Logantree-2

"The fountains mingle with the river/ And the rivers with the ocean/ The winds of heaven mix forever/ With a sweet emotion. "Nothing in the world is single/ All things by a law divine/ In another being's mingle/ Why not I with thine? "See, the mountains kiss high heaven/ And the waves clasp one another/ No sister flower could be forgiven/ If it disdained its brother. "And the sunlight clasps the earth/ And the moonbeams kiss the sea/ What are all these kissings worth/ If thou kiss not me?" Well, Shelley had it wrong. Shakespeare didn't look. Who says the secrets of love Are hidden in a book? If the thoughts of many madmen

"Kaiba, you douche! Get back here!" "Hell no, you bitch! You insulted me!" "Well, I'm TRYING to--!" A clap resonated in the air. Lyla clutched her bruising cheek, completely shocked. Seto Kaiba had slapped her. Seto Kaiba had slapped her. Seto Kaiba had slapped her. Seto Kaiba had slapped her. She didn't even know that her right hand had formed a fist and collided with his mouth. She had blacked out. It wasn't until later... When they were both on the floor, Kaiba sitting up, the palms of his hands on his eyes, and she was still laying down, staring at the ceiling, that she realized that they fought, and hard, too. She could vaguely t

"ANACONDA MALT LIQUOR, BITCH!" Lyla screamed at Kaiba, pointing the broken bottle at his face. Her expression just proved that she was crazy; there was an inhuman gleam in her eyes, while her left twitched. "Who... Exactly... Is she?" Kaiba looked at Yugi, who was looking around the room, pulling at trophies, books, and pressing at the wall. "And what the hell are you doing?" "Looking." "For what, pray tell." "Booze." Lyla answered for him. "He's a bigger alcoholic than I am, and that's sayin' somethin'! How'd you get sober?" Yugi just gazed at her, a tired look in his eyes, as he pressed a certain brick on the wall that opened up an enti

"Wait..... WHAT?" "I need you pregnant." "Um. WHY, exactly?" "Because apparently, Wuya needs me to have sex with someone while she's in her ghost form. Believe me, I don't like it either." "One: that's utterly disgusting; please never say that again. And two: Why ME?" "I don't know! Because you're pretty?" "Wow Chase. That TOTALLY brings up my self-esteem." "Shut it, whelp." "So how would this....... ASS BABY thing work, pray tell?" "You just summed it up." "Wait..... ASS BABIES?!" "For the love of..... YES. It's going to be an..... Ass baby." "Holy shit, my asshole's gonna be GAPIN' LIKE NO OTHER!" "I'm going to smother you in y

"Lyla." "Hai, ritoru yūgi?" {Yes, litle Yugi?} "Koko de seikō nani o shite iru no?" {Why the fuck are you here?} "Shinpuru. Watashi wa ojīchan o hyōji suru ni wa, kono jigoku kara boppatsu shita. Watashi wa shini kare o nogashi, to watashi wa hokanohito mo soko de shinde miru koto ga dekinakatta. ... Soredewa, dono yō no jinsei?" {Simple. I missed grandpa too much to stay, and I couldn't leave the others behind. I would rather die than leave them, and I'm like their caretaker... Funny, doncha think?} "I don't understand what the fuck you're saying, Yug'." "Shut up, Joey. I'm having a conversation here. Call the o

"Ooh, I don't like this...." Roger whined as they sat behind one of the crates on the ship. Lyla, being amazing her, had conjured up one of her 'Magical Hats' and that was keeping them dry, despite the rain. Not a single worker on that boat had seen them yet. "I wanna go to sleep on an actual bed tonight. Not the ground." Ben was too busy looking through his deck to care. "In all honesty, Rog'... We don't care. Maybe if you would just stop bitching for once in your goddamn life, we would be perfectly fine." Elina was cleaning her nails with her switchblade, giggling at the thought of slitting people's throats with it. As the boat rocked gent

WARNING! WARNING! SCENES OF BLOOD AND GORE! WARNING! WARNING! THIS STORY ALSO HAS HOMOSEXUALITY AND HETEROSEXUALITY! WARNING! WARNING! AND EVEN CROSSDRESSING! [Prologue] BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG!!! "CODE RED, I REPEAT, CODE RED! WE HAVE ESCAPEES!" The announcer shrieked. Soldiers ran toward the exits, searching for the moron who tried to escape. They all waited at the south door, because it was the most used one. The door opened. A girl stood in the doorway, her hair covering her eyes. The men held up their guns, just in case. She straightened, but her hair still shaded her eyes. Her hands