Intellectual War
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Category:
Romance › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
15
Views:
5,578
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
chapter
Even a Yakuza-member can be stupid. The fool cannot forget about the boy who had dared to overlook him in high school. Always wanting what you can’t have, huh, Yuki? But, the question is: what would you do after you get Shouta? Are you going to play with him like a toy, till you break him or get sick of the sight of him? Will you throw him at the bottom of the sea after that?
I hope, by God, that I will never get my answer. I do not want to know how you’ll dispose of that innocent man.
Wait… could it be… no way… absolutely no way… I cannot believe it. Your eyes… your eyes are sad and sincere… by the Heavens above! You do love him! It’s a miracle! A mafia boss who knows how to love… the world is ending!
It was no wonder that he would go to all lengths to get the man who taught him love the hard way. Yuki had never been a ‘sharing is caring’ guy, he hated coming in second, and most of all, he was selfish to a tilt, so he wanted to keep Shouta Fuji, locked and secured, all to himself. If necessary, in chains…
Ah, I got sidetracked!! Back to the chaos of moment.
All the smoke bombs were in use. Five figures sneaked up towards the five bodyguards with chloroform clothes, a sixth sneaked up on one of the students, and with one swift karate chop, knocked him out flat.
“The hostage is down and ready to be shifted out sir.”
“Then move out and return to the limousine. Leave room for the Master and his bundle too,” was the whispered reply.
Yuki was too busy staring at his beloved ‘wife to be’ to care for anything else.
“Sir?”
“Retreat to base,” he yelled over the confusion.
***
Things are not always predictable when the world has gone crazy. In fact, things would be totally wacky and out of order, and spinning so fast towards you, that it hits you when you least expect it.
So when love comes knocking on the door of two people, it is so unexpected that, even in the most dire of circumstances, it can only be described as a comical tragedy of an insane world.
Karma is a bastard, a sadist bastard that has a twisted form of humour. That is the only way I can describe the current situation, in which a student and a teacher are in bed – at a gay hotel, no less.
The teacher, we know well – but the student…? I leave you to guess.
I hope, by God, that I will never get my answer. I do not want to know how you’ll dispose of that innocent man.
Wait… could it be… no way… absolutely no way… I cannot believe it. Your eyes… your eyes are sad and sincere… by the Heavens above! You do love him! It’s a miracle! A mafia boss who knows how to love… the world is ending!
It was no wonder that he would go to all lengths to get the man who taught him love the hard way. Yuki had never been a ‘sharing is caring’ guy, he hated coming in second, and most of all, he was selfish to a tilt, so he wanted to keep Shouta Fuji, locked and secured, all to himself. If necessary, in chains…
Ah, I got sidetracked!! Back to the chaos of moment.
All the smoke bombs were in use. Five figures sneaked up towards the five bodyguards with chloroform clothes, a sixth sneaked up on one of the students, and with one swift karate chop, knocked him out flat.
“The hostage is down and ready to be shifted out sir.”
“Then move out and return to the limousine. Leave room for the Master and his bundle too,” was the whispered reply.
Yuki was too busy staring at his beloved ‘wife to be’ to care for anything else.
“Sir?”
“Retreat to base,” he yelled over the confusion.
***
Things are not always predictable when the world has gone crazy. In fact, things would be totally wacky and out of order, and spinning so fast towards you, that it hits you when you least expect it.
So when love comes knocking on the door of two people, it is so unexpected that, even in the most dire of circumstances, it can only be described as a comical tragedy of an insane world.
Karma is a bastard, a sadist bastard that has a twisted form of humour. That is the only way I can describe the current situation, in which a student and a teacher are in bed – at a gay hotel, no less.
The teacher, we know well – but the student…? I leave you to guess.