"Hey Vathana-kun?" I turned Kikyo looked at me.
"Yes?" I answered.
"We all dressed up for this party, and you come in looking normal..." Kikyo said.
3rd person view.
"I think he looks fine," Hisa said, Hiro nodded.
"Yeah the cloaks kind of cool," Akane said.
"You should still change or something, "Kikyo said. "Kokoro-chan help me please. Toma-chan and Suchi-chan get Kirei-chan as well."
(Chibi-style imagine it)
"Woah!" Vathana got grabbed then thrown into aroom (Where the heck did that come from!?), door closed...
Another noise from the room next to him.
Back to 1st person, regular view.
"Ow...that kind of hurt...I guess I should change..." I mumbeled getting up.
Hana-chan, did you get tossed too? I heard Kirei say telepathically.
Yeah I did, so you too? I answered.
Yeah well...I did come unprepared for a party, so might as well slip into something more...appropriate She said.
Right, well see you in a bit then, I need to change too... I answered.
Here it is, Ladies First. Here is Takashiro Vindalfr Kirei.
Note: Yes, I am alive, you can't get rid of me that easy. :P I've just been kinda... >.>; Absorbed... In my game. FFXI is addicting. >>;; ^^; Anyway~. On with teh show.
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Routine... Wake up, wash, dress, walk to class, be a good little girl for the duration, training, sleep. Rince and repeat.
I'm not sure what caused me to withdraw like that... But we all have our odd times no..?
'You're talking to yourself again...'
Double blink.
'Fine fine... More proof I'm nuts.'
I shook my head, grinning slightly at the sigh I heard from Toorima.
Today I was breaking my little pattern for a bit.
I balanced on my window seal, bolting up into a tree and running. I didn't have to worry about the slight scars on my hand, no one noticed them yet, so I had no need to hide them. I had managed to keep out of the spot light for a while now... No fights, no games, no real conversation in forever and a day.
'Toorima~?'
'Yes?'
'Who to visit? Need to go see someone, conversation with someone other than you and myself...'
'I haven't seen anyone other than you in a while either, so don't ask me.'
'Lot of help...'
I dived from the tree I about to dart from, landing in a hand stand and flipping into a running stance, then started running again. I hadn't done this in forever... Who knows... Maybe I'd find someone to talk with while I was running... Better than nothing...
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Yes, I am dead out of ideas at the moment. I just sorta let it work out of my head. lol Someone want to help me out, go right ahead. ^^'
Here's my homework!!!! 
I'm mixing my version of New Year's and Toma's POV.
A teenager sits down in front of the TV,
Waiting for the ball drop in times square,
Three thousand miles away.
The room is full of family and friends alike,
At least for her...
Another teenager sits alone,
in a rich mansion and all she needs.
Her brother works in a position
She only can dream to have.
Her sister is in a different realm,
Celebrating with her friends
and loved ones.
Well, all but one.
The clock strikes midnight.
The first yells in celebration,
With family and friends.
Sipping a glass of champagne,
To a new year.
The second watches the fire works
From the highest point
Of the roof.
Thinking of the bright colors,
In the night sky,
Of a new year.
The first teen wakes up in the morning
With a smile
and a hope for a new year.
Then she frowns, remembering
All her troubles,
Fears,
And dreams...
The second teen wakes up to
noise makers and yelling from outside,
Forgetting
All her troubles,
Fears,
And dreams...
Both see friends outside their windows,
With noise and yells,
Beckoning the girls to a New Year!
They walk out into the snow
to join the merry making.
Onigiri, dango, umeboshi,
Candy, hot chocolate, chestnuts...
They look up into the sky,
Watching the snow fall,
Looking into a new year,
With one thing on their minds...
Pocky!!!!!
With a pinch of hope....
I feel that this is on of my best works yet!!! But tell me!!!! Feedback please!!!
TomaKuchiki
hello guys and girls!
i have a new task for u. the rules are basically the same as previous tasks.
here is what u have to do:
- create anything :wallpaper,card,poem,art or anything at all except the usual fiction writing thingy, with a new year theme. u can have your Oc in it or any of the bleach characters or even both. u can even include other members (of this world) OCs (just make sure u ask for their permission first). so, in simple words -shinigami + new year
this time however, u will not just receive points for participating, but i will also pick winners (only first place winner if not many of u participate). winner(s) will receive something more than points ^_^.
u can post in directly in this world or submit it as your masterpiece (but u have to inform me or dedicate to me, so that i will know)
the closing date for this is January,15 2010. i know it's quite a short time but that makes it more interesting (i guess,lol).
any questions, as usual, pm or leave me comments.
see ya, have a great holidays!!! ^_^
----Members who have submit their works----
> Hisa Yuki
I watched as the people around me mingled. I watched as a snowball fight progressed, at one time entering the room startling many partygoers and making several casualties out of the rooms finely and festively dressed inhabitants. I watched as a drunken Rangiku sat herself on an angry Shiro’s lap and demanded less work and a less stern captain for the holidays as a poor Momo watched on helpless. I watched as people danced and smiled and laughed amongst each other. And I watched as no one paid any attention to me. I leaned against the wall, and sighed. I imagined myself the ghost of time past, in my usual plain black and white colors decorating the short dress Rangiku had forced me into earlier. A ghost whose beauty and spirit had diminished long before, leaving only a withered husk of a teenage girl. I wanted to melt, blend into the wall supporting me, taking their colors and making them my own, having them, the glowing gold’s, fiery reds, and crisp greens, surround me, enfold me in their warmth and colorful world so that I no longer a creature of dreadful stark white and endless black and that I may stand out, no longer chained to the walls in places such as these.
I felt a nudge to my side that brought be back to reality. I turned to see Momo smiling at me.
“hey wallflower” she said resting next to me. “whats up? I don’t think Rangiku lent you that dress so you could hide on the outskirts of the room.”
I chuckled. “she should have known better then”
“and I went through all that time curling your hair!” she joked, softly batting my hand away from running through my newly curled hair. “and gave you make-up!”
“yeah yeah” I sighed licking my upper lip. She squealed in protest. “What?!” I asked incredulously “if you didn’t want me eating it, then you shouldn’t have put strawberry flavored on!” I defended. She just sighed and leaned against me as Rangiku and Shiro walked up.
“where did we go wrong in raising her?!” Rangiku slurred laughing as she patted Shiro on the back causing him to stumble and would have crashed into Momo and I if he didn’t catch his balance. He then proceeded to glare at all three of us as we laughed at his expense.
“come on!” Momo stated grabbing hold of mine and Rangiku’s hands and pulling us over to the center of the room. “lets dance!”. Just in time for a fast paced song.
I loved to dance. The feeling of weightlessness you only achieved when you reached the point where the fact that there might be others watching your every move was irreverent, where all the walls, the ceiling, the floor and all their colors blended, meshed together was always my goal. The feeling of euphoria of doing something that expresses your every emotion, every thought so freely, easily, so able to be read by any and every one watching, so unlike trying to string the right words together so that others can understand what you’re going through, surrounding me was always breathtakingly brilliant.
We danced until we sagged against each other. Winded yet so alive, there was no other feeling like it to me. We walked, or skipped in rangiku’s case, over to where shiro was waiting and drank punch, or, once again in rangiku’s case, something from her flask she kept hidden in her cleavage.
“imma go get some fresh air” I stated looking out the window to see snow falling once more. I bowed and rushed from the building not bothering to take my jacket, my arm sleeves were enough I supposed. I walked further away, not noticing how far until, when I decided to glance back, the lights from the party were a mere twinkle in the distance. I just smiled and looked up into the snow filled sky, chuckling as the little crystals of frozen water settled on my eyelashes. In the spur of the moment I flopped down to the snow and made a snow angel.
After I finished I stood up carefully and looked down at my creation.
“pretty” I cooed softly before shivering a bit. Without looking down I could tell my dress was sticking clingly to my body. I sighed and decided to run for it back to the dorm rooms, or at least a bathroom where I could dry off.
Uwah! I am so sorry! I’ve been swamped with work and deadlines for projects and classes and lessons and getting hired for delivering the new year’s post cards and stuff! Please forgive me! *bows frantically* I hope this is ok! And…oh yeah! Would anyone like to be in the New years project picture I’m drawing? If not that’s perfectly fine but just wondering ^_^; well how was everyones holidays? Not strenuous I hope! I cant wait for new years! The first shrine visit of the year is always exiting! Cant wait to get my fortune for the year. *hands everyone still reading a box of mocha* ^w^. hope every has luck in everything they try this year! Excellent fortune!
~love
ShingetsuHime!
