Name: xeinne? ..on the net, i'm known as 'kathe' though i'm not used to it.

Nationality: Filipino (opo pinoy ako.. sino pa? pakilala kau! xP)

Not that young and not that old either, I'm a college freshie, in my country's state university. I decided to put something for my profile because I feel like I want to write something right now, but my brain is currently not in the mood to think of anything since it has been more than a week and until the next few weeks, it will still be in its break down mode. haha.. But if ever my 'craziness' gets the better of me in between those days, of course, then that's fine.I often come up with lunatic ideas and such when I feel that thing that I'd just write whatever and whenever I want to. And how crazy or sometimes, stupid, they may seem, I put them here. Hehe... So like what I always say, please bear with me. (talking 'bout nonsense again, ne?)

@ hachidori: hey, it's a been a while ne? i hope u're fine!

about my stories? O_O I dunno. They just pop there in my head when I'm into thinking of memories and such. Oh, I would like to give my bestfriend the credit for these stories of mine. I usually get inspried with his dialogues, (lol) it's true, believe me. Even a single line from him tickles something in my mind. Haha...

See? My brain's not really working properly. Oh well, if you read this, I apologize for that.

Ohyeah, I love reading your reviews! Thanks so much! Just keep them coming! And also I'm open to friendly criticisms, if you want to help me improve my writing skills.Guys, wish me luck in my creative writing class! It always makes me sooo nervous. I still have a lot to learn.

Btw, just so you were wondering, here are my favorite pairings:

- YohXAnna -- i love them! I don't want to explain why... it'd take too many spaces. lol

- SyaoranXSakura - kawaii! no explanations either. haha

-EriolXTomoyo - same.lol

- DaisukeXRiku - i dunno. but they're cute together.

- NEW lol - SousukeXChidori - they amazed me. really! I finished the series in just a day before Christmas and the fumoffu part in about 3 days... i was busy then. I'm still looking for ways on how to watch the other sequel.

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I just wanted to post this here, something I wrote for my creative writing homework since it will never turn out an anime fiction at all. Flash fiction i guess? and also a hint of Yoh Asakura's favorite line.. -smile-

She sat comfortably on her bed surrounded only with gentle animals of cotton and fur – each he gave her on occasions- a cushion buried in between her arms and chest as she protected herself from the chilly atmosphere of her room with a sheer blanket.

She was previously studying for her chemistry exams the next day, working on the machine exercise she’d been so drawn to getting done early, jotting down Japanese translation of terms associated to her other subject, stretching her imagination to come up with a good bit of a picture for art class all at once. All of which she was expected to finish by the end of the week, but with the time given to her how could she? She probably could if only he was there by her side under the same blanket in that kind of weather when the sky didn’t seem to have the nerve to cease the plummeting raindrops, even if not to help her accomplish her tasks but for something, or someone, to rest her head on at least. Then he would loop his arms around her slender body and chase the coldness of the wind and the stress of the heavy load away with his warmth. And as what he would always say, everything would be fine. She trusted him and she was sure it would be when he said so, like how things used to always end up months ago when he still went with her wherever she wished to season her life of silence with a tinge of pure bliss. That she enjoyed the most, as she knew very well that he only acted this way whenever he was in her company. The thin curved line of cheer in his lips, the sound of his rare light-hearted chuckles, the feel of his thumb when he presses it against her supple cheeks – they were known only to her and she cradled them like her possessions which nobody else could touch or even just take a peek at.

Her formerly static mobile phone chirped and flashed blue lights. She opened it and read his message. “Honey, I’m home! I’m hungry. Did you cook something for me? Just kidding. So when are we going out? Or maybe not, again=(” With that, she looked at her watch then to the damp streets outside. She trembled at the sudden thought of her parents waiting for her by the doorway with legs strained of a day’s worth of standing, voices ready to numb her ears down and eyes soaked in worry and anger and other emotions stirring to explode; however, she prepared herself for the dreaded scene in her mind rather than hope that they would understand such reckless thing she had so suddenly thought of doing.

She heaved out a sigh, changed to casual clothes, grabbed the keys to the door, kept her wallet plump with cash, snatched a pen and on a piece of paper she wrote, “Mom/Dad, Just went out for a walk. –Kathe”.