Comment.

Please me.

Or should I?

Or should I not?

-

I tend not to get over reactive when someone mentions something bad about characters from Mai-Hime/Otome. However, when I noticed something that was aimed at particularly Shizuru, I kind of just blew my top. Just to say...

I am angry.

Very angry.

It is, particularly, not nice to Shizuru.

Since she has that very dignity that inspires me.

-

I haven't posted for a while, since I landed up with a lot of things on my hands lately. However, now... I think I'm free to update the stories on fan fiction. Firstly, Chapter 5 of 'Paper doll' will be posted up soon, it will be a short chapter this time round, but then again, it has its share of interaction between master and servant. Secondly, 'Avant-danse' the first chapter may be uploaded onto fanfiction. I feel kind of bad for leaving it around in my computer. Thirdly, 'Akeome the longest battle', Chapter 4 will come out soon after the release of an up and coming Mai-Hime one-shot.

I promise that this one-shot won't disappoint.

I know that it is common for me to give out the title of the one-shot, but for now, I think I'll leave it hanging.

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I realised that 'Akeome the longest battle' is the very first Mai-Hime fan fic I wrote for the category. I don't really remember it having a solid good storyline like 'More than fine' or 'Phantasm Finality'. However, I do remember that it was one that made me actually take out a pencil and illustrate what Natsuki would look like. I couldn't find that illust I did, but I certainly remembered what I drew.

Therefore, the above illustration is to celebrate my first Mai-Hime fan fic, 'Akeome, the longest battle'

To all the readers and reviewers that are supporting this story:

I give a deep bow and lift up with a warm smile.

Thank you!

-

A quick conversation, but a meaningful one and it was like this,

'Look, at me.'

I turned to look at her and she smiled, showing her dress at me,

'Isn't it nice?'

'Kind of, I suppose.'

'Really?'

'Should I be honest?'

That was how it ended.

Are you living in a lie? A fabricated fog just for you?

Or it is another person's lie that you're living in?

-

Then again,

Cheers!

Formo!

I came back from supper and realised that I hadn't off my computer and I realised that I was tagged by none other than the Little Yuuki. So for the fun of it, I'm doing this just for you (Yuuki), here it went:

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(1) Are you male or female?
-光 , Utada Hikaru
[I feel that I'm suppose to fall in love with myself? Aw, shit.]

(2)Describe yourself.
-秋爽 , Kotoko
[Ah...I think it suits my Japanese name (just) perfectly.]

(3)What do people feel when they're around you?
-ダイアモンド クレバス , シェリル・ノーム starring May'n
[It's long, long, goodbye...]

(4)Describe your current relationship
- 乙女心, Kotoko
[Yes sir! I'm single!]

(5)Where would you like to be now?
-SECRET AMBITION , Mizuki Nana
[...What am I suppose to be? A magical girl?]

(6)How do feel about love?
-約束の場所へ, Yonekura Chihiro
[The promised land...ugh how cheesy.]

(7)What's your life like?
-Face of fact, Kotoko
[Is this some kind of sick joke?]

(8)What would you ask if you had only one wish?
-Tsubomi-blue dreams-, Suara
[Ah, the words from the heart. Dreamy...]

(9)If someone says 'Is this okay?', what would you say?
-ライオン, ランカ・リー (中島愛), シェリル・ノーム starring May'n
[I won't sleep!]

(10)How would you describe yourself?
-Innocent Starter, Mizuki Nana
[I look into the sky and wonder.]

(11)What do you like in a guy/girl?
-What 'bout my star?@Formo, ランカ・リー (中島愛), シェリル・ノーム starring May'n
[Darlin', No you, No life. Geez that's absolute!]

(12)How do you feel today?
-Fatally, Kotoko
[I'm a gundam pilot!]

(13)What do your friends think of you?
-Resolution of soul, Kotoko
[Ookami!]

(14)What would you do on a first date?
-アイモ O.C., ランカ・リー (中島愛)
[I don't searching for a warm ocean.]

(15)What do you often think about?
-ノーザンクロス, シェリル・ノーム starring May'n
[Makes me sound forlorn; ironic.]

(16)What is 2+2?
-Changes, Baseball bear
[Change, change, change!]

(17)What do you think of the person you like?
-Shooting star, Kotoko
[Am I suppose to be happy about this?]

(18)What is your life story?
-Kuchibiru Daydream, Misato Aki.
[Great, it makes me sound like a pervert.]

(19)What do you want to be when you grow up?
-インフィニティ, シェリル・ノーム starring May'n
[...]

(20)What do you think about when you set sight onto the person you like?
-Wing my way, Kotoko
[Well, that title is kind of true, lil'nutcase, you should know.]

(21)What will you dance to during your wedding?
-恋におちたら, Crystal Kay
[Ooo, I really don't mind this song.]

(22)What will they play at your funeral?
-ひまわり, Sugar
[I think I will be brought back to life.]

(23)What is your biggest fear?
-Love so sweet, Arashi
[Well, it is quite true.]

(24)What is your hobby/interest?
-Sentimental Memory, Saeko Chiba
[I am definitely going to shout:DURAN!]

(25)What do you think of your friends?
-Second flight, Kotoko
[Enemy plane in sight.]

-

Well, Little Yuuki, I hope that satisfies you. My iTunes apparently wanted my life to be filled with Japanese songs, so sorry if you don't know any of the above songs. Then again, I had fun laughing at the mockery it was making out. Well then, I hope to hear from you more.

Then again,

Cheers!

Paper.

The above illustration is none other for the current Mai-Hime fanfiction that I am currently writing. Give a hand for 'Paper doll'

Well, this is something that I always pictured when I was writing the chapters of 'Paper doll'. The sad thing is that my writing hand is getting a little sore from writing continuously. True, is why I am not using the computer to type out the chapters? Simply because, I realised that when I write it out with pencil, the less distracted I am and the more focused I am.

That more or less explains it.

It keeps me away from deviating.

-

Usually I don't really talk about why I start stories, but Aki came by and asked why I started 'Autumn Vacancy'. I didn't really know how to answer her so I just smiled at her and told her to just keep on reading.

Actually it just came along in a haunting dream:

I came along a little girl that sat on a bench near the train station. The surrounding was blurred and all I could see was this girl that sat alone on the stone bench. She looked at me and I stared back. There was typically no sound within this dream of mine and all I could feel was the winter chill rise upon my skin.

She asked me when I sat down next to her,

'Who are you?'

I didn't know how to answer that.

-

Then again,

Cheers!

Immortal.

I want red.

I want no red.

I want no red but red.

-



The above illustration is none other for Blue Lone Wolf! For another wonderful and sensational chapter of 'Go Home, Natsuki.' this is my illustrated review for you. Once again, I present a picture as my review, one can say that actions speaks more than words. Those strokes are my actions, I really enjoyed the very recent chapter of that fanfiction.

The Japanese words by Natsuki reads: I'm Home, Shizuru.
Shizuru replies: Welcome back, Natsuki.

I give a smile and bow.

Until the next chapter.

Thank you for the hard work.

-

'Paper doll', chapter 3 will be uploaded, followed very soon by chapter 4. I hope by then people would have picked up the hint of what Shizuru is, and roughly figure out what is the relation between Natsuki and Shizuru.

'Avant-Danse' would be turned into a series of chapters, after I realised that if I would put it into a one-shot, I would be still typing away like 'And I was the concierge.'

Well, set up, I'm ready to write either. Both stories excite me.

I deviate.

-

Celebrating 'Kargo, the longest journey''s 1st anniversary!



-

I was digging through my papers and I found this short drabble that I had written quite a long time ago when I was first introduced to Mai-Hime, it was around the time I was writing 'Akeome'. So here I decide to have some fun again:

'It's expensive.'

She stated, as a matter of fact, to me. I looked at the price again,

'I...agree.'

I gave it a long look and I scratched my head, she glanced at the glass panel for a while and she let out a long sigh,

'Natsuki, forget it. You can get me something else.'

I let out a frustrated groan as she tugged me on the arm and tried her best to lead me away from the display. I held my stance and pulled her back with my free hand, I was not letting my goal just slip away like water,

'No. I'm getting you that.'

She looked at me exasperatedly and hit my chest softly. I growled playfully at her and her stared hard at me with her crimson eyes, my emerald just shone in brilliance. She pleaded with me,

'Come on, you'll spoil me like that.'

I took hold of her hand and I pulled her closer and breathed into her face,

'Aren't you the only thing I'll spoil?'

She pinched my cheek in a flash and I jumped back, rubbing the sore spot. She placed her hands on her hips and she huffed,

'Don't treat me like a child!'

I moved back to stand next to her and I eased a breath,

'Yet aren't you the one that said you rather be my child?' I continued without much thought, 'With that you could always ask me to...'

Her hands covered my mouth and I saw the tinge of pink rush across her face...Score! I kissed her palm and she released her hold and grabbed hard onto my arm,

'With that I could always ask you to get me something else!'

I felt myself being tugged away from the display panel and I smirked,

'Yes, yes,' I tightened my hold on her hand, 'Anything for you, Shizuru.'


-Thus ends the drabble-

It seemed that I was already in love with those two.

Sweet intoxication.

-

Then again,

Cheers!

Vacancy.

And are you my prince?

-

The desire to write about a good Mai-Hime fanfic for Valentine's day has apparently not gotten over my head just yet. Maybe I should, or maybe I shouldn't. That depends on my schedule.

'Katashiro' will be uploaded soon, the very first chapter will be uploaded followed soon by the second if I have a good response, or else I will scrap it. I hate to do it, but I just seem to find that incomplete stories with a lack of response just puts me down. Then again, I believe that the reviews does make the writer happy.

A happy reader makes a happy writer.

A review makes a writer write more.

A reader makes a review that is worth so much more.

Well, that is my theory so to speak.

Yet, I don't like to force people to write a review. It somehow pains me to ask to R&R. However, I personally feel happy when I upload a story for people all over the world to read. It makes me feel happy.

I think I'm happy.

-

Those who are thinking of what is the Autumn Vacancy tag that is on the sideline? It simply leads one to the site of one of the original fiction that I will be posting on another blog spot. The summary is as followed:

In the endless search for her own identity, she is accompanied by this unknown young girl that tags along with her through her journey. As the days passed with this mysterious young girl, can one really find who she truly is? Or is she simply living within the fabrication of her shadow?

Hence it starts.

There is a mix of genres inside, but usually it revolves around the main idea of finding one's identity.

I was thinking how fun it would be to write in such a way. So if one reads it, I hope you would enjoy it.

Thank you for the hard work!

-

Happy Valentine's Day!

Everyone! Spread the love!

Here I pass you a rose, a purple one in fact:



-

I was caught in traffic, well human traffic, and this was one of the conversations I heard while trudging along side this couple. The boy was tall and the girl was short, and I realised how the girl seemingly tried to reach the boy's height by wearing quite high stilettos. The girl clung onto the boy's arm and I heard somewhat as followed:

I reached up to pull my headphones down and I wondered why there was such a crowd in front of me. I looked at the side and I realised that there was a tall boy standing next to me and to his left was a girl. I had thought she was tall but I looked down to find her wearing heels. The girl had a high pitched voice and she whined,

'Why aren't we moving?'

I turned back and realised that the crowd I was in was moving at a slow pace, I took a small step back to try to ease into a slower pace. The boy just shrugged his shoulder and grumbled something about a sale going on up ahead.

'Then why did you bring me here?'

I said an apology to the woman on my left and I perked my ears to hear his response. He sounded tired,

'Well, you wanted to come here.'

'No, when did I say that?'

I placed my headphones back on and drummed in the music. I smiled at everyone and murmured to myself,

'Lucky me.'

-

Then again,

Cheers!

Memorial.

The illustration above shows how I doodle about when I typically just wait for the time to take the train up to my training venue. I didn't really have any orientation for the illustration, I started off with Mai and then just progressed along to just draw out the following characters from Mai-Hime.

I wasn't really into who I was drawing so I just roughly made out the characters, so I apologise if Nao doesn't look like Nao and Takumi looking a little more grown up. I was just in a drawing phase, that meant I was just drawing with no sense really, that explains why everyone in the illustration look disappointingly down.

I sigh.

That has apparently been taken off my shoulders.

-

One of readers who didn't state their name popped in a message in my mail box, asking me whether 'Katashiro' and 'Avant-Danse' is part of the one-shot series. Well, this is the answer Mister Anonymous:

'Katashiro' will not be a one-shot, though I stated it in my fanfiction profile under up coming one-shots. Though it will somewhat be alike 'Phantasm Finality' it will not be a one-shot. It has a reason I will not state.

'Avant-Danse' on the other hand is under a state of dilemma because I have the notion to bring it under a one-shot if I plan not to drag the plot. However, if I take in all the loopholes, I will have it as a series of chapters.

Lastly, 'And I was the concierge' will stay a one-shot, even though it has to be one bloody long one-shot. I will stick to my word on what I had said in the chapters of 'Prologues.'. I will not bring it down into a series! I will not!! For as long it has to take me.

I do not intend to take back my word.

-

I hadn't have the slightest clue what to do when my two of my friends came up to me and asked me out for a all-singles day on Valentine's day. I looked dumbly at them and at that moment when I was trying to think of an answer, my mind just went into a crash. So in the end, I eventually said yes. I moved along agreeing and insisted I would be buying the drinks.

So here I am, trying to think of what kind of drinks do I need to buy.

Truth be told, I hadn't been asked out on Valentine's day so I'm quite surprised and happy in a way even though I'm celebrating with my friends. Cheers! I'm looking forward to it. Love comes in all sorts of ways, apparently I share it through time.

Time is simply just irreversible.

So I wish everyone a Happy Valentine's Day for tomorrow!

-

I pushed the shopping trolley over to her languidly and gave out a loud sigh. At that, she picked up my reluctance and turned over from where she was browsing at the cleaning liquids,

'Stop groaning, if you didn't want to come, then you shouldn't have.'

I picked up my heavy head and stared at her, I huffed out noisily,

'What, so you don't want me to spend time with you?'

She gave me a glare and I raised my hands in defeat. She moved back to her browsing and I pushed the trolley behind her and I noticed this on one of the shelves:




The Japanese words read: Hair colour, Apricot brown.

I looked at it and I let out a laugh, she caught it and stood behind me asking,

'What now?', she moved over to look over my shoulder, 'You want me to dye my hair?'

I bit on my laughter and I held my mirth,

'No, not really, I was just thinking how that girl on that cover looks a little like you!'

She gave me a blank stare and smacked me on the back,

'Please. Flatter me in a more appropriate way.'

She moved away from me and I snapped that picture with my phone, she does look like that girl on the cover.

And she was the one that once called me charming.

Geez, and here I thank her for the good times.

-

Then again,

Cheers!

Joker.

For 11.02.09.



For today.

-

I have yet to satisfy my desire to draw ShizNat interaction in my daily illustrations. Ooo, I must learn to stop re-watching the series, yet I think that will make me yearn for more. Geez.

Great, I shall start!

To Alison or simply Blue Lone Wolf! Why is it so upsetting to have 'And I was the concierge' broken down into a series of chapters? It's simply because from the very start I wanted it to be part of my Mai-Hime one-shot series. Refer to 'Prologues' if you want a better picture, I started there. If I were to break it down into chapters, I will have the loopholes to allow me to drag the story even more and I don't want it to collect dust like 'Akeome'!

Ugh, that's why I'm upset.

Then again, that notion of breaking one-shots down puts me on track.

Alright, this is for another round of fun: I was reading something on the net and suddenly someone's messenger personal message popped up and read exactly this:

'Shiznat? O.o'

I looked at it and then rubbed my eyes, my eye brows rose and I coughed. I didn't know who this person was, since apparently he/she added me to her contact list without bothering to tell me who he or she is. Then, after much thought of trying to find out who this person was, I burst into a fit of laughter.

I told lil'nutcase about it and she told me that maybe that someone read my blog and didn't know what exactly this Shiznat I was rambling about. I answered lil'nutcase in a monotonous voice that shouldn't that person just go to the net and google the word: 'Shiznat?'

Lil'nutcase followed on to me that maybe that person didn't think about it or maybe the person didn't even know that such a word or an abbreviation even existed. I laughed.

I tried it out myself and after pressing enter to search for Shiznat, the first thing I saw was images of Shizuru and Natsuki, followed by links that led to explanations of what Shiznat meant. Which simply means, Shizuru and Natsuki.

So that friendly quiet person, I hope you understand what Shiznat means. You can google the word like what I have done if you're not satisfied. Then again, cheers to that!

-

Aki popped by with a few illustration in hand and showed me the new doujinshi she was going to finish. I looked about it and realised that again, she made the impossible possible. Like before, she took Macross characters like of Brera and Sheryl and made them in a couple. (Relate to previous post 'Interface'.) I thought that was impossible to write about those two, but she surprised me. Then now, she took Library Wars characters like Kasahara and Shibaki and turned them in a couple when they are totally straight in the series!

Argh! She makes my head spin!

However, she told me that I have to learn to review, that this doujinshi that she was illustrating is a one-sided affair with the feelings of mostly Shibaki. She moved on to tell me that though she faced a lot of problems while writing the plot up, she made it a little easier for she looked and took in small details between the two characters that weren't explored.

She poked my chest and stared at me,

'You better be writing a good one.'

Well, I have, 'Avant-Danse' is one that I have been writing that has more twist and turns that I could have ever imagined. I hope I don't put Aki down.

I bow.

Thank you for the hard work.

-

A quick one happened not long ago and I took note of it. Hence the conversation went like this:

I grabbed the salad sauce and slobbed on a lot more than what I had did for my mayonnaise and he looked as if he wanted to stop my very actions. My vegetables were more or less covered in thick sauce, I think I was eating the sauce that the salad. Drinking, more or less.

He finished his plate while I chewed on mine effortlessly,

'How has she been doing?'

'Eh?'

My mouth was full and he stared at me. I swallowed hard and I fingered the lettuce,

'I don't know. I don't really care nowadays.'

'She and you are the same.'

I looked at him this time and sneered,

'What do you know?'

'That both of you won't care about each other because neither of you want to take the courage to just ask a simply question.'

He paused,

'Like: How are you?'

'It's not like she'll care.'

He gave out the loudest huff of breath, frustrated at my choice of words,

'You're an idiot!' He crossed his arms over his chest, 'There's no harm in asking.'

I looked back at my plate and scrunched up my face,

'How do you know?'

'Because I took the first step.'

I picked my salad and I closed my eyes.

Can you be as bold to take the first step?

-

Then again,

Cheers!

Away.

Sentimental cool.

-

'Avant-Danse' is up and running. 'Katashiro/Paper doll' will be put on hold and lastly 'And I was the concierge' will likely be broken down into a series of chapters, that I cannot stand for I just can't see a one-shot to be broken down into something I thought was so intangible.

I'm upset.

I cannot let that happen. God I feel useless.

-

This is for some fun that I haven't had in a while:

This was actually part of 'Innocent starters' but due to the constraints of which drabble I was going to put in the final, I left this particular one out. So out of the draft this one came:

Natsuki threw on her shirt, as she buttoned it up, she made her way pass the bathroom to check on her partner. She glanced at the beauty that stood in front of the mirror and spoke loud enough for both of them to hear,

'You don't need to doll up, we're just going to eat lunch.'

'I'm not.'

'Then what are you doing in front of the mirror that takes 5 minutes of time away?'

Nothing was said in reply and emerald eyes stared briefly at her companion. Getting tad a little impatient, the midnight rider eased out,

'I'll wait at the door.'

Minutes passed and Natsuki stared back at the walkway to their room and looked down back to her boots. She gave off a breath and wondered what was taking Shizuru so long just to get ready for lunch? She untied the laces of her boots and kicked up from the front step and headed for the bathroom.

'Shizuru?'

Natsuki called out hesitantly as she approached the bathroom, then as she turned to step through the doorway, a flurry of brown was seen and suddenly she pressed against the wall. Hot lips smeared against hers, clear emerald eyes widened at the impact and resisted at first to only realise that her brown haired companion was kissing her. Arms went around her neck and she fought back for dominance.

Soon, after a long passionate battle, and when a draw was finally met, both pulled apart for air and she realised how red Shizuru's lips were. Touching the sides of her lips, Natsuki stared at the crimson substance and growled,

'Lipstick!'

Tracing the jaw of midnight blue, Shizuru smiled deviously and purred innocently,

'I always wanted to do that.'

Looking at her partner that was slumped against her, Natsuki groaned,

'Ugh! How much did you put on!'

'Enough for me to do it once more.'

All Natsuki saw was the haze of desire in those crimson pools and then the rest was history.

-Thus ends this short drabble-

It was written on the 01.01.09. It seems that I had my own fun on the first day of the New Year. Then again, I remember all I had with me was my book and my little hermit self that sat in the room. I wondered where everyone went to then.

As I said once, I'll say it again,

My presence was more of an absence.

-

I had not talk to her for quite some time and not too long ago when she came to pick me up, we had a small conversation that went somewhat like this:

I looked at the buildings that whizzed past us and turned to look at how fast was she was driving. She caught my stare and instead of telling me what I thought she would say, like how she knew she shouldn't be driving so fast, she said this,

'You seem down.'

I turned away and let out a weird noise,

'Ughzzt.'

She chuckled,

'What is that suppose to mean?'

'I'm out of battery.'

She laughed this time and I slumped further back into the cushion of the front seat. She moved her eyes back onto the road and I gave out a sigh. Soon enough, she just spoke aloud,

'Maybe it is just not your cup of tea?'

I looked down at the huge blister on my left hand that had burst recently and I forced out a weak smile,

'Yeah, maybe it is.'

She turned the car into the tunnel and I watched the scenery change and the tunnel lights flood my view. She continued after me,

'It's alright, you'll find something else you would enjoy even more.'

This time I smiled a true one,

'Something that is to my favour of my taste buds.'

At that, we both laughed.

So are you doing what you like? Or are you forcing yourself too?

-

Then again,

Cheers!

Reunion.

Enter the Dragon.

Ooo, the fascination.

How illusioned by the nature of precision.

-



The above illustration will be coloured soon enough. This is what happens when one watches too much Mai-Hime and Mai-Otome. Now with that happening, all I need to get a happy grin to be smeared across my face is to see some ShizNat interaction. I think I'll never get enough of them; that is what makes me stick to writing Mai-Hime fanfiction stories. They are just one irresistible pair.

I draw with delight!

There is no such thing as in not believing.

As for the daily updates of my progress of my writings. This, I am happy to say that I have finally gotten back the spirit to write with no distractions. That is something for me to rejoice, I'm glad that all that sputtering nonsense has gone out of my system. With that, I thank all for waiting long, I will try my best not to disappoint after all the delays. Once again,

I bow.

Thank you for all the hard work.

-

*This is a slice of life just for you; Bones! (I hope you enjoy it after all you have said to me, I feel honoured to have such an amigo like you):

As the title of this post is 'Reunion', I start off with a tinge of happiness. Since the end of last year, I always had the tingling feeling within me that seem to inkle away that I won't be able to meet up with my friends. However, it seemed to have be proven wrong by the fact that I have recently met up with the group of friends I see as best; with no coloured glass to hinder my view.

With that, my happiness moves on to utter glee.

I cannot help but feel giddy.

As I look back on this day, I had series of interesting conversations with mainly two people. Each living a different life by looking through different points of views, aiming for different visions, and each engulfed with a very different sense of sensibility. However, as I review, I seemed to have indulged myself with the former, hence I will state only one. I met up with Major and had quite an intriguing conversation that went along the lines like this:

The train jerked and I wobbled on my stand, grabbing quite desperately onto the pole, Major apparently seemed unfazed by it. After the nasal announcement of the train rang over our heads, Major looked at me with quite a depressed look, she continued with our small talk that we had left when we boarded the crowded train. Agitated to get it out, she spoke,

'It just seemed unfair, that I had to hear the information from someone else.'

I kept quiet and smiled at her, I allowed her to continue,

'It does not feel right to have that happen, especially when I am involved.'

The smile on my face somehow could not be wiped off and I took my turn,

'Things like these happen...'

Major bit back, harshly but with not a single hint of venom,

'But, with all that I have done?'

I kept up with the forced smile as she continued. I briefly looked away and muttered under a heavy breath, with much assurance that she could not hear,

'Then what can you say about me?'

In the end, Major ended the conversation on a happier and more relaxed note. Things just happen and things are made the way they are; that's special. Then again, there are always the pros and cons to a coin with two faces. With that there is always the presence of either the head or the tail. One can't have both, but at least one can experience the trial to be able to have a second try to flip the coin.

Are you lucky or not?

-

Lil'nutcase once told me that I had the slightest chance that my type of love could prevail, but something inside of me told me to tell her,

'This cannot keep up forever.'

Lil'nutcase smiled a sad smile, pity likely for me, and I smiled a real one to myself under the security of the darkness. I pulled my hands to my face and I took in how big my hands were, how much can I hold? Time has finally passed and I recently stood listening to the voices that have ultimately reached my ears. Now I smile the same sad smile like that of Lil'nutcase, but this one that encases sympathy that is filled along side remorse. For me to feel and see, I give into a forced smile,

'My compliments are my losses, with that I am somewhat happy.'

A.K hid his face behind the buzzing screen and typed in somewhat sadness,

'I'm sure you would feel much more better this way.'

I cry,

I give up on you.

'Congratulations.'

-

Then again,

Cheers.

Interface.

A thousand years.

A thousand prayers.

A thousand deaths.

-



I have never been so happy to be able to draw such an illustration that has the both of them together. I should do a coloured one, but then again, I rather do another pose for these two or else there won't be any fun in it. When I mean ShizNat interaction, I really mean it!

As said in my previous post, 'Katashiro' and now with a new impulse story, 'Avant-Danse', can make a quick short debut on fanfiction. I can't really say it is a one-shot type of material, but it can have the potential to be, if my distracted mind can stay on the path like it has not been for 'And I was the concierge'. Then again, I have the notion to keep it like 'Akeome.'

However, it seems that it will be left to collect dust like 'Akeome.' Ah, that is why I like writing one-shots.

I like it to come at one go.

One-shot it is.

-

Aki never mentioned that she will be sending me mail of a storyline for a macross frontier fan story. Well...not until I received it in my mailbox, then did I realise what she wanted from me. I read it through and took a huge notice on the pairing and I was quite...

Amused.

Actually, I was very amused.

At the end, there was a request for me to just do up a simply cover illust so she could get the feel of it and this is what I did for her,



Titled: Deep Purple.

And I had a dilemma on whether I should put the pairing on and I got over it soon enough when I noticed how awkwardly awesome if these two got together. Since these two particular characters are at the ends of each other's world and they seemed to have no interaction between them throughout the whole series, I might as well give it a go at supporting the both of them.

You never know but... this pair may come to certain liking, if one can mess up their lives so badly that they can fall for each other. I'm really, really amused that it can actually work by just reading Aki's fanstory.

All the way.

See you next deculture!

-

A.K and I have the best conversations. I've never noticed it before, but I seem to enjoy talking to him at times even when he's complaining and whining. Times like these are fun, that I have to just say that we had a conversation that went somewhat like this:

'I plan to take over the world.'

'Oh. Heil Hitler!'

A.K looked at me and I laughed at his confused expression. I flipped through the pages of my textbook and reached over to take my highlighter, at that moment he got up and asked me,

'Do you want tea?'

'Eh?'

'Tea? You know like green tea?'

I looked at my Pocari can and shook my head. He smiled at me and I watched him walk over to the vending machine to punch out a can of tea. He came back to the table and popped the can open, he stopped to talk to me before he took a swig of his tea,

'Do you know that tea keeps you healthy?'

'Yes, I do know that.', I did a quick scan on the page I was reading and flipped to the next, 'But you can't drink so much of it.'

'What makes you say that.'

'My six sense.'

I laughed and he sneered at my apparent looseness of the topic. I held back my laughter and I fingered the can with my highlighter,

'It's artificially flavoured and it has too much sugar. Why don't you drink the ones that are really made from tea leaves.' I looked at his expression, 'That makes the healthy aspect a hundred percent true.'

'Bah! Like I am going to do that.'

I shrugged my shoulders and snickered,

'All the best, oh conqueror of the world.'

He raised his arms into the air,

'I'm not going to die of diabetes!'

'Whatever suits you.'

At that, I returned to doing up my notes as he drank about another four cans in the next fifteen minutes.

It ended around there.

Oh wells, I don't know who to have a tea party if not for A.K. Thank you for always being there with me!

-

Then again,

Cheers!

Dance.

Follow through.

Show your smile,

Let me say: Die.

-



神聖!

For February 2009. Since the last illust post was Natsuki, this month will be for Shizuru!

To follow up with that, this particular illustration goes to Blue Lone Wolf! This is up for her current Mai-Hime fanfiction titled 'Go home, Natsuki.'. Though I may be a author, but I have my limits to write a review for an on-going story. Truth be told, I can't write a good review, and I won't write one even when I'm forced or not forced too. I can't express my own feelings, personally, in words. However, at least I allow the picture to paint a thousand words. That is my review.

So Blue Lone Wolf! This is my review to you, I'm very moved by your story, but I hope you would really follow the title as you said in your latest chapter. I hope to read that Natsuki will go home to the place where she will feel belonged and receive the love she has pursed for so long. Well, that is what I picture a home to be. I look forward, in anticipation, to your next update.

I bow.

Thank you for the hard work.

-

'And I was the concierge' is really on a delay. I am really sorry to all, but my mind can't personally function properly with all these distractions and annoyances that are happening all around. I will try my very best to finish this long one-shot as soon as possible.

I bow once again,

本当に悪い。

'Katashiro' or simply 'Paper doll', an on-going story like 'Akeome - the longest battle' will be uploaded onto fanfiction. Details are not important at this very moment, but it is a part of the delay for 'And I was the concierge'. This impulse was something I couldn't just ignore.

Then again, I hope you can wait long for another Mai-Hime one-shot from me.

Thank you for the hard work.

-

Life can be tad a little unfair for everybody, or that is what Aki says to me every time I ask her the infamous question: 'How's life?'

She popped by, stayed and watched about 2 hours of Mai-Otome with me. We watched about the last few episodes and we had a conversation in between that went like this:

I crunched on a pear and she looked at the screen before her, and in annoyance, she spoke,

'I hate Tomoe!' (*I'm sorry to all Tomoe fans)

I looked at her and murmured about a phrase that went,

'I don't dislike anybody.'

'That's impossible.'

I turned my pear around and bit onto another part,

'Impossible is nothing.'

She rolled her eyes,

'There can't be anyone out there in the world that does not hate you, neither can you.'

'Oh you're right at that, there's many out there that dislikes me for no rhyme or reason.'

She poked my in the arm,

'So, you only hate someone for a reason.'

'The word 'hate' sounds vulgar,' and I said flatly, 'Yes, words are said for a reason. If you have no reason, then you're just being irresponsible.'

She looked at me with a look that spoke volumes of 'you're insane' and I forced a smile at her. Looking back at the screen and reaching out for the remote, she paused the disc,

'So you don't hate anyone?'

'I have no reasons at this very moment of life.'

She leaned into me,

'You're too nice a person.'

I took out another bite on my pear and took the remote from her,

'I take you have a reason for that too.' and she shrugged me away, grumbling.

That was how it ended.

So do you have a reason?

-

Then again,

Cheers!

Rain.

Believe in me

For loving you

And I say, how do you do?

-


I deviated for the last two days, I'm terribly sorry.

Well, the quick illustration above is for the little Yuki Kuran-sama or ~StrawberrySaint. I wasn't able to produce a good illust for her when she came by two weeks ago...nonetheless I here present another little gift for her!

I hope you like it, little Yuuki.

(How many nicknames do you have?)

-

Now for the Mai-Hime fun, I proceed:

'And I was the concierge' is now on a mind battle with another up and coming fic which I have planned in my head. The exoticness of this new Mai-Hime one-shot is that it goes a little along side the genres of 'Phantasm Finality'. Therefore I have this tingling feeling to write it as I did when I wrote the former.

Ugh, my irresponsible behaviour is getting out of hand!

Then again, I cannot allow myself to delay the upload of 'And I was the concierge'. I'm sure everyone is waiting to read since the time I had closed the polls...I cannot delay any longer.

Now for some 620x620 oekaki I promised a day ago:

Continued from the previous oekaki:

Hence Kuga Natsuki starts her day at 0629hours:

At 0800 hours, she starts her office work...

Now we await her afternoon...

-



'It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye' -Little Prince.

Today was a day that I spent the whole afternoon in my former teacher's classroom doing up the wall behind with his favourite character, the Little Prince. I've never drawn an illustration on the wall before, but I have now. When I was doing so, he had a conversation with me and it went somewhat like this:

'It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.'

I looked down at him and stopped my stroke on the wall. With both my hands occupied with one carrying the palette and the other the brush, I eyed him from on top of the table,

'What is essential is invisible to the eye?'

'Yes.' he paused as he realised my confused expression that I had put on, 'Essential things like...'

He took out his mobile phone and waved it at me, 'This is not essential, money is not essential...'

'But money makes the world go round?'

He stopped when I focused back onto the wall and he said, 'You know what essential things are. Like life, like...'

'Like love?'

He laughed heartily and agreed; I smirked as I continued painting the little prince's face. I amused myself further as I said to no one in particular,

'So with the heart, then can one see. Rightly.'

-

Then again,

Cheers!

Fine.

I'm more than in bliss

I'm more than in love.

I'm more than fine.

-



'You should dress warmly Miss Viola, you are already turning red.'


Yesterday, I started off with 'Phantasm Finality' and now, I can happily say that I can start off with 'More than Fine.' Nothing can get a better start than one of my favourite one-shots! I, personally, think that this one can have a sequel...but then again, I can help but say that it has to stay a one-shot. I can't have another Ren running around in my stories. One in 'Photos of only you' is enough, I can't deal with so many annoying Shiznat interaction spoilers.

Ahem! Back to the present, the illustration above is none other for the great ~Krubone! For a great illust that he had done up for 'More than Fine'. Thank you! As for the link to the ~Krubone's fanart, the link is stated below:

http://krubone.deviantart.com/art/More-than-fine-111302000

Nonetheless, like ~AndOrochi, ~Krubone picked up on another scene that had happened in the story. I'm so happy to say that I'm really warmed by the fanarts done for my stories!

I give everyone a bow and a wide grin!

In response to his fanart, I hope to say that I'm not so ironic this time. At least I had so much joy within me to be able to pour out my thanks into the illust. (I should do that more often, it makes me happy too.) As the Japanese words state in the illust, I would say again,

Thank you! For all the hard work!

Alright! Now for some 620x620 action! Let's start off with the first two...:

A normal day of Kuga Natsuki.

Morning:


(Well, don't expect much from the morning sequence, it'll come tomorrow, that I promise.)

-

Today was great! Had three great, wonderful, lovely...(I think I could compliment them even further but I think I'll stop) friends over at my place and this is the conversation we had:

Mel, Lala and A.K sat in at the low table with a bowl of longans in the middle, I on the other hand was chewing on my orange. All of a sudden, Mel looked at me and said oddly,

'There is this dusty feeling on the longans'

Lala looked down at the fruit she was holding within her hands and I sat up from my slouch. I peered at the round fruits in the bowl and slumped back,

'I thought the shell of the longans had small hairs.'

'Really?'

'That's stupid! How can longans have hair?'

I looked at A.K who was chewing onto the peeled translucent fleshy fruit, Lala amused herself by looking at the two of us and Mel just chuckled. A.K finished up his comment,

'Well, I eat a lot of longans at home. They don't have hair on their shells.'

Lala popped another on into her mouth and I reached over to pick one up. Then Lala said between her chews,

'Maybe it's dusty.'

'Eh?'

She amused herself once again by laughing at my expression which had apparently caught the attention of the other two. Finally they broke out in laughter, while I choked,

'Dusty? How can longans be dusty?'

'Did you wash them?'

'You don't wash longans!'

'Yes you do.'

I looked at A.K and got up from my sit and walked over to find my mother.

'Do you wash longans?'

'No', then my father added, 'You'll get them going rotten if you do.'

'Oh.'

The three looked at me when I returned and I slumped back down, popping in the peeled fruit into my mouth, I glared at A.K,

'You don't wash longans.'

And they laughed.

In the end, we played a round a Cluedo, looking like a bunch of idiots sitting in my room. Finally ending with a movie that was a brain tease. It was fun, tiring...but exceptionally one good hell of a day that I would remember.

Good friends have good times together, but it gets even better, when you have it written down.

Like a memory to last forever.

-

And these are those blasted longans, I sigh:



Anyway, they aren't dusty. The skin, or the shell of these fruits have a rough and flakey-like texture that gives off the feeling that it is dusty.

It's life.

Live it.

-

Then again,

Cheers!