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Bleeding Tears
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Chapter Six
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"HEY! PUT ME DOWN YOU BITCH!"
"WHATEVER YOU SAY! NOW STOP MOVING SO I CAN PUNCH YOU!"
"STOP MOVING SO I CAN KICK YOU! HA!"
"HEY! NO FAIR! CHEATER! CHEATER!"
Michael smirked as he hopped off the couch to do a little victory dance, though minding the PS1 by his feet, as the TV did the replay of his character kicking Shiryou's character in the head, successfully KO-ing her. "I AM THE MASTER! I AM UNBEATEN! I TOTALLY ROCK!" He chanted annoyingly. An idea suddenly popped into Ry's as she slowly rose from the couch, before tackling him to the ground and started tickling him. He squeaked and laughed and desperately tried to squirm away. The ebony-haired girl smirked wickedly, leaning forward and setting her elbows on his chest while resting her chin in her hands. Michael stared at her, before starting to twitch. "...get off me."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"NO!"
"YES!"
"...fine." She pulled herself up, gave him an annoyed look, for making her get out of a comfortable (Not that kind of comfortable! BAD HENTAIS! NO INNUENDO!) position and standing up. "Excuse me while I go play loud music to bug you and Emily." Michael opened his mouth to play something, but she bolted from the room with a wicked smirk on her face.
"Aww crap..." He muttered, sitting up. Within minutes, the house literally shook from the sudden blare of music that came from outside. Emily screamed for her to turn it down, but her voice was drowned out by the loud rock.
This
night, walk the dead
In the solitary style,
Crash
the cemetery gates.
On the dress
your husband hates
Lay down, mark the grave
Where the search
lights find us
Drinking by the mausoleum door
And they found
you on the bathroom
floor
Zenrei lay on her bed, a translucent Akuma lying beside her. 'So it was you with Michael?' She asked him, through their mind link since the music would drown her spoken voice.
'Yup.' He replied, glancing at her. 'You know, I'm proud of you. You finally told someone.'
'I felt some pain lift when I told him. But now I'm scared he'll tell someone.'
'He won't.'
I
miss you, I miss you so far
And the collision
of your kiss that made it so hard
And I call you off the
run
Singing songs
that make you slit your wrist
It isn't that much fun,
staring down a loaded
gun
So I won't stop dying, won't stop lying
If you want I'll
keep on crying
Did you get what you deserve?
Is this what you
always want me for?
She glanced at him. 'How do you know?'
'I just do. I could tell by the look on his face. Maybe something similar happened to him.'
She laughed loudly at that, closing her eyes. "Ya, right." She said out loud. "That'll be the day."
I
miss you, I miss you so far
And the collision
of your kiss that made it so hard
Lay down, way down
Way down,
way down
Way down, way down
Way down, way down
'I'm serious, Zen. Some people hide it better than you.'
She turned her gaze back to him. '...shut up.'
'Make me.'
'Her Xir, get rid of him wouldja?'
I
miss you, I miss you so far
And the collision
of your kiss that made it so hard
I miss you, I miss you so
far
And the collision
of your kiss that made it so hard
Made it so hard
'...no.' The coywolf's voice sounded in her head.
'VASKA! MAKE XIR GET RID OF HIS DAMN MASTER PLEASE!'
The servical silently obeyed, and a minute later both bitbeasts had successfully irritated the white-haired boy into returning to his mind chamber. Zen smiled absently to herself and rolled over, lying on her stomach and turning the music down a bit. A bit.
Lay
down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down, way down
Way
down, way down
Way down
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Authoress' Rant
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TR:
Put the lime in the coke, you nut, and drink it all up...put the lime
in the coke, and drink 'em all together...
Michael:
You've just proved me wrong about Robert being the strangest person
in the world.
TR: Whatever you say...I don't own
beyblade, 'Cemetery Drive' or My Chemical Romance. Only my
OCs.
Mal: My ears! SHE PLAYED THAT SONG OVER AND OVER ON
MAXIMUM BASE AND MAXIMUM VOLUME THE WHOLE TIME SHE WROTE THIS!
TR:
(giggles innocently before running from angry redhead)
Mal:
(gives angry chase)
Dawn: She wrote a short, pointless
filler chapter. Didn't know she had it in her.
cynical.life- You are his clone! Oh god.
