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Cepheus: I
think this chapter will get yah wild… well then, scroll down and read! See you
at the end of the chapter!
Oh, before I forget, here there is a special warning
for you… mention of M–Solo in this chapter! That means… a certain someone
trying to relieve himself! ;)
Be aware of the cliché part in this! It was one of the
three things that had me start this story –one was the cliché in this one, one
was the prologue and one will be another cliché thing later on.
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Soniya: thanks! Here it is, the new chapter!
LilyLazer666: Hitoshi isn’t going to. This is
BrooklynKai (with uke!Kai) forever!
NotTellingYouHa: I updated. ^^
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Rating: T
Summary:
Takes place after G-Rev. Kai still has some ‘grudges’ against Brooklyn, but the
older teen is determined to erase them… Yaoi BrooklynKai and GarlandTala. May
be hints of ReiMystel.
Warning: this
contains Yaoi so if you don’t like stop reading right now. Any flame regarding
yaoi use of pairings will be handed to Hiei and Kai to be disposed of.
Disclaimer: I don’t own. Otherwise there wouldn’t be a second season like the one
we had and there would be a side season filled with yaoi...
“Talking”
‘Thinking’
“(Talking into other languages)”
–Dreams sequences, flashbacks, memories–
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Alluring Darkness
Chapter 05= Breathless strain
How could things worsen up so much? Until two hours
before, he thought nothing would prevent him from claiming Kai as his own, but
now…
Brooklyn started at the ceiling of the dojo, his eyes
lingering on the lines traced in the wood, trying to calm himself down enough
to think. It would do no good to him if he started growling and ended up waking
all his so called ‘roommates’ because his thoughts were still lingering on…
Green eyes slowly trailed from the ceiling to the
sleeping form that was in the other side of the room, feeling a growing ache in
his lower area as he admired the teen’s relaxed face, crimson eyes closed, for
once cheeks clean from the usual blue marks.
He looked so innocent in his sleep that Brooklyn felt
a twinge in his chest every time he looked at him, and had to prevent himself
from running to him and then…
Shaking his head again to clear it from his perverted
thoughts, the orange haired teen tugged the blanket over him so to cover his
eyes, remembering what caused his distressed state only few hours before.
–Start FlashBack–
“It’s almost midnight,” Kai, the responsible one,
stated after Tyson had unsuccessfully proposed some card game. “You’d better
start going to bed, I don’t want you all dozing off tomorrow, since I have
planned some training for you all”.
As Brooklyn could see, Kai looked somehow more relaxed,
and wasn’t clutching his hands at his sides as he did in the last days. He
seemed of a lighter mood, and maybe it was because his hands did look a
lot better –judging by the way he was holding his bag.
Brooklyn felt relieved, since one of the problems due
to their match was finally fading away; he’d been really worried about Kai’s
welfare, and he was glad he was now healing.
“But Kaaaaai!” Tyson protested, clutching the slate
haired teen’s arm. “How can you be this evil? It’s my party and my sleepover,
please, don’t schedule training! We want to relax!”
Daichi clutched his other arm, looking just as
pleadingly, “Come on Mr. Sourpuss! Be nice for once!”
Tala, who was smirking at them from a corner, mocked
Daichi’s actions by imitating his pleadingly expression and saying in an
annoyingly sarcastic voice, “yes, Mr. Sourpuss… don’t be such a pain in the
ass!”
Kai glared at the red head and then at the two,
already deciding to double their training, but Rei felt this was the time to
tear his gaze from Mystel and act fast –if they were going to train in the
morning, that would mean he couldn’t woo the Egyptian, and he wouldn’t allow
that.
“Kai, I think you should relax some more, I mean, it’s
been a while since our last threat, and we did good against it –even if some of
us lost– so… why not drop the strict training for some time? It would be really
nice from you…”
Kai bit his lower lip, knowing why Rei was so
willingly not to practice the next day, but really, they were in a quiet moment
and maybe, only maybe, it would be good to have them all relax slightly before
resuming their schedule.
“Rei’s right,” said Hitoshi, who was looking at them
with an amused smile. “You all need to relax, Kai, even you”.
Brooklyn had to refrain himself from growling,
something that wouldn’t do with his ‘I’m a nice guy’ appearance, and forced
himself to calm down; Kai sighed deeply but then he nodded –quite gloomily if I
can add.
Daichi and Tyson started bouncing around, picking Max
up with them in their happiness, and Kai shook his head in half disgust.
Hitoshi decided to use this at his advantage, and looking smugly at Brooklyn he
stepped towards Kai and placed his hand on the younger teen’s shoulder, smiling
at him, “a good captain knows when to give up,” he said warmly.
Kai tensed up but accepted the gesture, before growing
lightly uneasy since Hitoshi didn’t remove the hand. What was with the physical
contact?
Brushing off the hand Kai ‘hn’ed and was about to walk
somewhere quieter when Daichi, in his hyper state, bounced against a bowl of orange
juice that was on the table and went flying, splashing on Kai’s face, who stood
there gaping with the juice dripping down his face, unable to speak because of
the shock.
Then, Tala snickered.
Tyson started to laugh, and Daichi too, soon followed
by some of the others, and Kai stormed away to the bathroom, to wash himself of
the juice.
Brooklyn stared at his retreating back and had to stay
concentrated so not to follow him to lick off the juice from his face. Who
would have known that being around Kai so much would have him fight against his
sudden urges?
That was something he had to think about as well…
When Kai returned, a scowl clear on his face, he was
greeted by a stunned silence. All the bladers in the dojo were looking at him
in shock; some had even their mouths hanging open as he passed before them,
heading towards his sleeping bag.
“Kai… where are your marks?” Tyson asked, blinking.
Kai growled and glared at Tala, who was smirking
satisfied at him with his arms folded on his chest, “he made sure I left my
face paint at home,” he scowled. “Don’t stare at me like that! I am not some
freak!”
“He can have a future as a model,” MingMing whispered
to Monica and Hilary, for once forgetting who she was talking with –the
MingMing hater.
Brooklyn bit his lip hard as he was about to drool;
Kai really caused reactions in him he’d never thought he would feel. But
this side of the slate haired blader was something he’d never seen
before. He looked hot when with the marks, but he looked ever hotter without
them.
With a frown he realized Hitoshi too was staring with
lust at Kai, and had to fight against a fit of jealously from taking control of
him.
Kai ignored the stares and went to his sleeping bag, that
was near the forest green bag. Brooklyn felt his insides turn painfully,
knowing too well that was his bag, and swallowed hard.
The slate haired teen wondered inwardly who was the
owner of the green bag and stared at it with a weird feeling pooling in the pit
of his stomach.
Whilst all the teens settled inside their own sleeping
bags –MingMing throwing a fit because she was supposed to sleep ‘in a comfy,
twin–sized bed with silky sheets and pillows and not in a filthy–looking,
little uncomfortable sleeping bag’– Kai stared in shock as Brooklyn approached,
fear flickering in the crimson eyes.
Brooklyn was smirking and in the green pools flashed
mischief, and Kai shuddered, looking frantically around. All the other places
were already occupied by bladers –apart around Tyson, because only God could
sleep near the snoring teen– and Kai was not going to go near Tyson, not
even under threat by Brooklyn.
Once again, the Phoenix wondered why Brooklyn was
interested in hurting him so much.
Hitoshi once again intervened, feeling this was again
something he could turn the way he wanted, and motioning to an empty spot near
his own sleeping bag –he’d decided he would stay as well– he turned towards
Kai, “hey Kai, you can come here if you want”.
Kai stared, feeling grateful that Hitoshi was offering
him a way out of this dangerous and tense situation, and walked on the opposite
side of the dojo with his sleeping bag, leaving behind a rather unsettled
Brooklyn, who had to bite on his jealously and glare with all his might against
the older teen.
His loath towards Hitoshi was slowly turning to a much
violent emotion that he could even recognize as hatred. The bluenette not only
caused him to lose control of Zeus, betraying his trust, and then turning away
as soon as he saw he didn’t need Brooklyn anymore, but now he was also trying
to steal Kai from him.
Ok, maybe Kai had some tensions with Brooklyn that
they still hadn’t resolved, but the orange haired teen was sure he could erase
all of them if given some time, but now time was slowly slipping away, as was
Kai.
And he was still trying to understand what he really
wanted from Kai.
–End FlashBack–
Yes, Brooklyn wasn’t sure about his feelings towards
Kai. He’d never been in such a state before, and his love for nature never
caused such emotional distress… watching a bird or a bug wasn’t the same as
watching Kai, though the latter was much more enjoyable; there was a strong
lust, but it went deeper than just this, for how strong the desire was…
Brooklyn craved for Kai. Really.
Not because he’d been the first one to defeat him; not
because Kai had something Brooklyn hadn’t –passion; not because he wanted to
make Kai his… by claiming his body and making him cry for more in his arms…
But because he wanted to see Kai smile. Because he
wanted to see some different kind of emotion other than distrust and loath –and
fear, that being when the slate haired teen looked at him in particular;
because he wanted to see Kai smile at him…
He wanted Kai to trust him, because in some way,
Brooklyn knew they were similar.
Green eyes closed, trying not to look at the teen that
was causing him to think on his priorities, but it was hard. Kai attracted him
like he’d seen moths attracted from the light of a flame. He knew he could get
burned, but he didn’t care… he was almost obsessed.
Eyes opened again, Brooklyn stared as Kai moved in his
sleep, blanket shifting so a slender and pale arm peered out from it, causing
Brooklyn to groan faintly. Blue bangs graced an awesome face, his scarf now
gone so the orange haired teen could see Kai’s neck and part of his shoulder
bone.
Brooklyn bit his upper lip, wishing Kai was sleeping
near him, but maybe, it was better he was away… because now, as he stared with
attentive eyes at him, he had to prevent himself from walking up to him and…
Kai shifted again, a soft groan passing through his
parted lips, and Brooklyn shifted uncomfortably, the well–known problem in his
lower area returning full force. Every thing Kai did, it was a cause of arousal
for him; be it move, speak, or lick popcorn…
Brooklyn cursed against his tricky mind as he
remembered the way Kai had licked his fingers from the salt.
The pink tongue flickering over each finger…
Unconsciously to him, his hand shifted downwards,
slipping inside his pyjama pants to stroke his growing erection, moaning and
then biting his lips to prevent himself from being heard by the many people
sleeping around him.
The orange haired teen continued moving his hand,
faster and faster, the only thought in his mind as he did so was a certain
Phoenix busy cleaning his hands from the salt…
He couldn’t believe what he was doing; he was
pleasuring himself when thinking about Kai… on how delicious his lips looked,
and his beautiful crimson eyes…
His hand stroked faster…
The image of Kai in his arms, as he kissed him, as he
claimed him as his…
He tensed up and arched lightly his back, stifling
back a moan –that sounded suspiciously like Kai’s name– as he came in his hand,
slumping back on the sheets panting hard.
This was obviously not him.
Calming down he cleaned his hand on a handkerchief and
closed his eyes; maybe this was the problem, Kai was causing him to act
differently than the usual, and maybe he needed to think it over a bit… in the
morning.
With this thought in his mind, Brooklyn let himself
fall asleep.
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When Kai opened his eyes, the first thing he was aware
of was the pain that flared through his body.
Kai groaned and opened his eyes slowly, waiting for
the throbbing ache to dull away, and tried to understand where he was; after a
moment he recognized the dojo, and heard Tyson’s snoring coming from somewhere
at his right. By the looks of it, it was still early in the morning.
His hands were rigid at his sides, and the moment he
tried to curl his fingers a twinge of pain so strong hit him like an electric
shock, causing him to bite his lips to block a scream from leaving his mouth,
so hard he drew blood.
With a great strain he forced himself to sit up, his
hands pressed against his chest to prevent them from trembling harshly; his
breath was coming out ragged and heavy, and twinges of pain hit him
incessantly, causing his head to blur and he fought back a wave of nausea.
He needed something to calm the pain, it was too
intense and he couldn’t even think.
Kai stood up shakily and stumbled through the dojo not
caring if he woke up someone, really he wasn’t thinking at all; luckily the
loud snoring of Tyson caused all the sleeping teens to end up deaf to any noise
that was quieter than it.
He reached the bathroom and tried to open the
cupboard, failing twice because every time he brushed his twitching fingers
against the wood they would flare up in pain, as if hundredths of needles were
inserted deep into his skin. In the end, panting hard for the strain, he
managed to open the cupboard, and with his last bit of strength he pulled open
the bottle of painkillers with his teeth and he gulped down two pills with some
water.
For some long minutes he just stood there, panting,
his hands clutched against his chest, and slowly, really slowly, the pain subsided
as the pills pushed it away until it was just a dull ache that made his fingers
tingle unpleasantly.
With his regained composure he left the bathroom to
retrieve his clothes in the dojo, noticing that all the people in there were
still asleep, and after having another trip to the bathroom to change his
clothes and refresh himself, he left.
He needed some time alone.
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“Can you hand me the orange juice please?” Monica
asked Garland, and he passed it to her, as Moses swallowed down a whole crêpe
with double syrup and whipped cream.
As it was obvious the teens were having breakfast; it
was around half past nine, and all of them had been woken up by Hitoshi, who
had even managed to get Tyson up –which was something really impressive for
him, since the loudmouth was famous for sleeping like a log.
Grandpa Granger with the help of Rei and his cooking
skills had prepared a lot of delicious crêpes with both whipped cream and cedar
syrup, that now stood on an impressive pile in the middle of the table, and
were the target of the general attention… except a certain someone’s, that was
fixed on something else.
Mystel’s widened eyes were glued to Rei because the
Chinese blader was slowly licking some syrup from a crêpe –intentionally
dripping some of it on his fingers so to lick them as well.
The Neko–Jin’s tongue flickered sensually and Mystel,
blushing, couldn’t look away from the show, as he started shifting
uncomfortably.
Rei was enjoying his show, since he was making sure to
be sensually arousing the Egyptian, but all the while he was also wary that
nobody else saw the exchange. He didn’t want anyone to know of his feelings for
the evasive blond, not until the said blond hadn’t been claimed by him.
One of the few missing at the breakfast table was,
much to Kenny’s disappointment, MingMing; she probably was closed in the
bathroom to reapply all her mascara and eyeliner and to do what she was used to
call, ‘her beauty touch up’. Tala and Kai were gone as well.
“Guys, have you seen Kai this morning?” Max asked,
looking around evading the part of the table where Tyson was –look at him now
would have been suicidal, the show of the loudmouth inhaling crêpes and syrup
and cookies with some gulps of milk being quite disturbing.
Garland shrugged, “I think he’s outside somewhere,
just like Tala,” he put a fork of crêpe in his mouth and chewed on it, waiting
until he wallowed to speak again, “he’s not that talkative, is he?”
Brooklyn, who was in a gloomy mood since he woke up
and didn’t see Kai, sighed; before drifting off last night –after his…
relieving activity– he had been quite uncertain on how to behave around the
slate haired Phoenix.
Kai couldn’t be placed in any category, he was
something different. Brooklyn had never thought he would end up pleasuring
himself in the middle of a dojo, surrounded by a crowd of sleeping people,
thinking of someone like Kai.
A soul like he’d never seen anywhere before, holding
inside himself a soul so bright and burning that Brooklyn could almost feel the
heat. He wanted to own him, to claim the Phoenix as his until he begged for
more, seeing his body writhe under his, sweet lips parted to moan Brooklyn’s
name…
Snapping away from his spacing out, Brooklyn focused
his attention to the sweet thing he was trying to eat, but he stopped and
looked up at Rei, “did you make it without any addictive contents? I mean, is
it natural?”
Rei was caught in the middle of his licking and he
spluttered, starting to cough; the ‘spell’ was broken and Mystel’s attention
turned in a flash on his own food as he blushed furiously. Rei glared lightly
at Brooklyn but found out he couldn’t stay mad at the orange haired teen,
because the latter was now smiling nicely at him, besides, Brooklyn the day
before had been telling Rei he knew about his crush, and that he was supporting
him, and this alone caused Rei to suddenly like the orange haired teen.
“Ah, well… I don’t really know… I think there are
addictives in the syrup and in the whipped cream, but I used natural butter
and…” he stopped as Brooklyn slowly pushed away the food, looking quite
disgusted. “I don’t eat anything that is not natural,” he explained.
Hitoshi let a smirk appear on his face, “yes, Brooklyn
here is a vegetarian and eats only things that are completely natural”.
Brooklyn hid his scowl and smiled sweetly instead.
“Really?!” Rei blinked, surprised –but not too much,
he had expected this from such a nature–lover. “I couldn’t live without some
meat every now and then!”
Brooklyn shuddered at the thought of piece of meat,
and seeing his reaction Rei smiled broadly, “it’s really amusing, someone that
has almost turned the entire world into darkness, and has no problem in hurting
people, is so kind towards animals and shudders when thinking about meat!”
The whole table burst into laughter and Brooklyn too
smiled, even though he hadn’t liked the joke at all –but Rei was his second
step towards Kai, so…
But then again, Brooklyn thought as he stared with a
light frown at the food, maybe he had to give up on his previous plan. Maybe he
had to start from Kai himself, returning to his staring, until he understood
what was in Kai that attracted him.
“Guys, what about some kind of game?” amazingly enough
Tyson had finished bottling up food in his stomach, and was now looking at them
in expectation. “Like, dunno, ‘Truth or dare’?”
Rei glared and was about to tell Tyson to keep his
stupid games for himself when Mystel smiled shyly, “it sounds cool, I never
played before!”
Rei’s eyes lit up, “yes, I am up to the challenge!
Let’s start!”
Garland rolled his eyes and said, “I have nothing
better to do, so, fine, I’ll play”.
The others quickly agreed and leaving the cleaning of
the table to Grandpa Granger and to Hitoshi –who since Kai wasn’t there had
lost interest in the teens– and decided to go to the dojo, since it was bigger.
Some of them decided they didn’t want to play and headed for the garden –Moses,
Daichi Garland and Hilary.
All the remaining teens sat down on the woods, except
MingMing, who decided to use Kenny’s adoration for her and hired him as her
slave –of which he was absolutely delighted. She’d asked him to bring her a
cushion, and after this a cup of tea. When he held it out for her she rewarded
him with one of her sickly sweet smiled and a flutter of her eyelashes.
It’s not needed to say that Kenny almost fainted on
the spot.
“Let me start! Let me start!” howled Tyson, bouncing
on the spot. The others nodded and he was about to say something when Tala
entered the room and stared with a raised eyebrows at them.
“What are you up to?” he questioned, grimacing.
“Truth or dare!” Max giggled, “wanna join in?”
Tala raised one eyebrow and pondered over it for a
second, before a slow smirk appeared on his face, making half of the bladers to
shudder.
“Hm,” the redhead placed himself in–between Monica and
Rei and waited.
Tyson cleared his throat and looked around with a
thoughtful expression –which was quite funny to see on him– but then his eyes
spotted Brooklyn and a smirk appeared on his lips. “Brooklyn! Truth or dare?”
Zeus’ wielder shrugged lightly and flashed Tyson one
of his smiles, “dare”.
“Then I dare you to… kiss on the lips the first
person that comes into the room!”
Brooklyn thought over it for a few seconds, then he
shrugged, “I have no problems with that,” he replied, “but let’s have a
condition –I don’t want to kiss your grandfather if it’s him”.
“Oh, ok!” Tyson cringed at the mental image.
“…” after some seconds Tala sighed, “are we going to
continue while we wait?”
“Well…” Tyson stopped in mid–sentence when the door of
the dojo opened.
All the bladers turned towards the door, holding their
breath in anticipation, and the person that entered the dojo was…
“Kai!” Rei gasped.
Tyson’s smirk turned into a worried expression; all
the bladers knew of the deep hatred the two teens had for each other, since
their battle at the BEGA tournament. Brooklyn’s first and only defeat had been
Kai’s work and Dranzer died by Brooklyn’s hands.
They wouldn’t get along.
Tyson wasn’t the one worried for this outcome, as all
the teens on the floor glanced anxiously from an uncaring and oblivious Phoenix
to the orange haired teen as Kai, ignoring completely all of them, walked
slowly towards his bag, lost in his thoughts.
Brooklyn’s mind went off the moment he realized his
dare was to kiss Kai. Of all people, Kai.
Him.
He could taste his lips.
He could…
No one noticed the flicker that passed through green
eyes, darkened up by lust, as he stood up and walked towards the slate haired
teen slowly, almost savouring what he was going to do.
Kai spent all the morning on the tree in the garden,
trying to relax his hands, but after a few hours the pills’ effect started to
fade away, and he headed towards the back entrance, believing the others to
still be at breakfast.
With some surprise he noticed some of his fellow
bladers sitting in the dojo, but didn’t pay any attention and went to his bag
to retrieve a book, thinking about going to the bathroom and back on the tree
right afterwards.
But as he kneeled down on his bag he felt someone
approaching and he stood up again, finally turning his attention to the others
–and when he saw the one coming near was Brooklyn he froze.
He was so shocked that the orange haired teen was
walking towards him that he found he couldn’t move.
“Wha…?” he started with a frown. Inwardly he was
scared by the older blader’s proximity, and wanted nothing more than run away,
but the presence of the others behind him prevented him from showing such a
weakness.
His speech was stopped in mid–sentence as Brooklyn
pushed him forcefully against the wall, his hands gripping tightly Kai’s wrists
and forcing his arms to slam above the slate haired teen’s head, causing him to
wince for the pain and the pressure; Kai yelped but was soon silenced by
Brooklyn’s lips descending onto his fiercely, tongue licking at the Phoenix’s
ones and then intruding in his mouth, ravaging it.
The force of the kiss caused Kai’s knees to buckle,
his head spinning from the attack of the tongue, that was lapping and ravishing
him, the lips, that were massaging his, and the strong grip on his wrists, that
was causing him a fierce pain.
Thoughts were flashing in his clouded mind. Feelings,
all mixed up, burning like fire; hatred. Disgust. Fear. Shock. But also
something more, something that caused Kai to feel confused, uneasy. Something
he wasn’t able to understand.
That was something he hadn’t expected, but most of
all, the feeling that was keeping his mind occupied was fear.
Brooklyn knew of the injury in his hands, he was the
cause of it, and still, now he was hurting him in a different way, he was
humiliating him in front of the others –even if right now, Kai wasn’t thinking
about the others at all– and he was causing the pain in his hands…
Even if… the kiss…
… the kiss was blurring his entire world.
Confusing.
It scared him.
He could feel the malice in Brooklyn, and again, he
couldn’t but compare him with…
Kai yelped but the sound was muffled by the lips
against his, breath running short; he tried weakly to push Brooklyn away, but
his body wasn’t responding to him. As if it was something happening far away,
Kai realized he was trembling.
Finally, the lips pulled away. The grip on his hands was
gone and he fell heavily on the floor panting hard, his lungs burning up as
well as his cheeks. That was… the last humiliation…
Crimson eyes tried to focus as he looked up shakily,
his frame trembling so hard he had to keep his hands clutched against his chest
to prevent them from hurting even more than they were already, and met the
sight of Brooklyn standing above him, licking his lips in satisfaction, green
pools filled of darkness and lust.
The others just stared, unable to look away from the
sight, but too shocked to make a move towards the two. This had happened so
fast, and it had been such an unexpected thing that none was prepared to react.
Brooklyn was still licking his lips, the taste of Kai
lingering onto them, entrancing, sweet, but then he looked down, dark green
eyes returning mild pacific pools, and was met by the sight of Kai, trembling,
clutching his hands against his chest as if they hurt like hell, crimson eyes
wide and filled with fear fixed on him, and his smirk disappeared.
Kai was having difficulties to breath now. He glared
up, shaking, trembling, gasping for his lungs to suck in air.
Brooklyn was suddenly aware that Kai was still in
pain, he was reminded that Kai was hurt, his hands were still injured. He
cursed against himself, not knowing how could have happened that he had lost
control this way.
Completely.
“Kai…” he started, his idea to blame it all on Tyson
and his stupid dare. But Kai stood up, gritting his teeth in pain, not even
bothering to hide his troubled state to the others as he stumbling away from
Brooklyn.
For a moment, it looked like the time stopped; crimson
eyes stared at the shocked faces of the teens, then Kai turned and ran away.
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Cepheus: sooo? Did you like this chapter? Am I evil? As for the
second question the answer is probably yes, but what about the first? Review to
tell me! XD
Oh, next chapter, what Brooklyn felt during the kiss
XD
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