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Gender: Female

Quizilla Name: Anatu

I-Am-Bored Name: Kleio

Hobby: Reading, writing, looking at yaoi, daydreaming of yaoi XD

Orientation: Lesbian

Favorite Song Artist: Emilie Autumn

Favorite Song: "Second Hand Faith" by Emilie Autumn

Favorite Anime: Naruto

Favorite Pairings: SasuNaru, JiraNaru, KakaIru, KisaIta, OroJira/JiraOro

Stories: You can scroll down to the bottom.

Upcoming Stories (Some non-Naruto stories now! I've got a Lion King and Pokemon coming up!):

Note: Theft of the following stories will result in being reported! If you see someone who has stolen these (not the plots; I'm sure several of the plots of been done before, it's fanfiction, after all, what I mean is somebody who copy-pastes the short preview) please report them. The short previews I have provided are MY writing, and action will be taken over theft! DO NOT COPY WITHOUT PERMISSION! That is all.

Naruto Fictions

"Fool's Gold;" Originally called, 'Only Human.' Has since been re-written and will be published... Eventually. Consists of Naruto getting captured by some Sound slavers, who sell him to Orochimaru, who gives him to Sasuke as a gift. Abuse, lemons, etc.

Notes: Takes place in the canonverse, since I don't like writing fanfics about non-canonverse stories. (I do enjoy reading them, though. Weird.)

Rating: M

Short preview:

Diving under the water, he opened his eyes, ignoring the sting of the salt. The cool liquid was so refreshing, and managed to send all the blood that had gone between his legs back up to his head. Hey, what’s that? he wondered, staring at a large gray thing in the distance. It looks like a giant fish with a weird snout. Whatever it is, it isn’t native to any of the places I’ve gone swimming. And that fin on its back! I think I’ve heard of things like these… A dolphin, right? But I thought dolphins didn’t have gills… Where’s its blowhole? It started to move towards him. Funny, it has beady eyes… Kinda creepy looking. He swam up several feet to the surface. “Hey!” he called to Kabuto, who was standing at the edge of the beach, about to enter. “I found a big, gray, weird-looking fish!”

“Really? Does it have gills?” Kabuto called back, stepping into the water.

“Yeah! And this… Eh? I think it bumped into me!”

Back on the shore, Kabuto’s jaw dropped. “Naruto! Swim away from it! It’s-”

“Holy…” Naruto whispered as it swam away, and he realized that blood was coming from his leg. “IT BIT THROUGH MY LEG LIKE FREAKING BUTTER!”

“Swim away, Naruto! It’s a great white!”

“It’s leaving, though! I think I’ll be fine!”

“IDIOT! IT’S GOING TO COME BACK!”

“What’s going on?” Sasuke asked, running down to Kabuto.

“Naruto’s been bitten by a great white! Damn it, with the drug, he’ll never be able to swim back in time!”

Lion King Fictions

"Hyena;" (May Undergo Name Change) His name was Akida, son of Kovu and Kiara. Despite his tiny size, everything in the pridelands seemed rather peaceful… That is, until he met a hyena named Imara. Inter-species yaoi. OC/OC

Notes: Takes place in canonverse. Involves musical diologue. (Probably not gonna go over well, but hey, I tried.) Basically, lion meets hyena, forbidden romance, evil plot of which I haven't decided on yet happening with some antagonist (I'm thinking either a second pride or the hyenas and lions not approving of the relationship of the pair; most likely the former), oh, and swearing. Basically, it's Klei raping your childhood and replacing it with interspecies, male on male love. Very, very close love. We're talking M-rated, here.

Rating: M

Short Preview:

Making sure he wasn’t seen, the hyena buried himself in the animal’s fur, glancing around to see if anyone was looking his way. Thankfully, they were all too focused on one thing; the baboon who suddenly held the lion cub over the edge of pride rock. “What if he falls?”

“Don’t worry, Rafiki won’t drop him,” the giraffe laughed. So that was the baboon’s name.

“Can you put me down? I wanna get closer.”

“Alright, little one. Careful not to get stepped on.”

Upon being placed on the ground, Imara found himself narrowly dodging feet and other obstacles to reach his destination. This has got to be one of the most reckless and stupid things I’ve ever done. Oh well. Finally, he found himself closer to the front, hiding underneath an absent-minded elephant.

However, the spectacular sight was not to last; at that moment in time, a hornbill suddenly flew up to the lion behind the baboon. “Simba, Simba!”

“What is it, Zazu?”

“It’s TERRIBLE!” Zazu cried, flapping dramatically and knocking himself backwards through the air, hitting Rafiki in the back. The baboon’s eyes widened as he lost grip of the cub and, crying it’s eyes out, it fell to the ground. The entire world seemed to go into slow motion… Imara instinctively leapt forward. I’m not supposed to trust lions… But I can’t just let that cub die! He flipped over and let out a grunt of pain as the lion landed on him, sighing with relief when he got up to find it was still alive, just shocked.

That was when he realized that all eyes were on him. “Umm…” he laughed nervously as he glanced around at their shocked gazes. “Hi?”

Pokemon Fictions

"Pokemon Bloodstone;" A new region; Kansai… A new adventure… Enter Kuroyama Kichiro, a boy whose abusive mother won the custody battle. Willing to do anything to leave home, Kichiro starts his adventure with a Chimchar given to him by Professor Gum… OC/OC yaoi.

Notes: Takes place in canonverse... Kind of. Different continent and characters, but same basic idea.

Rating: M

Short Preview:

He dove under the bed the moment he heard the door open.

“Kichiro?” a sickeningly sweet voice called, words a drunken slur. “Get down here.”

The brunette lay under the bed, still as a statue. There was no way he was moving from that spot… Of course, knowing her, she would move the bed and get to him anyway. Thank the Lord she’s drunk, Kichiro thought with slight relief. The hits wouldn’t be any less painful, but after drinking too much, Akane always tended to forget what she was doing. Most of the time when she was like that she would beat him for a few minutes before leaving to drink more in front of the TV screen.

It had been ten years from the divorce, starting then on his thirteenth birthday. He didn’t expect a cake; to him, a boy who had only celebrated the occasion three times, it was just another day. It didn’t hurt not to have one, because it simply wasn’t a special occasion in the household. He couldn’t even be jealous, since his mother never celebrated her own. In fact, sometimes Kichiro wondered if she even remembered her age.

Kichiro only had fleeting memories of back before his mother hated him. They divorced shortly after his third birthday, after what seemed to be their hundredth argument that year. It was then that his life turned upside-down. The woman who once held his arms to help him walk and laughed as he rode on her shoulders suddenly became bitter and cold, like a winter solstice.

All Kichiro learned from that experience was that all love had conditions. His mother’s love depended on his father being there. The love of friends, if only he had some, depended on being nice to them. If he were to become a murderer, he couldn’t expect anyone to love him, could he? There was no unconditional love, like the kind some people claimed to have. Even if a parent continued to love their child through all their crimes, the condition would be that the person was their flesh and blood. Otherwise, the love would vanish in a heartbeat.