Disclaimer: no I don't own any of this: CLAMP does.
Warning: I am not kidding anyone under the age of 15 plz get out of here. I am serious. Reading this will make you regret ever coming to www.fanfiction.net I am going to get in trouble with the site if there are ne complaints. I am warning you ahead of time. There is enough time for you to move somewhere else on this site. Okee for those of you whom are supposedly of 15 years. Welcome to the world of me. lifesux88imeanit. This is my own piece of work. No copy. I can sue. Enjoy this and I cannot be liable for ne of the vulgarity or even the gruesome scenes that are to be read here. I warned everyone. No I am not psycho I am just a genius with words and love to put everything in detail. Have fun ne ways.
Chapter One: I Was Born
I don't think that I was supposed to be born. At least that is what I think. Ever since I met her, there was nothing that I wanted in the world than to make her happy, but me with my brutality and crude ways she just slipped quietly without any say. I regret that, but I killed her boyfriend and I am going to find her. I want her in my arms, I want to smell her silken hair, and I want to take her as she is. She is the one I dreamed about every night in my dreams as a little boy; she is the girl I was seeing and never saw her face. Once I saw her face I unleashed the ultimate evil, worse than what everyone reads on vampires and anything of that sort. This is how I was born.
The ultimate evil is me; the very soul within me is pure evil that cannot be stopped, even Satan can't do anything to over power me. How I want Sakura so badly. That sissy pansy ass was nothing. He wanted to caress her and she just simply turned him away, yet she loved him so why God? I can do better than he, and I killed him, every part of him is scattered in that place he calls his domain. That foolish boy didn't know who he was up against and I was just disgusted with him and how he treated her, my cherry blossom; no one can corrupt her, no one can have her, but me.
I left no deed unturned; I did what I did to her beloved; her beloved is something that I want to have proved so I can have pity on her. He is no more important than a paper is to pass you in a class. That sonofabitch died under my hand so honorless, he didn't even give any last words when I gave him the chance; I knew he didn't love her from the start. I killed him there and then swiftly and quietly without any hesitation. I started to hate her and began to feel much better after butchering him into many pieces for the authorities to have a field day looking for the parts. That wasn't the fun of it though, no one would understand me; I was sent to an institute when I was a little kid for all of the odd things I did to scare my mother. You see my father died, of so I thought, when I was a little kid. Boy was I wrong. Five years old and I knew everything there was to know to amaze my family. I knew there was something wrong, that I was missing someone, yet my mother said nothing and everyone else played along; no for long. One day, when I was playing in one of the numerous gardens my mother kept I saw a strange man who had a striking resemblance to me walk up to me. He was my father, I didn't have to say 'Daddy' or anything of the sort I knew who my father was and there was nothing my mother could say. I tried to talk to him and ask why he was gone for five years since I was born and my mother just sent my away. For a whole night I heard my parents argue and plates and such fly and crash onto the walls and the floor. After months that my mother found me up on the roof of the mansion and attempting to fly high into the sky, she sent me off in a heart beat and I hated her for that; I never saw my family since then and my father I heard was assassinated by my mother's henchmen. I never enjoyed the way I was, the life of just receiving money every month from the family I never saw, the family that I was with for five years of my life and then dumped into some institute for maniacs. Believe me I was never a maniac; being five and not knowing why your father was never in your life. I hated the rest of my family and I will never bother to go to any funerals, I don't care they never cared for me even when I was born, I was just another burden for them. My mother especially, she just sent me out once I was on that roof. Never forgave her even if I am older, mature, and know better.
Yea, yea, okay this isn't as vulgar, gruesome as I said it was gonna be. aight this is bogus, but this is only the first chapter. I can explain more on the up coming chapters. This only took me less than an hour to write so I don't care if there are ne reviews I just want to know how many people are going to react. Here is something better. Give reviews to my friend Seung Xiang. He would love that. Lol... Jm. he is just another writer like me. Chapters two and three are coming soon. Watch out. There are going to be more and more attachments.
Warning: I am not kidding anyone under the age of 15 plz get out of here. I am serious. Reading this will make you regret ever coming to www.fanfiction.net I am going to get in trouble with the site if there are ne complaints. I am warning you ahead of time. There is enough time for you to move somewhere else on this site. Okee for those of you whom are supposedly of 15 years. Welcome to the world of me. lifesux88imeanit. This is my own piece of work. No copy. I can sue. Enjoy this and I cannot be liable for ne of the vulgarity or even the gruesome scenes that are to be read here. I warned everyone. No I am not psycho I am just a genius with words and love to put everything in detail. Have fun ne ways.
Chapter One: I Was Born
I don't think that I was supposed to be born. At least that is what I think. Ever since I met her, there was nothing that I wanted in the world than to make her happy, but me with my brutality and crude ways she just slipped quietly without any say. I regret that, but I killed her boyfriend and I am going to find her. I want her in my arms, I want to smell her silken hair, and I want to take her as she is. She is the one I dreamed about every night in my dreams as a little boy; she is the girl I was seeing and never saw her face. Once I saw her face I unleashed the ultimate evil, worse than what everyone reads on vampires and anything of that sort. This is how I was born.
The ultimate evil is me; the very soul within me is pure evil that cannot be stopped, even Satan can't do anything to over power me. How I want Sakura so badly. That sissy pansy ass was nothing. He wanted to caress her and she just simply turned him away, yet she loved him so why God? I can do better than he, and I killed him, every part of him is scattered in that place he calls his domain. That foolish boy didn't know who he was up against and I was just disgusted with him and how he treated her, my cherry blossom; no one can corrupt her, no one can have her, but me.
I left no deed unturned; I did what I did to her beloved; her beloved is something that I want to have proved so I can have pity on her. He is no more important than a paper is to pass you in a class. That sonofabitch died under my hand so honorless, he didn't even give any last words when I gave him the chance; I knew he didn't love her from the start. I killed him there and then swiftly and quietly without any hesitation. I started to hate her and began to feel much better after butchering him into many pieces for the authorities to have a field day looking for the parts. That wasn't the fun of it though, no one would understand me; I was sent to an institute when I was a little kid for all of the odd things I did to scare my mother. You see my father died, of so I thought, when I was a little kid. Boy was I wrong. Five years old and I knew everything there was to know to amaze my family. I knew there was something wrong, that I was missing someone, yet my mother said nothing and everyone else played along; no for long. One day, when I was playing in one of the numerous gardens my mother kept I saw a strange man who had a striking resemblance to me walk up to me. He was my father, I didn't have to say 'Daddy' or anything of the sort I knew who my father was and there was nothing my mother could say. I tried to talk to him and ask why he was gone for five years since I was born and my mother just sent my away. For a whole night I heard my parents argue and plates and such fly and crash onto the walls and the floor. After months that my mother found me up on the roof of the mansion and attempting to fly high into the sky, she sent me off in a heart beat and I hated her for that; I never saw my family since then and my father I heard was assassinated by my mother's henchmen. I never enjoyed the way I was, the life of just receiving money every month from the family I never saw, the family that I was with for five years of my life and then dumped into some institute for maniacs. Believe me I was never a maniac; being five and not knowing why your father was never in your life. I hated the rest of my family and I will never bother to go to any funerals, I don't care they never cared for me even when I was born, I was just another burden for them. My mother especially, she just sent me out once I was on that roof. Never forgave her even if I am older, mature, and know better.
Yea, yea, okay this isn't as vulgar, gruesome as I said it was gonna be. aight this is bogus, but this is only the first chapter. I can explain more on the up coming chapters. This only took me less than an hour to write so I don't care if there are ne reviews I just want to know how many people are going to react. Here is something better. Give reviews to my friend Seung Xiang. He would love that. Lol... Jm. he is just another writer like me. Chapters two and three are coming soon. Watch out. There are going to be more and more attachments.