Tales of Innocence - Starlit Night
Double posting?XD
ToI telenovela, Nina?XDXDXD *shoots self* OK, that's a joke.x_x;;;
As I've said... I didn't have much confidence in posting this ToI fic...
~~~
"You look perfect," one of his brothers spoke, his hand reaching down on Spada's skirt and lifting it up to feel the youngest Belforma's legs, "This complete's our Nightly Rituals, huh?" that's how they call their dirty little secret. Another brother inquires to the others who agreed.
The youngest of the brothers will be the girl who'll take in his brothers' desires.
Pairing: 6BelformaBrothersXSpada, RicardoXSpada
Rating: R
Notes: I tried my best with the smut... I know I'm bad at it.
Brutal (kind-of) gang rape and some more hinted sex.
If you know how sick I am when it comes to my kink and uke's, yes, I am evil, disturbing and masochistic.
It's angst, but I can't help but think of how silly the scenes would look like...
Imagine, all 3 men are wearing their respective colorful Starlight Dresses for fun.8D
Also, NO SPOILERS and completely Un-beta-ed! WTH Yay I am so dead.<3
-~*Starlit Night
"Spada-niichan, how come you look too comfortable in those?" at last Hermana asks what's been bugging her eversince they began taking Guild Quests. She noticed that Spada seemed too accustomed to wearing the dresses and skirts. It was weird, for she knew only girls should be used to those...
Iria, who was beside them as they walk, perks up. She wanted to ask Spada about that as well.
Spada stops, his skirt gracefully moving with him, "What? They're nice!" he replies with his usual overconfident grin. His friends just stared back, it didn't look like he was lying.
"Uhm... Spada... That's not the problem..." Ruca whispers, still blushing at his current appearance in the white Starlight Dress, "This is... a girl's dress..." he finishes, looking uneasy and tugging on his dress. He was slightly envious of the older swordsman who was simply wearing the dress like he had always been wearing one.
Ange claps her hands together, "My, my, Spada-kun's probably one of the lucky few men who doesn't mind dresses!" she happily said, "He fully appreciates their beauty," she was too entertained wathing the men in their dresses... Manly legs showing and all...
"He probably got dresses up as a girl by his siblings..." Iria guessed, "... Oh wait! You only have brothers, right?" she recalls, thinking that he might've had been dressed up if he got sisters.
"Spada?" they noticed the young noble became quiet. His expression was dark and the atmosphere around him was troubling. Before they could speak again, Spada flashes them a wider grin, "I was the prettiest of ALL the Belforma brothers!" the worry from his friends disappears, "Since they wanted a little sister, they dressed me up and treated me like a girl when we were younger!" he proudly did a curtsy in front of Ruca, took the confused boy's hand and gracefully danced him around.
Iria raises a brow as she watched, "I bet they even took you out on parties like this," she grumbled, "Lucky, Obocchama..."
Spada kept his grin on as he danced in the female's position but was leading the poor Ruca, "Oh yeah, they really fooled everyone with the pretty me around--!" the only time his grin faltered was when Ruca accidentally stepped on his foot, "-- Ow! Hey!" he shouts at the younger boy who let's go and began chanting a stream of apologies, but Spada says not to mind it, since he's used to getting stepped on by crappy dancers anyway.
Ricardo simply smiles at Spada who was now going for Ange. The holy woman just slaps him away, knowing he'll be pulling off another perverted move, 'I'm a girl right now! Can't I hug you all I want~!?' he heard the green haired boy cry out to his client.
It slightly took Ricardo's mind off of being embarassed and troubled with the yellow Starlight Dress he was wearing... But he couldn't help but think about what Spada really meant by his brothers, 'Wanting a little sister to play with.' He's known nobles for a long time now and he knows each family has it's share of dark secrets...
The actions of the noble, who was wearing the green Starlight Dress, bothered him...
~
"Ngh...!" Spada gasps as his brother presses deeper in him. It was painful. All he could do was tightly grasp the bed sheets. He didn't want to hold onto any of his perverted brothers, they'll just play with him more, "Ah... aah...!" he tried to keep himself from moaning.
He shouldn't give in to them. If he gives them the pleasure of hearing his moans or screams, they'll be more turned on and their session will take longer... No, it doesn't matter. They'll still surely take their turns with him... But he didn't want to give in...
He's stubborn like that and his brothers just wants to break him more.
"You're a strong kid, right? This is nothing compared to your daily sword training!" the older Belforma who was in him goes in deeper, Spada opens his mouth but no voice came out for another one of his brothers forcefully presses his lips on his.
Spada was too busy with his brothers' tongue in his mouth and being penetrated at the same time when he felt a hand on his cock. He just had to pull away from his kisser, "Wh-why do that... if you guys want an illusion of ah... girl!?" he nagged before his brother pulls him back in a bruising kiss.
The brother whose hands were around his cock grunts, "Shut up, bitch, just play along!" but then he lets go, "A girl, huh?" he began to think, Spada didn't like the evil smile his brother was making now. He never liked it when he opens his mouth to say something-- it ALWAYS gets him in more trouble.
Ash-grey eyes widens as that brother heads beside the other Belforma who was taking him. He removes his pants in a hurry and asks, "Think it'll fit?" they exchanged glances and they nod. Spada heard one of his brothers mention that they're hitting on a 'girl' so two people should at least fit cause they have two entrances. This made his stomach churn.
What did he just say again? What were his brothers thinking!?
"You asked for it, gorgeous. Let's see if you can still hold in that lovely voice of yours, eh?" the other brothers stops what they were doing as they stood to watch their two brothers try to fit in their youngest, 'No way... it won't--!'
"Ha... AAAH!!!" Spada's tears spill as he screams. An unbearable pain rushes throuought his body as another lubed cock forces it's way in his already ruined entrance...
~
'So hot...'
Spada's brothers have raped him enough that his body's asking to be touched, to feel another body's warmth-- but his brothers aren't with him... and he doesn't want to bother his travelling companions with his filthy need.
He locked himself up in the Inn's bathroom that night and impatiently fumbled under his dress, reaching for his now hardened cock, "Aaah... hn..." His dress was slightly falling off from his now sweaty shoulders, then he raises his skirt above his hip so he won't have to clean it much with the mess he'll be making afterwards.
'Shit. I still need to clean this dress up later...' he inwardly cursed.
Touching himself was the only thing he could do to lessen his desire, but it's getting worse lately, 'Not enough...' he stared at his self on the bathroom's mirror. He was in a dress, bangs falling over his eyes, sweaty, in heat. Spada hated this image, 'I'm sick, I get turned on with myself...' he gasps as he hasten his hands' pace, "Brother...!" he didn't know whose name to moan, he just calls out for his brohers who were not there...
He came after a few minutes, but he still wasn't satisfied... his body craved to be in pain, to be violated more. "Shit. Shit. Shit... What have they done to me...!?" he sat there on the bathroom, covers his face with his hands and began crying...
~
Spada was walking back to their room when he saw the mercenary, still clad in his now sparkling yellow dress, walking around the hallway, "Where were you?" Ricardo asks.
The green haired boy didn't want to face him. The hallway was dimly lit, but the light his dress was giving off was enough to show that his eyes were red and dull from crying. "Can't a guy take a bathroom break?" Spada passed Ricardo. But before he could get in the room, he felt a strong grip on his arm, "Wh-what do you want, old man!?" Spada wasn't in the mood for games, he wanted to sleep before he starts wanting to touch himself again.
"Were you crying...?" Ricardo pulls back the unwilling boy out in the hallway.
"I-it's none of your business..." Spada sounded like he's about to cry again.
Ricardo's hold on him was tight. Just like Spada's brothers when they hold him down...
Spada knew he needed to stop thinking there. It was wrong to compare Ricardo and his bastard brothers.
He heard the mercenary sigh and he felt the arm let go, "If you need anything, just tell me next time. I might be able to help," after that said, he slowly turns to walk back in their room mumbling, 'These kids are a handful...' while he corrects his dress' sleeves on his shoulders.
Spada couldn't comprehend what Ricardo just said, "Wh-what do you know of the help I need!?" he was angry, his voice was as well, but he kept it down. The mercenary stops in front of the room's door. "Do you even know what I--!" his words were cut short when Ricardo pushes him up against the wall and started kissing him.
"I know what you need, Belforma," Ricardo whispers when their lips parted. Spada just stared back.
He was still stunned at what his comrade just did, but that didn't stop his thoughts from lingering... 'Maybe... the old man really was like my brothers...' Spada felt his respect for Ricardo slowly fading, 'You gonna rape me or what?' his heart was breaking. He was frightened to know that one of his comrades might be another person he'll start to hate... and it was even the man he came to respect...
... Still, Spada wished he was just thinking too much...
"Do you wanna do this somewhere private, old man?" he stares up at the older man's blue eyes. A provoking grin was on his face and his voice needy...
... He really hates himself for behaving like that.
Ricardo silently nods, carrying Spada back to the bathroom where he was awhile ago. "Sorry it couldn't be a more comfortable place, like on the bed in our room," Ricardo was lifting up his skirt as he spoke, "I didn't want to wake Milda."
The man's apology got Spada wondering. Why was Ricardo apologising? Now he began chuckling, "It'll look and feel awkward if we do it while wearing these dresses, don't you think?" Ricardo asks. The swordsman didn't reply, he continues, "This is not really my kink, but we got no choice..." he let out a sigh.
Spada couldn't feel any suspicious evil intentions from the man. He was now skeptic if Ricardo's even serious in doing it with him...
'What's going on?' the question repeats in his head over and over, even until Ricardo went over him and began to gently kiss his naked neck. "R-Ricardo..." he moans the name, his thoughts abandoned, as he felt the man's hand reach under his skirt. At that moment, he wanted to completely stop thinking...
"Belforma, I don't want to hurt you... You're still a kid so I'll be gentle with you on this," Ricardo whispers close to Spada's ear that gave him shivers.
Spada thought that maybe he was thinking too much... He couldn't help but smile even if he was called a 'kid' by this man again...
He pulls the mercenary closer to him, 'Gentle...?' he never knew that existed when people do it. Tears began to fill his eyes again, but Ricardo didn't notice, 'I guess... you're different...' he tightly embraces the man.
He was relieved... too relieved... He felt bad for doubting Ricardo, but the man's intentions were clear now-- he reall just wanted to help.
"Belforma?" Ricardo calls out when he noticed his partner was being too quiet. "... Don't be gentle with me," Spada commanded the older man who frowns as a reply, "Are you sure?" Ricardo asks again, sounding unhappy about being rough on the boy.
Spada had never felt this kind of kindness when his brothers do him every night, "Y-yeah..." he unsurely replies. Maybe this will be the last time he wanted to feel pain?
"You... never knew the meaning of love-making, huh?" Ricardo inquires, Spada shook his head, "Fine, I'll be rough on you tonight, but the next time we do this, I'll be gentle. Is that fine with you?" he smiles as he watched Spada whimper as he began to feel up the boy's bare hip.
... Did Ricardo hinted that he would want to do this again...?
Spada gave a sound of agreement, "I'll be... looking forward to that..." he lightly kisses the man's lips, then he smiles. "Ah...!" he gasps as Ricardo raises his hip.
"Ready...?" Ricardo asks.
"Yeah..."
~
After cleaning up, the two silently walks back to their room. They check up on their youngest male companion-- who was still fast asleep, before they headed to their own beds, "Ricardo," Spada calls out and Ricardo turns to him, "Th-thank you..." he mumbles, his face red from embarassment. Ricardo simply replies with a gentle smile, then he re he felt satisfied and happy. And he owes it all to Ricardo. 'Thank you...' he whispers again towards the man on the other bed.
Spada doesn't mind if Ricardo has no feelings for him. Even now, Spada's got mixed feelings for the mercenary, but he gave the man's words some thinking... he did mention 'Love-Making' and it probably had a deeper meaning...
... He just had to find out in the next coming nights...
~Wakas
052508
Uhhh... The Starlight Dress' description (forgot to tell you about this, Nina XD) 'A mysterious dress that only lights up at night.' Since the events in my fic happened at night, I was thinking that the Ossan and the Obocchama were all sparkly and shiny while they were doing it.XD<3<3<3 Nice effects, huh?
There are 4 insert quick sketches. They're not my best sketches, but I did them while I was writing the story...
I did my best to lazily color at least the last pic-- cause I think those two would be lovely like that.
My art suffers when I write...
Sequel? Geez, I don't even think I did OK with this.x_x;; I'm so dead... *hides*
I'm currently working on a HypnosXThanatos/GardleXRicardo (with RicaSpaRica on the side). But since a lot of people aren't fond of my beloved Gardle, I don't think I'll pursue on typing it. Yes, I'm writing it in my fic notebook.Xp
This fic already took me a few days to retype from my fic ntbk to the compy, oh wow... I wish all the fixing I did was worth it...
I just love good endings.<3<3<3
ToI telenovela, Nina?XDXDXD *shoots self* OK, that's a joke.x_x;;;
As I've said... I didn't have much confidence in posting this ToI fic...
~~~
"You look perfect," one of his brothers spoke, his hand reaching down on Spada's skirt and lifting it up to feel the youngest Belforma's legs, "This complete's our Nightly Rituals, huh?" that's how they call their dirty little secret. Another brother inquires to the others who agreed.
The youngest of the brothers will be the girl who'll take in his brothers' desires.
Pairing: 6BelformaBrothersXSpada, RicardoXSpada
Rating: R
Notes: I tried my best with the smut... I know I'm bad at it.
Brutal (kind-of) gang rape and some more hinted sex.
If you know how sick I am when it comes to my kink and uke's, yes, I am evil, disturbing and masochistic.
It's angst, but I can't help but think of how silly the scenes would look like...
Imagine, all 3 men are wearing their respective colorful Starlight Dresses for fun.8D
Also, NO SPOILERS and completely Un-beta-ed! WTH Yay I am so dead.<3
-~*Starlit Night
"Spada-niichan, how come you look too comfortable in those?" at last Hermana asks what's been bugging her eversince they began taking Guild Quests. She noticed that Spada seemed too accustomed to wearing the dresses and skirts. It was weird, for she knew only girls should be used to those...
Iria, who was beside them as they walk, perks up. She wanted to ask Spada about that as well.
Spada stops, his skirt gracefully moving with him, "What? They're nice!" he replies with his usual overconfident grin. His friends just stared back, it didn't look like he was lying.
"Uhm... Spada... That's not the problem..." Ruca whispers, still blushing at his current appearance in the white Starlight Dress, "This is... a girl's dress..." he finishes, looking uneasy and tugging on his dress. He was slightly envious of the older swordsman who was simply wearing the dress like he had always been wearing one.
Ange claps her hands together, "My, my, Spada-kun's probably one of the lucky few men who doesn't mind dresses!" she happily said, "He fully appreciates their beauty," she was too entertained wathing the men in their dresses... Manly legs showing and all...
"He probably got dresses up as a girl by his siblings..." Iria guessed, "... Oh wait! You only have brothers, right?" she recalls, thinking that he might've had been dressed up if he got sisters.
"Spada?" they noticed the young noble became quiet. His expression was dark and the atmosphere around him was troubling. Before they could speak again, Spada flashes them a wider grin, "I was the prettiest of ALL the Belforma brothers!" the worry from his friends disappears, "Since they wanted a little sister, they dressed me up and treated me like a girl when we were younger!" he proudly did a curtsy in front of Ruca, took the confused boy's hand and gracefully danced him around.
Iria raises a brow as she watched, "I bet they even took you out on parties like this," she grumbled, "Lucky, Obocchama..."
Spada kept his grin on as he danced in the female's position but was leading the poor Ruca, "Oh yeah, they really fooled everyone with the pretty me around--!" the only time his grin faltered was when Ruca accidentally stepped on his foot, "-- Ow! Hey!" he shouts at the younger boy who let's go and began chanting a stream of apologies, but Spada says not to mind it, since he's used to getting stepped on by crappy dancers anyway.
Ricardo simply smiles at Spada who was now going for Ange. The holy woman just slaps him away, knowing he'll be pulling off another perverted move, 'I'm a girl right now! Can't I hug you all I want~!?' he heard the green haired boy cry out to his client.
It slightly took Ricardo's mind off of being embarassed and troubled with the yellow Starlight Dress he was wearing... But he couldn't help but think about what Spada really meant by his brothers, 'Wanting a little sister to play with.' He's known nobles for a long time now and he knows each family has it's share of dark secrets...
The actions of the noble, who was wearing the green Starlight Dress, bothered him...
~
"Ngh...!" Spada gasps as his brother presses deeper in him. It was painful. All he could do was tightly grasp the bed sheets. He didn't want to hold onto any of his perverted brothers, they'll just play with him more, "Ah... aah...!" he tried to keep himself from moaning.
He shouldn't give in to them. If he gives them the pleasure of hearing his moans or screams, they'll be more turned on and their session will take longer... No, it doesn't matter. They'll still surely take their turns with him... But he didn't want to give in...
He's stubborn like that and his brothers just wants to break him more.
"You're a strong kid, right? This is nothing compared to your daily sword training!" the older Belforma who was in him goes in deeper, Spada opens his mouth but no voice came out for another one of his brothers forcefully presses his lips on his.
Spada was too busy with his brothers' tongue in his mouth and being penetrated at the same time when he felt a hand on his cock. He just had to pull away from his kisser, "Wh-why do that... if you guys want an illusion of ah... girl!?" he nagged before his brother pulls him back in a bruising kiss.
The brother whose hands were around his cock grunts, "Shut up, bitch, just play along!" but then he lets go, "A girl, huh?" he began to think, Spada didn't like the evil smile his brother was making now. He never liked it when he opens his mouth to say something-- it ALWAYS gets him in more trouble.
Ash-grey eyes widens as that brother heads beside the other Belforma who was taking him. He removes his pants in a hurry and asks, "Think it'll fit?" they exchanged glances and they nod. Spada heard one of his brothers mention that they're hitting on a 'girl' so two people should at least fit cause they have two entrances. This made his stomach churn.
What did he just say again? What were his brothers thinking!?
"You asked for it, gorgeous. Let's see if you can still hold in that lovely voice of yours, eh?" the other brothers stops what they were doing as they stood to watch their two brothers try to fit in their youngest, 'No way... it won't--!'
"Ha... AAAH!!!" Spada's tears spill as he screams. An unbearable pain rushes throuought his body as another lubed cock forces it's way in his already ruined entrance...
~
'So hot...'
Spada's brothers have raped him enough that his body's asking to be touched, to feel another body's warmth-- but his brothers aren't with him... and he doesn't want to bother his travelling companions with his filthy need.
He locked himself up in the Inn's bathroom that night and impatiently fumbled under his dress, reaching for his now hardened cock, "Aaah... hn..." His dress was slightly falling off from his now sweaty shoulders, then he raises his skirt above his hip so he won't have to clean it much with the mess he'll be making afterwards.
'Shit. I still need to clean this dress up later...' he inwardly cursed.
Touching himself was the only thing he could do to lessen his desire, but it's getting worse lately, 'Not enough...' he stared at his self on the bathroom's mirror. He was in a dress, bangs falling over his eyes, sweaty, in heat. Spada hated this image, 'I'm sick, I get turned on with myself...' he gasps as he hasten his hands' pace, "Brother...!" he didn't know whose name to moan, he just calls out for his brohers who were not there...
He came after a few minutes, but he still wasn't satisfied... his body craved to be in pain, to be violated more. "Shit. Shit. Shit... What have they done to me...!?" he sat there on the bathroom, covers his face with his hands and began crying...
~
Spada was walking back to their room when he saw the mercenary, still clad in his now sparkling yellow dress, walking around the hallway, "Where were you?" Ricardo asks.
The green haired boy didn't want to face him. The hallway was dimly lit, but the light his dress was giving off was enough to show that his eyes were red and dull from crying. "Can't a guy take a bathroom break?" Spada passed Ricardo. But before he could get in the room, he felt a strong grip on his arm, "Wh-what do you want, old man!?" Spada wasn't in the mood for games, he wanted to sleep before he starts wanting to touch himself again.
"Were you crying...?" Ricardo pulls back the unwilling boy out in the hallway.
"I-it's none of your business..." Spada sounded like he's about to cry again.
Ricardo's hold on him was tight. Just like Spada's brothers when they hold him down...
Spada knew he needed to stop thinking there. It was wrong to compare Ricardo and his bastard brothers.
He heard the mercenary sigh and he felt the arm let go, "If you need anything, just tell me next time. I might be able to help," after that said, he slowly turns to walk back in their room mumbling, 'These kids are a handful...' while he corrects his dress' sleeves on his shoulders.
Spada couldn't comprehend what Ricardo just said, "Wh-what do you know of the help I need!?" he was angry, his voice was as well, but he kept it down. The mercenary stops in front of the room's door. "Do you even know what I--!" his words were cut short when Ricardo pushes him up against the wall and started kissing him.
"I know what you need, Belforma," Ricardo whispers when their lips parted. Spada just stared back.
He was still stunned at what his comrade just did, but that didn't stop his thoughts from lingering... 'Maybe... the old man really was like my brothers...' Spada felt his respect for Ricardo slowly fading, 'You gonna rape me or what?' his heart was breaking. He was frightened to know that one of his comrades might be another person he'll start to hate... and it was even the man he came to respect...
... Still, Spada wished he was just thinking too much...
"Do you wanna do this somewhere private, old man?" he stares up at the older man's blue eyes. A provoking grin was on his face and his voice needy...
... He really hates himself for behaving like that.
Ricardo silently nods, carrying Spada back to the bathroom where he was awhile ago. "Sorry it couldn't be a more comfortable place, like on the bed in our room," Ricardo was lifting up his skirt as he spoke, "I didn't want to wake Milda."
The man's apology got Spada wondering. Why was Ricardo apologising? Now he began chuckling, "It'll look and feel awkward if we do it while wearing these dresses, don't you think?" Ricardo asks. The swordsman didn't reply, he continues, "This is not really my kink, but we got no choice..." he let out a sigh.
Spada couldn't feel any suspicious evil intentions from the man. He was now skeptic if Ricardo's even serious in doing it with him...
'What's going on?' the question repeats in his head over and over, even until Ricardo went over him and began to gently kiss his naked neck. "R-Ricardo..." he moans the name, his thoughts abandoned, as he felt the man's hand reach under his skirt. At that moment, he wanted to completely stop thinking...
"Belforma, I don't want to hurt you... You're still a kid so I'll be gentle with you on this," Ricardo whispers close to Spada's ear that gave him shivers.
Spada thought that maybe he was thinking too much... He couldn't help but smile even if he was called a 'kid' by this man again...
He pulls the mercenary closer to him, 'Gentle...?' he never knew that existed when people do it. Tears began to fill his eyes again, but Ricardo didn't notice, 'I guess... you're different...' he tightly embraces the man.
He was relieved... too relieved... He felt bad for doubting Ricardo, but the man's intentions were clear now-- he reall just wanted to help.
"Belforma?" Ricardo calls out when he noticed his partner was being too quiet. "... Don't be gentle with me," Spada commanded the older man who frowns as a reply, "Are you sure?" Ricardo asks again, sounding unhappy about being rough on the boy.
Spada had never felt this kind of kindness when his brothers do him every night, "Y-yeah..." he unsurely replies. Maybe this will be the last time he wanted to feel pain?
"You... never knew the meaning of love-making, huh?" Ricardo inquires, Spada shook his head, "Fine, I'll be rough on you tonight, but the next time we do this, I'll be gentle. Is that fine with you?" he smiles as he watched Spada whimper as he began to feel up the boy's bare hip.
... Did Ricardo hinted that he would want to do this again...?
Spada gave a sound of agreement, "I'll be... looking forward to that..." he lightly kisses the man's lips, then he smiles. "Ah...!" he gasps as Ricardo raises his hip.
"Ready...?" Ricardo asks.
"Yeah..."
~
After cleaning up, the two silently walks back to their room. They check up on their youngest male companion-- who was still fast asleep, before they headed to their own beds, "Ricardo," Spada calls out and Ricardo turns to him, "Th-thank you..." he mumbles, his face red from embarassment. Ricardo simply replies with a gentle smile, then he re he felt satisfied and happy. And he owes it all to Ricardo. 'Thank you...' he whispers again towards the man on the other bed.
Spada doesn't mind if Ricardo has no feelings for him. Even now, Spada's got mixed feelings for the mercenary, but he gave the man's words some thinking... he did mention 'Love-Making' and it probably had a deeper meaning...
... He just had to find out in the next coming nights...
~Wakas
052508
Uhhh... The Starlight Dress' description (forgot to tell you about this, Nina XD) 'A mysterious dress that only lights up at night.' Since the events in my fic happened at night, I was thinking that the Ossan and the Obocchama were all sparkly and shiny while they were doing it.XD<3<3<3 Nice effects, huh?
There are 4 insert quick sketches. They're not my best sketches, but I did them while I was writing the story...
I did my best to lazily color at least the last pic-- cause I think those two would be lovely like that.
My art suffers when I write...
Sequel? Geez, I don't even think I did OK with this.x_x;; I'm so dead... *hides*
I'm currently working on a HypnosXThanatos/GardleXRicardo (with RicaSpaRica on the side). But since a lot of people aren't fond of my beloved Gardle, I don't think I'll pursue on typing it. Yes, I'm writing it in my fic notebook.Xp
This fic already took me a few days to retype from my fic ntbk to the compy, oh wow... I wish all the fixing I did was worth it...
I just love good endings.<3<3<3