Sivart Reborn
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Yay, cookie.
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*raises left hand* I am like one out of every eight people.
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Jan, tisk tisk. Such naughty thoughts. I thought the mod kept things in their appropriate forum, not brought them out.
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I don't try to force veggies to eat meat or eat meat around them and they don't try to get me not too. We have an understanding like that.
I don't eat as much meat as I do plants anyway. Better for me.
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Maybe Carhien will become a Republic or something. Mudslinging won't be a problem. Nah, random noble will probably get it. Moiraine probably will find something other to do, Galad, Gawyn, Elayne, well, we know their mess. Nor do I think any of them would be good at it. Galad is too goodie-goodie for politics. The brother and sister are spoiled. They also wouldn't last on that throne. (is still hoping Elayne will get booted off the Lion Throne)
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My Immortal by Evanesence
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*takes meat away from Kate* Like this?
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I like the last line of your siggy Cally.
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Or neglectful.*is sitting in a mess*
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I once recieved and email about bunny. I was supposed to help him conquer the world. But I was feeling whimsical so I just left it.
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Eye for the same reasons stated above.
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Isn't it the jewel Momo wears around her head?
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So... can we have me kill Cally's bro instead of the other way around?
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When I need to throw people off' date=' you're the first person I will think of
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Run for it Ekho!!!!
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Tourniquet by Evanesence.
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Aww, I got to give evil monolouges to a cardboard cutout?
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Total Annihilation: Kingdoms. Ancient game.... never beat it though. something new.
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Boredom is attacking! From every side!
Either I clean the bathroom or play old PC games... Aaaahhhha!
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But who will we make play Rand?
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Hmm... Candy sounds nice.
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First fanfic? No, it's actually the second. But I lost the first one. It was also much shorter than this one.
Character-wise Saki is usually emotionless unless she's threatening someone, but this was a pairing, so I had to give some emotion. hehehe....
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"I love you."
Her heart stopped for a moment. Everything dulled. Even the ache between her legs. Everything but that fire in her chest. It felt as if it were about to burst. He loves me! she cried out to herself. Then it all came back. Her face showed none of the emotion that welled up inside of her. None of it. But she felt it. Good lord did she feel it. She stepped toward him back into his embrace. They kissed again, a mutual effort, their tongues darting around the other's. Her hands came to his head, then down his neck, then to his shoulders. She began to slip the kimono off him.
At the same time she felt his hands undo the straps on her top, gently, almost teasingly. Then they broke and he slipped it over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra, but he'd known that all along. He eased her down onto the table as one hand toyed with one of her nipples. She liked how it felt, the slight pain when he'd squeeze, then just nip on her ear, his tongue playing down her neck. He shrugged his kimono off completely and to her dissapointment, wasn't as excited as she was.
A cruel man, she though. God I love him.
His other hand worked the only pair of jeans she owned. He applied pressure as he went, making her moan every now and again. Finally he began to pull them down. Slowly, letting his finger trance the line her zipper concealed. No panties either, she wondered if he'd guessed that.
She then decided not to let him have control, she thrust forward a bit, touching him to her, then pulling back and sitting up. For the first time she let herself smile. She watched Shigure's face soften, ever so slightly, at her face. Then she pulled him into a kiss. Another rough one, but she liked the feeling of it. Then she let one hand trail down to his great tease, and squeezed it. Gently at first, then firmer, and firmer then slid her hand up and down him. She would recreate that lust he felt so painfully.
He amazed her, even with her presented naked before him, he did not come right out. She had to persuade him. A cunning, cruel man. One much colder than he appeared, but still warm enough to accept her. She admitted she wasn't having him dancing to her song, but she wasn't letting him have quite his way either.
Without warning he suddenly thrust into her, ending her virginity. Oh how she loved him.
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Shigure had waited until she lost herself in thoughts, intentionally letting her get bored enough. Still a girl, he mused. Nor did he feel ashamed. He wasn't slow, and he wasn't gentle, he was pushing in and out, letting her yelp out in a mixture of sudden pain and pleasure. So much like he was. Cold, calculated, thoughtful. He loved how she attempted to wrest control from him. He loved how she surprised him. Yes, loved. He did love her. He had fallen in love again. Admittedly, she was just as dark and forbidding as Akito, but then, that just was his type. And yes, she was a virgin, not that that surprised him. She wasn't being shy though. She suddenly nipped at his neck. He let out a small cry and she grinned. Cruel too. This might just work out.
As soon as they were done with that round he looked up, "You never had sex before." It was another simple statement of fact.
She looked back at him, getting his hint, "No, I haven't. But I'd like too again. Now."
Only a few minutes later Kyo, Yuki, and Torhu came home, to find Shii-san naked with Hana-chan, on the table.
"WE EAT ON THAT!" Kyo screamed. Yuki only adverted his eyes in disgust.
Torhu turned away too, but beamed happily and loudly, "Saki-chan finally found her love!"
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For Laura, who inspired me to write this, and write it like I did.
After looking it over I realized that I'm a romantic, this wasn't about the sex, it was about her wanting his love. Wow, that's weird.
P.S. It was too long to fit in one post.
P.P.S. It's a Fruits Basket fic. That's a manga my sister loved and introduced me too. I kinda fell in for it because Shigure reminded me of me in a lot of ways.
P.P.P.S. I wrote the whole Saki/Shigure thing because it's a very rare fan coulpling, but I find it very amusing. And by amusing I mean funny. (you know who that was for)
P.P.P.P.S. And no, most everything I write is PG-13 at most. Laura just inspired this scene with her "Blood Ties" fics. Not too bad for a 15 year old boy I hope.
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God, he did have to be so sympathic? He was staring at her. Into her is more what it felt like. A perfectly flat, experssionless face. She couldn't have done better. Except his eyes gleamed coldly and warmly at the same time. It made her think less than ladylike thoughts, that caring yet predatory gaze. She wanted to be touched. In a nice, or at least pleasurable way. No boy had ever done that for her. Or better yet, she wanted to touch him. To make him beg for her. Even to have her beg for him. She felt the blood rush to unwelcome places, and hoped she did flush as much as she felt she was. She pressed her legs together and focused on keeping her breathing even.
Shigure just tilted his head over to one side and asked, "Are you alright Saki?"
"Yes."
"Are you sure? Maybe you should lay down."
"I am fine."
"Something's bugging you. Is it too hot in here?" He had no idea what that made her think.
"Shigure, I... I... I 'like' you."
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"I would hope you like me," Shigure replied teasingly, "You did after all visit me. You even invited yourself in."
"That isn't what I meant!" she raised her voice. She looked at him almost pleadingly. Shigure could only return a concerned look. He wasn't sure he liked where this was going. It wasn't her age or looks that stopped him, but it was the fact he saw a younger him in her now. One that hadn't found that one thing to cling to through it all. He didn't think it'd be good if she clung to him.
"Saki, I think you should-"
"Don't say it!"
"But-"
"Shigure!"
"It's like you're a younger sister to me Saki, it'd be too-" She never let him finish. She was kissing him. KISSING HIM!
Shigure was at a total loss. She tasted odd, different, almost unpleasant, and it was obvious she'd never done it before. She was breathing frantically through her nose and shoving as much of her tongue as she could down his throat. That bitter taste she left in his mouth when she broke off left a mixed sensation running through him. He'd never turned down a girl before, but then again he wasn't the same man then either. He was freed now, he was, well, innocently broken hearted this time.
"Would a younger sister do that?" she sobbed. Sobbed. Saki Hanajima just sobbed. And kissed him. He didn't know which was weirder. He just blinked at her for a bit. She bit her lip, fear and impatience, what was wrong with her? "Shigure! Please!"
"No." Now he was using a flat voice. He didn't know what to do. He was afraid of her ending up like him. But there were other feelings too.
"You want me!" she almost screamed in his ear. The accusation was true enough, she'd probably seen it in those damn waves. He brushed her hair out of her face.
"Don't cry, please. It doesn't become you," then he leaned in and kissed her lips gently. Just a soft brush, but her tongue darted out again, wanting more. She pulled him down towards her, into another rough kiss. When they broke he half smiled and looked at her eyes, "You never kissed anyone before." It was a simple statement of fact. Not a question.
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She'd lost it. She wanted three words from him now, that and a way to satisfy the burning between her legs. She could threaten it out of him, yes, but she wanted him to want to do her. She wanted Shigure Sohma. Not just a few sweet nothings, not a day of sex on the kitchen table, she wanted the man. The rest of these things didn't matter in her heart. She just wanted the man. And she would get him. He was confused, worried about her well being in the long run. Worried she'd get hurt and hurt him back, or maybe he just was startled by getting a chance to live the sexual fantasy he claimed to adore. Sex with a high-school girl. Anyone would have thought he'd jump for that.
Or maybe he was worried soley about her. Just about her. Not what she would do to him if he hurt her, or what anyone else would do, but what would happen to her.
Then he kissed her, not with passion and desire, but apologetically, then told her she didn't kiss well and mocked her with a grin. Good God, this man was cruel. He knew she knew too, and that was all he could show for it! She wanted to scream. But she wouldn't let him play her over to his whims, today he was hers.
"No, I haven't. I'd like too again though. Soon," silently she damned herself. It sounded like a plea.
"Saki, I don't think we should do this," caution in his voice, but a bit of regret at them. That was something.
"You want to, Shigure." That was better. More control over her words.
"Still," he trailed for a bit, "What would your friends think?"
"You don't give a damn what they think."
"Yuki and Kyo are my younger cousins, they live with me, I'm their guardian by some order in the upper family. Torhu is your best friend. She lives here because she likes Kyo and Yuki and me. These are friends of yours and family of mine. Their opinions will make an affect whether," he paused for a moment, "we want this or not."
She decided it was time to remove any and all doubt he had about her intentions, "I love you, Shigure Sohma."
He gaped at that. She wished she could read his mind, his waves were a true mess. "I... I don't know what to say."
"Say you love me," she commanded it. But then of course she knew she couldn't command love. She regretted saying that the moment she saw his face.
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A command to love. So much like Akito did when they were younger. He wouldn't be made to love, not even Akito made him love her. He'd chose to love as it came.
"If that's your game, Saki, no. I don't love you. I can't love you. And I will never love you. NEVER!" he almost choked when he saw her face. It was scary when it was blank, but now it wasn't blank. She was devastated. She abruptly began to cry. To really cry. Not to sob a little and shed a few tears, but she began to bawl. He didn't know what to do at first. When Akito cried he'd wanted her too. She was cold and need to feel. Saki had just poured her young heart out to him and now he'd rejected her harshly.
Without thinking he held her to him. She smelled tart. Almost like old perfumes used in burying rituals. She didn't pull away. She just clung to him, tight. Clung to him and cried on his shoulder. Suddenly he felt something in his kimono. She had stuck her hand in it! He gently guided her out but not before she'd touched something he wished she hadn't. Him pulling her out made her fingertips trail on it. Before too long he was too aroused to hide it even in his loose clothes. Especially with her this close. Damn it! She'd done that on purpose!
She stopped crying long enough to say this, "I told you, you wanted me."
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"Saki, please stop this," he was begging now. It was his plea. But if he still didn't love her, it wasn't worth it. She didn't want that stick coming out between his legs, she wanted his goddamn heart!
"I'm sorry," she couldn't help but say that. "If you really don't love me, I'll go. What can a stupid teenager do anyway? I'm a failure socially, I have a handful of friends and my family. I suck at school... I should just die."
His eyes widened at that, maybe he did really care for her, "No, please don't die."
She pulled away from him, "Goodbye, Shigure-" then he pulled her back into a kiss from him. A deep, sweet-feeling kiss that made her loose her head all at once. Almost immediatly she began grinding her hip against that spot between his legs, taunting him with the friction. She said she wasn't after sex, and she wasn't, but she was still human.
They broke the kiss but she continued to move against him, closer to him, she was almost raping him. She liked the sensation. Then abruptly, she stopped. A grunt of surprise left him, looking almost perplexed. She looked back at him, unsure whether her eyes were swollen and red from crying (she hated that she'd broken down, although it had given her that chance), shining with hope, or back to the emotionless state she was used to.
Then she shook her head, "I won't with a man who doesn't love me."
He released her and stared. Those eyes again, right into her heart, into her soul. She stared back, hoping he'd understand her like she'd thought he would. Like she hoped he would.
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Those eyes were captivating. He was thinking now. Searching for what he felt. Past fear. Past memories. Past regret. He was just looking to see if twenty-eight year old Shigure Sohma was in love with seventeen year old Saki Hanajiima. Akito would approve, she would want him happy. Saki's parents, if they saw he was a successful author, wouldn't be too hard, not for him anyway. It wasn't that, or even his younger cousins and her friend that worried him.
He didn't want her to be hurt.
By what?, some voice in his head asked.
Me, he answered it. That was what he was afraid of. Dragging someone down with him.
You're hurting her now.
How?
She loves you, you dog.
Ironic, he hadn't thought of the zodiac animal that he'd been cursed by in a long time now. It was right though, just as another ex-girlfriend of his put it. "You're like a ripple on water, every time I try to get close you break off and move away. You tease at it, but I can't get anything from you."
Mayu was now happily dating Hatori. Lucky man. And woman. Hatori was one of the best guys he'd ever met.
But back to the situation at hand, he looked again at Saki. She stared, her face blank, her eyes flickering on and off between hope and fear. And love. She did deeply admire something about him. It would be easy to get along with her too. Why not? Why shouldn't he make her happy? She wanted his love. Why not give it?
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I want to see the biting and stinging bugs myself.
Who here is a lefthander?
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Wait, only a true lefthander would know this!
Why do we resent eating in closed spaces with lots of people around us?