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Playlist Version Two 1. Falling in Love by Falling Up Her eyes shone a brilliant purple and her laugh sounded like the music of a thousand silver bells. He never knew why bells of silver were said to have the best sound. He only knew that her voice carried their tone and held his whole and complete attention. He could do nothing without her inside his head, echoing, glowing, breathing, living. She was beautiful. She was perfect. She was everything he could ever want. She was everything he did want. He wanted no one else. And as he brought the painting to life with every stroke, he fell deeper and deeper into the canvas himself. 2. Grace b

Playlist Version Two 1. Falling in Love by Falling Up Her eyes shone a brilliant purple and her laugh sounded like the music of a thousand silver bells. He never knew why bells of silver were said to have the best sound. He only knew that her voice carried their tone and held his whole and complete attention. He could do nothing without her inside his head, echoing, glowing, breathing, living. She was beautiful. She was perfect. She was everything he could ever want. She was everything he did want. He wanted no one else. And as he brought the painting to life with every stroke, he fell deeper and deeper into the canvas himself. 2. Grace b

Sentences 1. Thought It's the thought that counts, right? he questions himself as he stands outside her door. He just hopes she likes wildflowers since he knows she hates roses. 2. Hope She knows it's pointless to hope for something she can't have but as she watches the green boy in his attempts to get her to smile, she can't help but wonder if it's so pointless after all. 3. Pointless It's pointless, he knows, to think that maybe he'll stay with him one day. But as Robin watches him drive away, he can't help but sigh dejectedly. 4. Chicken Robin looked around the fluffy-looking common room in confusion. "Umm, Beast Boy? What did you

Crack: A Love Story KuroSyaoFaiYuui Addition "Yuui! I love you!" Fai cried, slapping his hands down on the table. Yuui jumped, startled by his twin's sudden outburst. He looked up from the papers he had been marking to stare at his brother. "I love you too, Fai, but I don't see why you have to announce it like that." "No, I mean…" Fai's face began to look troubled. "I love you." The cooking teacher was still confused. He tilted his head as he regarded the other man. Then his eyes widened as far as they would go. "Fai!" "Yuui, I love you," the man repeated, leaning towards him. He jerked away, expression a mixture of shock and conf

                                          Chapter 6  "I think we'll do it," the boy decided. The Voice fumed in the back of his mind.  Since when do you decide these things? it shrieked, clearly annoyed with him. But then again, when wasn't it annoyed with him?  He scrawled. "I've decided many things like this without your consent," he growled. "I do not need it now."  This is different and you know it.  "Dear Tricks, it's no different from what you decided all those years ago when you thought I wasn't that much of a problem. Look where you that got you."  You made me leave the only family I've known in years. It's because of you

A Christmas Treat "This was a great idea, Moko-chan!" Sakura exclaimed as she hung tinsel by the window. The tiny creature giggled mischievously. "Yuuko came up with the idea! She thought we could use some cheer." Mokona bounced up onto the girl's shoulder to tie a soft pink ribbon with bell onto her neck. "Oh, thank you, Moko-chan! It's so cute. I have something for you too." "Damned witch," Kurogane grumbled. "Probably made up this whole thing just to get more presents." He continued hanging garland and muttering more curses at one Time Witch. "Aww, you're such a grouch, Kuro-grumpy!" scolded Fai from the fireplace. He was busy hanging

The Key for the Door If one could get to it, the roof of a school was a very calming place. The cool breeze that blew past could sooth shit nerves. The bright sun could warm more than just the skin and how high above everyone else one was felt almost liberating. Maybe that was why Syaoron liked it so much. Though the roof was only as peaceful as the number of loudmouths on it – and there was always at least one – the young student had his own little section of it. He had discovered it not long after he arrived at Horitsuba. It was a small, closed off area isolated from the rest of the roof. The stairs leading up to it were hidden