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Maiyo, Mercenary Reincarnated Ch. 3Maiyo, Mencenary Reincarnated
"J-Jakotsu?" I leave my mom's arms for his. "I'm..I'm so sorry. You didn't deserve to die that way. No one does." He wraps his arms around me.
"It's okay, Maiyo," he says, "It's all over."
"Are you sure?"
"But it must have been so scary to have-"
"Maiyo, if you keep thinking about it's only going to get worse."
I sniffle. "Yeah, I guess you're right."
"Say sayonara to yesterday because we are all bound to tomorrow.
He nods. "Yes, I can see the sunrise."
He's starting to fade. "Don't go." Jakotsu lifts my chin. "I'll see you soon."
He's gone by now. I look back at my mom. I think she's in shock. "Mom," I wave my hand in front of her face, "Mom." She comes to, "What?" I poke her forehead. I want to be sure she's back. She falls back. Of course. Mom, why did I think you could handle something like this? She couldn't even handle the first five minutes of "The Grudge." Right when it comes on, "AHHH
My LightYour light is like your spotlight. Your light is your love, happiness, and hope. The more love, happiness, and hope you have the brighter it shines. When something or someone dearest to you is lost, your light will darken. There are those who have lights that are completely black. Lights of which that are completely black are truely evil. The people who own these lights are evil as well. They do unforgiveable things to those whose lights shine the brightest. When this happens a person's light will darken or go completely black. It's up to the person to bright their light. If they fail in doing so, they will became bitter and jealous of people with bright lights. Those who refuse to give will go looking for someone to help them. The people who help are known as temporary lights. A temporary light only helps you for a short time. The person you need to find is your permant light or the person on the other end of your red thread. Now that you know about your light I can tell you my story.
Maiyo, Mencenary Reincarnated Ch. 2(A/N: Warning this does have a little bit of yaoi in it so be careful.)
I'm sorry I wasn't able to tell you what the rest of that website said. It was just too much me for to handle. Well, it turns out that the rest of it stated that it was a so called 'natural' thing for me to see Jakotsu's memories when I'm sleeping. Nevermind that shit. It's three in the morning. I better get my ass to bed before mom figures out how late it is or I'll never hear the end of it. You know...I th-think I about t-to bla-black....
"Jakotsu, I need to talk to you...alone. Please."
"Okay, Bankotsu no Aniki. I'll be there when I'm done eating."
"No! I need to tell you! NOW!" he says, grabbing me forcefully by my arm. Bankotsu has been a little on edge lately but I wouldn't blame him for being so because of what happened the other day. The daimyo of the region have joined forces to bring the Shichinintai down. Stupid bastards. They'll never be able to do it. The Shichinintai are too powerful. I'm s
Maiyo, Mencenary Reincarnated Ch. 1"Maiyo, time to wake up," mom yells. I groan. I hate mornings. And I mean HATE mornings. Hi. It's nice to meet you. The name's Maiyo. As usual mom comes in my room to make sure I get out of bed. "Come on, Maiyo. I said get up." I groan again.
This is my usual day: get up, eat breakfast, go to my living hell called school, try not to fall asleep for the next eight hours, come home, do homework, eat dinner, take bath, and go to bed to start the damn cycle again in the fucking morning. Sorry about my language but like I said I hate fucking mornings. "Maiyo, this is the last time I'm going to tell you to get up." I sigh. "Alright, alright. I'm up," I say, getting to my feet.
"Go to the bathroom and get ready. I'll ly out your school uniform."
"Okay," I yawn.
In the bathroom, I wet a wash cloth and wash my face. After washing my face, I set the wash cloth down, stretch, and then yawn again. I open my eyes and look in the mirror. My life from this moment has gone from average to f
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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