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This is BL BXB So dont like it dont read it... Simple..

This is a little Role play me and my friend tiny-french-vampire made and i changed it into a story. hehe

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So there I was. Typing away to my friend on the Internet like I do every day. She's a really nice person and its like we're secret twins or something with the amount of things we have in common. Such as our love for a most famous and godly writer, called Akihiko "Usagi" Usami, (or Akikawa Yayoi depending on what you like to read.) I often tend to write fan fictions about meeting him or do fan art about him and I can tell you now, between Prishant and I, we can list every thing about him. His likes and dislikes. His favourite things. We even managed to find out who his 1# person is and to our surprise, it was a guy. A normal guy, not at all fancy like Usagi-san is, but we can tell they fit so well. Not even that but I knew him! His name was Misaki and we had met while on a foreign exchange trip from England to Japan. I had attended his high school for 4 weeks and he was one of the first real friends I made over there. To be honest we had a hard time talking since his English was bad and my Japanese… well lets just say it was laughable, but we managed basic speech. When I left back for England I decided I would keep in touch with him and we became pen pals. I would never have guessed that he would be with Usagi-san.

Anyway so there we were, talking about how it seemed I was bullying our favourite author. You see recently I had been drawing pictures of him… That I guess you could say he wouldn't appreciate. Such as him in a dress, but to be honest I just wanted to know what it would look like.  I thought it still made him look cool, but Prishant and I were joking about how mad he would be if he found out and how because I had changed my icon on the Website I was using I was betraying him. We laughed and joked it off

"…And yah poor usagi-san is mad and is smoking none stop now"

"Oh god... he's gunna kill me isn't he"

"If you're not careful he may do!"

"He can't get me... I hope"

"How do you know that? He's a writer and can go anywhere in the world using any excuse"

"... So am i... maybe not and important one, but anyway I can beat Usagi easily. I'm friends with Misaki and I'll just say he's bulling me. Then misaki will have a stress at Usagi-san! Mwhahah"

"But what if Usagi-san quiets Misaki by doing.... You know.... And gets you when Misaki it too exhausted to stop him?"

"Then I would…"

I sat there laughing at all of the references I made. I knew we were joking so every next word that was said made me laugh even more. Not only was it impossible for him to ever know I bullied him, but how would he ever find out. This made a conversation even more amusing to me. Its not like he could really come and find me.

"I just saw the news! Usagi-san is in Britain!  Quickly! Hurry hide!"

I laughed at this remark more then ever and childishly followed along with our joke, flicking the muted Tele channel over to see the BBC news, giggling the whole time. What was I expecting to find? A huge report on how a famous author is rampaging though Britain?  To my horror there it was on the BBC news.  A tall angered man with sliver hair sat triumphantly in a gleaming red sports car, speeding through England.

"WHAT? WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING HERE"

"He says he came to meet a betrayed fan.... HIDE GIRL HIDE!"

Quickly I took my laptop and dashed under a near by table. Only after doing this I realised what little use it would be to do so, yet I felt better hiding under the table at a time like this. I kept typing to Prishant for all the details she could give me, since my tele was muted and there was no time to find the remote.

"OMG I'm not a betrayed fan... I still love him... I just.... Just…"

"Tell him when he comes then! Hurry he's in a very very fast car!! He's at a house!"

"Damn it! i will... i want his car.... Do you think he will understand?"

"Maybe, be calm, give him a teddy! He's the front door"

Wait one cotton picking second. There's no confirmation that it's me now is it. It could be any fan he's after. Thinking this seemed to calm me down. Its not like I was the only person out there.

BANG BANG BANG.

That was the sound of someone thumping at my door. I quickly got up smashing my head on the table I was under, but I didn't want to make him angrier by making him wait any longer than he had too. I quickly grabbed a near by teddy, which happened to be one of my newest. Luckily for me I collect teddies an awful lot since I love them, so I had one to hand. I ran down my stairs, jumping and swinging down the last 7 steps, landing gracefully at the bottom of the stairs. I felt quite good at that point since I had never managed to jump that far, but this was no time to be feeling cheerful or happy about this because the ever-angry Usagi-san was still at my door.

I stood shaking by my front door for a moment to collect my thoughts. It's ok. Just stay calm. This is just like acting and you can do that, can't you. But no matter how many calming words I was giving my self I couldn't help but be absolutely terrified. I raised my shaking hand to the door and slowly I turned the handle which initiated my doom.

"Why hello there Usagi-san. Can I interest you in this teddy"

Quickly I thrusted my teddy bear into his arms smiling like some lunitic. I was hoping that even though he stood there glaring down at me with his purple eyes that he wasn't intending to kill me.

"…Would you like to come in?"

He just looked at me for a second before quickly snatching the golden teddy and looking at it. Then he swung it under his arm and pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. Its seem time had slowed down as Usagi-san slowly inhaled the cigarette and then hastily puffed out.

"Now I hear you changed your icon from me to some guys with eye patches mmm?"

"Well... yes i did... but but but!"

I had to think of something really quick because as the silence, grew the chance for me avoid being killed by him was wearing thin. I had to turn to the only thing that has saved me in the past. To speak with out any thought at all. My wit.

"umm... Misaki was getting jealous because people kept commenting on how cute you looked and he said that only he could say that bout you."

I watched Usagi-san intensely, as he seemed to be processing this thought. Suddenly a smirk crept over his face like a spider over a web. I appeared my comment had taken some effect and work, but still all I could do was just stand there and hope for light words to be his next.

"Well then, I shall show him what I think of that. But you must show your loyalty to me, before I start writing little rumour stories about you."

"I will, I will. I promise Great Lord Usami! I have always been one of your beloved fans."

He stood there smirking to him self and I slowly smiled. I believe I may come out of this predicament alive.  As we stood there for a second in silence, I felt the mood lift and the aura for a thousand ton weight was lifted from my head.  Just then a thought struck me. This is problem my only chance to meet Usagi-san, so like a ninja I quickly took a picture of the beautiful man, with my mini camera. You see, a true photographer never ever forgets their camera wherever they go, no matter the situation. At that point I was so happy I followed those rules.

After that I watched, as Usagi-san seemed to remember something and hold up his hand in an action that implied I shouldn't move and to wait right there. I felt like he had frozen me there in place so I couldn't move, let a lone shouldn't move. I watched as he walked casually back to his expensive car leaned through the open window and pulled out a clear plastic bag. He walked back over me and held the bag out in front of my face.

"Here, Its from misaki…"

I went to take it from him when he quickly pulled his arm back and glared at me.

"How do you know him?"

Although in any other situation this question would seem friendly, right now it felt like fire. The deadly aura had returned and had already swarmed around me compressing my thoughts. Wait. Why was I so worried. I had a reasonable explanation to why I had met him, even though we live so far away.  So quickly I started trying to spew out why I knew him, in some logical order but I feared it sounded more like gobblty goop. He looked at me for a vague second and started to laugh.

" I know how you know him, I just wanted to see what you would do."

As he said that he handed me the bag and I took it off him. Well I should have expected Usagi-san would have done something like that. It seems like what he would do. But I think that when he asked with such evil thoughts he meant it. Kind of like a warning. STAY AWAY FROM HIM HE'S MINE, sort of thing. How cute.

I opened the bag and to my surprise I found a box which contained several different sweets covered in cream and fruit. One Éclair, two jam tarts and a slice of what seemed like chocolate cake. I want to know how he gets it right every time he sends me desert. It's like he's psychic. I quietly laughed to my self before I spoke again.

" Wow my favourite. How does he know. Did you not bring Misaki with you? Hasn't he always wanted to come to England with you?"

"He is in England, at the hotel, loving the lion bath taps."

"I see. So got any plans for Sightseeing?"

"He wants to see the London Eye, Big Ben, Buckingham palace, the usual places."

As he talked more and more out Misaki his face lit up more and even the smile returned to his face. Any idiot could tell that this guy was defiantly in love. I showed all over his face when he spoke and once again a small flash of my ninja'istic camera skills had captured that face.

"May i suggest London Dungeons? They're great!"

"Yes, but misaki will be scared stiff."

"Yes... that would become your advantage. Am I right?"

I watched as he laughed a little at my comment, making me feel much at ease. Somehow the atmosphere around him had changed. It didn't feel as tense and for some reason it felt much friendly. Not to mention the way we were talking now it seemed like we had been friends for a while.

"Well good luck with that"

"Thank you"

"hehe its my pleasure!"

"Want to come with us?"

"Yes please! I would love to."

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Description
This is BL BXB So dont like it dont read it... Simple..

This is a little Role play me and my friend tiny-french-vampire made and i changed it into a story. hehe

----

So there I was. Typing away to my friend on the Internet like I do every day. She's a really nice person and its like we're secret twins or something with the amount of things we have in common. Such as our love for a most famous and godly writer, called Akihiko "Usagi" Usami, (or Akikawa Yayoi depending on what you like to read.) I often tend to write fan fictions about meeting him or do fan art about him and I can tell you now, between Prishant and I, we can list every thing about him. His likes and dislikes. His favourite things. We even managed to find out who his 1# person is and to our surprise, it was a guy. A normal guy, not at all fancy like Usagi-san is, but we can tell they fit so well. Not even that but I knew him! His name was Misaki and we had met while on a foreign exchange trip from England to Japan. I had attended his high school for 4 weeks and he was one of the first real friends I made over there. To be honest we had a hard time talking since his English was bad and my Japanese… well lets just say it was laughable, but we managed basic speech. When I left back for England I decided I would keep in touch with him and we became pen pals. I would never have guessed that he would be with Usagi-san.

Anyway so there we were, talking about how it seemed I was bullying our favourite author. You see recently I had been drawing pictures of him… That I guess you could say he wouldn't appreciate. Such as him in a dress, but to be honest I just wanted to know what it would look like.  I thought it still made him look cool, but Prishant and I were joking about how mad he would be if he found out and how because I had changed my icon on the Website I was using I was betraying him. We laughed and joked it off

"…And yah poor usagi-san is mad and is smoking none stop now"

"Oh god... he's gunna kill me isn't he"

"If you're not careful he may do!"

"He can't get me... I hope"

"How do you know that? He's a writer and can go anywhere in the world using any excuse"

"... So am i... maybe not and important one, but anyway I can beat Usagi easily. I'm friends with Misaki and I'll just say he's bulling me. Then misaki will have a stress at Usagi-san! Mwhahah"

"But what if Usagi-san quiets Misaki by doing.... You know.... And gets you when Misaki it too exhausted to stop him?"

"Then I would…"

I sat there laughing at all of the references I made. I knew we were joking so every next word that was said made me laugh even more. Not only was it impossible for him to ever know I bullied him, but how would he ever find out. This made a conversation even more amusing to me. Its not like he could really come and find me.

"I just saw the news! Usagi-san is in Britain!  Quickly! Hurry hide!"

I laughed at this remark more then ever and childishly followed along with our joke, flicking the muted Tele channel over to see the BBC news, giggling the whole time. What was I expecting to find? A huge report on how a famous author is rampaging though Britain?  To my horror there it was on the BBC news.  A tall angered man with sliver hair sat triumphantly in a gleaming red sports car, speeding through England.

"WHAT? WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING HERE"

"He says he came to meet a betrayed fan.... HIDE GIRL HIDE!"

Quickly I took my laptop and dashed under a near by table. Only after doing this I realised what little use it would be to do so, yet I felt better hiding under the table at a time like this. I kept typing to Prishant for all the details she could give me, since my tele was muted and there was no time to find the remote.

"OMG I'm not a betrayed fan... I still love him... I just.... Just…"

"Tell him when he comes then! Hurry he's in a very very fast car!! He's at a house!"

"Damn it! i will... i want his car.... Do you think he will understand?"

"Maybe, be calm, give him a teddy! He's the front door"

Wait one cotton picking second. There's no confirmation that it's me now is it. It could be any fan he's after. Thinking this seemed to calm me down. Its not like I was the only person out there.

BANG BANG BANG.

That was the sound of someone thumping at my door. I quickly got up smashing my head on the table I was under, but I didn't want to make him angrier by making him wait any longer than he had too. I quickly grabbed a near by teddy, which happened to be one of my newest. Luckily for me I collect teddies an awful lot since I love them, so I had one to hand. I ran down my stairs, jumping and swinging down the last 7 steps, landing gracefully at the bottom of the stairs. I felt quite good at that point since I had never managed to jump that far, but this was no time to be feeling cheerful or happy about this because the ever-angry Usagi-san was still at my door.

I stood shaking by my front door for a moment to collect my thoughts. It's ok. Just stay calm. This is just like acting and you can do that, can't you. But no matter how many calming words I was giving my self I couldn't help but be absolutely terrified. I raised my shaking hand to the door and slowly I turned the handle which initiated my doom.

"Why hello there Usagi-san. Can I interest you in this teddy"

Quickly I thrusted my teddy bear into his arms smiling like some lunitic. I was hoping that even though he stood there glaring down at me with his purple eyes that he wasn't intending to kill me.

"…Would you like to come in?"

He just looked at me for a second before quickly snatching the golden teddy and looking at it. Then he swung it under his arm and pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. Its seem time had slowed down as Usagi-san slowly inhaled the cigarette and then hastily puffed out.

"Now I hear you changed your icon from me to some guys with eye patches mmm?"

"Well... yes i did... but but but!"

I had to think of something really quick because as the silence, grew the chance for me avoid being killed by him was wearing thin. I had to turn to the only thing that has saved me in the past. To speak with out any thought at all. My wit.

"umm... Misaki was getting jealous because people kept commenting on how cute you looked and he said that only he could say that bout you."

I watched Usagi-san intensely, as he seemed to be processing this thought. Suddenly a smirk crept over his face like a spider over a web. I appeared my comment had taken some effect and work, but still all I could do was just stand there and hope for light words to be his next.

"Well then, I shall show him what I think of that. But you must show your loyalty to me, before I start writing little rumour stories about you."

"I will, I will. I promise Great Lord Usami! I have always been one of your beloved fans."

He stood there smirking to him self and I slowly smiled. I believe I may come out of this predicament alive.  As we stood there for a second in silence, I felt the mood lift and the aura for a thousand ton weight was lifted from my head.  Just then a thought struck me. This is problem my only chance to meet Usagi-san, so like a ninja I quickly took a picture of the beautiful man, with my mini camera. You see, a true photographer never ever forgets their camera wherever they go, no matter the situation. At that point I was so happy I followed those rules.

After that I watched, as Usagi-san seemed to remember something and hold up his hand in an action that implied I shouldn't move and to wait right there. I felt like he had frozen me there in place so I couldn't move, let a lone shouldn't move. I watched as he walked casually back to his expensive car leaned through the open window and pulled out a clear plastic bag. He walked back over me and held the bag out in front of my face.

"Here, Its from misaki…"

I went to take it from him when he quickly pulled his arm back and glared at me.

"How do you know him?"

Although in any other situation this question would seem friendly, right now it felt like fire. The deadly aura had returned and had already swarmed around me compressing my thoughts. Wait. Why was I so worried. I had a reasonable explanation to why I had met him, even though we live so far away.  So quickly I started trying to spew out why I knew him, in some logical order but I feared it sounded more like gobblty goop. He looked at me for a vague second and started to laugh.

" I know how you know him, I just wanted to see what you would do."

As he said that he handed me the bag and I took it off him. Well I should have expected Usagi-san would have done something like that. It seems like what he would do. But I think that when he asked with such evil thoughts he meant it. Kind of like a warning. STAY AWAY FROM HIM HE'S MINE, sort of thing. How cute.

I opened the bag and to my surprise I found a box which contained several different sweets covered in cream and fruit. One Éclair, two jam tarts and a slice of what seemed like chocolate cake. I want to know how he gets it right every time he sends me desert. It's like he's psychic. I quietly laughed to my self before I spoke again.

" Wow my favourite. How does he know. Did you not bring Misaki with you? Hasn't he always wanted to come to England with you?"

"He is in England, at the hotel, loving the lion bath taps."

"I see. So got any plans for Sightseeing?"

"He wants to see the London Eye, Big Ben, Buckingham palace, the usual places."

As he talked more and more out Misaki his face lit up more and even the smile returned to his face. Any idiot could tell that this guy was defiantly in love. I showed all over his face when he spoke and once again a small flash of my ninja'istic camera skills had captured that face.

"May i suggest London Dungeons? They're great!"

"Yes, but misaki will be scared stiff."

"Yes... that would become your advantage. Am I right?"

I watched as he laughed a little at my comment, making me feel much at ease. Somehow the atmosphere around him had changed. It didn't feel as tense and for some reason it felt much friendly. Not to mention the way we were talking now it seemed like we had been friends for a while.

"Well good luck with that"

"Thank you"

"hehe its my pleasure!"

"Want to come with us?"

"Yes please! I would love to."

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