.:[W i r e x x x]:.:[v1]:.:[I s l a n d s - o f - d e s t i n y//S o r a]:.

I finished my 10 Passions for LeonxSora

Mon, 20 Feb 2006 07:19:08 GMT

Title: In the moonlight
Author: airiechan
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: SoraxLeon
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 873
Warnings: Yaoi [Slash...BOYXBOY]
Disclaimer: I do not own KH or Leon or Sora...meh...or Leon's sexy belts...thank you for reminding me Amanda...who I hate right now >__> [KIDDING!]

"I'm not a kid Leon, you don't have to hold my hand!" Sora complained, snatching his hand from Leon's. Leon sighed and buried his face in his hands. Poor little Sora, he just didn't get it.

"Hey...how about we go for a swim?" Riku suggested, much to Leon's displeasure. He had never liked Riku, Why? Well it wasn't hard to figure out: Riku was a man stealer. He especially liked to steal Leon's men, not that Sora was his...yet.

Sora stood quickly and started to follow Riku to the beach.
"You coming Leon?" Sora asked, turning to him. Leon contemplated this for a second. Did he want to see Sora shirtless or wallow in self-pity?

"Yeah...I guess," he said, standing and walking next to Riku who kept glancing at him.

Once at the beach, Leon sat in the sand and watched the other two boys splash and swim and laugh. Leon had never liked water; there was just something so sinister about it. Not to mention what had happened when he was younger.

His mind started to drift off to the night that it had happened, but he felt something hit him. It was cold and wet. He took a deep, gasping breath and started choking. It was water.

He opened his eyes wide and stood up faster than he should have. He saw Sora and then Riku standing in front of him.

"--Water..." Sora said, finishing a sentence. Leon studied him.

"What the hell happened?" He asked in a stern voice.

"You..um..." Sora said stumbling over his words, only to have Riku finish them.

"You zoned out, so we tried to get you back with water."

"He..." Sora corrected, "I...I didn't want to..."

"Get me back or splash me with water?" Leon asked, hoping it was the latter.

"Splash you...I know...how much you...um..." Sora trailed off, not willing to finish the sentence. Leon nodded, showing he understood.

"Let's leave...it's starting to get dark as it is..." Riku suggested, obviously uncomfortable with the way Leon was staring at Sora.

"No, Riku...you go ahead, I'm going to stay here awhile and watch the sun go down," Sora said, a little dazed by Leon's stare.

"I'll walk you back," Leon suggested, breaking eye contact with Sora. Riku nodded.

"Thank you Leon," he said through his teeth. Sora stared at the ground and turned his back to them, gathering up his clothes and sitting down on a towel to put them back on. Leon sighed and watched him for a little while before he felt Riku take his hand.

"I'm not a kid Riku," Leon said rudely, "I don't need you to hold my hand." Riku glared at him and Leon spun on his heel, turning his back to Sora and heading away with Riku at his heels.

It seemed like an eternity of silence had passed over them before they reached Riku's house. It was then that Riku spoke.

"Listen Leon," Riku said, "I've noticed the way you look at Sora and you had better get it through your thick skull, that he is mine. You got that? Mine." Leon stared down at Riku with a calm expression of his face.

"How about we let him choose." Riku crossed his arms and leaned back against his doorway.

"No, he's mine and you know it."

"What's the matter Riku?" Leon asked, tauntingly, "Are you not confident in your relationship skills?" Riku growled and placed a finger on Leon's chest, burrowing it as deep as he could through all the muscle.

"Listen, He's mine, Squall Leonhart, and you can't have him." Leon glared at him and took his hand off of his chest, squeezing it tight.

"I told you, It's Leon." With that said Leon turned on his heel and left Riku standing there with a very sore hand.

Once he knew he was out of Riku's sight, he ran. The sun was almost down and he hoped that Sora was still there at the beach.

When he got there, he felt a pang of fear in his heart. He didn't see him, well, at least not right away.

"Sora!" He yelled and someone turned around quickly and started to run towards him. Leon smiled.

"Leon!" Sora said with a smile, jumping into his arms. Leon stood there, like a rock, a soft purr of passion going through his throat.

"Care to join me for a little moonlit walk around the bay?" Leon asked after a little while of the two of them staring up at the stars.

"It sounds so official," Sora whispered, causing both of them to laugh, "and of course...I've never been on a moonlit walk before." Leon smiled.

"Then you're in for a treat." Leon stood, taking Sora up with him and started to walk. At first that had small conversation, but that stopped when both of them were just thankful for the silence. It was so peaceful, the crickets chirping, the sound of the water, owls hooting...

After awhile, Leon took Sora's hand, half expecting him to yank it away again, but Sora never did he only gave it a reassuring squeeze that made Leon smile in a way he never had before, but then again...the moonlight can do crazy things.

Title: The wind.
Author: airiechan
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: SoraxLeon
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 900
Warnings: Yaoi [Slash...BOYXBOY]
Disclaimer: I do not own KH or Leon or Sora...meh...or Leon's sexy belts...thank you for reminding me Amanda...who I hate right now >__> [KIDDING!]

Sora pulled his knees to his and shivered. The wind was howling like a pack of rabid wolves and he just couldn’t take it. It was both extremely frightening and stressful at the same time. As he had been laying there howl after howl filled the air and it seemed to get louder each time. He felt his heart beat faster with every whistling wind. He whimpered pathetically into his pillow and squeezed his eyes shut tightly.

Although no matter what he did the wind just kept howling and whistling assaulting his ears and making his heart pound faster than the poor muscle could take. If this kept up he’d have a heart attack before he reached his old age.

Soon, Sora got frustrated and flung himself off of the side of his bed and walked out into the other room where he believed it would be safer from the wild wind. As soon as he exited the wind gave another pitiful howling sound. Sora jumped giving off a loud squeak and he clung to the nearest thing he could which just so happened to be the couch. As he clung to it, he brushed against something soft and warm he recognized to be human skin. His heart raced again and he forgot about the wind for a brief moment as he fell backwards onto the floor.

He closed his eye tightly once he had made contact and refused to open them until he felt comfortable with his surroundings. He opened them slightly, letting them adjust to the darkened room. Once they were as adjusted as they were going to get, Sora surveyed the room. Soon, he made contact with another pair of eyes. He jumped at the sight, but thank goodness it wasn’t noticeable.

“Sora?” A deep, male, voice asked. Sora was surprised at how deep it was. The wind howled again, making him wince. He gave a whimper in reply to the other man’s question. This earned him a look of the utmost concern. “What’s wrong?” The man’s voice was so quiet Sora was surprised he could hear it over the ferocity of the wind. The man pulled himself up into a sitting position and finally, Sora recognized him.

“Leon…?” Sora asked releasing a breath he didn’t know he had been holding in. Leon shifted at his name as the answer to Sora’s question.

“Are you okay?” Leon asked again. Sora sighed.

“Fine,” he said lamely. Leon didn’t seem very convinced at Sora’s latest statement. He reached out and brushed his fingertips against Sora’s cheek. Startled, Sora backed away from him. Sorrow flashed in Leon’s, but as soon as it had come it was gone, Sora barely noticed it.

“What are you doing out here anyway?” Sora asked. He was trying to change the subject again, like he always did when he had made people feel uncomfortable. Leon shrugged and blinked before he gave an answer.

“The wind…” he said flatly. It was a simple reply and it pleased Sora for reasons beyond his comprehension. Now, that was the Leon he knew!

“So, it’s quieter out here?” Leon only nodded and Sora smiled once more. Silence overtook them, but it wasn’t uncomfortable it was a warm and comfortable silence that they both appreciated.

Soon, after a long break the wind started to howl again. Sora shivered at the noise and Leon stopped dozing long enough to glance over at him.

“Scared?” Leon asked, his arms crossed firmly across his well built chest muscles.

“Yes,” Sora answered, a slight blush forming across his cheeks. This earned a smile from Leon, something Sora had never seen before. It was nice in a sense, that Leon trusted him enough to show him his smile.

"Don't be..." Leon said slidin off of the couch and kneeling next to Sora. He leaned over him so that he could whisper something in his ear. Sora gulped and his blushed deepened. Leon was so close he could feel the heat coming from his body, he could hear his heart beating and he could feel his breath against his neck. His heart pounded in rhythm with Leon’s.

“Well,” Leon whispered seductively into his ear, “we’ll just have to change that.” Sora gulped once more.

“What?” He asked, caught a little off guard by Leon’s tone, but his voice was lost in the angry howl the wind gave.

Leon pulled Sora close to his chest, embracing his body against his. Sora could feel the heat even more now, but that was expected. Leon removed an arm from Sora’s waist and reached back to grab his blanket from the couch. Both of them fell to the floor in seconds. Their bodies were so close together Sora doubted they needed a blanket at all. Sora felt Leon nuzzle his neck gently. Sora let out a small cat-like mewl that earned a purr from deep in Leon’s throat; Sora liked that sound.

The calm that he felt in this position was getting to him now and his eyelids were beginning to droop slightly. The wind had died down to a wonderful lullaby now that he was caught in Leon’s arms. Sora hummed along with it until sleep overtook him. Leon smiled down at the boy in his arms and brushed his lips against Sora’s before he followed in his footsteps. And the wind howled in his distance singing its lullaby to the world.

Title: No-oh
Author: airiechan
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: SoraxLeon
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 149
Warnings: Yaoi [Slash...BOYXBOY]
Disclaimer: I do not own KH or Leon or Sora...meh...or Leon's sexy belts...thank you for reminding me Amanda...who I hate right now >__> [KIDDING!]

"Leon?" Sora asked, making the older man look up from the book his wad reading and peer over the rim of his reading glasses.

"Hm?" He asked.

"Have you ever been kissed?" Leon smiled and shook his head.

"No-oh," he said sarcastically, and Sora rolled his eyes.

"What's it feel like?" Leon looked up from his book again, catching a glimpse of the blush that barely had enough time to fade away from his face.

"What, do you want me to show you?" Leon asked, studying Sora.

"No-oh," Sora said sarcastically, and a grin spread across Leon's features. He set his book down and stood quickly, leaning down to Sora. When he was only inches away He grinned and started to tickle the boy beneath him. Sora screamed and thrashed around.

"Leon!!!" Sora screamed, "No! Leon! STOP IT!"

"This is what you get," Leon said, laughing, "for using sarcasm."

I am replacing Theme "Hidden from the world" with theme "Farewell"

Title: I didn't want...to say good-bye
Author: airiechan
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: SoraxLeon
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 621
Warnings: Yaoi [Slash...BOYXBOY]
Disclaimer: I do not own KH or Leon or Sora...meh...or Leon's sexy belts...thank you for reminding me Amanda...who I hate right now >__> [KIDDING!]

Everyone was wearing black and Sora could hear sniffles and sobs off in the distance. He didn’t understand what was going on…everything happening so fast he just couldn’t get his mind around all the events that had happened in the past few days.

He didn’t know losing someone would hurt this much, but then again this was his first terrible loss. He had a few losses in the past, but it was no one he had known or been close with. He felt tears start to well up in his eyes, but he pushed them down.

‘I wont cry, I won’t cry, I won’t cry,’ he repeated to himself over and over. He had been told a million times before this day that it was okay to cry, but somehow he doubted it. He thought of crying as weakness and he wasn’t going to show any weakness, not now, not ever. Suddenly, a thought struck him, catching his premature mind off guard.

‘But if you show no weakness, you will eventually end up cold and heartless. Too much strength is a bad thing, but too little is even worse. Make your decision now.’

The voice that told him that didn’t sound like his at all. He cringed, how was he supposed to make that decision now? Of all times why did the voice pick now…?

‘Because, all the other times you allowed yourself to cry, but now you’re just as cold as he used to be,’ the voice spat venomously. Fear and embarrassment welled up in Sora’s chest. He could feel his heart shrinking under the unbearable pressure.

“Don’t,” he said aloud, “Don’t you ever talk about him like that!” He raised his voice on the last part and this earned him looks from all the people surrounding him, but Sora didn’t care.

Tears were threatening to break through his defenses and a sob escaped his lips. He was struggling against himself and he was losing. He could hear the voice in his head laughing menacingly.

‘Losing this battle will decide your fate forever. Would you rather die and end up like him or do you want to live and show this ‘weakness’ as you call it?’

Sora growled, was that voice threatening him? He pushed his tears back farther with the anger and resentment he felt towards the voice. He was not cold, he was always nice to me. Sora’s mind reflected on all the things that had happened between them, all those special moments. Maybe he did deserve his tears, but not here where everyone else could see him. The tears he would shed were precious…if only he was still alive to see them.

‘Yes,’ the voice whispered, ‘Yes, let it all out…’

Sora took in a deep breath and stood quickly. He felt heavy like lead, but he turned and ran anyway. He ran far away, the voice echoed in his head as he did so. He ran into the forest and deep within it until he reached the center and fell upon the huge stone in the center.

It was there where he finally released his pain. Sobs erupted from his lips and tears spilled from his eyes.

“Every last one of these,” Sora started, suppressing a hiccup, “tears I shed, is dedicated to you. All of the sadness I feel, all of the torment is how much I loved you, and if you ever needed proof Leon, just remember this moment as you look upon me from the heavens…these is the last word I will ever say, Farewell.” As it all came from his mouth, he was surprised he had uttered those words, they had sounded so poetic, and not corny at all he wondered why.

Title: Cold? WAI!?
Author: airiechan
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: SoraxLeon
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 701
Warnings: Yaoi [Slash...BOYXBOY]
Disclaimer: I do not own KH or Leon or Sora...meh...or Leon's sexy belts...thank you for reminding me Amanda...who I hate right now >__> [KIDDING!]

Sora sneezed and shivered. What was it about this place? Why the hell was it so cold? Maybe it had something to do with the fact he had just gotten out of the water. Yeah, he was gonna die. Donald and Goofy were staring at him, he could feel it. He growled, taking a deep breath and straightening himself out. It made him ten times colder, but at least Donald and Goofy wouldn't worry.

"Maybe we should go back to traverse town..." Donald suggested. The town's name hit Sora straight in his heart like a bullet.

"No," he said a little too loud, "We're never going back..."

"But...don't we have to?"

"NO!" Sora yelled, wrapping his arms around him the best he could and rubbing his hands over his shoulders. Anything for warmth.

"Why Sora?" Goofy asked, "What happened?" Sora shook his head, but he knew darn well what had happened. It was that Yuffie girl...the way she hung all over him. He growled and glared at the snowy ground.

"Nothing happened..."

"Are you sure?"

"DAMMIT YES! NOTHING HAPPENED STOP PRYING!" Sora screamed. He growled and ran back to the ship.

When he got there he decided it would be good to board it so he wouldn't die from lack of heat. Donald and Goofy came back after him and boarded the ship. None of them spoke and Sora actually fell asleep, so the very worried Donald and Goofy turned the ship around and headed for Traverse.

The first people they saw there were Aerith and Yuffie. Aerith seemed a little concerned about Sora's condition since Sora was cold and his lips were blue so she forced them to come back to their apartment in Traverse town.

When they got there Aerith pointed out a bed, Donald and goofy nodded and places sora on it.

Leon entered the room, his eyes landing on Sora.

"Why is he here?" Leon asked. There was no emotion in his voice, but he was hurt...Sora's state was worrying him.

"He's got hypothermia...we need to warm him up...and we need someone to -er- well..." Aerith blushed, trying to get the words out. Leon looked at her and nodded, understanding.

"And since Goofy and Donald have fur and you and Yuffie are girls..." he said, stopping short and nodding again. "I'll do it..." Aerith nodded and herded the crowd of people out of the room. Leon forced back a cry of delight and a smile.

He approached the bed and knelt next to Sora's body.

"You have no idea how long I have been waiting to do this..." Leon whispered softly. He slowly stripped Sora of his wet clothing, trying not to make his condition worse. Leon stared at his body, he could hardly breathe.

Leon pulled the blankets over Sora and while his heart was pounding, he pulled off his own clothing. Somehow he wished Sora was awake right now, but after that fight they had...Leon sighed and settled himself under the covers next to Sora and brought them in around them.

Leon's heart was racing, Sora was so close to him he could feel is breath on his neck. Leon pulled Sora close to him in his arms and sighed against his neck. Sora stirred, feeling the warmth.

"...mm," he said, snuggling closer to Leon. Leon tensed slightly, but then he let himself relax.

"L..e..on," Sora whispered still asleep. Leon smiled and kissed his forehead.

"I'm here..." he whispered against Sora's lips. Sora's eyes opened slowly and stared into Leon's eyes and for a brief moment he actually felt safe and warm then he realized their position.

Sora screamed. Leon knew that was going to happen and he couldn't help but smile. He released the small boy and allowed him to jump from the bed, wondering when he was going to notice the fact he was naked.

Sora looked down at his body and his jaw dropped. Leon was trying so hard not to laugh.

"...WHAT HAPPENED!?" Sora demanded.

"Haven't I told you not to fall through the ice you idiot?"

“What the hell?” Sora asked, dumbfounded, “Wait…where the hell am I?” Leon smirked.

“Can’t you tell?” Sora shook his head.

“You’re at my place.”

Title: Addicted to you
Author: airiechan
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: SoraxLeon
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 443
Warnings: Yaoi [Slash...BOYXBOY]
Disclaimer: I do not own KH or Leon or Sora...meh...or Leon's sexy belts...thank you for reminding me Amanda...who I hate right now >__> [KIDDING!]

Sora turned up his stereo and launched himself into his closet. Simple Plan had been playing all day and the latest song was "Perfect." He smiled and sang along, off key, into his hair brush while he was browsing his closet for clothes and trying them on.

Riku has asked him out for dinner tonight and he wanted to look perfect...maybe it would turn Leon around...and maybe he'd break up with that whore Cloud. Sora gripped his hairbrush and growled missing almost three and a half lines of the song.

Once he was finished getting dressed, three songs had played, "Believe" by Cher, "Day late friend," By Anberlin, and "She will be loved" by Maroon 5 and "A-dicc-ted to you," by simple plan was just beginning. Sora couldn't help but smile, it completely described his feelings towards Leon. He was addicted to his touch, everything about him.

He sighed heavily and fell backwards off of his bed, knee deep in a very sexual fantasy about Leon. Giggles erupted from his throat just as someone started to pound on his door. He gasped, and tried very hard to conceal his...well, let's just say he started to repeat the pledge of allegence over and over.

The pounding wouldn't stop.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Sora said, trying to conceal the blush from his face and the perverted thoughts from his mind.

When he opened the door he was surprised to see a very upset-looking Leon.

"Leon?" Sora asked, a little taken aback, "are yo...are you crying?" He asked as all lust dissapeared from his body. Sobs erupted from Leon's throat as he threw himself at Sora, tangling them both in a human web and knocking them onto the floor.

Sora's heart pounded.

"What's wrong?" He asked after a little while.

"He...broke.." Leon said, hyperventalating, "up with me..." Sora clenched his fists. Cloud had done this. Leon burried his face into Sora's shoulder and Sora tensed. "A-dicc-ted to you" had started playing again and he hadn't even noticed it. He didn't think Leon did either, well, not until he started to sing along.

In the heat of the moment, Leon lifted his head and stared down into Sora's eyes.

"I'm addic-I'm addic-ted to you," Sora sang in a whisper. He started to sing the next verse, but he was cut off by Leon's lips claiming his. Sparks came from his lips and he heard himself moan, begging for more, but Leon pulled back. Sora cried out.

"Sora..." Leon whispered, kissing him again.

"Yeah?" Sora asked against Leon's lips.

"You sing off key," he said before plunging in again, claiming Sora's lips once more.

I'm Addicted to you...

Title: Damn school rules...
Author: airiechan
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: SoraxLeon
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 99
Warnings: Yaoi [Slash...BOYXBOY]
Disclaimer: I do not own KH or Leon or Sora...meh...or Leon's sexy belts...thank you for reminding me Amanda...who I hate right now >__> [KIDDING!]

Another Dance was coming up, but no one really wanted to go. Why? because this school had some ridiculous rule...there had to be so much space between you.

No one really understood why, but it just happened.

Sora could remember last year, on the first slow dance him and Leon had...Leon had held him close...and stared deep into his eyes, but nooo a teacher had to come and totally ruin the moment, but Leon had made it up to him...that night...on the beach. Sora sighed. Maybe there was something good about space...and there was something difinately good about water.

Title: Stars...
Author: airiechan
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: SoraxLeon
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 136
Warnings: Yaoi [Slash...BOYXBOY]
Disclaimer: I do not own KH or Leon or Sora...meh...or Leon's sexy belts...thank you for reminding me Amanda...who I hate right now >__> [KIDDING!]

"Leon!" Sora complained, clinging to his arm, "I wanna go home..."
"Hush," Leon said, staring up at the sky. Sora crossed his arms.
"What's so great about the stars anyway?" Leon's lips formed into the shape of a smile.
"Well...the stars are the beginning of love..." Sora felt his mouth go dry at the word "love." Did Leon really...? Leon smiled at the silence and sat down, "Come on Sora...take a seat..." Sora sighed and came to sit beside him, but Leon stopped him, and pulled Sora down into his lap, wrapping his arms around his waist. Sora gasped.
"Now," Leon whispered, "Tell me what you see." Sora studied the stars for a little while before answering.
"I see...you." Leon smiled and planted a kiss on Sora's neck. Sora smiled, feeling at home in Leon's arms.

Title: Erased
Author: airiechan
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: SoraxLeon
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 112
Warnings: Yaoi [Slash...BOYXBOY]
Disclaimer: I do not own KH or Leon or Sora...meh...or Leon's sexy belts...thank you for reminding me Amanda...who I hate right now >__> [KIDDING!]

It was just as I had expected, I was home again, but it didn't feel like home. It felt like a prison. No more of his smiling face, no more of his child-like innocence. I felt so betrayed...

Now the door is closed and Ansem is gone. I couldn't help but wonder what our Hero was doing right now. He was probably back on his island with his friends.

I...wont ever be able to find my way back. The door is closed...and there is no road leading me to you. No matter how much I pray for it...no matter how hard I wish. You're gone, the road erased, the door closed. Forever.

X-Posted to: 10_passions and _overthefantasy

Sleepy Hollow -- So Original right?

Sun, 19 Feb 2006 21:00:58 GMT

Sleepy Hollow [I know, so original right]

It was a dark and stormy night at Cadic academy and Audrey was finding it extremely hard to sleep. She tossed and turned, but she just couldn't sleep. So she got up and turned on the light, smoothing her multi colored pajama pants and her white tanktop, she walked over to the desk that sat on the far side of her room. She sat down at the desk and rummaged through the top left door, pulling out a back book bound with ribbon. She undid the ribbon and opened it to reveal black pages with gray lines and white scribbles written all over the pages. She found her way to a blank page and started to write and scribble down a costume that Hallows eve. {A/N: although they do not celebrate halloween in France, bear with me) She had never really celebrated halloween in the past, and she was quite excited.

Soon after her scetching parade, and fell asleep ontop of her book, snoring lightly.

The dull beeping of her alarm clock could be heard piercing the silence of her room. Audfrey sat up quickly with a shout. She glanced at the clock, which read 6:30am. She smiled and proceeded to get ready for another dull day at school. She closed her journal, sliding it back into the drawer and headed off towards the showers.

She turned on the water and slowly backed into it so she would get used to the new temperature. Then she started to scrub her hair and wash up. Then she pulled on her clothing, some black and white socks that came far above her knees, a short skirt, a white tanktop (which she tucked in), and a long sleeved shirt that cut off at the middrift and came down with a hole in the sleeves to wrap around her thumbs. and black tennis shoes with white laces.

She left the shower quickly to go back into her room to apply make up and blowdry her red hair that reached her middle back.

She entered her room and approached the desk again, pulling out her hairdryer and make up from her bottom right drawer. She set them on her desk and plugged the dryer in. She used the towel she had put her hair up in to get all the access water our of her hair before she started to blow it dry then she started on her daily getting ready-ness.

She applied heave black eyeliner, chapstick, foundation, blush and mascara. [not necisarially in that order] Then it was off to the couryard to meet her friends.

This morning was a fairly weird one. Her friends greeted her, but somehow she felt like she wasn't really being listened to.
"What have you guys been up to?" Audrey asked, desperatly trying to enter the conversation. She recieved a few groaned and a nod. She sighed and clenched her fists and stormed off.

"Jeez..." Odd commented, "whats wrong with her?" Everyone turned towards Jeremie who gulped and looked up.
"Why do you guys blame everything on me?"
"So it's not your fault?" Yumi asked. Jeremie shook his head no, "I don't know what her problem is..."

Audrey slid into an empty room and started to sketch on some paper. She drew more costumes and some pictures of Jeremie's face. She smiled, satisfied, just as the bell rang and everyone rushed off to their classes.

The first class she had was math, with Yumi...how wonderful.
"Hey," Yumi whispered, "What was up with you this morning?"
"I was just a little on edge," Audrey said absentmindedly. She was sketching some more costume ideas. Yumi caught sight of her drawings.
"Wow, those are really good..." Yumi commented. Audrey shrugged and watched the teacher write on the board. She wasn't actually listening though...she was just watching to watch.

Yumi slid the drawings from under Audrey's hand, but Audrey didn't even notice.
"These are impressive Audrey..." Yumi commented only to get a grunt from Audrey, who was drawing on her desk now. Yumi groaned and slid the paper back underneath Audrey's hand. Then Yumi saw it, Audey was drawing Xana's symbol all over these outfits. Yumi was surprised, maybe Audrey did remember.

After class Yumi practicly dragged Audrey off to see Jeremie and the others. Then a lot of whispering went on as Audrey retreated to her mind to think about things. But as soon as she had gone into her mind, she was called back out by Yumi's voice. Audrey groaned as her eyes started to focus on the world around her once more. How dull.
"We wanna know where you saw this symbol," Yumi stated bluntly, pointing to the symbol on the paper.
"Franz Hopper," Audrey answered simpily.
"Franz Hopper?" Aelita asked a little confused.
"That's what I said," Audrey answered, slightly annoyed. She pushed her read hair behind her ear and started to pull her sleeves farther over her hands. Now they were all really confused.
"Who is Franz Hopper?" Jeremie asked, although he already knew the answer. Or at least he thought he did.
"X.A.N.A" Audrey whispered, "He...is XANA..." With that said she retreated back into her mind to think about her life so far, that house and Franz Hopper, Leaving her friends appaled. Whsipered erupted asround them, but Audrey paid no mind she was far to gone to care.

"How could she remember all this?" Jeremie whispered harshly.
"I think it might be a part of her past, maybe she knew him."
"I don't think so, she's pretty young."
"She's older than Aelita," Yumi pointed out.
"True..."
"But how would she know him?" Jeremie asked, a little concerned.
"Maybe she was his daughter, she never talks about her dad."
"Then in a weird way wouldn't that mean we are sisters in some weird way?" Aelita asked.
"In a weird way, yes." Odd chimed in. Then everyone looked towards Audrey. She had a blank expession on her face and she looked positively drained of all Human life. A fitting expression for Hallows Day.
"She looked like a Zombie," Odd commented, recieving a punch from Yumi. "Hey!" Odd protested. Yumi just snickered.
"Maybe XANA took her over," Jeremie whispered seriously. Yumi shook her head no.
"She doesn't have those symbols in her eyes."
"Neither did I." Everyonr quieted slowly and stared at Audrey. Maybe Jeremie was right.

"I'm going to run a superscan." Jeremie said, as the bell rang for the end of their break. They filed off to their next class and sat through them without so much as an interuption from Jeremie.

Yumi watched Audrey for the rest of the day before they had lunch, she didn't seem to be acting weird...just she zoned out a lot. Yumi kept having to tap Audrey on the shoulder to bring her back to reality.

Finally, the lunch bell rang and they left to join Jeremie and the rest of the guys. Audrey took her normal seat at the end of the table and started to push her food around her plate. She didn't have much of an apetite right then.

Everyone at the table watched her, feeling a bit uncomfortable. They started to whisper again. Audrey paid no mind, but as she moved her fork through her food tears started to fall from her eyes. Audrey cursed herself for being so emotional. Then she stood fast and exited the room in a huff, leaving her friends a little startled.

Whispers erupted in the mess hall...rumors were spread.

Audrey slid down a tree in the forest and brought her knees to her chest. Wasn't she supposed to be happy today? This was the day it all began! The day where everything started. This day, Hallows day.

Soon after Audrey had cried it out she returned to school and back to her room, even though the day was far from over. She avoided contact with any other the teachers, ansd she headed straight for her desk, pulling out her black book and she started to write XANA all over the pages. She wasn't sure what Xana was, but by the way her friends reacted to it it seemed pretty bad.

The last bell rang before she was finished writing. Audrey jumped a little, startled and then she snuck out to meet her friends again.

She met them standing by one of the walls in the courtyard and she waved. They waved back and she smiled and approached.
"What was up with you today Aud?" Odd asked bluntly. Audrey only smiled politely as Yumi hit him again whispering something about him being rude.
"Please," Audrey said, imitation a french accent "It is not rude."
"Then what was up?" Odd asked, smirking at Yumi who hit him again for spite.
"It's my Birthday."
"OH...happy birthday then," they all said in unison.
"Thanks, but my birthday...is never happy." Audrey said, turning and leaving the group once more. Leaving many questions unanswered...she was shrouded in mystery.

A lot of things...

Sun, 19 Feb 2006 20:59:34 GMT

Role-play in Story format
Amanda
Magi
Cara
Olivia
Kody
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However, we do own ourselves and the names we may call ourselves in this role-play
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I think I stated everything we do and do not own, so now I shall begin.

Amanda stared at the ticket in her hand to the plane that she was about to board.
"No... Way... In... Fucking... Hell. DUDE, I'M REALLY GOING TO JAPAN!!" she screamed as she ran into the plane.
Magi found a window seat and quickly sat down.
"Kody-dono, let's sit here!" she exclaimed, pointing to the empty seat next to her. "Whee, we're going to Japan!”
Kera sighed, staring at my ticket; I pocketed it and approached the boarding station. I knew it would be awhile to wait, but I didn't mind, I had waited almost 6 years to get to go. Now finally, I had been chosen. Soon, they called for coach and I smiled, boarding the plane. I was going to Japan.
Amanda picked a seat near the very back, as she was usually shy around other people. "Come to think of it..." she thought as she looked in front.”Who ARE these other people?"
Magi was usually shy, but she was so excited, she was just talking away to everyone. A girl sat down in the seat behind her, and she turned and greeted her.
"Hi! Isn't this awesome? We're going to Japan! I'm been obsessed with Japan for a while, and I can't believe I'm actually going!" Kody, in the seat next to Magi, gave her a weird look.
Kera twiddled her thumbs and stared off into space. She didn't think about the other people. She buckled her seatbelt tightly and took in a sharp breath. Maybe she'd get over her fear of flying this time.
Amanda was surprised. Someone was actually talking to her?
"Uhh... Hi, I guess..." she said, scratching her head. She'd never really been that good at socializing... "Umm... My name is Andie... But I usually go by Amanda. Amanda Sora Kinomoto," she quickly replied. She never really liked her real name, so she'd made another identity for herself, which she frequently used on the Internet and such.
Magi stopped dead. She froze up. She just stared at this girl. Kody turned around in his seat and stared at the girl, too. After what seemed like ages, but was only a few seconds, Magi found her voice. "Aman... da...?" she whispered, too stunned to say anything else. "..." Suddenly, she looked like she was having a seizure
"OMG!!!" she burst out. “AMANDA AMANDA AMANDA AMANDA AMANDNDA!!!!! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT OMG THIS I SUN REAL AND LIKE SO COOL I CAN'T BELIEVEIT!!!!!!" Kody continued to stare at Amanda.
"... WTF?" he said after a minute.
Kera heard the captain’s voice come over the intercom, just as a girl took a seat next to her. Kera's heart sped up and the girl fascine her seatbelt. Kera closed her eyes tight and gripped the side of the seat. She was trying to hold back whimpers and cries. Her knuckles started to turn white. The captain came over the intercom again and the flight attendants lined up to show the emergency exits. It was happening again.
Amanda was startled beyond belief.
"What the?! ... How do you know me?" she said, staring at the other girl.
"It's ME! Magi!" Magi exclaimed. "And this is Kody-dono!" She pointed to her friend. "This is TOO perfect! I get to go to Japan with Kody-dono... and you're on the same plane!!" Amanda's eyes widened.
"M-M-M-M-M-M-M... MAGI?! DUDE!! OMGLOLWTFDDRICAN'TBELIEVEITI'MSOFREAKINGHAPPYOMGOMGOMG" And with that, Amanda actually fainted.
The girl next to Kera tapped her on the shoulder, but she ignored her. The voice came on the intercom one last time, reminding them that they needed to take their seats and buckle their seatbelts. Kera's heart raced, she pushed her lips together, holding back yet another scream.
"Oh no! It's happening!" She yelled. She felt an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach....
For the first time, Magi heard the intercom speaker. The words "we're taking off" penetrated her mind, and she fainted as well. Kody stared at her, and then poked her.
Kera shook and tried not to look scared. The flight attendants took their seats.
"Japan, Japan...JAPAN...Come on Kera...let's do this for Japan..."
"Kera? The girl next to her asked...that name sounds awfully familiar...."
"Whatever!" Keri said, rocking back and forth. Then she felt the elevation of the plane and she screamed.
Amanda's mind was a blank as she lay face-down on the cold airplane floor. She didn't notice they were starting to take off, and she began to slide on the floor...
Kera felt the plane go steady and she opened her eyes slowly. She stopped screaming and started breathing hard into her hands. The girl next to her put a hand on her shoulder. Kera looked at her, and somehow she felt she noticed this girl somehow. She was about her age, with red hair and pretty eyes. She wasn’t too thin and she wasn't too fat, she was easy on the eyes and she seemed to have a happy and welcoming air about her.
Kera thought about it for a moment, wondering where she had seen that face before. Her mind wandered to her friend Olivia, wearing the pink lipstick and with her lovely short hair, and then it hit her....She was sitting next to the very person she had wanted to come in contact with for years...Olivia...her best friend.
Kera looked at her and smiled. This flight wasn't going to be so bad after all.
"Hey, you okay?" Olivia asked timidly.
"Fine," Kera replied, pushing her brown hair behind her ear. Kera unbuckled her seatbelt and leaned across the seats between them, hugging her.
"I've waited forever to do that...you're all warm and fuzzy!" Kera squeaked.
"-Err- I'm sorry...do I--" Olivia started before she realized who she was talking to.
As the plane took off, Amanda's body just kept on slipping and slipping, farther back every time... When finally, her head came into contact with a wall.
"OH MY GOD!" she screamed, rubbing her head. "Oh, my head... That freaking hurt... Uhh..." She slowly stood up, trying to keep her balance. "Oh god..."
Magi had been lucky, because after she fainted, Kody seat buckled her in.
"Oh...my...gosh" Olivia said, hugging Kera back with much more force. Both girls squealed loudly and bounced up and down until a flight attendant came and threatened to kick them off of the plane with parachutes if they didn't quiet down....they both quieted and started to catch up.
"So...what did happen between you and Christina?" Kera giggled...
"Nothing, 'sept you know...that...one time. I told you about it over messenger a year ago before my mom banned me from the internet for two years for looking at porn..." Olivia sighed.
"Man, too bad...we really missed you..."
"A... Little help back here?" Came Amanda's voice as she struggled to get back to her seat. "Magi... Kody... Any-freakin'-body, help!" She grabbed onto a continently placed rail and hung on for dear life.
A flight attendant came by and helped Amanda back to her seat.
"Thanks..." said Amanda faintly as she slumped into her seat and started talking to herself under her breath.”God, my head is killing me... Ugh, not even ten minutes into this and it's already just like my old life... Maybe even worse..."
"So," Kera said, "do you think the others somehow got on here too?"
"Not really...we're high school students, both of us 16 Magi and Amanda are much younger than us...I doubt they have an exchange program..." Kera shrugged.
"I guess not..."
Amanda perked up as she overheard the conversation of the two girls behind her.
"Huh?" she said, looking over the headrests at them. "Did someone just say my name?"
Kera's head snapped up towards the girl in front of them.
"Oh, so your name is Amanda? Hm...Well, Amanda is a common name," Kera said in a matter of fact tone, "but her real name is not."
"Amanda has a real name?" Livi asked, a bit dumbfounded.
"You should’ve been a blond" Kera said flatly. Olivia looked at her seriously and sighed.
"... Amanda isn't my real name..." Amanda's heart started beating fast. Could... Could they be...? If Magi were here...
Magi blinked twice and sat up, rubbing her eyes. "Eh..? What happened? Where am I?" She turned her head to the left and was greeted by a view of clouds and sky. "OMG!" she squealed. Butterflies were going crazy in her stomach, but she couldn't tear her eyes away from the window.
Kera and Olivia stared at 'Amanda' with great intensity.
"I can solve this," Kera said smartly, "Who’s your daddy?" Olivia looked at Kera and twitched.
"What the -CENSOREDBYMARIKSSEXYASS-"
Amanda started sweating. "Umm... What the...?" Kera threw her arms up above her head.
"That is totally a Mannie answer!"
"Huh?" Olivia asked, "Ummm....how can you tell? It's like shaking a cat to find out its gender” Olivia turned to Amanda and said, "Sora."
"Wtf? You shake the cat?...wait...that sounds perverted!"
"Gosh, get your mind out of the gutter!"
Amanda flinched as one of the girls called her "Mannie"... Only one person she knew called her that...She was about to reply, but then the other girl said "Sora" right after. And then Amanda went... FANGIRL.
"See? I told you...it always works, bow to my greatness..."
"...I bow to no one...everyone else bows to me..." Kera said just as a brown haired, blue eyed man came up the aisle, his white coat billowing behind him.
"Holy..." Kera said, "He's hot..." Kera whistled to the man, "HEY BABY NICE ASS! YOU LOOK GREAT IN THOSE LEATHER PANTS!" The man turned around and looked at her appalled. All the adults turned to her and glared. Kera immediately silenced herself and pointed to Olivia who was completely oblivious to everyone's unmerciful glare.
And as all this was going on, Amanda was LITERALLY bouncing off the walls, saying "Sora" over and over and over again...
Magi took out her DS and using it, started talking with Kody, who was also on his DS. Who cares if they were right next to each other? Talking on the DS was more fun. 8D
The man continued up the aisle and entered the bathroom, he was soon followed by another, Arabian man with a suitcase under his arm. Kera blinked and rubbed her eyes.
"That guy looked Seto Kaiba I swear."
"Hush you freaky Yugioh fan girl," Olivia said. Kera crossed her arms...
"Well he DID..." Kera observed Amanda's weird bouncing "Shouldn't someone...you know...stop her before we get killed?" Just then the intercom came on and the pilot’s voice sounded through the aircraft.
"To the owner of the girl jumping on the walls screaming Sora, you left your lights on..."
"Lights?" Kera asked dumbfounded...

Title: Rip out the wings of a butterfly
For: Magiii :P
By: airiechan
Summary: Behind cut...

Wings of a Butterfly
For Magi
Merry Christmas
Yu-Gi-Oh
Kisara x Seto
Death/hoplessness
Summary: Seto couldn’t stop it, he felt so hopeless watching her frail body struggle to breathe as the tubes did it for her. It was all his fault. If only he had…KxS

“Rip out the wings of a butterfly”

It was late on a Saturday night when he received the call. The woman other the other line her voice sounded so soft. He should’ve known it was something bad, he should’ve known. That night after the phone call he has sped off down the road to the emergency room. The drive seemed to take forever, oh how he wished he could see her then. Now he wasn’t so sure.
He entered the emergency room in a panic, desperately trying to ask the nurse where the injured woman was. It surprised him when he could not remember her name. He stood there for a long time before he finally found the words to ask then the question came out and it all ran together. The nurse smiled at him though, and despite his current mood, he smiled back. The nurse gave him a room number and he ran, not walked, he ran towards that number.
He entered her room and he skidded to a stop. The heart monitor beeped mockingly, reminding him that her life was on the line. She might not even make it through the night. The woman on the other line on the phone’s voice echoed in his ears. He wouldn’t even get to say goodbye then. He stared at her small pale body and he realized how helpless she looked and a feeling of fear and incredible loss watched over him. Seto hated feeling fear and loss and he hadn’t for most of his life, up until Mokuba died and now he was losing the woman he loved. He was starting to believe it was his fault he has lost them both, everyone he loved or cared about always seemed to die. He sighed and planted himself in the small beige chair beside her bed and he stared at her for awhile before his thoughts fell back onto Mokuba’s death.
He had been driving that night. The night Mokuba died when they were hit by a drunk driver. Everyone had tried to tell him it wasn’t his fault, but as he stared at Mokuba’s small, frail, bleeding body he felt something rip deep inside of him. Like something opened up inside of him. He was never able to fill that void again, but Kisara had helped him try and heal the wound, now he was losing her too.
The room door opened as five nurses filed inside. Seto watched them do various things to Kisara and a few times he almost objected to their prodding. Though once they had finished what they had to do, Seto studied her cold, frail body and he could feel the tears welling in his eyes. He pushed them back with his phrase: Only weaklings cry. Though sometimes he wondered if it was weak to let your feelings out every once and awhile, after all…he did love her. He shook the thought of crying from his head and dwelled on the loving part as he took her hand in his. He pushed back all of his emotions then, at the thought of actually loving someone other than his brother, it was amazing. He had once thought he would spend the rest of his life with Kisara, but you see how well that all worked out. Now she was on her death bed and there was nothing he could do. He suddenly felt so helpless, knowing all he could do was watch the love of his life struggling to breathe as the tubes the nurses inserted into her did it for her. He felt sick, disgusted with himself for being so cold to her the night of the sorrowful call. Then he realized this was entirely his fault. The accident, the reason she left, why she was in his car, why she couldn’t stop, the reason she didn’t see the driver who hit her. If they hadn’t gotten into that argument, she would still be alive right now. Seto shut his eyes and let a few tears fall in vain. He stared at her frail body once more; her life was on the line. He looked back at the heart monitor and he noticed that her heart beat was slowing. Seto panicked. His heart pounded in his chest, and he could feel her slipping through the link they shared.
“Kisara…” He whispered, more tears fell, “Kisara…I…I…” He tried to say, the heart monitor reminded him he only had so much time left. His heart was starting to break, slowly. “I love you!” He blurted out and he could’ve sworn he saw her lips curl into a smile. “I’m sorry for everything I said,” he whispered, “I never meant to hurt you.” With that said he leaned forward, kissing her cold lips, just as the heart monitor dropped to zero and a dull beeping filled the cold, white room. Kaiba pulled back, letting one more tear fall then he gave her a smile.
“Rest in peace, my love,” He whispered, his back to her, then his smile faded into his usual scowl. He shouldered his white coat and exited the room, just as the nurses were coming in. It wouldn’t help though, she was gone and there was nothing bringing her back. He was alone now, but he knew somehow he would still be surrounded by the love she and Mokuba gave to him. He wasn’t empty anymore…

“You shall see,” Her yami said, caressing her face gently before retreating. Sakiko shivered at the touch, but somehow she adored it. She stared back out at the figures and she gasped, noticing they were approaching her bed. She felt herself shrink back to the top of the bed and a man pulled back the curtains, and he spoke in a language Sakiko did not understand. She also noticed the man who has interrupted her bath was there with him.

“You look nice,” her inner self hissed. Sakiko ignored her until he she felt her inner selves arms slide around her waist. She pit back a scream and tried to shake her away, but since her inner self was inside of her, Sakiko couldn’t get rid of the feeling.
“Stop it,” Sakiko warned, “I don’t like what you’re doing.” Her inner self laughed, and refused to back down, she only tightened her grip.
“Stop, you’re hurting me!” Sakiko yelled. Her inner self relaxed its grip and let out a sigh. Tears streamed down Sakiko’s face and finally the spirit let go of her and retreated back deep inside. Sakiko shuddered and curled up onto the bed, her yami had never done that before, it scared her. Was her yami trying to tell her something? She doubted it, but still something was nagging at her conscience. She let her eyes drop and her thoughts slowly went to her yami’s touch. Then she realized, what scared her the most was that she actually liked it.

“Who are you?” She asked again the man only smirked and removed his shirt, revealing his gorgeous figure. Sakiko blushed and turned away. He reached her soon and turned her face to look up at him. She stared into his gray eyes, noticing his hair was the same color, if not lighter. He had an appearance like Pegasus and if she had not known better she would’ve said it was him, but his hair was far too long and he still had both of his eyes. This man was handsome, but she was sure he was far older than she was.
“I am only 16!” She randomly gasped and man smiled and laughed a little.
“I am not going to take away what makes you innocent, girl.”

“Excellent duel!” Yugi congratulated. Sakiko blinked, but accepted his compliment with a smile and a thank you.
“I mean it! You’re come so far from the duel with Namiana! You’ve gotten better. There were even a couple of times when I thought you had me beat.” Sakiko only smiled again, shaking her head.
“You don’t have to be nice Yuugi…I already know I’m a terrible duelist.” With that said she left the company of her friends and tried to fall asleep. Yuugi looked at the others, but they all looked away pretending they hadn’t just seen what had happened.

Her hair was long and dark with white dyed tips and she was wearing a brilliant red dress that really brought out her ruby eyes. Sakiko sat up quickly and opened her mouth to speak, but the woman shushed her. Sakiko’s mouth clamped shut and she started to panic and she turned to see if anyone else was up. She was relieved to see that they were not then she turned back to the woman.
“I am not here to harm you Ms. Hyato,” the woman said, “I am Ayami Myo and I am a friend.” Sakiko did not speak, but instead she narrowed her eyes at the woman and crossed her arms. The woman only chucked at her.
“As you wish,” she said, and with that the woman was gone.

“What do you mean by a real brother?” Sakiko shook her head and refused to discuss anything else on the topic. Soon her eyes slid closed and she fell into a deep sleep in Jou’s arms. Jou held onto her for awhile before he fell asleep himself.
When Sakiko awoke it was still dark and there was whispering coming from where the fire was. She strained her ears to hear.

“I didn’t, but you just confirmed my hunch.” Sakiko laughed nervously and mentally kicked herself for such an answer.
“I am from an island out to the north called Isidar,” She said truthfully.
“I have never been there, is it nice?”
“Only if you like the ghettos,” she responded coolly.
“The ghettos…you’re a—”
“Shh!” Sakiko interrupted him, bringing her finger to her lips. Tears threatened to fall from her eyes but she blinked them back and Namiana as well as Anzu stirred. Sakiko looked around to make sure no one else was awake.
“You wont tell them Ryou?”

“What?” She asked. Then she felt a random hand on her shoulder, and she tried to push the other presence inside of her back within her, but when it didn’t go, she turned around to see Namiana. Sakiko gulped, the expression on Namiana’s face had changed. Her eyes were closed and it was as if she were reaching deep inside Sakiko. Sakiko’s inner self, as she called it, thrashed inside and Sakiko. Sakiko suddenly had the urge to scream, but just as she opened her mouth to scream she clamped it shut automatically. She fought her inner self down deep into her soul and then she opened her eyes again. Namiana gasped and opened her eyes. Sakiko fell to her knees trying to catch her breath

that's all for now.

Before it all

Her breath was leaving her at a fast rate, her surroundings were spinning, but she had gotten what was rightfully hers. It has taken her a decade to find it, and five more years to figure out how to steal it, but she had gotten it. She took a deep breath and slid down the brick wall in the alley 16 miles away from where she had stolen her treasure. She hoped she would be safe here since she would rather not lose what she had worked so hard to gain. She brushed her long black hair behind her ear and wiped the sweat from her brow using the sleeve of her black (long-sleeved) shirt. She took deep shallow breaths and soon she fell asleep, her head laying on her denium covered knees.

She awoko not long later, she was alone and it was dawn. She smiled to herself, slipping deeper into the alley. She was almost home. She sped along the path she had chosen, jumping over the few obstacles which stood in her way. She felt so free now!

She reached her house and flung open the door. No one was home, but that wasn't unusual, she was usually home alone. For hours and sometimes even days. She didn't mind, she liked to be home alone it helped her get more reading done. She was an only child so she didn't have anyone to worry about. She didn't have pets either. It got pretty lonely sometimes, but she was used to it.

She went upstairs to her room and laid out across her bed. She dug a chain out from underneath it and hung her new item around her her neck. She fingered it gently as she opened her old book, but before she could fully get into it...a yell came from down the stairs. She stood quickly and rushed down.
"Mom? Dad?" She asked, a little confused.
"Aki? You're here?" Came her mother's voice.
"Of course! Why wouldn't I be? Am I not always home mom?" Aki asked as she rounded the courner of the kitchen, seeing her mother lain across the table with a huge muscular man, who was not her father, straddling her waist. Aki turned around quickly and ran out the front door. She felt awkward for seeing that, but it was okay, she'd seen it a hundred times. Ger parents didn't love eachother so to make eachother mad they left the house in search of whores to have sex with. It was...disgusting, but somehow she got through it all.

Clue//Ygo

Sun, 19 Feb 2006 20:57:10 GMT

Clue Five
ZOMG YUGIOH

Marik: ...I only turned evil because...because...

Yami: Yess?

Marik: I WANTED THE BLUEBERRY MUFFIN! ;--;

[Anime fall]

[Marik cries]

Marik: And you Yugi! YOU ATE IT...MY MUFFIN! YOU ATE MY MUFFIN!

Yuugi: I did not! :: mouth full...::

Honda: Damnit

Pegasus: Yes! No one knew it was me!
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OOC PERSON: Actually...tecnically...it's Seto's fault...

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Seto: I get Sakiko pregnant, I make Marik evil, I make Bakura Evil...AND I ATE MARIK'S MUFFIN? So this is all _MY_ fault?

Sakiko: Whooooah....You never went near my nether regions...

Judai: That's not what you said Last night!

Sakiko: :: blush:: YOU WERE SPYING ON ME!?

Namiana: Yeah he was...

Blair: Mommy...You cheated on daddy?

Sakiko: No...because WE GOT A DIVORCE!

Knight: ...I don't think she knows what that word means...

Sakiko: :: deranged Yami look:: OH BUT I DO BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Knight: ...You're cruel.

Sakiko's Yami: I ATE MARIKS MUFFIN!

Seto: So it _wasn't_ my fault!

Marik: _YOU_ ATE MY MUFFIN! AND TO THINK I TRUSTED YOU WITH MY EVILNESS!

Yami Sakiko: Well you shouldn't have left it on the damn table...

Yami Bakura: So that was _HIS_ Muffin?

Yami Sakiko: NO IT WAS MY DAMN MUFFIN!

Yami Bakura: ...ohhhh...so I ate your Muffin?...

Yugi: ALL IF YOU SHUT UP!! I ATE THE DAMN MUFFIN!

Yami Bakura/Sakiko/Seto/Honda/Pegasus: THEN WHAT DID WE EAT!?

Marik: You ate the rest of them ;--;

Sakiko: but there was only one when I went in there...

Yami Bakura/Seto/Honda/Pegasus: Us too!

Marik: That's because after Yugi ate the first one I kept setting them out because I was hungry you
know?....but then someone kept eating them...until SETO ate the last one...

Sakiko: So this IS all of his fault!

Seto: MAN!

Marik: YES!

Mai: YOU PUT ME IN THE DAMN SHADOW RELM BECAUSE SETO ATE YOUR MUFFIN!?

Marik: Yes...that AND you're a whore...

Mai: UGH SETO I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!

Seto: DAMNIT...

[Mai tackles Seto and starts killing him]

Seto: AHH THE PAIN...

Blair: Mommy...is Judai my brudder?

Sakiko: I have no damn idea...

Judai: WTF? You say you're my mother because I resemble seto...but whats this whole you not having an idea
thing? Gosh...DO I HAVE PARENTS AT ALL!? You people are DERANGED!

Sakiko: I made mistakes in my past okay?...

Yami Bakura: You life is pretty fucked up...I think You've probably done more of the group than Mai has...

Mai: like hell she has! I've done all of you...'sept Bakura...because that was his Yami who did that >__<

Ryou: WHAT THE HELL!? YOU LIED TO ME!

Bakura: I did not Lie to you...I merely stretched the truth...

Sakiko: Holy shit...I'm a bigger whore than Mai...

Marik: You want I should send her to the shadow relm?

Yami Sakiko: I can do it myself....

Marik: AWWW BUT I WANNA!

Mai: NONE OF YOU ARE SENDING ME TO THE SHADOW RELM DAMMIT...

Judai: Wait...who has sex with who? I'm totally confused....

Sakiko: I had sex with...Seto...I think...and um...Bakur...

Namiana: SO IT WAS YOU!

Sakiko: NO! IT WAS...IT WAS BAKURA'S YAMI'S FAULT!

Namiana: NUH UH YOU LITTLE LYING WHORE!

Sakiko: Holy _SHIT_ this was NOT my fault...

Mai: I had sex with...Jou

Jou: No you didn't...:: blush::

Seto: JOU YOU DOG!

Jou: I AM NOT A DOG YOU LEATHER WEARING MONKEY!

Honda: I WAS THE MONKEY!

Anzu: and I was the PENGUIN!

Sakiko: No...Anzu...you DID the penguin.

Anzu: I did NOT

Sakiko: that's not what google said

Yuugi: What's a google?

Ryou: WTF?

Harry Potter: O-o;;; Where's Ron?

Ryou: Other room...

Sakiko: WTF? Duel Academy doubles as Hogwarts!?

Mai: Really?

Marik: :: sends mai to the shadow relm...for being stupid...::

Hermione: WTF? Harry...Who are all these people?

Harry: I dunno...but they're having some kind of argument about sex...

Cara: OH MY...GOSH YOU PEOPLE ARE FREAKS!

[Cara opens fanfic]

Cara: Now...Sakiko was raped by some stupid freaky man...she never had sex with Seto or Bakura...and
Namiana is still a damn vir...no...wait...I lied...she was raped too...^^;;

Namiana: WHAT THE HELL!? Who is this Cara person!?

Sakiko: she's the one who cam to kill us all...

Yami Sakiko: LETS SEND HER TO THE SHADOW RELM!

[Marik, Yami Bakura, and yami Sakiko try to send Cara to the shadow relm]

Cara: Bloody Hell...YOU IDIOTS...I cant go to the shadow relm...I'm stronger than all of you...!

[Sends all three yami's to the shadow relm until they have thoguht about what they've done]

Sakiko:...>_< So I don't have a daughter?

Cara: -er-...well yeah you do, but that's later on down the line...

Namiana: ...this is getting kind of freaky...

Judai: WHO ARE MY PARENTS!?

Cara: Mwahahaha...Yami Yugi and Anzu

Judai: HOLY CRAP I KNEW IT...!

Anzu: She's lying!

Cara: I can't lie bitch...I know all!

Sakiko: She does have a point...

Anzu: ...true...

Yami: Yeah...so -er-...should we get married or just mark Anzu as my mistress?

Anzu: JUST GO BACK TO THE PAST ALREADY!

Yuugi: Noooo!!! I lost him once I don't wanna lose him again!

Harry: and I thought Snape was a freak...

Snape: I AM NOT A FREAK!

Neville: Gilly weed...Gilly Weed OMG...

Hermione: :: sweatdrop:: This is what happens when some freak named Cara RPS with us...>__<

Shou: who are my parents?

Ryo: Yeah..I kinda wanna know too

[Cara checks the fic]

Cara: MWAHAHAHAHA!!! AND THE WORLD MAY NEVER KNOW!

Namiana: It was me and Ryou wasn't it?

Cara: DUH? NOTICE THE SAME HAIR COLORS? AND THE SAME NAME OMG...DENSE!

Freddy Prince Jr.: And now the mystery is solved!

Cara: Thanks to...THE POWER PUFF GIRLS!

Power Puff Girls: WTF?

Cara: no...sorry wrong script...

Everyone: ohhhh

Cara: and all thanks to me!

[Yamis come back furious]

Cara: mwahahahahaha...

[Winks]

[Camera goes blank]
CLUE FIVE IS FINISHED!

Nonsense//Drabble

Sun, 19 Feb 2006 20:56:07 GMT

Cold Shoulder
Coupling: Seto/Jou
Summary: I have no idea! I'm only writing this as it spills out.

He has always been so cold to me, but in past months...we have seemed to warm up to eachother. I don't know what brought it on, but these past months have been pretty fun. How did it start...I will tell you...

It all started about two weeks ago, when Seto decided to ask me if I would like to baby sit Mokuba. It seemed like a weird request at first, but I guess I understood, he's way over protective of that kid. So I said yes, despite the fact that my friends could use this against me fot the rest of my life. Well, Mokuba was a sweet kid.

When I went over there that night to babysit the poor kid, Seto had a woman with him, which wasn't all that awkward or anything, but hey...I guess you could say I felt a little...jealous? If that was the word to describe what I was feeling right then anyway.

The time I spend with Mokuba was rather fun, he had a lot of things to play and a lot of thins to do, but what I liked most about the time we shared was when he talked to me. He told me about everything that had happened...and I liked to listen.

I think either Mokuba really liked me or Seto thought I had done a good job because a week after that, he asked me to sit for Mokuba again. I agreed eagarly, because Mokuba was fun to play with.

This night had gone like the last one. Seto went out with a different woman and Mokuba and I stayed up talking until he had to go to bed. Then Seto came home and relieved me of my duties. Although, before Seto let him leave...he had a few things to say.

"Mokuba seems to like you, lately he's started calling you Aniiki." [A/N: I forgot how to spell it!]
I seemed to blush a little at that statement.
"Eh...well.." I said rubbing the back of my head nervously.
"I really appreciate you doing this, Mutt..." Seto said.

After that conversation, we seemed to talk a lot more, even in school and infront of my friends. He even took me out of other conversations to ask me personal questions. I never knew Seto could be like this.

But what got me the most came two weeks later. When he asked me if I would like to go out with him and Mokuba. It kind of baffled me at first, but I agreed...if was for mokuba.

When the day came, I found I had nothing to wear! Which also startled me because I had a lot of clothing...but none that I thought Seto would approve of. Then I had to wonder...when did I ever start caring so much on what Seto thought of me?

When the time had finally come, I found myself being anxious. I was so nervous I kept fidgiting in Seto's limo. He started at me the whole time...I swear.

The outting involved a walk through the park and watching Mokuba play on the playground. When it was almost getting dark, Seto bought all of us ice cream. Then we headed home. It was quite fun. [haha...Jou used quite]

When we got back to his mansion and I put Mokuba to sleep...I left to walk home, but Seto stopped me. My heart raced when he grabbed my hand. I turned around to face him.
"Yes?" I asked a little dumbfounded.
"I just wanted to thank you so much for coming..." Seto said, his voice trailing off. I gave him a smile and turned once again to leave, but he still wouldn't release my wrist. I turned back to him again, and Seto had a mischevious grin on his face.
"-err- Kaiba...yah know you're still holding my hand right?..." Seto let out a sort of growl and he leaned forward, kissing my cheek. And as he pulled back...he whispered a thanks in my ear. I blushed and turned to leave, this was too weird. Then I realized, this was what I had been waiting for. And then with my back to him I mumvled a soft 'you're welcome'.

It was a miracle!

My Hikari

It was like I was inside of the woumb again. I was being born into a new body, deep within. It had been so long since I had breathed. Glorious savior of my inhuman soul. I bid you love, as best I can!

As I grew, It felt like the stages of the woumb, but this time I had grown into an even more evil spirit with each step. My hair became more spikey than it should've been, and I became harder to get along with. My soul grew as cold as ice and my mind became a force to be reconed with.

I didn't understand why it happened this way.

When I finally emerged from all the darkness...I realized that as I came through the tunnel and towards the light...I pushed back another bein...how...sad

poetry

Sun, 19 Feb 2006 20:54:59 GMT

[SPOILER]---V
10
A secretive moment,
as O stared at the sky,
the rain just kept pouring,
as did my dears.
To all that I lost,
to all that I gained.
Just a moment of silence to all of this pain.
As the thunder mixes with the rain.

My heart beats in tune with the pain of the sky,
a blood promise...
made so long ago.
I went into hiding,
but felt so alone.

The thunder knows my screw,
the thunder knows my shame.
And as the lightning drops down into this darkened sky,
so the thunder whispers it's secrets to me.

Hell
Tormented Souls-
Blood and screams fill the sour air.
"Redemption, redemption!" They scream in a holy fire.

Flames lick and burn their wretched, decaying flesh.
It is blackened and full of unbearable hate.

Rot and pain fill the hot scalding air.
Death falls around these sinners.

Evil and darkness empty from their wretched, blackened, burned bodies.
Hatred, Jealousy, Sin.

They cry out and try to escape the flames,
but they are trapped, shackled, held down.

Paint, sin!
They cry out for a savior, but they are ignored.
They are denied their rights for they are sinners.

Fire melts they tormented souls.
Their mouths hang open as if struck.
Their arms flail around, trying to swim out.
Their attempts are in vain.

Death holds their wicked souls,
until tomorrow when the torture begins again.

Far too long
I’ve gone too many days without you here to say “I love you.”
I want you to know I miss your touch, your scent, your voice.
I want you here to whisper in my ear.
Whisper how much you love me.

Without you I feel so empty and my days have become long and hopeless.
I have no forward motion.
I am only walking aimlessly on this highway they call Love.
I just wish you were here to share my newly discovered feelings.

Love that runs so deep,
I wish for you here with me every night
As I push my way into a dream of you that seems way too real.

I want to feel your touch again, hear your soft whispers in the wind.
I want you to play with my hair again.
I want your warm touch and how we used to sleep together as the day ended.

How you held me to your chest,
Running your fingers through my hair until we both fell asleep.
There we would lie in each other’s arms.
I miss how you made me feel so safe, even after a terrible nightmare.

Sometimes in the dark of the night, even as you slept,
I would lie awake, staring at your sleeping face.
Your peaceful form.

I would touch your lips, tracing them with my fingertips.
I remember how soft they felt, how delicate.
I miss your smile, your tears, and your fears.

I wish Good-bye didn’t mean you’d be gone for all eternity.
I wish good-bye didn’t mean the love we had was to be ripped from my heart,
When I threw myself upon your grave.

Whispering words of our love,
I begged them to bury me beneath the dirt, but…it was over.

Nothing to believe anymore.
Each night, I try to imagine you next to me, but it’s nothing compared to the real thing.
I want to feel you, touch you, smell your scent.

My feelings spinning out of control, I will never love another.
My vow was not only to death, but far after.

We do not part after a gruesome end, but continue on through the next eternity.
I know you will wait for me. No matter how long, as I would do the same.
Love knows no end, we will last on forever.

Bloody Tears
Bound and controled,
unable to be as she was,
Never to be the same.
she screams for help,
beggs for death,
but no one hears her.

The crack of the whip is terrifying,
and it makes her body shiver,
The fear that it has caused inside her heart,
will never be healed.

The emotional scars show through her eyes,
but no one ever tries to see the pain inside.
They always crack down on her,
forcing her to do the things they would never do.
Blaming her for the things they always do.

As she stares through the darkness of her soul,
she can see no light,
there never has been any.

Bound and beaten,
bloody scene,
what a horror show we see before us.
In the eyes of a girl we ignored.
Her eyes hold hold no happiness,
her heart can feel no love.

Bloody tears,
fall from the eyes,
of a one so lost in her own hatred.
The darkness overflows from her heart and soul.
like a river runs into the sea,
they feed off eachother.

We now behold this scence,
but it is too late.
The life had ended,
as was it's fate...
to die a premature death.
Bound and controlled.

The Angel's Dance
Twirling,
Twirling through the rain.
The water beats softly against me...
and I remember...

I remember a time when every part of me was alive.
When nothing mattered but that one special moment.
The moment when I stared into his eyes and he would smile.

Dancing,
Oh how we danced,
Turning and twisting.
Our feet splashed in the puddles beneath us.

Spinning,
We would spin around,
Making memories of friendship on the wet and muddy ground.

We laughed,
Rain hit our faces,
Wetting our eyelashes and hair.

We would dance the dance of angels,
Beneath the crying sky.
We lived only for that moment...
As we stared up at those crying clouds,
And Hand in hand we watched the rain.

Daddy
Tortured within,
could it be felt?
could it be freed?

All she wants is to feel safe and not alone,
but how can such a goal be achieved?
When she is afraid to be comfortable.

Could she try to pull together?
Could she try not to be run by fear?

His heartless and uncaring nature has torn her apart.
She tried to be a better kid,
but the way he put her down.

Her tears run through pain.
Shackled she cries out.
she wants to be saved,
but what of the man she used to call her hero?
where is he now?

Her heart is filled with scars,
her mind is tortured with painful memories.
But where is the man she used to call her hero?

She cries in the night,
wanting the comfort she will never recieve.

He used to be so heroic,
he used to be so caring,
so funny and so bright.

He used to lift her into the sky,
sometimes making her believe she could fly.
But it was all in vain,
it was all a lie.

Now what of the man she used to call her hero?
Where is he now?
What of the man she used to call her daddy?
Where is he now.

Love Sick
Terrified-
I am alone in the thick darkness of this terrible nightmare.
I try to feel my way through the dark, damp, coridoor,
but I cannot...I am stuck

My breathing gets shallow and my heartheat slows.
I am going to die here.

My eyes calmly close, and I exhale one last time.
And in that single breath I whisper your name, but you wont hear...
I am too lost to be saved.

My last breath leaves slowly,
your name still painted on my drizeb lips.

My heartbeat dies and my hollow breath echos through the darkness.
No one will ever find me,
but I am not afraid.
For I have died for the sake of your love.

My Secret
This is my secret,
This is my pain.
With so little in my life,
This is a secret that must be told.

This secret has lost me many,
This secret keeps me from living,
This secret betrayed me.

Behind my mask this secret eats away at my soul,
Or what is left of it.
There is no life within this life,
The dead even fear my soul.

Eternally I am bound to this supernatural hell,
For eternity I have not seen the light of happiness.
I am bound eternally.

This pain I feel has never gone away,
This horror inside will always eat what I am,
There is no me,
There is only an eternal hatred,
Eternal vengeance,
Eternal pain.

Within myself I am nothing,
My secret keeps me from being alive,
My secret has killed me.

Nothing more to live for,
Nothing left to save,
This secret is my life,
This secret is my death.
It’s over.

Empty Soul
Do they see?
Do they wonder why people seem to cower before them?
In one angry rage; how can they not see what they do to life?
What they do to us…
What they do to me.

Empty soul, upon those rocks
I can see the way you hurt.
I can see the way you bleed.
Empty soul, within my empty heart.
Oh empty soul.
I can feel the pain you feel.
Empty soul,
Don’t cry for me.
Oh empty soul,
With all your pain.
How did they mange this?
How could anyone feel like this?
Oh empty soul, forgive my arrogance.

Empty soul, why do you cry?
Whatever did break this heart…
Oh empty soul,
Could you smile one last time?
Show me that I’m still alive.
Empty soul,
Smile in my empty heart.
Let me know that I’m still among the living.
Or am I among the dead?

Empty soul,
Don’t cry.
Sing a smile.
Let me know I’m alive.
Oh empty soul,
Don’t let me die.
Empty soul,
Please don’t shed another tear.
Not another tear.
Oh empty soul,
Let us be among the living.
Empty soul…
Sing a smile,
And carry us away from this emptiness.

Oh my empty soul, within my heart,
Please don’t shed another tear.
Empty soul,
Sing a smile for me.
My empty soul,
Please don’t cry.
No, not again.

Empty soul, you live within my heart.
Don’t let us fall.
Oh empty soul,
Don’t let me fail.

Empty soul, that sleeps within my heart,
You let us fall back into the empty…
Empty soul.

Heroes
They call themselves my heroes,
But what they couldn’t see is that a hero doesn’t kill,
But he gives his life for me.
They call themselves my heroes,
But that isn’t what I see,
My hero shouldn’t be a killer,
It should be my king.
They say they are our heroes,
But what they didn’t see,
Was our frightened faces as we watched them on T.V.
There was horror in our eyes,
As we watches someone else’s loved ones die,
Falling one by one,
Beneath the blood red sky.
They call themselves our heroes,
But that isn’t what we see.
We only see a coward,
Not someone who could save this world.
They call themselves our heroes,
But they aren’t what we need,
What we need is not so far out of reach.
(Unfinished)

Deathless wanderer
The dance,
The killing dance,
Among the collision of two worlds,
That dares to collide.
They feel now the revision,
Of what their land is to be.
Empty scalding futures.
Broken immortally.
Fear washing over the deathless clone.
Could you see that dance?
The dance of the dead,
That spiteful night.
Heart filled of fear.
Lifeless wondering.
Could you feel the despair?
The despair after that day.
We have all to see that dance.
The deathly dance.
The killing dance.

Down
Thrown, thrown down,
Deeply down.
Down, Down,
Till the sand is the last I feel.
Plunging…
Deeply into the earth less oblivion.
Could you feel me?
Could you feel the painless worth?
How could you leave me to lie…
Lie there beneath the dirt.
Alive!
\I was still among the living,
But I was cursed among the dead!
How could you not believe?
After all…
All we went through.
I fell,
I fell deeply for you.
How could you not realize the feelings?
Dead,
I was dead inside.
Buried six feet under by my own despair.
Save me

E t e r n i t y
Quiet whispers,
Above an open flame,
Fall upwards, and into the oblivious sky.
Dead dances through the eyes of other stuck in this artificial hell.
I believe, Yes I believe.
Tears seeping from the eyes of a worthless life,
Sleep becomes impending doom.
Within this sleep could we die?
Within a dream, could we trust the endless void beneath us?
Would we fall to the end?
Worthless hand, in worthless hand.
Hitting the bottom,
The lifeless bottom…
Together,
Whispering a soft eternity,
Whispering the whispers of the dead.
Would you still hold my hand?
Even in the death, we created?
Would you still whisper my name in the darkness?
Silent whispers,
Of a world to become.
None the better,
None the worse.
Forever more.

Destruction
The world crumbles,
As the people shake,
There lives forgotten in that brief quake.
The world is broken the inhabitants wiped out,
Nothing is left no one has lived.
The lives have been taken the planet destroyed,
Nothing is left,
It’s all over,
No one has lived,
I am alone once more,
Alone in the darkness of my own mind,
Freedom is no longer an option,
No light to save me,
No one to bring me happiness,
I’m all alone.

Toxin
All she sees is the eyes of judgement,
never knowing the truth behind their lies,
her life is judged by every single moment,
but who is to tell what is behind those eyes.

With so much sadness she holds there,
no one is to say the truth.
Her heart beats with the pain of eternity,
with such a broken life,
who is to say who this child is?

Their eyes burn through her,
like cigarettes piecing her skin,
no one knows the truth,
but they know the lies.
They never take the time to listen to what is behind those eyes.
They always assume that people are as what they see,
but who is to say what beauty lies behind the face?
Who is to say that the cover is what is in the book?
Who can tell me who she really is?

So many lies float through the air,
like toxin waiting for you to breath it in.
Soon the lies will be who she is,
the lies will be who she is to become.

Why do people have to lie?
What is the point in seeing only the face?
Does anyone really know,
what is behind those eyes?
Do you know the sadness inside?

Eternal
We knew it was always meant to be,
but it never came that easilly
Now you'll be together for eternity.

The love you share is never wasted
The life you live is not in vein
You'll love eachother eternally.
Always till the end.

The fear of death will never part you
the vows you say are Forever True.
Your love is to never be parted,
Forever you are as one.

Bound for eternity,
Loving for all time.
Never to be parted.
Always and forever,
Loving till the end.

Waiting
I am Empty,
Waiting,
longing,
Falling,
Waiting,
Seeking,
All for you.

The door is closed,
and that quiet aching has become real
---Chorus---

I am waiting,
for a long time.
I am longing,
for you with me.
When will it be my turn to shine?

I cannot wait for all time,
somday I will move on,
but today,

---Chorus---

I am waiting,
for a lone time.
I am longing,
for you with me.
I just need a chance to shine.

One day I will give up,
and maybe have a new love,
but today,

---Chorus---

I am waiting,
for a long time.
I am longing,
for you with me.
I just want a chance to shine.

Will you be there,
when I need you?
Can you help me,
When I want you?
Can you be my guiding light?

Someday,
I wont be there,
and one day you will miss me,
but for today,

--chorus--

I am waiting,
for a long time.
I am longing,
for you with me.
I just want a chance to shine.

-Chorus- x3- then Fade out.

it's the air I breathe,
the thing I talk to,
what helps me become,
what helps me complete.

It's my moment of glory,
my moment of pain.
it's my life,
my death...

It helps me to serve,
it helps me to glow.
it helps me to imagine...

It's the love of my life,
the reason I live,
the reason I worship...
the reason I breathe.

It does not hate,
so it never forgives...
I write,
therefore...
I live.

Teenage Suicide

Torn between life and death,
my hands grip your handle,
staring at your shimmering steel blade.
Temptation.

No one can save me now,
I've jumped and now I'm falling,
six feet from the bottom,
dangling by a thread,
and I can't find my way up.
Hope.

I haven't hit rock bottom yet,
but I'm dangling by a thread.
I can't see what I fell from anymore,
I'm hanging, dangling from your hands now.
Torniquet.

I turn to the heavens,
but I can't find my way back up,
a fallen angel,
the blood red sky below.

Depression has taken over,
your blade slips across my wrist,
the thread broken.
Blood dripping into the sky...
I fall to the world,
a fallen angel...
My suicide.

For My Friend

I just want this nightmare to be over,
everytime I close my eyes I see your angry face,
your judging eyes.
I just wanna wake up,
I can't stand this.
So Unhappy.

Why couldn't life be easy in my eternal sleep?
All I see are your hating eyes.
Painful

I don't understand,
why wont you smile?
I see your face in the crowd,
those burning eyes...
Why can't you just care about me?
Why do you have to be so afraid?

I'm Sorry--
I'm sorry for ever feeling...
If I could take it back I would,
but...I will always love you.

A Backwards world

We pass eachother,
going the opposite direction,
our eyes meet,
our heads cast down.
I hug my possessions close to me,
and stare at you with tears in my eyes.
You stare back,
eyes cold,
unfeeling.

I can feel my heart shatter in my chest,
and I wish I would die,
your eyes search for a lie they cannot find.

If wishes came true,
I'd wish for death.
The classic story of Romeo and Juliet...
Where only Romeo dies.
The perfect tradgedy.

I'm sorry...
So sorry.

Holiday Poem
[not original, but funny]
Twas the day before christmas,
and all through the house...
little babies were screaming...
and wrappings were tossed.

The toys all strung out,
across the living room floor,
some seemed to be forgotten,
ones they'd never play with anymore.

The camera went snapping,
the video kept rolling...

The little kids believed in that old saint nick,
not in money,
or in what they got,
or from whom it had been given from.
They played there carefree in the afternoon sun

but over in the corner,
a boy unsatisfied.
Tears fell down his face in vain....
He complained about nothing,
but complained about everything...

His jealousy and pride said it all.
-
The boy in this poem kind of resembles my little brother, because he was bragging about how much better the stuff he got was. I'm just thankful I got what I asked for ^__^...

Not worksafe

Sun, 19 Feb 2006 20:53:52 GMT

He forced her head up and pushed his lips against hers to stop her from screaming his hands roamed her body freely. She pushed her lips closed tightly and "mmped." loudly. Desperatly, he tried to push his tongue between her tightly closed lips, but she wouldn't have it. He plunged his hands beneath her black tanktop and forced it over her head despite the face she tired to force it back down and over her body. Tears were falling out of her eyes now.

He discarded her shirt on the floor, and kissed her shoulders while he worked her pants off. He discarded those too, and then he pushed her onto the bed, his hands groping and touching her almost bare body.

"NO!" she screamed, "no stop it! I belong to him! I belong to my Knight! RAINEER! OOKAMI! MY KNIGHT!" she screamed pittifully. He only smiled, ripping off her remaining clothing and then he undressed himself hastilly. All the while Ryker screamed and thrashed. Finished, the man pinned her down and shoved his tongue down her throat. Ryker choked and struggled to breathe.

When he pulled back, she gasped for air and tried to roll from beneath him. he grabbed her wrists, pinning her to the bed. She screamed again, and he used his legs to part hers. Fear fulled her eyes and she struggled to free herself from him.

"No!" she bellowed "I said no!" she tried so hard to ger him off of her, but he was too strong. "Please hear me," she whispered to no one, "this is my final plea dear knight, dear love. Save me from this pain." With those words spoken her struggle stopped and she allowed herself to be overcome by him.
"Good girl," he whispered, kissing his neck and brushing himself against one of her parted legs. She felt dirty and sick, there was vomit coming up in her throat, she could feel it...
[[cuts off right there MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA]]

Cliffie again :P, but it continues down here

From last post...
She felt dirty and sick and there was vomit coming up in her throat now...

Continuation
but just before she released it all over the man ontop of her, she heard glass breaking and the man was thrown off of her. She heard him land with a soft 'thud' on the floor. She was completely speechless, she lay there perfectly still on the bed, not daring to move from her position.

The man who had shoved her rapist off of her, picked up her father's longsword from the corner of her room and she heard him shove it into her rapist's chest. There came a soft cry from his mouth, and then he gasped out his last breath.

Then she finally gathered the courage and strength to sit up slightly and lower her parted legs, pushing them together tightly. She caught a glimpse of Navy hair before she fell backwards into her pillows Lazily, her green eyes shimmered with tears.

"Syrenia?" A familiar voice asked, she did not answer, instead she shook with soft sobs and gave him a soft cry that sounded much like the mewl of a kitten.

She felt the side of her bed drop down slightly with the weight of the other person as he sat on it. She turned her head and looked at him, he reached out and touched her face gently, wiping the tears from her eyes, she gave a half sigh and hiccuped. He looked at her, the pain could be seen in his eyes clearly, Ryker's heart did a little flip.

"I'm so sorry," he whispered into her ear. Her heart gave an uncomfortable thump and she lifted her hand, pressing her fingers to his lips, and pushing him back a little bit. He drew back farther, and she let her hand drop by her side.

"Mmph," she said staring up at the ceiling, tears threatening to fall once more.

"Did he hurt you?" He asked suddenly. Ryker knew what he meant and she shook her head 'no'. She could see him nod out of the corner of her eye and she gave a light smile, but it faded just as quickly as it had come.

"Raineer," she whispered, trying to get his attention. His eyes moved to her again, roaming over her nude body and taking it in slowly. She forced herself to sit up and she faced him, their eyes locked, and she crawled closer to him. Her dark green hair fell over her body, hiding it from his roaming, hungry eyes. He caressed her face, longing to touch her soft skin. She moved closer until she was barely an inch away from his lips, her eyes were closed slightly.

"Please," she whispered, his eyes watched her lips closely, "Please make me forget..." Raineer's eyes widened a bit, and he closed the distance between them and all the repressed and forgotten passion, lust and longing flowed into that kiss. It was the most passionate thing the two of them had ever felt in their entire life. She leaned back onto her bed until his body was fully ontop of hers and she started to fumble with the button of his pants.

Yeah CLIFFIE, but I'll finish this someday.

All of this...

Sun, 19 Feb 2006 20:45:20 GMT

Title: My life as an anime obsessed teen: After School clubs
Author: airiechan
Length: 528 Words and 2,128 characters
Rating: PG-13 [to be safe]
Summary: After School...Mobile 9

I hurried out of studyhall and walked alongside Paul. He had showed me how to do some basic coding and I was overly happy for some unknown reason. Then suddenly my mood dropped as I rounded the corner to the front of the school building. I saw Will, Jesse and Sephanie walking towards me. I Stared for a moment and then hurried off ignoring their calls to stop me. I remember Jesse calling me a bitch, but I ignored him as well.

I reached the inside of the building and rushed to the cafeteria to see Jeri and Tiffany. They both launched themselves on me and I almost lost my balance, but luckily I have the strength of Kagura from Fruits Basket. I had to listen to them babble on and on about nonsense and I sighed. Something about today, something about wednesday.

Soon after I reached there I hurried off to meet with my club in Mobile 9. I walked slow and as soon as I got there my mood completely dropped down to nothing. If I felt no emotion I felt no pain. I entered the mobile and they all cheered my name happily.

Christina couldn't get the TV to work so I took out my notebook and started to write. I wrote out all my feelings into a fanfiction. It seemed kind of corny at first, but I started to get into it. The words seemed to write themselves and I quickly got into it.

By the time Christina had gotten everything settled, I was so inside myself and quiet they almost forgot I was there. They called my attention, but it felt so odd having them call my name. I got up and sat a desk behind Christina. I had no desire to watch the anime, I only wanted to finish what my words had begun.

Once she finally started the Anime, I noticed Will kept looking at me. I pulled my notebook closer to myself...I just wanted him to stop. I Scribbled down more words and it felt like tears were going to come down any minute and I had no reason to cry. I remember wishing for it to end over and over.

When Mr. Corey came out into his room to tell us to wrap it up I felt relieved. I got up and left the room first just as I was called to the office by my stupid father who doesn't listen to me at all. I bolt out of the room and run like Naruto when he was chasing that dude [XD].

As soon as I reached the hill and started to round the corner I could hear them calling my name, but I didn't stop. I wouldn't stop for anyone. Not now...not ever.

I reached the car with ease, but I was still breathing hard. I just didn't want to stop. I drove past them, and I watched them out of my window as I left.

The very last thing I saw, was an even of foreshadowing...Two of my friends were talking and they watched me as I passed. Somehow I fear this is a bad omen.

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Title: The Life of an anime obsessed teen: Fivel the Mouse and Driving
Series: The life of an Anime obsessed teenager
Rated: G
Summary: What it would be like if I went to get my license.
Author: airiechan

We arrived at the DMV, my dad and I. I looked determined, much like Raenef would look if he were screaming out his signature line, the one that makes him look so unbeliveably cute, but I didn't look cute...I looked evil. Often times I wonder why I haven't been chosen to be a demon Lordess...it'd be awesome, but back to the task at hand. I cant believe I actually made it this far, I had my permit, I had actually passed Driver's Ed and now I stood infront of the damned DMV looking like Raenef on drugs, but then again you probably already knew all that.

I took a deep breath and I felt a reassuring hand on my shoulder. I turned to my father beside me thinking, 'Why did Yuugi's grandfather have to get sucked into the TV...why not my dad?'

"Dad, don't do that!" I complained, "It's embarassing!" My father was so annoying at times. I just couldn't believe it.

We walked into the building and he mumbled stuff to the lady, I ignored them until I heard my father's booming laughter. I jumped at that sound and glared at him. I could feel the eyes of everyone upon me.

"Lovely dad," I mumbled, "Just lovely."

I sat then, waiting for doom to come upon me. That's when I saw her. I cringed at her loud squeaking voice and I decided she would now be known as Fivel, the mouse from an American tail, but even that didn't do her justice. Then my mind wandered to Fonda Fontayn from Yu-gi-oh GX and I surpressed a giggle. Not even her horrible americanized voice could compare to Mrs. Fivel's.

Once inside the car, Mrs. Fivel was a mean, lean fighting machine that reminded me of the Gym teacher Bakura had put into a figure in Yu-gi-oh, though the squeakyness of her voice was utter murder on my ears. I couldn't help but wonder what her hair would look like green. Then for the first time, I took in her whole appearence and not just her awful voice.

She was tall, fat and had curly yellow-ish hair. She wore birth-control glasses and she had on a red buisness suit. Her legs were ugly and veins pertruded from the sides. I gagged, Mrs. Fivel was old!

"Start the car please," Mrs. Fivel ordered.

"Sure thing Mrs. Fivel," I said cheerily. She gave me an incredulous look. I smirked.

"My name," she began, "Is not Mrs. Fivel, young lady, it is Mrs. Cunningham." I resisted the urge to cover my ears to rid myself of that dredful noise and turned the key in the ignition. Then I turned, pulling on my seatbelt.

"State law!" I exclaimed. Mrs. Fivel just glared at me.

"Just pull out," she mumbled. I winced at her voice and did as I was told.

She put me through various tests and I failed every single one, I knew it too. Parallel parking, I ran into two cars. Perpindicular parking, I parked to close to the line and scraped the paint of the car beside me. Parking on a hill wasn't much different. I 'accidently' put it in neautral and then down it went. Oh how she screamed, I remembered the screaming...and I laughed. This laday was fun.

The last straw came finally as I slammed on the breaks, breaking with my left foot, and I dumped her coffee all over her lap. Her screams of agony brought tears to my eyes I was laughing so hard.

"Go back!" She screamed, "You go right back to where you came from you DEMON!" Her voice sounded like the breaks had a few moments ago, screeching and driving me crazy.

"Sure thing Mrs. Fivel," I cried, pulling into the parking lot sloppily and slamming into her car. She screamed and I tried not to laugh.

I watched her get out of the car and fall onto the ground.
"NEVER!" She screamed, "You will NEVER get your license in this state if I can help it! NEVER!" I surpressed a cry of joy, but she must've seen it. She smirked.

The next thing I knew I was driving home. I groaned. Mrs. Fivel was the most wicked woman I ever knew. A horrible excuse or a rat she was. A HORRIBLE excuse.

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THE WORLD WAS DARK, it had always been dark. Especially in the deep jungle that Syrenia and many of her people called home. Syrenia had roamed these streets over and over and she was starting to get bored with her life here, when she was younger she and her parents used to travel a lot, but now that she was 12 her parents had settled down and they didn’t move anymore. Everything about this place bored her now, the darkness, the leaves, the fact she had no friends. It was so annoying! How she longed for someone who actually cared enough to talk to her.

She had been walking for quite awhile and she still had no intention of going back home. Why return to a place she hated more than she hated herself? As she walked she noticed her surroundings were closing in on her, the trees seemed to be closing in on her and for the first time in her life since she was 5 she was afraid of the darkness that surrounded her. She could hear movement in the trees around her and she fell to the ground her knees to her chin and she started to cry. This was the first time she had cried since she was a baby, so she was actually pretty scared. Then something she didn’t expect happened, a boy about her age came out of the trees. He stared at her for a moment before he turned to leave.

“Wait…” she whispered. The boy turned back to her.

“Yes?” He asked.

“I’m lost,” she said with a sniffle, “Please help me get back…”

“Where are you from?” Syrenia sniffled again before realizing she didn’t know where she was from. She only knew what it looked like. She looked at the boy in front of her and shook her head.

“I don’t know the name…but I know it’s on the far side of this place, far enough away from the Gorillas…” The boy smiled.

“I’m Raineer, but call me Wolf…”

“I’m Syrenia, but please…my friends call me Ryker.”

“Syrenia is a pretty name, why would you want to hide it behind that nickname?”

“It is what I am,” came her simple reply. The boy looked worried now. In his time of worry, Ryker studied him. He had Navy blue hair and amber eyes. He wore long baggy blue jeans, a navy tank top with buttons [A/N: much like Riku’s shirt], steel toed boots and some wrist bands with a lion shaped necklace and a beautiful ring with a lion on it as well. From what Ryker saw, he was very handsome as well. Then she met his eyes without knowing it and blushed a little when she noticed he was studying her. She wasn’t very pretty so it kind of made her a little self conscious. She had shoulder length dark green hair, bright green eyes and a pale complexion. She wore a form-fitting [tight] black spaghetti strap top with black pants outlined in red [A/N: something you’d find it hot topic], she also had boots that went a few inches above her knees, a leather jacket, and crisscrossing belts. Her style was awkward compared to his, but he seemed to be enjoying the way she looked. Ryker cleared her throat and brought him back to her attention. He blushed a little and rubbed the back of his head.

“Now, where did you say you were from?” He asked lamely. Ryker blinked.

“You know…I have no idea…”

“How odd,” he said a bit worriedly. Ryker wasn’t really all that interested in getting home anyway. Her home was overrated and boring, and this boy seemed to be an opening of a whole world of adventure. They could have a lot of fun together, but sooner or later she would have to go back to her family, to her people. But now, if only for tonight, she wanted to have something she could remember forever. Something she could hold onto, she wanted to have a friend.

Chapter two

They spent hours walking back to where she had come from, and now the sun was starting to come up behind them. Ryker yawned a little and stumped over something. She desperately tried to keep her eyes open, but she couldn’t. She stumbled over another thing and this time she fell forward and into Raineer. He groaned and struggled to his feet. Ryker moaned and tried to scramble off of him.

“This is no good,” he whispered tiredly, “we need to rest.” Ryker nodded in reply and snuggled close to him for warmth and comfort. He sighed and held onto her closely so that neither of them would be attacked by anything. Soon the both of them at fallen asleep and they were getting the rest they deserved.

It was dark when they awoke again and Ryker groaned, rubbing her eyes.

“This is really going to mess up my sleep pattern,” she complained.

“And it wasn’t messed up before?” Raineer asked jokingly. Ryker shot him a death glare and he held up his hands protectively.

“Hey…Hey, I was only trying to be funny.” Ryker softened her glare, but didn’t let up.

“Let’s just start walking again.” She said, a little angry.

“Fine,” came his reply. Ryker laughed a little, but she made sure he didn’t hear it. Both of them stood and in a few seconds they were walking again. For a long time neither of them spoke, they just watched the darkness a little on edge. Ryker then brushed up against Raineer’s arm, letting him know she was a little uncomfortable with the silence and he blushed a little at her touch. Ryker blushed too, but she tried to hide it.

“So…” he said, “How old are you?”

“Twelve,” she said quietly, “you?”

“Thirteen…”

“Are you from here?” She asked, kicking a bit of sand out of the way.

“No…I don’t really know where I’m from anymore,” he said spitefully.

“What do you mean?”

“Oh…I don’t know.” Ryker stared at him for a brief moment or two before letting it go. She was hoping he would tell her more, but he never did. No one ever did.

“What’re you other friends like?” He asked suddenly. Ryker gave a cry of surprise and blushed again, staring at the ground.

“I um…” she stated, “I don’t have any other friends…” Raineer stopped; Ryker kept walking. He reached out and grabbed her wrist lightly to let her know he had stopped. She stopped too, unable to go any farther.

“Why?” He asked, “What’s wrong with you?”

“I’m too shy to really talk to anyone, and the ones I do talk to are afraid of my quiet appearance.”

“That’s awful…” he said, releasing her wrist. The two of them walked once more in silence.

“What’s your homeland like?” Ryker asked, breaking the yet again uncomfortable silence.

“I don’t remember it anymore.”

“Why not?”

“It’s been so long…” Ryker blinked.

“But you’re just a kid…” Raineer looked at her and he shook his head chuckling.

“You don’t understand.” Ryker stopped then.

“Explain it to me…” Raineer stopped then too and he turned to look at her.

“The thing is, I can’t, because I don’t remember what it was like or why I left or how I got here,
but I can start new memories on this land here with you,” he said with a wide smile, “Oh well, no use dwelling in the past!” Ryker eyed him suspiciously, but then she shook it off. What’s a friendship without trust right?

“I guess…” she said a little too doubtfully. Raineer frowned at her doubt, but he didn’t say anything more on the subject.

An hour or two before sun rise they reached a town that Ryker recognized to be her own. She gave Raineer a bright smile and slipped her hand into his, dragging him into her world. He was a bit reluctant at first, but Ryker was strong, so he had no choice but to follow her. He took in the sights, it was a brilliant little city by the sea with markets and houses and lots and lots of fish. It made him feel a bit uncomfortable, but he felt more at home than anything else. Now Ryker was running and Raineer was struggling a bit to keep up. It has been a long day’s walk and it had taken its toll on his bruised legs, but he didn’t dare get separated from her. Soon she stopped before a house that was larger than all the others and Raineer assumed it to be a palace. Ryker started for the steps, but Raineer stood cold and rigid. He almost made Ryker fall.

“Oh dear,” he said, scrambling to catch her, “I’m sorry…I was just…” Ryker beamed at him.

“Oh it’s fine; a lot of people are intimidated by the size.” Raineer smiled and laughed, allowing Ryker to lead him up the steps. Ryker pushed open the doors of her home and called into the opening.

“Hello?” She asked, “Anybody here!?” Though, no one answered her, she grumbled a bit under her breath and led him in. Raineer allowed himself to be led, what else could he do? As soon as they were inside the manor she pulled him towards the stairs, and yet again, he followed. The staircase seemed to never end. All though just seconds after they started to climb it, they arrived at a door that Ryker stopped in front of. He glanced at her a few times, but all she did was stare at the door, so he waited.

It seemed like forever that they stood there before Ryker reached out and touched the door. Surprisingly, his hand went with hers, at the same time, in the same place. His hand overlapped hers and she blushed.

“You have big hands…” she stated obviously.

“Yes, thank you…” He replied, not really listening to her since his heart was pounding pretty fast right now, but he couldn’t move his hand…not even if he tried. So Ryker slid her hand from beneath his and went to the door knob, Raineer drew back his hand finally and took a deep breath. He didn’t understand what had happened, but he figured that it had something to do with the fact he was tired. So when Ryker opened the door, he saw a beautiful room. It was painted a light sky blue with clouds on it and the bed in the room was huge and it had a white frame and a white comforter with blue sheets and the rest of her set [Desk, wardrobe, dresser, night stand] was white as well. It was so beautiful he swore he heard himself gasp.

Ryker looked at him briefly before taking his hand and leading him in. She closed the door behind them both and then she let go of his hand and approached her bed. Amazingly there was a bed beneath hers that she could pull out. Raineer looked at it and smiled. It had been so long since he had slept on something that wasn’t the ground. Ryker beamed at him and she pulled her shoes off and set them by her bed, then she took this moment to approach the dresser and pull out baggy pajama bottoms and a white pajama top. Raineer blushed and turned around. His back was to her now and Ryker smiled, he was very courteous. When she had finished dressing for bed, she tapped him on the shoulder and he turned around. He noticed her hair was longer, now it was past her waist he stared at her oddly, she only laughed and smiled.

“I had it pinned up, it’s really longer than it seems.” Raineer nodded, not really listening. He had this incredible longing to run his fingers through her hair, but he held back and instead he crouched down and undid his shoes.

After the both of them had fallen asleep everything seemed to be fun and all right, until her parents arrived home. They walked the stairs to her room and opened it, and once they saw the boy her mother screamed. Ryker sat up quickly and reached for the dagger she kept on her night table with he eyes closed. Once she grabbed it she stood and ran quickly towards the noise, but she was blocked by a shield and now she opened her eyes.

“Oh…” she said, “my bad…” Her parents glared and she shrugged. “Next time, don’t scream like that.” Her mother growled a bit and pointed at the bed she had pulled out for Raineer.

“Oh…” she said again, “He’s a stray of sorts, he helped me find my way home…so I figured I could give him a place to sleep for just a little while you know?”

“We have spare rooms!” her mother offered. Ryker blushed.

“My brain was tired and I wasn’t think about the spares right then, I was thinking about sleep.”

“Oh all right, just get him out of here soon.” Ryker looked a little hurt at that statement, but she nodded, her eyes were cast at the floor. Now that she had just gotten her new friend, she had to lose him! It was so terrible. Maybe her parents were the reason she had no friends, maybe they were a little too intimidating for the commoners. Ryker gulped.

“Commoners…” she thought. She had heard that word so many time before, but this time it had made her feel sick, but why? Maybe Raineer wasn’t common…she hated her parents’ laws.

“Do you understand Syrenia?” Ryker wanted so bad to shake her head no, but all she did was nod her head yes, obeying her mother’s insane laws once more. She wished so much that she could run away. Her first friend had been lost in under a day. Her mother kissed her forehead and smiled in approval. Ryker wiped away the wetness and said nothing more to her mother.

After both of them left, Ryker went back and sat on her bed, knees to her chest once more and she cried. Her crying seemed to wake Raineer up, because he sat next to her on her bed and tried desperately to comfort the crying girl. Ryker buried her face in his chest, and for the first time she took in his scent. He smelled of roses and rain, she sighed into his shirt then, a deep and longing sigh. She felt Raineer’s Muscles tense against her, and her heart made an uncomfortable thump, she pulled back from him. He rested his hands on her shoulders and stared into her eyes.

“Now, tell me what the matter is,” he commanded. Ryker turned her eyes away from him and more tears welled up in her eyes. She tried to go back to his chest, but he held her away from him. “Tell me what is wrong with you!” He said squeezing her shoulders so harshly he made her cry out.

“Stop…” she whimpered, “You’re hurting me!” Startled at her pleading tone, Raineer released her and she fell into him. Her whole body shook with fear and grief and now she was sobbing into his shirt once more. Years of bottled emotions and pain and even loneliness came out in a matter of seconds.

Somewhere along the line between her shaking and sobbing, Ryker fell asleep on Raineer. Raineer just held her in his arms, not willing to let her go. There was something she wasn’t telling him, something that had been going on for a long time, long before he even uttered a hello to her. Everything that had been welling up, she had just released and he bet it felt so much better than it used it. He would have liked to talk to her, but she was still sleeping on his chest. He took this time to relocate himself, crack his back and lean back against her pillows. Just as he did that, he noticed the position they were in. He was lying down on her bed; she was lying on his chest, between his legs. Her face looked so peaceful despite the tears that still clung to her eyelashes. Raineer frowned and rubbed the tears from her eyes. Ryker stirred and groaned. She rolled onto her back and Raineer shifted uncomfortably beneath her. He tried to find a comfortable position, but it was way to hard because in every position he moved into all he could think about was her, her scent, how much he wanted her. He groaned and tried to struggle from beneath her, but she moaned and rolled onto her stomach, and held onto his shirt. Raineer bit his lip and he gave a kind of weird squeak. Ryker groaned and struggled to sit up and opened her eyes.

“Oh,” she whispered a few inched away from his lips. “I must’ve fallen asleep…” Raineer’s eye twitched as he stared at her lips. “Mmm…” she said, falling backwards on her bed before him. Raineer took a deep breath and stared at the sheets on her bed.

“How long was I out for?”

“Uh…wha?” Raineer asked a little dazed.

“How long was I asleep for?” She asked, sitting up, her hair falling over her eyes. Raineer tried to talk again, but his voice failed him.

“Uh…hubba…guh!”

“I’m sorry?” Ryker asked, a curious expression on her face, “I do not believe I am familiar with that language…” Raineer blushed miserably and tried to regain his composure. Ryker giggled at his expense.

“I am such a loser,” he mumbled. Ryker’s face suddenly turned serious.

“No you aren’t Ookami…” She whispered. His head shot up, and he stared at her face, it was the first time she had called him by his nickname, even if it was in a different language than what he spoke normally, he still understood her words. Ryker gave him a bright smile and suddenly Raineer felt a lot better about being near her.

Another long silence fell over them, and they just stared at each other, the bed, and their other surroundings. Finally, it was Ryker who broke the silence.

“Have you…” She started, blushing and fidgeting with her sheets.

“Have I..?” Raineer asked, urging her to continue.

“Have you...um…ever b-b-been,” She paused to regain her courage, “been with a woman?” She asked the last part of her question quickly, but without slurring her words together. Raineer wasn’t sure how to answer her question; he had been around women sure. His brother had a lot of female friends, but none of them he had ever shown interest in. He also hadn’t slept with a woman, nor had he kissed one. [Not that he had kissed a man either, but hey].

“Well,” he started, “If you mean if I’ve been around them, sure, but if you’re wondering if I’ve slept with one or kissed one, no, I haven’t even held a girl’s hand…” The last part came out of his mouth before he realized he had held her hand. His eyes widened a bit, and he could feel his heart beat racing, could this be love? The feeling he had often heard described to him by other men in his household, but something he had never really experienced for himself. Was this what they were marveling about? Ryker smiled at his blushing face and gave him a wink.

“But you held my hand silly,” she said sweetly. Her voice sounded much like a 6-year-old and it proved to be a turn off for him, he didn’t like it when she was naive he liked it when she was standoffish and when she acted her own age. Ryker caught a glimpse of his frowning expression, and smiled, she had won.

“Well, yeah…I guess…” He said, feeling his hand twitch slightly. He wanted to touch her again. Ryker caught this too, and she decided she’d grant him his wish. She moved her hand to rest on top of his and she positioned herself on all fours, leaning in close as if to kiss him. He could see straight down her shirt, she was fairly large for one so young; he blushed again.

“I’m so glad I made a new friend,” she said with a wide smile, showing off some very sharp looking fangs.

“Eh?” He asked stupidly. She removed her hand from his and made a kind of pounce, pushing him back on her bed and wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Best buddies!” She cried. Another turn off, he didn’t like this. He tried to push her off, but she clung to him hard, making sure she would push him in the right direction. Her eyes were sad even if her voice was happy, she wanted so badly to allow him to fall in love with her, but she knew her parents would never have it…after all, she had been betrothed to someone else. As she hugged him, she could hear the soft pitter-patter of her mother’s small, frail feet and she pulled back. Any second now she knew her door was going to click open. She dove off of her bed, and pretended to be sitting in the chair, a book in her lap. Raineer watched her stupidly, marveling at her fast reflexes. Then her door clicked open, and in came her mother. Ryker didn’t look up from her book until her mother cleared her throat, calling her attention.

“Hello mama,” she said, beaming. Her mother gave a kind of head motion to Raineer on the bed. Ryker glanced at him out of the side of her eye, trying desperately not to lose sight of her mother. Raineer took that as his cue. He dropped off of her bed and rose to his full height, which was much taller than Ryker’s mother and her father for that matter, and he approached her. Her eyes watched him without a hint of fear. Seconds after he arrived before her, he fell to one knee and took her hand in his, kissing it softly as a sign of the utmost respect. Her eyes widened in surprise and Ryker smiled triumphantly.

“I am Raineer,” he said politely, still not rising, “I am please to meet you madame.” Ryker’s mother invited him to stand. He stood slowly, coming up to his full height once more.

“Such a charming man you are Raineer,” her mother said, impressed. Then her eyes turned back to Ryker, who still had a smug smile on her face.

“Ryker, Darem is downstairs awaiting your presence; please dress in something more formal.” The smile faded from Ryker’s face. Darem was here? She thought he wasn’t supposed to come again fro another week.

“Darem?” She asked, dazed, “why is he here?” Her mother smiled lightly at her.

“He has every right to be here, he is your fiancé.” Her mother’s words hit her hard, like 2 tons of water rushing over her, every single bit of it stung hard. She looked at Raineer, he remained expressionless, staring over her mother’s head, but she could tell by the way he looked that the words had affected him too. Her mother gave a bright smile and turned to leave. As soon as she closed the door behind her and pitter-pattered her way down the hall, Ryker shot up from her chair with a yell.

“Darem?” she screamed, clenching her fists. Raineer didn’t move a muscle. Ryker looked at him pathetically. She stopped her fit, and walked over to him, touching his arm. He jumped, flinging his arm at her and knocking her over. She looked up at him, she showed no emotion, not even pain. He looked down at her, and she gasped. His eyes had become cold. Had she broken his heart?

“Raineer…?” She asked, trying to choke back her emotions. He shook his head.

“Why did I believe that for one second maybe you could’ve been mine?” He asked in a barely audible whisper. Her eyes turned soft and they began to get wet with tears, as a song came into her mind.

“When we are older you’ll understand what I meant when I said no, I don’t think life is quite that simple,” she told him, her voice was sort of musical; she had clung to the lyrics when she was younger. Her parents had once told her it was what a beautiful princess had once told her knight. It sparked a smile in Raineer’s cold eyes.

“A dream of you, in a world without you,” came his solemn reply. Ryker’s heart gave an uncomfortable thump, and a tear escaped.

“My knight…” she whispered.

“My princess,” he replied. Then silence fell over the room as they parted. Raineer sat in a chair on the far side, reflecting on her words and Ryker started to dress to visit with the man she was to marry. Soon though, Raineer spoke.

“What does he look like?” He called to her. She smiled, tossing another thing out of the closet. So far her wardrobe was a long pink skirt and a white blouse that was sleeveless and had flowers sewn into it. It also showed off exactly what Darem liked to look at, her breast.

“He’s not very attractive,” she said, “and he’s stuck up. He’s not as tall as you are either…he’s barely as tall as me.” Raineer snorted angrily.

“Don’t flatter me Syrenia, tell me about his appearance.” Ryker smirked.

“He’s got long, frizzy blonde hair he has pulled back into a pony tail and he has pale blue eyes that make him look blind. He’s also about 20, far too old for me, but my parents insisted…” Raineer snorted again, Ryker giggled.

“Am I allowed to meet him?”

“You can catch a glimpse of him as my parents usher you out,” she said flatly.
Neither of them spoke again until she came out of the closet and twirled around.

“How do I look?” She asked excitedly. Raineer eyed her. She was wearing that pink skirt, two silver bracelets, tiny pink high heels and the white blouse from before. She had stripped off all of her other accessories that her mother deemed ‘unfit for a lady’.

“I don’t like you in pink,” he said. Ryker frowned at his reply.

“I hate pink on me too, but you know my mother she insisted.” Raineer snorted.

“It makes your hair look out of place.” She nodded, not willing to reply to his words anymore.
She turned and started to leave her room, Raineer only watched her go until she turned and motioned for him to follow. He stood and walked after her.

“Okay,” she whispered to him once they were out in the hallway, “I’ve talked to Matilda, and she’s willing to let you back in after my parents force you to leave, she will be waiting for you at the celler door for 20 minutes after your departure from my front door. Now, after you bid my father farewell, circle around to the back of my house and you’ll find a wooden door, knock on it three times and she will open the door for you, enter with haste, for it cannot be held open long.”

“What makes you so sure I want to come back?” Raineer asked. Ryker stared at him and sighed. She had finally gotten a friend and now he was going to weasel out of everything just like the others before him.

“If you don’t want to than don’t, I will allow you to choose…” Raineer was amazed at how sad her voice sounded. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, “For you, my princess, I shall return.” She looked at him briefly, with a smile then it faded.

“Dear knight,” she said, speaking softly, “you can make so such promise, for the jaws of war and death may devour you and you shall then be stuck at heavens golden gate, watching over me.”

“But still, dear princess” came his answer, “I shall return to you, even if not in a physical state, I am the whispers in your ear and the wind in your hair, I shall always be, even if just for a little while.” Their eyes met briefly, and then she turned away.

“Depart my knight; I can no longer bear my sorrow.” She turned from him then, her heels clicked on the marble floor as she made distance between them.

“What was once close is now so far, depart princess, I shall return,” he said once she had gotten far enough to not be able to hear him anymore. Then he followed behind her slowly, trying to avoid being seen. And just as Ryker had said, just as they reached the dining hall, her father took him by the arm and smiled in the direction of Darem. Raineer resisted the urge to laugh, because damn this guy was ugly, and he smiled at Darem as well. Darem gave him a contradicting look and smiled at Ryker’s father.

“Greetings Mr. Hiroshi, I trust things are well?”

“Exceptionally well, thank you.”

“Late tonight once my soon-to-be wife has gone back to her quarters, I would like to discuss our wedding night.” The man said, tugging at his imaginary mustache. Raineer glared at him, thinking,
‘There will be no wedding not for that bastard and my princess, not now, not ever.’ Ryker’s father only smiled.

“So soon Darem? You are not allowed to take her until she turns fourteen and that will not be until June a year from now.”

“It’s not so far off Mr. Hiroshi; it’s only a year and 6 months from now.” Raineer watched them talk. So she was going to marry this bastard in a 1 year and 6 months? That date was actually pretty far away.

Friends Only banners

Sun, 19 Feb 2006 20:43:11 GMT

So yeah...these banners are the last thing I did before my hard drive murdered itself. Enjoy them.

IMPORTANT UPDATE ON THESE! YOU MAY SNAG, BUT CREDIT ME

Spoilers

1Sentence and OTF

Sun, 19 Feb 2006 20:26:43 GMT

1sentence challenge table

#01 - Comfort	#02 - Kiss	#03 - Soft	#04 - Pain	#05 - Potatoes
#06 - Rain	#07 - Chocolate	#08 - Happiness	#09 - Telephone	#10 - Ears
#11 - Name	#12 - Sensual	#13 - Death	#14 - Sex	#15 - Touch
#16 - Weakness	#17 - Tears	#18 - Speed	#19 - Wind	#20 - Freedom
#21 - Life	#22 - Jealousy	#23 - Hands	#24 - Taste	#25 - Devotion
#26 - Forever	#27 - Blood	#28 - Sickness	#29 - Melody	#30 - Star
#31 - Home	#32 - Confusion	#33 - Fear	#34 - Lightning/Thunder	#35 - Bonds
#36 - Market	#37 - Technology	#38 - Gift	#39 - Smile	#40 - Innocence
#41 - Completion	#42 - Clouds	#43 - Sky	#44 - Heaven	#45 - Hell
#46 - Sun	#47 - Moon	#48 - Waves	#49 - Hair	#50 - Supernova

Sora x Leon Fanfics @ _overthefantasy

1. Amnesia	2. Antidote	3. Aura	4. Barrier	5. Battle
6. Berserk	7. Betrayal	8. Bloodlust	9. Chaos	10. Childhood
11. Cold	12. Concentration	13. Confusion	14. Contain	15. Creation
16. Crystal	17. Curse	18. Dark	19. Death	20. Defense
21. Destiny	22. Destruction	23. Devotion	24. Dreams	25. Earth
26. Elemental	27. Encourage	28. Enemy	29. Energy	30. Escape
31. Evil	32. Fantasy	33. Final	34. Fire	35. Focus
36. Force	37. Fortune	38. Friend	39. Ghost	40. Gold
41. Good	42. Gravity	43. Guardian	44. Haste	45. Heal
46. Heat	47. Hero	48. Holy	49. Ice	50. Inhuman
51. Invincible	52. Key	53. Life	54. Light	55. Lightning
56. Luck	57. Magic	58. Manipulate	59. Mystery	60. Nature
61. Oath	62. Phoenix	63. Poison	64. Power	65. Pray
66. Protect	67. Purity	68. Rebirth	69. Reflect	70. Remedy
71. Return	72. Resist	73. Reunion	74. Revenge	75. Rivalry
76. Romance	77. Sense	78. Shadows	79. Shield	80. Silence
81. Silver	82. Sin	83. Skill	84. Sleep	85. Slow
86. Soft	87. Soul	88. Speed	89. Stamina	90. Stars
91. Strength	92. Swordplay	93. Time	94. Threat	95. Trust
96. Wanderlust	97. Warrior	98. Water	99. Weapon	100. Wind

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Reskinned

Thu, 24 Nov 2005 08:07:59 GMT

X.x....

I skinned this one but you know...theres no point...

I have a better LJ...X.x...I should use this one for something though...

My other journal

Heyah

Wed, 29 Dec 2004 05:34:45 GMT

Created a site called the suicide Journals and now I'm supposed ot have a journal for it. Better keep this damn entry short here somes my sister, the very SAME reason I couldn't update my site. I hate her.

Cya tomorrow kiddies!!

Airie-chan