Dedicated to Inita... I'm more than upset to write the reasons down, but just know that I'll always be here for you, and I really would kill to make that twat leave you alone. I read his stupid fanfic and really wanted to cry.. (Luckily or unluckily, I was completely dehydrated and couldn't)

I'm in no mood to write a proper fanfic, but I can write random drabbles..

For anyone that doesn't know what a drabble is, it's a fanfiction that is no more than 100 hundred words. A half drabble is a fanfiction of 50 words and a double drabble is a fanfiction of 200 words. (I was unsure myself at first then found this when I typed it in on google;P)

Sorry for OOCness...

Sorry they're not in order...

By Candlelight

Jiro silently read through his book, glancing upwards every now and again to check on the others. Shu and Marumaro were fast asleep, but Kluke was not. She was staring into the flame of one of the candles.

"Kluke?" Jiro said softly, making her jump slightly.

"Um, yeah."

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I just- I'm trying to- I'm wondering what love feels like."

"L-Love?"

"Yeah, I think I might-" Her voice lowered to an almost silent whisper-" Love someone..." She smiled, thinking of only him.

Stumbling upon a Secret

She flipped through the books on his bookshelf, impatiently waiting for him to finish his dinner. This was the normal trait of a five year old, or that's what her parents had said anyway. Kluke opened a rather large book, wondering what stories it possessed. The book slipped from her hands, and a small book fell from the pages. It was bright green with one word upon it: Diary. The colour and neatness of it all, suggested it was Jiro's. Interested, she opened the first page and beamed. Three words were scrawled across it: I love Kluke.

Bookworm

Jiro tried his best to ignore all the bullies, but sometimes it proved difficult. He knew that he couldn't let them get the best of him; he was better than that. Today was one of those 'difficult' days. Jiro smiled, reading his favourite 'How to make a robot' book. "Hey, Bookworm. Fancy giving us your book to sell, or is it a part of you?" The bully jeered.

"He may be a bookworm, but he's ten times the man you'll ever be!" Someone interrupted. Jiro blushed slightly, recognising the girl's voice. Kluke smiled, and sat beside her best friend.

Footprints in the sand

"Kluke?" Jiro called after her, running along the beach. She had charged down it after bursting into tears without stating why. "Kluke?"

She halted, her sobs echoing towards the other. He frowned, wondering why she was crying. "What is it?"

"I just- Please don't make me explain." She sobbed, her body shaking. Jiro carefully wiped her face and took her hand.

"Let's go for a walk then."

Kluke nodded, thankful to have such an amazing friend like Jiro... Although she secretly wished he was more than her friend, and was glad to have a special moment with him.

I guess the last one could fit my drawing on dA..

I'm really, really, really, really, really, really sorry that I haven't done more, but I promise I will tomorrow.. I just wanted to get this up incase you were on.. I just wish I could help more.. I feel so useless, and like I'm doing nothing to help-_-