Happy Holidays!

I won't be on for a while, but I wanted to take a little of my time to wish everyone Happy Holidays!

And, if I don't get connected next week at all, Happy New Year!!!

Hope you all get lots of presents! (and so do I)

More Malice

I wanted to share some of the awesome fanart I have found of Alice: Madness Returns. It is unfortunate to say I can't remember who did them, but it was not me. Someone else. If that someone does recognize their work here, and leaves a comment about recognizing his/her work. I don't mind doing so. As long as someone leaves a comment!

I love hysteria. Best mode EVER.

It would be so totally awesome if someone did a movie about Malice... With the appearance of Hysteria. By the way, they are also selling dolls (or as I call them, action figures!) of Alice and Hysteria Alice. But only to members of the site! Talk about unfair...

I recognize this one because they did a drawing of each of the dresses that appears on the game, minus the bonus ones you can buy. Favorite ones are London dress and normal. Too bad Hysteria is not there.

Now, this is something awesome for those who can play this game on the computer. You can actually CREATE your own outfits! Here is one where Alice kept some of the burns from the fire ten years ago. 

This is one amazing art. I like this dress called "fleshmaiden," because is the one that lets you use Hysteria any time you want. But the colors, the detail, the pose. Wow!

Here is the same fleshmaiden outfit, but more of a close-up to the face.

You will realize that there are A LOT of Alice videos with this song (which, for me, is more meant for this game than the movie). But this one was my favorite. Can anyone guess why...?

With how the game ended, this song also seems fitting for the game. Alice in Londerland!

Nabari No Ou Chapter 71

Yay! Finally I have finished chapter 71, do a happy dance! Not me, you. I don't want to, myself.

Okay, I must admit that I wasn't as intricate on editing and details and such, but meh. I am feeling lazy, and is Christmas. That is my excuse nowadays.

While I am waiting for my archive to uplaod. I am typing this as I am waiting for mediafire to upload it and all, I will share a teaser image again of what this chapter. Because I am a nice person that way.

And it's done, so I am cutting this post short. Here is chapter 71.

Enjoy the chapter!

In Memories We Stand, Chapter 5

Title: In Memories We Stand Chapter 5

By: Kira User

Rated: PG13

Summary: Miharu is set on making the most of their time together. 

Notes: Okay first and foremost, this is not a fic that will end all thoughtful or angst or anything. It is just meant to be a little cracky, and silly, despise how it starts at the beginning. Un-betaed, so all the mistakes are my own >~< Oh! Also this is based in the anime-world, so we kind of know where these two are at. 

More Notes: This is more for me than for you all, but this fanfic is definitely not going to pass 10 chapters. I like long stories, especially if they are good and all. But I am not a good writer, and definitely this story is not worth going over 10 chapters XD. Just so you know...

Warning: Intersexual in drag.... But is that considered a warning? Is not like cross-dressing to be honest XD Let us all remember just how... unique Miharu's fashion sense is heh? So this is also a warning too...

You can find Chapter 1 here...

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"Oi! What do we have here...?"

Nobody bothered answering his question seeing that it was not really meant to be answered in the first place. The classmates from Miharu's class backed down a couple of steps, as in fear of the high-schoolers stepping on them accidentally. In that regard, Yoite was more afraid of Miharu being stepped on, with how he placed himself between Yoite and the two newcomers. 

Not that it really did much. The two of them still had a clear view of the group above Miharu's head. 

"I don't think we have seen you before around here. Are you from this school?"

Miharu, never been bothered about his height before, was completely put out at how they seem to be ignoring his existence. He kind of wished he had at least bothered to drink more milk, instead of the juice he used to have as his lunch meal. Not letting his frustrations show on his face, he forced a smile. "Is not, and, if you would excuse us, we will continue on so our presence won't bother you anymore."

The bleach blond guy looked down at Miharu as if he was a bug he stepped on. "Bothered? I never said I was bothered. In fact-" Making an oblivious head gesture, he checked out Yoite's outfit from head to feet. "I am actually glad that we came to this lame festival."

"I know what you mean, Muramata-kun!" Said the other dark haired high schooler, "Is not everyday that you get to see real beauty roaming around."

Feeling his chest about to burst from both embarrassment and anger, Yoite silently pulled Miharu to the opposite direction. He wanted to get far away from them as quickly as possible, before he did something that was against Nabari's rules, and would make Miharu upset for wasting his life energy. The young shinobi was more than happy to follow him, not wanting to completely ruin their visit to the festival. 

"Hey, hey! Where are you going?" Muramata guy placed himself in front of Yoite, blocking him from escaping. "It is bad manners to not introduce yourself when we meet new people, you know?"

"Move," was all the warning Yoite was going to give him.

Moving in, invading his personal space in a way that it was not welcome, he continued. "Why all this defensiveness? We are all good guys here." He raised his arm as if to put it around Yoite's shoulders, when suddenly it was pushed away by a slap from Miharu's hand.

"I would appreciate if you would not to touch Yoite." Miharu's face has never looked more serious to his classmates before. This Yoite must mean more to him than they thought. 

"You little punk!" Muramata seem really surprised that a mere stick figure would dare slap him, and tell him what to do. "Seems I will need to teach you who not to mess with." He smashed his fist against his hand, to show what kind of lesson he was talking about. His dark haired friend walked behind him, showing his support and anxiousness in being part of the fight too. 

Kouichi and Raimei walked to Miharu without a word, and looked at both high schoolers with stern expressions. Kouichi, trying to avoid a fight, said. "I think you should leave."

Both of them snorted, not even a little bit afraid of the threat. "Oh really? Says who, you?"

Suddenly a deeper voice was heard on top of their conversation. "I think Mr. Aizawa has a good point, gentlemen." Kumohira sensei walked towards them, forcing himself in between the high schoolers and the rest of the group. "No violence is allowed, and, if you will not stop, I will have you accused of misconduct to the school."

"You are not in our school!" Accused the dark haired, not believing the teacher one bit.

"Both Mr. Muramata Satoru and Mr. Kamatani Yuki attend Banten High School, class 3D. Your teacher is Mr. Yumiko, and I even have his phone number right here. Do I need to continue?"

"Tch." Muramata grunted, knowing they were defeated. Not wanting to get into unnecessary trouble, they both walked away without a word or backward glance. Yoite felt he could finally breathe at ease. 

As if unfazed by everything, Miharu turned to Thobari. "So, you do have your uses, Kumohira-sensei." Yoite knew, despise the harsh honest words, that it was Miharu's way of saying thank you.

Losing all his cool composure, he looked at Miharu, upset. "Oi! What do you mean? I am a teacher, of course I look out for my students! Oi, where are you going? Rokujo!"

Not interested at all at what else his sensei had to say, Miharu and Yoite were already walking towards the food stands. 

"You might not be able to taste anymore, Yoite. But I still think you will enjoy the food."

He turned to Miharu, feeling a smile appearing on his face. "Yeah, I will." And for that one moment, as their eyes connected, Yoite felt alive, warmth and happy.

To be continued...

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Yes, there is still more to go after this. I will probably won't be able to update until next year because I have a thousand of things to do and such. Sorry! But hopefully this chapter will make it be worthwhile the wait.

Happy Holidays!

Un-Go

Here is me just sharing one of my new found anime obsessions. The name is Un-Go and is a mystery anime really. Didn't even know I like that type...

It kind of happens around a future Japan where a war happened, and then everybody is trying to restore their lives to what they were before. It is kinda cool because you can see Japan all destroyed everywhere. Fallen buildings, destroyed roads, houses that are missing walls... Nice. Is funny to me that a woman was complaining about not having Internet when she was missing a wall on the whole place.

The main characters are awesome, in my opinion. The main protagonist's "helpers" are a demon and a AI robot. How cool is that? Pretty much the one character that rocks the whole anime is Inga.

Here is an example of what I mean.



LOL. Sorry, I had to do it...



Is barely staring this anime. They only have like 10 episodes until now, and no manga. So you can barely find AMV videos of them on the Internet....

This next video definitely is not for the weak or the haters. It really freaked me out to see it, and definitely made it up to my top ten "most awkward anime moments."



Had it been me, I would probably had a whole in my car where I threw the plushie away. Also a case of pointed finger. The thing probably didn't know any better, but what a terrible body to do it... Can't help it, is a robot.

That is all for today! I promise my next post will be the next chapter of the fanfic.

Have a great day everyone.

Ja ne

Can't Seem to Stop

Wow, I have had million of things going on with my life right now. It really surprises me to actually realize that I do have a life...

But seems my sickness has come back, and due that I have been feeling fatigued and moody all the time. I hate it. Everybody is getting crazy with getting the Christmas presents, and I have like tons and tons of projects to do. To make matters worst, I have been wasting my time watching anime. All day. At least is good anime, so it kinda makes the procrastination worth it... Kinda... Maybe...

It is a little funny because, this is a typical me, when I finally find an anime that sounds interesting, I watch it ALL in one go. Then I find another anime that also looks interesting, then continue to watch that one ALL IN ONE GO TOO. I forget to sleep, I forget to eat. That I am still alive is a surprise to everybody.

All this made me think of a little comic that I did (with help of TinierMe because I am too lazy to draw right now), of how I sit down and watch anime all day long.

But jokes aside, before everything gets really crazy with Christmas and family gatherings and all, I do plan to put another translated chapter of Nabari here, and also another chapter of the fanfic I have been writing (please, please, please...).

I just hope I get to survive it all *sobs*.

Have a great day everyone!

Ja ne

In Memories We Stand, Chapter 4

Title: In Memories We Stand, Chapter 4

By: Kira User

Rated: PG13

Summary: Miharu is set on making the most of their time together. 

Notes: Okay first and foremost, this is not a fic that will end all thoughtful or angst or anything. It is just meant to be a little cracky, and silly, despise how it starts at the beginning. Un-betaed, so all the mistakes are my own >~< Oh! Also this is based in the anime-world, so we kind of know where these two are at. 

More Notes: This is more for me than for you all, but this fanfic is definitely not going to pass 10 chapters. I like long stories, especially if they are good and all. But I am not a good writer, and definitely this story is not worth going over 10 chapters XD. Just so you know...

Warning: Intersexual in drag.... But is that considered a warning? Is not like cross-dressing to be honest XD Let us all remember just how... unique Miharu's fashion sense is heh? So this is also a warning too...

You can find Chapter 1 here...

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Him and Miharu were enjoying the quiet evening over the extremely loud chitty chatter that the other couple seem to be very engrossed in. Well, Yoite thinks it must be extremely loud seeing he can actually still hear everything that Raimei is saying. And if the yelling was not enough, she would move her limbs every which way as if to make a point. He wondered if all the normal teenagers were like that too. He remembered the first time he meet Gau, and how he thought Gau somewhat loud, obnoxious and full of a blind sense of justice. Yoite figured that, because he wasn't born normal, he was cursed to never act normal too.

Something he found very odd about Raimei, however, was how one moment he saw Kouichi and Raimei talking in front of them, and the next Raimei goes off with a complete stranger still focused in her conversation, not noticing anything was amiss. Kouichi had to quickly run after her, before the stranger could get over his shock of his new stalker companion. The slight smirk on Miharu's face tells Yoite that this kind of situation has happened before, a lot. 

It was too soon that the four of them saw the lights coming from the festival. Big announcements surrounded by even more lights were slowly enveloping them. People started to appear from all directions, and quickly the quiet evening was no more. 

The four of them went to pay for their tickets. Yoite could feel the stare of people, and once again wished he could hide under the safety of his cap for a little peace of mind. 

"Wow! Look at all those stands! Oh! I always wanted a goldfish, lets go and see if we can catch some!"

Miharu, wanting to enjoy some time of the festival alone with Yoite, said "you go ahead, I will take Yoite to try some of the food from-"

"Rokujo!"

They turned at the sound of his name to see a group that Yoite supposed could be their classmates, judging by how they look to be around the same age.

"Hey guys." Yoite was surprised to notice that with the smile from Miharu, some of the girls from the group started blushing and giggling behind their hands. Looking how the group quickly surrounded Miharu, it was quickly becoming clear that he was more popular than what Yoite or Miharu though. It was probably his apathetic personality that once keep them at bay, but now that he is becoming more and more expressive people seem to finally see their chance to get to know more about the young shinobi. 

How weird that his heart constricted a little at this thought, and, for once, wished Miharu would go back to his previous attitude. 

"Rokujo! What a surprise to see you here!"

"Yeah, we've never seen you coming to a winter festival before."

"I suppose I never really had a good motive to come to one before." Miharu, used to their attention, answered with a shrug of the shoulder. It was how he leaned closer to Yoite, that finally made the intruding group realize that there was new person among them.

"Oh! And who is this?"

His smile seems to have gotten brighter at this question. "This is Yoite, a... friend." Yoite didn't understand what he meant with that pause. The group also stared at him with confused expressions, but, at the sight of Miharu's arm wrapped around his, their faces soon turned to surprise. 

"Oh-Ooh!"

"I didn't know that Miharu liked them older..."

"Uwah... How disappointing is to see Miharu already taken!"

Their responds were making him get more and more confused by the minute. Wanting to be done with the introductions, he said, "good evening."

"Good evening!"

"Yoite, these are some classmates from my junior high."

"Oi! Classmates? What do you mean 'these are some classmates.' We each have our names you know!" Despise their upset tone of voice, they didn't seem to be angry at Miharu, or surprised that Miharu didn't remember their names again.

"Rokujo still seems to be joking about that, even if we have had classes together since elementary."

Miharu didn't look embarrassed at all, with that smile never leaving his face through all of this, "sorry."

"Anyway," one of the guys said, moving a little closer to see Yoite's face properly. "She seems to be a looker."

He glared at this comment, and at the back he could see how Kouichi and Raimei were trying to contain their laughs.

"Yeah! I don't see why you should be embarrassed by being with someone like her. How come you never told us about your 'friend', Rokujo?"

"Oh, I don't know." Miharu grabbed Yoite's hand gently in his. "I must have had too many things going on."

"I'll say!"

"She is really cute."

Miharu's smile has turned somewhat forced by now, and he took a few steps backs, dragging Yoite along with him. "If you all don't mind, we will be going now to enjoy some of the sta-"

"Oi! What do we have here...?"

Once again their conversation got interrupted. They turned to the two newcomers. Two older and really tall guys, even to Yoite's standard. Both of them were at least a head taller than him.

A whispered, "the high-schoolers!" Just about confirmed his suspicions. 

Something about their gaze and their confident attitude made them be a little threatening. Yoite didn't like particularly the look from the bleachy blond guy, who kept giving him a leer expression with his eyes. 

Have they been shinobis from the Nabari world, he would have defended himself no problem. But in the outside world, he is just as vulnerable as the others. Tensing his jaw, he awaited the confrontation he knew was soon to come.

To be continued...

Chapter 5

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Woohoo! Another chapter out of the way, yes! Man, I wish I didn't give myself so many projects to do, to have a little more time to finish this fanfic once and for all. It seems that I keep updating it once every month! My real intention was to update it once every week, what's up with that?!

Anyway, I hope you all like it! What is going to happen?!?! I wonder....

Ja ne

Sekaiichi Hatsukoi What?!

Okay! Just the other day I was just surfing through the Internet, when I came across a news that one of my favorite mangas (well, not really favorite, but I do like to read it) has actually turned into an anime. In no time I searched for it, and spent a lot of time (time I really couldn't waste, but that is how it usually goes, right?) watching it.

And. Oh. My. God.

The anime/manga is called Sekaiichi Hatsukoi a.k.a. Greatest First Love (or something along that crap). This is a world where some girls decided to have a sex change operation, and turned out "gay." Okay, fine. I might sound extremely sexist when I say this, but is either that or this is a shoujo shounen-ai story. Creepy thought.

The manga for me is so much better... Somewhat... At least more graphic in the fun parts...

The anime on the other hand... Well, just let me show you the first episode...

It all starts with a flashback.

Ah, how romantic. Nice environment, good place. Wait, what? What the hell are sakura petals doing INSIDE the library? What is with this memory?!

Egh... Fine... Is shounen-ai, so I can handle it....

*pauses*

.... Okay, I am certain that I must have clicked the wrong button, and went to an shoujo anime or something. There is no way this is their opening.

*checks*

.... It is their opening.

*pauses again*

... Let me triple check, just to make sure...

*checks*

.... Damn.

This is the first time I think that the people of the anime industry had NO IDEA what to put as a opening scene for this series. Really.

Wow, who wouldn't love to work in a place like this? Just imagine it people, this is what the editors go through with our favorite mangakas! It's like we are one step closer to them! Fun.

This is typical scene, "let me show you how a good kissing scene looks like." Wow, sexual harassment on your first day. Looks like this is a place where you are going to have a lot of fun, isn't it?

At least he is handsome.

Now, this is something that kind of bothers me from this mangaka. She is always putting a lot of stories together, and all her stories seem to be connected to each other somehow.

If you are familiar with Junjou Romantica, then you should recognize the other guy, and know what I am talking about.  

It is a sad day when a gay guy has to sit down and read shoujo. Say day indeed. 

If the place where I worked looked like this... I would go and kira myself. I know the whole "when in Rome, do as Romans do," crap, but COME ON!

The plot thickens!

Okay, so I really didn't mention anything about the story. Don't really want to give away so much, in case you actually want to see it. But you kind of get the hint of how this is going to be... Just expect a lot of pink, and a lot of flowers.

Oh, and commercials.... I JUST LOVE THE COMMERCIALS!

Have a lot of fun with this!

Ja ne

Nabari No Ou Chapter 70

Yaaaay! It's finally here! Chapter 70 of the manga!

Wow, it took me a while to set myself to do it. I had too much things going on, although nothing really worth procrastinating this project, but...

Ta~da!

I don't know what is worst. For a fifteen year old boy to look like your thirty something year old mother, of for a thirty something to year old woman to look like a fifteen year old boy. Reminds me of the Beiber incident...

The link is in the picture, but if you missed it. It's right heeeeereeeeee: Link.

Hope you all enjoy it! If you missed chapter 69. You can also find it in this blog under the month of October. Or, to make it easy on you, I will also add link of Chapter 69 here too.

Have a great day!

Ja ne

Yes, Yes, Do shake the baby!

First off, they do have a point about the Babysitting Mama... Why is she babysitting if she is a Mama, and has her own...? Or, should have her own. Makes no sense. But then, watching this video, it makes sense why they took the babies away from her. Should probably stop her from babysitting too.

The wii control IN the baby? That sounds... Rather pornographic...

I don't love that baby either! XD

Really? The creators of the game didn't even bother to get someone to voiceact the Mama who could actually speak English? I can hardly understand what she says in the video...

I wonder if children will have a wrong idea of the babies and how to take care of them...

YES, YES, YES! DO SHAKE THE BABY! XDDDD

We never got to the good part. Changing diapers! Always a lot of fun... For them...

YES, YES, YES! DO SHAKE THE BABY!

I ended up on the floor, laughing at this video...

Oh wow! Tumbler!

I wanted to make a last post before the month was over. Just to add the number of posts per month. I don't know why I do that, but for some reason it upsets me whenever I have only 5 posts per month.

I wanted to posts a winter holiday theme for my blog for this coming Christmas. I am trying to keep it as updated as I can, and also decorate it as holidays come and go. While I was surfing for some images to see how to put my headliner, I find a Nabari no Ou tumbler!

No, it was not made by me. I wouldn't go so low as to promote myself... Er... Maybe...

But it's so cool! They have some images that I have already, and some new images that are really worth looking at. Of course seeing that this is tumbler, you will only find images on this blog. But I love to know that someone out there thinks the same way I do. Nabari is awesome *thumbs up.*

Oh, and do not forget to put your cursor on Yoite button. Round round round round... Yay!

Enjoy!

Nabari no Ou

... Se... Sebastian?

I wasn't really planning on writing anything this weekend. I was a lazy sod who did nothing but read, and read, and read some more. It was glorious.

Anyway, imagine my surprise when I was coming across some new manga in MangaFox, and see this interesting tale called "Cucumber Sandwish." It's starts pretty good, with a little touch of incest here and there, when WHAM! I see THIS!

What the f.... Sebastian?! What the HECK are YOU doing in this manga?!?!?! Okay, so the mangakas styles are not exactly the same, but come on... Who wouldn't think this when they see this image, and is familiar with Black Butler...?

Yoite! Turns out that your hairstyle is more popular than you thought. Aww, don't be shy and look away...

I couldn't get over this. And the more and more this character appearing with THIS face...

Oh, and NOW you are telling me this character also is good at making tea... Great.... Despise this, the plot is still somewhat original.... Somewhat... 

AAAAHHHH! Is Sebastian, I can't get over this!!!!!! o_O 

WHAT IS NEXT? SEBASTIAN AS AN UNDERTAKER TRYING TO SAVE THE WORLD?

Turns out that my next manga it is a about undertakers trying to save over the world. Kind of weird, is like seeing a cross-over of Black Butler and Monochrome Factor, all in one. Creepy.

But you, my friend, are just a copy cat. 

Anyway, that is all I had to say! I really had to get it off my mind. I still can't get over it...

Have a great week!

Ja ne

YoiteMalice....?

Hello everyone! I hope you all had a great Thanksgiving at home (for those who celebrate it of course), of  for those who don't.... Sucks... I love holidays, don't you?

So yesterday went from eating until getting sick, to eating some more because we forgot that we got sick in the first place, and ended up with a full, crampy, stomach and not a wink of sleepiness. I turned, and turned, and turned, and finally occurred to me that tomorrow would be the perfect opportunity to redo a fanart of mine that I have been working on.

The idea of the fanart came like this. I was talking to some of my friends online about the usual, Yoite bla bla bla, Alice from Madness Returns, bla bla bla, when my friend had the crazy idea of pairing them together. I still consider it a rather crazy idea because if they ever did get together (taking aside them being from different worlds, and all that jazz), they wouldn't last AT ALL. With one more crazy than the other, they would be after themselves before the day was over.

I loved the idea, so I decided to draw it.

Not a really extravagant drawing, because I still suffer drawing from something I can't see. I can do well when I do see it, but when it comes from my rather wild imagination, I might as well do stick figures...

But after hours and hours of drawing and coloring, here it is! I had fun, but I can only do it when I really, really have nothing else to do during the day. Which doesn't happen quite that often...

Hope you like it. I really don't like my anime figures... I really wish I could do better, so I could start drawing my own manga.

Anyway, so yeah...

Have a nice day, and enjoy the weekend!

Ja ne

The Kind of Person I Am

I am the kind of person who would respond to a question with, "I want to be a penguin when I grow up. A gay penguin."

I am the kind of person who would dress up all Goth like, and ask for milk in a fast food restaurant.

I am the kind of person who can't ever, ever, get the he/she right in English.

I am the kind of person who, with enough sugar in the blood at three in the morning, would start knocking down boxes at supermarkets while running away ninja style.

I am the kind of person who "doesn't care so much about what you'd expect a normal person to care about." Quote unquote. I still don't know what they mean with that...

I am the kind of person who would study hard with the belief that it will lead me down the road of true evil. Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. So study hard, and be evil!

I am the kind of person that would study art knowing that is much more important than say... Engineering. Right.

I am the kind of person who, when it really matters, says nothing at all.

I am the kind of person who prefers to watch comedy rather than drama. If you want drama, go and watch the news.

I am the kind of person who would only dance when the smoke detector goes off.

I am the kind of person who cannot understand how women are able to spend hundreds of dollars on shoes, but it's perfectly capable of spending hundreds on books.

I am the kind of person who would rather drink coke than beer.

I am the kind of person who would rather drink coke than wine.

I am the kind of person who would rather drink coke than water.

I am the kind of person who gets more excited at the notion of new anime DVDs than a brand new car.

I am the kind of person who almost burns down the house... Three times... And hasn't been found out.

I am the kind of person who prefers to be referred as it.

I am the kind of person who would sacrifice food money for books.

I am the kind of person who, when heating cookies in the microwave make the the entire dorm go on smoke, would ask in front of the police officers if the cookies are okay.

I am the kind of person who hits bigger guys with books, but it's okay. They are chemistry/history books anyway.

I am the kind of person who seems to be the perfect victi-candidate for an interview whenever a gallery opens up.

I am the kind of person who would go through heaven and hell for a friend, but, unfortunately, excepts the same thing in return.

*growls*

Wow, I must say. Wow.

Last week I was in a terrible mood for several misfortunes that happened to me. I was getting so pissed off, that by the weekend I was always in the defensive, and I pretty much growled at my family at one point. The expressions on their faces were hilarious...

Anyway, I finally managed to calm down. As payback now I have to arrange the whole place too for the visits we are having this weekend. Not only THAT, but I also was obligated to cook some part of the meal for Thanksgiving. Blegh...

The good thing I am almost, ALMOST, done with my room! Took me two fricking years to finish, but I can now see the end line from here. It will be awesome. I was really excited, and told my family about it.

Me: Look, mama! I am almost done with my room *shows*

Mom: *sees me surrounded by books, mangas, dvds, pieces of cardboard and trash bags* Yes... I can see that.

Me: I did say almost...

Mom: You said that also two years ago.

Me: That was a different almost.

Mom: ...

Me: ... Now I mean it.

Now my family had the brilliant idea of, instead of buying gifts for everyone, making a secret santa exchange. That way we can buy a really nice gift to one person instead of several small things to all. For the presents, they asked us to put a wishlist that everybody could access, that way you would know what to buy to the person you drew from the exchange. I thought it was brilliant, and of course first thing I put is a videogame. Of course, first thing they say is that I should put something more worthy. My answer was to put a second videogame that was worth more money.

Let it not be said that I do not listen to them.

You would imagine my surprise that the videogame I have been waiting for months, actually came out last year? WHERE AM I LIVING?! I knew I was in my whole little world out there like Malice, but I didn't think I was THAT bad! Oh well, now that I have found the truth, I'M GONNA GET IT.

Highly, highly, HIGHLY recommendable. One of the most epic ps games ever.



And because misery loves company.... Suffer...



Is it me, or is Rebecca in this video too?

Ja ne

In Memories We Stand, Chapter 3

Title: In Memories We Stand Chapter 3

By: Kira User

Rated: PG13

Summary: Miharu is set on making the most of their time together. 

Notes: Okay first and foremost, this is not a fic that will end all thoughtful or angst or anything. It is just meant to be a little cracky, and silly, despise how it starts at the beginning. Un-betaed, so all the mistakes are my own >~< Oh! Also this is based in the anime-world, so we kind of know where these two are at. 

Warning: Intersexual in drag.... But is that considered a warning? Is not like cross-dressing to be honest XD Let us all remember just how... unique Miharu's fashion sense is heh? So this is also a warning too...

You can find Chapter 1 here...

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Standing by the wall, he knew he was stalling from leaving the room and going to Miharu. He couldn't help it. Without the comfort of his usual coat, sweater, cap, and pants, Yoite felt open and exposed for the world to see. A very unpleasant sensation, regardless of how the whole foreign outfit covered completely the marks the Kira has left on his body. Miharu was at least nice enough not to make him expose his skin, save his face. Yet...

Looking at the white gloves on his hands, he hoped his decaying body wouldn't stain the cloth. He felt worried that something as dead as he would contaminate something that he wasn't worthy of. The remorse of seeing his charcoal skin leaving ashy marks wouldn't let him handle the disappointment he could almost see reflected in Miharu's eyes. Despise knowing that Miharu wouldn't react that way, the fear that he could, even deep inside, couldn't calm him down. At the sting of pain, Yoite woke up to find a strain of blood coming from his lip. How curious, he doesn't remember biting his lip with all these worries going through his mind.

This roller-coaster of feelings has already left him exhausted. And the day hasn't even started.

Suddenly the door was opened, and Miharu came in with an enthusiastic expression on his face. "Yoite, are you..."

Yoite turned to Miharu, and watched somewhat fascinated how he got a far away expression with a tint of red appearing on his cheeks. He wondered what he could be thinking about. Getting somewhat conscious about himself, he looked down at his outfit just to check that everything was alright. 

Miharu seemed to finally snap out of it, looking at him with a very unusual light in his eyes. "Sorry, got lost in train of thought. Are you done?"

"Yes." He answered with a slow nod, giving one last final check. 

At this point he forgot all about his bloody lip, but Miharu must have noticed it. He came quickly looking worried. Reaching up, he put his hand on his cheeks, warming up his skin, and searched all over for signs of more blood on him. "Is that blood? Did you have an attack?"

It was certainly not the first time Miharu has been worried about his health, but it still touched him in a very emotional way every time he did. It was like finally feeling the warmth of summer inside his body, after years and years of only winter season invading his heart. He couldn't stop the smile from forming. "I just bit my lip on accident."

The young shinobi left out a breath of relief. "Alright." Regaining his mischievous self, he smiled at him too innocently. "Everybody is waiting for us at the entrance. We should go."

"Who else is coming?" He asked casually, trying to hide the dread that was forming in his stomach.

Dragging him by the hand, he lead Yoite out to the hallway. He could almost see him skipping with the light steps he was taking. "Of course Kouichi and Raimei. They are in my class after all."

Yoite closed his eyes, and, for the first time, he prayed. 

They were both turning around the corner towards the entrance when Miharu addressed the other couple waiting by the gate. "Sorry to keep you waiting."

"There you are!" Raimei said, exasperated for the long wait. "What took you so lo-"

The gasps from the two were so loud, even he heard it.

Kouchi seems to have recovered first,  staring at him and stuttering all the way. "Wha-wha-wha...?"

"What did you do, Miharu?!"

Tilting his head, Miharu asked curiously. "What do you mean?"

"What is Yoite wearing?!" Raimei pointed out with her finger, as if the question and her expression were not obvious enough. 

"A dress," was his answer with a shrug of the shoulders, as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

"A dress?" Kouichi asked, still trying to comprehend the situation. "Okay. First, why is Yoite wearing a dress? Second, why is he wearing gothic lotita of all dresses?!"

At least that answered his question if this was a usual style for wear.

Making that face, Miharu snuggled up to Yoite with a hurtful expression. "I thought he would look good in it. What is wrong with that?"

"No, don't you dare! Don't you dare do that!"

"No, Miharu! No!"

If he wasn't the topic at hand, and wasn't wearing a dress, this situation would be almost funny. Almost. 

A tear fell down his cheek. "It doesn't hurt anybody him dressing up this way."

Yoite knew the other two shinobis fought with all their mights against Miharu's manipulation, but in the end they couldn't go against his wishes. He understood. It is not easy trying to defeat that. With completely defeated expressions, they gave up with a loud sight.

"I can't believe you made Yoite wear that..."

Recognizing his victory, he dropped his act, smiling with joy. "There is nothing wrong with it."

Raimei seems to have whispered something along the lines of, "Miharu and his weird tastes," but he couldn't be sure. Whatever it was, Kouichi was agreeing to it. 

Yoited looked back at the living room with a longing stare. Then Miharu once again grabbed his hand, and pulled gently. "So, what are we waiting for?"

"Okay, fine. Whatever! Let's go!" Regaining her usual excited energy, Raimei started walking with Kouichi following after.

He let himself be dragged along. Yoite looked at Miharu in a desperate plea for comfort. Sensing his stare, he looked up. "It will be alright, Yoite. I promise."

It was not much, but he would take what he can.

To be continued...

Chapter 4

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And that is all for right now! How is it going so far? Good? Bad? Should stop and make it look as in I never, ever wrote it? XDDDD

For those who wonder why Miharu never said anything about Yoite's outfit, this is why. Both of them don't know how to handle compliments, I would know (I also have a terrible time handling them myself). With Yoite, it would make him feel even more conscious of what he is wearing, making him, in the end, back out from his promise. That is why Miharu was hush hush about saying anything of how he looks. 

Stay tuned!!!

Ja ne

I am back! And some Sebastian cosplay pictures

So, sorry for the disappearance for a couple of weeks. They have been very hectic weeks, full of stress, screams, threats, and all that fun stuff...

Okay the real thing is that I had my hands full because for Halloween. Helping a friend finish the final details of her Alice costume, doing the petticoat, the bow with skull at the back, helping her find the stockings, etc, etc.

Then on Halloween, at the "Fall Fest" (I hate how they never call them Halloween parties anymore, because it's not "Politically correct" BS I tell ya...) my dear neighbors were nice enough to volunteer me to do the face painting for the kids. So I spend the WHOLE time painting faces of the kids there. And some weird requested at that. There was one girl who wanted a high heel shoe on her face. Another one who wanted like smeared mascara running down her cheeks. Then some boys wanted zombies, and vampires, and who the heck they think I am?! Michelangelo? Pffff...

With all this finally out of the way, I was informed that I had a exam scheduled with only two weeks to prepare for it. Of course I panicked, and started studying like crazy. Some people were nice enough to tell me not to worry too much about it, because nobody passes at the first try anyway. How encouraging, right? But my mind was set up, and I wanted to have that exam out of the way on the first try. I pretty much beat myself with studying for this one. I was a total wreck by the time the exam came, but I PASSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED! I was so happy, I couldn't stop smiling the whole day (my cheeks still hurt from that, ouch...). My family gave me some money as a reward for passing this test, and what did I do?

TO THE ANIME SHOP!

I asked a friend to take me there, because I wanted to buy some mangas and novels as congratulations to me. I was browsing through the bookshelf, when we come up to the 'yaoi section,' and all the books are covered in plastic.

I point it out, saying. "Look. Now all the books are in plastic covers."

"You know what that means." My friends says, looking at some shirts and stuff.

Smirk. "Yes..."

Then this girl, who was right next to me, looks at me and says. "Have you ever watched Hentai?"

"No." I answered. Because it was true, I never really watched heterosexual hentai at least...

But she seems to have gotten that too, because then she said. "Or any kind of hentai... It is pretty funny, because on the scenes they-"

"YES." I interrupt, amazed that this stranger would start talking about hentai out lout like that. "They are pretty funny. Pretty funny indeed." I was NOT going to start discussing sex scenes with my friend right next to me. What the heck was this girl thinking...? I know I was somewhat rude, but COME ON! Did I look like I wanted to say what I have seen?! It is one of those things that you know you have done it, but you never say exactly what is this that you have done (XD). I rapidly went to see the other merchandise, waiting for the girl to leave. So I could go back and browse at better leisure the titles of the books.

It is still embarrassing to think about it today....

Now that I had the time, I can finally take and post pictures of my Sebastian cosplay! I had a somewhat rude encounter with my family today, so I was not in such a good mood taking pictures. But hopefully they are okay... The lighting was not as good either, so I don't look as pale as I hoped. Not that I can look that pale unfortunately... Unless I bleached my skin or something *shivers*.

Here they are! Though I still don't think I do a good Sebastian, but whatever...

The typical ninja silverware attack! XD Somehow I wish I had a bigger knives... More fun that way I suppose.

I think I will need to rearrange the wig to be a little bit shorter. It seems to be too long to be for Sebastian cosplay. For Yoite too, but it's easier to hide it with the cap. 

Here is me looking at my pocket-watch. Yes, it is the Phantomhive pocket-watch. A friend got it for me as a Christmas present *grins*.

Like I said before, I was not entirely too happy at the moment, or else I would have made the expression a little diabolical or something. Like the smirk that Sebastian usually does... Yeah...

And final picture! I actually had more, but they are not really good. Okay fine, I never ever, ever, will like my pictures, but I did promise...

That is all for today! I am working right now on the next chapter of my fanfic, so hopefully it will be coming up pretty soon. Finally, with the little free time I have for now, I can also work on the translation and editing of the final chapters of Nabari too. Yaaaay!

Have a great day!

Ja ne!

In Memories We Stand (Chapter 2), NnO Fanfic

Title: In Memories We Stand Chapter 2

By: Nemy

Rated: PG13

Summary: Miharu is set on making the most of their time together. 

Notes: Okay first and foremost, this is not a fic that will end all thoughtful or angst or anything. It is just meant to be a little cracky, and silly, despise how it starts at the beginning. Un-betaed, so all the mistakes are my own >~< Oh! Also this is based in the anime-world, so we kind of know where these two are at. 

Warning: Intersexual in drag.... But is that considered a warning? Is not like cross-dressing to be honest XD Let us all remember just how... unique Miharu's fashion sense is heh? So this is also a warning too...

You can find Chapter 1 here...

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The days passed in a lively matter with Miharu dropping in everyday to see him, occasionally accompanied by his friends. The subject of the winder festival didn't come back, not even in the silent yet comfortable moments they always find themselves enjoying. Despise the constant remainder of what it would mean, Yoite never felt the necessity of voicing any of his thoughts. He knew the time would come soon enough. 

Besides, it was not like he won't end up doing it. He will not back out from his promise. Yoite couldn't explain why, but it meant a lot to him to make Miharu happy. When he threatened him to work together, inexplicably the young shinobi stuck to him like glue, and, despise the bafflement he felt at the beginning, he slowly started to warm up to him. So far they have come together that even his decaying senses started to make his voice, his image, his smell, everything about him stand out. Even now, with his sight pretty much being the only remaining sense left, he could still detect Miharu's presence by instinct.

With such a meaningful person in his life, of course Yoite would want to do something meaningful for them in return. If it implied sometimes doing weird request for the Nabari no Ou, so be it. 

One day he was leisurely working on his scarf when Miharu walked up to the room with a small white box in his hands. At seeing that, he immediately knew what it meant, and figured that it was finally time. Trying to calm down his heart, he remained with a calm expression so as to not make Miharu take notice of his anxiousness. 

"Good evening, Miharu."

"Yoite," he greeted happily, placing the box on a couch next to his. Sitting by his side, Miharu grabbed his arm in a gentle squeeze, "how are you feeling today?"

Yoite smiled back, "I'm fine."

Sensing the open invitation, Miharu leaned against him, whispering to his chest. "Today is the winter festival."

He remained quiet, not feeling the necessity to answer. Leaning back, Yoite decided to wait for Miharu to continue. It was always comfortable how Miharu had the sense of knowing when it was necessary for him to talk or not. It is as if words are not needed between the two, and their connection goes far beyond this physical realm. It is still pretty confusing for him how this is possible, but has learned to accept it. He certainly knows that this being called Miharu Rokujo will forever be a mystery to him. 

Miharu turned his head a little sideways, as if to check that the box was still there. "Will you need help?"

As soon as he heard that question, despise the innocence of it, Yoite felt the invasion of conflicting emotions enveloping him once again. Fear, joy, warmth, cold, hesitance, all at the same time in a span of a second. How complicated the heart can be, he thinks. Before, he would claim being empty, and constantly ran away from them, but these feelings always caught up to him. Now they seem to want to make up for the time they were ignored, with wave after wave of powerful feelings roaming inside him. 

Kira was not what usually left him breathless nowadays.

"I'll manage." He finally answered quietly.

Slowly removing himself from their embrace, Miharu got up to the door. "I'll be in the next room in case you need help."

Yoite gave him a slow nod, watching how the young shinobi left the room. At the click of the shutting door, he finally rested his eyes on the white box by the couch.

White, pure, untouched. Steeling his nerves, he took a slow breath, before getting up to open the box. 

He did a double take at the contents of the box. He has seen some dresses worn by Hanabusa-san, Yukimi's sister, and Miharu's friend. Yet, this was... something new. The bows, and frills, and layers gave him an idea that this was no ordinary dress. Dread was once again gripping his lungs so tightly that he had a count his breathing for 10 seconds before continuing. He should have seen this coming. Miharu, after all, had a different sense of fashion according to what his friends have told him. He has seen too how sometimes he comes in with a particular combination of colors in his clothes. 

Gau once commented that he and Raikou would have made a new sense of style in the world have they had the opportunity. 

He took each clothing, trying to figure out how did it all go. By the time he was taking out the stockings, corset, and petticoat, Yoite pleaded that Miharu would at least let him keep his cap on.

To be continued...

Chapter 3

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Maaaaan! This took longer than the first one. Pretty much because it had the first chapter figured it all out before I even wrote it down in my computer. Hopefully the next chapters won't be as difficult, now the more people will start interacting in the story >~<

Review please! Comments are always welcome, they are the cookies to my diet 83

Ja ne