Fan Fiction ❯ Glee Me ❯ Army Bomb ( Chapter 9 )
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By: XxMusaxX 
Alittle love for the government ) hahaha whee enjoy and PLEASE REVIEW or else I wont right anymore =o song used is B.Y.O.B by System of a down.
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Horror / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 06.02.2006 | Updated On: 06.02.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 216 | Status: Completed
Alittle love for the government ) hahaha whee enjoy and PLEASE REVIEW or else I wont right anymore =o song used is B.Y.O.B by System of a down.
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Horror / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 06.02.2006 | Updated On: 06.02.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 216 | Status: Completed
Army Bomb *Glee Me*
Hazusa was doing Musashi's nails while the news was on, he sighed at the mention of the term war, they seemed to throw that at the people all day, they had been talking about the war for about a year yet nothing has happened, all they do is keep raising taxes and keep on threatening with that cold term, as if war scared hazusa, he knew without a doubt Musashi could obliterate them within seconds, he had grown strong, extremely, unbearably, inhumanly so. He smiled to himself as he watches his beautiful lover shift his black veil of hair over his shoulder and sit up in a dignified manner brushing some dust off his shoulder and patting his thin stomach. Hazusa leaned up to kiss him softly on the lips, which was returned before he went back to doing his nails, Musashi snorted," these petty mortals...what the fuck is there deal eh?"
WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SEND THE POOR!
Barbarisms by Barbarans
With pointed heels.
Victorious, victorious, kneel.
For brand new spankin' deals.
Marching forward hypocritic
And hypnotic computers.
You depend on our protection,
Yet you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Hazusa laughed and smiled," Whatever do you mean?" Hazusa didn’t mind when Musashi talked down about mortals or humans, he didn’t consider himself human anymore, as Musashi called him, he was the lover of a demon, tha’ts not human nor demon, its just something more or less. "They keep talking about war..do they just..send out there people to die?" He blinked looking at Hazusa. "Yes pretty much.." "What about there leader?" "tch..that old man? fight?" "How disgraceful..he issues war..and makes the people fight? In the demon realm..rulers..generals...fucking princess' rush out and kill things, yet they bottle up some old geezer who'll just die of cancer of heart attack? why not make him some worth and make him kill instead of innocent petty folk?"
Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses’ dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!
Handed to obsoleting,
Still you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Hazusa blinked and thought for a moment"That’s just how humans are, cowardly.." Musashi nodded his head,"I see..well lets do something about this.." "What do you wish to do?" "...Take out this government..and this "president" they keep hiding..maybe then the people will see there own way and do what should be done instead of hiding like pathetic worms.." Musashi drew his sword and stood up, Hazusa followed his motions still working on his nails as they walked about the house. "When you finish me Hazusa call Lyd, his number is on my freezer.." Musashi said and Hazusa nodded, Musashi was putting armor on himself with his free hand the other still being pampered by his lover. Finally finishing off the last finger Hazusa turned to the phone and rushed out to the kitchen looking for Lyd's number, finding it he dialed "1-666-6666" On the other line the clown man answered," I sense your chaos..hahaha" "yeah musashi wants to kill the human government" "ohhh wise, wise, always my best costumer, I shall be right over with all my merchandise..hahaha" The other line hung up and hazusa looked over at Musashi who was finished with his armor," He’s on his way" "ah, then he should be outside the door by now, lets go Hazusa.." Musashi started out the door and Hazusa followed right behind him, walking down the steps of the apartment complex at the bottom was the ice cream truck.
Blast off, its Party time,
And we don't live in a fascist nation,
Blast off , its party time,
And where the fuck are you?
….. Yeah
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Musashi looked at his lover and smiled, a rare smile, not cruel or psychotic, a gentle smile that made his feminine features all the more softer and they continued down to see with Mr.Lyd. Musashi looked at hazusa who stepped up to the counter," what should I get Musashi?" He said returning the soft glance," The best he has", Musashi stepped up putting some money of some kind that Hazusa didn’t recognize and turned away," keep the change Lyd, ill be getting another job this week." Lyd nodded and went to the back and came back with a whole box of materials sealed up with tape, hazusa grabbed the box and looked at Musashi," How are we getting there?" As the question left his mouth demonic wings broke through Musashi's back, blood spurting out onto the ground," ah..I see.." hazusa blinked and Musashi walked over to him slowly with an odd look in his eyes.
Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses’ dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!
Handed to obsoleting,
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth.
La la la la la la la la la, Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Hazusa blushed," y-yeah?" he backed up a little and Musashi chuckled," I didn’t ask you a question love.." he grabbed Hazusa around the waist and took off into the sky Musashis wings where so strong and fast that hazusa had to hold on as tightly as he could on the box and finally they where outside a building, it took about 20 minutes to get to there main control center, Musashi chuckled and opened the box, inside was one lone grenade and he smirked." Hazusa...get behind me..." Musashi threw the grenade and once it touched the top of the roof of the white house everything around them exploded, Hazusa screamed and Musashi turned and covered him with her arms and wings tightly around him, his warm breath on his neck made him soften a little and grip to his comforting body.
Where the fuck are you!
Where the fuck are you!
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why, do, they always send the poor
They only send the poor
Musashi smiled gently at him while the explosions where whizzing around them and Hazusa looked and saw the ground all burning and turning to nothingness making him yelp and clutch tighter to Musashi who whispered in his ear comfortingly," do not worry..it shall not touch you..I have you.." The explosions lasted about an hour and when it finally ended Hazusa was in tears, he kept shaking and wouldn’t let go of Musashi who cradled him and took him back to the house, making the long trip a gentle 2 hour cruise in his arms as he floated lazily in the air, Hazusa smiled at him through his tears and chokes out words Musashi couldn’t decipher right then but he just stroked his fingers through his hair," Its over..we win.." Once the apartments where in sight he floated down and opened the door holding Hazusa to his chest and locking the door behind them."You need your rest my lovely.." "y-yes.." Musashi guided him through the darkness to there room and laid Hazusa on the bed, Musashi climbed in next to him and held him, Hazusa returned the kind and sweet gesture by wrapping his arms around musashi's waist and closing his eyes. This was his Musashi, the demon, who held him and did the sweetest things that not even humans could imagine doing, he smiled as he finally fell into a Musashi dream riddled sleep, holding him tightly to him Musashi closed his eyes and just waited for the sun to come back up, sleep was something he didn’t really need.
~The End
Hazusa was doing Musashi's nails while the news was on, he sighed at the mention of the term war, they seemed to throw that at the people all day, they had been talking about the war for about a year yet nothing has happened, all they do is keep raising taxes and keep on threatening with that cold term, as if war scared hazusa, he knew without a doubt Musashi could obliterate them within seconds, he had grown strong, extremely, unbearably, inhumanly so. He smiled to himself as he watches his beautiful lover shift his black veil of hair over his shoulder and sit up in a dignified manner brushing some dust off his shoulder and patting his thin stomach. Hazusa leaned up to kiss him softly on the lips, which was returned before he went back to doing his nails, Musashi snorted," these petty mortals...what the fuck is there deal eh?"
WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SEND THE POOR!
Barbarisms by Barbarans
With pointed heels.
Victorious, victorious, kneel.
For brand new spankin' deals.
Marching forward hypocritic
And hypnotic computers.
You depend on our protection,
Yet you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Hazusa laughed and smiled," Whatever do you mean?" Hazusa didn’t mind when Musashi talked down about mortals or humans, he didn’t consider himself human anymore, as Musashi called him, he was the lover of a demon, tha’ts not human nor demon, its just something more or less. "They keep talking about war..do they just..send out there people to die?" He blinked looking at Hazusa. "Yes pretty much.." "What about there leader?" "tch..that old man? fight?" "How disgraceful..he issues war..and makes the people fight? In the demon realm..rulers..generals...fucking princess' rush out and kill things, yet they bottle up some old geezer who'll just die of cancer of heart attack? why not make him some worth and make him kill instead of innocent petty folk?"
Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses’ dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!
Handed to obsoleting,
Still you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Hazusa blinked and thought for a moment"That’s just how humans are, cowardly.." Musashi nodded his head,"I see..well lets do something about this.." "What do you wish to do?" "...Take out this government..and this "president" they keep hiding..maybe then the people will see there own way and do what should be done instead of hiding like pathetic worms.." Musashi drew his sword and stood up, Hazusa followed his motions still working on his nails as they walked about the house. "When you finish me Hazusa call Lyd, his number is on my freezer.." Musashi said and Hazusa nodded, Musashi was putting armor on himself with his free hand the other still being pampered by his lover. Finally finishing off the last finger Hazusa turned to the phone and rushed out to the kitchen looking for Lyd's number, finding it he dialed "1-666-6666" On the other line the clown man answered," I sense your chaos..hahaha" "yeah musashi wants to kill the human government" "ohhh wise, wise, always my best costumer, I shall be right over with all my merchandise..hahaha" The other line hung up and hazusa looked over at Musashi who was finished with his armor," He’s on his way" "ah, then he should be outside the door by now, lets go Hazusa.." Musashi started out the door and Hazusa followed right behind him, walking down the steps of the apartment complex at the bottom was the ice cream truck.
Blast off, its Party time,
And we don't live in a fascist nation,
Blast off , its party time,
And where the fuck are you?
….. Yeah
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Musashi looked at his lover and smiled, a rare smile, not cruel or psychotic, a gentle smile that made his feminine features all the more softer and they continued down to see with Mr.Lyd. Musashi looked at hazusa who stepped up to the counter," what should I get Musashi?" He said returning the soft glance," The best he has", Musashi stepped up putting some money of some kind that Hazusa didn’t recognize and turned away," keep the change Lyd, ill be getting another job this week." Lyd nodded and went to the back and came back with a whole box of materials sealed up with tape, hazusa grabbed the box and looked at Musashi," How are we getting there?" As the question left his mouth demonic wings broke through Musashi's back, blood spurting out onto the ground," ah..I see.." hazusa blinked and Musashi walked over to him slowly with an odd look in his eyes.
Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses’ dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!
Handed to obsoleting,
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth.
La la la la la la la la la, Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Hazusa blushed," y-yeah?" he backed up a little and Musashi chuckled," I didn’t ask you a question love.." he grabbed Hazusa around the waist and took off into the sky Musashis wings where so strong and fast that hazusa had to hold on as tightly as he could on the box and finally they where outside a building, it took about 20 minutes to get to there main control center, Musashi chuckled and opened the box, inside was one lone grenade and he smirked." Hazusa...get behind me..." Musashi threw the grenade and once it touched the top of the roof of the white house everything around them exploded, Hazusa screamed and Musashi turned and covered him with her arms and wings tightly around him, his warm breath on his neck made him soften a little and grip to his comforting body.
Where the fuck are you!
Where the fuck are you!
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why, do, they always send the poor
They only send the poor
Musashi smiled gently at him while the explosions where whizzing around them and Hazusa looked and saw the ground all burning and turning to nothingness making him yelp and clutch tighter to Musashi who whispered in his ear comfortingly," do not worry..it shall not touch you..I have you.." The explosions lasted about an hour and when it finally ended Hazusa was in tears, he kept shaking and wouldn’t let go of Musashi who cradled him and took him back to the house, making the long trip a gentle 2 hour cruise in his arms as he floated lazily in the air, Hazusa smiled at him through his tears and chokes out words Musashi couldn’t decipher right then but he just stroked his fingers through his hair," Its over..we win.." Once the apartments where in sight he floated down and opened the door holding Hazusa to his chest and locking the door behind them."You need your rest my lovely.." "y-yes.." Musashi guided him through the darkness to there room and laid Hazusa on the bed, Musashi climbed in next to him and held him, Hazusa returned the kind and sweet gesture by wrapping his arms around musashi's waist and closing his eyes. This was his Musashi, the demon, who held him and did the sweetest things that not even humans could imagine doing, he smiled as he finally fell into a Musashi dream riddled sleep, holding him tightly to him Musashi closed his eyes and just waited for the sun to come back up, sleep was something he didn’t really need.
~The End