Azuma and Sora are eating in the school cafeteria when Sora points out something that has been playing on his mind for awhile now, “Azu-man, did you change your body wash or something?”Azuma finishes eating before speaking, “No. Why do you ask?”“You haven’t noticed it yourself? Your scent is different. When was the last time you had your heat?”Takeo and Tsuyoshi are walking toward the group headquarters, Tsuyoshi has been shaking all day for reasons apart from the panic attacks or the weather. Takeo is too indulged in eating his bar of chocolate to care though.“T-Takeo, you love me, right?” He’s noticeably sweating and keeps checking his back anxiously.“Sure, I guess.”“You would take a bullet for me, right? Or say, presumably, a well-deserved stabbing?”He has to stop to think about what this is leading to, “Did you do something worth getti

The red winged black bird lands gracefully on a tree raining down a seasonal riot of red, yellow and orange leaves that become trampled underfoot on the streets and roads, the winds blowing them away as if they were flames being whisked away. Black avian eyes set aloft in his round and flat head flit and survey the world that has turned into a burst of colors until they settle on a large quiet house.Yuji is hiding in the kitchen cupboard trying to erase his presence while his enemy searches for places he could be. He breathes quietly, hoping that he will pass by without being detected. The older brother leaves the kitchen after finding no traces. The younger and stealthier of the two tiptoes to the living room. Takayuki is in his armchair alone delightfully writing something in a green notebook wearing sweatpants and a hoodie. Yuji is pressed up against a corner of the wall which is in a blind spot that you can see only from where Takayuki is sitting. His concentration breaks from hi

Someone’s pleading tantrum in the back of the restaurant assails the ears of the patrons. The louder the protests get, the wider the smile on Maki’s face as he continues sipping his iced tea with a blameless expression. “Manager! Please, please, pleassse~ I don’t wanna go out there.”The manager dabs at the beading drops of sweat on his forehead with a pressed white handkerchief. “Haruto-kun, we need you in the front of the house.”“I don’t wanna. He’s here again. Why does he keep showing up when I’m working? I changed my shifts just to avoid him. That's not all, look at my phone! He keeps blowing up my phone, hundreds of missed calls and text messages. Who gave him my number!?” He dabs guiltily at the faster forming drops of sweat. “I’m being stalked. Please don’t send me out there. Are you trying to make a grown man cry? Is that what you want to do?”The culpable Alpha goes on slurping his perspiring glass of iced tea. I got all day. Haruto shows himself shortly afterwards with his

Maki and Sanou are sitting on the railing dividing the street with bustling cars and the sidewalk bustling with rushing people with places to go. They have their eyes set on a woman heading their way. Maki says it again, “B.” Sanou puts forth his same answer, “A.” They go back and forth.Maki hops down from the railing, “Only one way to find out. She’s coming. Push me into her.” Sanou takes out his phone and pretends to be horsing around as she approaches, laughing too loud and not looking where they are walking to complete their act. He pushes Maki and he falls into the woman’s breasts.“Oh shit, Sannan. Stop fucking around. I’m sorry, m’am. My friend here is a goof.” Sanou tips his head apologetically, the woman says no problem and continues on her way with nothing lost as do the friends. Maki waits until she is out of sight in the opposite direction, he takes the scrunched black lace undergarment he unhooked when he fell into her and dangles it in Sanou’s face. He rubs his nose and