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[Drabble] Every year

Title: Each year
Author: Ikiru
Fandom: Vocaloid
Claim: Kagamine Rin, Len Kagamine.
Rating: K +
Words: 477
Warning (s): Bizarro "maybe?
Summary: For them, a candle on the cake was just a year older than I was torn.
Notes: of Kagamine POV.

Disclaimer: "Vocaloid and its characters are not mine. Are Yamaha, Crypton and others. I do not profit with this, and blah blah blah ... "

Both were in complete darkness inside the room, only had a couple of candles in front of them, even a little enlightening. There was also an unexpected silence on it, I might add, and the silhouettes seemed to be waiting anxiously for them to do something about it.

intertwined their hands gently and stared darkly observed before killing downtime around them. They could not help but feel extremely excited.

At that time the room had been left in complete darkness, and the silhouettes disappeared. In return, many voices were heard in chorus, shouting with joy alegríay deep. Moments later the dark reveled including left, but were still not back those silhouettes. Now I just saw Miku, Kaito and Meiko surround them in a family hug, with smiles on their faces.

unconsciously smiled while her eyes again fixed on the contrary.

- Happy birthday, Len-chan and Rin-kun "said an excited Kaito while giving them a bear hug to minors.

- Onii-chan! We're choking! "complained Rhine, trying to escape the big squeeze.

"Oh ..." said the face of both mirrors in his arms and immediately released them from their grip "Sorry.

"Okay, can we start?" Said Chestnut holding a rather suspicious-looking bottle.

-Onee-san, what's that in your hand is not sake? "Questioned an innocent Miku as she watched with curiosity that had the biggest hand.

"Do not worry, Miku-chan. Only be a Slight. "said Meiko with mischief in his words. Miku gave a doubtful sound to it.

"All this is so weird ..." muttered an embarrassed Len, watching the scene in which he was interfered. Just did not quite get used to all this ...

- Ice Cream! Where is the ice cream?

While a Kaito fell to the ground knocked out courtesy of a very angry-Meiko, Miku looked toward the kitchen, singing happily to prepare snacks. A warm, began to get involved, while that they turned to smile with complicity and sat on the floor to wait.

knew that as much as they did, they would not return and, each year was the same. Sometimes they looked happy, sometimes included apathy, could appear only one, or see a large group. And even there were times when you simply did not appear! Still liked to think that any moment could return to watch them so intently, as they always seem to do it.

They appeared and dissolved with each passing year. A candle on the cake for another year indicated they will take. Years happy, sad years, memorable years ... I was merely indifferent.

And there would be two, watching intently until the last minute. Until the candlelight gave his last breath before vanishing, until everything disappeared and returned to be the rule of always ...

And there they would just for them.

As every year ...


Well, I wrote this for now so the twins Kagamine birthday (Happy birthday, guys!). Sorry if everything was so weird, but that was what came out of my head. A crooked and rather messy idea xD

If my Muso agrees to negotiate with me, I'll get another fic for new year (I hope). Many greetings.

Cheap Airsoft Desert Eagle In Gold

catch me. I have taken very strong. Only

had seen a couple of non-whole episode on TV, besides always repelled me hooked on what is fashionable, and everyone on the network did not stop with the series and how cute they were protos .. .
to me the recommendations of the compass of roleplaying games,
- "Just as handsome guys who are worth it" -
, but then was so hooked on Doctor Who. But that affection waned with the end of the third season. Donna had hopes in the fourth, but as I'm busting spoilers aware of what happened at the end of that season, and if I disappointed the way with the Master, was not able to cope with what they would do with Donna.
then redirected my attention other series.

coincided around that time that a friend of my boyfriend we strongly recommended us to see an episode of Supernatural at the end of the first or second season, he was not sure which it was made from the point of view of a zombie. There sono flute. Zombie.

With such limited data (and then discover that they were wrong), I embarked on the search for the network of this delicious and exotic episode: 'An episode made from the point of view of a zombie'
thus became my goal game, and what appeared to have quickly found that this connection was the title "Blood of dead." So download it.
Vampires.

Vampires, very different. Hunters. Hunters who receive ostia, yell at each other, dirty, sudan y. .. Ostia! This rocks! Chop the hook.

Or, if you want to make biblical references, bitten apple and a cake this as my boyfriend.

For prevention to this is not the right episode had already downloaded the previous and NEXT, "Hometown," "Salvation", "The Tampa Devil."

threw the cane. The end of the first season I did a lot of yelling at the TV. Only lately had done that with Doctor Who, but that reflection would make it much later. Trepiante was racing, rolling with every episode, excited, elated, and at every step my boyfriend was living with equal intensity, although the reason inento me to see the first episodes.

I could stop at 2.11. In the metamorphosis. In - "we're screwed" . And restarted the series since its inception. And now we are two chapters to reach the broadcasting uses.

totally hooked. And enjoying it.

Would It Go On My Credit If I Turned In A Lease

[Drabble] Light


Title: Light
Author: Ikiru
Fandom: Hetalia - Axis Powers
Character (s): Southern Mexico (girl) and Northern Mexico (boy) (Latin Hetalia).
Rating: K +
Words: 282
Summary: " Why are we passing this to us? No, why did this happen to me ? "

If you have a phrase to describe his situation would be:" Go to the sameness shit pit, world. "

was tired, frustrated, not wanting to do or can do anything, and that was what bothered him. Lying there in the old and comfortable bed in a long travesíaa through your subconscious, so many questions and not a response seemed to greet him with feigned cordiality.

His brother was not. Had decided to leave that little pit in which both were living. I thought that this could free your head of all this, poor deluded; much time with the Lord America had affected him. Although not blame him, she was in a rather similar situation, only decided to follow the path to resignation. But why would send all his pride to the shit, no sir.

Why are we passing this to us? No, why did this happen to me ?

Again and again hit his head ...

His light was gone, and with it their hopes, but he had something of value. enough to face all this nightmare .

sighed one of many times in this terrible darkness. Volveríaa again hang out with her ...

and time in order that she preferred do not remember talking to her boss appeared incomprehensible words, his brother came in haste, and then it, its light, again.

And so, your faith also returned damaged. Although I knew that did not last long.

could see, was waiting. For the next time ...

He smiled, sinking into a box full of lies that she had finally built, while his brother asked him if he wanted anything for dinner.

Well, this was something I wrote awhile ago, when the light was at home (duh). By the way, fanmade of Mexico I've used are not mine. The same goes Hetalia series, which is Himaruya-san.

Finally I get a little short! (LOL) And by the way, is the first fic that I publish in the journal. Later I will bring more.