The steel in my hands comforted me. This was not only a weapon I held, it was me. This piece of dark blue metal, which was so deadly - which I truly loved.
With anguished song and Sheol's swords
An angel bright was from her cast
And torn away from mother's care
And given into Satan's hands
A fallen angel did him help
As Satan made him taught by iron hand
But shining stars will fall too fast
With brightness dulled by chains
Title: Changing Interrogation Methods (Didn't find a better name, will have to do)
Author: Onee-sama ^__^
Fandom: Gundam Wing (What else ?!?)
Pairing: just a mention of Duo's crush on Heero, and a few implications on Heero's side, really slight
Warnings: Duo's POV, implied H
The first time we knew each other we didn't even talk. Today we are the best friends. You are my best friend... and even more than that. But what am I to you?
love at first sight
Last year, I met a man. He walked slowly through a big crowd and was surrounded with other people, but I saw only him.
His hair, longer than mine and glittering like gold, fell gentle over his shoulders and bordered his handsome face.
I don't want to murder, I don't want to kill.
I never had slain and never I will!
I don't want to think 'bout this massacre-game!
I won't be a soldier in our school's name.
I'm washing my face. My face? It isn't even my face! Not my body! I don't own anything oft this beautiful body. I don't even know, if I'm still owning my soul. Harry Potter will survive, by shoveling his own grave. His bodies grave.
Just a few minutes then I'll be with you. I'm feeling it. My eyelids are getting heavier. I'm so tired. Tired of life. The coldness of death is creeping into my limbs. And you're not here to warm me.
You see the gun, your eyes fling open, I can the see the fear inside them. But I don't care. I close my eyes and push the trigger. Blood. Nothing but blood.
Title: ...Who are You?
Author: Onee-sama
Fandom: Gundam Wing (what else??)
Pairings: none yet
Warnings: silly
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters *sniff* and I don't get any money out of this.
*It felt like a dream*
- the english continuation to "The magic of time"
Konnichiwa!Wie angedroht ist hier endlich die Fortsetzung zu "The magic of time".Auf Eglisch nämlich.Ich hoffe mein Englisch is einigermaßen verständlich.
It was a warm night with a slight breeze as Mistoffelees ran through the streets, at top speed to the Junkyard. His velvet black fur glistened in the moonlight as he ran. He hadn't been to the junkyard for weeks.
The night has come
It seems like an obsessive dream
While walking over the narrow path of truth,
I ask myself:
"What's heaven and what's hell?"
It's raining rose petals
which are deep red like bloody wine
I look into the mirror,
but I do not see anything
Memories, forgot
Either there were people in his house he never invited or he began losing his mind. Both possibilities didn't please him. He never liked the thought of going insane, nor did he want others to sneak in his house.
Tifa rushed up in bed. The same dream like the night before, and even more real now.
Her heart ached, her head ached.
Her body did not seem to want to go on enduring such misery and torture each night, it was rebelling.
"I can't go on like this"
Cloud looked up from his newspaper and gave her his cutest smile.
Tifa smiled back. This was what she would have missed the most. Lately, their relationship had improved a lot.
Smiling, Tifa remembered the day Cloud had confessed his feelings for her.
Title: I wanna be your sticky flower (first the title was kuroi ame, but a friend of me had a fic with same title -_-' damn...)
Author: das Magnetische DV
Grene : jrock - deadman and fatima
Pairing: mako x sana
Disclaimer: don't own them,... only posters and pictures...
This week has changed
The feelings
In my heart!
I just came
To watch your skate and
To get your significate.
But at the moment
When my eyes met yours,
My heart beating stopped,
My breath has gone away.
