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 "Jace," Clary choked, the rain plastering her red curls to her ears and the back of her shirt. "Don't." He snarled. "You lied to me. How can I forgive that?" "I'm sorry, Jace. I'm so sorry, please--" "Why are you crying to me? Apparently, he's always there for you, more than I am." "Jace, I said it all wrong, that's not what I meant and you know it--" "Do I?" Jace's golden eyes were smoldering in the dark, and he honestly looked ready to cry. "Yes, Jace. I love you. He was....convenient." "Oh? And what happens when you no longer feel like you claim for me? Will I just become that convenience?" "No, no that will never h

Title: Little Reno and Rude Author: Enide Dear Pairing: not really Rating: serious bad behaviour and swearing Summary: Reno and Rude grows up fast. "Let me go, you fuckers!" Snarling and kicking the red-head was pulled along the corridor towards the principal's office by a heavy school guard. Several other students stopped and stared; it wasn't rare to see students being dragged in for punishment, not in this lower-plate school on the very edge of the slums, and it most certainly wasn't rare to see one of those students being the known trouble maker Reno. But something was different this time, the guard's posture stiff and unrelenting an

Alec's POV "Ready?" "Do I look ready?" Magnus was leaning very close to the mirror in our bathroom, closing his right eye and penciling on dark eye-liner. He was wearing fitted black slacks and a purple button up silk shirt, which was currently un-tucked. He had already spiked his thick hair at impossible angles. "Well…" I started, but knew it didn't matter whether I finished my sentence or not. Apparently he was not yet ready for our night in Venice (though I wasn't so sure that I was ready, either). Without my consent, Magnus had decided I was going to wear black slacks, a white dress shirt, and a buttoned black vest. And so I was.

Title: Testosterone is in the air Author: Enide Dear Rating: Humour, some very little nudity, some swearing, some badly choreographed fighting Pairing: KadajxRufus Summary: This is why the peons aren’t trusted Author’s note: This is sooooooo silly… Muse: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TsGlUUJ9PCU&feature=related  (Go, ShinRa, go!*gigglesnort*) and http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-7jib1KjEDo&feature=related (I wonder how drunk Vince was?) Making sense is overrated…. To call the mood in the lobby outside Rufus Shinra’s office awkward would have been like calling Vincent Valentine a bit gloomy. Although true, it

Title: Soldiers and Turks Author: Enide Dear Pairing: not telling, Reno centered Rating: a bit violent Mostly when things went out of hand – and they did, regulary, in a place crammed full of adrenaline, testosterone and unstable minds – it was taken care of within the different ShinRa sectors. Soldiers dealt with Soldiers on a rampage, Turks dealt with Turks who'd seen one thing too many. But sometimes, inevitably, there was a clash that no one could or wanted to stop. At first one would think the outcome of such a fight would be obvious; due to extensive training and regular mako shots the Soldiers were stronger and faster th