Inth
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Category:
Original - Misc › Humour
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
946
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This story is work of fiction it is not real it never has been and never will be it is just an idiotic attempt at playing god by thinking an auother can make people. The word Inth is made up and fiction. It was not made by me but by my friend do not use.
Inth
Title: Inth
Warning: Japanese words are located in this text
Rating: Pg 13
Notes: Hankoro: name meaning No heart, Natsuko: name meaning summer child
Hankoro cast a glance at the girl sitting across from him. He had been her friend for over fourteen years and her unofficial therapist for three years. He let out an inaudible sigh at the years they had together and ran his left hand through his raven coloured hair. Right now Natsuko was whining about some girl who stole something from her or something like that. He knew that girl; she was exchange girl from America named Lisa. The two of them looked alike too. From the soft check bones, to the high reaching eyebrows and hourglass figure. If Lisa wasn’t five eleven he was sure they could pass as twins… give or take the hair colour. Oh and she was a real bitch too.
Personally, Hankoro thought she shouldn’t be hanging around those kinds of people but he wouldn’t dare say that. “… And can you believe that …” Natsuko said, hands waving in the air. He couldn’t help but notice how her face would scrunch up whenever she mentioned Lisa’s name. ‘I wonder if she realizes that she attracts these ass kissers’ Hankoro thought, adding the finishing touches to his portrait of the girl. He made sure to add the details to her annoyed expression. The slight pout of her lips made him laugh a little.
Natsuko wasn’t stupid. She knew that Hankoro wasn’t exactly listening to her. “You’re just like your name!” She said, folding her arms. She tossed her waist length hair over her shoulder and frowned at her friend for fourteen years. She didn’t know why they were still friends when the boy had the most annoying habit of teasing her mercilessly.
Hankoro just laughed and put something on his pad. Why couldn’t he just listen to her and give good advice like a real best friend. He glowered at her when she what she said registered with him and she glared right back. “Well maybe if your conversation made any sense I could help you out a bit.” He said, doing more stuff to the pad, she had the feeling he was drawing something. Hankoro was always a good artist.
“You don’t even try” Natsuko whined. She filled her voice with as much false sadness as she could before forcing a few tears to her eyes. She had read somewhere that men respond to real tears in a woman’s eyes but she should have known that Hankoro wasn’t a normal man. “Alright,” For some reason Hankoro’s smile made her feel uneasy.
Hankoro put a hand to the side of his head and looked up at her. Her stomach fell. “I think you’re under stress and need to get out of your comfort zone.” He said quickly, folding his pad and putting it into his bag “I also think you need some form of stress release, I recommend sex; I heard it’s very good for relaxing those knots.”He got up and fixed his clothes as her brow twitched. She took his in shit eating grin. Natsuko took a deep breath and screamed “PERVERT!!!!!” He ran off and she gave chase. He knew it was bad but he couldn’t help himself, Natsuko was so cute when she was angry it just made him want to tease her more.
Warning: Japanese words are located in this text
Rating: Pg 13
Notes: Hankoro: name meaning No heart, Natsuko: name meaning summer child
Hankoro cast a glance at the girl sitting across from him. He had been her friend for over fourteen years and her unofficial therapist for three years. He let out an inaudible sigh at the years they had together and ran his left hand through his raven coloured hair. Right now Natsuko was whining about some girl who stole something from her or something like that. He knew that girl; she was exchange girl from America named Lisa. The two of them looked alike too. From the soft check bones, to the high reaching eyebrows and hourglass figure. If Lisa wasn’t five eleven he was sure they could pass as twins… give or take the hair colour. Oh and she was a real bitch too.
Personally, Hankoro thought she shouldn’t be hanging around those kinds of people but he wouldn’t dare say that. “… And can you believe that …” Natsuko said, hands waving in the air. He couldn’t help but notice how her face would scrunch up whenever she mentioned Lisa’s name. ‘I wonder if she realizes that she attracts these ass kissers’ Hankoro thought, adding the finishing touches to his portrait of the girl. He made sure to add the details to her annoyed expression. The slight pout of her lips made him laugh a little.
Natsuko wasn’t stupid. She knew that Hankoro wasn’t exactly listening to her. “You’re just like your name!” She said, folding her arms. She tossed her waist length hair over her shoulder and frowned at her friend for fourteen years. She didn’t know why they were still friends when the boy had the most annoying habit of teasing her mercilessly.
Hankoro just laughed and put something on his pad. Why couldn’t he just listen to her and give good advice like a real best friend. He glowered at her when she what she said registered with him and she glared right back. “Well maybe if your conversation made any sense I could help you out a bit.” He said, doing more stuff to the pad, she had the feeling he was drawing something. Hankoro was always a good artist.
“You don’t even try” Natsuko whined. She filled her voice with as much false sadness as she could before forcing a few tears to her eyes. She had read somewhere that men respond to real tears in a woman’s eyes but she should have known that Hankoro wasn’t a normal man. “Alright,” For some reason Hankoro’s smile made her feel uneasy.
Hankoro put a hand to the side of his head and looked up at her. Her stomach fell. “I think you’re under stress and need to get out of your comfort zone.” He said quickly, folding his pad and putting it into his bag “I also think you need some form of stress release, I recommend sex; I heard it’s very good for relaxing those knots.”He got up and fixed his clothes as her brow twitched. She took his in shit eating grin. Natsuko took a deep breath and screamed “PERVERT!!!!!” He ran off and she gave chase. He knew it was bad but he couldn’t help himself, Natsuko was so cute when she was angry it just made him want to tease her more.