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Love GameOne overly peaceful night, Alois Trancy came home from a party with an odd intention, dressed overenthusiastically as usual and seeming to be on a natural high. "Ah! What a great party!" he declared as he spun happily. Claude only grunted slightly as he took Alois's coat and led him inside "I see," he noted with a stoic expression.
"It was great, Claude" Alois exclaimed, beaming. "There was this really cute boy as well and I think he fancied me" Alois went on as he placed his hand on his hips and tilted his head up, remembering the other gentleman from the party. Claude raised an eye brow to the young boy who seemed quite dazed by this other man's affections "I see," This time, Claude was holding back slightly as he spoke so not to sound too interested.
Alois glanced up at him, wanting an actual reaction from his butler. "He really liked my style, too. Though I'm pretty sure he was implying I was too covered up" Alois laughed
DeathNote crack: Yaoi provenLight- *reading the news for criminals on his laptop; secretly creating a hit list*
L- *sitting near Light, just thinking and eating a sweet*
Near- *is on his own laptop, looking up toy prices*
L- *gets bored and pokes Light's shoulder, not moving his finger*
Light- *pokes him back and doesn't move his finger either, giving L a 'really' look?*
L- You are going to lose
Light- I am not.
L- *looks over to Near* Near, Kira's fighting a battle he is going to lose *referring to the poking*
Light- I am not going to lose and what makes you think I'm Kira? *looks annoyed*
L- I am five percent sure you are Kira.
Light- On what grounds? You have no physical evidence.
L- 10 percent sure.
Light- Ugh, we're going to get nowhere with this investigation!
Near- *sighs and clicks on a DeviantART fan art pic of them* you two really want to keep poking each other? *shows them the picture*
L- *blinks and quickly jumps away, putting a blanket over his head, rocking back and forth in a fetal position*
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
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