Shizuo is telling:
When I heard that I turned around. There, in front of me, stood my enemy since High School, Izaya. I looked at him.
"What are you doing Shizu-chan?~" said Izaya. He looked really happy, which annoyed me. I hated this flea
"Nothing, flea." I'm sure I looked pissed, but I didn't mind. Then he could see how much I hated him. Why did he have to come back? The only thing he did was annoy people. No one liked him
"Awwish~ Is there something there annoys you?" Izaya Asked.
"No, not something, someone. You annoy me. Why did you even come back? I thought you hated it here?" I took a smoke from my pocket, lightened it.
"You're so mean, Shizu-chan~" said Izaya.
"Why do you look so happy? It pisses me off " I asked him. How could he always be so happy? I almost always felt angry. I sighed. Maybe he'll go away if I don't get angry, I thought to myself.
"Why I'm happy? Hmm I don't know I just am~" he answered. "Well, b
Shizaya: ComplicatedIt was a cold, stormy day in Tokyo, and it didn't look like the weather would be clearing up any time soon. After all, it had been just as gloomy all week, and there had even been a small blackout a couple of days ago. To most people, this dreary weather was getting annoying, but Izaya didn't care. At first, it was amusing to watch how the weather affected the behavior of Ikebukuro's and Shinjuku's citizens. Now, however, the weather was getting to him, maybe just a little.
He wasn't sure exactly how he had gotten himself into this mood. All he knew was that he had started thinking about some rather trivial things and he hadn't been getting much sleep lately. Nevertheless, here he was, walking down the sidewalk in Ikebukuro, soaking wet with his jacket's hood up on his head. When he had left Shinjuku earlier, he had decided to find someone he knew and pester them, but after about two and a half hours of wandering around, he was back to staring off into space and thinking.
Shizaya: Alternate MindsetWell, this was a somewhat awkward situation. Izaya took the glass in his hand, glancing over to his right at the man sitting next to him at the bar. This man - his new client - raised his own glass, took a drink, and began talking about the business they had met to discuss. Unfortunately, Izaya found himself unable to devote 100% of his concentration to listening to the client as the pungent smell of sake wafted up from his glass. He took a sip and tried not to grimace at the taste. So, when was drinking this supposed to become fun?
The sun was disappearing below the horizon, and Shizuo had just finished saying farewell to Simon. Now that he had had a quick dinner, he was more than ready to head home. The sunset was quite a nice sight; the golden sun was casting a warm glow across Ikebukuro in just the right way. It was peaceful, especially since he hadn't seen that annoying flea since morning. Overall, it had been a pretty good day, he guessed. That was... until he saw a familia
Mio Sole. Chapter 20. SpamanoRating: T+ or M depends on how you feel about certain topics
Note: Every ten chapters I post a journal, so read this chapter first then see the journal okay? Thanks.
After a few fruitless attempts to keep the sun out of his eyes and remain comfortable Romano sat up in bed grudgingly and rubbed at his eyes with the back of his hands. He sniffled and yawned when he heard a giggle from across the bed. He glanced over, his vision still hazy, and growled.
"What the hell ya think ya laughin' at Feli?" Romano grunted stretching his back and shoulders. Veneziano only giggled and nuzzled himself into Romano's waist, wrapping his arms around Romano's hips. Romano sighed and began patting his hair with one hand. He glanced at Veneziano's figure splayed on the bed next to him.
Those clothes look fami- wait a minute!
"Feli why the hell are you in my clothes?"
"Hnn?" Veneziano looked down
Frozen Pt.1Pairing: RusCan x <3
Canada: (Matthew Williams)
Russia: (Ivan Braginski)
WARNING: Though the first chapter dose not contain yaoi there may be a chapter or 10 that do! do not read on if you don't like it!
Matthew sat down at the giant oval shaped table and opened his notebooks preparing for the world meeting that was to take place.
He looked up at the clock it was 12:00pm he was an hour early as usual then he would stay and hour after to clean up he didn't like leaving all the work to the maids.
They had to go through enough with their demanding bosses and wearing skimpy uncomfortable outfits.
He looked down admiring his handy work, pencils and pens aligned and spaced evenly with the various notebooks sitting on top one another.
Even though he knew he would end up doodling something about hockey or maple syrup when he became bored of the useless bickering that would lead to no where.
"Who?" Kumajiro chimed in. Matthew looked down at his pet polar bear who was pati