well bloodbathsucks, good to know that you finally got an account. and by the way, my goal is not to scare you. im only getting the point across that i will not tolerate bullshit. so ill be keeping an eye out for you story (though i know its gonna be pretty damn shitty) ^_^

also, here is another reference for you to use for your story (and once again, i used the correct grammar and spelling, dumbass) and i even added a title for your convenience:

Bird Watching with Kouji: One day Kouji was bored so he decided to sit in a tree. He had a pair of binoculars and looked at the birds. A moment later, an angry flock attacked him and he fell out of the tree. They flew off with the binoculars and left him lying in a bush unconcious. The end.

so good luck with your story, asswipe ^_^

Worlds Collide

Chapter 9

Zoe sighed, her green eyes glassy. She was staring into her mirror, yet she wasn't looking at anything. The blond barely registered the movement of Jasmine coming up behind her.

"Okay, what happened last night?" She demanded.

"What are you talking about?" Zoe replied in a monotone voice.

Jasmine rolled her eyes. "I'm not stupid, Zoe. You know exactly what I'm talking about. Now what happened?"

Zoe whirled around to face her, an agitated expression on her face. "The only thing that happened was that I had strange dream."

"You were talking to someone and don't deny it. I heard you."

"I was probably talking in my sleep," Zoe said. "Did you happen to hear any other voices besides mine?"

Jasmine looked at the floor. "Well...no. But I know that something was up. I also heard a thud."

"Okay, I had a weird dream where I was arguing with someone," she replied icily. "And then, I fell out of bed and landed on the floor. Satisfied?"

"I'm only trying to find out if anything happened," her friend argued. "You don't need to cop an attitude."

Zoe glared at her. "What attitude? I'm just sick and tired of everyone around here looking at me like I'm crazy. There's always a false accusation of this or a rumor about that. I don't mean to be rude, but it gets annoying with everyone always on my case."

Jasmine sighed. "Okay, I'm sorry. Let's just pretend I didn't hear anything or that we even had this talk. How's your back?"

"It feels much better, actually." Zoe slowly rotated her shoulder. "It's still bruised a bit, but most of the pain is gone."

"One of the perks of being an angel," Jasmine replied with a smile. "It doesn't take long to heal."

"Yeah, just six more days until my wing comes back," Zoe said dryly. "I can't wait."

The dark-haired angel sat on her bed. "Do you think that guy's gonna try to destroy the earth again?"

Zoe slowly stood up, stretching her legs. "I wouldn't doubt it. Right now Hell is probably in the process of coming up with a new tactic."

"Are you worried?" Jasmine asked.

"Kind of, but we'll just have to see how things go."

"Yeah, I guess," Jasmine said with a tired sigh.

Zoe smirked. "And if they try anything, we'll retaliate twice as hard."

Jasmine chuckled. "You can retaliate. I am not going up against a damn demon. No friggen way."

"I don't know. Like I said, we'll just have to wait and see." Zoe yawned. "I'm exhausted but at the same time I'm restless."

"I know the feeling. Just move around until you're tired. After all, you lost a wing, not a leg."

The blond shook her head and sighed. "Thank god. But I think if I did lose a leg, it would have regenerated by now."

Jasmine thought for a moment, then shrugged. "Yeah, I guess. You'll just have to deal with it for a little longer. Anyway, I gotta go do a few things, so I'll see you later."

"Okay," Zoe replied, lowering herself onto her bed. "Damn, I feel so lazy just laying around."

"You're not that lazy, I've seen others a lot worse." Jasmine walked to the doorway and paused. "You know you can tell me anything, right?"

Zoe gave her a weak smile. "I know."

"I just wanted to tell you that. I'm not like the others, so I won't judge you. Well, see ya later."

"Bye," she said, watching her go.

Zoe stared down at her tightly clasped hands. As much as she wanted to tell her best friend, something told her not to.

There's no reason to drag her into this. It's for her own good, Zoe thought to herself. Besides, if that guy came back, she would be ready for him.

Back in hell

Takuya stood alone in his room, emptying bottle after bottle of liquor. To his annoyance, he was barely affected by the alcohol.

"This isn't normal," he muttered to himself. "But what is normal, anyway?"

He threw the fourth bottle into the corner of the room, hitting the skeleton that was bolted to the wall. Flakes of rotted flesh were still visible on the bones, but most of it had deteriorated by now.

"My father is an asshole, I can't stop thinking about that girl, and I can't stop talking to myself."

He would return to Heaven at nightfall. Nothing the Devil could say would stop him. He was second in command, and it was no one's business to ask about his whereabouts anyway.

I should probably bring my blades with me just in case she tries to kill me, he thought, chuckling to himself. Although he had to admit she was strong, it had amused him by her determination to kill him. He knew that she would be no match for him, especially in her weakened condition. Just don't rape her. If you're gonna go that route, try to convince her beforehand.

He sighed, regretting what he had done to her. As much as her pleas had caused guilt to run through him, he couldn't help himself. She was perfect in every way. By now he had already fucked six scantily-clad female demons in hoping that his sexual desire would decrease. Unfortunately for him, it hadn't even put a dent in it.

"It's not all about sex, dumbass," he grumbled.

However, it was how he was brought up. Fuck, torture, kill. Those were the three main principles of the underworld, especially for the son of Satan. He had a reputation to live up to and should anyone ever find out about his feelings for that angel, dire consequences could arise. Takuya had decided that the risk would be worth it. After all, no one had ever caused his blood to boil like that.

He downed another bottle, emptying it all at once. He then wiped his mouth the back of his hand and threw it at the skeleton. The glass shattered as it struck the skull, shards glittering on the floor.

"Just a few more hours," he whispered to himself. "Be patient."

In Heaven

Zoe gazed wistfully out the window, into the starry sky. She had already told everyone to leave her alone for the night, for she had not been feeling well.

Sighing, she sank to the floor, a numb sensation over her. The blond rubbed her throbbing head with an annoyed groan.

"I'm losing my mind," she muttered.

For some reason, she felt hollow inside. She felt as though something....or someone was missing. It was absurd, of course. There was no possible way for her to have those emotions. Especially for a creature of the underworld.

Heaving herself up, she slowly walked to the open window. A slight chill was in the air, causing her to shiver in her thin silk nightgown. However, she decided against shutting it. She knew he was coming.

Just as she had expected, a dark figure swooped in. He landed in front of her, gently backing her into the wall. He stared at her and waited for her to speak.

The angel looked up at him, her green eyes soft. "I've been expecting you."

sorry that the chapter was short. im pretty damn sick right now, so the next chapter might not come out until tomorrow night or the morning after. im so sorry, ill try my best to get it done though. ill be around every now again to review everyone else's stories though ^_^ so if you would just be a dear and review, it would make me oh-so happy. now hurry up, bitches! nah, im just kidding. still, your reviews (or flames, whatever) are greatly appreciated. im gonna go lie down now and try to sleep this off. later