What Lies Deep In The Ferthest Reaches Of The Sky

Slipped Away, For Yukito

Sat, 16 Sep 2006 16:40:17 GMT

Title: Slipped Away
Author: Edward J. Marks
Pairing: Yukito x Edward, a little Shun x Edward
Rating: PG-16, Yaoi
Song: Slipped Away
Summary: Yukito has been taken away. These are Edward’s thoughts and transgressions about the incident.
Disclaimers: I do not own Yukito he belongs to Meagan. I do not own this song; it is Avril Lavigne’s song

To Yukito Takaishi

// Na na, na na na, na na
I miss you, miss you so bad
I don't forget you, oh it's so sad //

The room was quiet as I slowly typed on my keyboard. It wasn’t the same in the apartment since Yukito left. No soft sounds of someone’s feet padding through the kitchen, no sound of the door opening up and a small form peeking in on me, no kiss on my cheek as I worked. Yuki was gone and now I had nothing.

His picture was still on my desk, our wedding picture. He was still smiling at me. God how many times I wanted to kill myself for letting this happen. I was already a wreck. My hair had grown out past my shoulders, there were dark circles under my eyes from late nights working, and I hadn’t gone out of the apartment in a month. I would hope too much, hoping that I might see Yuki walk down the street. Still smiling.

My fingers ached and I pulled them away from my work. Working for the newspaper was a lot better then my old job. I could disappear for a while, then come back to work and they won’t ask questions. Tokyo Pop fired me because I wasn’t fast enough getting in the stuff I edit. How could I when those past nights I have been curled up in my bed crying. Yukito’s scent was still there, the soft scent of flowers and vanilla, from the lotion he used. His touch on me, on my body, still lingered. It hurt even now after eight months has past since he was taken. I needed to get away. I needed to go outside or I would go insane. Not that I already was.

// I hope you can hear me
I remember it clearly //

I forced my body into the shower and after that into the kitchen to grab my keys. I looked at the room and started to tear up.

“Yuki…” I couldn’t help, but let that name slip past my lips.

I remembered so much of our short time together. I remember him making me coffee in the kitchen because I was up too late and I was already falling asleep on my keyboard. His smile. God I missed it so much. Before I knew it, he was there. In my apartment again. Was it true? Was everything a bad dream?

I reached my hand out to touch the figure, to touch his long beautiful blonde hair again, but my hand went through it. As quickly as the figure of my love came, it left. I knew it, I was going crazy. I already had nightmares where I couldn’t go to sleep anymore. Now I was seeing him in my waking. I had to get out of here. Too many memories.

Grabbing my keys, I headed out the door. The daylight stung my amber eyes and I closed them quickly. Seeing myself out in the light I found out how pale and thin I was. I just slipped on my black sunglasses and started walking, not even bothering to lock up my home. Who cares anyway? The more important and valuable thing in my life was already gone. There was nothing else to steal.

// The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
Ooooh //

People stared at me as I walked past them. They probably thought I was a gothic of some sort. I didn’t mind. For all I know I might as well be one. With my black pants, black tie, and long black coat. I remember Yukito told me he wanted to put more color in my life cause I always wore white, brown, dark green or black. Yuki was colorful, always bright and happy. I wouldn’t of minded wearing colorful clothing if I was with him. Though I would just want to be with him.

“Edward-kun!”

My eyes widen as I looked up in front of me. Again the image appeared. Yukito was looking at the flowers, smiling brightly. My body trembled.

“Aren’t they pretty Edward-kun?” He looked at me. God he was so beautiful. “Can we get some for the apartment? It will brighten our home up.”

“Yuki-“ My voice chocked up as tears fell down my face. Was this for real? I mean, we were out on the streets. Could he be really there?

“Edward!” His form started to run towards me. All I could do was open my arms out to him. He always did this, run into my arms and hug on me. I missed that. The feeling of his wonderful, loving arms around me, and I missed my arms around his small being.

As Yuki got close, my heart pounded hard in my chest. This was real. He was there. He would be in my arms again. I let his name slip past my lips as he jumped up, but then my eyes widen and my heart then stopped beating. He went right through me. Yuki just faded when we were about to touch.
“Yuki…” I wrapped my open arms around myself and sobbed softly. People didn’t notice me that much, thinking I was some crazy person. But I was. I was insane. Yuki was the only thing that held me life in place. Without him I would just fade away like the image I saw.

// Na na la la la na na
I didn't get around to kiss you
Goodbye on the hand
I wish that I could see you again
I know that I can't //

I didn’t know how I ended up in my apartment on the floor. I just remembered visions of people moving by quickly. I must of ran back and fell on the floor. God my head hurt, but not as much as my heart. It ached for him, for my Yukito.

Forcing myself up, I slowly limped off to the bedroom like a wounded dog. I should sleep, but how? I couldn’t fall to sleep if my life depended on it. But before I knew it my body was already laying on the bed. Again Yuki’s scent filled my nose. It was soft and gentle. Like he was. It soothed me somewhat, but the ache in my heart wouldn’t go away. It felt like the day Robert raped me, but stronger.

I could feel my whole self start shutting down. I was that tired? I guess not eating and not sleeping for the past few days had finally taken its toll on me. Maybe if I go to sleep I won’t wake up. Maybe I will stay in wonderful dreams forever. I hope they would be wonderful because I never wanted to wake up again.

Faintly I could hear my door open to my bedroom. Maybe it was someone who was going to rob and kill my in my sleep. I hope he was quick, I wanted to die. At lest I wouldn’t feel anything. My eyes closed as the form came over me, then I passed out.

// Oooooh
I hope you can hear me cause I remember it clearly
The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
Ooooh //

In my dreams I could see him, touch him, feel him. Yuki was sitting there brushing his long hair. I sat behind him and inhaled his scent. Yuki you have no idea how much I’ve missed you. My fingers brushed through his hair, his hair was soft as silk. God Yuki you have no idea how beautiful you are. I feel in love with the day I first met you.

My body felt alive. Memories flashed in my head. Memories of my time with Yukito. The day we met in high school. We bumped into each other in the hallway. You were so cute, blushing so red. The day we married was one of the best days of my life. I always wore my ring with pride and happiness and I knew you did too Yuki. Then the night we first made love. I remember your face, how scared you were. I could remember every shy touch, every whimper and cry, everything. I remembered how I screamed out my love to you that night. I remember everything.

I leaned in to kiss him, but he slowly faded again. My chest started to hurt as my vision blurred. Oh no, not this. No I don’t want to dream about this!

My worst memory showed before me. I just came back from work. I couldn’t wait to see my Yuki, but when I open the door my heart stopped. My apartment was a mess, like someone had broken into it.

“YUKI!” I hear myself cry out as I ran inside. I looked everywhere in the apartment, but I couldn’t find him. Where was he? Where was my Yuki?

My eyes drifted to a note that was addressed to me. When I opened it, his wedding ring fell into my hands. No. Please don’t say your leaving me. My worst fear was coming true. I read the note slowly as tears filled my eyes.

Dear Edward J. Marks,

I have taken my son, Yukito Takaishi away. I will not stand this marriage of my child to another man. I hope you understand that I want the best for him, and my Yukito being married to a man is not what I want for him. I’m sorry we tore up your apartment, but Yukito would not leave. I don’t know what you did to my son, but we are taking him far away so you will never see him again. Here is the wedding ring. I hope you can get your money back.

Signed,

Yukito’s Mother

// I had my wake up
Won't you wake up
I keep asking why
And I can't take it
It wasn't fake
It happened, you passed by //

Before I knew it I was running outside down the street with the letter and ring clutched in my hand. No this couldn’t be happening to me, to us. I could see a black car in front of me. For some odd reason it had no license plate. I could see something moving in the back seat. My heart jumped as I was Yukito’s face in the back wind shield.

“YUKI! YUKI!” I called over and over. I could see his mouth moving, calling out for me. I ran faster, faster then I thought I could ever run. I was going to die before I let them take away my love.

// Now you’re gone, now you’re gone
There you go, there you go
Somewhere I can't bring you back //

The car started to go faster and I was quickly falling behind. Yuki’s face started to get smaller and smaller. Disappearing from my eyes right in front of me. No I wouldn’t let that happen. He was mine, my love! My feet carried me on for I don’t know how far, but I just kept following.

I could feel my legs ache, my chest as well from the running, but I wasn’t going to give up. I reached my hand out to Yukito’s image.

“Don’t leave me!” I yelled out. “I love you so much! COME BACK YUKI!”

My foot slipped and I fell to the ground hard. My body rolled like a rag doll on the street. The pavement tore up my arms and face. I looked up weakly to see Yuki screaming and crying before two arms pulled him away from sight.

// Now you’re gone, now you’re gone //

My now bleeding hand reached for the wedding ring I dropped when I feel. The only thing they left to me of his. I gripped the small gold ring in my hand tightly, ignoring the pain.

// There you go, there you go, //

Hot tears streamed down my cheeks. The salt stings my scratched up face.

“Yuki…”

I let him down. I let him go. I couldn’t save him.

“Yuki…”

My body curled up and I started to cry, because I knew. Deep down inside I knew.

I gave out a loud cry before passing out.

“YUKITO!”

// Somewhere you’re not coming back //

Yukito wasn’t coming back. Not ever.

// The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same no..
The day you slipped away
Was the day that I found it won't be the same oooh... //

I shook out of my sleep, out of my nightmare by a gentle hand. When my eyes opened I found Shun, my childhood friend, looking down at me. His face was full of worry. His eyes were blurred like mine from tears. Did he watch over me while I was in that nightmare?

“Edward…” Shun wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly. I could feel his body shake against mine, or was it my own body? It was. I could feel more tears running down my cheeks. How did things end up like this? Why did they have too?

My weak arms wrapped around my friend and I held onto him, sobbing and crying loudly. I lost the most impotent thing in my life, and I couldn’t do anything about it. All I wanted to do was die. I wish I could die. I shouldn’t even be alive when Yukito was somewhere, and not by my side.

“Yuki…Yuki…” I found myself sobbing his name over and over as Shun held onto me.

// Nah nah, nah nah nah, nah nah
I miss you //

“YUKITO COME BACK!”

End

Beautiful Stranger

Wed, 31 May 2006 21:36:26 GMT

Title: Beautiful Stranger
Author: Edward J. Marks
Pairing: Edward x Shun
Fandom: Shinobi Tales (aka mine)
Song: Beautiful Stranger by Madonna
Summary: Shun is the Darkwind Shinobi who is infamous for seducing his victims and killing them after he has had his fun. He is beautiful and unknown to the other shinobi clans. Edward is sent out on a mission by his leader to apprehend and kill Shun. But, with the turn off fate, Edward falls in love with the Darkwind Shinobi.
Rating: Older Teen
Notes: This is in modern times even though there are shinobis. //Lyrics//

// Haven't we met?
Some kind of beautiful stranger
You could be good for me
I've had the taste for danger //

Edward walked into the pulsing club, his eyes were moving all over the place for his target. His black hair hid his eyes so no one, if there’re were other shinobis, could see him watching. Edward moved quickly past the dancing crowds that wouldn’t move to the floor as he went closer to the stage. His target was up there, dancing and singing in full beauty, a beautiful stranger to all shinobis. The grace of the young man as he danced on stage was unmatched to anyone Edward had ever seen in his life. This was his target, Darkwind Shinobi, or Shun as he soon found out from his master when he got this mission.

“Locate, apprehend, and terminate Shun.” Edward repeated over to himself softly making sure Shun couldn’t hear him.

~Flashback~

“Edward, come forth.” Edward’s master beckoned him by his hand. “We have a mission for you.”

The kneeling shinobi nodded and slowly made his way to his master. Another mission, he thought to himself happily with a forming smile on his lips, maybe I can prove myself to my master. Once he got in front of the older man he knelt yet again on the floor.

“Yes master?”

“Edward this mission means a lot to many shinobi leaders and must be carried out at all costs. This mission may be the most important one you will ever get in your life Edward.”

Edward’s eyes lit up at the thought. He couldn’t wait to start.

A few photos were laid down showing a young, and vary beautiful shinobi in them. His eyes were dark green and his hair was a beautiful dark blonde. He seemed to be dancing in each photo Edward looked through. Who ever this person was, Edward took an attraction to him vary quickly. The hints of blush were evident on his cheeks as he slowly flipped through the pictures.

“W-Who is he?” He asked breathlessly.

“Darkwind Shinobi or rightly known as Shun. He goes out and seduces leaders of clans and kills them when he is done. He is heartless and vary beautiful, like a snake. Your mission is to locate, apprehend, and terminate Shun before he kills again.” The master’s voice shook a little. “Take care of this problem and you will be rewarded greatly.”

Edward felt a little sad that he had to take out such a beautiful creature like Shun, but he didn’t have a choice. He had to do what he was told too.

“As you wish master.”

“And whatever you do Edward.” His master’s eyes went to Edward’s. ”Don’t fall in love.”

// If I'm smart then I'll run away
But I'm not so I guess I'll stay
Heaven forbid
I'll take my chance on a beautiful stranger //

Edward had found where Shun danced. He figured that’s how he chose his targets to kill, because he could see other leaders from other clans hanging around with hookers. He was sick at the sight, because he knew some of the leaders had wives back at home while they drank and played around with other women. But now that didn’t matter, all that did was the beautiful shinobi dancing in front of him on stage. Edward shyly danced along to the beat with the other people still watching his target.

Shun’s body rocked to the beat, screaming out in pleasure as watchful eyes gazed over his body. His short black leather shorts hugged his cute, little bottom like old friends as he turned and shook it at the crowd making an up roar. Shun’s tank hung lose on his shoulders and his chain mail made up for the looseness of the tank top. Leather knee high boots just made Edward shiver at the thought of it brushing up against his skin while they were making-

The shinobi shook his head and blushed. “Not now.” He muttered to himself, his eyes gazing back onto his target. “Don’t fall in love.” He repeated the words of his master.

“Ladies and Gentlemen that was Shun. Now for our next dancer-“
His target got off the stage and made his way over in the crowd, his body still moving to the beat of the next song. Edward had to stop Shun and get him to talk to him or something. He could see the Darkwind Shinobi moving over towards the exit, but he was too quick. Edward ran over to him and grabbed his arm.

“Wait!”

// I looked into your eyes
And my world came tumbling down
You're the devil in disguise
That's why I'm singing this song //

Edward’s eyes widen at the target close up. Their eyes looked in each other’s closely, studying each other intensely. The shinobi felt his heart skip a beat when he saw Shun smile at him. Was he caught?

“Well you like my dancing that much?” Shun gave a little wink at him. “Did you want a privet one or something, mister…?”

“Ed-Edward.” He stuttered, cursing himself inside that he gave away his real name to his target.

Shun moved close to Edward and wrapped his arms around his neck. He pressed up against him and started to move his hips against his with the song. Edward never felt like this, he was dizzy and hot from the movement and his vision blurred a bit when he stared back in Shun’s piercing green eyes. He found himself back at the dance floor with the beautiful stranger dancing with him, no for him. Focus Ed, he thought, keep it on your field.

Edward wrapped his arms around Shun’s waist and pulled him up against him more (if possible). It was time for him to show this Darkwind Shinobi what he was made of now. Edward’s lips brushed up against Shun’s throat as he leaned on more. He made quick laps at the wet, salty skin and found the taste arousing. He had never done this before, but Shun, somehow, pulled out this new side of him that was wild and dangerous. And the bigger problem, then losing his focus on his mission, was he liked this new side of himself.

“Do you always dance for people who grab your arm.” Edward whispered in Shun’s ear softly.

The target shook his head and smiled wickedly.

“Only for strangers.” Shun answered back.

// To know you
Is to love you
You're everywhere I go
And everybody knows
To love you
Is to be part of you
I paid for you with my tears
And swallowed my pride //

They pair made their way to the bar when Shun offered him a drink. Edward settled in a stool and his target slipped onto his lap wrapping his long silky legs around his waist. The heat Edward could feel from their bodies close together was so unbearable, but so good. Shun filed through his hair with his fingers gently, his eyes gazing into his own. How did you fall from heaven, Edward thought as he leaned his head back to the hand going through his hair.

The bartender walked over to them and smirked.

“Workin’ tonight again Shun?” He said with an amused tone.

“No.” Shun said, and wrapped his arms around Edward. “I’ve seem to take a liking to this one.”

“Oh this is a first.” The bartender blinked. “Oh well it’s your life. What would you two like? Vodka? Beer? Bloody Mary?”

“Sake.” Edward smiled, blushing slightly as Shun went down and nibbled on his neck softly. “M-Make that t-two.”

The man went off to get the pair their drinks quickly, not wanting to see what the dancer was up to this time. He had seen Shun with top ranking shinobis and shinobi leaders and after the night they were with him they all died. When Shun fooled around with them he said he was ‘working’, but he said he wasn’t. Maybe he really does like this guy, he thought as he started to make their drinks.

Shun nipped and lapped at the dark haired shinobi’s throat wickedly while his hands moved across his chest. Edward’s head was spinning and he hadn’t even had a drink yet. The feel of his target’s lips and hands drove him off the wall. He didn’t know he could let someone topple over him so easily like this. Every touch Shun made cause him to cry out or moan, begging for more. He was taught that a shinobi should never loose his pride and always take the lead, but here he was letting his own target have his way with him. Edward couldn’t help it though, he was caught under the spell of the Darkwind Shinobi, the beautiful stranger.

// Beautiful stranger...
Beautiful stranger... //

“So Edo.” Shun whispered in his ear. “Do you want to ditch this place and,” His hand moved to Edward’s pants. “Play around a little?”

Edward gasped and grabbed his hand, gripping it tightly. He brought the hand up to his lips and kissed each knuckle softly. He wasn’t going to be taken so easily, but deep down he didn’t want to go so fast. Deep down, Edward wanted to get closer to his target, he wanted to make Shun his and his alone.

“Can’t we go slow Shun?” Edward asked softly, still kissing Shun’s knuckles.

Blush formed on the dancer’s cheeks as he watched Edward closely. Shun had never met a man who didn’t want to take him on their first meeting, and he liked it. He was glad someone could take it slow so he could get to know the person.

“Yes, we can.”

“Good.” Edward smiled and held onto Shun as he watched the bartender bring their drinks over to them. He grabbed his glass and downed the warm liquid loving the burning feel move down his throat and flow to his stomach. There was nothing like sake to calm the nerves of a shinobi on a mission. Oh, he sighed a little and glanced over at the dance floor, I’m on a mission to kill this wonderful creature.

“Is something wrong Edo?”

// If I'm smart then I'll run away
But I'm not so I guess I'll stay
Haven't you heard?
I fell in love with a beautiful stranger //

The shinobi looked back at his target and blushed. “No.” He muttered softly and closed his eyes. Edward didn’t want Shun to worry about what he was thinking, he didn’t want to see a sad look on the dancer’s face. What are you saying Ed, he growled at himself, your going to kill him.

“Is there anything I can do?” Shun asked sweetly, smiling down at him.

Edward sighed sadly and grasped the Darkwind Shinobi’s chin. He shyly leaned in and kissed him softly on those beautiful lips. His first kiss, and with his target that he was suppose to kill, but he couldn’t. Edward had already fallen in love with the beautiful stranger. How could he not? Shun was beautiful and there was something about him that made Edward’s heart skip a beat. This had to be love, he had never felt this way about anyone before in his life.

I shouldn’t be doing this, Edward thought as he kissed Shun deeper, I should run away and tell my master that I couldn’t do it. His tongue slipped in the dancer’s willing and open mouth. But I can’t help it, I want to stay. Edward moaned as he moved his tongue in Shun’s mouth, holding him tightly. He could feel the other’s tongue wrap around his own teasingly, making him moan loader. How his own target made him beg like this.

They pulled away catch their breath. Edward leaned his head back panting heavily, his body was shaking from the kiss the two shared. His first kiss, with his target no less, was increasable. Nothing could be that good, Edward thought as his breathing calmed down. His eyes opened to gaze over at Shun who was calming down as well. The dancer’s face was flushed with a cute, pink color that made him even more adorable. But something clicked in his mind. I shouldn’t have kissed him.

“S-Shun…I’m sorry. I-I didn’t mean to kiss you l-l-like that.” Edward panicked.

// I looked into your face
My heart was dancing all over the place
I'd like to change my point of view
If I could just forget about you //

The shinobi couldn’t believe what he was seeing until it really registered in his brain. Shun was smiling, not just smiling, but also smiling happily. His heart seemed to stop as well as time itself. The only people there were Shun and himself. They were no longer target and shinobi. They were Shun and Edward, just two people with no duty to any master or a mission. Edward wished they could stay like that forever.

“Its…Its ok Edward.” Shun said softly, throwing him out of his trance. “I-I liked it.”

They both blushed shyly and looked away from each other. Edward didn’t know he could turn the seductive Darkwind Shinobi to a blushing schoolgirl, but then again he thought it was a cute look on him. When their eyes met again they just gazed into each other’s eyes, just loving each other’s company.

“Ed.” Shun looked down at his hands. “I think you’re the sweetest guy I’ve ever met and…I want to get to know you more.” His voice was timid and scared. “But there are a few things you should know about me…but I don’t know if I should tell you…you would hate me if I did.” His head was hung low in shame, but Edward knew what he was talking about.

“Darkwind Shinobi.”

// To know you
Is to love you
You're everywhere I go
And everybody knows //

Shun’s eyes widen at the name and his head shot up at him. His eyes changed from timid to defensive. With a blink of an eye, a cold sword was pressed up against Edward’s throat. The shinobi was stunned that his target could pull out his sword that fast; he didn’t even see that Shun even had a weapon. Edward wondered if he even cared that there were people around, but then again the music was load and most of the people were on the dance floor.

“What do you know about me shinobi?” His voice was cold and cruel.

Edward sighed and closed his eyes; his hands raised a little to show he was giving in to him.

“I’m a shinobi to the Fox Clan. I was ordered by my master to find you, apprehend you, and…kill you when I had the chance. But its not-“ He winced as the sword pressed up harder on the throat causing it to bleed. The blood trickled down his neck onto chest.

“So the old man knew I was going for him next. That pervert is smart after all.” Shun smirked wickedly. “Has he stopped fucking young shinobis yet because of my warning letter, or did he think he could get me before I get him?”

“What do you meaning ‘fucking young shinobis’?” Edward blinked in disbelief. “He has a wife and child back at the village. He would-“ He cut himself off when he remembered something.

That’s right, he thought bitterly, he always watched the new recruits train and then…he would take some of them to his room, alone. Many times Edward saw his master with the newbies while they train, and many times he saw they wander away from the room after his master ‘talked’ to them about something. Edward deep down knew why their eyes looked scared and used after they walk away from there. Come to think of it after one of the masters was killed by Shun the rape of young shinobi girls went away.

“You….protect people…” Edward said softly looking up in the Darkwind Shinobi’s eyes. “You take revenge for them.”

// I looked into your eyes
And my world came tumbling down
You're the devil in disguise
That's why I'm singing this song to you //

The shinobi couldn’t believe he was going to carry out orders to kill someone who was trying to help people and shinobis like him. He wasn’t killing people out of the joy of killing, he was protecting when their masters hurt them.

“Shun….I’m sorry, but I-I…I wasn’t going to kill you…honest.” Edward could see a change in Shun’s eyes. “…I-I…kinda fell for you.” Blush filled his cheeks as he tried to hide his face, but the sword against his throat wouldn’t let him.

Shun lowered his weapon and grasped Edward’s chin making him look up in his eyes.

“I believe you.”

Edward blinked and his jaw dropped a little. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Shun believes him after he told him what he was going to do. A shinobi should know better then to trust another shinobi with orders to kill him, but here Shun was going to trust him.

“W-Why? I-I was going to…I mean…I-I.” He was cut off by his target’s finger pressed up against his lips.

“Because your eyes tell the truth.” Shun smiled softly. “I could tell you were telling the truth when you said that.”

// To know you
Is to love you
You're everywhere I go
And everybody knows //

“I’m sorry I cut your throat.” The Darkwind Shinobi brushed his fingers over the small wound. “I was just shocked that you knew who I was.”

“Well trust me I was shocked you even had a weapon with you.” He leaned his head back and smirked. “I’ve been watching you ever since I got here tonight.” He laughed as he saw Shun blush dark red. “But what now? I can’t go back to the village and tell my master what happened. I can’t lie to him, he knows me too well.”

Shun turned his head to the side and looked at the doors of the club. He seemed to be in deep thought about something, but Edward couldn’t read him to see what he was thinking. He wondered what the Darkwind Shinobi was planning and he hoped it was a way to get out of this mess. He didn’t want to kill the person he fell in love with, but he didn’t want to die when he just found out what love was.

“Why don’t you come with me…runaway from your clan.” Shun said quietly, looking back at the shinobi. “Runaway with me.”

// I paid for you with my tears
And swallowed my pride //

His eyes widen at the thought of such an idea. Edward grew up and lived his whole life in the village. He learned everything his master has taught him and he had his own place there. But when he really thought about it, he had no family to go to, the man he looked up to was a rapist, and a life without the person he fell in love with was nothing at all.

“I-I don’t know Shun…I mean…what if they come after me?”

“Don’t worry, I meant for to get out of this place away from here, as far away as we can get.” Shun smiled at him. “Besides I’ve been planning this for a while now and…I was afraid that I would be alone…”
“But don’t you think its odd.” Edward said with a smile as he pushed Shun off of his lap and stood up. “I’m running off with a beautiful stranger that I just met?”

They both laughed lightly at that as they made for the door. The Darkwind Shinobi took hold of his new lover’s hand and smiled up at him sweetly. He had never felt so happy in his life and he was glad someone had the guts to give orders to come out and try to kill him or he would of never met Edward.

“No I don’t think so.” Shun pushed the door open and looked back at him. “I think its kinda romantic.” He giggled.

Edward laughed at him and started off on the buildings soon followed by Shun. They both jumped from building to building as his new lover showed him the road they would take to another village in the west. He wondered if they would ever get caught, and executed for this crime he had committed; for going against orders of his master, for telling his target his orders, and for running off with his target to another village. Edward wondered if Shun was just leading him on, but then again he knew deep down Shun wouldn’t do those things even though they just met, he could tell the other shinobi felt the same way about him.

// Beautiful stranger...
Beautiful stranger... //

“I fell in love with a beautiful stranger.” Edward said to himself as he and Shun slipped off into the darkness.

End

Law and Order SVU: Unexpected (part one)

Tue, 16 May 2006 01:41:42 GMT

Title: Unexpected (part one)
Author: Edward Marks
Pairing: Elliot Stabler x Edward Marks
Fandom: Law and Order SVU
Rating: M
Summery: Elliot’s wife has left him with the children and he is in deep depression. A case comes up with a rape and homicide of a young gay dancer, Michael Marks, at a dance club called ‘Danger Zone’. He meets the rape victim’s younger brother who turns his world upside down as the boy needs protection from the killers who, for some reason, wants him dead.
Warning: SVU is sort for ‘Special Victims Unit’, a unit of the police force dealing with rape and child abuse. There is homosexuality in this fic and a few lime and lemon (sex) scenes between different people, such as Elliot and Edward. Note Edward is 18 of legal age hes allowed to be in the club and work there. If you don’t like rape or gays do not read this.
Disclaimer: I do not own Law and Order SVU or anyone in it. I own Edward Marks though.

~Elliot’s apartment, Friday 1:26am~

The moonlight shone through the window as night went on slowly for one detective. Elliot sat on his couch in an apartment he has just bought. A few empty bottles of beer were scarred on the coffee table and the floor at his feet. His soft keen blue eyes were tired and sad from the fight he had a month ago with his now ex wife. His job was getting in the way of his personal life and he began to drink more every night when he got home. Kathy became angry with him and confronted him one night while the children were asleep. When Elliot woke up the next morning, she and the kids were gone.

It was his fault, Elliot always told himself as he drank each bottle of beer he could handle. He pushed them away and he couldn’t do anything to keep them. Maybe it was a good idea, he thought bitterly as he slipped his fourth beer, maybe I would of turned out like my father if they stayed.

The detective threw the beer at the wall causing it to brake and shatter into piece on the carpet. His eyes were filled with tears as he sunk to his knees. Elliot buried his face in his hands as he sobbed, shameful and with the feeling of loneliness that threatened to rip him apart from the inside out.

“Why…Why God?” Elliot called out. “I just want…”

~Danger Zone, Friday 3:28am~

“Edward! Run! I’ll be fine!” A young man called out to the young boy as he ran out the door of the back of the club. He looked back at his older brother one last time before he ran through the ally.

“This won’t save your brother you know Michael.” An older rougher man came up behind the young man and spun him around to look in his eyes. “We will catch him, and we will use him for all hes worth until he begs us to kill him.”
Two other men came up behind Michael and grabbed his arms tightly making sure he wasn’t going anywhere. He struggled against them trying to get away from the older man’s grasp.

“You won’t be lucky to see it, but you will sure get a taste of what your precious, little brother.” He whispered in Michael’s ear as he moved his hands to unbutton his shit. The man’s lips pressed up against the young man’s throat, nipping and biting at it until he got the dress shirt off. All through Michael’s mind was the thought of his beloved brother, Edward, being punished because his mistake. The man bit his shoulder hard causing him to whimper in pain and shame. Tears fell down his face as the other two men started to have their fun with their hands.

“I-I’m sorry….Edward….”

~Front of Danger Zone, Friday 9:49am~

A body of a young man lay on the floor of the club. A little ways from it was his sobbing relative, Edward, huddled up with a blanket wrapped around him. Olivia Benson and John Munch stood near the boy as they asked him questions about the incident, but they both weren’t getting anywhere with him still in shock.

Elliot walked in the club slowly. Burdened with a hangover, he made his way over to the body. Deep in his mind, he knew it was going to be one of those cases that made him a little uneasy around. From the clothes and the place the victim was found him, Michael Henry Marks was a homosexual. Tight black shorts that were pulled down to his ankles, white dress shirt that was stained with blood, and even his face and body type, young, lean, beautiful and, slightly girlish. The detective was always jumpy about the young men that hung around outside, half morning for their co-worker half watching him closely with eager eyes. Poor boy was all he could think as he bent down to look at the corpse closer.

Melinda Warner, medical examiner, was next to him.

“So whats the damage?” He said lowly so the brother couldn’t hear.

“Well,” She started. “This was personal for starters. He has slash wounds on his back and chest from, more then likely, a knife. He was tied up after he was caught in here to a chair and raped over and over until he gave out. There is penitration but no sign of seman. They must of used comdoms and cleaned up after they were done.” Melinda gave a long sigh and took her gloves off. “He suffered a lot before he died taking a stab to the heart.”

“Not a nice way to die.” Elliot muttered as he pulled the white sheet over the boy’s body. “You know who he is?”

“Michael Marks, age twiny-five. He was a dancer and bar tander to this club. His younger brother. Edward, is over there was found at the crime scene in shock. The boy wasn’t raped or anything, but he was muttering to himself.” She shook her head. “Hes out of it. Olivia and Monch are trying to snap him out of it, but its not working.”

His eyes went over to the huddled up boy on the chair. His gaze softened when he saw how shocked and sadden Edward really was. He was pale and his blonde hair covered his eyes where tears fell. He was shaking in the blanket he was in and he was curled up like he didn’t want anything or anyone to touch him. Elliot stood up and walked over to Edward where he was greeted by John and Olivia.

“Hey Elliot how things going with your new apartment?” His partner asked with a gentle smile. She always worried about him and would do anything to help him.

“Good, good.” Elliot’s eyes shifted to Edward. “You mind if I have a shot at him?” He asked, keeping his voice down so he wouldn’t scare him.

John cut in. “Sure if you can get past him saying, ‘I’m sorry’ over and over again.” He shrugged. “Hes way out of it. I think we should get back to him in a few days so he can get back to reality, but if you want to try be out quests.” John made a jester to Edward as he stated to walk away over to Fin.

“Good luck.” Olivia said patting his shoulder as he soon followed leaving the two alone.

Elliot stood there watching the shaking boy for a while. The boy was nothing like his brother. Dark blonde hair was light natural highlights, skinny and small almost child like, small hands that gripped the blanket tightly. He wore baggy clothes to hide his small body, a large dark blue adult hoody with baggy dark green jeans. He grabbed a chair and moved next to Edward and looked up at him so he could see his eyes. He had the brightest blue eyes he has ever seen in his life, but they were full of guilt and sadness. Whatever happened, he saw and thought it was his fault. Barely, Elliot could hear his soft words muttering over and over like John said,

“I’m sorry….I’m sorry…..I’m sorry….”

The detective let his hand drift to the boy’s head and slowly stroked his hair. Edward made a little movement, but did not fight or pull away. Elliot felt sorry for him and for some reason he was more then willing to help. There was something about Edward that made butterflies fly around in his stomach like a lovesick schoolboy. He has never felt this way about another male before and he didn’t understand why he was feeling it now, but right now he didn’t care.

“Edward.” He called out softly. “You okay?”

Edward blinked a little and lifted his head to look at Elliot. Tears rolled down his cheeks and his bottom lip quivered as he threw himself on the detective. He cried on his shoulder, holding onto him tightly as if his life depended on staying in Elliot’s arms. The older man just held him as he cried all what was left in him. The boy fit so perfectly in his arms, not like his ex wife. Elliot could feel Edward’s wet tears against his neck as he moved into his lap. He didn’t fight back like he would if another man did this to him, but it was different this time, it was confusing. He let his fingers run through the boy’s hair as he slowly calmed down into quiet sobs and small hick-ups. He set Edward back on his chair and cupped his face; his thumbs brushed the wetness away from his cheeks.

“You okay?” Elliot asked again with a gentle tone.

He nodded and closed his eyes letting a few more tears fall down his face. Slowly, the boy’s hands went up and grasped the much larger hands. Elliot flinched a little at how soft they were, like a silk. He felt blush crawl onto his cheeks at the touch of the little hands. What is going on with me, he wondered to himself as he shook off the blush.

“Edward, what happened to your brother? You know why he was killed?”

“Yes.” Edward said sadly. “He died….because of a deal he made, but that’s all I know….he didn’t want me involved in it.”

“Do you know who it was?” Elliot pulled one of his hands away from the face. “Why were you here?”

The young boy stiffened a little at the question and blushed. He looked down and mumbled his answer.

“I-I…I work here as a dancer.” Edward said shyly. “I’m old enough though. I’m eighteen.” Blush creped on his cheeks making him vary cute to the detective’s eyes. “The man you want you can’t find. H-His name…” The boy’s voice shook.” His name is Willem….that’s all I know….but there were more men with him….w-w-w-when…when they….when they attacked my brother…”

“Did they argue, or did they just walk in and attacked your brother?”

The boy shook and started to tear up again. “Yes….they argued before….before….” He shook his head trying to get control of himself again. “….They wanted me…but Michael didn’t let them near me….”

Elliot frowned and saw the fear in Edward’s eyes.

“Please….” He pleaded. “….please don’t leave me….please stay with me….” The boy launched himself on Elliot again holding onto him tightly. “….If you do….they’ll…..they’ll kill me…Please! Don’t leave me alone!” He started to cry on his shoulder again.

The older man was torn as he held the boy tightly. He knew his partner must be watching them and so of the other detectives, but all he cared about right now was Edward. The boy was pleading for his life and protection like a child would, but something else bothered him. He wanted to be the one to protect this young man. Was it is kind nature or something more? But as he held the boy, it slowly became something more.

He cupped Edward’s face again and forced him to look in his eyes. The boy blushed or maybe it was from the crying, Elliot wasn’t sure. He felt him tremble in his touch.

“I won’t let anything happen to you Edward.” Elliot said with a kind smile on his lips. “I promise you my protection. I won’t let Willem touch you.”

Edward whimpered softly and laid his head on the detective’s shoulder. His tear stained face was buried in the crock of his neck as he held onto him tighter. Elliot rocked him a little, letting his hand rub his small back as he did so he could feel comforted. He could feel Edward’s silent tears fall onto his neck running down to soak into his jacket. The boy was shaking in his arms, but not out of fear, but out of exaction. The older man felt his small heart beat slowly down as he went to sleep in his arms. That feeling was amazing to Elliot, he had never felt another person’s heart beat so close to his own with out the interference of breasts. It was pounding against his own chest close to his heart making him feel warmth grow in his body. Elliot loved this feeling, and he didn’t want it to end at all.

“Don’t worry.” He said softly in Edward’s ear. “I’ll protect you.”

End of part one

Break Me

Sun, 09 Apr 2006 02:44:54 GMT

Brake Me
by Edward J. Marks

I am alone
Fraggile
A doll with fake feelings.

If you drop me on the floor
I break into a million peices.

If you knock me over
I will bust and can never been fixed.

I am a doll for humans to toy with
To let them bring out their rage on,

So many times I have been broken,
So many peices were lost.

Parts of me fade
Making me more of the doll I am becoming.

I have gave up my search for 'the one'
And let humans take advantege of me.

Let them use me

Let them hurt me

Let them break me.

Reserved

Wed, 15 Mar 2006 03:32:31 GMT

Reserved for my White Day story I haven't finished yet

Touched by a Human

Tue, 28 Feb 2006 03:32:07 GMT

Touched by a Human
By Edward J. Marks
Note:
Drack and I are bumping off chapters from each other from a story I started (When Angels Feel Pain). The 2nd chapter is on his lj while this is the 3rd chapter. We are going back and forth so he has the 4th chapter.

Days past as the young broken angel grew stronger from the kindness and healing of the man called Drack. He helped her eat, bathe and walk around until Jesse was strong enough to do those things on her own. Her hair had grown a little longer and you could see it was a pale blonde instead of the dirty brown color it was when he had found her. Most of her wounds were healed by then, but her wings did not grow back when the bandages were taken off. This made Jesse sad cause she knew that she could never fly again only remember what happened to her down in Hell. Drack would always find her at the window looking up at the sky crying quietly by herself. She wanted to fly away.

A month past since Drack had healed her but she didn’t leave his house in fear of her old master that tore her apart. White feathers grew, but nothing more then that on her back. The two began a rooten together, Drack would wake the angel up in the mornings and make breakfast for the both of them before he left for work. While he was gone Jesse did her best to convert to human ways and try to clean the house and make dinner for him when he got home. She tried to greet him with a smile, but it was too hard for her. Drack didn’t seem to mind, which puzzled her somewhat. When the human didn’t have work the two would just lie in bed together, the angel in his arms until one of them felt like getting up. Jesse felt, oddly, safe in the older man’s arms as she slept until the sun rose and the light shone across the bedroom and a new day started.

“I’m leaving for work Jesse.” Drack called out to the angle before he left. She glanced at him slightly but kept her gaze outside to the sky. She didn’t know why he even told her at all. Footsteps were heard behind the angel as the human came closer and she felt his arms around her. “Be safe.” He said softly and kissed her head. Drack slowly made his way out the door leaving the blushing girl behind.

Jesse shook her head slightly and blushed more thinking how kind the older man was to her. She could never understand why this human would give her kindness and love when they just met a month ago. Her master has gotten tired of her, and so he threw his doll out in the human world to die. It was by chance that Drack found here when he did or someone more evil then the angle’s old master would of taken her away.

The angel shook at the thought of someone else worse then her old master taking her away. ‘I hope I never fall into another demon’s hands again’ she thought to herself shaking. ‘I only want to be with…Drack.’

The blush on her cheeks grew more pinkish turning a dark red now. The reflection in the glass made it apparent to her as she tried to shake it off by rubbing her cheeks. ‘Why me?’

Jesse thought that cleaning would make her stop thinking about the human so she got up from her perch from the window and started for the living room. As the angel tried to clean her thoughts only went to Drack. She remembered the first time she set foot in the living space and had her first cup of human tea. She remembered how he laughed at her when she gave him a puzzled look at what the contents were in the mug she was holding. They shared the couch together drinking tea slightly and after that the angel asked for tea with her meals.

Hours pasted by quickly as she cleaned and it was about time for Drack to come home. The angle quickly made dinner for him and set it on the table. She didn’t want to be caught still making the food when he came home it was embarrassing enough that she didn’t know a thing about cleaning when she made the offer about pulling her own weight as payment for saving her.

Jesse sat curled up on her perch as she watched the sunset from the window. The pink and orange colors were splashed across the sky like a painting by a master artist of old. The angel remembered slightly watching over great artist while they worked on paintings and drawings, and how her smile grew when they painted angels that has such a beauty as the real things. ‘I wonder what Drack sees me as?’

The door opened softly and sounds of a coat being taken off were heard from afar. The angle knew it was Drack he would probably call for her to eat with him soon, but she didn’t hear him say anything to her just more footsteps from behind her. Jesse felt a gentle hand on her shoulder pulling her slightly closer to a warm body.

“Pretty sunset.” Drack said softly now watching the sun slowly disappeared below the horizon himself with the angel.

“Yes.” She could only reply, blushing slightly at his warm touch.

They stayed like that for a few moments just enjoying the sight that was before them and the feel of each other’s company. She again felt safe near this human and his touches gave her more comfort then anything she has ever felt in her life. She turned to him and looked up in his eyes shyly. The angel was starting to trust a human, after what she’d been through with humans she still had enough heart to trust him.

“Thank you…for saving me….I never really said that to you.” Her voice was shyly and sincere, full of gratefulness.

The angel saw Drack smiled down at her and wrapped his arms around her tightly, placing his hands on the stalks that were what was left of her wings. “No problem, just helping a angle from Heaven.”

She felt something warm on her back and on her wings, she felt some sort of power flow into her and felt her small wings grow a little. When she looked back to see what was going on she gasped. Although they were small, her wings grew fully, feathers and bones back in place. She could even flap them. The angel blinked at the pink tint on the end of both her new wings not ever seeing it before, but she didn’t care, she had wings again.

“The red on the ends are from the sunset.” Drack said smiling brightly at Jesse. “That’s what you were thinking about the most when I came back so I thought you would like it.”

The angel couldn’t help, but let tears run down here cheeks. He thought he said something wrong and slightly backed away until he saw the smile on her lips. ‘He cares for me. He really cares for me.’ She thought with bliss and happiness in her heart. She wrapped her arms around him hugging him tightly.

“Thank you, now I have hope again.” Jesse said holding onto him not intending to let him go ever.

First Time

Tue, 14 Feb 2006 23:09:43 GMT

Title: First Time
Author: Edward Marks (pen name)
Pairing: Edward X Yukito
Summary: A thunderstorm, a black out, and some good advice from Sky leads Edward to Yukito and becomes his first.
Rating: NC-17

Warning! This fanfiction contains XXX stuff. Read at your own risk its not my fault if you get caught. And bigger not this is my first lemon give me credit for even thinking of writing one I never had.

The light from the computer filled the room of the small office of the apartment of Edward and Yukito. The young man sat there typing away trying to finish up a few things before he had to turn it in to his boss in L.A. who told him he was over his deadline again. He looked tired as he ran his fingers through his black spiky hair and took his reading glasses off.

“I’m too old to stay up.” Edward chuckled and looked over at the picture in the frame of him and Yukito, his lover. It was their wedding picture from a one years ago. He had his arms around his longhaired lover while he held flowers in his hands. Yes their wedding, the day he could never forget. Edward smirked when he remembered his blonde haired lover wouldn’t stop giggling or hold still to take the picture so he had to hold him.

Lightning flashed and the rain started to pour hard on the roof above Edward’s head. He looked out the window watching the rain run down the window.

“Hope Yuki is ok.” He said out loud as he ‘x’ out of his file. “He hates thunder.”

Just when he said this a loud crash of thunder was heard. A shiver went down his spin when he heard it. He also hated thunder more then anything.

Edward growled and grabbed his can of beer. He took a large sip to calm his nerves from the thunder. He hated nights like this. The sky was black and gray and the flashes were sudden and unexpected. The thunder was the worse part of it then the lightning. It was loud and it shook your whole body right down to the soul if it was close enough.

“Damn it all to hell.” He growled again not meaning the thunder and lightning. Sky, his friend had told him a few days ago what would be the best way to clam someone during a storm: sex. Edward couldn’t help but blush wanting to beat his friend over the head with his keyboard. Though some good lovemaking would be useful now, but he hasn’t touched the young man even when they we’re married. Yukito was vary shy about these things and it took forever just to let Edward kiss him with tongue. He did let him nip at his neck and shoulder and suck on his neck sometimes but still it wasn’t even close enough to what he really wanted to do to the boy. He wanted to pin him to the bed and take him rough, touching him everywhere he could. Oh if only, if only he was allowed to touch that young soft body of his husband.

He blinked when he heard a soft noise from the wall or on the other side of it. He placed his beer back on the table and walked over to the wall and pressed his ear up against it.

The noise was a little louder this time in small pants and groans. Edward blinked only knowing there was only two people in the apartment, himself and Yukito. And groans from his lover were vary unlikely to happen.

A loud cry and a muttered word were heard this time. He pushed himself up straight and went back to his desk. Was it really Yukito? Or was the talk with Sky coming back to his head again.

~Flashback~

The older boy jumped on Edward’s lap as he typed on his laptop. “I mean it me and Drack do that all the time and it works.” He said wrapping an arm around his shoulders and snuggled up to him.

“But you know Yuki.” Edward looked to the side at the photo. “Hes just too shy and he stops me when I try.” He gave a long sigh and went back typing. Sky didn’t give up that easily.

“Come Edo.” The black haired boy growled and glared at him. “I mean have you talked with him about it? Hey! There will be a thunder storm coming soon so you can try it out.”

“Uh huh and you know this how?”

“Drack.”

Edward had forgotten that. Drack had connections with various people including the weather station. Eh, he thought as he pushed the older boy off his lap, a good excuse for sex with his lover. Maybe I should-

His thoughts were cut off by Sky nipping at his ear.

“SKY!”

~End of Flashback~

The thunder really shook the apartment this time when he sounded again. Edward nearly jumped out of his chair. A small flicker and the lights and his computer went out. He was sitting there alone in the dark.

“Shit!” He cursed and stood up and lit his lighter. He couldn’t see anything but only in the small space that was in the light range of his lighter. The young man slowly made his way to the door and went to the kitchen to get some candles.

It took him a while till he found what he wanted and lit a small candle. He looked around at the living room and set the candle on the coffee table so he could plop down on the couch groaning/growling slightly. With his luck it will be out till morning.

Again the soft noses were heard but now he knew where were coming from, it was from Yukito and Edward’s bedroom.

“What the?” He said as he stood up and slowly made his way to the door without the candle. If it were burglar he would rather not be seen. The sound was getting louder and making it more noticeable that it was groans of pleasure. Slowly and softly he pushed the door a little so he could peek inside and his mouth dropped at what he saw on the bed.

His young blonde lover was on the bed naked only for his boxers that hung on his knees. He was rubbing his nipples with his fingers and thrusting up his harden cock in his hands moaning and groaning with need. Edward bit back a gasped as he watched this rare sight of his lover. He had never seen Yukito try to do anything pleasurable to his own body let alone touch himself. And oh yes this was a rare and good sight to see as his lover panted softly, his body drenched in sweat.

Edward’s hand moved down to the forming bulge in his jeans and rubbed roughly against himself as he licked his lips. Yukito threw his head back and groaned again.

“Ohhh Edward please!” He gasped and moaned softly. “Edward! Edward I need you! Please!”

He saw Yukito’s finger slide up his hole and started to thrust in. The young boy arched his back and thrust his finger deep inside himself going with his strokes.

“Edward!”

When he heard him call out that was enough. He pushed the door open and they both started at each other. Yukito had stopped touching himself and let his hand fall to the side. Blush grew on both of their cheeks making his blonde lover look away in shame, but Edward came in the room and closed the door behind him.

“Well my love what are you doing without me?” He said softly as he came near the bed in front of Yukito. “Pleasuring are we?”

Yukito didn’t answer he just looked up at him blushing more. His eyes widened as he watched his older lover go on his knees between his legs and lick his lips hungrily at his throbbing rod before him. He shivered as Edward’s eyes traveled up and down him seeing the need to touch him become more and more apparent. Yes he wanted this from his black haired lover as he felt two hands on his thighs spreading his legs wider apart.

“Oh Yuki you know how much I want you?” The older lover asked as he ghost his lips up and down his rod making the boy whimper. He shook his head and closed his eyes.

The young boy gasped as Edward lapped at the precum that was dripping out of the slit. He buckled his hips toward his mouth begging him to be licked, sucked, anything as long as his lover’s mouth was touching his cock. He got his wish as his lover started to lick slowly up and down his cock taking his sweet time to listen to the soft moans and gasps that were coming out of the blond’s mouth.

“Ahhh Edward.” Yukito moaned and arched his back and again buckled his hips. “Please it hurts.” He closed his eyes tightly as Edward swirled his tongue around the head. He said nothing as he took the head in his mouth and sucked on his softly and started to stroke his shaft with his hand and the other rubbing his already tight balls.

Yukito nearly screamed as his lover slowly took him fully in his mouth. He began to press his tongue against his shaft when it was inside his mouth finding every spot that made him cry out in pleasure. The taste of his flesh was good in his mouth making him suck on him more.

“EDWARD!” He cried and thrust his hips up in Edward’s mouth wanting more which he got as he started to suck hard on him.

It was when Edward moaned and made the cock vibrate in his mouth that sent Yukito over the edge and cummed in his mouth. He drank it all up enjoying the taste of his lover on his tongue. When he made sure he had took everything from his lover he moved up the young boy’s body and kissed him deeply letting his tongue slip inside his lover’s mouth.

When Edward pulled away Yukito whimpered softly and wrapped his arms around his neck.

“E-Ed please t-t-take me.” He pleaded softly in his ear nipping at it slightly. “I-I’m yours. All yours.”

Edward couldn’t believe his ears when he heard this, his lover begging to be taken.

“O-O-O hold on love!” The black haired boy said as he got up and ran to the bathroom. “I have to get something!” He stumbled in the bathroom and looked around as he flipped the switch for light but found that it was out (Yes Edward is a forgetful person).
“Damnit.” He muttered to himself as he opened the cabinet. A few things fell but Edward didn’t care all he needed was- Yes! There it was. He grabbed the bottle and ran back out to his blushing husband.

The lightning flashed and he could see, just for a second, his lover’s bright blue eyes. One of the things he fell in love with when he first met Yukito.

“Yukito.” Edward called out as he came closer and seated himself between his legs. Yukito looked up and watched him looking scared and blushing dark red. “This will hurt a little at first but I will make it so you will only feel a little pain.”

The young boy smiled and cupped his face. “Thank you.” He whispered and opened his legs for him.

Edward quickly stripped himself of his clothing reveling his already harden cock for his lover to see. He poured the lubricant on his fingers and softly swirled his finger around the small puckered hole before slowly slipping inside. The young boy yelped and whimpered softly but still Edward continued to stretch him. The young blonde cried in discomfort and a little in pain. The black haired lover knew it would only be a passing memory as he slowly moved in him deeper, leaning down whispering kind words in his ear to sooth the pain away. He smiled when he came on a small spongy spot inside him and pressed hard on it making the boy arch his back and cry out.

“Edward! Ohhhh what was that!?!?” Yukito moaned and thrust his hips down trying to make his lover hit that spot again.

The black haired boy leaned down and whispered in his ear. “Your ‘sweet spot’. It makes you scream like this.” He pushed two fingers in quickly making sure to hit that spot inside him good and hard making the young boy scream and pant. He continued to hit that spot making sure he wouldn’t feel any pain. A few more thrusts of his finger later Edward pulled out of him and poured some lube on his hands and rubbed it on his cock. The older boy cried out at his own touch and slightly throated in his own hand. Yukito watched him as nervousness started to slowly form in his eyes.

Edward looked in his eyes and stroked his cheek. “It will be alright my love just relax.” He placed the blonde’s legs on his shoulders and gently pressed the head of his cock in his hole. “Ready?” The older man asked softly.

The young boy only wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed him. “Y-Yes.” And when that Yukito slammed down on his lover’s cock earning a groan from him but a sharp pain go through his body for himself. Edward gasped as the tightness around him was so hot and slick he wanted to thrust in and out of him wildly but he saw the painful look on his lover’s face and held back. What he did was hold Yukito close and kissed him slowly slipping his tongue in to make the boy calm down.

When Edward pulled away his lover gave him a nod that he was ready he pulled out slowly and thrust back in rather quickly.

“Ah!” Yukito screamed and closed his eyes tightly as pain went across his flushed face. It hurt, but he trusted his husband with all his heart and he wanted to share this with him.

He started slowly going at a slow and gentle pace making sure the young blonde got use to it. He smirked wickedly as he hit the sweet spot inside him as watched the pleasure danced across his face and thrust back down on his hips.

“Edward! Nhhnnn faster!”

“As you wish my love.” Edward smirked again and started to pound into the boy under him. Oh it was tight and hot and he loved ever second he was inside Yukito. He watched him closely as he thrusted in him, seeing the way his mouth opened as he moaned and cried out his lover’s name, the way he held onto him as he changed into a new position so he was sitting on his lap, the way he moved every time he came inside him again. It was Heaven.

The blonde boy’s cock came alive again rubbing roughly against their stomachs. Yukito started muttering words of need to his lover. Edward was more then happy to help as he reached down and started to stroke his throbbing member in time with his thrusts. He was close now, so close as he started to buck wildly in his husband. He wanted release and he wanted it bad.

“E-E-Edward! Edward! I-I’m going to- Ahhhhhhh!” Yukito cried out and threw his head back as he shot his hot sticky seed onto the both of them making himself unbearably tighter. The black haired boy couldn’t take it anymore as he gave him one final thrust and filled the boy, his lover, up with his seed.

“Yukito!” He screamed and collapsed on the blonde panting and gasping for air. “Yukito…my love…” He muttered and slowly pulled out of him and rolled on the side so he wouldn’t crush him.

The two lovers stayed like that for a few moments until Yukito rolled over and snuggled close to his husband. The black haired boy wrapped his arms around him and held him close to his chest as his breathing died down.

“Yuki…I love you.” He whispered softly and kissed the boy’s damp forehead. “This is one of the best things that has ever happened to me.” He smiled and held him tighter.

“I love you too Edward. I’ve always wanted to do this with you…but I was shy and scared. I’m glad we did it now.” He scooted up on top of Edward and kissed him softly. “What was the other best thing that has ever happened to you?” He blinked cutely.

Edward smiled softly and pulled the covers over them both. “Meeting you and then marrying you and now this.” He kissed his forehead again and laid his head back down. “To put it simply you’re the best thing that has ever happened to me.”

“Oh Edward.”

End

Note: You have no idea how long this took me to write. Sorry for the bad written ending!

Valentine's Day Poem

Tue, 14 Feb 2006 03:08:21 GMT

Valentine's Day Poem
For Yukito Takaishi (Meagan)

Valentine’s Day is a day of love
Heart shaped candy
Pink and red bows on teddy bares
And boxes full of chocolate delight
For all young girls to eat

This Valentine’s Day is different for me
I’m not lonely
I’m not depressed
That I have no one to share those things with
Today on this day of love
I have you to share everything with

I don’t just give you candy hearts
Or boxes full of chocolate
I give you the real thing
And that is my heart

I took it
Wrapped it up with a bow
Put some candy on top
Even put this poem on the side
For you this Valentine’s Day
Just so you know how much I care
I guess only words can say it

Happy Valentine’s Day my love
You’re the owner of my heart
And I love you dearly
Forever and always

Chapter 4: Show of Affection

Fri, 10 Feb 2006 19:11:48 GMT

Timeless Meeting
By. Edward Marks

Chapter 4
Show of Affection

Some people do not know how to show affection to another or is too shy to show any at all. Affection is the first step to love and opening someone’s heart. From first sight you see someone who looks beautiful, but also has a beautiful -feel- to them. The feeling is what you want to show affection to. But slowly, if the affection is showed and is played through right, the affection turns to love and slowly that love will open the door to their heart.

Edward could hardly believe why and where he was. It was sunny today at Central Park in New York odd enough. A cool breeze went by to give the people a little relief from the heat. The black haired boy couldn’t believe he was on one of the benches and waiting for the young Japanese blonde he met yesterday in the coffee shop. He couldn’t believe he had told Drake and Sky this as well (although he promised Yukito he would bring them).

He watched the two lovers sit in the sun, cuddling up to one another on a blanket. Drake had his headphones on humming softly to his young lover. A basket was beside them filled with food Drake had cooked (Edward would never trust Sky to cook anything to save his life). They both wanted to come and tease their young friend on his ‘date’.

~Flashback~

Sky screamed in delight when he heard Edward’s recount of what had happened at the coffee shop and the young boy he had met who he set up a date with.

“Oh my god! I’m so happy for you!” He cried out again and pounced on his black haired friend and kissed his cheek. “Your going on a date! How cute!” He cooed making Edward angrier.

“Back off Sky. Its not a date…just a get together.” He protested, pink blush creeping onto his cheeks.

“Aw whats with the blush Eddy-Boy?”

Drake walked in with a cup of tea in his hands. He had got back from work after Sky. The oldest sat down on the bed with the other two smiling at Edward brightly knowing why he was blushing like a little schoolboy and getting worse.

“I think blush is a cute color on you.” He said as he took a sip of his tea and gave him a sideways glace. “When are you going on your date?”

Again, Edward protested. “Its not a date and its…tomorrow.” He said timidly.

He had not thought about it till he got back at the apartment. What was he going to wear? What was he going to bring for food? And more importantly, what was he going to say when he saw the young, beautiful blonde boy Yukito?

There came a knock on the black haired boy’s head and a chuckled snapping him out of his thoughts.

“Incoming. Earth to Edward. I said; what are you going to do about food?” Drake chuckled again wrapping an arm around the younger boy’s neck.

“Oh uh…” Edward panicked and looked down at his hands on his lap. “I don’t know…I’ve never done this before.” He gave Drake a shy look, but shook it off quickly. “I mean…when a man takes an interest in me I just fuck them and let them on their way like nothing happened, but-but-“

“But this is different. This young man has taken to you not sexually, but by attraction and feelings towards you not your cock.” The oldest smirked and gave him a pat on the head before he released him. “Its ok just leave it to us.” He gave Sky a look that Edward did not like.

Sky smiled wickedly at him as horror came in his eyes. “Yes leave it to us.” He repeated and jumped on the black haired boy. “You won’t mess up!”

The horror was too much for Edward when he heard what Drake said.

“Yes because we are coming with you.”

~End of Flashback~

How it had come to this, again being stripped and clothed in a new outfit he wouldn’t wear and forced to come along. But then again it was his date-get together. Thought he was starting to like how he looked for Yukito. Tight blue jeans with black shoes on and a Led Zeppelin band shirt (again tight, Sky seemed to like tight stuff on him) and last but not least a cute black dog collar around his neck.

“Why…a collar…?” Edward groaned to himself, blushing coming onto his cheeks when he wondered what the blonde would look like with a collar on. He nearly jumped out of his seat blushing bright red, trying to get the thought out of his mind. No! Bad thought! He said to himself as he shook the image out of his head. Yes an image that would stay in his head now that he got a clear view of it. A panting little Japanese boy with a collar on begging just begging at his feet like at the coffee shop. Oh he hated his mind sometimes when it came to younger boys.

“Oh I hate you Sky!” He bellowed out. Sky just gave him a blow kiss laughing at him knowing why he was being so flustered.

The black haired boy sighed and closed his eyes. It could be worse, he thought to himself as he tried to calm down, he could see me blushing like this. Just then two arms wrapped around him and something nuzzling him. He quickly opened his eyes to find the blushing blonde he had been waiting for. Yukito smiled shyly and looked down at him.

“H-Hey Edward.” He said softly as though scared.

~Entrance to Central Park~

The three Japanese boys slowly wandered in the large park that they had never been in though it didn’t amaze them that much. Yukito, Yamato and, of course Zeke had been to the countryside of Japan and seen the beautiful shrines and parks of their land. Again everything seemed the same as his home to Yukito, but this was a good same as he loved the parks of his home. That was one of the few things he had missed when he left Japan.

Yukito’s two friends were thrilled when they heard their little blonde was going on a date with his prince charming that saved him at the dance club. Though they wanted to come along so they knew that he would be safe.

Zeke and Yamato were cuddling up together while they walked slowly taking in the sights of the park. The blonde couldn’t help but smile at them. He always smiled at his two friends when they were together, loving on each other. Why he smiled because it was simple love, no strings tied to how they felt about the other. Yukito had always wished for someone to love him like that and he hoped this man with the sad eyes would be his first and only. Even though he had only talked to him for a short while he felt like something was there, a bond of some sort. He remembered, back in Japan lovers that were meant to be were bound by a red, invisible string around both of their pinkies. He felt that bond between him and Edward and he wanted to make sure that bond was true.

“Oh I hate you Sky!” Someone yelled from ahead of the three. The blonde recognized the voice at once. It was Edward who was sitting on the bench yelling at the two sitting down on the ground with the food (the basket gave it away). He suddenly started to blush.

“Go on Yuki.” Yamato smiled over at his blushing friend. “Its ok we are here for yea.” His lover nodded in agreement.

Yukito took a deep breath and slowly started to approach the young man. He saw blush on his face too even though he wasn’t aware of his presence. The blonde wondered what he should do. It came to him rather quickly and, before he knew it he had wrapped his arms around Edward’s neck and nuzzled his forehead. He watched the other’s eyes snap open suddenly and look up at him. He hoped Edward wasn’t mad at him for this show of affection.

“H-Hey Edward.” Yukito said meekly, a slight shaking was heard in his voice.

The black haired boy didn’t know what to say as he started up in those endless blue eyes of the young angel that had wrapped his arms around him. He loved they way he smelled, a sent of cherries but not quite. His hair long, blonde hair was tied up and he was also wearing tight jeans but with a white shirt on with a cat boy on it. He blushed when he found himself staring.

“Oh uh hey Y-Yukito.” He muttered softly, letting one of his hands go up and gently stroke the Japanese boy’s arm. He wondered why he was showing tender affection towards him, this boy. He had never done this before.

But he did like the way this affection was making Yukito blush more and smile shyly at him. When he knew that his friends were watching with smirks on their faces he pulled away quickly. The blonde slightly whimpered, not feeling his touch anymore, but he held it in and pulled away as well when he found his two friends watching as well.

The two Japanese boys started to laugh, as well as the American boys on the blanket. Being polite and knowing their culture, Drake stood up and bowed to them, Sky did the same wanting to be on the safe side with his lover. Edward smiled and stood up doing the same and bowed at Yukito.

“Oh no need to bow here.” Yamato waved at them to stop. “We left our culture when we came here. Lets just shake hands.” He put his hand out and so did Zeke (being wordless as ever).

Drake and Sky walked over to them and shook their hands smiling. Edward sat down on the bench and offered Yukito a seat beside him.

“Want to sit with me?” He asked patting the chair as he watched their friends starting to talk and laugh.

“T-Thank you v-vary much.” The blonde said quickly and sat down a little close to him. They stayed like that for a while, watching their friends sit down on the blanket talking to one another (Drake to Zeke and Sky to Yamato). They seem to be getting along with each other.

“They seem like old friends.” Edward said turning to look at the young Japanese boy with a gentle look. “That’s good, your friend there.” He pointed at Zeke. “I bet he could kick my ass if I hurt you.” He chuckled.

Yukito giggled and put his hands over his mouth. “Yep.” He simple said still giggling softly.

Edward smiled softly and just started at him. “That’s nice.” He said softly to the blonde.

“Oh.” Yukito stopped giggling (just a little). “I’m sorry I bet your strong too.”

The black haired boy shook his head and grasped the young boy’s chin gently with his thumb and fingers. He looked into his blue eyes again making the boy shake in his gaze. Yukito could help but wonder why he was under this young man’s powerful gaze. It was so sad yet so happy at the same time. Like this was the first time he was happy in a vary long time. And it was true Edward was happy, it was a long time since he had been happy.

“No I meant your laughter. Its nice to hear it.” He said softly, smiling little by little.

The Japanese boy shook slightly in his hands, feeling warm and dizzy. He didn’t know why he felt this way whenever this man had his hold on him. He felt like he was under a spell of some sort, but at the same time this man that was so strong was giving him a silent plea for help, to open him up.

When Edward realized what he was doing he quickly pulled his hand away blushing dark red. He muttered a sorry, but then felt to small hands take hold of one of his.

“N-No I liked that…” Yukito said shyly as he placed the older man’s tender hand on his cheek loving the feel of warmth it brought to him. He wanted that hand to move everywhere on his body to feel that warmth on every inch of skin but he quickly bit that thought away just enjoying the tender affection.

The black haired boy just smiled softly, stroking the younger boy’s cheek. What should I do, he thought as blush started to return to his cheeks, S-Should I kiss him? His face went red at the thought of those petal soft lips touching his own. He didn’t know what he was doing as he leaned in a little closer so their lips were inches away when Drack yelled out at them.

“Love Birds!” Edward growled at the name. “Food is ready if you two are hungry for that.” He chuckled to himself as he took out a few plats while Sky helped himself to the food.

“Damn you Drack.” The youngest muttered under his breath and pulled away. “Ok we’re coming.” He called back and stood up.

Yukito just sat there blushing and his hand to his lips. He was going to kiss me! My first kiss! He couldn’t believe that would have been his first kiss with Edward let alone a man. His thoughts were cut off when he felt someone take his hand.

“Come on.”

He looked up and saw his American crush with their hands locked in each other.

“What?” The blonde said again getting lost in the amber gaze.
“They are calling us to come eat.” Edward chuckled and pulled the boy up to his feet letting the boy lean against him. “Come on I’m hungry as a horse.” He laughed and pulled the bewildered boy along with him towards the others.

Drack lavished his new friends with food he made this morning. To cucumber sandwiches to chocolate cake it was the best thing the three Japanese boys ever tasted. From all three of them complements were given to the American as they ate. But Edward blushed when he saw a box labeled only for him and a note was attached to it.

Edward,
This is for you and Yukito to share. Sky and I think it will help you two open up a bit.
Love,
Sky & Drack
PS
Don’t think dirty thoughts (yet)

It was a box full of strawberries without the steams dripping with juice. That’s why he said no dirty thoughts, Edward blushed thinking to himself more as he picked up one of the strawberries. Damn him to hell and his ba-

“Oh! Strawberries!” Yukito’s eyes lit up as he saw the red fruit in the older boy’s hands. “Please Edward can I have some?” He asked looking up at him with the brightest smile making the black haired boy blush dark red.

“O-Ok. O-Open your m-mouth.” He said timidly raising the fruit to Yukito’s lips.

The blonde did as he was told and opened his cute little mouth so Edward could slowly fed him the strawberry. It was terribly sweet and the red juices dripping down his lips to his chin begging to be lapped up as he ate it slowly. He swallowed when he was done but started to suck at the older boy’s fingers that still had a bit of juice on them. Edward thought he was going to die from the sheer sight of the blonde. His eyes closed, his wet tongue lapping at his fingers in his mouth. Oh God, he blushed more, I wonder what his mouth would feel like down…NO NO! Bad Bad! Damn Drack to hell!

Yukito pulled away and looked up at him blinking. Is something wrong? He smiled sweetly up at him to tell the older boy that everything was ok.

“Thank you Edward.” He said softly and smiled more. “It tasted wonderful.”

“O-Oh.” Edward stuttered, his whole face as red as the strawberry. “Y-You can h-have more…if you w-want.” He held the box to him and smiled shyly making sure he hid the note from his two friends.

“OMG THANK YOU ED!” Yukito squealed in delight and took the box from him and started eating. He hadn’t had strawberries in a while since the two Springs ago back in Japan. His Grandmother grew them in her backyard when she was alive and when Summer and Spring came around they would eat them together and talked.

All the black haired boy could so is smile at the Japanese boy eating like he had never eating strawberries before. He never seen someone so happy for something so simple as fruit, but he liked the joy Yukito was getting. He looked over at his two friends and blinked. Sky’s face was flushed and so was Drack’s. They had been watching the two and it seemed to of had a affect on them. Perverts, he thought with a smirk.

“Ed here, try one.” Yukito held a strawberry to his lips and smiled sweetly. “Its vary good.”

The older boy opened his mouth and let in the sweetness that the blonde offered him. “Good?” He asked as he started to chew slowly on it letting all of the taste into his mouth. It was good, and sweet but even sweeter because Yukito was the one feeding it to him.

“Yes Yukito.” He said when he was finished. “Its good, and vary sweet.” He smiled and rubbed the boy’s cheek gently with the back of his hand.

Yukito felt good when the older boy touched him. He loved they way Edward was so caring towards him. He loved the way his amber eyes gazed back in his blue ones. Yukito, he thought to himself, are you in love with him? He shook his head and smiled up at Edward who smiled back and licked his fingers.

“Good.”

They finished eating the strawberries together and the blonde went to cuddling against Edward’s chest in pure bliss as he looked up at the sky. The black haired boy just leaned back on his arm to keep himself and Yukito up and had one arm wrapped around the boy’s chest. It felt nice to hold someone like this blonde Japanese boy he had just met. He watched at how the wind blew through his hair, how his eyes looked up at a unknown sky in a new city, and how when he looked back up into his eyes he fell deeper into a feeling he had never felt before.

“Yuki!” Yamato called the two out of their thoughts. “We have to go Zeke needs to get to the club.”

“Ok.” Yukito was about to stand till the older boy caught his arm.

“Yukito remember I owe you dinner tonight and some coffee.” Edward smiled up at him and brushed his fingers through the beautiful blonde hair. “Tonight at eight meet me at O’Connor’s Shop. They serve some type of dinner so uh yeah we can eat there too…if you want.” He blushed more and let go of Yukito’s hand.

The Japanese boy couldn’t hold back a smile as he thought of the day they met. “Yes Edward…that would be nice.” He said and with that he stood up and went of his way following Zeke and Yamato.

Edward watched as again be was mesmerized by the way the blonde hair caressed the boy’s thighs, the way he moved, the agony that he didn’t want the boy to walk away. He fell back closing his eyes and sighed deeply letting the feeling in his chest float up to his throat. Yes today was a good day and tonight will even better.

“Aren’t you glad I got you strawberries?” Drack said with a smirk.

“Damn you!” Edward said as he watched the two older men laugh at him. He stood up and jumped on them blushing and muttering curses to them but he was glad Drack and Sky stepped in cause he couldn’t do anything like this without his two friends.

Yukito looked back and watched Edward and his friends jump on each other. He giggled and smiled as he saw the blush on the black haired boys cheeks. He couldn’t wait to see him again tonight and he couldn’t wait to feel his touch, to look in his eyes, and to just be with him.

“Can’t wait.” He said softly then started to run towards his friends as they were far ahead of him. “Wait up guys!”

Behind a tree a older man watched Edward closely with a lustful smirk on his lips. He was soon going to be back in his arms again. He was going to be daddy’s little boy again.

End

Mirrors

Thu, 02 Feb 2006 04:14:03 GMT

Mirrors

Reality, fantasy. Solitude, sociable. Lover, beloved. Helpless, helped. Surrounded by friends, the feeling of being horribly alone.

I think there is someone who is mirror image of me and who is happy. Maybe it is a young man around my age. He is loved and he has love someone who know doubt he will spend the rest of his life with. He is sociable and would never give up a chance to be. He is not helpless when it comes to his friend’s problems and always finds a way to help them. He dose not shield himself with fantasies and dreams that he knows will never come true. He is always there and he will always be with people who he loves. Why can’t I be him just once?

I am the mirror image of him. I am a young girl who just hides my sadness from others. I am loved, but I do not know the real meaning of that feel so forth I do not love. I do not know I love, I do not know if the young girl I am with is the young girl that I will marry. I am not sociable. I just hide myself from others, trying to pass up trying to meet other people. I am afraid. I am helpless when it comes to both others and my problems. I do not have answers to their problems and find it hard not to think its my fault. I hide myself in fantasies online when I role-play as a different person, as a boy. I try to think that just maybe…one day those dreams I have will come true. I am not here, I will not always be with people who I can love.

I do not know why I keep on going when I’m hollow. My friends think I’m such a sweet young girl and even three of them fell in love with me. They do not see the hollow mess that is in front of them, a slowly braking doll. One of them thinks I’m an angel came to protect her when all I am is a fallen angel, in other words a demon. One of them thinks I am the love of her life and thinks that we will be together forever, when all I feel now is pain and now slowly I am fading away from her. The last thinks of me as a sweet girl who is selfless and who tries to help people, when all he should see is a nothing…a person with no feelings at all…who should fade away from life forever.

Who ever this mirror image of me is I envy him. He has everything and more while my life is slowly fading when it hasn’t even started. I feel things no one at my age should be feeling or any age at that matter. My family doesn’t see my pain because I hide it, the only thing they see is a girl in a faze over what is fantasy and what is reality. They do not see my pain that I have and they should. I am their daughter and no girl should feel this way…no girl should feel like nothing matters, like they don’t matter at all. That there fading into nothingness as time slowly goes by…

Who ever my mirror image is…I only feel one thing for him, hate.

-Jessica K. Carter
01-01-06
12:11pm midnight
May God take this soul away from despair

When Angels Feel Pain

Mon, 26 Dec 2005 03:45:31 GMT

When Angels Feel Pain

Jesse stood before the hooded man that was seated on the dark throne. A collar was around her neck seemed to choke its victim with force. The long chain was attached to her to the man’s hand. Ever so often he would tug violently at the leash and laughed at the young girl’s whimpers and gasps for breath. She was his slave she was his forever. Jesse have no way out, she had no way to free herself from this monster.

Her clothes were torn and wounds were placed all over her small fragile body making you wonder what accidents she went through. No these were no accidents the man had beaten her nearly to death. But some wounds were from her own hand. Jesse cut herself, thrown herself against walls, even tried to choke herself to death but immortality had its hold on this angel.

On her back were reminisce of wings. Little stalks of feathers still held themselves to her back where once beautiful wings were present in past lifetimes. Oh how she fallen to this state to be tortured by this man. All she did was fall in love with a human girl who this little angel had thought would give her peace and love but she was wrong, it was a trap. Once Jesse had let her guard down the hooded man began to follow the two until one day he took the young human away and captured the angel. He placed a collar on her and ripped her wings off so she would never be able to go back to Heaven.

Now she sits here, in the dark places of the world. Her beauty stripped from herself and her trust faded away. The angle’s once long blonde hair was cut and turned a dirty color. Her beautiful blue eyes turned pale and lifeless as if she was just a shell of person, not even a soul in the small body.

Again the hooded man tugged and laughed at her pitiful attempts to get away but her strength was gone and she had no more to give. The little angle cried her last cry for his amusement now she was just a doll to him, a broken doll. Jesse had nothing to hold on to anymore.

The little angel was put up to things she never had dreamed of doing or even wanted to do. The young girl was stripped naked and spread out for the entire vile world to see. She was raped and used as a pleasure toy to many evil and horrible men. She had her arms and legs broken several times because of the sound of bone braking was a sweet sound to her master. The most monstrous thing this little angle had done was let them do this to her. She had nothing left when she saw it.

One day her master let her see her lover for a moment but what she saw brought her pain and broke her spirit forever. She saw the human girl talking and laughing happily with other humans and when Jesse showed herself to her the human did not even remember who she was or what she had meant to her. This tore the little angel’s heart to tiny bits and all the master did was laugh at her heart ach.

“Do you really think anyone loves you angel? Do you think humans care for you? No you are wrong. Humans use you to gain happiness for themselves. They do not care what happens to you at all. This human girl was no different.” The master came close and whispered in her ear with a wicked grin on his lips. “She used you. She didn’t love you. The young human used you so she could be happy but look at her now. She is happy with humans of her own kind. She never cared for an angel like you.”

The words slowly tore Jesse apart as she sunk to the floor on the dungeon and cried out in pain, deep and utter pain from inside the angel’s broken heart. This is what killed her and when she gave up life as she knew it. Now she serves under her master with no feeling or will to live. Day to long painful day she lives to die. Jesse lives to want to die and fade away forever to try and erase the memory of that young human girl who so easily captured her holy heart.

An Empty Christmas

Sun, 25 Dec 2005 20:09:37 GMT

An Empty Christmas

For Meagan...this christmas seemed empty without her

Christmas seemed empty
It seemed so dry
When I opened up my presents with joy
I found nothing inside

My heart is weary
Full of grief
When I stop to think and wonder
What dose this all mean

Your not here
Not sharing joys this session brings
Your not here
Not spending the wonderful time with me
That thought was so clear
Your not here
Giving love to me from you
Your not here
I feel like I lost all that is so dear

Snow falls outside
What do I care
When I’m only crying inside
This Christmas was empty because you’re gone
I don’t think anything inside
Will change this at all

This Christmas I ask for one thing
And only one thing above all
Is that you come home to me this Christmas
And never leave me for
Another empty Christmas

See Me

Sun, 13 Nov 2005 22:44:16 GMT

See me
By. Jessica Carter

The clock strikes 12
I’m up and at ‘em again for a bran new day
But inside its same old same old day after day

The others just stare
Wondering what I’m gonna do now
Or the ones with built up pride look away
And go on like I’m not in their way

[choir]
I’m invisible to your eyes
A walking shadow too dark to see
Inside I’m craving to be seen
But at the same time
I don’t want you to see me

I get through another day
No cares or worries seem to go my way
Will the dark of loneliness take me?
Or will I stand tall
And hold off the sedge?

What will I do?
Just let me be!

I’m invisible to your eyes
A walking shadow too dark to see
Inside I’m craving to be seen
But at the same time
I don’t want you to see me

Am I really that alone?
Is there no one like me?
Dose anyone feel like its taking over?
Cause its sucking the life out of me!

I’m invisible to your eyes
A walking shadow too dark to see
Inside I’m craving to be seen
But at the same time
I don’t want you to see me

I’m invisible to your eyes
A walking shadow too dark to see
Inside I’m craving to be seen
But at the same time
I don’t want you to see me

But at the same time
I don’t want you to see me

See me
See me
Can you see me?

The Trigger Between Life and Death

Tue, 08 Nov 2005 00:08:37 GMT

The Trigger Between Life and Death

Author's Notes:
I wrote this because this was how I felt before I knew how stupid I can be. Thank you Quint, Justin, and the love of my life Meagan. You showed me the light and I hope I can stay out in with you'll help.

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I stare at the barrel of the gun he was holding, pointed to my heart. I should have been scared and I should have been thinking what I’ve done in my but my mind was stuck in a time trap only thinking…if he pulls that trigger then it won’t hurt anymore.

“Make a move and I shoot her!” He shouted at the cops who were trying to save me. They had fear written on their clam faces. Fear not for me but if they can save me. If I get shot in the leg they wouldn’t care they would of done their job to save me.

One of the cops stepped a little and he squeezed the trigger making him and my heart stop. A few whimpers came from behind me. They came from the lips of my lover, Meagan and a few growls from Justin and Quint.

“O-Ok take it easy Mark. Just put the gun down and let her go.” One of the cops said puling the other one who tried to come forward. “Just let the kid go.”

“Can’t you see? You want to take me back! Back to the room! The White Room!” He screamed shaking the gun at me, people screamed or shouted in fear, but not for me.

This man was a nut job from a nut house. He had escaped from their watch and traveled to Chicago where my friends and myself were visiting for the summer. I had seen a picture of him on the news that morning and so I thought it was my chance to finally die. I teased him saying I knew about him and where he escaped from and said I was going to send him back so he freaked out and now I’m here with the gun pointed at my chest.

“Kid!” The cop again called out. “Just hang in there we’ll get you out shortly.”

I just sighed and looked over at the side at some of the candy on the shelf. I didn’t care soon I would move or shout something at him when the time was right and make him shoot me. I wanted him to take my left because I was a coward to take my own.

When I was young I found out, no I just realized I was a bisexual and then a few years later I feel in love with Meagan. I told my sis, but…she betrayed me and told my parents and now they disowned me and I was living with Quint, working on my own to get through High School. That was the worst blow of my life. I always had been trying to become better then I was but now it was too late and I wanted to die. I knew this would hurt Meagan, but I needed this.

“Y-You seem so calm now Angel but wait and see. I’ll kill you! You won’t take me back.” The nut shook all over staring at me. “So what do you say to that Angel? Huh!”

I didn’t answer him I just kept my eyes on the boxes of candy.

“You don’t know what is like to feel like your being watched! You’re the one who watches me. You watch me and judge when your gonna take me away huh? Come on Angel talk. What do you say to that?”

“Hes gone nuts.” A whisper from one of the cops came, a young one. Though I knew why. He wondered why he was calling me ‘Angel’. It was because I told him that was what I was. A small smirk grew on my lips at the joke seeing that I would never become an angel.

“ANSWER!” He screamed, the trigger barely about pulled.

I looked over at him and looking dead in his eyes. He started to shake, but I didn’t know why.

“WHY DO YOU WANT DEATH!”

My eyes widen. How did he know what I wanted? I didn’t tell or hinted to him that nor did I look like hey I want to die just shot me (though I thought that).

“ANGEL! ANSWER!” He screamed again, he was shaking more making everyone nervous. One slip and I was dead.

“I-I…” I tried to speak, but something was choking me. That’s when I felt it. Wet hot water falling down my cheeks. I was crying. I couldn’t speak because I was afraid. Then I bit it all back. “I CAN’T LIVE ANYMORE! IT HURTS!”

This must had scared him because I heard a loud bang and my chest hurt for a moment. A scream came from Meagan and Justin and Quint sounded like they were moving like trying to hold someone back. I looked down at my chest and saw blood pour out from the small shot wound. He had shot me. I looked up at him. He was on the floor crying.

“I DIDN’T WANT TO HURT ANEGL! I DIDN’T!” He bellowed and threw the gun.

It slowly hit me, hard. I was going to die. I was going to throw away the pain forever, but…I looked back at them, the tears still pouring down my cheek, but was it worth it? Meagan looked up at me crying hard. Quint and Justin were also crying. Justin’s face full of anger and Quint’s full of sorrow. I did something I never wanted to do, I hurt the ones who loved me and who I loved the most. I thought I was their savor of their trouble, but no I was their killer of their happiness. I’m sorry…I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt anyone. I didn’t mean to make you sad. I love you.

I woke up suddenly and looked around. It was night and I was in my bed. Meagan was beside me snuggled up trying to find more warmth. It was a dream. I was home, I hadn’t told my sis, I didn’t go to Chicago and found a nut with a gun, I didn’t want to die. I would be the killer and the killed. The hurter and the hurt. The trigger between my life and their death. I was glad I had that dream. I was glad I didn’t want to die anymore.

Chapter 3: Like We Met For The First Time

Wed, 02 Nov 2005 03:43:56 GMT

Timeless Meeting
By Edward Marks

Chapter 3
Like We Met For The First Time

Love at first sight, a dream or confusing reality? A person may see another and only have desire of lust, but some may look at other things in that person such as fame, power, or money. If they get together and find that they truly love each other their lives will be happy, but sometimes if they find that they only loved their looks or class they will only live with lies. It is vary rare cases love, true love being triggered at first sight. It’s a nagging feeling to want to be in that person’s life, the feeling with a mind of its own. No matter who it is or what gender he or she is its love. Sometimes people are scared of that love though, so they avoid that feeling, but when it catches on and takes hold slowly that person opens up to this feeling, this love for a person.

The light poured in through the window revealing the results of last night’s trauma. Edward laid on the floor bruised and a little bloodied up from thrashing at the figure in his dreams. The bed looked liked it had been shoved in a different spot; the covers and pillows were all about on the floor with him. The lamp was broken and few books were ripped or looked to have been thrown on the floor. Edward went completely mad that night after he saved that boy from being raped.

He screamed and cried throwing anything and everything he could get his hands on. He cut himself with the broken glass of the lamp or threw himself against the wall hurting him more and more. Drack and Sky could only watch painfully as their best friend reenact everything he went through in his past. They both slept on the couch when Edward calmed down and passed out. That night was on of the hardest nights when his past came back to take him whole again.

Drack walked in the room and knelt beside the younger boy on the floor curled up in a ball. He brushed a bloody strand of hair out of his face making him groan and open his eyes slowly.

“Drack….?” He gasped letting tears fall from his eyes from the pain. “….What time is it….?”

“Nine and your not going to work today.” Drack growled softly and picked him up in his arms but was only to be pushed away. Edward stood to his feet and started for the door wobbling a little. “Edward….”

“Go….away…” He spat and slammed the door leaving Drack on the floor looking at the blood and choking back a sob.

~Yamato, Zeke, and Yukito’s apartment~
Yukito laid his head down on the table and rubbed his eyes trying to get the sleep out of them. Since when he had woken up at the club he hadn’t gone back to sleep. He had been thinking about the black haired boy who saved him from that large ugly man who was about to…

He shivered at the thought of that man touching him. He was glad that boy came to save him.

“What was his name….Oh wait.” Yukito smiled and sighed softly. “Edward.” His heart fluttered as he said the name, which still rested upon his lips. He closed his eyes and pictured the boy in his mind. Tail with black spiky hair and the saddest amber eyes he had ever seen. They were so bright yet so full of sadness.

“Yuki will you stop daydreaming and go after him.”

The blond jumped nearly off his chair and pouted at his friend who was laughing at him. Yamato placed his hand on his shoulder and kissed his cheek as a good morning.

“Morning Yuki. Want some eggs or bacon?” He asked as he made his way to the stove. “That’s all we have anyways.”

Yukito giggled and smiled sweetly. “Eggs.”

The older boy turned the stove on and got to work on the eggs and bacon. Yukito blushed when he finally noticed his friend was only in his dark blue boxers with nail marks on his bare back. He quickly looked away when he saw a trail of bite marks go down his neck, back, and thighs. He had forgotten how much Yamato missed Zeke. Another reason why he couldn’t get to sleep last night, but he forgave them all the same.

A groan came from the bedroom followed by a loud thud. Zeke came out of the room in his red boxers on that were sagging below his hips.

“Morning Yuk.” He said brightly which the blonde replied with a wave. “Morning love.” He whispered softly in his lover’s ear as he came up behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist. He gave his neck a quick kiss and nuzzled him.

“Morning my love.” Yamato said as he titled his head to the side and kissed him. Their kiss was passionate but tender and full of love that Yukito could only smile heart warningly at. Deep down he was jealous of them and their love for each other. He was so shy and timid that when someone would show interest in him he would run away, but now he wouldn’t run away because he liked someone this time.

~O’Connor’s Shop~

A young teen with dirty blond hair softly patted the bandage he just put on Edward’s arm when he finished. “There, all better.” He smiled softly at his older friend with red hair who was sitting in the seat next to him with a shot of Vodka.

“Thanks Jared for the bandage job….Kris for the Vodka.” Edward smirked as he took the shot from him and drank it. The red head, Kris, glared at him and barked at him.

“That was mine!” He grabbed the older boy’s collar soon to find himself on the floor with his both hands behind his back painfully.

“No.” He said with a pale look in his eyes that made the young teen shiver in fear. “Its mine now.” He let go of the boy who quickly went back to his seat. “Besides your too young for Vodka. You what? 17?”

Both of them nodded slowly with grins on their lips.

“See too young for Vodka.” He quickly stood up then sat back down groaning in pain. “Ow…that was stupid.”

Jared put his arm around him steadying him on the stool. Edward laid his head on his shoulder and sighed. He couldn’t be this weak, he had to be stronger then this. If he was weak it would happen again.

“I need to go to work.” He said and pushed him away. “Mary. Two Vodkas on my tab for Kris and Jared.”

The old women growled a little not wanting to be ordered around (and of all the jobs she picks). She hated being told what to do, but for Edward she would do ‘favors’. He did help her to the States from the ship she stowaway on. She also knew he helped the Russian teen, Jared, off his boat like her. She and the young teen would talk of their homes sometimes when work was slow.

“Coming up Ed.” She called back as she went to the back to get them their drinks.

Edward smiled as made his way out onto the New York streets toward the shipyard where he worked.

~Yamato, Zeke, and Yukito’s apartment~

“Why not Yuki?” Yamato was sitting on his lover’s lap eating some bacon he had cooked. “He is a hotie and he saved you.”

The blonde looked down at his plate blushing slightly. His friend was right, he was attractive and he did save him, but what are the odds that he would ever see him again.

“Yuk.” Zeke called softly over Yamato’s shoulder. “Your wondering if you ever see him again, right?”

He nodded slowly.

“And your wondering how you would ever find him in a city like this.”

Again, he nodded.

How could he? New York was like Tokyo, large and vast. He could never find one man in a city like this. He could go back to the dance club tonight and see if he would come back, but then again he seemed out of place there and was not vary happy with how his friends were acting and treating him. It was hopeless he should just give up.

The phone ran suddenly making Yukito jump out of his thoughts. Yamato hopped off of Zeke’s lap and got to the phone.

“Hello? ---Oh Hero! How are you? ----Good, good. Our place with ready when we got here, thanks to someone.” He winked at his lover.

It was true. Zeke had gotten a key somehow and got the place ready for them before they arrived.

“Hm? ---Oh that young man what was wrong with him?----The guy named Edward.”

Yukito looked up his face went red.

“Yama! What if he didn’t want people to know!” He shouted, Zeke frowned biting his lip as if he knew something.

The black haired boy waved him off and crossed his arms. “Oh you don’t know or you won’t tell? ----Oh I understand but can I ask where dose he go after work? ----Oh! We’ve been there before. ----Yeah we know where it is. -----Ok I got to get him ready. ----- Ok see you tonight!” He hung up the phone and smiled at Yukito. “Yuki your gonna meet your dream savor!”

The young boy blushed dark red not believing what he had heard.

“W-What! How? When? What am I going to wear?”

Yamato sat back down on his Zeke’s lap and kissed him.

“Yes you are. At the coffee shop we stopped at. You are meeting him at 5:30pm and I’ll help you with that.” He smirked.

Yukito wanted to scream for joy. He was going to get to see him again, maybe even talk to him. He felt his stomach fill up with butterflies and his face grow warm at the thought of it. He was happy that he was going to see him but he was scared, when he met him what would he say?

~Shipyard~

A cloud of black smoke went up from one of the ships coving all the yelling men. A few more shouts were heard and the sound of metal hitting metal. Steam soon billowed out of some pipes and the smoke cleared away.

Edward was covered in black smudges on his face and his light brown jump suit that he used to work in. He had a hammer in his left hand and a piece of pipe in his right. The men cheered and ran to him wanting to shake his hand. Drack was in the group of men trying to get to him. He blinked and shouted when he saw his black haired friend start to fall forwards. He quickly shoved his way through the men and caught him before he hit the ground. He held him close as he told the men to go away sill he felt Edward push away from him with a low growl.

“Not the first time I’ve seen you covered in black.” He said taking the younger boy’s arm.

“Well those times weren’t the first when your lover was trying to kill me with his bad cooking skills.” Edward replied taking his arm from him wincing a little as he did.

“Edward-“

“I’m fine Drack so just shove off!” He spat coldly.

Drack bit his lip and looked away slightly, hurt deeply by his friend’s words.

The young boy sighed softly. He didn’t mean to sound harsh or hurtful. He placed his hand on his shoulder and shyly kissed him on the cheek (when he saw no one was looking).

“I’m sorry…” He said softly blushing through the black smudges on his face and slowly walked off, leaving Drack standing there with his hand to his cheek smiling.

The older man walked off in another direction towards the office to see Sky. When he opened the office door he found his lover at the desk reading a book he bought at Sexy Smart. Drack blushed slightly seeing his lover’s face flushed and breathing rugged. A soft moan slipped past his lips, he coughed to try to hide it making Sky look up suddenly.

“Uh enjoying the book?”

Sky gave him a smirk and put the book on the desk. “The question is are you enjoying the view?” He asked as he stood up and sat down on the desk in front of him reveling the bulge in his work pants.

The older boy gasped and came closer. Oh he was glad the office widow had curtains because he might as well take his brake now seeing a lovely young boy begging to be taken.

~O’Connor’s Shop after work~

Edward groaned as he laid down on the couch after a rough night and a vary rough day at work. He was relived to have a bit of peace and have time to heal. He placed his hand over his eyes and sighed softly. He needed to go to sleep, but if he did the nightmare would haunt him again.

“Here it will calm you.” Mary had came up to him with a cup of mint tea.

“Its not coffee.” He said rolling on his side putting his back to her. “I asked for coffee.”

“Well you need to sleep one of these nights and I’ll be damned if I’m not going to be around when you do. Now drink it will calm you better then coffee.” She hit him in the head and walked off back to the desk.

The black haired boy could only smile at her. She was like his mother or at least the closest he has ever had to one. His mother died when he was born and he always thought it was because of him. His sister was the only one who told him it wasn’t his fault but she wasn’t around for too long either.

He took the cup in his hands and took a sip. It wasn’t that bad, quite good really. Mary was right when she said it would calm him as he leaned back in the couch closing his eyes as a peace washed over him. Yes everything was right with the world except the boy wasn’t here. He looked down in his cup at the greenish water and sighed. That boy, Yukito, had been on his mind at work again. His long blond hair, beautiful blue eyes making him look more like an angel. He saw him twice but what would be the odds that he would see him again a third time?

“OH!” A small cry was heard and a loud thud at his feet. Edward blinked and looked down to find the little angel that had been on his mind.

“Its you.” He said softly as he looked into the young boy’s eyes.

~Outside O’Connor’s Shop at 5:45pm~

Yukito looked at the double doors blushing dark red trying to move his legs to walk inside. He had saw Edward walked in 15 minuets ago and still he hadn’t made on move to go inside. Yamato, who was standing with him, was getting a little angry with his friend because of this. He had made the perfect outfit for him, his blond hair was tied up and he was wearing his white T-shit with the word ‘Angel’ on the front and cute white jeans, and now all his blond haired friend was doing was staring at the doors.

“Come on Yuki.” He pouted and started to push him in.

The young blonde yelped when he looked back blushing. “Yama I can’t do this!” He shouted and tried to get away from him put he was not strong enough. He was pushed in the coffee shop and towards Edward. He looked back to see if he had a way out but Yamato was in the way watching him. He gave out a long sigh and slowly started towards the black haired boy.

He saw that he was lying down looking tired and distressed. The old women Yukito had got the coffee from came by and gave him a cup.

“Here it will calm you.” She said softly but the boy just rolled on his side.

“Its not coffee.” He said harshly to her and looked up at her face. “I asked for coffee.”

“Well you need to sleep one of these nights and I’ll be damned if I’m not going to be around when you do. Now drink it will calm you better then coffee.” Yukito gasped when she hit him over the head but he seemed he didn’t mind it at all. They seemed to have a mother-son relationship going on between them. He smiled soft watching him as he sat up and started to drink whatever that was in his cup. This is it, he thought, this was my only chance.

Yukito started walking towards him but what did you know he tripped on a leg of a coffee table. “OH!” He fell face first at the feet of the black haired boy who blinked and started at him when he saw him at his feet.

“Its you.” He said as he looked into the young boy’s eyes.

They both staid like that for a moment till Edward nearly hit himself in the head, there was a young boy at his feet on the ground.

“Oh! I’m so sorry. Here let me help you up.” He stood up and bent down to take the young blond boy’s hand. “Your not hurt are you Yukito-san?” He asked smiling softly.

Yukito blushed and took his hand shyly who pulled him up again nearly off his feet. “Oh no I’m fine. H-How did you know my name?”

“Oh that black haired guy told me it. Oh please sit down.” He moved over a bit it let Yukito sit down on the couch beside him. “Are you sure you’re not hurt?” He asked again looking up in his blue eyes.

“Oh no I’m fine really and the boy your talking about was Yamato-san, well in America its just Yamato I guess.” Yukito giggled softly making Edward smile at him and lean back in the couch. “Your Edward Marks, am I right?”

He was surprised the boy knew his name. “Yes Edward Marks.”

“Good I didn’t want to get your name wrong when I met you again.” He giggled again and then paused. “I-I wanted to thank you….about last night….I-I-I could have been-“ He was cut off by Edward placing his finger on his lips. The blond boy blushed deeper as he felt the soft finger.

“You don’t need to thank me Yukito…I didn’t want you hurt-I mean anyone hurt.” He blushed as well and took his finger off his lips. Why did I say that, he thought to himself. He barely knew the boy so why did he feel this way. Like he wanted the boy to come closer to him and become apart of him.

“But still.” Yukito said softly. “Thank you.” He smiled brightly at him and took his hand shyly. “I owe you my life.”

Edward was flattered deeply he had never seen someone humble themselves so to this, to give their life in payment of saving them. His heart warmed and his smile grew softer.

“How about you have lunch out in the park with me and have coffee for dinner?” Edward asked. “In payment.”

Yukito blinked and gripped his hand. “Really! Oh I mean sure at 12 lunch time tomorrow?”

“Yes.”

“I-I’ll be there. You mind if I take my friend?” He asked. He did like the older boy but he didn’t want to be alone. He couldn't find his way around the city yet.

“Sure I’ll bring my two work friends with me. We all have our day off tomorrow.” Edward smiled then chuckled as the boy jumped up.

“Thank you!” He shouted making other people look at them (though this was not a first for Edward). “I’ll see you tomorrow,” He said as he started to run for the door. Though again he tripped and fell. Edward stood up to see if he was ok but he just jumped right up and ran out the door waving at him.

Yamato was waiting outside with an existed look on his face. “So?”

“I’m seeing him TOMORROW!” Yukito shouted and jumped on his friend as they both started laughing and giggling.

~Inside O’Connor’s Shop~

Edward fell back on the couch and started to laugh at himself as he felt something in his stomach, like he was going to blow up. Today he was truly happy at what happened.

“Tomorrow then…” He whispered to himself as he closed his eyes and sipped his cup. He blinked and spit it out. “Tea! Mary!” (Note: Edward has a one-track mind sometimes and forgets things)

End

Chapter 2: Rescued

Mon, 17 Oct 2005 23:28:20 GMT

Timeless Meeting
By. Edward Marks
NOTE:
The bathroom scene is by Yamato Ryo!!!! Not mine! Not ever! All thanks to Yama!!!
-Ed

Chapter 2
Rescued

Many people want to be rescued from their everyday life and sometimes some one will. A person with scars will turn away from his rescuer wanting to just be left alone because by being rescued he would have to break the seal on his heart. It is by saying and meaning that he needs help and someone must come for him. It is hard because the rescuer will then truly know how scared he was.

“No no no! Now way in hell Sky! Your crazy!” Edward growled blushing bright red as he looked at the outfit in the older boy’s arms. Sky was giggling at him and smiling sweetly.

“Why not Edo? I think it would look so good on you and we are going to a gay dance club after all, so live a little love.” He motioned his hand at him but it wasn’t to Edward.

The young boy yelped as he was picked up and pinned on the bed by the oldest man. Drack smiled down at him evilly and nuzzled the boy.

“Dr-Drack!” Edward blushed as he looked up at him. “Get off of me! Don’t- AHHH!” He yelped again as Drack’s hand went up his shirt.

“Come on now it will be fun and Sky.” He looked back at the now laughing boy. “Wanna help me with his clothes.” He smiled as Sky got the outfit ready.

“Yes lets!” The second oldest jumped on the now screaming Edward.

A few moments later Edward was curled up on the bed blushing dark red. He was wearing a vary tight black sleeveless shirt and black baggy pants that showed the waistband of his boxers. Some way or another they put black combat boots and a choker with a cross on. He glared at them as they laughed.

“What in the hell are you two laughing at!” He shouted as they kept laughing at their companion as if they didn’t hear him.

Sky was wearing a hot pink tank top with a long sleeve fishnet shirt over it with tight lather pants on with boots as well. Drack had on something tamer, a dark blue button up shirt (a few buttons undone at the bottom and top) with nice dress pants and black shoes. He also had a choker on (Sky liked the way it looked on him so he wore it for his lover).

“You look so sexy Edo! Like a punk in the hood.” Sky giggled and grabbed both his lover’s arm and Edward’s. “Come on lets go dancing!” He shouted as he pulled the two out of the apartment and out on the street.

Why me, Edward thought to himself as they walked down the sidewalk together. People started to stare or give them odd glances as Sky and Drack held hands and cuddled together, but Edward only smiled at them and their love for each other. When he met Drack at the shipyard Sky jumped on his lover and shouted at him. “Get hands off! Mine!” He cried and both of them started to laugh though Edward turned bright red at the new that they were lovers. Drack worked in repairs and Sky worked for the office, so mostly he talked to Drack while doing his work to make time go by. New spared that Edward Marks was friends with two gay guys so some of the workers backed away from him. He didn’t care as long as he ‘had’ friends besides he was growing use to them by then. Then when Edward came slowly in to work he told them he had been kicked out of his apartment. They both quickly offered their apartment to him and then all three of them were roommates though it took a while getting use to the fact that he had to share a bed with both of them. He prayed to God that they wouldn’t jump him in the middle of the night and they didn’t (yet).

The lights of a car shined in Edward’s eyes blinding him for a moment till they turned off. The car had stopped on the side and the windows slowly rolled down. He recognized the two men in the car. The red head was a Japanese boy named Herotu, he sometimes had coffee with him at the shop. The one next to him was his lover Nema, but the driver was the one he didn’t know though he looked a little bit like himself.

“Edo-san!” The red head called out waving his hand out the car window at Edward. “You going to a club? You look like you are or you are a poser.” He laughed at his comment.

Sky and Drack stopped looking behind them and smiled.

“Yea!” They both called out before Edward could lie and started for the car.

“Yea….” He sighed agreeing with them. “We are.”

Herotu giggled loudly making his lover put his fingers in his ear. Edward and Drack did the same when Sky screamed and ran to the window.

“Sky-kun!”

“Herotu!”

They both hugged each other through the window (Sky hit his head which wasn’t a surprise to Edward who held back a grin).

“You going to Danger Zone too? Oh my god!” They both were laughing, Nema was sinking the in the seat slowly smiling at the other two out on the sidewalk.
“Hell yea! I wouldn’t miss this and guess what! We have V.I.P. rooms!” Herotu turned to the driver and smiled sweetly. “Zeke here is one of the builders or something like that so he gets in free. Hes going to go see his boyfriend that just moved here from Japan and who is going to work at the club as a waiter.”

“That is so cool.” Sky smiled then gave his friend a tug. “Give us a ride?” He asked looking at Nema now.

The red head looked back at the two men in the car. “Can we?” He asked softly then frowned when his lover groaned. Herotu leaned in slowly and whispered something in Nema’s ear making him blush bright red and mouth a ‘mean it?’ When he nodded he opened the door for the three and waved his hand for them to come in.

Sky slipped in beside his friend and Drack fallowed him. Edward was more then happy to take the front with Zeke seeing he was quiet. They both gave each other a small smile and a nod before he started up the car and they headed down the highway towards a line of traffic.

~Taxicab in front of Danger Zone~

“Yuki! How do I look?” The black hair boy asked looking at himself in the mirror frantically. Yukito started to laugh at his best friend. He knew his friend looked good, he always did and tonight in his baggy red tank top with lather pants and a red tiger stripped collar on made him look extra hot.

“You look fine Yama.” He said softly knowing how much this meant to Yamato. He was going to see his lover for the first time in a year. “I’m the one who looks bad.”

The fact is he didn’t. He looked cute with his white tank top with a picture of angel wings on the back and black pants on with just a little bit of blue glitter on his face. His hair was tied up in a ponytail with a white band and oh how he looked good with those baby blue eyes.

“Bad! Now I feel insulted. I’m the one who made that outfit for you and you look just like an angel.” Yamato cooed over him and tugged on his arm. “Let go I want to see Zeke!” He opened the door of the cab and both of them stepped out.

They both started getting looks from on going men that were coming inside. Mostly the looks were on Yukito making the boy turn a lovely shade of pink. Some of the young men hoot and hollered at him and started to whistle. Oh my, he thought, as he blushed deeper hurrying in the club to get away from them.

The club was huge, being three stories of dance floors and small rooms to lounge in. The walls were black with red violent slashes on them. The lights were all different colors and seemed to be pulsing with the music that was playing. Yamato made his way to the bar table and started to talk to the bar tender probably about Zeke or maybe about him getting started with his new job. Yukito slowly sat down on a bar stool and laid his head down.

He didn’t want to be a feast for these gay men. He hated the looks he was getting from rough looking men that smirked and licked their lips at him. He only was here because he wanted to see Zeke and Yamato together again. Yamato was vary sad when Zeke moved to work on this place but now Yamato couldn’t stop talking about him. The problem for him was he couldn’t stop thinking of the young man at the coffee shop that was so kind to him.

“Like hell I will!” A young familiar voice rang up a few people beside him.

Yukito’s eyes widen as he saw him, the young man from the coffee shop standing up blushing, his friends laughing at a young man trying to pull him to the dance floor.
There was a few words exchanged between the two then he stormed off towards the bathroom muttering to himself.

Quickly Yukito jumped up to fallow him. He found him, he actually saw him again. There were so many things he wanted to ask him, like what was his name and all. He opened the bathroom door and looked around. He wasn’t there. He must had gone somewhere near the bathroom. He gave a long sigh and started for the door again.

“Where you think your going cutie?” A large rough looking man stood in front of the door smiling wickedly at the young blond. “Whats your name angel?”

Yukito knew something wasn’t right so he tried to push his way past him but got shoved against a door of a stall. He looked up in fear and started to shake.

“G-Go away….I-I have to find someone….” He whimpered then yelped as the man pushed him in the stall and locked the door. “W-what are you doing get away from! Someone Hel-“ His mouth was covered by the man’s hand.

“Hush angel this won’t hurt one bit. Besides that man left already, your mine now.” He leaned in close and licked Yukito’s ear making the boy sob. He was going to be raped by this big ugly thug. The man’s hand went up the boy’s tank and stated to stroke the boy’s chest as more sobs and tears started to form. The man smiled and took his hand off of Yukito’s mouth so he took in a little air and a sob at the same time.

“Help….someone…please…” He whimpered softly.

“Like I said your all-“ He was cut off by the door being kicked in by someone.

“GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF HIM!” The boy from the coffee shop yelled at him with eyes ready to kill.

~Danger Zone bar~
Edward gulped his vodka down and sighed. “Good.” He muttered and leaned back against the bar. He watched the two pairs of lovers dance together, rubbing up against each other making him growl and order another vodka.

He usually hated dance clubs, the lights, the loud music but mostly the sight of young lovers together having fun. He had never had a lover in his life and someone took away his chance of getting one. He bit his lip at the thought and again gulped down his vodka.

Soon enough the boys came back to the bar table and ordered their dinks (all on Zeke’s tab). Herotu sat on Nema’s lap on one stool and Sky and Drack took their own stools beside Edward. They all started talking about the club and the passing guys who winked at them and Edward. The young boy ignored them all turning his back to them and faced the back of the bar where all the bottles were.

“Come on Edward lighten up.” Sky said tugging on his arm. “They want to dance with you and I bet it would be fun for them to get a catch like you.” He winked making his friend growl.

“They can fuck off.” Edward spat. He seemed to be in a foul mood tonight and the boy’s in the club made it worse. “I don’t want one tonight why don’t you guys go back to dancing or I’ll go to the V.I.P. rooms and talk to Zeke.

Zeke when they arrived made his way to one of the V.I.P. rooms saying he was going to wait there for his lover and they others were welcome to join him anytime. Edward was about to take him up on the till he saw the bar.

Sky jumped off the stool and grabbed Edward’s arm. “Come on dance with me. Drack won’t mind.” He smiled and started to pull on him.

“Like hell I will!” He shouted and glared foully at the older boy.

“Why not?” He asked sweetly still pulling on his arm towards the dance floor.

Edward glared at him again and pulled his arm out of his grasp. “I don’t see like it. End of story now I’m gonna go smoke.” He gave them all a glare and started for the bathroom. As he walked there he put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a carton of cigarettes and shoved the door open hitting a large man in the chest.

“Watch where you’re swinging that thing brat!” The man shoved him out the door and walked out himself. “Fucking brat he glared at him and slowly walked off a ways.

Edward wanted to kill him but he held it back and leaned against the wall. A flash of blond caught his eye and a saw a strand of blond hair run into the bathroom. He remembered who that was; it was the Japanese boy that spilt coffee on his pants this morning. He couldn’t believe it till then again when he tried to get in the man shoved him against the wall hard and walked in. Edward growled under his breath and listened against the door.

“Where you think your going cutie?” It was the man’s voice. He shivered at the hungry tone he was using with the boy. “Whats your name angel?”

“G-Go away….I-I have to find someone….” A soft yelp was heard and then the sound of someone being shoved. He took this chance to quietly walk in. “W-what are you doing get away from! Someone Hel-“ He was cut off. A few low words and then sobs were heard form one of the stalls. Edward clenched his fits tightly and stood in front of it.

“Help….someone…please…” A small sob and then the man started to talk again.

“Like I said your all-“ This time Edward couldn’t take it. He kicked the door so hard in fell off its hinges. He glared at the man who had the boy up against the wall with his hand up his shirt.

“GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF OF HIM!” He shouted and garbed the man by the neck and threw him out of the stall. His eyes were like fire from a raging volcano.

The man growled and charged Edward from behind but Yukito saw it.

“Look out!” He screamed and pushed the black haired boy out of the way and got the full blow of the man. He was knocked against the stall like a rag doll and fell on the ground not moving. Edward’s eyes widen and he knelt down near the boy taking him in his arms.

“Hey! Wake up! Hey!” He called over and over till he felt a large hand on his shoulder.

“You little brat!” The man raised his fits to strike at Edward but he stopped his eyes widening in pure fear.

“You touch him you die.” A familiar old voice said from behind the man. It was Herotu who was talking. His red headed friend had two personalities, one for when he could relax and be happy the other was his violent side. He worked with swords and he carried a dagger with him all the time just in cases like this.

The door opened again and a few more people came in. “Yea if you hurt my Edo I’m sure Drack and I will kick your fat ass.” Sky came to the man’s side glaring evilly at him. Nema came at his other side and Drack came behind Herotu at his back, the large man was surrounded.

The man shook with fear and pushed them out of the way running out. All of them sighed but looked at Edward as he cradled the boy in his arms. He was stroking his long blond hair softly checking to see if any wounds were visible.
“Edward is he-“ Drack asked but was pushed out of the way be Zeke and Yamato.

“YUKI!” The blacked Japanese boy screamed and took the Yukito from Edward’s arms. “Yuki! Wake up love.” He stroked his cheeks softly trying to make him come to. Zeke took his phone out and called someone for help. Edward kept his eyes on the boy, they were no longer angry but filled with worry.

Zeke hung up his phone. “Don’t worry Yama someone is coming up to the V.I.P. rooms we will take him there.” They both started for the door till Yamato felt a tugged on his arm.

“Wait…” It was Edward. Drack, Sky, Herotu and Nema looked at him wondering what he was doing. “Let me come…I want to know if he’ll be ok…” He asked bowing his head towards them.

Yamato looked over at his lover. Zeke only smiled softly and nodded, he knew that Edward was only trying to protect the blond boy and he did have a right to know if he was going to be ok.

“Yes.” He said and all three of them left the bathroom with the others fallowing close behind their friend.

The V.I.P. room had nice soft colors of blue and blue-green. The young men looked in awe but Edward kept his gaze on Yukito who was lying on a couch. Yamato was kneeing next to him with the boy’s hand in his speaking softly to him. The young boy knelt with him and took the boy’s other hand in his.

“Do you think he’ll be alright? It was my fault….I didn’t see the bastered come at me from behind.” He said stroking Yukito’s hand softly with his thumb.

The Japanese boy was amazed at how kind he was towards his friend. Yes he was a little rough looking but just kind and gentle eyes and how he treated Yukito was a big surprise to him. He smiled softly and looked at the unconscious boy. Yukito, he thought chuckling slightly, someone has a crush on you.

“Whats your name? I have to thank the young man who saved my Yuki.” Yamato smiled at him.

“Edward Marks and that’s Drack McCarter and Sky Roberts and the other two are Herotu Shun and his lover Nema Yue.” As he said this he pointed to each one of his friends who waved or bowed at him.

“I’m Yamato Ryo and this is Zeke Maho who I think you have already met and this.” He looked down at the blond. “Is Yukito Takaishi. We owe you a great deal of thanks for what you have done for him.” He smiled and bowed his head at Edward.

“I met the boy at the coffee shop this morning and…well I...when I saw him I had to save him.” He blushed bright red. Drack and Sky started to chuckle at him making Edward growl and glare at them both. “I was just doing what needed to be done.” He wondered at himself why he was being all noble all of the sudden.

Yamato giggled and placed his hand on his shoulder. “Well I’m glad you did. We’re both new to the States so we have to be more careful here.”

“Yes…” Edward smiled then looked back down at Yukito. “You have to be in New York.” He sighed and closed his eyes. A flash of the nightmare came back to him making him bit his lip so hard that it started to bleed. Drack saw this and knew what was happening. He walked over and put his hands on him.

“I think we should go home love…you need some rest.” He whispered softly to Edward and helped him up. Sky also walked over to his black haired friend and helped him to the door. The others in the room blinked at them, Herotu and his lover left it at that but Yamato didn’t.

“Why are you leaving….when Yukito wakes up I bet he would like to thank you.” He pleaded but the older boy only glared at him.

“He needs rest. I’m sorry but we must go.” Before he has another brake down, he thought bitterly and walked out with Edward and Sky.

Edward’s breathing increased as they helped him down the sidewalk towards the apartment. Tears slowly started to come down his cheek as a flood of the memories came back attacking him slowly. He sobbed in Drack’s shoulder and gripped on him tightly.

“Help….someone….please…” He muttered softly crying now.

~V.I.P. room~

Yukito awoke a little after when Edward, Drack and Sky left. He moaned softly at the pain in his back and head. When he opened his eyes Yamato and Zeke was standing over him smiling softly. Then, he thought as he sat up slowly, that older boy from the coffee shop who saved me was a dream? He looked around to find two other boys on another couch smiling at him. They were with the boy at the bar.

“Where is he!”? The blond said suddenly.

“Who Yuki? Maybe you should lay down for a while.” Yamato said soothingly to his friend and forced him back down on the couch.

“B-But he saved me…from being…” He shivered and clutched his shirt. “Just tell me….did you find out his name?” He blushed a light pink and looked slightly away.

All his friend could do was smile at him as he said the boy’s name. “His name is Edward Marks. Now you need some rest.” He chuckled at him and stood up to go get a drink for himself and Yukito.

The blond closed his eyes then winced. A small pain came in his heart as he saw the image of the boy, Edward again in his mind. His amber eyes full of sadness and now tears. He wondered why he was so sad.

~Edward, Sky and Drack’s apartment~

Edward screamed and huddled on the floor with his arms wrapped around him crying. Drack and Sky could only watch painfully as their friend reacted the nightmare of his past again. He cried out holding himself tightly.

“No! No! Don’t! Stop it! Don’t touch me!” He threw his head back hitting it roughly on the floor. “DADDY!”

End

Chapter 1: Foreign Meeting

Mon, 17 Oct 2005 23:22:26 GMT

Timeless Meeting
By. Edward Marks

Chapter 1
Foreign Meeting

People say, the past is the past, that it won’t come back and hurt you, but scars can still stay with that person and become a painful memory. The past won’t come back to hurt him but the memories can. They can leave a person fragile, weak and a seal placed over that person’s heart, a lock to close himself up forever. Though he may look alright on the outside, but it’s the inside that is being torn apart from the inside out. Slowly someday, if his heart is not healed and the seal torn off, he will loose all feelings and slowly die that way.

A soft humming came from the kitchen as the sun shone through the windows in the bedroom. The young boy rolled on his stomach and hid his face from the light in his pillow. He stayed like that for a few minutes till the loneliness of being in the large king size bed started to come over him.

Edward slowly got out of bed and sat there dazed and confused. He slowly started to realize where he was. He was in his apartment that he shared with his two friends, Sky and Drack. An apartment in New York City down a few blocks from a large shipyard that he worked at. His job was working with the sailors and moving the large merchant ships that came from England and Africa. It was July 7th, 2004 and it was eight in the morning. This was his life that he lived day to day. Get up, go to work at the shipyard, go to the coffee shop after work and go back home for another sleepless night. He would sometimes, on the weekends, go with Sky and Drack to the gay dance clubs and occasionally sleep with a man if he was asked to, but mostly he stayed home and try to sleep at least an hour until his nightmare woke him up.

“Edward!” A voice a little panicked came from the kitchen.

The young boy looked up at the door blankly. It was Sky’s voice. That’s odd, he thought as he slowly stood up, Drack is the one that gets me up because he was the one cooking. He blinked a little when he smelt a something burning and then suddenly he stopped deal in his tracks.

“Oh no hes-“ He was cut off by a frightful scream and the sight of smoke coming through the door.

“SKY!” Edward called out and ran through the door.

~Airport~

Yukito walked through the glass double doors of the airport building. He put his hand in front of his face so the light wouldn’t hurt his eyes. An older looking boy walked behind him and hugged him tightly.

“This is our new home. New York City Yuki! Oh I can’t wait to see out apartment and…” He blushed slightly. “….Zeke.”

Yukito could only smile at his friend. Yamato had been with him ever since his grandmother took him in when he was six years old but now she was dead and he stayed with his friend at his apartment. They were both twenty-two and they both wanted to get out of Tokyo (though Yukito didn’t mind staying). Yamato found a new job at a dance club in America so they planed their trip and packed up. It took longer then expected but soon they left for the United States.

“Yama…” He asked as he raised his hand for a taxicab. “What kind of dance club are you going to be working at and, if it is the kind I’m thinking of, do I have to go with you?”

Yamato only smirked at him as the cab drove up on the side for them. “Well…” He started when the trunk opened and he started to put their bags in. “Yes it is a gay dance club but its clean…I think.” He chuckled at Yukito’s panicked look. “It is called Danger Zone and it is opening tonight. And…” He slammed the trunk door down and smiled. “Yes your coming with me.”

“Wha-What!” Yukito blushed bright pink. “Why?”

“First you need to live a little and second you need a strong sexy boyfriend. Now in the cab you go.”

He pushed the blond in the cab and climb in next to him. The driver had been listening to them slightly and he was a little iffy about these two gay Japanese boys but he shook it off.

“Where to, boys?” He asked, his voice dripping with an Irish accent.

Yamato looked over at his friend. “Coffee?” He asked as if he was a child asking for candy. Yukito giggle and nodded slowly, he actually need some caffeine to wake him up from the long plane ride. “Just take us to a coffee shop. A clean one at that.”

“Aye on it.”

~O’Connor’s Shop~

Edward slipped his coffee quietly and growled at the older man sitting next to him on the couch. Both of their faces were slightly black making them look like they were just in a fire. But wait, he thought bitterly, we were!

Sky had left some food on the stove and it caught on fire. He tried to put it out, but being Sky he just made it worse like he always dose in Edward’s opinion. When Edward ran in half of the wall behind the stove was already caught on fire. A few more panicked moments later the fire was put out thanks to the young boy but they still had nothing to eat. Sky was a twenty-six year old gay but he still was the worse cook anyone had ever seen.

The young boy looked at his blackened fingers and started to wipe them off on a napkin. He really didn’t enjoy saving his friend’s ass but still they were friends and he needed to keep them alive so he had somewhere to live. Drack was ok but Sky was too much to handle sometimes.

A hand lay softly on Edward’s shoulder and gripped it gently. He looked up and smirked a little at the oldest man.

“And where did our fine cook go off to this morning and leave poor Sky at the stove to slave under? You know Sky can’t cook worth shit and I don’t get up for nothing unless its to save my own ass.” He wiped his black fingers across Drack’s cheek so a mark was left.

“I told you I was at the bread shop to pick up some bread and sweets for us.” He took Edward’s napkin from his hands and wiped his face off. “I’m just glad you were there before Sky’s bad cooking really killed you both.”

Sky glared at both of them as they started to laugh. He gripped Drack’s arm tightly and whimpered. “I’m not a bad cook!”

The young boy just smirked at him and sipped his coffee while the older lover worked his magic and kissed Sky softly knowing that would make him be quiet.

“Well I’m just glad I-“ A loud crash came from behind the three men. As Edward turned to see what was going on a blond boy fell on his lap and spilt hot coffee on his crouch.

“AH! SON OF A BITCH!” He cried out in pain and pushed the boy off of him. Sky and Drack busted out laughing as they watched their friend jump around screaming and whimpering in pain. He was about to take his pants off when he heard his friends stop laughing because a small whimper from the boy on the floor.

“P-Please…don’t hurt m-me….I-I didn’t mean to…..”

~Taxicab~

Yamato started to talk to the driver as they slowly made their way down the busy street. Yukito sighed softly and looked out the window at the people walking on the sidewalk. Just like Japan, he thought to himself as he studied the passing faces. Emotionless eyes scared him and made him slightly look away to another face. Only seeking their needs and not others. It was by chance he met Yamato and he was glad he did. They were like brothers, friends tied to the hip forever.

He blushed as he saw a hooker showing her ‘goods’ to an old man on the street. She reveled that she was a he and that made him quickly turn away to face his friend.

“Yama…” He tugged at his friend’s shirt whimpering slightly, “Are we there yet I want to get this over with…” He leaned in and whispered in his ear. “Some of these Americans scare me.”

The driver smirked and looked back at him through the review mirror.

“Aye you were right. He is a shy one.” He smiled brightly. “We’ll be there soon. Just one more block lad.”

The blond sighed and sat back in the seat. When they passed the hooker he looked out the window again to study the people on the sidewalk. Moments passed by quickly and they were parked at a nice looking coffee shop with the sign, ‘O’Connor’s Shop’ lit up in blue.

“O’Connor’s is a Irish coffee shop. Nice and clean for the both of ya just don’t order the O’Connor Brew.” Yukito blinked at this and the driver replied. “They put Vodka in it.”

“Oh.” The blond gasped slightly and giggled. “I won’t then. Yama you want black again?” He asked his friend as he opened the door and stepped out.

“Yep!”

Yukito nodded and slowly made his way inside the shop. The coffee shop was a nice clean place for apart of the city like this. It had light brown and dark blue colors on the walls and furnisher adding a warm feeling to anyone. There were couches and armchairs placed about and a few coffee tables with magazines and books on them. Against one wall sat a bar for other costumers with high stools so your feet were dangling off them. Even now a few people were at the bar drinking beer and other drinks Yukito couldn’t name.

He blinked over at three young men sitting on a large couch smirking at each other. Oddly enough two of the men had black on their cheeks and one of them had burnt fingers that was holding a large coffee mug.

“Next!” An old woman yelled and crossed her arms over her chest. “Your next blondie.” He glared at him like he was the most naive boy in the world.

“Oh! I-I’m sorry…uh a medium black coffee and a small café late…please.” He quickly added.

“$10.25.” She held out her open hand to him. Yukito quickly paid her so she wouldn’t get angry with him for waiting. He leaned against the table and waited for the orders.

“I’m not a bad cook!”

He blinked and looked over at the three men again and blushed as he saw two of them kiss each other softly. He saw the third one, who looked the youngest, smirk in his direction and sipped his coffee. He blushed darker as he saw his handsome amber eyes, sad but vary dreamy. He shook himself seeing that he was staring and looked away.

“Here.” The woman said and handed him two coffee cups.

The young blond quickly took them from her and started for the door rather fast. He just wanted to give the drinks to Yamato and leave so he wouldn’t make a fool of himself in front of the black haired boy. He dodged a few people gracefully but tripped on his own feet and fell right on the lap of you the young man and spilt his coffee all over him.

“AH! SON OF A BITCH!” He cried out and shoved Yukito to the floor jumping up trying to brush the stuff off of him. The other two started to laugh at him as he whimpered in pain but Yukito was afraid of what he had done and sobbed in fear.

“P-Please….don’t hurt me…” The other boys stopped laughing and looked at him. “I-I didn’t mean to….”

Edward looked down at the boy shaking in fear as they both stared each other in the eyes. He bit his lip hard for the pain and the image from his nightmare of himself shaking in fear.

“No shhh. I’m fine just a little burnt.” He said soothingly to the boy and looked over at Drack. “Tell Mary to get his coffee and charge it to my tab.”

Yukito gasped and shook his head.

“N-No! It was my fault! I-I’m….so sorry.” He bowed on the floor in front of Edward. “Please forgive me.” Some people sitting in couches and at the bar started to look over at them now wondering what was happening,

The black haired boy blushed slightly and knelt down with him. He slowly placed his hand on the boy’s shoulder and smiled softly.

“Japanese?” He asked politely.

“H-How did you know?” Yukito looked up at him blushing at the older man’s hand on him.

“Eh no one acts like that here. Bowing I mean.” He chuckled slightly and helped the boy to his feet. “But thank you. No one had ever done that for me before.” His smile was still soft and kind making Yukito become vary warm and turn a darker shade of red.

“Oh….well I’m just glad your-“

“Coffee!” Drack came up from behind the Japanese making him jump. Sky giggled at this reaction and wrapped an arm around his lover’s.

“Oh…Thank you.” He smiled shyly at the grinning boys and bowed again. “Thank you very much.” Then slowly this time made his way to the door blushing.

Edward blushed slightly as he watched the boy leave. His eyes fallowed his hair move back and fourth as he walked away. For him time seemed to stop for a moment. The only people who seemed to be moving were him and the Japanese boy. But with a blink on an eye time started up again and he was left staring at an already closed door and with his two friends watching him. Smirks started to form on their lips as Drack went up to Edward.

“Edward.” Drack finally said poking him on the cheek.

He blinked and looked over at them. “What?” He seemed like he had woken up from a dream, a long peaceful dream.

“Nothing just why are you staring?”

Edward blushed dark red as he saw Sky giggle and Drack smirk at him.

“Nothing…I was just seeing if he was alright. He is a foreigner after all.” He added sitting back down and putting on a blank face.

“Whatever you say Edo.” Sky giggled at him. Edward only growled at the name he was being called by his friend and started to drink his coffee leaving his pants wet. He didn’t really care right about now anyways. His mind was being flooded with thoughts of something else, of someone else.

“Well anyways…” Sky sat down with Drack and smiled brightly. “There is a new club opening up tonight and I heard its to die for when you see it! Its called Danger Zone. I think we should go. You know Mark-“

~Taxicab~

Yukito blushed as he felt eyes on his back. He wondered if they belonged to the boy he spilt the coffee on. He was very handsome and kind but what caught him the most was his eyes. His sad amber eyes seemed to have much feeling and life in them but slowly dieing away.

Yamato was waiting outside the cab with a worried look on his face. He tapped his foot at him when he saw Yukito giggling.

“I was worried you had gotten kidnapped!” He barked and took his coffee from him bitterly. “Don’t do that again…I hate it when I’m worried about you.” He opened the door and slide in. “What happened in there anyways? Why did you take so long?”

Yukito smiled wanting to keep it to himself. He only sipped on his coffee and shook his head.

“Nothing really just got a mix up.” He lied and sipped his coffee again.

“If you two are ready?” The driver called back at them. “Where to?”

They both smiled and told him the number to the apartment. They soon were on their way to their new home. Yamato was happy because he was going to see his lover more. Yukito was happy because his friend was happy but something started to nag at him as he looked out the window at the lifeless faces. He then remembered, the boy at the coffee shop, he never asked his name. What were the chances that they were ever going to meet again?

End

Novel: Timeless Meeting; Prologue Time

Mon, 10 Oct 2005 03:21:25 GMT

Timeless Meeting
By. Edward Marks

Prologue
Time

Time is a moving thing that never stops and takes a breather. Time seems to always move and never quit till it loses all ability to move at all. Sometimes people get caught up in time so much that they never look ahead to better things in life then what happened to them in the past, although sometimes the past can leave pretty deep scars in us; trying to stop time is the only way to get through the day. Stopping time to heal old wounds of the past physical or mentel it takes a long time and love. But what if a person can stop time all he wants but doesn’t have the love to help heal himself? What if he never loved at all in his life because it was taken away? What if time left the scare of loneliness and loveless to this person? Would his wounds really heal? But above all could he learn to love someone and let him or her in to heal his wounds?

The young man groaned as he turned in the large king size bed. The nightmare slowly killing inside his head made the groans louder and louder. Two other men started to groan as well from him interrupting their sleep. The older man threw a pillow at him and slowly drifted off back to sleep when he heard the groaning stop. The youngest boy who was groaning from the nightmare sat up slowly in bed and looked around. His eyes were baggy and dark circles were under his eyes.

“What time is it?” He asked himself then blinked at someone stirring beside him.

“Five o’clock love, now go back to bed.” The second oldest boy groaned and snuggled closer to the oldest, their arms now around each other tightly.

“Ok Sky…. in a moment.” Replied the boy as he got out of the bed reveling he was in his boxers as he slowly made his way through the dark room to the bathroom.

He looked in the mirror and ran his fingers through his dark black hair. His eyes still were baggy from lack of sleep. He made a soft groan and leaned his forehead against the mirror. The mirror was cold like ice against his forehead but gave him a soothing relief from his nightmare.

Again his nightmare came like a shadow coming to choke the life out of him. The image was always so clear in his head of him as a young child. The ropes tying his arms around a poll, the blind fold over his eyes so he couldn’t see his attacker, the hands touching all over his body, the soft whispers in his ear saying he wanted to hurt him and love him at the same time. He thought time had stopped for his killer so he could enjoy his pray slowly taking in every bit of him. He cried out every time that person, the killer, thrust inside him roughly taking away his innocence. Always thrusting never stopping. He could still feel the pain of the dagger in the back of his neck, the hot sticky blood running down his back. The softly weak whimpers of pain slipping past his lips as he cried out for mercy but only got more pain. It was too much for him to take, too much for him. He just wanted it his killer to stop, get it over with and kill him.

“Edward?” A soft voice came from the doorway of the bathroom.

The boy turned and blinked at the older man looking at him with a worried look in his eyes.

”Edward…. why are you crying?” He came closer and brushed his fingers across Edward’s damp cheek.

Edward blinked blushing a little. He didn’t know he was crying but he wasn’t surprised with it. The nightmare always drove him to tears every night. Every night he couldn’t stop his shame from flowing down his cheeks like rain.

“It was just the nightmare Drack…I’ll be fine.” He smiled weakly up at the older man and kissed his hand. Drack, of course, will always be there for him when he really needed it. He had always thanked the older man for that.

“Come to bed.” Drack smirked picking up the boy with ease in his arms and cuddled him against his chest. The boy only nodded without protest closing his eyes.

“Thank you…”

Drack smiled down at the young boy and kissed his forehead. “Anything for you.” He said softly and made his way back with the boy in his arms to the large bed where Sky was still sleeping soundly. The older man placed the boy in the bed and brought the covers up to his chin. Soon after he climb in with him and wrapped an arm around him and the other around Sky. Soon he was sleeping soundly along with Sky though Edward was still awake.

He never went back to sleep after he had the nightmares in fear of feeling it again in his dreams. Never in his teen years had he ever had a pleasant dream to sooth his soul and warm his heart. After the nightmare there was nothing for him but still he kept on living day to day in hope of something, of love. It had to be love, he thought, it just had to be it. After his sister was killed he had no one left to love. Sky and Drack were work partners and they shared a home with him. He cared for them and loved them a little like family but the love he wanted was a deep, true and healing love. He wanted to heal this scare that he had of his past. He wanted the memory gone. He reached to the back of his neck and pressed gently. Yes the old, ugly, large scar was still there from his past. He wondered how strong the love was going to be to wipe away this scare and how long it will take. But the thing on his mind the most was…

“Are you going to stop time…are you really going to come?” Edward whispered before slowly dozing off.

~Tokyo, Japan~

Across the ocean to Japan a young boy looked out the window of his friend’s apartment. He brushed his long blond hair with a small brush as he watched the cars slowly go by in the street below.

“Yukito.” A strong but kind voice called out from the bathroom. “Did you pack? We’re leaving tomorrow morning for the airport.”

The longhaired boy giggled and nodded. “Yes Yamato.” He called back and sat on the bed still brushing his long hair. “Don’t worry.”

Yukito’s heart skipped a beat for a second and made him look out the window towards the Japan Sea. He blinked and kept looking wondering if someone called him from afar. Odd, he thought, maybe I was imagining it.

“What is it Yuki?” An older boy stepped out of the bathroom with his towel over his head trying to dry his black long hair. He had a puzzled look on his face as he watched the boy look out the window still.

“Something is calling…” Yukito said softly and slowly. “But…” He turned to him and smiled bright. “It may have been just my imagination so its ok.” But, he thought as he looked back out the window, I felt so much pain. Maybe it is good that I leave…maybe someone needs my help.

End Prologue

Editor: The Wired

The Potter Chapter 1

Thu, 29 Sep 2005 22:14:12 GMT

Potter’s Flesh and Blood
Chapter 1. The Potter

It didn’t take Martin Potter long to figure out that he was going to Hogwarts. His father, Harry Potter, went there, so why shouldn’t he? But did he want to go? Did he want to walk the places where his father walked? Did he want to take the same classes as his father did as a boy? Did he want to become his father? That was always on the mind of young Martin Potter. Would he turn out like his old man? At lest there would be one difference between them, and that was he was starting Hogworts in his 5th year.

“Martin! Are you coming?” Asked a voice from downstairs. A women’s voice.

Martin ran his long fingers through his black messy hair. “Yes Aunt Hermione! I’m coming!” He yelled back.

Since his father died 3 years ago and his mother, Ginny, died in childbirth, Hermione and Ron had been taking care of him. He told them both that he was old enough to take care of himself but they were going by his father’s wishes.

He stood up and stretched his arms. “Another year and I’m going to school. This is lovely.” He garbed his coat and headed downstairs to his guardians.

“Finally dear boy. What were you doing all alone in your room?” Ron smiled at him patting his head lightly.

Martin pushed his hand away and crossed his arms, looking at the fireplace. “Lets just get this over with.” He said garbing some of Floo powder and threw it in the fireplace. It made the fire burn green and Martin shouted. “DIAGON ALLEY!” He felt his body be sucked in and spin for a while then he felt his feet on soled stone. “At lest I didn’t throw up like last time.” He mumbled to himself and waited for his Aunt and Uncle.

Soon Ron appeared out of a green light followed by Hermione, who tripped and fell on the ground. Ron nudged Martin with a smirk. “She is the brightest witch but not the smartest one.” He started to laugh but Martin blinked at him as he helped Hermione up.

“Ok everyone ready?” Ron looked at the two of them, Hermione looked at him a little pissed. “Lets go.” With that (and Martin being dragged by the arm) they walked down the street to the shops.

There were so many shops in Diagon Alley that Martin had to look three times to take it all in. Young boys and girls from 11 to 17 were running past him with spell books in their arms. He smiled a little as he saw a boy look at the broom sticks with his eyes big and his mouth open wishing to have just a ride on one of them.

“Do you have your list Martin?” He turned towards his guardians.

“Yea I have the list. Just get me my books and I’ll get my wand and robe.” He shoved the list in their hands and ran off.

“Martin! Come back! Martin!” The both yelled after him but he was already far away to hear either one of them. He just wanted to be alone.

After a while Martin stopped running and came into a brisk stride down the street. This wasn’t as bad as he thought. Many people were in the shops or talking to their family or friends. They didn’t even notice Martin walking down the street by himself.

Martin looked up at a large sign that read “Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C.”. He smiled and walked in the shop to find small boxes everywhere. He came closer to a shelf and opened one of the boxes. A wand was seated comfortably in its case. It looked of a type of gray wood and the handle was black as a raven wing. It was a beautiful piece of work and Martin had a desire to touch it to see what magic it held. He slowly reached in but stopped when he heard a voice from behind him.

“Don’t touch that wand boy!” He seemed angry and deeply troubled but above all afraid.

A hand came upon Martin’s shoulder and spun him around. It was an old man with wild white hair that seemed to stick out everywhere. The old man’s eyes were angry at first but he blinked in confusion.

“Harry…?” Martin winced at the sound of his father’s name. “…Harry Potter?”

“No sir.” He pushed his hand away. “My name is Martin…Potter.”

The old man nodded with an ‘Ah’ and stepped back. He crossed his arms across his chest with a smirk on his lips.

“Just like him…no doubt about it.” The old man mumbled. “Just like your father coming here. Wanting to buy his first wand. But he was eleven and you seem around your mid teens.”

Martin winced again. He hated when people compared him to his father but at lest he acknowledged the fact that he was a different age then his father when he got his first wand.

“I’m going to Hogwarts for my fifth year sir.” He said politely.

“Ah I see. Late you are Mr. Potter but who cares as long as you studied and is a polite, kind young man.” The old man out his hand to Martin. “I’m Mr. Ollivander. Now would you like to see what we could find for you?”

Mr. Ollivander walked off to a shelf but Martin staid where he was. He looked over at the box with the black wand hidden inside it. He ran his fingers on the smooth box and opened it again.

“I want to try this one…” Martin said blankly, his eyes only on the wand now in his hand.

Ollivander’s eyes widen as he looked back at the boy. He took a step forward then backed away as Martin raised the wand and a red light shot out from it. It circled around him looking like a chain then wrapped around him tightly. Soon the light faded and Martin was left standing there, wand raised and looking up at the ceiling.

Soon Martin lowered the wand and looked at Ollivander. His eyes turned a darker green as he stared at the old man.

“I would like this one please.” He put the wand back in its box and handed it to him. “How much?”

“Its-its on me Mr. Potter….it seems that this wand belongs to you and you only. Just take it.” Ollivander said the last few words with a bit on anger in his voice, but he did not raise his voice nor his face change expression of wonder and fear.

Martin smirked at his luck. He took the wand and headed out the door in triumph though not remembering what happened when he used the wand.

Ollivander watched the boy from his window as he walked down the street.

“Indeed, Mr. Potter, that it turns out to be the wand used by your father…now it is in your hands now. What kind of curse have you put upon yourself?”

The Ten Things I Love About You

Thu, 29 Sep 2005 21:43:42 GMT

Title of the work: The 10 Things I Love About You
Author/Artist: Slivana_Member (pen name: Edward Marks)
Pairing: Yukito X Edward Marks (a pairing on Gaia Online. Edward is OutLaw411)
Fandom: Original
Theme: # 10 (#10) & #2 (news; letter)
Disclaimer: Its mine! All mine. So no one can use them. Only Yama (Yukito’s friend on Gaia Online) may use them.
Summary: Edward has to go away for a few days because of his job. Yukito is sad beyond words but comforting words from his lover in a latter that arrives to him the first night they are away.

The rain poured hard outside and thunder was heard every so often. It was dark and gray outside as evening started drawing to a close. The small light of the lamp was the only light in the small apartment where Yukito and Edward lived.

Yukito sat on the couch of their apartment cuddled up in a quilt blanket. He had a sad look on his face as he buried his face in his knees.

“Edward…” He said softly trying to call for his lover but knew sadly he wouldn’t come.

~Flashback~

Yukito’s eyes widen as he peeked through the door to Edward’s room. A suitcase was on the large king bed and it was full of Edward’s clothing. H-hes…leaving me! No this can’t be! No don’t leave me Ed.

His eyes began to water as he saw his black haired lover walk back to the bed with more cloths in his arms.

“Damn clothes!” He muttered angrily. “And I have to get out of here tomorrow evening! God they want to kill me.”

Yukito blinked. They! They! Hes already with someone or worse with many someones? He bit his lip hard whimpering.

The door quickly opened and Yukito fell back, his eyes widen in fear when he saw Edward leaning against the door smirking at him.

“Hey Yuki.” He said casually. “Need a hand?” He reached his hand out to Yukito.

The blond blushed and reached up to take Edward’s hand. Edward pulled him up almost off his feet but luckily he fell into his arms. They staid like that for a while cuddling in each other’s arms till Yukito shyly spoke up.

“Edward…What is with the suitcase?” He looked up with sad eyes like the ones of a lost puppy.
Edward blinked for a second and chuckled. He brought his lover in the room and set him down on the bed.

“Tokyopop said they want me to come down there to fix something that got goofed up. I am there editor after all.” He rolled his eyes. “So I’m going to be gone for a few day to L.A. but I promise it will only be a week or two.”

“A week or two!” Yukito reputed sadly. “Why that long?”

Edward sighed. “Someone got the scripts all messed up and I have to go back and redo them all again.”

“Oh…well they need you…”

The phone started to ring loudly and Edward made his way over to the nightstand and picked it up.

“Hello?……Yes this is him……What!……..but I can’t no-…..I understand….I-I-I’m just about to leave….Good-bye sir….yeah I’ll see you there.” He hung the phone up and rubbed his temples. He looked over at his blond lover and sighed. “I have to leave now…” He went to the suitcase and closed it roughly.

Yukito looked down at his hands in his lap. He hated this. He didn’t want to be away from Edward not now.

“They need you bad?”

Edward had taken his suitcase off the bed and he was heading for the door.

“Yea…really bad.” He looked back and opened one of his arms. “Come here.”

The young lover ran in his arms and hugged him tightly. “I love you Edward.”

“Yuki tonight look on the nightstand…for me.” Edward said softly. “And I love you…see you in a week or two.”

~End of Flashback~

The lightning flashed brightly and the lamp went out. The Yukito was sitting there in darkness for a few moments thinking the light will come back on (because Edward would go to the power box and fix it) but soon he got up and got a few candles from the kitchen. He lit them one by one slowly letting the light slowly fill the room.

The young boy wrapped the blanket over his shoulders and buried is face yet again in his knees. He felt like crying or calling his lover but he knew that Edward must be working or trying to get sleep for the hard work ahead for him. Then he remembered what he asked him to do. The nightstand. He has something for me.

He quickly stood up and ran into the bedroom (though had some trouble as it was completely dark). He felt around on the nightstand still he felt an envelope made of rough paper like the ones you see in expensive stores. He took it in his hands gently and ran quickly back to the lit up living room.

With trembling fingers he slowly opened the cream colored envelope and pulled out the folded up sheet of paper that was the same paper as the envelope. Soon he started to read.

Dear Yukito,

By now I maybe gone off to L.A. but I’m glad you did what I asked and got this letter. Yukito you mean so much to me and this is the first time we’ve been truly away from each other so I wanted to write something that wouldn’t make you not feel so alone.

The 10 things I love about you.

One, your blush. I love every time I kiss you and a hint of blush comes across your cute cheeks.

Two, your giggles. When I act like a fool you always seem to giggle and make me seem not so much like one.

Three, your long blond hair. I use to watch you braid it every morning when we were at school and I always loved to run my fingers through it.

Four, when you play soccer. Your so good at it I never missed a game. Besides I love seeing you in those shorts.

Five, whenever you draw us together. When we first meet you drew a picture of us by the lake when we shared our first kiss and I always waited for your next drawing,

Six, your love for kitties. I thought it was so cute when you saw a kitten and begged to keep it.

Seven, when you took me to Romeo and Juliet on my birthday. Hell I will never forget that gift I always think of us like Romeo and Juliet.

Eight, the way you said ‘yes’ when I asked you to marry me. I remember you were crying and smiling when you saw that ring on your finger. I was so happy that you said yes.

Nine, how kind and shy you are. You are so kind to everyone I love when I see you talking with your friends some times blushing at what they say to you.

Ten, the thing I love most is that you love me. You picked me out of everyone in the entire world and you love me for who I am.

I love you Yukito please think of me, think of the ten things I love about you while I’m gone and when I come back there will be a kiss waiting for me when I walk through our apartment doors.

Love, Edward

Yukito read the letter over and over again as tears started to fall from his cheeks. He held the letter close to his chest with a soft smile growing on his lips. He pulled the letter up to his face and placed a soft a soft kiss on it blushing a little.

“I love you too Edward.” He said softly knowing somehow Edward could hear him.

End

Pictures of Yukito and Edward

Thu, 29 Sep 2005 00:00:20 GMT

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Yukito is the one with the long hair and Edward is the one with the short hair.

Comic Relief

Wed, 28 Sep 2005 23:29:41 GMT

Title of the work: Comic Relief
Author/Artist: Slivana_Member (pen name: Edward Marks)
Pairing: Yukito X Edward Marks (a pairing on Gaia Online. Edward is OutLaw411)
Fandom: Original
Theme: #30 Kiss
Disclaimer: Its mine! All mine. So no one can use them. Only Yama (Yukito’s friend on Gaia Online) may use them.
Summary: Yukito is reading a shojo manga and Edward wants to know whats so funny.

Edward closed his eyes as he lounged on the couch. He had some day at work and he was somewhat tired of his job. He was a bar tender at a local nightclub called ‘Cupid’ and he was mostly on the night shift because of school. The job paid good and it was a classy place to work and all but he hated being away from his lover, Yukito.

He loved nothing more then to see his longhaired lover walking down the hall with a cute smile on his face, but, now a days, he had been seeing less, and less of his lover as work began to come down on him.

I hate doing this to him. He worries about me so much and not seeing him is killing me.
Edward thought to him self just as he heard a giggle from the bed.

It was Yukito. He was lying on his stomach reading a shojo manga giggling like a little schoolgirl as he turned the pages. His long, golden hair was in his face and his smile never faded as his giggles became louder.

“What are you reading Yuki?”

Yukito looked up from his comic and stuck his tongue out at the older boy.

“DN Angel.” He replied cutely.

“Again?”

“Yes. Whats the matter with reading it again?”

Edward opened his eyes and sat up. He ran his fingers through his black spiky hair and smiled at him.

“I thought you read it two days ago?” He raised his eyebrow.

“I did and I’m reading it again. Do you have a problem with that Ed?” He asked looking like a lost kitten. Edward loved/hated when he did that.

“No I don’t but whats so funny? I mean you didn’t laugh when you read it two days ago. So tell me.” He stood up and stretched his arms.

“No.” Yukito said bluntly and went back reading.

Edward just stared at his lover. No! NO! What do you mean no you sly little thing! He came closer to the bed trying to get a peek at what he was reading, but Yukito turned a little so he couldn’t see.

“Hey let me see Yuki.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Yes you will.”

“No I won’t.”

“Yes you will.”

“We can go on like this all day Edward.” Yukito smiled sweetly at him. “And I would still win.”

This made Edward pounce on the boy and pinned his wrists to the bed. Yukito blush lightly as he looked up at the older boy. Maybe that was the wrong thing to say…? He thought as he struggled to get out of his grasp but his lover was too strong.

“Heh who is winning now you sly little thing? Now tell me whats so funny in your comic?” He growled a little with a smirk on his face.

“If you let me go I’ll tell you Ed.”

Edward blinked as he looked down at him. He didn’t know what the boy was planning but he knew from being with him for six months that he was vary sly and cunning. Whats he got up his sleeve this time? He thought as he pulled away and crossed his arms over his chest ready to hear the answer.

“I’m waiting.”

His longhaired lover just giggled as he leaned in and kissed him on the cheek.

“Nothing at all.” He smiled innocently.

The older boy’s mouth dropped as he stared at Yukito. Nothing! Nothing! Why that no good little! He growled again.

“Aw Ed don’t be mad. I just wanted you to talk with me. I’ve missed you.” Yukito whimpered and wrapped his arms around his lover for a hug.

He had to smirk. He wrapped his arms around Yukito and kissed the top of his head softly. He knew he and Yukito didn’t spend much time together and now a days its hard to be with him with school and work.

“I’m sorry Yuki.”

He just nuzzled Edward and smiled up at him softly. “No I’m sorry Ed. I know you work hard and your trying to get money. I should just be more patient.” He laid his head on his chest and closed his eyes. “I just miss you that’s all.”

Edward nodded and smiled. “I know I miss you too Yuki. Ok heres what I’m going to do...” He perked up and lifted the boy’s head up so they were staring each other in the eyes. “I’ll ask my boss to let me off from work for a while so I can be with you more. How dose that sound?”

Yukito smiled happily and kissed him softly on the lips.

“Sounds nice.”

He laid his head back on Edward’s chest and closed back his eyes. They both stayed quiet for what seemed like hours till Edward spoke up.

“You sure there was nothing funny you were reading in that manga?”

“Oh Edward.” Yukito giggled and pounced on him and they soon rolling around on the bed laughing.

End

Silvana Promise

Thu, 18 Aug 2005 17:13:38 GMT

What lies deep in the ferthest reaches of the sky?

The way to lead the lost child back to her mother's arms...