Yin-yang
FF.net must not be allowing people to review as I haven't gotten one in a while. Either that
or you people don't care about what happen's in my stories. Not to be mean or anything but I can't
write this story unless I get good reviews. It's just the way it is. I hope you guy's will review when
you read this.
A couple of notes before we begin. In my last chapter, you might have noticed that Where
the song is, it looked a little funny. That's because there was actually two songs to listen to, and
FF.net compressed them together. The song choices were:
All that's left
Thrice
All that's left.
OR
Pardon me
Incubus
Make yourself
Those were your choices.
The other mistake was that I screwed up on the whole 3 months thing. I didn't mean to say
June. I meant to say March. Why I was thinking June, I don't know. But now that the mistake has
been rectified, we can move on.
Please not that this chapter has some sexual suggestions and an actual sex scene. You have
been forewarned.
On My Own(sung by Eric)
The Used
The Used
"The worst prison is a closed heart."
Seen on random church board by author.
Ethan Craft, handsome but dim, had just woken up. He had a great feeling today. He felt...
horny. He always felt horny in the mornings. Mind you, this is the boy who would probably do
anything to have some great sex. He did what pretty much any horny boy who had no easily
accessible woman did, though because of my morale standards, I cannot repeat it. ( A/N But I think
you can guess what he did. Here's a hint. It involves your right hand. Now that you do know, please
wash your mind out before you continue.) When he was finished, he went downstairs, ate breakfast,
and left the house. He had wanted to ask Lizzie when Eric was coming back, but just then he saw
Parker McKenzie. He had a thing for her that stretched to before he had ever met Kate. He pretty
much did what came natural for him. Flirt. And the end result was a punch in the gut. Parker had a
wicked punch. Ethan was on the ground, coughing. He never knew that she could hit that hard.
Ethan's trouble's were minor when stacked against Kate's. Lizzie had been at her house for
about an hour last month, extracting any and all info she could get from her. When she was finished,
she had a lot to tell Eric. How Kate's step dad would beat her, how he smoked, and drank. Even how
Kate had been contemplating suicide. Eric was right about Kate being in trouble. But he could not
have seen this coming. Lizzie had never known Kate to have suicidal tendencies, but she had them.
She just hoped Eric was back before Kate did something stupid.
Speaking of our illustrious hero, in Tokyo, Japan, Eric was hoping that he wouldn't have to
deal with this idiotic couple for long. He had been staying at his sensei's house for the past month,
and was enjoying his stay. But that was before his sensei's son came home. The boy was about 27
years old and was married to his old girlfriend. He was rather attractive with his trim figure,
handsome face, and muscles. However, Eric remembered when he was rather puny. He was 10 at the
time he had last seen Kim Moriyama. His first impression of him was that he resembled a spaghetti
noodle. He was small, weak and no sense of balance whatsoever. But what baffled Eric the most was
how the bumbling idiot had 3 woman chasing after him. And he chose the girl that had landed him
in the hospital! Then he remembered that Jun had stayed by Kim the whole time and had never left
his side. He hoped he could find a girl like that. A girl that would never leave him even in his lowest
times. He knew the likelihood of that was rather slim, so he never held his breath for it. But that
didn't mean he didn't like them. They were brash, and had no regards for normal people. They were
always groping each other, trying to get it on. Finally last night, Eric had had enough.
"Look, if your going to keep doing that, do it in your room!"
"Really?"
"Yes!"
"Thanks!"
"Yeah, don't mention it."
He regretted telling them that about an hour later when there were screams coming from
Kim's bedroom. He heard praises to God that Eric was pretty certain, had nothing to do with the
Bible. He wished that it was March 3rd already. That was when he was scheduled to go back with
the council member. He couldn't wait to see his new students. He missed them all so bad. But he
really missed Lizzie the most. Wait. Did he just say that he missed them? He did. He actually missed
them. He was shocked to hear himself thinking that, but it was the truth. He laid back down and,
before he fell into his normal nightmare, he really wished it were March 3rd already.
Fast forward to February, a moving truck had just pulled into the driveway of a house that
had once been occupied by Frankie Muniz for the short time he was in Hillridge. The boy sitting
inside the truck remembered this with a pang of guilt at what he had done a year later.
Flash back to last year...
"Lizzie. We need to talk."
David "Gordo" Gordon had just sat down at a table in the Digital Bean with his girlfriend,
Lizzie McGuire. He had something to tell her that was chewing him up on the inside.
"Lizzie, I'm so sorry about this."
"About what?"
"About what I did to you."
"What?"
"Lizzie, I cheated on you."
"What?" she said, her voice cracking with tears.
"I cheated on you with Claire."
"Why?"
"I don't know why. It just happened. Lizzie, I am so sorry, can you forgive me?"
".........."
"Lizzie?"
"No. I can't. Gordo, you wasted your virginity on a slut. I wanted our first time to be with
each other. But now that isn't possible. Goodbye." At this, she left the table running, crying, and
wishing she had never met David Gordon.
Gordo remembered this all too well. He just hoped that he could make up for it.
Nicholas Mayer had never had to piss so bad in his entire life. He was at some rest stop out
side Carson City, Nevada. He had managed to convince Carla Sturbin, Eric's old flame, to drive
him out to Hillridge. She said she was doing it to get out of Ft. Campbell. Nick knew it was because
she really wanted to see Eric again. He also knew that, considering what happened between the two,
that Eric would just shoot down whatever offer she had. All the more reason to end Eric McKader's
life.
Once again, back to Eric. The last month had passed with nothing blowing up. Except for
Jun's lousy cooking. Eric didn't want to say she was a bad cook out of respect for her feelings. But
lately, he had resorted to faking a disease of some sorts, and coming back down for a midnight
snack. It was really grating to lie to a good person. But when the food is capable of killing whoever
eats it... yuck! The night that we visit him again, is a night of small festivity, as the happy, but
horny, couple have announced that Jun is with child. Eric couldn't resist saying it.
"What's it's name?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, what are you going to call it? If you can stop banging each other long enough to let it
come out."
"Shut it."
"Make me, Kim."
"Only too happy."
"Sit down you two."
"Yes honey."
"Pussy whipped."
"HEY!"
"Kim!"
Sensing an oncoming fight, Tetsujin decided now was the time for an intervention of sorts.
"Eric?"
"Yes, sensei?"
"How about some music?"
"Sure, let me get the record player."
"No. From you."
"Me?!"
"Yes, you."
Eric was bewildered. He hadn't played any songs for awhile. But he obeyed, and got his
guitar. When he came back, he wondered what song to play. He decided on the one he knew that
everyone here liked and knew in perfect English. The Used song, On My Own.
He tuned his guitar to the right notes and began to play:
See all those people on the ground
wasting time
I try to hold it all inside
but just for tonight
the top of the world
sitting here wishing
the things I've become
that something is missing
maybe I...
What do I know?
And now it seems that I have found
nothing at all
I wanna hear your voice out loud
slow it down, slow it down
without it all
I'm choking on nothing
It's clear in my head
and I'm screaming for something
knowing nothing is better than knowing at all
On My Own
Without it all
I'm choking on nothing
It's clear in my head
and I'm screaming for something
Knowing nothing is better than knowing at all
On My Own
When he finished, he got more requests, and played more of the songs he knew, like, Pretty
girl(The way) by Sugarcult, Story of the Year's Until the day I day, and even Green Day's Time of
your life(Good Riddance). He went bed sometime around 12, and fell asleep to the sounds of heavy
breathing 2 rooms over. Good night, Eric. Enjoy this peace. For when you return, you face turmoil
and hardship. Just remember to find your center and care for her.
Hope you have enjoyed the story so far. As I said, now Eric will face hardships. But I ain't
telling. Until next time... kikiki... mamama... kikiki... mamama...
FF.net must not be allowing people to review as I haven't gotten one in a while. Either that
or you people don't care about what happen's in my stories. Not to be mean or anything but I can't
write this story unless I get good reviews. It's just the way it is. I hope you guy's will review when
you read this.
A couple of notes before we begin. In my last chapter, you might have noticed that Where
the song is, it looked a little funny. That's because there was actually two songs to listen to, and
FF.net compressed them together. The song choices were:
All that's left
Thrice
All that's left.
OR
Pardon me
Incubus
Make yourself
Those were your choices.
The other mistake was that I screwed up on the whole 3 months thing. I didn't mean to say
June. I meant to say March. Why I was thinking June, I don't know. But now that the mistake has
been rectified, we can move on.
Please not that this chapter has some sexual suggestions and an actual sex scene. You have
been forewarned.
On My Own(sung by Eric)
The Used
The Used
"The worst prison is a closed heart."
Seen on random church board by author.
Ethan Craft, handsome but dim, had just woken up. He had a great feeling today. He felt...
horny. He always felt horny in the mornings. Mind you, this is the boy who would probably do
anything to have some great sex. He did what pretty much any horny boy who had no easily
accessible woman did, though because of my morale standards, I cannot repeat it. ( A/N But I think
you can guess what he did. Here's a hint. It involves your right hand. Now that you do know, please
wash your mind out before you continue.) When he was finished, he went downstairs, ate breakfast,
and left the house. He had wanted to ask Lizzie when Eric was coming back, but just then he saw
Parker McKenzie. He had a thing for her that stretched to before he had ever met Kate. He pretty
much did what came natural for him. Flirt. And the end result was a punch in the gut. Parker had a
wicked punch. Ethan was on the ground, coughing. He never knew that she could hit that hard.
Ethan's trouble's were minor when stacked against Kate's. Lizzie had been at her house for
about an hour last month, extracting any and all info she could get from her. When she was finished,
she had a lot to tell Eric. How Kate's step dad would beat her, how he smoked, and drank. Even how
Kate had been contemplating suicide. Eric was right about Kate being in trouble. But he could not
have seen this coming. Lizzie had never known Kate to have suicidal tendencies, but she had them.
She just hoped Eric was back before Kate did something stupid.
Speaking of our illustrious hero, in Tokyo, Japan, Eric was hoping that he wouldn't have to
deal with this idiotic couple for long. He had been staying at his sensei's house for the past month,
and was enjoying his stay. But that was before his sensei's son came home. The boy was about 27
years old and was married to his old girlfriend. He was rather attractive with his trim figure,
handsome face, and muscles. However, Eric remembered when he was rather puny. He was 10 at the
time he had last seen Kim Moriyama. His first impression of him was that he resembled a spaghetti
noodle. He was small, weak and no sense of balance whatsoever. But what baffled Eric the most was
how the bumbling idiot had 3 woman chasing after him. And he chose the girl that had landed him
in the hospital! Then he remembered that Jun had stayed by Kim the whole time and had never left
his side. He hoped he could find a girl like that. A girl that would never leave him even in his lowest
times. He knew the likelihood of that was rather slim, so he never held his breath for it. But that
didn't mean he didn't like them. They were brash, and had no regards for normal people. They were
always groping each other, trying to get it on. Finally last night, Eric had had enough.
"Look, if your going to keep doing that, do it in your room!"
"Really?"
"Yes!"
"Thanks!"
"Yeah, don't mention it."
He regretted telling them that about an hour later when there were screams coming from
Kim's bedroom. He heard praises to God that Eric was pretty certain, had nothing to do with the
Bible. He wished that it was March 3rd already. That was when he was scheduled to go back with
the council member. He couldn't wait to see his new students. He missed them all so bad. But he
really missed Lizzie the most. Wait. Did he just say that he missed them? He did. He actually missed
them. He was shocked to hear himself thinking that, but it was the truth. He laid back down and,
before he fell into his normal nightmare, he really wished it were March 3rd already.
Fast forward to February, a moving truck had just pulled into the driveway of a house that
had once been occupied by Frankie Muniz for the short time he was in Hillridge. The boy sitting
inside the truck remembered this with a pang of guilt at what he had done a year later.
Flash back to last year...
"Lizzie. We need to talk."
David "Gordo" Gordon had just sat down at a table in the Digital Bean with his girlfriend,
Lizzie McGuire. He had something to tell her that was chewing him up on the inside.
"Lizzie, I'm so sorry about this."
"About what?"
"About what I did to you."
"What?"
"Lizzie, I cheated on you."
"What?" she said, her voice cracking with tears.
"I cheated on you with Claire."
"Why?"
"I don't know why. It just happened. Lizzie, I am so sorry, can you forgive me?"
".........."
"Lizzie?"
"No. I can't. Gordo, you wasted your virginity on a slut. I wanted our first time to be with
each other. But now that isn't possible. Goodbye." At this, she left the table running, crying, and
wishing she had never met David Gordon.
Gordo remembered this all too well. He just hoped that he could make up for it.
Nicholas Mayer had never had to piss so bad in his entire life. He was at some rest stop out
side Carson City, Nevada. He had managed to convince Carla Sturbin, Eric's old flame, to drive
him out to Hillridge. She said she was doing it to get out of Ft. Campbell. Nick knew it was because
she really wanted to see Eric again. He also knew that, considering what happened between the two,
that Eric would just shoot down whatever offer she had. All the more reason to end Eric McKader's
life.
Once again, back to Eric. The last month had passed with nothing blowing up. Except for
Jun's lousy cooking. Eric didn't want to say she was a bad cook out of respect for her feelings. But
lately, he had resorted to faking a disease of some sorts, and coming back down for a midnight
snack. It was really grating to lie to a good person. But when the food is capable of killing whoever
eats it... yuck! The night that we visit him again, is a night of small festivity, as the happy, but
horny, couple have announced that Jun is with child. Eric couldn't resist saying it.
"What's it's name?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, what are you going to call it? If you can stop banging each other long enough to let it
come out."
"Shut it."
"Make me, Kim."
"Only too happy."
"Sit down you two."
"Yes honey."
"Pussy whipped."
"HEY!"
"Kim!"
Sensing an oncoming fight, Tetsujin decided now was the time for an intervention of sorts.
"Eric?"
"Yes, sensei?"
"How about some music?"
"Sure, let me get the record player."
"No. From you."
"Me?!"
"Yes, you."
Eric was bewildered. He hadn't played any songs for awhile. But he obeyed, and got his
guitar. When he came back, he wondered what song to play. He decided on the one he knew that
everyone here liked and knew in perfect English. The Used song, On My Own.
He tuned his guitar to the right notes and began to play:
See all those people on the ground
wasting time
I try to hold it all inside
but just for tonight
the top of the world
sitting here wishing
the things I've become
that something is missing
maybe I...
What do I know?
And now it seems that I have found
nothing at all
I wanna hear your voice out loud
slow it down, slow it down
without it all
I'm choking on nothing
It's clear in my head
and I'm screaming for something
knowing nothing is better than knowing at all
On My Own
Without it all
I'm choking on nothing
It's clear in my head
and I'm screaming for something
Knowing nothing is better than knowing at all
On My Own
When he finished, he got more requests, and played more of the songs he knew, like, Pretty
girl(The way) by Sugarcult, Story of the Year's Until the day I day, and even Green Day's Time of
your life(Good Riddance). He went bed sometime around 12, and fell asleep to the sounds of heavy
breathing 2 rooms over. Good night, Eric. Enjoy this peace. For when you return, you face turmoil
and hardship. Just remember to find your center and care for her.
Hope you have enjoyed the story so far. As I said, now Eric will face hardships. But I ain't
telling. Until next time... kikiki... mamama... kikiki... mamama...