How to Annoy Kakashi Hatake!How to Annoy Kakashi Hatake!3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
1) Tell him to stop staring at your ass (funniest if you're a boy).
2) Seduce him and steal his book while he's vulnerable.
3) Read the first page of it and call him a pervert, throwing the book at his face.
4) Say that you think Gai is cooler than him.
5) Draw a face on his mask.
6) While he's taking a shower hijack all of his masks.
7) Give him poorly drawn Yaoi featuring him and some absolutely random character for his birthday.
8) Ask to do his hair.
9) Cry when he says no.
10) Repetitively say "Please" In different voices until he says yes.
11) Dye it lime green.
12) Take his pants...or underwear if you prefer, and sell them on eBay.
13) Sneak into his room and blast Screamo while he's sleeping.
14) Steal all of his bedroom furniture and watch from a distance as he wakes up and gets an epic "WTF?" face.
15) Call him a pedophile for butt poking Naruto.
16) Tie him to a tree and spoil the ending of Icha-Icha Tactics for him.
RainI like it in the rain no one can see I'm crying,Rain9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All the pain is hidden while I'm slowly dying,
The streaks on my face I can blame on the rain,
HIding the lies and masking the pain,
The fear in my eyes is the only trace,
As the rain clears away every tear from my face,
The water slowly drips down from my hair,
In the rain no one need know that I'm even there,
Soaked to the skin every single part of me,
I love being in the rain as I'm finally free...
The Grand List of Japanese...The Grand List of Japanese...12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
NOTE: Sorry about the formating; this is the best I could do. There is NO OFFICIAL spelling for Romanjii.
The Grand List of
Japanese Word (Romanjii) - English Translation/Definition
Aibou - Partner (often in a loving sense)
Hikari - Light
Yami - Dark, Darkness
Mou hitori no boku - Literally: "My another of me"
Mou hitori no (name) - The other (name)
Kawaii - Cute
Konnichuwa - Hello
Ohiyo - Hello; more specifically, "good morning"
Daijoubu desu ka? - Are you all right? (formal)
Daijoubu? - You all right? (informal)
Daijoubu - I'm all right
Hai - Various meanings; mostly used as "yes"
Ne - Various meanings; mostly used to confirm something, or to draw someone's attention to something.
Oshii! - Delicious!
Itai! or Ichi! - Ouch
Mou hitori no oré - Literally: "My another of I"; a very loving way to refer to a person.
Fall Realisation (KakaSaku)Fall Realisation (KakaSaku)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
She was sitting on the bench, swinging her legs back and forth and letting the rays of the sun hit her face. She wasn't in the usual jounin attire. Instead she had skin tight spandex shorts that came to mid-thigh, a tight tank top and her shinobi boots. Her hair was still its same, vibrant pink and still cut to her shoulders. It had been tied up an hour or so ago but that was for training with Naruto and the rest of the Konoha 11. It was the Autumn festival tonight and she had promised Ino she would go. And Ino had also told them that she would make life a living hell for Hinata, Tenten and Sakura if they didn't appear with dates for it.
This wasn't a problem for Hinata and Tenten. Hinata had Naruto. Tenten had Neji. Ino had...the entire male population up to Genma's age. Sakura had...nobody.
At least she had her outfit and all the likes sorted. But she needed to find someone to go with otherwise she'd be in for a month (at the l
One More Time. Naruto X Reader Part 1One More Time. Naruto X Reader Part 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Just one more time. I want you to come at me with everything you've got. Don't hold back.” Naruto grounded himself down into his stance, readying himself for your future attack. “Let's do this already.”
“How are you not tired yet? We've been at this all morning long.” Slumped over and breathing heavily, you tried to summon up enough of your chakra to launch another attack. “Can't we at least take a short lunch break before we continue? We should have eaten something over an hour ago."
“We can eat after this next practice run.” He readjusted his stance and beckoned you to start with a slight movement of his hand. “Well, I'm waiting.”
“Gee Naruto, you've been training harder than Lee lately. You're wearing me out.” You forced yourself to stand up right, then quickly dropped into an offensive stance. “Promise me this will be the last time.”
Naruto nodded, giving you his si
White DeathWhite Death Hetalia StoryWhite Death6 years ago in Historical More Like This
Summary: Simo Hayha was one of the greatest snipers in the world. His country wants to thank him personally.
Countries/Pairings: Finland, mentions of Russia
Simo Hayha woke up in a place he couldnt recognize. A soft voice beside him said, Ah, youre awake. I wasnt sure you were going to rejoin us. Simo looked to the side and saw a young man with pale blond hair and reddish eyes smiling at him.
Where am I? Simo asked. The area looked vaguely familiar, but he couldnt place them.
Oh, thats right. You were unconscious when they found you. Youre in a hospital because you were shot in the head with an exploding bullet, the young man replied. By the way, I wanted to thank you for all youve done against Russia. Hes going to leave us alone now, thanks to you and your comrades.
Simo nodded. Youre welcome, he replied, but he wasnt sure who he
APH:: Stealing Your LifeCanada smiled to himself. There weren't many times he had ever felt positively proud of something he had done, or a goal he had acomplished but right now...he would admit he was suffering the sin of pride. It probably wasn't a smart thing to have done but he couldn't have cared less really - the point remained that he had finally done it.APH:: Stealing Your Life5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He'd finally reached his goal.
Finally done something no one else had.
He'd finally killed America.
He hadn't set out that day with the sole intent of killing America. It had just started out with America calling him over to watch some movie with him (probably called him because he'd already called every other nation in the world and they'd turned him down). So Canada, being the polite Canadian as he was, drove to America's house and knocked on the door. America had answered it.
"Who are you?" he had said.
Canada grit his teeth before answering, his words sounding like those you may hear from someone on the brink of commiting a homicidal act, "I'm C
The Beginnings of a Madman "What the hell...!" Britain grabbed for his phone blindly, unable to rip his eyes off the headlines for the first of November. He hit the speed dial and waited with a shaky hand for the other person to pick up the phone.The Beginnings of a Madman5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Yoooo, America here!"
"America, are you looking at the headlines!?"
"What are you talking about? I'm getting ready for elections!"
"Russia! What the hell happened to Russia!"
"He scared the heavens out of you last night, remember?"
England facepalm. "I know, I know, but what happened after that, you dolt?!"
"Lets see..." America put some thought into it. "I brought Russia to my house to scare you, then I sent him to scare Canada."
"Scare Canada?" England's frown was very apparent over the phone.
"Jeeze, whats got your panties in a bun-" The sound over the phone fell into a sudden silence as America stared at the headlines.
"World's Largest Country No Longer Exists."
Canada sat at his desk, doing papers. "Hm...? Really,
I am Hetalia!Draw your knife out, slice and dice~I am Hetalia!3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lick the blood off, tastes so nice~
Laugh it off, as they cry~
Show no mercy, 'cause it's goodbye~
I've finally lost my mind~
(GermanyxReaderxPrussia)2(GermanyxReaderxPrussia)(GermanyxReaderxPrussia)22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter Two- An unexpected twist
"Is this really going to work?" You grit your teeth, fingers locked in a death grip around your seat belt as the large black van bumped down the litter strewn streets.
"Trust me _____. Ven I come up ziz a plan, it always vorks."
Gilbert glanced over at you, ruined mouth hidden beneath clean white bandages. On your lap Antonio snorted from inside of his box.
"I remember this one plan you had Amigo. It involved me going into a dark room first. A truly brilliant plan."
You glanced down at Antonio, he smirked at you and continued teasing his friend.
"If I remember correctly I was decapitated and you died!"
"Zat vas vhen I vas alive! Zose plans don't count!!"
You sighed as Antonio began laugh, switching to Spanish as he began taunting his friend. Gilbert responded in German, glaring down at the Spaniards head. In the seat behind you Ludwig sighed, lips pressed into a thin line. N
Canada's RevengeHe made his breakfast, like every morning. His pancakes with his usual home made syrup. Today he invited his friends and his brother, France, England, and America. He had a bad feeling though. Even in the comfort of his home he was going to be attacked.Canada's Revenge3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Everyday, he thought.
There was always one country that attacked him and all for his brothers mistakes.
He couldn't take the abuse not one more day, not once more! He held his chin high and walked through his day proud to be in his prime as a country.
"America!" He herd shouted towards him. He didn't respond, no motion or noise. It was not his name so he had no reason to respond to it.
"Oi, America!" There was a sharp pain in his back. he turned to see, Cuba. His dark hair and skin were obvious.
"I'm not America. I'm Canada." He looked at Cuba and there was no change in his malice filled glare.
"I hate America. Your nothing but trouble!"
"I'm not America."
"You upset me so much! Attacking my people, trying to use my people!"
Snapped! Canada: Playing Games (2)Startled, Arthur looked back at the irritated Francis for a moment. The expression on Arthur's face made it look almost as if he were about to argue Francis didn't know what to do. Across the conference table, Matthew sat in a chair. His head was down, and shaggy, sandy-blonde hair hid his face. But Francis didn't wonder why his son was in such a dark, depressed mood. He already knew.Snapped! Canada: Playing Games (2)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Everybody already knew. It was impossible to forget.
The memory had branded itself into Francis's mind.
Francis frowned as he looked over the various papers in front of him. But, although he had been in the meeting for a while, he wasn't able to focus on what Germany was saying. And for good reason.
The meeting had begun a good while back, but the whole time, Francis couldn't help but get the feeling that something was nagging at the back of his mind. Like he was forgetting something. Or someone.
With a look up, he took in how many other countries were at the meeting, noticing that everyone w
My House NowHe wasn't entirely sure how he'd felt when he'd been kidnapped mainly because a metal pipe coming into contact with the back of one's head at an ungodly speed tends to impair feelings and limit thoughts to pain or blissful unconsciousness. However, had he been in full possession of all his mental faculties, he imagined that he would have been surprised. After all, it wasn't like anyone even noticed him, normally, let alone had enough of an interest in him to kidnap him.My House Now4 years ago in Horror More Like This
When he'd woken up in a tiny, damp, furniture-less room, with a locked door and bars on the windows, he'd felt two things; cold and pain. As consciousness had slowly returned, along with the power of coherent thought, they coalesced into the single, primal emotion of fear. He knew what had happened. He knew where he was. And, most importantly, he knew what was going to happen. So he'd shivered and cried and crawled into the corner furthest from the door and waited, eyes closed against the pain in his head.
me enamore de tiphineas la sostiene del brazome enamore de ti3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
P- escucha Izzy, se que estas enojada con migo pero necesito tenerte a mi lado necesito que me ayudes
I- no estoy de humor phineas!
P-porfavor es solo un minuto - la mira con cara de perrito
I-........................ mm.................... *suspiro*.. de acuerdo...... que necesitas?
P-bien en una nueva investigacion e descubierto algo interesante en mi
I- no entiendo que dices Phineas y te pedire que te apures y me digas rapido que es lo que pasa
P- bien lo que pasa es que descubrí que al verte me fallan los pies
la lengua me pesa al hablar tiemblo y sudo sin parar y esto me provoca pensarte................ por eso hare lo que tu y te lo explicare con una cancion.
Comienza a sonar la musica
P-aun no se como pasa esto de la musica pero lo mismo seguire...
Cuando estoy contigo crece mi esperanza
vas alimentando el amor de mi alma
y sin pensarlo el tiempo me robó el aliento,
qué será d mí si no te tengo?
Si no estás conmigo se m
Being Insane Ain't All Bad : Snapped!CanadaMatthew sat in the meeting room, listening to Alfred and Arthur argue during both of them trying to get there information out at the same time. The cerulean eyed boy looked to his twin brother, his eyes intent.Being Insane Ain't All Bad : Snapped!Canada2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
No one ever noticed him, especially not Alfred. The american was always rambling about being the hero, and being stronger than anyone else, even Ivan. Which, due to the facts on many wars, was proved. But that didn't give him any right to not even remember his own twin's name except possibly, maybe on Canada Day, where everyone was wishing others about it to remind him for a moment, that Canada, Matthew, his twin brother, had existed.
Arthur and Alfred had finished their current fight, and Alfred babbled on about America's affairs, since Arthur got tired of the battle and thought if he got his own presentation done first, then other things may get done as well. He thought wrong though, since when Arthur's turn came, the american was still babbling during most of it, earni
Hair DyeHair DyeHair Dye5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
If you look at an old family photo, most likely you'll see a loving, happy family of three. If you look closer you will see a second little, paler boy off to the side looking neglected and shy holding a small, white Polarbear with envy scorching in his pale lavender eyes as he looks to the other, bolder blond.
You first thought is "He's a ghost!"
unfortunately for this family he isn't. He is there youngest son. The most forgotten son,
The slim, pale-haired preteen was doing the dishes- Which I feel the need to tell you, is the patit boy's older brother's chore- When a random thought popped into his head. 'What if He was gone?"
The violet eyed boy quickly shook himself free of those words, only to find himself think about it more and more: Maybe his birthday wouldn't be forgotten until some odd weeks later. Maybe his good grades will be phased instead of his brother's poor ones being center of focus. Maybe he wouldn't be be left behind at the park and have to walk those u
PruCAN: Last daysPrucan: Last daysPruCAN: Last days2 years ago in Drama More Like This
I didn't want this to happen....is this you, Mattie? Is this...I thought...we were...you were...
Awesomer than this.
Sirens rang like church bells in a medieval village. Brown shoes fell against cracked, bloodied, fake marble from when Ronald Reagan was president. A blond haired nineteen-year-old stood before me. His eyes filled with so much pain--pain I knew from being a loner myself. Yet it was an emotionless pain. Like he didn't care, like he had made up his mind completely. And yet here he stood above the bodies of our classmates--his brother Alfred, the jackass he was--his cousin and our English teacher Arthur, and my best friend, Antonio. His plaid slacks drenched in blood from the bottom.
"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!"
"You know why. That's why I'm sparing you." Matthew stated with a nervous smile, tears draining down his cheeks as he pulled the gun to his head.
"WHAT THE FU-"
APH Snapped!Germany- Why did I hurt you...?READ THE DESCRIPTION BEFORE READING!!!APH Snapped!Germany- Why did I hurt you...?3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Germany stared at the ceiling, his cerulean blue eyes glaring at the textured pale white. His head was nestled carefully on his pillow, blond hair a complete, disheveled mess; a few strands were in his eyes, one stubborn one tickled his nose lighty. Ludwig didn't bother to push his hair out of his face, he didn't bother to get up from his bed. He didn't want to do anything. The concept of moving right now was enough to give the German an extensive headache which would lead to a migraine. His eyes flicked over to the maroon curtains which were pulled closed over his window. In the small gap in between the two pieces of fabric he could see a thin sliver of sunlight trying to force its way into his bedroom. He could see it creeping under the curtains and onto the floor, desperate to bathe his cold skin in golden light. Germany forced himself to move and rolled over, facing away from the slight intrusion of that disgusting thoug
As Long as She's Smiling (GaLe drabble)As Long as She's Smiling (GaLe drabble)7 months ago in Romance More Like This
As Long as She's Smiling
He'd always liked to perform. Always. Whether it was for a large crowd who hated him, or even just in front of his own mirror, he loved preforming. When he could put on those sunglasses, that suit, put his hands on that guitar and sing, he was happy.
Of course, he could understand why some people wouldn't like him. He was talented, obviously, he was probably the best singer he'd ever heard, but he understood why he was subjective.
He didn't look like the type of guy to sing. He looked like the type of guy to bash in faces of singers because they were "lame". When someone saw him normally, they'd cross to the other side of the street. He just wasn't the ideal performer, and that was okay.
He'd enjoy it anyway, even if people were throwing things at him or booing him off of the stage. He didn't mind it. He was doing what he loved, so he was happy no matter who or what was telling him he sucked. He found the ideal venue in Fairy Tail, which was a much bigge
tengo algo importante que decirteA ver como empezaremos... no quiero empezar como es comun.. ya saben "era una mañana tranquila en Danville Marie y Thomas y bla bla bla" mmmm creo que podemos decir que esa frase esta mas que utilizada.. asi que comenzaremos diciendo que no era una mañana normal.. si, no era una mañana para nada normal. porque? porque digamos que cierta personita pelirroja de unos 17 años la noche anterior se dio cuenta que le gusta su "primo" (si asi es, por fin) y esta tratano de que su crebro procese toda esa informacion, pero claro ella no quiere que el se entere por lo que se aleja y esto provoca que la quieran encontrar no es asi? asi que asi comenzara mi historia con esa duda... Donde esta Marie?tengo algo importante que decirte3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Thomas: oye Jazz viste a Marie?
Jazz: no y ahora que lo mencionas no la veo hace ya un rato
thomas: que raro, no notaste algo raro en ella
Jazz: no, la ultima vez que la vi estaba totalmente bien aunque me dijo que tenia algo en que pensar seriamente
Thomas: entoces ya
Seventeen years. Corrió entre todos los invitados hasta la puerta, aún abierta, para escapar de su segura confusión. Mis intentos por perseguirla fueron inútiles, todos me agobiaban con saludos de cumpleaños y esas idioteces. La perdí de vista. Se había ido. ¿Qué hice? Sí tan sólo... Pudiera volver el tiempo.. Y no decirle...Seventeen years.2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
(3 horas antes)
Estaba absolutamente solo en mi casa, sentado en el sillón. Mi hermana había ido de viaje con Christopher y mis padres decidieron viajar con ellos para sobreprotegerla. Claro, como soy el hombre entre los gemelos Smith, me dejaron cuidar la casa. Miré el calendario una vez más. 30 de julio, día de mi cumpleaños número 17.
Apenas podía creer que me hayan dejado completamente solo, sabiendo lo irresponsable que era. ¿Qué más da? Debo aprovechar que estoy solo. Haré una fiesta en la casa. Con chicas y alcohol. Una fiesta que marcará mi vida por completo. Sé que no tengo la edad para tomar, pero nada me importaba. Escuché que Nathan estaba enfermo, asi
The Brothers and The Heiress 1"Itachi?"The Brothers and The Heiress 15 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Itachi followed the direction his little brother's finger was pointing to. When he came to the end, he just stared.
"Sasuke, that would be a girl. A Hyuuga girl, to be specific. And it's rather rude to point."
Sasuke's finger dropped, but his inquiry didn't. "Why is she staring at us?" The five year old shivered, instinctively reaching up for Itachi's shirt. Itachi didn't mind. "Don't tell me she's going to follow me everywhere like the other girls?" Sasuke scrunched up his face in distaste; Itachi smiled slightly. While he knew just how...devious girls could be, he knew for a fact that the little Hyuuga Sasuke had pointed to would not be a problem. In fact, just thinking about her being a fangirl widened his smile a fraction, but just a fraction - Uchiha men aren't made to smile often.
"Why don't you talk to her, Sasuke?"
The boy shook his head and clutched his brother's shirt tighter. Itachi removed his hands and then started towards the spot w
Confessions-STANXKYLEI set up the camera in my room, making sure that everything was put together correctly and that there was a tape in the slot. Yes, I'm old school and prefer cassette tapes over digital cameras. After everything was set, I made sure the camera was in focus and checked everything I set up quickly.Confessions-STANXKYLE5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I smiled at my success, I hit record then sat on my bed and faced the camera, "Hi, my name is Kyle Broflovski. I'm 16 and am currently attending South Park High School, which makes me a junior. People tell me I'm cute and have a hot ass though I'm not sure why."
I shuddered at what I was about to say, "I'm Jewish as my fatass kind of friend Eric Cartman loves pointing out and making fun of me for it all the time. My friend Kenny McCormick and super best friend Stan Marsh stick up for me which pisses him off but eh. Speaking of Stan, that's who I wanted to talk about."
I sighed, "Everyone thinks I'm gay for him and that I'm the reason Stan and Wendy Testaburger broke up. Well, I hate to bur
Snapped!Canada"Do you remember me now?"Snapped!Canada4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sharp words came out as a croon;
A comforting whisper,
That didn't match the fierce gaze in his eyes;
The blood lust,
Matthew had finally snapped.
Arthur could croak nothing;
His lungs were filled with the crimson liquid,
That Matthew had tried so very hard,
To make pour out of every square inch of his body.
Not every area,
Only the places that could count.
His chest, his throat,
His left eye.
All the pain,
It was pure agony.
It made Arthur want to die,
To end the pain.
Eventually, he was able to cough out,
In a slur,
"Just end it, Matthew. Just end my life."
"As if I'd give you the fucking satisfaction,"
Matthew spat out,
Gripping the Brit's arm and digging his nails into the pale flesh.
A cry escaped;
A blood curling shreak,
As Matthew dug his knife into the area where he had just clawed.
"Deal with it. After all..."
His lips found the other's ear.
"You're the mother fucking British Empire. Man up."
And with that, he dropped hi