Author has written 3 stories for Yu Yu Hakusho, Ouran High School Host Club, and Fullmetal Alchemist.
Hello peoples! i am currently new to being the Fan Fiction society but i've been using it for a while so i thought to give this a try. i am a Quizilla user (Raven02) and i'm thinking of bringing my YYH fanfic here. i'm also planning to put some hetalia stories as well. but anyway i'm blabbing but here's a little more about me;
Sex: Female (of course)
I'm a fan of; YYH, Hetalia (axis powers, world series, and Hetaoni), Bleach, Kino no Tabi, Ouran High School Host Club, Full Metal Alchemist, Full Metal Alchemist: Brotherhood, Black Cat, Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler), Soul Eater, Wolf's Rain, Chrono Crusade, Vocaloid (i know it isn't an anime but they are just SOOO amazing. check them out on youtube if you haven't heard of them.), Full Metal Panic, HunterXHunter, and sooo many more but i would probably bore you guys to death.
Music: So many, um...i have to say rock, techno, heavy metal, japanese, some pop, some rap, spanish songs (preferably reggeaton), and a bunch more (i'm a stereo junkie if you haven't figured it out :P)
Interests: Friends, Music, Anime, Movies, The FREAKING INTERNET (i don't have any internet at home so i have to go to the library because of it T.T), Fan Fictions, comedy, youtube, animals, writing, and candy (especially chocolate :3)
Fav Books: so many...have to narrow it down to the hunger games series and Nicholas Flamel series, if you know what it is.
Pairings: GerIta (absolutely one of the cutest couple in Hetalia), HungaryXAustria, USUK (is it me or do they fight like they're a married couple? :3), YusukeXKeiko, SosukeXKaname (Full Metal Panic), and more.
Hope i can write as often as i can and i will write multiple stories with long-ass chapters. they are either gonna be based off the anime or manga, depends what i have on hand.
I'll update as fast as i can and put pics of my OCs and other characters...depending on my mood :3
See ya laters fellow Otakus!!!!
~~ •Which Hetalia Character Are You Mostly Like? • ~~
*North Italy (Vargas Feliciano)
(x) You were bullied a lot in your childhood
(x)You can be clumsy
*South Italy (Lovino/Romano Vargas)
(x) You love tomatoes
() You're very stoic and serious
*Japan (Kiku Honda)
(x) You're very mature Well I pretty much have to, in my little group of friends.
*The United States of America (Alfred F. Jones)
(x) You love hamburgers
*The United Kingdom of England, Wales, Scotland, and Northern Ireland (Arthur Kirkland)
(x) You like tea
*France (Francis Bonnefoy)
(x) You're very affectionate When I feel like it
Russia (Ivan Braginski)
(x) You had a very sad childhood. I had no friends and was bullied and picked on a lot because I was different.
*Canada (Matthew Williams)
(x) You're often ignored by people
*Prussia (Gilbert Beillschmidt)
() You're quite mean-spirited
*China (Wang Yao)
[ ] You're very mature
*Austria (Roderich Edelstein)
[ ] You are very well-raised
*Hungary (Erszebet Hédeváry)
[ ] You smoke
*Lithuania (Toris Lorinaitis)
[x] You're very loyal
Poland (Feliks Lukasiewicz)
[ ] You're very flamboyant
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.
Now you have 2 choices:
1) Repost this message, or
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart.