Wow. This didn't take me too long because I was still moping over Break and I didn't feel like editing and stuff. Hmm so I hope you like it though. Not much to say. There's more oneshots/dedications to certain characters rather than my crack self. Oh and I had to put some kind of funy ending to this so I just randomly wrote stuff. So don't worr y if you don't understand XD
'beating hearts' - - Jack/Elliot
Elliot grumbles as he tries to move out of the Jack's grip on him. He doesn't enjoy the contact, the closeness. He pushes the male's head, a soft blush on his face. "Let me go! Now!" Jack only laughs at his attempts. Elliot doesn't know how or why they got into this position but he doesn't care. He just wants to be released. A Bezarius touching him, holding him like this. He doesn't like it. Elliot thinks. "You don't hate me, do you?" That does the trick and he stops moving. Jack smiles against his back.
'out of everything' - - Break/Sharon
The clouds roll by, passing the rarely calmed hatter as he lies down. Break smiles as he continues to read his book hovering above his head. His eye reads every little word until he becomes bored yet again. But he's more tired than bored as he leaves the book across his face. His small smile is starting to thin out as he drifts into slumber. BANG! His stomach feels like something is on it as he removes the book off his face. "Don't fall asleep, Break~" Break smiles again as he attempts to sleep again.
'the smell of coffee' - - Gilbert (hint of apparently something sweet *could be anything your heart desires*)
The kettle is steaming as the water is being warmed up. Gilbert starts to grind coffee beans; the smell decorates his kitchen. He puts two tea spoons of coffee into his mug, letting the aroma drift into his nostrils as he pours the hot water in. He prefers his coffee dark. Dark coffee or not, it was all the same to the Nightray. He takes a small sip, tasting the bittersweet drink. Gilbert remembers he used to enjoy tea. But now, he prefers coffee over tea. He takes another small sip. "Hmm, needs sugar."
'silhouettes dancing' - - Rufus Barma
Rufus looks up. Its that time yet again. The skies stop moving as the clock bells ring a beautiful melody. They play every hour. An hour of playing a hypnotic melody. Rufus likes the bells. He enjoys the small rings and gongs that they make. Its as if they are able to stop time. The melody fades away, resuming the world. The skies move again as the birds fly off. He looks back down to the rose bushes growing in the back. Its as if they are able to stop time. "Its as if they can."
'a brief moment' - - Break/Echo (hinted Vincent/Echo/Break)
Echo likes these arms. These arms that hold her against his chest; not wantonly but out of shear kindness. She sees Master Vincent's face. He's angry at her and definitely at the man who's holding her like this. Echo doesn't want to move away; so she stays there. She feels warm. "Oh my! You look exactly like your brother if you make that face." She feels the arms tighten a bit. Echo likes the feeling. The feeling of safety. But just like it came, its suddenly gone. She's sitting down now. Where has it gone?
'daydreams' - - Oz Bezarius
Oz Bezarius wasn't the type of person who would sit down and read for 10 hours straight. He wasn't the type to sit down for 2 hours straight, learning and re-learning the same notes over and over again. Oz Bezarius was the type of the person who would rather have fun. He was the type to play pranks and laugh at life's difficulties. He was the type of person you'd find lying down on the hills. He was the type of person who'd make you want to smile. Oz Bezarius was the type of person to daydream.
'star light star bright' - - Glen/Lacie or just Glen
Glen Baskerville was a man of very few tastes. One of those few tastes was his love of fireworks, and stars. He likes watching the stars that paint the sky. He loves listening to the fireworks explode, streaking the dark. They give him a warm feeling. A feeling similar to his love for Lacie. Glen thinks it's a different feeling. In the end, it's the same. It can't fill in the void, he thinks. Star light, star bright, where has all the stars gone tonight? The fireworks shine again, then slowly fade away. Bye~
'not love' - - Glen/Vincent
Vincent glares, though he isn't facing him. He feels a hand creep up to his hand, holding them against him as another cold hand cupped his chin from behind. He doesn't move; its only an illusion. "Are you sure about that?" Vincent is revolted as Glen smirks against his ear. He feels a nip on his ear, he struggles to break free. "Let me go." He orders, hate overflowing. He hears a sinister laugh followed by a tight grip on his chin and hand. Vincent is truly repulsed by the creature. "I don't think I will."
'note to self' - - Break/Gilbert teasing
"Ne, Gilbert~ Do you want it?" Gilbert looked up with hazed eyes. "Ah… I want… it.." His hands lazily reaches up, only that have the hat pulled up into the air yet again. Gilbert whines as he falls flat on his face. Break giggled, staring at the whimpering Nightray. Who knew 3 bottles of alcohol can resort to this? Break waved Gilbert's hat in front of his face again. "Hoho~ You have to try harder!" Gilbert looks up, comical tears coming down. Break looks at him, surprised. "Hmm Break ish being.. mean~ *hic*" Gilbert whimpers.
Again, don't worry if you don't understand the last drabble XD