He Lives in You

Would there happen to be anyone here interested in a beastly sized fanfic which takes all of the CL characters and makes them assassins and other awesome stuff? If so, you might like my newest story (wish is consuming my life omg). It's adventure/romance, and primarily UxY, with some AxO and WxS. Here are some excerpts:
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Shaking his head, Jeremy returned his attention forward, towards the castle's northeast corner, where a small tower sat nestled between the adjoining outer walls. Rising up from the small turret atop the tower was a thin chimney, which was currently spewing a stream of violet smoke. A small, thick stone door was set into the tower's base.

"I shouldn't have to remind you both of this every time you come in, but I do, and I will," Jeremy said, grabbing the door's metal handle. "Don't. Touch. Anything."

"Psh," was Odd's response. Ulrich rolled his eyes.

"It wasn't me who broke that…whatever it was last time we were here," the brunet defended, crossing his arms over his chest.

"It was a graduated cylinder," Aelita told him. "And the chemical inside of it ate a small hole through the lab's floor."

"Which we still haven't had time to fix," Jeremy chimed in, "So if you would be so kind as to not add any more holes; it would be appreciated."
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Giving the arrow a thoughtful look, William turned it over in his hand and then, with a single thrust, shoved it back into the roof. "A Della Robbia and Antea's daughter. Who would have guessed?" Dropping down into a sitting position, William swung his legs over the edge of the roof, a small smile coming to his face.

"What does that mean?"

William's smile grew as Yumi materialized behind him.

"It means that those are some very skilled killers," he replied. "Ones I would suggest steering clear of."
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"You got it," Noemie said, grinning her thanks. As she turned back to the fight, Ulrich made his way over to Odd, who was currently shooting close range arrows at the soldiers trying to cross into the main bailey.

"Hey Ulrich," the blond said. "How's it going?"

"I just talked to Noemie," Ulrich said. "She says that no one is protecting the Leader. I told her you and me would take care of it."

"Sounds good," Odd said, firing off another shot, which caught one of the soldiers through the gap between his breast plate and his helmet. "I'm amazing," Odd informed Ulrich.
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The rest of what is currently posted can be found here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5924537/1/He_Lives_in_You

Any and all feedback is extremely appreciated (and will probably recieve offerings to the gods in thanks).

It is GREAT.

"How is he 'asking to be teased'?"
"You would know if you'd taken an archery class with him."
"Odd, we can't all be master archers like you."
"This is true. But it takes talent the likes of which only Poliakoff has to make Jeremy look like he knows what he's doing with a bow and arrow."
"I take it back. He is asking to be teased."

:3 Thank you~!