This is my first fanfiction so I'd appreciate it if people would go easy on me. This is suppose to be a song fic challenge but instead of picking one fandom, I just went with the flow of the music so there's multiple shit that I like in here. I thought I'd let people know what I like right away. Also, I repeated and paused songs and frankly I'm not proud of that XD. It's not like I'm the only one, right? Anyway, I hope I at least get some possitive feedback or advice but for those who read this to the end, thank you and enjoy.
Warning:Homosexuality IS included!
Rated T for language
1:Wait and Bleed by Slipknot
The night beckons me to come forth and indulge myself into it. I love that feeling. From high above upon the rooftops, I scan the streets that seem to bleed of humans and their sociality. This cold heartless city of mine, the one I've sworn to protect, goes on like nothing. But I ain't expecting a thank you. I don't need that shit. All I've got is the sworn loyalty I've embed in my heart. I alone will accomplish that forevermore cuz I don't need no help from my brothers foremost my older brother who's been gone for more than a year. I'll never admit it but I did look up to him, not anymore though. I've gotten over it because this waiting for he's arrival has beat and killed the shit outta me. The responsibility was taken into my hands as an unknown burden sets on my shoulders while time creeps ahead like a dangerous heat rises. It almost scares me. Almost. I swear if Leo were right here, to magically appear, I would lose myself into my loathing and tear him up. Sirens blare and half of this strange familiar feeling is cut ever so slightly. I have to leave now since there's a sonovabitch on the loose. I'm still waiting.
2:Stay Beautiful by The Last Goodnight
At the bright sunlight, her eyelashes flutter. Morning again and what had happened last night felt like Cloud 9. It wasn't though because Orihime felt the stirring of her beloved berry head. Slowly reaching to his head, she strokes his messy bright orange hair with a small smile playing on her lips as memories flooded back to the time of her absence when they were only 16. That was a long time ago and it's behind and tucked away in the banks of their memories. This is now. Ichigo's brown eyes open dreamily and were welcomed to the sight of he's fair maiden he dared to call his wife who had remain beautiful since their high school years. "Good morning."
"Morning. Ready for round two?"
3:Yumemi gokochi BOY from the Junjou Romantica OST
It's pouring outside again for the third time this week. A blank expression sets on my face as I stare at the rain battering on the bedroom window I share with Nowaki. My back, rear end, and eyes ach but I maintain ahold of my blank face. I feel hot and sweaty but none of it matters to me. Instead, my head swirls into an abyss of dark blue and white; the only colors that could match the blissful memories being played. As the rain keeps drizzling outside and the warm body turns once again I sneer at the falling droplets roll down on the glass. The constant rain in my heart has long since stopped and was replaced with a soft sweet melody.
4:Black Betty by Ram Jam
Karai is the type of woman who was ready and sharper than most; whose acute senses had surpassed her mentors and her skills alone scared everyone. Even the men feared her whenever she entered the room. Although, accompanying that fear came a weird sense of affection, like love, towards said woman. Strange? Possibly so. Just like the way she has no idea of handling things in a kitchen but has the ability to knock down her opponents. Despite that, few have come to discover her heart is not a plain moon but, instead, a spring blossom of insight. She knows what pain is and that love is more than a toy. The life of this woman was far more valuable in terms of knowledge for she had gone through Hell more than one can imagine. It doesn't faze her the slightest though because that's behind her and what lies ahead is too important. Karai is a head strong woman and she will always be on her toes, alert, and would look ahead.
5:Sweetness by Jimmy Eat World
You know something, Al? You know I would hate it if you ended up hating me but knowing you, you'd say that'll never happen. Thing is that, I can't help but be afraid. You know after all the crap I've put us through I have to make things up to you. Whatever the damn cost is I'll give you everything I am, everything I own which is my dizzy and fierce freedom that gets me in tight spots. Heh, you're the only one who gets me out of them. And although this happens a hell of a lot, you never stay angry with me forever but instead you still stand by me. It's because we're brothers. But what makes us different is our bond that's taken us so hard to find and materialize; that allows us to forgive each other for the stupid shit we do due to the pain and numbness conducted in our unnatural lives. I hope you're able to understand my "pointless" fear. But you know what subsides that fear? It's because I can't give into it, not until you get your body back. If I have to stay with my automail arm then so be it so long as you get your body back; so long you forgive me. Please understand; please listen. Are you listening? I hope you can hear me from all the way you're at, wherever it is. I don't want you to lose hope in me. I want it to be clear to you that I will make things right and I swear this on the wheezing breathes I take! You're my brother and that's what we do, you hear me! If you do, then don't lose hope in me!
6:All The Things She Said (t.A.T.u cover) by Madbones
Soifon wept shamefully and mercilessly before me. Her choked out sobs were deafening even though they were so soft and quiet against the whistling wind. Without hesitation, she had boldly proclaimed her detest for me. I know Soifon well enough that she would never bring herself to hate me but an impossibly large part of me was relieved to see her dark eyes welt with tears. I find out that my heart has softened within my 100 years of absence. Just for this one girl. With a stupid wish embedded in my heart, I could only look blankly as I wondered what she was up to; what was she saying; what was she thinking; what did she feel for me. Was she still infatuated with me? Was I hated by her? A heavy weight was placed on my chest as I would come to a bitter conclusion that was hurtfully obvious. Her words hurt although they're meaningless. Her screaming was nothing but a cover for her undying love for me. Her idol, her enemy…her love. "Why didn't you take me with you?" Because I didn't want to bring any hurt to you. Some reason that is. I really want to take us out of this place.
7:Shodo by Pigstar (opening version)
As much to my dismay, my college years go by in the strangest inhumane ways that's not even funny. However I always look forward to the next day; the little sun rising in my chest and my palms embrace an electric feeling. Despite the constant harasses and outrageous stunts Usagi-san pulls out on me, I really like imaging what our paths have in store for us. These are my last thoughts before I fall asleep in said man's arms, unwillingly, though I don't mind (as if I'll admit that!). I love the way my small body would just mold onto his body-I won't say it!-and I always feel so secure knowing he's there and that he'll never leave my side. The time we're apart, I find myself longing to be at his side and take in his sharp, bold, handsome features. I wonder if anyone else can see how happy I feel?
8:Goodbye by SR-71
Does he really trust me? Hell if I know and I doubt he knows any shit at all. The King is like that; he second guesses people and deliberates on his "sworn enemies" as to whether or not they have a decent heart. He's insecure of people like me and thus he has much to learn. Like being fearless and more aggressive but no he ain't like that; he's more forgiving and mellow and weak. I'd rather take control but I'm restricted to what I can do. The rain falls heavily in this place and I wanna get the fuck outta here since nothing is being done about it. I can't help but follow in his shameful footsteps. It pisses me off.
This thing I share with my inner hollow is something I've never dreamt about being in the first place. We share an impossible relationship that can only exist between enemies and it irks me. Everything about him bothers me and the ironic part of it all is that he is the darkest part of me. He talks as if he's all that which in fact he's not and all that talk is just bluff. He sees what I see but he doesn't have the heart to fathom anything. He doesn't understand-know-any human bonds. All the emotions I feel in the real world are nothing to him when they're actually first hand experiences. Fear is a thing he dislikes the most. He always chases away that word, 'fear', and everything about it away. Fearlessness in his book exists but I think that's all a cover up to hide away his scared mind. I'm sure he knows that I know, thing is that he'll never say a word about it. As much as I'd like to get rid of him and vice versa, we cannot because we need each other. Fear is what drives away all hopes for goodbyes.
9:Goin' Blind by KISS
I'm the eldest of all my brothers; I'm the one who has to be and is always ready; I'm the one whose shoulders mound four times the responsibility of any individual; I'm the one who is going blind in terms of being indulged in oblivion. Since my return, I've notice how much distance was placed between me and my younger brothers. They've become their own independent selves and confine in each other leaving me out of their daily lives. It's really lonely but that's how I've always been right? No in fact I've always believed that my brothers would stay by me. That's what we do right? No, we're only brothers. But I've always known that it's impossible somewhere in me. I know all of this yet I do nothing to bridge the gap between us. So I idly wander, placing a blind façade before my true observant self and watch and wait for my brothers to come to me. That is if they still look up to me. I can only hope that everything they've learned thus far can help us in any way.
10:Bruises by Chairlift
Kicking the door to his apartment, Miyagi gave out a hyperbolic sigh but cut himself short as he felt his petite lover, Shinobu, stir a little on his back. Assuring himself that it's safe to move, he strides towards the living room aiming for the couch where he gently places Shinobu down. The boy looked so angelic in his sleep but somewhere along the creases on his forehead just whispered the pain he felt. Miyagi inwardly groaned to himself at the recall of the earlier events. His eyes traveled to the boy's knees which were purple and blue with grass stains decorating his shorts. Teito University held its first soccer game of the new school year and this year Shinobu had joined the team due to begs by colleagues. Miyagi was forced to attend since Shinobu wouldn't shut his mouth. And so commenced the game which had ended terribly having the said boy fall multiple times on his knees. What gives? Shinobu was a natural athlete. Miyagi clicked his tongue and went towards the freezer knowing how painfully obvious the reason why the game was a lost. Hoping to fine ice cubes his already irritated self had grown worse when there wasn't any but strawberries (where did those go?). He grabbed the frozen delights and proceeded to the living room. He gently pressed a large lumpy strawberry on one bruised knee receiving a wince as a response to the frigid touch. With the escape of another sigh, Miyagi Yoh knew how the addiction the boy craved from him was still stronger than ever…and there was no ending it.