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The Change Of Season ((Nagito X Izuru One Shot))
There's something hidden in the clouds like a secret mother nature is trying to sing to the summer winds.  
 If I looked carefully enough, I can see the cute sheep and bunnies in the white fluff but sometimes I like to find lots of different pictures and make a story. I see... I can see a dragon. Of course, the dragon must have kidnapped the sheep and the heroic bunny wants to save him. It's fun how something so simple can be so exciting. Especially on a day like this, a warm summer day by myself. While most people would want to swim or hang out with friends, I was content here. If I closed my eyes and relaxed into the grass, I could feel the earth itself breathing ever so softly.
I didn't mind being alone, sometimes the silence brings me a peace I don't find often but if I were asked, I wouldn't hesitate to run into the water with some friends. Yet, nobody asks. I don't expect them to invite someone like me and so I got used to the silence. Is that bad? I'm not sure. A gentl
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True Reality ((Nathaniel X Chloe One Shot))
What do you call this reality?
What do you call real life?
In a sense, every fantasy world is a reality on its own, isn't that right? It exists, doesn't it?
Why is it just the world we live in we called reality? Thousands of realities all around us, thousands of people, thousands of voices, maybe even millions. These faces feel so lifelike, these eyes seem to look right at me. These don't count as real too? These fictional people are just in a different reality.
Why can't they... Come together?
I never felt attached to my reality, like I was imprisoned in the middle with no real escape. When I created, I could enter that special reality I made on my own but... Why did my head feel so fuzzy?
I couldn't think straight. It was like a drug, entering that alternate reality. It made me angry if I... Made a mistake. The small flaws if my hand shook, if I spaced off, if I couldn't get the hands quite right, I couldn't let those flaws exist.
Not in my reality.
It's all mine.
It has to be perfec
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It ((Beta Nagito X Canon Nagito One Shot))
He could feel the eyes behind him, peering into his back, watching him as he worked. He tried to ignore it but the feeling of that disgusting staring grew more intense, more like his soul was being observed. Still, he kept his attention on his work, his bony fingers piecing together the clues he'd found so far. Every so often, he'd release a small sigh or adjust his glasses. Hearing a small hiccup from behind, the male finally exhaled with impatient annoyance. "Can I help you?" He didn't bother turning around, knowing full well who it was. It was... Well, it was him. This was all just a dream, right? It was a complete dream that he met another version of himself and it was batshit crazy. The only reason he tolerated this counterpart around was that it was somewhat intelligent if it wanted to be, not spouting nonsense and whatnot. Even if he didn't want it around, it followed him everywhere anyway, usually not saying a word. He couldn't get rid of it.
Speaking of the "it", he'd yet to n
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Blazing Stars Chapter One ((Homestuck Story))
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​​​​​​  Another scream rippled through the air. The shadowed woman ripped at the bed. Her breaths heavy and shallow.
"Hang in there. You're almost there."
A young man gripped her hand. "You can do it. Push!"
The woman screamed again and obeyed.
Then it was silent. The doctor moved to pick up the newborn baby, frozen still.
Another man approached and gazed over his kin. "Are they..."
"No. She's alive." The doctor set down the baby and moved the limbs around. Moments passed and finally the child's shrill cry rang out.
"She's gonna be okay." The doctor handed the child to the father. "But... Your wife... Sir, I don't think she'll make it. She was too weak."
The man held the baby close and kneeled beside the panting woman. His heart shattered in his chest. "No. No Ally, my girl. Don't leave me. You'll make it. Please. Please meet our beautiful baby girl." The man held out the baby to the mother. She meekly
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Bathing In Blood
 A crack of light shooting across the sky, exploding like a firework in less than a moment.
  What followed after was the drum of thunder, pounding, pulsing, the dangerous game of the storm directly above had an effect on all but one.
Black tears, oynx blood, and the disgusting scent of death all mingled together under the pouring rain. It seemed like the sky would never return to the gentle blue again.
Death was all that remained and those that were lucky enough to survive had already run off to save their miserable lives. Though a heart was beating, the crushing of the human soul was enough to damn them to death later. Nothing mattered anymore, they were all gone.
Even the one that caused such despair had been obliterated.
 The lifeless eyes, glazed over with each decaying body as if watching their murderer's pain. Even without a beating heart, without a mind to think, with no soul to judge, they all seemed to be saying "You should die" as he crossed their paths. "You
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A Bit Of Both ((Danganronpa One Shot))
  The silence left a window of opportunity for a shrill scream to echo from someplace unknown. The anger digging its claws into my chest erupted in a crack in my mind. Before I realized what was happening, I felt a drop of water slide down my cheek.
It sounded like a drop of rain hitting concrete. Not glistening in the light, as it should have been, but eerily dark, lacking the reflection of the bright rays. It seemed to pass by so quickly, it took me a moment to register I was crying, but it felt like it had been lingering for so long after it was already gone, leaving a small puddle in its wake on the ground.
I couldn't stop myself from allowing more tears to slide down my cheeks.
"Oh Naegi, aren't you just so precious?"
A voice whispered from behind. I whipped my head around but I couldn't see anything. It was too dark to see two feet in front of me, even if I squinted.
"So full of hope."
I turned around again to be met with a grinning face only centimeters from mine. For half
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Who's Behind The Mask (Nathaniel X Reader Oneshot)
The twinkling stars shining the dark night sky were interrupted by a bright flash from below. Sparks scattered in all directions into the air, catching the attention of the residents below.
After a couple seconds, another one went off, and one after that, each following the lead of the first.
"Fireworks!" A girl beside me giggled happily. "Its finally here!"
Her blue eyes shone with excitement as she couldn't tear her eyes away from the scene. I wanted to watch the fireworks but the way her bright orbs lit up, I couldn't help smiling to myself.
I wasn't quite sure how long we had been waiting for this to start, but my happiness swelled as I realized... The traditional Japanese festival had finally arrived in Paris.
 "I'll race you to the elevator!" The girl backed away from the railing with a grin. I returned the smile with one of my own and looked down below once more. We were too high up to make out the details but the shine of lanterns from the gathering below the tower was har
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Fuyuhiko's Loss
This was the end. Did I die?
It felt like I was floating on air. My mind detached from my physical being and for a moment I was flying to nowhere and then... Pain.
As though I had fallen. I wanted to scream or cry out, beg for mercy but when I opened my eyes, I was met with a gentle light. I inhaled, then exhaled. Over and over again as though I was making sure I was really alive. My heart pounded, my lungs expanded and contracted, I could move my fingers and then my body suddenly surged without my control, I was pushed to a sit. I had to blink and then felt something on my head. What...
Was this?
When I reached up. My fingers grazed a wired object. I gripped them all and in a sharp tug, I ripped them off, looking down to the somewhat metal pieces that had been attached to me. I wasn't laying in any bed either. It was cold and hard, shining a bright cyan. It was shaped like a coffin, creepily enough to fit my size.
I hadn't died, right? I know I was alive. I can't quite remember what I
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Bottle It Away ((Makoto X Aoi One Shot))
What is this sinking feeling? This anger clawing at my gut refused to go away.
Why couldn't I...?
I couldn't sleep.
I opened my eyes to be met with the darkness of my own room. Well, was it my room?
It's where I slept, but it wasn't my room.
It was my prison.
It's not fair...
I haven't done anything to be trapped here!
I pushed myself to a sit, causing the covers to slide off my body. I couldn't help but feel gross though. After all this time of being trapped here, clothes and bathing were limited. I released a sigh and pulled myself up. The only light in the room was the small light on the camera in the room, flashing on and off telling me I was still being watched.
It's been a while, but it still felt... Creepy.
I made sure to stick my tongue out to the camera before I hurried to grab clothes out of the dresser and head to the bathroom.
It was dark but there was probably a night vision function on it.
That'll show them.
I closed the door behind me and leaned against the frame.
After
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"Ah I see, so you go by Urushihara now?"
"Yeah!"
You sat at the table inside the apartment with Lucifer, Satan, and Alciel. You smiled at him.
"Oh I see. I still go by ________. It's apparently unique in this world."you told them. You then glanced at Satan and Alciel.
"So lord Satan, Demon general Alciel, what names do you go by?"you ask them.
Satan smirked and pointed to himself.
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Alciel smiled and bowed his head slightly to you, his hand pressed to his chest.
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I am Anuyushi.
Name: Anuyushi, my real name is a secret.
Birthday: April 6th
Gender: Transgender
• Nationality: British, Italian, Czechoslovakian   
• Sexuality: Bisexual
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Favorite anime: Naruto, Devil Is A Part Timer, Kamigami No Asobi
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There's something hidden in the clouds like a secret mother nature is trying to sing to the summer winds.  
 If I looked carefully enough, I can see the cute sheep and bunnies in the white fluff but sometimes I like to find lots of different pictures and make a story. I see... I can see a dragon. Of course, the dragon must have kidnapped the sheep and the heroic bunny wants to save him. It's fun how something so simple can be so exciting. Especially on a day like this, a warm summer day by myself. While most people would want to swim or hang out with friends, I was content here. If I closed my eyes and relaxed into the grass, I could feel the earth itself breathing ever so softly.
I didn't mind being alone, sometimes the silence brings me a peace I don't find often but if I were asked, I wouldn't hesitate to run into the water with some friends. Yet, nobody asks. I don't expect them to invite someone like me and so I got used to the silence. Is that bad? I'm not sure. A gentle blow of wind overturned flower petals and raised them into the air, giving them the gift of flight. It was a beautiful scene to watch the colors mix with the cloud-filled sky. I found myself entranced as my attention tore from the sky. Was I... Perhaps smiling?
A single red petal broke away from the rest and I found myself observing the petal falling from the sky. I didn't move away as it came towards me and ever so softly, it perched atop my nose. I couldn't contain a small chuckle before sitting up and plucking it off my face. It felt as soft as velvet in my fingers. I overturned the petal and brushed my thumb across the top before casting it into the wind again. As it was taken from my hand and rejoined the others, I thought I saw something... Odd.
 Not odd as in strange or upsetting but more so something I didn't expect. Differing from the color of the field, it was like a shadow. Was someone watching me? I blinked and tried to examine closer but I didn't get the chance before whoever it was started to walk away. "He-Hey, wait!" I outstretched my arm as though it would somehow stop them before scrambling to my feet and breaking into a run. Yet...I was too late. They were gone and I found myself flummoxed by what or who it could have been.
Like every year, the seasons change.
With those seasons, people also change. It never stops changing just like the world never stops turning and the stars never stop sparkling. I remember as a child, I would draw. I was always drawing and doodling simply for fun because... Drawing is fun of course. When I looked back at them, they would look different than how I first remember the picture because even I was changing without realizing it. The pictures never changed but I did.
Change is a part of life but sometimes it's nice to remember things how they used to be.
Summer became Autumn and school began again but I remained alone as always. Maybe I'm lucky to be alone though because I can listen to all my classmates and learn what I may haven't known before. As I sat at my desk, I found myself beginning to drift off. Though the first class hasn't yet started, it wouldn't be a problem if I closed my eyes for a few minutes, right?
"Nagito, good morning!"
Who...? Who was calling my name? As I opened my eyes, I found a pair of bright olive one's meeting mine. "Did you have a good summer break?" Her voice sounded so sweet, why was she kind to someone like me?
"Sonia." I forced a smile towards her. My summer break? It was fine I suppose except for... I found myself thinking about the stranger once more. I never found out who they were, I didn't see them again after that.
"My summer..." As I accidentally muttered aloud, she giggled. "You appear to be rather tired. Did you go to sleep late last night?"
For a moment, I had forgotten where I was, her response brought me back once more. "Oh, no I slept at a normal time." Smiling once more, another voice interjected our conversation. "He's just being weird again, you could talk to me though!" A fellow guy grinned, arms crossed.
"I could..." Sonia tapped her chin before standing up straight once more. "I would like to speak to all returning classmates though, Kazuichi. Why don't you speak to him too?"
What was happening? Though it felt rude to ask, I'm usually not spoken to at all. Should I say something to the both of them? I decided to stay quiet as Kazuichi replied in a cantankerous tone. "Oh alright, but only because you asked!"
As Sonia fled, the outgoing male took her place leaning over my desk by the window. "So..."
I blinked in return. Am I supposed to reply to that? Kazuichi quickly cleared his throat. "Man, what do I even talk about with you?" I felt he was talking to himself but maybe I could help.
"Are you looking forward to the new school year?" Once I said that he grinned. That's good, I'm happy that question pleased the Ultimate Mechanic. "Hell yeah!" He boasted. "A whole year with Sonia in my class, it feels like a high school romance pilot episode!"
Why did I feel bad for her? I laughed anyway and just at that moment, the teacher entered the room. As she ordered everyone to take their seats, he hurried away, leaving me alone once more. her voice sounded like background static to my thoughts and I found myself looking out the window. Today was a clear day, though chilly. Not a cloud in the sky while brown and orange leaves scattered the school grounds. A single janitor was raking them up, his body moving slowly, showing his exhaustion. I wonder if it would be fun to jump into a pile of leaves, I've never done so. I do enjoy stepping on leaves when I happen across them though. The sound as it crunched under my foot felt somehow satisfying. While summer had colors like green, blue, purple, the bright colors of the sky, plants, and flowers, Autumn had a beautiful color in itself. All the oranges and reds, though I found myself missing the field. I had laid there almost every day among the flowers and watched the sky. The grass was starting to die though and the flowers lacked petals. I wouldn't be able to lay there again until at least spring. There were other ways to enjoy my time alone though. Like the weather changed, so will my fun.
There... I saw it. Among the brown trees... I saw the shadow. I felt my heart stop with excitement as I got a better look. They were dressed in black with long raven colored hair. This stranger... I quickly jumped up from my desk, catching the classes' attention. "Teacher-!" I wanted to ask if I could go see them but as I looked out the window again...
No, why were they gone? After all this time, I finally see them again and where they had been standing was empty.
"Is something wrong?" The teacher tilt her head. I felt my chest aching in pain, my heart dropped from the excitement I had before. "No, nothing." I bowed my head before sitting back down. I could hear the students muttering about me but I didn't care. It's fine if they hated me, i'm used to being hated.
"Alright then." As the teacher got back to what she was saying, I decided to tune in.
"It won't be for some time but the school dance it happening at the end of the school year next summer." She picked up some papers and began to hand them around as she continued to speak. "The headmaster would like us all to get started early so if you want to join the production team this year, please see him at the end of the day."
One of the girls rose her hand, her red hair reminding me of the scarlet summer petals. "Miss, why so early? There's plenty of time to decorate for the dance."
In response, the teacher smiled as she set a paper on her desk. "Hope's Peak is a school of many talented individuals. The dance will be all hand-made from decorations to the dresses and even the music class will be producing the tunes."
As she came around, a flyer was set on my desk and I decided to look it over. It looked like some kind of masquerade dance. The paper was way over decorated but it didn't look bad. "This dance is even bigger than prom, the news will be live broadcasting it all over the world. Make sure to apply early to be accepted onto the team!"
  I don't think I'll be applying but going to this dance seemed interesting.
My Autumn entertainment was found in walks around the neighborhood, etching every little detail into my mind. The small insects on the trees to the scent of pumpkin pies from early Halloween celebrators. Every walk, I kept my eyes open for the dark stranger but... I didn't see him again.
Autumn swiftly became Winter and the world became crystals. The sun shining upon the perfect snow made everything sparkle with beauty. I released a sigh and looked up. Right above my head sat icicles, small water droplets dripping into my white hair. I couldn't feel the water though, my hair was too thick but as I looked up, one of them splashed onto my cheek. I exhaled and watched the fog appear before evaporating into the air. It was already the end of the school day, everyone had gone home but... I wanted to wait. I wanted to see the stranger again, maybe talk to him this time. With nothing else to do, I reached up and broke off one of the icicles. When I bit into it, my tongue was flooded with the freezing cold. My hands were gloved and I had a scarf around my neck, there was nothing to stop the cold from biting my mouth though. It wasn't bad though, in fact, it was a little refreshing. I bit into the ice again before dropping it and shoving my hands in my pockets.
I had to stop waiting for the day. The sun was starting to go down and it would become colder with the night and dangerous to walk home. As I began home, I couldn't avoid the Christmas lights of the happy residents. Some houses played their jolly music or had up their electric waving Santa. I didn't plan to decorate my house this year but it was nice to see some people doing so. What a good way to get into the holiday spirit.
Every day I wait, and every day I saw nothing. Weeks passed, Christmas passed, January came and left, February finally arrived and my class decided to celebrate Valentine's Day.
Like little kids, they passed out candies and cards, even I got a few pieces which I decided to pocket for later. Nobody bothered to talk to me today though, not even Sonia.
That was alright though, I'm glad they were having such a good time. When the school day ended and all the students flooded out to go home, I took my place standing in the snow like always and wait. I stood there and just scanned everything around me. For hours I stood and I stood. Just when the sun decided to go down and I was getting ready to leave, I felt something tap my shoulder. When I turned around, I was met with red eyes and out of pure surprise, I fell back and lost my footing, collapsing into the snow. What... Just happened? That really hurt. I let myself take a second before looking up.
My heart... It was hurting so much, I couldn't breathe.
It's... "It's you..." I breathed out, looking up to the dark figure. I was finally able to see his face. All this time... It was... "You're so handsome." I accidentally spoke aloud. He sighed and began to back away but... I can't let him vanish again! "Please just tell me your name, I have to know!"
How selfish of trash like me to insist as I did, I wasn't even thinking when I shout but it caused him to stop in his tracks and turn around to face me once more. Though, he didn't speak. I pulled myself to my feet, not even bothering to wipe the snow off myself as I dug into my pocket and offered out a piece of chocolate. "He-Here." Why am I stuttering? "You can have this, um, Happy Valentine's Day." I smiled, it didn't feel forced this time. The stranger's red eyes lowered to the candy before he reached out and took it. I felt his soft fingers brush against my palm but I didn't say anything. I'm a little happy I hadn't worn gloves today.
He slowly unwrapped the candy and bit into it After a second, he ate the remaining piece and licked his lips. This silence... What do I say?
"My name..." He finally spoke in the most delicate voice I had ever heard. "Is Izuru Kamukura."
"I'm Nagito Komaeda." I gave him my name as well.
 As he began away again, I wanted to run after him, I wanted to stop him but... I'm not sure why I let him leave this time. I watched him walk away before laughing to myself. "How funny... I think I fell in love."
 I continued to stand in the same spot for the remainder of the winter just in case he decided to appear again but he didn't and eventually, it became spring. The plants began to return and birds were singing their happy songs. The earth felt so full of life, even I felt better about myself.
People were already planning outings or going swimming. It makes sense, they couldn't do much swimming or sports in the cold seasons. Even I could make plans if I wanted to but I couldn't stop thinking about him, I repeated his name over and over in my mind. It was such a nice name, so fitting of someone like him.
While Spring continued on, as did the increasing talk about the end of the year dance. People were already looking for dates early and students boast about their work on the team. The gym was now closed for the remainder of the year until the dance while they began decorating. Lots of students were disappointed but they quickly got over it and played their games on school grounds. I had to move away from my waiting space so I wouldn't get hurt by accident. I was called the Ultimate Lucky Student but I often found myself in bad luck like that.  
I decided my spring activity would be sitting under one of the many trees leading up to the school. It was peaceful to sit there to eat lunch or simply to enjoy being outside at the end of the day.
As spring came to a close, I saw him again on a warm May day. As always, I was excited when I noticed Izuru approaching and hurried to my feet. He always seemed to appear out of nowhere, as though he was magic. I wanted to run up and meet him but I felt myself tense up and I couldn't move. This nervous feeling...
"Hello again!" I forced out despite my worried feeling.
He seemed to be examining me before he sighed. "Calm down. Your emotions are leaking off your face."
How did he see that? Maybe he really was magic after all.
"Yes, of course." I started to awkwardly laugh, rubbing the back of my neck. "What uhh... What emotions would those be?"
Izuru closed his eyes, looking to the ground. "The summer dance is soon, correct?" He swiftly changed the subject.

 I gave a nod, glancing to the school before looking back. "Yeah, but surely you wouldn't be interested-"
"I didn't ask you what I was interested in." As he interrupted, I suddenly found myself backed into the tree, staring back into his red eyes. My heart was going crazy, the stranger I wanted to see most of this year was right in front of me, talking to me, making my feelings go wild. He was like a dark Prince and... Why did I say what I did just then?
"I'd like to kiss you." It came out in a whisper before I even realized I said it. How stupid of me, I'd be okay if I was just killed right then. He didn't move for a long time. I tried to look away from his staring but with him so close, it was hard to do that.
Finally, he took a step back and I relaxed again. "I know you do. You're awful at hiding how you feel. Just make sure you go to the dance."
"Wait-!" When I called this time, Izuru stopped his exit. "Will I see you again?"
He didn't reply, only walking away once more.
Once he was out of sight, I exhaled, sighing as heavy as I could. I'm just human scum, I can't even control what I say, why does he continue to come back? He didn't answer that time, perhaps I really blew it.
 Summer finally arrived, I hadn't seen Izuru since our last encounter. In fact, I stopped waiting around at school. There's no way he'd want to see me ever again. It made my heart hurt more than I could imagine thinking that I won't see him again. Yet, it's stupid to think he'd like me back. I've only seen him four times in an entire year, why did it feel like I'd known him forever. Maybe that's why I said that. I kept replaying the scene in my mind. I had really said that. "I'd like to kiss you."
It wasn't false but...
God, I'm an idiot.
The end of the year was coming and... The dance was here.
The moment I arrived, I noticed multiple news vans parked out front along with the crowd of civilians by the gates being held back by what looked like special agents. This was one of the most famous schools in the world, it's expected to have this kind of security. As I came close, I had to show my school ID to enter.
I came to the dance like he asked, maybe this wasn't a good idea though. I even tried to make myself look alright. Fixing up my hair, wearing a white suit, I waited until I was inside the school to add the final piece though. Pulling a mask out of my pocket, I looked over it carefully. A white bunny mask, just like the clouds. I fixed it on my face before entering the school.
The whole gym sparkled gold, foods of all kind sat at a table where many students were picking off it. And the music... A piano with silky lyrics. So this... Was all made by other Ultimate students? It was beautiful!
Everyone was wearing a mask and dressed with elegance. When my eyes caught with someone else's, the girl smiled and approached. Her dress so large and fluffy, it reminded me of a wedding cake. "How wonderful of you to arrive!" She giggled happily, lowering her mask. Unlike mine that stayed in place, hers was on a stick which she held in front of her face. "It's me, Sonia! Did you recognize me? I adore this mask." She held it out for me to see. It was a little hard to recognize the animal but seemed to be some sort of bird. "Yes, it looks very nice on the Ultimate Princess." I approved. She grinned brightly and twirled around to show off her dress. "The Ultimate Tailor made this just for me! It's so pretty! And the mask is a canary, I haven't worn something like this since I lived back in my home country."
I didn't reply but Sonia didn't seem to mind, stopping her spin to suddenly poke my mask. "Your mask is so cute, you do look like a bunny rabbit with that!"
I had to take a step back and look around the gym. "So who did you decide to come along with?"  
"Oh right." Her eyes widened. "I came with Gundam. I should probably get back to him. It was lovely to have talked to you!" With that, she hurried off.
Being alone now, I wasn't sure what to do. Newscasters were setting up cameras in the corners of the gym, most students talking instead of actually dancing.
"They're all waiting to be the first to dance on TV." A voice muttered beside me. A voice I was familiar with.
"Izuru... I thought I wouldn't see you again."
"Ridiculous thought."
I turned to look at him. He didn't look all that different, still wearing his black suit and keeping his hair long and flowing. The only difference was the mask of a black cat he wore to cover his eyes. "I told you to come here today, did I not?"
"But after what I said..." I trailed off, only earning a sigh in response. "This dance is dull. Come with me." Before I could argue, my hand was taken and I was pulled into the crowd. I didn't complain though, his touch was gentle and I squeezed back. When he finally stopped right in the middle of the dance floor, he moved around to stand in front of me.
"Why did you take me here?" I looked around us, finding people were staring. Why were they looking at us?
 Izuru hummed, completely ignoring them and my question. "I don't like your hair like that." He suddenly began to touch my hair, messing it up how it usually looked once more. When he was done, he lowered his arm. "That's better."
I felt... A little dizzy. He had been touching me, the stranger I first saw a year ago among a field of flowers, the one I realized I had feelings for, how lucky could I be? My own emotions were making me light headed.
"Isn't that-" Someone's voice whispered nearby. I realized people were beginning to back away from us.
"That's him. That's Izuru Kamukura."
"The Ultimate Despair? No way."
"I thought he was the Ultimate Hope."
"Who cares, he's killed people."
The muttering began to rise to a buzz and before I realized it, the entire space around us was empty. From the corner of my eye, I caught sight of a small light from one of the cameras. So... This is live TV now.
"You've... Killed?" I looked over his face. Izuru didn't show any emotion as he replied slowly. "So I have. I've killed many people, my hands are stained with blood. How does that make you feel?"
I looked down to my feet. What was a right answer to this? I don't know how I'm feeling. He continued to speak.
"Are you scared of me now? You can walk away right now."
No... I don't know why but... I'm not scared. "I feel..." How do I word it? "Like I still want to kiss you." I felt my body become warm, my face embarrassed. Hope or Despair? I can't tell yet. I want to know what side he's on, and if It's despair, I want to show this person hope. I'm not scared to die, and I won't be scared if he kills me either. I haven't felt hope of my own in a long time, I don't think I want to be alone any more.
When I rose my head to examine his face again, I thought I saw a small smirk for half a second before it vanished and he offered his hand out. When I placed my hand in his, I was pulled close into a careful dance. I knew everyone was still watching but as the dance went on, more people followed in.
The black cat and the white rabbit... Why did that feel like a high school romance pilot episode?
When the song came to an end, Izuru slowed down. I had to ask... "You won't run away again, right?"
He paused before tilting his head, dark hair covering one of his eyes. "No, I won't." He confirmed and looked to the camera.
"The dance is on live TV. Something like this must be boring to watch. How about giving the viewers something entertaining?"
"Like what?" I examined him to find an answer but it came suddenly... It was warm, soft, I... Didn't want this to end. I closed my eyes and melted into the kiss. A couple seconds passed, I couldn't stop myself from grabbing his arm and taking control of the kiss. I wanted this, I didn't know much I wanted to kiss him. I didn't even care if the whole world was watching now, it felt like just the two of us. No, I didn't want to me alone anymore, even if i'm the worst person on the planet for being so greedy, I don't mind. As long as it was him...
The dark stranger I saw one day among the flowers who... I ended up falling in love with.
The Change Of Season ((Nagito X Izuru One Shot))
It all started on a warm summer day in a field of flowers where I saw a dark stranger. I must be the craziest person alive to want to see them again. I don't mind waiting for my chance to talk to them, through the Autumn chill or winter snow, if I can see them again, i'll wait as long as I have to. 
♚[© 2018 | Emily Jones]♛
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What do you call this reality?
What do you call real life?
In a sense, every fantasy world is a reality on its own, isn't that right? It exists, doesn't it?
Why is it just the world we live in we called reality? Thousands of realities all around us, thousands of people, thousands of voices, maybe even millions. These faces feel so lifelike, these eyes seem to look right at me. These don't count as real too? These fictional people are just in a different reality.
Why can't they... Come together?
I never felt attached to my reality, like I was imprisoned in the middle with no real escape. When I created, I could enter that special reality I made on my own but... Why did my head feel so fuzzy?
I couldn't think straight. It was like a drug, entering that alternate reality. It made me angry if I... Made a mistake. The small flaws if my hand shook, if I spaced off, if I couldn't get the hands quite right, I couldn't let those flaws exist.

Not in my reality.
It's all mine.
It has to be perfect because... It's my world. The reality my body was in was already filled with flaws. Line after line, my hands hurt but I didn't want to stop my creating. I didn't have anything to return to, no friends, nothing else I'm good at.
I try to be good, I've tried to enter my reality but... Nothing works. Even if I attend parties or try to have fun, it always returns. I could hear the bell ring in my head but it took a moment longer to register class was over. I blinked and rubbed my eyes, immediately feeling the exhaustion that hit when I was distracted from my drawings.
 I could hear perfectly, I could see all around me but that detached feeling returned once more as I watched the class exit the room, talking amongst each other.
I decided to wait until everyone left before closing my notebook and heading down the steps from where I sat in the classroom towards the door.
I let myself space off, drifting into thoughts of when I would be able to finish my creations. Before I got very far, something blocked my path and nearly knocked me off my feet.
I didn't have a chance to register who or what I bumped into before I heard a voice. "Can't you watch where you're going? Your eyesight is probably going bad from all those pencil shavings." After she spoke, she erupted in a loud, teasing laugh. What...
Oh, I think I get it now. I brushed aside some of my hair that naturally fell over my left eye and rose my head, matching her irritated gaze. It all felt so dull to look at another living being, the world lacking any real color or emotion. I could see upon her face and recognize the anger but it didn't feel... Real. It's hard to believe this was reality at all.
It only took a few moments before I was sucked back into my mind once more and became lost. I needed to keep creating, my world wasn't done. It wasn't perfect yet.
The girl huffed and turned away, her sun golden hair waving behind her as I was left alone. Alone again, I was always alone in a way, even around others. I tightened my grip on my notebook and continued moving, dragging myself to my next class.
 Once I entered the room and sat down, I opened my notebook and gazed over my unfinished piece. I wasn't really sure what to make of it or where it was going. How do I finish something like this? The bodies yet to be detailed, not yet anyone in particular but I know it would be someone soon, someone I made all on my own.
 I closed my eyes and tried to imagine it. Boy? No, a girl. This figure would be... A female.
Her hair, what next?
I attempted to picture it in my mind carefully, the person I would set here in this reality.
A girl for sure, so I opened my eyes and began to trace, adjusting the body proportions to match a female. After that though, I felt I lost some focus. What I thought I was imagining was gone but I couldn't leave it here like this. Students continued to enter the room and I found myself watching each one, examining everyone's looks.  I
A girl entered, her short hair wild and unnaturally colored in bright shades of pink. A smile upon her face, I couldn't deny she was pretty, but not what I was looking for here. I turned back to my art, checking over the model again. The way she stood proudly, her chin high, I needed someone elegant to match the figure. A few boys followed after, but the class filled, last one following being the teacher. I couldn't help letting out a sigh and turning back to my drawing. I couldn't just throw on whatever details I wanted but until I could look around some more... I took my pencil and decided to fix up the drawing some more, evening out the lines and eventually, I lost myself in my mind once more. Or more like "I was no longer on Earth".
I wasn't sure how much time had passed before I was interrupted by a loud, abrupt noise next to my head. The sound caused me to jump, startled and I turned to see what had caused it. My eyes locked with anther irritated pair, the teacher to be more precise. "What do you think you're doing?" She frowned. I didn't quite have a proper answer. When I opened my mouth to speak, words wouldn't come out.
I knew what I wanted to say but... Why couldn't I speak? The teacher slipped my book out from under me without giving me a chance to explain, she held it up like some sort of dirty diaper. "This is class time now, not a time for you to doodle your whatnots."
I really wanted her to stop talking. I couldn't just halt my progress, I needed to keep working, I had to. She shut my book, losing the page I was on without breaking eye contact. "You'll get it back at the end of the day." She turned and marched back towards the front of the room, taking it with her. No... No, I couldn't wait that long!
"It's about time someone told him off. His nose is always in that stupid notebook." Muttering to my friend beside me, she returned it with a small giggle. Of course, I'm right. I turned around to examine him for a minute. It was so creepy how dull his eyes were just then. Well, it wasn't any of my business. He could deal with it. Every time I looked at the guy, he was drawing, who wouldn't think it was weird? No friends, no other hobbies, he's a wallflower whenever I see him at a party unless there's music. Even then, something is... Off.
Sometimes I consider talking to him but when I finally get the nerve to do so, I decide it's not important. I mean, who cares what someone like him does?
"Do you ever wonder what he's drawing?" My friend spoke after a second. Looking over her face, she looked genuinely curious. I could only reply with a shrug. "Who knows? If you want to find out Sabrina, go look for yourself."
"Are you alright?" She tilt her head and adjusted her glasses. Yeah, I think I was.
"Why wouldn't I be? Just irritated."
The girl answered with a hum and didn't say anything more. At least she knows when to keep her mouth shut, I really just wanted to be left alone. As class went on, the question lingered in my mind. What was in that notebook that was so important to that guy? Is it a diary instead? Maybe he drew really messed up stuff like dead animals or something. With a guy as weird as that, I wouldn't put it past him.
I had to know now. Giving a glance to the clock, I noted how close it was to class being over and gave another glance to the red-head in the back of the room. His head was down and he looked visibly shaken. It was just a stupid notebook, what was there to get worked up over? I only stared for a few seconds before nudging Sabrina.
First fixing her glasses on her nose, she blinked and waited for me to speak. What was there needing to be said though? She should know exactly what I wanted. I only had to give her a nod and glance over to the teacher's desk before she understood.
I had to know what was so special about that dumb notebook.

"I'll make a distraction." She whispered as quietly as she could before raising her hand. So I guess I just had to wait for an opportunity? Well, whatever.
Once the teacher called on her, Sabrina stood up. "May I go to the bathroom?"
After receiving an 'okay' she stood and exit the room. What sort of lame distraction was that? I was almost disappointed until I heard her scream echoing from down the hall. With that scream, panic erupted in the classroom and from the sounds of things, everywhere else around the school as well.
 Everyone rose, chairs scraping the ground in unison before following the teacher out. I stood up as well but before following everyone else, I raced to the teacher's desk and retrieved the notebook, tucking it under my sweater. Although I wanted to check it out now, I should probably rejoin everyone else so I hurried out of the room and followed the commotion to the center of the school where Sabrina looked visibly shaken. What kind of distraction was this? It seemed... Way too overdone, even for her. "What's wrong?" Multiple people asked. I released a sigh and rolled my eyes and that's when... A bright flash of purple caught my attention. "That's..." I stopped myself, the butterfly circled the air like a hawk stalking its prey.
With a shaking finger, Sabrina pointed up, announcing the presence to everyone else as well.
"An Akuma!" Someone called out. Who's it after? What's it here for?
"Stay back!" The teacher called, her ragged voice filled with hostility.
Of course, the butterfly wasn't going to obey, what point was there in yelling at it? In a swoop, it vanished into the crowd. I tried to look around at where it landed, it didn't take long to find out. Students separated, revealing the struggling boy it had captured. Of course...
"Run, he's going to change!" Another yelled. Didn't have to tell me twice, we scattered like beetles to light. I didn't want to run far, especially in heels so I ducked beneath the staircase to watch in silence.
He held himself tightly, the battle to just stand was apparent. "Fight it, Nathaniel." I found myself muttering. Not because I actually cared or anything, that would be ridiculous.
I just... Didn't want to be in danger. That's all. In a flash of light, I could see his normal attire evaporate into darker, more... What's the word? Devilish, perhaps. I held my hand over my mouth to prevent a scream and crouched as low as I could.
 When he opened his eyes, face mostly hidden behind a black mask, I was struck with fear. Where was Ladybug and Cat Noir? What can I do?
He frowned, looking around slowly before raising his voice. "I lost something precious to me, so now I'll be taking something precious of yours." His voice echoed loud and proud before he gave a large jump and vanished. I didn't realize I was holding my breath until I exhaled heavily. A sudden sound made me jump and when I looked down, I noticed I had lost my grip and the notebook had fallen to the ground. Was this was he was so worked up over?
It had to be. Why was it so important? I picked it up as gently as I could, making sure not to make any noise as I scanned the pages. All these drawings... They were beautiful but I could see a pattern through them. What was that? Why did I...? Beautiful? No, they weren't! They were just amateur doodles, totally worthless. I continued to flip through them though. Pictures of people, heroes, even scenery. What... I didn't understand what the big deal was but if this is all it was, maybe I could just give it back. It's not like it's interesting to me anyway. I closed the book and started to stand, stopping when I heard a furious yell. He probably knows the book is gone now, I really didn't want to do this. I was... Scared. I was really scared. I inhaled, calming my nerves before crawling out from under the stairs. At the perfect moment too as the boy exit the classroom. It happened by accident as we locked eyes. Fear filled my body and I... Began to shake. Swallowing my nerves, I held the notebook out. "This is... What you want, right?" I attempted to keep my voice steady as I held it out. The villain jumped off the second floor with such agility that his feet didn't make a sound as he hit the cement ground. "Give it." He ordered, hand out. This... Was going well... I think.
I moved closer, offering it out. I didn't have a chance to get closer to return it because, at that moment, something shot between us, halting my actions.
It took me by surprise and I lost my footing, causing me to hit the ground painfully. I looked up to see the Yoyo of Ladybug, retracting back towards her. I luckily managed to keep a hold on the notebook when I fell. "Ladybug, wait!" I called towards her, starting to sit back up. I had this, I just had to give it back!
 "Don't worry, Chloe!" The hero moved closer, spinning her Yoyo as she walked. "No need to give in to his demands. I'll be taking that."
I didn't have an opportunity to protest before I found the notebook ripped out of my grip. "Stop!" I tried. I wanted to yell and argue against it because... That wasn't the akumatized object, I had it work me the whole time, the Akuma never came close to me! It was just going to upset him, please listen...
I saw the villainous Nathaniel lunge to grab it but he was too late as her hands ripped it in half. A could see the look of horror across his face, eyes watching the paper fall to the ground. I almost felt... Bad.
"No... All my work..." He muttered, shoulders shaking. For a moment, his fingers reached out as though he could still save it but it was too late. "You... Destroyed my world."
The confusion on Ladybug's face was apparent as well as she took a step back. "What? There's no Akuma?"
 His weak fingers recoiled into clenching his fists and with an angry yell, he charged towards her. What do I do?
Is there anything I can do? I failed, so I should just leave it to Ladybug but... I felt somewhat responsible for this.
I crawled back to my feet and watched the battle between them, their movements like a dance but they were both giving it their all to hit the other.
I examined Nathaniel carefully, checking everything on him. What could be akumatized? What else...?
"His pencil, Ladybug!" I called. It was still on him, sticking out of one of his pockets. That was obviously it! Ladybug ducked under one of his hits and swiftly stole the pencil, cracking it in half. It all happened so fast, the fight came to a halt as the villain looked confused and dazed. The Akuma rose to the sky, escaping the pencil and carrying the evil intentions with it. I looked around, other hidden students rising from where they had been in wait.
I couldn't help a relieved sigh.
It... Was back. It all felt like a horrible nightmare but... I couldn't remember most of it.
 I swear I saw my notebook torn to shreds but... Yeah, just a nightmare.
It was in front of me now, perfectly fine. I slowly traced a finger over the page, still empty of a model. Who should fit here? I still haven't decided. Once again, I found myself watching the gathering students into the classroom. As one of the girls entered, she smiled in my direction. I felt my heart stop for a moment as I saw it. She... Was the one that fit here. I didn't see it before, but after my nightmare, I couldn't help feeling different towards her. I didn't quite understand why that would be, most of it was hazy but... She was there, I swear she was.
 I pulled myself up from my seat and approached her desk, notebook in hand. "Chloe?" I started, looking to my feet. The girl huffed, crossing her arms. "What do you want?"
I had to... Find my words.
"Well... I'm working on this figure and... I was hoping... Maybe you could be a model for it?"
There was a silence that drifted between us before she chuckled. "You always have your face buried in that notebook, but fine. I'll grant you permission to draw me but afterward, you have to come with me somewhere, get yourself back to reality. Deal?"
"Deal!" I smiled without hesitation. Maybe it wasn't hard to be in both realities if you... Had someone to share that time with, right?
True Reality ((Nathaniel X Chloe One Shot))
Why is it just the world we live in we called reality? Thousands of realities all around us, thousands of people, thousands of voices, maybe even millions. These faces feel so lifelike, these eyes seem to look right at me. These don't count as real too? These fictional people are just in a different reality.
 Why can't they... Come together? ♚[© 2018 | Emily Jones]♛
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He could feel the eyes behind him, peering into his back, watching him as he worked. He tried to ignore it but the feeling of that disgusting staring grew more intense, more like his soul was being observed. Still, he kept his attention on his work, his bony fingers piecing together the clues he'd found so far. Every so often, he'd release a small sigh or adjust his glasses. Hearing a small hiccup from behind, the male finally exhaled with impatient annoyance. "Can I help you?" He didn't bother turning around, knowing full well who it was. It was... Well, it was him. This was all just a dream, right? It was a complete dream that he met another version of himself and it was batshit crazy. The only reason he tolerated this counterpart around was that it was somewhat intelligent if it wanted to be, not spouting nonsense and whatnot. Even if he didn't want it around, it followed him everywhere anyway, usually not saying a word. He couldn't get rid of it.
Speaking of the "it", he'd yet to name it. Since they share the same name, sharing the name with this disgusting rubbish, he didn't want to associate his own name with the other's. Usually only referring to him as the It, the creature, or simply "he". It didn't mind and if it did, he didn't say anything.
The counterpart didn't reply to the question so he attempted to get back to work but he couldn't shake the eyes away. The irritation was growing into a feeling of being stalked. God, why was he stuck with this creep? Well, at least he was the smarter one. Spinning around in his chair, his eyes met olive ones. His counterpart didn't wear glasses like he did and they dressed differently. There was also a large difference in their eye color. If his counterpart has bright green, he had the opposing red. Last but not least was the slight hairstyle difference but everything else was uncanny alike. It was almost like looking back into a mirror. Almost.
" Do you. Need something?" He narrowed his eyes as he spoke in a slow, quiet voice, pausing in the middle. A small smile cracked across the other's face and he took a step back, cocking his head like some kind of mutt. "What are you working on?"
"None of your business. Go bother someone who cares." He almost turned back around when his counterpart released a sound that sent a shiver up his spine. A whine as he called his name. "Aw, but Komaeda-Kun~" Eyes going wide, it began to beg. He felt goosebumps at it and quickly shook it off. "Don't go off saying it like that. It's your name too, do you moan your own name when you touch yourself?"
With that, he spun around to face his work once more in an attempt to tune out the other but it didn't seem like he would get any work done when hands pressed down on his shoulders. It almost didn't feel like anything, being touched by another version of himself. Almost as if you held your held your own hand. It was... An annoyingly safe feeling that he tried to escape but then again, this was literally just him. Just... A creepy, psychopathic version of himself. "I'm so bored." It muttered right behind his ear.
Komaeda attempted to pretend it didn't bother him and fixed his glasses once more. "And? You're scum on earth, go find an activity worthy of the status. Here, I'll even give you some ideas." He rolled his shoulders to push off the hands but it didn't work. "Dumpster diving for one. And try to get stuck so I don't have to see you again."
It didn't miss a beat in responding, derailing the conversation in a swift swoop of a single sentence. "Have you ever thought about fucking yourself?" His voice sounded smooth, like he knew exactly what he just said. What kind of question was that? What kind of reply did that warrant?
"Are you asking for me to be your little pleasure buddy?" A frown curved over his pale lips but only a chuckle replied.
"But I'm not you, am I? We're totally different. Same name, same DNA, but that doesn't make us any more alike than Hajime-Kun and his other half."
"Don't go comparing me to Izuru Kamukura." Komaeda leaned over his desk, finally pulling away from its hands but they returned a moment later, dragging a single finger down the back of his neck.
"Please entertain me, you've been in here all day. I've been waiting for you to play with me and I'm really very bored."
Komaeda released an irritated sigh in response. Just so he wouldn't get in the way, he had been spending time with his counterpart every day but he had been especially busy with an investigation today so he hadn't even left his lab. He hadn't even heard the back door open and close when it came in like he normally would had he not been so deep in thought, only realizing it was here when he felt himself being watched.
After all that time spent together, he had learned many interesting things about his counterpart. For example, he treated himself horribly and wouldn't eat very much unless he was forced to. Despite being smart, he had low self-esteem and only wanted to be referred to as trash. Finally, he was much weaker. Both physically and mentally, he could overpower his insane counterpart if he needed. Which is what he decided to do by standing up, pushing the chair back. It scraped against the ground, most likely leaving marks in place. The room was rather dim since the only form of light in the large room was a desk lamp but there was no mistaking the surprise across the other's face as he was backed into the wall and swiftly, Komaeda slammed his hands beside his head, keeping the unnamed counterpart in place. "You're such an annoying bother." He narrowed his eyes before removing one hand to slowly lift his glasses off his face and slip them into his black jacket. "But you're not going to leave me alone until I play along, are you?"
It chuckled, eyes looking playful and innocent, the complete opposite of how he really was. It was annoying, he had no right to make that expression. "I guess you'll have to find out." Its muttered, keeping a constant eye contact. He understood now, his counterpart was purposely egging him on. Being the same person, of course he knew what pissed himself off. It was definitely working, but should he take the bait?
It suddenly reached up and wrapped his arms around Komaeda's neck, catching him off guard. "You're so..." He started before stopping with a chucking and pulling him closer. When his mouth was right beside Komaeda's ear, it kept whispering. "So horrible. You're too much like me, I can't take it. I hate you so passionately, I want to kill you."
He pulled back to look into his eyes, catching the flash of malice he revealed. "What hope would rise with the blood of me?" He found himself responding so naturally but the words didn't feel like his own, it was more like someone his counterpart would say but these were his own words for sure. Hope?
What was this guy doing to him?
How annoying.
Maybe they were more alike than he originally thought.
"I'd be happy to kill you too. You're repulsive." Clicking his tongue, he took hold of the other's chin and moved his head aside, exposing his neck like a canvas. Fantastic. Without much thought, he brought his face close and sunk his teeth into the pale skin, invoking a hiss followed by a small whine. The taste... It was like nothing. Why couldn't he taste a thing? Even when he swiped his tongue across the skin, it was... Just like tasting himself. He only kept going like that until a sufficient mark was made and pulled back, matching those olive eyes again.
"Are you going to kiss me or what?" His counterpart raised an eyebrow curiously, his voice leaking with impatience. Was his satisfaction really being with himself? Is that why he was bothered so much? Maybe that's the difference, Komaeda couldn't stand his other self and this counterpart regularly sought him out.
When he closed the space, it was exactly like he suspected, tasteless. He didn't ask permission, he didn't give a warning, wanting to finish this as soon as possible, he forced his tongue in, meeting little resistance along the way. It wasn't much enjoyable when the feeling felt numb, yet wet as they tangled together. Within a few seconds, he pulled away and wiped his mouth. "Are we done here?" For the first time, he didn't want to meet its eyes.
"If you want to be. Unless you want to go further, that's totally fine with me." He chuckled.
Komaeda pulled his glasses back out and slipped them on his face. He hadn't wanted to see perfectly while being so close to himself. "Vile. As though that'll ever happen. I can't stand the sight of you."
"The kiss says otherwise." Saying that last thing, he hurried out of the room before Komaeda could reply. He signed once more and crossed his arms.
Perhaps... He could have a name. If he was Komaeda, he'd call his counterpart their first name; "Nagito".
Yeah, the name worked. He sat back down at the desk and looked over all the evidence he had lying about. The newest case wasn't easy. After all his thinking already though... He needed a nap. Giving a yawn, Komaeda set his glasses aside and set his head down.
In a split second, he found himself in a warm bed. He didn't want to move but he forced himself to sit up as memories flooded his head. That... Wasn't him.
He crawled out of the bed and stumbled to the bathroom, still half asleep.
He wasn't Komaeda.
The mirror in front of the sink said it all. He brushed some hair out of his face and slowly examined all of his features. What kind of dream was that?
He had only slept. Gone into bed, got out of bed. What happened in between was a mere dream. He checked all his features. His fluffy white hair, his bright pale skin, he quickly pulled his shirt down to look over his neck, clean of any mark.
He wasn't Komaeda, he was the it.
It ((Beta Nagito X Canon Nagito One Shot))
I regret this, I ain't going to Heaven. 
In a strange turn of events, beta Komaeda meets his alternate self.
♚[© 2018 | Emily Jones]♛
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The monster was coming towards me rapidly. What do I do? How do I fight this thing? I barely know how to use my weapon! Shit shit shit shit- I froze up. I couldn't take my eyes off the monster that wanted to kill me. I don't think I could even run if I could. The sand around my feet stuck me to the ground. I couldn't die yet. There was so many places I haven't been. One more year and I could enter a strip club! I wasn't ready to die.

Out of the corner of my eye, something jumped out. The figure slammed into the monster's side and knocked him over. It pulled out two strange sticks and stabbed it into the beast swiftly before it could even get up. The movements were so fast, blood covered the ground before I could comprehend what had just happened. The monster seeped away and in it's place, giant Gushers © hovered in the air. I blinked, shaking away the terror I had just faced, and observed the stranger. It was a female, with long black hair. It looked soft and flared out towards the middle of her back. She turned her head, smiling towards me. Should I be scared? It wasn't any kind of girl I've ever seen before. Her skin gleamed a silver- or was it gray? She had green irises and the rest of her eye was orange. The girl wore a long white dress, draped in silver cloth and a golden necklace. Golden jewelry littered her arms and around her head was a crown I had heard of before, called Eye of Horus. An Egyptian crown that was rather beautiful. But the strangest thing was she had a pair of... Horns.

Her horns were long, one long spike on each part of the lowest part of them then a smaller one that led up to a round curve on the top that looked like the pinchers on an earwig. I had never seen anything like it. I know for sure it wasn't human but ally or enemy is the big question. She fought off the killer monster that wanted to devour my soul or however it kills I don't even know. But I'll have to find out. "Alttahia, friend!" She grinned widely, showing off two rows of very sharp teeth. I felt hesitant as I approached, stopping a couple feet away from her. It was silent. as neither of us spoke. What do I say to her? Do I.. Do I say a pick up line? She tilt her head, black hair fell over her cheeks. "I've never seen a human before. You look so strange." The girl whispered, laughing a little at the end. "Strange? If anyone's strange, it's you." I blurt out, realizing what I said, I bit my lip. Would she be upset? Instead, the girl nodded. "Yea I suppose I would look weird to you. I've seen paintings of humans in my castle. But they look a lot better in real life-"

"Did you say castle?"

She smiled again. "My name is Amiera Cicada. It means Princess and Loud Insect Of The Night. Nice to meet you..." Amiera trailed off so I finished. "Mike Kauffman. Just call me Mike, okay?" I offered my hand. She looked at the gesture, slightly confused, then took my hand. "Nice to meet you, Mike. You must be lost. Come to my home. I'll explain everything." Amiera gave a tug. I decided to follow, I mean, what's the worst that could happen? She seemed nice. And maybe I could get some answers.

  I trudged through the hot sun and desert sand, her hand tightened on my arm with no sign of her letting go anytime soon. How could someone live here all by themselves? Especially a girl as young as her. I cleared my throat and she slowed a little, letting me catch a breath. "You have questions. Go ahead and ask. Sawf 'ujib."

Upon seeing my confusion, she spoke again. "It means 'I will answer'. It's Arabic." Amiera explained with a smile. Whatever. "So. What exactly are you? And how did you get here?" That would be first of... Many.

She released her hand, and I noticed as she pulled back, long nails that could have easily ripped into my skin. I hadn't even noticed them before. She must had been careful. "I'm called a troll. From a planet in another universe." Amiera looked up at the sky. "When I lived there, it was called Beforus. A simple world, led by a single ruler. But she was a horrible-" The troll cleared her throat and nodded for us to continue walking. "Anyway, a revolution started with some of the people. They wanted to overthrow her. It was a bloodbath. I was one of the peasants sentenced to death." The girl paused, lowering her head. "I wasn't part of the riot. But I was a low blood. And that was enough reason for me to die then."

I raised a hand as if I were in a classroom. "What is a low-blood?" I quickly interrupted. Amiera let out a sigh. "Beforus was separated by two sides. The high-bloods, whose blood color was cold. Purple, blue, violet, they were our leader's associates if you could even say that. She worked alone. Low-bloods were forbidden from disobeying them. Whose color was warm. Orange, red-"

"Red? But everyone from earth has red blood." I didn't quite understand but I let her continue.

"And my color, gold. The revolution started when low-bloods wanted equality. They were led by a red blood. I tried to stay out of it but high-bloods started storming homes. Khalia. Khatf." Amiera clutched her arms, shaking her head. "It was horrible. They came to my place. I had been hiding my my closet. Two of them. The door was ripped off and I was dragged away. My manzil became my zinzana." I walked faster, trying to gaze over her face. Eyes closed, bright yellow tears trickling down her face. I felt a tug at my heart. What was this? Sympathy? I barely even knew this chick. Why would I feel sorry for her?

"I-It means 'My home became my prison." Amiera sniffed, wiping her eyes. "Sorry. Anyway, I was thrown into a box with other low-bloods. The high-bloods thought that destroying all of us before we joined the fight would make the battle fall in their favor. There was twelve of us in the box. We all knew each-other too. Such a small neighborhood." The troll shook her head. "We all tried yelling for help. That maybe, the rebellion would hear us and save us. They never did though. But since I was the smallest one there at the time, being so young, everyone was able to make a small hole by working together. They pushed me out and I started to run. I barely understood what I was doing and looking back on it, I should have gotten help. I should have stayed and maybe even died with them. But I took the first aircraft off the planet and ended up crash landing here." She looked towards the sky, "Sometimes I can still hear their voices. Whispering calming words to me." A small smile broke out onto her lips. What do I say in a situation like this? "I'm sure they'll love knowing you're safe." I awkwardly muttered out, trying to calm the saddened girl. Amiera sighed and nodded slowly, gazing down to her feet. I didn't mess that up, did I?

The troll forced a bright smile. "What about you? What's your story? How did you end up here?" She raised an eyebrow. That was a story I didn't like talking about. But... Ugh.. I guess I owed her since she said hers.



"My family was poor." I slowly started. "My mom and dad owned a small Mexican food place. 'Como Muchos Tacos' they called it." I wanted to roll my eyes saying the name. Ridiculous. "One day, the store was robbed and my dad was killed protecting us." I remember the day well, like it was yesterday. The man had worn a white mask, his voice was deep. My father had pushed me into the cupboards under the desk as the robber pulled out a gun. I had heard the whole scene from my spot. My mom had been there with him. The robber ordered money and my father spoke out. He was shot without a second thought. The crack of the bullet sound still echoed in my ears. My mother had screamed and I froze up. I couldn't move, like I had been glued down. Fear was dripping into my heart. I wanted to start crying, but nothing came out. My voice was stuck, my hands began to shake uncontrollably. I swallowed, trying to pull myself together. I couldn't stop the tears quietly streaming down my face, soaking my arms. The robber made his request again and my mother opened the register. The robber was gone quickly and my mother slowly opened the cabinet, so many emotions mixed in her eyes. I squeezed my eyes shut, seeing my dad lying motionless on the ground.

It wasn't long before my mother remarried. I had been so angry at her for replacing my dad, I ran away that night after the wedding.

 It was cold that night, street lights flickered on and off. Graffiti lined the brick walls over business and tall apartments. I had stopped, almost passing one of the portraits. made with spray paint. I shoved my hands in my hoodie pockets, the chill having bitten at my fingers. An orange scarf covered my neck, keeping it warm from the cold. It used to be my father's. The ragged cloth was falling apart, the colors growing dull. But it worked as well as any other scarf. I took a step closer to the art. My foot had hit something on the ground. A surprise washed over me and I had looked down. The artist had left behind a can of paint. I pulled out my left hand to pick up the bottle. The metal of the can was cold. I looked back to the drawing. A tall willow tree. It's tendrils home to all kinds of life. Children slept against the trunk, shaded from the sun. Their faces smudged out, but their hands together, the picture was nice. I looked down to the can in my hand, and let out a long sigh before shaking it up. What was I doing? I would get in huge trouble if I were caught. What more could the world do to me anyway? I aimed the can at the wall beside the tree and hit the nozzle. Red spray began to cover the wall. I twisted my arm around, turning the can to the side, letting the drawing flow out. It was done in a matter of minutes in the perfect time as the spray ran dry. I tossed away the can and observed my work. "Love."  I muttered aloud, reading the word I spelled out. The long Old English letters weren't half bad. I returned my hand to my pocket. Perhaps I should return home. I closed my eyes, taking in a long breath. I've calmed and my mom must be wondering where I was. Just then, someone nearly knocked me over, pushing themselves right past me. The stranger kept walking, though I called out. "Hey!"

The hooded stranger didn't even slow down to my voice. I burst into a run, catching up with them. Short, the stranger looked like a young kid. Younger than me. I set a hand on their shoulder, and the kid whipped around quickly, pushing my hand off. Their hood fell, revealing pure white locks. Their hair looked shaggy, falling over their face. Eyes, shining red behind a pair of rectangular glasses. It was hard to see at night, but the flickering street lamps aided me in catching their porcelain white skin. "Why don't you bother someone else, you moronic Raven!" He spat, taking a step back.

What does that even mean? Should I bother asking? The boy sighed, crossing his arms. Did he see my confusion? He shook his head and nodded towards me. "Your hair. It's black. Like a raven's." He explained, annoyed. Upon observing the stranger's hair, I smiled. "Then does makes you a dove?" His white strands glowed, even in the dark. I ignored the comment about my intelligence. In fact, the boy fascinated me. He huffed, looking to his feet. "What do you even want?" He muttered quietly. I shrugged, letting my gaze fall to the empty streets. "I don't know. I was going to tell you off but you seem chill. What are you doing out here?"

The boy shook his head hesitantly, sliding his hands into his long sleeves and letting his arms fall to his sides. "I was running away, I guess." He admitted. I gave the boy a smile. "I'm Mike. Honestly, I was doing the same thing. What's your name?" I offered my hand. He looked at it suspiciously then took it in his. "Alex."

"We're bros' now, okay?"

"Fine. Bros'"



"This is it." A final beat, and the inner walls of the beast exploded out, letting the vibrations of music spill into the outside world. I was flooded with light and had to look away, letting myself adjust to the sun, then looked outside. The beast suddenly rumbled, a weak roar curdled out, and the beast fell. I held myself down until the movement stopped, and carefully stepped out. Guitar around my chest, I looked around. This... Wasn't the beach.  What was this? The ground was covered in soft soil instead of warm beach sand. I couldn't see past tall trees ahead of me. And behind me. Surrounding me around trees. I didn't need a sign to know where I was. "The Amazon." I breathed out, looking back to the beast. It's red eyes were dulled, and it lay unmoving. Perhaps a blast like that could kill something. I mean, maybe. It didn't bleed though, its insides spilled out. Did the beast walk here? Or was in something else?

Anything could happen in a glitched session. So, am I closer to finding my friends? Or further? I couldn't tell anymore. I pulled out my cellphone. A long crack ran down the screen but when I pressed the button, it still seemed to work.

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-trigunTrooper began pestering greatGaspian-

TT: Alex. I haven't heard from you in a while.

TT: Are you okay?

TT: Alex?

TT: Bud?

TT: I hope you're okay.

TT: Mike told me he's in a forest. Maybe i'm in the same one now.

TT: We'll find you. I promise.

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With no luck on Alex, I dialed Mike.

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-trigunTrooper has begun pestering grainTrain-

TT: Mike!

TT: Mike are you here?

TT: Shit

TT: Are you okay?

TT: Are you here?

TT: Are you okay?

GT: Duuuuuuude chill holy fuck  ಠ_ಠ

TT: Mike! Thank god. You almost gave my a heart attack.

GT: Are you okay?

TT: Yea. A monster tried to attack me but I got away.

TT: Well it ate me

TT: But I totally broke out. You should've seen how rad I was!

GT:....?

TT: But that's not right.

TT: I haven't heard from Rose yet. But monsters shouldn't be here. They're too strong for the beginning of the game.

TT: There's supposed to be small things. Imps and stuff.

GT: I don't know what you're talking about but i'm assuming you're right.

TT: Killing enemies gets us grist, or money.

TT: We use that to buy things online.

TT: More specifically right now, a way to enter Skaia.

TT: Our houses didn't come with us like they were supposed too. So I'm assuming we're all on the same level. Maybe another planet I dunno.

GT: What ಠ_ಠ

TT: Hm?

GT: What's Skaia?

TT: Oh!

TT: Well, Rose, the girl who wrote the walk-through, she sent me a link to her page. It seems to be the only page my internet will connect too. Okay, i'll explain.

GT: Please do madam

TT: Eww I don't being called that. It sounds weird.

GT: Just explain the goddamn game.

TT: Hwrgasrgdthjwrtjrwsedyh

TT: Fine.

TT: Okay you listeniong>?

TT: *Listenijngh

TT: *Listening

GT: YES! ಠ_ಠ

TT: Okay

TT: In the normal game, there's supposed to be a medium for each player. They all fight simple monsters to build a ladder and find each other in their own medium.

TT: They're also supposed to get a sprite. And when a sprite is prototyped, Skaia's space increases. It's kinda like a huge chessboard. When we get to Skaia, we beat the game.

TT: Got it?

GT: Yea.

TT: There's also the two moons around Skaia named Derse and Prospit. Which are the dark and light who fight on the planet.

GT: What?

TT: Okay it's super confusing but I promise, you'll understand. I hear something coming.

-trigunTrooper has ceased pestering grainTrain-

After speaking to Mike, I felt my nerves calm a little. But my worry was growing more and more for Alex. What happened to him? Please tell me he's alright.

Well, there was no point in staying here any longer. I should find a clue on how to get out of here. Maybe not even that. I needed something to do next.

The game is really messed up, isn't it?

I started walking, my heeled boots digging into the wet mud. It was pulling me down, making it hard to do anything. "Damn." I muttered to myself, pulling myself forward for another step. At that moment, I couldn't move. It was like my feet were glued to the ground. My heart skipped a beat, I had to swallow a lump on my throat. "No no no-" The words hissed from my lips.



 I looked around, trying to find something that could possibly help me out of this situation but everything that was even possible was out of reach. Was this... Quicksand!? Right. I just had to stay calm. Struggling would drag me down. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. I escaped death once but who knows how lucky i'll be the next time. What was I supposed to do!?

As I began to feel hopeless, something flashed in my eyes and a strange object was before me. When I gazed down, atop the sand was a thick rope, a knot tied at the end. "Well what are you waiting for!" A voice called out from the trees. "Grab on!"

Without hesitation, I gripped onto the knot and let the stranger pull. I felt the grip on my body shake and within moments, the suction dispersed and the rough ground was below me again. My chest felt tight and I couldn't hold back a cough, letting my lungs clear. That was a horrifying experience I never wanted to go through again. Yet somehow, I seem to have a recent problem of getting trapped in things. First the beast, now the sand. What's next? A cave? Wait. I won't jinx it. I pulled myself up to sit on my knees and rubbed my head slowly, feeling the fear subside for now. "T-Thanks." I looked up to a figure stepping out of the trees. He reeled in the rope and slung it over his shoulder. "Glad I caught you in  time!" He smiled brightly. It was a boy, looking no older than me. With black hair, small framed glasses, and bright green eyes. "When I came over, I expected to find a wicked beast to challenge. I saw you jump out though like some kind of nutter!" He laughed quietly, then held his hand out. "What are you even doing all the way out here?" I accepted the boy's offer and let him pull me to my feet. "I'm not sure." I admitted slowly. "This day has been crazy. I was on some kind of beach but when the beast tried to eat me, I found myself here.... Which is..." I looked around, only seeing trees around. "Where exactly?"

The boy smiled again, then rubbed his chin. "Ehh... Pretty dodgy story but whatever. You must be in the game too, right?"

Game?

.... He's a player!?

"You're in Sburb too? This server? How did you get here?"

"Blimey!" He suddenly interrupted. "I'll explain what I can. But first, check out this wicked thing I found." The boy started away and I had to run to catch up. "Alright let's go slow then. I'm Zara." I pointed to myself.

"Name's Jake." The boy nodded. "Jake English."



How is this possible? I was holding the stars. I could SEE the stars! They looked so small in the palm of my hand. Each one sparkled peacefully. In the darkness, it was almost like looking at the sky again. "Trust your heart." The woman whispered again. My heart? What was I supposed to do now? What kind of power was this? I used to be an ordinary girl before this all happened. I wasn't ready for this power.

I was scared.

I didn't know the first thing to do. I felt my heart thumping in my chest. I couldn't back down now. I had a real friend and they needed my help. I could see Dave's blade sticking up in the ground, too far for him to grab with beasts surrounding him. Actually, it was more difficult to focus with my vision back. I had to squint. The small light in my hand glared everything else.

One of the beasts lunged, and I felt my heart jump. Dave slipped to the side and the monster's jaws snapped together. Then another slashed its paw. What do I do?!

In a sudden impulse, I thrust my hand out. Without warning, my whole body was burning. I couldn't cry out though. It didn't hurt. From the tips of my fingers, the heat traveled up my arms, then spread out over the rest of my body. I couldn't move, because I was watching in bewilderment. The stars on my hands flew off. In a spiral tunnel, then spun towards the beasts. The light attracted their attention from Dave and they were now charging at me. The stars clung to their fur and as they came closer, I felt a panic rising in my gut. As the beasts reached me, I could finally move again. And I jumped back, tightening my hold on my spear. Then there was a blinding light. The beasts roared out, then the stars exploded. The beasts vanished and what was left of them transformed into strange objects. Was this grist?

 Before I had time to figure it out, the small stars flung at me, and it went dark again before I had a chance to move. Was this the power my mom gave me? While I was busy trying to understand what just happened, there was a voice. "I didn't need help." Dave muttered, sounding close by. "But thanks I guess. Pretty wicked power you have. Is that a god tier?"

What's​ a god tier? I wasn't sure if I could explain what it was myself. Honestly, I was scared. Those weren't animals I had ever seen before, or ever wanted to see again. They were just like the imps when I first met John. Speaking of which... I shook my head and hurried back towards Rose's house without answering Dave.



A gentle snow twinkled down from the sky above. The flakes fell in a synchronized cluster, piling up in the earth below. A watchful pair of eyes narrowed against the cold air. The figure crouched down and set a hand against the cold pavement. "Winter is finally here." He muttered. A pair of sliding doors from behind made a creek as they opened and another being exit. "What are you doing out here?" A woman's soft voice asked. The male let out a sigh and stood back up, not looking back. "Praying. You heard what the doctor said, didn't you?" He crossed his arms and rested on the gate of the tall balcony. The woman stepped up beside him. "Yes. I don't understand how this could be an issue though. It's just a little problem. Easily fixable." She tilt her head and smiled, attempting to reassure the man.

But he shook his head. "Not this time. We own the largest company in the world. We are the face of it." He paused and clenched his fists. "If this child is how the doctor claimed he will be, then he have no choice but to try again."

The woman let out a quiet gasp. "Are you really considering leaving our first born?" Her voice grew louder with anger. The man whipped around and glared into her eyes. "We cannot have him own the cooperation one day if that's how he is! What other choice do we have!?"

The couple fell silent then the woman looked away, down into the city below. "What's so bad about a few different looks? Who says it'll be bad for the company?" The woman whispered after a few minutes. Her husband raised a hand to his head and plucked a single strand of hair. He held it up to his wife. "Itś not just his looks. Do you see this?"

The woman looked down to the strand of hair yet didn't speak, her husband continued. "Our genes IS who we are. This red has been the face of the company for generations. This color is why we got married, so we can continue the gene that makes this family who we are. We may have been an arranged, but, I love you. We have to do what's best. This child will be weak, blind, unfit to uphold a company."

The woman watched as the strand slipped from his fingers and was carried away.

"I... Understand." She looked down.

Since before the company was created, the family always had fiery red hair and deep sea green eyes. According to the doctor, the newest baby wouldn't have neither, in fact, it wouldn't have anything. The genes were recorded and after a long test, been confirmed the child would be born albino. Snow white hair and ruby red eyes. The woman placed a hand to her stomach and leaned on the railing. Without a word, the couple observed the snowfall in silence.



But that was a long time ago. Ten years ago. A young boy rolled over in bed, the sunlight shone through the small window. A few moments passed and he finally pushed himself up. "It's too early to be up." The boy muttered, rubbing an eye and letting out a yawn. He finished completely waking up and examined his room. There was his dresser, tidy with a table lamp and a laptop. Beside it was a dresser that belonged to his roommate. It was littered with notebook paper from last night, still not yet cleaned. It was hard to believe his roommate actually worked hard on school. The boy pulled his legs over the bed and stood up completely, stretching one last time and approaching his dresser. "What time is it?" A voice yawned from the top bunk. The boy looked back to his sleepy roommate and frowned. He didn't want them up yet. "Go back to sleep."

His roommate huffed and rolled over. "Quit being your bitchy self, Alex. Nobody likes that. That's why you haven't been adopted." The second boy trailed off as he slipped back into the dream world. Alex froze for a mere moment before yanking clothes out of his dresser. "You're so nice, tell me why you haven't been adopted either." Alex spoke low enough so the boy couldn't hear. He grabbed his glasses off the dresser and slipped them on his face. Of course, nobody would come to visit Alex today. All the adopters are warned against choosing him, so he was free to do whatever he chose today. Of course, he would be alone again. Alex slipped out of his room and started down the hallway. The window at the end of the hall allowed the orphanage to light up and not seem as gloomy as it really was. Even still, he couldn't stand being in it's walls, trapped with so many other people around. He didn't stop in the lunchroom for a quick breakfast like most kids did when they woke up, making his way hastily out the doors before the receptionist noticed. She was too busy on the phone to watch the doors. Once outside, Alex looked both ways, deciding where to go that day. Both sides didn't seem very interesting to go down but anywhere was better than here.

With a quick decision, he swerved right.

So many happy people were out today, dressed nicely, with their families or on their phones. Alex had a hand-me-down donated laptop at least. It didn't work well but he was able to access the internet. Before he received it, he had barely known what music was. And now it was all he was thinking about as he was walking. Imagining the beats and lyrics in his mind, he completely tuned out. When he blinked, remembering the real world, Alex realized fast that he had no idea where he was going. Normally, he would have been scared but for some reason, today, now, the boy smiled. This was his chance to be free. Nobody would ever adopt him, nobody even wanted him before he was born, so now he had his chance to find his own way. He sucked in a deep breath and ran. As fast as he could, he made sure not to stop as long as he had the energy to move. His heart pounded faster, his lungs screamed, but he didn't plan on stopping. Nobody would ever find him! But finally, he had to stop for a breath. Alex began to feel thirsty as his throat was dry and his body was tired. He didn't know how far away he ran or where to go now, so a break would be ideal. He sighed and swallowed, trying to compensate for the lack of water around. He didn't have to go much farther to find a sidewalk bench beside a cafe'. His eyelids felt heavy but he couldn't stop now. He threw his hood over his head and after a short break, stood up again. It was sundown already. How long had he been out? Were people looking for him? Probably not. He didn't intend to go back. Not ever. With a small groan, he shook his head and kept going. Maybe he would find somewhere to sleep soon. The boy pushed his glasses up his face, closing his eyes as he walked. Suddenly someone called out to him. "Hey!"



  No. Whatever they wanted, they're going to bring him back there if they found out. And who knows, they probably weren't calling for ME anyway. Or so I thought until a hand was on my shoulder, gripping tightly. I pulled away and turned back, seeing the stranger behind me. My hood fell but I didn't care. Let them see who I was. I gazed up to them, seeing long, smooth hair fall over their shoulders. I couldn't help but stare. Black hair, contrary to my white strands. And darkened skin that looked well with their emerald eyes. Unlike me, this guy had color. He probably had a family and a home, with people who loved him. My own family thought I was weak, and I would be blind. Unfit to survive under the sun. But him... I spat the first thing that came to mind.

"Why don't you bother someone else, you moronic Raven!" I stepped backwards. He just stood there, staring at me. Did he think the same as those other people too? I huffed and crossed my arms. Obviously, he didn't understand what I meant. "Your hair. It's black. Like a raven's." I pointed to his own black hair.

  "Then does that makes you a dove?"

A.. What? I felt my cheeks get warm. I was not a dove! I lowered my gaze before he saw how I was getting flustered. "What do you even want?" Just who was this guy?

"I don't know. I was going to tell you off but you seem chill. What are you doing out here?"

I shook my head at his question, pulling my arms into my sleeves and holding my hands to my chest under my shirt. "I was running away, I guess." I admitted.

The boy lightly smiled. "I'm Mike. Honestly, I was doing the same thing. What's your name?" He offered his hand for me to take. I gazed down at his palm. He didn't judge me. I don't understand. Did he really want me around? "Alex." I muttered, reaching out to grip it.

"We're bros' now, okay?" Mike tilt his head, letting his long hair flow with.

"Fine. Bros'"

I had a friend now. A real friend that I could call my own. Mike suddenly gave a light tug, pulling me with. "Come with me. If we're both running away, let's go together. Do you have a place to sleep?"

With my other hand, I pushed up my glasses and shook my head. "N-No. And let go!" I pulled back and ripped my hand from his hold only to fall back and hit the ground. My glasses fell off my face and I heard a shatter right beside my head. My body hurt but I forced myself up anyway, pulling up to a sit, and rubbing my eyes. Everything was a blur now. All the colors just merged into one painting. I felt Mike's hand on mine again as he helped me to my feet then he chuckled. What was there to laugh about!? "Man you're stubborn." He voice was behind me then I felt him move. His shape picked up my glasses and offered them back. "I don't have any money to fix them for you. But my mom does. Let's stop at my home. We'll get you fixed up." His voice sounded so nice, the feeling in my chest told me to trust him. I nodded and forced a smile. He began to lead me in the opposite direction, and I followed. As we walked, Mike began to make conversation. "So what's your story?" He wondered.

"I'm not really sure." I shrugged. "All I got when I was dumped at an orphanage was a dumb note from my parents. Apparently they owned a huge company and couldn't keep me." I closed my eyes, remembering the day I was told about the note. I couldn't believe my ears. My own parents couldn't keep me because I was a liability to the company. After all, if I couldn't even handle sunlight, how could I handle a job like that? Would the people really accept a new face for the company when I came of age to take over? I didn't even look like the people there. Unless I told you, you wouldn't even know I was from India. They even went as far as to sail me over-sea so I couldn't come back. When I explained it to Mike, he huffed, sounding annoyed. "Bull. You look pretty fucking cool if I say so."

Cool? I couldn't help the smile growing on my face. "You think so?"

"Yea. It's not everyday you see a kid with snow hair like yours. So what if you can't be in the sun or you can't see well? There's such thing as glasses and sunblock. You're parents must have been pretty low. Maybe it's a good thing you're not there now, don't you say?"

What Mike said... It made me think. Was it true? Was I really better off? Even still, I wish I had met my family. They gave birth to me. I needed to know, even if I didn't stay. "Do you have a family?" I suddenly asked. Mike hesitated a moment before replying. "Sort of. My dad was killed not long ago. My mom hurried to remarry before our restaurant went out of business. But my step-dad is an ass. That's why I was running away. She didn't even consider how I felt and just married for the money. It doesn't feel like much of a family now. All she cares about is pleasing him so he can stay, regardless of what I say." I felt Mike's arms draped over my shoulder. "We're close now. So here's what i'll do. I'll just quickly slip inside and grab a few bucks then rush out before i'm caught. You just wait here, okay?" Before I could reply, he vanished and I was left alone in the darkness of the streets. What could I do now? I suppose I should just listen and wait. I couldn't seem to focus though. Even when I thought about music, his story kept replaying in my head. It felt like forever before I heard the doors creak open and Mike returned, waving a credit card around. "We'll get around with this. There should still be some money left so let's get you some new glasses before we find a place to sleep tonight."



"Here. Try these." My new friend adjusted another pair of frames on my face. I blinked and tried to focus but it was still blurry. "I can't see." I pulled them off and handed them back. Someone else suddenly approached. "Are you looking for glasses?" An older man asked. He must have been an employee. "Yea. What of it?" I quickly blurted, trying to get him away. The man didn't though, and instead chuckled. "Well, if you feel up to it, we put out contacts for sale. Colored ones as well, if you're interested."

"Colored ones?" Mike turned to me. "How 'bout it? An eye color change might help you feel better."

"Well.." If Mike was suggesting it, maybe it wasn't all bad. "Fine. Let's see them."

The clerk led us to a table and waved his hands to the merchandise on it. "Pick your color. Pink, grey, purple is very popular right now."

I turned to my friend, letting him choose. I felt so attached already. He didn't judge me at all, and was so nice to me. He didn't even speak about my mean words when they came out. Was this a real friend? A boy I met on the streets at night was so nice. "How about this?" Mike picked up a box. "Here hermano. It's blue."

"Hermano?" I moved closer so he could help me put them on.

"It means brother in Spanish." I twitched a little when the first one was in but the second one didn't feel to bad. I blinked, making it comfortable, then looked around. I saw better than I ever had in glasses. Everything was clear, without a smudge at all! "Check it." My friend picked up a mirror and held it to my face. The boy that looked back at me had bright blue eyes. I gave it a grin and nodded. "I like it!"

"Aw I knew you looked nice with a smile." Mike suddenly ruffled my hair. I shook him off and looked away. "I wasn't smiling." I wouldn't let him tease me like that.

"If only you were a girl." He sighed. "Oh well. Who says I can't." Mike suddenly smirked. Before I could ask, he leaned close and gave a small kiss on my forehead.  I felt my cheeks burn bright, jumping away and narrowing my eyes. "What was t-that for!?" I spat. "Don't think you can touch me whenever you want!"

He rolled his eyes, fixing an orange scarf around his neck. "Relax. I was being nice. I don't swing that way."

What did that mean? I didn't care enough to ask. "Just don't do it again without asking at least." I let my guard down again. I wasn't used to such affections from someone else and I wasn't going to let them happen that easily.



It didn't take long... Only a few nights with Mike on the streets before I was caught by the police and taken back to the orphanage. Mike managed to escape and I felt the worst pain in my heart I had felt in a long time, thinking i'd never see him again. Until one day, it was late at night. I heard the laptop ding quietly. I rolled out of bed and opened Brainpad, the only social media I used. How...

Mike: bro. are you okay?
Alex: How did you find me?
Mike: pretty easy. your profile picture and matching area. but that's not important.
Alex: ?
Mike: this girls tits were huge. you should have seen them.
Alex: ?????????????
Mike: oh right.
Mike: i should tell you.
Mike: i got a job. when i'm 18, i'll get you out of there.
Alex: Huh? Why would you do that for me?
Mike: because we're friends.
Mike: do I need another reason?
Mike: anyway, until I see you again, remember to smile, just how I like it.
Mike: okay?
Mike: try to be happy, even if it's fake, pretend for a little bit, and maybe your life won't be so hard.
Mike: i think they're going to keep close watch on you now. my parents aren't looking for me so i'll be okay.
Mike: just promise me, okay?
Alex: Okay
Alex: Until we meet again
Blazing Stars Chapter Eight ((Homestuck Story))
Ally is a girl taken from her hope at birth to be raised in the wild. She grew up never seeing another human except her father and learned the ways at life until a fire destroyed the only hope she ever knew. On top of that, Ally is faced with blindness during an eclipse which forces her to travel to the city with help of her guardian, Father Forest, the ghost of her father. In doing so, throws her into another universe as a meteor shower destroys the world. Meanwhile three friends are introduced to the face of death. A glitched SBurb session, a blind girl, and the ghosts of those before. The time is coming for fates to be revealed or will the four kids forever be... Homestuck?
♚[© 2016 | Emily Jones]♛
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Name: Anuyushi, my real name is a secret.
Birthday: April 6th
Gender: Transgender
• Nationality: British, Italian, Czechoslovakian   
• Sexuality: Bisexual
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Favorite anime: Naruto, Devil Is A Part Timer, Kamigami No Asobi
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Working on a few full-length books at the moment.
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:woohoo: :party: :iconcakelickplz: !!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!! :iconcakelickplz: :party: :woohoo:

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