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    [size=11pt]. Marco Vincent Vongola .[/size]


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    Ooc; Sorry for the late reply! I've been super inactive for reasons and I'm just so sorry! DX
    Ic; Gabriel Vongola Pov; I scoffed she she said she didn't like me. Well yeah thanks girl, I didn't entirely like you either. But you obviously found that out already. I thought to myself quietly, a displeased smirk on my face. "Sorry girl, he doesn't have the potential ability to beat you but slowly kill off everything you love making you feel like a piece cr*p, then kill you himself. He doesn't care about peoples lives, the fact that he has pointed a gun to his father's head to get what he wanted should explain what kind of man he is. If he didn't mind pulling hundreds of triggers already, I don't see why it wouldn't be any different with you." I stated, my eyes on the road. She was a disappointment, why my brother would want a beaten up girl like her was over my head. She wasn't even in the slightest that pretty from the scars that lined her body, but it wasn't like we all didn't have scars ourselves(we as in the gang). Her attitude and personality needed a bunch of work, if she showed up like that in from of my boss he would probably kill me. I had to do something to make her look at least a little presentable. "Hey, did you pack any dresses, or something that doesn't look like you're going to school like any other normal day?" I asked, once again looking at the mirror so I could look her slightly in the eyes.

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    I let a smile bloom on my lips as she said yes. I drove quietly down on the road towards a family restaurant where I always visited. The people there were nice and I knew I would have a nice welcome if we went there. We continued down the road in silence until El reached over and turned on the staticky radio, an old station playing classic rock. I smiled as I recognized Strawberry Fields from The Beatles. I hummed along to it quietly, the song running through my heart and head. Memories of when I first found this song playing over and over again. Just my 7 year old self jumping around the room mouthing the words I didn't even know yet rocking to the soundtrack.



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    I smirked slightly against her skin, only pulling back enough so my lips brushed against her neck. "We both are." I said letting my hot breath wash over Adele, my smile growing as I felt her body tense up and a quiet moan escape her lips. I pressed more kiss up against her neck and slowly traveled upwards and pressed more kisses to her jaw line and lips(once pecking her nose also). I pressed more firmly against her lips and licked them, asking for entrance into her mouth. I wanted her body against mine under the sheets once again. I wanted everything to do with this girl, this girl who was mine. And I seriously did feel like eating her up now, her sweet mouth against mine.






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    [glow=white,2,300][size=30pt]. Andy John West .[/size][/glow]


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    Everything was the same as always, boring upon more boring things. Nothing interesting and just plain. Work was the same as always, like always. Just mess Andy had to clean up in almost every aisle everyday. Kids puking, milk spilled, canned beans. And for some reason it was always the beans. Nothing else, just the beans. The mess was always sticky and gross too, like it wasn't possible to have it not stick onto you entire body until after you got home and took an hour long shower. I mean if you didn't fall asleep first before getting to the shower.
    But yeah, work was the same as always, nothing interesting and nothing entirely quite boring. The only fun you could have in the store was jamming out to the music they played, and that really was the only reason Andy continued to work there(plus the paycheck, the paycheck was good). And that was exactly what Andy did, everyday whenever he could and not get caught singing the words under his breath into the top of his broom or mop.


    "I love you..." the words from the speakers overhead sounded as Please Don't Go by KC & The Sunshine Band started to play. It had been number 1 on the billboard in the 1980's, but they continued to play the song anyway. The tune was catchy and almost immediately made Andy start singing it quietly. "Babe, I love you so, I want you to know that I gonna miss your love, the minute you walk out that door." Andy spun around and hit a pose, one hand in the air, and his eye closed shut, his lip almost touched the top of the mop handle. "So please don't go. Don't go. Don't go away. Please don't go away. Don't goooooo!" Andy was now singing the song at his normal volume, the pitch perfectly matching the one of the speakers. He enjoyed this the most when working. When he could sing and do his job at the same time. He really wanted to be a singer, that was his only inspiration in his life. The cr*p job he worked now was just so he could make enough money so he could get an interview and start big in the world, hopefully become famous. But that wasn't entirely what he was searching for, he just wanted to sing. And he hoped that the people that listened liked his singing. That was all he wanted.


    Ooc; Okay I have to leave now, I really wanted to continue this and hopefully make it so Andy got to the apartment but I ran out of time because I wasn't looking at the clock and now I have to leave. I didn't proof read or edit it, so yeah. I'M SORRY! DX



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    I felt my hurt drop down when she said she wanted to get take-out. I would've enjoyed sitting down at the restaurant I had in mind and talking while we slowly ate, just so we could get to know each other. "Can you pull over for a sec?" She asked looking up at me, I glanced to the side before wordlessly pulling to the side of the road. The other cars behind us speeding around me and down the road. I didn't pay them any mind as I put the car in park and turned to look at El. "What's wrong?" I asked looking into her vibrant blue eyes.



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    [size=11pt]. Marco Vincent Vongola .[/size]


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    ooc; When do you want her to meet Marco?
    ic; Gabriel Vongola Pov; I kept my eyes on the road and listened to her words intently. No one liked getting beaten as a child, even if it was for making a mess or so. But for the girl in the backseat of my car, she was beaten because her parents were either taking out stress or they were just doing it for fun, either way it sucked for her.
    I let a sigh escape my mouth and I continued our conversation after she asked about the dress. "My boss likes to see people presentable. At least before you meet him you should change into a dress. I don't care after that, you won't be my responsibility after we arrive." I stated as we continued down the road. Her sass wasn't much to my liking, and I seriously just wanted to get there sooner than later.

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    I eyes widened when she leaned forward and started to kiss me. After the shock passed I pressed harder against her and deepened the kiss. I slowly bit her bottom lip and pulled on it singling that I wanted to get into her mouth. I let go of her lip and licked her lips, pulling her closer. I had my arms around her hips, pulling her closer and closer when the kiss got deeper and deeper.



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    I chuckled as her hands ran up and down my body, my stomach being quite ticklish. I pulled away, moving my hands up to Adele's head. I slowly cupped her cheeks and pressed a long and stilled kiss to her lips, tasting her taste of mint and chocolate. I slowly pulled away from the kiss and pecked her nose. "Now lets go make breakfast." I said with a cheery tone. I knew I was leaving Adele frustrated because I wasn't going to continue what we were doing, but I didn't want to hurt her. After doing it for the first time in ages the other night, I felt like I had worn out her body, and I couldn't make her hurt. I wanted her to be healthy and that's all that mattered, even if it frustrated me too.






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    I was a little shocked by her reply but I knew I was hurting her, and it probably wasn't a good thing. "I'm sorry.. I'm sorry Adele." I muttered placing my head in my hands. "I don't want to hurt you, I really don't want to hurt you." I looked back up at Adele, pain laden my face as my eyes met her. "How much I just want to pin you down and eat you up is overpowering. But I love you too much to accidentally do something that'll hurt you. I really do want you, so badly. Just my love for you is strong enough to push me away so I don't hurt you." I said not once looking away from Adele. I took a couple steps forward and wrapped my arms around her body, pulling her close. "You can see how turned on I am right now, you should know that I want you even more than you want me." I squeezed my eyes shut and pulled her closer, feeling the comfort of her heat.






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