I hate you, I hate you, I WANT you so bad! (Otachii & kurioustoohear)
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				Title: <strong>I hate you, I hate you, I WANT you so bad! (Otachii &amp; kurioustoohear)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pastel Kitkat</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 20:22:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j309/Otachii/Hazuki-1.jpg)</div>There was an air of excitement around the room that made the entire place seem to buzz; homecoming was fast approaching and everyone was feeding off the anticipation of the dance. Girls were giggling uncontrollably as they walked down the halls, passing boys who stared longing either too shy to make their move or just biding their time. Everyone was pairing up to prepare, or at least those who could manage to find suitable partners; though there were some that were taking a more active role in the dance then just finding a date. Hazuki Takanowa, a very lovely young girl who headed the school rhythmic gymnastics team, was one such student who busied herself organizing for the dance. She had helped set up the fundraiser to raise money for the dance, had spent hours printing and selling tickets, sorting money and buying decorations and it finally looked like all of Hazuki's (as well as her fellow student council people) hard work was paying off. “You be careful up there Kazuma!” <br><br>Hazuki's cute, if not slightly high-pitched voice echoed around the gymnasium. Her head was thrown back to let her chocolatey brown locks trail elegantly down her back, long bangs shifting in her almond eyes with the way she rocked back and forth nervously. She was staring up anxiously toward the gyms high ceiling where, just under it supported by a mechanical lift the students had manged to convince the school to rent for them, was Kazuma, Hazuki's twin brother, helping a few other boys that stood upon the lift hanging large silver stars that hung from dazzling stream from the rafters as the others set in various lights. “Quit nagging Hazuki.” The young boy called down gruffly causing Hazuki's plump lips to pucker into a pouting little frown. Hazuki always babied her brother; being twins they were the same age, though Hazuki was three minutes older, but despite being the girl Hazuki had always taken on the role of the protector. <br><br>Kazuma was a timid boy by nature, much as Hazuki was very soft-spoken, but Kazuma would never stick up for himself. He was always being picked on by older boy's, always hassled by other students in the hallways and all he would ever do was hang his head, shrug his shoulders and head on his way. Hazuki however had a sharp tongue and a nasty little temper that though not easily sparked, flared to a blazing inferno whenever it was; that was usually only when she caught people messing with her brother. The two were close, as most twins were and looked alarmingly alike... which wasn't such a good thing for Kazuma. Hazuki was a beautiful girl, gorgeous really; with gentle and smooth doll-like features and fair porcelain skin that had a healthy glow about it. She was short, standing a mere five feet tall but had the type of body no sixteen year old should posses; she was trim and kept slender with her gymnastics yet her round hips were quite wide and her bosom more full then any gymnasts had the right to be giving her a sumptuous hourglass figure that looked good enough to eat... or at least lick all over. <br><br>Everything about her appearance just screamed sensuality; her shapely figure, her pretty face and even her tiny frame that made her looks so utterly easy to overtake in lustful need made Hazuki quite the eye candy. With those lovely curves so deliciously defined by the tight black skinny jeans that hung low on her swollen hips and the binding baby blue t-shirt that squeezed her expansive breasts so snug as the hem stopped just short of the waistline of her pants to show off the very bottom of that defined midriff that those sexy hip bones it was hard not to stare at the girl. But such things didn't work as well for a boy; Kazuma had a very boyishly attractive face that made him look twelve, a skinny rather gangly frame that didn't help with his prepubescent looks and his pitiful height of four feet and eleven inches made him a horribly easy target for bullying. As Hazuki busied herself watching Kazuma, worrying herself over whether or not he'd fall, a few select other students went about finishing the decorations that could be put up from the safety of the ground. They hung streamers, set up tables and blew up hundreds of silver balloons they tied down decoratively in various places. But as they worked Hazuki simply stood and stared up at her brother, too nervous to do anything else, she had been standing there for the last twenty minutes chewing at her lower lip and shifting her weight in sneakers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: I hate you, I hate you, I WANT you so bad! (Otachii &amp; kurioustoohear)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 17:19:36</strong>
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				&nbsp; "I'll catch up with you guys later," Jason announced as he pealed away from his football-lettered friends, team mates all. He was not the star quarterback, but proved to be a very productive tight end for the high school team.&nbsp; That made him a bit of a celebrity with most of the student body, but the nemesis of the nerdy academics.&nbsp; Which suited Jason just fine ... he excelled at needling and mocking them, even though he carried a 3.4 GPA.&nbsp; He walked towards the hall where he was sure he would find Hazuki preparing for the big Home Coming dance.&nbsp; It was fast approaching and he had not yet asked anyone to be his date.&nbsp; Many of the cheerleaders were hoping he would ask them.&nbsp; He had even heard that some had turned down other offers in order to keep alive their hopes; they were in for a disappointment.&nbsp; Jason knew who he wanted to ask, but their history might get in the way.<br>&nbsp; Jason had known Hazuki since the fourth grade when his family moved into the house next door.&nbsp; And he did what fourth graders do ... tease the girls because they all were infected with 'kooties.'&nbsp; He did not spare Hazuki, even though he secretly believed that she was the only possible girl spared that dread disease.&nbsp; It was that knowledge that demanded he torment her more severely.&nbsp; There was something about her that he liked, although to admit that, even to himself, was absolutely <em>anathema</em>!&nbsp; He hated that he liked her.&nbsp; He had to make her hate him, and he worked hard to find her weaknesses. Enter her brother: Kazuma ... a twin, no less!&nbsp; Jason made his life miserable ... made all the more easy by his small stature and soft features.&nbsp; His vicious attacks, especially questioning his sexual orientation, really set Hazuki off!&nbsp; And to have your sister defend you made things even worse for him, although he doubted that she ever understood that.&nbsp; Whatever it was he felt for her only grew as he did and she did.&nbsp; He could not look at her and not have his breathe taken away.&nbsp; She was an absolutely beautiful girl, and built like a brick house!&nbsp; How many times had Jason jacked off with fantasies of her curvy hips and big boobs!&nbsp; He had lost count.&nbsp; Now, as a junior in High School, he could admit it: he loved Hazuki.&nbsp; At least what he knew of love ... Jason only knew that he wanted to be with her.<br>&nbsp; Jason entered the auditorium and immediately looked up at the big piece of equipment dominating the room.&nbsp; He chuckled when he saw Kazuma putting up the decorations.&nbsp; "<em>What a fag!</em>" he thought.&nbsp; Lowering his eyes, he looked around and immediately saw Hazuki, looking HOT in her tight black jeans and light blue shirt.&nbsp; She was standing sideways to the door, giving a wonderful view of the fullness of her breasts.&nbsp; "<em>I have to ask her before someone else does</em>."&nbsp; But the thought scared him.&nbsp; He was not sure how she felt about him.&nbsp; Jason feared he had done too good of a job of getting her to hate him, and that she would not take him seriously as a date.&nbsp; But he had to try ... he just had to.&nbsp; He walked slowly towards her going over in his head how he might broach the subject of the dance ... and ask her to go with him.&nbsp; He was so nervous when he finally approached her, but she did not seem to notice him.&nbsp; She just kept staring towards the ceiling watching her brother.&nbsp; Jason watched for a moment ... the moment it looked like Kazuma might lose his balance.&nbsp; Jason laughed, "Hey, don't worry,<em> Pretty Boy</em>!&nbsp; I'll catch you if you fall!"&nbsp; The moment he said it, he wished he had not ...&nbsp; <br>(http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/3900000/anime-boys-anime-guys-3910964-390-550.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: I hate you, I hate you, I WANT you so bad! (Otachii &amp; kurioustoohear)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pastel Kitkat</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 18:15:16</strong>
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				Hazuki was on edge, beside herself with anxiety; she always was when it came to Kazuma, the young woman worried over him constantly. He was so small, so frail and so unwilling to stick up for himself that Hazuki had to look out for him, no matter how much he protested. Hazuki knew that her interference generally only made the situation worse for her brother, he was constantly reminding her of not only that fact but of the fact that some of the boy's Hazuki defended Kazuma against were vicious brutes that weren't above taking a swing at a girl. Hazuki remembered vividly the day she had gotten in Bobby Loyd's face after he made a comment about her brothers love of musical theater, forcing Hazuki to take a nasty verbal shot at the boy's masculinity and lack of the proper equipment to make him a real man. Bobby hadn't liked that and it was only because Kazuma had pulled her back that she missed getting slapped across her beautiful face; thankfully Bobby's friends had had enough sense to hold him back after the initial attack but Kazuma constantly reminded her that the next time she might not be so lucky. Hazuki didn't care though; if Kazuma wouldn't stick up for himself, she would do it for him. <br><br>She was watching with hitched breath as Kazuma made a reach for a rafter a bit to far in front of him, making him lean over the bars of the lift a bit. “Careful Kazuma!” Hazuki had shouted up to him, making the boy jump and teeter a bit. Hazuki yelled in alarm, giving a jolt of her own that caused her large chest to bounce just slightly as she propped onto her toes. Clamping her palms over her mouth, well manicured nails gleaming under the lights of the gym, Hazuki watched, her deep pretty brown eyes wide with alarm, her brother catch his balance and throw a very peeved look down toward his overbearing sister. But finally Hazuki was no longer staring intently at Kazuma waiting for the worse to happen, she was gazing off beside her at a boy she would have been happy to never see again in her lifetime. <br><br>Dazzling eyes slitted to shoot icy daggers straight for Jason and her luscious mouth set into a scowling frown as Hazuki crossed her arms beneath her sizable bosoms, squishing the glorious globes together prominently to back a bit of cleavage peak out form the neckline of her t-shirt. “What do you want Jason? Don't you have to go beat up some innocent freshmen with you neanderthal friends?” Hazuki inquired with her sweet voice set into a deadly venomous tone; one such friend, or at least teammate, was the line-back Bobby Loyd. Kazuma didn't even seem to hear Jason's little comment and was again busying himself with helping to hang the decorations; the young man had always been dead set against not stooping to the level of any of his bullies by responding to any taunts they threw at him. Hazuki however was not nearly as level headed and just couldn't contain that nasty temper when she was annoyed. <br><br>She and Kazuma never discussed his sexuality, though Hazuki knew, or suspected, her brother had absolutely no interest in girls and so what? Hazuki didn't see why it was such a big deal and why it was the chosen place to pick at whenever any of the boys made fun of him. It was blatant ignorance was what it was and it only fueled Hazuki's anger all the more. Jason had been doing it for years; putting Kazuma down because of his looks, his timid nature and his questionable sexuality and though a very good natures girl Hazuki was nothing if not a grudge holder. Even years later Hazuki could not look past how Jason had tormented her brother, but how could she? He was still doing it and had even recruited his douche-bag friends into the mix. Hazuki hated the boy, or at least came as close to hate with dislike as was possible to; she didn't care if he was good looking, which he was, she was not one of those girls vying for his attention or desperate for his touch. <br><br>In fact Hazuki desperately wished the boy would just leave her and her brother alone. Every time she saw him she just wanted to kick him and on more then one occasion she had tried only to be pulled away by Kazuma. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: I hate you, I hate you, I WANT you so bad! (Otachii &amp; kurioustoohear)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 22:51:09</strong>
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				&nbsp; Jason looked at Hazuki, bracing for her retort.&nbsp; It was so easy to get a rise out of her, but that is not what Jason had wanted to do.&nbsp; Years of practice had made his taunting come second nature, and, to be frank, he was tired of it.&nbsp; His receding interest in tormenting Kazuma corresponded with his increasing interest in his sister.&nbsp; He smiled at her comment; so like her!&nbsp; She could never let one remark pass without making a confrontation.&nbsp; "Nah ... their watching 'The Flintstones.'&nbsp; Jason smiled at her, hoping she would respond ... but she didn't.&nbsp; <em>Shit</em>!&nbsp; He watched as she dismissed his presence, returning her attention to her decorating ...<br>&nbsp; But Jason had come to ask her out, and he was determined to do just this.&nbsp; He followed around, trying to think of how he might 'break the ice' and put their conversation on a more cordial footing.&nbsp; "So ... umm ... Hazuki ... how's it going?"&nbsp; He cringed to himself, knowing how lame that sounded.&nbsp; But she had that affect on him.&nbsp; It seemed like he became tongue-tied every time, which were not many, he tried to really talk to her.&nbsp; Jason had no problem talking to other girls; in fact, they thought him quite&nbsp; flirt.&nbsp; But that all fled him when he was with Hazuki.&nbsp; Jason desperately wanted her to know the real him.&nbsp; He had changed.&nbsp; He wasn't that young asshole anymore, although it seemed that she still thought so.&nbsp; But that was because she never saw the real Jason ... only the Jason everyone at school expected.&nbsp; Well, he wanted her to know the real him ... and of his interest in her.&nbsp; He tried to not look nervous as he waited for a response ... that may never be coming.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: I hate you, I hate you, I WANT you so bad! (Otachii &amp; kurioustoohear)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pastel Kitkat</strong> on <strong>27-02-2010, 19:49:28</strong>
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				There was one aspect of Jason's presence that accomplished something good; the sudden appearance of the older boy finally made Hazuki stop hovering around Kazuma as he hung overhead. Jason's retort received and eye roll from Hazuki, sumptuous lips parting as if to reply only to close with a shake of her head that sent her loose chocolate brown locks flying about her pretty face. She moved away from the lift and in turn Jason, heading off to find something she could occupy her time with to distract herself. It was hard to resist the urge to explode at Jason; the boy's mere presence infuriated Hazuki to the point where she just wanted to start breaking things. It was childish, Hazuki knew that but every time she started to feel sorry for the way she treated Jason she remembered her brother's face as he wailed in Hazuki's arms over the gouging scrape in his knee he had gotten when Jason pushed him, or the way Kazuma ran and hid under the wedge under their front porch after Jason had taunted him mercilessly about the rainbow shoelaces in his sneakers. Though they were older now Hazuki just couldn't escape the memories of her tormented brother who was much more willing to forgive then she was. <br><br>Lost in her thoughts as she moved to assist a few other students in tying off freshly inflated balloons Hazuki hardly noticed Jason standing behind her, she hadn't realized the boy was following her so when he spoke to her her head jerked toward him, sending her hair flicking off her shoulder and she tossed him a look of mild surprise and abundant irritation. “Positively dandy Jason, and how's this new stalking habit going for you?” She replied in the same icy tone she always used when addressing the boy, tying up the balloon she held so viciously that it actually exploded in her grip making her yelp with shock. She was being rude, she knew it, and even though he was being perfectly cordial Hazuki couldn't bring herself to return the favor. “Do you want something?” She shot almost accusingly at him, wrenching another balloon away from a scandalized looking blonde girl who huffed indignantly at her. But Hazuki didn't care, having Jason hanging over her was making her skin crawl. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: I hate you, I hate you, I WANT you so bad! (Otachii &amp; kurioustoohear)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>28-02-2010, 10:30:34</strong>
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				&nbsp; Jason tried to smile at her stalking comment, but her tone told him that she did not intend it to be funny.&nbsp; He shifted on his feet as he tried to figure out how to approach the reason he was there.&nbsp; Doubts flooded his mind.&nbsp; He was being foolish ... she would never agree to go to the dance with him.&nbsp; She hated him!&nbsp; Jason thrashed about in his mind, trying to say something that might just&nbsp; take the edge off this conversation.&nbsp; He was so into her, and she had no idea.&nbsp; You could almost call it an obsession.&nbsp; He thought of her all the time, even at home.&nbsp; And when he saw her, his heart beat faster.&nbsp; No other girl had this affect on him ... only Hazuki.&nbsp; And something else; Jason really regretted how he had treated her brother.&nbsp; He knew that was why she could not stand him ... but that Jason was gone.&nbsp; He wanted her to know that ...<br><br>&nbsp; "Yeah ... umm ... I'd like to talk to you about something."&nbsp; He again tried to smile, but his nerves were getting the best of him.&nbsp; "<em>She won't say yes ... this is stupid!"</em>&nbsp; Jason tried to drive these doubts from his mind.&nbsp; He had to ask her.&nbsp; If he didn't, then she would never get to know the new Jason ... the one who was absolutely taken by her.&nbsp; "Do you think we could step outside for a minute?"&nbsp; He did not want to ask her with anyone else around, in case she laughed in his face.&nbsp; <em>Why</em> had he picked on Kazuma so much?&nbsp; Well, the answer to that was easy: that is what kids do, and he was an easy target.&nbsp; Still was.&nbsp; But Jason would undo it all if he could ... he wanted Hazuki ...
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				Post by: <strong>Pastel Kitkat</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 04:50:30</strong>
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				She was being mean, an utterly insufferable bitch and she knew it and it made Hazuki ashamed of herself. She didn't like to be one of those cruel girls; that made her no better then Jason on his bully friends. But Hazuki just couldn't help it, the older boy infuriated her to the point where she'd do anything to get him and keep him away from her. She didn't care if he claimed to have changed, nothing could ever right the numerous ways in which Jason had wronged her brother and Hazuki would never relinquish the vice grip she held onto her childhood grudge with. Immature as it was, awful as it made her out to be Hazuki refused to let Jason off the hook. But the boy was persistent and that persistence only fueled Hazuki's rage as she continued to spit daggers at the young man with her sharp chocolaty eyes. “Fine! But this better be quick; I have important work to do!” <br><br>Hazuki exclaimed before stalking off right past the boy toward the gym doors that led outside rather then back out into the halls of the school; if Jason was going to force her to talk to him at least she could have some fresh air as a source of comfort. She stomped about so forcefully that her expansive bosom jiggles almost violently, bouncing with her every step harshly with the hard knock of her wide shapely hips. “I'll be back Kazuma!” She shouted over her shoulder, charging loudly through the door so that she didn't hear her brother's careless response of “Ya, ya, whatever...”. Her brown locks lifted in the breeze that danced about the air; the sky was a lovely clear shade of blue that matched the t-shirt stretched so delectably over her curvaceous torso. Puffy white clouds dotted the gorgeous blue; a bright sun beaming down to heat the concrete courtyard Hazuki stood in presumably with Jason close by. <br><br>“So what do you want?” Hazuki's tone was a tad calmer then it had been in the gym but she was clearly still quite annoyed. She refused to look at Jason, keeping her eyes downcast upon the tips of her sneakers as her arms curled to cross just under the mountainous expansion of her breasts. The position of her arms pressed the wondrously large mounds together temptingly, providing a more prominent view of delicious alabaster cleavage from the neckline of her shirt. Hazuki had no idea what Jason was about to ask, she didn't think he would dare. If she had the young woman would have certainly saved the junior the trouble of such mortification and just turned her back on him right there and then. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: I hate you, I hate you, I WANT you so bad! (Otachii &amp; kurioustoohear)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 07:55:46</strong>
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				&nbsp; Jason's heart was suddenly filled with doubt and remorse.&nbsp; What was he thinking?&nbsp; Everything she said ... every move of her voluptuous body screamed of her hatred of Jason.&nbsp; He never knew just how much his childhood bullying of Kazuma had generated such sharp and negative feelings towards him.&nbsp; He was being so foolish ... he knew her answer already.&nbsp; But there was something about her that consumed him, made him want her above any other girl he could have.&nbsp; Was it the challenge?&nbsp; Certainly her curvy body and incredible looks was a big part.&nbsp; But it was more than that.&nbsp; Jason had really grown to like Hazuki ... to more than like ... to be obseseed with her.&nbsp; Even her fiery temperament drew him to her.&nbsp; The sound of her voice ...<br><br>&nbsp; He followed her outside into the afternoon sun, its bright beams highlighting her body and causing sensual shadows.&nbsp; Jason was not unaware of her ample cleavage ... made all the more by her folded arms.&nbsp; He wanted to wrap his arms around her and kiss her ... he dreamed of those sweet lips pressed against his.&nbsp; His cock was hard in his pants, despite his mixed feelings.&nbsp; He closed the distance between them, smiling a wasted smile as she would not even look up at him.&nbsp; "Thanks for coming outside ... the hall looks great!" he managed to mumble, knowing how lame he sounded.&nbsp; He took a deep breath ...<br><br>&nbsp; "Look Hazuki ... we go way back, and I know how angry I make you ..."&nbsp; He was thrashing about, avoiding the question he had asked her outside to pose.&nbsp; "I am really sorry about ..."&nbsp; His voice trailed off as he looked away, taking another deep breath.&nbsp; With his heart in his throat, he finally blurted out the question he longed to ask her.&nbsp; "Hazuki ... I would really like ... would you go to the dance with me?"&nbsp; He braced himself for her response, a mixture of dread and hope.&nbsp; It was out there, and he inwardly prayed that she would say yes ...
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