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  <title>Lilac Kitten</title>
  <subtitle>Journal of Yukio</subtitle>
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  <updated>2009-02-02T07:01:45Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilackitten:5354</id>
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    <title>Where am I...?</title>
    <published>2009-02-02T07:01:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-02T07:01:45Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;I'm scared... I don't really know where I am. I woke up in a strange bed and all I have is this letter. I've read it over so many times but I'm still so confused. There is a little gem'd bracelet on my ankle, I'm supposed to wear it at all times.&lt;br /&gt;Squall... where are you?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilackitten:4865</id>
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    <title>During the blizzard</title>
    <published>2009-01-26T01:52:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-26T01:52:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*Yuki dragged himself in out of the blizzard, trembling and sick with worry for Angel and Squall. He had a quick shower in an attempt to warm up then curled up in bed, his palmtop in hand hoping Angel would be found soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He moved a hand to rest over his stomach, feeling sick after the treatments, cold weather and stress. The kitten was exhausted but he didn't let himself sleep, instead just drawing the blankets close to wait and hope his family would come home safe.*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilackitten:4702</id>
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    <title>ohgods...</title>
    <published>2009-01-19T08:12:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-19T08:12:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*Yuki ran to the door, tugging on his coat and boots before running out into the snow. There was no way he was going to sit around whilst his Angel was out in the snow alone. He focused his ice element on the falling snow movng his arms in sweeping movements trying to keep a clear path. His voice rang calling for the child, hoping he'd hear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much searching he stopped using his element, completely exhausting his already frail body from the treatments he'd been receving. Yuki wrapped his arms around himself, continuing to&amp;nbsp;desperately call.*</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilackitten:4444</id>
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    <title>So near</title>
    <published>2009-01-15T11:34:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-15T11:34:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This weekend... I can't believe it Squall. This weekend we'll be away, and after I'll be able to... *smiles* I'm just so happy.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilackitten:4100</id>
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    <title>Little one</title>
    <published>2009-01-09T00:57:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-09T00:57:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm so excited to be having this treatment... it's exciting... I really can't believe it. Squall &amp;lt;333</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilackitten:3974</id>
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    <title>Home sweet home</title>
    <published>2009-01-01T09:24:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-03T11:08:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's good to be home. Squall, Angel... I missed you both so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Muns Information-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name:&lt;/b&gt; Aymie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Age:&lt;/b&gt; 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Contact:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;LJ: Glorfindel&lt;br /&gt;MSN/email: wildasabrumby@hotmail.com&lt;/small&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIAXLOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Character Information-&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Character&amp;rsquo;s name: &lt;/b&gt;Yukio (Nickname: Yuki)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom:&lt;/b&gt; Loveless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Elementals:&lt;/b&gt; water/ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Job:&lt;/b&gt; waiter at a cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;History:&lt;/b&gt; Yukio lived in modern day Tokyo (Loveless universe) as a normal school boy. Walking home late one night a car with dark-tinted windows pulled up and before he could even fathom the danger, he was pulled in. The last thing he remembered was a cloth being forced over his mouth before everything grew dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time he awoke Yukio was locked in a cell in the labs of Galbadia. He only learnt of his location from passing snippets of conversation between the scientists and soldiers. There he underwent study on his peculiar appearance (ears and tail), as well as light mako infusements. When not locked in his cell, he was either strapped to a medical table or chained and taught to control water and ice with the aid of the mako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was rescued by Laguna and Squall and taken to Dusk Academy where he went through schooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Yuki lives with his boyfriend Squall and Squall's son Angel in a house on Lion's Roar Ave. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pets:&lt;/b&gt; none &amp;lt;/small&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lj Example:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's been such a long day at work, my feet hurt, my head hurts, I just need a long soak in the bath and maybe a foot rub. Mmm I wonder where Squall went off to XD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Log Example:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuki hummed softly as he moved about the bathroom, turning the taps to fill the bath and adding bath salts and lavender for relaxation. He slowly stripped out of his clothes, stretching his arms over his head to work out the kinks in his back from a long day at work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a sigh of delight Yuki slipped into the warm water, letting the bubbles cover his slender body as he settled in for some alone time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilackitten:3592</id>
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    <title>...why?</title>
    <published>2008-12-04T21:22:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-04T21:22:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">He... he's gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why... why does everyone keep leaving me...?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilackitten:3563</id>
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    <title>10~</title>
    <published>2008-11-07T11:04:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-07T11:04:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It... it doesn't smell like him anymore... its... its gone! I.... I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*clutches Squall's jacket to his chest*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilackitten:3129</id>
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    <title>9~ Dance</title>
    <published>2008-11-03T05:10:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-03T05:10:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;I... I'm not going to the dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I miss Squall so much. I... I just want him to return. The festival was so lonely without him... I... I can't do this anymore... it hurts so much.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilackitten:2986</id>
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    <title>8~</title>
    <published>2008-10-04T11:20:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-04T11:20:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I... I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seisei brought me home... I... I'm okay... haven't left the bed yet... I want Squall back...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilackitten:2603</id>
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    <title>7~</title>
    <published>2008-08-10T11:44:56Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-10T11:44:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last night was so good... incredibly... my body feels so exhausted.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.. I won't be leaving the bed today... &lt;strike&gt;I'm a bit&amp;nbsp;tender&lt;/strike&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilackitten:2382</id>
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    <title>6~</title>
    <published>2008-07-31T13:53:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-31T13:53:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Squall... I had such a goodtime yesterday... icecream.. the hotel... waking up in your arms. I want to do it all again, and again, forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you ~&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilackitten:2069</id>
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    <title>5~</title>
    <published>2008-07-26T12:55:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-26T12:55:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Squall... i'm glad to have you back, I really missed you, and I'm glad I know the truth now. I'm happy ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do.. do you think we could spend a little more time together? I.. I've missed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seifer... I.... *blush* .... you kiss good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you're the one Squall has been seeing, you are very nice.... thankyou for wanting to protect me when I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think we could go on that lunch you spoke about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to get to know you more, if we're to be sharing, and belong to eachother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou for the choker too, I don't often receive gifts and it means a lot to me.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilackitten:2033</id>
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    <title>4~</title>
    <published>2008-07-24T11:49:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-24T11:49:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*voicepost*&lt;br /&gt;I... I can't type.... m-m-my h-hands shaking.&lt;br /&gt;He.. he said he'd come back... a-and he left a note...&lt;br /&gt;*sobs and wipes hands across eyes*&lt;br /&gt;w-why does he&amp;nbsp;k-keep being late...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilackitten:1549</id>
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    <title>3~</title>
    <published>2008-07-22T05:37:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-22T05:37:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Squall came back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we... *blush* I had a good time in the gardens... its still so new to me... but I'm glad to be learning with Squall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>2~</title>
    <published>2008-07-16T01:51:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-16T01:51:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">S-Squall didn't come back... he's.. he promised he would...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilackitten:873</id>
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    <title>1~</title>
    <published>2008-07-13T00:12:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-13T00:12:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Squall taught me how to use a computer, and how to use this "blog" thing. He said I should write about my thoughts, feelings and life in here, I suppose its a good idea, almost like those logs the scientists kept on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.. I'm new here, Laguna, Squall, Zack and Tosh brought me here. I'm still finding my way around, Squall and Guna have taken me on a few tours but I still get lost when I'm by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the Shiva house and I share a dorm with Squall, he's teaching me how to be a normal teen and showing me how to function by myself. I'm steadily learning... I still don't know how to cook though, I've never been allowed near unprepared food and cooking equipment. At least the food here is better than before, much better, Squall makes delicious meals, they're always so big! I guess I'm just used to eating very little or nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guna gave me a dagger, I really like it, I don't remember the last time I received a gift.&amp;nbsp;Him and Squall have been teaching me to fight. They train me a lot differently to how the scientists did.. I... they don't hurt me if I make mistakes... I'm still getting used to this kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess these are my thoughts for now, I'm going to go sleep for a while, or as Guna jokes 'catnap'.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Profile</title>
    <published>2008-06-27T06:52:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-27T06:52:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;Mun Information~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Mun’s Name ] &lt;/b&gt;–Glorfindel/Aymie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Age ] &lt;/b&gt;– 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Live Journal Name ] &lt;/b&gt;– Glorfindel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ MSN/AIM/Yahoo ] &lt;/b&gt;– wildasabrumby@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Character Information~&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Series ] &lt;/b&gt;– Loveless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Character’s Name ] &lt;/b&gt;– Yukio (oc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Character’s Element ] &lt;/b&gt;– water/ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Teacher or Student? ]&lt;/b&gt; – student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Character Profile ] &lt;/b&gt;– Yukio is 17-years-old, first year, Shiva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Moar..."&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[ Appearance ] &lt;/strong&gt;– Yuiko stands at 5’3” and has a slender build. His hair is short and dark purple, with matching hued eyes. Atop his head rest two downy soft cat ears, also coloured a dark purple, and he has a matching tail. He likes to wear casual clothing, jeans, shirts and jackets, often wearing a hat to hide his ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Personality ] &lt;/b&gt;– Yukio prefers to keep to himself and has a quiet but loving personality. However if pushed too far he can turn quite fiery. Yukio prefers to be called “Yuki” by his close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ History ] &lt;/b&gt;– Yukio lived in modern day Tokyo (Loveless universe) as a normal school boy. Walking home late one night a car with dark-tinted windows pulled up and before he could even fathom the danger, he was pulled in. The last thing he remembered was a cloth being forced over his mouth before everything grew dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time he awoke Yukio was locked in a cell in the labs of Galbadia. He only learnt of his location from passing snippets of conversation between the scientists and soldiers. There he underwent study on his peculiar appearance (ears and tail), as well as light mako infusements. When not locked in his cell, he was either strapped to a medical table or chained and taught to control water and ice with the aid of the mako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Pets ] &lt;/b&gt;– none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Other ? ]&lt;/b&gt; – Because of his imprisonment Yukio is very wary and cautious of strangers, having learnt that they bring nothing but pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Example Entries~&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Livejournal Example ]&lt;/b&gt; – &lt;br /&gt;I… I’m free.&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t seen daylight in so long, haven’t felt warmth… or safety.&lt;br /&gt;This place… this school. I think I will like it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ Roleplay Example ]&lt;/b&gt; –&lt;br /&gt;Yukio huddled in the corner of his cell, a pair of loose hospital pants and an even larger shirt covering his thin frame, the neckline gaping over one shoulder. His slender fingers wound into the excess material of the shirt, drawing the material back over his exposed shoulder whilst also trying to warm his fingertips from the bitter cold lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shiver raced through his frame, soft, downy cat ears twitching upon his head as the steady sound of footsteps approached. His violet eyes closed tight as the footsteps stopped before the door to his cell and keys clinked in the metal lock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No…” he whispered under his breath, biting his lip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“NO!” Yukio screamed as a hand reached in and grabbed him by the arm, dragging the struggling boy out. “Please!” he begged as a needle came into his line of sight, fighting as another pair of hands held him still before he felt a painful prick and everything went dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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