TobiRyuKamikaze

Rain Rain holds so many meanings. Refreshing and cool, it washes away your worries. Hard and relentless, it smothers all sound. Preceded by a sharp, brisk scent and darkening sky...it is the water to wipe the slate clean. Japan Home is where the heart is. Haha, if that's true, then is your heart where your home is, too? Smile "Why are you always smiling so much?" Gokudera growled. He made a move and I had to block his punch to my gut. "Well, why are you always so violent, Gokudera?" I laughed. His fist disappeared as soon as Tsuna turned to look at us. He gave both of us an exasperated look. "Yamamoto, we have to pay attention to the lesson i

 The mind, you think, is such a wonderful thing. Your best friend gives you a curious glance, and you realize that you've thought aloud. You both turn back to the book/magazine in your hands. And you sound like you've lost yours, your friend snickers. You always sound so crazy, ---. Snickering back, you reply, Why thank you, I do try to be unique amongst the throngs of like-minded creatures. You flip a page of the magazine, passing pictures of models, idols, actors, wannabes, you, you, you... Ever wonder what it'd be like to be on Broadwayyy? you fade off. Your foot kicks the chair into a gliding spin. The whitewashed ceiling above you ro

Our Denouement...Finale Going about our daily routine, I hide in the crowd, trying not to be seen. Life is not as easy as it seems, So I decide toss away my soul and dreams. I wonder what it would be like to fly, Unhindered and free through the clouds in the sky Like one of those eagles on the wing, Without having to worry about a thing. And once again, upon the ground, I lie waiting for death, without a sound. If I were more rich—popular—smart— Would I be able to fill this hole in my heart? How, truly, could one forget Their piled up sin and gathered regret When at last they reach their final place To only find

You Cannot Make a Spineless Body Move Sloth: one of the seven Deadly Sins defined as the indulgence in sluggishness and indolence. This is the definition of my generation. We have grown up as citizens of "The Land of the Free", pampered as the offspring of our brilliant predecessors. We are living in pompous comfort compared to the conditions just sixty years ago, when segregation was still commonplace, the Cold War was in full force, and the Space Race had begun. In my time, segregation has evolved into cliques, war has become hot as well as nuclear, and the NASA astronaut program has been shut down by the government. There has been so muc

THE THIRD-FLOOR BEDROOM It all began when someone left the window open. ---------- There was once a time when Birds ruled the land and skies. They were hailed as gods, free to fly uninhibited among the clouds and through the sunbeams. With towering headdresses of gold, and with breasts of ruby, emerald, and sapphire, Birds claimed the highest mountains as their own. Then, Humans came. Two-legged and awkward, they struggled to survive. Birds sneered at the mammals, stranded and starving upon the land. However, Humans soon discovered fire. They exploited its use so that, quickly, the flames of industry burned across the mountain, razing t

Playing with Fire A boy and a girl stood, partners in crime, looking down upon their four outstretched palms. The boy breathed a flickering flame ashine; the girl whispered words filled with soothing alms. Within that fire, a bright scene was lit. A family of five--mother, father, brother, and sister--sat about a pit. Eating, from what the partners could gather. Smiling and happy, they shared their joys and woes: a conglomeration of some sort. They were satisfied with their decent hands. If in poker, it would not come up short. The boy whistled a melancholy note, and the girl grasped for his cruel mouth too late. Sadly, she wa

I never meant to say goodbye. I didn't want you to know I lied. My backpack filled with tests and things, Of sketches of mermaids and wings. You took them all with you, Whipping them away from me, Taking my strawberries away from the cream. And as the clock continued forward, I watched you walk away. The grass beneath your feet began to sway— Wind from a place far, far away Whispered, "You knew this was going to happen," In a slippery voice. I felt a wetness in my eye and had to blink. As I thought of the day we met, And I had felt butterflies in my stomach. I'm so sad to see you go, Like a cowboy riding into the sunset

one two three – no matter how many times he counted, it just didn't add up it's enough to make me doubt He was a genius in all his academic studies (though he preferred to not show it). If his attitude and appearance were discounted, he would be a star student of Namimori Middle School. His excellent brains would never fit his delinquent bomber image, but he was grateful for his smarts. "All the better to help the Tenth with homework," Gokudera thought. "Here, Tenth," he said. "If x equals 1 in that equation, then y would equal the square root of 3." "Haha! But that's what I put down, Gokudera," Yamamoto smiled, scratching the back