SasuSaku -My Black Winged Guardian Angel- ch.1SasuSaku -My Black Winged Guardian Angel- ch.13 years ago in Settings More Like This
When I received my mission, I just couldn't believe it. Why were they sending me to spy on Akatsuki?! I'm not a good spy. Good spies usually had a special eye jutsu or they were good at escaping. I had neither skill. I'm a medical ninja with a close fighting range. Which is why my mission didn't make sense. Neither the fact they had sent me alone.
But when you are a ninja there's not much you can do about your missions. I could complain, like Naruto did, but I would probably end up punched by Tsunade-sama. And that hurts like hell. So I just followed the orders. Besides with this entire problem with the 4rd Ninja War, the last thing we had was information. Well, we knew what they were after, the nine-tailed fox that was inside Naruto, but we didn't know how far they would go to get it. But I think they won't stop at anything since I heard they had sent Naruto to an island in a "mission". If they were going
Valentines - Airi's morningP.O.V.: AiriValentines - Airi's morning3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Synopsis of priar action:
Airi and Aya are already going out! (main thing needed to know!)
Sakura and Zero are NOT going out! (but if Airi and Aya are, Saku and Zero did go out but aren't now.)
- - - - -
The time of day when I usually find myself in the arms of Sakura, early in the morning. But today, I awake to see myself lying alone in this bed I share. Strange. Sakura usually wakes up later than anyone else in this house. It's almost as if she could sleep the whole day away. I'm glad she can be laid back in that way. As I think about why I'm still in bed, I stare up at the ceiling. It is brighter than what I usually wake up to too! This is strange I bring my hand, carrying my bed sheet, up to my chest, and my other hand is resting across Sakura's side of the bed. I sigh.
There is a ruckus downstairs. I hear Sakura and Zero arguing about something small again. Their words sound muffled through the floor, not that I want to hear what they're fighting about anyway. A
Lourdes of Loki - part 2 - The ClinicLourdes of Loki - part 2 - The Clinic2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My best friend Gaetania Sendari has a way with numbers. Especially those numbers which are related to sweet money. So I was soon hauling this smart, Italian lady on board, offering her partnership in my little business (which she of course gladly accepted) letting her to be the accountant and to make all the wheeling's and dealings when it came to starting up the clinic. Gaetania's connections with the mob (Her father Enrico is one of the most internationally powerful Don's) helped me to acquire a few other things I was needing as well, like a fake ID, making me 38 instead of 18 and forged diplomas from various medical universities in Italia, France and the States. Thus I became not Lourdes LeGrand, school dropout and spoilt heiress to some rich badass but DR Lourdes Thiery, expert and researcher of cosmetic surgery.
There was also this Italian doc who used to do nose jobs for Silvio Berlusconi's mistresses. He had gotten in trouble with the mafia earlier and then Gaetania h
Through the Blue-Green HazeI am always looking up. One arm is raised in an arc above my head and the other rests in a half circle down by my hips. My face is fixed in an expression of grace and a hint of pride. Straight hair falls around my shoulders and tiny sea creatures are carved onto its surface. My hips flow into the shapeless form of an elegant evening dress, replacing what could have been my legs.Through the Blue-Green Haze6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Colourful fish swim to and fro, startled by sudden movement and sound. They shimmer in the sun's light, casting tiny dancing patterns across the ocean. When they swim above my head all I can see are shadows. Dancing, twisting, turning shadows that play in this cool curtain of water.
Boats of all sorts float by, keeping the sun's rays from touching my skin. I see massive cargo ships that pass by in a cacophony of sound. I see sail boats that float by carried by a breeze. I see fishing trolleys with their hanging nets casting criss-cross shadows across the ocean floor. I see all this because I am always looking u
Sos'umptu In Her PietySos'umptu knelt on the marble floor of the Baenre chapel. She wore a plain black dress, her usual attire. Her black feet were bare, a gesture of piety in the chapel that she held sacred above else in Menzoberranzan. She had been in prayer for hours, beseeching Lolth to bless House Baenre and to raise the Drow race to new heights of glory. She meditated on the ways of the Spider Queen, seeing new depths to her theology and finding ever new insights into her mystery. This was her daily ritual. Not a day went by without Sos'umptu kneeling on the chapel floor to supplicate her goddess.Sos'umptu In Her Piety2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Other members of the Baenre house frequently joined her on that chapel floor, barefoot and demure before the statue of their goddess. No Drow in Menzoberranzan was permitted to neglect the worship of Lolth. Sos'umptu welcomed her sisters to join her in prayer to Lolth. Yet the priestess knew their motives. The other Drow did not love Lolth as she did. They beseeched the Spider Queen to grant them power, stre
Kaidan's RegretKaidan's Regret3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Title: Kaidan's Tales - Regret
Game: Mass Effect
Characters: Kaidan Alenko, Axiom Shepard
A Transformer's ChristmasTwas the night before Christmas and all throughout CybertronA Transformer's Christmas7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Nothing was running or humming, not even hungry Sharkicons
Each little Autobot and Decepticon buffed all their nicks
Oiled their hinges and shut off their optics
Everyone had stopped the fighting to recharge for the next day
In hopes they will feel great for the next vicious, barbaric fray
Even the leader of the factions, both Megatron and Prime
Thought they needed the rest and went off-line
It was a cold, cold night on that robotic planet in space
And nobody was moving any bouts of the place
Except for one robot, a very excited guy
Who worked hard all year, this is no lie
He toiled all year in the secret of his workshop
Making a gross of creations that nobody could top.
And he finished on time on that very special night
To load the presents in his sleigh and to take flight.
And off he soared through that starry clad sky
Waking up each little bot as he flew by
Each of them hearing him called the seekers by name,
Yu-Gi-Oh! GX: Charmer's Story Chapter 36In the Director office, Zur Fu is now sit in his own chair, along with albino girl stands behind him, by his right. There's also three girls who sit in front of current Director; Aussa, Eria, and Wynn.Yu-Gi-Oh! GX: Charmer's Story Chapter 362 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Alright, old friends… I know its so shock to see your long friend appeared as this. But it was the time…" Zur Fu said, with disappoint tone.
All girls look at him with curious ears.
"Just in case, you all don't know that Jane had dark side for so long time," Zur Fu speaks as he reveals the fact.
All girls gasped, except for albino girl, she just stands there, grumpy.
"She has being struggle for long time, since start of this year… Didn't you see her eyes have changed few times?" he continued.
All girls except for white girl and Eria shook their heads.
"Yes, I did, only when she anger at me for some idiot facts," Eria said.
"Ah, alright… I can take you all into past and show you how Jane appeared with her dark side… before she becomes albino herself!" the boy said, flashing his maroon ey
The Rose and ThornYou're like the blooming rose everyone wishes to hold.The Rose and Thorn3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I must be the thorn that nobody dares to touch.
Can a rose and thorn make perfect harmony?
This small little thistle wishes to turn beautiful.
Maybe the perfect flower will help shine a path to love.
I shy away, yet you embrace my heart and soul.
The beautiful rose dared to touch a thorn.
And the thorn and rose became a beautiful pairing.
A Great Artist...A Great ArtistA Great Artist...8 years ago in Spoken Word More Like This
A Great Artist is not someone who gets the Attention
It is not about the Shock and Awe
What really does it mean to be a great artist?
The Answer is within Every Person's Creations
Putting the most Effort into every piece of art
The Determination to never give up
To be Honest and Hard Working
Practice to amplify ones Ability
A great artists is more then Pencil and Paper
It takes Heart, Determination, and Pride
To put a whole being into the art
To work beyond the limits of what they were told
Taking time to give friendly Critique
Learning how to Improve Ones Skill
To be a part of the Community
To Be There when No One Else will
To help the Great Artists
There is a Community for them
The Community Offers to the unseen
That Community is UnseenArtists.
So nothingI'm there whisperingSo nothing4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I can't remember
The words, what I said
Away from this world
So harsh and so..
Church IncidentChurch Incident10 years ago in Humor More Like This
I was looking around the Church. I was sitting far back enough so that the most of the mass was lost in the high, painted ceiling, among the cherubs and the gold leafing. The people around me were looking for God. There was one man reciting Hail Mary's, one after the other, not listening to the words he was saying. One woman was sitting there, weeping quietly. One or two were asleep.
They would never find God. There was only one way to find God, I knew, and that was to be looking for him out of the corner of your eye…
"Aha!" I yelled, standing up, turning around and pointing… Pointing at a man with a dirty mop in hand, and an overbite. One of the sleepers had roused. The priest at the front didn't miss a beat. "Sorry." I told the janitor. "I thought you were someone else."
The janitor watched the embarrassed man walk out quickly.
"That was too close." He said as h
LoveLove.Love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Such a simple word
That has so much meaning.
We all have it
Even if we can't see it.
And we all give it to others.
So don't think you're unloved.
I can guarantee that's not true.
Someone out there loves you.
Even when you're all alone
Even in the darkest days.
Someone loves you.
When everything goes downhill
When darkness is all you see.
Someone loves you.
Someone always loves you
I love you.
SmokeShe contortsSmoke3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
gracefully, she moves away from my lips
like the distant memory of a forgotten lover
twirling in her regret,
she is beautiful-
she forgets her place and simply,
ceases to exist.
keep smileingA smile can make a person happy,keep smileing3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And it can help others in the process,
So keep smiling
A smile is worth more than you will never know.
Telltale MarksTelltale Marks9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your bedsheets left wrinkles in my skin
That I trace slowly with the tip of my finger
(it feels so early, being up before noon.)
I watch you sleep, golden lashes brushing round cheeks
The morning sun filters through the curtains
(it looks like a halo around your head.)
A brief flash of my closet romantic
I unplug the alarm clock
(no need for reality to interrupt.)
I know you're not really asleep
That half smile, faintly dancing on your lips gives you away
(i know you too well.)
I let you pretend anyway,
It's all part of the game we play.
(like children we make believe.)
Your fingers tug at my own
Invitation and plea to stay home
(i whisper your name.)
I'm a coward. A masochist with your happiness
I'll leave before our "just friends" sham falls apart
(no traces left but memories)
Your bedsheets left wrinkles in my skin
That I trace slowly with the tip of my finger
(our secrets leave wrinkles deep within.)
Do You Believe? ~ Four (Jack Frost x Reader)"Jack Frost...?"Do You Believe? ~ Four (Jack Frost x Reader)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Boogeyman chuckled before his eyes narrowed as he glared at the empty space, when suddenly he was thrown backwards, tumbling into the snow with a yelp of pain, his lack of concentration on you ending up in the sand dispersing. You fell and hit the snow hard, the cold soaking into you dressing gown and pyjamas quickly.
You shivered, and groaned, your back aching from the sharp impact and by this time, the Boogeyman had recovered himself and was on his feet once more, grinning madly. "Oh? Can she not see you, Jack?" He asked the air next to you, and you felt the atmosphere bristle, somehow. "She fell straight through you." The Boogeyman continued harshly. "You couldn't even catch her, let alone soften her fall, could you?"
You sat up, a frown painted onto your features as you glanced at Eva and Joe among the crowd of children on the other side of the green. You gave the Boogeyman a quick glance before scrambling onto your feet and rushing towards them. The Boogeyman
Mind Games OHSHC Ch.23Mind Games OHSHC Ch.233 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
During that same day, after school (3:00 p.m.)
"Welcome back, My Lady." Ann said casually."How was school?"
I shrug my shoulders in reply while taking off my jacket and handing it to Ann. I casually walk to the kitchen and grab a bottle of orange juice out from the fridge. Ann stood by the door, watching me intently while I went to a cabinet and grab myself a glass, and fill it with my drink. All the while, we didn't say anything, and it was dangerously awkward because she might suspect me of something.
"My Lord." Ann said suddenly.
And I was right.
"What is it?" I ask after taking a sip of orange juice, and putting the bottle back in the fridge. Ann was quiet for a moment while waiting for me to finish my drink. I stir the juice around the glass, and watching it intently. With the last sip, I set my empty glass near the sink and turn my full attention to her, and waited.
"I sense that there is something bothering you."
I flinch in reaction, and turn myself around to walk o
Where to Play?Where to Play?9 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
The nuclear blast ripped through Wembley Stadium, shattering steel girders like toothpicks and melting human flesh like butter. Ringo's head smashed into the concrete as the scorching air roared over him. It had been a pretty good day until this had happened.
Earlier, the make up artists and costumers had descended on the four of them like a flock of gnats. A touch-up here, a snip there. Mr. Wesely, clothed in a pin-stripe suit, was calmly standing by the door of the dressing room, watching the talent coordinator of PeaceAid 3 hop around like an insane monkey.
"We've only got 10 minutes!" she howled. "Get the hair right. No! Not the bowl cuts. More shaggy. This is in the Pepper era, not the damn Ed Sullivan stuff!" She turned to Mr. Wesley with an icy look of horror on her face. "They do know the program, don't they?"
Mr. Wesley nodded. "Of course. It was downloaded two weeks ago."
The coordinator howled in agony. "No! It's changed since then! It's changed!" she waved her data p