

ContrabandRyuusei sat with one arm on the swing, his other hand at his side while he looked down to the ground through the unkempt hair that covered his eyes. Slowly he went back and forth in the same manner, while his siblings and the other academy students played hide and seek in the other sections of the park. Ryuusei looked up at them, noticing that the others were all practically hiding on top of each other, a fact that the pig-tailed girl chasing them seemed to remain blind to. He did, of course, have a distinct advantage over the others, even the ones related to him. His bloodline had developed last week, just a few months shy of his eighth birtContraband


The StrifeAs he skirted along the border of the Tea and Fire country, Kazuo reflected on the shambles that he once called his life. He was supposed to bring about a new beginning for his clan, “spark a new fire” as his grandfather said. But instead he had ruined his life, his girlfriend’s life, his teammate’s lives and of course there was her: Kazuo didn’t know what to think of Aki, she wasn’t an ex-girlfriend or much of a friend either . . . . not that Kaz hadn’t tried. And yet she was to mother his child . . a child he could never know. He had toyed with the idea of suicide so often it almost consoled him, like a friend. That was the part that had scThe Strife
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