Little boy blue
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Final Fantasy VII › General
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Adult +
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655
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Category:
Final Fantasy VII › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
655
Reviews:
14
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Little boy blue
Yazu sat alone in his room with a cold, empty diet coke in his hand. Tempted he slowly began to make little round holes in the side. To somewhat resemble a pipe. He had been addicted to marijuana for about one month now. So quickly, and physically addicted. He hated it, but he wanted it so bad. Even in his dreams, he dreamt about smoking it. SO tangible, he could taste it. Putting the weed in slowly, and carefully in to the carven holes, he though about tonight.
He was going to stay over at Kadaj’s house. Kadaj was like a sex god to Yazu. He was in fact beautiful. Kadaj had silver, shoulder length hair, cold ice aqua eyes, and he was nicely built. When people saw them together their first impression is that they are brothers, because Yazu is similar looking. Yazu has silver hair that comes to the middle of his back, short bangs that fall upon his teal sadden eyes, and as well he has a nicely built body.
“Hmmmm,” Yazu snickered to himself at the though of Kadaj, “7:30, I will leave at 7:30.” He then began lighting the can, and inhaled the substance. Lying back against his wall, he stared up at the ceiling. Getting up, he knew his father would be home soon. So he walked quickly to his open wooden vent and hid the evidence in a small 4in by 5in metal box. Then, he quickly ceiled the vent back up. Yazu walked to his personal bathroom and grabbed his cologne and sprayed it everywhere.
“Yazu, hey, I’m home,” A deep masculine voice trailed up the stairs, “are you in your room?” Sephiroth, Yazu’s father, was creeping up the stairs.
“Yeah, hold on, I’m coming out.” Yazu hated the sound of his father’s voice; he couldn’t stand it when he touches him. Yazu ran to his door just in time to meet his father and shut the door behind himself, so the smell wouldn’t seep out.
“What do you want?” he kept his gaze to the ground.
“Would you like to have dinner with Lexus and I?”
“Lexis, isn’t that the girl you have been dating for a few days?” The thought of her near him disgusted him. She was a bit older than him.
“More like months,” Sephiroth’s voice began to trail off, “we have something to tell you, Yazu.”
“No, I’m staying over at Kadaj’s house tonight.”
“Oh, are you?” Sephiroth smiled evilly, and touched Yazu’s shoulder. His hand began to drift lower and lower. Yazu froze; he didn’t want to be touched again.
“Heh, well, be back in the morning, ok?” Sephiroth walked down the hall to his room and closed the door nd hnd him.
“Yeah, sure.” Whispered Yazu, he was still a little stiff. He stepped back into his room, while locking the door. Picking up his duffle bag, he glanced at the clock. It was 7:36. He walked to his dresser and pulled out his black pants with buckles along the sides. Unzipping the bag down the side, he walked over to his bathroom and grabbed his toothbrush. Remembering that he needed clean socks and boxers, he walked down to the laundry room, which was in the basement. Opening the dryer, he pulled red boxers and short socks out. Then, he grabbed his black, tight tank top. Putting it on, he watched a spider in the corner. It was killing its prey.
He quickly put all of his stuff into a bag, and went out the basement door. he walked to kadaj’s house. He was excessively excited, so thrilled he didn’t even pay attention to the scenery. Kadaj was sitting on the sidewalk fondling with the weeds that had overgrew, because of the lack of effort to mow the lawn.
“Hey, where do you want me to put my stuff?” Yazu asked with a bulky, outsized grin.
“Give them to me, and I’ll put them in my room,” he reached over to Yazu gently taking the bag out of his soft hands, “come up stairs with me so we can get going to Club Antacids.” Yazu obeyed and followed closely behind him. As Kadaj stepped upon the wood stairs, they creaked and sounded if they were about to give way. Yazu softly staggered on the stairs afraid he would fall in.
Then, Kadaj strolled towards his bedroom. Personally, Yazu had never entered his room before. So, what he saw, he liked. His door was back, and when he entered the room was blood red. He h bla black, soft comforter with red, silky sheets. Kadaj threw the black bag on his four post bed, which landed on his Black pillows. He then threw himself upon his bed, looking sexy as always. He didn’t even have to try to be beautiful.
He then closed his eyes, “So, what are you going to wear tonight, Yazu?”
“Clothing,” Yazu replied sarcastically, “What I’m wearing right now, and probably my leather, spick collar.”
“Do you want to eat here, or see if they have anything to eat at the club?” Kadaj opened his eyes and closely watched him.
“Here is fine with me, what ever you want is fine,” He replied knowing Kadaj was watching him. So, he tried to look sexy. He raised himself a little and smiled.
“Ok, what do u want to eat?”
“What do you have?” He then began biting his lips, and stroking the bed sheets. Kadaj smiled knowing that Yazu was trying to turn him on. To bad it wasn’t working, otherwise he would unquestionably jump him. Kadaj began to smile and snickered vociferously.
Kadaj decided to play, “How bout pizza?” he whispered and began getting closer to Yazu, “does pizza sound good?” He let Yazu make the next move, and make it he does. Hesitantly he moves close. His hands shake as he lifts them and places them on kadaj’s waist. He leans over and presses his hot, soft lips lightly aginst his.
‘Oh god. His lips are so soft. Like the finest silk. I've kissed many people, some with dry lips, some with salty lips, but his lips...like roses.’ Kadaj thought to himself
Kadaj opened his mouth and lightly tease his lips with his tongue. Yazu’s eyes were still open, staring right into his with just a hint of fear in their depths. He opened his mouth and Yazu slipped his tongue in. He gasps and his eyes flutter shut.
Kadaj pulled back, and he could hear Yazu’s loud, disappointed groans, his eyes snapping open. He gazed at Kadaj, looking confused. Kadaj cold just hear what Yazu would say, he could see the question on his face, 'Why'd you stop? It was just getting good?'
Kadaj glanced back at Yazu as he turned his cold, copper door handle, “Ok, wait here and I’ll order the pizza.”
Yazu nodded, ‘what, why did he stop?’ he lay down on the bed, he was very sexually frustrated. It was very soft; he wasn’t used to such a comfortable bed. He waited about ten minutes and Kadaj had not come up at all. After a few more minutes he heard someone coming up the steps.
“Yazu, the pizza is ready,” Kadaj opened his door smiling, “are you still hungry?”
“Yeah.” He followed Kadaj down to his kitchen and ate pizza.
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Well, there is my first chapter. Heh, I’ll make itger ger next time. I don’t think many people will read this, kind of like ‘The Prey’. However its worth a try, I guess. ENJOY!!!
He was going to stay over at Kadaj’s house. Kadaj was like a sex god to Yazu. He was in fact beautiful. Kadaj had silver, shoulder length hair, cold ice aqua eyes, and he was nicely built. When people saw them together their first impression is that they are brothers, because Yazu is similar looking. Yazu has silver hair that comes to the middle of his back, short bangs that fall upon his teal sadden eyes, and as well he has a nicely built body.
“Hmmmm,” Yazu snickered to himself at the though of Kadaj, “7:30, I will leave at 7:30.” He then began lighting the can, and inhaled the substance. Lying back against his wall, he stared up at the ceiling. Getting up, he knew his father would be home soon. So he walked quickly to his open wooden vent and hid the evidence in a small 4in by 5in metal box. Then, he quickly ceiled the vent back up. Yazu walked to his personal bathroom and grabbed his cologne and sprayed it everywhere.
“Yazu, hey, I’m home,” A deep masculine voice trailed up the stairs, “are you in your room?” Sephiroth, Yazu’s father, was creeping up the stairs.
“Yeah, hold on, I’m coming out.” Yazu hated the sound of his father’s voice; he couldn’t stand it when he touches him. Yazu ran to his door just in time to meet his father and shut the door behind himself, so the smell wouldn’t seep out.
“What do you want?” he kept his gaze to the ground.
“Would you like to have dinner with Lexus and I?”
“Lexis, isn’t that the girl you have been dating for a few days?” The thought of her near him disgusted him. She was a bit older than him.
“More like months,” Sephiroth’s voice began to trail off, “we have something to tell you, Yazu.”
“No, I’m staying over at Kadaj’s house tonight.”
“Oh, are you?” Sephiroth smiled evilly, and touched Yazu’s shoulder. His hand began to drift lower and lower. Yazu froze; he didn’t want to be touched again.
“Heh, well, be back in the morning, ok?” Sephiroth walked down the hall to his room and closed the door nd hnd him.
“Yeah, sure.” Whispered Yazu, he was still a little stiff. He stepped back into his room, while locking the door. Picking up his duffle bag, he glanced at the clock. It was 7:36. He walked to his dresser and pulled out his black pants with buckles along the sides. Unzipping the bag down the side, he walked over to his bathroom and grabbed his toothbrush. Remembering that he needed clean socks and boxers, he walked down to the laundry room, which was in the basement. Opening the dryer, he pulled red boxers and short socks out. Then, he grabbed his black, tight tank top. Putting it on, he watched a spider in the corner. It was killing its prey.
He quickly put all of his stuff into a bag, and went out the basement door. he walked to kadaj’s house. He was excessively excited, so thrilled he didn’t even pay attention to the scenery. Kadaj was sitting on the sidewalk fondling with the weeds that had overgrew, because of the lack of effort to mow the lawn.
“Hey, where do you want me to put my stuff?” Yazu asked with a bulky, outsized grin.
“Give them to me, and I’ll put them in my room,” he reached over to Yazu gently taking the bag out of his soft hands, “come up stairs with me so we can get going to Club Antacids.” Yazu obeyed and followed closely behind him. As Kadaj stepped upon the wood stairs, they creaked and sounded if they were about to give way. Yazu softly staggered on the stairs afraid he would fall in.
Then, Kadaj strolled towards his bedroom. Personally, Yazu had never entered his room before. So, what he saw, he liked. His door was back, and when he entered the room was blood red. He h bla black, soft comforter with red, silky sheets. Kadaj threw the black bag on his four post bed, which landed on his Black pillows. He then threw himself upon his bed, looking sexy as always. He didn’t even have to try to be beautiful.
He then closed his eyes, “So, what are you going to wear tonight, Yazu?”
“Clothing,” Yazu replied sarcastically, “What I’m wearing right now, and probably my leather, spick collar.”
“Do you want to eat here, or see if they have anything to eat at the club?” Kadaj opened his eyes and closely watched him.
“Here is fine with me, what ever you want is fine,” He replied knowing Kadaj was watching him. So, he tried to look sexy. He raised himself a little and smiled.
“Ok, what do u want to eat?”
“What do you have?” He then began biting his lips, and stroking the bed sheets. Kadaj smiled knowing that Yazu was trying to turn him on. To bad it wasn’t working, otherwise he would unquestionably jump him. Kadaj began to smile and snickered vociferously.
Kadaj decided to play, “How bout pizza?” he whispered and began getting closer to Yazu, “does pizza sound good?” He let Yazu make the next move, and make it he does. Hesitantly he moves close. His hands shake as he lifts them and places them on kadaj’s waist. He leans over and presses his hot, soft lips lightly aginst his.
‘Oh god. His lips are so soft. Like the finest silk. I've kissed many people, some with dry lips, some with salty lips, but his lips...like roses.’ Kadaj thought to himself
Kadaj opened his mouth and lightly tease his lips with his tongue. Yazu’s eyes were still open, staring right into his with just a hint of fear in their depths. He opened his mouth and Yazu slipped his tongue in. He gasps and his eyes flutter shut.
Kadaj pulled back, and he could hear Yazu’s loud, disappointed groans, his eyes snapping open. He gazed at Kadaj, looking confused. Kadaj cold just hear what Yazu would say, he could see the question on his face, 'Why'd you stop? It was just getting good?'
Kadaj glanced back at Yazu as he turned his cold, copper door handle, “Ok, wait here and I’ll order the pizza.”
Yazu nodded, ‘what, why did he stop?’ he lay down on the bed, he was very sexually frustrated. It was very soft; he wasn’t used to such a comfortable bed. He waited about ten minutes and Kadaj had not come up at all. After a few more minutes he heard someone coming up the steps.
“Yazu, the pizza is ready,” Kadaj opened his door smiling, “are you still hungry?”
“Yeah.” He followed Kadaj down to his kitchen and ate pizza.
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Well, there is my first chapter. Heh, I’ll make itger ger next time. I don’t think many people will read this, kind of like ‘The Prey’. However its worth a try, I guess. ENJOY!!!