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《Kutsuu's P.O.V.》

I ran through the streets with Batos, heading to Aohana's location. I almost tripped over a rock but continued running. We soon found the sixteen Jahr old, navy haired, gray eyed, girl. She was on the ground, choking. "What happened to her, Batos?" "She ate one of the Forbidden Seeds!" I asked, "Why?" I kneeled to help her. "I don't know, she just ate it!" I picked her up and stood behind her, doing the Heimlich Maneuver. The seed flew out of her mouth. She coughed. I asked, "Why did Du try to digest a Forbidden Seed, Aohana?" She said, "I wanted to see her again..." Her mother, Akatori, had been killed Von a falling rail. It had crushed her neck. The Forbidden Seed latched itself in one's throat and grew in size. It scratched the inside of your throat and released a toxin that paralyzed Du before it exploded five Sekunden later. "I know, we all miss Akatori, but she wouldn't want Du to do that to yourself just to see her. She would want Du to live your life to the fullest." "Look who's talking! Du couldn't care less about life if Du wanted to! Du hate almost everybody and you've been failing in class, except for science and chemistry." "Shut up, Aohana! Only your mother died! My only relatives were killed, and it wasn't an accident!" "Your aunt wasn't murdered! She just got sick and died. She probably got sick because of you, Himura!" Batos said, "Stop it! Fighting helps nothing. We miss them all. Let's go back, now, it's getting dark."

I walked into the house and shut the door. Was Hana right? That I couldn't care less? I grabbed the dagger from my tabelle and looked at it. I put it up to my chest and pushed in. It didn't go in far, just a little bit. I winced and pushed it in farther. Blood pooled out and I soon passed out.

《Ed's P.O.V.》

Al and I were about to go into the hotel when we heard a shout. "Kutsuu! Kutsuu!" A girl with navy hair and fear in her gray eyes shouted the name. A boy was holding Kutsuu, the girl from earlier, and there were blood-soaked bandages around her chest. A man sagte something to him and they ran off. Al said, "I wonder what happened to her. Let's go see, Brother." I replied, "Even if we did, we probably couldn't see her anyways. Besides, she didn't like us." "Well, we can at least check in the morning." "Fine." We went into our room and I soon fell asleep.

I hope Du like my story so far. It will get better. :)
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Chapter 6 : Steamy Miscalculations 

"Stupid, arrogant bastard! Who does he think he is?!" Edward had drug the slightly taller teen behind him all the way back to Central, he was still angry from the coffee Shop incident, though he couldn't really understand why. They had arrived back home, but her wrist was still locked firmly in Edward's grasp. "Would Du calm down, he was just trying to be nice. He offered to buy me a new one." Edward whipped his head around, his pony-tail grazing across Charlotte's nose. "That's not the point!" She shrunk back, feeling smaller than Edward appeared. "He spilled...
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Ours is not made
Of Rosen and candles
Or daydreams dipped
In sunset's gold.
Ours is not spun of fairytale's flax
Or starry gazes to fix and hold.

For candlelight flickers and Rosen wither
And dreams, however sweet,
Will yield to dawn.

No.

Ours is the unromantic romance.

Sprawling, stubborn, untidy,
Covered in bruises and gras, grass stains.

But
A soft and subtle warmth creeps in,
Slowly,
To temper the rough edges.

We schlucken back fear to taste the change;
And with clouts and embraces applied when necessary,
We steer our friendship into deeper waters

For ours is the journey
Comprised of pain and promises,
Tears...
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