Vocaloid Fanfiction - Chocolate Kisses (Gakupo x Yuma) 18+

So here's the ninth story in the Vocaloid fanfiction series! This time I had to struggle to get it finished because of my cold. My brain really is slow at the moment. But I hope you like it!

Yūma and Gakupo are in the store to buy stuff and Yūma uses this visit at the store as a opportunity to make Gakupo hold some old promises. (If you've read the "Love Mode" story then you know what promises I mean.) When they return home it gets hot when desert is on the menu after some dinner, and Yūma get a fun idea for the bedroom to tease Gakupo with.

I'm so sorry if this story has some wrong in the grammar or misspellings. Please leave a comment or send me a e-mail if you find any and I'll fix them. My brain is really not working 100% so I really am sorry.  (T_T)  But I tried my best to finally update and I really hope you still enjoy it!

(And again I forgot my chocolate behind the laptop's hot air exit vent and it melted into a goo again. I never learn...)


If you like this story, then check the previous fanfictions with the same couple in the Story Archive.

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They were walking together down the road to the store to buy some ingredients for today’s dinner, and as they stood outside the store Gakupo got a terrible blush on his cheeks and he looked nervous. Yūma knew why but he didn’t care. Instead he dragged him into the store by the hand which he had been holding the whole way to the store, and he refused to let go of it. He knew it was still sensitive for Gakupo to show their relationship to people he didn’t know but he had promised Yūma a time ago that they would hold each other’s hands in the store at some point. Today was the day according to Yūma and he didn’t give Gakupo any room to protest; he squeezed Gakupo’s hand to the point where Gakupo complained, but he knew that if he softened his hold of the man’s hand Gakupo would pull his hand free.

“Ow, that hurts, Yūma,” Gakupo complained.

“I won’t let you go this time. All the other times you’ve released my hand the moment we enter the store, but this time I won’t let you do that,” Yūma answered resolutely.

Vocaloid Fanfiction Bonus Story 02: Yuma - A Dream (18+)

So here's another bonus story that doesn't have that much to do with the "real" series of these two lovebirds. It was actually a request from one of you readers who e-mailed me two days ago about it. I hope you like it, Vivvi!

The reason of why I'm updating with another story this soon is because I'll be away for about two weeks and won't be able to write and publish anything during that time so... I was a little stressed out writing this because I have a lot to do at the moment to prepare for the trip.

I must say this is a very fun and hot story! Haha! Thank you, Vivvi, for the theme! xD I won't have a summary this time because I don't want to reveal anything. but it's a compensation for the lack of smex in the previous bonus story. xD (I always compensate for the lack of smex in other stories!)


If you like this story, then check the previous fanfictions with the same couple in the Story Archive.

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He ran as fast as he could down the darkened street. Only the gloomy streetlights lit up the vacant street with artificial lights. He was already out of breath and his heart beat so hard it felt like it would beat its way through his chest. He had messed up pretty bad and he knew that.

Damn it!

The running footsteps behind him had been following him for a while and they came closer and closer. The notorious and professional thief Yūma had messed up when he had stolen the most valuable and historical diamond in history from the museum. He hadn’t predicted the special little alarm that had been set around the jewel. It had been a new kind of alarm system and it took him completely by surprise. He had managed to hide the jewel and then run away just in case he was caught. Now he was running from the detective that had been chasing him ever since Yūma started his little career as a notorious thief. The detective’s name was Gakupo Kamui.

Vocaloid Fanfiction Bonus Story 01: Gakupo - A Day In Our Life

Helloo!

So here's the shorter bonus story that I have mentioned in a previous update. It was a pain to write this and I'm not at all satisfied with hit, but I can't do it better at the moment. I'm sorry if it lacks some smex too but I feel that I want to develop them a little too as characters if I'll be able to write about them in the future too.

I have some really yummy stories coming up with them too. I just have to write them down. LOL! Some really funny bonus stories and a veeeeery smexy ninth story too. Omg! xD

This was a request from a friend and I hope you still like it even if it's not 100% good. I have written it three times and still can't make it like I want it to be, so please bear with me this time, okay?  (T_T)

The bonus story is through Gakupo's eyes about a normal day in their life.  (^_^)



If you like this story, then check the previous fanfictions with the same couple in the Story Archive.

The day was hot as I walked down the road. I had been at work and had just left my system room to head home. I was finished a little earlier than normal. Yūma was already home. He got to finish his work earlier because he’s a more high quality Vocaloid and his system room is up to date, but I guess it suits him because of his cute attitude against work. He always struggles to get up in the mornings to go to work. He’s not a morning person at all. I have to pull him up by force but sometimes I can tease his hot temper to get him up to chase me around, and that’s probably the most efficient way to get him up from the bed. He has the cutest morning temper I know. First he’s very grumpy and tries to hide under the covers, but then he turns into a very needy person who wants everything there is to have. He wants breakfast on the bed, he wants me to shower him, he wants hugs and kisses... I can’t help but to love that attitude of his.

Vocaloid Fanfiction - Lonely Fairytale Castle (Gakupo x Yuma)

Phew! Finally finished, and WOAH how good it turned out in my opinion! I sat and laughed and smiled almost through the whole story. It was so cozy and just like I wanted it to be. xD * Tan super proud *

As I said before I sent Yūma and Gakupo to a scary place. One evening when some Vocaloids are gathered at Gakupo's apartment for some ghost stories Yūma "happens" to scare everyone to tears and chase them away so that he can have Gakupo all to himself. Meiko - who probably got most frightened of Yūma's superb ghost story - decides to challenge him and gives him the challenge of going to an old, abandoned amusement park and visit an attraction that is said to be haunted. There she wants him to take a photo at the top of its tower as proof that he's been there. It's a fairytale castle and along with Gakupo Yūma heads there to prove to Meiko that he's not a scaredy cat. Does Yūma live up to his name as brave or does he end up running away with his tail between the legs?

I took the biggest amusement park here in the north called Liseberg and minimized it to a small amusement park with a few attractions, but the Fairytale Castle (Sagoslottet) is there - I have only changed a little of the settings inside it by swapped places with some sceneries. If you want to see the attraction and how it looks inside to get a better idea of the scenery in the story you can watch this video from the ride. Or then look at the pictures on the official site here. I love this old fairytale castle! It's built in 1968 and I always ride it when I'm in Liseberg even if I'm 24 years old. LOL! But many of my friends thinks that the castle is creepy and doesn't want to ride it with me, and there's where I found my inspiration for this story.

 

This time the Fairytale Castle is scary, just like my friends think it is but a little worse. Mohaha! I haven't laughed this much to any story that I have written. I got funny images in my head all the time when I wrote this and I hope that they emerge in the story. I love the end scene with the king doll in this story! LMAO! (I was always scared of the king doll when I was a child.)

I also found some help to inspiration from the song "Nigeru Mono" from the Paprika-anime.

Read and enjoy!



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”And then the girl walked slowly and quietly against the corner where she had heard the weird noise. She looked carefully around the corner and she saw the old broken down factory stand there with its eerie and empty windows. Then she heard the noise again but this time from behind her. She felt a breath against her neck and her hairs stood on end. It was behind her. The cold and creepy feeling crawled up her legs and as she forced herself to look over her shoulder... THERE SHE SAW THE GHOST!”

Meiko lit up the flashlight under her face and haunting shadows covered her face in the darkened living room in Gakupo’s apartment. Rin hid behind her twin brother Len, Kaito bit his nails and Miku hugged Piko and squeaked. Meiko looked satisfied after getting the right kind of response she was after, but as she looked over at Yūma and Gakupo she suddenly felt disappointed. Even though Gakupo looked scared as he hugged Yūma’s arm with both arms Yūma seemed totally unaffected.

“Was that all?” he asked and Meiko pouted.

“Weren’t you scared at all?” she asked with a sour look on her face. Yūma chuckled.

“You have to do better than that to make me scared,” he said with a cocky smile.

“Oh yeah? Then you tell it better!” Meiko protested and crossed her arms.

Yūma got a menacing smile on his lips as he asked. “Do you really want me to?”

“Go ahead. Try making me scared!” Meiko challenged and tried to stare Yūma down, and Yūma looked back at her with a challenging smile.

“Challenge accepted.”

Vocaloid Fanfiction - Crackless Perfection (Gakupo x Yuma)

Here's the new story in the Vocaloid series about Gakupo and Yūma. It's finally finished. I couldn't wait to finish it and right now I'm so proud of it. I hope you like it too. ♥

I felt that these two are ready for little relationship drama. The story is about jealousy and hurt, but also love and warmth. Will these two survive a serious argument, and will they find the strength to forgive each other and strengthen their relationship even further? Or will they go separate ways and always regret the past?

I found my inspiration - as told in the previous update today - in the song "Collide" by Howie Day and the MEP "You And I Collide" by InsatiableDesireStd on Youtube. To give the right feeling to the story I really recomend you to listen through the song and think about the feeling from it while reading. Why not have the song quietly in the background while you read it? I had it in repeat in my ears for eight hours while writing this. Haha!


Enjoy! ♥



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The music was beating loud in the crowded club and the lights blinked along with the music. Yūma was out having a fun time with friends because he missed getting out from the apartment and meet other people. He liked being with Gakupo, but sometimes he had to go back to his old tracks and meet other people and friends. Besides – Gakupo wasn’t the party type and spent his time in the dojo when Yūma was out.

This club called “Official” was the main spot for all Vocaloids and UTAUs. It was here where the newcomers made their debut and Yūma had once stood on that stage himself singing for the first time for the other Vocaloids.

Today was a special night with a new UTAU making its debut and Yūma was curious to see the newcomer, and so that explained why he was at the club this special evening. Soon he would probably be on that stage again and present his new voice bank VY2v3. He had company from Kaito, Luka, Meiko and his sister Mizki, but they all had a hard time dealing with the heavily drinking Meiko who was drunk already after two hours at the club. He left to get some water for her from the bar and shouldered his way to the bar through the packed crowd.

As he asked for water and turned around to head back to the others he got surprised when he saw a man with long purple hair closely in front of him.

“Gakupo?” he asked surprised. “I didn’t know you were coming. Why didn’t you say anything?”

But the man looking like Gakupo laughed quietly with arrogance in the voice and suddenly Yūma felt the smell of cigarettes from this man and saw a tattoo on his right cheek. This wasn’t Gakupo. It’s a Fanloid!, he thought surprised. Kagura was his name if I remember correctly.

Vocaloid Fanfiction - White Intruder (Gakupo x Yuma) 18+

So here it is. It’s finished! And gosh, it’s so long!  (O_O)  It was really hard to finish this because of the length. I had planned it to be only 9 pages but suddenly it got to be 18!  (>_>)

This story is about Yūma who starts to get weird impulses to do things he never would do. His system is malfunctioning. And on top of that he and Gakupo has been working hard and not being able to be with each other for a whole week because of lot of work. He feels lonely and when the impulses hits him he tries to keep them a secret from his lover not to worry him – until the worst case scenario occurs with Yūma's system being too damaged, and suddenly Gakupo has to save him.

I wanted to focus a little on the Vocaloid systems in this story and how the Vocaloids “work” and delivers all the songs you editors make. I don’t think I will ever be able to touch a Vocaloid software after this. LOL! It feels like they’ll get too much work to do if I start editing too. xD Poor Vocaloids… They are really hard workers, don’t you think?

I hope you enjoy it!



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”Hey…”

”Mm?”

Yūma walked up to the back of the couch and looked at Gakupo who was laying down with his right arm over his eyes like he had a headache. He was totally exhausted after being forced to deal with a Gakupo-user who didn’t know what to do with the program and made Gakupo use his voice in an uncomfortable pitch and horrible tones.

“Are you okay?” Yūma asked and rested with his elbows on the back of the couch. “You look like you’re about to die.”

Gakupo sighed and looked up at the green eyes that stared back at him and gave Yūma a weak smile.

“Yeah, I just have to rest.”

“You sure? I was thinking about going to the store. Do you want something?”

“Can you buy some ingredients to a salad? I want to eat something fresh today.”

Yūma pouted a little first. He didn’t like salad and other healthy stuff like that, but because he felt so sorry for Gakupo he decided to go along this time and eat whatever Gakupo wanted to eat.

“Sure. You want the usual stuff I guess?” he asked, and Gakupo nodded.

“Thanks…”

Yūma walked around the corner of the couch and leaned over Gakupo to give him a kiss and smiled.

“You know I hate salad, so I want you to compensate me afterwards for actually eating that disgusting stuff,” he whispered with a seductive smile and looked Gakupo deep in the eyes.

Gakupo lifted both of his arms to play with Yūma’s pink hair behind his ears and chuckled:

“Why don’t you eat something else then?”

“Did you forget that I am a terrible cook? How am I supposed to make dinner when everything I touch either explodes or gets burned?”

Gakupo laughed and pulled Yūma closer into another kiss.

I'm In Love With An Illusionist

Hello! I’ve not updated for a while now but I suddenly got an urge to finish a short story that I began writing on in fall last year.

I have always loved magician and illusion shows, and I love burlesque and the extravagant clothes they wear on that type of shows, and so that brought me the idea of writing a cute story about just that. I wanted to combine all of these different kinds of shows into one, and it’s a shame there’s no real shows like these. Not that I know about at least. I know there’s illusion and magic shows, and burlesque shows – but nothing that combines all of these. *sad*

I have also a passion for creepy carnival themes and broken marionettes, so I also put some of these elements in this story too.

The story is about a young magician/illusionist that has an underground theatre in Berlin, and the word about these very magnificent shows has reached a newspaper office. The journalist Bastian is getting the task to go to one of these shows to review it for the paper, but he gets so overwhelmed from the show that he wants to impress his boss and make an interview with the mysterious and hard to catch illusionist. But a golden “ticket” turns his luck and suddenly he is caught off guard by the promiscuous illusionist.

(A tip: I used the album from Nox Arcana called "Carnival of Lost Souls" as a mood setter for the second show in this story. It's an awesome and creepy album. Check it out! ♥)

(Picture by me. Not as nearly as good as Lamunan's in the Vocaloid-stories, but still! xD)

The 27 year old Bastian Weiß stared at the very expensive ticket in his hands. It said “Star Struck Illusion” on it and a dark silhouette of a man with a top hat stood in a powerful pose next to the seat number and address of the theater.

“This is your next coverage. It’s a theater owned by a young man who performs as an illusionist. We have gotten some suggestions from our readers who wish us to make a review of this place. The place is gaining popularity fast,” his boss said. “It is fully booked a few months ahead, but I managed to get a hold of a ticket from an acquaintance.”

“It’s a magic show? Is this place really that popular? Why haven’t I heard of it?” Bastian asked, and his boss gave him a cynical smile.

“Maybe you’re not the man for the job? The place is underground but popular, and the performance is full of sexual content and brutality. Maybe you’re too innocent for that place?”

Bastian got angry. Just because he didn’t have had a girlfriend for a few years now didn’t mean that he was a virgin and clueless. He had his perversions too.

“No, I’ll take it! I just have to sit there and watch the show and then write a review of it, right? I’ll get it done. No problem!”

His voice sounded determined and a little too irritated than he meant it to be. But his boss gave him a pat on the shoulder and wished him good luck and walked away to yell at an intern who messed up a pile of papers.  Bastian stared at the ticket again and wondered what kind of place it could be. If it had gained such a huge amount of popularity in a short while, then the place must be a good one. Little did he know that he was too naïve thinking like that.

Vocaloid Fanfiction - Love Mode (Gakupo x Yuma) 18+

This story was actually not planned from the beginning. I was writing on a sequel to the previous Vocaloid fanfiction, but the story changed dramatically and got a mind of its own. So I had to make it into a side-story.

(I hate it when a story decides to go another way than what I want.)


It’s a lazy day at Gakupo’s place and he wakes Yūma to make him help cook some lunch. After they have eaten their lunch in front of the TV Yūma asks Gakupo to browse through his channels, and suddenly Yūma sees something interesting that’s turns the heat on between the two of them.


But this story got pretty hot and sexy! Or rather: It’s the hottest and sexiest I’ve written so far. LOL! xD This was a challenge that I took on, and it turned out to be a success. Here I wanted to present both Gakupo’s and Yūma’s personalities a little more, and it turned out that Gakupo is a little shy as seme while Yūma is a straight forward uke. Gakupo is the one who hesitates a little at the beginning and needs encouragement, but can turn kind of sadistic in the end - while with Yūma… Let’s just say that he’s PANG BOOM all the way! xD He lives up to his name at least.

And again I am using pictures from the artist as for the previous story – Lamunan. She has drawn all these beautiful (and extremely hot) pictures for this story too! Thank you, Lamunan, for your hard and awesome work!

Make sure to give her Youtube channel and DeviantArt a visit!

Her Youtube channel: http://www.youtube.com/user/Lamunan

Her DeviantArt: http://www.colamu.deviantart.com/

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”Hey! Get your ass from the bed and help me out here!” Gakupo yelled as he came inside the apartment and put the bags on the counter in the kitchen. He didn’t hear any reply so he walked across the corridor to the bedroom and looked at Yūma who was sleeping soundly faced down on the bed. He was sprawled over the whole bed and only had the sheet slightly covering his lower regions. Seeing Yūma almost naked on the bed made Gakupo swallow hard.

He walked up to the bed and sat down on the edge of the madras to lean forward and kiss Yūma’s neck. Yūma mumbled something in his sleep and let out a deep breath.

“You little lazy ass princess,” he chuckled as he gave Yūma’s neck another kiss. “Wake up. I want your help in the kitchen.” Yūma just mumbled something again but he didn’t look like he was about to wake up. “Or maybe you want me to stay here and do some bad stuff to you?”

“Go away…” he heard a sleepy voice say, and Gakupo chuckled again.

Yūma had practically moved in with Gakupo after their little romantic evening a few days ago. Gakupo felt very pleased about it and he loved to take a break like this with the one he loved. But Yūma was – as always – very lazy and Gakupo had a hard time getting him up from the bed in the mornings.

“I will not go away until you have gone up from bed to help me in the kitchen,” Gakupo said next to Yūma’s ear.

Yūma turned around on his back and looked at Gakupo with almost closed eyes.

“I’m tired. And we still have our break from having to sing. Can’t you let me sleep?” he mumbled, but Gakupo shook his head.

“I want to enjoy being with you now while we’re on our break. But I can’t be with you if you sleep, right?”

“Ngggh!” Yūma complained and massaged his closed eyes. “You’re such a sweet talker.”

“Am I convincing then?”

Vocaloid Fanfiction - After The Sugar Rush (Gakupo x Yuma)

Here is the next installment in my fanfiction archive. This time it is with Vocaloids: Gakupo and Yūma - also called VY2. Why you ask? Because I think they are the most amazing duo in the whole Vocaloid-series. Their voices complement each other in a special way unlike other duos in my own opinion. And of course they are cute together.


The story is about Yūma and Gakupo taking a break from the life of a song synthesizer by bugging their systems. They take it easy and watches a movie and talks, but when night comes and Yūma gets drowsy after a sugar rush it gets Gakupo in the mood for something else.


This time I had a lot of help from an amazing person called Lamunan on Youtube who provided me with amazing pictures to this story. She gave the story the spark of life which it needed. You can find her Youtube-channel here, and DeviantArt here. (Her Youtube-channel contains a lot of fun stuff with Yūma and Gakupo! And she's very good at MMD and Vocaloid/UTAU. Check it out!)

Thank you so much for your help, Lamunan! ♥

I have a hard time writing fanfiction because I like to make up my own characters instead. But this time it was actually pretty fun and when I did some research about Yūma I realized that dude is out of his mind! He’s crazy! xD I put small links in the story to give you proof of that. The most things are from his “original” designer, so I guess we can say that his crazy personality is genuine. xD




If you like this story, then check the other fanfictions with the same couple in the Story Archive.

Someone knocked on the door. It was late in the evening and Gakupo had been watching TV on the couch. He didn’t even have time to shout “Come in” before the person opened the door and stepped inside. Yūma stepped inside the apartment and headed right to the dark brown leather armchair next to the couch like he had done that hundreds of times before.

“I’m beat! I think my vocal cords are traumatized,” he sighed with a ragged voice and cleared his throat.

“How come?” Gakupo asked, and Yūma gave him a tired smile.

“I had this girl trying to make a song with me and she totally killed my voice. It sounded awful and it totally felt like she was torturing me. It’s tough to be a song synthesizer,” he answered.

“Yeah, I know what you mean. It would be nice to take some days off, but because we are programs the humans think that we never get tired. We’re lucky if no one uses us for a few hours.”

Yūma smiled a vicious smile and stood up from the armchair and walked up to Gakupo to lean closer and say:

“That’s where my plan…” His voice broke off in a weird squeaky noise and he blushed and cleared his throat and continued: “… comes in. I have figured out what we could do to get a few days off. Don’t tell this to the other Vocaloids. Especially not Miku because she will definitely tell on us – that damn ‘Ms. Goodie-two-shoes’.”

Gakupo stared at Yūma with a huge question mark over his head.

“What plan?” he asked, and Yūma smiled even more viciously.

A Treasure in El Dorado

So here is another story. I got my inspiration from the Dream Works movie "The Road to El Dorado" and I made it kind of weird. LOL!

I wanted to focus on love existing between two parts unable to communicate with each other. I think it's very important for a couple to know that they love each other without having to tell it every day. Otherwise it feels like the words lose their meaning. So I made the biggest culture shock you can ever imagine between the two love-birds in this story.

The story is about an explorer who finds the city of El Dorado, and he and his colleagues are invited to learn about the city. But there is a holy boy in the city who's not supposed to be talked to, look at and touch, and of course the hero of the story can't hold his hands in place. What will it become of this very unlikely couple?

I stood there in the middle of the jungle staring at a golden city in front of me with huge obelisks and pyramids. It was purely made of gold and jewels, and there were people running towards me. I didn't react on their screaming and dreadful spears and arrows. I just stared dumbfounded at what I knew was the amazing legendary city named El Dorado.

Hi, there! My name is Joseph, 26 years old, and my profession is archeology but I work as an explorer. My specialty is the "Lost City of Gold", or in other words as you may know it: El Dorado. I once heard this story while I still was in preschool. My teacher was reading the story about two thieves finding a city made of gold, and me and my classmates were enchanted by the story and played that we were explorers who found the ancient city of gold during the breaks between classes.

When I grew up I kind of forgot about the story until I heard about El Dorado again during my university class. I immediately changed my education by impulse and jumped in at the archeology education. And that's the story how I found myself bound with ropes in front of the chief in El Dorado with my colleagues.

The Swan Prince

Okay, so here is a pretty long one this time.

My inspiration was the story of Swan Lake. Actually I saw the Black Swan movie not too long ago, and that made me want to watch the old animated interpretation of the Swan Lake story (The Swan Princess), and I found it so disgustingly heterosexual that I had to make a yaoi version of it! xD

I also found Odette – the heroine of the story – really annoying because she was portrayed like a weak woman. You know; that kind of woman who’s stupid and can’t do anything without her hero. So I decided to switch the roles a little and made the uke to the hero, and the seme to the one who needed to be saved. I also made the villain to an uke. It turned out pretty funny and I just couldn’t wait to get the story finished!

My story is about a thief who encounters a prince turned to a swan during one night after he had been stealing from the dreadful but beautiful sorcerer Rothaar. He loves money, and is a greedy little fella’, and he comes up with a evil plan of how to get to the prince’s royal gold. At the same time he has to hide from the evil Rothaar who had kidnapped the prince and cast a the swan-spell on him.


The names of the characters were inspired from the original story. The main character in the real Swan Lake is named Odette, but my character is named Oda (It’s a pet name to Odette). And the prince in the real story is actually named Sigfried, but I didn’t like that name at all so I adopted the name to the prince from the animated version, and named him Derik.

The villain in the real story is named Rothbart. It’s actually a name made of German words for “red” (“rot”) and “beard” (“bart”), meaning “red beard”. But my uke-villain doesn’t have any beard, so I named him Rothaar instead, where “haar” means “hair” in the German language. And so I gave him red hair too to try to stick as close to the original story as possible.

Hope you enjoy it at least as much as I enjoyed writing it! xD

(Ignore the old hag in the background...)

It was nighttime in the dark and haunted forest. Only the wind could be heard and the quiet breaths of a blonde haired boy who was sneaking around a very old castle. The castle wasn’t so big, and it hadn’t been easy to sneak into it to steal the jewelry he now had in his backpack. He had dark clothes that only a thief would wear, and he had a small knife and some other useful tools in a pouch which hung on two small leather belts around his right thigh.

His clear blue eyes wandered over the castle grounds and wondered where he should make his escape. There was a huge lake next to the castle, and he also saw some kind of a rundown garden which seemed to be as old as the castle. He decided to sneak through the garden.

He had luckily a small body build which made his sneaking a lot easier; he didn’t have to worry about his steps being too heavy. He was light as a feather and had a very impressive skill in acrobatics.

Hehe! No wonder I can steal anything I want!, he thought with a priggish smile on his lips.

Oda was only seventeen years old, but he was greedier than the prince who ruled the country. But the prince had gone missing a few months ago though, and now the kingdom was handled by the royal court until they could find their beloved prince. But Oda didn’t care for the prince. He just cared about money, and he would do anything to get it. That’s why it had resulted in him choosing the profession of a thief. He was a damn good one too with the reputation of being the sneakiest brat in the whole kingdom.

He sneaked through bushes and behind trees. The moonlight was obscured by the clouds, which made it even darker. He had a little hard time seeing where he was going, but soon he came out to an opening. The ground was covered with old and cracked stone slabs, and the opening was surrounded by a low and rundown stonewall. He checked if he was visible from the castle, and he wasn’t. But for safety he stayed in the bushes.

“Haah! Finally a breather!” he sighed and sat down on the grass next to a tree to take a look at his booty. The clouds began dispersing and the moonlight showed through. “Ah, great timing!”

Suddenly he heard a small splashing sound, and he held his breath in surprise. Slowly and carefully he looked over the bushes, and there he saw a white swan bathing in the moonlit water. It had beautiful silver wings.

“A swan? Here?” Oda asked himself. He hadn’t seen a swan for a long time.

Suddenly it began glowing around the swan, and a beautiful sphere of water covered it. There were sparkles and golden light dazzling the surroundings, and then the water sphere collapsed and there stood the most handsome man Oda had ever seen in his entire life. The man was about 20 to 25 years old, and he had dark brown hair and very seductive eyes.

Big Black Cat Love

How would you react if a big black gay cat would come up to you and ask if you wanted to marry it? Well, the poor Asao finds out about his reaction, and he was quickly pulled into a weird adventure in a world different from ours.

This is a story I came up with yesterday and completed today. I just loved the idea of weirdness and comedy in this one that it practically wrote itself. It was so fun to write that I was actually laughing while writing, and suddenly I got myself pulled in into the story and I just fell in love with the characters and their world.

It is yet again a romantic story with comedy and weirdness. I hope you like it and please let me know if you want more of this couple! I could definitely write more about them! I'm sorry if this lacks any sex scenes, but I felt that the storyline was too pure and innocent. I think it turned out better this way, or what do you think?

The 19 year old Asao was walking home late at night from a birthday party he had been invited to. He wasn’t really up to it, but his friend – the birthday child – had been insisting on him staying because of a girl he wanted to match Asao with. Not that the girl was bad looking, but he didn’t swing that way. But he didn’t want to be rude so he stayed a little longer.

“Haaah! When will Hayabusa give this up and accept that I’m gay?” Asao sighed and scratched his head in irritation when he bought a soda from the vending machine on an empty street.

He wasn’t seeing anyone at the moment. His last boyfriend ran away with his precious computer, and after that he hadn’t heard from the other man at all. He had bad luck in love. Every man he met turned out to be either a loser or a user. So he had become a user himself and went to bed with the first good-looking guy he met and then left the morning after. Not that he was proud of it being a tramp like that, but he didn’t want to be alone either.

He wondered why he had such bad luck. He had concluded that it wasn’t because of his looks. He was really handsome in a typical teenage way. His hair had a chocolate color to it and it was long enough to reach his jawbone, and his eyes were a little lighter than the normal Japanese. He also had good self-confidence so it couldn’t be that he radiated any looser aura around him either.

“I guess I just have bad luck in love,” he sighed and looked up at the night sky after taking a sip from the soda. “To hell with love,” he then muttered and continued his way to his apartment.

Asao had had a weird feeling these past few days. It felt as if he was being watched, and he had been worried about a stalker being after him. But nothing had happened for almost a week, so he thought maybe it was his imagination.

But suddenly he got a really palpable feeling of being watched. He stopped in his tracks and looked over the shoulder. Nothing there. He looked all around him on the empty street, but he couldn’t see anything. Maybe it was hidden in the alleys between the houses?

“Nah! It’s my imagination again,” he sighed and continued walking. But he was spooked by the feeling.

Then he heard something above him, and he stopped instantly and turned his eyes up to the roof of the house next to him, and there in the moonlight he saw some weird kind of cat animal. It stood there and stared at Asao for a while until it jumped down from the roof and landed a few meters from him. Asao stared at it and when it came into the streetlight he saw a big black panther.

“A panther?!” Asao exclaimed in terror, and he felt dizzy and slumped down to the ground.

“I’m so sorry!” he heard someone say, but he drifted into unconsciousness.

Hyakujitsu no Bara (Maiden Rose) Fanfiction 18+

This is an old fanfic I wrote a few years ago. It is one of the most popular pages on my other blog where I posted it at first.

I wrote it as an alternative ending to the chapter that was out back then before the story continued in the manga. It was the continuation from when Claus got shot in the train and it exploded. I was so frustrated that I just had to write an ending to that one. LOL!

So because it's in english and it's my very first english yaoi story, I wanted to post it in this blog too so I have everything in one place.

Well, for you who have read that chapter may know that it ended with Klaus being shot by that Berkut-bastard. And the bomb went off too. Oh my! How did they survive?! And Taki's battalion was infiltrated by euroteans so the engineering corps didn't answer Taki's call. So Taki and his men had to hurry to the bridge-head so they could stop the eurotean train.  (O_o)

My continued story begins right after the fighting and stuff. (I'm not good at writing war stuff ya know...) And I haven't given it a title, 'cuz I don't know what I should call this one. But Anyway... Here it is:

Taki felt like the whole world was spinning. He was tired and exhausted. The fight was over and he could now take a rest. He sat on his knees in the cold sand and shook because of the freezing wind. His coat and sword was tainted with blood, and sweat drops rolled down his temples. Berkut lay on the ground in-front of him with open wounds inflicted by Takis sword, but he was still alive.

"Taki-sama! Are you alright?" Moriya asked with concern as he ran towards him.

"I'm fine." Taki answered - out of breath. "Take him to custody." he then said and looked at Berkut.

"Are you sure you're fine?" Suguri asked worriedly, but Taki just nodded firmly.

Moriya and a soldier lifted Berkut up and started to carry him away when he said with a quiet voice:

"Your knight... Do you think he's alive?" He laughed. "I shot him in the chest, and right after that the cart where he was in blew up. Do you think he survived that?"

Taki felt like the world came crumbling down upon him. Klaus ... dead? No, that couldn't be! Suguri placed his hand on Taki's shoulder and looked worried at him. After all - he knew how Taki felt about Klaus. He knew Klaus wasn't just Taki's precious knight.

"Shut up, you vermin!" Moriya yelled and hit Berkut in the gut. They carried him away.

"Klaus..."

Taki's voice died. He couldn't think straight and all he could do was look at the train and hope he'll see Klaus come out through the door to one of those ghostly carts with his usual arrogant smile on his face. But the train was dead quiet. Nothing moved inside it.

"Klaus...!"

His throat started to become too tight for him to breathe. He held his hand against his chest and leaned forward as he needed to vomit. His heart ached so much he couldn't describe it.

"Taki-sama! What's wrong?" Suguri asked and sat down beside him.

"I ... can't breathe!"

"Calm down, Taki-sama! I'm sure Klaus is fine!"

"I can't ... calm..."

Tears rolled down his cheeks as he tried to stop himself from crying out loud. He couldn't help himself. The forced breathing made him dizzy, and soon he fell to the ground unconscious.

"Taki-sama!"

Desert Rose - The Spirit of Sahara

Hello again! Here I am with a new story, and it's a lot more happier than the last one. I got this idea a long time ago while I was working in a factory after school and listening to Sting's "Desert Rose". I had seen a documentary a few days earlier about the Saharan desert and the rainforest that used to grow there, and then the idea hit me.

I came up with a story about why the rainforest in Sahara died out, and even though I know it goes against every scientific research there is, it is still a fun idea filled with love and magic in a setting that I wanted to be inspired from "Arabian Nights".

I don't know if the story feel even close to "Arabian Nights" but I know it feels very different from what I usualy write.

About the documentary that is mentioned in this story: I actually saw it on Animal Planet, and I adopted the name to the actual character "Desert Rose" from there. You'll understand what I mean once you read the story.  (^0^)

I hope you like this one as much as I've enjoyed writing it. It's kind of long again, but I hope you like it! ♥ And I'm sorry, but it's so cheesy that you don't want to hear about love after this one! Or so me think! xD

”’Thousands of years ago in what we today know as the merciless desert Sahara, there was a magical and beautiful rainforest. There were species of ancient plants and animals we have never seen, and big rivers flowed though the forest’s core. It was so rich with life and harmony that people began building small temples around their village grounds.

The forest’s life was controlled by a spirit who had a human form of a young man with long hair black as the deepest part of the ocean, and amethyst colored eyes. This spirit was worshiped by the humans and the village leader offered the spirit his daughter as a wife. The spirit and this human woman fell instantly in love and the forest expanded even more.

The spirit and the human woman married, and during the ceremony the forest exploded with colors. Flowers of different sizes and colors grew rapidly around the whole forest, and butterflies with all kinds of color-combinations imaginable decorated the sky. It was said that it was the only day in the rainforest’s history when not a single heart stopped beating. All animals and plants were given this special day as a gift where they didn’t have to worry about dying.

The spirit and its wife got a human child. It was a beautiful baby daughter, and the spirit was so happy with this new life it got.

But one day when the spirit was out of the village to watch over the forest, a bird came flying to it at told it that the village was being under attack by outsiders. The spirit ran through the forest and when it arrived the village was already burned down and the villagers’ bodies lay on the ground. The spirit ran to the temple where it and its family lived, and there it found the bodies of its wife and daughter.

The spirit’s heart broke and it cried. During its cries the animals fled and the plants started to wither. The magical rainforest’s harmony turned in an instant into chaos, and before nightfall the forest had perished.’”

“Wow, grandpa’! Is that a true story?” the little ten year old Thomas asked. The boy’s charming blue eyes were wide in anticipation and his grandfather laughed and closed the book to pat him on his soft golden blond hair.

“Who knows?”

Thomas stood up from the floor where he had been sitting during his grandfather’s storytelling, and he looked like a superhero.

“When I grow up I’ll find that spirit and make it fix the forest again!” he exclaimed and had a determined look on his face.

Hid grandfather smiled and said:

“Then you have a long study in front of you. You have to read mythology and become a mythology researcher.”

“Just wait! I’ll be the best mythola… mytho… myth.”

Thomas’s grandfather laughed again.

“Mythology researcher,” he said slowly, and little Tomas found his determined super hero look again.

“A mytholaga researcher!”

His grandfather got that smile in his old and wise eyes which only grandfathers could have, and patted little Thomas on his head again.

“I think you will be the best the world has ever seen,” he said, and Thomas’s eye glittered.

“You bet I will be!”