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Mischievous Lust ch.3: An angel's questions....Nowaki sat on one of the many thick branches of the cherry blossom tree with his wings exposed to the elements. He wore a longer tunic for the occasion when the cold weather spontaneously came with spring. He had seen some rain clouds going to the direction of where the lake was and was afraid the rain might stop Hiroki from coming. Despite his schedule contrasting with Hiroki's schedule, they have managed to make it to their meetings whether the weather was terrible or not.
His hands gripped the wood of the tree, this way he wouldn't fall backwards from losing his balance or the wind hitting him out of nowhere. The branch he selected supported his weight and tall stature; he knew it wouldn't crack if he moved in an odd direction. From all the flying he did on a regular basis, he wasn't really afraid of falling. His wings came out when he was in danger and he could float down to safety.
He acquired a view that stretched out beyond the lake's perimeter; many creatures that were invisibl
Boiling Waters ch.2: Getting Used to Home...When Nowaki woke up in the morning, he saw Hiroki sleeping peacefully right across from him and Nowaki couldn't help but smile at the image. He knew Hiroki struggled getting through the Earth Kingdom on his own with those soldiers ruthlessly chasing after him. Hiroki had not told him his reasons on why he was being pursued though Nowaki understood that not everyone liked revealing anything about themselves to a relatively new person. Especially someone who they assumed would turn them in because of where they came from and in such a vulnerable state.
Without thinking, Nowaki tucked one of Hiroki's stray hairs over his ear. Nowaki liked the color of Hiroki's hair, it looked like he had some streaks of gold threading through it. He saw the sun hitting it in the right places and he was surprised Hiroki didn't wake up from the light. He found a small bruise he missed the day before near Hiroki's ear as he waved his hand and gathered some water from the jug near the bed.
He placed his finge
Boiling Waters ch.1: On the Run...In the middle of the night, sounds of the fire benders screaming was all he heard as he ducked down into a ditch to catch his breath. The crunching of leaves might have given him away but the sounds of the animals running away through the forest disguised it to an extent. Hiroki slowed down his breathing as best he could while he clutched his side, he tried not to cry out in pain from the burn he received earlier that day.
The blood seeped through his fingers and Hiroki wiped the liquid on his shirt in an attempt to stop it from hitting the ground. This way the fire benders wouldn't have a trail to find him when he moved again. The night might help him hide for a while but the fire benders were not stupid, they searched high and low with every possible resource they could find. A simple blood trail was easily found when they paid close attention to the ground.
He looked over his shoulder and rapidly turned back around when he saw one of them getting closer to his location. His vision w
Mischievous Lust ch.2: An interest re-encounter...Nowaki checked the side of his belt and made sure Hiroki's bag was in place. His wings flapped behind him as he stopped in place and tugged it. He had been fearful that he might have tied it too loose and fell down on his journey toward the lake. Losing the bag meant he had no conversation starter when he saw Hiroki again. That was if he managed on finding Hiroki at the lake at the same location where they first met.
He almost doubted Hiroki would even be there. For the past week he was sent down South of Japan where an influx of the disease was overtaking the local villages. When he arrived, the atmosphere was ghastly as he witnessed the fragile forms of the people lying about. There were many people immune to the disease that either carried in the sick or buried the deceased. Nowaki disguised himself, his healing powers poured into the medicine he made on the spot. Not all of them reacted well to his concoction but saw improvement in the younger generation that recovered. It was a sl
Mischievous Lust ch.1: The being under the tree..Hiroki dipped his hands into the creek and rubbed them together. The clear water of the river slowly turned crimson. Lingering for a moment until the current washed it away in a diluted stream. He inspected them, a good portion left his hands but the residue of centuries of slaughter was painted on his fingers.
He learned at a young age that he was never completely safe. His guard was never down, his instincts always located a wayward demon miles from him or even closer to him. It was all about asserting dominance and strength. The unfortunate weak ones would either die painfully or be jeered for all eternity for being an inadequate fighter.
Unless the demon defeated someone, they would regain their broken honor and pride. Their honor would be higher when it was the original demon that defeated them. In the end, nobody cared for technicalities; they desired an action packed rumble where one of both fighters died.
It got boring after torturing what seemed to be an endless supply of huma
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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