Saturday, May 22, 2010

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Inter on top of the world


2-0 with two goals from Diego Milito: The Sorcerer's Apprentice (Mourinho) is above the Grand Master (van Gaal).
"triple hit" of the Nerazzurri (league, Italian Cup and Champions League in one season!) And Massimo Moratti, who is found to follow in the footsteps of Father Angelo at a distance of 45 years.







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packed Bernabéu. And 'the stage at which, most likely, José Mourinho will work to begin as early as next week, so, for he is as a prelude luxurious, a breathing exercise, breathe air Grandeza madrileña : it waits for the Real ...
However, the Portuguese coach does not want to leave Inter without having first taken up at the bottom of his duty. It succeeds brilliantly, thanks to a troupe of exceptional professionals kick but, above all, thoroughly mixed friends.


Bayern are on the field expecting an Inter catanecciara stupidly ... E ', this means one of two big mistakes committing the Germans. The other is to enter the second half in place of the excellent Klose Altintop rather than the invisible lone striker Olic.
In contrast to his former teacher, "Mou" azzeccherà the few changes that will be discounted ncessari to bring home success.



By winning this final, Inter have also somehow avenged Fiorentina, who, as you will recall, the double compared with Bayern Munich was out loser (and then having to prematurely say goodbye to the prestigious continental competition ). If the Viola does not have it done, it was more the fault of the referees for that on their opponents. In a parallel dimension in which there really justice, who knows, could be the final Inter-Fiorentina ...


Moratti: "Emotion sensational

But there is no time or space for speculation. For the dreams, however, yes. It 'almost unreal atmosphere - in fact - that dream which characterizes the Estadio Bernabeu in Madrid as they are read formations. Inter will play left-back with Chivu (Facchetti!), Zanetti in a role that could be called "median push" (Bertini or Bedin!!) And Pandev outer left (or left wing: Mariolino course!). The myth Inter, with past and present merged under the stars of the Meseta, quivers, flows and soars in the wake of corporate colors that fill more or less half of the imposing arena.
The other 50% of the bastions was stained instead of the red-and-white Bayern.


Club jointly and severally, to be chaired by Rummenigge Karl (ex-Inter!) And having as honorary president of the legendary "Kaiser" Franz Beckenbauer to the century. Unlike Karl, who comes from North Rhine-Westphalia and is, therefore, that the Bavarians that for our southern equivalent to a "polentone" Franz is bayerisch in the heart and soul. Speaking on Sat1, the broadcaster has the rights to broadcast the game in Germany, Franz Beckenbauer recalled, mumbling in a way typical of Bavaria, that Inter, "like all the Italian teams, he loves to do the wall" and that The challenge for the team of Monaco will be meeting to break the fence. We
the usual: the Germans let themselves be blinded by stereotypes, believe only what they want to believe, tend to frame the Italians in the wrong compartment of their brain a potato ... Result: "mangiaspaghetti" slink between their shirts and win! (E 'already happened numerous times national level.)



Yes, Bayern Munich has the sin of arrogance in the days, even in the weeks prior to the final in Madrid. Many rumors have been consumed, so many false assumptions have been created, making the nerve-wracking wait. Incited by semi-tabloid Bild Zeitung outlaws like , the coach, players and managers of companies Monaco of Bavaria have done nothing but emphasize the tendency to "bolt" Inter and that to the 'attack' of the same Bayern. Several were particularly disturbing statements by some of Louis van Gaal, the Dutchman, who has tried to distance subjection to the referee with phrases like: "A lot depends on the conduct of race impartiality. A single wrong decision may fatally undermine the score. " This psychological tactic from overwork, van Gaal looked in advance to pull the whistle on their side designated ...
Fortunately, English Webb proved fully equal to its tasks. At the end of 90 minutes, the Bavarians can not complain about anything, with the possible exception of a hand in the middle area of Maicon. (Moreover, on the other side of the scale there is some hard work to do too Bommel, magnanimously pardoned by the referee.)


[All pictures © REUTERS]


The consequence of such "war of nerves", which ultimately ended up having a boomerang-effect: for 35 minutes, ie from the first whistle to the first goal for Milito, the Bavarians were almost dazed, surprised the technical and tactical proficiency of Inter. In short, I jumped out all the flaws, all Macken Bayern; firstly, the mentality of the eternal province, Aunt country and that too sparagnina moralizes vacuum (criticizing the nearby charms and vices that she herself possesses.) What other club ventured to field an inexperienced pair of talents - and Badstuber Müller - in the final of the Champions League and against an opponent the likes of Inter?!?
The Nerazzurri are almost what they want, take the luxury to minimize the possession, and at the same press run, sink ... leaving the Germans little chance to shine (where Schweinsteiger, Olic, Lahm? only knows turkish Altintop become dangerous in an occasion or two).
And here, at the first opportunity that presents itself, our "Prince" Sneijder calls to head to act as his side, shakes off the guards and supports networking with winning touch.


This is real football, a game linear, concrete, where attention is paid to the point. Throughout the game, the Argentine striker will have shots on goal twice, more than two and a half. It scored twice! The commentator

Sat1 drowns in bile, breaks out against the Italian club, guilty, according to him, to withdraw into defense ...
In fact there is a little bit of truth: from 35 'to 45' there is an interaction that seems to settle for 1-0, with Bayern pushing (but sterile) in search of balance. Yet even at this stage are Inter in touch more often with the goal ...


The German TV is indigestible. We must change the channel. Much better ORF, the Austrian state broadcaster. There we have the honor of having in the studio, as co-commentator, Herbert Prohaska, Inter star for a brief but intense remnant of the Eighties. Before the match, Prohaska has predicted a 1-0 win for the Italian club, and while the players are in the locker room waiting for the shooting, he gloats, with the typical, deep voice Ostrogothic: "Likely the result and I remain so successful in the full-us ...".
His sympathy is clearly reserved to Inter. In contrast, the Austrian commentator "in the field" and - of course - on the side of Bavaria, and sometimes he slips, as their German colleagues in the cliché "football macaroni." But on the whole there is a lot more objectivity in Austria than in Germany.


The future ... is now

During the break we expected that van Gaal and urging his groom, and in fact a little more Bayern at the start of the second time shows it. In general, however, the Germans appear to be too prim. In addition, they face an Inter disciplined and clever that it seems that the replication of Helenio Herrera perfect defense, sharing textbook and a superb striker ready to store a second time. 2-0, and at this point no one has doubts about winning the trophy by the Nerazzurri.

Our team played "the" perfect game and it is unanimous opinion that Milito deserves the Ballon d'Or.

Congratulations Inter Conquistadora the most important European Cup. And congratulations to the many fans came from Italy that have colored the Bernabeu, winning the challenge of rooting against the Germans (in a less picturesque but joyful).

the final whistle is the joy of the Nerazzurri fans and envy, envy, the frustration of the poor "owls", ie those of our compatriots who, during the magical evening, they cheered against . (But console ourselves: things go well outside of our country. In Germany there are many who wish to always rich decorated and FC Bayern to lose. Well, for once are been satisfied.)

The uncontrollable tears of Mourinho in the appendix to 90 minutes can be interpreted in many ways: happiness, liberating outburst after the controversy and accusations - even heavy - against him, or a tribute to the very human fortune. Yes, because to get to meet so many and such success requires not only skill but also a pinch, sometimes two, of buena fate. However, Madame Fortuna is basically a lady, and ladies are not accompanied by the unworthy, the undeserving.

Hello Jose ... and thank you for your stay in Milan. Thanks largely
Grande Inter; and not only for the success arcimeritato. You have redeemed through the most popular sport ever, the image in the world, giving us a moment of healthy national pride.

Capitan Zanetti (700sima presence!) Crown with a special military shirt with black stripes and blue: "It 'a unique experience, I chased this cup for 15 years and comes just at the best moment of my career."
echoes Cambiasso: "It 's victory in the group."

And now ... all on vacation! Particularly since the World Cup for us South Africans will be short - urca! - Anything but painless.


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Bayern-Inter 0-2 Bayern


: Butt, Lahm, Van Buyten, Demichelis, Badstuber, Robben, Van Bommel, Schweinsteiger, Altintop (18 ' Klose st); Müller, Olic (29 'st Gomez).
A disp: Rensing, Gorlitz, Content, Pranjjic; Tymoschuk. All
. Van Gaal.

Inter Julio Cesar, Maicon, Lucio, Samuel, Chivu (21 'st Stankovic), Zanetti, Cambiasso, Pandev (33' st Muntari), Sneijder, Eto'o, Milito (45 'st Materazzi).
A disp: Toldo, Cordoba, Mariga, Balotelli. All
. Mourinho.

Referee: Webb (England).

Marker: 35 'pt Milito, 25' st Milito.

Notes: ammonites Demichelis, Chivu, Pandev, Van Bommel.


[All pictures © REUTERS]




Article by Peter Patti , 22-23/5/2010




Monday, May 17, 2010

Certify Nys Unemployment




TITLE: yet to be determined
WRITER: Jinny
GENRE: Fantasy
Rating: PG-13 (I do not think will ever go back)
NOTES: History and characters original. A single character is taken from a real person, but so it is not clear, since they are incapable of describing-___-
WARNING: There is a sprinkling of love between persons of the same sex. I have warned you, here U_U
GIA 'POSTED: Prologue 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 ; 8 9 10 11 12

Fihim wiped her eyes quickly, trying to hide the tears to the Daemon

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Fim, I ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I know, I know, you're a warrior, and you can not tie, let alone ... with me ... but I'm in love with the same, as we do? And now ... the Empire and the Kingdom of the Demons do not exist anymore, practically, so ... I do not know what the rules they're worth ... and I hope that do not apply, I really hope with all my heart ... and ... well, I'm still mad you left me here ... and the fact that you are not able to see me even though I made sure that you and only you, I could find ... and you make me angry because you stick to your warrior to be ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;No I attacked us! I'm just afraid>> protested Nakina

\u0026lt;\u0026lt; And for what?>> Fihim shouted, exasperated. Nakina sighed and took her hands in Fihim

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'm afraid of the prophecies ... I'm afraid to lose you ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;In no prophecy die.>> said Fihim, dry

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Is not that ... is ... how will you be next? Where ... where will to finish my Fihim?>> Nakina murmured. Fihim jumped to his feet, a cry of frustration

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Fim ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;No, keep away from me!>> ; sobbed that

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Fim ... please ...>>

Fihim shut eyes, looking to calm down, and failed to remove Nakina when it embraced him. Sighing, he parted slightly, and looked up. Nakina's eyes were full of tears. Fihim snorted

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Na, you're cheating again ...>> murmured

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I can not help it ... you ... I ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Speak, I'll give you a head>>

Nakina giggled through her tears, while he crouched against the Fihim

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Touch me ... please ... I'm afraid of ... of what happens next ... and ... and ... I need you>> said

Nakina's buried his face in her hair

\u0026lt;\u0026lt; I too fell in love with you, little ...>> he said. Fihim passed his arms around his waist and clung strong

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Fim ...>>

Fihim merely to tighten a bit & rsquo ; more. Nakina began to stroke his hair, sighing slightly, and Fihim broke away, to look into his eyes. Nakina's pulled back a lock of hair from her face and sighed Fihim

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You make me feel as if I had still fourteen years ...>> said with a grimace

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;If it consoles, You make me feel as if I were sixteen ...>> Nakina said

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Do not cheat, old.>> Fihim said, pretending to be morose. Nakina and kissed him. Fihim stood, opening his eyes for a moment, when the hand sank in the Nakina hair on the nape. Then he closed his eyes and gave himself completely to the kiss. When detached, they were both breathless. Fihim smiled, blushing slightly, Nakina hid her face in her hands

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'm sorry, I ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Do not apologize when you do the right thing, Na ...>> Fihim said, then walked toward the apartments of the Empress, humming. Nakina sighed and followed him

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You make me crazy ...>> murmured at the half-demon, but without being heard.

Vehim looked at her, feeling slightly down, the castle. Although they were only ruins, it was still a huge place, and the idea of having to sift through to look for traces of an object disappeared years earlier left him powerless. He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned, meeting the sweet smile Fihim

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;This place is great ... I'll never find the place where the Sacred Sword was kept, where it has disappeared ...>> as he said, though, an image crossed his mind. A memory? Or maybe just a dream, could not tell. He tried to call him that image, but there was no way to find it

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Fihim ... I need to know one thing ... you ... you've seen the battle ... you saw it ... I need to think again ...>>

Fihim looked younger brother , then nodded, and focused on what he had seen twelve years ago. Vehim put his hand on his forehead. Withstood the pain caused by seeing their parents fall under the blows of Xaher, and went a bit 'behind

\u0026lt;\u0026lt; Our father did not have the Sword ...>> muttered, breaking away. Fihim looked at him questioningly, and became serious Vehim

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Maybe I can try to do something ... know that it is virtually impossible, he could only do l & rsquo ; old Emperor Nehim ... and then, when the old emperor died, but I can try ... ... if I went back again to that moment, I try to read the thoughts of our father through the memories ...> > murmured.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Try it.>> Fihim simply said, focusing again on the memory. Vehim again laid her hand on his forehead and realized that they have entered in the memory of his brother. Now was there, watching his brother Isher face. Disarmed. He went, ignoring what was happening around him. It was immaterial, he noticed with relief when an arrow went through without even the perceived. When she reached the two, Isher Xaher was telling that he should stop and be struck, but did not turn around to look at, because he would see Alxin dead, and wanted to see her again. He concentrated on the thoughts of the Emperor, looking for the Sacred Sword. And after searching for a time that seemed endless, he found that he had seen the fleeting image alone. A small room, hidden, octagonal, and a rise in the middle of the room, octagonal in turn, upon which the Sacred Sword should have been, but was not there. He concentrated more and ide a figure enter the room and take the sword, but did not recognize. It seemed a memory, and far more than a thought, then tried to recover it, and the image returned. The figure looked like in all respects to Nehim but Nehim could not use a sword ... only he could access the heir ... Vehim looked better, and saw the small differences that could catch only a Nalkahim, thereby acknowledging the & rsquo ; old Emperor

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Father, you do?>> felt request, with the voice of a child

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;The port a safe place. Do not worry, Isher.>> replied the old Emperor. After that, he felt Vehim pull back, and the images were confused before his eyes, to focus on the face of Fihim, which held him

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Vehim, everything right?>> the largest churches, sit by and continue to support him. Vehim ran his hands over his face, trying to regain control.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;It is said to be the heir ... I>> said, after a while. Fihim raised his eyebrows, then laughed

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;To Neheryl, of course you are the heir! You son of Emperor ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Even Xehim you and you are. It does not work like that ... is a sacred sword that chooses the Heir, and none of the three of us there has never been in contact ... so where was kept, but at least one hundred years is no longer there ... I can not have been chosen.>> Vehim said, determined. Fihim looked at him, then smiled

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But you're able to see where they are through the memories of someone who, in turn, is now just a memory, and this was a power that only had the old emperor ... if you have not absorbed as ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I had already, but does not manifest itself immediately. We have all the powers that remain hidden ... I do not remember having absorbed anything Fihim Nehim ... and the fact that he could absorb the powers of his sister well ... I do not return the accounts ... the fact remains that I might not be able to touch the Sacred Sword & hellip but at least I know where he was ... The castle seem less enormous now ...>> said. Fihim looked at him, then smile at him and help him up

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You know, I was right to call Nakina ... he is able to find traces of any object at a distance of millennia I would say that a hundred of years should give you no problem ... at the bottom was the first warrior, he had to know something special to do ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I thought you chose on the basis of skill in combat or something like that ...>> Vehim said, raising an eyebrow. Fihim laughed

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Not only that ... we are all creatures, some more than others, the ability to use magic. One must know how to beat Warrior even with that. The sword alone is useless ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;My mistake ... never ask for clarifications if someone is in love ...>> Vehim said, chuckling, while Fihim began to protest in a very noisy.


Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Toilet Bowl Tablets Bad For Toilet

DAMIAN DAMIAN

TITLE: yet to be determined
WRITER: Jinny
GENRE: angst (but yes, we do the sborona)
RATING: NC-17
WARNING: yaoi
NOTE: Story and original characters
GIA 'POST: One Two Three Four

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;How come you did not even vote in excellence?>>

Damian looked up, slightly surprised. James Harris was in front of him, not convinced by the words he had ever seen

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I suspect that as you're implying something, Captain ...>> Damian said

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Have you been late for training yesterday, same thing your brother, but this morning all the tasks you have done ... how is it possible?>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I still have the suspicion that you're insinuating something, but I'll pretend nothing. I slept little, and not in the mood ...>>

James sat down in front, astride the chair, watching

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Al is not there?>> Asked, casually

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;No. It was the worst of my mood and stayed at home ...>> Damian said, double check the last time an exercise done in a hurry the night before

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;So what about you sleep studies?>>

Damian looked up and was about to reply, but only sighed

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What's bad if I study?>> churches

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Get me math?>> James asked, tilting her head slightly to one side. Damian blushed violently, while James was best expressed as a puppy abandoned

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Here. I do not know if it is right, though, I fell asleep and I have not checked ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt; are fine anyway ... I can not continue to forget notebook, right? Ah ... you could ask your brother if he wants to do the essay for next week with me? I wanted to ask him today, and last month we went to great exposure and ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt; If you're taking the piss, Captain, I'll kill you, and it will seem an accident.>> Damian said, interrupting the flow of words. James turned to look

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Damn, Winters, you care so much to your brother ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;It just If I have left him alone, so yes, I care.>> Damian hissed. Then he became aware of his expression and his tone. And he realized expression of James

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'm sorry .. I should just shut up, but ... it's because I'm tall, links brain mouth comes slow ... ... I>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'm sorry you. E 'morning, I get angry over nothing ... do not look like that, too bad ... I wake up in the morning>> Damian said, smiling. James gave a shy smile in response, then hurried to copy my homework. When he turned to return, seemed worried about something

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Listen ... about Alan ... I ... I would like to ask him out ...>>

Damian James looked for a moment, feeling the urge to shake him yelling at him to ask him to leave, not for Alan, but then smiled

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You should ask him directly. They are protective, it is true, but I can certainly control it. We have the same face, but we're two different people, you know?>>

James smiled, blushing slightly

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I know Alan is dark ... and mysterious ... and does not smile, but sometimes makes faces ... very funny and has a small mole under her right eye ... and one on the left hand near the wrist, but keeps it covered with his shirt sleeves or with the clock ...>>

Damian laughed

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Forgive me, Harris, but ... I thought I'm the one with my brother morbid, but they certainly look better and it more than me ... I beg you, ask them to leave, because I'm sure I saw the eyes of the little hearts out as we speak ... God, you're so funny ...>>

James smiled, blushing a little '

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;'s just that ... well ... yes, I think I got a crush ... and ... I think I can consider my friend now, no ...?>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Of course! >> Damian said, smiling sweetly.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Now you take your hands and organized a pajama party?>> Christopher asked, dropping on the counter next to the chair of Damian

\u0026lt; , \u0026lt;I-faced girl, Chris, but I'm not a girl ...>> Damian said

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Al has given me to deliver this ...>> Christopher said, chuckling and extending to Damian a ticket

"Tonight I could not wake up even once ... and even with the alarm. I was good, eh? See you when you return. "

Damian smiled, looking at the ticket, but did not realize the looks of him, until Alec does not sighed, drawing his attention

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Heaven, you who read a note from your brother ... it's like watching a documentary on kittens ...>> "Carol said. Damian blushed, biting his lower lip slightly, and put the ticket in the journal

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;E '... my brother>> said, shrugging his shoulders

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Not everyone is so attached to their brothers ...>> Carol said, raising an eyebrow

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Well, I do.>> Damian muttered, lowering her face

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Nice effort. It 's all your family ...>> Christopher said, putting her hand on the shoulder of Damian

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Nothing compassionate tone, Sullivan.>> Damian said, raising an eyebrow . Christopher stood up an eyebrow in turn

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;And then I Allison. And I have you, no? We're not alone ...>> Damian said with a shrug

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I am afraid of being about to start crying like a baby, Winters, might be a little & rsquo , more ... human? Are you a teenager, damn ...>> Alec protested. Damian sighed, pretending to be sullen

\u0026lt;\u0026lt; Please. I am the sexiest man in the world, I can not be a teenager.>> He said, raising his chin lightly, looking offended, and exploding into laughter Alec

\u0026lt;\u0026lt; ; Heaven Dam, are learning to live with your peers!>> Christopher said, giving him a pat on the shoulder. Damian turned, smiling satisfied

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'm good?>> Churches.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt; Now I want to hug him and crush him ... love to cuddle, can I?>> "Carol said, turning then appealing to Alec

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'll certainly put me in between a girl and a her friend.>> Alec said. Carol Damian hugged tight

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Hopkins, prepared for training to be massacred.>> Damian threatened, laughing.

James dropped, exhausted, on one of the benches at the sides of the gym. Damian looked at him, and James knew that he expected that the demand was for him.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I know, are predictable ...>> James began

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Invite them to come out.>> Damian said, without allowing the possibility of ending the conversation

\u0026lt;\u0026lt; And if I say no?>>

Damian's eyes widened and raised his eyebrows

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Oh, well, just ask him! >> He said, starting to feel slightly exasperated

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;He likes you, and if they know that I told you it kills me! Ask him out! Place>> Damian hissed, jumping up and walking away. James stood, without understanding what had happened

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Are you stupid.>> Murmured Christopher, who had clearly heard it all (for some strange reason, you miss a workout & hellip ;)

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Forget it.>> Christopher snorted, getting

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;He said that we are friends ... that I said so, but he said no, I thought ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt; ; You are programmed to be cool, not to think, then avoid doing so, from now on.>> Christopher said. After that went off in turn in the direction in which Damian was gone. James stood, trying to calm down. Then gave up. Alec nodded and went out. Once on the fire escape of the school, sat down again, hiding her face in her hands.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What the hell did I say?>> Asked to empty around him. Then he sighed, calming down a moment. He went back inside the building and then to the gym, but Damian was not returned. He returned to the camp, called by Alec, but he could not combine anything

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Come on, you'll see that the there will be ... with him you are unbeatable!>> Alec said, giving him a pat on the shoulder. James smiled

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Today I was missing.>> said. When they entered the locker room, he noticed that Damian had already left. Puffing opened the cupboard, and found a note in front of the eyes, attached with tape

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But ...>>

"I'm sorry for today. I was rude. Rude awakening and headache all day ... forgive me? Dam

James smiled, shaking his head slightly

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What an idiot ...>> Alec muttered behind him

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Do not you read the correspondence of others>> James protested. Alec smiled. James laughed and put away the ticket.

Damian's eyes opened slightly. Upon arriving home, he was holed up in his room, in the throes of nausea. Christopher, who accompanied him, had sat beside him all the time, stroking his back. Shortly after Alan had also reached, and now the two were silent, waiting for him to feel better. Sighing, he turned to look at them and smiled

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Thanks ...>> murmured

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You still have nausea.>> said Alan, worried

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Now go ...>> he said. Alan sighed, and Christopher got out of bed

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'll leave you alone ...>> said, smiling slightly. Damian smiled, and Christopher stooped to kiss his forehead

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Dumb.>> Whispered in his ear. Damian Christopher went out and made a face, giggling. Alan lay down next to the twin, laying his head on his chest, and Damian felt a little 'better

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What happened?>> Churches.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Nothing, just ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You have not eaten, so you may not have digested, and you have no fever, then exclude the influence. It remains only nervousness. I'm a curmudgeon, Damy, but I'm not stupid. And I know you. What happened?>>

Damian sighed a few times, then sat up, forcing Alan to do the same even

\u0026lt;\u0026lt; Harris will ask you to go out ...>> murmured, looking at his hands tight on the sheets. After a bit 'of silence, he ventured to look up. Alan kept his face down, and passed his hand nervously through his hair

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Al ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;He said to you?>> Asked Alan. Damian sighed

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I've convinced me ... that guy is too insecure ...>> Damian began with a half smile

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;It is not insecure! It 's a jerk!>> Suddenly shouted Alan \u0026lt;\u0026lt;To you is came to say?! To you?! It 'really so obtuse?>>

Damian giggled and hugged his brother, but Alan is freed

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;That's why ; Damy ... you're so down, I'm sorry, I ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;It's not that ... is ... the way they escaped from School ... already this morning I had asked permission to ask you out ... we were not even in the Middle Ages, you have a virgin and I your father ... then the feudal lord during training and has taken over the speech ... do not kill me, but I told him that you like ... otherwise would never be able to ask you ... and I finally fed up and went away ... I've treated you badly ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You're a jerk too though.>> said Alan

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I do not think. If you do not hasten and start dating, you shut in a closet, you know I do.>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Damy ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Do not look at me like, Al seems to me that we are wrong in three useless, no? When two of the three have the ability to feel good together ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt; This means that you're sick ...>> Alan said, scowling

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I have nausea.>> Damian said, shrugging and smiling, but Alan slapped him

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Stop being so careful with me! They are not glass! I do not break it! Ok?! And if we are honest, true, do not smile, I can not, but ... I eat at least. I do not have attacks of nausea from nervousness. I'm not perfect smile fool believing that the person I know better than this! And I do not do the same nightmare every night! So stop pretending to feel good! Stop smiling always! I know you have feelings, I know>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I do not have to pay.>> Damian said, lowering her face, one hand massaging his cheek hit

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'll give you another slap, I swear!>> shouted Alan. Damian looked up shooting

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ok, I'm sick, okay? I'm the shit! But this does not have to be there too! I think you have them passed enough, right?>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;They were the parents of two, and you have found them, Damy! Stop pretending it did not happen>> Alan shouted, bursting into sobs. Damian took her face in her hands

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Why are we back to talking about it?>> Churches in a puff

\u0026lt;\u0026lt; Why do not we ever talk! Why you say you deleted the incident, but continue to dream!>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Al, please ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;No, Damy, do not stop! Do not stop until it approaches the topic! Because part of them all>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Mom and Dad shot was shot! Point! Fine! I arrived that had the gun in his mouth, I yelled not to, but shot anyway! Happy now?>> Damian shouted, their voices become hysterical. Alan brought both hands to his mouth, then shook hands with his brother, seeking his eyes. Damian looked exhausted. And sad. And Alan had never seen him like this. Damian And he never wanted to be seen in that way, nor by Alan ... but when the sister hugged him tight, he let himself make no resistance. Alan heard sobbing softly, but he could not to reverse the roles

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Say it out loud makes it seem so real ... ...>> he said. Alan shook taken

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Very high voice, you mean ...>> Alan joked, her voice trembling. Damian smiled. A smile small and weak, barely mentioned

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;If Ally could see me now, I scold ...>> murmured

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;If Ally says something because you're human at the moment, the woodpecker.>> Alan said. Damian chuckled and broke the embrace. Alan's hair pulled back from her face, then wiped his eyes

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;So? I start to hang out with Jamie? Why ask me to leave, right?>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Let's examine your wardrobe. It will ask you out for sure, Al, or else break his legs. E ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Yes, I know you do.>> Alan said. Damian smiled, seeing the attempt of a smile on the face of the twin. It was only an instant, a flicker in the expression, but there was. He had not imagined.


Can Shingles Make A Woman Infertile



TITLE: yet to be determined
WRITER: Jinny
GENRE: angst (but yes, we do the sborona)
RATING: n-17
WARNING: yaoi
NOTE: Story and original characters
GIA 'POST: One Two Three

Soon, he got used to school timetables, despite Allison could still fill his schedule with a thousand different commitments. A party. A charity event. A photo shoot. An advertisement ... but could also studying and training with the basketball team

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What do you mean you can not attend the party tomorrow night?>> shouted against Allison, one afternoon, in a rare moment when he was at home. Damian looked up the history book

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;If you were the covenants, I would not have anything outside of school, right?>> Asked, raising an eyebrow. The woman huffed slightly, then sat down, puffing

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You're right. But you know you're what makes me make more money ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I've given a bit 'promotion for the film, but Ally ... I'm a boy! And as a kid ... I want to live less than a year, on a life, you can give, no? I think ... I think I deserved essermelo ...>>

Allison stood looking at him, then sighed and stroked his cheek

\u0026lt;\u0026lt; ; You're right ... work since I was 4 years old, and you're incredibly good ... then see the graduates well.>> That said, he got up and started to leave. At the door he turned

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ah ... today is Chris ... I'm afraid his father will return soon ... and we would be picking up the pieces ... but if the I was worried about that, I'll kill you.>> having said that, he disappeared. Damian smiled and shook his head. Then he sighed. Alan stayed home with Carol, to do a search, the same research that he should have do with Christopher ... maybe if he had begun, would have been better ... could even finish it directly, in fact, as Christopher would not have been much in the mood ... he heard the front door open, but did not move. After a while, Christopher went into the living room and sat opposite, on the couch, staring off

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Almost finished the research, Chris, and I did not worry ... all tasks, if you want to copy them ...>>

Christopher just looked at him, then pulled his knees to his chest and sighed. Damian stood up, walked around the table and sat down beside her, put his arm around her shoulders

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I know I speak ill of parents to you and Alan is not its the best, but ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;My parents were of manic depressive self-destructive instincts, I'm used to weird family ...>>

Christopher gave a weak smile, then gave himself up against, hiding her face in the crook of her neck. Damian felt the tears of the other on the skin, and squeezed a bit 'stronger

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;He did not have time ... I do not even know that I'm back here ... I & hellip , for once, just one, I wish I had parents ... no offense, Dam, but you see my mother more often than me! And when we moved here and you are left in Boston ... well, I hated ...>>

Damian looked at his friend in the eye, and wiped her tears. Christopher swallowed hard, then bit her lip and gave to stop the tears. He clung to Damian strong, bursting into sobs. Damian stroked his back, trying to calm him

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Excuse me ...>> the whispering occasionally \u0026lt;\u0026lt; Excuse me ...>>

Christopher calmed down and wiped her eyes, as children, which made her smile Damian

\u0026lt;\u0026lt; which is why I had a crush on you ... you're a disarming sweetness, Chris ...>>

Christopher blushed and lowered her face violently

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Damn, Dam ... you can not say certain things when they are on the floor ...>> murmured, running a hand through his hair.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Sorry ...>> said, softly, and tried to get up, but Christopher stopped him, taking him by the wrist and pulling him. Damian had never seen the eyes of Christopher shine so much. Their lips met, but soon fell off Damian

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Chris, no. >>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But you once had a crush on me!>> Protested the other

\u0026lt;\u0026lt; True. But ... Chris, I can not even think about certain things, you know ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;By the Harris you think, and well ...>> , Christopher said, sulky

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You know what I mean ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Look, Dam, I like you. And from then. And what they think those assholes who work in your environment I do not give a damn>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But I have to work ...>> Damian murmured and away. Christopher snorted

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You're right ... sorry ... well, this research? How to proceed?>> Christopher asked, kneeling down in front of the coffee table and taking the paper to watch

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You just have to study your part ... I thought you would not be much in the mood, here ...>>

Christopher looked at him, then smiled

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Dam, it is not strange to see you smiling, now that you no longer have crises of nausea ...>>

Damian grimaced

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'm sorry ... sometimes I'm in a bad mood ... all of them ... and I just told you the horrible things ...>>

Christopher sighed, and Damian took his hands, stretching on the table.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You still have a bit 'of crush on me?>> Asked Christopher. Damian looked into his eyes, looking for a reason not to do what he would do. Then, sigh, put his lips to those of Christopher. Soon, the kisses deepened, and the tasks were forgotten. When, out of breath, he collapsed on the table, sighed in chorus

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;It can not work.>> Christopher said, starting to seek their own clothes

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Chris ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Damy, is in place. At least I can say that good kisses like in the movies and other things, that the film does not make you do, you better ... just ... do not Harris, right?>>

Damian dressed, without answering

\u0026lt;\u0026lt; Dam, you can fall in love, you know?>> Christopher said, stroking his hair (because he liked them, not to comfort him, he suspected Damian).

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But like Al Harris, so it is absolutely out of question.>> Said. Christopher nodded, understanding

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ok. But then ... could you please forget what just happened, and remember that your friend?>> Said Christopher. Damian grimaced

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Let me remember that? Why it was good ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ok, ok, you can use me as a yardstick, but ... a moment, Dam ... you are, that is ;, were untouched ...?>>

Damian could not help but burst out laughing

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I can not believe you actually used the word inviolate ...>> howled

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Well, yes, the ' I used it ... but you did not answer ...>>

Damian blushed violently

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I never had sex before. >> muttered, lowering and hiding her face with her hair. There was silence, then Christopher began drumming with his fingers

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;not fair! Can not be! Damy, you're a god? An alien? No one is so good he never ...>> fell silent again, beginning to rattle

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I know very well follow the advice ...>> sang , Damian. Then he reached out, Research took the sheets and gave them to Christopher

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'm going to take a shower, you are studying.>> said

\u0026lt; \u0026lt;Yes, Mr. alien ... ... and if we feel ... that kind of friends? Leaving out all those old things like feelings?>>

Damian turned to look. Christopher was sitting on the carpet, his hair disheveled, his eyes still on, the lips redder than usual.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I think about it.>> Managed to stammer in reply, and he knew that was not his brain to answer ...

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;So ... you and Chris are ... no longer just friends, but ...>> Alan tried to summarize that evening. Damian sighed and nodded

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;At the end I gave him the go ...>> said. Alan nodded. Then he shrugged

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Well, after all, have fun with friends too, right?>> Said. Damian chuckled, then turned on its side, to watch his brother

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;And you? Are you going to ask Harris to get out?>>

Alan sighed

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;It is not so simple ... first ... second ... love you too ... I feel tremendously Bait ... third ... if I refused I could die because of my great mental stability ...>>

Damian looked at him, then hugged him tight

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;'s a nice guy, no doubt about it ... but ... now you are truly in love ... and you are very well together as a team ... and we talk a lot ... Next week we have another essay, right? Falla in a group with him ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Studying the situation could get interesting, true, Damy?>> Alan said, grimacing, this time , looked a bit ' more to a smile than usual

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Let's say yes.>> Damian said, laughing. Alan sighed and got out of bed

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I go to sleep. Tomorrow ... I tried to ask him for the essay, right?>> Said

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Bravo Al!>> Damian rejoiced, smiling. Alan gave him a kiss on the cheek and went in his own room. Damian sighed and fell asleep a little later.

He dreamed of his mother, before depressone, before the days spent in bed. When he was still a mother. And he was talking and laughing with Alan while he was away. Then he ran, but they were always the same distance

"Mamma," cried, but she vanished, and Alan turned to look, the smile disappeared. When he opened his eyes, he realized that he must have really cried, because Allison was sitting on his bed and shook him to wake

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You had a nightmare, baby?>> Asked, in sweet tone that he had when he was only half asleep. Damian nodded, and left to embrace. Feeling safe, went back to sleep

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Thanks ...>> managed to murmur, before slipping into unconsciousness completely.

next morning when he woke up, had a shade of lipstick on her forehead. Rose smiling, and then leave the room. At the breakfast table, he noticed that Christopher and Alan had the same shadow, but had not noticed until they had seen on the front of the other

\u0026lt;\u0026lt; My mother has a heart ... I'm shocked ...>> Christopher said, trying to sound sarcastic. But the huge smile that lit up her face betrayed her true feelings