To All My Lovely Italian-Speaking Friends+UpdatesWell first off, a very merry Samhain (and Halloween!) to everyone out there! How are all of you? I miss being active on here, but unfortunately college sucks up all of my creativity.
Anyways, I was wondering if I could get some help from anyone out there that speaks Italian, or would like to learn! I need help practicing my oral Italian, so if anyone is willing to skype with me, please leave a comment. It would be so awesome And if any of you out there are interested in learning Italian, well, I'm fluent enough to teach someone! I'm an intermediate learner, so I need to get down the tenses of the verbs, the subjunctive, etc. It's annoying but I got this!!
The zombie skin is for Halloween How do you like it?
This is by far my favorite holiday of the year. The costumes, the candy, and, for Pagans/Wiccans like me, all the abundant magic in the air! Religious or not, how do you celebrate this day? Do you look forward to dressing up and going out for candy? I know that's something
Just Like You - Chapter 1It had been five years since Sasuke-kun had returned. Sakura had surpassed her long ago - snagged Sasuke all for herself. Al the people around her were falling in love an settling down. Shikamaru had married Temari, Choji had found someone of his own, Naruto had found Hinata, Sakura and Sasuke, Tenten and Neji - everyone. All but her. She hadn't found the one guy she though she could share everything with yet. And worse - she was still a virgin at twenty. How was the possible? Simple: she had become an ANBU at fifteen, and engrossed herself into her work, leaving no room for any man. Yes, Sakura had as well, but she had Sasuke to keep her afloat in the real world. Ino had no one. Her parents were constantly fighting, her father in drunken rages, always beating her mother. There was hardly any reason to live. Ino, although it didn't seem like it on the outside, had fallen into a deep state of depression. Soon, her voice and features were dragged through hell, and eventually she stoppedJust Like You - Chapter 18 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Just Like You - Chapter 2Ino awoke the next morning, feeling worse then before. She sat up, rubbing her left eye. Ino sniffled, feeling the old tears lingering on her eyes. She felt warm, comforted on the outside, but on the inside she felt cold, desperate, alone. Upon looking around, Ino noticed a tray of food set up beside her bed. There was peach, water, and relatively warm eggs. At the sight of food, Ino suddenly realized how hungry she was. She gratefully took the food, eating the eggs first. They were still warm...Just Like You - Chapter 28 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"How's my cooking, un?"
Ino, for the first time in years, smiled. She nodded and said, "Better than mine!" She thankfully shoved a large piece of egg into her mouth, remembering not to chew the chopsticks. Deidara sat on the bed opposite hers - one she hadn't noticed until that very moment - and studied her. "Arigatio, Deidara-san. Itadakimasu." It was as though she had pulled herself out of depression overnight. She was happy, glad to be alive. She almost question what had happened, but decid
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Her eyes fluttered open the next day - or, at least, to what she thought was the next day - on a bed that wasn't Deidara's and in a room that wasn't part of the Akatsuki's base. Confusion sweeping over her as her vision cleared, she sat upright on the foreign bed, letting the foreign blankets slip off her, onto her lap. Looking to the left, she spied a window. All of Ame was visible, so she assumed she was on a top floor. There was an IV running into her hand, which she set her gaze off of. Instead, she looked to her right, and a smile instantly came over her.
Snuggling deeply into a chair was Deidara, legs spread, arms over his stomach. He snored lightly, mouth closed. Ino giggled - something she was doing more of only as of late - and called, "Dei! Dei!"
Deidara snored once more before bolting upright, shouting, "I'm up, un!" He looked over to her, relief washing over his face. "Ino, you're okay, un! I was so worried!" He flung his arms around her, squeezing her tightly. He
Just Like You - Chapter 6It had been three days since Ino's first lessons with Sasori and Deidara, and she was slowly beginning to learn her way along the Akatsuki base, along with what they were planning. Most things were kept from her, but of a few things she was certain; the Suna nin residing in Konoha were Sasori's spies, and the Akatsuki was planning total domination of all who opposed them. She wasn't sure about how that made her feel, but, seeing as she wasn't a member, her thoughts didn't matter. Although she tried to pry more information out of Sasori, the puppeteer refused to supply her with any further information. And since Sasori refused to talk, Deidara was fruitless as well, no matter what she tried.Just Like You - Chapter 68 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
In the end, Ino gave up on her information gathering and went back to being a good girl. She went through her days with Sasori and Deidara, not bothering to question them further. Over a period of three days, she learned how to properly mold clay, and was able to make small pots on her own. Sasori h
Just Like You - Chapter 5Ino awoke the next morning, feeling more refreshed - more hopeful - than she ever had before. The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was Deidara's cherubic face, his strawberry-clay breath gently cascading down onto her face, her neck. A peaceful look graced his features, his slightly-open mouth drooling a little at the left corner. Ino's heart fluttered, and dangeroud tingles of pleasure ran though her body. Warmth engulfed her, and she realized Deidara had held her close all night, like a precious doll.Just Like You - Chapter 58 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Deidara snored lightly, moistened his mouth a little in his sleep. A blush shaded Ino's face a deep scarlet when he murmured, "Art's a bang, un...Ino, I could just bang you..." She vaguely wondered just what he was dreaming.
Ino watched him sleep for a while longer, her face creeping closer and closer to his. She rested the tips of her fingers on his soft cheek and, carefully, planted her lips on his. Her eyes closed and her mouth watered. Dediara let out a large breath, and
Just Like You - Chapter 8She didn't remember falling asleep that night, but when she awoke, she was beside Deidara in his bed. As always, he looked like an angel while he slept, his breath sweet in her nostrils. A warm, happy feeling engulfed her, causing her to smile. Gently, she traced her fingers around his face and down his neck to his collarbone, which was covered by his fishnet shirt. He was moist all over - Ino came to the conclusion that he had taken a shower, then climbed back into bed with her. Without realizing what she was doing, Ino allowed her hands to slip up his shirt and feel around. She buried her face in his chest as she did so, her heart skipping beats.Just Like You - Chapter 87 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Look at this - I'm being raped in my sleep, un." Deidara murmured.
Ino gasped in surprise, began to remove her hands. "Oh, I'm s - "
She was cut offf when Deidara hugged her close and murmured, "I told you before - it's yours, un." He rolled onto his back, using his hands as a pillow, and chuckled. "You still have that look in your eyes. No
Just Like You - Chapter 9It had been thirty-one full days, a full month, since Deidara and Sasori had left on their mission to Sunagakure. Although she desperately wanted to cling onto the memories of their faces, Ino silently let them go. They were Akatsuki, destined to travel the world, unable to stay in one place too long. Who was she, a mere kunoichi, to hinder them in their duties? Granted, she was a member as well, but that didn't mean she had a right to stop them or being their willingness to work down. The way she looked at it, she had no right to try and stop them at all. And so she hadn't.Just Like You - Chapter 97 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
As the last days of September had fallen into October, and with Deidara gone, Ino had trianed harder than ever before to meet up to both Itachi and the Akatsuki's standards. She had learned much from the rest of her peers as well; she could now hold her own in a battle against any of them, was able to hold her breath underwater for three minutes and swim a mile in five minutes, knew the religion of Jashinisim like
Just Like You - Chapter 10On the final day of the Sealing Jutsu's activation, just when Ino was beginning to think no acts of vengence would come for Gaara, Zetsu warned of nearby shinobi. They were a large group indeed, and all from Konoha; Might Guy's complete cell which consisted of Hyuuga Neji, Tenten, and Rock Lee, along with Haruno Sakura, Uzumaki Naruto, Hatake Kakashi, and Elder Chiyo of Sunagakure. Zetsu informed that Naruto's team was at least half a day behind and would not be able to support Guy's cell when a confrontation happened. Both Ino and Itachi made it clear that these people were not to be taken lightly, even if they weren't notorious. Hatafuri assigned Itachi and Kisame to the task. Their holograms fadded away, but Ino could still feel the thiry percent of their individual Chakra pooling together with everyone else's as it was fed to the Sealing Jutsu's shrine.Just Like You - Chapter 107 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
By now, Gaara was completely lost. It was the final day - the Shukaku was almost completely extracted. By nightfall, the task woul
Just Like You - Chapter 12"Ino," Deidara's gentle voice whispered in her ear, instantly waking her. "Iiiiiinnnnoooo," her lover called as she feigned innocence. Moaning something incoherent, Ino rolled away from him, a smile playing at her lips. "Ino-Ai," Deidara whined, resting a hand on her hip whilst burying his head in her neck. "Ai, wake up, un."Just Like You - Chapter 127 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Nngh," Ino moaned, pretending to not be fully awake, "Leave me alone, Dei, I'm sleeping!"
"Oh really?" Deidara asked playfully, gently pushing her hip back and propping himself up on it, looking down on her with playful eyes. "Funny, you spoke pretty clearly for someone who was just woken up, un..."
Ino smiled, sitting upright and covering herself with their blanket. "You have your clothes on already..." she mused, studying his covered chest. "No fair."
Deidara smiled with her, explaining, "I've been up for a while, un. A couple of hours, I think. At first, I was just watching you sleep, un. Then I got dressed, and you were still sleeping. I tried to wake you up,
Serrated Needles - Chapter 1A year before the Chunin exams in Konoha - when Temari was only tweleve years old - Temari was able to venture out of the Kazekage's careful watch and into the streets of Sunagakure. For hours on end, she would explore the city, even being bold enough to sneak out of the village's border completely. She loved the outside world and thrived to see everything the world had to offer. She made the best with what was given; even though her father kept her on a leash, Temari managed to enjoy it. In a year she would be able to travel to Konoha, anyway, so she didn't mind waiting.Serrated Needles - Chapter 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sitting on the wall that bordered Suna, Temari lazilly hung her legs over the side, appreciateing the view of the dessert surrounding her village. It was nighttime; she was supposed to be inside the village, but technically the only part of her outside of Suna was her legs. She was in Suna - sitting on its wall was being within the border.
When exploring - or even when she wasn't exploring - Temari's favorite passtime
A Flower's LastPetal-Chapter1A light breeze rustled the crisp autumn leaves as a young, blonde-haired girl picked a boquet or flowers. Behind her, her friends played some sort of game. But she wasn't interested; he top priority was gathering flowers. They had such beautiful blossoms this time of year, and she wanted to make sure they would be loved to their full extent.A Flower's LastPetal-Chapter17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Seven-year-old Yamanaka Ino finished her bouquet with a beautiful rose that was in full bloom. It was in the center of lilacs and baby's breath, a beautiful combination for the both eyes and nose. As usual, her artistic ability was unparalleled by anyone. She smiled in success as she tied the bouquet with an ocean-blue ribbon.
This particular work of art had been intended for one person in particular. She didn't know his name, but she knew she wanted to make him happy. The other villagers - even people as old as her father - ridiculed the boy, referring to him as a "demon fox." She couldn't fathom why people hated him so much, why they shunned him
Serrated Needles - Chapter 9"Goodbye, Temari," Sasori whispered against her scalp as he held her in his arms. He took in her scent silently, holding her tightly as he did so. Tears forced their way to her eyes, and so she hid them from Sasori by burying her face in his chest. "I'm going to miss you." They stood at the base's exit, Deidara silently waiting for his Danna a few feet away. From what Temari could see, the sun was only just rising. It made for a pretty view, turning the Sand around the area a blood red, but Temari was not interested in that beauty.Serrated Needles - Chapter 97 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Carefully, Temari looked up to Sasori, tears streaming down her face. "Sasori," she murmured, clamping her eyes shut and clinging to him. Her heart literally hurt at the proposal of him leaving - now more than ever. She used to be an independent person, but now, Temari felt she would crumble without Sasori's guidance.
"Tsk," he began softly, causing her to open her eyes and look into his, "Don't cry over me. I don't like seeing you this way." Sasori rubbed h
Riscatto - Chapter 6Lovino stared down at Antonio, both breathing a little heavily. His body urged him to do more, or to at least continue, but his mind told him enough was enough, and now was time for sleep.Riscatto - Chapter 65 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Slowly, carefully, as to not ignite the flames of passion and lust raging through him, Lovino lay down on the bed beside Antonio. He stared up at the ceiling, his lips numb and mouth still watering. His right hand's fingers were entangled in his hair, and he was biting his lip, holding back a waterfall of emotion he simply could not deal with.
He felt Antonio take his free hand in one of his. "Romano," he whispered, "what's wrong?"
The tears were stinging his eyes, now, and he was biting his lip so hard it bled a little. He kept his mouth shut; if he spoke, the tears were sure to follow. And that was something he didn't want Antonio to see.
A moment passed. "Romano?" Antonio pressed, his voice glazed over with concern.
His reserve snapped. Quickly rolling onto his side to face Antonio, Lovino took hi
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The tunnel - or room, rather - she was in was completely black. She felt nothing, thought nothing. The only thing concerning her was a small white opening further down the tunnel. Her feet willed themselves into action, and she found herself walking towards it at a fast rate.
Then, suddenly, Shikamaru appeared before her, stopping her trek. "Ino," he said softly with a nod.
"Shikamaru!" Ino said with a gasp. "Then that means..." her voice trailed off in thought.
Shikamaru shook his head. "No. You still have a choice. You can choose to continue forward and follow the light, or you can turn back now. I can't tell you what either will do."
"Which did you choose?"
He shook his head again. "I didn't have a choice. I was forced to follow the light."
"W-why were you forced?"
"Because there was no one to tell me otherwise. Now, Ino, you must choose. Do you want to come with me, or do you want to stay with Deidara-kun?"
Tears streamed down her face as all the wonderful memories o
Serrated Needles - Chapter 2It had been virtually impossible for her to sleep that night; every hour of so, her poisoned leg mucles would painfully cramp in a way that made her cry out loudly, and Sasori would have to apply pressure to the area and massage it. After the pain subsided and she was finally able to relax again, nightmares would plague her dreams. At about five in the morning, when the sun had risen, Temari found herself slipping into peaceful, dreamless sleep.Serrated Needles - Chapter 27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
That didn't last long, because her leg cramped up again. Crying out in nostalgic pain, Temari bolted upright and attempted to push down the pain herself, applying pressure to the area the way Sasori had about seventy times before. But it was no good - the area where the scorpion had stung was difficult to put pressure on alone. Temari cried out in pain, flinging herself backwards and onto the bed again. Kami, where was Sasori?
Upon looking around, Temari realized that Sasori wasn't anywhere in the room. Wincing in pain, she decided to try to re
Serrated Needles - Chapter 5One important thing to know about Deidara - he was a complete pervert. All night, he made advances on her, stealing cheek-kisses and finding ways to groupe her subtly. He kept apologizing whenever it happened, but sh eknew he wasn't actually sorry. She had even threatened to tell Sasori, but they both had know she wouldn't. And she hadn't.Serrated Needles - Chapter 57 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Something about the blonde terrorist attracted her, though. Not a physical attraction - more like an emotional one. For a reason she couldn't understand, Temari felt a deep connection with Deidara, a deep...friendship that was quickly forming. She couldn't find words to explain it, but for some reason, Temari felt she could trust the blonde.
And so she proceded to test him. "What do you think of Sasori-sama, Deidara-kun?" She asked as she sat on his bed, knees folded. She held her top knee with both hands, as she always did.
"Honestly," the blonde male answered as he leaned up against his own worktable, "I think he is an artist, even though I don't l
Riscatto - Chapter 5Lovino opened the door to his room quietly, entered, closed it behind him.Riscatto - Chapter 55 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Antonio was asleep on the bed, just as he'd expected, looking like he was in a tomato-induced coma. There were half-eaten tomatoes all around him; one was lodged into his mouth, one in his left hand. He even cradled one as he slept.
The sight forced a smile on Lovino's face. "Stupid Spaniard," he murmured, moving around the room as quietly as possible and putting the tomatoes in the draw of the nightstand next to the bed. Once finished, Lovino took the one from Antonio's left hand and bit into it, savoring the taste. It tasted like a normal tomato, but then it also had a hint of something Lovino could not identify. He guessed it to be Antonio's spit, was slightly grossed out, ate it anyways. Like he would let a perfectly good tomato go to waste!
Lovino took a seat on the bed, looked down at the sleeping Antonio as he ate the last of the tomato. He was tired, too, but for some reason he suddenly thought watching
Role ModelI'm not as perfect as you think I am.Role Model4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have many flaws,
most of them you never see.
But I guess that's just
what it is that makes me.
I don't like my imperfections,
and I hate talking about them more.
But don't you ever make assumptions
because there's far more than that in store.
If you're mine, I want you mine and only mine.
I won't waste time
caught on a line.
I fall for one and only one at any given time.
Not just about my weight and looks,
but of my intelligence, everything from books.
I second-guess myself
and end up making the mistakes of a rookie.
I don't like the idea of everyone in my head,
or being public about things I do in bed.
I wish a lot of people I knew were dead,
but that's not something I've ever said.
If I'm wronged, I will fight
until I feel I have been righted.
I will kick and slap and even bite,
with all my might.
I don't forgive.
I may pretend to forget,
but my memories are forever set.
Serrated Needles - Chapter 7Temari managed a weak smile as the trio conversed, though the conversation was nothing but palaver. Usually she hated small talk, found it annoying. But now she enjoyed it - with the two artists, it wasn't as annoying. They amused her, helped her fears to melt away.Serrated Needles - Chapter 77 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Surely she could call these two men her friends.
Chewing on a bit of dango, Temari reached onto the desk behind her for her cup of water.
As soon as her fingertips made contact with the ceramic, it shattered.
Temari's eyes widened. She wasn't normally one for superstitions, but this was bad. On top of this, she had already felt bad waves throughout the lair. Something bad was going to happen, whether she wished it or not. And Sasori wouldn't be with her when it did.
"What's wrong, Temari-chan, un?" Deidara asked.
"My...cup broke," she murmured, moving away from it.
"Tsk," she heard Sasori begin, "that's unfortunate." The two artists approached.
"It broke when you touched it?" Deidara asked as Sasori gingerly held it
Riscatto - Chapter 4He decided to wander around Germany's house, see what there was to see. He needed something to keep his mind off, well, everything, and useless meandering seemed like the best option available. Besides, he and Spain would probably stay here for a couple of days. They needed to go underground now, because of what he had done at the prison. He also needed time for his chest wound to heal, just enough so he could go back to doing normal things.Riscatto - Chapter 45 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
After a while of meandering, he found a room he assumed to be the kitchen. There was someone inside, wearing some sort of bonnet and an apron. Lovino watched the person carefully just in case it was Antonio, his brother, or the potato-sucker before cautiously stepping inside.
The person turned around to face Lovino the moment he stepped inside. "Oh, hello there, Romano-kun." The Japanese male bowed slightly before returning to his work.
Lovino began roaming around the kitchen, looking for something good to eat. Before he got ve
Serrated Needles - Chapter 8Deidara's condition made Temari's stomach churn and face pale. She gasped in horror, covering her mouth with both hands as her eyes widened. Aside from the blood running down his chin, his left eye seemed to be bleeding as well. Blood ran down his left cheek like a waterfall, matting his cornstarch hair and changing it to a more orange color.Serrated Needles - Chapter 87 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The blonde terrorist exhaled weakly before beginning a fall forwards. "Deidara-kun!" Temari called in worry, although she could do nothing to save him.
She couldn't, but Sasori could. With his lightning movements, he caught Deidara before the blonde made contact with the ground. "Temari!" Sasori called, throwing Deidara's right arm over his shoulder as he stood, "Help me carry him! We have to get him to Konan!"
Wincing at the gore, Temari silently obliged, throwing Deidara's left arm over her shoulder.
They dragged Deidara through the halls as quickly as possible, Temari responding to his incoherent speech all the while. "You're going to be fine,
Serrated Needles - Chapter 6"Finally, un!" She heard Deidara murmur as he opened the connective door to Sasori's room.Serrated Needles - Chapter 67 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Carefully, so as not to awaken Sasori, Temari looked over her shoulder and at the male. "Hmm?" She asked him, her voice soft with the remnants of sleep.
"What happened, Temari-chan? Did you two decide to start going out, un?" Deidara happily bent down beside her on the bed, eager for gossip.
"S-sasori-sama won't appreciate you being in his rom when he wakes up, Deidara-kun." Temari ignored his question.
"That's not what I asked," the puppeteer prodded, whispering in her ear so as not to wake Sasori.
Temari exhaled in slight annoyance. "Nothing was decided," she answered his question, "He just apologized for everything, an dI told him there was nothing to apologize for. Then he brought me back here." She, too, was whispering.
"So, do you feel like putty yet, un?" He asked this with a smile on his face.
Temari nodded. "But I like the feeling. Sasori-sama, though...He seems to feel it even more than
Riscatto - Chapter 10Lovino did hear Feliciano singing, even before he had come close to Ludwig's room. He opened the door without warning, and was welcomed by a half-naked Feliciano. "Fratello!" He cheered, approaching.Riscatto - Chapter 105 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Get dressed!" Lovino ordered, making a beeline for the phone. "Anyway, I'm busy for the moment. Get dressed while I'm working." His back to his brother, he picked up the phone and dialed the number.
He had to wait only moments before the phone was answered on the other end. "Pronto," a husky voice said.
"It's me," he responded gruffly, in the Sicilian dialect he knew his brother wouldn't understand. "I need two of you to come out and give Antonio a ride to my place."
"Mmhm, alright," the other answered, in Sicilian. "What time?"
"Immediately." He gave the other his current position.
"Right, right." The other hung up the phone, and Lovino hung up, too.
"Fratelllllloooooooo," Feliciano wailed, giving him cause to turn and face him. "You know I hate it when you do that! I can't unders
Riscatto - Chapter 11Lovino balanced shakily on the precipice of a wall. He held his arms out to either side of himself, instinctually, for balance. Without much worry, he placed one foot in front of the other and walked along the wall's edge, rather quickly. It was a long drop down to the ground, maybe seven feet or so, but he knew he wouldn't fall. Lovino, fall? That was impossible.Riscatto - Chapter 115 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Hey, Romano, don't do that!" Antonio warned as he ran up to the younger. "You could fall!"
"Fuck off, jackass!" Came Lovino's harsh response. He closed his eyes in annoyance and continued to walk along the wall. Like he, the great Lovino, would ever fall. He could do things on his own, anyways; he didn't need Antonio to look after him day after day. He had never asked to live in Antonio's house, nor did he desire to. Everything that had brought him to where he was today was thanks to circumstances he could not control.
So did he appreciate the Spaniard's actions at all?
Not one bit. If anything, they made him l