I Hate Storms. -YunJae-Yunho was in his room reading a book about the next place the band was traveling to; he looked out his window and saw a thunderstorm brewing outside. He particularly liked thunderstorms and loved hearing it, but there was someone else in the house that definitely didn't like thunderstorms.More Like This
There was a knock on Yunho's door. "Y-yunho?" came a shaking voice through the wood paneling.
"Jae?" Yunho went over and opened his door and on the other side, was Jaejoong standing in the doorframe, shaking, with a fearful glint in his eyes.
"C-can I s-stay with you?" he asked in a small voice.
"Of course you can. Are you scared?" Yunho asked him while putting a hand on his arm; just then, the thunder crashed with made the windows shudder and the wind started howling even more..
Jaejoong flinched and clenched his eyes shut, covering his ear with his hands.
"Hey, Jae it's alright." Yunho said wrapping his arm around the other boy's waist and leading Jaejoong into his room.
Jaejoong let himself be lea
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Title: Love Is A Funny Thing
Pairing: YunJae, Hint of YooSu
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Slight Drama
Summary: Yunho returns from a meeting only to find the apartment empty. But wait Jaejoong is there. But Jaejoong doesn't seem happy for some reason. Unspoken feelings emerge due to conflict. What is the income?
Yunho sighed softly as he slipped off his soaked jacket and ran a hand through his damp light brown hair. His tired eyes flickered around the quiet apartment that he shared with his four good friends. Usually the place would be filled with laughter or shouting caused by the charismatic Junsu and smart aleck Changmin. But the place was silent. Almost eerie. Yunho felt a shiver go down his spine as he shook the feeling off and started to walk towards his room. The meeting had taken longer than he expected, his hyungs knew how to keep a boring conversation going.
Something caught his eye. His eyebrows furrowed as he turned his head to see light filt
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He could feel his eyelids, and they felt like they weighed ten pounds each. It was a struggle just to keep himself awake. He shook his head for what had to be the eighth time that night and watched as his manor grew larger in the distance.
The taxi slowed to a halt outside Vlad's large house, and the driver turned to look at him. Without a word, Vlad handed the man his debit card so that he could pay for the ride.
The driver swiped Vlad's card. Vlad entered his pin, and took his card back. He stepped out of the taxi and took a moment to look up at the starry sky. He knew it was late, very late, perhaps three or four in the morning. With a sigh, he went around to the back of the sedan and popped the trunk to get his suitcase.
Vlad gave the taxi driver as short wave as he drove away, then took hold of his suitcase and started up the front walk. His trip to Washington D.C. had been exhausting, but well worth it. He would be on the phone a lot the next few days, working
pleaseVlad walked into the hospital room and looked at the small figure on the bed "H How did he survive threw it?" he asked,More Like This
"We found him on the side of the road, his friends were at the house minutes before, his sister asked him to take the trash out and put the bins on the road side as he walked his friends out the house, the explosion was powerful."
"And there are no other Survivors?" he asked the police officer who stood behind him,
"No Sir, anyone in the house was killed, whatever Mr and Mrs Fenton were working on this time went wrong." He said, Vlad nodded
"Not for the first time." He muttered as he watched Danny sleep
"Never mind, I would like to be alone with Daniel if that is alright?"
"Of course there will be some people from social serves tomorrow to take him to " Vlad spun around on the spot to look at him and frown
"No Daniel is coming home with me, I've seen his parents Will in the event of their death Daniel or J Jazz were to come to me if they are unde
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It was Nero birthday and he was out with friends at this bar he likes to go to, he been drink booze and eating from the noodle bar, he smiled as the bar staff brought out a large purple icing cake with 18 candles on it, while looking at the purple cake with gold stairs and sliver balls he started thinking about his life and he made the same wish he made every year on his birthday , he would close his eyes and instead of thinking this wish he whispered it pass his lips "I wish there was something more." He whispered with a small smile
"So Nero what did you wish for?" asked his friend
"That would be telling." He smiled taking another sip from his drink.
Later on in the night when the noise got too much for him he step outside into the cold winter air, walked a little down the road from the bar moving down the coble roads to the railings that over looked the still inky sea below him, the orange street laps shone down on him give a false warm glow, he sighed he loved his life he
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"Oh not again!" I thought sitting up in my bed I looked around the room and saw my college roommate sleeping on top of her bed covers, I moved over and pulled the spear blanket out from under her bed and pulled it over her and set glasses on the table and walked over to my desk and pulled open my lap top and started a new word document.
I remembered my dream so well like I was really there, the smells of the food and the baths salts, the people the monsters no not monsters, spirits yes that's right spirits, there was one thing on my mind through whole of this dream well two things save my mum and dad's bacon in more ways than one and find a dragon spirits called Haku or his real name Kohaku after the river. After I typed what I could remember I looked at the clock and thought there is not much point on sleeping, so I got up and had a shower and got changed in a pair of faded blue jeans and a dark green shirt tying my hair in a lose bun with my purple hair tie that I had since I was 8 a
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"Mum, we need to talk!" the black girl barked her mother looks up from packing boxes to see her 15 year old daughter, her eyes looked the same as her mother's warm chest nut brown
"Yes Ivy and have you finished packing your room?" she asked
"Mum I am 16 tomorrow and you're moving us tonight, what is going on?" the young girl demanded, her mother smiled and stood up wiping her hands
"Hun I told you that once you turn 16 we would go and live with your father I wanted you have a good childhood and a good education, I will explain more once we get to the gate!" she said placing a hand on her kid's shoulder "Now have you finished packing your room?"
"Yes, I'm going to go a say good bye to my friend's if that is okay?" she asked
"Of course just be back by 5 oaky!"
"Okay mum!" Ivy said grabbing her coat and walking out the front door, her mother stood there smiling to herself and shaking her head
"Oh Haku only if you knew how much trouble your daughter is!" she said closing the box
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By Kindred aka DarkSiderMoments
*Sorry for any bad spelling for grammar*
Chihiro stood facing the group of people coming to shake her hand and to say sorry for her lost, three days straight saying sorry bring her food that involved egg or jelly of sorts as hurt and as sad she was she put on a brave face holding back the tears, she still hurt from car crash, cuts and bruise lay across her body, "Oh Chihiro I am so so sorry my dear girl what are you going to do with this house?" asked a friends of her mother who has been trying to sell their home since they moved in 8 years ago when she was 10, Chihiro looked at her and took a deep breath before saying
"I am going to stay in this house as long as I want and I am not going to sell it seem it is mine!" she said walking away from her.
As she waited for people to leave her house after the wake that she didn't even want, she looked around the empty house listen to it settle creaki
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It’s been a months since Seren had woken up with canines growing into fangs and his pupils turns into slits; and he was off word with other teens that was part of the young training program, Morgan wasn’t that far off he was busy talking to some Tok’ra who are helping them with the training “Your boy is a very skilled fighter.” A brunette said looking back at Morgan
“He is.” He smiled as he looked back at Seren listen to Sam Carter telling them what they need to do.
“Okay so this is simple, you are in groups of 4 or 5 and each team have a to save someone who is a fellow team member, and work together…I mean you Dean.” She said looking at one boy
“Oi what?” He said
“Okay you got until sun down to save a fellow team mate and to come back.” She said “GO!” She yelled and the teens ran off in their groups, Morgan shook his head and smiled as his Aunt walked over to him “Cameras up?”