@Kairu, haha LOL. You didn't figure it out? It was kinda obvious to me. It's... *wait for it* Yuushi~! I always thought Yuushi was better than sensei. I don't like sensei.


I've been watching "Annoying Orange" lately and been enjoying it. :D I like Pear. :3 And I've also been listening to Gumi's "I'm sorry for being a closet otaku." I like it. :) Also, Ritsuka's Hello/ How are you. And Dear Mother by Miku. Oh, and Kaito's When I get home my wife always pretends to be dead. I love them all~! School's fine and I'm classmates with Natsuki, one of my best friends. I've also made some new friends. And two of them likes anime. Yay~ Andi (not real name) is really good in drawing. I saw her drawing once and Yvy (also not real name) 's favorite anime is Special A. Recently, I don't have any requests as a beta-reader, but I really want one! If you want a beta-reader, keiko-chan is at your service!


PS: I'm just sneaking out writing this and I don't know when I'll get to use the computer again. :(


~Keiko-chan

A/n: My first chocolate cosmos fanfic. :D Dedicated to Kairu: (if you ever read this) good luck in your new school! When you become famous, remember me. :)




Dear Sayuki Sakurai,

I'm tired of waiting for you. I have been trying to impress you since the day I met you. Why must you be so stupidly dense?

Are you happy now? Even if it sounds cliched, I'm still going to say it. You broke my heart like the way a careless sister drops a medicine bottle. You must be having fun with your new 'secret' boyfriend. As if it's not obvious. For me, anyway.

I don't even know why I'm writing this. You make me do this. It's your fault. If you have seen me right there beside you, it could have been a better picture. I'd take care of you. I'd make you happy. And we don't even need to make it secret.

But, no, you just had  to fall in love with an idiotic sensei. Is he that great? Not even saying that he's a teacher. How idiotic.

He's a coward, you know that? He doesn't deserve you. You deserve an awesome, handsome man. Like me.  You said you liked me before. Why didn't you tell me? All because of a stupid  eraser. How idiotic. Do you know that if two idiots get together, the world will explode? Or something like that.

So come back to me already.

A/n: It totally sucks. GOMENASAI!! I had this crazy idea of 'getting tired of waiting' with my mom. Don't ask. And I got the stupid metaphor (or was it simile?) about the medicine bottle because my sister dropped one when we were eating dinner. And I thought it was like crushing a heart. I mean, breaking it. I suck. :(

 And I'm sorry I told you all that I won't be active for two weeks. Okaa-san changed her mind. ;D So now...I present to you: The different meanings of Birthdays!

For the happy-go-lucky, it's a day of being happy and celebrating the day of your birth.
For the drama queens, it's means you're a year closer to your death.
For the ones who don't care, it's a normal day, filled with normal events.
For the feeling-old, it's a day when everyone reminds you of how old you are.
For the sadists, it's a day when you remember the day you were introduced to this... place. (If you're a sadist, you'd understand it)
For kids, it's a day when you receive all those pretty presents.
For the egotistics, it's a day to celebrate the day when a blessing was brought upon this world: them.
For the forgetful, it's a day of running around the mall, looking for a perfect present, running around National Bookstore, looking for a perfect card and running to the party. Basically, it's a day of running.
For the improvisors, it's a day of finding quotes like 'How do you expect me to remember your birthday, when you never look any older?' and sending it to the birthday person's e-mail when you get a phone call, telling you how great the party is.
For the rich, it's a day of dining in a fancy restaurant with all your friends.
For the snobby, it's a day of insulting other people's clothes and not getting scolded coz it's your 'special day.'
For the rich and snobby, it's a day of dining in a fancy restaurant, while insulting other people's clothes with your friends.
For twin sisters, it's a day of exchanging presents when they like the other one's better.
For wives, it's a day of receiving pretty flowers from husbands. Or a day of screaming at husbands for forgetting.
For husbands, it's a day of racing into a flower shop and racking your brain for your wife's favorite flower. Or a day of screaming if you forget.
For husbands and wives, it's one heck of a day.


A/n: I'm so sorry it sucks! Don't kill me!!! TT^TT I'm too young to die!! TTATT

Kairu hasn't been updating for a while. :( (Kairu's blog) I understand that she has school and they already have two projects for it. Poor Kairu. It's partly her fault for transferring schools, though. It was her choice and I'm sure she knows the pros and cons in it. That's life. Whenever you make a decision, it's a package. Well, need to stop typing now before I start containing figments of my suckish life. Ja ne~

A/n: This story's been in my mind for a long time now, so I just wanted to post it. Hotaru may be a little OOC in this. I'm not sure if I'll be able to update some day, but I'll try~!


"Ruka."

Ruka whipped his head to his right, his eyes boring into the amethyst ones of his girlfriend. He could see worry in her eyes, replacing the usual dollar signs. He immediately knew that something was wrong. He wasn't dense, after all.

"What's wrong, Hotaru?" He asked, worry evident in his sapphire orbs.

Hotaru sighed first then looked directly in his eyes. "I'm... getting engaged."

Ruka stared at her, unable to process anything until two seconds after.

"EH!?"

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"I-I--M-My name i-is Nogi Ruka," Ruka said, not believing that he just stuttered. Hotaru inwardly face-palmed.

A tall, brown haired-man with six-packed abs that were hidden beneath his appealing attire smirked at how fast 'the blonde boy'--as he calls Ruka-- became embarassed. He at least expected a guy as tall as him, but with this kind of guy, he's definitely going to win over Hotaru.

Hotaru crossed her arms over her chest, muttering negative things about Ruka under her breath. She sighed. How could he look so miserable? He was terribly failing. He was stuttering and couldn't even talk straight. His shoulders were hunched down and he looked very uncomfotable. He was occasionally tugging down at his sleeves unconsciously. His feet were beside each other and twitched at times.

'He looks like he needs to pee.' Hotaru thought, quietly questioning how he fell in love with the guy.

Hotaru directed her attention to the tanned guy in front of her boyfriend. He looked really handsome, maybe even surpassing Ruka's bestfriend, Natsume. He was obviously enjoying seeing Ruka all flustered up. He was smirking and he looked really handsome. He was wearing a simple sweater, since it's a little cold. His posture was perfect and he had his hands in his jacket pockets. He seemed used to the cold weather, unlike our favorite animal-lover.

Occasionally, the French guy would look toward Hotaru and wink, which greatly aggravated Ruka.

"Je suis Damien Blaise," the French guy finally said, "Je crois que vous devriez arrêter sur mon cher Hotaru, parce que, évidemment, vous ne mettez pas de chance contre moi. Comme vous pouvez voir, je suis français--" [I think you should lay off on my dear Hotaru, because, obviously, you don't stand a chance against me. As you can see, I am French--]

Ruka quickly cut him off, "Je suis la moitié du français." [I'm half French.]

Damien's smirk disappeared and after a few minutes, he spoke, "... Vous n'avez pas toujours de chance contre moi." [You still don't have a chance against me.]

Hotaru suggested, "Why don't we all--Oh, I don't know--go inside?"

Damien smiled at her and said, "You know, I was just going to say that! You read my mind, my dear Hotaru! Like they say, 'Quand vous aimez vraiment quelqu'un, vous savez toujours qu'ils pensent'" [When you truly love someone, you always know what they are thinking]

Hotaru sighed and proceeded to walk inside. Contrary to popular belief, she never liked the cold. She liked being in front of the fireplace reading a good book.

"My Hotaru's house is as beautiful as always~!" Damien praised.

Hotaru wanted to hit him, anything just to stop him from calling her his Hotaru. She didn't belong to him. She belonged to Ruka, who by the way, just sneezed.

Damien held back his laughter at Ruka's idiotic sneeze.

"You call zat a sneeze?" Damien challenged, "I'll show you a sneeze!" And he sneezed really loud.

Then they had a sneezing contest, until Hotaru stopped them both, by shooting them with the BAKA gun.

"That hurt, Hotaru!" Ruka complained, rubbing his head from the impact.

Damien simply smiled. "I will accept anything that comes from my dear~!"

Hotaru glared at them both, letting her actions talk for her, because, as we all know, talking is such a pain. Both of the guys shivered and quieted down.

"So what do we do know?" Ruka asked, getting tired of the silence.

Damien suggested, "Why don't we compete for Hotaru-sama?"

"Okay," Ruka replied.

I won't be active starting next week Monday!! It's because school's starting and my parents want me to study for the upcoming start of schools! I may be able to update about two weeks after that one, but it's still indefinite! Besides, I can't post anything because I'm having Writer's Block anyway. *sigh* I'm going to miss the Internet!!

~Keiko

I'm so proud of this. :D And once I figured I had nothing to do, I just listed this down~ The once battle between 'Forbidden' and 'The Best Birthday Ever' has been concluded. Forbidden wins. :D I have to admit, 'Forbidden' was more planned than 'The Best Birthday Ever.' But the latter has been included in a community. I think its name was 'Gakuen Alice Lovely Fanfics.' Thanks to mi.chan27 for adding it, if you're reading this. :D




I'm not boasting! It's not even something to boast about!! I'm just bored and have nothing to do. :D PenName in fanfiction.net: Sakura Keiko (My profile!)

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The Best Birthday Ever	4,678	4	9	1,432	1	9	3
The Last Dance	1,865	4	4	633	0	3	1
Proposals	271	1	4	214	0	3	0
In my eyes	559	1	2	212	0	2	0
In Love With My Best Friend	1,239	1	3	194	0	1	0
Why can't I move on?	1,604	1	7	189	0	10	11
Misunderstanding	811	1	3	75	0	0	0
If Only	687	1	1	58	0	1	0
Arigatou	269	1	3	56	0	0	0
The Graduation Speech	2,022	1	3	49	0	0	0

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I haven't posted for a while--Okay, you got me. Not really a while. Two days, to be exact. I'm just having... you know, Writer's Block. (as usual) And school's starting soon. So I won't be able to post from about June 13 to Friday that week. I can only use the computer on weekends and Fridays... So... I'm going to give you this:

Note: This is a not a fanfic, nor a story with Japan as setting. It is one of my oldest fics and I think it's situated in the Philippines. I also do not think I will be able to update this in a while.