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    <title>30kisses #01: kiss (Look Over here by Albedo’s Angelic Grace)</title>
    <published>2008-02-26T02:50:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-26T02:50:32Z</updated>
    <category term="albedo piazzolla x gaignun kukai jr."/>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;30 Kisses: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Theme #1 Look over here&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is based on the 30 kisses theme from LJ. The Pair is Albedo Piazzolla and Gaignun Kukai, Jr. It’s incest. Twincest to be more specific. Don’t like? Don’t read. It’s as simple as that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Disclaimer for Fanfiction: I do not own Xenosaga, nor do I own the right to the 30 kisses themes. Although I did make up my own set of themes once……………………………………&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jr. walks out onto a balcony…the soft breeze ruffling his short red hair. He’s leaning forward on the balcony, on his tiptoes, with his hands on the railing. He thinks back…to when he was just a carefree child…when he didn’t have to worry about the foundation, or the Elsa, or anything but U-DO. When he could just take care of his brothers and sisters, leading them, and yet not really leading them at all. When he was just…just red dragon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Dragon…that hateful term that has come to dominate his life. Red Dragon…the reason he can’t grow up. Red Dragon… a powerful aura and rage…released mostly around his brother… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His brother…Albedo Piasora…Albedo Piazzolla…Psychopathic and Sociopathic no matter how you look at him. Albedo…white hair…and purple eyes that only gleam the way they do from his link with U-DO…his psychotic, unstable link with U-DO. The link that allows him to cast his own aura as well…but unlike Jr.…he can control his. Unlike Jr., he uses his power to serve him…and he doesn’t give a damn about society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tanned skin teen walks up behind the boy. Jr. opens his eyes to see silver hair swaying in the breeze as well...long silver hair that one just can’t resist the temptation to touch. Silver hair that comes to the teen’s shoulders. Shoulders that Jr. can barely reach because of their foot height difference. Endless turquoise seas fill the spots that are called eyes on the teen’s face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"chaos…" Jr. softly whispers. Compared to the teen’s liveliness, Jr. looks like he’s dead. His blood red hair is tousled all over the place, and his normally vibrant sea blue eyes are glassy. His skin is also paler than usual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jr.? You don’t look all right…" he says. He then quickly reaches his arms out as the boy faints, falling face forward into chaos. chaos catches him, pulling the boy into a hug. He gently scoops the boy up into his arms and walks back into the mansion that jr. lives in on the foundation. He sets the boy on a bad that’s in the room that the two males share, before sitting on his own bed and taking a nap as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rubedo?" a voice calls out. "RUBEDO!" the voice gets more and more persistent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rubedo…Rubedo…Rubedo…" he can hear it echoing over and over in the pitch blackness of the night…it echoes all around him…one call…after another…after another… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"RUBEDO!" The voice calls out as a flicker of white appears. He sharply turns, drawing his guns as well. He looks around; his arms crossed in front of him as he hears another voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jr.…" This voice was much softer…gentler…saner even. Masculine…and yet feminine at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jr." The voice calls again. He follows it to see a doorway of light. Eh keeps walking…the doorway slowly coming nearer and nearer to him…even though it looks close. "Jr." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He jerks upright in his bed, coughing slightly. He doesn’t understand what just happened, but as soon as he opens his eyes and looks up, he sees deep green eyes and tan skin. He smiles as chaos pulls back to put his hands on his knees. chaos frowns, but Jr. just shakes his head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is it chaos?" he asks. He knows that chaos cares for him more than a friend or brother, but Jr. is not quite sure what to think of himself, let alone chaos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Well, you were tossing and turning, so I thought something was wrong." chaos smiles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jr. just stands up. "I’m fine." He then leaves the teen on his bed and runs to the billiard room. He sits down on top of the edge of the table and racks the balls, getting a cue stick as well. He turns back to play snooker, when a voice echoes in his head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Rubedo….silver hair…I see silver…and a male? Homosexual are we? But I guess it makes absolute sense!" the voice laughs in his head as he ignores it and shoots a red ball before shooting a point ball. He closes his eyes and thinks back to when they were kids.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p&gt;16 years ago&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rubedo looks up to see White and black streaks go by him as he stares at the garden. "Ebony and Ivory live together in perfect harmony." He looks up form the small reddish colored flowers to see the two boys tackle each other. "But yet, where does Cinnabar fit?" he watches the two boys walk over to him and smiles. The three head into the shower stalls, smiling and talking like nothing is wrong, Rubedo standing in the middle. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is only one open stall, so Nigredo takes it as the other two boys walk around. Albedo smiles and looks up at the sky, one of the few moments of normality with the two brothers. They keep walking, staring at the different flowers. Bleeding Hearts, Dragon’s blood…man, Dmitri had a thing for plants named "blood". Rubedo chuckles when he thinks about it. Blood, how apt, since they are nothing but bioweapons. Sakura may see them as real boys, but whom are they fooling? All they are are bioweapons, and monsters at that. Rubedo sighs and keeps walking until he espies a bench, and then sits down on it when he reaches it. He pulls one leg up to his chest so he can wraps his arm around it and rests his chin on his knee. He’s frowning, but you really cannot tell.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Albedo looks over at him, and Rubedo turns away. "Rubedo?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"What is it Albedo?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"How come you never look at me when we’re talking? You say you listen, but part of listening is eye contact…" he pouts as he watches his brother. Rubedo simply sighs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Not now Albedo, I’m busy."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Rubedo…" His brother pouts. "You’re being mean on purpose. You aren’t busy."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Yeah, I am." Jr. stands up and walks off into a different part of the garden. He waits for his brother to leave, and then turns to look in the window. He leans up against the railing as he watches a brown-haired girl play the piano. Bohemian melodies play from he piano, not conforming to any type of genre that Rubedo has ever heard, heard of, or will ever hear. Softly, the notes make their way to him as he smiles and watches intently. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He smiles as she looks up at him, and then walks away. Autism isn’t very kind to her at all, and he wonders if she’s going to make it or not. He walks to the stalls to hear somebody sobbing. He ignores it, a dirty feeling creeping upon him, as he takes off his clothes and walks into another stall. The warm water is rather refreshing, and so he takes his time in the shower. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soon though, his reverie is disturbed as he feels a hand work over his shoulder. He heard some squeaking, but he figured that it was Albedo leaving him. Four white fingers spread over his shoulder, with the thumb pressing into his back. Another hand joins on his left side, and it feels like a soft massage. Rubedo sighs and lets it go on, the fingers kneading deeply into his back and removing the lumps and knots.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"So…will you listen to me now?" He hears his twin purr into his ear. He jumps up, startled completely.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Albedo! It may be okay for the standard units to shower together, but that’s because they are all parts of one collective consciousness. We’re separate entities. This Is just plain creepy"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"But you enjoyed the massage, did you not."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rubedo blushes brightly. "Well, umm…"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You can’t deny it. There’s no way when we both know the truth." Albedo purrs seductively. Scarily even, since they’re only twelve. And they’re twins as well. Rubedo feels two lithe slender arms wrap their way around his waist, effectively creeping him out. He freezes, waiting for what Albedo would do next.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Rubedo…there’s more that you enjoy that I do or have done besides the massage, right?" Albedo asks, resting his head against his brother’s shoulder. 12 years old, and already trying to rape little boys. What kind of brother is he?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Umm…" Rubedo just stands there, completely frozen. Maybe by ignoring Albedo, he can make Albedo leave, but all that does is enrage his brother.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You really never listen or look do you?" The arms around Rubedo’s waist are removed, the water long gone for the allotted four minute showers, and the stall creaks. He sighs as he waits for the younger twin to get dressed and leave. He hears some sobbing, and then another door creaks. He safely assumes that Albedo’s gone, and so Rubedo gets out and changes into the uniform, the orange suit bugging the crap out of him. He sighs and then keeps walking, finding his way from place to place. He heads into the room that he shares with Nigredo, Albedo, and nine of the standard units. He sits down on the bunk below Albedo’s, the one that he himself sleeps on. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nigredo walks into the room and notices his brother’s solemn mood. "Rubedo…what is it?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rubedo tells him everything that happened in the showers, breaking down and crying. All Nigredo can do is console him by rubbing his elder brother’s shoulder. Nigredo sighs and keeps watching to see what his brother is going to do. Oh course, Rubedo just gets up and leaves him, wanting to be alone for a while.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He sighs and sits at the garden, staring at all of the flowers, the Bleeding Heart and Dragon’s Blood both catching his eye. He smiles and picks one of the flowers there. It’s huge and purple-blue. He then runs into the room that he shares with the other variant units and 9 standard units. Normally, there is 18 standard units to a room with bunk beds, merely for conditioning. However, there were 12 left over, so Dmitri gave them a room that only has 6 beds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"It’s called a Balloon Flower." Rubedo exclaims as he gives it to his twin. He smiles and then patiently explains it’s significance, as well as it’s uses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"It’s a flower." Albedo mutters. Albedo then sticks it behind his ear, the stem barely poking out from behind his ear. He hugs his brother, unexpectedly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Wha-" Rubedo exclaims before hugging his brother back. He smiles, the two of them feeling like normal brothers at that point. He just smiles, watching to see what Albedo does, but Albedo doesn’t do anything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few seconds later, Albedo pulls back a little and looks up at Rubedo. He smiles and laughs. Looking at the amusement on his brother’s face, Albedo leans forward and kisses him square on the lips.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rubedo doesn’t pull back or anything. In fact, he actually kind of likes it…even though it’s incestuous. He watches as Albedo realizes what he’s doing and runs off in shock. Rubedo doesn’t chase after him…he just reaches up with his hand and touches his lips.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jr. is still sitting on the pool table, totally forgetting about his game of snooker. A man in a white flowing cape enters through a wall and walks up behind Jr. Jr. just smiles, knowing who it was because of the aura of the will that was being given off by his psychotic brother. Occasionally, they have moments of normality between the two, when they can relax and continue to lead their secret lives with each other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Rubedo…don’t tell me you continue to flirt with that Peche that you think is a replacement for your beloved Sakura." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"She’s not a replacement for Sakura. Besides, it’s really you, ya know?" Jr. doesn’t even look to see who it is as he leans back against his brother who is sitting behind him on the pool table. He smiles and looks the other man in the eyes. Deep amethyst versus glassy cerulean the two colors nice and contrasting. Jr. closes his eyes and smiles, leaning his head forward again. Slender fingers work over his shoulders once again, the ritual becoming less and less creepy with each massage, and more and more comforting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soon though, the fingers stop kneading the boys back and he opens his eyes to see Albedo smiling down at him. Sure, it’s incest, but Jr. reaches up and kisses Albedo. They close their eyes, the kiss deepening as Albedo forces his way into Jr.’s mouth, wrapping his arms around his half upside-down brother. Jr. reaches up with his hand to hold Albedo’s chin, being submissive to the man’s will. They fall backwards off of the pool table as Jr. leans up against Albedo, falling into a mass of flesh, but neither of them breaks the kiss, to lost in their passion for each other to notice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Albedo finally breaks the kiss when he hears footsteps. However the person who was walking passes right by the room. Albedo sighs, watching the door. Eight little lithe fingers snake their way into his silky white hair, pulling him back down to kiss him again. Albedo has no choice but to comply, first for fear of loosing his hair, but also because he doesn’t want to face the boy’s wrath.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jr. keeps running his fingers through Albedo’s hair, crawling on top of the man who is sprawled out on the floor like a dead man. Albedo reaches up and then breaks the kiss by pulling back. He smiles at the pouting boy, laughing when Jr. whimpers a little.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"How come it is…that we never talk anymore? You always want to get down to business?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Albedo, I used to never look at you or listen to you when I talk. I guess it’s just better for us to just do things the way we always have." Jr. smiles at his younger brother and ruffles the man’s hair. It’s funny…how somebody with an outward appearance of a twelve year old could be older than somebody who looks 26.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Albedo just looks at Jr. After the awkward silence has passed, Albedo gives Jr. a twisted smile and softly whispers to him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I want to hear you calling for me as your-"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jr. turns bright red and clamps a hand over his brother’s mouth. "That’s enough Albedo!" Jr. turns away, his face turning the same color as his hair. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But for Albedo, it wasn’t enough…Albedo pushes Jr. out of his lap and onto the floor. He works his way down his brother’s arms with his hands, keeping the boy pinned to the ground. Albedo smiles one of his creepy grins, and then kisses Jr. Sparks of passion flow through their bodies, and a salty taste fill Jr.’s mouth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jr. pulls back and galres at Albedo. "You bastard!" He wipes away the blood that pours out of his lips as he galres at his brother. He looks at him, straight in teh eyes, and once again, he feels like they were children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albedo simply smiles. Creepy, but he smiles. He then stads up and&amp;nbsp; walks out, leaving the same way he came.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>???</title>
    <published>2008-01-09T03:45:30Z</published>
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    <content type="html">CAN THE SNOW EVER STOP?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already missed school....too much....and it's been snowing for 20 hours straight......GRRR!~</content>
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