Can you feel it?Can you feel it?Can you feel it? by roailia
What you ask? Feel...what?
I'll tell you.
Can you feel its drum like rhythm?
Can you hear it? Does it truly sound like a drum?
Or does it sound like some sort of Lullaby?
Is it a soothing one?
Does it captivate you.
Let me ask again, but with a different response.
Can you feel my heart shatter?
Do you like the sound of it shuddering?
Slowly falling apart till it is no more?
Is it pleasuring? To feel it shatter?
Does it bring you joy?
Tell me. What brings you happiness?
But hopefully my shattering isn't one of them.
Please leave it alone.
Leave it be.
Leave me be.
A War for a Crystal Heart (1?)A War for a Crystal Heart (1?) by roailia
WARNING!! MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS!
FYI, my oc is 28, Kuma is 18 along with Ohnoki, and my guess is that the Mizukage is around 34 or something and the Tsuchikage is about 36? But this is just to let you know!
"Dammit!" I yelled as I jump through the trees. Not to far behind me was the Second MIzukage with that stupid cheesy grin of his and the Second Tsuchikage who looks like a mummy brought back to life. "Leave me alone!!!" I shrieked. Normally I don't yell, in fact I rarely raise my voice. Let's go find out why I'm being chased by two Kages.
It started two days ago when I went to go visit my dear friends Kuma and Ohnoki in Iwagakure (Village hidden in the stone)
Kuma Atsuko, a young girl who happens to be the eldest daughter of Kichirou. A close friend of my fathers. Ohnoki is a brat who decided it was funny to be rude to a stranger and sass them for running into him. Which was on my fourth visit to the village. However, I decided to brush it off sense he really didn't know who I was so
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But even then, for all your wanton maledictions, the cacophony did not cease.
Your pillow found its way over your head, but that did nothing to eliminate the sound, if but to muffle your breath and stifle your lungs with the smell of deadened, molding hay from the stuffing of your pillow. Plugging your ears with your fingers did nothing, if but to sharpen the noise to an even more defined tension. Cursing found little refuge with you eithe
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The gentle breeze past by your (h/l) (h/c) hair perfectly. While doing the same to the flowers that were all around you. The sky was picture perfect blue with one or two clouds covering the sky. It was a perfect day for relaxation...Or so you thought.
You were enjoying the peace and relaxation you had for awhile. Letting your mind wander throughout the process. You were just about to fall asleep in the flower field until something bumped into you. Or to be more detailed..Someone.
"Ouff..Sai? What are you doing out in a flower field"? The flustered Sai turned around from where we was standing only to see his crush. ______.
Sure, Sai didn't have a lot of feelings. But he couldn't put his finger on the one he had when he was around her. He felt a little to anxious. A little to...Nervous? Sai was thinking about this until ____ snapped her fingers in-front of his face. "Um..Sai"? His pal
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You awoke to the bright, early morning sun filtering through your bedroom window and the bed beside you empty and cold. You shivered, the brilliant orange light illuminating your naked skin, but holding no heat in the winter air. You wrapped yourself up in the frigid covers, hoping to find some semblance of warmth, but not even the faintest trace lingered from the night before. You sighed and climbed from the bed; almost tripping over the blanket trailing from your shoulders in the process, and wandered, yawning, from the room.
At the doorway to the living room you were met with the sight of a broad tattooed back. Akainu sat cross legged on the floor, a pair of pruning shears in hand and his beloved bonsai seated before him. His muscular shoulders, normally so tense, were relaxed in a rare occurrence. You, however, had gotten used to this sight after the nights you spent together.
“You should be sleeping,” he said gently without turning around, the quiet snipping of the she
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