tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40544191485247383082024-02-20T16:12:26.191-08:00Stories I wrote~These are my stories. Each one is either based off a dream or a request from a friendMakina Ashadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04529614315057636605noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4054419148524738308.post-9776154467689287272012-05-08T10:56:00.001-07:002012-08-16T17:37:05.027-07:00A Lonely Little State...Suddenly in Love?!<span style="background-color: black;"><br /></span>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="font-size: 16.0pt;">You yawned, your emerald
green eyes barely staying open as you stared blankly at the textbook in front
of you. You were studying for a test that you had the next day, and you were so
bored of it. You needed a break, so you decided to stretch your legs and take a
walk. You grabbed your phone, slipping into the pocket of your nearly black
jeans and slipped on your favorite hoodie before leaving your room and looking
around. After searching for your parents for five minutes, you decided to write
a note and left it on the fridge. <i>Dad,</i></span><span style="font-size: 16.0pt;"> <i>Gone to take a walk. Be back later. –S.</i></span><span style="font-size: 16.0pt;"> You locked up the house, smiling as you felt the warm
sunlight streaming onto your body.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="font-size: 16.0pt;">You began to walk towards the
park, which was about 15 minutes from your house on foot. As you walked, you
went over what happened to you at school. <i>Let’s see…Test reviews, finished
up the outlining for one of my paintings…and totally began crushing on the cute
new guy. </i></span><span style="font-size: 16.0pt;">You thought, smiling as you
remembered what had occurred when a new student entered your art class.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16.0pt;"><i style="background-color: black;">“Class, this is our new
student, Heracles Karpusi. He’s new to California and will be staying for the
rest of this year.” Your teacher had said. You looked up at the new kid and
smiled. You WERE California, so you felt odd that you didn’t know about a
visitor. “Heracles, you can set up your station beside Sarah’s. Sarah, please
raise your hand so he knows who you are.” <o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16.0pt;"><i style="background-color: black;">Your smile grew, and,
raising your hand, said, “I’m Sarah. Sarah Johnson. Nice to meet you Heracles.”
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<span style="font-size: 16.0pt;"><i style="background-color: black;">“The pleasure is mine.” He
said, as he set up his easel and sat beside you. You giggled quietly, hearing
his accent and finally realizing who he is. <br />
“You’re Greece, right?”<br />
“Y-Yes. How did you know?”<br />
“You’re accent. And my daddy works with you.” You replied, smiling.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16.0pt;"><i style="background-color: black;">“Your…daddy? Who’s your
dad?”<br />
“America.”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16.0pt;"><i style="background-color: black;">“Ahhh. Then you must be
the one he mentions constantly! California!”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16.0pt;"><i style="background-color: black;">“Yup.” You giggled. <o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16.0pt;"><i style="background-color: black;">He had smiled, and you
fell in love with it. It wasn’t intimidating like Ivan’s sometimes was, and it
was sweet, like your uncle Arthur’s smile.<br />
“Say…would you like to erm…eat lunch with me later?” He had asked, looking away
and blushing slightly.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16.0pt;"><i style="background-color: black;">You blushed and nodded.
“I’d love to.”<br />
“I’ll see you after class then…” He replied, smiling.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16.0pt;"><i style="background-color: black;">“I guess so.” You said,
giggling.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="font-size: 16.0pt;">“And then our lunch plans
were ruined…” You said, sighing as you continued to walk. You vaguely
registered where you were and realized you’d arrived at the park and had walked
up to the swings without realizing. You sat on a swing and began kicking your
legs back and forth, working to get some altitude. You laughed as you began to
swing higher and higher, until your palms started to sweat and they slipped off
the chains, sending you flying at the highest point you‘d managed to get to.
You screamed, suddenly realizing there was no one else there as you neared the
ground. Suddenly, you felt yourself crash into something. Dazed, you looked up
to see it wasn’t a some<i>thing. </i></span><span style="font-size: 16.0pt;">It
was some<i>one</i></span><span style="font-size: 16.0pt;">. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; font-size: 16pt;">“H-heracles!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; font-size: 16pt;">“Are you alright Sarah?”<br />
“Y-yes…thank you.”<br />
He smiled. “<span class="hps"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333;">ευχαρίστηση</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333;"> </span></span><span class="hps"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333;">μου. My pleasure.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span class="hps"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-size: 16pt;"><i>Dammit…he needs to stop with that smile of his. </i></span></span><span class="hps"><span style="background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-size: 16pt;">You
thought, smiling in return.</span></span><span style="font-size: 16.0pt;"> <br />
Heracles looked down at you, in his arms, and his smile grew. <i>I…I love her.
I’ve JUST met her…yet I know she’s the one that I want to spend the rest of my
life with…<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; font-size: 16pt;">“Um…Heracles…?” <br />
“Yes?”<br />
“Would…you like to come over to my house?” you asked, blushing slightly.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; font-size: 16pt;">“I’d love to…but I need to go
get started on my painting.” He replied, sighing.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; font-size: 16pt;">“You too? We could work in my
studio.” You said, smiling. You thought you were the only one who hadn’t
started to ACTUALLY paint your painting.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; font-size: 16pt;">He smiled. “I’d like that
very much, Πριγκίπισσα μου.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; font-size: 16pt;">“What does that mean?” You
asked, smiling.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; font-size: 16pt;">“It means my princess.” He
replied, chuckling.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; font-size: 16pt;">You blushed, smiling more and
hugging him.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; font-size: 16pt;">He held you close, softly
whispering to you in Greek. “Νομίζω ότι σ 'αγαπώ…I think I love you…”<br />
“H-Heracles…I…I think I love you too…” You said, blushing more.<br />
“R-really?” He asked, a slightly shocked look on his face.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; font-size: 16pt;">“Really…” You said, giggling
softly.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; font-size: 16pt;">He smiled and the two of you
began heading to you’re house. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Makina Ashadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04529614315057636605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4054419148524738308.post-18823426946864993692012-01-14T01:13:00.001-08:002012-01-14T01:13:53.450-08:00Call Me When You're Sober...Taicho (Alternat/WIP)<div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">He breathed slowly as he walked up to Nanao.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">“Nanao-chan~!” He called, planning to once again confess his feelings, even though he knew she’d reject them.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">“What do you want Kyoraku-taicho?” She asked, not looking up from her paperwork. He smiled. Maybe today was the day she’d believe his words. After all, he was sober this time.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">“Nanao-chan I have something to tell you.”</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">“Taicho if you’ve come to profess your love to me yet again, I don’t want to hear it. I have far too much paperw-“ She began saying buy Kyoraku had silenced her by pressing his lips against hers. After she had gotten over the initial shock, he had expected to get smacked with her book. However she did just the opposite. She began to kiss him back wholeheartedly. Now he was the one in shock. As they slowly pulled apart, he saw that she was shocked as well by her actions.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">“T-taicho…” she whispered, touching her fingers to her lips.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">“That was better than I’d dreamed, Nanao-chan.”</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">“Did you dream it often sir?”</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">He chuckled softly. “Of that and so much more Nanao-chan~.” His voice was suggestive, and her thoughts immediately flew to an area she was inexperienced in. Sex. He kissed her again, this time more passionately. She returned the kiss and felt his hands roaming across her back.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">“Kyoraku-taicho…” she breathed out, voice thick with lust and want.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">“Nanao-chan, please use my name…”</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">“Is that an order or a request sir?”</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">“Both.” he whispered, pressing his lips to her neck.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">She groaned as he found her soft spot, him immediately beginning to nibble on the spot.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"K-kyoraku-san." She moaned out breathily. </div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">A slow smirk appeared on his face as he lay on her a bit, shunpoing them to a different room far from the captain barracks. There upon arrival, he rid them of everything save for his shihakusho pant garments and her underwear, if any, while he kissed down from her neck to her breasts, pulling and teasing her nipples more while softly biting her flesh.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">She had to let out a gentle whimper at his roughness. God, did she love it!</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"Sh-Shunsui~!" she moaned out loudly. Her nails dug into the flesh of his shoulders somewhat from the sudden arousal she felt.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">He grinned even more as he pinched one of her nipples, flicking his tongue over it as he spread her legs farther apart with his other hand, sliding it towards her clitoris, stroking it through the fabric of her panties.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">She moaned a little louder, nails digging deeper as she felt that she would almost explode from the contact of his fingers. The pleasure was so terrific.</div>Makina Ashadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04529614315057636605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4054419148524738308.post-80995683461766789532012-01-14T01:12:00.004-08:002012-01-14T01:13:07.473-08:00Nanao and Kyoraku? Ch.3<div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Nanao's POV again!</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"I love you too Nanao-chan~" Shunsui whispered, hugging me against him and lightly kissing my lips. I smiled and as he held me, he whispered in a very...<strong>sensual </strong>way, "How about we tell the others we're gonna go for a nice <strong>long</strong> walk~?"</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">I blushed, immediately understanding his thoughts. "O-ok."</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">He smiled then groaned slightly. I looked at him and he was gazing at me hungrily. "S-shunsui? Are you alright?" I asked. He chuckled in a way that immediately turned me on.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"Oh I'm fine Nanao-chan~ More than fine in fact~" he kissed my neck, searching for my weak spot.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"S-shunsui! N-not here!" I squeaked, holding back a moan. He chuckled. </div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"Alright~ Then lets hurry and tell the other's we'll be back~" </div>Makina Ashadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04529614315057636605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4054419148524738308.post-5899668493565393812012-01-14T01:12:00.002-08:002012-01-14T01:12:35.290-08:00Nanao and Kyoraku? Ch.2<div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Kyoraku's POV...</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Nanao looked down at the sand, a very light blush upon her face. I sighed softly, hoping to trick her and look at me and she did. When our eyes met, I crashed my lips against her in a passionate liplock. Her response was immediate. She wanted to leave. NOW. I chuckled softly and slowly pulled away with small, quick kisses.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"Shunsui..." she whispered, nuzzling my neck. I smiled, holding her against me as I whispered,</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"Yes Nanao-chan~?"</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">She murmured something against my neck and I chuckled. </div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"A little louder Nanao." </div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">She lifted her gaze to me and whispered, "I love you Taicho." </div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
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All I could remember was pain. Large, ungodly amounts of pain. Was I dying? No…dying was supposed to be quick and painless. Then I heard two voices. One male, the other female.</div>
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"Evangeline!! Wake up please!" the male shouted. I could hear the worry in his voice. The female laughed…either at him or at me. I wasn't sure but soon, everything started to go pitch black. I could barely hear the male, the last thing I could hear was him yelling my name, then whispering three small words.</div>
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I woke up with a start. The dream had been so vivid….so real. I was afraid. Who was Evangeline…and who did the voices belong to?</div>
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I pondered these things while I got up and got ready for school. I pulled on a pair of faded denim jeans and a red v-neck t-shirt. I grabbed my backpack after brushing my waist length, ebony colored hair and went downstairs to get some breakfast. My little sister, Raven, was already there, looking extremely nervous. Then again today was her first day in high school.</div>
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"Raven calm down." I said, grabbing a box of cereal and the carton of milk. </div>
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"I'm trying Autumn…It's my first day at a new school though!" She replied.</div>
Makina Ashadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04529614315057636605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4054419148524738308.post-36149359349986014292012-01-14T01:11:00.000-08:002012-01-14T01:11:03.810-08:00Call Me When You're Sober...Taicho<div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><em><span class="fbUnderline" style="text-decoration: underline;"><strong>Note: The first set of lyrics is NOT Call Me When You're Sober by Evanescence. It is Miracle by Cascada. It was the original song intended but then an AMV made me change my mind. Anyways let the ShunsuixNanao oneshot begin!</strong></span></em></div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"> He'd never heard Nanao sing, but the first time he did he wished she'd do so more often. He thought her voice was pure honey with the way each note of the song fell upon his ears.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><em> ~Boy Meets Girl</em></div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><em> You were my dream my world</em></div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><em> But I was blind</em></div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><em> you cheated on me from behind~</em></div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"> He flinched as she sang the last line, wondering if she truly thought that about him. She was still obliviousto his presence...or maybe she wanted him to overhear her singing. After a few minutes, the song came to an end and he heard Nanao's sad sigh before she began to sing another, one he was more familiar with.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><em>~Don't cry to me</em></div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><em> If you love me</em></div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><em> You would be here with me</em></div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><em> You want me</em></div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><em> Come find me</em></div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><em> Make up your mind~</em></div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"> Ok. That he knew was directed at him. How many times had he said he loved her but she blew it off as him being drunk or only pretending? He'd lost track long ago, but he knew that he was telling her the absolute truth each time he said that to her.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"></div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><em> </em> He felt as if he had received a punch to the stomach. He had so much trouble breathing as she sang. Is that really what his Nanao-chan believed? That he was lying to her? He sighed softly and drank some sake he had with him while Nanao continued to sing.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><em> </em> He had sat down now. He wondered if she did know he was hearing her every word. With another sip of sake he decided to try and tell her he loved her again, even if it would result in him getting smacked with her book. Oh how he hoped she'd finally listen to him.</div>Makina Ashadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04529614315057636605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4054419148524738308.post-10035953228515505132012-01-14T01:08:00.001-08:002012-01-14T01:08:44.047-08:00Makina's Return! - Chapter 1: Return to Soul Society (WIP)<div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"> With only one week, Makina set off towards the Urahara Shōten. The shop looked normal on the outside, but underneath was a subterranean training area. However, Makina wasn’t interested in any of that. She was merely going to use the Senkaimon, the gateway to Soul Society, where her family would be waiting.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"> “Mom…Dad…Rosie…I’m on my way home.” I said, increasing my flash step speed. I was anxious to see my family again after living away the past three years.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">I sighed, hoping Kisuke would be at the shop for once since he usually seems to disappear whenever I go there. I got my answer when I arrived. Kisuke was sitting on the steps that led into his shop, waiting patiently.</div><div style="background-color: #fbfbfb; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"> “Kisuke!” I yelled, running up to him and hugging him tightly. God I had missed seeing his goofy face.</div>Makina Ashadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04529614315057636605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4054419148524738308.post-59359691359421914422012-01-14T01:07:00.001-08:002012-01-14T01:07:21.499-08:00Makina's Return! -Prologue: Return to the Living World!<div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">It's been three years since Aizen had kidnapped Makina, and had successfully made her a special type of arrancar. She was able to appear as a shinigami by simply removing her mask like a vizard. She was also created to replace the Cuatro Espada, Ulquiorra Schiffer. Today had started much like a normal day in Hueco Mundo...but Makina knew something amazing would happen. She was desperately hoping...that she'd get to see her family.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"> "Lord Aizen has requested your presence, m'lady." my fraccion, Xenia, said as she kneeled in front of me.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"Very well. Return to your duties Xenia. And stop kneeling in front of me...It discomforting." I replied, slipping my zanpakuto across my back and walking towards the throne room.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"Ah...Makina." Aizen said as I entered the room. He glanced at the other arrancar that were still in the room and they all left, leaving the two of us alone.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"Yes, Lord Aizen?"</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"You've been a loyal espada, so I am going to reward you."My eyes widened slightly before settling back into a look of calm.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"Reward...Lord Aizen?""Yes. For being loyal to me for three years, I'll grant you one request.""Any request, Sir?"</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"Any."This was my chance to see my family. After three long years, I could see my family. I thought about it a moment though. Lord Aizen had said <strong>any </strong>request so...did that mean I could request my freedom?</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"Lord Aizen, I know what my request is." I said, closing my eyes and smiling as I removed the mask that marked me as an arrancar. My hair, medium-length and black, grew and changed to a warm brown, almost the color of copper, my arrancar robes dissipating into my shinigami ones.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"Very well. Your request, Makina?" Aizen asked, watching my transformation in amusement.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"I'd like to see my family." He nodded and a garganta opened between the two of us.</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"You have one week. Spend it wisely, Makina."</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"Yes...Lord Aizen." I whispered, stepping through the garganta and into the World of the Living. </div>Makina Ashadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04529614315057636605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4054419148524738308.post-52081782436256578042010-12-12T20:28:00.000-08:002010-12-12T21:14:34.356-08:00Ulquiorra Songfic ~Bad Boy-Cascada~<i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">~Remember the Feelings </span></span></span></b></i><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Remember the Day</span></span></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">My Stone Heart Was Breaking</span></span></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">My Love Ran Away~</span></span></span></b></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></span></i></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">He was walking away, leaving me behind. I felt so much pain in my chest, putting my hand over the hole where my heart would have been had I still been alive. I started running after him.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">~This Moment I Knew I Would Be Someone Else</span></span></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">My Love Turned Around And I Fell~</span></span></span></b></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></span></i></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">He stopped walking and turned around. As I ran up to him, he smiled gently and I ended up tripping, falling into his arms. I blushed, gazing up into his emerald green eyes. His gaze bore through me and at that moment, I felt as though nothing could go wrong...</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">~Be My Bad Boy</span></span></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Be My Man</span></span></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Be My Weekend Lover</span></span></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">But Don't Be My Friend</span></span></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">You Can Be My Bad Boy</span></span></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">But Understand That I Don't Need You Again </span></span></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">No I Don't Need You Again~</span></span></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">~Bad Boy~</span></span></span></b></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></span></i></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">"Hana...forgive me." he whispered, holding me in a warm embrace. Not what I'd have expected from the fourth espada. I gazed at him, taking in his raven hair, pale skin, and emerald eyes. My eyes stopped on his lips which were black as always.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">~You Once Made This Promise To Stay By My Side </span></span></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">But After Some Time You Just Pushed Me Aside</span></span></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">You Never Thought That A Girl Could Be Strong</span></span></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Now I'll Show You How To Go On~</span></span></span></b></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></span></i></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">His name fell from my lips in a whisper. "Ulquiorra..." He looked at me, his once cold eyes showing nothing but his love for me. "Hana...I'm so sorry.. please forgive me for leaving you." </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">I gazed at him in awe, not sure of what to say.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">~</span></span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"> </span></span></span></b><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Be my bad boy, be my man</span></span></span></b></i></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Be my weekend lover, but don't be my friend<br />You can be my bad boy, but understand<br />That I don't need you in my life again~</span></span></span></b></i></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">"Ulquiorra...I forgive you." I said, meeting his gaze. His lips formed a half-smile and he hugged me to his chest, smiling, and kissed me, slowly, but passionately.</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">I immediately began to blush, wrapping my arms around his neck.</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">~Won't You Be My Bad Boy</span></span></span></b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Be My Man</span></span></span></b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Be My Weekend Lover</span></span></span></b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">But Don't Be My Friend</span></span></span></b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">You Can Be My Bad Boy</span></span></span></b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">But Understand That I Don't Need You Again</span></span></span></b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">No I Don't Need You Again~</span></span></span></b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></span></i></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">He gently broke the kiss, giving me the sweetest look I'd ever seen. He leaned closer and whispered,</span></span></span></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">"I love you Hana."</span></span></span></i></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">I blushed and also whispered,</span></span></span></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">"I love you too...Ulquiorra."</span></span></span></i></b></div><div><br /></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i><br /></i></div></div>Makina Ashadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04529614315057636605noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4054419148524738308.post-87843462848458334532010-12-11T22:02:00.000-08:002011-01-11T09:05:40.798-08:00Flames Nightmare<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px;font-family:'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px;" ><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">~Balt...~</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"> </p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I awoke in a cold sweat, the name "Balt" still fresh in my mind. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">"Dammit.." I muttered, turning to shut off the alarm, which was blaring. I had been plagued with dreams for the past month, all of them ending the same. With just that name. Who..or what.. is Balt? </span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Unknowingly, I had spoken aloud. "Balt...who ARE you?" I whispered, climbing out of bed to get dressed. But I heard a noise. A low..chuckling sound. "W-who's there?!" I called, looking around. All was quiet..I was starting to freak out. Then I heard it again, still low, but much closer. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">"Hmhmhm...Nebula." I gasped. How did..whatever it was...know my name?</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">"W-who's there?" I whispered, my heartbeat slowly speeding up. The man, I was sure now it was a man, chuckled again.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">"Don't you remember me? I'm the one who saved your life..seven years ago." he murmured. He was close enough for me to feel his breath on my neck, but far enough for me to have difficulty seeing him since it was only 5 in the morning. I gasped as the memory hit me full force.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"> </p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">~I was ten years old, slowly dying after my father had stabbed me in a drunken rage. Luckily he had missed the most vital organs in my body. However, he had pierced my small intestine. The pain was excruciating. The last thing I remembered before blacking out was a man hovering over me, busily trying to stop the bleeding.~</span></span></em></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"> </span></span></em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">"I-it's you!" I cried.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">"Yes. It's me Nebula." he said. "Do you remember anything else?"</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Another memory hit me. It was when I had woken up after blacking out.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">~When I had finally woken up, I saw him sitting i a chair next to my bed. I went to go speak, but he quieted me. "Hush young Nebula. Everything's going to be ok." he whispered, trying to soothe me back to sleep. I gazed at him in wonder. "H-how do you know my name?" I had whispered, looking down at my sheets when he turned to look at me. "I've...been watching you. When the time comes I'll explain more. But for now all you need to know is my name, Soleo Cross. However, most people call me Balt."~</span></span></em></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I looked around my room, frantic. "S-soleo?" I called, hoping he'd show himself.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">"You remembered...my name." He whispered, appearing at the foot of my bed. I had sat down after the second time he chuckled, so I stood and walked down to him.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">"How could I forget?" I whispered. "You saved my life...you saved me from my father." I had to restrain myself from hugging him as tightly as I could. I had no idea why I felt the way I did with him here.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">"Nebula... I</span></span><em><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"> HAD </span></span></strong></em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">to.. I couldn't let the one girl I-" he fell silent. I hid the faint blush rising on my cheeks. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">"The one you...what?" I prompted.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">He groaned softly and suddenly pulled me against him in a string, but warm and oddly comforting, embrace. "...Do you really want to know...Nebula?"</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I nodded, blushing for an unknown reason. He lowered his head so the he could whisper in my ear, </span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">"</span></span><strong><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">The one I've loved for so long..."</span></span></em></strong></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><em></em></span></span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I blushed again. "S-soleo..."</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">"Shh..Call me Balt, my love." He whispered, leaning down ever so slightly and lightly pressing his lips to mine.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em;"><span style="font-size:180%;">I blushed more as he kissed me, sliding my arms up his strong, well-toned chest and around his neck.<br />"Balt..." I whispered when the kiss ended.<br />"Yes..Nebula?" He also whispered, gazing at me with a look of such tenderness, I began blushing again.<br /><br />"Why..why me?"<br />"Why not you?"<br />"I'm..just an ordinary girl! There's nothing special about me!" I cried, looking at him.<br />He chuckled.<br />"Dear Nebula. You couldn't be more wrong." </span></p></span>Makina Ashadohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04529614315057636605noreply@blogger.com0