Bound: ok this is different than a lot of what I dd. Thought it would be helpful to write something else and keep my mind of Seperation. The writer's block makes me depressed!

Lucifelle: writer's block? More like laziness…

Bound: you stay out of this…. Oh yea! This is lucifelle. She's really mean and won't leave my head!

Lucifelle: mwuahaha!!! You will write yaoi!!!

Bound: hides

Warnings: its au….I think that's it for now. I'm not gonna put yaoi…because well duh

Disclaimer: oh to own mirage of blaze….. The things I would do .

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Takaya was a boy full of…. Well nothing really. Nowadays he was void of life, barely on the brink of existence. The time left before he completely dwindled away was minuscule. It leaves me wishing once again for the days before the one known as Naoe had traveled through our town.

My dear brother and I were both nearing the end of adolescence. We're twins, we've never been apart and I love him more than anything. I know he feels the same. How could you feel anything but love for the one you shared your mother's womb with? Lately we've been skipping out on our lessons, instead Takaya and me have been wondering around the marketplace.

Father never lets us. Well he never lets me. Apparently the streets are no place for an impressionable young lady (that made me laugh) but it's only the market place. Brother only comes here to get away from the house but I love the people. The liveliness of the town is so much more than our dull home.

"Hey watch it brat! What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

'Takaya….can't you go one day without getting in to trouble?' Turning around I saw a scene I was learning to get used too. Takaya surrounded by a group of men looking ready to kick his ass. Honestly my brother couldn't help getting in fights every time we went out, I'd given up even finding out the reasons anymore.

"Takaya! Come on leave them alone!" I ran towards him and grabbed his arm.

" Miya let me the hell go I'm not done here yet!" …was about as afar as that argument got.

" Hey little girl butt out. You can have him when he's a bloody pulp." The first guy said. He was a bit larger than the other two and seemed to be the boss. Though other than that you couldn't tell them about, they all had dumb looks on their face. One of the others leaned forward and caught my arm and his dirty pal m felt gross against my skin. I tried kicking him but he was solid as a rock!

" Owww…" my poor foot would forever hate me.

" She's kinda nice, we could have some fun with this one after we're done with the runt." That was the third.

" That's it I was going to go easy on you before but now I'm gonna seriously kick your asses!!!!!!"

Takaya may have been smaller than them but he was fast. It only took a second for him to get between the second and third guys before he grabbed my arm and yanked me out of there. With a look not to move he left me sitting a few feet away. Rubbing my sore arm I watched him take down the goons without problem, however just as he was taking down the second guy the big one hit him from behind.

"Come on big brother! You can do it!" …..but the guys had hit him pretty hard.

"Miya go home! I'll catch up to you later!"

"Taka—ya!"

"I said get lost! If you don't I'll tell that man you've been following me here!"

" That man has a name you know! FATHER!"

"Fine get the hell out of here before I tell father."

I didn't really want to leave, but brother wouldn't tell me to go away if he couldn't handle it. And he had always done what's best for me. Father was 'busy' a lot and mother wasn't around anymore so even though he was only 3 minutes older than me he had pretty much raised me.

"…….Good luck Takaya!"

Running around that corner I did something that changed me and brothers life probably forever. I ran into a man named Nobutsuna Naoe.

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Bound: so… I'm trying to get back into the writing mood so even tho ugh starting another multi chaptered story probably isn't the greatest idea ever it's what I've chosen to do. Please review….or else my feelings will be hurt sob

Lucifelle: whatever…she has no feelings.