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
Birth of the Shichinintai Snake Bone Ch. 1"Come on, Kairi. You can do it. Just take it nice and slow," her husband, Ichiro, said, trying to calm her. "How?! I'm giving birth here!" she screamed. "I know it hurts but try to-"
"Hurts is one hell of an understatement! Try kills! Anyway, am I almost done here?"
"Yes, just one more push."
With all the remaning strength she had, Kairi gave one final push before hearing the sweet sound of her new child's crying. She collasped panting and relieved that finally, finally the extreme pain was over.
"Is...is it.....a.....girl like.......we hoped?"
'You're the one who wants a girl. I don't care if it's a boy or girl. I'm just glad I have a child of my own.'
Ichiro picked up the new child.
"No, it's a boy."
"Get rid of it."
"What?! NO! Why would you want to get rid of our first child?!"
"Because it's not a girl!"
"Well, if you like it or not he's stay."
"He's not an 'it'. He's our beautiful new baby. Get over it and help me name him."
He grabbed a nearby blanket and
The Giver ProjectBehind him, across vast distances of space and time, from the place he had left, he thought he heard music too. But perhaps it was only an echo.
'I did it. I really did it! I really escaped!' Jonas thought. He and Gabe had really escaped the community. There was no more fearing that they would be captured. No more fearing Gabriel's release. No more sameness. No more. But Jonas thought for a minute. He thought of all the things he had to leave behind. No more days receiving memories from the Giver. No more Giver. No more mom and dad. Or Lily. No more Fiona or Asher. No more Fiona. Jonas wished he could tell her how much he loved her. He wished he could tell everyone how much he loved them. But they wouldn't understand. Except the Giver.
But he did have one thing he didn't leave behind. Gabriel. He hugged little Gabe, who was enjoying the ride on the sled. Gabriel let out small cries of delight as the sled went farther and farther away from the community. 'Gabe is the onl