hates me. I hated since the day I signed and prevented me from leaving comments since then. But now it just will not let me enter my account and it seems like the height of his revenge ... xD
OK, say I am a dramatic, haha. In short, it seems I'll have to create a new account or something, and advising them go, for now, I leave a new spoiler, this time for the Ashes and Snow yaoi fanfic.
This chapter is already finished, but while I decide what to do with my account will remain in my folders.
Ashes and Snow Chapter 2. Things join us
"You're so drunk that I was ashamed to just look at you, Milo. How did you come live up here, "said Kanon disgusted voice, which contrasted not with the concern in his eyes.
"Go and take in the ass," he growled, dragging the words and trying to stand.
Kanon stood still, arms crossed as he watched the other Greek his vain attempts to join. Really not sure how to act, to try to help meant fight, open your mouth and say anything mean fight, Gemini began to think to breathe the same air meant to Milo, reason enough to shift the anger to any daring.
Defeated, angry and feeling the urge irrefutable given to the twin shocks, sat with his back against the cold marble column, looking the largest with a challenging look, but he seemed to give reasons for this, so he decided to take the first excuse that crossed his mind urging him to fight.
- How much do I admire? Want to check that not only my Scarlet Needle perforarte able to tears? Spat with the voice broken by alcohol intake.
The most completely ignored him, keeping his head upright posture, refusing to yield to provocations, but Milo was foolish as Ely was not only willing to go without quench their thirst for violence.
- How does it feel, Kanon? "He said with a smile biting, charging back into the column so that it will help you get up, which got just-How does it feel to be here as the bastard you are, kissing Athena feet? Pretending to be Saga, each running as poodle she snaps her fingers, fulfilling the whims because its cute now Pegaso is more dead than alive Makes you feel good, use your armor and stroll with your fucking face stamped on the face? You will never be Saga. He was what you'll never be ...
- Shut up, idiot! He exclaimed with hands and teeth clenched so tight that his mouth suddenly tasted blood. He made his attempt, but Milo could become terribly annoying when they put their words filter.
- Do truth hurts? "He spat, raising his chin haughtily," Idiot me? "Laughed thunderously and then squinted, him a look full of anger really Kanon producíay not that he knew should not dump on him, but were at that point and either used as back-You're much more than I pretend that everything is going well on this site! -Going to extend his arms to emphasize his words, but another dizziness and nausea made him shut up and take a deep breath.
- What shall I do, Milo? "Getting drunk every day and have sex with any of the buttocks I like you? He laughed sarcastically and broke with the distance between the other Holy Ely Gold, raising it by wearing a white shirt that day to be so close you could feel his breath against rough and choppy the skin of their faces, "Look! You are pathetic! Without fighting, without participating! Without realizing answer! You're right, Milo, I am very little, my brother should be here, not me I know that better than anyone!
Feeling that failure away from the Scorpion, was really going to grind to death, Kanon released him with a push that made the Greek crashed his head against the pillar that had ; to back. Walked away and looked at him angrily, cursing because the other was unable to rise e iniciar un duelo. Respiró profundamente para tranquilizarse, recolocó los pliegues de su capa blanca y se acercó nuevamente al escorpión celeste, inclinando el cuerpo hasta que sus ojos se encontraron.
—Yo soy escoria, dime algo que no sepa ya—entornó los ojos, pegando sus narices y Milo se encogió en su sitio, atemorizado—. Pero tú…das asco de lo patético que eres, en ti no hay más orgullo, ni distinción; te has vuelto egoísta porque just think of yourself and your pain. Want to Camus back? To be drunken not know or who you will not make you forget it Do you miss get in through his ass? Acting like a whore and open them to anyone, and stick it to anyone, nor satisfy your desire for it, "he growled, sticking dough into its face and narrowing his eyes, key ndoselos as if he could cross it from side to side, "What do you think, punk? That you boyfriend is not coming back, is as dead and as damned as my brother and there are going to rot until the end of time.
- Shut up! Saga Do not talk! No names Camus! How dare to utter their names with your filthy language? -But just laughed Kanon Ladino, throwing her head atrásy placing hands on hips.
- What is it? I do not scare me with your fake orgullo! No temo a seres débiles y pobres de espíritu como tú ¡Me causan lástima!
Un spoiler muy extenso, pero en fin, ahí lo tienen ;)
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