LadyBug is a young girl who has a hard time understanding the world. Although she is given a lot to deal with as a small child, to only suffer the death of her mother. She must face her alter ego and accept that she has the power to change her life if she follows her heart instead of listening to her thoughts from the past.

this is just a book im reading and need the audio function! so dont waste time here im already in chapte 55 or something

How's school life like for you? For everyone, it will be slightly different. Some of us will experience things like bullying, others may bask under the limelight and attention from the school population. But ultimately, we are all students, attending the same school to achieve academically. 
For Jaselle and Jason, they began their schooling journey ever since preschool and at that, the same preschool, primary school and up till today, secondary school.
Their relationship with each other grew unexpectedly and many elements they'd have to tackle along the way, was becoming a factor causing their relationship to deteoriate. Will they make it out of this hell and have a happy ending?

{Third Person POV}

Miki: "Issei wake up! You need to get ready for school" Issei's mom shouted which resounded throughout the house.

Issei: "Coming Mom" Issei replied in a tired tone to her to prevent her from shouting again

 Gorou who was drinking tea while watching the news on on the TV and was ready to go to work. After Gorou had drank his tea, he gave a kiss on the cheek to his wife and bid her goodbye.

Gorou: "Goodbye Honey"

Miki: "You too darling, have a safe day at work" Miki replied with a smile on her face.


{Issei's POV}

Issei: "Ugh, why do I have to get up so early just to go to school for toddlers" I was annoyed with having to wake up early in the morning to go to preschool or you could call it kindergarten even though I know everything about what we are going to learn but to avoid suspicion I have to go.

I thought about my future and my plans for it so to reach my goal in reaching the apex of this world I have to start doing light exercise to strengthen my body.

Issei: 'I guess I should start doing light jogging and then start running to build my stamina and also my leg muscles. For the rest I could do some push ups and some sit ups but not too many as I don't want to injure my body because it's to small and weak.'

I thought of all the different efficient exercise that isn't going stunt my growth or injure my body. I have to get stronger really quickly as there is tons of powerful people lurking around the world which I don't properly know off. I'll start exercising tomorrow so by the time I reach the age of 5-6 years old I'll be able to unlock the sacred gear that my friend spoke of.


{End of Issei's POV}

Issei got ready for preschool and went downstairs to the dining room to eat his breakfast which contained a a bowl of steamed rice and a bowl of miso soup with grilled fish and a glass of warm milk that Issei asked for. Their breakfast was quite traditional as Japanese people eat that for their breakfast but somedays they just eat cereal or egg and toast when they are in hurry or don't have the energy to cook the breakfast. The breakfast Issei had was very healthy, good for his growth in strength and also tasted very good.

The fish in his breakfast had a lot of proteins and other nutrients which were beneficial for his goal as he had to have a strong body and also he asked for milk to strengthen his bones as he had to get stronger quickly without any abnormalities so he asked for food that may strengthen him slowly.

The food his mother made were really delicious and it was a new experience for Issei as he didn't have Japanese food before so he found it as a new experience to food

Issei: ' Maybe I should learn cooking so I could make delicious food such as those' Issei thought to himself as he never had such type of food before in his previous life.

Miki: "Issei hurry up and finish your breakfast or your going to be late for school." Issei was brought out of his thoughts as he had to quickly finish the last of his breakfast so he could go to his preschool which was a waste of time for him as he already knew everything.

Issei quickly finished his breakfast and left his house with his mom who dropped him off to preschool.

( AN: I'm gonna be skipping the preschool scenes as I am not good at writing scenes with kids interacting with each other)

Today was tiring for Issei just like any other day as he had to deal with all the nonsense from the kids. All the the work such as counting numbers was easy for him and he got everything right and also showed a greater understanding of the subjects so he was considered a smart person by his fellow students and the teachers as well.
Issei couldn't wait to unlock his scared gear so he was excited to start exercising the next day. As soon as Issei reached his home he went to his room to plan an exercise routine to maximise the strength gained while not harming his body.

Issei: ' I'll do running around the garden until I am tired for my cardio exercise and also do some squats and push ups to build leg and arm muscles but not too much exercising or else it will stunt my growth and also damage my body ' Issei thought of all the exercises that he could do to strengthen his body without damaging it. 

Issei went to sleep early today so that he could wake up early and start doing some exercises.
 
[ Timeskip- The Next Day ]

{Issei's POV}
I woke up in the morning a 1 hour earlier than my parents so that I can exercise and then get ready for school. I brushed my teeth and face and then went to my backyard garden instead of my room so I could run around a larger space. 

Issei: "To start it off I'll run across the garden and then do the rest of the exercises inside my room. The potential of my body strength as a human is way higher than my previous world so i could get tens of thousands time stronger than the strongest man in my previous universe but there will be a limit of a human body so I need to think of other ways to get stronger when the time comes."

Issei: "There is also magic that I need to practice but that can come when I unlock my sacred gear."

After I finished with my thoughts, I started jogging around the garden slowly and then picked up pace and started running until I got tired. I took a small break and drank some water that I got before going to the garden. I started running again and took a break later and repeated it one more time. Once I finished the first part of my exercise I took a small break for 10 minutes and then went to my room for the last part of my exercise which was push ups and squats.

I couldn't do any intensive exercise that will help the body get stronger than my exercise routine. I could only do 6 push ups and 10 squats before my hands and legs started hurting which was depressing for me. 

[Timeskip 3 Months] 

It has been three months since I had started exercising and there has been a huge difference than before I started exercising as I could run for 5 minutes straight without getting tired contrary to my 1 minute at the start. The amount of push ups and squats that I could do has increased by 6 times as i could do 36 push ups. I had also included sit ups in my training regime  to strengthen my abdominal muscle .

I had to stop myself from doing any exercise that is too intense for my body. After these three months I stopped myself from improving as my body needs to grow up to get stronger.

I had a plan to create manga's and books that I know from my past life so I can gain a lot of money for myself and my parents so they can retire and enjoy the rest of their life by travelling the world. I'll start writing Harry Potter which is one of my favourite books from my childhood at the age of 10 and then publish the books one at a time. Since Harry Potter is one of the best selling books of all time in my previous life so I can expect it to make a lot of money for me. I'll also draw manga's such as Naruto and one piece which would make me even more money.

My mental capacity was much higher than my previous life and also my comprehension was much higher which could be the cheat that I received as studying for subjects that I struggled in my previous life was much easier in this life.

I decided to start visit my mindscape and extract all the memories that I have of my previous life and put it in a special area of my mind palace which is heavily protected by my mental shields which I had created just after creating a mind palace and filling the contents.

I have also thoroughly viewed the memories of all the mangas and books that I have read so that I can copy it down later and make money out of it even though I feel a bit bad about stealing others hardwork but soon got rid of the feeling as this is a different world and the author's work will be read by more people which is a good thing.

A guy dies and reincarnates into the friendly neighbourhood super pervert. Read about his journey to become the strongest being in the world.


(AN: This is going to be a slight AU of DxD universe and I am a new writer so watch out.)

Disclaimer: I don't own DxD and all the characters belongs to the creater except my original characters

The cover image does not belong to me, I got it from Pinterest and I just edited the original and if you want the original here's the link :

https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/805159239602077323/

"Wow! " Perhaps it was because of the teacher's words, the students instantly went crazy.
"ring... " The bell for the end of class rang on time, and the students from the other classes walked out of the classroom laughing ...
"Alright, alright, it's time to end school. Everyone, pay attention to your safety on the way back, got it? " The teacher carefully exhorted.
"Okay. " When it was time to end school, the students had an inexplicable sense of excitement.
After school, without exception, the students casually stuffed their books into their school bags and left after saying goodbye.
They thought that da Bao would run out very quickly, but it seemed that Lu yuxi was mistaken. Instead of coming out, da Bao took out his books and started reading seriously.
Lu Yuxi looked at his small figure in a daze. She actually felt a little heartache in her heart. He didn't even look as tall as the desk, but looking at how hard he was working, Lu Yuxi actually felt a little heartache.
He had already left, but da Bao's small body was still struggling.
"Student Ning Haoqian, you're staying again, right? " The teacher who was tidying up said, not surprised.
"Yes, teacher. I'll lock the door later. Don't worry. " Da Bao smiled cutely.
"Okay, then teacher is leaving. "
After the teacher left, Da Bao focused on reading again.
Lu Yuxi walked in from behind gently. "Da Bao. "
Da Bao turned around in confusion. "Sister Xiao Xi! "
"Da Bao, why aren't you going back? What are you doing here? " Lu Yuxi walked closer.
Da Bao didn't expect to see Lu Yuxi here. "Sister Xiao Xi, why are you here? "
Initially, Da Bao did not have a good impression of this woman in front of him. However, ever since his brother told him that this woman had helped the family a lot and that she had even paid for his school fees, he had an inexplicable sense of gratitude towards her.
"your brother is designing something, so he did not have time to pick you up. My mission today is to pick you up, " Lu yuxi said with a sweet smile.
"What are you looking at? " Lu Yuxi looked at him casually. She did not expect that he would really scare her.
Lu Yuxi flipped through the book in front of Da Bao in surprise. "Da Bao, you're actually reading high school books. Can You understand it? "
"Well, I can't understand it, but if I can't understand it, I'll ask the teacher. The teacher will tell me too, " da Bao said indifferently.
"You can understand it just by looking at it? "
"Well, if I read it once and then listen to the teacher say it once, it's basically understandable. Moreover, I can usually remember it after reading it once, so there's no pressure. "
He really did not expect that Xiao Xiao's grade was simply a genius. She could actually have such a developed brain at such a young age.
"Sister Xiao Xi, since you've come to pick me up, let's go pick up my little brother later. Little brother finishes school a little later than me. "
"Yes, I got it. " Xiao Bao was studying in preschool, and preschool was the origin of knowledge, so he finished school a little later.
About half an hour later, Lu Yuxi And da Bao went to pick up Xiao Bao, but it seemed that picking up Xiao Bao was not going well.
Lu Yuxi was not familiar with the road, so da Bao led the way. When they reached there, the parents were already happily leading their children home with smiles on their faces.
"Sister Xiao Xi, it's here. Now that school is over, we can go in. "

Her wedding had also become her funeral.
Her stepsister and her fianc�� had gotten together at some point in time. It turned out that they had been the ones who had done it all along. She had been disfigured, raped, plagiarized, and her father had died in an accident.. All of this.. It turned out that they were the ones who had done it all.
She really regretted trusting the wrong person and misunderstanding the person who loved her... ...
After being reborn, she returned to her high school days.
She became a Straight-a student, won a grand prize, fought against the stepsister, confessed to the scumbag, and got lost. Her sister's lies were all broken. Faced with the shadow of rape, she came to recruit them. The chicken was braised with mushrooms, and a grand party was held. She made a name for herself. She was strong. She opened a shop, bought land, and earned a lot of money to be a boss But in front of him, she was a little woman that he doted on.
"Hei di, madam ran out again. She said she wanted to earn a lot of money to buy milk powder. "
Blue veins popped up on the man's forehead. "Here it comes again. Bring her back and open a bank for her. "

Corvo here i am now already 1 year old (clapping sfx) I went ahead and walked at around 6 months old since i already looked 1 year old. i wanted to surprise my mom and dad a little since i thought looking like 1 year old was enough... even so they seemed pretty astonished so far it seemed i had a 6 month gap? how does that work... anyways English is the language my parents are speaking so i think America is still going strong...
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it seems that making the accumulated energy go whoosh vroom is useful for absorbing energy faster, but also pretty tiring making the energy inside me act as a whirlpool i thought i was already passively absorbing fast enough. but since being a baby is boring i went ahead and tried to speed up training. also this helps me become more familiar with using the energy.

thus my appearance gap became tremendous... I'm joking i only look 1 year older than i really am so i went ahead and talked semi clearly to my parents at around 1 year old with me looking 2 years old at least size wise, mom went and compared me to a baby that was born within a week of a gap and i looked bigger taking into account the baby was close to my size when he was born... so i am thinking whether to slow down my progress?
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"Corvo time to eat stop reading for now."
"Yes mom"
having become 2 yr old have let my mom let me do stuff more freely but she still seems to like it when i stick to her,  i really like mom she rarely reprimands me. dad however is telling me how great sports are seeing as how fast i develop i can easily develop muscles. that lead to my mom scolding him, telling him what would happen if i grew up as a muscle brain.

so countering that i became a bookworm, i had mom "teach" me how to read so i started from story books but secretly read more advance books, which when mom discovered that became confused and asked me the contents of the book, which i answered with my new eidict memory. my mom then almost had me go to a special school but i threw away my pride and cried... it was a dark moment of my life...

i didn't want to go to school for now but mom had me interact with the other kids by going to preschool... i forgot to mention but i am growing up with me being mostly resembling my mom and thanks to my dancing session and the energy nourishing me my skin seemed to be the same state when i was just born, tall (for a kid looking like 3)with facial features of my father looking sharp but also a mix of cuteness, and my hairstyle being long like in those novels with mc having long hair, and body with already developing muscles, i shudder from the attention of these toddlers...

i pleaded to my mum i don't want to go to preschool throwing tantrums and whatnot, she asked my why, i said "But they barely teach anything there i can already speak fluently". which lead to her saying the main reason i am being sent there is so i can play with children my age. which gave me a bright idea.

"Mom those kids are immature!"
"You are just a kid as well, sigh. i don't want you grow up being socially incompetent."
"Then send me to the nearby dojo thing!"
"Why there? and children your age only go there on weekends"
"Mom i'm more mature than children my age, and i can go there to learn cool martial arts!"
so my plan succeeded and i got sent into the dojo which focus on weapons. YES! my dream being a cool swordsman is 1 step closer. is what i thought, but on my first day over there the dojo instructer notced me and spoke to me. i thought she was curious because of my young age but apparently she said my life force is vigorous.
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so here where the actual martial arts grandmaster is i am sitting cross legged. why you ask martial lover me? i have no idea.
"So you really do have vigorous life force, comparable to people cultivating for 10 years, yet you have no visible side effects." deep husky voice suiting this musclely oldman with long beard with equally long hair which was tied in a topknot.
having heard that i was making a dumbfounded face. but my surprise has just begun.

Have you ever thought what would happen when an mc reincarnated with abilities much more suited to a different genre? that doesn't happen here. i swear.

Kyle and Otis had arrived on a Friday, so they spent the weekend indoors doing nothing in particular. Otis had warmed up to his grandmother, and now called out to her and spoke using the few words he knew.

     "You're up. Is your grandma awake?" Kyle asked as he spotted his three-year-old wander into the kitchen in pajamas.

     "No, nana's sleeping," he muttered in a low voice heading for the long sofa before climbing on top of it and cuddling up with the duvet that had been forgotten in the living room the night before. The young boy had begun to sleep in his grandmother's room while Kyle stayed alone in the attic room that was his when he was a kid. Otis didn't say anything after that, he just stared at the cartoons playing from a DVD on the old tele.

     Kyle didn't mind that Otis had moved to stick close to his grandmother. It was how it was supposed to be. She was the one who knew how to bath him properly and cook meals. She was also able to entertain his childish curiosity and play, a fit that only frustrated Kyle. He knew how to talk to adults, and to an extent, almost adults, but he didn't know how to talk to children at all. He didn't know any blokes like himself who could, so he tried not to beat himself up about it.

     Otis was an on the whim child. Kyle had gotten married to the woman of his dreams, and following the pattern often expected of married couples, they decided to have a child together. Kyle hadn't realized he little he knew his own child until Anastasia left and he couldn't afford preschool and babysitting services. His son was a stranger in many ways, but he was still his son none the less, and Kyle would put in an effort to ease their relationship since the boy's mother had just up and left.

     "Do you know you're going to school today?" Kyle asked, looking from the cup of coffee he was making to his son that was still transfixed by the television.

     "School?" he said, looking over at Kyle. "But we're on holiday," the little boy said with wide eyes.

     Kyle stopped himself from rolling his eyes. Otis' diction annoyed Kyle a bit, and he wasn't sure if it was because he still felt a bit conscious about his own rural accent that never really went away, or if it was because the British accent just sounded so out of place. It hinted at the preppy preschool Otis used to go to before, as well as the cartoons Anastasia made him watch.

     "Yes school," Kyle muttered, stirring the contents in his mug the last time before walking to join Otis on the sofa. It was around seven in the morning, and Kyle had to drop Otis off at the preschool before ten. He had gone to see the place with his mother when he had accompanied her to the grocery store, she maintained. They had filled the registration form after taking a look around.

     "I'll meet Ms. Tess?" Otis asked, and Kyle shook his head, using his free hand to pat Otis' head. The young boy seemed shocked by the reaction and closed his eyes as well as tense up.

     "No, you're going to a new school," Kyle said, watching Otis' eyes for a reaction.

     "New school?"

     "Yes."

      "Oh, okay," Otis muttered as his eyes moved back to the T.V. the gist of new schools and teachers losing his attention.

      Kyle's mother got up soon after and went about giving Otis a bath and making him breakfast. Kyle waited in the living room, prepared to take Otis to school on his first day. His plans after that were simple. He'd work around the house and fix things his mother couldn't get about calling a repairman for before he took a look at his old man's mechanic workshop so that he could draw up a plan to bring it back to life. He also had plans of visiting his father's grave, but that could wait until later into his stay.

     Kyle remembered working with his father after school and through the weekend. He was expecting to be overwhelmed by nostalgia and sadness when about decluttering it. The old man had meant a lot to him, and it stung to know that he couldn't be with him through his last days of extreme pain. He also wasn't able to make it to his funeral—the way he couldn't make it to anything for the past five years.

     "Be safe, have a nice first day." Were Kyle's mother's parting words as Kyle drove out into the road. Otis waved at his grandmother from the back seat in his carrier chair before pressing his hands and face against the car window as his father drove on. There wasn't much to see. Newfront wasn't urban or suburbia, and it was mostly empty planes of land for the most part.

     There were more farm animals than people.

     There were a lot of cows and a lot of horses.

     Kyle used to like bothering the horses as a kid.

     They got closer to the main town hub when started to drive by buildings in shorter intervals. Kyle drove his range rover past the 'busy' streets of the town. Some people stared at the car with confusion, and other people seemed to know who he was since they waved. Kyle tried not to look at anyone, and he kept his eyes on the road until he made it to the building that housed the local preschool.

      The preschool shared a building with daycare and the town's post office. An odd combination. Kyle remembered the old post office. The building had been explained as well as having two floors added to it. The preschool was on the top floor. It had looked a bit sketchy to Kyle, but Kyle's mother assured him it was a good place for Otis.

     "Come on, let's go," Kyle said when he turned the car off and opened the doors. He went to the back to pick Otis up from his seat as well as picking up his day back. He shut the backseat door before pressing the lock on his car keys.

     At first, Kyle wasn't sure where to go, but he spotted a woman with a child that looked just about Otis' age walking into the building. He followed with Otis, climbing up the stairs behind her until they got the top floor. A lady was at the door talking to women as their kids slipped past through them and into the preschool. Kyle stood behind the women with Otis' bag in one hand and the other holding on to his son's left hand.

     No one seemed to notice him until the person at the door—who Kyle assumed was one the two teachers his mother talked about—looked past the ladies she was talking to and locked eyes with him.

     "Oh, you're the new dad!" she said, making the two women with dark brown hair turn to look at him as well.

     Kyle didn't say anything, but he nodding, moving closer since the ladies parted for him.

     "Sorry for ignoring you. I didn't notice you were there," the preschool teacher said before turning her green eyes to Otis.

     "Otis?" she said before grinning at the young boy, and like was with strangers, Otis just stayed quiet and stared at the floor.

     "He's shy," she said, looking back up at Kyle, her shoulder-length black hair bouncing a bit with the motion.

     "Yes, he is," Kyle confirmed, squeezing Otis' hand a bit.

     The teacher didn't seem fazed by that though, she just kept smiling. "He'll open up soon. I'm thinking you should go in with him and talk to Chaska. Maybe he'll be less shy if you stick around for a few minutes," she said, and Kyle nodded, assuming this Chaska person was the other teacher. He shouldn't be hard to spot in the sea of short kids.

     "Oh, and by the way I'm Gabbie," the woman said, making Kyle stop at the door. Gabbie reached out her hand for a handshake, and Kyle let go of Otis' hand to give it to her before letting go. The woman almost immediately looked away, focusing her attention on the other set of parents that had arrived. Kyle never remembered there being so many children when he was younger. Maybe the unrecognizable farms he saw on his way belonged to families with young children that had moved in not too long ago.

     "Come on," he told his son before grabbing on to his hand and pulling him into the preschool with him. The room they walked into was drowned in color and contrasted with the hallway that had red brick walls and gloomy brown paint.

     Kyle looked around for the only adult he assumed would be in the room and his eyes landed on a sturdy figure that was at the far end of the room looking through papers.

     Kyle raised a brow at the man, confused as to why a person that looked like they could pass for a college gym rat was doing in a room filled with noisy children. Putting the doubt at the back of his mind, Kyle approached him with Otis and stopped to the left of him.

     Now standing closer, Kyle noticed that the man had oddly not looked up at them like someone would do when approached. He kept staring at the papers in his hands as if no one was there. The man had tan skin and a toned body. Kyle could tell enough from his out of place clothes that made him look like he was dressed for a morning jog.

     "Excuse me," Kyle said, losing his patience.

     "Excuse me," he repeated when the man didn't look up. Kyle nibbled on his lower lip, feeling an urge to reach out and tug the teacher's man bun, but he didn't. The man, who was probably a few meters taller than his 5'11 was still ignoring him. His dark eyes were still fixed on the paper in his hands. Kyle thought he had finally been noticed when the man dropped a paper, but he had only done that to bend over to scribble on its side.

     "Excuse me," Kyle said again, this time reaching out to touch the man's arm. The man reacted this time, turning sharply and giving Kyle and Otis a wide-eyed stare.

     He looked genuinely surprised.

     "Gabbie said that we should talk to you. Otis is new." As Kyle said those words he watched as the man cocked his head to the side to face him with his right ear.

     Was he deaf—partially?

     "Okay," the young man said. His voice rang clear and a little loud. It was similar to the voice you'd associate with someone with a lot of confidence, but that didn't look like what was at play here. The man avoided eye contact and didn't look like he was asserting authority. Kyle guessed that a better explanation would be that he was projecting his voice not only for other people to hear but for himself to hear as well.

     "You must be Otis," he went on to say, squatting so that he was on the same level with Kyle's son. Kyle wasn't sure whether he should be insulted about the man just going ahead to speak with his son instead of him first, but the direct interaction seemed to corner Otis into talking, and that was a mighty fit.

     "Should I just drop his bag and heads out?" Kyle asked, showing that he was still there, watching the two that had drifted on to a discussion about the class pet hamster and what coloring books they were going to be using in class. Kyle wasn't sure how other adults could be genuinely interested in a discussion like this, but he'd watched teachers, his mother—women in general just seem to fall in line with children. Maybe it was an archaic way to think, but Kyle just felt like it was something of a woman's nature. But here, a man was right in front of him, doing everything he couldn't do and had blamed on him not naturally being cut off for it because of his gender.

     "Drop them at the cupboards at the end. You can leave now, I think Otis will like it here," the man said, looking at Kyle briefly before turning to smile at Otis who smiled back. He looked excited. His new teacher must have promised him a lot.

     "Will do," Kyle said, waving bye at his son after dropping off his bag. He left through the exit but didn't head down the stairs immediately. Debbie was still at the door, but she was alone, so Kyle thought it wouldn't harm to ask her a question.

     "Is Chaska deaf?" Kyle asked before Debbie could ask him how things went.

     "Yes, fully on the left, partially on the right," she explained, tapping her left and right ears. It looked like it was a situation she was used to explaining.

     "Oh."

     "Don't worry about it, he's great at reading lips," she said, giving Kyle a little smile. She must have assumed he was worried about how that would play out with the children.

     "He's great with kids. Otis is talking to him, and Otis barely talks to strangers," Kyle said, wanting to tell Gabbie, but without directly telling her, that he wasn't worried about Chaska with the kids.

     Debbie's smile went from forced to genuine and he nodded in agreement. "Yes, he's wonderful with kids!"

     "Have a safe trip now." Kyle heard her voice say as he turned away and started heading down the stairs.

     Even when Kyle got home and started emptying out his father's shed, he still couldn't get the interaction between Chaska and his son out of his head. Chaska was a man, and Kyle was a man. What made Chaska better with kids than him?

     With a sigh, Kyle wheeled out the last spare tire in the workshop. He was started to think he had run out of excuses for being a shitty parent.

A collection of Ten Gay Romance Novels.

Volume One: Like Sugar.

Jared Abitol is ugly, past his prime and desperate for love. 

But when you look like Jared love isn't easy to find. Jared might not have the looks, but he has the money, so giving up on love and settling for the next best thing is all he can do.

With the help of a colleague, Jared Abitbol reaches an agreement with Darnell Miller. Jared pays his college fees and rent, while Darnell puts up with shitty sex with an older man.

Sounds simple enough, doesn't it?

It's not.

Volume Two: May-December

After filing his company for bankruptcy, Kyle's wife leaves him and his three-year-old son. Now a forty-two-year-old divorcee with no parenting skills or money, Kyle decides to move back to the small home town he grew up in. 

He should have lost all hope in love and romance, but there's something about Chaska, his son's preschool teacher, that just makes him feel like a college student in love again.

Volume Three:  Why I Love Him

Johnathan has always been helplessly in love with Wayne.
  
 Wayne, the top of his college's engineering class. Wayne, the student council president. Wayne, the best graduating student in their class. 

Wayne and Johnathan used to have something, something Johnathan thought was a relationship, but when Wayne cuts all contact with him after they graduate, and Johnathan starts hearing rumors about Wayne getting married, he realizes that wasn't the case.
  
Fast forward to the future were Wayne is asking for a second chance. Johnathan wants to hate him with every fiber of his body, but he can't just understand why in the world he was still in love with him.

Upcoming Volumes:
- Why I Love Him
- Learning to Love
- Acceptance.
- My Type Of Socializing
- Kissing Wounds
- Aristocrat

After giving Mako a grand tour of her home, Sam brought him back to the living room and sat him down in front of her large flat screen tv situated at the front of the room. After flicking it on and giving the young boy a quick run down on how to utilize the remote control, the redhead left him alone. She did stand there for a few minutes to watch his expressions as he flicked through the channels, his tail wagging rapidly back and forth, but after she was sure he wasn't going to be moving any time soon, she left.

Though it seemed rather dumb to leave alone a kid who had only just recently been introduced to the world, she had her reasons. Sam still had a shitload of work to do regarding the young hybrid and the majority of it was getting the kid situated into the system. Though the scientists worked for a faction of the government, it would still take some time to set everything up even if they got assistance from the higher ups.

She still had sign him up for preschool, obtain a social security, a birth certificate, and whole bunch of other necessary items that the child would need in order to completely fit into society. Not everything could simply be handed to her on a silver platter and most of the items had to be filled out by herself before being submitted to the government for approval. It was an annoyingly long and arduous process that almost made her want to just homeschool the boy, but then that would go against the plan to shove him into the world and see how it affected him. This was something that had to be done no matter how much she just wanted to sit down and watch an episode of Dr. Stone.

Stepping into her room, Sam closed the door behind her. Her room was similar in regards to the main parts of the house only it was marginally smaller. Anime and pop culture posters and figurines were scattered about in a somewhat organized fashion, a collection that represented just how much of an otaku Sam happened to be. Though the room was cluttered, it was managed in a way that made it simple to walk through, allowing Sam to easily walk towards her large oak desk positioned cross from her bed.

"Alright, guess it's time for me to get to work," Sam muttered underneath her breath as she powered up her laptop. "First things first, lets get all the important information written and submitted."

In regards to personal information necessary for Mako, all Sam had to do was make stuff up. His birth certificate was easy to create as she just listed two non-existent entities whose background would never be looked into. The only real problem for her was the sheer amount of paperwork she had to fill out or create. It would most likely take her a few hours to finish it all so she had to get started as soon as possible.

After taking a deep breath, Sam immersed herself into her work, not looking away from her screen for even a minute for the next four hours. Time seemed to fly by as the next time she glanced up, the outside of the window was dark, not a speck of sunlight left. It didn't really matter to her much though as she herself knew it would take some time to finish. 

With all the crucial information written and submitted, Sam was feeling a lot better, albeit somewhat stiff from sitting in one place for such a long time. Her neck and back ached slightly as she stood up from her seat, stretching herself out briefly before shutting off her screen and closing the laptop.

It would take approximately a week for her to receive any sort of response and even longer for her to get the final documents, about two weeks to a month. Once she had the finalized papers, she could begin enrolling Mako into preschool, throwing him into a class full of other kids his own age. As this was a social experiment, every little bit of interaction with others counted now matter how brief or inconsequential. Preschool was good starting line and would allow her to assess the current level that Mako was at.

Opening the door to her room, Sam walked into the living room. The television was still on, fixed on the Discovery Channel, and the sound had dropped down to mere background noise as the young wolf hybrid sat to the side. 

The ground was littered with the manga that had been placed neatly on the bookshelf, Mako sitting in the center of the mess of books. At first glance, the books appeared to have been tossed aside or placed haphazardly without any sort of order, but after a second look Sam had a different look of it all. None of the booklets had any damage done to them which showed that they hadn't been thrown around carelessly. On the contrary, each one looked clean and fresh, the same as the day she got it.

(("He looked through them with care. Did he realize how important they were to me?")) Sam bent down and picked up one of the mangas lying near her feet, the big blocky letters of ONE PIECE jumping out at her. (("He's just an experiment with no knowledge of the outside world. There's no way he could have known how much they were worth and just what they mean me. So why did he treat them with so much care and respect?"))

Sam looked over at Mako who was immersed in the middle of another One Piece manga, his eyes flickering across the page. She knew he couldn't read the words and it was quite obvious he was just glancing at the pictures but even so, it was still quite amazing to watch him sit down and skim over the pages. Even if the manga had been damaged, she probably wouldn't even have gotten upset due to how cute the small child was with his twitching ears and fluffy tail.

"Hey Mako, whatcha reading?" Sam asked after watching the young boy for a minute longer. She rose to her feet and walked over to him, a smile on her face as she knelt down once again. "Reading that manga from earlier?You must have really liked the picture on the cover."

Mako looked up from the book, his bright blue eyes meeting Sam's green one. Even if his expressions gave nothing away, his swishing tail gave her all the info she needed. "Yeah....it looks.....nice."

The fiery redhead rose to her feet and began to collect the manga that Mako had already finished. She had been debating it for some time but now she was almost certain. She wanted to try to adopt a dog and then see how this young man reacted to it. She had so much time to waste before she got the papers that she couldn't help but test out various scenarios currently spawning in her head.

Taking the child to the zoo to see if the animals would react to this hybrid of sorts, testing his intelligence level to see just how clever he was or could be, and even teaching him some self defense to see how quickly he could pick it up. There were so many things she wanted to try that she wanted to get started right away, but she forced herself to calm down.

Before she started anything she had to first get the youngling settled in. For now, feeding him and getting him to bed was the main goal and everything else could be put off. Rushing things before Mako was ready could prove detrimental to further testing. She had to constantly remind herself that this was still a child and shouldn't be regarded as an animal or plaything.

"Maybe I'll make him some meat," Sam said as she slipped the books neatly onto their proper shelves. "He's part wolf so he should like any meat dish I put out. Maybe lamb chops?"

As Sam was busy cleaning up, Mako was once again gazing at the television, his eyes glued to the screen. He watched as enormous sharks swam across the large screen, his ears twitching every so often. Never once did he bother to move until Sam eventually came to get him, shutting off the TV.

"Oi, come on Mako," Sam nodded her head towards the kitchen, two full plates of food in her hand. "Lets go and eat some food. I'm sure you'll love this."

Mako immediately stood up, his large tail raising up until it was slightly over his head, the fluffy appendage waving in the air. He could be seen visibly sniffing as he made his way over, attempting to glance at the plate in Sam's hands but failed to do so as the woman was far taller.

"Well, lets have a seat then shall we." Sam set the plate onto the dining room table, pulling the chair back for Mako to sit. 

After the two were situated in their respective chairs, it was time to chow down. Sam immediately set out to tackle her lamb chops which were near perfection, juicy and tender enough while still a bit chewy. Though she was hungry and wanted to tear her plate apart, she retained most of her table manners, occasionally wiping her mouth off with a napkin. Glancing over at Mako, Sam wasn't surprised to see that she had been copied.

Instead of eating like a slob like one would expect, Mako had clearly waited and watched Sam eat before touching his own food. Everything about the way she ate, sat, and even wiped her mouth seemed to be mimicked down to the smallest detail without error. It was almost like he had grown up with proper table manners as there wasn't much she could teach him.

(("So he has the ability to copy and mimic what he sees with just a single glance? Or is it that he remembers what he sees and just practices it until he gets it right?")) Sam took a bite of her mashed potatoes as she watched Mako, of which was watching her in return. (("What about a photographic memory? That could be another possibility. Maybe he can pick up on things at a super human level?"))

She had so many questions running through her head that she was afraid she'd explode. As this was new and unexplored territory that hadn't yet been reached, there was nothing to compare it to. Mako was the first and only one of his kind, separate even from his other experimental brothers and sisters. She was blind in all aspects which made each and every idea she had a possibility that couldn't be overlooked. Even something as simple as eating had caused numerous questions to take root.

"More! I have to know more!" Sam was determined to figure out Mako's copying ability first thing tomorrow morning.

Mako D. Carson wasn't born, but rather he was made. He was in fact the result of a largely successful experiment to combine human DNA with animal DNA in order to create a much stronger being. He was a hybrid, a cross between a wolf and human male.

Shortly after the experiment was successful, Mako at the age of 3 was given to a family in order to live out a life as a normal person despite him having the addition of wolf ears and tail. This was part of the experiment, where scientists would test how various outside influences and other situations would affect him and whether or not he would behave like a normal person.

And so the story of a young boy unfolds as he struggles to find his own place in the world

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