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Harkov City, Azuna

Oct. 17, 2787

1848hrs

Darkened clouds raced time Where the generous sun

A moment ago sat in the sky

Cold breeze stalked the streets

As the day ends and the night greets

The silence loomed in the near-empty streets

The child of life for the meek

Where once people sprawled the night

Now looms silence to the few insight

A flickering lamp post shew us two

And walk and talk is what they do

One leads the other

As brother to brother

In a straight line together

They walk as silently as a feather

The lead stops where an alley seeks

His last entrails in the busy streets

But stops him not the chaotic knot

Rather the bystander his eyes had caught

For just behind a corpse sat

Not human and nor fat

His clothes are black

And he left no track

As he moved forward towards The darkened pack

The two saw the disposition,

of the expensive mask in his possession

Mark the words in their position they found his suit of an armed orientation

The bottle hangs in his black beret

As the other was struck, kissed by a Fay

No words did he wish to say

As the other watched the tense display

The man passed the very lad

The other swore the lead he had

Spoke little, the man had said

The communication-bead screamed

And shocked they had.

But little had the word given to them

The petrifying reason they stood so hushed

For the former stood through untouched

The other however had a heart that's crushed.

"Forgive me not

But forget me not"

" Now that's a very dramatic entry for a diary Danyu! Are you trying to win a contest?"

He looked at Irina and said:

"never mind".

***

Dmitry and Valutin University

Harkov City, Azuna

3hours earlier

The airflow was disrupted as four figures rushed. Running through the hallways were mobs of crazed and hungry for lust. They passed through the rooms and climbed the stairs like high-speed zombies with devious intent.

"CHYORT, CHYORT, CHYORT!!!" Bubi cursed as he, Danya, Andrey, and Holt ran the speed of lightning to the chagrin of their pursuers.

"Can someone tell me just what the heavens? Is going on! What the heck is that!" He screamed whilst asking them about the mass of bare-bodied female bodies chasing them with apparent vile intent. Though in a distance it would seem like the good old fangirls chasing a bunch of Kpop/boyband stars.

As they were running across the entire wing Holt saw an opening in the form of a fork and ran as fast as he can to take the lead from Danya and said:

"Follow me and don't stop running!" He said to the group as he saw one of the girls tripping and falling to the ground crushed by a hundred or so boots from the front to the last. He felt bad for her, he knew that if they were to surrender this wouldn't have happened. But the thought of losing his virginity was a tad bit too bad for his taste.

Sure men were meant to be virile and so we're meant to lead the activities. But the concept of being dominated by the girl is a bit too much for him; not to mention his blossoming asexuality. He knew it was how things are meant to be, but it was for him no longer.

Still, it was weird though. He saw the same girl trip herself a few minutes ago but now she's on the lead and tripped again.

' Oddly horrifying!' He thought.

He crossed the fork and turned left to the other section. He quickly opened a utility room by entering an obscure key and grabbed everyone inside. They waited for the sounds to die down before making a sigh. Only to be taken aback by an unnerving sight.

It appears that three people occupied the room before them. Where brooms, vacuums, mops brushes should've been. Now lies three college students: one pale male, two brown to light brown females. And they were engaging in intense pleasures copulating like a bunch of horny rabbits. The amount of lovemaking they made allowed them to ignore the sudden appearance of the four fugitives and their captors.

The entire session lasted for minutes and the four were standing speechless at the burlesque display. It was amusing at best, except for Holt and Bubi who were petrified at the event. It was at this moment that Danya thought, they must move on.

Sad to say, with Danya in the lead it wasn't that amusing of a chase. Just some sneaking here and there and every once in a while they pass through random arrangements. And by that, I meant scenes of guys being raped by girls, orgies, various cases of BDSM, and the like. And my oh my! Nothing could have shaken Holt and Bubi to the core that they were slacking off.

Just when they thought they were safe, the mob found them again. And they ran, ran like the wind gushing in the street. They felt their resolve, strength, and stamina fade as they approach Room 103 and passed 104. With nothing but survival instincts and the necessity to keep them running, they felt their hearts slacken to a mere beat as they turned the fork toward Room 81.

Just as they turned, a pack of dark-clad people snatched them and hid them in a room. Hands in their mouths and shushing through the muffled screams as the mob passed by. The room was dark, lit only by a single lamp when a tick-tock was heard in the silence.

When the hand that covered Bubi's mouth loosened he screamed:

"Damn that bloody nixie clock! What svoloch engineer designed this ridiculous hump of a babushka's ass! Why would an electrically powered clock need a pendulum anyway! This is----" the hand tightened as he was about to end his ranting, unfortunately.

A click was heard as the light enveloped the room; VIOLENTLY. It was just as eye-blinding as a flashbang and nearly everyone fell to the ground covering their eyes.

"Please don't ruin the moment here please! We're enjoying it here." A voice similar to Pyotr's requested as the rest gathered their wits and regained their sight a few moments later.

It was a sight for sore eyes. Pyotr was feeding Katya Guavas as she lay on his thighs as he sat on the floor. 'GUAVAS!' Andrey thought at the fruit Pyotr held in his hand. He remembered apples in the stalls but not Guavas.

'Hmpf, maybe from an Orchard.' He thought as he relaxed his eyebrows. The sweetness of the romance calmed his usually cold heart.

The dark-clad people took off their shinobi-like masks and it started to show something. It was their fiancées and nearly everyone in the room sans Uwë had their "mates" with them. And he was very busy deleting the nudes she sent every hour for the past couple of days that his mother got her shits scared out of her.

" Thank god! You were just in time--" Holt spoke as Lina ran her index finger on his lips.

"Let's play a game, shall we?" She said to him with a devilish smile and giggled as she looked at her fellows and they giggled back. Danya was in a corner admiring the composite metal and concrete walls of the school; its brutalist design, the dirty white paint that colored the rooms, and the bright red paint job that kept him on edge every day.

He was in the middle of amusing himself with the texture of the paint when he heard the giggles. He looked for the source and found Irina reading a book in a corner. He sighed when she didn't giggle at first but nearly flew to outer space when she giggled as well, revealing the book to be Kamasutra.

Despite his gaze, he was also aroused. The erection revealed his well-endowed manhood to the staring Irina and she screamed with oddly or not so oddly delight. This gathered the attention of the others as well and the girls screamed before lounging upon their lover's crotches ending with a bunch of near humorous responses. Ranging from " You broke my cock" to " That's my balls damn it! My Balls!" With the exception of Bubi who just moaned an "Ahhh" sound as Rika gave him an overprotective handjob. But sad to say Pyotr didn't escape the girl's antics. Erika bit his crotch ending in him screaming humorously as she tried to give him an erection.

" Can't we just skip to the game now? This is getting old" Uwe asked like a peacock who just fed his friends to a lion.

" Easy for you to say! Somebody's not biting your crotch" Pyotr retorted showing Erika who hasn't let go of his swelling manhood.

" You poor ensanguined booger! Just enjoy the ride will you." He said with a fake smile as they went to take positions. He remembered his eavesdropping: the game was sexy poker and the bets are articles of clothing. The one who loses all of their clothes loses and must be subservient to their partner for the night. But the one who collapses loses as well. Lieselotte wasn't here so he was acting all cocky.

His phone buzzed and he found a pic in his email. He had doubts and thought through his pessimistic mind the odds of the pic coming from Lieselotte once more.

He found out to his horror and the current erection that his fears came true. The pic was from her! Another nude! And this time it was specific. She took a pic of her cleanly shaven cherry and wrote:

" You're joining the game too." Above her clit.

They all watched as his once smug face lost its color and started to cringe! They knew precisely what was about to happen. Nobody knows what happened between the two of them, but he's been acting strangely. Acting less virile lately, he usually hits on the girls despite his declining popularity.

He turned the phone towards them as Pyotr shuffled the cards playing as the banker for the day. Surely we all knew Bubi was the first to puke, but strangely none of the male locals seems to react to an extent. The females however can only be described as having glitter in their eyes. And now I wish none of you would flag this one as yuri.

'Typical!' The twins thought simultaneously as their faces dropped.

" Is this meant to be normal?" Danya asked Andrey as Rika wiped and treated the nauseating Bubi. As for the question, Andrey pointed at a poster glued on the ceiling. The CEILING!!! And for a poster about the female reproductive organ, it was detailed and humorously vulgar. Presenting a non-transparent "cherry" as the biggest figure available with various footnotes devoted to the "pleasuring" of one's mate.

" Do you think a six-year-old drew that?" Danya whispered.

" No! I bet it's a babushka." Andrey replied as Danya gave him a disgusted look. Andrey managed to shoot a menacing grim, that is before he learned that the girls beat him to it a few minutes earlier.

Uwe started to calm himself, chanting sutra's and whatnot for his own sake when she came, opening the door with such feline grace so unmatched that even the girls were astonished. Wearing clothing so alluring that it's too ridiculous to exist. The white-colored attire only had a spaghetti shirt that never covered the belly, barely protected the boob, was barebacked, and had straps so thin it looked like someone ripped a spider's arse just to make it. The mini skirt was so revealing and short that the matching underwear and stockings were the only decent clothing she wore. Once more, blood drained from Uwe's withering face. Surely he was Mrs. Kleist material...

Just as she approached him, ever-smiling and ever with the hips swaying. Reaching for his pale cheeks she kisses him when all of the sudden she was disturbed by a hailing Andrey who reached his hands and his voice up ever so annoyingly.

She stopped and look at the teen who smiled weirdly. Surely he must have thought of something.

" What's your FPD with Kleist?" Came the question with a smile that could've torn his sweet and godly alluring face.

"Hmmm. Just ten." She replied playfully as she steered towards an empty spot for the game.

"Just...just...ten!" He spoke trembling as Katya stepped in to calm him. The way she did struck Lieselote as odd. She seemed panicky than usual.

"I guess we must avoid such topics don't we?"

"I'd watch my own if I were you, yours are more self-destructive than mine by the way," Katya started looking at the trembling Uwe.

She got near him and looking him in the eyes with a calmly gentle smile wrapped her arms around him.

" Okay, okay I'm sorry. I knew it's too much, I'll stop being a bitch okay?" She whispered to his ear but was heard by Bubi to her chagrin.

" I don't think you were just a bitch towards him. You were worse than a bitch, in fact, a hundred tiers worse!" Bubi stated like a chibi nerd.

" You're one to talk! Like she wasn't doing it to you!" She retorted.

" Doing what? You mean like doing a romantic ritual before walking home?" He replied confused.

She turned her head to Rika: "You've never done it to him?"

" He told me that he preferred romantic partners, not erotic ones, so yeah! I didn't." She stated in the usual gossip method.

" Alright! Everybody on the double! on your places." Erika said signaling the start of the game.

The first bet came from Lieselotte and to nearly everyone's shock, she bet three articles: her Shirt, bra, and skirt. The girls were worse than just taken aback when they checked their boyfriends. Nearly all of them were dead shocked with only Danya drooling; he took a punch to the gut by Irina. Why she was there btw, ask your brother.

Uwe fainted declaring him as her property for the night.

After the game, Lieselotte was treating him like a baby. Even rocking him in her tender embrace. It didn't take long enough for Andrey to notice that they were actually whispering to each other. They kissed afterward; French kissed to be exact. But it was that childish grin that he made that gave Andrey the very idea of the entire prep talk.

Sadly he heard another voice, two to be exact that made his blood nearly boil.

" Just ten! Haha! why don't we break the record by going fifteen in three months instead?"

" Cyka blyat! I told you! It's gonna be bloody! And we haven't tried it yet!"

" You have no idea how much I get turned on when you're that angry Danya. But don't tell me you're not into gore are you? The blood will help your prowess as I moan and scream :)"

His fists clenched he turned towards the two and with a once calm face, immediately erupted:

" I SAID, NO HANKY PANKY!!!" he ended panting hardly, his heart must be bursting from today's experience. Weirdly enough, Katya's been acting like a mother figure lately. Even now she took his wine bottle and gave him a sip before asking him to take a breather.

" Irina, you'll get hurt. Are you sure about it? And you're so petite!" He said as weakly as an old man.

She just nodded with a smile as he lost more strength and asked his mate to get his meds. Gaining composure he said:

" Oh! And Danya, we're going shopping. We'll hit the bus early. And Katya, more med?"

" You'll get OD!!!" She said as she hugged him tenderly humming a sad tune.

" Am I not warm enough Darling?" She asked, noticing his hopeless face.

" No honey, you're Better!" He said as redness raced to his cheeks.

" Damn! Those two remind me of mom and dad!" Danya whispered to Irina's ear as the two minded their business.

***

Bubi's apartment, Near Kecheros General Merchandise

Harkov City, Azuna

Oct. 17, 2787

2000hrs

Bubi woke in from his sleep, sweating like a pig and just as stinky as a warthog. He went straight to the kitchen and drag a glass of water before looking at himself. No kiss marks, bite marks, no nothing. He started to laugh at himself and thought:

"Hahaha, silly dream"

He took his shirt off afterward and looked at his thin and lean body. No marks, no bites, no nothing. And started to laugh again, this time with a bit of regret in his tone.

He now wonders about his imagination, his sanity, and his depravity. Thinking that it was getting worse by the minute. If that extremely vivid moment was nothing but a dream then he must be sick in the head.

He looked at his face once more and smiled. Not that handsome, not that ugly, just perfect. Only this time he sounds more miserably as he laughed ruefully that drinking his glass of water was never that miserable.

He decided to eat some can of fruits before going back to bed and turned all the lights. Cozied in the bed and feeling the chill of the night he started to doze off and relaxed.

"Hey, are you ok? I heard you sobbing."

"Haaa!!!!"