Hello All! My name is Sae but you probably already figured that out. Anywho...

CURRENTLY ABROAD : I am currently studying abroad so my updates are sparse. While I do update slowly, it's never taken me more than two months to update a story. Yet my education takes priority so I don't often have the time to write. Please be patient with me. I will continue to update and I will never stop. Take care.

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In the world of mass destruction it's our duty as humans to save the world. Do your part with acts of kindness. It doesn't have to be anything special.Greed is a sin and so is too much Pride.Think about others before your own and try to make the world a better place.From acting a little insane to making someone smile to giving a random person a hug when you see him/her sad. Just for once look towards the sky and realize someone else is looking at the same cloud or star crying.Everyone's fighting their own battle, even for you and even though your enemy is in the same war they're fighting for the same cause.For once smile at someone else and offer hopeful thoughts. Share comments and notice that no matter how much better you think you are or someone else is, we're all are human, not more or less. Offer a sense of safety to a crying child and see just how wide their smile can grow. No one wants chaos to rule.After all everyone wishes for world peace on a coin or shooting star one time or another right?

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Update Info: Last Revised : 09/28/15

Velvet Skin Deadline: Rewriting this story.

The Cat's Stare: Rewriting this story.

Loving a Lai Deadline: 8/30/2016 [Thanks for the reviews!]

In a Heart Beat: Rewriting this story.

Hallow Touches: 7/30/2015 [Recently Updated.]

Beautiful Shards: 11/30/2015 [Recently Updated.]

So Pretty: 10/30/2015 [Being Revised Before Publication.]

No Halo: 10/30/2015 [New Story. Two Chapters Up.]

Red Temptation: 10/30/2015 [Recently Published.]

Okay so now that you know my deadlines, if I miss any of them please tell me because I might not have noticed. Also messages make me post faster so yeah!...Message.

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Coming Soon...

Bruises Shaped Like Hearts: Akira is a young college student with an abusive lover but nevertheless still loves him.Through all the pain and beatings Akira finds an unlikely friendship with his college professor during a tutoring session.Can Akira keep his friendship a secret from his lover and hide the bruises from his new found friend?

Preview: The male looked to his student, his ammonite gray eyes tracing over the pale porcelain that is the other's skin. Extending his hand he strokes his fingers through auburn strands brushing back the locks to reveal discoloration in the array of purples and blues. The mark, neither small nor large burned in the sight of the male. For someone so delicate, so angelic to be damaged with even the smallest of cuts or bruises is heart breaking. "What happened to your neck?"

Akira's eyes widen but only slightly to show surprise and not fear however his heart thumped in his chest. What excuse will he give now? "Oh that, I'm not quite sure. I bruise easily. I always fall or hit things. I'm just...Clumsy..." He smiles, his eyes closing to hide the truth. Yet his heart never stops pacing at a quick speed. He must lie, keep the secret, and hide the bruises. No one must know the true pain he endures.

From Underneath The Bed: Sei always had a bad life but he always felt something watching him and not in a good way either however he never knew what it was. Then he ran away from his abusive home and took charge of his own life, or so he thought. Sei moved into an old victorian style home in the country. He thought it was an escape from the pain. But then he just had to be dragged underneath his bed into the darkness by Amythest. And then he knew exactly what is was that was watching him.

Preview: He laid in the full size bed tossing and turning, the white sheets contorting off his small shaking form. He pants, his hands clutching the bed sheets. Flashes of old memories shot through his mind and the tears began to fall, rolling down his pale cheek's from his closed eyes. He whimpers in his restless dream unaware of the ominous fog from underneath his bed.

The soft whispers of wind blew from the open window of the room,flapping the white drapes softly. Suddenly an arm from underneath the bed extends out, followed by another. The arms as pale as snow. The nails, black and sharp; they scratch against the hardwood floor dragging a body from the fog. White hair sprawled over the body and it moves it's foot from the fog to be placed properly onto the floor only for the other to do the same. The person now in a crouch position stands, the fog disappearing. The person with the body of a male opens his eyes revealing glowing magenta and flakes of black.

He wore a simple pale gray top and pants with no shoes. The mysterious male lurked closer to the quivering form on the bed. Reaching his hand out he delicately wipes away the glistening tears that shined in the silhouette of the moonlight. With barely a touch of the pale soft skin he smiles and he whispers, "Hush sweet angel don't you cry. I'll fight the demons and you go hide. Precious angel shed not a tear. I'm here with you so don't you fear. Take my hand and we'll runaway. Into the darkness where we we'll stay..."

In that moment Sei opens his eyes. He sits up quickly, panting heavily. His eyes dart around but he sees nothing, only the darkness of the room shrouded in the moonlight. He blinks one more time before lowering himself back to bed, completely oblivious of the scratch marks embedded in the hardwood floor.

Bullet Pierced Heart: Meet Ashe a trigger happy bounty hunter. He loves his little brother dearly and will do anything in his power to make up to his younger sibling, Sae after abandoning him with their abusive parents. Now together after 6 years, Ashe keeps secret the extent at what he does...At least he tries to. Then comes the mysterious Syn stumbling into Sae's heart. Ashe obviously dislikes this fact, undoubtedly knowing Syn is a criminal. However that's the least of any of their worries when Syn's past and Ashe's work catches up to them. Danger's at every turn and for some odd reason lots of people are out to kill Sae.

Preview: Ugh...I wished he'd shut up already. The obsessive banging in my trunk was getting on my nerves but I just had to endure it. Although it didn't show on my face, I could tell my left eye was twitching, and my hands were clenching the steering wheel tightly. Then Sae's staring at me from the passenger seat wasn't really helping. His eyes showed worry as he looked back between me and the back seat of the car. "W-What's in the trunk?"

"Just some junk banging against the back seat, don't worry about it." Obviously that was a lie but I wanted it to be surprise. "Oh...Ok-Aaaah!" Sae shouted as Syn tumbled into the back seat, bound and gagged after successfully kicking it open. Okay you might think it's crazy locking someone in the trunk but what can I say? I wanted him to suffer...

"Oh my god Syn?!" Sae blinked wide eyed at the sight of his boyfriend squirming around with ropes on his wrists and ankles and duct tape over his mouth. "Ashe, you locked Syn in the trunk!" Sae stated more than ask and despite all the shouting I kept my eyes on the road.

"So?"

"Ashe?!"

"WHAT?! I got him back didn't I?" I save the damn kid and I'm the one who gets yelled at. This is so unfair. The next thing I knew I felt a heavy bang on the back of my chair. Instantly I'm knocked forward against the steering wheeling. Looking through the rear view mirror I could see Syn glaring at me. I knew I should have shot him when I had the chance...

The Following Moonlight: How much do you love your parents? How much does your parents love you? Is there a limit to how much a parent can love their child? Aoi's Father doesn't think so, literally. Aoi and his father have a very loving relationship, intimate even but Aoi only thinks it's normal. Being secluded from most things by his obsessive and over-protective father Aoi is naive to a lot. But then when Aoi finally convinces his father to let him go to a public high school and he meets Kira. Aoi finally notices just how obsessed his father is of him.

Preview: We ran, we ran as fast as we could, just wanting to get away. I couldn't see him behind us but I knew he was following. I can hear him shouting, calling my name.

"Aoi! Aoi come back! I know you're scared but you don't need to run away. He's lying Aoi, you know it! He just wants to ruin our perfect life!"

I could feel tears begin to cascade from my eyes as I continued to run, holding Kira's hand as he lead me away from my home that use to hold happy memories that were only figments of Papa's and my "Perfect Life".

"Don't cry, Aoi." Raising my head at the sound of Kira's soft voice I seen him looking at me from over his shoulder. "Forget all noise and only watch the moon follow, remember?"

My pale lilac eyes rose up and looked to the crescent moon that hovered above us. As we ran, the moon never seemed to leave us. Never did it leave us alone. Instead it lightened the way, never allowing us to be engulfed by the darkness.

These stories are on my poll above my profile. If you wish for me to start writing one of them please vote! I mean it...Or I'll be mad and you'll be a...a...CUPCAKE! :3

Check out my stories on Fanfiction under the name Sae Ayameko. Angsty yaoi, you got to love it.

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Strength : Passionate and Loyal to writing.

Weakness : Random outburst of plot bunnies! Also, erratic updates.

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Month one

Mommy
I am only 8 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

Mommy
today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three

You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.

Month Four

Mommy
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy
I am okay.
I am in Jesus's arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

If you're against abortion, re-post this and if you almost cried post this in your profile.

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A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won't repost it?

Repost this if you truly believe in God.

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Opinionated Dislikes & Likes Of fanfiction and original stories :

The following is strictly my opinion and is no way meant to be towards anyone specific. It also is not meant to cause an argument. I created this section to express myself about writing. As I am entitled to my opinion, I do not mind hearing other perspectives. It may not change my view, but I always have an open ear. The discussion of writing is just another method for me to better myself and hopefully others as well. Again, this is strictly my opinion and I am not intending to rant, insult, or bash anyone.

Dislike : Text talk for writing. If you're going to write something it should be fun; true. Yet that doesn't mean you shouldn't try at it. The lack of punctuation and spelling for your piece is inexcusable. It shows a lack of care for what you're actually doing. If you don't have any sort of passion for it, why are you even pursuing it?

Dislike : This : *Sighs* *Blinks* *Hums* *ECT*. This is more of a personal pet peeve. If the rest of your story is accurately detailed, why are you portraying a character's action this way? Or even at all? I understand sighs can be thought of as a sound and the asterisk can give further detail that this sound is being made. This action however, does not flow well in writing.

Like : HopefulNew Writers. Does this even need to be explained? There is always a time that everyone was new at something. When new writers come along, it's always nostalgic to me. I like when new writers ask for advice, opinion, or consideration. I like seeing the determination and ambition in new writers to get better at something they love. That sort of thing motivates me to do better. Then the cycle continues and writing becomes an outstanding passion.

Like : Updates. Who doesn't? I know I don't update often, but at least I update. It makes me happy when someone updates a story that hadn't been update for a very long time. That's because they haven't given up and are loyal to their passion. No matter how long it takes them, they keep trying. That's what matters to me.

Dislike : As a reference from the previous like : No update with no explanation. Everyone has their own lives to live, but it's painful when such a good story isn't updated for a year or two and there's no explanation as to why. If you're abandoning your stories and giving up on finishing them, say something! If you're going to take awhile to update, say something! Don't leave me here agonizingly waiting for an update that might not ever happen. It hurts!

Dislike : Mary-Sues, Self - Insert, and Poor OC Insertion. You know at times, this isn't a bad thing, but most of the time, it is. If there is one thing I HATE it's when someone adopts a story already written and inserts their own OC that does not work with the original flow of the story. There is nothing okay with changing the whole concept of the story by putting your OC, fifty chapters into the story later, as one of the main characters. I understand that as a part of the adoption, you're trying to make the story your's, but the thing about it, it wasn't originally your's. If you have any respect for the author and/or story, you would not try to change what or whom it is about. Otherwise, you shouldn't have adopted the story in the first place. Don't even get me started on Mary-Sues or their male counterpart. Self-Insertions can only work if you understand what you're doing. It's like a bomb. Either you cut the red wire and everything goes to hell or you cut the blue wire and your ass - and everyone else reading your story ass - is saved from utter ridiculousness.

Like : Constructive Criticism. The first story I ever written and posted to fiction press [Velvet Skin] was poorly done. I was a new writer and I didn't have confidence in my skills. This was because, on a different writing website, I never received any type of feed back. Compared to the other people stories they posted, mine was a disappointment. I decided to try again, this time here. When I posted it, I received the best constructive criticism, from there, my writing only got better. I noticed a difference and it motivated me even further. Constructive criticism can be seen as hurtful, but if you take in other peoples' opinion, see it from their perspectives, and own up to your mistakes, it's not that bad. Of course, some people can be a little harsh about it. That sort of thing, is meant to be advice to help you get better. I've been on this site for about five years now, compared to my first story, I see a major difference. I'm still improving of course, but I always will and a little advice can still go a long way.

More to be added later.

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