collective hysteria in the City
I just I can say one thing.
"Take care. Do not you dare to die. "
really did not know how he made the conception of hell, after all not considered part of a religion similar.
But lately I kept thinking about, that would be the place where they spend much of their "non-existence." Of course not temíaa therefore not complained about the life he had led, maybe if you miss the time and some opportunities but no more.
- Hell - the concept abandoned her lips leaving a bitter taste in their path ... - Mello - took some time to be friends, but very little of the closeness grew diaa day, the intimacy shared, so the two words are linked together into different ideas as a result:
The redhead said to himself, in a rather convincing himself that he would go to hell if Mello asked, if necessary . Immediately
another voice like his, but he hated it always seemed to ruin the moment of calm, he said that hell itself would be without the blonde, if something were to happen ... his brow furrowed automatically and without having someone to take the pack of revenge cigarettes and went out to clear his mind about leaving the recorder caring working, because I could not pass any details of the boring life rubiecilla that had something to do with Kira.
chose not to use your game, had much to think, to sort and to express ... the feeling in his heart what was overwhelming and smoking did not help to control, this uncertainty, the anxiety, the anguish, ... that irrational fear.
If there was a higher force expected to hear him, to take pity on his soul and grant a plaintive request: - Do not let me live without Mello - a tear slid down his cheek, the packet , now empty, died crushed in his fist that clung to her passionately.
hand he knew so well rested on his shoulder, and voice, subtly more relaxed than I expected, it was heard:
- Best calls because you leave live not in your post - the words seemed rude and hurtful, but the look, the way modulated voice, touch on whether, indicated something entirely different.
- Anyway you know that I'll be there - Matt got up and walked to the apartment leaving the blond with a bitter smile, that was absolutely true, her red hair would always be there, but at what cost ;?
The blond stopped walking the "gamer" and kissed him after all the conceptual idea of hell on anything which would be compararíaa the result of their hard work, to an uncertainty of thinking about the future of his companion, and the other to blame for not being able to save him.
Fandom: Death Note
Temple: Musical
Musa: Meds - Placebo
Altar: Beyond Birthday (BB)
Author: ame_hyogen
No. words: 499
Warning: Shonen-ai BBxA a spolia pincelazo of " Angeles Murder Case "
Summary: Beyond not always depend on L for fun, was not his only playmate. "A" always more interesting and their relationship may not last long enough
A human being, just that.
was known than others has always been the child that no one would play for his point of view of fun, her laughter almost sick, to be better than them.
not understand what was so special to be considered successor strange quirks that human beings have to degrade or to enhance brain power, he knew well, but not enough to be original simply a successor. Some, distant time that he came to relish the idea of seconding that extraordinary genius, perhaps while still retaining his innocence. No, your sanity, because he was still innocent.
Now that "title of nobility" it was tasteless and not just encouraged him to become the greatest detective of an ungrateful world is again the world was more than what he really needed. He was content with a jar of strawberry jam, a place to turn to to get away from it all and maybe a companion. Yes! a playmate, an accomplice in mischief, a victim of his charisma and tejíversada way of being.
compulsively is swinging branch of the remnant of what once was a strong oak tree, his hands felt the friction exerted to each come and go, but that did not really matter, had better things to do when looking for a good prospect friend. Assumed that task easier by having a lot of orphans to choose from, only that they were very prominent in your area, did not meet your expectations and if you tired of repulsion.
The little body languid, almost spectral, got angry over not finding someone to share his time.
- Low - stopped the movement did not let go of the industry, recognized the voice as that of someone who might understand him put his head against his chest and after a deep sob burst out loud
- it's you! - The momentum again to collapse or fall one meter away from this being, to turn and see no end to admit, I was not sure if I ever saw him smile not, which is sure each day seems more lacking if your skin becomes pale and extremely paranoid notorious gesture.
The other man saw no expression, even more like a branch of the tree withered.
- A - the above seemed to come out of his parsimonious ensoñacióny came up with walking, as compared to Beyond being picked him up in a frenzy, he wanted only to himself and would have dragged it's not because the boy in his arms started shaking, sobbing and her face remained unchanged. Beyond glanced over his head and could not decipher the numbers of life. His face was sad and cry, as it did for the guy who gave no signs of anything, knew that her playmate and mischief he had no time.
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Forone day I was longing to capture Kira, plunge a dagger and shouting, to each inch that will be embedded, for the death of L.
that day his characteristic stubbornness had dawned upon him, had been replaced by a melancholy miserable it was causing headaches, all he needed: a bad mood, headache and no chocolate. I mumbled that they were ungrateful mafia guys, could not even keep your small vice? Fortunately today was not to live too much with them, he could not be more hastíaa so stupid that people have so much power.
opened the balcony door, the most dangerous place in the house but the most decent, and it was getting dark, that day was finally ending and am sure that today would be the motivation she needed.
- still too early to look at the stars - his face was serious as I was trying to remember that about the wishes and stars Matt once, when they were little, I but the truth was that he had not paid much attention, probably was a cheap trick unsuspecting children why Matt had fallen into this trap? Even I did not know, sometimes the red could be very innocent. He recalled the story that "In the first star you see on the horizon at nightfall ask a desire"
- Matt - the name drop their lips without notice, only stayed in the air as a mere I thought even though his actual speech. The chill night decided to end his days there, sleep seemed the best option.
Wammy's House in a figure scurrying through the garden apparently his stubbornness was where Matt and his desire began to come true.
Author: ame_hyogen
Fandom: Death Note
Character / Couple / Trio: Matt / Mello
Vice: 28. Costume
Warnings: Shonen-ai, implied.
Summary: Feelings are a dangerous weapon and a weakness, terrifying. But this is not the case, the costumes can stay safe.
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The afternoon had
come upon them so abruptly, even with anger and each looking at various screens, a cigar is consumed by one, the chocolate bars and met similar fate in that flawed and dense atmosphere a blonde hair fell on his left shoulder, the first contact had startled him, but the more watched the blonde head his heart was reassured. A sigh full of snuff left his mouth and leaned his own head on his friend.
- Sometimes you do not recognize - had long since learned that while Mello is very impulsive and rarely shuts up his feelings, not everything he says is the truth. In her blond likes to hide, from small already and always chooses the same disguise, the bad boy and cold. For his fortune, he has achieved such a costume take over, has managed to know more than others and even sometimes you know when you feel lonely, just like now.
- It is not necessary to do - his voice broke into his thoughts, and he smiled sideways, asleep or not that was stupid! Of course I would, but for different reasons. He also disguised his emotions, the concern he feels for the person with whom he shared his life, becomes a nuisance and even anger, in an effort to disguise how much he wants.
Fortunately, the final two players happen to be terrible and all that scene comes off, leaving only a couple of restless hearts, full of uncertainty.
- And yet we will - Mello raised his head and continued staring at the screens, up from the sillóny Matt went to the window, a new cigarette was placed against his lips, if not reassuring not be helpful for Mello and that is something that could not afford.