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All For You by Me
A sparkle of my sorrow
Drips in this shattered memory
These broken promises you made
Made my heart bleed eternally
This love is a never ending story
A maze I have to walk through
Silent screams inside my head
I wish you could just be true
Take my hand and don't let go
Make this moment last forever
Taking in all this pain for you
Why can't we just stay together?
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| 04.13.05 (10:06 pm) [edit] |
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I MOVED TO;
Alluring
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| All the lies comes back, the truth left unfold, honesty is not an option. |
| 09.02.04 (12:28 am) [edit] |
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Sorry my subject is umm kinda weird I knowz. Haha. Wellz school started. And yes people I'm still alive. But I don't think I'd be going online anymore. Cause I don't even have time. Right now I'm just using the computer to research a news paper article for homework. Then I have to start a book report and then study for a science test. The teachers are fine, but I fell asleep in two of my classes already. Yeah, well I don't really have time, and yeah, byesx! I'll update soon if I have time!
MIROKU AND SANGO GOT MARRIED??!!
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| 08.24.04 (9:37 pm) [edit] |
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School starts in 5 days.
My life will be back to hell in 5 days.
I hate school, hate it, hate it, hate it. Damn, I'm probably not even going to college. Well I don't blog everyday now. For some reason, I feel detached to the whole world, and just living in my own little world for now. I can get my school schedule now but I don't want to, I'll just wait till first day of school.
"Yohi" is a Japanese word. It's what our school mascot is called. It's suppose to mean "Devil". But I thought devil was "Youkai"? Wait nevermind, that's "Demon".
Nothing really going on with my life. So yeah..
*Fades Away*
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| My Cell Phone |
| 08.21.04 (9:38 pm) [edit] |
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Wee, lol. My phone is the BLUE one:

Yup it glows, it's so cool, hehe. But my is old and needs a new case. So yeah, I'm gonna get a new phone soon, I just don't know which one. Yes you probably have never seen one like this, cause I live in Japan, so then I buy my phones in Japan, lol. Make sense right? NEXT TIME IM GONNA BUY ONE WITH A CAMERA, THIS ONE DOESNT HAVE IT CAUSE IT'S SUPPOSE TO BE MY "EMERGENCY PHONE"
Sony Ericson A1101S
That's the name.
COMMENT PLEASE!!
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| Everything happens for a reason... |
| 08.19.04 (5:09 pm) [edit] |
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Highlites of yesterday:
Vlad emailed me yesterday, and after I read it, I couldnt stop smiling. Gods how I miss and love him so much!! Hmm you guys that knows him probably is wondering how he can be so nice to me huh? I don't really know either. He is a great part of my heart, I can't even explain it. They said everything happens for a reason, so there really is a reason why I met Vlad online and such. I don't know, but I'll wait till I meet him, maybe soon.
For Liz:
I heard that Kev broke up with Liz? Well here's my advice for Liz: Always stay strong!! Don't think that it's the end of the world Liz, cause your a great person, and you deserve someone, and someone deserves you. The right guy will come in your life soon. Were only 15-16 ? and we got more years to live. I think Kev really does love you, but you know how he's life is now. He has to make some sacrifices to live his new life. Now I'm starting to sound like a mother, no not my mother, just a mother. Liz you never know, maybe Josh is your night in shining armor. Lol. Hmm well yeah, I think my advice is good enough. I will always love you Liz Liz..
Well I think that's all I'm gonna say. Oh and yeah, I got 4 furnitures at habbo. Woot thanks to Brad [My boss there..] I asked him to trade with me, and he added a couch for free. So I traded all my furnitures to Candy Furni, and now it's pink!! Lol. I want my walls and carpet to be fix, so I am waiting for someone with credits that is nice enough to buy that for me as a gift. IT'S ONLY 2 CREDITS!!
SO PLEASE, ANYONE WITH ATLEAST 2 CREDITS AT HABBO THAT THEY CAN USE TO BUY ME PAINT AND CARPET, tMail ME AND I'LL GIVE YOU RIGHTS IN MY ROOM SO YOU CAN BUY IT AS A GIFT AND DROP IT OFF IN MY ROOM!! MY NAME IS "xHeartx143", SEARCH MY NAME TO GO TO MY ROOM!
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| 08.17.04 (8:22 pm) [edit] |
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" Living without you will hurt more than dying in your arms " -by Me Lala.. Finally I found a code for the song "Iris" . Hmm yeah, I'm gonna go look for more codes later to put on my blog. *Yawns* *Looks out my window..* Finally it's not raining anymore!! Well I have nothing to talk about..Oh wait, yes I do. I read this one FanFic called "I'll Remember You Forever" It's sad, it's like a mix of the movies "50 First Dates" and "A Walk To Remember". The girl [Which is named Kagome since it's an Inu FanFic] is like Lucy in "50 First Dates" but the only person she remember is Inuyasha. She started to forget how to eat, walk, breathe and such. She died and yeah, it was sad! Oh, and she always say "I'll Remember You Forever" before she goes to sleep..those were her last words too. Hmm so yeah, school starts in, wait..*Checks calendar..* 12 days, dammit. I hate school, I hate talking about school, grr so why am I talking about school now!!?? Lol. The phone is ringing..*Picks up the phone..* BRB!! *2o minutes later* Heh it was Jake!! I know this blog is boring but whatever!!
PLS STiLL COMMENT !!
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| Hmmm... |
| 08.15.04 (8:53 pm) [edit] |
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" It's not real love if you don't mean it. It's not real love if you can't feel it. It's not real love if your not ready to give up everything. It's not TRUE love if your not willing to die for it. " -by Me
Hello, well I'm not that sad anymore. I just try really hard not to think about anything that upsets me. I want to let go, move on, and forget. Well yeah, I'm gonna make some shout outs.
HERE'S SHOUT OUTS FOR MY FRIENDS IN VAMP SHADOWS:
Vlad: Hey, okay first I want to thank you for everything. You were the only one that understand me. In our life, we've been through some hard stuff. And that's probably one thing that we have in common. I know we have a lot more in common, but yeah, moving on..Remember when you said that your always there if I need anything or anyone? Well I'm saying the same to you too. I love you so much!!
Jake: Hi hi Jake Jake, hows you? I miss you so much. Well I know your doing fine and yeah, I love you!! Ooh look you are loved. Feel special ?
Josh: Hello, thanks so much for always being there for me. You always make me smile and make me happy. I love you so much Josh! Even though I know you love Liz and Me, I still love you. [Oh and you know what? You remind me of Alex cause he loved Me and Liz too, Lol!]
Liz: Hmm what can I say about you? Lol. Well thanks for always being there for me, being the best friend that you are. Lol, umm, I'm sorry I have to bring this up but..I'm over that Alex thing. Okay so I'm still a LITTLE mad, but not that much. I miss him a lot, but oh well. I love you Lizz!!
Vera: VerVer!! Hehe, well thank you so much for everything!! Your always so happy and always cheer me up. Hehe, well if you need anything just email me or something!! Oh and if you want I can hook you up with someone you like. Lol. LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!
Josh{Squishy}: Squishy!! Well I THANK YOU SO SO MUCH for giving me all your good advices!! It works!! Your one great person Squishy!! You always make people happy!!! If you need anyone to talk to, I'm always here okay? I Love You!!
Kik{Kikyo}: Well this is like the 38295 I'm gonna say this but: "YAY YOU'VE CHANGED!! AND iTS A GOOD CHANGE!!". Hehe, keep it up Kik. I like the happy Kik better than the sad-sarcastic-mad-whateve r one. Lol, well yeah, lol, uhh I don't know what to say now. Hehe I know what you look for in guys. Mwahah! Don't worry I won't tell him anymore, cause I can keep secrets, even though it's not a secret! LOVE YA!
Kagome: Hehe Kag you rock!! Lol, yup Fluffy ish hot. You know, I've been going to your blog lately, and I feel like your sad. Anything wrong? Well you know you can always talk to me about anything!!! I LOVE YOU KAG!! Hehe!!
That's it for now!! Next time I'm gonna make a shout out for my tBlog friends!! Well yup yup!!
PLEASE COMMENT !!!!!!!!!
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| Hmmm... |
| 08.15.04 (8:50 pm) [edit] |
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" It's not real love if you don't mean it. It's not real love if you can't feel it. It's not real love if your not ready to give up everything. It's not real love if your not willing to die for it. " -by Me
Hello, well I'm not that sad anymore. I just try really hard not to think about anything that upsets me. I want to let go, move on, and forget. Well yeah, I'm gonna make some shout outs.
HERE'S SHOUT OUTS FOR MY FRIENDS IN VAMP SHADOWS:
Vlad: Hey, okay first I want to thank you for everything. You were the only one that understand me. In our life, we've been through some hard stuff. And that's probably one thing that we have in common. I know we have a lot more in common, but yeah, moving on..Remember when you said that your always there if I need anything or anyone? Well I'm saying the same to you too. I love you so much!!
Jake: Hi hi Jake Jake, hows you? I miss you so much. Well I know your doing fine and yeah, I love you!! Ooh look you are loved. Feel special ?
Josh: Hello, thanks so much for always being there for me. You always make me smile and make me happy. I love you so much Josh! Even though I know you love Liz and Me, I still love you. [Oh and you know what? You remind me of Alex cause he loved Me and Liz too, Lol!]
Liz: Hmm what can I say about you? Lol. Well thanks for always being there for me, being the best friend that you are. Lol, umm, I'm sorry I have to bring this up but..I'm over that Alex thing. Okay so I'm still a LITTLE mad, but not that much. I miss him a lot, but oh well. I love you Lizz!!
Vera: VerVer!! Hehe, well thank you so much for everything!! Your always so happy and always cheer me up. Hehe, well if you need anything just email me or something!! Oh and if you want I can hook you up with someone you like. Lol. LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!
Josh{Squishy}: Squishy!! Well I THANK YOU SO SO MUCH for giving me all your good advices!! It works!! Your one great person Squishy!! You always make people happy!!! If you need anyone to talk to, I'm always here okay? I Love You!!
Kik{Kikyo}: Well this is like the 38295 I'm gonna say this but: "YAY YOU'VE CHANGED!! AND iTS A GOOD CHANGE!!". Hehe, keep it up Kik. I like the happy Kik better than the sad-sarcastic-mad-whateve r one. Lol, well yeah, lol, uhh I don't know what to say now. Hehe I know what you look for in guys. Mwahah! Don't worry I won't tell him anymore, cause I can keep secrets, even though it's not a secret! LOVE YA!
Kagome: Hehe Kag you rock!! Lol, yup Fluffy ish hot. You know, I've been going to your blog lately, and I feel like your sad. Anything wrong? Well you know you can always talk to me about anything!!! I LOVE YOU KAG!! Hehe!!
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| Memories in my head.. |
| 08.14.04 (9:12 pm) [edit] |
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This is my second blog this morning. I was reading a Kag/Inu fic, when I saw the lyrics to the song "There You'll Be". Last time I listened to that song was 2 years ago. Now as I listened to it I started crying, and I can't stop now. Memories from two years ago is all I see now, it hurts so much, I can't even describe it. I don't care if you call me a drama queen or an emotional person. Cause this is my blog, my rules, my way. I don't know what to do. I'm so sick and tired of my life. I just want to let go and forget. But I can't, everytime I try, I feel like something is holding me back. UGH I JUST HATE MY LIFE!!!
Sometimes I wish I could just get in a big accident and bump my head some how. I want to loose all the memories from my past, I want to let go.
There, I let out some feelings. I just needed to say it to someone or let it out somewhere.
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| Just like you.. |
| 08.14.04 (5:49 pm) [edit] |
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Well I finally have time to blog.
I got a new habbo account since my old one got hacked, it's: xhEaRtx143. Yep, that's it. I don't have any furnitures anymore again! Grr, but I'll get some furnitures back, somehow.
I just woke up, it's raining outside. The whole place out my window looks so SAD. Anyway, I went shopping yesterday again, heh it was fun. Then I went to mongolian night and I saw my friends from 6th grade there. Ahh seems like they don't hate me anymore, so just for that NiGHT, I let myself sit with them. It was umm weird, oh and my old friend's brother is now in the navy, and since yesterday was pay day, he paid for the bill. Yep and Dianne [My old friend, his sister] kept saying that he likes me. Oh well I don't really care. Then when we were in the parking lot, I had to be in his car cause there was "No Space" in the other car. They set me up obviously!! So yeah, we barely talked on the way home, and I got inside my house and left him outside. Lol, I don't really have time for boys right now. Yep that was what happened last night.
A poem I wrote some nights ago:
Disturbed Innocence, by Me
Sometimes the world goes crazy
Or is it just me?
Falling into nothingness
Just above the ground
Losing control of whatever is around
Hurt and fear I have to face
Tears pouring without grace
Watching reality, hoping it’s just an illusion
Don’t ruin my childhood imaginations
With these innocent eyes of mine
Already had enough of the cruel reality
Telling my mind that all those were just dreams
Please, walk away, before you hear my screams
I know my blog is boring now. Well I got nothing else to say anyway!!
PLEASE STiLL COMMENT !!
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| Wedding Dress.. |
| 08.13.04 (2:08 am) [edit] |
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Oh yes, I was stupid enough to give my password to someone in habbo. {Hey I got my reasons!} So my account got hacked, that little fucker. Please if you go to habbo go get .ABC. banned. PLEASE PLEASE!! She got into my account and probably took all my furnitures already!! Grr, uh oh, and Kikyo's couch too. Lol, don't worry I'll get it all back, somehow!! PLEASE GO GET HER BANNED!!
Oi well I got hooked with Weddings. So I drew my dream wedding gown, it looks cool. But I don't have a scanner so I searched online and found something that looks kinda like what I drew.
It's this: [Yes I turned it pink, because I think white is a little boring for a wedding gown I want, so even though I don't like pink that much, I chose that color!]

And here's two other gowns I liked and turned it to pink:


*Imagines myself in those gowns..*
Well that's it!!
COMMENT ON MY BLOG PLEASE !!
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| Foolish Heart |
| 08.12.04 (3:45 am) [edit] |
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Hey, well I got an email from my cousin today. Gahh she's growing up, she's 12 and she ask a lot of question about "Girl's Stuff" Heh, sometimes she just have noone to ask except me. Anyway, you know what's weird? My mom and her mom are bestfriends, except now they live in california. So we both have the same name "Keisha May". Heh, so cool. Well she with the email, there was a picture of her too! I was bored so I edited it and stuff!!
Here you go:
Before:

After:

Heh I think my cousin ish prettay!! We don't look alike that much but oh well!! Heh, okay I'm gonna go now.
PLEASE COMMENT !!
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| For you I will.. <3 |
| 08.11.04 (5:17 pm) [edit] |
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" I will cross the ocean for you, I will go and bring you the moon, I will be your hero, your strenght, Anything you need. I will be the sun in your sky, I will light your way for all time. Promise you, For you I will."
So, hows everyone?
I finnally talked to Josh last night. I was really sleepy though. Then my dad came home, came to my room and started yelling at me. Bleh, I hate him so much. Anyway, I'm so happy that Josh is back from the hospital. Oh Jake called in the middle of the night and yeah, we talked about STUFF.
I just noticed that my blog looks so girly! Even the song, heh. Oh well I like this song.
Umm yeah, okay here's something you guys might like:
Teen Commandments:
1. Thou shall not sneak out when parents are sleeping. (Why wait that long?)
2. Thou shall not do drugs. (Alcohol lasts longer, not to mention being cheaper.)
3. Thou shall not steal from K-Mart. (Wal-Mart has a bigger selection.)
4. Thou shall not be arrested for vandalism. (Destruction has a bigger effect, I can tell you all about this.)
5. Thou shall not steal from your parents. (Everyone knows grandma has more money.)
6. Thou shall not get into fights. (Cat fight anyhow...just start them.)
7. Thou shall not skip class. (Just take the whole day off.)
8. Thou shall not wear revealing clothes in class. (Hooters pays more.)
9. Thou shall not think about having sex. (Just do it!)
10. Thou shall not help old ladies across the street. (Just leave 'em in the middle.)
Hmm yeah, okay. It's not really that good but whatever.
PLEASE COMMENT !!
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| 08.11.04 (3:40 am) [edit] |
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NEW LAYOUT; pink en green !!
The person who won 1000 tBucks from my contest, you know who you are! Have fun with your 1000 tBucks!
So yeah, tBlog is pissing me off. I made a background for my blog, but it's not working for some reason. Oh well, I'll work on it later. My blog is so plain!! I'm looking for some stuff I can put on the side, to make my blog better. Well yeah, here's a little something for you people:
Learn chinese the easy way..

Do you have a dirty mind?
Take a look at the picture first... So, what did you see?
Now proceed and read below to find an explanation of what you really saw.
I'm sure you will find this very interesting.

Research has shown that young children cannot identify the intimate couple because they do not have prior memory associated with such scenario. What they will see are the nine dolphins. Additional note: This is a test to determine if you already have a corrupted mind. If it's hard for you to find the dolphins within 3 seconds, your mind is indeed corrupted.
PLEASE COMMENT !!
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| CONTEST-WiN 1000 tBucks! |
| 08.08.04 (12:35 am) [edit] |
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BLOG UNDERCONSTRUCTION!
-Whoever has the most meaningful, nice, and beautiful quote that is originally yours, will win 1000 tBucks! It can be about love, life, hate, and etc. I don't really care what it's about, but if I like it and it's meaningful, beautiful, and nice, you'll win 1000 tBucks-
Here's an example:
I've slipped, lost my grip, but life is that way, it'll go my way someday. -by Someone I know..
REMEMBER: MAKE SURE THE QUOTE IS YOURS!!
OHH DID I TELL YOU? IT CAN ALSO BE A FUNNY QUOTE!!
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| Lalala Lalala, Elmo's world.. |
| 08.07.04 (6:06 pm) [edit] |
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First I wanna say, my eyes hurts like hell. I better stop using the computer too much or else I have to wear glasses or contacts. I hate both, so bleh.
Yesterday I decided to stay home instead of going to the battle. I can't stand seeing him, so why bother go?
Umm this is for Josh and Vlad [Oh god, some drama coming! Lol]:
I just want BOTH of you guys to know that I decided to stay single just so none of you would get hurt. Well, Vlad probably won't feel anything, but anyway..Josh those comments on Vlad's blog is old, so don't freak out or anything. Umm see now I forgot what I was gonna say, so I'm gonna go now. Buh bye!
Heh I have a new job in Habbo, I work at BRM again. But not as a spy anymore!! My job is more fun. Oh yeah I found a way to get more furnitures, heheh. *Smiles Innocently*
Okay I just have to say something about the story "Early December". It's a really cool story about Kagome and Inuyasha. But still it's kinda impossible, since Inuyasha is being all sweet and such. Lol, but yeah, you guys should read it and read other stories from the same author. Special thanks to Kagome by the way, she was the one that told me about it!
To go there go to:
fanfiction.net
search MaidenofTheMoon
Click on it, and she has a note that says something about fanfiction not letting her keep "Early December" then click on the link. Or else just scroll down and read some of her stories..
COMMENT MY BLOG!
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| Weirdness in this house.. |
| 08.06.04 (11:49 pm) [edit] |
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Like what my title said..WEIRDNESS in this house..my mom actually smiled at me yesterday..Oh sure you probably think it's not a big deal! But it is to me, last time I saw my mom actually smile at me was like 10 years ago?
Well anyway, today is kid's day. So yeah, my brother and my mom is out there somewhere having fun. While here I am thinking if I should go out to see the "band battle" or not..I'm pretty sure my exboyfriend from two years ago is there with his band..He's the guy that made my life worse, well I'll stop talking about him cause I don't wanna remember my past with him..So yeah, this blog is boring but I don't give a shit right now..I'm so mad and confused.
Comment on my blog pweeze!! *SADDEST PUPPY DOG EYES*
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| Nothing last forever.. |
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Dammit, this is the second time I'm typing this ebil blog. The first one, I clicked on one of the smilies, and my whole blog dissapeared. GRR!
My dream:
I dreamed that I was in the movie theater, and I couldn't concentrate on the movie cause too much preps were giggling. So I used my "MIKO" powers and blew up the whole movie theater, I watched all the preps die from a roof. Lmao weird huh?
Anyway I went to the website Kagome gave me. Here's a story for all the perverts out there! Enjoy!
"Mmm, Tastes Like Lemon" by Maiden of The Moon
"Where could they be?" Sango questioned, a worried look on her face as she, the monk, and the kitsune walked through the woods, towards the dry well. "Inu-Yasha was supposed to bring Kagome back an hour ago. . ."
"I'm sure they're just having some quality time together," Miroku smiled in reassurance. "But you know. . ." he continued slowly. "We could have some quality time, too. . ."
"Don't even THINK it," the exterminator snarled, whapping the man's hand away from her rear before he'd even brushed her.
"I think I smell them a little ways from here," Shippo commented, oblivious to the pairs antics as he pointed towards one of the thicker parts of the forest.
"Really?" the magenta eyed female blinked. "Odd place for them to go, but let's check it out."
"*I* can think of what they might be doing back there," the monk snickered, earning a boomerang over the head.
"He'll never learn. . ." the kitsune sighed, hopping upon Sango's shoulder as they all walked off in the indicated direction.
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"Do you still smell them?" Miroku- who was nursing a large lump on the noggin- asked a few minutes of fruitless search later, looking around at the clearing they'd just entered.
"Yeah, they should be-" Shippo began, but cut himself off as a rustling sound echoed from their far right.
Someone was hiding behind the large, human-sized bushes and brambles and inside the thick forest.
Or two someones. . .
"I think it's them," Shippo blinked.
"They don't seem to have noticed us," Sango commented as familiar voices began tumbling from the greenery.
"We're down wind," the kitsune explained quietly, rather curious as to what the hidden pair was talking about.
Miroku's face slowly grew into a large, perverted grin. "Gee, I wonder why they're hidden in the brush in the middle of the woo-"
But he was silenced by the exterminator and the young demon clasping their hands over his mouth.
"Are you sure this is a good place?" Kagome's voice questioned, unsure. "We've tried here before. The fields in the north are better for-"
"Of course I'm sure!" Inu-Yasha interrupted. "Besides, we always go to the fields! It's getting boring there."
"Well. . ." the girl sighed. "All right."
Miroku's eyes began glittering mischievously as Sango's orbs widened.
"I told you!" the monk hissed gleefully, pushing the others' hands away from his mouth. "I told you that they-!"
"What's going on-?" Shippo questioned.
"Er- Shippo-chan, I don't think you're old enough to-" the exterminator began, her cheeks pink, but she was cut off by her love interest.
"Shh!" the perverted one hissed. "I can't hear what they're saying!"
"- - -Supposed to look like that?" Kag finished, the first half of her statement unheard. "I don't think it should be *that big*."
"We go though this every time! Of course I'm sure it's supposed to look like that!"
"Well. . . okay. . . If you're sure. . . put it in."
Sango's eyes grew to the size of dinner plates; her face slowly flushing a magenta color similar to the hue of her eyes as Miroku clamped his hands to his mouth, trying not to burst out laughing.
"No!" Kagome suddenly cried. "No, no, no! This won't do- take it out."
"Why?!" Inu-Yasha's voice pouted.
"I've seen better, that's why."
"Where?!"
"All over! Even in my era!"
Shippo, who was blinking in confusion, looked from the monk to the exterminator, trying to find what was so entertainingly wrong.
"Now, Kagome-sama," Miroku reprimanded softly, still chuckling. "That wasn't very nice. . ."
Sango just stood there, gaping like a fish.
"Do you really do this *that* often?" the hanyou snorted. "So frequently that you're beginning to compare?"
"Well, yeah! I told you- I do this all the time, at home!"
"Keh! Where in the seven hells do you go? Your village is covered in concrete!"
"Yeah, but you can still do it all over. Heck, sometimes my friends and I all get together and-"
"Whatever. I really don't care. Besides, I still say it's fine- can't we just continue?"
The exterminator flopped softly to the ground, muttering something about washing her ears after this while Miroku listened intently, still shaking with mirth.
"No!" One could even hear Kagome's frown in her voice. "Not 'til I'm sure I want to. Humph. I need to make sure it's okay first. I *still* say it's a weird shape- and way to big for a-"
"Well, how do you propose we check it, hm?" Inu-Yasha drawled; sounding utterly bored.
"I'll taste it, of course."
Sango looked as if her face was about to spontaneously combust.
Shippo looked as clueless as ever.
Miroku had to clasp his hands over his mouth to keep from bursting into loud laughter as he shook on the forest floor.
"Stupid wench, you'll get your clothes all sticky!"
"No, I won't! I'll just be careful!"
"All right, fine!"
A moment of silence enveloped, but it was quickly shattered by a loud puckering sound.
"It's sour!" Kagome announced.
"Well, of course it is!"
"I just didn't know HOW sour it- Oh, shoot, Inu-Yasha! You squirted it into my eye!"
"Well, I'm *sorry*, this thing is hard to hold!"
"You could always let ME hold it!"
"My, my," Miroku gasped out between snickers, rolling on the floor with laughter. "I didn't know Kagome-sama to be so- so frisky!"
"I can't BELIEVE this," Sango whispered, her cheeks as red as a cherry as she continued to hide her face.
"No!" Inu-Yasha snapped.
"Why not?!"
"Because! It's mine! Get your own!"
"Can I at least *touch* it?"
"No!"
"You're impossible!" the futuristic girl huffed.
"You're a bitch!"
"Well! If I'm such a bitch, then I don't think I wanna do this anymore!"
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
The two stopped arguing, allowing the forest to be blanketed in silence as Miroku tried to quell his giggles.
"What's going on?!" Shippo whined to Sango, who had returned to muttering incoherently to herself.
"I don't think I you want to kn-"
"Um. . .Kagome?" the hanyou's suddenly mumbled.
"Yeah, what?" Kag's voice replied, sounding mad.
"We can go over to the fields, if you want. Maybe it *is* better over there."
". . . Are you saying your sorry?"
"Keh! No, I'm just saying I want to continue!"
"Same thing."
Inu-Yasha grumbled in response.
Back in the clearing, the kitsune was losing his temper.
What was going on?!
The exterminator wasn't saying, and the monk was having too much fun to notice him. . .
"Hmph. Well," Shippo pouted, "If you guys won't tell me, I'll go check it out myself!"
"No- Shippo-!" Sango began, but shut herself up as the kitsune bolted into the woods.
"Hey! Shippo-chan!" Kagome happily cried a few moments later, proclaiming that- indeed- the kitsune had barged in to- - - whatever they were up to.
"Hiya, Kagome-chan! Oh! So *this* is what you guys are doing!"
"Yeah," the girl replied cheerfully. "You wanna join in?"
"Sure!"
"Keh!"
"Oh, come on, Inu-Yasha! The more the merrier!"
"Whatever."
Miroku, who was now looking more surprised then amused, glanced at Sango and blinked.
However, the exterminator didn't see this- she was too wrapped up in banging her fist to her head, grumbling about bad, Miroku-worthy thoughts.
"Well, let's not waste any time!" Kagome giggled as the three emerged from the woods- walking into the clearing-
Right in front of Sango and Miroku.
The two small groups blinked as their eyes fell upon one another.
"Sango-chan! Miroku-sama!" Kag finally beamed, adjusting the basket full of fruit in her arms. "How long have you two been here?"
"Er- just long enough to know where you're going," Sango replied quickly, her face still a bright shade of maroon as she clasped her hand over Miroku's mouth to keep him from replying.
"Oh! Well then, do you want to come, too?" the ebony haired girl asked, cocking her head as Inu-Yasha brushed some dirt off his pants, muttering about stupid burs.
The exterminator exchanged a wide-eyed look with the monk.
"Nowedon'tthanks!" Sango screamed, grabbing Miroku by the arm and racing out of the clearing with him, an almost comical cloud of dust at their heals.
Kagome, Inu-Yasha, and Shippo all blinked.
"Weird," the kitsune murmured, taking a lemon from Kagome's basket and slicing it in two with his small claws, handing half to the girl and keeping half for himself.
"You said it," Kagome nodded, taking the fruit and eating a bit of it- puckering as she did so.
Then she laughed and smiled at Inu-Yasha. "Mmm, tastes like a lemon."
"Gee, I wonder why," the hanyou rolled his eyes. "Now come on. If we wanna make it to the fields by night fall to gather more fruit, we'll have to hurry."
He glanced over his shoulder, down the path Sango and Miroku had used to escape.
"I wonder where they rushed off to."
"Dunno," Kagome shrugged.
"Maybe they went fruit-picking, too!" Shippo suggested.
Inu-Yasha snickered, playing with a large, lumpy lemon-looking fruit in his hands. A little bit of it was missing, as if it had been sliced off. "With Miroku around? I doubt they'll be picking fruit. More like planting fruit if you know what I mean."
"Inu-Yasha!" Kagome gasped, glaring at the hanyou as he snickered. "That was entirely inappropriate!"
"I don't get it!" the kitsune complained.
"Just for that," Kag smirked, holding out her hand as the little boy on her shoulder continued to contemplate the meaning of Inu-Yasha's previous statement, "I get to hold it for a while!"
"No!" Inu-Yasha frowned, clutching the fruit-thing. "Mine!"
"Can't you share?"
"No!"
"I just want to hold it for a while!"
"You wouldn't carry it in your basket, earlier!"
"That's different!"
"Why?!"
"Uh- 'Cause I say so!"
Shippo sighed as they continued quarreling.
'I wish they'd just admit they like each other.'
He glanced dryly up at the pair, who was now having a small cat-fight for the lemon.
'But I doubt they ever will.'
Sighing, the kitsune leapt off Kagome's shoulder and ran a little way ahead.
*
As soon as Shippo left earshot, the couple ceased their battle, grinning at one another.
"You know," Inu-Yasha whispered, winking at the girl next to him as he slid his hand into her's. "The fields are also good for things other then picking fruit. . ."
Blushing, Kagome giggled and kissed him teasingly.
"Mmm," he smirked, gently nuzzling her neck. "Tastes like a lemon."
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Don't you just hate the new "Add A Blog" Grr it ruined my blog. But I kinda like it better but whatever..
If you want the rest of the story for "Kagome is what?" just tMail me and I'll send it to you..
I found a better story and now I'm waiting for the 9th chapter'
Okay so wassup everyone? Lol ahh I got nothing better to say. I'm planning to go to Tokyo Dome [sp? ]some time..It's like this amusement place where there's all this rides, oh and there's this thing called "13 Doors" and the people gives you 13 keys and lets you in this building. You have to use the keys to open the doors to get away from whatever is in there.
Anyway if you want to read Inuyasha fan fics or read Inuyasha episodes, or want anything including inuyasha, go here: Inuyasha
Okay well I'm gonna post my story here after I finish it! Hehe bye peoples!
Hah Liz! I got better Sesshy pic, but I don't have that much Miroku pictures, anyway here's the pics:
Sesshy *Drools..*

Another Sesshy pic..

And another Sesshy picture..

Miroku *Drools*

Miroku and Sango, hehe I just like this Episode about them..

Another Miroku picture..

Kikyo, she's prettier than Kagome, but I don't hate Kagome anymore, lol.

I like this picture!

Okay that's it for now peoples!
KEEP ON COMING WITH THE COMMENTS!!
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| 08.03.04 (5:05 am) [edit] |
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Omg I got the baddest news ever!! Sorry for spoiling it but, for all the Kikyo fans out there!! I read umm series number 124 "Farewell, My Beloved Kikyo" DAMMIT DAMMIT!! Kikyo died for the second time, evil Naraku. You might be thinking, Naraku can't kill Kikyo since he got Onigomu's [sp?] heart. YOUR WRONG!! Lol here's the whole series about it! DAMN DAMN!! Lol stupid stupid. Grr!!! Now Kagome has no one to be jealous of!! And Kagome and Inuyasha can simply be a couple without any jealousy, dammit. If you wanna read the story, here it is: [url=http://ewa.holymango.net/inue...]Farewell, My Beloved Kikyo[/url]
Since some of you are too lazy to read it, here's the part where Kikyo died:
Kikyo's arrow is still pointed at Naraku. She lets it fly but misses. She aims another. "Naraku. What is your real objective?" Naraku does his trademark chuckle and asks her if she really came over here just to ask him that. Then he informs her that it wasn't a conincidence that she met the old bandit (See Kikyo's Solitary Voyage or Journey or something like that) Kikyo is shocked. Naraku narrows his eyes. "I had it all planned out from the start" He suggested a proper burial place for the bandit. He told him about Mount Hakurei and then planted him on a road that Kikyo was traveling. "You didn't choose to come here...I called you to me!" "'Fate' is only a delusion of the weak. For those with true power, there is no such thing. We CONTROL fate!" He'll be happy to show her his true objective. He lifts up his right arm and one of the spikes grows. "There is one thing that I absolutely must accomplish." The spike shoots out at Kikyo, breaking her bow in half. It also wounds Kikyo in the shoulder. The wound emits a glowy purple light as Naraku laughs. Kikyo can't bleed since her body is made of clay and bones. Kikyo falls to one knee and narrows here eyes. Kikyo came up to the mountain feeling perfectly safe since she knew Naraku couldn't hurt her because he still had Onigumo's heart within him that loved Kikyo. But now he can crush her and not feel a thing. He got rid of his human half. The thing Kagura was fleeing with was his human half. Naraku informs Kikyo that the crevice below is filled with his toxins. Not even Kikyo's clay body can withstand them. His hand grows to be rather large and clawed. "Kikyo. That hole is your grave!" he says with a smile on his face. His hand-claw lashes out. Kikyo remembers the past. Inuyasha and her in the boat when they kissed. Naraku's claw goes completely through her. She gasps out in pain and then falls backwards into the crevice as Naraku's hand returns to him. As she falls she remembers more of the past. When she pinned Inuyasha to a tree by his clothing. When she sat with Inuyasha while he glared at her. As Inuyasha watched her while it was snowing. Inuyasha watching her play with the children. Inuyasha watching her from a tree (is there a trend developing here?) Inuyasha hanging off the cliff by one arm as she fell (episode 15) Inuyasha and Kikyo as they kissed in episode...22? (Kagome's Voice and Kikyo's Kiss) Inuyasha hugging her. Inuyasha...
Anyway I have this story I found in an Inuyasha fan fiction, It's a story someone made. Title: [b]Kagome is what?[/b] Chapter 1 *Where's InuYasha?* Kagome thought. It was evening, and InuYasha had run off into the forest after Kagome sat him about five million times for being rude to her. ***fLaShBaCk*** "Iron Reaver Soul Stealer!" InuYasha had just killed the last giant bee demon. Nearby, Kagome was helping Miroku with some of her antidotes. MIroku tried using his wind tunnel on the bee demons, and their poison in their stingers were activated right away. Kagome saw InuYasha. He walked towards them. Sango was unconcious. "Is everyone okay?" "Not really. Sango's unconcious and Miroku has a lot of poison in him. My antidotes---" "Are you okay, Kagome?" "Yeah. I mean, I have a bump on my arm but your injuries are way more serious." "You could've been killed Kagome!" *Not this again! Last time he battled Sesshomaru he tried sending me back to my era.* "If you're trying to make me go back to my own era, think again InuYasha! Right now we have to give you some antidote or something. My friend's life is more important right now!" It then turned into an arguement about---nothing. "Well, let's get them to the village!" "That's what I said InuYasha!" *Geez.* Back in Kaede's hut, Miroku had tried pulling some moves on Sango and Kagome again. InuYasha started yelling at Miroku. Then Shippo started teasing InuYasha. Then InuYasha ran after Shippo threatening to kill him. That was when Kagome sat him. "InuYasha! sitsitsitsitsitsitsitsits itsit!" "KAGOME!!!!!!" After InuYasha recovered from his incident. He ran off into the forest cursing at Kagome. "The three steps in his agenda are: fight, curse, then give us the finger." Kagome said. Everyone started laughing. ***EnD fLaShBaCk*** Kagome walked to the tree. *That's strange, InuYasha's not at his spot where he usually sleeps. He's probably at that secret spot where he goes to think.* Kagome has been to that spot before. InuYasha had asked her to be his mate, but she turned him down because she had had a family back in her era. *I love him, but I can't be with him forever.* Kagome had talked to her mom about it, and she said that when she was 19 years old, she could get hitched with him. Kagome hasn't told InuYasha about that yet. Kagome layed down under the tree and looked at the stars above her. Then she fell asleep. "Finally, she's fallen asleep!" InuYasha mumbled from behind the bushes. He was in his demon form. Very quietly, he slipped away from the bushes. He silently walked to Kagome sleeping. Then, he began to rape her. ***rApE sCeNe*** ************************* *Heart: Sorry perverts, but this author didn't give any details about the rape scene!******************* **** During the rape, Kagome was screaming her head off. After a few minutes, Sango and Miroku finnally came to the rescue. InuYasha sensed them coming and ran off. "Kagome, what happened?" Sango said. "InuYasha was in his demon form. He raped me." Kagome managed. "I have to go, uh, see if I'm, uh, you know, pregnant." Kagome got up. She was striped down to her bra and underwear. She quickly got dressed. [Heart: Idiot, you can't fucking get pregnant right away! ..i think..lol] *I must get home and to a hospital!* Kagome hurried to the well. Sango and Miroku assisted her of course. ************************* ************************* ************************* *** ************************* *** [u][b]I'll add chapter 2 tomorrow! Hehe! Leave you wondering what happened!![/b][/u]
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Okay so yesterday was [i]Japanese-American friendship day[/i]. If you don't know what that is, oh well. I had work until 3:oo and I covered for someone at the CDC for 2 more hours. So I got out at 5:oo and went straight home. I [i]changed clothes[/i] and went offbase. It was too crowded, bleh. Then at 7:3o there was[i] fireworks [/i]from Japanese, and American on the other side. Yeah I watched it from the hill I always go to. It reminded me so much of two years ago. Last night was the [i]first time I watched the fireworks since two years ago[/i]. Moving on, I have work at 3:oo today and yeah. [i]Life is getting so boring....[/i]
Another [b]sad story [/b]that makes me wanna kill the characters in the story. I mean, come on, TELL THEM YOU LOVE THEM FOR CHRISSAKE! Don't wait until they die..
[u][b]I DIDNT WRITE THIS STORY!! [/b][/u][i] Just so you know..[/i]
His name is Frans.
I always thought of him as a friend until last year, when we went to a trip from a club.
I found that I fell in love with him.
Before that trip was over, I took a step and confessed my love for him.
And soon we became a pair of lovers, but we loved each over in different ways.
I always concentrated on him only, but by his side, there were so many other girls.
To me, he was the only one, but to him, maybe I was just another girl.
"Frans, do you want to go watch a movie?"
I asked.
Frans: "I can`t" Why?
You need to study at home? I felt disappointment grabbing me.
No I am going to meet a friend.
He was always like that.
He met girls in front of me, like it was nothing.
To him, I was just a girlfriend.
The word "love" only came out of my mouth.
Since I knew him, I had never heard him say "I love you" before.
To us, there weren`t any anniversaries at all.
He didn`t say anything from the first day and it contineud till 100 days, 200 days
Everyday, before we say goodbye, he would just hand me a doll, everyday, without fail.
I don`t know why
Then one day...
Me: Um, Frans, I...
Frans: What? don`t drag, just say..
Me: I love you.
Frans: you...um, just take this doll and go home.
That was how he ignored my 3 words and handed me the doll.
Then he disappeared, like he was running away.
The dolls I received from him everyday filled my room,
There were many...
The one day came, my 15th year old birthday.
When I got up in the morning, I pictured a party with him and stranded myself in my room, waiting for his call.
But ...lunch passed, dinner passed...and soon the sky was dark he still didn`t call.
Then around 2am in the morning, he suddenly called me and woke me from my sleep.
He told me to come out of my house.
Still, I felt joy and I ran out happily.
Me: Frans...
Frans: Here...take this... Again, he handed me a little doll.
Me: What`s this?
Frans: I didn`t give it to you yesterday, so I am giving it to you now. I`m going home now, bye.
Me: Wait, wait! Do you know what today is?
Frans: Today? Huh?
I felt so sad, I thought he woudl remember my birthday.
He turned around and walked away like nothing had happen.
Then I shouted..."Wait..."
Frans: Did you have something to say?
Me: Tell me, tell me you love me...
Frans: What?!
Me: Tell me I put my pathetic self behind and clung on to him.
But he just said simple cold words and left.
Frans: "I don`t want to say that I love someone so easily, if you are desperate to hear it, then find someone else."
That was what he said.
Then he ran off.
My legs felt numb..and I collapsed to the ground.
He didn`t want to say it easily...
How could he!
I felt that...
Maybe he is not the right guy for me...
After that day, I stranded myself at home crying, just crying.
He didn`t call me, although I was waiting.
He just continued handing me a doll every morning outside my house.
That`s how those dolls piled up in my room... everyday After a month, I got myself together and went to school.
But what made the pain resurface was that... I saw him on a street...with another girl...
He had a smile on his face, one that he never showed me...as he touched the doll...
I ran straight back home and looked at the dolls in my room, and tears fell...
Why did he give these to me?? Those dolls are probably picked out by some other girls. In a fit of anger, I threw the dolls around.
Then suddenly, the phone rang. It was him.
He told me to come out to tbe bus stop outside my house.
I tried to calm myself down and walked to the bus stop.
I kept remiding myself that I am going to forget him, that it`s going to end.
Then he came into my sight, holding a big doll.
Frans: Jo, I thought you were pissed, you really came?
I couldn`t help hating him, acting like nothing had happened and joking around.
Soon, he held out the doll as usual.
Me: I don`t need it.
Frans: What? Why?
I grabbed the doll from his hands and threw it on the road.
Me: I don`t need this doll, I don`t need it anymore!! i don`t want to see a person like you again! I spitted out al the words that were inside me.
But unlike other days, his eyes were shaking.
"I`m sorry..."
He apologized in a tiny voice.
He then walked over to the road to pick up the doll...
Me: You stupid! Why are you picking up the doll?! Just throw it away!!!
Bet he ignored me and just went to pick up the doll.
Then... Honk~~ Honk~~
With a loud honk, a big tuck was heading towards him.
"Frans! Move! Move away!"
I shouted.... But he didn`t hear me, he squatted down and picked up the doll.
"Frans, move!"
HONK~~ *Boom!* That sound, so terrifying.
That`s how he went away from me.
That`s how he went away without even opening his eyes to say one word to me. After that day, I had to go throught everyday with guiltiness and the sadness of losing him. And after spending two months like a crazy person, I took out the dolls.
Those were the only gifts he left me since the day we started going out. I rememebered the days I spent with him and started to count the days- when we were in love..
"One...two... three..."
That was how I started to count the dolls...
"Four hundredand eighty four... four hundred and eight five..."
It all ended with 485 dolls I then started to cry again, with a doll in my arms, I hugged it tightly, then suddenly...
"I love you~~, I love you~~"
I dropped the doll, shocked.
"I...lo...ve..you??"
I picked up the doll and pressed its stomach.
"I love you~~ I love you~~"
It can`t be! I pressed all the dolls` stomach as it piled on the side
"I love you~~"
"I love you~~"
"I love you~~"
Those words came out non-stop. "I love you~~"
Why didn`t I realized that??? That his heart was always by my side, protecting me. Why didn`t I realize that he loved me this much... I took out the doll under the bed and pressed it`s stomach, that was the last doll, the one that fell on the road. It had his blood stain on it. The voice came out, the one that I was missing so much....
"Jo...Do you know what today is? We`ve been loving each other for 486 days. Do know what 486 is?
I couldn`t say I love you.....Um... since I was too shy. If you forgive me and take this doll.. I will say that I love you..everday...till I die..
Jo... I love you!"
The tears came flowing out of me. Why? Why? I asked God, why do I only know about all this now? He can`t be by my side, but he loved me until his last minute for that.. and for that reason.. to me..... it became courage... to live a beautiful life.
[b]My opinion:[/b] [i]Always tell the person you love with all your heart that you love them. Cause you never know when something or someone will take him/her away from you. Like what they say, "It's better to regret something you have done than regretting something you've never done." Cause in life, you would always wonder, "I wonder what will happen if I did this/told him/her.."[/i]
[b]EDiT [i]!![/i][/b]
Mwahah this is just a pic that will make Kagome jealous, lol jk. Here you go Kag, drool on it as long as you want!

And of course Miroku !! *Drools on both pics*

I just noticed, Liz comes on as Sango while Josh's background is Miroku. Do you see the connection there?
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| 07.31.04 (6:55 pm) [edit] |
Yep it's a new layout.
Yes I know that blue and orange are opposite colors, that's what makes my blog special. Lol.
Some people think I just want attention that's why I was all actin depressed. But something happened, but you guys don't know what. [b]Jake[/b] and I talked on the phone, he made me feel a lot better and we made a deal. Eh, I'll keep the deal to myself. But anyways, I'm kinda okay now, I'm still trying to get over it, but I'm fine.
[b]Well here's a penguin thing, lol, I think it's funny.[/b]

[b]Here's a long story, but yeah, I like it.[/b]
Vague Emotions, by Sa-Chan
Prologue:
She hunched her shoulder and let out a small sigh. Her feelings had been hurt time and time again this week and she was losing it for her sure. She had failed her latest science test, been sent to the office for chewing gum, and now she had found out her boyfriend had taken another girl to prom. How could anything get worse?
She reclined slightly on the couch; punk rock was playing from two different stereos, both turned up as loud as they could be. For some reason noise had always soothed her. She could hear the faint ringing of the phone; it had been going on and on with it's annoying little tone for the last two hours...signaling to her that he was trying to call her again.
She didn't even bother to pick the phone up. What would be the point? He would only grovel, and whine; tell her how much he loved her, missed her...wished she had been there. He would deny that he had fooled around with the girl, he would call the three witnesses, that had seen him and his prom date kiss, liars. The conversation would end in an argument and one of them would hang up on the other...then the tears would start again.
She knew this was how it would end up. They argued so much. She wished they didn't, because deep down she really did love him, but lately she saw no real reason to be with him. He had once made her so happy. She thought back to their first real date. It had been after hours on the beach. She had just laid peacefully in his arms, staring up at the night sky and all her troubles had melted away.
How she longed with all her heart that those times would come back. She wanted so badly to pick up the phone and be comforted by those three words he would utter, 'I love you...'. Even if it was a lie, even if he was only saying that because he needed to be in a relationship and in some sick way he needed her...she wanted to hear him say those words more than anything...
The last song on the track ended leaving her all alone with the loud ringing of the telephone. She tried to block it out. Another memory came back to her. Valentine's day, it had been four days before they had begun going out...four days... She had been his Valentine, they had stayed up all night on the phone together, laughing and talking about nothing and yet everything all at once.
Over those next few days he had hinted heavily at how much he liked her; she had hinted back. Suddenly she let out a soft giggle, it had been the first laugh she had given in a long time. Another memory, the day he asked her out, February 18, she remembered his telling her that he had asked her two bestfriend's permission first. It had been so cute...so kind...
He had by far been her best boyfriend, and she loved him...she truly loved him. Her bestfriend had told her to give her boyfriend a break to talk to him and see what he had to say... Maybe he was right.
She grabbed the phone from the hook quickly.
"H-Hello?" Her voice was a soft quiver, she could hear the tears in her voice, but she tried to remain composed.
"I...didn't think you would pick up," His very voice made her heart leap slightly, and then drop to her stomach.
"I don't know why I did," she replied softly, yet dangerously.
"Don't listen to them...you have to understand...I would never hurt you..." His voice rang loud and clear, and for some reason the very words that were meant to help her...hurt her worse...
Chapter One:
He woke up, his forehead trickling with sweat. He gasped for breath. He was terrified and shaking. Soon his tears were mixed with his sweat. Tears...sweat that taste of salt. He was never going to recover was he?
It had been the nightmare before. She had come back for her revenge in his dreams. She haunted him...day and night. Why couldn't she just forgive him? He hadn't done anything wrong. He had not wronged her, and yet she would put it on her grave that he had... She hated him, but he had never stopped loving her.
He thought back to two months ago.
He had waited for her to pick up. He dialed her number over and over again. He had been crying out to the lord, he had abandoned so long ago, for his help. He wanted, no needed, to hear her voice. Hours went by, but he hadn't given up. Then the phone was finally lifted from the receiver.
[i]"H-Hello?" her voice had been so weak, he almost fell into hysterical sobs when he heard what he had done to the only person he had ever loved.
"I...didn't think you were going to pick up." he had replied, trying to stay strong, he had to get it together.
"I don't know why I did.." her voice remained as soft as an angels, but he could hear the seething hatred...the anger...the danger in it. It scared him...
"Don't listen to them...you have to understand...I would never hurt you..." he spoke louder, trying to get her to believe him by his voice if not by his previous actions.
Silence ensued afterwards...it had only been a couple of minutes of silence, but to him...it felt like hours.
"My friends...over you..." her voice was meek, and it was hard to understand what she said, but...he did.
He opened his mouth to reply, but then he heard the click of the phone. She had hung up on him... He spent the next two days calling over and over again, but her parents said the same thing.
[b]"She left...we don't know where she is; stop calling..."[/b][/i]
He sighed yet again, and sat up from his sweat covered bed. He need coffee. He threw on clothes in the dark, and snuck through the window of his room. There was a time when his parents wouldn't have minded his leaving early in the morning, but now was not the time. Ever since her disappearance...he had been different, he had hated himself...and the world...he had been so alone. That must be why they had sent him to psychiatrist after psychiatrist, but he knew...it would never help...He had lost the love his life.
Walking, he brooded silently until he came to the door of a local coffee shop, he swung it open, and walked in. A scowl was all that showed on his face, he was so weak on the inside, but on the outside he could put on a show at least. He went to the counter, and ordered three shots of espresso; after paying, he walked back to a table, and flopped down.
"Nothing like espresso in the morning..." he said with a sigh, and then a girl caught his eyes. Her hair was longer, and she had dyed it with streaks of red, but he could still see her beautiful blonde hair, and when she turned around he saw those beautiful blue eyes of hers...bluer than the ocean itself...
It was her. They stared at eachother. Both as if seeing a ghost, and then the girl walked away without a word.
Chapter Two:
She hadn't believed it when she saw him. She didn't want to believe it. Why had she come back... No, she knew why. She had to come back. She had to see her friend, her poor dying friend, but why...why did she have to run into him?
She tried to make herself believe he hadn't recognized her. That he didn't care. But she knew, deep down, that he had figured out it was her. Why hadn't she left sooner when she saw him. Why had she just stopped, and stared. Why of all times when she went to get coffee did he have to be there?
She was furious, she was hysterical, she was near tears, and she was scared. What if he told her parents she was back in town? What if...what if...what if... So many things ran through her head. She didn't know if she could take this stress. Maybe she should just leave. Mail her friend some flowers. No..she had to see her friend...
"Elise!" She heard her name, it was his voice.
She wanted to stop, to talk, to be held by him. The last two months had been so hard on her spirit. She wanted him to tell her everything was okay, that he loved her. But she knew she couldn't, because she still wanted to hate him. Just because she wanted to hate him...didn't mean she didn't still love him though.
She wouldn't turn around, she wouldn't stop walking, in fact she picked up the pace. She had to get out. She had to move. She could feel the tears that had been threatening to spill for the last two months while she had been on her own. She wouldn't let them though.
"Elise...please...please stop..." Again, he was calling to her, begging for her, but she couldn't listen...she wouldn't listen...
Suddenly she felt a hand grip on her shoulder. She tried to keep moving, but the person's grip was to strong. She stood their, refusing to turn around, refusing to show the person who she wanted to hate most in the world her tears.
"Lucien...let go of me..." was her soft reply.
"No..I already had to let go of you once...never again..." As he spoke he loosened his grip, and she was able to push away from him.
By now it had started to rain, and she ran...and she ran...as the cold rain mixed with her long over-due tears. She didn't stop until she was shaking, and sobbing hysterically, and utterly lost...literally and mentally...
She slumped down in an abandoned alleyway and let the rain and the tears surround her. Let them smother her, as she fell away into her subconcious...into her bottled up thoughts....Tears consumed her being...
Chapter Three:
"Goddammit!" He cried out.
He had followed her, had touched her, smelled her scent. He had been so close to her, then he had lost her. He cried out, he had lost her...twice in one lifetime. He slammed his fist against the brick wall of the alleyway he had chased her to.
Once he pulled his hand back, he stared at his knuckles. Bloodied, with bits of brick shoved into his flesh. At any other time he would have cried out from pain, but it didn't hurt...he was to numb for it to hurt. He wanted to sink down into the puddles of muddy water and die. Fall away and die...
He loved her so much. She was the only reason he hadn't gone off to college when most of his good friends had. He had always hoped she would come back, come back for him. Then, the one day he finds her...she slips through his fingertips.
He screamed in rage, and pounded his fist over and over and over again, into the hard brick wall. He broke his knuckles, and scarred up his hand so badly that it would never heal. Still, all pain aside, he continued beating his fist into the wall. The pain took all the emotions away, he thought, he hoped...but it didn't, and as he hit over and over again, the tears escaped.
Then he heard a high-pitched scream. What the hell had that been? He looked around; another scream. He followed after the sound, and walked, down the alley, to the left, down another alleyway, and found himself in the midst of a gang rape.
There were three strong guys, one of which, the leader, had a young, blond-haired, tall, thin girl up against the wall. Elise... She was crying out in pain, as the presumed leader of the gang had his way with her. Ripping her clothes from her body, beating her, making her scream out in pain.
Rage took over his body. No one would hurt her. No one would hurt the girl he loved, no one would lay a hand on her ever again. He rushed at the man. He wasn't that big, or even that strong but he was running off anger, hatred, rage, need to protect her.
He shoved the man, the thug up against the wall. He hadn't even realized but he had pulled the switchblade he always had in his pocket out. He slammed the man's head against the brick wall. He could hear the awful crack of the skull. Looking into the thug's eyes as they began to film over, as the thug lost conciousness, he realized what he had to do...
"Never..." He barely even recognized his own voice, "You will never...touch her again...never..."
His words said he shoved the switchblade deep into the man's stomach. Blood gurgled from his mouth, and as Lucien let him go, he slid down the wall, and fell, his blood mixing with the water, puddling around him.
He backed away, fear showing in his eyes. He heard the other two thugs run off, leaving Elise to fall back on the ground. He ran to her, took her limp, and bruised; raped, and sodomized body into his arms and held her close, tears stinging at his eyes. He had killed a man...but he had saved her...
He picked her up in his arms, and walked down the streets of the town with a half nude, young woman in his arms. Rain dripped down around them, wetting their clothes and hair, blood covered them both, most of it...not even their own...
Chapter Four:
She had been vaguely aware of the pain, of the fear running through her body. Somehow, miraculously, she had been able to lock her mind away as the act of the rape went on. Then she realized, through clouded lids, a boy...no...a man-child. He was so familiar...so...friendly looking, even as he charged the man who had her to the wall, even as he beat the life of the man, shoved the blade into the man, as he stared at blood seeping from the wound.
She wasn't afraid even as he drew closer to her. She was already on the ground, and he had kneeled before her. Pulling her wet, raged body near to his own. Before losing complete conciousness she recalled smelling his scent. Mixed with the smell of blood, and death, and rain he smelled familiar...sweet...but manly like a fine wine...a cologne that not many young men would wear, it had been a scent she had long since tried to forget, but as she smelled it for the first time in ages...she smiled...and fell away from her body.
She wasn't sure how long she slept. She didn't really care. As she woke up thoughts clouded her mind, why did her body hurt so terribly, who had been the man to take her into his arms, where was she? Groaning from the pain of her bruised and battered body she rose up on the bed, looking around for any sign of familiarity.
The walls were an odd, earthy color; painted to match the red-brown, tender earth. She was laying on a plain bed with white sheets, and there was a desk in front of her littered with papers, pens, a computer, books, and video games. On the floor there was a small TV, and connected to it was a video-game console that she identified to be a PS2. Clothes littered the floor; male clothing.
A small window was in the corner; it was opened, allowing fresh air and the warm rays of the sun in. She closed her eyes, and relaxed, briefly forgetting the pain coursing through her wounded body, vaguely forgetting the emotional pain she was enduring. This was the first time she had truly rested since arriving in her hometown.
Wait! She remembered now! She was in her hometown; she had come to see an ill friend, and then encountered Lucien. Upon running from him she had backed herself into an alley and been attacked by a local gang, then they had raped her, taken advantage of her, beat her...sodomized her...put her through pain that she couldn't believe she had physically been able to survive.
She knew that the thugs would have killed her after they were done with her. But...something had stopped them...a single young-man, who smelled of an oddly familiar cologne...Lucien. He had killed one of her attackers. He had shoved a switchblade through the man's stomach. She grimaced inwardly, remembering it. Then he had walked to her and taken her into his arms. Had he...had he carried her all the way through the rain to this place?
Suddenly the door opened, letting in a luscious smell of breakfast foods. Pancakes, and sausage; bacon and eggs, as well as many other foods. A young girl, who in appearance, seemed to be merely three or four years older than herself opened the door.
"Ah! You're awake," the young woman said with a smile, surveying the pretty face of her new charge, "I'm surprised...I didn't think you would awaken until Lucien came back."
Her eyes widened, and she struggled from her bed in tears. No! Not Lucien! No...no...no... She wouldn't see him again! She wouldn't see that heart-breaking, murdersome bastard ever again! She hated him. She thrashed at the walls, her legs now twisted in blankets. She was weakened, and she could barely talk as the spit matted the inside of her throat.
"Now, now. You shouldn't act that way. I know you and Lucien have a bad past, but he carried you all the way here...he saved you, and brought you to me," The girl continued, "I'm surprised you don't recognize me...then again I barely recognize you, due to your...bizarre hair... But those are the same eyes my brother fell in love with. He always said they were bluer than the ocean itself."
She blinked softly. What was this girl rambling on about? Then she recalled something! She had forgotten Lucien had an older sister. So, apparently Claire, if she was remembering her name correctly, had moved away from her parents. Which meant this was Lucien's room at her house.
"Anyways, I should reintroduce myself. My name is Claire, I'm Lucien's older sister," She said with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes, "You know...you shouldn't be so cruel to Lucien...he still loves you, you know."
At those words, "[i]he still loves you[/i]", she couldn't breathe. She grasped at her chest, and cried out. Those had been the words she had always, secretly, longed to hear. Now though, it hurt worse than not hearing them. Now...how could she keep the fire to her imaginary hate for him, kindled. He had saved her...he had killed a man for her...he still loved her...and all of this...scared her more than anything else.
Chapter Five:
He stared at his hands. He'd hardly been able to breath since he'd knocked on the door of his sister's apartment. He closed his eyes, remembering the look on Claire's face as she saw his blood-stained clothes, and the unconcious, thin girl in his arms. Still, his sister had always been his favorite family member, she had taken Elise in and promised to take care of her until he was able to return.
He sighed, and layed back on his bed, his hands stretched out in front of his face. Once he had snuck back into his house he had scrubbed his hands raw, and trashed his clothes, but he could still see the blood...still smell it. He was a murderer, and not just that, he knew...deep down he knew, that if Elise ever needed it, he would kill again.
He closed his eyes, and could feel an odd smirk forming over his face. He was so screwed up...but she was back, and that was all that mattered. That one fact was what kept him running. He just hoped that she could one day forgive him for whatever he had done to her. He couldn't live with her hating him for the rest of his life, but then he realized...she had seen him kill...she had seen him kill, but she hadn't pulled away from him...
Thoughts continued to flood his mind, but somehow he was able to drift off into a hellish, and yet, all at once, heavenly dream. A dream where she would stay, where they would live together, and everything would be happy. Everything would be fine, up until the day that she was taken from him, forced from his arms. The gang would take their revenge, and he would lose her...all over again...
"NO!" he woke up, once more covered in sweat, he though that maybe...he would escape the dream, the nightmare, if he got her back, but it was back...and it was even more twisted than before, but only one thought ran through his head...he would not lose her again.
The next few days he spent much time at his sister's house, but not once did he dare to go into the room that Elise dwelled in. Strangely, he thought that this wuold be fine if it stayed that way forever. Just so long as she was vaguely near, he was happy. He thought that this was the way it would continue forever, with his just sitting on his sister's couch, staring at his hands. Fate, however, had a different idea.
He had needed to see her face, and had chanced a peek into his old room, which Claire now referred to as "Elise's Room". It was well past midnight, he thought that Elise would be asleep. Seeing her, laying there, peacefully, her features given a silver hue from the soft light of the full moon made his heart race. He took a small step closer.
Before he knew it, he had her in his arms, his cheek to her. His breath blew softly into her ear, as he whispered sweet nothings to her. Then he could feel her body tremble in his arms, a small yawn emit from her lips. He pulled away, and found himself staring into the eyes, the beautiful pools of blue. He stared at her, and she stared back, and he vaguely thought that maybe she didn't recall who he was.
He was startled when she threw her shivering body into his arms, and he pulled her close, and his lips were on hers, and he could feel her long, elegant fingers running through his soft black hair. As their kiss deepened he could almost forget...almost forget it all...almost forget the bad news he had to tell her...
Almost forget as their love was restored...but only almost...
Chapter Six:
She had found herself in his arms. His lips pressed to hers. She never thought she would forgive him. Never thought she would let him touch her again. She never would have believed she would allow herself to be openly intimate with him. Then again she never thought any of what had happened thus far, would happen, and it had...and it scared her, put her in a straight of turmoil, but also...comforted her. She felt so alive in his arms.
She pressed deeper into the kiss; her eyes were closed, this was a fairy-tale kiss, and she wasn't planning on letting go. One of his arms wrapped around her waist, and his other hand grazed softly against her cheek. Bliss...that was all she felt. She had longed for this for the last two months. His mouth on hers, his arms around her, their bodies meshed together...everything perfect...
She would have to thank Claire after this. Ever since that day Lucien had rescued her, Claire had explained things to her, told her how much Lucien cared for her, explained the whole situation that had torn them apart. Slowly, but surely, with Claire's help, her heart began to forgive Lucien.
It had come to where, unbeknownst to Lucien she would watch him. She would constantly wait for the day he would venture into her room. Now was that time, but even now, as they kissed, she could tell something was hurting him, something important. She started to pull back, she needed to inquire what trouble him, but he wouldn't let her go, he pulled her closer. It was then that she realized he was shaking as she stroked her cheek softly.
After all that had happened to them thus far, she knew that so much more was to come. This kiss was what, for the moment, held them together, kept them from breaking down in tears in one anothers arms. And so they held eachother, and kissed, and touched, and just genuinely loved one another, without words, until the sun rose.
So much more was to come. She knew it, he knew it, but at least now...now they were together...now the dirty past could be put to rest as the future was taken into their hands...They would fight to stay together now...
Chapter Seven:
He finally pulled away from Elise, his eyes still gazing into hers, but fully acknowledging that another person was present. He broke the gaze with Elise, and turned to his sister Claire, who although was blushing a slight red color, smiled with complete joy, and clapped her hands.
"So...the lovers have finally come to realize they're lost without eachother?" she questioned.
He merely nodded in returned, but his eyes told Claire what he was thinking. He knew she could read him like a book. They weren't just siblings, they were friends, and had always shared a special bond. He knew what she was thinking, and she knew what he was thinking. [i]Do we tell her?[/i]
"Um...Elise," Claire's voice was timid for once, "Lucien and I have something to tell you."
His eyes darted about the room nervously as he felt Elise's hand tighten around his. Elise knew something was wrong, that was obvious. How was he to tell her what it was though? How serious it was? He looked at her, into her deep blue eyes, once again, and he could see the tears building up. He was scaring her.
"E-Elise..." He began, "Do you remember...what happened in the alley...thay day?"
"Y-yes..." her voice cracked as she spoke, and Claire walked to her and wrapped her in a tight hug.
"Do you remember the man I...killed...?" as he spoke he glanced down at his hands, and for a brief instant he saw the blood again, he relived the moment when he became a murdering, and it made him cringe.
Elise merely nodded this time. She knew what was going to be said next, she clinged to Claire, and buried her face in the nook of Claire's neck, crying insanely.
"He was part of a local gang...a...a very important gang. Liberi...is the name of the group...and the head of the gang...is a man named Vega..." his voice stuttered at the name. Elise and himself had always been very open between eachother before their fight, but he had always neglected to tell her one thing, and now was not the time to mention it, "He...he will seek his revenge on the both of us, Elise...and no matter where we run to...he will find us...and he will kill us...the both of us, because to him, his only family...are the members of his gang...he will destroy us...unless we fight back..."
He stood up, giving Claire a meaningful look, before walking out, his hands shoved in his pockets, head turned down. He couldn't bare to look at Elise now...not after this...hearing her cries was more than enough. He shut the door quietly behind him, and slammed his fist into the wall. Then, breaking down completely, he placed his face in his hands...and cried.
He heard the door open gently, and quiet footsteps tap against the wooden floor.
"Father will not have mercy on you...you know that...right...?" Claire's words would forever echo in his mind.
[b]In this chapter anything in italics is a flashback. [/b] Chapter Eight:
She stood up from the bed. She was somewhat delirious, and fell into the wall. She was still crying, and still frightened. She had thought everything would be okay. That everything would work out. That now that she was with Lucien again...they could be happy.
She had thought, that they could make the dreams they had, had when they were small kids come back.
[i]She waited, sitting on the edge of a small pond, staring into the water at her reflection. God, she hated herself. She was a freak, a no one. She had brought it on herself...she knew this, but it still made her angry, still made her furious. She grabbed a stone from her side and hurled it into the water with rage.
Why the hell did she have to be the freak who's real mother had abandoned her like she was nothing!? Why the hell did she have to be stuck in a step-family full of perfect, law-abiding, tongue-biting citizens!? Why did her step-brother, Rilye, have to be so goddamn perfect, while she was nothing?
"WHY!?" she screamed without noticing, and buried her face in her hands.
All she had ever wanted was to be loved, to be cared for, to have everything that she never had. That was all she wanted...was she really asking to much. She looked once more into the water, and what she saw of her reflection...was a monster. That was why no one would love her, because she was a monster.
"That's all I am..." she whispered, as the water rippled, distorting her image, and she wiped desperately at the smudged, running make-up that had come with her tears.
Someone's hand clasped over her shoulder, and she jumped. Before she knew it she was turned to face a good-looking boy, who was slightly older in appearance than she. Of course, she knew who he was, the kid's name was Lucien, he was the most popular boy in town.
"Hey!" he said, a cute boyish smile forming at his lips, "You're Elise, right?"
She nodded slightly, unable to find her voice. This was the first time anyone had showed kindness, and friendliness towards her.
"Well, I'm Lucien! It's a pleasure to meet ya," he replied, and then suddenly, took her face in his hands, "You know...you're really pretty. You'll grow up into a beautiful woman and I swear you'll be mine! And we'll live in a house, with two kids, and a dog and cat!"
He then moved in, and ran his lips softly over hers. She blinked, and fell back. Her first kiss!? Had she just received her first kiss from him?
"Oh, don't worry," he said, reaching a hand down to help her up, "Kissing takes awhile to get used to!"[/i]
She smiled a bit, that memory had cheered her up at least. She walked out, gathering all her strength, and went to Lucien. Taking his face in her hands she kissed him.
"Don't worry...we'll have all the time in the world to get used to it..." she whispered, "We'll fight...if we have to."
Chapter Nine:
He had been slightly relaxed by her kiss, by her words.
[i]"Don't worry...we'll have all the time in the world to get used to it."[/i]
He nodded slightly, and took her into his arms. He held her close, and smiled, resting his head on the top of hers. She smelled good, was one thought that came to mind. Like fresh fruit, she smelled girly, but...with a hint of sexiness. They would have all the time in the world to be together...all the time in the world.
Chapter 10:
Elise walked out of her room. She knew he would be gone. It was no surprise really. She had known this was his intent from the very beginning. That's exactly the reason she had watched him from her window. Now she knew which direction she was heading in. She knew Claire would help her if she asked, but she didn't want to endanger her new friend.
She walked to the living room. There sitting on the coffee table was a note. She picked it up tenderly. It was written in his writing. She smiled a bit, his writing had always been so much prettier than her own. She let her eyes trail over the message, reading quickly, but still taking it all in.
[i]To My Love,
I know this is wrong of me to do. Leaving you here. But I'm leaving to save you. I know I won't come back alive. So...the only time to clear this up is now. I have always loved you, I just wanted to tell you that. It was because of this love that I kept certain aspects of my life secret from you. I was always trying to protect you. The whole prom incident. Let's go ahead and get this completely aside. I'd like you to know this. I didn't even go to prom. I was with my father, and his...co-worker, Valeria on the night of prom. I didn't stick up for myself because I didn't want to claim my father, I didn't want to tell you that he was trying to force me into his local gang that night. His gang, you may be thinking? He is the leader of the notorious Liberi Mafia. Yes, that's right, the very men who raped you, the very man I killed worked for my father. I knew of it all along. I am the son of Vega Liberi, I am...Lucien Liberi. I never told you, because I was afraid you would never accept me again...and I...love you to much to ever feel hated by you...Now, I realize had I just told you, none of this would have happened. We'd both be safe now...We'd have the chance to be married, live in a shithole apartment, suffer to make a living for our children. We'd have all the fun and crazy times of two people very much in love. Even with my dying breath I will regret all of the secrets I kept from you...I will regret all of the lies...
I will never stop loving you, Lucien Liberi[/i]
She crumpled the note in her hand, and walked from Claire's crowded apartment into the cold rain. She smiled. The rain it seemed...engulfed their love. With the rain they would be saved. She dropped the letter into a puddle of dirty water, and watched as the black ink colored the water.
She held her head up high. Even if she died, she would die with no regrets. She had lived, she had love, and she would gladly die in the arms of her lover, but she didn't plan on either of them dying. Taking one step at a time she headed off in the direction she had last seen her lover wander towards.
She knew around the location of the gang's hideout. Who didn't know, after all? The Liberi group had been in this town from the beginning. The Liberi family was the reason for most of the pain and death in this town, as well. Poor Lucien. Had she only known that he had it even worse than her. Had she only not been so selfish.
"No..." she whispered, a raindrop catching on her small, pale lips.
She wouldn't regret anything. She was no longer living for the past. Everything she had done wrong then, she planned to make right now. She would save him, even if it meant killing the whole gang with her bare hands. He had always been there for her, he had always helped her...this was her chance to help him.
With full confidence...Elise embarked on what would be the final fight seperating her from her love. She knew, without any doubt in her mind, that she...no, they...would be victorious, because love and hope wins against all.
"I've...decided," he said, "I am going to see my fa-I mean...Vega."
He scolded himself. He had almost let it slip. Almost told his secret. His secret that must be hidden forever. If he told, she would never love him again, never accept him. How could he tell her that the man who wanted them both dead was actually his father? That the men who raped her had worked for a man that held his own flesh and blood. He couldn't tell her, he wouldn't tell her.
"No!" Elise screamed, their peaceful silence disrupted, "I-I won't let you go there...I won't let you go there alone. Please...please don't go, please don't go to die, Lucien. I...I beg of you! I love you...and we will go together, we will fight together, and if it cannot be helped...we will die together!"
He opened his mouth to talk, but he knew it was pointless. He closed his eyes, blinking back his tears. He had to lie to her. He had too...to save her, he had to lie. This was all he could do. He was doing it for them. For their love. If one of them had to die, it would be himself, so she could live on.
"You're right..." he said, his voice calm, "We will go together...tomorrow...will you...will you be ready?"
Elise nodded, and walked into her room. Good, she needed her rest. He turned to Claire, her eyes were shining with tears. She ran to him, and took him into her arms, cradling him, the young man that he was, like he was a child.
"You're going away...aren't you? You're leaving to die?" Claire said, a single tear rolling down her cheek, and then she pushed him away roughly, "I will not mourn for you...and I will advise Elise to do the same..."
"I know you will mourn for me, Claire...I know you're just trying to be strong, and that's good. Continue to be strong Claire, never stop being strong. Be strong for yourself, and please...take care of Elise...for me...as my final request, sister?" he said, and for the first time in a long time, he was just a little boy, asking his sister for a favor.
He walked away now, and taking a piece of paper and pen from a coffee table in the living room began to write a note. A note that would explain everything to Elise. She deserved to know everything...
He then stood, and began his walk...knowing in all entirety, he was walking himself to his own grave.
Chapter Eleven:
Lucien opened his eyes. The world was spinning. What had happened? One moment he was being ushered in to meet his father. The next he was laying on a cold, stone floor. He sat up, immense pain rushed to his head. He cried out, and ran his hand along the back of his head...there was an awful knot there. Well, one thing was now explained. He'd been hit.
He looked around, and sighed. There were bars blocking him into a small area. So, he was in the Liberi Family's personal dungeon. He rolled his eyes. He always thought it was so crude to have a personal dungeon in this day in time. He layed back, and stared at the dungeon ceiling. Nothing but stone.
He decided to keep his mouth shut. For one, no one was around, and secondly, they couldn't keep him in here forever. After all, he was the heir to this place. They would either kill him, or induce him into the mafia. He was hoping for the first option, or his own third option. Where they all met there terrible fate for all the wrongs they had committed.
He breathed in through his nose, and immediately started coughing. That strong scent, musky, but very bad smelling. Valeria, with her over-priced, terrible smelling perfume, was nearby. Great. Just what he needed at this time. He closed his eyes. The best thing to do right now was to play it cool. He would show no emotion. He would mention nothing of Elise. If they found out she was still here...she would be their next target.
"Hello, love." A thick, extremely womanly voice drawled.
"You only wish," he said, snorting back laughter.
"Tough words for someone in these circumstances, Lucien." Valeria's voice was sharp as she said his name.
He watched her walk to the bars, and reach out to touch his face tenderly. He caught her by the wrist before she could touch him. God, her perfume smelled even worse up close. He surveyed her. Well, she was still hiding her age well. She had to be near forty by now, but she looked at least twenty-five.
Valeria was what most men would describe as one of the most beautiful women alive. Her long, black hair fell into soft curls framing her thin, well-defined face; her eyes were naturally a violet color; her body was thin, but very atheletic looking. She might have been pretty, even to Lucien, if she didn't cover her face in that muck called make-up, it clouded natural beauty just to make her look younger. To Lucien though, she was nothing, she would NEVER be as beautiful as his Elise.
"Well," Valeria began, her voice caught for a moment in her throat, "I suppose you won't be willing to side with us will you...? All because of that stupid, little girlfriend of yours? You do know, this means you die."
"Hmph...don't call her stupid, or I swear..." Lucien replied, his eyes trained on the gun that Valeria now had, pointing through the bars, aimed straight at his forehead.
"You swear what, Lucien?"
That was odd, the voice sounded so familiar, so angelic. It definately wasn't the voice of Valeria. He only contemplated this for a moment, but once he opened his eyes, he saw Valeria had dropped to her knees, and with one final gasping noise, fell face-first into the hard, stone ground. He looked up from the body, and saw Elise. She was beautiful, her clothes and hair were dripping wet. So, she had followed him through the rain. Then he noticed a gun gripped in her shaking hand.
"Is...she dead?" Lucien whispered, taken back by what Elise had done.
Elise simply nodded, and dropped to the ground, shaking hysterically. Lucien was able to pull Valeria's dead body closer to the bars. He found the keys to his cell hanging around her neck. Ugh, his hands were covered in blood now. He tugged the chain, breaking it off her neck. He stood and quickly unlocked the door.
He walked to Elise, and held his hand out for her. She took it, and stood, still shaking. He wrapped his arms around her, and whispered soothing words into her ear, before pulling back and staring straight into her eyes.
"You saved my life..." He said.
"When you find someone you love...that you're not willing to let go...You fight, and you kill, and you live...all to be with them," She whispered, and suddenly smiled, "I love you, Lucien Liberi. No matter what your last name is, no matter how your family is. I will never stop loving you."
Chapter Twelve:
She and Lucien, both covered in Valeria’s blood, walked from the room. Hands clasped together, identical smiles on their face. They were smiling, they were murderers, but they were happy murderers, and they were together. One more obstacle, one more person to face; then it was over. Then everything would be fine.
They had left the gun behind. No point keeping it after all, and it wouldn’t have any hand prints on it; she had worn gloves because it had been so cold and rainy. Lucien led her through the cold, dank halls of the mafia’s joint. It was oddly relaxing, the lights were faint, and she had to strain her eyes to see anything.
She rested her head against his shoulder as they walked. His arm was now wrapped around her waist. It was odd, they were acting as if they weren’t walking straight to death’s door. Then again, even if they did die, they would die together. Dying in her lover’s arms; she smiled again, this was so romantic.
“I think we’ve lost our minds,” Lucien said, a laugh in his voice.
“Maybe we have,” her voice was soft, almost sleepy, “But you know, I think I like this insane side of us.”
“Yeah, we oughta do this more often. I mean, who wouldn’t love to live through this? Kill a few people, it takes out your anger.” Lucien said, and they both laughed.
I thought back to all the times we spent together. Everything would be fine. We would have those children Lucien wanted so badly; even though I had always claimed he would never get a child out of me. Things would be fine. We would wake up in the morning next to each other make breakfast, go to work, come home, make love, and then the cycle would start all over again. Everything would be perfect.
Yes, we were definitely losing it. I knew this because I had never thought of anything to be perfect before. That didn’t matter though. Things were going to be alright. She was confident about that, and as they walked through the door leading to Lucien’s father’s room, she simply smiled. She would be meeting the devil himself. What was so bad about that?
“Ah, if it isn’t Romeo and Juliet,” the voice of the man before them sounded.
She stared at him. Her voice caught in her throat. She hadn’t expected him to look so much like Lucien. He was an older, greyer, tougher looking version of Lucien. No, he was nothing like Lucien. All you had to do was look into his eyes to see that. Then again, you wouldn’t really want to, because all she saw when she looked…was pure evil. Evil brought on by years a murder, and evil deeds without reason.
“Hello, Father.” Lucien said, the word father seemed stressed. He must not have been used to saying that.
“So, my son and his whore have come to kill me?” was the only thing Vega said, while playing with a ring on his middle finger.
“No. We simply want to work this…ordeal we have out.” She spoke, blinking a bit. She didn’t want to kill again, not if it could be helped.
“This ‘ordeal’ as you call it, cannot be worked out. Either you die, or I die. That is the only way this will end, and children, don’t believe that good always overcomes evil.” He drew his gun from his belt.
This wasn’t how things had worked in my mind. He was supposed to give into us. We were supposed to win. Not him. He wouldn’t win. We would. Love would win. That’s how it was supposed to be. Those were the last thoughts that ran through my head as I felt the bullet enter my body. Pain…Love…Win…Lucie n.
“Never…give…up…
Epilogue:
The little five year-old girl stared at her mommy. She was wide-eyed, sitting cross-legged on the carpet. She smiled a bit; a smile that spread to her deep blue eyes. She had just finished listening to her mommy tell her favorite story.
“Mommy? Did that story really happen?” She said, giggling softly.
“Hmm…funny that you should ask that,” her mother looked at her, her eyes that daddy called ‘bluer than the ocean’ trained on her daughter, Elisabeth, “Some say it did, and other’s say it didn’t.”
“Whatever happened to the girl, mommy?” Elisabeth stared at her mother, anticipating the answer with childish innocence.
“Hmm,” her mother smiled a bit, “I suppose she died, but I’d like to think that she’s alive out there…with a beautiful daughter, living happily ever-after with her true love. Then again, maybe that’s just me.”
“Yeah, mommy! I bet that’s what happened. Of course she lived! Cause love is the strongest thing out there,” Elisabeth stood and walked from the room in giggles.
The young mother took to cleaning the living room. She sighed a bit, and wiped her eyes. The story always brought her to tears. She stared into the fire, and smiled a bit as a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist, and held her close. She turned around in her husband’s arms, and pressed her lips to his.
“I told you…that we’d have forever to practice…” the woman said, after pulling away from the kiss.
“That you did, my love, that you did.” The tall, slender black haired man replied with a smile.
“Eweeeeeeee….Kissing is yucky!” Elisabeth’s voice rang out, and they both looked at each other and smiled.
-End
[u][b]Authors Note: ([b]Read! IT'S IMPORTANT[/b]) About the epilogue. It's written for you to decide how the story ended. You can either choose a.) Lucien was able to defeat his father and save Elise, and that Elisabeth is their daughter or b.) It was just a story and the two parents of Elisabeth were not Elise and Lucien or your own choice.[/b][/u]
I chose they died =P Cause it's better when you die with the one you love. And plus, they're gonna get arrested anyway cause they killed two people, well, one each.
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| Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome... |
| 07.31.04 (3:52 pm) [edit] |
Life sucks, bleh.
I'll probably not go to Vamp Shadows anymore, even if I can.
I might not go to college, might as well just stay with Jake in London.
[i]Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome..and I don't feel light..when your gone away..[/i]
Today is friendship day and I might just hide from everybody and go to that one place I love..
A poem I wrote:
[b]Unspoken Sorrow, by Me[/b]
As I stare at a reflection I see a girl twisted in pain No tears was shed Wishing for her feelings to mend The girl tries to fight back her tears But I see her fears The girl wanting back the past But there is no going back I see her grab a knife As she ends her life I just realized That girl was me I saw myself in sorrow An unspoken sorrow
[i][b]Yeah, not a good poem but whatever. [/b][/i]
Kikyo Rocks!

Sesh is Hot =P

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| My goodbyes! |
| 07.30.04 (10:32 pm) [edit] |
Haha well I'm not really leaving. I just can't go to Vamp Shadows or Habbo anymore. You know why? I have to go to work day and night now. But I don't care cause I get paid a lot and all I do there is sign paper works or use the computer if your bored. Well yeah I won't be on chats unless my boss is gone.
My boss in habbo [Br.Michaels] asked me for my picture cause every guy in BRM was talking about my picture. So I sent it to him and he was like "HAHA! THAT'S NOT HER!" Lmao I almost fell off my chair when I heard him. He said that girl in the picture [which is me] was some Chinese/Japanese popular model/singer? Lol I just look like her, I think her name is like, umm Naomi? Yeah her, I think that's her name. But anyway, I explained to him that Im a model but he doesn't believe me. So I just sent him some old pictures I got from my now-broken webcam, from my last happy christmas with my ex-bestfriend and my cousin, me and my exbestfriend, and umm more pictures I took some months/years ago.
Well that's all I wanna talk about. Lol oh! I saw my name on Hot Blogs as the 13th some hours ago. I'm gonna check again today, mwahahhaha.
[b]Some Jokes:[/b]
A woman was helping her husband set up his computer, and at the appropriate point in the process, told him that he would now need to enter a password.
Something he will use to log on. The husband was in a rather amorous mood and figured he would try for the shock effect to bring this to his wife's attention. So, when the computer asked him to enter his password, he made it plainly obvious to his wife that he was keying in
"P...E...N...I...S".
His wife fell off her chair laughing when the computer replied:
****PASSWORD REJECTED. NOT LONG ENOUGH****
[b]The other joke:[/b]
If you think life is bad.....
How would you like to be an egg?
You only get laid once.
You only get eaten once.
It takes four minutes to get hard.
Only two minutes to get soft.
You share your box with 5 other guys
But worst of all..
the only chick that ever sat on your face was your mother!!!
So cheer up, Your life ain't that bad!!!!
[b]Tell me what you think about my blog by dropping a comment or two![/b]
[b] Write when it hurts...[/b]
[i]I tried everything to turn the past into a blur. It hurts too much remembering all those forgotten memories. What happened to us? Is love really this cruel? No one understands me, not even myself. I don't know how I feel. I want to run away from all of this, I just wanna break down and cry, I wanna yell out all the pain, I wanna bleed till I'm numb, damn, I just want you to love me. Is it really that hard? Can't you see all the pain when you look in my eyes? I know I know it's too late. Watching you with her made me weaker. Why can't everything just be right? Cause I know I still love you...[/i] [u] [b]I'm not sure if that's what I feel...for someone.[/b][/u]
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| Habbo Rocks! |
| 07.29.04 (9:23 pm) [edit] |
Lol me and Kikyo got another job at habbo.
Screw that mafia job, it's so ebil, they didn't give me rights to open doors, but they told me to hrie people. HOW AM I GONNA HIRE PEOPLE IF I CANT OPEN DOORS!
Anyway, were bartenders in this club, go there! It's called Club NV. We got paid on our first day and me and Kikyo decided to go share a room and put all our furnitures there. It's cool, red-gray. But we need more furnitures.
Lol the job was funny at first, cause me and Kikyo didn't know what to do since we were new. And the owner was like "Use your imagination". So I served this guy a drink, en I was like "Here sir, enjoy, USE YOUR IMAGINATION!" Lmao, lol and I got a lover there. Lol, stupid stupid. Okay I gotta go ruin someone's life now!
-I don't see my name on Hot Blogs anymore!! OH WELL!
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