Rosario Vampire: A Confession and A Vampire: Ch. 2Rosario Vampire: A Confession and A Vampire: Ch. 22 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Rosario + Vampire: Together Forever? (Ch. 2)
This is a sequel to my first R+V Fan-fiction, "A Confession and A Vampire", with characters created by Akihisa Ikeda.
Takes place right after Moka and Tsukune become a couple.
Chapter one is here: http://fav.me/d4j42qe (copy / paste)
Written by Gamera68
No copyright infringement is intended.
I do not own Rosario + Vampire!!
Alternate Reality, with a dose of canon from the manga series.
Out of Character Moka and Tsukune.
Comedy / Romance
They are both 18 years old now.
I would like to thank my Beta Readers on deviantart for their honest feedback with this chapter: LtheDarkCreeper and Train48!
Thank you both so much for your insight!
After picking themselves off the floor, Tsukune replaced the rosary on Moka's collar, instantly reverting her back to her pink-haired, bubbly
Rosario + WG Part 1Rosario + WG Part 1Rosario + WG Part 15 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Aaaahhh." Moka said after finishing her tomato juice. "There's nothing better than tomato juice well other than Tsukunes' blood", she added while sitting down. Meanwhile in Kurumus' room she was hatching a plot to finally get between Moka and Tsukune. "Hehehe", she laughed," These cookies ought to teach that Moka a lesson, I'll just add a little wg powder and just a little bit of Tsukunes' blood that I've collected from his fights to make it addicting and tasty", she explained. "Hmm, maybe I should make an extra batch for Mizore as well just so she doesn't get in the way." After she finished the cookies she went out to deliver them.
Moka was walking back to her room when Kurumu stopped her "Hi Kurumu how are you doing." She said, "Oh nothing I just wanted to give you some of these cookies I made I was trying a new recipe and I wanted you to try some", Kurumu said. "Umm ok", Moka said trying one, "Wow Kurumu these are really good can I get some more." Moka said eati
Letter To a StrangerYou do not recognize my nameLetter To a Stranger2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Nor am I in knowledge of yours
Though we have never met before
I feel the need to speak with you
To tell you stories of my life
And you provide me with the same
But before we start a friendship
I wish to ask you a few things
Thus, your undivided focus
Is what I need from you right now
Can you pay fervant attention
To every word that passes my lips?
In years past, I have met people
Who love surface phenomena
And fail to dive deeper than that
Refuse to connect ideas
Will you hear the depths of my verse
And perceive me for who I am?
And many of these same people
Have done nothing to assist me
With any hardship I have faced
Have not been there to support me
Do you keep an eye out for friends
To have their backs in trying times?
When there arrives a dire moment
That requires a frank dialogue
And an unfettered honesty
Without any hesitation
Would you call out my behaviour
When it is less than savory?
All these things I ask in my search
For a deep, genuine friends
SeaThere is sand in my teeth from your ocean lips closing and lapping against mine.Sea2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your hot-sun-desert skin singes the hairs on my forearms.
I know what it's like playing with your fire and nearly drowning in your sea.
The sand on your tongue shifts and I choke effortlessly.
I won't trade these fierce, crisp moments for anything.
Your pain is mine and I will burn for you and drown within you.
Let Me Carry YouHush said the angelLet Me Carry You2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Don't be lonely anymore
I'm here right beside you
Like so many times before
Time and again
I'll be here to fill your heart
Tonight I'm gonna show you
We're never far apart
Hush said the angel
You can tell me like it is
'Cos I'm not here to judge you
All I offer you is this
Time and again
I'll be here to fill your dreams
Tonight I'm gonna show you
Love is closer than it seems
Let me carry you
Let me be the one
Let me carry you
I can be the one
Let me care for you
I can heal the pain until it's gone
Let me carry you so you can carry on
Let me carry you so you can carry on
What do you see when you look at me? Do you see a fragile child?What do you see when you look at me?3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A lonely young woman?
A sad gray sky?
A warm sun?
A unyeilding and distant cloud?
A hyper and childish lightning?
A mysterious and manipulative mist?
A fading light overcome by darkness?
A kind smile hidden behind a cold stare?
A destructive storm behind a calm rain?
A broken doll waiting to be fixed again?
A bird who fell from the tree and can't find her way back up?
A invisible wall meant to be ignored?
A unknown puzzle you're wanting to solve?
A teddy bear that wants to be held?
A mirror that's shattered into a million pieces and needs to put bak together again?
To be honest, I'm all those things and more but my question to you is...
What do you see when you look at me?
It hurtIt hurt you know,It hurt2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Falling for you.
I felt very bump and bang,
Every bruise and break.
I tried to hold on,
I tried to slow down,
I tried to stop.
But it was inevitable.
Gravity was too much,
It kept pulling me down
And when I landed,
When I hit the ground
At your feet
I could barely breathe.
It was too much
For anyone to handle
Let alone me.
But I watched you reach down,
And felt you pick me up.
You gathered together
All my broken pieces
And worked for days
Making me whole again.
It took time
But I finally realised
That for me to fall down to you
Meant that you
Had fallen too.
So once I was rebuilt
I searched for your missing pieces.
I found your hand
That made strings
I found your lungs,
Which turned air
Into a caress.
And I found your eyes,
Their blue oceans
But I couldn't find your heart.
Not straight away.
And I'm still looking,
But I can't see you anymore.
Because I know
That I am getting closer to your heart.
But it makes me wond
The WidowHow peacefully he sleepsThe Widow2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
upon soft, silken sheets
as I bend down to kiss
the warmth from his lips.
So softly he moans
and whispers his final breath
so regal and angelic he looks in death.
I gently caress his curled, auburn hair
praying for the angels to take him in their care.
So peacefully he sleeps
upon soft, silken sheets
and I savour the taste
of his last, warm breath
What God has in sacred marriage
may only be parted in death...
Cascading DarkThis sensation persists in my heart.Cascading Dark2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lingers like a stubborn bitterness on the back of the tongue.
Distantly foul, yet so familiar I can’t remember a time when I didn’t taste it.
It’s cold and synthetic.
Mathematical and metallic.
Yet I find myself fantasizing about it tasting organic and sweet.
[ Mandarin honey in the place of corroded steel. ]
Though I am unable to convince myself,
and the same taste, the same fear, settles back into me.
The fear that to you, thoughts of me are tasteless.
Neither sweet nor bitter, but rather clear and empty as pure water.
A manifestation of complete nothingness,
While here I am longing for a person who never existed at all.
Where a heart should beat in your chest, there is only a still, hollow cavity.
A cavity I once ached with everything I was to inhabit.
I wanted to fill that gaping hole with ardor you’d never known..
But you always wanted it to remain empty.
Lifeless. Vacant. Uncompromising..
Because in the e
Captured - Chapter Two"I know you've all be secretly whispering and doing whatever it is your little team does when you think you're being sneaky. But don't think whatever plan you have is going to work, you're surrounded, and there is no way out." Asami walked down the line of cells.Captured - Chapter Two3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Why are you doing this Asami?" Bolin asked standing at the bars of his cell and trying to make his tear filled eyes un-noticeable. "How could you do this? We trusted you." Bolin said, on the very edge of officially screaming at the non-bender.
Asami turned quickly and strode up to his cell, face so close to his that their noses touched through the bars.
"Because Bolin, what we had was great and all, but sadly you weren't the one I had my eyes on in the first place. I thought this was all obvious to all of you, I had no idea you'd be so dumbfounded," Asami laughed and walked along the line of Korra and Mako's cells, running his equalist glove against the rusted metal. "You see Korra, you knew I was with Mako, and yet you still
Everything You AreI've never been this close to heavenEverything You Are2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I've never known a love like this
I've never touched this side of happiness
In all the life I've lived
You’re that one in a million
The wish upon a star
Everything I've ever wanted
Is everything you are
Captured - Chapter FourMako opened his eyes to the darkness of Korra's bedroom; she was stirring in her sleep as she lay snuggled to his side. He smoothed over her hair and waited until she calmed before yawning and drifting back to sleep.Captured - Chapter Four3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mako never left the avatar's side since her close call with a non-bender named Asami Sato. Just thinking of the name made Mako grind his teeth in anger, he had trusted that girl, given her heart to her; only for her to turn it away and ruin everything, including his friendship with Korra. However, much to his surprise, the avatar seemed to forgive him easily for his mistake known as Asami, they were back to talking about everything together and being a team of best friends. Mako had noticed however that once Korra first woke up after the attack, and seeing Mako at her side; something about the way she smiled at him and held his hand made him think that things would be 'different' in a good way, and they were. They no longer had a team mate 'friendship', they were inseparab
MarionetteThe strings dig deep into her veins.Marionette2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She moves with them,
To dull the pain.
A painted face,
With a printed smile,
Her emotions left unversitile.
She dances alone, secluded,
Forlorn and deluded.
And only for her twisted master.
A mental crafter,
A vile bastard.
but this is a show.
the people can see it
the people they know,
this is no secret.
their eyes glazed over
like shes no longer there
ignoring her existence,
she finds comfort in despair.
welcome to the show.
on stage, a girl
who you might as well know.
Only I can see the tears,
And only I know all her fears.
I flick my fingers to the right,
On my command she stands up right.
I flick my finger to the left.
She'd murder all the ones she left.
she dances with a smile.
that does not reach the eyes,
it looks so sick and vile
a soul that believes its lies.
Maybe its love,
i've heard it's supposed to ache.
Or maybe she's insane,
because even the strong can break.
I don't know the reasons,
Or why she's bound and cha
Lonesome RootsUnfolding memories; people who passed by youLonesome Roots2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
People who, despite the plural, is just one for you
A person cries, a person's heart dies
Just reminding the red skies
A red sky that I wasn't able to see
By having you at my side, with me
Time won't matter, this clock will tick forever
Even if our words aren't together
I might fall, I might lock a seal
But this dance of feelings is real
Undisclosed door, closed for
Evils that wish our floors
Our area of being fine
That I know that's mine
Just waiting for the only one
That might know that I need some
A little of you, anything of you
I shall even be a fool
But my minds still hold your scent
And I'm still paying the rent
A tax that might pursuit me ever long
As the payment is this song
Some words, some letters
Flowers fall with a high fever
When they pass by a key
That's you: You set me free
Waiting for when the counter ceases
When, lifeless, I'll find peace.
UnfoldYour skin laced with mineUnfold2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A silent affirmation
Time after time
I drown in this salvation
Beauty so unjust
Setting the air on fire
The mirrors beneath your eyes
The carnival of your soul
Overtakes me beyond control
Welcoming the breach of your lips
The cadence of your touch
~In a dreamlike trance
The music of my heart projects electricity
Giving myself completely to you
A fire that never stops its burn
A love so riveting
It storms the galaxy~
A bliss that’s double-edged
Bleeds these waiting veins
For every drop spilt
Is a crimson tribute
To the concoction of this love
Our privileged chemistry
~Close your eyes
Do not hesitate
Swallow me in one gulp
As if I were the ocean
Quenching every thirst you ever craved
The monstrosity of the universe
Rules the divinity of our passion
Parallel to the sun
A sizzling exploration
The world could be ours
If we want it bad enough~
Seize this chance
Cross this line
That once barred the sun
Lightening and Thunder So this how it ends. Here I am, lying on the ground at his mercy. My heart has never sounded this loud; it's drowning out his taunting. The gun is pointed right at me. I am shaking as if I have an earthquake inside me. Tears rain down my cheek, blinding me. Click. This is it...Lightening and Thunder2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
My life flashes before me and then...
Love is BlindnessEasy drumbeats betwixt torn words.Love is Blindness2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You see, my love, you’re an anvil.
And I’m the desperate swimmer, gasping for air,
Sinking deeper and deeper into the navy depths,
And there’s no hope for me.
But I prefer the claustrophobic darkness
To living without you.
Blinded EyesForeign lips, fall upon rosy cheeksBlinded Eyes2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as the still, blistered, hearts are washed
by sorrowed tears,
and words of false Romeos
leave naive Juliets, shadowed, shaped,
longing for a better tomorrow.
Sweet angelic smiles, fall frail to wounded
words spoken in whispers to the delicate ear,
shackled by foolish consequences
and lingering desires,
turned out by the passing time.
Sharpened souls, dull and corrode
by the fading days,
elongated into a sea of contempt,
masked from merciless voices,
a stone sunk state of defeat.
Thank You For BreathingI’m that trickle down your neck last week when you got upset.Thank You For Breathing2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
That friend you’ve never met;
That kid you teased for being a teachers pet.
That kid who stays quiet when you get on his nerves;
The one who never got picked first;
The best at being last; Never been late for class; never got noticed for staying on task.
Know that’s there’s something special about being different.
I can’t explain it; not sure if it’s a gift or curse. It’s
Something about it makes me want to pick up a pen and write verses.
I feel like maybe God entrusted this mission to us; something more than Church.
Something more than the outside can comprehend and so we lock ourselves in a hurricane.
To bring tears to its eye; Teen angst at its worst.
But before sunshine; the storm will always be first.
Life’s a game of stamina. Do you have the strength to run?
Life’s a game of stamina. Do you have the strength to run?
This is dedicated to the scars on every teen
Dots and LinesUp until twenty minutes ago, today was shaping up to be the perfect cliché. A picturesque July wedding on the edge of a cliff, just before sundown. I had my something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue. Everyone was there on time. No one was drunk. And then, like the bomb waiting to drop, I was molested on the church steps by a vindictive stone gargoyle.Dots and Lines2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“It was not a gargoyle,” Sonya insists, as she struggles to rethread her needle. “It was an angel. And you walked into it.”
“Yeah, well, it was an ugly-ass angel.” I hold the front of my strapless top together as a last-ditch effort to retain some hint of modesty.
“It was old. Its nose was broken off.”
Sonya manages to thread her needle and slaps my hands away, fixating on my tits with sexual interest so nonexistent that I’m almost offended.
“More like half its face.”
“Would you stop squirming for a second?” Sonya says, as she wrestles wit
Dreaming of a RoseIf only you knew,Dreaming of a Rose4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
How I felt about you.
If only you'd see,
What you mean to me.
These words will not become another broken promise,
I assure you that much.
These doors that I take will not eminate darkness,
It's horrible to even think such.
To believe in the lies that roll off your tongue,
And into the airspace all 'round,
Is considered to be a beautiful song that was unsung;
And it is a beautiful, lulling sound.
The sound puts me to sleep,
Where I dream,
A beautiful lullaby.
It's something I cannot deny.
But it's something I fear.
The words I'm about to say,
May or may not make you stay,
But for the moment,
I could care less.
You make it seem like I'm a mess.
When in reality I am fervent.
Fervent and passionate as I grow,
Just as if I was a rose,
You would be my thorn.
Like a rose, love passionately bursts into bloom,
The sun sparkles brightly like an heirloom.
As we sit on the docks and watch the moon become adorn.
In my dream state,
Nothing I feel is fake.
SpiralA simple soul unjustly judged and bound,Spiral2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Tears wet and smearing on ethereal cheek,
With no recourse, not one hope to be found,
Sweet death is merciful to souls so weak.
Another soul that harbors cracks inside,
An inner madness made to burst in flame,
A wicked jester laughs in homicide,
Imprisoned like the rest, one, all the same.
Another one, its senses deadened so,
It heard the silence of its memory.
It saw the fading, dim light of its glow,
It sang its final heartless melody.
We all insult, we sin, we kill, we botch,
Yet all I can do is lament and watch.