at any time.
He is strong ... and I am weak ...
Was that what I thought the first time I saw him. Crouching, watching me as if I were the most disliked person in the world ... and that we had just met. He gritted his teeth and growled like a wild beast. His eyes, so similar to mine, and his clothes stained with blood in me a familiar feeling, at the same time disturbing. I knew immediately the type of person he was ... and I think he also did the same, because his eyes seemed to harden limitabout girls, or asked to save Sakura, the princess, and had to pay the girl's feelings towards Ela change. That struck me, viniéndome to mind a pleasant memory for anything.
"Choose, you or the other" "Take me out to me"
A clone was an artificial vacíoy be less selfish than me, and I grieved a. Ashura King never thought when I said my goodness was my downfall. Anyone sentenced to death kind would your own brother? No, of course not. Wang Fei was right: Having & amp; ldquo; murdered "my brother, why should shake the pulse to get rid of other people? The tall man stood beside me furtive glances from time to time, more curious than aggressive, but I did as I was not aware of it. After all, was my enemy, right? The princess's name was Sakura, as I guess because the child-clone. The same boy named Syaoran, and both came from the country of Clow. The warrior named Kurogane "Black Steel" (it was a name that came in handy) and came from the country of Nihon. I, as an experienced liar, I kept my lie, lmore, but I denied it. Her pure and innocent smile was all we needed in that long journey.
Xiaolang, courageous and full of chivalry, with an enviable sense of justice. A perfect clone, no doubt. Mokona, cheerful and optimistic, intelligent and funny as well. I often looked worried, as if he suspected the number of hidden secrets, as if sensing my feelings clearly.
And finally ... Kurogane. My enemy, the obstacle to my wishes. Serio, lonely, avoided contact with others. I did not know why, but I greatly enjoyed the call byridiculous nicknames, just for the pleasure it gave me to make them angry. Gradually, I got closer to him, began to observe, to learn, to memorize every one of their features, their expressions. I was shocked to find that he did the same, how nothing indirect sentences disrupted by little by little the lies he had constructed so carefully. We used to share a room in each of the worlds, as Mokona, Syaoran and Sakura slept together. Kurorin knew that was not funny not sleep with me ... even I was somewhat uncomfortable. He felt his eyes on my neck everynight, staring thoughtfully, and then listen to your breathing relaxed, to my relief. But it was not only dangerous it came every night.
Since childhood, nightmares haunted me every day. During my trip, the dreams were focused on the gruesome image of my king, with his blank stare and her marble face contorted in what once might have been a sweet smile. I woke up, panting, with tears in his eyes, whispering the name of Ashura shaking in sheer terror. Kuropon prayed that would not notice.
In Outo, this cyber world in which we finished, my enemy
- Kuro-chan, you're the one who would do that - I smiled, and then try to explain the "tough guy" something or other about feelings. And without meaning to, I left the language - How do I tell? I have waited a long time ... - squinted, staring at some point on the stage - ... someone who wants to stay by my side.
"Take me away, I want happiness"
not answer, and at that moment I wondered what was going through his head.
- hate to say those things, & iqueWe held my waist to prevent falling. It did not help much, indeed. After meeting with children and their guests, such was the surprise of the warrior who let go of my waist and I fell to the ground in a crash. I laughed, only to hide the disappointment when I left Ely, having lost their attention for a moment.
Yes, I loved to draw your attention, unconsciously. It was assumed that we were enemies, we should kill us, even without him knowing. However, I had saved his life, and dared to lecture me. I was approaching Kurogaand its watershed, provoking an agonizing pain feel like half my magic left me. Without having fought, I gave up, as both had reproached me Kuro-sama. The sound of chewing jaw clone my eye and the stench of blood bathing my body me gagging. I heard the voice of Kuro-Chii, hoarse and serious, with a touch of hysteria, without understanding how or why "Syaoran" and I were in that situation. The hands and teeth of the clone again dig into my good eye, but someone stopped him snatching a stretch of murderous talons who was once a sweet girlor had even come to call "son." That smell, that warmth ... that strength. Kurogane. Again, and I do ask him, he saved my life. The clone was left shortly after it appeared the real Syaoran, but there was no turning back. I was dying. The warrior was on the verge of a panic attack.
With Mokona, Yuuko contacted my companions, who informed them that there was a way to save me. I refused, of course, causing Kuromin made amends by hitting the wall or trying to do the same with me. Should become a vampire. When blood Kamue; came into play. Princess stabbed, killed on the spot. Immediately after, I held her hand Kurogane, doing only strength. Again, that seemed to envelop warmth instantly, as in the country of Outo. I did not want to separate from me. I thought it was going to die any time now.
- will not let you hurt anyone else with that sword ... not even yourself.
I looked surprised and terrified. How was unaware of the macabre idea had crossed my mind? After talking to the person in charge of that game and coe; the vision of one eye as my payment to go to Celes, but Kurogane hit me and, holding the ring wearing the pendant in Infinity, pulled my face to hers, so both breathed the breath of the other almost.
- So far, I have left the princess and you do what you wanted. From now on, do what I want.
therefore pay the costs of travel and departed three Celes.
had not changed at all since I left. An eternal snow storm seemed quiet and cool whip the country of Celes. My home, where he had lived most of mylife. I looked up at the sky. Leval Castle stood on immaculate and chaotic world as if by magic. We headed there.
Upon arrival, I had to look away from the bloodied bodies lying at the gates of the castle, their faces distorted into a grimace of pain and disbelief. I do not have believed it if I would have confessed at the outset who the real murderer of the people of Celes. My companions looked surprised, Mokona cried in horror, but I just kept going, trying to contain the tears that threatened to overwhelm me &rse against Ashura, but could not against him. Badly wounded, the Japanese was writhing in pain on the floor. So I decided to make the dream of my king ... and mine. Both die together. But Ashura stopped me, holding tightly the neck with a smile on his face. He said I should live to save Fay. Then, something occurred to him that I had not minded. Kurogane came out of nowhere, crossing the King Ashura with his sword.
- You must not mourn for someone like me, ... Fay - was the last thing I said before he died. Your Name
screamed
and Kurogane die, bleeding on the floor of that unknown world. I was on his knees, sobbing hard.
- No ... if he dies ... I ... I ...
I would die with him
The truth hit me like a sledgehammer. Kurogane I loved more than anyone in the world. He had only looked for my sake and for others, and I was treated like trash. I felt like an idiot. Suddenly, a Pequena delicate hand rested on my forehead.
- Kurogane Do not worry ... will not die. CHT
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Tomoyo ... Just being her, I had no doubt that I spoke the truth.
We stayed at the palace of the princess. I was very worried, continually asking doctors Tomoyo and Kurogane status. Live. I sighed with relief. Only ... my fault he lost his arm. So I offered what was left of magic to Yuuko in exchange for a mechanical arm for Kurogane.
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When he awoke, had some words with his princess. After I entered, wearing the strange clothes of the country, which Tomoyo mORT first approach. Glances, blushes and smiles from both. I was happy.
Xiaolang fought his clone in the world of dreams, in order to save Sakura.
During the fight, I had a chat with Princess Tomoyo. He confessed that he knew the King Ashura, and that he had gone mad just to try to help. He really wanted me. Then she told me she was in charge of our group fell in after fleeing Nihon Celes, to help us. I was also asked to look after Kurorin. Sakura clone died during the fight, dor almost touching mine. I try to hide my nervousness. - Yes, Kuroto?
- For the umpteenth time ... I call Kuroto - does not seem angry, which surprised me.
My name is You-oh ...
Is your real name? Did you just confess your real name?
I lie on the floor, snatching an ill-concealed embarrassment. Me playing, looks at me once cariñoya hunger. His lips pressed tightly to mine, your tongue tastes both in and out of my mouth. I can not resist, because I so desire. I've always wanted. Clothingspare, it's too hot. His right hand is intertwined with mine. Fríoy heat and strength against weakness. It hurts ... but his words of love in whispers and moans are more than enough consolation. I smile, it seems that invades her shyness about expressing his feelings in words. Tremble under his powerful body, he just touches me.
He tries not to touch me too much with his left hand, perhaps fearing that the icy touch of metal to bother me. Nothing is further from the truth. I ask in a whisper, touch me, never leave me. Promise me, and I trust him. Pride seems to be gone from both.
He calls me by my name, I start to shiver. Only he, my other half, you are entitled to do so. None other than Fay and Ashura had ever done before. The bonds have narrowed so much that it will not be able to return to separate.
Tears escape my eyes, but you must not stop. And my puppy is due, of course. Until I see my exhaustion and his own. Her lips land on mine, and stroked my hair gently, as if afraid break. But I assure you quietly, never again put myself in danger. I never want to see him suffer.
- Did you hurt? - Ask me. CH
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