA JOIN THE CHATROOM]
KANRA: Eh?
KANRA: Everyone is not here?
YAMADA TAROU: Bad timing, Kanra-san. ;w;
YAMADA TAROU: It’s late, and everyone is leaving. And I have to sleep now, too- or else I won’t be getting up in the morning. Sorry..
KANRA: Hee?
KANRA: Too bad~
KANRA: Okay then, have a good night sleep Yamada Tarou-san
YAMADA TAROU: Good night.
[YAMADA TAROU LEFT THE CHATROOM]
[KANRA LEFT THE CHATROOM]
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[CHATROOM IS EMPTY]
***
The number on top left-hand side of the monitor flashed, replaced by another number.
03:28 AM.
And Orihara Izaya had to yawn to this. It’s pretty late- even for a night person like him.
***
[KARIN JOIN THE CHATROOM]
KARIN: Nightie night~~
KARIN: No one’s here?
KARIN: Haneda-san, Chie-san~
Karin is writing message.
Haneda is writing message.
Karin stopped writing message.
HANEDA: Night.
KARIN: Ah. There you are~
KARIN: I thought no one is here. I was about to say goodbye, but gladly you’re still there.
HANEDA: I left a bit for a cup of espresso.
KARIN: I see!
KARIN: It’s late after all- right, Haneda-san?
HANEDA: Yea right.
KARIN: It sure is a boring night~ ( ‘ A ’ )~
Karin is writing message.
Karin stopped writing message.
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Karin is writing message.
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KARIN: Say~
KARIN: Is Haneda-san in the mood of something naughty?
***
Reply
By this moment, you might or might not to be able to tell, but it is not particularly his hobby to disguise as a girl when he’s online.
And it is not particularly his habit to initiate a cyber sex, too.
It is just his hobby to toy with new people. And the subject, actually, does not limit itself.
And that; just might include sex.
***
HANEDA: What is wrong with you
KARIN: What are you wearing now, Haneda-san?
KARIN: By the way, I can wear anything you liked me to wear.
KARIN: Black tight
Haneda is writing message.
KARIN: Leather skirt
KARIN: Frills
Haneda is writing message.
KARIN: With or without the bunny ears?
Haneda is writing message.
KARIN: Bunny girls outfit
KARIN: A coat with nothing underneath
Haneda stopped writing message.
KARIN: Maid costumes
KARIN: Apron?
KARIN: Haneda-san~?
HANEDA: That.
KARIN: Eh? The apron?
KARIN: So Haneda-san is that type of guy~
HANEDA: The coat.
***
Izaya’s expression was between disappointment and awe- somewhere, something with the mixture of both.
The thing that stricken him; is the coat.
Why coat, among all other fetishes? Frills, leathers, aprons or anything 'moe' was to be expected. Not the coat.
***
KARIN: Ne,
KARIN: Ha~ Ne~ Da~ Sa~ N~
KARIN: What do I do with my coat? Mmh?
HANEDA: Nothing. No need taking it off yet
KARIN: So then, let me leans on, opening my mouth, forcing my lips sucked into yours.
KARIN: With my tongue roaming inches of your mouth.
KARIN: Tasting every bit of your flavor, biting your lower lip playfully.
KARIN: Ara?
KARIN: You tasted like tobacco.
HANEDA: pinned you on the wall, hands gripping your two wrists above your head.
KARIN: Are we in the alley?
HANEDA: Do you even care? You don’t play with fire if you’re scared to get burned.
KARIN: Hahaha~
Karin is writing message.
HANEDA: I bit your neck
Karin stopped writing message.
HANEDA: Harder, leaving a red mark on your skin.
KARIN: Ngggh-- --
HANEDA: Opening your coat using my teeth, finger trailing down.
KARIN: Now that my hands are free- I can do whatever I like, right?
KARIN: Like for example,
KARIN: unbuckling your belt.
Haneda is writing message.
KARIN: Taking off your trous-
KARIN: mm.. Before that, should I touch it first?
KARIN: I can feel the top of your shaft.
Haneda stopped writing message.
KARIN: Ara-is it getting hard?
HANEDA: Didn’t I tell you. You don’t play with fire
HANEDA: Now, let us just see your reaction when I shove my two fingers inside you-like this.
***
Reply
First. Things doesn’t go as he planned. He expected that Haneda guy to just let Karin treat him. He didn’t.
Second. He somehow pictured Haneda as a certain blond haired guy with blue sunglasses and a bartender suit.
Third.
He is hard as fuck.
***
HANEDA: Let’s finished up.
HANEDA: Face the wall.
KARIN: mm
HANEDA: Taking off my own trouser, sliding my shaft into your opening
KARIN: a--ah- nggh-
HANEDA: pushed deeper, burying all of it inside
KARIN: AH!
HANEDA: pulled out, and thrust in once more,
HANEDA: again.
HANEDA: And again.
KARIN: Ah~ Faster! Ah! Nggh!
HANEDA: pant. Faster.
KARIN: more. Nggh
HANEDA: you’re tight
KARIN: mmmm ngghh
HANEDA: thrust
KARIN: ah- ah-nhgh
Haneda is writing message.
Karin is writing message.
Haneda stopped writing message.
Karin stopped writing message.
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He gritted his teeth. His hand moved rapidly.
Then, a long groan escaped.
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Haneda is writing message.
HANEDA: must go off now.
KARIN: Sure~ It was great <3
[HANEDA LEFT THE CHATROOM]
[KARIN LEFT THE CHATROOM]
***
A town that never sleeps- Ikebokuro it is. Along the way, people find questions, and sometimes they seek for answer-- Some don't, for they are scared of the cruelness of reality.
Orihara Izaya for one; is the type of person who will seek all answers a town will offer.
But sometimes… Sometimes. Things, are good to be left unknown.
***
Reply
“Last time I know, Shizuo-san did once or twice go with that name.”
“EH?”
“What, what?”
A pair of eyes now started to scan the chatlog. Again. And Again.
“Ne, Yumacchi,” The girl flustered if not a little bit brighter. “Talking about coincidences… Karin. Is somehow sounds like. Iza-iza in gender-bending version, don’t you think?”
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[CHIE LEFT THE CHATROOM]
[THE CHATROOM IS EMPTY]
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FIN
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Sorry if it isn't just as visual as it should be XDXDXD
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