Well, here's the newest story. Damn plot buny mutated on me. I guess I could start the Cliche series with this one...but I'm not going to. That's for next time.
This plot was a subplot in Circle Don't End...but then CDE is on the way to the trashcan...so I couldn't let it die.
This is the drabbloge. ;; Kind of like a vauge prologe. And please excuse all spelling mistakes. I'm useing WordPad.
Okay...notes improtant to this story:
--The monster 'Weather Control' is basically out and wreaking havoc (or playing matchmaker). I guess it would be set durning an AU-version of the Doom Arc. (Haven't seen enough of the series to be able to tell...the monsters were real in that, weren't they?)
--This also has a side dish of the supernatural due to certain characters that were going to be in 'Smarter Than You Think' got transplanted here.
So, now, without further ado...we bring you...
Jou: Wait. Idiot. What are you forgetting...?
...right. Here then.
Disclaimer: I don't own. You don't sue. Or I'll sic' Lucky on you!
Happy now?
Jou: Yup.
The Rain
by Glue Project
He didn't know where he was.
He didn't know if he was sitting.
He didn't care.
Either way, he was outside and facing up, watching the round gems descend towards him.
He gave a blissful smile at realaizing that he was numb, inside and out.
Couldn't feel the crimson that trickeld off the side of his mouth to stain the snug green nylon at his neck.
He had always loved the rain.
It washed the painful crimson away.
Shizuka loved the rain too, loved the way that the world always seemed so fresh, so new after the rain.
Inside, he gave a sad chuckle. Poor, ignorant little sisiter. Fooling herself with lies.
See, he knew what the world was like, had spent enough time on the streets to know better.
The world was tainted, too much to be clensed by a simle rain.
...But it still washed waway the painful crimson...
I've already started to write up the first chapter of this (on paper no less, since my laptop's still in the blender), so that should come out soon. This plotline runs back to sometime around March of last year. Pathetic, ne?
-Glue