Every time come to the cottage, Nagi waited only for one thing: as she wakes up early in the morning, dressed hastily, and go out into the yard. The freshness of the morning and the first ray of sun will welcome her; a girl will come to one horse, usually white, her favorite, and jumping on, it will go away.
They arent easy to remove. At first it seemed that this is a necessary burden. But then life has gone awry... As John, religious freelancer and Chaz, just gone to Catholicism because of the experience. Will they found a way to remove the shackles (call it what you want)?Or painful burning the past, ridiculous plan, but even the fear of eternal torment ahead still will stop them?
When the light faded, they have truly become ourselves. And even now, panting, smiling, as though children are also cute, slightly naive. Nothing could stop Gokudera and Tsuna, because the main force them was love - the fire of hearts, put which will not every water; sometimes, it is impossible to extinguish.
Heard once something beautiful, you'll want to hear it again and again. You will find a reason, a reason to be closer to the source of the sound... What can it end?.. C66, straight, drama, angst.
Being an illusionist isn't as easy as it might seem at first glance. Sometimes you want, forgetting about everything, to disappear into someone else's illusion... Though someone else? Slash, Mukuro/Fran.
Sometimes, reading the book, it seems to us that on the next page the hero can die. But there are also accidents. Will they influence in his worldview?.. AU, darkfic, psychology. hint on Squalo/Chrome.
Sometimes, not waiting for change in their ugly gray life, and they suddenly claimed. It happened in the lives of two very different people who, according to their status would never have met, if not the violin. This nifty tool completely tied up, changed, forced to think about something really valuable teacher and his new pupil.
Late evening Gokudera Hayato had piles of work, sleep was like madly in general, many familiar with this condition. Who will dethrone him tired?
- John, I need to leave. Today. Urgently. So forgive me then you go on without me...
William Lennox, each time looking at a mug of hot coffee (necessarily with milk), all the while remembering it. His constant and smiling Sam Witwicky. And why it happened, only the hell knows! Something kind of old habits and traditions - some of the time rather weak coffee smell began to remind him. The major thought almost every night before boy s coming.
"Even a couple of scratches hurt my soul greatly. Remember this, when again will go to the rash act..." Fran then really felt like a stupid child. Or maybe he just had them always? And really to understand all this, it took many years and battles?
Tsuna loved trains. No, not for a passion for travel and not for a special atmosphere in cars - it was all routine. So what?..
About morning walks, fragrant flowers and a sudden understanding of what is desired there is already a reality. Romantic, fluff, not straight, but...
- Sam... - muffled came from the side of the Autobots. - Sam, why. I. Such a feeling. If I was here?.. - Because, Bi, this extraordinary night, - quietly replied the guy and then moved closer to him and whispered: - And all that will be here. With us.
- And yet it is a sin... terrible sin... -...which you will not be able to give up smoking. - In response went quiet, almost innocuous, just to kind of tick you "Rascal!.." But John knew, knew that Chez rights. And was always right, from his first words to him.
We all have our weaknesses. The weakness of the strongest Guardian Vongola is green-haired illusionist...