(FIC) Happy Birthday Sagacchi! (June 24th)
I haven't made any graphics, photo manipulation stuff for Saga's birthday. I know it's a little late now. I apologize.
(_ _;;) And I also apologize if what I've got here sucks.
On another note, I am going to take guitar lessons. (^^*) One step closer to actually becoming a musician. pssh~ I've got to start writing new lyrics. I haven't done that since I was a little chibi Yuki!!
And I'm attempting to translate Chizuru... But I think the romaji I got might be wrong... Unless Ruki tends to shorten words and/or make up his own like whomever Hanako was speaking of. I forgot. (x_x;;) Sorry honey!
I was thinking of doing a Tora cosplay. I don't look much like him... But I have a jacket that kinda looks like one of his. I don't know how it's going to work out. Cause to tell you the truth, I look more like Hiroto.
title: Shinshoku (Violation)
Featuring: Alice Nine
Pairing(s): Nao x Saga, Nao x ? x ? x?
Theme: Dirty bathroom
Genre: Twisted, sick, attempt at romance.
Rating: R for rape.
Warning(s): Reipu (rape), violation of my little drummer boy. (><*)
Disclaimer: Saga bit me for trying to steal Nao, and Nao threatened me with a Gundam model when I tried to kidnap Saga... So I currently don't own them. I will some day though!
Notes/Comments: Of course I love my little drummer boy and my bass licking specialist. :3
"All I could think about was this. Your arms around me. How badly I wanted to be in your embrace."
Nao trembled under their touches. Their harsh, careless, greedy touches. He felt so dirty with his bare, naked body out in the open to them. His hands were tied together, his mouth gagged with an item he hoped was just cloth. He felt like a slut. A horrible slut.
Violated.
His cry was muffled as one of them thrusted into him. No warning, no preparation. It burned so badly! He felt as if his body was being torn apart. He could feel the sting of tears on his cheeks. "Aww, the little whore is crying." One of the men snorted. He stood above Nao's head, who stared up at the man pleading to be freed. The man stared back for what seemed like ages as if he was reading some forgien language. "Stop your crying." He said finally, striking Nao's lovely cheek, causing it to be flushed and probably soon bruised.
Nao felt hatred boiling in his insides.
He hated these men for raping him, he wished they'd soon get ill and die an agonizing death. And he thought, for the every moment the men kept thrusting into his young body or watching his innocence get ripped from him, that he hated Saga for not even noticing he was gone. Did he notice?
Everytime the man thrusted into him his tears trailed harder out of his eyes. Nao was sure he was bleeding.
And of course, the other sick men that accompanied this disgusting man found it so... arousing? Nao hoped, begged, that the man wouldn't last to long. He wanted everything to be over. He wanted Saga to walk inside this nasty bathroom and save him from the bad men.
But the door was locked.
Finally, the man thrusting into him moaned loudly and spot his sticky, disgusting seed into Nao's violated body. And for that, Nao was relieved. The man dropped the poor drummer on the floor, his buddies gathering around Nao, soaking him in their own seeds as well. Nao whimpered as the liquids glided on his skin, dripping down to the floor.
How did they live their lives knowing they do horrible things to people?
Nao must have spent a lot of time pondering that question, cause soon he found himself alone for a short moment, the bad men had left him on the soiled floor. But someone else was walking in now, Nao felt scared and coiled into a ball. "Pooh-chan?"
It was a familiar voice. A voice he'd been hoping to hear awhile ago. "Sagacchi?!" Nao bursted into tears.
"Nao! What happened to you?!" Saga almost yelled, kneeling down and brushing hair out of Nao's tear stained face. "These men... they-... they-"
"They hurt you..." Saga finished for him. "We have to clean you up, baby. You're bleeding!" Saga took the paper towels from the bathroom, all that he could find, and dampened them. He cleaned Nao's body, being extra gentle on his entrance. As soon as Saga was sure all the semen was gone, he trapped Nao in an air tight embrace. "Oh!~ Nao! I was so worried about you." He said softly, Nao could tell Saga was crying. "I'll never let anyone harm you ever again!"
Nao melted in the embrace, tears of joy threating to fall. "Saga, as they were doing... what they did.... all I could think about was this. Your arms around me. How badly I wanted to be in your embrace. I love you Saga."
"I love you too, NaoPooh-san." Saga kissed the shorter man on the top of his head, his heart was breaking inside, he wasn't there to protect his little lover. "Lets get you home so we can wash you off, I'll make you feel all better."
No need to tell me. I already know. I have a sick and twisted mind. Maybe even more twisted then Kyo. (insert evil laugh here) Eh~ I know it's true. I have an odd imagination for a girl like me...
This isn't exactly Happy Birthday material... again. I apologize.
(_ _;;) And I also apologize if what I've got here sucks.
On another note, I am going to take guitar lessons. (^^*) One step closer to actually becoming a musician. pssh~ I've got to start writing new lyrics. I haven't done that since I was a little chibi Yuki!!
And I'm attempting to translate Chizuru... But I think the romaji I got might be wrong... Unless Ruki tends to shorten words and/or make up his own like whomever Hanako was speaking of. I forgot. (x_x;;) Sorry honey!
I was thinking of doing a Tora cosplay. I don't look much like him... But I have a jacket that kinda looks like one of his. I don't know how it's going to work out. Cause to tell you the truth, I look more like Hiroto.
title: Shinshoku (Violation)
Featuring: Alice Nine
Pairing(s): Nao x Saga, Nao x ? x ? x?
Theme: Dirty bathroom
Genre: Twisted, sick, attempt at romance.
Rating: R for rape.
Warning(s): Reipu (rape), violation of my little drummer boy. (><*)
Disclaimer: Saga bit me for trying to steal Nao, and Nao threatened me with a Gundam model when I tried to kidnap Saga... So I currently don't own them. I will some day though!
Notes/Comments: Of course I love my little drummer boy and my bass licking specialist. :3
"All I could think about was this. Your arms around me. How badly I wanted to be in your embrace."
Nao trembled under their touches. Their harsh, careless, greedy touches. He felt so dirty with his bare, naked body out in the open to them. His hands were tied together, his mouth gagged with an item he hoped was just cloth. He felt like a slut. A horrible slut.
Violated.
His cry was muffled as one of them thrusted into him. No warning, no preparation. It burned so badly! He felt as if his body was being torn apart. He could feel the sting of tears on his cheeks. "Aww, the little whore is crying." One of the men snorted. He stood above Nao's head, who stared up at the man pleading to be freed. The man stared back for what seemed like ages as if he was reading some forgien language. "Stop your crying." He said finally, striking Nao's lovely cheek, causing it to be flushed and probably soon bruised.
Nao felt hatred boiling in his insides.
He hated these men for raping him, he wished they'd soon get ill and die an agonizing death. And he thought, for the every moment the men kept thrusting into his young body or watching his innocence get ripped from him, that he hated Saga for not even noticing he was gone. Did he notice?
Everytime the man thrusted into him his tears trailed harder out of his eyes. Nao was sure he was bleeding.
And of course, the other sick men that accompanied this disgusting man found it so... arousing? Nao hoped, begged, that the man wouldn't last to long. He wanted everything to be over. He wanted Saga to walk inside this nasty bathroom and save him from the bad men.
But the door was locked.
Finally, the man thrusting into him moaned loudly and spot his sticky, disgusting seed into Nao's violated body. And for that, Nao was relieved. The man dropped the poor drummer on the floor, his buddies gathering around Nao, soaking him in their own seeds as well. Nao whimpered as the liquids glided on his skin, dripping down to the floor.
How did they live their lives knowing they do horrible things to people?
Nao must have spent a lot of time pondering that question, cause soon he found himself alone for a short moment, the bad men had left him on the soiled floor. But someone else was walking in now, Nao felt scared and coiled into a ball. "Pooh-chan?"
It was a familiar voice. A voice he'd been hoping to hear awhile ago. "Sagacchi?!" Nao bursted into tears.
"Nao! What happened to you?!" Saga almost yelled, kneeling down and brushing hair out of Nao's tear stained face. "These men... they-... they-"
"They hurt you..." Saga finished for him. "We have to clean you up, baby. You're bleeding!" Saga took the paper towels from the bathroom, all that he could find, and dampened them. He cleaned Nao's body, being extra gentle on his entrance. As soon as Saga was sure all the semen was gone, he trapped Nao in an air tight embrace. "Oh!~ Nao! I was so worried about you." He said softly, Nao could tell Saga was crying. "I'll never let anyone harm you ever again!"
Nao melted in the embrace, tears of joy threating to fall. "Saga, as they were doing... what they did.... all I could think about was this. Your arms around me. How badly I wanted to be in your embrace. I love you Saga."
"I love you too, NaoPooh-san." Saga kissed the shorter man on the top of his head, his heart was breaking inside, he wasn't there to protect his little lover. "Lets get you home so we can wash you off, I'll make you feel all better."
No need to tell me. I already know. I have a sick and twisted mind. Maybe even more twisted then Kyo. (insert evil laugh here) Eh~ I know it's true. I have an odd imagination for a girl like me...
This isn't exactly Happy Birthday material... again. I apologize.