My stories

2p!GerIta

(A/N, you see the photo up there ^, well that's where I got my inspiration )

Is just another day, like anyother...the man in this story is Luciano Vargas. He thinks that he's alone in this cruel, yet beautiful world... he never understood the emotions that he was given. For, he has never been taught how to use them.

The other man in this story, is Lutz Beilschmidt. Unlike the the other man Luciano, he knows exactly how to use his emotions. His brother Gilen Beilschmidt, has passed away two years ago before they both met. After that day....he never returned to his usual Boastful and sloppy domineer... now his strict like his cousin Ludwig.

Both men are trying to get somewhere, but if they are looking for the same thing. They may never find what they're looking for, or will they. Maybe they can help each other...for who knows, or is it fate rolling a risky die..

What I would write.....

"...maybe..I'll-a... never find.....what my-a purpose is..." He raised the knife to his chest smiling, with tears streaming down his cheeks. "Vait!" The other man held the knife away from the others man chest. "Don't jou dare do it" the other man, couldn't believe what he's was hearing. This other man, whom he had no connection to... wanted to stop himself from suicide. "Why-a should I!" More tears streamed down his face...