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  <title>Sanctuary</title>
  <subtitle>. . . . . . . . . . . .</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Kanda</name>
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  <updated>2008-06-07T02:05:56Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandaxx:14235</id>
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    <title>kandaxx @ 2008-06-06T21:04:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-07T02:05:56Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-07T02:05:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My date of birth doesn't matter to me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY MAKE A BIG SPECTACLE OF IT? B|</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandaxx:13983</id>
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    <title>kandaxx @ 2008-05-21T18:21:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-21T23:24:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-21T23:25:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.semeuke.com/images/fts.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a Don't Fuck With Me Seme!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious and to the point, and sometimes bordering on the sadistic, it takes a special breed of uke to satisfy your needs. You tend to be anti-social with little patience for most people. You need someone to challenge you and push you to your limits, and then be able to take your intense reactions, which possibly involves rope and sensual torture. This is what makes the Badass Uke the yin for your yang, as you're the only one able to put them in line and satisfy each other. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most compatible with:&lt;/b&gt; Badass Uke&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Least compatible with:&lt;/b&gt; Dramatic Uke, Innocent Uke, Clueless Uke&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What seme or uke are you? Take the experience at &lt;a href="http://www.semeuke.com" target="_blank"&gt;SemeUke.com&lt;/a&gt;, or find merchandise &lt;a href="http://www.gesshoku.org" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds about right.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandaxx:13597</id>
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    <title>What?</title>
    <published>2008-05-18T02:22:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-18T02:22:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Apparently, I've been turned into a kid. Well, not now, but in the current storyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v17/Chibi-Inu/08-1.jpg"&gt;What is this?&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandaxx:13321</id>
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    <title>...</title>
    <published>2008-04-08T19:47:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-08T19:47:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="6" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an abomination.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandaxx:13170</id>
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    <title>kandaxx @ 2008-04-01T20:06:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-02T01:10:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-02T01:10:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Issues came up. Akuma attacked HQ. We're all fairly okay at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I missed this hellhole.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandaxx:12562</id>
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    <title>........................</title>
    <published>2008-01-29T07:31:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-29T07:31:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/75796364/"&gt;Princesses Kanda and Rabi&lt;/a&gt; by ~&lt;a class="u" href="http://ladyknightsgrace.deviantart.com/"&gt;ladyknightsgrace&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What?&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandaxx:12471</id>
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    <title>I can't see the sky.</title>
    <published>2008-01-21T03:29:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-21T03:29:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's cloudy. Sort of ominous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabi dragged me here and through every building this place has to offer. Why he needed me, I have no idea. No akuma in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep, but he won't turn off the light. Bookmen recording. Che.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Also, I found the ring. But that's old news.&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandaxx:12032</id>
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    <title>Filtered from Rabi</title>
    <published>2008-01-02T19:56:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-02T19:56:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost the ring.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandaxx:11831</id>
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    <title>Hn.</title>
    <published>2007-12-26T14:55:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-26T14:57:06Z</updated>
    <category term="fandom"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v17/Chibi-Inu/wutpng.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Attractive.&lt;/i&gt; People really do need to find another hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was yesterday. It was also that beansprout's birthday to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;s&gt;Rabi... thank you.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(( ooc: lol lazy attempt at a fandom post. m'so cool. ))&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandaxx:11731</id>
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    <title>Pfft.</title>
    <published>2007-12-17T20:01:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-17T20:01:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Apparently, I'm leaving for Japan today. Thank you for informing me last minute. Idiot.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandaxx:11272</id>
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    <title>Che.</title>
    <published>2007-12-10T02:27:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-10T02:27:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fucking fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not making anything for any of you. &amp;gt;:|</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandaxx:11122</id>
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    <title>Tch.</title>
    <published>2007-11-28T16:34:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-28T16:34:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;That&lt;/i&gt; man is here. It seems our "masters" of sorts are popping up all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a craving for green tea lately. It's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana's leaving today. It's going to be quiet again.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandaxx:10912</id>
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    <title>Tch.</title>
    <published>2007-11-22T17:37:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-22T17:37:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">How does the saying go? You live, you love, you die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is the "die" part metaphorical, or is my feeling like this ridiculous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't worry about it anymore.</content>
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    <title>...</title>
    <published>2007-11-20T02:34:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-20T02:34:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v17/Chibi-Inu/redheads.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was right. Redheads are stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(( ooc: lololol ilu rissa. ))&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandaxx:10180</id>
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    <title>Tch, stupid Beansprout.</title>
    <published>2007-11-14T16:26:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-14T16:30:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You get what you deserve in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(( ooc: I know Allen's player is on hiatus, but it was too amusing not to share. XD; Also, when it gets to the end, it goes back to the middle by itself and repeats... wtf. XD Well, for me anyway. ))&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>Tch.</title>
    <published>2007-10-17T19:09:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-17T19:09:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">People are idiots, but that's old news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place is turning hectic. Stupid supervisor is going all robot-crazy. Scientists are trying to kill themselves. Freaks are ripping out hearts and eating people. Incest is rampant. And beansprout's being difficult in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the weather is changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, maybe putting a hold on any attachment may be a wise idea on my part.</content>
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    <title>Yeah, okay.</title>
    <published>2007-10-08T03:33:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-08T03:33:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Quoted from someone at &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_fanficrants' lj:user='fanficrants' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/fanficrants/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/fanficrants/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;fanficrants&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Male ejaculate does not 'burn like lava', nor is it 'boiling hot man-pudding'. It's toasty, but not that hot (nor, I should mention, like pudding.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No shit.</content>
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    <title>Hm.</title>
    <published>2007-10-06T18:50:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-06T18:50:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's quiet around here. Rabi and that brat went to town. They didn't invite me to go. &lt;small&gt;&lt;s&gt;Not that I would've gone anyway.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since it's quite boring, I'll do that meme thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Alphabet Meme&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER A&lt;br /&gt;Are you available?: No.&lt;br /&gt;What is your age?: 19&lt;br /&gt;What annoys you?: Everything. Except soba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER B&lt;br /&gt;Do you live in a big house?: Does the Black Order count?&lt;br /&gt;When is your birthday?: June 6th&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend?: *shrug* I don't know if I really have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER C&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite candy?: I hate sweets.&lt;br /&gt;Who's your crush?: I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you cried?: .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER D&lt;br /&gt;Do you daydream?: Not really.&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite kind of dog?: I don't like dogs.&lt;br /&gt;What day of the week is it?: Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER E&lt;br /&gt;How do you like your eggs?: Over-easy.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in the emergency room?: Many times.&lt;br /&gt;What's the easiest thing ever to do?: Sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER F&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever flown in a plane?: ... What's that?&lt;br /&gt;Do you use fly swatters?: Mugen acts like one, but mostly with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER G&lt;br /&gt;Do you chew gum?: No.&lt;br /&gt;Are you a giver or a taker?: Both.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like gummy candies?: Like I said before, I hate sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER H&lt;br /&gt;How are you?: Annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;What color is your hair?: Blueish-black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER I&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite ice cream?: ... I'm getting sick of these questions. :|&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever ice skated?: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER J&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite jelly?: ... &amp;gt;|&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear jewelry?: My bracelet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER K&lt;br /&gt;Who do you want to kill?: Ha, a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;Do you want kids?: No, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER L&lt;br /&gt;Are you laid back?: *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;Do you lie?: Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER M&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite movie?: Don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like mangoes?: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER N&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a nickname?: Shut up, all of you.&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite number?: I don't know, 6?&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer night over day?: Usually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER O&lt;br /&gt;What's your one wish?: *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;Are you an only child?: ...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER P&lt;br /&gt;What one fear are you most paranoid about?: The lotus dying.&lt;br /&gt;What personality trait do you look for in people?: Non-irritating ones, but that seems hard, so I guess I can settle for less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER Q&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite quote?: Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER R&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you're always right?: I believe so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER S&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer sun or rain?: Rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER T&lt;br /&gt;What time is it?: 13:45&lt;br /&gt;What time did you wake up?: Dawn. Same pretty much every day.&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you slept in a tent?: I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER U&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing underwear?: ... :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER V&lt;br /&gt;What's the worst veggie: Broccoli.&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to go on vacation?: Vacations are for the weak (( though, lately, it seems I've been put on a permanent one )).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER W&lt;br /&gt;What's your worst habit?: I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live?: London, England (( though I wish I was still in Japan )).&lt;br /&gt;What's your worst fear?: :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER X&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had an x-ray?: Once.&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen the x-games?: What the fuck is that?&lt;br /&gt;Do you own a xylophone?: ... A what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER Y&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the color yellow?: No. Too bright.&lt;br /&gt;What's one thing you yearn for?: :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LETTER Z&lt;br /&gt;What's your zodiac sign?: Gemini&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in the zodiac?: Not really.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite zoo animal?: ... Wolves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was pointless.</content>
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    <title>Finally.</title>
    <published>2007-10-02T19:40:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-06T18:51:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(( ooc: omg. you don't know how FUCKING BAD i spazzed over this. ))&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandaxx:8381</id>
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    <title>...........</title>
    <published>2007-09-28T04:35:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-28T06:03:37Z</updated>
    <category term="seriously"/>
    <category term="fandom"/>
    <category term="rabi"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v17/Chibi-Inu/dlskhfldfsjkwtf.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I disown you. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(( ooc: i'm totes spamming heidi again coz she's the best ever. 8D ))&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandaxx:7967</id>
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    <title>..... uh.</title>
    <published>2007-09-10T01:23:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-10T01:24:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Things around here got pretty fucked up the past 48 hours. :| Rabi's a midget and other people... yeah. I haven't seen him today, however. Maybe he's back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've missed the new people. Good.</content>
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    <title>Not in a good mood.</title>
    <published>2007-08-22T17:43:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-22T17:43:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There's someone who came here a few weeks who I have uneasy feelings about, but I think I'll wait until I'm clear on it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh look, new people. Great. :|</content>
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    <title>:|</title>
    <published>2007-08-18T06:24:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-18T06:37:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, you guys are so uncreative. Seems all people can do these days is copy one another. I'm no good at what I did anyway. Morons. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S.&lt;/b&gt; AND ALSO, sending people that free Diet Pepsi crap is insulting. Sure it's free, but you're telling people their fat. :| Shame on you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kandaxx:7408</id>
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    <title>.... :|;</title>
    <published>2007-08-10T05:02:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-10T05:02:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Erm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, Rabi. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;;;;;</content>
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    <title>Okay, so I'm bored.</title>
    <published>2007-08-03T06:45:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-03T20:31:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And I thought I'd give writing a shot. So, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; KandaxAllen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom:&lt;/b&gt; D.Gray-Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water trickled down his skin, the cool moisture matting his hair and soaking his clothes. Kanda continued on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had been gone for far too long, and craved for what was nonexistant in those few months of absence. He stood in front of the gate now, awaiting entrance, but none came. A small snap caught his attention and he averted his gaze the the surrounding trees. The small hint of silver was noticed, and a small smile made itself known. "Allen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was knocked over, lips smashed against his own and a battle of difference from the usual ensued. Breaking away, their breaths mingled and the rain left them dripping wet, but neither cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; RabixKandaxAllen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom:&lt;/b&gt; D.Gray-man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was well-known Allen had a huge appetite, but his particular fancy was for sweets, especially candy. He liked gummy things, yet wasn't a fan of chocolate, which was probably due to bad experiences with his Master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabi, too, liked the sugar-coated confenctions. He and Allen always shared, with smiles and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Kanda was a different story. He hated sweets. He just didn't have the tooth for them. Due to this problem, he couldn't help but find himself slightly jealous when he found Rabi and Allen cuddling in an oversized chair in the library, a bagful of jellybeans in the smaller boy's lap. They fed each other while exchanging small laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walked up to them, glaring down. However, Allen just grinned before pressing a small blue dot to Kanda's lips, popping it in. "Blueberry," he said simply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanda soon found himself in a mix of new flavour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; RabixKanda + Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom:&lt;/b&gt; D.Gray-Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen watched as Kanda once again walked away from Rabi, a sour look gracing his features like normal, yet a small hint of amusement only he sees. The redhead continued to poke fun, and Kanda made no move to stop him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen couldn't help but feel left out. What kind of secrets had his two lovers shared? What kinds of things happened where no eyes can see? What... the boy wondered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when they had sex, Allen couldn't help but feel like the third wheel. He felt like he was taken care of first, so Rabi and Kanda could enjoy themselves together, without him in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He watched as they came to join him at the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... Allen, are you sick? You haven't touched anything," Rabi commented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy jumped a little. "N-no. I just don't feel hungry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, this is a new development," Kanda spoke, getting ready to eat his favourite dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen's fingers clenched. "I lost my appetite," he whispered, standing up and walked away. He felt the wetness on his cheeks and knew he was crying, that &lt;i&gt;they&lt;/i&gt; had witnessed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would never be as important to either Rabi or Kanda as they were to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it wasn't fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll go sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(( ooc: HAHAHA, BEHOLD MY WRITING OF SUCK. 8Db ))&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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