A/N: *hides behind desk* Please don't kill me… I have a very good reason for why I haven't posted in a while! Just…let me find it first… .
Okay okay…it's something between the lines of a major writer's block and being a bit lazy… :P that plus school and starting at my new job…
Anyway! Here I am!! With this little monster of 50 sentences that takes from lyrics to phrases and to anything that my muse liked and wanted to write about xD Some are long others are short, some are really smexy while others are really funny or even angsty...I just closed my eyes let my muse have fun...*purrs*
But! It's not finished folks, I'm just going to post 25 because s2lou has been bothering me to no end to post it already and well… It's this or tie her to a chair and toss her off an airplane… *Smiles devilish* I luv ya hon...with your Hetalia craziness and all... 33
But don't worry I'm going to post the other half soon… *Side glances*
Dedicated to Sara-chan and Jun-chan because it's been ages since the last time we talked/plotted on messenger…I miss you guys!! ; _ ;
Enjoy!
Love is when someone takes your heart and shatters it, but you still love them with all the little pieces
It's over. He hurt her, he damn well knew that. Her tear filled eyes playing on his mind kept telling him so. And it broke him too, deep down his heart was shattered into thousand pieces, but hers was worst and he knew that…
He didn't even have the strength to stand up from the lonely bench in front of the clock tower, their clock tower. Their special place.
Light footsteps were nearing him but he didn't care, not anymore. Only when they stopped in front of him he gathered enough strength to lift his head up.
And there she was.
No tears were in her eyes but neither a smile graced her face. She just stood there looking at him, at his pitiful position on the bench, at the top hat and monocle on the floor, at his face with no mask…
Then she just extended her hand towards him. "Let's go home." She said softly.
He looked at her, at her hand and then at her face again. Not really understanding what she meant.
"Why?" He asked with a coarse voice.
She didn't hesitate with her answer. "Because I love you. Because your daughter loves you." She sat on the bench near him and hugged him tightly, burying his face on her neck. "Because I'll never be able to stop loving you."
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A lawful kiss is never worth a stolen one.
Their kisses weren't always the same. Some were really chaste (usually when one of them was late for work) and others could last all night (those were the more frequent ones).
Some were in the form of lazy and tender kisses while others were harsh and full of rough emotion.
Now, Aoko always knew what kind of kiss awaited her just by looking at Kaito (it was a technique she had mastered along the years…), but she was absolutely sure that she would trade them all for those he gave her when she least expected them.
After all, who knew what was going through the mind of a thief while stealing his prize?
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The real trouble with reality is that there's no background music.
She was sure that her first kiss with Kaito was going to be like in the movies.
Dramatic, just the two of them (maybe alone in a beautiful garden), very very romantic, and with a soft music in the air.
But it was none of that. It was silly (how was she going to know that they were going to trip like that during one of their mop chases?), in their classroom (of all the crowded places…), very very embarrassing (who knew Kaito's weight over her body felt that good?), and with the gasps and murmurs of their classmates around them (ohh…she was never going to hear the end of this…).
But as she lay there, with the boy of her dreams kissing her with trembling lips and shocked eyes, she thought she wouldn't want it any other way.
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Don't regret doing things, regret getting caught.
He didn't regret stealing. He didn't regret the shows he pull or the crowds cheering for him. Nor mocking the police at his heists or smashing a little red stone into tiny pieces. It was his job, it was all necessary to avenge his father's death.
But what he did regret was the hurt he caused to the woman looking tearfully at him from the other side of the bars…
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You can leave your hat on… (You Can Leave Your Hat On)
Aoko sighed. "I don't know what to do Akako-chan…our anniversary is in three days and I still don't know what to give him! And I really want to surprise him this time!"
"Is it that hard to surprise Kuroba-kun?" She asked grinning while sipping quietly her tea.
"It is when I know he had previously peeked at them!! I can just tell by the look in his eyes and that mocking grin…" She grumbled.
"Hide them better?"
Aoko scoffed. "You think I haven't tried?? I even once hid it at Keiko's house! And he still knew!!"
"Well, that's him being him…added to the fact of his unusual abilities due to his current night job…" She kept on grinning but this time while munching on a cookie.
"I know!! But it still frustrates me to no end!!" Aoko groaned while grabbing a cookie and munching it furiously, as if the poor cookie had the fault for everything.
Akako contemplated her friend with an impassive face for a few seconds, when suddenly an idea struck her making a huge smirk to make its way slowly across her delicate lips.
"Ne, Nakamori-chan. How about doing a show for him?" She suggested while leaning her beautiful head slightly towards hers over the table.
"A show?" She repeated. "Akako-chan, you know I can't do magic…" She giggled at the idea.
The witch chuckled. "Not that kind of show. I mean one that will for sure surprise your dear magician, and the better part of it is that you only need a hat…his hat…"
Aoko stopped laughing instantly and looked intrigued at her. "What kind of show is that?"
Akako grinned even more if possible and leaned over to whisper into the girl's ear.
It only took a second for Aoko to blush furiously.
The next day after Aoko and Kaito's anniversary, the witch received a letter from a dove on her window.
"Thank you Akako-chan. I knew I could count with you…K.K."
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Everyone in life has a purpose, even if it's to serve as a bad example.
Kaito knew, from the moment he saw his little son climbed at the top of a tower of furniture, with a white towel tied around his neck like a cape, one lens from a broken pair of glasses over one eye, a painted white box over his head and laughing at a crowd of toys, that he shouldn't have showed him that KID tape…
Aoko was going to kill him for sure…
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To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world
He had fame, looks, intelligence, a fan girl's club, his dream job as a magician and enough money to live a luxurious life.
She had fame, looks, intelligence, some admirers, her dream job as a chief inspector and enough money to live a comfortable life.
But both knew that they would trade it all to see each other again…
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He gave her a dozen roses, 11 real and one fake. He said: "I'll love you till the last one dies"
Kaito had always given her roses from the moment they met, some of them just popped up when she least expected. And the amount just kept growing after they got married. Of course, she didn't mind it. She loved each and every one of them.
But one day while she was cooking dinner, the spoon she was using suddenly turned into red flower. Now she wouldn't have seen this as abnormal if it hadn't been for the fact that the rose was made of plastic.
She turned around and looked at her husband who was comfortably reading the newspaper on one of the chairs across the kitchen.
"What? Are you out of your usual roses?" She joked while running her fingers across the fabric red petals.
And he just looked at her, lips slowly turning into that soft and charming smile he always used to pull around her, and replied. "No. Just to remind you that I'll love you till the last one dies."
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Love is like a jewel, precious to everyone, not easy to make, sentimental value if held onto to long enough, beautiful, can last a lifetime, hard to let go of. Yet people throw their jewels away without realizing how much it means to them until it's too late to retrieve the jewel.
He let her go, just like that. He made the choice long ago to search for Pandora instead of staying with her.
He found it, of course. It took him a lot of years but he finally found and destroyed it for good. No Pandora, no more KID.
Sadly, it came with a price. And as soon as he saw her leaving the church in a long white dress with a man on her arm he knew he had lost more than he'd gained…
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Keep smiling, it makes people wonder what you're up to
"What are you smiling for you idiot?"
"…"
"Kaito! Quit smiling for nothing! People will think you are crazy! Well, that is more than you already are…"
"……"
"kslgfabf!! Kaito!! Enough!!"
"…………"
"You are freaking me out you know?"
"……………………"
"Ugh! Enough! What's so funny that you can't keep smiling?!!"
"………………wanna know?"
"Yes!!"
"Okay."
Kiss!
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Love is when you can't use words to describe how you feel.
When she shouted, demanded him to tell her what he really wanted from her, he just crossed the room at full speed and kissed her with all he got, embraced her tightly in his arms and never let her go.
Not even when dawn came…
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For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been'
They would never know how life might have been for them. It might have been good, it might have been bad. It might have been easy, it might have been complicated. They would have enjoyed every second of it or they would have argued for long hours with no end. There would have been mops and fishes, and magic tricks and roses.
There would have been a wedding, a new house and new family. There would have been calm afternoons of just lying on the bed and hugging each other.
Infinite of things could have happened to them but they would never know…no one would ever know…
…for the brave phantom thief lay now dead grabbing the cold hand of the fair lady lying next to him…
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The heart does not know time, nor distances. The heart knows where it belongs, where it should be. And my advice is; follow it.
She just walked. Where? She didn't know. An hour ago she had just felt like walking, so she grabbed her keys and went out to walk under the warm summer sky.
She didn't know this place very well yet, it had only been two weeks since she moved to London, so she couldn't afford to go to places she barely knew of and get lost.
But she needed to walk…
She walked and walked, turned in a corner, kept walking, turned again and again on the next block and kept walking for a few more minutes, not really knowing were she was exactly going…until she noticed a small café, which gave the impression of being really old, and suddenly she knew she was supposed to be there.
Strangely so, only now she realized she was tired and a tad thirsty, and thought a nice ice tea would do her good. So, she sat in one of the tables outside and ordered her ice tea.
And then…she just waited. Why? She didn't know, she just did.
Until she saw him…nearing her table with a confused and surprised expression all over his face.
"Hi." He said while standing opposite to her.
"Hi." She answered not really understanding how this could be possible.
"Fancy meeting you're here of all the places." He said. And after a short silence in which they only stared at each other he added whispering. "I must be really lucky…"
She just smiled and offered him to sit with her.
Sometimes when I say "Oh don't worry, I'm fine…" I just want someone,
once, to look me in the eyes and just say "Don't, tell the truth".
Damn, it wasn't his intention to get hurt during the heist, and it damn well wasn't his intention to let Aoko know he was hurt. The explanation of how a bullet wound was on his shoulder was far too complicated…
But the sad fact was that she was waiting for that explanation at that very moment while sitting on his bed and looking at him with a killing glare. He was lucky the mops in his house were well hidden; he had checked it years ago…
The truth was, he really wanted to tell her everything but he was so scared of the results that he kept playing the same acts around her, the same masks, the same lies; he had been doing that for so long that he now made them unconsciously.
But sometimes…sometimes he wished she could see through them, so maybe he would have no other choice but to come out of his shell of lies and finally be free…
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Forgive my lips, they find pleasure in the less expected places.
Damn him. Damn it, damn it, damn it… she shouldn't be doing this, she shouldn't let him do this to her, not here of all the places, not now of all the times.
She couldn't suppress the shiver that ran down her whole body while his ungloved fingers reached that spot between her tights, nor the moan escaping her lips while his tongue ran all over her neck. Her hands went up to his head knocking the top hat in the process while his body pressed hers more onto the wall of the black deserted alley.
His lips followed a straight line from her chest to her mouth lingering there for several minutes stealing her breath away. She was soon going to loose it.
"Nakamori-keibu." He said in that sultry voice he only reserved for heists; his sweet and warm breath was all over her mouth taunting her to no end. "I beg you to forgive my lips, they find pleasure in the less expected places. But I must say, they have chosen well this time…" He grinned.
She just gave out a frustrated groan and dragged him into a deeper kiss…
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I once prayed to god for a bike, but quickly found out he didn't work that way...so I stole a bike and prayed for his forgiveness
He run…and run…and run…and run with out looking back. The extra weight on him was just slowing him down a little. Shouts and curses on his back. He was just a blurry white figure on the dim light streets. But as he looked at the blushing woman on his arms (surely wishing to be six feet under or planning to hurt him severely with her mop) a goofy grin made his way on his lips.
"When I said you were going to be mine, I was talking seriously…"
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…are you still mad that we slept together even after we had ended it? (Alanis Morissette - Are You Still Mad?)
Aoko was mad. Completely and absolutely mad with herself. Of course she was mad at him too but at least she recognized that he wasn't the only one who got drunk at the party…
Not to mention she now realized she really had wanted to do it…
But that was why she was mad in the first place! She shouldn't felt like that! They were way over in their relationship! It had been years since the last time they saw each other! She had a boyfriend for Pete's sake!! And who knew how many women he had…
And yet…and yet…
Light footsteps on the carpet behind her made her turn around only to be met with the sight of Kaito in his boxers and rubbing his neck in a way that clearly said he was nervous about something.
"Are you still mad?" He asked in that oh so softly almost like velvet voice of his.
And yet…the fuzzy memories of last night came at full speed into her mind (Kaito's strong arms, warm skin, tempting lips, soft words, her back pressed against the mattress…) and it only made her melt and desire for more…
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You make me breakfast in bed, when I'm mixed up in my head. You wake me with a kiss and I could get used to this. (The Veronicas - I Could Get Used To This)
If you asked Aoko a time of a day which she liked more, she would surely answer you the mornings after a really difficult and rough day. She loved those mornings and she could definitely get used to them.
Of course, how could she not?
She always woke up all fuzzy and relaxed knowing that the day before was finally over, with the delicious smell of coffee and pancakes in the air and tender lips kissing hers very slowly that made her melt all over the pillow. And when she opened her eyes she was graced by the sight of Kaito's deep blue eyes, loving smile that slowly stretched into one of her favorite grins and a soft sweet voice near her ear saying…
"Good morning."
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…slowly those feelings were clouded by what I know now. Where has my heart gone? Trapped in the eyes of a stranger. Ohh… I want to go back to believing in everything and knowing nothing at all. (Evanescence - Fields of Innocence)
Her world had turned pitch black and she was standing in the middle of it. She couldn't feel. She couldn't move. She couldn't hear. She couldn't see…
She now only had memories, pictures of that horrible night that kept pulling her more into darkness of her world.
She started wishing she had never seen anything at all. It couldn't be true. He hadn't lied to her. He had promised. She had believed.
He'd said it wasn't like that. He'd said he had a reason. He'd sworn he loved her, but she couldn't love him. She couldn't love the man she was married to, he wasn't her Kaito…
And she kept reminding her that while more images played in her mind of yet another victim from the new serial killer, laying at the bloody feet of the man she once loved…
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How can I decide what's right? When you're clouding up my mind…(Paramore - Decode)
So soft...
So warm...
So sweet...
So hard to resist... It was driving him crazy, on the borderline of madness. His mouth was watering at the mere sight displayed in front of him. And he was so close...if he just took another step then he-
But he shouldn't. It wasn't right. He had promised her he'd try to stay away but-
But it was calling him. His instincts were taking over him and they were telling him to just do it, whispering inside his head to make it his...
He started to approach his prey...so very slowly...
Just a bit closer...almost thereand then...then-
"Kuroba Kaito!! I told you to stay away from those cookies!!!"
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Let's play a love game, play a love game. Do you want love or you want fame? Are you in the game? Dans le love game? (Lady Gaga – Love Game)
She knew that what they had just done was wrong, that if anybody ever found out she would for sure meet the gunner's daughter along with him; but it was all part of the game. And she knew he wanted to play too...
She could tell by the look he was giving her now while walking a few steps behind her. If only those guards weren't escorting him to her cabin, she would have done with him all over again right there at that exact moment.
And the chains on his wrists weren't exactly helping...making her to remember how good he had looked chained up to the wall and having mind blowing sex on the floor of the cell.
Her fingers were still trembling from the amazing sensation of his hot and sweaty skin…
Upon finally reaching her cabin she opened the door and walked straight to the windows behind her desk, contemplating the dark sea surrounded by the darkness of the night.
"Leave him here. You two can go back to your positions."
The guards hesitated. "But...Captain, it may be dangerous to-"
Aoko only turned a little to send a glare towards the guards that clearly said to do as she ordered (stealing a glance at him in the process and noticing with a bit of frustration that she couldn't see his face due to his bangs covering most of it).
"Aye, Captain." The English guards immediately picked up on her message and left, leaving the prisoner in front of the closed door.
And as soon as she heard the faint click of the now closed door, she felt a pair of arms circling her waist and slamming her back against the hard chest of the pirate behind her.
Wasn't he chained a few seconds ago?
"Ye like playin' dirty, huh?" Kaito's warm breath was tickling down her neck while his tongue played with her ear lobe sending constant shivers down her back. "Let's see how ye manage now that I can use me hands, Cap'n…"
Aoko had to struggle the whole night to not scream of pleasure and thus waking up the whole crew…
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I'm a bitch, I'm tease. I'm a goddess on my knees… (Alanis Morissette - I'm A Bitch, I'm A Lover)
She couldn't place herself to think of her actions as 'mean'. She was in all her right to be mad at him for what he had done to her and she expected some payback on her side.
Of course she still loved him (she would never be able to stop doing so) but that hadn't prevented her to warn him he better stay away from her the next two days if he didn't want to be murdered by her new mop made of iron…
But she still had felt unsatisfied…
That was why she decided on that night, while Kaito was comfortably watching the TV on their living room, to walk completed naked (with her hair a bit damp from just taking a shower), across the living room to the kitchen (only to grab a plate full of strawberries and whipped cream), to later walk slowly back to their room (now hers 'till she allowed him back).
And she could only smile in triumph at the face of one astonished mouth-open magician that suddenly had a mental break down…
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…You remain, my power, my pleasure, my pain. To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny, yeah… (Seal - Kiss from a Rose)
Th-thump-Th-thump.
'I need to resist. I can't loose control.'
Th-thump-Th-thump.
'Who cares about the aching pain growing inside my stomach and the feeling of fire running down my throat? I need to hold on for her…'
Th-thump-Th-thump.
'Dammit! I can't do this to her! Not her…not Aoko…I will never be able to forgive myself if I ever hurt her.'
Th-thump-Th-thump.
'God, the sound of her heart is like classic music to my ears…and her smell is the most delicious thing in the world for me…I can only imagine how sweet her blood must taste…'
Th-thump-Th-thump.
'And she is so close…just sitting there on her desk, quietly writing some letters to her friends. She looks so beautiful…'
Th-thump-Th-thump.
'I don't think I'll be able to hold on much longer. I better leave…but I don't want to leave her alone…'
Th-thump-Th-thump.
'So delicious…'
Th-thump-Th-thump.
He grabbed her shoulders from behind and started to gently kiss the exposed skin there.
Th-thump-th-thump-th-thump.
"Kaito? Are you okay?" Aoko stopped writing immediately and turned around a little to look at her friend.
Th-thump-th-thump-th-thump.
"Shh…Don't worry." He whispered leaving a hot trail of kisses all over her neck, earning a soft moan from her. "Everything is okay. You just be a good girl and stay quiet…"
Th-thump-th-thump-th-thump-th-thump.
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By the light of the moon she rubs her eyes, sits down on the bed and starts to cry. And there's something less about her and I don't know what I'm supposed to do. So I sit down and I cry too and don't let her see.
And she says oh I can't take no more. Her tears like diamonds on the floor and her diamonds bring me down 'cause I can't help her now… (Rob Thomas – Her Diamonds)
He can see her. Everything around him became suddenly a blur of things and colors but he can still see her as clearly as the day. Her back is to him for she is staring intently at the full moon resting high on the black sky.
And he doesn't know what he is supposed to do…
So he stays quiet staring at her (a shadow in a corner); he looks how the moonshine makes her skin slightly paler and her hair softer, how it makes her white summer dress to glow making her look completely unnatural…magical…(and he wonders why the moon isn't reflecting on him).
It is really sad he can't see her eyes.
She turns around and walks towards the bed without looking at him. She sits down and after a few seconds she starts to cry.
And he doesn't know what he is supposed to do…
So he sits down and looks at her; he notices something is different about her, he looks at her eyes and sees that something is missing. The brightness in them is gone despite her tears like diamonds falling down from them (and he wonders if it is because of him).
Since he doesn't know he starts to cry too, turning his face to the other side so she won't see him. What happened to his poker face?
And then she starts whispering, softly into the dark room. "I can't take it anymore… I miss you too much."
And he then remembers…a heist gone wrong…a missing bullet…and he understands what is happening; and his tears come down harder because he knows he can't help her this time.
And he doesn't know what he is supposed to do…
But he knows two things and it's the best he can do for now.
He knows that he has died and he knows that he will love her forever.
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Everyone is entitled to be stupid, but some abuse the privilege.
Blink. Stare. Blink. Blink. Lips twitch. Aoko couldn't hold in any longer and fell on the floor laughing hysterically. "Y-Y-You…hahahahahaha!!!"
A grumbling and sulking phantom thief walked quickly past her to their room. "Yeah yeah… I forgot my pants… ha ha ha…"
A/N: Well, I hope you enjoyed the first part. Now let's see how the other one comes out, ne? *grins*
Oh, btw, the one where Kaito is a pirate comes from a fic that S2lou, katiesparks and I are writing… (Well we only posted the first chapter a while ago .) and that particular scene comes after a part that S2lou wrote but hadn't posted yet since we need to write the scenes before that… *has totally thrown Sara-chan to the wolves* *smiiiiiirks* I just looooove to tease her... D
Oh! And one more thing, I finally have an LJ account! 8D Check my profile for the address~
Butterfly, out~