That's right betch, stick em up.
Chapter 7 Spoiled. Getting what you want, not having to work for it, not worrying about others. Selfish. Not thinking of others, only going for what you want, a steady course. Traveling. A journey to someplace, home or otherwise. Dangerous. The opposite of safety. And so the game goes on. It keeps me busy, keeps me quiet. I know everyone is out there. My brother, Kaien Cross, Zero, the aristocrats. They all want to see what has become of me, what I am doing. But they will not, not until this is over. I am going to make everything right, one way, or another. Correction. Something that has been done to fix something. Tools. Items to be used.... * * * * Rima finished brushing her hair, then stared at the mirror, her bright eyes contemplating. Yuki sama was sick, she would be joining them again. That was the excuse they had been given for the strange girl who had locked herself in her room. Kaname lied again and again to protect her, only to hurt her, and others who cared. Ruka's face flashed before her eyes, then Hanabusa's. It always affected someone. Last time it had affected Shiki. Lowering the brush, Rima consulted her reflection one last time before standing and shaking out her skirt. Short as it was, it helped show off her legs, and make her look taller. Her shirt had a high collar, black, with a light colored pink heart in the middle. True to her darker nature, the heart was being stabbed by a knife, intricately carved. Slipping out into the hallway, she glanced around before heading into the gardens, lost to her thoughts again. Shiki being possessed had been...frightening. There had been a blood lust about him, an aura of darkness even she was afraid of. She blamed Kaname Kuran, though she couldn't say as much. It was taboo to fight their leader, even the deposed son of a leader, but in her heart, she blamed him. She didn't blame Yuki, the poor girl. She had been happier as a human, but that innocence in her eyes was gone. Shaking her head to clear it, Rima looked out a window and smiled slightly. Shiki lay on the ground, in the midst of the snow, his eyes closed. Sleeping. In the snow. Only he would do that. Shaking her head again, this time in mocking despair. He was letting himself go, he needed to be able to keep his job. She went out to him, then stood over him, her shadow concealing his face. His eyes opened, a lovely brown, tinged with red, as he looked up at her. “Rima, you're in my sun.” He muttered, rubbing his eyes and shutting them again. “Well something needs to be. Lest you have forgotten, we have a job tomorrow at the modeling agency. Again. You need to be in top form, so get up.” With those words, she started hauling at his arm, struggling. It was so unfair that he had to be so much bigger then her, but it didn't manage to stop her. Tugging, she eventually got him up. “Come on, let's go inside. We can read that new book that Ichijo ordered.” Shiki followed, silent. “Yuki sama is still sick, isn't she?” Rima kept her head down, thinking of how to answer. “I suppose so. Does that mean you believe she's actually sick?” she looked back at him, shading her eyes. Shiki only gave a little shake of his head, then stopped, and bowed. “Kaname sama.” he murmured. Without thinking, Rima let go of his hand and bowed as well, her head over her heart. “Kuran sama.” she whispered, her heart beat slowing. It had to, or he would know. “Rima, Shiki. It's a lovely day, don't you agree?” Ever formal, Kaname smiled at them, giving them leave to stand back up. “I wanted to go for a walk in the gardens. It's been so long since I've been here.” She considered him, her eyes concealing anything she was feeling or thinking. “Yuki sama has been feeling ill a lot lately. Is there a particular reason?” she probed, feeling bold. Shiki gripped her hand tightly, a silent warning. Kaname straightened, staring at the horizon. “It is to be expected.” he murmured. “You both.....” he stopped, then smiled at her, and Shiki, his eyes resting on their clasped hands for one moment. “Take care, Rima, Shiki.” Then he was gone, just like the slight breeze. Rima felt more alone then ever, though. “Shiki....” she looked back him, this time her hand gripping his tightly. “Shiki, something's going to happen, isn't it?” As though in concert, both adolescents raised their heads to look at the school, then the darkening sky. “Yes Rima. Something dark is coming.” He began to lead her inside, his eyes unreadable, but darker without the light. It gave Rima shivers. “And this time, I think it's going to come from inside.”
I know. it's almost like they're making a really big point of it to get us suspicious...or that could be paranoia. Yeah. And Sawyer as well....
Reviving. Like now. On Bareri the goddess's request.
I can't disagree with that, but red can do the same thing.
The site of your avi, micsted with your signature, instilz greate feer in meh.
Bye bye my emzyness :glomp: Maybe it'll work out, hopefully. If not, guess life just sucks that way. Hopefully we'll be talking soon again, once I get done being high and you get done with the parent ****. Luv ya.
Eff no. ...............
Oh gawd the purpleness ;D
Aw, that's sweet. Happy Holidays to you as well. it's okay,everyone gets busier this time of year, it seems.
Yeah, Season 5 he five he totally turned around, became the new Locke or something. Speaking of Locke...on all the promotional posters he is...
._. I would dare you to try, but I wouldn't want you to strain yourself.
Like he's so much better then everyone else? The two things that stick out for me are when in Season 2-He was going to open the guns in the...
No one can work with me, silleh. I'm my own magickal essence of shiz.
Random Lostie question? Does Jack seem insufferable?
That's great XD I'm glad.
._. I will cut your balls off in your sleep. The greatest thing to say is nothing at all, and hiding is best.
Of course it is. It's coming from me.
Interlude Time passes in a blur, especially when you have nothing to do but worry. Spring turns to Summer, Summer to Fall, and Fall to Winter. If only it was as easy to leave memories behind. I wait, and wait, hoping that each night, I will be able to sleep peacefully, I will not remember, but each night I am disappointed. As to be expected, with each passing night, the hope inside me dims a little more, like a candle slowly waning. Some days, I feel as if the air is so sluggish, I can only try to swim through it, try to leave it behind. Some days, it's so light, I feel as if I'll fly. What would be holding me here, anyway? Zero sees me as something unattainable, something so cursed, so beastly in nature, I can't be loved. Kaname sees me as a way to help give our kind a future, and he loves me, because I am part of what he is. So who am I? What am I to anyone? I want to just start over, just be me, without these memories, these thoughts in me holding me back, drowning me. What would it be like to just lose everything and start anew? To be free again? I almost wish to be human, but I was living a lie. Forgetting isn't a lie. It's simply forgetting. I wish for this so much. This one wish, to be granted. What would it take?
Just buy apple juice and stick it in the microwave ._.
