Moved, yo....kinda... Monday, February 20, 2006 @ 10:11 p.m.

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One of the most amazing fics I have ever read... Monday, February 20, 2006 @ 10:09 p.m.

It is (to my utmost shock and horror) incomplete (but LSATs and exams are much more important, of course. ;D), but the plot is so rivoting. There is a plot (suspenseful) and character development...and you just FEEL for all the characters. Whew...I feel like I just got off a roller coaster. *lmao*

Falling by Dark Rune
Anime: CCS (E/T)
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1087686/1/

I love how this person writes... Friday, November 25, 2005 @ 08:09 p.m.

I absolutely love how this person writes. You fall in love with all of her characters. This is taken from a fanfic called Reconciliations (LoZ) by Rose Zemlya.

Naruto Fanfic 1 (Untitled) Saturday, July 31, 2004 @ 09:12 p.m.

Sadly, I think by the first 'flashback' you can tell what kind of pairing I like. Yes, I know...I'm sad. I just can't be happy with canon pairings. Nosirreee... Stupid overactive imagination. *shakes fist* ^^ Of course...I do like some pairings that are canon...but mostly, the non-canon ones are the ones that drive ppl up the wall. No worries, tho. The feelings mutual. ha ha...

Chapter 1:

“Here.”

Sakura’s head jerked backwards as a bright red apple with tiny specks of yellow decided to encompass her entire view. She did nothing but stare blankly at it in confusion.

“What’s wrong?” the giver of the apple questioned. It was a simple enough gift.

“It’s an apple,” Sakura stated.

Instantaneously, her blonde-haired companion’s lips quirked up into a toothy grin and placed the apple firmly into her hand, “I knew you were the smartest in the academy for a reason…”

She shot him a glare. “I KNOW that, Naruto,” she snapped, “But I know for a fact that apples weren’t on our supply list when we left.”

Naruto threw his arms behind his head and let out a loud laugh as a sign of his comprehension. “Ohhhhh…” he said, “I got the apples from an apple tree off the path a while ago. You were doing some scouting at the time.” He gave her a wide smile, “Sakura-chan is so smart.”

Sakura sighed and let that comment slide. In a couple of hours, she would be back in Konoha and back in Sasuke’s arm. …Well, if he ever decided to let her in his arms but that was beside the point.

She leaned back against her tree and enjoyed what few minutes they had left of their break. The apple was still in her hand unnoticed.

After a few minutes, Sakura sighed, “You’re doing it again.”

Naruto blinked. “Doing what?” he asked.

There was no mistaking it. “You were staring at me.” She had a sixth sense for feeling Naruto’s gaze.

The blonde laughed but didn’t confirm her statement. He, instead, inched his way closer to her. “Ne ne…” he started to say.

“No.”

He stopped. “But I didn’t even get the chance to…”

“Because you always ask the same thing,” she interrupted again. She clarified herself, “I’m not going to eat ramen with you.”

Naruto looked defeated…for maybe a second. He was back to his toothy grin; not the least bit perturbed by her rejection.

Sakura rubbed her face out of sudden weariness. “Argh…honestly Naruto…will you ever give up?”

She removed her hands and what she saw caught her by surprise. Naruto’s clear eyes could be seen, instead of the usual slits, and in them, she could see a look of determination, very much like the one he would have when faced with an exceptionally difficult opponent.

He looked into her eyes, the expression on his lips a shadow of his usual smile. He opened his mouth and uttered a single word, “Nope.”

Sakura looked away and bit into her apple. It was the first time Naruto ever made her blush.

hmmm... (from my deviantart journal) Thursday, January 8, 2004 @ 11:05 p.m.

Well, I came back onto deviantART to look around and from my devwatch, I saw that there were a whole bunch of new deviations. One of them was unusual as it mentioned that it would clear some things up so I tried to figure out what was going on.

Apparently, one of the artists was being accused of photomanipulating some drawings and she had put up this picture to clarify things. I've been reading some of their comments and at first, I was a little surprised at how people were handling things. It was a little...well, the best word I could describe this is negative. (Not everyone, mind you.) It was a little disconcerting. I mean, whatever happened to 'innocent until proven guilty'. I can understand why people would be outraged and in the heat of the moment, they can say some pretty nasty things, but they should also be able to conduct themselves in a polite, mature manner.

A little later, I went back on and there were some new comments. Even more surprisingly, there were some pretty mature arguments. There were, of course, a few exceptions ^^, but for the most part, they were polite, positive and actually constructive. ie. they would suggest to show some drafts or something to prove herself. And I thought, this was great! I mean, those people are really amazing. I'm a firm believer that being negative won't get anyone anywhere. Just leaves you with hard feelings and most likely, your main message will be ignored. It loses some credit to it, but when you're being logical and mature about it, I think that you're able to get your message across and have something done about it.

Anyway, I hope everything turns out alright and that the artist, who has also been very mature about this, will prove herself right and get some peace and quiet so she can enjoy her weekend. She's a very creative person and shouldn't deserve this.

GRRRRRAAAAARRRRRGHHH... Sunday, November 9, 2003 @ 08:03 p.m.

*SNIFF* Saskatchewan just lost against Edmonton. T_T I didn't think they wouldn't win cause Edmonton's a really good team but I wanted to Saskatchewan to win so badly. It was pretty bad since they were losing 23 - 2 for awhile there. ^^;; BUT...by the time I got around to watching it, Saskatchewan had managed to get it up to 30-23. There was so much drama in the last 2 minutes of the game, I was practically at the edge of my seat. But alas...they lost nonetheless. I just wanted them to win cause the Grey Cup is in Regina this year and then they'd be playing for them. But I'm so happy they did this well this year. Really...I'm so used to them losing that it was a really pleasant surprise that they were playing so great. Oh well...it's all good. Great season. Very entertaining.

So I guess...GO ALOUETTES! (ha ha...bitterness... *lol*)

I dunno... Thursday, October 30, 2003 @ 09:15 a.m.

Sorata slammed his palm onto the table with such force that the teacups rattled violently in their plates.

"ALRIGHT!" he declared loudly, "That is IT! I have had ENOUGH!"

One thought crossed all of their minds: Sorata had finally lost it...

"No more angsting until we find a way to get back home."

He swerved his attention to Yuzuriha. "You..."

Yuzuriha, already shocked by Sorata's sudden outburst, sat up straight and managed to let out a small squeak, "Eep..."

"I expected Kamui to do most of the brooding..." as he said this, he wagged his finger wildly at the young man beside her who, in turn, was desparately trying to keep his eyes from being prodded out, "But not you. Actually, I generally count on you to balance HIM out."

"Now," Sorata continued, "We are taking a break. I don't know what, but we are going to take a break _right now_."

He spun around and hurriedly headed towards the door. "Arashi, you're with me..."

He took a few steps but realised he was alone. Arashi had not moved. In fact, she seemed more interested in her tea.

"Arashi?" he asked rather pathetically.

She swirled her tea like a glass of fine wine and watched the tea leaves rise to the top.

Sorata fell on to his knees and made a plea. "Arashi...I'm losing my momentum here..."

Arashi turned her attention away from her cup and looked at Sorata deadpanned. They stayed that way for a moment, but she stood up anyway. Sorata looked like he could have cried.

As she passed him, she raised her hand up. "Not. A. Word." And she stepped out of the room.

Sorata wisely didn't say anything and ran after her.

The only other two left behind sat in silence. More correctly, in confusion.

"What was that about?" Kamui finally asked the other dragon, but she could only answer with a perplexed expression.

After that, they sat quietly finishing their breakfast. Kamui was normally quiet but Yuzuriha, the generally talkative one, was in no mood to talk at the moment. It was not altogether silent. The window was open and the beautiful day seemed to encourage the song birds to sing. Yuzuriha and Kamui had sat at meals like this numerous times since they moved into the house Imonoyama gave them. Admittedly, the quiet, at least, was not uncomfortable.

"KAMUI! YUZURIHA! COME ON, WE'RE GOING ON A ROAD TRIP!"

Kamui fell out of his chair and Yuzuriha jumped up smacking her knee on the table. Both managed to cover their ears to muffle Sorata's booming voice. The installed intercom system allowed his voice to resonate throughout the house.

Yuzuriha and Kamui had managed to crawl to their own intercom. She pressed the button that was lit up. "Sorata...what are you doing?"

Sorata broadcasted his reply.

"NO QUESTIONS! JUST GET OVER TO THE FOYER. Man, I love this thing..."

In the background, you could hear Arashi's voice faintly, "Sorata! I told you to not use that intercom..."

"OW, ARASHI! THAT HURTS! OK...OK...I won't play with it anymore.........KAMUIMAKESUREYUZURIHACOMES.HOGTIEHERANDCARRYHERIFYOUHAVETO...OW! ARASHI! That seriously hurts!"

The intercom signal cut abruptly.

Both dragons sighed in relief, and if their ears could, they would sigh too.

Kamui stared at the intercom and thought of blasting it out of existence. He was sure he was capable of it but decided against it. After all, the intercom was useful...when it wasn't being abused.

He turned to Yuzuriha, "Well...I guess we should go, then."

Yuzuriha frowned slightly, something Kamui would never get used to, "Actually," she said hesitantly, "I think I'll pass. I _REALLY_ don't feel like doing anything today."

Kamui returned her frown with a concerned expression, "Anything I can do to help?"

Yuzuriha finally smiled but shook her head, "Nah..." her eyes didn't quite meet his, "I'll be alright. I just need a little...time."

Kamui's expression didn't change. It was still filled with concern, but he let it go. If Yuzuriha needed time alone, then he should abide by her wishes. At the same doorway that Sorata merrily walked out, Kamui stopped. On second thought, he really shouldn't leave a friend in need.

He turned around, "You know, Sorata is right."

Yuzuriha gave him a half-smile, "That we should take a break?"

He shook his head and walked back into the dining room.

"Then what?"

"That I'd probably have to hog tie you and carry you out myself..."

Yuzuriha took a step back instinctively but still seemed a little confused as to what Kamui was talking about. Of course, realization hit when Kamui bent over, grabbed her legs and flung her over his shoulder.

"Kamui, what the heck are you doing?!" she screamed, kicking wildly and hands lightly hitting him on the back, "Put me down THIS instant."

Kamui actually seemed a little flustered from the whole, new ordeal. Despite his 'bratty' days, as Sorata liked to put it, he always saw himself as a gentleman. At least, someone who didn't fling their friends over his shoulder, but he had made a decision and for once, he was sure that this was the right thing. Brooding was his thing and it certainly didn't belong on Yuzuriha.

"I don't think you need some alone time, Yuzuriha," he said, walking down the corridors, "I think you need a little pick-me-up."

"Kamui," Yuzuriha continued to shout, "That's not fair. I think I should be the best judge on what I ..."

In the middle of her rant, she noticed that her faithful companion was bounding towards them. "Inuki!" she beckoned him to come, "Help me! Do something!"

At Yuzuriha's urges, Inuki began to run faster towards her. However, he slowed down once he reached them and began to trot along side with Kamui. His tail wagged excitedly.

Yuzuriha's face fell in defeat. "Inuki, you traitor!" she pushed on Kamui's back to angle her body so that she could see the spirit dog, "How could you choose Kamui over me?"

Inuki panted a little and yipped happily in response.

FRIGGIT!!!!!! Wednesday, September 10, 2003 @ 08:30 p.m.

Alright, well, you see...it's the beginning of the school year and that means...SCHOOL FEES. And of course, my dad metmorphosizes into a frickin' jackass. It's annoying the hell out of me. SHIT. FUCK. SHIT. SHIT. SHIT. bah!