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Chapter two: Tamaki and Inga    "Please," She whispered, looking at the floor. If she looked at them, they'd see her crying. "Then again, they hear me sobbing to death..." @*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@    The blonde host kneeled beside Inga. A look of pity in his eyes. "Here," He said. The boy stared at the ribbon for a half-second, than cut the thread it was snagged on with his nail.    "He seems nice- except the first thing he did was act like a big perv. If he just you know changed his personality a...little bit.....maybe me and him could be sort of maybe friends or something. But he's kinda gross. At least from my first i

"What are you drawing?" I asked my best friend, Molly. She was laying on her tummy with a ziplock bag of Crayola crayons. It was fun to watch her draw. When she did a long line, her black hair would sway back and forth in a puppy-cute sort of way. And she always looked so frustrated when she drew that it was funny. "Edward Elric from Fullmetal Alchemist!" She looked at me and smiled. "And he's NOT wearing a shirt in my picture, Al." Molly started calling me Al after we finished Fullmetal Alchemist. See, my real name is Allie, but Al sort of became my new name after she started saying it at school. It even stuck to my parents. Nicknames ar

"So you DO like me, Zel?" Ed yelled at me. His eyes looked the same. They didn't look angry to me. The only thing different were his eyebrows. Thats what made him look angry. "I..I..." "Why didn't you tell me when i asked you, Zel?" "Ed...I.." He was slowly walking towards me. He was about to hit me. My friendship with the elrics was about to officially end. I did love Edward. Since the beginning, i guess. He was close to me now. It was at this moment that i realized he was about 4 inches taller than me. I looked at the floor. No. I looked at his boots. "Ed..." He put his thumb under my chin and raised my head so my eyes looked into hi

Note: I did not stop my fanfic series: I'm Not Confused. I'm just doing 2 at once. Sound okay? Romance level= EXPECT NO SEX OR LEMON OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT. This is my own little series. Not the same story as either series. Chapter 1= DON'T CALL ME SMALL!    "If it's not too much trouble, i'd like a seat with a table?" I asked. I was leaving Central to return to my family in Risembool. I didn't particularly like it there- no. I hated it. Or maybe i'm just not used to it.    "I'm sorry, miss. But we only have one left, and two young men are already at it. One of them probably took up all of one seat, but i'm sure the other would probabl