New, well, actually, old story. want to see if anyone appreciates it, so...let me know if its any good, would you?
Disclamier: And DN Angel charecters are not mine, anyone else is mine...unless I say so...
I leaned back, my breath coming in ragged gasps, but I could never of been happier. I finally found what was missing in my life. The drum sticks in my hands dangled limply. I smiled at the instructor, and moved the sticks back to the correct positions. I beat out a tattoo on the drum that made the advanced people gasp, and I smiled inwardly. This beat complemented the hauntingly familiar lullaby I had in my head all the time now. The other people added there own inferior beats, and I slowed down and tapped my lullaby on the drum, letting someone else take the spotlight off me as I lost myself in thought. I was startled when the instructor announced the end of the practice period. I reluctantly put away my sticks, still thinking about the darkness in my heart that was slowly spreading. I walked to the art room, ready for anime club to begin. I set out my paper and pencils, and all my friends crowded around me, as I set to work, lost in thought and my lullaby ringing in my ears.
I got my sticks out from my pocket and set them on the table, my eyes blankly focused on the paper. A D N Angel episode started up, and I looked away from the screen, my tears flowing down my face, as I saw the Dark move closer to Risa, just catching her as she fell to the ground. I started to sketch, and the people around me moved closer to the screen, in grossed with the anime. I got this feeling, one that I hadn't had in a while. A cold shiver went down my spine, in the boiling hot room. I gently put down the sketchbook, the pencil clattering to the floor as I turned my eyes to the screen. Dark was in the darkened room, Risa just awakening as he started to explain his history. The tears started again as I watched the anime moving over the screen. I leapt up as I felt the shiver again; only this time it brought fire to my skin, a flame I had kept dormant for a long time.
The friend closets to me looked up at me as I grabbed my glowing necklace, it's once cold steel glowing with flames. I gasped, the anime forgotten, as memories began to flood my senses.
"What.. would you …say if I…told you everything …I write and draw …about comes to …life?"
well, not very well explained, but this is and older fanfic of mine...review please...dont make me beg...