AloneHe's got no understanding.Alone7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The world is so demanding.
How long can he withstand it?
He's never felt so much alone.
She left him empty-handed,
And now his heart is stranded.
He'll have to take this plane and land it,
Somewhere with no place to call his home.
Why must the world be so cruel?
Do we have anything better to do,
Than sit and break each others hearts,
And tear ourselves apart?
There's nothing to comprehend.
We'll destroy till the bitter end,
And it will never be enough.
So tell me how there's such a thing as love.
She goes on pretending.
Is it never-ending?
Is there a way he can mend it,
Though he knows it can't be the same?
His hand won't stop shaking,
And his heart, it keeps breaking.
It's like a dream, but he's not waking,
Cause he's bound in all these chains.
Why must the world be so gray?
No colors for us today.
He thinks there's no one else to find.
Why bother to even try?
There's nothing to comprehend.
We destroy again and again.
And in this world where it's never enoug
Why Does the Witch Cry?: StoryHer name was Sunny.Why Does the Witch Cry?: Story7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She was seventeen years old, and already the sort of beautiful that would have lasted forever. She was an accomplished gymnast and dancer, and had a remarkably haunting singing voice that landed her the lead in her school musicals each year. She got good grades, dressed appropriately, had perfect blonde hair, snowy white skin, and bright blue eyes. Her teachers loved her, she got along with everyone, and never once stopped smiling. Her father was a pastor and raised her to be a good Christian, and she spread love and compassion graciously. Her parents were proud.
She was born on Christmas Eve, and endured being dressed as an angel year after year. She loved the Christmas spirit, and at the age of four, belted forth an incredible rendition of "Hark! The Herald Angels Sing" at both her preschool and church, bringing warmth and joy to people in her city. She started school smoothly, waving a h
YOU'RE KIDDING part 3The next two months of Kisames life could best be described as an insane balancing act.YOU'RE KIDDING part 37 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Pein had started sending him on solo assignments, leaving the pregnant Uchiha by himself for days on end. When he got back, he then had to split his free time between doing the paperwork for his missions (a task usually left to the weasel), spending time with Itachi, enduring his sickness and mood swings, and then training on the side. Naturally, he was about to drop dead from exhaustion.
Kisame! Deidara cried one morning, rushing across the kitchen to the table, where Kisame was sitting. The shark had obviously been about to eat breakfast, when hed passed out into his cereal bowl, and now appeared to be drowning.
A few good shakes from the bomber awoke Kisame, and he jerked himself into a sitting position, spluttering. What happened?
You almost drowned in your cornflakes again, un, Deidara said, shaking his head. Youd be better
YOU'RE KIDDING part 5~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~months go by~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~YOU'RE KIDDING part 57 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Kisame opened the refrigerator door, immediately followed by a sigh. The fridge was empty. Again.
The shark walked out of the kitchen and straight into the living room, looking for his partner. Sure enough, there was Itachi, sitting on the couch and eating a loaf of bread that was dipped into a jar of peanut butter at intervals. Damn Itachi, how much are you going to eat?
As much as the baby needs. And I though you said youd still love me if I got fat.
Kisame merely shook his head and sat down by his lover. Itachi had reached the phase of his pregnancy where he was practically gaining a pound a week, and was eating the rest of the Akatsuki out of house and home.
The Uchiha suddenly grabbed hold of Kisames hand and brought it to his stomach, pressing it against his bulging belly. It didnt take long for Kisame to feel the baby kick against his hand. Its getting more active latel
YOU'RE KIDDING part 4~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~three months later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~YOU'RE KIDDING part 47 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Itachi was finally showing physical signs of being pregnant. The Uchihas belly was sticking out now, growing bigger little by little as the days went on. His morning sickness had finally passed, but his strange appetite remained unchanged. Hed even managed to get his mod swings fairly under control, so Pein would let him leave his room now. However, the Uchiha still rarely left his chambers for one reason; Konan.
You have to tell me what gender it is! Konan begged.
Konan, not even Kisame and I will know until its born, the Uchiha explained for the thousandth time. The two Akatsuki had decided theyd let the gender be a surprise.
No fair! the female whined. How am I supposed to know what color clothes to get?!
We are not raising an emo child, Kisame said, walking into the room.
Wont that agi
YOU'RE KIDDING part 6Itachi always tried to remain calm, cool, and collected. He considered it important to never show any signs of suffering or weakness, and always remain stoic on the outside.YOU'RE KIDDING part 67 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
That was before he spent eight hours in labor without any painkillers.
Mother fu-OWWW! he screamed, twisting the bed sheets beneath his fingers.
Angel, calm down! Kisame said, standing beside the hospital bed the weasel was lying in. Hed been transferred to the hospital wing as soon as Konan was certain he was going into labor, and was now under the watchful gaze of the shark, Pein, and the kidnapped medic.
Dont tell me to calm down! Itachi snapped.
Please, I need both of you to leave! the medic pleaded, moving to the foot of the bed. The last thing she needs right now is more stress!
Out of the question! Pein said, folding his arms across his chest. We are not budging until-
GET OUT! Itachi shrieked.
YOU'RE KIDDING part 7~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~two years later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~YOU'RE KIDDING part 77 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A small blue-haired girl toddled into the kitchen, looking around. The room was oddly vacant, meaning she had no one to play with. To make matters worse, both Kisame and Itachi had been sent on a mission, so she couldnt call for her parents. Jashin dammit!
Wait, someone was coming! The girl hurried to the other doorway as fast as her small legs could carry her. Sure enough, Hidan came storming into the room moments later, looking ticked off. Hidan! she squealed.
Go away kid, he muttered, dropping his scythe on the floor before walking to the fridge. Ive had a fucked up day.
Oooooooh! she said, looking to the Jashinists discarded weapon. She walked over, reaching out to touch the bright red blades-
Back off bitch! Hidan ordered, pushing her back to avoid her getting cut on the deadly weapon. Unfortunately for him, she stumbled and fell down
EMO ANGEL part 20It didnt look like Itachis mother was going to get out of the hospital anytime soon, and the Uchihas father refused to let the kids spend their evenings outside the house. Hed call every fifteen to thirty minutes on the house phone and demand to speak to both Uchiha siblings before hanging up.EMO ANGEL part 207 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The weasel was currently in his room, staring up at his ceiling in complete silence. He missed Kisame; it had been over a week since hed been to the sharks apartment, and he was missing his boyfriend terribly.
The phone rang from outside his room, and he sighed as he rose to his feet, exiting the room.
Sasuke was already there, having picked up the phone. He was listening to his father speak, a frown on his face. Heres Aniki, he said, quickly handing the phone to Itachi and bolting from the room.
Were still here. Quit calling, Itachi muttered, slamming the phone down. He turned around and walked back up to his room, knowing f
EMO ANGEL part 23Not deep enough. That's what the nurses and doctors kept saying. Thank goodness the cuts weren't deep enough. How fortunate he was that the wound wasn't deep enough. It almost made him sick.EMO ANGEL part 237 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
His whole life had been nothing but pain. Children at school, relatives at home, even people on the streets; all of them stabbed him over and over again, cutting the vulnerable ould he couldn't protect.
Shisui had been there to heal the cuts, only to leave even worse ones when he left. And then, when he died...Itachi was certain something huge and irreplaceable had been ripped from his being for all eternity.
Years passed, with no change in the cruelty of others towards him. His mind began to crumble, along with his spirit. Finally, he'd given himself cuts on the arms. Now he had scars on his mind, body, and soul.
Things had changed again when Kisame came. He wasn't sure how the blue man had done it, but Kisame had been able to heal many of the wounds he carried on the inside, and prevented more fr
i write like a five year old.as we were driving, a satellite sent me urgent messages to be a home for you. they were hidden in commercials for new houses. the messages said they needed to be sold now now now and filled with people eating and loving and sleeping and leaving it and coming back. everyone needs a home. i turned off my radio because i don't want you to be reminded of what you don't have.i write like a five year old.7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
it was quiet then. i liked the silence, because i can listen to you breathing. if we were silent long enough, i can imagine your warm breath filling up the car, mixing with mine, until what was inside of me could be inside of you. i think you would find that creepy, so i promise myself never to tell you. you hate silence, and a wave of irritation crossed your face. it is fascinating. i almost hit a car, watching.
i parked and we walked. i walk too fast for most people, and it's annoying because i don't slow down. i expect others to speed up to my pace, or risk becoming a blur in the past. you are not like
WHAT IS PRECIOUSWhat was precious to him? The question repeated itself over and over in Kakuzu's head, driving away all other thoughts.WHAT IS PRECIOUS7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He'd been asked this by Tobi earlier that day. The kid was running all over the base, trying to find someone to play with or annoy, whichever proved easier to do. He'd run in to Kakuzu and Hidan's shared room, deciding to hang around the banker for a while since the zealot was absent. Kakuzu had done his best to balance his checkbook and ignore Tobi, which was much easier said then done, since the masked nin wouldnt shut up. "Is that money special to Kakuzu?" the kid had asked.
"All money is special to me, Tobi."
"Does that make it precious?"
"Why are you asking?" the banker replied, getting more and more annoyed with the boy's presence and questions.
"Because Tobi wants to know what precious means! Sasori said his puppets are precious, and Kisame said Samehada was precious, and Zetsu said his garden was precious! So, if Tobi finds out what people think is preci
EMO ANGEL part 22The next half-hour of Kisame's life was a blur. Fugaku had come into the bathroom, probably to tell Kisame to shut up, and seen hsi son. The medics were called, the father drove off in a car to pick up Sasuke, and the ambulance to the Uchiha away. None of that truly registered in the shark's mind, except for four words one of the medics had said when they found Itachi.EMO ANGEL part 227 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He has a pulse.
Kisame walked briskly down the hall of the ICU, trying not to draw attention to himself and failing miserably. He'd just hiked all the way across town to get to the hospital, and he really didn't feel like putting up with patients gawking at him.
As he turned another corner, he saw a familiar teen sitting outside the door of one room. His pace quickened as he walked to the kid, stopping beside him. "How is he?"
Sasuke looked up at Kisame, a haggard expression on his face. "Bad. He's better, but it's really bad."
"Where's your dad?"
"Dunno," Sasuke r