Kiss: KibaHina One-ShotPitter-patter Pitter-patter Pitter-patterKiss: KibaHina One-Shot5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The rain softly pounded against a glass window, whichever it was I laid nearby. I was tucked into someone's bed, which wasn't my own, and covered in tape. My body was too sore to move. It felt like I had been ripped apart Literally. My back was wet and bare underneath the tape, and so were my breasts. I figured it was blood by the moisture's thick and sticky consistency. It most likely was That might have been the reason why I tasted iron in my mouth. I was bleeding there too, and I felt a a cut on the inside of my lower lip. The area was a little swollen and warmer than the rest of me. Perhaps I got punched? But how? Normally I was able to defend myself against attacks like that Was I weakening? Was I too slow? Whoever rendered me so injured must have been some kind of speed-machine. I would have known who, if it weren't for my blurry memory and headache. The last thing I could recall was being on a missio
Wheat: KibaHina One-ShotThere was a scar there, right over my heart. It ripped right through my savior, and then through the surface of my flesh about five years ago Though, I remembered it as if it were just yesterday that we were both bound by a bloody katana, and then destiny; our souls entwined together to wander through time side-by-side. Our two lives had been sown by the same thin thread. Just a rip or a snap, and one couldn't be without the other. But it took a lot for me to see that, for I was blinded as both a child and a teen by a whole web full my own illusions. I thought it was someone else that I loved That I neededWheat: KibaHina One-Shot5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I thought it was Naruto Uzumaki. As a little girl, I idolized his strength and courage, and later, my obsession for his good traits which I needed in my own self blossomed into love; a painful, one-sided love. Naruto never returned my feelings. He only saw me as a friend, nothing more than another awkward, stuttering female to greet each time he spied me
KibaHina: It's Time Part 1 (Note: This happens three years after their first date.)KibaHina: It's Time Part 18 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Kiba! Come on! We're going to be late for the movies if you don't
hurry up!" Hinata yelled from the living room stairs. "I'm coming Hin-
ata!" Kiba shouted back. Kiba came running down the stairs wearing
a green zipped hoodie, blue jeans, and regular shoes. Hinata was
wearing the same thing but her clothes were different colors. "I'm
ready!" Kiba said with a smile on his face. Hinata just scoffed in a
friendly way at her boyfriend. "Alright. Let's go! Naruto and Sakura
must be getting impatient." Hinata said. They ran out the door and
locked it behind them. They then walked, hand-in-hand to the movies.
After a few minutes later..............
Kiba and Hinata finally reached the movie theather and saw Naruto
and Sakura standing out in the front. "Hey guys!" Kiba and Hinata said
KibaHinaKibaHina8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was fairly obvious. To nearly everyone. Except Naruto. It was obvious how Hinata felt; how much she loved him. But the boy was a fool. Too focused on his dream, too focused on his ongoing rivalry....and way too focused on Sakura....
A growl escaped from another young ninja as he watched his teammate struggle.. As he watched her try to get Naruto to pay attention to her. But the blonde had gotten impatient with her stutters...her inability to speak. He had never even noticed it only really happened when she was around him....
Kiba walked over to the poor girl. He could never admit it....but he had a thing for her nearly as badly as she did for Naruto. The good thing was he was never nervous around her. They had been teammates for a number of years. He stared into his friends disappoitned expression before wrapping an arm around her shoulders.
Cmon, Hinata. If he hasnt figured it out by now, hes not worth the time. Narutos a fool, and he doesnt dese
KibaHinaHinata stared at him blankly, still processing the words that had left his mouth. They repeated again and again in her mind. No. No. I. Dont. Like. You. That. Way. Im. Sorry. They lurched unnaturally over and over until she felt her stomach tighten, and uncontrollable tears form in the corners of her eyes. In the one moment of courage in her life, she had found a reason to never speak again. The world spun around in dizzy circles until nothing remained but darkness.KibaHina7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Kiba rounded the corner towards Ichiraku Ramen after a long day of training Akamaru. Ah He sighed as he stretched his arms, Im hungry. Arent you, Akamaru? His little dog yipped in an excited reply. Ha ha, good! Want some ramen?
Arf! Akamaru barked happily in reply. Kiba was just about to enter the comfy little shop when he sensed something unusual A small prickle of uneasiness shot through him. Akamaru se
KibaHina: We Love Each OtherDear journal,KibaHina: We Love Each Other8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I finally did it! I asked Hinata out and she said yes! All I need
to do now is figure out what to do first on our date and see what
It'll lead to, but again wish me luck!
"Akamaru!" Kiba called out. Akamaru came running to his
master. "Did you want to come with me on my date?" he asked.
Akamaru barked (which means "yes" to Kiba) loudly. "Okay, lets
go!" Kiba shouted to his dog. He closed the door to his house,
locked it, a
HurtPlease hurt meHurt10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It helps me to feel
After the pain
I begin to heal
What was never there before
Born freshly from the wound
Just like the light from the Sun
Allows us to see the Moon
Opposing forces clash and bring
Something neutral and serene
Angel and Devil breed once more
The child of balance seen
Seethe from the anguish that I feel
Lick the wound and hide
Step into my world of dreams
Over clouds I glide
Then at last behind me
This horrible memory fades
I'm left with only the new dawn
Light revealing new shades
You must suffer for the cure
Suffer, then relief
Create, destroy, create once more
The cycle will repeat
There is no life without our deaths
No comfort without pain
Realize what must be done
And hurt me once again
KibaHina: Four-Eyes "Kiba, Come on!!!!" Hinata said while pulling his hand. "I don't wanna!!!!"KibaHina: Four-Eyes6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Kiba whined a little bit. "It's embarrasing!!!!" "No it's not, Kiba. It's not that
bad. Please? Do it for me?" she said in an innocent tone. "Fine." Kiba fin-
ally said. He finally walked out of his house wearing a pair of glasses. "Hin-
ata....I don't know about this. I'm embarrased." Kiba said. "Don't worry, Kiba-
kun. I'm wearing glasses too, so your not alone." she said with a smile on her
face. "Alright." Kiba said back while they put their arms around each other
trying to move in for a kiss. They were only a few inches away from each oth-
er's lips until....... "Hi, Kiba! Hi, Hinata!" someone shouted to the couple. Kiba
and Hinata both groaned at the same time from frustration as soon as they
"Hey! It's Naruto and Sakura!" Hinata said. "Yay?" Kiba said sarcastically
and with a laugh. Hinata gently nudged him in the ribs with her
KibaHina: Asking Her OutDear journal,KibaHina: Asking Her Out8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I'm try to ask Hinata if she and me could do something together, but I'm too nervous
because of what she'd might say. Maybe I should give her some flowers to tell her how
I feel about her.......that's it! I'm going to tell her how I really feel about her because I just
can't take it anymore! Wish me luck because I'm going to need it!
KibaHina: Let's Go Back 3 Years Ago...............KibaHina: Let's Go Back7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Kiba started to open his eyes slowly as daylight entered inside
his house. He could only see a blur of purple on his chest and the
images from his television. He rubbed his eyes and yawned to fin-
ally see Hinata, still sleeping and snoring quietly. He then took his
hand and gently rubbed her right cheek in order to wake her out of
her sleep. As soon as he did that, he heard a small moan from her.
Hinata slowly opened her eyes to see Kiba, just staring at her. She
then blushed a heavy shade of red. When Kiba saw that, all he did
"H.....how'd you sleep?" Hinata said quietly. "Good. You?" Kiba
asked her. "Better than good." Hinata said as she smiled. "So does
this mean that we're offically boyfriend and girlfriend
Anxiety is...Anxiety means not eating in front of peopleAnxiety is...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can't put a single morsel or crumb into my mouth, so long as there are other people around me
What if something gets stuck in my teeth?
What if I get something around my lips?
What if I just plain look like an idiot dropping the noodles from my fork each time I try to pick them up, with that annoyingly shaky hand of mine?
Anxiety means sitting at the corner of the class
I can't hear the teacher from here
But it beats being anywhere else
At least here I can wipe my nose if I need to whenever I have a cold, and no one will see me
Anxiety means not going to the mall
What if I see someone I know?
What if my mom embarrasses me with her loud talking?
What if people watch me when I'm picking out clothes and jewelry?
I'd rather stay home, sit in my chair the whole day doing nothing but art and writing fan-fictions
Anxiety means I need to use an inhaler
I can't breathe when I'm nervous
I can't talk, and when I do, I sound like a mess
I can't exhale;
I Miss YouI miss your shy eyes,I Miss You10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I miss your dorky smile,
I miss the way you told me it wasn't my fault,
When I ever failed.
I miss the way you tolf me I'm smart,
And that I was really sweet.
I miss the way you laughed at me,
When I stumbled over my feet.
I miss the way you were always there,
And said the perfect things.
I miss the way you made my spirit fly,
And the way you gave me wings.
I miss your whole personality,
And your dreamy face.
I miss the way you told me everything,
I miss your warm embrace.
I'm sad that your gone,
And I never told you how I feel.
I miss you,
And the thought that we were something real.
Metroid AnalysisThere are many science fiction games that lurk within the gaming world today. But there will always be one that will have a special place in our hearts. Metroid has sold millions of copies worldwide and made bestselling lists time and again. Yet as popular as these games are, there are still many mysteries and unsolved theories and questions revolving around the series. However, there has been speculation as to the symbolism and depth that lays the groundwork and very basis of the game.Metroid Analysis6 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
At the beginning of the game, we notice Samus is dropped off alone on an alien world to fend for herself. She is the only human for miles around in an area grossly inhabited by many forms of vicious foreign life. However, despite this absence of life, most prominently human, we still manage to catch glimpses of various statues and ruins of old temples that litter the godforsaken rock of a planet. Often accompanying these ruins and statues are ancient depictions of some sort of religious context on the w
WheretheWildThingsAre AnalysisMany of you may be familiar with the tale of Where the wild Things Are. You probably read it at some point during your childhood or you most likely saw the 2009 film. To be sure, it's one of the most popular and beloved children's books to date and is still widely read in many households with young people. This popularity has led to many speculations about the book's nature. Some say there's a deeper meaning that belies the playful adventures of a young boy in a wolf suit. Others say it's nothing more than an entertaining and fanciful tale for youth. However, why would an adult write something as seemingly nonsensical as this? Very rarely is it for "entertainment's sake." Why a wolf suit? Why monsters? Why an island?WheretheWildThingsAre Analysis6 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
In the following text a deeper content of the work itself will be given an in-depth analysis and have some of the more esoteric themes.
The book itself opens up with a small boy by the name of Max who has a liking for causing mischief and wreaking havoc around the h
Kingdom Hearts AnalysisIf you've played video games at any point in your life, you've most likely heard of the Kingdom Hearts series at some point or another. Perhaps you've played it yourself. The widely popular action RPG title with a young protagonist and a large metal key. The most noticeable "theme" with this game seems to be the one that involves light versus darkness, ex. good versus evil.Kingdom Hearts Analysis6 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
However, did you ever think that with such an "epic" theme, the creators could possibly have had, say, deeper intentions for the game? Possibly something a beyond what lies on the surface, something beyond the seemingly overly-cliched plot of a young "chosen one" going around the world (or worlds, in this case) to "save the world" along with the blatantly too-shallow-to-be-metaphorical plotline?
Some would certainly think so.
For starters, one of the most noticeable aspects about Sora's appearance is that he consistently wields a large key. But why a key? Some wield guns, other wield swords, some even wield a
Please Don't Label MePlease Don't Label Me11 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Kindergarten. The first day of school. You paint, you learn to spell, you learn your numbers, you learn to read. Not a care in the world. Every kid is a friend to one another. Life is good.
First Grade. The groups have already started forming. I just so happened to be friends with the 'popular' group of kids. Did this make me popular? I don't know. I didn't care. I was happy. New kid comes in. Everyone likes him. Naturally he gets adapted into the popular group. He becomes my friend. Little did I know that he was not my friend, but my replacement. I am outcast from that group.
Second Grade. I found new friends. Cool friends. We were a good group. Too bad we didn't last.
Third Grade. The groups develop into something more serious. People
Life as an HM SlaveLife as an HM Slave6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When I was younger, I was once told that Pokémon raised by trainers are very lucky. This is because trainers treat their Pokémon with respect and love. Pokémon that have trainers never have to worry about foraging for food or finding a good place to sleep, since their trainers take care of them. They become stronger under the care of trainers, and though the fighting can be rough at times, it is entirely rewarding just to see the look on their trainer's face when they win a tough battle. Trainers and their Pokémon become lifelong partners, forging powerful bonds of friendship that can never be broken. This is what I was told, and this is what I believed for the longest time.
What a load of lies that turned out to be.
I used to have a carefree life. I lived near a little pond just outside a human town with other Bibarels and Bidoofs, and for the longest time the only thing I had to worry about was making sure I didn't miss out on berry harvesting day. Then one day, <
DepressedIt's been one month,Depressed6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
since you left me.
It's so hard.
Will I recover?
I think of you.
I think of us.
I long for those memories.
You're my everything.
You're my life.
Why should this happen?
Why should we be apart?
I miss you.
You're always in my mind.
In my dreams, during the day.
In my dreams, during the night.
I can't talk.
I can't eat.
I 'm not me,
like I used to be.
Do you know how it's like?
Do you know how it hurts?
Can you feel my agony?
Can you feel my pain?
To these words I say.
It's hard for me right now.
But soon, I'll recover.
I'll forget about you.
I'll leave you behind.
With all the memories.
All will be gone.
I will continue.
I will strive.
I will stop crying.
I will live my life!
Hot Topic Is For PosersHot Topic Is For Posers12 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I've got the leather knee-high boots, spiked collar, fishnet stockings and shirt, heavy eyliner, black lipstick...
Let me snag this here trench coat...
Complete look for my depression, $150 bucks.
Now I can go home and cut.
Bleed myself into nothingness.
Write morbid poetry about you, the one I lost.
All it took was my allowence of two months!
How wretched my life is, all black.
I hate my life, my friends, my job.
Alone I sit while my sister pounds on my door.
Can't I listen to my Industrial music in peace?
I want to die now that I've got my complete wardrobe from HOT TOPIC.
I am so cool...
++ Character Quiz ++++ Character Quiz ++9 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
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Eye color :
Hair color :
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Home town :
What makes your character so cool and unique ? :
Whats your characters favorite food ?:
Favorite weapon ?:
Preferred place to live ?:
Any special powers ?:
Messed up past ? if so please explain :
Do they love someone ?:
Any family ?:
Any kids ?:
Anything in particular you want people to know ?:
What significance dose he/she give to the plot line?:
Is your character a protagonist or antagonist ?:
Any philosophical information they can share with us ?:
Can your character cook ? if so what ?:
How dose your character fight ?:
Any preferred weapons ?:
Whats there favorite color ?:
Faveret clothes ?:
Has there life been a struggle or a marry go round ?:
Are they living in poverty or wealth ?:
Did they grow up in povery or wealth ?:
Tell us about there parents :
Any Battle scars ? from what/who? W
Sonic the Hedgehog AnalysisIf there is one figure that constantly rivals the gaming world's Mario, it's Sonic.Sonic the Hedgehog Analysis5 years ago in Editorial More Like This
He's been running around for more than a few years and it's a wonder he hasn't aged at all. But surely a series as long-running as Sonic is bound to have a few dark secrets of its own, something that makes it more than a game or two where you pick up chao and run around in circles saving baby animals.
Many of you will noticed Sonic has not aged over the past 15 years. This is a representation of eternal youth and his constant running from place to place symbolizes the desire to never grow up and remain forever young. It also represents youth's irresponsibility and inability of the young to make lasting commitments. Likewise, Sonic's eternally smiling face and cocky attitude symbolize the overall cockiness of youth and the firm belief that he will never have to face the world of growing up or taking responsibility.
Sonic can also be seen to double as a metaphor for the elusiveness of the natural world.
The FreakHaha look at you, you look at me as if I am a freak.The Freak7 years ago in Scripts & Screenplays More Like This
Well guess what, I am.
Why? Oh yeah, because I dont show my skin, because I respect others, because I CARE about how other people feel, because I have a dream greater then getting whistles and phone numbers.
Yep that makes me a freak.
Its funny how you all look at me like Im the odd one. Why? Because Im the one whos saving myself for my husband. Im the one whos proud enough to say I love him even if I havent met him and Im willing to wait.
You call me delirious, Ill never find him.
So what if I never DO? There really IS more to life then guys wow who would have THOUGHT ! Im happy
Thats more than YOU can say. All you poor little girls looking miserable, casing problems, never having any friends
You cant trust anyone.
Your alone, you get angry at everyone.
Cuz apparently it is THEIR fault. Its their fault that they can
The Lament of the Common NerdThe Lament of the Common Nerd12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Lament of the Common Nerd
I wake up (it's 5 a.m.)
I say my morning prayers hoping that today my luck will change
I eat my morning cereal and then walk to school
Even though I'm 18, I don't have my driver's license yet
After the walk, I collapse in front of the door to the school library
My refuge has yet to open
Instead I am subjected to the palavering of several stoners
I ignore them and read until my friends arrive at school
For about 20 minutes we roam the halls
We are avoided as if we have the plague but we really don't care
Then the bell rings
Now the ordeal truly begins
In every class, I am alone in regards to friends
Thugs who range from tolerating me to openly loathing me instead populate the room
They are all the same person to me really
One gigantic Abercrombie-wearing, cell-phone-using asshole who thinks me its lesser
I feel like a time traveler who has been stranded
Stranded in a primitive civilization with a hive mind and no individuality
These people are n