The Mystery of Pain

[Antero Black]

Antero wakes up and thinks some more about the things Sakari said. Sakari is an interesting person and perhaps Antero's first friend. The young man is calm, balanced, and seems to be able to take life as it comes.

He believes in the belief of God, the goodness in the process of life and existance, and the simple fact that everything simply is. There is no reality beyond the personal. Maybe accepting what is...is peace. Sakari accepts.

Antero can not accept everything or weather the tragedies of life. He is not a solid rock. He was fragmented before. His foundation was broken from the start.

He can not accept death or reality, even the reality he has created for himself. And so, his mind is turmoil.

Antero enters Wyrm's room.

"Sakari and I were thinking about going on a road trip...a tour of anarchy. Anyone interested in coming along?"

[Fascia]

With the door closed, my thoughts do not lie out in the livingroom with my sleeping child, but rather here in the bedroom, where I cannot seem to lose the bonds of my constricting clothing quickly enough. I grapple with buttons and layers as I try to rid myself of their containment. My mind is too preoccupied, I can't even seem to remember how to undress. I begin to get frustrated and am even on the verge of just ripping the d**ned clothes off. I stop struggling for a moment.

"Help me." I plead.

The room smells of wet paint fumes, which may be the reason that I feel so light headed, but I have a feeling that my shortness of breath and trouble concentrating has less to do with the fumes and more to do with the idea of the immenence of Kakashi's body next to my own.

[Hatake Kakashi]

Kakashi helps Fascia with her buttons, having almost as much trouble focusing as she is, but with the two of them working together the project becomes managable and Fascia is soon freed from the confinment of her top. He drops to his knees and sets to work on her pants, which, having only one button, present a much smaller problem.

[Elijah Debs]

Elijah returns to Helsinki and realizes that he needs more friends. His only friend right now is Andrew. He appreciates Andrew's company but always feels that there is some stress or distance when they are together. He starts to walk to Andrew's apartment to tell him about his time with the socialists but stops.

He doesn't wish to bother Andrew, which he sometimes feels that he does. So instead of paying Andrew a visit, he turns and starts walking towards the base.

He returns to the rebel base and takes a seat. He observes the rebels to see if any look approachable enough that he might try befriending one.

Elijah never had many friends if any at all. He was always too busy doing his own thing and living his own life. His need for companionship was not strong. Life was a duty, and though he was without emotion and kindness, he hard a hard time connecting to individuals. He would see the suffering of the whole and feel more for all people, than he could for the individuals in his life.

For this reason, he had always been asexual, finding no attraction to individuals, pulled instead towards helping the whole of society.

[Josef Stalin]

Stalin read the paper in his office, a broad grin on his face. It had finally happened... Trotsky was dead. Not just dead, beheaded! This was too good!

Stalin knew that Lady Violet must be torn up on the inside about the Trotsky thing, after all, you don't give someone a bed in your home, sleep with them, kill them and then not feel remorse about it. Stalin opened a bottle of his special mineral water.

Lady Violet will no doubt supress her remorse by doubling her work effort, something even I am notorious for, the question is... how do I use this to strengthen my own position? Stalin thought to himself as he drank his water.

Perhaps if I merely show up as a fellow Comrade and avoid the topic of Trotsky, I can avoid upsetting her. Then it is a simple matter of getting her comfortable enough so that her subconscious takes over... this will be difficult, as Violet seems to be in control of her every thought. Hmmm... times like this, I miss Beria.

[Fascia]

The pants are conquered as well, and go sliding down my thighs then calves until they are only a pile of cloth on the floor.

My fingers try for the button of Kakshi's pants too, and soon (although not soon enough) we are freed from all pants. The lights are off in the bedroom, but there is enough daylight coming through the blue curtains on the windows to allow me to see well enough. In the blue light my eyes ravage each hidden part.

I can't help but move my hands all over his body, feeling his soft, smooth skin, learning again its contours.

I kiss up the nape of his neck, and under his chin, whispering, "Kakashi' Senar... I want you, Kakashi... I need you."#nosmileys

[Hatake Kakashi]

"We waited to long... should've done this so much sooner." Kakashi's hands explore Fascia's body for a few moments while they exchange kisses though there is no great need for any foreplay at this point. Kakashi embraces Fascia and they lay down on the bed together. "I've wanted this for so long."

[Illidan]

Illidan finds his way back to the Ministry of Terror. Before checking in with Kaieka, he checks the dungeons to see if any prisoners need to be tortured.

He is alarmed to find that rebels somehow broke into the Ministry and freed Alister. Illidan sends an email to Kaieka since she has a mind block against telepathy.

In it, he informs her that Alister escaped.

[Hera]

I apply deep red lipstick in the mirror in Kaieka's room. I haven't been up long, but see that she is awake as well.
"Morning, thanks for taking care of me last night. I am a member of the Bloodspeakers. But, this body is diseased and I need human blood to survive." I explain to Kaieka.
"My name is Hera...in case I didn't mention it last night."

[Fascia]

"My mind has been able to think of nothing else but this for so long. It was cruel to make me wait, Kakashi Sh'mai, but now the waiting is finally over. Take all of me and make me yours."

I kneel overtop of his body and kiss down the pale skin of his chest, drawing a line down the middle of him with my kisses. As I near my destination, I nip the tip of him with my teeth before returning up to look him in the face. I grab his shoulders and violently roll over, pulling him on top of me.

"Be rough with me, Kakashi. It has been too long of a wait for gentleness. I need you to make me cry out, I need you to own me. There will be time for romance later."

[Hatake Kakashi]

"Well, if you say so." Kakashi's eyes sparkle and he smiles. He reaches down and picks up her leg at the knee, raising it so her knee is towards her chest. A quick glaces down, a little repositioning, and he slides inside of Fascia as quickly as he can, all the way inside.

[Dariya Pisarev]

By the time I arrive at Soren's house, he is already gone. I think the nihilists need an actual base. Not that we do anything, but, Soren lives with his parents and after talking to them a couple of times I am starting to get the impression that they don't like me. Their loss.

I leave Soren's and start to scope out the city for a place we can stay. Soren and I seem to be the only nihilists around these days. We should work on recruitment.

d**n, what am I saying? Why put any effort into this. It is just another fading thing.

I find an old abandoned house with many rooms. It is antique, gray, run down, perfect. The shingles hang to the roof like the last November leaves against a winter wind. It looks decayed and creeks and heaves its death mumurs.

I sit inside and find a room. I sit down and start writing some poetry.

[Fascia]

"A!" The sensation is sharp and causes my stomach to jump. I grab fistfulls of sheets with my hands, as I lean my leg over his shoulder. This position caused such a heightened pleasure... though any position would cause a great deal of pleasure.

"mmm... f**k me hard and deep, Kakashi, and don't stop until I peel the wallpaper off of the livinroom walls with my screams."

I know I'm being crass, but at a moment like this I am past the point of rational thought. All I can think about is each movement, each sparking sensation inside of me.

[Hatake Kakashi]

Kakashi pumps against Fascia, grunting and panting alternatly. He lowers his head and nibbles rather sharply on Fascia's left beast, his free hand masaging her right one.

[Fascia]

((Sorry to cut this short, but I've got to join the real world now))


My skin grows flushed and sure enough, as Kakashi pummels me into the mattress, instead of normal low pitch moans, my vocalizations are louder, almost on the verge of yelling or screaming. It is ecstacy!

Finally, I am a sweaty mess, sheets pulled up off of the corners of the bed, my chest heaving with the exertion. I feel exhausted... now I really do need a nap.

Kakashi lays next to me now, himself flushed and panting. I roll over and kiss him fully on the lips, my own lips limp and soft.

"That... was amazing..." I don't bother getting up and showering, it would take too much effort, instead I close my eyes and fall to sleep.