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Nightmares I was scared. A demonic figure was chasing me through the blood stained streets. Everything was quiet, for once there wasn’t any wind rushing through the small towns streets, there wasn’t a dog randomly barking or a bird happily chirping. There was only the sound of my footsteps hitting the pavement as I ran. “Mommy!” I shook my head thinking that it was just my mind. “Mommy!” once more the sound of a small child’s voice rang out through the streets. As a mother the sound of tears in the child’s voice seemed to tear my heart to shreds. Stopping, I looked around and ran a street

Chapter with better formatting, in PDF file: http://xkyoux.wordpress.com/2012/05/09/story-about-boys-love/ *Author notes available at the beginning of chapter one* Note from the translator: This is not a word for word translation. So there will be words missing, or words added when comparing with the original. I gave my best not to change the contents, BUT sometimes I just had to. Of course you'll find mistakes in the text, so please instead of mocking my language skills, just sit back and enjoy a beautiful love story. I decided to try to translate it because I adore their story so much. It would be a pity for others not to be able to read

"I'll protect you- ...little ankle-biter." The words rumbled in the Easter Bunny's ears. And a feeling rose up in his fluffy-coated chest, a foreign feeling, squeezing his heart like a straightjacket. A good feeling. It was warmth... Comfort. He didn't even react to the boy's playful jab, he just held on tighter, latching onto his friend's hips and burying his face in the pouch of his hoodie. Bunnymund sniffed wetly, squeezing his eyes shut. His heart was boiling and the steam was beginning to leak from his eyes, it prickled and stung, it was humiliating, but most of all it frightened him more. Frightened him because he was helpless. That he