Angel/Spike

It's not as easy as it seems. . .

Tue, 29 Dec 2009 05:06:39 GMT

I don't know what I'm goin' to do... this has everything to do with a certain professor and not, it's not MY hottie prof...

We were tasked to do 3 papers during the holiday break... which is FUCKING ANNOYING! cause seriously!? Who the fuck gives projects to work on during holiday season?! My fucking god! Grr!

Anyways, I'm actually done with the Nationalist Leader Term Paper thing-y... now I have to read TWO Fucking Tagalog Novels... I already have a hard time reading Tagalog as it is... MUCH LESS THE OLD TAGALOG that has the weird spellings... my fucking god... and even though I have the English versions of those two novels... it's still Crappy cause MY FUCKING GOD! I have to write the paper in Tagalog! C'mon! not to boast or anything, my English is way better than my tagalog... and FUCK IT! I wish I could just write it in Chinese so it'd be easier.. god fuckin' damned! I know My chinese isn't any better cause most of my conversation with people is either in English or Fukien ( Chinese Dialect ) DAMN?! Grrr....

I have to pick out ideas in the two novels I'm about to read... I have to pick out the political ideas, economic ideas and Socio-cultural ideas Jose Rizal, the fuckin' asshole, hid in the fuckin' novels! FUCK HIM> He's already fuckin' dead! Reading what he wrote is bad enough, but I have to analyze it!? And so what if we found something wrong with the history or how it was written? it's already there.... either do something to change it or leave it be... Telling students about it again and again wouldn't do shit cause seriously!? WHAT THE FUCK?!

I talked to Zippy about it and yeah I understand that he's a prof and that he's proud of that professor... and yeah, I do love that prof, but still?! MY GOD!!!! Why oh WHY?! !

Me and my buddy on the phone...

Sun, 27 Dec 2009 16:50:55 GMT

Him: Alexx, how're things goin?
Me: Great...
Him: How 'bout that professor you're trin' to hack into itty bitty pieces?
Me: *shocked* What?!
Him: Uhmm...
Me: FUCK YOU BERN!
Him: *laughs*

Sooo.. yeah... nothin' interesting... just thought to share.... Ooh and Since I'm doin' 3 term papers for one fuckin' course, I'm gonna work on my Sweetest Sin and Assassin fics.. Cause I just happen to enjoy making myself work so like crazy... makes the ending feel sooo successful.. lol!

Assassin Master List :D

Fri, 25 Dec 2009 15:34:17 GMT

Chapter 1 and 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

I know I've been a bad bad girl in updating my fics... And I have a perfectly good reason too.. sooooo.. PLEASE DO NOT KILL ME YET :D hee! This post is especially directed to akse ... :D

at the seminar with Zippy.

Fri, 11 Dec 2009 14:50:21 GMT

I was at the registration table, handing out freebies. It was 1 in the afternoon. I saw a couple of his students. The next thing I knew, my crush, Jeff, is there too. I forgot, he is in Zippy's class too. So.. there I was, hadning out the freebies. Pens were laid out in front of me. It was Jeff's turn to register and he butted in.

Him: *reaches for a pen* This is mine. *big smile.
he was telling me something else, but I couldn't actually understand it cause his voice is hoarse. then Jeff leaned down to sign and I was like. . .
ME: Hi Jeff! - I saw Zippy suddeny look away from us.

Jeff: Hi! *charming smile*

Heee! I soooo love Jeff... then after an hour... I was standing by the door. I was trying to keep the noise to a minumum and on the other hand, I was doing head counts when he suddenly signals for me to come closer. He told me that his students have to attend their other class too. So I was telling his students who were scattered all over the place that they should get ready to leave. He signals me back and when I was standing beside him, he closed the distance between us and pressed his body so close to mine, I could feel his heart beat. He whispered something to me... and that something is... "When they leave, ask them to form a line and be as quiet as possible." and he repeated that three times, as if I didn't heard him the first two times. So I went to Jeff, who was on the other side of the room and told him about it.

When Jeff got up to leave, I smiled coyly and said, "I don't get a hug?" HE HUGGED ME! and angled for a kiss! :D hee! NICE... I love it.. and I saw Zippy's face... it was his patented BITCH FACE. . . hee! OMG. Sooooo nice. >:)

We're OK...

Tue, 08 Dec 2009 15:23:19 GMT

So... Monday afternoon, at 2 PM found me at this local drinking-spot with my block mates. We were drinkin' and havin' a smoke and chatting around when I realized that I made a promise to soemone that I'd get them coffee. So... I told my friends that I have to run by 3.30pm. They all asked me why I was down. And I told them why. It was cause Him (guy from my other previous post) and I had a misunderstsanding. So... 3.30 came around and my guy friends wanted to come with me, for moral support, they said. I said not to anymore cause, hell... it would only cause more conflict... Don't ask why, I just know it would. It's better to face it alone than have them for back up...

So... I picked up his coffee and practically ran up the stairs. When I got there, his assistant saw me.

Assistant: Heya Alexx!
Me: Hey! Why are you still outside?
A: He haven't dismissed his class yet.
Me: Ooh.. ok.. Can u watch my things for a while? *I placed my bag and the coffee on the nearest flat surface I could find*
A: Yeah, you better spray some perfume on. He's gonna get even pissed at you if he smells smoke and alcohol on you.
Me: *grins sheepishly* Thanks. :) *runs to the washroom*

After freshening up, I quickly make my way back to where his assistant was. We were standing there chatting for a couple of minutes when I told him to go ahead and check. He said he'd send me a message before he goes in.

So, I took a couple of minutes to calm myself. And then I got his message. He said I could come in now cause the students are gone. So there I went. I walked purposely slowly. And when I got to his room.

When I opened the door he glanced at it and the first thing I noticed was that he was forcing back a smile...

Me: I know you're still mad. *lifts up the coffee cup* and this is not a peace offering. It was my promise, remember?
Him: *full on smile*
Assistant: Oohh, he's smiling!
Me: You may get mad, but you can't hate me. You love me.
Him: *smiles even bigger* Yeah, I know! But I was really offended at what you did.
Me: I know! I won't ever defy your words in other people's presence.
Him: *loses the smile a bit* It's not that.
Me: What is it then? I'm really sorry I hurt you though.
Him: I don't want you bringing someone else when it's our time. We don't get to be together much and you go bring someone else with us. I got offended with that. And besides, I don't plan on sharing what I have with you guys with someone else.
Me: Awww.. I'm so sorry. I swear, I won't do it again. You love me! You can't ha...
Him: I know! Wait, is it true that you cried?
Me: *looks at his assistant*
Assistant: *smiles widely* it was a joke, Sir. But she couldn't sleep because of what happened.
Him: *looks at me with puppy eyes* I'm sorry.
Me: NO!
Him: Hmmm...

then he was scolding me for showing how I am with him even with other people around and I explained that I thought she left when I went out to take a call... then we were talkin' about some things when I said... I better go.

Him: What? WHY?!
Me: I have a drinking session to go back to.
Him: Who you gonna be with? *doesn't look pleased at all*
Me: block mates. Matt, Paolo, Nates...
Him: oh okay...
Me: Alright. Bye.

and then when I left, I was on my way to the stairs when his assistant came running, askin' me to go back.

When I peeked inside he said, "Don't drink too much, okay?"

I smiled and said yeah before making a break for the stairs and back to where we were having our drinking session.

Hmm.. I could tell that he wanted me to stay and chat some more, but I promised my friends I'd be back... so..... I left quickly.. Don't get me wrong.. I would've loved to stay, but then again, I didn't think we'd be okay that quickly... and he couldn't stop smiling.. even when he was reprimanding me for my actions back then, he coudln't stop smiling...
Hee.. I'm just glad we're okay... cause I missed him. and I guess he missed me to.. judging by the fact that he couldn't stop smiling when he saw me from the doorway. . . or am I reading too much in to this?

my fucking god... I feel so bad....

Sat, 05 Dec 2009 14:29:49 GMT

You guys remember from my previous entries about this hottie prof who's flirting profusely with me? Well... things progressed... but not in the physical sense or something...but more on the emotional side of things...

and today... when I went to visit him in his room... my classmate went with me... she wasnt exactly uninvited... cause I invited her, out of politeness.. cause I didn't want to leave her alone there... and when he saw me with her, his whole composure changed. my fucking god. this is so fucked up... and late this afternoon.. he sent me a message that sounded like he was breaking up with me... THE FUCK?!? OMFG...

this is the beginning of my end....

Sun, 01 Nov 2009 02:12:40 GMT

Fancy title... well.... It's just a title guys. Don't fret.. I'm not dying or anything... at least not yet... Missin' writing my fanfics... I need (s)exercises on my English once again... I think my grammar is flowing outta the window as we speak... or type.. symantics! hahaha!

Anyways... I failed a course...Economics... omg. I know.. stupid, right? Who fails economics?? Apparently, it's me.. hahhaha.. I'm takin it up again this March, I just hope by then, I'll get it and hopefully, pass it... Crap... this life sucks...

Oooh.... also, for my stories... well I'm trying to iron out the wrinkles and will be posting Assasin's latest Chapter.... :D Hopefully, someone's still interested in reading it lol...

hey mother....

Sat, 19 Sep 2009 14:47:07 GMT

I know you don't really care about me. I know that you favor YOUR FUCKING DAUGHTER more than me.. cause admit it or not.. I'M A FUCKING DISAPPOINTMENT IN YOUR FUCKING EYE NO MATTER WHAT I DO CAUSE I AINT HER!.. WELL SORRY FOR THAT. I understand that you have a lot of things going on in your fucking life, but here's a fucking headline.. I AM A PART OF YOUR FUCKING LIFE... LIKE IT OR NOT...

You made your fucking choice of living with my disappointment of a presence when you made your choice of bringing me into this fucking world... you said before that I was supposed to be adopted by a doctor... and you didn't give me to her.. well now that is a fucking mistake that you're going to have to live through until you're buried six fucking feet below the fucking ground. I never asked to be like this. I NEVER ASKED TO BE BORN AND I KNOW THAT YOU NEVER ASKED FOR ME TO COME TO YOUR LIFE BUT I'M ALREADY HERE. The only fucking thing that I ask for is respect because it doesn't mean that you're the one providing roof over my head and feeding me that I DO NOT FUCKING DESERVE IT.

I'm working hard for you to be fucking proud of me. But you never are. You see all my mistakes, my flaws and my failures... BUT NEVER ONCE DID YOU SEE WHAT I ACHIEVED... and FUCK YOU FOR THAT! Whenever there's a conflict in this fucking family I'm the one who's always stomped on and I HATE YOU FOR THAT! YOU NEVER STOOD UP FOR ME AND YOU DARE CALL YOURSELF A MOTHER?!

Where were you when your daughter was beating the living shit outta me? Where were you when I was crying for you to make everything stop? When you found out about it, did you do anything? THE ANSWER IS FUCKING NO! All you said was that you didn't know! I GAVE YOU A FUCKING LOT OF CHANCE TO SHOW ME I AM NOT WHO SHE SAID I WAS... BUT IT NEVER CAME.. UNTIL I KNEW THAT I AM SO MUCH FUCKING BETTER THAN YOU AND HER COMBINED WHEN IT COMES TO BEING SOMETHING AKIN TO A FUCKING HUMAN BEING! WHERE WERE YOU WHEN I WAS ON THE FLOOR TRYING TO CURL IN ON MY SELF SO THE FIST THAT RAINED DOWN ON ME WON'T HURT SO MUCH?? YOU.. FUCKING YOU WERE THERE HOLDING MY MOUTH SHUT SO THAT I WOUDLN'T WAKE DAD UP! FUCK YOU!

I STILL HAVE FUCKING NIGHTMARES ABOUT THAT EVEN UP TO NOW! IT'S WHY I SMOKE... IT'S WHY I DRINK... IT'S WHY I DON'T WANNA SLEEP ALONE! YOU AND YOUR BITCH OF A DAUGHTER DID THIS TO ME! I'M FUCKED INSIDE... I SEE EVERYONE AS FUCKING ANIMALS BECAUSE OF WHAT YOU DID TO ME. I DON'T TRUST PEOPLE BECAUSE IF I CAN'T TRUST EVEN THE PEOPLE WHO BROUGHT ME UP THEN WHAT MORE DO THE PEOPLE I MET AND WOULD MEET?!

NONE OF YOU DID A GODDAMNED THING WHILE I WAS BEING USED AS A PUNCHING FUCKING BAG! DID ANYONE OF YOU CARE TO SAVE ME?! I WAS A FUCKING KID! NOT MORE THAN 10 YEARS FUCKING OLD... AND YOU HAD THE AUDACITY TO SAY THAT I'M FUCKING WRONG!?

the sad thing about this is that... I'm actually greatful for this.... you know what they say when you're going through a rough patch? it's for character building... and you know what?! whatever I am today... it's no fucking thanks to you because I would've reached where I am soon enough..but I guess you wouldn't want that for me, would you? You would rather me have no happy childhood than slowly make my way up to the top...

I know I'm dumb mom.. I can't pass my academics... I have a hard time getting things stuck in my brain.. but you know what... it doesn't matter that I'm fucking stupid because I may not be a valedictorian, I may not be a dean's lister... but I'm far smarter than most fucking people because I know what will make them cringe and fall down on their knees whimpering because I LEARNED FROM THE FUCKING BEST AND THAT'S YOU AND YOUR FUCKING BITCH OF A DAUGHTER! SO FUCK YOU... IF THERE IS HELL... YOU'RE PLACE IS RESERVED THERE AND WHEN I GET THERE MYSELF... I HAVE ETERNITY TO RETURN THE FAVOR OF WHAT YOU AND YOUR FAVORED ONE DID TO ME...

ADVANCED GREETING TO MY SWEETY!!!

Tue, 14 Jul 2009 12:43:23 GMT

spangel999

Hey hon!!! Been a long while... might wanna update us on how you are doing!! Lol...

happy birthday hon!!! :D

Rainy day....

Mon, 13 Jul 2009 08:22:59 GMT

So, whenever I don't attend my classes, I cook something nice. I cooked pasta today... I don't know what it's called, but it has white sauce... but silly me for forgetting to add salt to the sauce... So I had to add some... Then when they tasted it, they gave me a look and said... "You can cook now! You really should go and get married soon..."

I was like... "Huh??"

Hmmm... pfft.. do they think that just because I know how to cook, do the dishes, laundry and other house chores then I'd better go and get married?!?! Jeez... Christ on a fucking Cross!

*grins* not that I'm really pissed about it, but it's just weird... tsk...

OOoh! and today, the workers fixing up the road looked at me funny cause I threw blocks of concrete cause my dad's car is coming... lol... I grazed my fingers which sucked.... but hell, a little pain makes me go wide eye and bushy tail, if I tell you the truth.. lol...

Anyways.. :D Just thought to update you guys on what's been happening to moi... :D And the fics, The Sweetest Sin and Assassin are now being worked on... :D Soooo . may be a week from now? There'll be an update. :D

my current ... hilarious? predicament..

Fri, 10 Jul 2009 12:29:42 GMT

Sooo.. I joined this organization at the university cause I've got the hots for the advisor.... and then, while I was getting interviewed this afternoon for my Novice position, I found out that HE IS ALREADY MARRIED! Fucking shitty thing! God fucking damned!!!!

*throws a tantrum* I so hate myself right now. Grrr!!!! Hmm.. wonder if I can just hook up with him... * ponders * I know.. Crazy.. but it's not like I'm actually gonna do it... *pouts* or will I?? Hmmm... But he's fucking hot!! Body wise... Hmmm.. yum.. guess he'll just live in my fantasy along with David, James, Jensen, Jared and Misha...

Shitty!!!! at least I actually liked the organization and what we would be doing there.. Thank fuck...

Hello Good world.. :D

Thu, 09 Jul 2009 13:54:55 GMT

Sooo.. since my last Post.. I have discovered that I soooo fucking love Placebo's french songs... especially Mars Landing Party because it is fucking dirty and Protege Moi, because. it's just fucking hot... Burger Queen doesn't really appeal to me that much cause of the tone, but I also love it nonetheless... That's why.. aside from self studying German.. I'm also doing French... ...

Goddamned! I'm turning ass over tits over these frickin' languages... I am so in love with European Languages!!! no wonder I tried studying Italian... until I've gotten bored.. :P *grins*

Anyways, I've an interview tomorrow to become a Novice, should I pass. lol. :D hee! I feel giddy!

Dingdingding!!!!

Mon, 22 Jun 2009 14:26:19 GMT

Okayyyyy... It's monday and I didn't attend any of my classes cause one, I was having a bad case of hang over... second...... I felt tooo lazy to bear the heat of the day and feel all icky and whatnot...

lol.. so I spent the whole day slaving in the kitching trying to come up with a brilliant recipie which i failed miserably by the way, i wound up cooking the same thing.... lol

Jensen is such a hottie!!!

Thu, 11 Jun 2009 11:09:46 GMT

Sooo... I was surfing through cable channels when I came across Dark Angel... I don't know which season it was, but boy, Jensen is such a fine piece of meat.... before I realized it, I was drooling over him and now I'm googling movies and series where in he was there...

*sighs* I can't believe this... he looked hot in the movie Devour. he's just oh sooooo delicious... lol... my friend was with me, and he was looking at me like I'd just grown another head. lol.. what can I say, I like fine hot men named Jensen Ackles.. lol..

my fucking GOD!!!

Mon, 08 Jun 2009 05:37:22 GMT

I am in fucking pain!!! I had next to no hour of sleep since saturday until Sunday... I was out the whole morning on Sunday, by the way..

And on my way home, I was body slammed to a car by a 180 lbs of muscle, namely Lei.. one of my highschool buddies.. just to tell me that he's moving a couple of blocks away from our house... Christ... IS TEXT MESSAGING NOT AN OPTION!! I slept at around 11 last night... then when I woke up this morning.. my body was a huge mass of pain...

my back hurts like a bitch, my neck's a stiff... typing this entry feels like weight lifting for my biceps...

omg. i'm just gonna lie back after posting this... and try to get some more sleep.

watching SPN S4

Fri, 05 Jun 2009 03:30:27 GMT

Sooo.. there I was, in bed, watching Supernatural... and I suddenly had a vision! Castiel and Dean... In bed.. Fuckin' hot... but then it's not nearly as hot as Dean and Sam together, but OMG... hothothot.....

*goes back to looking at the telly* soooo hot...

pending pending pending...

Tue, 02 Jun 2009 12:52:26 GMT

Fucking pending.. I can't continue my stories cause I'm having a writer's block for about 2 years now.. especially the spangel stories I'm writing... The Sweetest Sin is currently on Hiatus... as well as the Assassin.. cause I'm trying to continue writing my original novel, Budding Killer: The Beginning of blood...

*sighs* anyways. last friday, my buddy came over and he wasn't with the girl he was supposed to come with.. what an ass... soo..we spent the whole evening watching movies because he said he wasn't in the mood to do anything else.. I suggested we go to our friend's place and he said he doesn't want to... *sighs* I think he's got a problem that he's not telling me... he's being.... emotionally distant lately... he would stare at me for like twenty minutes straight and I would ask him if there's something wrong, and he would just shrug and look at something else... I'm worried about him...

on the phone again with the guy buddy...

Tue, 26 May 2009 14:11:05 GMT

well isn't this a surprise... usually he only calls me when we're planning a sleep over which happens NEVER or when we're planning an out of town trip with other friends which is once a year... but this! THIS IS A FRIST! I was just waking up and stretching in my comfortable bed(which is my parent's bedroom floor, cause it's the only room here where they have the air-con on...) when my cell phone started buzzing...

I take one look at the screen and couldn't believe what I'm seeing... "Shokoi Calling..." well, I think hell froze over when I ws sleeping. . . I know I should answer it.. but c'mon! I was just wakin' up... however, his insistence ... is pretty much annoying. *Tries to keep a straight face* I could still remember a time when I was the one insisting he call me once or twice in a blue moon, but now that he's constantly trying to bug the living hell out of me... I'm beginning to regret it.. lol...

So... after getting 4 missed calls, I finally answer it.

Him: What the fuck?!
Me: *feigns innocence* What?
Him: I was trying to call you the whole morning! Don't tell me you didn't hear it.. You don't go anywhere without any of your phones!!! *he sounded realy upset*
Me: I was busy!
Him: Right! Were you talking to Lea?
Me: nope... why?
Him: She wanted to go there today...
Me: hmm... sure..
Him: I'm busy I can't take her..
Me: Then just drop her off. I'll give her a ride home.
Him: No! *he's sounding more and more upset...*
Me: Koi, what's wrong? You wanted me to get along with her.. You practically said the reason you brought her over was to see whether I'd get along with her. . . and now you're acting all weird!
Him: I'm not! I just... Lex, Sometimes you're fucking dense...
Me: Me? Dense? what did I do now? We're not gonna have a fight over her! we're done with arguing remember!
Him: we're not arguing... we're just having a discussion... listen if you don't want her to come over, it's fine!
Me: What? I said it's alright! What's going on with us?! *frantic*
Him: Nothing! Nothing's wrong with us...
Me: *heaves a big sigh* Fine... just come over, alone and let's have a couple of drinks later tonight....
Him: alright.
Me: 'k. see ya.
Him: Yeah...

End of phone call... so... he came over a couple of hours later and he brought beers and a bottle of my favorite tequila! So.... I asked him what was really up. and why he's actin' like a hung up ass... and ya know what he told me?? Said it was cause of me...
We're good friends... although we used to have a falling out every two years, but since the last one which was on 2007, we never fought again... and from then, we progressed to this relationship which was greater than friendship but less than lovers kinda thing... we don't really talk about...we don't really talk much about our current happenings... we just talk about the past and what we would do tomorrow or 4 year from now.. or someting else...

He said he wanted to try to see if we might work as something else, I told him I don't want to risk it just yet.. why can't we just enjoy with what we have right now instead of complicating it further? I mean, yeah I do feel something for him, I love him, to a point.. and yes I find him sexually attractive... cause he's a fine piece of meat! lol! however, I know myself far too much to know that I won't be able to commit..... pfft.. I told him we could still just fuck if he wanted to sate his lust.. or something... just not a relationship like that...

He stared me right in the eye before he went down laughing... the fucking asshole made we worry my fucking head off and he told me he was just fucking around cause we.. apparently have become dull since we swore we'd stop arguing over little things... Jesus fucking christ. do you guys know that my heart was pounding a mile a minute while we were talking?! I mean, OMG!!!! And he just laughed things off and said he was just spicing up our time since things have gotten sooo boring..

I had the urge to punch him while we were on the balcony and he was watching me smoke... but before I could get a punch in, he grabbed me into a bear hug. I didn't know how long we stood, but I suddenly got teary eyes... lol... Fucking ass... I'm gonna get him back someday!

On the phone with my guy buddy...

Mon, 25 May 2009 09:52:02 GMT

Him: Hey Lex, what do you think about the chick I brought over last week?
Me: She's cute...
Him: Just cute? Would you get along with her?
Me: ... she's hot... I like her... so I'm guessng yeah...
him: *sounds deflated* oh..
Me: Why? *curiousity perked up*
Him: Nothin' just askin'...
Me: *smirks* When are you planning to bring her over again? I enojyed talking to her!
Him: Maybe never...
Me: WHY?!
Him: ...
Me: I thought you wanted us to get along?
Him: I do... just not that close..
Me: What do you mean?
Him: You seem to enjoy her presence...
Me: well. you introduced her to me and hoped I would get along with her and now that I do like her... you're sulking.. again, I ask why...
Him: Nevermind... We'll go there maybe this friday... after my work..
Me: okay...
Him: Okay... So?
Me: So?
Him: So, should the one of us wouldn't be able to make it, who would you prefer it to be?
Me: Uhmm...
Him: C'mon.. just.. hypothetically...
Me: well, I'd rather have you.... cause I know you better and I'm sure I can entertain you ...
Him: *sounded weirdly cheerful* Okay!
Me: What's happening to you?!
Him: Nothing! Nothing! Okay, see you Friday. Bye!!!

The line went dead... and I was left dumbfounded! he's pretty fucking weird...

shitty week...

Sun, 24 May 2009 17:47:28 GMT

okay. so I'm on my placebo week... and I haven't had my period yet.. I've had like a drop of blood and then nothing... and the weather is sooo friggin' hot...

Urgh...

This got me thinkin'...I should really stop taking the pills.. firstly, my guy friend who's over protective of me doesn't like it... and wants me to stop doing the casual sex thing.. which I'm contemplating on stopping too.. and secondly, my surrogate mum said that it isn't really good for me so I should just stop especially if I'm not bugged by my previous periods (before I started taking the pills).

Sooo... I guess I'm not taking the pills anymore.... lol. . . I'm still bugged about my period though... the placebos would be gone by tuesday and I'm worried... I might've fucked up my system or I'm pregnant or something.. gee.. hope I didn't ....

:D i never said I was a nice person. :D

Wed, 20 May 2009 12:57:56 GMT

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Very Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	Very High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Very High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Extreme
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Extreme
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Extreme
Level 7 (Violent)	Extreme
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Very High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Very High

Take the Dante's Divine Comedy Inferno Test

Fic: Assassin Part 4 FRAO

Sun, 17 May 2009 14:36:30 GMT

Title: Assassin Part 4
Author: A.Aurelius
Fandom: AtS/BtVS
Pairing: Spangel (Angel/Spike)
Rating: frao
Disclaimer: Not mine, owned by Fox.... and M.E.

Part Four:

A black private plane lands in LAX. Three GMC SUVs were parked on the runway along with a limo. As the door opened, five heavily armed men make their way down followed by Lindsey and Hamilton.

A man dressed in a black pinstripe suit approaches them.

“The men are ready, sir. We’re just waiting for you and Mr. Hamilton.”

Lindsey nods and walks toward the waiting limo.

Beverly Wilshire Hotel

Angel and Spike check in almost 5 hours ago and were now talking about the most random things when they heard footsteps followed by an insistent knocking. Spike moved from leaning on Angel’s chest when Angel stopped him. “I’ll get it.”

Spike shrugged as Angel pushed himself off the bed and went to answer the door.

Angel looked back at Spike and admired the way his legs were slightly bent on the knees and how feminine they looked. As his gaze traveled higher, he took the time to admire the creamy skin that stretched across the slender stomach to the perfect breast to the slender neck and the most gorgeous face he’s ever seen.

Another round of insistent knocking roused him out of his gaze and sighed as he went and flung the door open. Seeing the person, or rather, people on the other side, he let out a loud sigh. “Jesus, this day just keeps on getting more fucked up by the hour!”

“Hello to you too, Mr. Morgan! A wonderful day for a stroll, no.” Lindsey said with a wide smile. Five men all dressed in white shirts and black slacks surrounded him.

Angel moved aside to let Lindsey and his goons inside the room. Spike was still sprawled unladylike on the couch when he heard his father’s voice.

Quickly springing off his comfortable sprawl, he enveloped his dad and Hamilton in a huge hug. “Dad! Hammie! I’m so glad you’re both here! I was nearly…”

Angel looked at the scene before him. Lindsey and Hamilton standing side by side while Spike continued to rant about how his trip was and how they actually ended up in a hotel instead of Angel’s apartment. He turned around and went to the balcony. He didn’t want any distractions. He’s thinking of a plan on how to get his perfect revenge.

He now knew why his contact wanted to send him that file. It would contain his newest identity and his target… or more accurately, the one who’s targeting him now. He knew exactly who that person it, but to make it work. He has to trust his contact to give him the essentials he need on how he would extract his revenge.

A slender arm wrapped around his waist, which drew him out of a deep thought. Usually, his initial reaction was to elbow the person behind and throw him forward, but somehow, he knew that it was Spike, and his instincts just screamed at him to turn around and hug back. Angel is a man who trusts his instincts more than he would his eyes, and as it is, he turned and embraced Spike back.

“You’re not beating the shit outta me…” Spike said, almost sullenly if it weren’t for the grin on his face.

“I would, if only your father wasn’t here.” Angel said and tightened his arms around Spike.

Spike lifted his head from where it was nestled on Angel’s neck, “You wouldn’t?!” he said in mock disbelief.

Angel looked down and was instantly mesmerized by the depth of the baby blue eyes. Arching his brow, he said in a serious tone, “Wouldn’t I?” but the image was broken by the smirk that followed shortly after the words left his mouth.

Grinning at each other, they couldn’t help but end up in laughter as they went back inside the room.

Lindsey was on the phone when they got back inside. He was barking orders with a smile which would creep some other people out, but as for them, it was nothing neither new nor creepy. It was just how Lindsey was.

Snapping the phone shut, Lindsey dropped it in his pocket and face Angel and Spike with a wide grin. “I just got off the phone with Mrs. Summers. She said she’s working on sending another team for bomb sweeping and another team for shadowing.”

“I don’t need people shadowing me.” Angel said as he moved towards the couch and plopped down on it.

Spike followed Angel on the couch and dropped down beside him, instantly, Angel’s arms went around his waist as he scooted closer to the assassin. “I don’t think Angel needs the shadows, dad.” Spike told his father as he fiddled with the hem of Angel’s shirt.

Lindsey looked at the two on the couch and heaved out a long suffering sigh. He knew it was wrong to force the shadow on the both of them, but there’s nothing he can do to control his paternal instinct. His instincts are screaming for him to protect his only child. However on the other side of his brain, it’s telling him to relax, since Spike is within good hands.

Hamilton could see the trepidation in Lindsey’s eyes. “Lindsey, I think they can handle themselves well enough. Angel’s an assassin. For all we know, he could kill a person with just a glare.”

Lindsey looked at Hamilton in mock glare, “That’s really comforting, Hammie!!!”

Arching his brow, Angel didn’t know what to make the situation of. He was torn between thinking that maybe too many deaths from the past had made Lindsey a tad unstable or maybe he was high on something. Leaning closer to Spike’s nape, he asked quietly, “Spike, is your dad high or something?”

Chuckling, Spike patted Angel’s leg before calling his father’s attention. “Hey, dad. Stop that… you’re scaring Angel…”

“I’m not scared!” Angel’s indignant retort fell on deaf ears as Spike and Lindsey started yet another verbal disagreement.

~@~

In a dark corner office somewhere in Los Angeles, a woman with her hair up in a bun sat on her reclining chair. All of a sudden, the doors burst open, revealing a blonde in tight fitting clothes.

“Doctor Evita!”

Springing out of her reclining chair, Evita hurriedly flicked the small lamp on her table and pasted a smile on her face. “Master Spike, I wasn’t expecting you.”

“Of course not.” Spike said as he made his way closer to Evita’s table. “Should you be expecting me, you would’ve been dressed appropriately and flaunted by four of your co-doctors.”

Spike flicked the light switch on before making his way over to the good doctor’s desk. Sitting himself comfortably on one of the arm chairs, he grinned at the pale doctor and motioned for her to sit down.

“Now listen here, doc. I’m thinking about going through my sexual reassignment. I need you to get some of your doctors up in New York by next week.”

It was dark when Spike returned to the hotel room he and Angel were sharing. After discussing things with his father last night and agreeing that they would stay there for the rest of the week before they relocate to New York. Angel was in the bed room watching television when he heard the door. Getting off the bed, he walked out to the lounge and saw Spike sitting on the couch digging something from his ever present purse.

“What’re ya looking for?”

Spike’s head snapped up and as soon as he saw Angel’s broad chest, he placed on a smile, “Just my pills. I need t start taking the estrogens again.”

Angel arched his brow and walked over to where Spike was. Sitting down next to him, he slouched down and placed one arm behind Spike. “What for?”

“I’m going under another operation.” Spike said with a weak smile.

Angel was baffled. “You’re… gonna have another operation? For what? Another breast augmentation?”

“Sex reassignment.”

Angel was shocked to say the least, “Why?”

Sighing, Spike plopped himself next to Angel. “I just don’t see you being gay, and I thought you might like me better as a girl.”

Angel let out a chuckle. “How can you be sure about that? And you know, for someone with C-cup breasts, you shouldn’t really be plopping like that on any seats…”

Spike looked down on his chest and grinned as made them wiggle. “I can see why.”

Angel moved closer to Spike, placing one arm behind him and playing with the long strands of blonde hair, “Listen, I’m not sure about the two of us, but as to liking you, well, I wouldn’t be sitting here this close to you if I don’t like you even a little bit and as for me being gay, well… let’s just say that I don’t really care about whether my partner has one or two holes.”

Spike moved his head a little higher, staring right onto Angel’s eyes. “I…” then he let out a wise-ass grin, “I had no idea you were such a cheesy boy!”

Angel couldn’t help but laugh at that and pulled the slighter man closer to him. “You’d really do that reassignment thing just for me to like you?”

“Yeah”

“I like you the way you are now… I’ll like you however you are, just as long as you’re you.” Angel said.

They sat like that for what seemed like hours until both of them fell asleep, oblivious to the blinking red light hidden in the leaves of one of the many pots of plants scattered around the room.

what the hell!

Sat, 16 May 2009 06:56:04 GMT

I was watching Ben10 with my little brother a couple of days ago... and I was flabbergastered with its episode.... Ben got pregnant... I was like... OMG should they really be showing that kind of ideas to kids?!?

anyways... my friend came over and we got to talkin... about anal sex... he's a guy mind u..

Him: so, how'd it feel?
Me: how'd what feel? *stare back on the tv*
Him: being taken from behind..
Me: *stares at him incredulously* What?!?
Him: *shrugs* You haven't tried it before?
Me: no...
Him: *snickers*
Me: Why? Should I say I did, and it felt good, would u do it too?
Him: *looks at me straight in the eyes* yeah
Me: *confused* you'd let someone stick something up your ass?!
Him: *scandalized* NO! I mean i'd consider fucking a girl from behind...
Me: oh..

Cute, aint it>?

Tue, 28 Apr 2009 14:21:11 GMT

Poem: Who're

Sun, 05 Apr 2009 11:52:02 GMT

Who’re

Beneath the dirty ceiling, another client lays
My legs spread open as he ruts rapidly
Sweat pools on his back as he constantly moves
My fake moans sing loudly, under the sky, not blue

Disposed condom lies on the dirty floor,
Filled and discarded, just like a whore
Despite the fact that I don’t really want this,
There’s nothing I can do, and I can’t refuse

The couple of bills thrown on the bed,
My client leaves me in yet another motel.
I put on my clothes back,
and slide my feet onto those shoes

I walk back to the street,
Where another John, I meet
Another dirty ceiling, I see
Just another day, if you believe…
~A.Aurelius