4 /? (Formerly "A deatheater in Disguise")
Title: The Unforgiven (formerly "A Deatheater in Disguise)
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Ginny Weasley, A bit 'all
Rating: Yellow
Genre: Drama, Mystery
Type: History in Chapters
Summary: The Order has every intention to find out where they hide and kill Voldermort. Ginevra Weasley is chosen, despite himself, to accomplish a task of no small importance: Pretend Eaters under a false name in order to approach the Dark Lord and his followers. He then began the forced cohabitation with the Death Eaters in the Mulberry Bush, well known local Brixton and everything seems to be going well until he meets an old acquaintance Geneva: the Death Eater Draco Malfoy.
Notes : registration required.
"Forget it!" So Molly had started when Ginny had told him the outcome of the meeting. Mrs. Weasley was purple, while the intent of Arthur to calm her down were are completely useless. Ginny sighed, thinking that by that time his mother was right.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Cellular Respiration Poem
What a Mother Wants to Mother Gets 2 /?
Title: What a Mother Wants to Mother Gets
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: Yellow
Genre: Comedy, Romance
Type: History in Chapters
Summary: When Molly Weasley wants something, he knows how to get it. And if this is something to see her daughter married, there will be some unscrupulous ... the suitor. This fanfiction is the latest, though it is the result of a draft of at least one year old. The inspiration has resulted in listening to Blondie and their Money, Money, Money .
Note: registration required on Nightall Doors.
Legimens not required to explicitly put into words the look of Narcissa Malfoy. Sitting sedately on his chair, the woman moved the eye by the newspaper to his son who was sitting opposite. Draco was no longer the willful child who had spoiled, much less insecure boy who was bent to the will of Voldermort for the good of his own family, he grew up.
Title: What a Mother Wants to Mother Gets
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: Yellow
Genre: Comedy, Romance
Type: History in Chapters
Summary: When Molly Weasley wants something, he knows how to get it. And if this is something to see her daughter married, there will be some unscrupulous ... the suitor. This fanfiction is the latest, though it is the result of a draft of at least one year old. The inspiration has resulted in listening to Blondie and their Money, Money, Money .
Note: registration required on Nightall Doors.
Legimens not required to explicitly put into words the look of Narcissa Malfoy. Sitting sedately on his chair, the woman moved the eye by the newspaper to his son who was sitting opposite. Draco was no longer the willful child who had spoiled, much less insecure boy who was bent to the will of Voldermort for the good of his own family, he grew up.
Friday, December 5, 2008
Where To Get Jeff Hardy Cloths
Forever Together
Title: Forever, Together
Fandom: His Dark Materials
Rating: Yellow
Genre: Sad, Melancholic, Romantic
Type: One-shot
Summary: Go there, sit down, listen to the day of St John had not been the same. Something had changed, but did not have the courage to admit it. [The timeline that follows the Amber Spyglass].
Notes: no registration required on Nightall Doors.
"Pan?" It was little more than a whisper, but quite sufficient to arouse the attention of the daemon. Crouched at the foot of the bed and completely wrapped around itself, Pantalaimon opened his sleepy eyes. He saw the face of Lyra, because the blankets hid it, but he knew who was painting the expression on the face of his companion. It would have been exactly the expression that would take him if he had a human face.
# - Nightfall Doors (personal archive)
Title: Forever, Together
Fandom: His Dark Materials
Rating: Yellow
Genre: Sad, Melancholic, Romantic
Type: One-shot
Summary: Go there, sit down, listen to the day of St John had not been the same. Something had changed, but did not have the courage to admit it. [The timeline that follows the Amber Spyglass].
Notes: no registration required on Nightall Doors.
"Pan?" It was little more than a whisper, but quite sufficient to arouse the attention of the daemon. Crouched at the foot of the bed and completely wrapped around itself, Pantalaimon opened his sleepy eyes. He saw the face of Lyra, because the blankets hid it, but he knew who was painting the expression on the face of his companion. It would have been exactly the expression that would take him if he had a human face.
# - Nightfall Doors (personal archive)
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Bath Mats Suction Cups
Mister Nut
Title: Mister Nut
Fandom: Original Rating
: Green
Genre: General
Type: One- shot
Summary: He did not like being called old . He preferred the term less young.
Notes: no registration required on Nightall Doors.
Disgusted, he observed the swelling puddles of water scattered in the soil. It was after only one night of rain, but was more than enough to send his mood to the other world. Nutley, what was his name, was too old and the slightest change in his life, made and custom concrete, troubled him.
Title: Mister Nut
Fandom: Original Rating
: Green
Genre: General
Type: One- shot
Summary: He did not like being called old . He preferred the term less young.
Notes: no registration required on Nightall Doors.
Disgusted, he observed the swelling puddles of water scattered in the soil. It was after only one night of rain, but was more than enough to send his mood to the other world. Nutley, what was his name, was too old and the slightest change in his life, made and custom concrete, troubled him.
# - Erika's FanFiction Page
# - Nightfall Doors (personal archive)
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Burpee Aristocrat Cooker 1901699
Anatawa suki desu
TITLE: Destruction
WRITER: Vahly
Fandom: Heroes
PAIRING:
Mohinder / Sylar
RAITING:
R
GENRE:
introspective, angst
WARNINGS: slash
(
this means that there are references to homosexual content, if it upsets you do not read
), some 'violent and gruesome.
Word count: 200
NOTES: Written for
IT100
, the prompt "
destroy.
.
Disclaimer: The characters are
of claimants.
write about them, I do not gain anything.
Destruction
She had always felt a certain pleasure in destroying the lives of others.
feel pain while dividing the skull, read the horror in their eyes as the blood ran down his forehead.
He loved the thrill down my spine that caused him and his heart began to beat faster and faster, almost to bursting.
But now she wondered, how was it possible that his heart was beating so for another reason? Why
meet his gaze would cause the same frenzy, the same excitement?
Yet he did not want to kill him, and not just because he does not possess powers would be useless.
No, there was something else ... something for which he had lived next door, instead of searching the list of special people from the beginning but decided instead to stay for a while ', only briefly.
Something that had asked him to save him, hoping she would. He knew he could save even without his help, but wanted confirmation ... just a stupid confirmation that Mohinder cared for him.
But he had not had.
So why was with that damn cell phone in hand, about to call him to ask him to help him not to destroy even more lives?
TITLE: Destruction
WRITER: Vahly
Fandom: Heroes
PAIRING:
Mohinder / Sylar
RAITING:
R
GENRE:
introspective, angst
WARNINGS: slash
(
this means that there are references to homosexual content, if it upsets you do not read
), some 'violent and gruesome.
Word count: 200
NOTES: Written for
IT100
, the prompt "
destroy.
.
Disclaimer: The characters are
of claimants.
write about them, I do not gain anything.
Destruction
She had always felt a certain pleasure in destroying the lives of others.
feel pain while dividing the skull, read the horror in their eyes as the blood ran down his forehead.
He loved the thrill down my spine that caused him and his heart began to beat faster and faster, almost to bursting.
But now she wondered, how was it possible that his heart was beating so for another reason? Why
meet his gaze would cause the same frenzy, the same excitement?
Yet he did not want to kill him, and not just because he does not possess powers would be useless.
No, there was something else ... something for which he had lived next door, instead of searching the list of special people from the beginning but decided instead to stay for a while ', only briefly.
Something that had asked him to save him, hoping she would. He knew he could save even without his help, but wanted confirmation ... just a stupid confirmation that Mohinder cared for him.
But he had not had.
So why was with that damn cell phone in hand, about to call him to ask him to help him not to destroy even more lives?
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Cater Cost 150 People
Skin
Title : Pump and Skin
Fandom : Harry Potter
Characters : Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy
Rating: Yellow
Genre: Comedy
Type: Flash-fic
Summary: "The secret is to identify the critical point. "Ginny explained, in a tone of voice deliberately sensual.
Notes: registration required.
Ginny Weasley looked amused expression of embarrassment on the face of Draco Malfoy, while the latter gave the impression of wanting to be anywhere but there. The young Weasley loosened his tie and, with ease, opened the first two buttons of her blouse.
Title : Pump and Skin
Fandom : Harry Potter
Characters : Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy
Rating: Yellow
Genre: Comedy
Type: Flash-fic
Summary: "The secret is to identify the critical point. "Ginny explained, in a tone of voice deliberately sensual.
Notes: registration required.
Ginny Weasley looked amused expression of embarrassment on the face of Draco Malfoy, while the latter gave the impression of wanting to be anywhere but there. The young Weasley loosened his tie and, with ease, opened the first two buttons of her blouse.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Rusia Air Rifles For Sale
[Heroes] Destruction
TITLE: Embarrassment
WRITER:
Vahly
Fandom: Heroes
PAIRING:
Nathan / Peter
RAITING: R GENRE: Introspective
WARNINGS:
slash, incest, drabble. Word count:
100 (word) Disclaimer: The characters are
of claimants. write about them, I do not gain anything.
NOTES: Written for
IT100
, the prompt "
nudity. . Now I do not utter futility of my more titles ... (Mr)![[info]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_vkIGjW7L5YqErplguGqyJwEfm8575wKnkqh_PK5BykQ-fqNUTHFBXzZD-mf6Ed9NEULX8DP2f7UN7EjXiYhUIyuMXgdbjlIP3gU3ibp8AYKdS7bUYQ6Q=s0-d)
Embarrassment The first time I had seen naked were children. His mother had scored in the gym and in the locker room was not exactly a lot of intimacy. For this reason, perhaps, he had always thought to be a normal thing. When he was embarrassed that he had begun to creargli? could not tell exactly, had happened a bit 'at a time, as his growing feelings for Nathan. Feelings for which he asked forgiveness from God every day, every moment. Yet, now that Nathan was naked in front of him and was kissing him, he no longer felt embarrassed.
Neither felt more wrong, for nothing.
TITLE: Embarrassment
WRITER:
Vahly
Fandom: Heroes
PAIRING:
Nathan / Peter
RAITING: R GENRE: Introspective
WARNINGS:
slash, incest, drabble. Word count:
100 (word) Disclaimer: The characters are
of claimants. write about them, I do not gain anything.
NOTES: Written for
IT100
, the prompt "
nudity. . Now I do not utter futility of my more titles ... (Mr)
Embarrassment The first time I had seen naked were children. His mother had scored in the gym and in the locker room was not exactly a lot of intimacy. For this reason, perhaps, he had always thought to be a normal thing. When he was embarrassed that he had begun to creargli? could not tell exactly, had happened a bit 'at a time, as his growing feelings for Nathan. Feelings for which he asked forgiveness from God every day, every moment. Yet, now that Nathan was naked in front of him and was kissing him, he no longer felt embarrassed. Neither felt more wrong, for nothing.
Casino Dealer Training Ontario
[Heroes]
TITLE: paintings and penguins, Version I
WRITER: Vahly
Fandom: Heroes
PAIRING:
Nathan / Peter
RAITING:
R
GENRE:
demented
WARNINGS: slash, incest, drabble. Word count: 300
Disclaimer: The characters are of claimants.
write about them, I do not gain anything. NOTES: Written for
IT100
, the prompt " Penguins who eat a frozen Tronky. "as he was coming I have changed too long to count 300 words round. I posted the original version also HERE
paintings and penguins The door creaked when Peter opened it. Surprised to find open, appeared asking "permission" and received no answer. The boy was a bit 'tired that night had been plagued by the usual nightmares - he exploded, Nathan who approached him that he would not be abandoned - and did not want it to end like that. So she decided to go to see if Isaac had painted something else. But what I found was something totally unexpected. - Um ... what is your last painting? asked, unable to take my eyes off her and a portrait of Nathan in a pose to put it mildly risqué. The elder brother was still smoking, and it was definitely not bad, even on canvas. - Yes, but I do not understand. Peter raised an eyebrow. - What do not you understand?
- How they got my picture in the two penguins.
Peter chuckled sheepishly. If he could convince him ... - Um, I do not know. Maybe the penguins will save the cheerleader. - And how, making blowjobs to each other?
- Blowjob ... What?! Are you kidding? No, no, he's just ... um, eating a Tronk. - A Tronk. -
Yes - And because that has an expression like that?
- Oh. Um ... should be ... well, he wanted to eat and he was scolding the other penguin. But it is frozen and remained so.
- Frozen.
- Well, it's cold at the Pole.
- So penguins are frozen. And eat a Tronk.
- Erm ... yes, exactly.
Isaac looked at the picture with a blank look, then said:
- Wow, cool!
Peter laughed, and thought that perhaps the fact that he was a drug addict had its advantages. Maybe he could convince him to sell it ... would be fun to give it to Nathan already imagined the face his brother would have done, when in the gap would have realized what it was. Yes, definitely would have tried.
TITLE: paintings and penguins, Version I
WRITER: Vahly
Fandom: Heroes
PAIRING:
Nathan / Peter
RAITING:
R
GENRE:
demented
WARNINGS: slash, incest, drabble. Word count: 300
Disclaimer: The characters are of claimants.
write about them, I do not gain anything. NOTES: Written for
IT100
, the prompt " Penguins who eat a frozen Tronky. "as he was coming I have changed too long to count 300 words round. I posted the original version also HERE
paintings and penguins
The door creaked when Peter opened it. Surprised to find open, appeared asking "permission" and received no answer. The boy was a bit 'tired that night had been plagued by the usual nightmares - he exploded, Nathan who approached him that he would not be abandoned - and did not want it to end like that. So she decided to go to see if Isaac had painted something else. But what I found was something totally unexpected. - Um ... what is your last painting? asked, unable to take my eyes off her and a portrait of Nathan in a pose to put it mildly risqué. The elder brother was still smoking, and it was definitely not bad, even on canvas. - Yes, but I do not understand. Peter raised an eyebrow. - What do not you understand? - How they got my picture in the two penguins.
Peter chuckled sheepishly. If he could convince him ... - Um, I do not know. Maybe the penguins will save the cheerleader. - And how, making blowjobs to each other?
- Blowjob ... What?! Are you kidding? No, no, he's just ... um, eating a Tronk. - A Tronk. -
Yes - And because that has an expression like that?
- Oh. Um ... should be ... well, he wanted to eat and he was scolding the other penguin. But it is frozen and remained so.
- Frozen.
- Well, it's cold at the Pole.
- So penguins are frozen. And eat a Tronk.
- Erm ... yes, exactly.
Isaac looked at the picture with a blank look, then said:
- Wow, cool!
Peter laughed, and thought that perhaps the fact that he was a drug addict had its advantages. Maybe he could convince him to sell it ... would be fun to give it to Nathan already imagined the face his brother would have done, when in the gap would have realized what it was. Yes, definitely would have tried.
Subjunctive Powerpoints
Embarrassment of squares and penguins, version II
TITLE: paintings and penguins, Version I
WRITER: Vahly
Fandom: Heroes
PAIRING: Nathan / Peter
RAITING: R
GENRE: demented
WARNINGS: slash, incest, drabble.
Word count: 397 Disclaimer: The characters are of claimants. write about them, I do not gain anything. NOTES: Written for IT100
, the prompt "
Penguins who eat a frozen Tronky. "but has 397 words. If you want to read the version of 300 words exact, you can find HERE
paintings and penguins
The door creaked when Peter opened it. Surprised to find open at that hour of the morning, looked out asking "permission", but got no response.
The boy was a bit 'tired because the night before: for the first time Nathan had put aside any feelings of guilt towards his wife and managed to ... well, go beyond the platonic love for each other.
And, wow, it was great.
That night, however, was plagued by the usual nightmares that he would explode, Nathan came up with that light in your eyes, and told him that he would not be abandoned ... Peter did not want to end up that way.
So the only thing to do had seemed to be going from Isaac: maybe you had painted something else, maybe there was a solution.
certainly did not expect to find him before his last painting and want to sink into the ground. Isaac looked at him with a blank stare, and barely noticed to have someone nearby.
- Um ... that's your last painting?
asked, unable to take my eyes off her and a portrait of Nathan in a pose to put it mildly risqué. The elder brother was still smoking, and it was definitely not bad, even on canvas.
- Yes, but I do not understand.
Peter raised an eyebrow.
- What do not you understand?
- How they got my picture in the two penguins.
Peter chuckled sheepishly. If he could convince him ...
- Um, I do not know. Maybe the penguins will save the cheerleader.
- And how, making blowjobs to each other?
- Blowjob ... What?! Are you kidding? No, no, he's just ... um, eating a Tronk.
- A Tronk. Isaac
He repeated, apparently confused.
- Yes
He confirmed Peter, praying that if he drank.
- And because that has an expression like that?
- Oh. Um ... should be ... well, he wanted to eat and he was scolding the other penguin. But it is frozen and remained so.
- Frozen.
- Well, it's cold at the Pole.
- So penguins are frozen. And eat a Tronk.
- Erm ... yes, exactly. Isaac looked at the picture with a blank look, then said: - Wow, cool! Peter laughed, and thought that perhaps the fact that he was a drug addict had its advantages. Maybe he could convince him to sell it ... would be fun to give it to Nathan: already imagined that he would face his brother in the gap when he would have realized what it was.
Yes, definitely would have tried.
TITLE: paintings and penguins, Version I
WRITER: Vahly
Fandom: Heroes
PAIRING: Nathan / Peter
RAITING: R
GENRE: demented
WARNINGS: slash, incest, drabble.
Word count: 397 Disclaimer: The characters are of claimants.
write about them, I do not gain anything. NOTES: Written for IT100 , the prompt "
Penguins who eat a frozen Tronky. "but has 397 words. If you want to read the version of 300 words exact, you can find HERE
paintings and penguins
The door creaked when Peter opened it. Surprised to find open at that hour of the morning, looked out asking "permission", but got no response.
The boy was a bit 'tired because the night before: for the first time Nathan had put aside any feelings of guilt towards his wife and managed to ... well, go beyond the platonic love for each other.
And, wow, it was great.
That night, however, was plagued by the usual nightmares that he would explode, Nathan came up with that light in your eyes, and told him that he would not be abandoned ... Peter did not want to end up that way.
So the only thing to do had seemed to be going from Isaac: maybe you had painted something else, maybe there was a solution.
certainly did not expect to find him before his last painting and want to sink into the ground. Isaac looked at him with a blank stare, and barely noticed to have someone nearby.
- Um ... that's your last painting?
asked, unable to take my eyes off her and a portrait of Nathan in a pose to put it mildly risqué. The elder brother was still smoking, and it was definitely not bad, even on canvas.
- Yes, but I do not understand.
Peter raised an eyebrow.
- What do not you understand?
- How they got my picture in the two penguins.
Peter chuckled sheepishly. If he could convince him ...
- Um, I do not know. Maybe the penguins will save the cheerleader.
- And how, making blowjobs to each other?
- Blowjob ... What?! Are you kidding? No, no, he's just ... um, eating a Tronk.
- A Tronk. Isaac
He repeated, apparently confused.
- Yes
He confirmed Peter, praying that if he drank.
- And because that has an expression like that?
- Oh. Um ... should be ... well, he wanted to eat and he was scolding the other penguin. But it is frozen and remained so.
- Frozen.
- Well, it's cold at the Pole.
- So penguins are frozen. And eat a Tronk.
- Erm ... yes, exactly. Isaac looked at the picture with a blank look, then said: - Wow, cool! Peter laughed, and thought that perhaps the fact that he was a drug addict had its advantages. Maybe he could convince him to sell it ... would be fun to give it to Nathan: already imagined that he would face his brother in the gap when he would have realized what it was.
Yes, definitely would have tried.
Anarkali Churidar Cutting
[Heroes] The pictures of penguins and I
TITLE: Reminiscences
CHAPTER: single
WRITER: Vahly
fandom: xxxholic
PAIRING: Yuko / Clow, Domek / Watanuki
RAITING: PG13
GENDER :
sentimental / romantic, introspective WARNINGS: slash ( this means that there are references to homosexual content, if it upsets you do not read), oneshot, small spoiler Volume 14 of Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle, spoiler much larger number of xxxholic 7 (well, if you have not read some things hard to understand). SUMMARY OF HISTORY: Watanuki feels in seventh heaven finally has a date with Himawari. But we bump into a book that will reflect on some things, making him understand that maybe she is not the person he cares about more ... Word count: 3'212 (word) FULL?: Yes
Disclaimer: The characters all of Clamp, Star of the comics and all those eligible.
write about them, I do not gain anything. Credits: Written
for the second contest of
harriet_yuuko
using the following prompt:
9. And the pictures are lost I could not stop them
And the pages do not reveal who you were and who you are now
2. Each watch the house
marks a different time (in a room is really more my own, I hope to fit the same)
Reminiscences.
morning apparently was a quiet one. The sky was clear and the birds sang, even the air seemed nicer than usual to Watanuki ... all thanks to Himawari, the sweet and pretty Himawari who invited him to a picnic. The two of them. Alone.
Watanuki still hardly believe it had invited despite Domek was there with them, and then he even smile. Not as usual, no: so sweet, sweeter, more ...
- Watanuki?! The boy turned
puffing, the quilt still in motion, as if they were dusted with a life of its own.
- Yes? - three times that I'll call you. What the hell are you thinking?! Watanuki blushed furiously. - No, do not tell me ... - the anticipated disconsolate Yuko - I know unfortunately. Ah, kids today ... I really do not see how you can still believe that the person for you ... - GYAAA! Stop saying WELL, SHE IS A WONDERFUL GIRL AND I will appeal! Sooner or later ...
She chuckled, pouring a little more 'liquor in the glass. - Sure, sure ... but in the meantime you andarmi to get something in stock, great playboy. He said with amusement.
- What? disconsolate Watanuki asked, leaning down on the mobile. - Do you remember those cute little headphones that I made you wear when you go with Domek at that school? There are a few similar, in the shape of rabbit ears ... is coming to a customer who needs it, you should bring them here.
- Okay ... Watanuki nodded, moving away to go in the store. The room was as he remembered it: filled with objects in his eyes absolutely useless, stacked on each other without an understandable order. He started to get closer to the headphones mentioned by Yuko, when his attention was drawn to something else: a book that sat on a pile of other books, and for some reason seemed to ask someone to read it.
Driven by curiosity, approached her. After all, what could have happened wrong, if he had taken? With these thoughts I flipped through some pages, and without noticing it the environment around him changed: he found himself in a small, dimly lit room, where a young girl with the sailor's uniform possession of the cards on a table. He looked around, confused: where was she?
The girl turned the cards, slowly, then gathers them to shuffle the cards and redistribute them again. The long hair blacks gathered in a braid, swaying slightly as he bent forward, to have far more cards. He repeated the same movements four or maybe five times. Mix and read, gather and mingle again, as if in a trance. Until he heard a sound like a creaking, come through the door. Watanuki spun around, just as the girl, at the same moment a tall man with little round glasses on his nose and a smiling face, he made his entrance.
- you're training? There is no need, you're good enough, Himi. The girl did not answer, merely bow their heads, leaving the bangs covering his face and his glasses went down a bit 'for the sudden movement. The man came up with to make thoughtful. - I asked for something in particular?
- Yes ... "she murmured. - will happen in a long time. He said the man, placing his hand on his shoulder, his eyes still fixed on the cards. - You've become very good ... - added then, with a friendly tone of voice.
- Do not ... do not want her to go away! exclaimed the girl, raising her head as abruptly as he had lowered. The bright eyes were so pained expression that Watanuki felt bad for her, and her fists were so close to tremble slightly. - I'll go, but not now. I'll teach you everything there is to know about magic, and you will become a powerful witch ... and then you will not need me.
- I'll always need her! - Protested vehemently, his eyes now clouded with tears. - How can I live without my maker? I thought ... I thought you would been here! - I assure you that you will get by very well without me, Himi. You have just begun and already you are powerful ... and I'm sure you will find someone even more important than me, to be protected and loved. The girl broke free from the power of the magician, and ran to the door, sometimes for only a moment to whisper,
- There will be nobody more important ... and then left, running down the stairs. His footsteps echoed from inside the room, collecting the cards and the magician sighed. - You must learn to accept the future, baby. How many times can we watch a movie, will never change ... so its final that is the fate ...
The room suddenly whirl around Watanuki, he felt a slight feeling of nausea. He did not know where he was, nor what was happening, but felt he had to leave. It was not fair to be there.
Suddenly it seemed that reality is stable, and found himself in the middle of a road. The rain fell thick, yet it was wet ... she looked a bit 'round, and could see only two people who, like him, it sat in the rain.
- So is tomorrow? - Yes - And then ... then I do not see each other again?
The girl who asked the question looked at the incredibly just before, yet at the same time was different. The loose hair were scattered on her dress, stuck to it because of rain, and his look was more determined ... maybe. Decided. Watanuki could not tell exactly what emotions hid his eyes, yet there was a maturity and a confidence in herself that the girl had first seen, and that seemed to emanate from her every word, every gesture.
- I do not know, Himi. Maybe, depends on fate. - Destiny ... is not necessarily completely written. I want to see you. I want to be with you. I love you, Clow. He smiled sadly, then embraced her.![[info]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_uz2VAczA2HCO2RJtr-bnxPaViTBWKSeohY3fRVn6a9RPBq6zp3i9Z0WCE88LkCweKAElsZFBj9kVoEa_vsQgMYUWdatS8efZTpFjda556H-OaHLA=s0-d)
- I love you too, baby. But why should I let you go ... you will have a role to play, and your own life to live. The mine will end in a few years, I can not bind you to me. - even if I were to want it? - No, not even in this case. I'm sorry. Clow broke the hug, and walked a few steps. - I do not deserve even one last kiss? asked the girl, who seemed to firmly hold the tears. - would only make things more difficult. This is goodbye, you know it? But I want you ... one last gift - a hand stretched out, taking off his glasses - is no longer necessary to take them. You're a beautiful girl, and you will become a beautiful woman.
- I do not understand ... ...
- So far he has always lived your life as a high school student, but it's time for you to grow. I will make you look a little more mature, and give you a new life, a new role in the world. From now on, your name will be ... But Watanuki never knew what name would be known Himi, because the feeling of nausea overcame him, and his head turned back. He bent to the ground, praying for it to end soon, and there remained kneeling for a time seemed almost endless. Until they appeared elsewhere.
A huge atrium, with many closed doors and on each one of them a watch. With dismay, he noticed that all the clocks were striking thirteen different time.
He tried to open one, but found it locked. Just as the next, the next and the next. Cursing himself and when he picked up that book, whatever it was, he looked around again, noticing that a door was just ajar, and the opening came a faint white light.
He went quickly, as if he feared it could close by itself at any moment, but when she opened it, I nearly fainted with emotion.
before him were two people, a man and a woman with a baby in her arms.
- MAMMA! DAD! screamed in vain hope that they could hear him. Which of course did not happen: the two continued to talk to each other cheerfully, cradling the child as the most important thing in the world. And, of course, for them it was.
Watanuki felt covering his eyes with tears, as she watched her parents take care of him still small. When they were still alive ...
- Mommy ... Daddy ... why do not you hear me? asked again, feeling a fool. He must be an illusion ... they could not be certain of the spirits, otherwise they could not have him in her arms. Watanuki wanted to get closer, but a mysterious force pushed him away, throwing him over the threshold, and Polta closed abruptly.
- NO! - He shouted, getting up and trying to reopen it, - No, I want to see them again! Let me in! Let me in! continued to beat his fists on the door, to get hurt, when he noticed another door, right next to him, he was opening. A door that had not remembered seeing, and that seemed to call it.
- Hey ...
- Do not call me Hey!
Watanuki frowned, wiping her tears with his sleeve. The voices were coming from that room ... and its Domek?
crept up and opened the door.
was one of those times going home together?
No, not one of many.
was when, just days before, had given his eye in exchange for that of Domek.
Ironic. He, who always said not to pay the other ... he had never shown to enjoy his company, nor had ever treated him kindly, he almost felt obliged to take such action. At the time, everything seemed very logical, but from the outside that situation seemed absurd. It forced him to ask "Why did you do? What is the real reason why you could not see Domek sick? "
He buried those thoughts, trying to avoid the answers, and focused only on the scene. Probably those rooms showed the past ... had to be so, otherwise it would not make sense: first his parents, now ... Domek
- What have you done? Next, speak! I bet you did something to melt the thread, right? Watanuki
The scene was being debated, while Domek pushed him against the wall.
- NO! Stop it!
seemed really determined not to let his friend know the truth.
really believed that he would never find out? What a fool I was to tell him to call ... He saw Domek Yuko, then sit and wait. Now that I reflected, was the first time I saw him lose control, and seemed very concerned about him. And angry, too.
- call me at this hour in the morning ... I warn you that the price goes up ...
announced Yuko, venal as usual. Watanuki was chuckling to himself, imagining what answer he could give Domek. Knowing him, he would be able to tell him to forget about who would pay the extra ... but the answer I got hit Watanuki much to hurt him, like a punch straight to the stomach.
- I'll give you anything ... but I will fix the eye of Watanuki was before!
The boy could not believe his ears. Anything? Because he felt his heart speed up to those words? And in the end, he had not done the same thing? He had paid a high price to help Domek?
Why then the words hit the boy so much, made him feel that way, he knew that not even describe it?
She saw him there to talk to Yuko, with that serious and thoughtful, and he could not take my eyes off her. He felt somewhat flattered by the attention, and guilty about the concerns that gave him. In fact, it was always Domek that flocked to his aid ... nothing different from what he had done and asked him to call Yuko, then. He had never thought a lot about this. Domek
Why bother so much to him?
- Are you angry?
- This does not concern you ...
- Are you angry with Watanuki, right? It is right that it is you ... who sacrifices himself to help us, do not understand how it can make us suffer ... let alone when it comes to a loved one ...
In another occasion, it was very angry for the next words, but this time not even say that he felt Yuko Watanuki still did not understand how things work.
echoed in his mind only the phrase "if it is a loved one ...
a loved one. That was him, Domek? Domek
And what was it for him? He heard a vice
shake the chest. He had not never realized, yet Domek was more important than it would admit.
Yet he could not give a name to that feeling.
Affection? Friendship?
Love? Himawari
And then?
was filled with confusion. She was always so, with that damn Domek. Did not understand anything, irritated him and made him nervous for no reason beyond belief.
And if those were not only signs of antipathy?
leans against the door frame is still open, and looked Yuko who went without actually seeing it. Domek was still sitting there, looking serious and surly.
was almost tempted to approach, he did not even know why - after all were only memories, was not real, was not there - but something prevented him from moving.
A hand grabbed him, and now Watanuki felt the heat radiating from the wrist for the whole arm.
- Hey. He called it a voice all too well known. Watanuki spun around and was so grateful Domek of being there, in front, which could not even complain about the way in which it was called. - What are you doing here bewildered? You want to stay here forever? Watanuki shook his head, and slowly recovered.
- Where are we? What are you doing here?
- We are in the book, and I'm here because the witch asked me to come and retrieve. Now, if you do not mind, I'd go myself.
salirgli Watanuki felt the usual irritation to the brain.
- And how, pray? Did you notice that here there are no doors?
Domek grinned.
- a hand there. And we're leaning ...
- THIS?! You really want to go from here?
- We have come through here. Let's go or not? Watanuki
snorted, Domek and took his hand, dragging their memories. A bit 'at the time the image fades, and the two found themselves in the room where he had started it all.
Watanuki suddenly realized that Domek's still holding his hand, and drew back as if he had just burned, but had not noticed to be flushed.
In front of them, Yuko stood with his arms crossed and smiling expression.
He leaned on the book, and collected from the ground, that action did not escape that Watanuki immediately asked
- What is that book? And because nothing happens to you? Yuko
chuckled.
- This is the book of memory, and shows the memory of those who have touched before. Nothing happens because I use these gloves with a magical protection, to take it ... Did you see something interesting, do you? Watanuki
blushed again.
- NO! WHAT WE WANT IS interesting in there?!
- And do not scream ...
muttered Domek, their ears as usual.
- Anyway ... at some point I found myself in a room full of doors ... but that was a memory?
- No. That is where the book preserves the memories that treats those who touch it. Obviously, your desire to leave was strong enough to escape the view of those memories, but not enough to make you go back. That was a problem because normally those who look back souvenirs once the book has finished show, but you you're lost, and without Domek would never come back here. Yeah ...
Domek.
had seen enough on him. Should have plenty to think about. So, those memories were created when he joined in contact with the book to get there. But as he did ... if
- How did you get here, if you can not enter the store? - Turned Domek, curiously. - You said it yourself, right? - Can I come in here if they are to take him inside. Just like when you brought her up because you were passed out ... instead of
Yuko said Domek. Watanuki nodded in understanding.
- And a headset? There are no more?
- everything is already solved. I had to come myself to recover, and I found you here, with book in hand. Aaaah, that impressive sight ... - melodramatically said, placing a hand on my forehead - I'm afraid that this is going to cost you ... um ... a couple of dinners, I think.
- BUT BOTH kitchen always do it anyway!
Domek covered his ears, then turned to two. - Well, if there is no need for me here, I would have to be done. - Sure, you can go. And thanks! Yuko Watanuki
pushed toward him.
- Why not go with him? After you have saved from that terrible evil ... LIBRACCIO
Watanuki turned sharply towards her with clenched fists angry expression.
- And why should I come with me? Not know the way, perhaps? - Um ... consider it payment for making me lose precious time. Him until the temple. Watanuki sighed, but eventually went without protest too much. But after a few steps he stopped, and then turn around.
- Yuko?
asked. - Yes? - In your opinion ... who could be the girl I saw in that book? His name was ... Himi
Yuko smiled, shrugging.
- Who knows. Perhaps the previous owner, one who gave it to me in exchange for his desire. Watanuki
nodded, replying: - Yes, it will. Then he reached Domek, almost immediately finding a reason to squabble. Seeing them together
away, Yuko smiled.
- Did you know that it would take that book? asked Mokona, approaching. - It was inevitable that she would.
replied enigmatically with Yuko.
- Although it has seen your past? You could avoid it, if I could. And even those headphones you need, you have the hidden to believe that you have used ... Watanuki
Yuko nodded.
- You're right, but you see ... Watanuki had a lesson to learn. The feelings are hard to understand, especially their own, and I wanted to give him a hand. I'm sure that now begin to see things more clearly ...
The next day, Watanuki came early to the shop of Yuko. The girl, pretending to be puzzled, asked:
- But today I had a picnic with Himawari?
The boy blushed slightly, and passed his hand behind his neck.
- Er, yes, in theory ... but I ... ...
terminated - notice? Why?
- Because I realized that maybe is not the right person for me, and I want to take some time to think about it.
Yuko smiled, and went to celebrate with a bottle of liquor and a pair of glasses.
After all, it was always a good time to drink, and that was a special occasion: Watanuki finally beginning to understand more about himself.
Yuko And he knew that the feelings that he was slowly getting to know not only would have been a platonic level.
NOTES author
1 - The history of Yuko. I do not know exactly what happened to the girl before the manga, so I tried to imagine, and I found it plausible that it may have been created by Clow as Yue in Card Captor Sakura or Nakuru. I changed the name because the same at the beginning of the manga Yuko Yuko says that is not his real name ... I chose Himi (日 美) as opposed to Yuko (夕子): the first means "beauty of the sun" ( or "day"), the second "girl of the evening."
2 - In memories of Domek, the phrases in italics are copied verbatim from the manga.
3 - In the first draft, the book of memory was sent by Syaoran & co. A Yuko, but since the number 14 Tsubasa we learn that the book picks up Syaoran is nothing but a copy, I thought it was possible that he had a Yuko, received in payment for some customers. So the book is not the original.
4 - To the extent that Domek Watanuki realizes that he is not completely indifferent, I'm afraid that I was swayed by "Dreams and Realities
", a beautiful fan fiction that I am translating into Italian.
5 - The title. It is a time when I really have no fancy titles, forgive the lack of originality ...
TITLE: Reminiscences
CHAPTER: single
WRITER: Vahly
fandom: xxxholic
PAIRING: Yuko / Clow, Domek / Watanuki
RAITING: PG13
GENDER :
sentimental / romantic, introspective WARNINGS: slash ( this means that there are references to homosexual content, if it upsets you do not read
), oneshot, small spoiler Volume 14 of Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle, spoiler much larger number of xxxholic 7 (well, if you have not read some things hard to understand). SUMMARY OF HISTORY: Watanuki feels in seventh heaven finally has a date with Himawari. But we bump into a book that will reflect on some things, making him understand that maybe she is not the person he cares about more ... Word count: 3'212 (word) FULL?: Yes Disclaimer: The characters all of Clamp, Star of the comics and all those eligible.
write about them, I do not gain anything. Credits: Written
for the second contest of
harriet_yuuko
using the following prompt:
9. And the pictures are lost I could not stop them
And the pages do not reveal who you were and who you are now
2. Each watch the house
marks a different time (in a room is really more my own, I hope to fit the same)
Reminiscences.
morning apparently was a quiet one. The sky was clear and the birds sang, even the air seemed nicer than usual to Watanuki ... all thanks to Himawari, the sweet and pretty Himawari who invited him to a picnic. The two of them. Alone.
Watanuki still hardly believe it had invited despite Domek was there with them, and then he even smile. Not as usual, no: so sweet, sweeter, more ...
- Watanuki?! The boy turned
puffing, the quilt still in motion, as if they were dusted with a life of its own.
- Yes? - three times that I'll call you. What the hell are you thinking?! Watanuki blushed furiously. - No, do not tell me ... - the anticipated disconsolate Yuko - I know unfortunately. Ah, kids today ... I really do not see how you can still believe that the person for you ... - GYAAA! Stop saying WELL, SHE IS A WONDERFUL GIRL AND I will appeal! Sooner or later ...
She chuckled, pouring a little more 'liquor in the glass. - Sure, sure ... but in the meantime you andarmi to get something in stock, great playboy. He said with amusement.
- What? disconsolate Watanuki asked, leaning down on the mobile. - Do you remember those cute little headphones that I made you wear when you go with Domek at that school? There are a few similar, in the shape of rabbit ears ... is coming to a customer who needs it, you should bring them here.
- Okay ... Watanuki nodded, moving away to go in the store. The room was as he remembered it: filled with objects in his eyes absolutely useless, stacked on each other without an understandable order. He started to get closer to the headphones mentioned by Yuko, when his attention was drawn to something else: a book that sat on a pile of other books, and for some reason seemed to ask someone to read it.
Driven by curiosity, approached her. After all, what could have happened wrong, if he had taken? With these thoughts I flipped through some pages, and without noticing it the environment around him changed: he found himself in a small, dimly lit room, where a young girl with the sailor's uniform possession of the cards on a table. He looked around, confused: where was she?
The girl turned the cards, slowly, then gathers them to shuffle the cards and redistribute them again. The long hair blacks gathered in a braid, swaying slightly as he bent forward, to have far more cards. He repeated the same movements four or maybe five times. Mix and read, gather and mingle again, as if in a trance. Until he heard a sound like a creaking, come through the door. Watanuki spun around, just as the girl, at the same moment a tall man with little round glasses on his nose and a smiling face, he made his entrance.
- you're training? There is no need, you're good enough, Himi. The girl did not answer, merely bow their heads, leaving the bangs covering his face and his glasses went down a bit 'for the sudden movement. The man came up with to make thoughtful. - I asked for something in particular?
- Yes ... "she murmured. - will happen in a long time. He said the man, placing his hand on his shoulder, his eyes still fixed on the cards. - You've become very good ... - added then, with a friendly tone of voice.
- Do not ... do not want her to go away! exclaimed the girl, raising her head as abruptly as he had lowered. The bright eyes were so pained expression that Watanuki felt bad for her, and her fists were so close to tremble slightly. - I'll go, but not now. I'll teach you everything there is to know about magic, and you will become a powerful witch ... and then you will not need me.
- I'll always need her! - Protested vehemently, his eyes now clouded with tears. - How can I live without my maker? I thought ... I thought you would been here! - I assure you that you will get by very well without me, Himi. You have just begun and already you are powerful ... and I'm sure you will find someone even more important than me, to be protected and loved. The girl broke free from the power of the magician, and ran to the door, sometimes for only a moment to whisper,
- There will be nobody more important ... and then left, running down the stairs. His footsteps echoed from inside the room, collecting the cards and the magician sighed. - You must learn to accept the future, baby. How many times can we watch a movie, will never change ... so its final that is the fate ...
The room suddenly whirl around Watanuki, he felt a slight feeling of nausea. He did not know where he was, nor what was happening, but felt he had to leave. It was not fair to be there.
Suddenly it seemed that reality is stable, and found himself in the middle of a road. The rain fell thick, yet it was wet ... she looked a bit 'round, and could see only two people who, like him, it sat in the rain.
- So is tomorrow? - Yes - And then ... then I do not see each other again?
The girl who asked the question looked at the incredibly just before, yet at the same time was different. The loose hair were scattered on her dress, stuck to it because of rain, and his look was more determined ... maybe. Decided. Watanuki could not tell exactly what emotions hid his eyes, yet there was a maturity and a confidence in herself that the girl had first seen, and that seemed to emanate from her every word, every gesture.
- I do not know, Himi. Maybe, depends on fate. - Destiny ... is not necessarily completely written. I want to see you. I want to be with you. I love you, Clow. He smiled sadly, then embraced her.
- I love you too, baby. But why should I let you go ... you will have a role to play, and your own life to live. The mine will end in a few years, I can not bind you to me. - even if I were to want it? - No, not even in this case. I'm sorry. Clow broke the hug, and walked a few steps. - I do not deserve even one last kiss? asked the girl, who seemed to firmly hold the tears. - would only make things more difficult. This is goodbye, you know it? But I want you ... one last gift - a hand stretched out, taking off his glasses - is no longer necessary to take them. You're a beautiful girl, and you will become a beautiful woman. - I do not understand ... ...
- So far he has always lived your life as a high school student, but it's time for you to grow. I will make you look a little more mature, and give you a new life, a new role in the world. From now on, your name will be ... But Watanuki never knew what name would be known Himi, because the feeling of nausea overcame him, and his head turned back. He bent to the ground, praying for it to end soon, and there remained kneeling for a time seemed almost endless. Until they appeared elsewhere.
A huge atrium, with many closed doors and on each one of them a watch. With dismay, he noticed that all the clocks were striking thirteen different time.
He tried to open one, but found it locked. Just as the next, the next and the next. Cursing himself and when he picked up that book, whatever it was, he looked around again, noticing that a door was just ajar, and the opening came a faint white light.
He went quickly, as if he feared it could close by itself at any moment, but when she opened it, I nearly fainted with emotion.
before him were two people, a man and a woman with a baby in her arms.
- MAMMA! DAD! screamed in vain hope that they could hear him. Which of course did not happen: the two continued to talk to each other cheerfully, cradling the child as the most important thing in the world. And, of course, for them it was.
Watanuki felt covering his eyes with tears, as she watched her parents take care of him still small. When they were still alive ...
- Mommy ... Daddy ... why do not you hear me? asked again, feeling a fool. He must be an illusion ... they could not be certain of the spirits, otherwise they could not have him in her arms. Watanuki wanted to get closer, but a mysterious force pushed him away, throwing him over the threshold, and Polta closed abruptly.
- NO! - He shouted, getting up and trying to reopen it, - No, I want to see them again! Let me in! Let me in! continued to beat his fists on the door, to get hurt, when he noticed another door, right next to him, he was opening. A door that had not remembered seeing, and that seemed to call it.
- Hey ...
- Do not call me Hey!
Watanuki frowned, wiping her tears with his sleeve. The voices were coming from that room ... and its Domek?
crept up and opened the door.
was one of those times going home together?
No, not one of many.
was when, just days before, had given his eye in exchange for that of Domek.
Ironic. He, who always said not to pay the other ... he had never shown to enjoy his company, nor had ever treated him kindly, he almost felt obliged to take such action. At the time, everything seemed very logical, but from the outside that situation seemed absurd. It forced him to ask "Why did you do? What is the real reason why you could not see Domek sick? "
He buried those thoughts, trying to avoid the answers, and focused only on the scene. Probably those rooms showed the past ... had to be so, otherwise it would not make sense: first his parents, now ... Domek
- What have you done? Next, speak! I bet you did something to melt the thread, right? Watanuki
The scene was being debated, while Domek pushed him against the wall.
- NO! Stop it!
seemed really determined not to let his friend know the truth.
really believed that he would never find out? What a fool I was to tell him to call ... He saw Domek Yuko, then sit and wait. Now that I reflected, was the first time I saw him lose control, and seemed very concerned about him. And angry, too.
- call me at this hour in the morning ... I warn you that the price goes up ...
announced Yuko, venal as usual. Watanuki was chuckling to himself, imagining what answer he could give Domek. Knowing him, he would be able to tell him to forget about who would pay the extra ... but the answer I got hit Watanuki much to hurt him, like a punch straight to the stomach.
- I'll give you anything ... but I will fix the eye of Watanuki was before!
The boy could not believe his ears. Anything? Because he felt his heart speed up to those words? And in the end, he had not done the same thing? He had paid a high price to help Domek?
Why then the words hit the boy so much, made him feel that way, he knew that not even describe it?
She saw him there to talk to Yuko, with that serious and thoughtful, and he could not take my eyes off her. He felt somewhat flattered by the attention, and guilty about the concerns that gave him. In fact, it was always Domek that flocked to his aid ... nothing different from what he had done and asked him to call Yuko, then. He had never thought a lot about this. Domek
Why bother so much to him?
- Are you angry?
- This does not concern you ...
- Are you angry with Watanuki, right? It is right that it is you ... who sacrifices himself to help us, do not understand how it can make us suffer ... let alone when it comes to a loved one ...
In another occasion, it was very angry for the next words, but this time not even say that he felt Yuko Watanuki still did not understand how things work.
echoed in his mind only the phrase "if it is a loved one ...
a loved one. That was him, Domek? Domek
And what was it for him? He heard a vice
shake the chest. He had not never realized, yet Domek was more important than it would admit.
Yet he could not give a name to that feeling.
Affection? Friendship?
Love? Himawari
And then?
was filled with confusion. She was always so, with that damn Domek. Did not understand anything, irritated him and made him nervous for no reason beyond belief.
And if those were not only signs of antipathy?
leans against the door frame is still open, and looked Yuko who went without actually seeing it. Domek was still sitting there, looking serious and surly.
was almost tempted to approach, he did not even know why - after all were only memories, was not real, was not there - but something prevented him from moving.
A hand grabbed him, and now Watanuki felt the heat radiating from the wrist for the whole arm.
- Hey. He called it a voice all too well known. Watanuki spun around and was so grateful Domek of being there, in front, which could not even complain about the way in which it was called. - What are you doing here bewildered? You want to stay here forever? Watanuki shook his head, and slowly recovered.
- Where are we? What are you doing here?
- We are in the book, and I'm here because the witch asked me to come and retrieve. Now, if you do not mind, I'd go myself.
salirgli Watanuki felt the usual irritation to the brain.
- And how, pray? Did you notice that here there are no doors?
Domek grinned.
- a hand there. And we're leaning ...
- THIS?! You really want to go from here?
- We have come through here. Let's go or not? Watanuki
snorted, Domek and took his hand, dragging their memories. A bit 'at the time the image fades, and the two found themselves in the room where he had started it all.
Watanuki suddenly realized that Domek's still holding his hand, and drew back as if he had just burned, but had not noticed to be flushed.
In front of them, Yuko stood with his arms crossed and smiling expression.
He leaned on the book, and collected from the ground, that action did not escape that Watanuki immediately asked
- What is that book? And because nothing happens to you? Yuko
chuckled.
- This is the book of memory, and shows the memory of those who have touched before. Nothing happens because I use these gloves with a magical protection, to take it ... Did you see something interesting, do you? Watanuki
blushed again.
- NO! WHAT WE WANT IS interesting in there?!
- And do not scream ...
muttered Domek, their ears as usual.
- Anyway ... at some point I found myself in a room full of doors ... but that was a memory?
- No. That is where the book preserves the memories that treats those who touch it. Obviously, your desire to leave was strong enough to escape the view of those memories, but not enough to make you go back. That was a problem because normally those who look back souvenirs once the book has finished show, but you you're lost, and without Domek would never come back here. Yeah ...
Domek.
had seen enough on him. Should have plenty to think about. So, those memories were created when he joined in contact with the book to get there. But as he did ... if
- How did you get here, if you can not enter the store? - Turned Domek, curiously. - You said it yourself, right? - Can I come in here if they are to take him inside. Just like when you brought her up because you were passed out ... instead of
Yuko said Domek. Watanuki nodded in understanding.
- And a headset? There are no more?
- everything is already solved. I had to come myself to recover, and I found you here, with book in hand. Aaaah, that impressive sight ... - melodramatically said, placing a hand on my forehead - I'm afraid that this is going to cost you ... um ... a couple of dinners, I think.
- BUT BOTH kitchen always do it anyway!
Domek covered his ears, then turned to two. - Well, if there is no need for me here, I would have to be done. - Sure, you can go. And thanks! Yuko Watanuki
pushed toward him.
- Why not go with him? After you have saved from that terrible evil ... LIBRACCIO
Watanuki turned sharply towards her with clenched fists angry expression.
- And why should I come with me? Not know the way, perhaps? - Um ... consider it payment for making me lose precious time. Him until the temple. Watanuki sighed, but eventually went without protest too much. But after a few steps he stopped, and then turn around.
- Yuko?
asked. - Yes? - In your opinion ... who could be the girl I saw in that book? His name was ... Himi
Yuko smiled, shrugging.
- Who knows. Perhaps the previous owner, one who gave it to me in exchange for his desire. Watanuki
nodded, replying: - Yes, it will. Then he reached Domek, almost immediately finding a reason to squabble. Seeing them together
away, Yuko smiled.
- Did you know that it would take that book? asked Mokona, approaching. - It was inevitable that she would.
replied enigmatically with Yuko.
- Although it has seen your past? You could avoid it, if I could. And even those headphones you need, you have the hidden to believe that you have used ... Watanuki
Yuko nodded.
- You're right, but you see ... Watanuki had a lesson to learn. The feelings are hard to understand, especially their own, and I wanted to give him a hand. I'm sure that now begin to see things more clearly ...
The next day, Watanuki came early to the shop of Yuko. The girl, pretending to be puzzled, asked:
- But today I had a picnic with Himawari?
The boy blushed slightly, and passed his hand behind his neck.
- Er, yes, in theory ... but I ... ...
terminated - notice? Why?
- Because I realized that maybe is not the right person for me, and I want to take some time to think about it.
Yuko smiled, and went to celebrate with a bottle of liquor and a pair of glasses.
After all, it was always a good time to drink, and that was a special occasion: Watanuki finally beginning to understand more about himself.
Yuko And he knew that the feelings that he was slowly getting to know not only would have been a platonic level.
NOTES author
1 - The history of Yuko. I do not know exactly what happened to the girl before the manga, so I tried to imagine, and I found it plausible that it may have been created by Clow as Yue in Card Captor Sakura or Nakuru. I changed the name because the same at the beginning of the manga Yuko Yuko says that is not his real name ... I chose Himi (日 美) as opposed to Yuko (夕子): the first means "beauty of the sun" ( or "day"), the second "girl of the evening."
2 - In memories of Domek, the phrases in italics are copied verbatim from the manga.
3 - In the first draft, the book of memory was sent by Syaoran & co. A Yuko, but since the number 14 Tsubasa we learn that the book picks up Syaoran is nothing but a copy, I thought it was possible that he had a Yuko, received in payment for some customers. So the book is not the original.
4 - To the extent that Domek Watanuki realizes that he is not completely indifferent, I'm afraid that I was swayed by "Dreams and Realities
", a beautiful fan fiction that I am translating into Italian.
5 - The title. It is a time when I really have no fancy titles, forgive the lack of originality ...
Friday, September 26, 2008
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Pump and 50 sentences for 50 prompt
Fifty prompt for fifty sentences , an initiative led by the Italian community 1frase .
Fandom: Harry Potter
Torque: Ginevra Weasley and Draco Malfoy
set of themes:
Alpha Rating: PG-13
A bed was made to welcome the soul of two people , Draco just could not understand why it was for him that night in the couch.
Fifty prompt for fifty sentences , an initiative led by the Italian community
1frase . Fandom: Harry Potter
Torque: Ginevra Weasley and Draco Malfoy
set of themes:
Alpha Rating: PG-13
A bed was made to welcome the soul of two people , Draco just could not understand why it was for him that night in the couch.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Indian Sari Blouse Patterns
Ginny Weasley and pages of Desires 2 /?
Title: Ginny Weasley and related Wishlist
Characters: Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy
Rating: Yellow
Genre: Comedy
Type: History in Chapters
Summary: A mangy feathers and writing paper yellowed.
a birthday present a little taste, you say. But sometimes appearances are deceiving, I add.
Notes: registration required.
Title: Ginny Weasley and related Wishlist
Characters: Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy
Rating: Yellow
Genre: Comedy
Type: History in Chapters
Summary: A mangy feathers and writing paper yellowed.
a birthday present a little taste, you say. But sometimes appearances are deceiving, I add.
Notes: registration required.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
What Store Can U Buy Kickpads From
Reminiscences [xxxholic]
And because of my new passion for xxxholic, here I am with a
Half Table
be filled with stories of his protagonist, Kimihiro Watanuki.
The stories change from slash to het (and maybe Jan) as the case ^ ^
01.
Goodbye.
02.
Ricordi.
03.
Hope.
04.
Beauty.
05.
Photography.
06.
Cat.
07.
Cane.
08.
Music.
09.
Fireworks.
10.
Chocolate.
11.
Charter.
12.
Fear.
13.
Sun
14.
Blood.
15.
Doll.
16. Ali.
17.
cushion.
18.
Candela.
And because of my new passion for xxxholic, here I am with a
Half Table
be filled with stories of his protagonist, Kimihiro Watanuki.
The stories change from slash to het (and maybe Jan) as the case ^ ^
01.
Goodbye.
02.
Ricordi.
03.
Hope.
04.
Beauty.
05.
Photography.
06.
Cat.
07.
Cane.
08.
Music.
09.
Fireworks.
10.
Chocolate.
11.
Charter.
12.
Fear.
13.
Sun
14.
Blood.
15.
Doll.
16. Ali.
17.
cushion.
18.
| 19. | Dolce. | 20. | Amaro. | 21. | Leather. | 22. | Ice. | 23. | |
| 24. | Nightmare. | 25. | Awakening. | 26. | Meeting. | 27. | vertigo. | ||
| Tears. | 29. | Hold. | 30. | Noia. | 31. | Happiness. | 32. pain. | ||
| Solitude. | 34. | Silence. | 35. | bell. | 36. | Hidden. | 37. | Jealousy. | |
| Node. | 39. Hot | . | 40. | Cool. | 41. | time. | 42. | Kiss. 43. | |
| 44. | Desire. | 45. | Illusion. | 46. | Mirror. | 47. Latte. | 48. | Coffee. | |
| Power. | 50. | Road. |