He’s always had the underlying hunger. There was even a time he thought he might have been a vampire; but it wasn’t just blood he aimed for. Sometimes he ate the flesh that he tore off as well ( Read more... )

It was another normal day for them. Koishi and Akito had just returned from freshening up after their practice run to find Kazuo holding both twins in a headlock as they tried unsuccessfully to escape from the strong grip ( Read more... )

When they were found supporting each other on the return walk, Hirotaka had a very few choice words for them. Kazuo just grinned and bore through the lecture. And a glance at Akito showed he was doing the same with a faint smile; after all they may have been a bit bruised and battered but they still managed to take out a camp of almost fifty of ( Read more... )

The sky was his favorite place to go; the feel of the wind ruffling fur and feathers alike as he soared through the always changing sky ( Read more... )

Koishi grumbled as she rubbed her hands together in an attempt to ward off the cold numbing them.

“It’s fucking freezing. Why are we out here again?” She cursed, staring with narrowed eyes at the crouched figure by the small stream.

“I’m out here to catch fish. You decided to follow.”

She grunted in reply with a frown marring her face, eyeing the back ( Read more... )

Koishi tsked as she dabbed a cotton ball on a large scrape on Akito’s cheek. She knew from the averted gaze and barest downturn of his lips that he was pouting. A dap to a scratch under his left eye had him twitching with a hiss and turning a blank glare at her ( Read more... )