SL: WLB Ch. 2
What Lies Beneath
The picture was seven-years-old today. The daily wear of being handled was apparent in the many creases and folds that the woman now tried to smooth away. A sob caught in her throat and she gripped the bookshelf to stable herself. She shouldn't have brought it out now, not while her son was home. It would only cause him pain. She took a deep breath and slid the picture behind another in a nearby frame.
"What fell?" Her son surprised her as he came from the next room.
"Oh, Kaito! You scared me." His mother ruffled his hair and went back into the kitchen. "It was just your father's picture. The frame stand gave way." She told him and picked up his ninja tools that she had been attending to.
"Oh. I hope my picture turned out all right", the twelve-year-old boy said for the fourteenth time since he'd arrived home. He set the soiled dinner plates on the counter and turned to his mother who was busy sharpening his kunai on the opposite counter. Her blond pon
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Disclaimer: I do NOT own either Inuyasha or Prince of Tennis
Summary: Ryoma's sister is finally moving in to live with him. She's been at the top of her sport since she's begun. Will she become Japan's tennis princess, and help with the revolution take Japan's tennis players to the next level?
Pairing: Kagome/Shuusuke, OC/Ryoma, An/Kamio or Momoshiro
AN: As always translations are at the end of the chapter. There are bound to be mistakes as I typed half of this on my cellphone. If you catch any mistakes, please leave a review with a quote of the sentence with the mistake.
A dark haired girl, looking to be about thirteen years old, walked out of the main office of Seishun Gakuen. Her long blue-black hair flowed down past her waist, and her catlike eyes gleamed the bright hazel that she and her family were known for. A barely there tan colored the girl's pale skin indicating hours of dedication to her support. The girl
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"Who did you say was a super-ultra short kid?!"
"Who did you call an ultra hyper midget?!"
"Who did you call miniature size?!"
"Who did you call a shorty who's so small that he's barely visible and hard to target?!"
"Who did you call a shorty that has to be looked through a magnifying glass to actually be seen?!"
"Who are you calling a bean?!"
"Who are you calling a super midget that makes you want to step on him?!"
"Who are you calling a tiny bug that escapes the wrath of a shoe because he's so small that he fits in the grooves and can't get squashed??!"
"Oh yes, I'm so small that you can't see me amongst the grains of sand, like always--!"
"Who're you calling small enough to fit in a microhematocrit tube?!"
"Who are you calling smaller than Endolimax nana??!"
"Who're you calling so small you have to use an oil immersion lens to see him??!"
"Hey!!! Who's calling me a short little shrimp you can't even
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The freezing rain whipped across the white dog mask covering the woman's face so violently that she raised a hand to steady it in case the straps around her head decided to give. The cold slush stung her exposed fingers yet somehow the pain brought relief. It kept her rooted to the field where she stood overlooking the eerily quiet village through the cluster of trees ahead, eyes searching for any sign of movement.
The thigh-high grass hissed as someone approached. She didn't turn away from the village as the man stepped beside her. They had spent their childhood together; it wasn't hard to determine his chakra from someone else's. He was nervous much like he had been when they were Genin, a trait Ami had thought he'd grown out of. The ANBU corps had forced them to grow up quickly and sometimes it seemed they had grown twenty years over the two they had been enlisted.
"Something doesn't feel right," Kai observed solemnly. Ami stole a glance at her former-teammate. He ha
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Where am I?
Is someone there?
"You okay?" I looked up to see a young boy around my age. He had brown hair up in a ponytail. He was actually kind of cute. "I said are you okay?" He asked again. "Uh I think so where am I?" I asked. "You're in the village hidden in the leaves, also known as Konoha" He replied. "Oh right I forgot I was on a trip here with my parents when I guess I got lost and somehow " I stuttered "You fainted." He replied. "Yeah" I nodded. My parents where were they am I lost I felt tears form in my eyes. "Oh man don't cry ." He stammered "But I don't know where they are " I cried. "Man how troublesome " He sighed. I looked up to see him reach out his hand towards me. "Here how about we hang out and try to look for them okay?" He asked. "Kay"
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"Maybe we could watch a movie?" Suggested Megan. Even though they knew she would ultimately chose some kiddy movie, the team agreed. After spending nearly twenty minutes rummaging through the massive DVD closet the JLA had set up for them Megan returned with what she deemed a suitable movie for the team to watch, "Oliver and Company."
"Really?" Thought Kid Flash.
"Honestly?" Artemis grimaced. Still, neither one made any audible comment. Within five minutes the DVD was set up and the popcorn was being passed around. The team settled into their seats and watched in bored silence as the outdated coming attractions dragged on.
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Wally West wasn't really paying attention to the singing animals, and if asked about it later he couldn't have told you the plot but one song suddenly caught his attention.
"Why should I worry? Why should I ca-a-are?" Suddenly Wally was flooded
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The team had just gotten back after spending several weeks off in the Mid-East looking into a terrorist plot which turned out to be a joke. They were in dire need of some relaxation time.
"POOL PARTY!" shouted Kid Flash as he cannonballed into the small pool just outside of HQ.
Aqualad carefully placed his belongings on a nearby table and dove in, arms extended, with every bit of grace you would expect from someone who has spent most of his life under water.
Robin took a running start and back flipped into the deep end. In true form he still had on his glasses, even underwater.
Superboy jumped nearly ten feet in the air before coming down hard in the middle of the pool, splashing out most of the water and bringing about half hearted complaints from the rest of the team.
Artemis and Megan just looked at each other.
"Aren't you guys coming?" asked Kid Flash impatiently.
"Give me a minute Baywatch, some of us actually like to take our time getting in the water," Ar
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This is where they always end up. No matter how hard they try to rid themselves of each other, they always seem to end up right back where they started. In this bed, her head resting against his chest, his hand absently stroking her hair. Their eyes open.
He's tried leaving her. Tried multiple times over the years, but only succeeded once. That one time was two weeks ago, when things just spiraled out of control and each jab went a step farther than the last.
He exhales and touches his nose to her head, in an unusually deep amount of thought. He doesn't know why he keeps coming back here, why he keeps putting himself though this. He doesn't even know if it's worth it. He sometimes thinks it is, and other times it feels like he's grabbing for something that's already gone. Or maybe it was never even there.
This last thought sticks out abruptly and he blinks, refocusing, and almost shakes his head at himself. No, the feeling for her was always there. Or else he never wo
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At train stations, or airports, or anywhere really where people were coming and going, there were always tears. Always. It didn't really matter if they were tears of joy, like the ones coming from a woman with a particularly flashy ring on her finger as she met her well dressed husband, or tears of sadness like the ones coming from the little girl with a bow in her hair and a teddy bear in her hand watching her mother walk into the train without a second glance.
There weren't any tears on her face, though, which was something that she was grateful for. If she had cried she never would have forgiven herself.
Adjusting the black strap from her bag so that it was situated more comfortably on her shoulder Artemis double checked her ticket so that she got on the