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| He doesn't look a thing like Jesus | Ok, so this is just something I typed up when I got bored a few months back. It's based off of events prior to the beginning of the Commission: Saga 1 RP created by Azrael. As I said, I just typed it up when I got bored, so it's nothing special, but I hope it's at least a little enjoyable for you all. This is a story… That happened a little before now. *** "Now, go forth and retrieve the key from the keyhole!" Those were the last words Marluxia had spoken to everyone he had assigned on the mission to Neverland. Saix was more than willing to snatch the key of the world, thus allowing darkness to consume the world along with the inhabitants; what he didn't understand, was why he, along with everyone else, had been "forced" to pose as Lost Boys. Anyone with half a brain would be able to tell that all of the members of the Rose Order were far too old to even be in Neverland - let alone members of Peter Pan's group of filthy, uneducated, ill-mannered boys who mistook the word "shower" for "go jump in a puddle of mud". Now as he stood over-seeing the neophytes setting up camp, he stifled a growl as he watched the newer members fumbling around like helpless infants. "You there!" He snapped at one of the more unfortunate Nobodies, "What are you even doing in the Rose Order if you can't even set up a tent properly? Do you really think you're suited-" "Now now, Miss Negative Nancy. Don't go biting the poor fellow's head off just because a certain little redhead didn't get assigned to this mission as well." A familiar voice chuckled startlingly close and an arm draped itself around the blue-haired Nobody's shoulders. By now, the neophytes had halted whatever progress they had been making, in order to watch the two senior members and listen in on this interesting conversation. More than a few of the Nobodies thought the blond Gambler had quite the "courage" to speak to Saix in such a condescending way. Even they, with the short time they had been members of the Order, knew that Saix was a loose cannon and not to be trifled with. "So instead of venting your sexual frustrations out on the poor neophytes, why don't we, as the senior members of this mission, show them how to pitch a tent properly?" Luxord smiled a toothy grin and gestured out towards where the making of camp was currently "in progress". After staring long and hard at the blond (not appreciating the reference made to that red head who had recently joined), Saix rolled his eyes and nodded before speaking curtly. "Fine." He shoved the blond's arm off his shoulders and spun around to grab his tent from his pack. After a second or so of rummaging through the various materials that had been packed, his head shot up and his golden eyes cast a baleful glare towards Demyx, who had been in charge of packing. "Demyx," He spoke quietly, seething inwardly. "Where is my tent?" The mullet-headed Nobody had been playing his sitar, oblivious to the goings-on, but when he heard his name spoken in that polite voice Saix somehow managed to make sound like a terrible threat, he jumped up and began nervously rubbing the back of his neck. "W-what do you mean? It, it should be in there… are you sure you checked well enough?" Rising slowly, Saix forced himself to remain calm and not imagine himself wringing the sitar-player's scrawny neck. "It's a backpack. I do not really think there is anywhere else to check. Now, if you want to check, be my guest… just be sure to give me your tent as compensation if you don't find my tent anywhere in my pack! Are you willing to do that?" "Uh, well! Saix, I, I'm really sorry. I must have somehow forgotten… I don't know how-" "Oh calm down you two! Saix, I told you to quit taking your sexual frustrations out on everyone, didn't I? Here, shove this in front of your face for a while; it should be helpful to you." Smirking, Luxord whacked Saix's arm with a pamphlet and proceeded to force it into his hand. The cover read "Anger Management… Learn How To Control Your Rage." "What… the… HELL is this Luxord?" Saix was now trembling with barely controlled anger as he read the cover of the pamphlet. "Now Saix. If you read that, you can learn how to channel your rage so you won't hurt those you care about any longer! Now, as an additional favor, you may share my tent with me. Oh no need to thank me; I know you'd rather share a tent with me than Demy Lovata or one of the neophytes." Staring blankly at the blond, Saix had no choice but to comply. Luxord did have a point when he said that he would rather share a tent with him than with Demyx or one of those annoying newcomers. Later that night… It was pitch-black as Saix awoke to a strange feeling. "Ngh…" Why am I…? "Luxord… what's going on… are the Heartless attacking?" Still dazed from waking from such a deep slumber, he did not quite notice that he was in bed, curled up with Luxord - or that he was now mysteriously undressed. "Saix," the blond gambler grunted, "It's too difficult like this, roll onto your stomach." With those words, Luxord bent over and his lips collided with those of his blue-haired colleague. Saix was far too groggy to realize what was going on, and he unwittingly found himself returning the kiss with far more force than he would have expected out of anything. His head barely registered that Luxord's tongue had now forced his lips open and was exploring the inside of his mouth… or that he himself was eagerly following suit. "Luxord… what-" He breathlessly tried to speak between kisses, futilely attempting to protest, but his words were silenced as the other Nobody pressed their mouths together and brushed the blue strands of hair out of Saix's face with his hands… "Oh, shut up already." The Next Morning… Saix awoke to the bright morning light of a new day in Neverland. He rubbed his face with his hand, and wondered at the strange dream he had had the night before. He couldn't believe he had dreamt about doing such strange things with Luxord, of all people! But before he could move on to the next sequence of thoughts, the bed stirred next to him and up sat Luxord, who was rubbing his eyes and looking at Saix somewhat confusedly. In that moment, Saix realized that last night had been no dream; yes, he knew of Luxord's sexual exploits with women and he had heard that the blond didn't limit himself to just women but occasionally took a male lover as well, but he hadn't imagined that those rumors were true. And… somehow, he had enjoyed himself last night certainly as much as Luxord; a fact that Luxord seemed to remember, judging by the semi-horror stricken/amused smirk on his face. This was a fact that worried Saix greatly. "Well, er… 'morning sunshine…" Luxord was the first to break the awkward silence between the two. "Good morning…" Saix replied rather stiffly, still horrified by the events he had taken place in last night. Clearing his throat, he went to grab his white cloak when Demyx suddenly burst into the tent, seemingly intending to wake the two. "RIIIISE AND SHIIIII-" When he saw his two comrades in bed with their clothes discarded, he halted mid- sentence and stared, too shocked for words or even actions. "Um, I'll… come back later." He said quickly and awkwardly before dashing out of the tent. Shit… Saix facepalmed and grabbed his cloak, putting it on and zipping it quickly before stalking out of the tent, leaving Luxord to chuckle to himself all he wanted. Knowing Demyx, word of what he had witnessed would be spread throughout the entire Rose Order in a matter of minutes if damage control wasn't immediately implemented. As he stepped out of the tent, he saw Demyx towards the fire-pit, nervously strumming his sitar. "Listen Demyx," the blue-haired Nobody said when he was close enough to speak to the other Nobody, "inside the tent, it wasn't what you think it was. I-" "Oh don't worry Saix, I know you're not a homo! I mean, practically everyone knows you have a thing for that new member… what's her name again…" "Xenjin! Her name is Xenjin!" Saix's frustration caused him to yell this at the mullet-headed man in front of him, and those around the camp paused what they were doing to look up and stare at their two superiors - some even daring to chuckle to themselves, only to be silenced by a certain Nobody's dark glare. "Ahem, what I mean is, if you go spreading around what you saw, if you even tell one person what you saw in there, I will personally eliminate you. Do you understand, Demyx?" "Y-yeah. Don't worry… your uh, 'secret' is safe with me?" "Good. Now stop playing that sitar and start preparing for our little 'visit' to the Lost Boys." .::END::. |
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| Hot Crusader/Janissary lurv start! | It should had been titled Don't Ask, Don't Tell or What Happens in Neverland...stays in Neverland but nevertheless, I loved the story and this is from a guy who hates yaoi. I just loved the mentions that were previously made in the original roleplay become a one shot. |
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| He doesn't look a thing like Jesus | Hm... should I change the title... I suppose you're right... |
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| I Will...Never Be A Memory. Join Date: Feb 2009 Location: Now if I told you, where would the mystery be? Posts: 2,583
Rep Power: 4 ![]() ![]() Level: 18 EXP: | Its BEAUTIFUL XD !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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| He doesn't look a thing like Jesus | Thank you, Chi-Chan! :D (25characters) |
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| I Will...Never Be A Memory. Join Date: Feb 2009 Location: Now if I told you, where would the mystery be? Posts: 2,583
Rep Power: 4 ![]() ![]() Level: 18 EXP: | You should make more fanfictions xD |
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| Hot Crusader/Janissary lurv start! | Amen. Make mo' for us. Niggah |
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| Kudos to Bumblebee for the avater Join Date: Sep 2006 Location: Run Kittypaws! Run 'Cross Keyboard! Posts: 3,890
Rep Power: 7 ![]() Level: 21 EXP: | Okay, normally I don't like yaoi, but that was actually pretty interesting. I just feel sorry for Saix being put into that position. Nice job! |
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| He doesn't look a thing like Jesus | I'm glad you all like it. This a better response than I had hoped for, originally I wasn't planning on showing anyone but now I'm glad I posted it. :3 |
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| Keyblade Wielder | That was so great! xD I usually don't like yaoi but this makes me want to read more! Make more, and I'm not trying to sound like a homo-lover... ;) |
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| He doesn't look a thing like Jesus | Another reader, great! :D I'm glad you liked it, especially since you don't normally like yaoi, and I'm glad it seems to be written in a way that people who dislike yaoi can appreciate it as well. Thank you :3 |
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| Rion is blindfolded kinkyness | Oh mahhh fuckken gawd. This was the most hysterical and awesome thing I have ever read love!!! I could honestly see this happening! I love how you took the mention in the RP and made it into this!!! You neeeeeeeed to make more hon!!!! I demand more! Lol Makes me wanna finish my story faster..... |
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| He doesn't look a thing like Jesus | Yay~ Hikari's approval~ You think it's that funny? :D But yeah... lol. *is embarrassed at all the praise* Zizy was the one who came up with the idea in the RP, I just made a one-shot out of it. Oh what boredom can do.. I might, someday... ^^;; Spoilers The Saijin?! :D |
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| Rion is blindfolded kinkyness | Yesh the Saijin :DDDDD And you deserve the praise! And it was funny hon ♥ |
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| Panda Party Madness | Quote:
It was fairly good, and the anger management pamphlet was slightly funny. Perhaps Azrael here should have a bit of help with that so-far-unstarted fanfic he's been planning concerning the Commission... hint hint. | |
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| best fanfic ever, makes yaoi acceptable!! |
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