Hey I'm back again! Happy Valentine's day!
Stupid Ff.net wouldn't let me post this for a while, sorry about the wait, here's chappie three anyways! Guess it really isn't valentine's day anymore. o well.
Emily Hato: Thx for yet another review. Yes I know ashita means tomorrow, but can you imagine Annie going "ashita, ashita, aishiteru ashita???" hmmmm.. Japanese annie, bet you could make a lotta money offa that! ^_^" And duo is having a bad day, but don't worry, it'll be better soon.. Maybe! Hahhahaha!!
CrimsonWings: Oooh. I get those spasms too, but on the other hand, I live in a white soft room in a tightly wrapped white jacket. You should see it it's really comfy... maybe you can join it, I think they call it Happy Oaks. You can meet my friends Cob and Bob. They are two evil cotton balls, and together, we're going to destroy the world!
Up next is chapter 3
Chapter 3 (told ya) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The man who stole Solo. The words resonated through my head, bouncing off what others called "the empty upstairs" and coming out of my mouth. Standing up, I reached behind me and pulled out my now-soaked braid. I gazed intently at it for a moment before looking up, normally peaceful eyes on fire with flickering flames of anger. How DARE he pretend he was civilized enough to go to Quatre's party? How DARE he even try to be a man after doing what he did?
Somebody would have to make him pay.
I felt Shinigami rising up within me as I heard my heart pumping lava-hot blood through my system. Racing off into the trees, I panted as a heard my feet pounding the sidewalk in time with my heart. This time, though, I knew where I was running.
I only stopped when I reached the outskirts of the mansion, scrambling into the hidden depths of a couple of shrubberies. (1) I didn't want to be found after making such a scene before, and no doubt Quatre was going to alert the CIA or sumthin' to come after me. He was rich enough.
"Yes Mr. Theonardo, your adoption agency sounds like a good idea. Of course I'll support it. How much do you want to cover it?" I glanced over to see Quatre, looking very pale and tired but quite excited, talking to none other but him. Adoption agency??? What kind of excuse was that? How could Quatre not see through that phony? It took almost all of my willpower not to run out there and kill the bastard on the spot, but I knew I didn't want to sink to his level. Instead I waited patiently until the pudgy man waddled over to his Mercedes. Nice car, I thought I'll be sure to enjoy it after I take the keys out of your cold, dead hands. We all know that even I can't control Shinigami for long...
Taking my first step of my semi-developed plan into action, I ran behind him, making sure to stay out of the light, a ghoul hidden among the shadows. I latched my sinewy body to the underside of the car, and held on tight as Mr. Theonardo took off in his car towards his "adoption center" I grinned a manic smile, the kind you get from me when I'm ready to kill. "Shinigami rises again" I muttered, velvet eyes taking on a new gleam.
Somebody was going to make him pay, all right.
TBC..
(1): I've always wanted to use that word in a sentence ever since I saw Monty Python and the Holy Grail. ^_^ shrubberies...
So how'd ya like it again? Now we don't got any more poor duo, we got poor Quatre, he spent all that money on somebody that's going to die..that is, if Shinigami gets to him.
Here's a nice Valentine's day poem for you all: Roses are red, Violets are blue, Some poems rhyme, And others don't.
Ja ne!
Stupid Ff.net wouldn't let me post this for a while, sorry about the wait, here's chappie three anyways! Guess it really isn't valentine's day anymore. o well.
Emily Hato: Thx for yet another review. Yes I know ashita means tomorrow, but can you imagine Annie going "ashita, ashita, aishiteru ashita???" hmmmm.. Japanese annie, bet you could make a lotta money offa that! ^_^" And duo is having a bad day, but don't worry, it'll be better soon.. Maybe! Hahhahaha!!
CrimsonWings: Oooh. I get those spasms too, but on the other hand, I live in a white soft room in a tightly wrapped white jacket. You should see it it's really comfy... maybe you can join it, I think they call it Happy Oaks. You can meet my friends Cob and Bob. They are two evil cotton balls, and together, we're going to destroy the world!
Up next is chapter 3
Chapter 3 (told ya) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The man who stole Solo. The words resonated through my head, bouncing off what others called "the empty upstairs" and coming out of my mouth. Standing up, I reached behind me and pulled out my now-soaked braid. I gazed intently at it for a moment before looking up, normally peaceful eyes on fire with flickering flames of anger. How DARE he pretend he was civilized enough to go to Quatre's party? How DARE he even try to be a man after doing what he did?
Somebody would have to make him pay.
I felt Shinigami rising up within me as I heard my heart pumping lava-hot blood through my system. Racing off into the trees, I panted as a heard my feet pounding the sidewalk in time with my heart. This time, though, I knew where I was running.
I only stopped when I reached the outskirts of the mansion, scrambling into the hidden depths of a couple of shrubberies. (1) I didn't want to be found after making such a scene before, and no doubt Quatre was going to alert the CIA or sumthin' to come after me. He was rich enough.
"Yes Mr. Theonardo, your adoption agency sounds like a good idea. Of course I'll support it. How much do you want to cover it?" I glanced over to see Quatre, looking very pale and tired but quite excited, talking to none other but him. Adoption agency??? What kind of excuse was that? How could Quatre not see through that phony? It took almost all of my willpower not to run out there and kill the bastard on the spot, but I knew I didn't want to sink to his level. Instead I waited patiently until the pudgy man waddled over to his Mercedes. Nice car, I thought I'll be sure to enjoy it after I take the keys out of your cold, dead hands. We all know that even I can't control Shinigami for long...
Taking my first step of my semi-developed plan into action, I ran behind him, making sure to stay out of the light, a ghoul hidden among the shadows. I latched my sinewy body to the underside of the car, and held on tight as Mr. Theonardo took off in his car towards his "adoption center" I grinned a manic smile, the kind you get from me when I'm ready to kill. "Shinigami rises again" I muttered, velvet eyes taking on a new gleam.
Somebody was going to make him pay, all right.
TBC..
(1): I've always wanted to use that word in a sentence ever since I saw Monty Python and the Holy Grail. ^_^ shrubberies...
So how'd ya like it again? Now we don't got any more poor duo, we got poor Quatre, he spent all that money on somebody that's going to die..that is, if Shinigami gets to him.
Here's a nice Valentine's day poem for you all: Roses are red, Violets are blue, Some poems rhyme, And others don't.
Ja ne!