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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 12:48:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>oneshot  1859</title>
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  <description>Lol request to uplaod my one and only oneshot in my already 20 years long life ahhaha. &lt;br /&gt; there we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; About stairs and other mysteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; 1859&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG-15 sex implied, making out session lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; It has been a while since I have been having these one night stands with Hibari, as odd as it sounds. I don’t even know how I got myself into this situation. Well, I do know … but the logic behind it still escapes my understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warning:&lt;/b&gt;  writen by me, that says much XDDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day passed without sorrow or glory, just a day a normal teenager could have, if I ever considered myself a normal teenager, that is … but that’s beyond the point. The point is that I was so damn bored, that I could even go and ask the baseball freak to show me the goods of  baseball . Of course, I declined that idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tenth had been kidnapped by Reborn to do some special training. He didn’t explain much, but I knew I was not supposed to be there ,which left me little to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;- What to do, what to do….- &lt;/b&gt;I sighed loudly as I searched for my beloved box of cigarettes, hoping it would still have some left. Lately Bianchi had been delaying my monthly pay, which left me little to spare on my few vices, such as smoking. Hopefully there was one left, the last one for at least a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes had finished two hours ago, but that didn’t mean I could smoke in the corridors, because there would still be some teachers hanging around and I couldn’t allow my last reserves of nicotine go to waste. I went to the 3rd year’s floor stairs, knowing that no one would bother me there since they were all on a 5 day long trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat on the second step, took out my lighter and proceed to light my dear cigarette. I took a long drag and let the smoke enter my still-young lungs, despite the fact that I already knew how bad it was for my health. One, two, three drags. I stared at the ceiling… someone had written something, I couldn’t figure out what, since my eyesight had dropped a little. The message was written with small characters. Either way, I was sure it was nothing interesting, because writing on ceilings was a symptom of absolute boredom and nothing good could come from it. (Describing this was also a symptom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard steps coming closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Fuck…-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the planning I had done to secure my peaceful encounter with my nicotine friend, now all had gone to hell. Hibari Kyouya was staring at me from the stairs below. I felt my muscles tense in anticipation. The last time he found me smoking in school, I lost one tooth. I didn’t want to lose any more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got to my step and, to my surprise, he sat next to me. I stayed still. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;- No tonfas today?-&lt;/b&gt;I said with as much bravery as I could manage.I was not going to let him see how truly frightened I was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Want me to use them?- &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed quiet and he lowered his head so I couldn’t quite see his expression but I did see a trail of blood going down the left side of his face. Had he been training with Dino again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cigarette was consuming itself in my right hand. I decided, since today tonfas were not involved, to try and take a drag in front of him. As soon as my hand neared my mouth he grabbed my wrist and stopped me. I knew this was way too perfect to be real. &lt;br /&gt;In my head I could hear the sound of my nose breaking at the punch I was about to receive, but what happened was far from that and 10 times more shocking. &lt;br /&gt;He put my hand down and pressed his lips to mine with such force that I accidentally bit my bottom lip. I couldn’t move for a second or so, and then I tried to shove him off. His closeness was starting to make me feel numb and his scent was intoxicating me. I didn’t know my senses could react so strongly to anything, especially not him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt his tongue licking the blood of my bottom lip and later, trying to enter my mouth, which didn’t resist much. My cigarette fell to the floor. I gave in. I let his clumsy hands roam over my body with plenty of freedom (as much as a small step could provide). I too, let my hands roam over his body, under his shirt, feeling the warmth of his chest, his muscles adjusting to our movements. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a little carried away. Our movements and touches were growing bolder, and then, he stopped. It was so sudden that when I opened my eyes I had to wait 2 seconds to focus. We both were breathing heavily. His face was a mixture of emotions I could not pinpoint and his eyes were staring deeply into mine. He stood up and gripped my arm to make me follow him wherever the hell he wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt; That hit must have been a strong one in order to make Hibari act so boldly towards me (or anyone, in that kind of way), but I had no excuse, no concussion on my head, not yet at least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked fast through the corridor, Hibari being the guide. He stopped in front of one of the isolated 3rd years&apos; classrooms and made me enter before him. Then, he got in and closed the door with a key. I was not surprised by the fact that he owned one of the class’s master keys, what thrilled me was that click on the door which meant that there was no turning back.&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Nov 2007 17:06:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>FANART 50 EDWARD CULLEN</title>
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&lt;td&gt;1. don&apos;t look&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;26. it&apos;s not funny &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;2. they&apos;ll never know &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;27. just a scratch &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;3. I don&apos;t get it &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;28. what have I done? &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;4. found it&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;29. not listening &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;5. the writing on the wall &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;30. it was great &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;6. what now?&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;31. ghost &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;7.One More Inch&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. new place &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;8. one more time&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;33. it&apos;s my job &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;9. protection &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;34. teacher &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;10. power&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;35. liar &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;11. pleasure&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;36. cheater &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;12. waiting&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;37. thief&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;13. growing&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;38. closer &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;14. he&apos;s gone&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;39. that&apos;s a new smell &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;15. take me&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;40. &lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/fanart50/114409.html&quot;&gt;it&apos;s broken &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;16. leave me &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;41. lucky &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;17. accept it &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;42. was that for me? &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;18. &lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/fanart50/114409.html&quot;&gt;cold &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;43. bring it &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;19. when I was young &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;44. it&apos;s on &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;20. I feel old &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;45. get off &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;21. I feel better &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;46. once &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;22. good morning &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;47. twice &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;23. good choice &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;48. where am I? &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;24. not again &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;49. &lt;em&gt;artist&apos;s choice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;25. not the end &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;50. &lt;em&gt;artist&apos;s choice &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  <pubDate>Sat, 10 Nov 2007 22:57:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>DOUJINSHI  SALE</title>
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  <description>PREVIEW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j148/0kiwi0/portadaYY.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;pairing:&lt;/b&gt; Yamamoto x Hibari // Gokudera x Yamamoto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;language&lt;/b&gt;:English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;rating&lt;/b&gt;: soft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;pages:&lt;/b&gt; 34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;price:&lt;/b&gt; 5 EUROS + shipping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j148/0kiwi0/doujinsample.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Step one 1: &lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill and send this  form without ommitting anything to &lt;b&gt;kiwi.teashop@gmail.com&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name and Last name:&lt;br /&gt;E-mail:&lt;br /&gt;Adress:&lt;br /&gt;Shipping  mode : Certified(+secure+expensive) or normal (-secure+cheaper)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Signed or not signed&lt;/b&gt;(you can choose XD, i have no trouble doing a little drawing ,but as you choose)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Step 2: Payment &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Once you have made your order I will contact you and confirm the price+ the shipping costs.&lt;br /&gt;PAYPAL ONLY, you should pay via paypal^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Step 3: Confirmation and Shipping &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you have paid, send me an email and i will confirm it and proceed to send the doujinshi .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;- PayPal: How it works -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter your Paypal with your login+password and select the upper blue button* SEND MONEY*, and fill the next form:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recipient’s Email: paranoica_soy@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;Amount: (5  euros + shipping costs)&lt;br /&gt;Currency: EUROS&lt;br /&gt;Type: Goods (other)&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Full Name and e-mail  (They have to be the same you use in the  first form )&lt;br /&gt;Note: The products you ordered/ TIMELINE.&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2007 00:38:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>FANART 50  ROXAS</title>
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&lt;td&gt;1. don&apos;t look&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;26. it&apos;s not funny &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;2. they&apos;ll never know &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;27. just a scratch &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;3. I don&apos;t get it &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;28. what have I done? &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;4. found it&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;29. not listening &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;5. the writing on the wall &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;30. it was great &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;6. what now?&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;31. ghost &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;7.&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/fanart50/112489.html&quot;&gt;One More Inch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. new place &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;8. one more time&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;33. it&apos;s my job &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;9. protection &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;34. teacher &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;10. power&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;35. liar &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;11. pleasure&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;36. cheater &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;12. waiting&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;37. thief&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;13. growing&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;38. closer &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;14. he&apos;s gone&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;39. that&apos;s a new smell &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;15. take me&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;40. it&apos;s broken &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;16. leave me &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;41. lucky &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;17. accept it &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;42. was that for me? &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;18. cold &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;43. bring it &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;19. when I was young &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;44. it&apos;s on &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;20. I feel old &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;45. get off &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;21. I feel better &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;46. once &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;22. good morning &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;47. twice &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;23. good choice &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;48. where am I? &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;24. not again &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;49. &lt;em&gt;artist&apos;s choice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;25. not the end &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;50. &lt;em&gt;artist&apos;s choice &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Oct 2007 13:21:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>KHCRACK</title>
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  <description>My parents and bro already left until next sunday : D tehehe, the house is mine(except from my grandma who si here as well, but as if she wasn&apos;t really XD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next  week we have a really beautiful *bridge * and Salón del manga!! fianlly!! I&apos;m so verveyr excited!!, First tiem sellign mys tuff Xd I hope ppl likes it ^^.&lt;br /&gt;Still gotta cut 100 bookmarks and start/finish the poster XD,  100cmx70 cm, maybe i  exceeded myself XDD, i ahve some ideas for the materials( besides paint and stuff), but i ahven&apos;t doen the skethc yet tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week i start my programing classes, and hopefully when i know all teh basic stuff(maybe next year) i can start centering on videogames  ^^, ahh~~ I hope it is as cool as i expect it to be!, i will be 4 years at it so it has to be if they want me to stay there Xd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, more fandoms Xd, i had KH kind of forgotten for a logn time tsktsk, bad kiwi XD, so yesterday i went to pcaht with Lei and painted some KHII crack XDD, it was really funny, also soem polish ppl from the oekaki boeard took over the pcaht!!! THAT CAN&apos;T AHPPEN, lei and I are used to pp entering to the pcaht when we are in and leaving within 2 minutes, but they didn&apos;t!!, OMG LEI, WE ARE NOT AS SCARY AS WE WERE BEFORE!. But thanks to my master plan i took over the textchat on teh board XD muahah, and they finally left XD, i am so evil sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Lei had to leave wehn it was almsot 3 and i kept drawinga little : D also KHII tehehe, and THE HOUR CHANGED, i was like butbut, wasn&apos;t it already 3am? but no! it was 2 am again XD , so the timetalbe alrady changed here tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j148/0kiwi0/kh2ra.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Dec 2006 20:01:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Friends Only</title>
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  <description>This blog contains:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·random blabling about my life&lt;br /&gt;·Jrock&lt;br /&gt;·CAMWHORING&lt;br /&gt;·COSPLAY&lt;br /&gt;·MY ART&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; COMMENT TO BE ADDED</description>
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