Date: 07/11/03
Time: 12:14 pm
Continuation of the last entry.
Suddenly slithering her hands down toward her hips...
Flashback
”The moon’s beautiful tonight...” she softly commented while gazing blissfully at the said subject.
He looked at her, and smiled, “No, you are. No matter how beautiful an object is, it is only a thousandth of your beauty.”
She laughed, a gentle tinkle that caused a tremble in his spine. “You do know that your lines are so cheesy?” she teased him.
“Of course, but you still love them.” He grinned boyishly.
‘Yep!” she chirped. “And I wouldn’t trade it for a thing.”
Chuckling, he pulled her closer, and buried his face in her long, silky hair.
“I don’t want this night to end...” he mumbled.
“Neither do I,” she lightly whispered before closing her eyes.
“Hmm... You know what? Let’s do something to end this night!” he suddenly exclaimed, and jumped to his feet.
She opened her eyes, rather slowly, and stared up at him, “What do you suggest?” she asked while trying to pull herself up.
“Umm...” he thought while looking around.]
Yuki Kamitoki signed @ 12:16 pm
Date: 07/10/03
Time: 4:25 pm
I don't really know what compelled me to write it. But I did, and I like it. This will probably be a one-fic. Cause I'm at Shadowcat's house, and I don't know where to save it, while hoping that the comp wouldn't shut down on me, I'm gonna post up what I have so far. I will be finished, I promise that.
And so without further ado, the one-shot:
[She moved her body back and forth toward the beat of the music. Just trying to lose herself, to forget everything by dancing all her troubles away were her intentions.
Swinging up her arms...
Flashback
Staring deep into his eyes, she could see all her deep desires reflect off, and into her heart. She tried to open her mouth, to say something so that the silence wouldn’t be so awkward. But he quickly lifted a finger and touched her lips in one quick smooth motion, as if he knew what she was going to do. He shook his head, and stared lovingly into her eyes.
At that moment, she knew she could never leave. She could never go back to a man that she respected, but didn’t love. It was impossible.
In his eyes, she could see his heart. The eyes are the windows to a person’s soul, she remembered once hearing. In this case, she rather decided that the eyes were the windows to a person’s heart. And that was all she needed, it was all that he gave her freely, with all his heart. Love. A love that made her feel powerful yet weak at the same time, a love that made her go to any lengths for only a simple smile, a love that lighted her heart every time he held her...
To tear her apart from him was death itself. She could not imagine such torture, but she knew that no matter what, her parents would still force her to marry the guy. Why couldn’t her parents see where her heart lied?
Yet perhaps, it was because of the way they were brought up. Never giving a second thought as to what love could do. Only marrying for what the opposite held in money, power and ties.
She was tired of always being thrown away carelessly as if without a thought, a simple reaction. She was so used to it that she was tired. She needed something new, something different, and when he entered her life, it was everything that she had wished for and more.
End of Flashback
Waving it in one smooth gesture...
Flashback
“Let me go...” she pleaded him. Determined not to stare at his eyes or she was sure that she wouldn’t be able to move away, even if he did let her go.
“No, I can’t let you go, I’ll never let you go.” He whispered.
“What’s the use? We can’t be together, we can never be together,” she cried, trying even more harder to pull her hands away from his grasps.
“Why can’t we? We both love each other, and I believe that’s enough, isn’t it?” he hesitantly asked, loosening his hold on her for a brief second.
She scoffed, “You don’t understand do you? If we leave, they’ll never stop hunting us down. If we leave, many innocent people will find themselves lying in a broken image of their former life. We can’t leave.”
Upon speaking of what they should do, she suddenly realized the full impact of the words. It meant that they couldn’t be together, they couldn’t smile, dream, hope, anything, they couldn’t do anything together. And it also meant that they would have to go back to their destined path. One to marry a man she never loved, and one to marry a woman that he hated.
Wasn’t destiny just a lovely, hated deity?
“Let me go.” She requested in a strong voice, although in her heart, it was another thing.
He looked up at her, she could see the undying pain in his eyes, and if she looked a bit closer, she could see that in any passing second, he wouldn’t be able to hold the tears that he desperately wanted to let go. She caused all this, she thought horrified, yet unable to do anything about it.
And he let go. He let go quick, sudden, and in letting go, he really did. It spoke of the end of a love, the beginning of a miserable future alone, and faceless tears swarming around.
‘I really do love you...’ they both thought as they stared at one another for the last time.
Then she ran. And as she ran, tears sprung out, one droplet after another, causing her whole face to be wet within few milliseconds.
While he stared desolately at the spot where she was there a second ago...
They really did love each other...
End of Flashback]
Yuki Kamitoki signed @ 4:27 pm
Date: 07/02/03
Time: 7:20 pm
When listening to 'Ashita Moshi Kimiga Kowaretemo; Even if Tomorrow Dies', it gave me a short inspiration to write this:
[She unconsciously looked into the store window, faintly seeing an exact image of herself, and abruptly looked away, feeling disgusted with herself. She had tried to let go a long time ago, but it seemed, even if she did let go, it wouldn't let go of her.
About how many times did it have to reappear to completely disappear? About how many more times did love have to bind her to an utterly silent, dangerous guy, before it decided that she was tired of having her heart broken constantly? And about how many even more times did she have to remember over and over the pain that was caused by each uneventful break up?
Was she cursed to rise and fall for her whole life? Because if she was, she'd rather just rise and never fall again, if that was possible. She was tired of waking up with the prospect that the new day wouldn't bring anything good, only troubles. It happened to often to count, and she hated that. The feeling was awful, so awful that it couldn't be described fairly enough for people to really understand it. It was like hoping that time would just stop right then and there so she didn't have to face anything, while knowing that time wouldn't do that for her, that she had to face her problems one way or another. She knew that, but it was easier said than done.]
Have you even noticed that whenever I write, it always uses the girls view point? I think it's cause it's easier in a way for me to write. Hmm.. Bai.
Yuki Kamitoki signed @ 7:23 pm
Date: 06/28/03
Time: 8:30 pm
Just to say, the ideas for this came from watching the last episode of Country Spirit, where Soun Fong found out that the war ended, and rushed toward the harbor, where many people that participated in the war walked out, to find Ah Soun. I really don't know if it's a ship, or a boat, but I'm gonna stick with ship.
Also, the thoughts in this, and the feelings, they are only what I think she felt and thought. I really don't know, I mean, it's a show, they don't tell you the thoughts and how deep the pain is, cause you know, the pain's in the heart. You can't exactly see it all just by looking at the actor's/actress's acting ability. And yeah.
As well, it might not flow that well, because while writing it, I was watching the show, so it's a bit hard to get it flowing when my mind wanders from one point to another. Since I haven't post for some few weeks, I decided to just put it up.
Frankly I think that this has many pretty good descriptive points in emotions, although sometimes it might take a longer time to find it. Hopefully, you're get a small sense of what Soun Fong felt when she tried to find Ah Soun and couldn't, only to discover that he died.. or so she thinks.
I think I could do better than this.. but anyways. I'm not gonna babble any longer. Have fun reading it.
[And all along as she ran, she could only smile. The possibility of seeing him once again, the prospect that he was still alive brought her suddenly plummeting into reality, and thanking whoever or whatever it was that brought him back to her.
She ran into the crowds of family reuniting at the harbor, and joyfully began to search for him. All around, she could see beams, grins, and any kind of forms of happiness upon their faces, through the weariness war had inflicted on them.
Left and right she looked, yet was unable to find any sign of him. Suddenly, she felt the whole place fading into silence, where just few seconds ago, it was quite loud.
She turned around and saw the ship. Standing still, she stared at it, as passengers slowly but surely walked out of it, with a joy in their spring that normally you wouldn't see before the war.
As many seconds passed by, she could feel her heard abruptly scrunch up when a frightening realization hit her. What if he wasn't on the ship? What if…
She didn't dare let the thought wholly drift across her brain. Desperately, she looked around, hoping to find him walk out of the ship with the familiar grin on his face, and seeing her, rush forward to hug her tightly as if the years of separation had done nothing but strengthen their love for each other, before gently whispering into her ear that he didn't break his promise, he came back… But as it seemed, everybody left already. Seeing a young man tying the rope of the ship onto a tree stump, she decided to inquire him.
"Mister, did everybody leave the ship?"
"Everybody did, " he replied.
"Really?"
"If you don't believe me, you could see for yourself."
She stood up, and did just that. The whole ship was empty; no sign of anybody on it was seen, except for the empty echoes of the passengers' happiness in returning back home.
She walked out onto the balcony and saw the place where they had shared many past times together. Suddenly, she felt tired, she felt her energy had just been used up, and she didn't know what to do. With a choking cry, she soon succumbed into just releasing her frustration and loneliness in the form of tears. She awkwardly rubbed her arms and crouched down.
Tuk, tuk, tuk…
She heard the gently tappings of someone walking her way. Though her mind was quite strong in will, she had always relied on her heart to guide her, and it was telling her that the person walking her way was him. The mind tried frantically to struggle back the false assumption, to avoid a definite possibility of a fallen hope, and a broken heart, but it wasn't as strong as it desired.
Perhaps her heart was much too fragile after the first erroneous surprise, or maybe it was just too hopeful in the first place, but whatever the reason it, it only lead to one thing. It wasn't him. It never was.
She slowly looked up, and quickly jumped to her feet before even seeing who it was- she didn't need to, because her heart was too set on wishing beyond wishes that it was him.
"Ah Soun!" she exclaimed, smiling, only to meet a familiar face, but not the one that plagued her mind and heart, day and night.
She felt like tearing the smile away from her face, because truthfully, she wasn't happy at all. But no matter what, she was to remain as the firm woman that would always be there to welcome even the most sinful person in the world, if a way of change was evident in it's heart. Her smiled dimmed a little.
"Law Jone Goun…" she politely greeted.
And then a thought that maybe Ah Soun was with him before brightened a small dent of her smile. She had heard from Guoi Sun that before he jumped out of the ship, Law Jone Goun was with Ah Soun. If so, that meant that he knew what had happened to Ah Soun, considering he was alive, and standing in front of her.
"Aren't you with Ah Soun? Where is he?"
She noted that he wasn't smiling, and hoped intently that it wasn't bad news.
But fate had a funny way of just doing what you don't it to do.
He looked down, and with some difficulty tried to tell the hopeful girl the harsh truth.
"Ah Soun died…"]
Aww... It's so sad. After being through so many obstacles the sky still thinks that one more would be able to judge if their love was that strong. I mean, really. Even the evil people realize that, although the small fact that they tasted what their revenge did on people might help speed that proccess along. Oh wells, at least I know what really happened in the end. Yeah.. So, gonna go now. Bai.
Yuki Kamitoki signed @ 8:48 pm
Date: 06/14/03
Time: 6:08 pm
Another snippet from Simple Love. This takes place far, far into the future.
[Standing in front of the theatre, she could feel her throat choking what she decided was with anxiousness and nervousness. She felt like just turning around and walk away. Walk away from him, from the confrontations, from his words, and everything else that could possible result from entering the two looming doors. But, as hard as she tried to avoid it, she couldn't manage to convince her two stiff legs to turn around. It was stuck there. 'Just like your heart...' She could hear a small voice within her add.
Suddenly she was knocked out of her thoughts (quite litterally she must say) when she was pushed forwards and onto the ground by one of the many rapaging fans with manical grins on their faces. She felt creeped out, by the way they stared at the doors, with promises that the doors wouldn't live to see another day. She felt sorry for the doors, afterall, it was the only thing (unfortunately) that blocked her from him. Though, why she was here in the first place if she didn't want to confront him, never really did cross her mind.
She shook her head, stood up and wiped the gravels from her hands onto a newly bought hankerchief that she gingerly took from her purse. She glanced around her, noting that it was starting to fill with more people than ever. And somehow, her gaze at wandered to a poster she'd seen too often to count.]
This is only a small part of what I wrote so far. There's still more, but I'm too lazy to type it on the computer right now. >_>
Yuki Kamitoki signed @ 6:12 pm
Date: 05/11/03
Time: 6:14 pm
A snippet from Make A Wish.
[She stared at the sky. The moon was really bright today… A shooting star race past her vision. She quickly closed her eyes, and made a wish. A wish that could bring her happiness, a wish that could give all she hoped for and more. Just one little wish… that would change her life forever.
"I wish… I wish to see Hiiro again…"
**********
She sighed in boredom as she finished up her ice cream. "I'm bored." She stated as she plopped her arms on the table, and her hands on her face.
Her comrade laughed. "When are you ever not?"
"Humph." She pouted at her friend, and turned around to face another friend of hers.
"Quatre!" she grabbed his arm. "Watch your girlfriend, she's getting snappier every minute!" she cried, in utter horror, that Quatre had to laugh at her.
She stared at him in pure dismay, and let go of his arm fast. So fast that it hit against the chair she was sitting on. He quickly grabbed his hand in agony, and yelped. "What did you do that for?" he complained to her.
She grinned at him, and replied one word. "Revenge." And then she smirked, one so evil that he had to shiver in fear.
"Okay…" he replied meekly, and walked back to his seat. Rubbing his sore arm, now and then.
"I'll telling you, Sagi, only you can treat him like that and get away with it."
"Yep! It's not my fault he has a sister like me from the day he was born!" She blew a strand of hair away from her eyes, and giggled. Few seconds passed as she pondered. "You know what? I'm going to go back home. Maybe I can get mom to cook up something delicious. Some super duper strawberry, with chocolate sprinkles ice-cream cake, maybe, or how about some simple chicken carved like an ice sculpture with onion rings, and French fries around it." And she grabbed her hat, purse, and jacket, while wondering what to ask her mother to bake. That is, until she tripped over a small rock, and collided with the door.
"Ouch… my painful nose…" she groaned out.
The people in the small arcade laughed outright. Yet another comedy crash by the one and only Tsukino Usagi.
When she finally got back up, and her head cleared, she faced them angrily. A fire burned through her eyes. Immediately the crowd calmed down, and not a single sound can be heard in the small arcade.
She turned around and stomped out. "I swear, nobody ever respects me around here." She mumbled to herself.
A laugh was her reply.]
Yuki Kamitoki signed @ 6:16 pm
Date: 05/08/03
Time: 7:18 pm
I'm going to post a part from the Singer story.
["I'm worried about her…" a girl with a high ponytail apprehensively said.
"I know, but what can we do? We don't understand the depthness of her love for him, we don't even know why she's like this!" another girl with shoulder-length black hair passionately replied.
The first girl looked at the other girl weirdly first, before shrugging. "Don't we know that it's cause of him again, that she's like this?"
"Well, yeah, but…"
Both girls sighed, before staring at the house they stood in front of, anxiously wanting to help their friend, yet afraid of what would await them.
"You know Ling Yi, we're not much good friends."
"I know," the said Ling Yi dryly answered.
After some silence, "Meilin, I think we should talk to her."
Meilin stared at her friend silently, seeing the helplessness in her eyes. Something she never thought she would see, considering how her friend was strong, both physically and emotionally, before responding, "Shouldn't we leave her alone though? If she's really crying for him, she wouldn't want us to see it."
"But what if it takes months, years, even decades for her to mourn over him? She can't waste her time like this. We should talk to her, at least try and convince her, or even let her know that we're here, supporting her!" Ling Yi exclaimed.
Meilin wordlessly gaze into the sky. Memories of the happy times, where Yuet Ming had never even heard about him entered her mind. It was the best; it was the time when her friend was truly happy, when she wasn't in a bind of an illusion that seemed impossible to happen. When did life turn so complicated?
"I- I guess you're right…" Meilin trailed off. "But, when are we going to talk to her? Now?"
"When do you suggest?" Ling Yi asked, blowing at strand of her hair that flew into her eye, before tucking it in behind her ear.
"Well… I don't know…" Meilin nervously said.
"Are you ready?" Ling Yi looked expectantly at her.
"Heh," she sighed, "I'm never going to be ready, but… even if I'm ready or not, it still has to be done," she breathed in, "Okay, let's go."
Ling Yi nodded.]
Okay? Hmm.. Kinda weird though..
Yuki Kamitoki signed @ 7:43 pm
Time: 12:14 pm
Continuation of the last entry.
Suddenly slithering her hands down toward her hips...
Flashback
”The moon’s beautiful tonight...” she softly commented while gazing blissfully at the said subject.
He looked at her, and smiled, “No, you are. No matter how beautiful an object is, it is only a thousandth of your beauty.”
She laughed, a gentle tinkle that caused a tremble in his spine. “You do know that your lines are so cheesy?” she teased him.
“Of course, but you still love them.” He grinned boyishly.
‘Yep!” she chirped. “And I wouldn’t trade it for a thing.”
Chuckling, he pulled her closer, and buried his face in her long, silky hair.
“I don’t want this night to end...” he mumbled.
“Neither do I,” she lightly whispered before closing her eyes.
“Hmm... You know what? Let’s do something to end this night!” he suddenly exclaimed, and jumped to his feet.
She opened her eyes, rather slowly, and stared up at him, “What do you suggest?” she asked while trying to pull herself up.
“Umm...” he thought while looking around.]
Yuki Kamitoki signed @ 12:16 pm
Date: 07/10/03
Time: 4:25 pm
I don't really know what compelled me to write it. But I did, and I like it. This will probably be a one-fic. Cause I'm at Shadowcat's house, and I don't know where to save it, while hoping that the comp wouldn't shut down on me, I'm gonna post up what I have so far. I will be finished, I promise that.
And so without further ado, the one-shot:
[She moved her body back and forth toward the beat of the music. Just trying to lose herself, to forget everything by dancing all her troubles away were her intentions.
Swinging up her arms...
Flashback
Staring deep into his eyes, she could see all her deep desires reflect off, and into her heart. She tried to open her mouth, to say something so that the silence wouldn’t be so awkward. But he quickly lifted a finger and touched her lips in one quick smooth motion, as if he knew what she was going to do. He shook his head, and stared lovingly into her eyes.
At that moment, she knew she could never leave. She could never go back to a man that she respected, but didn’t love. It was impossible.
In his eyes, she could see his heart. The eyes are the windows to a person’s soul, she remembered once hearing. In this case, she rather decided that the eyes were the windows to a person’s heart. And that was all she needed, it was all that he gave her freely, with all his heart. Love. A love that made her feel powerful yet weak at the same time, a love that made her go to any lengths for only a simple smile, a love that lighted her heart every time he held her...
To tear her apart from him was death itself. She could not imagine such torture, but she knew that no matter what, her parents would still force her to marry the guy. Why couldn’t her parents see where her heart lied?
Yet perhaps, it was because of the way they were brought up. Never giving a second thought as to what love could do. Only marrying for what the opposite held in money, power and ties.
She was tired of always being thrown away carelessly as if without a thought, a simple reaction. She was so used to it that she was tired. She needed something new, something different, and when he entered her life, it was everything that she had wished for and more.
End of Flashback
Waving it in one smooth gesture...
Flashback
“Let me go...” she pleaded him. Determined not to stare at his eyes or she was sure that she wouldn’t be able to move away, even if he did let her go.
“No, I can’t let you go, I’ll never let you go.” He whispered.
“What’s the use? We can’t be together, we can never be together,” she cried, trying even more harder to pull her hands away from his grasps.
“Why can’t we? We both love each other, and I believe that’s enough, isn’t it?” he hesitantly asked, loosening his hold on her for a brief second.
She scoffed, “You don’t understand do you? If we leave, they’ll never stop hunting us down. If we leave, many innocent people will find themselves lying in a broken image of their former life. We can’t leave.”
Upon speaking of what they should do, she suddenly realized the full impact of the words. It meant that they couldn’t be together, they couldn’t smile, dream, hope, anything, they couldn’t do anything together. And it also meant that they would have to go back to their destined path. One to marry a man she never loved, and one to marry a woman that he hated.
Wasn’t destiny just a lovely, hated deity?
“Let me go.” She requested in a strong voice, although in her heart, it was another thing.
He looked up at her, she could see the undying pain in his eyes, and if she looked a bit closer, she could see that in any passing second, he wouldn’t be able to hold the tears that he desperately wanted to let go. She caused all this, she thought horrified, yet unable to do anything about it.
And he let go. He let go quick, sudden, and in letting go, he really did. It spoke of the end of a love, the beginning of a miserable future alone, and faceless tears swarming around.
‘I really do love you...’ they both thought as they stared at one another for the last time.
Then she ran. And as she ran, tears sprung out, one droplet after another, causing her whole face to be wet within few milliseconds.
While he stared desolately at the spot where she was there a second ago...
They really did love each other...
End of Flashback]
Yuki Kamitoki signed @ 4:27 pm
Date: 07/02/03
Time: 7:20 pm
When listening to 'Ashita Moshi Kimiga Kowaretemo; Even if Tomorrow Dies', it gave me a short inspiration to write this:
[She unconsciously looked into the store window, faintly seeing an exact image of herself, and abruptly looked away, feeling disgusted with herself. She had tried to let go a long time ago, but it seemed, even if she did let go, it wouldn't let go of her.
About how many times did it have to reappear to completely disappear? About how many more times did love have to bind her to an utterly silent, dangerous guy, before it decided that she was tired of having her heart broken constantly? And about how many even more times did she have to remember over and over the pain that was caused by each uneventful break up?
Was she cursed to rise and fall for her whole life? Because if she was, she'd rather just rise and never fall again, if that was possible. She was tired of waking up with the prospect that the new day wouldn't bring anything good, only troubles. It happened to often to count, and she hated that. The feeling was awful, so awful that it couldn't be described fairly enough for people to really understand it. It was like hoping that time would just stop right then and there so she didn't have to face anything, while knowing that time wouldn't do that for her, that she had to face her problems one way or another. She knew that, but it was easier said than done.]
Have you even noticed that whenever I write, it always uses the girls view point? I think it's cause it's easier in a way for me to write. Hmm.. Bai.
Yuki Kamitoki signed @ 7:23 pm
Date: 06/28/03
Time: 8:30 pm
Just to say, the ideas for this came from watching the last episode of Country Spirit, where Soun Fong found out that the war ended, and rushed toward the harbor, where many people that participated in the war walked out, to find Ah Soun. I really don't know if it's a ship, or a boat, but I'm gonna stick with ship.
Also, the thoughts in this, and the feelings, they are only what I think she felt and thought. I really don't know, I mean, it's a show, they don't tell you the thoughts and how deep the pain is, cause you know, the pain's in the heart. You can't exactly see it all just by looking at the actor's/actress's acting ability. And yeah.
As well, it might not flow that well, because while writing it, I was watching the show, so it's a bit hard to get it flowing when my mind wanders from one point to another. Since I haven't post for some few weeks, I decided to just put it up.
Frankly I think that this has many pretty good descriptive points in emotions, although sometimes it might take a longer time to find it. Hopefully, you're get a small sense of what Soun Fong felt when she tried to find Ah Soun and couldn't, only to discover that he died.. or so she thinks.
I think I could do better than this.. but anyways. I'm not gonna babble any longer. Have fun reading it.
[And all along as she ran, she could only smile. The possibility of seeing him once again, the prospect that he was still alive brought her suddenly plummeting into reality, and thanking whoever or whatever it was that brought him back to her.
She ran into the crowds of family reuniting at the harbor, and joyfully began to search for him. All around, she could see beams, grins, and any kind of forms of happiness upon their faces, through the weariness war had inflicted on them.
Left and right she looked, yet was unable to find any sign of him. Suddenly, she felt the whole place fading into silence, where just few seconds ago, it was quite loud.
She turned around and saw the ship. Standing still, she stared at it, as passengers slowly but surely walked out of it, with a joy in their spring that normally you wouldn't see before the war.
As many seconds passed by, she could feel her heard abruptly scrunch up when a frightening realization hit her. What if he wasn't on the ship? What if…
She didn't dare let the thought wholly drift across her brain. Desperately, she looked around, hoping to find him walk out of the ship with the familiar grin on his face, and seeing her, rush forward to hug her tightly as if the years of separation had done nothing but strengthen their love for each other, before gently whispering into her ear that he didn't break his promise, he came back… But as it seemed, everybody left already. Seeing a young man tying the rope of the ship onto a tree stump, she decided to inquire him.
"Mister, did everybody leave the ship?"
"Everybody did, " he replied.
"Really?"
"If you don't believe me, you could see for yourself."
She stood up, and did just that. The whole ship was empty; no sign of anybody on it was seen, except for the empty echoes of the passengers' happiness in returning back home.
She walked out onto the balcony and saw the place where they had shared many past times together. Suddenly, she felt tired, she felt her energy had just been used up, and she didn't know what to do. With a choking cry, she soon succumbed into just releasing her frustration and loneliness in the form of tears. She awkwardly rubbed her arms and crouched down.
Tuk, tuk, tuk…
She heard the gently tappings of someone walking her way. Though her mind was quite strong in will, she had always relied on her heart to guide her, and it was telling her that the person walking her way was him. The mind tried frantically to struggle back the false assumption, to avoid a definite possibility of a fallen hope, and a broken heart, but it wasn't as strong as it desired.
Perhaps her heart was much too fragile after the first erroneous surprise, or maybe it was just too hopeful in the first place, but whatever the reason it, it only lead to one thing. It wasn't him. It never was.
She slowly looked up, and quickly jumped to her feet before even seeing who it was- she didn't need to, because her heart was too set on wishing beyond wishes that it was him.
"Ah Soun!" she exclaimed, smiling, only to meet a familiar face, but not the one that plagued her mind and heart, day and night.
She felt like tearing the smile away from her face, because truthfully, she wasn't happy at all. But no matter what, she was to remain as the firm woman that would always be there to welcome even the most sinful person in the world, if a way of change was evident in it's heart. Her smiled dimmed a little.
"Law Jone Goun…" she politely greeted.
And then a thought that maybe Ah Soun was with him before brightened a small dent of her smile. She had heard from Guoi Sun that before he jumped out of the ship, Law Jone Goun was with Ah Soun. If so, that meant that he knew what had happened to Ah Soun, considering he was alive, and standing in front of her.
"Aren't you with Ah Soun? Where is he?"
She noted that he wasn't smiling, and hoped intently that it wasn't bad news.
But fate had a funny way of just doing what you don't it to do.
He looked down, and with some difficulty tried to tell the hopeful girl the harsh truth.
"Ah Soun died…"]
Aww... It's so sad. After being through so many obstacles the sky still thinks that one more would be able to judge if their love was that strong. I mean, really. Even the evil people realize that, although the small fact that they tasted what their revenge did on people might help speed that proccess along. Oh wells, at least I know what really happened in the end. Yeah.. So, gonna go now. Bai.
Yuki Kamitoki signed @ 8:48 pm
Date: 06/14/03
Time: 6:08 pm
Another snippet from Simple Love. This takes place far, far into the future.
[Standing in front of the theatre, she could feel her throat choking what she decided was with anxiousness and nervousness. She felt like just turning around and walk away. Walk away from him, from the confrontations, from his words, and everything else that could possible result from entering the two looming doors. But, as hard as she tried to avoid it, she couldn't manage to convince her two stiff legs to turn around. It was stuck there. 'Just like your heart...' She could hear a small voice within her add.
Suddenly she was knocked out of her thoughts (quite litterally she must say) when she was pushed forwards and onto the ground by one of the many rapaging fans with manical grins on their faces. She felt creeped out, by the way they stared at the doors, with promises that the doors wouldn't live to see another day. She felt sorry for the doors, afterall, it was the only thing (unfortunately) that blocked her from him. Though, why she was here in the first place if she didn't want to confront him, never really did cross her mind.
She shook her head, stood up and wiped the gravels from her hands onto a newly bought hankerchief that she gingerly took from her purse. She glanced around her, noting that it was starting to fill with more people than ever. And somehow, her gaze at wandered to a poster she'd seen too often to count.]
This is only a small part of what I wrote so far. There's still more, but I'm too lazy to type it on the computer right now. >_>
Yuki Kamitoki signed @ 6:12 pm
Date: 05/11/03
Time: 6:14 pm
A snippet from Make A Wish.
[She stared at the sky. The moon was really bright today… A shooting star race past her vision. She quickly closed her eyes, and made a wish. A wish that could bring her happiness, a wish that could give all she hoped for and more. Just one little wish… that would change her life forever.
"I wish… I wish to see Hiiro again…"
She sighed in boredom as she finished up her ice cream. "I'm bored." She stated as she plopped her arms on the table, and her hands on her face.
Her comrade laughed. "When are you ever not?"
"Humph." She pouted at her friend, and turned around to face another friend of hers.
"Quatre!" she grabbed his arm. "Watch your girlfriend, she's getting snappier every minute!" she cried, in utter horror, that Quatre had to laugh at her.
She stared at him in pure dismay, and let go of his arm fast. So fast that it hit against the chair she was sitting on. He quickly grabbed his hand in agony, and yelped. "What did you do that for?" he complained to her.
She grinned at him, and replied one word. "Revenge." And then she smirked, one so evil that he had to shiver in fear.
"Okay…" he replied meekly, and walked back to his seat. Rubbing his sore arm, now and then.
"I'll telling you, Sagi, only you can treat him like that and get away with it."
"Yep! It's not my fault he has a sister like me from the day he was born!" She blew a strand of hair away from her eyes, and giggled. Few seconds passed as she pondered. "You know what? I'm going to go back home. Maybe I can get mom to cook up something delicious. Some super duper strawberry, with chocolate sprinkles ice-cream cake, maybe, or how about some simple chicken carved like an ice sculpture with onion rings, and French fries around it." And she grabbed her hat, purse, and jacket, while wondering what to ask her mother to bake. That is, until she tripped over a small rock, and collided with the door.
"Ouch… my painful nose…" she groaned out.
The people in the small arcade laughed outright. Yet another comedy crash by the one and only Tsukino Usagi.
When she finally got back up, and her head cleared, she faced them angrily. A fire burned through her eyes. Immediately the crowd calmed down, and not a single sound can be heard in the small arcade.
She turned around and stomped out. "I swear, nobody ever respects me around here." She mumbled to herself.
A laugh was her reply.]
Yuki Kamitoki signed @ 6:16 pm
Date: 05/08/03
Time: 7:18 pm
I'm going to post a part from the Singer story.
["I'm worried about her…" a girl with a high ponytail apprehensively said.
"I know, but what can we do? We don't understand the depthness of her love for him, we don't even know why she's like this!" another girl with shoulder-length black hair passionately replied.
The first girl looked at the other girl weirdly first, before shrugging. "Don't we know that it's cause of him again, that she's like this?"
"Well, yeah, but…"
Both girls sighed, before staring at the house they stood in front of, anxiously wanting to help their friend, yet afraid of what would await them.
"You know Ling Yi, we're not much good friends."
"I know," the said Ling Yi dryly answered.
After some silence, "Meilin, I think we should talk to her."
Meilin stared at her friend silently, seeing the helplessness in her eyes. Something she never thought she would see, considering how her friend was strong, both physically and emotionally, before responding, "Shouldn't we leave her alone though? If she's really crying for him, she wouldn't want us to see it."
"But what if it takes months, years, even decades for her to mourn over him? She can't waste her time like this. We should talk to her, at least try and convince her, or even let her know that we're here, supporting her!" Ling Yi exclaimed.
Meilin wordlessly gaze into the sky. Memories of the happy times, where Yuet Ming had never even heard about him entered her mind. It was the best; it was the time when her friend was truly happy, when she wasn't in a bind of an illusion that seemed impossible to happen. When did life turn so complicated?
"I- I guess you're right…" Meilin trailed off. "But, when are we going to talk to her? Now?"
"When do you suggest?" Ling Yi asked, blowing at strand of her hair that flew into her eye, before tucking it in behind her ear.
"Well… I don't know…" Meilin nervously said.
"Are you ready?" Ling Yi looked expectantly at her.
"Heh," she sighed, "I'm never going to be ready, but… even if I'm ready or not, it still has to be done," she breathed in, "Okay, let's go."
Ling Yi nodded.]
Okay? Hmm.. Kinda weird though..
Yuki Kamitoki signed @ 7:43 pm
Run as Deep as the River..
Version: 1
Series: not sure
Credit: Yukirin for pic
Opened: Thursday, May 8, 2003
Last Updated: Saturday, June 14, 2003
About Layout..
This layout is called Run as Deep as the River. The words on the layout was made by me, and the picture's by Yukirin. It was made with PSP7.
Site's Name..
I named this writing log, Deep River, because.. well, really, I don't know. It just in a way seemed to fit. The title, is also one of Utada Hikaru's song's name. Really good! You should hear it sometime.
Sites..
Written..
Aishiteru Forever
Deep in Love
Heartfelt Tears
Hidoi Yume
Make a Wish
One More Day, One More Pain
Rain (for now)
Currently working on..
A Dream's Desire
Simple Love
Truth Before the Eyes
Link Me..
Version: 1
Series: not sure
Credit: Yukirin for pic
Opened: Thursday, May 8, 2003
Last Updated: Saturday, June 14, 2003
About Layout..
This layout is called Run as Deep as the River. The words on the layout was made by me, and the picture's by Yukirin. It was made with PSP7.
Site's Name..
I named this writing log, Deep River, because.. well, really, I don't know. It just in a way seemed to fit. The title, is also one of Utada Hikaru's song's name. Really good! You should hear it sometime.
Sites..
Written..
Aishiteru Forever
Deep in Love
Heartfelt Tears
Hidoi Yume
Make a Wish
One More Day, One More Pain
Rain (for now)
Currently working on..
A Dream's Desire
Simple Love
Truth Before the Eyes
Link Me..