Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Denied Lust ❯ enter: Taku Onoharu ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Soubi_mine 
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.17.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 787 | Visits: 785 | Status: Work In Progress
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.17.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 787 | Visits: 785 | Status: Work In Progress
**Don't be too harsh this is my first story to be put on the net. All my offline readers liked it so I figured a few people online might like it too.**
Enter Taku Onoharu:
Ezreal sat his study of the Sengoku manor; he glanced out the window as cars passed by below coming from the suburbs and rushing to the city. Trying to blend in with the general public as to become unnoticed he found a nice house in the suburbs. Even as he did that it was still hard to fit in with odd people coming and going as they pleased and he himself found it rather difficult to act nicely towards his pesky neighbors. At the ripe age of 23 he'd already been labeled `the spooky old man down the street'. How this had happened he'd never know.
There was a quick rapping at the door, what do you want?
The door opened and a tall muscled man dressed completely in black walked in, Sir we have a few more applicants for that `special' job of yours. Have you given up or do you want to take a look at some of them?
Ezreal smirked, I'll look at them Dorian, I'm sure I can find someone.
So tell me again why you would want to work with this guy? Tobias asked his friend as they sat in the back of a café talking quietly as they drank the expensive coffee.
The other young man shrugged, He's one of the richest business men in the country even for his age. It's suspected that many of his business ventures are in part illegal and he might have ties with the Mafia. The fact that he's gone to great length to keep his familial ties hidden so well, and it would seem that he has no real friends or companions. And his sex life is scattered all over the radar from unbelievably rich women to pretty men off the street, there might be a story there and you know me I can't resist the journalist in me.
Yeah but Taku this could be a little over your head. You might be a great writer but an investigative reporter, I don't think so. Especially when you get a job that implies that you'll probably be killing people, I honestly don't think you'll be able to handle it.
Taku glared at Tobias, This guy is way to fascinating as a subject piece to give up only an idiot would give it up.
Dude you sound way to obsessed with this guy you almost sound like you in love. . . okay not love maybe lust. Tobias thought a moment, Yeah you seem like you might want to bang this guy. Tobias looked at Taku, no, him to bang you. You seem like someone who would be on bottom.
Taku blushed furiously what the hell are you talking about?! I'm not gay! And I don't want him to `bang' me! Where do you come up with these gross assumptions?
Hey free love man I don't judge you don't have to deny it. I'm okay with it as long as you don't want to hump me. Tobias grinned.
Before Taku could reply to that a large man dressed totally in black walked up to the table and stared down at Taku, are you Taku Oonoharu?
Taku hesitated then nodded silently.
My name is Dorian I was asked to escort you to the manor. Then come with me my boss would like to congratulate you, if you would please come with me.
Taku looked at Tobias as if asking permission to leave and his friend smiled a moment then said, Good luck I suppose. I hope you don't get raped or come back with to many paper-cuts.
Taku stood with a sigh and followed Dorian out of the café ignoring the odd stares from the busybodies, to the black jaguar that awaited them. They got in, Dorian in the driver's seat and Taku in the back. As they drove off Taku watched the scenery fly bye as the sped down the rode toward the manor, toward Ezreal Sengoku's place of dwelling. The thought made Taku's heart beat faster; he tried to ignore it as he fell into an uneasy sleep.
End ch1
*** Yes I know it's kind of short but I want to make sure people like it before I write anymore so . . . oh if you really like it tell you friends and any one you know cuz I feed off feedback it makes me happy^_^ !!!!**
Enter Taku Onoharu:
Ezreal sat his study of the Sengoku manor; he glanced out the window as cars passed by below coming from the suburbs and rushing to the city. Trying to blend in with the general public as to become unnoticed he found a nice house in the suburbs. Even as he did that it was still hard to fit in with odd people coming and going as they pleased and he himself found it rather difficult to act nicely towards his pesky neighbors. At the ripe age of 23 he'd already been labeled `the spooky old man down the street'. How this had happened he'd never know.
There was a quick rapping at the door, what do you want?
The door opened and a tall muscled man dressed completely in black walked in, Sir we have a few more applicants for that `special' job of yours. Have you given up or do you want to take a look at some of them?
Ezreal smirked, I'll look at them Dorian, I'm sure I can find someone.
So tell me again why you would want to work with this guy? Tobias asked his friend as they sat in the back of a café talking quietly as they drank the expensive coffee.
The other young man shrugged, He's one of the richest business men in the country even for his age. It's suspected that many of his business ventures are in part illegal and he might have ties with the Mafia. The fact that he's gone to great length to keep his familial ties hidden so well, and it would seem that he has no real friends or companions. And his sex life is scattered all over the radar from unbelievably rich women to pretty men off the street, there might be a story there and you know me I can't resist the journalist in me.
Yeah but Taku this could be a little over your head. You might be a great writer but an investigative reporter, I don't think so. Especially when you get a job that implies that you'll probably be killing people, I honestly don't think you'll be able to handle it.
Taku glared at Tobias, This guy is way to fascinating as a subject piece to give up only an idiot would give it up.
Dude you sound way to obsessed with this guy you almost sound like you in love. . . okay not love maybe lust. Tobias thought a moment, Yeah you seem like you might want to bang this guy. Tobias looked at Taku, no, him to bang you. You seem like someone who would be on bottom.
Taku blushed furiously what the hell are you talking about?! I'm not gay! And I don't want him to `bang' me! Where do you come up with these gross assumptions?
Hey free love man I don't judge you don't have to deny it. I'm okay with it as long as you don't want to hump me. Tobias grinned.
Before Taku could reply to that a large man dressed totally in black walked up to the table and stared down at Taku, are you Taku Oonoharu?
Taku hesitated then nodded silently.
My name is Dorian I was asked to escort you to the manor. Then come with me my boss would like to congratulate you, if you would please come with me.
Taku looked at Tobias as if asking permission to leave and his friend smiled a moment then said, Good luck I suppose. I hope you don't get raped or come back with to many paper-cuts.
Taku stood with a sigh and followed Dorian out of the café ignoring the odd stares from the busybodies, to the black jaguar that awaited them. They got in, Dorian in the driver's seat and Taku in the back. As they drove off Taku watched the scenery fly bye as the sped down the rode toward the manor, toward Ezreal Sengoku's place of dwelling. The thought made Taku's heart beat faster; he tried to ignore it as he fell into an uneasy sleep.
End ch1
*** Yes I know it's kind of short but I want to make sure people like it before I write anymore so . . . oh if you really like it tell you friends and any one you know cuz I feed off feedback it makes me happy^_^ !!!!**