Author has written 20 stories for Xiaolin Showdown, Bleach, Shugo Chara!, South Park, D.Gray-Man, Big Time Rush, Teen Wolf, and Kuroko no Basuke/黒子のバスケ.
I'm 18 years old, female, and i'm hungarian (it's a smaller country in Europe).
I like a lot of things.
I hope I will get lots of friends!
My favorite animes:
Kuroko No Basuke
Fav. pairings in XS :
Raimundo x Chase ( THE CHAI THE BEST!!!!!!!!! )
Raimundo x Clay
Raimundo x Jack
Raimundo x Omi
NO HENTAI AND DIE FOR KIMIKO!!! (sorry for Kim fans...)
Fav. pairings in KnB:
(uke) Kuroko x everyone (if they are male)
Fav. pairings in Bleach:
Hitsugaya x Ichigo ( ICHIHITSU FOREVER )
Hitsugaya x Renji
Hitsugaya x Grimjow
Fav. pairings in the Shugo Chara:
Kukai x Ikuto ( Call that Ikukai or Kukato or Kuto (my fav. the Kukato) )
Kukai x Utau
Kukai x Amu
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Please read-true story (not me)
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back.
The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.
The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'
Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.
The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.
She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.'
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.'
His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.'
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.'
'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.'
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check
'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!'
Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''
'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''
'My mommy loves white roses.'
A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.
I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.
Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine.
And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
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Me, my Angel, and the Devil:An angel is reborn, a demon woke up, a boy fighting for his angel, and a soulless found a new meaning. What is this? Follow the story and find out! YAOI!
(About Rai's pow)
The Word Of Moonlight : My story. My past. My present. My future. My way. My fate. My secrets. Secrets that no one knows. But my past come back-for me. He want to get me, have me, break me, own me. My...my soul is...shattered...and I don't know why. Who I am? Why hapennig that to me? Why? What's in my past? I don't know what should i do. Whether I ever get to know the truth of my life? To exist hope for me? I can't do this more...please...help me... save me from the darkness, the weakness, the pain...because...I can't do this anymore...
You can look a litle video about the story here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y7os8cFYWyI (I did it) XD
(stories that I started to write but I will not finish)
Secrets of the Moon:Everybody thinks that he is a carefree,stupid kid. But what if this is not true? New enemies appear, secrets are discovered in and you have to save the world again,but now everything is in one person's hands.Whether what he will do? How he decides?
(I will starting to writing soon)
Shattered Soul: A mysterious boy was found behind the temple, he was gorgeous, smart and so marvellous but he don't remember who is he. He stay at the temple, but soon new enemies appear and they know who is he... But what if they want him? What if he have power too? And...what is is not Xiaolin power? His past starting to discovering, and he starting to remember his life. And..starting to remember his shattered soul...
The Chipmucks Attack!: The chipmuks attack the Xiaolin warriors and catch up theam without Omi. Now he must save his friend and master from the super mutant, crazy chipmuks! (Funny little one-shot for my best friend Haruka (Hajni))
Look what you do to me: The six years old boy said: "Ple-please...stop it.." "I will not stop it. I will do it again and again...and..your mom and dad don't save you...nobody save you..."..Wh...why...?..." "Because you're mine...and I can do everything that I want to do with you..."
(dark one-shot about Raimundo's past)
The blood all over your hand: Every night I go to sleep I have a nightmare...a nightmare about you...and I see the blood ...the blood...everywhere ...the dead bodies...the dead bodies of my family and my friends...and all I can see the blood all over your hand... And this is not just a nightmare...this is my fear, my weakness, my past...
The boy under the parka:"I never was the person who had a happy life or everything they ever wanted. I was the poor, little boy with the orange parka, nothing more. People look down at me, but they don't know me, not even my so called "friends" know what am i actually. " A different Kenny story, with pain, love, betray and some hot scenes. My first SP story, yaoi, no likey, no read. No fleams please!