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Chapter 5 9 months later Vincent looked up from his book from time to time; looking to where the giggling two year old played with a ball on the floor, seemingly content to play on his own. Vincent smiled slightly as Lucas fell over on his side, laughing happily. The two were alone in the good sized house Vincent and Yuffie had acquired in Edge, located not too far from Seventh Heaven. Yuffie had gone to the Strifes’ home, leaving Lucas behind after Vincent convinced her he could handle it. She reluctantly agreed, promising to be home in a few hours. So here he was sitting on the couch while his son repeatedly threw a bouncy ball at t

A soft clicking echoed in the hallway as Chaos made his way to the bridge. Crew men all scrambled to get out of the demon's way, terrified that Chaos was actually in control and on the ship. 'Chaos do you even know where the bridge is?' Vincent asked as his demon continued to wandered down the halls. 'Of course I do Valentine. Just because you happen to be in control of our body most of the time, doesn't mean I don't pay attention to were you're going.' 'It's my body, not ours.' Chaos merely smirked. 'Of course it's not our body. I just happen to be living in it.' He said sarcastically. Vincent glared at his demon but didn't say anything

Disclaimer: I do not own anything Final Fantasy or Square Enix. I do not make any money from this story. Light began to gather at the tip of the demon Tumultus' tail. Inside Vincent braced himself for death but Chaos was quick to jerk his thoughts away to a new plan. [ I need you to give me every last bit of strength that you have. I'm going to attempt to pull him into the demon world when he opens the seal.] "Are you serious? Can we really do it Chaos?" The demon considered this. [I believe so but it will be difficult. I have a theory about the other world but I am unsure.] "Unsure of what?" [ Unsure of my strength there. When my power

You'd had many strange things going on recently. Your whole body had been aching, paranormal things had been haunting you. Your mother was sick and you couldn't bear to see her hurt. Today you were going to visit her. She was in intensive care , under heavy surveillance. She was sick with an unknown and impossible-to-find disease. You walked into the hospital and have your name and the name of the patient you had arrived to see. "Room 213." The receptionist have you instructions to the room. As you walked up, your arm ached and your entire boys felt a dread that you understood as death. You knew you were too late. As you walked into the

Author's Note - This isn't the kind of story where Reader-Chan is a virgin, and is wanting to wait until marriage for sex. So if you want something like that, look somewhere else. "Hey, (Name)?" "Mmm?" "....are you a virgin?" (Name) froze, her eyes still glued to the TV screen in front of her. She had been in the process of channel flipping when her boyfriend, Gilbert Beilschmidt, had asked her that question, out of no where. Her arm was outstretched, grasping the remote in her hand, and her eyes grew wide. Her expression was one of complete and utter shock. Slowly, and almost comically, her head turned toward Gilbert, staring at him. If

Roxas  (I hate everything about you) July 3000 I would like to say that my twin brother's wedding was a happy occasion. But if I told anyone such a thing, then that would be a big lie. No one seemed to be extremely happy as they piled into the small room, which was normally used as an educational room for the Nobodies. The way everyone looked made it seem more like a funeral. But this wasn't even a wedding, really; that's just what the scientists called it. It was actually called a 'Binding Ceremony.' It was a ceremony that the scientists in this facility had made up. It was supposed to make us feel more responsible about our futur

Somewhat later Roxas got up again, heading to the attached bathroom and starting to wash his face and cover up his hickies. He blushed, seeing how many there were in the mirror. Roxas left the door open in case Axel freaked out again. Saix and Demyx were pondering ways on how to get Roxas prepared. They were saying there plans a little too loudly as it carried into the bathroom and into the youngest one's ears. Roxas frowned, staring sadly at himself in the mirror. Am I really that bad...? He thought. I'm trying...it's just hard...Before the blonde could control himself he was whimpering, padding slowly back into bed and curling up by Axel,

Larxene stormed though the halls of the castle, fists clenched so hard she could feel her nails digging into her palms. Her eyes were ablaze as she glanced into rooms and down corridors, anxiously searching for that one person she need to talk to SO badly, she could just... There goes the little prick! Zexion was sitting inside of his room, reading something that happened to NOT be a dirty magazine for once. She clicked her teeth together with annoyance, and clomped into his dark, depressing room without even knocking. “Zexion...” she hissed. “I—” The young man snapped shut his gigantic book shut with a sigh. 

If Organization XIII used AIM 12 (after a while) 2FreeshootinPirate2: … Flower_Man11: … 12Psychotik4Life: … FireFox888: … Water_Boi999: … Tomahawk_Mann5: … 6Depressed_Not_Emo6: … Not_TheMaid_Nobody: … Water_Boi999: I’m bored. =_= Water_Boi999: Somebody entertain me. Flower_Man11: no. =__= Water_Boi999: Awww why not!? ;-; 2FreeshootinPirate2: Cause we love the awkward silence. -_- Water_Boi999: Really? 2FreeshootinPirate2: OF COURSE NOT!! 2FreeshootinPirate2: Geez Demyx, sometimes I worry about you. >_>; Flower_Man11: Well this is getting troublesome. Flower_Man11: I think I’

This text contains TF and/or TG as well as mild sexual scenes and bad language So if you don't like any of the above, go find something else to read Made by: The TGF Writer ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "I am very sorry..."  this, dear readers. "...it's not that you don't work hard..." are pieces of conversations. "...but you have to think that..." that have filled up my life. "...there are tens of people who..." these past two and a half years. "...do it way better than you..." and it's not that I'm not surprised. "...and are paid the same than you..." af

You tease him. Push him. Mock him. Lie to him. And he takes it all. He doesn't understand.  Or maybe he does and doesn't let on.  He always has been one to want attention. No.  That was wrong.  Not attention.  He wants friends.  He wants people who don't make fun of how he dresses or the things he likes.  He wants people who don't egg him on for a laugh or call him names and make fun of his (often less than socially acceptable) mannerisms. He doesn't see where he is wrong though!  Oh, no.  He can't tell when an appropriate time to make goofy faces is, or how Nazi jokes aren't very funny when in serious discussion.  He doesn't know that

A Knight's Love Prologue The woods were a dangerous place. Bears would be on the hunt for the slightest movement of living before attacking their prey; robbers were everywhere and ready to strike the next poor and innocent soul that walked by.   The little squirrel stuck its nose out of its hiding place, the tree giving the perfect cover for it and its family. They were out of food, belly low to the ground the lot of them. The small brown and elegant animal peeked its head out from the tree hole and looked to its right, then to its left. No predator in sight. As fast as its legs could carry, the rodent ran down along the trunk, its small pa

A Friendly Face We were drifting near a comm buoy in a near uninhabited system, waiting for an answer from Thrusk. Without a clear destination we could not go around jumping aimlessly, but the waiting was getting on my nerves as I paced back and forth in my ship. "Samus," said Adam slowly and I turned towards the front of the ship, watching the purple dot pop up on the front window. "What?" I asked, sounding perhaps slightly more annoyed than I had intended. "You should try and get some rest so you can be ready when we get a reply," said Adam his voice surprisingly gentle. "I'll wake you immediately when it happens." "I can't rest right

*~*~*~*~* You should never try to remember. *~*~*~*~* For yet another time, Pyrrha ponders why it was a good to send her on this particular mission. It honestly should’ve been one of her teammates; Weiss, or even better Ruby. They were the ones who had been affected the most, and it was them who should help their remaining teammate get through it. (and if she was being honest with herself, she wasn’t sure if she could handle staring at those dead, dead eyes that seemed to see right into you and yet straight through you at the same time) Taking in a deep breath, the redhead walks out onto the roof from the window, being careful n

Ella stood on the deck of the ship she was on. She had watched as the Enterprise flew off as the Red Wings ship started off for an unknown destination. Kain had gone below deck for a moment but the telltale sounds of footsteps told her he was coming. Ella turned to face the man in dragon armor. They regarded each other before Kain motioned for a soldier. "Your staff." Kain said. Ella said nothing but relinquished her staff without a fight, her violet eyes still on his shielded ones. The soldier then left to lock it up The wind blew through their hair, her short black hair and his long blond. "I must say I was surprised you gave yourself up. W

A snowflake landed softly on (y/n)'s thin nose. Crossing her eyes, she stared at it for a moment, then blew it off. Winter was finally settling in London; rooftops were bathed in fluffy white drapes and the air released with every breath was now visible as an opaque smoke. Purely-coloured white crystals fell from the sky endlessly, showering those beneath it. “Young Master, may I ask where we are headed?” The words lazily escaped (y/n)'s pale lips as she tried to avoid getting any more snowflakes caught in her eyelashes. Ciel sighed, suggesting that he wasn't looking forward to their destination. “Undertaker's. Sebastian,

  SebastianxDemon!Reader   His Princess   Chapter Two: Possession                The Feline awoke the next day and everything seemed as if it were normal. The only reminder of her visit from The Crow was the terrible pain in her neck. Instead of the pain subsiding like she thought it would, it only worsened by the second. She rolled out of the soft bed that was rarely used and trudged into the foyer of her home. She opened the door, still in her pajamas, to get the paper. It was a ritual for all demons in Hell to read the paper the day after a Choosing Day. Mostly to see if any girls they knew were killed, some just to see if the “luc

In the room with no windows For one who's never seen much proof in souls, I seem to write about them often. In the room with no windows, that poor, lost state of consciousness couldn't find its way out.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   There was no feeling of reassurance, and noontime became midnight. Never willing to get out of bed, I let myself believe it was al

You still didn't know why you did that. The second you drank the substance in the chalice, you felt dizzy and fell on your back, your form shaking with violent spasms. The old lady only stared at you with sorrow filling her eyes, knowing that soon, your soul will disappear and that you will be free from Sebastian. But, living in this world for eternity isn't a piece of cake either. The old woman sat down next to you and held your face with both hands. It was the first you saw her smile and before darkness surrounded your sight: - " Good luck, ma'am...You'll need it " she said sadly. ---------------------------------------------------------

AN: Boring stuff: I don't own Yu Gi Oh! IMPORTANT: if you're confused/curious about anything here, there are some AN at the end of this chapter regarding the story and related historical notes, which might make it easier to understand (also feel free to shoot me a message etc) Thanks for reading! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ CHAPTER 2 "Nightfall-The Dawn of a Grey Day" Yuugi felt tears beginning the choke him, a wail of grief was forming at the back of his throat. Sensing the oncoming noise the hand on his shoulder tightened into a hard grip. "Do not shame yourself or your f