Yukio stares up at the the clock near the stove. It's late at night, and knows she should be going to sleep but... can't.

Perhaps this place isn't hell, but it still unnerves her quite a bit. I got so many people killed and I'm not getting punished for my failure... Where could Ginji be? Is he alone? He could be suffering alone! Her thoughts race ( Read more... )

It's the second flower-viewing day he's celebrating, and a lot has happened for Tsuzuki: he acquired a boyfriend whom he's not quite sure how to relate to now, though he still loves Robin dearly; he found a niece in Sophie and helped her to make a wish; Hisoka found his way to this place unexpectedly, and now Tatsumi has arrived, a mixed blessing ( Read more... )

Echo had been cooped up all winter, waiting for spring to arrive. Sure, she had spent some time outside playing in the snow, but she's a nymph, and nymphs like warm weather. So when she saw it was getting nice out, she happily went outside ( Read more... )

Over the past few weeks, Pascal has been obsessively reading, noting, compiling. His teaching sessions with Fuchsia brought on some curiosity about organ transplants. From there, he stumbled into some disturbing reports which have kept him awake at night, disturbed his sleep and eating habits ( Read more... )

The Doctor is actually okay. For the most part. More or less recovered from his run in with Aramat - if still prone to be a little jumpy and sleeping very decidedly in the TARDIS door locked no matter what - and just a bit perplexed by his recent brief stint as a woman (that was interesting, to be sure, somewhat unexplainable) he is in usual form ( Read more... )

 It's been almost a year now... and Utena can't complain.

For the first time, she actually feels like a (somewhat) normal fourteen year old girl. She has friends, enemies, perhaps even a family. But it's all real this time. Not a form of trickery. This makes her feel... blissful.

And it is with this jubilant heart that she is outside, enjoying the ( Read more... )

The room had been almost empty and seemingly deserted when Hunny found it. But he knew it was the perfect place for the Host Club meetings. A quick look told him it was about the same size as the music room that they used at school for this ( Read more... )

Draco had not seen or spoken to Harry in weeks. Ever since they'd had that fight he didn't know what to do with himself and, feeling very lost, he'd stayed hidden away in a new room he'd found for himself. All alone ( Read more... )

Finally, everything's ready - and Johnny's been in a better place than he has been in a long time. It has to do with a lot of factors: there's a basement bar that he can call home, and though it's not the Underground Cafe, it's close enough - better, almost, because that's one he worked to get into shape. Now, he would love to have Marie-Jeanne ( Read more... )

In one of the smaller rooms of the Mansion, one can find a young French lady in an empire dress, with paper and coal, drawing. She's found a quiet spot by the window, and Angélique is taking advantage of that to play with designs, fantastical flowers and convoluted ferns, complex snowflakes, and some heraldry, suns, lances, wolves, lions, dogs, ( Read more... )