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<title><![CDATA[I Have A Surprise For You That You're Not Going To Like]]></title>
<link>http://xxchelszimmero0xx.wordpress.com/?p=16</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 19:56:09 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>xxchelseao0xx</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Summary: Bill’s 16-year-old daughter has a surprise for her father, and lets just say it’s not ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class="label"><strong>Summary:</strong> </span>Bill’s 16-year-old daughter has a surprise for her father, and lets just say it’s not a really good one.<br />
<span class="label"><strong>Rated:</strong></span> PG-13<br />
<span class="label"><strong>Categories:</strong></span> Slash, Het<br />
<span class="label"><strong>Characters:</strong> Bill Kaulitz</span>, Original Female Character, Original Male Character, Simone Kaulitz, Tom Kaulitz<br />
<span class="label"><strong>Genre:</strong> Fluff</span>, Humor, Romance, Twincest<br />
<span class="label"><strong>Pairing:</strong> Tom/Bill, OFC/OMC</span><br />
<span class="label"><strong>Warnings:</strong> OOC, Humiliation, MPREG</span></p>
<p><strong>A/N:</strong> I know, the title is quite long... but it's what the story is about... okay? This came to me when I imagined Bill as a father and what would happen if his daughter brought home... well, you'll see</p>
<p>It's both chapters one and two.<br />
Enjoy</p>
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<p><strong>CHAPTER 1</strong></p>
<p>“Daddy, I’m going okay? I need to get to school!” the brunette girl told her father.</p>
<p>“Okay, okay.” He gave up on keeping his daughter behind. “Just please, tell me what’s this surprise you have?”</p>
<p>“I told you, after school! And trust me, it’s great!” She looked at her father’s face and shook her head. “Bye dad, by Tomi.” She waved and walked to the front gate of the school. Bill drove off with his long time lover in the passenger seat.</p>
<p>“Bill, don’t worry, she’ll tell you what it is after school!” Tom held his brother’s hand and gave him a reassuring squeeze.</p>
<p>“I know, but I have a strange feeling it’s going to be something I really don’t like.” Bill pouted while he drove onto the highway.</p>
<p>“Don’t worry, babe, she’d never do that to you, you know that! Now stop being a worrywart and lets go out for breakfast, I’m paying. You need a break.” </p>
<p>Bill sighed and smiled. He was just overreacting, right? <br />
<em>‘Lilia’s not going to bring home something that’ll kill me, so why am I worrying? I’m so stupid!’</em> Bill cursed himself and pulled off at Coimbra.</p>
<p>“Come on, Bill, it’s nothing… you know Lilia isn’t going to bring home something that’ll kill you, just relax.” Tom told his twin and walked him into the café.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>~*________________*~</p>
<p>Bill had managed to get Lilia’s secret off his mind for the past four hours. The first hour and a half was spent with Tom having breakfast, talking about the band, the other hour and a half was spent shopping for Bill, and the last hour was spent having ‘intimate body bonding time'. </p>
<p>Bill got up off the bed he was laying on and turned to the clock. It was 15:00; Lilia finished school at 15:30, which meant she’d be back at 15:45. He got up and looked at his naked self.</p>
<p>“Tom, I don’t care how awesome our sex is, but next time, do it at a different time. I need to shower, do my hair, and my makeup in under thirty minutes!” Bill told his brother who was lying on the bed, the duvet only covering the bottom half of him. “Tom, c’mon, Lilia’s going to be back in forty five minutes. You know how long it takes for me to do my makeup and my hair and then we still have to spray something in this room since it smells like sex, get up!” Bill yelled, pulling the duvet off Tom. Bill stood there and stared at Tom’s member, blushing at the same time.</p>
<p>“Give me the duvet!” Tom protested but Bill shook his head. Tom pouted but didn’t move. “I’m not moving!”</p>
<p>“You stubborn bitch, get up!”</p>
<p>“No, you have to give me something first,” Bill rolled his eyes and looked at Tom. A small smirk appeared on Bill’s face as he eyed Tom’s body. His chest was covered in little droplets of sweat and his muscles looked really relaxed. “What’s that smirk for?”</p>
<p>“Well… since we made a mess together… we should,” Bill moved closer to Tom. His mouth was by his ear and his hand on Tom’s chest. “Clean up together.” Tom raised an eyebrow.</p>
<p>“Hmm… I like that idea…” He got up and eyed his naked twin.</p>
<p>“Want to help me?” Bill asked moving up to Tom. Bill’s fingers walked up Tom’s chest in a seductive way and Tom nodded. “Well then, carry me…” And Tom did so. He took Bill into the shower.<br />
~~~</p>
<p>“Here she comes,” Bill said looking through the window. Tom pulled him back and told him to sit on the couch. “But_”</p>
<p>“No buts! Sit there, and let her surprise you!” Tom scolded and Bill obeyed. “Thank you! And you call me the stubborn one.”</p>
<p><strong><span style="text-decoration:underline;">OUTSIDE THE HOUSE</span></strong></p>
<p>“Trust me! He’ll love you! My dad is the best person ever! And his brother, Tom, he’s just as awesome! You know their band, right? Tokio Hotel?” </p>
<p>The boy holding her hand nodded. “They’re a really awesome band, my mother listens to them and still fantasizes about your uncle,” The boy laughed.</p>
<p>“Well, Uncle Tomi is taken, weird… from what I’ve been told, he was a real player back in his day.” Lilia blushed. “So, ready?” The guy on her left nodded. “Okay, here we go!”</p>
<p>Lilia opened the door and walked in with the boy on her side.</p>
<p>“Dad! I want you to meet my boyfriend, Ray,” she said cheerfully, hoping to receive a proud expression from her father, but he looked frozen.</p>
<p>“B-boy- boyfriend?” Bill stuttered, eyeing the boy holding his daughter. The boy was a head taller than Lilia. He had pitch-black hair, a fringe swiped to the right of his face, and…was that a lip piercing on his lower right lip? He wore black makeup, chains on his pants, a tight black t-shirt, skinny jeans, skater shoes – enough to give any father a heart attack.</p>
<p>Bill looked at the boy and nodded, biting his lip. Tom noticed the tension and spoke for his brother.</p>
<p>“Why, Lilia, a boyfriend? Hi, I’m Tom, her uncle.” Tom held a hand out to the black-haired boy and the boy gladly accepted it.</p>
<p>“Nice to meet you, Sir,” he said politely. Bill still stood there, frozen. Tom elbowed Bill in the side, making Bill jump.</p>
<p>“Oh, hi, I’m Lilia’s father,” Bill held out a hand and when Ray accepted it, he nearly broke his hand.</p>
<p>“Got a strong grip there, Sir, Nice to meet you. You have a wonderful daughter.” Lilia snuggled onto his arm and smiled.</p>
<p>“So Dad, I invited him over for dinner, okay?” Bill had a permanent fake smile plastered on his face.</p>
<p>“Oh, sure, yes, um, dinner will only be ready at six though, uh… yeah,” Bill stuttered. Tom saw his brother’s fake smile, and he could feel that behind that smile was a whole lot of anger. He smiled and let the two go up to Lilia’s room.</p>
<p>“Um, Lilia, we’re just going out for ten minutes. Don’t do anything I would do,” Tom winked and pulled his brother out of the house.</p>
<p>~*__________________*~</p>
<p>Once the couple got to the park, that was when the fireworks blew and burned the grass.</p>
<p>“What the fuck? She CANNOT have a boyfriend! She’s too young! Did you see him? He looked like some zombie out of an EMO MOVIE!” Bill screamed at his twin.</p>
<p>“Bill, calm down. You looked like that too when you were his age.”</p>
<p>“How old is he anyway? He could be about twenty nine and we wouldn’t know! You know technology and makeup these days! They can take centuries off your face! Did I mention he wore makeup?”</p>
<p>“Bill, you wear makeup,” Tom pointed out.</p>
<p>“Well, I’m an adult! I’m allowed to do what I want!” Tom tried to calm his twin down, but it was impossible. When Bill threw a fit, he didn’t stop until he got what he wanted.</p>
<p>“Bill, you were ten when you started wearing makeup,”</p>
<p>“That’s because back in my day it was safe!”</p>
<p>“Bill, in 1999 it was just as dangerous as it is now,”</p>
<p>“Well, she can’t date! She doesn’t know how boys act! You know damn well how a guy is, Tom!”</p>
<p>“What’s that supposed to mean?”</p>
<p>“Fucking hell, all guys want is sex, he’s going to break my little girl! He’s going to take the one thing that makes her innocent!”</p>
<p>“Bill, you were fourteen when you had sex.”</p>
<p>“So? Fucking hell, Tom! This is serious! She cannot date! I repeat, CANNOT!”</p>
<p>“Well, you’re going to have to get used to it. And you better get your act together; he’s having dinner with us tonight, so please behave. No fits, or mean comments, please?” Tom asked his twin. Bill just glared at him and walked back home.</p>
<p>~*_________________*~</p>
<p><strong><span style="text-decoration:underline;">AT DINNER</span></strong></p>
<p>They all sat at the table, like a normal family. Bill was smiling like someone had given him Botox. He looked at Lilia, who was smiling at Ray. Bill had a devious smile on his face, but it disappeared when Tom kicked him.</p>
<p>“So, how did you and Lilia meet?” Tom asked, trying to make conversation.</p>
<p>“It was a funny story actually,” Ray began and Lilia giggled. “Well, I was at the park with a group of my guy friends, we were skateboarding. Then I tried to do an Ollie and instead of flipping the board I ended up tripping and I flew right into Lilia,” Ray told the story as Lilia blushed. “She was lying under me and I looked into her eyes and saw a small smile on her face. I got up and helped her, apologized and we spoke for a few minutes before my friends called me back. Being the idiot I was, I never asked for her number, so I went the entire day and night wondering if I’d ever meet her again. Turns out we went to the same school and that’s where we kind of, hooked up or started going out.”</p>
<p>“How long ago did this all happen?”</p>
<p>“A week ago.”</p>
<p>“So early? How do you know if you really like each other?” Bill asked, receiving a kick from Tom. “Humph.” He smiled at the couple. “But you two do seem like you like each other.” Bill glared in Tom’s direction.</p>
<p>“Yeah, she’s amazing. You have a really amazing daughter, Mr. Kaulitz,”</p>
<p>“Yes, I do. She’s my little girl.” Lilia glared at her father for using that name. “What? you are Lilia.”</p>
<p>“Dad,” she whispered angrily.</p>
<p>“Don’t worry, Lil’, I think it’s cute.” She blushed at Ray and sent her father a death glare.</p>
<p>“Well, I’m going up to my room, coming Ray?” Lilia pulled him by the arm and dragged him to the stairs.</p>
<p>“Thanks for the dinner Mr. And Mr. Kaulitz,” Ray thanked the brothers before being dragged into Lilia’s room.</p>
<p>~*___________________*~</p>
<p>“Bill.”</p>
<p>“Tom, he’s a mess! He’s not fit for my girl!” Bill cut off his brother in an angry whisper.</p>
<p>“Bill, just-”</p>
<p>“He attacked her!”</p>
<p>“It was an-”</p>
<p>“I will not allow her to date such a guy!”</p>
<p>“Bill!”</p>
<p>“What?” Bill almost yelled.</p>
<p>“Shut up and listen to me! If you cause Lilia any trouble with this I will join her at not talking to you, now shut up, and let her be.” Bill folded his arms and gave a bitchy look. “Come on, Bill. It’s her first boyfriend, be nice. Don’t you remember your first love? I mean, you were ten; she’s sixteen, quite a difference. Just be happy for her, Bill, she’s got someone who loves her.”</p>
<p>“They’ve only known each other for a week.”</p>
<p>“So? You’re the one who believes in ‘Love at first sight’.”</p>
<p>“So? I’m different.”</p>
<p>“Bill?”</p>
<p>“WHAT?”</p>
<p>“Calm down, sit here, I’m going to call them down for a little chat so we can get to know this, Ray guy more, and then you’ll see, he’s not such a bad guy.”</p>
<p>“Can I come with you?”</p>
<p>“No, you sit here!” Bill obeyed and Tom walked up the stairs.</p>
<p>“Lilia, Ray, can you two come down for a while?” Tom called. The two lovebirds got up from their cuddling and walked down with Tom. “Please, take a seat.” Lilia sat down next to Ray. Bill flinched when he saw them together. Lilia was supposed to sit next to ‘him’, not that wannabe gothic freak.</p>
<p>“Okay, now tell me about you, Ray,” Tom asked in a friendly tone.</p>
<p>“Um, what would you like to know?”</p>
<p>“How old are you?” Bill butted in.</p>
<p>“Uh, I’ll be eighteen in August.”</p>
<p>“So you’re two years older than Lilia?” He nodded. “Okay.” Bill tried to smile but the blood was boiling up in his face. “Okay, next question… what are your grades like?”</p>
<p>“Uh, I get 2’s and 3’s most of the time.”</p>
<p>“Hmm… not so bright then are we?” Lilia’s eyes widened and she glared at her father.</p>
<p>“Uh.”</p>
<p>“No, not everyone can be bright, don’t worry. So, what’s with your style?”</p>
<p>“Um, I like to dress like this?”</p>
<p>“Interesting, someone who doesn’t abide by the fashion rules. Do you drink or smoke?”</p>
<p>“No, Sir,”</p>
<p>“Bill-”</p>
<p>“Shut. Up, Tom. ever tried drugs?”</p>
<p>“What?”</p>
<p>“Dad! That’s enough!” Lilia yelled.</p>
<p>“Um, Lil’ I just remembered, I have to be home by 7:30, and it’s 7 o'clock already.” Ray got up and walked to the door.</p>
<p>“Uh, okay?” Ray smiled and thanked the brothers.</p>
<p>“Um, bye,” she said, giving Ray a soft kiss on his lips.</p>
<p>“Bye.”</p>
<p>“See you tomorrow?”</p>
<p>“Uh, yeah?” Ray walked out and closed the door. Lilia turned to face her father and glared at him. Tom gave Bill the same stare.</p>
<p>“What?” Bill asked defensively.</p>
<p>“I’m never talking to you again!” She stormed up the stairs and shut the door to her bedroom. Tom shook his head and walked up to the room, leaving Bill on the couch, alone.</p>
<p>“What did I do?”</p>
<p>==========================================================<br />
<span style="text-decoration:underline;"><strong>CHAPTER 2</strong></span></p>
<p>It was 23:21. Bill got up from the couch and walked up to his bedroom.<br />
<em>‘I messed up big time! Now Lilia AND Tom wont talk to me! Why am I so stupid?’</em></p>
<p>He climbed the stairs slowly and stopped at Lilia’s room.<br />
<em>‘Just try.’</em> Bill thought and knocked on the door. He could hear soft crying coming from the room, and he slowly opened it.</p>
<p>“Lilia?” he called softly.</p>
<p>“GO AWAY!” she yelled, throwing a pillow in his direction. He did as he was told and closed the door. Slowly, he made his way to his and Tom’s bedroom. His hand lingered on the doorknob before he opened it. Tom was sitting on the balcony. Tom turned around to see who had just walked in, and he just sighed, turning back to the view.</p>
<p>“Tomi, please don’t ignore me,” Bill pleaded with his brother. Tom shook his head.</p>
<p>“Bill, I told you not to mess up. I told you not to do what you just did, and what did you do? You did that! Bill, I’m sorry.”</p>
<p>“Please, I don’t know what got into me there, I just…I don’t know!”</p>
<p>“Save it for someone who cares, Bill.” That broke Bill’s heart. He bowed his head and took out a blanket from the cupboard. He was sleeping in the guest room tonight.</p>
<p>~*_______________*~</p>
<p>Bill held the phone to his ear and waited for his mother to pick up.</p>
<p><strong>Simone: Hello?<br />
Bill: Mom?<br />
Simone: Bill, what are you doing calling so late?<br />
Bill: Mom, I seriously messed things up with Tom and Lilia.<br />
Simone: What did you do?<br />
Bill: Well… Lilia brought home her new… boyfriend, and I kind of got overprotective and he left.<br />
Simone: Oh, Bill, and now she wont talk to you?<br />
Bill: Hmm-hmm<br />
Simone: Well… just give her some time.<br />
Bill: Why do I have to be so stupid? How could I mess this up for her? He’s her first boyfriend and I made him run away.<br />
Simone: Hehe, Bill don’t worry. It’s just your protective fatherly instincts. You are like that trust me. It happened to me when I brought home my first boyfriend. Just go to Lilia and tell her you’re sorry. Invite her boyfriend over and then apologize. She’ll forgive you eventually.<br />
Bill: Okay, thanks mom.<br />
Simone: Anytime, sweetie.<br />
Bill: Night, ma.<br />
Simone: Night, honey.</strong></p>
<p>And Bill hung up the phone. She was right; he’d talk to Lilia in the morning.</p>
<p>~*___________*~</p>
<p>“Lilia?” Bill knocked on the door of his sixteen year-old daughter.</p>
<p>“Go away!” she yelled.</p>
<p>“Well, she’s awake,” Bill, said under his breath. “Lilia! Please, I’m coming in,” he warned before he opened the door. He saw his daughter. She was covered under the blankets, still crying from yesterday.</p>
<p>“I said go away!”</p>
<p>“Lilia, I’m sorry!”</p>
<p>“Sorry isn’t good enough!”</p>
<p>“Please?”</p>
<p>“He’s never going to like me again!”</p>
<p>“Wait, Lilia, just because I made a mistake doesn’t mean your relationship is going to suffer!”</p>
<p>“Yes it will!”</p>
<p>“Well then he wasn’t good to begin with.”</p>
<p>“How can you say that?”</p>
<p>“You just said it yourself. Now listen, Lilia.” Bill moved to his daughter and held her in his arms. “I’m a father, please don’t be mad at me?” She tried not to giggle, but it did slip out, but very lightly. “Lilia, you know I love you and I’d never do anything to ruin your happiness on purpose, but, when you brought home, Ray, I thought you were like, trying to replace me.”</p>
<p>“How could you think that dad? I’d never replace you for anything, even for Angus T Jones.”</p>
<p>“He’s too old for you,”</p>
<p>“Please, by fifteen years he is?”</p>
<p>“But I’m sorry, Lilia, really? How about this, you invite Ray over for dinner, and I’ll try not to mess things up this time? Okay?”</p>
<p>“You better do not try!” A smile crept up on Bill’s face and he hugged his daughter.</p>
<p>“Oh, I love you to bits!” he said squeezing the life out of her.</p>
<p>“Dad, I want to be alive for when Ray comes over tonight, please?”</p>
<p>“Oh.” Bill let go of his daughter and smiled. “Thanks,”</p>
<p>“For what?”</p>
<p>“For not staying mad at me for that long. Honestly, it was hell when you wouldn’t talk to me, and Tom didn’t either.”</p>
<p>“Aww, don’t worry daddy, Tomi loves you!”</p>
<p>“Yes he does, and now I have to go fetch my knight suit.”</p>
<p>“Why?”</p>
<p>“Tom can get a bit…cranky.” Lilia laughed and wiped her tears.</p>
<p>“Daddy?”</p>
<p>“Hmm?”</p>
<p>“I love you, hey? Don’t ever forget that!”</p>
<p>“I won't, honey. Now come on, you’re going to be late for school!”</p>
<p>“Okay, okay, I’m getting up, now leave!” She ordered her father to leave the room.</p>
<p>~*________________*~</p>
<p>“Tom?” Bill called when he walked into their room. “Tom, I’m sorry, I apologized to Lilia already, and she’s fine. I just don’t know what got into me!”</p>
<p>“Your fatherly instincts, that’s what!” Tom smirked.</p>
<p>“Hugs?” Bill asked and Tom threw himself into his twin’s arms. “I missed sleeping with you.”</p>
<p>“Me too, never do something like that again! Okay?”</p>
<p>“I promise, oh, by the way, Ray is coming over for dinner,”</p>
<p>“And?”</p>
<p>“I promise to behave!”</p>
<p>“Good boy!” Tom said pressing his lips softly to Bill’s.</p>
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<strong>THE END</strong></p>
<p><strong>End Chapter Notes: <span style="font-weight:normal;">If anyone wants to know who Angus T Jones is, it's the little boy from 'Two and a Half Men'. hehe. And this story is taking place in 2023. lol<br />
And Tom gave birth to Lilia! Tom's mother? xD </span></strong></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Tokio Hotel: Bill Kaulitz Pictures]]></title>
<link>http://inmove.wordpress.com/?p=213</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2008 17:31:28 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>bodohl</dc:creator>
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<title><![CDATA[Prom Night - Your Guardian Angel]]></title>
<link>http://xxchelszimmero0xx.wordpress.com/?p=14</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 16:02:49 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>xxchelseao0xx</dc:creator>
<guid>http://xxchelszimmero0xx.de.wordpress.com/2008/09/07/prom-night-your-guardian-angel/</guid>
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Summary: It&#8217;s Prom Night, and Tom is taking Bill with him.

A/N: I was listening to RJA -]]></description>
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<p><strong><span class="label"><strong>Summary:</strong> </span>It's Prom Night, and Tom is taking Bill with him.<br />
<span class="label"><strong></strong></span></strong></p>
<p><strong>A/N:</strong> I was listening to RJA - Your Guardian Angel, and then I remembered it was used for Bella and Edward's wedding, from Twilight... so I just HAD to write this.</p>
<p><strong><span class="label"><strong>Rated:</strong></span> G<br />
<span class="label"><strong>Categories:</strong></span> Slash<br />
<span class="label"><strong>Characters:</strong> Bill Kaulitz, Tom Kaulitz</span><br />
<span class="label"><strong>Genre:</strong> Fluff, Romance, Song Fic, Twincest</span><br />
<span class="label"><strong>Pairing:</strong> Tom/Bill</span><br />
<span class="label"><strong>Warnings: </strong>OOC</span><br />
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<p><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;">It was the night of the Prom. One of the biggest nights for 12</span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;">th</span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"> Graders all over the world. All the stories that they’ve heard, all the movies they’ve seen, that involved Prom made them longing to go. And tonight was Bill and Tom’s Prom. Their Prom, the biggest night of their High School life. Bill wanted so bad to have Tom as his date. They had been dating for the passed 10 months, in secret though. If they slipped up in front of people, and one person found out, they would be separated from each other, for good.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;">Tom had forced Bill to just go to Prom with him. Not as a couple, just as brothers. But Bill wanted to be more than brothers. He wanted to be able to dance with Tom. Hold Tom while he kissed him. Have Tom hug him and have fun while they were at Prom. He just wanted to be with Tom in a more than brotherly way.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;">Bill closed his eyes and waited for Tom to come downstairs. Tom had convinced Bill to go to Prom, which was an amazing thing since Bill was so stubborn. Bill sighed, annoyed. A few minutes later, Tom walked down the stairs. He was dressed in black baggy pants, and a white Eckō t-shirt. Bill couldn’t stop the small smile that found its way to the corners of his lips.</span></span></p>
<p> </p>
<p><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;">“Uh, are we going or what?” Bill asked impatiently.</span></span></p>
<p> </p>
<p><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;">Tom sighed and nodded. Bill got up from the couch, and walked to the black Cadillac Escalade. Tom held open the passenger door and helped Bill in, closing the door for Bill before getting inside, by his side. The drive was silent. Bill didn’t talk, nor did Tom.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;">Bill was nervous. He never liked going to school socials or stuff similar to that. He would usually just stay at home and watch TV, play video games or sleep. He took in a long, deep breath before he got out of the car. Tom was at his side the whole time, while getting out of the car, and into the hall. There were people dancing already. They were playing some disco type of music that neither Bill nor Tom liked.</span></span></p>
<p> </p>
<p><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;">“Um, wanna take a walk outside?” Tom asked his twin who was standing by the punch table, watching the couples dancing. Bill turned his head slowly to Tom, no smile on his face, and nodded. Tom led him to the back door of the hall, and into the school garden. It was lit up, no one was there yet, so it was a perfect place for Bill and Tom to dance… talk… kiss.</span></span></p>
<p> </p>
<p><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;">A few minutes went by. Eventually, Tom and Bill made it to the little spot where they were taking photos of the couple, but nothing was set up yet. Bill noticed a band on the side of the flowery tower thing. He sighed, realizing that they weren’t alone.</span></span></p>
<p> </p>
<p><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;">“Wanna dance?” Tom asked softly, ignoring the band on the side. Bill nodded shyly. Tom’s hands were around Bill’s waist, and Bill’s hands were holding onto Tom’s neck, gently, and slowly, they began moving, the band also began performing, what Bill realized to be Red Jumpsuit Apparatus’ song, Your Guardian Angel.</span></span></p>
<p> </p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>When I see your smile</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>Tears run down my face</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>I can't replace</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"> </p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>And now that I'm stronger, I have figured out</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>How this world turns cold, and breaks through my soul</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>And I know I'll find, deep inside of me, I can be the one</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"> </p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>I will never let you fall</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>I'll stand up with you forever</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>I'll be there for you through it all</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>Even if saving you sends me to heaven</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"> </p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>It's okay, it's okay, it's okay</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"> </p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>Seasons are changing, and waves are crashing</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>And stars are falling, all for us</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>Days grow longer, and nights grow shorter</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>I can show you, I'll be the one</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"> </p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>I will never let you fall</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>I'll stand up with you forever</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>I'll be there for you through it all</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>Even if saving you sends me to heaven</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"> </p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>Cause you're my, you're my, my, my, my</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>True love, my whole heart.</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>Please, don't throw that away...</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>Cause I'm here... for you</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>Please don't walk away</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"> </p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>And please tell me you'll stay!</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>Whoa... stay</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>Whoa...</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"> </p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>Use me as you will...</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>Pull my strings just for thrill</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>And I'll know I'll be okay</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>For my skies are turning gray</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"> </p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>I will never let you fall</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>I'll stand up with you forever</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>I'll be there for you through it all</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p align="CENTER"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em><strong>Even if saving you sends me to heaven</strong></em></span></span></p>
<p> </p>
<p><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;">As the song came to an end, so did Bill and Tom’s dance. They looked into each other’s eyes, smiling at each other. Bill turned his head to the band and smiled. Bill smiled a thanking smile towards the band and turned his head to face Tom’s once more. His hands were still wrapped around Tom’s neck, and slowly, Bill pressed his lips to Tom’s. The kiss got a little bit more forceful, but not overboard. Bill pulled away slowly, smiling at the figure in front of him. </span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;"><em>I love you </em></span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;">He mouthed. Tom mouthed the same three magical words. Their lips connected again, in another short, but sweet kiss.</span></span></p>
<p> </p>
<p><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;">“Aren’t you glad you came to Prom with me?” Tom asked, pulling away from Bill’s lips.</span></span></p>
<p> </p>
<p><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size:small;">“Very,” Bill replied… “This is the best night of my life.”</span></span></p>
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<p><strong>End Chapter Notes<br />
<span style="font-weight:normal;">I want to thank Ronnie Winter for singing and writing this song and the whole of Red Jumpsuit Apparatus!!! Whoooooo!</span></strong></p>
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<link>http://xxchelszimmero0xx.wordpress.com/?p=11</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 13:03:21 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>xxchelseao0xx</dc:creator>
<guid>http://xxchelszimmero0xx.de.wordpress.com/2008/09/07/nightmares/</guid>
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<p><a class="aligncenter" title="Goodnight Little Brother" href="http://xxchelszimmero0xx.wordpress.com/2008/09/07/goodnight-little-brother/" target="_blank">http://xxchelszimmero0xx.wordpress.com/2008/09/07/goodnight-little-brother/</a></p>
<p><span class="label"><strong>Summary:</strong> </span><strong>Sequel to 'Goodnight Little Brother'.</strong><br />
After Tom puts Bill to sleep, Bill wakes up again. He manages to fall asleep but then has a really bad nightmare and runs to Tom for comfort.<br />
<span class="label"><strong>Rated:</strong></span> G<br />
<span class="label"><strong>Categories:</strong></span><strong> </strong>General<br />
<span class="label"><strong>Characters: </strong>Bill Kaulitz; Tom Kaulitz</span><br />
<span class="label"><strong>Genre:</strong> Fluff</span><br />
<span class="label"><strong>Pairing:</strong> None</span><br />
<span class="label"><strong>Warnings:</strong> </span>None</p>
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<p>So... I wanted to write this, and I didn't want it to be a twincest, so ya, that's where this story came about. But then it began sounding a bit like 'Goodnight Little Brother', so I made the sequel.</p>
<p>Bill sat on the balcony of his room. Tom had put him to sleep a few minutes ago, but he woke up again. He decided to sit up and star at the ocean until he felt sleepy and went to bed.<br />
Bill watched the waves crash and he could smell the sea salt. It was calming, but it wasn’t helping with his insomnia. He felt a bit chilly and decided to go inside. He closed the door and turned on the TV softly. He could fall asleep here.<br />
‘Midnight Horrors’ was on. He watched the horror movie, getting a bit scared every minute. But he was used to horrors, so this wouldn’t affect him that much.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>Bill watched, shaking a little bit. The movie was almost finished, and there was just one more person left to die. His eyes were huge and his face was almost white.<br />
Then the person died and the murderer lived. It was a horrible ending, but a great movie. Bill decided he should try sleeping again. Hopefully this time he’ll have some luck and actually fall asleep.<br />
 </p>
<p>*</p>
<p>He got under the covers and closed himself. He was still wearing Tom’s shirt. He sniffed it and smiled before drifting off into a deep sleep.</p>
<p><em>“Tomi!” Bill called. It was dark. He couldn’t see a thing. He was getting scared. He wanted Tom to come to him and tell him not to worry. He wanted Tom to hold and coo into his ear. He wanted Tom to be there with him.</em></p>
<p><em>“Tomi!” Bill yelled again, but no one came. He turned around and saw a girl standing behind him. She was pale. Her entire body was pale. Her dress looked like something a person from the 1800’s would wear. Her face was white. Her hair was white. Though, her eyes were pitch black. She didn’t move. She looked frozen. Bill stared at her, fear in his eyes. No emotion came from her. She just stood there, trying to scare the life out of Bill.</p>
<p>“TOMI!” Bill yelled again. But no answer came. Bill started crying. He wanted Tomi to come save him. This girl was scaring him. His tears stung his cheeks as he tried calling for Tom. Nothing came.</p>
<p></em></p>
<p><em>“TOMI! TOMI PLEASE!” He screamed. This chick was seriously freaking him out. She just stared at him. Burning holes into him with those black eyes.</em></p>
<p><strong>“Tomi!” Bill whispered as he threw his body into the air. He looked at the time. “Fuck, 2:45am? Ugh.” He groaned and let his head fall down onto the soft pillow. He looked up to the roof and saw the girl there again.</strong></p>
<p><strong>‘Is she fucking following me?’ He thought to himself.</p>
<p>“GO AWAY!” He yelled at the girl. She didn’t move. Bill got up and ran to the door. He was going to Tom. When he ran out, he was outside. “Where the fuck am I?” He asked under his breath. He turned to the right and the girl was there. </p>
<p>“AHH!” He screamed.</p>
<p>“WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?” He screamed at the girl. He ran down the road, and noticed it had turned into a cemetery. He was shaking now. He could feel the girl close by. He turned around and saw her behind him.</p>
<p>“GO AWAY!” He yelled, running through the graveyard. She was still there. Everywhere he went she was there. He closed his eyes and bent down behind a gravestone. He read the engraving in the stone.</p>
<p>‘Tom Kaulitz – 01 September 1989 – 12 July 2008’ Bill stared at the stone. That was his brother’s gravestone?”</p>
<p>‘The best twin brother in the world, I’m going to miss him so much’.<br />
‘That must’ve come from me.’ Bill thought. He let his hand linger over Tom’s name as tears poured out of his eyes.</p>
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<p><strong>“Tomi’s dead?” Bill asked himself. “NO! He’s not!” Bill turned around and there was the girl again. “GO AWAY!” He screamed in fear. But the girl didn’t listen. She just stared at him.</strong></p>
<p>“GO AWAY!” Bill screamed when he woke up. He was covered in his own sweat. Tears streaming down his face. He wasn’t going to sleep alone tonight. No way.</p>
<p>*</p>
<p>Bill took his nightgown and walked to the door. He slowly opened it and closed it behind him. He tiptoed to Tom’s room, not bothering to knock on the door. He walked in, quietly closing the door and walked to Tom’s bed. He took off his nightgown, softly throwing it over the chair where Tom’s pants lay, and softly walked over to the bed. There was enough space for Bill to lay in, so he slowly lifted up the duvet and climbed in, trying not to wake up Tom. He laid himself down onto the bed and covered himself. That was when Tom woke up. He turned around to Bill, and smiled.</p>
<p>“What are you doing here?” Tom asked tiredly, turning his body to face Bill properly.</p>
<p>“I, I had a horrible nightmare.” Bill cried into Tom’s shirt.</p>
<p>“Shh, shh, there, there, it was just a nightmare,” Tom cooed.</p>
<p>“No! You were, you were dead and there was this girl following me and she wouldn’t go away and I tried calling you but you didn’t come and, Tomi, I was so scared! I thought you died.” The tears came pouring out of Bill’s eyes and down his cheeks.</p>
<p>“Shh, Bill, it was just a nightmare,”</p>
<p>“Can I sleep here with you, just for tonight? Please?” Bill asked softly. Tom smiled and nodded.</p>
<p>“Sure,” Bill smiled and buried his face into Tom’s shirt. Tom put his hands around Bill’s body and held him there. Bill was still crying, but it slowed down. “Shh, Billa, oh, don’t cry. I’m here, I’m alive, I’ll always be here for you and with you, shh, baby, shh.” Tom said into Bill’s ear. Bill’s crying ceased and he just lay there, gripping onto Tom’s shirt with his hand and biting onto the fabric. “Come on, Billa, you need some rest, just sleep now, okay?” Tom asked and Bill just nodded into his shirt.</p>
<p>“Can you hold me, please?”</p>
<p>“Sure, night.”</p>
<p>“I love you, Tomi.” Bill said into the shirt. Tom gave his body a little squeeze.</p>
<p>“I love you, too, Bill.” After a few minutes, Bill had fallen asleep. Tom was still awake, watching his twin sleeping in his arms. Tom brushed Bill’s face lightly with the back of his hand before resting in Bill’s hair. “I love you.” He said before he fell asleep.</p>
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<p><strong>End Chapter Notes:</strong> Cuddly non-twincest fics are cute. lol.</p>
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<link>http://xxchelszimmero0xx.wordpress.com/?p=6</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 12:31:57 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>xxchelseao0xx</dc:creator>
<guid>http://xxchelszimmero0xx.de.wordpress.com/2008/09/07/goodnight-little-brother/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Summary: Bill is tired of touring and just wants to spend some time with his brother.
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class="label"><strong>Summary:</strong> </span>Bill is tired of touring and just wants to spend some time with his brother.</p>
<div><span class="label"><strong>Rated:</strong></span> G<br />
<span class="label"><strong>Categories</strong>:</span> General<br />
<span class="label"><strong>Characters: </strong>Bill Kaulitz; Tom Kaulitz</span><strong><br />
</strong><span class="label"><strong>Genre:</strong> Fluff</span><br />
<span class="label"><strong>Pairing:</strong> None </span><br />
<span class="label"><strong>Warnings: </strong>None</span></div>
<div><strong>A/N: <span style="font-weight:normal;">Not a twincest... just a sweet brotherly fic. lol</span></strong></div>
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<div>Bill sat in the tour bus. Another day, another concert. He was tired of it. He never had time to himself. He wanted to spend his time doing what a normal kid his age would be doing. Partying, dating, having fun. But all that was pushed aside when he became a singer. He loved singing, he really did, but sometimes, like now, it got a bit out of hand.<br />
He had done 15 concerts with no breaks in between, and he really didn’t want to put any more strain on his vocal chords like he did before. He sighed and watched the scenery go by. They were driving down the countryside. It was warm, and dry today. </div>
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<p> </p>
<p>Bill fiddled with the spoon in his ice cream. Stabbing the spoon into the vanilla ice cream. He turned his head to the bed where his brother lay. The bed where his Tomi would sleep. Tom was laying there, playing with the wire of his iPod. He didn’t even notice Bill’s eyes burn into him. The bus came to a halt and they all got off. They were now in Cape Town. After hours of driving from Durban to Cape Town, they were finally here. </p>
<p><em>‘At least there’s a beach.’</em> Bill mentally told himself before jumping out of the bus with his bag over his shoulder.</div>
<div id="story"><span>~*_____________________*~  </p>
<p><strong><span style="text-decoration:underline;">AFTER THE CONCERT</span></strong> </p>
<p>They walked into the hotel they were staying in, Bay Side Hotel. It was 6 metres away from the beach, and one of the most luxurious hotels around, going for R5600 a night per person. Bill closed his eyes and rested his head on the soft pillow.<br />
No amount of money could make him want to do all these concerts without a break. He wanted to do whatever he wanted. He wanted to see whatever he wanted without being noticed. He wanted to be with his brother right now. His Tomi. </p>
<p>*</p>
<p>An hour went by when Bill woke up. He saw the sun going down. It was so beautiful. More beautiful than any sunset he had ever seen in his life.<br />
He was told before he came here, that Cape Town’s sunsets were the most beautiful sunsets in the entire world. That no other country’s sunsets could compare to the beauty of a Cape Town sunset. He watched with a smile on his face, at how the sun went down and the night rose. The beach was empty, but the tide wasn’t that high. He walked out of the hotel room and to the bar, where his brother sat. Bill slowly approached his twin and lightly, patted him on the shoulder. Tom turned around and saw Bill standing behind him, and a huge smile grew across his face. He patted on the empty seat next to him, and Bill sat down next to his brother. </p>
<p>“What were you doing all day? We were looking for you.” Tom asked his brother. Bill leaned his head against Tom’s shoulder and sighed happily. </p>
<p>“I was sleeping.” He simply said. </p>
<p>“Without me?” Tom joked and took the drink off the table that he’d just bought. Bill softly hit his brother and giggled. “Want anything?” </p>
<p>“Can I have a_” </p>
<p>“No alcohol! Remember what happened the last time? Seriously now, I thought you were going to rape me,” Tom cut Bill off. </p>
<p>“Tomi, you know I’d never touch you like that!” </p>
<p>“When you’re sober, yes, when you’re drunk… I can’t be too sure.” Bill pouted, but it didn’t work with his brother. Tom knew Bill too well. He was numb to Bill’s sad faces, although sometimes it did get to him. </p>
<p>“Fine, I’ll have a coke, please,” Bill closed his eyes and softly smiled. “Hmm… your shoulder is nice.” Bill moaned softly. </p>
<p>“You never had anything to drink today? Did you?” Bill shook his head slowly. “Good. Here comes your drink,” </p>
<p>“I don’t want to get off you,” </p>
<p>“Just get off.” Tom pushed Bill’s head up and Bill grunted. He took a sip from the coke. </p>
<p>~*______________________*~</p>
<p>Tom walked Bill into his hotel room. Bill asked if Tom could tuck him in, like they used to do when they were younger and touring together. Tom didn’t say no, and he was standing with Bill as he got changed. Bill took off his tight black sweater, and his tight black jeans, and threw them over the chair in his room. He was now standing in his boxers in front of his twin, nothing new to Tom. </p>
<p>“Tomi, can I borrow one of your shirts, please?” Tom rolled his eyes and nodded. </p>
<p>“Give me a second, I’ll go fetch it.” Bill nodded and his brother walked out of the room. </p>
<p>Tom came in a minute or two later with a large black t-shirt. He threw it over to Bill, who put it on quickly. Tom smiled when he saw his twin in his clothes. Bill always looked cute in Tom’s clothes, and Tom loved to see him in them. </p>
<p>“You look like a gothic version of me, or one of my one night stands,” Tom giggled. Bill pulled a face of disgust when Tom mentioned the one-night stands. </p>
<p>“How many girls have slept in this shirt?” </p>
<p>“None, this is my special shirt,” </p>
<p>“Then why are you letting me sleep in it?” </p>
<p>“Because, it’s a special shirt, and you’re special, so special and special go together,” Bill giggled and held the hem of Tom’s shirt. He sat down on the bed and patted for Tom to come sit down next to him. </p>
<p>“Tomi, can you… please?” Tom knew exactly what Bill wanted him to do and he nodded. </p>
<p>“You’re the only person who gets to hear me sing, now get your small booty into that bed and under the covers, or else I wont sing. Bill giggled and did as he was told. He lifted the duvet slowly and got in. Tom covered the Bill with the duvet and brushed a few strands of Bill’s hair out of his face. “What song?” </p>
<p>“I don’t know… In Die Nacht.” A goofy smile made its way on Bill’s face as he looked at his brother roll his eyes. “You sing it better than me!” </p>
<p>“I don’t agree on that, but thank you.” Tom said and began singing. </p>
<p><em>In mir </em></p>
<p><em>Wird es langsam kalt </em></p>
<p><em>Wie lang </p>
<p>Können wir beide hier noch sein </p>
<p>Bleib hier </p>
<p>Schatten wollen mich holen </p>
<p>Doch wenn wir gehen</p>
<p></em><em>Dann gehen wir nur zu zweit</em></p>
<p>Tom stopped to take a look at his twin. Bill motioned for him to go on, and he did. </p>
<p><em>Du bist </em></p>
<p><em>Alles was ich bin </em></p>
<p><em>Und alles was durch meine Adern fließt </p>
<p>Immer werden wir uns tragen </p>
<p>Egal wohin wir fahren </p>
<p>Egal wie tief </p>
<p>Ich will da nicht allein sein </p>
<p>Lass uns gemeinsam </p>
<p>In die Nacht </p>
<p>Irgendwann wird es Zeit sein </p>
<p>Lass uns gemeinsam </p>
<p></em><em>In die Nacht.</em></p>
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<p>And with that last line, Bill was asleep. Tom looked at the sleeping form in front of him. He smiled, and quickly placed a small kiss on Bill’s forehead. </p>
<p>“I love you, Billa.” Tom said before softly closing the door and walking into his room.</p></div>
<div><!--more--><strong>End Chapter Notes:</strong> So... not a character death one shot. Hehe...</div>
<p>I love cute brotherly love... Now review and I'll give you a...<br />
Hmm...<br />
I don't know... whatever you want.<br />
I'm loaded with Tokio Hotel ZAR (Money)</p>
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<link>http://fairjinx.wordpress.com/?p=3</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 17 Aug 2008 23:45:07 +0000</pubDate>
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<guid>http://fairjinx.de.wordpress.com/2008/08/17/allow-me-to-introduce-myself/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[I wish I started this internet blogging back towards the beginning of the year.
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I wish I started this internet blogging back towards the beginning of the year.</p>
<p>I would love to be able to go back and re-read all the documented moments I've dealt with this year. I suppose I might as well start now though, so eventually I'll have nothi--- I mean something to look back on. Wow I don't really know why I automatically started typing "nothing".</p>
<p>I suppose that's a bad omen for the rest of this blogging experience.</p>
<p>Moving on.</p>
<p>I'm sitting here on my new laptop, typing away and listening to Tokio Hotel. I just got back from Otakon last weekend and wasn't home for more than an hour before I had to run to catch a plane out to Detroit. There I saw Tokio Hotel live and in the front row. Forgive me for bragging, but I was very excited.</p>
<p>Anywho, I shall begin the introduction.</p>
<p>My name is Abigail, and this will probably be one of the few times I mention that. I'm just starting college this fall-- actually in about two weeks I'll be moving into my apartment in DC to begin my new college life! That's right, an apartment, not a dorm, how thrilling!</p>
<p>Looks like my new friend just decided to send me a picture text showing off how he is currently at a DragonForce concert. I am indeed jealous.</p>
<p>I'm often impressed by smaller details and gestures rather than whatever it is as a whole.</p>
<p>I prefer to be around people who can have and create fun from so little. Roaming and wandering is always enjoyable - let the day go where it may. Hell, making fun from nothing is even more impressive to me.</p>
<p>I dislike feeling the stress of needing to entertain someone else. I prefer equal effort in conversations or anything.</p>
<p>Oh yes, and I have the potential to be a fangirl, so caution about that. I'm a huge Final Fantasy junkie. Infact, my cosplay from Otakon 2008 was actually a mix of two characters. Rikku from Final Fantasy X-2 with a Cloud Strife (Final Fantasy VII) dressphere. A.k.a...</p>
[caption id="attachment_4" align="aligncenter" width="342" caption="First Class Soldier, Rikku!"]<a href="http://fairjinx.deviantart.com/art/Otakon-2008-Rikku-Cloud-II-95157371"><img class="size-full wp-image-4" src="http://fairjinx.wordpress.com/files/2008/08/9.png" alt="First Class Soldier, Rikku!" width="342" height="510" /></a>[/caption]
<p>Well? It took a months work, off and on. Otakon paid off very well this year. Not only was my ego increased by the minute, but I met an Angeal cosplayer who I'm still intouch with, and that doesn't happen often after Otakon.</p>
<p>Ok, closing this up now.</p>
<p>Bye!</p>
<p>-Fairjinx</p>
<p>I'll post more about my Tokio Hotel concert next time :) I have pictures!</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Kaulitz twin's candid pics...]]></title>
<link>http://thomay.wordpress.com/?p=963</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 02 Aug 2008 08:24:35 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>thomay</dc:creator>
<guid>http://thomay.de.wordpress.com/2008/08/02/kaulitz-twins-candid-pics/</guid>
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Some Russian website had these candid pics of the Kaulitz twins on vacation, and Bill's not wearing a lick of makeup! So, who's the hotter twin? Does Bill only look good with 60 lbs. of guyliner and enough hairspray to kill every living creature within a 1-mile radius?</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Bill Kaulitz WP]]></title>
<link>http://freiheitsterne89.wordpress.com/?p=35</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 05 Jun 2008 23:57:57 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Jason</dc:creator>
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<title><![CDATA[Tokio Hotel goes to the loo with bodyguards]]></title>
<link>http://freiheitsterne89.wordpress.com/?p=33</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 05 Jun 2008 02:39:03 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>hearttyes</dc:creator>
<guid>http://freiheitsterne89.de.wordpress.com/2008/06/04/tokio-hotel-goes-to-the-loo-with-bodyguards/</guid>
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They were the winners of the VIVA Comet evening, taking away four of the most sought-after music pr]]></description>
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<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">They were the winners of the VIVA Comet evening, taking away four of the most sought-after music prizes.</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">It's clear that Tokio Hotel boys crashed out at the aftershow party. They celebrated their mega-triumph until 6 in the morning! <em><span style="color:#ffcc66;">"I'm so happy that I'm finally able to talk to someone in German again,"</span></em> said Bill Kaulitz (18), </span><span style="color:#ffcc66;"><em>"our English is so incredibly bad, unbelievable."</em></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">Bill, as well as his brother Tom (18 ) and band members Georg (19) and Gustav (21), interrupted their widely acclaimed tour through the USA and Canada for the Comet awards. Overseas, they "struggled through, but was not really great" with their school-standard English.  Sadly for Bill, he lost his diamond ring at the party.  Much crazier was that four bodyguards cleared the toilets of everyone else for the Kaulitz brothers and blocked the door with their broad shoulders. Self-styled "superstar" Mark Medlock (29) and singer Jimi Blue Ochsenknecht (16) had to wait to do a wee. </span></p>
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<div><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><span style="text-decoration:underline;">Pictured here</span></strong></span></div>
<div><span style="color:#ff0000;">The ring Bill lost.     </span></div>
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<div><span style="color:#ff0000;">Not sure when he lost it but </span></div>
<div><span style="color:#ff0000;">it ist gone not too long </span></div>
<div><span style="color:#ff0000;">after that shot was taken   </span></div>
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<title><![CDATA[Destroyed Bus Stop to be Rebuilt]]></title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 05:14:32 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[May 3, 2008 - pre story:
Bus Stop Outside Twins Home Destroyed!
Bus stop shelter infront of Tom und ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">May 3, 2008 - pre story:</span></p>
<div class="top"><strong><span style="text-decoration:underline;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Bus Stop Outside Twins Home Destroyed!</span></span></strong></div>
<div class="top"><span style="color:#330000;">Bus stop shelter infront of Tom und Bill's home in Loitsche torn down by suspected TH Anti-fans.  No one has been charge with the crime at of yet.</span></div>
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<div class="top"><img class="center" src="http://nd.blog.cz/t/tokio-hotel-de.blog.cz/obrazky/27348808.jpg" alt="tokio-hotel-de.blog.cz" width="480" height="359" />  </div>
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<div class="top"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">UP-DATE</span></strong></div>
<div class="top"><strong><span style="text-decoration:underline;"><span style="font-size:medium;color:#ff0000;">Destroyed fan meeting place is rebuilt</span></span></strong></div>
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<div class="top"><span style="color:#330000;"> The wrecked bus stop's small house should be rebuilt according to decision of district council Loitsche, reports the newspaper "Magdeburger Volksstimme". </span></p>
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<div><span style="color:#330000;">The  small wooden house near the parental home of band members Bill and Tom Kaulitz had developed to a club for fans. Youngsters had destroyed the small house decorated with declarations of love four weeks ago.</span></div>
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<div><span style="color:#330000;">Now it should be established anew in the center of the municipality, virtually as an official place of pilgrimage for Tokyo hotel fans!<br />
Souvenir hunter paid attention: The municipality wants to auction the old wooden parts of the broken small house on the Internet.</span></div>
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<link>http://freiheitsterne89.wordpress.com/?p=30</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 00:44:48 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Jason</dc:creator>
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<title><![CDATA[Toronto - Sound Academy (May 16th, 2008)]]></title>
<link>http://freiheitsterne89.wordpress.com/?p=18</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 24 May 2008 21:27:39 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Jason</dc:creator>
<guid>http://freiheitsterne89.de.wordpress.com/2008/05/24/toronto-sound-academy-may-16th-2008/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Tokio Hotel performing : Friday, May 16th, @ the Sound Academy. Toronto, Ontario!  Tamara got this.
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<title><![CDATA[Avatars (4)]]></title>
<link>http://freiheitsterne89.wordpress.com/?p=15</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 24 May 2008 19:17:57 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Jason</dc:creator>
<guid>http://freiheitsterne89.de.wordpress.com/2008/05/24/avatars-3/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Aus dem schönen, Tamara.  
   
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align:left;">Aus dem schönen, <a href="mailto:orlandobloomsbabe@gmail.com">Tamara</a>.  </p>
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<title><![CDATA[Wer gefällt Dir besser? Benjamin Herd oder Bill Kaulitz?]]></title>
<link>http://billkaulitzblog.wordpress.com/?p=12</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 04 Mar 2008 16:43:25 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Bill Kaulitz Blog</dc:creator>
<guid>http://billkaulitzblog.de.wordpress.com/2008/03/04/wer-gefallt-dir-besser-benjamin-herd-oder-bill-kaulitz/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[28.2.2008 10:49
Hier wieder mal eine Umfrage. Wer ist für euch süsser, cooler oder sexier? Benjami]]></description>
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<p>Hier wieder mal eine Umfrage. Wer ist für euch süsser, cooler oder sexier? Benjamin Herd von DSDS oder Bill Kaulitz von Tokio Hotel. Eines haben Sie ja gemeinsam, von beiden wird behauptet sie seien schwul ...</p>
<h2 class="section">Kommentare aus dem alten Blog</h2>
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<h3><b>[<a href="http://billkaulitz.blog.ch/0802/wer-gef-llt-dir-besser-benjamin-herd-oder-bill-kaulitz#komentar-24023">1</a>]</b> <b>Stefanie</b>, <a href="mailto:s.klare%20%28at%29%20bluewin.ch">mail</a>, 28.2.2008 14:38</h3>
<p>Ich finde Benjamin Herd viel geiler.<br />
Bei ihm kann man sagen er ist der geile, sexy Typ von<br />
DSDS.<br />
Beni du bist der geilste</p></div>
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<h3><b>[<a href="http://billkaulitz.blog.ch/0802/wer-gef-llt-dir-besser-benjamin-herd-oder-bill-kaulitz#komentar-24033">2</a>]</b> <b>Simone Vera</b>, <a href="mailto:simone.halbeisen%20%28at%29%20bluewin.ch">mail</a>, 28.2.2008 16:16</h3>
<p>Wir finden Benjamin Herd so geil und süss<br />
er ist natürlich unentlich mal besser als Bill diese SCHWULE SAU !!! und wir finden es behindert das man sagt Benjmin sei schwul die sind nur eifersüchtig weil er so GEIL ist</p>
<p>Vera<br />
und Simone</p></div>
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<h3><b>[<a href="http://billkaulitz.blog.ch/0802/wer-gef-llt-dir-besser-benjamin-herd-oder-bill-kaulitz#komentar-24039">3</a>]</b> <b>selin</b>, 28.2.2008 17:20</h3>
<p>benjamin ist einfach geil und bill ist scheissssssssssssse</p></div>
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<h3><b>[<a href="http://billkaulitz.blog.ch/0802/wer-gef-llt-dir-besser-benjamin-herd-oder-bill-kaulitz#komentar-24063">4</a>]</b> <b>debby</b>, 28.2.2008 21:26</h3>
<p>benjamin herd ist der geilste ya und bill kaulitz ist scheisze ya ich könnte den so eine runterhauen aber der benni ist einfach nur hamma</p></div>
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<h3><b>[<a href="http://billkaulitz.blog.ch/0802/wer-gef-llt-dir-besser-benjamin-herd-oder-bill-kaulitz#komentar-24072">5</a>]</b> <b>gbuschido</b>, <a href="mailto:gbuschido%20%28at%29%20aol.com">mail</a>, 28.2.2008 23:18</h3>
<p>der beni sieht einfach besser aus.der bill solte sich mal nen neuen stylisten suchen!!!</p>
<p><span style="font-weight:bold;"> Schreib Deine Meinung ... </span></div>
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<title><![CDATA[Phänomen Castingshows]]></title>
<link>http://jonas234.wordpress.com/?p=28</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2008 12:03:34 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>jonas234</dc:creator>
<guid>http://jonas234.de.wordpress.com/2008/02/19/phanomen-castingshows/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Seit mehr als 20 Jahren gibt es nun Castingshows, am Anfang nicht so erfolgreicht, heute jedoch mit ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Seit mehr als 20 Jahren gibt es nun Castingshows, am Anfang nicht so erfolgreicht, heute jedoch mit guten 40% der Einschaltquoten der 13-20 jährigen. Doch was macht diese Shows so Erfolgreich, um diesem Phänomen auf den Grund zu gehen, muss man sich erstmal die Geschichte der Castingshows angucken.</p>
<p>Im Jahre 1978 wird die Gong Show in England eingeführt und kurz darauf auch bei uns . Jedoch wurde die Show kurz darauf, auf Grund geringer Einschaltquoten abgesetzt. 10 Jahre später gab es einen erneuten Versuch diese Show einzuführen, doch auch dieser scheiterte an zu geringen Einschaltquoten. Im Jahre 2000 entstand dann die erste erfolgreiche Castingsshow Deutschlands, auf  RTL2 mit den Namen "Popstars". Die Idee hatte der Neuseeländer "Jonathan Dowling". Nach dem die Sendung bereits erfolgreich in diversen Ländern angelaufen war, wurden sich die Lizenz relativ schnell gesichert. Im Laufe der Zeit, inzwischen läuft die 6. Staffel, wechselte die Sendung von RTL2 nach Pro7. Die erfolgreichste der Bands war wohl die Band "No Angels". Die neueste Band ist die Band "Room 2012", die im Jahre 2007 gegründet wurde. Im Jahre 2002 schlug dann RTL zurück und erfand "Deutschland sucht den Superstar", die an die englische Show "Pop Idol" angelehnt ist. Hierbei ist der bekannteste Sänger wohl "Mark Metlock", der im Jahre 2008 den Echo gewann. Alle Sieger der Sendungen die auf den Format von "Pop Idol" ,aus dem Jahre 2002/2003, beruhen wurden zu einem internationalen Wettbewerb eingeladen, bei dem der deutsche Kandidat vorletzter wurde. Natürlich konnte sich Sat1 sowas nicht gefallen lassen, somit nahmen sie "Star Search" ins Programm auf, eine Castingshow aus den USA, die unter anderem Britney Spears und Justin Timberlake hervorgebracht hat. In Deutschland war wohl der bekannteste Gewinner Bill Kaulitz, der im Bereich Music Act 10-15 teilnahm und heute für Tokio Hotel singt. Das besondere an dieser Show ist, dass sie nicht nur Musik beinhaltet, sondern auch andere Arten, wie zum Beispiel Models. Deswegen gibt es seit dem Jahre 2006 auf Pro7 die Castingshow "Germany's Next Topmodel", auch diese Show kommt letzendlich aus Amerika. 2003/2004 gelang dann Stefan Raab das Meisterstück, er übertraf alle andern Castingshows, mit der Sendung "SSDSGPS"  (Stefan sucht den Super-Grand-Prix-Star), denn hiermit schuf er eine Parodie zu den andern Sendungen und übertraf diese sogar vom musikalischen Niveau her. Stefan Raab gewann für diese Sendung den Grimme Preis, welcher wohl der renomierteste Preis für Sendungen in Deutschland ist. 2007 startete er dann eine Nachfolger Castingshow mit den Namen "SSDSDSSWEMUGABRTLAD". Diese Abkürzung bedeutet "Stefan sucht den Superstar, der singen soll, was er möchte, und gerne auch bei RTL auftreten darf". Der Name entstand im April 2007, als Max Buskohl bei TV Total der Sendung von Stefan Raab auftreten wollte und ihm dieses verboten wurde, da der Vertrag dieses untersagte. Zuerst startete er eine Aktion mit den Namen "Freiheit für Max Buskohl", in der er ein Photo von ihm im Stil von RAF Entführungsopfern zeigte. Nachdem diese Aktion die von Kritikern als PR Aktion (die Aktion sorgte übrigens für einigen Wirbel) nicht besonders erfolgreich war, startete er diese Show. Das besondere war, dass die Kandidaten sich selbst entscheiden konnte, ob sie was bekanntes oder eine eigene Produktion singen wollten. Die neueste Art der Castingshows ist wohl die Sendung "The Next Uri Geller", in der die Kandidaten ihre mentalen Fähigkeiten und ihre angeblich übernatürlichen Kräfte zeigen sollen.</p>
<p>Doch was ist nun eine Castingshow? Eine Castingshow besteht aus Kandidaten, die auf Grund ihres Talentes, probieren diese Show zu gewinnen.</p>
<p>Die Frage ist was eine solche Show so erfolgreicht macht. Das Paradebeispiel hierfür ist wohl "DSDS", denn mit ihren Juror Dieter Bohlen haben sie genau den richtigen gefunden. Denn er kennt keine Moralvorstellungen so kann er jeden Kandidaten auf schärfste demütigen. Aus diesen Demütigen und den stark überschätzten Selbstbewusstsein der Kandidaten besteht die Sendung. Denn dort sind so schlechte Kandidaten, die glauben sie könnten wirklich singen, dass man kein Mitleid mit denen haben kann. Somit beruht das ganze System eigentlich auf Schadensfreude erzeugt durch die unmoralische Kritik von Dieter Bohlen.</p>
<p>Seit dem Zusammenbruch eines Schülers bei "Deutschland sucht den Superstar" ermittelt nun der Jugendschutz, denn sie befürchten das die Sendung die Entwicklung gemeinschaftsfähiger Persönlichkeiten stören könnte. Schon letztes Jahr wurden die Verantwortlichen der Sendung ermahnt, es scheint sich jedoch auf den ersten Blick nicht verändert zu haben.</p>
<p>Ein weiterer Grund ist wohl, dass der Schüler als gescheiterter Kandidat zu Hause angerufen wird und dort beleidigt wird und RTL nichts dagegen unternimmt.</p>
<p>Somit wird man abwarten müssen, was demnächst mit der Sendung passiert, beziehungsweise ob sich  dort was ändert, was allen zu wünschen wäre.</p>
<p>Quellen:</p>
<p>- Spiegel vom 11.2.2008</p>
<p>- <a HREF="http://www.spiegel.de/panorama/0,1518,532506,00.html" TITLE="http://www.spiegel.de/panorama/0,1518,532506,00.html">Jugendschützer ermitteln gegen DSDS (Spiegel)</a></p>
<p>- <a HREF="http://www.spiegel.de/panorama/0,1518,532138,00.html" TITLE="http://www.spiegel.de/panorama/0,1518,532138,00.html">"Ich bin völlig fertig" (Spiegel)</a></p>
<p>- <a HREF="http://www.spiegel.de/panorama/0,1518,535795,00.html" TITLE="http://www.spiegel.de/panorama/0,1518,535795,00.html">"Hab' ich die Haare schön?" (Spiegel)</a></p>
<p>-  <a HREF="http://www.spiegel.de/panorama/0,1518,535544,00.html" TITLE="http://www.spiegel.de/panorama/0,1518,535544,00.html">"Wenn Bohlen sich freut, haben wir ein Problem" (Spiegel)</a></p>
<p>- <a HREF="http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Castingshow" TITLE="http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Castingshow">Castingshows (Wikipedia)</a></p>
<p>- <a HREF="http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deutschland_sucht_den_Superstar" TITLE="http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deutschland_sucht_den_Superstar">DSDS (Wikipedia)</a></p>
<p>- <a HREF="http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Popstars" TITLE="http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Popstars">Popstars (Wikipedia)</a></p>
<p>- <a HREF="http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Star_Search" TITLE="http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Star_Search">Star Search (Wikipedia)</a></p>
<p>- <a HREF="http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/SSDSGPS#SSDSGPS" TITLE="http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/SSDSGPS#SSDSGPS">SSDSGPPS (Wikipedia)</a></p>
<p>- <a HREF="http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/SSDSGPS#SSDSDSSWEMUGABRTLAD" TITLE="http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/SSDSGPS#SSDSDSSWEMUGABRTLAD">SSDSDSSWEMUGRTLAD (Wikipedia) </a></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Tokio Hotel in Amerika und nicht beim Echo 08]]></title>
<link>http://billkaulitzblog.wordpress.com/2008/01/24/tokio-hotel-in-amerika-und-nicht-beim-echo-08/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 24 Jan 2008 08:49:01 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[ Tokio Hotel mit Ihrem Frontmann Bill Kaulitz werden an der diesjährigen Echoverleihung nicht dabei]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p> Tokio Hotel mit Ihrem Frontmann Bill Kaulitz werden an der diesjährigen Echoverleihung nicht dabei sein. Sie rocken grad in den USA ab und können daher nicht gleichzeitig in Berlin sein. Aber RTL werden sicher eine Videoschaltung in die USA zustande bringen, um Georg, Gustav, Tom und Bill zum Preis zu gratulieren.</p>
<p>Den Tokio Hotel Fans sind treu und voten was das Zeug hält :)</p>
<p>Liegt vielleicht noch ein kurzer Urlaub in Amerika drinn?</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Ist Bill Kaulitz schwul? Wäre dass das Ende von Tokio Hotel?]]></title>
<link>http://billkaulitzblog.wordpress.com/2008/01/13/ist-bill-kaulitz-schwul-ware-dass-das-ende-von-tokio-hotel/</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 14:45:47 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Bill Kaulitz ist der Frontmann von Tokio Hotel, der wohl angesagtesten Teenager-Band Europas. Bill f]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Bill Kaulitz ist der Frontmann von Tokio Hotel, der wohl angesagtesten Teenager-Band Europas. Bill fiel schon als junge durch sein eigenen Stile auf und dieser ist wohl auch mit ein Grund für den Erfolg der Teenieband, ein Erfolg der nicht nur Geld in die eigenen Taschen spühlt, sondern auch in die der ganzen Leute im Umfeld.</p>
<p>Viel zu reden gab in letzter Zeit die Frage "steht Bill nicht nur auf Mädchen oder ist Bill Kaulitz gar etwa Schwul?" Ein Alptraum für seine wohl zu 90 Prozent weibliche Fangemeinde oder eine geschickte Marketingstrategie?</p>
<p>Genau in der Nacht, in der die Zwillinge Bill und Tom ihren 18. Geburtstag in Hamburg feierten, will ein französischer Journalist das Outing von Bill auf einer angeblich offiziellen Site auf mySpace gesehen haben. Nur Stunden später war das Statement von Bill Kaulitz "ich stehe auf Jungs" wieder verschwunden, Internet machts möglich.</p>
<p>Erst wurden alle Interviewtermine abgesagt und dann kam die Erlösung für die weiblichen Fans. Bill meint er sei nicht Schwul.</p>
<p>Was war jetzt das? Ein Outing, dass in die Vermarktungsstrategie "Teenieband" nicht passt oder eine gezielte Aktion um wieder in aller Munde zu sein? Sogar RTL explosiv recherchierte, fannd jedoch nichts raus.</p>
<p>Wieso hat sich der Journalist die Seite nicht gespeichert. Ist doch ein Grundsatz im Journalismus, Beweise zu sammeln also ein Printscreen erstellen, ein Foto mache, Text, IP usw. Aber Beweise gibt es nicht ... Bill weis genau, wenn er das machen würde, wäre es das Aus für Tokio Hotel.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Tom und Bill Kaulitz von Tokio Hotel auf den Malediven]]></title>
<link>http://billkaulitzblog.wordpress.com/2008/01/13/tom-und-bill-kaulitz-von-tokio-hotel-auf-den-malediven/</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 14:31:12 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Wo sind den Bill und Tom von Tokio Hotel?
Richtig! Sie geniesen Sonne, Strand und Meer auf den sonni]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="article">Wo sind den Bill und Tom von Tokio Hotel?</div>
<div class="article">Richtig! Sie geniesen Sonne, Strand und Meer auf den sonnigen Malediven. Auch haben es die Zwillinge Tom und Bill von Tokio Hotel schön, wohl alle ihre Fans drücken zuhause die Schulbank im kalten Europa und die Twins liegen an der Sonne, relaxen im Wirlpool oder gehen im Meer baden.</div>
<div class="article"> Na Bill und Tom erholt euch gut für die Konzerttour ;)Fasst vergessen ... Bilder gibt es z. B. hier: <a href="http://www.bild.t-online.de/BILD/leute/star-news/2008/01/10/tokio-hotel/beach-boys,geo=3443278.html">Bill und Tom machen Urlaub auf bild.de</a></div>
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