A/N: I'm sooo sorry for not responding to the responses in chapter 2 and for not updating sooner. Mumbles Stupid computer, crashing.
So, Yeah, here are the responses...
BBLLPMLover: @__@ Ugh, no more pretzels! Please! No! Heehee, glad you like my stuff.
Merry the Psychotic coconut: One word, three syllables, Shanaenae!
EbonyFox: ^_^ Yeah, I'm a McLaughlin fan. Um... I'm not quite sure what you mean about the names.
Chapter 3.
...Let me be empty and weightless and maybe I'll find some peace tonight, in the arms of an angel...
Taka turned off her TV and stretched her arms. Glancing at the clock, she sighed and shook her head. *10:30. I don't care if she's composing the next 'moonlight sonata', Mai needs to put that guitar away and get some sleep.*
After Mai and Taka had returned home, Mai had beelined to her small room and had hammered away at her guitar. That was six hours ago.
As Taka neared her niece's room, the once frenzied tune slowed and became clumsy.
Softly, Taka knocked on the door; there was no response. Not even a note from the instrument whispered past the door. She turned the handle and cracked the door open.
Mai was slumped next to her bed, bloody fingers tapped out a dreamy tempo on the neck of her chestnut instrument.
Taka started to go in and wake her niece to go to bed but decided against it.
If Mai woke up, she would dowse another cup of coffee and muse over her songs. Heaven knew the girl needed the rest.
The young shrink quietly closed the door and tiptoed down the hall to her own room. "Good night Mai."
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The angel glided over the floor of her daughter's room and pulled a blanket off of the bed. Gently, only as an angel could, she tucked the blanket around the girl.
Silver and crimson roads sparkled in the angel's aura as she kissed the weary fingers of an anguished soul.
With a few beats of her graceful wings, the angel returned to her home; waiting for the next phase in her daughter's fate.
So, Yeah, here are the responses...
BBLLPMLover: @__@ Ugh, no more pretzels! Please! No! Heehee, glad you like my stuff.
Merry the Psychotic coconut: One word, three syllables, Shanaenae!
EbonyFox: ^_^ Yeah, I'm a McLaughlin fan. Um... I'm not quite sure what you mean about the names.
Chapter 3.
...Let me be empty and weightless and maybe I'll find some peace tonight, in the arms of an angel...
Taka turned off her TV and stretched her arms. Glancing at the clock, she sighed and shook her head. *10:30. I don't care if she's composing the next 'moonlight sonata', Mai needs to put that guitar away and get some sleep.*
After Mai and Taka had returned home, Mai had beelined to her small room and had hammered away at her guitar. That was six hours ago.
As Taka neared her niece's room, the once frenzied tune slowed and became clumsy.
Softly, Taka knocked on the door; there was no response. Not even a note from the instrument whispered past the door. She turned the handle and cracked the door open.
Mai was slumped next to her bed, bloody fingers tapped out a dreamy tempo on the neck of her chestnut instrument.
Taka started to go in and wake her niece to go to bed but decided against it.
If Mai woke up, she would dowse another cup of coffee and muse over her songs. Heaven knew the girl needed the rest.
The young shrink quietly closed the door and tiptoed down the hall to her own room. "Good night Mai."
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The angel glided over the floor of her daughter's room and pulled a blanket off of the bed. Gently, only as an angel could, she tucked the blanket around the girl.
Silver and crimson roads sparkled in the angel's aura as she kissed the weary fingers of an anguished soul.
With a few beats of her graceful wings, the angel returned to her home; waiting for the next phase in her daughter's fate.