|
|
Post by Hideharu Tsuji on Oct 20, 2009 9:31:51 GMT 9
On a day like this:&&:
How could anyone think someone like Hideharu would just obey his mother, gather his school stuff, and head over to the library to study? This should be stressed for a moment: study? Never had he heard of such a word, never will be begin to partake in such a tedious, boring, useless, activity. Hell, he'd rather shave his head and wear a garbage bag than actually open a book, contaminating his mind with stupid facts no one needed.
Hideharu sighed, and continued to ride his skateboard, far away from the damn library as possible That place would be the last kind of place he would ever let himself be seen, with books. Ugh. The boy had now started to cross a bridge which was directly over a small lake, letting him look back at his own reflection.
Suddenly, it hit him.
He took one look at his books...and chucked them over the bridge, hearing the satisfying splashes as the books fell into the water. Feeling very fulfilled with what he had done, Hideharu began walking towards where the arcade was presumed to be,whilst whistling a happy tune.
Yep, studying sure was fun...not.
|
|
|
|
Post by Kanashimi Oukoku on Oct 21, 2009 9:57:09 GMT 9
 Breathe in deep before I say
I CAN FEEL US SLIP AWAY.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/color][/center] Kanashimi is tired.
He rubs his eyes, closing the book before him; unable to tell the difference between the letters D and B. Reading for prolonged periods of time always does this to him - always makes his head spin and his stomach turn. Perhaps it's his mental unstability acting up again, or maybe something else. Kanashimi doesn't know what, and particularly doesn't care, but his throat is dry and his head is spinning.
He walks out of the library, goes far enough to get to a bridge before finally stopping to sit and hold his head in both his hands. His teeth bite into his lower lip as demons pursue him, make him shudder, quiver, and resist the urge to scream. Headaches, to him, are more of mental murders. He cannot stand them, and he believes he never will.
The boy's pains only increase when he hears the sound of wheels scratching against pavement, and knows that whoever is on it will not see him. His figure is drawn into itself, and he is nobody. Kanashimi's head pounds as he holds it together and tries not to hear the multiplied sounds of scratching wheels and splashing books. He bites on his lower lip as the stranger's footsteps drag him further away, before finally opening his mouth and letting forth all his horrors out of him in a shrill, desperate scream.
His forehead presses against his knees, and he tries not to cry. [/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/color][/center]
TAGGED! hideharu <3
WORD COUNT! two four three!? 
LISTENING TO! some music in school o__o
NOTES! sorry for late reply!~ my computer's broken, and i'm in math class right now. xD ilu! |
|
|
|
Post by Hideharu Tsuji on Oct 23, 2009 21:04:14 GMT 9
On a day like this:&&:
Hideharu froze, rigid with terror when he heard a horrifying scream of someone close within the vicinity. He winced at the sound, and swerved around whilst dropping his skateboard on the ground, trying to locate who the scream came from. It sounded like someone was in terrible pain and he wanted to stop it as soon as possible, he never could stand having seeing those in agony, it made him feel extremely guilty for some strange reason.
He finally located a boy who was crouched down on the pavement, his face hidden. Hideharu ran to the boy, not knowing what to do in such a situation so he tried to approach him by placing a hand gently on the boy's shoulder.
"H-hey, are you alright?" Hideharu could have punched himself. Why was he so afraid? And what was up with him stuttering, of all people? Still, he was human and there were times even he could drop the defensive shield around people.
"What's wrong?" he whispered, not wanting to sound hostile. Hell, he would have kicked anyone who would have touched him on the shoulder so who knew how the boy would react to the physical contact.
:Sorry for not replying in like forever. >_< My new kitten is driving me nuts! |
|
|
|
Post by Kanashimi Oukoku on Oct 24, 2009 11:52:40 GMT 9
Breathe in deep before I say
I CAN FEEL US SLIP AWAY.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/color][/center] There is heat around his eyes, warm and almost friendly, but the boy cannot give in. He will sob, and he will cry, and he knows the consequences of such a thing. His head continues to pound, and spin, and all the more does it send nodes of pain course throughout his being. It does not help that he must return to the reality that is his home, the reality that is his prison. Kanashimi does not want to leave - and he cannot. He bites on his lower lip, keeping it in; keeping everything that's destroying him.
Then a hand.
It's an immediate reaction for Kanashimi to flinch away, head lifting just slightly to let watering green optics rest upon the stranger. The question is seemingly harmless, but he is scared. His lower lip trembles for a moment and he nods, tries his best not to seem like too much of a burden. He wishes not to bother this person and be too much of dead weight on his back, and he's afraid of how this male will react. Will he slap, attack, and destroy just like his step-father? Or will there be compassion?
".. Hurts," he finally whispers, voice almost inaudible, arms drawing his knees closer to him because he needs reassuring heat. His body shudders at the sudden blast of cold wind against his neck. Kanashimi is partially terrified. "I-I'm sorry. You can.. you can leave me alone." [/color] His voice sounds like a child's, sweet and innocent, unable to comprehend the most adult terms in life. There is a significant difference, because the boy is untainted; and his eyes, still shimmering green. "I'm okay.."[/color][/blockquote][/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/color][/center]
TAGGED! that skater kid :3
WORD COUNT! two seven six /surprised
LISTENING TO! buzz lightyear and woody talking xD
NOTES! it's okay <3 i wish i had a pet! D; i'm like super jealous. but, you know. that's okay. :'D my reply's sorta late because, uh, school.. >>; |
|
|
|
Post by Hideharu Tsuji on Oct 26, 2009 23:45:44 GMT 9
On a day like this:&&:
Hideharu was trying to keep himself from panicking even more, he was certainly no expert in medicines or anything related to health so how on earth could he help someone that was in physical pain? The boy shook his head roughly, a sure sign that there was no way in hell that he would just take off like that. He wasn't that heartless, and anyone who just abandoned a person like that ought to be slaughtered.
"What hurts? What can I do to help?" he asked, clueless on what was specifically wrong with him.
The spiky haired boy noted the piercing wind that had made an entrance and he noticed the boy opposite to him shudder in response. Without a word, he took off his coat and put it on the boy's shoulder's, not giving a damn about the freaking weather.
"Do you want me to call a cab for you? Where do you live? We need to get you home or to a doctor." he thought aloud, wondering what the next step should be.
|
|
