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Click hereHe kissed me and pulled me into his arms. "You will. What does he have aside from his twisted sense of honor?"
I turned away to face the milky moonlight. "Honor is sometimes all we have. And he has a bargain. Debts have been paid and new ones created. In the end, it will come down to the start."
As always when he had no words of comfort, he gave me peace with his body. I took him into me slowly and kissed him hard, but through it all I couldn't get the thought out of my head. Nearly three thousand years ago mistakes had been made. I should have let Ojin die or Hachiman should have let me die. As always the ghosts of the past, haunting me since the beginning, were about to rise from the grave once more.
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madam_noealmost 12 years agoAuthorTo the 2 people who have in the last 24 hours gone through this series and rated each story a 1, would you please explain why, if you think they suck so much, you keep reading after the first one and doing this? Constructive feedback helps, and if you have it, give it. If you don't, fine, you probably couldn't leave any because I doubt you're literate, so just rate my stories whatever, and enjoy fucking yourself.
