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Kyo x Leo ch 3Leo slowly opened his eyes and got up his hat almost falling off he quickly fixed it he then got out of bed and went to get dressed putting on his blue shorts and blue and white striped shirt.
Leo peeked into the room seeing that Kyo was still sleeping and didn't want to wake him since he thought he would probably get in trouble for interrupting his sleep. Leo closed the door and went into the kitchen getting a bowl and grabbed a box of cereal and milk.
He poured the cereal into the bowl and started to pour the milk "morning" Kyo said when he entered the kitchen, scaring Leo making him spill the milk. "I'm sorry! Please forgive me, I'll clean it right away!" Leo said, almost as if he was panicking.
Kyo saw the scared look in Leo's eyes and walked over to him Leo looked up at Kyo, tears starting to form in his eyes. "It's alright, your not in trouble" Kyo said wiping the tears in Leo's eyes away.
Leo blushed slightly "i-i'm not?" "No you're not it was an accident" Kyo said as he cleaned
Kyo x Leo ch 2Kyo opened his eyes seeing Leo snuggled up against him he noticed that Leo had fell asleep with his hat on but Kyo didn't bother to try and take it off. He got out of bed and headed to the kitchen to make breakfast.
Leo had opened his eyes after a few minutes and got out of bed he went into the kitchen seeing Kyo making some pancakes. "Morning" Kyo said looking at him "morning" Leo said. Kyo had put two pancakes on a plate and two on another, setting them down on the table.
The two sat at the table and began eating there was a long silence until Kyo decided to speak "after breakfast we're going to the mall to buy you some clothes" he said. Leo blushed slightly "thank you" he said, "your going to let me live here?" He asked.
Kyo nodded and they finished eating after Kyo washed the dishes, washed Leo's clothes and they both got dressed. "Okay let's go" Kyo said walking towards the door with Leo right behind him.
As the two made their way to the mall Leo was feeling kinda nervous Kyo real
Kyo x Leo ch 1School had ended and Kyo was making his way home as he walked he came across a young boy sitting in the alley crying. Kyo walked over to him the boy heard Kyo coming over to him and stopped crying and backed away from him.
Kyo stopped walking he could already tell that the boy was afraid of him. "I'm not going to hurt you" Kyo said calmly the boy was still a bit scared Kyo came closer and the boy backed away but Kyo kept walking towards him.
Kyo held out his hand and placed it on the boy's head, the boy looked at Kyo with his eyes making contact with Kyo's. "what's you're name?" Kyo asked him. "L-Leo" the boy said.
"I'm Kyo, are you lost?" Kyo asked "i-i don't have a home..." Leo said looking at the ground. "Stand up" Kyo told him Leo stood up "now come on you can stay at my house" he said.
Leo was surprised that Kyo would let him come over and blushed slightly giving Kyo a nod. The two made their way to Kyo's house. When they arrived Kyo opened the door and took off his shoes when he
a hero's legacy episode 2Kyo was sitting on the roof of his house thinking about that strange dream. 'Their coming' he thought he didn't tell rio about it because he didn't want her to be scared.she was still young 'their coming for your sister' those words never left his head.
His thoughts were interrupted when rio called out to him. "Kyo" she said "yeah" he replied "can we go get the ice cream shop?" She asked kyo nodded and jumped down "sure" he said and they both made their way to the city.
(Short time skip)
Kyo and Rio reached the ice cream shop got their ice cream. Both of them choosing vanilla as they were enjoying their sweet treats they were greeted by a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes.
"Hello" she greeted. "Um.. h-hello" Rio said, Kyo just stared and observed her "are you Kyo and Rio?" She asked. "Who's asking?" Kyo spoke.
"I just came by to say hello" she smiled, "my name is Star it's a pleasure to meet you" she said. Kyo just looked at her. "Do you mind if I hang out with you?" She asked.
Ichiro x male reader(Name) ran for his life through the forest his only source of light was the full moon illuminating the night sky. He jumped over tree branches and stumps taking deep breaths he had been running for a long time without taking a break.
He couldn't take a break he had to keep running no matter what. He soon tripped and fell over "your a fast runner (name)" a voice chuckled. (Name's) eyes widened there's no way he could have caught up to him so quickly. But there he was hanging upside down from a tree the vampire boy ichiro.
"Are you done running?" He asked, (name) got up slowly and just stared at ichiro. 'It's over he's got me' (name) thought. Ichiro hopped down from the tree and used his vampire speed to appear behind (name) he ripped off (name's) shirt and pinned him to the ground.
"P-please l-let me go" (name) begged. Ichiro chuckled lightly "afraid I can't do that" he smirked leaning towards (name's) neck. He licked his neck before sinking his fangs into his neck.
"S-stop p-please" (n
male reader x mitsukuni chapter three'Great' (name) thought 'i come to a school meet a few people and now I'm being trained to become a host can things get any better?' No don't be fooled these aren't happy thoughts.
(Name) looked around the room observing everyone hikaru and kaoru were sitting at a table, kyoya was on his computer, mori was reading a book, tamaki and haruhi were talking and honey was sleeping.
'Looks like a kid acts like a kid and takes afternoon naps like a kid it's hard to believe he's seventeen' (name) thought walking over to honey senpai before he got to close to him tamaki grabbed his arm.
"What are you doing?" (name) asked "don't get to close to honey senpai" tamaki said (name) could here a little bit of fear in his voice. "Why?" "Honey senpai wakes up in a very bad mood after napping".
(Name) looked at mitsukuni and back at tamaki "fine" he said (name) noticed that mitsukuni's bunny rabbit was on the floor and picked it up.
When he grabbed it mitsukuni had woken up and tamaki ran behind the couch
Suicide is no joke.Suicide is no joke. There is no coming back from it. Once you have done it, you are gone. Your pain may be over, but the pain to your family and loved ones will never be over. They will be left with countless questions that will forever be unanswered. If you're in pain, you need to let somebody know. There is no use suffering in silence. If you are suffering through depression, the worst thing you can try to do is beat it on your own. Just remember that there are people out there who love you and care for you. Even if you only have one person in your life who cares, that is still one person that would be devastated if you were no longer here.
Suicide is a very final way to deal with life's issues. It is a dark and permanent solution to potentially short term problems. All I ask is for you to stop and think. There is always a solution to your problems. There is always someone out there who can help you. Never think that you're alone because you are not. Some people may understand a lot
It's Too Late When We DieIf you want to die then fine, go die
But before you go, think
Think about every dream you've dreamed
Think about every star you've wished upon
Think about every desire that has ever coursed through your veins
Everyone of those things could become true
Everyone of those things could become a reality
If you go pack you bags now
You will be packing nothing but pain
You will leave this place with nothing but your suffering
So fight, fight everyday
Pour fire into your heart
Harness the hurt
Control the memories
And leave this world old and grey
And leave this world carrying happiness
Don't ever give up because,
It's too late when we die..
Someone SpecialHe sat alone at the train station. Every day, he remained... At the same time, in the same seat, with the same book. His hands never tried to turn to the next page, not even once...
I asked what he was reading. There was no answer. Only the same cold, stoic gaze... Creeping through my retinas. Locked together. No hellos, no goodbyes. Just dark eyes, regarding me with mirthful disdain.
I wanted dearly to break him from his painful reverie... But I eventually realized, no one could do that for him. He had to do it himself... And the timing wasn't right. I could wait for him forever, it wouldn't make the slightest difference...
All of the trains were late... That day, and every day.
I whispered... "I tried."
He whispered back... "It doesn't matter..."
Those three words; each of them a dagger, forever slicing. And I walked away, immortal wounds dripping crimson from my chest...
TendernessHer name was Tenderness. Blue used to call her this way because she was very cute, very lovely, and when Blue saw her the first time, the first emotion he felt was Tenderness. Tenderness was a young paintress, very very talented. Her art was different: she didn't paint with a brush, she painted with her heart! Her colours were her emotions, and her canvas was her soul. Every painting made by her was a masterpiece, a piece of herself consacreted in an eternal work of art. Her paintings were the mirror of herself: soft, delicate...and beautiful!
Tenderness is a very talented paintress! Tenderness paints with heart and soul! Tenderness probably is looking for perfection in this imperfect world! Tenderness is Artist and Muse at the same time!
Discovery of Titanic On this day in Nineteen-Hundred and Eighty-Five, the great black seas of the North Atlantic were parted by crafts never before seen in this realm. They plunged beneath the surface of the waves, beneath the rolling tide, and as they descended, the sea became dimmer, and dimmer....and dimmer still until all grew black and infinite. The lights from the craft shone upon the strangest of fishes, and many waves of small plankton-creatures glazed past the windows, and on to their way in this strange and ethereal world.
Down, down, down....farther still. Then, with a soft 'plunk', the craft lands upon the sea floor. The white Atlantic sand drifts up in waves, floating in the water like smoke. Drifting around and away. The lights shine on this world, but they do not show much. The ocean is too vast, to immense for them to illumine much. The fishes dart back and forth, curious as to who this intruder really is. They have never seen anything like it in all th
DreamHer name was Dream! Well, to be honest that wasn't her real name: Blue used to call her this way because she was like a Dream. Blue never met such an amzing, intelligent, talented and deep person! Too good to be true...a Dream. But Dream was real!! Dream was one of the greatest poetess of our times. She was a sort of source of inspiration! She was sweet, she was polite...she was a beautiful human being. I'm sure her smile was a sort of shining sun, warm and beautiful! Her face was the representation of sweetness, and her soul was, how to say, the reflection of humanity! Dream was suffering, but despite the suffering, she always comforted the others! Dream was an extraordinary girl! Dream is a living dream!
Dream is a great artist! Dream is an extraordinary girl! Dream is a living beautiful dream! Dream is all the good in this world!!!
In This SpaceMy favorite space in the entire world is the space between my window and my bed, only separated by the brown Chester Drawer that was painted canvas white and now chips away to show tidbits of the chestnut brown. This is my favorite space. A cage between the pages of my sketchbook; torn out. Here, it’s just far enough from you. I can see the smile on your face. And the emptiness in your eyes. I can see how they’ll never match one another again. And it makes me wonder if you can hear me breathing too heavy in order to make myself faint.
This space in between my bed and my window is as big as the space in between your eyes. And I wonder if you can see right through me. Or do you just not pay attention to the sundry voices in my head. In this space, I sat down and watched the rain break the glass. This space is where I watched the ants trail in through the hole in the window’s net. I fed them bread crumbs from my sandwich. Until they infested the spot and expected a yard
FelicityHer name was Felicity! They used to call her this way because she seemed to be always happy. Felicity was a nice girl, very funny and always ready to make you laugh. But Felicity hasn't been always happy. In the past she suffered, we don't know why, we don't know how, but she suffered. Fortunately Felicity doesn't suffer anymore. She's better than she thinks! Felicity loves to watch tv series, probably because she likes to get lost in a world of fantasy, where all the sorrows of the life don't exist. Felicity is a good friend. I think that Felicity is a dreamer too!
Felicity is a young girl who suffered. Felicity is happy now! Felicity loves tv series! Felicity is the need to escape from this world, but also the life that goes on!
grief and forgivenessYou never know how precious something is until it slips through your fingers. You can never understand the pain of loss, until it happens to you.
The words "I know how you feel" coming from a friend, as well intentioned as they are, are meaningless unless they too know that pain.
Sometimes at a time when grieving dominates the heart, the best thing to say is a simple 'I'm sorry".
Don't tell me I'll get over it, because I won't. In time it may become easier to deal with, might hurt less, it will never go away. I will still feel the absence in my life. A hole in my heart that nothing can fill.
Don't say It's been awhile, time to move on. Grief is a process, some people go through it differently, and some take longer to come through it.
If you want to help me, all I need is for you to be there.
I may not always need you to talk, sometimes all I need is someone to listen, to lend a shoulder to cry on.someone who doesn't mind how long I grieve, a friend.
I am not asking for you to sha
am I in love ?I think something's wrong with me, no matter where I go I still have the same miserable and emotionless expression my face and most of the things I say are insults.
I think it's because of my childhood since I was always alone because of my shy nature and when people try to be friends with me I always turn them down because I don't know if I can trust them.
But one day this girl wanted to be friends with me so I said we can be friends, we've been friends ever since that day and whenever I'm with her I'm always happy and smiling and laughing.
I think I'm in love with her but I'm afraid to tell her because she might not feel the same way and we can't be friends anymore.
When I'm with her all the sadness disappears.
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