NaruHina-Trust 3 Chapter 22NaruHina-Trust 3 Chapter 223 years ago in Romance More Like This
Back at the house, Hinata was able to take a shower, and was healed with Sakrua healing powers. Hinara was in blue pajama, given to her friend. It wasn't her kind of pajamas but they were fone.
Hinata quiet told Sakura what happen to her. Sakra stayed slient, lostening to her story, while they were sitting on the floor. Hinata could tell that she was angry, but she stay calm. When she was done, her friends was quiet. Sakura begin to even Hinata's ends, on her hair. It was so terribly cut that all she could cut it to her shoulder.
While each hair, fell down to the ground, Hinata started to cry, remembering her mother. She was so beautiful, she wanted to be kind just like her, while been strong like her father, very similar to Naruto's own dream. She remember how beautiful she was with her long purple hair. Remembering, her father's kind words telling her how looked just like her mother. She remember her kind words.
"Mother...What is this?" Hinata asked her mother w
TreesTrees4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The secret life
of elm and oak
and thin white poplars -
on a winter night,
grazing the moon
like tapers in December.
I smell earth -
peat and cedar
and the indulgent bulge
crafting the air
like a smith
lost in his work.
Chestnuts bear an offering
and the yearning pall
of pine scents the sky
till it's thick with resin.
And they gather
with boughs and limbs
bent like priests at play,
roots tight as ancient drums
to ruminate on stories,
sinewed in fragrant bark
making merry where
the green bends back
NaruHina-Trust2 Chatper 13"I love you, Naruto-sempai." Hinata cried. "But I'm pretty sure you'll hate me."NaruHina-Trust2 Chatper 134 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What?" Naruto asked, confused.
Hinata cling on his shirt tighter. "I received a missing memory while you were fighting Saburo. I saw it. I remember being in you house. While you were sleeping. While you were sleeping I was watching you. You were so beautiful, so hard to resist. I remember wanting to be near you, wanting to keep you all to myself, but you were in love with someone at least that's what I felt. And ." Hinata clenched her teeth. "And without seeming to think of your feelings I'd kiss you "
Naruto's eyes went wide remembering, that so called dream that he thought was an illusion was real.
"So that woman that was watching me that night. The women that I felt as I was sleeping? That woman that was telling me something That was you?"
Hinata was in pain. "Don't you find me disgusting? I stole you first kiss with a girl. I could feel your sa-!!!"
Naruhina-Trust Chapter 7 pt 1Morning came. The sun was rising in the sky. Hinata eyes were opening, waking from her midnight slumber. She noticed that she was still in her pajamas, but was in a different place. She was in the hospital.Naruhina-Trust Chapter 7 pt 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She glanced around the room, and noticed something she thought she would never see. A spiked yellow-haired boy was sleeping near the corner of her bed. She couldn't help but turn red, watching him sleeping so soundly.
“Did he stay up all night watching me? What happen?” Hinata couldn't help but smile as she watch Naruto snoring, like a bear, that's for sure, but as cute as a teddy bear.
“H-Hinata...” Naruto seemed to be calling her name in his sleep. Hibata cloudn't believe her ears, hearing him calling out her name once more. “H-Hinata...”
Hinata started to lose her cool, messing around, moving back and forth, embarrassed by his words. She didn't know what to think.
“Ms.Hyuuga.”A voice came from the door.
“Hai.” Hinata sai
My Savior: Iceland"_____! Stop!"My Savior: Iceland3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I froze. Who was calling my name? I was pretty sure that no one would know where I was or what I was doing. Or at least I didn't tell anyone that I knew of. The last thing I wanted was someone worrying about me.
I turned my head around, looking over my shoulder. Just a single glance and I knew that it was Emil Steilsson. His white hair and violet eyes couldn't fool me. I'd known Emil since he transferred to our school 5 years ago. It was only in more recent years that I had develop feelings for him, although, I didn't plan on telling him in fear of rejection. Though, I couldn't help it when my feelings would leak out, especially when a blush came onto my face. I just hope he didn't notice them.
"What do you think you're doing, _____? You're going to get yourself killed!" said Emil.
"I-I don't care..." That was a weak response. I was trembling as I spoke; it was either from the rain or that unusual feeling I always get whenever I was in Emil's presence.
"Well I care. You
Sexual Offenderman short storyIt’s a clear night, with a half-moon shining brightly overhead of a quiet, dimly lit street, the large trees lining the sidewalks of the neighborhood scattering the light of both moon and streetlamp from the view of the small houses of an aged suburbia. There’s only a single light on within the houses lining the street at this hour where an old woman stands at a counter in her kitchen, her hair a dull grey and her body gaunt with age, the bones of her face and hands showing clearly under loose wrinkled skin as she carefully sorts a variety of medication into a pill-box labeled for each day of the week.Sexual Offenderman short story2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her eyes, glazed and weary, with a slight fog of cataracts to them, squint at the labeling of the bottle held to her face while on the other side of the room, stood a tall powerfully built man, watching her intently with an unnatural stillness, his hands resting casually in the pockets of his long black coat, leaving the only thing to draw your eye being the intensity of gaz
NaruHina-Trust 3 Chapter 15The day soon came to the end. Everybody had said their goodbyes to Shion as she left to return to her own village. Sasuke and Sakura took their own way home, being all lovey dovey and all. Naruto and Hinata thanked them for everything that went out with Shion and left the side was well returning to their own home as well.NaruHina-Trust 3 Chapter 153 years ago in Romance More Like This
Their walk home was quiet. They didn't know what to say to each other. Now remembering everything that happen, they didn't know how to started from where they left out before Shion arrived. Hinata, who couldn't get those images out of her minds. She just was just too embarrassed by what happen with her and her boyfriend in the rain. That fact that Hinata was still Naruto's girlfriend made her felt uneasy for the breakup that was set up by Shion was so painful so hurtful she just couldn't believe that it wasn't true.
"Didn't Naruto-kun...really break up me? I'm pretty sure he did..." She thought. Miharu as standing right next to her along with Nia, being carried by his
Change It Up!MorningChange It Up!3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Are words we say
We use through the day.
I think we should change
Change our way.
These empty starts
Show the routine we follow
No new parts
Everything becomes hollow
Next time you want to talk to someone you don't know
Say something random
Put on a show
What have you got to lose?
If they want to be friends
They'll keep the conversation going
And won't let it end
When it's time to go away
You don't say goodbye
But see you another day
My new friend the random guy
Just A GameWhen we were little we used to play ‘house’. I was the wife and you were my husband and we were the perfect couple. We got along, never fought and were never separable. We would play tag and 44 home and other games, but that one was always our favorite. We used to talk about what would happen when we grew up. You used to say that you would marry me for real when we were older; you even gave me a ring that we won from a prize machine. That was what I wanted to be when I got older, yours.Just A Game3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Then we grew up.
We are older now and we play more grown up games like truth or dare. We never play ‘house’ anymore. Then one day we agreed to play it just one more time. We knew more about being a married couple now and we acted just like them. We made dinner, we held hands and we never fought. Then we kissed like we would when we were kids, only this time, it meant something to me. The kiss went on for a while and when it was time to go home I asked you out. You looked at me st
when you worriedly askwhen you (worriedly) askwhen you worriedly ask3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
have I ever thought about
(ever meaning lately, in this context)
I just stare out of the window
like I could see through the
paper thin reality
spread over my eyes
and I say
I am not looking for death
(so to say)
I am grasping, reaching out for
that would make me
because what is death
just a body and mind, still,
I am not looking for the rot and decay
the space -
A man's never ending sleepDark Cloud's Over head.,A man's never ending sleep3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A hole dug in the ground,
A man lowered down,
A women in black,
A crying Child next to her
As man preached his word,
No more sorrow,
No more pain,
No more hardship
No more Worries,
No more hate,
No more love,
No more me,
As the peacefulness of darkness
Let's me sleep.
Sleep that is never ending.
Reversed Prank Calls - MxMGod! Where had that little ugh!Reversed Prank Calls - MxM7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Mello tromped around the apartment for the fifth time that morning. Matt! Where the hell did you go?! I know you didnt go out, you hate it outside! He called into the eerie silence of the apartment.
Matt had been gone when the blond had woken up.
Yeah, I woke up because it was cold Mello mused to himself, glaring around the kitchen. Normally it was warm. But that was only because they shared a bed, and most of the warmth was generated by their shared body heat.
The gamer had been gone, as far as Mello knew, for the past three hours.
Throwing himself onto his favorite leather chair with a bar of chocolate hanging from his teeth, Mello grabbed his cell phone from its charger on the coffee table. Well, if Matt was gone then he might as well call the geek.
The phone rung three times before someone picked up. Hello?
Mello sighed and smiled a little, happy to hear Matts voice. At least he wasnt
Fear Me!Take this away from here,Fear Me!3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This ugly, wretched, hateful fear
This ignorance from which it spawns
Defiantly I cry, "Begone!"
I have said, (and will always say)
"Hatred is dead, love is the way."
Stamping out passion, shouting "Obey!"
These fools will not hold me at bay.
Rulers, Fear me! I will not submit.
Manipulators, fear me -- I'll not have it.
How can it be,
That we fear to be free?
(What lurking shadow do we see?)
For a prison of fear, is there a key?
Exploiters, fear me! I defy you.
Out with the old, in with the new!
Tyrants, fear me.
For I do not fear you.
The Amazing World of Gumball: The Movie pt 5The Amazing World of Gumball: The Movie pt 53 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A large rumble shakes the school as the tornado rages through brick and mortar.
Gumball immediately shrieks as Darwin and the other students panic.
Miss Simian: Calm down, everyone! These walls will keep us safe!
Suddenly a nearby wall crumbles to pieces as powerful drafts echo around the room.
Miss Simian: AAH!!!
As Miss Simian and her class fear the worst, Anais is also having a bad day...
Anais(in her mind): OH NO....
Suddenly the ceiling begins to rip apart as thunder bangs the air with deafening echos...
Anais shrivels in fear and hides in a nearby abandoned locker. The strong winds of the tornado batter on the structural base of the school as dust kicks up into the dark grey atmosphere.
Suddenly Hector crashes through the right side of the school and attempts to intercept the tornado.
Hector: Leave us alone!
Hector breathes an enormous breathe of air and blows at the tornado with hurricane-strong winds! The tornado merely distorts as it continues its destructive course.
We are loveOur hearts beat as one when we kissWe are love3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And I am forever embedded in your dimension.
Your lips that collide passionately yet gently with mine,
Sweeter than any honey in existence,
Makes me as fragile as a new born.
As you pull me into your intoxicating grasp,
A sense of passion overwhelms me.
A passion so strong and unbreakable,
It makes me disillusioned with the most absurd fancies.
You need not speak your love in words.
It is loudly spoken in your sweet and tender caresses.
You bury deep inside me.
Deeper than anyone but you could ever go.
I cannot help but be in awe of your undeniable tenderness and how it moves me so.
Come and let us escape this world together.
Come and show me more of you
For I cannot seem to get enough.
And the more I get of you the more I want you.
Fulfill this passion! Fulfill our love!
Take me away and hide me in your never ending abyss of love.
We will reside there forever.
We were made for one another.
We are one.
We are love.
Her Kingdom Falls.Brittle are her bonesHer Kingdom Falls.3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
hidden under a flawless
perfect skin - a privilege to touch but no one seems worthy of Her
Empty is her soul
confined within walls of
sorrow for sin - a kingdom so strict yet no knights no Excalibur
By moonlight she
rewinds time to regain
the pride and glory - at dawn she's drained, lost her mind, every thought gone numb
Nocturnal delights a
bloody fight to
revive the story - her veil conceals the empty shell she had become
White Winter SpiritsWe had forgotten long ago. All of our precious memories had been wrapped meticulously inside our red scarves and animal skin coats, free from the mind but kept close to skin for safekeeping. Like loved children bundled in winter fabric, we are fragile inside our layered past; like lost children forgotten by all we know, we wander aimlessly. Our minds are tainted with the constant ache of homesickness- the stars blazing overhead through the flurry of snow never stops urging us onwards, to seek the stars we remember from home.White Winter Spirits2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
In silence, our pack travels. The snow, our shroud, makes no noise as we step upon its banks; the forest, dead from the sting of winter, voices no protests as we wander in its depths; the pack, its individual persons scattered, fights the relentless wind to reach our unattainable goal.
Our ethereal bodies are unable to be touched by the world in which we once lived. Our boots leave no tracks in the snow, nor does our heaving breath leave fog in the air. The memorie
My Savior: Canada"_____! Stop!"My Savior: Canada3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Whose voice was that? It sounded so familiar yet there was something different about it... a little loader than what I was use to. I turned my head slowly around so that I could get a look at who the voice belonged to.
I saw a familiar red hoodie with... a white maple leaf imprinted on the front of it? They had longish blonde hair and a curl that drooped (probably because of the drizzle). The next thing I noticed were the worried violet eyes that stood out from behind this person's rain dropped-stained glasses. If it were anybody else, they would have easily mistaken this person as Alfred Jones. But I knew better.
This person was actually Matthew Williams, Alfred's twin brother. Although they looked somewhat similar, the two brothers were complete opposites. Matthew was quiet, shy, and went unnoticed by most people, bnd I wouldn't have him any other way. He was much nicer and less obnoxious than Alfred.
"Don't do it, _____!" he shouted at me. It was strange. I had never
NumbIs it bliss or oblivion?Numb1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hard to distinguish,
Since both constitute infinity.
Either serve as a temporary home,
When the real world becomes too unmanageable,
Sluggish speech, aching skeleton,
Fatigue coursing through knotted veins.
It's difficult to say
Whether I want sleep, death,
Or something temporary to numb me.
How about all 3?
One after another.
HoneycombI am far away,Honeycomb2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Immersed in a forest of dying trees,
My throat parched from hours of searching for the unknown.
The sky is made of honeycomb,
Dripping supple honey like rain
That sticks me to this world,
Trapping me in thick golden blood.
I am surrounded by fields of paper flowers
That unfold and tickle the most hidden pieces of my spine.
All within me tingles.
Numb fingers reach out to grasp something, anything
As I sink deeper into pools of honey.
I am suffocating on decision.
Panicked eyes flutter and close
And I let myself drown in sweet sleep.
THE WATCHERTHE WATCHER3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"It's just...a lot to take in, you know?"
Deathsong had taken Icepaw out to a clearing in the middle of the territory. He was upset but had calmed down from his earlier fight with Patchstar. Icepaw nuzzled against him reassuringly.
"Deathsong, it doesn't matter who kitted you; it's what you do with your life now. And you're a warrior! I'd say that's pretty amazing." Icepaw mewed, hoping to cheer her mentor up.
"I just wish I'd known sooner. Why did they have to keep it a secret from me?" Deathsong wondered aloud.
Icepaw shifted on her paws uneasily. "Would you have left and gone to PebbleClan, if you'd known?" she asked.
"I don't know..." Deathsong muttered. "I don't even know if things would be different. But I would have known. About Cursedstar. About Brackensoul. About Mothdust."
Icepaw sighed. "So Mothdust is the third cat, huh..."
Deathsong nodded. "Patchstar thinks that she can see dead cats too," he explained. "I wish I could talk to her."
"Why can't you?" Icepaw asked in
A Not So Normal Life. ThanksGiving OVAA Not So Normal Life. ThanksGiving OVA3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The turkey cooked in the oven as the group sat around in Justin's living room. Jake and Trey had a beer in one hand and a piece of pie in the other, Alice sat to the right of Justin and Eva was in the kitchen preparing the thanksgiving meal for her friend. Alice slowly stood up and walked over helping with the preparation. Justin smiled looking at them as he told small jokes here and there. The orange fall colored leaves began to fall to the ground, it was definitely a site to see. Justin smiled walking behind Alice and Eva and hugged them both."Need any help?"He asked happily as he smiled at both of them.
Eva blushed deeply and smiled at Justin."Maybe carrying a few pans here and there..."She muttered shyly as Alice smirked and nipped at Justin's neck."Only help i need is for you to entertain me toy..."She said laughing a bit and stuck out her tongue amused that she got a blush out of both of them."You two should loosen up.."She smirked holding onto Justin.
Finally Home.The gentle thuds of raindropsFinally Home.11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the middle of the night
As you hold me close
Already fallen asleep
Your soft snores calm me
Music cannot compare
To the symphony of noises
I listen to at night
Especially when the beat of your heart
Is the loudest of the sounds
I feel like I'm finally home.