You come to me with scars on your wrist
You tell me this will be the last night feeling like this
I just came to say goodbye
I didn't want you to see me cry, I'm fine
But I know it's a lie
This is the last night you'll spend alone
Look me in the eyes so I know you know
I'm everywhere you want me to be
The last night you'll spend alone
I'll wrap you in my arms and I won't let go
I'm everything you need me to be
Your parents say everything is your fault
But they don't know you like I know you
They don't know you at all
I'm so sick of when they say
It's just a phase, you'll be o.k. you're fine
But I know it's a lie
This is the last night you'll spend alone
Look me in the eyes so I know you know
I'm everywhere you want me to be
The last night you'll spend alone
I'll wrap you in my arms and I won't let go
I'm everything you need me to be
The last night away from me
The night is so long when everything's wrong
If you give me your hand
I will help you hold on
Tonight, tonight
This is the last night you'll spend alone
Look me in the eyes so I know you know
I'm everywhere you want me to be
The last night you'll spend alone
I'll wrap you in my arms and I won't let go
I'm everything you need me to be
I won't let you say goodbye
And I'll be your reason why
The last night away from me
Away from me
Only God knows what i'm writing. seriously i dont know. it just pops up and then my fingers started dancing across the keyboard.. -_- Would you love someone who would rather eat shit than talk to you? Would you love someone who would rather torture himself to death than to see you? Would you love someone who would rather sleep with someone else than with you? Well, despite everything, I was drawn in. I believe I’ve fallen for the most arrogant, most ruthless and most inhumane man alive. This relationship had its share of ups but there were obviously downs as well. So to me, this was one of the greatest things that ever happened to me (in this lifetime). I think I’ve learnt to be stronger. As for him…I don’t think Nakago would torment and hurt my feelings. X.X.X.X.X.X. Yui sighed and groaned before she pushed against the wooden table. She exhaled sharply before working her tensed muscles to carry her to the bedroom window. Curtain billowed gently in the soft wind as Yui shakily made her way. Her bangs swayed in the wind as she smiled a tiny smile to herself. Now, she was more than satisfied. A straight seven hours of non-stop studying sure had sapped all of her energy and just feeling a gentle breeze across her face, refreshed her entirely. “This is life,” she noted as she closed her eyes, immersing herself into the serenity of nature. When she decided to open her eyes, her light blue eyes unconsciously snuck a sidelong glance of a photo frame that stood in all of its glory. Suddenly, her heart started pounding threatening to hammer its way out of her ribs. She had to regain composure. She can’t be strong if a single picture could sway and take out all of her fight. Picking up the frame, she stared coolly. Nakago…She gritted her teeth and put the picture down gently but firmly. Even after his death which was about ten years ago, he still managed to cause her head to ache uncontrollably. He still managed to torment her with his handsome, flawless face and melted golden hair. He was a beast of divine beauty and he still managed to get a grip on her even after he was dead. Yui shook her head furiously. She refused to be the small child that he had easily manipulated and toyed with. She is an independent, grown up woman. Before she knew it, precious crystal-like tears slid of her face, wetting her shirt. She may have loved him but she no longer did. She had Tetsuya now…but who was she kidding? She still love him…and it shall remain as a fact forever. Yui wiped her tears after allowing them to flow freely for awhile. She threw her blond hair behind and started to get something to snack on before she died of hunger. Despite how much she loves Tetsuya, she still failed to accept his proposal to marry him. This was only because a part of her stubbornly refused to give up on Nakago. Yui smacked her forehead before she returned to her emotional state. She seriously did not have time to entertain her feelings. After all, being a doctor made a lot of lives depending on her. She so could not entertain her feelings if she wanted to be a good doctor to her patients.
I thought the previous fanfic sucks a lot...ahaha! So scratch that one out of your mind...I'll be starting a new one...XDX.X.X.X.X.X.He stood in the dark foyer of his humble home. His flaming auburn spiky hair glowed in the dark. Hair that had streaks of black and gold resembled his head to be a fiery eagle. His slightly tan skin radiated confidence and arrogance. Dark emerald orbs pierced into the souls of his guests and showed unimaginable intelligence and cunningness.
The previous meeting with a certain guest created opportunities to revive buried emotions that had long died.
Sauntering with feline grace, he placed a long fingered hand on the banister of the grand staircase. Presenting himself confidently, he nodded his guest to be at ease.
“How do you do?” he asked slyly at his guest who narrowed her eyes. Clearing his throat quietly, he continued, “To what do I owe for this honorable meeting? Seriously, you hardly visit me. I wonder why.”
“Cut the act Giov,” she hissed at him and he looked at her unfazed, “Fine, since you want to play dumb with me, I’ll go straight to the point. Why are you not returning?”
Giovanni let out a quiet and short bitter laugh. “Dear mother, I honestly didn’t know you cared.”
“Giov, don’t pretend that I have never cared about you!” she snarled at him.
“Is that so?” he interrupted her with visible struggle to control his exploding volatile temper, “Without being a clan member, I can grow beyond what I am now. Being a clan member only forces me to limit my potential of being a greater superpower! For god’s sake mother, people fear me because I’m something else and not because I’m part of some goody-two-shoes clan!”
“Listen to me, you’ll return,” she threatened him. This left no room for arguments. She turned bout her heel and left.
Turning away feeling ashamed, he strolled towards a window. Angling himself slightly, half of his body melted into the darkening firmament. Bright innocent light reflected off his misty green eyes as he stared into the endless garden. “Why must I return?” he thought bitterly, “Why doesn’t she understand that I resided here to escape that?” Growling softly, he winced and made his decision. He would return and fulfill his mother’s last wish.
Picking his heavy leather coat, he marched into the snow covered ground. Glancing back, he prayed hard that he would see his home when he returned alive. Traveling into the snowstorm did not alter his determination to meet his mother. Yes, he would do anything his mother would wish of him that was his promise to her.
X.X.X.X.X.
Self-welcoming himself into the simple home of his mother, Giovanni dropped his coat uncharacteristically on an armchair. Settling himself into a loveseat, he looked at his mother, devoid of any emotion.
“Giov, why are you here at this hour?” she asked him as she poured his black warm coffee, “Surely there must be something you want to discuss…”
Sipping his coffee and allowing the warmth radiated from the fireplace to warm him a little. “I have decided Mother,” he concluded as he faced his mother’s passive face, “I will return because you wish for it.” The words ‘because you wish for it’ sung into her ears as Angela froze in shock. Her son had faithfully kept to the promise he vowed four years ago. Dark misty emerald eyes met clear azure eyes. Tearing his eyes away, Giovanni got up and walked out the door and into the heartless snowstorm.
“Giov, it’s okay if you don’t wish to go,” Angela placed a hand on her seventeen years old son who stopped in his tracks momentarily. She realized too late. Returning there meant that her only child had to face hurtful memories and experience prejudice and this was price to pay for the promise.
“One wish or favour was what I promised you, mother,” Giovanni murmured as he hugged his mother tightly, absorbing whatever warmth she could give, “You wish for it and I shall grant.” With that message sent, he released her and disappeared into the darkness.
X.X.X.X.X.
Returning home, Giovanni changed his attire into a more appropriate attire. Putting on a pair of black leather jeans and a white shirt, Giovanni made his way before the mirror. Restyling his hair, he ruffled and made it looked like an unkempt spiky hair. After that was done which took a considerably long time, he made his walked down the empty corridors of his home to a room just for footwear. Choosing, picking and soon he wore his most heaviest black boots.
Walking along the relatively calm corridor, Giovanni stopped by the last room. The room that held all the items that could trigger those tragic, heartless, hateful memories. Letting out an angry sigh, he fixed the chains very carefully and creatively. The long and heavy chains snaked up his entire length without being an obstruction to his path. He turned and faced another mirror.
Looking into the mirror, he smiled grimly to himself. Noticing that he looked exactly the same, made him wince audibly. It just showed even if he had worry himself silly, his charming face would not have been grazed by aged lines. “I guess this is a trip down memory lane and into that world,” he grimaced and picked his supplies after throwing his coat over his broad shoulders, “I guess this is it.”
If only he knew this was the last time he would be walking out his house…If only he knew this was going to be the last time he saw his house…If only he knew what awaited him in that world…If only he knew, he might have gone against his promise but Giovanni was a man of his words. That was going to be the biggest mistake of his life…or not.
Dressed in an all black outfit and carrying a sling bag, Odvershakr found himself looking around like a lost lamb. Surely even a child could tell that this was an absolutely different place from a bedroom. He carried on walking aimlessly, he found himself staring in awe at two gigantic doors that seemed to touch the sky. Deciding that knocking was a no-no, he thought he was ‘Jack’ in ‘Jack and the Beanstalk’. Sure it looked like it but Odvershakr did not recall having climbed a tall, never-ending beanstalk. “Let’s see if I shout and they hear me,” Odvershakr thought and shouted with all his might, “Hello!” As if that was the magic word, the doors swung open. “Seems to work pretty well,” he smiled as he walked through only to be stopped by two men.
“What is your purpose stranger?” one of the men questioned and Odvershakr realized he had to speak Japanese. Thanking his mother, wherever she is for insisting him to learn Japanese.
“Er, I er, am here to see the Hokage...?” Odvershakr kept his face calm even though he was sweating like mad mentally. Now just where did the idea of ‘hokage’ came from? Smiling sheepishly, he thanked Naruto again.
“Come this way then...” It was not a polite suggestion but a very rude command. Frowning, Odvershakr followed since it was better being ‘escorted’ than being lost. He kept walking until he came face to face with an old man.
“Urgh, I thought it would be Tsunade I would face...” Odvershakr murmured under his breath and immediately he was shoved further into the room. So much for Naruto series, he thought sourly.
“You wanted to see me young man?” the old man spoke with a light touch of humor.
Hmm, he looks damn familiar. Odvershakr thought and realized it was the third hokage- Sarutobi. Die faster old man! I wanna see Tsunade! He grinned manically and the hokage raised a tired eyebrow at him. Dropping his sling bag, he slid into the seat opposite the old man. “I’m known as Serpentine Asreil Iori Odvershakr,” Odvershakr stretched his hand and shook the old man’s, “I er, want to return home.” He could not believe he just blurted and gave away his identity. Slapping himself mentally, he could only sigh.
“Ser-” the third began only to be interrupted.
“Iori or Odvershakr is fine.”
“-Iori, you’re telling me you’re from another world?”
“Yes sir. I just so happened to have fallen into the abyss and appeared here.” If he could even call that purple light an abyss. Maybe the word darkness sounded cooler.
“Iori, I’m afraid I am unable to send you back. Maybe you could send some time here, adapt and hopefully be a ninja.”
“No way! I can’t remain here! I’ve got my PSLE to take!”
“There is nothing I can do right now to send you home. Why don’t you try to be a ninja while I find a way to send you home?”
Hanging his head dejectedly, Odvershakr realized he had no choice but to wait. Wait for how long, he wasn’t sure. Trying to be what you aren’t seemed impossible but for Iori Odvershakr, every challenge brought him to life. Carrying his Adidas bag, he excused himself and walked aimlessly around Konoha until he came across a river.
Black heavy-looking boots, black leather jeans with snaked chains and a black tight shirt that seemed to showcase a set of hard muscles started forming in the water. Wearing a black coat and a diamond spiked black watch matched the entire outfit. The outfit was a complete contrast to the golden tan skin that radiated confidence. Auburn spiky hair that was flecked with black seemed to top the entire figure. Dark misty emerald eyes seemed to stare back at Odvershakr who sat by the port sadly and quietly.
“Oh stop staring at me, reflection!” Odvershakr growled in frustration as he slammed a pebble into the water to distort his reflection, “I’m only twelve and I’m undergoing depression! Damn it!” He pulled his hair in frustration as he tried to cool himself. “I’m a genius, I can do this! I’m not scared of anything!” he chanted and failed, “Oh God, I’m damn scared. No, if Naruto can do it, so can I...only better of course!” With that, he picked himself up and dashed to Konoha Academy.
I think the previous entry sucks so I’m trying to make a better starting.
The majestic sun had already risen above the horizon, sending its rays penetrating into the homes of animals and humans alike. Snuggling deeper into his soft pillow, Odvershakr twisted among his blankets. “Ah, what a pleasant sleep!” he smiled as he opened his bedroom window to smell the freshness of the air, “A delightful day I shall have!”
Swinging uncharacteristically out of bed, he stretched and sprinted down the stairs only to find an empty living room. “What the...?” he scratched his head as he stifled a yawn and began searching for a letter of explanation, “Surely mom would have left a letter behind...” He rummaged through the sofas and magazines only to find the letter tucked securely below the telephone. Gripping and tearing the letter apart, he scanned the relatively short message. “So she’s left me alone in this terrace...” he murmured as he shoved the letter in his back pocket and fetched a carton of milk from the fridge.
As he posed in the kitchen drinking his milk quietly, he glanced around and a certain object caught his eye. “What the hack is a forehead protector doing here?” he thought as he scoped the headband and scrutinized it carefully, “This forehead is very familiar. Think Odvershakr. Where have you seen it?” He closed his eyes tightly trying to remember the exact place he had seen it. Thinking and thinking it, he opened his eyes. “This headband! I remember now...Naruto wears something like this! Surely mom can’t be a ninja, can she?” he mused as he put it back down and mysteriously, it disappeared, “Where the shit is it now? Oh no. Mom is sure to kill me if she knows I misplaced something as valuable as that! She must have bought it from a fair...Oh, I’m so dead now...”
Hanging his head in shame, he trudged into the bathroom to freshen up. Water slid off his well-built body as he stood under the shower. “A dream of being a ninja...Now a missing forehead protector...” he sighed as he closed his eyes to continue messaging his head with shampoo, “How bad can my day be? So many mysteries happening...The last thing I need is to be whisked away into Naruto’s world!” He laughed as he cleaned himself and came out dripping wet. As soon as he was done wearing his dry uniform, he ruffled his hair dry. Reaching for a comb to smoothen out his unkempt hair, a dark purple light engulfed him and as he wished for, he was whisked away to Naruto’s world!
"Urgh, can't stop bleeding can you?" he growled under his breath as he leaned heavily against a tree. Swearing a string of colourful words, he gritted his teeth together and applied a killing pressure on the wound. A breathless yelped escaped his dry lips and he removed his blood stained palm. “Finally...” he whispered hoarsely, taking out a kunai to slash the tree, “there...A reminder never to be injured on the thigh again.” He dashed fearing that someone would humiliate him.
“So he has been running around under our nose,” two shadowed figures shared a smile as they continued to spy, “Experiment 099- Odvershakr, we have found you.” They
disappeared into the shadows to return back to their headquarters.
“What?!” he exclaimed and banged his fist on the wooden table, “Experiment 099 is still within compound...?”
“He wouldn’t be if you spend time shouting, Thlion,” a purr came from the far wall, “As I have witnessed, he’s leaving the compound in a matter of 2 days.”
“Silence, Jarkolf!” the boss cried and immediately the entire room went silent, “Jarkolf, you will be in charge of capturing him again. General Gezzled, deploy the troops at once!” The men filled out the room orderly in spite of the urgent matter. Walking slowly to a full length mirror, Thlion stared into his own reflection. “Soon...Very soon Experiment 099, you’ll return to me. Be the good son once again...”
After what seemed like hours, Thlion sat in his own chair rubbing his temples gently. “What’s the matter, Father?” a voice so silky murmured into his ear and Thlion instantly tensed, “Why sent a full army against me when you knew I would return to you once more?” A long-fingered hand ran gently through Thlion’s straight, long raven hair. “You see father, I brought you a present,” the voice continued to drawl, “Or maybe not a present but presents! I always knew you love surprises...”
“Exp-, no Odvershakr,” Thlion commanded in his dry voice, “What nonsense are you up to?”
Misty dark emerald eyes met burning hazel brown eyes. “Look outside,” Odvershakr purred as a sly smirk played on his lips, “I wanted to wrap it but I guess, it made no difference. Since you gave me the power to be a clone, stronger and faster than an average person...I thought I’ll give you something in return.”
Horror struck Thlion like never before. His entire compound, empire was devoured by flames. “What...why?” Thlion croaked slowly as he watched an evil glint sparkle behind those emeralds.
“Why? I don’t like the idea of being controlled,” Odvershakr replied simply as he pushed Thlion nearer to the window, “You see, I was out strolling when a man from your boot camp shot me in my thigh. So I decided that ‘one for all, all for one’. He made me mad, so I’ll vent my anger on this entire cliff. Pity, your cliff seemed to be made of sand. One snap of my finger a part of it drops.” As he said it, Odvershakr snapped his fingers and rocks started tumbling into the sea. Thlion turned and stared as a wicked smile appeared. A smile so wicked, it would probably give any child a month of nightmares or worse a lifetime of trauma. “Ta-ta, dear father...join your fellow comrades in the inferno,” Odvershakr whispered and he forced tears to drip down the sides of his face, “Thank you for everything father. For sealing a demon in me. For making me a clone...Thank you so much you, heartless bastard.” A light push and Thlion fell only to be swallowed into the inferno.
Without a family, having killed his father, Odvershakr cast a jutsu on himself to appear as a young boy of four. Walking and roaming aimlessly for years, Odvershakr realized that the more he killed, the more powerful he became but he knew that he had to learn the basics to expand his potentials and limits. After all, from the day he officially became an orphan, he had became a ninja that only knew to kill.
He carried the illusion of a four year old boy until he arrived before two giant doors. Sighing tiredly, he fixed himself physically. He transformed his entire human body to take a twelve year old body but his mind continues as an adult. Feeling satisfied with his jutsu, Odvershakr renamed himself as Iori Asreil Odvershakr; in short, Iori Odvershakr.
Ah Shahirah...This is especially for you...Pretty random.X.X.X.X.X.
What is this feeling? I am not seeing anything though my eyes are open.
What is happening? I cannot feel, but my hands are touching.
Why? What is darkness trying to tell me?
“Damn it!”
I hear someone scream in pain. A voice so familiar yet so foreign. Who? ‘Urgh, this pain…Why? How? I’m bleeding…’
“F*** you Gabriel! F*** you!”
Who is ‘Gabriel’? What is happening out there? I want to know! Let me see and know! ‘Damn this pain to the abyss…why can’t I be allowed to see?’
“Odervershank…brother, you’ve lost…”
Was there a fight? Gabriel is a brother to whom? Why does the name ‘Gabriel’ sing some familiarity to me?
I pound and scream in distress as I tried all the different ways of getting out. How can they imprison me? What wrong have I done? Even as I scream and kick and punch, all my attempts were futile. Just where am I? I need to help ease the fight!
“Gabriel, f*** off! How dare you call me your brother?!”
Why can’t this silly idiot see that his brother wants to help him? Please, oh merciful darkness, help me out of this nonsense! Let me solve their dispute!
As if god heard me, I was suddenly teleported elsewhere.
Squeezing and slowly opening my eyes, I turned my head around. The pain that shot through my body when I lifted my head was extremely unbearable.
Why does my body hurt? Why am I having breathing difficulties?
Pushing myself off the ground, I realized how the land before me looked. So much craters of all sizes and depths. It was as if all the natural disaster occurred here. Looking down to survey myself…The unspeakable horror that clouded me. It was as if a heavy weight had fallen upon my two shoulders.
Why am I bleeding? What happened? Why are there so many dead bodies? Who are they? So many questions without an answer.
“Brother, let me tell you something…” this brown haired man came. Reaching out his hands, he pulled back as if it was a wrong thing to do.
“You…? Who are you?” I stammered. All the pain to work my lungs and dry lips to speak those words. I could already feel my lungs wheezing as if a balloon was deflating fast.
“Brother…Odervershank, I’m your brother…” he looked at me with those soft blue eyes.
Was that pity in those eyes? I…I honestly do not need his pity…My brother…? Do I even have one? Have I lost my identity?
I pulled and threw myself against a very weakened but firm tree. I could have sworn I probably broke a few of my brittle bones. I leaned heavily as if my entire being rested on how long I could lean on that tree. “Who are you? Who am I?” I practically shouted but all that came out was a breathless whisper.
“I’m Gabriel your younger brother. You’re Odervershank, mother’s first child,” he spoke after a while and took a step closer to me. We were less than a meter away.
Why is everyone looking away? Are they somehow…No! I do not need their pity. Be it as it may that I’m dying but I’ll definitely kill someone!
He continued to walk to me, tears glistening in those azure eyes.
I was wrong. It isn’t pity but sadness. The kind of sadness that you experience when you lost someone.
“Brother please…” he cried and those precious tears slid down the sides of his porcelain face, “This war…it’s pointless! Please call back the forces. Mother had long died…She died before we declared war!”
Then it hit me like…It somehow shut down my entire nervous system. All this trapped memories resurfaced, swimming and slamming into my skull.
“Argh! So much pain…!” I yelled hoarsely as I clutched my head in pain.
That is true…I am Le Chevalier de Sorcière Légendaire, the Legendary Sorceress Knight. I serve my queen; Queen Gastrania. My mother is my queen. Yes, Gabriel…I remember now. Gabriel the bloody bastard who turned around and stab his mother. Yes, that cruel bastard…That heartless traitor.
Letting go of my head slowly, I looked up and gave him a twisted grin. “Yes, I remember you now, bastard.” I took a step forward and away from that life-depending tree. Picking and swinging my sword, I slashed myself. Startled gasp escaped so many mouths. I smiled. Patting his shoulder, I looked into the eyes of my brother. Azure eyes met emerald eyes. “You grew up right, lil brother,” I smiled and ruffled his hair, “Just…just like…how it used to…” I collapsed. Heavy eyelids fluttered to a close as I drifted and slipped into total emptiness.
I was back where I started. In this endless abyss. I guess this is where I trully belong…No, I’m moving on. As I was pulled through this abyss, memories of my life pasted the darkening walls…So much regret, so much pain. Endless sacrifices in the name of love. The love I have for my mother…yes, the pain, the price and sacrifices…I’ll suffer them all.
ME
Same shit, different day...So sian.
So very bored. Always bored.
Hopes and goals
Never ever taste defeat, I guess?
Reduce the chances of failing miserably...
Hates
Be a burden
Boring stuff, and sitting still
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