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“Yohji-kun?” “Huh?” I looked up from the cattelyas I was arranging to look at the younger blond questioningly. Beside me, I could hear Ken-ken stop messing with the register and the resident Ice Queen even stopped watering the plants. I gulped – either there was something I didn’t know, or Omitchi was on the verge of crying, which wasn’t the case because the Chibi was merely looking at me with the same somewhat serious look he reserved for doing homework or hacking. “What is it,…
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“Kubo-chan, what’s wrong?” Seeing the look on his roommate’s face instantly sent shocks down Tokitoh’s spine and sent the young man into a paranoid haze. It took a moment before the glasses-wearing man could stop glaring at the door and look back at Tokitoh, his eyes instantly softer. “Nothing, Tokitoh. But, I just remembered that Kou needed us for something.” And, with that, Kubota turned around and started the trek back downstairs. Tokitoh knew something was wrong and merely glared at…
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“Aya-chan, can you hear me?” Tenderly, callous covered fingers brushed a few stray strands of bluish-black hair from the peaceful looking face. “You know, it might all end tonight… All the revenge, all the lies… Soon, I may be able to give you back your name…: A sigh escaped the young man’s lips as the features of Fujimiya Aya remained motionless in her coma-induced sleep. Three years… Three years of string this revenge along. Ran rubbed his thumb over the hand he held in his…
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I can hear him washing up right now; he’s in the bathroom, pulling though his delicious hair with those fingers I love so much. I continue to wait on the soft sofa, waiting of my date to get out and grace myself with his presence. With a sigh, I lie bonelessly across the sofa, thoughts swirling around in my head. It had been a bad day, overall, but, at this point of my life, I could say I could die happy. Even if he was the one to kill me, I would gladly take the pain, for anything that he gives me is…
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“You lucky limey bastard.” Waver gave the woman sitting on the table a disgruntled glare. “Thanks a lot Kardai,” he growled. “No, seriously,” Kardai continued, taking a large sip from her soda. “The DADA job is legendary and Hogwarts is one of the best places for witchcraft!” This elicited a chuckle from the other man at the table. “That would require you to know how to perform witchcraft, Aisu.” Aisu groused, taking a wipe at his head. “Shaddup Evry.” It was…
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743 • Hiatus
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“So let me get this straight -- you want me to take a year off from my own studies to teach at the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as a professor of… what, Defense Against the Dark Arts, the fuck i sthat? The answer isn’t just a no, it’s a hell no.” Zelretch was unmoved by Waver’s passionate rhetoric. “It’s a wonderful opportunity to learn more about witchcraft, as well as expand your horizons. Albus is a personal friend and I gave him such a glowing review of our own…
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743 • Hiatus
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“You’re kidding,” were the first words out of Waver’s mouth… after his mind caught up to the moment. Behind the distinguished double doors of the director’s office was one of the CLock Tower’s -- no the whole Mage’s Association’s -- best kept secrets. Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg, better known as the “Wizard Marshall” or Zelretch of the Jewels, or even the Fourth of the Twenty-Seven Dead Apostle Ancestors, also had another moniker -- the Director of the prestigious Clock…
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743 • Hiatus
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One did not survive a Holy Grail War by being unobservant. “May I help you, Mr. Capitani?” Waver turned on his heel, his coat he had taken to wearing swirling dramatically behind him. The named first year blushed and stuttered, ducking his head. “T-the Queen needs you to visit the director.” At Waver’s steely glare, the younger student gulped and hurried to blurt out “But I was hoping if you would like to go out on a d-da-” Nope, can’t let him finish that. Waver wanted some sort of…
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743 • Hiatus
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July 9, 1995 Dear Grandma and Grandpa, I hope this letter finds you both in good health! I’ve been getting used to life back at the university, and the sunburn has finally healed -- that’ll teach me to never go through Egypt without sunscreen again! It’s good timing, since London’s been warm and most of my seminars are over. I can go outside again (stop laughing -- I do leave the library on occasion!). Oh! Before I forget -- Alex contacted me recently (sorry I didn’t mention it last week…
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743 • Hiatus
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By the time he returned home, his apartment was already swallowed by the inky blackness of the night sky. Of course it was - this close to midnight and the whole world (especially in February's) was dark. He grabbed his doorknob lightly, feeling the coolness of it despite the leather gloves on his hands, as he jammed the key in, opening it with nothing more than an ominous creek (Must get that fixed, he thought to himself, even though he probably never will). Two steeps, take a turn so he doesn't run…
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503 • Oneshot
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