This is the most frustrating movie that I have, by far, created out of my one and a half years with YouTube. For all people out there who make YouTube Poop videos, no wonder it takes you os long to publish videos that are, like, five videos. This is some hard work. Firin' my lasers ~ Hope you all enjoy, it took me a long time to just make a one and a half minute movie like this. x3 Plus, I was running out of ideas.
At Death's Door Written by Skyler Jorgensen Let me fill you in on the fact that this is a ten part story, so, this will actually be completed. Chapter One Death, the definition of ending life as we know it. The cessation, the immediate halt, of an organism. It all, seems to just jump right at you all the time these days. Truly, it sickens all of us. The reason and causes and effects of death, all are either sickening, sad, depressing, or just plain inappropiate. Recently, I have noticed this through out my life, surrounded by death, torture, corruption. The list seems to never end. To be honest, it seems as if I don't really have a life anymore. Everything si so boring, usual. The same thing, the same thing, everyday. I always find myself on my desk, writing the philosophy of the rants I have come to realize over just the simple nano second I actually remain to stay alive. The same numbers and letters, shapes and words. I'm tired of always having to deal with this normal, boring world. If only maybe, maybe, something would stick above all others. Something would come crashing down and deliver all sorts of interesting phenomena. Unfortunately, the laws of physics and life itself, seem to get in the way of every aspect of those dreams. If only the world could just be altered in some way, some fashion, and yet the world stay the same. But through experience, when someone as big as even global warming begins to stop, the whole world seems to be completely altered to a way, that it leads off to destruction. Hell, even the war we are fighting in. When it stops, something will just encoruage it to keep going. Which altered the saying "ignorance is bliss". I take that into full encouragement. Or else, why wouldn't life be the same way as it is without the intelligence of the philosophers and scientists that we know to this very day? It would just be the same barren planet as it was when it was first created. Maybe all of us might adapt onto Mars, since it seems to be going through what we did billions of years ago. But that's irrelevant. Although, wouldn't you think leaving the Earth to rot would be the greatest idea in the world? Huh, not. Without Earth, how do you think we would adapt further onto Mars. Maybe we forgot something and realized it a decade later. Hence, alters the phrase "ignorance is bliss", yet again. Decades go by and the Earth is rotting, then all of the sudden, the Mars people finally notice that they forgot something. They return to Earth to only find themselves on a barren, deadbeat planet. Now, hasn't this rant been going on for quite some time? Haven't I gotten a bit off topic here and there? Of course, that's what always happens with you actually have intellectual traits and abilities. Let me introduce myself. The name is Takeharu, Takeharu Karamorita. I am a Japanese, and British, student who is undergoing college at this moment. God, is it ever boring to just be learning the same thing you already knew when you were thirteen years old. Depressing. What's sad is that sometimes, it takes some of the most unintelligent and some of the most intelligent to finally figure a subject of life that no one ever knew or ever could possibly realize. This Earth is such a pathetic rock. But, sometimes, we just have to live with it since some people just love to be the biggest deadbeats on the planet. Makes me sick. Maybe some people should actually consider just moving to an unknown planet where people can be intelligent, rational, and safe. But, people have habits, and those habits always makes one good thing turn into a pile of crap. Ha, I bet you are wondering how complicated I really am. To be honest, more complicated than what my professors tell me. I've come to acknowledge this after many years of having to put up with myself. I've realized through parents and many failed relationships, that I am probably one of those crazy kids who grew up hating the world. And in the process of loathing this rock, I've come to notice too much about this world, that it even bothers myself. Impressive how off topic I can get, isn't it? It's a habit I can't seem to shrug off my shoulders. Same with using too much metaphors. People tend to get used to the annoying process of me going on about my perspective of life through the many complied sentences I like to refer to as "metalifes". It's all in the compound word, my friend. Nothing to really explain. Huh, the title is "At Death's Door". That takes it far enough that the Earth is surely approaching that standard. I mean, seriously, we've messed up so much of our enviorment, and our society might I add, that eventually over the time, there will be no existence to even adapt with and everyone will probably be excrutiatingly dead. Reason why we have so many people sticking up for the trees and the plants, so then the real dumbasses in life can destory their habits and go back to normal life and continue being the people who everybody loves. Unfortunately, life isn't as simple I, or anyone else for that matter, want. We just have to deal with the fact that life is going to be the same, no matter what we do. And I've come to realizing that maybe there might be someone out there who actually knows the same old, same old as myself. God, don't I feel like the biggest psychologist? Heh, I could only wish, my friend. Only wish. Back to a more, less depressing topic, I'd like to mention that life has actually been turning for the better here in Tokyo. Nothing peculiar. Just the everyday, bustling city where rush hour seems to piss everyone off. Although, I guess that would be the same for London, or perhaps St. Peterburg. Maybe New York? Wouldn't doubt it. College is almost over, going to get my doctorate after all. I might actually miss this school. With what all I've said before, I bet you are wondering as to why. Well, you see, I'm sort of what you call a minimal womanizer. I don't tease or date women that often, but when I do, I feel as if I am a poet when I talk. A habit I can't resist when talking to a girl. Recently, however, I have started to give up on relationships. Yeah, that lasted long. A girl, Camille Blanc. Hold on, I can't even get over how beautiful that French name is. It's amazing how the name compliments so much about everything the girl truly is. Everyday, she is surely working her mind to the point where she sleeps during class. Everyone seems to call her such a 'bookworm'. Simply, I don't understand how they got into college by being stupid enough to tease a girl like that and have such an uncreative insult, at that. The other day, in fact, I actually got some backbone to talk to her. To only get rejected and told "Sorry, I've got something else to do." I'm such a terrible excuse for an androgenous boy, it's ridiculous. I gave up on trying to talk to her after many 'rejections'. Yet still, my ever so growing love for her was beginning to kill me. Then, something unexpected came flying my way. Like a hawk just begging to get something to eat, so the hawk spots a nice little prairie dog and takes it for some lunch. This three guys come up to me, the leader, supposedly, of the group had that cocky, generic anime smirk on his face. He certainly wanted to pick a fight. "Hey, why do you keep flirting with my girlfriend, Camille?"
Now, I'm not one for rap, but when I heard Memento Mori on the British radio this morning, I fell in love with the bloody duo. If you don't know who they are, The Streets are a British rap duo, obviously. Trust me, their music is both hilarious, intelligent, and their beats kick major ass. >:3 I reccommend their music fully.
APES AMV Contest Organized and Created by Skyler Jorgensen Well, about a month or so ago, the YXZ contest ended with my best friend, Magnus ( Zetzu ), wining at the top of them all with a couple others. Ever since the end of the contest, I've wanted to make a contest similar to that. The copyright of actions obviously being acknowledged. But besides that, I wanted to see the best of you all across KHV to make your AMV's from the bottom of your heart and spill them out with the pride and joy you always must express when you make others. I really hope you guys can contribute, but first, how about we explain this all about this? That's what we need to do anyways, right? The title. What's up with that? The title originates from the first letter in the genres oif music the judges, and myself, will pick out for you to edit. Alternative Punk Emo Screamo Pretty much that's all I have toi explain about the title. Yes, I meant it to be this way because it would be easier to pronounce. Rules This may be a little early in the post, but I thought that I could share this first hand so then, people don't be arrogant and skip this part. 1. Keep it with Kingdom Hearts, or anything Square-Enix related. i.e. The World Ends With You + Final Fantasy. 2. Try not to flame others videos because of the editing system, because of the effects, or anything for that matter. 3. For judges, try to keep the song under massive explicit content. If the song has too much swearing, either find a censored version, or use a different one when we randomly choose the songs. 4. Please keep inappropiate comments to yourself, try to crtique the video nicely, judges. 5. Please try to have fun ! Rules for specifically JUDGES 1. You must draw a song at random from your own memory, and tell me what song it is. That way, it makes it easier, obviously, for me to message the person with the song. And so then, all people can be informed. 2. Like I said before, keep your CnC on a apropiate level. No swearing or inappropiate, off topic flaming. 3. Try not to start duels with members, obviously. That's common sense. 4. You can use the genre of music from any country ! France, Sweden, Japan, China, anywhere ! How this thing works Depending on how many people enter, will decide how far this will go. For instance, if there are sixteen members, than it will go from qualifying to quarter finals to so on and so forth. It'll be worked out at the amount of attendees. I think that's all I have to mention involving that. Judges We are holding up open auditions for three judges, anybody who loves the same type of music for the APES will be accepted immediately. This way, the music can be worked out tons faster. And if you become a judge, please add each other on MSN so then the conversation will also go faster. That way, we can get more organized, which I am actually quite strict about sometimes. Haha. xD Current Judges LullabyCaiden Members None, currently. o A o; Well, this is LullabyCaiden just saying and creatin', you know. ;D Hope you all have fun, and let your hearts do what they wish. Just a little advice line, you know.
Well, I recently just got finished editing my newest blog which takes my point on diesel and why America is so greedy the fact that they have the decency to raise it for the army. They are the ones saving you ! Hope you all enjoy my short little rant. <33 I'll do it, hands down
The Reformation of the SOS Brigade SOS団のカイカク Written by Skyler Jorgensen Hello one and all of KH-Vids. My name is Skyler Jorgensen, as some of you may already know. I have some great news to inform you on. I am actually working on a story that I want to soon be published out here in the US, and soon with an edition in translated Japanese. And guess what, you guys? You are going to be the first audience to get the full taste of the full volume of The Reformation of the SOS Brigade. Do you have question for the future of the series or how the series originated? Simple ask me on this topic and I will answer all your questions ! And, here's one fact of information to clear up things. Recently, the light novel series of Haruhi Suzumiya is coming to an end with the final installment in the series coming out not too long from now. I simply thought the series would need a sequel or a continuation, so this sparked the idea. By the way, the story takes place about ten to thirteen years in the future from The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya. I hope you all enjoy the story ! Wish me the best of luck at getting it published ! First Chapter: Espers? They're Real?! Espers, time travellers, aliens, andriods. If you asked me whether I believed in such things as a kid, my answer would be rather blunt. I would say I never really believed in them in the first place. To be honest, I actually would admit that it went on and off from believing, or straight out disbelief. Of course, being myself, I always was surrounded by parents who believed in this genre of existence. In fact, as a child, they would tell me a bed night story about their continous adventures with the mysterious, human like, supernatural entities walking the Earth at their time of high school. What's funny was that I was a kid, so of course I was going to believe them. But soon after, I began to doubt it with much more thought but into the basis. Now, being at the age of fifteen, everything was coming to end. The result of my philosophy of the subjects of espers, aliens, and such have ended up being that I couldn't believe in them. Dedicating my life for research or acknowledgement of these people would just be a waste of my time. I knew that in the end, life wouldn't turn out the way I would want it to. But that's besides the point. Today was the first day of school, at a brand new school. Brand new life, brand new friends. Hopefully, this will turn out the way I want it and be the most entertaining part of my life. Problem is, I'm afraid these thre years will be just a bit too boring. I mean, it might just be the same thing over and over again for three years. That wouldn't be a very entertaining lifestyle for high school, I am certain of that. As I introduced myself during class, I noticed a rather particular girl right in front of me. One that was actually rather soft, short, yet had a lovely face. "Mihara Asahina. It's a p-pleasure to meet you all." The studder complimented enough cuteness as it already was. The voice didn't help much at that. God, and since I am going to be sitting next to her all year, this will be a rather complicatecd, yet interesting class. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mihara." So, I said, giving off a soft smile in appreciation and introduction. Mihara would respond actually rather nervously, and what I mean by that is turning around with a bright blush on her face. One of crimson that resembled too much of a rose. Too be honest, it was too adorable to withstand. Even for a fiften year old boy with the strong patience of an old, wise man. As I neglected my heart beating as fast as a cheetah's feet on hot grass for his pret, I got out of my chair and stopped over by Mihara's desk soon after all the formalities were over. Sitting upon a desk right next to Mihara, I was thinking of saying something, yet not saying something. Reason why I wouldn't say anything is because I had this feeling in my gut that would just make the girl before me just call me a loser. If not that, a girl. Due to the fact I have my hair put into a long ponytail with my long sideburns and bangs still being in their regular, everyday position. But, being me, the words spilled out. "So, what are you reading?" "N-Nothing much. Just manga." The fast reply shocked me, but the studdering complimented that she was trying to collect through her adorable nervous thinking. Chuckling as I usually would, I closed my eyes to give off an approving look. "I see. What manga are you reading?" Believe it or not, I'm not really into manga or anime, but occasionally, I watch it due to my boredom. Could this girl be an otaku? "L-Loveless." Something clicked in my head that actually made me smile. She was certainly into her shounen-ai manga. But that's alright, I guess you could say. Out of all the animes I barely even watch, Loveless was probably the top of them all that made my mind truly think on the real perspective of a relationship. "I see." Was a simple response that I gave off. The fact that I couldn't think of anything else to say left my mind in a knot, all of the sudden. What shocked me was the question that popped up all of the sudden. Something that was brought up unexpectingly, in my opinion. "Do you believe of people of existence with cat ears?" So, now she was going to talk about cat people. To be honest, my answer was not that complicated; as others seem to be. "Actually, in fact, I do. There could be a possibility that a person could be fused with at least some feline DNA or something like that. Creating the simplicity of an existence of cat people." Yet again, the words with more than three syllables would slip out. It was amazing how fast I truly thought about something. Mihara began to look at me with a smile, a smile of true beauty and appreciation. At that moment, I thought my heart couldn't beat fast enough. "Thank you for understanding. I agree just the same with you." So Mihara would respond. To be honest, I was already starting to adapt to this girl. Everything about her set off this feeling inside him that wasn't only friendship, but love simultaneously. "It's always my pleasure." The soft tone of voice started to automatically kick in. I loved it how my body would seem to have a mind of its own most of the time. But then again, makes me feel like I'm a lapdog, for some odd reason. "By the way, you said your last name was Suzumiya. Are you related to Haruhi Suzumiya?" That wasn't really a stupid question. People would always think there was another Suzumiya or something like that. By the way, I can't believe I haven't said it. My name is Suzumiya Kaoru. A rebellious boy who grew up with supernatural parents. Somehow, I had a strange feeling about all this formality that was our introduction and our friendship. Something about it just didn't seem to ring so well with my reception of gut feelings. Neglecting my inner train of thought, Mihara and I stopped right at the neighborhood. Right where the train would be passing by. Of course, away from the train's path, obviously. Why the both of us stopped was beyond me. Before I knew it, the atmosphere was chilling, and brought thoughts of true grey to my sense of world. The eyes of Mihara were like soft cotton, but also resembled the coldness of liquid helium. Could this be a confession of some sort? I really was afraid to find out myself. That's the moment, the moment when Mihara asked me the first concerning question of the day. As the pause of silence soon turned into the conversation soon to arrive, Mihara asked the question that was so awaiting. "Do you believe in espers?"
Well, the Question Time topics inspired me to ask all of you this: do you have questions for me ? I guess this is the best alternative to hearing questions from everyone instead of waiting until a certain conversation pops up. Haha. But that's besides that. Have any questions involving simplicity with subjects such as media, writing, etc. ? Go ahead and ask me, I'd love to answer all your questions. :3 ( Sorry if I sounded a bit selfish back there. I tried to put it the best way I could.
There should be a few on this website, as a matter of fact, most of you should be able or should've posted or made a story now or in the past. So, here are my questions for all you lovely residents of KH-Vids : 1. How did you begin to write stories ? 2. What was your first story, and what was it about ? 3. Are you working on any stories currently ? Any poems, perhaps ? _______________________________ Well, it all began when I first watched the chibi, CGI Gundam series. The style of the series and the simply plotline got me really thinking about if I could continue something in my own version of perspective. With that, I began to write primitive lines, the fact that I was only eight at the time. As I progressed in age, I began to study further into English and my mother's language, Japanese. Therefore, so I could learn more about each side of the languages for a better advantage to a better description of words and their formation in sentences, paragraphs, etc. My first real story would have to be a underground published AniPlay, which takes place in a self titled world with all residents from a certain website ordered to leave there the rest of their lifes. In a world completely unknown and hidden from all human eyes in general, except for the people who reside within the world. The problem, the master in all of the world, Robuko, is ordering everyone to fight each other to the death. If you die in that world, you return to real life in your world. But unfortunately, you can find weapons around the world that can permanently kill you. This was the story of Daisuke, who was willingly trying to stay alive with his friends. As a matter of fact, I am working on two stories. The first story actually is one I halted on hiatus due to the fact of low feedback and reputation I recieved for it. The title is Drink Under The Wine, which I posted the first five chapters here on KH-Vids. Another one is actually a new story idea, one I have actually been working hard on assembling. The long awaited title for the mysterious story is revealed only here ( because the other people on the website got ugly and we all had to quit ) is The Disintegration and Reawakening of the SOS Brigade. Uh huh, my continuation of the novel series. Now, I bet you are asking yourself, Haruhi Suzumiya no Yuuutsu had a novel series? Yes, actually, that and the manga inspired the anime we all know and love ( and patiently waiting a second season to ) today. And after reading a snippet of the final novel, I thought that the series needed to be continued. Now it's your turn ! I'm sure a lot of you have great backstories and stories themselves to share with us ! <33
Ugh, this was such an old video, but still, people have been telling me I either own at headbanging or the fact that I might be a little crazy. Well, the story behind everything is in the description. In fact, I must remind you, this is a hidden camera in the act from my friend Alissa. It sucked when I found out getting caught. ( Look out for 1:10, you'll like what you see. ) My, oh my.
Drink Under The Wine Written by Skyler Jorgensen Rose 1 The high school hallways bless with shining Thursday greatness and emerald trees that face the windows directly. Footsteps echo through the hardwood flooring of one particular hallway. One, seemingly to be a female and the other, a male. They stopped right at a door nearby. The room had a square, white sign on the top left side that read “3-B”. It meant that it was the third class on the second floor, a junior level of school. Once entered, the students within the class paid massive attention to the front of the room. Making the new boy sort of nervous. Their teacher, Yuri Hattori, put her hand out to the new student, Keisuke Hiraki. “I’d like you all to meet my ‘son’, he will join us in our class for the remainder of the year. Hope you all can get along with Mr. Keisuke Hiraki.” From plain view, most of the girls of the class were blushing at the silver haired, innocent boy. That, too, made his face blush back. But only in embarrassment. “Nice to meet you all.” Was all Keisuke managed to say before told to sit next to this one boy near the window. The boy’s name was classified as Minoru Aburakoji. Once seated, the teacher, Mrs. Hattori, told the students to get out their books from yesterday and begin reading with a partner. After that, concur the story with each other and give a oral summary of the chapter. Minoru tapped Keisuke on the shoulder, directing Keisuke’s attention from outside the window over to Minoru. “What is it?” Keisuke said while turning back only slightly. “Want to be partners?” Minoru said blankly, leaving Keisuke no choice but to sit back down in his seat. “Sure, why not.” Soon after their first period, Keisuke had trouble directing himself to his second period. While walking through the school, he bumped into a strange figure. One man who was actually rather tall, and to Keisuke’s surprise, rather handsome. “Um, sorry, sir.” Keisuke walked right by the man, but the man seemed to just stand there. Creepy as it was, Keisuke ignored it all while running off around the corner to his second period. School passed by like a breeze, and it wasn’t that half bad compared to other first days. He made one new friend, Minoru, and the both of them actually did talk a lot to each other during some classes. Of course, he had multiple confusion eras to where he couldn’t find where his guardian, Yuri Hattori, was to be. Walking through the halls after school with Yuri, Keisuke somehow saw blonde hair waving rather obviously to anyone’s perspective. Even when not looking through the window. Keisuke peered out to the window while talking with Yuri and saw the same man he bumped into. ‘What is up with that man? Is he stalking me or something?’ Keisuke thought for some time. But Yuri was wandering off from him, so he had no time to pay attention to the young man out from the window. “Hurry it up, Keisuke! We have to go home.” Yuri said from a distance across the hallway. Right next to the entrance/exit of the school. Directing back to Yuri, Keisuke ran to Yuri. “Oh, I’m coming, Yuri-sama!” Right at the exit of the school, the man from earlier was leaning against one of the pillars attached to the wall. Keisuke narrowed his piercing green eyes over to the man and for a second, he was interested in meeting this guy. Yuri was also looking at the man, but her entire attention was directed to the blonde beauty. “Sir, what are you doing out here?” Finally, the long haired young man looked over to the two that were just standing their with overwhelming curiosity. “Oh, I’m just waiting for somebody.” “But aren’t you a college student or something? A little brother?” Keisuke started to get into the conversation. The man was attracted to the silver haired boy already. You could tell with the blondie falling under a second of silence. “Nope. More of an acquaintance that a friend told me to meet.” “Is that so? Who is it?” “Mind telling me your name? You could be him.” Keisuke’s heart couldn’t stand to find the courage to speak. He couldn’t think of anything to say in return. If he did, then it would be a stutter. “K-Keisuke. Keisuke Hiraki.” All the man could do was smile. “What an adorable name. I guess I should tell you mine.” “No s**t, Sherlock.” Keisuke said with the both of them, the man and Keisuke, chuckling at each other. “The name’s Satoshi. Satoshi Funabashi. Hope to see you again another time, Keisuke.” “You too, Sato-sama!” Yuri and Keisuke waved off and entered a black Lexus nearby. Driving off, Satoshi was peering at the car as it disappeared off over the next turn. His smile was piercing and quite handsome. “Keisuke, I’ve been searching for you. The one person I’d soon fall in love with.” Once the two arrived home, Keisuke hurried to his room. “I’ll get my homework finished real soon, Yuri-sama.” “You better!” Yuri said with a giggle. Keisuke following with a responding chuckle. The bedroom door shut behind Keisuke and he noticed that their was a letter for him right on his desk. Yuri already sorted out the mail for the both of them. Keisuke went right to the letter and opened it. Just a letter, but it was strange. The letter was from Satoshi Funabashi. The same man they just met earlier. Reading through the letter, Keisuke drew the instant conclusion that he, was the person Satoshi was looking for. Why though? The letter said: Dear Mr. Keisuke Hiraki, My name is Satoshi Funabashi. A friend of your mother’s. Before she died in the hospital, she asked me something. If I would happily accompany you with Ms. Yuri Hattori as a secondary guardian. In fact, I may be legalized along with Ms. Yuri. Expect to see me in due time. If you want more information or just want to call me, here’s my cell number: 1 616 904 2251. See you soon, Satoshi Funabashi Keisuke couldn’t help but be surprised at the moment. But at the same time, he was instantly happy. He could already sense that maybe he would fall in love with this man. Even if it wasn’t proven that he was a homosexual, Keisuke still had his thoughts and doubts. Hugging the letter within his warm grasp, Keisuke blushed for a apparent, but unknown reason. “Hope to see you soon, too, Sato-sama …” Keisuke drifted off into a day dream, soon to just plow onto his bed. Falling asleep rather quickly. Rose 2 After a short nap, Keisuke woke up with the letter still in hands. For some reason, Keisuke was having a strange dream of seeing his mother die once again. “Why must I still dream about those things? I hate to be reminded …” A yell was heard from a distance, but it was a soft one from Yuri. “Keisuke! Dinner’s ready!” Keisuke walked out his room and down the stairs to the kitchen. The same blonde beauty was surprisingly at the table, facing Keisuke. His hazel eyes piercing right through Keisuke’s heart. It was impressive how Satoshi could render him speechless after only one day of meeting him. “Oh, Keisuke, Satoshi came over today with some good news. He will be staying with us as your second guardian.” Satoshi waved over to Keisuke with a bright smile on his face. “Nice to see you again, Keisuke.” “N-Nice to see you, too, Sato-sama.” “Sato-sama? So you are going to refer me as your master after only one day of meeting me.” “Why not? You know my mother and you are older than me.” Satoshi chuckled at his remark, it was almost like once one sentence was spoken, it went on forever. One thing that Keisuke already began to admire about Satoshi. How could one man make someone fall under a spell called “love” so easily? Keisuke sat down at the table, a seat right across from Satoshi. Yuri soon joined as she spread out the food all around the table. One of Keisuke’s favorite dishes, seasoned salmon with rice and a side of seafood egg rolls. “Eat up, you two. Both of you look quite hungry.” Yuri said. The boys soon following her direction. Spreading some of the salmon and rice over their plates. And then using tongs to gather themselves at least one egg rolls, but Keisuke snuck a second one for he utterly loved the way Yuri cooked seafood egg rolls. With Satoshi taking a bite of the salmon and rice together, he was already dazzled by the taste of the elegant food. Here came Satoshi’s childish side. “Amazing, Yuri. You are quite the great cook.” Satoshi said with his face blushing of satisfaction. “No kidding. I’m so glad that she is my guardian. She is smart, talented, and not to mention she can help out with anything. She is a great person to me and I treat her back the same way she does to me.” This comment left Yuri to blush with one of her hands brushing against one of her cheeks. “W-Why thank you, Keisuke.” Satoshi couldn’t help but smile at the both of them. Such a sight to see a family like this bond like that. Dinner was finished within due time and little leftovers were put into the fridge on a plate. Both Satoshi, Yuri, and Keisuke were full enough to be happy. “Such elegant food, Yuri. I thank you for cooking.” Satoshi said, Keisuke soon following. “Yeah, Yuri-sama. Thanks for such great food.” Yuri blushed once again and couldn’t help but hug Keisuke. “Thank you so much, the both of you!” The three gathered up in the living room to plan where Satoshi would be sleeping. “I have an idea, why not he sleep in my futon that we had from the old apartment?” Keisuke suggested. “Fantastic idea, Keisuke. So, Satoshi, do you mind sleeping in Keisuke’s room?” Yuri said with a smile that was inspiring. Inspiring enough to make Satoshi smile back at Yuri. “I don’t mind at all, Yuri-chan.” Keisuke stepped out of the living room over to his room. Satoshi right by his side. Shutting the door behind them, Keisuke walked into his closet. Out came a blue futon, spread out to the ground. “Hope you don’t mind it. It is a little comfortable, so you’ll be able to sleep peacefully.” Keisuke smiled as he turned around to view a picture of him, Yuri, and his mother. Both hugging each other and smiling. Smiling back at the photo, Keisuke turned back to Satoshi. Surprisingly, Satoshi was right in front of him. This left Keisuke to be shocked of how fast he got there. “Um, Satoshi, what’s wrong?” A crimson blush crossed right on each of Keisuke’s cheeks with Satoshi looking down at him with a piercing look. “Your mother not only told me to be your guardian, but to be your lover as well.” With a shocked expression on his face, Keisuke couldn’t help but stare up at Satoshi. The warm, delicate hands of Satoshi touching Keisuke’s shoulders with their lips, approaching at such a passionate rate. ”S-Satoshi … please, don’t.” “Just let me do this, just once.” Satoshi said in return. Within seconds, their lips were brushed together in quite a manner that seductive and passionate. Keisuke couldn’t help but close his eyes. Falling into the kiss, he put his arms around Satoshi’s neck. Satoshi’s lips were so soft, it only made Keisuke fall into it more. Satoshi broke the kiss, leaving Keisuke nearly speechless of how professional that kiss was. “W-wow …” Keisuke managed to say that while falling into a sleep. “Such a delicate kid. I didn’t expect him to do this. Then again, he looks so adorable when he is asleep.” Satoshi lifted Keisuke over to his bed, laying Keisuke onto the bed slowly, not to awaken Keisuke. Giving off a kiss on Keisuke’s cheek, Satoshi could see that the innocent boy in front was smiling because of the sensation of the kiss. The kiss that made Keisuke’s heart fall under a warm bliss. “Good night, Keisuke …” Rose 3 Before you knew it, Saturday approached rather quickly. Almost too quickly. Guess that’s what happens when you fall in love. Keisuke still hasn’t recovered from the kiss two days ago. And for some reason, he doesn’t like to think that he was actually kissed by Satoshi. Maybe it was all a dream, so Keisuke keeps thinking to himself. Saturday was spent with Yuri, Keisuke, and Satoshi going out for shopping, then all three of them relaxed at the park. Saturdays seemed to be so normal, passing by like crazy. Unfortunately, Satoshi was called to his college later in the afternoon. It was during a session of video games, just all of them trying to beat each other at Guilty Gear XX. Like every other Saturday. “Sorry, you guys, have to go to work.” The both of them were depressed now that Satoshi had to go. But then again, Keisuke never knew that he had a job or even went to college. Before the blondie could walk out the door, Keisuke distracted him right at the door. With one question that pestered Keisuke for quite some time. “What do you even do for a job?” Blankly obvious question, but since Satoshi never got to express his life with the two, it was only necessary to tell them. Turning back around to face Keisuke, Satoshi prepared himself to speak just what he did. “I am an artist trying to become a professional. I must go to college and do my job as an art teacher. Don’t worry, Keisuke. I’ll be back in due time.” The door shut with Satoshi not even saying goodbye. One thing that always depressed Keisuke. That’s what his Dad always did to him as a child. Left past the door on a business trip; not even telling anybody goodbye. As Keisuke stared at the hardwood flooring in blank depression, Yuri came up to him and put a hand on his shoulder. “Don’t be so sad, Kei-kun. He will be back.” Keisuke looked up to Yuri with a smile that seemed to be fake. But then again, he knew he had to cheer up. Depression always made Keisuke be down in the dirt. It wasn’t anything he needed with his past already. Walking with Yuri back into the living room, the both of them sat down onto a couch nearby. “What was with that look earlier? Miss him already?” Yuri became concerned for Keisuke all the time. She was always there to see Keisuke smile, cry, and laugh. To see him so sad like that again, she certainly couldn’t stand to see that face. “That and … it reminded me of my father. Always running out on my mother and I without notice and a ‘goodbye’. I hate to remember that.” Yuri sighed as she hugged Keisuke further into her warm grasp. “Don’t worry. I’m sure they will both be back.” “I hope so, too.” Keisuke drifted off into his sadness once again, but then began to smile. He couldn’t be sad all the time. He had to at least be happy. Satoshi was at the college room where the four students were at, and they all were just his age. But, Satoshi was obviously their mentor instead of teacher. Or so that is what all the people in the class started to say. “Hey, Satoshi, you are late.” A persistent voice went off in the background. From the sound of it, the male was obviously pissed at Satoshi. But the question is, who could? “Kyo, will you get off my ass? I tried my best to get here.” He said those words calmly to his student and ex-boyfriend, Kyo Shimizudani. “What were you doing? Flirting with another guy?” “Oh, shut up, Kyo. We have work to do.” Satoshi walked by the Kyo who was having his arms crossed and a cigarette lit. But that cigarette was put out since Kyo knew that Satoshi hated the smell of cigarette smoke. “Alright, today we are going to take an example of a vase of flowers. It may be repetitive, but why not just do this for fun. Remember to give as much detail as you can.” The students began to get to their work, and out of the silence, a cell phone went off with a ring. So the caller ID said, Keisuke was calling. “Keisuke, you have terrible timing.” Satoshi spoke under his breath so Kyo wouldn’t get agitated. Walking out of the room, Satoshi flipped open his phone. “Keisuke, what is it?” A stutter was heard in the distance. “U-Um … I just wanted to check up on you. I really hope you do well with your art. Please don’t be depressed or agitated.” Sighing, Satoshi couldn’t stop but smile. Keisuke surely did care for him, which made even his heart warm up with a sensation of love. “Thanks, Keisuke. I’ll be sure to come home happy, I promise.” “That’s great to hear, Satoshi. Please be safe out there. See you when you get home.” “See you then. Bye, Keisuke.” And both their cell phones hung up, placing the phones right in their pockets. Satoshi walked right back into the room and with a surprise, all of the students got their works of art done. And amazingly, they all were beautiful. Highly detailed and with a great sense of color. “Wow, you guys. You really have improved.” But Kyo placed down his painting and placed on hand on one of his hips. “WE heard that conversation over the door and well, we thought that so that you would be happy when you went home. Thought that it would be generous we’d try our best the fastest we could to finish our art.” Satoshi was surprised, and both happy for their efforts. He didn’t know they were try so hard just for him. “Thanks all of you. Now let’s finish class! I’m sure you all want to go home!” The front door opened with Satoshi easily slipping through the door, shutting and locking the door behind him. When he turned around and headed into the living room, he saw that Keisuke was asleep on the breakfast bar nearby. Apparently, he stayed up just to see Satoshi smile when he came home. “Keisuke, sometimes, you just got to love yourself.” Satoshi carried Keisuke to bed once more time, just like what it was on Thursday. The memories obviously came back like they always did when Satoshi would see Keisuke. “Keisuke, I promise to be as great as Yuri was to you. With all my heart.” Laying Keisuke softly on the bed, Satoshi gave Keisuke one last kiss on the cheek. Then, wrapping Keisuke lovingly in his covers. “Good night, Keisuke. Hope to see your innocent and lovely smile in the morning.” Rose 4 Morning of Monday, Keisuke wakes up to Yuri coming on to a cold. Meaning that during homeroom and third period, he’ll have to have a substitute. And substitutes were one thing that Keisuke could never get along with. Satoshi promised that he’d take care of Yuri while Keisuke was at school. No one was going to leave Yuri home alone. The door to the outside shut nearly seconds later and Keisuke hurried on to school to come back home to take care of Yuri with Satoshi. Bu, Keisuke wouldn’t expect what was to happen next. “Hello, students. My name is Mr. Nomiya Sanjo. I will be your substitute teacher for Ms. Hattori.” So this Nomiya said. Keisuke could already tell that this man was no good. Mr. Sanjo was ten years older than Yuri, and you could tell with that gaze in his eyes that there was certainly trouble. Keisuke shrugged off the chill that crept up his spine and just concentrated mostly on the board. Minoru was paying his attention, to Keisuke, however. He could tell that Keisuke was troubled by this substitute. Poking Keisuke in the shoulder, Minoru started to whisper behind Mr. Sanjo’s back. “You alright, Keisuke? You look bothered.” Minoru said with a worried look on his face. All Keisuke could do was nod to Minoru, whispering back. “I’m alright, just … this teacher gives me the chills. Somehow, he just doesn’t seem safe.” “Well, I’d be afraid too. He’s Daisuke Sanjo’s father. You see the kid in the orange hair?” Minoru pointed with his thumb over to a kid with bright orange hair. The boy looked depressed and like his life didn’t matter to him. “Yeah, I see him. What about it?” Keisuke said as his eyes went back to Minoru’s. Right after that question, the class started to get loud because of the assignment they were soon to do. Just study hall for the rest of homeroom. “Daisuke Sanjo is the top tennis player at our school and he’s quite infamous. Girls love him, but he really doesn’t get into relationships much. As for his father, Nomiya, he is a very scary guy. A large real estate manager and a politician all in one. Nomiya likes to set the law and hates stubbornness.” Keisuke sweat dropped at everything Minoru was saying about Nomiya. “Sounds like Nomiya isn’t the kind of person you’d get along with. Only if you are in his profession.” “Exactly.” Was all Minoru said. All because Mr. Sanjo snapped them back with a rather harsh yell. It was after third period, and Keisuke was starting to worry about Satoshi and Yuri. “I wonder what they are doing right now.” Back at the house, Satoshi was sitting in a chair with his arms crossed. His attention was based clearly on Yuri, the sleeping beauty before him. Yuri switched off to her side to where Satoshi could see her full face from his perspective. With the look on the caretaker’s face, he was thinking of what maybe this girl might be dreaming of. “Ms. Hattori …” That little meek from Satoshi’s lips awakened Yuri from quite the nightmare. Yuri began to look around as she was scared senseless from her dream. But she had a good ability of hiding it for she slowly looked around the room. Then, she looked over to Satoshi and all Satoshi did was smile back at her with encouragement. “Looks like you had a nightmare.” Yuri looked down at her sheets, gripping one side with frightened force. “Yeah, and I don’t want to think about it.” Yuri’s purple hair covered her eyes for she didn’t want to realize what her nightmare was. “Could it be of the past?” That rung in Yuri’s ears and she acknowledged, that she couldn’t get out of this. “Yes. Back when my sister and Keisuke’s mother died. You might not know, but before Keisuke’s mother was in the hospital of heart disease, the two were in a car accident.” Satoshi had his eyes wide open. While he was in the hospital with Keisuke’s mother, Chiaki, he never remembered being told that Chiaki was in a car accident. “Why didn’t she tell us?” “My sister told her relatives, but Chiaki always kept it under her wing and in her head. She worried that maybe the family were pester her so much to get better.” “But that is a good thing to get better.” “But she didn’t want to be pestered so much. Headaches for Chiaki are terrible and her Post Traumatic Stress Disorder starts to kick in.” Satoshi leaned back in his chair, his arms still crossed to relax himself. He couldn’t believe that Chiaki wouldn’t tell him a simple thing as that she was in a car accident. “Ah, I see.” Yuri laid back down on the bed while looking up to the reflective orange ceiling. Both of them fell silent, even though they wanted to say something to each other. But Satoshi had enough information for the time being, he just needed someone to talk to. “Hey Satoshi, what else did Chiaki tell you in that room?” Chuckling, the red faced blonde beauty was leaning back to see the ceiling with Yuri. “She told me to be Keisuke’s lover. If not me, than my sister would be his lover.” Yuri giggled at the way Satoshi explained about that little factor. Satoshi was still blushing and all he did was retaliate in a funny manner. “Hey, what’s wrong with my sexual choice?” “Nothing, just you and Keisuke together is kind of cute. Keisuke is innocent and you are elegant. It’s almost like a manga.” “Excellent reference, Yuri.” Satoshi’s face returned to his normal color as he stared back over to the window. Where he could see quite the view even through that kind of small window. “Did she choose you because you had the same curse as Keisuke?” Satoshi couldn’t believe his ears. How did Yuri know about this already? “So you know about it?” Satoshi knew where this conversation would lead to. Maybe he would have to tell Keisuke, or just keep it secret until he discovers. “Yeah, we were high school friends, Satoshi. How would I forget?” Smiling, Satoshi and Yuri faced each other with past coming back rather quickly. “Still intelligent as ever, Yuri.” Back at school, Keisuke was heading out of school before one person interrupted that. Bumping right into Keisuke, but it was more of Keisuke bumping into the figure. “Hey, watch it --” He was caught off guard when it was Nomiya right in front of him. “Shouldn’t you be at home already?” His voice was sort of piercing, but could give you the chills. “I had to take care of some things, I am leaving right now.” Keisuke curved right around Mr. Sanjo, but he stalled once again. Nomiya grabbed right Keisuke’s arm. “Not until you fight me.” Keisuke turned around while shoving his arm back to himself. “What the hell are you talking about? I’m not going to fight you!” “But you must!” “I don’t have to do anything!” Keisuke ran off, but slammed into was seemed to be a barrier. A bright blue barrier that sealed himself from getting away from Nomiya. “Fight me already, you brat!” Keisuke was helpless as he put his back to the barrier’s wall. “Not a chance, old man!” Nomiya cracked his neck two times with creepy sounds making Keisuke do the usual creeping up his spine. “Then I have no other choice. I’ll make you fight me.” Rose 5 “W-What are you talking about?” Keisuke had no room to talk. Nomiya looked like he was powering up for something with the wind blowing upwards from Nomiya’s body. As a result, a large power bullet launched right at Keisuke. It was so enormous and powerful, Keisuke couldn’t resist but block what could destroy him. Closing his eyes shut, Keisuke waited for something to save him. ‘Please … Satoshi.’ With that thought, Keisuke somehow felt this rush up his spine. The rush to kill. The courage of the one he certainly loved, crept up his spine and told him that he must fight back. Like his gut told him, Keisuke uncovered his face and got into a fighting position. What was strange was that Keisuke’s eyes turned blood red. You could tell this wasn’t that good of news. The ground rumbled with power as the bullet approached Keisuke faster and faster and Keisuke charging for what could be an attack. The bullet finally arrived in front of Keisuke. Time quickly passing them both. But the tension soon was relieved. Keisuke launched his fist right to the middle of the large energy bullet. Nomiya came surprised of the reckless comeback. Within a few seconds, the bullet was sucker punched into the ground. Creating quite the large crater. “Wow …” Nomiya was speechless, but also impressed. “Didn’t figure you would awaken this fast, Keisuke.” The fighting position was ready and prepared and Keisuke just stood there with a furious look on his face. “Looks like I’ll just have to rip that power out of you.” “Shut up and die!” This yell caught Nomiya off guard. Right in front of him was Keisuke, and Keisuke’s fist being locked back for a massive punch. And it sure did deliver. Keisuke connected his fist with Nomiya’s stomach with great force. So great that even Nomiya coughed blood and you could see dust collected up from Nomiya’s back. Groaning in pain, Nomiya was looking to this furious Keisuke with both shock, fright, and anger. “H-how … could you already be this … strong?” Easily, Nomiya slipped right off Keisuke’s fist and Keisuke didn’t realize it but … Nomiya was instantly dead. His eyes being rolled up and blood laying on the floor from Nomiya’s mouth. The initiation of Keisuke’s dark side was soon ended after this kill. Keisuke could witness everything from his own mind. He tried to resist, but failed. Dropping to his knees, Keisuke clenched his head in fright. “What have I done?” Whispering, he just couldn’t believe himself. He couldn’t do anything while this unknown side took over his actions. He killed someone, no matter if it wasn’t really him. Standing up with hesitation, Keisuke walked off the school still with the memories of his kill within his mind. What would the school do when they find the body? Once the exit approached behind Keisuke, he knew someone was there. “Looked like you had one hell of a time.” Satoshi’s voice echoed right in Keisuke’s ear drums. Shot back and surprised, the silver innocence was looking at the ground in sadness. He didn’t want to think about it. Just the fact of how he killed like that was shocking enough. Keisuke had to ask some questions, about who he really was. “Satoshi, what am I?” That question was quickly answered, this meant Satoshi just wanted to get the facts straight. “That is what we like to call the “Kitakyushu”. A demon that lives inside your body with immense power and strength. If you don’t know how to control it, it could go berserk. The more berserk, the more gruesome the kill.” “Are you saying that I couldn’t control it, so the Kitakyushu went berserk …” “And killed Mr. Nomiya with one devastating blow. That’s what happens. It is natural in a beginner of a Kitakyushu user.” But Keisuke was still worrying, he actually killed someone with his bare hands. Realizing too much and having thoughts cram his head, Keisuke passed out into Satoshi’s arms. Without one warning. Satoshi, himself, was surprised of how delicate just one boy like this is. Guess it would be because it is the first time in a long time he’s seen blood face-to-face. “Hope you are alright, Keisuke. Can’t let you pass out on me after a fight.” Satoshi put Keisuke on the passenger side of the car. Satoshi’s car being a Mustang F-10, quite the old car now-a-days. The doors shut, the silence being committed within the crimson car. Leaning back, Satoshi sighed while looking at Keisuke easily lay himself to sleep. “Let’s get home.” Satoshi inserted the main key within the slot right next to the steering wheel. Twisting the key forward, the car instantly started and the radio played peaceful music that was actually rather loud. Satoshi couldn’t tell which. MUCC was always a mix band. The two arrived home, and Keisuke woke up right on his bed. But looking around, no one was there. “Satoshi and Yuri must be out in the living room.” Keisuke said, moving himself off the bed, mannerly wobbling for only a second. Keisuke walked right out of the room in a hurry to see Satoshi and Yuri once again. He slid on the tile floor, smiling to reassure the both of them. Yuri and Satoshi looked back at Keisuke, away from the television. Unexpectingly, Yuri tackled Keisuke with a loving grasp. Not tight, not too soft. It was just one of those passionate hugs that meant she really missed him. “Are you alright, Keisuke?” Chuckling in Yuri’s grasp, Keisuke wrapped his arms around Yuri’s waist. “Yeah, don’t worry too much.” “You know I always will.” Yuri said, backing up with her hands on Keisuke’s shoulders. Keisuke could only smile back at how motherly Yuri really was to him. Satoshi was leaning against a wall with his arms crossed and his smile being bright. Keisuke looked back at him with a curious smile. Was this seduction or just plain curiosity. “Thanks, Satoshi. You really helped me back there. You know, helping me home and all.” Satoshi waved his hand in acceptance. “Don’t sweat it. As long as you are safe, that’s all that matters.” The two quickly went to their room. Within no time, Satoshi and Keisuke were passionately kissing. What was unexpected in a day like this. Breaking the kiss only a few inches away from Satoshi, Keisuke was opening his eyes halfway. This is all he wanted all day for some reason. “Satoshi … take me.” Keisuke let himself go into Satoshi’s loving kiss once again. “I will, Keisuke. Anything for you.” Both of them planted each other on the bed. Still making out with such love being transferred through their lips. The night passed with one night that was soon to be one of Keisuke’s most memorable. The next morning was just like any other, but different since Satoshi was laying in Keisuke’s bed. Sitting up, Keisuke smiled down to his love for last night. The weird thing was, they were both naked in the bed. Covered by the white and blue blanket that kept their private parts hidden. Keisuke leaned over with a smile and puckered his lips. Kissing Satoshi’s cheek loving. “I … love you, Satoshi.” Fortunately, this whole ‘cat ears are for virgins’ thing that Keisuke read in a manga wasn’t real in his case. Indeed, last night was one night that Keisuke loved with a passion. He finally felt Satoshi penetrate him softly. “Thanks once again … Satoshi.”
Well, I found myself bored and maybe making a quiz wasn't so bad after. Hope you guys do a good job trying to find stuff out. There may be a couple trick questions in there, oh well. It's hilarious, I think. Chrissus christ.
But these quiz things, they are a pain to make. Which leaves me to the question I must ask now, when I click on a question and finish it, I don't know how to go back and edit the other question. I feel like an idiot asking, but it's starting to agitate me.
Hey, it's LullabyCaiden here, and I recently have had the tendency to make a review line on the Anime second. It's pretty obvious why it is in the anime second, first of all. Well, you'll find out in the review for today. Alright, so here is the basic concept: I will post about a few reviews every week, and on Friday, comes the day you all send me your suggestions for the next review. No matter if it's music, anime, games, etc. I'll do whatever I can to review it the best way I can ! And on Saturday, comes the weekly updated, special review specifically for what the fans want most ! Oh, and by the way, you can even leave suggestions for characters at that ! Back to the review, however. LullabyCaiden's Reviews D.Nd Poisoned Now, I'm not much of a yaoi person, but somehow, I was dragged into this by a friend, Kasumii. She said that the game was actually rather cute, and that the storyline would be something I'm interested in. And, being myself, I went onto the website and downloaded the game, for real. I thought the art looked adorable, which seems to be my weakness now-a-days. Playing the game right now, I have to admit, a lot of materilistic traits of this game stick out that I am actually massively impressed by. Story / Endings The story is about Near and Mello's stay at Whammy's House, under the supervision of an elderly man named Roger. All of the sudden, one day, Roger assigns Near and Mello onto a project. Sounds easy enough, but the problem is, Mello dispises Near. But, afterwards, he realizes he'll have to do it anyways when he discovers that L is one of the judges in all of this. Sadly enough, during the project, Mello is beginning to feel some sort of feelings for Near. What could it truly be ? That basically is what the story is all about. It may seem simple as it is, but remember that this isn't a all-time big game, it is a small game with pretty big recognition, to be honest. A lot of people within anime and doujinshi websites always are talking about this game, and not to mention, there are a sparse amount of D.Nd videos across YouTube. As for the endings, I'm proud with how they worked it out. You can decide whether to be with Near, or Matt, your decision. Either way, you decide the way. And each time I finished the game with a different ending, I thought that it went very smoothly and nothing really agitated my mind. Not to mention, the game itself is an entertaining read. Music / Sound Outstanding, is all I really have to say about this game. Simple put, the game offers you the best amatuer music to this date, and not to mention, it always would fit within the scenes where you were carrying a conversation. And let's not forget the sound effects. God, the sound effects were lovely and perfect within this game. Clear, purely enjoyable sound that isn't clogged up, and is actually rather 'hi-def', so to speak. CGs / Graphics I can't stress enough how elegant the art style is. But, I found myself a little disappointed in the fact that there was hardly a variety. But then again, it's not a game meant for that stuff, so I would understand why. Games like these don't really need a variation of animations to make everything about it entertaining. The colouring is amazing, Akane surely knows her away around Photoshop. Another thing is that the background and body structure is impressive. I haven't seen this accurate bodily structure for a while in a game quite like this. ( Well, a doujinshi game related to Death Note, that is ) It sure gives you a warm feeling inside watching all the characters move around the magnificent sceneries behind them. Surely, this is grade A, right here. Gameplay Having a system adapted from the RGSS2 of RPG Maker VX, the system is incredibly easy and simple. Nothing will piss you off, other than if you hold down the arrow keys too long on the map, then you'll keep over a few blocks. What you do is that you hold out conversations with just pressing the enter key, until you come across the usual action command here and there. And then, to move on to other conversations and tasks, you search around the many nooks and crannies of Whammy's House. Searching every room will help out when you don't pay attention, and don't know what the heck you are doing. Overall To be honest, I never disliked anything about the game. The entire game left me easing in my chair with a smile on my face as I ran through the game. It's worth the time to download, and the good part about all of this; it's free Hope you all enjoyed my review ! The next review will be Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII. Look for it on Wednesday, June 18th. ( C ) 2008 LullabyCaiden, or Skyler Jorgensen
( This is actually the second out of nine songs for my in progress album Winged White. Which is dedicated to a story I am developing as we speak. Why second? Knocked Back, Lovely is the first song of the album. ) Hey, hello. How are you? Looks like you have nothing to do. Mind if I stay here and talk cats and dogs with you? Sorry if I may be blocking out your vision, Of the vodka you are glaring at. Don’t let your misery try to take your time away. You may not understand what I’m saying, But don’t waste your time sulking. Abundantly, this sounds like the next boy in your romance novel. Although, I’m trying my best to cheer you up. I may have just met you, but I can’t stand to see you cry the crystal blue out of your eyes. Look at me and see my smile; copy after me. You think that I’m only helping you because I’m tried to get some. But your beauty is going to waste. Something you should know I’d never let go. Oddly enough, you were the one who fell asleep on me. Naked and clothes spread out to the ends of your bed. Just turned a normal conversation into a bed meeting. Consequences are none with you, your soft skin was not punishment. I thought, when I fell asleep, I had fallen into a dream. Waking up with you by me, To be honest, it surprised me. Mix drunken memories with a soft core bed moments, You would get our relationship. Seductively, alluring, I got closer and closer to your figure. Was it bad of me to have met you? You know the both of us are in love. Do I have to explain this over? I guess since you were drunk you can’t remember you running your nails down my back. Later and later, you realized that we both can’t get enough of each other. Always returning home with kisses and sudden movements. But look at the bright side, our future isn’t bleak. We may start something. Not to sound like a hopeless romantic, Butt maybe this will lead to something. With the exception on how fast this had gotten to. So, please, seduce me finally to the end. Where I can finally release who I am inside you. Curves and seducing, this is how is starts and ends.
To be honest, I instantly fell in love with an OST I recently bought at SunCoast with pretty much all the songs from the Cowboy Bebop series. All the music transits you to a very peaceful set of mind. Really makes you think about some things with all the beats and sound. But here's what the topic's all about: What is you all time favorite anime soundtrack ?
You guys should be ashamed. No Underoath topic? Unbelieveable. Now, that is pure blasphemy. But that's besides my point. Considering this is probably one of the greatest bands in the emo / screamo scene, I pretty much like all their music. Although, In Regards To Myself, It's Dangerous Business Walking Out The Front Door, and Everyone Look So Good From Here stick out the most, in my opinion. How's about you?
( This is a short story I made actually a few months ago for Valentine's Day on a different website. I really like the way it turned out and I got plentiful good reception and feedback on it. ) Valentine’s, it is the once every year time where everyone gives the presents to their friends or loves. The presents that represents friendship or otherwise love. To be honest, the holiday may be commercial, but it is adorable how so many people are expressing how they feel for each other. The basic concept of the atmosphere of love just makes the hearts of those who don’t even have a valentine, warm up. Maybe you could express your love any day, but today, is just the day where you can just sense the love in the surface. The beginning of a Thursday, morning approaches rather slowly, but the anticipation doesn’t. A technologic alarm rings through out a bedroom of a young girl. Steadily, the girl opens her eyes to expect the greatest. Fortunately, the day looks bright enough already. But the underestimation as not fully cleansed from this girl’s body. The girl, Hikaru Katsura. The only girl that wasn’t asked to be a Valentine at her school, virtually. Although she didn’t have a boyfriend, Hikaru was going to spend the rest of her Valentine’s with friends. Like every year would be. As Hikaru peaked her body completely out from the sheets of her bed, she stretched her arms out. Feet standing clearly on the violet floor, and the feet approaching a door that appeared to lead not to the hallway. But to a bathroom. Hikaru undressed herself with sighing from exhaustion escaping her lips. After a quick few minutes, the soaked, pink haired girl was walking out from the bathroom with a towel wrapped completely around the top of her chest to a feet below her waist. A pair of panties, and a sailor school uniform later, Hikaru was fully dressed and prepared for school. Maybe someone would give her a Valentine today. At least, that was what Hikaru hoped would happen. Giving herself a pump of inspiration, Hikaru was happy as she peaked over to the picture frame. A memorabilia of her mother and herself. Back when she was still just in third grade, but the story behind her mother’s death was too shocking for her to realize. That’s why she never looked at the image for too long. The electronic clock that was located on Hikaru’s dresser showed that it was seven o’ clock. “Time to leave for school.†Hikaru said, lifting up the frame and kissing it softly. Putting it back onto the dresser, Hikaru grabbed her suitcase and ran right through the apartment door. Halfway to school, Hikaru stopped by a vending machine for a can of iced coffee. She inserted two hundred yen before pressing the button for caramel frappichino. Casually, Hikaru took the can and walked further on the sidewalk, drinking the can the more she walked over to her school. Final road, the school would be just around the corner. Hikaru drank the rest of the coffee before she reached the school campus, throwing away her can carefree. Right then and there, on the last corner of the street, a male voice was yelling Hikaru’s name. “Hikaru, hey!†Footsteps were also approaching rather fast, like running. As Hikaru turned around, there “he†was. The guy that Hikaru loved with all her heart, her only best friend. Kaoru Tsutaya, the boy that Hikaru has known since the beginning of grade school. Kaoru was everything Hikaru ever had wished in a perfect guy. But she never had the stomach to tell him how she felt. Earlier in life, she thought she was too young, but since they are both sixteen, it only bothered her. Continuously, Hikaru would dream of Kaoru and herself together, that’s what keeps bothering her. Kaoru finally caught up to Hikaru and the both of them walked side-by-side. “You look rather happy this morning.†Hikaru said with a smile on her face. Kaoru’s happy face always made her heart warm. It only meant that today was going to be a better day; always a gut feeling that Hikaru would have. “Yeah, I had such a nice dream and not to mention, today is Valentine’s Day.†Kaoru spoke enthusiastically. Again, Kaoru would make Hikaru feel even more fuzzy with the easing, lovely voice Kaoru would speak towards Hikaru. Something was rather strange about Kaoru today, though. Hikaru noticed that right then and there, that Kaoru had a bright pink blush on his cheeks. Not that it was something of a coincidence, but it was rather unusual since Kaoru was the victim of fan girls. Maybe he had a secret valentine, or maybe, he was going to ask to be Hikaru’s valentine. This was actually making Hikaru slightly paranoid, but she said to herself in her head that it wouldn’t bother her for now. Poking Kaoru in the cheek, Hikaru was in the mood of teasing the flushed Kaoru. “Aw, you seem to be blushing, Kaoru.†“Am not!†Kaoru put one hand on his cheek to make sure that he wasn’t blushing. “Then what is the pink on your face here?†Hikaru asked as she gave one last poke at Kaoru’s crimson cheeks. Before they knew it, the entrance of the school was soon revealed. Right on time, as well. They were into the school ten minutes before the bell was even going to ring. The both of them reached to their homeroom class, where they, clearly, sat right next to each other. Luck fully, the teacher doesn’t pay attention to what the class does until school starts. Before the bell rang, the two, Kaoru and Hikaru, just spoke to each other about last night’s chat over the phone. The “ding dong†of the bell than rang, setting the two and everyone of the class into their seats. This school, was actually so disciplined that they were civilized before the bell and even during class. That is what raised the reputation of this school and the students who attend it partially. Homeroom was basically boring sometimes, all it was is just studying over some of the topics in their classes. Nothing real special. The bell didn’t ring for another fifty minutes, and right when it did, Hikaru was actually kind of sad. They were not going to be seeing each other again for about three periods. With Valentine’s Day, the separation was different than previous times. Hikaru headed toward her fourth period, alone. Maybe Kaoru was waiting for her at the door or something. But right around the corner, was a girl and, unbelievably, Kaoru. Hikaru couldn’t stand to see them two talking, so she hid behind a wall, peaking over a few times. Just to check on Kaoru’s account. As Hikaru eavesdropped, she could only manage to hear a few words with the factor of her being farther away. But, although, the voices echoed throughout the hallway so then Hikaru could make out a few sentences. “Kaoru, take this. I’m sure you’ll like what’s in it.†Those words distracted Hikaru, making her peak over the edge to see that Kaoru was taking an envelope with a heart sticker to keep it shut. ‘What could that be? Appears to be a love letter.’ Hikaru thought to herself. But the girl turned around to go to her period, so Hikaru stiffed behind the wall. Awaiting for the girl to just go. The girl walked right by Hikaru with a evil smirk on her face. This meant that nothing good was in this situation. Silver hair peaked back out the door nearby to a classroom of a chemistry class. Hikaru looked at the door for a few seconds before wandering back over to the classroom. Hikaru looked back over to Kaoru as Kaoru was looking at the letter. She could tell that Kaoru was confused by the letter. “ugh, I should really just say something, but I know it won’t help.†Hikaru whispered to herself as her teacher kept on speaking the lesson. Then, a sudden sound of tearing a letter open ringed through Hikaru’s ear drums. ‘No, please … don’t be a love letter.’ Hikaru thought as more ruffling sound effects came from the background. Hikaru could already tell that the letter was being read. With a slow turn, Hikaru was hoping that maybe Kaoru would frown or rip the paper, but he, instead, blushed. Was it something that the letter said? Could that blush this morning be caused by that girl? Hikaru felt the flooding feeling of jealousness just ease up her spine. It was already something she despised. Kaoru may have been Hikaru’s partner for most classes, but Hikaru just continued to ignore the blushing boy. Not jealousness anymore, but just plain anger. She has never had such a terrible Valentine’s. ‘I don’t even think that girl likes him, maybe it is just to get to me.’ Hikaru theorized in her head. She didn’t want to believe that it was a love letter that Kaoru was reading. Maybe Hikaru was just being paranoid from the frustration. Later on in the Thursday, Hikaru was basically still moping about what may have been on that letter. And also, why Kaoru was blushing at the letter. Soon after school, she could see Kaoru with the same girl. Now, it was irritating Hikaru. Secrecy was important at this time. Hopefully, she could hear in on the conversation before Hikaru could poke out. Kaoru was the last to speak this time. “I’ll see you later then.†Was all Hikaru could hear, and already she was just angry at Kaoru. Hikaru knew Kaoru way longer than anyone at the school, and the fact that this girl just walks in and steals him from Hikaru. The fact just frustrated her to a breaking point. As the girl departed, Hikaru could see the same smile. But this time, directed right at Hikaru. With the jealousness running up his back, she got out a love letter from her bag. Except, it was a pink envelope and concealed with a heart. On the front was, “Hikaru†and a hand drawn heart right next to it. Hikaru ran out from the corner and Kaoru could notice her already. “Hey, Hika--†Kaoru was interrupted with Hikaru slapping the envelope right on the upsetting boy’s chest. Hikaru just ran off with her pink covering all over her eyes. She was too ashamed of him. Slamming the door of the apartment roughly, Hikaru dropped her bag with her face planting right onto her bed. The tears soaking the surface of the pillow. She couldn’t believe that she couldn’t prove herself and express herself to Kaoru before anyone else. To be honest, Hikaru felt like such an idiot on the inside. But after ten minutes of a crying episode, Hikaru lifted herself from her bed and undressed herself of her uniform. Changing into a pink sweater that actually kept her warm during the winter time. But fitting on a black skirt that she would regret wearing in cold weather, but worth it around Kaoru. A ring from a distant cell phone surprised Hikaru. Maybe it would be Kaoru, and lucky enough, the caller ID said it was. Hikaru felt like not answering it, but she couldn’t stand to be away from Kaoru any longer. She couldn’t last one minute without Kaoru. Flipping the phone open, the conversation started with Hikaru saying “helloâ€. “Hikaru … I’m sorry if I seemed like such a jerk. That girl you saw back there was a secret admirer, I can tell you that. I don’t even know her name, calling herself a secret admirer and meeting in person is unlike anything.†“No kidding. But wait, how did you know I was there?†“The real question is, when do I never?†Hikaru was surprised by his question that was turned into a response. She couldn’t find one word to say in return to Kaoru. “I don’t know. But anyways, what did you really call for?†“Smart one, you are, Hikaru. Well, I thought that we could have a special Valentine’s Day. You said you wanted to spend it with friends.†Hikaru’s face turned bright crimson. This could only mean he wanted to spend this Valentine’s with her. Or maybe it was just Hikaru. “Indeed, I do want to! But can’t it just be you and me?†“Sure, why not. You grab your coat, I’ll be there in a minute.†“Alright, see you then.†Within a varied fifteen minutes, a knock was heard through out the apartment. Hikaru walked to the door, and saw the beautiful smile Kaoru had on his face. “Ready to go?†Kaoru said in his seemingly warm leather jacket with belts running across his arms and a hoodie with a fur outline. Hikaru nodded with her face shining a beautiful crimson, once again. “Always am.†Hikaru walked out of the room with the door shutting behind them both. A walk onto the festival was one thing they were certainly going to do. They both enjoyed their lovely time. Eating cotton candy, shooting targets in mini booths, winning prizes for each other, and mostly getting on the rides. But one more thing was ready for the both of them after their short dinner at a fancy restaurant named “Kyoto†nearby. The both of them planned to go to the beach, even if it was at the time of near Spring. The sand, the water still flowing across the surface of the semi-cold gravel. It all seemed like it was already back into the Summer time. Well, almost. No sun, and the sand wasn’t as warm as it would be in the blazing sun. Especially Okinawa sand. The two continued to make footprints down the beach, before the rain began to suddenly pour down on them in a place they didn’t want to be. Somewhere beyond the city. Taking shelter in a cave nearby, the two sat on opposite sides. The both of them trying their best to keep themselves warm under the freezing rain. But then, Hikaru began to shiver lightly because of her sensitivity to the cold. Kaoru walked right back over to Hikaru’s side, holding her into his chest, which was rather warm. Thanks to his warm jacket. But all Hikaru could do at this moment, was not speak, but to just stay still and lay into Kaoru’s stomach. She enjoyed the warmth that Kaoru could give off to her, it was almost godly. Soon, the both of them were still under the cave and the rain was beginning to pour a little harder. This meant they were going to be in there for quite some time. The both of them sitting side by side, Hikaru planting her head within Kaoru’s chest, still. The two could already tell each other were loving this moment, their eyes glittering in both love and embarrassment. Both of them were silenced by each other’s love for the position they were in, as much as they couldn’t resist thinking about each other that way. Hikaru then managed to squeeze a few words out from her lips. “Kaoru, looks like we are going to be in here for a while.†“Looks like it.†Kaoru said through a quick reply, his face still flushed crimson, Disabling him from speaking without a stutter escaping his lips. It took a few minutes before one of them finally began to speak. And Kaoru was the one who managed the speech that he’d been longing to say for years. “Hikaru, can you look at me real quick?†Hikaru nodded and looked up to Kaoru with her glittering blue eyes dazzling Kaoru already. Kaoru stood up and hung before the cave as the rain continued to downfall before them. “Remember when we were kids? Always used to play in the rain until one of us got sick?†Hikaru giggled at his gesture from the past. “How could I forget? It was what we did almost all the time during the Summer.†All Kaoru could do was smile. Thank God she could still remember it all. “Yeah, and then we’d all worry about the one who got sick. Heh.†Both of them chuckled and giggled at each other as the memories quickly came back to them. Hikaru began to stand up, now. Feeling a little left out by just sitting there. “But you know what I miss, Kaoru?†Hikaru easily snuck up behind Kaoru, wrapping her arms right around his waist. This made Kaoru’s heart race at a extraordinary rate. Unexpectingly, Kaoru was trying to find something to say. “W-what?†“I miss how we’d always play at the park and it would only be you and me. Laughing with each other and continuously making jokes. And remember the sand castle? How proud we were when we finished it? I miss the smile you had back then. It always made me want to smile in return.†Kaoru was astounded by the speech that Hikaru just gave, this meant that both of them felt the sam way about each other. This was almost like their dreams finally come to a reality. “Hikaru, I feel just the same way. Back then and still now, I want to see your beautiful face every morning, every night. Just seeing you giggle and just hearing your voice making me want to just reach out and hold you. To be honest, I have something to say, Hikaru. Something I know we both have hidden for years.†Kaoru turned around to where they were both hugging each other, face-to-face. Both, approaching each other’s lips rather slowly. “I-I love you, Hikaru.†Hikaru was surprised by his words and could only fall further into the lovely kiss. “I love you, too … Kaoru.†Their lips brushed against each other and finally turned into a passionate kiss. Eyes closed and bodies closening to each other, this moment was what the both of them and their hearts longed for. Thursday night, went by like a amazing bird in the Southern sky. Kaoru droppoff Hikaru at her house with Hikaru giving him a kiss on the cheek. Setting Kaoru’s cheeks to cutely inflame pink. “Night, Kaoru.†“Night, Hikaru. I’ll see you at school tomorrow.†“Sure will, Kaoru.†The both of them said goodbye and waved off to each other. Kaoru leaving off on his motorcycle and Hikaru planting herself into her apartment with inflamed cheeks. The night fell to a deep sleep for Hikaru, and she slept the rest of the night. Her dreams, flooded with the memory of Kaoru and their admitting kiss.
I did a couple of works of Louise from Zero no Tsukaima. Just for the hell of being bored, you know.I actually think they turned out great. ( Oh, and if you are wondering why I don't mess around with brushes and crap, is because I like to go my own way of doing a cute kind of graphic instead of a 3D, more serious Photoshop work. ) And one more thing, the first one is the original version, the first one I did. The second is a second version for my Imeem account. Smiling ever so cutely, It seems as if my drawings and poems aren't enough to describe.
Alright, so everyone knows about Square, obviously. Everyone knows of Square Enix, but no one seems to know where 'Enix' came from. Well, I just have to say whoever doesn't, deserves to get a flying dog to the face. I don't want to sound violent, but seriously. People draw the conclusion that Square ( or Squaresoft ) deliberately changed their name like what they did with the name 'Squaresoft'. Now, I can understand that since those people never really read the magazines where it was announced. Famitsu, GameInformer, etc. Well, what makes me mad about the whole situation, is that they draw the conclusions that the games that are most popular now with the title 'Square Enix' were Square games in the first place. Such as Dragon Quest and Star Ocean. Even the people who played the games and memorize it from the deep love of their heart, are some of those people. Although, I understand that you could draw that conclusion the fact that Chrono Trigger was originally a Square game, and Dragon Quest has the same art style and is developed by Square Enix. But still, it sets off something in my head. Seriously? Have any of you guys here had to deal with this small, yet arrogant problem?
Knocked Back, Lovely Frappé, Beau Retour Knocked back into the next century of desire. I see people collecting visions across my persona. Revealing the hurt in my eyes, I look up to these strangers. Only to see the white and pink faces of concern and loveliness. I don't know if I'm in Heaven, or just somewhere else. Dream? Not at all. I'm lost in a different dimension of my dream. This mask, this persona, I hold before my face. Ripped off by the impact of warped transportation. I see the vintage sight of a perfect grassfield. This all seemed like a dream, but I could feel this certain breeze bursting on my cheeks. I could feel it, the reality that this enchanting area was. Looking up from my hands to the sky, I saw the clouds. The people, they all had smiles. This was like Heaven. Only the extremities of poets could imagine this desire I had for this winged sanctuary. Giggles, whispers, I adapted to this. Biographies of lovely faces and personalities, I could see everything about them through one look on their pupils. So many things stuck out to me. But one, mastered it all. A visage of vintage, graphic display of a delicate angel. My eyes did not fool me, as the girl looked before me. But I was so heart shaken, so heart aching. I blinked once more, and found myself, woken in my sheets. No importance of beauty, just the ever so blank sheets of turquoise and crystal. And so I said one final sentence, Before laying back down on a feathered softener for my temples. "Please. Let this dream reside in my memories."
