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                           Because I have nothing better to do Productions
                                     An Eldrick Tobin project
                              From "It makes sense in my head" Theater
                                 A story of Anxiety and Adventure

                                   The Chronicle of T., Tatsuya

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The dream faded as the alarm spells fired all over campus. A shape shifted in 
the calm before the lights would flare to life. Sprawled over the bed with the 
quilt on the floor and the topsheet gripped totally in his hands, lay a young 
man. Something besides him was draped over the bed. A Tentacle... and on the 
otherside of him a second. But the lad is not under attack... they're his.

His family has had them for an age.. since the time the Northern Mountains split 
open like a watermelon and disgorged all manner of beast on the hapless world. 
Since the time his ancestor pursued and wed a Demon from that Sundering of age 
old mountain. The world was a different place from that time... and people with 
the Touch of the Other Worlds like this young man were common enough to not 
cause mobs with cold iron crossbows and silver weapons.

No besides his good looks they were the only thing to stand out about him. He 
was Tall but not too, thin but not too, and better than average muscled... but 
again not too. His hair and eyes were like most from the Janik region... black 
and brown respectively... and fairly dull. Nothing like his father. Of course 
his father's single tentacle had a sting, but Tatsuya's well simply rubbery 
flesh like what might belong to a sea creature.

But again... none of this makes Tatsuya, as his nightstand reads in the flare of 
light from the sun magnifying lamps in the ceiling, stand out. No what makes him 
stand out is...

"TATSU-CHAN! OH-HA!"

It's the veritable ARMY of girls after him for one reason or another. Almost the 
entire class he was in and many many others from grade levels above and below 
his own were in flock of him. He doesn't count himself lucky.

'Tatsu-chan' groaned,"Melody go away! I'm still naked." Panic flashed through 
his brain,"I mean I'm naked of lust. I have none! I've got lots of clothing on! 
So.. So you might as well stay out."

But all his fumbled words meant nothing. Seven girls all pushing and shoving 
tried to file into the room in the boy's dorm. If he was on the first floor 
faces would be pressed to the glass -he'd been moved to the second for such 
reasons. Of course this didn't stop the magic students... as catcalls penetrated 
the glass from levitating girls.

Grumbling and trying to stay out of the various wars going on in the room and in  
the space outside his window, the man tried his best to maintain composure and 
dress. His recent nightmare coloring his thoughts he found it difficult to 
remember what he was doing. All the pretty girls being about didn't help either. 
Of course the reason they were distracting was not how such would normally work 
out.

Tatsuya... unlike anyone EVER in the history of his family was ashamed of his 
Touch and always wrenching the tentacles away from doing whatever his surface 
thoughts dictated. It was doubly distracting because many of the girls liked him 
BECAUSE he had tentacles, and thus were right now trying to get snagged by the 
strong limbs. He just managed to get his tunic over his head and his tentacles 
through the hole when one of those naughty limbs was caught and being caressed. 
"Uh... neh? Uh... Tatsu-chan... um... dojibi?"

He glared at the tentacle and how it was making him feel then looked at the girl 
doing all that,"Listen... Melody... let go of that. You don't know what it might 
do. _I_ don't even know what it might do," he paused,"And I'll bet you said 
Tatsu-chan to be endearing, and seem closer than we are... and yes Oh-ha is fine 
for Ohayo... but if you meant 'How are you?' it's 'dai-jo-bu desu-ka'."

"Ouch... my Janik teacher will skin me. To be so wrong..."

He softened a bit,"Well you were mostly cor," he paused... a sensation that 
wasn't anything like touching himself in private was spreading from each naughty 
limb. The other was even wrapped around Melody's leg. He was about to wrench 
them off, or even say something sneaky to get the paused warfare to resume and 
thus be free of contact to parts he'd rather not have... but again... it wasn't 
a sexual feeling. Fortunately it wasn't content either. He was no pervert... 
though that tentacle was at the moment. He exerted his will and the tentacle 
wrapped around him like a belt. This made the tentacle still in Melody's dainty 
hand get the brunt of that feeling.

It pulled her towards and then behind him. Having no choice in the matter T's 
senses sharpened and he involuntarily started looking around warily. One of the 
Fanclub remarked that Tatsie had gone feral and would probably be claiming them 
all for his bed any minute now. He glared at her and her face flushed with 
highly unconcealed desire,"Hush... something's wrong and I'm trying to sense 
it." It was a lie... he could no more sense if a piece of toast had gone cold 
until he'd touched it or put it into his mouth but SOMETHING had him very 
protective at the moment. If he could he'd probably have them all behind him.

"<Lastname>! Should I have you moved downstairs again... or maybe save everyone 
some trouble and into the girl's dorm? What's all this about?! No orgy's in the 
dorms! No sex period." The Man with a pipe in his mouth smiled,"Now... that out 
of the way... why the Kill or Be Killed expression?" He leaned against a wall 
and peered down a lower classwoman's tunic. She glared up at him and mumbled 
being promised to someone else... and pointed at Tatsuya before covering up. The 
upperclassman -and Boy's dorm Vice President smiled at her,"Don't worry there 
hon. I wouldn't steal you from him," he turned to Tatsuya again,"Well?"

"There's some kind of danger. I can feel it... in... them."

The Upperclassman nodded,"Yep... so many women after you... that is dangerous."

"They aren't the danger. It's something else and I feel it in my tentacles."

The Upperclassman nodded again,"I know what it is... it's my manliness. It 
frightens your tentacles... makes them think I'm after your women. Yep That's 
gotta be it. I'm so~o cool it's supernatural," he chortled outloud,"But 
seriously. Reassure them. I have someone waiting for my graduation back home. 
All the girls are yours and there's."

"I... don't think that's it," the feeling faded anyway however,"It was far 
away... yet... dangerous. Like something stirring... something... wrong."

"Next you'll say there'll be a Second Sundering. Into demongirls are you? I'm 
sure your fanclub would escalate... so you'd better hope there isn't one. 
Anyway... first bell is in 50 minutes better eat," he winked," or whatever... 
fast. Unless you wish to be sent to the torture chamber." He strutted off as 
only a pretty-boy in awe of himself could.

"OH TATSIE! YOU SAVED ME FROM THE EVILS!! Take me!" came the voice of Melody 
behind him as she wrapped her arms around him from behind. Then suddenly the 
pressure of her body against his was gone and the tentacle felt around for where 
she might have gone before he enforced his will and wrapped it around himself as 
well. Again he silently wished for a non-painful buckle to lock them that way 
forever. They loosened on him.

The room got quiet. He looked around in a daze. Then he saw the cause. Miss 
Spredrell was standing just inside the suddenly open window with her arm on 
Melody's shoulder as calm as a mother daughter might look. Of course they aren't 
related in anyway save gender. "Now girls... you should all be in the dining 
hall. I hope I don't have to... repeat myself?" There was a steely gleam. Young 
women and girls fled. The Ladies Dorm President was soon in his face with him 
pinned to the wall. She seemed to smell very inviting to Tatsuya... as the 
suddenly very interested parties took note of her. She looked up into his 
eyes,"Now... you owe me." She seemed as predatory as a lusting and hungry 
vampire.

He panicked and kissed her... thinking she'd be startled and he could slip away. 
On the contrary... he hand was on his leg and sliding up. It was just like what 
his tentacle was doing to an unprotesting Melody earlier. However he was stone 
dead afraid of sex and it's consequences. He had enough brothers and sisters 
both full and half to worry like hell. Father joking that he once got two women 
to conceive at the exact same second part of that reason.

A tentacle unwrapped and grabbed her by the hand. She looked at it, and caressed 
it with her other hand... it flicked around and trapped both. She seemed even 
more expectant. He spoke then. "I'm sorry but I'm not interested in sexual 
activities. Other's in my family can carry on the line. In fact you're my older 
brother's type."

"I'm your type and you know it."

He sighed and an image from his nightmare flashed to the surface again

       He had failed... and she was the cause of that failure. He'd be a 
       laughing stock for days. The young girl looked full of lust and still had 
       her tunic up allowing him to see anything he wanted. With one tentacle he 
       grabbed her and with the other he spanked her. Spanked her until she 
       called his name in passion.

The tentacle wrapped around her wrists picked up on this and hoisted her up and 
off her feet. She was spun around and the other unwrapped ready to spank her. 
Tatsuya's eyes widened and he mentally shouted a 'Stop!' that had them cease. 
The spanking ended in a caress... not the bruising whipping that would have 
happened. In the dreams he always had such perfect control of them. In life... 
he'd crushed a ball as a child trying to throw it to his father.

"Make sure I can't walk," she cooed over her shoulder to him. Since it was only 
and inch he just dropped her, and she recovered instantly.

"Ma'am, I have to go eat breakfast. Sorry that you had to come away from yours 
to rescue your charges from a rampaging beast. I'll try to make sure it doesn't 
happen again." He ran for and leapt from the open window. He landed on the field 
below and rolled. His tentacles swiftly unfurled such that he was perfectly 
round as far as the ground was concerned. He uncurled standing firmly if 
jauntily and manually wrapped the tentacles around him.

He was met at the dinning hall door by the Strutting Upperclassman, Seth 
Wainwright by name,"Hey... Tat... I claimed a plate for you. One of the girls 
was contemplating poisoning you."

"Poison!"

"Or is the word potion? Anyway... she was going to use ritual magick to seduce 
you."

"Potion then. Why can't YOU have all these women instead. You can handle it. 
You're a playboy right?"

"The best. The brightest. Why there really shouldn't be a playboy besides me in 
this world. But alas... and thankfully. I already have someone. The light of my 
life and the fuel for my machinery of LOVE!"

Tatsie just gave a nervous sort of laugh,"Ok... how do you handle the persistant 
ones who try to come onto you anyway?"

"There are none. Besides being in the 10 ten pilots of the entire school... I'm 
also a strong telepath. Remember?"

"You must have made me forget."

"Forget what?" He smirked in reply.

Tatsuya blinked,"Did I forget something?" he said as they sat down in the 
massive dining hall that could seat 1,000,000 humanoids without even straining. 
Due to the curse of assigned seating however... everyone was crammed into one 
corner. Many species, subspecies, and the Touched of the above sat without any 
regard for rank. All assigned seats randomly at the start of every quarter. 
There was still an ammendment to resegregate the various grades and genders from 
the staff... but after about 600 students got kidnapped and replaced by 
dopplegangers 200 years ago, it was best to stick with this plan.

Next to Tatsuya sat the Vice President, and on his other side sat Melody -having 
long since bribed the boy who was supposed to sit there into sitting at her 
seat instead. She was currently naked and blushing and actually trying to eat. 
Most likely someone had stripped her and flung her in here. If her tunic was 
still 'alive' it would be returned to her later. You don't disrupt breakfast. 
that's grounds for a trip to Torture, and a swat with The Paddle. The swatted 
can't sit without pain for 36 hours. Well unless they want to blackout from the 
pain.

She didn't even lean against him and... well... gush at him. She just ate. In a 
way she was radiant and regal. Of course having had this happen several times 
before for getting TOO familiar with Tatsuya probably made it easier for her to 
swallow. The last time they'd put itching powder in her Tunic. She took great 
risks to get near him and she new there was always payback.

Tatsuya spared a glance over. Most likely he wondered what might happen due to 
her rubbing against him that morning. It would probably be a high price.

"Seth," he whispered really low,"Give me your shirt."

"You'll get in trouble. Pipe down... why you want it?"

"For Melody. You'll at least have pants... you lucky upperclassman."

Seth sighed and soon had his shirt off and in Tentacle boy's hands.