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L’amore furtivo
He smiled without separating, accomplices and lovers.
Then he lifted her by the hips and turning on itself, laid it on the old chest of drawers, so that their faces are at the same height. The skirt was a cascade of black tulle on inlaid wood, just brilliant in the dark.
"Zero ..." she sighed, accepting his caress.
The boy's hand was comfortably warm in contact with his cheek flushed, so excited for the time being secret. The attic of the college cross was always empty, the window hidden by heavy curtains, no one would come to visit those rooms cold at midnight, especially on a night of fog. The dorms looked a goal much more reasonable, comfortable and cozy.
No one, therefore, they would be surprised.
"The dance is over now," Zero said, kissing her on the neck - Exactly where, just moments before, had bitten. "We should check that all fall."
"I do not care. Ah ... "
How could import them, while he was there with him, near him, and his sweet but inexperienced hands went up slowly under your dress?
a short laugh.
"What?" He murmured in his chest.
"Yuuki, are detrimental to my sense of responsibility ... because it does not matter to me either."
And when she raddrizzatasi a little, saw the fun in his melancholy eyes, he was not at all afraid of & rsquo ; red shadow that still lingered. He would never feared. By now, the evidence that Zero was a vampire ...
... for her, was proof that he was alive .
Overwhelmed by the thought of the future, asked to see eyes for many, many years. And in them, the more precious, irreplaceable soul Zero.
He took her face in her hands, kissed him and let herself be drawn on the brink of drawers, enclosing it in their embrace.
I love you.
***
“ Doubt that the stars are fire,
doubt that the sun doth move,
doubt truth to be a liar,
But never doubt I love. "
William Shakespeare
doubt that the sun doth move,
doubt truth to be a liar,
But never doubt I love. "
William Shakespeare
He smiled without separating, accomplices and lovers.
Then he lifted her by the hips and turning on itself, laid it on the old chest of drawers, so that their faces are at the same height. The skirt was a cascade of black tulle on inlaid wood, just brilliant in the dark.
"Zero ..." she sighed, accepting his caress.
The boy's hand was comfortably warm in contact with his cheek flushed, so excited for the time being secret. The attic of the college cross was always empty, the window hidden by heavy curtains, no one would come to visit those rooms cold at midnight, especially on a night of fog. The dorms looked a goal much more reasonable, comfortable and cozy.
No one, therefore, they would be surprised.
"The dance is over now," Zero said, kissing her on the neck - Exactly where, just moments before, had bitten. "We should check that all fall."
"I do not care. Ah ... "
How could import them, while he was there with him, near him, and his sweet but inexperienced hands went up slowly under your dress?
a short laugh.
"What?" He murmured in his chest.
"Yuuki, are detrimental to my sense of responsibility ... because it does not matter to me either."
And when she raddrizzatasi a little, saw the fun in his melancholy eyes, he was not at all afraid of & rsquo ; red shadow that still lingered. He would never feared. By now, the evidence that Zero was a vampire ...
... for her, was proof that he was alive .
Overwhelmed by the thought of the future, asked to see eyes for many, many years. And in them, the more precious, irreplaceable soul Zero.
He took her face in her hands, kissed him and let herself be drawn on the brink of drawers, enclosing it in their embrace.
I love you.
***
Then I become woman
***
" not give up before it's over, no doubt."
Vincent Van Gogh
Vincent Van Gogh
Quell ' man ... what do I think of him? The master of Zero ... someone important, no doubt.
Although these four years has never showed.
Although I've never heard of.
I watch him in the distance, frowning.
Zero guess he has learned everything he knows about the vampires and hunting. And maybe even some custom, some way of saying, who knows? It would be nice to find out. See what is really Zero and what the people she met, who have grown up, known at that time that I know nothing.
As he elaborated in his unmistakably those notions.
But not now.
Because this man - this Yagari Toga - shot him.
He pointed the gun, so, against his back and pulled the trigger. Without batting an eye.
"Die holds a grudge, vampire!"
tell him a thing ...
Then-
"I block."
And now, deputy ethics for the Night Class? They will do it in pieces. What will be passed to the head of the principal? Have come to the college a guy like him to do ... such a thing.
Zero can consider this.
My legs trembling with fatigue. And 'nice back against the wall: I will support a little, just a moment, while waiting for the man to come out of class. Then, when he does, tell me where Zero, and finally I can go.
Zero is located somewhere alone.
He needs me.
I will go, forever.
Suddenly the door opens and out Yagari Toga, fast and secure, apparently unharmed. Seems surprised to see me.
Me the notes dryly.
"How guardian, I can not afford to pretend not to see what I do not want ..." I tell him, avoiding his eyes.
's so. As guardian the College Cross, I can not afford to ignore that there is a thirsty vampire in the school, a vampire Hungry and desperate, almost free. As a friend ... I can not forget the face of Zero resigned.
"You're a good girl," she tells the man, smiling.
But what I want to tell me I do not like it.
"But now there's nothing that a nice girl like you can do."
Ah, is it? Then ... then ...
"If you have the same intention to see him go! E 'in the guest room, in the private manager. "
My feet fly.
Zero, if there is nothing I can do for you, so -
-then I become a woman.
Although these four years has never showed.
Although I've never heard of.
I watch him in the distance, frowning.
Zero guess he has learned everything he knows about the vampires and hunting. And maybe even some custom, some way of saying, who knows? It would be nice to find out. See what is really Zero and what the people she met, who have grown up, known at that time that I know nothing.
As he elaborated in his unmistakably those notions.
But not now.
Because this man - this Yagari Toga - shot him.
He pointed the gun, so, against his back and pulled the trigger. Without batting an eye.
"Die holds a grudge, vampire!"
tell him a thing ...
Then-
"I block."
And now, deputy ethics for the Night Class? They will do it in pieces. What will be passed to the head of the principal? Have come to the college a guy like him to do ... such a thing.
Zero can consider this.
My legs trembling with fatigue. And 'nice back against the wall: I will support a little, just a moment, while waiting for the man to come out of class. Then, when he does, tell me where Zero, and finally I can go.
Zero is located somewhere alone.
He needs me.
I will go, forever.
Suddenly the door opens and out Yagari Toga, fast and secure, apparently unharmed. Seems surprised to see me.
Me the notes dryly.
"How guardian, I can not afford to pretend not to see what I do not want ..." I tell him, avoiding his eyes.
's so. As guardian the College Cross, I can not afford to ignore that there is a thirsty vampire in the school, a vampire Hungry and desperate, almost free. As a friend ... I can not forget the face of Zero resigned.
"You're a good girl," she tells the man, smiling.
But what I want to tell me I do not like it.
"But now there's nothing that a nice girl like you can do."
Ah, is it? Then ... then ...
"If you have the same intention to see him go! E 'in the guest room, in the private manager. "
My feet fly.
Zero, if there is nothing I can do for you, so -
-then I become a woman.
***
The charm of their sighs
***
" Love is, above all,
the gift of oneself. "
Jean Anouilh
the gift of oneself. "
Jean Anouilh
The old clock struck eight, intrusive in the small dining room.
The atmosphere there was not a little shock since the voltage that night, had reached amazing heights, the conversation had died at birth and guests thrown into a catatonic state of alert. Zero was now sure of having exhausted questions, explanations, and autoconvincimenti questioning eyes. And patience, maybe.
The problem was Yuuki.
Irony aside, the boy could not remember such a painful period between them. Not even the first few days his arrival had put it in awe ... or maybe he was not remembering, it was also possible.
picked up the remote and turned up the volume, trying to distract themselves with the weather.
Why? Why so quiet? Throughout the evening he had said a few words and time, mechanics, you spread the butter on a slice of bread, stubbornly setting the table - without even commenting on the stupid jingle of the program, as he liked to do for years knowing that irritate him.
that he was ill?
... Or was he afraid?
No, not that. Yuuki now feared not more.
He had known immediately that day, drinking from his fragile wrist without taking his eyes from his. He had learned in silence, without declaration. Shudder no more contact.
And although the Zero vampire hunter found the choice very questionable, as it depended Zero vampire and perhaps more than the same blood. Therefore, after this discovery - and in light of all intimate and exciting experiences of their bites, when the string to itself or looked straight at me, frightened but also fascinated by the possibility that she understood - would never have believed to be able to find it.
Suddenly, an intuition.
Kuran.
What ... the thoroughbred that had spoken?
What had told her that he had already externalized rather clearly to him, Zero Kiryuu, the night after the expulsion Emissaries of the Senate? That is, holding her ... and wanted.
What he wanted for himself and nobody else.
Forever ... next
Yes, must have happened. From this perspective, many events acquire meaning - the fact that Yuuki blushed often, that stuttering and answer questions with monosyllables or, quite the opposite, with speeches without rhyme or reason.
He put a hand to his mouth, pretending to lean on.
Il pensiero di quanto in realtà lei dovesse esser felice gli provocò un eccesso di bile.
Zap.
«Uh?»
«Oh, s’è spento» osservò Yuuki, guardando il televisore. «Avrai toccato qualcosa.»
«Per niente» rispose, premendo il tasto d’accensione sul telecomando.
Bip .
...
Bzzz.
She bit into the bread and made no comment as well, fascinated by the whims of the TV. That was when Zero began to grow impatient.
He rose abruptly from the table and left the remote control, to lay siege to the television arose.
Hell, just tell him that. They had always talked about everything? Even in his pitiful thing for that vampire? So that problem was to put the icing on the cake ... at least they would have stuck with the comedy.
checked the cables on the back of the tv, then giving a healthy slap to the jalopy.
"Damn. He will say that we put it in broken. "
And, momentarily thrown weapons, s'accaparrò the nearest chair to study a new strategy.
"You know if you have the instructions?"
"Nhnh."
A sigh.
was at that moment, staring at the screen, which could see the clear reflection of the room.
And to Yuuki, who licked the tip of a knife, stained with jam.
Watching him.
"Stop. You'll get hurt. "
Yuuki jumped, breaking eye contact.
E was hurt.
"Ah," he groaned, touching the lower lip.
Vide Zero ran a hand through his hair, exasperated. Damn him.
He put the knife on the plate and, with hand over her mouth and began to search his pockets to find a tissue. It would have been easier if the time of the round was played. And if the president did not go out of town, too, insisting that cenassero equally together, blessed her with the excuse of "delicious stew, made with love, his style , not to be missed."
sighed.
In spite of all his desires, he knew that neither the president nor the round would advance their categorical arrival time, and above all, that neither Zero nor she would never have dreamed of desert offered a stew that way - would not have heard from the end.
was an invitation-halter.
So, that night they were just planted there, since the conclusion of the course. Yuuki would have given anything to escape.
And stay all night.
He had not the faintest idea how to behave.
pursed his lips, making even more evil.
"What am I to you?"
Now he knew the answer to that question. Knew it ... and it was confusing.
How can - he thought, secretly observing Zero - that I do not ever noticed? After all this time ...
He looked away, afraid that somehow he could hear her. What most of all the cast in a panic, at last, had to know dovergli a response.
How to react? ... Smile? Laugh? I would of ... stupid? was afraid of the "after" an unknown, inscrutable, that could have ruined forever what had been able to save even the true nature of Zero. But in the end, I could pretend not to know, not to remember, and let the time runs out?
Her breath is cut off. No. He knew he could not do it.
But what are I to Zero?
was then that he realized how much his back, so close, it was hard.
He moved his hand without thinking, to call him, while his gaze was attracted by the reflection of the movement on the screen. That sent the black surface also the image of his face, distorted and not at all feminine. And on his chin ...
... chin smeared with blood.
addition, wide open, there were the eyes of Zero.
Ah ...
Tu-tum.
"..."
Now, almost had read my mind, the boy got up to leave. And just as quickly Yuuki stopped him, holding the back of Plush - a move rough, inconsistent, which made the chair tumbling to the ground.
"No," he said, hoarsely. "Do not go!"
If possible, Zero became even more tense.
Tu-tum.
was quite clear that he understood, and Yuuki did not know if it was more terrible than his refusal or the fact that, despite everything, he should have asked .
Trying to calm down and dominate the mad heart, looked at a few drops of blood fall between them.
What am I ...?
The sweet sound of the collision of accelerated breathing Zero. And she wondered if she had the courage.
"Zero ..."
"Yuuki" His tone was urgent, "Molly."
No. "
" Why are you doing this ?
"Zero, seriously, not ... never mind, I-" It did not matter? God, what was he saying? "Just do it-"
But he abruptly moved to free themselves and, in an attempt to turn it, Yuuki's put his hand on his face smeared with blood. The boy froze. Then, suddenly, after an infinite time, turned around and pushed her against the table, grabbing his wrist.
"Why? Why want to break all of my control? "
" Why do not you ask why, if you need it? "
Her eyes became hard.
"Stop. What game are you playing? "
Yuuki felt the chill room. Without leaving his eyes, paralyzed, he raised his free hand to touch the forearm.
"No game," said a faint voice. "Do you think I could ...?"
"Then," Zero said after a while, approaching the other girl's hand to the face, palms raised. "Tell me all these coincidences." And, slow, languid, and his eyes fade in the brilliant color of blood, hung his head until his lips posarvi, every little line drawing of the skin.
Yuuki lowered eyelids instantly.
did not expect a spreading so fast on his part, and this confirmed his fears - he had zero again pushed to the limits.
He wanted to talk about it, scold him, but that was not to import now. Not this. Because both were returned to the world that was their only, private, irreplaceable, irresistible, and no going back.
did not want to go back.
What are vampires? They can understand the feelings from the blood?
When she heard him come off the hand that did not bite, remained as it was.
In those few moments, the world had changed. The mere sound of the table, the heat of the mouth of Zero, a throbbing pain on the lip ... there was only one. Neither the room where they were, neither the college nor the world that divided them and persecuted them live longer. And how many times had happened! Many, without her remark it.
But now no more, no more.
Therefore, it would not accept the suffering in the face of Zero. Loving erase the guilt that always, always crushing him.
Yes, she was convinced.
"Do it," she whispered.
"Yuuki ..."
"Finish what you started that night."
said no more.
Gliel'avrebbe silent, a little longer.
But how could he, God, break the spell of their sighs?
While Zero closed the distance between them and gently suck out his chin, holding the arms, firm but gentle - not the close of the whooping and erotic need but rather the touch of passionate desire - you feel like dying. He knew that he was the first and only. No one would ever be replaced. Nothing would ever compensated for its loss.
and swore to herself that she would save.
Why me, Zero ...
From the inside of his throat, where a drop of blood had fallen rebel, the contours of his face ... with kisses came the beating of his heart, the intensity of what we both felt.
reached their goal, Zero lingered kissing the curve of the chin, shocked by what he was doing without the slightest control, anxious, eager, madly in love.
... I love you.
Priva now the word, Yuuki clung to him with all his might.
His eyes were still closed when their foreheads touched.
I love you!
The atmosphere there was not a little shock since the voltage that night, had reached amazing heights, the conversation had died at birth and guests thrown into a catatonic state of alert. Zero was now sure of having exhausted questions, explanations, and autoconvincimenti questioning eyes. And patience, maybe.
The problem was Yuuki.
Irony aside, the boy could not remember such a painful period between them. Not even the first few days his arrival had put it in awe ... or maybe he was not remembering, it was also possible.
picked up the remote and turned up the volume, trying to distract themselves with the weather.
Why? Why so quiet? Throughout the evening he had said a few words and time, mechanics, you spread the butter on a slice of bread, stubbornly setting the table - without even commenting on the stupid jingle of the program, as he liked to do for years knowing that irritate him.
that he was ill?
... Or was he afraid?
No, not that. Yuuki now feared not more.
He had known immediately that day, drinking from his fragile wrist without taking his eyes from his. He had learned in silence, without declaration. Shudder no more contact.
And although the Zero vampire hunter found the choice very questionable, as it depended Zero vampire and perhaps more than the same blood. Therefore, after this discovery - and in light of all intimate and exciting experiences of their bites, when the string to itself or looked straight at me, frightened but also fascinated by the possibility that she understood - would never have believed to be able to find it.
Suddenly, an intuition.
Kuran.
What ... the thoroughbred that had spoken?
What had told her that he had already externalized rather clearly to him, Zero Kiryuu, the night after the expulsion Emissaries of the Senate? That is, holding her ... and wanted.
What he wanted for himself and nobody else.
Forever ... next
Yes, must have happened. From this perspective, many events acquire meaning - the fact that Yuuki blushed often, that stuttering and answer questions with monosyllables or, quite the opposite, with speeches without rhyme or reason.
He put a hand to his mouth, pretending to lean on.
Il pensiero di quanto in realtà lei dovesse esser felice gli provocò un eccesso di bile.
Zap.
«Uh?»
«Oh, s’è spento» osservò Yuuki, guardando il televisore. «Avrai toccato qualcosa.»
«Per niente» rispose, premendo il tasto d’accensione sul telecomando.
Bip .
...
Bzzz.
She bit into the bread and made no comment as well, fascinated by the whims of the TV. That was when Zero began to grow impatient.
He rose abruptly from the table and left the remote control, to lay siege to the television arose.
Hell, just tell him that. They had always talked about everything? Even in his pitiful thing for that vampire? So that problem was to put the icing on the cake ... at least they would have stuck with the comedy.
checked the cables on the back of the tv, then giving a healthy slap to the jalopy.
"Damn. He will say that we put it in broken. "
And, momentarily thrown weapons, s'accaparrò the nearest chair to study a new strategy.
"You know if you have the instructions?"
"Nhnh."
A sigh.
was at that moment, staring at the screen, which could see the clear reflection of the room.
And to Yuuki, who licked the tip of a knife, stained with jam.
Watching him.
"Stop. You'll get hurt. "
Yuuki jumped, breaking eye contact.
E was hurt.
"Ah," he groaned, touching the lower lip.
Vide Zero ran a hand through his hair, exasperated. Damn him.
He put the knife on the plate and, with hand over her mouth and began to search his pockets to find a tissue. It would have been easier if the time of the round was played. And if the president did not go out of town, too, insisting that cenassero equally together, blessed her with the excuse of "delicious stew, made with love, his style , not to be missed."
sighed.
In spite of all his desires, he knew that neither the president nor the round would advance their categorical arrival time, and above all, that neither Zero nor she would never have dreamed of desert offered a stew that way - would not have heard from the end.
was an invitation-halter.
So, that night they were just planted there, since the conclusion of the course. Yuuki would have given anything to escape.
And stay all night.
He had not the faintest idea how to behave.
pursed his lips, making even more evil.
"What am I to you?"
Now he knew the answer to that question. Knew it ... and it was confusing.
How can - he thought, secretly observing Zero - that I do not ever noticed? After all this time ...
He looked away, afraid that somehow he could hear her. What most of all the cast in a panic, at last, had to know dovergli a response.
How to react? ... Smile? Laugh? I would of ... stupid? was afraid of the "after" an unknown, inscrutable, that could have ruined forever what had been able to save even the true nature of Zero. But in the end, I could pretend not to know, not to remember, and let the time runs out?
Her breath is cut off. No. He knew he could not do it.
But what are I to Zero?
was then that he realized how much his back, so close, it was hard.
He moved his hand without thinking, to call him, while his gaze was attracted by the reflection of the movement on the screen. That sent the black surface also the image of his face, distorted and not at all feminine. And on his chin ...
... chin smeared with blood.
addition, wide open, there were the eyes of Zero.
Ah ...
Tu-tum.
"..."
Now, almost had read my mind, the boy got up to leave. And just as quickly Yuuki stopped him, holding the back of Plush - a move rough, inconsistent, which made the chair tumbling to the ground.
"No," he said, hoarsely. "Do not go!"
If possible, Zero became even more tense.
Tu-tum.
was quite clear that he understood, and Yuuki did not know if it was more terrible than his refusal or the fact that, despite everything, he should have asked .
Trying to calm down and dominate the mad heart, looked at a few drops of blood fall between them.
What am I ...?
The sweet sound of the collision of accelerated breathing Zero. And she wondered if she had the courage.
"Zero ..."
"Yuuki" His tone was urgent, "Molly."
No. "
" Why are you doing this ?
"Zero, seriously, not ... never mind, I-" It did not matter? God, what was he saying? "Just do it-"
But he abruptly moved to free themselves and, in an attempt to turn it, Yuuki's put his hand on his face smeared with blood. The boy froze. Then, suddenly, after an infinite time, turned around and pushed her against the table, grabbing his wrist.
"Why? Why want to break all of my control? "
" Why do not you ask why, if you need it? "
Her eyes became hard.
"Stop. What game are you playing? "
Yuuki felt the chill room. Without leaving his eyes, paralyzed, he raised his free hand to touch the forearm.
"No game," said a faint voice. "Do you think I could ...?"
"Then," Zero said after a while, approaching the other girl's hand to the face, palms raised. "Tell me all these coincidences." And, slow, languid, and his eyes fade in the brilliant color of blood, hung his head until his lips posarvi, every little line drawing of the skin.
Yuuki lowered eyelids instantly.
did not expect a spreading so fast on his part, and this confirmed his fears - he had zero again pushed to the limits.
He wanted to talk about it, scold him, but that was not to import now. Not this. Because both were returned to the world that was their only, private, irreplaceable, irresistible, and no going back.
did not want to go back.
What are vampires? They can understand the feelings from the blood?
When she heard him come off the hand that did not bite, remained as it was.
In those few moments, the world had changed. The mere sound of the table, the heat of the mouth of Zero, a throbbing pain on the lip ... there was only one. Neither the room where they were, neither the college nor the world that divided them and persecuted them live longer. And how many times had happened! Many, without her remark it.
But now no more, no more.
Therefore, it would not accept the suffering in the face of Zero. Loving erase the guilt that always, always crushing him.
Yes, she was convinced.
"Do it," she whispered.
"Yuuki ..."
"Finish what you started that night."
said no more.
Gliel'avrebbe silent, a little longer.
But how could he, God, break the spell of their sighs?
While Zero closed the distance between them and gently suck out his chin, holding the arms, firm but gentle - not the close of the whooping and erotic need but rather the touch of passionate desire - you feel like dying. He knew that he was the first and only. No one would ever be replaced. Nothing would ever compensated for its loss.
and swore to herself that she would save.
Why me, Zero ...
From the inside of his throat, where a drop of blood had fallen rebel, the contours of his face ... with kisses came the beating of his heart, the intensity of what we both felt.
reached their goal, Zero lingered kissing the curve of the chin, shocked by what he was doing without the slightest control, anxious, eager, madly in love.
... I love you.
Priva now the word, Yuuki clung to him with all his might.
His eyes were still closed when their foreheads touched.
I love you!
***
Straordinario ed emozionante
***
“ I give my heart for you to break.
I give my final breath.
When nothing lasts forever see
what we can turn eternity into.
And I just want to get Closer Than Close To You. "
Bee Gees
I give my final breath.
When nothing lasts forever see
what we can turn eternity into.
And I just want to get Closer Than Close To You. "
Bee Gees
had come to him with a pitch quiet that night, while the great fire lashed the woodlands of the college, and had given him the most beautiful words he'd ever heard.
From that day started out a dream.
Zero Kiryu did not want to be carefree - and bad luck, however, it is not physically capable of thought - but few things in his life had seemed as difficult to resist quell'euforia, quell'esilarante completeness.
see its redness from a distance and know that they were for him, walking beside him or just bring it, just to feel the touch of his hand on his arm, tighten and draw her into a kiss, though rarely, a gesture still amazing and exciting ...
Then, to study together at every opportunity. Go in the principal cities and transform the commission into a continuous entertainment, though he tried to make indifferent, to maintain some sort of decorum.
ridiculous behavior.
A feeling linked to the "first" when things were very similar, but with a different spirit - what else!
Or, more ... night after the round, finished the lessons of the Night Class ... when even the outline of Kuran had to disappear beyond the gates of the dormitory, lift from the ground, ending close to normal, the words of every day and keep it close against him. No hurry to bring their secret place, playing before his embarrassed protests, then a tremulous breath on her neck, then the sentence that erased any sense of guilt: "I love you."
Like now.
Close both a stone's throw from the world.
leaving behind a trail of clothes, tripping, kidnapped, in their own legs and fall on the bed.
And then ... his hands. On the face, hair, back, trembling but brave.
His voice, sweetly desperate.
" Zero."
All this ...
He kissed her.
Ah-was receiving too much, the love was too much. He should not have to love it so.
Neither should have been loved so much.
A groan. He clenched his fists, trying not to succumb.
Yuuki replied, touching his canines - a habit that took your breath away, orientation, any control. And she knew it. The tusks that had bitten so many times, now caressing her naturally a bit 'stubborn, returning his attention with the most intimate gestures, uttering those sounds, those sounds ripping.
And Zero was won.
For the few that remained, then suddenly purged from the horrors of purgatory, no longer silent, allowing himself to desire and be desired.
to kiss up to leave you breathless.
touching.
to make her scream ...
and to forge exhausted and fell asleep in his bed, took it with him.
All of this - more than he ever dared to dream, really. All this ... something that could not or would no longer refuse.
And when at last it was time for compensation, the settlement of accounts, without any hope to cling to, he would accept no regrets.
Word Count : 469.
Translation quote: "I give you my heart from spezzare. / I send my last Breath / When nothing lasts forever, you see / What can we transform into eternity. / And I want to only collect you close, closer. "(Bee Gees, Closer Than Close ) Literally" Closer Than Close "should be translated" nearest neighbor "(aww \u0026lt;3 ), but it sounds this lily in Italian ... so I made freely.
From that day started out a dream.
Zero Kiryu did not want to be carefree - and bad luck, however, it is not physically capable of thought - but few things in his life had seemed as difficult to resist quell'euforia, quell'esilarante completeness.
see its redness from a distance and know that they were for him, walking beside him or just bring it, just to feel the touch of his hand on his arm, tighten and draw her into a kiss, though rarely, a gesture still amazing and exciting ...
Then, to study together at every opportunity. Go in the principal cities and transform the commission into a continuous entertainment, though he tried to make indifferent, to maintain some sort of decorum.
ridiculous behavior.
A feeling linked to the "first" when things were very similar, but with a different spirit - what else!
Or, more ... night after the round, finished the lessons of the Night Class ... when even the outline of Kuran had to disappear beyond the gates of the dormitory, lift from the ground, ending close to normal, the words of every day and keep it close against him. No hurry to bring their secret place, playing before his embarrassed protests, then a tremulous breath on her neck, then the sentence that erased any sense of guilt: "I love you."
Like now.
Close both a stone's throw from the world.
leaving behind a trail of clothes, tripping, kidnapped, in their own legs and fall on the bed.
And then ... his hands. On the face, hair, back, trembling but brave.
His voice, sweetly desperate.
" Zero."
All this ...
He kissed her.
Ah-was receiving too much, the love was too much. He should not have to love it so.
Neither should have been loved so much.
A groan. He clenched his fists, trying not to succumb.
Yuuki replied, touching his canines - a habit that took your breath away, orientation, any control. And she knew it. The tusks that had bitten so many times, now caressing her naturally a bit 'stubborn, returning his attention with the most intimate gestures, uttering those sounds, those sounds ripping.
And Zero was won.
For the few that remained, then suddenly purged from the horrors of purgatory, no longer silent, allowing himself to desire and be desired.
to kiss up to leave you breathless.
touching.
to make her scream ...
and to forge exhausted and fell asleep in his bed, took it with him.
All of this - more than he ever dared to dream, really. All this ... something that could not or would no longer refuse.
And when at last it was time for compensation, the settlement of accounts, without any hope to cling to, he would accept no regrets.
Word Count : 469.
Translation quote: "I give you my heart from spezzare. / I send my last Breath / When nothing lasts forever, you see / What can we transform into eternity. / And I want to only collect you close, closer. "(Bee Gees, Closer Than Close ) Literally" Closer Than Close "should be translated" nearest neighbor "(aww \u0026lt;3 ), but it sounds this lily in Italian ... so I made freely.
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Prisoners
"The solitude, joining the simple souls, the more complicated. "
Victor Hugo
Victor Hugo
Snow. A thick curtain, dense, but not biting covers the forest, driving a cold and sore. As his fingers bitten by frost, like the breath that goes up - losing - to the gray sky, the night moves without noise.
You turn on some lights in the house, sounds of footsteps, sounds of voices, sounds of the early approaches.
And out on the hillside, Kaname Kuran says. Remember another
night fell six years ago while it was snowing so not much different from now, the night, early murderess, has saved the life of a child, "Yuuki Cross." A small little thing, numb and helpless.
Especially before a performance of the .
Then an orphan welcomed into the house by the Director. And after that, the only oasis of peace for a caged like him.
Then he closes his eyes and hear his own breathing peacefully, indifferent to the ice.
wants to see it. He wants to talk to her and make sure it's okay.
's also enough closer to a window, to control from afar. It has done so many times.
Would feel less alone, even if only for a moment.
But he knows that tonight should not.
can not , because in their circle has entered a new prisoner - a small figure, pale and bitter, carefully guided by the director along the path strewn with salt, and has now, to see the world, of eyes that have seen death.
are similar, he and Zero Kiryu.
You look like a lot longer than you want, but even more than I can ignore, because the prison is a two-faced monster that knows Kaname. It can be physical, mental ... and they can have both .
Dark chains on their feet forever stuck a dagger in his chest. The word that refuses to quit.
brothers in distress, then?
Break a pine branch.
Oh no, not that. This never.
Kiryu Because today she receives .
Today that boy takes the place that Kaname has dreamed of for many, many years - a bed and a chair and a sincere word in the house without bars, without eyes peering from the canvas of the paintings, no trace of formal atmosphere. You can move and breathe and maybe even sleep next to Yuuki, still, in front of a screen off ... two children are not forgotten, but kept silent by the kindness of a father.
At this time, Kaname knows wronging another prisoner. Of course he is still awake, tired but alert in anticipation of its return, worried that her grandfather or someone else discovers them.
Yes, he knows to have a trusted friend, loyal and brother waiting for him.
But tonight I just want to be envious.
He looks more windows, striped frost.
It would be a misfortune to die young, after having received so much? Do not you think. No.
And, getting up to return home to a much less desired, to grasp more than two tents lit silhouettes family, former neighbors, she wonders if a little 'warmth of family that will filter more in him.
Again, not for long.
Before the Parade of prisoners .
You turn on some lights in the house, sounds of footsteps, sounds of voices, sounds of the early approaches.
And out on the hillside, Kaname Kuran says. Remember another
night fell six years ago while it was snowing so not much different from now, the night, early murderess, has saved the life of a child, "Yuuki Cross." A small little thing, numb and helpless.
Especially before a performance of the .
Then an orphan welcomed into the house by the Director. And after that, the only oasis of peace for a caged like him.
Then he closes his eyes and hear his own breathing peacefully, indifferent to the ice.
wants to see it. He wants to talk to her and make sure it's okay.
's also enough closer to a window, to control from afar. It has done so many times.
Would feel less alone, even if only for a moment.
But he knows that tonight should not.
can not , because in their circle has entered a new prisoner - a small figure, pale and bitter, carefully guided by the director along the path strewn with salt, and has now, to see the world, of eyes that have seen death.
are similar, he and Zero Kiryu.
You look like a lot longer than you want, but even more than I can ignore, because the prison is a two-faced monster that knows Kaname. It can be physical, mental ... and they can have both .
Dark chains on their feet forever stuck a dagger in his chest. The word that refuses to quit.
brothers in distress, then?
Break a pine branch.
Oh no, not that. This never.
Kiryu Because today she receives .
Today that boy takes the place that Kaname has dreamed of for many, many years - a bed and a chair and a sincere word in the house without bars, without eyes peering from the canvas of the paintings, no trace of formal atmosphere. You can move and breathe and maybe even sleep next to Yuuki, still, in front of a screen off ... two children are not forgotten, but kept silent by the kindness of a father.
At this time, Kaname knows wronging another prisoner. Of course he is still awake, tired but alert in anticipation of its return, worried that her grandfather or someone else discovers them.
Yes, he knows to have a trusted friend, loyal and brother waiting for him.
But tonight I just want to be envious.
He looks more windows, striped frost.
It would be a misfortune to die young, after having received so much? Do not you think. No.
And, getting up to return home to a much less desired, to grasp more than two tents lit silhouettes family, former neighbors, she wonders if a little 'warmth of family that will filter more in him.
Again, not for long.
Before the Parade of prisoners .
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