ninizukaka

Heaven’s Fire Slowly night fell over Houston, Texas, the smog of the city blocking out the gleaming jewels that sparkled in the midnight sheet slowly being draped over the world.   Hidden away deep within the warehouse district, three Fallen Angels shrank from a raging Blackheart.  Barely covered by the shadows, they watched as he stampeded about their makeshift hideout, occasionally sending old crates flying across the warehouse in his fury.  The waves of blood curdling rage pouring from the demon only added to the miasma of chaos and death that seemed to constantly pour from him. “How?” 

         With her hands held close to her chest in a humble manner, and a sad expression covering her face, Orihime stepped in front of the crowd once more. “I really don't think that after that last turn, we should continue playing. I'm sorry everyone, but this game is officially over.” As Orihime tried to step away, Nnoitra barged through the front door, grabbed your arm and marched off to the closet with you. “I don't think so. This game isn't over until I've had a turn.” With your hand tightly in his he walked inside the dark space, slammed the door and sat down on the ground with a terrifyingly wide grin spread a

           “I was told that all my staring was starting to scare some of the girls away.” Standing by the still full basket of items, Ryuk let out a bitter sounding laugh. “Since I don't want to lose players over this face of mine, how about one of you just volunteer, hmm?” No one responded to his suggestion. Not even a single person moved from their seat. “Well, isn't anyone going to come up here?” Silence filled the large room once again, until finally, you stood from your seat and spoke. “If no one else is willing to go, I'll do it.” “There we go, I knew someone would eventually speak

A small sigh, followed by a short heavy sob, followed by the sound of the barren desert.  Where was everyone?  Were they really dead?  Men, women, children; all gone.  Why?  What was the reason?  Was there even a reason?  You didn’t think so; but then again, what did you know, you were a foolish 20 year old girl.  Beneath your feet you felt something; water?  No, it was something thicker than water, something that smelled of iron, something that was dark red.  It was blood.  You held your breath and in attempt to prevent yourself from gagging; it failed.  Hazy.  Why was everything so hazy?  Spinning.  Why was everything spinning?  You r

'' means thinking "" means speaking I do not own death note or any of its characters :3 >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>on with the story                                            Chapter 1 It has being a long day. You just wanted to get in bed and go too sleep so as soon as you got in from school, you ate some dinner and went straight upstairs. You were so tired but you had to do tons of homework. So you did it. It took you right up to about 11pm. You were so tired you didn't even put your pyjamas on and you just fell straight to sleep. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> a couple of h

Chapter 5: Not really as planned...(Part 1) - " Sebastian...Could you please stop staring at me with that grim expression plastered on your face? " you asked in disbelief, the eyes of your lover darkening even more. - " You never told me about this ``Brown guy`` " he said. " How long did he try to seduce you?! " - " How many times will I say it?! I always turn him down, for Lucifer's hatred! " - " That doesn't mean he won't try anything! " You huffed and turn your back at him. Sometime, Sebastian could be such a child! You weren't the kind of girl to cheat on her man, didn't he know? - " Sebastian, we are going to a dinner with Tamara a

You were in a hotel, built in a style of old Japanese architecture. Your partner got... somewhere.   A lightning crossed the dark sky and there was a thunder so loud, it almost blowed your ears. You jumped slightly and hugged your knees, closing your eyes.   You were afraid of storm. Hell! It scarred the shit out of you. You feared it because of that event, which happened in your early past...   When there was storm, you always were returning to it, remembering your family being killed with a spell of Raiton. Pathetic. How could this proud, cold and surely powerful member of Akatsuki, who never showed her emotions, be scared from storms li