Crimson RedA small boy sits alone, his eyes gone cold, his hands shaking as he falls, blood dripping from his mouth as his head hits the ground. Tears stream from his eyes, and he knows that this is to be his death.
Above him once loomed a shadow, his eyes glowing red. He had laughed as he pushed the boy to the floor, not resting until blood poured from his mouth and he screamed in pain.
The darkness closed in, devouring the boy slowly, savoring the kill. No. He could not escape this time.
Blood pooled around him as he closed his eyes for the final time, not wanting to see the crimson death by which he faced.
But the darkness was conquered and the shadows fled as a bright light filled the room. A gentle voice spoke softly as the boy was pulled from the darkness, which cowered in the corner, hiding its twisted face.
The boy looked up to see the face of a stranger, one unknown, yet vaguely familiar as if once seen in a dream.
"Who who are you?" the boy whispered.
But the stranger only s
Mello's Bullet"So how about it? You ready to talk?" He held the gun before the man's chest, finger on the trigger, his expression vacant. "You have one final offer. Your life. For that notebook."Mello's Bullet3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The man looked around, terror in his eyes. He had never experienced such fear before, never had guessed that someone so young would have been capable of such violence, yet the hard look in his eyes revealed that he had seen the death of many fallen before him.
"I asked you a question." The boy was on edge now, irritated with the man's inability to comply. He pushed the gun further into the man's chest, a smile spread slowly across his face. "Fine then. Have it your way." He smiled as he slowly pulled the trigger back, eager for his next kill .
"Mello," The voice came from somewhere behind him, unseen in the shadows. "The man is scared, can you not see?"
Mello turned around, angered that his plan had been interrupted. "Stay out of this, Near. My business is none of yours."
Sasuke vs. ItachiItachi; "Sasuke."Sasuke vs. Itachi3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Itachi; "I have missed you, brother."
Sasuke; "I am no longer your brother."
Itachi; "I'm afraid that that is not your decision to make."
Sasuke; >lunges at Itachi<
Itachi; "POKE!" >pokes Sasuke in the head<
Sasuke; "Ummmm . yeah . that doesn't really work ."
Itachi; "WHAT!!!! Why aren't you dead?!"
Sasuke; "Because . you know there's a different writer and this one doesn't like you . "
Itachi; "NOOOOOOOOO! EVERYONE LIKES ME!"
Sasuke; "I hate you."
Itachi; "Oh yeah . Yeah the whole 'I-killed-your-family-and-ruined-your-life-thing .."
Itachi; "Okay then .. yeah. CROW!" >throws crow at Sasuke< "Hahahahahaha!" >crow drops to the ground< "Yeah, I probably shouldn't have clipped it's wings "
Sasuke- "Dad's pride? Really?"
Itachi; >wrestles with paranoid crow
Rough I - MattxMello. Rough - Part I .Rough I - MattxMello4 years ago in Erotic More Like This
#16+ content. Has nasty language and pervy actions - not suited for minors! #
Matt came home from the store where he had bought some supplies and snacks for the hang-out meeting with Mello, Lawliet and Near for the old times sake. He had met Near about a month ago, Lawliet, in fact, was here yesterday, when they actually came up with the small reunion idea, but Mello... It has been a while. Few years or so. He barely remembers the blonde annoying brat from the Wammy house. But hey, he should be more grown up by now, not such a kid he that was back then.
Matt was living in downtown Tokyo, in a nice apartment building. His apartment was decorated in a very modern and futuristic style. The place was not huge but it wasn't neither the smallest nor cheapest flat to live in.
The redhead went in the living room where the big leather couch was. Placed some snacks on the coffee table and turned on the flat TV that was hanging on the wall. He found a random music
Misa's Second ChanceThere was no escape, for her back was pressed against the wall as the man drew closer, the blade of his knife only inches away. Tears stream helplessly down her face as she braces herself for the inevitable. She closes her eyes for the final time, not wanting for it to end this way, but knowing that it must. All her life she had been good at that. Grasping the truth, separating the fine line between reality and fantasy. But this was not a dream. This was fate.Misa's Second Chance3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The man steps closer to her, raising the knife above the young girl's head. "I am to end like my family," she winces, remembering the day their lives were taken. "I should have died then." she whispers, and for a moment, silence falls upon the alley.
Suddenly, the man's knife falls to the ground, clanging as it lands at his feet. He clutches his chest, collapsing to his knees, his eyes closing one final time before dropping to the pavement, dead.
She covers her eyes with her h
Rough II - MattxMello#14+ . This part includes a little bit of skin, but not that pervy. :'D#Rough II - MattxMello4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
'Oh.. look. Chocoo~.. mm. It looks so good. Come to me..' Mello was running towards a big tasty piece of chocolate that was flying in pink cute clouds. 'Comecomecomee.. I shall never let you goo~.. yumm~' He tried to reach for it, but.. it somehow was not in a grabbing distance. He kept reaching. 'Kyaa~' I swear you could see little hearts in his eyes. No, seriously!
'Hey. Hey! Stop that..!' The chocolate spoke to him.
'Huh? Why you talking? You're choco!' Pink clouds started to mess with his vision. 'Hey.. come back!'
''Hey! Mello. Stop drooling on my pillow!''
''Huhh..'' Mello slowly opened his eyes, everything was blurry, but started to clear up. With an awkward move he wiped the drool off his cheek. It was hard to understand where is he and what is happening. And - ''Oww..'' his butt somewhat hurt. ''What the hell '' When his sight was back to normal, he lifted his head a bit and, on his lef
Beyond Birthday Is RealA sharp pain came to my head as I sat in the darkness. I felt cloth on my face which could only mean I had been blindfolded. My limbs had gone numb, but as I struggled I could feel the rope's restraint as a woven pressure against my wrists and ankles. My hands were useless behind my back as there was nothing I could see that could possibly lead to my escape. My only thoughts were that this couldn't be the police. This wasn't how they do their work.Beyond Birthday Is Real2 years ago in Horror More Like This
I heard a dark chuckle as I fought more against what held me, to no avail. A quick slash was all it took and the cloth fell, but I jumped to find a bloodied, grinning face a mere inch away from mine. His hair was messy and black, his shirt simple and white despite the crimson stains and blue jeans to match. But there was something lurking in his eyes. Something that was evil, indescribable. The familiarity was astounding. I had watched Death Note for months, read the books, and seen the movies. But none of that was real.
Coldly, he sa
Thanks For The Memories. Yaoi.I didnt kill him.Thanks For The Memories. Yaoi.7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It seems as if Ive said this for the millionth time. Probably because I have said it a million times. Hell, if you were accused of murdering your lover, wouldnt you get annoyed of saying it over and over again? Yeah, you heard me. My lover was murdered. But I didnt do it.
I was sitting in my apartment, there were cops searching the bedroom, reporters taking notes, and some sort of interrogator taking notes from me. Of course, all he ever asked was, Why did you do it? You were the only one here, right? Did he hit you? Why did you do it? Blah, blah, blah. I didnt want to continue answering the same questions. I didnt do it, I loved him, and he seemed fine, what the hell more do you want from me? My life has been fucked up like this ever since he died. He being the only one I ever loved, the only one I ever cared for.
After what seemed like hours, everyone fi
Mistakes, Pain, Regrets. [Part 1] (Pewdiecry)This is a boy x boy story and may contain some more mature content from time to time so you are warned and if you don`t like this kind of stories then I suggest you don't read.Mistakes, Pain, Regrets. [Part 1] (Pewdiecry)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“No, Felix! Stop it!” I giggled as he tickled my sides again, knocking a few things off the cluttered coffee table.
“Never!” He laughed, tickling harder. I gasped for breath in between my non-stop laughing, slapping weakly at his arms. Luckily the doorbell rang, so Felix had to get off me to answer it. He smoothed down his clothes and hair before he opened the door, since he looked like he had just been mugged.
“Hej Felix! Jag tappade bara genom att säga att du är inbjuden till maskeradbal nästa helg. Jag såg till att få två biljetter så både du och din pojkvän kan komma” I heard one of Felix’s
Shizaya CalmIt was a Friday night like any other. The information broker, Izaya Orihara, was at his desk looking through his files like he usually did until there was a light knock on the door.Shizaya Calm3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Well I wonder who it could be? He thought to himself as he got up and made his way to the door.
When he opened the door, he was shocked and slightly horrified to see the strongest man in Ikebukuro standing in front of him.
Shit! What the hell is he doing here? He's never once left Ikebukuro to come and find me.
In his mind he was panicking but he was acting his usual self on the outside. Well at least he'd like to think so.
"Shizu-chan! What brings you all the way to Shinjuku?" His question received no answer and he noticed the taller man didn't look pissed off in the least even though normally he would be yelling and throwing things at Izaya by this point.
Why isn't he getting angry? He looks so calm compared to how he normally is...
"Is there something you need Shizu-chan? I'm kind of
Rough III - MattxMelloIt has been somewhere around 3 days since Mello had crashed at Matt's place, all the time they were simply having fun, ordering pizzas, playing video games, talking and just enjoying their own company. They hadn't even left the apartment for all that time.Rough III - MattxMello3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
''Hey'' Mello poked Matt in the cheek to get his attention while Matt was yelling at the damn car in the ''Need for Speed'' game for it to go faster.
''AAAAhhh, dammeeeet! That asshole just totally.. Duuude! Go! Go! Go! Yeeees, I'm winning! Winning baby!'' Matt was all psyched with his game, not paying attention to the several finger-pokes on his cheek. ''YEAH! Totally owned that sucker! Win.'' Matt exhaled and relaxed his back on the sofa and threw the remote controller aside.
''Congrats, sexy..'' Mello sat in Matt's lap facing him, he stroked the red hair a bit and leaned closer. He wrapped his arms around matts shoulders and their faces slightly touched. Matt was breathing slowly and closed his eyes. He simply enjoyed this special
BulliesDear Bullies,Bullies2 years ago in Personal More Like This
The boy you punched in the hall today, Committed suicide a few min ago.
That girl you called a slut in class today, she's a virgin.
The boy you called lame, He has to work every night to support his family.
That girl you pushed down the other day is already being abused at home.
You think you know them.
Guess what, YOU DON'T!
Re-post if you are against bullying.
I bet 99% of you won't.
Repost this if your that 1% with a heart
The story of BB Chap.1Hello.The story of BB Chap.12 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I am Beyond Birthday.
Many of you already know who i am.
But many of you only know a certain side of me.
I was a Very smart and normal child back at wammy's house.
But i also had great depression.
That was when A had become my best and only friend.
He had saved my life quite a few times.
I just wish i could have saved his.
at the age of just 13 He had committed suicide due to stress.
And that is what i believe triggered me to turn pyschotic.
Every art class i used to take the scissors and go to the bathroom and start to cut my wrist.
But before i could even start to cut,Watari would always barge in,take the scissors out of my hand and lecture me about how bad it is for a person to commit suicide.
But little did he know,
Late at night,I used to take the blade out of it's hiding place,slip into my bed and begin to cut.
I knew if i had hit a vein,I would die.
But i could not stop.
It was addicting and felt great.
There would be blood all over my arm by the time
3. Love Starts With LTesting3. Love Starts With L3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I sat down next to Reicheru. "Hey, what's up?"
"Not much. How are you?"
I looked back to see the lap top. Dang L's here
I leaned over and whispered in her ear. "Hey, does L ever call you?"
"Huh? No, why?"
"Just wondering " I muttered and sat down.
The Chief's phone rang and we all became quiet when he answered it.
"Yeah, it's me " said the Chief. There was a long pause. "Another 60 people
were found dead last night?! All were heart attacks?! It's him What?!"
"Bizarre behavior before they died?! Could you be more specific? . What do
you mean? So they didn't just die of heart attacks?" There was a long pause.
Man how much I want to know what the other guy is saying! I thought.
He hanged up. "Seems that some victims had some strange behavior before they
died," said the Chief. "One drew a pentagram with his own blood on the wall, then died.
Another wrote some meaningless letters, then died. And the last escaped from his ce
The Angels Cry Tears of BloodThe angels cry tears of crimson blood,The Angels Cry Tears of Blood8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The demons weep a rainy flood.
What is gained is always lost,
You cannot gain without a cost.
Spades and clubs, diamonds and hearts,
A thousand blades that pierce like darts.
Mixed with rain and a touch of fear,
Drips from the skin like a solemn tear.
Can you see through the confusion?
This constant lie is a sick illusion.
Can you find me in the pouring rain,
Singing a song of forgotten pain.
What is earned is always forgotten,
The bleeding flesh is far from rotten.
Echoing through the empty hearse,
The dead speak of a terrible curse.
Sweeping through the human race,
Is a deadly truth donned in lace.
Where will you be when the time comes?
I hope you see what the world becomes.
The pain of a million regrets,
The things you'll never forget.
Listen to their bloody tears,
Mixed in are joyful cheers.