Saturday, August 25, 2007

Lay Me Down To Rest

Tell me what is wrong with me
And lay me down to rest
I can't keep my eyes open any longer
I'm slipping away

Words don't come to me
No longer
Writing this poem
I need you here beside me

The touch of your hand on my face
Your hot lips tasting mine
The comfort I feel, being wrapped in your arms
Listening to your heart beat as I fall asleep

It's wrong
The shadows surround me
But nii-sama, I love you
And I know you do too

I'm falling asleep, nii-sama...
I'm falling asleep
I'm scared
I need you next to me

It hurts to be alone
It hurts to wait alone
Yet I'm happy
Just to read your words

Kill me, nii-sama
Put an end to this pain
Hold me close and kiss me
Then shut my eyes and pray

My eyes are closing
I can't hold them open for long
Voices sink to a whisper
As I go back to my sleep

Against you
Listening to the lullaby
Of your heart beating
And your warmth protecting

Me
Your sleeping beauty

~Rukia~

Monday, August 20, 2007

02Jam

For most of his life, she had been the only one he had ever thought of. Her long beautiful brown hair swishing about her shoulders as she played her guitar, large dark eyes captivating enough to hypnotize anyone that stared into them, laughter evident as she played the last few unique notes of a song.

Yes, for most of his life, Amber had been the only girl he had ever thought of.
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"Hey... Hey! Hey, Jou!!" Terry called out as he ran down the corridors of Kalliope Hall, weaving in and out of Jammers to catch his friend. "Eh?" Joey turned, hefting his Bass over his shoulder and drawing a few admiring sighs and giggles from some girls passing by him. "Hey, Terry. What's going down?"

"Have you- Have you seen Amber?" Terry panted, leaning an arm on a wall for support.

"Ambernite? Lady Ambernite?" Jou began to grin. "Oh yeah.. She's heading for Thalia today with her friends. Ya know... you should just tell her if you like her that much. Don't wait and stick it out or one day you'll wake up and find out that she's already taken."

"Shut the hell up, Jou..." Terry growled. "I just asked you if you'd seen her, not your opinion on when I should court her or-"

"Have you heard? They're releasing Fantasy on the 24th!" a girl's excited voice floated to his ears, followed by sounds of agreement and excitement.

"That's just great! I've been meaning to try out some new songs myself, other than Aiming High!"

"You haven't mastered the song yet, Shari... All I hear are random gibberish sometimes."

"Well, I'll show you one person who has mastered the song... in THREE days... Amber!"

Terry looked up to see Amber and her group of friends go walking by, laughing and joking together. Amber's head was slightly lowered, a small blush spreading across her cheeks. "It wasn't three days!" she protested. "It took me relatively a week before I got to play with mnimal Misses."

"But you didn't take any breaks!" Shari countered. "We literally had to pull you away from Kleo and force you to sleep and eat!"

Amber's blush intensified. "Yeah, I know... stupid idea... but you know how determined I can be sometimes..."

"I sure do." Jou waltzed up to them, making them stop in their tracks. "So... how bout this, girls. You, me in a private Kleo room, playing some Soul... whaddya say?" The three girls giggled at his words, Shari and Ginger agreeing immedieately. Jou turned his gaze to Amber, but she shook her head. "Nope. I'm heading to Thalia by myself today. Sorry, Jou."

"No problem, sweetheart. But ya know.. in case you get lonely..." Jou turned slightly and winked at Terry. "But anyway, I'll see you around, Lady Ambernite. Now, ladies.. if you would follow me..." He led his group away, leaving Amber and Terry behind.

Terry flushed beet red as Amber turned a questioning gaze on him, and cleared his throat. "Umm... I, errr... Amber, I.."

"Amber! Wanna spar for a bit?" A boy at the end of the corridor yelled loudly, effectively interrupting what Terry was going to say.

Amber turned. "Not today, Nolan. I'm in casual today. Heck, I'm even hiding my tail and wings!" she laughed, referring to the dragon-like accessories she always wore when she spent the day sparring.

Nolan made a face at her. "Please? I swear we'll play Call Me Again.. and V3... and Bride In Dream NX...."

Amber blinked at the mention of her favourite songs. "I... Oh well, fine. Terry, would you like to join me?"

Terry straightened in shock, then nodded in amazement. "Sure."

Nolan gave a crow of joy. "Room 28! Let's go!"
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Each time a Jammer played a certain song, it always came out in his or her unique way. It reflected the Jammer's soul and personality, and watching Amber strum her guitar to create a note that sounded like the low breath of a dragon, Terry felt that whatever she played reminded him of sophistication.

She was hard to get, and it was a clear message for those not worthy enough of her familly to stay away.

But how could he, when she was the only love of his life?

(Flashback)

The large Kalliope hall intimidated Terry as he entered slowly, hearing music of every kind drift to his ears. All around him, Jammers chatted to each other, some carrying instruments, others empty-handed or with other stuff. One or two ohms bounced by, following their owners, someone with an Angel Wing accesscory easily evaded the crowd by swooping overhead. He was here at last, registered as a Jammer... but where should he begin?

Keeping his eyes ahead of him, Terry wandered into the crowd, feeling out of place as he listened to snatches of eager conversations about Songs, Misses and how fast the tempo could get. He never noticed the girl in front of him stop to let someone pass by her, and ran smack into her back, bouncing off her Dragon Wings.

"Kyaa!" she fell as well, forwards, and for a while there was a bit of chaos. "Amber! Amber!" A girl helped her to her feet. "Are you alright?!"

"Yeah, I'm fine..." The girl named Amber steadied herself on her friends's shoulder. "Where's my Dragon's Breath? Nii-sama got it for my birthday, and he'll be disappointed if it's broken."

"It's right here, not a scratch on it as well." Another girl picked up the guitar from where it had fallen and pushed it back into Amber's hands before turning to scowl at Terry. "Can't you see where you're going? You could've hurt her!"

"Yeah," the first girl agreed. "Watch where you're going next time, newbie." With that, they walked away. Amber hung back and offered him a hand, pulling him up. "Sorry 'bout that," she whispered, smiling. "They act like my bodyguards just because I come from a high class family. But no worries, I'm not hurt." She pushed up her red sunglasses to reveal large, dark eyes. "I'm Amber. Oh... and if you're lost... the beginner's class is that way." She pointed down the corridor from where he had just came from. "Just go striaght and turn left. You won't miss it. I'll see you around, then. Have a good Jam." She turned and winked, hurrying off after her friends.

Terry was left dumbfounded from where she left him, until a tap on his shoulder caught his attenttion. "Yo. First day here and you're digging that chick, huh?" A teen older than him and carrying a Bass Guitar said. "Interesting... I didn't know kids nowadays are brave enough to do that kind of stuff on their first day here."

"I wasn't!" Terry turned red, furious. "She helped me, that's all!"

The handsome boy laughed and held up his hands. "Relax, I was just messing around with you, that's all. The name's Joey, or Jou for short. And you are?"

"Terry."

"Well, let me tell you, Terry..." Jou hooked an arm around his shoulders and began guiding him to the beginner's class. "Lady Ambernite is a very hard-to-get girl. She comes from one of the noble famillies on 02Planet, and trust me... she is rich. The problem is... you mess with her, you're messing with the head of her clan as well. Her older brother is the head of her clan, and what more, I heard he's in love with her. Amber was adotped into his familly, see? So it's okay if he marries her. However, I'm just warning you. Don't try messing around with Amber. You'll really, really regret it. Here's your class. Good luck, newbie!"

Terry found himself pushed into a room, but he was still thinking about Amber's eyes....

(End of Flashback)

He sighed as the music started. He just needed to try harder to live up to her familly's expectations.

Sunday, August 19, 2007

Another Zaraki thingy...

A/N: 1) Umi, there's no way Mayuri could be sexier than Zaraki, cause yeah... Kurotsuchi-taichou is kinda hot when we don't see him in that freaky uniform.... but I STILL say Zaraki's hotter!

2) Ichigo is NOT yours, Khayma. He belongs to Umi and me. I'm locking you in the Library's Resting Room when I have the chance, you IRRITATING FREAK SPECIMEN OF NATURE!!!

3) Completely off topic, I make it a point to state again that Dante is mine, Shyam... And I declare war because you CANNOT be married to him, not when my BOYFRIEND is willing to roleplay Dante for my sake.

4) Zaraki is hot. Believe it. Or Yachiru will come after you...
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Whispers... Sometimes the night whispered to her, bringing back memories of her sister, Hisui. Kamaitachi Ryorin sat on the roof of the Eleventh Division's barracks, clutching at a jade around her neck, eyes staring blankly at nothing. The still emptiness of the night tormented her, seemingly loud and deafening though there wasn't a sound to be heard. Shaking, she pulled the cloak she had wrapped herself in closer around her seemingly small figure, and immedieately loosened it again in disgust. Dammit! Why was she shaking all because of a nightmare? Hisui's death had been real.. she had been the one to cause it.. but it was over now! She couldn't turn back time, so why was she so affected? Growling, she tore savagely at the jade at her neck and threw it as far out as she could, watching as it landed somewhere in the Eleventh Division's gardens.

She had expected to feel a bit of relief, but strangely, it didn't help at all. If anything, she just felt empty.

A tiny whisper of wind was all it took for Ryorin to be alerted of an intruder, and she leaped aside, barely missing a stone that had whizzed at her head. Rage mounting at the culprit, she began to unsheath Tsume, when a very irritated Zaraki appeared in front of her, holding her broken jade. "Dammit, gal... This yours?" he snarled, rubbing the back of his head. "Did'ja hafta fuckin' throw it right at t'spot where I was napping? Ain't nice t'get hit when yer sleepin', I tell ya."

"Sorry, taichou..." Ryorin muttered, looking anywhere but at the broken jade in his huge palm. "Won't happen again. Promise."

"Hn." Zaraki closed his fist around the two halves of stone when he saw that she wasn't going to take it. "What's wrong now, gal? Ya look wasted."

"Ain't nothing, taichou." Ryorin dropped back into her sitting position. "It's too damn quiet, that's all."

"An' it's about t'get quieter." Zaraki glared and sat as well, giving an almighty yawn. "Ya better not make a sound, ya hear me? One peep outta ya an' I'll toss ya into a cell fer a day."

"Whatever."

"Ch. Watch yer mouth too." Zaraki stretched out and after stashing the Jade away in a hidden pocket, closed his eyes to resume his sleep.
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It wasn't as tormenting as before.

Ryorin realized belatedly that she could breathe easily now that her captain was nearby. Zaraki's eight-foot stature seemed to scare away all the voices that had been whispering in her ear since she woke up shaking... and talking about that, she wasn't even shaking now.

No, she had lasped into a somewhat better position, her tensed muscles relaxed. Ryorin sighed and smiled to herself. It was comfortable to have Zaraki's presence around. His silent strength and presence indirectly fueled her will to dismiss her fears, to throw them away to the wind. And then she realized, Zaraki was always there to lend her a bit of his strength, no matter where they went. Be it napping in the shadows with one leg propped up and zanpakutoh against his shoulder, or simply stretched out on a roof, his silence was always comforting to her, and it made her feel better in ways she hadn't known.

Ryorin chuckled and stretched out as well, cuddling against her taichou's broad back. Screw not disturbing him. Screw getting thrown into the lockup. She just wanted his nearness now.
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The next morning, she woke up in a bed, covers pulled warmly to her chin. Stretching and sitting up, she yawned and scratched her head, noting that the sun's rays were shining brightly through the bars of her cell. Her broken jade had been repaired, and sitting next to it was a box of sake bottles and a scribbled note.

Oi gal,

I did warn ya, didn't I? Yer gonna spend t'day in here. I got yer stone fixed by that sick guy... what's his name again... yeah... Ukitake. So celebrate and drink till yer drunk. If ya get bored, Madarame's in the next cell, wasted. He'll know how t'get t' ya.

Zaraki Kenpachi

Ryorin smiled and laughed, picking up a bottle. "Here's t'ya, taichou... fer being t'best taichou in t'world!"