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SasuHina: Boxed LunchesSakura looked with anticipation in her eyes while Sasuke stared at the bento box that had appeared in front of him. Although she was watching from afar, she still thought that he would know it was her and would eat it happily. He sniffed it and then picked it up.
'This is it! He's finally going to-'Sakura's thoughts were cut off with the swinging motion of Sasuke throwing the bento box at the seagulls. Her jaw dropped. 'Another day, another failure' Sakura thought to herself. Then, Hinata came with a bento box and she looked at Sasuke.
Sasuke walked up to her and asked "Are you going to eat that?"
Sakura twitched. 'Why was Sasuke asking if she was going to eat her lunch?' she thought to herself as the Hyuuga Heiress stared for a second before sitting across from Sasuke and opened her bento box.
"You can have some if you like" she offered with a smile. Sasuke took up his chopsticks from his empty lunch which he had eaten earlier and picked up an egg roll. Sasuke put the egg roll in his
Golden Chains Tied up with the chains of my memories that seemingly shock with every movement, I looked upon one light I clung onto dearly just to feel its warmth. No matter how many times they stab me with golden spears of my past, I could survive and sustain myself through this one little light that kept me warm with its all forgiving rays. I tried to free myself from my prison but my shackles tighten instead. Several golden spears pierce through me and left to ensure I learned what pain truly is. All my thoughts are haunting me as ghosts. They have come to collect all my debts of the past by adding more chains to weigh me down.
There are times when the chains would loosen and the spears would numb me. At these times, everything was calm and quiet and I could move around without feeling like 1000 blades were stabbing into the very fibre of my being. I prayed for winged angels to carry me away into their arms and unlock me from my sorrows. Sometimes I
3. IntroductionI walked upon the tides of the city
on my way to a particular place
making sure that I look witty
so I did not get mugged
You stood there like a fool
fixing something with some tool
I ran right in the center
and right into you
You yelled, I yelped
I fell down, you said
"Sorry I was an idiot standing here
but you ran into me, just as foolish"
I looked up and smiled
We both had a laugh
I raise my hand
You took it and raised me up
"Hi, may I introduce myself?"
A Poets Chronicles chapter 20I hear a voice that was raging and surrounding me...
I am merely a child, trying to sleep through the night...
I tried to sleep through madness every single day. I slept through the crashes of people fighting just a wall away. I could sleep through my brother's fury when he became enraged. But, there was one night I could never sleep. No matter how hard I attempted, I would never obtain sleep on this particular night. I cannot say it was the worst night of my life but there was something about it that did not allow me to knock myself out. There is always one night, one lonely night that a man or woman cannot sleep. This one night, I spent thinking about myself and everything in the world. I forgot everything that people told me about anything at all as though my mind had been cleared of a morning fog and I thought. Those nights where sleep had evaded ones grasp are the most important nights to sit down and take a breather to just think about whatever you want. From how to receive a ska
Happy Birthday RachelHey Rachel, how you doing
Is it that time of year again?
When you gather all the people up
And call up all your friends
I guess it is
This is a party I wont miss
Hey Rachel, have you gotten any taller
It's been 24 hours
since I've seen you
Hopefully you haven't gotten smaller
But you do
Or am I just getting too
Tall for looking at you
Hey Rachel, we'll be rocking til 12
I hope Tsubasa brought some DDR
And the boys never dance
But I know they will
Cause its your birthday party til
We all go home
I hope you had an excellent day
Memories are fleeting
But you will never go away
Oh always be
The Rachel that is my buddy
Happy Birthday Shorty
Ai Ore chapter 1Akira hates me...
'Mizuki chan I love you' Akira used to say with a smiling face.
Never again will I get to see him smile like that...
Already... Just about everything is finished. Akira.
I cried and ran away from Akira's house. I went home and ran up straight to my room; I slammed the door. I plopped onto my bed face first into my pillow to sulk. My heart became heavy and my eyes weary. My little sister stepped into the room or at least I assumed so since I heard the door open. I wiped away my tears and looked at her like a cool expression.
"What do you need?" I asked her. She stared at me for a moment then opened her mouth.
"Are you okay?" she asked "I heard sobbing from your room"
"... Y-yeah I'm f-fine" I stuttered out, about to break into tears. She must have noticed so she closed the door and dragged my parents out to go shopping. I began to bawl once more into my pillow. If I knew this was going to happen, I would have never allowed myself to fall in love with Akira. My cellphon
Little LadyLittle lady, why are you running away?
There's too much to do right here
There is so much I want to say
To just you, maybe then we could interlude
Little lady, just tell me the truth
Does this dress look bad on me?
Does my essay have enough proof?
Just waiting to know, Oh just you see
Little lady, how can I ask you this?
There's too much time elapsing now
And there's so much you could miss
Just thinking oh, too much thinking to allow
Little lady, just tell me one more thing
Does everyone in the world dream what you dream?
Do you think my man will give me a diamond ring?
I shouldn't know, well we made a good team
Little lady, will you say goodbye?
Ponder and wish of why we all even try
Eventually I'll see you when we both die
Maybe, next time we will never tell a lie
So I guess this is goodbye...
Friends and LoveFell in love, tossed it away.
Found some friends, kept them close.
Looked through the trash, love was gone.
Looked outside, saw the garbage truck drive away.
Farewell, to my love.
Luckily, I have some friends to keep me company.
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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