This is a story of mine, which I've written as a homework in form eight. I can't be prosecuted for possible mistakes. (Like in this introduction. I'm sure I've made mistakes.) Read thi crazy stuff and be happy!!! xDDDDD
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You know, people say you can't be happy with a love that doesn't get returned. I say, you can.
I know he'd never love me back, there are a couple of reasons why I know that, but most of all...
Author's note: Hello! This is my first attempt on a Malice Mizer story. Sorry for the reason that it's in English, but I'll start writting it in German (extra) if you want (because my German writting is not perfect, it will take time).
Title: Kaltes Herz
Author: Noemi Tenshi
Timeframe: After... JA 7...
Genre: Angst
Warnings: Death
Summary: Err- someone is going to kill someone else...
Part: 1/1
Disclaimer: Only the idea is mine.
ich sag ja, es ist seltsam...aber egal XD schreibt mir trotzdem n kommi >.< xD
"Nachtwandler"
Die Nacht. Die Dunkelheit. Schwärze.
Schwärze? Ich fühle sie nicht.
Der Tag ist für mich das einzige Licht. Wenn Tag ist, so bin ich blind.
"He didn’t even know, how he made it to this point now, sitting in the waiting room with some friends of his and a crying Sakura next to him."...Bitte keine Angst vorm englisch haben.
Lucius Malfoy is dead, Draco killed him but he is innocent and guilty all the same. Harry wants to understand and they make a deal. Oneshot
!!English!!
And so the children were playing with fire.
The manor was ablaze. A very private, very expensive manor, at that. Those humans did it, he just knew it. He was no one else but Edward Maximillian Bellafonte Esquire, the eldest and most powerful of his family.
A Demon's Dreams
My holy being...
More beautiful than any other creatur walking under the sun...
You are MINE!
You belong to me completly...
Up to your glassy feathers you are MINE!
You are supposed to belong to me and only me...
He heard a clap, felt a short blaze on his cheek and his glasses being forced from his nose, sliding over the floor a few meters away from him as his face was turned to the left. He remained calm, just sighed.
It was a cold and rainy night. A storm was about to come closer. I was alone. I had nowhere to go. There I was, standing in front of an old castle. The door opened and I saw and old man with a beard. I thought I was in a Scooby-Doo detective story.
~~~Longtime Host~~~
Being bored at the schoolyard while recess
Not thinking about anything for that time
I've been free, nothing to confess
Almost forgotten my old dusty loving crime
I had already lost green hope inside
When you passed me by with this broudcast
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It's another hotel room in another city. Another country I've never been to and another language I don't understand. All that just because of this damned Chinese idiot
I learn the art of the cook like you it for you wanted. I stay up, wipe water to me away and look to the sky. I smile easy. The wind plays with my hair. I become life! For me! For you! FOR YOUR DREAM!!!!!!!!!!
It was during the battle that their eyes first met. When he saw the young woman fighting and screaming, he suddenly felt calm, silent. All the screams and sounds of the swords were gone. There was nothing but her.
Yami - Expansion of Darkness -
*Interlude: [rotten corpse]
Mein Hass frisst mich von innen heraus auf.
Wie eine fette Made windet er sich unerträglich
Durch meine von Schwäche zerfressenen Organe.
Nietzsche's Baby
[merciless nothing beats me in the middle of my face.
But I'm not able to react.]
~Only because I don't want to~
[Can't react, can't react]
(kurzes Stück Bass-Solo)
[Bittersweet senselessness crawl through the orgin of my soul.
