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  <title>The pen is mighter than the sword.</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 22:59:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Drowning</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Drowning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom:&lt;/b&gt; Legend of Zelda - Ocarina of Time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt;  Sheik, Link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; G  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wordcount:&lt;/b&gt; 126 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt;  Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt; Extremly short and fluffy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link is drowning. He is drowning in with the strain his destiny is putting on him. He drowns; almost literally when he attempts the Water Temple.  It isn’t pleasant. Sometimes, he has to take a deep breath to ward off the approaching panic. Sometimes it works. Sometimes it doesn’t and he just drowns quicker, unable to cry out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, Sheik will come, like a breath of oxygen. Sheik wraps him up in a world of comfort, where he can breathe again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, when Link is with Sheik, half the time he can’t breathe anymore. When the white-hot light explodes behind his eyes, Link is crying out for breath, and he drowns in the other’s glowing eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, drowning doesn’t seem quite so bad anymore.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 22:31:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>More Scraps.</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; More Scraps of Dialouge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom:&lt;/b&gt; Yu-Gi-Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt;  Yami, Yugi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; G  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt;  Misc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt; Scraps between Yami and Yugi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yami?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes Aibou? *tender look*”&lt;br /&gt;“*pouty look from under eyelids*”&lt;br /&gt;“Aibou?”&lt;br /&gt;“*Runs hand up under shirt*”&lt;br /&gt;“Ai-Aibou?”&lt;br /&gt;“*kiss*”&lt;br /&gt;“…Aibou… *moan*”&lt;br /&gt;“*breathy whisper* Will you do what I want my Pharaoh?”&lt;br /&gt;“*moan*”&lt;br /&gt;“*threads hand in hair and begins to massage*”&lt;br /&gt;“What… do you… want… aibou? *pants*”&lt;br /&gt;“Will you do anything for me my Dark? *lips on throat*”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeeeesssss... *hisses*”&lt;br /&gt;“**turns back into innocent little Yugi**”&lt;br /&gt;“…???”&lt;br /&gt;“Could you take out the garbage for me? Thanks Yami *glomp*”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aibou.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes Yami?”&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t move.”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“Just. Don’t. Move.”&lt;br /&gt;“Would you mind telling me why?”&lt;br /&gt;“*stares*”&lt;br /&gt;“Yami? Do you feel okay?”&lt;br /&gt;“So beautiful…”&lt;br /&gt;“*confused* Wha-”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“*he* you’re so cute when you blush aibou.”&lt;br /&gt;“*blushes* So why did you just tackle me to the bed?”&lt;br /&gt;“because I want to do this…”&lt;br /&gt;“*ecstacy*”&lt;br /&gt;“….”&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t stop…”&lt;br /&gt;“*smirk* and if I do?”&lt;br /&gt;“If you value your life Pharaoh  you won’t stop!”&lt;br /&gt;“*stops*”&lt;br /&gt;“*glare*”&lt;br /&gt;“Really aibou, I didn’t know you loved to be tickled so”&lt;br /&gt;“…..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 22:20:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Scraps of Dialouge</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Scraps of Dialouge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom:&lt;/b&gt; Legend of Zelda - Ocarina of Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt;  None.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; G  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt;  Misc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt; Days in the life of Link and Sheik. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Link. That’s not a good idea…”&lt;br /&gt;“But it’s so –cute-”&lt;br /&gt;“Now perhaps, but remember what it turns into”&lt;br /&gt;“King Dodongo? But this ones so small! He’ll never turn into that”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“Can I keep it Sheik? Pleeeeeease?”&lt;br /&gt;“….”&lt;br /&gt;“It’ll be no trouble at all, and I’ll exercise it every day”&lt;br /&gt;“you’re insane”&lt;br /&gt;“Pleeeease Sheik? *bats eyes*”&lt;br /&gt;“*cracking*”&lt;br /&gt;“*wide sparkling eyes*”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“*runs hand over chest*””&lt;br /&gt;“… DAMMIT! Fine, but when it turns into a giant firebreathing monster don’t come running to *me*”&lt;br /&gt;“*glomp*”&lt;br /&gt;“…” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“*moan*”&lt;br /&gt;“*Kisses reverently*”&lt;br /&gt;“Sheeeeik….”&lt;br /&gt;“Quiet!”&lt;br /&gt;“B-But…”&lt;br /&gt;“I thought I heard danger.”&lt;br /&gt;“*groan* But its only a small rustle.”&lt;br /&gt;“A small rustle that could mean our lives Hero”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“I must go scout around”&lt;br /&gt;“Half-dressed?!”&lt;br /&gt;“If need be”&lt;br /&gt;“But… what about… *gestures*”&lt;br /&gt;“… Whats more important?”&lt;br /&gt;“… Go check it out.”&lt;br /&gt;“Rright.”&lt;br /&gt;“Uh… Sheik... you have to let go of my hand”&lt;br /&gt;“I know…”&lt;br /&gt;“You have to stop kissing me”&lt;br /&gt;“*moan* I knooooow!”&lt;br /&gt;“…Sheik. You need to stop mmf—“&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“Wow.”&lt;br /&gt;“You’re such a good kisser”&lt;br /&gt;“I know. *smirk*”&lt;br /&gt;“What about the rustling?”&lt;br /&gt;“Whats more important?”&lt;br /&gt;“Good point”&lt;br /&gt;“*kisses soundly*”&lt;br /&gt;“*moan*”&lt;br /&gt;“…&quot;&lt;br /&gt;“Only a Sheikah.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why not?”&lt;br /&gt;“Because I’m not going to.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why?”&lt;br /&gt;“Because its hot. Too hot.”&lt;br /&gt;“Pleeease? You’ll feel good when you’ve done it.”&lt;br /&gt;“No.”&lt;br /&gt;“It’ll make me feel better.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why?”&lt;br /&gt;“Because I’ll be safe with you looking after me. *bats eyes*”&lt;br /&gt;“No.”&lt;br /&gt;“DAMN YOU SHEIKAH!”&lt;br /&gt;“No. I’m not going in there.”&lt;br /&gt;“Sheeeeeik!”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t want to be so close to you.”&lt;br /&gt;“*cries*” &lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry… but it makes me feel uncomfotarble”&lt;br /&gt;“But…”&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry Link. But no”&lt;br /&gt;“If I hold your hand…?”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“You’re cracking!”&lt;br /&gt;“No.”&lt;br /&gt;“DAMMIT!”&lt;br /&gt;“*sigh* If you don’t go in first I’ll have to.”&lt;br /&gt;“No”&lt;br /&gt;“Argh”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“You’re never going in are you?”&lt;br /&gt;“Nope”&lt;br /&gt;“Sigh. Who knew the big bad Sheikah was afraid of a little cave?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Run.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why?”&lt;br /&gt;“If you value your sexy Sheikah hide then run.”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“*sigh* Don’t look back. Theres a bunch of Gerudos following you”.&lt;br /&gt;“… Crap”&lt;br /&gt;“Run.”&lt;br /&gt;&quot;*runs*&quot;&lt;br /&gt;“Did we lose them?”&lt;br /&gt;“Lose who?”&lt;br /&gt;“The Gerudos”&lt;br /&gt;“There weren’t any there.”&lt;br /&gt;“… Well that was weird even for you”&lt;br /&gt;“Because you look sexy when you’re scared”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sheik?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes Link?”&lt;br /&gt;“Do you dye your hair?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;“I said, do you dye your hair?”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“You don’t have to be ashamed you know. Zelda used to do it all the time.”&lt;br /&gt;“What!?”&lt;br /&gt;“*nod* It&apos;s true you know.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why was I not informed of this?”&lt;br /&gt;“I only caught a glimpse of the dyes when I sneaked in”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh. *snigger*”&lt;br /&gt;“You’re going to tease her about that aren’t you?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes. Yes I am.”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“So do you?”&lt;br /&gt;“Do what?” &lt;br /&gt;“Dye your hair?”&lt;br /&gt;“No, I do not dye my hair blond.”&lt;br /&gt;“Aw.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why?”&lt;br /&gt;“I thought it was a turn-on.”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;“Well…”&lt;br /&gt;“*snigger*”&lt;br /&gt;“In that case…”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sheik?”&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;“Umm…”&lt;br /&gt;“-What-? This really isn’t a good time…”&lt;br /&gt;“*fidgets*” &lt;br /&gt;“… Hero, we’re tied to a rope above a boiling lava pit. I would be more worried about trying to find a way out.” &lt;br /&gt;“*fidget*”&lt;br /&gt;‘*temper beginning to fray*”&lt;br /&gt;“Errrr…”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“*mumbles*”&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yourhairsmellsreallyniceandireallywanttokissyou.”&lt;br /&gt;“Not the best time Link.”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“….”&lt;br /&gt;“And I bought my Ocarina so we can warp back to camp.”&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh, so -now- you tell me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“Warp dammit!”&lt;br /&gt;“*warps*”&lt;br /&gt;“You never can tell a good moment to say stuff can--”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“….”&lt;br /&gt;“Notthebesttimelink!”&lt;br /&gt;“*snigger*”&lt;br /&gt;“You blush so easily/”&lt;br /&gt;“Do not!”&lt;br /&gt;“Do too! And you&apos;re so cu—“&lt;br /&gt;“END OF DISCUSSION. NOW!”&lt;br /&gt;“**sniggers quietly**”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where are we going?”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“Dammit Link, you’re supposed to know where we are.”&lt;br /&gt;“Well you’re the big bad Sheikah… Buzz Zelda and ask her where we are”&lt;br /&gt;“You know that there are certain rituals…”&lt;br /&gt;“*cheeky grin*”&lt;br /&gt;“DAMN YOU LINK!”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“I hate you”&lt;br /&gt;“I love you too”&lt;br /&gt;“*sigh*”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sheeeik?”&lt;br /&gt;“yes?”&lt;br /&gt;“Why do you have so many scars?”&lt;br /&gt;“…”&lt;br /&gt;“How’d you get that—&quot;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t ask.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 21:50:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom:&lt;/b&gt; Original &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt; None  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; G  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt;  Poem &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; 134&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt; Written in the blackest humor. &apos;Tis very emo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes &lt;br /&gt;I hate you &lt;br /&gt;words spew from your mouth &lt;br /&gt;&quot;You&apos;re ugly&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;You can&apos;t&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You&apos;re worthless&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I hate you&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes &lt;br /&gt;I feel sad&lt;br /&gt;because &lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re so self-centered &lt;br /&gt;you just think&lt;br /&gt;of yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m angry &lt;br /&gt;You wont work!&lt;br /&gt;You procrastinate. &lt;br /&gt;And then it never gets done. &lt;br /&gt;Bad habits form &lt;br /&gt;but never break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re happy. &lt;br /&gt;You smile and sing softly&lt;br /&gt;You dance from friend to friend &lt;br /&gt;lop-sided smile &lt;br /&gt;no apparent grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes &lt;br /&gt;You try&lt;br /&gt;But its not enough. &lt;br /&gt;People shatter &lt;br /&gt;And you &lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t do a thing&lt;br /&gt;just stand around &lt;br /&gt;looking awkward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes &lt;br /&gt;you cry&lt;br /&gt;Because others are sad.&lt;br /&gt;even though &lt;br /&gt;it isn&apos;t &lt;br /&gt;your pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes &lt;br /&gt;We lie in bed together&lt;br /&gt;Warm and content &lt;br /&gt;thinking of things &lt;br /&gt;about anything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes &lt;br /&gt;I look in a mirror &lt;br /&gt;And see you there &lt;br /&gt;For we are one and the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 21:35:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Blank Page.</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Blank Page &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom:&lt;/b&gt; Original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt;  None.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; G  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt;  Poem &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; 137&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt; Has this ever happened to anyone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blank Page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blank page stands before me &lt;br /&gt;Words rustle like leaves in my brain&lt;br /&gt;But my hand is stilled&lt;br /&gt;People whisper softly&lt;br /&gt;But my hand is stilled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hand starts moving quickly&lt;br /&gt;Writing down ideas&lt;br /&gt;Whispering leaves run together &lt;br /&gt;In a mesh of thought &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes light up as they read &lt;br /&gt;Then turn dark as they curse&lt;br /&gt;Leaves are skeletal&lt;br /&gt;People are flat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brain wonders at transformation &lt;br /&gt;Shining and perfect, within my head &lt;br /&gt;Outside on the paper&lt;br /&gt;Lifeless and flat&lt;br /&gt;Outside on the paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands rise up swiftly &lt;br /&gt;Crushing foul paper&lt;br /&gt;Leaves crumple hatefully &lt;br /&gt;While eyes loathe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands grab a new toture &lt;br /&gt;Eyes stare at it aimlessly &lt;br /&gt;Blankness mocks &lt;br /&gt;Pen just laughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blank page stands before me &lt;br /&gt;Words rustle like leaves in my brain&lt;br /&gt;But my hand is stilled&lt;br /&gt;People whisper softly&lt;br /&gt;But my hand is stilled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 11:21:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>To Be Free</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; To Be Free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom:&lt;/b&gt; Legend of Zelda - Ocarina of Time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt;  Sheik, Link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt;  Angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; 359&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt; Another isane!fic. Insane!Link this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link lazily eyed the beautiful disaster before him. Such wonder. The flames licked the air, as warm as the fires that licked Sheiks eyes. Link quietly listened to the screams of the villagers as they frantically tried to save their homes, families, anything. Such a beautiful disaster. He twirled the ocarina in his palm, considering whether he would use the Song of Storms. The villages would never be able to save Kakariko without it. He could save their lives… Or shatter them. He smiled, or more accurately bared his teeth. Little fairy worked herself into hysterics. Such a wonderful twist of fate. Sadistic glee burned in his eyes. To finally be able to have a little control over the fates of others, after his own had been so mercilessly controlled. He reveled in the feeling. A ghost of his desire wrapped transparent arms around him, whispering words. Kill them all, exact revenge, finally be at peace. He nodded, eyes lighting up with an almost childish wonder. Such a beautiful disaster. The fires continued to burn, burn like the eyes of the phantom that whispered, burned in the heart of Link. He so badly wanted to believe that he could be free. The fires burned deep in predatory crimson eyes. Blood locked with water, and then mouths were hungrily ravaging each other, deeper than lust, deeper than love. Wanted to be accepted, wanted to be deeper, closer. The well exploded. The kiss broke. Link looked at the figure being tossed around. Blood stained with fear, confusion. The phantom kissed poisonously, deceptively, down Links’ collarbone. The figure did not matter. Sheik loved him, wanted him forever. The helpless figure shuddered to a halt and lay still. Shadows danced, draining life. Did not matter, did not matter. Sheik was there; kissing him, whispering twisted words of love-hate. Link smiled, and tilted his head. Sheik-phantom bit down. Link hissed, but in ecstasy. Far below, red-crimson eyes closed. Phantom laughed, disappearing. Link was alone, so alone. Words uttered, so faint he could barely make them out. Wind spirited them to him, dancing with a devilish delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love you… Link…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the ocarina fell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 11:10:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I see you.</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; I See You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom:&lt;/b&gt; Legend of Zelda - Ocarina of Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt;  Link, Sheik, Dark Link  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt;  Angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; 424&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt; Another insane!Sheik fic. Rating for rape and some indecent words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you. You whisper to my pretty Hero. You hold him captive here in this beautiful prison. You kiss him possessively. Can’t you understand that he should have been mine? Mine… Mine own pretty Hero. I &lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt; you. You stole what could have been mine, &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; have been mine. What did you ever do but mock him and hurt him? What did do but offer him malice and hate? Why then, did he come back to &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;? Why not to &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; soothed him when he came out of the temples, bloody and broken. &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; gave him caresses and sweet words, not the glittering poison that you spew out of your vile mouth. &lt;i&gt;I,&lt;/i&gt; gave him freedom. You keep him locked up here, jealously protective of your prize.  &lt;i&gt;Why&lt;/i&gt; then, did he return to you, the one time he managed to escape? I could have spirited him away with a nut, showed him the beauty of Hyrule. I could have offered him some respite of his quest, a glowing haven among his cares and troubles. I would have given him &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt;.  But you took him. You took &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt; from him. And for that I will &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; hate you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets colder every day. I see him cling to you, but you look on contemptuously. He seeks warmth. He seeks comfort.  You merely strike him down. It breaks my heart to see him lie there, tears turning to ice on his face. I ache to sweep him to his feet and kiss the hurt from him. But I cannot. I cannot while he still &lt;i&gt;fucking&lt;/i&gt; stays near you. &lt;i&gt;Leave him be!&lt;/i&gt;  You do not love him. To you he is a toy, a beautiful toy. When you get tired of him, you will discard him, broken and filthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen you &lt;i&gt;play&lt;/i&gt; with him. I’ve seen him screech out cries of hurt, bound to the floor while you brutally pound into him. I see the &lt;i&gt;hurt&lt;/i&gt; in his eyes. I see you make him scream out involuntarily with pleasure. I see the &lt;i&gt;lust&lt;/i&gt; in your eyes. You won’t let him be until you are &lt;i&gt;satiated.&lt;/i&gt; It wouldn’t be like that if he were with &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;. I would be &lt;i&gt;gentle.&lt;/i&gt; He would scream out my name in &lt;i&gt;pleasure,&lt;/i&gt; not yours in &lt;i&gt;fear.&lt;/i&gt; And afterwards I would wrap him in soft blankets, not leave him on the floor &lt;i&gt;crying&lt;/i&gt; in a puddle of blood and cum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see everything you do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I shall come to reclaim what is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 10:55:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Candles</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Candles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom:&lt;/b&gt; Legend of Zelda - Ocarina of Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt;  Sheik, Link &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt;  Romance/Fluff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; 488&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Summary:&lt;/b&gt;Fluffy little drabble. Link thinks about how much Sheik is like a candleflame. No plot whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt; For a challenge on Sheik_Link_fc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link stared at the candle flame, a small smile playing on his lips. He loved candles… they had such a soft light, and they made the shadows dance, twisting and contorting until you couldn’t see where one began and the other ended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His smile widened, and he blew softly, making the small flame flicker and bounce of the Master Sword, making pools of light on the wall. Link’s wandering mind landed on Sheik, and grinned as he thought about how much the candle was like the Sheikah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheik was mysterious, just like the flame. He flickered in and out of Link’s life like the candle, apt to disappear at anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheik was warmth, and Link loved to cuddle up to his warm body on the cold nights. When the wind howled down he was snug and safe in Sheik’s arms, utterly content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheik was knowledge, and he banished the fear of the unknown when he was around, like the light banished the groping dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheik was comfort, and when Link thought he had failed, when he was hurt and alone… He would cry out his fear and anger, and Sheik would hold him, and he would stare, mesmerized, into the crimson orbs. They would steadily hold his gaze until he was calm again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheik was quiet; the one who would appear out of nowhere and a touch, a smile, a gesture, made Link know he was pleased to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheik was happiness, a flickering pleasure in the world of darkness that he was forced to fight in. A quick smile or nod from Sheik and Link thought he would burst with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheik was a pull; Link was drawn to him, just as he had always been drawn to candles ad fire, almost with a childish delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link felt a hand snaking around his waist, and a low voice purring in his ear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A rupee for your thoughts Hero?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link smiled and answered without turning around “I was just thinking you and the candle are so alike.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nose buried in his hair, inhaling his scent. “That’s an odd thing to think about” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know…but I cant help it…I love you Sheik. So much. I was beginning to think you weren&apos;t going to come.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly kisses on the back of his neck. “You know I would never abondon you like that Hero”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link suddenly turned around, enloping Sheik in a tight embrace. The Sheikah smoothed Link’s hair out of his eyes and looked at him, crimson eyes sparkling with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more words needed to be exchanged, the Sheikah and the Hero not needing such clumsy sounds to say anything. Soft touches and quick glances told them all they needed to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheik softly smiled and blew out the candle before he too wrapped his arms around the Hero, so tightly that you could not tell where one ended and the other started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the shadows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 10:49:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Burning</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Burning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom:&lt;/b&gt; Legend of Zelda - Ocarina of Time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt;  Sheik, Link, Dark Link. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt;  Angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; 455&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt; Just me exploring the idea of insane!Sheik and a Link/Dark Link/Sheik love triangle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burning. That’s all that I see. Every day. Burning. My eyes burn, burn with the hate that haunts me day and night. WHY COULDN”T YOU BE MINE!? You shunned me at every opportunity and never looked me in the eyes. I saw the indifference there in your beautiful beautiful depths.  All I wanted, all I needed was a few words of affection. I offered my shoulder for you to cry on, offered you a pair of warm arms to keep you safe at night. BUT YOU REJECTED ME! You ran into his arms instead! I hated you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those pretty blue eyes. I hate them! I hate them I love them I hate them.  I want to take you in my arms and kiss your cold lips senseless, want to get rid of this aching aching loneliness! It’s driving me CRAZY! &lt;br /&gt;I only wanted to be held, wanted to comfort wanted to love wanted to quell this aching sense of loneliness! Please, make it go away. Please, wake up! Wake up and help me… please…. I need you….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kiss your cold lips ravenously… Please, please wake up. I howl wordlessly. Why do I have red blood on me, why is there one of my knives that tastes like you, why won’t you wake up?! I only wanted to guide you and nonono this can’t be happening! I love you so much… I want you I need you! This never would have happened if you had just LOVED me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how lonely I am? I haven’t touched another for so long except to hurt! I am adept to it; I was trained to it. I can kill swiftly. I can kill slowly. I can kill silently. I could kill you, kill you so that you won’t look at me with that dumb incomprehension.   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I took him from you, but don’t you understand? It was so that I could be with you. I wanted… you…. Wanted to drown myself within you… I you to call out my name, so that I could save you from the monsters of your imagination. But… you chose… him…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry and red stained tears fall from my cheeks. I hug you close. He was… In the way… I stroke your hair, quietly. It’s so beautiful… Almost like spun gold. You always had that affect on me. It helps. When I was scared I used to pretend that you would stroke mine, and I would nuzzle your hand and you would laugh sweetly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But none of that will ever happen now! I sigh wearily. I just… Don’t understand. I offered you… everything…  I would have done… anything… you wanted… anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll still do anything… just please… wake up… wake up…please…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 10:29:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Little Hero</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; My Little Hero. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom:&lt;/b&gt; Legend of Zelda - Ocarina of Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt;  Link, Sheik.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt;  Angst/Sap/Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; 884&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; Sheik aches to be with Link. Duty keeps them apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt;  Short-ish. Sheik and Link are different people in this fic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little Hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at you in my arms and look at your pretty pretty face. How I wish to kiss it, kiss &lt;i&gt;you.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You don’t know how much grief you have caused me my sweet little Hero. I watch your face, so childish, so innocent. I know all your expressions, intimately know every curve and furrow of your face. I know how your eyes sparkle when you are feeling happy, know how they frown and seem to question everything when they are confused. And I &lt;i&gt;especially&lt;/i&gt; know the way your eyes light up with joy whenever you see me. Because it makes my heart burn with happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it also saddens me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are only a child, my Hero. You cannot &lt;i&gt;begin&lt;/i&gt; to imagine what I feel for you. You cannot imagine love in any way but the simple love between friends, easy and content. I love you for the innocence that you project, but with a sadness that makes my heart ache. But I do know love me as a dear friend, and for that I find myself falling for you all the harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always touching me; always hugging whenever you got the chance, toying with my hair or laying your head upon my shoulder. It surprised me at first to see you so affectionate, but I suppose it was because of my Sheikah upbringing. We are a reserved and secret race. Such open affection is not our way. But I am slowly changing my mind. It is wonderful to delight in such moments of casual contact. I cherish every touch of your skin against mine, cherish every word that passes from your lips to me. And I have started to pull down some of my barriers, something I thought I would never be able to do. A casual hand upon your shoulder, an arm about your waist... such things do not come easily to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how I revel in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fell little Hero. You fell, exhausted out of the Temple, covered with cuts and bruises. You murmured out my name before you slipped into unconsciousness and I felt my heart tear. For you to have called out &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; name out of the many you could have chosen… it made me deliriously happy. Happy to know that you trusted me first and foremost. But you were injured and I rushed to your side, feeling hot tears in my eyes when you didn’t wake, didn’t respond to my pleas for you to &lt;i&gt;open your eyes!&lt;/i&gt;   I don’t know what I would do without you my little Hero. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I idly smooth a lock of golden hair out of your face. Sweet Hero. I carried you to the nearest village, desperately worried that you wouldn’t wake. The landlady smiled at my obvious distress, and cheerfully said that you would be fine with rest and healing potions. I only said some curt words of thanks, withdrawing into myself, concealing my emotions from the world. Goddess knows I have done it enough times with you.  I carried you up the stairs, wondering at the feeling of your heartbeat against mine.  I laid you on your bed and… and here I have sat for two days, waiting for your eyes to open.  I should have been gone long ago, should have run out the door to report to my lady, the Princess Zelda. But I cannot bring myself to leave you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For nothing is as important as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laugh bitterly, knowing that you can never be mine. Only you stand between Ganondorf and the world. Only you can save Hyrule. And it is only you that can ease the aching in my heart. No. You cannot be distracted from your quest at any cost. And I… I would only become such a distraction. I would not have that happen to my little one. You stir lightly, and I press a hand to your forehead anxiously. Are you going to awake little Hero? Are you going to sleepily murmur my name in your lilting voice? But you merely turn over, leaving me to resume my train of thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will happen when you return to your time little one? What then? If you should get to attached to me… Would you willingly leave this time to go back to your own? I do not think so. It would cause you too much pain. I do not wish that on anyone sweet Hero, lest of all you. I shudder at the thought of your delicate features drawn in hurt. No. You will go through enough of &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; before this quest is done. I do not want to add to your burden.&lt;br /&gt;I have to kiss you once before I leave…  Just once so I can have a ghost of a memory to look back on when times are dark. I kiss you very lightly. You stir and reflexly grip me tighter, murmuring gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mmmm… Sheik … Warm… &lt;i&gt;Safe&lt;/i&gt;” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I melt at those words and hug you tightly. Such a bittersweet experience… to know that such a thing will never happen again… but I just lose myself in the moment….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You slowly open your eyes your eyes and look around the room, questioningly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sheik…?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am already gone, curtains fluttering in my wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Owari~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 10:18:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Alone I Sit In The Darkness</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Alone I sit &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom:&lt;/b&gt; Yu-Gi-Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt;  Yami, Yugi.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt;  Poem &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; 154&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; Yami&apos;s thoughts and feelings as he&apos;s released from the Puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt; In retrospect, this isn&apos;t too bad. I think it still deserves to be sporked though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone I sit in the Darkness&lt;br /&gt;As I have done for 5000 years &lt;br /&gt;Waiting for when the Puzzle will be complete&lt;br /&gt;And I will find my other half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone I brood in the Darkness&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting on things long gone past&lt;br /&gt;Memories swirl like living things &lt;br /&gt;I yearn find my own path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait the Darkness…&lt;br /&gt;It is lifting…&lt;br /&gt;What will be on the other side?&lt;br /&gt;Will I See, Hope and Laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Darkness is now bright&lt;br /&gt;I hear a voice, a glimpse of  light&lt;br /&gt;Is this the boy fated to be&lt;br /&gt;My other, sweeter, lighter Half?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Darkness has dispersed&lt;br /&gt;One piece of the Puzzle to go&lt;br /&gt;To find my sweet aibou&lt;br /&gt;I would go down any path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Darkness… is me&lt;br /&gt;The boy now is my light&lt;br /&gt;Hush sweet aibou, I am here&lt;br /&gt;I am complete, your other half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Owari~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 10:07:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Truly painful first fanfiction.</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Don&apos;t Leave Me Alone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom:&lt;/b&gt; Yu-Gi-Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters:&lt;/b&gt;  Yami, Yugi.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; Romance/Angst/Badfic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt;587&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; Yugi is in hospital... What will Yami do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt; I included this becase it&apos;s good for me to read over these and learn &quot;How Not to Write a Fanfiction&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t leave me alone aibou!!” Yami cried, his voice filled with anguish. Yugi lay, more dead than alive, on a bed surrounded by machinery, he looked almost as broken as Yami’s heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yu-Gi”. Those two syllables were all that Yami uttered, before sinking into a guilt-ridden trance.&lt;br /&gt;“I should have been there” Yami thought, “I should have protected him… I swore when he realised me from the puzzle that I would, always…. No matter what.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We were a team, fighting Pegasus together, Dueling Kaiba together- always together. And now, look how good my promise is now… Yugi-chan, my precious aibou, what would happen if you d….” Yami could not finish the word, even imagining a life without the boy sent shivers of dread up his spine….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it would not …. could not happen… Yami berated himself furiously. His aibou would not be here if he had not gone to look at the leather shop… and left Yugi to make his own way home… He should have stayed with the boy, protecting him. What were leathers in comparison with one so precious as his hikari?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had tried their mind link many times before (Yugi-Chan, can you hear me??!). All that he got in reply was a crushing pain, lanced with lonliness and a desire, no a need for the comforting warmth of his Yami…And oh, how Yami longed to appease that need, to console his Hikari, to comfort him, but afraid to touch him, lest he inflict more pain on Yugi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he was stuck at a halfway point, not daring to leave Yugi incase his woke up, fearing to stay lest&lt;br /&gt;His aibou get worse, could not appese the lonliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greif wracked through his body, looking at his aibous lifeless eyes, eyes that had once sparkled with mischef and delight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************Flashback****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yami you just ate a red-hot chile pepper”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yugi I told you I hated those……ARRRGH wheres the water???!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yugi giggles as Yami runs around trying to find some water*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************End Flashback****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yami, looked at the once beautiful hair, now matted with blood, the alabaster face covered in bruises. He could not hold back the tears any more. The proud pharoh cried, one tear trickling down his face and landing on Yugi’s forehead “Don’t leave me alone aibou! Never leave me alone!!!”&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yugi lay in his coocon of pain, yearning for his Yami to pick him up and make everything alright again. He could sense his Yami, could even hear him through their mind-link but could not respond…It hurt more than the pain itself…. The fact that his Yami was crying out for him…and he could not respond… This enstrangement from his Yami was tearing him apart&lt;br /&gt;“Yami, my other self, mi hitori no boku…WHERE ARE YOU??!”&lt;br /&gt;The scream rent through his soul but he could not release it until he opened his eyes with the pain, and saw…. Yami crying. “ Ya-mi??” he croaked questioningly&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Yami heard his aibou’s voce, hoping against hope…”Yugi-chan” For one instant the two amethest eyes locked on two on two crimson ones sparling with tears…And then his aibou had launched himself in Yami’s arms, not caring how much it hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Never ever again” Yugi said, burying himself into Yami’s chest hearing his strong heartbeat…Yami put his arms around his Hikari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh aibou, can you ever forgive me??” Yami murmured his voice cracking with tears.. He felt Yugi’s head nod violently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh Yugi!!!!” the Pharaoh sniffed, laying hiss head protectively on Yugi’s, their two hearts beating as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <category>yu-gi-oh</category>
  <category>badfic</category>
  <category>first fanfiction</category>
  <lj:music>Bolero of fire- Legend of Zelda soundtrack</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Bolero of fire- Legend of Zelda soundtrack</media:title>
  <lj:mood>amused at how awful this is.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 08:02:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Greetings.</title>
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  <description>Again, welcome to my writing journal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Challenges (not official and purely for my entertainment and motivation.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 50 drabbles on Kingdom hearts&lt;br /&gt;- 100 drabbles on Legend of Zelda&lt;br /&gt;- 100 sentences on Legend of Zelda&lt;br /&gt;- JaNoWriMo (50,000 words in January)&lt;br /&gt;- 100 kisses of many fandoms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things that will most likely be in here: &lt;br /&gt;- Scraps of dialouge&lt;br /&gt;- Various things that don&apos;t really fit in anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;- Chapters of half-finished fics&lt;br /&gt;- Original work&lt;br /&gt;- Poems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently: Posting truly excreable work so that she can cringe and get an ego boost as to how much she&apos;s improved.</description>
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  <category>beginning</category>
  <lj:music>Gackt- Oasis</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Gackt- Oasis</media:title>
  <lj:mood>calm</lj:mood>
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