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NaNoWriMo: The Red Moon. Chapter 4.

For some reason I had to correct a lot this chapter orz. Anyway, is the latest in the year before did not have time ~

Title: The Red Moon.
Chapter: Four.
Characters: Yukimura Seiichi, Sanada Genichirou.
Gender: Mystery, Thriller and Suspense (LOL according to the NaNo)
Rating: PG-13 .
Warnings: AU .
Summary: Here.

Chapter Four

Just heard on the news of the grand opening of the botanical garden would happen in summer, Seiichi Yukimura did not hesitate for one second want to attend. It would really be a shame to miss an event like that, so it was already adjusting their work schedules to take the day completely at your disposal, or even a few more days. Their days working in the advertising department in a recognized media company, had become a boring routine. Anyway, always found a way to have fun at the expense of a few co-workers who was in charge. Sought further information of the exact date and other details, it seems even stranger that no letter of invitation had come to the institution, strong shareholder in the care of the environment. Not that this matters, but I could not stop thinking for the company as an employee he was.

The fact of working in a newspaper, where information came in and out of all kinds, he was forced to stay up to date with the news in any field, so I knew things that probably no one could imagine even Yanagi. And speaking of Renji ... a few days earlier had been heading back to school where he taught, but it was a fact I had not noticed his presence. Surely he also knew where he worked Seiichi, though not spoken for quite some time. Nor was it was on purpose, but it was true that, although not speak as before, would know precisely what was done the other.

After an evening after work, as usual, Yukimura left for his home: a small apartment had been rented for her work as well, closer to it. Suddenly wanted to make a stop before reaching his home, so I turned his way a few blocks that were not entirely far. When he arrived, tapped the door, knowing that would listen anyway if I was home. And so, since beaten seconds after the door opened revealing a man of tall stature and a strong build, with a few drops on the tips of her hair, a sign of taking a bath minutes earlier.

-Genichirou-greeted the cheerful blue-haired boy. How are you?

"Well, was not that he was surprised, but it seemed strange brown longtime friend suddenly come to his house, though not the first time I did this. In fact, it would have been strange, was that he had warned.

let him promptly and has been set aside for the peliazul could enter. Despite the years that had passed, Sanada Genichirou Seiichi finding was the same as always. His quiet smile and intimidating, its contrast of the delicate look with its strong leadership personality and kindness and joy transmitting to others, made the boy was someone to respect, and the imposing captain of the tennis team who had been at the time they spent together every day. Say the only thing that had changed a bit, was strategically disheveled appearance and his hair a little longer than it was before, tied in a small tail that barely could be seen if he was looking ahead.

Instead, he was the guy always dreaded, the one that made Akaya would behave after having done something wrong. However, just as calm and serene, while the side that had kept strict living strongly linked to its own principles. Seiichi

sat in one of the chairs, watching the few paintings in which his family was one in particular where they were all regular club tennis just before graduation. The boy smiled with nostalgia to see the latter, since, despite all expectations, Sanada was still so attached to the past, part of what it was him now.

Before sitting, Genichirou offered him a glass of juice, which the other acknowledged. He sat in front of him to expect he had to say, if I had it, because it was not unusual to come without any particular reason. But now it seemed he had something in mind, which concluded that he did have something to tell.

-Te-I have a proposal Yukimura suddenly started leaving the vessel near a small Glass table. Sanada looked at him expectantly, "I want us to take a vacation.

The Brown raised an eyebrow, mostly because it was their including holidays, by having to make them practically mandatory. He pondered his response a bit before saying anything. Not that he had not liked the idea at all, but a few days off without doing anything productive not attracted attention, and I could not go to kendo his grandfather to teach the discipline, at least one full weekend . On the other hand, was the person who was inviting him and Yukimura knew someone could not be more than normal, wanting to take a vacation with him nothing.

"First I have to see if my schedule match the day you want to propose," he apologized the boy, taking into account that Seiichi probably already had it all figured out as to the date.

"Do not be so serious. Surely if you ask you a few days off the will, since I never usually do that and have a reputation there, it was true, Sanada worked for a couple of years in a business enterprise. Yukimura looked at him funny, seeing that was struggling internally. Well?

"Okay, but not quite sure," the boy sighed, resigned. Was certainly could rarely win against his friend when they did things like that, since I always wanted a way to convince him, taking advantage of the fact that I knew him well enough to give an excuse that he knew was not true.

"I'm glad Seiichi said with a smile that caused a little chill in the other's back. He took a paper from her folder in her hand and handed it to brown. I want you to free those days.

The paper, a much talked brochure botanical garden would be in a few weeks, therefore, to Genichirou not had much time to ask permission, because if he did advance, the more likely would be granted, although some wanted him to order them two days earlier, which did not give him permission and Yukimura would ask another person to accompany him. But just think about it, I did reconsider his idea, preferring to go with him anyway.

Having convinced Sanada, because he had, was sure to accompany him to this day, finally went home. His apartment was small, but perfect for him, who did not spend much time there. Was decorated with pastel colors, cozy, they left it the taste for the boy's simple, but why no less sophisticated. What first drew attention as he entered, the paintings were hung all over the walls of the living room, apparently painted by him thanks to his innate talent and admiration for the art. In the windows lay a few small plants cared for with finesse, giving life to the place.

As he walked to his room, the corridors were a few small tables and a few degrees indicating the recognized work, several of these were of tennis, which certified the effort he had made in those years when he fell suddenly to the hospital because of a rare disease that left him at death's door. It was true, had been a die and were giving a second chance, though still had to could you be checking in case.

Yes, I could say that a teenager was sweet and sour grapes, but preferred to keep the good memories she had lived with his friends and all the gains it had achieved its own and also precisely because of them.

And now that he thought, had to admit that he missed. She missed her fellow tennis club which had both shared and both had supported him when he was convalescing. Maybe I could join them one of these days on vacation to spend time together and talk about how they were doing at all. He knew, because he saw from time to time that Yanagi was working on a school teacher about your company and Sanada, who had never lost touch since leaving school. But others had heard little or nothing. Maybe this summer was the opportunity to address them, so he began a search of all the regulars from that team, using their most unexpected sources, thanks in part to his work.



... He got more animated than on other days, because with the arrival of summer, had also arrived the day he could finally escape the routine of work and taken at least these few days only to rest. Sanada what would happen to search your car, since Genichirou had insisted that it was better that way because it was likely that the botanical garden would be packed in people and not be entirely pleasant walk among the crowd, plus the climate, not was far healthier to be in the sun for a long time, especially for health Seiichi. The boy laughed when he heard that excuse, but agreed to leave together in his vehicle and avoid problems that may arise.

Also, Sanada had achieved the permission of the company, who gave a week's holiday. Genichirou was something not expected, and maximum waiting about three days but was told it was such an excellent worker, even a week was not enough to make every effort at their institution, but it was because it was an essential element for the company could not give more days in favor.

When I was standing, he realized he still had a little time for breakfast. Or maybe Sanada wait for something to eat, making sure the boy would not eat a bite until you reach the agreed time. I knew he was.

It was not long when he heard the car engine stopped, knowing that it was his friend, and that was exactly eight o'clock, agreed time by Yukimura. Minutes after the bell rang home and opened the door letting the highest, as formal as ever. Sanada saw the dining table where breakfast was prepared and peliazul thanked for the gesture, saying he should not bother him. They sat under a soft classical music, began to eat.
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"Really, you need not take this aspect seriously all the time. You have to unwind a bit now that we're just going to have fun, Seiichi began to speak, causing the tan to look up at him.

"Not that I do on purpose, Seiichi-ruled the dark, losing count of times a child made him such observations. It was true, most of the time could say that his serious face was just what he represented, but when I wanted to feel a little more relaxed, it was such an impossible task, that all this imperturbable composure was difficult to change.

Genichirou finished breakfast and offered to wash the used, as gratitude for the hospitality and goodwill of the boy in preparation. Later, they left the house to take a trip to the agreed place, with a warmth that was unusual, having just started the summer. Yukimura did not complain, but could not deny that he felt quite uncomfortable with the warm day. Turned on the radio just to confirm his theories and find professional voices, the day was to be the hottest year-round, with temperatures exceeding thirty years, temperatures did not rise as several years ago.

took a little water and with the same owner of the place, was put wind to cool a bit, knowing that the car's air conditioning was on, but it seemed it was not enough, or rather, was not entirely effective. Observed Sanada, who was ... same as always, but occasionally raised his head somewhat annoying, apparently due to heat.

-Seiichi, "Are you right? I ask the eldest, a little worried about the apparent state of his friend, who certainly was not all good.

"I'm fine, when we get to the place, I can go out for some air," said smiling. No need to worry.

Sanada, not very satisfied, continued to run without making a comment on the status of the boy, until they reached the place. And what things did not look quite right when they were coming to the famous botanical gardens and the people who thronged near the entrance in droves, made everything more unpleasant. Even with this scenario, Sanada was a little relieved when she saw Seiichi a bit more spare that for some few minutes ago, but strangely no less surprised and pleased by the number of people who managed to spot.

-Go. And I thought the heat would make it less crowded, but it is exciting to see so many people interested in this type of event, "said a little impressed.

- Perhaps no free lunch? I ask Genichirou surprised, since it was not at all, that all who were there, noticed a woman with three children each, adolescents with rare appearances and many foreign tourists, have the same perception of nature as Yukimura had it, but said no more, and that in exchange for his innocent comment, it was a withering look.

They left the car near the coast, no less busy, but at least there were so many people as was the botanical garden and its immediate surroundings. They quoted the hotels were nearby and had booked rooms for six days, following the suggestion of Yukimura to seize every day that his friend was for vacation, knowing that I would never do something like that within a year or more.

After leaving your luggage at the hotel, went back into the car to the place of the opening, as Sanada had insisted that the distance was considerable time ago, leaving behind the recommendation of another to walk and take the gentle breeze that was on the coast. No doubt it was difficult to move quickly in the vehicle, but could get there in less time, at about half past nine.

walked slowly, when they got off the car, knowing that they could not go deeper, while Yukimura looked interested in the people walking by his side, as if looking for someone in particular. Sanada just wanted to get input and to quickly find a cool place where there are so many children find they shouted as if they had never had a vacation in his life, shouting how happy they were to have both instead of entertainment nearby. The tan did not blame, several times he had heard those cries, with arms to the sky included in sign of joy, by Kirihara. Until

noticed the obvious.

- Looking for someone? Asked curious. Yukimura seemed not to have heard, since it was focused on every face I saw happen.

"I wondered if we could find someone known in these parts. It would be really a surprise.

"So that was it," muttered the most relieved, thinking the boy was waiting for someone else which he did not know. Yukimura often omitted half of its plans to organize, just because it was quite funny that I knew all of one, since they do not enjoy much. He said that the surprises were part of the fun of an adventure.

A few meters to the entrance, Yukimura would have sworn he had seen a boy with hair algae run around, but then could not see, as there was zigzagging past so that if you add the fact people would not let him see more than two meters, could not be sure. What I had noticed was the large rucksack on his back indication that he would stay at camp, specifically near the lake, as this was the only place where you could do this activity, which did not dismiss the idea of going over there within a day or latest tomorrow. may have been more fun camping , Seiichi thought to himself, but was not disappointed at all, he could come and go as he wanted to these places, even being dragged Sanada.

Lost in his thoughts, he suddenly heard his name. He turned his eyes to see if Sanada had been, but the boy was rather annoyed, without much evidence called him. Surely it was someone else, he was not the only one to have that name after all.

- Yukimura! "This time it was loud and clear, so do not hesitate to turn around and find out who was the bearer of that voice.

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NaNoWriMo: The Red Moon. Cap 3.

Title: The Red Moon.
Chapter: Three.
Characters: Marui Bunta, Jackal Kuwahara. Renji Yanagi Mentions.
Gender: Mystery, Thriller and Suspense (LOL according to the NaNo)
Rating: PG-13 .
Warnings: AU .
Summary: Here.

Chapter Three

Bunta Marui always be a type characterized by relaxed, easy going, carefree, but after all, a good person. Not that those things have changed from night to morning, however, the years not spent in vain. In his twenty years of age, the redhead had been working at a prestigious pastry, one of his biggest dreams and also one of the few things that was proposed and met when the teen was just beginning.

In fact, his biggest dream was always to establish its own bakery, but still lacked experience and otherwise money. He was not impatient, however, since the fact of being in a place surrounded by loved sweets.

His aspiration to become the best serve and volley tennis player had left behind for some time, when he left school. However, it was fun to be admired and envied by many, although considered a genius and openly demonstrate in the tennis courts. Now he was a genius in the kitchen and no one could object to that.

Their working hours are often not allowed to have much free time as I wanted, but there was always room on weekends to get a ride to his brothers. But he was concerned that if he continued no time for anything, never get a girlfriend. Was concerned that much! Was in the prime of his twenties and felt I could not enjoy them fully.

- Marui-kun! The voice of an elegant woman, which could be seen as the owner of the bakery, called him suddenly while he was waiting near the oven biscuits. The woman was about forty, but his youthful countenance conveyed trust and closeness to its employees and the general public, when it came to events. Marui dreamed of one day having all of that charisma that women had to create their own business and be as famous again as when it was in tennis.

"At your orders," the redhead got up, having been supported on a table so poorly suited to being in front of his boss. Made a quick bow and waited patiently until she spoke again.

"I need you're in charge of an order which will take place in a few weeks," said the woman as she wrote something in his booklet notes. It would have been able to see significant brightness Bunta's eyes if he had not yet been with his view on what he was writing, because the boy seemed that they had given the best news of his life. "Being in charge of an event? I certainly had never been in charge something important and generally, it was always a baker over the orders of the senpai who were directing it commissioned. He waited anxiously for the details, but did not know if I could continue to keep his mouth shut.

- Where? "Could not help wanting to know in great detail all that had to do.

will open in three weeks, the botanical garden near the sea, Have you heard? -Marui nodded hastily to continue. Well, then you know where it is, so I'll spare you details about it. Precisely because it is the opening of the place, held a dinner with the owners and the authorities close. This program forward. Marui

noted the agenda submitted and tried to smile proud, because I was anticipating the success that would have its role as leader of the mission , as he called himself.

"This is just a piece of cake," he murmured, as the woman turned around to leave the kitchen without having heard it, of course. Jackal sure helps me carry everything.

...

Kuwahara Jackal still could not understand some things about Japanese culture in its entirety. They found things they do not sense: too many odd things around, combined with fashion West, did see many of them bordering on the grotesque. He had always been a man of low profile, finally settling in helping his father in the Brazilian food restaurant, a small family business that had grown positively over the years.

Occasionally he met Marui in food orders that they should stop at events or other commitments of the sort. His friend had not changed much either, still maintained that youthful spirit that contrasted with his usual calm, inequality of personalities that complement each other perfectly did when they used to play doubles at the school.

The brown head is still shaved, facilitating turn the work of the kitchen as well, to remember their teacher in Brazil and their years in high school. What had become of them all? Asked the boy is homesick, after all took different paths after leaving school. Life was inevitable and could not be together all the time, but had reached a point where not even know the phone number or e-mail from someone more than Marui, extra reason why he could not communicate with anyone. Were announcing a hot summer, but the Jackal was accustomed to such summers thanks to the South American continent. Unfortunately

had a well deserved vacation for quite some time. As manager of the restaurant when his father was not, should be more than two outstanding eyes missing nothing and if anything happened, he was responsible to fix it. Expected soon from the home economy is sufficiently stable to be a holiday and hire someone you trust to replace him for a week, or maybe a couple of days at least.
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While Brazilian dishes for a common American customers, a familiar figure came through the doorway of the tent. He could not immediately distinguish it, since it was carefully serving dishes on the table and for any reason I went to look up and make a mistake so childish like kicking something, so when vacated, could clearly see his old friend Bunta Marui sit in one of the few tables that were still vacant at lunchtime.

"Hello, Jackal, greeted the cheerful red, with an eye while inviting the other to sit.

"Oh, it's good to see you," he said encouraged Jackal equally, while he sat in front of the boy. It is unusual to come over here just to say hello, "she said, suspecting some kind of favor. Despite the clear hint of Brazil, contrary to a compliment, Bunta not seem undeterred and continued with the same features had been initially.

"I want to help me in bringing about three weeks commissions blurted without even bothering to ask if he was available or not by that date.

- Within three weeks? But Bunta, know that I can not leave the restaurant ...

- Take a holiday! -Ran off suddenly, causing the other a bit startled. Long ago do not you take a few days to just rest, you know. I want you to have that day off to help me. If we are unemployed early, we can rest near the botanical garden, there are several places to enjoy nearby.

- Garden botanist? Jackal asked, intrigued. Marui nodded his head.

-is the beginning and I was given the great task of bringing the whole banquet. Is not it great to have chosen a person like me as a leader of this mission? "She said proudly. Jackal sighed resignedly, seeing that the boy would have no intention of changing their habits of greatness in a while, but did not complain because it was more than accustomed to their eccentric ways.

"I'll see that I can do about it, but I promise anything. I'll call you to confirm, "he announced finally yielded brown. A Marui is brightened.

"I like the attitude. You must rest from time to time, so you can not say no.

"Not that help you with that is a synonym of rest," said the boy Bunta half ironic, knowing it was definitely a fact that was not going to do.

"Do not be pessimistic. If we finish before we part of the day off and I told you we can go somewhere near there, so make sure you need to take vacation.

were talking a little more about some recipes that Marui was experimenting with some new cakes to take into account the Jackal and eventually include in its menu. It was customary that both share some culinary knowledge in different areas to complement-over by the South American dishes, the list for consideration in the daily menu.

was already decided: they had agreed to meet around seven o'clock in the work of Bunta to carry all the goods to the place intended. And to be honest, the main reason I went for Marui Jackal, was because the boy had his father's truck driving sometimes, providing more work to bring everything in order. In addition, the redhead had great confidence in his friend, much more than a few co-workers whom he shared every day and what lie, also vacated after all that and take the rest of the day, when he learned that the place had many parts which could have fun.

The Jackal day had arrived and was off work on time the boy, hoping to leave with all the banquet. He waited about ten minutes, but there was no evidence that out yet, so I decided to get off the vehicle and enter the site to see what was doing, and he thought he probably was struggling to carry all at once.

Tap the door before entering, but there was no response. When he entered the place, found the redhead talking to her boss, apparently because he could hear some things in a polite and otherwise quite rare in the boy.

- Jackal! Marui cried arrive early to notice his presence.

-S-yes, "she whispered, knowing they were already about twenty minutes later than agreed. Seizing the moment, the self-proclaimed boy genius, introduced Jackal with his supervisor, telling him to go with that would come faster and the goods would be safer there.

After the formalities, the dark helped to carry everything you need to pick carefully, efficiently arrange things to avoid problems at the time to get everything when they arrived and had some setbacks. Jackal admitted that things were more imagined, but then he reconsidered, knowing it was the opening of a large size, where many important people would attend the area, but it was not an excuse to feel a little more tired than normal. Perhaps it was so hot that day did everything heavier, because the sun seemed to burn earlier than usual, and he was used to load goods from his shop every morning.

could also noted that his friend was trying hard to keep up and not give up so soon, since he could see the continuous beads of sweat streaming down his face. Bunta knew did not like doing a lot of these things, but was striven to do their job, now that I had assigned for the first time as the desk clerk in one place.

- You two! Help your boss to take these things! "Complained the red when he saw that two of his deputies were still inside the premises. He left the last box in the car to sit on another case that was not yet accommodated inside, while the other two began to help. Today it's hot!

"That's true," Jackal said in agreement. This is the hottest morning I've had in these days of summer.

When finally save everything and make sure everything was in place, left about eight o'clock. They still had time, as they would be about forty minutes or even less at the entrance of the botanical garden, so not to worry.

However, when I finally had arrived at exactly thirty-five minutes, they found that everything was a mess. There were people in droves and if walking through all the tumult seemed to be quite a feat, the power to enter with a vehicle would be quite an epic.

"I knew there would be people, but never thought it was all over Japan," said Marui stunned and wondering how you can tell he had arrived on time. I did not want to get off the car, it was already too exhausted to carry the boxes and having to do the same to let them into the great hall that could be seen in the distance.

"I'll try to get in, but I do not dwell little, comforted the dark, knowing that the auto company Marui was behind you, waiting.

spent about half an hour when I finally managed to close the room to leave everything. Marui seemed no power and only approached the manager who would get to organize things ahead of time. Should be in place at least until noon, as obviously was the representative of your company and wanted to serve in the best way possible.

When at last the Jackal vehicle was completely empty, Bunta agreed with leaving the car there and around noon or later, happen to find him along with him as he was now a few laps around the garden and took advantage of visiting other places nearby.

And it would have been a good idea if not for the brutal heat that seemed to be increasing as they advanced the hours. And was past nine o'clock and there was no close tag that gourd even a little sun, so there was no choice but to seek shade and survive at the cost of drinks and ice cream. Bunta he mentioned several places that I could go and never get bored, he says, so before you visit the botanical garden, which he left as the final destination, "left the place looking for a small lake that was near cabins and green areas suitable for camping.

strolled casually, looking at the amount of people that is unmoved by the possible thirty degrees celsius which time we could feel. It seemed unlikely, but then, near some craft stores, saw a figure very similar to that of a partner in their school years. He walked slowly to make sure he was and was not wrong, but had traces of failing sight, definitely the tall, watching all with a quiet disturbing was Renji Yanagi.

- Yanagi? -Checked the man behind the dark, waiting to turn around to see it. No doubt he was right, now that the brown facial features were formed in a mild surprise.

-Jackal-spoke as serene as ever, doing a small study from head to toe so subtle that Jackal was probably not noticed. It's been five years since the last time I saw you.

-Ehh ... yeah, about five years, "he stammered. Yanagi was sure the bill, but had been so long that he had no idea. Then he looked a suitcase at her feet, so I hurried to ask the reason for it. Are you coming to camp?

- Is not it obvious? Asked fun. While the dark did not find it funny at all, perceiving in part, the irony of the message. Very easily have convinced me to come and stay a weekend around here.

-O I see, "said Jackal uncomfortable, not wanting to ask who this man was apparently expected, as perhaps was his girlfriend, a relative or close friend.

-Akaya.

- How, Akaya? Brown asked mechanically, without fully comprehending.

"I'm waiting Akaya. Surely that was what you had in mind to ask, "said impassively, but not much has changed in terms of timeliness, in fact, a general appearance. Therefore, estimated to reach about forty minutes later than agreed.

"That will come too," said Akaya Jackal lively, now that I knew there'd come a hair too dark to ... Algae? I did not think he had changed his appearance, and even thought it might have longer hair just for the fact that he was too lazy to cut it.

Renji decided to accompany the boy arrived, and while talking about the things they were doing lately. Jackal told him that maybe he and Marui could spend the rest of the day with them, as the redhead had completed its work with the banquet, having the whole afternoon available. Yanagi agreed with the idea, but to start, had to find a suitable place to settle for the rest of the order week. They continued to talk about things rather routine, when the chestnut was able to see over the shoulder of Jackal two men who walked directly toward the entrance of the botanical garden.

-I would call him to come walking around here on another occasion, Yanagi said more to himself than to Jackal, and that man is a little bewildered.

- Akaya You mean? South American asked confused. The major made a gesture to follow him with his eyes. It was incredible, but Jackal could not have asked both the notice to the other two people a few feet from his place.

These people were Sanada Genichirou and Seiichi Yukimura. Time

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I have to say I did not want to see it in the LJ of marbius and I had met with his statements about it. But my mother has convinced me that we saw together, with all my pleas not to do it because I did not get to mourn. I have stayed a bit during some scenes talking to aelilim so so hard not to feel the impact of a sad scene.
I have not said it is "always by your side "with the beautiful dog" Hachi "and co-starring Richard Gere. Until I reached the end, only released three tears. But in the end I felt that throat and tear over time. In part, I think the film touched my heart because I thought of this Siberian Husky named Kevin who was my brother, who missed a day. * Sighs * But they are so loyal dogs ...

Finally, fifteen days left in the year eight to be Christmas. And I was hoping this time all year!

Come on, little people who take the time to read my insanities, leave a "smudge" in this entry if you want something for Christmas. From what I can offer are:
~ A fic with the pairing you want (but I know of them, this includes HP, TH and other bands [under Super Junior or something, I am amateur in them].) ~ Icons
what you want.
~ Signatures, banners, graphics or PS walls.
~ Send cards, little notes, etc.. (This might be a little unlikely)
~ I do not know what you want I can do.

I ask nothing in return, of course you would want to give me something wonderful, Nama "check them" in the sig. list:
~ A firm, wall, Tom graphic.
~ A fic Torg.
~ A postcard from where you live for me (:
~ Tom with a bow tie on its head, Bill and threesome included.
Icons ~ Tom or Bill, if you can of your e Schrei little or Zimmer.
~ A fic mega, super twc fluffy.

And good morning entry and here you can to finish the year you re good humor (?).

Uy, I had been forgotten. I promised.

I'm the one in front of Tom, * coughs * the center (H), with gray and pink blouse chamarrita.

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NaNoWriMo: The Red Moon. Cap 2.

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NaNoWriMo: The Red Moon. Cap 1.

Here is the first chapter of "novel" I wrote for NaNoWriMo last month. 50 000 words just came out because I divided into chapters from the beginning, but may the amount varies according to what you review and editing.

Title: The Red Moon.
Chapter: One
Characters: Rikkai, mainly Akaya Kirihara.
Gender: Mystery, Thriller and Suspense (LOL according to the NaNo)
Rating: PG-13 .
Warnings: AU .
Summary: Here.

Chapter One

Akaya Kirihara returned to his home about nine o'clock at night after having spent the afternoon playing in the arcade that was in the center mall near her home. The weather was not such a thing, because his life was surprisingly deep in the studies, now he has more responsibility to have decent grades in college. Either way, his personality was so explosive and always normal, with the same ambitions to be the best. Without doubt, the temperament was something that could change from night to morning.

To her relief, the holidays are approaching faster pace than expected, to feel the days getting warmer. He scratched his head lazily, keeping intact those impossible dark hair, which seemed to have been entangled for life and therefore keeping the nickname of "head of algae" to this day, since a senpai at school that had begun to call it annoying fashion.

Come to think of it, what would in the summer? Of course I wanted to relax and enjoy some precious time with his game that still kept as treasures in a box under her bed. By rumors of his companions, there was no significant extracurricular activity in kinesiology, so your days of leisure would be more. It was also announced that a much hotter summer than normal and was not at all refreshing stay home every day, so its not thrilling game as much as high school, when after school was next to Marui-senpai and Jackal-senpai to ... What would life Marui-senpai and Jackal-senpai?

finally got home, verifying that only his mother was in it. His older sister had left there for two years ago when he decided to get married and go live in the capital. At first, Akaya felt more alone than I could support, so after crying a little on the day of parting, never expressed his feelings about it and just wished him luck as well warn you that if that bastard I did something, he personally would smash his face.

went into the kitchen and took a glass of milk. Then he looked forward without much television that talked about a series of murders of which no one knew the exact whereabouts of the perpetrator. They claimed that it was a smart guy, very normal in appearance and not spent thirty years of age. It was said that his personality suited to an individual rather charismatic, pleasant and friendly, at first glance not be confused with a guy who never liked to play with people's deaths. Akaya remained inert in front of the TV a few seconds, while his countenance relaxing to hear that this had happened in America, something quite common for those parts. He had not help but feel a chill with the descriptions of the deaths of the victims, so I instinctively changed the channel. He stopped at one when he realized that the sports section was about to begin, so I sat on the nearest chair with his glass in hand, decided to stay and watch.

His eyes softened a little when the driver was talking about the Wimbledon championship to be held in a few days. He could not help but recall with nostalgia their high school years and his desire to become the number one tennis player Rikkai Dai, their failed attempts to defeat the so-called three demons that made it difficult the dream of reaching the top and the two championships won by his team when he was in first and third years respectively. The bitter taste was still in its second year when they lost the final, but the next, in part because they were his superiors, "could reverse the situation and be proud of itself to achieve a championship with its own efforts and dedication to principle to finish.

What happened to all those yearning to follow the dream of becoming a professional tennis player, then? Honestly, even he knew exactly. Perhaps it was because his superiors not followed that line and focused on objectives that had little to do with tennis. The fact that Japan is not exactly a country that exported quantities of talented players did not help at all and thought of something more tangible and profitable. It was also true that he himself was characterized as someone with great maturity, but even an idiot would know to follow a naive dream would not last a lifetime, think later.

He walked slowly to his room, picking up his thoughts of doing a few hours ago, wondering what the hell was the lives of Marui-senpai and Jackal-senpai. Was it appropriate to call them yet? That was a habit he could not leave her overnight, especially knowing that for years have not seen enough to call them otherwise. Marui-senpai probably already had a bakery with all this obsession with candy. Jackal-senpai seemed the most focused of all, so I figured it working or studying something more normal, "Or maybe he went to Brazil? It was not really imagine utopian, but news had not heard about it, so it was probably still in the country. At least I'd know by Yanagi-senpai, so far the only one that had maintained communication. And it was not to talk much, the last time was almost three months ago, but usually not talking about the lives of others that invincible team regular, but rather things current and realistic, and ask for help in biomechanics and increase their physical capacity every time I played tennis on weekends at the street courts with friends and classmates.

Of course, there was always that when you made friends in school, after a few years lost the contact and each sought new friends according to their interests that have successfully developed and nurtured in your life as something more permanent when was fifteen or sixteen years old. Akaya could not say that he missed, but sometimes she could feel a little more nostalgic, remembering those days where everything was simpler and where just beginning to explore the world that those friends helped him find. He admitted that it was annoying to be disturbed on several occasions but could not help thinking that after all, had contributed to what he had now.

"How pathetic to think about those things just murmured, lying on his bed, unconsciously playing with a tennis ball out of his desk.

He glanced idly at the window, where he was a beautiful full moon. The sky was clear and I could appreciate the warmth of summer, despite of missing a few days to finish the spring.

And ... Why had he gone to play the arcade?

Suddenly, the air of his room was gone and choked him indoors more than usual. With little desire to be up and opened the window a little, letting the cool night breeze. Had they noticed a hotter summer, right? Really needed this holiday season, therefore, think of a place to go and should be among its priorities. Yanagi-senpai perhaps shuffled many options, so he promised he would call when final exams were finished. Leaned back in his bed, this time sleeping, as the accumulated fatigue of the week it was exhausted; think much was not at his specialty and that I was more stressed than normal, sleeping more hours than they normally did, because if not enough sleep, ran the risk of falling asleep in class, which was often and quite typical of his party, so had to take certain steps to not keep doing it.

Luckily, minutes after his eyes were closed easily, quickly falling into a deep sleep until it lifted its loud alarm of a jump to the next morning. But he had forgotten something, had set the alarm clock at six o'clock by inertia, being that it was the weekend. Not that he cared and had no force or open his eyes again, so if it sounded, just raise your right arm and go out, continuing their precious hours of sleep.

The next morning, he set out the night before his alarm went off, she was startled and almost immediately sought her hand awkwardly in order, but when I played, it plummeted to the ground, making even more noise than before. However, after the crash, all was the usual silence of the morning. I was about to return to his bed and back to sleep after picking the clock and leave it on your nightstand, but your phone did otherwise. Morocho thought that perhaps he had left the phone with the alarm set, since he used to do that when I knew that the day would be unable to get up so easily. However, the machine started again, hinting that it definitely was not the alarm, but someone was calling. I answered reluctantly and still asleep, nodded ruefully, occasionally muttering some few monosyllables.

He dropped abruptly on the bed and then get up almost instantly, knowing that should come out into the street tennis courts in a few hours. Dropped directly into the kitchen to eat something before you go, meeting with his mother. He greeted her briefly, taking a cup to fill with milk. It was common to drink milk regularly, since it was a habit she had acquired since high school.

turned on the TV set to meet again with this frightening news of North American mass murderer. Were not yet concrete leads as to who was this guy and what his real purpose to such slaughter. Only were these sketches of a suspected safe profile and testimonials from people who heard something or were close to the victims. But he could not understand more than the information in the news Japanese, because the rest was obviously English, which he never learned much beyond the basics, one of the most hated subjects in all hated in school.

What reasons had to kill? The boy thoughtfully reasoned, surrendering to the curiosity of the news. "Surely there must be crazy" , concluded after a few minutes meditating on the possible mindset of the type and the causes that led to such acts.

He offered no other around the bush and took his things to leave. It was a cool spring morning, ideal to go out and play sports. Spent by small commercial premises where there was the odd arcade, thinking how awful it had been to play the previous evening and how quickly that was frustrated to see that as playing, the result was worse. Still saw no reason for returning to play after months of not doing so, but neither given much importance, as it came to the place predestined, meeting with some guys to whom I knew years ago in their neighborhood, taking out his racket almost immediately and challenging them to play a set, temporarily forgetting their previous thoughts.

The results of the games were usually the same: Kirihara finished playing against two or three boys and ended up winning six games to four, average. Although tennis had become just a weekend pastime, still maintained the hunger for victory and their physical abilities intact its twenty-two years old. On the contrary, if he lost a match, his irritation was unquestionable, but losses did not know for quite some time anyway.

- Hey, Akaya! "The last guy who won, went to the dark-haired, who sat with a bottle of cooling water, pulling from his bag with the hand that was unoccupied, a towel. Kirihara watched with some interest, since it brought in their hands on something like a brochure. I heard you were looking for somewhere to spend the summer and yesterday I just learned this.

The boy handed him the paper that took Akaya low sensitivity, reading. Was about a botanical garden that would open to the public in a few weeks, with discounted tickets for the season to come. The tangled-haired child found the boy who was perplexed by his side, as if the idea of visiting a botanical garden in the summer was a great thing. It was more, the mere idea of thinking to be out there was ridiculous: I had no idea of plants and stuff! Neither was interested in knowing. What little I knew plant was what Yukimura-Buchou had taught him years ago when he inadvertently took a while his master was in the hospital, finding out later by Yagyuu-senpai, that this plant was unfit to care for her in a like that. So I gave up on giving that kind of thing or know anything about them.

"I'm not interested," he murmured, returning the leaf. It's not fun, was justified, but in reality, meant to think about walking out there was just stupid.

"I do not understand my point, Akaya-the smile of the boy was too attractive to not wanting to know more So what prompted the curious look to continue. Nearby there is a place where you can camp. It is well known among young people. There is talk of an urban legend that is about strange deaths.

- Strange deaths? Kirihara asked hurriedly, trying not to sound as scared as I thought to be. Helplessly, his thoughts were to fall directly to the news which told about an author remains unknown, causing such macabre murders that could compare with those seen in movies or video games in their own fight. Until that point, the idea captivated the botanical garden a little more, but not much liked the fact that death were walking around for places where he just wanted to relax and have fun.

"Yes." There is a widespread rumor yet, but sure to be popular with the opening of this place, "he said happily pointing out the pamphlet, while Akaya still could not find the positive case. You could consider it.

"Yeah, sure," automatically, taking the role that it had again received.

noted the brochure again, seeing how naive and happy that showed the ad to people, hiding who knows what things about this place. Surely the types involved knew this or else, were responsible for the rumor about the deaths and because of this, they opened a botanical garden to avoid suspicion. Finally, Akaya rose from the bench, hitting mentally think of the mind these past few days. Strangely

the case, was that this whole issue was seducing him more than necessary. He could not deny that the studies they had exhausted, but had not had an adventure in years. Her life was becoming dull and boring, knowing that if he did something good on holiday, come in a bad mood and even more hysterical than it already was now.

Thought it would be a good idea to call Yanagi-senpai and ask about the veracity of these rumors, but now admitted that if his superior belied all feel a little disappointed. Anyway, I had decided and went to investigate a bit more about it before you pack your bags and take a trip.

Kept all his belongings into his bag and left the place even a little earlier than usual, apologizing that he had things to do. He reached his house, heading straight for the bathroom to get a quick shower and back to his room. By doing so, he set his computer and searched the network's announcement of the new garden botanist who was inaugurated the first days of summer. And do not take long to find it: a website decorated in a flamboyant, almost equal to or worse than the announcement of the paper where indicated that direction. But no deaths. None of urban stories which talk about murders or anything like that. It was very obvious, he thought Akaya then none of this would go on the Internet, unless the source was of someone who has gone to that place, learning about the incident or the best, who has lived in the flesh about the event, almost bordering on the supernatural.

sought between the contacts on your mobile phone number Yanagi-senpai. Sure he knew about that and if you did not know better, because I would not hesitate in finding out background on the issue. He waited impatiently answered, so when I heard the tone, he hastened to speak.

- Yanagi-senpai! Q-

wanted to ask ... "Are you talking to your mailbox Renji Yanagi. At this moment I can not assist you, but please leave a message if urgent after the tone.

-Y-Yanagi-senpai, "he began slowly Akaya. I hated those damn automated messages at the end because nobody listened to them, but it was too urgent motive. Anyway, decided to leave the message if I read it, but I could always call you back or at another time. I Akaya. The truth is that not exactly express what I wanted to ask, but I need to know about a certain place, related to some rumors that probably should know if they are true or not. E-that's all. I hope to receive your call back. Goodbye.

not even five minutes had passed when his phone rang, while the boy was cursing himself for the lack of vocabulary every time he spoke by telephone with his senpai. Seeing the sender could not help but smile, knowing that the information just given, it was too fascinating for someone like-once-called master .

- Akaya?