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Thread: The Cruor Luna

It was one of those days, one of those days when you wake up, and have that feeling that something big is about to happen, something so large that it changes your life forever. For better, or for worse one never can tell, but you wake up with that intense knowing, you just know that something is going to happen and it makes you tremble in dread and excitement all at the same time... it was one of those days. The day itself was nice, pretty, cheerful. The air was warm and moist as the weather usually was, the heavy stench of city air filtering through everything, trash, sweat, food, sewer, animals, smog. The sounds of honking horns and screeching tires and road raged people as people stalked the streets of the city, chattering on phones, reading newspapers, stomping through the concrete covered ground to head for work and head for home, all of them ignoring everyone and everything, including the gorgeous girl who was sitting on a bus stop bench. She was pretty, that much anyone could see, one of those 'supermodel magazine' pretties that always attracted more attention than was really wanted. She had long bright blue hair that curled around her ever so perfectly. Her eyes where the prettiest shade of blue, and her skin was pale and perfect in the light as she sat there, reading a book, oblivious to the world around her. She was long, all leg like a supermodel should be. She was young though, she couldn't have been any older than fifteen or sixteen, which should have made people wonder why she was sitting on a park bench all alone in a beautiful silk blue dress. no one cared, no one even looked at her, she was fine with that. She looked up as a large man suddenly in front of her. terror flooded her eyes as she jumped to her feet, mouth open to scream, the man grabbing her tightly holding her still as a hand clapped over her mouth to keep her from screaming as he forced her into a darker alleyway. No one paused in their rushing this way and that as she screamed and struggled, the men ripping at her clothes, her long body writhing and twisting as she tried to get away from the man, another loud shriek of fury and fear falling from her lips as the man gripped the top of her dress, the fabric ripping as her breasts spilled out into the air, making her sob and cry as firm hands gripped and groped at her, the man laughing sadistically as he started forcing her onto the ground, all to ready to rape her. No one even paused to try to help, they just went on their way.
Thread: The Cruor Luna

Ken had a wonderfull feeling as school ended that day. He felt as though things were going to get better for him. It was a peculiar feeling. Especialy for such a normal day. Ken stood at 6 feet. He was well built, with a rather small frame. To most, he looks weak. But this punk was far from that. Going to a school for delinquency tends to do that. Not that he did anything to deserve it. He only lost his parents. His mom got sick and died. His father.... Was weak, and couldnt take it. Ken came home to find his father hanging. A pretty fucked up thing for a 16 year old to see. But a year has passed, and he is doing ok. Regardless of his situation. He was a strong kid. Always fought for what he believed in. And always did what he thought was right. So one can imagine that he was not very popular at school. The school bell just finished ringing as Ken was grabing his bag. Hey Ken, come check this out. A classmate said, calling for him. What is it? Some kind of porn again? The boy then scratched his head as the group evoided eye contact. Ya good luck with that perverts. I gotta go, or i will miss my bus. Ken said as he walked out the door. Soon he made it to the bus stop. But the bus was not what he did not want to miss. There she was. Every day after school. She was here. Such a buetifull girl. She looked younger then him but, Still around his age. Did not matter though. He did not stand a chance in hell in getting her. He was a delinquent and she was... Well, way out of his fucking league.Funny how he left without checking out hot chjcks in a magazing, just to spy on a girl. He still trys to gather his courage. To talk to her. Which was what he was doing. When he sees this ass hole grab her, and pull her into an alley. At first Ken was shocked. This was in broad daylight, but no one seemed to care. When he sees theman begin to rip up her clothing, Ken flipped out. Hey! He screamed as he fought against the crowd. Walking through them and into the alley. You son of a bitch. He said as he through him against the wall. Ken punched him in the jaw. Kneed him in the gut. And punched him in the temple. Clocking the guy out cold. Are you ok? Ken asked as he helped her up. There wasnow a crowd of people watching. Since she was exposed, Ken wrapped his unjform jacket around her. Come on i live close by. He said. As he walked her through the crowd, and down the side walk.
Thread: The Cruor Luna

the young girl screamed and struggled and fought against the jackass who had every intention of raping her. she was sobbing as she tried to struggle free, and screamed as another guy came along. as the two fought, she curled up, struggling to protect herself, trembling as the rapist tried to fight back. Ken was faster, stronger, ad smarter though, and it took little effort at all to have him flat on his back, out cold. she was sobbing as Ken settled his jacket over her, and she pulled it closed so she wasn't exposed to the crowd, sniffling as she let him help her to her feet and guide her away from the jerk who had tried to rape her. the crowd parted for them, looking astonished, but no one had called the police, no one tried to help... they didn't even say a word as Ken helped the girl walk away. she clung to Ken like glue, shivering in her terror as she cried, seeking comfort and reassurances as he walked her up to his house, and she settled onto his couch, trembling violently as she hiccuped and tried to dry her eyes. m..may i have s..something to d...drink? she asked hopefully. s...something w..warm? she asked, blinking at him with her wide, dark blue eyes. i... i'm Misa. she explained softly. Misa Takanawa... she muttered softly, blinking at him as she pulled his jacket tighter around herself, as if somewhat worried it might slip, and she'd reveal herself even more to him. c...could i borrow a shirt from you? she asked hopefully, sniffling a little as she wiped her eyes. i've never been attacked before... she admitted, shivering still, clearly in shock, and terror. ...do... do you think he'll come after us? she asked, looking terrified. you don't... t...think he'll come try again do you!? she asked, panic lacing her voice as she begged Ken with her eyes, to promise her that everything would be alright. i never should have moved here... she whimpered, hiding her face in his jacket to hide from the world, taking a deep breath... and simply loving the way he smelled. he just smelled... perfect, so good, like all of her favorite things. like smoke and spring and snow and food and... everything. ...thank you for rescuing me. she finally stated as she started to calm down. there where people everywhere, but they didn't even look at me.... they just walked by as if i wasn't in trouble. she admitted, her lip quivering. that man was going to rape me... i've never even had my first kiss! she complained, swallowing thickly as she wiped her eyes again, blinking at him, and looking ever so sad and pathetic as she blinked at him. ...could i stay here tonight? i don't want to go home and be all alone... the man... he might come back... she worried her lip, looking oh so very worried as she blinked at him with those bright blue, perfect eyes as she begged, pleaded with him to let her stay.
Thread: The Cruor Luna

Ken had a one bedroom apartment. A few cuboards in one small corner, with afridge next to it. And a table just a few feet away. On the other end, is his bed, that lays against the wall. With a dresser at the foot of it. The only other room was a bathroom. Only big enough for a toilet, a sink, and a bath tub big enough for two. In the center of his apartment is a smal green couch, A coffe table. And a small tv. Ken went straight to caring for her. Making her a warm glass of tea. Getting her a t shirt from his dresser. And sitting by her side. She was scared, still under the stress of what had just happened . She held him tightly. The soft warmth of her body pressing against his. He stared into her blue eyes. And quickly looked away. They were so buetiful, she gave him the perfect puppy dog stare. He couldnt possibly have said no... Not to her. He hesitently wrapped his arms around her quivering body. And spoke, ok, you can stay for the night. You can sleep on my bed. I will take the couch... Any way, it is nice to meet you Misa. I am Ken. She was so frail. So frightened. He wanted to make her comfortable . But couldnt help but continue to hold her. His arm can feel her soft skin. He can smell her sweet hair. And can see how buetiful she was up close. Rather then across the street. He then realised what he was doing. With a blush on his face, he walked to the bathroom. Make yourself at home. Im gonna take a piss. He said it in his usual tone too. She didnt deserve the sudden change in attitude. But he realised, she made him drop his gaurd. He cant fall for her. He cant care. Or it will just hurt more when she is gone. He needs to hold it in. bury his feelings. Or else she will hurt him like every one else... He walked over to the sink. And stared into the mirror, as he washed his face. He fought the urge to punch the mirror, not liking what he sees... She might want to use it later. Sopunch it when she is gone. He thought to himself. He then walked out of the bathroom to go back to carring for his guest. Need anything? He asked, after a deep breath. Still trying to unwind, and control his emotions.
Thread: The Cruor Luna

Ken smiled as she asked him that. She was so cute, he couldnt say no. Sure.. He said, as he opened his covers, to let her in. She soon fell asleep, and Ken soon regreted his decision. He was fighting his urges. Laying there, holding a helpless sleeping girl. It is like the begining of a bad hentei. He slowly rested his head near hers. Closing his eyes as he sniffed her hair... He felt a weight in his chest. Conflicting emotions, repressing a building desire. He slowly pressed his lips against her cheek. Tasting her soft skin... He takes another deep breath. Before kissing down her delicate neck. His hand slowly going up her leg. She then begins to squirm in her sleep. He retracted from his actions. Cursing himself for a lack of self control... Your better then this.. He said as he moved to a different position. Your better then this. The next morning he woke up to the smell of food. Slowly rising up out of bed. He tried not to spek much, embarased with his actions last night. Ok... Your welcome to come by whenever youwant. Its ok... Were friends now right? When she was gone he got dressed for school. He then went on to school, and had a normal day. Ignored teachers, fell asleep in class, beat up a few ass holes, ignore the perverts, and leave school. Except the only difference was, that Misa will be at his home, and in his presence. Not at a busstop. Misa, you here? He asked as he entered his home.
Thread: The Cruor Luna

she was even more adorable asleep, her soft face so calm and relaxed as she enjoyed his comfort. her hair smelled sweet, like rare flowers and fresh cookies, somehow, she smelled like sugar. she tasted just as sweet, like vanilla was ingrained into her skin, giving her a sweet, salty taste of skin and cookies. as she felt his hand sliding up, she squirmed, a low sound of annoyance falling from her lips as she smacked at what she thought was a bug crawling up her leg. she smiled as he walked into the kitchen and beamed at him when he called them freinds. i'd like that! i don't have any freinds yet. she'd been sitting at that bus stop for almost a year now... how could she not have any freinds? she gave him a kiss on the cheek before vanishing to get dressed, and school for her was much the same, only she paid attention and had three tests she had to take. when he walked in, Misa was there, wearing a beautiful blue dress with white lace ribbons as she stood on a stood so she could reach the dishes... it hadn't really been evident, but she was rather short, a great deal smaller than him. i'm here! i'm washing your dishes! she admitted, smiling happily at him as she hopped off the stool and gave him a hug. with her shoes off, the top of her head only just brushed his chin, and with the hug done, she went back to washing the dishes, a hum on her lips. was school good today? mine was awful, i had three tests! she admitted, shaking her head. and i got in trouble for someone else talking in class. she admitted, a pout on her pretty, pretty lips as she rinsed a plate and set it on the dish drainer. i hate middle school. it's going to be different next year! i'm going to be in high-school then! she admitted with a grin as she scrubbed a new plate. she was just finishing middle school... that really put her age in perspective. unless she was held back more than once, she was fourteen or fifteen. so young to have such a gorgeous body, it was really no wonder that pervert grabbed her. she was practically helpless at such a young age. your in high-school aren't you Ken? you go to the one across the street from the bus stop right?
Thread: The Cruor Luna

Ken embraced her hug, as she ran into his arms. He blushed as her hair brushed against his chin. His heart began to race, just like last night. He wanted to kiss her..But he couldnt. They only just met. He watched as she went back to doing his dishes.. He sat down, thinking of how right the image was. How she should be his..Ya, that is my school. It is a cheap one but I make do. He rest's his chin on his hands. stil watching her intently. How about you? I bet it is that rich school near here. You seem like your pretty wealthy, probly popular with the guys to. He said. As he walked over to his dresser. He took off his uniform shirt. Revealing his ab's. He was well built for his age. But had his own share of scar's. He had a scar across his chest. Starting at his right shoulder, and ending at his left hip. He had a small scar on his collar bone, not to mention the small scar on his lip and chin. He then grabbed a t-shirt from his dresser. So, do laundry to? He asked as he put it on.
Thread: The Cruor Luna

she smiled a little and nodded. i bet you have fun at your school. mine's very controlled. you can't talk in class... you can't run in the halls... we don't even get a recess. it's just learn learn learn and then by the time you get home your too tired to do anything but do your homework... because lord forbid if you don't finish your homework... and go to bed. she sighed a little and shook her head. i'm wealthy enough i suppose, but the guys don't like me much because i'm not a slut. she admitted, shaking her head. if i'm going to give up my virginity, i don't want it to be with some rich snob who's just going to leave me for a harlot who get's paid to be the best. she admitted with a roll of her eyes. i don't really have any freinds at all... she admitted smiling at him. except for you. she admitted, watching him undress, looking amazed. oh wow... she hopped off the stool and touched the scar on his chest. what happened? she asked, astonished as she traced the scar to his abs, looking rather startled. you have such big muscles! the rich boys at my school are all kind of flabby... she admitted. their rich, so they don't have to stay in shape... she admitted, blinking a little before smirking a little. i'd love to do laundry! she agreed, gathering up his dirty clothes and skipping off to his laundry room. she seamed to really enjoy playing homemaker... of course, if she was as rich as her dress suggested... not to mention her school, she probobly didn't get a chance to do house chores all that often. she soon had his washer going and tsked as she examined the dist on his shelves. men are so helpless. she complained rolling her eyes as she grabbed the damp cloth from washing the dishes and proceeded to dust his house. clearly, she intended to make herself at home and clean that place up a little. Arch?... do you live alone? she asked suddenly, blinking at him as she realized there was no room for adults in the little apartment.
Thread: Of a Princes Heart

It was going to be the biggest party of the century. The Bachelor party for the Vershini Twins. Valder and Vander. They where both getting married to princesses from other countries, and neither of them where all that happy about it, but they where doing it because it was what they where supposed to do. It was what their people needed, so it was what they where doing. Their friends, worried about the twins increased sense of gloominess and depression, decided to throw the biggest party the century had ever seen. The Twins didn't even know half the people who had arrived, and that suited Valder, older by two whole minutes, just fine. Especially since Valder didn't much like the woman he was supposed to be marrying... it wasn't that she was mean or anything he just found her... boring. They had nothing at all in common, they couldn't even get past talking about how nice the weather was. So, Valder was going to have the last fun he'd ever have, and was right smashed drunk before an hour had passed into the party. Vander couldn't blame the poor guy, at least his fiance was slightly interesting, they didn't have much in common, but he had always been a little more outgoing than Valder was. So, Valder was drunk and fixing to make a very bad decision, and Vander was working to keep the married women away from Valder so he didn't get into any more trouble than he needed to be... not that it helped... because in the morning, Valder woke up with a splitting headache, and a sour stomach of a hangover, and turned to his bed partner... what should have just been a one night stand... and set eyes on the one woman he should never have even looked at... his brothers Fiance. ...oh fuck me... Valder groaned, slumping into the bed again and pulling the pillow over his head... how the hell had this happened?! Vander was always so GOOD at keeping him out of trouble! And yet here he was, in bed with Vander's Fiance, with the obvious signs of their copulation everywhere... namely the used condoms laying here and there, and their clothes flung in every direction. Well, the brothers WHERE identical, he could pretend to be Vander, and the girl would never know... now to act like Vander... wait, Vander didn't drink, ever... because he was better than everyone else... and had an allergy to the alcohol... fuck, she KNEW he wasn't Vander... he had to slip out then and hope she didn't remember. That thought in mind, he carefully slipped out of the bed, and started looking for his pants, hoping she wouldn't wake up.
Thread: Of a Princes Heart

Maria sighed sleepily as she rolled on her stomach, snuggling down into the bed as she felt it move, cracking a eye to watch valder climbing out of the bed. closing her eyes she thought about how she'd ended up here. Sadly, she couldn't even blame alcohol. While she enjoyed vander's company, it had been the drunken twin that had drawn her attention. Closing her eyes she let him get ready to go,before she sat up, searching for her own clothes.Seemingly ignoring Valder's prescence as she did so, letting him escape without acknowledging him.Finger combing out her long black hair she thought about just how much trouble she was going to be in for disappearing on her best friend the night before. Granted, she knew valder's fiancee wasn't happy to be getting married, but having her best friend sleep with him wasn't going to please the princess either. when she finally made her way downstairs she looked better, freshly showered and dressed, glad that the snug jeans and sweater covered up the hickeys and bruises from Valder's hands. Also glad that they were having a court breakfast instead of a private affair, she wasn't ready to face either her parents or her best friend Karen. Though she sank down into the seat next to the german princess she smiled a little as she looked over at Vander, leaning over to kiss his cheek.You look well rested. No partying for you?She teased. He was right, they got along well enough, but they both deserved more in their marrige then jsut getting along.But...their weddings were both scheduled for that afternoon and the next day.
Thread: Of a Princes Heart

Valder jumped, flushing bright red as he suddenly caught sight of her crawling out of bed and he cleared his throat. oh... uhm... good morning. he muttered, shy, but ever so polite and determined not to feel guilty... after all, she had consented, even completely hammered, Valder couldn't rape someone, it just wasn't in his disposition. he was a half an hour late making it to breakfast, showered, shaved, and looking presentable, if a little miserable. Vander looked perfectly healthy, as he always did. considering he couldn't get drunk, or even have a taste of any alcohol because of the molds in the fermentation process... well, he had good reason to look healthy when most of the others at the banquette looked miserable with their hangovers. i slept fairly well... a bit worried about who Valder slipped off with last night, but i imagine he doesn't look too panicked, so it couldn't have been anyone too horrible. he mused as he helped himself to some Crepes. besides, you know i can't drink. i had to leave early when some blond bimbo tried to force a bear down my throat. he admitted with a roll of his eyes. sometimes i worry about the state of our kingdoms. he admitted looking rather amused before looking a little worried. maria?... are you really alright with this? he asked softly, so only she could hear. i have to do this for my people... because we can't afford a War... but i don't want you to be unhappy either. your such a wonderful woman that i can't imagine forcing you into marriage with a man you can hardly stand... he admitted, blinking at her, looking so very worried as he studied her. we could... make a plea to our parents or something... Vander was such an optimist, thinking that they could have any chance at all of getting out of the marriage. not that he wanted to, but he was worried about Maria's... and Valder's diminishing moods. Valder was already staring very gloomily at his plate, while he nodded on occasion to whatever it was that Karen was trying to say. ... i feel bad for Valder actually... at least you and i have a few interests in common... he's going to go mad if she keeps dragging him to tea parties... honestly, Vander liked going to the tea parties the German princess set up, they where always alive with conversation and amusement, but Valder couldn't sit still that long. already he was squirming in his seat, eager to go horse riding, or fencing. something that meant moving, working, or exercising.