Well, BlackElement7, Seiina13, BlueLily27 and I compiled a random list of words during lunch and wrote drabbles for the series Naruto (BlackElement7), Fullmetal Alchemist (Seiina13), Harry Potter (BlueLily27) and Saint Seiya (me!). Same list of words. Different series. Yeah. Maybe different order, since BlueLily thinks that "Mousetrap" is a bad ending to a romance. So, go see them if you have time! Or else!
By the way, "Technical Drawing" is referring to The Lost Canvas, and all the "shes" are referring to Athena and the "hes" and "theys" and "wes" are the saints.
Urg! I always forget the disclaimer:
I do not own Saint Seiya. Nor do I own Saint Seiya: The Lost Canvas (although both are awesome!) If I did, I wouldn't be dying because I didn't know the ending of either. My ambition in life is to find out the endings! GO ME! Ahem. On with the drabbles.
Stars
He looks at the stars and laughs. Such beauty and radiance! Strange how we – we who feel their life flowing in our veins – bring so much death.
Chair
She sits upon the stone chair, perfection and divinity given form. On the inside, though, she cannot see why anyone worships her.
Toes
The first time they witness the birth of a child, it laughs. One tickles its toes and they see, for an instant, what it is they are protecting.
Doorknob
His hand trembles before the doorknob, afraid of what he may find. So many doors, hiding their own bloody secrets. How can this place be a sanctuary, when death lurks just beyond a single, flimsy barrier?
Muffins
Kiki had always liked muffins.
Technical Drawing
Aron frowns at the paper before him.
"A technical drawing," he says feigning curiosity. There is no life in it. No beauty at all. But still, he takes it into his hands and wishes his life was as organized. There is no blood on it.
Theft
We are nothing but thieves.
Thieves of lives.
But we give too.
We give our hope to those who need it.
Bloodbath
They rarely have a chance to bathe, and, when they do, they are lucky if it's not in blood.
Rain
When it rains, they run outside to dance. After all, they don't know how long they have left.
Peas
Peas all look the same, just as we all live to serve one purpose. We are the same.
Orange
Oranges are sweet, but sour all at once. Golden, they glow, but only inwardly. We are gold, but we glow outside as well, our smiles as sour as the oranges we eat.
Sun
How can the sun shine on so much despair? The blood of the innocent glows in its glory, spilled by our hands.
Moon
The man on the moon never frowns, but sometimes, it appears as if he's grimacing.
Lunchbox
There are children walking to school. She spies one swinging a bag around haphazardly, a danger to all near him. She laughs as she remembers when she used to walk like that.
Milk
They stare. It's not often one sees a saint laugh so hard that milk comes out of his nose.
Starfish
The starfish sticks stubbornly to her arm. Sighing, she peels it off, wishing her saints would leave her alone for a while with just this much encouragement.
Cherry
He grins, stuffing his mouth full of cherries. She laughs with him until the juice on his face reminds her of the blood he sheds for her.
Red
Innocent or not, everyone's blood is the same color.
Black
Black is death. Is it any wonder why we wear gold instead?
Earring
He shows her with pride his new piercing. She tries to conceal her smile, remembering how scared he was of the little needle when he'd faced of with enemies much more fearsome.
Eye
She marvels at how many times Death has lost in a staring contest with her saints.
Allegiances
Our allegiances are to our goddess, even if we may die for her.
Glasses
He switched to contacts after his glasses broke for the 137th time.
Sweater
Wool makes Ikki sneeze.
Lace
After seeing some of their sad attempts at crocheting lace, she quickly gives up the lesson.
Moustache
"A moustache?"
"Yes!"
"… No. Definitely not."
"… :'("
Mousetrap
We are the blind mice, walking to our doom. We don't mind breaking our necks if it's for her.
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