Weird Girl: I'M BAAACCK~! :D And I'm alive!
Bob: . . .Why didn't you change your account username number?
Weird Girl: D: Because I didn't have the heart to! I'm very sentimental you know!
Bob: ...And why did you make this story?
Weird Girl: Because I saw how everyone (pretty much) loved Itsuki, then I started thinking about it for a long time. So, in the end, I decided, "Why not?" ^-^ Please enjoy! :D
(Note: Read "Kagome" and "Kagome: The Sequel" to better understand the story)
Dream
"You, want to tell me something?" I looked over at Kiyoko.
Stop now...Stop while you're ahead.
She was standing by the tree, brushing her pinkish-blue hair behind her ears. Her cheeks were turning pink as the snow continued to fall, the sky was dim, stars shining in the sky. "I-I...I, um..."
Please...Please don't say it...
"Kiyoko, what is it?" I walked over to her, curious about what was on her mind, wondering why her cheeks were turning pink.
Please...just stop it...
She turned and looked right into my eyes, her own being glossy. "Jochen, I-I love you!" she stuttered, then quickly went to turn away, but I automatically grabbed onto her wrist, pulling her over a bit. I felt my cheeks turn red when she stated that. We stared at each other in silence.
No...Don't...
"I-I..." I didn't know what to say. But without realizing it, I was pulling her closer to me, slowly leaning forward.
Stop it! Just stop it already! You're going to hurt her! Just stop it!
"I-I...love you, too..." I stated right before I kissed her, holding her close.
You idiot! Why...? Why? You're just going to hurt her! Just stop it! Please...stop it...you're just going to hurt her... Just...why...? ...Why...?
Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!
A/N: I know no Vocaloids or Utaus or any of those are introduced yet, but for ahead of time-I don't own any of them except for the characters I won.
Weird Girl: I hope you like! Good cookies for good reviews, flamers will be living on an island, and silent readers will be forced to talk backwards! :D
Bob: Those things again?
Weird Girl: ...I like to stay traditional...
Bob: ...By the way, isn't constructive criticism count as flames?
Weird Girl: Of course not! You should start reading a dictionary!
Bob: (shrug)