Showing posts with label Multi-chaptered. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Multi-chaptered. Show all posts
Angel
"Sometimes I wonder how rich people live; of course, I know about their countless money, their beautiful house(s), and--sometimes--their desire to be free.

But we really don't know, do we? We have no idea what these people think about and how their rich minds work. Do they wish to be free, like the ones we have watched on TV? Or are they satisfied with their lives and look forward to every day?

If we just sit here, dawdling and dreaming about asking them these questions, then nothing would be accomplished, so I decided to represent all of us and our unwavering minds and interview one of the richest persons in the world."


Angel
A/n: Hello again. :) I'm here, writing another one of my series that take so long to update. I wanted to try out this style and see if I can keep up with it.





I am me and you are you. We are all each other and no one can be any other person, except for themselves. If you wanted to be me, that cannot be arranged for each of us have our own selves and we cannot change them like we change our clothes. If I wanted to be you, it would also not be possible, for I am me and I can never be you.

That is why I make the habit of not admiring others. Admiration might lead to Idolization, which is obviously far worse than the former. Idolization is the act of imitating your role model, and in that process, you might accidentally or intentionally erase yourself. If you erase yourself just to become another person, what would be left of you?

Nothing.

You will not be that person, because as I have explained earlier, we are each other and can never be someone else. We are able to erase ourselves, but we are not capable of drawing our own selves. We cannot make an entirely different person from nothing.

We are not God.


God created everything from nothing at all. That is the main reason we call him God and the one of the few beliefs that scientists cannot counter, because they cannot build a theory that may explain how the world began with the right sets of evidences and proof.

We are dependent.


Not only on other people, but also in this world we live in. Don't deny it. Everything we see comes from nature; some may be artificial, but where do the components of these artificial things come from? Nature, what else? We are dependent on everything around us, for humans are weak beings. We call ourselves the most high of all the living things, but just like them, we also rely on our surroundings and the organisms that live in it.

We are arrogant.


When are we going to admit it? We are arrogant, selfish beings. We copy other people, just for the sake of being someone. We try to question God with our petty little reasons and cause an outburst within the peace of society. We try to act all strong and mighty, but inside, we are actually depending on everything and we owe our successes to the people, environment and the things around us.

This is my story. If you want to say that this is trash, go ahead. We have "Freedom of Speech" anyway, so go ahead, say whatever you want. But I will tell you this: I am me and I can choose whatever characteristic I want to have and you can never do anything about it.

Face the facts. I was, am, and will always be me, and you are eternally stuck to yourself, so why don't we just stop moping around and face the facts? After all, you can never be me. ;)

A/n: OhmyGosh. Did I write that? It feels so...offensive. >< I can't believe I was able to write something like that. I guess I was carried away. =.="  Well~ Until next time~! Bye Bye!
Angel

Chapter Two: The Engagement

It was a partly cloudy afternoon, but the sky showed no signs of rain, so Rin decided to visit her mother’s grave. Len had something to do, but promised to meet up with her later. It was the very first time Rin went there alone, but she could manage. She’d managed to get this far without breaking down and it was all thanks to the prince.

Rin’s POV

“Len-sama really is a nice person. He never gets mad at me when I make mistakes,” I said, facing my mother’s grave. “Even though he’s busy, he always finds time to talk to me.  Mother, I don’t really understand this feeling, but whenever Len-sama’s with me, I feel safe.”

There was suddenly a soft breeze and I know that wherever mother is, she’ll still continue supporting me.  
smiled. I don’t feel the endless pain I felt days ago.

I always thought that when my mother dies, I would never be healed, but I guess I thought wrong. My life 
was so simple when my mother was still here. I would just occasionally help with cleaning and stuff. Now, 
my life is much more complicated, but with Len-sama with me, I’m going to be fine…I hope.

“I need to go now,” I said, standing up, “Len-sama says he has something urgent to tell me.”

I left with a smile on my face.

Normal POV

“Rin…” Len said, looking down.

“What? Hurry up.” Rin said, getting impatient, “I have several chores to do. I also have to—“

“I’m going to be engaged soon.”

Rin looked up at Len. There was this sad look in his eyes that made Rin think he didn’t like the girl. But still, 
Rin had to support him in whatever he does. She wants him to be happy. She knows he can choose for 
himself and he has the ability to reject the offer if he didn’t want to do it.

And so, Rin smiled at him and said, “That’s great! Who’s the lucky girl??”

Len was disappointed. He didn’t want to marry the girl, but he didn’t have any valid reason to reject the 
engagement. But still, he doesn’t want to show Rin that he’s sad. He wants Rin to be happy, so he needs to 
smile too.

“Her name’s Miku, the princess of the neighboring kingdom.”

“I know her!” Rin said, “I saw her picture somewhere. I heard she’s really nice, too.”

“Yeah, she is.” Len said with less enthusiasm in his voice, “We’re childhood friends.”

“That’s great!” Rin exclaimed, “I can’t believe you’re getting married to a princess! Well, it’s not really 
surprising because you are a prince, but if it’s me, I wouldn’t have believed it. Congratulations, Len-sama!”

“Woah. Woah,” Len said, “I think you’re taking things too fast. I’m not even married yet.”

“Sorry,” Rin said, “I just can’t believe it.”

“Yeah, me too.” Len looked down suddenly

For a while, there was an awkward silence between the two of them. Both of them were afraid to talk due 
to different reasons. Rin didn’t want the hurt to increase. The moment Len said ‘I’ and ‘engaged’, she 
suddenly felt an unexplainable hurt in her heart. Len couldn’t find anything left to say. He was afraid to face 
the truth. He didn’t want to face the truth.

As the days went by, Len and Rin grew more distant. Len had stopped visiting Sachiko’s grave with her. Rin 
would often hurry on to do different chores when he approached. They didn’t understand why, but they both 
needed some time alone.

One day, while Rin was buying some things the castle needs, she bumped into a blue-haired guy.

“Sorry.” Kaito said as he helped the blonde girl up, “I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going.”

“It’s…Okay...” Rin said, as she collected the fruits she dropped due to the fall. Kaito helped her.

“I’m Kaito, by the way.”
“I’m Rin.” Rin said, awkwardly.

“Hmm…” Kaito said, rubbing his chin, “I know practically everyone here, but I’ve never seen you before.”

“Oh, well. There must be a really logical explanation to that,” Rin said, obviously hurrying.

“And what may that logical explanation be, Rin-chan?” Kaito asked. Rin flinched at the honorific. Only her 
mother calls her that.

“Just Rin. Please,” Rin immediately said.

“Why?”

“Why do you need to know?”

“Because I’ve got nothing else to do—Hey, you come from the castle, don’t you? “Kaito suddenly asked.

“Yes, why do you need to know?” Rin asked, rudely.

“Just curious,” Kaito said and winked at her.

“Don’t you dare stalk me,” Rin warned. According to Kaito, she’s so cute!

“Why would I do such a thing?” Kaito asked in a teasing matter.

Rin growled at him before proceeding back to the castle.

‘Interesting’ Kaito thought.

As Rin walked back to the castle, she suddenly felt like someone was following her. After a few more 
minutes, she knew there was somebody there.

“Who are you and why are you following me?” she demanded. Of course, if it was any other girl, they would 
have run away by now, but Rin was Rin, and that’s how she responds when somebody follows her.

Suddenly hands covered her eyes and mouth and she felt dizzy…

I think I forgot to put this here before, so here it is! I was sick when I made this, so it may not be very good.
Angel
I haven't written for a long time and have no new ideas whatsoever so I'm going to continue a Multi-chaptered story. To read the first chapter, please click here.

"So, Hotaru, I hear Ruka-pyon's got a rival," A grinning brunette told her best friend, nudging the latter's shoulder.

"Okay," Hotaru replied, not bothering to look up from her ongoing invention.

Mikan sighed at her best friend's indifference. Doesn't she realize that maybe Ruka and her might split up!? That the "rival" may destroy their wonderful relationship!?


The two were at the Inventor's room and Mikan was trying really hard to strike up a conversation, but apparently, Hotaru wasn't in the mood to talk, since she's really busy with her new invention.

"Hotaru, do you even care for your and Ruka-pyon's relationship?" Mikan said, running out of words to say.

To her surprise, Hotaru put her screwdriver down and stopped working. Mikan looked curiously at Hotaru, who had her back facing the brunette. She couldn't see her eyes, so she couldn't tell what she was feeling. Whether it was hurt or confusion, she didn't know.

"Hotaru..?"

"I do care," came a voice from the raven-haired girl.

Mikan smiled, knowing that her best friend may be blushing at that moment. She grabbed her hand and said, "I believe you. And I'm sure Ruka-pyon knows that too."

---

"Damien?" Natsume snorted. "What a stupid name. How does he expect to tame the Ice Queen with a stupid name like that."

Ruka frowned. "Bad choice of words, Natsume. According to the internet, apparently, the name "Damien" means "to tame."

Natsume raised an eyebrow. "You researched on his name?"

"I-I was just curious!" Ruka defended, knowing that this conversation would lead to an awkward discussion with Ruka desperately trying to prove his gender and Natsume, thoroughly teasing him.

Again.

"If he was never born, everything would have been better," Ruka said.

"Now that's just cruel," Natsume said, smirking. "Cruel, but true."

---

"Ma dame équitable, a fait vous le sav Paris is considered the capital of the world in terms of quality of life?" Damien asked, clearly proud of his own country.

"Okay," Hotaru replied, not even caring about "France."

He had been talking about France this and France that for the past hour and Hotaru is sick of it. Would it hurt to talk about something else for even just a minute? For a moment, Hotaru thought of Ruka, and how he would always let he pick the topic for their conversation.

Hotaru unconsciously smiled.

"Hotaru-sama?"

Hotaru again covered her real self up with her curtain of indifference. "What."

Damien pouted, attempting to look cute. "Why do you hate me so much?"

Hotaru sighed. 'Ruka Nogi, if you don't come here this moment, I am going to maul you later.'


It was annoying for her, listening to a guy who clearly had nothing more to do than to talk. He also hated it when she wouldn't listen and would get more annoying.

A soft rustling was heard and when Hotaru looked up, she saw the guy she was waiting for. Dressed in a blue sweater and black pants, Ruka Nogi made his way toward his acquaintance and girl friend. Why did she need to pick out such a bushy place to have tea?

"Uh..hi." He greeted, awkwardly.

"Oh, hi, Nogi-san!" Damien greeted a little loudly. "Hotaru-sama and I have been waiting for you for so long! Of course, I entertained her, because she looked positively bored! Do you want to join in..."

The rest of Damien Blaise's words were tuned out of the minds of the couple as Ruka Nogi went to get a chair, never losing his gaze on Hotaru.

---

"Strasbourg?" Damien asked. "That's the one where Abraham Lincoln died, right?"

"What?" Ruka answered, completely unaware of that fact.

"I'm just kidding," Damien said, inwardly laughing because Ruka doesn't know a thing about his hometown.

"Of course you were..." He muttered.

Hotaru rolled her eyes at the her two "bodyguards" for the evening. They have been acting immature all day and she isn't enjoying it one bit. They just finished "tea," and were heading over to see a movie. Hotaru looked over at the two boys. They were almost polar opposites, except for the fact that they have French Blood.

'I wonder what my life would have been if Ruka had never gone to my life...'

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All animes mentioned in this blog are not owned by Keiko Sakura. All names in stories, save for the anime ones, have been thought of randomly and are not implying anything.