~𝔑𝔬 𝔪𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔴𝔢 𝔢𝔫𝔡 𝔲𝔭~ ᴊꜱʜᴋ/ᴛʙʜᴋ ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ

~Shorts~

I am so sorry for not updating for the past month... I have been caught up with fixing a lot of things but now I think I'm back... hopefully.

I'll start writing up and finishing the soulmates au now.

Since it was my birthday 1 month and a few days ago. I'll let you guys ask any questions and I'll answer them in the next chap.

Also this is sorta an announcement to join the hananene discord server I have made. (Link in wattpad bio and also https://discord.gg/SVbnwaPFNc)

These are 2 stories I wrote but didn't really want to finish and they were just for a study since I was learning how to write a vampire Hanako.
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The girl of which went by the name 'Yashiro Nene', oh, how he is unable to look away from her oh-so intoxicating gaze.

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"Good-evening manager" Hummed the female as she walked past that of the current owner of the prestigious so-called "Ghost-Hotel". "Dear guest, how is your stay so far" he questions feeling himself become prey to her ruby-red gaze, as for her, she feels the same to that of his amber-orbs.

"It has been pretty exhausting, to say the least," She began, straying her eyes away from the male. "No one dares look at me, and I am finding it hard to make conversation with anyone other than these tiny pink creatures around the Hotel," she says, her voice emitting sadness.

"Mokke" He corrected her as he was to then take the palm of the cream-haired female, now to lead her down the halls of the Hotel.

"Oh that's unfair, is it not," Spoke Hanako as he further leads her down plum-coloured carpets to now land in front of a... stone wall.

"Manager, where are we?" Questions the girl as she sees nothing but a dead-end in front of the pair.

"Oh, Yashiro how un-imaginative you truly are." Expressed the Manager as he was to then latch his gloved palm onto a candelabra positioned onto the wall to then turn it. From this action, the wall was to be pulled to the sides to subsequently open up a passage.

"Wh-what is this?" Asked the female in a disbelief-filled breath which was to only receive a hoarse chuckle, from the caped man. "A short-cut," He hummed as he then abruptly tugged onto the wrist of the female, once more.

He was to then, lead her through various twists and turns similar to that of a maze... it was to follow the same structure per se.

They were then to arrive in a darkened room with the only light source being that of candle-light. "Ma-Manager, where is that we are to be currently. I was told, this was to be a short-cut." Spoke Nene as she peered across the entirety of the room.

"A short-cut to the fun part is what I was to mean" Pronounced Hanako as he was to then swiftly push the teal-tipped female onto that of the carpeted ground.

The so-called Manager abruptly pushed the unsuspecting girl onto silk-like magenta covers, tangling her form into them such as an acrobat. He was to waste no time dilly-dallying as he hastily united his chapped rose-like lips with her own, to then, form an erotic array of noises from the girl.

But this alone was to be not enough to satisfy a starved vampire, you see.

The vampire was then to place his white-gloved palms to the sides of the girls head; her hair showing an explicit masterpiece if he was to say. He swiftly dove into the soft yet supple, tender skin of her neck, coating it generously in his own love-filled bites. Oh, how he adored her so...

The two were then to embark into many half-breathe kisses as for they were to fit together as parts of a puzzle. This was the way it felt it were to be.

Just the two of them forever and ever.

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"Maybe a Ferris wheel wasn't the purest choice"
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Night has fallen to a blank dusk as two individuals that of are to be named 'Nene' and 'Amane' stroll through a wonderous display of vendors, games and rides at the annual fair. Various flashing and coloured lights are to be displayed upon the sky-line as blurs of lights within the dark wrenches of the emotionless night.

Wind is to then howl throughout the fair which is to be quickly lost, within the screams of other towns-folks at the fair. Nene slightly shivers as she lets out a small breath which was quick to turn into a frosted display of air.

She attempted to regain her composure as she had just run the instant, she had seen what was to be in the centre of the fair. She peered upwards aimlessly as her eyes adjusted to its bright lights which illuminate a vast majority of the fair; there in front of her stood a Ferris Wheel.

Her sudden breath was to not go unnoticed by her companion: Amane. As he was to then swiftly un-attach his black leathered jacket and prod it onto the shoulders of the female.

"You really should think about your health, Yashiro." Amane was to scold, as he looped his arm around that of her own to then lead her to a line.

"Aw but- the fireworks" She began to reason but was quickly cut to a short as Amane pressed a finger to her reddened lips.

"No buts... I don't want you to end up getting sick, okay?" He stated as the two began to move forward within that of the line.

"Wow-" Nene was to be left with no words to mouth, as she peered at the tremendous altitudes and marvels the fair had to offer. Abruptly the ride was to come to a sudden stop. "W-what's wrong?" Questioned the girl as she peered around to then lay her eyes on the cat-eyed male.

"Oh- I think the ride stopped 'cause of the fireworks that are about to start." Amane answered as he rose from his seat. "I guess that explains it... Hey, what are you doing!"

"Nothing~ just let me- there, perfect."

Amane was to then be positioned directly in front of the immaculate girl, as he was to then loop his fingers within her soft cream hair.

"Y'know you're very pretty," He stats, as he is to then move his face to be a mere inch away from her own. The male is to then imprison a lock of her hair as he then begins to inhale its scent.

The carriage slightly swayed as Amane pressed his palms against metal rods placed upon the back of the girl, trapping her within himself. "So pretty, it's testing my self-control..." He confesses, as various flashes and displays of light begin to be set-off around them; it is the fireworks.

As of that sudden moment of indication, Amane embraces his peach-like lips with that of Yashiro's. Forever locking them in a display so erotic yet so endearing, leaving the girl out of breath yet again.
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So yea I'm back.

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