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 <updated>2013-05-19T23:59:22-08:00</updated>
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  <author>
   <name>stealthofaninja</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/743085/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2013-02-04T19:31:54-08:00</published>
  <updated>2013-02-04T19:31:54-08:00</updated>
  <title>All Things Considered</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3098380/1/All-Things-Considered"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2013-02-04:story.3098380</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/743085/stealthofaninja'&gt;stealthofaninja&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Young-Adult/'&gt;Young Adult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Friendship/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 51,436, Reviews: 0, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Leon mostly wants to get high, hang out with his best friend Bones, and do a bit of skateboarding. He's content to slack off and listen to his favorite bands for the moment. Things begin to change, and he learns some surprising things about his friends, and about life.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>stealthofaninja</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/743085/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2012-10-28T18:14:31-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-10-28T18:14:31-08:00</updated>
  <title>This Is Who I Am</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2865006/1/This-Is-Who-I-Am"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2010-11-15:story.2865006</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/743085/stealthofaninja'&gt;stealthofaninja&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Young-Adult/'&gt;Young Adult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Angst/Romance&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 25, Words: 23,020, Reviews: 41, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Zee is a fourteen year old, gay, cross-dressing boy, and this is his story of how he manages to buy dresses, survive his conservative parents, get though each day of school, and how much he adores his boyfriend, Zakie.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>stealthofaninja</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/743085/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2012-06-25T11:59:15-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-06-25T11:59:15-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Extraordinary Misadventures of Elvis &amp; Alexis</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3035834/1/The-Extraordinary-Misadventures-of-Elvis-Alexis"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2012-06-25:story.3035834</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/743085/stealthofaninja'&gt;stealthofaninja&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Romance/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 1,503, Reviews: 0, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Alexis is 22 years old. Favorite things: Comics, swearing, comedy, and more comics. Elvis is 21 years old. Favorite things: Music, comics, photography, and old movies. They meet on a crowded bus and begin a tentative romance filled with teacups, comics, dates in bookstores and stolen kisses.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>stealthofaninja</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/743085/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2012-05-07T19:38:20-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-05-07T19:38:20-08:00</updated>
  <title>Unwanted</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3002617/1/Unwanted"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2012-03-05:story.3002617</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/743085/stealthofaninja'&gt;stealthofaninja&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Young-Adult/'&gt;Young Adult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Angst/Hurt/Comfort&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 4, Words: 6,439, Reviews: 3, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Gabe was that kid nobody really wanted.  He was bounced from foster home to foster home.  But he ran away.  He grew up.  &quot;I didn't get dealt the hand of privilege.  I got stuck with the hand of poverty, abusive mothers, drugs, and prostitution.&quot;</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>stealthofaninja</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/743085/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2011-07-09T00:19:25-08:00</published>
  <updated>2011-07-09T00:19:25-08:00</updated>
  <title>Making Rent</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2852363/1/Making-Rent"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2010-10-02:story.2852363</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/743085/stealthofaninja'&gt;stealthofaninja&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Young-Adult/'&gt;Young Adult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;General/Angst&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 18, Words: 21,131, Reviews: 10, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;The chronicles of Fluke, Cyanide, Dervish, Tobias, Fleck, Falcon, Laken and Aydin. The eight of them live in a two-bedroom apartment on the poor side of the city, and this is their story.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>stealthofaninja</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/743085/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2011-06-10T18:23:07-08:00</published>
  <updated>2011-06-10T18:23:07-08:00</updated>
  <title>A Good Thing</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2922527/1/A-Good-Thing"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2011-06-10:story.2922527</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/743085/stealthofaninja'&gt;stealthofaninja&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Young-Adult/'&gt;Young Adult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Angst/Horror&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 976, Reviews: 1, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;After the outbreak of the Z-Flu, the diease that turned all infected into zombies, Kaline's been alone since her best friend Nick turned, or almost did.  That was months ago.  Now she's finally met someone who hasn't tried to eat her brains.</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>stealthofaninja</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/743085/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2011-03-19T21:55:16-08:00</published>
  <updated>2011-03-19T21:55:16-08:00</updated>
  <title>Street Light Stars</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2880717/1/Street-Light-Stars"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2011-01-09:story.2880717</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/743085/stealthofaninja'&gt;stealthofaninja&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Young-Adult/'&gt;Young Adult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Angst/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 4, Words: 2,238, Reviews: 1, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Clyde is a drifter, he lives in no particular place, preferring the streets. A burned out musician and a gay art student are two of the company he keeps. &quot;Some people think in circles. Some think in boxes. I think in stars.&quot;</summary>
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